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11-21-2010, 02:45 AM
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Argus Agony
Join Date: Oct 2005
Location: Gotta go fishing!
Posts: 10,483
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>Be a troll who's more alive. You are now Ballaa. And you've never felt more alive! >Patrol your hiveblock for evil! You've already gotten a head start, bounding across the rooftops under what you're just going to have to pretend is the night sky. Of course, it's not and you're an idiot for doing so, especially considering that you're the only troll within miles that can even be out during the day. There is no crime and this is fucking stupid. Doesn't stop it from being fun, though! You swing through your neighbors' hives, landing only for the slimmest of moments to fire your grapple gun to the next location. You've gotten pretty good at it, though occasionally you screw up and knock over a cart of produce someone left out. Like you just did right now. Oops! It appears one of your countless angry neighbors would like to discuss it with you. >Get trolled by neighbor. Quote:
You don't have any time for silly crossover cartoon references! You are patrolling for evil!
>See what your friends are up to. You land on top of one of the hives and crouch over the edge, casting a shadow in front of you as you read the latest goings-on over Trollian via your Official Wingredrat Communicator. It appears that Iropha has opened up a memo to discuss a mysterious new game Aldurin came up with. You've been invited to take part and, naturally, you accepted. After all, someone with some amount of sense has to step in to investigate this whole mess and save everyone's asses when they invariably doom the world with their shenanigans, and that someone is you! >Monitor the memo with extreme prejudice. You glare at your communicator intimidatingly. Is there any other way to glare? >Be another troll.
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