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Godstuck, A NEw SGRUB session.
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Godstuck, A NEw SGRUB session.
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.
That sounded so much better in your head. Now you so so creepy.
God dammit. You slam your head into your desk.
FUCK YOU TOO DREAMS. THANKS FOR THE REASONS FOR EXPLAINING THINGS. SERIOUS. THANKS.
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 --
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.
lolwut
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.
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.
"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.
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.
You walk back to your computer.
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.
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'.
Purple circle thing, out. Flutters, in.
................................................................................
watdafuck.
"Oshit."
Flutters nods. Do something. Now. Soon. RIght now. Not soon, now.
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.
Flutters speaks up, looking at you and quickly explaining.
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.
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.
- Spoiler:
- VP: :?
DC: Hey? Uh. . . Im Jhenko!
VP: Oh, OkAy?
VP: i hAte tO Be rude, But why Are yOu trOlling me :?
DC: I uh. . .
DC: Uh. . . Its. . .
DC: I dew nut knuw . ..
DC: I just felt like I had tew, yew knuw?
VP: nOt reAlly, nO lOl
DC: Well. . . I jsut had tew. It was buggin meh all day.
DC: Sorreh, should I just leave yew alone?
VP: wAit hOw did yOu even get my hAndle?
DC: I. . . Uhh. . .
DC: I somehow woke up tew a painting wif et on meh wall. . .
That sounded so much better in your head. Now you so so creepy.
- Spoiler:
- DC: I must have had a bad dream, tew paitn in my sleep and WRITE
God dammit. You slam your head into your desk.
- Spoiler:
- VP: right, OkAy
VP: sO whAt exActly Are yOu pestering me fOr
VP: i meAn i dOuBt its just tO strike up A cOnversAtiOn
DC: I acctually just wanted tew talk with yew, and invite yew tew something. . . I heard of dis game.
VP: A gAme?
DC: Lemme look at it. . . Uhh. . .
DC: Sgrub!
VP: never heArd Of it. whAts it ABOut?
DC: I uh. . .
DC: I dew nut knuw. . .
VP: sO yOu wAnt tO plAy A gAme yOu knOw nOthing ABOut
- Spoiler:
- DC: No. ..
DC: But. . .
DC: ITs. . .
DC: Its really tewugh tew explain!
VP: listen this hAs Been intriguing, But yOure nOt mAking Any sense here
DC: I never dew.
DC: I reall- Ugh . ..
VP: ughhh
DC: I blame all of the blood.
VP: wAt
DC: I paint with blood.
DC: Its all over my walls, and sometimes I will just paint wat I knuw and sometimes wat I dewnt.
VP: while interesting And...tO Be hOnest, right up my Alley, whAt dOes thAt hAve tO dO with Anything
DC: Lately I have been painting the sgrub sign, and yewr troll handle.
VP: reAlly?
DC: yes.
DC: I think we really have tew play. A few others tew!
VP: whO?
DC: Ive been painting other handels.
DC: More come each day, I only have a few others though >.<
FUCK YOU TOO DREAMS. THANKS FOR THE REASONS FOR EXPLAINING THINGS. SERIOUS. THANKS.
- Spoiler:
- VP: right...
DC: Look, this must be really strange.
DC: I knuw, I knuw.
DC: But its like a thing in my dreams. . .
DC: IS yelling at me tew.
VP: sO im suppOsed tO plAy A gAme with sOmeOne i dOnt even knOw
VP: BecAuse yOur dreAms
VP: tOld yOu tO
VP: -_-
DC: Im Jhenko remember!
VP: yOur nAme dOesnt meAn i knOw yOu!
DC: Look, I invite yew tew my hive if yew want. But yew wanted tew knuw mah drive.
DC: And that was mah drive
VP: i reAlly...dOnt think thAts A gOOd ideA
VP: just send me the dOwnlOAd And well see if yOure As crAzy As im sure yOu Are
DC: Alrite.
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 --
- Spoiler:
- VP: OkAy its dOwnlOAding nOw
VP: sO dO yOu knOw whAt i shOuld Be lOOking fOr Once its cOmpleted?
DC: I dew not know! From mah paintings it moves things in real life!
DC: Sew. . . . Try to move someting I guess?
VP: listen yOu reAlly shOuldnt put sO much fAith in yOur dreAms BecAuse thAts BAsicAlly impOssiBle
VP: OkAy cOnnect tO my server pleAse
DC: Connected!
DC: Trust me! These dreams were sew clear!
