He was the first troll you had contact with after three sweeps of isolation on Earth and is now your moirail. You love him more than you think you've ever loved anyone and can't imagine life without him. He means the world to you and threats towards him are likely going to result in some violence from you. After deciding you need more friends, he encouraged you to make this blog and now won't let you delete it.

As a member of your former pack and fellow exile, it's hard not to associate Gamzee with hive. The fact that he's a total asshole and a mooch makes it a little easier. Despite your occasional feelings of vacillation, he holds your black quadrant and only your black quadrant. You do worry about him more than you probably should, though.

Even if she is an alternate version of yourself, she's become one of your closest friends and at times, a flushed attraction for you. Her multiple quadrant partners may make a red relationship impossible, but you're still going to look out for her and you do still care about her a lot. It just wouldn't work out between you two.

He's an alternate of your former matesprit and a sweetie to boot. You view him as someone who needs protecting and a bit of coddling, but are often surprised to find him outwitting you on a regular basis. Between this and how fun he can be to be around has led to a bit of a flushcrush that you know is unlikely to go anywhere. You're content just to have him as part of your pseudo pack and to occasionally pester him on Tumblr.

Taurrie is an alternate of your moirail, his sometimes kismesis, and also a pretty nice guy. You talk with him about hunting and he made you a kickass pair of boots once. For 12th Perigee’s Eve, you gifted each other with plans for a hunting trip which has yet to happen, but you’re pretty excited for when it does. He’s part of the pseudo pack and you wouldn’t be sharing your territory with him otherwise.

Somehow, you’ve managed to find an alternate of your kismesis whose company you actually enjoy. He’s a pretty alright guy, funny and fun to mess with. While his determination to get you to chirp one day is mildly annoying, you still consider him a good friend.

You really do not like this troll, but you’re forced to live with her as she’s your moirail’s matesprit. In an effort to make your moirail’s life on Earth happier, you gave up your God Tier as a bargaining chip with the Horrorterrors so she could be brought back to life. It’s a decision you regularly find you regret.