we need more asks about the hiveswap troll girls to balance out all the dirk/jake stuff. not that there's anything wrong with dirk and/or jake, but variety is the spice of life and all that stuff
for example
i feel like boldir doesn't wear anything under that big ass coat of hers. like she just has her fat bulge and huge nuts out and it's really hot and steamy and sweaty under there like a sauna. also she's built like the average midna fanart, because very breedable shortstacks are awesome
*Its the early evening, and in a certain cottage resting in a certain set of dark woods, we see Livana currently sitting on her couch, having a sip of some tea she made for herself as she goes about her normal evening routine after waking up. This routine of course includes her daily Tarot reading, which has often helped guide her in some form or another on how her day might go. Ironically, it is also this same part of her routine which, on many occasions, has foreshadowed any new and upcoming friendships she would meet on certain days. Livana even has her notebook next to her, many pages being full of different sketches of her current friend group members, with the card she drew on the day she met them being drawn next to those very sketches*
Livana:.......*puts down her teacup and picks up her notebook, carefully flipping through the pages as she examines every drawing she made of her friends, reflecting what cards had been drawn the day she met them*
*As depicted in her drawings, the following cards had been drawn on the day she met each of the following Trolls; The Ace Of Cups for Marvus, The Page Of Wands for Amisia, The Empress for Bronya, The Magician for Chixie, The Hierophant for Daraya, The Ten Of Wands for Tyzias, The Page Of Pentacles for Tagora, The Page Of Swords for Galekh, and The Ace Of Swords for Mallek. Despite her intense dislike of Zebruh, Livana also has a sketch drawn for him, plus the Tarot card she drew next to him, that being The Devil*
Livana:.......*puts down her notebook, focusing back on the cards* I don't have any need to go out today..... I don't have any plans to go into town today, really, but..... I wonder what will be drawn today?......
*After taking a moment to carefully shuffle her cards, Livana soon draws the card believed to predict the events of the night..... and as Livana turns it over, the card in question is revealed to be The High Priestess*
Livana:...... The High Priestess? Huh......
*Suddenly, her palmhusk vibrates with a text message on the coffee table. Curious as to who could already be messaging her when the sun had JUST gone down, Livana picks up her palmhusk and checks the message..... only to find a very unusual message from an unknown sender;*
"(Psst I'm not certain that this line is secure. Actually, I'm positive that it isn't, but I am risking contact because it is imperative that we speak. I'm sending you rendezvous coordinates. If you wouldn't mind coming ASAP??? Pssst, I realize that this is unorthodox but please believe me when I tell you that this is not a trick or a trap. I have important information regarding your place on Alternia.)"
Livana: ?????...... What in the world?...... *attempts to respond to the message, but it quickly disappears, opening up Goregle maps and revealing coordinates to a café in Outglut* ?????....... "My place on Alternia"?...... *going quiet as nerves begin to creep up on her, she lightly grips the palmhusk in her hand*...... Who the hell are you?........ (thinks; If its someone that not only knows I'm a witch..... but knows about my ancestor, my Coven..... what i was brought here for....... No. Whoever it is, there's no way they could know..... unless......)
*For a moment, Livana glances to her nightstand next to her recuperacoon, where she always keeps her ritual knife incase someone breaks in and tries to attack her*
Livana:........... If it's someone who's a threat to me or my purpose...... a threat to Mother's goals....... I'm going to have to take action........
Later, after a long walk from the woods to Outglut
*Livana enters the café where the anonymous messenger summoned her; She's wearing her usual Burgundy dress and purple heels, plus she has her satchel strapped over her shoulder, but she's wearing her cloak and has the hood up over her head to hide her face...... which depending on your perspective, would seem rather pointless considering her large deer antler-like horns, something which makes her stand out from many other Trolls*
Livana:*standing in line once she enters, trying to blend in as a customer as she looks around, trying to determine if anyone in this cafe is the one who messaged her*...........
??????: FOOL! Fucking idiot! I explicitly stated i wanted essence of dayglow, not whatever THIS garbage is!
