MSPA fan fiction 2

[Douhneill]

Douhneill, that's just fantastic. I love your Gamzee especially! Also, is your Eridan eyeing your Feferi?

It wasn't intentional, but I think so.

Actually, my juxtaposition (if that's the right term) is rather well done, for it being random. We've got Eridan and Fef, Karkat mad a John, and Terezi laughing at the new Sollux/Kanaya pair. And none of it was intentional.

[Wigmund]

In The End

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It was all over. The Rift had come and the kids crossed over with their guardians. They defeated Doc Scratch. They defeated Lord English.
And they managed to get Skaia to blossom and reveal the final reward.

For the kids.

The trolls knew they couldn't cross with them. It wasn't their session. They didn't earn it. So they sat back on the platform as the four kids and the two remaining guardians, John's father and Rose's mother - such strange terms to the trolls - gathered at the doorway to their final reward. The house design was much smaller than the one the trolls saw at their own reward...the one they never got to claim due to the actions of themselves and those kids...

They huddled up and waited for the darkness and emptiness to arrive. They had nothing left here. It was all destroyed. The asteroid lab. The remains of their session. Hass's battleship even. They only had the empty void which had even been vacated by the Horrorterrors as they fled the wrath of Lord English.

They hugged each other and tried to console themselves that at least they were all together.
That did little to comfort them. Most of them cried. The ones who weren't obviously wanted to, but were numbed by the thought of what awaited them.

THIS FUCKING SUCKS.
Sollux, please )(old onto me...
I don't want to lose you.
I don't want to be alone out t)(ere.
ii'm here ff. ii'm here.
ii promiithe ii won't let go of you.
We'll be together.
ii promiithe.
I get a b0dy f0r the first time in years.
And n0w all that I get t0 l00k f0rward t0 is 0blivi0n?
I am n0t 0kay with this at all.
D--> Unfortunately there is nothing we can do.
D--> The reward is not intended for us.
D--> We had ours snatched away by our own f001ishness and that of those over there.
:(( < I don't want to be alone. Someone hold me.
:(( < I don't want to feel nothing and be in darkness.
:(( < I'm scared of the darkness.
:(( < I'm scared of losing everyone. Someone please. Please hold my hands.
ThErE tHeRe My FaVoRiTe CaT. I'm HeRe.
I wOn'T lEt YoU gO.
I dOn'T wAnT tO fUcKiNg LoSe AnY oF yOu MoThErFuCkErS.
PlEaSe LeT ThErE bE a MiRaClE.
PlEaSe.
this is wwhat wwe deservve.
evverything wwe did just made our fate worse.
i'm ready for this shit to end.
it wwon't matter.
K4rk4t...
C4n 1 hold onto you?
1 c4n't sm3ll or t4st3 4nyth1ng out th3r3.
1 don't w4nt to b3 bl1nd 4g41n.
COME HERE YOU STUPID SHIT.
I'LL BE THERE FOR YOU.
I'LL BE THERE FOR EVERYONE.
This Cannot Be The End.
Please Do Not Let This Be The End.
I Do Not Want To Experience So Little In Life.
I Do Not Want To Be Taunted With Happiness Only To Have It Snatched Away.
I'm here you meddling 8itch.
How Is That Any Consolation?
You Were Always There. But Never Were.
I........I'm sorry a8out that.
I won't let you 8e alone again.
uhh, I don't want to be lonely either Vriska.
um, can I stay close to you and Kanaya?
Come you you silly 8oy skylark.
I'll have 8oth my loves with me. I'll 8e with 8oth of you.
SO I GUESS THIS SETTLES IT.
WE'LL ALL BE SOBBY FUCKING GRUBS CLINGING TO EACH OTHER FOR THE REST OF...
the rest of...

Karkat was interrupted by something going on behind him. Were those kids gloating? Gloating that they got what they had denied their creators? Those fucking shits? He turned around to see what the fuck was going on and to scream at those inconsiderate shits.

He found himself facing an outstretched hand.

It was John's father. He was reaching out for Karkat.

No, he was reaching out for all the trolls. The kids and Rose's mother were there too.

They wanted to trolls to come with them.

You don't think we'd leave you guys here?
We do owe you all for ruining your session and wreaking all of reality.
Besides, some of us might miss one or two of you all...not that it'd wreck us emotionally for the rest of our lives.
Exactly. So Karkat...will you and the rest of you guys come live with us?
My dad and Rose's mom have hooked up and they're gonna take care of us.
Twelve more really don't matter to them.

Mr. Egbert again stuck his hand out. Mrs. Lalonde walked up to him and did the same gesture to the trolls.

...
You're serious?
Of course.
Come on Terezi.
There's some bitching art shows I want to take you to.
You can even lick them.

Karkat took the hand of the man who until earlier that day had not known he even existed. The man pulled him and hugged him.

Karkat didn't know what to do. He found himself returning the hug.

