MSPA Fanfiction IV

[Doodled]

Or just use an ampersand for friendshipping??

What if it's two trolls that might be together, but we're just not sure how?

Eh.

My Best Friends

Warning: This is built as a tear-jerker, prepare yourself before reading.

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I’m dying. I know enough to understand that. I don’t have any regrets, though. If I could go back I would do everything the same. It would have been nice to grow up, spend more time with the others, and see if we ever found the Fountain of Cute. They laugh, but with everything else we’ve seen in this session is it that far-fetched?

I don’t make it perfectly clear to them, but the other 11 trolls are my best friends. Yes, all of them. Of course the list of friends I have had is a rather short one, but that doesn’t make this fact any less sincere.

I had an unusual upbringing, in that for the first three cycles of my life I never saw another troll. Apparently as a grub I was off in the deepest most dangerous part of the jungle. If Pounce de Leon had not found me as soon as she did, I would have been dead for sure. She never raised anyone before, either Lusus or Troll. Because of that I learned plenty of things, but not a number of things that most trolls know as simple fact.

The thought that blood color made you any different always seemed silly to me. Not once did it matter what the color of the predator or prey was in the jungle. I’m glad so many of the people I consider friends are some of the less affected by this thought. Equius is the obvious exception.

I think that was one reason I became his moirail. He cares the most about blood color, and I care the least about it. I’m also, at least at the start of the session, one of the only trolls he doesn’t have to worry about hurting. If he accidentally wacked me in the face I would survive for sure. Between my honed reflexes and resilience, it would be more of a broken nose then a smashed skull. I admit having a tough friend works both ways; I don’t need to hold back when I pounce on him.

Karkat, I wanted to tell you so many times. Your blood color could not matter less to me. Sometimes I wish you could have lived like I had, if only to not know fear of your own blood for the first part of your life. Despite the anger you exude, I really like you. It could have been more, but fate has other plans. Please don’t be mad at me...

Vriska, you scare me. I’m sure you hear that all the time, but I have a special reason why. I look back at how much Pounce de Leon shaped and made me, and then it hits me. I could have been just like you. I understand your Lusus has to feed, but the glee that you go about it with. I’m afrade of you, and I feel sorry for you. In some ways you’re a monster, and you had to become one. If you hadn’t you would not have survived. Another part of you is a little girl who could count the number of trolls that even resembled friends to her over her life on one had, and never had someone to call a true friend. You just have to be invincible, huh. Because you clad yourself in a brittle armor, one crack and it will all break.

Karkat once told me that if Vriska ever went too far, if she ever turned on us it was up to me. For all her skill, she had not been raised from grub to hunt and kill without hesitation. I was, and for all her power my claws will always be a little faster. I’m glad I’ll never have to do that. Not that I doubt my speed, but how willing I would be to kill a friend.

Aradia, I guess I’ll follow you soon. Tavros, thanks for pretending not to be allergic to cats, you’re a good person. Sollux, don’t give into despair, you’re so much stronger then you ever give yourself credit for. Kanaya, look after them, I’m trusting you to pick up my slack now. Terezi, this cat must bit a sorrowful farewell to her mighty dragon friend. Eridan, take your ego down a notch please. Feferi, you could have changed the world as Empress, you can still change our fate. Gamzee, make a miracle happen for me, ok?

I...I did well in the end, didn’t I? The demon was going to kill us all. The others, they all got away. Some wanted to stay; Vriska had to manipulate Equius into following, because no one among them could have physically forced him into going. Thanks Vriska, cruel as you are I needed you to do that. I think you understood what I was up to the fastest.

The teleporter pad will take them to another asteroid, they will be safe there. Even the demon will need days to hunt them down again at the least, and all it took was a distraction to get away. I always was distracting.

I feel cold now, my blood is pooling on the floor around me. But it’s alright. I try and tell myself it’s alright. The noble cat lies down, her friends got away when she fought the mean doggy for them. She closes her eyes and let’s her-

NO! I don’t want to die! It’s not fair! I have so much more I want to do! I want to meet the humans, see their worlds. I want to tell Karkat what he means to me. I want to see Vriska through the moment when her tower of cards comes crashing down, and be their to comfort her. I want to see Equius let go of his obsession with blood color bit by bit as he knows them better.

I don’t want to die! I really don’t want to die! I’m cold and scared and it’s all dark and I’m all alone and I don’t want to die...

...please...I’m so afraid...

Oh...

Wow...

...

*wipes away tears*

That was beautiful.

[Blox]

How about using a star for friendship? John*dave*Rose*Jade

@Nox So sad but so amazing ;^; /buries self in horns/

[Isoraqathedh]

I propose the following syntax:
[/SPOILER]
♠ ♥ ♦ ♣ = Romantic

♤ ♡ ♢ ♧ = Not romantic

♢ is friendship
♤ is "I hate you and I don't want anything to do with you"
♧ is a non-romantic mediation situation with a definite end
♡ is lust.
[/SPOILER]
Whaddaya say?

Except this doesn't work for those of us who prefer ASCII symboling (- c3-). Ampersand could work.

Still easy: add a minus sign or an underscore. Both mean downgradation to some extent.

_-, _, _, _c3-

For me, it's always symbol(char1, char2, char3,...), with the relationships being one letter abbreviations for the actual suits, so s(Dave, Gamzee) or -d(Eridan, Feferi).

