MSPA Fanfiction IV

[Karijou]

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The lab is a wreck. Your computer is a smoking ruin, a crater in the grey desk, a mirror image of the one Aradia left when she exploded. Random bits and pieces of things ay strewn about, scorch marks from where they were blasted by psychic power colliding with white science.

Kanaya is sobbing in the corner. Sollux breaths ragged breaths on the desk accross from you. Karkat is speechless, trying to come to terms with what just happened. And in a pool of her own blood, with a hole that you yourself put there with a thought, lays the one true love of your life. She's dying, but slowly, suffocating on her own magenta blood. You level your science stick and sever her head cleanly.

And you don't feel... Anything.

oh my god

Wow, how does this make me both hate and like Eridan just a little more. :'[ I LIKE IT QUITE A BIT, especially given what you've managed to do with so few words, but I do feel the need to point out: "pieces of things ay strewn about..."

Partners

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"uHHHH, sO, dOES THIS MEAN THAT YOU'RE,,,"

"dead? it shore does. w)(o did you in?"

"oH, i WAS KILLED BY, uHHH, VRISKA,"

"T)(AT BITCH! O)( my glub, tavros, I am so angry right now!"

"bUT, uHHH, iT'S OKAY NOW, NOW THAT IT'S OVER, RIGHT?"

"t)(at may be true, but still...if -Eridan )(adn't killed me and said )(e was going to work with Jack it wouldn't )(ave mattered! I could help them! W)(y? W)(y on eart)( would he do t)(at?"

"uMMM, MAYBE OLD HABITS DIE HARD, I GUESS,"

"T)(-EY SUR-E DI-E )(ARD-ER T)(AN I DO. I'M SO PISS-----------ED!"

"bUT, UM, I GUESS THIS IS WHAT WAS SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN, RIGHT? i MEAN MAYBE IT'S GOOD THAT WE'RE DEAD, i WOULDN'T HAVE DONE MUCH ANYWAY AGAINST JACK,"

"Don't say t)(at tavros! We were all important, and we were all needed to fight Jack! If only -Eridan )(adn't piked a fight with Sollux...my poor little fis)(...

"bUT, uM, fEFERI, dEATH HAS A LOT OF FUN BOARD GAMES TO PLAY,"

"Oo)(! Does )(e )(ave Go Fish?"

"UG)(! I'm getting off point, Tavros! Maybe we are hopeless. Maybe we do need to just accept t)(at soon we're going to )(ave a lot of friends joining us."

"wELL, AT LEAST IT'S A PRETTY NICE AFTERLIFE, RIGHT? nO MORE FIGHTING, nO MORE QUESTS, AND NO MORE jACK nOIR,"

"I suppose you're right. I just...I just )(ad )(ope for -Eridan, and I guess )(e didn't )(ave any hope in himself."

"lOOK, uM, fEFERI, iT'S NOT REALLY DOING US ANY GOOD MOPING ABOUT WHAT WE SHOULD HAVE DONE, uMMM, BUT I NEEDED TIME TO GET OVER IT SO IF YOU NEED TIME TOO THAT'S OKAY,"

"No, you're right, Tavros. I was always optimistic when I was alive, and I need to maintain that even in death, too. I need to just...K-E-EP MY HEAD UP."

"uHHH, YEAH, THAT'S THE SPIRIT,"

The white void echoed with her sobs. The were so close to death's door, and Tavros knew that he had to bring her in. To where she would be safe, safe from the wicked evil people that plagued their every day lives. Safe from love, from hate, and from that troll disease called friendship. Shelter beyond the veil.

"O)( GOD TAVROS I JUST WANT-ED -EV-ERYON-E TO B-E )(APPY! )(ell, I even wanted...-Eridan to be happy..."

That was it. A river of pinkish purple flowed down her face, to where it met with the stains that already existed on her shirt. The hole was gone, as was Tavros' but the blood stains still remained to remind them of how they died.

"iT'S, uHHH, aLRIGHT, fEFERI,,,i KNOW WE WEREN'T GOOD FRIENDS IN LIFE BUT i'M HERE FOR YOU NOW,"

Her eyes were baggy and violet, the tears still trickling down her face.

"T)(ank you. At least I get to spend my afterlife wit)( a guy with a the )(eart of a w)(ale."

"tHAT'S A GOOD THING, RIGHT?"

