(cute boxes are kinda my weakness)

Your name is Kezria Maalme and you are a COLLECTOR. Well, some might call you a HOARDER, to which you say you like to think that you COLLECT COLLECTIONS! ♥ ♦ ♣ ♠

[sretann]

sketch commission i just finished in stream! was a lot of fun! 

[faithfulintellect]

(OOC: Thank you!! She’s so cute and sweepy =3

One day I will post actual content to this blog. Until then, have more pictures!)

[faithfulintellect]

((OOC: eeee more pretty pictures!!! Lookitherfaaaaace~!

This one is by Emily Dahms [theresyouranswerfishbulb]!!))

[taped-up-jetpacks]

Commission done for my friend Re.

[faithfulintellect]

((ooc: Eeee thanks! =3))

[faithfulintellect]

((ooc: SQUEAL!! This is a gift from eilonna. It's so perfect.

Kezria looks really really smug about something. I'm not even sure what. It's not murder, because Kezria doesn't do the murder thing if she can help it. She probably is thinking about getting a new collection piece. Maybe a new weapon? (Because even though no murder, she still collects weapons because weapons are cool, okay) Yeah, that's probably it.))

[insidioushuldra]

IH: Troll your moirail; Ignore your lusus

[faithfulintellect]

You wince. That is quite a bit of damage.

You don’t really want to tell her that she should be less violent and blahblahblah right now because you know she feels bad about it and she probably was just trolling you to vent.

So, for now you’re just be sympathetic and you can jam the rest of it out later.

FI: *winces* (Yikes.)

FI: (Maybe you should just call the carpenter drones now?) (Instead of waiting until later.)

FI: (I figure hive collapse is one of those things you want taken care of sooner rather than later.)

You have to try really, really hard not to squee when she not only sends you the sign but also the blood color, and of both trolls. You can’t help but be a little giddy that she’s indulging you like this though.

You might be a little bit weird.

FI: {{!!!! Thanks!!}}

FI: {That was more than I was hoping for.}

FI: {Yes, yes I have it in my sylladex. It even gets its own drawer.} {Perfectly easy to find.}

Speaking of which, you get it out and flip around until you find the right places, and then write down the info. Thankfully the signs aren’t too hard to draw free hand. You’ve come across some annoyingly complicated ones in your time.

FI: {Thanks again! You’re the best. <>}

[insidioushuldra]

IH: I pro6a6ly should, huh.

IH: I don’t like calling the drones, though. They’re creepy. 6ut yeah I’ll call them.

You open a clean tab on your web browser and pull up the drone requests page. You log in, confirm your blood color and hive coordinates, and start filling out drop-down menus. No, you aren’t on a moving hive, yes the surrounding lands are dangerous, and no, trolls shouldn’t accompany the drones. The request goes through, and you go back to Trollian.

IH: Drones will be here tomorrow to take care of it.

The music coming through your headphones switches from classic rock to something more modern, and you find yourself bouncing along in time with the beat.

IH: I’m sure your 6ook is easy to find. I should have known 6etter. Silly me.

IH: And I am the 6est. Simply the greatest.

IH: Haha, thank you, dear. <>

[faithfulintellect]

FI: (Good girl! =P) ((hehe))

FI: (Yes, you should've. Shame on you.)

You can't stop yourself from grinning at the text diamond. And you don't really have much else to say, so you just send an emote back.

FI: { =D }

[insidioushuldra]

IH: Troll your moirail; Ignore your lusus

[faithfulintellect]

FI: (I {could} know a subjuggulator that likes lowbloods.}

FI: (I just don’t think I’d know them very {long})

FI: (You know. What with my being a lowblood and their liking corpses)

FI: (Mmm fun times.)

FI: (Yeah, I’ll remind you.)

FI: (Did you break the wall fighting the purrbeast, or the troll?) (just curious)

You grimace. You kind of want to ask about the troll’s sign and blood color for your book.

But it’s also pretty inconsiderate! Seeing as they just died and all.

Bluh. Oh well.

FI: ((uh)) (That troll didn’t by chance have their sign on them, did they?)