*Livana can't help but immediately look up in front of her, at the Troll standing in front of her in line, a female Cerulean blood woth long hair and wearing a long dress with black and Cerulean colors. For a moment, Livana considers how this woman almost looks like she could be straight out of one of her Gothic romance books if not for her sour attitude, but one look at her horns, and Livana freezes up the minute she recognizes her...... That being none other than Ardata Carmia, the Troll known for livestreaming herself making snuff films on the internet, specifically where she tortures lowblood Trolls and broadcasts said torture for all of her sadistic fans to see. AKA, one of the last Trolls Livana would ever want to cross paths with, but it doesn't help that Mallek is acquaintances with her*
Livana:.........*quietly keeps her head down; normally, she would stand up for a café worker being berated by a rude customer, but between the strange message that led her here, and that this is Ardata Carmia right in front of her, she would rather stay quiet for her own safety this time. Then again, what if THIS is the Troll who messaged her?*
*Nervously contemplating if she should speak to the Cerulean blooded snuff streamer, Livana fidgets for a moment as she pats her satchel, only to feel a strange piece of paper in one of the pockets that wasn't there before; Upon carefully pulling out this note and examining it, she finds that it simply says the following; "(out back)"*
Livana:.........*looks on ahead at a beaded curtain, contemplating for a moment before she quietly leaves the line and heads for said curtains, still careful not to attract Ardata's attention*
*Upon going through the curtain, Livana finds herself in a small back garden behind the café, filled with am abundance of plants, similar to her own garden back at her hive*
Livana:.......*slowly walking across a bridge over a slow-flowing stream, she finds herself looking upon a path that forms into a spiral shape, reminding her of a place where witches would gather for rituals*......... Why didn't I know this was here before?.......
??????; Psst, I've been waiting for you.
Livana: !!!!!!!!! *quickly looks in the direction where the voice came from, coming face to face with a shorter Troll with short hair, wearing a shapeless white dress. Her hand is carefully held over her satchel, ready to pull out her ritual knife and attack incase this Troll means her harm*
Boldir:*smiles at her in a friendly manner* Thanks for coming. My name is Boldir.
Livana:....... Boldir. *pauses*...... Who are you? Are you the one who sent me that message?
Boldir: Yes, I am. And I'll explain in due time..... *glances to the spiral* Would you like to sit down?
Livana:.......*moves her hand away from her satchel, but still stays on guard, pulling down the hood of her cloak*........*glancing to the spiral again, she carefully makes her way around the path, so as not to trample through its loops, Boldir following suit and going down the spiral path like her*
Boldir:......*smiles a bit* So. You chose to follow the path?
Livana:......... It seemed only right. I feel as though I've once seen something of this exact shape in a book.......
Boldir: You mean a sigil? In your grimoire perhaps?
Livana:............. So you know I'm a witch. How do you know? I never met you before today......
Boldir:....... Well..... Truth be told, until recently, I thought i was the only one left.
*Before Livana could question her, Boldir pulls out a large book, very similar to Livana's grimoire...... But as Boldir reveals the cover of her book to possess her sign, Lelo, and then opens it to reveal pages filled with old Alternian witch dialect and a number of different spells and sigils, it is here that Livana realizes that this Olive blood is actually another witch, just like her*
Livana: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!........ *slowly looks up at Boldir, clearly having a hard time believing this is real*......
Boldir: And, well..... *holds her grimoire close to her* i suppose I wanted to have a chance to talk to you a bit. I..... Well, I couldn't just pass up the opportunity to befriend another witch, right?
Livana:....... Oh my god...... You--........ How?? I thought....... *places her hand on her forehead* How......?????
Boldir;*chuckles a bit* Well..... My ancestor, like yours, was a witch, for one. Course, most of Alternia are descended from witches, however long ago those ancestors might have been alive. Thanks to the Empire and their anti-magic laws, its just hard for anyone to find evidence of that being the case, especially because the Imperials have tried so hard to destroy any and all grimoires they find scattered about Alternia. Keyword, tried.
Livana:....... Because grimoires are indestructible....... Not even a tyrannical Empress who has been alive for as long as Her Imperious Condescension can destroy them.
