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raitrolling · 6 days

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ok now i have Brain Power (AAAAE-A-E-I-E-A-) again i can go back to my thoughts on how my ocs would play Cosy Games cuz i always think its funny how people always assign characters who are Nice People as being solely animal crossing or minecraft or stardew players and its always like 'they have really pretty towns and are nice to all the NPCS uwu'

katrin is one of those people who maybe plays for hours one day but then never picks up the game again. shit like animal crossing is too daunting for her because you put down that game for a week and your town is full of weeds and the animals ask where youve been and it is just Too Scary to return to and face your failures

nancor likes to aimlessly wander around in his games and is prone to getting lost. you check your minecraft server logs and you just see him getting mauled by various mobs. hes having fun tho, dont worry about it

ashe is a Sidequest Guy, always doing all the little jobs for npcs because he likes to be helpful :) he agonises for ages over what gifts to give his animal crossing villagers when he sends them mail because he wants to make sure they like it, he needs a Good Grade In Friendships ok. he would also get up to a point in a stardew or harvest moon game where an npc asks to marry him and then he immediately checks with cheran if its okay for him to say yes or if he should turn them down LMFAO

velour is looking up tutorials for how to design the prettiest minecraft houses ever, and trying to make sure his stardew farms are the most Aesthetic ever. catch him awake at like 5am having spent all night redesigning his entire animal crossing island because he's going to livestream a tour for his YouTube channel and it needs to be Perfect

mikiel could care less about video games, and is doing the bare minimum in any game he'd touch. most likely the guy who does all the combat quests in Minecraft like fighting the ender dragon or the wither so other people he's playing with can get all the items

lucy is a Task Guy, and is dutifully doing every single daily chore in the game as well as trying to finish any quests as quickly as possible to not keep any NPCs waiting. loves fishing minigames, and completed his fishing + bug catching sections in the animal crossing museum within like a week after he learned how to time travel

viltau is a Spreadsheet Guy aiming for 100% completion and get the absolute most out of any game he'd touch, but he is also an Aesthetics Guy prone to completely renovating his animal crossing worlds / farming sim farms on a whim because he's gotten bored of how they look. he is just like velour being awake at ungodly hours trying to redo his island, but rather than doing it for fan approval hes just generally Deranged

glas just likes to fuck around and doesn't care about having any long-term goals in their games, and generally just designs shit to weird out any of their friends who visit their animal crossing island or minecraft server. why is there a corner of their island full of dolls? why do they have big meme murals in the nether? why is their cow named 'daddy milkies'? don't worry about it

vallis gets obsessed with any sort of animal raising or breeding mechanic and tends to forget about everything else. yeah his island is full of weeds and he still hasn't paid off any debts, but check out his rows upon rows of perfect hybrid flowers he's been crossbreeding

#ooc #katrin rissah #nancor pharom #ashell bathre #velour #mikiel giacho #lusien avalon #viltau espino #glasya elliss #vallis reyleh

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raitrolling · 3 months

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[Easy reading version on Toyhou.se]

It did not take Glasya long to put the pieces together.

Gaia had been alerted to a sudden increase in eldritch activity in the city of Atlantis, which the Investigations team was monitoring. It appeared to have been a short burst of energy as a result of an eldritch scream, but apart from the residual influence lingering around the city being worth keeping an eye on, it was not deemed an immediate threat. They could send a team out to investigate in-person should the levels of eldritch activity increase, but based on their initial assessment it was clear that at this stage it would be a waste of resources.

At the same time, Thrixe had not answered any of Glasya’s text messages they had sent over the past 24 hours. They didn’t care when they sent the initial message, a silly meme they’d found before they heard about the recent situation in Atlantis. But when they messaged him again after hearing the news and he still had yet to respond, they knew their suspicions were confirmed.

And when he still didn’t respond to their later threat to forever revoke his free candy privileges if he didn’t reply to them, they knew it was serious.