FI: (you know, for my book) ((bluh))

[insidioushuldra]

IH: You never know. Purples are weird.

You sigh, rub your temple, and type out the next lines one-handed.

IH: I might have may6e 6roken two walls.

IH: May6e I 6roke one fighting that troll, and another fighting that animal.

IH: May6e one of them was a structurally important supporting wall and may6e a third of my hive is slowly collapsing into itself.

IH: May6e.

IH: As to the troll’s sign and stuff, give me a moment.

You open up PainTroll and think for a little before poking around at the color palette.

IH: I think it was about #E67300.

It isn’t hard to sketch up the appropriate symbol, and in a few moments you’re back online and and uploading the file to Trollian.

— insidiousHuldra [IH] sent faithfulIntellect[FI] the file “WhydoIevendothesethingsforyou.jpg" —

With a moment’s consideration, you go back to PainTroll and fix up a second picture.

IH: Here, this is the sym6ol of the one downstairs. #616100

— insidiousHuldra [IH] sent faithfulIntellect[FI] the file “Youaresofreakingweird.jpg" —

IH: Have fun. Do tell me your 6ook for these is easy to find.

[faithfulintellect]

You wince. That is quite a bit of damage.

You don't really want to tell her that she should be less violent and blahblahblah right now because you know she feels bad about it and she probably was just trolling you to vent.

So, for now you're just be sympathetic and you can jam the rest of it out later.

FI: *winces* (Yikes.)

FI: (Maybe you should just call the carpenter drones now?) (Instead of waiting until later.)

FI: (I figure hive collapse is one of those things you want taken care of sooner rather than later.)

You have to try really, really hard not to squee when she not only sends you the sign but also the blood color, and of both trolls. You can't help but be a little giddy that she's indulging you like this though.

You might be a little bit weird.

FI: {{!!!! Thanks!!}}

FI: {That was more than I was hoping for.}

FI: {Yes, yes I have it in my sylladex. It even gets its own drawer.} {Perfectly easy to find.}

Speaking of which, you get it out and flip around until you find the right places, and then write down the info. Thankfully the signs aren't too hard to draw free hand. You've come across some annoyingly complicated ones in your time.

FI: {Thanks again! You're the best. <>}

[faithfulintellect]

FI: *grumbles* (((It’s not in your blood.)))

FI: (Okay, wow. Yeah, that’s creepy.) (Really creepy)

FI: (Ewww is right. don’t even joke about that. xD)

FI: (Bluuuuuuh. =/)

Typing on your ‘husk is kinda irritating, so you separate your piles a bit so that they won’t get mixed up if stuff starts sliding or wolfmom walks through, and then go to your general block. You grab your laptop and plop down on the lounging device and continue chatting from there.

FI: (No, why would I know a subjuggulator.)

FI: (Especially one that likes lowblood corpses.) (Let’s think about that for a second, here. :P)

FI: (As for troll eating lusus, Idk.  I don’t think so…)

[insidioushuldra]

IH: Yeah, right. We’ll see.

IH: I don’t know. You meet all sorts of weird trolls, so it isn’t completely out of the question.

IH: You COULD know a su6juggulator who likes to create low6lood corpses and 6uys things from you.

You kick at the corpse on your floor, sending it flying back into your sylladex.

IH: I guess I can just dump it in the woods. I just hope it doesn’t attract any more giant purr6easts and the like.

IH: Last week there was one that made it all the way to my hive and was harassing papa. 

IH: Not like he can’t take care of himself, 6ut he made me kill it anyways 6ecause he thinks I actually need to 6ecome stronger. Hahaha!

IH: Anyway, remind me to send for the carpenter drones, will you? My hive needs repaired.

IH: Again.

IH: I might have 6roken a wall.

IH: …Again.

[faithfulintellect]

FI: (I {could} know a subjuggulator that likes lowbloods.}

FI: (I just don't think I'd know them very {long})

FI: (You know. What with my being a lowblood and their liking corpses)

FI: (Mmm fun times.)

FI: (Yeah, I'll remind you.)

FI: (Did you break the wall fighting the purrbeast, or the troll?) (just curious)

You grimace. You kind of want to ask about the troll's sign and blood color for your book.

