Trove Guide

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Overview

Bored and just clicking around waiting for the game to show up? Well here’s your fix! In this guide, there will be some GREAT stories and pictures to browse, tips on fiddling, and wasting your time having fun, and then once it’s done loading, HAVING MOAR FUN! Enjoy! 😀

Awesome Website!

If your bored, then CTRL+ALT+DELETE, And go to your closest web browser, and go to this fun and great website: thebest404pageever.com

It’s easy to watch, reload the page for a different thing every time! Enjoy!

Cat Pictures!

Stories To Read!

Once upon a time, there was a Ground war match held between Denmark and England. England triumphed, while the Skrub of Cawdor had been noscoped by king Duncan. However, a cheeky skrubloard by the name of Macskrub had been too greedy. He wanted to become part of the Illuminati. So he and his wife noscoped King Duncan (actually it was Macskrub who did the super stealth tomahawk throw across the map. Then, became part of Faze and Optic. However, Optic found out that he was in the iluminati so they quicksckoped him out of the clan, infact Macbeth was being such a skrub that they even went to his internet shop with MLG merchandise such as mountain dew shirts, and Macskrub shirts. They hacked his website, and they killed Macskrub by 1337 haxing the computer and then it exploded which was a wonderful sight with many lens flairs, once he was killed, snipars smiled upon down from noscoper heaven, and the world order was brought back to normal. While macskrub was sent to hardscoper hell, and he was hardscoped by hardscopers for eternity.

Moral of the story: Don’t be a skrub ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

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You don’t know me. No one knows me. Only Master knows of my existence. But Master and I know all of you. We visit all of you, my friends, during the witching hour.

I’m never there during the day. The sun’s rays penetrate my shadowy soul and obliterate my flesh. My bones turn to ash and my organs become dust. Daytime in one place is nighttime in another though, so Master and I always are traveling. Never in one place for too long.

After the sun has died and the moon lives again, I come. I’ll get close up to you and breathe in the scent of your life. I listen to your heartbeat and breathing. Master then starts work on you, putting one finger on your forehead and whispering Latin words. You always end up squirming or screaming. Master calls them nightmares. I always want to comfort you, hold you close. But I can never touch, not ever. Master tells me never to touch.

I’ve learned not to touch. Master hurt me badly, and my skin, my scarred, sensitive skin, has paid the price. But sometimes I can’t help myself. When Master isn’t looking, I strike. I brush my fingernails down your arms, trace your lips, comb your hair away from your face. But my skin kills your kind, breaks the blood vessels, bruises your body in mysterious ways you can never figure out. I’m sorry, I really am. I just can’t help myself. I want to show you how much I love you.

When Master and I are done with you, I always remember to take a souvenir. Usually it’s something small that you won’t notice is missing, like a coin or a pen, snatched up from behind Master’s back. But sometimes you don’t have very much. When that happens, I take something else, with Master’s permission of course. Hair. Nails. Eyelashes. A part of you. And it will always be mine.

I hope to see you tonight. But if you don’t fall asleep, we’ll have a problem. Master says I can’t let you see me. If you see me, our friendship will be over. And I’ll have to kill you. I don’t want to kill you. I don’t want to see the blood seep through your bedsheets. I don’t want to see your face as you scream at the sight of me. My deformed skin. My scars. My love for you.

But maybe, deep down inside, just a little bit, I do. I am Master’s child, afterall.

Sweet dreams, darlings. I’ll be waiting for you.

Boredom Fixing Tutorial!

Here is how to twidle thumbs:

Put hands together, and put your fingers inbetween every finger to make it so you are holding your hands in a loving embrace.

Put your hands (in the same position) horizontal, so the tips of your thumbs are facing your screen, or just flat.

Then – keeping your fingers intwined – make your palms/hands do a butterfly, and open them up having your palms face you. Make sure the tips of your thumbs are now touching.

At this point, spin your thumbs over one another, like a wheel, and try not to have them touch your hand, or eachother.

Success!

And To Finish It Off: Random Pictures To Theorize About!

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