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Gruumblr dashboard be like:

Muutuual 1: hey guuys does this post thing work

Muutuual 2: hi everyonne im back from beinng bannnned! *immidiatly starts pitch flirtinng with muutuual 3*

Muutuual 3: too buusy pitch flirtinng with muutuual 2 to post abouut their annime nninnjas

Muutuual 4: heheh i am ouuppy

beforuus-for-real-juustice onn their 3rd set of mods gettinng danngerouusly close to their 4th set

everytroll onn AITA is still the asshole

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thejoraey-deactivated301040327

My three quadmates.

And yes, they eat sopor.

🧛 peble Follow

do they eat sopor?

⛔️ thejoraey

Yes, actually.

🥩 grubbyglobes Follow

you mean she isnt just pie? but a sopor pie?

⛔️ thejoraey

It’s called a bunt…. Not sopor pie… And yes, it is a sopor bunt. They all eat sopor bunts before we kiss. (They are my quadmates,)

🦷 gccgrimm Follow

They don’t look like they eat sopor.

⛔️ thejoraey

Fuck You.

Fuck You.

Fuck You.

Fuck You.

Fuck You.

Fuck You.

Fuck You.

Fuck You.

Fuck You.

Fuck You.

Fuck You.

Fuck You.

I’m so angry you are so lucky my three sopor eating quadmates are rubbing my shoulders to calm me down I’m so mad.

🧟‍♀️ madamekagamine Follow

Your “sopor eating quadmate” has a Salutations Meowbeast tattoo on her abdomenal area. The one in the middle.

⛔️ thejoraey

I printed out a photo of your avatar and taped it to my poundingsack that I punch and I mutter your URL with every strong punch I punch you twerp…. Don’t ever Talk about Blaizz or the wicked Tat(tattoo) I drew on her ever again I Don’t wanna see you standing outside my hive at 3 am holding your weird dripping brown bags ever again ok leave us alone this is the FINAL FUCKING WARNING

🧞‍♀️ 19leehahjaydee96 Follow

Well that escalated quickly……

⛔️ thejoraey

What, was that? Hmm? Come again. *Blaizz paps my cheek* Come on Joraey, they aren’t worth it, please. * I jerk my thinkpan shaking her prong off* NO! NOOOOO!!! *starts to just pummel you with my big fucking fists. With each blow I let out a furious yell. The blows come quicker and harder and the yells get louder. I’m yelling so loud and now I’m crying. BREAKING POINT. The week was hard and I can’t take anymore. I’m opening sobbing at this point while you blood gurgle. All three of my quadmates struggle to pull me off and they finally succeed and lead me away from the goo pile that is now your body*

⛔️ jeyackbecq

haha oh by her imperial condescension

who even is this dude? someone needs some anger management classes.

love how he keeps reminding us that “I HAVE THREE QUADMATES”, “THEY ALL KISS ME”, and “THEY EAT SOPOR HURRP DURR”.

and let’s not forget the “Blaizz” and her “wicked tat”, or that he doesn’t “wanna see you standing outside [his] home at 3 am holding your weird dripping brown bags ever again”, and that this is “the FINAL FUCKING WARNING”.

“the goo pile that is now your body”

i’m dying over here, jegus

please, Joraey, come challenge me to a bout of internet witticsisms; i promise, it’ll be fun.