But it's also pretty inconsiderate! Seeing as they just died and all.

Bluh. Oh well.

FI: ((uh)) (That troll didn't by chance have their sign on them, did they?)

FI: (you know, for my book) ((bluh))

[faithfulintellect]

WHAT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER WHEN YOU ARE IN A BAD MOOD?

((what kind of question is that?))

{My moirail, of course!}

(But if she's not available, I just try to lose myself in a videogame or book or show or something)

(It's easier if I try not to think about it until I can talk to 'Glora.)

(Does that answer the question?)

[faithfulintellect]

Your name is Kezria Maalme and you are a COLLECTOR. Well, some might call you a HOARDER, to which you say you like to think that you COLLECT COLLECTIONS!

For example, over there, on display are some bones you've found. That box contains bottle caps. This box and that book are for your fiduspawn cards. You don't get to play as often as you'd like and you long ago gave up trying to collect them all. Mostly. Not really. You have some FLARP books over there. And that box is actually filled with other little boxes. You have a weakness for boxes. This book contains the sigil for every troll you've come across, along with hemocaste and lusus if the information's available.

You also collect weapons. You don't necessarily know how to use them all, but you figure you can just stick them with the pointy end. Or if there isn’t a pointy end, you can just hit them with it. Your strife specibus is armorykind, so you have some wiggle room here.

And please, let’s not even start on your book collection. (You have a lot of them.)

You like computers too, and dabble in programming and casual gaming. You spend more time than is probably healthy online. But that's how you met most of your friends, including your moirail.

(your quirk is kind of all over the place)

{{But you do love talking to people!!!!}}

{Go on, ask me something!} ((please?))

[faithfulintellect]

You sigh. You’re really were organizing your stuff. You just came across something that reminded you of a memory and you started thinking about that, and it happens sometimes, alright? And you’re stuff isn’t a mess such that you get lost in it a lot. It’s only a mess when you’ve just started organizing. And yeah. Ugh, you love Iglora but sometimes she just doesn’t understand your hobbies.

FI: (It wasn’t a random object) (It was)

FI: {BLUH} ((nevermind))

You facepalm and sigh again.

FI: (Iglooooooraaaaaa)

FI: (Not again)

FI: {Why}

FI: (you know they’re there) (and you know they’re not… /actively/ trying to bother you) {whyyyyy}

FI: (anyway, the body. ugh.) (idk man)

FI: (dump it outside somewhere and let the fauna handle it??)

FI: (i mean, unless you know who it was, then you might wanna…) (no, wait) (answer is still the same)

FI: (just don’t leave it rotting in your hive or sylladex or something) (the smell is gross)

Your moirail does this sometimes. On the one hand, you don’t really blame her what with the fact that they are trespassing and ‘Glora’s pretty territorial. But on the other hand, it’s not like they’re in full control of their capacities and have any idea what they’re doing! It’s her lusus’ fault, really.

Iglora’s lusus is kind of weird and you avoid him when at all possible. Mostly because he creeps you out, but also because being around him kind of gives you a headache.

[insidioushuldra]

IH: I’m soooooorry!

IH: I think it’s in my 6lood or something; I can’t help it.

IH: They’re here, and they’re wrong, and I need to get them out. They don’t 6elong.

IH: And 6esides, they’re kinda creepy.

IH: They’re empty of pretty much anything 6ut wanting to please the old man, after a while, and it just gets on my nerves.

IH: Especially when they see fit to start trying to tell me what to do. Or “helping.”

IH: I already have a moirail, thanks! And I would have to 6e a 6raindead creepazoid with no higher cognizant functions and a list of fetishes longer than the void is dark to flip 6lack for one of my papa’s thralls!!!!!!

IH: Ew!!!!!!

You shudder. The last one - the one lying dead on your floor - kept trying to make you dress in these ridiculous outfits. You know they’re similar to the old ones of your ancestor, but you are in no way a dancer, thank you very much.

IH: Yeah, I really should dump it outside I guess. I’m just running out of places to put them.

