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Re: Jailbreak: Now In Colour!
I'm not gonna lie, I really like any part of the comic featuring Jack Noir and/or the Midnight Crew and their counterparts.
And the felt.
I'm pretty sure I'm an intermission fanboy.
But enough of that because now Jack is getting beaten senseless by numerous tough guys.
Steam Account is triguy23. (Currently Away until some 'Conditions' are met. If you don't contact me at the mentioned locations, then see you all later!)
WQ: "Eeeexcellent. Everything is going just according to plan. Don't you agree, Ms. Bunny Teeth?"
Jane: ":B"
LOL. This image is burned into my mind.
Aw, no more updates until Tuesday. I was also thinking Jack will kill them all. If he does, are a dozen more heads going to show up in the White Queen's throne room? :P
Also, I love how Jack crossed out the "Please" and exclamation point on the pumpkin when he sent it to the White Queen.
Sounds like BTSDLB.. I think its been long enough since an update to call that 'on hiatus', also I think the author is doing some other thing at the moment? not entirely sure
she is in COLLEGE
and she also was doing some goofing around on tumblr
Anyway AA should read the actual thread always because people making commands and commands being subverted is half the fun.
also then you get to read TROL SEASSON
(The best anything in the history of ever I am not even joking)
But yeah BtSDLb was my first fanventure, and it is really good. The bit with Sollux
rip lyl we crey every time
It got less fun towards the end because ckret2 was trying to get people to stop talking
and also she was busy
I have a FADventure too but it's kind of
intentionally surreal.
That's all there is to see on this website for now! Nothing til next Tuesday at the earliest.
Shit. Now I have to work on school. So, in a way, Thanks Andrew. If only the forums could be puased until then...
Identifying myself with Candy corns!And now for my dramtic coming out that does not matter because nobody reads signatures! Have you any interest at all in TvTropes? Click on this thing and several of your wildest dreams will come true.
I got fed up with the spoiler dungeon in my previous signature. It was confusing and I did not like it. The basics boil down to this: The guy in my avatar is some variation on the work of stock photographer Gilles DeCruyenaere, probably edited insanely by a person who is super awesome. There is a fifty percent chance that that person is Ash, but sometimes other people get in on it too. AVATAR BY NIMZ WHO IS AMAZING
Also I made a tumblr because I hate myself. And now these days you will find me mostly on the tumbr. I do love you much forums. We had a good go of it. But tumblr fits a person with my attention span so much better. I still check here often, but I do not post as much. Fell free to contact me where ever, and if unsure, assume I love you.
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Re: Jailbreak: Now In Colour!
Originally Posted by Freack
Shit. Now I have to work on school. So, in a way, Thanks Andrew. If only the forums could be puased until then...
Or you could just take a break from them for a while, right?
Steam Account is triguy23. (Currently Away until some 'Conditions' are met. If you don't contact me at the mentioned locations, then see you all later!)
Or you could just take a break from them for a while, right?
Well, yes. But do I want to...?
Yes, yes I do. And I can. I even finished an entire two pages just this morning. So it is not as if I am completely useless. I try to grant myself a reward forum break after every page, but I am sure you all understand how that goes. "I just need to see if someone responds" "Oh look, this other thread updated." Stuff like that can go on forever, but I am getting better.
BAck to Homestuck, I am guessing that the odds on Jack actually getting the pulp beaten out of him is fairly low. So, that means if it does happen I win more money. That is how horse betting works right? Because I am putting 20 on Jack losing.
Identifying myself with Candy corns!And now for my dramtic coming out that does not matter because nobody reads signatures! Have you any interest at all in TvTropes? Click on this thing and several of your wildest dreams will come true.
I got fed up with the spoiler dungeon in my previous signature. It was confusing and I did not like it. The basics boil down to this: The guy in my avatar is some variation on the work of stock photographer Gilles DeCruyenaere, probably edited insanely by a person who is super awesome. There is a fifty percent chance that that person is Ash, but sometimes other people get in on it too. AVATAR BY NIMZ WHO IS AMAZING
Also I made a tumblr because I hate myself. And now these days you will find me mostly on the tumbr. I do love you much forums. We had a good go of it. But tumblr fits a person with my attention span so much better. I still check here often, but I do not post as much. Fell free to contact me where ever, and if unsure, assume I love you.
Roughly 3 years will pass before the original kids meet the new kids - Confirmed
SB&HJ the Moive is anti-Crocker propoganda - Confirmed
Post Scratch Rose is a world famous author of wizard novels - Confirmed
Meenah was the root cause of the A1 session's failure - Plausible*
A1 Jack Noir will make an appearance
UU's juju is the bunny - the bunny is the light to Cal's dark
uu is LE, and UU is good to LE's evil* might as well be Confirmed
Dani's the coolest Super Confirmed
*Ok I'm calling this one plausible because while it was technically totally busted, she was the one who made them all be ghosts by totally killing everyone and herself so I was on to something - like, if I had just been vaguer in my wording. dammit, lamb, remember, always use the vaguest wording possible
* For proof, nearly a month before the reveal of Calliope
It would be quite difficult for killerlamb to be the 'really angry guy'.
