Master of Ceremonies

[grittygendarme]

"Dear Troll Jesus I can’t believe you can say that with a straight face." She started talking steps forwards, but still facing Dirryk. "Seeing as I’ve known you for quite a while, the smuppets aren’t particularly a problem."

She turned around mid step and continued walking, making a face at one image. “But do not test me or you will be sorry.”

[theaetetustheory]

"What do you mean? I'm dead serious here, Janice. Those smuppets are as much of my home as the carpet I stand on. Or even the walls that force the roof to remain above me. So. It's a joy to hear that they won't be bothering you, because they won't be going anywhere anytime soon."

Was he being serious or was this just a joke to him? No one could tell, except an irony master. His bro was the only one who could tell between the sincere, the joke, and the many many ironic layers.

[grittygendarme]

She shrugged nonchalantly, but inside she reeled at the pranking possibilities thought of having someone to share food with.

"Me? Interupt you and those long, hot steamy showers of no end? Why the mere thought that you could accuse me of something like that! You wound me Dirryk. I thought, I thought we had something special, you and I. But this. This is the final straw." She placed her hands dramatically on herself, one on her forehead and one on her chest.

"I’m sorry." She whispered, trying to stop herself from grinning. "But this living arrangement must go." 

[theaetetustheory]

"Hot and steamy is exactly what those showers are. They're an extravagant, and very sensual part of any young troll's life. It would do you some good too, Janice."

Her dramatization was way over the top that even he couldn't help but laugh at it. "What ever will I do if these living arrangements go unchanged? I would have to rearrange my plush heaven. My rump room. The foam flat." He said jokingly as he gave her a light push. "I hope you don't mind some smuppets, because they're about to be apart of your life."

[grittygendarme]

"You know, I never understood just what your deal was with those plush rumps.” She stuck her tongue out at him and then mulled over what she could demand as retribution. But a weird pang hit her and she realized what she would really like.

"At least you dont have to wait long. I demand you help me make pancakes in the mornings." She moved to stand before him, blocking his path. "And to avoid you ever being late because of your extremely strange four hour long showers, I will be moving in temporarily into your apartment."

She stuffed her hands in her pockets and waited for his refusal at having her over. It was lonely, waking up to a silent dorm, and she wasnt against making him meals and desserts in order to repay him for letting her spend time at his apartment, at least until their friends showed up and made Janice move out.

[theaetetustheory]

Her offer had left him a bit shocked. She wanted to move into his apartment? Well, he had become quite lonely after their friends ran off. Maybe this was what he needed to get himself more outgoing again and not just moping around with his smuppets. 

"Fine. You may move in, but you are not allowed to interrupt my showers. They are a sacred time. You got that, Janice?" He may zone out quite a bit in the shower, but they were soothing and quite relaxing to him. Hopefully, she wouldn't ruin that, but maybe school is a bit more important. Only a bit.

[grittygendarme]

"You certainly are coerced into many a dastardly thing with the thought of confections. But how rude, shoving cake into a woman’s bosom." She playfully swatted his arm and continued to keep up. Looking around, she made a face before scooting in closer to Dirryk.

"By the way, I do hope you realize you owe me for that stunt, buster."

[theaetetustheory]

"What excuse could I make? This sweet tooth has a great desire. A greater desire than these hands have to grab a hold of some sweet plush rumps. Their posterior's begging for a firm squeeze." Dirryk looked down to Jadine with a smirk, hoping she was enjoying this as much as he was.

"I owe you, huh? It was a dare, but if you desire repentance, than you shall receive it. Whenever you ask for it back, I'll be waiting on it like those smuppets have been waiting on these strong hands." 

[grittygendarme]

"…Johnyn was being a sucker and not trying to trigger the trap." She joked as she tugged on her jacket. The party had been over and done with, she snagged a bunch of cake leftovers for later, and Dirryk was being a kind gentleman and walking more like being coerced into her home while toting one of the many assorted mustashes Feli had given her. This was one of the best wrigging day gifts ever.

"I’m honestly glad you made it. I was hoping you might. What with our other friends not being here, and while being friends with everyone else is fine and dandy… I miss them." She kicked a pebble out of her way and shoved her hands in her pockets. "But in any case, I was happy to see you. Not so much when you shoved that poor innocent cake down my shirt hoo hoo!"

