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@jacques-sonofgunmar
“For they were the trolls of Arcana, and nothing could stand in their way.”
For my best friend, the amazing @jacques4824 of the Arcane Trio in his amazingly written Trollhunters AU- the Bard AU
Inspired heavily by Marianas Trench haha
The mural of our everlasting friendship... a beauty in and of itself.
I just figured I’d draw a dancing Troll!Jacques. He’s that cute.
This... was a particularly cute moment of mine. I was alone in the tavern at the time, so I thought I could dance around for a bit when no one was looking.
Someone did catch me in the act, after all.
Jacques (Jhandar in his past life as a troll) will definitely take you down in a heartbeat if he has to.
Log Entry 001
It’s my first day since coming to my senses...
I... I don’t really know what to put here. Everything seems so surreal... even me just typing on my laptop feels completely weird!
Anyway... it’s been a week since... since I changed. Only a week, huh? It feels like forever...
It’s not the same anymore. My heavy touch feels amplified tenfold, my brain’s not thinking like I used to. Hell, I even lost my piano hands! I can’t eat normal human food anymore, having succumbed to the recycling bin. At least I’m doing something more environment-friendly than anyone else.
But... it’s difficult. I can’t change back to my normal self. I’m stuck looking at a mirror and seeing a horrendous image of yourself staring back. I can’t hold things properly. I can’t fit in my own room anymore... I have to sleep outside most of the time. I’m angrier than ever, yet I hold helplessness in the same regard.
What am I going to do now?
Introductory Post
This was me.
My old me, at least.
A young bard living the musical life inside his father’s tavern in Arcadia. A young man who had dreams and goals in his mundane life. A young teenager who had friends and family who could support him every step of the way.
But then, I got curious.
Fast forward months later and this is how I end up. A troll.
A troll! Of every conceivable being known to man’s wildly extensive imagination, I end up becoming one who feared sunlight. One who lived underground, beneath the world I used to live in.
And what’s even worse, I find out I’m Gunmar’s long-lost son. How is that even possible? I’m human.
Oh, boy... This is going to be fun.
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If you have freaking questions about myself, what I think about, I’m always free to answer them. Just limit the part about... me and Gunmar being related. I don’t wanna talk about it.
