Chapter 1: Prologue
Karkat couldn’t believe it. They won the game.
They did it. Everyone was alive (well, everyone that fought during the final fight), and the enemies were defeated. All that waited for them now was the new universe. Karkat looked around at everyone, at all the players that finally made this happen. There were tears shared and joyous cheers that cut through the noiseless blank space the platform hovered in. There was an overwhelming sense of happiness and Karkat couldn’t help but smile. He was never that good at managing his expression, anyway.
Unlike a certain Strider. Karkat glanced over at his matesprit- no, boyfriend, and saw the barely-contained grin on Dave’s face. Good. He deserved to be happy after all the bullshit that got thrown his way. Dave met his gaze and Karkat quickly looked somewhere else to try to hide the fact that he was staring at him. However, the feeling of a hand around his brought his gaze back to his boyfriend, and they shared a smile. Both of them knew that would have all the time in the universe to learn and grow with each other, and neither could wait.
Suddenly John called out to the rest of the group. Karkat’s attention turned to the proper leader (since he knew no one else considered him to be a leader), and the noise grew quiet. John was standing in the middle of the group, his hands on his hips and his usual goofy grin on his face. Once he knew he had everyone’s attention, he pumped his fist and told them that he was going to open the door. The cheers came back as John turned and approached it. Karkat was tempted to join in, but he glanced over at Dave first.
The sight that greeted him was a far cry from the smile they shared a second ago. Dave’s face was pale, his eyes wide under his shades, and his mouth was agape. Karkat frowned and tugged on his sleeve only to shout in surprise as his boyfriend suddenly launched himself at him. They stumbled backwards, human and troll clutching each other, one frantic and one shocked. Before Karkat could ask what the hell was going on, a loud crack split the air. The following silence was near deafening.
Ever so slowly, Dave peeled himself away. The two locked eyes and Karkat slowly reached out to pap Dave’s cheek. He was still pale but now slightly clammy with sweat, and the only response he gave to the troll’s questions was to mumble something about time being wrong. Around them, the group murmured to each other and pulled out weapons. John was quickly putting distance between himself and the door, if it could even still be called that.
The area where it used to be was now a pitch black hole in the shape of the door. It looked out of place, like it was something drawn, but it felt like much more. It felt endless and far more empty than the void. Of course, Karkat couldn’t know this for sure considering he wasn’t a void player, but he learned to trust his instincts over the course of his life. He stared at it until his head started to spin. It was barely a few seconds, but he knew enough to look away and focus on something else for the time being. Beside him, Dave mentioned that the hole had some weird effect on time. Jade added by saying that it was the same with space. However, she elaborated. She said that beyond any door, there’s space behind it. She could sense it with the door that was there before, albeit the space there was condensed and stretched so the group could travel to the new universe. The hole was different. There was no space beyond it, and Dave added to say that there wasn’t time either.
However, Karkat didn’t focus on what they were saying. Instead, he focused on the large white letters that floated in the void above the platform. They appeared before to congratulate the group, back when everyone stumbled onto the platform beaten and bloody but alive. Now they said something different. One by one, everyone on the platform noticed his gaze and looked up to see the message too. The words were no longer comforting. Now they sent a chill down Karkat’s spine.
BOOTING POST-SBURB GAME
Karkat stood perfectly still as he stared at it in disbelief. Around him he could hear gasps and angry shouts, but he was surprisingly calm. He should’ve known this was going to happen. He was stupid for finally letting his guard down and believing he could be done with the game. Nothing good was ever going to happen to him, not as long as paradox space had some way of making his life worse. Dave squeezed his hand, but Karkat didn’t respond. He only watched the letters type themselves and felt the pit in his stomach deepen with each line.
RETRIEVING SBURB DATA
RETRIEVING SGRUB DATA
RETRIEVING ADDITIONAL PLAYERS
RETRIEVING LEVELS FROM PLAYER MINDSCAPES
CONSTRUCTING TIERED SYSTEM
TESTING COMBAT AND SUPPORT SYSTEMS
TESTING NPC AND PLAYER RELATIONSHIPS
TESTING NPC AWARENESS AND COOPERATION
TESTING TIER MOVEMENT AND COMMUNICATION
INITIALIZING CORRUPTION SEQUENCE 38
Hah. A corruption sequence. It wasn’t surprising, not after all the hiccups during SGRUB. Something always had to go wrong.
START UP COMPLETE!
Karkat felt Dave step backwards, so he absentmindedly rested his hand on his boyfriend’s back to stabilize him. Except he didn’t feel anything. Karkat glanced over, worried that Dave already fell, only to find that Dave wasn’t there anymore. The rest of the group wasn’t there either, and the platform was also gone. Instead it seemed to be replaced by the same noiseless blank space the platform used to be in. Except, as Karkat looked around, he quickly realized that the space around him was something else entirely. If Jade was right, it couldn’t even be called space. It was that same spaceless and timeless not-void in the hole that replaced the door. Was he inside of it, or did the hole take over everything? Karkat found that he couldn’t care; he was already resigned to whatever fate this new game had in store for him. He only stared numbly ahead as the same white letters appeared again.
WELCOME [KARKAT VANTAS] , [KNIGHT OF BLOOD] !
YOUR STARTING TIER IS:
YOUR SUPPORTING TIER IS:
[ERROR 403: ACCESS DENIED]
He didn’t know what else he expected.
Chapter 2: Introductions and Conversations Pt.1
I really didn't expect to be updating this fic so soon but all the nice comments and kudos really encouraged me! I have projects I need to not procrastinate on this week so don't expect this sort of quick update for a while, buuut.. I hope you like this chapter! I know I certainly enjoyed writing the memo portions of it.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
The thing about life after death was that it was simple. Frustrating, but simple. The dream bubbles never did what people wanted them to but at least it was easy enough just to wander. There were almost always new things to see or new people to meet. Though no one was exactly new , they were just one version of someone in a sea of the same person. Depending the point of view, that could be irritating or extremely comforting. On one hand, someone may be searching for a specific version of someone else. On the other, it was easy to find yourself, and other versions of you could be surprisingly helpful. Especially to the recently deceased. It was always startling to find out that there was no more need for sleep or food.
Which is why Eridan was so surprised when he woke up. When did he go to sleep? Why? Actually, could he even sleep anymore? He hasn’t tried since he died. Either way, he figured that he should get up before someone saw him and thought he was a recently dead version of himself. He didn’t need to go through introductions again.
Eridan blinked his eyes open only to immediately shut them again when the light pierced them. “Fucking dammit,” he mumbled. His last memory was him walking in a dark bubble, somewhere on Alternia. Either the bubbles shifted again or someone already saw him sleeping and moved him. Both of those options were terrible. He groaned quietly and shifted his arm to rest it over his eyes. He could feel fabric around him shift and move, and he knew enough to know that he was in a human bed. Someone definitely moved him. Why did he have to fall asleep?
There was no dwelling on it now. Eridan just had to get up, face whoever saw him, and get the fuck out of there. He could do that. He lifted his arm up slightly and opened his eyes again. Thankfully the shade his limb provided kept the light from his eyes. He stayed like that for a moment and half wished that someone would see his struggle and get rid of the light already. Sadly, he was left to slowly sit up and let his eyes adjust instead. Maybe he’ll lecture whoever took him. That sounded wonderful.
Once Eridan didn’t have to squint against the light anymore, he looked around the room he woke up in. Its spacious layout and violet-colored walls immediately made him think that some version of himself or Cronus lived here. Then he remembered that he was sitting on a bed and came up the conclusion that it must be some weird version of Rose’s room. There was no yarn in sight, but there were plenty of books. Carefully hung on the walls were posters featuring some play. He didn’t feel like reading the words, but he knew just from the pictures that they were all about some revolution. He-
Oh, wait. He could see. Eridan reached up to touch his face and sure enough, he slept in his glasses. How did that not hurt? Whatever, it was dream bubble stuff. He put his hand back down without looking at it and resumed his examination of the room. The furniture included a fancy desk, some fancy bookshelves, a fancy bed, more exceedingly fancy furniture, and also the bane of Eridan’s existence right now. Covering almost the entirely of one wall was a giant set of windows. The curtains were neatly drawn to the sides in a way that would normally be elegant if it wasn’t incredibly frustrating. Eridan got up and marched across the room to tug them closed.
Now that his room was bathed in darkness he took a moment to blink his eyes and let them adjust to the sudden loss of light. However, that process took longer than he was used to. Eridan grumbled to himself and rubbed his eyes as he stumbled through the shadowed room. He was going to flip his shit if his eyes failed him now. First he woke up in a different place, and now his eyes were weird? What was going to happen next?
That question quickly got an answer. Once Eridan’s eyes fully adjusted, he looked around and found a mirror. He was at least going to fix himself up before he faced whoever brought him here. He approached it, finding himself squinting slightly despite the fact that trolls should be able to see in the dark, and stared into the reflective glass. The person staring back at him made him shriek and stumble back in surprise. In front of him was a young human wearing his same shocked expression. The skinny body, pale soft skin, and brightly colored pajamas practically mocked him. Eridan quickly glanced towards the door to make sure no one heard him before he leaned into the mirror to examine himself. A light dusting of freckles covered his cheeks and nose, and blond curly hair framed his face. Thankfully he still had his violet streak, but he couldn’t help but notice the most glaring discrepancy. He didn’t have his horns. He stared at himself with wide eyes as he realized that his head was feeling lighter than normal. Fuck, why didn’t he notice that something was wrong sooner?
The dull thud of footsteps outside his door almost made Eridan jump. He whipped his head around to look for a weapon and eventually grabbed the bottle of hair gel that sat in front of the mirror. He turned, his hand clutching tightly to the bottle, and tried to make himself sound confident. He was not going to seem scared. “Fuck off!”
The footsteps stopped and Eridan waited impatiently for a response. Then the handle to his door turned and he silently cursed. Why didn’t he think to lock it? Eridan felt a pit form in his stomach as the door silently opened. He held the bottle at arm’s length as the light from the hallway cut through the dark of his bedroom. Then a human stepped out to look at him. The guy was pale like Eridan. His dyed black hair was slicked back and he had on a leather jacket, but most startlingly of all, he looked just like Cronus. Eridan slowly lowered his arm, too surprised by the identity of the guest to worry about defending himself.
Cronus raised an eyebrow at his brother’s defensive position. “What’s got you so worked up?” he asked.
Eridan found himself too stunned to answer properly. To his utter shame, he only mumbled “I. Uh. Cronus?”
The other teen glanced over his shoulder as if someone else was in the room before he replied. “That’s me. Did something happen?”
Eridan’s brows furrowed in confusion. What didn’t happen? “Can you really not tell?”
“I got nothing.”
“What about our horns? What about our fins? We’re humans."
Cronus stared blankly at Eridan for a moment. Then he burst into laughter and almost doubled over from the force of it. Eridan’s crossed arms and unamused glower only made him laugh harder, and it was a long time before he could speak again. “Are you shitting me,” he snickered. “Seriously? I came running up here ‘cause I heard your scream and all I get is some weird dream you had?”
If he were still a troll, Eridan would be growling with irritation. It felt weird to talk without his usual subvocals. “It wasn’t a dream! Do you seriously not remember Sgrub?”
Cronus was still laughing slightly. “The hell was that word that just came out of your mouth? No, I don’t remember it. ‘Humans’ don’t share dreams, chief.”
“Oh, fuck off. I know you’re just playing a trick on me.”
“Funny, ‘cause I don’t even know that.”
“Then how do you explain me waking up here?”
Cronus gave him an incredulous look. “Are you serious?”
“That dream really fucked you up, didn’t it?” mused Cronus. “This is your bedroom.”
“Your what now?”
Eridan groaned and ran a hand over his face. “Don’t try to play dumb with me.”
His brother shrugged and glanced towards the door. “I’m not trying to. Just,” he hesitated for a moment. “Just come downstairs whenever you’re over this, okay? Dad’s got breakfast going.”
Cronus looked at Eridan like he was expecting something else. Eventually it became clear that there would be no other response, so he shrugged again and left the room. Eridan waited for a moment and then dashed forward to close it. What the fuck was that about? Cronus seemed genuinely confused about the questions, but he had to know. He had to, right? Eridan turned to look at himself in the mirror, now taking note of the pupils in his eyes. But what if it was true and Cronus didn’t even remember? No, it couldn’t be, there would be memories of something before the game. Eridan reached up to feel where his horns would be but only got a handful of hair. Whatever was happening, he was going to find out. For now he’d play cool.
He took a deep breath and straightened himself up. He looked around and, finding a light switch, reached over to flip the lights on. He hissed as the light cut into his vision again and set the bottle of hair gel down while he waited for his eyes to adjust. Then he looked for some sort of place a human version of him would put his clothes. Once he found the closet he put on only the best outfit he could find and left his pajamas in a pile. From there, Eridan retrieved the hair gel and went over to the mirror to shape his hair into its usual style. When he was satisfied he switched the light off, opened his door, and stepped out into the hallway.
He only spared a glance at some of the lavish paintings hung on the walls as he strided down the corridor. He kept his posture straight and his gait purposeful to try to hide the fact that he had no idea where he was going. Eridan eventually came across a large staircase and, remembering what Cronus said about going downstairs, he lifted his chin in mock confidence and walked down them. He didn’t forget about Cronus’ mention of a father. Either seahorse dad was here or someone far worse was, and given that he was currently a human, Eridan guessed that it was the latter. He just had to hope that this version of Dualscar didn’t remember Alternia either.
Once he was at the bottom of the stairs, it was easy to smell what he assumed to be the usual scent of breakfast. Eridan wished he didn’t have a human’s lackluster nose, but he supposed it couldn’t have too much of a disadvantage if the other two had it as well. He could also hear the soft sounds of plates being set on a table, and as he ventured closer to the source, he also heard some sort of meat sizzling and quiet conversation.
Eridan walked into the kitchen to find Dualscar lifting a pan with small strips of meat off the stove. He was a tall broad-shouldered man, blond hair slicked back much like Eridan’s. Cronus talked quietly from where he was putting the last plate down on the table and the adult hummed something in response. However, as soon as the older teen saw Eridan, the words stopped flowing. Dualscar turned, looked at his younger son, and strolled towards the table. The twin scars on his face were now visible. Silence filled the room, disrupted only by the sounds of the meat strips hitting the plates. They were called bacon, right?
“I heard you had a bad dream,” ventured D- Eridan’s father. Fuck, he’ll have to call him that if he wanted to play cool. “Do you want to talk about it?”
Suffice to say, Eridan had no idea what to say. It wasn’t just the question that caught him off guard but his ‘dad’ too. Dualscar was a supposedly epic orphaner and pirate. He was known for his brutality and merciless ways, and that’s what made him such a good orphaner. But this adult was no killer. That still didn’t stop the instinctive fear of adults that Eridan felt, but maybe it was good to be afraid. There could be some part of human culture he had yet to know about.
“Are you okay?” Oh fuck, Dualscar was staring at him. Apparently Eridan was thinking for too long.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” he answered. “It was just a dream.”
Cronus gave him a look, but didn’t say anything as he went to retrieve a different pan. Inside it was some sort of yellow mush that Eridan might’ve heard called eggs before. That didn’t look like any egg to him, but who knew? The species on Earth could be vastly different from those on Alternia. He watched his dancestor- brother (that should be the right word for him) set the eggs down on each plate. Dualscar set the bacon pan in the sink and sat down at the head of the table. There were two plates left, each on one side of the table, and Eridan hesitated for only a moment before he sat down in front of one. Cronus set his pan back on the unheated side of the stove and sat down across from his brother.
