MSPA Fanfiction IV

[Wigmund]

I wasn't quite sure where to post this, since I don't usually frequent the forums, but I guess I'll do it here.

I've written up an illustrated guide on how to get Homestuck colored fonts to work on the AO3, using their new custom stylesheets feature.

Hopefully this is helpful for people, and I haven't committed any terrible faux pas with my first post! |D

Oh thank god, I was wondering how I'd convert my fics since I have the nasty habit of just differentiating people's dialogue only using their text color and typing quirks. This will make life easier.

Wig, will you marry me? Our kids will write the best fanfic.

Even with their daddy in jail.

Apparently I can doodle too. Our children will be perfect.

[raequiem]

Wig, will you marry me? Our kids will write the best fanfic.

Even with their daddy in jail.

:winky:
Apparently I can doodle too. Our children will be perfect.

They shall indeed.

And on a semi-related note...

Ninja'd by SC. I'm loving this GC/GG fic (oh god just got an awful idea for Jade/Terezi femslash no no no no no no no no)

Eight hours, a sidewalk full of snow, an injured back and a truly unbelievable amount of hot soup later...

TH1S 1S 1NCR3D1BLY S1LLY

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-- gallowsCalibrator (GC) began trolling gardenGnostic (GG) --

GC: H3Y
GC: 1 S33 WH4T YOU'R3 DO1NG TH3R3
GC: 1 KNOW WH4T YOU'R3 UP TO
GG: what?
GC: JUMP1NG 4ROUND 1N TH4T SHORT SK1RT B31NG 4LL CUT3
GC: THOS3 R3D DUDS
GC: S3LF-PROTOTYP1NG, HOW L4M3 C4N YOU G3T
GG: what are you talking about?
GG: i don't think we've ever spoken before...
GC: YOU'R3 FLUSH3D FOR D4V3!!
GC: DON'T TRY TO D3NY 1T
GC: H3'S M1N3, M1SS SOUR-4PPL3 LOLL1POPS!
GG: what does flushed even mean?
GC: DON'T PL4Y DUMB >:[
GC: 4ND K33P YOUR GRUBBY P1NK P4WS OFF OF H1M
GC: TH1S 1S YOUR ONLY W4RN1NG
GC: OR 1 W1LL B3 D3L1V3R1NG SOM3 S3R1OUS DRUBB1NGS 1N TH3 N4M3 OF JUST1C3
GC: <3
GG: wait what
GC: SH1T TYPO
GC: <3-
GC: TH3R3
GG: i'm not sure i see a difference!
GG: oh god, not this again
GC: WH4T DO YOU M34N BY TH4T???
GG: between you and tavros and karkat
GG: i'm getting propositioned from trolls left and right!
GC: W41T
GC: D1D YOU JUST S4Y K4RK4T
GC: SHOUTY SOOTY GR4Y T3XT, US3S F4C3S W1TH STUP1D NUBBY HORNS L1K3 TH1S (:B ?
GG: that's him!
GG: ...
GG: gc?
GG: you still there?
GC: YOU GOGD4MN SLUT
GC: WHY
GC:WHY DO YOU H4V3 TO DO TH1S
GG: i swear, i have no idea what you're talking about!!
GG: you like this karkat guy?
GC: H3LL NO
GC: 1 JUST
GC: FUCK
GC: TWO GUYS 1N 4LL OF 3X1ST3NC3 TH4T 1 4CTU4LLY M4YB3 H4V3 4 SHOT 4T
GC: 4ND TH3Y BOTH L1K3 YOU MOR3
GG: whaaat?
GC: FUCK YOU, J4D3 H4RL3Y
GC: FUCK YOU SO H4RD

-- gallowsCalibrator (GC) ceased trolling gardenGnostic (GG) --

Of course. It fucking figures. Story of her life.

She swipes angrily at her cheeks, splattering blue-raspberry everywhere. Gog damn it. Her. Everything.

There's a *ping!* from the computer.

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She's utterly baffled.

She scrolls back up, trying to make sense of the conversation. So, this person likes Dave... and Karkat... and thinks she's trying to steal them?

