Homestuck

  • The Other Genetic Material

    Dreambubbles are… unstable things. Blink, and everything can change. Especially when you’re alone. So one learns not to blink involuntarily; not an easy task, whether ones spent years or sweeps doing so. But sleep will come. The mind craves for something different. It wanders off to its carapace-filled dreams, dreams that only get stranger once… Continue reading

  • Four Doses, 310ml Each

    Rose winced.“Is There A Problem?” Kanaya looked up from the rug she was trying to maneuver into place.“I… was just wondering why trolls seemed to be avoiding this room – and got a flash,” Rose wandered over to a dent in the wall, lightly traced the cracks that radiated from it, “I suppose I’ll get… Continue reading

  • A Bad Enough Morning to Catch Up

    Chapter 1 It wouldn’t do. It wouldn’t do at all. “ERRRARGH,” moaned Roxy, loudly as she could from underneath the pillow she held over her face and, more importantly, eyes. Skaia’s dazzling display through the window might have been welcome at some point, but the “morning” after far to many stiff drinks was not such… Continue reading

  • The Long Trip Back

    What was a sweep or two, when you had so many? The subjugation on the planet below was progressing slowly, but normally – the inhabitants, poor foolish beasts that they were, were in the midst of fighting themselves in panic, trying to decide who would challenge the red ship in the skies, and making a… Continue reading

  • Rock

    TROLL JUSTIN BIEBER had left the stage several minutes ago, and the crowd of fantrolls was had taken to chatting amongst themselves. Dozens of conversations filled the air – to see so many in one place was rare outside the military. Well, this was strictly speaking, a military event. Game giveaways, ship tours, recruitment… but… Continue reading

  • Time Weakened

    The troll prophets had said many things. About Fate. The Galaxy. Troll Nature. Frogs. So very much about Frogs. No normal troll talked about frogs. The topic was exhausted. There was no more to say on the matter.Which is why The Empress of Wrath had not read about frogs from some cherished work or some… Continue reading

  • Failures of the Alternia Mail

    He was the Duke of the Inner Reaches. He had left many things behind on Alternia, those many cycles ago – now, officially, only the Empress of Wrath outranked him – well, not an Empress in the strictest definition, but he had not avoided death this long by sticking out his neck unnecessarily. That was… Continue reading