Haven't posted here in a while, mostly been catching up (GODDAMN, up to page 65 of a new thread in a couple weeks!) but I should be resuming Culling if anyone was interested in that or caught it in the last thread. Also, 2fortstuck, LOVE IT. CONTINUE, PLEASE. Engie's land, wonder what it's gonna be.
Now I'm too tired to write the next part tonight... :P
But, seriously, you guys, if you posted one of the fanfictions from the previous 10 or so pages, congratulations, because those pages were filled with some of the most awesome fanfics I have ever read.
Okay, scratch that, since I haven't been reading fan-fictions my whole life... But seriously, these are some of the best stories I've ever had the pleasure of reading.
Also, I have a couple of ideas I'm going to try out along with my current mystery plot...
1. Something involving the Homestuck characters making it out the fourth-wall and into AH's world.
2. Free-Country-Stuck: A HS/HS cross-over.
Seriously. These are the best things I've ever read. Ever.
In dedication to Nepeta Leijon: The best meowrail anyone could ask for AO3TindeckTumblr
He was curled up against a boulder, a piece of twisted metal in his hands. He turned it over and over, staring hard into the black not-sky and trying not to think.
"Hey. Sollux."
He opened his mouth but nothing came out. He cleared his throat and tried again. "What." His voice cracked. His throat was so raw.
"You okay?"
"..."
"... yeah, that was retarded. Sorry." Sneakers scuffed in the dust. Came closer. Stopped, right beside him.
"Feferi's worried. She wants you to come back in."
"If thee really did thee'd come out herthelf. Thee knowth why I'm here."
A beat, then-
"Alright, fine. I'm worried about you. Now get your ass back inside."
Turning the metal over and over, careful of the sharp edges. He honestly didn't want to know where exactly it came from. "I don't think that'th thuch a good idea. For one thing, Equiuth ith going to beat me to death."
"No, he's not."
"Yeth he ith. Thee hugged me, Karkat. Not him, not anyone elthe. Me."
"No, he's not, for a few reasons. First, I'd kick his ass. Second, I wouldn't have to since he'd kick his own ass if I told him to. The fuckup." A pause, maybe to wait for a chuckle that wouldn't come, maybe just to pretend the next thing wasn't coming out of his mouth. "And third, he's at least as fucked up about this as you are. You've got something in common now - missing her."
That last was said so softly that the return of his normal abrasive tone was jarring. "If you ever tell anyone I got that mushy, I will rip off your knob and shove it down your protein chute."
The very corner of his mouth twisted just slightly, despite everything. "Yeah, I'm tho thure. I-"
Something, just faintly, brushed against his mind. His head snapped up, eyes focusing on a tiny flickering speck in the distance.
"What is it - oh. The bitch returns." Karkat stood, dusting off his pants. "I'm going inside before her musclebeastshit completely melts my brain."
Another brush, stronger as the figure drew nearer. "No, it's not... her..."
Sollux heaved himself up, joints cracking from staying in one place so long. His eyes never left that speck in the distance, that speck of red not orange red red red her color red no no impossible no please...
Please, let it be possible...
He vaulted over the boulder, throwing himself into the air, riding on the red-blue of his thoughts through the black towards the spark of deep red drawing ever closer, and he heard
...please be okay please be okay please be okay...
It was her. How could he ever doubt it?
She was floating on gossamer wings and awash in red, glowing from within, and as he drew closer he saw her eyes were the brightest gold...
And she smiled at him.
And he was undone.
He closed the last few feet between them and pulled her close, wrapping himself around her. She was laughing and he wasn't sure if he was laughing or crying, and he was kissing her cheeks, her head, her horns, and she pulled back just far enough to look him in the eyes.
"It's okay, Sollux. I'm okay. It's all okay." And her smile was the brightest thing he'd ever seen.
It took a few tries, but he finally got out - "Never do that again. Ever. Not a third time. Pleathe."
Her face went solemn. "I swear to never ever ever die without permission. Again." She kept the straight face for all of ten seconds, before she started giggling again. "Sollux, it's okay. Everything's fine. I promise!"
He buried his face in her shoulder. "Jeguth, I mithed you tho much." And as soon as he said it he wished he could take it back, because it had only been a few hours since she'd exploded-
But she understood. Of course. She always knew her way around his head better than he did. That's why they were so good together.
Still, he held her tighter. And he wasn't sure he'd ever let go again.
