Land of Pulse and Labryinths

ANCESTROLL [a fantroll RP]: Hello, is anyone out there?

Tue, 17 May 2011 13:18:41 -0400

ANCESTROLL [a fantroll RP]: Hello, is anyone out there?:

So my exams are over and I’ve washed my hands of school.

Soon it will be highly likely that I will lose my computer and my back-up one is so slow it takes an hour to start up and open an internet browser… so it’s highly likely I’ll be online solely using my iTouch.

As the community activity has…

I’m still here with all of the interest baby. I would not mind if you changed it to an lj community frankly especially since it would be easier on your end to work on comm related things from your itouch. I’m wondering if relationships with other trolls will be reset altogether or are we picking up from where we last left off? (if these changes go through that is)

ooc

Tue, 19 Apr 2011 01:49:15 -0400

sorry for my absence this past week or so, I’ve been up to my neck in work plus midterm quiz like things and also papers?? Uhm, but this is more to say I should be back by the end of the week at latest, ughuhg sorry again to everyone “orz

Land of Atoms and Mirrors: selanovoluret: Land of Atoms and Mirrors: selanovoluret: “Prrrhps ah...

Wed, 06 Apr 2011 01:45:00 -0400

Land of Atoms and Mirrors: selanovoluret: Land of Atoms and Mirrors: selanovoluret: “Prrrhps ah...:

selanovoluret:

Land of Atoms and Mirrors: selanovoluret: “Prrrhps ah shuud ff rthhhed bhorrr lebinn…”…

selanovoluret:

“Prrrhps ah shuud ff rthhhed bhorrr lebinn...” concluded Selano.

Trotsky ignored Selano’s muffled gibberish, the boy had been speaking that nonsense for a while now,…

Selano daintily poured 4 spoonfuls of sugar into his cup as Trotsky hovered by and flicked his tongue out hungrily at the sight. He perched himself onto the tip of Selano’s horn and continuously hovered to the adjacent horn every so often during the entirety of their conversation.

Trinya’s hive could have easily stored more books then one hundred of Alternia’s finest libraries, it was no wonder he had never heard of any of the authors she had mentioned to him. He would have to ask more about them at a later time.

He took a long sip of his tea while he was relentlessly pummeled By Trinya’s incredible powers of nagging. “If you had been asleep I obviously would have contacted you through Trollian my dear, as we now know that it’s possible to communicate with those who are dreaming from Alternia. But if I had done that then it would not have been such a pleasant surprise to see me now would it?” He gave a small smile before gulping down more of his tea only to spit some back into his cup at the stinging wrath of Trinya’s knuckles. “Oh great, a matching set! Just what I’ve always wanted for Perigee’s! How did you know?” he thought to himself, not wanting to give her another reason to punch him again.

“Telling me it would have been better to wait out the storm and yet still reprimanding me for being late? Well that’s a bit contradictory don’t you think?” His answer was met with a towel to the face, Trotsky however managed to fly back out of the line of fire. Selano carefully put down his cup of backwash tea and toweled off his damp hair.

“Don’t worry about Trotsky, he usually drinks nectar but I always carry some around for him since he has to eat so often.” Putting the towel down and leaving the disheveled mess of hair in his face, Selano quickly cranked out his sylladex and turned the handle twelve times causing the song “Pop goes the clever rodent-beast” to play. From the tiny ornate organ he pulled out a small potted plant and placed it on the ground for his lusus. Trotsky quickly lapped at the plants nectar as Selano began cranking again and pulling out more plants placing them in a neat circle along the floor. Needless to say Trotsky went to town on all of them drinking all the nectar that he could.

The flowers were an assortment of bright colors and were arranged into most of the colors of the hemospectrum reds, oranges, and yellows followed by different blues and so forth. The majority of them resembled the extinct roseweed mallows of Alternia and others like delicate dahliawood lilum. “There, that should keep him busy. I’m actually a tad hungry from the trip but I’m sure I can sleep it off, no need to worry.” Selano tried blowing the bangs out of his eyes before picking up the towel and and drying the rest of his hair, slicking the center bangs back between his horns.

Land of Atoms and Mirrors: selanovoluret: “Prrrhps ah shuud ff rthhhed bhorrr lebinn...”...

Tue, 05 Apr 2011 23:24:41 -0400

Land of Atoms and Mirrors: selanovoluret: “Prrrhps ah shuud ff rthhhed bhorrr lebinn...”...:

selanovoluret:

“Prrrhps ah shuud ff rthhhed bhorrr lebinn...” concluded Selano.

Trotsky ignored Selano’s muffled gibberish, the boy had been speaking that nonsense for a while now, and continued pulling him by the pant leg across the snowy tundra face first. Too small to fly his ward over…

“I didn’t think you’d be quite so eager to see me.” He said while being practically manhandled towards the coals. It was a very strange feeling being pulled along by a troll nearly a whole foot shorter then you but Selano didn’t necessarily mind when the only things floating around in his mind were, “Oh, warmth, glorious warmth how I’ve missed you!.” and, “Make sure you have enough vials.” Trotsky promptly hovered off of Selano’s horn and flew far enough from him that he wouldn’t get mixed in the broo ha ha.

Before he had time to even remove his boots Selano let out a low hiss and winced when a surprisingly powerful tiny fist made contact. “Well how else was I supposed to get here?” he complained while rubbing a hand at his shoulder. There was no doubt in his mind that he would find a bruise waiting for him once he stripped down from his coats. Selano made a mental note to try and avoid Trinya when she was angry, or in this case worried. Heck, just try and avoid Trinya’s fists. “And tea would be lovely my dear, you know just what to offer a half-frozen troll.” he yelled back.

Selano removed his scarf and hooded jacket first before they got anymore soggy from the now melting flakes of snow. “Yes, yes, warm up first science later. My word you’re worse then Trotsky when he nags at me.” He bent over to untie the heavy boots and hastily kicked them off into his small pile of clothing. Two more jackets were thrown off before he finally sat down and placed his hands and feet closer to the coals, basking in the warmth. All that he had left on were his pants, tube socks, and his collared long sleeve shirt, an ochre ω embroidered onto the breast pocket. Slowly he felt the numbness melting as he regained control of his fingers and toes and let out a content and breathy sigh. For a moment he completely forgot where he was once he took his eyes off the coals, goodness just how inebriated does one even have to BE to get a hive so massive?

“N-ice place you have here Trinya, really I was practically frozen in awe when I first saw it.” Selano couldn’t help but chuckle at his own terrible joke, goodness he was just so witty.

Land of Forests and Helixes: oracularoddity: massivecontradiction: Trinya blinked at Mycene. “Why...

Tue, 05 Apr 2011 16:50:58 -0400

Land of Forests and Helixes: oracularoddity: massivecontradiction: Trinya blinked at Mycene. “Why...:

oracularoddity:

massivecontradiction:

Trinya blinked at Mycene. “Why do you keep blushing? —I assume it’s blushing, at least. Your face keeps getting slightly darker.” She proceeded to awkwardly shrug at both of their attempts to put her at ease about being a good hostess. She let the…

“Prrrhps ah shuud ff rthhhed bhorrr lebinn...” concluded Selano.

Trotsky ignored Selano’s muffled gibberish, the boy had been speaking that nonsense for a while now, and continued pulling him by the pant leg across the snowy tundra face first. Too small to fly his ward over to the coordinates he was given, Trotsky simply did what he could to get the tired brat over there without both of them freezing to death. But what’s a couple miles face deep in snow? They wouldn’t get anywhere soon if they kept having to stop to and if Selano couldn’t handle that much then Trotsky would have to deem the troll as an utter disgrace.

