Your name is Hibere Ibitus.
You don’t tend to get out of your hive much, due to the fact that you live in an area that REMAINS SUNNY for LONGER THAN AVERAGE. When you do, however, you enjoy HUNTING LOCAL FAUNA, BRINGING THEIR CORPSES BACK TO YOUR HIVE, and STUFFING THEM. Though you are a FAIR TAXIDERMIST, you are not a very SKILLED HUNTER, and most of the larger beasts on display in your hive were either FOUND DEAD or killed by your LUSUS. You are also an ASPIRING NOVELIST, but you have difficulties becoming and remaining inspired long enough to complete any of your works. You are VERY SECRETIVE about your writing, and usually keep it COMPLETELY PRIVATE unless someone shows genuine interest in it.
Though you are FAIRLY LOW on the hemospectrum, you consider yourself to be EXTREMELY HIGH-CLASS. This mindset has been drilled into your head by your CUSTODIAN, who has trained you for many years to be PROPER and POLITE. You have the potential to become a HIGHLY FUNCTIONING PSYCHIC, but your lusus has forbidden you from DEVELOPING YOUR POWERS. As you are now, you are able to manipulate others via HYPNOTIC SUGGESTION, and can exert mild TELEKINETIC BEHAVIORS.
Your trolltag is prohibitDevelopment and you Cannøt he/p but speak in an eXtreme/y prøper and definitive fashiøn, especia//y when yøur /usus is arøund。
Lucas wanted a Hibere :o)
this season on strife swap
HIBERE “ITTYBITTYTITTY” HIBITUS
shipping
from the stream ithink i got htem all hmm
ive had this idea of animuz having a tea party and hibere and olivut would come and like hibere’s lusus would assume it was a really important party and force hibere to wear a dinner tux or some shit even though he’s actually going to drink pretend tea in some little girl’s room :Ic
bears… u wanted…. a hibere rite…
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What was that supposed to mean? Man, that guy gives you the creeps. The last time the two of you met was not something you’d care to relive. Sometimes you wonder why you bother with him.
Then again, if you don’t, who will? You’re the only one he seems to enjoy talking to, aside from his equally strange matesprit. You don’t think he really has that many friends. And besides, you’re the only one who he’d listen to when it comes to controlling his oddly destructive impulses.
Everyone has an important job to do.
Hibere: Get trolled.
Oh, no. Not this guy.
It’s probably a good thing that your lusus isn’t around. If he saw that you left this creep unblocked, there would be several kinds of hell to pay.
Be the Lone Rover.
Your name is Hibere Ibitus.
Though you are FAIRLY LOW in terms of blood rank, you consider yourself to be EXTREMELY HIGH-CLASS. This mindset has been drilled into your head by your LUSUS, who has trained you for many years to be PROPER and POLITE. You have the potential to become a HIGHLY FUNCTIONING PSYCHIC, but your lusus has forbidden you from DEVELOPING YOUR POWERS. As you are now, you can only manipulate others via limited HYPNOTIC SUGGESTION, and can exert mild TELEKINETIC BEHAVIORS, including the ability to slightly ALTER AN OBJECT’S DIMENSIONS.
You don’t tend to get out of your hive much, due to the fact that you live in an area that REMAINS SUNNY for LONGER THAN AVERAGE. While your tolerance for the sunlight is HIGHER than most trolls’, you choose to REMAIN INDOORS, as there really isn’t much to do outside anyways. You usually pass the time by WRITING STORIES, but you CAN NEVER SEEM TO COMPLETE THEM. You are apparently unable to remain inspired for longer than a period of ABOUT A WEEK, and due to this, you have a large collection of NOTEBOOKS AND WRITING PADS filled with information about your underdeveloped characters and universes.
Your trolltag is prohibitDevelopment and you Cannøt he/p but speak in an eXtreme/y prøper and definitive fashiøn (especia//y when yøur /usus is arøund)。
What will you do?
