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[ArcFour]

Yes, Uki, that's exactly true; Homestuck has a pretty wide range of what is 'acceptable' in the way of Specialness. It's pretty damn flexible, aye? Very convenient, and very fun for all around, I think.

And Dmatix, I suppose I find your reasoning acceptable. I suppose.

*looks suspiciously at Dmatic*

*suspicioooooooous*

Ahem.

With that, here's the Bard of Hope!

10 - Bard

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What makes a hero, Bard of Hope?

You know the answer well.

It’s a subtle thing, though. History, myth, and legend are all filled with clever heroes, mighty heroes, wise heroes, men and women who embodied the purest and most universal of those champion traits.

But are there not others in history, as well? Those who are not clever, or mighty, or wise?

Of course there are. Where would the world be without them?

If history has taught you anything, if the base archetypes that fill all myth and legend have shown you one thing, it’s that there’s more than mere strength, wit, or intelligence to a hero.

Maybe it was courage. The ability to face pain, to face loss, to face even death and still remain standing; that might be it, couldn’t it?

Or perhaps it was compassion; the ability to see good in things that should not have it, the ability to look beyond the surface, behind the wrongs, and see the good in people.

It could be as simple as determination. After all, it didn’t matter how wise, or compassionate, or strong, or clever, or courageous you were, if you gave up before you had given all you had to give.

Or maybe, just maybe, it wasn’t just one of these.

Maybe it was all of these at once. They could be one and the same, an inner light that shines through all adversity, a light that wins through the darkest of nights.

You’ve always called it Hope. Funny, how life works.

And when the Game gave you the chance to prove yourself, you jumped at the chance.

God, you just leaped, didn’t you?

Bard, they call you, and you tell them the stories, you guide them as if you were the Oracle herself, telling them the way it should be, and through your guidance you help them to keep going. It’s all the easier to fight if you look at it like this, like it’s the Hero’s Tale, and you’re following a mythic archetype that’s been through history since the dawn of time.

It was such a beautiful idea.

Of course it was too long to last.

Things are all falling apart, now, and you’d like to say you don’t know where it all went wrong, but you do.

You do, and it kills you a little every time you think of it.

The seeds of it were there. The false smiles, the hidden fear, the shaking hands. Every one of them had it, didn’t they? They were barely holding themselves together, even when it all started, and it only went downhill from there.

You’re standing now, in the ashes of the Land that had been given to you, and you know the seeds of this had been there all along.

You think of your consorts, the gentle things who liked to climb you like a tree. You think of the Denizen, so reasonable, so understanding, so wise, who helped you to lead as best as he could, with only your companionship as a price. You thought of this Land’s portion of the Ultimate Reward, lost forever to the Void.

You thought of your Land, scoured of life by someone you once called a friend.

You are standing in the ashes of your defeat, and now you must be asked a Question.

What makes a hero?

They can be clever, or wise, or mighty, it is true.

And the Prince was nothing if not mighty.

But it was that inner light that made them a Hero.

It was the courage that kept them standing in the face of fear. And you remember all too well how your companions cowered and shook, don’t you?

It was the compassion that let them see below the surface of things. And you remember how quickly the Prince killed his Denizen, how cruelly your desperately afraid friends took the lives of the poor constructs that the Game threw against them.

It was the determination never to falter, never to fall, until all had been given.

And where were your friends now, the wayward Rogue and Sylph?

Hiding. Grieving. Cowering.

Gone.

And where was the Prince?

Well, he stood before you now, his eyes full of a dark, all-consuming Nothing. Everything had been taken from him, and he’d take Everything from the Game, in return. A fallen Prince, with nothing left to give.

What makes a Hero?

It took a Hope that none of your friends had.

And though there might be a chance, though you did not know everything there was to know about the Game, though the Reward might still be attainable, you didn’t have it either.

How could you be expected to go on, now?

After all…

You weren’t a Hero.

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A few people (well, one in particular), suggested that in some of the Titles, I foreshadow ones to come. I think it was in reference to the Mage of Mind, and the Thief in that one? I also did it with the Bard of Heart, which had a Knight who'll come up when I do Life. Well, this one has a really obvious foreshadowing. 8D

[Atarlost]

I LOVE original Titles, personally. There are lots of possibilities and neat plots and powers you can get with them. Sands was always one I wanted to use (I had an old idea of mine that never panned out with an Heir of Sands that was full of what we like to call 'teh awesoem'). Embers, too (though I suppose it breaks the Titles rule of Single Syllable Only, but wwhatevver).

Actually, it's not too hard to fix most of the extra classes.

Forger of Sound ==> Smith of Sound
Scourge of Self is already single syllable.
Mage of Chaos is close enough for government work.
Intern of Umbrage isn't fixable, but it's a parody of the Rage titles so that's okay.
Outlaw of Oath ==> Rogue of Oath
Guide of Dreams is already good
Heir of Embers ==> Heir of Coals or Heir of Ash or even Heir of Doom if you want to repurpose it

[Dmatix]

Yes, Uki, that's exactly true; Homestuck has a pretty wide range of what is 'acceptable' in the way of Specialness. It's pretty damn flexible, aye? Very convenient, and very fun for all around, I think.

And Dmatix, I suppose I find your reasoning acceptable. I suppose.

*looks suspiciously at Dmatic*

*suspicioooooooous*

Ahem.

With that, here's the Bard of Hope!

10 - Bard

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What makes a hero, Bard of Hope?

You know the answer well.

It’s a subtle thing, though. History, myth, and legend are all filled with clever heroes, mighty heroes, wise heroes, men and women who embodied the purest and most universal of those champion traits.

But are there not others in history, as well? Those who are not clever, or mighty, or wise?

Of course there are. Where would the world be without them?

If history has taught you anything, if the base archetypes that fill all myth and legend have shown you one thing, it’s that there’s more than mere strength, wit, or intelligence to a hero.

Maybe it was courage. The ability to face pain, to face loss, to face even death and still remain standing; that might be it, couldn’t it?

Or perhaps it was compassion; the ability to see good in things that should not have it, the ability to look beyond the surface, behind the wrongs, and see the good in people.

It could be as simple as determination. After all, it didn’t matter how wise, or compassionate, or strong, or clever, or courageous you were, if you gave up before you had given all you had to give.

Or maybe, just maybe, it wasn’t just one of these.

Maybe it was all of these at once. They could be one and the same, an inner light that shines through all adversity, a light that wins through the darkest of nights.

You’ve always called it Hope. Funny, how life works.

And when the Game gave you the chance to prove yourself, you jumped at the chance.

God, you just leaped, didn’t you?

Bard, they call you, and you tell them the stories, you guide them as if you were the Oracle herself, telling them the way it should be, and through your guidance you help them to keep going. It’s all the easier to fight if you look at it like this, like it’s the Hero’s Tale, and you’re following a mythic archetype that’s been through history since the dawn of time.

