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Alternia (Second Timeline)
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Kolarabi got up and ran to the door. She opened to see Stutle had arrived.
“Stutle! Bring the Faygo?”
She asked. Even though Faygo was kind of awful, every time she saw Stutle, it kind of tasted good. Stutle was the only highblood she could talk to. Whenever she had problems, she told Stutle. He would invite her to his hive, they’d drink Faygo and talk about they’re problems. -
“what kind of question is that,” he asked/replied jokingly “how’s it goin sista,” he reaches in for a hug and then steps in the hive handing her a bottle and chuckles “don’t drink it up in one sitting,” he sees the romcoms on the table he didn’t generally like them but they seemed funny when watching them with a friend. He sees everyone “Hey Zembra, hey other troll, and… hey Kyria,” he somewhat felt uncomfortable around her not because he was almost preyed on by her but mainly because of how she FLARPed in a way that almost resulted on his death… repeatedly, but he got over it eventually.
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Kolarabi sat back on the couch. She opened the bottle of Faygo took a sip. Usually Stutle and Kolarabi would be crying about they’re problems, but they both knew they couldn’t cry in front of other trolls. She looked at the Faygo. That damn troll brought me red. Is he trying to show my blood color? She sat back and sipped it again. I guess red is my favorite Faygo though.
“Stutle, everyone is dying they’re hair! You should get yours dyed!”
Kolarabi knew dying hair was an unnatural thing for Stutle, and most trolls, but she thought it was worth a try. Besides, it would look funny. Especially with the whole hemospectrum. -
By Skyvaada’s question Kyria recognize she was being a fan girl toll, she blushes and open her encryption modus “NICAGEISAWESOME” a chest falls on the floor and she picks a little key on her pocket to open it,
Inside the chest was a post of human nicolas cage with horns, a dvd collection of human nicolas cage movies and a pink girly book with hearts and a nic cage photo at the center of its hardcover
“this was one of my ancestors chest, inside the book my ancestor declares how nicolas cage was important to her, how she looked up to him, how she would talk to the poster when she was felling lonely and…” she blushes “how amazingly manly and sexy he was” she tried look away timidly “…and since i was felling alone these days, sailing alone and stuff i decided to look into that hobby of her…i think i kinda of got dragged to it” she says while scratching the back of her head with a forced smile.
At that time she could hear the Great Highblood offspring talking to her, she started hissing and rushed to his encounter “How dare you purple blood scum…your kind of tyrannic rulers impose themselves to us and yet…oh!” she suddenly recognize his face. she instantly calms down and put up with a devious smile “if it’s not a little clown who came jiggling in my way and i here wondering when i was going to kick your ass again, glad you came, saves the time of hunting you down” she smirks showing her teethes -
Kolarabi stared at Kyria. Thoughts of past highbloods came in her head. Surely he wouldn’t grow up to be a subjuggulator, right? She thought. She shook her head of the thought. Honestly, it’s just Kyria and Stutle fighting again. She removed all thoughts of becoming an auspitce with the two. Surely they would never fall in love and become kismesi. She started packing up her romance movies. Even though she could go on for hours watching romance movies, she had enough of romance for today. The thought of her two best friends being in a quadrant with each other made her sick. And being stuck in the middle of it all would be life threatening. For all three. She took another sip of the Faygo to help clear her thoughts.
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Skvaada blinked at the appearance of the Troll Nicholas Cage shrine box, not for the first time at a complete loss as to what to say. Gingerly, she picked up the poster as though it was a slitherbeast and glanced over it trying to see the appeal, staring deeply into the two dimensional figure of Nicholas Cage. Nope. She still could not see the appeal of the rugged, manly troll. At this time, a new troll appeared in the doorway, and greeted everyone in the room. The jadeblood sitting next to her promptly reacted antagonistically, and Skvaada’s pointed ears perked up at the phrase, “purple blood scum”, giving the newcomer a curious glance.
She promptly dropped the poster like it was heavy right back into the box where it came from and leapt from the couch, slightly embarrassed to have been caught anywhere near all that Nic Cage stuff. “Oh, highblood! Do you require any assistance? Excuse me, I was just–” The rainbow drinker appeared to recognize the purpleblood as her entire demeanor changed. Although Skvaada was initially prepared to defend the landdwelling highblood at all costs, it seemed rather rude to just butt in to something potentially caliginous unasked. Deciding to wait for them to either strife or deal with their conflict before introducing herself, she gave the new troll an acknowledging nod before glancing over at Kolarabi who was packing up all the romance movies and staking swigs of that vile liquid, Faygo.
“That’s a shame, are you done for the night? I thought you liked that sort of …stuff,” she spoke dismissively, while hiding her dismay. There was no way she was going to acknowledge that she liked all of that frivolous drivel!
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Kolarabi froze. She almost forgot Skvaada and Zembra were even there.