[theaetetustheory]

"I didn't do much after that. I was coerced into cake heaven." Dirryk was enjoying the memory of that cake. It was delicious, and gave satisfaction to his sweet tooth. He ate quite a bit, a bit more than he should have, but he did not regret his actions. Nor did his stomach. But he did feel bad for the poor cake that had gone down her shirt. It was a delicious treat wasted. 

What she said had hit him. The other two haven't been around and it sucked. They weren't through a lot of issues and trials but they were all great friends. "They'll show up. Eventually. It's statistically impossible to avoid us for much longer."

[theaetetustheory]

WHITE GRAY

White: How could I possibly limit myself to three facts about my personality. There's too much to ramble about. I guess one would be my enjoyment of rap. Sick rhymes dropping from the heart and soul, feeling fresher by the second. Which to transition, would be my wit, which even on the worst of days can bring a laugh to the teary eyed. And third. Well, it's obviously got to be my ingenuity. I always find new ways and new perspectives to analyze the things I've done. 

Gray: They're symmetrical. They rest on my face. Do you think you can guess what they are?

[theaetetustheory]

Black

What can I say about them? They're as soft as plush, with the rump that goes on for days. Any innocent bystander would have to stop to take a gander at the cinematic masterpiece. What else could you ask for? Perhaps a bulbous nose to top it off. One where dorky glasses could sit on to look professional. 

[askboxmemes]

Invade my privacy. Do it.

Purple: 10 facts about my room

Blue: 9 facts about my family

Green: 8 facts about appearance

Yellow: 7 facts about my childhood

Orange: 6 facts about my home town

Red: 5 facts about my best friend

Pink: 4 facts about my parents

White: 3 facts about my personality

Grey: 2 facts about my favorite things

Black: 1 fact about the person I like

[theaetetustheory]

Sugoi.

[cuddlyculleague]

Glub glub glub, anybody awake???

[theaetetustheory]

What's up?

[theaetetustheory]

Saved by grace, this troll, will have the strength of his bones as long as the curse remains. The curse lives with the deeds of the comedic genius. 

Sweet, soft plush afterlife will have to wait.

[grittygendarme]

I doubt it’s as plush as those smuppets in your room.

[theaetetustheory]

A troll can dream, can't he?

[grittygendarme]

Poor Dirryk. So young and already he has his bones claimed by another. How

will we ever find a suitable partner for you.

I shudder to think of how you will survive without someone properly feeding you. Oh, i just can’t leave this world yet.

[theaetetustheory]

Saved by grace, this troll, will have the strength of his bones as long as the curse remains. The curse lives with the deeds of the comedic genius. 

Sweet, soft plush afterlife will have to wait.

[grittygendarme]

It’ll be hard, but I’m sure someday you’ll find a prankster almost as good as me.

[theaetetustheory]

No. I can't. I'll never find another prankster. My funny bone is yours. Deep within it's marrow is etched "Jayney."

[grittygendarme]

theaetetustheory replied to your post: theaetetustheory replied to your post…

Sounds like somebody has hit the sickness. Don’t let it get you down. Don’t you fall into the sickness’ gross, disturbed hands.

I think it might be a little too late. Save yourself! Tell everyone that I’m sorry I died before pranking them all. My one regret.

[theaetetustheory]

Where would we be without snakes in our cans of peanuts? How could we rest knowing we will no longer have a disguised prankster among us?

Tell me. Jayney, how?

[theaetetustheory]

If that wasn't a sign of how neglected this tumblr has been, then I have nary an idea to illustrate it. 

[theaetetustheory]

[jadineharleyforever]

So this is a joke?  I hope Davvez realizes this. 

And I don’t think Davvez has flushed feelings of any short for cowboys!  The idea is just silly!!

[tyrannousgodhand]

they took it way too far if this is supposed to be a joke then it isnt funny 

at least youre being reasonable about this whole scenario you see at least i can count on jadine to have my back unlike the rest of you assholes

[theaetetustheory]

But. Davvez...

That hurts. How?

How could simple words hurt so much, senpai?