MSPA Fanfiction III

[Katrika]

Also, just wanna pass on a comment from my friend about how good Conquest is. He really likes how you play Terezi.

[Nanakii]

Conquest, yesssssss. I had to take a break from my paper to gush over it, what a nice surprise! All I have to say right now is "Oh, SNAP".
(Loved all the interactions, STOMPY KARKAT, and all of Solluth. All of it).

Dohohoho, Kareoke. So nutty, still so great .

Backfire is also awesome! (Haha, I love the additional comment someone made, where they said John just decided to go back to sleep). Poor lacey Dave~.
I'm having a lot of fun reading all of the fanfics, keep writing guys!

[egregiousBass]

Loving conquest. Surprised by how bitchy Terezi is.

(I like it.)

[Quixotic]

Great chapter, Quixotic, but a minor concern:

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If Sollux spent the entire chapter in a state of "sopor-covered undress", why does it only bother him when Karkat walks in? I'm not specifically referring to the scenes with Aradia, Terezi or even Vriska, but more the whole walking-the-halls thing. You do briefly mention him cleaning sopor so maybe you're just referring to Aradia at the end there?

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Basically, I guess, because his priorities were continually shifting around as the chapter progressed. At first he was planning on just going to talk to Aradia, who is like one door down from him, and the two of them are close enough that they don't really care about being in their underwear of covered in slime around each other. But then he noticed that Terezi was on their ship, he was too preoccupied with wanting to follow her to really focus that much on being under dressed. If he'd stopped to do more than kicking most of the slime off his feet so he wouldn't leave a trail, he would have missed her.

Talking to Vriska was an impulsive decision that he wasn't really thinking during, so the slime as a non issue. The reason Karkat kind of highlighted how bedraggled the two of them were was because he'd just come from a meeting with the Empress and was appropriately dressed. And I guess Sollux feels the need to be more professional while having a war council than while he's running around his dorms harassing people.

Both him and Aradia were still a mess at the end, but it was really only at Karkat's arrival that Sollux had time to think about how slobbish he looked.

Way too long of an answer given the question!

[Metaflare]

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and the two of them are close enough that they don't really care about being in their underwear of covered in slime around each other.

Also yaaaay new chapter. *flails*

[Nanakii]

Also yaaaay new chapter. *flails*

[Metaflare]

That is precicely what i did.

I am in fact a talking green frog puppet.

[Beep]

The only bad thing about a new chapter of conquest: after you read it you gotta wait for the next one.

AAA THAT CHAPTER WAS SO AWESOME. SO AWESOME!

Is this my 1k post? Wow.

[Nanakii]

Hahaha, yaaaay Beep.
AND I KNEW IT META, can't escape your true nature! (Ah man Kermit Yay is one of my favorite things though. Just how they have him say it makes me laugh).

[zebtrestalala]

God Dammit Vriska

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“GOD DAMMIT VRISKA!”

A shout echoed throughout the small laboratory, harmlessly floating through space.

“FUCK YOU!” shouted Karkat, suddenly breathing down her back, his fists clenched in an apoplectic rage. He reached around her and grabbed the counter that her computer sat on, his arms trembling, his hands gripping it so hard that if he were anything like Equius he would have crushed the metal. He reached out again, sweeping her keyboard and mouse off the counter, jarring her arm before falling to ground.

“Karkat, what the hell? What are you carrying on about?”

“YOU KNOW VERY WELL WHAT THE HELL I’M CARRYING ON ABOUT!” he raged, his brow furrowed in a rage that would make even the most powerful Kismesis jealous.

“YOU! YOU’RE THE REASON WE’RE IN THIS SHITHOLE, WITH DEATH BREATHING DOWN OUR NECKS!”

By this time the entire lab had turned towards them, some watching in interest, some in shock, and a few in apathy.

“KK, what the hell is this all about?” groaned Sollux, barely audible under the constant fuming of Karkat. He had been tired of Karkat’s rants and rages long before being entered into the Medium and forced into proximity with him.