Normally there would be some sort of conversation, or at least Eridan guessed there would be, but there was none today. Maybe that was his fault, but what else was he supposed to do? He sighed, but quickly stopped when he saw his father glance at him. Careful not to draw anymore attention, Eridan picked up his fork and tried to remember the sensation of eating. He was dead so long he almost forgot it, but now that he’s probably alive he’s going to have to get used to it again. Luckily, a tentative bite of egg is all it takes for him to remember. As he starts eating at a more proper pace, he can’t help but notice Cronus on his phone in front of him. Maybe that was a normal thing during human mealtimes? However, given the look Dualscar was now directing towards his oldest son, that was probably not the case.
At least he wasn’t looking at Eridan. In fact, now that the young teen was eating again, he found that he grew more comfortable with the people at the table. Not that comfortable considering that there was an adult right next to him, but it was still something. Dualscar cleared his throat, still staring at Cronus, but the other ignored him in favor texting someone. Eventually the man sighed and reached over to pull the older teen’s phone from his grasp. Cronus gasped and tried to reach for his phone, but Dualscar placed it in his pocket where he couldn’t reach.
“Hey, I wasn’t done!” he exclaimed. His father rolled his eyes.
“You know better than to text at the table,” chastised Dualscar. “This is a family breakfast.”
“It was important!”
“Oh really? What’s more important than me?”
Cronus crossed his arms and looked away. “I was telling someone about Eridan’s dream”, he said. That asshole. “He said he had something similar and I was asking him about it.”
Wait, what? Eridan perked up, interested to hear who it was, but Dualscar spoke before he could.
“You could’ve saved that until afterwards.”, he said. “I’m tempted to make you do the dishes with me.”
“At least there aren’t that many,” Cronus grumbled, but his father heard.
“For the week.”
“I’ll make you do it for the next month.”
Eridan almost laughed at his brother’s mutinous expression, but he managed to reign it in. He was determined to look serious. “Hey, Cro?”
Cronus glanced over at him. “Yeah?”
“It seems kind of weird that someone else had the same, uh, dream as me. What’s his name?”
His brother stared at him for a long moment before getting a knowing look on his face. “Mituna. I’d send you his pesterchum handle, but Dad has my phone.”
Pesterchum, not Trollian? Interesting. “You could just tell me. I have a good memory.”
Cronus barked out a laugh. “You have a shit memory, but I guess it doesn’t hurt to try. He’s technophilicAnnulment. If you have trouble remembering, you can always ask one of his brothers for it. I know you have their handles already.”
Eridan nodded and repeated the handle in his head. If his brother was right, he didn’t want to risk forgetting it due to inherited bad memory. Human bodies sucked enough already. He watched the two others at the table resume eating and did the same, all the while thinking about what he was going to say. Was he just going to march into Mituna’s pesterchum demanding answers? No, what if Mituna was just pretending? But why would he pretend to Cronus? Actually, did Eridan meet him before? Would that lead to some clue as to how to go about broaching the question? He didn’t know, but ultimately all of these questions paled in comparison to the sudden overwhelming need to speak to Mituna. This was his chance to try to get answers. Eridan didn’t even know where his phone was, but he thought he saw a husktop back in his room. Or was it a computer? Considering he was currently human, it was probably a computer.
Eridan couldn’t finish his meal soon enough. The other two weren’t done yet but since he inferred that they were doing the dishes, he assumed that it was okay to quietly excuse himself. He left without hassle and, once he was out of sight, he practically ran back to his room. It was no trouble to get back to his room and rush straight to his computer. He frantically searched for some sort of power button, found it, and fell into his seat. Then he realized that he needed a password.
What the fuck kind of password would a human version of him even have? He sat in front of the screen, hands hovering over the keyboard, and waited for any sort of idea to come to him. It was possible it could have something to do with Feferi, but Eridan didn’t even know if she existed here. What if it was created a while ago, back when he was obsessed with obviously fake magic? Did this human version of him even have a magic fase? He didn’t know for sure and he didn’t have any idea how many tries he would be given before something happened to his computer. He pondered for another moment and an idea quickly appeared. He pushed away from the desk and looked at it as a whole. Four drawers could be seen. Eridan opened one of them and, low and behold, inside he found a password book. From there it was easy to find the password, enter it, and open up pesterchum. He typed Mituna’s handle in, hoped he remembered it correctly, and sent a message.
-- caligulasAquarium [CA] began pestering technophilicAnnulment [TA] at 09:28 --
TA: 4ND WH0 7H3 FUCK 15 7H15
TA: 0H 5H17 Y0U’R3 CR0NU55 D4NC3570R
CA: so you knoww him
TA: WH47 K1ND 0F 1D107H D0 Y0U 74K3 M3 F0R 0F C0UR53 1 KN0KW H1M
CA: you said dancestor
CA: not brother
TA: UH Y34H
TA: 1 D1D 7H47 F0R 4 FUCK1NG R3450N
CA: and wwhat reason is that
TA: W3 W3R3 7H4LK1NG 480U7 4 DR34M Y0U H4D
CA: if you can call it that
TA: D0 Y0U R3M3M83R 50M37H1NG C4LL3D 5GRU8
TA: D0 Y0U R3M3M83R H4V1NG H0RN5
CA: fuck yeah i do
TA: 4ND D035 17 F33L 50 R34L 7H47 Y0U 5DW34R 17H 15N’7 4 DR34M?
CA: that isnt evven a question its a fact
CA: is it the same wwith you
CA: wwell shit then
CA: cro mentioned you havve brothers
TA: M4L3 H47CHM47H3S R1GH7
CA: yeah i guess so
CA: but that also includes your dancestor
TA: 1 D0 H4V3 MY D4NC3570R 8U7 1 4L50 H4V3 7HW0 07H3R W31RD05 7H47 MY D4NC3570R C4LL5 MY 8R07H3R5
CA: wwait seriously
CA: i think i only havve my dancestor an my
TA: Y0UR WH47
CA: my ancestor is here too
TA: 0H FUCCK
TA: BU7 7H47’5 W0R53 F0R 4L73RN14N 7R0LL5 R1GH7?
CA: it is
CA: theyre vvery likely to kill you
TA: 47 L3457 7H3R3 15N’7 4N 4NC357H0R 4T MY H1V3
CA: do any a your so called brothers remember the game or is it just us
TA: 1 H4V3 N0 1D34. 1’V3 0NLY 74LK3D 70 MY D4NC357H0R 4ND H3 D037HN’7 R3M3M83R
CA: you knoww its okay to call him sollux
TA: 0H 5H17 1 F0RG07 H15 N4M3
TA: D0N’7 73LL H1M
CA: i probably wwont
TA: 4NYW4Y 1 D0N’7 KN0W 1F MY 51573R5 KN0W 317H3R 8U7 1M N07 L34V1NG MY R35P1738L0VCK 4NY 71M3 500N
CA: wwait wwhat
TA: Y34H 4PP4R3N7LY 7H15 H1V3 15 JU5T 4 CLU5TH3RFUCK 0F 7R0LL5 7H47 4R3N7H 7R0LL5 4NYM0R3
TA: 1 7HINK 7H3R35 51X 0F U5 H3R3
CA: holy shit
CA: do you knoww wwho any a them are
TA: 4ND 1 D0N’7 PL4N 7H0 KN0W
CA: but wwhat if you havve to
TA: I D0N’T
CA: howw else are you gonna see if they remember the game
TA: 1’LL JU5T M3554GE 7H3M
CA: wwithout evven knowwin wwho they are
TA: FYCK1NHG D4MN17
TA: I D0M’7 W4N7H 70 L34V3
CA: but think about it
CA: the sooner wwe knoww the sooner wwe can find a wway out of wwhatever mess wwevve gotten ourselvves into
CA: because the more people wwe havve in on this the better plans wwe can make
TA: Y0U’R3 M4K1NFG T00 MUCH 53N53. 570P U17
TA: H0LD Y0UR 7H17H5
CA: my wwhat
CA: wwhat are you doin
CA: are you leavvin your respiteblock
CA: i hope so
CA: its been a wwhile
CA: can i call you mit
CA: quick question
CA: wwhy does your handle havve the same abbrevviation as sols
CA: thats gonna get confusin real fast
CA: also i think i remember talkin to you in the dream bubbles noww that i think about it
CA: didnt realize it before but im pretty sure i talked to sols dancestor
CA: wwhich is you
CA: but then again youre
CA: than wwhen i last talked to you
CA: i dunno
CA: i dont knoww if thats a human thin or a bad sign
CA: maybe both
CA: okay wwhere the fuck are you
-- technophilicAnnulment [TA] ceased pestering caligulasAquarium [CA] at 09:52 --
CA: wwhat the fuck
technophilicAnnulment [TA] opened a private memo on board F0UMND 0N3
TA: SUP N3RD5
caligulasAquarium [CA] responded to memo
CA: okay wwhat the fuck is this
carcinoGeneticist [CG] responded to memo
CG: OH YOU’VE GOT TO BE SHITTING ME.
CG: HI, ASSHOLE.
CA: holy shit
TA: W3LC0M3 70 7H3 804RD F0R 7H3 0NLY NJ07 7HR0LL5 0N 7H15 PL4N37 7H47 KN0W 480U7 7H3 G4M3
CG: WE CAN NOT BE THE ONLY ONES.
CA: wwe actually might be
TA: D4MN 7H475 4 L07 0F 7HYP1NG
TA: D035 7H15 U5U4LLY H4PP3N
CA: this is gonna be somethin
CG: NO, I REFUSE TO BELIEVE THIS BULLSHIT. I **REFUSE**. I DID NOT FIGHT THROUGH AN ENTIRE DEATH GAUNTLET JUST TO LAND IN A WORLD WHERE ONLY THREE OF US REMEMBER JACK SHIT. I DID NOT ASK FOR SOME SORT OF SHITTY ““POST-SBURB GAME”” TO COME IN AND WRECK MY SHIT. I WORKED SO HARD TO BUILT IT UP BUT THEN THIS WRIGGLER OF A PRIZE CAME AND KNOCKED DOWN ALL MY HARD WORK. THE VERY LEAST IT COULD DO IS HAVE US ALL REMEMBER??? BUT NOPE! STUPID DUMBFUCKING DOUCHEBAGGERY ““““CORRUPTION SEQUENCE””””. WHO IN THEIR ABSOLUTE RIGHT THINK PAN MADE THIS FOOLISHNESS? ACTUALLY I DON’T EVEN KNOW IF I CAN CALL IT A THINK PAN ANYMORE BECAUSE I’M ***HUMAN***! I’D LIKE TO MAKE A FUCKING COMPLAINT.
CA: i think you just did
CG: OH, I HAVE A LOT MORE TO SAY. I HAVE AN ENTIRE TEN PAGES WORTH OF SCREAMING TO DO. THAT WAS ONLY THE BEGINNING OF MY RAGE.
CA: please no
CA: i like your rants as much as the next guy
CA: but wwe need to figure out a plan
CG: I DISLIKE THE FACT THAT YOU’RE CUTTING ME OFF BUT ON THE OTHER HAND, FINALLY, SOME COMMON SENSE.
TA: 8Y 7H3 W4Y 1 F0UND 0U7 WH0 MY 8R07H3R5 4ND 5157H3R5 4R3
CA: oh nice
CG: YEAH, IT’S QUITE THE CLUSTERFUCK.
CG: BUT LET’S MAKE THIS EASY AND NOT LIST ALL OF THE NAMES.
TA: W3 G07 7H3 C4P7H0R5 (L1K3 M3 H3H) 7H3 V4N7455 4ND 7H3 L31J0N5
CA: are you serious
CG: HE’S SERIOUS.
TA: 4L50 1 F0UND 0U7 7H47 1 W45 WR0NG 480U7 7H3 4NC3570R 7H1NG
CA: you mean that theres an ancestor there
CG: MORE THAN ONE. WE HAVE THE SIGNLESS, DISCIPLE, AND THE PSIONIC ALL IN THIS HIVE TOO.
CA: howw are you twwo evven still alivve
CG: I HAVE NO IDEA. I’VE BEEN AVOIDING THEM LIKE THE PLAGUE.
TA: 1 G07 57H0PP3D 8Y 7H3M 1N 7H3 H4LLW4Y
CA: an youre still alivve
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CA: towwards you
CG: YES, TOWARDS HIM.
CA: thats fucked up
CG: IT IS. BUT AS THE RESIDENT HUMAN EXPERT, I KNOW IT’S JUST THEIR WAY OF DOING SHIT. THEY’RE ACTING AS OUR LUSI AND THAT’S JUST HOW HUMAN LUSI TAKE CARE OF THEIR CHARGES.
CA: actually speakin of humans
CA: i forgot to ask if you twwo are humans
CG: SADLY, YES.
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CG: I ALSO MENTIONED IT IN MY RANT, FUCKER.
CA: oh shit youre right
TA: 5UCK MY FUCK1NG BULG3 D4MN R1GH7 W3R3 R1GHTH
CA: theres really no need for that
CG: ANYWAY SO WHAT’S OUR FUCKING PLAN?
CA: wwait hold on i forgot one other thin
CA: human dualscar is in my hivve
CG: OH SHIT, DUALSCAR. MINE, SOLLUX’S, AND NEPETA’S ANCESTORS WERE AT LEAST PROBABLY NICE BACK ON ALTERNIA.
CG: I FORGOT THAT THE HIGHER ANCESTORS WOULD BE MORE LIKELY TO DO SOME BAD SHIT.
CG: DID HE HURT YOU AT ALL? DO I NEED TO GO KICK SOME ASS?
CA: wwould you actually go up against a full growwn former violetblood for me
CG: SHUT UP. DID HE? DO I?
CA: nah im good
CA: i wwouldnt havve forgotten if he hurt me
CG: THAT DOES MAKE SENSE.
CG: BUT DID HE INTIMIDATE YOU?
CA: his vvery presence did but did he actually do anythin
CA: he evven asked if i wwas okay
CA: since i wwas spacin out for a second there
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CA: shut up
CG: THAT’S ACTUALLY GOOD NEWS.
CA: wwhat is
CG: THE FACT THAT HE IS ALSO UNDER THE SPELL OF HUMAN PALENESS.
CA: howw is that good
CG: WE ALREADY HAVE CONFIRMATION OF FOUR ANCESTORS LIVING ON THIS PLANET, AND ALL OF THEM ARE HUMAN. WHAT’S TO SAY THAT THERE AREN’T MORE ANCESTORS TURNED HUMAN?
CA: wwhere are you gonna go wwith this
CG: THERE’S A VERY GOOD CHANCE THAT THE CONDESCE IS HERE AS A HUMAN, AND THAT HER HUMANITY IS KEEPING HER PLACID.
CA: but that means theres still a condesce here
CG: BUT THAT ALSO MEANS SHE ISN’T ANYWHERE ELSE.
CA: an her bein here as a human means that theres no troll empress wwith some alternia somewwhere else
CG: EXACTLY. AT THE VERY LEAST, IF WE CAN’T ESCAPE THIS BULLSHIT OF A GAME AFTER A GAME, WE CAN AT LEAST TRY TO FIND THIS GAME’S VERSION OF ALTERNIA. HOPEFULLY WE’D HAVE NO EMPRESS TO ATTACK US AND A WHOLE PLANET TO RECOUP AND FIGURE THINGS OUT.
CA: thats actually a good idea
CG: YOU SAY THAT LIKE YOU’RE SURPRISED. I’LL HAVE YOU KNOW I AM FULL OF GOOD IDEAS.
