MSPA Fanfiction IV

[Graven_Image]

Skaian. Your avatar.


It has correctly prophesied two of the deaths so far. Pink and Orange. The other two are....



DO NOT WANT

[raequiem]

@Douhneill: I'll come back and you'll be on Page 72 of Thread 14. And I will have somuchcatchinguptodoooooo...

Well. Huh.

Call for vote: Finish and post next chapter of BE, or catch up on fic? Did I miss anything MIND-BLOWING?

Also, obligatory AAAAUPDATEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.

[lucidSeraph]

Skaian. Your avatar.


It has correctly prophesied two of the deaths so far. Pink and Orange. The other two are....



DO NOT WANT

Vriska and Aradia...? :P

One I could live with, the other's already dead.

[DJ-P0N3]

I think that is Karkat's blood.

[Graven_Image]

Not just Vriska and Aradia, but Vriska and Aradia again.

[Wigmund]

Looks like Karkat and Terezi's blood to me.

[Rimbaum]

Dammit forums, stop crashing from all the stuff that just happened! Some of us are trying to write fanfiction here!

...about the stuff that just happened.

You mean like this one?


Horn Pile

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They'd known for a while now. The feelings had been there, sort of under the surface, waiting to come up. Waiting for the other to admit what it was they had felt. Both of them had been delighted to hear that once it was out in the open. Even though they were both on very different ends of the hemospectrum, that didn't seem to stop them.

Feferi reached out to hold Sollux's hand, just enjoying the simple time they were spending together. A horn honked, and she tried to stifle a giggle as Sollux just looked annoyed at that simple little fact. "This is surprisingly comfortable, actually."

Sollux frowned, shaking his head. "Thith ith far from anything I would call comfortable. I have a piethe of metal digging into my athh. Every time I move, I can hear that ridiculouth honking noithe." He looked more than ready to continue on, but Feferi just reached out to put her finger to his mouth and quiet him down.

"Just... enjoy it? For a little bit? For me?" She smiled, and Sollux relaxed, nodding.

Neither of them initially looked up when Eridan transportalized back into the room.

[SkaianRedeemer]

Well, technically it's Rose's blood. And what would make her suicide bombing run more tragic than if she only had one life left...?

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I've actually predicted with a friend that a certain subplot might come roaring to the fore when Rose's unwillingness to pay attention to her own part in the game attacks her in nothing less than the form of Cetus.

@raequiem: Karkat was here, reading all our fics. Does that count?

[Embargo]

Wrote this while working on some other stuff and gog what is wrong with me?
Also, it sucks.

Hope

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"Of course I'm not gonna fight him, I stand no chance in hell against that guy! I'm goin' to join him."

He'd fallen in love with Feferi the minute he first met her. She was funny, happy, and just a great person to be around. Her very presence ----EXCIT----ED him. During their conversations, he'd turn into some lovesick wiggler. Every time he was battered and beaten by some particularly ornery lusii, she'd patch him up without a second thought. Oh how his cheeks would turn that deep shade of purple whenever she gave him one of those classic grins. It made his collapsing and expanding bladder-based aquatic vascular system nearly stop. He couldn't help but note how much more satisfying it was watching her turn livid from the sheer audacity of his intent to join Jack.

"I thought you were supposed to be the prince of hope? How is it hopeful to surrender to a murderous demon like a COWARD?" Feferi nearly screamed, attracting the attention of the other two trolls in the lab.

Eridan could only scoff."As the prince of hope, I am uniquely qualified to recognize when all hope is lost and I'm tellin' you that there is no hope, not even a little bit."

He had made so many mistakes, and watching each and every one of them happen one after the other instantaneously had been painful. Eridan could see everything he did wrong from every perspective, counting the million and one ways he epitomized stupidity whenever he was shot down romantically. Science be damned, how many times had that been? Far too many for any sane person to count.

He let two girls use him to feed their lusii, and for what? For unrequited black and red feelings across the shipping grid? It didn't take them long to forget what he had done for them.

He was blind to have had let Feferi lead him on like she did, using him to do what she didn't have the stomach to do. He'd killed thousands upon thousands of lusii to feed that monstrous lusus of hers. For what? For her to abandon him when she didn't need him anymore? Real smooth there Ampora, dropping the matesprit bomb on her like that.