A/N
I mostly ship them , but I think this would also work if you ship them .
You have no idea how happy [S]Wake made me. Alive!Aradia is pretty much my favorite thing ever.
I have too much fun writing Tholluckth'th lithp.
I'm going out of town for a few days (to the land of CALI and FORNIA heck yes) and while I will be taking my computer I probably won't get much writing done. So don't expect to see me until Friday at the absolute earliest.
All my love to all of you! This is the best thread, don't let anyone tell you otherwise.
*scuttles out*
Last edited by raequiem; 01-16-2011 at 01:26 AM.
Reason: Dropped a cuss outside of the fic WHOOPS
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He was curled up against a boulder, a piece of twisted metal in his hands. He turned it over and over, staring hard into the black not-sky and trying not to think.
"Hey. Sollux."
He opened his mouth but nothing came out. He cleared his throat and tried again. "What." His voice cracked. His throat was so raw.
"You okay?"
"..."
"... yeah, that was retarded. Sorry." Sneakers scuffed in the dust. Came closer. Stopped, right beside him.
"Feferi's worried. She wants you to come back in."
"If thee really did thee'd come out herthelf. Thee knowth why I'm here."
A beat, then-
"Alright, fine. I'm worried about you. Now get your ass back inside."
Turning the metal over and over, careful of the sharp edges. He honestly didn't want to know where exactly it came from. "I don't think that'th thuch a good idea. For one thing, Equiuth ith going to beat me to death."
"No, he's not."
"Yeth he ith. Thee hugged me, Karkat. Not him, not anyone elthe. Me."
"No, he's not, for a few reasons. First, I'd kick his ass. Second, I wouldn't have to since he'd kick his own ass if I told him to. The fuckup." A pause, maybe to wait for a chuckle that wouldn't come, maybe just to pretend the next thing wasn't coming out of his mouth. "And third, he's at least as fucked up about this as you are. You've got something in common now - missing her."
That last was said so softly that the return of his normal abrasive tone was jarring. "If you ever tell anyone I got that mushy, I will rip off your knob and shove it down your protein chute."
The very corner of his mouth twisted just slightly, despite everything. "Yeah, I'm tho thure. I-"
Something, just faintly, brushed against his mind. His head snapped up, eyes focusing on a tiny flickering speck in the distance.
"What is it - oh. The bitch returns." Karkat stood, dusting off his pants. "I'm going inside before her musclebeastshit completely melts my brain."
Another brush, stronger as the figure drew nearer. "No, it's not... her..."
Sollux heaved himself up, joints cracking from staying in one place so long. His eyes never left that speck in the distance, that speck of red not orange red red red her color red no no impossible no please...
Please, let it be possible...
He vaulted over the boulder, throwing himself into the air, riding on the red-blue of his thoughts through the black towards the spark of deep red drawing ever closer, and he heard
...please be okay please be okay please be okay...
It was her. How could he ever doubt it?
She was floating on gossamer wings and awash in red, glowing from within, and as he drew closer he saw her eyes were the brightest gold...
And she smiled at him.
And he was undone.
He closed the last few feet between them and pulled her close, wrapping himself around her. She was laughing and he wasn't sure if he was laughing or crying, and he was kissing her cheeks, her head, her horns, and she pulled back just far enough to look him in the eyes.
"It's okay, Sollux. I'm okay. It's all okay." And her smile was the brightest thing he'd ever seen.
It took a few tries, but he finally got out - "Never do that again. Ever. Not a third time. Pleathe."
Her face went solemn. "I swear to never ever ever die without permission. Again." She kept the straight face for all of ten seconds, before she started giggling again. "Sollux, it's okay. Everything's fine. I promise!"
He buried his face in her shoulder. "Jeguth, I mithed you tho much." And as soon as he said it he wished he could take it back, because it had only been a few hours since she'd exploded-
But she understood. Of course. She always knew her way around his head better than he did. That's why they were so good together.
Still, he held her tighter. And he wasn't sure he'd ever let go again.
A/N
I mostly ship them , but I think this would also work if you ship them .
You have no idea how happy [S]Wake made me. Alive!Aradia is pretty much my favorite thing ever.
I have too much fun writing Tholluckth'th lithp.
I'm going out of town for a few days (to the land of CALI and FORNIA fuck yes) and while I will be taking my computer I probably won't get much writing done. So don't expect to see me until Friday at the absolute earliest.