It was such a beautiful idea.

Of course it was too long to last.

Things are all falling apart, now, and you’d like to say you don’t know where it all went wrong, but you do.

You do, and it kills you a little every time you think of it.

The seeds of it were there. The false smiles, the hidden fear, the shaking hands. Every one of them had it, didn’t they? They were barely holding themselves together, even when it all started, and it only went downhill from there.

You’re standing now, in the ashes of the Land that had been given to you, and you know the seeds of this had been there all along.

You think of your consorts, the gentle things who liked to climb you like a tree. You think of the Denizen, so reasonable, so understanding, so wise, who helped you to lead as best as he could, with only your companionship as a price. You thought of this Land’s portion of the Ultimate Reward, lost forever to the Void.

You thought of your Land, scoured of life by someone you once called a friend.

You are standing in the ashes of your defeat, and now you must be asked a Question.

What makes a hero?

They can be clever, or wise, or mighty, it is true.

And the Prince was nothing if not mighty.

But it was that inner light that made them a Hero.

It was the courage that kept them standing in the face of fear. And you remember all too well how your companions cowered and shook, don’t you?

It was the compassion that let them see below the surface of things. And you remember how quickly the Prince killed his Denizen, how cruelly your desperately afraid friends took the lives of the poor constructs that the Game threw against them.

It was the determination never to falter, never to fall, until all had been given.

And where were your friends now, the wayward Rogue and Sylph?

Hiding. Grieving. Cowering.

Gone.

And where was the Prince?

Well, he stood before you now, his eyes full of a dark, all-consuming Nothing. Everything had been taken from him, and he’d take Everything from the Game, in return. A fallen Prince, with nothing left to give.

What makes a Hero?

It took a Hope that none of your friends had.

And though there might be a chance, though you did not know everything there was to know about the Game, though the Reward might still be attainable, you didn’t have it either.

How could you be expected to go on, now?

After all…

You weren’t a Hero.

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A few people (well, one in particular), suggested that in some of the Titles, I foreshadow ones to come. I think it was in reference to the Mage of Mind, and the Thief in that one? I also did it with the Bard of Heart, which had a Knight who'll come up when I do Life. Well, this one has a really obvious foreshadowing. 8D

I really liked that. Ever since I started studying ballads I've been fascinated with bards, and your depiction of him as a helpless observer is very interesting.

@Uki- I might have ten Heroes in my fic, but by the time it starts most of them are already gone. Most of the fic is told as the last will of the Knight, so I can allow some of my Heroes to only be side characters. I've also took special care not to make the protagonist (the Knight) the strongest. Hell, he isn't even the leader, and effective use of his powers will depend in a large extent on his Seer.

[Megafire]

You could also go with 'Flame' if you want fire-based.

It's what I'm doing in Homesick, anyway.

[UkiTheMaid]

@Dmatix: Oh, is that so? Sounds like a pretty interesting concept =3c As soon as I finish ArcFour's series, I'll be sure to give your story a read too!

[Dmatix]

@Dmatix: Oh, is that so? Sounds like a pretty interesting concept =3c As soon as I finish ArcFour's series, I'll be sure to give your story a read too!

Thank you! One of the things I'm trying to do is create a session that deviates greatly from the norm (Kids and their world know about the game in advance, kids are of different ages, the medium itself is warped, etc.).

[ArcFour]

The Rogue of Hope is incoming (this evening, if I can).

Be warned. There is a nonzero percent chance, perhaps even a significantly nonzero percent chance, that the Rogue of Hope will be...

British.

As a really cool note, a reader did an audio-rendition of the first two chapters of my story! And wanted a place to do more! So I put up a thread in the Group Art Projects area, for him and anyone else who wanted to do the same thing.

Here's the link!

The Game, and Those Who Play: Audio Edition

[Megafire]

The next Freedombound chapter, Be the Emperor, is up on AO3.

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It took me a while to decide whether to start with Equius and leave Vriska as the obviously even more evil person, or start with Vriska and have Equius be the slightly better alternative. After the way I ended chapter 4, however, I could really only go one way.

[Grand Mal]

fThe journal of one future pirate queen, chapter two:

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Vrischaka “Spinnerette” Serquet’s Journal Entry, June Seventeenth-

Soooooo! Underwater. Fun. Or would 8e, if I hadn’t gone through the same thing on Skull Island bay, back in the first half of the gran line!!!!!!!! This is no different that that, we just can take the ship down with us now. I don’t know why the crew is so frickin’ awed at this setting. It just screeeeeeeeams repetition! Pro8a8ly trying to distract themselves from Kanya’s plight. She’ll 8e fine on her own, what are these clowns worried a8out? Oh, speaking of, they’re probably worried a8out Gamzy, too. He’ll be- Well, we never reaaaaaaaally needed a musician, did we? >::::)

Anyway, we’re gradually descending. At least there’ll 8e some new sights there. I’m not so sure The Veil can handle this kind of pressure, 8ut Mr. could-stand-a-little-8utter-and-a-steaming wanted to rush into the New World without customizing our vessel. Not 8ecause it’s exciting, which it totally is, 8ut out of cowardice! Can you 8elieve that? He still hasn’t found the “Right” shipwright (hehehepun), of course, so all of our on8oard maintenance has to come from Second Mate Captor, and me. They’re luuuuuuuucky that I just happen 8e at least a little 8t of an expert in every aspect of a pirate’s life!

Sooooooo, yeah, the view’s pretty much the same as Skull Island, just with a whole 8unch of roots, which are cool, I guess, 8ut they wear off after a while. 8oy, I don’t even know why I’m writing anymore. I just need something to do! May8e I’ll practice the H-A-K-I on some dum8 fish while no8ody’s looking! And yes, Kanya, if you find this, I do know that that spelling doesn’t work in print. It’s called dramatic effect, OK!!!!!!!!?

June Eighteenth-

Yeah, we made it to the depths. This is where it gets into the usual unusual fare. You know, exciting 8attles, a hostile locale, unexplained phenomena, exotic beasts. Just all in a daaaaaaaay’s work, for the rootingest-tootingest pirate crew in all the high seas! Tavros reckons he saw some kind of horri8le underwater giant roaming around in these here parts. Mr. Nitram is currently crying to himself in the kitchen. Could he put himself to use in there, and do his damn jo8!?!?!?!? The fish we caught aren’t going to fillet, gut, cook, season, and serve themselves. Ever since Tavros joined this crew, he’s 8een such a wet 8lanket on the expeeeeeeeerience of these voyages. Making him my personal project just sunk him in deeper to his ninny landlu88er attitude. Honestly, it’s hard. It’s hard and no8ody understands.