He actually had the gall to care about her. He'd spent everyday dutifully orphaning countless trolls for Her Majesty. He did the dirty work for her, so she wouldn't have the blood of thousands on her hands. He'd been such a willing stooge, fawning over her and masking it with his over-the-top, exaggerated emotional theatrics. Pathetic

And Vriska? Vriska was a bit of a bitch, all things considered. She just dropped their flowering black romance arbitrarily. Eridan had spent hours at his computer talking with Kanaya and Feferi, trying to see where he'd gone wrong. Did he suddenly stop being interesting? Did he not climb the levels fast enough? In his desperation to find out why, he'd comissioned a doomsday device from her and she responded by acting all flighty and avoiding him like the plague.

But he'd grown in strength since she last saw him. Killing all of those angels had empowered him, shown him his limits. And with his new empirical powers he was stronger than ever. He would've probably been even stronger than Vriska and her fakey-fake luck bullshit. He'd show these ungrateful little wigglers how much stronger he'd gotten. He would show them how much he didn't even need them anymore. Then they would respect him.

They would have no choice.

"The only thing left to do is to go serve him, and I'm extendin' the invitation to come with me cause even though you don't think so, I care about you." He said with a sense of finality in his words. Feferi looked ready to blow up at him. Her balooning eyes radiated her shock and anger. Karkat echoed the princess' fury with a glare of his own while Kanaya tried to mask her own shock.

He cared, he really did. Or at least he tried to. Feferi may have liked him in that way, but he always kept space for her in his collapsing and expanding bladder-based aquatic vascular system. Just because his feelings were unrequited, didn't mean he would stop feeling. It didn't matter how much it hurt inside, how many times he was mocked for his romantic failures, how hopeless everyone said he was...

Nobody else understood the things about hope that he did though. Hope was making sacrifices for the greater good. Hope was risking everything for the unlikeliest of things. Hope was using every failure to become that much stronger.

Hope was tearing apart whatever was holding you back.

He hoped that Feferi could at least try to understand why he was doing what he was doing. He hoped that she would try to see how SCIENCE backed his reasons for-

"That's it! This makes me sad Eridan, but now we have to stop you. We can't let you find Jack and risk you leading him to us."
Eridan brutally surpressed his own expression of shock. "So that's how it is, is it?"

"Theth right, man. Can't believe thith, I wath looking forward two a nap two." Sollux sighed, adjusting his red and blue spectacles ever so slightly. "I thould have killed you on lobaf when I had the chanth. Oh well... gueth it'th only fitting I'd take you down in ROUND TWO!" The psionic channeled his mutant powers, letting blue and red currents of energy course through his body at high speeds. Eridan was already moving, his hand clasping around his Science Wand lying safely in his pocket.

He had been expecting this.

"You ready printh?"
"Bring it mage."

When Kanaya had gone out of her way to make him his Science Wand, he nearly cried. The feeling of power was indescribable. It would've been like describing sound to a deaf person. You sit there explaining the sensations of hearing things to them and suddenly they turn and ask if you were saying anything in the first place. Idiot.

Practicing with his newly found powers of SCIENCE had allowed him to make sense of everything he'd experienced in the Medium. All those moments he sat in his hive, hoping to get someone, anyone, to come and help him kill the angels angrily swarming around his hive... it was a lesson in hope. There was no hoping for the hopeless. That's why he was ready to work with Jack. Fighting against Jack was hopeless.

The two warriors battled in mid air, Hope and Science versus Psionic Energy. The lab shook as random tendrils of energy whipped around, cracking the ground and destroying everything they touched. Karkat grabbed hold of a desk to try and keep his footing while Kanaya and Feferi lost their balance in the face of the Mage's and Prince's power clash.

Eridan continued to call forth more and more power, hitting reserves he never even thought he had. Sollux gasped as he reached his limit. Just how much stronger did Eridan get? The psionic found out when Eridan unleashed one final burst of empirical power, sending the hacker flying across the room and into a wall.