“Yes, Karkat, what on Alternia are you going on about?” asked Kanaya, disturbed by the powerful encounter going on to her left.

“THIS….BITCH,” he said, pointing a finger at Vriska with such ferocity that Sollux half expected it to shoot lasers like his eyes. “IS THE ONE WHO BROUGHT THE DEMON HERE! NO, SHE FUCKING CREATED THE DEMON!”

“What? How do you even begin to think that Vriska did that?” asked Kanaya.

And so, taking a deep breath, Karkat told her about what he had seen, piecing everything together from both Egbert’s and Harley’s videologs. She had prevented the Egbert kid from prototyping the kernel with something sane and logical and harmless, and instead had allowed the demonbeast dog of Harley’s to prototype himself in the kernel, which ended up making the demon.

“DID YOU FUCKING PLAN THIS OUT, SERKET?!” he fumed. “WAS THIS ALL PART OF “SPINNERET MINDFANG’S” GREATEST SCHEME YET? FUCKING OVER THE LAST TROLLS IN THE ENTIRE EXISTENCE OF EVERYTHING?”

“Karkat, I…” started Vriska, surprisingly shook up by this unexpected emotion.

“Tsk, tsk, Vriska,” said Terezi. “I would have thought by now you’d realized what sort of consequences come with your manipulation.”

It wasn’t intended to sound like an insult, but it cut down to Vriska’s core. The fact that Terezi hadn’t been staring into her eyes but around them the whole time only helped to add to Vriska’s newfound feelings of guilt and helplessness.

“I shoulda fuckin’ knew it,” muttered Eridan. “It would take someone truly rotten down to the core to tackle this one. The only one truly worthy of my Kismessitude.”

“Oh, can it, Eridan, she’s not really worth anyone’s Kismessitude,” said Sollux.

“Dude, that’s like a motherfuckin’…anti-miracle,” said Gamzee.

A chorus rang out in the room. Everyone had stopped what they were working on to berate Vriska on the sheer stupidity of her actions. “Vriska, this” and “Vriska, that.” In a very rare occasion for Vriska, she felt powerless and on the defensive.

“GUYS! Would you just glubbing leave her alone?!” screamed Feferi over the ruckus.
“It’s not Vriska’s fault! It’s all of our faults!”

The loud chorus of voices dulled down to a whisper, then to silence.

“Terezi, when you tried to kill John and alter history, you just ended up making history happen exactly the way that it was supposed to! And Karkat, when you tried to convince Jade not to do all the things that she was going to do, you only made her want to do it stronger! And all of us, in varying ways, are guilty, too. Maybe we should have looked ahead and warned them better, instead of being selfish and angry and narrow sided!”

“So, you think just cause you’re the fuckin’ princess you get to have your say in all this?!” muttered Eridan, shooting a sour glance at Feferi.

“Shut up, Eridan! I’m not done yet!” she yelled back. “Even you, Sollux, who never once trolled somebody, you had your part in it by deciding not to do anything!”

“Indeed. We are all victims of fate, and there’s nothing we can do about it,” echoed Aradia’s hollow voice. “Everything happened the way that it was supposed to. The Demon was created, as he was always fated to. We were denied our reward, as we were always fated for. And now we will wait to die, as we were always fated to.”

“No, Aradia! There has to be a way! I think, that maybe, if we work together with those kids, we can overcome the demon. Maybe we were denied a reward, but we still created a universe, right? And as the “gods” of the world, shouldn’t we help the last people alive from our world?” said Feferi, her face pleading.

“Oh yeah? And how the hell are we going to do that?” said Karkat, finally quieting down.

“Well, I figure if the demon came into our world from theirs, then there has to be a way to link us together, right? I think maybe we can join up with them, not just over Trollian, but in real life!”

“I don’t even know how to express how stupid that plan is,” muttered Karkat.

