Chapter Text
A young troll is standing in their RESPITEBLOCK. They have short hair, with the fringe swept over to their right. Their horns are large, straight up until the top, where they curve inwards, resembling the top of a heart. They wear a light grey, oversized sweater with bronze accents and their sign, Tauro. Their pants are baggy and dark grey, and their shoes are a muted fuchsia color. The troll's respiteblock is the usual greytones and there are movie posters on the walls. There's their HUSKTOP on a grey desk and a dark green chair, a bookshelf, a yellow RECUPERACOON, a dark blue carpet on the floor, a couch, coffee table and a TV. By the window there's a windowsill bench with a couple of pillows. Back to the troll, they are 8 sweeps old, which is about 17 Earth years. Today is not their WRIGGLING DAY, but it is QUITE A SPECIAL DAY. What day is it? Why, it's the day this troll and their friends play a GAME! Well, we can't just refer to them as the troll. We need a name. I can't make you type it in, sadly, it's not really possible here. I'll just get to it, I guess! Their name is ORLINE APHROD. They have a strong passion for various ROMANTIC COMEDIES AND ROMANCE NOVELS. They are very much skilled in SPEAKING TO AND UNDERSTANDING ALL WILDLIFE, a skill that has been passed down to them through their ancestor. Their passion has made them aware of the IMPORTANCE OF FILLING ALL QUADRANTS, even though theirs are currently empty. They like to spend nights alone, READING by their window or WATCHING MOVIES while eating EXPLODED KERNELS. They're not very social, but they do like to spend time with PEOPLE THEY CARE ABOUT. They also tend to COMPOSE SONGS, most of them being LOVE SONGS AIMED AT NO-ONE. Their trolltag is druidicNaptime and they TenD TO UsE EmphasiS StrangelY. Orline goes over to their STRINGDRUM, which is a banjo in Earth terms, and equips it to their allocated STRIFE SPECIBUS under stringskind. It is their trusty weapon, though they use it more like a tool to convince others to JOIN THEIR SIDE THROUGH SONG. They believe that an EMOTIONAL SONG can sway even the coldest of bloodpushers. They then captchalogue two books with their MATCH FETCH MODUS. It requires Orline to captchalogue matching items, and this is just a no-brainer. Stretching slightly, they walk to their window, sitting on the windowsill bench. Their lusus, a dove with a long tail called Doveart, is sitting next to them, cooing calmly. Orline looks out into the night, appreciating the nice weather outside. A good night to play a game.