This is the timelapse of how I made coquito (@coco_.zz on instagram, oc) as a pop troll, the song you hear in the background is can't stop the feeling the justing timberlake, which is part of the trolls soundtrack
Love your troll anatomy headcanons!! Do you have any thoughts for glitter trolls? Are they considered a subspecies to pop trolls? And what about the bounty hunter trolls?
Thank you sm! as far as we are aware, in canon, glitter trolls have only been seen in the pop tribe; so, i would consider them to be a subtype of poptroll !
The Kpop trolls are obviously a subtype of pop/glitter, possibly with a mutated gene for glitter skin that makes it smooth and holographic. Smooth jazz probably originates from an old mixed tribe of classical, funk, and pop (which is why Chaz can fly, has curled hair that grows downward, and a similar body type to poptrolls). Yodelers and Country i’d think originate from a common ancestor i’ll call Folk trolls. Reggaeton probably originates from different tribes of funk + techno + pop + rock mixing, creating new genres that then also mixed, until eventually becoming Reggaeton (convoluted, i know).
The world is a large place, and i doubt all the genres really stayed completely separated all those years. the sub genres are born from breakaway tribes who probably mingled with other breakaway tribes, making all kinds of music and what not.
it’s very fun to come up with these, i welcome anyone to pitch in their ideas too 🙏🙌
Post 2 - mostly some new ones + a lil mini story of floyd n judas
Vin (short for Vignette) is a female poptroll that doesnt live w the others and instead lives w a race of ppl i based on skydancers,,, shes a p popular artist there (Haven is her boss)
Queen Para of the pop-punk trolls - Avrils sister <3
Small lil story idea of Vin giving Judas a makeover to hide his marks and try to look more like a poptroll to appeal to Floyd - obvi it dont work cus u shouldnt change urself for someone <3
Here is my trollsona, she is a poptroll who likes every genre of music, is so versatile when it comes to others tastes, her hair color changes depending on what genre is hearing.
Duncan insisted on helping with the soundcheck for the upcoming performers. Despite being a strong man for the mafia, the boy also has a profound passion for music, specifically playing the bass guitar. He adjusted the tuning in front of the stage, carefully making sure that every instrument was up and ready for the next performer to play. "Here’s the mic." He extended his hand to the lady towering over him while he sat busy, tinkering with the guitar until he looked up and saw a pretty girl. "Nice." He smirked, making a mental note that she was really pretty, before going back to whatever he was doing. "So… you’re the performer." He cleared his throat, shrugging his shoulders before giving her a look. "I hope you sing as good as you look. You're not up until…" Duncan looked at his watch to check the time. "Well, you got another hour with me. What's up?"
Glancing around the apartment living room, Poppy took it all in. While she wasn’t judging it by any means, hardly caring that it was quite different than the penthouse apartment she herself currently resided in, there was one thought that stuck out as she looked it over. “And how many people did you all invite to this party?” she asks, never really one to keep her thoughts to herself even when she probably should. “Are they all going to fit here?” The concern came from the fact that Poppy had never truly been to a real house or apartment based party before - where all the bodies were crammed together in a drunken mess. No, the only parties she had ever attended had always been hosted in big mansions or event halls made specifically to hold thousands upon thousands of people. And even when she did go out to packed clubs that could potentially be similar to this - she’d always been secluded to a private corner surrounded by bodyguards. The concept of being right up on top of everyone slammed together was a new one, and while it was a little bit intimidating - Poppy couldn’t help but also be beyond excited to finally experience a real regular party.
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Slightly glanced up and away as he processed the question, counting up how many people he had personally invited (which took two hands to tally up on their own) and then trying to mentally multiply that by the other lost boys assuming they had as many guests, plus accounting for any friends of friends that tagged along…“A lot,” he said decisively. He squinted around the living room for a moment and then shrugged. “I sure hope so. It would suck if we had to turn anyone away…But look!” Slightly motioned proudly to the karaoke machine they had managed to get their hands on. They had already had it on their party necessity list before he met and invited Poppy, but it was certainly an even more valuable activity to have available with her in attendance. “We’ll have a great crowd to siiiing for. Can we do a duet?” After a second he remembered manners and added, “Please?”