Boldir; Exactly. *smiles* You get it. You get that no matter how hard she and a lot of Highbloods try, magic can't just be destroyed like that. I just want to say, its nice to finally meet you, Livana Vetana.
Livana:........ Likewise, but...... what did you mean in your earlier message? About my place on Alternia?
Boldir: Hm..... Why don't you and I take a stroll together? We can talk then.
Livana:......*nods* Alright..... Very well.
*Boldir walks towards the tree near the spiral, going down the path of it until she reaches the end, then as she reaches the tree, she pulls down a large trench coat and matching hat, putting both of them on, then hiding her grimoire in her trench coat. Afterwards, she and Livana exit the garden through a back gate and onto a sidewalk where they walk together*
Boldir:........ Tell me. You've made a few friends in town the last few months, haven't you? How many at this point?
Livana:....... 9 of them, now. A bronze blood, 2 Jade bloods, 2 Teals, a Cerulean, 2 Indigos...... and.... a Purple..... *pauses*...... I'm dating the Purple, now, but..... its complicated.....
Boldir: How so?
Livana:....... I met him right after I watched my matesprit be slaughtered by drones...... he died protecting me....... *pauses*...... I didn't have anyone in my life before, besides him and my Lusus...... but..... that night, I fled for my life, and somehow I end up at Clownfest of all places...... that's where I met Marvus, the Purple blood...... he...... well.... he was nothing like I was led to believe Purple bloods were like...... we just.... started talking after that..... then he took me to dinner on Flushed Admiration Day, and..... I don't know..... we never actually said the words, but..... somehow or another, we decided to begin dating..... seeing if any quadrants at all fit for us...... *pauses*..... He's nice..... He.... He's funny, talented, sweet....... he cares about me..... and I've grown to care about him...... but........
Boldir: You're not allowed to be in a quadrant with him, right?
Livana:.......... How did you know? Exactly what all do you know about me?
Boldir:...... More about you than maybe even you realize. Who's to say?
Livana:........*tightens her hold on the strap of her satchel*......... I..... I never met them..... my Coven..... but...... I was brought to Alternia to fulfill a very specific purpose for them..... as the only member of my blood caste..... *pauses*...... Since the death of one of my ancestors centuries back...... many other Trolls like me came into being, all with the goal to continue our lineage in the hopes that..... one day..... one of us would...... bring about a descendant.... a daughter who would fulfill a special purpose one day...... when Alternia has long gone, and only a few have survived, she would go on to fulfill the wishes of our ancestor who started our Coven...... *pauses*...... But...... even in..... in death..... My ancestor always loathed Highbloods..... Purple and Fuschia especially...... She..... had a really nasty history with The Grand Highblood, as well as Her Imperious Condescension...... of course, besides her, there's only one Fuschia blood, and I'd rather gouge my own eyes out than be in a quadrant with Trizza Tethis. But there are plenty of Purples on Alternia...... and to be involved with any of them on a deep romantic level...... i..... I would be a traitor to my Coven...... So...... I have to choose someone else to help me fulfill my obligation to them....... *looks up at the starry sky*........ This world...... don't ask me how I know this, but..... some day..... probably 6 sweeps from now....... Alternia will be no more...... only a select few of us will be left when all of this is destroyed....... My daughter will be among the survivors, and when that happens........ *trails off, unable to say anything more*........
Boldir:........ In this premonition of yours..... who all among your current friends survive?
Livana:...........*looks down, trying to hide the sadness in her eyes*...... No one below Indigo survives....... Marvus, Galekh and Amisia would be okay, but....... Chixie, Mallek, Daraya, Bronya...... Tagora.... and...... and Tyzias....... they're all gone by then........ *looks to the olive colored sign on Boldir's coat*...... So are you......
Boldir:....... Maybe. *small smile* Who is to say?
Livana: What?.......
Boldir: Nothing is set in stone right now. You may have had a vision of a future where Alternia is hit with a sudden apocalypse, and only a few Highbloods survive...... perhaps a select few kids who accidentally triggered the end of the world as well. But for now, that chain of evens hasn't been set in motion, right? Just like the chain of events hasn't been set off where you fulfill your duty to your Coven..... one that I suspect as you go on to befriend more Trolls, and the more you fall for that Purple blood..... you're beginning to realize you don't want to fulfill that duty anymore.