I'm simply used to seeing you only from time to time, kl. It's pretty normal for me.
Ha, I thought there would be more activity than that on Friday.
Folders and sigquotes below. Warning: This may cause brain damage.
Stormspirit: Witch of Heart, Thief of Fun, Queen of Awesome, Witch of Art and proud member of the Horrorterror Hug Squad Folders Dani is the coolest but MW is much cooler Facepalm Compendium
Sigquotes
Originally Posted by ArmsAreLoud
I think between rape face Bonnie and cam whore KanRose we've got the hilariously awkward covered.
Originally Posted by ArmsAreLoud
Yeah I was kinda surprised by that.
Like
Wait I can see tits
I CAN SEE TITS
DD officially has the best reading material, hands down.
Seriously, killerlamb, you should enjoy the fact that you're not hounded by the forum, known to everyone as that girl what like psychologically broken coolkids alot.
Enjoy the simple life of just being another forumite.
No worries at all.
And speaking about broken coolkids, did you read Dmatix's poem yet?
Originally Posted by Dmatix
Alright. Taking Storm's advice, I guess I'll put the Dave poem up now. Please note, it's a somewhat grim interpretation of the character.
Clockwork Knight, down the path he goes,
Armored within and without, glass eyes dark
Where he’ll end up certainly nobody knows
Least of all he, closed, cool and stark.
On his way he is killed again and again
Each time he just rises and rises once more.
But the wounds of the soul are not easy to mend.
He will never return to how he was before.
His gears now clank, his cogs full of rust,
And still he continues down time’s beaten road;
Emotions are left to the cold and to dust.
He will not forsake his misguided code.
The Knight carries on, the clock’s broken slave
Though deep in his armor, he hopes to be saved.
The reason the first session failed wasn't because of the cancer.
IT WAS BECAUSE THERE WAS NO PROBLEM SLEUTH TWO
Originally Posted by Triangle Man
Originally Posted by bibliomaniac
Originally Posted by Triangle Man
Scratch Hussie is so awesome and popular that his last update made the entire internet crash for a period of 48 hours.
Society almost collapsed as a result.
Wait. How is that any different from our Hussie. I'm not getting it.
He was able to do this with a regular, non-flash-animated update.
I think. My sources may or may not be reliable on this.
Originally Posted by Sizik
It sounds like she has a British accent.
Wait...
British...
Lord British...
Lord English...
OH MY GOD
UU IS MS. PAINT!
Originally Posted by ShyGuy
Originally Posted by LMLYP
Originally Posted by Efesell
Originally Posted by LMLYP
this is the most terrifying part of the update
GT: When do i get to learn your name by the way?
UU: hm trUthfUlly?
UU: it may be for the best that yoU never know it.
UU: it coUld stir Up some things best left in their present eqUilibriUm.
Nor do you know whose shoulders it was meant to cover. If you knew that - if you even knew his name - you would understand terror no human ever has.
But there are rules to his entry, and his grim procession through paradox space is rather orderly. The present equilibrium has accounted for him, and will continue to.
oh yeah and "cascading sequence" but someone already caught that i see
so is there any chance uu isn't working for le
This is just kind of silly.
are you implying those three callbacks arent deliberate as all fuck? the question is "is andrew screwing with us or does this mean something".
your references seem to imply that UU is LE, as Jake is specifically asking for UU's name.
if UU is LE,
the retroactively funniest thing in homestuck would be the universe devouring time travelling scourge of paradox space going 'kisses'
Originally Posted by ceilingotaku
Jane, while under the influence of Nepeta's hat, which was under the influence of Betty Crocker, pushed Jake down a flight of stairs on a spaceship that was shortly afterwards blown to bits by a Prospitan spaceship by sending a vine out and whippin' it good.
If this isn't canon I don't know what is.
Originally Posted by mysteriousOutsider
I think any Genetic Shit which involves green slime and time travel is automatically Weird.
Originally Posted by Ken
Originally Posted by Rikushadow5
Oh, yeah. Somebody feel like explaining the whole "Potato" thing? Is it some weird Forum Joke I missed and/or was not here for?
Potatoes are the larval stage of french fries. Seems sufficient to me.
Originally Posted by oogley
I just looked up cuttlefish. Turns out they sometimes eat each other. And have green-blue blood. And have three hearts. And see about eight times better than most creatures. And their eyes are Ws
FEFERI IS KANAYA (because vampire) IS TEREZI (because teal blood) IS SOLLUX (because three lives) IS VRISKA (because vision 8fold) IS ERIDAN (because W) IS NEPETA (because tranistive property of Nepeta) IS LORD ENGLISH (because shut up).
