Re: MSPA Fanfiction V: We're Going to Need More Wands
NOICE! I'll finish the next chapter of the Aristocratic Outcast and slam-dunpk it on the new thread.
Cool, so that was my bit. Also, why is Eridan torture so damn funny? I mean, I like him, but it's just too fucking golden when he gets torn to pieces by nearly everything in existence? Someone pointed this out earlier, but Eridan actually caused all the good things that happened to the trolls. In a sense, he worked sorta like Vriska. While Vriska and Aradia manipulated the fuck out of the timeline to make shit happen, Eridan just blundered his way through in his usual manner and managed to make everything work out for the better. I wonder if we'll get to see him in one of his memory bubbles...
Re: MSPA Fanfiction V: We're Going to Need More Wands
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Originally Posted by battlerek
Huh. Barely been a month and this thread is already over.
I'm used to the chat threads lasting just days. This seems like it's been around forever.
Although I did notice a series of large fic explosions, the largest one being the crossover one.
BECAUSE CROSSOVERS ARE AMAZING -shot-
Also, I couldn't tell you why it's so fun to torture Eridan. I think it's just because he's such a dick most of the time, he deserves pretty much everything he gets. (Also also, he's one of my favorite characters. xD) But yeah, you're right. Even when he tries to do bad stuff, it comes out good. Poor guy, never gets a 8r8k!
EDIT: NINJA'D! (unsurprisingly)
MSPA Fanfiction [VI] I IV: All the Prompts/Ships/Trolls/-insert something witty here-. All of Them.
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THAT IS NOT SPADES
THERE IS NO CONSENT
THAT IS LIKE SPADES RAPE
TROLLS WOULD BE DISGUSTED
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Originally Posted by olivia
Originally Posted by Doodled
Eridan: Hunt for fearsome beast
Very fearsome indeed.
got that bitch a wweb-cartoonist. bitches lovve wweb-cartoonists.
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Thicker Than Blood 01234: It seemed like a pretty straightforward moraillegience. He provided her with food, she protected him from the other rainbow drinkers. Maybe if her old matesprit hadn't gotten involved, it would have stayed that way.
Wizardstuck 12345678910111213141516: The new Hogwarts students just keep getting weirder every year.
Zombiestuck KKEG (1): They thought that the Earth would be empty, ready for them to rebuild and reshape it as they saw fit. They weren't expecting that the meteors wouldn't hit everywhere, or that they might have some nasty side effects. They weren't expecting the Infected.
Don't Press Buttons (1): As usual, John does something stupid. Only this time, the result is that he becomes a troll, and Karkat becomes a human. Shenanigans ensue.
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Blood and Noir: I'd fallen for that trap once. I wasn't going to do it again. The Road Ill Traveled: A poem about Karkat and Terezi written in the style of Robert Frost's "The Road Not Traveled". Pixie Trails: Sometimes luck doesn't even factor in. Unovastuck-Karkat vs Throh and Sawk: Apparently, a Sawk is faster than a Throh. Faster than a Braviary too. Karkat finds out the hard way. Kore Wa Troll Desu Ka?: Includes crossdressing and magical girl transformations. Karkat was not pleased. The Lawyer and the Goddess: Vriska and Terezi are having a very important chat when they get interrupted by a certain juggalo. Prompt Dunp: A group of several short fics I wrote based on prompts, including Tavros and Bro sharing tea, Slick talking with Jade about (briefly) hobbits, and Dave finding a birthday gift for Rose. Tears: Getting stabbed in the chest once sucks. Getting stabbed in the chest twice really sucks. Prey: Nepeta is a clever kitty. Yes: In a moment of weakness, Rose consults her magical cue ball. My Little Sis: An alt!kids fic about Bro raising blue!Jade. Based off of MSB's AU roleplay. Funhouse: John really, REALLY doesn't like clowns. Or music by Pink. Ice Cubes: Bro talks to Nanna before his fated battle with Jack. INDIGO and CaNdY rEd: An altblood pesterlog, featuring mutant Gamzee and indigo Karkat. Kantostuck: John wants to be the very best. Like no one ever was. Disease Called Friendship: Karkat has had a bad time with friends. The Demon: Death sometimes comes in the form you'd least expect. Hope: Even the Prince of Hope doesn't understand it. Hoststuck: Yeah, I don't really know either. Coulrophobia: HONK HONK MOTHERFUCKER Do: Killer: He stalks in the darkness, waiting. Waiting. Awaken: It's hard, being a rainbowdrinker. It's hard and no one understands. Kitten: Hearts Boxcars adopts an adorable kitten. Misery Loves Company: Terezi gives the bad news, and finds out some bad news of her own. Tend the Living: Gogdammit Hussie I hate you. Doll: It's actually a very good thing that Vriska allowed Bec to be prototyped. Don't Die On Me: Terezi discovers a new reason to hate Vriska. BL1ND Buddiie2: Sollux consults Terezi on the best method of seeing without sight. Cold: Dave decides to take a little time out to go see Jade.
Re: MSPA Fanfiction V: We're Going to Need More Wands
Welp look guys.
Those That Fuck Around
I glared at Path. "Look Path, all I'm saying is that I don't care which of your Problem Sleuth's is more hardboiled. I read both your fics, and I like them. Isn't that a-fucking-nough?" Path nodded. I grinned, and turned to walk away. But before I could, of course, Path decided to say something.
"But wait! Author!" I cursed under my breath. God dammit. Why is it that everyone redirects their problems to me?
"If you had to pick whose is more hardboiled... It'd be mine, right?" I kept walking. "...RIGHT?"
