MSPA fan fiction 2

[SkaianRedeemer]

There's too much to read there's too much to read there's too much to reeeeeeead!

You guys are all too awesome.

[Douhneill]

There's too much to read there's too much to read there's too much to reeeeeeeead!

You guys are all too awesome.

Seriously.

[egregiousBass]

I don't even know where I'm going with this anymore.

Change of Hearts: Part 3
Part 1|Part 2

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You are now the White Text Guy, except you really aren't because only the... oh to hell with it.

You are an officer of the Felt shrouded in mystery, and also the timpanist in the Green Torsos symphonic orchestra. Recently, a spot was vacated, which should soon be corrected as part of your latest scheme. A former exile of great potential has been displaying signs of infidelity towards his cohorts. He yearns for the musical experience you provide. And you could use his talents well.

You have resourcefully neutralized any threats to this plan. One of these dangers is about to meet an untimely end. You could have salvaged his talents, but alas, he has sworn against the melodic harmony which you stand for.

> Observe untimely demise.

Psyche.

You are now Spades Slick, undergoing the least interesting plotline of this story. You are still waiting for a certain fatass to show up and continue the plan. You have no idea how long you have been in this abandoned clock factory, which only serves to illustrate why you're blowing it up in the first place. You previously tried to go outside and escape the dreadful ticking, but your aimless scurrying around has gotten you lost deep within the building. To pass the time, you have indulged in petty pyromania. Though you wouldn't put it above yourself.

You wish you could contact Boxcars and tell him to hurry the fuck up, but you seem to have misplaced your CROSBYTOP. Moreover, radio contact is dead silent on Droog's end. Odd. Did something happen over there? You figure they'd be able to handle whatever came their way, but still...

You'd really like to know how they're doing.

> SS: Be...Hearts Boxcars!

You are now Diamonds Droog, trapped in the remains of a devestated tobacco store. The foyer has completely caved in, and you are currently searching for a back door of sorts.

You were injured by a terrible explosion triggered by your idiot colleague, but thanks to your epansive BRAWLSOLEUM, you have replaced your tattered attire with a backup outfit. However, you are still stuck with your piece-of-shit concert saxophone and all of your shitty guns are missing. This reeks of sabotage.

Maybe it was...? Nah, Clubs is cool. You mean, not really cool at all, but he's an okay guy. When he's not wantonly blowing everything up, of course. But you can trust him. Sort of. He's way too much of an airhead to pose any serious danger, anyway.

What about Hearts Boxcars? You've never liked him much. Could he have tampered with your deck of cards? He's been acting real suspicious lately. Couldn't stop talking about this Koussitzky or something or other.

You were musing about who to blame this on when...



Shit.

It's Matchsticks from the Felt. Now you have a good idea who the perpetrator is. It won't help you any, though. This guy is lethal, and your ULTRA VIOLENCE CUESTICK won't be of any use.

You have only one option. Maybe Clubs Deuce is still around. You guess the time has come to make a compromise and issue a perfectly in-tune distress signal with your C Melody Saxophone. But how? Which jazz standard could possibly express the degree of trouble you find yourself in?

You decide to play...



I'm Gonna Bash Your Fucking Head In With A Saxophone.

In C Minor.

> Observe innocuous discource in digital space.

