Character Select

You are now the Witch of Light.

Your name is ALDWYN GARYNN. You are NONBINARY, and go by HE/HIM and SHE/HER pronouns. You are a TROLL who lives on ALTERNIA. You are an INDIGOBLOOD, which makes you quite wealthy by troll standards.

Currently, two of your QUADRANTS are full. Your MATESPIRIT is HAZULA, a young PURPLEBLOOD who is not interested in the CLOWN CHURCH. Your MOIRAIL is LARUNE, a TEALBLOOD who is currently studying to be a LEGISLACIRATOR.

Your LUSUS is a cat who you have chosen not to name. You find it rude to force a name onto her when she doesn't want it!

Your favorite past times include READING AND WRITING AWFUL AMOUNTS OF FANFICTION, DRAWING, and GAMING. Oh, and SCROLLING SOCIAL MEDIA for hours at a time whenever your GENERALIZED ANXIETY DISORDER decides to rear its ugly head. You also like to ROLEPLAY with your aforementioned MATESPIRIT.

Your troll handle is sstrawBewwy [SB] and you +alk wi+h an emphasis on your +ees.

==> Talk about your hive.

This is your HIVE.

It is a small building, despite you being RICH AS BALLS. You have made it with INDIGO bricks. On the inside, you have two floors. On the ground floor is your LIVING ROOM, KITCHEN, and BATHROOM. They are made to look clean at all times, in the rare occasion that you might have a GUEST. Up the stairs is your BEDROOM, which is, in comparison, much more messy. You have cups littering your desk, empty snack containers beside your bed, and piles of clothes stacked up on your floor. It is by no means presentable to anyone with half a decent mind.

==> Talk about your wardrobe.

Oh, your closet? Yeah, you hang comfortable junk up in there. You know, LOOSE FITTING JEANS, T-SHIRTS, SWEATERS, the occasional JACKET or two. Some TENNIS SHOES here and there. But really, you aren't too fancy.

==> Talk about your outfit.

Oh, this? Yeah, you got this when you ascended to GOD TIER. It is the outfit given to a WITCH OF LIGHT.

This isn't really your house that you are showing off, because your house is on your planet, THE LAND OF TOMBS AND NIGHT. You are currently in a DREAM BUBBLE sent by the NARRATOR in order to introduce yourself to the AUDIENCE.

Wait, what? Nevermind.

==> Talk about your planet.

Your planet is usually dark as shit, with a bunch of spooky ass GRAVEYARDS all over it that causes your blood to tingle. Thankfully, you are a WITCH OF LIGHT. This means you can light up the area with little to no trouble.

==> Talk about your classpect.

You are a fully ascended WITCH OF LIGHT in the hit game SGURB. This allows you to do multiple things, both in literal and subtle senses.

In literal senses, you are able to summon LIGHT at your will. This allows you to light up dark passageways when they happen to get in your way, especially on your planet.

In subtle senses, you are able to manipulate LUCK and PROBABILITY. In a basic sense, if you say how high the PROBABILITY of something will be, then that is what the PROBABILITY will be.

Let's say you said there was a 100% PROBABILITY that you loved HAZULA. Using your AWESOME WITCHY POWERS, you would then have to love HAZULA no matter what. Not that you didn't love them before, of course.

==> Talk about your ascension.

Your ascension was accidental, because you are a huge COWARD who is afraid of things like DEATH and INJURY.

You were already PRETTY FUCKING INJURED from battling some of the stupid MONSTERS on your planet. You were bleeding when you crawled to your QUEST BED and fell asleep.

You didn't expect to wake up as a WITCH OF LIGHT, so you must have died in your sleep. You don't like thinking about it too much, because it makes your SPINE CRAWL thinking about how you FUCKING DIED with NO ONE AROUND.

==> Talk about your weapon.

As a SAPPHIC, you really like SWORDS. Due to this, your weapon of choice is usually a BIG BLADED SWORD.

==> Talk about your matespirit.

HAZULA is a MAGE OF LIGHT.

You two met in a GROCERY STORE because you never leave your house except to buy FOOD AND SHIT. You mostly contact each other via PESTERCHUM. You two tend to share some of the same hobbies such as WRITING FOR DORKY CHARACTERS and HYPERFIXATING ON THE SAME MEDIAS.

You think that HAZULA is too hard on themselves, and you've come close to telling that to them a few times.

==> Talk about your moirail.

LARUNE is a WITCH OF HOPE.

You two met in a GROCERY STORE for the same aforementioned reasons. Curse your stupid MENTAL ILLNESS for controlling most aspects of your very limited SOCIAL LIFE.

LARUNE and you share some hobbies like WRITING, DRAWING, and CREATING CHARACTERS. Sometimes, you even dabble in ROLEPLAY.

It is also very common for the two of you to have SLEEPOVERS and go out to CONCERTS together. You think it helps LARUNE feel a bit more safe when they are around you.

LARUNE really likes the music of MARVUS and also likes to fantasize about being an ALIEN FROM ANOTHER PLANET. Because of this fascination they have copyrighted an alien band called MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE, which you think has very good music, even if it doesn't match your specific style.

==> Wrap this up.

You feel as though your time is nearing to an end. The NARRATOR seems to have run out of questions.

As a courtesy, you wave a goodbye and then twirl your long hair around your claws. Social interaction, man. That shit is exhausting.