TROLL!COPS: The AU

[zebtrestalala]

Good stuff. I just have a question, real quick. Is the real Dave Strider not involved with the Strider Mafia? Because if not then I'll just have to ignore that in my fic.

Also, Christy, that picture you drew was AWESOME! Thanks! That captures that scene so well!

Wigmund, I've only seen the first Die Hard so I don't really remember how the movie went but the fic was good at least!
Also, I dunno, I just don't really know how OOC Eridan acts in the Troll Cops world. While being raised by problem sleuth is a good origin story, I think it just fits better if he was tutored by him.

[kaoticAntagonist]

Planning on a Droog fic and a follow-up to the Vris-Tav Candlelight mind-control hate date.

[gingerale]

Phew! Finished reading! Looks like we'll be hearing from this guy again later. Hehehe. ^^

[Wigmund]

You can never keep Alan Rickman down.

[lakobie]

Hai guys. I've been thinking a lot and been trying to force myself to sit down and write something to put here but its been hard. I think im gonna take a little break from doing current stuff and write something about my headcannon past about the Trolls, starting with the cops.
HERE WE GO
The Past (Cops) part 1

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Two criminals ran swiftly through the woods.
They had been on the run for the past few hours, using the woods in an attempt to throw off local authorities, an attempt that was working. As time passed they slowed their run, feeling sure that they had lost their pursuers. They paused to catch their breath and to gloat over their prize.
C1: So what is this thing again?
C2: Its a dragon egg moron, do you know how rare these things are? These things are worth near millions on the blackmarket
C1: So basically if we sell this... we're set for life?
C2: Hell yeah thats the idea, we'll be livin up the high life getting whatever we want. Heh cant believe it was so easy to steal this thing
C1: Easy? Ricky died gettin shot by those cops, and James got eaten by the fully grown dragon.
C2: Oh come on would you really want to have to split the money with those dopes? More for us!
C1: Yeah your right, so where do we sell this?
C2: I know a guy a few towns over. We get there with this and our lives are golden.
C1: HA! and my teachers always said I'd amount to nothin, who need hard work when you can just sell a stupid egg!
C2: HaHa yeah...... hang on did you hear that?

The two men looked around searching for the noise the second one had heard. Eventually the first man spotted something and pointed. The figure, a small troll girl wearing a black shirt with a teal libra symbol on it walked out, with her a small metal red and white cane. The little girl looked defiantly at the men.

GC: H4 1V3 C4UGHT YOU BOTH R3D H4ND3D
GC: YOUV3 GOT TWO OPT1ONS 31TH3R TURN YOURS3LV3S 1N OR 1 SH4LL BR1NG YOU TO JUST1C3 MYS3LF
C1: haha you hear that? little girl thinks she can turn us over to the cops
C2: hahaahahahhhaah oh thats rich. alright girly heres how its gonna go down, im gonna rough you up a bit and you promise to not tell anyone you've seen us. until you make that promise im gonna keep hittin yah get it?

The man slowly walked towards the little girl, attempting to look as menacing as possible. Unfortunately for the man, the girl wasn't one to be intimidated. Once he got close enough she lashed out at him, smashing him in the face with her cane and causing him to fall over in both pain and shock. The girl was quick and used momentary surprise attack to smash the other criminal in the knees. She grabbed the egg and attempted to dash off. The criminal the girl had hit in the face however had quickly recovered and out ran the girl with ease. When he grabbed the back of the girl's shirt the jolt cause her to lose grip on the egg, which began to bounce around before finally rolling down a nearby hill.

C2: NO DAMNIT!
C1: Oh God that was our ticket to the good life!
C2: Bah we'll just have to go searching for that damn egg later, hoping that its not broken from that fall.
GC: L33M3 GO YOU J3RK
C1: Whatta we do with her? Wanna chuck her down the cliff with the egg?
C2: Oh believe me I'd love to, but i have something better in mind, follow me to that clearing we passed a little ways back and bring some rope. Goddamn bitch got me in the eye and im gonna return the favor.
GC: I S41D L3T M3 GO
C2: Hey troll kid you like Justice and all that crap dontcha? Well haven't you heard the saying Justice is blind?!
C1: So what yah gonna do to her?
C2: Why Billy its high noon, Im just gonna show our justice loving friend the light if you catch my drift! Now help me hold her still
GC: NO L3T GO! STOP 1T.
C2: Shut up.

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Outside the forest several cops and one hardboiled detective had lost the trail. The forest was deep and extended in many directions, figuring out where the perps were was gonna be tough with out some kind of clue.
The hardboiled detective's sharp hearing suddenly heard screaming in the distance. A little girl? The detective barely thought out his next actions, barking out a few commands to the cops around him and dashing off into the woods in the direction of the screams.
He just hoped he got there before it was too late.

Well thats all for now. and unlike the other things i wrote and said i'd finish my next few writings will actually be finishing this up, may take a few more posts though.


I think Wigumd's rubbing off on me :X

[Wigmund]

Wow Lakobie, I had Terezi go blind because she looked at The Green Sun explosion that destroyed most of Alternia City about 15 years before in The Disaster.

Your version is darker...eek...It's nice to see I have a malign influence on people

[supersandvich]

I finished reading all of these, and they are all great! You are all great!

It would be cool if one of the stories involved jaspers.

[Vasch]

Hi, I love this thread and you guys are amazing ;-;
This is my first time fanart-ing for anything seriously so please forgive me for my various flaws in this pic.
And I really suck at guns.

