AUTHOR'S NOTE: So yeah. Since this is all about living on Alternia, I'm going to eventually need to put in other trolls as minor characters and for background purposes, as well as a few other things. Therefore, if you have a fantroll and you're interested, feel free to PM me with it if you want to see him or her appear in this adventure.
It's entirely possible that they could get a larger role in the story than just a small appearance in the background, or a bit part. If you have any ideas for a role your troll could play, you can mention it in the PM. If I think your troll might be perfect for a certain role, I'll be sure to ask you if that'd be alright with you first.
Anyway, doing this would definitely be appreciated and I will make sure to give credit for all original sprites used.
The night falls once more. However, this particular night is no ordinary one. Tonight marks the one sweep anniversary of your exile, and you've decided that this momentous occasion should mark another significant event as well.
Tonight will be the first night of the rest of your life. Your period of suffering is complete, and thus now you must work toward redemption. It will be a long and arduous road, of course, but you have met some people in your travels, people who you can rely on for support. Yes...the time is right.
Okay, you're out of the tree, reflection time is over. You are that girl, that one in the middle of this clearing. You have decided that today marks the first step you will take in order to reclaim your honor and former life.
What will you do?
Last edited by Dudemaster47; 12-14-2012 at 11:28 PM.
You, like many young trolls, had your PLACRONYM engraved with your name when you were 6. You already have a perfectly fine name, thank you very much. Some of your less organized friends friends may have lost theirs, though. But this raises a good point, you probably should spend some time telling us about you.
Originally Posted by Gira
> Thoughtfully regard all of those arrows in the trees.
And this is a perfect jumping-off point. You shot all of the arrows.
Anyway...your name is TRAICI SODALI, and you ARE...WERE A PROFESSIONAL SNIPER. You kind of blew that, though, so here you are. As was blatantly pointed out previously, you are now in EXILE, although you still have a few ties to troll society remaining. Those ties are, in fact, some of the people you have befriended over your SWEEP OF NOMADIC LIFE.
Oh yeah, that's probably a thing you should mention. You're HOMELESS. Which is to say, you ABANDONED YOUR HIVE after you were exiled. You assume your lusus is taking care of the place while you travel, but you're not sure if she's even STILL ALIVE. Somewhat related to this, of course, are your various INTERESTS AND SKILLS. For one thing, you have an UNCANNY SENSE OF DIRECTION. Along with this, you have an EXTREME FONDNESS FOR MAPS AND CHARTS. Not like TREASURE MAPS, mind you, more along the lines of MAPS DEPICTING LARGE AREAS OF LAND. You also happen to like PUZZLES, although you haven't particularly humored that interest in a while. Every so often, you find something to challenge your intellect, though. Finally, you hold a fondness for STRATEGY GAMES AND SCENARIOS. You find this interest to be very useful, as you generally need to hunt for your food every night and you always like to find NEW AND CREATIVE WAYS TO DO SO. Anyway, you like to practice with your BOW AND ARROW frequently, generally drawing targets to shoot at. Keeps you accurate, you know? You figure that if you manage to redeem yourself, you'd be a shoe-in for the noble ranks of the ARCHERADICATORS.
You occasionally chat online with your few friends, only half of whom you can ACTUALLY STAND TO BE AROUND. The other half...you'll get to them later. Your trolltag is victoriousVeritas and <<you Would prefer to be soft spoken and eVVen tempered.>>
Last edited by Dudemaster47; 02-14-2012 at 12:10 AM.
There's nothing wrong with a pair of serviceable pink sneakers! Hey, you like pink and you think you pull it off pretty well. It's not a crime to like being a little fashionable, you know! It's why you have these shades, as well.
Originally Posted by JordanTH
>Exposit on how you've survived the last sweep with no hive.
>On that note, how do you have internet access?
But they're more than a simple fashion accessory. Your old job used to require a lot of on-your-feet thinking and planning, so you had these custom-made COMPU-SHADES. You can pull up all sorts of maps and plans and diagrams, go online to search up all sorts of useful information...really, it's one of the few things that you've kept. You've been using it to look up survival techniques for the last sweep, and you've gotten pretty good at living in the wilderness because of it.
Not only that, but you can access the internet anywhere since it's connected to the phone network. TECHNOLOGY.
Ugh. What does this clown want?
