MSPA Fanfiction IV

[KarneWarrior]

Hey guys, what should Iksti's last name be? What about Azla?

[Rebbe]

@Doodled -- Thank you (:

@Kassie -- KASSIE KASSIE KASSIE HELLO BRO! How are you on this fine day?!

(lskdfjsdf I told you to stop doing that!! With that said, however, I am eagerly looking forward to these commentaries. So eagerly )

(hehe, ty, ty!)

@Unlogic -- Haha, I did not see that ending coming at all. The bit with Aradia is probably my favourite (:

@Katrika -- Thank you!! And I hope to be around for a while to come, yes (:

@Graven_Image -- Hmm, people keep telling me that. It must be my superpower or something! Like mind-control, but slightly less flexible.

And hee, I love all of the unspoken implications in that! And this line is my favourite: She'd tell you it was self-defense. She'd be lying.

eta; right, right, BBcode, not HTML.

[emesis]

HUFF PUFF, I have been bullied and/or flattered into posting here by a certain someone -- whom I shall leave nameless, of course -- and so. New to the forums, been writing HOMESTUCK fic for a few months now, blah blah blah etc etc etc. You know the deal. Have some fanfiction!

Maximum Potential -- a Dave/Jade thing that I wrote for my bro Ari, whom I believe goes by 'emesis' over here on these forums? I don't know.

Discordant -- an Aradia thing with a touch of Sollux♥Aradia, which I wrote for my bro Pelly. She probably has an account here too, but I've no clue what it would be. Mmm, and this was inspired by a piece of fanart done by luzerna@DA.

Thicker Than Water -- some Terezi♥Vriska for fun! Ari is partially to blame for this one, too.

Cut to Coda -- and some Dave, in the aftermath of certain updates that occurred just over a month ago.

Roundabouts -- some nice Tavros♠Vriska. Inspired by a certain piece of fanart done by eyes5@DA? You bet!

Camaraderie -- an AU in which Diamonds Droog adopts Aradia. Written at Ari's request after a long conversation in which we decided that this would be the best thing ever.

And that's all for now. I haven't been writing much recently, but eh, I'll see if I can do something about that in the near future. In any case, please enjoy!! (:

omg omg omg omg omg rebbe my moirail hello

ok brb back to just lurking this thread

[Decker]

All those fics are posted at a bad time for me. I won't be able to read them until tomorrow afternoon.

=(

[Rebbe]

omg omg omg omg omg rebbe my moirail hello

ok brb back to just lurking this thread

ARI ARI ARI ARI ARI ARI ARI ARI HI. Good Ari, best moirail!!

what no get back here and write things, i will beat you if i must B|

[Ganato]

That's what you get for ignoring the Fanfiction thread for so long.
And extreme amount of fanfics.
Brb, archive binging.

Also, I just realised that this now on the 77 page....

[Sionnan]

More Striderfic! Toothpaste and dental hygiene and being strapped for cash.

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He heard his brother sitr in his room, and then the door opened to his bedroom. Soft footsteps. Any second now and he'd set off the trap he'd rigged in the- Dave sqwuaked like a chicken in the hall. Yup, there it was. He'd put a smuppet rigged to the ceiling to swing down and hit any unwaring chilluns.

The door squeaked as the kid pushed into the bathroom. Bro frowned and called before he came all the way through, "Knock first!" The door didn't close, but Dave did give a little disgusted sigh and he knocked on the wood as he came in. "Move I hafta pee." And then proceeded to land a kidney punch on his brother,

Bro gave him that one, but rebuffed the little guy with a shove when he tried again. Unfortunately, his balance wasn't all that great after a solid two hours of sleep, and he stumbled into the wall. Bro winced as he listened to him impact in a flurry of limbs. "You okay?"

He got a "No," laden with vitriol.

"Well." And he dipped his toothbrush back into the paste of baking soda and water. "Builds character."

Duve huffed, and commenced watching Bro's night time routine in dogged creepy fashion. He did shit like that sometimes just to see if he could get a reaction out of Bro. Good thing for the older Strider that he was pretty much used to the lack of any privacy with a small child in his abode, so he noted it more out of a spirit of observation rather than any true discomfort that Dave's gaze might have produced. When his child of the corn act wasn't prompting the desired effect, the little punk switched to another tactic. "You're doin' it wrong!" he protested.

Bro's forehead wrinkled as he glanced over. "How can I possibly be brushing my teeth wrong, munchkin. It's right up there with remembering how to breathe."

Dave scoffed and pointed at his mess of baking soda and water. "That's not even toothpaste! You smell like a science fair project," he objected.

"Yeah, well." He tried to think of something that wouldn't turn Dave onto using the stuff, but didn't let him get away with the slam. "Puts hair on your chest," he settled for. Lame.

"Gross!"

"Manly as fuck, you mean."

Dave regarded him skeptically. "Toothpaste is better."

Bro looked at his bubbling toothbrush. "Yeah," he acquiesced

"Then why are you using that?"

Because they'd run fresh outta cash a week ago, and the toothpaste, in a fit of cosmic irony, had done just the same. He'd privately thanked the heathen gods that Dave had brought home a travel-sized tiny tube of the minty chemical goo that very night, because the kindergarten teacher had started some new unit on the importance of hygiene. Or so he guessed. Maybe she just had shitty taste in prizes for classroom activities. Thing was, Bro wasn't going to send his kid to school without being at least marginally clean, so he'd resolved that Dave was to be the sole user of the magical paste until he made more than the 50 cents in his jeans pocket.

Bro only shrugged. "Shits and giggles," he responded, and spat into the sink, turning on the taps to wash away the frugal hygenic attempt.

