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PostPosted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 5:27 pm


'Sup ********, this is a delirious biznasty Homestuck roleplay between Shauna and I, making it the best thread in this guild by default. This is where we're gonna get our shameful fangirl on because we just don't give a ******** class="postcontent-align-center" style="text-align: center">
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EXACTLY!
We don't care whatchu think, cause we are totally fine with our obsession! This is going to be fun and random as s**t, but it shall be AWESOME!
So, if you read this, beware....and deal with it!
PostPosted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 7:02 pm


Homestuck Character Text Color Chart


Kids
John Egbert -ectoBiologist = #0715CD
Rose Lalonde - tentacleTherapist = #B536DA
Dave Strider - turntechGodhead = #E00707
Jade Harley - gardenGnostic = #4AC925

Trolls
Karkat Vantas - carcinoGeneticist = #626262
Gamzee Makara - terminallyCapricious = #2B0057
Terezi Pyrope - gallowsCalibrator = #008282
Sollux Captor - twinArmageddons = #A1A100
Tavros Nitram - adiosToreador = #A15000
Aradia Megido - apocolypseArisen = #A10000
Vriska Serket - arachnidsGrip = #005682
Nepeta Leijon - arsenicCatnip = #416600
Equius Zahhak - centaursTesticle = #000056
Kanaya Maryam - grimAuxilatrix = #008141
Eridan Ampora - caligulasAquarium = #6A006A
Feferi Peixes - cuttlefishCuller = #A50B5E


Others
Doc Scratch - (white of course!)
Lord English - #39FF14

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PostPosted: Sat Sep 17, 2011 8:50 pm


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gardenGnostic began pestering turntechGodhead

GG: dave!! : D
GG: you ready?
GG: i know i am! i'm ready to start my training!
GG: swords are going to be so different from guns!





TG: sup harley
TG: as long as your ******** devil dog doesnt try to maim me as soon as i step foot on the island
TG: then yeah im ready


GG: hehe...yeah, let's just hope you have good aim! >.<
GG: though we won't have to worry about bec getting hurt...
GG: and of course he won't hurt you! why would you think that?
GG: oh, you do know that bec is going to be your form of transportation, right?
GG: hehehe


TG: oh hell no
TG: id rather swim to wherever the ******** it is you live
TG: narnia or some s**t
TG: let me just go hop in my enchanted wardrobe and ill be right there
TG: s**t son theres still some apple juice in here
TG: its a christmas miracle


GG: dave! that would take forever!
GG: plus, sharks would probably just eat up your coolkid self..
GG: i don't want that!
GG: travel by bec is way safer!
GG: would you rather me come with bec to get you?
GG: would that ease your distress?


TG: as if
TG: id chop them into a japanese delicacy before they could even think about getting a taste of my choice a**
TG: yes it would bring me so much relief
TG: you dont even know
TG: itd be like a scene straight from one of vantas shitty romcoms
TG: id leap into your arms and bury my face in your shoulder
TG: from fear that your eyeless dogs gaze would pierce through my shades and right into my ******** soul
TG: and youd whisper sweet nothings into my ear and carry me off into the sunset
TG: which would actually just be the light radiating from your demon beast
TG: itd be so romantic
TG: im getting a little weepy just thinking about it
TG: wait hold on


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CG: ******** YOU STRIDER.
TG: shouldnt you be saving the bedroom talk for egbert
CG: ...
CG: I HOPE THE WOOFBEAST EATS YOU.


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TG: thought so

TG: sorry bout that


GG: ...?
GG: oh, yay! you're back..
GG: anyways..i suppose you're right...the sharks wouldn't stand a chance!
GG: but still...it's not the safest thing..
GG: : D
GG: hehe...well, then it's settled! i'm coming with bec!
GG: make sure to bring some of your swords, though...
GG: pack them in your strife specibus...
GG: we're going to enter training mode major...
GG: just let me know when we need to pick you up!
GG: bec didn't want me to leave til i got my homework done...
GG: i still find public school so weird


TG: yeah sorry
TG: i had to go tell vantas to hop off your bros d**k for two seconds
TG: i mean damn
TG: anyway
TG: yeah ok
TG: i guess itll be in a bit
TG: im sure bro is waiting for me to leave my man cave for what must be the first time in days
TG: all smiles and 'good morning starshine the world says hello's
TG: a trashy mix of nicki minaj and ke$ha playing in the background to set the mood
TG: plush rump in hand
TG: lil cals dead eyes staring at my inevitable misfortune from atop the refrigerator
TG: oh god
TG: on second thought
TG: trainings cancelled kids go home


GG: uhh...what?
GG: i don't really need to know that about john...
GG: but..uhm..okay..
GG: anyways...you know that you aren't getting out of this that easily!
GG: we planned this, like, two weeks ago!
GG: :/
GG: so, if you are that afraid to venture beyond your room and into your bro's territory...
GG: there is no other solution...
GG: bec and i will teleport right into that mancave of yours...
GG: there will be no escape, strider...none...
GG: and you'll just have to suck it up..
GG: be a man!
GG: hehehehe : P


TG: i cant help it if egberts into kinky interspecies relations harley
TG: sign
TG: fine
TG: goddamn
TG: im not even worried about bro
TG: old mans flash step aint what it used to be
TG: i can take him and his ridiculous smuppet shenanigans no problem
TG: its that ******** puppet i dont want to deal with
TG: ok screw this
TG: go do your times tables or whatever it is you whipper snappers are being taught these days
TG: ill be back
PostPosted: Sat Sep 17, 2011 10:49 pm


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GG: cal still bothers you?
GG: i mean...he seemed like a cute enough puppet..all creepiness aside...
GG: plus, isn't he, like, all patched up like john's liv tyler bunny?
GG: and by the way, it's not the times tables..
GG: i learned those way before sburb..
GG: i'm actually was working on my horticulture project...
GG: it counts for, basically, a third of my grade in there...


TG: harley has romping around in the great outdoors with only your trusty pooch and taxidermists wet dream of a grandpa to watch over you stunted your brain development
TG: because
TG: cal is not ******** cute and hell yes he still bothers me
TG: four years without him causing any further psychological damage that not even lalonde can reverse
TG: does not change the fact that he is still creepy as s**t and should be stuffed inside the freezer behind a decade old box of french toast sticks
TG: and bro had him restored to his former devil spawn glory as soon as he could get his ironically godly hands on his bank account once we beat the game
TG: its cute how you think i care about your silly schoolwork
TG: but anyway i got the goods
TG: so chop chop i aint getting any younger


GG: awe, come on..i thought coolkids didn't get psyched out or anything...
GG: >.<
GG: and no, my brain is developed quite fine..
GG: so : P
GG: and really? there's a decade old box of french toast sticks in your freezer?
GG: hehe..i bet they are frostbitten worse than the artic...
GG: you need to toss them out..
GG: they are inedible...
GG: and just a minute...I've gotta let john's 'dad' know that i'm leaving..
GG: since, ya know..he's kinda the parental figure around here...


TG: im a broken man harley
TG: the coolkid facade was just a ruse
TG: no of course not are you crazy we dont keep food in storage devices typically used to house items of the edible persuasion
TG: that s**t aint gonna fly in the strider household
TG: why the ******** do you think i keep my apple juice in my enchanted wardrobe
TG: you think i like having to live off of what looks and is the temperature of piss
TG: no
TG: good ol mr egbert
TG: ensnaring children who are only related to him by slime in his loving fatherly embrace
TG: slaving over a hot stove to put delicious cake on the table when hes not at work to provide for his family
TG: must be miserable
TG: but ok


GG: was that sarcasm i detected, dave?
GG: cause, i know you know that i wasn't actually asking whether or not you kept food in a fridge..
GG: merely stating my surprise that you and your bro haven't mustered up the will to clean out the old food that could make you sick!
GG: and yes, i do think you love living off of your apple juice..
GG: >.<
GG: also, mr.ebgert is nice!
GG: me and john have managed to get him to switch from betty crocker to duncan hines...
GG: john only kind of spazzes when he smells baked goods in the house..
GG: some progress!
GG: oh..and i'm ready...
GG: ready or not, bec and i are leaving now..
GG: we should be there in


gardenGnostic has ceased pestering turntechGodhead

Before she could finish typing, Bec had transported the both of them through space from Washington state where she resided with her ectobrother to Texas where the group's coolkid resided. The space warping travel didn't bother Jade all that much, after all, she had been the Witch of Space. It came with the title, and before she knew it, she and Bec were outside the front door of the apartment that contained one of her best friends. With a bright smile on her face, she lifted a hand and rapped on the door, Bec at her side, looking quite like a normal dog (other than the faint green color that emanated from his form).

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PostPosted: Sun Sep 18, 2011 12:24 am


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Dave's eyebrow arched at Jade's sudden disappearance, hands poised over the keyboard in preparation of inquiring her whereabouts, despite the fact that he was fully aware he would receive silence as his only response seeing as she wouldn't get the message until she logged back in. He tossed a glance over his shoulder when a faint knock resounded through the apartment, muffled by the closed door of his bedroom.

Well, at least she was polite enough not to barge into his room like she'd previously threatened to. s**t was private yo.

He rose from his seat just as Bro announced that he was all over it, releasing a soft snort before heading into the living room to relieve his ******** of his greeting duties, slipping his hands into his pockets.

Bro had, as expected, lost interest in answering the door after flinging it open to reveal Jade and her weird glowing mutt (seriously what animal that wasn't Satan himself ******** glowed) rather than a new shipment of smuppets and shut the door in her face before he slunk back to the couch to continue his quest for virtual Doritos.

Dave opened the door, sending Bro a sideways glance. "Sorry about that. Haven't gotten 'im properly house trained yet."


Jade waited patiently for the door to be answered, a bright smile on her face. She was doing the courteous thing and going to the front door like a normal person. Although, she honestly thought it would be easier just to go poof into his room and retrieve Dave that way. However, his bro/dad might not like that. So, as the door opened, she kept up the smile for Dave's guardian before watching the door close almost as quickly.