(That was actually a simplified version of the Relationship Expansion Pack of Meta1, which by the way looks like this:

reproductiveLove(
	+CHAR1 Deltenga
	+CHAR2 Insoranda
	+RECIPROCAL TRUE
)
nonreproductiveHate(
	+CHAR1 Insoranda
	+CHAR2 Lekanstiro
	+RECIPROCAL FALSE
	+DIRECTION 1-2
)
competativeTriangle(
	+VERTEX Lokonsteri
	+CONTESTANT1 Lekanstiro
	+CONTESTANT2 Deltenga
	+SITUATION Unclear
)

[Kawa]

The resident half-alien... HASS THE GRAPHS.

[DJ-P0N3]

Are people looking forward to more sad!fic and Troll Story?
I sure hope so.
I got one of those ready for tonight.
>:D

Only reason not posting now is I don't have the file.
School, why....why..

[Graven_Image]

Indystuck

Chapter 9

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Clomp, clomp clomp

If there was one thing Dr. Fetus hated, it was echoey hallways. The first thing he was going to do when he took over this craphole planet would be to put in some decent carpeting.

If carpeting existed here, which he had a sinking feeling it didn't.

Well, this particular stretch of purple marble looked important. This being a game (apparently), important-looking must have meant actually important. Right?

Only one way to find out. He clomped down the corridor, dragging a bound and gagged Bandage Girl behind him.

The weird bug-man-thing behind the desk glanced up at him from his magazine.

"'Ey bud. No one sees the Queen without an appointment. Get lost."

Dr. Fetus replied with a candid elaboration on where he could place that particular suggestion, and continued through the imposing double-doors.

The desk jockey didn't stop him.

OPEN PESTERLOG

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redMeat began pestering viridianVoyager

RM: hey
RM: check it out!
VV: What's
VV: Whoa.
VV: Uhhh...
VV: what is that on your hands?
RM: I call them the Brownie Gloves!
RM: And they are sooo cooool.
VV: What are those made of?
RM: meh, i dunno
RM: but they kill imps pretty good
VV: How did you make those?
RM: it's called alchemy
RM: and it is also so cool
VV: So...
VV: How does it work?
RM: I'm glad you asked!
RM: it's very simple...

The Queen was not that imposing. Not to Dr. Fetus, anyway.

A mass of spikes and saws. Was that it? He saw more than his fair share of both in his line of work.

"Hello there, your highness. I guess."

"Who are you? What do you want?"

"My name is Dr. Fetus, Ph.D. And you and I apparently have a goal in common."

"What would that be, pray tell?"

He smiled, as much as a fetus in a jar could.

"The destruction of Meat Boy."

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newGuy began pestering micheviousRobot

NG: hey quote GUESS WHAT
MR: What
MR: You made it in?
NG: YES I DID
NG: and this is SOOO AWESOME
NG: theres spikes and bottomless pits everywhere
NG: i think im gonna love this game
MR: Well that immediately sets off about a hundred different warning lights in my head
MR: Tell me again why I'm going through with this
NG: because the asteroid you live on is about to get hit by an asteroid you don't live on
NG: and the two are HIGHLY unlikely to survive
MR: I remember now
MR: Thanks
MR: So, are you going to try to get me in now?
NG: nah maybe later
NG: im still looking all around and seeing how EPIC this place is
MR: You said the E word
MR: That's another quarter for the jar
NG: yeah yeah ill catch up to you when you get in
NG: bye

newGuy ceased pestering mischeviousRobot

"So. Are you an... extra?"

"A what."

"I take it you are not one of the players, since this... Meat Boy invoked your teleportation here."

"Yeah, I guess you could say that. So what does being an... 'extra' entail?"

"Oh, nothing much. Just phenomenal strength and unbelieveable power, all at the cost of being destined to play a supporting role in this ensuing... "

"Phenomenal power, you say? I like the sound of that."

The Doctor's gaze shifted to the unconscious girl lying on the floor beside him.

"So does that mean she's one of these... 'extras'?"

"Indeed."

"Then I think our best bet is to lock her up. Less damage to do, and all that."

"'Our' best bet? So are we officially allies?"

"I don't think there was ever any question of that. You want to get rid of Meat Boy and his friends. So do I. So as long as our interests coincide..."

He adjusted his monocle for effect.

"I want in."

[lucidSeraph]

Oh look moar Purple!Dave fic. I should note at this point that this particular AU is based loosely on AdamantApocalyptic's Red Dead Virgo, though I'm taking care not to involve her trolls too much because it's her 'verse, not mine (fanfic of fanfic..?) Also, the characterization and plot here is based on some roleplay I've been doing on Livejournal under the username fpoke_of_ftairs (along with a blue Rose, red Jade, and green John, who are all lovely people)

Anyway.

See You On The Other Side

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- - tortileGhostwriter [TG] began pestering gaianGearhead [GG]