Glasya knew there wasn’t much they could do but keep an ear out for any whisperings of investigations or changes in activity in Atlantis. Even though it was known that Thrixe was their friend, they would not be allowed to tag along for any investigation. For starters, they were not officially employed for fieldwork, and could not go out unless the matter was deemed safe and they were accompanied by a senior member of the Investigations team. But also, given the high potential that the eldritch influence could trigger their possession trauma, their moirail and boss Mikail would not allow them to get exposed.

It sucked, but they knew that no amount of pouting and trying to bribe him would change his mind. They may be dating, but they were still both required to act professionally on the job.

However, they did know someone else they could ask…

After messaging one of the members of the Special Operations team to confirm if a certain other troll was onsite tonight, they slipped out of their office, informed Astera that they’ll be back shortly if anyone needs them, and headed upstairs to the other department’s wing.

It was easy to find who they were looking for, all they needed to do was follow the chill in the air. He was sitting in one of the common areas, reading through what appeared to be a briefing for an upcoming meeting.

“Hey,” - There was a pause, as if Glasya had to stop themself from using one of the nicknames they call him behind his back. - “Mikiel. You heard the latest news?”

Mikiel looked up from his papers, eyes instinctively narrowing in suspicion. Glasya never approached him for any good reason.

“What news.”

“Oh, you know, just a certain starfish prooobably doing some sort of fucky-wucky up in Atlantis that has gotten him back on our radar, and he hasn’t responded to any of my texts. You heard anything?” Glasya’s tone was as casual as always, and Mikiel didn’t care to try and gauge how genuine their flippancy was.

“I haven’t, but…” The blueblood paused, properly considering their words. He had messaged Thrixe last night, but he wasn’t the type to follow up an unanswered text. His moirail was a grown adult who can look after himself, and if he takes a couple nights to respond, that usually means he was simply too busy.

But everything else made that sound suspicious, and while Mikiel’s expression didn’t change the drop in temperature around the two trolls made it clear he was perturbed.

Glasya didn’t need to wait for any other response.

“Yeah, didn’t think so. I know you guys are tight, but no way he’d ignore lil ol’ me while still chatting to you,” they shrug. “Anyway, you think you’d be able to do a cheeky lil investigation? Make sure your own moirail hasn’t finally returned to his ancestral calling as a haunted sea sponge and become one with a coral reef?”

Mikiel rolled his eyes.

“That’s not what his ancestor was. But, fine. I’ll go.”

Glasya grinned. If it was anyone else, they knew the answer would be a definite no. But, somehow, under those hundreds of layers of ice and pretentiousness, Thrixe had managed to get Mikiel to care for him after all.

“Pog. If you need an outie of whatever mission your guys were gonna send you on, say something important from Investigations has popped up. I’ll vouch for you.”

Mikiel doubted such a plan would work, but he didn’t care if Glasya got in trouble for it. That’s their problem.

And even if he wasn’t allowed to leave for Atlantis, no one was going to stop him. Not if it was true that Thrixe was in trouble.

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Mikiel shivered as he entered the city of Atlantis, making a beeline for Thrixe’s hive and trying his best to ignore everything else. The eldritch presence in the air was palpable to someone like him, given his sensitivity to the supernatural, but apart from the inherent wrongness of it all, it didn’t appear particularly dangerous.

The amount of trolls wandering about thinned out considerably the closer he got to his destination, which he anticipated. He had chosen to investigate off the clock so he did not need to seek the approval of his boss, but as a member of Gaia it was still his responsibility to ensure the safety of the general populace from supernatural threats. Fortunately, the eldritch presence was doing its job keeping everyone else away, whether they realised it or not.

Mikiel could also feel the desire to turn away and abandon the investigation lingering within his mind, but he ignored it and kept going.

As he approached the hive, he was stopped in his tracks. The front door was open, a sign that someone else had been here… Or still was inside. He bristled, on high alert, relying on The Patron’s gift to try and sense any other supernatural entities amongst the horrorterror’s lingering aura. The temperature around him was rapidly cooling, and frost creeping up the windows of the hive would alert anyone inside to his presence, but he was ready to fight if necessary.