[mutecebu]

omg omg omg omg omg rebbe my moirail hello

ok brb back to just lurking this thread

ARI ARI ARI ARI ARI ARI ARI ARI HI. Good Ari, best moirail!!

what no get back here and write things, i will beat you if i must B|

I think you just demonstrated how Troll morallegiance is different from friendship. This kind of thing.

[lantadyme]

Sionnan, I love how true you are to Bro struggling through the socioeconomic barriers. I personally think it makes him more awesome.

[lucidSeraph]

Ashes and Glass
((Alt. Title - David: Enter))

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OH SNAP ACTUALLY ON AO3 OOOH

A/N

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Not as interesting as the last two, sorry. Thankfully, shit Hussie just said on Formspring has... inspired me, so when i next choose to blithely procrastinate I can guarantee that you'll get something a bit more telling

Takes place, somewhat obviously, before the other two parts.

@Sionnan - Oh man agh that one hits a little close to home x_X; I just ran out of garbage bags here myself...

[SkaianRedeemer]

Guys, I think HiHH Chapter 11, the one that was delayed twice and I'm just now getting around to? I think it's my kismesis. I want to throttle for being so frustrating to write it but I am enjoying every minute of it. Is that wrong?

Hi Rebbe! I was reading your fic in December or something but it's good to see you here, too!

@Sionnan: My family was just arguing the merits of baking soda as toothpaste a few days ago! Grandparents were raised on it and all, said they had the best teeth in class.

[KarneWarrior]

Hey guys, what should Iksti's last name be? What about Azla?

No suggestions?

[Graven_Image]

Oh, okay. Let's see...

Iksti Larinn

Azla Jormung

[Doodled]

I really need a name for the series I got going on here...

Ah well.

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First and Second Part, Third Part, Fourth Part, and hey look Fifth Part

And without further ado, part six:

Breaking Down

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A web.

Nepeta was trapped in...

A web. Of spider thread.

A spider's web.

Vriska!

The figure brandishing the knife emerged from the shadows...

Nepeta's eyes opened in shock...

She just...

Couldn't...

How...

...

...

It was...

...

...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...

Terezi.

Terezi is the...

She...

killed...

Nepeta felt weak. Too weak to extend her claws to salvage any chance of escaping from the situation.

Terezi started laughing maniacally.

"H3LLO, S1LLY C4T G1RL!"
"W3LCOM3 TO YOUR DOOM!"

Terezi laughed again. Loudly.

Maybe the others will hear hurr... I just got to distract her! Just gotta pawall her!

“:3( < Why are you doing this?! Why?!''

Terezi lifted the knife to Nepeta's neck.

Nepeta suddenly realized...

It wasn't a knife. It was merely Terezi's cane.

"YOU KNOW V3RY W3LL WHY!"
"YOU H4V3 B33N S3TT1NG YOUR G4Z3 ON K4RKL3S FOR TOO LONG!"

Nepeta froze even stiffer. Terezi had her there...

Nepeta started panicking, as Terezi pulled a knife from her cane.

"4ND NOW YOU W1LL P4Y!"

Nepeta screamed.

The knife came closer and closer.

Closer.

It brushed Nepeta's neck, and she could not continue her screaming.

Even worse, Terezi had been covering her mouth.

No help could arrive.

No! Please no!

Why does this have to be the end?

No! I don't want to die!

Please!

I don't want to die!

I want to see Karkat one more time!

To tell him how I feel!

And Sollux too!

I want to be his moirail!

Why?!

WHY???

Why do I have to die?! Please no...

No...

NOOOOOOOOOOO-




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Terezi...

laughed.

And lowered the knife.

Nepeta caught herself a bit, and started screaming into Terezi's hand.

She bit down with her teeth, and Terezi NAK'd her on the head with her cane.

Nepeta, dazed, could do nothing but listen.

"C4LM DOWN N3P3T4! GOG!"

"H3H3H3H3H3H3!"

“:33 < Wha..."

She could speak again.

"1 GOT YOU GOOD TH4T T1M3, D1DN'T 1?"

Nepeta was stunned.

Wha?!... That was...

"VR1SK4 4CTU4LLY H3LP3D M3 S3T 1T UP,

C4N YOU B3L13V3 TH4T?"

After a moment's pause, Nepeta regained enough of her composure to speak again.

“>:3( < "THAT WASN'T VERY NICE!!!"

Terezi stopped laughing.

She grew solemn, and quickly became ashamed of herself.

"1... 1...

1'M SORRY..."

Terezi brandished the knife again, this time in a friendlier way.

As she approached Nepeta again, this time to cut her free, she stopped.

A sly look appeared on her face.

"SO YOU DO H4V3 RED F33L1NGS FOR K4RKL3S, HUH?"

Nepeta's eyes widened, and her face quickly turned from rage to embarrassment.

She painfully tried to argue.

“:33 < um... no..."

Terezi cackled.

Nepeta shuddered.

"1 KN3W 1T! H3H3H3H3H3..."

Nepeta looked down, almost ashamed.

"NO, NO, W41T, N3P3T4..."
"1'M NOT M4D OR 4NYTH1NG..."

Nepeta suffered whiplash as her head flipped upwards.

She was certainly confused!

"HON3STLY, 1 N3V3R R34LLY H4D FLUSH3D F33L1NGS FOR H1M."

Nepeta's still-continuing habits caused her to twitch.

Now I gotta fix that spot on my wall...

"OR M4YB3 1 D1D, 4ND DON'T 4NYMOR3."
"WH4T3V3R."

Nepeta stuttered a bit, trying to figure this all out...

"SO Y34H N3P3T4. YOU GO FOR K4RKL3S! 1'LL B3 ROOT1NG FOR YOU..."

