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Trope-tan is the Anthropomorphic Moe Personification of the wiki, drawn by Vigilante Taxonomist Fawriel in response to That Other Wiki's Wikipe-tan— Trope-tan
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Trope-tan Fanarts
By Pirka
By Ruthie A
By SonicPanther
By Tort Taura
By Muninn
By English Ivy
By Randomfanboy
By P Miller 1
Trope-tan, Sugarplum and Darth-tan, and Tropey the Wonder Dog, by vifetoile
Sugarplum-tan and Darth-tan, by vifetoile
Trope-tan crashed into Hotter and Sexier and exploded into Ms. Tropeservice. Plus Tropey the Wonder Dog. By Pumpernickel
Trope-tan exhibiting Gratuitous Japanese. By Midna
By TheRainTrain
Trope-tan in the grim dark future. By Jamaican Castle
Trope-tan avatar with Tropey the Wonder Dog! Made using Tek-Tek by Ilphae
By Piearty
By Zets Uboa
Kirby + Trope-tan = Adorable. By SentientBeef
Adult Trope-tan pixel art by Angry Scientist
"Wikipe-tan, I..."
Trope-tan a la chibi by Paradisca Corbasi
Trope-tan interacting with the tan of That Other Wiki. Artwork by RabidBadger1632
Break the Mirror: Trope-tan versus The Wiki Witch of the Web, made by Blaze45
By Aarikku
Made by Splitting Infinity using Paint.
Trope-tan demonstrating Foot Focus (now-defunct). Made by Azraelfinalstar.
Trope-tan Fanfictions Magical Girl Anthropomorphic Trope-tan by KoverasIn a World where reality and fiction exist side by side, Ordinary High-School Student Trope-tan falls into possession of a powerful artifact on her sixteenth birthday: a magical staff named Tinstan that allows her to bring lost or obscure tropes back to life in full glory. Determined to do good to the world, she starts on a path of Wiki Magician, searching forTrope-tan and the Stealer of the Spotlight by PetemanIt Was a Dark and Stormy Night. Trope-tan stood over the broken body of Firefox-Tan, cackling triumphantly over her victim. Wikipe-Tan stood there in her leather pants, growling, "This is what happens where the is no notability! Editors run amok and there is nothing to stop them" But Trope-tan walked over, and grabbed her arm, and all Wikipe-Tan could do was scream "LET ME GO! LET ME GO!!" as she broke down crying. Trope-tan threw her to the ground, then kicked her unconscious down a manhole into the Absurdly Spacious Sewer. Firefox-Tan picked herself off the ground. She needed to stop Trope-tan, so she shouted "In the Name of Google, I will use my Search Engine powers to defeat you!" at which point, she summoned her frost powers to blast Trope-tan... She fired her giant ultimate unstoppable multi-blast frost beam attack... but Trope-tan deflected it easily. Trope-tan skated toward Firefox-Tan, saying "Foolish girl! You could not hope to defeat me..." That's when Ulysses Tristan Steven Ytram appeared out of nowhere, yelling "Have no fear citizen! U.T.S. Ytram is here!" Trope-tan was so mesmerized by U.T.S. Ytram's dramatic entrance and unbelievable charisma that she went out of control and slammed into a wall. She was even more mesmerized when the dashing young man, along with his giant sword, walked over to her, picked up her quill, and without trying, instantly began wielding it like a master. Awed by his mastery and realizing that she stood no chance against this unbelievably attractive man, she swooned instantly and became good. She approached the man but the clean and pleasant smelling girls Firefox-Tan and Wikipe-Tan charged her. "He's mine! No! Mine!" came the exchange between them, but seconds later, they realized that his awesome magnificense and his giant... sword could be shared between the three of them. They were about to insert parts of him and each other into each other... ... When Trope-tan awoke bolting upright screaming "NOOOOOOOO!" Gasping, she realized that whatever just happened, it wasn't real. She took a few calming breaths. Meanwhile, watching on his telescope, Ulysses Tristan Steven Ytram smiled as the girl went back to sleep, "Soon my dear... very soon..."Trope-tan and the Start of Darkness by VifetoileTrope-tan, with Tropey the Wonder Dog faithfully at her side, put down her quill one evening and gazed up at the stars. "Ah, Tropey," she said absently, "How did it come to this? One day I was an Ordinary High-School Student, just trying to live a normal life, but then the Call came, and I Jumped at the Call. Who could blame me? Nothing Exciting Ever Happens Here - or so I thought. As You Know, Wikimedea had chosen me to train in the arts of Wiki Magic and seeing past the Fourth Wall. She trained me alongside her own daughter, Wikipe-tan... she promised that one day I might find the significance of this trinket that my parents left me..." She fingered the ring on the chain around her neck for a minute, before resuming her story. "Wikipe-Tan and I were the best of friends, even if we were rivals... but when the time came to grant us the true status of Dark Magician Girls, Wikimedea scorned me. She said that my complete lack of notability and my irrepressible urge to hang lampshades meant I could never be a force to reckon with Wikipe-Tan in my wildest dreams. She said I had too much heart!" Trope-tan grit her Cute Little Fangs together, her one ruby eye and one emerald eye glaring. "I thought Wikipe-Tan might at least stand up to her mother - but she'd grown proud. She turned her back on me. And since that day," Trope-tan gripped the Big Frickin' Quill again, "I am the only one allowed to defeat her!" Trope-tan was startled by the sound of a clap. A slow clap, slow and sarcastic. She turned. A Tall, Dark and Snarky fellow, who seemed another Ordinary High-School Student, was standing there, wearing a black shirt with the NBC peacock on it. "Incredible. Unbelievable. I don't think I've ever seen a less subtle insertion of plot exposition. Well done. I think my ears are ringing with the clanging of the metaphorical anvils." "It was totally believable! I was talking to my dog!" "And where is that dog now?" He asked. "She's..." Trope-tan looked around, but Tropey had left her feet. Instead Tropey was at the feet of the man, who was more roguishly handsome the more Trope-tan looked at him. Tropey kept licking the man on the hand affectionately. "Believe this is yours." He Pet the Dog curtly and sent her back to Trope-tan. He turned and walked away. "But wait! Who are you?" Trope-tan called after him. "I'll just be around whenever your ego needs a deflation. Spare the snark, spoil the MoeMoe..." He disappeared into the shadows, leaving Trope-tan and Tropey alone in the night, which was promising to be dark and stormy. Notability
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