[TG] i think its time you consider returning
[GG] no dude you will not believe the sick fires i have been starting here
[GG] the phat lewts I have been gathering.
[GG] shit is so cash im like scrooge macduck up in here.
[GG] just
[GG] swimmin in this cash
[GG] doin the goddamn backstroke FUCKING SHUT UP CAL!!!
[GG] you didnt see that i have everything under control.
[GG] its all totally cool and rad and stuff
[TG] yes of course it is
[TG] how long has it been for you now
[TG] four months or so yes
[GG] im not so sure anymore actually?
[GG] you spend so much time shifting back and fort that it all kinda blends together
[GG] mad crazy kaleidoscope of total pwnage
[GG] and also shithead giggling orange moron
[TG] precisely my point here
[TG] the stress of this journey has begun to affect you
[GG] god damn it dave
[GG] i thought we said that youd spare me the psychobabble bullshit
[GG] thats roses shtick anyway
[TG] well rose is hardly here to do it is she
[GG] oh god ;_;
[GG] dont remind me
[TG] the point is that i daresay we have both done quite enough
[TG] or is it truly your desire to dally in this empty universe
[TG] even those aliens from beyond the veil do not pierce the void with their inane prattle
[TG] can we continue to face the silence
[GG] stooooooop!
[GG] jegus please don't do the morbid thing! ;_;
[GG] but i guess youre right
[GG] I mean its not like we can keep going
[GG] and i miss rose and john really bad
[GG] i mean rose is like my sis man and just...
[GG] but im kind of afraid of whatll happen when i go back
[TG] i would think you would have become accustomed to that sort of thing
[TG] given the number of corpses youve left around
[TG] its practically the way i track you these days
[GG] no im not worried about that
[GG] i mean we talked about the plan i got this
[GG] and i knew when rose went that
[GG] okay no point being that im cool with that
[TG] then what pray tell is the problem
[GG] you
[GG] what happens to you
[GG] i mean like the two options kind of suck
[GG] i cant take you back with me cause youd just drop dead
[GG] if i leave like
[GG] im pretty sure that this timeline will cease to exist
[GG] and so do you
[GG] and if im wrong like youre gonna be stuck here by yourself
[GG] until you die
[GG] either way like i mean i know ill see other dave on the other side but like
[TG] ...
[GG] dave
[GG] dave are you there
[GG] lofac to dave
[GG] calling all daves
[TG] ...
-- tortileGhostwriter [TG] has gone idle --
[GG] ...
[GG] i mean thx for the dippin dots dave but were kinda havin a talk here broseph
[GG] dave
[GG] david briar lalonde
-- tortileGhostwriter [TG] has returned from idle --
[TG] apologies i had to confirm something
[TG] do not worry yourself unduly jade
[TG] i will find a way back
[GG] how???
[TG] i suspect that the land of dreams lies outside the normal flow of time
[TG] i am correct am i not
[GG] yeah
[GG] so
[TG] i am going to go to sleep
[TG] and thereby merge with my main timeline self once this timeline collapses
[TG] and then i will be able to see you again
[GG] okay
[GG] if youre sure
[GG] and who knows maybe its for the best
[GG] you wont have to go through all those shenanigans to *figure out that you were awake the whole time
[GG] me i think im gonna have to punch myself a few times to wake up at all
[GG] might have to drop the whole moon or something
[TG] quite possible
[TG] for my part i will also ensure that rose awakens
[TG] once the main threat has been resolved
[GG] sounds like a plan
[TG] you should go now jade
[GG] you sure we shouldnt meet in person again first
[GG] yknow just to make sure everythings chill
[TG] i believe we have this as well as we are able
[TG] there is no sense in delaying the inevitable
[TG] see you on the other side
[GG] okay
[GG] good luck
-- gaianGearhead [GG] ceased pestering tortileGhostwriter [TG][/font][/color]
[TG] ...
[TG] i love you

He stares at the words on the screen for a few long moments before regret sets in. He knows she can’t see it. But some part of him still twists inside. He does, yes. But he doesn’t want her to know.

He doesn’t want anyone to know.

Why? He doesn’t know himself.

He cannot dwell on this. He knows. He instead curls up in the pile of pillows and blankets he has on the floor of his house and falls asleep, waking again in the deep violet of the palace on the moon.

And he waits.

He looks out the window at the sky. He almost does not wish to, but he cannot avoid it. They whisper to him there, and he can almost hear them sing, his ears ringing with it. Sometimes he almost thinks his ears will start bleeding. They never do. And the Horrorterrors always insist that they mean well. That he shouldn’t judge by appearances.

He doesn’t believe them.

One in particular seems to have chosen him as her own; and he can almost feel her presence sometimes, a low growl that echoes only in empty hallways. He can even hear her when he’s awake, now, when he’s alone in the dark.

She’s very loud, right now.

He turns back to his room and sits down on his bed. He waits. He feels like he’s waiting forever in this empty universe, alone.

He resolves.

He cannot let this happen again. When he returns to his old self he will become stronger. He knows that Jade will keep her past self from doing anything foolish (he has faith in her) but he must keep his end. He must see the whole picture; he must become stronger than he is here. He must take a different route to power.

And with power he will ensure that no one ever dies again. He will win this evil joke of a game if it means he has to call down the skies to do it. He will save everyone he loves.

He watches the blackness descend and he resolves.


He wakes to dream, and takes his waking slow.

[Kerensky287]

I'm gonna regret this, aren't I?

WE'LL SEE I GUESS.

Sburb Fortress

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"This sucks on ice!"

Overlooking the Land of Bridges and Darkness, Johnny Russo sat for a moment to get his bearings. He must've been running for hours. Not because of a particular need to get away from anything; the little fishy-imp-creatures he had encountered posed no trouble for him whatsoever. But he had no idea what he was supposed to be DOING and he was searching desperately for a goal of some kind.

Johnny was no stranger to adversity. He killed people for a living. As a member of the Builder's League United - an unassuming name for a massive private military company - he got in and out of tough scrapes daily, capturing territory, securing enemy intelligence, and escorting explosive payloads to high-priority targets. But Johnny wasn't a manager or a leader by any standard. All those times, he had some upper-level administrator shouting in his ear, alerting him to the mission objective and any developments thereof.