Trotsky released his grip on Selano’s leg and flapped over to the weary troll, pecking incessantly at his hooded head. Map, Wake up and get the map yOu idiOt!!

Selano slowly turned onto his back and sat up, the entirety of his clothing coated in snow and ice. He removed his glasses and squinted at their icy appearance and frowned. Lowering the scarf that had been covering most of his face, Selano gave a few heavy huffs of breath onto the lenses and pulled up the collar of one of the lower layers of coats in order to wipe them down. Trotsky all the while rummaged through Selano’s pockets and pulled out the map himself, this kid really couldn’t do anything without him.

Unfurling the map onto his ward’s lap, Trotsky flew back up to perch himself onto one of Selano’s horns and pecked at his head once more to direct the trolls attention down to the map. “Yes, yes I’m looking already alright?” said Selano, a hint of annoyance in his tone.

Kids these days, tch, never appreciate anything! Lead yOu arOund grizzle beasts, drag yOur idiOt face Out tO the balls Of the middle of frOzen nOwhere, and this is the thanks I get??

Selano lazily scanned over the map and eyed the landscape ahead of him. “According to the coordinates she gave me it should by right around where that giant tower is…” The thought of multiple samples so close by had recovered Selano’s enthusiasm as he tried to refrain from licking his lips out in the frigid weather. It had been a while since he last “received” a proper sample and the excitement had his hands practically numbing in anticipation!

Ignoring the fact that phalangeal numbing was definitely not a sign of excitement, Selano got up and brushed the snow off of himself before continuing to waddle through the snow towards the conical tower. But the closer he got to the tower the less it became obscured by the snowfall and the more he realized…

“Oh…That’s her hive…”

Both he and Trotsky looked at each other a little wide eyed but the moment passed as Trotsky merely perched himself on Selano’s horn once more and pecked at him softer this time, an encouraging peck. With slight hesitance Selano knocked on the door soflty at first, “Trinya?” and then a bit rougher, “Trinya, it’s Selano!”

===> Wake up.

Mon, 04 Apr 2011 07:28:35 -0400

ancestroll:

You have lost count of how long you have spent in this unnamed forest. Hour by hour passed, without distinction. You still aren’t sure of where you are. Questions linger amongst you, regarding the game, this “dream” and the nature of your location.

Then everything stopped. A slow montage of images fluttered by before everything became dark. A momentary pause.

All it took was a blink.

You were not sure when you had closed your eyes, as you felt them flutter open.

The view of your hive has replaced the forest.

You are now back in Alternia.

What will you do?

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When sleeping one dreams, but it was different once the game was installed. Roaming the landscape of the dreamworld Selano easily lost track of time, there was no sunrise or sunset, just infinite light. How long had he been awake in the dream? He hadn’t thought about it much until he had his second conversation with Trinya and realized it could have easily been days since he first fell asleep.

Being awake for so long in the dream didn’t necessarily leave Selano tired, but merely restless. A want of rest without the physical implications. Selano already had a penchant for staying awake longer then what was deemed healthy for trolls his age but being in the dreamworld only further encouraged his bad habit. It was peaceful in the dream world save the few other trolls that entered. At the time he felt it better to stay hidden in the branches of trees and observe other players more cautiously. Though he wanted to quickly obtain samples rushing in head first was rarely successful.

Look at the players, what sort of personalities do they have, are there any physical weaknesses? Emotional weaknesses? He stared through his horn rimmed lenses patiently observing the others. Anything would do as long as it was something he could bend to his will if the need arose. Looking over his notepad once more before putting it in his captchalogue, Selano threw on his jacket and sat perched atop his high branch.

“How does one leave exactly?” he pondered.

It only took a moment before it dawned on him, fall asleep on Alternia, wake up in the Game. Assuming the opposite was the clear solution, Selano slowly laid himself along the length of the branch, arms and legs dangling down the sides awkwardly. Not the best position for sleep but the moment he closed his eyes Selano awoke back in his slurry of sopor and ruined notes. “Blech,” he would have to change the slime before he left for his meeting with Trinya and her guests.

Perhaps it had been the sleep deprivation he was previously suffering from before entering the game that allowed him to stay asleep for so long. His body was finally allowed to recuperate from the constant abuse it was subjected to. Despite this Selano still awoke tired…

Long hours on Alternia and long hours in the game resulted in Selano feeling more exhausted then ever despite his practically game-induced coma. He had once read that oversleeping can also be harmful to young trolls, less so then under sleeping but still unhealthy. Selano concluded his lethargic behavior was the result of his being unused to sleeping proper hours, and even less to a whole weeks worth. At worst he feared he would have to develop a proper sleeping schedule in order to prevent such events from happening again.

Merely waving off Trinya’s previous warnings and putting on as many coats as he could find Selano set off with his lusus Trotsky by his side, still suffering from a weary stupor.

Conversation the second, a day prior to today's date.