“I know it sounds stupid Karkat, but it’s our only hope! I know that our hope lies in those kids, I know it. But to get there, it’ll take some work. We can do it.” she said, her face straight and determined.

“All we need to do is believe in some motherfuckin’ miracles” muttered Gamzee.

“Couldn’t have said it better myself, Gamz," chuckled Feferi.

Vriska, breathing a sigh of relief, let out a silent thanks. No time for remorse. There was work to be done.

Kind of short notice and crappily thrown together.

[SkaianRedeemer]

Way too long of an answer given the question!

All the same, I appreciate your writing it!

[Beep]

I think we should have more fics of that nature. :33
Strong!Feferi is interesting.

[KarneWarrior]

A Game of Cards

To Talk To God

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Vriska tapped her fingers on the table with one hand, fiddling with a fork in the other. It was soooooooo boring here. When were they going to get to kill something? And then there was-

"Hey Vriska!" purred Nepeta as she set her food tray on the other side of the table. Vriska sighed.

"Hey, Nepeta."

"I think it'll be cool when we get to go play with some furends!" It was amazing. Somehow Nepeta managed to fit a catlike noise or pun into every sentence.

"You do realize this is war, not play, right?"

"But the Saphire man said-"

"The saphire man is crazy! A total psychopath!"

"Vriska?"

"What?"

Nepeta leaned in close. Her breath smelled like cat food and tuna.

"NEPETA."

"I'll help you! You just don't want to play fun games with me, but then when you see how good I can be at hunting you'll say," Nepeta lowered her voice in a really horrid impression of Vriska "Nepeta I think you are a awesome roleplayer and I will play games with you forever and - hurk!" Vriska cut her off with a sharp blow to the throat.

She got up and left as Nepeta struggled for breath on the cafeteria floor.

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"Well, hello, Rose!"

"Miss Lalonde, please. I'm not comfortable with my first name amongst strangers."

"Well, Miss Lalonde, then! Welcome to my office! So nice of you to drop by!"

"I didn't have much of a choice."

Rose sat down on a massive red chair. She sank into the cushion quite aways. Still, she had more poise than John, who was bouncing with anticipation.

"Stop that." She muttered to him. John looked like a beaten puppy but stopped bouncing.

"Well, as I'm sure you know there is far more powerful things in games than in reality, yes? Bec Noir, for example. I am one of those things. A Referee for one of the greatest game of cards ever played! By gods so much higher up than any of the horrorterrors. You met them yes?"

At Rose's nod he continued.

"So, my Joker and My Ace, I want you to hand-pick a core of specialized heroes! In fact..." the Ruby Referee leaned in close, over his desk. "I want you to take out the five Aces. Five Aces! My word, I think someone is cheating! But that's why I have you! So I can nullify this, and the game can continue!

"So, what I need you to do is-"

"You already told us that." Interrupted John. The Ruby Referee's smile just grew.

"Brilliant! Well, off with you!"

[Sushi Database]

Wooo new conquest is awesome, why is terezi being such a bitch

i intended to spend my day off today writing but instead I spent it obsessing over the new update. How on earth can I give a shit about writing pesterlogs when the Demon is manifest.

[Douhneill]

Guess who?
No seriously. Guess.
I'll give you a hint: It's me.

Heirman - Chapter 2
Prologue, 1, 3

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Today was going to be a long day.

As he arrived at his second destination - some sort of factory, John just couldn't shake the conversation he had before arriving.

"So, have you found anything?"
"He hasn't done any major reprogramming to the core systems, but he's added a rather tricky virus that causes any machine infected to behave much more violently."
"I can think of at least three of them that didn't need that subroutine..."
"But besides that, you haven't told me about our wild card."
"You mean that weird signal you were picking up?"
"Yes. We're going to need to know as much as we can about this."
"I can't really tell you much. All i saw was a bit of red before he teleported away."
"Red?"
"Yeah. I'm pretty sure he was whistling, too. What a sad tune."
"..."
"Doctor?"
"Nevermind. We need to get you to your next site."

