MSPA Fanfiction III

[Ember]

Yeah, that's not a "typo." A "typo" is a slip of the fingers. This was a major slip of the brain. And I have some doubts about Karne's excuse given his history here.

But, whatever, Karne editted it out, and NC did her mea culpa, so I'm happy to let it drop.

[fishsicles]

I was reading through the thread. "Sollux dancing like one of those stereotypical earth homosexuals".

I am only slightly ashamed to admit that I lol'd, and less ashamed than I usually am when dealing with such things.

derp :|

.......

Oh, wow, so is Trolls ironically displaying prejudices about concepts that don't even exist in their culture going to be a thing now?

I don't like it.

this.

it's not really funny, or cute, or clever, or even all that interesting. it's not even in-character. the political correctness of it notwithstanding, it's just a cheap tactic and an obvious marker for low caliber, amateur writing. does it describe what you want to say? probably. does it fit? not at all. does it make you look bad? oh yeah.

let's all take a lesson from this.

Meh, I just found the non sequitur funny when I flipped through it. I tend not to overthink these sorts of things, save that for my programming. *slightly embarrassed*

...this is why I lurk...

Also, the mental image of Sollux dancing to Thriller is friggin' hilarious.

This is what I was trying to convey. I am not good with your earth human words at midnight. Now that I hopefully sound a bit less like a general ass

*runs back to nice friendly programming*

[Beep]

...D-d-derp? You guys, lets just ignore the bad stuff and get back to QUALITY fic writing.

Might I suggest something involving John doing the windy thing?

[ceruleanTresses]

You know what would be adorable, would be something with Tavros doing the windy thing. I saw a picture of that on the art thread, but I'm not sure if anyone did a fic of it.

[Quixotic]

You know what would be adorable, would be something with Tavros doing the windy thing. I saw a picture of that on the art thread, but I'm not sure if anyone did a fic of it.

I'm actually really curious about a lot of the troll's powers, since it's kind of been made clear that they probably have them just like the kids do. Aradia's is really the only one we've seen. And some of the troll's are a lot more ambiguous as to what they actually equate to in terms of super powers.

[ceruleanTresses]

Yeah! Like, what about Karkat? Since Dave is the Knight of Time and he's all time-powery, it stands to reason that Karkat's power would be related to the Blood thing rather than the Knight thing. So what would it be?

...I like to think he can shoot blood from his eyes, like a toad.

That, or the part of the name that's "dominant" varies depending on the player. It could be that Karkat's power is...Well, it's certainly not chivalry, at any rate. This is definitely fic fodder unless/until it gets answered in canon.

[FieryBlacksmith]

WE DON'T CARE ABOUT TIME OR SPACE OR MULTIDIMENSIONAL WEIRD PLOT SHIT. WE DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT THAT. FORCE YOURSELF DOWN A PATH YOU CHOOSE TO TAKE AND DO IT ALL YOURSELF. THAT'S THE WAY THE TROLLS ROLL!

This, or some sort of magic.

[Quixotic]

Yeah, Karkat's was the one I found most puzzling. How does "Blood" work? "Doom" is also kind of an ambiguous element. But yes, fic fodder for sure.

Hahaha, yeah, Karkat's is just spraying blood at people. Because he'd love that so much.

[neuroticIndecision]

Yeah! Like, what about Karkat? Since Dave is the Knight of Time and he's all time-powery, it stands to reason that Karkat's power would be related to the Blood thing rather than the Knight thing. So what would it be?

...I like to think he can shoot blood from his eyes, like a toad.

Hahaha, yeah, Karkat's is just spraying blood at people. Because he'd love that so much.

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BEEP BEEP MEOW MOTHERFUCKERS

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[geeP]

I kind of had the impression Vriska's laser eye luck stealing ability was her Thief of Light power (more Thief than Light). It's possible that she had it to begin with, but it wasn't ever really touched on. I would have thought that conventional Vision Eightfold only extended to x-ray vision.

