MSPA Fanfiction IV

[Douhneill]

As for your Indystuck
Does that dwarvenSniper happen to be Dwarf fortress?
Please say yes.

I defy you to find any other indy game that gives Dwarves crossbows.

Agband?

[Bratmon]

As for your Indystuck
Does that dwarvenSniper happen to be Dwarf fortress?
Please say yes.

I defy you to find any other indy game that gives Dwarves crossbows.

Nethack?

[SkaianRedeemer]

Thanks for pointing out the tags Skaian, I actually couldn't bring myself to review the story to check...so sad...But now you can see Terezi's lament in teal.

I've been kind of infamous about my poor fic edits, at least in my own mind (perhaps that explains why the last one made no sense) but I find the best thing to do before posting a fic is to always search for any instances of "[". It's never a good sign. Also, I just noticed that you're coming up on post 1000! Congrats!

EDIT: And it's almost my 300th, so I guess I have to shut up and do something about it.

@MSB, Graven re Balrog: Oh please, please, please, please, please... C'mon, there are always frogs in Sburb... :P

@Raequiem: Aggressive friendship Nepeta! I like!

[mutecebu]

So here is an incredibly fast and shitty notsad!fic. Yay!
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Hurray notsad!fics!

[Ember]

I wrote this for Miss Prince's fandom_stocking on LJ.

p-r-e-c-o-c-i-o-u-s

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"You're a fucking abomination," you tell the three-sweep-old girl sitting on your knee. She has lavender eyes and warm, rosy skin like one of those bloodsucking monsters your moirail who spawned her is so infatuated with. At least her hair is a reasonable color, but in a way that just makes the whole thing eerier. On the other hand, she's the only other person you've ever seen with horns as nubby as yours. You tell yourself that's why you let Kanaya dump her on you when she and Rose go off to play superhero, or whatever the fuck fulfilling our obligations to the worlds we created means.

Mathilda frowns. "Mother encourages me to augment my vocabulary at every available opportunity," she says, tapping her pocket dictionary against her chin and staring off into nowhere with intense focus, while her pick gun mind works over an inscrutable paradox. "But Mommy tells me I mustn't let myself be infected by my uncles' vulgar mannerisms. A 'mannerism' is 'a habitual gesture or way of speaking or behaving,' so that includes words, I think."

"First of all, I'm not your uncle. Humans have uncles. Trolls have Mother Grub seedflap drippings from the incestuous slurry before their own, and if we're lucky one or two of them might see some potential in us and take enough interest to oppose us being culled. But seeing as how Kanaya is living with her matesprit and displaying a commitment to this lusus-roleplaying scenario that would make Nepeta roll her eyes, I'm not exactly surprised she called me that. Disgusted, but not surprised. Jegus, she might as well hand that shrew her lipstick and kneel down and lay her horns on the chopping block."

"Do you see potential in me, Uncle Karkat?" Mathilda asks, sweet like cherry candy.

"Potential to be more insufferably precocious than either of your genetic material donors ever were, sure." You scowl when you realize the concession you just made, and add quickly, "But I told you, I'm not your uncle." What were you talking about again? Oh, right. "Anyway, let me know when you've decided which flighty broad you're going to listen to."

"Well, they've both said that forbidden knowledge is usually the most important knowledge to have. And I can always know a word and just not use it, so…" With a mischievous grin, she flips the dictionary open. "Will you spell it for me?"

Sure, why not? "A-B-O-M-I-N—" you begin.

"Uncle Karkat, I know what an abomination is." She says it with a withering look in your direction, as though that were so obvious she thinks you must have been teasing her. "I meant the adjective."

It takes you a moment to mentally rewind the conversation to the right point to figure out what she's on about. When you get there, you smack your own forehead hard enough to leave a mark.

Her moms are going to roast and carve you like a Twelfth Perigee's Eve cluckbeast and feed you to the Dark Gods.

I think those two would actually make pretty awesome moms.

[KarneWarrior]

So of course now I can't do Balrog, since this fandom runs on shattered expectations.

If Urists world is not the Land of Magma and Cannons I will never forgive you.

Elfsprite.

Must happen.

[raequiem]

Skaian: She is aggressiffectionate.

Mute: We seemed to need it.

Ember: Ohmygodyesss. Love love love. Karkat is a dead troll.

[X15lm204]

@Graven: ahahaha, this is awesome. BUT. needs moar Iji.

And Eversion.

And Chzo Mythos.

And Canabalt.

And SkiFree.

@raequiem: Yay, more Bright Eyes! Really liking this one so far.