A letter from the World Noble, Saint Eqius of Zahhak, to his father, Saint Darkleer the E%ecutioner, on June Seventeenth, from the Saboady Archepeligo to Marejois

D----> Dearest and most Ill00strius lord father,

D---->It is with humblest hope that I recount today’s events in this message- hope that it will reach y00 before any slanderous tails from gossip, hope that y00 will forgive Saint Nepeta of Lejon and I for our f001ish transgressions, hope that you will understand this situation from our perspective, and hope that you will allow me one simple request.

D----> It began as any other day in the Human Auction House. It was Nepeta’s first time, and we were tr001y excited for this milestone. She had not shown much interest in the subject of her heritage before, and I was convinced that buying a slave from a top-knotch supplier would be a signifigant gateway into the world of her privileged ancestry. I was, of course, troubled by the news of the assault on Saint Roswald’s family by the e%ceptionally unworthy “Straw Hat” 100ffy, but didn’t let that get to me. Believe me, father, as I have told you before, when I say that if I had known the “Thirteen S00pernovas” would be gathering at this place, I would not have invited Nepeta along.

D----> I also made a greivous error by believing the Human Auction House was a safe destination for Nepeta. The moment we arrived, she caught her eye on a seahorse fishman and cuttlefish mermaid, sold as a pair. The slaves were e%pensive, but my sister was so enth00siastic that it could almost be mistaken for sympathy with the filthy seadwellers. Just as we were about to exit, warmth in my heart and gillfolk at my disposal, a brutal terrorist entered the building, none other that the barberous “straw hat” 100ffy I mentioned earlier. I proceeded to protect Nepeta as best I c001d; but in the ens00ing chaos, our new property was lost.

D----> We safely returned to the hotel, and I put Nepeta under Arthour’s prot%ion. In my investigation, it turned out that two members of “Rogerless” Karkatta Vantas’ crew (the troll pirates) were involved in the property theft. Another inquiry confirmed that they were not Vantas or Serquet (his navigator, also among the S00pernovas), but instead his musician and doctor. Yet further investigation still prompted me that they had set a course for Fishman Island in one of the native’s cr00de ships.

D----> I humbly request permission to pers00 them, while Arthour escorts Nepeta back to Marejois.

D----> Your e%ponentially loyal son,
Saint Eqius Du Zahhak

Chapter one down here!

[mutecebu]

please some feedback?

Hi there! It's a nice start. It could use another go-over to correct some spelling and grammatical mistakes. Also, I'm having difficulty keeping track of who the story is talking about. It talks about "You", "I", "He", and I lost track. Is the narrator another character? For example, "To some people, teddy bears can help you go fall asleep, but for me, they’re perfect for pillows."

Beyond that, though, we'll just have to wait and see where the story goes!

[MTG]

Hi there! It's a nice start. It could use another go-over to correct some spelling and grammatical mistakes. Also, I'm having difficulty keeping track of who the story is talking about. It talks about "You", "I", "He", and I lost track. Is the narrator another character? For example, "To some people, teddy bears can help you go fall asleep, but for me, they’re perfect for pillows."

Beyond that, though, we'll just have to wait and see where the story goes!

thank you so much!
yeah i do have grammar and spelling issue, but i try my best to fix it. and yes, the narrator is another character, but i didn't get to her/him quite yet cause i still fixing act 1 and working on intermission 1 AND act 1 act 2 ( i got ton of work lol)

[MTG]

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[Megafire]

@ Grand Mal:

Imagine that, it's not even the Captain and his Navigator, nope, the Doctor and the Musician are badass enough to do that on their own.

[Dmatix]

Chapter four of Last Journey of the Knight of Sands:

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http://mspaforums.com/showthread.php...night-of-Sands

[mythmonster2]

I started writing this fic after "Roxy: Sleepwalk", but I've had the idea for much, much longer. Sure, this is a ridiculous idea that's either already or will be disproved by canon, but it's an idea I had nonetheless.

>Witch: Plan.

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>Heir: Meet with Rogue and Witch.

You have already found Nepeta. In fact, you’ve been with her for the past thirty minutes, waiting for the Heiress. It was her idea to organize a tea party for the three of you in the first place on the Land of Little Cubes and Tea area of the dreambubbles. However, the Heiress Peixes appears to be running very late. You see Nepeta frowning slightly out of the corner of your shades. You pat her tail very gently and assure her, “Do not worry, Nepeta. I am sure that Miss Pei%es is simply getting prepared for our meeting.”

She replies, “Right. I’m sure that’s it!” However, the frown does not leave her face.

Just as she finishes replying, you see your shadow in front of you. You turn around to see Miss Peixes standing a few feet away from you, holding her legendary ceremonial weapon by her side. You stand up immediately and bow your head to her. Nepeta, however, pulls your head back up by your hair, admonishing, “No, Equius, you don’t have to do that! Fefurry’s a furiend furst and an Empress second! Right, Fefuri?”

Nepeta looks up hopefully at Feferi, who is still standing in the same position. She gives a small smile and says, “Actually, could you do it just t)(is once?”

Nepeta takes a few steps away from you, though she’s still smiling. Hesitantly, you ask, “Your highness?”

Feferi continues smiling and begins walking towards you. You notice something on the trident she wields, something... brown? She says, “Kneel, -Equius.”

You do so, dropping to your knees and looking down at the ground. A feeling rises in your heart as you see her violet shoes step in front of you, an almost... foreboding feeling. To the side, you hear Nepeta shift slightly, and you turn to look at her. Feferi, however, taps the side of your head with the trident, and you turn your head back. You hear her whisper, “Sorry about t)(is. It’s for the better, reely.”

You are about to ask her what she meant when you feel the prongs go through your outstretched neck. The last thing you see as you fall to the ground is the floor switching to a dark blue, stony surface.

>Rogue: React.

What. What. WHAT. What did Feferi just do?

You don’t have time to talk, though. Instead, you pull out your claws and pounce at her. You claws are just about to pierce her chest when you suddenly...

“Stop.”

And at Feferi’s word, you do. Not willingly; you just stop dead in the air. You try to move, but you’re completely stuck. Only your eyes can move, and those are darting around, terrified. This is a situation you’ve never felt before. You’re the prey, and she is the hunter. Feferi approaches you, slowly, and the landscape of LoCaS shifts to familiar white, sugary hills. Equius’ body disappears from view. You try to talk, and to your surprise, despite your mouth not moving, you do. “Feferi! What’s going on! What are you doing!?”

She opens her mouth into a wide grin, and you try not to look into her blank white eyes. “O)(, Nepeta. Don’t you sea? I’m saving all of us! T)(ey told me )(ow to do it, and it’s going to make s)(ore that everyfin goes just swimmingly!” You try to shake your head, but still, you are frozen in midair. She giggles and says, “O)(, you won’t be able to escape. I’ve mastered t)(ese dreambubbles, and I can really do anyfin in t)(em! Besides, you’ll sea soon. Please don’t try to run away, catfis)(. Tavros tried to, and it was SUC)( a bot)(er.”