All my love to all of you! This is the best thread, don't let anyone tell you otherwise.
*scuttles out*
So... beautiful...
Also, was there some big test rule that went about the forums or something?
In dedication to Nepeta Leijon: The best meowrail anyone could ask for AO3TindeckTumblr
All my love to all of you! This is the best thread, don't let anyone tell you otherwise.
*scuttles out*
Well, until MSPA Fanfiction 5
If you feel that there's no way things could get any worse, that means things will only get better!
...That, or you're possibly being fed on by a dementor. Eat some chocolate, stat.
Over here, Doodled. Basically, don't insult MSPA characters and I'm pretty sure cussing's banned. However, I think (THINK, don't know)that in fanfics and art characters can insult each other.
Over here, Doodled. Basically, don't insult MSPA characters and I'm pretty sure cussing's banned. However, I think (THINK, don't know)that in fanfics and art characters can insult each other.
BLUH.
So, wait, cussing is banned in fanfics too?
In dedication to Nepeta Leijon: The best meowrail anyone could ask for AO3TindeckTumblr
Over here, Doodled. Basically, don't insult MSPA characters and I'm pretty sure cussing's banned. However, I think (THINK, don't know)that in fanfics and art characters can insult each other.
BLUH.
So, wait, cussing is banned in fanfics too?
No, Lexxy got that rule lifted for the Art Forum. Basically so the people could actually write anyone other than nepeta and tavros.
@raequiem That was very sweet, and now I hope beyond hope that we'll see something like it in canon.
Originally Posted by Lexxy
Announcing this here because it's relevant to EVERYONE'S interests:
Art is officially exempt from the Pillweef rule.
You may now continue with your regularly uncensored fanficcing!
Whoa, I don't spend much time on the forums this weekend and I miss all the best stuff! Did I just miss out on an opportunity to write the word "pillweef" into a chapter of Unhinged There Is Nothing Wrong With Jack Noir's Mental State And We Love Him For Who He Is?
He was curled up against a boulder, a piece of twisted metal in his hands. He turned it over and over, staring hard into the black not-sky and trying not to think.
"Hey. Sollux."
He opened his mouth but nothing came out. He cleared his throat and tried again. "What." His voice cracked. His throat was so raw.
"You okay?"
"..."
"... yeah, that was retarded. Sorry." Sneakers scuffed in the dust. Came closer. Stopped, right beside him.
"Feferi's worried. She wants you to come back in."
"If thee really did thee'd come out herthelf. Thee knowth why I'm here."
A beat, then-
"Alright, fine. I'm worried about you. Now get your ass back inside."
Turning the metal over and over, careful of the sharp edges. He honestly didn't want to know where exactly it came from. "I don't think that'th thuch a good idea. For one thing, Equiuth ith going to beat me to death."
"No, he's not."
"Yeth he ith. Thee hugged me, Karkat. Not him, not anyone elthe. Me."
"No, he's not, for a few reasons. First, I'd kick his ass. Second, I wouldn't have to since he'd kick his own ass if I told him to. The fuckup." A pause, maybe to wait for a chuckle that wouldn't come, maybe just to pretend the next thing wasn't coming out of his mouth. "And third, he's at least as fucked up about this as you are. You've got something in common now - missing her."
That last was said so softly that the return of his normal abrasive tone was jarring. "If you ever tell anyone I got that mushy, I will rip off your knob and shove it down your protein chute."
The very corner of his mouth twisted just slightly, despite everything. "Yeah, I'm tho thure. I-"
Something, just faintly, brushed against his mind. His head snapped up, eyes focusing on a tiny flickering speck in the distance.
"What is it - oh. The bitch returns." Karkat stood, dusting off his pants. "I'm going inside before her musclebeastshit completely melts my brain."
Another brush, stronger as the figure drew nearer. "No, it's not... her..."
Sollux heaved himself up, joints cracking from staying in one place so long. His eyes never left that speck in the distance, that speck of red not orange red red red her color red no no impossible no please...
Please, let it be possible...
He vaulted over the boulder, throwing himself into the air, riding on the red-blue of his thoughts through the black towards the spark of deep red drawing ever closer, and he heard
...please be okay please be okay please be okay...
It was her. How could he ever doubt it?
She was floating on gossamer wings and awash in red, glowing from within, and as he drew closer he saw her eyes were the brightest gold...
