#Uranium Imp

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Sunslammer

Album: Homestuck Vol. 5 Composer: Seth Peelle Leitmotifs: Sunsetter Characters: Jade Harley, Uranium Imp

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[S] Jade: STRIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!

[shaleimpdaily]

day 19! happy new year all !!

[thewertsearch]

Not even a Green Sun weapon can put a dent in Jack. The Streetsweeper is probably closer in strength to a Uranium Imp - undeniably powerful, but still a far cry from true divinity.

EB: karkat! […] EB: why are you snooping around her computer! CG: BECAUSE CG: WOW OK CG: SO LET ME ASK. CG: DID YOU BOTH ACTUALLY LIKE EACH OTHER. […] CG: LIKE I MEAN SOMETHING VAGUELY RESEMBLING ACTUAL GENUINE MUTUAL SENTIMENT OR WHATEVER, NOT SOME LOPSIDED PINING BULLSHIT. EB: what are you talking about? CG: DID YOU LIKE HER, YOU WINDSOCK HEADED SHITMOUTH.

You’ve wormed your way out of similar questions before, but that’s not an option this time.

Come on, John. The shippers need to know.

EB: well… EB: yeah. why?

Huh.

Well, there you go, I guess. I honestly thought it was more likely that John just wanted to be friends with her - but no, there really was a spark of romance there. We'll never know how it would have ended, because it didn't have a chance to get started, but there could have been something between the two.

CG: THAT'S FINE CG: THEN CG: WE'LL TALK ABOUT IT LATER. EB: talk about what? CG: I NEED YOU TO BE ABLE TO THINK STRAIGHT.

I think it’s very clear what Karkat’s implying here.

John's not stupid, but he is more than willing to shove uncomfortable truths into the vault. He's already repressed his Dad's death, and will undoubtedly do the same with Vriska's.

Fucking hell, Doc!

I guess when he snaps, he snaps hard. Did losing the clock really piss him off this much, or is even this part of his grand plan?

Heh. Dave knows what’s up.

Yeah, this looks pretty bad – but when you think about it, Jade’s not in any actual danger here. Jack won’t harm her, and his reaction speed is far too fast for him to do so accidentally. It's a good play, and not one I'd thought of myself.

[homestuckreplay]

Boondollar Financial Crisis Imminent

(page 877-885)

Rose Lalonde is an absolute hero and a fool. With three minutes left until meteor impact and no safe place left to escape to, she logs into Sburb to check on John. And THEN begins explaining what she’s learned about meteors to him. John is so right to say ‘um, ok. i don't really think i get it. is this relevant?’ (p.880) I think both these two are smart and good at solving problems, but Rose is the only one who needs to provide a lengthy explanation of how and why she did it.

People in Homestuck sure love ascending and descending recently. I’ve found all the examples so far, and everyone’s had the chance to ascend, but so far only Rose and Jade have also descended. Also, the two most recent of these – [S] Jade: Descend and [S] Rose: Ascend – have both linked back to John’s rooftop battle.

page 660 John: Ascend to the highest point of the house.

665 [S] Dave: Ascend to the highest point of the building.

757 [S] WV: Ascend.

788 Jade: Ascend.

879 [S] Rose: Ascend.

840 Rose: Descend.

843 [S] Jade: Descend

Navigating via the Sburb interface is a moment where the second person perspective really pays off. I sure am Rose Lalonde right now. It’s also effective at showing us the state of John’s house (even more destroyed by imps and oil, windows broken, chunks of wall on the alchemiter, but no more ogres yet) without John himself having to run around and look.

The end of this fight is incredible. Nannasprite is the MVP, apparently able to make a ghost duplicate of anything in the house and a giant laser. She puts John in the oven. She puts him in the oven like a cookie???? Rose also helps out by dropping a fridge (ultimate bludgeoning weapon) and bouncing John, easily the bounciest of the four kids, off the alchemiter. But they’re both careful to give John the killing blow and therefore the experience points. He comes out triumphant, surrounded by grist bigger than he is, streaked with tar instead of blood. The silly elements, the teamwork, and the more comical antagonist of the ogre all combine to make this the opposite of Dave’s fight, where he was fighting alone, attacked by the person who should be supporting him, and ended up getting thrown down the stairs with no reward.

New grist!!!! The ogres drop both tar and mercury. If John has mercury and Jade has uranium, I wonder what highly dangerous element Rose and Dave will end up with. And with his level ups, John is now a Boy-Skylark, something I can’t help linking to ‘heir of breath’ – air, flying, sky, birds – especially as Nanna mentions the Sassacre prophecy just a few pages later.

