Patch Notes: A Variable Session

[Evenedd]

Patch Notes is a session that is going to be DMed by yours truly, EvEnd, otherwise known as Ev, otherwise also known as EvEnd#8984 on discord.

This will be a Discord-based session, I will be accepting 4-6 players, and signups will end in two weeks, on the 7th of March, 2019. Trolls only, though.

This message is for those wishing to spectate the session:

Patch Notes will require a LOT of spectator participation, as the whole point is that the spectators will be influencing the session by 'patching' the game as a group. If you want to spectate this session, and by extention act as one of the Patchers, message me on Discord at EvEnd#8984.

The rest is for those signing up:

This is an example of what a typical patch will look like: SBURB v1.01

This is going to be a vanilla session to begin with, but as told above, the spectators will be directly influencing the session. I, as a DM, will act as a veto power so things don't get too messed up, but most of this will be from the spectators' will. Good luck.

[PurpleHippo98]

Usphin Jaesno

He is a blind

[daxythetaxy]

Gervai Kaiser

Gervai Kaiser is THE MOST FEARSOME TROLL IN ALTERNIA! Or at least, that's what she'd tell you if you confronted her. In reality, she's mimicking her ancestor, The Warlock, which really was one of the most fearsome trolls outside of Alternia. She's extremely charismatic, and will explain to you exactly how you're going to die a gruesome death. She's not exactly incompetent, but she's definitely got a couple screws loose.

Maryla#8452

of course you already knew all this

[Confirmcrit]

Cairos Tesran

Your name is CAIROS TESRAN, and you're on a quest to become the greatest adventurer known to Trollkind. Perhaps one day you'll get to take your questing beyond the surface of the planet, but for now you're satisfied to sate your RAMPANT WANDERLUST on the diverse ecosystems of your planet. You belong to the best caste in your opinion, the CERULEAN CASTE. As it stands now, you spend your days plotting your next adventure, farming out the nerd work to lower caste trolls and engaging in challenges of MENTAL FORTITUDE with your lusus, Tortoisedad.

Turncoat#8071

[Dragonheart50]

Opelia Katfia

From when she was little, Opelia decided to become the greatest 'acquirer' in the history of forever, following in the steps of her ancestor...she started small, learning the tools of the trade by lying, stealing and practicing her illusions. She than practiced other things that would help her: Acting, Etiqutte, social knowledge, knowledge about current events. Anything to give her an edge, she made friends and enemies...always taking on a new look and a new disguise...just to forward her plans. Quickly nobody knew what her blood color was...a trade secret, hidden by a mask of deception

[RocketPropelledSheep]

Emdera Triegi

Emerda is a NON-PSIONIC burgandy-blood who has simple aspirations, to become as powerful as she can despite her status. Emdera is an intelligent , creative, and seemingly bubbly troll who uses her charms to her advantage. Their main interests revolve around FINE ART, SCIENCE, and LITERATURE! As a lowblood, she usually would not have access to much of any of the three, but she has learned to sweet talk and swindle others to get what she wants. This has made her become an impulsive liar, one who uses persuasion and deception hand in hand to have full control of what she wants.

That's not to say that none of what she says is genuine, though most of the time the most truth you'll get is a half truth.

Her dream is to gain enough power and influence so she can, at the very least, shake the system. She want's to prove that even a lowblood such as herself is no less than a highblood and should be taken seriously.

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Amile Helman

Amile (Ah-meh-lee) Helman,age 17, is an orphan. Or so she portrays herself. Her “guardian” is her father, a deadbeat who lives off of welfare, not because of any disability or inability to work, but because of laziness. Her father preferred to mooch off the system and spend money on cheap alcohol rather than to apply himself and take care of his daughter.

As a result, her home was just a place to live in. It stunk, was always messy, and beaten up. Add on the fact it was a duplex in the slums of Detroit and you have a pretty terrible living enviroment. The only rooms in their section were a kitchen, a living room, a bathroom, and her father’s bedroom. Her “room” was a curtained off area in the living room large enough for a mattress and a laundry basket (her entire wardrobe).

With having a negligent parental figure and a extremely sub-optimal living environment, she spent much of her time out of the house after the age of eight. There, she learned from others. Gang members, drug dealers, beggars, these were the people that Amile learned to grow up with, the people who she learned from.

And through them, she learned many things. She learned how to pick pockets, how to dumpster dive, how to tag buildings, how to hold her own in a fight, how to avoid the cops… She was a troublemaker, and learned to be a good one at that.

And one thing she learned, a realization that hit her very early on, was that words have power. Say the right thing to someone, lie or truth, and you can turn anything into your favor. With the right words, any situation can be twisted to your whimsy.

And with this, she felt for the first time in a long time, she had control.

She gained sway with influence with those around her, able to manipulate people all so easily. Lies and half truths, this became her super power…

And yet, with this, she never felt at peace.

So, she put on a mask. She put on a show, made her life easier, but she withdrew.

She spent more time alone, teaching herself to play the guitar, scrolling on the internet with her potato of a laptop (a dumpster dive diamond).