[mythmonster2]

Bluh, don't know why I'm doing such short parts. But I'm back at something I like better: Cal beating up Dave.
Cal Part 3, 2, 1

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Dave arrived at the Strider mansion and took a second to regain his cool. There was no way he could freak out in front of all his future selves, even if they all had gone through this same thing before. He clutched his stomach and pushed in where Cal had punched him. Immediately he regretted it; that was one of the hardest strikes he had ever been hit by, and he had once been given a pat on the back by John. He still took a deep breath, pushed up his sunglasses and walked over to his room, letting no emotion show on his face. As soon as he closed the door on the other side, he turned on the dummy still lying on his bed.

“Fuck you Cal. I don’t know how you did that, but you ain’t welcome here anymore.” He noticed his native Texas drawl was slipping in. He didn’t care. Cal had to be punished. “You’re goin’ straight into the attic, where you’ll make great friends with some termites who would just love to eat that shit-eating grin right off your face.”

He carried the dummy with his arm far extended, as if he was carrying a bag of garbage. He climbed up the four flights of stairs to the attic, and he set Cal down as he let down the staircase, keeping a careful eye to make sure the puppet didn’t sucker-punch him again. Cal just lied there, sprawled on the floor as if he hadn’t just come to life half an hour ago. As soon as the staircase came down, Dave picked him up and threw him as far as he could. He fumbled in his pocket for the padlock he had brought from one of the storerooms, looking down as he did so. Then he was blown back, the lock falling from his pocket and making a loud noise as it clattered on the floor.

“You think you can just lock me up here?” Cal’s voice was no longer had any trace of joking in it, as it did in the alleyway. Now it was filled with malice and hate.

“I expected you’d pull something like this, Cal.” Dave pulled out Caledscratch, a gift from Don Dave. “That’s why you’re not catching me off guard this time.” Dave turned the dial on the hilt, extending the blade, and struck out with enough speed to catch even the most reactive of people off-guard. But somehow, Cal just stepped to the side and grabbed Dave by the collar. Dave stared in horror. He had never seen anyone, not even Bro, move that fast before.

“You can’t touch me, Dave.” Cal delivered an uppercut to Dave’s chin. To Dave’s credit, he landed on his feet and delivered another slash towards Cal, but the dummy almost seemed to teleport back. His voice, filled with hatred and grating on Dave’s ear, continued.

“Now, what was this about a ring I heard? Twelve orbs? That actually sounds remarkably like a bauble I found somewhere.” Cal pulled out something from his under his hat and held it clenched in his fist. “Tell me Dave,” he opened his fist, “would this be that ring?”

Dave couldn’t help but gasp. It was exactly like the ring at S.E.E.R. The metal was the same mysterious black and the orbs seemed to be pearl. The only difference was there were twelve smaller orbs attached to the ring rather than four large ones.

“So it seems you’ve lost your insufferable poker face, hmm? I wonder what would happen if a certain Diamonds Droog were to get a hold of this ring… Hee hee hee.”

Dave’s hand went to his sword again, but he was interrupted by Cal again.

“Oh no, I won’t give it to him now. I want to play with you. If you cannot stop me by midnight tonight, I will deliver this ring to Droog. And then this city will burn. And it will be all. Your. Fault.”

Dave lunged at Cal, who flash-stepped… No, thought Dave, he actually teleported out of the way.

“I’ll be in the mountains if you need me. See you later, Dave. HA HA HA!” Cal gave one last laugh. A lightning bolt struck outside. Cal vanished. Dave looked all around before running down the staircase, not even bothering to close it behind him. He needed to inform everyone. Everyone.

About an hour later, a paradox Dave noticed the attic staircase was down. He decided he might as well climb up; see whatever was going on up there. The only things he saw were Lil Cal, sprawled near the entrance as if thrown, a padlock on the floor, and a few drops of blood. As he pulled up the staircase, the paradox Dave could only pity what Alpha was going through right now.

“Rose.”

“Ah, hello Strider. You left in a hurry from the meeting.”

“Shut it. This is important. This is gonna sound crazy, but Cal’s alive. He has the ring. The twelve orb one. He showed it to me himself. Said if I don’t stop him by midnight, he’s gonna give it to Droog. Call the others. We need them. He’s in the mountains.” Dave paused for a second. “Rose. Rose. You there?”

“I’m sorry Dave, but I have a hard time believing this story.”

“IT FUCKING HAPPENED. He punched me in the gut, hell I’ve got a nosebleed right now from when he sucker-punched me in the face!”

“Dave. Have you noticed any blurry vision, lately?”

“What does that have to do with anything?”

“Answer the question, please.”

Dave paused and looked up for a second. Now that she mentioned it, he was having some blurry vision. He had to squint to make out the mirror on the other side of the room.

“Yeah, so?”

“Dave, this is not leading up to something good. You had bags under your eyes, you were shivering, you're dizzy, you have blurred vision, and now your puppet is trying to kill you?"

Dave stopped for a second as the words clicked in his head.

“Oh fuck no. Rose, you do not think I’ve been trippin’ on LSD or some shit like that.”

“I was only inquiring. All the symptoms are there. It may not even be a voluntary drug, perhaps administered in your sleep by an agent.”

“I can put my hand on my chin and feel the cut he left. I can look in the mirror and see the blood dripping. I am not hallucinating. Cal is alive. I don’t know how, but he is. He’s going to end the city to get back at me. You have to believe me.”

