==> Enter name. [OPEN]

Spoiler:

A young girl stands in her respiteblock. Turns out that today.. is in no way special whatsoever and should not be treated as if it has any meaning or importance. She seems rather impatient, so perhaps hurrying this introduction (with a bit of poking fun at said impatient troll girl) would be wise.
==> Enter (utterly ridiculous and fake) name.
The display doesn't even get a chance to type it out before you give it a rather fierce glare. Having no time for such childish games, you quickly pull your TRUSTY SHOVEL out of your SYLLADEX and point it at said display rather threateningly.
Okay, honestly, you just look like a total dork in that pose to anyone else who could possibly see you.
==> Hurry up with that name! The real name! No time for bullshittery!
Alright, alright! Sheesh! Your name is KAPHIN SVALOM. Despite being a little more than seven sweeps old, you are INCREDIBLY SHORT for your age. You are also merely an ORANGE BLOOD. However, this doesn't stop you from thinking that you're THE BEST THING EVER CREATED IN THIS SORRY EXCUSE FOR A UNIVERSE. Your trolltag is translucentGemstone and you spea> in a tone that puts some >ompletely necessary emphasis on anything that has a sort of "kuh" sound. You live underground in a sort of CAVE SYSTEM with your BADGER MOM, who rarely ever comes to see you except to tell you that you need to socialize more. Yes, that might be a great idea if you weren't, again, UNDERGROUND IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE.
==> Socialize through Trollian, then.
Oh right. You remember your LUSUS telling you to do so a while ago, seeing as it's nearly impossible to get in or out of the CAVE SYSTEM. It's not like you'd want to leave anyway. Too many ANNOYINGLY STUPID TROLLS are wandering out there. You feel safer here. Alone. By yourself. With nothing but darkness, mirrors, your lusus, and your shovel to keep you company.
==> Ahem. Trollian?
Yeah, yeah. You said you were going to get to it and you're getting to it right now.
...
And by now, you mean in a few swee-
==> SOCIALIZE NOW. I COMMAND THEE.
Rather reluctantly, you open Trollian and begin a memo.

-- translucentGemstone [TG] has opened memo i >ant believe im doing this
TG: in >ase the point hasnt yet been made >lear
TG: i >ant believe im even fu>>ing doing this
TG: a>tually trying to socialize with anyone
TG: i wish i didnt have to do this
TG: but id rather not have my badger mom bite my head off for literally not tal>ing to anyone in
TG: oh how long has it been
TG: a sweep or so
TG: a>tually
TG: to be perfe>tly honest
TG: i dont remember the last time i ever tal>ed to another troll
TG: although i really dont see the problem with that to be >ompletely fair
TG: anyway if anyone has anything to say
TG: then go ahead and fire away

A young male troll stands in his respiteblock. Today was not special for him, either. There isn't a day that's really special to him, anyways. He looks like he is quite relaxed, like he's cool with whatever is going on. What will you do?

==>Enter name.

FARTWAD NOOKSNIFFER.

He gives you this look (which is still pretty relaxed, by the way) that says "Nah, man. Not cool." Maybe you should try again.

==>Try again.

HELIOS APELLA.

There you go. He nods and smiles, signifying that that names is indeed correct.

==>Be this Helios guy.

Your name is HELIOS APELLA. You are a pretty chill guy, and you NEVER TAKE THINGS SERIOUSLY. You are QUITE THE FLIRT, and you flirt with nearly everyone, whether it be in a flushed or caliginous way. You are a MASTER POET, or at least you think you are. Most of your poetry is actually quite horrendous. You are A BIT ON THE CONCEITED SIDE, and your sarcasm level IS OVER 9000!!!!!!! goes through the roof. You are a rare male jade blooded troll, and sometimes that can go to your head. Your trolltag is solarSaint and you speak in a pretty chill way, and yxur words xten rhyme accidentally, dxn't they?

==>Notice a memo on Trollian.

The memo has been noticed.

==>... Reply to it.

You reply to it.

-- solarSaint [SS] RIGHT NOW responded to memo i >ant believe im doing this --

SS: hey babe.
SS: hxw are things xn yxur side xf the universe?
SS: if things were nxt gxing gxxd fxr yxu, well, that'd be a curse.
SS: really, it wxuld be a shame.

Who's this? ==>

A young lady stands in her respiteblock, throwing darts at her dartboard. Today was just like any other, and she's getting bored of plotting and attacking inanimate objects. She runs out of darts and glares at the center of the board, a lonely dart pinned to it. She doesn't even bother picking them up. Worst case scenario, her custodian eats a few. What will you do?

==> Enter name.

BONEBULGE MCDOUCHIE

She shakes her head, glaring at the slanderous name.

==> Try again.

