MSPA fan fiction 2

[mutecebu]

Mutecebu, that was awesome. I'm loving these "hey there are people on Earth besides the kids what happened to them?" kinda fics.

Thanks! Halfway through writing, I realized I got pseudo-ninja'd by Solaris and momatoes, but what can you do. Both great fics, cheers to both of you! I wanted to do more, like talk about how only a chunk of the hospital entered the medium, and show the reaction of the staff and refugees, but I decided to keep it short.

Yeah, I did find it weird that even the kids got over the end of the world pretty well. You'd think that losing their school and friends would have made it pretty rough :/

Yah... the kids all came off as somewhat antisocial to me. Nothing wrong with that, though, they're great characters and no-one's perfect.

Stallman Calls For Free Software Release Of Skaia-Series Languages, Sylladex;

HAH! Love it.

To everybody else: some really amazing stuff here! Thanks a lot for this smorgasbord of entertainment!

[KarneWarrior]

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At the first ther was Jhon Eggbert. and then he was on a dinosare. The dinosare had robot parts and could shoot lazer beams from his eyes and then Rose was there.

"oh john i love you so much!" said the girl and then they had sloppy makeouts.

"oh noe john i am praegnet!" screamed rose and then she was angry because jhon had impraegneted her. and jhon wwas very sad.

And then Dizzt dourdene was there. and he had long ear and long white hair and was awesomer than anyone else ever but except for everyone in homestuck. but he didn't do anything, he just stood there being awesome.

and then Rose was with him. "jhon I love drizzt now!" she said and then the droww and Rose had sloppy makeouts.

Nooooooo!" screamed john and his heart was broken and he was very saddened by this new turn of eventuals.

and then there was abraham lincoln, and muhammed ali, and they beat up drizzt dourdene and then Rose wen't back to jhon but he was too sad. and then he wen't to the stump and took a gun and then jade harley was there! And jade harley took the bullet for john and was dead now.

"oh noooooooo....." said she and then she kicked the bucket which was gross cause that's how trolls do the deed.

and then there was cortana and she said "john listen! the master chef is in dangre! you have to save him with your time-powers!

And then john use his power to stop time and then there was itchy but jhon punched him and then he was unconsius. and john went to save the master chef who was over a pit of lava and fire, and Dave was there and freezing the lava with his coolness but the lava was very hot.

"dont worry master chef! I will save you!" and then john leaped into the pit, and at the bottom there were snakes and indiana jones and aridia.

"aridia, why are you here?!" aked jhon and she said "I am here because my hero is here and then john was happy but he was not her hero but he did not know this.

and they all saved the master chef by exploding the snakes with lazers and then the world was saved and john led a happy life with Rose in the backseat of his toyota.

And fred was there.

the end.

fun game: count the spelling errors in this post, add in all the refernces, grammar mistakes, and a arbitrary suck #, and the two numbers it does not equal are 413 and 612!

[raequiem]

Oh god that actually hurt to read. I'm laughing and crying at the same time. I hatelove you so much right now.

[VagabondRaiser]

THE WORSTBEST CROSSOVER FIC EVAR WRITED

Is it wrong to have expected at some point to see 'And then jhon was dinosare'?

Well, at least it was Rose he impraegneted and not the dinosare.

Two points for getting either joke, four bonus for getting both. Negative points for researching the second one. Trust me, some things are best left not searched.

[KarneWarrior]

I hadn't thought about transforming jhon. I was completely immersed in my bad-fic-sona, KAERNWARIOR.

[kmsumrall]

So, it turns out the applying a homestuck veneer to Alice in wonderland is much, much harder that I thought. I considering just going off script and making shit up that kinda relates to the story.
Seriously, AiW has like, 40 characters in it.
I thought jade was a good person to throw into the lead role but man I had forgotten how wishy-washy Alice was. Her sitting and crying are important plot points in places.
I dunno. Any one have any thoughts?

[-Benedict]

I dunno, Feferi on Just Land? She's the only female character I can envision crying just because she's overwhelmed or confused. Jade's honestly too cheery and resilient to just randomly break down, Rose would never be sufficiently out of the loop to be overwhelmed, and the rest of the female trolls are either violently psychotic or completely unflappable.
If you adapted it to a male role, though, Tavros would be perfect.

Also I'm working on a pesterlog and a fic that I'm too tired to continue writing right now so here's a teaser.

