pyrotrolls

[pyrotrolls]

Slams vemili down. Ends my turn. 7’8, hemoanon club owner. Himbo party man~))

"Hold on a fucking minute- are you telling me that you assholes come here ASKING to be judged?"

"Pathetic, I love it. Line up saps, let's go-"

(A new fantroll appears! Reblog with a troll+small description to be judged by Herack! 18+ muns and mods please, Herack can be crass. Judge backs are welcome but not necessary <3)

#mobile #spider gets artsy #vemili

[pyrotrolls]

“Not the stench of incompetence, baby~ you drink the bar or just your own piss?”

> He’s bigger than you but you are strong. Strong enough that once he’s up you tug him flush against your body and threaten to dip him after he tipped your hat.

“Long day of being the bread winner- or killer.”

> You squint vaguely at him, him being so close threw off your heat sensing. So it’s just a world of orange.

“And it’s pathetic hearing you stumble around like a wriggler who can’t find his sippy cup,”

> that and you didn’t like drunk trolls. An exception for one or two drinks is fine, but drunk made you feel like a baby sitter. Curse the fact you care a lot about people to help regardless if they want your help or not.

gently presents to you a vulpin for duo and 🍺

> Tonight was excessive, even for your standards. Most nights you at least tried to limit yourself, or Hijack forced you to, but tonight something just ticked you off to the point where you decided that this was the optimal solution.

> In your defense, Vulpin could've found you in a worse state that's for sure. At the very least you could stand on your own.

"M'fine, m'fine..."

> You mumbled reassurances even though the smell of hard liquor that clung to you and the way you almost tripped over your own boot laces said the opposite.

#vulpin #cadavertrolls #long post #team being on mobile

[pyrotrolls]

“Saran-wrap is bad for the environment. I would prefer to be packaged in small reusable rubbermaid containers.”

> It sounds like it rains a lot here, you must have been lucky the last time you found him that it hadn’t.

“I do not mind. It is your hive.”

> Smoking never bothered you, the club was filled with it anyway.

“What is the weather forecast.”

pyrotrolls​:

> You think about asking what kind of icecream he likes… but the words never come out. You stare into space, your mind lagging behind the conversation you want to carry. 

> You react when he is double checking you, but only by tilting your head. Again, you’re silent, tracing his eyes to where they’re pointed out the window.

> Rain. He wants you to leave, hence asking, surely. But you are not water safe at all. You always end up short circuiting yourself when you limbs get wet. 

“… Yes.”

> No. 

> Your hesitance to move is an answer in its own, but you move back to grab your shirt. Not like it’ll do much protection. 

“Not exactly oozing with confidence there, bud.”

> Hah. Did he see what you did there. That wasn’t intentional, you realized it halfway through your sentence.

“You can stay, man, I was just wondering if I’m gonna have to saran-wrap you if if gets too late.”

> This is another reason why you don’t usually take customers in-person. Most of your work is made to order and handled online.

“You mind if I smoke?”

> Normally you smoke while you’re working, but you didn’t this time since you didn’t want to get ash in him and he’d probably be bothered by the smell if you’re smoking while sitting very close to him. So now you’re itching for a cigarette, even though you don’t usually crave the nicotine.

#smiler #goddesstrolls #mobile #long post

[pyrotrolls]

> You grab his hand, per usual, and slink to the stairs. You know where the key is but you try the door first and find it unlocked anyway. You send a look to Raz, and shrug as you walk inside. The living room is messy now, littered with plates not cleaned up. That wasn’t entirely unusual for Yersin, but in his absence Pestis had clothes and tossed around at least just around the couch. Yersin might leave mugs of half drank tea around but he did keep a tidy space outside of that.

> You call out a hello, then wait for an answer. Nothing comes so you relax and walk forward with familiarity. You go straight to Yersin’s bedroom and as your hand is on the knob, you decide against it and let the knob go. Where was the last place you two even hung out? You know he got weird about people in his space but as you silently debate with yourself, the door opens anyway.

> Pestis stands there, much shorter than you both, and with a yawn, he stares up at you both.

“8o ~ what the fuck… are - wheeze - you doing here?”

> He cocks his hip, and you instantly feel yourself getting annoyed.

“this is sineha /\es a friend /\e can track yersin-“

“8o ~ yerzinz dead- whatz a znooty bitch face gonna do? find… a corpze?”