And she smiled at him.
And he was undone.
He closed the last few feet between them and pulled her close, wrapping himself around her. She was laughing and he wasn't sure if he was laughing or crying, and he was kissing her cheeks, her head, her horns, and she pulled back just far enough to look him in the eyes.
"It's okay, Sollux. I'm okay. It's all okay." And her smile was the brightest thing he'd ever seen.
It took a few tries, but he finally got out - "Never do that again. Ever. Not a third time. Pleathe."
Her face went solemn. "I swear to never ever ever die without permission. Again." She kept the straight face for all of ten seconds, before she started giggling again. "Sollux, it's okay. Everything's fine. I promise!"
He buried his face in her shoulder. "Jeguth, I mithed you tho much." And as soon as he said it he wished he could take it back, because it had only been a few hours since she'd exploded-
But she understood. Of course. She always knew her way around his head better than he did. That's why they were so good together.
Still, he held her tighter. And he wasn't sure he'd ever let go again.
A/N
I mostly ship them , but I think this would also work if you ship them .
You have no idea how happy [S]Wake made me. Alive!Aradia is pretty much my favorite thing ever.
I have too much fun writing Tholluckth'th lithp.
I'm going out of town for a few days (to the land of CALI and FORNIA heck yes) and while I will be taking my computer I probably won't get much writing done. So don't expect to see me until Friday at the absolute earliest.
All my love to all of you! This is the best thread, don't let anyone tell you otherwise.
The lady in red smiled at him as she floated around his immobile form.
"Well n0w, Jack. Y0u've just been causing all s0rts of tr0uble t0day, haven't y0u?"
He would bite back with some crushing retort, or maybe even a stab or two. But he could not move.
"I d0n't believe 0ur interests are served in keeping y0u ar0und."
She stopped floating for a second.
"This timeline is better 0ff with0ut y0u. G00dbye, Jack."
And the world went red.
Red miles of swirling temporal nonsense, tumbling, burning, hurling him down to who knows where.
♠♠♠
When his head stopped spinning, nothing seemed that different. He was back above Derse, and floating there was his first victim of the day.
You sent me a few minutes back in time? Missy, you're going to have to do a lot better than that.
He descended. Aim for the torso, a nice clean swipe, just like last time...
The sword was caught and discarded. The troll floating in front of him was not the same as the one he just killed.
"D--> And just what what are you trying to do with that?"
Black clothes, long gray hood, wings...!?
no no no no no
He fled to the surface below.
♠♠♠
There. There was an easier target.
Knock her off balance, go for the center... What..??
She disappeared before he even reached her. Mocking laughter sounded from one of the ledges high above.
":33 < Nyaaahahaha! I thought we got rid of you a long time ago! Back for more?"
"I killed you once, you overgrown furball! I can do it again!"
She landed softly in front of him, masked by the shadows of the nearby buildings. She slowly advanced on him, tail swishing back and forth over her head.
":33 < You made a mistake coming back here."
"I never left. That bint in the red sent me here."
":OO < Aradia?! So that's what she meant!"
"What are you talking about?"
">:33 < Oh, don't worry. You'll seeee..."
"HEY, JACK. HOLD STILL. SOMETHING ON THE BACK OF YOUR HEAD."
KLUDD
It wasn't enough to knock him out. Not by a long shot. But it was enough to grab his attention.
Behind him stood even more of the trolls he had spent the last few hours murdering. They were all bedecked in the regalia of legends, and they were all apparently very mad at him.
"...I hate the god-tiers."
"Then today just isn't your lucky day, Jaaaaaaaack..."
Above him floated the rest.
"We'll give you an eight-minute head start."
His brain took a few seconds to process what that sentence meant.
"FLY, JACK! FLYYYYYYYY! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
For the first time since the Reckoning, Jack Noir absconded.
Blood. Candy red blood blossomed in her mind's eye, like some kind of gory, horrible flower. It wouldn't fade, wouldn't go away. All she saw was that blood, and all she felt was the guilt that went along with it.
She'd caused it. She'd caused his death. It was her fault. All hers.
WHYWHYWHY—
Something wet hit her face. Terezi started, confused. At least, for a moment, this strange sensation banished the thoughts of Dave's death from her mind. But what down here was dripping on her? She wiped away the wetness with a finger and sniffed it speculatively.