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apocalypseArisen [AA] began trolling adiosToreador [AT]

AA: tavr0s wait!
AA: s0mething bad is pr0bably g0ing t0 happen
AA: i think t0 y0u
AT: uHHHHH,
AT: iS THIS, sOMETHING THAT YOU KNOW FOR SURE,
AT: oR JUST GENERAL CAUTION,
AA: tavr0s i d0n't want t0 die
AT: aRADIA, i DON'T THINK,
AT: tHAT THIS WILL REALLY BE ALL THAT BAD, i GUESS,
AT: tEREZI IS GOOD AT THE, uHHH,
AT: sAFETY THINGS, tHAT WE DO, tO NOT GET HURT,
AA: n0
AA: that i am g0ing t0 die
AA: is h0pefully n0t an immutable fact that i am stating f0r the rec0rd
AA: but n0netheless it d0es n0t mean that d0ubt t0wards terezi is what is taking place here
AT: i'M GLAD YOU, cLEARED THAT UP,
AT: iT ALWAYS HELPS TO SEPARATE, yOUR ACTUAL STATEMENTS, fROM IMPLIED CAUSES,
AT: iNSTEAD OF, cAUSING EMOTIONAL CONFUSION,
AA: yes
AA: but i think we sh0uld n0t play t0night
AA: it w0uld alm0st certainly be extremely danger0us
AA: f0r reas0ns i can't explain
AA: 0r even understand that well
AT: uHH,
AT: lOOK, uH, i TRY NOT TO BE A PERSON, wHO, tELLS PEOPLE WHAT TO DO,
AT: oR GET IN PEOPLE'S WAY,
AT: bUT,
AT: i STILL THINK,
AT: tHAT I WANT TO PLAY THIS GAME, eVEN THOUGH,
AT: iT WILL BE DANGEROUS,
AT: bECAUSE I HAVE BEEN WANTING tO PLAY THIS, fOR SWEEPS,
AT: aND ALSO, WHY ELSE, wOULD WE DO, eXTREME rOLE pLAYING

AA- i'm still worried
AT- why
AA- i can't tell you
AT- i trust you but we should still play
AA- rationalize choice to continue
AT- get exctied about next Boy-Skylark level

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Typical Feferi. Abandoning her moirail to go meddle wwith some yelloww-blooded land dwweller. You hang your head and resume your connection to your client player. The green-blooded one, wwith the unsettling cat fixation. Up until noww your havve done nothing but the minimum necessary to evvacuate her from your doomed planet, but according to the spooky dead land-dwweller, you havve to sit dowwn and build up the ruins of her crushed respiteblock.
The Maid of Time disturbs you. Her murder was clearly justified- a blue-blooded troll had evvery right to deal wwith one wwriggling so loww on the hemospectrum as Aradia Megido, yet she still wwalks among the livving. Howw are you going to purge paradox space of land-dwwellers if they just keep returning from beyond the vveil?
Not that it matters anymore- the rust-blooded abomination wwould be the last. Ironically, the absolute failure of your most cherished dream wwould coincide with the realization of the runner-up. This awwful game, wwhich wwould make you and Feferi the vvery last of the vvery best trolls in all of existence, wwould exterminate all but an aggravvating ten of the enemy. You wwill deal wwith them later.
Noww it is time to get to knoww this silly cat girl.

[VagabondRaiser]

So, it turns out the applying a homestuck veneer to Alice in wonderland is much, much harder that I thought. I considering just going off script and making shit up that kinda relates to the story.
Seriously, AiW has like, 40 characters in it.
I thought jade was a good person to throw into the lead role but man I had forgotten how wishy-washy Alice was. Her sitting and crying are important plot points in places.
I dunno. Any one have any thoughts?

A direct reskinning of AiW with Homestuck characters would be aesthetically pleasing, but thematically kinda boring. Part of the fun of writing characters into any given situation is figuring out how they would feasibly react, within the given bounds of the direction you're trying to take the story and their general disposition otherwise. S'why I enjoy writing fanfiction, I get to think 'how would X respond to Y? How would Z react to seeing X's response? And what can I do to make this all fit together with the plot related to A, B, C, and F?'

...granted, i may be a little overboard, though.

I like the idea of taking the Alice in Wonderland concept and atmosphere and figuring out how Jade would react or handle the situations (and from there, how the situation would change based on her reaction). The very fact that she's not wishy-washy alone makes her a wonderful candidate for an Alice, plus the fact that she would probably play along with some of the absurdities. Imagine how much fun she'll have at the Hatter's tea party.