“something like that move aside-“

> You push the door open and groan when you realize he switched the bedrooms. To be fair it was his room first. But you hope it doesn’t mess with Raz’s spell.

> Pestis steps back inside and having woken up, he clearly wasn’t concerned with hiding the rat tail that hung behind him. in the grand scheme of things, it was a weird mutation sure, but still a mutation that was cullable.

> You turn to Raz and gesture vaguely, cringing because this is not the impression you want to give him of your dearest moirail.

“/\ere we are?”

pyrotrolls​:

“i wanted to 33elieve /\e’d take care of /\imself” 

> Were you the bad moirail in this case? You don’t want to think your inaction hurt him. His privacy was important to him- you don’t even mention him by name on the internet, and barely talk about having a moirail at all for his sake. Raz would understand if you explained it, but you still find yourself struggling to out him. 

> The phone’s handed back and you grab his waist, slipping your hand in his back pocket while he magic’s you two. Normally you’d be dramatic, hold onto his neck or hug him. Instead you’re lost in your own thoughts, kicking yourself for not knowing where the line was of privacy versus safety. You think about how you handled Raz’s disappearance… was privacy important there?

> Yersin’s hive is basic, unassuming, hidden in the trees, near a dump site that makes the air smell putrid like a city. It’s got a river a bit away if you focus you can listen, but otherwise save for woods sounds, its quiet. It’s a rustblood’s hive for sure, cottagecore esq with boulders and a garden, but most of it goes underground like a burrow more than the one story thats at eye level.

> You let go of Raz and squint at the door. Should have brought your glasses. 

“whelp /\ere we are”

> You feel so weird about this… and part of you knows he’s dead anyway. You can feel it. Pestis was right. But you should have that closure. You should get to be sure. 

“tada.”

> You just feel bad about invading his privacy with a stranger, but Raz is right. If this could help him, maybe he was alive and you could save him with Raz’s help then he’ll get over it.

“uh /\e /\as a twin who lives /\ere too 33-T-du3333s dont pay attention to /\im if /\es /\ere though”

“Right.”

> You tilt your head, taking in the hive and the surrounding area. It’s in the middle of nowhere but it smells awful, he lives here? You guess you can’t be surprised, it’s Kinsra ‘No Standards’ Darrog’s moirail.

“Well, I’m going to let you handle the whole letting-me-in part, because I have the feeling you’d disagree with my approach. So, take me to the exact spot you last hung out with him.”

> You do a basic canvassing of the hive from outside, expanding your natural awareness of the living things around you to pick up on any residents inside. Including Yersin’s twin, if he’s there.

> If Kinsra were not here you literally would have just teleported inside, avoiding any other residents and ignoring/threatening them if they noticed you.

#mobile #long post #pestis #Kinsra #goddesstrolls

[pyrotrolls]

“youre bl4nd wear4ng that mask. you know 4 just r4pped someone elses off wanna be next??”

> You DONT look like the killer smh.

"H?y b?g g?y" Did Prokyn say "big guy" or "bug gay"? We'll never know.

"how long you been 4n my h4ve th4s t4me?"

#lyodae #stuckstucktrolls

[pyrotrolls]

I was talking to bast and there’s like a 70% chance jaafaa also gets to be British assigned so all the other clowns listening to jaafaa and Sibbyl can be horrified by their accents amped up to 11.

#or Australian #haven’t decided yet #jaafaa #Sibbyl #pyro talks

[pyrotrolls]

Silans’ sprites are still pretty good but I wanted to see what they’d look like in my new style, so this was my compromise.

Also a side by side comparison of how my style’s changed, lol

#my boy!! #goddesstrolls

[pyrotrolls]

my fear of abandonment? well that comes from my experience of being abandoned

#xesium

[pyrotrolls]

Who’s Kaiyon? I am intrigued

*claps* OK, let's get to this!

I need to actually draw him at some point beyond this messy lil concept sketch here:

But he's my first fantroll, Luaria's, twin brother, which she never knew she had until recently due to them being separated prior to hatching. She was taken one way, he was taken another, and there was a plot quietly occurring of the two of them meeting. I have no idea where it's going, that's for them to decide, but Kaiyon makes his debut appearance in this drabble here!

[pyrotrolls]

#sefalo

[pyrotrolls]

goddesstrolls​:

“…Right, like his s4fety isn’t more import4nt? You h4ve some weird priorities, dude.”