The other trolls joined him. They were all hugging each other.

Sorrow had been miraculously transformed into joy.

The four kids, the two guardians and the twelve trolls all held hands as they walked towards the final reward.

When they got close, the four paneled house that surrounded the doorway changed.

It grew as twelve new panels appeared. Now what was a two-by-two design was a magnificent four-by-four one.

Everyone looked at Karkat.

Well, you've earned this man.
Open the door.

Karkat took Jade's hand and they walked up to the doorway. He took hold of the knob and opened the doorway.

Everyone stepped through.

A/N

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This is a stand alone fic. It was something that popped into my head earlier today, partially inspired by the fanart of the trolls holding onto each other and crying. I couldn't find it to link, so if someone can find it - that would be awesome.

This story's probably really damn unwieldy, but this kind really sad stuff is harder for me to write as opposed to the TerrorCal or Karaoke Night stories.

Hopefully you all enjoyed it. And I hope everyone that celebrated it had a great Thanksgiving.

[SkaianRedeemer]

A Hand in Holding Hands Retcon

Okay, now that I've had a chance to think clearly, I've dove back into the fic and excised references to flushed auspistices, as KarneWarrior suggested (sorry for not understanding at first, Karne, I was really out of the park, wasn't I?), though thanks to egregiousBass and sebastian for suggesting reasons that they'd put up with them anyways. I just figure being more accurate to canon is better than rolling with a mistake I made early on just for the sake of never looking back. So I've excised references to them and replaced them generally with the idea that Tavros just wants Rose's advice. More critical fixes were also applied to chapters 3 and 6. I think I've gotten everything but I'm probably not correct about that.

Bottom line: the term doesn't show up and so doesn't confuse anyone, but the plot doesn't change. All in all, though, sorry for the confusion.

Rose said, dropping her hand to better show her smile, and trying to hide her embarrassment over mucking up the simple definition of "auspistice".

It's me. I am the blushing 13 year old from the chapter 3 retcon.


@Wigmund: Aww, that's sweet, Wigmund. You reminded me of that one piece of fanart of the twelve trolls all huddling together at the end of the world. EDIT: Right, this one: http://homestuck-fans.deviantart.com...76561#/d2xvyy9

[Wigmund]

@Wigmund: Aww, that's sweet, Wigmund. You reminded me of that one piece of fanart of the twelve trolls all huddling together at the end of the world. EDIT: Right, this one: http://homestuck-fans.deviantart.com...76561#/d2xvyy9

That's it! That's the pic that inspired me! Thank you for finding it.

Now everyone. Look at that pic. Then read my fic while listening to this.

[KarneWarrior]

Great, man. Don't beat yourself up about it. I'm sure if I got off my lazy ass and looked through my work It'd have some glaring issues too. Did you know your fic is the only one I've read that's even in the ballpark of romance? That should tell you something.

[flutterShy]

Pesterlog update to this starting post!

Adventure Time, Part 2

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-- current arsenicCatnip [AC] opened memo on board Team Is There Anyone There --

AC: :33 < *ac wonders where everyone is!*
AC: :33 < *ac sighs loudly and prowls around, tail twitching*
AC: :33 < *ac growls loudly!*

-- apocalypseArisen [AA] has responded to memo --

AA: Don't worry, Nepeta! I made sure that we're all here!
AA: Besides, it's not like Karkat or Sollux are paying attention.

-- twinArmageddons [TA] has responded to memo --

TA: you know that iis just asking us to talk
AA: Oh, well!
AA: Better you than Karkat, anyways!
TA: he means well
AC: :33 < *ac wonders what you are all talking about!*
AA: nothing important, Nepeta!
AC: :33 < *ac ohs!*

-- gallowsCalibrator [GC] has responded to memo --

GC: H3H3H3 H1 4R4D14 4ND N3P3T4
AA: Hello again, Terezi.
AA: Nepeta was bored!
AC: :33 < *ac nods her head in agreement*
AC: :33 < *ac wonders what you are all up too!*
GC: W3 4R3 UP TO SH3N4N1G4NS
TA: hii nepeta
AC: :33 < *ac pouncehugs sollux!*
TA: oh shiit
AA: What is it?

-- current carcinoGeneticst [CG] has responded to memo--

CG: WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE
GC: H3H3H3, NOW 1T'S G3TT1NG HOT 1N H3R3
GC: SO K4RK4T, WH4T'S GO1NG DOWN
AA: Uh oh.
AC: :33 < *ac stares and exclaims, you talk to karkat?*
AA: For my sins, I do.
TA: uh-huh
AC: :33 < *ac wriggles her nose in frustration*
CG: OH GREAT.
GC: H3R3 1T COM3S
AA: Karkat, don't!
TA: shiit
CG: THIS STOPS NOW
AC: :33 < *ac yells, no, don't!*

-- carcinoGeneticist [CG] has banned apocalypseArisen [AA] from responding to memo. --
-- carcinoGeneticist [CG] has banned gallowsCalibrator [GC] from responding to memo. --
-- carcinoGeneticist [CG] has banned twinArmageddons [TA] from responding to memo. --
-- carcinoGeneticist [CG] has banned arsenicCatnip [AC] from responding to memo. --
-- carcinoGeneticist [CG] has closed memo on board Team Is There Anyone There --

[Nanakii]

If it makes you feel any better Skaian, I didn't even notice myself ;x. SUCH A BAD FAN I AM (hehehe), now I get to go reread it again, yaaay!

