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[taxi-trolls]

Linear A2

I was gonna add 'No Bitches' to this but then i forgot until after i saved

[nihils-trolls]

!!

you get: oh shit. a non-troll oc? well damn.

Fish! (they/it/she)

They insist that you call them Fish. Their real name they would refuse to give you, seeing as it's long winded and reveals their history of being a minor noble from The House of Water in the Karrakin Trade Baronies.

When they were old enough to survive on their own (read: like 14), Fish left their glitterworld home planet- hitchhiking a ride on some salvage ship. From there, they skipped across different space ports until they reached some rim world in the middle of nowhere. They found work in a garage and learned their true passion: fixing up mechs and vehicles, and occasionally: a Big Gun.

An incident in the workplace (and a desire to spite their family name) inspired them to eventually join up with Union, where they became a LANCER pilot. They pilot an ORCHIS, and treat it like it's their baby.

Currently, Fish is stuck on a colony planet as their and their squad's mission has gone... well. Great, all things considering. Truly is wild what LANCER pilots can get up to. (I won't be saying anything else as this may spoil an adventure book.)

Edit: forgor I have a sprite of their mech, Valkyrie

[shenktrolls]

it was def levy because of golds enjoyment of the little freak

we had the rp server long before Levy existed 🤔

[mageofspacemultiverse]

locket in d2

[windy-trickster]

taverns prize for the ship meme mayhaps?

who wakes up first in the morning Dior absolutely wakes up first. You can't tell me otherwise.

who’s the first to fall asleep at night I've always liked the idea that they go to sleep at the same time. Acti kinda had a bad sleeping schedule before meeting Dior, but now sleeping with him has helped that significantly.

what they playfully tease each other over Acti isn't the best at teasing, but he can't help himself from making little comments about how Dior's so protective and possessive of him, finding it kinda cute.

what they do when the other’s having a bad day Snuggletime! Acti's taking that big guy somewhere private and snuggling with him, trying his best to comfort him and make him smile.

how they say ‘i’m sorry’ after arguments He's trying not to cry while apologizing. The idea of Dior being mad at him over ANYTHING makes him feel a little sick, like Dior would leave him bc of some silly little argument. So he's very open about apologizing and trying to offer something to make it up.

which one’s more ticklish Actias.

their favorite rainy-day activities I think Acti likes the idea of cuddling up with Dior and just having a hot drink together.... Maybe have some soft music or a TV show playing lowly in the background....

how they surprise each other Shockingly enough: Acti is very good at keeping surprises a surprise! He may drop little hints here and there, but he'll never openly state what his surprise is, waiting for the right moment to pop something at Dior with a smile. Dior, at least to me, seems like he wouldn't bother with the whole surprise aspect, giving his little moth whatever he's gotta give him.

their most sickening shows of public affection Acti isn't one for PDA, but sometimes he can't help himself from giving him a kiss on the cheek when he can see Dior getting all agitated with someone.

[raitrolling]

im cutting the brake wires on my car as we speak

[sasster]

🗣 Aneixe + redivi

Send me a (🗣️) + two muses on my blog, and I’ll make them have a conversation whether they know each other or not!

For the sake of continuity and so I can reference it in the future

This one is called

Encounter

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Ancestors never really meant much to you, even before you’d opened up the shop. To you they were just trolls with hopes, dreams, and whatever else. Like, except old. How could you possibly be made to make something of someone you’ve never met just because they have a title? After the shop, it was much the same, really. They come to the store, they get what they’re looking for, and they leave. Sometimes you’d get visits from the ones that kind of really suck, but for the most part, they mean nothing to you. You were bored as you watched the jade blood browse the shelves. The one he was currently looking at had an assortment of different maps throughout history on it. Confidently, and comfortably, you could say yeah he had a bit of a strange aura about him. That has to come with a couple thousand sweeps of existing, right? No one is just a couple thousands of sweeps old and comes out of it being normal. Perhaps, if he were accompanied by his very large glowing partner, there would be a different assessment. But, no. This was just a man. A man who apparently collected maps.

“You know, it is impolite to stare.” He addresses you without taking his attention off of the items on the shelf. It stirs you from your thoughts, the gentleness of his voice. For some reason, it startles you despite him holding himself in the regal fashion that he did. It really looked as though he’d never raised his voice in his life. That’s off putting for a troll, isn’t it?

“I’m sorry, I didn’t want to disrupt you – I was wondering if you needed help finding anything.”

He turns around to regard you as you speak. Yeah, alright, that tracks. He seemed the type that found it rude to not make eye contact with whomever it was he was engaging. This flies directly in the face of what you are comfortable with. Never being seen, only heard. You feel the need to lower the hood of your cloak.

The Provider smiles as you do. His gaze itself was warm, with softened features to match, you’d felt like you’d made him proud from that simple act. Weird.

“Ah, you have my apologies for being rude then….” He trails off as if waiting for something. Was that even rude? Is that what he considered to be rude?

“Aneixe.”

“Aneixe! Lovely to meet you, my friend. I was looking for nothing in particular. I was only wrapping up some business nearby, and your shop has good word of mouth. My interest piqued.”

As he speaks, he is scanning you over. Not that there is much for him to see. It was a point of pride, that there was virtually nothing revealing about you that could be gleaned by a third party merely looking at you. Though, there is a nagging at the back of your head. You’ve never wanted to know a stranger's stance on hemo-anonymity more than right this second.

“Yeah, people tend to leave pretty satisfied with their finds.”

“They say you leave with something you truly desire, even if you yourself did not know that you desired the object.” This time when he smiles, it’s with his teeth. “This begs the question, what of someone that is content? One that desires nothing?”

You say nothing. There really is nothing to say, the items find themselves on your shelves. You are simply the conduit they use to get to their destination. He nods and turns back to the shelf, his hand drifts over a journal that is accompanied by a map. They both bear the sign of the troll known as the Mapmaker. She was quite the interesting troll. They say she could see the layouts to lands, on Alternia and off of it, in her mind. A powerful tool. The Empire was very interested in her, because though she never really knew where the lands were and could not provide the ways to get there, the maps of these places were always quite detailed and very accurate when they were found. At first, it was considered that she was just a creative with an overactive imagination. A few coincidences later, she’d found herself on the desirable list of quite a few powerful trolls. When she disappeared, so too did most of her work.

Except what little bits ended up on your shelves, you guess.

“I did not know she made maps of mythical places, as well.” He says into the open air, unfurling the map. Over his shoulder you can barely make out the word Ilioneus in her script. “I do believe I found what I was looking for after all, Aneixe.”

“Of course, I will be happy to help you check out, then.”

Something about his being happy with your store, also fills you with pride. How strange.

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