I think it’s possible to interpret the spritelog on page 885, and Nanna holding the old Sassacre book in her aura, as her adding the message to the front right now. But I still think she wrote it when John was very young – page 759 is written as though Nanna is vague on how John will grow up – he is ‘no doubt’ handsome and strapping, but it’s unconfirmed – and there ‘will come a day’ when John goes on an adventure, but it’s written as if in the future. Also, if she were writing this now, I think Nanna’s words would appear in glowing blue ink because her powers seem to work like that.

The key insight from this spritelog, I think, is that when John goes through the first gate, ‘everything will change. You will find the place where the constellations dance beneath the clouds. And then your true work may begin’ which suggests that instead of building straight up, each gate will take John to a different location, and maybe he needs to find his way back to the house in order to build up again. This ‘true work’ is surely connected to the Ultimate Riddle, the point of all this that John still needs to find out (p.425) which is entirely unclear to me, the reader. Between the meteors, other planets, various chess piece entities, and mystical predictive powers, it feels like whatever is going on is too alien for regular human logic, made by something with a completely different understanding of existence.

This image from page 884 is so ominously composed. The soulless gray roof stretching off into the empty wasteland and John’s dark silhouette reaching out to it is incredibly eerie, a real reminder of how isolated John is. Now if I’m not mistaken, this is the hole John looked up through on page 539 – the one leading to his dad’s room. And that page was also composed with a lot of gravity, really trying to make what’s inside that hole feel important. But this time, Rose isn’t around to tell John not to go in. This could be a big moment for John, and we cold finally learn the truth about Dad’s business clown troupe.

John’s ‘do you think that instead of telling me exactly why that is with a clear explanation, you can give me a series of really coy riddles about it and then sort of giggle?’ (p.885) is holding hands with Rose’s ‘I require a font of frighteningly accurate yet infuriatingly nonspecific information. Do you know where I can find a wellspring of this sort?’ (p.838). It does help that they’re all written by the same person but it’s sweet to me when the kids talk like each other; I know I pick up turns of phrase from my friends so it really helps establish the closeness between them.

> John: Attempt to captchalogue a unit of build grist.

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Homestuck, page 3,001

[S] Jade: STRIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!

Song used: Sunslammer by Seth Peele

Storyboards: http://readmspa.org/storyboards/03000.swf.html

Author commentary:

It's been quite some time since we did a full-fledged strife page, with music and everything. You may recall there was a phoned-in one in Hivebent, with Karkat flailing his sickle at his crabdad in a single GIF. You have to go way back into Act 4 to find another legitimate one. They sort of fell out of favor as a format, since it was mostly a waste of creative man-hours for very little story-advancing return. The strifes always were just flavor pieces to help prop up the feeling that the story is also a game you can semi-play. But as the narrative intensity and complexity kick into higher gear, the story leans toward other devices to achieve this effect, while still pushing things forward, like the RPG mini-games. But Homestuck has a way of always coming back to earlier formats and ideas as if to say, "Don't forget, this is still a thing we can do." This strife also does double-duty as a reminder that, due to the Bec debacle, not only do the players now have to deal with Bec Noir skulking around the session, but all the lesser enemies got an insane power boost too. Just this one shot of a uranium imp in Bec Mode allows us to extrapolate the effect across a full session of enemies, and so realize how untenable it probably is now for the players to accomplish even basic things.

Other than that, there's not much to say about this strife. It's kind of a gag, a reprisal of Jade's original fight with Bec, but we're also getting a little teleportation tour of all known locations throughout the session, plus some we haven't seen before.

But just because this strife page is basically useless, it doesn't mean we can't do a few small useful things along the way. Jade swings by Dave's golden ruins and fires a shot that wakes him up. So, cool, he's awake, which means that soon Dave and Jade finally will be able to talk and catch up on stuff. In fact, he's got a great reason to get in touch with her, since he just saw her randomly appear in his land with an imp, fire a gun, and disappear again.

Here's another useful datapoint in a panorama of nonsense: a glimpse of a huge statue of Jade's denizen, Echidna. If you were following along back in the day and were ass-deep in Homestuck lore, the moment you saw that statue, you'd have known it was Echidna. Why? Because it was previously established that the kids' browsers all had the same names as their denizens. We've already seen the little two-tailed snake icon on Jade's desktop. And here's a huge snake beast with two tails. We also know that the wands the bunny was wielding are the Quills of Echidna. And those needley things on the denizen's back sure look like quills. There's also a Future Dave strolling around, ridiculously underdressed for the weather. What's he doing out there? Do we ever find out? I don't remember at the moment. I think his presence here is mostly about letting us know Future Dave really gets around. He's got a lot more time to spare than everyone else.

