Your name is WITNEY MADDER. Not only are you a DECORATED WRANGLER for the GOLDENROD AIPOMS, an ARENA STICKBALL team of great repute, but you also are known as a DEVASTATINGLY CAPABLE GLADIATRIX of the FIDUSPAWN ARENA. You may have a more humble lot in life than your MIRTHFUL SUPERIORS, but you enjoy minor celebrity on the colony of POMON, and you like to MILK THAT STATUS for all it's worth. Your expertise of the Fiduspawn Arena carries further than just the field of battle, however, and you occasionally work as a GUEST STAR on several RADIO and TELEVISION SERIALS. This means your time is split between TENDING YOUR HERDS, making your MOOVES TO GREENER PASTURES, and TRAMPLING THE OPPOSITION, be it on the velvet diamond or in the warehouse you converted into your very own Fiduspawn Arena. It's a rare night without an sighting of you STAMPEDING from one obligation to the next. Your mother, one of the FINEST SPECIMENS OF MILTANK AROUND, imprinted a great love of dairy into you at a young age, and every AUTUMNAL EQUINOX FESTIVAL is a new chance for you to add to your already vast array of BLUE RIBBON WINNINGS, a rare chance for you to lord your superiority over OTHERS OF YOUR OWN CASTE. Your trolltag is affectionateTrampling [AT] and you type with a charming nonchalance, UP UNTIL YOUR TEMPER HAS BEEN TESTED! ((icon credit and potential further art credit to https://chittr.ing/profile/achromaticCrusade :D))