Since entering the Land of Bridges and Darkness, he had heard nothing from the administrator. Weird, considering that this was still an officially sanctioned mission. He had gotten orders to show up at a certain BLU base and await further instructions. He was familiar with the location, codenamed Doublecross. When he arrived, no one else was there. He had a list of contacts that would apparently be associated with the mission but with the list came the notification that he'd be taking this one solo.

At least he could still call them for help over his headset.

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battaSwing began pestering baconEnthusiast.

bS: yo, a little help over here?
bE: What'cha need, son?
bS: i dunno what the hell's goin on! i been runnin around for like ever
bS: the only things i've seen are stupid imps
bS: and bridges everywhere
bS: it's like doublecross but forever in all directions
bS: who even made this many bridges seriously
bS: why aren't you responding?
bS: is anybody even payin attention to me?
bE: Slow down there, I'm tryin' to help you out.
bS: this is a real frickin embarassment
bE: I can't actually see you right now.
bE: Can y'head back to base?
bS: i'm lost, man! it'll take me forever to get back there!
bS: i thought i'd reach a wall or something by now but no, just bridges! bridges everywhere!
bE: I'm askin' yer sprite for help.
bE: I think it's sayin' you can use return nodes.
bE: They're little floating blue circles y'can jump into.
bE: They take you back to base.
bE: Why's yer sprite a fish, if y'don't mind me askin'?
bS: if you'd been lookin at me when i was tryin to get in here
bS: like you should've been
bS: you'd have been able to tell me the glowy thing wasn't an enemy
bS: and i'd still have my Mackerel
bE: Sorry, I'd send ya a teleporter if'n I could.
bE: But it looks like I can only build stuff in our base.
bE: Whoever designed this here thing needs a talkin' to.
bS: ya ya thanks
bS: be there before you know it
bS: just gotta find a blue thing

battaSwing is now idle.

Engineers. They're never there when you need 'em.

Johnny picked up his scattergun and took off at a run.


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bE: ...Quick as a hiccup, ain't ya?
bE: Call me when you stumble on back, I gotta support some other folk.
bE: And maybe the big guy'll finally get around to lettin' me into the mission area.
bE: I hope you check your voicemail, boy.

baconEnthusiast is now idle.

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Title isn't necessarily final, and I don't particularly like it. It doesn't roll off the tongue.

Yes I am going to name all unnamed characters (except the Pyro, and maybe the Spy). I'm sorry if the names suck.

Speaking of suck, PLEASE TELL ME IF THIS STORY SUCKS. Or what aspects suck. If you're afraid of sounding like a dick, do it over PM. Better to hurt my feelings than to let me keep flushing this story down the drain, right?

[Summergale]

So I have a personal session I like. It's got a whole bunch of characters and I'm writing snippets and drawing pictures and all that fun stuff.

> Sylph: Ascend
> Warden: Ascend

Only two so far but oh well

[Graven_Image]

@kerensky: You've got the voices and personalities down right. Now all we need is some TF2-brand action and it'll be great.

[SkaianRedeemer]

@Symbol discussion: Ampersands would work! I'd just have to adjust my tags on HiHH on A03, because I'm nitpicky and was using them to hide the obscure the nature of relationships on the edge. :P

@Graven: Ew, Brownie gloves? Also, why do I think Dr. Fetus' idea of carpeting would kill me on contact? Be honest.

@Summergale: These are the first two you have? Just asking, because after all it's hardest to get in with new characters from the middle of the story.

[Nox]

Oh... oh man. Off to the hornpile, I guess.

*cybernetic hornpile attachments overheat from intense grimdarknergy and explode*

Oh...

Wow...

...

*wipes away tears*

That was beautiful.

@Nox So sad but so amazing ;^; /buries self in horns/

Yes! I have all the grimdark-induced tears. All of them. Brace for a part two to see the other trolls reactions.

[Altum]

From Gamzee's trial to the beginning of a fic about Gamzee's Denizen. My head is splitting from the coding or there would be more >.<

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CG: WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU
CG: GAMZEE
CG: GAMZEE YOU MINDLESS FUCKASS
CG: WHERE ARE YOU
CG: NO ONE HAS SEEN YOU IN DAYS
CG: ANSWER ME YOU PILE OF IDIOT DROPPINGS
CG: FUCK

CG: FUCK
GC: NO 4NSW3R?
CG: NO
CG: HOW THE FUCK DID YOU LOSE TRACK OF HIM?
GC: H3Y 1'V3 B33N K1ND OF BUSY 3X1L1NG 4LL TH3S3 GODD4MN 4G3NTS
GC: FUCK1NG P41N 1N TH3 4SS
GC: B3S1D3S 1'M NOT H1S S3RV3R, R3M3MB3R?
GC: WH3N H3 BU1LT MY HOUS3 UP 4LL TH3 W4Y 4CROSS TH3 FUCK1NG SKY B3FOR3 H3 W4ND3R3D OFF 1 F1GUR3D 1 GOT OFF L1GHTLY >:[
CG: WELL WHERE THE FUCK IS HIS SERVER THEN, TAVROS ISN'T ANSWERING EITHER
GC: 1 TH1NK H3'S 4ASL33P
GC: 1 TH1NK H3'S B33N 4SL33P FOR 4 WH1L3 >:/

