I will die in a manner so completely hilarious that no one will be able to have a funeral or anything because if they thought about how I died they'd laugh their asses off.
So instead they put my brain in a spidertank and I get to be a giant selfmaintaining doommachine for the rest of forever.
I have a stupid heart so it could kill me even now but will prolly at 40-60. But I might die before that for any other stupid reason as I also have other health issues from which the skin cancer is most annoying. And well I often get almost hit by cars and have a habit of walking into things as I'm always thinking so much that I forget to pay attention to my surroundings, so maybe I'll walk into a mince maker... Or then I'll just kill myself. You never really know.
I guess if I could deside how I die it would be either while doing something really awesome or then just while enjoying some shut eye.
Chumhandle: artlessDelirium Feel free to pester me, both IC and OOC.
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Long version!
Your name is JANNUS MEILON, and you are 7 SWEEPS OLD.
You really enjoy READING BOOKS, especially books about ADVENTURE and GUIDES ON ALTERNIAN FAUNA. You spend much of your time squirreled away in your hive doing so. When you aren't cooped up in your hive, you are usually OUT ADVENTURING or HUNTING. You rarely kill your catches though, instead you STICK THEM IN CAGES. Your hive is FULL OF CAGED BEASTS, it's like a zoo there are so many goddamn cages up in here. It's a good thing you have SO MUCH SPACE. You don't just leave them there though, you TAKE GOOD CARE OF THEM and raise them and all that. It is pretty much your MOST FAVORITE THING TO DO, EVER. Sometimes you KILL AND EAT THEM, too, but that's just life.
Your blood is a lovely TEAL BLUE, though you wish it was JADE, because jade is undoubtedly your most favorite color ever! Oh, and you're a bit of a FREAK. Sometimes you can HEAR THE THOUGHTS OF OTHERS, and they are VERY LOUD. SO LOUD IT HURTS. You can't even FOCUS ON THEM, and you are pretty sure it is the WORST ABILITY, EVER. All it does is make it so you CAN'T STAND BEING AROUND OTHER TROLLS! And so, you put your hive in the middle of a forest, where there are NO OTHER TROLLS. Unsuprisingly, you have VERY LITTLE SOCIAL CONTACT, and VERY POOR SOCIAL SKILLS. You pretty much GET ALL YOUR INFORMATION FROM BOOKS, leaving you rather NAIVE and more than a little QUIXOTIC.
You aren't sure what you want to be when you grow up. You could comfortably continue CAPTURING and TAMING BEASTS, but deep within your heart, you really want to step it up and move onto CAPTURING YOUR FELLOW TROLLS. But it is undoubtedly a DANGEROUS TRADE, and you don't even know WHERE TO START. Honestly, you're not even sure it's even A THING anymore. It's in a lot of your books, though!
Your weapons of choice are BATONS, usually ELECTRIFIED. You wish you could weaponize your HORNS, but you don't have the right kind for that, which makes you REALLY SAD. You really have A THING for horns. Nubby ones, pointed ones, sharp ones, all of them.
ALL THE HORNS.
Your lusus is a MONSTROUS LION DOG, and you LOVE HER TO BITS. She has ALWAYS BEEN THERE FOR YOU. You always adventure with her, either by her side or on her back. She was the one who taught you how to hunt, and she is the one who fetches you most of your books and whatever else you require. In exchange, she needs plenty of FRESH MEAT, which you have to provide, or else she eats through most of your menagerie. Which definitely isn't a thing that has happened several times before, NO WAY.
Your trolltag is artlessDelirium, and you tend to speak rather bluntlYᵒ.
Short version!
Name: Jannus Meilon trollTag: artlessDelirium Quirk: y is always represented as ƴᵒ, o is ᵒ, no contractions, no periods. Caste: Tealblood Symbol: It doesn't mean anything, but is the source of your text quirk. Sylladex: Egg. Captchaloguing itself is really easy, your inventory may as well be endless. The resulting card has a TIME listed on it. When you attempt to retrieve an item, an EGG of random size and color is created, which will hatch and reveal the item after enough time has passed. If the egg is broken, the item remains captchalogued and you have to get another egg and wait ALL OVER AGAIN. Your hive is littered with BROKEN EGGSHELLS. Goddamn you HATE this thing, some of your stuff has been stuck in there since you were a wiggler! Strife Specibus: BatonKind (think police batons, not the twirly kind)
I want to die after time traveling to try and patch the timeline to be the best for everything in general. Like Old Biff from BttF2, except it helping.
Dead mes are not the enemy.
For some reason I'm not comfortable with the idea of dying of old age. I don't really know, but I'd rather die at an unnatural age of death like 35-45, than wait till it's my time. Like Marilyn Monroe, who died at age 36 and because of her young death, she was forever seen as a beautiful icon. Because she never grew old. I'm kind of scared of growing old I guess. The most favorable way to die for me is through a disease. It's peaceful- kind of, and the doctor would tell you how much time I'll have left, and so everyone I cared about would come visit me and say their goodbyes before it was too late.