The rush of air was strong enough to make her hair move with the breeze. Her smile faltered and Bec made a small growl. He didn't appreciate Jade being treated that way. Her faint downturn of her lips disappeared instantly as the door reopened and she saw a familiar pair of coolkid shades masking the eyes that were probably gazing in her direction.

"Hehe...it's alright, Dave..." She said while attacking him with a glomp. Really, he should have expected it. He might not have, though, for he didn't brace himself for impact or anything of the sort. She giggled a little bit more. Bec looked a bit irked and he shook his head before his 'child' broke away from the hug. "You ready for some space travel to a remote island?"


Considering the fact that Dave had not, in fact, had his gaze fixed on her but rather on his guardian whom was casting a sideways look of his own from the corner of his eyes, it would be safe to assume that he was reasonably taken aback when Jade all but threw herself at him in a strange Harley greeting ritual.

The unanticipated impact knocked his shades askew and he fumbled to readjust them, the corner of his lips twitching in annoyance as he could practically feel the s**t eating grin he knew Bro would break out into if he wasn't so trained in the art of the poker face.

He patted Jade a bit stiffly on the back, at a loss of what else to do, before she pulled away giggling, raising an eyebrow at her and then lowering his sights to their form of transportation.

"Ready as I'll ever be," he muttered, grabbing the doorknob.

"I'm out," he called.

"Curfew at midnight." Bro scoffed in response.

Dave rolled his eyes, shutting the door behind himself.


Jade noted the soft pat on the back that Dave gave her before she had broken the hug. It was awkward as ever, but, hey, coolkids aren't used to displays of affection of the embracing type. Go figure. She smiled, like usual, as the door to the apartment was shut, petting Bec on the head to ease his tension.

Without warning, Jade grabbed Dave's hand and nodded to Bec in the same instant. Before either one knew it, they were traveling through space, from their location in Texas to a small remote island in the Pacific Ocean, that may or may not be on the map.

Now, Bec kept things in order on her island, you know, not letting things grow wildly, etc, etc. And she came two to three times a week to make sure her garden was doing well under the first guardian's watch. Mr. Egbert was quite thankful for all the fresh ingredients she had brought him for recipes or the fruits and veggies she'd bring home for meals. Except pumpkins...the pumpkins never stayed. So, for Halloween time in the past few years, she'd drug John with her to a local pumpkin patch to pick out the best jack-o-lantern to be.

Next thing they knew, they were on her island, sun beating down, middle of the day, and muggy as the tropics can be. "So, what shall we tackle first? Swords or Guns?" She asked, tugging Dave along the pathway from her past home out to a field perfect for training shenanigans.


"Well, seeing as this was my idea in the first place," Dave drawled, his tone as even as always and his expression the portrait of what could only be described as apathetic, as though they were doing something as mundane as taking a stroll through a park - albeit a disgustingly humid one, but hey, if he could take a summer in Houston he could handle a few hours out in the middle of the Pacific Ocean - rather than having traveled thousands of miles via freaky devil dog voodoo s**t in a matter of seconds.

Having to be forced into the role as the Knight of Time in a stupid game for stupid kids when you would rather be crushed to death by stupid meteors the size of planet ******** Jupiter than play it, but being guilt tripped into saving your stupid flighty broad of a sister even after making your disdain pretty goddamn clear to your stupid friends could do that to a guy. Any interest he may have once held towards the wonder that is space travel had dwindled down to nothing and was now about as ******** interesting as watching Bro make his ridiculous puppet pornography, which was not at all.

"I'd say that we should start with the swords." he finished, punctuated with a ghost of a smirk directed towards Bec as he heard the low growl he let out in protest to Jade still having her hand clasped with Dave's, daring to thread his fingers through hers just to spite him. Wasn't like he'd do anything when she was in such close reprimanding proximity. Hopefully.
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Karkat glared at the mocking red text scrawled across his screen with such great intensity that he wouldn't have been surprised if his computer exploded again from the very force of his scowl, willing that ******** pathetic excuse of a human being on the other side of the screen to just finally drop dead for the love of GOD.

It wasn't like John would ever be capable of returning his feelings anyway.

He grumbled obscenities under his breath, vouching to cease that particular train of thought and clicked out of the window.



ectoBiologist began pestering carcinoGeneticist


EB: hey, karkat!
EB: what's up?
EB: not interrupting anything, am i?
EB: cause, you know..i wouldn't want to make your mood even worse...
EB: hehe :B


CG: OH, JOYOUS DAY.
CG: THE MIRTHFUL MESSIAHS MUST BE LOOKING DOWN UPON ME WITH SMILES AS RADIANT AS THE GREEN SUN FOR ME TO BE GRACED WITH YOUR PRESENCE.
CG: DREAMS DO COME TRUE.
CG: WHAT THE ******** DO YOU WANT.


EB: uhh...sorry dude...
EB: i just wanted to say 'hi'!!!
EB: why so crabby? :B
EB: which one was it this time..terezi or dave?
EB: usually only one of those two can irk you like that...


CG: WHATEVER ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT JOHN.
CG: I AM BEING AS PLEASANT AND AGREEABLE AS PER USUAL AND IF YOU HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY CONTRARY ON THE MATTER I WILL KINDLY EXTEND YOU AN INVITATION TO TAKE YOURSELF TO A LOVELY CANDLELIT DINNER, INDULGE IN FRIENDLY BANTER OVER A NICE MEAL BEFORE SUGGESTING YOU CONTINUE THE CONVERSATION BACK HOME IN A ROUNDABOUT INNUENDO YOU HUMANS SEEM TO THINK ARE OH SO VERY CLEVER, AND UPON RETURNING TO YOUR HIVE TO GO ******** YOURSELF.
CG: OF COURSE YOU'D TRY TO PAWN OFF THE BLAME ONTO SOMEBODY ELSE.
CG: HAVE YOU CONSIDERED THAT MAYBE
CG: JUST MAYBE
CG: THAT YOU ARE, IN FACT, THE VERY SOURCE OF MY DISMAY AND CHAGRIN?
CG: NO OF COURSE NOT BECAUSE YOU'RE JOHN ******** EGBERT, COMPOSED ENTIRELY OF STUPID HAIR AND BUCK TEETH AND DISGUSTINGLY BLUE EYES. YOU CAN DO NO WRONG.
CG: YOU MAKE ME SICK.
CG: WHY ARE YOU FRIENDS WITH THAT PASTY SHADES WEARING DOUCHE BAG ANYWAY.


EB: hehe..so it was dave.
EB: you could have just said that in the first place, karkat
EB: it would have saved you the trouble of raging...
EB: and...since you basically invited me..
EB: what time to i need to show up in the veil for that meal we're going to have nice banter over?
EB: because, yes, i do have plenty to say about your demeanor
EB: as jade would say...you're being sir grumpy degrumpgrump...
EB: and that's a step too far for you, my friend... :B


CG: DID I ASK YOU WHAT THE MOST EFFICIENT WAY OF RELAYING INFORMATION TO SOMEONE OF YOUR DISTURBINGLY LIMITED INTELLECT WAS?
CG: NO, I DIDN'T, SO CRAM YOUR EVER BOUNTIFUL WISDOM BACK DOWN YOUR PROTEIN CHUTE BEFORE I DO IT FOR YOU.
CG: WHILE WE'RE ON THE TOPIC OF YOUR PITIFUL LACKING OF KNOWLEDGE
CG: ...s**t.
CG: FORGET I SAID THAT.
CG: I DO NOT PITY YOU, EGBERT.
CG: PERISH THE ******** THOUGHT.
CG: BUT LIKE I WAS SAYING, MAYBE IF YOU WEREN'T SO GODDAMN INCOMPETENT YOU WOULD HAVE TAKEN NOTE OF THE FACT THAT
CG: IT WAS
CG: A ********: JOKE.


EB: karkat...i never said that you pitied me..
EB: you just brought that up yourself..
EB: i was merely taking you up on your offer, that i clearly knew was a joke...
EB: but...you did offer...
EB: joke or no joke
EB: and i'm going to take you up on the opportunity
EB: so..
EB: like i asked, what time do i need to meet you in the void?
EB: or...are you too chicken?
EB: hehehe :B


CG: JOHN, YOUR STUPIDITY ASTOUNDS ME.
CG: JUST WHEN I THOUGHT YOU COULDN'T MAKE YOURSELF LOOK ANY DUMBER YOU MANAGE TO ONCE AGAIN OUT ******** DUE YOURSELF.
CG: CONGRATULATIONS EGBERT.
CG: YOU'VE REACHED GOD TIER.
CG: PLEASE DIRECT ME TO THE STATEMENT IN WHICH I SUGGESTED YOU SAID I PITIED YOU.
CG: OH RIGHT, YOU CAN'T, BECAUSE I DIDN'T.
CG: ARE YOU TAKING NOTES ON THESE SEMANTICS?
CG: JESUS GET A ******** PEN.
CG: I DON'T KNOW, I GUESS YOU CAN DROP IN NOW IF YOU WANT TO.
CG: I'LL SET UP THE TABLE.

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PostPosted: Sun Sep 18, 2011 6:20 pm


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EB: umm...i never said that you did pity me..
EB: but you sure thought that i jumped to that conclusion..
EB: why was that?
EB: hehe...finally i go all rose on someone..
EB: no wonder she likes this so much.
EB: it's fun!
EB: and alrighty karkat!
EB: i'm headin to the void now..
EB: ooh! and we can watch some movies after we eat !!!
EB: i'll be sure to bring a few!