[SkaianRedeemer]

If Vriska's powers are even a smidgen as Clover-esque as she seems to think they are, they're something she didn't have when Aradia found her. I'd say it's probably a (late) game power.

[egregiousBass]

@Wigmund: Shit, let's be tragedybuddies

@QuetzaDrake: It's okay, honey. Have a hug =P

@Skaian: "Wet Grublings - Because everyone else was made babysitting yourself look so adorable." You might want to fix that =P

[crash826]

If Vriska's powers are even a smidgen as Clover-esque as she seems to think they are, they're something she didn't have when Aradia found her. I'd say it's probably a (late) game power.

I think that as a dream self, she started with a clean slate luckwise and became freakishly lucky again. Remember, she had ALL THE LUCK until she smashed all those BLACK ORACLES and became the queen of misfortune.

[X15lm204]

So I discovered this thread - and Ao3's collection of Homestuck fanfic - this weekend, and my brain immediately began yelling "Ha ha, hope you didn't like thinking about things that aren't MSPA related!"

Since my brain decided that writing was more important than sleeping tonight, I figured I might as well delurk and share this.

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It is a simple thought, yet maddeningly tenacious. It has haunted you for hours as your companions bickered with and yelled at and cajoled and manipulated the aliens, hours that seem stretched into days as your senses meticulously record every minute detail of every moment and burn it permanently into your conciousness.

(Equius strived to make you perfect. You wonder, in your blackest moods, if he had any idea what he was doing. You certainly would have preferred to be built not having to remember watching him and the others die again and again before you reset in the more than four hundred failed Reckonings for the rest of your existence.)

As the days of the game stretched into sweeps for you and you alone, you made your control of time into a science. From painful experience you know the precise moment any turn of your music boxes' cranks will carry you to, can juggle hundreds of stable time loops without a single misstep, and can tell a doomed timeline from the alpha with a single glance. One gap in your understanding, however, remains.

How far back can you go?

Is it possible to jump back to before you became the Maid of Time? Can their even be said to be a point in time at which you assumed the mantle? Can you leave the bounds of the game session? Where does Alternia's time end and Skaia's begin, given your companions' memories of Prospit and Derse long before entry?

There is, of course, no benefit to leaving the game's temporal bounds. The alpha timeline cannot be changed, and the creation of a “better” new (d00med) one would be self-defeating. If there were some stable time loop to fulfill, surely there would be some evidence such that it would not (c0uld n0t) be ignored. Nevertheless the glaring hole in your knowledge will not fade from the forefront of your mind. Finally you succumb to the temptation to satisfy your reborn curiosity. After all, you have plenty of … time to kill.

(Archived video footage of Sollux putting on his glasses is accessed, played, and stopped. A brief inquiry as to what process recalled it and its intended function is interrupted and ended prior to completion.)

With a thought, you begin to wind your music boxes. For an infinitesimal moment you pause at the farthest point back you have ever travelled...before giving the crank a wild push and letting it come to rest where it will. Fate will decide where and when you arrive (it always d0es).

Time pulls at you with its familiar tug, and you find yourself sitting in your own hive.

It is intact.

It worked.

The state of your respiteblock is a surprising reminder of the fact that you were once alive, which you realize has not actively occurred to you in some time (tw0 sweeps f0urteen weeks six days twelve h0urs ribbit f0ur minutes thirteen sec0nds...). Your past self is absent. Her (y0ur) lusus is curled up on the floor, asleep. FLARP and Troll Indiana Jones cover the walls. Her whip lies forgotten on the floor, and her Crosbytop is abandoned displaying a Trollian conversation. You glance at the last line. You do not remember it, but the implications are clear.

Arrivederci, Megido.

It is time to leave the hive. You wonder (f0r the 272756th time 0n rec0rd) why fate feels the need to waste its perverse sense of humor on you.

Your (her) lusus wakes and watches you fly away, its eyes confused and curious. Ordinarily it would be bad to be seen when no one remembers you were there, but in a moment it won't matter (she d0esn't need to die for sgrub she did anyway it is inevitable).