Your eyes dart down to the other end of the trident, and, horrified, you realize the brown is blood. You plead, sobbing if you could, “Please, Feferi, why? I don’t understand!”

The landscape shifts, and you’re in a maroon-colored stone cavern. She wields the trident, still smiling, and says, “But you will soon, Nepeta.”

You can see the blue-stained tips going straight for your own white eyes, and those are the last things you see as you fall down onto a cold, stony floor.

>Mage: Arrive with Maid.

So you’re here now. Everyone else has left on the meteor. It’s just you and Aradia, going to the dreambubbles to meet all the dead people again. She holds your arm and the two of you start floating off in one direction.

You don’t quite know exactly when you felt the change in atmosphere. All you know is that eventually, the air started getting hotter. Then the brains started coming into sight. So you were back on LoBaF, then. You turn to Aradia, but she just smiles like she has been this whole time. You ask her, “S0 we’re finally here in the dreambubbles?”

She nods, and you start to ask her something else. However, she raises a hand and you stop. “Don’t ask any more questions for now. You’ll see soon enough, Sollux.”

So the two of you keep on floating through. You seem to stay in LoBaF, though. Occasionally, you think you’ll see a glimpse of some other land in the distance, but Aradia seems to want you to continue on the path she’s taking. You figure that she’s a god-tiered Hero of Time, so she probably knows her way around.

Then she starts coming into sight. The whisper barely leaves your lips.

“Feferi.”

She notices the two of you and you swear, her squeal almost deafens you. She... flies over to the two of you. Probably dream bubble stuff, you think. She immediately takes Aradia in a mid-air hug, saying, “O)(, t)(ank you, t)(ank you for bringing )(im )(ere!”

Aradia hugs back and asks her, “Have you already started?”

Feferi pulls back from the hug and grins widely. “Yup! I’ve already caug)(t Tavros, Equius, and Nepeta! Gamzee )(as all the bodies, rig)(t?”

Aradia nods. Then, she says, “Now, I think someone wants to talk to you?”

She steps to the side. Feferi almost instantly tackles you to the ground and hugs you so tightly you feel like you can’t breathe. You hug her back and say, “It’s g00d t0 see y0u t00, Fefe.”

She puts your head on her shoulder and says, “S)()()()(. Not just now. T)(ere’s still a little w)(ile longer.”

You’re about to ask her what she means, but you suddenly feel pain in your gut. You cry out in pain, but Feferi muffles you with a kiss. You fall to your knees, and she still holds your head. You see Aradia behind Feferi, still smiling. Feferi turns you head to look her in the eyes, and she says, “We’ll sea eac)( other soon, my little pufferfis)(. I promise.”

You’re still looking up, and you see the location change to a dark green cavern as you fall to the ground.

>Prince: Confront Witch.

Sure. You can do that. You mean, sure, she was able to murder Tavros, Equius, Nepeta, and Sollux by herself, and sure, she might be working with a Time goddess, but you can do that.

You jump at a sound. But no, it wasn’t her. It was just an angel.

Just an angel. You know that she’s worse now. She’s practically a goddess in the dreambubbles, since she helped build them. She can freeze you, make the Crosshairs in your shaking hand vanish, or just fly in the air.

But why would she do this? Why would Feferi out of all people snap? You think you’ve only seen her angry once, and that was right after you fought Sollux.

Maybe the Horrorterrors finally got to her? She practically had one as a lusus, and you know that she had communicated with them even before the game had started. Maybe they’ve just finally convinced her to kill you all, creepy beasts that they are. Or maybe they just corrupted her entirely, like they did with that Rose human girl.

And now you’re out of time to think because she just appeared in front of you.

She’s still smiling, as if nothing was wrong. As if she hadn’t just murdered four people and was still holding the weapon that did it. She says, in a sing-song voice that’s scaring you more than anything has in this entire game. “O)(, -----Eridan. I wanted to save you for last.”

You point the Crosshairs at her, for all the good it’ll do. You ask her, trembling, “Fef, wh-why’re you doin this?”

Feferi shakes her head. “I’d be wasting time if I told you now. Once we’re t)(ere, I promise I’ll tell all of you.”

You fire. The beam stops inches away from her body, but she still hasn’t even moved from her spot. Then she vanishes, and you feel sharp pain in your back. You fall down on your hands and knees, crying out like a worthless grub. She kneels down by you and whispers into your ear, “But I want you to know rig)(t now, -Eridan. I forgive you. If you )(adn’t krilled me, none of this could )(ave )(appened.”

The area around you shifts to a cream-colored stone, and you think you finally understand as she stabs you through the back.

>Thief: Wait for Witch.

Yup. You’re all over that, and you’re just leaning against the giant white cocoon throwing your dice up and catching them. Finally, she appears. She’s holding her double-ended trident in one hand and is cleaning off the blood with a wet rag. You bring her attention to you by calling out, “Peixes!”

She looks up and smiles at you. “)(ey, Vriska! I’m so glad you came )(ere like I asked.”

You smirk. “Have to say, I wouldn’t have expected you to come up with a plan like this.”

She giggles and says, “W)(aaaaale, I wouldn’t )(ave come up wit)( th)(is plan on my own! I got t)(e idea from w)(at you did wit)( Jo)(n! S)(ore, I didn’t know t)(ey’d come back cod-tier until I asked t)(e )(orrorterrors, but t)(e idea was all yours!”

You nod, remembering your handiwork. “You’re really more cunning than you let on, Peixes. 8ut hey, what else can you expect from an Empress? So what’d you want me here for? I’m already god-tiered and dead.”

She rubs the back of her head. “)(ee)(ee, I guess it’s kind of funny, reely. I could kill all of t)(em, efin Sollux, no problem, but I don’t t)(ink I could do it to myself.”

You smile again. Figures. You wonder if you should tell her that if she can’t do it, she shouldn’t. Becoming a god-tier is all about facing your own death, after all. But she’s gonna be facing it by your hand, so maybe it doesn’t really matter. “All right, then. Let’s go inside.”

She goes to the top and jumps through the hole, landing on the stone platform. You fly behind, landing lightly next to her. Memories of your own god-tiering come to mind. You won’t be like Tavros. She lies down on the stone, looking at you. She says, “I’m so sorry you can’t come back wit)( us, Vriska. But it wouldn’t be a just or )(eroic deat)( if I culled you.”

You shrug and say, “Megido’s here, at least. And so are all the other versions of everyone. I guess that’s just my price for levelling up so quickly.”

She nods and closes her eyes. “Please make it quick, okay?”