CG: GOD WOULD YOU SHUT YOUR NOOKSUCKING TRAP ABOUT IT ALREADY.
CG: I BELIEVE IT HAS BEEN WELL ESTABLISHED THAT I AM NOTORIOUS FOR MY DEVASTATINGLY SHAMEFUL SLIP OF THE HAND SO JUST ******** DROP IT OK.
CG: ALRIGHT.
CG: AND SO HELP ME IF YOU PULL ANY OF YOUR JUVENILE 'PRANKING MASTER' s**t WHILE YOU'RE HERE I WILL GET THAT SPIDER b***h TO INFLUENCE YOUR LUSUS TO FILL YOUR ENTIRE HIVE WITH ASSORTED BATTER WITCH GOODS.
CG: DON'T KEEP ME WAITING.


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John laughed at the last bit of grey text that he received from one of his favorite trolls. Sure, Karkat might be grumpy, but it fit him. He minimized the pesterchum application on his new laptop (his dad got it for him on his 17th birthday), before heading to his rack of movies. His collection had grown over the past few years, and he had made it his mission to collect any and all possible Nicholas Cage works. So, naturally, he selected one from his stash. The Sorcerer's Apprentice. Now that was a good movie. He might have chosen Drive Angry, but his dad refused to let him see that movie til he was eighteen. His defense was that he was seventeen now, and if he did sneak off to the movies, he'd be able to get in and watch it anyways. However, Dad Egbert didn't falter in his parental decisions.

So, he scanned the titles again, searching for one to jump out at him, and he decided that he'd bring Ghostbusters. With those chosen, he went to let his dad know that he was going to the void. He was allowed to go with a pat on the back and a reminder of curfew. Apparently Jade had left as well, to hang out with Strider. He wondered momentarily on whether or not they were a thing, but John knew that Jade would have let him know, so no worries there. However, if they did start dating, John would be sure to give Dave the 'big brother' talk.

Technically, John was the younger brother, according to birthdays, but he tried to claim oldest as he was the ectobiologist behind their very existence. It usually ended up in him losing, though. Three against one wasn't a very fair battle.

Anyways, John headed back up stairs. After the game ended, Echnida decided to reward both groups for their victory. The first reward was everyone being returned back to their worlds respectively, all quite alive and well. The next reward had been chosen by Jade (seeing as she had managed to accomplish getting all the Denizen's out and fulfilled Echnida's wishes) and she asked for the Trolls and Humans to be able to meet. To do so, Echnida enabled some sort of portal for each player that lead to the void. (John didn't know exactly how it worked) it allowed only the kids or trolls to pass through.

John's was, convieniently, located in the upstairs laundry closet. Everyone else (besides Jade, Dave, or Rose), could look in the closet and see the Egbert's mass pile of twin sized sheets and various themed comforters. To the Kids, they saw a hallway that led to the void where the Trolls resided after their game session had been disrupted. Without hesitation, John walked forward, movies in hand, til he reached a door.

He opened it, and was instantly greeted by the grey walls that seemed so dull, lit by fluorescent type lights.

"Hey, Karkat, I'm here!" He called out into the massive complex.


Karkat's gaze shifted from the screen of his painfully outdated computer to the entrance of the establishment from which the kids would periodically waltz through as if they owned the ******** place, his frown deepening.

At least he'd actually consented to the visit this time, rather than him coming by unannounced and completely and utterly uninvited as he so often did. It drove Karkat up the wall, and the relentless teasing he received from both Captor and Pyrope after going off on a John induced rage only fueled his fire. Needless to say, nobody got a whole lot of sleep around here, except for maybe Gamzee. That deluded moirail of his could sleep through practically anything, and he did so often when even he was incapable of convincing Karkat to get his ********' chill on, leaving the rest of their comrades to suffer at the hands of his wrath.

Good ******** God he had it bad.

"About time," he announced back, his lip curling into a sneer at Terezi's poorly contained cackling, his eyes narrowing at the blind girl. "I'm so glad I entertain you, Pyrope." he growled as he got up from his seat.


"Heh," she snickered, her teeth on full display in a broad grin, facing his general direction. "Really, Karkles, I know you think the universe revolves around you, but just because your silly flush crush and you happen to be so amusing that it physically pains me, does not necessarily mean I always laugh at you. Just most of the time."

With that, she returned her attention to her own computer, blobs of what appeared to be red, green and maybe even white dancing around on her saliva coated screen. He scoffed indignantly, but decided he would take the matter of mentioning very sensitive subjects around the object of his affection up with her later - whether John comprehended it or not was another matter entirely.

Karkat made it to where he was still standing like a doofus with that stupid smile on his face in a few quick strides, his expression softening considerably from the seething glare it had been set in from a few moments before, though there was still an edge to both it and his voice as he set his sights on the DVD cases in John's hands and snatched them up from him in order to examine the titles, taking care not to slice open any appendages with his nails as he did.

"Unbelievable," he commented snidely, "This day just gets more miraculous with every passing second. I'll have to make sure to mention to Gamzee that after many long, miserable sweeps of being misguided and confused that he's finally made a believer out of me. Let us rejoice in the lack of Con Air among the shitty earth movies Egbert has chosen to bring with him," he snorted, handing the cases back to him. "Hallelujah."


John hadn't expected Karkat to appear so suddenly. Sure, he knew that John was coming, but he didn't expect his troll friend to snatch up the movies he brought and scrutinize them instantly. "Really, Karkat...before we even eat, you're dissing the movies? Not cool, man..." He said with a smirk. "And why would I bring Con Air? I think knowing the movie front to back and back to front means I can go a while without watching it..Besides, I wanted to watch another Nic Cage movie with you!"

With the syllables 'Nic' and 'Cage' put side by side, the ears of a certain cerulean blooded troll perked up considerably. Sure, the girl had heard the voice of her friend when he arrived, but the adding of a human movie with her favorite human actor just caused her to come crawling out of the shadows. "Oh, Joooooooohn! Did I hear that name correctly? Nic Cage? You brought another of his movies? WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG?!" She stated gleefully before nearly attacking John from behind, wrapping her arms around his neck and helping herself to a free piggy back ride.

John laughed at the sudden added weight to his back. Despite his scrawny-ish appearance, he was able to hold Vriska up quite easily. "Hehe..Vriska, do you wanna watch the movie with us? I'm sure there's plenty of room for the three of us on the couch!" John said excitedly. He didn't think anything of adding to the movie adding fun. He was certain that they'd like it. "You wouldn't mind, would you Karkat?"


Vriska rolled her eyes. "John, what kind of a question is that? Of coooooooorse I'd love to watch Nic Cage with you!" She stated, reaching her arm up to ruffle his hair. "And, Karkat knows that I don't care if he minds or not...I'm gonna watch it...don't you Karkles?" She said with a cackling laugh.
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Jade stuck her tongue out playfully at Dave. Silly, just because he suggested it didn't necessarily mean that he got first choice. Granted, she did ask, but wasn't the rule ladies first? Anyways, it's not like she minded. Actually, she was looking forward to learning how to wield a sword properly. She thought her grandpa would approve of learning another method of self defense. Still, the range of a gun went farther than a sword.

"Alrighty, Dave...." She stated, smiling brightly as she lead him to a clearing on her little island. She still knew it like the back of her hand. And, with Bec's help, it wasn't overgrown and wild. The lawn was manicured perfectly. Her grandfather had actually cleared the land ages ago for a shooting range. That way, she could learn how to aim properly. After that, he moved her to more difficult terrain and surroundings.

Now, she hadn't expected Mr. Coolkid McCoolpants to intertwine their fingers like he did. That caused her feet to stumble for a moment, her able to catch herself and keep going as if it was a normal thing for her to do. However, the faint red tinge to her cheeks still showed up. She'd let Dave decide on his own if the blush was because of her stumble or his actions. Jade was just going to pretend that it didn't happen.

"Ah ha...We're here!" She exclaimed brightly as she continued leading him right into the middle of the small field. After all, if you were going to have a duel/lesson with swords, it only made sense to be in the middle of things. It seemed a bit more epic that way.


As one would probably be able to predict, Harley was about as terribad at handling weapons of ******** Greek gods as Lalonde was with plot development in her shitty wizard fanfiction, which is to say it was ******** redonckulus and in need of some serious revision stat. Jade must have broken a world record with the number of times she'd managed to wind up on her a** after wildly flinging her sword around like some ******** senile war veteran plagued with flashbacks of 'Nam, no form or precision to speak of in her erratic, poorly choreographed movements.

Dave rolled his eyes, grabbing her hand and hauled her back up to her feet, scrutinizing her behind his shades.

"Okay, you are pretty much ******** terrible at this. It's like watching a newly born wildebeest - all wide eyed and stumblin' from the moment it leaves the womb - being torn mercilessly apart by ********' Mufasa. It is a sad and horrifying sight, Harley." he deadpanned once she had steadied herself, maneuvering so that he was behind her, putting his hands over hers before resting his chin on her shoulder.

"Like this," he muttered as he grasped the hilt of the sword, directing the motions she made with her arms, the blade slicing through the muggy air. "It's not that goddamn difficult, I mean jesus," he snorted, relinquishing his loose hold on her once he believed her to have a reasonable control over her actions.

He watched his protege as she went on a far less graceless rampage than the one she'd been on prior to his mad teaching skills intervention. He supposed the last time he had actually been able to hang out with her was longer than he may have initially thought - it'd been a while since they'd all been together, he guessed. Not since last Christmas at least, in which Mom had bullied him into downing an entire bottle of tequila, and the only quality time he'd gotten to spend was his face with the tile floor of the bathroom, so it hardly counted.

The last time they'd truly all gotten together was three years ago, a year after the world as they knew it had been restored to what it once was before they ever got involved with that ******** game. Once the shock of losing everything they'd ever known and loved had ebbed from their impressionable 13-year-old minds, they decided they would throw a more appropriate party for Egbert's 14th birthday than the one they'd had on his 13th - one that would hopefully involve less dramatic apocalyptic scenarios, god please no more ******** apocalyptic scenarios.

