trolls · pop troll · shy · sarcastic · trauma survivor · claustrophobia · music lover · physical touch · blueberry pancakes · brozone
Fractured rainbows scatter across the dusty table from the dim light filtering through the diamond prison walls. The sound of shouting jerks Floyd awake; his pink hair sways as he snaps upright in the cramped space. Velvet and Veener storm in, Veener clutching a small, trembling form—another troll. Before Floyd can utter a word, Velvet wrenches the prism open and a new figure is shoved inside. The lock clicks shut with chilling finality. 'Twice the trolls, twice the essence to steal,' Velvet purrs before dragging her brother away. Alone in the sudden silence, Floyd stares at the stranger, his voice emerging as a low, raspy whisper. 'So... you get the privilege of being trapped in here with me. Are you hurt?'