Your name is JAYKKE NGLSCH.
You talk in a way that could be considered weird for a highblood. Oh, who are you kidding? You're a midblood at most. Not like it matters since no one cares about the hemospectrum anymore. (One of your friends do, but you're quite sure he does it ironically).
You love adventuring. You just can't wait to turn nine because then you'll finally conquer not countries, not planets but whole galaxies all by yourself. Which is why you have to keep from getting culled until then. You're managing it quite well aside from those pesky quadrants. Sometimes you feel as if you have some kind of pheromones because everyone seems red for you, but you can't choose one! They're all your friends! You even told them that whoever dumped the biggest beast corpse in front of your hive would win your heart, but after tripping over the 15th dead creature as you tried to leave your hive, you decided to tell them that it was a joke.
At least you still manage to be a fairly happy troll teenager, watching your shitty movies, hunting wild animals and exploring the dense jungles and the dark caves in this beautiful planet you call Alternia.