Wigmund, that was really cute. I was worried at first though that it was going to go the way of "doom and gloom for you guys lol", so was happy that it turned around so for them. Wow, it's been a very long time since i've heard that song.
Went to reread the fic before posting:
"WE'LL ALL BE SOBBY FUCKING GRUBS CLINGING TO EACH OTHER FOR THE REST OF...
the rest of..."
...And now i'm sad, but happy again, hahaaa. (I SAW THAT JADE AND KARKAT. I SAW YOU~).

[Douhneill]

Alright, I figured I've done enough non-fic contributions for the time being. Here's my first remotely good attempt at narration. It totally doesn't have anything to do with what I've been working on for the last few days.

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Tales of an Heir - Prologue

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John was mad.

In all his lifetime as Dr. Lalonde's lab assistant, he wasn't exactly the most stoic of his "family", getting in fights with his "brothers and sisters" at the drop of a hat and overexaggerating his responses to Jade's "pranks" (or at least that's what she called them), but this time he was furious. He was right there when he helped him build them. He was right there when he revealed to have been working behind her back the whole time. He was right there when they, in a zombie-like fashion, left with him, leaving the facility in shambles. He watched them be used as pawns as he took over everything.

He watched, and there was no doubt in his mind as to what he would do.

Dr. Lalonde had told him that this was a futile effort. He didn't care. This was something he had to do. His brothers and sisters were all in different areas, probably reaping destruction. It had to stop. Even Jade agreed to this. John's mind was set.

The doctor gave John one last warning about the safety of the procedure before it began. "This is your last chance. After this, there's no going back." He said nothing. Even if there was no going back, there wasn't anything to go back to if he didn't do this. As the Machines whirred to life to begin the transformation, Jade and the doctor with fingers crossed, John said: "Let's do this".

After the procedure, John stepped out in his new body. It was still him, but he was transformed. He was no longer a laboratory assistant, he was a fighter. And as a fighter, he had only one goal: to stop Zahhak. He stepped onto the teleporter. The doctor punched in some coordinates. And just before he was sent off to test out his new abilities, Jade gave him a comforting hug and said:

"Good luck, Heirman."

A/N

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*cough*

but seriously, I might actually continue this one if it turns out my authoring is actually good.

[KarneWarrior]

A Game of Cards
Jokers Wild

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"Shuffle."

There is a poker table. That's about all there is, really. It's not in a room, it's not outside, it's not anywhere. It simply is, without anywhere to exist in. But that's the way that the gods wanted it, and so it was. There's no arguing with the gods that birthed the gods above the gods that are worshiped by our gods. In fact, they simply are obeyed.

One is wearing very color itself as a robe. It shimmers in the not-light, sparking slightly. He wears a maniacal grin as he shuffles a deck of cards. On one face is a shimmering vortex of color and heat. Fire and water, mixed as one. On the other side there is frost, and dirt, and swirling eddies of air, in the shape of the Queen of Spades, the Ace of Diamonds, the Two of Clubs.

The other god is not. He does not exist. He is not there. He is a figment of the color-gods imagination, the othe gods mania. He is the god of order, and he is the mad imaginings of Chaos.

Order does not sit across from Mania. Mania takes the opposite seat. Mania deals the cards, five to each hand. Order does not pick up the cards, does not look at them. Order does not shake his head and laugh softly. This is because Order has a great poker face.

"Let the game begin!" Says Mania, spreading his arms, and showing them to Order in the process. Orders smile does not shrink. Order does not see that cards Mania is holding. Order is not dismayed.

This is because Order is not there. Order never existed.

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Rose did not know where she was. She knew it was crowded. That was all she recognized.

It was, for all intents and purposes, a mob of famous people who never were. Rose saw wizards of all shapes and sizes mingling with Sci-fi heroes and metropolitan superheroes. Was that Drizzt Do'urden? Is he speaking with Merlin? Why, if she didn't know better she would say that that was Ender Wiggin chatting amiably with Neville Longbottom! And by the water cooler was the Master Chief, and Mario, and (my god it can't be!) Pac-man!

The only people not included were those who were actually real. Bejamin Franklin, for example, was nowhere to be found. Nor Ghengis Khan, or Winston Churchill. They were all fictional, to a man.