“Well I’m done for the night, but if you guys want to watch some more, that’s up to you.”
She unpacked every movie that didn’t have a sequel. Then unpacked the first movie of every series. She glanced at the Nicolas Cage shrine. Some of the pictures had weird pink versions of Nic without horns. She shook her head and took another swig of Faygo. It really calmed her down. She could have an outburst at any given moment now. She took out the pictionary modus chip from her drawing tablet and started to draw. On her laptop, there were scribbles. Then circles. Then pictures. She started to draw Zembra, Skvaada, Kyria, Stuttle, and herself. -
Stutle looked around at the others and do said reassuringly, “relax this is nothing caliginous, right Kyria,” though he seemed to say that last part passive aggressively. “Besides it’s not time to strife it’s a time to laugh and… get my hair dyed all the colors or something,” he wanted to avoid a strife in his friends house.
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“wait you guys are thinking that i…oh” she realized almost everyone was starring at her and felt uncomfortable “well the first time i met Stutle i thought he was subjugglator scum but after kicking his ass all over the deck i realized he was just a little clown” she smirks “however it is just a matter of time before this cute little clown matures and turns into the Tyrant Subjugglator it was supposed to be and when this happens i will kick his ass all over alternia again” Kyria looks at Skyaada “and if anyone tries to stop me they get my boots into their ass too” she gets close to Stutle and grabs his waist hard so he wouldn’t run from her, she kisses his neck and whisper in his ear “your ass is mine Stutle dont you DARE to forget that”
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Kolarabi glanced at Kyria and Stutle. She felt herself blushing and quickly looked around and hid in her sweater. She waited a few seconds and came out again. She felt her cheeks. Nope, not warm anymore. She went back to drawing, trying to avoid thinking about what Kyria was doing. She drew Zembra and Kyria with their beautiful scythes, Skvaada with her needles and whip, Stutle with his clubs, and finally herself with her sickles. She took another sip of the Faygo, and started coloring.
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-Zembra had finished her last dye job and greeted the next troll to enter. She was glad that he came over along with everyone else. She watched as the events feld out and made sure everything was okay. She then remembered, her lusus might get pissed again. She looked down through the glass and saw her lusus pacing like it was worried. She cocked her head at that. She then turned her head back to Stutle. She smiled and said, “Hey, if you don’t mind, may I try a bottle?”
She was attempting to be polite. She didn’t want to make it seem akward and she had never personally tried it because everyone kept saying it was bad. She couldn’t see the harm in at least a sip. She then thought, “Oh! if you want your hair dyed, please pick your colors! I don’t care if you pick all of them!”
She smiled and was happy to have so many friends, especially thinking on the research on her own ancestor, at least the famous one. She prepared herself for another dye job, laying out the colors in order like some sort of ocd freak. She then decided to look over the drawing that was being done, just a peek before returning her attention to the others.-
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Skvaada tore her gaze away from Kyria and Stutle, a deep indigo colored hue blossoming across her cheeks and onto the tips of her pointed ears at the possessive display. “Oh my…” Feeling more than a little uncomfortable from the public display of affection and the slight trickle of perspiration that had started up again, she immediately began looking around for some sort of distraction. “This is so depraved,” the indigo blood murmured to herself, not sure if she was talking about Kyria’s actions or her own reaction to the kiss.
Her eyes landed on the low-blood who seemed to have a similarly embarrassed reaction and her drawing. She decided to crane her neck over slightly in order to get a better look, but made sure to remain silent so as not to alert/disturb Kolarabi.
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-Lupus looked over his computer and saw a few names had appeared on his Trollian and he smirked as he used a program to spam a hello to all of them as he watched a dragon peak its head in his widow which was his Lesus and he petted the creatures head and it spoke through telepathy”Get out and enjoy your time while you still have to blue blood”. Lupus drew out his knuckle blades and head them in his pockets while also having curved blades on his lower back as he waits for a reply from any of them.-
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As Kolarabi was shading, she heard the sound of pesters. It was Lupus.
<nightWolf started trolling carcinoArtist>
NW: Hi
CA: tuvut< Hi Lupus
CA: OuO< We’re all at Zembra’s if y9u want t9 j9inShe went back to the art program and started to draw another troll, soon to be Lupus. She picked up the Faygo to take a sip. Empty.
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Stutle wanted to escape but, no dice at least not yet he decided on plan B drink Faygo to think of plan C. However he couldn’t reach his sylladex to get some Faygo so he decided to hope for a miracle and it came… more or less all his faygo flew across the room and he had a lot of faygo, he had lot count luckily one flew into his vicinity he then very lightly bonked Kyria on the nose and said, “honk honk,” he tried to use this attempt to abscond from her grasp. After doing so he ran/stumbled towards Zembra trying to regain balance, upon doing so he acted casually and handed her a bottle he whispered, “sorry for the mess I needed a miracle.”