Blood. Not of the red variety, thank gog, but brown. What was Tavros doing down here, and why was he—
A wet, heavy thud shook the whole platform. Terezi nearly fell off of it altogether, what with her legs hanging off the edge, but she managed to cling to it and clamber back up. What she smelled was horrifying.
Tavros. Oh, gog, Tavros. His blood clogged her nose with the scent of mud, but she could still plainly smell the lance through his chest. His own lance. She could barely do more than stand in shock for a moment before she ran to his side.
"Tavros! Tavros, are you with me?" She slapped his cheek, and, at first, nothing happened. Then, almost lazily, he blinked once. His head moved slightly, but it seemed like he couldn't move it much more.
"T-terezi...?"
"Yeah, I'm here," she said, tears already beginning to choke her voice. Why was this happening? Who could have done this?
"I... I need..." Tavros was trying to speak again.
"Just hold on! I'll... I'll go get someone! Anyone! You'll be fine, alright?" She couldn't accept that he was going to die. She couldn't accept that there was nothing anyone could do for him at this point. She couldn't watch another person die in front of her eyes. Couldn't—
"N-no, Terezi." Terezi paused in her hysterics when he spoke. Something about the way he was speaking was... different. He suddenly sounded more... could that be confident? She stopped and listened.
"She... she wanted me..." He began, but then he paused, his breath ragged. Terezi grabbed his hand, ignoring the blood.
"What? What did she want?" She didn't even have to ask who "she" was. Terezi had a pretty good idea of that.
"She... wanted me quiet. Terezi, she... she..." His voice trailed off, becoming little more than a whisper. Even with her better-than-average hearing, Terezi had to lean in to catch what he said.
"She created the demon." Once those four words were spoken, he gave one final, shuddering breath in and out. His chest didn't lift again. He was gone.
Terezi kneeled in his pooling blood, her mind and body numb. The implications... And now, Tavros was dead.
The paralysis began to melt away. In its place was anger. Fiery, righteous anger. Everything that bitch had done before... and now this. This was the last straw. She'd gone too far. She'd killed one of them, when there were so few trolls left anyway, and, somehow, she had brought about the situation they were all in.
Terezi stood, ignoring the brown blood that covered her hands and had soaked into her pants. After a moment of consideration, she pulled the lance out of him and set it to the side, and then did her best to rearrange the body. There. Now, at least, he almost looked peaceful.
She turned around without giving a second glance back. She walked with purpose to the transporter and disappeared.
She didn't know how everything had happened. In a way, she didn't really care. But she would make Vriska pay. Oh yes, she'd make her pay.
Bluh, I feel like I wrote Terezi badly, but it's kinda hard to say exactly how she'd react in a situation where she's got someone in front of her bleeding to death. Still, I definitely think we're going to be getting some righteous anger. I'm looking forward to it.
Also, I kinda wanted to give Tavros something better than "Oops, you're dead, just flop on the floor like a good dead body." So... yeah.
EDIT: @Graven: You are the king of writing things we all want to happen. It's you.
Last edited by draconicAlgorithm; 01-16-2011 at 10:09 AM.
Reason: fuckin your and you're, how do they work?
-- foreverParadox [FP] began trolling adiosToreador [AT] --
AT: hMMMMMMMM?
AT: wHo IS THIS?
FP: A GHOST FROM THE GREAT BEYOND!!!
FP: }:)
AT: oK, tHAT WAS, uHH, kINDA DUMB.
AT: aM I SUPPOSED TO FEEL SCARED?
AT: oR SOMETHING?
FP: THAT'S NEW!!!
FP: YOU NEVER USED TO MOUTH OFF //KE TH/S!!!
FP: HEEEY!!!
FP: WHERE ARE YOU???
AT: uHH, wHAT THE HECK ARE YOU GOING ON ABOUT?
FP: THE SCREEN IS B/ANK, / CAN'T SEE YOU!!!
AT: wHAT SCREEN?
AT: yOU'RE PRETTY WEIRD.
FP: FORGET THAT!!!
FP: / WANTED TO ASK YOU!!!
FP: ABOUT THE GAME YOU GUYS ARE P/AY/NG R/GHT NOW!!!
AT: oK.
FP: BECAUSE /'M BE/NG OFFERED A DEA/ AT THE MOMENT THAT M/GHT END UP BAD FOR YOU GUYS!!!