Seriously, killerlamb, you should enjoy the fact that you're not hounded by the forum, known to everyone as that girl what like psychologically broken coolkids alot.
Enjoy the simple life of just being another forumite.
No worries at all.
And speaking about broken coolkids, did you read Dmatix's poem yet?
Yeah, I'm rather proud of that one, though I think my Rose poem is probably the best I wrote so far.
Did you see the John poem I posted a few pages ago? The Kanaya one is going slowly- she's a difficult nut to crack.
She sleeps in tower ivory, she dreams in one of gold,
At once she is both young and dead and old.
She sees what is to happen, knows not what will unfold.
Fire took her dreams away, now emptiness rules sleep,
In bubbles ruled by creatures mad her sanity she keeps
And through the madness she becomes a wolf and not a sheep.
Now space is in her grasp, power great and vast
And on the golden inch she sails on ship of golden masts
To face a fiend of power cosmic, whose reign forever lasts.
How will this journey end, no one can be sure,
But however it will end, the universe she’ll cure.
John:
Zephyr his mount, sapphire his cape
The Heir arrives on wings of storm
Lightning his scepter, thunder his crown
The power of Breath the world does transform
Light on his feet, light in his heart
Greatness is his, his to perform
Potential endless, given by air
The power of Breath the world does transform
Joy rules him still, though darkness looms close
And sorrows and pain threaten to swarm
He rises above, the sky is his throne
The power of Breath the world does transform
Though kindness is his, cruelty cast aside
Threaten his kin, trouble their form
And prepare to reap a whirlwind of force
The power of Breath your hate will transform.
Rose:
At the tip of her wand seraphim dance
A ballet of strife with devils of chance.
Sable and Emerald duel for her mind;
If either prevails , her fate won’t be kind
At all times in control, except when she’s not.
Aberrations of dread foul feelers do send.
They whisper of treason, damnation and rot,
Of crimes she could never hope to amend.
She will not surrender, relinquish no sliver
Of her mind to the hunters that come from the void.
Fight them every step, she won’t falter or quiver;
She fights for herself, least she be destroyed.
With wizardry and light, the future she scouts,
The roll of the dice now her crystal ball,
And though what she sees may cause her some doubt
The Seer will never again be a thrall.
Furious Pariah, hard of shell
Herder of wolves, they bite at his ankles
Making his way through a hazy hell.
Hurried the midwife, doomed the born
Ruinous creator, tumorous doctor
He failed, for hatred now sworn.
In desolation lingers, never dares to hope
For he knows hope is a butcher
With his helplessness he cannot cope
Rage too betrayed him, bond asunder
Leaving a trail of corpses behind
The jester cares not if he goes under
Trapped in loathing, harried by temporal shades
Cursed by heretical plasma, hidden by shame
Jealousy grows, cultivated by sightless blades
Blindness sneers at him
Callousness will spare not a moment
His blood by loneliness made dim
Kanaya:
On sunny sands she walks, while others in darkness sleep.
Caring soul, ancestor to a generation that will never be born.
Care is met with cruelty, dealt by the spider’s sting,
Her love is repaid with indifference, pricks like the sharpest thorn.
Amphibian progeny she raises, watched by a warrior filled with pride
Haste her child will doom, the warrior demands it still, she obeys.
A universe is born only to die again.
Her love is repaid by stillbirth; her child will never see the light of day.
Fleeing from bladed death, her last hope has yet to hatch,
She shows compassion to a wounded soul, giving it a goal.
That hope is a devil in sheep’s skin, and burns all others.
Her love is repaid with treason, and in her heart a hole.
With vengeance she rises again, less and more than she was.
The devil is cleaved by a sword of teeth. It gives her no peace.
Now she searches for a space to call her own.
Her love is waiting for a balm that the pain will cease.
He is without equal, brain like a storm
Hateful and wretched, worthless worm
Wisdom and knowledge, power unknown
Ignorant fool, his fate does bemoan
Fierce is his mind, fierce his heart too
Cowardly maggot of red and blue
She was his best friend, she could have been more
He fired and fired, left nothing but gore
He saved her life, she kissed him and smiled
Shot through the chest, while he choked on bile
He did what he could, it wasn’t his fault
He failed like always, her death couldn’t halt
Blackness unfolds him, no more red and blue
Duality vanished, the dying shouts are gone
Peace at last, a final dark dawn.
Tranquility in emptiness
Rest in the void
Clarity in blindness
Unity in death.
Pointy shades, bulbous rump
Ironic coolness, rhymes I pump
Shatterproof sword, Causal cap
Layers of satire, I take no crap
Flashy moves, tasty grooves
Never lose, always the one to choose
Faster than sound, flashing around
Cutting fools down, fighting black clowns
Jet board, can’t be ignored, check out the sword
Slashing through imps like metaphysical gourds
Grist hoard, everything afford, won every single possible award
Shit so easy, I get bored.