@Ember: Between Karkat, Dave, and Gamzee, she was bound to learn that word eventually, but Karkat had still better have a way to get off-planet fast. XD

[Kassiopeia]

@Ember oh man I do not normally gravitate towards babbyfic, but this is great. Sharply-written, and the characterisation of Karkat is excellent. Also the idea of Rose and Kanaya setting up house together does gladden my heart :3

[nightmarechild]

Here's an idea I've had for a while. Not my best but I thought it'd be cool to write about the guardians when they were in their teens.

The good old days:

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A grinning class clown eagerly got up from his homework. Talking to ANYONE was better than math. Even if it was the narcissistic one of his friends.

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<<Hey CluelessEntertainer <CE>, NonchalantProdigy <NP> Started bothering you!>>
NP: Hey there my most oblivious jester.
CE: Woah is this the cool kid I think it is?
NP: Now lad who else would be using a title like this.
CE: Point taken.
CE: Well as long as we're talking did you like that prank I pulled on that troll from chatroom 5?
NP: Dude we both know you only care if one person thought it was funny.
NP: And that isn't me.
CE: Hush you!
NP: Ok Ill zip my lip. But hells bells I can't promise anything about my little friend here.
CE: Oh god not this again. Just shut up about that and don't use the excuse that the puppet is typing.
NP: Ah fine whatever. Not worth my time anyway.
NP: Now if you're done trying to get your prank on take off the silly mask and put on your coolshades.
CE: ...You're wearing your shades right now aren't you?
NP: That doesn't matter.
CE: Oh my god you are!
CE: Wait a minute...with time zones that means you're...
NP: Don't say it ya' square.
CE: Wearing your sunglasses at night?
NP: Damn it maybe youre not cut out for my neeto project for the like totally cool kids.
CE: Wait!
CE: Come on, I won't play my 'uncool' music?
NP: Now wait just a cottonpickin minute laddy. Ya tellin me youll hearken to me totally glorious tunes?
CE: First of all, what the hell? You just crammed five accents at once into that!
NP: Und nummer Zwei.
CE: Uh.....that's 2 right? Well second, yes that's what I'm saying.
NP: That sounds like a fair deal. Ill think about it.
CE: Sweet!
CE: Allons-y!
NP: Wow did you seriously
NP: Dont ever
NP: No. Just no.
NP: Dont even try to stand up to a coolness of this magnitude.
CE: Jack Frost has nothing on you.
NP: Jack frost has nothin on me.
NP: Damn it.
CE: Ha ha, you're so predictable.
NP: Yeah well shut it. You just got yourself another year of traumatic presents.
CE: UGH STOP SENDING ME THOSE!
NP: No.
NP: Prepare for yet another totally serious business hat.
NP: Fedoras will triumph over the party hats.
NP: Later.
<<Hey CluelessEntertainer <CE>, NonchalantProdigy <NP> Stopped bothering you!>>

Miles away, the cool kid of the pack smirked to himself. All he had to do was convince the snobby girl to join and he could finally pull a fast one on the skilled prankster.

This game was going to be fun.

[Miss Prince]

I wrote this for Miss Prince's fandom_stocking on LJ.

p-r-e-c-o-c-i-o-u-s

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"You're a fucking abomination," you tell the three-sweep-old girl sitting on your knee. She has lavender eyes and warm, rosy skin like one of those bloodsucking monsters your moirail who spawned her is so infatuated with. At least her hair is a reasonable color, but in a way that just makes the whole thing eerier. On the other hand, she's the only other person you've ever seen with horns as nubby as yours. You tell yourself that's why you let Kanaya dump her on you when she and Rose go off to play superhero, or whatever the fuck fulfilling our obligations to the worlds we created means.

Mathilda frowns. "Mother encourages me to augment my vocabulary at every available opportunity," she says, tapping her pocket dictionary against her chin and staring off into nowhere with intense focus, while her pick gun mind works over an inscrutable paradox. "But Mommy tells me I mustn't let myself be infected by my uncles' vulgar mannerisms. A 'mannerism' is 'a habitual gesture or way of speaking or behaving,' so that includes words, I think."

"First of all, I'm not your uncle. Humans have uncles. Trolls have Mother Grub seedflap drippings from the incestuous slurry before their own, and if we're lucky one or two of them might see some potential in us and take enough interest to oppose us being culled. But seeing as how Kanaya is living with her matesprit and displaying a commitment to this lusus-roleplaying scenario that would make Nepeta roll her eyes, I'm not exactly surprised she called me that. Disgusted, but not surprised. Jegus, she might as well hand that shrew her lipstick and kneel down and lay her horns on the chopping block."