FP: AND SO FAR, /'M OK WITH THE DEAL WHEN IT COMES TO SOME OF YOU!!!
FP: BUT FOR YOU, I DON'T WANT TO ACCEPT /T!!!
FP: }:)
AT: fIRST OF ALL.
AT: yOU SHOULD, uHH, tRY TALKING TO CG.
AT: aPPARENTLY, hE'S THE BRAINS BEHIND OUR SESSION.
AT: oR SOME SHIT.
AT: dESPITE THE FACT THAT THERE ARE CLEARLY MORE BETTER SUITED LEADERS.
AT: wHO, uHH, cOULD JUST BE BIDING THEIR TIME.
FP: OK!!!
AT: sECOND, yOU SHOULD PROBABLY GIVE UP ON ME BEING YOUR, uHH, dEAL BREAKER.
FP: HUH???
FP: WHY???
AT: bECAUSE I DON'T LIKE YOU.
FP: D:{
FP: WHAT???
FP: BUT WHAT ABOUT BEING BEST BUDS!!!
FP: WE L/STENED TO EACH OTHER WHEN SH/T WENT BAD!!!
FP: /T WAS N/CE!!!
AT: yOU THOUGHT THAT I WAS BEING NICE TO YOU?
AT: aT BEST I, uHH, pITIED YOUR SITUATION.
AT: yOU REALLY GOT ON MY NERVES SOMETIMES.
AT: aLWAYS YOUR PROBLEMS, aND YOUR ISSUES.
AT: "//v/ng on an /s/and sucks man, bluh bluh bluh"
FP: WA/T, YOU KNOW?
AT: uHH, dUUHH.
AT: iT'S NOT THAT DIFFICULT WHEN YOU TALK ABOUT HOW WE WERE BEST BUDS AND CONTINUE USING THAT LAME, SHITTY QUIRK.
FP: ...
AT: yOU SHOULD HAVE TALKED TO AG TO HELP YOU THINK UP A BETTER ONE.
FP: WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED!!!
FP: TH/S /SN'T YOU!!!
AT: tHINGS CHANGE TYBIAN.
AT: }:)
AT: iT TOOK ME AWHILE TO NOTICE, bUT EVENTUALLY I GOT TIRED OF BEING A PISS ANT WHO ONLY DRAGGED HIS FRIENDS AND SUPERIORS DOWN.
AT: i DECIDED NOT TO PUT UP WITH ANYONE'S SHIT.
AT: aND YOU KNOW WHAT.
AT: iT'S FUN.
FP: WELL!!!
FP: HERE'S MY OP/N/ON ON TH/S CHANGE OF HEART YOU HAD!!!
AT: oK.
FP: / SAY /T'S RETARDED THAT YOU WENT AND D/D THAT!!!
FP: YOU WERE GREAT THE WAY YOU WERE!!!
FP: WE HAD SO MUCH FUN WHEN WE TA/KED!!!
FP: A/SO / TH/NK /'VE MADE MY DEC/S/ON!!!
AT: oK.
FP: /'// ACCEPT TH/S DUMBASS DEA/!!!
FP: AND K/// THE OTHERS!!!
FP: BUT NOT YOU!!!
FP: /'// BEAT TH/S NEW ASSHO/E PERSONA OUT OF YOU!!
FP: BECAUSE / WANT THE O/D YOU BACK!!!
AT: tHAT'S PRETTY, uHH, sELFISH OF YOU.
FP: / DON'T CARE!!!
FP: /'// BE SEE/NG YOU REA/ SOON!!!
AT: aM I SUPPOSED TO BE SCARED AGAIN?
-- adiosToreador [AT] began trolling adiosToreador [AT] --
AT: hEY I'M AWAKE.
AT: uHH, aG?
AT: wHY ARE YOU USING MY, uHH, hANDLE?
AT: :::;)
Tybian: React in a cool and collected manner
YOU CAN'T FUCKING BELIEVE THIS SHIT. NOW EVEN HE IS OFF HIS FUCKING ROCKER? YOU RIP THAT DUMBASS TERMINAL OUT OF THE WALL AND SMASH IT AGAINST THE FLOOR.
THEY WILL PAY
THEY WILL ALL PAY
IF THEY DID THAT TO AT, THEN THERE'S NO EXCUSE, NO REASON FOR THEM TO LIVE.
WG: I trust you've made your choice.