Watching that mutant-brained troll crack a wall with the force of his impact had been... satisfying, to say the least. The feeling only multiplied when Feferi dropped ungracefully onto Gamzee's pile of horns once he'd sent a bolt of SCIENCE through her. Karkat had been much more accepting of his death, which Eridan appreciated. When he turned to Kanaya, she lay on the floor with her now unrestrained look of shock. He raised his wand and levitated her from her position on the floor, sticking her to the wall behind her.

Eridan smiled as Kanaya attempted to move past the shock, to come up with some sort of response to what she had just seen.

"Don't look so surprised Kan. Like I told you before, killin' you would be fuckin' unconsciousable. Now if you'll be excusin' me, I got a few more bodies to collect."

[Rimbaum]

Wrote this while working on some other stuff and gog what is wrong with me?
Also, it sucks.

Hope

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"Of course I'm not gonna fight him, I stand no chance in hell against that guy! I'm goin' to join him."

He'd fallen in love with Feferi the minute he first met her. She was funny, happy, and just a great person to be around. Her very presence ----EXCIT----ED him. During their conversations, he'd turn into some lovesick wiggler. Every time he was battered and beaten by some particularly ornery lusii, she'd patch him up without a second thought. Oh how his cheeks would turn that deep shade of purple whenever she gave him one of those classic grins. It made his collapsing and expanding bladder-based aquatic vascular system nearly stop. He couldn't help but note how much more satisfying it was watching her turn livid from the sheer audacity of his intent to join Jack.

"I thought you were supposed to be the prince of hope? How is it hopeful to surrender to a murderous demon like a COWARD?" Feferi nearly screamed, attracting the attention of the other two trolls in the lab.

Eridan could only scoff."As the prince of hope, I am uniquely qualified to recognize when all hope is lost and I'm tellin' you that there is no hope, not even a little bit."

He had made so many mistakes, and watching each and every one of them happen one after the other instantaneously had been painful. Eridan could see everything he did wrong from every perspective, counting the million and one ways he epitomized stupidity whenever he was shot down romantically. Science be damned, how many times had that been? Far too many for any sane person to count.

He let two girls use him to feed their lusii, and for what? For unrequited black and red feelings across the shipping grid? It didn't take them long to forget what he had done for them.

He was blind to have had let Feferi lead him on like she did, using him to do what she didn't have the stomach to do. He'd killed thousands upon thousands of lusii to feed that monstrous lusus of hers. For what? For her to abandon him when she didn't need him anymore? Real smooth there Ampora, dropping the matesprit bomb on her like that.

He actually had the gall to care about her. He'd spent everyday dutifully orphaning countless trolls for Her Majesty. He did the dirty work for her, so she wouldn't have the blood of thousands on her hands. He'd been such a willing stooge, fawning over her and masking it with his over-the-top, exaggerated emotional theatrics. Pathetic

And Vriska? Vriska was a bit of a bitch, all things considered. She just dropped their flowering black romance arbitrarily. Eridan had spent hours at his computer talking with Kanaya and Feferi, trying to see where he'd gone wrong. Did he suddenly stop being interesting? Did he not climb the levels fast enough? In his desperation to find out why, he'd comissioned a doomsday device from her and she responded by acting all flighty and avoiding him like the plague.

But he'd grown in strength since she last saw him. Killing all of those angels had empowered him, shown him his limits. And with his new empirical powers he was stronger than ever. He would've probably been even stronger than Vriska and her fakey-fake luck bullshit. He'd show these ungrateful little wigglers how much stronger he'd gotten. He would show them how much he didn't even need them anymore. Then they would respect him.

They would have no choice.

"The only thing left to do is to go serve him, and I'm extendin' the invitation to come with me cause even though you don't think so, I care about you." He said with a sense of finality in his words. Feferi looked ready to blow up at him. Her balooning eyes radiated her shock and anger. Karkat echoed the princess' fury with a glare of his own while Kanaya tried to mask her own shock.

He cared, he really did. It was hard not to. Feferi may have not had room for him, but he always kept space for her in his collapsing and expanding bladder-based aquatic vascular system.

Just because his feelings were unrequited, didn't mean he would stop feeling. It didn't matter how much it hurt inside, how many times he was mocked for his romantic failures, how hopeless everyone said he was...

