Jack was walking back to his dorm, hoping to catch some sleep before Fifth period officially started. Transferring to a school as large as this one in the middle of the Semester typically did no positives to one's sleep schedule. "COMING THROUGH!" It was Tessa again, but... was that a hoverboard? Where did she get one of those? Jack was somewhat envious, but too tired to realize it. Before he could even start moving again, a second one shot past him, this time carrying a passenger who just glared at Jack for a second, then ignored him. He nearly instantly recognized her as Tessa's Sister, Cassie. "*Sigh* Dang it... too tired to deal with this
Jack opened the door to the swordsmanship classroom, the sound of clanking metal ringing through the ever expansive room. "Well, looks like the new guy decided to show up! I'd ask your name, but you probably won't last a day around here!" The kid shouting at him was sitting on a desk, a dusty old sword laying next to him. The sword looked like it had never been taken out of it's sheathe. "Nice sword, shame it has to have the dishonor of it being used by you." Jack's Sarcasm was in full force today, and he was taking nobodies crap. "HOW DARE YOU! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?" "Oh, my god! How did I never notice? I'm so not sorry, by the way." "WHY YO
Once, eons ago, the god of lightning was looking down upon the land, seeing as how it grows due to his storms. Everyone seemed happy because more water means more crops, but there was one girl. A girl on the outskirts of the village. She had never seen rain, or lightning, so she did not believe the Lightning god. Once glance, and he was captivated by her beauty, but was outraged by the state of her plants. "How could I let it get this bad?!" He asks himself as he paces his domain. The gods cannot go outside of their domains, unless invited by humans. So anytime he made it storm, he would cry ou in anger and sadness at himself for not bringing
VriskaXReader The black widow PT.2 by kcajjack231, literature
Literature
VriskaXReader The black widow PT.2
You are (First name) and your moirail was murdered. It was about a month ago, when the police found him murdered in a pupa-pan costume. You've felt hate, regret, sadness, almost everything but happiness.The police are still looking for her, but have nearly given up. You vowed to never give up until one of you dies. Your room was full of bulletin boards, every inch of which were covered with leads, post-it notes, basically anything that might lead you to her. You've talk to everyone who might now something. Everyone except one. You leave your house, and start walking around town, hoping to clear your head, and find something of use. While walk
Jack looked at a clock on his desk, and saw that it was about 10:00 in the morning. His next class was at 10:05. "CRAP CRAP CRAP!" he quickly got up, and dashed out into the hall. He checked his schedule, and saw his class was in field one. he burst out a door, and ran there as fast as he could. When he reached what appeared to be field one, he was picked up by a strange whirlwind, and tossed around like a rag-doll. "And that class, is why we never go down range." A man, who he assumed was the teacher, was now standing over him, and offering him a hand up. "I'm Mr. Hero. I teach the combat magic class." Jack took his hand, and found himself u
[voice] You there. Boy. Do some shenanigans. by kcajjack231, literature
Literature
[voice] You there. Boy. Do some shenanigans.
As you wait for your friend to pester you back, you get extremely bored. That tends to happen sometimes. You get up from your chair, stretch, and think of things to do. Your house is not very impressive, and not much could happen. You think about entering the Living room, but that would be a very bad idea. The only safe rooms are your room, which no one is allowed to enter, and the computer room. One of your cats walks by, and demands to be pet. No matter what people say, he is your cat, and you are his human. He walks off, and disappears for a while.
[Show pesterlog]
warriorSpirit [WS] Began trolling coffeeMonster [CM]
WS: What are you doing
Jack: Be trolled by the nervious guy. by kcajjack231, literature
Literature
Jack: Be trolled by the nervious guy.
While waiting for your friend to wake up and get back online, someone starts pestering you. It went a little something like this.
[Show Pesterlog]
universeHiker [UH] started Trolling coffeeMonster [CM]
UH:__-hello?....-___
CM: Hello? Who are you?
UH:__-m-my name i-is Welfor....... are you Jack?
CM: Ummm yeah... How did you know?
UH:__-Oh so you are him. i am here to inform you that your brother is......-__
CM: WHAT do you know about my bro!
UH:__-he isn't dead and i should go. You will have a visitor soon..-__ *he disconnects here*
universeHiker [UH] ceased Trolling coffeeMonster [CM]
CM: Alive......! What do you mean by VISITOR?