There was silence on the other end for a few seconds. Finally, Rose replied, with a tone of unease.

“Very well. I must believe you, if only for the possibility this city is in danger. We shall meet at the city limit on WQ Street. The wilderness is not far from there. For our sake, I hope this is only a hallucination.”

“Believe me, I want to too. But he’s real.”

And with that he hung up and went out to his car. It had started pouring; just what they needed. Lightning struck as he began driving off towards the edge of the city. He had to find Cal. He had to stop him.

[lakobie]

Wow Lakobie, I had Terezi go blind because she looked at The Green Sun explosion that destroyed most of Alternia City about 15 years before in The Disaster.

Your version is darker...eek...It's nice to see I have a malign influence on people

ahhhhh did you like it? Was it too much?
If that was too much then maybe i should stop it gets worse (AAAAAAAHHHHH imaterribleperson)
I... I think ill still write the whole thing, I havent even gotten to Sollux Aridia or Equius yet, and the next update will contain happy dream dragon shenanigans.

AGHIASJDFSIOJFASIOFJAISOFJDSIAFJDSIFJOASDIFJSODIFJ ASOIFJ

[Wigmund]

No, it was perfect. It's your headcanon you're writing here, I'll probably steal elements of it in my own future stuff. Keep writing, I need stuff to steal...I mean enjoy...

@mythmonster: Can't wait to see the resolution to this.

[Wigmund]

A fic starring the Karkat Gang...
Kat's Tale

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15 years ago, about 2 weeks after The Green Sun Disaster
The red-blooded boy trudged through the debris-covered alleyways of The Settlements, angrily kicking at anything that got in his way. He had just run away from an orphanage the city was crowding the child survivors of Hiveburg in. He didn't want to be there, he didn't want any more parents. Not after the ones he thanked gog for losing in that explosion.

He gazed at the ground as he walked along. The Disaster, that was what the grown-ups were calling it, had killed his 'family', killed most everyone he knew, except for the girl who liked to torment him...he missed her. The last time he saw her was when those medics found them near the edge of the disaster area. Some girl about his age was bandaging up Terezi's eyes and they took her off in a helicopter while some search-and-rescue assholes dragged him off to a holding orphange.

He didn't want to go with them, he wanted to stay with Terezi. She was blinded.

She needed his help.

They didn't listen to him, no one ever listened to him.

Karkat stopped and sniffed the air. Something was dead down here. That smell was everywhere across the city, but particularly strong here. He looked around until he found a lusus corpse. Something tiger-like he figured, dead for awhile. Covered in those lesions he'd seen on other lusus corpses.

He shrugged and started to walk on. He didn't give a fuck about the lusci, he never had one. Too poor. He had asked his father for one and all he got was a beating for it. So Karkat just made do with a stuffed crab doll Terezi had given him...until his father found that and burned it telling him that he shouldn't play with toys for girls.

Karkat choked back tears at the bitter memories, but then he tripped over something covered in newspapers.

"GOG FUCKING DAMMIT!" He got up and brushed away the papers to find what had tripped him, but stopped and retreated back a couple of steps when he found someone there.

"WHO ARE YOU?"

No response, he walked up and prodded the body with his shoe, "ARE YOU DEAD?"

He nearly leapt out of his skin when the body moved slightly and muttered something. He got down on his knees and pulled the body out from underneath the debris covering it. A girl, a little troll girl with rather oversized horns clutching a large blue cat doll. The girl barely opened her eyes and tried to turn her head to look at him, but was too weak to do so but seemed to satisfy herself with uttering something, "...mew..."

"OH GOG I DON'T NEED THIS," Karkat dropped the girl and started to leave the alleyway, but turned back around to glance at her again. She had tried to crawl after him. She was staring at him with her big eyes, all but pleading for his help.

He glared at her, and back at the alley entrance. He sighed and ran off. The girl just dropped her head, she would have cried if she wasn't so weak. It just hurt too much anymore.

What seemed like an eternity later, she could hear someone walking towards her. She tried to prop herself up, but couldn't. She hurt too much. She was too hungry. She was cold and wet and she missed Pounce who stopped moving a long time ago and started to stink. She tried to keep the rats from biting Pounce, but she wasn't good at that. She could only flail at them, but they just ignored her.

The foot steps got closer and stopped right next to her. She felt a pair of hands roll her over and stick something in her mouth.

"Try to eat this. I also got some water. Please eat. Don't die on me girl..."

She took a bite of what she found out was bread and swallowed it. Then the boy lifted a container of water to her lips and helped her drink from it slowly.

"Don't drink or eat too fast, you'll just make yourself sicker. Take it easier. I'm here. I'm going to help you."

She looked up at him and smiled. She found someone that was going to protect her. She was going to love him forever.

"...thank you..."


...10 years ago...
The two ran through the streets, trying to evade the shopkeeper they had just stolen some food from. They wanted to stay away from him. If he caught them, it be back into another orphanage for the both of them.

They didn't want that.

They wanted to live free.

They stopped in a darkened alcove and waited. Nothing, the shopkeeper had given up chasing them. The city was full of kids like them, stealing what they could to survive. The police would just round them up occassionally and send them to the disaster orphanages - or worse, send them elsewhere in the country to people looking to adopt children of their own.

Karkat and Nepeta didn't want to be split up like that, they lost so much 5 years ago. They didn't want to lose each other. They were like siblings, Karkat thought. Nepeta was the replacement of the little sister he had lost so long ago. The girl who depended on him for protection from their drunken abusive parents.