TC: oH mOtHeRfUcK sO tHaT's WhAt ThAt NoIsE wAs
TC: i ThOuGhT iT wAs JuSt AnOtHeR fUcKiN' hOrN gEtTiNg HiS bEeP oN :oD

CG: SHIT HANG ON
GC: 1S 1T H1M? >:O

CG: GAMZEE WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN
TC: hAhAhA i ShOuLd HaVe KnOwN iT wAs A mAd SaLtY iNvErTeBrOtHeR lEtTiNg HiS rAgE fLaG fLy AlL dOwN uP iN oVeR tHrOuGh
TC: uMmMmMmMm
CG: OKAY YOU JUST FORFEITED YOUR RIGHT TO PARTICIPATE IN THIS CONVERSATION
CG: I WILL NOW DO BOTH SIDES
CG: GAMZEE, WHERE THE SHIT HAVE YOU BEEN
CG: WOW KARKAT I'M WAY TOO STONED TO ANSWER THAT COHERENTLY
CG: BUT I WAS PRETTY MUCH WANDERING AROUND MY SHITTY LAND LETTING A NOXIOUS COMBINATIONS OF SLIME, SODA AND IDIOCY DROOL OUT OF MY SLACK JAW AND DRIZZLE ALL OVER MY CONSORTS AND ERSTWHILE ENEMIES
CG: BEFRIENDING EVERYONE IN SIGHT WITH BRAZEN AND UNSEEMLY AMITY
CG: AND DOING COMPLETELY RETARDED QUESTS TO NO PURPOSE WHILE EVERYONE ELSE IS GEARING UP TO FIGHT THEIR DENIZENS
CG: AND MAKING MY SUPERIORS WASTE A SINGLE CELL OF THEIR NEURAL SPONGES CONSIDERING WHERE I MIGHT HAVE FUCKED OFF TO
CT: yEaH tHaT aBoUt CoVeRs It BrO :O)
CT: tHeY'vE bEeN tElLiNg mE aBoUt ThIs MoThErFuCk AlL uP oUt To HaRsH eVeRyBoDy'S sHiT oN dOwn
CT: gOnNa HaVe To Go BrInG ThE MoThErFuCkEr A sLiCe AnD A dUeCe oF eLiXeR aNd GeT iT cHiLlEd
CG: YES OKAY DO THAT
CT: tHe SiTuAtIoN wItH tHiS mOtHeRfUcKiNg RiNgMaStEr I mEaN
CG: I CAN'T BELIEVE I EVER WANTED TO TALK TO YOU
CT: nOt ThE eLiXeR
CG: JEGUS
CT: aLtHoUgH iT wIlL nO fUcKiNg DoUbT bE gEtTiNg ItS mOtHeRfUcKiNg ChIlL oN
CT: wItH mE
CG: GOOOOOOOD

CG: I CAN'T BELIEVE I EVER WANTED TO TALK TO THIS DOUCHEBAG
GC: YOU W3R3 WORR13D 4BOUT YOUR FR1END
GC: 1T'S CUT3!
CG: SHUT UP

CT: AnD mOtHeRfUcKiNg BaCcHuS :o)

CG: SHIT
GC: >:? >:? >:?
CG: SHUT UP
CG: HOLD ON, SHIT SHIT SHIT

CG: GAMZEE WHERE ARE YOU RIGHT NOW
CT: i'M aLl Up In At uNdEr DoWn FrOm
CG: GAMZEE
CT: mY hIvE bRo
CT: I wAs LoOkInG fOr SoMeThInG iN mY fUcKiNg MoDuS aNd I fOuNd YoU :o)
CG: WHAT WERE YOU LOOKING FOR
CT: fOuNd iT!
CG: GAMZEE DON'T DO IT
CT: mOtHeRfUcKiNg PCHOOONK :OD
CG: SHIT

CG: SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT
GC: STOP SH1TT1NG 4ND 4NSW3R M3!!!!!! >:[
CG: I THINK HE'S ABOUT TO GO FIND HIS DENIZEN
GC: HE H4SN'T FOUGHT 4NYTH1NG 4LL G4ME, WHY WOULD H3 F1GHT H1S D3N1Z3N?????
CG: HE'S NOT GOING TO FIGHT IT
CG: HE'S BRINGING IT FAYGO AND A SLICE OF PIE
CG: HE'S GOING TO GODDAMN WELCOME WAGON HIS DENIZEN
CG: I HAVE TO
CG: I HAVE TO GO
GC: ...
GC: SH1T!!!!!!

CURRENT gallowsCalibrator [PGC] RIGHT NOW opened public transtimeline bulletin board R41NBOW RUMPUS 3M3RG3NCY!!!

CGC: 4TT3NT1ON 3V3RYON3
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[SkaianRedeemer]

@Altum: Oh my God, Gamzee. You are the Best Troll even in your screw ups.

[Nexev]

Ooh the ringmaster? I actually assumed it was the Great Milenko, since he is supposed to lead people astray from the path of shangrila.

The ringmaster is created through ones on sins, so with Gamzee it would probbaly be nonexistant.

But whatever, i may be wrong.

[DJ-P0N3]

Oh my, I have some fanfic to catch up on.
Well, inspired by some recent events.


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Sollux taps upon his keyboard contently as he continues to do an age old hobby of his, coding. He had become so absorbed in it that he has been neglecting his lusus and speaking to his friends. He has mentioned it is to prepare for something, something tragic and unforgiving. His ‘friends’, a term he chose to use lightly, had begun to grow concerned as he had spent an entire day void of eating or sleeping upon this script.