Sun, 03 Apr 2011 23:49:00 -0400

— massiveContradiction [MC] began trolling covetousConnoisseur [CC] at 18:19 —
MC: Selano?
CC: (HOw dO yOu knOw my name?.)
CC: (WhO is this??.)
MC: You did the eyebrow thing at me: i cackled:
MC: it’s Trinya; dummy:
MC: We had an excessively silly conversation:
CC: (Ah yes yes it’s all cOming back tO me nOw.)
CC: (FOrgive me it’s been a while since I’ve had a decent nights rest.)
MC: i also extended an invitation to my hive; and i was getting concerned you had died of exposure or something on the way; but:
MC: Oh good lord:
CC: (…Oh my.)
CC: (HOw lOng agO was that?.)
MC: A couple of days; i think:
MC: Two of my other guests have already arrived; and a third one is on her way:
CC: (I had assumed that it wOuld just be the twO Of us but I am nOt cOmplaining.)
MC: i mentioned your::: collection; and they were a little weirded out; but if you ask nicely; i’m sure they’d be amenable to::: donating:
CC: (Perhaps they may alsO be sO kind as tO help me with my research.)
CC: (Oh.)
MC: Hee hee:
MC: :::Originally; yes; it sort of was going to be just the two of us; but then i realized that more guests meant a larger data set:
MC: And i’m working on various means of communication in the dream that would work best with multiple parties:
CC: (He he he, well thank yOu fOr yOur cOnsideratiOn.)
CC: (COmmunicatiOn yOu say?.)
MC: Oh; and mapping: i’ve set up a triangulation system with radio transmitters:
MC: Since we enter the hub forest at random points; knowing where we are in relation to one another will make meeting up in the game much easier:
CC: (Brilliant, that dOes make things much easier.)
MC: i thought so:
CC: (Then I will be sure tO cOme jOin yOu and yOur guests as sOOn as pOssible.)
MC: Please do!
CC: (I will leave right this minute, I Only need tO find my cOat…)
MC: :::How long has it been since you got some sleep?
CC: (Hm, I wOnder. What is tOday date?.)
MC: :::if you have to ask; it’s been too long:
CC: (True enOugh.)
CC: (Ah, fOund it.)
MC: Rest before you leave: Several hours: i’ll be quite cross with you if you don’t:
MC: i don’t want to have to fret over you collapsing from exhaustion and freezing to death:
CC: (Oh dear Trinya, there is nO need tO fret Over little Old me. I have gOne much lOnger then this withOut a wink befOre.)
MC: E.S.P.E.C.i.A.L.L.Y. with the nasty conditions around my hive; curently:
CC: (..What sOrt Of cOnditiOns exactly?.)
MC: White-out blizzard conditions: intermittently turning to sleet; then freezing over; and snowing some more:
MC: And the grizzlebeasts are coming out of hibernation: Which means they’re hungry:
MC: And mean:
CC: (…Well I have severely underestimated hOw many cOats I need.)
MC: My hive’s coordinates are 56:235; 156:960:
MC: You have also underestimated how much rest you need; damn it:
MC: Unless you can fly here; it’s bad terrain to cross:
CC: (Rest and cOats are twO seperate things, ObviOusly cOats are sOmething which I must have in abundance fOr this trip..)
CC: (Rest On the Otherhand… is sOmething I can dO withOut.)
MC: i swear; Selano; if you collapse somewhere out in the ass-end of the wilderness and i have to fly out and rescue you:
MC: No fluids:
MC: None:
MC: And you can sleep outside:
CC: (What? NOOO there are mean grizzlebeasts Out there that are mean..)
CC: (What if they take my cOats?.)
MC: The meanest:
MC: With big claws and teeth:
MC: They will eat your coats:
CC: (Oh wOe is me, a man is nOthing withOut his cOats!.)
MC: Not quite true:
MC: A man is a frozen lump of meat without his coats:
MC: At least during this season:
MC: But then again; you won’t be a frozen lump of meat for very long:
MC: You will be grizzlebeast poo in very short order:
MC: Unless you’re well-rested and well-fed:
CC: (Bah, fine. But Only because yOu dOnating tO my generOus cause.)
MC: G.O.O.D.:
CC: (I will even set a timer tO ensure a prOper sleep increment is met.)
MC: i’m sacrificing my dignity: The least you can do is make sure to get here safely:
MC: Eight hours; mister:
CC: (…Eight whOle hOurs??.)
MC: if you sleep eight hours; i will pee into a cup:
MC: There goes a little more of my dignity:
CC: (If I remember cOrrectly yOu were dOnating 3 samples my dear.)
CC: (BlOOd, urine, genetic fluid.)
MC: Oh; no no: it was only blood and tears:
MC: i’ll throw in saliva and sweat:
CC: (Ah, but yOu already said yOu wOuld thrOw away sOme mOre dignity fOr me.)
CC: (Please gO right ahead.)
MC: And i will only pee into a cup if you sleep eight hours:
MC: i’m drawing the line at genetic fluid out of: Uh: inability to perform:
CC: (HOw can I say nO tO such an Offer?.)
CC: (….)
MC: And the need to retain S.O.M.E. of my self-respect:
CC: (Oh dOn’t wOrry I will nOt lOOk if that’s what yOu think I will dO.)
MC: What’s that elipsis for:
CC: (“Inability tO perfOrm.”.)
MC: L.O.O.K.; the pail just S.i.T.S. there; J.U.D.G.i.N.G. me:
CC: (Ah, but yOu will nOt be using a pail see? The vial dOesn’t judge.)
MC: The vilest of vials:
MC: And the vial will judge me too:
CC: (The vial is a transparent unjudging cOntainer I assure yOu.)
MC: You say that; but they all judge: A.L.L. of them:
CC: (DO yOu perhaps have sOme sOrt Of fOul experience with fluid cOntaining units such as, but are nOt limited tO, pails, vials, jugs, pitchers, etc.)
MC: Only when genetic material is involved:
MC: in all likelihood; i’m simply projecting my own insecureties and judgmental attitude onto inanimate objects:
MC: But it’s more amusing this way:
CC: (Perhaps, sO then yOu wOuld feel mOre cOmfOrtable with a partner?.)
MC: Why mister Selano; are you trying to seduce me?
CC: (Is that what I’m dOing? I was abOut tO suggest that One Of yOur guests help us actually.)
MC: Hee hee hee; oh good lord Belsha is going to have an absolute snark-fest with the two of us:
MC: :i
CC: (I was nOt sure if putting myself in that pOsitiOn wOuld lead me tO cOme Off as less Of a man Of science and mOre as a perverted deviant.)
MC: i was being facetious:
CC: (Oh.)
MC: Sort of:
CC: (YOur facetiOus remarks always seem tO fly right Over my head Trinya.)
MC: i’m not very good at the whole “friendly banter” thing:
CC: (SO much sO they have a designated airspace.)
MC: Hee hee hee!
CC: (“FacetiOus remarks here Only”.)
MC: And then they crash and explode into a spectacular ball of flames and horror when they run out of fuel; because no one built them a landing strip:
MC: Maybe they’ll be easier to catch in-person; because then i will be able to use non-verbal cues: Like eyebrow-waggling:
MC: Oh!
CC: (Ah yes, I’ll be sure tO suggest it tO the cOmmittee. Please insert a landing strip acrOss my frOntal lObe.)
MC: Maybe that’s what i should do to indicate silliness when i’m communicating with you via text:
MC: >:)
MC: > :)
MC: >:)
CC: (Oh my, the eyebrOws have returned. EveryOne run fOr yOur lives they are Out Of cOntrOl!.)
MC: Someone stop these lively little bastards! >:)
MC: > :)
MC: >:)
MC: > :)
CC: (It is up tO the strapping yOung scientist SelanO, vials in tOw tO cOntrOl the fOul beast and prevent them frOm running amuck!.)
MC: Oh; no! They’re knocking over buildings left and right!
MC: Civillians are running in terror!
MC: \o: >:)
MC: <o: >:)
MC: \o\ > :)
MC: \o>:)
MC: \o>:)
CC: (DO nOt wOrry dear citizens, I shall prOtect yOu by means Of awkward vial filling suggestiOns!.)
MC: \o>:)
MC: >:)
MC: >:)
CC: (EyebrOws, cease yOur flOundering at Once and cOme fill this vial!.)
MC: Om nom nom:
CC: (Genetic fluid if yOu please.)
MC: Oh good lord; i seem to have startled Mycene and Levene with my banshee-like cackling:
CC: (I am sure yOu’ve alsO awOken any hibernating grizzlebeasts left as well.)
CC: (Making my jOurney all the mOre hazardOus, curse this cOmedic affect Of mine.)
