29 April 2012 @ 10:05 pm
I'll be all getting my truth on about this noise.
Real motherfucking fine.
Motherfucking but.
All work and no play all makes this brother a motherfucking bored ass troll.

Anyone wish to be all playing
05 March 2012 @ 10:33 pm
Whoa, heh heh heh.
Return to your motherfucking daily scheduling and what the fuck not, right?
04 March 2012 @ 08:29 pm
I need new cl0thes.

[This is as close to a "HELP ME FIND THEM" as anyone's going to get. Totally chillin' in that white spandex suit yeahhhh.]
06 February 2012 @ 10:39 pm
[Teal text appears on the screen, but it is not accompanied by capital letters or numbers.]

I hλve λ problem!
Ψhoever is in chλrge of this tower, I'd lichen it if you could lend λn eλr.
It is λ big problem. I just don't know ΨHλT I'm going to do with this bλd little seed.
You see, this isn't λt λll where I'm supposed to be.
This L-ΣTT-ΣR is λ LI-----Σ! I think it's wreλthsonλble thλt I'm λ little bit UPS---ΣT!

How do I know it is a lie?
Because this isn't what I agreed to.
No, no, not at all.
I was working with plenty of time to spare.
You didn't save me!
Nothing could have saved us.
Well, you must already know if you've already gone and... interrupted it.

And to be honest, that's making me pretty angry.
Really angry.

I knew exactly what I was doing, and you'd dare to

[The text suddenly cuts off as if the writer has tried to gain a grip on their anger. When it returns, the tone is decidedly more cheerful.]

I hλve no interest in stλying!
So if λnyone could point their fork towλrds the exit, I'd be releλfed. :)

[It then switches to video. A young female troll is shown on the screen. Nothing out of the ordinary for those familiar with her kind.

Except, maybe, for the fact that she looks like she's splattered with a rainbow of paint. Huh. There is a strangely dreamy look on the girl's face, and she gazes at the camera in an unfocused manner, a smear of dark red on her cheek.]

I am Feferi, by the way. I almost forgot my shrubbin' manners!

translation for text )
I Am Informed By The Practitioners In The Infirmary That It Is Recommended That I Remain Confined To This Slab They Mistakenly Believe Is Conducive To Slumber, Despite Its Lack Of An Appropriate Sopor Baptism, But I Find The Inactivity To Only Inspire Further Restlessness.
It Has Taken Some Time For Me To Familiarize Myself With This Contrivance, So I Hope You Will Forgive Any Missteps I May Take As I Practice My Initial Attempt At Bipedal Mobilization With It, As It Were.
As An Example, I Seem To Have Forgotten My Manners; Here I Am, A Perfect Stranger To The Majority Of Individuals Monitoring This System Of Messages, Rambling On Mindlessly Prior To Accomplishing A Proper Introduction.
I Pray You Will Consider Forgiving Me For This Unconscionable Oversight.
I Am The Dolorosa.
You May Be Already Familiar With My Little One, The Signless, And I Bear No Shame As I Inform You That I Am His Lusus, Though That Is Rarely The Title I Prefer.
But It Is Hardly Myself That I Bear Interest In Hearing About In This Venture--Well, Reading May Be More Appropriate, I Suppose--But I Would Like To Learn About Each Of You.
Until I Am Granted Opportunity To Greet Such A Collection Personally, I Suppose This Will Have To Be Sufficient.
12 January 2012 @ 12:23 pm
It has come to my attention that the greater part of you [humans, he means--] remain completely and inconcevviably ignorant of the fundamentals of troll romance. WWhile this is not all together surprising, considering the lack of reading material pertaining to our culture, are you incapable of making any sort of inferences wwhatsoevver? I didn't think it especially difficult to assume an alien species wwould also havve alien customs, nor is observvation from afar a particularly arduous task.
If you still fail to comprehend my forthcoming explanation of a single aspect of our culture, ask a lowwblood to further elaborate; howwevver grueling that may be.

Matespritship is of the flushed quadrant. I expect this to be the easiest for you to grasp, as it is the most similar to human romance. Howwevver, the concept of 'pity' takes more prevvalence. It is concupiscent.
Moirallegiance resides in the pale quadrant. It typically occurs wwhen twwo trolls devvise something of a pact wwith each other in order to counterbalance their traits. As insinuated, one is the instigator, wwhile the other is the pacifier.

[INSTIGATOR OF... WHAT. sure is being inexplicit here]

Kismissitude, in contrast to matespritship, is a rivvalry; though it is also the other of the reproductivve quadrants. It is considered to be caliginous. This seems to be the most difficult for humans to wwrap their thinkpans heads around, as it lacks a more distinct parallel. Consider it synonymous to havving someone you loathe dearly, though also find attractivve-- the description in itself provving to be a markedly shalloww comparison, but that's a necessity. Generally, as it is a rivvalry, it requires the acceptance of equality.
Thus, I suggest you refrain from ostentatious displays of hatred for another of my species here, lest they get the... wwrong idea.

[hint fucking hint. ahem.]

Auspicitization occurs wwhen a third troll intervvenes wwith the relationship abovve. This is to prevvent one another from outright murdering each other, wwhich wwould obvviously vvoid the possibility of a successful filling. It is also to prevvent unitentional infidelity, as a kismissitude can quickly become destructivve to nonparticipants. Its quadrant is the ashen one.
And this concludes the summarization of a sypnopsis.

As for the lesser of the trolls here: Do go on embarrassing yourselvves wwith your purposeful naivveté; it isn't as if there is an entire exposition of the superficiality of human culture in the form of a library a feww floors awway.

[locked to [personal profile] agoodoffen2e]
Some questions regarding your flawwed reality. I suggest you answwer them.
26 December 2011 @ 04:17 am
[Alright, he got kinda worked up about this when he first saw dead humans laying around, and was going to say something. But he was still nervous about getting found and killed, and then there was fighting, and then there was recovering, and to be honest, he sort of forgot??? Luckily, the Highblood was good enough to remind him about it with that horrible braying nonsense the other day. He's annoyed, both that there are threats being made and that, apparently, this is something that needs to be announced at all. But… what can he do. Aliens, and all that…]

ooc cut for talking and a picture )
20 December 2011 @ 09:13 pm
It is normal to be all coming back to life after being brutally motherfucking killed, I can be all seeing this.
I motherfucking get it.


The next step is where I'm getting all my wonderment on about are the limitations of the motherfucking bloodshed on a single sad little subject.
There can't always be too much of a good thing here.
Just how many times do I gotta be all killing someone until they just stop coming back?
Hey, maybe, just motherfucking maybe, it is all never ending.

[ ooc; the typing quirk is just for the original post. i just...like doing it... :V so don't worry about following suit or anything, i guess??? <3 ]
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.

"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.
31 May 2011 @ 09:48 pm
Ignore. ♥
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