Now contrast that to how Rose would handle everything. Sure, she's got a silly side to her, but she'd probably spend half the time logically deconstructing (a funny non-word, that) everything to figure out what's happening and why.

Sometimes you have to ignore planned plot design to get entertaining results.

[kmsumrall]

Some good points thar, raiser. I think I'll keep my first chapter (link in sig) and just go wild. Wild again. No ones child again.

[raequiem]

VR I FANARTED YOU. AGAIN.

There's also a sneak peek at the last chapter of PTSD! Isn't it ----EXCITING??

[PaulPower]

Hey does anyone remember a million years ago when DocBeard suggested a John/Rose week?

Apparently I do!

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ectoBiologist [EB] began trolling tentacleTherapist [TT]

EB: hey rose!
EB: sorry, i forgot something.
TT: What is it?
EB: i just meant to ask you…
EB: have you been hearing a lot from the trolls lately?
TT: Yes, their temporally misplaced communications have become more frequent.
TT: Although their hostility has decreased just as severely.
EB: it's the same with me.
EB: some of them are still kind of jerks, but they’re helping me out at least.
TT: I believe I have developed a rapport with one of them.
TT: We’ve set up a mutual exchange of information that has proved quite beneficial.
EB: yeah, one of them has been really friendly to me!
EB: like, in a sort of weird way.
TT: What do you mean?
EB: i dunno, just…
EB: she acts all goofy and nice to me.
EB: and i don’t know how to feel about it.
TT: Oh.
TT: It’s a female troll, you say?
EB: uhhh assuming that their weird alien genders even work the same…
EB: yeah, i think so.
TT: I see.
EB: why?
TT: Just curious.
EB: oh geeze rose, if i were you i’d be having a field day with that.
EB: being all nosy and wanting to know what you’re hiding!
TT: I suppose I am fortunate that you are not me, then.
EB: hehe yeah i guess.
EB: whatever your reason is i’m sure it’s a good one, so i don’t have to ask!
TT: Thank you, John.
EB: uhhh don’t mention it?
TT: So what have you and this troll been talking about?
EB: she’s just been helping me do things to save jade and get through the game.
EB: like telling me where to find my server disk.
TT: That is rather charitable of her.
EB: yeah, like I said, she’s been really nice.
EB: plus she’s pretty silly.
EB: i like talking to her actually, it’s way more fun than dealing with angry jerks or tricky blind girls.
EB: between you and me, i think she’s being a little flirty.
TT: …
EB: huh?
TT: Sorry.
TT: I just think you should be careful, John.
TT: One of the trolls already deceived you once.
TT: We wouldn’t want that to happen again.
EB: right…
TT: So how do you feel about her then?
TT: After all, stranger romances have happened.
EB: okay firstly i don’t think that could possibly be true.
EB: she is an alien from a different universe that helped make ours who thinks we ruined things for her and her friends, apparently has weird mind powers, and is from the future or something.
EB: what is stranger than that?
TT: I’ll admit that was a rather unfitting usage of a common expression.
EB: secondly...
EB: i’m kind of glad we won’t actually meet the trolls!
EB: she’s fun to talk to but also really bossy.
EB: and she’s nice overall but she has this meanness to her too.
EB: like you’ve got to be careful around her or else!
EB: so i hope i’m just imagining things.
TT: Oh, alright then.
TT: Yes, that is probably for the best.
EB: haha, yeah.
EB: i’d rather be with someone that’s more than just fun to talk to!
EB: someone i trust a whole lot, and that i care about.
EB: you know what i mean?
TT: Yes.
TT: I know exactly what you mean.
EB: anyway…
TT: Anyway?
EB: well, i’m just wondering if you’re okay.
EB: you sounded weird last time we talked…
TT: No need to worry, John. I’m fine.
TT: Well…
TT: Something started bothering me very recently.
TT: But I believe I feel much better about it now.
EB: oh, that’s good!
EB: i’m glad to hear it.
TT: I am quite busy, though.
TT: My quest to uncover what I can about this game while destroying the very fabric of its existence is tiring work.
EB: um okay well i guess i’ll talk to you later.
EB: bye rose!
TT: Goodbye, John.
TT: And thank you.
EB: for what?
TT: Being you.

tentacleTherapist [TT] ceased pestering ectoBiologist [EB]

Haha, nice. I did a few things for the week, but they could probably use editing and redrafting and I'm not sure I can be bothered given that I've got other, non-fanfic, things I still need to get to work on.