MC: Most likely; but they’ve probably run off in terror:
CC: (Mean, terrified, and hungry grizzlebeasts dO nOt seem any less dangerOus than just mean and hungry grizzlebeasts.)
CC: (They are mOre likely tO strike at me in terrOr in fact.)
MC: i don’t know about that: They’re apex predators: They are probably confused by this strange new feeling of dread; and may very well have forgotten that they’re grizzlebeasts:
MC: if you see any of them soaring about through the air because they’ve decided that they’re actually talonbeasts; i’d advise you just to turn around and go home and get more sleep:
MC: And to stop eating the sopor slime:
MC: > :)
MC: >:)
MC: > :)
MC: (That was a joke:)
CC: (YOur newfOund eyebrOw talents have relayed the message very clearly my dear.)
CC: (I am merely having trOuble respOnding due tO being pestered twO-fOld..)
MC: (Grizzlebeasts are not aerodynamic enough to fly; and they don’t have a means of propulsion that would grant them ballistic capabilities:)
MC: Oh dear: Are you pestering someone else for genetic material? Should i be jealous?
CC: (NO nO, I assure yOu there is nO need fOr jealOusy my dear Trinya. .)
CC: (Suprisingly I was pestered first, what they want I am nOt exactly sure Of..)
MC: Who is it?
MC: Also the thing about being jealous warrants more of this silliness: >:) > :)
CC: (It is sOmeOne by the name Of Urenia.)
MC: Oh! She’s::: perky:
CC: (I can tell…)
MC: Harmless:
MC: Nice enough; too:
CC: (We are apparently trading bOOks nOw.)
MC: Hee hee!
CC: (She’s Offered me a few fictiOn nOvels in exchange fOr sOme extra texts I have lying arOund.)
MC: Bluuhh:
MC: What sort of fiction?
CC: (I’m nOt quite sure but they are written by an authOr named Virginia WOlfe.)
MC: Bluuuuuuuhhhhh:
CC: (They said there was a psychOlOgical aspect tO them.)
CC: (I’m sure they will prOvide sOme meager entertainment if anything.)
MC: Not as much entertainment as the escapades of the Starship Entrollprise and her crew:
CC: (…The starship what?.)
MC: Never mind; it’s supremely nerdy: Even i am aware of that much:
CC: (NO dO tell me abOut this Starfleet, yOu have peeked my interest with yOur “Supreme Nerditude”.)
MC: Oh my god:
CC: (*piqued.)
CC: (I wOuld lOve tO hear abOut their sO called escapades.)
MC: :::Wait; i never mentioned that the Entrollprise was part of Starfleet:
MC: Y.O.U. H.A.V.E. T.i.P.P.E.D. Y.O.U.R. H.A.N.D.; N.E.R.D.:
CC: (I am…thOrOughly cOnfused and hOnestly a little frightened at what I may have just unleashed by questiOning further abOut this.)
CC: (But dO cOntinue.)
MC: Damn: Either you have a superb Trollian poker face; or you really don’t know what Troll Star Trek is:
CC: (Well I dO indeed have quite the handsOme pOkerface but I have hOnestly never heard Of TrOll Star Trek..)
MC: i suppose we’ll need to have a special viewing and reading session when you arrive:
MC: Belsha is fond of it; too:
CC: (Oh, well I guess I have just been living under a rOck apparently.)
MC: What about Trollsaac Asimov?
CC: (Asi-whO?.)
MC: ::: Arthur T: Clarke?
CC: (Uhm…?.)
MC: :::
CC: (….)
CC: (I have been living under a rOck thOusands Of feet deep belOw the surface..)
MC: Your reading material has clearly been lacking in quality:
MC: What about Kurt Vonnegutroll?
MC: Or Michael Crichtroll?
MC: Phillip Troll Dick?
CC: (I… Okay, I have never heard Of any Of these authOrs.)
MC: :::
MC: :::if i didn’t have guests; i would be flipping so many tables over right now; i can’t even tell you:
CC: (Well if it makes yOu feel any better yOu have permissiOn tO flip me upside dOwn Or sOmething when I arrive.)
MC: :::That will be fun:
CC: (Just be sure nOt tO ruin the merchandise and put me back in my bOx when yOu’re dOne playing.)
MC: And then i will be dropping a number of excellent books onto your head:
MC: Are you a bunny; Selano?
CC: (…NOw what brOught that On?.)
CC: (I can assure yOu I am One hundred percent bOna fide trOll.)
MC: i’m: Not entirely sure: i think i felt the universe shudder; and then suddenly i had the impulse to ask:
CC: (Interesting…thOugh I can assure yOu that I dO nOt have any sOrt Of bunny-like appendages. NO cOttOn tail Or pudgy paw pads, sOrry if yOu’re dissapOinted.)
MC: What about a twitchy nose or wiggly ears?
CC: (I can wiggle my ears and twitch my nOse if I please but that has nOthing tO dO with bunnies.)
MC: Hee hee:
CC: (I am an excellent ear wiggler.)
CC: (The best in all the land.)
MC: Well; that i really must see:
MC: it will undoubtedly send me into fits of hysterical cackling:
CC: (I’ll be sure tO shOw yOu when I arrive. That is, assuming I dO nOt arrive mauled and half frOzen.)
MC: if you get into trouble; just open up Trollian and tell me: Hypatia is a strong flier:
CC: (Bah, like I’ve said multiple times already “NO need tO wOrry”.)
MC: i will; anyway:
CC: (I’ll take my lusus just in case, he’s nOt gOOd fOr flying but I’m sure he can serve as a lOOkOut fOr any grizzlebeasts that may head my way.)
MC: Certainly:
CC: (Well then I will see yOu in apprOximately…well mOre than 8 hOurs but less than 20.)
MC: i’m holding you to the sleep promise:
CC: (I have the timer all set and ready drill sergeant.)
MC: Don’t make me break out my war face:
CC: ( I’m sure it cOuld even scare the grizzlebeasts my dear.)
MC: They tend to fall over; stone dead:
MC: After shitting themselves:
CC: (A shit prOpelled statue Of sOrts? Excuse my language.)
MC: E.X.A.C.T.L.Y.: The force of the fear-shitting generally gets them a few solid feet of pretty sweet air:
CC: (It must be unreal hOw much air they are getting.)
MC: And watch your fucking mouth: Fingers: Fucking typing: Whatever:
MC: >:)
MC: > :)
MC: >:)
CC: (He he he, yes drill sergeant Trinya.)
MC: i love it when you call me “sir:”
CC: (If it will allOw yOu tO give me a sample Of genetic fluid then I wOuld call yOu “Sir,” as much as yOu’d like.)
CC: (This is a seriOus Offer and in nO way an innuendO.)
MC: No; no; no; the “sir” bit is what makes the genetic material easier to okay no this is crossing the line of silliness again:
MC: How do you do that:
CC: (DO what?.)
MC: Manage to turn me all silly:
MC: You’re worse than Belsha with making me bring the silliness:
CC: (Well I believe seriOus scientifically minded individuals such as Ourselves deserve a mOment Of silliness..)
CC: (Or perhaps I am just a jerky silly scientist with a penchant fOr asking yOung unsuspecting trOlls fOr their genetic fluids.)
CC: (It is yOur call tO make.)
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MC: O.H. N.O.O.O.O.O.O.O.O.O.
CC: (} B).)
CC: (It must be sOmething in the water, nOw I have irradic eyebrOws as well.)
CC: (}B).)
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MC: ASDF..ASFsxfsaf:dFD.FSAdF.::
MC: S.O. S.A.U.C.Y.; Mister Selano:
CC: (I am the sauciest scientist this side Of Alternia I’ll have yOu knOw.)
MC: Hee hee hee:
MC: i should let you go get some sleep:
CC: (NOt even an chef is able tO Out sauce me.)
CC: (Ah yes, I had nearly fOrgOtten. It is nOt as thOugh I have already started the timer Or anything.)
CC: (Like that.)
MC: S.E.L.A.N.O.::::::::::
CC: (Yes my dear Trinya?.)
MC: Please imagine me shaking my fist at you in exasperation:
MC: Now go to sleep:
CC: (Imagining…nOw laughing at hOw pOsitively hilariOus yOu face lOOks in said imagined state.)
CC: (And will mOst likely keep laughing intO my sleep .)
MC: Go to bed right now young man; or i will track you down at this very moment and make faces at you in person:
MC: This will have to do for now; though:
MC: >:|
MC: >8|
MC: D8< GO TO SLEEP:
CC: (Yes, yes I’m gOing, I’m gOOOOing.)
MC: Sleep well:
CC: (Have fun with yOur guests, I shall arrive sOOn enOugh. GOOdnight.)