Sollux floats across from you, eyes focussed downward (at y0u) and mind too clouded by the mind honey and Vriska's manipulation to take notice of your presence.

You reach for your music boxes but stop when you realize that you have no memory of this event. You have archived descriptions of it but they are entirely too vague due to their sources not witnessing it or being unwilling to discuss it (s0llux its 0k). You stay.

(n0 harm just 0ne more death seen th0usands like it)

He cries out and can't or won't hold it back any longer, and twin beams of destruction lance out towards her (y0u). You feel a tiny glimmer of awe at the red and blue lightshow; even dead and then a Sprite you will never match Sollux in sheer power. There is no possible way she could block him in a contest of wills. She (Y0U) is dead. You must leave before Sollux comes to his senses enough to see wait

Deep furrows are carved into the ground beside her, her hive collapses in flames, her lusus is silenced before she can finish her cry of terror but she is not dead. The boiling air bakes her skin, she moans in pain and terror and despair, and the beams pass right by with her in between.

How...?

Oh.

How clever.

You may never match Sollux in power, but you were always considerably better at subtle. Your past self has taken control of his eyes, and has made him just cross-eyed enough to miss. Of course, you already know the outcome. Soon enough, her concentration will break and she will be annihilated. It is only a matter of time.

Tick

Tick

Tick

She's...winning. You can see Sollux beginning to weaken and she can too her resolve is only getting stronger

(she's g0ing t0 make it N0 she can't I c0uld have saved it has t0 happen I can't d0 this t0 them it w0uld 0nly d00m them if y0u st0pped it why is this happening d0 it please it is inevitable n0 y0u must be fate's hand give them a chance y0u were wr0ng)

Despicable monster (wh0 am I t0 c0mment) though he was, Diamonds Droog was an excellent teacher in the art of subtle application of power, both how to use it and when. With less than an ounce of pressure applied over less than a second to precisely the right part of her brain, your past self is unconscious just long enough for Sollux to refocus.

It is over. The event is archived and the stable time loop maintained. You have no more reason to stay.

This is your duty, you think as you wind the crank of your music box. Without this, you would never have discovered Sgrub, or realized it needed to be brought to Sollux if you did, and your friends would have been trapped on Alternia, and they would never have grown so much playing the game, and you would never have seen them die again and again and again and had victory snatched away from you and had to hope the humans could fix the problem they created for you and

Enough.

Fate brings you to precisely where you are needed. It always has, and always will. That is all there is to say on the matter.

You are okay with this.

(atta girl)(DAMN Y0U)

So yeah I should probably stop looping Swing of the Clock for hours on end now.

[-Benedict]

Somebody break out the First Pwnst gif, stat! That was... super awesome, Aradia going back to ensure her own death... wow.

[Graven_Image]

Very very good. A few typoes here and there, but an incredibly compelling story.

[ceruleanTresses]

Yeah! Like, what about Karkat? Since Dave is the Knight of Time and he's all time-powery, it stands to reason that Karkat's power would be related to the Blood thing rather than the Knight thing. So what would it be?

...I like to think he can shoot blood from his eyes, like a toad.

Hahaha, yeah, Karkat's is just spraying blood at people. Because he'd love that so much.

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BEEP BEEP MEOW MOTHERFUCKERS

It's...It's so beautiful.

[Author]

WELL FUCK.
EVERYBODY ELSE IS ALL BEING FUCKING AWESOME AND I
GET STUCK WITH THE LAMEST SHIT OF ALL TIME.
FUCK YOU SKAIA.
JUST
FUCK YOU.

Actually I've been writing a fic for a while that does something outside of Sburb/grub with their abilities.

Something...

EEEVIL.

[raequiem]

So I discovered this thread - and Ao3's collection of Homestuck fanfic - this weekend, and my brain immediately began yelling "Ha ha, hope you didn't like thinking about things that aren't MSPA related!"

Since my brain decided that writing was more important than sleeping tonight, I figured I might as well delurk and share this.

