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Rewind Please Ch 18“Egbert, are you ready?” Karkat asks softly, leaning against the doorway behind you.
“Yeah, just a second,” you rasp, wiping at your eyes again.
Sliding your glasses back onto your nose, you let your eyes focus on the mirror in front of you. This past year should have aged you beyond your years. Even at about seven Alternian solar sweeps, or seventeen Earth years, you can see the the bags under Karkat’s eyes with painful clarity. In the privacy of your bedroom, he assured you that his natural life span will probably exceed even Feferi’s, but you’d never know it by looking at him. You, however, look like you’re in your prime. Immortality does have its perks, you suppose.
“Come on, John,” Karkat prods, pulling you out of your daze with a hand on your shoulder.
With a sigh, you pull your hood up and follow him out of the apartment the two of you share. The nice old woman who lives next door drops her newspaper when she sees you d
Amy Destiny MitchellAmy grows up in a crowded house with numerous siblings. Despite the crowded conditions and common fights, Amy cares for her half-brothers and half-sisters. Her mother is unmarried and all of her children have a different father (with the exception of the twins, Riley and David), but there is a man that lives with them and that all of the children call “Dad.” He’s the only one who seems to not be anyone’s actually father. Growing up, her biggest dream is to be a proper mother. When she is 13, Amy begins to develop her abilities as a supernatural. Her eyes, which are already an oddly bright shade of blue, begin to lighten and brighten as she grows more skilled. Abnormally light, bright blue eyes mark her as a “static shifter,” or a shapeshifter that has a visible trait that makes them identifiable. This is due to having human genes mixed with shapeshifter genes and is only found in impure shifters. As she spends most of her time in the “real worl
Rewind Please Ch 17The group filters out and starts moving with an intensity that you haven’t seen since Bec Noir. Everyone is working together as if they’re part of the same machine. One of the god tiers is by the closet passing clothes back to everyone else. Those that haven’t reached god tier yet are helping each other with various outfits. Terezi is getting a bit of help from Sollux with the gloves of her old FLARP costume. Feferi is fussing over the god tiers, helping them shimmy into hoods and get wings situated. Out of nowhere, a soft blue bag is thrown over your head. It takes a moment of panicked struggling for you to realize that it’s your hood.
“Suit up, windy boy,” Karkat smiles, standing behind you in his normal clothes.
Actually, not quite. His shirt is less baggy and pulled tightly against his wrists, making them appear even smaller than they are. Instead of the usual baggy jeans, he’s wearing something that looks almost like grey pajama bottoms. T
Rewind Please Ch 16-- caligulasAquarium [CA] began trolling ectoBiologist [EB] --
CA: okay i knoww your probably sleepin right noww but ivve got a meetin so ivve gotta be quick
CA: and i knoww youre not answwerin cause you think im gonna try to drag kar back ovver here but that isnt it so itd be really cool if youd start answwerin my messages wwhen i send em
CA: i mean cmon its been like a fuckin month
CA: i told you last wweek that the empress sent all but three ships out to the next planet
CA: wwell wwevve got some good newws for you
CA: wwe managed to spread out a bit an get things done
CA: im on the main ship an almost all a the crewws on our side
CA: nep an eq got about half a their ship turned
CA: and vvris and tavv think they got somewwhere around a third
CA: wwere ready wwhen you are
-- caligulasAquarium [CA] ceased trolling ectoBiologist [EB] --
You sigh grimly as you realize why Karkat rushed downstairs after handing you the pda. Brain working at a million miles an hour, you float w
Rewind Please Ch 15Your name is John Egbert and it has been about three weeks since you and Dave Strider stopped talking. You don’t care about that anymore, or at least you’re doing your best to pretend you don’t. Dave wasn’t an essential cornerstone in your life or anything, right? Things have been too distracting for you to care, anyway, because while its been something around three weeks since you last spoke to Dave Strider, it’s been a week and a half since Karkat left.