The interior of the hive was wrecked. Mikiel did not visit Thrixe’s hive often as the hybrid preferred to visit the blueblood’s own, but he knew his moirail would not willingly leave the place in such a state. Furniture had been overturned, paintings fallen off the wall, lightbulbs shattered, and black blobs of something melted into the carpet. Ink, presumably, or some sort of sludge? He didn’t think it was necessary to understand exactly what it was, but he knew enough about terrors to know what kinds of liquids to expect.

He crept through each room, looking for any signs of life. Nothing, no intruders like he had feared from the open door, and still no signs of the seadweller. Just a trail of the black substance, and-

Mikiel’s head suddenly turned at the sound of some animalistic noise, as his psiionics reacted in kind, freezing the floor directly underneath his feet.

Oh, it’s just Archimedes. The gryphon had left its hiding spot and approached Mikiel, recognising him as a troll it could trust. Mikiel could not understand the animal’s body language, but he would not be surprised if it was distressed by the disappearance of its owner. He relaxed slightly, and crouched down to examine the creature. It didn’t appear like it’d been harmed, and it simply stared curiously back at him.

He nodded in acknowledgement, then stood back up, motioning for the animal to not try and follow him. If he can’t find Thrixe, he’ll need to take Archimedes back with him to make sure it gets looked after. Glasya would likely know what to do.

He cast his attention back to the black fluid on the floor, and cautiously followed its trail. The lingering eldritch influence was starting to make his head hurt, but this appeared to be his only lead into locating his moirail. The trail took him to another door, which had been completely shattered, like something massive had forced its way through it… Or out of it.

Gazing into the open entrance of the broken door, he noticed where the trail of muck had ended. The seafront hives in Atlantis were built to be half-submerged for the seadwelling occupants, and many contained passageways and chambers that lead directly into the depths.

Mikiel grit his teeth, and turned to run out of the hive and towards the shoreline. Without thinking, he kept running, allowing his psiionics to freeze the water directly underneath him so he could take off over the ocean. He gripped his gloves in his teeth and tore them off, allowing for his cryokinesis to operate uninhibited, spreading the ice further across the waves and freezing a thick platform he could safely cross. He had learned he was able to trust in his abilities now, and that he could put his full faith that pursuing this hunch would not lead him astray.

He did not stop until he was far from the shore, past the sandbar that only trained swimmers and those with gills would dare to cross. He knew he would not see any signs of the horrorterror hybrid from the surface, but - and he felt stupid for hoping this, but god was he desperate, despising the way his own fears burned in his chest and lead him to run into the maelstrom of eldritch activity - perhaps, he could-

“Thrixe!!!”

He screamed his morail’s name out at the ocean, as loud and as shrill as his lungs were capable of. The chill in the air felt piercing, and he was clenching his fists so hard they were freezing over. He took in another deep breath.

“I know you’re out there somewhere, I can feel your damn presence all over the place! You- You- Coglione! Cretino! If you’ve done something stupid, get back here and tell me! Don’t just fuck off and leave everyone worried! Tu rompiscatole!”

The words came out far angrier than he had intended, but… Seeing the state of Thrixe’s hive, the black sludge that slathered the floor, the wrecked furniture and doors that reeked of a desperate escape, and then knowing that whatever he had done had triggered Gaia to start monitoring again without knowing if this was even his moirail’s fault, he was terrified.

“You- Answer me, goddammit!!” He screamed until his throat felt raw, and clusters of ice spikes had sprung up around him as his psiionics reflected his own rage. The ice around his fists shattered, but kept threatening to freeze over once again. He could no longer see through his glasses, having also frozen over until the lenses shattered.

But that did not matter, as there was only silence.

Silence, and the increasing feeling of absolute dread caused by the eldritch influence swarming around him.

As Mikiel stood there, it became clear to him that Thrixe was no longer within the confines of Atlantis’ ocean, and was not in control of what lingered around the bay. If he was still in control, it’s deterring aura would have likely been much stronger to the point where the blueblood would’ve found himself unable to even get close to the hive. Thrixe would not have want his moirail to worry so much, or to get injured and fall under his thrall.