"Do you see potential in me, Uncle Karkat?" Mathilda asks, sweet like cherry candy.

"Potential to be more insufferably precocious than either of your genetic material donors ever were, sure." You scowl when you realize the concession you just made, and add quickly, "But I told you, I'm not your uncle." What were you talking about again? Oh, right. "Anyway, let me know when you've decided which flighty broad you're going to listen to."

"Well, they've both said that forbidden knowledge is usually the most important knowledge to have. And I can always know a word and just not use it, so…" With a mischievous grin, she flips the dictionary open. "Will you spell it for me?"

Sure, why not? "A-B-O-M-I-N—" you begin.

"Uncle Karkat, I know what an abomination is." She says it with a withering look in your direction, as though that were so obvious she thinks you must have been teasing her. "I meant the adjective."

It takes you a moment to mentally rewind the conversation to the right point to figure out what she's on about. When you get there, you smack your own forehead hard enough to leave a mark.

Her moms are going to roast and carve you like a Twelfth Perigee's Eve cluckbeast and feed you to the Dark Gods.

I think those two would actually make pretty awesome moms.

I said this already on LJ, but ilu so much for this fic

[Wigmund]

Found Across Time

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Sequel to Love Across Time

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Dave furiously wove the four themes that beat at the hearts of himself and his three companions. He wove them into something beautiful and he cast it into the timestream looking for twelve themes that complimented their own.

He had to reach far into the stream to find the twelve beats, each colored their own shade. He was particularly attracted to the Teal stream, it wove so well with his own, he also wove the cerulean strand with the blue kid strand, jade green with pink, grey with green, and then Dave pulled.

He pulled them through time, and eventually they reached their destination.

They arrived at the right time with a soft flash of light and a sudden final beat from his time tables.

The kids looked around to find they were still in the computer lab.

Face to face with several trolls.

"You're the fuckiing thhiitth that they're waiitiing for iin the arriival lounge aren't you?"
"They're still over there? Can we reach it by using this pad?"
":DD < Of course! They wanted to be the furst to m33t you guys! But now I am!
XDD < Hi humans! I'm Nepeta!"
"Oh...hi there. Quick Dave, let's get to the welcome party."
"Come on they're w8ing!"
The kids hopped onto the pad and disappeared.
Sollux, Nepeta, Equius and Gamzee stared after them.
"FuCkInG mIrAcLeS."
":00 < I want to watch this!"

Nepeta leapt onto the pad and disappeared.

In the arrival lounge, five trolls waited impatiently for a group that would never arrive.

"Come on, Terezi. Something happened and they're not going to make it at this time."
"NO! D4v3 prom1s3d h3 would m33t m3 h3r3! H3'll 4rr1v3, 1 know 1t!"
"They were nothing 8ut liars! They didn't w8nt to help us."
"Don't talk that way Vriska! They'll glubbing make it and we'll )(ave a w)(ale of a time!"
"I Am Beginning To Have My Doubts About Their Arrival As Well.
We Have Been Here For Several Hours And The Four Have Not Yet Arrived."
"Shut up! H3'll b3 h3r3 1 know 1t! H3'll b3 h3r3 4nd 1'll g3t to s33 h1s b34ut1ful 3y3s!"

The five were still arguing when the teleportalizer behind them activated, they didn't turn around to see who it was. Probably one of the others stopping by to see if their guests had arrived. Everyone was so impatient and nosy.

They didn't notice as the four figures walked up behind them and when one of the figures pushed his way through them to someone specific.
"Stop both3r1ng m3 guys 1'm w41t1ng for-"
She stopped as a pair of arms wrapped around her waist and spun her around.
"D4V3!"
He smiled at her, a huge grin after what had happened.
"Waiting for me babe?"
Terezi reached up to his face and removed the iShades, Dave closed his eyes to prevent the sudden change in light from messing with his vision of the horned angel in his arms...and as a surprise for her.
"Wh4t color 4r3 thos3 3y3s? 1 must know!"
Dave opened them only to see a tongue.
"Ch3rry! Th3y'r3 ch3rry! 4nd 4r3 thos3 t34rs?! 1 g3t ch3rr13s 4nd t34rs?"
"Could have warned me about that tongue girl, but yes those tears are for you and you alone."
He brought her in close and kissed her.