Who was that guy, anyway? Was it even a guy? He supposed it didn't matter right now. Still, the doctor's response to the news was tugging at the back of his mind as he snuck into the building. When he entered, however, his mind was overwhelmed by a different sensation. This place was massive. Robots were flying everywhere in all directions, working on rows upon rows upon rows of imps.

"My god. I have to stop this."

Doctor Lalonde had been considerate enough to install a radar that could tell him where to find his target, but as luck would have it, he'd have to run through the entire facility. At least the robots that were on didn't actually have any weapons, he thought. He began to run. Right through the middle of the factory.



John never, ever wanted to go through that again. Perhaps it was the shock of realizing the unfinished imps were active and more than willing to shoot at him. Perhaps it was getting chased by a giant crowd of robots that looked like Ronald McDonald wearing a construction hat. Or the other crowd of shortened imps that wore construction hats (those hats were strangely immune to damage from his Heirbuster). Or maybe it was just the point where he was almost killed by a grinder while trying to hide. Nevertheless, it wasn't an experience John was particularly interested in repeating. He stuck to smaller corridors along the sides of the building.

These corridors were fairly large, about 10 meters across, but had a much lower density of robots, most of which ignored him. One type he found particularly interesting were these blue "heads" with propellers attached to the top to fly around and a face painted on its front. If it caught sight of John (which was often, considering how much he liked to watch them), it'd fire shots out of its mouth at him. He'd just keep moving forward until he left its "territory", and it would stop and go on it's merry little way.

When he came upon the chasm, however, he was not so amused. Seriously. Why the hell would there be a huge-ass chasm in the middle of a hallway? And what was up with all those precariously placed... wait a minute. How are those blocks floating in midair, anyway? What's the purpose of a hallway like this? Whatever. Complaining about the stupidity of the route wasn't going to change it. He began his trek jumping from one magically floating block to the next. It drew in the attention of all the nearby flying bots, though, so he had to hurry - He didn't want to destroy those silly little helicopters if he didn't have to.

He finally made it to the other end of the building. Whoever was in charge here was behind the double doors guarded by those two shield toting robots. How would he end up hitting these guys before they could defend themselves? He figured now would be a good time to try out that add-on the doctor had added to his heirbuster. But some commotion happened down in the other direction, so the two guards left their posts before he could figure out how to actually use it. Not being one to look a gift horse in the mouth, John made his way to the large doors. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and walked in.

The room was fairly spacious, with computer screens everywhere. John assumed it was some sort of surveillance centre. He could hear some frantic typing on a keyboard over in one of the corners of the room.

"I figured I'd find you in a place like this."
"2o that'2 who my liitle iintruder wa2. II diidn't recognii2e you on the moniitors."
Sollux turned around in his chair to face John. He wasn't particularly pleased.
"Yeah. About that hallway."
"IIt'2 ju2t unfiinii2hed."
"Oh, okay."
"2o are you goiing two attack me or 2omethiing?"
John took aim with his Heirbuster.
"Not if you tell me you're going to surrender."
"2ee, that'2 your problem, number one. You're two 2oft."
Sollux stood up and aimed at John with his own weapon.
"So, am I taking that as a 'no'?"
"Don't be 2tupiid, John. You know II can't 2top doiing what II'm doiing."
"Okay."

John opened fire on Sollux. Sollux disappeared from sight.

"Diid you really thiink II'd leave myself 2o vulnerable, brother?"
John couldn't pinpoint the source of Sollux's voice.
"Not really. But then again, blowing up your little computer over there is good enough for me right now."
"You can try."

This was a bit of a predicament, John admitted to himself. If Sollux was able to make himself into an illusion, what's to say the rest of the room isn't one either? He tried using the radar as a substitute for sight. It may not be pinpoint accurate, but it's better than going it blind. Adding that layer to his HUD, he looked around to try to find his foe.
"Hello."
Sollux was directly in front of him. He fired a shot. Nothing happened at first.