IH: It’s two days to the edge of my land and 6odies attract animals and walkers and things I don’t want to deal with.

IH: And then THOSE start encroaching onto my territory.

IH: There really is no winning here.

You sigh, pinch the bridge of your nose.

IH: You don’t happen to know anyone with a troll-eating lusus, do you? Or a su6juggulator who likes low6lood corpses?

[faithfulintellect]

FI: *grumbles* (((It's not in your blood.)))

FI: (Okay, wow. Yeah, that's creepy.) (Really creepy)

FI: (Ewww is right. don't even joke about that. xD)

FI: (Bluuuuuuh. =/)

Typing on your 'husk is kinda irritating, so you separate your piles a bit so that they won't get mixed up if stuff starts sliding or wolfmom walks through, and then go to your general block. You grab your laptop and plop down on the lounging device and continue chatting from there.

FI: (No, why would I know a subjuggulator.)

FI: (Especially one that likes lowblood corpses.) (Let's think about that for a second, here. :P)

FI: (As for troll eating lusus, Idk.  I don't think so...)

[faithfulintellect]

You did not get swallowed by your collections (again)! You’re just… a little distracted, is all. You don’t notice your palmhusk buzzing.

And buzzing.

And buzzing.

Oh hey, what’s that noise? … Whoops. You really should start leaving the ringer on instead of keeping the thing on vibrate all the time. You open the “Frequent” drawer in your sylladex and rummage around a little for your palmhusk.

Hehehe, whoops, Iglora’s messaging you. You should probably answer that.

FI: {Hey!} FI: {I resent the implication that my stuff {{and it’s not junk!!}} isn’t organized!!} FI: (That’s what I was doing, just now actually.) (Organizing.) FI: (Just because {some} people might not understand the system I have going here, doesn’t mean there isn’t a system.) FI: {Also that was one time!!!} FI: (And of course I read it) ((you gave it to me)) FI: (but it’s not like it didn’t tell me stuff I already knew) (or choose to ignore =P ) FI: ((I totally didn’t just get distracted by looking through stuff)) ((what are you talking about)) FI: (hi btw.) (sup?)

[insidioushuldra]

You sigh, drumming your fingers against your desk as you wait for your moirail to dig herself out of whatever junk she’s gotten stuck in this time long enough to respond to you. You’re hiding in your room -  which happens to encompass the entire third floor of your hive and contains a kitchenette and master bath - because your lusus is downstairs having …fun with his new thrall. Loud fun. If you took your earphones out, you could probably hear them, but you won’t, so there. Troll Ke$ha blares into your ears and you bob your head, pointedly not looking away from your husktop screen.

You will NOT go kill this one, you will NOT. Even if it feels like the yellowblood is an intruder on your territory. A soft growl escapes your lips, only to be cut short when Trollian flashes at you.

Finally.

IH: Finally.

IH: Just yelling that something is organized doesn’t mean that it actually is. I am sure you are organizing quite efficiently, and not getting distracted 6y any random o6ject you may have laying around.

You laugh. Kezria always gets about three things into her “organizing” before she’s completely and utterly distracted. It doesn’t take long for your laughter to fade, though.

You frown and snap your fingers. “A dead body; an empty doll. Both brown houses devoid of soul; staring lustfully for new occupants, yet unable to reach them.”

Your Metaphor Modus shines, then clicks, accepting the offering. With a sickly squishing noise, the body of a brownblooded troll falls out of your sylladex and to the floor. You grimace at the ruts his square horns leave in your wooden floor before turning back to the keys.

IH: …right.

IH: Anyways, I have a confession to make.

IH: I killed another one of Incu6usdad’s thralls last night.

IH: What should I do with the 6ody?

[faithfulintellect]

You sigh. You're really were organizing your stuff. You just came across something that reminded you of a memory and you started thinking about that, and it happens sometimes, alright? And you're stuff isn't a mess such that you get lost in it a lot. It's only a mess when you've just started organizing. And yeah. Ugh, you love Iglora but sometimes she just doesn't understand your hobbies.

FI: (It wasn't a random object) (It was)

FI: {BLUH} ((nevermind))

You facepalm and sigh again.