CA: i dont doubt it
CG: IT’S BEEN THREE MINUTES SINCE YOU SAID “I DON’T DOUBT IT”.
CA: wwheres mit
CA: he should a said somethin by noww
CG: OF COURSE. YOU AND YOUR NICKNAMES.
CA: i like to call them abbrevviations
CG: CALL THEM WHATEVER YOU WANT, MITUNA STILL ISN’T HERE.
CA: is somethin happenin ovver there
CG: NOTHING. MITUNA HASN’T LEFT HIS RESPITEBLOCK.
CA: can you go an check
CG: I’M OUTSIDE HIS DOOR RIGHT NOW. I HEAR HIM TALKING TO SOLLUX.
CA: wwell fuckin knock
CA: its been a feww minutes
CA: are you okay
CA: wwhere evven are you twwo
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CA: wwheres kar
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CA: he wwas gonna to knock to see if you wwere okay but then he stopped respondin
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TA: H0LD 0N
CA: fuck okay
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CA: wwhy not wwhats happenin
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CA: do you wwant to go first
CA: i cant help but notice that youvve been
CA: i dont really knoww wwhat other wword to use for it
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CA: you havve
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CA: because you wwere too calm
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CA: do you think you bein calmer is a human thin
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CA: so wwhat do you mean
CG: I’M BACK, WHAT DID I MISS?
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CG: EXPLAIN WHAT?
CA: he wwas talkin to me
CG: YEAH, I JUST READ WHAT I MISSED AND NOTICED THAT.
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TA: M4YB3 84L4NC3D?
CG: I HAVEN’T REALLY TALKED MUCH TO YOU SO I DON’T KNOW WHAT I’M MISSING IF ANYTHING, BUT WHATEVER’S HAPPENING
CG: GOG FUCKING DAMNIT.
CA: that wwas gettin pretty close to pale there kar
CG: YEAH I KNOW, THAT’S WHY I STOPPED MYSELF!
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CA: oh really
CG: WHAT IS IT?
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causticCondescension [CC] responded to memo
CC: sup beaches
CG: WHO THE FUCK IS THAT?
CA: wwait that handle abbrevviation is fefs but that handle isnt
CA: is that meenah
CC: shore is
CA: shit does evvery dancestor havve the same abbrevviation as their dancestor
CA: that wwas wworded wweirdly but still
CG: WELL SHIT.
CA: thats wweird
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CA: oh come on is he gonna tell evverybody he knowws
CA: cod damnit
CG: AND THERE GO THE PUNS AGAIN.
CC: buoy you shoald know i LIV-E for puns
CG: I WAS TALKING ABOUT ERIDAN. HE NEVER USES THEM UNLESS HE’S IN THE SAME CHAT AS FEFERI. AND APPARENTLY YOU.
CA: kar wwhat the fuck
CA: i dont do that
CC: isnt that sweet
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CA: fuck off i dont do it
CC: as fun as it is talkin aboat when eridan does and doesnt pun i want to make sure i have names right
CC: grey shouty is karcrab
CG: FUCK YOU, WHY DOES EVERYONE KNOW ME AS THE SHOUTING TROLL?
CA: because you are the shoutin troll
CC: purple fucker is eridan
CC: and i already know mituna
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CC: yeah thats how it works
CG: ANYWAY, I’M GUESSING YOU KNOW ABOUT SGRUB AND OUR HUMAN SITUATION TOO?
CC: too well
CC: by the wave eridan fuck you
CA: excuse me
CC: i tried messagin to you as soon as cronus told me about that dream of yours but you didnt respond
CA: i didnt evven notice
CC: yeah i bet you didnt
CC: luckily cronus was happy to tell me who you went to talk to
CC: aka tuna
CG: ERIDAN, I EXPECTED BETTER FROM YOU.
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CG: “OH SNAP” IS RIGHT. HOW LONG HAVE I KNOWN YOU? AND NEVER HAVE YOU MISSED A MESSAGE.
CG: FOR FUCKING SHAME.
CA: uh kar
CG: WHAT IS IT?
CA: i dont havve any messages from meenah
CC: are you shore you want to be accusin M-E of lyin
CA: im not tryin to accuse you a anythin
CA: but theres nothin here
CA: did you make a mistake
CC: i know for a fact i messaged caligulasAquarium
CC: which is you
CA: look im not sayin that you didnt but
CA: i literally havve nothin here
Eridan clicked away from the memo board he spent the last few minutes on. Actually, hold on, that was a lot more than a few minutes. He glanced at the clock on his computer screen and saw that it was already more than an hour later. That was… actually not that bad, considering the lengthy conversations he would have before and during the game. But anyway, he had a point to prove. He searched Meenah’s username and messaged her. Sure enough, there were no messages above his. Either pesterchum was glitched or he was right. A second later the memo went off and he clicked back to it.
CG: YOU BETTER NOT BE LYING.
CC: he isnt
CA: damn right im not
CG: HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?
CC: he just messaged me and its a completely different window than when i first messaged him
CC: and im looking at both of them and they both have the same handle
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CC: no shit
CG: CAN YOU GIVE US A SCREENSHOT?
CC: yeah hold on
CA: is this somethin like wwhen wwe used to havve convversations wwith our past and future selvves
CA: but wwithout the past and present selvves
CA: and wwith somethin to do wwith this alternate game thin
CG: WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
CA: i dont knoww about any a you guys but cro and dualscar havve been treatin me like i wwas alwways here evven tho i havvent been
CA: so i think that implies that i took some vversion of mes place
CG: YOU THINK MEENAH MESSAGED THE YOU THAT’S SUPPOSED TO BE HERE INSTEAD OF THE YOU THAT IS?
CA: i dont knoww but its a theory
CC: im back and heres a link
CG: THANK YOU.
CC: you know eridan that might actually be plausible
CA: im glad i can livve up to your standards
CA: that wwas supposed to be sarcastic
CC: im not talkin to you im talkin to the buoy thats hackin my shit
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CC: why the fuck you hackin
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CA: howw so
CG: PLEASE EXPLAIN.
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CA: wwoww thanks for hackin into my husk
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CG: BUT UNDERSTANDABLE.
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CC: im pretty sure that isnt supposed to work that wave
CG: I UNDERSTAND JACK SHIT ABOUT HUSKTOPS AND I KNOW EVEN LESS ABOUT COMPUTERS BUT I ALSO KNOW THAT ISN’T RIGHT.
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CG: WOAH HOLD ON, CALM DOWN.
CC: thats pale as shit
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CG: EXCUSE YOU! I’M JUST BEING A GOOD FRIEND.
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CA: to be honest its surprisin that he got this far wwithout typos
CA: in the brief time i kneww him he seemed the type to alwways be makin typos
CC: he is
CG: OKAY, LET’S STOP SPREADING RUMORS HERE.
CA: literally no rumors are bein spread im just thinkin shit out loud
CC: by the way i read above where i came in to the memo
CC: and that shit aboat tuna is interesting
CC: we shoald ask him what he was savin to talk aboat later
CG: CAN YOU FUCKING STOP? HE DOESN’T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT RIGHT NOW.
CC: pale much
CG: EXCUSE ME??
CG: CAN I STOP BEING ACCUSED OF PALE ADVANCES ALREADY!?
CC: only when you stop actin pale
CA: oh shit
CG: FUCK YOU.
CC: you couldnt handle it
CC: okay are people goin to make a halibut outta disappearin cause if so i dont like it
CA: at least mit told us he wwas gonna do other shit before he left and kar didnt officially leavve the memo
CC: you and i both know that not officially leavin means jack shit
CC: whats up with you
CA: wwhy are you interested all of a sudden
CC: im bored and i barely know you
CA: but i only have the usual stuff up with me
CC: you mean the human fin goin on
CA: actually i think wwe wwere supposed to ask you a question
CC: about my ancestor
CC: or rather feferis ancestor cause mine is a little beach and not here
CC: id say that shes fin but
CC: i dont know
CC: im good at judgin shady character by now and she just has somefin about her
CC: somefin fishy
CA: can you keep an eye on her for us
CC: thats what i was goin to do anywave
CG: HEY IDIOTS.
CC: took you long enough
CA: wwhat happened this time
CG: WAIT, BEFORE I SAY ANYTHING, IS MITUNA STILL HERE?
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CG: GOOD. YOU’RE THE CREATOR OF THE MEMO AND IT’S PRIVATE SO I’LL HAVE TO ASK YOU TO INVITE TWO PEOPLE.
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CG: LET ME MESSAGE YOU PRIVATELY.
CC: oh come on are you searious
CG: VERY. BESIDES, IT’LL ONLY TAKE A MOMENT.
CC: it betta
CA: my guess is wwere gettin more trolls
CA: i dunno
CA: nep seems likely to be one and if we care about balance i guess theres always tavs dancestor
CC: youre bad at guessin
CA: excuse me
CG: SAY HELLO TO THE NEWEST MEMBERS OF OUR NOT SO HUMBLE GROUP.
The room was quiet and cast in darkness. The drawn blinds on the window blocked most of the sunlight but small rays still managed to peek through. They softly illuminated two beds on each side of the room, one occupied and one empty. Two desks sat near the beds, one littered with foreign souvenirs and the other that held haphazardly placed notebooks and a dirty stuffed wolf that currently lived at the base of a potted plant. Two wardrobes sat opposite of the beds, obviously in an attempt to leave a large clear space in the middle of the room. The only thing that thwarted that plan were the piles of stuffed animals and movie posters that waited in their tubes for the day they would be hung on the walls.
Across the room, a soft groan sounded from the occupied bed. The copious amount of blankets wrapped around the occupant meant that they couldn’t actually be seen, but that would quickly be rectified. As soon as memories came flooding back, they thrashed inside their blankets and clawed for escape. One by one, the blankets fell to the floor to reveal to girl sitting straight up, her hair frazzled and her eyes wide.
Jade did not know where she was. All she remembered was the final door turning into something that wasn’t supposed to be there, and then those words, and- oh no. Where was she!? She stood up and quickly looked over the room. Wherever she was, she looked to be in some sort of version of her room. There was obviously someone else living with her but she could deal with that later. For now she sniffed the air to try to find any telling scents, but for some reason her nose wasn’t working right. Jade narrowed her eyes in thought and marched across the room to stand in front of the mirror that sat between both wardrobes.
She saw herself wearing a nightshirt, but otherwise everything was the same. She was still her average height, she still had her dark skin, her-
Her ears. Her dog ears! They were gone! Jade quickly reached up to pat at her head as if the mirror was somehow wrong, but she couldn’t feel them. A quick reach behind her told her that her tail was gone too. No wonder her nose wasn’t working right, she was so used to having Bec’s sense of smell that she forgot what it was like to be ‘normal’ again. She sighed and rubbed her face with one hand. Hopefully this is all the game did.
Suddenly the door opened. “Hey, Jade!”
Jade just about jumped ten feet into the air. She whipped around, teeth bared and fists curled, only to relax as soon as she saw who it was. It was just Jake. “Oh, hey,” she replied. She didn’t really remember him well. They didn’t talk much, especially since they both assumed they’d have more time for that after they collected their reward. Some reward this new game was. “Do you know what’s going on?” she asked. Hopefully he’d know more than her.
“I sure do,” beamed Jake. He didn't seem fazed at all by her reaction. “We’re heading out in half an hour to go see our good friends!”
Jade quickly perked up. It would’ve been better with her ears and tail back, but she’ll definitely get them soon. Especially with the others to help! “That’s awesome! I’ll get dressed right away.”
“You got it,” he replied. “Feel free to get yourself whatever you like for breakfast.”
“Will do,” she said as she watched him back out of the doorway. She smiles happily to herself as she went over to close the door. Things may be weird, but at least meeting their friends would get everyone closer to winning the post game already. Jade went over to the window and peeked through the blinds, letting her eyes adjust for a moment. Her intention was just to see what season it was so she could dress accordingly, but now that she was looking, she found herself staring at the nearby buildings instead of the trees. She wasn’t on her island, but in some kind of neighborhood! But maybe that was the game’s doing? This room was clearly different so it made sense that she’d live somewhere different too.
Jade sighed and stepped away from the window. She went over to her closet and pulled out a t-shirt and shorts to put on, thinking all the while about what this new game would entail. Did they have to fight more monsters? Were the monster going to be different? Wait, did they even have their powers anymore? Jade quickly looked towards one of the piles, made a frame around one of the stuffed animals with her hands, and enlarged it. At least she still had her powers. But then there was the question of whether or not Jade could still teleport. That was more Bec’s doing, but since he was gone for now she needed to know if she could do it with her godtier powers alone.
She closed her eyes and thought about appearing on the other side of the room, but it wasn’t that simple anymore. She had to move herself there, not be there. Jade relaxed herself and expanded her spatial awareness. She didn’t just know where objects were in her room by remembering them anymore. Now her powers meant she could sense the edges of the walls and the desks, and most importantly, the spot she wanted to teleport to. She focused on the distance between her and the space around her destination. Jade furrowed her brows with concentration and, with a push, felt space bend around her for a brief second. She blinked her eyes open and found that she was exactly where she wanted to be, and she let out a whoop of success. She did it! The process was more complicated than it was when she was Bec, but if she needed to she could get used to it.
Jade hummed to herself and went over to open the blinds covering the window. She’d have to practice long distance teleportation, but that could wait until she could make a plan with her friends. For now she was happy enough to teleport her phone into her pocket (luckily it was close by), brush her hair out, and exit her room to walk downstairs like a normal person. She saw Jake at the table as he buttered a piece of toast and thought to herself. They might be in another game but that didn’t mean they couldn’t get used to each other. She was pretty sure the best way to do that was to treat him like a sibling, so she did what her limited knowledge of siblings told her she should do.
Jade stole Jake’s toast as soon as he finished buttering it and smirked as his shocked expression as she took a bite out of it. She only hummed in response to his complaints and watched as he grabbed another slice of bread. She wouldn’t steal that one, she didn’t want to be that mean. While Jake was waiting for his new slice of bread to toast he leaned back against the counter and asked her something, but Jade found that her attention was somewhere else completely. Her grandpa just entered the room.
He was exactly as she remembered him: broad shouldered, curly mustache, the whole nine yards. He didn’t have his usual exploration gear on, instead he wore khaki shorts like Jake’s and a green Hawaiian shirt, but he was still perfectly recognizable. Jade gasped in excitement and ran over to wrap her arms around him, only barely keeping the toast from messing up his clothes.
“Grandpa!” she exclaimed. She couldn’t believe it! He was alive again!
“Jade!” he chuckled. “It’s like you haven’t seen me in years!”
Jade was confused at that, but nothing could slow down her excitement. She stepped away from her grandpa and looked him up and down just to make sure. Yup, this was him!
From his position at the counter, Jake laughed. He just finished preparing his second piece of toast. “First you wake up late and now you’re acting like you haven’t seen Grandpa last night? Who are you?”
Jade huffed and crossed her arms, giving Jake her best unamused glare. It didn’t really work since she was still excited, but it was the thought that counted! “Well excuse me,” she retorted. “Maybe I was exhausted and I just wanted to appreciate Grandpa.” She didn’t know Jake knew her enough to know that she usually wakes up early, but that could just be his knowledge of his grandmother. She also didn’t know why Jake thought she saw Grandpa last night, but he could always be confused by John’s (or maybe Jane’s) dad. They did look kind of similar.
“Sleeping in makes sense after yesterday,” Grandpa added. “You did seem tired.”
