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Every time you complain about updates taking too long, I put the story off for one more month.

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> salvage the grass

y...yeah, sure. You’re outside. You’re sure it can’t hurt.

You dig your grubby little digits into the ??earth?? and heap up a CLUMP OF GRASS to shove into your POCKETS.

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>Sneakily peak out the window to see if your neighbor replied!

You have two WINDOWS, neither of which face your NEIGHBOR.

You instead crack your door open and take a teeny tiny PEEK...

...

Looks like nothing, yet.

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>eat some cake

You decide to celebrate this eternal newfound joy with A HEFTY FISTFUL of CAKE. You grab another CHUNK from the DISHEVELED PASTRY CORPSE on your floor.

It looks stale. It FEELS stale. It was on your FLOOR.

But...you can’t stay pessimistic forever! Nobody likes a Debby Downer, after all! That’s not even a valid KID or TROLL name!

You shove the slop into your mouth.

Yea.

The cake does, indeed, taste like used sugar foot scrub, as if a lifetime of dust had been used in an unholy concoction of sucrose and water, sludged together to make a grotesque mimicry of frosting, and slapped onto crumbling fiberglass insulation.

It was disgusting.

You NEEDED to eat it.

...say, why were you feeling so good again?

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>dance

You do a little dance. You make a little love.

==> Homestuck: Get down tonight.

This is stupid.

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The Voice welcomes you.

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> ponder if blog is still alive

[[A voice rings from the blue void;

Yes. This world ebbs and sways in a cruel sea of action and inaction. Your hero will return.

I have a story to tell.]]

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This blog is hysterical thank you for doing this

>take a second and feel proud of your accomplishments

You feel like you’re on top of the world!

All your mistakes are forgiven, all your issues are overlooked. What a good feeling! This weird world doesn’t bother you as much right now, thanks to your hard work and dedication. Everything’s gonna be okay! Awesome!!

You’re really proud of yourself for putting yet another issue to rest. You feel like you could solve a million more issues, now!

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>finaly senda dat rock witha note flying to your neighbor! apology time!

You pop back outside to check on the status of your NEIGHBOR. 

Still nothing... a good sign. That means you wont HIT THEM with your APOLOGY ROCK.

You rear back and TOSS that fucker at top speed.

A job well done!

Now to wait for your neighbor to read the NOTE and forgive you with open arms! It may take some time. Your NOTE was quite beautifully written, after all. Maybe they’ll even CRY TEARS of FORGIVENESS... You should give them some time to recoup from such extreme emotion.

What will you do while you wait?

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> ugh use the fucking cake

The... The CAKE...

You want to use the CAKE.

Well... alrighty then, VOICE. You’re the boss.

You grab a fistful of CAKE.

Feeling thoroughly WIGGED OUT, you mash the CAKE against the ROCK, creating a sort of SUGARY PASTE.

Then, you meld your NOTE to the ENCAKED ROCK.

It’s all coming together, now.

Aw, yeah. This plan is foolproof.

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>wrap the note around the rock to throw it already!!

You attempt to brute force the NOTE onto the ROCK.

It’s no use!

The shitty POSTER material of the NOTE is TOO LIGHT AND FEATHERY to wrap properly around your ROCK!

You need some way to STICK the two together... if only you had some MATERIAL that could act as GLUE...

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>find a rope like item to help you climb over without falling

You look around the room for anything that could resemble a ROPE...

...and come to the conclusion that the CORD to your DEAD LAPTOP is possibly the only shoe that fits. Or rather, wire.

You try tugging the wire out, but...

Oh, yeah. That’s STUCK, alright. Almost like that’s its HOME.

You decide not to try and remove the WIRE for fear of damaging the LAPTOP. That wire is probably a PERMANENT FIXTURE, which may explain why its so short, or why it doesn’t have a charge box.

Man, everything here is so WEIRD... It’s like every time you EXAMINE something, a new WEIRDNESS crops up about this place.

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> Check other houses

Hmmm....

You cannot TRAVEL to the other ISLANDS right now, but maybe there’s something you CAN do... for personal reference.

You decide to grab the RAPTURE’d remains of your beloved HEIR TRANSPARENT poster.

John deserves better than this... and what more fitting a background for this teeny project than SPACE ITSELF?

You scrawl an itty bitty map on your itty bitty scrap, this time making sure to let the whiteout dry completely before using your PERMANENT MARKER. 

Hey, look at that! The lines aren’t so sloppy, here!