⛔️ thejoraey

*shoots you dead* Heh, idiot…

*leaves with my three sopor eatign quadmates to go hold hands and kiss.*

🦠xilast-zurvifferman Follow

this dude playin omhic

⛔️ thejoray

Come again? *The alcoholhive falls silent. No one dares to make a sound, as you have just said a very poor choice of words at a very dangerous time. I remain slumped over the drinkserveplace, not looking back to you. One nub limply holding an almost empty bottle, the other nub cradling my think pan. I repeat the question, this time louder.* Come again?! *You can hear me slur the words, the sentence sounds like a real struggle for me to get out. I’m clearly intoxicated. A bead of sweat rolls down your face as you realize you might have just fucked up in a very major way. Everyone else in the alcohol hive is pretending to not notice what is going on. The dirnkserver idly washes a mug with a cloth. His ganderbulbs are closed and he’s muttering something to himself. A handful of people hurriedly leave. One person looks back at you, a look of sorrow on their face. They almost say something, but shake their pan and cast their ganderglobes down to the floor, and leave. But not you. You stand, petrified. A quick look at me reveals I’m still  at the drinkserveplace. You look to the exit, there’s still time. But there’s not, there’s not, there’s not. Your fate was sealed the moment you opened your ignorance tunnel.* Mother fuck.. what did you say?! *I slowly rise from my stool and being to lumber over to you.  I look a mess. My hair is unkempt, I haven’t shaved in what looks like perigrees, there are dark heavy bags under my glance nuggets, my shirt is stained and has holes in it, and I’m missing a shoe. But the main thing you notice is the gun tucked into my jeans, and my massive muscle reachappendages that look like they were made for punching. You know that song about the gumboots that were made for strudding? Yeah, it’s like that only instead of gumboots it’s my muscles and instead of walking it’s punching. As I drunkenly sway over to you, you think of your lusus… Will they mourn you, or will they try and forget this blotch of stupidity, that their grub insulted the Joraey publicly, ever happened to their grub? Your thoughts are cut short as I now stand face to face with you. I grab your face and pull you even closer.* Playin?! There was nothing playing… no playing you fuck. No playing… it was real.. the realest thing I’ve ever know.. felt… Love. I loved them… Blaizz…. Chas-Chas… Fwunck… I loved all three of em… but they…*My face is wet with tears and I’m blinking constantly in vain to hold them back.* They left me… left… *Almost instantly the sadness leaves my face and is replaced with pure anger.* Playin? Playin?! *My hand leaves your face and starts to head to what you think is the gun. You close your eyes and see )(er Imperial Condescension looking at you, shrugging. ‘Pft, you brought this upon yourself dude.’ She says as she waves her grabmembers at you dismissively. But instead of the gun, my prongs grab yours. Your ganderspheres jolt open and the anger is gone from my face. There is only sadness.* Left me… * I fall to the floor and sob.* Wow, grow up. *You say before you leave the alcohol hive but are hit almost immediately from a drone and are killed upon impact.*

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Does anyone else like. Troll Half Life.

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This is kinda personal/venty but I fucking hate that every new person I meet in real life automatically thinks I'm sick just because I'm limeblooded~*

Like bro I don't need your sympathy I'm fine~*

Today's FYLB moment is that you should give a lowblood all of your money~*

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h7 7 7ove you for this

hhey thhank2! i really ju2t 2tarted thhis blog to make othher mu2tard2 feel happy, 2o it2 great to know it2 working!

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h7 7 7ove you for this

hhey thhank2! i really ju2t 2tarted thhis blog to make othher mu2tard2 feel happy, 2o it2 great to know it2 working!

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Grumblr/Grubblr Rundown - ALL UNFICTION/UNREALITY

It started oct. 1, with AITA-alternia. Loose roleplay coalition. No unified plot, though some regular anons have their own stories. Blogs in question below. Will update post as necessary. If it lasts long enough I guess I'll make something more than a directory post. SEND AN ASK OR DM to correct information.

@aita-alternia - "Am I The Asshole" - Run by Aaitah, Jade, she/he/they. Generally Poll based.

@quadrant-query - Quadrant specific advice, by purported expert "Gray", hemoanon, he/him. More response based.

@alternian-advice - General life advice. Flauna, Olive, he/him.

@quadrant-horror-stories - Horror stories about troll quadrants. "Love Anon", she/her, teal.

@quadrantpunk - positivity for those who do not fit into the norm. Advice blog for niche and shady Advice. Melody, she/her, Olive. [Also features Kris, he/they, human.]

@alterniatifu - r/tifu. "Today I Fucked Up". - Kit, they/it, teal.

@alternia-confessions - Confessions blog. - Mic, he/they, olive.

@alternian-life-advice - Another advice blog! Run by Caroda Aygeer, olive. Pronouns not listed.

@cherub-advice - Advice from cherubs, about cherubs. Possibly about other things too. - Red and Lime.

@alternian-relationship-advice - Relationship advice from a troll vaguely qualified to give it. - Sordie Aphaer, she/gos/they. both poll based and response based.

LAST UPDATED OCT. 3. 2023.

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pos7t7v7ty post for mustards w7thout ps7on7cs or vo7drot. 7 77tera77y never see representat7on for us 77ke yeah 7 w7sh 7 was hatched a ps7on7c but 7 cant even bend a spoon

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ALRiGHT BOZZEZ R ZTARTiNG 2 GET CURiOUZ ABOUT WHAT ’ Z GOiNG ON DOEZ ANYONE HAVE ANY LiEZ 4 ME 2 TELL THEM ??

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Question. Are you. Also a lime blood.

(@lowblood-advice)

Hell yeah.

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mod info: name: muxkol, pronoun2: hhe/2hhe, 2ign: gemgo, ca2te: mu2tard (duhh), quirk: double hs, 2 replace2 s

othher ca2te2 can interact a2 long a2 thheyre not a little bitchh

thhis is a blog for gold2, mu2tard2, bronze2 and whhatever you call it to talk about being mu2tard

cool thhats all

-mod muxkol

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mod info: name: muxkol, pronouns: he/she, sign: gemgo, caste: mustard (duh), quirk: double hs, 2 replaces s

other castes can interact as long as theyre not a little bitch

this is a blog for golds, mustards, bronzes and whatever you call it to talk about being mustard

cool thats all

-mod muxkol