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It is a simple thought, yet maddeningly tenacious. It has haunted you for hours as your companions bickered with and yelled at and cajoled and manipulated the aliens, hours that seem stretched into days as your senses meticulously record every minute detail of every moment and burn it permanently into your conciousness.

(Equius strived to make you perfect. You wonder, in your blackest moods, if he had any idea what he was doing. You certainly would have preferred to be built not having to remember watching him and the others die again and again before you reset in the more than four hundred failed reckonings for the rest of your existence.)

As the days of the game stretched into sweeps for you and you alone, you made your control of time into a science. From painful experience you know the precise moment any turn of your music boxes' cranks will carry you to, can juggle hundred of stable time loops without a single misstep, and can tell a doomed timeline from the alpha with a single glance. One gap in your understanding, however, remains.

How far back can you go?

Is it possible to jump back to before you became the Maid of Time? Can their even be said to be a point in time at which you assumed the mantle? Can you leave the bounds of the game session? Where does Alternia's time end and Skaia's begin, given your companions' memories of Prospit and Derse long before entry?

There is, of course, no benefit to leaving the game's temporal bounds. The alpha timeline cannot be changed, and the creation of a “better” new (d00med) one would be self-defeating. If there were some stable time loop to fulfill, surely there would be some evidence such that it would not (c0uld n0t) be ignored. Nevertheless the glaring whole in your knowledge will not fade from the forefront of your mind. Finally you succumb to the temptation to satisfy your reborn curiosity. After all, you have plenty of … time to kill.

(Archived video footage of Sollux putting on his glasses is accessed, played, and stopped. A brief inquiry as to what process recalled it and its intended function is interrupted and ended prior to completion.)

With a thought, you begin to wind your music boxes. For an infinitesimal moment you pause at the farthest point back you have ever travelled...before giving the crank a wild push and letting it come to rest where it will. Fate will decide where and when you arrive (it always d0es).

Time pulls at you with its familiar tug, and you find yourself sitting in your own hive.

It is intact.

It worked.

The state of your respiteblock is a surprising reminder of the fact that you were once alive, which you realize has not actively occurred to you in some time (tw0 sweeps f0urteen weeks six days twelve h0urs ribbit f0ur minutes thirteen sec0nds...). Your past self is absent. Her (y0ur) lusus is curled up on the floor, asleep. FLARP and Troll Indiana Jones cover the walls. Her whip lies forgotten on the floor, and her Crosbytop is abandoned displaying a Trollian conversation. You glance at the last line. You do not remember it, but the implications are clear.

Arrivederci, Megido.

It is time to leave the hive. You wonder (f0r the 272756th time 0n rec0rd) why fate feels the need to waste its perverse sense of humor on you.

Your (her) lusus wakes and watches you fly away, its eyes confused and curious. Ordinarily it would be bad to be seen when no one remembers you were there, but in a moment it won't matter (she d0esn't need to die for sburb she did anyway it is inevitable).

Sollux floats across from you, eyes focussed downward (at y0u) and mind too clouded by the mind honey and Vriska's manipulation to take notice of your presence.

You reach for your music boxes but stop when you realize that you have no memory of this event. You have archived descriptions of it but they are entirely too vague do to not witnessing it or being unwilling to discuss it (s0llux its 0k). You stay.

(n0 harm just 0ne more death seen th0usands like it)

He cries out and can't or won't hold it back any longer, and twin beams of destruction lance out towards her (y0u). You feel a tiny glimmer of awe at the red and blue lightshow; even dead and then a Sprite you will never match Sollux in sheer power. There is no possible way she could block him in a contest of wills. She (Y0U) is dead. You must leave before Sollux comes to his senses enough to see wait

Deep furrows are carved into the ground beside her, her hive collapses in flames, her lusus is silenced before she can finish her cry of terror but she is not dead. The boiling air bakes her skin, she moans in pain and terror and despair, and the beams pass right by with her in between.

How...?

Oh.

How clever.

You may never match Sollux in power, but you were always considerably better at subtle. Your past self has taken control of his eyes, and has made him just cross-eyed enough to miss. Of course, you already know the outcome. Soon enough, her concentration will break and she will be annihilated. It is only a matter of time.

