No luck, no luck.

The Apartment

He hadn't returned to the grocery store after the unpleasantness. This was partly because Rena, that hott chick who just happened to be from the same reality planet city as him, had informed him of the BIG GREEN ORC who ran the place. After helping trash the store a week or so previously, Tyler was not yet overly ( Read more... )

Gay latino ghosts and sheer terror aside, this place was... yeah, it was still a weird place. He had the cat ears and tail to prove it.

Having materialised in the bomb shelter in the middle of a glitch, Tyler was vaguely pleased to discover a whole new world outside the (since-expanded) confines underground. There was fresh air up here, or at ( Read more... )

It's hard to ignore the apparition in his hive now that it's manifested enough for him to identify it and hear its voice. There's no mistaking the two sets of horns or that ridiculous lisp. The yellow blood gushing from every crack and orifice in his body is a nice touch, one that Karkat makes a mental note to get personal revenge for if they ever ( Read more... )

[Consider this just before the Shadows started being solid with faces for sanity's sake ( Read more... )

It's early morning ( Read more... )

He had been planning the get-together ever since having heard from the happy couple that their young grubling would be taking on a makeshift version of their trials. Moloch wouldn't deny it, he didn't trust the actual parenting skills of his troll friends, but when it came to fighting and the ability to get other things to fight them, he had no ( Read more... )

Tonight is the night. You took your angry spawn from your matesprit, jumped off the treehive landing, and marched her into Silent Hill. She refused to walk on her own, so you ended up carrying her the whole way. So annoying. One of many weird dependencies you hope to crush tonight ( Read more... )

After much bickering and debate, Karkat and Terezi hatched a plan to salvage what might be left of their freakish mutant offspring's trollishness. It seems like a pretty good idea, but since it involves Surmat's life and Silent Hill, Karkat figured he'd better give the area's caretaker some kind of heads-up. Hell, maybe Alessa will cooperate and ( Read more... )

It's been almost exactly two days since the IDIOTIC BLIND WOMAN YOU CALL MATESPRIT managed to lose the little maggot. Again. If time meant anything in this place you could set your wrist-mounted chronological device by how often this seems to happen. You finally relented and went to help look for her, and you found her all right -- snug in a cocoon ( Read more... )

It's been an oddly quiet week for you, and you're still sort of amazed by the amount of stuff you were able to accomplish simply by running Terezi out on her admittedly fine ass and logging off Trollian. Among other things you restocked your kitchen, got your laundry done, finished up what you could of your City map, and went through a good bit of ( Read more... )