Terezi slashed at Nepeta's bindings with two big slashes.

Nepeta fell to the floor unceremoniously, only barely being saved by her feline instincts.

Before she could thank, scold, or question Terezi further, she disappeared.

Terezi had started walking back towards the transportalizer to the main room.

Wondering if she had done the right thing.

Nepeta starting walking hurriedly to the transportalizer as well, hoping to catch up with Terezi.

Halfway there, though, she heard a familiar sound.

She had heard it before, not too long ago.

It sounded...

Bad.

She walked slowly in the direction of the sound, to confirm its source...

“:3( < someone's crying... sollux?''

Nepeta hurried down two turns in the corridors of the inner meteor until she finally arrived...

to see...

Karkat.

He wasn't raging.

No, he was sobbing.

In a corner. By himself.

Just...

Sitting...

And crying...

He wasn't not-raging for long, as he quickly saw Nepeta.

"GO AWAY, FUCKASS."

The rush of tickled-fancy that went through Nepeta was cut short.

Something had hit the floor.

A tear.

Nepeta gasped a little too loudly.

It was tinted bright red!

Karkat looked from the tear to the feline-wearer standing a few feet away.

"YEAH. I HAVE FUCKING CANDY BLOOD... I'M A FUCKING MUTANT, OKAY?!?!?"

Nepeta was as disconcerted by this revelation as anyone, but she was brought down by Karkat's mood.

Nepeta approached Karkat, then quickly huddled beside him.

Karkat looked up at Nepeta, a look of disgust appearing in his eye, but nothing else to show for it.

Nepeta purred softly into his ear.

It calmed him, for a reason that disturbed him.

“:33 < what's the matter, karkat?'
"WHAT...
IS...
THE MATTER?!??!"

All his signature rage came back to him at full force.

"I'M SUPPOSED TO BE THE LEADER
OF A BUNCH OF HALF-WITS AND PSYCHOPATHES
WHO ARE ALL DOOMED TO FAIL IN THE FIRST PLACE!
OUR SPECIES IS ALMOST AS EXTINCT AS VRISKA'S SANITY,
AND TO TOP IT ALL OFF, THE ONLY TROLLS WHO CAN EVEN BE CONSIDERED TO BE MY "FRIENDS"
ARE NOW BEING DEAD ALL OVER THE FUCKING PLACE!"

Karkat slumped down the wall.

His voice quieted, but his voice still contained the rage.

"I...
I'VE FAILED THEM.
I'VE BECOME A FUCKING FAILURE.
LIKE ERIDAN IS AT EVERYTHING.
GOG.
FUCKING.
DAMN.
IT.
FUCK!"

Karkat's voice slipped into becoming incomprehensible, before finally breaking down into blubbering.

He sobbed, and Nepeta felt a bit of deja vu...

She embraced Karkat.

Strong enough to make Equius proud.

Karkat began sobbing and trembling even harder.

Nepeta became worried, but she shouldn't have.

Karkat was opening up to her.

More than just a little bit.

Nepeta began to cry with Karkat a little bit.

Oh no... Not this again...

She didn't really want to relive this again...

So she did something different.

She kissed him.

Right on the lips.

Karkat was stunned.

More than stunned.

His open eyes revealed the battle between rage and happiness happening within him.

Nepeta stood up, wiped away one last emerald tear, then walked off towards the transportalizer.

Karkat could only think of one thing...

...matesprit...?

Karkat sank back down into the uncomfortable wall, and thought...

"H3H3H3H3H3..."

OH FUCK.

"H3Y K4RKL3S."

How long had she been standing there?!

"HOW LO-"

"1'V3 B33N ST4ND1NG H3R3 LONG 3NOUGH, K4RK4T."

"SHIT."
"I..."
"I CAN EXPLA-"

"NO N33D, K4RK4T."
"YOU L1K3 H3R, DON'T YOU?"
"4DM1T 1T."

Karkat stuttered, and was unable to truly respond.

"YOU DO... YOU R34LLY DO..."

Karkat tried to step towards Terezi, to try to explain what had happened...

"1T'S F1N3! 1T R34LLY 1S!"

Karkat stopped in his tracks.

"WH-...WHAT?!"

"K4RK4T, 1F YOU H4V3 R3D F33L1NGS FOR N3P3T4, 1'M NOT GO1NG TO G3T 1N YOUR W4Y..."

"B3S1D3S, W3 W3R3 N3V3R R34LLY TOG3TH3R, R1GHT?"

There was so much that Karkat wanted to correct.

He wasn't sure what to feel about Nepeta, but he sure as shit that he didn't want to lose Terezi.

Before he could collect his thoughts and recite them in a well-organized rage-rant, Terezi was gone.

Already.

FUCKING.

NEPETA.

...

GOG.
FUCKING.
DAMNIT.

...

Then again, maybe he did like her...

Which is why, when he heard her yell in terror,

anything that wasn't saving her life was pushed out of his brain.

SHIT! SHIT!

NOT AGAIN!

FUCK!

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A lot of Nepeta.

But take one look at my avatar and signature.

Can you really blame me?

:P

[draconicAlgorithm]

It's actually a very good thing that Vriska allowed Bec to be prototyped.

Also, rainbows.

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Doll

Decided to be safe and link it because of blood. Haha, get it? Rainbows? Blood? (Also character death.) And it's on Deviantart because I'm too lazy to try and get it formatted right on AO3 at the moment.

A/N:

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Inspired by Garth Nix's Ragwitch, which I haven't actually read all of yet. Also, dolls are creepy.

[Doodled]

It's actually a very good thing that Vriska allowed Bec to be prototyped.

Also, rainbows.