-- grimAuxiliatrix [GA] has begun trolling egregiousBass [EB] --

GA: Hello
EB: WHO THE SHIT IS THIS AND HOW DO YOU KNOW MY COMMUNICATION PROTOCOL.
EB: THIS IS HIGHLY UNPROFESSIONAL.
GA: I Have Seen That You Are Quite A Busy Man
GA: Hence I Have Chosen This Moment Of Time To Contact You
EB: STOP YAPPING. ANSWER QUESTIONS. NOW.
GA: My Name Is Kanaya Maryam
GA: You Might Recall Our Meeting In Derse
EB: OH YES, I SEE NOW. YES MADAM, WE ARE DOING JUST FINE BEING EXILES. NO MADAM, YOUR PLANET LOOKS LIKE SHIT.
EB: ANYTHING ELSE?
GA: I Understand That You Harbor A Degree Of Contempt
GA: But I Seek Your Councelling On A Personal Matter Which I Have Been Lead To Believe You Are Quite Proficient In
GA: I Have Noone Else To Turn To Except My Leader Whose Erudition Is Not As Absolute As He Believes
EB: I AM NOT IN ANY POSITION TO COUNCEL FLIGHTY TEENAGE GIRLS, CURRENT PREDICAMENT NOTWITHSTANDING.
GA: I Seek Romantic Advice
EB: ...OH.
EB: DISREGARD WHAT I JUST SAID. PLEASE CONTINUE.
GA: In My Circle Of Friends I Am A Mediator Of Sorts
EB: ASHEN, IS IT? I HAVE STUDIED TROLL ROMANCE WELL.
GA: Yes It May Be Denoted As Such
GA: But I Have Only Fulfilled This Role Unwittingly While Persuing Concupiscent Desires Of My Own
GA: The Impending Relationship Which I Am To Prevent Is Of A Flushed Nature
GA: Its Existance Would Trigger A Series Of Highly Undesirable Events
EB: AND YOU HARBOR FLUSHED FEELINGS FOR ONE OF THE OFFENDERS.
GA: I Would Not Call Her That
GA: Despite Her Blatant Disregard For Others She Means No Harm
EB: AND YOU ARE HINDERING THIS BUDDING RELATIONSHIP IN LIEU OF YOUR OWN DESIRES?
GA: It Would Not Be A Productive Association
GA: Her Advances Are Not Reciprocated
GA: They Persist Solely Because The Other Does Not Dare To Turn Them Down
EB: AND YOU DO NOT ENJOY FULFILLING YOUR CURRENT ROLE?
GA: That Is Correct
EB: THIS IS INCREDIBLY SILLY.
EB: I AM APPALLED BY YOUR SPECIES'S SHITTY ROMANTIC EXPERIENCE.
EB: WHY DID YOU NOT SORT THIS OUT OVER THE COURSE OF THE GAME?
GA: I Suppose We Should Not Have Rushed Through It As We Did
EB: LISTEN, VERBOSE LADY. YOU DO NOT ENJOY MEDDLING AND NEITHER DO THEY. SO STOP MEDDLING.
GA: But I Can Not Let Her Do As She Pleases
EB: IS SHE ANYWHERE NEAR YOU?
GA: In The Same Room Why
EB: KISS HER.
GA: Uh
GA: What
EB: YOU SAY YOU LOVE HER
EB: AND SHE CANNOT BE LEFT TO HER OWN DESIGNS
EB: SO
EB: KISS THE GIRL.
GA: But
GA: She May Not Return My Feelings
EB: SHE EVIDENTLY DOES NOT CARE ABOUT YOUR FEELINGS. SO DON'T CARE ABOUT HERS.
GA: This Is Stupid
EB: WHY ARE YOU STILL TYPING
EB: TURN OFF THE COMPUTER
EB: SAUNTER OVER
EB: AND KISS THE GIRL
GA: I Am Beginning To Understand Why She Recommended You
EB: YOU KISS THAT GIRL THIS INSTANT.
GA: You Have Genuinely Inspired Me With Your Abrasive Romantic Aid
EB: LESS TALK, MORE KISS.

-- [EB] blocked [GA] --

End of Part 3

Matchsticks sprite by Cleric of Zeal.

[SkaianRedeemer]

Pfffft, I don't know where you're going with this either but keep going.

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EB: OH YES, I SEE NOW. YES MADAM, WE ARE DOING JUST FINE BEING EXILES. NO MADAM, YOUR PLANET LOOKS LIKE SHIT.

EB: YOU KISS THAT GIRL THIS INSTANT.
GA: You Have Genuinely Inspired Me With Your Abrasive Romantic Aid
EB: LESS TALK, MORE KISS.

He's just The Best There Is.