When they felt the coast was clear, they left the alcove and took a turn down a side street.

Only to wish they hadn't.

There was blood everywhere.

On the walls, on the street, on the boy curled up in the middle of the carnage.

There were probably three bodies, but the state they were in made it hard to tell.

"OH GOG, WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED HERE?" Karkat stepped gingerly into the bloody mess to reach the boy. Nepeta stayed out of it, pacing along the edge of the crusted pool watching her protector nervously.

"CAN YOU HEAR ME? OR ARE YOU FUCKING STUPID OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT?" Karkat walked up to the boy and reached out for him. The boy's attention went from being nowhere to being focused solely upon Karkat. Those eyes. He saw what had happened to these people. He got to watch it and from the cuts on his body, whoever did this probably didn't know there were any survivors.

"Oh gog...hey, if you want to...you can come with us, we'll help you," Karkat reached out hesitantly to the boy, "We'll help each other."

The boy just stared at him. But then he reached out to Karkat's hand and took it. He pulled himself up and then hugged the boy who had just offered to help him.

"LET GO! LET GO, LET GO! YOU'RE GETTING BLOOD ALL OVER ME!"

The terrified boy released Karkat from the hug, but still grasped his hand. Karkat looked down at that and sighed, "Alright, follow me. We'll get you cleaned up first."

With that, he led the boy out of the bloody alleyway, Nepeta trailing behind them.

...6 years ago...
Karkat watched the man from the shadows. He had something valuable in his pocket, Karkat could see the way he nervously jingled it around there. If it was particularly valuable, maybe Karkat, Nepeta and Gamzee wouldn't be going hungry tonight.

When the man walked by the shadows Karkat was crouched in, the troll leapt out, knocked the man down and stole the item he was jingling around. Karkat bolted down another alleyway, running for his life.

"What the fuck!? Hey, give that back asshole!"

Until he tripped over something.

A red and white cane.

"Don't you know 1t's not n1c3 to t4k3 th1ngs th4t don't b3long to you?" Karkat's ears perked up and he rolled over to look up at his attacker.

A fucking cop...but she was blind...she was...

"Terezi?"

The cop stopped and for lack of a better description stared at him, she sniffed nervously, "...K4rk4t?.."

Karkat got up to his feet, dropped the item he had been trying to steal and ran off. Terezi didn't follow him, instead she was just standing there in the alley, teal streaks started to emerge from underneath her red shades.

Karkat managed to make it a block or two away before he collapsed. He curled up into a ball and began to sob.

...3 years ago...
Karkat realized he was in over his head as soon as he sat down in the limosine. This was too good a deal.

For a bit of work, he and his friends were going to be guaranteed a place to live and a steady food supply.

He should have looked at the fine print of the blood contract and noticed that the price was his and his friend's souls.

But it was too late for that.

Karkat looked up at his benefactor and forced himself to smile as the man told the young man of his plans.

No one ever broke a contract with Mr. Pupa. Not if they wanted to stay alive.

And most definitely not if they wanted to keep those they cared about alive.

Especially when Mr. Pupa handed over one of his Skaian artifacts over to Karkat, "gIVE THIS TO THE, uH, gIRL. i THINK SHE'LL ENJOY THE JOKE."

...1 year ago...
Karkat was numb from the jobs Mr. Pupa would send them on. His concious was weighing too heavily upon him.

They weren't performing these crimes because they needed to find a way, any way, to survive. They were the lackeys of the city's most powerful and dangerous criminal.

He had to do something, something to counteract these feelings of guilt.

Karkat dug up an old hoodie that he stopped wearing a long time ago and also some of his old sickles. He crafted a suit and showed it off to his companions.

"XDD < Karkat's a weasel!"

The name stuck, but Karkat found a new calling.

...1 month ago...
Karkat watched with horror when the girl he had rescued nearly fifteen years earlier was cut down by their mysterious attacker. And he was just as surprised when their attacker ran off when he confronted her.

He waited numbly in the hospital, waiting for word about Nepeta's condition. Only to be relieved when he was told she was safe and would be fine besides an ugly scar across her stomach.

He didn't know what to do when he saw their attacker in Nepeta's hospital room. He really didn't know what to do when she kissed him. He just blushed furiously when Nepeta weakly mentioned that she was going to update that shipping chart she kept drawing on their apartment walls in red jam.

Later, he would run into the vigilante again. This time, instead of fighting, she made out with him.

They would meet several times like that. Never doing anything serious, just her coyly tormenting and teasing him, with him always returning, looking for something more, something more than lust. Something he came to realize, he wasn't going to find with her.

So he started to avoid her.

She didn't like that.

...Last Night...
It was all a blur after he realized Nepeta had downed that Swamp Wizard.

He vaguely remembered talking to Gamzee, though he distinctly remembered the subject.

Nepeta...loved him? Not as a brother or a protector, but as someone she genuinely wanted to be with and love?

Gamzee was shocked that Karkat couldn't see it. Apparently Nepeta had been sending signals for years and Karkat didn't notice. Maybe he didn't want to. The shipping charts, the taunting whenever Karkat ran into a pretty girl who expressed any sort of interest in him, everything - it was all Nepeta expressing her jealousy that he wasn't noticing her.

He hadnit noticed that she'd grown up. That she was beautiful and loved him.

He remembered her fighting Maggie. She had enough from the woman who tormented her Karkat. Then somehow that became a fight in pudding due to the machinations of a bar owner who didn't want to see any more property damage and wanted to pull a profit from having two women fight in his bar.