Tick

Tick

Tick

She's...winning. You can see Sollux beginning to weaken and she can too her resolve is only getting stronger

(she's g0ing t0 make it N0 she can't I c0uld have saved it has t0 happen I can't d0 this t0 them it w0uld 0nly d00m them if y0u st0pped it why is this happening d0 it please it is inevitable n0 y0u must be fate's hand give them a chance y0u were wr0ng)

Despicable monster (wh0 am I t0 c0mment) though he was, Diamonds Droog was an excellent teacher in the art of subtle application of power, both how to use it and when. With less than an ounce of pressure applied over less than a second to precisely the right part of her brain, your past self is unconscious just long enough for Sollux to refocus.

It is over. The event is archived and the stable time loop maintained. You have no more reason to stay.

This is your duty, you think as you wind the crank of your music box. Without this, you would never have discovered Sgrub, or realized it needed to be brought to Sollux if you did, and your friends would have been trapped on Alternia, and they would never have grown so much playing the game, and you would never have seen them die again and again and again and had victory snatched away from you and had to hope the humans could fix the problem they created for you and

Enough.

Fate brings you to precisely where you are needed. It always has, and always will. That is all there is to say on the matter.

You are okay with this.

(atta girl)(DAMN Y0U)

So yeah I should probably stop looping Swing of the Clock for hours on end now.

If this doesn't deserve a First Pwnst, I don't know what does.

Really really good character study of Aradia - particularly how she's changed since she became a robot. I giggled at the glasses thing and winced when I figured out what has happening and what she was gonna do. That last line... *shiver*

[Graven_Image]

Crossover time. Yeah, you know you want it.

SCP-1025

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Item #: SCP-1025

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-1025-1 through SCP-1025-12 are to be kept in standard 10x10x10m cells. Furnishings are to be limited to one (1) steel-frame bed and one (1) personal computer, unconnected to any network.

No contact between subjects is permitted. Any personnel found facilitating communications between subjects will be immediately downgraded to D-class or terminated, depending on the subjects involved.

Subjects are to be fed as standard, 3 times per day. No communication is permitted during the delivery.

SCP-1025-13-24 are to be kept in the Armory at Site-XX and can be accessed by any field personnel filing a request to O5-X. SCP-1025-15, SCP-1025-20, and SCP-1025-23 have thus far shown the best results.

Description: SCP-1025 is a heretofore unknown race, calling itself "Troll." The most common traits among this race appears to be a greyish pallor of the skin, orange horns, and universally black hair.

Multiple disrepancies have been found among even these traits, as well as several others, including nocturnal behavior, [DATA EXPUNGED], blood color, and intelligence.

SCP-1025-1 through SCP-1025-12 claim to be the last surviving members of this race, after their homeworld of "Alternia" was destroyed by what appears to be an XK-class end-of-the-world scenario brought on by a specimen of SCP-XXX. The subjects claim not to know where said instances of SCP-XXX are, but questioning will continue.

SCP-1025-4 claims to be their leader, although queries into this among the other subjects has cast this into doubt. Several other subjects have claimed to be the true leader, leading Dr. XXXXXXX to posit that there is no true leader among SCP-1025-1 through 12 and SCP-1025 as a whole is naturally anarchic.

Testing on subjects has commenced.

Addendum 1025a: Following Incident 1025-1, all personal belongings are to be confiscated from subjects and classified as Euclid. Incident 1025-1 involved SCP-1025-8 nearly escaping Site-XX via use of what is now classfied SCP-1025-20, an otherwise ordinary set of [DATA EXPUNGED]. SCP-1025-13 through 24 are to be interred in the Armory pending investigation.

Addendum 1025b: As of Incident 1025-2, subjects' furnished computers are to be checked on a bi-weekly basis for foreign software. SCP-1025-3 has been found installing what appears to be an instant messaging client called XXXXXXXX, functioning despite the complete lack of wireless signals and wired connections. A copy of the client's data has been copied and has been classified under SCP-XXXX.