[BPrinny]

Hearts Boxcars makes everything better.

[Katrika]

On the advice of a friend, I'm taking a few days break from writing the next part of Backfire until I can bite back the urge to end it too soon without exploring the story.

Also, Conquest. Amazing. Adoration. Given.

[KilroyWasHere]

Story exploration? This is ALWAYS worth hiatuses. Hiati. Haiti. Yes, Haiti.

[c_rowles]

Red Pen, Red Pen, I have no idea why I waited so long to read Unhinged, but I just read all of it and OH MAN I'm in love. I was dying of laughter one minute, on the edge of my seat the next, feeling strange, melancholy tuggings at my heart moments later (poor Davesprite). I'll be eagerly awaiting the next chapter.

Oh also, Warpainted Pariah and Traitorous Bishop are completely fantastic in a dysfunctional, murderous-yet-inept kind of way, and I'm extremely curious about their backstories, especially Pariah's. Speaking of her, actually, the only bit of concrit I'm venturing to offer is:

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there are other ways of getting "this character is screaming her head off" across without resorting to ENTIRE SENTENCES IN ALL CAPS; her dialogue felt a bit stiff in places.

summary: this story is awesome, you're awesome, I love the whole world, boom-de-yada!

[Katrika]

Okay so, I'm starting to read Unhinged, and

[mutecebu]

SkaianRedeemer

AHIHH = amazing
recap = hilarious. I had forgotten how funny homestarrunner used to be.

[Dermonster]

Okay screw it, I'm not gonna be able to write it adequately.

Who's an extremely talented writer and needs a sorta Homestuck themed Idea?

[KilroyWasHere]

I will take on whatever it is that needs to be written!

extremely talented ?

oh wait

[Wigmund]

Karaoke Night Part Two (Part One)

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Huh, who knew that Nepeta sang like a big black woman?
Karkat, what's it with you trolls being able to sing so well?
Karkat?
Dammit, where did he get off too?
umm, He left just as Nepeta started singing.
DD: < Karkitty didn't stay and watch my purrfurmence?!
uh, I think he was upset about something.
Well damn, I wonder what's up between him and Jade?
Ha
H3H3H3H3, wh4t 3v3r could b3 wrong w1th k4rk4t?
1s 1t 4 d3s1r3 for som3 sloppy 4l13n m4k3outs?
I don't know about Karkat, but I've got a desire right now.
>8O
Com3 h3r3 ch3rry 3y3s, l3t's show th3s3 los3rs wh4t coolk1ds can do.
Sweet jegus, just get on stage and do whatever it is you're gonna do.

Oh god! Don't make out up there! You're making Equius sweat!

Meanwhile, Jade was curled up in her quarters, eyes focusing on something beyond the cold metal ceiling. What was she gonna do? How could this happen in front of everyone...not that she was really surprised that this happened after that memo so long ago. She thought Dave was joking and Future CG was just being kind because he needed her help once she got into the session. But this. How could she be so dense not to see that Karkat was heading for this?