[demimonde-semigoddess]

1, 2, 3, and 84 for the homestuck asks

Post in question

When did you first get into Homestuck? I got introduced to homestuck in summer 2010, but it took me until literally christmas day to catch up. My first update was Jade's christmas binge on LOFAF!

2. How quickly did you finish reading the comic? Well, it took me 5 years. Because it wasn't done yet. :P

3. How many times have you read HS? Technically only the once! Although I've reread large swathes when looking up snippets for research. In terms of "total volume of Homestuck" read, I'd say probably somewhere around 2.5.

84. Favorite Homestuck flash? Ooooh this one is tough! I have a real soft spot for the WV Flashes ([S] WV?: Rise up. and [S] WV: Rise up.) as well as the obvious ones like Descend, Cascade, and Collide. Honorable mention to Jade's fight with the Uranium Imp (Sunslammer is unbeatable). Of them all, I think Cascade is just the apotheosis of what Homestuck wanted to be.

In terms of games, Myststuck is unparalleled in terms of atmosphere, although I also really like the major John LOWAS walkaround flash. It was the first one I found trickster mode in!

[tenaciouschronicler]

September 26 2024 2009

WV has quite the collection of cans to choose from. If only there was a can opener. Too bad all they have is "an old rusted one of those red mailbox arm-swing flappy doodads".

At least WV is strapped.

Again, WV does not know what an imp is nor heard of one so SBURB is also not a concept where they are.

But that doesnt matter when you are the mayor of CAN TOWN!!

Great things about Mayors (according to WV):

orderly, civil democracy

mannerly and reasonable

based on mutual respect between the leader and its people

totally amazing and heroic and brave

above all NOTHING like bossy, petty, tyrant KINGS

Exploring west theres an odd assortment of things: crayons chalk, motor oil, firefly in amber, and Uranium... which WV promptly eats. The same goes for the green shades of chalk, WV really likes green and I cant tell if its because they associate it with plants=edible or if they are just Like That and eat their favorite color. There is also another storage locker but true to its name its locked.

In any case, time for INFRASTRUCTURE and WESTWARD EXPANSION.

Im sensing from the usage of motor oil to fill those blank spaces that we might get some thinly veiled lore dumps soon in the only way WV can, which is to say vaugely and colored by their views.

Some other bits of note:

When speaking of kings the crown on WVs head is similar in shape to that of a chess king

In the checkerboard pattern white is for Residential and black is for Commercial, dont know the logic behind this

WV has normal bodily functions (when hydrated)

WV calls the oil unpleasant which I find funny since Imps are made of oil and so far ARE unpeasant

WVs mayoral sash is now appropiately labeled as such

[thehiddengodsofficial]

The Hidden Gods Origins Book 1: Gryphon Reyes

!!DISCLAIMER!!

As for specific continuities, my personal thing is that Lucifer decided, that when all of the Saiyans needed to go to hell, there just plain and simple, wouldn't be enough room in only the pride ring for all of them. So Lucifer dispersed the Saiyans across all the rings of hell, hence their being Exterminators In the Greed Ring of Hell and every other Ring as well. 

((Context: Basically, This takes place right after Frieza (in Dragon Ball) made all the Sayians go poof, and also is in the same verse as the Hazbin/Hellaverse (Helluva Boss and Hazbin Hotel), And the disclaimer above is pretty much an explanation as to why Exterminator Angels, and therefore Lute would be patrolling in other rings. With the only crutch there being that they are still not allowed to kill Hellborns.))

CHAPTER I: Circus

Gryphon was plunged into Hell as a newborn Saiyan child with his parents plunged in with him down deep into the gorges of the Greed Ring, Mammon’s domain. 

The last memories of their ‘humanity’ ripped away as they fell through the polluted, smokey green skies of Greed into a new, albeit worse life as demons, Earthborn Sinners to be exact.

Upon landing on the gravelly, radiation-covered ground of the Greed Ring, The Small Child was knocked out due to the fall’s impact on his skull, causing a mild concussion and several bodily abrasions. 

The location they landed in was ‘Cash Buckzo’s Circus Land (Or Some Shit)’. The Land in particular was covered in hundreds of disheveled, stitched up, and battered circus tents that almost looked as if they would collapse at any moment.