Conversation the first, backtracked.

Sun, 03 Apr 2011 23:44:10 -0400

— massiveContradiction [MC] began trolling covetousConnoisseur [CC] at 20:51 —
MC: i don’t think i’ve seen your trolltag before:
MC: Are you new to the game?
CC: (SOmewhat.)
MC: Ha; well; i guess we all are; somewhat:
MC: i’m Trinya:
CC: (Trinya, what a lovely name.)
CC: (A lOvely name tO match a lOvely hue Of blue.)
CC: (FOrgive me, I am still rather new tO this TrOllian cOntraptiOn.)
MC: Ah:
MC: Well: Please don’t flatter me with empty platitudes:
MC: Your name is:::?
CC: (Ah, hOw rude Of me. My name is SelanO, pleasure tO make yOur aquaintance.)
MC: Likewise; Selano:
CC: ((okay shoot let me just program this quirk i’m so nervous i kep forgetting it “orz)
MC: ((hahaha; no worries:))
MC: ((DON’T BE NERVOUS: WE’RE ALL FRENS HURR))
CC: (Testing testing One twO three.)
CC: (Oh gOOd.)
MC: ((:D))
CC: (And I can assure yOu it was nOt flattery, the cOlOr Of yOu blOOd is truley exquisite.)
MC: i wouldn’t know:
CC: (Oh excuse me i meant yOur fOnt, yes.)
MC: i assume they’re the same color:
CC: (I am actually cOnducting an experiment that requires blOOd samples and wOuld be hOnOred if yOu wOuld make a cOntributiOn.)
MC: My lusus seemed to think it was important that my text be whatever color it is; so:
MC: :::Really? What sort of experiment?
CC: (It is tOp secret Of cOurse but I am planning On shOwing it tO the Queen when it’s finished.)
CC: (SO i suppOse yOu can say the big impOrtant kind Of experiment, sO keep it hush hush.)
MC: Well; i’d be more inclined to contribute if i knew what kind of experiment you were conducting:
CC: (As much as I wOuld like tO reveal the innerwOrkings Of said experiment I fear that anOther may try and steal the idea.)
MC: :::if it contributes to all basic knowledge; why does it matter who has the idea?
CC: (It matters because ObviOusly I want the credit.)
MC: i mean; sure; lots of important breakthroughs came from single; brilliant minds; but just as many came from more than one troll in collaboration:
MC: :::Ah:
MC: :::That’s a bit petty:
MC: is it a cloning experiment?
CC: (NO nO, nOthing Of the sOrt.)
CC: (Let us just say, it wOuld change trOll sOciety if accepted by Her Highness.)
MC: A genetic recombinant experiment? Some alternative means of reproduction that would make the Mother Grub superfluous?
CC: (Haha, cute. But nO.)
CC: (It seems yOu have an interest in the sciences?)
MC: Well; i wouldn’t call something like that “cute:” The rate of population growth would be altered; and it might make colonization of exoplanets much simpler:
MC: :::To say the least; yes:
CC: (Hm, then frOm One science lOver tO anOther I shall tell yOu this: it wOuld fOrever change hOw we trOlls lOOk at the caste system.)
CC: (And that is all I am willing tO say.)
MC: :::Ah: So you’re sort of obsessed with this hemospectrum moobeast-shit; too:
CC: (TOO?)
MC: Another player named Siarde is very discontent with the whole arbitrary mess; yes:
MC: i think he mentioned that he was “low” on the spectrum? But he was intelligent and engaging; so/
MC: :
CC: (Hm, I will have tO keep an eye Out fOr them then.)
MC: Meanwhile; i have met a seadweller who is the epitome of all things foolish and frivolous:
MC: Thus; arbitrary:
CC: (Oh my, a highblOOd?)
MC: Ugh:
MC: A fish-faced moron:
CC: (The mOre mOrOnic the trOll the easier the sample is tO Obtain.)
CC: (And I have nOt had much luck Obtaining the blOOd Of a sea dweller yet.)
MC: Hee hee: Well; should things go my way; there will be more than enough of his blood spilled for you to get all the samples you could want:
CC: (I wOuld be extremely grateful, especially if yOu dOnated as well my dear.)
MC: Like i said; i’d be much more inclined to “donate” willingly if i knew more about the experiment:
MC: Otherwise; you’d have to take your “sample” by force:
MC: And such action will likely result in one of us being maimed; or worse:
CC: (I prefer nOt tO sully my hands but if that is the Only way I am willing tO take my chances. }B))
CC: (Maiming is the least Of my wOrries.)
MC: Or you could share a bit more information; and i would gladly help you with collecting samples from others:
MC: :::Wait:
MC: You said that your hypothesis; if true; would change society; particularly the caste system; correct?
CC: (COrrect.)
MC: But you intend to bring your results to the Empress?
CC: (Indeed.)
CC: (Once again, cOrrect.)
MC: :::Why would she want to change the caste system? She benefits the most from maintaining the status quo:
CC: (Ah, see there in lies the beauty Of it.)
MC: Well; no; that just seems foolish:
CC: (YOu seem tO think that I will be bringing my hypOthesis tO the queen fOr her tO accept the change.)
CC: (Quite the OppOsite.)
CC: (It shall be the start Of a RevOlutiOn.)
CC: (Oh my, perhaps I have said tOO much.)
MC: Or an execution:
CC: (SOmetimes death is necessary in times Of change my dear Trinya.)
CC: (And my name shall gO dOwn in histOry as my death sparks the flame Of a new revOlutiOn.)
MC: Unless you get your stupid ass murdered before anyone finds out about whatever revolutionary idea you’re cultivating:
CC: (It has suddenly dawned On me that perhaps I have nOt been as secretive abOut this as I had first intended.)
MC: it’s not as though i’m going to tell anyone:
MC: i have a feeling that i make the other players rather uncomfortable:
MC: And any relationships i had have been terminated:
CC: (Yes well then it wOuld be in yOur best interest tO, hOw dO they say, keep yOur lips shut. Or sOmething alOng thOse lines.)
MC: Besides; all i know is that your experiment has something to do with the hemospectrum and an alteration to the caste system based on it:
MC: And it’s not like i would be able to “steal” your research; since i can’t detect hues:
CC: (PardOn?)
MC: i’m colorblind; dumbass:
CC: (Yes, clearly I’m the dumbass fOr nOt knOwing this upOn Our first cOnversatiOn. “My bad.”)
MC: :::Sorry:
MC: i haven’t had much sleep lately:
MC: i can be a bit short with others:
CC: (That makes twO Of us, but it’s quite alright I fOrgive yOu.)
MC: And trying to figure out this game is frustrating to no end:
CC: (Yes, it has already given me mOre migraines then I can cOunt.)
CC: ((AlsO in return fOr my fOrgiveness I ask fOr One fluid sample.)
CC: (Of yOur chOOsing Of cOurse.)
MC: Hee hee:
MC: :::
MC: :::i seriously need to get my mind out of the gutter:
MC: This is the second time in the past week that i “went there:”
MC: :::
MC: :::You’re not hitting on me; are you?
CC: ((Oh nO, I assure yOu everything I say is in the name Of science Of cOurse.))
