CRUCIBLE OF CREATIVE POTENTIAL: The Homestuck Request Meme
ACT TWO
(also known as SHITSTAIN ASSMASTER)By popular demand, a general request meme for MSPA, at long last. Have an idea you want to see drawn or written? This is the place to ask. Both romantic (of any kind, het or slash) and general prompts are accepted. Reply to those comments with art
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He wallowed and walked and laughed and honked.
And the world was silent.
Sure, Bec Noir had came.
Gamzee didn't mind though, not at all. Surrounded by his bros, and pals, how could he mind?
Even though they were all dead. :o)
Yep, he was left alone on that shod-pot of a home. But he had himself, and himself. Wasn't that good enough?
Karkat's body, down first. Gamzee remembered. Karkat had...begged and pleaded with Bec to spare everyone. Gamzee had given him points for that. Especially when he had already been scared to motherfuckin death. But Bec Noir didn't care. Karkat had fell; his candy red seeping out to the floor.
Next had been Sollux, seeing as they had been in the same room. Right when he woke up, he died. Funny how the yellow made Bec frown distastefully...
...Then came Terezi, trying to find someone to help her with Tavros. She fought back, but in the end, you should never bring a cane to a sword fight.
Nepeta and Equius had been next; Bec had actually had a hard time with them. Equius lasted a long, long time, until Bec had to tear him apart, while slowly slicing the edges of Nepeta's heart and body.
They had died together though, moriails to the end.
Then the others...The others. Vriska, Eridan, and himself.
Eridan...He...It had been very messy.
And Vriska...The bitch had gone down; reminding Noir too much of Snowman.
But Gamzee? Himself? and Himself? He had hidden. Yes, he was a smart motherfucker. He had hidden, in every crack he knew of.
And Bec Noir hadn't found him.
So now, Gamzee was sitting. Sitting in a pile of dead bodies, with blood dripping on the floor and mixing together to form wonderful, wonderful rainbows. Everywhere. Everything.
EVERYTHING WAS COVERED IN BLOOD.
He couldn't stand it much longer.
EVERYTHING! EVERY LITTLE THING!
He was going to lose his mind surrounded by these.
HE HADN'T EVEN KILLED THEM; HIS MIRACLES WOULD NEVER HAPPEN.
What was he going to do, dying alone.
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I can see Karkat hopelessly pleading with Bec Noir. It's all kinds of heart-wrenching.
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