After about two and-a-half years living in the uranium-filled wasteland-ish junkyard that is The Greed Ring, Gryphon and his parents had found cheap homing near the Tent Yard, the three of them in the meantime had gone to the Hellhound Adoption Agency and and adopted a small Hellborn Demon Carcharodontosaurus by the name ‘Slattern’.

The Ringleader himself, Cash Buckzo had later caught sight of the four meandering around the barren land of Tents and his eyes instantly darted to the small child on top of the Demonic Dinosaur, They both practically fueled Cash’s greed just on sight. He quickly moved toward the squad and introduced himself.

“Well hey there! Name’s Cash Buckzo! Nice to meet ya, say… Those two look quite promising to my circus, whaddya say I take em’ in and help those two make YOU two some muthafuckin’ money, eh?” He asked, Greed clearly lacing his irises and his tone as he spoke.

Gryphon’s parents looked back at Cash skeptically, trying to decipher whether or not the imp in front of them was a threat or not,

“I… Don’t think that’s a good idea” Gryphon’s mother, Rósa, replied skittishly, her brow furrowing as she watched her son for a moment. She was unsure whether to trust the disheveled and reckless imp in front of them. 

Gryphon’s Father chimed in, his complexion much more joyful at the offer from what Cash could see,

“You’d raise him to help him help us get by? Th-That’d be great!”

Before his mother could object his father had already shaken Cash Buckzo’s hand and all three of them got Gryphon and Slattern settled into the circus tent.

After about five years of training, performing, and enduring Cash Buckzo’s miserable lengths of Greed, and manipulation they had met and become very close with Blitzo, Fizzaroli, and Barbie who were imp siblings. 

The three accepted Gryphon and Slattern with open arms and treated them as close friends quite quickly, yet after one particularly fantastically done performance.

 Gryphon overheard Cash speaking to another man, his voice was deep and brooding, and judging from the accent Gryphon could tell he was wealthy, the conversation was regarding Blitzo, who this supposed man wanted to ‘buy’.

“Ah, welllll… uh- how much ya got in ya pocket?” Cash questioned with a considering look on his face as he pointed to the imp butler’s pocket, the butler reached into his pocket and pulled a few items out as the voice continued,

“A… wadded up five and a slim-fit condom.”

Cash looked unphased as he agreed to the deal and got up whilst the butler and the voice left. Gryphon was dumbfounded, his own best friend was being sold. Cash listed off to Blitzo where he was going and what he had to do: Steal valuables from the Goetias, Blitzo looked visibly frightened and shocked and looked down in dejection before attempting to weasel out of it, Cash simply placed his hand tenderly on Blitzo’s shoulder and manipulated him into agreeing to the task. 

Gryphon and Slattern both silently and stealthily followed the two imps to the Goetia’s palace only to see Paimon himself and a smaller Goetia child next to him, who introduced himself as ‘Stolas’.

CHAPTER II: Extermination

After over a year and a half of working under the brazen conditions, Gryphon and Slattern had been kicked out of the circus by Cash Buckzo due to them being seen as ‘weak links’ that ‘didn't get him enough money,’ when in reality he just simply hated their existences, and were now fending for themselves on the street in the territory of the Crimson Shark Mafia along the Greed Ring.

The average day for them consisted of waking up from a terrible nap, they never really got good sleep, if they were lucky the two of them would sleep for a combined 6 hours. With Gryphon getting around 2, and Slattern getting around 4.

They would hunt down unsuspecting victims or wildlife, kill them, cook them over a barrel fire or other flammable object that burns properly; such as oiled rags, or random garbage since Greed is a junkheap of a ring in Hell; and eat them.

Apart from that, they would walk around aimlessly trying to find a place to have shelter like an alleyway or behind a store, and when that inevitably failed, they would use each other’s body heat as warmth on the night sidewalks, praying that it didn’t rain.

One day the little sleep they did get was interrupted.

‘BANG! BANG! BANG!’

Slattern got up and Gryphon followed shortly after, they knew what this was.

It was that time of the year again, Extermination Day.

Gryphon and Slattern rushed to their Mother but alas, they were too late. 

By the time they had arrived to save her an Exterminator Angel’s sword had plunged through her heart.

“R-run.” She said as she choked on her own blood in futility before she fell, limp and pale in a puddle of red.

Gryphon held his head as his thoughts rang and he started to hear a deafening scream in his head, repeating the same thing endlessly, the voice beginning to almost multiply and overlap itself like an abyssal echo.