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Doll

Decided to be safe and link it because of blood. Haha, get it? Rainbows? Blood? (Also character death.) And it's on Deviantart because I'm too lazy to try and get it formatted right on AO3 at the moment.

A/N:

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Inspired by Garth Nix's Ragwitch, which I haven't actually read all of yet. Also, dolls are creepy.

O_O

Whoa...

That is so awesome in such a creepy way.

Nice.

Edit: (For Tybian's post below)

That.

Is.

Awesome.

In every way.

[Tybian Sothoth]

http://www.mspaforums.com/showthread...=1#post4515717
http://www.mspaforums.com/showthread...=1#post4517215
http://www.mspaforums.com/showthread...=1#post4521451
http://www.mspaforums.com/showthread...=1#post4525474
http://www.mspaforums.com/showthread...=1#post4526712
http://www.mspaforums.com/showthread...=1#post4526848
http://www.mspaforums.com/showthread...=1#post4531039
http://www.mspaforums.com/showthread...=1#post4532950
http://www.mspaforums.com/showthread...=1#post4535661
http://www.mspaforums.com/showthread...=1#post4539642
http://www.mspaforums.com/showthread...=1#post4543269

The Survivor
Chapter 12

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Tybian: Spot the Seer

You catch a glimpse of her heading into a cavern-like structure. Looks like she's still on her planet, how convenient.

Tybian: Landx2! and Surveyx2!

The world feels...alive. The sky glows teal with large interconnected blots covering it. Every so often you can feel a faint burst of energy emanating throughout the entire area. You feel calmed...as nothing could go wro-OH GOD DAMNIT, OF ALL THE PLACES YOU COULD HAVE APPEARED, YOU MANAGE TO LAND YOURSELF IN THE MIDDLE OF A STREAM.
THIS PLACE SUCKS ASS

Land of Thought and Flow

Tybian: Get out of the water and message the Seer

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-- foreverParadox [FP] began trolling gallowsCalibrator [GC]

FP: /'M SURPR/SED YOU HAVEN'T MANAGED TO TR/P AND FA// /NTO ONE OF THESE STREAMS YET!!!
FP: THAT WOU/D BE VERY UNFORTUNATE /F THE POOR B//ND PROSECUTOR WERE TO /OSE HER BA/ANCE /N A// THAT MAYHEM!!!
FP: AND F/ND HERSE/F GU/P/NG COP/OUS AMOUNTS OF WE/RD PURP/E WATER!!!
FP: SER/OUS/Y THOUGH!!!
FP: WHAT'S THE DEAL W/TH THE PURP/E WATER!!!
GC: 1 DONT KNOW
GC: 1 DONT M1ND 1T MUCH
GC: WH4T DO3S TH3 B3L4T3D Y3T D3NS3 D3F3NS3 ATTORN3Y W4NT
GC: TH3 PROS3CUT1ON D3M4NDS AN 3XPL4N4T1ON
FP: WE OF THE DEFENSE F/ND THE PROSECT/ON GU//TY OF CR/MES AGA/NST NATURA/ /AW AND ORDER!!!
FP: SHE-THEY ARE SER/OUS/Y WREAK/NG A FUCK TON OF HAVOC ACROSS THE UN/VERSE!!!
FP: WE DEMAND JUST/CE!!!
GC: TH3 COURT W1LL HUMOR TH3 D3F3NS3S CLA1MS FOR ONLY A SHORT P3R1OD
GC: WH4T 3X4CTLY HAS THE PROS3CUT1ON DON3
GC: W3 N33D F4CTS
GC: F4CTS W3 S4Y
FP: TWO-HUNDRED COUNTS OF SPACE T/ME D/STORT/ON W/TH NO REGARD FOR PUB//C SAFETY!!!
FP: 8 ACCOUNTS OF TRUCE BREAK/NG AND LAUNDER/NG OF OTHER-WOR/DlY NARCOT/CS!!!
FP: 2 ACCOUNTS OF BE/NG A TOTA/ MEAN/E!!!
FP: AND 1 ACCOUNT OF UN/VERSA/ GENOC/DE W/TH NO /NTENT/ON OF C/EANUP!!!
FP: WE DEMAND THAT THE PRROSECUT/ON BE STR/PPED OF THE/R CURRENT RANK/NGS AND CEASE A// CONTACT W/TH FE//OW CR/M/NA/S AT /ARGE!!!
FP: WE A/SO DEMAND SOME FRESH TOWE/S!!!
GC: FR3SH TOW3LS HUH
FP: FOR OUR /EAKY S/TUAT/ON!!!
FP: THE M/DD/E OF A STREAM DOES NOT MAKE THE BEST PEDESTA/ OF JUST/CE!!!
GC: TH3 COURTROOM SCOFFS 4T TH3S3 L34KY SH3N4N1G4NS
GC: SUR3LY TH3 D3F3NS3 DO3S NOT 3XP3CT 4 W1N WH1L3 TH31R TROUS3RS 4R3 SO1L3D W1TH L13S
FP: OBJECT/ON!!!
GC: WH4TS TH4T
GC: 1 D1DNT QU1T3 C4TCH TH4T L4ST P4RT
GC: 1TS SO H4RD TO H34R WH3N YOUR3 4 POOR BL1ND G1RL
FP: THAT DOESN'T EVEN MAKE SENSE!!!
GC: OV3RRUL3D MR 4TTORN3Y
GC: YOUR 3MPTY CL41MS AND W1LD D3M4NDS 4G41NST TH1S 1NNOC3NT BL1ND D34F MUT3
GC: H4S 4LLOW3D TH3 COURT TO M4K3 IT'S D3C1S1ON
FP: S/NCE WHEN ARE YOU MUTE!!!
GC: YOU W1LL SW1NG MR 4TTORN3Y
FP: FUCK!!!
FP: WHY!!!
GC: FOR 2 COUNTS OF 1NNSUFF3R4BL3 NUC4NS1NG
GC: 4ND 1 COUNT OF UTT3R BULLSH1T
FP: WHY, SAY WE!!!
FP: WHY!!!
GC: YOU FORG3T TH3 PROS3CUT1ON 1S D34F TO YOUR CR1ES
GC: BL1ND TO YOUR 4TT3MPTS TO MOT1ON M3RCY
GC: 4ND MUT3 TO OFF3R 1T
FP: FUUUUUUUUC-HRK!!!
GC: TH3 PROS3CUT1ON R3STS
GC: >:]
FP: YOU'// BE SORRY!!!
GC: H3H3H3H3
GC: TH3 PROS3CUT1ON DO3SNT TH1NK SO