And that was the day when he had become acutely aware of his strange affection for Harley. s**t was pure and true, like sap straight from the ******** tree, the kind of infatuation that was found in romcoms that would made Vantas weep into his tub of shitty troll knock off Ben & Jerry's.


==> Relive John's 14th Birthday

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PostPosted: Sat Sep 24, 2011 3:31 pm


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Karkat glowered at Vriska, baring his teeth at her before turning on John, his jaw working with barely restrained anger as he considered his words very, very carefully - he swore he would have thrown her out into the unforgiving depths of space many sweeps ago had John not been so ******** attached to her. How close they were to each other made his stomach churn in disgust, and honestly he'd rather have John march his a** back to his hive than have to spend time with that thing.

"Yes, I'd ******** mind - "


Before Karkat had the chance to go on and inevitably embarrass himself due to his being consumed by rage just from a ******** wantin' to get their movie on with his flush crush, an arm draped lazily around his shoulder, Gamzee leaning down to rest his chin on the opposing one, a slow smile spreading across his lips.

"C'mon, best friend, turn that frown upside down," his smile widened as he reached up to hook his index fingers around the corners of the shorter troll's lips, pulling them up. Karkat glared at him from the corners of his eyes, crossing his arms defiantly. "See, you're feelin' better already," he broke into a grin, a teasing lilt to his voice.


Karkat ground out, before adding a begrudging "Please." as an afterthought.

Gamzee let out an airy chuckle, dropping his hands to appease him, though he still kept his arm slung around his neck as he straightened himself. He supposed that in Karkat's defense, Vriska wasn't a ******** he'd particularly want to get his hang on with either, much less have her tagging along on something that would probably be considered a date, but he wasn't really sure what John and Karkat thought it was. Their relationship was a ******** miracle, of that much he was certain.

"Yeah, okay. I was headed to see Tavbro anyway to get some sick fires started and slam some wicked elixir, but I thought you looked like you could stand to chill the ******** out when I was up and passing by." he shot a smile down at him and received a scoff in return before he patted him on the back encouragingly, making to leave for Tavros' room.

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John, of course, hoped that the three of them could watch the movie together. After all, the more the merrier. Plus, they were both his friends. Though, to be honest, he kinda expected Karkat to object. He was prepared to persuade Karkat that Vriska joining would be fine, however, Gamzee came up and distracted that train of thought. John watched with a smirk as Gamz made Karkat smile. It was quite funny to look at, and he couldn't help but let a small laugh escape his lips.

He, personally, had nothing against Karkat's 'best friend'. Vriska, on the other hand, let John know exactly what she felt, and from his knowledge on troll relationships, he figured that they had a black relationship. So, it was kind of no surprise that he felt Vriska stiffen as Gamzee mentioned hanging out with Tavros.


That's it. All dreamy Nic Cage's aside. Vriska knew she could tolerate Gamzee fairly well around others, but bringing up hanging with Tav was a low blow. She detached herself from John and made her way to stand beside him instead, sending a particularly cold glare towards the higher blooded troll. "That's okay, Karkat...John, could you pleaseeeeeeee leave the movie here so I can watch it later? I think I'd enjoy Pupa Pan's company as well..." She stated, not taking her eyes off of Gamzee.

John didn't mind, he knew that Vriska would guard that movie with her life. Either that, or copy down it's code so if something did happen, they could alchemize another. So he nodded. "Sure, Vriska, I can do that!" That said, he quickly gave her a hug before she turned to make her leave behind Gamzee. "So, Karkat...Ready to get the show on the road?"

Vriska quickly hugged John back, giving him a peck on the cheek in the process. Something that he'd grown used to. It was purely platonic, but she loved the reaction it got out of Karkat. Anyways, she couldn't stick around to watch the freak out, she had bigger irons in the fire. No way was she going to let Gamzee monopolize time with Tav. In no time, she had caught up with her rival, keeping pace. "So, is that reeeeeeeeally what you were planning to do with Tav? Cause, my suspicions say otherwise..."


Karkat's already fraying patience was growing increasingly more worn and ragged at the expense of Vriska's antics, though considering how disgustingly disproportionate his willingness to tolerate her was to how very exasperating her psychological warfare was, he was being so ******** generous and utterly selfless that perhaps he would be in the process of releasing a single tear from the very grandeur of his devotion to being the best leader these incompetent trolls - whose intelligence was even less than the Earth wrigglers so proclaimed to be his 'very best friends in the entire paradox space' as decided by John - had he not been so preoccupied with keeping himself from grinding his teeth down to stumps upon the sight of Vriska pecking his cheek before going off to chase down Gamzee, who must have slunk off when he wasn't paying attention.

"Good riddance," he grumbled once she was out of earshot, crossing his arms indignantly before looking over to John, "And you. Who the hell invites someone on a da-...day of watching thinkpan rotting films, especially when that someone happens to be one of the many people on this Gog forsaken orbiting rock that I can only stand to be within a conversational setting with, much less in a five lawn measuring device proximity of, for more than ten seconds?" he snorted, acting as though what was almost a horrific blunder of his speech hadn't nearly occurred.

"I thought we were 'bros'," he stated in as falsetto an impression of John's voice as he could manage - not that he'd been practicing or anything -, accentuated with exaggerated air quotes and a raised eyebrow in a caricature of his lack of amusement. "As far as I know, the definition of that particular term of endearment excludes taking measures of purposely sabotaging one another in their attempts to spend quality time together." he sneered the last bit before indulging himself in a roll of the eyes, crossing his arms back over his chest again.

"Whatever. Let us make this transpire, or however it is that your ridiculous human retelling of shitty jokes goes."

Karkat turned to make his way towards his room, not bothering to check if John was following him or not because he figured that he'd wander after him like a little lost woofbeast, lest he rather go about aimlessly down the hallways.


John hardly noticed the kiss that Vriska had left on his cheek. It was somewhat expected with her now. That's just what some friends did. It didn't seem to make Karkat's mood improve though. John raised his eyebrow at the increase of crabbyness in Karkat. He listened to his friend rant, which wasn't out of the ordinary, wondering why he always was a sour individual.

"Awe, come on, Karkat...Vriska isn't that baaaaaaaad! She did help me a lot in the game, remember?" He pointed out, poking Karkat playfully. He knew his spider friend had some hard feelings against her from the others, but it was just because they didn't understand her like he did. However, Vriska made John not to tell anyone about her soft side. She thought of it as a weakness.

"And of course we're bros! You know I wasn't attempting to sabotage movie time. I just know that Vriska loves Nic Cage as an actor. I thought she'd appreciate it. Besides, I doubt she would have stuck around to watch Ghostbusters." He noted. It was true, Vriska wasn't all that fond of ghosts. She never told him exactly why, but he figured it had something to do with an event before the game.

"That would of left us two to spend 'bro' time together and watch your romcom's." John pointed out, noticing that Karkat's back was retreating towards his room. It took very little effort for John to catch up, what with his windy powers and all. Though, that did cause an upstir in the air, messing up his and Karkat's hair. To fix his blunder, John attempted to flatten his friends hair back down once he had caught up. Instead, he ended up nearly tripping and landing on Karkat in the process. As it was, his hand did pat Karkat's head rather roughly.

"Sorry..." He said, straightening himself back up as he sat the movies on the little table. And, since his two feet were back on the ground, he was able to successfully manage putting Karkat's hair back to normal as best he could, accidentally brushing his horns every now and then. Once he was finished, he gave Karkat a tentative apologetic smile.
PostPosted: Sat Sep 24, 2011 7:07 pm


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Gamzee's lips twitched in annoyance at Vriska's nerve grating voice as he walked down the corridor before quirking upwards in as eerily menacing a smirk he could muster as he spun on his heel in order to face her, shoving his hands in his pockets so as to not be lead into the temptation of wrapping them around her ******** neck and squeezing until it snapped.

No, no, that just wouldn't do, not now. He didn't need the others to think that he'd gone <******** normal again, God ******** forbid that he be sober. Karkat had made sure to ingrain it into him, made sure to burn it into his ******** thinkpan that if he were to go on a wall decorating spree again, they would kill him then and there without hesitation.

He couldn't <******** help that he wanted to give this place a splash of color every once in a while. Blue splatters sounded especially nice right then, but they'd come too far for him to ******** everything over just because a certain someone couldn't mind their own goddamn business.

"Well, your <********' suspicions can go get in line with the rest of the people waiting for me to give a ********> he snorted, smirk still in place. "What makes you think I'd say somethin' I didn't ********' mean?"


Vriska was not shocked in the least when he turned to look at her with a threatening gaze. She wasn't all that impressed. Honestly, did he forget her upbringing? Her flarping days? Obviously! Little, if anything, could scare the wits out of her. If anything, his actions amused her. Hence the low chuckle she let loose.

"Honestly, Makara....Your attempt to make me cower is entertaining..." She noted idly, looking up at his painted face. "And you know just as well as I as to why you'd say that in front of everyone else. We both know how Tavros can be...and we both know our aspirations with Mr. Nitram. If I were to say the same, that I was going to chill out with Tav, your response would be similar." With that said, a smirk returned to her face.

She and Gamzee may be different, but when it came to their feelings about each other, and about Tavros, and about each other being with Tavros, they were basically the same. So, it was no surprise that they came to the conclusion that they were the other's Kismesis. And, oh, how she hated Gamzee. With a flash of movement, her hand reached up and touched his face, smearing his face paint as she pulled her thumb down the side of his chin before using the same hand to grab his shirt and pull him closer. "So, naturally, I have to be there to make sure you do do exactly as you say..." .


Gamzee's smirk fell as she ran her thumb along the side of his chin, his eyes narrowing before he grabbed her wrist and tore her hand from his shirt, slamming her against the wall that would look so ******** good in the shade of cerulean running through her veins, pinning her against it with his hips. He raised her arm still within his grasp above her head and held her shoulder down with his other hand, digging his nails into her flesh as he glared down at her.