VP: whOA whO is this BrOAd
DC: Uh?
DC: hang on, Ill jump up and down once to see if its me!
VP: OOps
VP: jegus wtf did yOu dO tO yOur hive
DC: Its paintings?
VP: mAde Of the BlOOd, right?
DC: Look, Okay, this is the one I was talking about. See how its painted in green with the sgrub sign?
DC: Yes.
DC: I scribbled your handle here. Oopos. . . . Danggit I smeared now I gatta fix it. .
VP: right...
VP: wAit hOly fuck nO mOve
DC: Wat?
VP: thAt One right there, is thAt fuschiA
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.
- Spoiler:
- DC: Yus. . .. UHh-
VP: hOw the fuck
VP: did yOu get thAt
DC: Its. . . ..
DC: Uh. . .
VP: ive Been trying tO get my hAnds On sOme Of thAt since i wAs A wriggler
DC: I. . .
lolwut
- Spoiler:
- DC: Wait, really
VP: yeAh!
VP: its the Only One im missing in my cOllectiOn!
DC: Well. . . I have a few vials. . .
DC: Here, follow me. . . . See?
VP: yOur pAinting supplies, i guess?
DC: Yep! I go out and hunt alot! Thats wat yew dew when your meh!
VP: yOu kill Other trOlls just fOr pAint
VP: hOly shit i Only get A little Bit fOr my cOllectiOn, i dOnt kill them!
DC: Well. . . I don't alwaehs dew it. Flutters does sum!
VP: whO the fuck is flutters
VP: thAt yOur lusus Or sOmething
DC: Yea! Here, follow me again!
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.
- Spoiler:
- DC: This is flutters! Or motherfly is you want.
VP: Omfg
VP: thAt thing cOuld shit On my lusus
DC: wat
VP: its fucking huge!
DC: Well yus, thats flutters!
VP: wOw OkAy wOw
VP: the fuck Am i suppOsed tO Be dOing
DC: She gives the best hugz!
DC: I dunno! We should nut go much further! The others need to play tew!
VP: we mAy As well get dOne whAt we cAn sO we cAn help the Others when they stArt
VP: i hOnestly dOnt knOw why im even plAying, it dOesnt even mAke sense
DC: Well.
DC: Lemme go back to mah room.
DC: My grub top is heavy! ._.
VP: whAt the fuck dOes thAt even meAn
DC: Nevur mind it.
VP: sigh
DC: Alright. I think yew can mess with things in my hive tew. Try to uhh. . . .Here, move my table or something
VP: sure
VP: where dO yOu wAnt it
DC: Your choice! Its just to see what it does.
VP: OkAy By the windOw it is
VP: OkAy sO this gAme is fOr redecOrAting this is fucking stupid
VP: Oh wAit drOpdOwn BAr, One sec
VP: OkAy sO theres these weird mAchines thAt i think i cAn put in yOur hive
VP: this Ones cAlled the 'Alchemizer', im putting it where yOur tABle wAs
DC: Okay!
VP: OkAy, i think i cAn fit the Other twO in here if i mOve yOur pOd Beside the tABle
DC: Go ahead.
VP: theres the cruxtruder
VP: And this Ones the tOtem lAthe
DC: This is so cool.
VP: nOw whAt the fuck dO they dO
DC: Uhh. . .
DC: The one with the top on it, does it say how to open it?
VP: yOu meAn the cruxtruder?
DC: Yea.
VP: idk, try thAt wheel On the Big tuBe pArt
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.
- Spoiler:
- DC: Ugh. Its not. . . . Working.
VP: mind if i try?
DC: Go ahead.
DC: Well. . . .
DC: ITs open. . . Wha
DC: Shet, that sounded like it came from flutters room
VP: whAt in the Bulge fOndling fuck is thAt flOAting thing
VP: hellO?
VP: Oh yOure checking On yOur lusus
VP: Oh dAmn
"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.
- Spoiler:
- VP: Omfg
VP: is it
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.
- Spoiler:
- VP: Oh my gOd
VP: did thAt just fucking kill yOur lusus
VP: whAt the hell kind Of BlOOd is thAt?!
You walk back to your computer.
- Spoiler:
- DC: Blood with chemicals. . .
DC: And I had tew, she would dew it for meh. . .
VP: whAt the fuck even cOllApsed And why
DC: The ceiling. . .
DC: We both had been meanin to patch et up.
VP: O...kAy?
DC: What's that floaty thing again?