Karkat remember her winning, walking up to him proudly, lifting him up into the air...when did she grow so much taller than him?..and proclaiming that he was hers.

Then it all went black.

...This morning...
Karkat woke up and was shocked to find Nepeta curled up on top of him.

He slowly pulled himself out from underneath her and looked around their apartment nervously. Karkat walked into the kitchen, opened the fridge and grabbed a leftover piece of meat to munch on for breakfast. He smiled at the bottle of clear liquid marked "In Case of Emergency, Give To Nepeta" that rested in the back.

Gamzee was already up, watching some children's program on public access while eating his sopor pies. Apparently that made them even more enjoyable Karkat figured.

"HeY tHeRe My MoThErFuCkInG bRo! SlEeP wElL?" Gamzee beamed at Karkat with his usual stupified smile.

Karkat looked nervously at Gamzee and then back at his bed where Nepeta was still curled up, in the same garments she had worn when she beat up the Magpie.

"Gamzee..."
"YeAh?"
"Did anything happen between Nepeta and myself after we left the bar last night?"
"WhY tHe FuCk YoU aSkInG mE? DoN't YoU rEmEmBeR?"
"No, that's why I'm asking if ANYTHING happened between me and Nepeta."

"WhAt Do YoU mEaN, aNyThInG? YoU wAnT tO kNoW iF yOu AnD nEpEtA..."
Gamzee stopped, shook his head and stared clear-eyed at his friend.
"WhY tHe FuCk YoU aSkInG tHaT? Of-FuCkInG-cOuRsE nOtHiNg LiKe ThAt HaPpEnEd. We GoT hOmE aNd YoU jUsT wEnT sTrAiGhT tO bEd. I gUeSs NePeTa DeCiDeD tO cUrL uP oN tOp Of YoU aT sOmE pOiNt."
Karkat breathed a sigh of relief.
"Good. I didn't want something like to happen between us this way," He turned so he could watch Nepeta sleep on his bed, "I want to-"

He jumped back when Nepeta suddenly sat upright in his bed, her tail fuzzed and then she bolted for the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind her.

Karkat and Gamzee ran up to the door, only to back up when they could hear her retch horribly into the toilet. Poor girl, not only did alcohol turn her into a raving sociopathic brawler, it also ran through her system and did horrible things to her stomach the following day.

"Are you alright Nepeta?" Karkat called through the door, he got a grunt of pain in response.
"Why did you drink that Swamp Wizard last night?"
">(( < Urk..."
"You know that's why we don't let you drink alcohol."
"XPP < I know..."
"Do you want to hold off visiting the zoo until tomorrow?"
"X(( < Uggghhh...I don't f33l good...but I want to gooooo"
"We'll wait until tomorrow. You'll feel better."
":?? < umm, Karkat?"
"Yes?"
":?? < Why am I wearing underw33r?"
Karkat choked and gasped for air while Gamzee burst out laughing.
":(( < And why do I smell like pudding?"

A/N:

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Hope you all enjoyed that. I'm going to do something similar with Terezi, Sollux and the others as well.

I wanted to start with the Karkat gang since I figured it be the longest story.

[gingerale]

Wigmuuuuund! First you break my heart in the beginning and then you make me laugh in glee by the end. You evil, wonderful person! ;_;

[sebastian]

YEEESSSS!!! More Wigmund Fanfic goodness. So delicious.

[lakobie]

ffffff ur stuffs really good wigmund

okay heres some more shitty writing back story
The Past (Cops) part 2

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Mr and Mrs Pyrope walked hurriedly into the hospital. As the ran towrds the room they were told to go to, they spotted the private eye Sleuth standing at the door. He moved to speak with them.
MRGC: Sl3uth t3ll m3 what happ3n3d. What happ3n3d to our daught3r?
MRSGC: Ple4se... is she 4lright?
PS: ...We were tracking dangerous criminals who had stolen a rare and valuable dragon egg.
PS: We lost the trail but.... your daughter picked up where we left off apparently and tried to stop them.
PS: Shes alive but.... im sorry I didn't run faster....
PS: She was... blinded, they tortured her by forcing her to stare at the sun till her eyes burnt out.
PS: Ironicly it was her screams that lead us to them. Im so sorry. I feel it was my ineptitude that led to this.
MRGC: No.... no it was not your fault.
MRSGC: C4n we 4t le4st see our d4ughter?
PS: I... your gonna have to wait till the nurse comes out and give the okay...

At that moment the nurse walked out of the room. Both Mr and Mrs Pyrope looked to her for confirmation. The nurse turned to them and nodded slowly. Both parents rushed into the room, followed closely by Sleuth. The parents were shocked when they saw the state of their daughter's eyes

PS: That was probably a bad moment to decide to take the bandages off...
MRGC: Oh my gog....
MRSGC: Terezi.... Terezi c4n you he4r me?
GC: MOM, D4D, 1S TH4T YOU?
GC: 1 C4NT S33 YOU
GC: WHY 1S 1T SO D4RK...
MRGC: T3r3zi your... w3ll your
GC: BL1ND?
GC: TH3Y S41D TH4T.
GC; BUT 1TS JUST D4RK R1GHT?
GC: TH3 L1GHT W1LL GO ON R1GHT?
GC: JUST TURN TH3 L1GHT ON
GC: WHY WONT TH3 STUP1D L1GHT GO ON!!!!
GC: WHY 1S 1T SO D4RK!!!!!!
GC: 1 DONT W4NT 1T TO B3 TH1S D4RK FOR3V3R TURN ON YOU STUP1D L1GHT!!!!!!!!!
GC: JUST....just.....just turn on.......