Livana:....... What does it matter if I want it or not?..... It's my duty..... I'm a Shadowblood. I don't have a choice.......
Boldir: Livana..... There's always a choice. Its just a matter of which one you make in this reality.
Livana:........ This reality, huh?.... So i guess I just have to wait and see if I live on to see Alternia still intact...... or if I end up watching what remains of it from the afterlife and hope my soul will be able to guide my daughter down the right path......
Boldir: Exactly. It's all just a matter of the choices made by everyone involved in this specific reality. *goes quiet, subtly glancing behind her*
Livana:...... What? *almost turns her head*
Boldir; No. Look forward and keep walking.
Livana;*does what she says, continuing to look ahead*....... Who's after you?
Boldir: All sorts. But don't worry, I know how to shake off a tail.
Livana:........
*During their journey, a big black bird, like a crow, swoops down and lands on Boldir's arm, the Olive blooded witch stroking its back. The bird sticks its leg out, and Boldir removes a scrap of paper from it, reading the message carefully before scribbling something on the back of it, attaching it to the crow's leg and then letting it fly back in the air, the bird likely being Boldir's familiar*
Boldir: One of my informants wants to rendezvous
Livana: ????.... "Informants"?
Boldir:*nods* Quick, around here.
*Boldir and Livana both take a quick turn, ending up in a deserted lot between two buildings, the whole place filled with broken bottles and old rubber tires, amongst other pieces of trash*
Boldir: Okay, I'm going ahead..... stay behind the tires and keep watch, okay?
Livana:....... Who are you meeting with? What do you have informants for?
Boldir;....... Maybe I'll tell you later, but.... just keep watch, okay?
Livana:.......*nods slowly, having a feeling she probably won't tell her* Very well. I'll stay here and wait for you.......
*Livana watches as Boldir walks on and heads out into the center of the lot, waiting for her contact. For a moment, Livana keeps a careful eye out for her fellow witch, already feeling protective of the only other witch she has come to met on Alternia after 8 sweeps of thinking she was the only witch present on the planet. But all of a sudden, a sound is heard like something was shot out towards Boldir, as she suddenly clutches her neck and falls to the ground. Livana immediately darts from her hiding spot and sprints all the way towards her injured comrade, all the while looking around to try and detect the identity of whoever shot Boldir just now*
Livana;*quickly reaches Boldir and kneels down to her level, watching as the Olive blood begins to twitch in hard spasms. As she carefully pulls down the collar of Boldir's jacket, her eyes widen as soon as she sees the mark on her neck* !!!!!!!!!..... Poison.......
Boldir: Yeah...... *begins to cough* Poison....... Heh..... hey...... you wouldn't happen to have..... any form of antidotes, would you?..... A potion, something you made with those herbs you love so much?.......
Livana: Antidote...... *nods quickly, rummaging through her bag* Yes! I do! Thank Mother Alternia i chose to be cautious after I first got your message......
*Quickly, Livana pulls out a vial filled with the antidote in question, carefully laying Boldir's head on her lap as she places the vial towards her mouth; she has Boldir's lips touch the vial, and then carefully has her lean her head back, so that she's drinking the entire antidote and swallowing every drop*
Livana: There..... How do you feel?
Boldir:...... Alive..... there's that, at least......
Livana:*sighs in relief that her antidote worked* Good..... Here, *stands back up on her feet, helping Boldir up on hers as well*...... I think we should get out of here and find us another space to talk about whatever the hell this was all about.
Boldir:..... Yeah. *small smile* Seeing as you saved me, I guess I owe you that much..... Now that the only 2 known witches left on Alternia have finally found each other, it only seems fair we don't keep secrets from each other, right? We gotta look out for each other, after all.
Livana: Exactly. *she and Boldir both quickly make their way out of the abandoned area together, heading somewhere safer, where the chances of a sudden assassination attempt are much slimmer*..... Oh. Actually, now that you mention it.....
Boldir: Hm?
