#serker

[clovis-rhebis]

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[theaykak]

Bu nasıl güzel olmaktır Allah aşkına?!

[hentrolls-blog]

> Ahem.

[Closed RP with @tiptoeingtrolls]

It’s almost dawn. Normally, you’d think that would mean that no one, not even angry hemorebel kids, would dare be this far out on the wilderness. The undead aren’t stirring yet, true, but it’s only a matter of time before skeletons start pulling themselves together out of the countless bones buried beneath the soil. It’s an ease on your conscience how few of them you put there yourself, but it doesn’t make patrolling this path any less of a deathtrap. So, when you see a bush move, you’re halfway to chopping it in half, along with whatever’s on the other side, before you realize it’s humming. Bushes don’t hum, and zombies definitely don’t hum. Two more steps, and you discover that tiny redbloods kneeling in the dirt do. 

She doesn’t seem to have noticed you yet. You clear your throat, and cross your arms. Gonna be real hard to explain how this one got away if she doesn’t even know you’re there.

“Ahem.”

[squidd-brain]

I desperately need a Vriska Serket MC cut asap

[hentrolls-blog]

> Be the useless oaf.

[ART GOES HERE YO]

You have no name. You have no title. You are Extermicurity Agent #BL-3YDOL. When trolls wash out of Fleet, not fit to even die in droves on the front lines, they end up where you do, tossed onto some planet or another to keep the riff-raff off the highbloods' fancy grass. It's all you're good for, a wall of meat to stand there and look scary until the night some dumb kid gets brave, or some indigo gets bored, and you bleed out, finally doing some good for the Empire when your body feeds the rats.

Yeah, no, fuck that.

Your name is SERKER URKTOS. As an extermicurity agent, you are expected to kill anyone under olive who attempts to enter your assigned areas. Refusal would, of course, get you culled immediately, but you're not some defiant mastermind of hemoequality. You're just Urktos, the big, dumb, clumsy oaf who can barely tie his own boots, much less conspire with rebels. A dozen different inquiries have been made against you, after various failures in your duties, but they've all turned up the same, and luckily for you, incompetence isn't actually illegal.

If it was, you'd have to get a lot more creative with how you get away with these things.

Your trolltag is bigGuy, and you / dont talk / that much

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TBD