"It's a very good t)(ing, Tavros."

"wELL, NO PRESSURE, BUT WE SHOULD PROBABLY HEAD IN,"

"Lead the way, my prince of the sea!"

"wELL, uMMM, TECHNICALLY i WAS THE pAGE,"

"I know, Tavros, you silly little fish."

"oKAY,"

"uMMM, yOU WANT TO PLAY LIFE? i CAN NEVER WIN AGAINST DEATH,,,"

"I'd love to play with you, Tavros."

Together they opened the old wood door. A smiling man with a cup of tea in his hand raised his glass towards them, and whisked two empty seats out of nowhere. Tavros and Feferi took a seat at the table, and Feferi, the resident female, was allowed to roll first. As the game tugged them into it's strange world, Feferi felt lost again, but this time in a sort of half-hearted excitement.

"Good luck, Sollux."

Oh god, having finally read Problem Sleuth as of like two weeks ago anything with Death involved will make me mist up like nobody's business. Just the idea of them happily playing together in the afterlife... ffff.

w-would they play yacht-sea

[lucidSeraph]

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The lab is a wreck. Your computer is a smoking ruin, a crater in the grey desk, a mirror image of the one Aradia left when she exploded. Random bits and pieces of things ay strewn about, scorch marks from where they were blasted by psychic power colliding with white science.

Kanaya is sobbing in the corner. Sollux breaths ragged breaths on the desk accross from you. Karkat is speechless, trying to come to terms with what just happened. And in a pool of her own blood, with a hole that you yourself put there with a thought, lays the one true love of your life. She's dying, but slowly, suffocating on her own magenta blood. You level your science stick and sever her head cleanly.

And you don't feel... Anything.

oh my god

Wow, how does this make me both hate and like Eridan just a little more. :'[ I LIKE IT QUITE A BIT, especially given what you've managed to do with so few words, but I do feel the need to point out: "pieces of things ay strewn about..."

Also, it's "breathes" for the verb (the act) and "breath" for the thing (the noun)

[draconicAlgorithm]

Adding to the sadfic. Gonna go find the shitty wand pile to cry in. It somehow seems more relevant.

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Karkat didn't really pay much attention when Eridan walked in, or when he started arguing with Sollux and Feferi. It was a pretty standard thing, nothing particularly out of the ordinary. He was more worried about getting a hold of Jade in the correct timeline. He wanted to get this shit figured out. He was knee deep in frustration at the neon green text shouting "PASSWORD PASSWORD" when he heard something slam against a wall. That made him spin around.

"What the fuck—" He began, until he saw Sollux, bleeding and unconscious, with Eridan pointing his wand at him.

The rest happened too quickly for him to react.

An enraged Feferi charged at Eridan, her trident in hand. The purpleblood scowled and shot a bolt of white through her. She looked shocked for a moment as blood dribbled from the corner of her mouth and the hole in her chest. She fell backwards into the horn pile with a dissonant HONK that seemed all too out of place.

Karkat's mouth was gaped open in shock. In his mind were half completed thoughts of disbelief. Had... had Eridan really just...?

As if just realizing he was there, Eridan turned to glare at him.

"What now, Kar?" He growled. "Was this how you figured this relationship would end? Did you use your advanced knowledge of romance to deduce this?" For once, Karkat didn't yell when he spoke.

"Eridan... what—"

"Shut the fuck up." He lifted the wand in his hand, and Karkat did just that. "I'm done listening to you. I'm done listening to any of you. None of you care. No one cares about poor little messed up Eridan. 'He's finally snapped! He killed the girl he loved!'" He grimaced. Karkat realized for the first time that his face was pale. Like he couldn't believe what he'd just done, either. "I'm through. Fuck you. Fuck this whole game. We're all going to die anyway." He finally dropped his hand. "It's hard, havin' hope. It's fuckin' hard and no one fuckin' understands." Eridan turned away from him and walked to the transportalizer, disappearing without another word.

Karkat felt like the world had been dropped out from under him. He'd tried so hard, so damn hard, to make sure every one of them had gotten through the game alive. Even when they failed, they were still together. He thought they'd die together, too, but at the hands of Noir. Not their own.

He fell to his knees. He'd failed. Failed as a leader, utterly and horribly. One of the sweetest, kindest trolls he'd ever met had been killed because he couldn't fucking mediate their relationship, or lack there of.