"What have I <********' told you about laying your filthy hands on me lowblood?" he inquired in a false drawl, a sadistic grin finding its way to his lips. "Or do I have to keep on <********' remindin' you?"


Vriska's face donned a smirk instantly at the reaction she managed to elicit from Gamzee. Perfect. She winced slightly as she was shoved against the wall, her back making a sharp impact. Yes, she was certainly going to feel that later. But, it was worth it. She laughed quietly before speaking, doing her best to ignore the fact that his hips were helping pin her against the wall.

"You really expect me to listen to you? Repeat that all you want...It's well worth my time to ignore your words and infuriate you." She ignored the pain his nails were inducing. She wouldn't be surprised if he was breaking the skin. Not that she minded. She had lost that whole arm at one point before the game. Though, her robotic arm would have come in handy in this current situation.

"Oh, go on...I know as much as you do that you want to see my blood shed...Everyone else is fooled, are they not? Even your moirail. Gog, he's too preoccupied with his red quadrant to even mind. It's almost like he's that pathetic seadweller." Really, her once Kismesisitude with Eridan was nothing compared to her hatred of Gamzee. "But you won't..will you? You too afraid...You don't want everyone on your a**. I get it...However...I could care less...Why restrain yourself, Highblood? It's in your nature. You get a rush, watching the colors mix." And with that said, she bit her lip intentionally, her teeth piercing the flesh, causing her cerulean blood to escape to the surface.


"Who said anything about wasting my breathe up and reiterating my <********' orders?" he mocked, his grin broadening. "If you don't want to listen the first time I ******** give them, we'll just have to do things the hard way, won't we?" he said the last bit in a derisively sing-song tone and raked his claws across her wrist with a flick of his own, slicing the skin there into shreds, thin lines of blue beginning to leak from the wounds left in his wake. He had to admit it wasn't the best form of punishment, but the only strife card he was allowed to be in possession of these days was bottlekind, just in ******** case. And, taking into consideration that a plastic bottle of Faygo was not the best tool to bash someone's face in, he had decided that riddling her wrists with scars was the only thing he'd really had going for him.

Unless...

He ran his tongue over his teeth, fixing his gaze onto a particularly enticing patch of skin on her exposed neck as she got her ********' rant on about something or other that he couldn't say he was interested in seeing as his concerns were more with her keeping her filthy ******** mouth shut permanently. He dipped his head to the curve of her neck and sunk his teeth into it, the taste of blood flooding his mouth. Despite him doing his best to keep her voice that was like a thousand ******** Vast Glubs tuned out, he was still able to pick up bits and pieces of it, such as the comparison of his moirail to the likes of Eridan, and that just made him clamp down harder before he pulled away with a snicker, licking his lips.

"You must be more delusional than I thought to think that the Subjugglator is afraid of spilling a bit of the itsy bitsy spider's blood."

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Vriska realized a bit too late that she shouldn't have been to eager to spill her own blood. The sting of her flesh being torn open on her wrist made her gasp a little. ONLY A LITTLE. Like she would ever bother with trying to listen to Gamzee. ********, she did as she pleased, when she pleased. Right now, she was experiencing what it was like to be a Kismesis with a crazy a** highblood. She glowered at him seconds before he decided that he'd add to her pain, bringing his teeth to her neck.

There was no doubt in her mind that as soon as he bit down that he had lacerated the skin. <********> She mumbled softly. Between the blue running down her restrained wrist, and the blood that was leaving her neck, she felt a bit dizzy. Nothing too serious, she had had worse after all, but just the faint traces of the room spinning. "I am NOT delusional...." She protested, preparing herself physically and mentally for her next move.

She brought her knee up to meet his bonebulge. Using the momentum she had, she took the opportunity to switch positions. She shoved him into the wall, right next to where he had pinned her. "I never said that you were afraid to spill my blood. I was referring to anyone else's. Anyone else who visits this compound. Any of us who played the game. You can't tell me that you haven't visited Alternia to satiate your bloodlust...." She said, seething, as she dragged a nail of hers across the underside of his chin. Hell, if he was going to make her bleed, you could be damn sure she was going to do the same to him (Even if she did entice him.)


Gamzee supposed that, in retrospect, he should have seen that one coming as he bit his lip to silence the involuntary groan of pain from the sudden impact that threatened to escape him, hissing out something along the lines of 'I am going to rip your ******** legs off, Serket', his fangs bared in a snarl as his eyes narrowed into slits.

"Has it ever <********' OCCURRED to you that maybe, just <********' MAYBE I actually give a s**t about my GODDAMN friends? PERISH THE ********' THOUGHT, right? GOD FORBID that I get up and emotionally invested in some ********, because I'm just <********' INCAPABLE of it, aren't I? Well then, RIDDLE ME ********> this - why don't I want to have Kar ever be scared of me again? Why am I holding back on grinding your bones together when all you ever do is get in my way? Why can't I get my hang on with my meowbeast sister without feeling like I'm going to be ********' SICK? Why is it that every time I UP AND TRY TO GET SOME ********> sleep I can only see Tav's dead eyes looking up at me from the ********' hole?"

His voice strained a bit as the last point, though from whether it had been from being on the verge of screaming himself raw or the question itself he wasn't sure. His expression faltered for a moment before returning with a vengeance, grabbing a fistful of her hair and dragged her up by it violently to bring them face to face, their lips so close together that their breath intermingled.

"If I didn't get my ********' visit on to Alternia every once in a while, I would have killed you by now, and Tav would be as crushed as your ********' skull would be, so you can see how this can be a bit of a problem for me, despite how <********> tempting it is," he growled before yanking her up just far enough to lock their lips together.


Vriska leered up at him, slightly amused. If he did intend to follow through with that threat, she knew that the likely hood that Tavros would pity her more was very likely. After all, he knew what it was like to be without the use of his legs, and to not have them at all. Gamzee would just be helping her. Something he wouldn't want to do.

As he raised his voice, her face twitched. It's not like she wanted to go deaf anytime soon. So, she adjusted to the volume changes. Vriska listened to his words carefully. So, he actually did care, beneath all that sopor and highblood tendencies. He felt remorseful for his actions. Well, not like she couldn't say the same. After all, John was proof. He heard her confession of guilt after she had killed Tavros. The thought of that made her flinch more than Gamzee ever could. If he hadn't tried to stop her...if it hadn't been for the good of all...She probably would have just incapacitated him again. She gasped as he yanked her hair to pull her closer, the distance between their lips, dangerously close.

"You don't think that I have recollections from the game? You don't think that I wake up with nightmares of Tav's blood on my hands again? You don't think that I regretted ever hurting him? I ******** pitied him, and I still do...And there's no way that..." Her words were cut off abruptly as he yanked on her head once again, pulling her further upwards, shocked as their lips met. Hmm, hatesnogging. Perfectly acceptable between Kismesis'.

That gesture alone reminded her of how she hated him with a passion, for that is how the black rom works. She hated the fact that he could be just as ruthless as she, but everyone saw him as the safer one. How he had the blood caste to get away with such things, while everyone called her the spider b***h. Everything she was was something that everyone could expect out of him, however, he couldn't do wrong. With rage, she pushed him harder against the wall, ignoring the throbbing in her neck, back, and wrist. Pain was nothing. All it did was prove you were alive. She bit on his bottom lip as she, too, wrapped a hand in his hair and yanked.


Gamzee snorted in contempt, wrenching himself away so as to properly sneer at her, indigo dripping from his lip that had been caught between her teeth and lust clouding his eyes that had been growing ever clearer from their sopor induced haze by the day.

"How ******** quaint, the little arachnid thinks that her prooooooooblems and emotiooooooons could ever possibly be anything but as <******** INSIGNIFICANT as she is.
" he scoffed disdainfully against her lips, twirling a lock of her hair around his finger in a mockery of a display of affection, a sly smirk crossing his features as he curled his hand into her ebony tresses once more and snatched her up further this time, forcing her to stand on the very tips of her toes.

Without warning, he turned and threw her back against the wall where she ******** belonged. He snaked a hand to the inside of her thigh and hooked her leg around his waist before pressing his chest flush against hers to make sure she wouldn't try to take control of the situation again.

As he slid his tongue past her lips after having pried them open, he supposed that this was as <******** close as he would get
to painting the walls with his wicked ******** miracles, and it was probably for the best. After all, he couldn't <******** BEAR to do anything that would hurt his potential matesprit - who, by the <******** way was going to be his, and only his - or his moirail. Because as much as Kar despised her, he still wanted to keep everyone together despite the fact that it may be detrimental to his sanity, and she was no exception. A fond smile at the thought of how much of a ********' softie his best friend was managed to find itself against Vriska's considerably less upturned lips.


Vriska smirked slightly as she noted the deep purple tint of blood that presented itself on Gamzee's lips as he pulled away from her. It might not be a lot of bloodshed in return, but, considering who it was, it was enough for her. At least it was for the time being, that could change. It all depended on how much he could piss her off, and her luck.

"Insignificant?" She scoffed. "Please, If I was as meaningless as you say, then why are we even here? I'm a threat to you, and you know it." She stated confidently as he played with her hair. Truly, if she meant so little to him, then he wouldn't bother with her at all. She noted as he pulled her up closer, using her hair as leverage, that it was getting harder for her to be able to stand. As if in an answer to her words, she suddenly found herself hurled back up against the wall.

This time, she couldn't restrain the gasp of pain that escaped her. However, she was quickly distracted from the discomfort in her back by Gamzee's next actions. She hadn't expected him to snatch up her leg and wrap it around his middle like he did. Her cheeks flushed with a blue blush as she gave him a quick raise of her eyebrow. Really, now? It seemed as if they had the same thought, cause as he pressed himself closer to her, her leg attempted to lure him in as well. Although, she wasn't going to make things so easy for him.