And women, she supposed. She checked her hands. She had heard that a dreaming mind could not properly simulate hands, and so they tended to be odd, but her hands were fine. She pinched herself. It hurt.

"Well well, Look who's finally arrived!"
"John!" Rose just about tackled him right there, she was so glad to see him. In this crowd of too-familiar faces, he was her only anchor.

"Hey, leggo, leggo!" He laughed.
"John, where are we?"
"I think..." He said slowly, looking at a pulpit that wasn't there before. "We're about to find out."

The lights dimmed, and began to flicker. Something... was... on the pulpit. It seemed to warp space slightly. When it finally spoke, the room was silent, and the voice, although far below a shout, reverbarated about the room.

"Why hello! Hello, hello, hello! Allow me to welcome to to your new home for the next few weeks! Or years, if you all turn out to be less than I thought! But I have confidence, my heroes, that we will pull through, and Rubyteam will prevail! Or, maybe, we'll all die. Except for me of course. I can't die. Not unless I kill myself, which will be hard because I'm such a good fighter!

But wait, none of you know what's going on, do you! Ahh, the flaws of the main character must always be overcome, by others if need be! I am The Gamekeeper. I'm your new general! And I say, that you have to eat! Come, you must be very hungry! Oh, and will Rose Lalonde and John Egbert speak to me after Dinner? I have some very important things to speak to you about!"

And then he was gone. It was as if she blinked and he left before she opened her eyes again. A dorr appeared much the same way. Inside was a massive cafeteria, with a buffet table almost literally a mile long. Every form of food imaginable was on it in spades, filling the massive thing.

But the thing that weirded out Rose the most was that the whole table, under close examination, simply wasn't.

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Mania looked at the hand that Order had not played. A joker, a Ace of Hearts, a Queen of Hearts, a Jack of Hearts, and a Two of hearts.

"Red? Red! Red. Well, if you're red, I'm blue! And when I'm blue I'm black, and so I play Black!"

Mania layed down Five Aces. Each of them were of Spades.

"Hand to me."

[Metaflare]

Alright, I figured I've done enough non-fic contributions for the time being. Here's my first remotely good attempt at narration. It totally doesn't have anything to do with what I've been working on for the last few days.

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Tales of an Heir - Prologue

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John was mad.

In all his lifetime as Dr. Lalonde's lab assistant, he wasn't exactly the most stoic of his "family", getting in fights with his "brothers and sisters" at the drop of a hat and overexaggerating his responses to Jade's "pranks" (or at least that's what she called them), but this time he was furious. He was right there when he helped him build them. He was right there when he revealed to have been working behind her back the whole time. He was right there when they, in a zombie-like fashion, left with him, leaving the facility in shambles. He watched them be used as pawns as he took over everything.

He watched, and there was no doubt in his mind as to what he would do.

Dr. Lalonde had told him that this was a futile effort. He didn't care. This was something he had to do. His brothers and sisters were all in different areas, probably reaping destruction. It had to stop. Even Jade agreed to this. John's mind was set.

The doctor gave John one last warning about the safety of the procedure before it began. "This is your last chance. After this, there's no going back." He said nothing. Even if there was no going back, there wasn't anything to go back to if he didn't do this. As the Machines whirred to life to begin the transformation, Jade and the doctor with fingers crossed, John said: "Let's do this".

After the procedure, John stepped out in his new body. It was still him, but he was transformed. He was no longer a laboratory assistant, he was a fighter. And as a fighter, he had only one goal: to stop Zahhak. He stepped onto the teleporter. The doctor punched in some coordinates. And just before he was sent off to test out his new abilities, Jade gave him a comforting hug and said:

"Good luck, Heirman."

A/N

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*cough*

but seriously, I might actually continue this one if it turns out my authoring is actually good.

...Did...Did I inspire this or something?

Whatever this turns out to be, i will love it because i love homestuck and i love megaman so fffffffffffffffffyes

[Douhneill]

Alright, I figured I've done enough non-fic contributions for the time being. Here's my first remotely good attempt at narration. It totally doesn't have anything to do with what I've been working on for the last few days.

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Tales of an Heir - Prologue

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John was mad.

In all his lifetime as Dr. Lalonde's lab assistant, he wasn't exactly the most stoic of his "family", getting in fights with his "brothers and sisters" at the drop of a hat and overexaggerating his responses to Jade's "pranks" (or at least that's what she called them), but this time he was furious. He was right there when he helped him build them. He was right there when he revealed to have been working behind her back the whole time. He was right there when they, in a zombie-like fashion, left with him, leaving the facility in shambles. He watched them be used as pawns as he took over everything.

He watched, and there was no doubt in his mind as to what he would do.

Dr. Lalonde had told him that this was a futile effort. He didn't care. This was something he had to do. His brothers and sisters were all in different areas, probably reaping destruction. It had to stop. Even Jade agreed to this. John's mind was set.