But that's just silly!

Her fingers fly over one of her many computers.

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-- gardenGnostic (GG) began pestering gallowsCalibrator (GC) --

GG: hey
GG: i don't know if you're going to listen to this
GG: i get that you kinda hate me right now
GG: but i just wanted to say i have NO feelings like that for karkat or dave or anyone!
GG: they are all yours!
GG: really! take them! they're annoying!
GG: ...
GG: so...
GG: that's it, i guess!
GC: YOU M34N TH4T?
GG: what part?
GC: TH4T YOU DON'T H4V3 F33L1NGS FOR TH3M
GG: of course not!
GG: i've got bigger things to worry about!
GG: and anyway it's not like i'd know what to do with a boyfriend if i had one...
GC: N4H, YOU'D B3 F1N3
GC: YOU S33M L1K3 4 PR3TTY N1C3 G1RL
GG: hehe, thanks! you too!
GG: when you're not threatening me with justice-drubbings
GC: SORRY 4BOUT TH4T
GG: it's okay. i get where you're coming from
GG: so... are we friends?
GC: ...
GG: what?
GC: 1 DON'T W4NT TO B3 OFF3NS1V3 OR 4NYTH1NG
GC: BUT 1'M NOT R34LLY W1LL1NG TO 4GR33 TO YOUR W31RD 4L13N R3L4T1ONSH1P W1THOUT KNOW1NG WH4T 3X4CTLY TH4T 3NT41LS
GC: 1 W4NT TO R34D TH3 F1N3 PR1NT B3FOR3 1 S1GN, 1F YOU G3T WH4T 1 M34N
GG: wait, you didn't have friendship on your planet?
GC: NOT R34LLY, NO
GC: 1'V3 B33N R34D1NG 4BOUT 1T ON YOUR 1NT3RN3T 4RCH1V3S, BUT 1T DO3SN'T R34LLY M4K3 S3NS3
GG: i'm not really sure what part is confusing!

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One long and mildly pointless cultural exchange of ideas later...

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GC: SO B4S1C4LLY, YOU W4NT TO B3 MO1R41LS.
GG: nooo! i told you, it's not the same!
GG: friends aren't responsible for each other the way moriails are
GG: i think?
GG: troll romance sure is confusing
GC: NO, YOU HUM4NS 4ND YOUR S1LLY ROM4NC3L3SS R3L4T1ONSH1PS 4R3 CONFUS1NG
GG: ugggh, my head hurts!
GC: 1'M SORRY >:[
GG: it's not your fault
GG: it's just
GG: all this stupid shit to deal with
GG: and i haven't slept properly in a long time
GG: and everything just kinda sucks a whole lot right now
GG: :'(
GC: ...
GC: OH M4N
GC: I C4N SM3LL TH4T
GC: OK4Y
GC: PL34S3 STOP CRY1NG
GC: 1'LL B3 YOUR FR13ND 1F YOU W4NT
GC: 3V3N THOUGH 1T'S 4 R34LLY S1LLY HUM4N R3L4T1ONSH1P TO H4V3
GC: 1'LL DO 1T
GC: 1'LL B3 YOUR FR13ND
GG: really?
GC: Y3S R34LLY YOU S1LLY G1RL >:]
GG: thanks so much terezi!! it really means a lot
GG: oops
GG: someone else is bothering me
GG: but i'll talk to you later, okay?
GC: OK4Y
GC: L4T3R, FR13ND >:D
GG: later, friend! :D

-- gardenGnostic (GG) ceased pestering gallowsCalibrator (GC) --

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So it ended up being less femslash and more friendslash! (Is that even a thing?)

Protip: Tears ALWAYS work. Always. No exceptions.

Yes, I pulled a muscle in my back shoveling snow. Hurts like a bitch. Oh well, more fic-writing time! D:

[apocalypticCritic]

Tears don't work when you are male. Then you get made fun of and your lunch money stolen.

[Doodled]

Tears don't work when you are male. Then you get made fun of and your lunch money stolen.

It depends on the situation, really...