TARIEN NORRICS

Your name is TARIEN NORICS. As you mentioned, today is a very UNEVENTFUL DAY, so you've spent it wandering your MODESTLY-SIZED hive. You're a MUSTARD BLOOD, so you don't have much room to wander, and your lusus is barely interesting enough to spend time with. Your custodian, who you lovingly call EMU-MOM, is a LARGE, UNINTELLIGENT, and SADLY SLOW BIRD. Emu-Mom sometimes EATS THINGS you leave on the floor, even when it ISN'T FOOD. You've learned to get used to it. Your hobbies, which include DART THROWING, ADVENTURING and PLOTTING TO TAKE DOWN THE EMPRESS. Many people think you're OVERLY-AMBITIOUS, but you deny those accusations. You're very QUICK TO ACT and NOT AFRAID TO SPEAK YOUR MIND.

Your trolltag is righteousMutiny and you -aren't afraid to express yourself, even if you seem a liiittle drama-queen-ish! C:

==> Get on your computer.

You decide you've had enough of throwing darts and sit at your desk, which is actually just a small table with a stool in front of it. You turn on your computer, and spot a memo.

==> Respond.

righteousMutiny [RM] responded to memo i >ant believe im doing this RIGHT NOW.

RM: ->ant believe what now? :?

==> Be the impatient troll girl again.
What do you mean again? You never stopped being yourself. However, you're genuinely surprised that anyone even bothered to respond to the memo. And upon seeing the word "babe," you instantly take it as a compliment. Maybe you could actually stand some people...
==> Quit flattering yourself, "babe".
You quickly realize that maybe it would be a wise idea to actually respond to them and not just leave them hanging.

TG: oh hey
TG: didnt a>tually expe>t anyone to respond
TG: i thought id just end up bitching to myself about being a>tually >inda social for once
TG: or at least trying to be
TG: >ind of unwillingly

A not so young troll is never alone in his respite block, every day was special to him, and he smiles gently at his surroundings, in his room are two hives, one for his mind bees, which also serve as his main computer, and another for his plasma ants, who served as the power source for his home. He saw them more as pets than appliances though. I should also mention he has a bony tail and spines on his back.

=========> Enter name

THEM!

No, that is not right, and he shakes his head giggling.

=========> Try again

CAPRIN COLONY

Your name is CAPRIN COLONY and you are always HAPPY, because you are never ALONE. Why is that? Well, you and your Lusus are JOINED at the BRAIN. Him being a large SYMBIOTIC tail and spine set. You love BUGS, you love TROLLS, you just all around like LARGE NUMBERS OF THINGS. You are a bit of a mutant, with CREAMY blood. You were a POWER psychic, but your LUSUS eats your power to PROTECT you from YOURSELF. You are CAUTIOUS.

Your trolltag is exoskeletalFleece and you Talk in a manner that shows your union, speaking as a multiple instead of a singular

=========> Your computer is pinging!

Someone wants to talk to you!

exoskeletalFleece [EF] responded to memo i >ant believe im doing this RIGHT NOW.

EF:  He11o there!
EF: Nice to meet you a11.
EF: We are Caprin.
EF: We would be happy to socia1ize with any of you.

==>Be the flirty troll.

Now now, you do have a name. A name that you would say is pretty sweet. It has a nice ring to it, you think.

==>Enough about your name, respond to the memo.

SS: tg, why wxuld sxmexne nxt want tx talk tx a magnificent creature such as yxu?
SS: and tx the xthers whx just jxined us, yxu are all magnificent txx.

In a cave a troll awakens and sits up today isent too Important just time for her to move on agen
Quit beating around the Bush and enter name===》
Scarhorn toadsniffer
First of all she is self Constance about her horns second she has no clue why any one whould sniff a toad
Anaiko Pyrave
Ok that's right ==>
You are anaiko pyrave a wanderer you have crocked heavily scard horns and short hair¤ being an escaped slave you don't stay in one place very long and don't have very good clothing you act as a traveling medic and are quite skilled in medical ability your a mud blood with some phonics abilitys such as dulling feeling witch saves you a lot on Anastasia and weak force feilds your troll tage is magledmedic and you talk in a mostly polite way as long as no purple bloods are around especially the clown ones. You will befrend any troll but them and as your such a good mraks woman you use bullet hole insted of punctuation¤

Find memo===>
You gess you will you where hons start packing but it mightb be fun to find a traveling companion
Maglededic mm: joins > ant beleve im doing this
mm: so any one know any good camping spots¤

==> Back to the mutineer!
You sit for a few moments, staring at the colourful text on the screen before remembering that you're a part of this conversation.

RM: -looks like we've got two more members added to the party.
RM: -ef, are you using the royal we? -cool. -more power to you. B)
RM: -unless there are actually several of you.

==> Kaphin, stop your blushing this instant!
Blushing what blushing why would you be blushing??? You genuinely can't help being flattered by such flirting from this solarSaint fellow.
==> Just act natural and reply to the question now in the memo.

