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The Heir of Void,
With the feline he toyed,
Hiding that girl from the Bard.
She took a wrong turn,
And soon did learn,
Against his weapon he fell pretty hard.
The Rogue of Heart,
Was different from the start,
From loving the redblooded troll.
Her moirail was blue,
But neither of them knew,
How badly the Bard lost control.
With the feline he toyed,
Hiding that girl from the Bard.
She took a wrong turn,
And soon did learn,
Against his weapon he fell pretty hard.
The Rogue of Heart,
Was different from the start,
From loving the redblooded troll.
Her moirail was blue,
But neither of them knew,
How badly the Bard lost control.
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Eridan's Lament
its kars fault - he wwas too stupid to lead - too stupid to live
its sols fault - he stole HER - wworthless yelloww bastard
its vvris's fault - she wwouldnt listen to me anymore
its fefs fault - she wwas mean to me
its all kars fault - he was in charge - he let this happen to me, to all of us
him and his freaky red blood
its evveryones fault
no one evver listens
no one understands
no one evver lovved me
i havve alwways been alone
noww to make it permanent
just do it.
S (so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so) many
Thoughts… Mistakes… Choices…
Feelings… Hopes… Fears…
Regrets…
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The Ancestors: 1
The Dolorosa strode through the caverns, examining the Mother Grub's cave. Certainly, nothing was wrong with it? Even after walking around it several times, she saw not a pebble out of place. Sighing, she exited. Curiosity overcame her and she passed the craters were the grubs would be chosen by their lusus before starting their trials. She heard a small chirping coming from one. Striding over to it, she knelt down. A small grub with a bright red carapace remained unchosen. 'Bright red?' she thought, 'That's not anywhere near the hemospectrum.' Another grub with a dark red carapace had barely been chosen. Clearly this child was nothing if not
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hopeless
It was the only way.
Eridan felt his claws digging into the soft flesh of his palm as he walked through the halls of their home. No, this wasn't home. Eridan had no home anymore. Alternia had been destroyed in the Reckoning.
But when had anywhere on Alternia ever really felt like home?
Eridan stopped walking and looked at his hand. He had felt something on his knuckles... oh. His blood. He opened his hand and stared at the shallow punctures that his claws had formed. The skin around his claw-like nails, which were each painted the same color as his blood, were tinted with the drips of blood that he had drawn from his own body.
The color s
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Yerp.two more.
-licks pen tip- COME ON HUSSIE. GIMME YER BEST SHOT.
Homestuck==> Hussie
Have some more =3=
[link] <== THIEF OF LIGHT
[link] <== BARD OF RAGE PRINCE OF HOPE
[link] <== PAGE OF BREATH
[link] <== SYLPH OF SPACE WITCH OF LIFE
[link] <== PRINCE OF HOPE 2 MOM AND DAD
[link] <== KNIGHT OF BLOOD SEER OF MIND
[link] <== SEER OF LIGHT KNIGHT OF TIME
[link] <== DOC SCRATCH LIL CAL
[link] <== BRO AND GRANDPA HARLEY
-licks pen tip- COME ON HUSSIE. GIMME YER BEST SHOT.
Homestuck==> Hussie
Have some more =3=
[link] <== THIEF OF LIGHT
[link] <== BARD OF RAGE PRINCE OF HOPE
[link] <== PAGE OF BREATH
[link] <== SYLPH OF SPACE WITCH OF LIFE
[link] <== PRINCE OF HOPE 2 MOM AND DAD
[link] <== KNIGHT OF BLOOD SEER OF MIND
[link] <== SEER OF LIGHT KNIGHT OF TIME
[link] <== DOC SCRATCH LIL CAL
[link] <== BRO AND GRANDPA HARLEY
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I know this is old, but the first one is really good. The second one is nice, but the last two lines were not similar. I think you should've made something about the red and blue transition into Gamzee's purple theme.