Jake shrugged and bit off a piece of toast. Jade just remembered her own, so she took a bite of hers too. There was no sense in wasting food! She was seeing her friends today anyway, and she was sure there were going to be enough shenanigans to make her hungry. Speaking of her friends... “So when are we heading out?”
“As soon as you two are ready,” replied Grandpa.
Jake immediately scarfed down his piece of toast. “I’m ready now!”
Jade quickly finished her’s in response. “I’m ready too!”
Their grandpa laughed heartily and started walking towards the door. “If you say so. I’ll go get my shoes on.”
The two teens glanced at each other before quickly racing towards the front door. Jade was slower at first since she had no idea where the door was, but once she saw where Jake was heading she was off like a shot. She skidded into the foyer and hurriedly looked around for her shoes. Jake shot past her towards a closet and she quickly followed. He opened it and pulled out a random pair of shoes and Jade whooped as she snatched them from his grasp. Thankfully they were hers, and she quickly managed to put them on before Jake even found his (she may or may not have used her powers to help, but she didn’t think anyone saw). Jade heard Grandpa laugh at their antics and she grinned over at him, ignoring Jake cursing in the background while he clumsily tried to get his shoes on.
Once they were finally ready, Grandpa led them outside and to a car parked in the driveway. Jade really expected them to have transportalizers, but she guessed that the new game wouldn’t give them everything . Otherwise there’d barely be any point! Jake ran around the car to claim shotgun and Jade stuck her tongue out at him, but she didn’t really mind. She found that she actually enjoyed sibling antics! She couldn’t believe she missed this while she was growing up.
But she was still growing, she thought as she slid into the back seat. She wasn’t legally an adult yet, but even if she was she knew that brains didn’t really stop growing until 25. She was definitely still growing! Jade buckled herself in the way John once described it to her and looked out of the window as the car lurched forward. Speaking of age, she was still 16, right? A quick look over confirmed it. At least the new game didn’t change that much. However, apparently it changed Jake’s manner of speech? Again, she hasn’t known him for that long, but he definitely seemed to talk differently! Could the game even do that or was he playing a trick on her earlier? She should ask him later.
Jade watched the houses go by. Each one was nearly identical to the others. She would’ve liked at least some big differences, but that might just be her. The people outside that were mowing their lawns and playing with their kids certainly didn’t seem to mind. The car slowly trundled along and Jade watched how the houses changed and got closer together. Were they heading into a city? If so, maybe she should see if her friends could explore it with her. It would be nice to see new things and exercise always made it easier to think and come up with new plans!
Sadly, the car didn’t head into the city. Instead it pulled into a parking lot, the townhouses across the street standing out among the apartment buildings that were becoming more common. Jade peered around the front seat to see a park stretching out in front of the car. It wasn’t anything massive, but the open field and small copses of trees made Jade long to run and explore everything the park had to offer. She almost forgot her longing for green spaces after the stress of the battle and this alternate game, not to mention the long lonely wait on the ship, but now she could finally satisfy that need! The car was barely parked in its space when she opened the door and launched herself out. Or, well, she tried to. She had to unbuckle herself before she could actually get out. Hopefully nobody noticed her blunder!
Of course, Jake and Grandpa noticed. They both laughed as they climbed out of the car, but Jade barely heard them. She was already sprinting down the field. She laughed as she tripped herself and fell into the grass to roll around in it. It’s been so long, but the wait was worth it just to feel this again! She kept laughing as she sat up and felt the grass with her hands. It was just how she remembered it.
Jade could hear other voices from the parking lot but she didn’t turn to look just yet. It was early enough in the day that she had the field all to herself and she wanted to enjoy it for a moment. She rolled around in the grass some more, not minding her hair. It was always messy with sticks and grass back on her island, so she was very used to it. Then again that was three years ago. Oh well, she’ll deal with it later. For now she was distracted by the quiet rustle of grass and the loud sounds of conversation from her friends.
Jade quickly got up and faced them. All the humans were there, even the ones she didn’t talk to before! There weren’t any trolls, but she figured they’d come up with a plan to find them sooner or later. For now she took in the sight of the group approaching her. There was Dave in some sort of argument with Rose, John making a joke with Roxy, and Jake leading the group with Dirk one one side and Jane on the other. All of them looked the same as they were before the alternate game started. Of course, except for the obvious lack of godtier pajamas. Luckily if Jade was anything to go by, they didn’t need them for their powers.
“Hey, guys!” beamed Jade. “How was your morning?”
Rose pointedly looked away from Dave to fix her gaze on Jade instead. Behind her, Dave was smirking. “It was surprisingly pleasant,” she answered. “I couldn’t say the same for the car ride.”
Dirk tore his attention away from Jake to smirk at Rose too. “Weren’t you the one that started the argument?”
His younger sister didn’t look at him in favor of continuing to talk to Jade. “But how was your morning? As exciting as usual?”
Jade snickered. “I don’t know about ‘usual’. It’s kind of weird waking up in a neighborhood with your grandpa back after everything Sburb threw at me, after all!”
Rose only responded with a blank stare. Jade deflated a bit at that and glanced at the rest of the group, who were all looking at her with the same expression. What did she say? Was she not supposed to talk about Sburb in public? The only person with a different expression was Roxy, her eyebrows raised in shock. Jade opened her mouth to try to ask why everyone was staring but suddenly Roxy cut her off with a shrill, forced laugh.
“Holy shit, that’s one weird dream you had! You said Sburb, right? That’s so weird! I dreamed about Sburb too! Maybe we haven’t seen each other in so long I accidentally shared one of my usual weird dreams with you to try to reach you!”
Jade was confused. Roxy called Sburb a dream, but why would she do that? Didn’t everyone know? Jade glanced around at the rest of the group, noticing that none of them were staring at her anymore. She didn’t know what was going on, but she did know that Roxy was smart. Whatever was happening, she was going to play along. “Hah, yeah,” Jade laughed. Hopefully it sounded real enough. “I’m surprised you guys didn’t realize I was referencing it earlier. I thought I texted you guys about it.”
That was obviously a lie, but the tension she didn’t even know was there suddenly faded with her words. John and Dirk both checked their phones real quick and John shook his head.
“Nope,” he said. “There’s nothing here.”
Roxy quickly butted in front of him and strolled over to Jade. “Yeah, that’s weird! I didn’t get a text either. How about we go over there,” she pointed towards a nearby copse of trees, “and I can see if your phone needs to be fixed?”
Jade glanced between Roxy and the group but ultimately put a smile on her face and took out her phone. No powers this time. “Of course! Here, let me tell you all about it.”
The girls ignored the complaints of the group as they hurried towards the trees, but no one came after them. Once they were out of earshot Jade quickly turned to Roxy, but the other teen put a hand on her back and kept her walking. Jade huffed but followed along until they were both sat down at the base of a tree, where Roxy finally explained.
“You can’t just go around and talk about Sburb,” she began. Jade opened her mouth to interrupt but Roxy held out a hand. “I know you want to, but trust me, you can’t. At least, you shouldn’t. No one else in our group knows about it and I really don’t want to attract the attention of someone who does. I saw a human Condesce walking down the street early today and,” she shuddered, “I really don’t want people like her to know that we’re potential threats.”
Jade sat there for a moment, letting the information sink in. Was this the nature of the game? No one but her and Roxy remembers? “So…” she trailed off. The other teen patiently waited for her to continue. “We’re the only ones?”
“Yeah,” Roxy sighed, “but at least it isn’t all that bad. It’s better than only one of us remembering.”
Jade found herself nodding in agreement. “Yeah, it is.”
The two girls looked at each other for a moment. Neither could believe the situation they were in. In the distance, the shrieks and yells of their friends chasing each other and joking around could be heard. Eventually Roxy spoke up. “So what do we do?”
Jade took another moment to think. They could try to convince their friends that Sburb happened, but she had a feeling that would be disastrous. What else could they even do? The game wasn’t even throwing challenges at them yet. Oh, but wait… “Do the rest of them know about the trolls?”
Roxy frowned and shook her head. “No, why?”
“Well,” Jade mused. “There’s the chance that at least one of them remember, and I still have Karkat’s handle.”
Roxy suddenly sat up straight. “Holy shit, yeah! You can message him and see if he remembers and even if he doesn’t you can always ask for the handles of the other trolls!”
Jade laughed in delight and turned her phone on. “Heck yes. And if we’re lucky, Terezi might remember too! She could probably make our friends remember Sburb.”
The blond teen grinned and crossed her fingers. “Let’s hope!”
Jade grinned too and opened up her pesterchum app. She couldn’t find Karkat on her chum roll, but that was okay. She just had to search up his handle.
-- gardenGnostic [GG] began pestering carcinoGeneticist [CG] at 11:12 --
CG: OH, HEY. IT’S YOU.
GG: you remember me :D
CG: WHY WOULDN’T I? IT’S PRETTY HARD TO FORGET YOU.
GG: ha, i guess so!
GG: hey i wanted to ask you a question
CG: GO AHEAD BUT BE QUICK. I’M IN THE MIDDLE OF A CONVERSATION.
GG: oh shoot i dont know how to word this :(
CG: JUST SPIT IT OUT. I PROMISE I WON’T JUDGE.
CG: OR SAY THAT IT WAS ONLY A DREAM.
GG: wait a second
GG: did you mention dream as a reference to something??
CG: DID I?
GG: do you know about...
CG: THANK FUCK, YOU REMEMBER TOO.
GG: im so glad you remember :D
CG: TRUST ME I AM TOO. EVEN THOUGH IT SUCKS REMEMBERING.
GG: wait why would it suck
CG: THERE’S SOME THINGS GOING ON THAT I’D RATHER NOT DEAL WITH, LIKE ME BEING A HUMAN.
GG: youre a human????? :O
CG: YEAH AND NO OFFENSE BUT IT FUCKING SUCKS.
GG: well i wasnt a troll but i can kinda empathize
GG: bec is gone :(
GG: i dont have my ears or tail anymore!!
CG: OH SHIT.
CG: ACTUALLY HOLD ON, WE SHOULD CONTINUE THIS CONVERSATION ELSEWHERE.
GG: in person??
CG: NO. THERE’S A MEMO WITH THE OTHER FORMER TROLLS THAT REMEMBER AND I’M GOING TO INVITE YOU TO IT SO YOU CAN TELL EVERYONE ABOUT THE HUMAN SIDE OF THINGS.
CG: I MEAN THE HUMAN HUMAN SIDE OF THINGS. THE HUMANS THAT ARE SUPPOSED TO BE HUMAN.
GG: oh cool!!!! you should also invite
GG: uh hold on
GG: she remembers too :)
CG: NICE. THAT MAKES SIX OF US.
GG: six??? :O
CG: YOU’RE GOING TO GET AN INVITE TO A MEMO SOON BUT IT WON’T BE FROM ME. JOIN IT ANYWAY.
-- carcinoGeneticist [CG] ceased pestering gardenGnostic [GG] at 11:26 --
Jade was practically bouncing in excitement at this point. Six of them remembered, and to top it all of, the other three were trolls! There was every chance that one of them was Terezi. Roxy looked at Jade quizzically so she showed the other teen the last messages that were sent. Roxy’s eyes widened and she quickly reached for her phone just in time for it to ping at her. Jade checked her own phone and sure enough, there was the memo invite.
gardenGnostic [GG] responded to memo
tipsyGnostalgic [TG] responded to memo
TG: sup ;)
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CG: THEY DO.
CA: oh hey
CC: sup yourself
CC: so who exactly are you two
GG: im jade :D
TG: and iiiim roxy
CA: oh hey i remember you
TG: wait which one of us
CA: i mean both a you but mostly jade
GG: i remember you too >:(
CA: wwoah hey wwhats wwith that face
GG: i think you know what its for buster!!!
TG: holy shit is there some beef there
GG: i just really dont like him
CA: thats fair cause you kneww me before i died
CG: I DON’T MEAN TO INTERRUPT BUT WHO AM I KIDDING, I DEFINITELY MEAN TO INTERRUPT. LET’S INTRODUCE OURSELVES SO EVERYONE KNOWS WHO THEY’RE TALKING TO. I’M KARKAT.
CA: wwell im eridan
CC: im meenah
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TG: hi guys
GG: im a bit sad that theres no terezi but all of you are cool too! :D
CG: NOW THAT WE GOT THAT OUT OF THE WAY, THERE’S A VERY IMPORTANT QUESTION THAT I NEED TO ASK OF OUR NEW ARRIVALS.
TG: oooo what is it
CG: ARE EITHER OF YOU GOING TO READ ABOVE WHERE YOU CAME IN?
TG: lol NOPE
GG: oh i was going to but if roxy isnt youre probably going to explain anyway
CG: I’M SO GLAD I CAN BE CONVENIENT.
GG: and knowing two of the people here most of the important stuff is going to be surrounded by unimportant garbage
CG: I HATE THAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT ME BUT YOU’RE ALSO RIGHT.
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CC: most of it reely wasnt
CG: EITHER WAY, I’M GOING TO EXPLAIN THIS SHIT AND NONE OF YOU FUCKERS ARE GOING TO INTERRUPT.
TA: 1 W1LL
CC: im totally goin to interrupt
CA: ill join wwhat humans call the bandwwagon
GG: i wont interrupt
TG: i will totes interrupt
CG: WOW, FUCK ALL OF YOU EXCEPT FOR JADE. I’M JUST GOING TO TYPE UP ONE BIG BLOCK OF TEXT AND HOPE THAT ALL OF YOU WILL READ IT EVEN THOUGH NONE OF YOU WILL BECAUSE IT’S A **BIG BLOCK OF TEXT**.
CA: i dont evven need to read it ivve been here the wwhole time
CG: FUCK OFF. TALK AMONGST YOURSELVES WHILE I PREPARE THIS ABSOLUTE MONSTROSITY.
CC: aight cool
TG: so hows everyone
TG: oh shit really
GG: you didnt read that??
TG: nah i only looked at like
TG: the very bottom messages you showed me
GG: oh welp
GG: anyway yeah he and karkat are humans
CA: so am i
CC: me too
GG: okay all the trolls are humans!!
TA: H0LY 5H17 K4RK475 7H074LLY G01NG L157 7H3 F4C7H 7H47 3V3RY0N35 HUM4N
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CA: quick spam the channel so kar doesnt wwanna scroll up and read wwhat he missed
CC: on one hand i want to see him pissed
CC: but on the other hell also be pissed at the spam
TA: FUCK Y34H 1M G01NG 7H0 5P4M 50 H4RD
TG: hell yeah lets do it
GG: im not going to waste my energy by telling you guys to wait patiently
CC: wait hold on i know a reference
TG: lol were actually doing this
CC: holla holla get dolla
CA: more spam
CC: which one is the human money sign
TG: money is $
CC: shell yeah
CC: $$$ 38) $$$
TG: $$$$$ !!!