Got Cal, best pal, me and him is an entire cabal
Bounce a coin, try not to look sad;
It won’t get to land before I send you
Beaten so bad like a kick to the groin
You can’t beat Bro at shit, I’m simply the best there is
Holding a monopoly on the asskicking biz.
Yeah, I'm rather proud of that one, though I think my Rose poem is probably the best I wrote so far.
Did you see the John poem I posted a few pages ago? The Kanaya one is going slowly- she's a difficult nut to crack.
You should link to your poems in your signature, because that was really good, and also it rhymed. Yay! I look forward to other stuff and prose from you.
And do not worry kL, nobody misses me when I am gone either. Though, admittedly, I suck at being gone.
Identifying myself with Candy corns!And now for my dramtic coming out that does not matter because nobody reads signatures! Have you any interest at all in TvTropes? Click on this thing and several of your wildest dreams will come true.
I got fed up with the spoiler dungeon in my previous signature. It was confusing and I did not like it. The basics boil down to this: The guy in my avatar is some variation on the work of stock photographer Gilles DeCruyenaere, probably edited insanely by a person who is super awesome. There is a fifty percent chance that that person is Ash, but sometimes other people get in on it too. AVATAR BY NIMZ WHO IS AMAZING
Also I made a tumblr because I hate myself. And now these days you will find me mostly on the tumbr. I do love you much forums. We had a good go of it. But tumblr fits a person with my attention span so much better. I still check here often, but I do not post as much. Fell free to contact me where ever, and if unsure, assume I love you.
You should link to your poems in your signature, because that was really good, and also it rhymed. Yay! I look forward to other stuff and prose from you.
And do not worry kL, nobody misses me when I am gone either. Though, admittedly, I suck at being gone.
Generally, we party when you're gone.
We just never bother to invite you.
You should link to your poems in your signature, because that was really good, and also it rhymed. Yay! I look forward to other stuff and prose from you.
And do not worry kL, nobody misses me when I am gone either. Though, admittedly, I suck at being gone.
That's a good idea. I might as well just post them in the sig itself, I suppose, under spoiler tags. As for prose, there is my fanfic, but it's not about canon characters, and frankly it's a bit lacking in polish.
E: There, did it. It should be nice and easy to look at it now.
She sleeps in tower ivory, she dreams in one of gold,
At once she is both young and dead and old.
She sees what is to happen, knows not what will unfold.
Fire took her dreams away, now emptiness rules sleep,
In bubbles ruled by creatures mad her sanity she keeps
And through the madness she becomes a wolf and not a sheep.
Now space is in her grasp, power great and vast
And on the golden inch she sails on ship of golden masts
To face a fiend of power cosmic, whose reign forever lasts.
How will this journey end, no one can be sure,
But however it will end, the universe she’ll cure.
John:
Zephyr his mount, sapphire his cape
The Heir arrives on wings of storm
Lightning his scepter, thunder his crown
The power of Breath the world does transform
Light on his feet, light in his heart
Greatness is his, his to perform
Potential endless, given by air
The power of Breath the world does transform
Joy rules him still, though darkness looms close
And sorrows and pain threaten to swarm
He rises above, the sky is his throne
The power of Breath the world does transform
Though kindness is his, cruelty cast aside
Threaten his kin, trouble their form
And prepare to reap a whirlwind of force
The power of Breath your hate will transform.
Rose:
At the tip of her wand seraphim dance
A ballet of strife with devils of chance.
Sable and Emerald duel for her mind;
If either prevails , her fate won’t be kind
At all times in control, except when she’s not.
Aberrations of dread foul feelers do send.
They whisper of treason, damnation and rot,
Of crimes she could never hope to amend.
She will not surrender, relinquish no sliver
Of her mind to the hunters that come from the void.
Fight them every step, she won’t falter or quiver;
She fights for herself, least she be destroyed.
With wizardry and light, the future she scouts,
The roll of the dice now her crystal ball,
And though what she sees may cause her some doubt
The Seer will never again be a thrall.
Furious Pariah, hard of shell
Herder of wolves, they bite at his ankles
Making his way through a hazy hell.
Hurried the midwife, doomed the born
Ruinous creator, tumorous doctor
He failed, for hatred now sworn.
In desolation lingers, never dares to hope
For he knows hope is a butcher
With his helplessness he cannot cope
Rage too betrayed him, bond asunder
Leaving a trail of corpses behind
The jester cares not if he goes under
Trapped in loathing, harried by temporal shades
Cursed by heretical plasma, hidden by shame
Jealousy grows, cultivated by sightless blades
Blindness sneers at him
Callousness will spare not a moment
His blood by loneliness made dim
Kanaya:
On sunny sands she walks, while others in darkness sleep.
Caring soul, ancestor to a generation that will never be born.
Care is met with cruelty, dealt by the spider’s sting,
Her love is repaid with indifference, pricks like the sharpest thorn.