Terezi began to cry. Opaque teal tears rolled down her cheeks. Her mother, also in tears, leaned over to comfort her.

MRSCG: Terezi ple4se dont cry.
GC: 1 DUN W4NN4 CRY...
GC: 1T HURTS TO CRY
GC: 1T HURTS SO MUCH.
GC: STUP1D 3Y3S, TH3Y ST1LL HURT BUT TH3Y DONT W4NN4 WORK
GC: STUP1D 3Y3S.
GC: STUP1D 3Y3S FOR 4 DUMB G1RL........
MRCG: T3r3zi you ar3 not stupid!
MRCG: Just pl3as3 promis3 m3 you wont do som3thing r3ckl3ss like that again.
MRCG: Thos3 m3n could hav3 tak3n you away from us... for3v3r so pl3as3.
GC: OF COURS3 D4D. *SNIIF* 1 PROM1S3.

Oh look i lied no happy dragon shenanigans OOPS to be fair i wrote a lot more than i thought i would. I'll type up the next part in an hour or two just wanna take a break 0.o
inb4 tears.

actually ill just write it when i wake up tommorow sleep's kickin in

[mythmonster2]

Oh my. My heart, it has been touched. Continue this excellent work at once.

[Deeum]

Everytime I add a new name to the OP, my heart gets a little bigger.

Sorry for taking so long to update it. I need to get to drawing more stuff for it really soon.

[super_aceX]

*delurks*

Just thought I'd drop off these sprites I made for the Karkat Gang

Karkat

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Nepeta

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Gamzee

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Edit @Locfos It's just the way I imagined them, Karkat getting into fights, and Gamzee losing things in his sopor induced stupor. Plus this is kinda what they would look like before the met The Pupa.

[Ocfos]

They don't really look...Right for some reason, i'd imagine their clothing being more like.. Vagabonds instead of beaten up and stitched together like that.

[Wigmund]

It's time for Sollux's tale about what's happened to him over the past 15 years.
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Sollux Captor, officer of the Alternia City Police Department, sat on the roof parapet of the building that housed his tiny apartment, watching the two buzzing hives that were his pride and joy. And the only reason he kept living here despite being able to afford slightly better. He loved his bees, it was the next best thing to being able to keep an actual garden. Not that one could do that in Alternia City without being outrageously rich or having inherited a house that was once on the outskirts of the city and now was enclosed by it, like where he grew up in the Settlements.

He turned around and looked across the city, not very far, but he could see the area of the Settlements he came from. In fact, he could pick out the large oak that dominated the backyard of his mother's house. He smiled, he always hoped his bees were the ones helping her gardens grow. He loved to go back whenever he could and help her plant flowers and pull weeds. She always liked it when her little Honeybee came back home. She was so proud of the man he had grown into, despite him feeling embarassed whenever he compared himself to the success of his six other siblings. They were all teachers, business leaders, or something similar...and they all had their own families.

...15 years ago, about 1 month after the Disaster...
Sollux picked at the bandages that covered his eyes following that disaster. He could see, but the doctors wanted to keep his eyes protected until they could figure out what happened to them.

He could tell them that, they went from mustard yellow to being red and blue. It was weird, but he could deal with it...except for the odd tint he saw everything in now. It was like those cheap 3D glasses he once got from some comic book. It made him feel ill whenever he moved too fast.

"Mama? Can II remove thethe thtupiid bandageth? II can thee jutht fiine."
"2ollux, iif you touch tho2e wrap2 agaiin, II'm goiing to have Doctor 2cratch 2tiitch your arm2 to your 2iide2."
"But Mama!"
The woman walked up to her youngest son who was sullenly sitting at the kitchen table, trying to glare at the wall despite the wraps covering most of his head. She kneeled down next to him and wrapped an arm around his shoulder.
"II know Honeybee, II know you can 2tiill 2ee. But the doctor2 want to make 2ure nothiing el2e ii2 goiing to happen wiith your eye2."
"...they make me a freak don't they..."
"Don't 2ay that! Ye2 they make you diifferent, but who giive2 a fuck what tho2e a22hole2 2ay."
Sollux started to giggle, he always found it funny when his mother started cursing. She usually watched her mouth around her children, but they all knew when she was being serious or was really angry, then she used her entire vocabulary. He stopped giggling when she embraced him and whispered into his ear, he could feel her tears against his forehead...he upset her...
"Never let what tho2e a22hole2 2ay get to you my beloved 2on. The only per2on'2 opiiniion that matter2 ii2 your own."

There was a knock at the door. His mother got up and went to answer it.
"Oh hey there, are you here to 2ee 2ollux?"
He could hear two sets of footsteps coming towards him. One was his mother's, the other was from someone much smaller.
"2ollux, iit'2 the giirl who told u2 you had fallen iinto the ro2ebu2he2 out2iide."
"Hi there, S0llux. My name is Aradia Megid0. It's nice t0 finally meet y0u."

Sollux blushed. He could hear his mother started to giggle. Aradia gasped and, from the way his mother's giggling turned into outright laughter, she must have been blushing as well.