Nobody else understood the things about hope that he did though. Hope was making sacrifices for the greater good. Hope was risking everything for the unlikeliest of things. Hope was using every failure to become that much stronger.

Hope was tearing apart whatever was holding you back.

He hoped that Feferi could at least try to understand why he was doing what he was doing. He hoped that she would try to see how SCIENCE backed his reasons for-

"That's it! This makes me sad Eridan, but now we have to stop you. We can't let you find Jack and risk you leading him to us."
Eridan brutally surpressed his own expression of shock. "So that's how it is, is it?"

"Theth right, man. Can't believe thith, I wath looking forward two a nap two." Sollux sighed, adjusting his red and blue spectacles ever so slightly. "I thould have killed you on lobaf when I had the chanth. Oh well... gueth it'th only fitting I'd take you down in ROUND TWO!" The psionic channeled his mutant powers, letting blue and red currents of energy course through his body at high speeds. Eridan was already moving, his hand clasping around his Science Wand lying safely in his pocket.

He had been expecting this.

"You ready printh?"
"Bring it mage."

When Kanaya had gone out of her way to make him his Science Wand, he nearly cried. The feeling of power was indescribable. It would've been like describing sound to a deaf person. You sit there explaining the sensations of hearing things to them and suddenly they turn and ask if you were saying anything in the first place. Idiot.

Practicing with his newly found powers of SCIENCE had allowed him to make sense of everything he'd experienced in the Medium. All those moments he sat in his hive, hoping to get someone, anyone, to come and help him kill the angels angrily swarming around his hive... it was a lesson in hope. There was no hoping for the hopeless. That's why he was ready to work with Jack. Fighting against Jack was hopeless.

The two warriors battled in mid air, Hope and Science versus Psionic Energy. The lab shook as random tendrils of energy whipped around, cracking the ground and destroying everything they touched. Karkat grabbed hold of a desk to try and keep his footing while Kanaya and Feferi lost their balance in the face of the Mage's and Prince's power clash.

Eridan continued to call forth more and more power, hitting reserves he never even thought he had. Sollux gasped as he reached his limit. Just how much stronger did Eridan get? The psionic found out when Eridan unleashed one final burst of empirical power, sending the hacker flying across the room and into a wall.

Watching that mutant-brained troll crack a wall with the force of his impact had been... satisfying, to say the least. The feeling only multiplied when Feferi dropped ungracefully onto Gamzee's pile of horns once he'd sent a bolt of SCIENCE through her. Karkat had been much more accepting of his death, which Eridan appreciated. When he turned to Kanaya, she lay on the floor with her now unrestrained look of shock. He raised his wand and levitated her from her position on the floor, sticking her to the wall behind her.

Eridan smiled as Kanaya attempted to move past the shock, to come up with some sort of response to what she had just seen.

"Don't look so surprised Kan. Like I told you before, killin' you would be fuckin' unconsciousable. Now if you'll be excusin' me, I got a few more bodies to collect."

Must... resist... horn pile... *sob*

[lucidSeraph]

/slams in here

Rainbow's End

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John, Jade, Dave, and Rose stepped into the ruined lab. The floor was littered with detritus of all kinds – bottles, teapots, toys. The walls were painted in a rainbow of hues, a garish mix of violets, yellows, reds, and greens.

“The paint is so pretty!” exclaimed Jade. “I didn't know they were so... colorful?”

“... I don't believe that's paint, Jade,” said Rose.

John cried out and went charging through the facility, shouting Vriska's name. Jade clung to Karkat's lifeless form, tears streaming down her face. Rose gently closed Kanaya's eyes, not even bothering to hide her tears. Dave stood over Terezi's body, too shell-shocked to speak or even react.

John returned, painted in blue blood, his steps slow and deliberate.

“Tavros, Nepeta, and Equius too. I think all of them...”

Jade buried her face in her hands. Dave still couldn't say a word. It was Rose who finally spoke.

“If this was Jack's doing, it may be wise for us to vacate the area posthaste. It isn't safe - ”

She stopped speaking and simply stared.

There was a lady in red standing in the middle of the room. It was impossible to tell if she had just arrived, or if she was always there and they simply hadn't seen her. Her golden eyes were empty, drowned in such sadness as to be beyond feeling it any longer. Her wings stayed perfectly still.