You walk up close to her and say, “It’s all up to the dice.”

You roll.

It’s a decent one. One eight, but mostly fours and fives. The words “End of an Empire” flash in the air, and a guillotine appears around Feferi. It’s similar to the one you killed Spidermom with, way back then. The blade comes down on her neck.

>Gamzee: Witness miracles.

A few words come out of your mind as you watch the gathered bodies glow. They are as follows.

“Now this is a miracle.”

>Page, Heir, Rogue, Mage, Prince, Witch: RISE.

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30 minutes later, we back in Momo’s room playing with her stuff animals. She just can’t wait till her brother come home. But there a knock on her door, she throws a smile on her face and race to the door. She opens the door with excitement and there’s Bubba about to wave to his little sis. But he got grabbed and Momo shut the door behind her. She carry her brother to the kitchen, it seems she REALLY want to bake a cake with Bubba.
Bubba: Ok, let’s get this started…
The young humans are mixing and putting coloring stuff and baking and other things until they finally finished their beautiful cake.
Bubba: What should we call it, sis? Momo: Hmmm… let’s call it “miracles”. Bubba: Awesome name, let’s eat!
Oooooh, that’s a yummy cake, I hope they’re sharing it. With that rainbow thingy that I forgot the name of, it looks so good. I will like a slice of… oh great, they put their face in it! And now they are eating it like dogs, great now I’m not that hungry anymore…
They got a lot of rainbow frosting on their faces and I want to lick their faces soooo bad now. They laughing at each other’s faces, now that’s brother and sister love, man. Not a lot of brothers and sisters get along with each other, but these two are really close like pbj. Now its midnight in planet earth; they sleep in the same room and Bubba is knock out to sleep. But Momo is still a wake some reason. Is she still thinking of her day in school? It’s look like it. She started to get mad the more she thinks about it. She started to get upset again and she about to throw an item. But she just thought of what Bubba said to her about going back to the house of the crazies.
Momo: FROG!
Momo’s out roar makes her brother wake up.
Bubba: Sis, are you ok?
She looks at her brother and started to cry.
Momo: …I don’t want to go back, Bubba…
He understand what his sister means, he gave her a hug and patted on her back.
Bubba: There, there sis. I’ll promise I never let you go back there. You got to be strong and kick your inner self’s butt. Or else I have to kick it for you.
She holds her brother tight and wished never to let go.
Momo: I don’t want to lose you; without you… we’ll lose part of our miracles together.
Bubba: Ahhh don’t worry, sis. That will never going to happen.
Hm, those words Bubba just said… is it just me, or I have a bad feeling about this later in the story?

A week later in some party, Bubba is putting his make-up and outfit on. There’s a knock on the door and he answered.
Bubba: Come in.
Momo: Hey brother, you better hurry up. The children are getting fussy out there.
Bubba: I’m coming, sis.
Momo closes the door and walked to the backyard where a lot of kids and parents are at. All of the kids are shouting “we want Bubba!”
Momo: Oh man, I hope Bubba finish up.
But then a door open and the kids are shouting of excitement. And it’s Bubba the basketball clown!
BBC: What are up, kids, do you want to play with this awesome clown?
All of the kids (even me) shouted yes. What, I want to have some support on him. No, not because he’s hot when he wearing his clown costume, it’s because… you know what, yes. I think he’s hot when he wearing his clown costume… haters go hate! Anyways, the parents look strange when they looked at Momo. They’re whisper each other’s ears and asking questions about her.
Is that the girl that my daughter told me about? I think so. Those eyes of her, they look familiar… whoa, I look into her eyes and I see a gray freak.
Momo turned and walked to the crowd of parents with a smile on her face.
Momo: Is anyone having a good time?
Not really.
Momo: What do you mean; Bubba is doing great out there.
We know, it just that he being an unwanted visitor and it’s destroying the party.
All of the parents gave the young girl glazes. She thought of what happened to her last week. She started to get angry, but she can’t because of what her brother told her. The poor girl ran out of the backyard and ran out of the house. Her brother noticed her exit. He looked at the parents, smiling, that made him very angry. He walked up to the smiling parents.
Bubba: What the hell ya’ll do to my sister?
Your sister scared our children and she threated my son that she’s killed him.
Bubba: I’m sorry that my sister did that to your son but ya’ll don’t have to treated her like that. I’m her only family member she got! I raised her ever since I was 4 and I’m still raising her like a real parent…
But her eyes, it like those…
Bubba: And you people are parents, what if your children were someone different, will you treat them the same? No really, I want to know…
The thoughtless parents didn’t say anything.
Bubba: I thought so, now excuse me, I need to get my sister.
Bubba ran after to his beloved sister and see if she’s ok. The kids were wondering where Bubba is going. They started to get a little fuzzy… no scratch that… they’re getting angry… very angry. They’re shouted “Where’s Bubba?” …ok let’s go find Momo before we get tackle from 5 year olds.
Momo wasn’t far, she’s in a dark ally and she still upset from those awful parents. She keeps on thinking what they said to her, that makes her very angry. Once again, let’s step back some. And then… Bam! She punches a brick wall and dust explodes from the wall. She cries in pain after she punched it, I think she broke her hand. It so bloody and scary looking, I have to turned around when I saw her blood. I’m very feel bad for her, you know? Since she doesn’t have friends and her only have Bubba and he’s get busy most of the time. I keep wondering where’s their parents anyway? We never see them throughout the story. Maybe we will see them sometime soon…! Is it just me or are we being watching? Whoa, did ya’ll see that? It looks like two shadow figures at an opened door were stalking Momo. One has cat eyes and the other has broken shades and teeth. Momo noticed she was stalked, she quickly turned to the opened door and they were gone. She started to get curious and wants to go in the abandon apartment. Is the apartment dark? No, you can turn on the light and it looks nice… of course it be dark, ya’ll idiots! She walks in and tries to look around.
Momo: Hello?
Momo: Is anyone here?
No really, who go in a dark apartment and try to find the stalkers, seriously…
Anyways, she walking though the apartment and still searching for the stalkers. She moved to the basement and it’s darker than the rest of the apartment. The stalkers were in the basement, but they’re hiding from her. But one finally speaks.
??: :33< *the young huntress stalks her enemy and waits for the right moment to attack*
…Kind of…
??: D Wait…
??: D You don’t know what the human will do to you…
It’s seemed the stalkers are speaking like trolls and they also scared of Momo. Maybe they saw her rage when she punched the brick wall.
Momo thought she hear someone, she started to panic a little and bout to turn back. But she trip on something and almost fell.
Momo: What the heck?
Momo: What was that?
Once again, she was curious and wondering what she trip on. She picks it up and made a confuse face. Its looks like a huge disk with a button on it. I’m wondering what that thing do.
Momo: Hm, I wonder what this thing does.
She presses the button and… it didn’t do anything. Hm, I thought it do something to her and take her or something… whoa, there a flash of light hit the poor girl and I’m started to get blind. Quick, shield your eyes!
??: D !!!
Ok, the flash faded away, we can uncover our eyes now. Ok, now where’s Momo? She just disappears when the flash started faded away. The stalkers came out from hiding and walk to the disk.
One picks it up and reveals his broken fangs.
??: D great…
??: D a human found my transporter and ported to our home…
??: :33< *the huntress starts to get worry*
??: :33< what we going to do?
??: D we going to have to find her…
??: D …before someone else will…
One of the stalkers presses the button and again the flash of light came back and moment later, the two disappear.
Ok, they going to find Momo and maybe take her back home, right? I hope so, she only 16 and she doesn’t have her brother on her side. This is bad, very bad…
In some room, Momo was laying on the floor… surround of broken robots and bows. She woke up and opens her eyes. She was stared at a broken robot’s head. She freaks out and tries to move back. But she was stopped from another broken robot that fell on top of her. She freaks out even more and I’m started to point and laugh. She looks around to find her way out of the room. Until stopped, blush and looks away when she saw a brunch of poster of nude musclebeasts. Even I stopped laughing when I that. I want to know WHO’S room belong to? Finally, she found a door that she thinks will be the exit. She ran to the door until she was stopped from a half man and half horse. It’s a centaur… with a mustache.
Centaur: Hey, how did you get here?
Out of nowhere, she punched the poor centaur in the eye. The centaur went down and she starts to punches it some more. I’m sorry, I feel bad for it. She finally stop and continue ran to the exit. She finally exits the room and enters to a new world where she never imagined. Momo Code’s adventure begins. Welcome to Alternia!
Act 1 Act 1 ended.

