28 November 2011 @ 12:59 pm
He looks ridiculous in the white outfit, but he doesn't seem to mind. It's likely he didn't even bother rummaging through that chest in his room, or even if he did, maybe he liked the new look and decided to keep it. All the chairs and tables surrounding him have been pushed back into two large piles (off screen), so it's just him on the floor. Looking content as if nothing had happened.


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"These keys are too MOTHERFUCKING SMALL."

He says, his voice low and raspy at first but then escalating into a shout by the end. The troll (judging by his gray skin and orange horns) remains sitting, now completely silent as he gazes into the camera, his focus on it starting to wane a little.
 
 
25 November 2011 @ 09:19 pm
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evi002.mp3

(screencap of entry)
 
 
15 November 2011 @ 12:29 am
I suppose t)(e dramatics )(ave finally come to an end?
Per)(aps we may get back to business, unless t)(e lot of you are too busy wading waist deep in self-pity.
I recall assigning at least one of you a task to be done, and I don't like to be kept waiting.
You know w)(o you are, and I expect an update t)(is instant, and not a moment later.
I )(ave inquiries for two more of you, and a demand of one of t)(e same.
Dualscar.
My )(elmsman.
See to it t)(at bot)( of you respond, or locate me promptly.
I )(ave my own agenda t)(at I must see to.


[OOC: LOOKIN' AT YOU, SIGNLESS BRO]
 
 
[OOC: This post is locked to each individual that Signless has ever met or spoken to, even for a short time. He also has locked it to each of the rest of the trolls, and anyone he's ever seen talking on networks. Basically, while it is locked, if you want your character to see it, you can assume Signless has seen you posting around. Or you're welcome to hack it, because Signless is pretty shitty with computers, anyway.

He's trying to make it open to as many of the prisoners as possible in the tower, without leaving it open to the administrators of the tower - though with his current paranoia, he's pretty sure that they'll find out, from the spies who will certainly see it]


ALL RIGHT, ALL OF YOU FUCKASSES LISTEN UP.
TODAY WE GOT OUR MISSING FRIENDS AND COMRADES BACK, AND FOUND THEM HORRIBLY CHANGED.
OUR FRIENDS WERE TORTURED AND EXPERIMENTED ON BY EVIL PEOPLE, AND TURNED INTO MONSTERS. DON'T SAY IT ISN'T TRUE, BECAUSE YOU ALL KNOW THAT IT IS.
NOT ONLY THAT, BUT WE RECEIVED NOTES TODAY INFORMING US THAT IT ISN'T JUST THESE UNFORTUNATE *FIRST VICTIMS* BUT ALL OF US WHO ARE PART OF THIS EXPERIMENT.
AS IF WE DIDN'T ALREADY KNOW THAT.

THE TIME HAS COME TO TO ACCEPT THAT THIS IS NO REFUGEE CAMP.
MAYBE OUR WORLDS ARE DESTROYED, MAYBE NOT, BUT THAT DOESN'T FUCKING MATTER, ANYMORE.
ARE WE GOING TO SIT BY AND WAIT WHILE WE'RE TAKEN ONE BY ONE, HAVE OUR HORNS SHORN OFF AND OUR BODIES CORRUPTED FOR THE ENTERTAINMENT OF A BUNCH OF PSYCHOTIC SCIENTISTS?
I SAY, NO.

THERE ARE A LOT OF DIFFERENT PEOPLE HERE, WITH DIFFERENT BACKGROUNDS, SKILLS, AND ABILITIES - MAGICAL AND OTHERWISE.
WE NEED TO COME TOGETHER, PUT ASIDE OUR DIFFERENCES, AND WORK TO FIND THE PEOPLE WHO'VE BROUGHT US HERE AND DESTROY THEM.
IF WE HAVE TO STAY IN THE TOWER FOREVER BECAUSE THERE'S NOWHERE FOR US TO GO, SO BE IT.
BUT WE WON'T BE PUPPETS, DANCING AND SHAKING OUR PLUSH RUMPS FOR THEIR AMUSEMENT.
I KNOW THIS POST WILL PROBABLY ATTRACT THEIR ATTENTION TOWARDS ME, BUT I'M WILLING TO ACCEPT THAT RISK.
IF THEY TAKE ME NEXT, PLEASE, ALL I ASK IS THAT YOU MEET WITH ONE ANOTHER, IN PERSON, IN SECRET IF YOU CAN, AND TRY TO FIND A WAY TO FIND ME.
LET'S WORK TOGETHER, ALL OF US, ALIEN AND TROLL, LOWBLOOD AND HIGH, TO STOP THESE PEOPLE.

THANK YOU FOR YOUR ATTENTION.
 
 
20 September 2011 @ 04:52 pm
Evenin'.

[sup tower, how's it goin'. have one (1) very very ticked off aquatic troll staring at the screen. even if you were used to seeing his species, he's a bit.. notable. mostly due to the fact that he's the kind one can instantaneously recognize as a villain-type. maybe it's the crazy collar. or the sneer revealing perfectly serrated teeth. or the deep, jagged scars running diagonally across his face.

something like that, anyway. point is, like most other arrivals, he's not exactly delighted to be here.
]

If someone would be so... kind as to further explain the situation I find myself in, that would be appreciated. Perhaps I'll even spare you if it seems useful enough, hm? That said, if any 'a the imperial forces are here, now would be the time to make yourself known. If not, it should already be established I have little patience for cowards or traitors.

Consider this your warning.

[yep, and it's off. no "thank you for your time" or any of that nonsense, apparently.]

(ooc: action to anyone who wants it! he'll be wondering about the second floor. a warning, though: chances are, he's going to be out for blood.)
 
 
31 May 2011 @ 09:48 pm
Ignore. ♥
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