Amphibian progeny she raises, watched by a warrior filled with pride
Haste her child will doom, the warrior demands it still, she obeys.
A universe is born only to die again.
Her love is repaid by stillbirth; her child will never see the light of day.
Fleeing from bladed death, her last hope has yet to hatch,
She shows compassion to a wounded soul, giving it a goal.
That hope is a devil in sheep’s skin, and burns all others.
Her love is repaid with treason, and in her heart a hole.
With vengeance she rises again, less and more than she was.
The devil is cleaved by a sword of teeth. It gives her no peace.
Now she searches for a space to call her own.
Her love is waiting for a balm that the pain will cease.
He is without equal, brain like a storm
Hateful and wretched, worthless worm
Wisdom and knowledge, power unknown
Ignorant fool, his fate does bemoan
Fierce is his mind, fierce his heart too
Cowardly maggot of red and blue
She was his best friend, she could have been more
He fired and fired, left nothing but gore
He saved her life, she kissed him and smiled
Shot through the chest, while he choked on bile
He did what he could, it wasn’t his fault
He failed like always, her death couldn’t halt
Blackness unfolds him, no more red and blue
Duality vanished, the dying shouts are gone
Peace at last, a final dark dawn.
Tranquility in emptiness
Rest in the void
Clarity in blindness
Unity in death.
Pointy shades, bulbous rump
Ironic coolness, rhymes I pump
Shatterproof sword, Causal cap
Layers of satire, I take no crap
Flashy moves, tasty grooves
Never lose, always the one to choose
Faster than sound, flashing around
Cutting fools down, fighting black clowns
Jet board, can’t be ignored, check out the sword
Slashing through imps like metaphysical gourds
Grist hoard, everything afford, won every single possible award
Shit so easy, I get bored.
Got Cal, best pal, me and him is an entire cabal
Bounce a coin, try not to look sad;
It won’t get to land before I send you
Beaten so bad like a kick to the groin
You can’t beat Bro at shit, I’m simply the best there is
Holding a monopoly on the asskicking biz.
Generally, we party when you're gone.
We just never bother to invite you.
I knew it!
Also, I just read your epic JAde post. That was some good stuff there. I still like other people better, but that even helped me clear up some time-line drama.
Identifying myself with Candy corns!And now for my dramtic coming out that does not matter because nobody reads signatures! Have you any interest at all in TvTropes? Click on this thing and several of your wildest dreams will come true.
I got fed up with the spoiler dungeon in my previous signature. It was confusing and I did not like it. The basics boil down to this: The guy in my avatar is some variation on the work of stock photographer Gilles DeCruyenaere, probably edited insanely by a person who is super awesome. There is a fifty percent chance that that person is Ash, but sometimes other people get in on it too. AVATAR BY NIMZ WHO IS AMAZING
Also I made a tumblr because I hate myself. And now these days you will find me mostly on the tumbr. I do love you much forums. We had a good go of it. But tumblr fits a person with my attention span so much better. I still check here often, but I do not post as much. Fell free to contact me where ever, and if unsure, assume I love you.
Dave is a difficult character to understand, but that somehow makes him easy to write about. Kanaya has that amorphous quality to her that makes it difficult for me to pin her down- is she a mother figure? A vampiric parasite? A friend to all? A violent murderer? Or all of them?
She sleeps in tower ivory, she dreams in one of gold,
At once she is both young and dead and old.
She sees what is to happen, knows not what will unfold.
Fire took her dreams away, now emptiness rules sleep,
In bubbles ruled by creatures mad her sanity she keeps
And through the madness she becomes a wolf and not a sheep.
Now space is in her grasp, power great and vast
And on the golden inch she sails on ship of golden masts
To face a fiend of power cosmic, whose reign forever lasts.
How will this journey end, no one can be sure,
But however it will end, the universe she’ll cure.
John:
Zephyr his mount, sapphire his cape
The Heir arrives on wings of storm
Lightning his scepter, thunder his crown
The power of Breath the world does transform
Light on his feet, light in his heart
Greatness is his, his to perform
Potential endless, given by air
The power of Breath the world does transform
Joy rules him still, though darkness looms close
And sorrows and pain threaten to swarm
He rises above, the sky is his throne
The power of Breath the world does transform
Though kindness is his, cruelty cast aside
Threaten his kin, trouble their form
And prepare to reap a whirlwind of force
The power of Breath your hate will transform.
Rose:
At the tip of her wand seraphim dance
A ballet of strife with devils of chance.
Sable and Emerald duel for her mind;
If either prevails , her fate won’t be kind
At all times in control, except when she’s not.
Aberrations of dread foul feelers do send.
They whisper of treason, damnation and rot,
Of crimes she could never hope to amend.
She will not surrender, relinquish no sliver
Of her mind to the hunters that come from the void.
Fight them every step, she won’t falter or quiver;
She fights for herself, least she be destroyed.