VR's Spontaneous has probably been my favourite "entry" to the competition, although I bet it wasn't even written as an entry

[Acey Enn]

THE WORSTBEST CROSSOVER FIC EVAR WRITED

Is it wrong to have expected at some point to see 'And then jhon was dinosare'?

Well, at least it was Rose he impraegneted and not the dinosare.

Two points for getting either joke, four bonus for getting both. Negative points for researching the second one. Trust me, some things are best left not searched.

I got both.

(Doom: Repercussions Of Evil and How Is Babby Formed, respectively. Right?)

[VagabondRaiser]

THE WORSTBEST CROSSOVER FIC EVAR WRITED

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I got both.

(Doom: Repercussions Of Evil and How Is Babby Formed, respectively. Right?)

Right on the first one. Second wasn't what I was thinking about, but does count. All I will say about the second is: Jurassic Park. (Clever girl.)

[Raikonos]

THE WORSTBEST CROSSOVER FIC EVAR WRITED

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I got both.

(Doom: Repercussions Of Evil and How Is Babby Formed, respectively. Right?)

Right on the first one. Second wasn't what I was thinking about, but does count. All I will say about the second is: Jurassic Park. (Clever girl.)

Root Her?

oh god

[PaulPower]

*reiterates he's going to take a break from fanfiction*
*gets another idea*

Oh well, at least this is a change of scene for me, as it's sadfic - which is pretty much a collector's item from me when it comes to fanfic. Featuring John, Rose, Nannasprite and I guess Casey. John/Rose platonic. Character death.

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> John: Level up for slaying the lich.

You have climbed to the the WIND WAKER rung on your ECHELADDER.

Your SPRITE can now follow you as far as the LAND OF LIGHT AND RAIN.