CA: wwait fuck i already did that one
GG: this is getting ridiculous
CG: LET ME NUMBER THIS INFORMATION IN THE HOPES THAT IT MIGHT MAKE ONE OF YOU MORE LIKELY TO READ THIS. 1) ERIDAN, MITUNA, MEENAH, JADE, ROXY AND I ALL REMEMBER. SO FAR NO ONE ELSE DOES BUT I’M ALSO PRETTY SURE THE DANCESTORS APART FROM KANKRI AND MEULIN HAVEN’T BEEN CHECKED. 2) PRESUMABLY ALL OF OUR ANCESTORS ARE ALIVE, HUMAN, AND ACTING AS OUR LUSI. OR “PARENTS” IF YOU’RE HUMAN AND WOULD LIKE TO CALL THEM THAT. SO FAR THE CONFIRMED HUMAN ANCESTORS ARE THE SIGNLESS, THE PSIONIC, THE DISCIPLE, DUALSCAR, AND THE CONDESCE. 3) THE FACT THAT OUR ANCESTORS ARE HUMAN LEADS ME AND ERIDAN TO BELIEVE THAT THIS VERSION OF THE CONDESCE IS ALSO HUMAN AND THUS PACIFIED. MEENAH HASN’T ACTUALLY CONFIRMED THAT SHE’S HUMAN SO FUCK YOU, MEENAH. IF SHE IS, THAT MEANS THAT THERE’S LIKELY NO TROLL CONDESCE TO PROPERLY THWART US IN CASE WE WANT TO BUILD A BASE ON ALTERNIA OR SOMETHING. BUT WE ALSO NEED A WAY TO TRAVEL THROUGH SPACE AND I DON’T TRUST THESE IDIOTS NOT TO FUCK THAT UP RIGHT NOW. 4) NOW THAT I THINK ABOUT IT, THE ANCESTORS MIGHT REMEMBER TOO. WE NEED TO BE CAREFUL. I’LL REPEAT THIS OUTSIDE OF THE TEXT BLOCK SO I WILL KNOW THAT ALL OF YOU KNOW. 5) MITUNA IS DEALING WITH TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES REGARDING BEING A HUMAN AND I WOULD LIKE TO REQUEST THAT WE DON’T TALK ABOUT THAT RIGHT NOW BECAUSE HE DOESN’T WANT TO. 6) MEENAH MESSAGED ERIDAN AND GOT SOMEONE ELSE WITH THE SAME HANDLE. THERE’S BEEN NO RESPONSE FROM IT YET BUT WE SHOULD WATCH OUT FOR THAT. SO FAR THE CURRENT THEORY IS THAT ERIDAN (AND THUS LIKELY ALL OF US) TOOK THE PLACE OF ANOTHER VERSION OF US. IT EXPLAINS HOW OTHER PEOPLE CAN REFERENCE THINGS HAPPENING YESTERDAY WHILE WE ONLY REMEMBER THE GAME. ANYWAY, MEENAH MIGHT’VE MESSAGED THE OTHER VERSION OF ERIDAN BY ACCIDENT. THAT ALSO KIND OF IMPLIES THAT THE TROLL VERSION OF ERIDAN AND THIS HUMAN VERSION OF SWAPPED BODIES, WHICH ULTIMATELY IMPLIES THAT WE ARE IN FACT IN A FUCKING FANFICTION. GREAT, I LOVE IT ALREADY.
GG: oh look!! he posted!!! lets read it!!!!
CC: shell no
CG: I’M POSTING THIS SEPARATELY TOO BECAUSE I KNOW MOST OF YOU SHITS WON’T READ THE BLOCK OF TEXT YOU FORCED ME TO TYPE UP. THE ANCESTORS MIGHT REMEMBER THE GAME, SO WE NEED TO BE CAREFUL AROUND THEM. ESPECIALLY THE HIGHBLOOD ONES.
CA: damnit noww i havve to read somethin
CC: fuck the law beach im not readin anythin
CG: IT’S ACTUALLY FUCKING IMPORTANT, MEENAH!
CC: damn fine get off my back
TA: 0H 5N4P
CA: wwhat is it
GG: oh okay i just read through and thats a lot of information
CG: WHAT’S WRONG?
CC: pale cheatin on tuna huh
CG: FUCK OFF, NOW IS NOT THE TIME!
GG: roxy what is it???
TG: i saw condesce today and im totes fucking right we cant mention shit about sburb to anyyone else what if she remmbers and hears and comes after us
GG: okay roxy you need to calm down
CG: GOGDAMNIT ROXY, IT’S OKAY.
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TA: 4L50 83F0R3 Y0U GUY5 G37 0N MY C453 1M 54V1NG 7H3 1P 7H1NG F0R L473R 7H475 L355 1MP0R74N7H
GG: roxy i see you freaking out over there do you need a hug
TG: not now
CC: whats her deal with the condesce shes just another anemone we moray or moray not have to fight
TG: dont fucking start
CA: wwoah okay am i missin somethin
GG: i feel like im missing something too and i dont like it :(
CG: HOLD ON. JADE, YOU’RE WITH ROXY RIGHT NOW?
CG: THEN WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU TWO MESSAGING EACH OTHER INSTEAD OF TALKING IN A GROUP CHAT?
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CG: I KNOW THAT SHIT, BUT JADE JUST ASKED IF ROXY WAS OKAY. IN A GROUP CHAT. SHE COULD’VE EASILY HAVE DONE THAT IN REAL LIFE.
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CG: NO. POINT TAKEN.
GG: guys roxy is not doing okay
TG: im perfectly fine
TG: i read up
TG: whos the adult living with you
CA: wwait hold on i knoww noww lets talk about somethin else
CA: look cro is knockin on my door wwhats this could he actually remember lets invvestigate that okay
CG: ERIDAN, WHY ARE YOU ACTING WEIRD? LET HER TALK.
CA: nope nope nope
CC: well im goin to ignore them
CC: the adult in my hive is the condesce
CC: why do you ask
TG: YOU HAVE TO BE FJCKING KISDING ME
CG: OH SHIT
TA: 0H 5N4P
GG: oh no!!!
TG: you know what no
TG: im okay
TG: fuck feelings
GG: you are really not okay!!!!
TG: jade ily but if you do that im legit going to freak the fuck out and i really need to be calm right now
GG: okay but after this im giving you a hug and i will not accept excuses!!
TG: thats fair
CG: I FEEL LIKE I’M MISSING SOMETHING.
CC: me too
TG: oh youre just misxsing the fact that i grew up floating in an endless ocean with no humans to actually talk to for the first 13 years of my ljife and the only source of humanity for that time was the books and alcohol my mom left me both of which i used to COMPELETEY forget the fact that my life was a LIOVIGN HEFLL except that was a bad idwa and i probably stujnted my brain growth because KIDA ARENTY SUOPOSED TO DI THGAT but i didnt FUCXKN know any better because my moim was DEASA and i couldnt understand the carapsicas and all i had was my alchohol and the monsaters in the ocean and all that was thanks to the BTICHTR that destroyed the eENTIRETY OF MYRACE except for MR and DIRJK and i thought i fucking killed her but no here shre is again and if she remembers shes going to fjucking take the firfst channce she can to off me and i cant deal with this BU’LGHIY
TG: im okay jkust let me get thgrough tyhis conversatnion
GG: roxy i can and will steal your phone and force you to calm down
TG: look ill tyhpe more slowly
TG: no typoes
TG: im okay for now
CG: HOLY SHIT.
CA: fuck i saww enough a her dream bubble memories to knoww this wwould happen
CC: honestly i dont sea what the problem is
CC: just krill her again
TG: if you donmt shut up im going to find you and legit fucking muirder you
GG: okay wow no murder please!!!
CG: HOW ABOUT WE STEP AWAY FROM THIS CONVERSATION RIGHT NOW?
CA: yes please thats a vvery good idea
TG: sure wtvr
CG: MITUNA, WHAT’S THE PROGRESS ON DELETING PESTERLOGS?
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CG: THAT’S OKAY.
CG: WAIT, HOW WERE YOU TESTING THAT?
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CC: i thought that was obvious
CG: LITERALLY HOW WOULD THAT BE OBVIOUS?
CA: cro probably already told evveryone about my supposed dream and no one messaged me about it
CC: yeah what he said
CG: AND HOW THE FUCK WOULD YOU KNOW WHAT’S GOING ON WITH ERIDAN’S PESTERCHUM?
CC: i wouldnt
CC: he just never asked for tuna to let other people into the memo
CG: SHIT THAT’S ACTUALLY A VALID POINT.
CC: damn right it is
TG: we shouldnt rely on talking over pessterchum too much
GG: mituna said that he could delete messages
TG: yeah but can he encryhpt this memo so no decent hackers can find their wsy here
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CG: SO WHAT DO YOU SUGGEST?
TG: find a way to meet in person and properly talk abt plans then
CA: theres a problem
CA: i havve no idea wwhere any a you guys livve
GG: i have an idea
CG: WHAT IS IT?
CC: and shes gone
CA: thats another one
TG: fuck off
CC: theres really no need to be mean
TG: theres actually every reaason to be mean to you but sure
CC: whats even your deal im not her
TG: i dont want to fuckjn talk about it anymore
CC: fine be like that
GG: okay i have a link!!
GG: go there and tell the map to find where you are right now and then hit save
GG: all of us can add locations and all of us can see the other locations so its perfect!
CG: THAT’S ACTUALLY A GOOD IDEA.
CC: aight i just did it what now
GG: wait for everyone else to do it
CA: did it
CG: DID IT.
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CG: SHIT WE’RE IN THE SAME BUILDING.
CC: you guys are fuckin dumb holy shit
CG: HEY YOU KNOW WHAT? DON’T TALK SHIT ABOUT MY BROTHER.
TG: wait WHAT
CA: oh yeah that
CC: yeah thats a fin
CC: also stop fuckin pale flirtin
CG: FUCK OFF! ALSO YES, I FORGOT TO MENTION IN THE INFO DUMP THAT MITUNA AND I ARE CURRENTLY HUMAN SIBLINGS.
GG: how do you forget to mention that!!??
TG: yeah that seems kinda important
CG: I DON’T KNOW, I JUST DID. OUR OTHER SIBLINGS ARE SOLLUX, KANKRI, NEPETA, AND MEULIN.
TG: oh shit nepeta
GG: thats a lot of people in one house!!
CG: IT IS. AND HAVE I MENTIONED THAT I SHARE A ROOM WITH KANKRI?
CC: haha holy shit i cant fuckin bereef that
CC: betta you than me
CA: i havve to agree
CG: I’M ANGRY THAT YOU GUYS WOULD SAY THOSE THINGS BUT I CAN’T BLAME YOU.
GG: oh shoot
CG: WHAT IS IT NOW?
GG: i put in the parks location cause i forgot this was just for where we live
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CG: THAT’S THE MOST CORRECT THING I’VE HEARD SAID SINCE I JOINED THIS MEMO.
CA: im pretty sure other correct thins wwere said
CG: FUCK OFF, YOU SHOULD KNOW I CAN ONLY REMEMBER WHAT’S ON MY SCREEN AT ANY GIVEN MOMENT. HOW DARE YOU ASSUME I HAVE ANY SORT OF CAPACITY FOR MEMORY.
CA: kar i platonically lovve you
CG: FUCK YOU.
CA: thank you for the commentary
TG: anyway so im looking at the map right now and i think where jade and i are at is the best place to meet
CG: WHY DO YOU THINK THAT?
TG: even though so far theres only three locations here where any of us live i can kinda giess where i live and based on the pattern so far i think the park were in is close to the center
TG: seems convenient i guess
CA: that is convvenient and ill take it
CG: THE PARK ISN’T ACTUALLY THAT FAR AWAY FROM MY HIVE SO I’M OKAY WITH THAT. I’LL ALSO MAKE SURE TO DRAG MITUNA ALONG.
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CC: i dont give a carp aboat where we meet
GG: so i guess the park is good with everyone?
CG: IT IS.
CG: I ALSO HAVE A QUESTION FOR YOU.
CG: I ZOOMED OUT ON THE MAP AND WE’RE NOWHERE NEAR ANY ISLANDS. YOU DON’T LIVE ON AN ISLAND ANYMORE?
GG: i live in a boring neighborhood
CG: WAIT, I DO TOO. IS THERE ANY CHANCE THAT WE’RE CLOSE TO EACH OTHER?
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CG: I’M NOT ASSUMING! I’M WONDERING.
GG: now youve got me wondering too
GG: ill put my location on the map when i get back home and message you then!
TG: so good were meeting here
CC: id like to know the same fin
GG: hmm... probably not right now!!
CG: WHY NOT?
GG: all of our friends that dont remember are here and theyd ask questions
CG: THAT’S A GOOD POINT.
TG: well do it tonight
TG: or in the evening
TG: i dont care
CG: ARE YOU SURE?
CC: sweet im goin to sneak out of my hive
CA: doubt ill need to sneak but im lookin forwward to leavvin
CG: WITH THREE ANCESTORS HERE I’M PRETTY SURE MITUNA AND I ARE GOING TO HAVE A PROBLEM.
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CG: UH, YEAH?
TA: JUMP 0U7H 0F 7H3M
CG: ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?
TA: JU57 D0 17H
CG: NOT RIGHT NOW!
TA: 0F C0UR53 N07H R1GH7 N0W
GG: if we live close i could probably come and teleport you guys out!
CG: THANK FUCK FOR GODTIERS. THAT WOULD BE MUCH APPRECIATED.
GG: nice!! ill plan on doing that
TG: ill message you guys when its time to leave
tipsyGnostalgic [TG] left the memo
GG: oh well i guess i should probably get off too then
GG: gotta hug roxy and all that
GG: ill talk to you guys later!!
CG: SEE YOU. gardenGnostic [GG] left the memo
Jade closed the pesterchum app and set her phone down. Roxy’s phone laid on the grass next to her, having been tossed by the other girl. She drew up her knees to hide her face between them. Jade frowned at the sight and shuffled over to wrap her arms around the other teen. “You’re okay,” she whispered. “She doesn’t remember. And even if she does and she gives you trouble, I’m just a message away. I’ll teleport right over and help you out.”
Roxy sniffled and nodded, but no other response came from her. All Jade could do was rub her back and hope that she would be okay. Jade herself never had to experience what Roxy did but she could at least imagine what this scenario would be like, and it only made her want to protect the blonde teen more. Off in the distance Dirk could be heard mentioning Roxy. Jade didn’t look up to see the group’s concerned expressions. She only sat there, held Roxy tight, and devised a plan.
(09Pyros_09Hydros how the heck did you kudo this thing four separate times???)
Chapter 3: Introductions and Conversations Pt.2
Me: Alright so it’s the weekend right now and I’m doing stuff, but tomorrow is Monday and I’ll finally be able to work on my fic then! Plus, I told someone in the comments that I’ll do it this week!
Wrist: *hurts itself in the middle of the night for no reason*
Me: . . .
Me: Well you suck but I’m still going to write! Here I go!
Wrist: *immense pain radiates from it as I barely finish a third of the memo at the beginning*
Me: ( ͡o ͜ʖ ͡o)
Long story short, my wrist made me wait a whole week before I could reliably make this chapter and I still don’t know what’s wrong with it. It's still bugging me, so if this chapter is a bit more crude than the last one, that's probably why!
EDIT: The pesterlogs broke after I previewed before posting so lemme try them again. If you see this and they're fine, that means I'm too scared to edit the chapter to remove this in case they break again.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
CC: welp theyre gone
CA: guess so
CC: anywave hey tuna
TA: 7H3 FUCK D0 Y0U W4N7H
CC: the pink gal
CC: roxys her name right
CG: IT IS.
CC: yeah okay whale she was onto somefin
CC: meanin you gotta speed up your hacker game
CG: THIS IS SLIGHTLY WORRYING.
CC: what me askin him that
CA: hes been typin for a wwhile it says so at the bottom
CG: HE’S BEEN
CG: WHAT ERIDAN SAID. HE CUT ME OFF.