There was a knock.
Jade? It's me Rose, Kanaya's here too. May we come in?
Go ahead.
You two will be pestering me endlessly until you all can get this settled.
May as well get it over now.
She Is Quite A Clairvoyant Rose.
However Could She Have Ascertained Our Intentions So Precisely?
Oh hush Kanaya.
Jade, I'm your friend. I was genuinely worried when you ran out of the karaoke lounge after Karkat's performance.
Since I'm not sure where to start this, why don't you just start by telling me what's currently festering in your mind.
You're far too troubled right now for me to lead this dance.
It was his admission Rose. I should have noticed it earlier.
When did he start feeling this way for me?
Was it after we met up and defeated Lord English?
Was it before the Rift?
Was it even before I entered the game and his nasty rage was his way of showing his feelings?
What am I gonna do?
What should I do?
I thought in the end, Dave was gonna be there for me. But he's all tangled up with Terezi. I thought...
You Thought That Since You Were The Only Other Human Girl In His Immediate Area And Rose Was His Paradox-Sister It Mea-
You thought it meant that he was seriously gonna listen to Karkat's mating suggestion and hook up with you?
yeah
And when he didn't show any interest in you as a girl and not just his friend you were left confused.
yeah
And hurt.
yes
And then Karkat starts to feel something for you. At first you ignore it because, like your paradox-brother, you're a bit dense.
Hey, that's...that's spot on isn't it?
It's what makes you too so endearing and to be honest, it's why I love John.
But anyways...Oh Kanaya, I love you too. I'm quite mature and open about having an interesting relationship triangle involving you two.
Anyways. Then John creates the hybrid babies and Karkat immediately latches onto the blend between you and himself.
Caring for something in a way even the other trolls haven't seen him openly express.
That Is Putting That Rather Mildly. Even When Karkat And Terezi Were An Item He Never Showed That Much Emotion.
Why didn't I notice it then Rose? I should have!
He was hanging on right there beside me! He was so happy...
It was so sweet...
I didn't realize the asshole who had made my life hell for months could be that kind.
And show that much concern for such a little thing.
I...I...I don't know what's going on Rose!
I think I'm...
Jade's heartfelt soliloquy was put on hold because there was a soft knock on her door.
Rose and Kanaya both smirked. What did they do? No, that smirk is the "We Haven't Arranged This, But Fortune Has Arranged Something To Our Favor" smirk they give when they're trying to deal with the chaos of the chums and trolls interacting with themselves and each other. Jade had seen them show it so often since they had met up.

But if they were doing that...who could be at the door?
Yes? Who is it?
mphmmblemph
Oh dear.
Come on in Karkat
The door opened. Karkat, nursing a lovely bump that he was holding a bag of frozen peas (where the hell did he get that?) against. He saw Rose and Kanaya and started to blush and turn to go. Rose quickly got up, pulling Kanaya with her.
Well then, how fortuitous. I guess Kanaya and myself shall make out way back to the performances.
Indeed, I Hope We Have Not Missed Vriska.
I Overheard Her Earlier Proclaiming That She Was Gonna Perform Something That Would
"Sweep John Off His Feet And Into Her Arms. It Was Going To Be The Greatest Reunion Ever"
And Then There Were Many Shout Marks. You Know Her.
Heh, well I'll see you later Jade.

Rose and Kanaya left. Leaving Karkat standing in the doorway. Jade motioned for him to come over and sit beside her.
Jade...I'm sorry about earlier.
I didn't mean to-
Jade put a finger to his lips to hush him.
I know. I have a feeling we need to talk about something.

So we leave those two having a conversation to go back to the karaoke lounge. Rose and Kanaya entered to find John sitting, stunned and staring at the stage.
Well shit, we missed Vriska's performance!
John didn't even turn towards her. He moved his jaws in an attempt to speak.
She's next.
I just witnessed the most beautiful thing ever.
It was a religious awakening and my soul has been set free by it.
What happened?
John turned to face her. Tears were streaming down his face. His shirt was soaked from him wiping his runny nose.

It was Gamzee.

A/N:

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Well that was most definitely not about karaoke. Well, there was a bit. But the majority of it was Jade/Karkat angsting.
I found myself dragged kicking and screaming this way after the end of the previous Karaoke Night and also the hybrid tales.

And I haven't proofread any of what was written. It all just flowed this way so I'm sorry if this Karaoke Night is a hard read.


I might continue this, and hopefully it'll be better because I got the heavy rom out of the way.

And to give you all an vague inkling of what I imagine Gamzee's singing voice to sound like - take Jim Nabors and ratchet it up past 12.

[Nanakii]

Whelp Wigmund. Now I can't wait for more. What have you done!

[Dermonster]

Well my Idea is supposed to be a long fic.

I mean like really long, maybe.

Screw it, If you think you can pull it off, here you go. It involves no canon characters, by the way. OC's all the way. It is also a simple idea, bare bones, and just the beginning of those too. ALL LIES

I could just call it a prompt and get it over with BUT EVERYTHING HAS TO BE GODDAMN COMPLICATED.