“You... which one are you?”

“... I think I know you.”

She slowly looked up, her face just as expressionless.

“What happened? Was it Jack?”

It seemed an eternity before she spoke. She took in a deep breath first – seeming, almost, to savor the gesture, letting her lungs fill completely before speaking in a voice like the echoes of ancient tombs, a voice like dust and sorrow.

“Not Jack.”

She turned and crossed the room, her shoes turning a variety of colors as she did, before kneeling at one corpse – one with yellow blood. She gently smoothed his hair back from his brow, closed his eyelids over the remains of his burnt out eyes, and kissed his forehead.

She then turned to look back at them, and this time, emotion had filled her eyes. Dark red tears stained her cheeks, mingling with the pale golden blood that now stained her lips.

“They did this to themselves.”

dunno if this is worthy of shoving onto AO3...? and so soon...

[Embargo]

Yeah, that sack of shit I call writing is...

well...

Yeah.

Also, Eridan needs some more TKs. Vriska's had quite enough.

[horosphere]

...aaaaaaaaugh gog dammit I wanted to catch up on some of the fics you guys have ongoing. Especially HiHH. Was totally planning to do that this evening to distract myself from waiting for updates.

Now I'm too busy flipping out over today's updates to pay enough attention to anything else.

@raequiem: Karkat was here, reading all our fics. Does that count?

You forgot the part where Karkat was also writing terrible fanfic shipping you your fanfic.

[Embargo]

/slams in here

Rainbow's End

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John, Jade, Dave, and Rose stepped into the ruined lab. The floor was littered with detritus of all kinds – bottles, teapots, toys. The walls were painted in a rainbow of hues, a garish mix of violets, yellows, reds, and greens.

“The paint is so pretty!” exclaimed Jade. “I didn't know they were so... colorful?”

“... I don't believe that's paint, Jade,” said Rose.

John cried out and went charging through the facility, shouting Vriska's name. Jade clung to Karkat's lifeless form, tears streaming down her face. Rose gently closed Kanaya's eyes, not even bothering to hide her tears. Dave stood over Terezi's body, too shell-shocked to speak or even react.

John returned, painted in blue blood, his steps slow and deliberate.

“Tavros, Nepeta, and Equius too. I think all of them...”

Jade buried her face in her hands. Dave still couldn't say a word. It was Rose who finally spoke.

“If this was Jack's doing, it may be wise for us to vacate the area posthaste. It isn't safe - ”

She stopped speaking and simply stared.

There was a lady in red standing in the middle of the room. It was impossible to tell if she had just arrived, or if she was always there and they simply hadn't seen her. Her golden eyes were empty, drowned in such sadness as to be beyond feeling it any longer. Her wings stayed perfectly still.

“You... which one are you?”

“... I think I know you.”

She slowly looked up, her face just as expressionless.

“What happened? Was it Jack?”

It seemed an eternity before she spoke. She took in a deep breath first – seeming, almost, to savor the gesture, letting her lungs fill completely before speaking in a voice like the echoes of ancient tombs, a voice like dust and sorrow.

“Not Jack.”

She turned and crossed the room, her shoes turning a variety of colors as she did, before kneeling at one corpse – one with yellow blood. She gently smoothed his hair back from his brow, closed his eyelids over the remains of his burnt out eyes, and kissed his forehead.

She then turned to look back at them, and this time, emotion had filled her eyes. Dark red tears stained her cheeks, mingling with the pale golden blood that now stained her lips.

“They did this to themselves.”

dunno if this is worthy of shoving onto AO3...? and so soon...

Awesome. God I love sadfics.

[Wigmund]

When the latest updates came up, I was busy writing this on the Troll!Cops thread: Motherly Advice
A fic where Sollux and Feferi are told to stop caring about what others think and just let their love for each other be known...
I actually checked for an update when I tried to preview it and the forums didn't respond...that's why there's the note at the bottom.

[Karijou]

God.

I'm sorry in advance for the quality of this. But... I had to write something. God knows it's better than curling up on my bed and crying.

"h0ll0w"

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She descends into a scene of chaos.