And then he saw Kanaya. She was kneeling next to the transportalizer, the Matriorb on the floor beside her. She had her arms wrapped around her chest, as though trying to keep herself from falling apart. Sobs wracked her thin frame, and rivulets of green tears streamed down her face. He could just barely hear her saying, over and over again, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault..."

Karkat took a deep breath. The living. Tend to the living first. There was nothing he could do for Feferi now.

He walked to Kanaya's side and crouched beside her, putting a steady arm around her shaking shoulders.

"It's alright, Kanaya. It's going to be okay."

"How?" Karkat looked into her tearstreaked face. "How will this ever be alright? Feferi's dead, and I handed Eridan the wand that killed her!" Karkat sighed, turning his gaze back to the horn pile and Feferi's body.

"Sometimes a leader has to lie to make his underlings feel better." For a long moment, Kanaya didn't say anything. Finally, she stood, wiping the tears out of her eyes. Karkat stood beside her.

"Y-you're right," she finally managed to say. "And sometimes we all have to lie to ourselves just to keep going."

"Yeah." Without another word, they went to check on Sollux.

Take care of the living first. Then you can mourn the dead.

EDIT: @zebtrestalala: I love you so much right now.

[apocalypticCritic]

Dammit. I was trying to be stoic. I was being STRONG.

I can't anymore. The sad!fics have worn down the cliffs of my sanity, and I am forced to look into the void of sadness.

I would go to the hornpile, but it's occupied.

FOREVER.

[KarneWarrior]

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The lab is a wreck. Your computer is a smoking ruin, a crater in the grey desk, a mirror image of the one Aradia left when she exploded. Random bits and pieces of things ay strewn about, scorch marks from where they were blasted by psychic power colliding with white science.

Kanaya is sobbing in the corner. Sollux breaths ragged breaths on the desk accross from you. Karkat is speechless, trying to come to terms with what just happened. And in a pool of her own blood, with a hole that you yourself put there with a thought, lays the one true love of your life. She's dying, but slowly, suffocating on her own magenta blood. You level your science stick and sever her head cleanly.

And you don't feel... Anything.

oh my god

Wow, how does this make me both hate and like Eridan just a little more. :'[ I LIKE IT QUITE A BIT, especially given what you've managed to do with so few words, but I do feel the need to point out: "pieces of things ay strewn about..."

Also, it's "breathes" for the verb (the act) and "breath" for the thing (the noun)

You know, I included a big, bolded, red warning, but even I still got blasted by the badfic. Fuck.

I'll run through it again. Fix what I can find. I'd love to say that I made the mistakes because I was sobbing or something but frankly I never realy liked Fef so it's probably a bit too easy for me to wave off her death. Also I play DF and you don't do that if you can't murder kittens for !!science!!.

E: done. Now Imma go play Halo. Tatty-bye!

[lucidSeraph]

Dammit. I was trying to be stoic. I was being STRONG.

I can't anymore. The sad!fics have worn down the cliffs of my sanity, and I am forced to look into the void of sadness.

I would go to the hornpile, but it's occupied.

FOREVER.

naw man

just sit on top of fef's corpse with us

[apocalypticCritic]

Dammit. I was trying to be stoic. I was being STRONG.

I can't anymore. The sad!fics have worn down the cliffs of my sanity, and I am forced to look into the void of sadness.

I would go to the hornpile, but it's occupied.

FOREVER.

naw man

just sit on top of fef's corpse with us

That seems kinda counterproductive. I think I'll just go to the shitty wand pile.

Why don't they have any piles made from comfortable items like, say, pillows?

[KarneWarrior]

Pillows get soggy.

Besides, Kanaya wasn't kind enough to captchalog hers.

[Doodled]

I...

I can't type anymore...

This is...

Whoa...

[Tybian Sothoth]

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Look at him. Slopped over himself like a wet rag. So weak, he thought you wouldn't be ready to counter the same move? Is that all the so called Mage had? What a humiliating win.

She turns to you with a face you've never seen. Gills flared, teeth barred, brows scrunched, eyes...those eyes. The gaze of a Witch scorned. You can feel them trying to bore into you. You gave her fair warning, you offered her mercy and they both laughed at you. Look at who is smiling now. You feel a sense of...is this Pride? What a pleasing feeling, nothing has ever given you such an uplifting rush. Your wand hums in anticipation. What now?