The doctor gave John one last warning about the safety of the procedure before it began. "This is your last chance. After this, there's no going back." He said nothing. Even if there was no going back, there wasn't anything to go back to if he didn't do this. As the Machines whirred to life to begin the transformation, Jade and the doctor with fingers crossed, John said: "Let's do this".

After the procedure, John stepped out in his new body. It was still him, but he was transformed. He was no longer a laboratory assistant, he was a fighter. And as a fighter, he had only one goal: to stop Zahhak. He stepped onto the teleporter. The doctor punched in some coordinates. And just before he was sent off to test out his new abilities, Jade gave him a comforting hug and said:

"Good luck, Heirman."

A/N

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*cough*

but seriously, I might actually continue this one if it turns out my authoring is actually good.

...Did...Did I inspire this or something?

Whatever this turns out to be, i will love it because i love homestuck and i love megaman so fffffffffffffffffyes

Did you not see what I have done? You gave me inspiration for art, and I kinda lost control. Kinda. Completely.

[Metaflare]

Well, yeah, but you said last few days and i think i posted that story like, yesterday? I dunno.

Either way yay for taking my silly idea and running with it!

[Douhneill]

Megaman-esque MSPA sprites are so much fun to do. I don't think I'd have the patience to do all of them (and thus be able to replace mega man 2 with these characters) but I'm pretty sure I'd get around to doing every character I imagined.

Then I gotta go back to my previous work - a video game that will probably never exist. But hey, if I can't code it, I'll still be able to make a forum adventure of it.

[Dermonster]

(looks around a bit.)
*Vaguely wonders if anybody is actually using those ideas I posted a while ago.*
*Considers asking but doesn't know how to phrase it so as not to sound rude.*
*Reads new writings with interest and confusion*
(Shrug)
*Wanders off*

[SkaianRedeemer]

Hah, thanks Karne and Nanakii. I'm just glad to have it cleared out, and that I haven't yet written the 18th conversation section where Kanaya actually discusses auspistices... If you do re-read it, Nanakii, I hope you enjoy and that it holds up! Personally, I am planning on re-reading Homestuck soon enough, or at least Act 5. That originally had nothing to do with HiHH but now I think I'm going to have to pay a bit more attention...

@Douhneill: ........... (No sign of Dave. I am soooo hopeful as to what that implies.)

@KarneWarrior: Definitely intriguing start!

@Dermonster: You definitely had an intriguing idea, but if no one's picking it up, maybe you should run with it yourself, worries about quality be damned. Don't get any better at writing by not writing, after all. (Personally, I know the frustration of not being able to do it off the top. I can't draw for my life and the writing gets in the way of the practice because I also can't schedule for my life. But I still say go for it personally.)

[Douhneill]

@Douhneill: ........... (No sign of Dave. I am soooo hopeful as to what that implies.)

Ignoring the fact that it's completely 100% obvious, I'm going to go ahead and say it.

Yes, Dave is Rush.
Totally.
I mean, who else could he possibly be?
Certainly not Protoman. That'd be silly.

*cough*

[Nanakii]

Oh, I will Skaian! Just have to get done with this college work first, haha ;(. I am sure that I'll find it even better now!

[Masterly]

@Douhneill: ........... (No sign of Dave. I am soooo hopeful as to what that implies.)

Ignoring the fact that it's completely 100% obvious, I'm going to go ahead and say it.

Yes, Dave is Rush.
Totally.
I mean, who else could he possibly be?
Certainly not Protoman. That'd be silly.

*cough*

Dave needs a scarf.

[nightmarechild]

I'm bored so here is a thing.

Dusk City's biggest threats:

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//ACCESS: [CLASSIFIED] PRISON: FILES: DANGEROUS INMATES


1:
This inmate is only known as Ivan and has no record whatsoever. We have finally captured a mass murderer after three months and the loss of seven agents. This man is an extreme danger to Dusk City and has had an entire wing of the prison designed for him. It should be reported that this inmate is to be shackled to where his arms and legs cannot be used...If he is to get free he can run faster than anyone we've seen. So fast that no one has ever landed a bullet on him.

His speed and acrobatic prowess is nearly superhuman but we have discovered a weakness. In a constantly changing environment he is helpless due to his mental deficiency and poor reaction time.

In the event that this prisoner escapes it is advised to hire an expert in close range and melee weapon combat. It would be cheaper than paying for the deaths of more agents.


2:
This man is known only as Dan and, like the other 15 inmates in this facility, has no traceable record. It should be known that most torture techniques do not work on this individual and it is a waste of resources to put him in solitary confinement or interrogate him.

He was caught stealing money from a bank. The heist itself took a total of 40 hours on his part but he showed surprising self control. He found the perfect area to hide in as a powerful acid burnt through the floor and into the vault below. 'Dan' clearly has the greatest amount of patience I have ever witnessed. He had even escaped once by rusting the hinges of his cell door with only a quarter cup of water.