WARNING!
Auto-repair systems offline!
Attempting to reboot...
Unauthorized access to command prompt.
ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR

John's HUD failed. He lost control of his legs, falling to the ground. He could see Sollux standing triumphantly above him. He did that flashing thing with his glasses that nobody could properly explain how he was able to do so in the dark.

"2o, how do you liike my viiru2? II haven't quiite managed two get iit two completely 2hut down a machiine, but II gue22 actiivatiing random protocol2 wiill do for now."
John said nothing. His vision faded.

Rebooting systems...
Running HeirTrans.roma... Successful.

"II alway2 iimagiined II'd be the one two do you in, number one. You needed two be taught 2omething."

Installing HeirTrans.hud... Installed.

"The world iisn't all about faiirne22, brother. E2peciially iin battle."

Read HeirTrans.help? [y/n]

"IIf you want to wiin, you're goiing to have to not pull any punche2."
John's vision slowly returned. Sollux was kneeling right next to him. He could clearly see his reflection in those bicoloured glasses. He didn't move.
"Hey, Sollux. Have you ever heard the phrase 'hoist by his own petard'?"
"IIntere2ting. You can 2tiill 2peak. II knew iit wa2n't goiing to completely work on a robot ma2ter."
"You didn't answer my question, Sollux. Have you ever heard the phrase 'hoist by his own petard'?"
"No, II haven't. What doe2 iit mean?"
"This."

Smiling, John fired his heirbuster. He didn't expect to have actually fired a pie, but that just made the situation better for him. Standing up, he noticed his skin colour had changed, as did his outfit. Sollux was clutching his face.
"AAAAAARRGH! IIT BURN2!"
John took the opportunity to trip his now blinded opponent, and fired a few more pies to keep him down. He figured that since gratuitous amounts of damage would turn most subroutines off-line, that the virus would be shut down as well. Regardless, Sollux was no longer a threat. He knelt over to see his brother.

"II... II gue22 II lost, diidn't II?"
Sollux's glasses were gone. Probably due to the acidity of the pies. His clothes and Exoskeleton were melting away.
"Yup."
Sollux flashed a slight smile.
"II gue22 II 2hould keep my mouth 2hut next tiime."
"Heh. Ready to go home?"
"II don't really have a choiice, do II?"
John picked up his brother.
"Not really, no."
Sollux rolled his eyes.
"2ee what II mean? Too niice for your own good. The other guy2 are goiing to tear you apart iif you keep that up."
John just smiled.
Doctor, it's done. Take us home.

In hindsight, the day wasn't quite that long.

A/N

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A friend of mine had confirmed my suspicions that I needed to work a bit more on pacing. What do you think?

It's that time again! Who's next?

*edit*I totally wanted to have a gif of this done, so I did it.

[Metaflare]

Vriska, since you already have those sprites.

And I think the pacing is fine.

[Shadow of the Lotus]

I'm divided between Karkat, Kanaya, Vriska, and Eridan. All have a somewhat shitty time trying to use computers.

[ToreaderTornado]

Nice! Go for Kanaya next, so you can take down Vriska, and then Eridan.

[nightmarechild]

And now for some swimming lessons

Maturity chapter 3:

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“Come on, it’s not that hard. It’s like hunt sprinting in the water. Just keep your legs straight and kick.” Eridan was standing knee deep in the ocean instructing young trolls on proper swimming technique. After witnessing one of his friends almost drown his intense hate for land dwellers faded into a feint tang of pity. He couldn’t bring himself to hate them when they seemed so helpless. Weakness he hated, but helplessness, it wasn’t their fault. So he began teaching young trolls on how to swim. He figured he could get them as close to sea dwellers as he could and maybe they would evolve fins in a few centuries.