She answers that question for you. Trident in hand, teethed barred and ready to gnash at you in howling fury. Her pose tells you she is screaming for vengeance, but she utters not a word. You've never seen those beautiful eyes turn to such a harsh contrast of murderous intent. How lovely. It's too bad you stopped caring for her the second you realized your goal. They will call you a villain, but you don't care.

She lunges. Nothing stops you, no feelings of regret, no remorse, no sudden change of heart.

You take aim and blast the life from the girl you once loved.

No, you never loved her. You pitied her. You watch her fall into the miserable collection of horns. How ironic, only a second ago she was brimming with life and happiness atop those horns, ignorant to the inevitability of her murder. If not you, then Jack, if not Jack then you. No other would do to put her down. A small stream of blood slithers along the cracks and meets with your shoe.

Running your finger along the small stream, you stop and gaze at the streak of purple running down your hand. You can't help but grin...and laugh...and Laugh...and LAUGH.

Your voice echoes off the walls. Your transformation is complete. Now it's time to finish the job.

[Kassiopeia]

Kari - oh we are apparently sadaradia siblings

come

i have a special hornpile just for us ;_;

c-can I join you? ;_;

(assuming it isn't like half made up of Feferi's corpse :/)

also goddammit you guys really came through on the sadfic this time.

[lucidSeraph]

Kari - oh we are apparently sadaradia siblings

come

i have a special hornpile just for us ;_;

c-can I join you? ;_;

(assuming it isn't like half made up of Feferi's corpse :/)

also goddammit you guys really came through on the sadfic this time.

kass you are welcome to chill out here with me and kari and fef's corpse any time

[apocalypticCritic]

Pillows get soggy.

Besides, Kanaya wasn't kind enough to captchalog hers.

THAT PILWEEF!

[Karijou]

Pillows get soggy.

Besides, Kanaya wasn't kind enough to captchalog hers.

THAT PILWEEF!

The word you're looking for is p*llweef.

Sorry, I'd spell it all out but it's kind of an extreme thing to be using. :[

Also, @kassiopeia: feel free to join us! ;_;/

[apocalypticCritic]

Pillows get soggy.

Besides, Kanaya wasn't kind enough to captchalog hers.

THAT PILWEEF!

The word you're looking for is p*llweef.

Sorry, I'd spell it all out but it's kind of an extreme thing to be using. :[

You're right, I lost my temper. It's these shitty wands, they keep shifting as I sob, and then stabbing me in the sides and attempting to violate me in ways most disturbing.

[lucidSeraph]

And now, something which has jack shit to do with recent updates.

WARNING: CONTAINS VIOLENCE AGAINST OGRES/IMPS???

Khemia tis Nigredo
Part Four of Violetescence

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[Wigmund]

Something happy involving those damned hybrids who are now a bit older.

Twelve Little Blackbirds: Child's Play Part 1

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Jade was in the kitchen when she heard someone knocking at the front door of the house she and Karkat had built after they got married and decided to start their family.
"Hey Fuckass! Could you get that?"
She heard a grumble from the living room, "I'm up to my arms in dinner and trying to keep Hass out of everything."
There was a mumbled response and she heard the familiar sound of Karkat's favorite chair creaking as he got up from it. She turned to the baby boy she had restrained in a high chair next to her and made a derpy face at him.
"Your father is such a silly shit, isn't he? Isn't he?"
The little hybrid giggled and blew spit bubbles at his mother, prompting her to laugh with him.
"You just gotta know how to talk to him and he'll do whatever you want him to. I just have to find a way to keep him from complaining about it."
Jade grunted as she maneuvered the roast she was making into the oven as she continued to chat with her son, "But why would I want to do that? It's part of his charm."
"babababa raa?"
"That's right, it is."

Back in the living room, Karkat could hear his wife babble to their son. He always found it amazing how humans would do that with their young. No matter how smart or dignified the human was, get an infant - or hell, even a grub - near them and they're instantly reduced into a gibbering idiot. Must have been something hereditary in their species. Though he had to admit, since their game ended, all of the trolls he had seen interacting with young acted basically the same way - strange shit was going on since they finished the game seven years ago. Hell, the fact that he was 'married' was at the top of the list, let alone to a human he had spent hours from his perspective, years from hers, tormenting.

