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== > Be the lowblooded rom-sick troll

       [Name] took a deep breath; this was the day she was going to tell her flush crush about her feelings. Swallowing hard [Name] walked up to the hive on the mountain terrain. Knocking on the door of the hive, [Name] waited for someone to answer as she tried to calm her nerves, Aurthour Came and opened the door. She smiled at the lusus, giving him a small “thank you” along with a gentle pat on his head; [Name] was a gentle troll who could not hurt a tinkerbull. The lusus let her into the hive before he went off to do who knows what.
       [Name] smiled as she slowly ascended the stairs of the hive towards Equius’ respite block, her blood pumper going faster with each step she took towards the respite block. Her face slowly flushing a light [b/c] from the fantasies that were going through her head, she finally got to the door of Equius’ respite she slowly opened it…
       Only to see Equius kissing an Aradia bot. [Name] stopped abruptly, heart blood pumper thumping painfully. She bit her lip harshly breaking the skin, her [b/c] life liquid ooze out of the wound, her hand went over her chest clutching at it in pain. [Name] quietly ran out of the hive running as fast as her legs could. How could she have been so stupid?
       She continued running until she ran into a tall cape clad figure.

== > Meanwhile in the distant past

       An adult female troll walked down a multi coloured hallway, her steps clicking rhythmically, heading towards the throne room. The troll took a deep breath, she needed to calm her nerves before this showdown. She continued walking, her steps echoing on the rainbow painted walls, the female grimaced knowing what “paint” was used for the walls.
       She should not dwell on that, she was here for revenge on the male that was sitting on his blood painted throne as she walked onwards. She finally reached the large, purple double doors of the throne room, looking at them she lifted her left leg giving one of the door a swift, strong kick, breaking the door open. Her heels clacked and clicked as she walked into the throne room.
       She stopped as she stepped in a puddle of violet, looking down she saw the face of the male she had come to be red for. The Orphaner Dualscar, lay there in a pool of his own beautiful violet blood, the woman almost gasped in pain seeing him like that, but she held herself together. She had to, for Dualscar.
“Grand Highblood, I am the Priestess, I have come to avenge Dualscar the Orphaner!” The female yelled at the large imposing figure seated lazily on the throne. The figure’s shoulders started shaking as a loud cackling laughter was heard as the figure’s head leaned back howling in laughter, as he began to stand up. She looked up at his imposing figure, her facial features hardening.
       Pulling out her weapon, the Priestess crouched ready to fight. The Grand Highblood smirked, “You have a motherfucking death wish! Well the Mirthful Messiah’s are gonna make it motherfucking happen!” He took out his spiked clubs covered in a multitude of colours from the hemospectrum.

== > Be the Troll in the present again

       It had been awhile since the ordeal with [Name]’s flush crush on Equius, but it did not bother her anymore, not since she met Eridan. He was recovering from a unrequited redrom. They had soon become moirails, and they were very happy with each other’s support. [Name] would do anything for Eridan, and he for her.
       But… things were not dandy at the present moment. Gamzee had gone crazy, killing everyone. He was coming after her and Eridan, [Name] was not about to let the sober grub of a bitch cull her moirail, that was the last thing she would ever do. Pushing Eridan out of the room, she yelled, “GO! Eridan get out of here! I’ll distract him!” He opened his mouth to disagree with her plan before she cut him off, “I’ll be fine, just go!!” Biting his lip he nodded.
       [Name] turned back towards where the unending honking, pulling out her weapon. “Gamzee, I don’t know what caused you to become like this, but I am not going to let you continue this wriggler’s rampage!!” She crouched down watching as the toll lanky purple blooded troll stalked into the large room that they were in. It felt somehow familiar, like they had been in this position, ready to kill each other before.
        Gamzee sneered and the female troll in front of him, it then turned into a sick, twisted grin, “I think it’s motherfucking time I paid you back for your ancestor’s actions! You gonna be the main event in the dark carnival fucking lowblood!” With that sentence they lunged at each other, sneering and growling as they clashed weapons.

== > Past

        The battle between the two adult Alternians drew on, both were panting heavily. The Priestess glared harshly at the madly grinning Highblood staring right back at her. They both were covered in the other’s blood, arms barely holding up their own weapons. Then they both lunged one final time. The winner be the last one standing. The winner was…

== > present

        [Name] was having a hard time fighting Gamzee, she never really fought anyone before, and he was greatly over powering her. He had already broken her left arm, Gamzee smiled at that, [Name] was so fragile, like a chirp beast. [Name] summoned all the strength she had left in her, this was going to decide the winner. They lunged at each other… The last roll standing was…

== > past

        The Priestess stood over the dead body of The Grand Highblood, their battle was over. She had won, dropping her weapon she slowly limped over to the corpse of her flush crush, she feel to her knees her body so exhausted that they couldn’t hold herself up any longer. Carefully, she pulled Dualscars body into her lap holding onto him for dear life, whispering and talking to the fallen male as if he were still there.
        The Priestess stayed there on the floor holding onto the corpse of the male troll, not moving from that spot until the vast glub hit, killing her where she sat, still holding onto the body of the male that she was red for.

== > present

        Gamzee straightened himself into a standing position, the sound of a body hitting the floor behind him echoed across the walls. He had won, turning towards [Name]’s fallen corpse, her eyes dead staring into nothing. Walking over to [Name], Gamzee placed his right foot on her back, grabbing her horns Gamzee began to with an untamed strength until [Name]’s head was ripped off, her blood falling with splattering sounds. Grinning like a mad man Gamzee began to walk through the meteor once again looking for his next victim, dragging [Name]’s head with him.