“Listen to me kid, as much as you try you just can’t get people to stop hating you. It’s up to them, so don’t let their hate and bullying keep you down. In the end the only person whose opinion matters about you is yours. Now stand straight, keep your head up, and stick up for yourself. No one will do it for you.” Eridan couldn’t help but smile when he heard Tavros motivating the young trolls that had an abusive kismesis. In a bit of irony the death of Tavros’s lusus actually did more good for him than harm. Without a custodian to help him he had to get over his problems and stick up for himself.

Along the same time that he ‘grew a spiiiiiiiine’ he started into his maturity cycle. When Gamzee (before he quit his addiction) saw him he claimed miracles had happened. Tavros didn’t even realize it but with the growth spurt and his newfound confidence he looked almost like the fantasy he had thought of so long ago, Rufio. When Tavros heard that he just laughed and said ‘Rufio isn’t real silly’. Though even with all that he still had one mark of the old Tavros, his wheelchair.

Eridan had snuck up behind Tavros after the kids ran off into the water to swim, “Hey you.”

Tavros chuckled and reached up to ruffle his matsprit’s hair, “Oh just stopping the kids from becoming like me.”

Eridan jumped up lightning fast so his hair wouldn’t be disturbed anymore, “Hey! You know I hate it when you do that!”

“Oh come on, you look fine without spending hours on your hair, hell I didn’t touch mine today and it looks ok.”

“WELL YOU DON’T HAVE TO BRAG ABOUT IT!” Eridan’s face was growing purple.

“Ha ha, what can I say? You know you’re cute when you’re flustered.” That only made Eridan blush more and stomp his foot.

“I’m not speaking to you.” He crossed his arms and turned around; even though he helped land dwellers he was still a royal snob sometimes.

Tavros laughed to himself and took a deep breath. Pain shot through his legs when he stood up, so much it made his eyes water. He quickly scrambled for his cane and took the weight off of them. He had been training his legs for half a sweep and he was able to walk short distances.

Eridan yelped out in surprise as he was pulled backwards into Tavros’s arms. Like in all the fairy tales he used to read Tavros had pulled him into a dip before kissing him square on the lips. They both just continued for a little while the little trolls played in the water. Tavros pulled Eridan back to his feet and leaned on his cane again laughing.

Eridan straightened his glasses and waved his hand in front of the grinning Tavros’s face, already extremely purple in the face, “Damn it! You KNOW I can’t stay mad at you when you do that! Don’t think I am going to forget this!”

“Well I certainly hope you won’t.” Eridan was going to make a remark but decided against it, He would only embarrass himself more.

Tavros put his other arm around Eridan and sighed. They couldn’t help but smile at how blissfully innocent the kids were. They had long since picked up on who had love or hate crushes on each other but they would let them figure it out for themselves, it was better that way.

After the kids finished up they went back to their homes so their lusus’ wouldn’t worry. Tavros and Eridan, however, stayed behind and watched the sunrise; they could afford to stay up a little later. After an hour or so Tavros yawned and sat back up again. He was about to give his matsprit a kiss on the cheek but he saw an eerie look of fear on his face.

“What is it? Something wrong?” Tavros said with his trademark concern for the wellbeing of others.

He was answered with Eridan continually repeating ‘no’ over and over as if he couldn’t hear anything. Tavros looked at the water like Eridan was and instantly sprang up, ignoring the shooting pain. There were fangfish circling very near to the shore of the water and something was slowly swimming forward as if they weren’t there. In fact they seemed to be avoiding it. It slowly surfaced and walked out of the water.

Tavros put a reassuring hand on Eridan’s shoulder as the one who brought back so many bad memories and feelings spoke, “Kneel before your empress, slime.”

[zebtrestalala]

Wait what why is Feferi so cruel?

Also: I like the Heirman series a lot, it puts an interesting perspective and mix on things.
Also: Conquest is just what I expect from the wonderful mind of Quixotic, thought I'd just say.

