Porrim, who I might need to add certainly did not like her clothes being torn, whether for some ulterior reason or otherwise, was still VERY MAD at Horuss. But what could she do to tell him that she hated him? She pondered the question while angrily ogling a profile pic of him. If that had actually been Horuss, he would have been very disconcerted indeed. She got a message on her computer suddenly:

Hello there, Missch! It scheems you have a burning hatred for schomeone at the moment. Would like me to be of aschischtansche?

Quite a typing quirk yo+u have there. Wait, who+ are yo+u?

Hm. Perhapsch revealing myschelf waschn't entirely benificial. Oh, well, no usche getting the othersch to pull schome shenanigansch for my schake. The name'sch Stich, madam. Like you, I have schome experiensche in the art of weaving. But whereasch you make clothesch, I repair them. I'm a tailor.

What's yo+ur po+int?

I alscho practische voodoo, a little bit. I can make effigieschs of thosche I know to heal them. But lucky for you, I can also do the reversche...intereschted?

...Yes.

Good. Tell me what thisch fellow looksch like.

Horuss is...tall, I think. I don't know his build, if that's important to you. That's because he always wears this armor, because he thinks he so powerful he'll break things if he's not wearing something that somehow can lighten his grip, even though the armor should make him heavier.. He's got two pointy horns, and dark blue blood. I've never seen it, but I know because that's the color he types in. He thinks he's just the greatest, but he's just pious and arrogant. But that's really only because of the hemospectrum, I think. Also, he's got a weird fetish of some sort. Musclebeasts. Basically masculine muscular livestock. It's disgusting. But that's not why I hate him. I did everything I could on my planet to make the men respect the women, and acknowledge them as equals. Maybe even superiors. No one listened to me, not even Kankri, mostly because no one could see the evidence that was right in front of their eyes.

But where do thesche topicsch coinschide?

Horuss never explicitly spurned me regarding women's rights. But...I see him as my antithesis. A rival. An opposite of me. Inherently superior in name, but deep down his very weak and inferior to me. On my planet, I like to think I was the epitome of troll feminity. With my love of soft fabrics and creativity, and his love of cold, hard machinery, destruction, and being a hideously lustful abomination to troll society, he is the epitome of troll masculinity. Oh, why don't I just send you his picture?

No need. Hisch effigy hasch been schtiched up for you.

Thank yo+u. When do+ I get it?

Look behind you.

Porrim did, and she saw that a troll-sized white mannequin wearing Horuss' clothes, complete with his horns, was already there.

Juscht dischmantle the armor to get at the body. It won't schtrip of hisch own, but you won't need to that to harm him. Usche thisch wischely.

I will.

She then consulted a friend to see if this blackcrush was really something to go after, or just a dead end.

Gendered Advocate (GA) began trolling Gamer Creationist (GC)

GA: Latula, are yo+u there? I need so+me advice. I think yo+u already kno+w that I...are yo+u even here?

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Never mind, I'll ask so+meo+ne else. Yo+u're pro+bably getting co+zy with Mituna o+r so+mething. Enjo+y it! ;)

Gendered Advocate (GA) began trolling Cetaceous Catastrophe (CC)

GA: Meenah, are yo+u there?

CC: yeah i'm here. you wanna hand me some gossip or somefin? it don't have nofin to do with no murders does it?

GA: No+, no+hing like that. I need advice. I...have started hating Horuss. In a caligino+us way. I...really haven't do+ne much flirting yet, and I've just made an effigy o+f him to+...well, yo+u kno+w. I feel like I sho+uldn't be do+ing this, but...it feels so+ right!

CC: shore is gurl! just do waterever your body tells you to. you wanna pretend beat up Horuss, go right on ahead. just tell me all the juicy details when you're done 38)

GA: I suppo+se yo+u have a po+int, Meenah. I can't hide my feelings fo+rever. What better way to+ make him see that I hate him by sho+wing him the scarred do+ll and sending it to+ him!

Porrim's eyes fixed on the life-size effigy. She reached to embrace it, disappointed that it didn't feel the way she would have expected him to. Oh, if it was really him, she thought, she'd wrap him in her arms and take the knife she had make marks all over his arms and shoulders and back. She could almost taste the blood of her fantasy. Taking the knife, she made her first wound on his shoulder, imagining the blue blood spilling down his body instead of the stuffing that went out of the effigy.

. . . . .

Meenawhile, Meenah was laughing her head off watching Porrim and the Horuss effigy, if one could call it that. Draconian Dignitary came in, assuming that this was, in some bizarre way he didn't understand, pornographic to trolls. But then why would she be laughing?

"Sorry, Thief. I just came to report that the Mage is dead, and no one knows save us."

"Seaweet. Kill Megido and i'll get your ring for ya. Till then I'll be wading around here and the hive."