Part 183
Cool, time for like 4 more stories and hopefully (hopefully) I can leave this green nightmare known as Scratch’s apartment
Cool, time for like 4 more stories and hopefully (hopefully) I can leave this green nightmare known as Scratch’s apartment
<Read as Cecil Palmer>
Wait until the dust has settled. If you walk out too early, you could attract its attention.
Welcome to
( A Ballad of Fiedler and Mundt plays)
Monday: Mayview Middle School implements a total dictatorship through the Student Council, where all shall attend their bake sales and band concerts or face a terrible and grusome end.
Tuesday: A young fledgling rebellion continues to sparks as children take up their stars and geometry to plan the downfall of a mysterious tyrannical ruler.
Wednesday: Two children converse with each other. They talk of things that only children could talk of, thinks the adults, not realizing that they to could think about such things.
“I know who you are” says the girl.
“No you don’t” replies the boy, who is not as the girl thinks he is.
“You are like me” continues the girl.
“Not entirely,” states the boy, unaware that on some level he is like her and of the things she says. Or he is aware and chooses to ignore it. Or he is aware and chooses to act on it. After all, there are only those three options to choose from.
Thursday: You find a friend! Well, more of a pet than a friend. And more dead than alive. But that’s ok, because if it is dead then the chances of it leaving becomes that much smaller. And hey, it knows dance moves. That’s something right? Right??
Friday: The school board is starting their bake sale for the Rehabilitated Rats program. Rats who have given up on life, but after lots of therapy and art lessons have now taken to life anew. The director states that if they managed to raise $1000, the rats will complete a 7ft tall match stick statue of William Debou. So go support a good cause Mayview, and save a lemon square for me.
This has been the community calendar.
Alright, two more mini stories and then I should be good to move on. …away from Scratch….please I don’t want to stay in is house anymore I hate this shade of green
cool, so I got board and wanted to test another series because why not so Ava’s Demon.
I am guessing it is something about a demon contract with a girl named Ava. A contract for exactly one (1) demon. That’s about it. So let’s see what we have here.
Our heroes have been tricking into the woods to find a space rock that probably doesn’t exist. But that won’t stop them from finding it!
right, one side story down. Another 4 more to go. Let’s continue looking through Scratch’s shitty scrapbook of horror
<Read as a Star Trek>
Captain’s Logs, Star Date:
Zarei was having a gay panic attack from being on a maybe date with Day and having Day possibly finding out about her secret experiment, all without realizing that Day was listening in onto her spirit talk.
Max managed to get out of the strangle hold of Suzy’s blackmail, only to find himself in Lisa’s web of debt. Frustrated, he calls our for the person who gave him the note, only to find Cody wanting to talk to him.
Johnny and RJ approach Ed about them “flying.” Ed agreed to allow Johnny to fight him, but Johnny was so hesitant that it boosted Ed’s esteem and allowed him to fight back and defeat them both.
Now it is time to boldly go where many have gone before: Middle School
Alright, so nice of the mini stories from last night. But let’s continue (hopefully out of Scratch’s Parlor of Trash)
So with that last video I ended on Vriska living through a memory and realizing that she is dead. I just sort of clicked on the first thing I saw and John was it.
So what I am going to do is continue with the Vriska story, and then go back and click on the other two stories. Because and am nothing if not dedicated to reading every little piece of homestuck I can get my hands on.
So that being said, let’s continue and get out of this Olive Green Nightmare. I hate Scratch’s house.
ok, I have no idea what the fuck this is supposed to mean. Like, are we just going to continue with the story, or are we going to have another Hussie Cut Scene? God I hope it is the former.
Let’s try to finish that chapter. Drag in that eyeball kid to your house young Bina!
I have no context, I just needed everyone to see this
I just clicked on a random webcomic and got this. It is called Zombie Roomie. I have no idea what it is about, no intention to actually read it, I just needed everyone to see Buff Hulk Santa ready to bring the Christmas Smackdown.
Dave better grab that sword and create a different timeline. I want my boy back!
Well we have a lot of new plot-threads coming out. Let’s see how they are tied together
Time to get all the dangerous toys your bunny lost.
Right, time for a sequel on this! I remember being iffy at first on the chapter, but it was very emotional and the idea of monsters being formed from organs and body parts is intriguing. So I wanted to revisit this again in Chapter 2! Are you ready?
<Wait what do you mean I have to this intro? I don’t even know the series! And the last time I tried to take another shows intro I was sent in the hospital for 4 broken limbs. It wasn’t, it wasn’t pleasant let me tell you. Well, fine, whatever. So long as I get paid, or a decent magazine subscription to Evil Lair Monthly. I may not be evil anymore, but they have some nice interior designers at work.
Wait? I’m rambling? Yeesh, so pushy.
Alright, ok, please read this as Dr. HEINZ DOOFENSHMIRTZ! *lightening cracks* hey, when can we afford lightening for this?>
Previously On
Baseball Hat Kid wants to go to this one place called a Student Store, but it is a saloon for children. Who writes the school’s budget to build a place like this? At least the bald one has a decent job working at a saloon. It reminds me of when I was a bar stool back when I was young. I would get paid 2 potatoes a day for people to sit on me while ordering food. At least it was better than being a lawn gnome.
So, I guess the kids are investigating their teachers now? The one glasses kid was following Starchman. He’s a nice guy, I met him in bakery class, makes great danishes. But glasses kid then got distracted and I guess kidnapped? Didn’t really say what happened next after that.
A girl and a really tall guy were following another teacher, and I guy they had some issues that they needed to work through. Oh boy, could I share my own stories. Anyway, they look fine and made up, although that one guy shouldn’t be wearing sunglasses inside. Who does that? Maybe I hit him with my Inconsiderate-inator, because that is a really inconsiderate thing to do to wear sunglasses indoors.
So the next child, the Orange Pointy one, he was following his teacher through lunch and oh boy, he has a lot of anger going on in that little body of his. I mean, I can be angry too, but it is more of a gruff anger than an anger anger. Like, he is as angry as my evil doppelganger from the other dimension. And I guess his inner cloud monster says that they are being followed or something? This place is weird let me tell you that.
Finally we see this really scary looking doctor lady going on a date with a pretty lady (how cute) but she seems to be looking for information and mysteries in this town. This town is weird, as I’ve stated before, so it would make sense for something like this to happen. But I guess Doctor Lady doesn’t like these questions because that is what she is looking to, that’s where we left off. At those two ladies, on a maybe information date.
Time for the story now, thanks for listening.
(oh…paranormal supernatural, I just got the title. Yeah, makes a lot more sense now. )
ok, big dark scary things are afoot. Now, I get the feeling this is another Hussie moment. please let me be wrong
Time to continue onward into this new arc
ok, so before we get to the Jade&Rose talk, I just want to let everyone know that the Sun isn’t the symbol for Prospit. Prospit uses a golden moon for it because ~dreams~. I saw it on Vriska and my mind mentally associated Sun with Prospit. I know better now.
Rose is getting her powers through the True SBURB God to see through the bullshit.