MC: :::
CC: (But if yOu wOuld like tO dOnate yOur genetic material I wOuld be mOre then happy tO take it.)
MC: Oh my god:
MC: Just
CC: (Is that nOt what yOu were getting at?)
MC: :::
CC: (Perhaps I was mistaken.)
MC: Not in a serious way:
MC: Wow:
CC: (Oh.)
MC: Are you secretly a weird pervert?
CC: (I am called many things.)
CC: (But I can assure yOu I am just a man Of science.)
MC: i bet you say that to all the innocent unsuspecting trolls:
MC: (Oh; i’m just a man Of science; cOllecting blOOd samples!)
CC: (Fluid samples. BlOOd is merely One Of which I cOllect.)
MC: (Wait; what’s this? Fancy that; i just happen tO have a bucket here!)
CC: (…)
MC: (Care tO dOnate?) And then you waggle your eyebrows lasciviously at them:
CC: (Are yOu mOcking me?)
MC: Yes:
MC: in a friendly sort of way:
CC: (By nO means are yOu carrying yOurself Off as “innOcent” and “unsuspecting.”)
CC: (Especially with that mind Of yOurs raking thrOugh the gutter.)
MC: i never claimed to be innocent or unsuspecting:
MC: i am the most jaded and suspicious troll you could ever hope not to meet:
CC: (…)
CC: (And suddenly I am regretting speaking Of my hypOthesis with yOu even mOre sO then earlier.)
MC: Why; because i’m busting your bulge?
CC: (NO, because yOu seem tO have me pinned as sOme sOrt Of sexual deviant with a bucket-filling agenda.)
MC: :::i was busting your bulge:
CC: (Shut up.)
MC: :::
MC: Did you just tell me to shut up?
MC: i’m reading it there; but i think my eyes might be playing tricks on me:
MC: Having been so sleep-deprived:
CC: (Oh, I thOught yOu said yOu were cOlOr blind nOt blind.)
CC: (My mistake.)
CC: (Or perhaps this is all a sleep deprived dream yOu are having and I am the suave scientist here tO take yOur genetic material.)
MC: :::Well; no; i’m just saying that if you told me to shut up over a bit of light-hearted joshing; we might have a real problem:
CC: (Yes, let us fill buckets until the sun sets as we speak Of derivitive theOrems.)
MC: Ooh; Mister Scientist:
CC: (I suppOse being deprived Of sleep dOes shOrten Ones fuse a bit.)
CC: (But I am sO lanky and alsO my quadrants are Open?)
MC: You know derivitive theorems really do make me so hot under the okay yeah no i can’t
MC: oh my god
CC: (I can make jOkes tOO see.)
MC: Excuse me for a moment: i have the sudden urge to mash the keyboard and make horrible shrieking cackle noises:
MC: :::
MC: :::Alright: i think it’s passed:
CC: (I believe this is the pOint where I waggle my eyebrOws lascivOusly at the screen.)
MC: askfjdldhbliae vag;fnv
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MC: STOP iT
MC: S.T.O.P.
CC: (Or sOmething like that.)
MC: O.H:. MY G:.OD:.
CC: (YOur reactiOn is beyOnd amusing it is Only making my brOws gO wild.)
CC: (} B))
MC: :::i don’t think i have ever made a noise like that before in my entire life:
CC: (}B))
CC: (They are Out Of cOntrOl.)
CC: (} B))
CC: (}B))
MC: LSKDJF.AL:.:::..
CC: (Yes, a gOOd reactiOn. I will make nOte Of it.)
MC: Oh my god:
CC: ((GOd cannOt help yOu in the face Of science my dear Trinya.)
MC: i’m experiencing chest pains:
CC: (Perhaps this is One Of thOse times where One shOuld lay dOwn and “take a mOment tO breath.”)
CC: (In, and Out. In, and Out.)
CC: (It is nOt sO hard.)
MC: :::My face hurts; too:
MC: What is this devilry you have hexed me with; fiend?
CC: (Yes, I am the rOguish scientist here tO give yOung unsuspecting trOlls chest palpitatiOns beyOnd their cOntrOl as well as facial pain.)
CC: (It is I.)
MC: Damn you and your scheming! You have broken my protective shell of suspicion and cynicism!
CC: (HOwever, I can say that this has never happened befOre. Perhaps my fiendish pOwers are grOwing day by day?)
MC: Or i have a particularly bizarre sense of humor:
MC: :::Which is a revelation for me; considering i didn’t think i had one at all:
CC: (I am gOing tO cOnsider yOur statement and say it is a bit Of bOth.)
CC: (A bizarre scientist fOr a bizarre sense Of humOr.)
MC: That’s probably likely; yes:
CC: (Well as lOvely as it is knOwing that I have blessed yOu with the knOwledge that yOu have sOme sOrt Of humOr in yOu I have One thing tO say.)
MC: :::No; i’m not going to steal your research:
MC: i have so little interest in the hemospectrum that it practically constitutes a vaccuum:
CC: (NOt that. My fiendish scientist pOwers wOuld Only grOw ten thOusand fOld if yOu did as I wOuld rampage acrOss the land in seek Of vengeance.)
CC: (*in search)
MC: Hee hee:
MC: Okay; then; what?
CC: (I meant that I did nOt get a “nO” abOut dOnating that genetic material.)
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CC: (}B))
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CC: (}B))
MC: O.H. G.O.O.O.O.O.D. S.TO.O.OO.OO.:::P
MC: F.i.N.E
MC: M.E.R.C.Y.
MC: :::Oh; wait
CC: (Oh, wOnderful)
MC: G.E.N.E.T.i.C. M.A.T.E.R.i.A.L
CC: (Oh my in my haste I even fOrgOt tO end my sentence.)
CC: (Yes, genetic material. YOuR wOrds were “Fine.”)
CC: (And I am hOlding yOu tO it Trinya dear.)
MC: A.T. L.E.A.S.T. T.A.K.E. M.E. O.U.T. F.O.R. D.i.N.N.E.R. F.i.R.S.T.
CC: (…)
CC: (Excuse me?)
CC: (…)
MC: Ooh; is it my turn to do the thing?
MC: >8)
MC: > 8)
MC: >8)
MC: > 8)
CC: (Oh yOu wanted sOme sOrt Of cOmpensatiOn fOr….the dOnatiOn?)
CC: (…)
MC: Or; wait; actually:
MC: >8)
MC: > 8)
CC: (Oh, am I mistaken again?)
MC: >8)
CC: (I dOn’t…)
MC: Oh; balls; that didn’t work:
CC: (Please cOntrOl yOur eyebrOws Trinya.)
MC: :::What?
CC: (…Nevermind, I am prObably just mistaken in my thinking.)
MC: They’re just so thrilled to be doing something other than being knitted together in consternation:
CC: (A tiring pOsitiOn I am sure.)
MC: Wait; are you serious about the :::genetic material?
CC: (Well I said yOu cOuld dOnate a fluid Of yOur chOOsing.)
MC: :::
CC: (Why yOu chOse genetic material I myself am nOt quite…sure.)
MC: :::Well:
MC: :::
MC: :::Can we not discuss it any more:
CC: (That is nOt tO say I will nOt take It I mean, any sample is a gOOd sample)
CC: (…)
MC: :::
CC: (I think it is at this pOint where I will shut my lips.)
MC: :::Wait; if you’re researching the hemospectrum; why would you even have a U.S.E. for genetic material?
MC: i mean; blood is blood; and genetic material::: isn’t:
CC: (Well, blOOd is One cOlOr and then tears fOr example are mOre transluscent and lighter)
MC: ::::::::::
CC: (And well genetic material is anOther sOrt Of varient upOn the cOlOr…))
MC: Oh; G.R.O.S.S.:
MC: :::
MC: That outburst was highly unprofessional: i apologize:
CC: (Yes well, nO One ever said science was all fund and games)