...Well ok they are but that is a DIFFERENT TYPE of “sloppy”, merely due to your POOR ARTISTRY.

Anyway, these are the islands you can see from yours, and what you can make out from where you’re standing. Granted, some of it is guesswork, but you hold your ability to decipher visual cues highly to yourself. It’s one of your GREATEST QUALITIES, which takes a lot to say for someone SO THOROUGHLY FILLED WITH SELF-HATE.

You think you did very well here, and your inventory grows one WORLD MAP (1).

What will you do next?

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>check inventory

You unhinge your POCKETS and dump their CONTENTS unceremoniously onto the floor, except for the axe which, of course, was just kinda chillin’ against the wall or something since it CAN’T ACTUALLY FIT in your POCKETS.

Current items are denoted with a handy green indicator. How convenient!

You have; -an AXE -a WHITEOUT MARKER -a PERMANENT MARKER -a ROCK and -your MESSAGE TO YOUR NEIGHBOR

God, you wish you had a sylladex.

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>find a rock and throw it at someone 🪨

A fucking ROCK, that’s a great idea!

You’re sure you saw some outside.

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After making your way outside, you do indeed find some ROCKS, and pocket one. NOW all you need is some way to attach your MESSAGE to the ROCK.

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>write a letter apologizing for your sins... maybe your neighbor will understand!!

Hm... maybe you’re right, voice. Maybe a letter might help... you just need something to write it on. You head inside to ponder this when... gasp!

Oh no...

Inspiration hits... but at what cost?

You debilitate over your sweet, dearly departed and decapitated posters... a choice. You have a choice to make. You’re sure they would understand... They, too, have done horrible things for the sanctity of their friendships.

You nab the AlterniaBound poster, citing the enduring connection with one another against all odds, between Karkat and Terezi. They are one of my many (THEORETICALLY) infinite True Pairings you harbor deep and dear to your soul, after all. 

You have to recite “THEORETICALLY” to yourself because there are only so many characters and relationship dynamics within your world. Didn’t someone do that math on that? You’re almost certain someone did the math on that.

Uh.

Also this poster was bigger, so you could write more clearly on it.

You stare into the sweet embrace of Terezi’s glasses.

You gaze fervently at the intense, clearly loving eyes of Karkat.

They’re crazy for each other.

You daren’t cover their pining visage! You have a potential friendship to save, and what better way than to show off their complex BUT STILL FRIENDLY faces??

Using the WHITEOUT MARKER, you paste haphazardly onto the poster, making sure to cover enough ground to write what you need to.

You begin to write...

The PERMANENT MARKER is thick and clumsy, given the fact that you didn’t wait very long to start writing with it, making the black ink smudge with the whiteout...stuff. Just what’s in a whiteout marker anyway?? Like, what do you call it? Gunk? Coom? Whatever.

Clearly the smudging ink is a metaphor for your tainted actions being watered down by your noble attempts to change your behavior.

Clearly.

Finally, your masterpiece is complete. Your message, with its obvious metaphor, encased (read; ensmudged) on this beautiful work of art of two friends having a friendly competition while playing a friendly game. 

What better way to show good faith and save a little face??

Now all you need is a way to send it...

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>check house perimeter for tools

That sounds like a good idea to pass your theoretically limitless time. 

You go ahead and skooch down the side of the house, carefully, since you don’t want to DIE before you’ve met your SHIT.

Looks like nothing here. You imagine the other sides will be about the same. Not a whole lot of creativity went into your home, considering the LAME-ASS BED, so you expect nothing noteworthy to be outside of it either.

You check the back of the house.

You...stand corrected? The house just ends there, its outside boards chipping away at their seams, but... now there’s something weird going on with one of the walls? You suppose there HAD to be a fourth wall to begin with, despite the weird wrecked look of this side, since you were just inside and there was indeed a fourth wall to seal the foundations of the lackluster room... but what the hell is THIS crap? There’s no shiny blue blocks on the inside...that sure woulda been cool, though. It’s a nice blue!

You decide to bottle it for later, like you do with your emotions. 

Hey, it works, right?

You shimmy back the way you came and try your luck on the house’s left side. Your left. Not YOUR left, your OTHER’S left - this left, right here. or left here. Ok this is getting confusing, next slide.

Therrre it is, the other side of the house’s outside left side, your side, the side with the... axe? 

Hey, cool, you get an axe! 

Many gamers would consider this a “real” item! Nice find!

You snatch that shit up faster than you can *axe* “What now?”