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the curly-haired bronzeblood konijn
the jadeblood turned on his feet quickly, growling softly. in his frustration, he released the brownblood, allowing her to break away and be free from the dangers. she ran back the way she came, scared still.
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the nervous purpleblood masina
"...masina..." he murmured quietly, looking away nervously still.
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the curly-haired bronzeblood konijn
the jade blood growled lowly at her, and the two trolls at his side readied for an attack. three against one, with the entire trio being higher on the hemospectrum...it wasn't a good situation.
the teeny rabbit-loving brownblood hid behind one of the booths which were selling goods. she was terrified. that jadeblood was the same who killed her ex-moirail, so she knew what he was capable of.
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the nervous purpleblood masina
"it is nice to meet you," he murmured softly, patting her head gently.
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the curly-haired bronzeblood konijn
the jadblood froze before turning away and stomping off with his crew.
the bronzeblood still didn't come out of hiding still, silent.
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the nervous purpleblood masina
"have you seen a yellowblood with pigtails?" he suddenly ask, tilting his head curiously, remembering his own moirail suddenly.
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the curly-haired bronzeblood konijn
konijn eventually creeped out of her hiding spot, looking around nervously. "are they gone?" she pondered softly.
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the nervous purpleblood masina
he frowned hadly, though he quickly smiled as the girl he'd mention tackled him into a hug.

sweetheart 'yellowblood' mimete
the small troll with pigtails appearead as she was mentioned, huging her much larger moirail happily.
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the curly-haired bronzeblood konijn
"thanks for helping out...," she murmured quietly, smiling weakly and looking away.
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the nervous purpleblood masina
the purpleblood jumped in fear, hugging his moirail out of fear. he was terrified.

sweetheart 'yellowblood' mimete
"...you okay?" mimete asked in confusion, tilting her head.
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the curly-haired bronzeblood konijn
"i-isn't that a bit...dangerous?" she wondered, tilting her head a bit. that SOUNDED dangerous...
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the nervous purpleblood masina
the purpleblood said nothing, staring at the trio of smaller females, tilting his head curiously.

sweetheart 'yellowblood' mimete
the yellowblood giggled softly, amused. "hehehe, you're funny,"
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hello! my name is frisk. i am here in search of gathering quadrantmates for my fantrolls. please fill out the form below if you are interested.
i would like to say, if you sign up, you WILL be required to roplay in a private RP how our trolls became quadrantmates.
form ;
- [b]name ;[/b]
- [b]troll name ;[/b]
- [b]troll interested in ;[/b]
- [b]quadrant ;[/b]
- [b]blood color ;[/b]
- [b]brief personality ;[/b]
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a cute little bronzeblood! she's very friendly, kindhearted and friendly. she's very curious, adores rabbits and a hopeless romantic. she is a sweet and loving girl, who just seeks companionship and a kind matesprit.
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a mute yellowblood. she's shy and quirky, and loves to knit and wear sweaters. she is fairly loving, but she wastes no time in putting you in your place if she needs to.[/spoiler]
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a gentle giant of a purpleblood. he's very nervous and easily scared. he's a kind soul, but if you hurt his little moirail, he will personally rip you limb-from-limb. he enjoys music and sweets.
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an angry violetbloods. he often throws raves and such, and works as a tattoo artist and a piercer of ears, fins and all other bodyparts.
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an unusual purpleblood on the run. he's quiet easily terrified and easily scared. he's just a nervous sweetheart crybaby
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a smart oliveblood who failed an expiriment, leaving her in her curent state. she is cruel and heartless, and loves to eat grubs and young trolls, as well as lusii.
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the black-haired male said nothing, burying his face even farther into the silken sheets of his owner's bed. he was dead-tired, as his species seemed to often be. his long coal-colored ear twitched lazily, detecting the familiar sound o his master's footsteps. "..." he said nothing, though, yawning lazily and nestiling into the warm red sheets. he didn't even look up as he felt someone sit on the edge of the bed, instead rolling over and hiding in the sheets.
[basically, dave is the owner of half-rabbit!john ]
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frisk sadly nodded, struggling not to pick up her phone to call toriel. "oh, okay. what direction do i need to head?" she questioned in a normal quiet voice.
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frisk just nodded slightly and began walking, biting her lip as she resisted answering toriel's calls. she instead distracted herself by staring straight ahead.
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the curly-haired bronzeblood konijn
"uhh...l-look, thanks and all, but i must believe that your mannerisms are too dangerous to me...i'll...i'll be leaving now," she murmured softly, turning and darting away, deciding to go get a funnel cake or something and to go back to talking to the blueblood.
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the nervous purpleblood masina
"..." thinking the conversation between them was over, masina began to lumber away, carrying his dear little moirail with him.