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NANNASPRITE: ... Hell0... John d34r...
JOHN: nanna!
JOHN: are you feeling any better?
NANNASPRITE: ..... N0t r34lly, n0...
NANNASPRITE: The corrup%on ii2... contiinuiing two spr34d...
JOHN: oh no...
ROSE: That's too bad.
JOHN: rose?
JOHN: CASEY!
CASEY/BUBBLES: Glub!
ROSE: You know the Viceroy, then. I suspected as much.
ROSE: Also, while I'm glad to see you John, and I appreciate a good hug as much as the next person...
ROSE: ... could you perhaps slacken off a bit?
ROSE: I'm finding it just a bit difficult to breathe.
JOHN: haha, sorry, you know i can't resist a good con air moment.
JOHN: i'm reuniting with my loving wife and daughter for the third time today!
JOHN: that's got to be some sort of record.
ROSE: Ha. I suppose it must be.
ROSE: For somewhat flexible values of "reunite", "wife" and "daughter", anyway.
NANNASPRITE: You.... )(ave a l0t 0f nerve 2howiing up here... S33r...
ROSE: This is my land, sprite. I go where I please.
ROSE: And thank you, yes, I'd like to think I have a lot of nerve.
JOHN: rose! that's not fair!
JOHN: it's great to see you, but i'm still not happy about what you did to nanna!
ROSE: ... yes. I can see that now.
ROSE: I will admit that my choice of persuasion methods against her was... regrettable.
JOHN: that doesn't necessarily mean you regret it!
ROSE: Well done, John. You spotted the political phrasing expertly.
ROSE: Yet another reason why you're our leader.
JOHN: rose, for the last time, i'm NOT your leader!
ROSE: John, for the last time, you ARE.
ROSE: And, for what it's worth, I do regret my actions against your Nanna.
ROSE: My primary goal was to help you. To save you some time installing gristTorrent.
ROSE: The last thing I would want to do is hurt you. But I can see now how upset you are.
ROSE: So... I apologise. Sorry.
JOHN: ... ok. i guess i can forgive you.
JOHN: you are my friend, after all.
JOHN: just because you've been acting kinda weird lately, that doesn't wipe out all the good times we've had over the years.
ROSE: Thank you, John. I appreciate it.
NANNASPRITE: 1'm s0rry t0..... interrupt you br1ght y0ung th1ngs... 8ut I'm tryiing two d13 with... dignity 0ver here...
ROSE: My apologies, Nanna. Please continue.
NANNASPRITE: John d34r... there is a p13c3... of c0de that you can u2e.... two reformat a 2priite so you can... repr0t0type it...
NANNASPRITE: I want y0u two...... u2e iit on m3.
JOHN: what?
NANNASPRITE: The commands are..... "open console".... followed by "format sprite(413, 1)".... followed by "y"....
NANNASPRITE: .... n0t including quotation mar%, of course!.... )(oo... h00 )(00...
JOHN: you want me to kill you?
NANNASPRITE: ... I'm..... d34d alr34dy d34r...
NANNASPRITE: Twiice 0ver iin fact!
NANNASPRITE: Pl34se d0n't think of it as... killing me...
NANNASPRITE: ... There'2 n0 h0pe for m3 now...
ROSE: She has a point, John.
ROSE: It would be a kindness.
JOHN: says the person who got her in this mess in the first place!
JOHN: ... sorry, i didn't mean it to come out like that.
ROSE: No, I understand, John.
ROSE: If it was the other way around, and you'd corrupted Jaspersprite, I would be furious.
ROSE: Although for what it's worth I don't think you'd be capable of what I did to Nannasprite.
ROSE: You're far too good a person.
ROSE: But you don't have to be a bad person to put someone or something out of its misery.
JOHN: ... okay, then. i'm sorry about this, nanna...
NANNASPRITE: ... Don't be, d34r... You're a strong young man.... You've gr0wn s0 much...
NANNASPRITE: ... your fat)(er and I 4r3 so... proud of you.....
JOHN: ...
JOHN: open console
NANNASPRITE: .... Console is now open...
JOHN: format sprite(413, 1)
NANNASPRITE: Are you sure you want to format this sprite?..... y/n...
ROSE: ... John? Aren't you going to answer her?
JOHN: y
NANNASPRITE: ... Thank you, John...
NANNASPRITE: Goodbye..... dear...
JOHN: bye nanna :'(
NANNASPRITE: Hoo.... hoo..... hoo......
JOHN: she's gone.
ROSE: You did the right thing, John.
JOHN: then why do i feel so bad about it?
ROSE: Because the right thing is rarely easy.
JOHN: i guess...
JOHN: what now, though?
ROSE: How do you mean?
JOHN: well, what am i going to reprototype with?
ROSE: Hmm.
ROSE: Actually, I think I have an idea...

> Rose: Put something weird in the seizure kernel.

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ROSESPRITE: Well, this is an unusual sensation.
JOHN: rose, what did you do?
ROSESPRITE: I would have thought that was obvious. I jumped into your reformatted sprite and prototyped it with myself.
ROSESPRITE: Kanaya said that my viewport would turn black shortly. I assessed the possible reasons why this might happen.
ROSESPRITE: This seemed to be the possibility that would present the most benefits and fewest drawbacks.
JOHN: but why?
ROSESPRITE: Four reasons, principally:
ROSESPRITE: One: to escape the fate that is apparently in store for me.
ROSESPRITE: Prototyping is a way to resurrect dead entities... and to enable doomed ones to avoid their doom.
ROSESPRITE: If it worked for Dave, it can work for me.
JOHN: how do you mean, doomed?
ROSESPRITE: Surviving remnants of a doomed timeline are themselves doomed.
ROSESPRITE: The doomed timeline in our case being the one where you and Jade died.
ROSESPRITE: In the other timeline I made the decision to preserve some of my essence by causing my dreamself to merge with me.
ROSESPRITE: That merger sealed my fate. Foolish, but understandable.
JOHN: but i thought the whole point of this was that we were trying to break fate?
ROSESPRITE: We are. I just did.
JOHN: i'm not sure i follow.
ROSESPRITE: I'm not sure you'd want to.
ROSESPRITE: Anyway, reason number two: poetic justice.
ROSESPRITE: I ruined Nannasprite. It is fitting that I should replace her.
JOHN: that's not much of a reason!
ROSESPRITE: Really? I damaged something of yours, John.
ROSESPRITE: You don't feel any need for retribution?
JOHN: rose... you were trying to help me.
JOHN: i can't agree with what you did, but i can see why you did it.
JOHN: i wouldn't want revenge. i mean, i wouldn't want to hurt you either!
ROSESPRITE: ... In that case, let's move on to reason three. This is an upgrade of sorts, John.
ROSESPRITE: Unlike Davesprite I took all of my equipment into the sprite with me. So I retain my magical powers, while adding sprite abilities to my repertoire.
JOHN: but... aren't you going to miss being human?
ROSESPRITE: ... yes. There are a number of things I will miss.
ROSESPRITE: But I don't think any of them are going to crop up within the next 24 hours.
ROSESPRITE: Maybe if we get out of this we'll be able to find a way to reverse the process.
ROSESPRITE: But that's a bridge to cross when we get to it.
JOHN: well i'll tell you one thing, rose.
JOHN: if there is a way, we'll find it.
JOHN: i know we will.
ROSESPRITE: John... you are a credit to the human race.
ROSESPRITE: Your optimism, your modesty, your loyalty to your friends, your capacity for forgiveness...
ROSESPRITE: I can think of few finer representatives to carry the torch for our destroyed civilisation.
JOHN: that's garbage and you know it.
JOHN: there's loads of people who'd be smarter and more badass than me.
JOHN: like... um...
ROSESPRITE: John, if you say Nicholas Cage or Bruce Willis, I will scream.
JOHN: actually I was going to say you.
ROSESPRITE: ...
ROSESPRITE: Reason number four.
ROSESPRITE: My primary goal was - and still is - to help you.
ROSESPRITE: What better way than as your sprite?
JOHN: rose... i...
JOHN: i guess i can't do anything about it, can i?
JOHN: ok, what happens now?
ROSESPRITE: I'm glad you asked. I have an alchemy suggestion for you.
ROSESPRITE: Wizard Statue && Umbrella...

