Welcome to the New Extreme [Ready to start taking Trolls]

[M3Gnificent]

{Fixed. I forgot to type the word 'draw'.}  

[Zelly-fangirl]

((Oh. Well of course! : D ))

While AH (you really ought to ask her name at some point) went about her crafting spree, you sat around being bored for the most part. You strummed a few tunes for a while before wandering off to see if you could find any imps to kill.

 

[Mad Haru]

((There are several questions regarding troll plans. How did they or the humans ******** up in this RP? Is it related to the fact that Fiyah ******** the pattern to hell? Will we be having Exiles, and can mine be Problem Sleuth Prospitian Seneschal Something with the initials PS?))  

[Zelly-fangirl]

((You know, that's not a bad idea and saves me the search for another Prospitian because I have a hard time saying no to friends. >>;; As for Exiles, I didn't really plan on it, but if we can find a way to incorporate them, sure.))  

[Mad Haru]

((Oh, I'll incorporate them, all right. I will incorporate the s**t out of them.))

>Hey. You there. With the face.

You know for a fact that you aren't crazy enough to start hearing voices. So what the heck is this nonsense?  

[omgIisonfiyah]

AA: I've got some anime and ninja gear in my room, everyone else in the house doesn't have much in the way of usable stuff.

>>Blue: Drop shoes to TB

AA: There you go, feel free to use the Alchemiter and stuff, I'll go Grist farming.  

[Zelly-fangirl]

((In case no one sees the update title, I'm opening up the floodgates for trolls. Not canon trolls mind you, so no one try sending me Karkat or Sollux or anyone like that. >_> And unlike the kids, the trolls can start off knowing each other.))  

[Mad Haru]

TB: Well, balls.

You strap on the shoes, and blast up to his house.

"Nothing usable here. Looks like I'll have to use the contents of my sylladex." You sigh. "I suppose a poster of Agatha Heterodyne is better than a shuriken."  

[omgIisonfiyah]

AA: Feel free to check my brother's room, lately he's been into that techno goth stuff.

You continue the Grist farming, occasionally zipping back to your house to make stuff.  

[M3Gnificent]

You eventually create a dress with what looks like an upside-down red rose for a skirt, knifes with thorny blades, and a utility belt with a specially made holster to better carry around the roses created by your boquet modus. It took several tries with numerous failed fusions littering the room, but what you have now you are certainly satisfied with. Now...where did the chick with braids go..?  

[Zelly-fangirl]

LG: oi
LG: done having Christmas yet?

Somehow you wound up entertaining her salamander pals with a few small musical numbers, and they seemed happy enough by it. Clearly you must journey to everyone's land and bring the joys of music to the amphibious or reptilian inhabitants.

 

[M3Gnificent]

AH: Yeah, yeah.
AH: All dressed up for the party.
AH: And by party I mean slaying our enemies and hearing the lamentation of their women.
AH: Or men.
AH: Or whatever the ******** those inky things are.

You decide to admire yourself in a mirror. If not for your irritatingly curly red hair, you think you look rather nice. You spend perhaps more time than you should admiring yourself in the mirror.  

[ZimbuTessen]

==> Stop being a Wizard and do something else.

Never. You'll never stop being a wizard. Your done listening to this random flood of thoughts that invade your brain. However, you will pull out your SPECULARS and look around. Exactly what you expect. LIZARDS EVERYWHERE.  

[Mad Haru]

>Unlock the DOOR with your REVOLVER

What? That doesn't...

Your REVOLVER turns into a KEY.

Yeah okay that's great and all, but the door was unlocked to start with.  

[omgIisonfiyah]

>>Blue: Sacktap

Wha-OH DEAR GOD THAT IMP JUST KICKED YOUR NUTS!

JESUS F*CKING CHRIST IT FEELS LIKE YOUR BALLS ARE A SEA OF TORMENT AND PAIN!!

WHY WOULD ANYONE DO THAT?!

In the end, after some crying and moaning, you decide to get your revenge in the most evil way possible.

>>Blue: Ensure no survivors.

AA: Hey TB, find anything interesting?
AA: Kinda still reeling in pain from an unexpected blow to the nads here
AA: But I guess I'm fine
AA: Assuming you give a damn