sweetheart 'yellowblood' mimete
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[align=center][font=andale mono][color=black] konijn was an unusual she-troll. a perculiar, fancy-schmancy bronzeblood, to be exact. the lowblood hardly ever left her hive, yet she always seemed to be able to gather shiny and pretty things, without even moving an inch out of her home. the fluffy-haired troll was currently watching a favorite show, troll!doctor who. she would've been on trollian, but her only two friends, an unusually gentle purpleblood and a mute yellowblood, were both absent from the comunication hub. so here she was, konijn lopuns, vivaciousLapine, the orchestrating bronzeblood, whatever you wanted to call her, bored out of her mind and upset over her lonliness.
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the curly-haired bronzeblood konijn
the tiny bronzeblood ran a hand over the beautiful sculpture being sold. it was lovely in it's own right, though the small lowblood had no chance of being able to pay for it. such a shame, too. she found thw figurine adorable. it was a little bunny-rabbit made of lovely colored glass. she gave a sad sigh, sticking her hands into her pockets and attempting to distract herself from the pretty objects that were put on display. she regretted attending this lowblood festival, finding herself horribly jealous of everything on sale.
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the nervous purpleblood masina
the droopy-eared purple blood kept his head low, golden-and-grey eyes trained on his black sneakers. he wasn't sure why he was attending such an unusual lowblood festival but he wasn't complaining. he liked the lovely music that filled the area, and it made him smile happily despite how scared he was about being in a public place. he apologized repeatedly as he bumped into various trolls, not able to see the due to him holding his head low.
[color=white][oops, they're attending a festival]
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the curly-haired bronzeblood konijn
eventually, the bronzeblood drifted away, swaying in time with the music around her. she loved music, so that was one good thing about this gathering of low- and mid-bloods. heck, even the occasional high-blood would be seen. eventually, the little brownblood bumped into someone, contacting with enough force she fell backwards. "oh my, i am ever-so-sorry," she murmured softly, looking up to figure out who she'd bumped into.
the nervous purpleblood masina
the purpleblood towered over most, standing at a jaw-dropping seven-foot-six-inches in height. he eventually found himself situated in frount of a mid-blod selling painting. "u-u-uh...h-ho-how mu-much?" the high-blood managed to stutter out, pointing at one of the paintings, trembling as he realized the owner was a female greenblood. he...he wasn't good at talking to girls, really.
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[font=arial black][color=black]frisk managed to stumble back onto her feet, whining and whimpering softly. she managed to locate sans, confused, dazed and scared. s-sans?" she whimpered out, trying to figure out what was going on. "wh-why am i here? wh-where's mama?" she managed out, trying to catch her breath as she looked around for her mama toriel.
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[font=arial black][color=black]"s-sans, what are you talking about? i haven't hurt o-o-or killed anyone!" she was terrified beyond belief, having a dazed and fearfilled expression on her face. she trembled and shook under his cold gaze, moving away. what was going on?! where was everyone?! this was such a cruel joke...right?
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[font=arial black][color=black]"san...s-sans, please, i have no idea what you're talking about," frisk whimpred out, wanaging to stumble away a few steps, before collapsing. she was a weakling, having never gathered ang LV or EXP. she looked up at sans, shaking.
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[font=arial black][color=black]the small female hid her face in her hands, fearing that he was about to deal the final blow and end her. she didn't even want to load back into this place, either. it was god awful here. "th-this is a r-really bad j-joke, e-even for you s-sans," she murmured, trying to hold onto some hope that this was just a cruel joke.
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[font=arial black][color=black]well, that would explain the silence, huh? she hesitantly looked at him by removing one of her hands from her face. he wouldn't joke about something like this, that much she knew. but, still..."n-no! that can't be true! i-i was just with mama and as-asgore,"