(This is a roleplay account. I'm hardly ever on so don't bother
unless you like Homestuck and want a roleplay.)
Your name is KANAYA MARYAM.
You are one of the few of your kind who can withstand the BLISTERING
ALTERNIAN SUN, and perhaps the only who enjoys the feel of its rays.
As such, you are one of the few of your kind who has taken a shining
to LANDSCAPING. You have cultivated a lush oasis around your hive, and
in particular, you have honed your craft through the art of TOPIARY,
sculpting your trees to match the PUFFY ORACLES from your dreams. You
have embraced the tool of this trade, which conveniently is the weapon
of choice for those who would hunt the HEINOUS BROODS OF THE UNDEAD
which crawl from the sand at sunrise to feast on the light and the
It would be convenient if you actually hunted them, but it is of
course far too dangerous, every bit as suicidal as attempting to poach
the terrible MUSCLEBEASTS who roam at night. So you indulge in your
bright fascination with the grim through literature. Just before the
sun goes down and you join your flora in rest, you immerse yourself in
tales of RAINBOW DRINKERS and SHADOW DROPPERS and FORBIDDEN PASSION.
You are one of the few of your kind with JADE GREEN BLOOD. As such you
are one of the few who could be selected and raised by a VIRGIN MOTHER
GRUB, an event so rare as to elude documented precedent. She would
defend you from desert threats, and though her life would be short, in
time you would assure her of progeny.
You are one of the few of your kind whose affection for the aesthetic
strongly overpowers instinctive regard for the utilitarian. As such,
you are one of the few of your kind who has developed a zeal for
FASHION and DESIGN and LIVELY COLORFUL PATTERNS. You decorate your
hive with FLORA and FABRIC, as delicately or aggressively as
inspiration demands. You are a SEAMSTRESS or a RAGRIPPER or a
TREETRIMMER or a LUMBERJACK, whichever you care to be, and your unique
hive is equipped with a great supply of advanced technology to
accommodate your interests. The technology and indeed the hive itself
were all recovered from the ruins nearby when you were very young. The
seed of your hive was deployed on the volcanic rocks beneath the sand
with the assistance of your lusus and her remarkable burrowing skills,
and you have lived there happily together since.
You know the ruins and the hive and everything here that is not sand
and rock originated from the world of your dreams. You also know that
one day you will visit this world while you are awake. That day is
Your trolltag is grimAuxiliatrix and you Tend To Enunciate Each Word
You Speak Very Clearly And Carefully
What will you do?