CC: (*FUN)
CC: (As I’ve said befOre I cOllect a variaty Of fluids, as Off putting as that may sOund..)
CC: (I will nOw await the reactiOn as yOur mind wanders further On the subject.)
MC: i think my reaction has more to do with hormones and being a flighty broad because of them:
CC: (I dO nOt understand.)
MC: :::To be honest; the genetic material business is the most::: off-putting? Upsetting? Just by virtue of its being genetic material:
MC: T.i.T.i.L.L.A.T.i.N.G. that’s the word:
MC: :::Sort of:
MC: it’s closer:
CC: (…Oh my, sO my hObby is titillating tO yOu?.)
MC: No!
MC: Oh my god you’re going to start with the eyebrows again aren’t you:
CC: (Only if my statement is true..)
CC: (Which it sO ObviOusly is.)
MC: No!
CC: (Admit it, yOu want tO becOme my subOrdinate and cOllect samples with me. Especially the genetic material..)
MC: i guess it’s titillating because others might perceive it as scandalous:::?
MC: O.H. M.Y. G.O.D.
CC: (Yes, yOu want tO be a scandalOus subOrdinate.)
MC: :::Only if you could best me in fair combat:
CC: (Hm, well I cOuld surely put up a fair fight hOwever…)
CC: (I actually dO nOt have any subOrdinate pOsitiOns Open at this time.)
CC: (HOwever a dOnatiOn Of yOur fluids wOuld be readily accepted.)
MC: H.E.’S. S.O.L.i.C.i.T.i.N.G. F.O.R. F.L.U.i.D.S. A.G.A.i.N.:
CC: (I cannOt even believe yOu wOuld cOnsider being a genetic material subOrdinate thOugh, hOw much mOre scandalOus can yOu get?.)
MC: Yes; okay; fine; god; i’ll give you a sample of my blood:
MC: But only because you have amused me so much:
CC: (And are we still On fOr dinner?.)
MC: O.H. M.Y. G.O.D.
MC: i can’t even
CC: (I said I wOuld hOld yOu tO it.)
MC: W.H.A.T
CC: (Here cOme the eyebrOws again.)
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MC: N.O.O.O.O.O.O.O.O.
CC: (}B).)
CC: (}   B).)
CC: (}B).)
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CC: (}B).)
MC: Excuse me i need to go flip something over in a mixture of delight and confusion:
MC: Like a table covered in loose papers:
CC: (Well please be quick abOut it as we have tO set Of a date fOr Our dinner Trinya dear.)
MC: Well; that was festive:
MC: :::You’re not actually serious; are you?
CC: (I wOuld imagine sO.)
CC: (I cannOt be mOre seriOus when it cOmes tO science.)
MC: :::i meant about the dinner thing: Not about the blood sample; obviously that’s important data collection:
CC: (…Once again, I cannOt be mOre seriOus when it cOmes tO science.)
MC: :::So it would be just a science thing; then:
CC: (In theOry, yes.)
MC: Alright: i think i can deal with that:
CC: (Unless yOu percieve it as sOmething else?.)
MC: No!
MC: Er:
MC: Of course not:
CC: (Me thinks the trOll dOth prOtest tOO much.)
CC: (Or sOmething like that.)
CC: (But if yOu say sO.)
MC: Actually; i’d welcome the chance to discuss my current hypotheses about the Ancestroll program face-to-face:
CC: (Oh my, that sOunds lOvely.)
MC: :::But if you start talking like some kind of monocle-wearing Ye Olde Fop; i will be forced to take violent measures to prevent it in the future:
CC: (Oh stOp it yOu, befOre yOu make me think yOu have sOme sOrt Of black leaning fOr me.)
MC: Hee hee; i’m afraid i’m already courting a kismesis:
CC: (HOw nice, and yet here I sit quadrantless and surrOunded by blOOd and fluid samples.)
MC: :::Who happens to talk like a monocle-wearing Ye Olde Fop:
MC: Oh; pish-posh:
CC: (Oh, I see nOw what yOu meant!.)
MC: Alas; my hate is unrequited:
MC: i even made a graphic threat to his life!
CC: (A blackrOm tO end all blackrOms.)
CC: (Oh yOu’re sure mOving fast!.)
MC: The spadeful-est of spades:
MC: i can’t help it!
MC: i start seething just T.H.i.N.K.i.N.G. about it!
CC: (Perhaps One Of these days I will perfOrm a study On trOll rOmance .)
CC: (Yet my current hypOthesis is already quite time cOnsuming withOut any side prOjects.)
MC: Ugh: it’s so frustratingly useless:
CC: (Yet sOmehOw mesmerizing.)
MC: But some kind of biological hardwiring makes it inevitable:
MC: Stupid biological imperatives:
CC: (Hahaha, yes quite. .)
CC: (It is still quite the interesting subject when bOiled dOwn tO cOre genetics and biOlOgy dOn’t yOu think?.)
MC: Absolutely:
MC: But to back up a bit; where would you prefer to meet?
MC: it’s possible to meet in the game; but i would also like to extend an invitation to my hive:
MC: it happens to be in a very remote; inhospitable area; unfortunately:
CC: (Well I’m sure yOur hive wOuld prOvide a much nicer atmOsphere then my shOddy shack.)
MC: Well; maybe: That depends on how much you like books:
CC: (Printed knOwledge, what is there nOt tO like?.)
MC: And we’ve discovered that items in our sylladexes carry over from the dream into reality; so sample-collection wouldn’t be hindered:
MC: My thoughts exactly; Selano:
CC: (HOw the game mechanics manage tO pullOff such a feat is mind bOggling tO me..)
MC: Which is precisely why i’ve been trying to figure it out:
CC: (I wOuld lOve tO hear yOur thOughts On it mOre, but alas we must save it fOr Our dinner night.)
MC: :::if you do visit my hive; would you mind if i made some observations while you slept and “played the game;” as it were?
CC: (One mOment I must find a pOwer sOurce.)
MC: Observation of the physical body of the dreamer is one of the more grievous blanks spots in my data about the game:
CC: (Since yOu are graciOusly helping me with nOt One, but twO samples fOr my experiment I dO nOt see why nOt..)
MC: :::
MC: You’re actually going to hold me to the genetic material joke?
CC: (TO put it simply, yes.)
MC: :::Well:
MC: i’m: Not sure how i feel about all of this:
CC: (I thOught this was what the dinner fOr.)
MC: :::That was said in equivalent amounts of jest:
CC: (…WELL.)
CC: (This has sOrely becOme quite the awkward situatiOn.)
MC: Oh my god:
MC: So awkward:
CC: (Well, yOu did prOmise thOugh. And we already have dinner plans…)
CC: (And I can shOw yOu the vile I will put it in? I can assure yOu nO buckets will be invOlved.)
MC: :::i’m sure that if you do the eyebrows thing when you get here; i could supply you with tears; instead:
CC: (If I’m alsO able tO get tears well a happy SelanO I will be.)
CC: (But, as a troll Of my wOrd I am still hOlding yOu tO it.)
MC: Provided you aren’t driven away by the manic howls of glee i will be emitting simultaneously:
CC: (I’ll be sure tO wear earplugs.)
MC: Hee hee:
CC: (I have a few errands tO run but I lOOk fOrward tO Our dinner Trinya.)
CC: (Farewell.)
MC: As do i:
MC: Until next time; Selano:
— covetousConnoisseur [CC] gave up trolling massiveContradiction [MC] at 23:35 —

