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Soooo, yeah

I am not going to return to this blog in a very long time, if ever

The reason for it is that I am both taking a break from HS, and that the whole fantroll community has never been really welcoming or accepting of someone new to it, lmao

Some of you really need to get off from your high horse and think if you are really all that great. Answer is likely no.

If you can't tell new people in a friendly way that you would rather have experienced people interact with you, or mention that in your bio, then you aren't all that great my dudes.

At least try to help new people because they gotta learn somehow?

And if they are enthousiastic and happy n all, or ask advice n stuff, don't go around and either ignore them or make fun of them. I haven't had the latter happen luckily, but I did have the former happen.

Anyway, if any of you want to interact with me still, you can find me over at @arimwe or on my IG art_arimwe. I will be happy to talk to anyone.

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Yo, just wanted to mention that I am currently on a small hiatus. I am sick and in extreme pain, and can usually not sit up long enough for me to even sketch anything on paper, yet alone do digital art or make sprites.

I am, however, always open to chat!

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I STILL LOVE THIS SO MUCH AAHHH

giveaway doodle of @fantroll-universe‘s daneth!!!!

GOD i love his hair

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Hollie sighed, and rubbed the back of her neck with the only clean hand she had.

"LOOK, it's... not that I don't want or need the help, because honestly my back could use a stitch or twenty, but you were likely on break, and I don't want to take free time away from others. PLUS, I don't have any means to pay you. ALL the ceagers I had on hand have gone to place a large order of medical supplies, actually. I'D love to accept the help, but the odds are kind of against me. AS usual."

Break Time

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She waved him off, putting her second pair of arms on her hips.

“EH, it’s fine, I’m fine. DIDN’T mean to disturb you, I can leave so you can go back to… whatever it was you were doing. I’LL go bleed in a different alley, no biggie. JUST had to leave the original one in case the others came back for a second round. IT’S not like I’ll die or anything. NO need to waste supplies on me, I’m sure there are other trolls who need it more.”

Bothering others with her injuries was the last thing she wanted. Even if the blood ran down her body to the ground and onto her bare feet, it was not like she was going to take someone’s time and supplies that easily.

“I mean look, I’m obviously not going to FORCE you into accepting medical help, but like… This is my job, you know. And even if your injuries don’t seem incredibly life threatening, infection is no small matter. If you let any bad germs get into those wounds, you’ve got a chance of losing limbs, or even dying if it goes untreated.”

“The help’s here, if you want it.”

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The mysterious lady chuckled, and nodded.

"Prospit's clouds may be a mystery, but they can be quite useful. It helped me predict certain events that would happen to me or my friends, so I could help protect them in the best way I could."

"No worries, my dear. Everyone loses their temper sometimes. Even the calmest troll out there will, in one timeline or another, lose their cool. You just need to hit the right trigger."

She smiled calmly, and took a sip of her own tea. It seemed hers had already cooled down a lot more than Amygda's. Huh, weird.

"Everyone is grand in their own way, and needed for the flow of time to be correct. Have one piece missing, and everything will fall apart."

"I wish you good luck with your quest, you will surely find that scroll. I'll be seeing you."

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She waved him off, putting her second pair of arms on her hips.

"EH, it's fine, I'm fine. DIDN'T mean to disturb you, I can leave so you can go back to... whatever it was you were doing. I'LL go bleed in a different alley, no biggie. JUST had to leave the original one in case the others came back for a second round. IT'S not like I'll die or anything. NO need to waste supplies on me, I'm sure there are other trolls who need it more."

Bothering others with her injuries was the last thing she wanted. Even if the blood ran down her body to the ground and onto her bare feet, it was not like she was going to take someone's time and supplies that easily.

Break Time

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A fairly small mutant Goldblood stumbled into a nearby alley, grumbling as she made a small trail of blood, and not all of it was Gold.

“Stupid highbloods, can’t leave a gal alone without having to stab her in the back, huh? Seriously, let a mutant live in peace. At least that Purple will have a scar for life. I… oh.”