CA: hey john ivve got some bad newws
CA: an before i evven start im goin to say im sorry
CA: in about twwo minutes some trolls youvve nevver met are goin to showw up at your hivve
CA: theyre not on our side
CA: theyre comin for kar
CA: i knoww you dont want to let him go okay trust me i do
CA: if anyone is goin to understand its goin to be me
CA: so i knoww its a fuckin shitty feelin
CA: but trust me
CA: please just trust me
CA: an let him go
CA: i swwear to you that ill get him back to you
Long DistanceGod damn it, where is that boy? It’s a full thirty minutes and counting past when he should have been home. What if something happened to him? He’s not in the best part of town, maybe someone jumped him or something? What if someone tried to rob the place that he works at? No, he works at a pizza delivery place. Well, maybe someone he delivered to tried to rob him. What if they kidnapped him and are holding him for ransom? I don’t have enough money to pay.
Oh thank god.
“There he is! Sorry, Jade, but I’ve got to go now.”
“No problem, Rose! Tell Dave I said hi!”
“Sure thing. Have a safe flight and say hello to John for me.”
“Okay! Good night!”
Within moments of hanging up with Jade, I’m getting called by a certain blond idiot.
“Hey!” he grins when I pick up, waving into the webcam.
“It’s been too long, Strider,” I deadpan, glancing at the clock. “You’re late.”
Rewind Please Ch 14The basement is definitely more crowded now, but there's a light in everyone's eyes that you've never seen before. An undertone of excitement seems to buzz within the group. A dim chatter fills the concrete room and brings a smile to your lips. Everyone sounds full of hope now; maybe they'll be able to carry that into the fight. You wave your hand uncertainly, if not a little awkwardly, and slowly the heads turn to you.
"We need to decide what to do," you announce, smile firmly in place. "If anyone has an idea, just shout it out and we can figure out how to move from there."
Perhaps not, you think as you watch everyone glance around. There's no confidence in their eyes now and the light from before is fading fast. Just when you're about to start asking dumb questions to poke at their brains - questions that would most likely accomplish nothing but making you look like an idiot - heavy footsteps sound on the stairs. Of course, by heavy you mean manly and by manly you mean your dad's. He
Rewind Please Ch 13The house seems almost eerie, much like it did on stormy nights back in your early childhood. The light lands on the floor in lines, shining through the blinds persistently. Part of you thinks for a moment that this has to all be a dream. You'll walk into the kitchen and be assaulted with yet another stack of cakes. After a moment of father-son strife, your dad will give you a tight hug while you tell him all about your terrifying nightmare. A pressure in your hand brings you back to reality. Without realizing it, you'd stopped at the entrance to the kitchen.
"Come on, John. You can't avoid it forever," Karkat speaks softly, more gentle than he ever was in the game.
You nod wordlessly and walk through the empty kitchen and into the utility room. The doors to the basement are open already. Karkat starts down ahead of you, letting go of your hand so that you can turn around to close the doors behind you. The stairs creak, warped from the constant dampness in the basement, and everyone kn
Rewind Please Ch 12Your name is John Egbert and you're too busy snogging the hell out of your best troll friend to notice that your best non-troll friend has walked in. Karkat moves a hand to your hair, claws tapping against your skull and making you shiver, and you raise your other hand to his face. At that, Dave decides to make his presence known.
"What the fuck?" he asks, startling you both. "Seriously John, we have a lot more important things to do right now than reconsider our sexualities."
You can feel your face growing hot. When you kissed Karkat you weren't really thinking, let alone thinking about whether or not it was a good time for this. Now you're remembering just how bad of a time it is. You can feel Dave's glare through his shades.
"Come on, Egbert, you're supposed to be doing shit," Dave tells you, motioning toward the kitchen.
Karkat shifts, staring up at you with panic flaring in his wide eyes. Without a hint of regret, you wish silently that Dave had stayed in the kitchen. After a mome
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(Name)= your name
(C/n) = country name
(E/c) =eye color
(H/l)= hair length
" " = actually speaking
' ' = what your thinking
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"Alright dudes!! Let's get this meeting goin!!" America shouted as he slammed his fist down on the table.
"Yes but where's (c/n)? They should be here considering their joining us today. Da?" Russia said. England nodded. "Obviously. Maybe it got lost." He said in a snarky tone. "It?" Russia said. "Well have any of you even seen them before?" England asked. They all shook their head. "Ohonon maybe it is a beautiful girl! Zhat would be nice oui?" France said. "She should be young. My boss said that she is about in her mid teens. Maybe 15, 16 aru." China said. Before anyone could say anything else could be said they heard the door slightly creek open. "H-hello? Is this the Allies meeting?" A small female voice asked. "Yes it is. Come in." Arthur said turning to the door. The door was opened wider to
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But when the blue dragon was only beginning to learn to walk on his chubby little legs, his Momma dragon got sick. It wasn't a sickness you could see, like the measles or the chickenpox. Momma dragon changed, in a very scary way. She was angry, and mean to the other dragons. And one day, when the little blue dragon woke up, his momma was gone. All of the adults were very sad, especially Papa dragon.
