Introduction: This is just a little idea I had recently. I hope it works out. No longer text based. I had a little epiphany and decided to use crudely drawn pencil sketches, sort of like doodles from your school textbooks. However, pictures take a backseat to the story and I will sometimes not post them until later, so check often. This is a story half fact and half fan-fiction. It is the story of myself and two friends in the Homestuck universe. Think of it as a giant self-insertion. Note however, I will not be using actual names, just variations on them. Criticism is welcome. I hope you enjoy this shameless and probably slightly tacky fanfic.
A young man stands in his bedroom. It just so happens that today, the 13th of April, is not his birthday. His birthday was months ago, and this day isn't different from any other summer day. Except Sburb Beta is released today. The young man is fairly tall, though not over six feet. His curly brown hair reaches to the back of his neck, and no farther, and hides the frame of his glasses and the top half of his ears. His green button-up shirt is his favorite style, with the sleeves rolled up to make it look less formal. It even has his favorite symbol on the front pocket, the fleur de lis. His jeans are slightly worn, mostly from over-use. He never wears shorts. But despite having all these personal preferences in clothing, he still has no name. What will the name of this young man be?