Livana:...... Well...... I mentioned him before. Seeing as you seem to know so much about me, you probably know about him, too. Galekh Xigisi, one of my Indigo blooded friends? Well..... He and his kismesis, Tagora, both found out on the same day that I'm a witch. Galekh, well...... He has something of a never-ending need for learning as much as there is about..... anything, really. And he wanted to learn as much as possible about us witches. Our culture, our history, everything..... so, now and again, so he can take notes on the matter, I've been letting him borrow my grimoire.
Boldir: OvO.................
Livana:................ I..... take it from your face you find that to have been a foolish idea on my part......
Boldir; I wouldn't call it that, but..... look, I know Xigisi's type. The extent Trolls like him will often go in their scholarly attempts to learn as much as they can about literally anything, sometimes they'll end up falling down a hopbeast hole in their quests for knowledge..... One that in some cases, they can't exactly get out of. Trust me when I say this is especially true for if you're letting a non-magic Troll borrow a grimoire and taking notes from it...... just..... I hope you're being careful with how much you let him borrow yours.
Livana:........ Don't worry...... I check on Galekh frequently as it is since he became interested in learning about witches. Last I checked, I'm pretty sure he's okay...... Damn. I'll have to check on him soon, just to be safe......
Boldir: See to it you do. But..... hey, good for you for opening a Highblood up to our world and letting him see what The Empress would never let the general public see. We need to share Mother Alternia's gifts as much as we can, even under her rule......
Livana:*nods, smiling a little* Agreed...... Whatever it takes to keep Her memory and Her gifts alive......
Boldir:*nods quietly, looking up at the green moon above them, a contemplative look on her face*......... *quietly begins to sing, mostly to herself* 🎶 Mott the Hoople and the Game of Life
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Troll Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah 🎶
Livana: ? *looks to her with a curious side glance*
Boldir: 🎶 Monopoly, 21 checkers, and chess
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Mister Troll Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Let's play Twister, let's play Risk
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
I'll see you in Heaven if you make the list
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
So Andy, did you hear about this one?
Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy, are you goofing on Elvis? "Hey, baby"
Are you having fun?
If you believed they put a man on the moon
Man on the moon
If you believed there's nothing up his sleeve
Then nothing is cool 🎶
Livana:............. *giggles a bit* Whats with the sudden Troll R.E.M, Boldir?
Boldir;......... Livana?
Livana: Yeah?
Boldir:....... You know the Man In The Moon? The actual, faceless Man In The Moon? Did you know he and Mother Alternia actually share a connection with each other?
Meanwhile, at Galekh's hive
Amisia;*looks up at the doors to Galekh's study in worry as she knocks on them* Galekh?..... You've been in there all day.... Its night now. Did you even go to sleep at all?...... *pauses*...... Okay..... Well...... I guess you're asleep..... Your Lusus and I made you breakfast, but..... I'm just going to leave it out here for you, okay? Okay..... *places the breakfast tray just outside the study doors* Just....... I'll come check on you later. And you better have eaten all of that by the time I come back!....... Okay. I'll see you later, then....... *quietly walks away*
*Inside the study, Galekh is lying facefirst on his desk, the only light on being a desk lamp, and his hair extremely unkempt while his desk and floor are covered in multiple notes and pages from his books, all in some form or another related to witches, including notes he had copied from Livana's grimoire. Almost his entire study is covered in pages of notes ranging from the history of witches, to different spells, to pages full of old Alternian witch dialect, that only those able to speak the tongues can speak, and also pages full of different sigils*
Galekh:.........*slowly raises his head up, his eyes completely bloodshot, it being clear he probably hasn't slept for a few days. His tie seems to be missing, so the top of his shirt is unbuttoned, allowing him to look down at his chest*.......
*As he carefully pulls aside the top of his shirt, he finds something very strange on his chest, something that wasn't there before...... that being the likely tattooed image of a symbol of some sort. Or rather, more specifically, an image of one of the sigils that Galekh had been studying, one specifically meant for protection of some sort*
would you draw a boldir... i really love her stupid hat and coat
my brother watched me play hiveswap (he knows nothing about it bless his heart) and when we got to the gold-olive car he said "he looks like a loser", so i told him boldir is a girl and he goes "sure but that doesnt change what i said"