It had even gained the concern of an old friend.

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-apocalypseArisen [AA] began haunting twinArmageddons [TA] at ??-
AA: what are y0u d0ing
TA: aradiia?
TA: ii2 thii2 ju2t another vii2iion?
AA: n0 s0llux its me
AA: i am not 0kay with what y0u are d0ing
TA: 2o why a2k?
AA: because i d0nt want t0 believe h0w f00lish y0u are behaving
TA: ii am preparing my2elf for 2omethiing.
AA: and what w0uld that be
TA: ii don’t know.
TA: the vii2iion wa2 ob2cure.
TA: all ii know ii2 that we are all doomed.
AA: s0llux
TA: that ii2 why ii have to fiinii2h thii2 code aradiia.
TA: ii have to 2ave everyone, becau2e no one el2e can.
AA: s0llux y0u d0 n0t need t0 burden y0urself with this task al0ne
AA: let s0me0ne else help
TA: iif ii do that ii rii2k ruiiniing the coding and 2crewiing the 2criipt over.
TA: along wiith all of the other2 aradiia.
TA: ii can not let that happen.
AA: s0llux this is n0t 0kay
AA: at least sleep
TA: iif ii 2leep iit could happen, ii can’t rii2k that.
TA: iit ii2 better for everyone iif ii don’t 2top until iit ii2 done.
AA: this is f00lish s0llux
AA: i kn0w y0u are being a g00d tr0ll by d0ing this but y0u are f0rgetting ab0ut y0ur 0wn needs
AA: cease this at 0nce
TA: ii am 2orry to do thii2 aradiia, but you have taken up enough of my time.
-twinArmageddons [TA] blocked apocalypseArisen [AA]-
AA: s0llux
AA: i am n0t 0kay with this
AA: st0p it
AA: please

Sollux returns to his coding, his eyes begin to hurt from focusing on the same illuminated screen for so long. He shakes his head and closes his eyes for a moment. He tries to rest his eyes for only a few seconds, but then the vision comes back. The screams come rushing back to his mind, the horror of it all. The terrified pleas for help jack his train of thought and drive it into a train wreck, he opens his eyes and goes back to his work. There was no time to dilly dally, he could only rest when he knew they were safe, when his friends, were safe.

Of course his friends wanted him to be safe as well.

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-carcinoGeneticist [GC] began trolling twinArmageddons [TA] at ??-
CG: WHAT THE HELL
CG: SOLLUX GO TO SLEEP, DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT TIME OF DAY THIS IS?
TA: why 2hould ii 2leep iif iit rii2k2 gettiing you kiiled?
CG: THAT WAS A FUCKING VISION SOLLUX.
CG: THOSE PAINS IN YOUR ASS ARE AS QUESTIONABLE AS IS MY BLOOD COLOR.
CG: STOP BEING A GOG DAMNED IDIOT AND STOP IT ALREADY.
TA: what about your blood?
TA: ii thought iit wa2 grey.
CG: IT DOESN’T FUCKING MATTER, OKAY?
CG: JUST STOP THIS RIGHT THE FUCK NOW.
TA: ii have work to do kk, ju2t becau2e you are my moiiraiil doe2 not mean ii wiill let you interrupt my work.
CG: FUCK YOUR ROMANCE AND FUCK THE CODING.
CG: YOU ARE RUNNING US RAGGID.
CG: IF YOU DON’T GET SOME SLEEP AND FOOD I WILL PERSONALLY ASK VRISKA TO MAKE YOU SLEEP.
CG: DO YOU WANT THAT SOLLUX?
CG: DO YOU WANT HER BOSSING YOU AROUND AGAIN LIKE BEFORE?
CG: WHEN SHE MADE YOU KILL ARADIA.
CG: DO YOU WANT THAT?
- twinArmageddons [TA] blocked carcinoGeneticist [CG] –
CG: YEAH I GET IT.
CG: SCREW YOU, YOU PIECE OF HOOFBEAST SHIT!

Sollux was tired of all these distractions. Oh no. Tired. Sollux slapped himself across the face to keep himself awake and alert. He can feel his eyelids sneaking up on him, trying to close. He slaps himself furiously across the face as hard as he can. It leaves a yellow mark on his face. Multiple hand prints show from various slaps, it stings like the stings he once received from his bees.

He would eat a weird bug and not even notice, but elsewhere the weird bug found herself being bothered by a meddlesome nooksniffer.

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-carcinoGeneticist [CG] began trolling arachnidsGrip [AG] at ??-
CG: HEY HUGE BITCH.
CG: ARE YOU NOT, YOU KNOW, BEING A HUGE BITCH RIGHT NOW?
AG: Wh8t do you want Karkat?
CG: OH I JUST WANTED YOU TO BE A USEFUL BITCH FOR A CHANGE.
AG: Use a 8etter word than 8itch.
AG: It is so laaaaaaaame.
CG: OKAY.
CG: HOW ABOUT YOU STOP BEING SUCH A GOG DAMNED DUMPASS MOTHER FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT AND DO SOMETHING USEFUL?
AG: Th8t was over the toooooooop, 8ut now you have my interest.
AG: Wh8t do you want me to do?
CG: PUT SOLLUX TO SLEEP.
CG: CAN YOU DO THAT?
AG: You dou8t my skills?
AG: I am the 8est manipul8ter there is.
AG: This wil 8e easy!!!!!!!!
CG: THEN DO IT.
AG: Shut up and I will.
CG: OKAY FINE.
CG: JUST DON’T FUCK THIS UP SERKET.
AG: ::: I won’t.
CG: YOU SAY THAT NOW.
-carcinoGenticist [CG] ceased trolling arachnidsGrip [AG] at ??-

Vriska does not enjoy being bossed around by Karkat, but she isn’t going to flip out and lose control of the situation. She focuses her mind on sleep and passes it on to Sollux telepathically, she penetrates his mind with her sharper wit and entices him to take a nap. Sollux feels his eyes begin to shut, his vision grows dim. The screen on his husktop is fading from his field of view. He tries to resist Vriska’s power but he finds himself too weak. He strains himself trying to stay awake before something snaps in his head, perhaps Vriska putting more effort forward, and finally takes a much needed rest. As he slumps forward, head first into his keyboard, keys are pressed by accident.