[Graven_Image]

Calling it now: eventually everyone will end up a sprite in fanfiction.

No exceptions.

[raequiem]

Hoo... hoo... hoo...

:'( Poor Nanna. Poor Rose.

Poor John.




Poor everyone.

[KarneWarrior]

Roy the Not-Quite-As-Dead in:

Trolls, humans and a lich

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"Ah. Good evening, madame." Came a voice from behind Vriska. The spider-girl leapt in her chair, spinning as she did so. She would have gloated, if she was capable of speech.

The man, as it were, was mere bone. I realize the expression is 'skin and bone', but some leeway must be given for the poor mans lack of skin on his bones. In fact, they were a shining white, not at all like the pale yellow of human bones, and certainly very differnt from the dark purple of troll bones. Besides, the man (if it were a man, his gender was, quite obviously, not apparent) was quite tall. His eye sockets gleamed in a frightening red glow, and a faint frost formed about his mouth when he spoke. The general feeling was that this was something that was not only able and willing to kill you, but something that would enjoy doing so.

Of course, what he said next dispelled any such illusions, as it were.

"Do you have any makings of, ah, a sandwich?" Asked Roy the Not-Quite-As-Dead.

Vriska vaguely shook her head yes. Roy positively beamed with delight at this quite wonderful news. Without another word, he headed out of the room, heading directly for the kitchen he should have had no business knowing about.

It's at this point that Vriska realize that she had locked the door, a portal that Roy had walked through with apparent ease.

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It was in that kitchen that Roy met Karkat and Gamzee. Karkat was screeching about something or another and Gamzee was contentedly making pies, completely oblivious to both Kakats shouting and the entry of one of the undead into the room. Karkat showed more initiative, however, leaping from his chair and cursing.

"Hullo!" Said Roy happily, reaching through the refrigerator for some ham and mustard. Finding his quarry he began to run his hand through the cabinets for bread. Gamzee reached into the one near him and handed Roy a loaf of white bread, not even noticing the skeletal hand that took it. Karkat sputtered.

Finished with his sandwitch , Roy took a hold of it with both hands, looked about nervously, and brought the item to where his lips should be. At that moment, a large, rather ugly man in a business suit flew through the wall and stole the sandwitch. Roy looked sadly at the spot where his sandwhich had once been.

"Aww." Was all he said, and then he evaporated into a thin mist, leaving no trace of his passing. Even the bread returned to it's bag, slightly moist and mushy, as if someone had eaten it and then rebuilt it. It was, in fact, quite nasty, and Gamzee tossed the thing in the same way he treats everything.

"WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED?" shouted Karkat.

yeah, just felt like writing some Roy.