If this individual escapes do not, I repeat, do NOT give him a chance to find a hiding place. He can stay absolutely still and silent with no food or water for days on end and should anyone question him they will only meet silence.


3:
The hitman Tanner is the greatest threat to our division. He not only could get past any attempts by the witness protection program but our top bloodhounds lost his trail after only 300 feet. Known aliases are "The Bloodhound" "Percy Vere" and "Sherlock".

In short this man can follow someone to the end of the earth no matter what obstacles he meets and is virtually untraceable. A psychologist that was sent to interrogate him left the room in despair, just by seeing his tie Tanner could tell what car he drove, what sports team he rooted for, how many kids he had...and that his wife was cheating on him.

Should this inmate escape it is useless to attempt to find him. The only hope of catching him again would be to secretly hire him to kill a decoy and hope you can ambush him before he manages to kill them. We have plenty of disposable people in high places for this reason alone.


4:
What can I say about Clyde other than he is the greatest opportunist ever seen. This man almost didn't know he was a wanted criminal. We had to explain to him that 'luckily finding' the exact slot machines that would give jackpots and 'using his mind' to get twelve blackjacks in a row is not legal.

While the court normally rules that counting cards is legal seeing as it uses the mind and nothing else an exception was made for this millionaire that never loses. With a logical mind Clyde has evaded capture by simply turning the right corners at the right time so other people will block the path.

Should Clyde escape his cell all casino's within walking distance will immediately be closed and a curfew will be enforced with weaponry if necessary. This white collar criminal not only insults the fine Dusk City with economic terrorism but has already charmed his way out five times. To add more annoyance ever time he is interrogated he speaks only in riddles.


I will finish the report on our high-risk inmates tomorrow
~Samuel Smith

It has always been a thought of mine that English recruited The Felt directly from prison.

[SkaianRedeemer]

@nightmarechild: I'm a sucker for report-style stories. Keep it up!

@Douhneill: ........... (No sign of Dave. I am soooo hopeful as to what that implies.)

Ignoring the fact that it's completely 100% obvious, I'm going to go ahead and say it.

Yes, Dave is Rush.
Totally.
I mean, who else could he possibly be?
Certainly not Protoman. That'd be silly.

*cough*

Dave needs a scarf.

Considering he was created by Rose, I think he has a better explanation for that scarf than Proto Man ever did. Considering he's Dave, he's got a better explanation for the whistle, too! It all works out, except that Dave is still actually Rush and has more important things to accessorize with.

[Zuki]

Holy crap this thread is almost done and is so full of amazing stuff. I've been partially catching up all night. We should start plotting to index it like we did with the last one.

[Douhneill]

Dave needs a scarf.

Considering he was created by Rose, I think he has a better explanation for that scarf than Proto Man ever did. Considering he's Dave, he's got a better explanation for the whistle, too! It all works out, except that Dave is still actually Rush and has more important things to accessorize with.

Yeah.

Fun fact! I didn't change the glasses at all!
*edit* another fun fact! this is my first animation EVER.

[SkaianRedeemer]

Holy crap this thread is almost done and is so full of amazing stuff. I've been partially catching up all night. We should start plotting to index it like we did with the last one.

I agree on the index thing. The old one seemed like it was a great resource while it was still going.

Also, isn't it high time we start having debates about what silly name we want in the thread title? That's how this works, right? Too many WORDS and CHARATCTERS...

Yeah.
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Fun fact! I didn't change the glasses at all!
*edit* another fun fact! this is my first animation EVER.

In the year 20XX...
A vicious army of robots is bent on destroying the world!
And behind this destruction is...
Dave!?

But now I'm just getting ahead of things.

[sebastian]

wigmund, the problem is that it seems I can't read any of your fanfics without expecting lil'cal to jump out from somewhere and messily killing everybody.

That kinda ruin the mood sometime, you know?

[kmsumrall]

Wasteland Alternia: 3


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The mighty tigress climbed up to the top of the mountainous hill and let out a powerful roar. She lounged on the summit, surveying the land with a lazy eyes. The yellow desert had turned to red clay a few nights ago and was very hard on her paws but much nicer then having sand in her fur. From this vantage point the feline could see the others in the distance, maybe a little further away than Karkat told her but the hill was too nice to-

A loud growl filled the air, making Nepeta jump. “Shut it, tummy! You’ll get fed when you get fed!”

Anyways....The hill was the most absolute purrfect place to do some sightseeing scouting. Towards where Equius said Aradia told him to tell everyone where go was more was more hills and- Wait, was that... The cat-girl squinted and even though her vision wasn’t as good as certain eight obsessed troll she could still make out what was maybe a husk of a hive. Maybe a night and a half’s stalk away? It might make for a good place to explore and camp.