VP: idk, hOld On
VP: OkAy when i hOver the cursOr Over it its cAlled A 'kernelsprite'
VP: i lOOked it up On the internet tO see if AnyOne else hAs plAyed this gAme
DC: Wats it say?
VP: it sAys sOmething ABOut prOtOtyping, whAtever thAt meAns
VP: But AppArently i hAve tO thrOw sOmething intO the kernelsprite myself
VP: But it hAs tO Be kind Of Alive fOr sOme reAsOn
VP: like thrOwing yOur desk in Or sOme shit wOnt wOrk
DC: Kind of alive? Cud it be dead?
VP: But if i threw like A picture Of sOmething it wOuld wOrk BecAuse fuck lOgic
VP: huh? Oh
VP: yeAh, prOBABly
VP: whAt, yOu wAnt me tO use yOur lusus?
DC: Yus. I can go. . . .Remove her head. . . If thats easier.
VP: why BOther i cAn pull the ruBBle Off her in like A secOnd
DC: Alrite.
VP: see? just used A Bigger piece tO shOvel the rest Of this shit Off
VP: OkAy im drAgging it thrOugh And Omfg
DC: Wat did you just do
VP: the BlOOd is kind Of getting everywhere im sOrry O_O
DC: Awuh. . .
DC: Ill repaint them later
VP: ...right thAts the Only prOBlem
VP: quick questiOn BefOre i cOmpletely desecrAte the shit Out Of yOur lusus
DC: yus
VP: just mAking sure im nOt kind Of lOsing it But yOur lusus BlOOd is sOrt Of A Big deAl
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.
- Spoiler:
- VP: And if yOure hemOtyping...
VP: why Are yOu BOthering with A gAme
VP: i meAn i reAlly cOuldnt give hAlf A flying fuck ABOut the hemOspectrum But why is A sO cAlled highBlOOd dOing this
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'.
- Spoiler:
- DC: huh? You lost meh thar. . . Look lemme just-
DC: Huh? I know Im up there with the sea dwellers but come on.
DC: Look Ill go get her head and you can throw it in.
VP: Oh gOd dOnt even get me stArted On seA dwellers
VP: Oh whAt OkAy
VP: wAit nO
VP: i AlreAdy hAve her whOle BOdy why dO yOu just wAnt tO use her heAd thAts kind Of messe dup
VP: messed up*
DC: Fine. . . Good thing the doors are really big and the ceilings are really high!
DC: Ill try tew stay out of the way.
VP: i guess thAts One wAy tO lOOk At it
VP: OkAy here gOes
Purple circle thing, out. Flutters, in.
................................................................................
watdafuck.
- Spoiler:
- VP: O_O
DC: Flutters?
VP: whAt the ActuAl hell is thAt
DC: Its flutters! And she can talk!
VP: wAit hOld On theres sOmething gOing On with the cruxtruder
VP: theres A clOck ticking dOwn
VP: i think its Been gOing ever since we releAsed the kernelsprite
"Oshit."
- Spoiler:
- DC: Oh
DC: Gog. We shud dew something about that?
VP: idk mAyBe?
Flutters nods. Do something. Now. Soon. RIght now. Not soon, now.
- Spoiler:
- VP: wAit let me lOOk it up
VP: wAit i cAn dO sOmething else with the cruxtruder
DC: Like wat?
VP: OkAy sO AppArently it mAkes these things cAlled cruxtite tOtems
VP: And id Bet mOney thAt yOu cAn dO sOmething with these tOtems At the tOtem lAthe
VP: wAit when i grABBed the tOtem A new item shOwed up
DC: Wat
DC: Well put the totem down.
VP: here yOu gO
VP: OkAy sO this new things cAlled A pre-punched cArd, whAtever thAt meAns
DC: Well theres a slot thing on the totem thing.
VP: tO fit the tOtem Or the cArd
DC: Uhh. ..
DC: The card. And the totem could go here.
VP: OkAy dO thAt shit, see whAt hAppens
VP: i suggest thAt Big ButtOn
VP: nO nOt thAt One
VP: left
VP: yeAh thAt One
DC: Alright. did it just carve the totem>
VP: yup
VP: nOw whAt the fuck dO we dO
DC: Uh. . . The alchemi-thing has a slot for this rite?
VP: dOes it?
VP: Oh OkAy then
VP: Oh hey thAt cOuntdOwn is getting kind Of clOse, yOu shOuld hurry
DC: Lemme just start runnin.
DC: Alright there, now wut. Uhh. . .
