Proper capitalization, spelling, punctuation, and grammar.
All letter "a" are removed and replaced with 4s.
After every fourth word, "..." is added.
Absolutely no jokes or puns.

Avispa, specifically because of her history, is very fit and possesses incredible analytical and deductive capabilities. She is also able to survive on a minimal diet and can fend for herself in the wild.

Puzzles and challenges are nothing before her, given enough time and dedication to solving them, as the solutions seem to come to her as she works through them. Simple puzzles, such as rubix cubes, can be solved unconsciously. Her tendency to overanalyze even the simplest things, however, tends to be both a gift and a hindrance. There is no definition of "puzzle" in her mind, so even simple things can become puzzles to her.

Lastly, she lacks humor to the point that it could be called an ability. Whether it be not understanding the joke or overanalyzing it, she'll never "get" jokes, ever. Most jokes will result in either her brooding over it for the entire day, trying to solve it, and inevitably collapsing in confusion.

Avispa's most prominent personality trait is her lack of social skills. Though she has considerable intelligence, she's not the type to actively seek out others to put that intelligence to use. An introvert by her very nature, she's more likely to observe others from afar to figure them out, turning their actions into her daily puzzles.

Her typing quirk reflects her usual shy-natured, apprehensive style of speaking. She is often unsure of how to handle conversations, especially if she has yet to solve her puzzles, as each and every thing that is said in the conversation could very well become a puzzle to her. She is prone to stuttering when unsure, accentuated by her added ellipses in her speech. In the event that she discusses a puzzle, her usual apprehension and shyness vanishes to allow her to fully discuss, at length, the puzzle; often without regard for the other party's interest in the topic.

She would welcome contact with other trolls and would do her best in each conversation she takes part in. She would rarely begin a conversation with others unless discussing a puzzle. Even after numerous encounters with the same troll, familiarity would remain a foreign concept. She acknowledges previous encounters, but "bonding" is beyond her. Though something that could be considered a category, such as a team, group, alliance, or faction would be understood in her mind without a problem.

Outdoors, her social skills disappear entirely. Being raised to survive, her focus becomes dedicated to that and that alone. Surviving is just as much of a puzzle as anything else, and it is the one puzzle that she has spent her entire life constantly solving; one piece at a time. Unfortunately, she has no proper sense of danger against foes and is unable to discern between weak or strong foes; this can lead her to end up being injured as a result of confronting a strong foe. With survival as her primary goal, she fights in an almost cowardly manner utilizing strikes and stabs while fleeing from oncoming offenses. If given a shield, she wouldn't know what to do with it nor would she want to know.

If she has not solved her four puzzles for the day, she will refuse to even sleep. Even if she were to try to sleep, her mind would be too wrapped up in her final puzzle to allow her even a moment of rest. If she grows too tired and inevitably solves her fourth puzzle, nothing will stop her from falling straight to sleep. Waking her is easy enough, as she never falls into a deep sleep; survival instincts are not so easily broken.

Thankfully, there is at least a single neverending puzzle that she can turn to if in need: The hemospectrum. Often, when fatigue sets in and she needs a fourth puzzle to finish off her day, she will contemplate the hemospectrum and its, to her, endless amount of confusing biological and societal rules and implications as well as caste designations. She longs to properly answer many of her long-standing questions about the eleven colors she is, sadly, unfamiliar with.

With her Queen Bee Lusus, Avispa spent the majority of her life surviving in the wild. Her world provided constant challenges, puzzles, and obstacles. Her Queen Bee Lusus began their honeycomb hive in the center of the largest rock mountain. Any threats to the hive were often killed off with ease before coming close to the center. As Avispa grew, she ventured further through the hive and solved challenges and obstacles impeding the growth of the hive within the mountain. Never once did life allow her to settle in and create a proper room in her hive, as she moved around the hive from day to day, never staying in the same room twice.

The biggest challenge was food. Though mushrooms and plant growth within the rocky mountain could sustain Avispa in her youth, they were not enough as she grew older. Growing skilled as a hunter, Avispa replaced her lusus outside of the hive; within the hive, her lusus' primary focus became expanding the hive itself, lacing the tunnels throughout the mountain with defensive honeycombs. Though experienced, Avispa's cowardly style of fighting while focusing exclusively on her own survival makes her a weak fighter, unable to take down larger foes; though she fights them anyway, strong or weak.

Unique foes taken down either by herself or by her lusus, however, intrigue her. One of a kind creatures, for example, puzzle her in that she wonders why there were not more of them. She tends to keep trophies from these creatures. The most notable trophy that she possesses is a full skull from a hornbeast that fits upon her much like a mask.

Adapting to her survivalist needs, Avispa's hive is typically kept in her honeycomb fetch modus while her computer is mobile, contained in a set of glasses or goggles, depending on the weather.