#taurras

[isolaradiale]

hi, please disregard my reserve! apping chixie roixmr from hiveswap friendsim (homestuck!), app found at /a. :D

Welcome Chixie!

You’ll be staying in CONDO 459

You’ll retain the ability to control small animals for 30 minutes a day!

Enjoy your stay!

--Mod Lyra

[isolaradiale]

hey there! sorry to say, but i'm dropping chixie roixmr from homestuck (hiveswap friendsim). she was in condo 459. i might be bringing her back in the future!

Dropped!

-- mod spica

[oneirokritikon]

@taurras​

  The open-air theatre in the Archimedes district quickly became a favorite for Morpheus. Without his endless library and his tether to dreams, he found himself quickly drained and without purpose. At the very least, such performances gave Dream a chance to quietly take in the creative atmosphere of the denizens of this place.

          A chance, perhaps, to understand the dreams of those here. 

  The amphitheater was sparsely occupied at this time of day. The players on stage were doing some sort of musical on the subject of lost love and the plights of the common man. Concepts that Dream has heard billions of times, but it’s better than nothing.

  Looking around, he spots a sort of creature he hasn’t seen in some time. Like any concept, Dream is viewed differently according to who’s looking. In the case of his nearby company, he would be as much of a troll as she was, at least in her eyes.     Ears pointed, teeth sharpened. No sign or mention of blood color could be found anywhere. The horns, as she would see them, look something like a pair of branches with the typical horn colors. 

    He was still Morpheus, but now he was also The Abstract. 

  The players on stage fret for a moment, as it would seem one of them forgot his lines. They mumble to themselves a bit and end up running off, clearly embarrassed by the situation.

“ 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕒 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕞𝕖. 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕥𝕠𝕠.. “

[expensiveknives]

@taurras

[You recognize this troll too, but not in the same vague way the others do. Nor really because you’re a fan. Mostly because there’s some highblood asshole hangs around her.]

[You’re pretty surprised you haven’t gotten offers to kill that guy, speaking of. Only a friend or two. Well, ‘friend’.]

you’re that lowblood performer * from outglut * right? *|

[Maybe it’s rude, but since there are so few lowblood performers, it’s a pretty good indicator that you’re right.]

[artefuquer-blog]

@taurras

You didn’t have much interaction with lowblooded trolls on Alternia, not because you’re a hemophobe, but because lowbloods generally can’t afford your arte. While you don’t care all that much that as a troll, you’re a minority here, it’s nevertheless a relief to see others who understand your culture, even if said person is a bronzeblood.

“If you’re looking for the safe zone, this is it,” you say, ponytail swishing over your shoulder. “Hopefully all of this will settle downe soon. Still, it’s kind of exciting, don’t you thinke?”