“KILL. THEM. ALL.”

An immense fury overtook Gryphon as the Angels watched his stature and build increase.

The Commander of the Exterminators, Lute, who killed Gryphon's Mother, charged at Him and impaled Gryphon with a holy sword forged from Heaven itself.

Gryphon didn’t flinch or even go limp, Lute looked past Gryphon’s helmet seeing only two voids where his eyes should be, his face showing no more emotion, not even lifelessness.

Gryphon bashed his head against Lute’s and as she fell, grabbed her neck and began dragging her through the pavement before throwing Lute, all with the sword still in his chest.

Lute trembled and looked up bloodied then screamed to the other Exterminators,

“KILL HIM!” Before flying away back to Heaven.

Gryphon hunched over and grabbed the sword, pulling it out of its embedded place in his chest.

The Exterminator Angels heard a scraping sound and saw that Gryphon had taken out the sword causing him to bleed profusely from his chest, which still did not phase him to the Exterminator's view, and put the sword to his side.

Gryphon looked over at Slattern who was terrified, practically vibrating in fear.

“Slattern, Go.”

Slattern went off on all fours for as fast and far as he could muster with his young yet high adrenalized stamina.

Gryphon looked back to his enemies stoically and uttered one simple line.

“NOW… SHALL WE GET STARTED?”

Gryphon lunged at an Exterminator and plunged the sword deep into his neck before ripping its wings off forcefully while choked gargling came from the holy creature, yellow blood began sputtering from the now injured wing sockets as they were torn off with a loud and fleshy ‘PRRRRIP’ before quickly looking down at the Angel’s pained look and tearing his head clean off.

He ripped and tore through anything Angelic that moved until only the lifeless butchered bodies remained stagnant on the ground, some still intact, some twitching, others in splattered and broken blue covered pieces of bone, muscle tissue, and in some cases brain matter.

Gryphon, looking deranged and covered in yellow Angelic burning blood, his armor steaming and slowly warping due to the forebodingly nonexistent, yet still present, Angelic heat.

'BANG! BANG! BANG!'

And with those final shots… It was over.

Gryphon has cemented himself in the history of Hell;

As the only earthborn sinner in all of Hell:

To Kill Exterminators… And still remain standing.

CHAPTER III: Crimson ((TW! ABUSE))

For a few weeks after the initial Extermination in Greed, Gryphon felt several pairs of eyes on him from all angles, and not just from awestruck onlookers. One uneventful yet sleepless evening Gryphon and Slattern both saw a tall, and lanky GreedBorn Shark Demon with red ringed eyes, green scales, and a pronounced underbite.

Upon first approach, Gryphon became quickly defensive and skittishly paranoid. The Shark Demon put his hands up in surrender whilst locking eyes with the small, gold-clad child in front of him.

"My Boss, Crimson wants to take you in."

Gryphon looked at him distrustfully, confliction in his thoughts as he remained stagnant. The Shark Demon then subtly gave some kind of hand signal and several other Shark Demons leapt from the bushes surrounding them, they began to chain down, tie up, and taze both Gryphon and Slattern until they were immobile. 

Once brought into the house and into custody, this alleged 'Crimson' requested to speak with Gryphon who was extremely hesitant yet had no choice as he was forced into the room with the Imp.

Gryphon was at the end of the long, clothed table, as the yellow eyed imp stared him down, mysterious intention lacing the golden glow of his eyes as his mouth was hidden by entangled hands.

The two demons sat at opposite ends for a few minutes in silence before Crimson broke the mold by saying, 

“Ya gonna tell me who ya are, Kid? Or am I goin' first?”

Gryphon mumbled nervously, fidgeting for any kind of feigned comfort 

“Y-Y-You first.”

Crimson sat up straight, revealing his face fully, 

“I'm sure ya already know me, I'm Crimson. Sorry bout my men, they ain't good with visitas.”

Crimson looked over to Gryphon with dissuasion as he lit a cigar, the green flame quickly absorbing the tip of it.

 “What’s ya name Kid?”

Gryphon straightens out with a start and stutters out, the nervous tone not leaving his throat, 

“Gr-Gryphon.”

Crimson nodded agreeingly. 

“We ain't here ta hurt ya, Kid. I ain't anyways, I’m here to offer you and ya animal some shelter.”

Gryphon turned his head, still nervously stuttering, 

“Wh-Wh-What's Th-Th-The C-Catch?”

Crimson narrowed his gaze with interest flashing in the tension, 

“Simple, you're gonna be my right hand with Mox.”

