wow it’s been a while
more fantrolls wheeeee
=====> Be the overconfident DJ.
Your name is STANIS BUUREN, and you’re the star of the Alternian NIGHTCLUBS! You’re a master of it all: trance, D’n’B, gabber, you name it, you’re probably really good at it. You make the DANCE FLOORS come ALIVE with your sick MASHUPS and NONSTOP MIXES. Even HER IMPERIOUS CONDESCENSION has attended your RAVES, WORKIN’ and TWERKIN’ her way through the crowd. Needless to say, your REPUTATION and POPULARITY are absolutely SKY-HIGH.
Your Trollian handle is statelyEntrancement  AND YOU HAVE TO YELL OVER THE FUCKIN SPEAKERS IN YOUR MESSAGES BECAUSE NOTHIN CAN STOP OR TOP YOUR DOPE ASS BEATS. 
Strife specibus: SawbladeKind
Page of Space
Land of Nebulae and Clubs
Ancestor: The Master DJ
=====> Be the chivalrous highblood.
Your name is Venkos Shalox, and you have most honourably dedicated your life to helping those both WEAK and IN DANGER, regardless of caste. Because of this, you have gained a LARGELY CONFUSING REPUTATION. That doesn’t bother you, though. Many of your close friends are LOWBLOODS, and you’ve found they are LOYAL and DUTIFUL companions on your ADVENTURES. You do, however, have a fair distaste for other HIGHBLOODS due to an INCIDENT in which you lost your RIGHT EYE.
Your Trollian handle is wanderingKnight and thou hark’st o’er thy foes a mighty and most valiant pattern of speaking!
Strife specibus: RapierKind
Knight of Heart
Land of Castles and Twilight
Ancestor: The Cavalier
- Me: (Listening to Armin van Buuren Presents: Gaia - J'ai Envie De Toi)
- Me: WELCOME
- Me: TO THE DANCE FLOOR
- Me: A PLACE YOU SHARE WITH MILLIONS OF OTHERS AROUND THE WORLD
- Me: IN A
- Me: STATE
- Me: OF
- Me: TITAN
- Me: HERE IS YOUR DJ
- Me: ARMIN VAN ARLERT
- Datt: someone needs to makr this joke
- Me: "The two trod hastily through the packed snow, the white powder crunching underfoot the only sound to accompany the silence of the ivory-draped forest."
- Me: seriously what kind of shit is this
- Datt: sounds like an interesting porno
>Writes a short bit of creative fantasy writing for a huge plot I have in my head
>Read through it
>”Eurgh this is awful” “ugh what was I thinking when I wrote this shit”
>Delete everything and close the word document
- Red: I often scroll back through your blog
- Fuschia: You're my senpai!
- Orange: We should be friends!
- Violet: You're beneath me, but I follow you anyway.
- Gold: I'm doomed and so are you.
- Purple: You need to calm down...
- Slate: I hate you a lot
- Indigo: You're quiet, or maybe a little strange, but I like you.
- Olive: I think you're adorable!
- Cobalt: I don't like you that much but I still follow you anyway.
- Jade: I like your selfies, you should post more!
- Teal: Your creative works are great!