If Thrixe was still in control, it wouldn’t feel so hateful.

The cryokinetic shivered, not from his own psiionics but from the sudden awareness that he was absolutely powerless. His moirail had vanished into the depths, and there was nothing left of him remaining in this area, nor any other ways that he could be pursued. All that was left was something that felt actively malicious towards Mikiel the longer he stayed here, feelings of hatred and resentment prickling under his skin.

Like a man possessed, he finally followed his instincts, and fled back to shore.

#drabble #glasya elliss #mikiel giacho #icebreaker #this drabble is set approximately a day after the events of Hazey btw #and has nothing to do w. Harbinger except i wanted to write my characters' response to it lmao

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raitrolling · 4 months

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I’m sure there’s a lot of people that wish they lived in that particular universe, the Jamieless one

"yeah i know right

that fucker bit me yknow

LLike damn i know im a snack but cmon"

#meanwhile you see multiple notifications pop up above your head: velour did not like that. viltau did not like that.#liiore did not like that. sharle did not like that. ropikk approves of your comment.#asks #anonymous #glasya elliss

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raitrolling · 3 months

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oof

yeah

i heard the odds aint LLooking too good for poor oLLd starfish boy right now

taLLk about a major LL man

absoLLute bruh moment

weLL

not much anyone can do but pray the furthest ring decides it doesnt LLike the taste of brainLLess seafood and spits him back out

id hate to be whoever breaks the news to his moiraiLL tho not gonna LLie

been hearing from guys in the speciaLL ops team that the onLLy thing scarier than an angry yeLLLLing mikieLL is a mikieLL who is compLLeteLLy siLLent

#and then i remembered that ginger was gonna notify gaia so glas wouldve heard the news secondhand #fantroll musings #glasya elliss #not open #theyre a lot more upset than theyre leading on btw. classic 'how many jokes can i make to cover up my Emotions' glas

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raitrolling · 6 months

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What my mains + some extras are doing for Fright Night cuz I forgot to make this post last night

Katrin - No plans, but if people are leaving candy outside with a ‘take one’ sign for trick-or-treaters she’s taking the whole pumpkin basket

Nancor - Running his fortune telling booth while dressed as a fallen angel (Gliese helped him out together his costume)

Ashe - Working, but dressed in silly Fright Night themed medical scrubs and handing out extra candy to patients

Velour - Attending Viltau’s party, dressed as Yue from Cardcaptor Sakura because he wanted to impress Jamie with an anime costume but because he doesn’t watch any just googled ‘pretty anime man’ and kept scrolling until he found one he liked

Mikiel - Nothing, unless he gets forced into attending a work event

Lusien - Putting in extra work trying to make sure all the supernatural creatures residing in Vernrot don’t cause too much trouble

Viltau - Hosting two Fright Night events which are both haunted house themed escape rooms: One early in the evening for just his friends, and another after that for guests who have accepted his invitations and signed the waiver because this one is the Murder Version. He’s dressed as a demon, and has constructed an entire backstory about his character being thousands of sweeps old and dedicating his lifetime to subjecting mortals to deadly puzzles to escape their demise

Glasya - Attending whatever party they can find (either a work one or one hosted by a friend), dressed as a slutty version of some classic horror movie monster

Vallis - Did not realise it was Fright Night

Liiore - Animal Crossing Fright Night Event is about as much scares as he can handle

Eichio - Working as Viltau’s assistant for his two parties, dressed as a demon butler / familiar

Sharle - Likely just preparing for the next race, but his team’s YouTube channel uploaded a video of him and Tira in shitty dollar store costumes attempting to carve pumpkins

Linnae - Does not know what Fright Night is and is very scared of all these people walking around in costumes and asking him for candy

#ooc #katrin rissah #nancor pharom #ashell bathre #velour #mikiel giacho #lusien avalon #viltau espino #Glasya elliss #vallis reyleh #liiore dariya #Eichio maccau #Sharle casini #linnae ishimi #mobileblogging