The room lies in ruins, the scorch marks she left during her last visit barely registering amidst the destruction elsewhere. The hornpile lies scattered, and in the middle Feferi's corpse still stares at the ceiling in shock. A jade green trail leading to the transportalizer is the only clue as to Kanaya's whereabouts, and Karkat is nowhere to be seen.

Only one other being still draws breath in this room. Aradia floats down, letting her feet lightly touch the floor as she reaches the ground. Sollux stiffens, pressing himself against the wall in some instinctive, desperate attempt at self-defense.

“Come to finish the job, shithtain?”

She's never heard him like this before. She remembers, from an early age on, being witness to his fits of self-loathing and irrational anger. She remembers the scratches in his throat he'd leave from yelling at everyone, him and her and anyone else within earshot. She remembers with an almost painful clarity the night she died, and how when he'd finally understood he just sobbed and screamed until there was no way he could even make sound anymore. But this is nothing like that, and Aradia feels what she will only later identify as “fear” for the first time since Then.

She doesn't move for a few seconds, and the young troll in front of her begins to yell, a pointless tirade that probably only serves to tire him out. “What'th the matter? You can't do it, you pathetic wathte of life? Oh my God, you're thcared, aren't you? You're thcared! You thtupid, shitty excuthe for a highblood, you're afraid of a little muthtard!”

When she begins to walk towards him, his screams only grow louder. “God, jutht finish the job! You already killed FF, what'th thopping you now?!” She finally reaches him, stopping barely a foot away before regarding him.

She'd forgotten what it felt like, to pity someone like this.

“Do it!” he screams, voice cracking, and Aradia drops to her knees before embracing him. He's crying, she realizes as he shakes against her with barely muffled sobs, but that's nothing as surprising as the realization that she is too.

“Sorry.” Even through the tears the hollowness is still there, as clear as ever. Even through resurrection, it hasn't left.

"I'm so sorry."

After today, Aradia's not sure it ever will.

[Graven_Image]

So, apparently, losing the game and the subsequent loss of an alliance-worthy goal has turned the meteor base into an emotional meat grinder, devoid of sense or logic.

What if this is the norm for trolls?

What if this is what it was like every day?

[lucidSeraph]

Kari - oh we are apparently sadaradia siblings

come

i have a special hornpile just for us ;_;

[Embargo]

So, apparently, losing the game and the subsequent loss of an alliance-worthy goal has turned the meteor base into an emotional meat grinder, devoid of sense or logic.

What if this is the norm for trolls?

What if this is what it was like every day?

Mission Mothergrubbing Accomplished.

[Wigmund]

So, apparently, losing the game and the subsequent loss of an alliance-worthy goal has turned the meteor base into an emotional meat grinder, devoid of sense or logic.

What if this is the norm for trolls?

What if this is what it was like every day?

Makes you wonder how their society progressed at all if this is true.

[SkaianRedeemer]

@Horosphere: I figured that was just "MIND-BLOWING" to me!

@Graven: I've seen a few fics like that, actually.

[Karijou]

Kari - oh we are apparently sadaradia siblings

come

i have a special hornpile just for us ;_;

;_____;/

*curls up on the hornpile and weeps*

I also like Rainbow's End, if only for the concept and the idea of paint underneath one's feet. And God-tier Aradia just. Just.

brb sobbing forever.

So, apparently, losing the game and the subsequent loss of an alliance-worthy goal has turned the meteor base into an emotional meat grinder, devoid of sense or logic.

What if this is the norm for trolls?

What if this is what it was like every day?

I actually kind of imagine this is what it was like for trollkind in general, yeah. But... it being the twelve we've been exposed to just makes it so much sadder to deal with. These are people who managed to unite together (under the banner of a game, yeah) and then... fell apart, and I think that's part of why I'm so ;_; over this entire thing.

ALL THE SAD

ALL OF IT

if karkat is dead in canon i will seriously just go weep in the hornpile forever and never leave

i don't think he is but oh my god

[SkaianRedeemer]

Karkat can't be dead! He's got so much yelling at himself left to do!

[KarneWarrior]

Anything

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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 lay 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 breathes on the desk across 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.

[zebtrestalala]

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."