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Homestuck: The LonelyYou jolt out of your recuperacoon in a cold sweat. Scanning your surroundings, you notice that you are still in your hive. A small burst of light is coming through the window, the sun is out. It's still too early for you to be awake. Lying next to you is your lusus, fast asleep. You let out a sigh, knowing that going back to sleep is impossible now. Slowly, you leave the slime filled recuperacoon. You grab a nearby towel and clean off any remaining slime on your body. You go over to your computer, hoping that somebody will be on Trollian.
The chat list appears in front of you, a minimal amount of names listed. You knew that there wouldn't be many, since most trolls tend to sleep around this time. Gamzee's screen name is listed, but knowing your neighbor he probably left his computer on again. Kanaya's name doesn't come as a surprise to you, since she's always awake during the day. Nepeta's name catches your eye, and you decide to pull her up for a conversation.
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The Consequences Of Rotten Sopor"GAMZEE YOU'RE FUCKING HOPELESS, YOU KNOW THAT?" Karkat stared at the indigoblood lying in the horn pile groaning. "HONESTLY, WHAT THE SHIT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!"
"sOrRy KaRbRo," Gamzee muttered out. "I hAd No IdEa ThAt My PiE hAd GoNe BaD."
"IT WAS COVERED IN A BLUE SUBSTANCE AND YOU THOUGHT IT WAS STILL GOOD?!" Karkat asked.
"sHiT mAn, I dIdNt KnOw WhAt MoLd LoOkEd LiKe." Gamzee said. "I jUsT tHoUgHt It MeAnT tHe PiE gOt MoRe MoThErFuCkInG fLaVoR oVeR tImE oR sOmEtHiNg."
"GOOD LORD, YOU'RE A MORON." Karakt said, grabbing a container of stonach medicine. "YOU'RE FUCKING LUCKY YOU HAVE ME AROUND TO CLEAN UP AFTER YOUR MESSES OR ELSE YOU'D HAVE BEEN CULLED SWEEPS AGO."
"YeAh, YoUrE pRoBaBlY rIgHt." Gamzee said, groaning again as he clutched his stomach.
"YOU'RE SUCH A WRIGGLER." Karkat said, picking up a bottle of Faygo and walking towards the sick troll. "HERE, TAKE SOME OF THESE PILLS. AND MAKE SURE YOU DRINK THIS DISGUSTING CARBONATED SWILL WHILE YOU DO IT."
"UuUrGh..." Gamzee said, tr
Homestuck: Reaching OutShe never opened up to anyone. Partially because she never had anyone to open up to. The only people she could talk to were all assholes. So you couldn't really blame her for keeping things to herself. She craved for freedom, released from her curse of eternal life. She wished she could live like a normal troll, a normal girl. But it was not to be. She was doomed to go through time and stir up chaos amongst trolls, and finally die at the hands of the empress. The only solace she found was being able to watch other trolls go about their lives.
Sometimes, when she was out of that mansion and walking around Alternia, she would sneak off for a moment and get a taste of what it was like. She'd buy a piece of fruit from a stand in a marketplace, or watch young trolls who were free. Or at least more free than she was. She would envy them, none of them would ever have to live her life. Even the slaves who had it the worst were better off than she was. She didn't even have a name. All she had w
Homestuck: History Lesson"Clammit Aranea, are you almost done yet?" Meenah asked as she sat on the library floor in boredom. "There ain't no way someone like you can spend all day in a fuckin' library."
The cerulean blood turned her head over to her moirail, looking up from the book she had buried herself into. "I'm sorry, Meenah, I just need a little more time." she said with a smile. "If you're getting bored with waiting, then why don't you grab a book? I know you're not the reading type, but even you can find something of interest in here! Just go on and find something you like, I'll come get you when you're ready."
Meenah stood up, unhappy with the answer she received. "Fine, whatever." she sighed. "You're too quiet right now anywave and it's creepin' me out." Putting her hands in her pockets, she walked away to search the library.
"Have fun!" Aranea called out as she returned to her book.
Have fun? How was she supposed to have fun in a boring place like this? She couldn't make any cash by reading a book.