My Idea that I cannot pull off because I suck and it's terrible.

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Basically, In the early 1900's, the worlds governments received warning about SBURB from an anonymous source and what all will happen in it's devastating wake. So They decide to each make a branch of government that would totally ignore all outside events (Like wars and such) and build X (Where X is greater than 8.) Supermassive ecobuildings. (sorta like a scaled down version of that big ship from WALL-E, except ground level, much less fast food, no evil supercomputers, and a lot of various stockpiles of metals, plants and general industry things, along with housing.) They would build them, then shepard a major portion of the worlds population into these buildings, transport them onto the SBURB planets, and attempt to restart Human existance. They only know the world is ending, they don't know that the universe gets recreated. Understandably, this is considered cheating by whoever created SBURB (Lord English?). Derse (And maybe Prospit) will be subsequently massively upscaled in power and forced to go to war with the human race. The story would center around X People (Same number of people as the buildings) of varying ages and genders, who inadvertently receive SBURBS 'Videogame' Powers after accidentally prototyping the sprites. The ability to see in both first and third person view, Hit points, High rate learning speeds, access to the catchaphalog, alchemy, and leveling systems, among other things. I fully expect something like Derse overrunning one of the bases and causing a nuclear meltdown to occur, and the final boss should be

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One of those First guardian guys specifically created by Lord English to destroy this session, who fuses with the black king at the end of the game. I don't know or care if that isn't how it works. It's too awesome to not use.

Also, this is actually the kids verse, so Homestuck doesn't exist, and the kids are in the session that's 'supposed to be'. Ours is considered 'illegal'. Andrew was working on the Midnight crew adventure but he's likely dead so don't worry about that.

I was gonna make it a self insert story BUT I CAN'T WRITE.

God damn this is long. My fingers hurt.

You can mix and match or completely ignore some details, But goddamn I have so many Ideas and I can't do them but I'll go insane if SOMEBODY doesn't.

AND NOW COMES THE PART WHERE I'M SCARED TO POST FOR FEAR OF RIDICULE, EMBARRASSMENT, AND PEOPLE CALLING ME AND MY IDEA STUPID. SELF ESTEEM ISSUES GOGOGO

[midnightAgony]

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Basically, In the early 1900's, the worlds governments received warning about SBURB from an anonymous source and what all will happen in it's devastating wake. So They decide to each make a branch of government that would totally ignore all outside events (Like wars and such) and build X (Where X is greater than 8.) Supermassive ecobuildings. (sorta like a scaled down version of that big ship from WALL-E, except ground level, much less fast food, no evil supercomputers, and a lot of various stockpiles of metals, plants and general industry things, along with housing.) They would build them, then shepard a major portion of the worlds population into these buildings, transport them onto the SBURB planets, and attempt to restart Human existance. They only know the world is ending, they don't know that the universe gets recreated. Understandably, this is considered cheating by whoever created SBURB (Lord English?). Derse (And maybe Prospit) will be subsequently massively upscaled in power and forced to go to war with the human race. The story would center around X People (Same number of people as the buildings) of varying ages and genders, who inadvertently receive SBURBS 'Videogame' Powers after accidentally prototyping the sprites. The ability to see in both first and third person view, Hit points, High rate learning speeds, access to the catchaphalog, alchemy, and leveling systems, among other things. I fully expect something like Derse overrunning one of the bases and causing a nuclear meltdown to occur, and the final boss should be

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One of those First guardian guys specifically created by Lord English to destroy this session, who fuses with the black king at the end of the game. I don't know or care if that isn't how it works. It's too awesome to not use.

Also, this is actually the kids verse, so Homestuck doesn't exist, and the kids are in the session that's 'supposed to be'. Ours is considered 'illegal'. Andrew was working on the Midnight crew adventure but he's likely dead so don't worry about that.

I was gonna make it a self insert story BUT I CAN'T WRITE.

