Troll Name Generator Novels & Stories

Preston by the main character. “Wait!” I suddenly realized that my male lead doesn’t have a name. “How about… um… “ Naturally, there was only one name on my mind. But I couldn’t name the character “Tom”, could I? I logged to writers’ chatroom again. “How should I name my psychopath ML?” “What is his nationality?” someone asked. “Asian American…kind of…” “Maybe choose a simple English name?” somebody else suggested. This opinion only made me go back to “Tom” again…

Chapter 22 – Group chat (everyone's account handles Niklaus - Demon King «DK» Alexis - Sexy Boss Lady «SBL» Zarah - Golden Goddess «GG» Emma - Sexy Chef «SC» Zain - Alpha «A» Taylor - Angelbaby «AB» Zelina - Pink «P» Raven - Sexy God «SG» Catherine - Tech Goddess «TG» Mason - IceKing «IK» Reign - Principal Stevens «PS»)

"What other names do you have for your wieners?" "Knob goblin, anaconda, third leg, twig and berries," I said. "Willie, womb raider, Vlad the Impaler, silent flute," Thane added. "Tally whacker, wing wang, pole driver, Johnson, love pole," Tag said. Hollyn's mouth dropped open. "Is that all?" I snorted. "Trouser monkey, pocket rocket, schlong, trouser snake, sausage, man-meat." "Dong, Captain Winkie, frank and beans, torpedo, package." Thane smiled.

He shrugged. "I'll need an email for that.” I rolled my eyes. “Then create a new one. But one that has no relation to you at all. Not your name or nickname or anything. Something completely vague.” "Like what? Shits and giggles at G***l.com?” I scoffed. “Yeah that works. But don't use G****e and sign up with fake info only.” I stared at him in bewilderment. Somewhere in my stomach, tiny pricks of icicles were stabbing the walls. This was real.

I didn’t know how things worked in the troll world, it could all be different since the last time I’d been here. “Oh, yes,” said the troll. “We’ve been keeping an eye out for you and your friends ever since the girl turned up.” “Girl? What girl?” “You know, soft things with squishy parts.” “I know what a girl is. What’s her name?” “Hmm. Let me think. What was it?” He turned to his fellows who shrugged. “Sorry. Human names are a bit hard to remember. They all sound like Barry or Larry. Impossible to remember.”

At least having the miniatures to build gave her something else to focus on…when she could tear herself away from her phone. It wasn’t her actual phone, but one Parker had gotten for her so they could keep in contact when he was at work. It was for emergencies, but she had broken down and downloaded the apps and then signed up with a fake name so she could stalk her profiles anonymously. That’s what the trolls did, and it had surprised Talia just how easy it was to get access to her public profiles using a fake name. No wonder trying to track down and prosecute trolls was so difficult. No wonder these trolls were so flippant about saying such shit. They were safe from any recourse or consequ

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“I have another one—how about a dart gun that delivers a psychoactive compound? Something that causes vivid, disorienting visions.” I paused mid-keystroke to stare at her. “I can’t believe you just said something that actually sounded reasonable.” “Hey!!” Tyla protested. Quin snorted. “Alright,” I said, turning back to the screen. “We’ll call that one the Hallucination Dart Gun.” Tyla shook her head. “No, no, no—it needs a cheesier name.” I raised an eyebrow. “Like what?” She grinned. “Dream Blaster 3000.”

Madam Guller got her hands on the phone but was stumped when it came to picking a username. "What should I call myself?" she asked Rana. Meanwhile, Rana was busy trading jabs with Owen in the stream's chat, not missing a beat. [My name's Little Witch Ran, and guess what? My grandma's on here too, rocking her own account called Ordinary Life.] Madam Guller paused, her fingers hovering over the keyboard before she typed in the ID: Top One.