Nepeta started tossing a dagger in the air and catrching it as it came down. Scouting is going to be much more fun when it gets hilly or foresty or when they go into caves. Flat land was boring and simple and had no sneaking whatsoever. Well, at least she told take a break while- oh shit there goes the dagger!

The weapons spun at an odd angle and flew down the hill. The cat-girl peeked over the side and saw it reflecting stars about halfway down. Crap.

“You come back here right now!”

The dagger stubbornly did not move. Nepeta shook her head. Of course the dagger wasn’t moving, she hadn’t fed it the flesh of her prey! The sure-pawed girl made her way down the slope, stepping on only the most secure rocks. She grabbed the weapon and gave it a hard tug. The slope, however, insisted it was the proper owner of the dagger and would not give it up. Nepeta reminded the ground on how it came into stolen possession of the dagger and gave it another tug. This time the slope let it’s bounty go, but it was a trap! The dirt shifted and the mighty tigress tumbled down to the bottom.

Clearly this is what the powerful and never mistake making huntress was planning. With a quick dust off she sheathed her weapon. The hill, understandably, said nothing of the incident. Nepeta gave it quick thanks and tried to get her bearings.

“If we were going northish and I fell, err, made a hasty descent of the east side then...” While looking around the cat-girl spied a large green mound she overlooked before. “That can’t be a...” Despite her disbelief the truth was evident. With a sequel she ran back to the group.

~

“I’m just saying that if it came down to it, none of you fuckers are good for eating. You couldn’t find a high enough cliff to throw the strong fuck off to tenderize, Nepeta would be stringy and gamey as all get out, and Princess over there would have an overpowered fish taste, which is just nasty.”

“How dare you suggest the Empress be bad for eating!” shouted Equius.

Karkat shrugged. “She doesnt have enough meat on her, I know that.”

“She has plenty of meat! She has more meat than a specially bred milk producing hoofbeast!”

Feferi sighed as Karakt broke out laughing. “I know you mean well but-”

“Of course I do! Karkat, I demand you eat the Empress right- Wait, what?” The strong troll started to sweat. “Well, yes Aradi- But I was only- Yes but- Alr- Alright, I understand. Yes, Yes I do understand.” He turned to the sea troll. “My Empress, I off my-”

“Hey! I wanna know why Karkat didn’t talk about my edibility! I’m tasty! I’m the most tastiest on around! Here, lick my arm!”

“Get way from me you sick freak! I wouldn’t touch your stank ass alive-”

“KaaarrrrKaaaaat!” A grenn blue blur barreled over the angry with with an enthusiastic yell.

KaKaKaKarKat! I found something cool! Soooo cooool!”

“Guh! I have rules about this that you aren’t fucking following!”

“But it’s something you need to know! Whoa!” Nepeta fell down hard as Karkat got up.

“You have five seconds to tell me why I haven’t gutted you yet!”

“Cause I’m so cute?” Nepeta asked, batting her eyes. “But really, I found something you’ll really like! There is a toisedine out there!”

“A toisedine? Really?” Feferi clapped her hands. “I used to play with urtledines that hung around the hive! They are sooo cute!”

“I know right?” The girls clasped hands and jumped up and down.

Karkat started waving around the Regisword. “If someone doesn’t explain what is going on then I’m going to test my guess on how you all taste!”

“Would you stop talking about fooooooood? It’s getting annoying.”

“Shut up!”

“Oh!” Nepeta disengaged from the royal. “Toisedines are this cute little shelled beasts that are really dumb! I saw a herd of those fellers walk off a cliff one time. The ones with red shells are a little smarter.”

“Did you ever see a blue spiny one?” asked the sea troll.

“Only once. Pounce wouldn’t let me get close.”

“Your lusus was smart. I read that blue spiny ones are highly poisonous. How did you eat your ‘dines? We used to plug up one end and suck the meat out.”

“I’d just crack them open and scoop out the innards. Sooo gooood!”

“Nepeta,” interjected Equius, “Why is one small worthless animal worth knocking down our leader?”

“Yeah! I’m all for watching the ‘glorious leader’ get knocked on his nook but unless there is a lot of those ‘dines then its a waaaaaaaaste.”

“The cat-girl gave the group a sly look. “Who said it was a little one?”

~

“Ok, so it’s big.”

“It is about... 20 feet high? 50 feet across... Just how did it get so big? That’s like, 80 times the size it should be!”

“It must have adapted to the newer harsher after the death our race and the meteor storm. You know, I used to breed cuttlefish to make them cuter.”

“They can get cuter?!”

“Cut the damn chatter! Can that thing hear us?”

Nepeta thought about it a moment. “Well, we’re downwind and about what, 100 yards away? Should be fine.”

“Ok gutsy huntress, how do we kill this piece of shit?”

“I’d just drop a rock on then but it’s a bit large for that!”

“Leave this to me.” Equius jumped up high. The others watched as he came down hard on the distant shell.. The ground shook and dust and rocks flew into the air.