Gamzee had to put up a bit of a fight before she allowed his tongue to intrude her mouth. All the while, she had wrapped one arm around his waist, casually hooking her thumb behind the waistline of his pants. Her other arm had made it's way into his hair, working its way up to find the base of one of his horns.

However, any further actions were dashed from her mind as she was distracted by the sound of an all too familiar soft gasp that was quickly followed by a thud. Vriska didn't care how much Gamzee might have had the upper hand at that moment, but she pushed away from him, ignoring any pain she might have felt, and made her way over to the unconscious individual.

"Tavros!' She was certain Gamzee was right behind her, if not right beside her in her rush to get to the target of her red affections.
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==> Be future Tavros.

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Tavros looked at the two unconscious figures in front of him. Now, all he was waiting for was for them to wake up. Now, why was Tavros in a room with two knocked out trolls? Well, he had a bit of a bone to pick with them. Not much like his usual demeanor, but that had been changing as of late. And, it wasn't really something he disliked. He glanced between Vriska and Gamzee, noting how they were positioned while out cold. They were restrained so they couldn't up and kill him (in Vriska's case). After all, he only wanted to talk to them, and this seemed to be able to be the only way to get the two together with him were they won't act all oblivious.

Tavros was far from stupid. He knew very well that the two of them were black for each other. That was clear now. Apparently the both of them wanted to skirt around the subject with him. He suspected it had something to do with the fact that they didn't want him to blame himself. Ha, as if. Those days were gone.

Anyways, he also knew that they both had red ambitions for him. Well, he had something to say about that. Vriska, well, he had to come to forgive her for all she had done to him post Sgrub. However, after having Aradia help him aquire Vriska's copy of her ancestor's old journal, he started to understand why, or at least had a logical reason figured out for her actions. Which, he'd address with her soon enough. As for Gamzee, well, he'd heard about Gamz decapitating him not too long after Vriska had killed him. It wasn't something he liked to think about, but he was glad he couldn't remember. Other than that, Gamzee was cool in his books.

Still, he had to do this. He had decided to ask the two of them to dinner, unbeknownst to the other. When they found out, they didn't seem to happy. However, Tavros could tell they acted civil for him. What they also didn't know was that he had spiked their food. Vriska got a little taste of sopor slime in her 'pea soup' and Gamzee had a hoofbeast tranquilizer mixed into his food. Before too long, the two of them were out cold, and, with little trouble, he was able to cart them off to a part of the hive in the void where they'd probably never been. He was grateful then for the muscles he had grown into. Once they were placed carefully into their seats, it had been time for Tavros to play the waiting game. They should be waking up anytime soon.


Gamzee groaned as he slipped back into the waking world, slumping his head against the back of his chair which, upon further inspection, he noted absentmindedly he was hopelessly restrained to as he cracked his eyes open dazedly, gaze directed ceiling bound. He uttered a sound of confusion as his vision began contorting the images his thinkpan was having enough difficulty trying to process as it was, colors swirling and shapes erratically spinning in and out of his line of sight, his eyebrows drawing together in his stupor. He couldn't remember the last time he'd felt so ******** numb, but then again, he couldn't really remember anything in his current situation.

His eyes shifted sluggishly from the ceiling to the wall, on which a silhouette of a particular troll was propped up against, though he was not immediately discernible among the ******** miracles that were all up and invading his eyesight.

"Tav...?" he murmured, attempting to lift his head to try to get a better look at him, but immediately ruled that out as a possibility unless he'd rather his delirious state be made any worse from having to support himself. How the ******** did anatomy even work, anyway? He didn't know, and he didn't want to. Besides, there was a much more burning question that may be cause for alarm at hand: how the ******** did all these flutterbeasts get inside the Veil?

His pondering upon such wondrous Earth creatures managing to travel through space and maybe even time to get to their present destination, of which was dancing in the air above his head, joining the shapes and array of colors in a jumbled display of utter chaos was soon compromised as he turned his attentions to the chair that had come crashing down next to him, in which Vriska was occupying. He laughed softly as the flutterbeasts that he decided were pretty ******** amazing for such little guys began twirling around her head, one settling on her nose as Tavros readjusted her into a proper sitting position.


Vriska's head hurt as she came to. What the hell happened to her? The last thing she knew was that she was eating dinner with Gamzee and Tavros, and she had become a bit disoriented. Before too long, she felt so tired and out of it that she had decided to rest her head on the table for a minute. Before she knew it, she was out cold having sopor induced dreams. Crazy dreams. Things she didn't know if they were real or not while they were happening. Not that she actually knew it was Sopor, but still. Her eyes eased open gently, not having to worry about adjusting to any harsh light. The room she was now in was dimly lit. She went to lift her arm to rub her eyes when she found that she couldn't. Her wrists were held back by something, thus preventing her from moving her arms, they were tied behind her back and attatched to the chair as well. What the ******** was going on? Her eyes opened a bit wider after that. She tried to move everything else and discovered her ankled were held back as well. Basically, she was stuck to this stupid chair, and there was nothing she could do about it.

So, before doing anything, her eyes scanned the rest of the room. First, her eyes came to notice a chair beside her, a few feet away. Her eyes narrowed, realizing that Gamzee was there. It appeared as if he was in the same predicament as she. But, who put them there? She could feel the heat rising to her face in anger and frustration. After a bit of searching, she found a figure leaning against a wall. One of a troll she'd never suspect to be the mastermind behind her current situation. She couldn't deny on the inside that she was impressed, but that didn't mean she liked being where she was at the moment.

"TAAAAAAAAVROS! WHAT THE ******** IS GOING ON HERE!?" She shouted towards him, jerking her limbs at their constraints."LET ME GO! NOW!" She tugged even harder, ignoring anything that might have been said. She actually thought she was getting somewhere for a moment before...

-BANG-

Her chair landed with a loud noise on it's side, all her weight, and that of the chair, crushing her left arm. No doubt that it was going to be bruised. If her arms hadn't been. She hissed in pain moments before the chair was lifted, herself still attatched to it, and sat back down. Tavros had been quick to act, but she'd still have the pain in that arm for awhile. Speaking of which, it began to throb.


Tavros watched their limp figures. Sure enough, he was right. Gamzee was the first to come too, but he wasn't fully lucid. Far from it, actually. It was alright though, Tav could wait to explain what was going on until he was. Though, he was glad that his assumption had been right. Gamzee didn't spazz out or anything. Then again, that could have been due to the fact that he'd had enough tranq's to knock out a fully grown musclebeast. He smiled at Gamz as he muttered his name, knowing full well that he had tried to look at him, but was unsuccessful. Apparently he hadn't gained full control of his muscles yet.

Vriska, well, she was another story. It seemed as if her rage had burned off all effects of the sopor slime as she came to. At first she was quiet, trying to figure out what was going on, however, it wasn't long before she began yelling at him and demanding to be let go. He raised his eyebrow and smirked at her. It was quite funny, actually. For a change the little spider was caught in a web, and she wasn't too happy about it. If she kept up her ruckus, she was bound to...Yup, she had managed to knock herself over.

With a few quick strides, Tavros made his way over to her chair and picked her up deftly, placing her back down without a word. Though, he did send her a look that made her shut her mouth. It was harsh on his face, and he knew it shocked her. Before stepping away, he brushed her hair out of her face for her, much to her surprise. He took a step towards Gamzee and smirked at his friend, looking over at Vriska a moment before he leaned over and kissed Gamzee on the lips briefly. That action made Vriska's eyes flash dangerously at him and caused her face to flush a deep blue. Success.

"Now, I suggest you keep calm while we wait for Gamzee to come to his senses...I have something to discuss with the two of you.." He said in a stern voice. It was out of place, coming from him. Instead of looking for an answer from her, he made his way back to his perch against the wall. "That is, unless you'd want me to gag you as well..."


The corners of Gamzee's lips tilted up as Tavros kissed him, despite the fact that the rainbow stars emanating from his mouth were pretty ******** off-putting. He overlooked this, though, because if Tav wanted to up and get his multicolored nebula spewing on, he was all kinds of chill with that. He pitied that ******** just the way he was.

Gamzee's attention was abruptly compromised in favor of the walls that were currently melting into a radioactive sludge, because that s**t was miraculous, goddamn. All around him he was surrounded by ******** miracles, and perhaps he would be in the process of releasing a single tear from the beauty of it all were he not so preoccupied with the task of not succumbing to a ******** induced coma, and failing miserably. His eyelids felt heavier with every passing moment, and a fleeting thought of what ******** up and invented eyelids anyway flew through his mind before he fell back to unconsciousness.

When Gamzee once again became a certified member of the waking world, he was significantly less amused with his surroundings. He blinked blearily, subdued with the after effects of the tranquilizer. He made to rub his eyes, only to be vaguely reminded that he was tied down. He sighed in mild irritation but otherwise remained silent as he looked around, his bewilderment etched into his features.

"I guess it'd be cool if someone got their explanation on," he yawned, "cause s**t, man, I am all up in the mad disorientation."


Vriska eyed Tavros as he walked away from her. Yes, he had been kind enough to sit her back upright after her own actions caused her to fall on the ground in the chair. However, her brain was still trying to untangle the situation she was in. She wanted to know exactly why she was there, how Tavros had managed to get both her and Gamzee to who the hell knows where after somehow knocking them out. She also wanted to know what was so god damn important that pupa couldn't just talk to them like a normal troll would. Then again, he wasn't that far off from troll culture's norm, but from his, it was like he was nearly an entirely different troll.

She didn't know exactly why he was heading towards Gamzee, cause he was still totally out of it, but the reasoning was clear when Tavros up and kissed him, right in front of her. Her cheeks flooded with color, due to both rage and embarrassment. So, Tavros wasn't flushed for her? Or was this just some sick game for him to toy with her emotions. Either way, she wasn't all that happy. Vriska was actually taken aback when he suggested that he'd gag her if she didn't keep quiet.

