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[orphanage-trolls]

Dastardly things in the Dark pt. 2 (closed rp)

@succ2nite

“How do these thiNs eveN work?” Notyel questioned, a bunch of painkillers in hand. The magenta eyes glanced over the one who Dunken had captured in complete confusion. His mentor had said not to use any one her, and even she said that she was ok, but the younger seadweller felt like it was entirely wrong. Being shot was really painful and even if the wounds were sanitized it would sting like heck for a long while after.

Besides, he and Eulogy were far away from Dunken at this point. Instead of the older seadweller’s cave around them, they would be sitting in one of the guest rooms of his hive, a massive man-o-war, around 200 feet long with many decks and floors, only navigable by a large variety of chutes and ladders. Rather bad movement design, but hey, it was fun. And comfotable.

“You have aNy idea?”

[orphanage-trolls]

A loud thud echoes as a large gigantic rabbit hits the deck of Not's ship, a small troll on its back. Familiar but all to different.

Seconds after the first large thud echoed across the ship, a second, much smaller thud would. Sounding mostly like one of the ships supports had been run into face first. “Ow. Is this aN attack?..”

[orphanage-trolls]

Dastardly things in the Dark (Closed Rp)

The damp leaves created a most odd scent as boots smashed into the piles of mud and dirt. Large vines and leaves would be pushed out of the way of the magenta blood as they glanced about their surroundings. It was early night, likely the time lussi would be out to run and prowl about for their meals, so the seadweller was on his guard. And yet, there would still prove time to talk as they glanced backwards.

“I doN’t get it DuNkeN. ALright, so we’re seadweLLers aNd aLL.. Why do we Look dowN oN other troLLs for their bLood coLor? Like.. I kNow we’re stroNger, aNd durabLe but I doN’t get why that meaNs that the Lower bLoods are bad. It just meaNs we’re kiNda super good!”

The young seadweller glanced back to their older master with an expectant look on their face, though perhaps that didn’t matter. The confusion in their mind however remained.

[orphanage-trolls]

The start of Alteration: Closed rp

Lost again!

It wasn't the last time the seadweller was going to get lost, but it wasn't the first either. Truely, having almost no sense of dierction was one was one of the greatest curses one could give a troll who wanted to be a pirate. Still, it didn't seem like that bad a place to stay for the time being, a large rock near the coast, most likely far away from more then a few towns.

The anchor would be dropped, having the giant man-o-war come to a halt as Notyel walked across the ships brow. Tossing a length of rope off the side the seadweller scampered down to the rocks, taking a treasure map out of his pocket. The magenta eyes glanced over it, and the rocks looked similar enough to what he was looking for.. hopefully.

putting the map into his styledex, the seadweller walked towards the water, diving underneath the salty tasting waves and searching for an opening, or a spot where treasure might be hidden. Perhaps a bit noisly for any who might have been listening closely.

[orphanage-trolls]

Off the waves; Closed rp with Phantomfantrolls

The smell of the sea clung tight in the air as the winds pulled the draft into town. In the center of it trade was flourishing, merchants standing at their stalls selling things to travelers who came to the small port towns while thieves attempted to pick pocket passerby’s. Alleys were filled with unjust dealings while trolls moved this way and that in the crowds to get their destination.

It was nice. Relaxing almost. After feeling the movement of the ship for quite a while during ship battles and the like, being on land felt completely foreign and as such a certain magenta blood. Sticking their hands in their pockets, the seadweller would have finished their shopping for things to repair their ship as well as items that might be needed to sustain one’s self on the waves of water.

Now what was there to do exactly? The desire to return to the ship wasn’t exactly in abundance but there wasn’t a lot of sights to see right away either? As such the captain would continue to walk along the cobblestone (or alternian equivalent) looking for interesting things.

[orphanage-trolls]

Additional character fact: Notyel has a tendency to kick open unlocked doors instead of opening them because its fun. 

[orphanage-trolls]

Character facts: Notyel doesn't knock. Make sure to lock the door behind you.

[orphanage-trolls]

Whats your favourite saying?

[[not sure if you meant muse or mun so 3 most used muses and mun.]]

Notyel: ”Yesterday is history, aNd tomarrow is a mystery, but today is a gift aNd thats why its caLLed the preseNt.”

Cileno: ”What doesn’t kIll you makes you stronger.”

Zodiac: ”I’m surrounded by idiots.”

Mun’s favorite saying is “c’est la vie” or life is life. Heard it off of a band and always liked it after that.

[[also talksprites not working.