A troll in his late teens sits in his room, there are several hand drawn posters smattered across the walls as well as a handful of manufactured posters. The posters are of several different musical groups, such as Marvus Xoloto. Today was of no significance to this young troll, who in a handful of sweeps should be leaving the planet to join the empress's army, but that will not be happening- at least in this timeline.
The troll we are looking at was born on this planet but it is not his species' home planet, that one is thousands of light years away, the planet this troll lives on is called hepternia, it was the seventh planet conquered by the troll empress, and had two moons, similar to the home planet of the troll race. This planet had such a thick atmosphere of smoky fog, which prevented most light from passing through, allowing the light-sensitive race to prosper.
Back to the troll in question, today is of no significance to him. Will you take a closer look at the teenage alien?
[YES]<
[NO]
You lean closer to your screen as the camera approaches the grey-skinned alien. Before you can get so close as for the camera to fall into the geometry of the ground and or the troll, a fact sheet pops up, but some information is obscured by the force of plot convenience to be revealed at a later time.Ahh, so the alien boy is named Xsuton. We can finally stop referring to him as 'the alien/troll/grey-skinned creature'.
Anyway, Xsuton is sitting in his room, hes wearing a pair of wireless headphones whilst dancing around somewhat aggressively. So aggressively in fact, that it can be heard downstairs. An annoyed, animalistic screech is heard from below, accompanied with three big thumps from below the floor, likely from whatever was down there was hitting the ceiling in case Xsuton could not hear it.
Xsuton sighs and removes his headphones, turning off the music before noticing his computer had lit up with a message written in the troll alphabet, which we will just translate for the reader to make things easier. The message translates to say '1 new mail'. Xsuton approaches the computer and opens the mail, he does not notice a small tab open at the bottom of his screen and disappear a few moments after. In the mail program labeled 'trollian', he found a message from a friend, going by the handle 'sightlessVisionary'. Xsuton himself went by the handle 'musicalEmbodiment'
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TROLLIANSV: Xsssuton, you there?
ME: yes, i'm oNliNe, why do you ask?
SV: remember how i told everyone about how i had a game i needed to play with all of you?
ME: yeah? Hey, DiDnt we not do ThaT bEcausE Liznea wouldnt agrEE to play?
SV: well, i finally got her to agree. I already sssent you the file, join thisss groupchat, everyone elssse isss already in.
ME: o...k?sightlessVisionary has invited you to a groupchat: 'For SGRUB'
Join?
[YES]<
[NO]musicalEmbodiment has joined the server
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FanfictionXsuton Cessmy, Zakkan Irrade, Liznea Espini, Zenkis Igengo, and Shinzu Adrizi. These are the names of our four troll players from a planet conquered by the condesce, and some of the many players across paradox space who got placed into a universe-cr...