-- foreverParadox [FP] ceased trolling gallowsCalibrator [GC] --

-- carcinoGeneticist [CG] began trolling gallowsCalibrator [GC] --

CG: I
CG: AM
CG: GOING
CG: TO BE
CG: FUCKING
CG: SICK.
GC: >:[

[Tybian Sothoth]

It's actually a very good thing that Vriska allowed Bec to be prototyped.

Also, rainbows.

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Doll

Decided to be safe and link it because of blood. Haha, get it? Rainbows? Blood? (Also character death.) And it's on Deviantart because I'm too lazy to try and get it formatted right on AO3 at the moment.

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Inspired by Garth Nix's Ragwitch, which I haven't actually read all of yet. Also, dolls are creepy.

The thought yet remains

Where is Terezi when you need her!!

[draconicAlgorithm]

@ Doodled: Why thank you, I try.

@ Tybian: Not getting killed by a creepy doll? No one knows. (Not even me.)

[Embargo]

So heres a short convo that I did between two characters. Because. Just Because.

Fuck it, its untitled. Can't think of anything.

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-- broditiousOverseer [BO] began trolling candlelightCoxswain[CC] --

BO: you know shits about to go down when amBROse is in the fuckin house

BO: i just came back from the illest and i mean the sickest of fucking parties

BO: the chillest of brews were bein passed around i dont even have to tell you how much bro shit went down

BO: cool bros best friends

BO: me and the bros are gonna have another get-together tomorrow

BO: i was wonderin if you wanted to come seein as all the other guys are bringin somebody

CC: It's surprising you're even talking to me right now, especially considering you're asking me to go to another one of your parties.

CC: Didn't our last encounter teach you anything?

CC: I do remember dragging you to my hangar, flying us up into restricted airspace, kicking you out of my airship, and sending you nook-deep into the nearest body of water I could find.

CC: From several thousand feet.

CC: Without a chute. Caw.

BO: cmon siva i thought you were over that

BO: bro makes one fuckin mistake and suddenly shit gets real

BO: anyway i promise not to flirt with you this time i just really need someone to come chill with me

BO: gotta be keepin up appearances with the guys you know

CC: Let me first give you a swift and judicious "fuck you". Caw.

CC: You and your... "bros" are the lowest of lifeforms. Fucking wigglers flailing about trying to prove once and for all who has the market cornered for stupidity. Its pitiful. Caw Caw.

CC: I don't see why you hang out with them. They don't even like you for you. They see your blood color and philanthropy as something to take advantage of.

CC: That said, I've warned you about drinking that sludge you call "chill".

CC: I wouldn't be surprised if sludge turned out to be the main ingredient you use in your brews.

BO: yeah you already warned me bro

BO: but i got my super secret recipe locked down sludge free and everythin

BO: shits like maximum motherfuckin security aint no way this could go wrong

BO: you gotta try it i promise you that youll discharge fuckin blocks when you taste it

BO: but not in the bad way you know what i mean

CC: Oh, don't worry. I know exactly what you mean.

CC: But, unfortunately, we'll need to reschedule that. I'm busy.

BO: cmon siva your always busy

BO: we used to hang out before and play games and shit

BO: we were like fuckin troll bonnie and clyde stealin from everybody and doin whatever we wanted

BO: all of fuckin alternia was ours but then you just up and dropped everythin

BO: now your always actin like a flighty BROad and goin off the grid

CC: Can we not make this deteriorate into bro puns? I'd rather this not take place.

CC: But yes, I do miss those days. You were less of an idiot back then.

BO: and you were more of a bro

CC: Quite. Now then, shoo. Begone.

CC: I've quite a few projects to attend to and I'd really rather not put them off any longer.

CC: Because, like I've said,

CC: I'm busy.

BO: fine but you owe me

BO: we gotta hang out its gonna happen

BO: im gonna find something totally bro we can both do and were gonna play together like in the old days

CC: You do that. Good bye Ambrose.

BO: 3:-(

CC: Oh, sorry. I forgot.

CC: Good bye AmBROse.

BO: 3:-)
-- broditiousOverseer [BO] ceased trolling candlelightCoxswain[CC] --

[Graven_Image]

Once more, we present...

Indystuck

Chapter 20

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OPEN PESTERLOG

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MR: Okay
MR: That's the last machine
MR: Are you sure the princess will be okay with you taking her house?
NA: Quote, the Princess and I are very close.
NA: If I have half a second to explain, she'll understand.
NA: I'm saving her life, after all.
MR: Alright
MR: If you're sure you know what you're doing...
NA: And I am.
NA: Reversing and all that.
NA: Thank you for your asssistance.

neckwearAficionado ceased pestering mischeviousRobot

MR: Uhh
MR: Okay
MR: I guess

Tim's plan was perfect.