[SkaianRedeemer]

@Vector: I was actually trying to set up a Work Skin the other day and it just wouldn't work! I'll try again using your illustrated guide so at least I'll be able to say "Well, it's working for somebody." I'm not sure how reassuring I will find this but it's better than nothing.

@Doodled: Hrm... *adjusts suspect list?*

On the subject of Jailing, I'm not sure of the specifics (it's certainly not in the FAQ) but you can probably find out in the Forum Q&A section. That's what it's for, after all.

@Raequiem: Aw, this was cute, they should actually talk, probably get along just as well, really. I'm glad to find cute fic here, I was just off having my heart broken by an off-forum fic.

[Doodled]

@Doodled: Hrm... *adjusts suspect list?*

On the subject of Jailing, I'm not sure of the specifics (it's certainly not in the FAQ) but you can probably find out in the Forum Q&A section. That's what it's for, after all.

Hehehe... You've got a suspect list going? Nice...

Also, thanks for the advice!

[Nox]

My Best Friends

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

...please...I’m so afraid...

[raequiem]

@Critic: They do work for guys too. Manly tears in the right place at the right time can melt a girl's heart - ask how I know!

@Skaian: Cute is what I do best! There are SO many characters who would be bros4lyfe if they just INTERACTED once. Mom and Kanaya, for example (oh no more ideas shut me up now)

@Doodled: Jailed = no avatar, no editing posts, no advanced posting, no signature, and your title gets changed to "Jailed". There may be other stuff I'm forgetting.

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

[Miss Prince]

I wasn't quite sure where to post this, since I don't usually frequent the forums, but I guess I'll do it here.

I've written up an illustrated guide on how to get Homestuck colored fonts to work on the AO3, using their new custom stylesheets feature.

Hopefully this is helpful for people, and I haven't committed any terrible faux pas with my first post! |D

This is awesome! I will definitely use this when I stop being lazy :P

... okay, NOW I may well have to get an AO3 account. Anybody wanna toss me an invite?

I've had one sitting around since September with no one to give it to. If you'd like it, just PM me with the e-mail you want to use and I'll send it to you.

[apocalypticCritic]

Nox: Pretty good. There were quite a few misspellings in there, and probably some grammar mistakes, although I didn't read all that closely. It's mostly conjecture from my experience that spelling and grammar mistakes go together. The thought was interesting, although I cannot imagine why Nepeta would be the one to try and hold off Jack, or, for that matter, why Vriska would not attempt to stop her because Vriska is the m8st imp8rtant tr8ll!!!!!!!!

(I am now a massive tool forever.)

But anyway, Vriska has a professed urge to be the one to defeat Jack. She wouldn't risk somebody maybe getting lucky and managing to beat him before she got a chance to.

[Vector]

@Vector: I was actually trying to set up a Work Skin the other day and it just wouldn't work! I'll try again using your illustrated guide so at least I'll be able to say "Well, it's working for somebody." I'm not sure how reassuring I will find this but it's better than nothing.

It took me a few tries and a lot of fussing with HTML to get mine working! I was kind of proud of myself. Which is why I figured I should share, and save everyone else the effort. Let me know if it still doesn't work for you.

@Everyone else: Yay, I'm glad I could help!

[Nox]

(Yes, you are a tool )

My thought is Vriska, for all her boating, doesn't want to charge in and fight Jack just yet. She's not stupid, and wants the battle to take place on her terms. I also think a part of her is scared of Jack even if she would never admit it. She knows how powerful a First Guardian can be from Doc Scratch, and a small voice of doubt is questioning if even she can stop him. The thought that Nepeta would kill Jack doesn't even cross her mind, it's more or less a given that going one on one with him is suicide without God Levels.

[SkaianRedeemer]

@Vector: I was actually trying to set up a Work Skin the other day and it just wouldn't work! I'll try again using your illustrated guide so at least I'll be able to say "Well, it's working for somebody." I'm not sure how reassuring I will find this but it's better than nothing.

It took me a few tries and a lot of fussing with HTML to get mine working! I was kind of proud of myself. Which is why I figured I should share, and save everyone else the effort. Let me know if it still doesn't work for you.