> …Though, your willingness to violate others’ privacy and so on is pretty off the charts. You let him steal your phone, and then sidle over next to him to look at the location. You tap street view, and then put your hand around his waist while you go to take your phone back. You don’t want him to drop it while you’re teleporting.

“Hold onto me.”

> As soon as he had some kind of contact with you, you’d teleport outside of Yersin’s hive.

“i wanted to 33elieve /\e’d take care of /\imself” 

> Were you the bad moirail in this case? You don’t want to think your inaction hurt him. His privacy was important to him- you don’t even mention him by name on the internet, and barely talk about having a moirail at all for his sake. Raz would understand if you explained it, but you still find yourself struggling to out him. 

> The phone’s handed back and you grab his waist, slipping your hand in his back pocket while he magic’s you two. Normally you’d be dramatic, hold onto his neck or hug him. Instead you’re lost in your own thoughts, kicking yourself for not knowing where the line was of privacy versus safety. You think about how you handled Raz’s disappearance... was privacy important there?

> Yersin’s hive is basic, unassuming, hidden in the trees, near a dump site that makes the air smell putrid like a city. It’s got a river a bit away if you focus you can listen, but otherwise save for woods sounds, its quiet. It’s a rustblood’s hive for sure, cottagecore esq with boulders and a garden, but most of it goes underground like a burrow more than the one story thats at eye level.

> You let go of Raz and squint at the door. Should have brought your glasses. 

“whelp /\ere we are”

> You feel so weird about this... and part of you knows he’s dead anyway. You can feel it. Pestis was right. But you should have that closure. You should get to be sure. 

“tada.”

> You just feel bad about invading his privacy with a stranger, but Raz is right. If this could help him, maybe he was alive and you could save him with Raz’s help then he’ll get over it.

“uh /\e /\as a twin who lives /\ere too 33-T-du3333s dont pay attention to /\im if /\es /\ere though”

#kinsra #goddesstrolls

[pyrotrolls]

goddesstrolls​:

“Patient enough, anyway.”

> You are not that patient, most of the time. You’re more patient with people than like, anything else.

“It’s contained. I only like sticky and messy if it’s ice cream.”

> You say that like you aren’t a messy dude in general. Just look at your hive.

> Okay, your work area is actually fairly well-organized and the rest of your hive is quite clean, it’s just the heaps of scrap metal and junk.

> You gently press on his torso along the plating to make sure everything’s secure, which might be weird because that’s his outsides and not his insides, but you quickly retract your hands and glance out the window.

> Still raining, though it seems the thunderstorm’s passed.

“You good out in the rain?”

> His parts didn’t seem all that water-tight.

> You think about asking what kind of icecream he likes... but the words never come out. You stare into space, your mind lagging behind the conversation you want to carry. 

> You react when he is double checking you, but only by tilting your head. Again, you’re silent, tracing his eyes to where they’re pointed out the window.

> Rain. He wants you to leave, hence asking, surely. But you are not water safe at all. You always end up short circuiting yourself when you limbs get wet. 

“... Yes.”

> No. 

> Your hesitance to move is an answer in its own, but you move back to grab your shirt. Not like it’ll do much protection. 

#smiler #goddesstrolls

[pyrotrolls]

“You smell fucking disgusting.” 

> In reality it wasn’t that bad, but you didn’t want to have him mistake your annoyance for concern. Make no mistake, you were agitated. Standing over him, looming only because you couldn’t see how close you were anyway. 

gently presents to you a vulpin for duo and 🍺

> Tonight was excessive, even for your standards. Most nights you at least tried to limit yourself, or Hijack forced you to, but tonight something just ticked you off to the point where you decided that this was the optimal solution.

> In your defense, Vulpin could've found you in a worse state that's for sure. At the very least you could stand on your own.

"M'fine, m'fine..."

> You mumbled reassurances even though the smell of hard liquor that clung to you and the way you almost tripped over your own boot laces said the opposite.

#short but i didn tknow what more to do #vulpin #cadavertrolls

[pyrotrolls]

I’m not even surprised!

#kinsra

[pyrotrolls]

goddesstrolls​:

“One piece at a time.”

> If he even comes back. You find that these emergency clients, especially ones who are already in a state of disrepair, tend not to come back even if they can afford your work. Better to spend that money on something else, like food or rent.

“I said messy and yeah, when it’s all over my fuckin’ arms.”

> You’re jokingly ragging on him, though it might be hard for someone who doesn’t know you to tell if your complaints are genuine or not.

“If you insist, man.”