CC: the fuck are you talkin aboat it isnt that worryin
CA: fuck are wwe gonna get another freak out
CA: wwe cant exactly afford another one if wwe dont even know wwhats happenin wwith evverythin yet
CC: clam down its nothin
TA: 0H Y34H 7H475 JU57 W0ND3RFUL L37 M3 DR0P 3V3RY7HH1NG N4D 4LL 7H3 PR0J3C75 1 W45 W0RK1NG 0V3R7HH1M3 0N 4LR34DY 70 83 48L3 70 45CU4LLY 83 48L3 70 54Y 7H3 5H17 1 W45 74LK1NG 480U7 34RL13R Y0UR WH1M 15 MY 0NLY PR101R7Y 18GU355 4ND 4LL 7H3 5H17 13 4LR34DY D0N3 M34N5 N07H1NG 1F 7H3R35 M03 5H17 70 D0 HUH 1 D1DN7H 3V3N C0M3 CL0353 70 F1N15H1NG 7H3 07H3R 5H17 1F Y0U C4N 3V3N C4LL WH47 H4LF455 57473 1 W45 7RY1NG 70 G37 7H3M 7H0 45 F1N5H3D
CG: WELL *HE* CERTAINLY DIDN’T CALM DOWN.
TA: 0F C0UR53 1 D1DN7H FUCK455
CC: that was sudden
CC: what the fuck was that about
CG: DO YOU HAVE EYES?
CC: do you
CG: YOU’RE VERY SELECTIVE ABOUT THE THINGS YOU READ AND THE THINGS YOU DON’T.
CC: fuck off
TA: JFGDHD FUCK 1 7H0UGH7 WH47H 1 D1D 34RL13R W0ULD W0RK 4 817H 83773R 8U7 317HR3R 175 5H17H 0R 1M 5H17H
TA: PR0848LY 7H3 53C0ND 0P710N
CA: by wwhat you did earlier do you mean hackin or otherwwise
CC: okay ignorin that the fuck did you say in that big unreadable block up there
TA: 1 541D FUCK Y0U
CC: excuse me
TA: 1M N07H D01NG 7H15 4G41N
TA: N07 W17H Y0U
CG: WHAT DO YOU MEAN “AGAIN”?
CA: yeah im curious
CC: i havent done shit like this before so i dont know why the fuck hes sayin again
TA: Y0U M4K3 M3 L4UGH
CG: IS THERE SOMETHING I DON’T KNOW ABOUT?
TA: Y0U 837H Y0UR 455 7H3R3 15
CC: whatever hes talkin aboat i dont know aboat it either
CC: but actually theres more conchernin things
TA: 175 N07 L1K3 Y0U 7H0 4V01D 4 PR08L3M
TA: UNL355 17H5 Y0U 7H475 7H3 PR08L3M
CA: is it just me or is this a sudden flip in character for mit
CG: I DON’T KNOW ABOUT SUDDEN. IT COULD BE SOMETHING THAT WAS BREWING DURING THEIR SESSION.
CA: howw the fuck do you knoww that
CA: it couldvve been durin the bubbles
CG: DO THEY REMEMBER THEIR TIME IN THE BUBBLES?
CA: i do so i dont see wwhy they couldnt
CG: I STAND CORRECTED.
CC: so tuna
CC: cronus is pesterin me and i dont want him to know i blocked him in case i need him in the future
TA: 1 C4N7 83L13V3 1 7H0UGH7H Y0U W3R3 G01NG 70 74LK 480U7 7H3 PR08L3M F0R 0NC3
CA: does evveryone havve beef with meenah
CC: i dont fuckin know
CC: i didnt do ANYFIN
CG: THAT TOTALLY DOESN’T SOUND SUSPICIOUS AT ALL.
TA: H3Y M33N4H
CC: are you goin to block him now
TA: 5UCK 0N MY 8ULG3
TA banned CC from responding to memo.
Meenah groaned and sat back in her chair. Her room was dark, just how she liked it, which meant that the harsh glow of the screen was the only thing illuminating her disgruntled expression. Really? He banned her just for that? All she did was try to ask him for help!
Then again, that’s what she did last time.
Nevermind that. The chat was moving fast even with half of the members remaining. Eridan and Karkat were surprised by the sudden ban but thankfully Mituna dodged the more specific questions. Meenah didn’t know who’s sake he did that for, whether it was his, her’s, or the group’s, but all she cared about was the fact that it still benefited her. Confident that none of the past was going to be spilled, she decided to move on to something else. He wasn’t going to unban her so quickly and she didn’t care much for a memo that she couldn’t participate in. Besides, another pesterchat was waiting for her already. She wasn’t lying when she said Cronus was pestering her.
-- casanovaAccoustic [CA] began pestering causticCondescension [CC] at 13:08 --
CA: hopefully i gave you enough time.
CA: you left suddenly and i told you to get back to me but its been hours so i just want to make sure youre not dead or something.
CA: im going to keep pestering you until you get back to me.
CA: fuck punctuation
CC: what the FUCK do you want beach
CA: oh hey.
CC: yeah yeah hi
CA: youre really snippy today. did something happen?
CC: okay what the fuck
CC: you know exactly what im
Meenah almost facepalmed herself when she remembered that Cronus was a human and didn’t know what moirallegiance is. Human ignorance was going to be the death of her pretence at being another species.
CC: i have a question for you cause i have nothin betta to do
CA: i have a question for you too.
CC: im first
CC: where the fuck is your quirk
CA: my what?
CC: the vw and wv fin
CA: what are you talking about?
CC: you did it again
CC: what not wvhat
CA: are you trying to get me to spell wrong?
CC: i guess thats what a quirk is so yeah i am
CC: what now
CA: did you get into a fandom or something?
CC: the fuck is a fandom
CA: at least one thing didnt change
CC: okay nevermind im short on time so ill deal with you and your not quirk later
CC: i have another question
CA: no its my turn now
CC: why didnt you stop flirtin even when i told you not to do it earlier today
CA: oh come on
CC: you snooze you loose
CA: did i read that correctly
CC: depends on what you think you read
CA: do you seriously think im flirting with you?
CC: oh that
CC: what the fuck else is this if it isnt flirtin
CA: first eri and now you. theres some serious marbles loose today
CC: the fuck you talkin about beach
CA: i didnt stop “flirting” earlier because i wasnt flirting. and im not now
CA: why the hell would i flirt with you?
CC: thats not somefin cronus would say
CA: actually it is
CA: i cant believe you.
CA: this is a joke right?
CC: okay the fuck are you talkin about
CA: i knew you thought low of me but i never thought youd think that low.
CC: what the fuck
CA: youre my SISTER for fucks sake
CA: why the fuck would i flirt with you?
Meenah had to mentally take a few steps back. He was what? She saw what Karkat was talking about earlier with his brothers and sisters so she knew that it was a possibility, but she never thought she’d have her own brother. Sister, sure. She was smart enough to know what Feferi was to her in this human world. But a brother? Did that mean Eridan was her brother too? Whatever the case, at least it kept her safe from this Cronus’ attempts at flirting if she kept her secret up.
CC: oh shit yeah
CC: totally forgot
CA: now thats just suspicious.
CC: what do you mean suspicious
CA: are you okay?
CC: of fuckin course
CA: somehow i dont believe that.
CC: well you shoald
CA: if anythings wrong you know you can tell me
CA: i may not be the best bro and you may not like me all that much but im still here for you.
CA: id say family has to stick together but obviously our parents didnt.
CA: but im pretty sure you catch my drift.
CA: now onto my question
CC: oh would you look at that
CA: what is it now?
CC: somefin more important than this conversation
-- causticCondescension [CC] ceased pestering casanovaAccoustic [CA] at 13:43 --
CA: come the fuck on
Smooth. Anyway, now that the conversation was done and she was busy ignoring Cronus’ next messages, she could briefly reflect on the pesterchats she had earlier. She had practically been woken up by Cronus’ texts about Eridan and his “dream”, which she refused to see as concern on Cronus’ part even though her flirting theory was wrong. Then came the mention of Mituna, a brief chat with him, and then a long arduous chat with the rest of the people who seem to remember. It was tough to reign everybody in, but it was all part of the job as a leader. Speaking of reigning people in…
Meenah stood up from her chair and cracked her knuckles. There was work she needed to do today instead of thinking about her recent totally-not-mistakes. She grabbed her phone and made a pit stop by her mirror. She had gotten dressed right after breakfast, between her first pesterchats with Cronus and Mituna, and she was wearing a stylish crop top and skinny jeans. The top had a logo that was probably for a band of some sort, but she didn’t care. It was pink on black and close enough to her blood color to suit her preferences.
After she finished checking herself out, she opened the door to her room and left. She lived in a place very similar to Eridan’s, being that they were both mansions situated by a forested lakeside with way too much expensive stuff lining the halls inside of them. Unknown to Meenah, since she didn’t take the time to look out any windows, the two mansions were on opposite sides of the lake and easily viewable to each other. Their many windows faced each other in a way that suggested that their owners’ would regularly watch the other house. However, Meenah was the star of the show, not the mansions.
She found her way downstairs relatively easily. She’d been downstairs before, but the layout was still strangely intuitive to her despite the fact that it was devilishly maze-like to anyone else. Whether that was from some forgotten muscle memory from another Meenah or from the fact that the mansion almost seemed to be styled after her own hive, she couldn’t tell, but it was handy either way. Any delay risked the loss of valuable information.
Valuable information being anything she can glean from the human Condescension. She saw the woman during breakfast on her way out of the building and something was instantly off. Meenah expected confidence to radiate from the older woman, even from someone with no memory of being the powerful ruler of a powerful empire, but instead she almost seemed cornered and wary. Like she had to leave to do something she wished she didn’t have to do. Then Roxy mentioned seeing her out and, even though no location was given, it was solid evidence that she could be found. With luck, Meenah could run into her and spy on her from afar.
Luckily (hah), luck seemed to be on Meenah’s side. Neither hide nor hair could be seen of Feferi, which meant zero delay for Meenah. It was easy to find the entrance and head out, though another problem quickly made itself known. Walking down the long well-paved driveway was easy but which direction should she take to get to wherever the Condescension was now? How far was it? She didn’t even know if her ancestor was in a city or some sort of rural area, and she doubted Roxy would be open for questioning. There was that online map that Jade gave the memo but it still didn’t tell her which direction the woman was in…
While Meenah was wondering what to do, a rumbling noise came from a bend down the road. She raised an eyebrow and peered in the direction of the sound just in time to see a black scuttlebuggy trundling down the road. Car, not scuttlebuggy, she reminded herself, though she was more preoccupied by a feeling of satisfaction. Humans were much more friendly than trolls. She would have no problem waving the driver over, and from there stealing the car should be easy.
Except, before she could even wave, the car pulled over towards the driveway Meenah was standing on. She quickly stepped back to give the vehicle room and watched as it slowed to a stop in front of her. She couldn’t see the driver through the dark tinted windows and that bothered her. Was it Feferi? Human Condesce? Cronus? Some random person that wanted to try to take advantage of her? Meenah didn’t like this one bit.
She liked it even less when the driver rolled his window down. Adults in the Beforian Empire were less dangerous than those in the Alternian one, plus there was the fact that Meenah was an heiress who was very competent at defending herself. However, she still felt an instinctual fear when she came face to face with the human version of Dualscar. Ancestors, human or not, were something worth being wary of.
“Meenah,” he greeted with a nod of his head. He glanced towards the house behind her and she wondered if he was looking for something. Someone? “You don’t usually leave the house so early.”
“Today’s different,” Meenah answered automatically. She’ll remember that fact about her human self for later, but for now, there was no use dragging shit out. “Looking for someone?”
A brief expression of surprise flashed across Dualscar’s face but it was quickly replaced by a good-natured smile. “Always straight to the point with you. Yeah, I’m looking for someone. Is your mom home?”
That was interesting. “Nah, she’s not. She left a while ago.”
The adult cursed under his breath and sat back in his seat. His fingers tapped the steering wheel in irritation and Meenah couldn’t help but wonder why he wanted to see her so bad. But if it was that urgent… “Have any idea where she might be?” the teen ventured.
Dualscar glanced her way. “Course I do.”
Even more interesting. He bit the hook, now time to see if she could reel him in. “Cool, ‘cause I was hoping to see her.”
One of his eyebrows raised considerably. “And it couldn’t wait until she came back?”
“Nope,” she said. “Important business and she isn’t answering.” Meenah didn’t actually try calling or messaging her in case her ancestor remembered like she did, but Dualscar didn’t need to know that. Just like he didn’t need to know that she had no intention of properly visiting the Condesce.
Luckily he seemed to believe her. “Typical,” he sighed. “Well I’ll take you there if you want to go. Just hop in.”
Dualscar unlocked the car while she walked around to the other side to get into the passenger's side. Once in, a quick glance at him made her realise that she should probably put her seatbelt on. Y’know, pretend to be a normal human. The car began to roll forward and she sat back, figuring she may as well get comfy for the ride. There was no telling how long this was going to take.
She kept herself busy by stealing glances at the ancestor-turned-human, but she wasn’t doing it because of his appearance. Something was off with him. It could be the fact that his greeting seemed to imply that he knew her habits, but it was more likely the way that he glanced at her every now and then during the drive. Eventually the two of them locked eyes and he cleared his throat.
“So, uh,” Dualscar began. Then he stopped and looked back at the road to try again. “I know we haven’t exactly had the best relationship after me and your mom broke up.”
Meenah really didn’t know, but she was getting good at pretending. “Mhm.”
“But I don’t see why we can’t…” The adult trailed off, his fingers tapping on the wheel again. It seemed like a nervous tick. “I don’t see why we can’t be close again. Maybe not as father and daughter, but as friends?”
She raised an eyebrow at him. This wasn’t where she thought this was heading but then again, she didn’t know everything about human culture.
Dualscar noticed her look and laughed, his voice tinged with self-deprecation. “I don’t even know if you teenagers do that. It could be a taboo or something and I’m here making a fool of myself.”
She decided to step in a little. She didn’t know if it was taboo or not, but she did know that it was one more connection to help her learn more about this world. The more she knew, the better plans she could make to get herself out of there. “Hey, it’s cool. I’ll be your friend.”
He seemed pleasantly surprised. “Oh really? That’s- That’s great. Thank you.”
Meenah shrugged. “It’s nothing.”
“Well,” he continued without hearing her, “if we’re friends you can’t exactly call me Dad anymore. And I know how awkward you get with that.”
Oh. This was an opportunity to see if Dualscar had a title like an ancestor would or a name like a human would, and Meenah was all for that. “So what do you suggest?”
“My first name. I know it’s odd, but you’re only two years away from being an adult and you can’t call everyone by their last name for forever…”
“Get on with it.”
“Right, right. Call me Cedric.”
Cedric? That was maybe a troll name but definitely not Cronus, the name he normally would’ve had. Just how much were the ancestors affected? She would have to look into that when she found her own ancestor, but for now, the conversation. “Will do.”
Cedric nodded and kept driving. He looked much more relaxed now; a tension that Meenah didn’t notice before was gone from his shoulders and hands. If the words they just exchanged were any indication, he cared about her just like a lusus would. Karkat was right about human parents and that made her wonder just how susceptible they would be to coercion from their charges. Or “children”, as humans called them. Could she somehow use Cedric and even her own ancestor? That was yet another thing to look into.
Speaking of looking into things, there was one more question that was bugging her. He mentioned that she was two years away from being an adult which, if her information on humans was correct, meant that she was 16. Was Cronus the same way? What about Eridan? Depending on how old they were and how different human maturity was from troll maturity, age differences could lead to some serious problems down the road.
“Hey Cedric,” she started, and he let out a questioning hum. Hopefully this wouldn’t cause too much suspicion. “How old are we, again?”
There was a pause. “We?”
There was another, longer pause. This time he ended it with a small laugh. “Forgot how old Eridan was?”
“He’s 16, the youngest.”