[chronicallyCrafty]

Oh hey there fanfic thread. I just wanted to say how awesome you all are and how much I've enjoyed lurking here for months reading all of your stuff! And...I was thinking okay maybe it's time I stopped lurking and posted something :T

The idea for this fic came about because I found I was having a hard time understanding Aradia's character, so I wanted to write a piece exploring her interactions with Equius.

...And then I decided I needed backstory. Whoops! Anyway, here's the first bit. Much more on the way, and Equius eventually I swear :|

Momentum, Part 1

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He heard them, too.

It was one of the first things that drew her to him. Tavros’s off-hand comment that there was someone else on this planet to share her burden escalated quickly into a plan to meet. He arrived at their agreed-upon location without his lusus, and he was floating. A psionic. Aradia’s heart fluttered a little with excitement as she climbed down from her own lizard-lusus’s back and approached slowly, smiling.

“I’m glad you came.”

He hung back, the tips of his mismatched shoes trailing along the ground a moment longer before he settled down.

“You’re apocalypthArithen?” he asked hesitantly, a lisp impeding his spoken words the way it influenced his typed ones. Thick, bi-colored lenses obscured his eyes, masking his opinion of her. But her smile never faltered as she took one more step closer to him, hand outstretched.

“Aradia.” It made her happy to realize that he could say her real name without the trouble her Trollian handle gave him. Maybe it would help make him more comfortable. “Aradia Megido. It’s great to finally meet you in person, tA.”

He didn’t take her hand at first. He just stared at her—presumably—from behind those red and blue lenses, considering her.

It was just as it was online. Sometimes he wouldn’t respond to her for long stretches of time, which used to confuse her and make her uncomfortable. She’d eventually grown to learn it was nothing personal. Sometimes he just didn’t feel like talking.

“Tholluckth,” he finally muttered, still not taking her offered hand. “Captor.”

Aradia blinked. “Pardon?”

The line of his mouth contorted, making his protruding fangs dip into the shape of an upside-down U. Panic shot through her insides like lightning, setting her nerves on edge, and just like that spark of energy, her brain caught on to what he had been trying to say.

“Oh—tA—I’m…I’m sorry, I just didn’t…” Stupid. Stupid stupid dumb! How insensitive could she get?!

He sighed, eventually, and allocated some of his concentration to form shapes in the air between them with the energy now flowing from his fingertips, flashing red and blue. It took her a moment to look up and notice it, the six little symbols spelling out “2ollux.”

“Oh…oh! Sollux, ok! Sorry, Sollux,” she said, her brief, sheepish smile fading. “Oh my god, that’s really awful! That you can’t—”

“Thay my own name properly?” Sollux snorted and shoved his hands deep into his pockets. The letters between them faded as he drew his focus away from them. “Yeah. You get uthed to it.”

Aradia paused. Over under a tree where her lusus had settled down, she flicked her tail once and watched her with her large eyes. Aradia pursed her reddened lips and gave the white form a short glance before turning back to her friend. “I guess you would…”

“Thatth why I prefer talking online,” he said suddenly, his statement punctuated with an absent shuffling of his feet. “Where itth jutht a typing quirk and I’m doing it on purpoth.”

“…Oh.” Her heart sank heavily in her chest, weighted down by sudden guilt. “I—”

“But you wanted to talk about thomething important,” he interrupted. “Tho I don’t mind.” Before her eyes, something about Sollux seemed to shift. It was subtle, but she watched how the hunching of his shoulders turned into a more relaxed, confident slouch, and the nervous shuffling in his feet subsided. “The voitheth.”

Online, he could be direct like this, too. Usually after his long periods of silence he would talk and talk, as if making up for those quiet moments, and during these times he was confident and painfully, sometimes abrasively honest.

“Are you hearing them now?” Her words grew hushed but excited, as if they were discussing a sensitive secret.

“Alwayth.”

“Me too. They’re like a quiet, spooky murmur underneath everything.”

“I don’t get the thame priviledth.” He paused and cocked his head to the side. Several yards away two tree stumps sat close together; they gravitated towards that spot and sat down, he with his feet planted lazily and wide apart, and she cross-legged, leaning forward with her hands braced on her ankles. “The fuckerth are alwayth tho loud. Like thpiritth don’t have anything better to do I gueth.”

“What sorts of things do they tell you?”

“Nonthenth, mothtly. They’ll make all thethe thpooky predicthionth but it’th all muthlebeatht thit. Thometimeth I feel like if I hear one more athinine comment about frogth or brainth being all floaty and on fire I’ll do thome thort of acrobatic fucking pirouette off the fucking handle.”

