Homestuck Troll Base Novels & Stories

says Graydon with a smile. "Oh no," I say as I start to see where he's going with this. Trolls are walking, talking, twelve feet tall stink bombs. Most of the time they are just smelly. But when they feel threatened or angry or upset or annoyed or even just a little bored, they can let off a stink that will knock everyting within 100 metres flat. "Yes exactly," says Graydon. "Not quite a smoke bomb. Troll bomb." The others suck in their breath. "That's harsh," says the blue-haired guy but he's nodding approvingly.

I wasn't sure how much further I could push it alone in my tiny apartment without getting arrested or bored. My phone buzzed on the desk. Unknown number. I almost ignored it, but something made me swipe. **Unknown:** Your show tonight was sloppy. You held back. We both know you can take more. I stared at the screen, heart skipping. Trolls were common, but this felt different. Precise. Like they'd been studying me. **Me:** Who the fuck is this? **Unknown:** People who can make you a queen instead of a sideshow. Check your email. One time offer.

It takes me a full two minutes before I understand what I’m seeing. As I watch, trolls begin pulling themselves from the walls of the cliffs. They stand, stretching is if they have been in the same position for too long. Rocks and boulders fall off their bodies, tumbling into the water beneath them. When they are done, there are ten trolls standing in the ravine and the gap has extended making it more of a gorge than a ravine. Shengis is hugging a troll that looks like a female. Another one coming up to him, embracing him. Haijen is also hugging what I think is a female troll.

"The owner's from China and was hooked on 'The Simpsons' before he ever moved to the states. He's a good guy, but most trolls are." "How can he hide?" "He's got a glamor charm. Besides, most of his clientele are magical in nature anyway." She relaxed in her seat. Shane had gotten word from the troll that there was more morning stars being offered up in the local drug market. Grolik, the troll in question, didn't like it and had called in the local authorities. He wouldn't mind dealing with it himself, but buildings tended to collapse when a troll got into a fight, and he didn't want to bring undue attention to himself or the community. Then Henry got a call on his cell phone.

I drank it though because it increased my strength and agility. It certainly made sense they wanted more land. The trolls were large creatures. They built on as well as below the earth, but they could always use more. After Sharra died, my mom created many realms for the creatures of the seven magics, though there were already dozens that existed outside Sharra's knowledge. Like the fairy realm.

"So I'll continue. When this place was built, I'd spent like...let's say...one and half- ish years living here. It was finished and a new couple moved in. They had two teenage daughters and looked a bit...weird, I won't lie, they looked weird. They also lived a wayward life. Always throwing parties every night, when they weren't throwing parties, they were attending them, returning home as late as three pm. They were so rude and arrogant that I had to give them some space. I didn't relate with them after I realized their wayward lifestyle. Anyway, suddenly, one evening, one of their daughters knocked my door. The older one I think that one was...probably sixteen - seventeen or so. She came

Winston replied before leaving the house. Joanna's fists tightened as she watched him leave. He never would've reacted this way in the past. He would've brought her to the hospital himself. What happened today? Why did he lose control of his emotions? Was it because of Millie? Could it be that he had developed feelings for Millie? Joanna looked at the security cameras again and felt anxious. … On the third basement level beneath the grandest skyscraper in Yerwick's city center, there was a mysterious base fully automated with AI technology. It was known as M Base.

“Everything, Esther. What’s going on, and don’t fuck around with me.” There were two things going on, as she told me succinctly. First, a quartet of trolls had come down from the hills to the northwest and were ripping the shit out of a suburb on the edge of Lancaster. Most of Fenwick’s people were headed there now. And just because the universe apparently fucking hated us, the asshole I’d killed had friends, and they were pissed about his death. They’d come to Lancaster looking for me, and they’d hoped to ambush me somewhere I wouldn’t necessarily have any backup.

A servant boy drops the box he was holding and dives beneath one of the carriages, trembling. The stench of fear rises around me as we all simultaneously retreat. But trolls keep coming. They are massive, twice the height of any man, their bodies made of something that looks like living stone. Moss clings to their shoulders, and their eyes glow faintly like burning embers. Each step they take makes the earth groan. “Stay back!” one of the knights barks, drawing his sword. “I don't think they are going to listen to him,” Pip whispers, poking her head from my scarf.

[Base production increased by 10%!] Hayley blinked, too stunned for words. Two consecutive rewards popped up, both practical and powerful. This system was amazing! When Hayley checked the new stats, she noticed a new category had been added after her total points and crystal core count: base prosperity level. She opened the panel to see more details. [Current Base Residents: 19 Base Guards: 1 Base Dogs: 16 Territory Size: approximately 16 square miles Farming Area: 30 acres