No, it's working now. I'm not sure what it is: after I made yours, I edited it to match mine and it was just... working. It's possible that something in my code (the comments?) made A03 gag and mark it as invalid, I'm not sure.

Here's my CSS for anyone that wants pestercolours and in-line colours distinct:

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/* Homestuck text colours for use in span tags, defined by character name.  Feel free to modify for your own purposes.

To create a pesterlog, use the "pester" class, below, to encase the _entire log_.  I also use blockquote tags for an indenting effect (I can't seem to get the margin property to work on Work Skins, it's possible they're not allowed).  */

.pester { font-weight: bold; font-family: Courier, monospace; }

/* Default font colours, for in-line use. 

For Lusus sprites (e.g. Dragonsprite), use the matching Troll's colour.  For the Midnight Crew, bolding is often regarded as acceptable but individual authors should decide for themselves. */

.john { color: #0715CD; }
.rose { color: #B536DA; }
.dave { color: #E00707; }
.jade { color: #4AC925; }
.karkat { color: #626262; }
.aradia { color: #A10000; }
.tavros { color: #A15000; }
.sollux { color: #A1A100; }
.nepeta { color: #416600; }
.kanaya { color: #008141; }
.terezi { color: #008282; }
.vriska { color: #005682; }
.equius { color: #000056; }
.gamzee { color: #2B0057; }
.eridan { color: #6A006A; }
.feferi { color: #77003C; }
.nanna { color: #00D5F2; }
.jaspers { color: #F141EF; }
.dsprite { color: #F2A400; }
.jsprite { color: #1F9400; }
.felt { color: #2ED73A; }
.scratch { color: #FFFFFF; }

EDIT: After a bit more testing, I've decided the only feasible answer is that you are magic, Vector. Congratulations. The Digital Hogwarts School of Witchcraft, Wizardry and Empirical Science awaits.

[Kazerad]

TH1S 1S 1NCR3D1BLY S1LLY

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-- gallowsCalibrator (GC) began trolling gardenGnostic (GG) --

GC: H3Y
GC: 1 S33 WH4T YOU'R3 DO1NG TH3R3
GC: 1 KNOW WH4T YOU'R3 UP TO
GG: what?
GC: JUMP1NG 4ROUND 1N TH4T SHORT SK1RT B31NG 4LL CUT3
GC: THOS3 R3D DUDS
GC: S3LF-PROTOTYP1NG, HOW L4M3 C4N YOU G3T
GG: what are you talking about?
GG: i don't think we've ever spoken before...
GC: YOU'R3 FLUSH3D FOR D4V3!!
GC: DON'T TRY TO D3NY 1T
GC: H3'S M1N3, M1SS SOUR-4PPL3 LOLL1POPS!
GG: what does flushed even mean?
GC: DON'T PL4Y DUMB >:[
GC: 4ND K33P YOUR GRUBBY P1NK P4WS OFF OF H1M
GC: TH1S 1S YOUR ONLY W4RN1NG
GC: OR 1 W1LL B3 D3L1V3R1NG SOM3 S3R1OUS DRUBB1NGS 1N TH3 N4M3 OF JUST1C3
GC:
GG: wait what
GC: SH1T TYPO
GC: -
GC: TH3R3
GG: i'm not sure i see a difference!
GG: oh god, not this again
GC: WH4T DO YOU M34N BY TH4T???
GG: between you and tavros and karkat
GG: i'm getting propositioned from trolls left and right!
GC: W41T
GC: D1D YOU JUST S4Y K4RK4T
GC: SHOUTY SOOTY GR4Y T3XT, US3S F4C3S W1TH STUP1D NUBBY HORNS L1K3 TH1S (:B ?
GG: that's him!
GG: ...
GG: gc?
GG: you still there?
GC: YOU GOGD4MN SLUT
GC: WHY
GC:WHY DO YOU H4V3 TO DO TH1S
GG: i swear, i have no idea what you're talking about!!
GG: you like this karkat guy?
GC: H3LL NO
GC: 1 JUST
GC: FUCK
GC: TWO GUYS 1N 4LL OF 3X1ST3NC3 TH4T 1 4CTU4LLY M4YB3 H4V3 4 SHOT 4T
GC: 4ND TH3Y BOTH L1K3 YOU MOR3
GG: whaaat?
GC: FUCK YOU, J4D3 H4RL3Y
GC: FUCK YOU SO H4RD

-- gallowsCalibrator (GC) ceased trolling gardenGnostic (GG) --

Of course. It fucking figures. Story of her life.