With wizardry and light, the future she scouts,
The roll of the dice now her crystal ball,
And though what she sees may cause her some doubt
The Seer will never again be a thrall.
Furious Pariah, hard of shell
Herder of wolves, they bite at his ankles
Making his way through a hazy hell.
Hurried the midwife, doomed the born
Ruinous creator, tumorous doctor
He failed, for hatred now sworn.
In desolation lingers, never dares to hope
For he knows hope is a butcher
With his helplessness he cannot cope
Rage too betrayed him, bond asunder
Leaving a trail of corpses behind
The jester cares not if he goes under
Trapped in loathing, harried by temporal shades
Cursed by heretical plasma, hidden by shame
Jealousy grows, cultivated by sightless blades
Blindness sneers at him
Callousness will spare not a moment
His blood by loneliness made dim
Kanaya:
On sunny sands she walks, while others in darkness sleep.
Caring soul, ancestor to a generation that will never be born.
Care is met with cruelty, dealt by the spider’s sting,
Her love is repaid with indifference, pricks like the sharpest thorn.
Amphibian progeny she raises, watched by a warrior filled with pride
Haste her child will doom, the warrior demands it still, she obeys.
A universe is born only to die again.
Her love is repaid by stillbirth; her child will never see the light of day.
Fleeing from bladed death, her last hope has yet to hatch,
She shows compassion to a wounded soul, giving it a goal.
That hope is a devil in sheep’s skin, and burns all others.
Her love is repaid with treason, and in her heart a hole.
With vengeance she rises again, less and more than she was.
The devil is cleaved by a sword of teeth. It gives her no peace.
Now she searches for a space to call her own.
Her love is waiting for a balm that the pain will cease.
He is without equal, brain like a storm
Hateful and wretched, worthless worm
Wisdom and knowledge, power unknown
Ignorant fool, his fate does bemoan
Fierce is his mind, fierce his heart too
Cowardly maggot of red and blue
She was his best friend, she could have been more
He fired and fired, left nothing but gore
He saved her life, she kissed him and smiled
Shot through the chest, while he choked on bile
He did what he could, it wasn’t his fault
He failed like always, her death couldn’t halt
Blackness unfolds him, no more red and blue
Duality vanished, the dying shouts are gone
Peace at last, a final dark dawn.
Tranquility in emptiness
Rest in the void
Clarity in blindness
Unity in death.
Pointy shades, bulbous rump
Ironic coolness, rhymes I pump
Shatterproof sword, Causal cap
Layers of satire, I take no crap
Flashy moves, tasty grooves
Never lose, always the one to choose
Faster than sound, flashing around
Cutting fools down, fighting black clowns
Jet board, can’t be ignored, check out the sword
Slashing through imps like metaphysical gourds
Grist hoard, everything afford, won every single possible award
Shit so easy, I get bored.
Got Cal, best pal, me and him is an entire cabal
Bounce a coin, try not to look sad;
It won’t get to land before I send you
Beaten so bad like a kick to the groin
You can’t beat Bro at shit, I’m simply the best there is
Holding a monopoly on the asskicking biz.
I miss everybody when they're gone
speaking of whych
Dexlyn????????
I thought of them just yesterday. And then I was all "PBBT. That will show them to have a higher PPD than me."
And then I felt bad.
Originally Posted by Dmatix
Dave is a difficult character to understand, but that somehow makes him easy to write about. Kanaya has that amorphous quality to her that makes it difficult for me to pin her down- is she a mother figure? A vampiric parasite? A friend to all? A violent murderer? Or all of them?
Definitely the last one. Nobody is purely one trait. But even when she was psychotic and chainsawing people in half, it still tired into her motherly friendlyness in this weird-as-hell-troll way. Mothers cannot be sweetness and light all the time. Sometimes things get a little y.
Also, guess who just spent 15 minutes looking up reaction gifs instead of working on a paper.
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Identifying myself with Candy corns!And now for my dramtic coming out that does not matter because nobody reads signatures! Have you any interest at all in TvTropes? Click on this thing and several of your wildest dreams will come true.
I got fed up with the spoiler dungeon in my previous signature. It was confusing and I did not like it. The basics boil down to this: The guy in my avatar is some variation on the work of stock photographer Gilles DeCruyenaere, probably edited insanely by a person who is super awesome. There is a fifty percent chance that that person is Ash, but sometimes other people get in on it too. AVATAR BY NIMZ WHO IS AMAZING
Also I made a tumblr because I hate myself. And now these days you will find me mostly on the tumbr. I do love you much forums. We had a good go of it. But tumblr fits a person with my attention span so much better. I still check here often, but I do not post as much. Fell free to contact me where ever, and if unsure, assume I love you.
Dave is a difficult character to understand, but that somehow makes him easy to write about. Kanaya has that amorphous quality to her that makes it difficult for me to pin her down- is she a mother figure? A vampiric parasite? A friend to all? A violent murderer? Or all of them?