He reached the door and opened it as the knocking started up again. It was Jade's other ecto-hybrids, Wendy and Meryl, the ones formed from Tavros and Feferi.
"What do you two want?"
They looked at each other and then back up to their uncle before Meryl, the braver one, spoke up, "We were wondering if Kade could come out and play?"
"I don't know, she got in trouble again for beating up Red...again," Karkat quietly laughed about that to himself, he personally enjoyed it when Dave and Terezi would come over with a bruised Red and have him explain how Kade's temper got loose and she took it out on him. It was never his fault for tormenting the girl. "[color="#626262"]But hold on a moment girls, maybe I can convince your ecto-mother to let her come out and play if she promises to be good."
Wendy clapped and did an exact copy of the happy dance Jade would do whenever she got excited, "Thank you, uh, Uncle Karkat."
Karkat let the two come inside and sit on the couch while he went into the kitchen to troll Jade.

"I heard you talking to the girls from here. Kade should stay in her room Karkat. She mauled Red something fierce today."
"That's only because he deserved it. He picked up the ability to cause shit like his mother and father, but lacks his mother's finesse."
Jade laughed, prompting Hass to do so as well, "True, just like our girl has both of our tempers, yet none of my control."
"Hey, I have some damned control over my temper!"
"You do now. It's me," Jade finished shoving the roast into the oven and walked up to Karkat and kissed him on his nose before heading to the sink to wash her hand.
"That's...that's not true."
Jade and Hass both gave Karkat a look. He was always amazed when the boy would mime his mother like that. Karkat wondered what habits the boy picked up from him. Then the boy tried to pick up some food Jade left for him on his high chair and failed, he snarled at it...that answered that.

"Anyways, how about we let Kade go out and play irregardless of her beating up Red. We could use some alone time, it is our second anniversary," He walked up to Jade and embrace her, she wrapped her arms around his neck and they kissed passionately, until the baby laughed at them.
"Well, okay. We'll get the girl out of the house and get the boy to take a nap..." Jade then raised her eyebrows and smiled coyly at Karkat. He blushed red, he always did when ever she got risque. Jade giggled and kissed him again and then shoved him away to go complete his new task.

He walked into the living room just in time to see the two girls run back to the couch from their listening post at the kitchen entry. They looked up at him and giggled. He blushed again and then went upstairs to Kade's room. He got to the room and smiled at the notes on the door threatening grievous harm upon trespassers (especially boys, that sign had a drawing of a kid with black shades on it). He opened the door and peeked inside.
"You up Kade?"
"What now Dad?" Kade turned around from her seat in front of the window. She was apparently glaring at something outside. Karkat walked up to her and glanced out.
"You having fun watching everyone have fun outside while you're stuck in here?"
The girl crossed her arms and huffed, "No."
"Well, what would you say if I told you that it would be alright if you went outside despite being in trouble."
"I'd ask if Mom knew about your plan."
Karkat glared at the shelf that held Kade's stuffed toys, Crawdad and Bec looked at him, mocking him for having such a smart ass for a daughter.
"She does, in fact we both are fine with you going back out to play if you promise not to let your temper get the better of you again."
Kade looked up at her father like he was a mad man in a green coat that had just appeared in her room, "What?"
"You can go outside my girl. Meryl and Wendy are waiting for you downstairs."

Kade beamed at her father, hugged him and then ran out of the room. He followed her back downstairs where he found Jade, holding Hass, sitting in between Meryl and Wendy. They had apparently been talking. Jade always loved meeting with her daughters that lived with their troll parents.
"So Wendy, how are Tavros and Aradia doing?"
"We're all doing, uh, great. Daddy's been out in the fields teaching everyone how to properly grow crops without hurting the soil. Momma has been busy with little Rufio."
"Good to hear that Wendy. What about you Meryl? How are Sollux and Feferi?"
The little sea hybrid sighed, "It's alright, they're just so busy with the twins. It's always noisy there."
Jade hugged Meryl and tickled her, prompting the girl to start laughing like her troll mother, "Don't worry my sea-star, everything will be alright."
They all looked up when Karkat and Kade came down the stairs.

The three girls ran up to each other and started giggling before bolting out the door.
"Pack of vicious beasts."
"They're just excitable little girls Karkat."
"Still vicious beasts."
"True, but now let's see if we can get this one here to go to sleep so we can spend some quiet time together."
They smiled at each other and kissed as they went back upstairs to put Hass in his crib.