[Grand Mal]

@ Grand Mal:

Imagine that, it's not even the Captain and his Navigator, nope, the Doctor and the Musician are badass enough to do that on their own.

Well, Gamzy (alternate spelling for not-being-a-troll reasons) just sort of spaced out for the whole thing. Kanaya did most of the work, and even then, Luffy started it.

[doryfish]

I started writing this fic after "Roxy: Sleepwalk", but I've had the idea for much, much longer. Sure, this is a ridiculous idea that's either already or will be disproved by canon, but it's an idea I had nonetheless.

>Witch: Plan.

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>Heir: Meet with Rogue and Witch.

You have already found Nepeta. In fact, you’ve been with her for the past thirty minutes, waiting for the Heiress. It was her idea to organize a tea party for the three of you in the first place on the Land of Little Cubes and Tea area of the dreambubbles. However, the Heiress Peixes appears to be running very late. You see Nepeta frowning slightly out of the corner of your shades. You pat her tail very gently and assure her, “Do not worry, Nepeta. I am sure that Miss Pei%es is simply getting prepared for our meeting.”

She replies, “Right. I’m sure that’s it!” However, the frown does not leave her face.

Just as she finishes replying, you see your shadow in front of you. You turn around to see Miss Peixes standing a few feet away from you, holding her legendary ceremonial weapon by her side. You stand up immediately and bow your head to her. Nepeta, however, pulls your head back up by your hair, admonishing, “No, Equius, you don’t have to do that! Fefurry’s a furiend furst and an Empress second! Right, Fefuri?”

Nepeta looks up hopefully at Feferi, who is still standing in the same position. She gives a small smile and says, “Actually, could you do it just t)(is once?”

Nepeta takes a few steps away from you, though she’s still smiling. Hesitantly, you ask, “Your highness?”

Feferi continues smiling and begins walking towards you. You notice something on the trident she wields, something... brown? She says, “Kneel, -Equius.”

You do so, dropping to your knees and looking down at the ground. A feeling rises in your heart as you see her violet shoes step in front of you, an almost... foreboding feeling. To the side, you hear Nepeta shift slightly, and you turn to look at her. Feferi, however, taps the side of your head with the trident, and you turn your head back. You hear her whisper, “Sorry about t)(is. It’s for the better, reely.”

You are about to ask her what she meant when you feel the prongs go through your outstretched neck. The last thing you see as you fall to the ground is the floor switching to a dark blue, stony surface.

>Rogue: React.

What. What. WHAT. What did Feferi just do?

You don’t have time to talk, though. Instead, you pull out your claws and pounce at her. You claws are just about to pierce her chest when you suddenly...

“Stop.”

And at Feferi’s word, you do. Not willingly; you just stop dead in the air. You try to move, but you’re completely stuck. Only your eyes can move, and those are darting around, terrified. This is a situation you’ve never felt before. You’re the prey, and she is the hunter. Feferi approaches you, slowly, and the landscape of LoCaS shifts to familiar white, sugary hills. Equius’ body disappears from view. You try to talk, and to your surprise, despite your mouth not moving, you do. “Feferi! What’s going on! What are you doing!?”

She opens her mouth into a wide grin, and you try not to look into her blank white eyes. “O)(, Nepeta. Don’t you sea? I’m saving all of us! T)(ey told me )(ow to do it, and it’s going to make s)(ore that everyfin goes just swimmingly!” You try to shake your head, but still, you are frozen in midair. She giggles and says, “O)(, you won’t be able to escape. I’ve mastered t)(ese dreambubbles, and I can really do anyfin in t)(em! Besides, you’ll sea soon. Please don’t try to run away, catfis)(. Tavros tried to, and it was SUC)( a bot)(er.”

Your eyes dart down to the other end of the trident, and, horrified, you realize the brown is blood. You plead, sobbing if you could, “Please, Feferi, why? I don’t understand!”

The landscape shifts, and you’re in a maroon-colored stone cavern. She wields the trident, still smiling, and says, “But you will soon, Nepeta.”

You can see the blue-stained tips going straight for your own white eyes, and those are the last things you see as you fall down onto a cold, stony floor.

>Mage: Arrive with Maid.

So you’re here now. Everyone else has left on the meteor. It’s just you and Aradia, going to the dreambubbles to meet all the dead people again. She holds your arm and the two of you start floating off in one direction.

You don’t quite know exactly when you felt the change in atmosphere. All you know is that eventually, the air started getting hotter. Then the brains started coming into sight. So you were back on LoBaF, then. You turn to Aradia, but she just smiles like she has been this whole time. You ask her, “S0 we’re finally here in the dreambubbles?”

She nods, and you start to ask her something else. However, she raises a hand and you stop. “Don’t ask any more questions for now. You’ll see soon enough, Sollux.”

So the two of you keep on floating through. You seem to stay in LoBaF, though. Occasionally, you think you’ll see a glimpse of some other land in the distance, but Aradia seems to want you to continue on the path she’s taking. You figure that she’s a god-tiered Hero of Time, so she probably knows her way around.

