Kolarabi Vantas
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Kolarabi jumped to her feet at the sound of a big crash at the front door.
“WHAT THE FU…”
She cut herself off. She was taken away from her happy place inside the fluffy pillow, so she wasn’t only startled but angry as well. She looked around and rubbed her neck. She sat down on the couch.
“I-I guess that’s another troll.”
She fixed her bow tie and flattened out her sweater. -
Kolarabi was a little pissed off at the fact that there was a lot of trolls trolling her. Of course, pissing her off wasn’t a hard thing to do. She closed all windows, and saved the picture. It wasn’t late at night, but she felt terribly tired. She grabbed the nearest pillow and shoved her face into it. SO. MANY. TROLLS.
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“Oh, that’s Lupus. I’m guessing you haven’t met him?”
She responded to Skvaada. Kolarabi drank more Faygo. She noticed her caps lock key had fallen off. No wonder why she couldn’t type in caps. -
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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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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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. -
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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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. -
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. -
Kolarabi almost broke into tears when watching this movie for about the 5th time. She closed her eyes and shook her head. She was humming the song while she heard taking. Zembra was trolling the same troll she was. She caught a glimpse of one of the messages. Apparently Stutle was coming over. She cheered up. Another best friend to comfort her with the highbloods.
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Kolarabi heard a beeping coming from her syllendex. She drew a picture of her laptop, then it popped right in front of her. Someone was trolling her.
<cacklingCharlatan started trolling carcinoArtist>
CC: wAzZuP
CC: I’m gEtTiNg bOrEd, wHiCh iS nEw fOr mE,
CC: aRe yOu dOiNg aNyThInG oUt oF tHe oRdInArY
CA: tuvut< Yeah, usually I’m the 9ne 69red.
CA: OuO< S9 whats up? -
Kolarabi reached for a small handful to peck at. She was a little dizzy from the bump from Zembra’s lusus, but at least it wasn’t directly at her this time. She looked at her selection of movies. Of course! The “Con Air” movie. She rolled her eyes and removed the movie with the boat Titanic, and put in the other movie.
“Alright Kyria, I’m putting the only movie that I brought with Troll Nicolas Cage.”
She wasn’t looking at her when she talked. She was busy trying to remember the lines to this movie.
“Put the bunny, back in the box!”
She whispered.
“Ok, sense I only know one line to this movie, I guess you guys get to actually pay attention. Enjoy.” -
Kolarabi looked at Kyria. She motioned her to come over.
“Come on, sit down. Kyria, you always do this when we do things together.”
She crossed her arms. She muttered the lines going on. Kyria always didn’t do anything “fun” when Kolarabi was around. She never let Kolarabi do anything fun. But Kolarabi new Kyria was all for fun. I guess she just didn’t want her to get hurt. That’s why Kolarabi never flarpped. Apparently, trolls have been injured majorly in the past. -
Kolarabi hid behind a wall of a mysterious trolls hive. She looked as the subjuggulators passed. She then heard a slam and a loud laughing. She had her ear pressed against the all.
“Zembra…”
She whispered to herself. Kolarabi had seen many of her crimes, and saw her in her cage once. She was sleeping of course. She put the hood of her cloak on, and approached the door. She raised a fist to knock on the door and then put it back down. Thoughts of the sea-dweller ripping her limb from limb came across her. She turned around and slowly walked away. Faster and faster. She halted when she saw the subjuggulator. She wasn’t coming toward her, Kolarabi just saw her. She decided she would walk back. She remembered the time when she almost bit her. She said that the next time she saw Kolarabi, she would bite her and taste her mystery blood. Kolarabi felt her hand. Nope, no bite marks. She didn’t want to go back, but the subjuggulators were after her, so she really had no choice. She came back to the hive, only to stay by the door. She was running and running. She wished she could redo everything that had happened. -
“Well, I’m not sure if I brought any over with Troll Nicolas Cage.”
Kolarabi reached over and took the first stack of movies. While whispering every line of the movie that was currently playing, she checked each movie. After she was done checking, she reached for the second pile, while now in total sync with the movie. Every emotion on their faces. Every word in the same tone. She would cry every tear, but crying sould show her blood color. She put out a movie that humans would call Con Air. Of course humans are not real, and that title is too short for a movie.
“I have this one.”
She held the movie up.
“You can come read the title if you want.”
She set the movie down and put the others in the neat stacks they were in, and placed them back by the television. She then went back in her trance and picked up on the next line. She was saying it now, so that everyone could hear. She was doing every body motion that could be done sitting down. Waving her arms. Wiggling her body. Exactly at the moments she needed to.
“Rose: I love you, Jack.
Jack: Don’t you do that, don’t say your good-byes. Not yet, do you understand me?
Rose: I’m so cold.
Jack: Listen, Rose. You’re gonna get out of here, you’re gonna go on and you’re gonna make lots of babies, and you’re gonna watch them grow. You’re gonna die an old… an old lady warm in her bed, not here, not this night. Not like this, do you understand me?
Rose: I can’t feel my body.
Jack: Winning that ticket, Rose, was the best thing that ever happened to me… it brought me to you. And I’m thankful for that, Rose. I’m thankful. You must do me this honor. Promise me you’ll survive. That you won’t give up, no matter what happens, no matter how hopeless. Promise me now, Rose, and never let go of that promise.
Rose: I promise.
Jack: Never let go.
Rose: I’ll never let go, Jack. I’ll never let go.”