Renzii's Hive.

<Renzii, Give up.>

You head to the throne room that is your Ancestor’s. Hanging from the ceiling, is a cage that is holding your ‘sister’ Aunjoo. Her lips curled into a smirk as you approach. She knows what you’re about to do.

The nightmares, the laughter, and the constant ‘I AM you, remember?’ has taken its tole. You can’t keep her locked up like that anymore. You thought it would make it easier. After all, it meant no more juggling of troll body parts infront of you, no more body parts laying about the hive period, and no new painting on the wall of horrid things.

But it didn’t make it easier did it? You jump on top of her cage, and swipe the metal chain holding it with your clawkind, causing it to crash to the floor. The locked door flies open from the force and the cage nearly breaks completely. You’re starting to think you didn’t really think this through.

Aunjoo comes out of the cage under you and helps you to the black marble floor. She’s still grinning but gives you a small hug. You whimper. You haven’t slept in days now and collapse in her arms.

Fortunately, when you wake up Aunjoo is gone and you’re laying in your bed like what you did was a dream. But it’s not a dream because you can hear her insane happy laugh bolt into the jungle. You don’t really care anymore. Your sanity is hanging on by a thread as you curl up into a ball.

futatherapist:

asktherenzii:

futatherapist:

“hmhm, maybe… though it wont really be my mom I don’t think. Its nice to dream though. Oh, and your help would certainly be appreciated since you have experience already. And isn’t it quite uncommon to know your ancestor as well? seems quite lucky.

“I guess. I hope you do run into her though. Hehe, I am happy to help if I can. And usually meeting an ancestor is rare…but mine is dead and haunting the place I live so it’s nice sometimes. I consider myself lucky to have her around..even though she has a really bad temper…it seems as I get old I’ll get one too..”

Maybe, but Im sure you can learn to control it. A lot of people become rather crotchety old folk hmhmhm… and haunting you say? heh, it would certainly be interested to be haunted by my mother, Id probably have to offer up a bottle of this or that to keep her quiet now and then, heh.

“No, most adult trolls that are high blooded can’t really control it. Well, the ones my ancestor has told me about anyways. It seems when they get older they don’t feel the need fur a meowrail and let their anger stay strong. They don’t usually feel like obtaining a matesprit either and usually just have a kismesis. It sounds like your mom is a drinker, but she’s not a bad drinker right?”

leiaorganasolo:

leiaorganasolo:

not being able to find the 3rd fossil in your town

FINDING IT TWO SECONDS AFTER MAKING THIS POST

arostine:

pretend to be me in my ask and ill rate its accuracy /10

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