Dood to door salestrolls

-- petulantTrollfu [PT] in the hive --
-- raggamuffinOutlook [RO] approaches the doors, checking all about him like he's up to no good --
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] is grumping over his real life fanfics --
-- raggamuffinOutlook [RO] prepares to project the guise of ragged looking lowblood wriggler to whoever shows up on the otherside of the doors, and knocks --
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] opens the door --
PT: What do you want?
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] glares at the intruding wriggler --
RO: strong troll, a girl is hungry and would like some food
PT: Get it yourself, brat.
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] slams the door --
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] returns to his writans --
-- raggamuffinOutlook [RO] huffs and waits sometime tapping his foot softly, before preparing a guise of an older more attractive woman, then knocks on the door --
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] opens up --
PT: What now?
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] glare --
-- raggamuffinOutlook [RO] angles his hips --
PT: What is this, a door-to-door hooker?
RO: a divorcee has been very lonely, a handsome troll would make a good friend if he let her stay
PT: WHat's the catch?
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] le suspicious look --
RO: a er divorcee justs needs a little time alone to freshen up while a handsome troll doesn't look?
PT: There's a stream a bit further up.
PT: About a quarter mile that way.
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] points --
-- raggamuffinOutlook [RO] turns around to look --
RO: very cold
PT: Well.
PT: Tough shit.
PT: I don't let unsupervised strangers into my hive.
PT: Deal with it.
-- raggamuffinOutlook [RO] puts his hands on his hips and walks slowly away, swinging his ass, then pauses to look over his shoulder --
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] feigns disinterest while subtly checking out dat ass --
PT: what?
-- raggamuffinOutlook [RO] gives up and storms away normally --
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] watches the booty until it fades out of sight --
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] closes the door and gets back to work --
-- raggamuffinOutlook [RO] waits behind a bush for a while, then walks back up to the door preparing a guise of an indigo male in face paint --
-- raggamuffinOutlook [RO] knock knock --
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] throws open the door --
PT: WHAT?
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] glares --
PT: Piss off, clown.
RO: a comedian wants to know if a faithful troll wants to donate anything to the mirthful messiahs motherfucker
RO: honk honk
PT: A this, a that.
PT: So that's why everyone's talking funny today!
PT: You're binging your fucking cult around begging!
PT: Get off my lawnring, Chuckles.
RO: a troll shouldnt anger the messiahs or they will
RO: or they will
RO: honk at you
RO: real loud
PT: Your spine is still intact.
PT: Leave before that changes.
RO: honk honk
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] cracks knuckles --
-- raggamuffinOutlook [RO] walks away, looking upwards in case thunder bolts come to smite him for blaspheme --
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] slams door --
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] FINALLY I CAN WRITE IN PEACE --
-- raggamuffinOutlook [RO] knock knock --
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] throws open the door --
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] glares silently --
-- raggamuffinOutlook [RO] is in the guise of a blue blooded troll in thick nerdy glasses --
PT: What.
PT: Now.
RO: a scienter comes with a warning!
PT: Another fucking cultist?
PT: Go back to your clown, asshole.
RO: a smart troll should evacuate his hive before it gets destroyed!
PT: A smart troll should leave while he still has legs.
PT: Are we clear, clownfucker?
RO: no we are not clear
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] steps out, glaring --
RO: a rational troll should understand that white science has been used to calculate
RO: the
RO: chances yes of
RO: hive failure
RO: to be really high
PT: Start running.
PT: 5
PT: 4
PT: 3
-- raggamuffinOutlook [RO] yelp --
PT: 2
PT: 1
-- raggamuffinOutlook [RO] beats it very fast --
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] returns to his hive --
-- raggamuffinOutlook [RO] knock knock --
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] throws the door open --
PT: WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?
-- raggamuffinOutlook [RO] is hiding to side and doesn't answer --
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] stomps out, looking around with RAGE --
-- raggamuffinOutlook [RO] slips into the hive and slams the doors --
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] smashes through the door --
PT: WHO'S THERE?
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] searches for an intruder --
-- raggamuffinOutlook [RO] startled, throws on his diguise a moment too late. His disguise is Champion Suhuachi himself --
RO: a champion is in his own hive
PT: What the fuck?
PT: GET OUT
RO: a rude troll should be the one to get out
PT: THIS IS MY FUCKING HIVE
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] charges --
RO: ahhhh
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] YATATATATATATATATATA --
-- raggamuffinOutlook [RO] jumps onto some furniture --
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] smashes the furniture and gives chase --
PT: I'LL TEAR YOUR THROAT OUT
RO: a troll must catch it first
-- raggamuffinOutlook [RO] runs around the hive away from him, swiping something valuable looking as he goes, and jumps to grab onto a beam --
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] launches himself, smashing through the beam --
-- raggamuffinOutlook [RO] falls down flailing, scrambles around, and chucks a tapestry at the Champion's face --
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] flails around under it --
PT: GODS DAMN IT
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] rips it, looking around for a vagabond --
-- raggamuffinOutlook [RO] by now he's ran straight out of the hive and hightailing it away --
-- petulantTrollfu [PT] ROARS IN IMPOTENT RAGE --
-- raggamuffinOutlook [RO] slows down to look at what he swiped. A rich bound book. He skims over some of the contents and his face shows disapointment --
RO: a champion writes self insert fan fiction...