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Live Through ThisChapter One: Distraction
Your name is Dave Strider, and ever since you lost the ability to flashstep (Cal. Screw Cal), you have loved parkour.
Leaps, vaults, flips and tic-tacs: the city is yours, and you're not afraid to venture into its depths. You like to say that you have a fucking appointment with Houston every five o'clock in the morning and she's very possibly the best thing that has ever happened to you she never asks anything but gives you everything you could ever want. She never stops, she never talks, she stores enough secrets for you to never feel bored and she's complex enough to be your equal. Huge and cynical, she has
In which Dave suggests a game Eridan stared blankly back at the grinning boy, face contorted in utter shock. "You wwant to do wwhat wwith that chocolate covvered stick?"
John looked at him exasperatedly. "Weren't you listening when I was explaining? You have to try and see who gets to the center first! It's called the Pocky Game!"
Terezi cackled from the other side of the table where they sat. Eridan had no idea what to do with his face, and ultimately let it fall into a confused scowl. Nepeta perked up, grinning almost as widely as the buck-toothed boy could. "AC inquires whether we are allowed to choose who we play with?"
John giggled. "No, nothing like that. W
happy fathers dayTG: oh dang
EB: what is it dude?
TG: i forgot its fathers day
EB: didn't get a gift for him?
TG: other plans got in the way
TG: broll be so disappointed
EB: damn, i forgot it too. :(
TG: this couldve been avoided what the hell are we gonna do
EB: my dad's been so forlorn since my mother left...
EB: no one to hold him tight. life has put him to the test.
TG: i know what you mean my bros been so sad and gray
TG: my stepsis cant satisfy him since shes passed away
-- hold up! --
TG: you thinking what im thinking
EB: i'm thinking i'm thinking too.
-- slow up! --
TG: what time is it dog
EB: it's time for a swit
John: Make Dave feel betterLooking for someone to chat with... (so, please wait)
You are now chatting with a person, say hi.
▲: hi there!
▼: okay so heres the deal stranger
▼: the low down
▼: the 411 if you will
▼: usually i dont bother with these lame chat sites
▼: but ive been watching aladdin on repeat for the last six hours while shoving nothing but jelly beans down my throat
▼: because thats what my bro says is the cure for the common cold
▼: and even if thats pure and utter bullshit
▼: its the only food ive got
▲: dave? is that you??
▼: so my tolerence level is pretty high right now
Roommate: A Dave FanfictionYou enter the apartment area with mixed feelings.
You're sharing the place with another guy; who he is you don't even know. Your friend Jade said he'd pay for half of the rent cost though, and besides, he needs the interaction as much as you do.
Okay, she had mumbled that part. Probably you weren't supposed to hear it. You only asked about the part pertaining to you though.
She said that you were a little different from other people, but not too much, so you and Dave? would get along.
You didn't really see how you're that different. You'd just been through a lot of shit. Getting harassed by people because you didn't like the same thi
JohnxKarkat 11Karkat paced just below the stairs, running a hand through his hair nervously. John strode forward at grabbed his wrists, pulling him to a stop.
"Quit that. You're making ME uneasy."
"SORRY. I'M JUST WORRIED ABOUT... ALOT."
"IT DOESN'T FUCKING MATTER. LET'S JUST-"
"Tell me." John said, walking backwards until they were both sitting on the couch. Karkat sighed and looked at the blank tv screen, obviously unwilling to do any of the talking.
So John asked, "So...?"
"SO WHAT, DOUCHEBAG?" Karkat growled.
John just laughed and continued. "Well, what's bothering you?"
"NOTHING. JUST- JUST PISS OFF OKAY?"
John frowned. "No. Is
JohnxKarkat 9As they walked through the lab, Karkat's moirail, Sollux, started walking alongside him and John. "Heard you two were haviing troulbe2 wiith the 2piiderbiitch?"
"WHO DOESN'T?" Karkat asked with a smirk as Sollux and John waved light- heartedly at each other.
"Mmm, II 2uppo2e you're riight, Karkle2."
"OH GOD, PLEASE DON'T CALL ME THAT!"
"2orry man. Tz ha2 been rubbiing off on me." Sollux chuckled.
"JUST DON'T LICK MY FACE AND I MIGHT NOT POUND YOUR FACE IN."
"IIt'2 a deal, Kk!" He said before walking over to Feferi. Karkat scowled at the empress to be before stepping onto the Transportalizer pad with John.
When they got to Karka
HS: The Moon Asked The Crow 1He's there, again the kid with the thick rimmed glasses and the dorky teeth. He comes every Wednesday and only on Wednesday and he always sits in the same seat-- towards the back in the left corner, just out of the light from the stage. You wonder if he sits back there to hide from the fact that he's always here but you notice him every time. If you don't spot him yourself, one of the bouncers will elbow you with a "your boyfriend's here, again" attached to mock you. Haha, it's the big joke and everyone laughs.
Wednesday is open mic night at the dark basement club you perform at. Sometimes, you'll get to have your own night where the stage i
JohnxKarkat 6Karkat looked at the man on the floor briefly before walking away. John sighed. He dragged the officer outside, leaning him against the car, and taped a note to his hat.
It said, "knocked out by kids who were causing noise complaint. kids ran down the street, I tried to chase them but instead helped the officer. the owners of the house were trying to pacify their rambunctious guests and failing.
- Concerned citizen"
There. That should put to rest any questions or assumptions. But he had something else to deal with right now. Vriska and Terezi were still fighting. John threw his
arms out, a gust of wind seperating the two.
"Calm the FUC
Writer's Block Banishment 2Harry Mason woke up alone for the first time in months. He woke up because he was cold, and he was cold because James Sunderland wasn't curled up next in him in his typical spot, grumbling in his sleep and hanging on Harry like a warm, clingy blanket.
He blinked his eyes a few times in the warm, late October sunshine that was peeking through the room's drapes, and then flung off the covers and climbed out of bed. He could already hear voices coming from the kitchen, one high and excited, the other deep and answering slowly, and he smiled to himself as he shrugged into his bathrobe. They must have something pretty exciting planned for Hall
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