Gryphon sat confusion running in his mind, overtaking all other current thoughts. 

“Wh-Huh?"

Crimson slowly began to grin mischievously, his prosthetic golden tooth glimmering intimidatingly against the light from the green flames behind him.

“Mox, my son. He's your age, and wants a brotha, and everyone needs a sibling, ay? especially when one of the parents can't be present.”

Gryphon thought for a moment then nodded to Crimson.

“Good, I've got ya room prepared. Go ahead, make ya'self at home.”

Crimson stated, leaning down with that same menacing smile.

Gryphon then turned to Crimson

 “Uhm… Sir? Where’s Slattern?”

Crimson groaned, irritation now overtaking his complexion.

 “The animals downstairs, we got a room for it, don't worry, it’ll be well taken care of.”

After that Crimson snapped his fingers and The Lanky GreedBorn Shark Demon who got him tazed came through and began escorting Gryphon to his room.

Gryphon saw the basement door and started to walk towards it. The Shark hastily grabbed his shoulder and harshly pulled him back to his side.

“Crimson doesn't want you going down there.” The Shark said bluntly, his raspy voice holding a monotone vibe. He then began leading the small armored 7 year old upstairs.

They passed a room where a young Imp boy was reading a gun manual, after a little bit the Imp inquisitively looked up at Gryphon. His eyes widened before quickly and swiftly cutting behind the Shark, shyly hiding behind his leg.

After reaching his new room, Gryphon loathsomely sat on his bed and put his head down in despair and dejection as tears started to stream down his face. He took his helmet off and let out all the pent-up emotion he had bundled up in the back of his broken mind from the last few weeks.

After a week or two of slowly getting used to Crimson and becoming a bit more talkative with Moxxie, he met Moxxie's mother; Matilda. She always patched him up if he got hurt or let him vent to her, and in general acted as the mother he lost.

Although… over time Crimson became more and more violent, he'd beat Gryphon and Slattern constantly if they "didn't act right," going as far from whipping gryphon to the bone with a blessing tipped toothed whip, to meticulously and painfully cutting Slattern's left tusk off and using it as a knife to further carve into Gryphon with, or even chaining Gryphon down with the toothed whips and painfully slowly removing skin with a blessed knife.

One rather eventful and injury-filled day, Matilda found a bleeding Gryphon bandaging himself, in his room, on his own. She hurriedly ran over to help,

"Oh my goodness, Dear! That's a lot of blood, please let me help!" She sweetly and worriedly spoke, her tone shaking as she carefully tried to bandage him a little more, helping tighten them to ensure they stayed in place.

He very coldly, yet unfazedly responds with a quick and simple “I’m fine.”

Matilda gives him a skeptically concerned look as she steps back a bit, “A-Are you sure, Hon? That’s… A lot of blood…” Her tone saddens as she looks at the red splotches along his body.

“And at such a young age…”

Gryphon looked at Matilda with emotionless gaze and responded

“I don't want him hurting you more than he already does, you should probably leave before he comes in.”

Matilda then narrows her pupils at the teenage sinner,

“Well, Crimson… Can hit me all he wants, it won’t stop me from caring for another of my children.” She seethes Crimson’s name as she huffs in irritation.

Gryphon let's a little emotion shine through the cracks of his "Tough Guy" persona, giving an affectionate smile to Matilda, 

"Alright… If you insist, Ma."

As if on cue, Crimson walks into the doorway, narrowing his eyes menacingly at Matilda before going back to his usual “fatherly” attitude.

“Hey, Kid! Ya don’t look too savvy, musta been a rough day. You go ahead an’ rest up, I needa talk to ya momma… alone.” 

As they both leave the room, Matilda quietly shuts the door, knowing what conflict will shortly conspire once they are both alone. Once they reach Crimson’s office room he shuts the door, locks it, and turns to Matilda.

“So… Why ya helpin’ the kid?” Crimson’s eyes glow menacingly, contesting the light of the fire behind Matilda as she gulps in fear and responds shakily.

“I-I just thought he could-” Matilda was then interrupted by a harsh ‘SLAP’ as she fell to the floor, a searing burn on her cheek as she grunts involuntarily at the harsh contact. Upon feeling her cheek she winced and looked at her hand, there was blood.

“YOU THOUGHT WHAT!? HAH!? YER GONNA MAKE THAT STUPID KID AND THAT USELESS ANIMAL SOFT BEFO’ I EVEN GET TO THEIR THICK ASS SKULLS!” Crimson continues yelling and screaming at Matilda, slapping her back to the ground if she attempts to get up while she shakes in fear, not knowing how to take the abuse, despite how tragically normal it is.