Also, @ Beep, I figured that out of all the people in the Alterniabound animation, Feferi was one of the few who didn't hate Vriska, also, I feel as future Empress she has a feeling of responsibility. That, and she's optimistic.

[-Benedict]

Huh. That's an interesting role reversal for Eridan and Feferi. I can't wait to see how this progresses.

Also I'm way behind schedule on my various fan projects- I keep losing the backgrounds and having to redraw them for -Alchemy., and I still need to finish This Is A Rather Disturbing Interlude. BLUUUUUH REAL LIFE 5UUUUUCK5.

[Douhneill]

Vriska, since you already have those sprites.

And I think the pacing is fine.

Thanks! And about the sprites, I've done pretty much all of them. Not quite "replace every single animation possible" just yet, but close. It's amazing how much copy/pasting can be done with the changes in outfits.

I like the Heirman series a lot, it puts an interesting perspective and mix on things.

Miisiion Accompliished.

[crash826]

Kanayaaaaa.
Pleeeeeease?

[frolic]

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CA: so i dont knoww wwhat fuckin happened on her end
CA: but suddenly fef breaks up wwith me
CA: so wwe arent evven fuckin pale noww.
CT: D--> 100k Eridan
CT: D--> Why are you talking to me about this when I find your language e%tremely offense and unfitting of your b100d status
CT: D--> Not to mention how weak you are and how STRONGLY I do not care?
CA: wwhat
CA: wwhy cant anyone evver
CA: EVVER
CT: D--> I do not e%actly have time for this
CT: D--> As I am sure I have told you before
CT: D--> I will see you in the medium
-- centaursTesticles [CT] has ceased trolling caligulasAquarium [CA]--

What an utter twat. That was surely the most boring conversation about romance you have ever had. You think that taking a page from Vriska’s book and blocking him will have very good effects. You will be less angry, in addition to having more time for your many and varied interests.

You are very angry from the time wasted on Eridan. You require time with your robots before you talk to anyone else. You close trollian and go to fight your most recently upgraded robot. Then you will have a big, cool glass of lusus milk and then you will finally be ready to deal with everyone’s ridiculous and crass nonsense.

You think about Eridan and Feferi while you clean up the bits of your robot. It was decimated of course. You break even your strongest robots, eventually, though it takes longer than most other things to break. But then you rebuild them stronger.

Often, you’ve thought that Feferi and Eridan’s pale romance, their morailigence, solid. It wasn’t of course, since they broke up, but Eridan is very stubborn, and you are sure that he will keep trying until he builds something that even his increasingly large, irritating ego can’t ruin.

You have your milk. You think about Nepeta.

-- centaursTesticle [CT] has begun trolling arsenicCatnip [AC] --
CT: D--> Nepeta
CT: D--> Are you there?
CT: D--> Answer me
AC: :33 < *the kitty yawns and stretches and makes her way over to Equius*
CT: D--> Stop that. I have surely already told you to stop that
AC: :33 < :[[
AC: :33 < i guess i forgot again!
AC: :33 < why are you sooooo boring Equius? games are fun!
CT: D--> They are unfitting of our b100d status.
AC: XOO < why does all that stuff matter to you so much! its stupid!
CT: D--> It is very important!
AC: no its not
CT: D--> It is the basis of our societal structure.
CT: D--> it tells us our place in life
AC: but it's wrong!
AC: im not beneath you!
CT: What
CT: No, Nepeta I didn’t mean
-- arsenicCatnip [AC] ceased trolling centaursTesticle [CT] --
CT: Shit

AN:

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I told myself that I was going to NOT WRITE ANYTHING ELSE until November was over. I tried. I really did. But oops. It happened anyway.

Anyway I really like EquiusNepeta. But I think it's important to show that not all relationships are perfect. There are problems with my writing, too. But if I pause to try and fix it before I post I will loose my nerve, I am just going to leave it for now.