VP: OkAy sOmething just pOpped up On my screen
VP: OkAy i cAn mAke A 'cruxtite OBject'
DC: Try it?
VP: OkAy its there
VP: wAit whAt is thAt
VP: it lOOks like A...
DC: . . . A box? But it has a picture on et
VP: :?
DC: Oh! I need to use the acid paint. . . Keep an eye on the clock will ya?
VP: uhm yOuve gOt like thirty secOnds
VP: wAit why is my screen zOOming Out
VP: Oh my fucking gOd hurry
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.
- Spoiler:
- VP: wAit whAt
VP: just hAppened
VP: uhhh dO yOu reAlize whAt AlmOst hAppened tO yOur hive?????
DC: No! What?
VP: THERE WAS A FUCKING METEOR
DC: WAT
DC: OMFG WAT
VP: it AlmOst Blew yOur hive the fuck up But All Of A sudden pff
VP: pOOf*
VP: hive is gOne
DC: Okay .. . WHERE DAFUQ AM I NOAW?
VP: idk idk idk hOld On
Flutters speaks up, looking at you and quickly explaining.
- Spoiler:
- FLUTTERS: That was the reckoning.
JHENKO: Wat.
FLUTTERS: It is an insentive for getting into the game. You don't get in in the amount of time given, a metor crashing into your hive.
JHENKO: OH. . . . . Shit. Okay. So. . . . I made it?
FLUTTERS: Yes.
JHENKO: Oh. . . Cool, Where am I?
FLUTTERS: THe Meduim. In your world. The Land Of Creations And Darkness.
JHENKO: Waaaaaaaaaat.
FLUTTERS: I will explain more in a bit, just know that you will also begin to be called Muse of Void.
JHENKO: So much WWWWWWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTT.
- Spoiler:
- DC: Uh. .. Flutters says that that was the reckoning.
VP: flutters?
VP: yOu meAn yOur lusus-turned-weird-ghOst-sprite-thing?
DC: Ye
VP: right. OkAy
VP: sO whAt exActly is the reckOning
DC: She said that it was. . . Uhh.
DC: Shes being all weird. She just said I'll find out.
VP: wAit hOld On
VP: were missing A huge pOint here
DC: Wat
VP: Ask fluttersprite why plAying this gAme gOt yOur hive AwAy frOm A gOddAmn meteOr
DC: Alright.
DC: She said tha game made the metor appear. And that getting meh into the 'Meduim' saved me and began the real game. Can yew look outside to see wat she means?
VP: wAit yOu meAn its gOnnA hAppen here tOO?
DC: When you start the game I shink.
VP: hOw dOes thAt mAke Any sense!
VP: THIS IS A GAME
DC: Leik I said.
DC: We have to play four a reason.
VP: sO...wAit nOw dO i cOnnect tO yOu sO yOu cAn put All this shit in my hive?
VP: BecAuse i Am nOt dOwn with thAt
DC: I can download the servur, but I think that your server player will pester you later.
VP: nO nO nO nO fuck thAt nOise
VP: im picking my server, sOmeOne i cAn trust
VP: nOt A gOddAmn strAnger whO i dreAm ABOut
DC: Ye. I know.
DC: I am strange, I kno.
VP: yeAh nO kidding
VP: this entire event hAs Been One gigAntic mess
DC: Watevur you tink is four yew to think about. But this must have happened for a reason.
VP: well if my hive cAn nOt get BlOwn the fuck up By A meteOr, fine
VP: ill plAy the stupid gAme
DC: Okey.
VP: i need tO sOrt this Out, just
VP: updAte me lAter ABOut whAt gOes On frOm here
DC: I can go explor.
VP: explOre
VP: explOre whAt
DC: Watevur is outside! ^_^
VP: Outside yOur hive
VP: wAit where did yOur hive even gO did yOu Ask fluttersprite thAt
DC: She said it is LOCAD.
VP: where the fuck is thAt
DC: Land of Creations and Darkness.
DC: I dont like the darkness part though ._.
VP: OkAy, its An ABBreviAtiOn
VP: But where is it?
DC: Uh. . .
DC: In the 'Meduim'.
VP: the medium. right.
VP: well yOu hAve fun in the medium, im gOnnA gO sOAk my heAd in pure fucking cOnfusiOn
DC: Well. . .
DC: Okay.
DC: And for wat its worth
DC: Sorry. I look forward to playin' wif yew.
VP: yeAh itll Be A BlAst
VP: thAnks fOr drAgging me intO this with yOur dreAm
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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