> You’ll just conveniently forget to get his contact info. With 3D printing, a custom plastic part will be dirt cheap, even if it is a specialized plastic.

> You make sure everything in his shoulder is thoroughly back in place and will hold, and then go to double-check the rest of his innards. After that, you’d start putting him back together.

“I am patient. Are you.”

> There’s a hum, it’s uncertain if it’s from your throat or the fans in your chest. Either way it shows you’re chuckling along. 

“Sticky and messy is fine when it is my arm then? I will share a bottle of Elmer’s with you, just ask.” 

> Your sense of humor seems to line up with his, at least nothing he has said so far has offended you. 

> It feels reassuring to have your pieces back in place, things clicking as your back piece is screwed back and the connector spine is covering it. There’s no broken metal cutting you from the inside out, and your mask is reattached. You just need Proxus to fix the software part now. 

#smiler #goddesstrolls

[pyrotrolls]

“half the fuck4ng t4me 4 cant understand you when you talk”

> Laughs, shoving him over for the fuck of it. 

“4 just zone you out..”

"H?y b?g g?y" Did Prokyn say "big guy" or "bug gay"? We'll never know.

"how long you been 4n my h4ve th4s t4me?"

#stuckstucktrolls #lyodae

[pyrotrolls]

<(Dancing, flowing gowns and handsome suits,)> <(glittering baubles, laughter, luxurious food and the sweetest romance…)> <(It’s once again time for our favorite winter tradition.)> <(I’m looking forward to host my first ball and see you there.)><(Best regards,)> <(Your host... Kilran Barbas.)>

Who’s ready for the winter Yule ball?!

Welcome to the 12th Perigee Eve Ball, a winter event designed to let people show off their trolls in beautiful outfits and have a chance to crown a King and Queen of 2021 and maybe even forge some new bonds and roleplays with friends old and new!

This year we're changing things up, and going for a Met Gala-like theme for the year. This means that we'll have a theme that you can either dress your troll up to match with - or not, if you don't feel like it!

This year, the theme is

Crystallize!

Interpret the theme how you see fit! There are no rules, so long as you have fun! This is entirely optional and no troll will be turned away if they don't fit the theme!

Following up on that, we'd also love to announce that we're also adding two new contests that people can apply and vote for:

The Grand Couturier award and the Ball Writing Contest!

Please see under the cut for more information about the ball itself and the new contests!

Please enjoy!

Attending is easy, since the invitation is open for everyone. Just keep an eye out for the official post about the inauguration for the ball on the 19th of December. After this, how you attend is up to you! Whether you post openers under the ball’s open rp-tag, or if you rather roleplay in private, write drabbles or create art pieces.

It’s a GREAT opportunity to interact with people you’ve never interacted with before since trolls attending would naturally be in the same area, I highly recommend reaching out to people you normally don’t roleplay with these two nights!

You’ll find most you’ll need to know in the Guidelines, so make sure to read them!

That aside, you can also have your troll nominate a friend, quad, or even themselves, to be the Ball King and Queen! The winner will be crowned during the ball night, based on collected votes by everyone attending!

Now for the new stuff!

The Grand Couturier

In addition to the Ball King and Queen crowns, one troll can be awarded the esteemed role as the Grand Couturier! This role is reserved for trolls who step up to the plate and dress for the theme of that year, and is chosen based on community votes of who best encompasses the theme this year!

Trolls may apply to be both the Ball King/Queen and the Couturier, but if a troll wins the King/Queen nomination, they will be ineligible to win as Couturier. Instead, if they did get the most votes as Couturier, the role will go to the 2nd place Couturier nominee.

The Ball Writing Contest

The ball writing contest is meant to celebrate the muns whose skills don't lie in the arts, but the written prose! During the king and queen voting periods, we will allow people to also submit drabbles that they have written for the Mods to read. These will not be voted on by the public at large - but will be reblogged so others can see - and will be rated and picked by the Moderators. When the King, Queen, and Grand Couturier are announced, we will also announce the winners of the Ball Writing Contest! Rules and regulations for this contest will be posted on the blog shortly.

More information is likely to come up the incoming few weeks if needed! Please feel free to send asks if you got any questions regarding the event, just make sure to read the Guidelines first and check the Q&A-tag if anyone has already asked the same question! (Note that some asks may be from earlier years, but in most cases they still apply, ask if very unsure).

I recommend tracking and tagging everything ball related #12th perigee ball 2021, and for rp starters #12th perigee ball 2021 open!