Specifically being, ENTER.

The coding was done, the script began to run. The code was not yet finished according to Sollux, but to the fates, whatever could possibly inform him of his vision tricked him. The ground beneath his hive begin to rumble, the world Alternia was shaking violently. The seas began to rise without warning, the low-bloods were overtaken by the vast flood in a matter of minutes. Soon the rest of Alternia would follow, just not yet.

However

The flood finally reaches Sollux along with his hive, the strong current brushes violently against his hive and awakes him from his forced slumber. He opens his eyes slowly and it takes him a moment to realize what had happened. He looks at the code to see it has already been run. He rushes to the window and looks outside.

Water.

Water is everywhere.

It reaches high upon his hive and has swallowed the lives of countless trolls. He wishes he could have prevented this, that there was more he could’ve done. Alas, it is too late and he still does not understand. Sollux returns to his husktop, the sound a beep from trollian surely means one of his ‘friends’, one of the trolls he failed, were messaging to tell him how much he screwed up.

No one is online though, not a single one of them. He can feel a tear swell up within his tear duct and slowly slide down his cheek. He could’ve stopped this, he should’ve, he would have if it was not for his weak mind. Falling asleep in the process of trying to save everyone. He was a horrible troll and an even worse Moirail, and the worst Matesprit.

He takes a peek outside his window again, the water has risen. He feels a damp sensation on the bottom of his feet. Upon closer inspection he notes the water slithering into his hive like a snake delivering a bad omen to those who must suffer. He blocked the door with his body, pressing against it with his hands and chest, he wasn’t even sure why he believed it would soon overtake him like it had the others. He begins to wonder how it happened, the code ran but it didn’t prevent a single death, he spent all those days on a script that did nothing.

The pressure against the door begins to rise as Sollux goes deep into thought. The rising sea forces its way in as his guard was let down, the strength of it pushes him outside of his hive and into the murky water below. He lands on his back, with a loud smack on the water’s cold unforgiving surface. He begins to sink into it, the endless abyss that was destroying Alternia. As chance would have it he finds a small piece of driftwood, possibly from a low bloods hive, floating his way. He latches onto it for dear life even though he already feels his grip on it fading, he is too tired and weak to do anything right anymore.

He can feel someone watching him, the breath of the dead is on the nape of his neck, he shivers and tears up, “Aradia, ith that you?”

She nods and replies, “Yes it is, i am s0 very s0rry f0r this.”

“Itth not your fault, itth mine. I didn’t finith the coding in time and the thcript did nothing.”

“N0…it did s0llux…it did this.”

A face of grimace and guilt appeared on his face in a flash, he looks at his reflection in the water and splashes it away. “No I didn’t want thith…thith ith wrong! How, why?!”

“S0llux, its 0kay.”

“Itth not okay Aradia, itth not okay!” He begins to clamour as his grip on the driftwood begins to loosen, “I fucked up big thith time, and thereth no way I can fix thith.”

“S0llux…”

He feels his grip slipping, he holds on for dear life as he continues to loathe himself, “I am thtupid, tho very thtupid!”

As he insults himself the last of his energy is drained and he loses his handling on the drift wood, he begins to slip into the water and begs for Aradia to help him. He begs and pleads, saying that the two of them need to fix this. She shakes her head no, she can’t help him, she can’t do anything.

She’s already dead.

As Sollux sinks down below and drowns in the very wave of destruction that he himself had made, and had also tried to prevent. He realizes how cruel fate is, and how it is never exactly how you expect things to be. With the last of his breath he glubs, “I loved you…”

Aradia, her ghostly apparition above would cry if she could, she would break down and never stop sobbing if she could. She whispers out to him, “I l0ved y0u as well…” Then returns to the spiritual plane, as the world of Alternia is gone, there is no reason for her to come back now. She bids farewell to Alternia and goes on her way.

Lord English would soon be there to finish the job that Sollux had started.

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[Wigmund]

I've started spamming AO3 with my fics.

I just spend the past 3 hours using 'Find' to track down all the fics I've placed in the past three fanfic threads DX
But now I've got over the over 50 fics I wrote bookmarked so I can copy and paste them over there.
Just gonna have fun with implementing the proper colors, Nepeta's use of "<" fries the use of the homestuck skin, so it's "-" for her.

[Altum]

Ooh the ringmaster? I actually assumed it was the Great Milenko, since he is supposed to lead people astray from the path of shangrila.

The ringmaster is created through ones on sins, so with Gamzee it would probbaly be nonexistant.

But whatever, i may be wrong.

There are a bunch of elements to be reconciled here! Classical mythology (Gamzee calls him Bacchus), Sburb mythology (Denizens create the underlings and pose existential threats to the Land itself), ICP mythology and Hussie's comic Whistles all play roles and hopefully fit together to create this particualr specific manifestation of the Denizen.