I looked over at Skaian and Graven's Thread End poker game. Skaian had somehow managed to get five aces. Graven just rolled with it, he was playing the guy who reinvented the meaning of "Auspitice". But hey, at least the game was going fine. Cerulean's cackling was reaching the breaking point. She jumped up, screaming, "AT LAST! I UNDERSTAND IT NOW!" Everybody ignored her. She did this every few days or so. Something to do with the lack of candy in our Underground Lair of Doom.
"Guys, I've got it! We should totally write something about how Baby Doc Scratch is secretly Eridan!" At that, everyone looked over. Except Doodled, Lant, and Lucid. They were getting to work on her prompt. Graven said, rather nervously, "Er... That seems like a bad idea. Spectacularly bad, in fact." Everyone nodded in agreement. Cerulean 'hmphed' her disapproval. "You guys are just jealous you didn't think of it first." Damn right we were. Something that bad should be shared with everyone. Doodled jumped up.
"Everybody! Ah... Ah fini... fimi... finimum... done with the prom't!" He put up on the Fifth Fic Wall proudly. It was right next to the "Quote Pyramid" we had running. We gathered around to read it.
"doc scrat was borrrrreddsada won day and he walked up to karkat and was like 'karkat i wwanna be yer matesprit' and karkat said 'no go away eridan."
Everyone nervously edged away. After all, drunk writing is infectious. Or at least SBAHJ style writing is. We pretended he hadn't posted it on our pristine Fifth Thread Wall. After all, we'd already shamed it enough by filling it with crossovers. Crossovers that everyone agreed were amazing, but crossovers nevertheless. And crossovers are usually lesser to either original material. But that was beside the point. We were fanfiction writers, we dicked around with a purpose. I sauntered over to Spork, prodding the body with my foot.
"Spork, wake up. We're nearly done with the thread."
Spork slowly opened his or her eyes, he or she was very androgynous, and murmured, "Fuck off Author, I'll wake up for the next thread."
I rolled my eyes and walked towards the entrance of the Underground Lair of Doom. Of course, the door is permanently locked. The fanfiction writers can't leave, that would take away a majority of the beautiful things that people loved about the Art Forum.
Me? The thing I loved about our Underground Lair of Doom was the people. They always amused me in so many ridiculous ways.
Fuck, I gotta go. Lucid is trying to prove to Doodled that it's totally possible that Orphaner and Mindfang had a threesome with whatever the fuck Kanaya's ancestor is.
I really need to lock up the booze better.
MSPA Fanfiction VI: his wwas all ovver the wwall
MSPA Fanfiction VI: Return of The Crossovers
MSPA Fanfiction VI: We Take Your Shame And Make It Awesome
Re: MSPA Fanfiction V: We're Going to Need More Wands
Originally Posted by Author
The One True Meta
I looked around the thread. It was really annoying when everyone slacked off. I mean, fuck, we'd just gotten a bunch of crazy new updates. Where the hell are all the fics?
"I bet Rule 34 already has their porn up..."
Skaian and Graven glanced over from their "Last Few Page Poker Table". Bastards never let me join. Skaian asked, kind of awkwardly, "What... What was that Author?"
"Nothing that concerns you." Lousy prick. Never did read that Indystuck thing. Didn't play enough of the games in it. I looked around the thread again, hoping some new shit might have popped up. Nope. Path and Jim were busy debating who was more hard-boiled- Path!Slick or Jim!Slick. Neither was really winning. Cerulean was muttering to herself in the corner, cackling, as she always did on the last few pages of a thread, and Karne?
Well.
We don't talk about Karne during the last few pages of the thread. He's just creepy during that time. Like this fucking prompt. I mean, shit, even if I do write stupid crap every now and then, what's the point of writing the Metafic? It seems fucking redundant. I looked at the other regulars of the room, and pinched the bridge of my nose when I saw what Doodled, Lucid, Anonymous, and Lant were up to. Somehow, they'd gotten into the booze.
I swear to god I locked that in the cupboard after Domoz got into it the last time and shared it with me. I spun my chair over to them, kind of giggling at the spinning. I stopped the instant I got near, and heard their conversation. Lant began.
"I tell ya guys, I don' unnerstan wha' this whole thingamagummy abou' th' prom' genera'er is about. It's rel... rill... cool!"
Doodled slurred out a reply. "I agree Lan', I jus'... I jus' wan'ned ta say tha' I love ya all. Y'all are great."
And the four attempted a four way bro hug. I quickly spun away. Didn't want to get involved in that horseshit. I heard a knock and the door, and arched an eyebrow in surprise. We rarely had new arrivals this late. I glanced around, and sighed, realizing that I was the only one sober enough to open the damn door. I did so. Fiery, a new arrival, arrived in much the same manner Kass had. With a doomed timeline. I shrugged, it wasn't that bad. But then Draconic had to go and remind everyone about the fucking main point of this thread.
"You guys! Author's actually writing something! That's what this thread's all about!"
I sighed in reply. "Damn it Drake, shut up. Just... go start up another crossover spree. I need a new chapter of Gurrenstuck, and I'm out of ideas."
Draconic nodded. "Good idea Author! Draconic, Awaaaaaay!!!"
I went back to my computer, and thought a bit. I guess we're all pretty weird. Hell, we all write fanfiction for a bizarre webcomic. But it's all cool. Because we're like family. No matter what happens, we'll always be there for each other, write for each other. 'Cause when nobody's around to keep you standing, it's best to write sitting down.
I apologize to anyone I offended with my ridiculous HeadCanon for you guys.
God I can't stay mad at Noir.
He's just.
He's like when a tiny puppy murders a squirrel and brings the corpse into your house as a present to you and it's wagging its tail and is SO PROUD of itself.
Then it goes into your house, tears your couch apart, and shits on all of your carpets.