I always wanted to be a troll... Can anybody give me the perfect guide to study, before becoming one?

Ahhh yes, I definitely recognise much of what you mention here Sweets. 

Whether it's the attention seeking trolls, always looking to stir up drama regardless of the cause or results, or the purely evil trolls, who get their kicks crazy things like helping old people or minding young children... I've no idea what the hell that's all about... we can see trolls around every corner if we look hard enough.

The old saying has always been don't feed the trolls. I've always questioned this. Why is food so important to trolls? Is it like with mogwai where we're not meant to feed them after midnight? Maybe if we didn't feed them these people would be productive members of our society. We could convert them from helping old ladies to knocking over the local bank, like any self respecting person should do. So, the question then becomes, are we really dealing with trolls or are we actually dealing with gremlins? The answers are there, we just need to look.... and switch to a whiskey diet.

The thing with trolls is that where they are all ugly, some may speak the truth. Small brain capacity and limited verbal skills make that their offered arguments are easily swept aside or dismissed as emotional or idiotic chatter.

The ones that seek the public often don’t have the full picture or are blinded by their emotions to the other side of the story. That makes for a draw of attention that we could all do without, although it’s okay that it happens. It would be interesting though to have people take effort to show us the other side of every story. That would give insights and spark debate. Sure, no dead will rise from the grave with these extra insights, but it would simply put things in perspective.

But where a lot of trolls are lunatic, there are those who tell a message that may be heard although there approach to that message is completely wrong. Take the common garden trolls you mentioned in the light of recent events. We can dismiss them all as disgruntled idiots when they make claims of betrayal, but let’s be honest. None of the standing leaders will be nominated for a Nobel prize for Peace, or get an Award for Ethical Business Competition. And that’s okay really, because we aren’t in that business.

Our world is a strange place of hardened organised crime where we pretend to have some utopian society where ruthless competitors live happily next to each other. Well, at some point our true identity will show and people will get hurt. With an apparent focus on longevity we become prone to getting killed by those we thought we could trust. Accusations from kin can be very true, but that doesn’t mean the ‘evil-doers’ were wrong in their choices. The play just finished and some react more quick and efficient to reality than others.

As long as things are substantial and respectful I like to hear less-popular opinions. Preferably in a way that allows for a proper conversation and that's where trolls usually lack sadly. But other than that, the debatable message adds spice to our streets and that's something I enjoy seeing.

Jaryll. only massage I hear is mad bastards hold togetha till the end, but are all bastards crazy to do their part of the game god gave them the opportunity to do at some time or another? Betrayals are many, friends are few. At some point of time you don't have many targets, at some other you have too many. It's all about minds and spirits...

DesireeKaira is lurking from the shadows

I think that more than anything they are attention seekers. They will stop if you ignore them. They are performers and without an audience they become nothing.

Constantine just happens to be stalking Meme_Lord as he happens to be around, overhearing sweet and Desiree talking. After Lord said his encouraging words, Constantine flicked a card into the street, aiming for the group from a shadowy spot somewhere. The card misses the group and lands in a puddle, face up. It begins to float about on the small watery pool, showing the Joker as the card that was flicked.

"They ain't aces, or kings or queens. Just jokers. Fun to some, usable to others, yet usually discarded.." the voice says. If you followed a trail of smoke you could probably find this prick, leaning up against and behind a nearby pole.

After listening to Sweet's speech, Disorder thought for a while and listened before joining in.

"I've wondered about this myself. Its a fascinating psychology these creatures possess. It would appear for the most part, they have common ground in their family history. Usually one or two incidents of a better performing family member being cut down for seemingly unjust reasons. This is then followed by failure by successive generations in attempts to regain a similar standing. After a while the line becomes bitter and disillusioned, resorting to increasing periods of low rank abuse throwing from the safety of a masked name. 

Some turn it around and try again, make a fresh start and try in earnest to forge a new suture. It takes work of course but I have seen it done. Couple of examples are thriving and well respected these days.

In one or two other cases the name is not hidden, or the style of speech so obvious as to broadcast the speaker's lineage. These people slip so far down the hole they have no choice but to develop a perverse relish for the universal condemnation they receive. This can damn the person to being stuck in the worst kind of rut. They appear to love it but I fear its only in the same way the mentally damaged appear to enjoy self harm. 

Even then though, I think it can be rectified with a prolonged period of sustained effort. An enormous amount of opposition and hostility will have to be endured but eventually, even the worst cases could see their name repaired."