The White Guest appears before you in a blink.
WG: By your current state, you are unhappy with what you've learned.
WG: It's unfortunate, yes, but they are all now manipulating each other and even themselves in ways that break the limits of the game itself.
WG: If they are allowed to live, then the completion of their session would have disastrous effects on the universe they create.
SR: /'// he/p you...
SR: / don't need you to try and further conv/nce me...
SR: /t's not necessary...
WG: Then open the doors.
WG: You will learn just how you will kill them.
You stand before the large stone double doors. You begin to recognize the symbol etched into the door itself. It depicts a large owl opening its wings as if in flight. You remember your own owl, and get the feeling that this was meant to be. You were destined to to this.
You grab the handles and swing the doors wide open. You stare in amazement at what lies before you.
Last edited by Tybian Sothoth; 01-19-2011 at 02:52 PM.
Name! Tybian Sothoth
Pesterchum handle! solarRavager
You are the Convict of Space in the Land of Prisms and Echo!
It is you
The sound of ticking clocks filled her ears. The sight of spinning cogs and numbers filled her vision. Her heart beat in rythm with the tick of the clock, she could feel it. She could taste bronze and smell the stale air inside a hourglass.
Ten years passed by in seconds. Centuries in minutes. mellenia in a hour. By the time she got out of the stasis, by the time she could move again...
Lord English smiled. Vriska got what she deserved.
She was insignificant.
I think the worst thing that could happen to Vriska is to be made into something inconsequntial, so that's what I did.
If I wanted to hurt her worse I could make her able to see everything that happens without her, but I don't know how Aradia would do that.
The sound of ticking clocks filled her ears. The sight of spinning cogs and numbers filled her vision. Her heart beat in rythm with the tick of the clock, she could feel it. She could taste bronze and smell the stale air inside a hourglass.
Ten years passed by in seconds. Centuries in minutes. mellenia in a hour. By the time she got out of the stasis, by the time she could move again...
Lord English smiled. Vriska got what she deserved.
She was insignificant.
I think the worst thing that could happen to Vriska is to be made into something inconsequntial, so that's what I did.
If I wanted to hurt her worse I could make her able to see everything that happens without her, but I don't know how Aradia would do that.
If Aradia can inflict the dead on Vriska, presumably that includes people from doomed timelines. There must be one or two timelines where Vriska died and everyone else carried on. Maybe have Aradia show her a dead Vriska, or another dead troll who died long enough after Vriska to tell her how everything went without her.
Strider brothers fics (many thanks go to egregiousBass for compiling them):
Musical Interlude- Dave tries to ironically score in the ongoing fight to one-up his brother. By joining the school chorus.
Trees and Tentacles- Bro's insomnia leads to inspired art and a little brotherly bonding time.
Undone- Dave tries to see his brother one last time.
Supermarket Shenanigans- in an early installment of the Striders, Bro looses Dave in a store. Cue panic.
My House- Dave butts heads with a lady friend of his brother's.
Binary- Bro's life and death are simple and convoluted affairs.
Climb- a brief look at where Bro is after he rocketboards off the roof.
Key- Bro teaches Dave the key behind being an ironic roof rapping ninja.
Parenthood- What Bro had to go through to make Dave what he is.
Parental Guidance- Parent teacher conferences are never fun for anyone involved.
Of Bathrooms and Beatdowns- The Striders' early morning rituals turn into unpleasant experiences at a party bro dj's at; aka roofies are never okay.
The Two of Us Are Dying- Bro has dreamt of his death sporadically for the past 13 years. Fallout.
Rap Battle!- One of the brothers' many sylladex hashrap battles. Chaos ensues.
If Illness was This One- Bro Strider is sick. Dave is not happy. The pumpkin shows up. [what pumpkin?]
Puppets and Porn- Bro Strider runs a faux/real puppet pr0n website from his home. With a minor in it. Of course someone was going to be totally not cool about it.
Puppet Porn pt II- Child protective services get called. Shit gets real. THE APARTMENT IS CLEAN OMGOMGOMGOMG
Voyeur- Jack Noir watches as Bro dies at his feet.
Surprise!- Dave wakes up on his birthday to the usual Strider shenanigans.
When "Puppets" Go Bad- Dave watches a clip of a video on Bro's computer of what looks to be a puppet trying to kill him in his sleep. Though, that's not quite the case.