Then she starts coming into sight. The whisper barely leaves your lips.

“Feferi.”

She notices the two of you and you swear, her squeal almost deafens you. She... flies over to the two of you. Probably dream bubble stuff, you think. She immediately takes Aradia in a mid-air hug, saying, “O)(, t)(ank you, t)(ank you for bringing )(im )(ere!”

Aradia hugs back and asks her, “Have you already started?”

Feferi pulls back from the hug and grins widely. “Yup! I’ve already caug)(t Tavros, Equius, and Nepeta! Gamzee )(as all the bodies, rig)(t?”

Aradia nods. Then, she says, “Now, I think someone wants to talk to you?”

She steps to the side. Feferi almost instantly tackles you to the ground and hugs you so tightly you feel like you can’t breathe. You hug her back and say, “It’s g00d t0 see y0u t00, Fefe.”

She puts your head on her shoulder and says, “S)()()()(. Not just now. T)(ere’s still a little w)(ile longer.”

You’re about to ask her what she means, but you suddenly feel pain in your gut. You cry out in pain, but Feferi muffles you with a kiss. You fall to your knees, and she still holds your head. You see Aradia behind Feferi, still smiling. Feferi turns you head to look her in the eyes, and she says, “We’ll sea eac)( other soon, my little pufferfis)(. I promise.”

You’re still looking up, and you see the location change to a dark green cavern as you fall to the ground.

>Prince: Confront Witch.

Sure. You can do that. You mean, sure, she was able to murder Tavros, Equius, Nepeta, and Sollux by herself, and sure, she might be working with a Time goddess, but you can do that.

You jump at a sound. But no, it wasn’t her. It was just an angel.

Just an angel. You know that she’s worse now. She’s practically a goddess in the dreambubbles, since she helped build them. She can freeze you, make the Crosshairs in your shaking hand vanish, or just fly in the air.

But why would she do this? Why would Feferi out of all people snap? You think you’ve only seen her angry once, and that was right after you fought Sollux.

Maybe the Horrorterrors finally got to her? She practically had one as a lusus, and you know that she had communicated with them even before the game had started. Maybe they’ve just finally convinced her to kill you all, creepy beasts that they are. Or maybe they just corrupted her entirely, like they did with that Rose human girl.

And now you’re out of time to think because she just appeared in front of you.

She’s still smiling, as if nothing was wrong. As if she hadn’t just murdered four people and was still holding the weapon that did it. She says, in a sing-song voice that’s scaring you more than anything has in this entire game. “O)(, -----Eridan. I wanted to save you for last.”

You point the Crosshairs at her, for all the good it’ll do. You ask her, trembling, “Fef, wh-why’re you doin this?”

Feferi shakes her head. “I’d be wasting time if I told you now. Once we’re t)(ere, I promise I’ll tell all of you.”

You fire. The beam stops inches away from her body, but she still hasn’t even moved from her spot. Then she vanishes, and you feel sharp pain in your back. You fall down on your hands and knees, crying out like a worthless grub. She kneels down by you and whispers into your ear, “But I want you to know rig)(t now, -Eridan. I forgive you. If you )(adn’t krilled me, none of this could )(ave )(appened.”

The area around you shifts to a cream-colored stone, and you think you finally understand as she stabs you through the back.

>Thief: Wait for Witch.

Yup. You’re all over that, and you’re just leaning against the giant white cocoon throwing your dice up and catching them. Finally, she appears. She’s holding her double-ended trident in one hand and is cleaning off the blood with a wet rag. You bring her attention to you by calling out, “Peixes!”

She looks up and smiles at you. “)(ey, Vriska! I’m so glad you came )(ere like I asked.”

You smirk. “Have to say, I wouldn’t have expected you to come up with a plan like this.”

She giggles and says, “W)(aaaaale, I wouldn’t )(ave come up wit)( th)(is plan on my own! I got t)(e idea from w)(at you did wit)( Jo)(n! S)(ore, I didn’t know t)(ey’d come back cod-tier until I asked t)(e )(orrorterrors, but t)(e idea was all yours!”

You nod, remembering your handiwork. “You’re really more cunning than you let on, Peixes. 8ut hey, what else can you expect from an Empress? So what’d you want me here for? I’m already god-tiered and dead.”

She rubs the back of her head. “)(ee)(ee, I guess it’s kind of funny, reely. I could kill all of t)(em, efin Sollux, no problem, but I don’t t)(ink I could do it to myself.”

You smile again. Figures. You wonder if you should tell her that if she can’t do it, she shouldn’t. Becoming a god-tier is all about facing your own death, after all. But she’s gonna be facing it by your hand, so maybe it doesn’t really matter. “All right, then. Let’s go inside.”

She goes to the top and jumps through the hole, landing on the stone platform. You fly behind, landing lightly next to her. Memories of your own god-tiering come to mind. You won’t be like Tavros. She lies down on the stone, looking at you. She says, “I’m so sorry you can’t come back wit)( us, Vriska. But it wouldn’t be a just or )(eroic deat)( if I culled you.”

You shrug and say, “Megido’s here, at least. And so are all the other versions of everyone. I guess that’s just my price for levelling up so quickly.”

She nods and closes her eyes. “Please make it quick, okay?”

You walk up close to her and say, “It’s all up to the dice.”

You roll.

It’s a decent one. One eight, but mostly fours and fives. The words “End of an Empire” flash in the air, and a guillotine appears around Feferi. It’s similar to the one you killed Spidermom with, way back then. The blade comes down on her neck.

>Gamzee: Witness miracles.

A few words come out of your mind as you watch the gathered bodies glow. They are as follows.

“Now this is a miracle.”

>Page, Heir, Rogue, Mage, Prince, Witch: RISE.

Oh my god that was the creepiest yet cutest think I have read in a while.
You actually had me terrified at the beginning.
Bravo, sir, bravo.

[Dmatix]

Chapter five of Last Journey of the Knight of Sands:

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Aww Alternia, the home of the trolls. They may be different from the humans, but theyíre very friendlyÖ Some of themÖ
Momo never thought sheíll be in this situation like this. She looks around her surrounding, thereís a lot of caves entrance and behind her is a big building that she just exit. She tries to walk forward, but without noticing sheís timber down a huge hill. She keeps on timbering down like a rag doll and I donít know when this going to end. Warn me when she stop falling, Iím getting something to eat.
*5 minutes later*
Is she done falling yet? Yes? Finally letís get back to the story. She got some scratches, but not seriously hurt. She then got up and looks behind her, she canít believe she survive the fall. Now she needs to move forward and figure out how to get back home. But she doesnít know what cave sheíll go to. Thereís like 20 caves in the area. She thinks of which cave sheíll be entering and she look at the 2nd entrance. I think she choose the 2nd entrance because itís the closest to her. She ran to the cave entrance; but she hears a roar inside the cave. She quickly exit and enter the next cave.
The cave was dark and she canít really see where she going. Itís so dark, I canít even see her.
Momo: Oh man.
Momo: I canít see a thing!
Momo: how am I going to get out of this?