She swipes angrily at her cheeks, splattering blue-raspberry everywhere. Gog damn it. Her. Everything.

There's a *ping!* from the computer.

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She's utterly baffled.

She scrolls back up, trying to make sense of the conversation. So, this person likes Dave... and Karkat... and thinks she's trying to steal them?

But that's just silly!

Her fingers fly over one of her many computers.

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-- gardenGnostic (GG) began pestering gallowsCalibrator (GC) --

GG: hey
GG: i don't know if you're going to listen to this
GG: i get that you kinda hate me right now
GG: but i just wanted to say i have NO feelings like that for karkat or dave or anyone!
GG: they are all yours!
GG: really! take them! they're annoying!
GG: ...
GG: so...
GG: that's it, i guess!
GC: YOU M34N TH4T?
GG: what part?
GC: TH4T YOU DON'T H4V3 F33L1NGS FOR TH3M
GG: of course not!
GG: i've got bigger things to worry about!
GG: and anyway it's not like i'd know what to do with a boyfriend if i had one...
GC: N4H, YOU'D B3 F1N3
GC: YOU S33M L1K3 4 PR3TTY N1C3 G1RL
GG: hehe, thanks! you too!
GG: when you're not threatening me with justice-drubbings
GC: SORRY 4BOUT TH4T
GG: it's okay. i get where you're coming from
GG: so... are we friends?
GC: ...
GG: what?
GC: 1 DON'T W4NT TO B3 OFF3NS1V3 OR 4NYTH1NG
GC: BUT 1'M NOT R34LLY W1LL1NG TO 4GR33 TO YOUR W31RD 4L13N R3L4T1ONSH1P W1THOUT KNOW1NG WH4T 3X4CTLY TH4T 3NT41LS
GC: 1 W4NT TO R34D TH3 F1N3 PR1NT B3FOR3 1 S1GN, 1F YOU G3T WH4T 1 M34N
GG: wait, you didn't have friendship on your planet?
GC: NOT R34LLY, NO
GC: 1'V3 B33N R34D1NG 4BOUT 1T ON YOUR 1NT3RN3T 4RCH1V3S, BUT 1T DO3SN'T R34LLY M4K3 S3NS3
GG: i'm not really sure what part is confusing!

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One long and mildly pointless cultural exchange of ideas later...

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GC: SO B4S1C4LLY, YOU W4NT TO B3 MO1R41LS.
GG: nooo! i told you, it's not the same!
GG: friends aren't responsible for each other the way moriails are
GG: i think?
GG: troll romance sure is confusing
GC: NO, YOU HUM4NS 4ND YOUR S1LLY ROM4NC3L3SS R3L4T1ONSH1PS 4R3 CONFUS1NG
GG: ugggh, my head hurts!
GC: 1'M SORRY >:[
GG: it's not your fault
GG: it's just
GG: all this stupid shit to deal with
GG: and i haven't slept properly in a long time
GG: and everything just kinda sucks a whole lot right now
GG: :'(
GC: ...
GC: OH M4N
GC: I C4N SM3LL TH4T
GC: OK4Y
GC: PL34S3 STOP CRY1NG
GC: 1'LL B3 YOUR FR13ND 1F YOU W4NT
GC: 3V3N THOUGH 1T'S 4 R34LLY S1LLY HUM4N R3L4T1ONSH1P TO H4V3
GC: 1'LL DO 1T
GC: 1'LL B3 YOUR FR13ND
GG: really?
GC: Y3S R34LLY YOU S1LLY G1RL >:]
GG: thanks so much terezi!! it really means a lot
GG: oops
GG: someone else is bothering me
GG: but i'll talk to you later, okay?
GC: OK4Y
GC: L4T3R, FR13ND >
GG: later, friend!