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raitrolling · 3 months

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part 2 of the voice template memes since i decided to do all my mains + some extras

i didnt fill out the speech pattern section cuz girl what even are gendered speech patterns, and filled out the sliders based on pure Vibe so dont compare them to each other LMAO

also i tried to make my handwriting as decent as i could, yes my capital Ls look like Zs dont worry about it

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#headcanon #lusien avalon #sharle casini #viltau espino #glasya elliss #vallis reyleh #linnae ishimi #i couldve called lucy's voice kind but I Forgor and had already saved the image and erased his layers by the time i thought of it

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raitrolling · 2 years

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@trolloled

=> With your team reduced from four to two, there’s been some aspects of your job that’ve become considerably more stressful. Tonight was one such night, thanks to a server malfunction locking you and Astera out of your own record management system. You’d opted to stay back to catch up on all the work you couldn’t get done thanks to having spent most of the night on the phone with IT, which has resulted in you still being at the office well into the day. You don’t see much point in going home, so just like you’ve done many times before, you set up your office so you can get a good couple hours sleep.

=> An unfortunate side-effect of your abilities that you’ve discovered recently is that you have a habit of accidentally falling into other people’s dreams when you fall asleep while feeling particularly stressed, and tonight is no exception...

=> ...

=> You ‘wake up’, miles away from your office, standing in front of a familiar clinic. Your outfit remains the same as what you typically wear, so you can figure that you’re probably already familiar with the dreamer. Ullane probably? You don’t think you could fall into Thrixe’s dreams, but there’s an aura here that feels... Wrong. Like however you ended up in this dream, you probably shouldn’t be here.

=> But also, it’s a dream. It can’t hurt you. Foreboding aura, schmoboding aura. You open up the front door and walk inside.

heLLLLo

anyone home

#rp #glasya elliss #trolloled

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raitrolling · 6 months

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👑 1, 9, 10, 15, 18 :)

1 - My smartest muse

i don't think i have an overall smartest muse, but i do have a lot of characters who have highly specialised knowledge in one field but are generally average in everything else

Vallis is a scientist who specialises in both troll and marine biology, Viltau is very knowledgeable when it comes to his own hobbies (cooking, literature, cinema) and generally enjoys learning about everything he can, Sharle speaks four languages and knows a lot about open-wheel race cars, and Mikiel has a lot of (very biased) knowledge about classical music and the arts, just to name a couple

9 - The muse who has changed the most

physically? i mean Vallis became a horrorterror hybrid and Celise got turned into a zombie lmao

but in terms of general character development, i'd say the Velour has done a lot recently. he's been learning to move on from his past mistakes that were always holding him back, take time off his work to manage his stress and anxiety (after a controversy involving a fan nearly tanked his whole career), and has found a new close group of friends and a moirail who are all very supportive of him while also making sure he keeps it real

10 - The muse with the most outfits

Velour, again. the man's a fashion designer, and his talksprites have like 7 alternate outfits not including toggleable accessories

15 - My most dangerous muse

Mikiel and Fleure in terms of raw power, given that the former is an incredibly powerful psiionic and the latter is an even more powerful mage + dragon shifter. both will only attack if they feel provoked, though (or in Mikiel's case, he has to do it for his job), so they can hold a civil conversation and be reasoned with

in terms of general dangerousness, you do not want to get on Viltau's bad side. man really loves his torture. and point-blank assassinations. and petty revenge. and he used to kidnap people's lusii and cook them if they really pissed him off, and only stopped because his matesprit disapproved

18 - My most extroverted muse

probably a toss-up between Callan, Amarys, and Glasya. i don't tend to write extroverted characters because i am very much Not one, so most of mine tend to lean more towards introvert / ambivert

#asks #mageofspacemultiverse #vallis reyleh #viltau espino #sharle casini #mikiel giacho #celise shoket #velour #fleure ishimi #the tidality #callan ranpoe #amarys viridi #glasya elliss #i mightve missed tagging someone lmao #but ty!!

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