Few minutes later, Momo is still walking through the dark cave until she stops. She see a white light, I think itís the exit of this cave. She starts to run to the light. Run Momo run! She is getting closer and closerÖ and closer to the light. The light is getting brighter and brighter as she getting closer to it. And thenÖ BOOYEH! She finally got out of the dark cave and enters toÖ another caveÖ she just enter to a tunnel with giant white fireflies. But the giant fireflies have horns and some white nose rings. Wait a secÖ theyíre not fireflies, those are white, little flying bulls! Oh sugar and they spot her. Quick Momo, run! The poor girl starts to run for her life, but the flying bulls are too fast for her. The swarm of bulls are ready for their attack andÖ oh god, the horror! Those horrible monsters areÖ waitÖ cuddling her? You got to be joking! I thought theyíre going to eat her alive or something. Man, this is stupid! ÖAnd somewhat cute. The poor girl doesnít know what to do but justÖ to giggle.
Momo: hey stop that, thatís tickles.
But the weird part is they response and stops their cuddling attack!
Momo: ?
Momo: they listen to meÖ
Yes Momo, they are listening to you, I wonder why? The flying bulls then fly away, all but one. A snow white bull (which is the brightest than the rest) came back to her. She seem surprise that it came back for her than go with it friends.
Momo: you want to stay with me, little guy?
It gives another cuddle to the face.
Momo: aww, ok
Momo: but what should I call you?
Momo: hm, Iíll call you Snow.
Maybe she called it Snow because of its color. Well, at least it not snow white that I got to say! Snow cuddling her again and she give it a hug.
Momo: aww, you so cute!
The two are still in the cave looking for a way to get out. But thanks to Snowís mysterious glowing power, Momo can now see where she is going. But she following Snow because it seems itís knows the cave more that she does. Over an hour in the cave, Momo and Snow finally reach to the exit.
Momo: finally the exit!
She run for the exit and Snow follows. Man, sheís running like there something outside she really wantsÖ oh yeah, the sun. As they finally outside of the cave, she made a frown face. Why?
It because the sun is gone, it just white lighting moon. Also itís pretty windy itís almost flown Snow awayÖ oh never mind it didÖ
Momo: oh no!
She ran after Snow so it wonít fly away from the wind. But she trip and start to fall down a hill (again). Seriously, whatís up with her and hills? She timbering down the hill and stop. But this time she isnít moving. Oh man, donít tell me sheís dead already? Heck no she not dead! She just knocks out cold. I hope someone or something will wake her up or something.
Snow was still blow away thanks to the wind, but a flying vehicle flew to it. Thereís a boy just in time to catch Snow. But with the boyís massive horns, sharp teeth, cow ears, and a symbol on his shirt, the boy is a troll.
??: uH, tHERE YOU ARE, tINKERBULL,
??: yOU WERE MAKING ME, uH,,, wORRY,
Wait, why he call Snow, Tinkerbull? But Tinkerbull free itself from the boyís soft grip and flew to Momo. But the troll seems to be dumbfounded.
??: wHEREíRE YOU, uH,,, gOING?
The boy follows Tinkerbull with his flying vehicle and the bull landed next to Momoís unconscious body. The troll made a surprise look on his face.
??: uH,,,
??: wHY THEREíS A HUMAN BODY DOING HERE?,,,
He moves closer to her till her consciousness is coming back. That makes the troll scare and fall off from his vehicle. She slowly opens her eyes and sees tinkerbull, but it flew away to the troll. Her eyes glow wide when she sees a troll on the sandy ground next to her.
Momo: AGHHHH!
Momo quickly crawl as far away from him. The troll looks at her and made a nervous look.
??: aRE YOU, uH,,, OK?
Momo nodded and try to get up. But she watches when the troll isnít trying to get up, but just crawl to his flying vehicle. Whoa, is heís cripple? Momo starts to feel bad for him and want to help him. She walks up to him and tries to lift him up to his vehicle. Heís pretty heavy, but she able to get him to his vehicle. The troll looks at her and smiles.
??: uH, tHANK YOU,
She response with a smile.
Momo: youíre welcome.
They both smile at each other and the troll made a nervous face again.
??: uH, mY NAME IS TAVROS NITRAM, uH, wHATíS YOUR NAME?
Momo: my name is Momo Code.
Momo: itís nice to meet you, Tavros.
She tries to walk away, but she fail and falls. Tavros move to Momo which she is in agony.
Tavros: aRE YOU, uH,,,oK?
Momo: no, I think I twist my ankle from the fall.
Tavros: wOW, yOUíRE VERY LUCKY THAT WASNíT, uH,,,sERIOUS.
Momo: yeah, i guess so.
Tavros: i CAN TAKE YOU TO MY HIVE AND, uH,,,pUT BANDAGES ON IT.
Momo: oh really?
Momo: wow, thanks Tavros!
The two (and with tinkerbull) are on their way to Tavrosí hive. But they not the only ones in the sky. a female figure was watching them flying to the hive.
??: >:::
I donít know who this female is, but with that smile, I donít like her already.
Act 1 Act 2 ended.

[draconicAlgorithm]

A couple things to drop here.

1. A new chapter of Thicker Than Blood. Does anyone else remember that? Maybe? I haven't written more in forever, but I was suddenly hit with inspiration. However, I'm pretty lazy right now, so rather than format it here, I'll just leave a link.

2. I've been working on a Homestuck/Transformers: Prime crossover as well, but I never quite got around to posting it here. So, again, I'll just drop a link for you guys. I likely won't be notifying updates of it here, though, unless someone really likes it? I dunno, we'll see.

[The Phoenixian]

A couple things to drop here.

1. A new chapter of Thicker Than Blood. Does anyone else remember that? Maybe? I haven't written more in forever, but I was suddenly hit with inspiration. However, I'm pretty lazy right now, so rather than format it here, I'll just leave a link.

...

...

EEEEEEEEEEEEEE! It's back! [/fangirlsqueal]
<Yes I remember and am happy to see it's still alive.>

[draconicAlgorithm]

Wow, someone actually did remember? I haven't updated that in forever, but I'm glad that doing so made someone happy. :D

[InferiorityComplex]

I tried to write a fanfic. Would anyone mind giving me feedback?

http://archiveofourown.org/works/333938

It's about R!Dave.

[Failure Artist]

I'm working on an epic fanfic called The Tentacles of Power and I'm looking for a co-author or a beta. I'm sorry if this post belongs some where else.