FI: (Iglooooooraaaaaa)

FI: (Not again)

FI: {Why}

FI: (you know they're there) (and you know they're not... /actively/ trying to bother you) {whyyyyy}

FI: (anyway, the body. ugh.) (idk man)

FI: (dump it outside somewhere and let the fauna handle it??)

FI: (i mean, unless you know who it was, then you might wanna...) (no, wait) (answer is still the same)

FI: (just don't leave it rotting in your hive or sylladex or something) (the smell is gross)

Your moirail does this sometimes. On the one hand, you don't really blame her what with the fact that they are trespassing and 'Glora's pretty territorial. But on the other hand, it's not like they're in full control of their capacities and have any idea what they're doing! It's her lusus' fault, really.

Iglora's lusus is kind of weird and you avoid him when at all possible. Mostly because he creeps you out, but also because being around him kind of gives you a headache.

[insidioushuldra]

IH: Paging faithfulIntellect! IH: FI come in! IH: …Hello? IH: Don’t tell me you got swallowed up 6y your stacks of junk again. IH: I am not digging you out of another pile of whimsical animal figurines. IH: Kezria! IH: If I have to come 6y I’m going to 6e very disappointed. IH: Did you even read that 6ook I gave you on collection organization or did you just lose it in a stack of 6ooks? IH: Keeeeeezriiiiiiaaaaaa!

[faithfulintellect]

You did not get swallowed by your collections (again)! You're just... a little distracted, is all. You don't notice your palmhusk buzzing.

And buzzing.

And buzzing.

Oh hey, what's that noise? ... Whoops. You really should start leaving the ringer on instead of keeping the thing on vibrate all the time. You open the "Frequent" drawer in your sylladex and rummage around a little for your palmhusk.

Hehehe, whoops, Iglora's messaging you. You should probably answer that.

FI: {Hey!} FI: {I resent the implication that my stuff {{and it's not junk!!}} isn't organized!!} FI: (That's what I was doing, just now actually.) (Organizing.) FI: (Just because {some} people might not understand the system I have going here, doesn't mean there isn't a system.) FI: {Also that was one time!!!} FI: (And of course I read it) ((you gave it to me)) FI: (but it's not like it didn't tell me stuff I already knew) (or choose to ignore =P ) FI: ((I totally didn't just get distracted by looking through stuff)) ((what are you talking about)) FI: (hi btw.) (sup?)

[faithfulintellect]

Work in progress About Me

Kezria Maalme

Handle: faithfulIntellect (FI)

Gender: female

Horns: pippy longstocking-esque (Start lower down, on the sides of her head, near the top of her ears. Go straight out, then up, curving towards the center of her head, similar to her sign) [picture coming soon]

Blood color: #A7362E (Rust/Maroon caste)

Symbol:

Age:8 sweeps

Height: 5' 4"

Weight: 170 lbs

Lusus: wolfmommy

Strife Specibus: armorykind. But it’s broken so instead of being able to pick whatever weapon she wants, it just kind of spits a weapon at her and she does what she can. She figures she can just stick them with the pointy end. Or if there isn't a pointy end, just bludgeon them with it.

Fetch Modus: Organizer Drawers. Everything has to fit into a category. Every so often, Kezria reorganizes everything and renames the categories and such, because after a few months or so, everything ends up in "Misc." and it gets confusing.

Typing quirk: (Generally correct grammar and punctuation.) (but it sometimes varies) {curly brackets for excited!!!} ((multiple parens for whispers/more subduded)) (will mix and match for subtle meanings) (but doesn't really expect anyone to catch them)

Appearance: Very long, wild, curly hair; Average height for a lowblood; a little overweight

Clothing: Generally dark jeans and a black tee shirt with her sign. Sometimes she'll mix it up with a skirt, or a blouse in her color. Always wears a blue accessory, like a hair ribbon, or a necklace, or earrings, because moirallegience is magic. Also glasses. Prefers sandals or going barefoot, but wears plain black tennis shoes if needed. Likes jewelry in general, and usually makes her own. Her everyday necklace is pretty long and looks like this:

Moirail: Iglora Henist (#192669)