In the simplest possible terms, though, he's the Ringmaster because he rules the Land of Tents and Mirth. Anyone who's read Terry Pratchett's Making Money may now have a sudden insight into where this is heading, if I ever finish it.

[SkaianRedeemer]

I've started spamming AO3 with my fics.

I just spend the past 3 hours using 'Find' to track down all the fics I've placed in the past three fanfic threads DX
But now I've got over the over 50 fics I wrote bookmarked so I can copy and paste them over there.
Just gonna have fun with implementing the proper colors, Nepeta's use of "<" fries the use of the homestuck skin, so it's "-" for her.

Wigmund, "&lt;" should give you your angle bracket. I know because A03 tossed a &gt; at me while I was hitting it with a hammer to get the work skins to cooperate.

[Decker]

I've started spamming AO3 with my fics.

I just spend the past 3 hours using 'Find' to track down all the fics I've placed in the past three fanfic threads DX
But now I've got over the over 50 fics I wrote bookmarked so I can copy and paste them over there.
Just gonna have fun with implementing the proper colors, Nepeta's use of "<" fries the use of the homestuck skin, so it's "-" for her.

Seeing as there is only 200 or so homestuck fics over there to begin with, I think you should pick and choose a few of your best to post there. That's what I did anyway.
Also, if you post that many at once, there's going to be a couple of solid pages of just Wigmund.

[lucidSeraph]

I've started spamming AO3 with my fics.

I just spend the past 3 hours using 'Find' to track down all the fics I've placed in the past three fanfic threads DX
But now I've got over the over 50 fics I wrote bookmarked so I can copy and paste them over there.
Just gonna have fun with implementing the proper colors, Nepeta's use of "<" fries the use of the homestuck skin, so it's "-" for her.

Seeing as there is only 200 or so homestuck fics over there to begin with, I think you should pick and choose a few of your best to post there. That's what I did anyway.
Also, if you post that many at once, there's going to be a couple of solid pages of just Wigmund.

I have so few fics that I'm just sticking them all on there *shrug* especially since reVisions is all one story.

[KarneWarrior]

Trial by Void
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The room was smooth and tiled neatly with a large motif of a troll striking down a group of aliens. The floor tiles would occasionally change color, and the picture would change. The only constant was that it always showed trolls lording their superiority over other races.

Against the walls sat several large troughs, each low to the ground and stained with blood from grubs who got in the way too long. Streaks led out of the gristly trough, showing where the dying grubs had trailed off into the center of the room. The dead grubs were then promptly eaten by their bretheren. Why let the nutrients go to waste?

Azla and Iksti huddled in the middle of the room. Three days after hatching, they had finally opened their eyes to the world, subsiting off of light rather than scents and tastes. They had grown quickly as well, now almost two feet long and half a foot in circumference. They were still small, but they also were still the only ones with enough sense to ally with eachother. They kept threats off of the others back and were repayed in kind. They had a sort of friendship going on, but they still hadn't spoken.

A soft buzzer sounded and the larger grubs rished to the front where a sickly purple slime came out of a massive metal tubing. It would start to coagulate in the tube, then drop off from the reat of the slime and spatter the grubs with the gelatin. There was a frenzy, grub biting grub to feast on the slime. The bigger ones would far too often kill the smaller ones, not taking into consideration the size difference in their rush to ingest the incredible concoction.

A bit of the slime landed on Iksti, sticking to her thin skin in a single blob. Azla immediately spun to face the grubs already rushing in toward her back, newborns hardly a day old. They were smaller than he was, and he shrugged them off as Iksti took the ones on the other side. They fought like this for a few minutes, until the rest had given up on getting the slime off of Iksti's back.

Azla helped himself to the spoils; Iksti being unable to reach it herself did nothing to stop him. He was gentle enough to avoid the deeper cuts, although his mandibles nicked her slighlty. Iksti took it silently, looking again at the trough. Somewhere a actual thought began to stir.

We have to get up there.

It was only vaguely recognizable as a thought, but it was certainly not a reaction. She didn't phrase it in words, but in the strange ways grubs think. She nipped her friend, her way of telling him to move with her. He understood and followed her, pushing through the throng to where their eggmates had pushed to. It wasn't anywhere near the trough, but it was closer, and residual schoolslime had stained the floor venom purple. More of it would spatter here, and there would be bigger enemies.

But they would be alone, and Iksti and Azla would be together. There is strength in numbers and they proved that fact, keeping away the hordes of grubs converging on them for a taste of the slime. And because of that, they ate well, they grew large, and smart, and fast.

That is why, only six perigrees later, they found themselves in a unmarked cave, fighting for their lives against horrible monsters. But for the both of them, it was fine.

They weren't alone.

[Sionnan]

I'm the bad kid who's been sticking all of her fics on there and pretty much spamming the hell out of it. I... have a hard time deciding what to and what not to put on it, so I just stick everything there. I probably oughta stop. X[

[lucidSeraph]

I'm the bad kid who's been sticking all of her fics on there and pretty much spamming the hell out of it. I... have a hard time deciding what to and what not to put on it, so I just stick everything there. I probably oughta stop. X[

... but I like it when you put your fics here!

(also did you see I posted more purple!Dave?)

[Wigmund]

I'm just putting up the Hybrid Fics plus a couple of stand-alone fics for now and the fic that got me jailed.