Hello, Trolls fandom! Seeing the influx of John Dory AUs on the rise, I've decided to contribute with my own: an AU where John Dory is a mysterious, deadly vigilante known as The Black Falcon!
More information under the cut:
What is The Black Falcon AU about, exactly?
Like in canon, John Dory revisits the Troll Tree a few years after the disbandment of BroZone, and what he finds absolutely devastates him to the point of turning gray. Discovering that his old home is now abandoned and in ruin, JD is quick to believe that his family lost their lives to the Bergens, and with this revelation, so, too, does is spark the inferno that is his drive for vengeance against the beasts that wronged him.
JD makes his first debut as the terror of Bergentown when a passing Bergen finds him on the day he returned to the Troll Tree. Miraculously, John Dory manages to kill his captor away from the prying eyes of other Bergens, and such a grim twist of fate is what sends him spiraling into becoming the shadowed killer, born of blood and retribution.
For the next twenty years, John Dory continues to haunt Bergentown in secret, picking off the monsters that destroyed his family, his home, and his people one by one by targeting pressure points using a tied needle and crossbow, as well as becoming quite acquainted with different varieties of poisons. Somewhere along the line of his endeavors, he befriends a falcon and names her Striker (having never met Rhonda in this AU, as much as I love her), and using his new companion's pitch black feathers as inspiration, JD sheds his old identity and becomes The Black Falcon.
The John Dory from before has died long ago, and from the bones and ashes, The Black Falcon rises, a harbinger of death and retribution, an omen that sends chills down the spine of any Bergen who hears an utterance of his doings, a quiet and coldly calculative husk of the happy-go-lucky troll he used to be, all in the name of avenging his loved ones.
So what happens when he comes to learn that his brothers and the Pop trolls are still alive?
i don’t usually edit, and it’s been so long since i’ve drawn JD or floyd.. but after the last chapter- how could i not!?
the bit where branch tells floyd that his smile is similar to JD’s reminded me of this silly animation meme over on tiktok, i doubt he’ll ever forget his brother’s face- but i couldn’t resist!! i needed to draw a bit of angst and what better way to do that than test my long forgotten editing skills
anywho! thank you @rydoesartandstuff for delivering angst, once again
Macaroon and Trifle realize just how fickle a troll's life is...
Animatic with no sound, so feel free to pause to read the captions.
I made an animatic of my Troll OCs about a year ago and never got around to posting it. I was originally gonna share more info on them before sharing this, buuut yeh that didn't happen so here ya go hehe
AHHH HE LOOKS SO HUGGABLE! I just want o hug him and tell him everything will be ok (Knowing me, the author, will continue to make his life hell😂). I love him so much, he looks AMAZING, thank you!
Amazing job capturing this scene! Seeing my writing come to life AH😍 (The one Country Troll in the background licking the knife off the ground was sending me😂) So so cool!!!
more honeycomb... i think he used to work on a farm until he got TIRED of lonesome flatts' morose nature. till a drifter came into town and showed him theres OTHER music to enjoy
now he's early 40s and loves ALL music. but he still has a soft spot for country
“Yeah…” John Dory said with a grimace, thinking back to his dream and his father’s death grip on his shoulder. “He was a jerk.”
“He was broken.”
Broken… John Dory’s eyes shot wide open, as if he’d been slapped. The word seemed to slice through John Dory’s heart, leaving it open and bleeding.
“When Mom died, something just broke inside him.” Bruce continued, his face grim. “Something that couldn't be fixed. It wasn’t any of our faults. He was just broken beyond repair.”
Forgot about this wip! based on a scene from John Dory's Quick and Consise Guide on How To Survive