As everything settled the trolls saw-

Nothing.

“W-where did he go? And the toisedi-”

“Incoming!”

The trolls scattered and a grey projectile landed where they were standing. From the newly made crater rose a dazed strong troll.

“It has... two heads?”

As he fell back a roar blew through the air. From behind a hill emerged the angered beast, snapping both it’s jaws as it charged towards them. Vriska leapt back and started firing her carved stone shot after shot. The toisedine flinched back and slowed down as blood started flowing from an eye.

Feferi and Karkat ran to the flanks while Nepeta kept it’s attention to the front. Both heads growled at the cat-girl and snapped at her. As it got close Karkat and Feferi attacked its long neck, but only got in shallow cuts on the beast’s leathery hide. Nepeta leapt up but was knocked to the ground by an errant projectile. Vriska shouted a word of warning and kept pestering the beast with stones, keeping the toisedine agitated and unfocused.

“Top!” Karkat shouted. The sea troll nodded and leapt to the pinnacle of the monster’s shell. Karkat dove underneath and slashed at the underside, finding it to be as strong as the top apparently was. Feferi stabbed at the crack Equius’s blow had made but the shell deflected the makeshift spear, breaking off the tip. Feferi took the pipe and started banging on the base of the neck but the beast flailed it’s heads around and sent her flying. With a hiss Nepeta jumped on the left head and gouged one of the toisedine’s eyes, leaving only the inward eyes open. It roared and sent the cat-girl hurling to the ground.

The toisedine started stamping down hard and Karkat had to retreat. As he backed up he was Equius getting up. The two exchanged a look and nodded.

“Vriska! Move them!’ Karkat ran to the left while Equius went right. The head tried to track both, giving the eight pupiled troll the window to move the unconscious girls. Swinging the Regisword hard, Karkat chopped into the beasts leg while Equius punched through the one on the other side, pulling out tendons and small bones. It fell flat on the ground.

“Now! Kill it now!” Karkat hacked at the beast’s neck and Equius climbed onto the shell and started banging with all him might..

“No-” slam! “shell-” slam! “will” slam! “stop-” slam! “me!” The strong troll brought bought fists down and with a final smash broke through the armor. The two pressed the onslaught, sending thick green blood flying into the air. Using both hands, Karkat swung down and severed one of the head while the strong troll pulled out its heart.

It was dead. They had won.

Equius stepped a respectful distance back. Karkat nodded and picked up a head. He opened his mouth wide and-

Was barreled over by a blue green blur. “Don’t eat it!”

“Guh! What the fuck is wrong with you?! You’re messing up my warrior high you autistic bitch! Let me eat!”

Nepeta scrambled to the now dead toisedine and gave it a sniff. Cautiously, she lapped up some of the green blood. “Ok, it’s clean!”

“Clean?”

“Well yeah! It could have unleashed a poison or toxin or you could have hit the bowels and contaminated the meat! That is hunting one o one right there!” She tossed the head back at Karkat. “Now, let’s eat.”

~

“Are there any eyes left?”

“Karkat ate them all, as is his right as the leader.”

“But I wanted moooooooore!”

“But there is enough muscle for everyone, including this lioness’s-”

“You don’t have fucking cubs stop saying you do!”

“Lay off the yelling Karakt, we aren’t hard of herring.”

“I don’t want anymore fish puns either! This is not the time for messing around!”

“Ah come ooooooooon Karkitten! WE just proved that we won’t have to starve and become all cannibaly eating each other.”

“Yeah? And we almost died cause we under estimated a fucking sheller! Feferi, you broke your spear and now all you have is a club! And a terrible club too!”

“Actually, I believe I can repair the Empress’s-”

"And you, Mr. more muscles than your nude paintings, what the hell were you doing? Jumping around like a tiny bloodsucker, barely even denting the thing, losing our element of surprise! And then you took a nap! Next time we encounter some animal you stand off to the side and let me figure out a plan!”

“Geez Karkat, why are you spazzing out?”

“Spazzing?! I’m making sure we don’t die some horrible death! At the very least, I don’t die some horrible death. Obviously your tiny underdeveloped idiot minds can’t see a really simple fact. The toisedine used to be cute tiny weak things right?”

“Oh, the cutest!” Nepeta put a hand to her cheek. “And the weakest, I guess.”

“What if they still are?”

I've had this on my desk for how long? And I've only now typed it up? I hate action scenes, I suck at writing them.

Writer's Note

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Not much to say about this one. I wanted a battle, so here we are. Not sure what lead to this being a Nepeta chapter in the start, but it works. Juggling 6, err, 5 people in a scene isn't too easy either. I went bat and forth on the post-battle campfire scene. Re-wrote it a bunch of times. I think this version really gets out the message though.

Also, it has become very clear I didn't do enough proofreading.

Another page bottom? baaaaaaaaah