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Godstuck, A NEw SGRUB session.

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Post by bluefire31 Fri Aug 09, 2013 3:08 pm

Your name is JHENKO MINGLA. You are ABOUT 7 OR 8 solar sweeps old. YOU DONT KEEP TRACK REALLY, And why should you? With a blood color like your own, your up there with the sea dwellers. Meaning longevity is a given, but that doesnt mean you cant die. Infact, YOU'VE HAD MANY NEAR DEATH EXPERIENCES, although somehow your still kicking. You have no idea why.

Your hobbies include, PAINTING WITH ALL SHADES OF THE RAINBOW, HANGING OUT WITH YOUR LUSUS, AND GOING OUTSIDE. But not in the sun, no no no. You're no jadeblood. But its dark where you are and just where are you excatly? Well, you move to the door, stepping outside. Another thing, YOUR HOME IS RATHER LARGE. IT has a large room just for your mother Lusus. Speaking of her, where is she?

You peek up into she sky to see a large form move to the back of your hive. She's home. How do you know its yours? Well, you hear the tell a tale purr for you from inside. You smile and walk back inside, but you get distracted by something. Oh. . .  Fiddlesticks. It looks like you smeared some paint in one of your terrors. Speaking of them, it seems like last nights terror gave you a painting. Its a strange + like shape made up of blocks. With a triangle at the top, then a few names written under it. To the right side there is a trollian symbol just beside them.

You frown. You used so many shades on this. But you hear the crying from Flutters room, and know she brought you something. You walk over and look inside. You see a trol flailing in her grip, before a small puff of Emenice - Your blood color - comes from her wings. You close your eyes and wait for the sizzling to stop to step forwards. The troll became a pretty color of Yellow. Yay. You needed more. You take out a vial and collect the yellow for your varying shades. Oh, Flutters.

You turn your head to her. And you quietly pet her head. She wraps her wings around you in a large hug. You try to speak, but it comes out as really "MPHPMRFMPF MPFULFFDRSH." Which is pretty bad. But she knows what your saying and gives a purr. After a few seconds she releases you. You heard some trolls compare it to a 'GRANDHIGHBLOOD', and how Flutters could wrap her wings around him. You dunno. She seems bigger to you, but oh well.

You move to your computer, logging into trollian and trolling one of the names on the list. Your gonna be so weird, your just like that.

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That sounded so much better in your head. Now you so so creepy.

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God dammit. You slam your head into your desk.

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"Oh my fucking god. . . . " You slam your head into your desk, this time enough to draw a small amount of blood on your forehead. You quickly heal, shaking your head.

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FUCK YOU TOO DREAMS. THANKS FOR THE REASONS FOR EXPLAINING THINGS. SERIOUS. THANKS.

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You peer through your computer. THere it is, the Exe. You wonder if this too was the game of a nighterror.

DC: -- Sent a link! sgrub.exe --

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Oh fuck. You got that blood a while back, when a highblood tried to fight you. And you mean the highest of high, one of the many violent heiresses and heirs. You killed them with your acidic paints.

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lolwut

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You quickly take your grub top with you and move into flutter's large garden chamber. All kinds of flowers grow here, and all of them are flutters. As you enter she purrs, lifting her head to look at you.

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Highbloods are pysically strong, or pysically fit. Your a bit of both. Your not insanly strong, but you can Pin a troll to a wall easy enough. But you prefer to be fast then strong. But even this valve isn't moving. You sigh, walking back to the computer.

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"Flu-Flutters?" You take a step forwards. Her retractable roof fell inwards onto her. Her body is crushed, and her wings. Her head and a single leg flial to try to escape. You rush over and kneel down next to her. You begin to panic, tears falling down your face. "OH GOD FLUTTERS OH GOD I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO YOU CANT DIE!"

She looks at your tears and uses her anteni to try to hug you.

More tears insue.

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You look her over. You've got no choice. This cant happen to her. . .

You slip out your acidic paint. A mixture of mutant blood and some chemicals. Passed down from your ansecestor in a small book you have.

You dip a brush into it. Flutters knows what your doing and stops her struggling. You lean forwards, planting a quick kiss on flutters forehead before moving your brush up. You paint a halo on her head, and that halo would follow her to death. It eats into her mind, into her brain, killing her in a few sexonds. Her head falls to the floor, her eyes still staring around. Like they always did.

You slowly stand up, but your hands are stained with her emenice blood. The same shade as your own.


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You walk back to your computer.

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Its your own blood color. You use your own to paint all the time. Why should it worry you? You killed her, you know she's dead.

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Oh god dammit. Right. You give a loud groan and slip down in your chair. Your meant for big things, yea. . .

You always called bullshit on it. Always. You want to be happy but its like. . . . The colors of the hemospectrum are just so pretty. You started to paint with it at a young age, when you first got here even.

But you still hate the word 'Highblood'.

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Purple circle thing, out. Flutters, in.

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watdafuck.

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"Oshit."

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Flutters nods. Do something. Now. Soon. RIght now. Not soon, now.

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You trace the sign perfectly, the paint eating away to the interior, before suddenly exploding outwards. You blink, looking at the empty space where the box just was.

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Flutters speaks up, looking at you and quickly explaining.

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You sigh heavily. What the fuck is wrong with you. Why the fuck did you have to. . . . You give a small growl, then just shaking your head and slamming your grub top shut. You look outside, seeing strange little imps. But your mind starts to get foggy. . . . And you feel like your gonna pass out. Which, you almost do.

You look outside again, the little imps.

Your face curls into a large grin. You wonder if they bleed.

You quickly leap out your window to find out, the look of murder so clear on your face.
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