It doesn't count as violent murder if you want to kill Eridan and Gamzee.
Maybe in Connecticut, maybe in Ohio, maybe in Beijing??? (I'm trying to keep my location ambiguous.)
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Re: Jailbreak: Now In Colour!
Originally Posted by Dmatix
Dave is a difficult character to understand, but that somehow makes him easy to write about. Kanaya has that amorphous quality to her that makes it difficult for me to pin her down- is she a mother figure? A vampiric parasite? A friend to all? A violent murderer? Or all of them?
Fuck it. No Homestuck character candy corns. I just love everyone too much to select favorites.
Dani is the coolest cat of all the Nepetas.
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Originally Posted by OrangeAipom
Hussie will never make your dreams come true.
Because he is lazy.
Jade confirmed for being a really bad dancer.
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Originally Posted by pirrou
Penetration isn't even something that inherently has to be associated with male genitals. A lot of people just like to put things in their vaginas because there's an important pleasure receptor in there, and which gender (and which real-life flesh-and-blood genitals) one is turned on by doesn't have to have any bearing on that.
I have no interest in penetration why am I answering this
But look at your avatar...
Originally Posted by Kíeros
Not as angry as shipping. PS:Once on the web, there was a man--His name, Ace of Dark-Hearts.
His song is now sung everywhere, even in supermarts.
He found a site called TV Tropes, a famous one for its
Ability to suck you in to its eternal pits.
He set about upon a quest, to gain all that it knew,
Spent million ho'rs upon its feed, looking at all 'twas new.
And once upon that ancient time, he gave the wisdom wise,
To all who called upon him then, or looked into his eyes.
"I'll never, ever, give you up. We'll be there to the end."
He told unto the great website upon the day called Wend.
I know that it's not spelled that way, well tough, you'll just sue me;
But that isn't important to this amazing story.
He spent all of his waking life, chasing that feeble dream,
But the website did not return his ever faithful gleam.
And now upon this olden time, he gave all wisdom wise,
To those who would call upon him, or looked him in the eyes.
His obsession was way to big, it never looked to wane.
Just wax and wax, and wax it did. 'Twas becoming a bane.
A lifetime spent on this dear task, and getting nothing much.
Some thought of him as crazy, while some others called him such.
"A silly task" they told him so, "You are a stupid guy.
The website will not love you back, why do you even try?"
But still in times of recent past, he gathered wisdom wise,
To share to all who listened here, or looked him in the eyes.
Again and then, again again, he listened to their calls.
"An idiot" he heard them say "I do not have the balls
To be a normal person in a life that works just fine;
The knowledge gained is not that great. Why, that is all they whine.
But I, yes I, will prove them wrong, my love and I will show
Yes, all of the common info that nobody does know.
And now, upon these current days-- I've gathered wisdom wise,
I'll share it to all who listen, or look me in the eyes."
Now this old tale has oft been heard, the lover of a site.
He aged and aged, for a long time, 'til all his hair was white.
And then one day, he disappeared. But this, I've heard, is true:
He still exist, and wants to give that knowledge unto you.
You've heard this song about his lust, and it is now you job,
To join him in his sacred goal, and not to join the mob.
For now, until some time unknown, we'll give the wisdom wise,
To share with all who will listen, or look us in the eyes.
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Originally Posted by rogue of void
Originally Posted by FowlJ
Originally Posted by Panda-s1
naw dude, cheese is like coagulated. It's coagulated protein found in milk.
Okay fine, it is fermented, but so is like yogurt, and I don't ever remember going to Bert F. Yogurt's for my friend's birthday.
That's probably because Bert is a registered sex offender.
Was, he got off on those charges remember?
Getting off on stuff is what got him charged to begin with!
A little bit of all, I guess. Well, maybe not the 'violent murderer' part. Or the 'vampiric parasite'. I'd say she is more of a vigilante with a certain like for blood.
Now that we're talking about this, do you guys think Kanaya can drink human blood?
Folders and sigquotes below. Warning: This may cause brain damage.
Stormspirit: Witch of Heart, Thief of Fun, Queen of Awesome, Witch of Art and proud member of the Horrorterror Hug Squad Folders Dani is the coolest but MW is much cooler Facepalm Compendium
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Originally Posted by ArmsAreLoud
I think between rape face Bonnie and cam whore KanRose we've got the hilariously awkward covered.
Originally Posted by ArmsAreLoud
Yeah I was kinda surprised by that.
Like
Wait I can see tits
I CAN SEE TITS
DD officially has the best reading material, hands down.
A little bit of all, I guess. Well, maybe not the 'violent murderer' part. Or the 'vampiric parasite'. I'd say she is more of a vigilante with a certain like for blood.
Now that we're talking about this, do you guys think Kanaya can drink human blood?
Believe it or not, maternal lesbian space vampires are not easy poetry material. I'd like to see Keats writing about one.