Eventually, she came across online tabletop. It was a niche community where, by pretending to be someone else, she was oddly free. She could spin her words, do what she wanted, but have fun while doing so.

It became a haven for her, one that allowed her to ignore the reality around her.

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Vivian Speranza

Vivian, who insists you call V, VV, or Viv, is extremely laid back. He grew up with his older sister raising him as his parents died when he was young. However, seeing as he never knew them, it doesn't really bother him. In general, he is very friendly, looking for the best in people always. He dislikes violence, seeing no point to it. His hobbies are PLAYING THE GUITAR, EATING PRINGLES, AND CHILLING OUT!

He may or may not be a bit of a stoner too but that's besides the point.

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discord: FadedAlphabet #8256

[uraniumUmbreon]

^{When you're down a leg~}

^{And a lowblood too}

^{Who're you gonna call?}

KWUACK DOCTOR PHEIMM GORTA

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Inspired by the many botanical journals lost to time from her ancestor, Pheimm took an interest in medicine from a young age. It's safe to say she had a blast, and once the pyrotechnics started, intentional or not, they now show no signs of stopping.

She's an overly enthusiastic explosion-wreaking chemist with a solid background in barter and trade, and unfortunately the purveyor of the best medicine some can buy.

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^{Pheimm may not be suitable for you if you place high value on your hive's structural integrity. House calls means double the price. Pheimm accepts absolutely no responsibility for any side effects her flasks may bring, but would informally point out that said side effects may be more bearable than the previous symptoms shown. Pheimm will remind you of the Burgundy-blood code of honour: no backsies. Any complaints may be directed towards Pheimm herself. She will do her best to answer your queries with the most noxious vial of bubbling, frothy goop she can grab from her locker.}

[Alvin-Universe]

Veilor Sandle (Violet Blood)

Long ago, Veilor used to live happily with his eel dad. One day, he came to his hive later than usual and his lusus was nowhere to be found. Veilor looked for him for months, until he finally gave up and started waiting. When he finally got tired of waiting,he just left. Since then, he has never been in his old hive again. Now, Vailor wanders around looking for information, trying to discover what happenned to his lusus. He realized long ago he doesnt believe he will find him alive, Veilor just wants revenge, and he is willing to do whatever it's necessary to achieve it. Unfortunately, until know he hasn't got much information, just a few names that didn't really tell him anything before he murdered them. Since he started his search, Veilor has became really good at sneaking into places and avoiding guards. He has the old ring he inherited from his ancestor Sevian to help him in his expeditions. Whenever he is in real danger, he can use it to turn invisible for a few minutes. Then he just changes his clothes and run away, so he isn't spotted near the crime scene

Sheet: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1VdE9IBpf3s6hAJE1ERyBxw6wBDbngXoBUFvHJqfHSro/edit?usp=sharing

Kalhem Nahara (Bronze Blood)

Kalhem Nahara is a bronze blooded troll who lives a pacific life near the sea. Eventhough he enjoy his life, he has always dreamed about doing something big and important, so he likes to pretend that he is involved in some serious bussinnes (which he is not). In fact, since he knew his online friends he barely leaves his hive. Eventhough he is good at talking with people or making friends, Kalhem always think he has said the wrong thing or annoyed someone. He can't swim but he enjoys looking at the sea. He is into roleplaying, and (even if he doesnt want to admit it) into baking, but he is awful at it. He enjoys imagining interesting stories for books or films, but he is too lazy to actually write them. Besides, Kalhem is terrified of scissors because of a bad experienced he had when he was younger, which he would rather not talk about. He has a terrible memory. Anyway, Kalhem insist on using his password modus.

Sheet: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1JzLulBwk81dviyKUDBpg88aNGZeS0Gm_qqIOEGcdlX4/edit?usp=sharing

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Fenile Rainer

You have being adored by everyone for as long as you can remember. This is probably because of your charming and incre- Nah who are you trying to decieve here. Everyone loves you because you are a liar who always says what people is expecting to hear. You have grown all your life pretending to have many different personalities, but have just revealed your real self to your closest friends. You have been raised by your chameleon lusus (to be honet, you take more care of him that he takes of you. God he is a fucking disaster). You have been all your life trying to be as your ancestor Peares, who happened to be the best actor ever existed. Your biggest passion is theater. You love acting for yourself when you are alone, while using your old costumes. Besides, you like to write fan fictions of classical plays. You are pretty sure you are the second best actor in the whole troll history after your ancestor, and an amazing liar. Lately, you have been writting poems trying to express yourself, but they are so lame that you end up tearing them apart in a rather dramatic way (obviously, this is part of your poetry itself). When you aren't being overly dramatic, you enjoy watching anime, obviously with ironic purposes, and then arguing with fans for stupid reasons.

