[Semi-Open] SadoMasoPedoRoboNecroBeastiality
who ; Equius Zahhak, Karkat Vantas, and whoever else is in the trollhive and shows up (so semi-open).
what ; One sweaty highblood, one robotic replica, one (or more) unsuspecting troll(s), and some very unfortunate timing...
where ; The trollhive.
when ; Shortly after this.
warning(s) ; STRONGsmooches on inanimate robot doubles, uncomfortable situations, inevitable foul language.
Equius had been pretty quiet again. Aside from that one night of blasting music about adolescent hoofbeasts there had been hardly a peep from his room in a few days. He was only seen leaving to gather food or maybe pick up a tool or something, so the trollhive wouldn't really be out of line to think something might have happened to him.
They also would be unaware of the gift Aradia had left in his room earlier that day: Aradiabot. A faithful robotic replica he'd built what felt like ages ago. It stared lifelessly at him... Honestly the thing was kind of creepy, but not creepy enough to make the blue blood leave his room.
And yet... There was something else. Something besides the creepiness... Surely it was just the spores Aradia had left behind earlier messing with his head!
And yet... No! That was a ludicrous idea. It wasn't even alive, he was burying his feelings for her for both of their sakes! They were going to dismantle it, besides.
And yet...
Oh my~. What's that, Aradia..? You've realized how foolish you were to fall for that nerd? You want a real troll in your life, now? Oh, goodness, I could never be so forward as to suggest... What's that? You've chosen me? Of your own will, discovered your true feelings? And somehow you've grown sturdy enough that I can embrace you without harming your beautiful, delicate frame~?!
Yes.
Heck yes.
Heck fudging yes.
Completely oblivious to the outside world, Equius digs right in to the loneliest, sweatiest, most pathetic STRONGsmooch ever.
what ; One sweaty highblood, one robotic replica, one (or more) unsuspecting troll(s), and some very unfortunate timing...
where ; The trollhive.
when ; Shortly after this.
warning(s) ; STRONGsmooches on inanimate robot doubles, uncomfortable situations, inevitable foul language.
Equius had been pretty quiet again. Aside from that one night of blasting music about adolescent hoofbeasts there had been hardly a peep from his room in a few days. He was only seen leaving to gather food or maybe pick up a tool or something, so the trollhive wouldn't really be out of line to think something might have happened to him.
They also would be unaware of the gift Aradia had left in his room earlier that day: Aradiabot. A faithful robotic replica he'd built what felt like ages ago. It stared lifelessly at him... Honestly the thing was kind of creepy, but not creepy enough to make the blue blood leave his room.
And yet... There was something else. Something besides the creepiness... Surely it was just the spores Aradia had left behind earlier messing with his head!
And yet... No! That was a ludicrous idea. It wasn't even alive, he was burying his feelings for her for both of their sakes! They were going to dismantle it, besides.
And yet...
Oh my~. What's that, Aradia..? You've realized how foolish you were to fall for that nerd? You want a real troll in your life, now? Oh, goodness, I could never be so forward as to suggest... What's that? You've chosen me? Of your own will, discovered your true feelings? And somehow you've grown sturdy enough that I can embrace you without harming your beautiful, delicate frame~?!
Yes.
Heck yes.
Heck fudging yes.
Completely oblivious to the outside world, Equius digs right in to the loneliest, sweatiest, most pathetic STRONGsmooch ever.