Outside, the three girls joined up with their nine other ecto-siblings. They were always together, these twelve little blackbirds as the villagers called them.
"I thought you were grounded Kade!"
"Only because you're a wuss Red! Always running and crying to Uncle Dave and Auntie Terezi when you start something you can't finish."
Kade started to stalk up to the shades-wearing boy when another girl moved in between them.
"Come on you two, we can't always have you two fighting and ruining the rest of our fun. Just get along for awhile, please?"
Kade glared at Pandora and then nodded. They had much to do today. There were so many back alleys in town to explore, neat spots in the woods just outside of town to prowl around and the coolest thing of all was a cave that Leo found.
"So what should we play?"
"I want to go hunt some vicious beasts in the woods!"
Kade glared at the boy wearing the lion skin and face paint, "You always want to do that Leo! You're like your mother!"
The little lion boy shrugged and continued his romping around the group, chasing whatever bugs he stirred up.
"How about we go play pranks on someone?" the boy with four-pupiled eyes suggested, he bounced from foot to foot in anticipation.
The boy next to him rubbed the patch that covered his missing eye, "I do not enjoy your pranking quests Poe. Especially not after my accident."
"Thaaaat wasn't my faaaault Maynard! You did that to yourself when you tried to play in Uncle Equius' room."

The two remaining girls just shrugged their shoulders. The one without any shoes spoke up first, "I'm cool with whatever you guys decide to do. I'm just enjoying all the fun and miracles."
The girl next to her just sighed miserably and glared at the arguing boys, "I don't care what we decide to do. I just want to do something eventually."

Kade sighed and looked at the last two blackbirds that hadn't spoken up or come to spring her from her grounding. The boys just looked at each other and shrugged.
"Come on guys, give us an idea of what you want to do!"
"I'm okay with your whatever your decision is."
"That's not helping Horace! What about you Hubert?"
"It'th Hugh!"
"Pretend I care, what do you want to do HUGH?"
"I don't know."

Kade looked back at Meryl and Wendy, but they just shook their heads. She sighed and turned back to Red who was beaming at her with his mother's smile.
"So it's our choice again?"
"Dammit, looks like it."
"Why don't we go play in that cave?"
"It's getting too late, the adults don't like us wandering so far from town after midday."
She glared at Red causing him to back up a few steps, "But we wouldn't have had that problem if you didn't try to piss me off so much!"

Kade shook with barely-contained fury, but she closed her eyes and muttered something to herself that her mom had taught her to try and contain her unfortunate heritage.
"How about we just run around the alleys until we find something cool to mess with?"

Everyone looked at each other and then nodded their heads before running off giggling.

A/N:

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And thus begins the ectobiological hybrid's own arc: Twelve Little Blackbirds. Eventually we'll get to see what the kids and trolls are up to seven years after the game has ended. Though we did see Vriska in Maternal Blues, but this is set some time after that so her situation may have improved slightly.

Hopefully I'll develop the twelve brats' personalities more as the stories go on, but right now they're mainly mixtures of their human and troll parents.

I decided to go with the troll parent's text color for the hybrids since if I did it with the red text like in the Hybrid baby stories, this all would quickly turn into a wall of red. Plus I imagine the ecto-hybrids sound like their troll parents (without typing quirks except for Hubert/Hugh's lisp) while natural hybrids like Hass are a mixture of their troll and human parent's voices (which we'll see more examples of in the future).

Well, it's late and I hope you all enjoy these fics.

[Doodled]

That is just so awesome in so many ways, Wigmund.

I cannot even begin.

Though now I'm worried about continuing my own fanfiction...

I mean, a Sollux vs. Eridan fight, Feferi dying...

Gog-damn it, I'm worried that whoever I kill off next will be killed off in the actual story...

Or maybe I'm just being narcissistic...

[SkaianRedeemer]

"Pack of vicious beasts."
"They're just excitable little girls Karkat."

I didn't see a difference either, Karkat!

Also, I'm pretty sure that Jade calling Karkat "fuckass" after x many years of marriage is the greatest thing I've seen since the update. Maybe all day, even!

[raequiem]

Wig, that was darling and precious and wonderful. And I'm sure I'm not the only one who it made feel better.