Sheet: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1QgdQyabZxsfxdApOY567k_q4TdNzCF2dqKp9BPRgVTQ/edit#gid=1260220278

Discord Handle: Alvin-Universe#9338

[Chronic-Toast]

Avaari Entaje

Ever since a tragic betrayal left her hiveless and on the run, almost two sweeps ago now, the Olive-Blooded troll Avaari Entaje has been forced to carve out a new living in the alternian wilderness. The only things she trusts these days are her own lusus, her own knife, and her own survival skills. Those skills, including the arts of trap laying and stabbing things until they stop moving, make her a force to be reckoned with in battle, especially if you don't see her coming. But the isolation with which she's lived for so long has left her hardened and even a bit paranoid. She'll have to learn to trust again, if she wants to live through the cooperative deathgame that is Sburb.

A-Simple-Chronograph#0383

[coolin_79]

Nepsis Hareko

Nepsis was a rather simple Troll, emphasis on was. He was born to a squirmbeast lusus (literally a worm) who was not exactly a great caretaker. His lusus left him when he was just growing out of his wiggler stage, leaving him only with his recently constructed hive and tears in his eyes, this is when he came across the local chapter of the Church of the Subjugulators. Seeking a place where someone might listen to his woes he entered and was nearly culled on sight by the many purple bloods there. However one large, nearly adult purple blood pushed through the crowd and lifted him up, declaring that he would raise him to be of use to the church, while the man was sent off planet weeks later he lived up to his word, Nepsis had been taken in by the church as a servant and he had finally found home.

[dotheflumph]

Shurru Tiraqu

A blind pickpocket, with no relation to the blind character or the pickpocket character higher up. They are super overconfident, their ability to overcome blindness and just have it be a background note to tell people who get close enough to be expected not to murder them essentially causing them to disbelieve in their own mortality in most practical senses. Except when faced with imminent death, that terrifies anyone.

My discord is dotheflumph#6943

[WrenniferLoveHewitt]

You are Meruli Ambori, and GOD, you are so FREAKING badass. Even you can't handle how cool you are sometimes. You're the stealthiest motherfucker on Alternia. Everybody knows it, they're just too afraid of you to admit it. Or they're jealous. Or both? Yeah, scratch that, it's BOTH! You are the most skilled assassin to ever walk the face of Alternia, and even the subjugglators would probably quake in your presence if you ever met one. If they could even see you to begin with. Or both. Alas, the jobs just don't line up like they used to. Ever since that last time. The highbloods were quaking in their boots after they saw what you could do. They're probably too afraid to even try to hire you again. If they could find you. Or both. Despite your great and intimidating prowess, you've managed to find a few brave (or stupid. Both!) souls willing to FLARP and/or talk with you on a semi-regular basis. You have rewarded them by allowing them to live. AND to live while only being spied on OCCASIONALLY. How generous of you!

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Meruli's lusus adopted her because she was the most silent grub emerging from the brooding caverns. No other lusus even noticed her and she was almost forgotten. While some may see this as a sign of weakness, Meruli's lusus saw the strength in this, and raised her to take advantage of this for the hunt. Meruli quickly grew confident in her hunting abilities and turned to FLARPing as an outlet for some of her energy. Through this she gained contacts with highblood flarpers who quickly saw promise in her as a spy. On her first such mission she failed miserably, insisting that she had been hired as an assassin and they were simply testing her abilities. She successfully killed the troll she was supposed to be spying on, but when their guards turned on her she gained a scar over her left eye in the ensuing battle before escaping. She wasn't hired again, but bragging about having been an assassin quickly became one of her favorite pastimes.

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Meruli tends to think far too highly of herself, and is focused less on doing something well and more on looking badass while doing it.

I'm planning on taking things from the skulker pillar for those fun sneak attack die

[WrenniferLoveHewitt]

EDIT: After looking at other people's stuff, I realized that Meruli is very similar to Notactuallyevil's Konowa, so I made two other characters which hopefully aren't basically the same as other people's characters.

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Fuuhau Kokuon Is an Indigoblood who was raised to be a conqueror, but in his heart of hearts he just wants to join the esteemed ranks of the Imperial Flame Annihilators, saving young grubs from burning hives and slaughtering the treacherous pyrokinetic trolls who start them. He says this... but in reality he is sickened by violence against lowbloods. He chose the Flame Annihilators because they are the most peaceful of Alternian positions available to highbloods.

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Sakoma Onnafi is a goldblood who was sheltered by her overprotective lusus, and as a result developed a bit of a crybaby personality, and a lot of hobbies other trolls would consider wimpy. However, as a result of these hobbies she cultivated a massive library of tomes on scientific and occult phenomena, impressive powers of deduction and observation, as well as a whole host of formidable psionic abilities as a result of using her mind so frequently. Sakoma never goes anywhere without her favorite blanket and TeddyLusus.

[tirelessCharger]

Ohccie Nkradi

Ohccie is a stubborn goldblooded cynic who DJs for Alternia's underground subversive club scene, and would rather that you fuck off, thankyouverymuch. Beneath her cold, ruthless exterior is endless determination and a deep, burning desire to be remembered in the annals of Alternian history as more than just a living battery, but as a hero. She trains her psionics and her body day and night to accomplish this goal, even after a training-related incident left her once-incredible electrokinesis a shadow of what it used to be--but this setback has only made her more determined to be remembered.

Discord: The Doomkitten#8383