God damn this is long. My fingers hurt.

You can mix and match or completely ignore some details, But goddamn I have so many Ideas and I can't do them but I'll go insane if SOMEBODY doesn't.

AND NOW COMES THE PART WHERE I'M SCARED TO POST FOR FEAR OF RIDICULE, EMBARRASSMENT, AND PEOPLE CALLING ME AND MY IDEA STUPID. SELF ESTEEM ISSUES GOGOGO

That actually sounds like a good idea. I may end up writing an OC fic about an AU (So as not to disrupt canon) 14-person Human Session, but I still need ideas for the last two girls. I'll write it once I get them all finished up.

[Domoz]

AAAANNNND
DONE

I guess I will call this speedwriting (at least for me)

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apocalypseArisen [AA] began trolling carcinoGeneticist [CG]

AA: karkat
CG: OH FUCK
CG: ITS THE CREEPY GHOST FROG ROBOT
CG: OH SHIT SHES HERE FOR MY SOUL OH FUCK WHAT DO I DO
AA: karkat i think y0u are 0vereacting
CG: NO SHIT
CG: THATS THE JOKE
AA: i d0nt think it was very funny
CG: WELL FUCK SORRY
CG: YOU NEED TO CHEER UP
CG: OR GET ANGRY OR SOMTHING
AA: actually thats what i wanted t0 speak with y0u ab0ut
CG: WHAT
CG: CHEERING UP OR GETTING ANGRY
AA: either 0r
AA: i feel as th0ugh any s0rt 0f em0ti0n w0uld be beneficial in this situati0n
AA: and y0u are the angriest pers0n i kn0w
AA: teach me
CG: UH
CG: ANGY ISN'T REALLY SOMETHING YOU CAN TEACH
CG: BUT I GUESS I CAN TRY
CG: YOU AND EQUUIS HAVE A BLACKROM RIGHT?
AA: c0rrect
CG: OKAY SO YOU KNOW THE FEELING IN YOUR GUT WHEN YOU'RE BEATING THE SHIT OUT OF HIM
AA: n0
CG: WELL FUCK
CG: HOW DO YOU EVEN HAVE A BLACKROM THEM
AA: i indulge his fantasies merely t0 keep him fr0m b0thering me any m0re than he already d0es
CG: WOW
CG: DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW SICK THAT SOUNDED
AA: n0w that i read it again it d0es indeed s0und “pretty sick”
CG: BUT WAIT
CG: DO YOU FEEL SICK
CG: LIKE IN YOUR INSIDES
AA: m0deratly
AA: i feel as th0ugh i sh0uld get that checked
CG: DON'T
CG: I THINK THAT MAY BE THE SEEDS OF ANGER PLANTING THEMSELVES IN YOUR BRAIN
CG: KEEP GOING
CG: OPEN A MEMO AND TELL YOUR PAST SELF HOW STUPID SHE IS
CG: HOLD NOTHING BACK
AA: yes
AA: i seem t0 remember being c0nfused at myself because 0f the way i was acting
AA: h0ld 0n a m0ment
CG:ARADIA?
CG: HOW DID IT GO?
AA: SHIT
AA: KARKAT
CG: UH
AA: IS THIS H0W Y0U FEEL ALL THE TIME

apocalypseArisen [AA] has exploded
CG: ...
CG: FUCK

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IDE: Aradia is trolling Karkat by blowing up

[Katrika]

Oh my god that was hilarious.