She stopped in her tracks, looking up at the Burgundy leaning against a wall.

“IS this alley taken? I’LL look up another one to bleed onto if it is.”

“H-huh? I– I mean, yeah, but sheesh, I’m not gonna kick you out when you’re bleeding out. 

Fuck- actually. Hey, you’re… like, hurt. I mean, that’s obvious enough, but… My clinic is right here. Let me patch you up, will ya? I can at least disinfect all that and bandage you.”

This was supposed to be a break, but duty calls. He put out the cigarette against the wall, and decided to put it away. He really didn’t burn it for long, so it would be such a waste to get rid of it. 

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A fairly small mutant Goldblood stumbled into a nearby alley, grumbling as she made a small trail of blood, and not all of it was Gold.

"Stupid highbloods, can't leave a gal alone without having to stab her in the back, huh? Seriously, let a mutant live in peace. At least that Purple will have a scar for life. I... oh."

She stopped in her tracks, looking up at the Burgundy leaning against a wall.

"IS this alley taken? I'LL look up another one to bleed onto if it is."

Break Time

Petasi had been hunched over a busted prosthetic in his office for quite a while, trying to fix it up. For whatever reason, one of the fingers wasn’t moving right, and he was having a hard time figuring out why. It was driving him up a wall. At this point, he might as well try and start over. 

… But that’s expensive. So he decided that maybe a break was a better idea. He could come back with a fresh head, maybe. 

He didn’t bother throwing on a jacket or anything, simply slipping into some flip flops and heading out the back exit of the clinic. It was a one-way door, so he’d have to go all the way around to the front of the clinic to get in again. But that’s fine. Though, it was a little chilly out. The weather was supposed to be turning nicer, but apparently, not as quickly as he would have hoped. He shuddered lightly, rubbing his arms to keep them warm. The cold would help his brain chill out, hopefully. 

It was quiet out. This was one of the few times of day that the busy, crowded city was fairly still, and so Petasi didn’t have any reservations about hanging out back here in the alley. He shouldn’t run into much trouble. At least, hopefully. The burgundy retrieved a couple things from the pockets of his sweatpants– a pack of cigarettes and some matches. Cigarettes were one of the only little pleasures he allowed himself. He always had to be cautious of what he was spending on himself, but a cigarette once in a while wasn’t going to hurt his finances. Though it might hurt his lungs. Oh well. 

Petasi took one from the pack and put it between his lips, before lighting it. The rest of the pack and the matches were put away again after. He took a long drag and leaned up against the alley wall (despite how cold it was to the touch). This was nice. It was a well-deserved break. Though, the sound of someone else coming into the alley made him tense up. Seems like he might not get to enjoy his break after all. 

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(( People in the ftc rb and put how many followers u have in the tags to completely shatter everyones image they have of you

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Reblog if your inbox is ALWAYS open for random asks, even if you haven’t reblogged any meme

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The mysterious lady chuckled, her smile not leaving her face.

"Oh, the response I was expecting from someone as small-minded as you. I don't even need my powers to predict what kind of bullshit you will sprout from behind that horrid mask of yours. What, did the incident that harmed your face also harm your brain? Or were you hatched that way?"

"For your information, I don't even charge anything. No need to, I get my money elsewhere. I am wearing platinum, worth far more than actual gold or silver."

"Didn't have anything better to say? I really begin to believe you just have a microscopic brain that is not able to even form the most coherent responses. Likely not the only microscopic thing about you."

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((A very tall lady who can predict the future and see into the past?))

Psh, Predict the future?

What a load of vull

More like you tell a vunch of idiotsh exactly what they want to hear for all the ceagarsh you can drain from their Pocketsh

Ovvioushly not all that much if you can only afford shilver

Mayve if you ditch that corny ashsh veil and Put thoshe liPsh to vetter ushe you’ll make a Prettier Penny

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((A very tall lady who can predict the future and see into the past?))

