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˗ˏˋ HONEYFLOP ´ˎ˗
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Just kidding.
Mr Draconis would NEVER say such horrible things like that to you! And even if he ever did, violence is never the answer. Which is EXACTLY why you don't even have a strife specibus allocated! You are so ill prepared for this journey, it is actually genuinely perplexing.
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That is IT, Mr Draconis!!! You have officially taken my last straw!
Someone ought to finally give you what for!!
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Oh, AND you think I have NO FRIENDS? Is that so? I'm a talentless no-life who should get off the internet and do something worthwhile for once? You think I'm a disgrace to all sea dwellers and I would be more useful serving as fish bait?
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Oh? What's that, Mr Draconis? You think I'm a complete and utter, cringe-tastic loser?
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...Yeah, you're cooked.
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Okay. Not even you can defend this one.
South Lawnring was an OLD hyperfixation of yours, back when you didn't have a great sense of right and wrong and found the offensive humour funny. Now, you just find it a bit jarring, especially when put together with the type of fanbase the show managed to create. You've been meaning to take this poster down, but it meshes well with the others on your wall, and you've had no idea what you could possibly even replace it with. You have many interests, but none that have merchandise or posters that would fit well in your block. You decided to keep it up until you finally find something to replace it with.
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Steven Galaxy was a WORK OF ART and you will not stand for anyone saying otherwise. Even if the new season absolutely fucking butchered all of the character development the original show had. You were upset too, amongst many of it's original fans. But you didn't let the new show ruin the old one. You simply disregarded it as non-canon to your own personal AU of it.
Steven Galaxy is about, obviously, Steven Galaxy, go figure. He's a cerulean blooded boy with a benevolent pusher, even if he's a bit of a little shit throughout the story. He is accompanied by three aliens that resemble nothing familiar in particular, and especially not reminiscent of any kind of pieces you'd find in a very old board game that has a particularly rowdy fanbase for some reason. He goes on many interdimensional travels with these aliens, and the time based shenanigans are beyond you, but it's an enjoyable show to watch even for those who don't have the gumption to pay too much attention to odd or meticulous details.
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Albina: Examine posters on wall.
Alright, no point in pretending we don't see it. What's all this, then?
Most of your CRINGE MEDIAS take the forms of animated shows that many would describe as "førrr idiøt wigglerrr§ whø §hit in theirrr wa§techute umbrrrella§ lmaø". But that would be a very incorrect statement for this show in particular.
Dronebound Hotel is a relatively new series that recently dropped and took the internet by STORM. It is a VERY MATURE and SERIOUS show not intended for faint hearted or innocent children. Not that there even are many on Alternia anyway.
It is about a sub-society of trolls who are anti-quadrant, and under oppression from the drones who take genetic material to the mothergrub every time cycle season comes about. Many say such a minority don't need a show like this, as the defiance to fill a pail in the real world would result in an immediate culling, and perpetuation of such a rambunctious ideology could further result in quite the decline in the population of particularly dumb and impressionable trolls. Others say it was definitely a necessary show made for awareness and protest around the topic, however the show itself did not handle these heavy ideas and topics very well. You, on the other hand, believe it did a great job, and that sometimes, to get a point across, you have to be quite bold and vulgar. Just like the poster.
Others also backlash against many of the offensive stereotypes or otherwise problematic factors within the show pertaining to the characters specifically. For example, many found that making the violent, untrusting and otherwise unpleasant character a sea dweller was in poor taste. However, as a sea dweller yourself (moreso a sky dweller, but the point is withstanding), you find nothing wrong with it. Anyone can be violent or unpleasant, especially on Alternia.
You can defend a lot of this show for hours on end. However, not even you can defend the fact they twinkified the main drone antagonist and gave him the voice of troll Alex Brightman. Seriously, he sounds like a fucking tool. It took away from the immersion when he was introduced, you think.
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Your name is ALBINA ARZONE.
You are one of the very few on Alternia who can withstand the BLISTERING ALTERNIAN SUN, and have opted to a DIURNAL LIFESTYLE for reasons of which will become clear later. Unlike the average VIOLET BLOODED SEA DWELLER, you do not live in the sea, or the ocean for that matter, which would be a particularly strange and embarrassing truth if not for the fact the seas are so mind bogglingly inhabitable in some corners of the planet that living underwater would mean suffering an unspeakably untimely and unnecessarily gruesome death. The WATERS are no place for a growing boy with soft scales like yourself.
Instead, you live in the SKY, on a repurposed slice of an old BEEHIVE COLONY, riding atop your ABSOLUTELY MASSIVE LUSUS. She took flight approximately 3 SWEEPS AGO, when you were 5. She will not touch land again until her time has come. Despite the DANGER hidden beneath the surface of the vast bodies of water below, your guardian flies high above amidst the HYDRATED CLOUDS to make up for the lack of SWIMMING you are unable to take part in. Unfortunate as it may be, any young troll with FINS AND GILLS requires certain conditions and care protocols in order to keep healthy. You are often forgetful of applying your CREAMS and OINTMENTS though, and end up with dry or flaky patches anyway. This often results in quite the chorus of angry buzzing and tellings off.
You are quite an OPTIMISTIC CHARACTER with an affinity for colourful medias that are widely perceived as CRINGE by ONLINE COMMUNITIES and you are very often bullied for your SPECIAL INTERESTS and HYPERFIXATIONS on them. But you don't really care. You are having FUN and hurting no one in the process. You also dress in PASTELS or otherwise VIBRANT CLOTHING to show how friendly you are. You have a very DEEP INSURMOUNTABLE BELIEF that all trolls are equal regardless of their blood caste, and have developed somewhat of a POOR REPUTATION because of this. You were quite loud about your beliefs growing up, and are now struggling to live this down. But despite being scrutinised as NAIVE or OVERZEALOUS, you refuse to ever go back on your words. You are an activist. You will make a change somehow, someday. You just haven't found your TALENT yet or honed in on any SKILLS. But the time will come. You have HOPE.
Your trolltag is activisticSeraphim and you Zz-bee-k in a way that zzoundzz like you're buzzing, all the while making adorable bee punzz every time you zzee thee opportuni-bee. -O8<
What will you do?
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==> Try again, Smartass.
There! That's much better.
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==> Enter name.
...What?
He's kind enough to let you conjure up some kind of hilarious joke, and you type THAT in? We haven't even started and you're already bullying him! You don't even know the kid. Honestly. Also, minus points for the gen alpha usage of the word beta.
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==> BEGIN.
A young troll stands in his respitblock. It just so happens that it is NOT this troll's wriggling day, nor is it any other special or otherwise celebratory event. Today is the day his entire life is unwittingly rotated approximately 180° turnways. But you already knew this, didn't you? This is how it always goes.
He knows this, too. But not quite to the calibre of intensity that we must know it. Otherwise the poor fellow wouldn't be smiling. Seriously, what is this kid's deal? Why is he so nonchalant? What's with the god awful posters and what looks to be a recepticle of sorts right next to his bed? Who are you, silly sea dweller?
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