[Quixotic]

AAAANNNND
DONE

I guess I will call this speedwriting (at least for me)

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apocalypseArisen [AA] began trolling carcinoGeneticist [CG]

AA: karkat
CG: OH FUCK
CG: ITS THE CREEPY GHOST FROG ROBOT
CG: OH SHIT SHES HERE FOR MY SOUL OH FUCK WHAT DO I DO
AA: karkat i think y0u are 0vereacting
CG: NO SHIT
CG: THATS THE JOKE
AA: i d0nt think it was very funny
CG: WELL FUCK SORRY
CG: YOU NEED TO CHEER UP
CG: OR GET ANGRY OR SOMTHING
AA: actually thats what i wanted t0 speak with y0u ab0ut
CG: WHAT
CG: CHEERING UP OR GETTING ANGRY
AA: either 0r
AA: i feel as th0ugh any s0rt 0f em0ti0n w0uld be beneficial in this situati0n
AA: and y0u are the angriest pers0n i kn0w
AA: teach me
CG: UH
CG: ANGY ISN'T REALLY SOMETHING YOU CAN TEACH
CG: BUT I GUESS I CAN TRY
CG: YOU AND EQUUIS HAVE A BLACKROM RIGHT?
AA: c0rrect
CG: OKAY SO YOU KNOW THE FEELING IN YOUR GUT WHEN YOU'RE BEATING THE SHIT OUT OF HIM
AA: n0
CG: WELL FUCK
CG: HOW DO YOU EVEN HAVE A BLACKROM THEM
AA: i indulge his fantasies merely t0 keep him fr0m b0thering me any m0re than he already d0es
CG: WOW
CG: DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW SICK THAT SOUNDED
AA: n0w that i read it again it d0es indeed s0und “pretty sick”
CG: BUT WAIT
CG: DO YOU FEEL SICK
CG: LIKE IN YOUR INSIDES
AA: m0deratly
AA: i feel as th0ugh i sh0uld get that checked
CG: DON'T
CG: I THINK THAT MAY BE THE SEEDS OF ANGER PLANTING THEMSELVES IN YOUR BRAIN
CG: KEEP GOING
CG: OPEN A MEMO AND TELL YOUR PAST SELF HOW STUPID SHE IS
CG: HOLD NOTHING BACK
AA: yes
AA: i seem t0 remember being c0nfused at myself because 0f the way i was acting
AA: h0ld 0n a m0ment
CG:ARADIA?
CG: HOW DID IT GO?
AA: SHIT
AA: KARKAT
CG: UH
AA: IS THIS H0W Y0U FEEL ALL THE TIME

apocalypseArisen [AA] has exploded
CG: ...
CG: FUCK

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IDE: Aradia is trolling Karkat by blowing up

Yessssss I enjoyed this I did. I laughed aloud several times. TEACH ME ANGER, KARKAT.

[raequiem]

AAAANNNND
DONE

I guess I will call this speedwriting (at least for me)

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apocalypseArisen [AA] began trolling carcinoGeneticist [CG]

AA: karkat
CG: OH FUCK
CG: ITS THE CREEPY GHOST FROG ROBOT
CG: OH SHIT SHES HERE FOR MY SOUL OH FUCK WHAT DO I DO
AA: karkat i think y0u are 0vereacting
CG: NO SHIT
CG: THATS THE JOKE
AA: i d0nt think it was very funny
CG: WELL FUCK SORRY
CG: YOU NEED TO CHEER UP
CG: OR GET ANGRY OR SOMTHING
AA: actually thats what i wanted t0 speak with y0u ab0ut
CG: WHAT
CG: CHEERING UP OR GETTING ANGRY
AA: either 0r
AA: i feel as th0ugh any s0rt 0f em0ti0n w0uld be beneficial in this situati0n
AA: and y0u are the angriest pers0n i kn0w
AA: teach me
CG: UH
CG: ANGY ISN'T REALLY SOMETHING YOU CAN TEACH
CG: BUT I GUESS I CAN TRY
CG: YOU AND EQUUIS HAVE A BLACKROM RIGHT?
AA: c0rrect
CG: OKAY SO YOU KNOW THE FEELING IN YOUR GUT WHEN YOU'RE BEATING THE SHIT OUT OF HIM
AA: n0
CG: WELL FUCK
CG: HOW DO YOU EVEN HAVE A BLACKROM THEM
AA: i indulge his fantasies merely t0 keep him fr0m b0thering me any m0re than he already d0es
CG: WOW
CG: DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW SICK THAT SOUNDED
AA: n0w that i read it again it d0es indeed s0und “pretty sick”
CG: BUT WAIT
CG: DO YOU FEEL SICK
CG: LIKE IN YOUR INSIDES
AA: m0deratly
AA: i feel as th0ugh i sh0uld get that checked
CG: DON'T
CG: I THINK THAT MAY BE THE SEEDS OF ANGER PLANTING THEMSELVES IN YOUR BRAIN
CG: KEEP GOING
CG: OPEN A MEMO AND TELL YOUR PAST SELF HOW STUPID SHE IS
CG: HOLD NOTHING BACK
AA: yes
AA: i seem t0 remember being c0nfused at myself because 0f the way i was acting
AA: h0ld 0n a m0ment
CG:ARADIA?
CG: HOW DID IT GO?
AA: SHIT
AA: KARKAT
CG: UH
AA: IS THIS H0W Y0U FEEL ALL THE TIME