It has been years since I’ve had useable sprites for this bug bitch, and now thanks to Newt he’s back in all his stinky glory!

Reblog with 1 troll for Zaldik to give his rude ass opinion, preferably 18+ muns and muses only since he can be a vulgar little man

As always judge backs are awesome but not required!

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Well, she had meant the Seer part a bit more literal, as it was her Title. She chuckled, and motioned the other to come in her tent. After all, standing in front of a random stall in the marketplace wasn't the most inviting.

"Come, let us sit inside. I can make you some tea while we talk."

Inside the tent, there were several soft beanbags, pillows on the ground near a low table, a small kitchenette, and several small fairylights decorating the tent.

"Please, take a seat wherever. Tea will be a minute."

She put on the water, and turned to the other, a small smile on her face.

"Now... where to start. The clouds you see in your dreams are no ordinary clouds. It seems you have awoken on Prospit, the yellow moon of Skaia. They have the ability to help you see events that will happen, or sometimes have happened. They're quite strange sometimes, aren't they?" she said with a chuckle, and put the boiling water in two cups, of which she placed on the low table. The table already contained a box of teabags, some sugar, and milk, along with a few spoons.

She sat down, keeping her hood on, as to not freak out the other.

She looked at the other, tilting her head in silence as she seemed to examine... something.

"Hmm, I see, I see." she mumbled.

"The symbol is not something I really have looked into. After all, while your past is a set path I can easily read, some things have been kept secret, even from my perspective. If given some more Time, I could dig deeper, look further into that past, but that is not what you are here for. Do know, it is your Ancestor, and through your dreams, they are giving clues on the scroll. The scroll... will quite important to you, I do suggest you try to locate it. Your dreams will aid you."

The mysterious lady smiled, and rested her chin on her folded hands.

"Prospit's clouds are a mystery, even to me. They can show past, present, and future whenever they wish, or whenever you need to see a certain event. Why, I do not know. Time is also just as mysterious. Whatever you decide to do next, will determine what path will fall away, and which ones will open up to you. Will you follow the guide of the clouds? Will you ignore them, and try to live a normal life? There even is a timeline where you storm out angrly, cursing at me for being fake. Quite the temper you have in that one, I must say."

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REBLOG if when you ship, you’re here PAST the “build-up” and the first “I love you.” So many romance ships die a sad death after the build up is over, and leave muses high and dry.

There are SO MANY MORE stories to tell past that big “win.” MY Muse is not here to be tossed off when the thrill of the hunt is over. Please tell me yours isn’t either.

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The mysterious lady chuckled, and motioned with her hand for the other to come closer.

"I am both, my dear Amygda. Tell me your troubles, and I will help you seek the best path to take. And thank you for your compliment, my dear."

A mysterious lady seems to have been waiting for you. Come on, why don’t you ask her a question?

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A mysterious lady seems to have been waiting for you. Come on, why don’t you ask her a question?

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Hey you, looking for a new FT discord server?

No? Well heck. 

Anyway here’s a quick reminder that you should join Fantroll Chill Corner  and come vibe with us. 

We got things like uh.. Chat rooms, some art, and even fun and games like “who can go silent the longest” or “how fast can we turn this conversation into discourse” (disclaimer: no actual discourse allowed on the server) We also have Question Of The Day where someone asks something once a month! 

It’s fun! (disclaimer #2: no fun guaranteed)

No MAPs/terfs/nasty people allowed! It’s a safe zone, lads.

 @brinytrolls​ can vouch that it’s an alright server 

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"THEY're all natural, big guy! SORRY about your eyes, I can pay for repairs if I broke something!"

"AS for you, I think you're rather cool! I'D love to hear some of your stories, if you are willing to tell. I bet you have quite a few. YOU seem quite the wall, and I don't mean your body with that, but you probably have your reasons for that. OVERALL, 7/10 from me."

oh fuck oh boy