“Now are ya gonna listen, or do I gotta use a more… enlightening approach?” Crimson seethes intimidatingly, his golden tooth glowing against the two contested lights of the fire and his eyes as he reaches under his desk and pulls out a taser. 

Matilda quickly gets up with a start, shaking her head in fear as her whole body shakes.

After Crimson activates the taser they both hear the door open, causing him to deactivate the taser and turn around, they both see Gryphon standing in the doorway, He quickly looks at Crimson, then the taser, then Matilda, then back to Crimson. 

“...I’ll ugh… I'll deal with it later…” Gryphon dejectedly sighs out as he turns on his heel and shuts the door. Crimson sighs and facepalms, putting the taser away and walking out of the room.

“Ya lucked out… This time.” He seethes out at her again before leaving Matilda there a shaky, tear-stained, mess.

After a few more weeks of looping around the clockwork cycles of abuse torture, Matilda goes missing. Crimson, after one particularly uneventful day comes into Moxxie’s room boredly to find the boys sitting down, Gryphon was helping Moxxie clean a couple of his guns.

“Ay! There’s my boys! Howzabout you two help out your ol’ man with a… Little… Errand.” Crimson awaits the Boys’ quick acceptances with a feigned smile as he assists in them getting ready. After recruiting the two onto the boat with the victims they rowed out to the water-bound graveyard, the foggy overlay from the radiation and water vapor only clearing to reveal the dozens of floating corpses and trinkets from past corpses. The tense silence is quickly interrupted when the boat stops and Crimson slams a cinder block onto the side of the boat.

“You first, Mox. You’re too soft, and ya know how it goes: softies go first.” He sneers to the small imp boy as he flinches, backing away from the block. Crimson rolls his eyes and slams Moxxie’s face into the cement block, almost causing a nosebleed as Moxxie looks at the writhing, terrified creature in front of him while he slowly pushes the cinder block into the water, the gravity pulling both of them down quicker than he’d imagined. Immense guilt overtook the small imps boy as he sat back down, watching as Crimson looked over to Gryphon expectantly. “Now you, I just hope ya ain’t gonna try ta pussy out like this one.” He motions to Moxxie insensitively as Gryphon stands up silently and picks up the limp body bag containing an unconscious creature, most likely imp, and throws it over the side. There was no visible or sensible guilt here, only obedience. Crimson then grabbed Moxxie by the collar of his shirt and pointed to a new object that washed up.

“This. Moxxie. This is what happens when you cross me.” He seethes through a menacingly sharp curtain of gray and gold as he almost throws Moxxie back and begins to row the three of them back home.

CHAPTER IV: Escape

On another smokey green day in Greed, Crimson signed a little bit of paperwork before sighing and getting up irritatedly, walking out of his office. Upon looking out he saw Chaz and Moxxie in the corner, needless to say they were a little… preoccupied with each other. So he walks over to them, groaning in annoyance as they look at him confused,

“Ay, Dipshits. I gotta job for ya, help me rally your dumbass brotha an’ I’ll help ya get moving.” He seethes as Moxxie runs off to find Gryphon outside playing Fetch with Slattern. Chaz tried to follow him but Crimson grabbed the back of his shirt collar and pulled him back.

“You ain’t goin’ anywhere, Shark Boy. You’re helpin’ me set up.” Crimson said coldly, looking into his blue ringed eyes as the yellow glow from Crimson’s eyes dominated any other visible glow near Chaz’s face. A few good minutes went by and Crimson smiled, putting his “Fatherly” facade back on and greeting the two boys as they walked over,

“Ah, there’s my boys! Ya ready to go?” He said chipperly with a toothy grin that showed off his golden tooth. With nods and slight assistance they mount Slattern and Crimson clears his throat.

“So… Ya know that bank down the way that the Overgrown Pine Tree, Mammon uses, yeah? You three are gonna sneak in an’ steal as much money from those stupid fucks as you can carry, ya got that? Pretty fuckin’ easy for assets like you.” He stings his words in as he glares at the three, sending them off with a dissuading wave.