"Where is Momma?" Asked the little blue dragon.
"She flew away, little dragon." Papa said.
"Where did she go?" Asked the little blue dragon.
"To a place very far away, where little dragons can never fly to."
The little blue dragon never saw his momma again. And he was sad.
Years went by, a
Adobe Slabs Segment 3
A glass dish clanked against the cold metal sink. M fumbled to catch it. A pause in the conversation led M to believe the others probably stopped to look over at him. That, or because Billy had taken another long swig of beer. M couldn't be sure; he tried to play it off like nothing happened.
Billy exhaled. “She’s at home with my mom. She's been napping around this time every day lately. It works for me so I didn’t wanna break that habit.”
"Oh! That's convenient! A little disappointing though, I was hoping to meet her..."
“Daughter?” M said quietly, thinking it to himself more than anything.
All at once the three guests looked over at M.
"Like... Daughter, daughter?" M asked.
"Um." Billy started.
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Hey everyone! I just wanted to apologize on how late this chapter is…..seriously. I’ve been going through some continuous medical issues since Summer began and have recently been discharged from it all (thank goodness). Anyways, I want to get a great start on this along with my other stories! Thank you for being so patient so without further ado, Princess Rabbit.
Strongly based on the anime Princess Jellyfish and no, I will not be simply rescripting the anime I’m only basing the plot line around it, loosely at that.
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Hey everyone! I just wanted to apologize on how late this chapter is…..seriously. I’ve been going through some continuous medical issues since Summer began and have recently been discharged from it all (thank goodness). Anyways, I want to get a great start on this along with my other stories! Thank you for being so patient so without further ado, Atomic Hearts.
The Uncanny Valley
The smell of gas hung in the air, it’s strong yet pungent scent causing my nose to scrunch up slightly. It reminded me too much of the city, I didn’t like it, it made me miss my small countryside abode.
“Mr. Honda, I do believe that we can cha
Faith of the Heart-Part 3-Ch 23Faith of the Heart
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"Gene!" Marina called out. "Gene! Are you up there!?"
There was no answer coming from the Argentum.
"Gah," she grunted and called again. "GENE! Are you there?!"
With her head and shoulders over the water by the hull of the ship, Marina paced in a small circle waiting for a reply. She had in her hand a bag that was once piece of cloth that she tied together at the corners. What she had inside the cloth she had to keep a secret from a certain captain f
Virus - VT Series - #2: The UniversesWhile the three other siblings stared in shock, Bethany was the only one who pulled herself out of surprise to explain everything. She told them where they lived, who they were and about the YouTube channel. Like to her character, Gertrude managed to describe where they were.
‘We’re in a world called Garry’s Mod. Not this ‘Earth’. You said we’re in a game, yes? Well, that’s a real universe. Each game created has its own universe. And this is ours. Funny thing is, ours is right next to yours. That’s why we can see you so clearly.’
‘But how come you can see us?’ Bethany asked.
Gertrude shrugged. ‘Still figuring that out, honestly.’
Mature as she was, she was also gifted with not just kindness but intelligence too. She turned round to Papa and said, ‘If we can open the portal fully, then it’ll let them get into our universe. Maybe they can help with the-,’ she raised her eyebrows, hiding what e
Blackout Days (bit 1) I remember the Blackout Days, when I was young and machines thrummed. Dark days, yes, but there was the tiniest streak of light on the horizon called hope. Baseball players wore black uniforms; it was easier to see them against the floodlights. We didn’t have pets; anything was considered fair game for the table in those lean times. But we kept the machines running, and focused on that strip of light on the horizon.
Looking back now after so many years, it’s amazing that we took it all in stride. But it was just the way things were. I was twelve when I began work in the factory, my schooling done. But I was proud; I was doing something important. I was feeding the machines, making sure they never stopped. I didn’t really know at the time what might happen if they stopped, but I knew it was something bad. It was every citizen’s duty to contribute, to keep those machines working. I was glad to do it, even though my hearing is diminished now from the no
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