Well, since Gamzee had just drifted back into lala land, she sighed, knowing she wouldn't be able to get her answers for a while. So, she bit her lip and cast her glance off to her left, looking at the floor to distract her from looking at Tavros, her head tilted downwards. .


Tavros was actually surprised at the fact that Vriska kept her mouth shut so easily. Apparently the threat of a gag was enough to get her to keep those pretty little fangs clenched tight, biting on her lips for aide. Although, he was certain if it had been anyone else that had said that to her (other than the John human), she would have kept running her mouth, arguing and protesting. Despite what a lot of the others thought, Vriska did care, she just cared more for some than others, and Tavros realized that a while ago. Basically, he noticed because he was one of the only few beings that would easily give her the time of day. It was easy to see that she did have feelings of the nicer nature. They might not be so nice to everyone else's eyes, but if you hung around her long enough (and you were on her good side) you'd notice. With a small sigh he took a few steps over to her, lifting her chin up so she'd look up at him once he was close enough.

"No need to look so absolutely....pitiful...right now, Vriska darling..." He stated, using that one word in particular on purpose. Her eyes flashed up at him, but there was hardly a trace of hostility in them. She was more confused and shocked more than anything at that moment as he reached around and cradled her neck with one hand as he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss right beneath her earlobe, nipping at the skin gently before pulling away. Vriska gasped softly at his actions, but before she could respond any other way, he was away from her once again, leaning back up against the wall.

He looked back at her, her face was flushed even more fully, but instead of keeping her gaze trained towards the floor, she looked back at him occasionally. After a while, their little exchanges of looks was broken by the sound of Gamzee coming to. Finally, time to get this thing started.

"Well, I had to get the both of you together where you couldn't play your game of 'let's not tell Tavros about us being in blackrom together.'." That got him a semi-surprised look out of at least Vriska. "I'm not stupid, I figured it out, and you guys were getting horrible at hiding it as well. I could care less that you two are hateromancing the ******** out of eachother. However, I'm more interested in the fact that I know the both of you are flushing red for me. " It sounded a little arrogant, for him to be saying things like that, but it was true.

"And, I wanted the two of you to know that I am not going to choose between the both of you. " At that point, he held up a hand, cutting of any protest. " I'm not going to choose cause I plan on having both of you in my red quadrant." And with that stated, a small smirk played its way across his lips, waiting for their responses.


Gamzee's eyebrows rose in moderate interest at Tavros' explanation, though he couldn't really say that he was surprised by this turn of events. He knew his flush crush brother would have found out sooner or later - which was apparently the former in this case - and would have probably wanted to get his ******** confrontation on. Though, if he were being honest, he would rather find out whatever the ******** it was that Tav had up and sprinkled lovingly in his grubloaf than be forced to hang around for the conversation they were about to have.

However, that last part of his little tirade threw him for a loop, and he looked to Tav with a confusion that could rival that of his confusion as to why there were flutterbeasts in the compound.

Was having two trolls in the same quadrant even ******** possible? He'd never heard of such a phenomenon, but then again, he wasn't really up in the ******** experience. That blasphemous ******** Strider had once mentioned offhandedly that humans could be up in the polyamorous biznasty or some s**t, whatever that meant. He figured it was something along the lines of having more than one partner in a quadrant, but humans only had one quadrant anyway so maybe they were just following the instincts of their troll predecessors.

All this rationalizing s**t was making his thinkpan ache, and Gamzee wasn't about that.

"I'm not real ********' sure how well that'd work out, Tavbro," he drawled, directing his gaze towards Vriska, "as you know, baby girl and I aren't ******** that up and get their share on with each other."

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PostPosted: Thu Oct 06, 2011 6:20 pm


==> Be current Tavros.

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Tavros had been looking forward to spending time with his best bro, Gamzee. They always had a great time hanging out, whether they were throwing down some sick fires, or things progressed to a sloppy makeout session. So, naturally, when Gamzee didn't arrive on time like he normally tried to do, Tav got a little worried.

Now, he didn't get worried enough to start panicking or anything, just enough to be concerned. He checked his husktop to see of Gamzee was online at the moment so he could ask if everything was alright. However, his friend wasn't logged in. Tavros decided to give him a bit more time. After all, Gamzee might have been distracted by some miracle that he'd have to come and show off to him once he remembered what he was doing or something like that.

But, Tav's positive thinking could only last so long. Before he knew it, he couldn't stand the worry anymore and he decided to set out to find his friend on his own. He stood up and stretched, pleased to feel the muscles in his legs relax a bit. Honestly, that was one of the awesome things that happend after the game. He had his legs back, fully functional and all. Of course, he was worried at first that Vriska would try and make him jump off a cliff again and cripple him once more.

However, since Karkat had made them all, the troll players of sgrub, promise not to harm each other again, with emphasis to Eridan, Vriska, and for some reason, Gamzee. Things between the twelve of them was still rocky at times, but they were way better than the old days. Vriska had even tried to teach him how to kiss properly, telling him that he'd have to know how to act in case sloppy makeouts occurred. Her attitude towards him really did seem to change. He actually did enjoy the sloppy makeout lessons she'd given him just as much as he and Gamzee had fun putting them to practice. Tavros couldn't believe his luck.

Also, he had grown a lot since the game, and he always had to make sure to turn himself sideways to get in through a door anywhere now. The horns he had were a bit of a nuisance at times, but he was pretty sure that it would be hard for someone else to actually push him around anymore, no pun intended.

So, he walked with a small air of confidence through the halls, keeping an ear and eye out for his familiar Capricorn friend. His eyes taking in everything. He'd even passed Aradia and asked her if she'd seen Gamzee. She hadn't, but he wasn't giving up hope. A couple minutes later, he rounded the corner and heard some familiar voices. The first had been Gamzee, he thought. It sounded different from his friend's lighthearted drawl. Anyways, he was just about to open his mouth when he heard Vriska's voice through the din. The tone very similar to their flarping days, condescending and challenging.

That made him stop. They weren't in view yet, but he'd never known them to be hostile with each other. Tavros bit his lip in thought before he rounded the next corner. The sight that met his eyes was an unexpected one. It couldn't be! No, why would Vriska and Gamzee be making out? Why would her leg be wrapped around his waist? Why would he be pressed up against her like that? They couldn't be matesprits, could they? That thought kind of sent an unfamiliar pang of jealousy through him. No, that absolutely couldn't be it.

Wait. Wait a minute. No, they couldn't be, could they? Kismesis? At that thought, Tavros gasped none too inaudibly as his vision began to spin. Next thing he knew, everything went black.
PostPosted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 5:43 pm


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Karkat pursed his lips and furrowed his eyebrows, his nose wrinkling in disgust at John's mimicking of Vriska's drawing out of syllables. He was unable to wrap his think pan around the concept as to why anyone would ever participate in such asinine tomfoolery, it was just so utterly stupid just like John and his stupid blue eyes that crinkled just the slightest bit when his lips were curled into that stupid smile that never seemed to falter simply because of the fact that he was just so ******** oblivious to everything and anything and his stupid hair that looked like he'd just rolled out of his recuperacoon after a long night of -
No.
Hell no.
Hell ******** no, he was not thinking about this, not now, and not ever, but especially not now.

"Yes, John, you have single-handedly proved how ******** Vriska is to me. She's an absolute saint, and I have been in the wrong all these sweeps and should fling myself at her godly feet beseeching her forgiveness before living out the entirety of my miserable life planting my lips ever so tenderly upon the ground on which she walks in hopes that one day her glory from the residue of the soles of her shoes rubs off on me," he leered up at the slightly taller young man, swiping at the hand he'd used to prod him with halfheartedly.

"Well. That's true, I guess," Karkat huffed. He supposed that things would have worked out in his favor for the most part anyway, though that was not to say that he was complaining about the distinct lack of the Scorpio's company. Maybe Gamzee had even planned it out that way, luring the vile temptress (that wasn't actually all that tempting, just vile) away to allow he and John to watch incredibly terrible movies in peace. But he seriously doubted his best friend had that kind of foresight.

His temporary calm, however, was violently interrupted when John decided that it was a great idea to do the goddamn windy thing while they were inside when he could have just as easily caught up by walking like any other person would and holy ******** s**t what did he think he was doing.

Before Karkat was able to jerk himself away and protest that he was quite capable of fixing his hair himself, but thanks for ******** it up anyway a*****e, John had his hands in his hair attempting to smooth it down to a less wildly disheveled state and - GODDAMMIT EGBERT - when he brushed his horns by mistake, he could have sworn his knees were going to give out from under him and he wobbled unsteadily, his eyelids drooping a bit and he internally grimaced as a sound of contentment rose from the back of his throat.

He was going to ******** kill him.

As soon as his head stopped spinning.


John rolled his eyes and laughed a little at Karkat's statements about Vriska being a saint and such. It was quite funny and could not be helped. He knew that Vriska, personally, would have loved having someone, basically, grovel at her feet. He shook his head before speaking.

"You know Vriska'd like that..and she did reach god tier like me, but there's no need to do that! You're already awesome just the way you are! So, there goes your need to kiss the ground..Which is gross, by the way...But it has to be better than the Batter Witch's confections..." He ended up trailing off in thought. It was true, anything would taste better than Betty Crocker's goods.

"And see! She wouldn't have ruined bro time. But, I guess she's going to have fun hanging out with Gamzee and Tavros." He was trying to keep things light and positive. Goodness, someone had to around Mr. Crabbypants here. Also, he was trying to distract Karkat from his blunder with the windy thing.

However, he was a bit shocked as he noted Karkat's posture waver. Did he happen to knock the balance out of him or something? Well, to be safe, John wrapped his arms around him, hoping that would stop him from falling, in the off chance. Though, something caused him to give Karkat a studious look.