...11 years ago...
Sollux did not enjoy his teenage years. While most boys only had hormones to worry about, he had explosive eyes to deal with as well. Not to mention nearly uncontrollable telekinesis and odd voices telling him he was doomed and worthless. That wasn't good for any teenage boy to deal with. They had enough shit going on in their head.

Some days it would be so bad that he wished he could just close his eyes, fire those red and blue beams and make his head explode.

But then she would show up and help him. She was always there when ever it felt like he was going to give up.
"I'm here S0llux, d0n't w0rry. I'm here."
She would hold onto him and do her best to comfort him while his tears flowed from the pain. She had her own problems since the disaster, she could hear voices as well and developed telekinesis like he had, except it was weaker.
"D0n't cry, S0llux. It will get better, trust me, it will get better."

He loved her so much. His mother liked her as well.

He reached up to her hands and clutched them.

...8 years ago...
Graduation couldn't come early enough. Sollux and Aradia were so excited, they had already been accepted into the police academy. They just needed to get through high school.

Despite being so far from each other in the role call, they immediately gravitated towards each other as soon as the ceremony was over. Sollux took Aradia's hand in his own. His mother and her parents beamed at them. Someone else was there as well.

"uMM, hELLO THERE. i ASSUME YOU ARE sOLLUX?"
Sollux turned around and found himself looking down at a wheelchair-bound troll with massive horns.
"i, uH, aM tAVROS nITRAM. aRADIA HAS BEEN HELPING ME WHILE HER PARENTS SORT OUT MY INHERITANCE ISSUES."
Sollux's eyebrows raised and he looked at Aradia who was beaming at the cripple, Sollux started to become sullen, but she hugged him while she talked to Tavros.
"Y0u made it Tavr0s! I'm s0 happy t0 see y0u here!"
She took Sollux's hands and looked directly into his red and blue shades that he wore to counteract the tinting effect of his eyes.
"Yes, this is Tavr0s Nitram. My parents are handling his legal issues and I've v0lunteered thr0ugh the h0spital t0 help him with his rec0very after his parents were murdered."
Tavros smiled at the girl, it was obvious that Sollux wasn't the only one who had fallen for the happy maroon-blooded girl.
"Tavr0s, this is S0llux. He's my b0yfriend and we're g0ing t0 enter the p0lice academy t0gether."
Tavros' smile faded from his eyes, but remained elsewhere on his face.
"i AM SO HAPPY FOR YOU TWO, uH, gOOD LUCK mR. cAPTOR. tREAT aRADIA WELL. yOU DON'T KNOW HOW LUCKY YOU ARE."

Less than a year later, he would meet Tavros again at their graduation from the academy. The same sorrow was in Tavros' eyes every time he looked at Aradia. Sollux felt sorry for him.

"S0llux! We did it! We're g0ing t0 be c0ps just like y0ur father was!"
They embraced each other, but were interrupted when his mother walked up to them.

Her eyes were full of tears and her voice cracked a couple of times as she talked to them, "II'm 2oooo proud of you two. 2ollux, iif your father wa2 2tiill here, he'd tell you the 2ame..."
She grabbed them both and hugged them at the same time, her head in between theirs.
"Ju2t keep each other 2afe. Keep each other 2afe."

...5 years ago...
Keep each other safe...
Those words echoed in Sollux's head as he sat next to the hospital bed. He reached up and touched the unresponsive hand of the woman he loved.

He failed her. They had been investigating reports of piracy in Dockside when they were ambushed. They got split up and something happened.

Sollux found Aradia an hour later. Laying in a pool of her own blood, barely alive. Tears streaked down his face as he held onto her hand and wished that she would wake up.

But the doctors had told him that she was never going to. The damage inflicted by the pirates was too much. It was a miracle that she was still alive.

Some miracle.

He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a small box.

He opened it up and looked at the diamond ring inside.

He was going to propose to her next week on her birthday.

He put away the box, curled up in the chair next to her bed and fell asleep.

He would sleep there every day until his family and fellow police officers came and dragged him off kicking and screaming a month later. It was for his own good, he had stopped going to work, stopped eating, stopped talking to anyone. He just sat there next to her bed. He hated them so much for that.

...4 years ago...
"Officer Sollux Captor, meet your new squad partner, Officer Terezi Pyrope. She's been reassigned here."
Sollux looked up from Commissioner Armstrong Righteous and looked at his new partner. She was a troll, a bit shorter than he was, had a huge shit-eating grin, red shades and ...a cane?...
"What'th wiith the cane?"
"1'm bl1nd...h3h3h3..."
Sollux stood up and looked down at the commissioner.
"What the hell iith thiith about? Partneriing me up wiith a bliind cop? Are you-"
"Insane? No, she's the best investigator I've ever seen in my years with the APD. Problem is, she's a loose cannon and needs to be reigned in. You're going to be those reigns Officer Captor."
"G1ddy-up Off1c3r 4ppl3b3rry."

Sollux looked at her, she meet his gaze perfectly. What the hell?
"As you can see, she has a way of dealing with her blindness. She tastes and smells colors."
"1 r34lly lov3 r3d."
"And you've got a red eye, perfect. Now, you two are dismissed. Have fun getting to know one another."
Commissioner Righteous waved them out of his office as he went back to his paper work.

"1 th1nk w3'r3 go1ng to g3t 4long f4mously Sollux..."

...3 years ago...
The entire police department had gathered together to meet their newest officer. Everyone was trying to figure out who it was. Sollux really didn't care, he just wanted to get through this meeting and get back to work. Some new asshole had shown up in the city and was tearing the underworld a new one, everyone feared this 'Mr. Pupa'.