No there is not another part to this. Unless you can convince me.

PS I would like to thank photobucket for helping me get the color codes.

[Wigmund]

The Final Fight

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It was the toughest fight either the kids or trolls had faced so far. Not surprising since they were fighting the Demon himself, Bec Noir.

It was a strange battle, occasionally the battlefield would shift to another world as the Demon's powers fired off randomly. First they were fighting on the trolls' asteroid base, then the kids' Skaian battlefield, then the ruins of Earth and now they were in what looked like a city straight from the prohibition era though the two moons overhead led the trolls to recognize that this was what became of their old homes.

They had landed in a complex green mansion that had obviously seen better days. Most of it was on fire and there were bullet-riddled corpses and clocks everywhere.

Bec Noir was too much for them. He easily repulsed any attempts to get at him. His blasts constantly sent everyone flying. Nepeta was sent into what looked like a wardrobe, her jacket was in flames.

But there was a replacement nearby.

The others had rallied themselves. But they knew it was a hopeless battle. Even Gamzee was worn down.

Bec Noir raised his bloodied hand into the air and smiled at his victims. The glow of the Black Queen's Ring cast a green-yellow glow over the distraught chums.

You all can't imagine how long I've waited for this. All that humiliation, all that pain. All that I went through due to you damned players is worth this moment of triumph!

He swept his sword to destroy everyone.

And nothing happened.

YOU WON'T BE DOING THAT DEMON.

Nepeta came out of the basement. An odd green coat with rainbow trimming was draped over her tiny frame. An air of quite power surrounded her.

YOU HAVE OVERSTEPPED YOURSELF JACK NOIR AND HAVE DESTROYED THE PURPOSE OF THE GAME.

SO NOW IT STANDS THAT I SHALL RECTIFY THIS SO THAT THE PROPER COURSE OF ALL THAT HAS HAPPENED SHALL PROCEED.

Who the fuck are you little girl?
You think you can defy me?
You think you can control my power?

HOW QUAINT. DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHO GRANTED THOSE POWERS THAT YOU WERE PROTOTYPED WITH?

THERE IS NO ONE OR NO THING THAT CAN STAND AGAINST ME!
EVEN THE HORRORTERRORS COWER FROM MY PRESENCE.

HA
THAT IS NOT HARD TO ACHIEVE, MANY OF THOSE MORTALS OVER THERE - INCLUDING THE ONE I AM USING TO CHANNEL A MERE FRACTION OF MY POWER THROUGH - CAUSE THE HORRORTERRORS TO COWER.

Shut the fuck up!
I'LL KILL YOU!

Bec Noir surged towards the glowing cat girl. She merely raised a hand in his direction.

YOU YAP TOO MUCH. PURRHAPS YOU NEED A NEW FURM.

Bec Noir was enveloped in lime green energy. His form changed.

Into something much smaller.

And much cuter.

WAN! WAN!
WAN! WAN!

THAT SUITS YOU MUCH BETTER.

grrrr

Nepeta looked over at her friends.
NOW I SHOULD LEAVE FOR I HAVE A UNIVERSE TO PURGE.
The coat lifted from her shoulders and disappeared. A confused cat girl was left standing in the middle of all the carnage.

:?? < Did something happen?
8OO < Where did this cute puppy come from!

wan! wan! grrr!

From the ruins of the mansion, four forms emerged.

Oh god, it's Jack again!
God I can't believe how much I hate all of you.
It's our Jack!
You have no idea how much I hate you specifically.
wan! wan! grr!
Puppy Noir ran towards Spades Slick, barking furiously. He stopped mid-stride.
And you, you son of a bitch! You deserve this.
He stomped down. Hard.
YIPE!
Hey, Clubs - I've got something for you to cook up.
I don't know about the others, but I'm starved.

That was silly and I'm sorry. But it was something that ran through my head earlier today while browsing the various Bec Noir fanarts.