-- gardenGnostic (GG) ceased pestering gallowsCalibrator (GC) --

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So it ended up being less femslash and more friendslash! (Is that even a thing?)

Protip: Tears ALWAYS work. Always. No exceptions.

Yes, I pulled a muscle in my back shoveling snow. Hurts like a bitch. Oh well, more fic-writing time!

I found this completely adorable. FriendShipping should really be a thing, it's cute.

[Vector]

EDIT: After a bit more testing, I've decided the only feasible answer is that you are magic, Vector. Congratulations. The Digital Hogwarts School of Witchcraft, Wizardry and Empirical Science awaits.

Magic isn't real, you know.

It's probably luck.

(More seriously, it was doing a weird thing where it was adding extra linebreaks after my </span>s when I originally posted my story that it wasn't when I put together my guide, so maybe they fixed some stuff recently? IDK)

[SkaianRedeemer]

I found this completely adorable. FriendShipping should really be a thing, it's cute.

Needs a symbol. I'm thinking circles, because we're kind of running out of immediately identifiable symbols.

JohnODaveORoseOJade

...eh.


@Vector: It could be, I'm not sure. I sent them a query soon after I started having trouble, but never got a response, probably because I really couldn't describe what I thought was wrong any more than I can now. Oh well. It works, fantastic, it's going to take me days to colour everything up, and I just wish I had working margin options (still can't get that to work) so that my Karkat Email fics could be just as well formatted as they are on the forums. Can't complain about just winning 90% of the battle, though. Thanks again!

[raequiem]

Kaz and Skaian: I can usually find a friendShip in any fandom you care to choose. A platonic, non-slashy, non-moirail, just-a-couple-bros-chillin pair that makes me smile. I heartily approve of the need for a symbol, and tentatively approve circles as that symbol.

Vector: Haven't said it yet, but you are a truly cool person for figuring this out and I'll be updating all my fics accordingly. You have done your fandom a great service *salutes*

My only question is, what if I want to use a color besides the trolls/kids? Ex: Davesprite - would I just plug his hex code into it somewhere, or what?

[Vector]

Vector: Haven't said it yet, but you are a truly cool person for figuring this out and I'll be updating all my fics accordingly. You have done your fandom a great service *salutes*

My only question is, what if I want to use a color besides the trolls/kids? Ex: Davesprite - would I just plug his hex code into it somewhere, or what?

o7 all for the sake of the cause

Davesprite and Jadesprite's colors are actually in there too! But if you need someone else's color, yeah, you can just edit the CSS and copy a new entry for them and switch the name/hex code accordingly. /laziest CSS ever

[X15lm204]

Oh wow great stuff on here lately. Argh I hate not having time to write stupid school

@Rae: You can just copy and paste another #workskin entry somewhere among the others, changing the name to .whatever and the color to #whatever.

So it should look like:
#workskin .name {
font-size: 12px;
font-weight: bold;
font-family: courier, monospace;
color: #yourcolor;
}
Make sure that doesn't end up between another pair of curly braces and you're golden. Note that Davesprite is already in the list Vector provided, though.
EDIT: Woo ninja'd. Trust me, Vector, that isn't the laziest CSS ever; my school's Web Design classes teach as part of the curriculum that if you're not using as many shortcuts as reasonable and copying other people's code at every opportunity (except during their exams, the damn hypocrites) you're doing it wrong.

[egregiousBass]

I propose the following syntax:

♠ ♥ ♦ ♣ = Romantic

♤ ♡ ♢ ♧ = Not romantic

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

Whaddaya say?

[Kassiopeia]

Or just use an ampersand for friendshipping??

[crash826]

My Best Friends

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

...please...I’m so afraid...

*cybernetic hornpile attachments overheat from intense grimdarknergy and explode*

[Kawa]

I propose the following syntax:
[UNICODE GOODNESS]
Whaddaya say?