Wait a second. That didn’t sound right. “And I’m?”
“16? The oldest?”
“How much older am I than Eridan?”
“I dunno. A few years.”
That definitely didn’t sound right. “And how old are others?”
“What’s with all the questions?”
“Just testing you. How old are they?”
“16 and 16. Cronus is a few years older than Feferi, like you and Eridan.”
“So we’re all 16.”
Cedric paused. “No.”
Meenah turned to look at him, her gaze calculating. “How old are we?”
His brows furrowed like he knew that something was wrong. “16, 16, 16, and 16. From youngest to oldest.”
“That sounds like we’re all the same age.”
“No, you’re not. You’re all different.”
“You just said the same number for each of us.”
Cedric glanced at her and, for a second, he looked wide-eyed with concern and realization. Then his expression suddenly went blank and he returned his gaze to the road. There was no answer.
A chill crept up Meenah’s spine. “Cedric?”
“What were you saying?”
“I was telling you to call me by my first name.”
Oh fuck. Meenah sat back in her seat as alarm bells sounded in her head. The ride was suddenly much less comfortable. Whatever just happened wasn’t natural, especially not whatever happened to make him forget. She quickly checked her phone and saw that she still couldn’t respond to the memo. With a glance at Cedric, she quickly pestered Mituna to ask him to let her back in. He didn’t respond, so he pestered Karkat. No response. Then Eridan. Nothing there either. She scrolled back up in the memo to find the handles of Jade and Roxy to pester them too, but there was no response from either of them.
Meenah eventually lowered her phone, her knuckles white from how hard she clutched it. Was their lack of reply connected to Cedric’s sudden loss of memory or was it just a coincidence? Whatever it was, she wanted out of this car. Now. She looked out the window and saw that she was in some sort of suburb. This would have to do.
“Hey Cedric,” she started. She tried, somewhat unsuccessfully, to keep the desperation out of her voice. “I just remembered that a friend wanted me to come over. Can you pull over? They’re really close.”
Cedric blinked in surprise but dutifully started to look for a place to pull over. “Oh, sure. Do you need me to come by later to pick you up?” he asked. Either he didn’t notice her slight desperation or he chose to ignore it.
“I’m good. Really.”
He pulled over next to the sidewalk. “If you say so.”
Meenah simply nodded, unbuckled herself, and got the fuck out of that car. She didn’t look behind her as she walked down the sidewalk in the opposite direction of where said car was going. She didn’t want anything to do with it or Cedric ever again if she could help it. Then she paused. She couldn’t let fear rule her like this. She was a leader for a reason; she was supposed to run towards it.
She glanced behind her to see that the car was already vanishing behind a turn in the road. She’d run towards her fear soon enough. For now she had to figure some things out. Things such as Cedric’s possible connection to this new world and what that could spell for the people who remembered the game. Things such as Cedric’s connection to her ancestor and why said ancestor was acting so fishy. Things such as why only six specific people remembered and why she couldn’t contact any of them after what happened to Cedric.
Most of all, she had to find a way out of there.
CG: SO DID EVERYONE ELSE GET SEVERAL MESSAGES FROM MEENAH TELLING US THAT SHE NEEDED TO GET INTO THE MEMO?
CA: i got them too
CG: DO YOU TWO THINK I SHOULD ANSWER?
CA: i didnt
CA: shes prolly just gonna yell at us wwhen she gets back on here
TA: 5H35 1N 7H1M3 0U7 F0R 4 R3450N 4ND 5H35 57H4Y1NG 7H47 W4Y
CG: I WISH YOU’D TELL US WHY.
TA: Y0U D0N7 W4N7 M3 70
CA: i do
TA: 4ND Y0UR3 57HUP1D
It was some time after Roxy had her little (embarrassing) freak out. She didn’t want to think about it. Everyone was super concerned, they asked her what was up, she lied and played their games until she thought they forgot about it, yadda yadda yadda. She wanted to move on and forget it ever happened. Except, oh wait, once everyone went home from their little playdate Roxy was smushed back into the Strilonde van and taken to an early dinner in an attempt to cheer her up. She would appreciate it more if it weren’t for the fact that she just wanted to curl up, coupled with the fact that she was still sorely unused to crowds.
To her, seven other people was definitely a crowd. The Strilonde family was seated at a place called Five Guys. Around her were people she recognized: Dirk, Rose, and Dave. Then there were four others she didn’t recognize. She met two of them at breakfast, Rosaline and Roxanne, who she quickly learned were her older sisters and legal guardians. Then two others arrived shortly after that, Derrick and David, her two older brothers and the legal guardians of the Striders. To make things weirder, Derrick and David looked like older copies of Dirk and Dave respectively and it was the same for Rosaline and Roxanne with Rose and Roxy herself. Apparently they all had the same mom and dad, though where they were now, Roxy could care less.
It was a shame, really, that she wasn’t in any sort of mood to be her playful and energetic self. It would’ve made pretending that she was perfectly fine and having a fun time so much easier. She didn’t miss the worried glances everyone sent her way. The Lalondes were the worst culprits, though that was most likely due to the fact that Rose (and Rosaline) were experts at reading people. Luckily, thought Roxy, even experts could fail. She would beat them yet.
“Oh shit, that’s our number,” Derrick said, breaking Roxy out of her thoughts. She watched as he got up and went to the counter to grab three large paper bags from a worker.
David practically snorted at the sight of them. “Oh my god. That’s a lot of food.”
“Do you really expect anything less of us?” Rose added.
“I’d hope not after last time’s mistake,” Dave snickered. “That was a mess.”
Rosaline leaned forward, smiling deviously. “I seem to recall that it was mostly your doing.”
Roxanne snorted. “I still remember the look on Dirk’s face.”
Dirk raised an eyebrow at her. “Which one?”
This was already starting to overwhelm Roxy. She sat back and feigned a smile, desperately hoping that they were too busy talking to each other to focus on her. Even when she was at her best she could handle three or four people tops. Seven others made her head spin. She may have grown up in the middle of an island of carapacians, but at least they rarely talked. Humans were another matter entirely. So chatty, so loud, so overwhelming, so-
“Here we are,” Derrick announced. He was back at the table and pulling burgers out of the bags to set in front of the appropriate people. “Eight burgers and a fuckton of fries.”
David took the fries and one of the now empty bags to pour them all into it. “Hell yes.”
Roxy watched as the others unwrapped their burgers and she quickly did the same. She ordered the plainest burger available, which earned her more than a few stares from the Strilondes. But she had no idea what half of the extras even were and she figured that she might as well let her stomach have some time to get used to something other than pumpkins, canned foods, and confectionaries. It was weird enough during breakfast, she didn’t need to risk anything else today.
She took a hesitant bite while she watched everyone else at the table. Once all the fries were in the bag, David salted the whole thing and shook it around to let it get on every fry. When he finished and turned to his own burger, the other Striders immediately reached for the bag. What ensued was a battle of hands that had David and Rosaline snickering to themselves.
Everyone seemed so comfortable with each other. Then there was Roxy, the outcast. Or at least she felt like one. She tried her best not to sigh as she slowly ate her food. If she was going to stop being the odd one out, she would have to get in the game and start acting like her old self. Starting with actually communicating with the people around her.
“So Dirk,” she started, only to pause for a moment as she figured out what to say. “How’s life been for you?”
It wasn’t the best start and Dirk seemed surprised at the sudden conversation, but he smiled and answered her anyway. “It’s been going pretty good. Spring break is giving me a lot of opportunities to work on my projects.”
Dave groaned. “He’s been spending every day locked up in his room. He barely comes out to eat!”
Roxy smiled a little. This time it was genuine; she knew exactly how Dirk could get when he was focused on something. It was nice to have something so similar in this new game. “That sounds like him.”
Dirk rolled his eyes at his younger brother (though Dave didn’t look too much younger than him. It was like they were the same age). “How’s life for you? I haven’t heard from you in a while.”
Roxy could practically feel the attention coming from everyone else at the crowded table. In her current state of mine, it was all she could do to keep herself from shrinking back. “Oh, you know,” she said with fake casualness. “The typical projects.”
Dirk almost looked suspicious. “What kind of projects?”
That Roxy stumped for a second. What kind of projects would she be working on? Hacking and making extremely poor attempts at drawing, mostly, but was that what their Roxy would do? Or… Oh! People her age were supposed to go to school, right? “School projects. I thought they would be easy but they’re kicking my ass.”
Score. No one seemed to doubt her explanation, and in fact Roxanne even looked sympathetic. “Oh yeah,” the adult groaned. “School. It’s a bitch like that.”
Roxy nodded and took another bite of her burger. Dave and Rose shared their griefs with school projects but she found that she was paying more attention to Rosaline instead. The older woman, though she tried to hide it, still seemed slightly suspicious. She was a woman Roxy had to be careful about in the future. That meant no more freak outs for Roxy. She was going to be strong and resilient for herself and the others who remembered!
It was that thought that made Roxy’s shoulders lift and her expression change slightly into something more determined. She still wasn’t okay, but she was going to be. Rosaline seemed to catch this subtle change in demeanor if the slight raise of her eyebrow was any indication, but the woman only turned back to her meal. Hopefully this meant that Roxy wasn’t going to get bugged about any earlier incidents.
However, that hope quickly died out. Once the burgers were eaten and the fries were almost gone, Roxy glanced around the table again and found Rose staring directly at her.
“What’s up?” Roxy asked her. The dread inside her stomach grew as Rose sighed.
“I’m afraid you already know. I’m worried about you.”
Across from her, Dave let out a nearly identical sigh and crumpled up his napkin. “What happened earlier just isn’t normal.”
“But it totally is,” Roxy insisted. She fell back on the lie she told back at the park. It was shitty, but it was the first thing she could think of. “One of my favorite bands is breaking apart and I really liked them!”
“No,” Dirk interjected. He looked serious. “I’m not going to waste my time disputing the fact that you like music for its genre, not for the band. I’m not even going to get into the fact that I looked up almost any band you would like and none of them were breaking apart. No, I’m disputing the fact that your reaction was in any way appropriate for that situation.”
Rosy hesitated but Dirk didn’t seem to want to continue and no one else looked like they were going to talk. Silence was one of the things she hated most. “Your point..?”
“You looked scared, Roxy. At most you would be distraught over a band breaking up. But scared? That’s something else.”
She glanced around the table and saw unyielding, concerned faces. Damnit. She had to think of something else.
“Roxy,” Rosaline urged, her hand moving to grasp Roxy’s, “you know you can tell us anything.”
Roxy met the woman’s gaze. There was only concern there. It almost made her tear up - she was the mother Roxy never had. And it was in that moment that the teen came up with a plan and let herself tear up. She hung her head and her hand grasped at her pants. It looked convincing enough to be the real thing. “Yeah, I do,” she murmured.
David was on her other side. His hand grasped her shoulder reassuringly. “What happened?”
Roxy sniffled and reached up to wipe at her eyes despite the lack of any proper crying. “There’s this girl at school. I never even saw her before but I guess she decided that she hated me. She would keep threatening me and calling me names. I kept thinking that she’d go away but then she got a hold of my pesterchum and started messaging me.” Roxy glanced up at the others at the table. They seemed totally convinced, but she wasn’t done yet. “Then when I was at the park she messaged me again. She said that she knew where I lived and that she followed me out there, and that she was going to hurt the rest of you too.”
Their faces instantly changed. They looked angry now, though Derrick’s and Roxanne’s expressions were more murderous. It was interesting to see how they reacted. Dirk and Rose sat back and glanced at each other like they were already planning to get back at the fake bully. Dave’s mouth was practically open with shock. David and Rosaline’s fingers curled and Roxy could feel the tension radiating from the hand on her shoulder. Derrick’s murderous expression slowly slid of his face with deceptive calm, but Roxanne still looked as angry as ever.
“Are you serious!?” she fumed. “Who the fuck even does that?”
Rose’s gaze slid back to Roxy. “Apparently someone at her school.”
“I’m curious to know who she is,” Dirk added.
With a slight tilt of his head, Derrick gestured his chin towards Roxy. “What’s her pesterchum?”
“Actually,” Rosaline interrupted, “I want more than her pesterchum. I want to know exactly what she said to you.”
Roxy blinked a couple times at that. She didn’t think that far ahead, but she knew the others would press until they got some sort of fake pesterchum conversation. Then something hit her. She and Jade both got messages from Meenah as they were leaving the park, but when she saw that the messages looked a little threatening, Roxy convinced her friend not to respond to them. Those might be able to work. Besides, she loosely based her story off of the Condesce. If anyone could fit that role it was Meenah. “Sure,” she said, and dug into her pocket for her phone. “I deleted a lot of the earlier conversations from my end so I wouldn’t have to look at them, but she sent some messages while I was on my way over here.”
Roxanne took her phone almost immediately after Roxy opened up the conversation. From the look on her face, Meenah filled the role of bully perfectly.
-- causticCondescension [CC] began pestering tipsyGnostalgic [TG] at 14:52 --
CC: cod fuckin damnit beach you betta respond to me
CC: look im usin your name
CC: fuckin roxy
CC: i know youre seain this shit
CC: damnit do you want me apologize cause you shoald know that i wont
CC: what i said wasnt even that bad i can go much worse
CC: are you seariously not respondin
CC: when i meet you im goin to fuckin make you respond
CC: teach you a coddamn lesson
CC: get back to me later alright
-- causticCondescension [CC] ceased pestering tipsyGnostalgic [TG] at 14:59 --
Rosaline leaned to read over Roxanne’s shoulder. Then the phone was passed around so anyone who wanted to read it could, which ended up being everyone else at the table. Roxy sat back and tried not to look smug. It turned out that Meenah was useful after all, though Roxy couldn’t help but feel a bit bad for her. Based on everyone’s reactions, they’d be giving the other girl hell for a while.
Finally the phone was passed back to Roxy and she quickly stuffed it in her pocket again. She noticed Dirk already texting on his phone and felt another small wave of sympathy despite herself. Thankfully, David’s voice interrupted her before she could think too hard about that feeling.
“That girl is a piece of work.”
“Certainly,” Rose added as she took her phone out too. “Her handle even fits her character.”
Dave picked up his napkin and started to tear small pieces off. “Shit, I can’t believe anyone would say that stuff to you. What gives?”
Roxy shrugged. “I don’t know. Some people are just mean.”
Derrick shook his head as he got up to gather the trash and throw it out. “Fuck ‘em.”
Rosaline sighed as she pushed her chair back to get up. “I just wish you had told us sooner. We could’ve kept it from escalating to this level.”
Everyone else started to get up too, so Roxy took that as her cue to get up as well. “Sorry. Thought I could handle it myself.”
Rosaline gave her a sympathetic pat on the shoulder before moving over to pull Rose’s and Dirk’s phones out of their hands. She ignored their protests as she turned to the rest of the group. “Shall we?”
“Yes please,” David agreed. “I have work to do tomorrow.”
Derrick snorted and came over to wrap an arm around David’s shoulders. “Like staying at home and watching cat videos?”
“Excuse you, that’s very important work for the movie I might be directing!”
“Uh-huh. I’m sure of it.”
The group headed towards the exit after that. No one forgot Roxy’s story, but it was pushed to the back of their minds for the moment as they laughed and joked with each other. She couldn’t help but notice the dichotomy between how they acted now and how they acted when she told her lie, but she wasn’t surprised. The same thing would happen back when she and Dirk were on their flooded Earth
Roxy glanced around the group only to notice that there was one member that wasn’t joking along with the others. Roxanne kept up with everyone else but she didn’t seem to be paying attention to them in the slightest. Instead, her expression was thoughtful. Like she made some connection the others hadn’t. Roxy noticed this and kept an eye on her, but the older woman didn’t say anything as the group loaded themselves back into the van. Rosaline also seemed to notice but she didn’t ask.