“It can get pretty confusing,” agreed Aradia, her eyebrows drawing together in concern. “But I guess you’ve gotten used to that, too?”

“Hell no.” What of Sollux’s face she could see scrunched up in extreme distaste. “They don’t ever thut up. Thome dayth I can’t even thleep with all their yakking. Tho I thtay up and code. Helpth to tune them out.”

“I wish I could…take on some of that burden for you,” Aradia told him earnestly. “If my hearing louder meant they got harder to hear for you—”

“I don’t think that’th how it workth.”

“Yes, but…” Her shoulders slumped a little. “If it did.”

He shook his head and drew his knees up to his chest. “I wouldn’t with that on you,” he said eventually, his entire meaning again lost behind his glasses.

Aradia’s heart pounded a little harder, to her surprise. “…I’d be ok with it,” she told him quietly.

There was no answer. He seemed to have fallen into another lapse of brooding silence.

“…Sollux?” Biting the inside of her lip gently, Aradia leaned forward more, trying to get a good look through his tinted shades. She backed off when he shuddered, suddenly.

“…What did…?”

“They thaid you would be.” His voice sounded dry—hollow, like a dead tree.

“They said I would be what?”

“Ok with it.”

Confusion bloomed on the female troll’s features as she watched Sollux fall further into a pit of silence. “They’re talking to you about me?” She couldn’t help but shudder herself. “Kind of creepy.”

“Voitheth of the dead tend to be,” he agreed morosely. “Anyway, yeah, they talk about you thometimeth. Nothing in detail. Your Trollian name cometh up a lot. Tho do a lot of otherth. KK and Tavroth and Terezthi and your friend arthenicCatnip.”

“Nepeta?” A fresh wave of eerie feelings washed over her, a torrent of unpleasant warmth sticking to her skin like spoor slime. “Why would they talk about her?”

“I don’t know. Like I thaid, it’th uthually jutht nameth. I gueth in a way it’th good, though. I wouldn’t have met any of you otherwithe.”

“Oh…well, then I guess I’m glad.”

“You don’t thound glad.”

“Ok, well, I mean, I guess it’s not all that great that the voices are talking about me, but…” Aradia blushed and glanced aside, down at the roots of her stump where they mingled uselessly with the soil beneath them. “But I’m happy, if it meant I got to meet you.”

She missed a similar reaction in him, a faint golden color rising in his cheeks where in hers there was a deep red hue, and try as he might he couldn’t get his shades to cover it up.

“Then I gueth I am, too.”

The mumbled admission was delayed enough that when she glanced up again, gold had nearly entirely faded back into the gray of his skin, but that didn’t erase her smile. When they eventually parted, she still held it like a patch on her heart, filling it with a strange kind of happiness.

The next part will be a fun experimentation with troll logs, so if anyone happens to have the color codes handy, I could really use them! (Sorry, I know people ask for these like once every four pages or so )

Thanks for reading, Imma go back to lurking again for a bit

I do enjoy concrit though, it's been quite a while since I wrote something of this apparent size...

[Metaflare]

...You just reminded my why I used to ship Solly and Aradia so much. Write more please

[chronicallyCrafty]

...You just reminded my why I used to ship Solly and Aradia so much. Write more please

...gdi meta you are fast

Don't worry there will be soooo much more

Incidentally I never really shipped them until I started writing this. Um.

[Metaflare]

I read so fast War and Peace is like children's book-short to me

not really but that would be kinda awesome

[TchBee]

WELL CRAFTY
You already know how I feel about this fic


KEEP GOING.

[aggressiveGamer]

ChronicallyCrafty: I do believe you already know my opinion of this glorious piece of work. =3 I CAN'T WAIT FOR MOAR!

[raequiem]

Crafty, this is very much relevant to my interests. Alive!Aradia/Sollux is one of my very favorite ships. More is always welcome

As for text colors, there are a few text converters on the first page of the Fanart (not Romart) thread, but you can also pull the codes from the source info of any comic page where there's a pesterlog. Just go to "View>Page Source" and find whatever colors you need.



Also if I could I would punch my current fic in the face. (Not PTSD, a completely different piece.) How do I make metaphors without beating people over the head with them?! Subtle is not my forte. But I'm pushing through it - expect a post before bedtime!