Can Kanaya drink human blood? I suppose that depends on which vampire lore you go by. Vampires can often drink animal blood, so I guess there's no reason Kanaya can't drink human blood.
She sleeps in tower ivory, she dreams in one of gold,
At once she is both young and dead and old.
She sees what is to happen, knows not what will unfold.
Fire took her dreams away, now emptiness rules sleep,
In bubbles ruled by creatures mad her sanity she keeps
And through the madness she becomes a wolf and not a sheep.
Now space is in her grasp, power great and vast
And on the golden inch she sails on ship of golden masts
To face a fiend of power cosmic, whose reign forever lasts.
How will this journey end, no one can be sure,
But however it will end, the universe she’ll cure.
John:
Zephyr his mount, sapphire his cape
The Heir arrives on wings of storm
Lightning his scepter, thunder his crown
The power of Breath the world does transform
Light on his feet, light in his heart
Greatness is his, his to perform
Potential endless, given by air
The power of Breath the world does transform
Joy rules him still, though darkness looms close
And sorrows and pain threaten to swarm
He rises above, the sky is his throne
The power of Breath the world does transform
Though kindness is his, cruelty cast aside
Threaten his kin, trouble their form
And prepare to reap a whirlwind of force
The power of Breath your hate will transform.
Rose:
At the tip of her wand seraphim dance
A ballet of strife with devils of chance.
Sable and Emerald duel for her mind;
If either prevails , her fate won’t be kind
At all times in control, except when she’s not.
Aberrations of dread foul feelers do send.
They whisper of treason, damnation and rot,
Of crimes she could never hope to amend.
She will not surrender, relinquish no sliver
Of her mind to the hunters that come from the void.
Fight them every step, she won’t falter or quiver;
She fights for herself, least she be destroyed.
With wizardry and light, the future she scouts,
The roll of the dice now her crystal ball,
And though what she sees may cause her some doubt
The Seer will never again be a thrall.
Furious Pariah, hard of shell
Herder of wolves, they bite at his ankles
Making his way through a hazy hell.
Hurried the midwife, doomed the born
Ruinous creator, tumorous doctor
He failed, for hatred now sworn.
In desolation lingers, never dares to hope
For he knows hope is a butcher
With his helplessness he cannot cope
Rage too betrayed him, bond asunder
Leaving a trail of corpses behind
The jester cares not if he goes under
Trapped in loathing, harried by temporal shades
Cursed by heretical plasma, hidden by shame
Jealousy grows, cultivated by sightless blades
Blindness sneers at him
Callousness will spare not a moment
His blood by loneliness made dim
Kanaya:
On sunny sands she walks, while others in darkness sleep.
Caring soul, ancestor to a generation that will never be born.
Care is met with cruelty, dealt by the spider’s sting,
Her love is repaid with indifference, pricks like the sharpest thorn.
Amphibian progeny she raises, watched by a warrior filled with pride
Haste her child will doom, the warrior demands it still, she obeys.
A universe is born only to die again.
Her love is repaid by stillbirth; her child will never see the light of day.
Fleeing from bladed death, her last hope has yet to hatch,
She shows compassion to a wounded soul, giving it a goal.
That hope is a devil in sheep’s skin, and burns all others.
Her love is repaid with treason, and in her heart a hole.
With vengeance she rises again, less and more than she was.
The devil is cleaved by a sword of teeth. It gives her no peace.
Now she searches for a space to call her own.
Her love is waiting for a balm that the pain will cease.
He is without equal, brain like a storm
Hateful and wretched, worthless worm
Wisdom and knowledge, power unknown
Ignorant fool, his fate does bemoan
Fierce is his mind, fierce his heart too
Cowardly maggot of red and blue
She was his best friend, she could have been more
He fired and fired, left nothing but gore
He saved her life, she kissed him and smiled
Shot through the chest, while he choked on bile
He did what he could, it wasn’t his fault
He failed like always, her death couldn’t halt
Blackness unfolds him, no more red and blue
Duality vanished, the dying shouts are gone
Peace at last, a final dark dawn.
Tranquility in emptiness
Rest in the void
Clarity in blindness
Unity in death.
Pointy shades, bulbous rump
Ironic coolness, rhymes I pump
Shatterproof sword, Causal cap
Layers of satire, I take no crap
Flashy moves, tasty grooves
Never lose, always the one to choose
Faster than sound, flashing around
Cutting fools down, fighting black clowns
Jet board, can’t be ignored, check out the sword
Slashing through imps like metaphysical gourds
Grist hoard, everything afford, won every single possible award
Shit so easy, I get bored.
Got Cal, best pal, me and him is an entire cabal
Bounce a coin, try not to look sad;
It won’t get to land before I send you
Beaten so bad like a kick to the groin
You can’t beat Bro at shit, I’m simply the best there is
Holding a monopoly on the asskicking biz.