Jack was walking back to his dorm, hoping to catch some sleep before Fifth period officially started. Transferring to a school as large as this one in the middle of the Semester typically did no positives to one's sleep schedule. "COMING THROUGH!" It was Tessa again, but... was that a hoverboard? Where did she get one of those? Jack was somewhat envious, but too tired to realize it. Before he could even start moving again, a second one shot past him, this time carrying a passenger who just glared at Jack for a second, then ignored him. He nearly instantly recognized her as Tessa's Sister, Cassie. "*Sigh* Dang it... too tired to deal with this
Jack opened the door to the swordsmanship classroom, the sound of clanking metal ringing through the ever expansive room. "Well, looks like the new guy decided to show up! I'd ask your name, but you probably won't last a day around here!" The kid shouting at him was sitting on a desk, a dusty old sword laying next to him. The sword looked like it had never been taken out of it's sheathe. "Nice sword, shame it has to have the dishonor of it being used by you." Jack's Sarcasm was in full force today, and he was taking nobodies crap. "HOW DARE YOU! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?" "Oh, my god! How did I never notice? I'm so not sorry, by the way." "WHY YO
Once, eons ago, the god of lightning was looking down upon the land, seeing as how it grows due to his storms. Everyone seemed happy because more water means more crops, but there was one girl. A girl on the outskirts of the village. She had never seen rain, or lightning, so she did not believe the Lightning god. Once glance, and he was captivated by her beauty, but was outraged by the state of her plants. "How could I let it get this bad?!" He asks himself as he paces his domain. The gods cannot go outside of their domains, unless invited by humans. So anytime he made it storm, he would cry ou in anger and sadness at himself for not bringing
VriskaXReader The black widow PT.2 by kcajjack231, literature
Literature
VriskaXReader The black widow PT.2
You are (First name) and your moirail was murdered. It was about a month ago, when the police found him murdered in a pupa-pan costume. You've felt hate, regret, sadness, almost everything but happiness.The police are still looking for her, but have nearly given up. You vowed to never give up until one of you dies. Your room was full of bulletin boards, every inch of which were covered with leads, post-it notes, basically anything that might lead you to her. You've talk to everyone who might now something. Everyone except one. You leave your house, and start walking around town, hoping to clear your head, and find something of use. While walk
Jack looked at a clock on his desk, and saw that it was about 10:00 in the morning. His next class was at 10:05. "CRAP CRAP CRAP!" he quickly got up, and dashed out into the hall. He checked his schedule, and saw his class was in field one. he burst out a door, and ran there as fast as he could. When he reached what appeared to be field one, he was picked up by a strange whirlwind, and tossed around like a rag-doll. "And that class, is why we never go down range." A man, who he assumed was the teacher, was now standing over him, and offering him a hand up. "I'm Mr. Hero. I teach the combat magic class." Jack took his hand, and found himself u
[voice] You there. Boy. Do some shenanigans. by kcajjack231, literature
Literature
[voice] You there. Boy. Do some shenanigans.
As you wait for your friend to pester you back, you get extremely bored. That tends to happen sometimes. You get up from your chair, stretch, and think of things to do. Your house is not very impressive, and not much could happen. You think about entering the Living room, but that would be a very bad idea. The only safe rooms are your room, which no one is allowed to enter, and the computer room. One of your cats walks by, and demands to be pet. No matter what people say, he is your cat, and you are his human. He walks off, and disappears for a while.
[Show pesterlog]
warriorSpirit [WS] Began trolling coffeeMonster [CM]
WS: What are you doing
Recruiting more Players for Epsilon by HappyFridge, journal
Recruiting more Players for Epsilon
EDIT: ALL FANKID SLOTS ARE TAKEN.
EDIT: if you would still like your fankid to be in the session, please talk to me about it. I would be willing to add a few more slots in for both trolls and kids if necessary :)
EDIT: realized tis journal was WAY too TLDR, so cut off the info about the characters currently in the session. if you have any questions regarding titles, symbols, etc. of the characters currently in the session, please ask. I would still prefer all character be unique and not share the same traits.
I will keep this journal updated on all slots that are filled. also changed the number of fan kid slots to 3
Fantroll Slots
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*BUSTS DOWN DOOR* I. *FINDS NEAREST PERCH* AM. *CROUCHES LIKE A BIRD* ALIVE.
For those of you who don't know, I had forgotten my Deviantart password for the longest time, and didn't have the heart to change accounts BUT I FIXED IT AND REGULAR UPDATES...
Yes, as the portal ending song states, I am still alive! After a not so long awaited time, FAN-U HIATUS IS OFFICIALLY ON PAUSE meaning more updates in general! I haven't updated since that Mace drawing, which was done by JirugaOfSmiles (Thanks again!) but that's about it, so I'm like "Yo bro, why you not updatin" and Bates is all like "You should update more often" So yeah.
Yes. Hello again Deviantart. I am alive and well. But that is not what this is about. I am... well, I am starting a fan-fic commission! Few rules and prices.
Rule 1) Has to be Homestuck Characters.
Rule 2) Story has to be non-lemon. I apologize, but I cannot write those.
Rule 3) Shipping type must be specified in Note or Ask.
Price) One story is Five points, and an additional Two points per extra character.
I can also make most shipping dreams come true through Pesterchum. Although, the ship must contain one male character, as I do not know the feelings of a female character.