The Tribble Zone - DJ Syntax - Universal Mic

DJ TRIBBLE — Official Bio & Character Profile

One love. One drop. One very suspicious smoke trail.

Nobody knows exactly where DJ Tribble came from. Some say Jamaica. Some say a small moon orbiting a very relaxed planet somewhere near the outer rim. Tribble himself has never clarified — mostly because he is always mid-sip when the question comes up.

He rolls in slow. No dramatic entrance. No blue beam eye. No industrial kick drum announcing his arrival. Just a faint smell of something unidentifiable and a smoke trail that appears approximately 30 seconds before he does — curling around corners, drifting through ventilation systems, arriving in rooms he has not yet entered.

Nobody has ever caught him smoking. Nobody ever will. The smoke simply exists in his vicinity as a natural phenomenon and Tribble finds the whole investigation very amusing.

His dreadlocks are legendary — the longest, most magnificently maintained locs ever seen on a bot — each one containing what appears to be a small speaker. The music does not come FROM Tribble. It comes THROUGH him.

Tribble keeps a collection of premium oils behind the decks — synthetic coconut, cold-pressed titanium blend, aged motor reserve — each one sipped with the reverence of a fine wine connoisseur. He has never once been seen intoxicated. He has also never once been seen completely sober. He exists in a permanent state of perfect creative equilibrium that scientists aboard have labelled "The Tribble Zone."