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@tragicomedicDespot
Her Highness, Witch of Doom, The Foremother of all Zalgo Judhri Ithaqa.
"= okay. putting a grabber out to see who grabs. anytroll here currently residing in a 'postsgrub' planetary situation? i need advice on coming out of isolation and not being some kind of public figure about it, i do not want the ravaging new yet unadjusted trollian society to start blaming me for all it's problems it developed itself during the timeskip. ="
C:~ I cannot believe you have the nerve to complain about such thing. At the very least you belong to the same species. None of your subjects will know until you choose to reveal your divine essence.<
"= the /nerve/? haha. no, you see, they are on the hunt, and my visage altogether is known. there is a reason i kept my location fairly isolated - aaaanyways, it is fun to meet someone who shares the aspect in question. =" "= i mean, revealing it notwithstanding, i could survive that, i do not want to simply show up and say. "i will fix your problems", nor "you all caused it yourselves". because one is untrue and the other is too harsh a truth. i suppose i can discuss with my other tiered player about this, but he isn't even in the right time at the moment, i have to lure him into present nights somehow. ="
C:~ I don't know what I find the most strange - your reluctance to take the throne that is rightfully yours (although considering your blood color, it *should* cause you dissonance), or the mere thought of justifying yourself before insignificant mortals who will age and die in a blink of an eye. Why does it matter to you?<
"= if you have heard of the concept of. 'planting' a troll in the right place, that is deliberate, we are in contact, it's ok in that regard - ahah, don't say that though. anyways, mostly because right now we don't have a solution for procreation so at the moment the same trolls quite literally reincarnate. and i am not about to be the troll blamed for the tales told down generations ahead, regardless. ="
C:~ I see. It is seems to be quite troublesome. I have resurrected the dead before, but reincarnation is a far more sinister concept.<
"= it's not too sinister. it's. how it is at the moment. it goes as it goes for everyone involved. ="
C:~ Perhaps, but I wouldn't wish to anyone to be trapped in the endless cycle of samsara. Unless it's my sworn enemies, of course.<
C:~ I was too naive to realise just how delicate the task of reviving my kind truly was. Those creatures speak, but you can hear a barely noticeable hiss in their voices that gives away their artificial nature. Their blood palette is full of different shades, but none of them make any sense. They have arms and legs just like we did, but the mere touch of their slimy, cold skin is utterly repulsive. My finest creation turned out to be my deepest shame and disappointment. It's been centuries since then and I still wonder: was it predestined? Was there a way to save the mothergrub from corruption?<
"= you opted for this path? ah. we lost ours entirely, you know, so our current population is an immortal-ish imported-troll stop gap as we attempt to source a mother grub from somewhere. a universal reincarnation system is a pretty good stop gap. ="
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C:~ I don't have any "bananas" here, I'll try to follow the recipe with eternal misery and pain instead. I'll let you know how it tastes later.<
concept: mutual masturbation with your moirail nodding your head quickly when you both get close βdo it for me, cmon, cmon, you can do it, im right here, i got youβ their hands stuttering to try and keep up with yours the most comforting aftercare (tags: Reader/Moirail, rails pails, pale pails, railpailing, palefic, #nsfw, archive rating: M)
Whoever 1nvented th1s stup1d Er1dan week better count the1r fuck1ng days, 1tβs your fault my matespr1t 1snβt home r1ght now and 1βll fuck1ng cull you myself #v1olence for be1ng the reason he canβt come pay adequate attent1on to me, and by adequate 1 mean l1terally all of h1s attent1on. 1 hate you and hope you D1E. #rant πΫΆΰ§
C:~ What a shame. Indulging in such hysteria is notorious for someone of your caste, young one. Better think before you throw a tantrum over something so idiotic.<
Thankfully 1 d1dnβt fuck1ng ask you, now d1d 1? 1 want my matespr1t and 1 want h1m now and 1 ALWAYS get what 1 want >:( πΫΆΰ§
C:~ You are a complete fool, but I was once exactly like you. You'll know it when the time comes. If you live enough to reach my age, of course.<
1βm not a fool, but you really are your handles name sake, a trag1c comedy. Cull yourself #v1olence 1 donβt have to put up w1th such dr1vel from a washed up sea hag l1ke yourself. πΫΆΰ§
C:~ Hm. Must make a remark to my previous statement, you're certainly more unmannerly and ignorant than I once was. Also he's going to leave you.<
Fun fact here male fuschΒ‘as cant compete for the throne by normal means. Well the empΒ‘re Β‘s predomΒ‘nantly matrΒ‘archal. CondΒ‘tΒ‘ons vary from moots, Β‘influence and phycal power. Sadly Β‘ want and dont want the throne
C:~ Yes, and it should stay this way.<
C:~ Reminder for all my spawns who may see it: moral betrayal of the supreme body of autocratic power in the guise of Her Highness, Tsarevna of Horrorterror, the Witch of Doom and the Foremother of all Zalgo, is punishable by the interruption of the life cycle of the perpetrator.<