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jackbootSwashbuckler [JS] began trolling victoriousVeritas [VV]
JS: ahoy matey
JS: how's me lass on this fine night
VV: <<Why do you do this to me.>>
VV: <<leaVVe me alone. seriously.>>
JS: i jus' be tryin' t' parrhaps ask ye t' go out an' strike th' main brace wit' me
JS: y' know get some drinks an' such
VV: <<no. first of all i Would neVVer associate myself With a seadWeller. period.>>
VV: <<second of all just stop. seriously. stop. hoW many times do i haVVe to tell you that i detest you before the message gets across?>>
JS: yarr then tharr be hope fer me yet eh
VV: <<i mean it in the most strictly platonic sense. you knoW What i meant.>>
JS: don't deny yer feelin's dearr traici
JS: ye may have a hearrt as stormy as th' sea but th' sea's beauty comparres not t' ye
JS: an' deep b'low yer decks i know yer hearrt beats bright red fer me
JS: or black as th' case may be
JS: (i call it traici: me unrequited beauty)
VV: <<nonono. no. NO. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU FOR PESTERING ME WWITH THIS DISGUSTING DRIVVEL. FUCK YOU AND YOUR STUPID PIRATE POETRY. AND MOST OF ALL FUCK YOU AND YOUR WWHOLE RACE OF VVILE SEA SCUM.>>
JS: ye ungrateful wench
JS: why i oughta keelhaul ye fer them sland'rous words ye be spoutin
JS: but i ain't one t bring harrm t' as fair a lass as ye
jackbootSwashbuckler [JS] began trolling victoriousVeritas [VV]
JS: ye know i be over ye
VV: <<so you say you lying slimebag.>>
VV: <<you do this eVVery day.>>
VV: <<frankly iVVe been enjoying the last feW days Where you haVVent bothered me. Why dont We keep it that Way?>>
JS: look i be meanin' t' actu'lly parrley wit' ye on somethin' here o' deep significance that be relatin' t' me mysteri'us absence
JS: ye savvy
VV: <<ugh. Why me? this is more of your paranoid bullcrap isn't it? just face it. the laughsassins arent chasing you. seriously. you are not important or Worth the effort of hunting doWn.>>
JS: i ain't parranoid if they be really chasin' me
JS: i foun' th' black spot nailed t' me quarrtarrs' walls three days ago
JS: an' i be seein' black shadows movin' in th' cornarrs of me eye i do
JS: yarr i ain't caught a wink o' sleep in days
JS: i haven't even been able t' go at me grog fer fearr o' them catchin' me squiffy
VV: <<i see the problem now.>>
JS: ye've finally come arroun' have ye
VV: <<you are an insane stalker and also paranoid.>>
VV: <<and you haVVe an odd obsession With pirates bordering on the fetishistic.>>
VV: <<i think youre addicted to being afraid of the laughsassins. and an addiction is a poWerful thing.>>
JS: I BE SERIOUS HERE
VV: <<leaVVe me alone. this sort of thing is drapias field of expertise anyWay.>>
JS: i don't trust th' venom'us strumpet
JS: both 'er morals an' 'er cat be farr too loose
JS: any sailarr would be wise t' be warry o' anyone like 'er.
JS: she be th' livin' embodiment o' th' cap'n's daughtarr an' god save th' poor sailarr who takes it in mind t' plundarr her booty
VV: <no Wonder she cant stand you either. noW go aWay.>>
JS: wait i really do need yer help here
VV: <<too bad.>>
(If anyone actually reads this, then sorry for the delay.)
Originally Posted by Zerovirus
Begin making plans to head towards the big city on the horizon, gathering and surveying your available resources!
Alright, let's take a look at your stuff. You have:
1...uh...EMBARRASSING THING. Yeah. That's what you're going to call it.
Anyway, you have it all stored in your BULL'S-EYE MODUS. The least valuable objects are stored in the outer rings, and as they go up in value they enter the harder-to-hit areas of the target. Obviously, it provides a bow and arrow to use for this task. But hey, it's not like this poses any sort of challenge for you. As for your plans to head off...
This is a map of your general area. It's about several hundred square miles, so walking anywhere is probably going to take a while...but hey, all of your friends (and some of your "friends") live around here.
Of course, tonight is mercifully long enough that walking such long distances is plausible. It is the middle of the third dark season, after all.
Also, there's a bunch of other places that you can go. So...
>Visit one of your friends? (If so, which one?)
>Go to the City?
>Explore the Wilderness? (If so, what part?)
Last edited by Dudemaster47; 06-27-2012 at 11:54 AM.