He knew the princess was here, because that was where she had been the last time he had been here. And things like that never change.

He went through the steps, one by one, until only two things remained.

The light floated in front of him, shimmering bright white. He put the ring in, as the flow of time demanded he do.

The ring. Symbol of love, hope, and faith. In it was everything he and the Princess shared and cherished.

And what it had to become was something Tim hated.

In times lost to perception and beyond relevance to anything but Tim, this thing had borne the Princess's likeness, through a terrible and wholly traumatic accident. He grew apart from her, as she grew strange and unfamiliar to him. She would speak in riddles and half-truths, a mockery of the love they had shared.

But she didn't now. Because that horrible and tragic thing that happened long ago never would.

The Princess would never wear the ring.

Tim would wear it instead.

As it slipped onto his finger, it whispered to him in an arcane language that he had long since learned to decipher. And it was in this tongue that he told the ring to stay silent.

OPEN SPRITELOG

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RINGSPRITE: !!!???!!!?!?!
TIM: That's right.
TIM: I know all about what you intended to do.
TIM: So let's cut to the chase.
RINGSPRITE: ????????????
TIM: Yes, I already know how to speak to you.
TIM: I already know everything you do.
TIM: And I fully intend to keep this as a business relationship.
TIM: You will take me where I want, do what I tell you to do, and you will not argue.
TIM: I am the Wizard of Time, and you are my weapon. Is that clear?
RINGSPRITE: ........
RINGSPRITE: .
TIM: Good.
TIM: Now, pardon me.
TIM: I have a Princess to save.

It was a painting.

A painting of him, wearing that smug, self-satisfied grin that had last seen fit to show itself three years ago.

He hated the way he looked in it. Every time he had to break it, he felt less and less uneasy about it.

He brought down his boot, snapping the picture in half like a pane of glass.

The Princess was saved. All was well.

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bootStrapper began pestering craftyMiner

BS: heheheHEHEHEHE
BS: heeeEEEEEEeeeey there steeeve
CM: what in the
CM: who the heck are you
BS: just an INTERESTED third party
BS: who happens to see your future
CM: uh huh right
CM: what does my future hold oh great seer person
BS: I'll give you a hint
BS: sssssssssssssssssssss
CM: what
CM: no
CM: no no no no
CM: i thought i got rid of them all
BS: SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
CM: okay stop it
CM: before i have some sort of meltdown here
CM: there will be metaphors
CM: and they will get increasingly tortured as we go on is that what you want
BS: SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

craftyMiner blocked bootStrapper

bootStrapper is now in craftyMiner's trollslum!

[Metaflare]

I like how just a single repetition of a single certain consonant can make Steve rage

[Wigmund]

Bluh, bluh I've been feeling uninspired recently. Dammit. But I have had an idea floating around my head I might as well get out. It's set in the same post-game world that some of my other fics are set in.

Twelve Little Blackbirds:
Maternal Blues

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In the seven years that have passed since the completion of the joint session and the arrival of the 16 heroes and those traveling with them in the universe of their own creation, much has changed.

What initially had been an isolated compound far from any of the other civilizations being built upon the world, suddenly found itself at the center of a growing town as those who had been children moved out to start their own families and those seeking protection found safety with the most powerful beings in the world. With this growth, a new society was formed, mixing the old with the new.

And with a new society meant new rules. Rules that had to be enforced. Much like when one of the heroes decided to continue her old games and nearly invited ruination upon all her companions had created. Most wanted her to pay the highest price for her treachery, but one managed to convince them that she should be punished in a way that didn't involve her demise.

For the twelve little hybrids, the growing town meant that there were new places to explore and new people to play with. Not only did they have additional siblings as their parents married and started their own families, the newcomers brought their own. And with this growing population of children, the founders felt that it would be fitting that they organize a school to educate their children and the children of the townsfolk. So, the hybrids got to experience school. A small price to pay for all the adventures they would have the rest of the time.


The school's instructor rang the bell that signaled the end of the learning day and the humans, hybrids and trolls of various ages that packed the building all streamed out. Most everyone ran straight home to drop off their learning materials before heading back outside, but one child hung around the front of the school building until he felt it was safe to run around to the backside of the building.

He made his way into the alleyways that were forming like spiderwebs as the town grew nearly unchecked. He liked these areas, they were so secretive.

He particularly liked this one because this was where he could find the individual he was looking for.

He crept into an abandoned market stall and could see a figure wrapped up in a cloak and hood. He walked up to the individual and stood in front of them. The cloaked figure picked up their hood so that a lone eye could be seen inside, until a small fanged smile formed and the white teeth glinted in the shadowy stall. The boy giggled and hugged the woman. She returned the embrace, sat down upon a bench and put the child upon her knee.
"I found you Mommy!" The boy laughed and hugged the woman.
She looked down at him, "Soooooooo, how was school today Poe? Are you doing well?"

The boy nodded at her and started to dig through his pack. He pulled out some papers that had been drawn upon. She took a couple of them and looked through them.
"We drew pictures of our families today."
She flipped a page and saw a picture of his family. A black-haired human, a blonde human woman and a hook-horned troll female dressed in green, in front of them were four children of the same age: two girls and two boys, one of the boys had an arrow pointing at him and "This is meeee!" written above him. Additionally, there was a baby in the arms of the blonde woman as well as the troll.
"Two 8a8ies?"
The boy nodded his head while he hugged his mother. She flipped the page and found a page that had obviously been crumpled up and most likely stuffed into a pocket. On it was a proud troll woman with a hooked horn and a crescent horn, she was wearing a huge smile and she was holding hands with the marked boy from the previous picture.
"Why is this one crumpled up Poe?"
The boy frowned as he took the picture and tried to straighten it out, "I'm sorrrry Mommy. They just don't like it when I draw pictures of you. Everyone is still angry at you..."