Land of Pulse and Labryinths: ===> Go to sleep.

Sun, 03 Apr 2011 21:35:35 -0400

Land of Pulse and Labryinths: ===> Go to sleep.:

nahval:

selanovoluret:

nahval:

It was a relief to take a stroll. Nahval quickly put distance between himself and Urenia and Circum after the conversation had swiftly gone downhill. It gave him time to think and ponder alone without anyone rudely butting in on his train of thought without heed.

Nahval decided he needed to find an exit. How had he left last time?

As he scanned the area thoughtfully, Nahval felt the presence of an uninvited stranger. Whether it would be a pleasant or unpleasant surprise, he wanted to find out soon.

“ Please make thyselfe seen . Sneak attacks are cowardly . “

He chuckled softly to himself as soon as he caught a glimpse of the trolls facial fins, mouth screwing into a toothy grin. Never would he think that his first encounter would be with a highblood. Selano straightened his back and quickly regained composure before stepping out from behind the tree.

“Oh don’t flatter yourself, I have no reason to attack,” he said raising up both his hands, “And I am unarmed, see?”

Flatter himself? One could never be too careful regarding such matters! Nahval felt disgusted. It seems that today was fated to be a foul day for him.

“ J see . “

Weapons could be hidden though and Nahval knew all too well that cowardly trolls wouldn’t hesitate to use underhanded tricks. He made a mental note to keep his distance. One could never be too sure of the intentions of others.

“ Thy name then good sjr , jf thov does not mjnd . “

“Didn’t your lusus ever teach you that when asking for someone’s name it is only polite first state your own?” he said with a facetious smile. Selano never had the “pleasure” of meeting (or collecting) from a sea dwelling troll before, however it was no surprise to him to find that they would be somewhat snobbish in nature. The accent of the Shakespearean troll’s words only further proved his preconceived thoughts.

“But I suppose I will just have to make an exception this time.” The ochre blooded troll playfully tipped a non existent hat from his head and gave a slight bow before answering, “Selano Volure, at your service.”

[full body pic coming in soon, sorry I’ve been so slow I...

Sat, 02 Apr 2011 06:37:01 -0400

[full body pic coming in soon, sorry I’ve been so slow I will catch up with posts tomorrow “orz]

Land of Pulse and Labryinths: ===> Go to sleep.

Mon, 28 Mar 2011 01:43:24 -0400

Land of Pulse and Labryinths: ===> Go to sleep.:

nahval:

It was a relief to take a stroll. Nahval quickly put distance between himself and Urenia and Circum after the conversation had swiftly gone downhill. It gave him time to think and ponder alone without anyone rudely butting in on his train of thought without heed.

Nahval decided he needed to find an exit. How had he left last time?

As he scanned the area thoughtfully, Nahval felt the presence of an uninvited stranger. Whether it would be a pleasant or unpleasant surprise, he wanted to find out soon.

“ Please make thyselfe seen . Sneak attacks are cowardly . “

He chuckled softly to himself as soon as he caught a glimpse of the trolls facial fins, mouth screwing into a toothy grin. Never would he think that his first encounter would be with a highblood. Selano straightened his back and quickly regained composure before stepping out from behind the tree.

“Oh don’t flatter yourself, I have no reason to attack,” he said raising up both his hands, “And I am unarmed, see?”

===> Go to sleep.

Sat, 19 Mar 2011 02:04:00 -0400

ancestroll:

After executing and loading ANCESTROLL.EXE a GAME CLIENT has popped up on your screen. Yet it seems to do nothing except to display some details about you.

Curiously enough despite reading all the instructions, you aren’t quite sure what to do next. Or maybe you don’t care. Meanwhile with or without your knowledge or consent, it seems that suddenly your Trollian has added a bunch of foreign trolltags, namely those of the other players.

Either way, you end up sleeping in your recuperacoon, only to wake up moments later.

But you aren’t in your hive. Or in Alternia for that matter.

Did you even wake up in the first place?

Looking around, the place stirs a sense of familiarity within you. Unconsciously you are no stranger to these lands, as if it is a land of your own construction. You decide to explore the surrounding area as much as you would care to do.

Then you stumble across a single portal. It looks pretty simple actually, just a glowing white ring. Whoever made this must have been short on time or effort. Or both.

You end up entering the portal one way or another.

===> Enter the portal

The portal had taken you somewhere green, very green. It is also sunny, blindingly so, yet apparently it seems to be of no harm. There are trees left, right and center, practically everywhere and in such abundance you are grateful, curious or perhaps apathetic to the fact that you have fortunately landed in a small clearing.

You can see a figure approaching. It is another troll, or two, or three. Maybe more? You aren’t quite sure.

What will you do?

Selano quickly read through the instructions with feigned interest as his trollian was suddenly filled to the brim with trolltags. Looking through the names his lips curled into a wry smile. Perhaps this playing this game would end up paying off much more then he first calculated. Quickly he tried to uncover what was the next step to the game clicking, reading and re-reading but to no avail. Selano’s face turned cross as he stared at his screen in thought…

“Perhaps it is some sort of timed system…” he pondered. His lusus began hovering over his head and pecking at his horns for a moment before taking off again. It was his way of checking up on Selano in a way. Snapping out of his musing Selano looked up at his lusus and knew his father had a point. It had been god know’s how long since he last slept and the stress was obviously getting to him.

Slowly he slipped into the sopor letting himself drift off into slumber, but only for a moment. Somehow he awoke in the midst of a pathway of foliage, blood pounding in his ears. The sound was odd yet somehow alluring to him. Following the path further he found himself open to a multitude of pathways to take, some leading no where, some leading back to another pathway, but there was one path that lead to a cross roads. In the center there stood a glowing white portal. Bound by his sense of curiosity Selano steps through only to find a much plainer landscape in his view.

“A clearing of all things, how… quaint” he remarked. Frankly he would have much rather preferred to stay in the previous hedged labyrinth but there was no helping it. Idly he walked around the clearing observing the details before noticing a a foreign shadow near him. Quickly he hid behind the nearest tree and laid in wait until he had a better view of the unknown figure.

===> ANCESTROLL.EXE

Fri, 18 Mar 2011 04:12:08 -0400

ancestroll:

You are a troll living in Alternia. You have recently acquired this copy of “ANCESTROLL” by means that only you are privy to.

What will you do?

===> Install the game.

Selano sat at his desk idly as he leaned back in his chair, lost in the endless inner workings and calculations of his mind. Suddenly, like a bolt of lightning, he sprung forward and flicked the pencil off his ear and onto one of the many scraps of paper littering his desk. Quickly he jotted down half a page of notes in what most would call illegible scribbles before noticing that the surface under the paper was uneven.

Slowly he lifted up the sheet only to find a copy of “ANCESTROLL” beneath it. Selano picked up the game with curiosity as he began looking at the strange packaging, wondering when he could have possibly picked it up. It was not often he brought home more then a supply of beakers and reading material. Perhaps it was hidden between the pages of one of his medical texts and fell out when he removed them from his desk.

It wouldn’t hurt to try playing if only to see just what sort of game it was. He’d actually been feeling pretty bored lately and needed an outlet for when blood sampling plans didn’t go well. Selano allowed the game to install as he went back to jotting down his notes hoping that it wouldn’t end up being a waste of time and space on his computer.