> Your name is IDEALIUM MIIRTH RHOUST. Such a name demands for a troll with a calliber so high that it BREAKS the COOLNESS SCALE. You, my friend, are in luck, for your body harbors the most precious blood color known to TROLLKIND.
> Much unlike your MOIRAIL, you are in fact NOT HIGH. Instead of bothering yourself with such TRIVIAL MATTERS you chose to busy yourself with the writing of a VERY IMPORTANT DOCUMENT that you would never FINISH. You never have time for such insignificant things.
> On normal occasions you would be found arguing with with MOIRAIL for she was one of the most INCOMPETENT trolls you knew. Other time, when you weren't busying yourself with the care of her well being, you could have been found in the SMALL , MAKE SHIFT LIBRARY your LUCUS had helped you CONSTRUCT when you were just a TINY GRUB.
> Over the past few SWEEPS you had left MOUNDS of UNFINISHED STORIES scattered around your HIVE. You didn't bother to FINISH them since they were such a waste of TIME. You had discovered that even though you had a deep passion for SMUTTY HUMAN ROMANCE NOVELS you just COULD NOT STAND having to stay still for so long! Because of this, you had also discovered that you would much rather be rocking out to some SICK BEATS or TROLLING some of those ANNOYING FLESH CREATURES your 'friend' KARKAT had introduced you to.
> However, you often found yourself comforting that of your MOIRAIL for she didn't seem to have the greatest HIVE life. She often came covered in NEON BLUE blood and you were often not sure if that was her TRUE BLOOD COLOR or if it was the color of those ANGSTY TROLLS she lived with, for she had never told you what her true BLOOD COLOR is. You never QUESTION her about it as you are quite sure she is not quite ready to tell you just yet.
> Regardless of this fact, you still felt as if you were FLUSHED for this BEAUTIFUL, DARING TROLL. The first time you had realized you had developed this CRUSH you had startled yourself, for you were the HIGHEST OF HIGHBLOODS and she was nothing more than a TROLL you had met whilst FLARPING with VRISKA and a few of her friends. You still remembered it like it was just a sweep ago. Even so, you FLAT OUT REFUSED to tell her of your CRUSH on her. You could potentially lose your MOIRAIL if she didn't feel the same way about you!
> Speaking of your MOIRAIL, it seems as if she's begun to TROLL you now. <
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ФанфикшнThere's really not much to it. For now I'm going to post entries from my OCs' point of view. If you want me to actually do a story chain with them, tell me and I'll see what I can do.