The boy stopped and quickly looked up at his mother's face, he saw cerulean tears forming in her eye. He started to tear up, "I'm sorry Mommy! Please don't cry! Please!" He hugged her and started to sob.

She never wanted this, she never wanted to lose the most important thing in her life. It was bad enough that she lost her ability to manipulate others and her eight-fold vision as part of her punishment, but what truly hurt was when they decided that she was unworthy of raising her own child.

She lost everything then. Her supposed matesprit left her for a local, she found herself shunned and she found herself being forced to watch her only child grow up without his biological mother.

And it hurt.

It hurt when she ran into them in town and her former companions would shield the boy from her sight.

It hurt when she would be barred from entering a place because he was already inside.

It hurt to see the human she came to love look at her with pain in his eyes when he had to take the boy from her arms when the sentenced her.

It hurt when she spent the time alone with herself. No powers, no games, nothing. She was forced to be with herself.

She spent months in pure agony as she tore herself apart, cut herself down for every fault, every slight...it hurt that there was no one there to help.

The boy pushed back her hood so he could see her face clearly.

...it hurt when in a fit of depression, she sawed off her own horns...

"I love you Mommy."

It hurt when she heard her son say that to her and she knew the time she had with him was temporary. Someone would come looking soon. Someone always did. Hopefully the two would have enough time to at least talk about his day, that's all she wanted now. To care about someone else, to have someone genuinely love her despite her horrible past, her horrible sins.

And all she had was Poe.

"Poe? Are You Back Here Again? Poe, I'm Looking For-"
Vriska and Poe looked up to see Kanaya standing in the entrance to the stall. Her eyes narrowed as she looked at was going on in the shadows.
"What Are You Doing Here? You Know You Are Barred From Interacting With Poe Egbert."

Vriska clung desperately to her son, she didn't want to lose him. Tears streamed from her lone eye. She grimaced and tried not to sob in front of him, she couldn't stand losing him. Poe did the same to her.

Kanaya looked at the two and sighed.
"Why Must You Do This Vriska? Why Must You Torture Yourself?"
Kanaya walked up to them and sat down next to Vriska on the bench, she rubbed Poe's hair as she did so. He moved so he was on Vriska's opposite side.
"Do Not Worry Child, I Am Not Going To Take You Away From Her Just Yet. I'm Feeling Rather Soft Today."

"Actually...Poe, go ahead and go 8ack home. I want to talk to Auntie Kanaya. Have a good day my 8oy..."
Poe looked at the two and slowly backed out of the stall before running off. As he exited her sight, Vriska started to sob in pure misery.

She felt an arm reach around her shoulder and a hand pat her on the leg. She leaned into Kanaya as she wept.
"I'm Sorry Vriska, I'm Sorry That You Have To Suffer Like This."
"No...no, I deserve this. I 8rought all of this upon myself. I was a stupid 8road again."
Vriska clawed at her face, tears and blood started to streak her face. Kanaya grabbed her hands and pulled them away.
"You Were Being Yourself Unfortunately. But I Have Reason To Believe That The Troll In Front Of Me Now Is Not The Same One Who Stood In Front Of The Council Two Years Ago."
"No K8n8y8! I am! I'm still that stupid 8itch! I'm still the horri8le person that killed Aradia, that 8linded Terezi, that crippled and killed Tavros, that tried to use her stupid fucking powers to make a villain so powerful that she would 8e the only 8eing a8le to defe8t it only to regret her actions when she lost her arm yet again, that lost her lover to a resurrected girl, that lost her second lover 8ecause he couldn't stand her, that lost her child 8ecause she was a true fucking idiot and tried to mess with forces 8eyond her control in this new world! A world where we were 8ll starting over! I fucked it up! I fucked everything up!"
Kanaya held Vriska's hand as she went through this lament, "You Are Correct That You Did All Those Horrible Things Vriska Serket. You Have Done Many Horrible Things Over Your Lifetime, But Your Life Is Not Over. You Can Still Try To Make Amends."
"Who with???????? Everyone h8s me! No8ody w8nts anything to do with me!"
"I Am Here."
Vriska stopped and stared at the woman holding her hands. She sniffed loudly.
"I Would Not Be Here Holding Your Hands, Talking To You, After I Found You Interacting With The Child You Were Specifically Barred From Meeting."

Vriska's eye narrowed and she sneered at Kanaya, "It's 8ecause you're a meddling meddlesome 8itch..."
"Yes, But I Still Care For My Former Moirail...I Still..."
Vriska looked away and blushed a bit, "You still love me don't you?" Kanaya only nodded.
"I thought you were with John and Rose?"
"Rose Specifically."
"Then who does that 8a8y in your arms in that picture Poe drew 8elong to?"
"That Was...That Was A Mistake..." Kanaya sighed. Vriska wrapped her arms around Kanaya and embraced her.

"Why do you put up with it then?"
"Because I Love Rose And She Truly Does Love Me...I Just Don't Know How To Deal With John..."
Vriska laughed and squeezed Kanaya, "Neither do I, he's something else."
"Indeed," Kanaya pulled herself away from Vriska and wiped her eyes, "That's Why You Should Talk To Him About Seeking Forgiveness. I Am Quite Sure That If You Can Show That You Have Changed That You Can Gain His Trust."
"So? John trusts everyone! It's the others-"
"The Others Look To Him For Guidance. He Is Their Leader. Despite His Childish Ways, Everyone Trusts Him.
He Is The Reason That You Were Only Punished With The Loss Of Your Eye, Powers And Child. He Tried To Let You Keep Contact With Poe, But The Others Demanded More."

