Re: Dead Trolls [Open]

[avidBowmaster]

"Okay... Mmhm." He nods along with it all.

[sleeplessCartoonist]

"Let's draw, say, a bird."
"A bird."
"A little bird." he lifted the paper, showing it to Donwik. "It looks like a bird, doesn't it? Now, Tarien, I wish to have some matches."
"Matches?" she raised an eyebrow.
"Matches, or a lighter."

[Guest]

Yet another young, deceased troll appears in the shared dreambubble of a broken wasteland. Her name is Lupia Vacare, and she's torn a hole in her beautiful, silk sewn scarf.

[color=#993333]"GOD FUCKING DAMMIT!"[/color] she growls to herself, a visible pout wide on her black lips. [color=#993333]"FIrST I DIED, NOW MY SCArF IS rUINED. UG||!"[/color] It seemed she cared more for her fashion ornaments rather than her actual well being, but lets move on.

She had just woken up, unaware of the four trolls lingering near by. They seemed to be chatting up a commotion: one of the trolls excitedly jabbering about the piece of paper he was holding, another boredly tapping her foot against the the wagon she was perched upon, another looking extremely intrigued, and the other hanging back eith an interested glint in her eyes. All looked just as dead as she—and maybe they'd have some sewing materials! Their wagon looked full of random assortments. She decided to go ask.

She jogged over, peering into the show. It seemed like a magic trick...? She didn't dare interrupt and instead patiently waited a distance back, squinting her eyes behind fake glasses to try and watch.

[color=#008282]"...Matches, or a lighter," [/color] said the first troll. Lupia remembered with a jolt of the trusty lighter she kept in her pocket for convenience, such as lighting a bonfire or burning another troll's eyeballs out.

[color=#993333]"||EY,"[/color] she called out, causing everybody to turn to her. She held up her lighter, a curious gleam in her eyes. [color=#993333]"I ||AVE ONE."[/color]

[sleeplessCartoonist]

"Excellent! Thank you, miss. And what is your name?" the gaudily-dressed wizard asked as he took the lighter from her hands. He lit the paper on fire.

[Guest]

Abunsi sighed now that he put a good bit of distance between himself and the other trolls. He was pretty sure they were being distracted by a magic show or something... as much as he didn't want to admit it, he was now curious as to what the magician was doing.

Which is weird because he can remember killing someone who annoyed the ever loving crap out of him with magic tricks, but that's beside the point.

He quickly scaled up a dead tree - while his guardian lied down on ground to rest - and watched the show from his spot. Sure he couldn't hear what they were saying, but it's not like that mattered much.

[avidBowmaster]

Orfeus was already sitting on the branch Abunsi climbed to. He stared at him, with an almost emotionless grin.

"Hey."

[Guest]

Abunsi looked at Orfeus with a near blank expression. On the inside he was trying to figure out if he had killed or double-crossed a sea dweller before he died. After a few moments of drawing up blanks he assumed this troll was safe enough to be around.... unless he simply forgot and this guy's going to beat him with a stick later.

"|/=...Hey." The look on his face hadn't changed.

[avidBowmaster]

"Why were you running away?" He blankly asks Abunsi.

[Guest]

Cervid turned to find out her noble steed/Orfeus had gone missing. She gave an annoyed whine that he had abandoned her, but her attention was quickly drawn to the hill behind her where a commotiona nd crowd had brewed up. She took a last look up a scorched, gnarled tree before shrugging and sprinting to the show.

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[color=#993333]"LUPIA VACArE, SIr!"[/color] Lupia responded with a charming grin. She flashed her fake glasses up her nose and did a small hair flip, making sure to fluff up the ripped scarf on her neck. Her eyes were completely distracted by the flames quickly eating up the paper, the orange tongues licking up the sheet and replacing it with crumbling ash. She forgot her original motive and was captivated by what would happen next. Another girl who looked only 4 sweeps elbowed her way past the small ring of trolls, standing on her toes and craning her neck.

[color=#336699]">WH>TS GOING ON HERE?<"[/color] she asked, looking around at everybody.

[Guest]

"|/=It's-a-long-story. |/=Point-is-I-did-some-things-when-I-was-alive-and-I-don't-want-to-risk-being-around-the-people-I-did-bad-things-to. |/=Ghost-can-still-feel-pain-and-I-do-not-intend-to-risk-getting-beaten-over-something-that-happened-who-knows-how-long-ago." Abunsi moved to another branch that seemed sturdy enough to support his weight.

[avidBowmaster]

"Dont worry about your debts. I murdered about twenty people before I died." Orfeus shrugged.

[Guest]

Abunsi let out a dry sound that came out like a combination of a scoff and a laugh, "|/=That's-certainly-a-higher-count-than-mine...-unless-you-count-stray-wigglers." it was a pretty morbid (half)joke, it's pretty hard to tell if he was or wasn't joking in the first place by his dry tone. If he still had irises you might have been able to see a bit of amusement in them.

"|/=In-total-I've-probably-killed-about-12-to-15-people. |/=Not-including-the-ones-I-can't-remember-and/or-killed-off-indirectly.

[avidBowmaster]

"I didnt WANT to kill who I killed. Something came over me, and controlled my body." Orfeus said, still seemingly emotionless.

[bluefire31]

[ Sorry for not replying too often D: ]

Henoia looked over at orefues. "You killed half of our session in a bloody rage before you died."

[sleeplessCartoonist]

"A bigger audience!" he exclaimed, covering the pile of ashes with his other hand. "Now, watch, as from this ash I shall create... a bird!" He unveiled his hand, throwing a dead bird and ashes into the air. The dead bird fell with a quiet thud.
Tarien began to laugh, and the magician frowned.
"Well that wasn't supposed to happen. A bit grim."

[Guest]

"|/=Everyone-has-to-die-some-day,-why-not-by-your-hand?" There was a strong hint of amusement in his voice now, mostly from the dead bird. Then he raised an eyebrow, How the hell did that guy kill a ghost bird?

[sleeplessCartoonist]

He nudged it with his foot, before turning and reaching back into the wagon. "Tarien, clean that up for me, will you?"
"Do it yourself."

[bluefire31]

She turned her head to the magic show, shaking her head. She steped forwards, grabbing the bird and turning. She flung it as far as she can, which is it is now so very far gone.

"There. Cleaned."

Jhenko however clapped at the show. "That was kewl!"

[avidBowmaster]

"I know. It was a very large session, too." Orfeus looked down from the tree to Henoia.

[sleeplessCartoonist]

"Now then. Ladies and gentlemen, would you like to take home your very own piece of magic?"
"Oh, god." Tarien scowled, folding her arms.

[Guest]

Despite the ochreblood's unenthusiasm, Lupia was all for it. Her grin grew wide, her pearly twin canines bared. [color=#993333]"I WILL!"[/color] she shouted out, not realising her excitement was making everybody else in the group wince. She waved her arms as if the troll dressed as a wizard couldn't see her, her eyes wide behind crooked frames. She once again, completely forgot about her original objective.

[color=#336699]">OH MY GOD, >LL OF YOU >RE FUCKING CR>ZY. >ND NOT IN THE GOOD W>Y<. IN THE L>ME W>Y.<"[/color] Cervid muttered to herself, disappointed that her attention was once again wasted. She decided to rejoin the three talking in hushed voices at the large tree behind her, all of whom looked grim.

[sleeplessCartoonist]

"Excellent! Now, young lady, how about this fine pendant here?" he tugged out a necklace with a large, round ruby hanging off of it. "It's good luck, and a truly stylish accessory. I think it would look gorgeous hanging off of your neck."

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