But being happy is not allowed here, silly. So have some sadfic. Literally written in a feverish haze, so if it's complete gibberish feel free to smack me in the head.

Of Blood

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The Knight is going insane.

Has to be, because it feels like his chest with a hole ripped through it, but the hole is full of magenta and that's not right, not right, it's all wrong, it should be candy-red because the hole should be his-

Should be his.

He should be the one lying in a cooling puddle of blood, because a princess isn't supposed to die like this, eyes wide open and mouth dripping blood, while a Mage crawls to her half-broken himself and cries bitter mustard into her hands, while a Sylph curls up shaking in the corner,

While a Knight goes slowly mad.

He doesn't feel his knees hit the floor, but he does feel his hands and it hurts but not enough so he slams them into the metal again and again until something cracks in his wrist and it doesn't hurt enough but he can't hold himself up so he lets himself fall face-first and prays for something to break but it doesn't so he lifts himself on one arm and drops his head against the growing red spot over and over and over but it still doesn't hurt enough...

Cool hands catch his shoulders and pull him back and the Sylph is there, emeralds dripping down her cheeks and off her chin, and something she sees in his face makes her pull him against her, unresisting and limp, as he tucks his injured arm into his side and squeezes the hand into a fist until the pain blooms behind his eyes in brilliant colors, red and yellow and green and-

Purple.

He's not sure when he started crying but he's aware of it now because the sobs tear out of his chest but only metaphorically, and isn't that a shame and his mingled candy-red blood and tears are dripping onto the Sylph's red skirt and disappearing he should be so lucky, he wants to disappear, wants to be hurt, wants to die because that's what's right, that's how it's supposed to be, the leader is supposed to put his team before himself, the Knight is supposed to die protecting his princess, and here he is weeping and helpless like a wriggler-

He rips himself out of the Sylph's arms, heaving unsteadily to his feet. Tucks the broken arm against his stomach, with another sharp squeeze because the pain is all that's keeping him conscious. One foot in front of the other, slow and steady, until his shoes scuff in the growing pool of purple. He falls to his knees again, this time in the horns, and their honking is startling in the silent room.

The Mage barely looks up, his glasses gone and his bicolored eyes empty, like he's cried every last tear he ever had. There's yellow smudged on his cheeks, could be blood or tears, and at this point the Knight isn't sure it matters.

He lets his own eyes drop, to the face he's been trying not to see. Her eyes are wide and her lips are slightly parted, a drop of blood trailing down one cheek. He brushes a strand of hair off of her forehead, wipes the blood away with a thumb. Whispers something so soft even he's not sure what it is - denial, apology, vow.

Looks back up at the empty Mage, and rasps out two little words.

"I'm sorry."

He swallows, and tries again.

"I'm gonna make this right."

That sparks something in the other's eyes, anger or recognition or maybe just a need to scream how can this ever be okay, she's gone, game over, no takebacks but before the Mage can find the words the Knight is standing, stepping around the pile of horns and blood and onto the raised platform in the center of the room.

He turns back, taking in the Sylph with her arms wrapped around herself, the Mage half-rising from the pile, the Witch still horribly, horribly limp. He clenches his fists and his teeth for and against the pain, and stands a bit straighter.

"I'm gonna make him pay."

I milk this boy for all the angst he's worth. (It's because I love him. I only torment the ones I really love, because they suffer so pretty.)

[apocalypticCritic]

.... Dammit, Raequiem. I was just about ready to get out of this damn wand pile, and you send me back.

*sob*

[Doodled]

.... Dammit, Raequiem. I was just about ready to get out of this damn wand pile, and you send me back.

*sob*

Please let me join you.

[Ganato]

Fuck.
So here I go on, because if Andrew was pretty cool he would still do other updates while I was asleep and Andrew is pretty cool so of course he does.
And what do I get?
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF-

GIMME A LAPTOP AND A PILE OF SOMETHING.
I NEED A SADFIC TO COPE WITH THIS.

[apocalypticCritic]

.... Dammit, Raequiem. I was just about ready to get out of this damn wand pile, and you send me back.

*sob*

Please let me join you.

There is room enough for two in the shitty wand pile. Be warned though: sometimes, the wands poke and stab. It is most uncomfortable.

[Embargo]

Im loving all the sadfic we've got going on in here.

Man, I got the urge to write another one.