Now, Dave has kissed plenty of girls before, but never like this, never with this intent and passion

The others were having their own meeting shenanigans. John seemed particularly surprised by his welcome gift. Very surprised.

Eventually, Dave and Terezi broke the kiss and he looked into her shades.
"And these cherry eyes are yours and yours alone."

Nepeta had arrived when Dave wrapped his arms around Terezi, but kept quiet and watched everything with intense interest.

She was going to have to update her walls.

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HAPPY ENDINGS! With sloppy interspecies make-out sessions for all!

[egregiousBass]

Wigmund, you RUINED IT.

Minus an arbitrary amount of respect points.

[Wigmund]

Sorry about that, I couldn't leave the previous story just sitting there, it upset me too much and I had to have a happy ending for Dave and Terezi.
If you want to, you can just pretend that the sequel doesn't exist :PP

[arcaneCalligramancer]

wigmund here have an arbitrary amount of RESPECT POINTS back

[egregiousBass]

Sorry about that, I couldn't leave the previous story just sitting there, it upset me too much and I had to have a happy ending for Dave and Terezi.
If you want to, you can just pretend that the sequel doesn't exist :PP

How could it upset you, I thought you were a phlegmatic hardened tragedy master >:[

And I think I'll do that, or, I can write my own ending =P

[Wigmund]

How could it upset you, I thought you were a phlegmatic hardened tragedy master >:[

Hahahaha.
The reason I'm good at playing with emotions is that I rely on my own twist, troubled emotions to fuel me.
I'm definitely not hardened at all. Except to terror, I can deal with that. But love, tragedy, heartbreak, true joy, those all affect me.

[Sionnan]

Wow, there's been an explosion of activity! You guys are pretty goddamn amazing.

I don't have anything to contribute, so if anybody wants anything written, I'll take some requests. It doesn't have to be Strider fic, but I'll write that if it's what people want.

[Katrika]

Rae: Brighteyes! Yes! Are the trolls human in Bright Eyes, by the way?

Wigmund: Augh so sad and then so happy!

Karne: Fef nooooo....

Sionnan: Troll dreamself shenanigans? You know, like Dave and Rose had a party. I wanna see what the trolls who woke up did.

[egregiousBass]

I think there is a lack of passive agressive oneupmanship fanfiction. What say you?

[DJ-P0N3]

...We DO need more Rose!fics don't we?

[lucidSeraph]

Wow, there's been an explosion of activity! You guys are pretty goddamn amazing.

I don't have anything to contribute, so if anybody wants anything written, I'll take some requests. It doesn't have to be Strider fic, but I'll write that if it's what people want.

uhhh

gogdamn too many ideas



....

there's something I could ask for but I dunno if it's your thang...

[Graven_Image]

Sionnan: Troll dreamself shenanigans? You know, like Dave and Rose had a party. I wanna see what the trolls who woke up did.

Whoa man. Seconding this like you have no idea.

[KarneWarrior]

Not another grub fic!
Yeah another grub fic. Shut up.

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It was tiny, it was slimy, and it was the cutest thing Jade had ever seen. Grub Terezi was a pale blue little thing. Twelve tiny legs wriggled in the air, the troll like head rolling around and around on it's tiny neck.

QU4444!

Jade blinked. She wasn't exactly old enough to know what babies sounded like, especially not troll babies, but she was pretty sure they didn't make Q sounds right off the bat.

oh, uhh, hi?

The grub blew a bubble and flipped right side up. It crawled over to Jade, who nervously sat down on the ground and let it crawl up her arm. It was like having a spider on your back, except the spider was 7 pounds and it's legs were digging into your back. It hurt pretty bad, but somehow felt... Good. Right.

Jade took one of her spare outfits out of her sylladex and wrapped grub Terezi up in them until the grub could only be heard. It wouldn't do to let the others know that she had accidentally made another clone. Again. She shuddered as she remembered what had happened after Rose had made the clones before.

Those poor, poor consorts in Terezi's land. Those poor, poor consorts.

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When Jade emerged into the hall, she noticed Lil Cal was there. He was coated in blood of all colors, but for the moment he was still, and looking at someone incredibly beautiful. Someone who looked as if she simply didn't belong there.

The Mary Sue twitched.

[lucidSeraph]

Sionnan: Okay, there's a few things I'd like! you can pick one if you want.

- Something Rose-centric, maybe around her reaction when she first picked up the Thorns of Oggoloth. What did that do to her?
- Similar to your Strider Bros fics, maybe something about Rose and her mother, or John and Dad!
- ... Mom / Bro fic :| and then seraph's otp was painfully evident