Vriska sat back, amazed. John, the boy she had tormented almost as much as Tavros, did that for her..."Why???????? Why would he do th8t for me?"
"Because He Cares For You. He Believes That There Is Someone Better Inside You. That If You Were Given Time And Motivation, You Would Improve."
Vriska sat back and started to laugh, so did Kanaya.
"I love that fool."
"Everyone Does."

Kanaya looked outside, the sun was getting low in the sky. She frowned and turned back to Vriska, only to find that she was right behind her.
"I Am Sorry, But It Is Getting Late. I Must Head Back Home And Help John And Rose Contain The Small Horde They Are Taking Care Of."
She hugged Vriska, who returned the embrace.

Then Kanaya left the lonely troll in the back alley. Vriska pulled up her hood and made her way to the cottage she had on the edge of town. There were only abandoned buildings here. No one wanted to live with her.

She went over to her bed and pulled a piece of paper from her robe and used a nail to pin it to the wall.

She would go to sleep looking at the hand-drawn picture of a blue-blooded troll holding the hand of a little hybrid.

Tomorrow...tomorrow she would go talk to John.

Maybe Kanaya was right, maybe she could seek forgiveness from the others. She would never forgive herself...but maybe they would see what she had become...they would see that she had changed...

Hopefully they would believe it, but she doubted it.

Her past was too much to ignore.

Vriska fell asleep with cerulean tears staining her pillow.

A/N:

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I could probably do better, but the idea was disjointed. But maybe getting this out of the way will let whatever was backed up behind it flow out. Damn mental log jams.

I'm eventually going to do more stories involving the hybrids (The Twelve Little Blackbirds as I've come to call them), to develop them more as characters.

Since I'm here rambling, I might as well drop this off: A timeline of the post-game world I like writing about, I originally posted a version of it with the fic that got me jailed.

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One week before crossing over (BC): The kids and trolls unite in a joint session and defeat Bec Noir, Vriska loses her left arm again, Aradia dies again and her soul is recaptured and placed into another robot shell as they try to figure out how to resurrect her again. For some reason Tavros is alive and missing his legs...again…dammit Tavros…

Six days BC: John inadvertently creates the first hybrids while messing around with the ectobiology equipment. Karkat's pissed and the others are forced to deal with parenthood. [Hybrid Shenanigans]
That night, Dave and John are murdered.

Five days BC: TerrorCal's reign of terror.

Four days BC: Kids and trolls are resurrected by Mrs Lalonde. This resurrection changes both groups’ biology, but the changes for the trolls won’t be noticed for years as the effects take their time to set in.

Three days BC: Karaoke Night

One day BC: Grandpa Harley departs and returns to Earth, finds young Jade and that time loop continues.

Cross-over: The kids and trolls unite to open the doorway to their Reward. They find themselves on a world where there are both humans and trolls, both of which are at a level of technology roughly equivalent to the Earth's middle ages. Hybrids are prevalent as the two groups interact with each other for various reasons.

Roughly one month after crossing over (AC): Winter arrives and the kids and trolls have fun. Aradia is finally well enough to leave the estate/fortress they built because The Guardians had felt that she needed to take time adjusting to being alive again. Aradia admits her feelings to Tavros, confronts Vriska and suggests that she start tormenting Eridan (who is ecstatic that someone is finally paying attention to him). [First Snow and follow-ups]

Roughly two months AC: The group decides to hold a Christmas-style celebration. The kids make the trolls cry by giving them stuffed versions of their lusci. [Gift of Happiness]
Jade and Karkat finally admit their feelings for each other. Nepeta and Hearts Boxcar cheer this news.

About one year AC: Mr. Egbert and Mrs. Lalonde have a little boy (Ambrose). She and Mr. Egbert decide to have a little ceremony celebration their union. Trolls experience their first wedding, are terribly confused that humans have special ceremonies for stuff like this.

Roughly three years AC: Dave and Terezi have a girl named Rouge [Unexpected Surprise]

Roughly five years AC: Karkat proposes to Jade. They get married. [The Big Day]
Dave and Terezi have a boy, Crimson.
Due to pressure from everyone around him, John proposes to Rose.

Additionally, some native groups (human, troll and hybrid) have started to build a thriving village ( around the group's compound. This will eventually become the hub of a vast empire in centuries to come.

Vriska attempts to manipulate a nomadic tribe that wandered close to the growing village, unintentionally prompting them to attack. She is punished by having the portion of her mind that controls her powers disabled and her eight-fold eye removed. This punishment, while harsh, is significantly less so than the pressure to have her put to death. She becomes a pariah and loses access to Poe.

Roughly six years AC: Jade and Karkat have a little boy, Hass.
Kade catches a nasty cold and, while bed-ridden, Karkat reads to her [A Storybook Story].

Roughly seven years AC: Twelve Little Blackbird stories about the ecto-hybrids take place around this time.

Roughly thirty years AC: Kade Vantas and Red Strider have a boy. This boy finds a device that lets him write notes across time and space to his grandmother when she was his age.

[Doodled]

Wigmund...

Dear gog...

You are more epic than I first thought you were.

Wow...

[horosphere]

Guys, I think HiHH Chapter 11, the one that was delayed twice and I'm just now getting around to? I think it's my kismesis. I want to throttle for being so frustrating to write it but I am enjoying every minute of it. Is that wrong?

No. To find true hate is a beautiful thing, not something to be ashamed of. The trolls would be proud of you. Especially Karkat. I'm sure he'd be delighted by the idea of a human coming to understand blackrom.

....hmm.



...okay yeah, I don't even know. I'm sorry.