I say you're a thief. In a very tongue-in-cheek manner

[Renegade Electron]

This is the first part of SFelt, also known as SBurb/SGrub but for the Felt. Basically, the Felt play SFelt to avoid the Midnight Crew and, the Felt being the Felt, shenanigans happen.

Chapter One: Introducing SFelt

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“Right, you lot,” Doc Scratch said to the Felt members assembled before him. “I’ve received info that the Midnight Crew are planning a raid tonight. If luck turns against us, all of us could die.”
“Even me?” piped up a small voice.
“Yes, even you, Clover. Your luck won’t hold out forever.”
“It could.”
“Look, Clover, I’m not in the mood for debate. What I’m planning is the same thing that got us into this situation in the first place.”
“No,” Snowman said simply. “Not Sgrub.”
“Not necessarily.”
“I am not interested, Scratch.” Snowman pushed to the front of the crowd.
There was silence as Snowman stared at Doc Scratch, looking for a sign of emotion on his featureless white head. Green bolts of energy coursed over Scratch for a second, and Snowman finally backed off.
“They won’t kill me. You know this. But the Felt needs me.”
“I’m glad to see you agree,” Doc Scratch replied, trying to keep frustration out of his voice. “Now, are there any other complaints, or can I continue with my explanation?”
There were a series of “no”s, and then Doc Scratch continued.
“Good. Now, we are going to split into five teams of three, and-”
“There are only twelve of us here,” Fin pointed out.
“I’m getting to this,” Scratch replied. “Crowbar, Matchsticks, and Quarters constitute Team Dead. The reason should be obvious.”
“REALLY?” shouted Eggs. Eggs always shouted, and nobody bothered to complain any more. He was also having some difficulty in realizing that Crowbar, Matchsticks, and Quarters had all been previously offed.
“Anyway,” Scratch continued. “Eggs, Biscuits, and Cans will be Team Muscle. I will be giving you explicit destructions on how to proceed.”
“Aye-aye, sir,” Cans replied.
“Good. That’s the kind of attitude I want to see. Itchy, Doze, and Die will be Team Time.”
“No problem Scratchy what do I gotta do?” babbled Itchy, hopping from one foot to the other. “We gonna get movin’ now or what?"
“Patience. Team Space will be Trace, Fin, and Sawbuck.”
“Excellent,” Fin said.
“Finally, Team Unique will have Clover, Stitch, and Snowman.”
“This is the best team!” Clover shouted.
“Utter nonsense,” Die replied.
Doc Scratch stepped out of the room, allowing the Felt to debate amongst themselves, and returned with an armload of strange devices which appeared to be typewriters with screens.
“These are computers,” Doc Scratch said. “We will be using them for this game. They will be entrusted to Biscuits, Itchy, Fin, and Snowman.”
The four Felt members named each took a computer and began hitting random buttons, attempting to create a reaction.
“It’s not ready yet,” Scratch explained to them. “Each of you needs one of these.”
From a pocket Scratch procured a set of discs.
“FOOD!” bellowed Eggs.
“No!” yelled Scratch. “These are absolutely not food. These are of vital importance for us not to be systematically slaughtered by exiled Dersites!”
The entire company fell silent, leaving an agitated Doc Scratch to emit green energy as he wished. Finally he began to speak again.
“Each Felt member who has a computer, please come up to collect a server and a client disc. I will instruct you on how to proceed from there. Especially you, Team Muscle.”
The Felt members gathered the discs and began poking the screens with them.
“There are slots on the side,” Scratch explained, taking Itchy’s computer to demonstrate. “You put the disc in here.”
Scratch inserted the server disc, and a notice popped up announcing that the computer was “waiting for client player!”
“That’ll be you, Biscuits,” Scratch said to the Team Muscle member, who obeyed promptly.
Within minutes, SFelt was installed on all four computers and the game was underway.

[raequiem]

I propose the following syntax:

♠ ♥ ♦ ♣ = Romantic

♤ ♡ ♢ ♧ = Not romantic

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

Whaddaya say?

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