apocalypseArisen [AA] has exploded
CG: ...
CG: FUCK

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IDE: Aradia is trolling Karkat by blowing up

Yessssss I enjoyed this I did. I laughed aloud several times. TEACH ME ANGER, KARKAT.

AA: what is this thing called hate 0_0

(this is amazing and you are amazing and everything here is so amazing, oh god i'm drowning in the sheer awesomeness that is this thread)

[mewtant-307k]

So that's how she exploded. It all makes sense now.

[Wigmund]

That was great Domoz

As for what I'm going to do next, I'll let people decide for me:
- Should I continue the Karaoke Night/Hybrid Tales?
- Should I do another TerrorCal story?
- Should I blantantly steal Dermonster's concept?
- Or something else of your liking?
You decide, I butcher it.

[Nanakii]

Haha, hmm~. More of the Karaoke/hybrid tales would be interesting, I think!

[Cathartes]

Wigmund, I love your hybrid tales, do more of those

[Katrika]

Here's part four! Not much more, now!

Backfire, part 4

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Rose was unsure of how something that small managed to eat so much, and when she’d asked earlier, the only response had been a crumb-muffled comment about non-euclidian geometry and fourth dimensional pocket space. She tore her eyes away from her fast-disappearing stash of girl scout cookies and returned to the matter at hand.

“So you see, Alilotei, I think something went wrong and I managed to overwrite the universe.”

Alilotei looked at her oddly.

“No.”

“Excuse me?”

“You’re not that powerful.”

With this statement, the tiny eldritch abomination returned it’s attention to devouring what little remained of the cookies.
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Far away, Jaden Harley was having a very bad headache. He knew he should be concentrating on the fact that Johanna had just gotten him into the medium, but he found that he couldn’t bring himself to care. He stumbled past the stuffed body of his grandmother, and fell onto the couch.

It was strange, he thought blearily, but he could swear Grandma was looking particularly masculine today.
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“What do you mean, I’m not that powerful? That’s what happened! That’s what I wrote to myself!”

Alilotei seemed to shrug.

“You’re not that powerful. And besides, it doesn’t taste like that.”
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Johanna slumped onto a small, chair-shaped outcrop of rock. She’d tried to ignore her pounding head in favor of getting Jaden safely into the medium, but now she wanted nothing more then to curl up into a little ball somewhere safe and quiet and ignore the world. Right as she was about to pass out, the headache suddenly cleared. She opened her eyes with a very solid sense that something was wrong.
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“Very well. What actually happened?”

“Ummmm…”

Rose tapped her foot impatiently. She knew she was being rude, but she was too tense to care. Besides, she had a headache.

“Oh! I got it! The rogue spell only changed the gender of a few people, and then it did a wide-scale memory modification. But, um….”

“Yes?”

“You didn’t put enough power into it. It’s breaking up.”

“The spell? That’s great!”

“Not the…entire spell.”

Before Rose could press Alilotei further, a message appeared on her eyescreen.
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turntechGodhead [TG] has started pestering tentacleTherapist [TT]

TG: rose
TG: where the fuck is my penis