Addendum 1025c: As of this writing, Incident 1025-3 has been ongoing for three days. SCP-1025-3, SCP-1025-8, and SCP-1025-1 have been reported as showing previously unknown abilities, including telekinesis, induction of somnia, [DATA EXPUNGED], and unassisted flight. All traces of SCP-1025 are now missing.

SCP-1025-1 through 12 are now classified as Keter until further notice. Planetwide search is in progress.

[raequiem]

Graven: FFFFFFFFYES. I like this a lot.

[lucidSeraph]

Crossover time. Yeah, you know you want it.

SCP-1025

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Item #: SCP-1025

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-1025-1 through SCP-1025-12 are to be kept in standard 10x10x10m cells. Furnishings are to be limited to one (1) steel-frame bed and one (1) personal computer, unconnected to any network.

No contact between subjects is permitted. Any personnel found facilitating communications between subjects will be immediately downgraded to D-class or terminated, depending on the subjects involved.

Subjects are to be fed as standard, 3 times per day. No communication is permitted during the delivery.

SCP-1025-13-24 are to be kept in the Armory at Site-XX and can be accessed by any field personnel filing a request to O5-X. SCP-1025-15, SCP-1025-20, and SCP-1025-23 have thus far shown the best results.

Description: SCP-1025 is a heretofore unknown race, calling itself "Troll." The most common traits among this race appears to be a greyish pallor of the skin, orange horns, and universally black hair.

Multiple disrepancies have been found among even these traits, as well as several others, including nocturnal behavior, [DATA EXPUNGED], blood color, and intelligence.

SCP-1025-1 through SCP-1025-12 claim to be the last surviving members of this race, after their homeworld of "Alternia" was destroyed by what appears to be an XK-class end-of-the-world scenario brought on by a specimen of SCP-XXX. The subjects claim not to know where said instances of SCP-XXX are, but questioning will continue.

SCP-1025-4 claims to be their leader, although queries into this among the other subjects has cast this into doubt. Several other subjects have claimed to be the true leader, leading Dr. XXXXXXX to posit that there is no true leader among SCP-1025-1 through 12 and SCP-1025 as a whole is naturally anarchic.

Testing on subjects has commenced.

Addendum 1025a: Following Incident 1025-1, all personal belongings are to be confiscated from subjects and classified as Euclid. Incident 1025-1 involved SCP-1025-8 nearly escaping Site-XX via use of what is now classfied SCP-1025-20, an otherwise ordinary set of [DATA EXPUNGED]. SCP-1025-13 through 24 are to be interred in the Armory pending investigation.

Addendum 1025b: As of Incident 1025-2, subjects' furnished computers are to be checked on a bi-weekly basis for foreign software. SCP-1025-3 has been found installing what appears to be an instant messaging client called XXXXXXXX, functioning despite the complete lack of wireless signals and wired connections. A copy of the client's data has been copied and has been classified under SCP-XXXX.

Addendum 1025c: As of this writing, Incident 1025-3 has been ongoing for three days. SCP-1025-3, SCP-1025-8, and SCP-1025-1 have been reported as showing previously unknown abilities, including telekinesis, induction of somnia, [DATA EXPUNGED], and unassisted flight. All traces of SCP-1025 are now missing.

SCP-1025-1 through 12 are now classified as Keter until further notice. Planetwide search is in progress.

This is great, though I still think they'd be Euclid class, not Keter. they're dangerous, sure, but not actively malicious/world destroying, which is what Keter is usually reserved for.

[FieryBlacksmith]

Rating all of them Keter is a bit too much. Aradia, Sollux, Vriska and Equius fall under this class, but Eridan? Karkat? Nepeta? Not as much.



Holy shit. SCP-1025-2 VS SCP-682.

[Graven_Image]

I would think they would be on the whole classified as keter given that the Foundation had so little time to work with them. It's possible that those four colored their perceptions a bit.

And, let's face it, the Foundation can be a little quick to jump the gun at times.

[QuetzaDrake]

Haha, and I just started reading through the SCPs, too. Awesome.