Your name is Lolcow Peachs. You enjoy the simplicity of grave robbing from decomposed troll bodys to collect their bones after the muscle and tissue has long melted off, you like plants but can never remember to water them so they wilt, you like to record yourself for your fans online! Theyre pretty mean but they laugh at your reactions so theyre not that bad, and you also enjoy talking to your friends all day and doing nothing productive besides that. You make jewelery with the bones you collect at the very least! The prettiest little necklaces, bracelets and rings to show off to alot of people. You were formerly known in the low blood Punk and rave spaces before breaking your arm, playing the guitar and getting MAD NOOK in your prime. You dont really count as popular any more though, and you never recorded any of your songs to be released due to high blood plagerism. The only lasting records of your old music are in the hands of fans who recorded it. Your Lusis isnt in the picture. They were a large fluffy cow but they abandoned you like a sweep ago because they believed you were unfit to take care of them. It is all your fault theyre gone. Do you remember what she looked like? I mean...they might have been an off white in the fur, they liked eating rose petals so their lips were always red like lipstick...its hard to remember anything else. You miss your mom. You miss her so bad. You cant be alone here anylonger. Maybe youll live with one of your friends for a bit.... You live in a mausoleum in the middle of a graveyard and use revolvers as your weapons. you have a keen interest in troll fire arms and their uses.