TG: i dont know any good >amping sites
TG: but ill at least tell you that right above where i >urrently am is probably not a good one
TG: unless you li>e being surrounded by giant holes in the ground

==>

EF: Yes, there are actua11y severa1 of us. 'u'
EF: Thank you for noticing!
EF: Our name is Caprin Colony.

==>Be the Helios again.

Oh, you are the Helios? You like how that sounds.

==>Know any good camping spots?

SS: i dx nxt knxw xf any gxxd camping spxts, sadly.
SS: i live in the sun, which might nxt wxrk fxr yxu. unless yxu dxn't mind the bright light.
SS: if yxu dxn't mind my asking, why dx yxu need a camping site?

==>
There's something bothering you about there being more than one person behind a single trolltag.
==> Ask about it.

TG: why do you have to share one trolltag
TG: surely it would just ma>e more sense if you had your own individual tags
TG: unless
TG: might it just be that youre some sort of
TG: oh i dont >now
TG: a special flower or something along those lines
TG: i honestly doubt it but you never >now

==> You never know..
..especially after being underground for most of your antisocial life.

mm answer question===>
mm:old spot is now full of howl beasts¤

==> Now you're uninvolved in the conversations going on.
What now?

==> Butt in.

RM: -must be super loud.
RM: -i kinda know a decent campsite? -but it's, like...
RM: -in the countryside and is kinda out in the open. :I
RM: -but if you don't like interacting with other trolls, it's great. B)

Okay, you kind of lied about the 'decent' campsite thing. But one could camp out in the middle of the country, if they wanted to.

Respode scared one
mm:As ling as there us no hostils i can deal with it
Check on wolfs===>
You peek at the holw beasts and give each ather dose of the trank fluid you use for your dart guns

==> Be the special flower!

Was this troll flirting with yald? You weren't sure...

EF: We are 1. But we are many.
EF: We hope that c1ears it up.
EF: One tro11, one 1usus, two bodies, one sou1.
EF: We live in the yellow city so do not know any camping spots.

==>
You think you understand now. You think..
Okay you still don't understand jack shit, but before you can puzzle over it any more, a small chunk of the ceiling caves in. Considering you live underground, you and your grubtop are covered in dirt..

TG: jfkoiwea

..and the keys end up taking the brunt of that mess. You feel as though your Badger Mom will have some explaining to do when you dig your way out of this dirt pile and get said dirt out from between the keys.
==> Let's move on to someone else while you do so...

==> jfkoiwea

A keyboard mash at that time doesn't seem to sum up many emotions. Except for confusion. But then, a question mark would have been added. Perhaps they were hurt, or fell onto their keyboard?

RM: -tg, you ok?
RM: -unless that keyboard mash meant something and i'm just clueless? :/

You nod. How considerate of you, being concerned about the well-being of a fellow lowblood!

==>Keyboard slam?

SS: that was a wxnderful keybxard slam yxu did there,
SS: but i have tx ask...
SS: why was it put there?

==>Did you just rhyme there with there?

Even master poets such as yourself have to improvise. Sacrifices had to be made for the sake of art.

==> -tg, you okay?
Aside from the fact that your mood is suffering from the unfortunate turn of events, yes. Stupid dirt.
==> Yell at the dirt for not defying the laws of gravity/physics.
You refuse to do so. That's just a waste of time. You hate wasting time.
==> Respond already. No use in misleading others to think you've gone off and kicked the bucket.
You are not too happy with usage of that idiom, but you comply anyway.

TG: im fine
TG: theres another hole in the ceiling and some dirt is still stu>> between the >eys
TG: and in my hair
TG: but im fine

Offer advice====>
mm:perhaps some spakle is in order
Prepare to hesd out ===>
You gather most of your remaing stuff and ask
mm: RM chould you send me a map to the camping spot im dtartingvin the woods overlooking a small town

==> Be too eager

EF: Maybe we should all meet somewhere?
EF: We should have a party.
EF: But my hive cannot accommodate many, ironically.

==> A map.

RM: -lemme draw it up really quick, hold on.
RM: -i think i know where you are actually.
RM: -looking good.

Actually, it looks awful, but you're no artist.

==> -map for you.

RM: -aaaand done!
RM: http://tinypic.com/r/315bqpw/5
RM: -nice, eh?

view map ===>
it looks pretty bad but you can kind of make it out it will do
respond===>
mm: its not the best map but it will work thanks
head out then become a different troll===>
not sure how to be some one else but ill head out

==> Meet up with people you just met?

Heck. Yes.

SS: ef, that's a good way to break the ice.
SS: meeting up does in fact sound nice.
SS: i can't wait to meet all of you lovelies.
SS: or at least the lovelies that decide to come.