"Uhh....Karkat? What was that noise you just made? It sounded like a purr...something that cats do when they're happy..." He raised an eyebrow, a bit confused, quirking his head to one side. Karkat showing he was happy? That was something he thought he'd never see. He wondered idly on what could have made Karkat make that noise, running the past few actions between the two through his head once more.

In an experimental fashion, he pulled one arm out from around Karkat, sure that the one arm left would be enough to steady his friend if need be, and lifted his hand back up to the top of Karkat's head. He ran his hand through the dark mop of hair atop the troll's head, messing it up once again, before attempting to smooth it back out. When his hand came in contact with the nubby horns that were there, something clicked. That had to be the reason why, right?


Karkat tried his best to stop the irrevocably idiotic object of his pity from carrying out his mistaken obligation as a self proclaimed pal-honcho of doing whatever he could to spread joy to those he cared for - even if that meant committing a heinous sin that he obviously hadn't the slightest ******** clue of -, he really did. Though his valiant efforts were for naught, much to his dismay, for he hadn't even gotten the chance to worm his way out of John's embrace (and dear God, it was everything he'd ever dreamed of and more) before his fingers once again found themselves grazing his horns, and that was it. He was ******** done.

Karkat's legs had, indeed, succumbed to the rush of endorphins coursing through his body, causing him to slump limply against the boy who'd put him in this compromising position in the first place, his forehead pressed against the other's shoulder.

"John..." he sighed softly, which, he was pretty sure, was the exact opposite of the growl he'd intended to make that was supposed to clue him in to the fact that he should probably step the ******** off if he valued his pathetic life. He would never live it down if someone saw him like this - he had a reputation to uphold, and John was literally going to ruin sweeps of work to establish some goddamn respect around here single-handedly.

"Sto-ooop," he managed to utter, deciding to ignore the way his voice rose to what was probably equal to the frequency of a particularly pleased female like those from his romcoms, instead focusing what energy he was able to conjure in fighting off the heat that threatened to rise to his cheeks as well as other regions of his anatomy that he'd really prefer to not think about because god ******** dammit, he was not going to allow his bothersome hormones get the best of him over Egbert's hopelessly clueless shenanigans.


John was surprised to find that Karkat's legs went slack and that the slightly shorter male had ended up resting his head on his shoulder for support. Not like, his whole body weight on him, but enough for John to realize that what he was doing was the cause of his friends seemingly involuntary actions. Points on his pranking wall for that! He smirked a little, but in all reality, it was strange to see Karkat that way.

He wasn't able to look down at his friend completely, after all, there was only so far you could turn your head when someone was using your shoulder as a resting place. Then, Karkat said his name. Which, you know, wasn't really that weird, cause, it was his name and all. But, the tone in which it was said was what was odd. He actually didn't sound yelly or crabby.That in itself shocked him and made him pause for a moment. Holy moley. John almost thought that that was impossible, for Karkat to actually sound anything but annoyed.

Then came the plea for him to cease. But, he kinda didn't want to. Not really. John found it, well, cute that Karkat was acting in such a manner. It was a side of the Troll that John had never seen before, and he wasn't so sure he wanted to let it go so quickly. He did let up on his horn for a moment, in favor of making sure Karkat's hair was out of his face. Once that was done, he chuckled.

"Daw, Karkat...you forgot the magic word!" He teased momentarily, reaching his hand up to hover over the closest nubby horn on Karkles' head. " I could just keep on messing with you like this...it's so precious to see you actually in a pleased mood!"


"'M not ******** pleased you... unbelievably...insufferable...goddamn it, Egbert, ******** off." Karkat breathed against his neck as he struggled to lift his head off of his shoulder in an act of defiance, growing increasingly frustrated with both how his vocal cords so blatantly betrayed his words, delivering them gently with an accompanying purr of satisfaction slipping from him rather than with the harsh bite he'd wanted them to contain, and at his unfathomable lack of articulation. His rank of THE BEST FRIEND LEADER ANY TROLL HAD EVER SEEN IN THE ENTIRE PARADOX SPACE EVER on the echeladder had dropped alarmingly, down to the rung of THE MOST PATHETIC PIECE OF s**t THIS SIDE OF THE VEIL INCLUDING ERIDAN YOU SAD, SAD LITTLE GRUB.

Congratulations, Vantas. You really brought the greatest shame any young, aspiring troll was capable of bearing this time. Give yourself a well deserved pat on the back.

Oh, wait, you can barely <******** move thanks to the kid you've been waxing red for after getting over your silly black infatuation with him, which you literally had from the moment you set your eyes on him on your Trollian log to the second your eyes met with his and he was actually looking back. And, damn it all, you've never forgotten what you found in those abnormally large eyes that looked as though they could mirror Skaia that truly made you pity John Egbert, and you're not sure you wanted to -

Alright ******** this monologue s**t, he was making some serious - which is to say, not much at all - progress on freeing himself from his imprisonment, how about we focus on that instead of ridiculous poetically worded flashbacks no one cares to hear, ********? Okay.

Karkat had managed to lift his head enough to meet John's gaze, mustering a wavering glare directed towards him and, after nearly replacing himself in the predicament he'd just gotten out of due to a rather brazen stroke John had given his horn, he decided that desperate times called for very desperate measures.

After a few trying moments of raising his arms achingly slowly, he grabbed John's shoulders, and pushed himself up just the slightest bit, planting his lips as firmly as he could on his.

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PostPosted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 11:07 pm


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Feferi was having herself a grand ole time. She and Sollux had planned a day for them to hang out on the beach on Alternia. She thought it was just so quaint, mainly cause it's where their two 'worlds' met. The land and the sea, where they meshed in harmony. Hopefully, some day her planet would be the same way as well.

Now that they were able to go back home, Feferi was sure that she'd get her shot at ruling, becoming the empress. It was something she took very seriously. She wanted to make things right, but it would take time, and she knew that. She had plenty of time. For now, she just wanted to have fun with her matesprit. Sure, a lot of other trolls didn't see why she picked Sollux over someone with higher blood, but she didn't care what they said, really. She pitied him, and that's all that was to it.

Well, at least that's all they needed to know. Of course the rest of her race wouldn't know anything about the game, but those who were a part of it could never forget, and the game set things in motion that couldn't be undone. One of those things was her feelings for Sollux, and her feelings towards Eridan.

It really was funny how drastically their relationship towards eachother had changed. Everyone thought that the two seadwellers were meant for eachother, destined to be flushed. Well, they'd have never thought that things would have turned black as black as coal between them. Served him right, killing her in the game. Oh well, time for happier things.

She hopped up from her spot in the sand, abandoning her feeble attempt to make a sand castle and made her way over to Sollux. He was trying to finish up the last bit of some code for some programming thing or another. It was so cute how into his work he got. But, now it was time for Feferi to spend with him. She kissed him on the forehead before using one hand to deftly punch in the save shortcut and close the husktop.

"No more work, please?" She said softly, standing up and taking his hand to lead him on a walk towards the water.


Sollux tapped away at his husktop, the features of his face set in vague annoyance. This stupid ******** code shouldn't be taking this long, but of course Karkat had irreversibly - and by that, he meant irreversible by Karkat's ability - screwed over a code for one of the alchemizers back in the void that could possibly starve all the trolls residing there to death. Or, at least, have them moaning and sobbing like a bunch of pussies about how hungry they were until he was able to drop by to fix it. However, he didn't have that luxury, as Karkat had bullied (read: cried over Trollian until Sollux gave in like the ******** fantastic friend he is) him into fixing it right that very moment, despite the fact that he was on a date.

Karkat, of course, paid no heed to this, and instead went off an a tangent of how he wouldn't be able to romance John properly if he didn't have the necessary provisions just because Sollux was being a total bonebulge muncher about it. As far as Sollux was concerned, he and his ambitions to get John to hit the pail with him could go ******** themselves, but Karkat was nothing if not determined.

And good ******** God was he determined.

Paying no mind to his Trollian window, which was currently exploding with notifications of Karkat checking up on his progress, he continued trudging through the sea of numbers and symbols on the screen, undoing the havoc the less coding competent troll had wrought. His gaze shifted to Feferi as she kissed his forehead before abruptly turning back to the screen to see her saving the work he was literally this close to finishing before promptly shutting the husktop.

Sollux's initial reaction was to sigh in irritation - after all, he was never going to hear the end of this from Karkat - but upon reconsideration, he decided that Karkat was a ******** a*****e and could eat rocks chipped from the asteroid for all he cared. So, instead, he offered Fef a toothy grin and stood up with her, captchaloguing his husktop as he did.

"Anything you want, your Highness," he teased. He directed his attention to his vibrating pocket, fishing his mobile ringer from it. He had, of course, expected none other than Karkat's trollhandle to flash across the screen, and decided to humor him since his code wasn't going to be done anytime soon.


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CG: SOLLUX, WHAT THE SWEET ALMIGHTY TAINTCHAFING ******** ARE YOU DOING.
CG: WHAT IS TAKING YOU SO LONG.
CG: WHY DID YOU STOP CODING.
CG: YOU IGNORANT BUCKET OF FESTERING DISCHARGE I'M NOT SURE IF YOUR PAINFUL LACK OF A THINKPAN CAN REMEMBER THIS BUT *I CAN SEE YOU*
CG: I ******** E I KNOW YOU'RE NOT DOING WHAT I TOLD YOU TO.
CG: SOLLUX
CG: FOR THE LOVE OF THE MIRTHFUL MESSIAHS AND ALL THAT IS CONSISTING OF MIRACLES
CG: I WILL END YOU IF YOU DO NOT FINISH THAT CODE.

TA: oh my ******** god kk why are you 2o ob2e22ed wiith me

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CG: GET BACK HERE CAPTOR I'M NOT DONE WITH YOU YET.


With that, Sollux shut the ringer device off before shoving it back in his pocket, twining his fingers between Fef's. "Sorry about that. No more interruptions, I promise."
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