Sollux was busy bullshitting with Terezi when the Commissioner walked in and began to speak, he droned on for awhile about how great it was that they were receiving this new officer...yadda...yadda...yadda..."and now I am proud to introduce, the newest member of DOOF, Officer Aradia Megido!"

Sollux froze as he watched a robot, a fucking robot, that looked just like Aradia walk into the room. She looked at the crowd and bowed her head towards them.

"I am pleased t0 meet y0u all again."

Sollux clenched his legs until he could feel pain and his pants started to get wet. Terezi looked down and put a hand upon on his and tried to pry them loose.
"Sollux, you'r3 bl33d1ng. Stop cl4w1ng yours3lf!"
Sollux could do nothing but stare at the abomination at the front of the room. The emotionless abomination.
"That'th not fuckiing Aradiia."

He got up and left the meeting hall. No one questioned his reasons, they just parted ways to let him out. He exited the police station and used his powers to fly to the hospital as quickly as possible.

"II need two thee Aradiia Megiido."
"I'm sorry sir, she left the hospital yesterday."
"What?!"
"Dr. Zahhak transferred her mind into a cybernetic shell."
"That'th not ARADIIA! That'th jutht a puppet! NOW LET ME GO THEE ARADIIA!"
"Sir, calm down. That robot IS Aradia. The doctors pulled the plug on her body as soon as the transfer was complete."
Sollux couldn't say anything, his stomach dropped and his knees threatened to go out from underneath himself.
"Her family wanted to give it a private dignified burial...I'm sorry sir..."

He turned around and left the hospital. He flew back to his apartment and drank himself into a stupor while looking in a photo album of memories from the 10 years he and Aradia spent together.

...2 year ago...
He hated his job. He hated this city. He was only happy whenever he was with his bees or with his mother.

She could see the pain he was in, but said nothing. She never did, she just hoped her baby boy would snap out of it.

He reluctantly accepted the call to investigate a break-in at some museum.

He never expected what he found there.

...1 year ago...
He found himself enjoying the game of cat and mouse with the CuttlefishCuller. It made him feel alive. It made him feel so much better when they'd find each other and they'd just sit there and talk for hours before Terezi would alert them that the other cops were getting suspicious.

He just hated it that he'd never see her at any other time. Occasionally, official mayoral business would bring her to the police station and the two wouldn't be able to say anything to each other.

They couldn't let everyone know such a powerful and respected woman had fallen for such a commoner. It didn't happen. The High Houses would demand that she be stripped of her position and her own family would probably kill her.

So they kept their love secret, from others and from themselves.

...4 months ago...
Sollux couldn't believe how close he had come to losing her. Feferi nearly died at the hands of that psychotic consort. He'd never let anything like that happen to her again. He'd find a way to protect her.

He'd also find a way to express his love for her. It didn't take a genius to know that most of his fellow police officers had figured out what was going on between them. The dolls they would leave on his desk dressed up like the Culler with a violet and mustard colored heart in her tentacles should have let him know that the cops would unite for one of their own. Especially when he had such a hot girlfriend that would dress up and roleplay with him. They enjoyed miming what they believed happened on each case he had involving the Culler.

Sollux wanted to blast them when they did that. Nothing like that ever happened. He couldn't bring himself to go too far with Feferi...he was too afraid to...

...Now...
Sollux shook his head and snapped himself from the daydream that had preoccupied him. He turned back to his bees and noticed that several wasps were sneaking up on the nest. Looking for prey.

He blasted them with well-focused eye beams and went back to staring at the swarm, but was interrupted when the police radio had placed up on the rooftop buzzed to life.

"We've got a break-in reported in the Settlement..." he listened to the address given and he went cold.

No.

That was...that was his mother's address, that was his home. Someone was violating his retreat.

Sollux bolted to the radio and picked up the transmitter.

"Thiith iith Offiither Thollukth Captor, II've got thiith covered!"
"But you're off duty today!"
"Report me later, II've got thiith!"

Sollux dropped the comm and flew as fast as he could to his mother's place.

He landed in the back garden and burst through the open back door to find his mother and the CuttlefishCuller sitting at the dining room table. Three cups of warm tea were sitting out. The two women looked at him and smiled.
"Ah, there you are my Honeybee. II beliieve we've got 2omethiing to talk about."

A/N:

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The tale of Sollux's past is now done.

I felt like I rushed it a bit at the end, but it was hitting the five-page mark and most everything mentioned is part of another fic here: Captor and Culler and Teapot Mysteries where I dumped a lot of Sollux-related stuff.

And I apologize if I make anyone cry again, most everyone's back stories in my head-canon are gonna be heart string pullers. Everyone has tragedy and heart-break, but usually it gets better later...usually...

[mythmonster2]

The ending actually made me go "D'aaaaaaaaw". I don't support SolluxXFeferi (S.S. Denial taking off, whoo whoo!), but stuff like your fics helps me at least tolerate it.

[sebastian]

Hey, at least this time Sollux wasn't manipulated in killing Aradia.

Right!?

[kaoticAntagonist]

of course not. that would be silly. she was killed by pirates. much more logical.

[Wigmund]

I stole borrowed the idea from kaotic's fic back here.

[mikash91]

Here's a little story that could be considered a continuation of my previous pic in pseudo-comic form.

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I tried doing a stylized cartoony thing but it just ended up lookin' like shit. Let this serve as a cautionary tale of why not to draw when sleep deprived :P