Once everyone was safely crowded into the van (and once Roxy remembered how seatbelts worked), Derrick drove them out of the parking lot and back towards the Lalonde house. The Lalondes and Striders lived separately; the girls stayed in the suburbs while the guys lived in the city. The Striders came to pick the Lalondes up earlier so they could all head to the park, but now that the day’s activities were over, they headed back to drop the Lalondes off.
The trip back gave Roxy some time to think. She was already feeling better about earlier, though she was still a ways off from being totally fine again. Thankfully, her uncomfortableness about being around so many people was getting slightly better. She didn’t know if it was because she got a bit used to it or because her mood was lighter, but whichever the case, she was glad for it. It made the ride home much more comfortable than the ride there.
It also made the ride shorter, she quickly realized, as she looked out a window to see that the van was almost at the Lalonde’s house. Dirk also seemed to notice this and he asked to have his phone back. Rosaline rolled her eyes but smiled as she gave Dirk and Rose their phones back just in time for the van to pull into the driveway.
“Don’t be too harsh on her,” she said. “Save some for the rest of us.”
Rose smiled deviously. “If you insist.”
The car rolled to a stop and Derrick leaned back to look at everyone in the seats behind him. “Alright kids, playdate’s over.”
“Awwww,” David whined, “but we had so much fun!”
Roxanne snickered. She was out of her thoughts long enough to play along and say goodbye. “Yeah. Just five more minutes?”
Rosaline rolled her eyes. “You two sound like you’re still twelve.”
Dave groaned and let his head fall back against the headrest. “You guys do this every time.”
Rose set her phone down after she finished her latest message. “Then I’ll take the hint and get out. We all know they won’t move until someone else does.”
“Aww, okay,” he said. “See you when school starts up again.”
Rose smiled at him as she gently shoved Roxy to get her attention. Startled, Roxy quickly unbuckled herself and opened the door to get out. Rose followed behind her and waved to Dave. “I’ll see you then.”
Once Rose and Roxy were out, it didn’t take long for Rosaline and Roxanne to bid farewell to their brothers and climb out of the car too. The vehicle pulled back out of the driveway as the siblings waved to each other. Once it pulled away, Roxanne sighed to herself and rubbed her forehead.
“I need to check some things.”
Rosaline frowned slightly but nodded. “Understandable, but don’t stay up too late. I’d rather not be forced to drag you back to your bed for the third time this week.”
The other woman laughed and started to head for the front door. “Yeah, yeah. I promise I won’t stay up until three am.”
Rosaline rolled her eyes and followed her sister. “You said that the last few times.”
“And you dragged me back before it was three. Check and mate.”
“Fine. I’ll let you stay up all night.”
“Please don’t, I have work tomorrow.”
Rosaline smirked and made her way in front of Roxanne to unlock the door. “I thought so.”
Rose followed the two older sisters and Roxy quickly went along with her. Hopefully this meant that Roxy would be able to have some time to herself. It would make it much easier for her to call a meeting in the park and slip away unnoticed. She entered the foyer with the rest of the Lalondes and Roxanne immediately left to head towards the basement door. Rosaline took one step onto the stairs and turned to the younger sisters.
“I’ll be in my room if either of you need me, as usual.”
Rose smiled. “Of course. We’ll get you if we need you.”
Rosaline smiled back and turned to walk up the rest of the stairs. Only Rose and Roxy were left. Rose sent another quick message to Meenah before she put her phone away. She looked like she was going to say something, so before she could give Roxy any sort of obligation to do anything else, Roxy interrupted her.
“I should probably head off to my room. Y’know, school projects and stuff.”
Rose raised an eyebrow but nodded. “Alright. I would follow the trend and be in my room as well, but I’d rather watch the movie Dave recommended to us.”
Roxy nodded back, suddenly worried about the movie. Was she supposed to watch it too? She really wished she had more information about whatever version of her she apparently replaced. Sadly, it was too late for her to back out now. “Cool. I’ll watch that tomorrow.”
“I’ll be sure to spoil everything for you.”
Roxy groaned. Hopefully the other version of herself hated spoilers as much as she did. “Ugh, no! Why do you have to be like this?”
Rose smirked. “Because I can be. Now,” she said as she heading towards the living room, “I best be off before Dave can spam me with complaints. I’ll see you later.”
“Yeah, later,” Roxy agreed. She rushed up the stairs as soon as Rose was out of sight, thankful that she was let off so easily. From there it was easy to find her room. The house wasn’t that big and she did wake up there. She opened her door and entered the comforting darkness of her bedroom. Then she closed her door again and leaned against it with a happy sigh.
Finally she was alone. She loved people, she really did, but sometimes they just got to be too much. Then Roxy groaned softly. She couldn’t escape people just yet. She still had to meet five of them later, though she hoped that they wouldn’t drain her energy too much. Then again, there was only one way to tell.
But there was something else to do before she could call a meeting. Roxy flipped the lights on and revealed a small but comfortable room. The bed was messy and the desk and dresser were cluttered with papers and nicknacks, but they didn’t bother her in the slightest. She tiptoed her way around some of the stuffed animals on the floor to flop down on her bed and take her phone out. She didn’t want to do this, but she knew that it was important to at least check in. For the group, if nothing else.
-- tipsyGnostalgic [TG] began pestering causticCondescension [CC] at 17:46 --
CC: holy shit
TG: quick thing
CC: no i need to ask you somefin
TG: if its not about the sudden storm of messages youve prolly been getting then i dont want to hear it right now
TG: save it for the meeting
CC: you know about that
TG: im kinda the cause of it
CC: what the shell did you do
TG: well i kind of freaked out a little after i left the memo
TG: and my family noticed
TG: fuck its so weird to say that i have a family
TG: well they were worried and they didnt buy my first excuse
TG: so i gave em a second excuse
CC: did you pin it on me
TG: i pinned it on some random girl at school threatening me but then they wanted her handle and they wanted to see the conversation so i told em that i deleted the earlier ones but i still had to show em something so i showed them the messages u sent earlier about wanting to talk to me and now like 7 people think u threatened me and also them and theyre angry
CC: the fuck
TG: i had to do something and ur the person i care about the least right now so
CC: look i get the not likin me part but you didnt have to set seven rabid humans on me
TG: call them rabid again i dare you
CC: calm the shell down
CC: look fuck you but lets move past that right now
CC: you saw my messages earlier
TG: of course i did
CC: are you fuckin searious
TG: jfc what is it now
CC: i thought some weird shit was going on cause no one was answerin
CC: but no everyone was fuckin IGNORIN me
TG: sorry to hear about that
CC: you arent
TG: no im not
CC: thought so
CC: anywave can you tell the memo people to let me back in i have some very important info to share
TG: you can do that urself when we meet
CC: come the fuck on its urgent
TG: im calling the meeting now
CC: at least thats somefin
TG: it is
TG: now come over to the park nd ill get the memo people in on this
-- tipsyGnostalgic [TG] ceased pestering causticCondescension [CC] at 17:58 --
Now that it was done, Roxy stood back up and made her way over to the window. She was on the second story of the house, but part of the roof was right outside. It would be no problem to get onto it and-
Oh. She could fly back at the game, so why couldn’t she fly now? Roxy smiled at that thought, but she wouldn’t test that quite so soon. First she had to get out of the house. Jade mentioned being able to teleport people so Roxy was pretty confident that her powers also carried over from the game. She stared at the window and willed herself to sink into the void. When she felt the familiar cool feeling, she reached out, and her hand passed right through the glass. Roxy grinned and walked all the way through the window and out onto the roof. Hell yes.
From there it was easy enough to float down onto the grass of the yard. She glanced around to confirm that no one saw her and took out her phone to check the location of the park. It wasn’t too far away. With one quick message to the memo, she tucked her phone away and set off running.
TG: stop what youre doing and head to the park we got a meeting to see out
Five Guys is the best and no one can dispute me on this.
Anyway, there we go! Another chapter! I hope all of you enjoyed it even if it’s around half of the length of the previous one! Despite that, it has some pretty interesting stuff if I do say so myself. What could be going on?
Stay tuned for 4/13. I’ll be posting a mini chapter that I think will be pretty interesting~
And so no one’s confused:
Dualscar = Cedric
Bro = Derrick
Alpha Dave = David
Mom = Roxanne
Alpha Rose = Rosaline
Chapter 4: Meanwhile: A Light
Happy 4/13 everybody! Here's a mini chapter to give you a slightly different perspective on The Alternate Game.
Fun fact: Apparently I can't preview chapters or else the pesterchum immediately breaks. Luckily this chapter doesn't have any, but it's going to be a pain for chapters that do.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
A dark fog permeated the air. Beneath it, a sea of small black pebbles. The land was flat and featureless, the fog empty and devoid of life. That is, it was mostly empty. The pebbles shined and reflected a single point of bright, brilliant light. Said light was at the end of a wand, and Rose Lalonde was holding it high up in the air.
She had been wandering the featureless place for what felt like hours. She had no idea how much time had actually passed, only that it was imperative that she kept moving. So move she did. The pebbles crunched underfoot and the light like a tiny sun illuminated a small section of the fog around her. All she could smell was dust, all she could taste was ashen fog, all she could hear was the sound of tiny stones sliding against each other, and all she could see was the empty land around her. It almost made her want to give up her endless wandering.
Almost. Rose thought back to when she had first arrived, sprawled on the stones. She remembered the game and a message that came after that welcomed to her starting tier and the tier she would supposedly support. She was on the Prosperse tier, though what that meant, she didn’t know. Then there was that strange message for the tier she was supposed to be supporting. A 501 error about something not implemented yet. It sounded ominous.
It was made even more ominous by the fact that nobody else had been around. She called out at first and hoped that someone was close enough to hear her but there was no response. Then she checked in with her powers - which still thankfully worked - and came to the conclusion that moving was the best idea. Every time she checked afterwards it still remained as the thing she should do, so here she was hours later and still wandering. Her feet were starting to tire and she switched arms too many times to count to keep holding her light aloft. The addition of the light was purely common sense. Her voice would tire, but the light would keep shining as a beacon that would hopefully call her friends. Or at least anyone else.
She kept walking, one foot after another, carried along by a determination to find out what was happening and why she was brought to this place. If she could only find some other source of life, even if it was as small as an insect. In fact, she was quite honestly looking for something that small, which is why she missed the way the fog seemed to reflect her light back at her. It hadn’t done that before, at least, not to the degree it was now. The reflection became brighter as she walked until it caught her eye.
It was quickly made apparent that it wasn’t a reflection at all. It was its own silently pulsing light, though the pulses were too minuscule to notice before. Rose hesitated but lowered her wand and stopped providing it with light. Now mostly plunged into darkness, she could easily see the red and blue light before her. It wasn’t long before she could make out a slight shape in the fog, short but wiry with psionic energy arcing between four horns.
“Hello,” she called, and hoped that the person before her was who she thought it was, “nice day for a walk.”
The person snorted slightly and kept walking forward. He was more easily visible now and easily identifiable as Sollux Captor, only without the double eye patches he wore when she last saw him. In their place were a pair of red and blue shades to match the colors of his eyes. “‘Nice’?”
She shrugged. “I heard it’s important to stay positive.”
The troll stopped in front of her. His psionics made some of Rose’s hair stand on end. “Said the human.”
She raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms. “I’d love to dig into that comment, I really would. It’s such a shame that literally anything else is more important right now.”
Sollux smirked and shook his head. “You can’t deny that every human says that.”
“I can. However, I called out the importance of anything else in an attempt to discuss the topics we should be discussing.”
His expression suddenly grew more serious. “Yeah. Did you get the same message I did?”
“Something about being on the Prosperse tier and supporting another tier, though I was presented with a 501 error before I could find out what that other tier was.”
“I got the same thing. Something’s gone wrong.”
“I think you’re right,” said Rose. She glanced around at the still featureless landscape around them. “It makes me wonder if this where our supposed tier should be or if it is just a waiting place for when the error is fixed.”
Sollux tilted his head slightly and looked around with her. “Could be either way. But it’s kind of shitty that we and whoever else that might be here were spaced so far apart from each other.”
A thought occurred to Rose. “Do you think that’s on purpose?”
The troll’s eyes narrowed slightly in thought. “It has to be,” he mused. “All of us are powerful gods. What better way to bring us down than by splitting us into groups and trying to make sure the groups can’t even meet their own members?”
“I suppose winning the game and not being thrown into another deathly scenario is too much to ask for. Though it would make it much easier if all of us were god tier, not just the humans and one troll.”
Sollux smirked. “Make that two trolls.”
“Two?” she asked. That was interesting. “Did you find a way to go god tier while you were roaming the dream bubbles?”
“No,” he said. “Something even better. I woke up here already god tiered.”
Rose blinked in surprise. “Really? How do you know? You don’t have a god tier outfit on.”
He shrugged and glanced around at the fog again. “I might not, but I’m still god tier. I’ve been feeling Doom ever since I woke up and I’ve practiced doing some things while I was looking for people.”
“What kinds of things?”
“Well-” the troll started, but he suddenly cut himself off. He was staring at a specific point in the fog, but when Rose followed his gaze, there was nothing there.
“We should move,” he said, with an urgency that had her worried. “I don’t think we want to be totally doomed just yet.”
Rose frowned and closed her eyes. As soon as she did so a glowing line appeared on her forehead. It opened up into a third eye made of light. The sun-like pupil shone brightest of all as she examined the the most fortunate path ahead of her. Here she could only see actions that should be taken, not their results. Currently only one action was free of the mist that clouded her vision sine she woke: move.
She opened her real eyes again. Her third eye closed and faded. “You’re right.”
Sollux shook his head and started off in the opposite direction of whatever he was staring at before. “Of course I am.”
She followed behind him. She would normally leave the conversation there and let them travel in silence, but something nagged her. “How do you know this is the right direction to go in?”
“It’s the one farthest away from our doom. What, do you want to head straight towards it?”
“No, but I can’t help but notice that there are many other options than heading straight away from it.”
The troll side-eyed her. “Do your powers know where to go?”
“They didn’t show me that much. I’m speaking from my own intuition.”
Sollux shook his head but something disturbed the fog before he could say anything. Both troll and human stopped and stared as it moved and became slightly uneven in places. Compared to how it was before, a uniform sheet of translucent grey, it was startling. Then they felt the slight breeze that was agitating the fog and glanced at each other. Compared to the stillness beforehand, it was obvious that the breeze wasn’t a natural function of the land.
A thought came to Rose’s mind and she smirked slightly. “I think that might just be John.”
Sollux looked towards where the breeze came from - slightly to the left of where they were heading before - and nodded. “Looks like we know where we’re going now.”
“We certainly do,” she said as she started towards it. “Let’s hope it doesn’t take another few hours to find him.”
The troll groaned in agreement and followed after her. Red and blue energy still arced between his horns to light the way. Slowly, step by step, their light receded into the fog and the land they left behind became dark again. Much later, a darkened serpentine shape moved through the fog. Its long claws dug deep into the endless black pebbles as it pulled itself forward. It stopped momentarily where the two gods had found each other and it lifted its skull-like head to examine something no one else could see. It blew a puff of ash and dust out of its nostrils and, for a moment, its deep green eyes practically shone. Then it turned itself towards where the gods carried on and dragged itself forward, inch by inch, to follow them.
Another fun fact: I posted this at 4:13 pm my time!