After they get there, Moxxie and Chaz miraculously find the ability to pull their tongues away from each other and look at the bank as they stop. Once inside, Gryphon is ironically the stealthiest one there, being in shiny golden armor that reflects pretty much all light still goes riiiight over all the guard’s heads. Moxxie follows behind, scurrying along the floor near the wall as Chaz stares daggers into his ass, barely paying any attention to his stealth. The silence is then quickly interrupted once an alarm begins to ring throughout the halls as Chaz looks down to find he tripped the laser sensors,

“Shit…” Chaz mutters as the halls turn a bright red. Gryphon grabs Moxxie’s arm and runs, almost throwing him in front as the sound of bullets ricocheting is heard from the armor, Chaz grabs a bag full of cash and throws it to Moxxie who swiftly grabs it. Twists and turns are made for what felt like forever as the adrenaline pumps endlessly from the danger they’ve all been put in.

Relief hits Moxxie as he sees a doorway out in the distance, causing them to run faster, Bars closing down the door slowly. Moxxie throws the bag under the door and slides under it to hold it up while Chaz and Gryphon follow suit. As Moxxie attempts to leave the door slams down on his leg, rendering him paralyzed as he panics and tries to lift the door back up with one hand. He reaches out for Chaz who instead grabs the bag and sprints off, a look of guilt lacing the rings in his eyes as he turns heel and runs. Moxxie looks back dumbfounded as Gryphon strains himself to lift the door before they both get onto Slattern who tries to high-tail it out before getting injected with tranquilizer.

Moxxie is then thrown into a holding cell with a very tired, angry and thrashing Gryphon being shoved in with him. Slattern was then taken to a larger holding cell away from the duo. Moxxie looks down, tears streaming down his face and climbs into the bottom bunk of the cell while Gryphon sits in the corner.

“Well, hey there! What are you you guys in for?” The silence is broken by a more chipper voice, Moxxie slips his tail under the bunk quickly as Gryphon looks around, confused as to who the voice belongs to and where the fuck it even is.

“Well you guys ain’t much for talking are you?” A tall imp with a large white scar over half of his face gets up and looks down at both of them with a big smile.

“You’re right. We aren’t.” Gryphon looks back coldly with a tone to match the stare as the imp lights up, hopping down from the bed and shaking Moxxie’s hand.

“Well anyway hi there, I’m Blitzo! The ‘o’ is silent, I’m sure we’ll all get along just great! so what’s your deal, what’d you do, who'd’ you dittle? You look like people who are good with a gun and I hope you are, cuz I gotta plan to bust us outta this joint!” Gryphon perks up at Blitzo’s mention of a plan and walks a little closer, listening in with high inquisition.

“You see I need to get out to my daughter, the babysitter will KILL me if I don’t…” Blitzo’s words trail off as Moxxie’s tears turn to a positive felt sob as he smiles, looks to Gryphon, and nods. Gryphon looks back, shedding a tear or two of his own, his smile beaming like a ray of sun through his armor. Now identical to the Phoenix insignia on his cape, Gryphon could finally rise from the ashes of his broken life. 

CHAPTER V: I.M.P.

Pilot

Murder Family

Loo Loo Land

Spring Broken

Harvest Moon Festival

Truth Seekers

Ozzie's

Queen Bee

Exes and Oohs

Western Energy

OOPS

CHAPTER VI: Solo

Stolas opened the portal reluctantly and guiltfully watched Him walk through before closing it slowly, Gryphon didn’t know exactly where he was, but he knew he was where he needed to be.

He would soon find out he was in Heathmoore and was quickly taken in by some Vikings.

Living as a Viking was easy work… compared to what he was doing in hell, at least.

However they challenged the wrong person.

One snowy night, the village was attacked.

They angered Apollyon, the 8th Warlord of

The Blackstone Legion.

Leading the offense was Holden Cross, who quickly killed his way to Gryphon who had been slaughtering the

Foot soldiers.

The Warden and Mercy came up to Holden as Gryphon was too strong for just one of them.

He ruthlessly defended himself and attacked the 3 Warriors all at once.

Until he was rushed by Holden.

He was trying to shove Holden off of him but

The Warden Shoulder Charged Gryphon, disorienting him. Then Mercy mercilessly stabbed his side. Although He was finished, He still fought with every ounce of his Soul, but was eventually lost to exhaustion.

He was put in a line where all of The Warriors of his Village waited to be Executed, head after head hit the ground; Until it was Gryphon’s turn, he looked at The Executioner through the Fabric that covered his face before being set down on the Log. The Executioner gasped as he raised his Axe, ready to behead Gryphon with no remorse.

“Hold.”

The Executioner stopped the Swing immediately putting the Axe to his side. Apollyon walked over and examined Gryphon carefully,

“Go on. You’ve won. Finish it why don’t you?” Holden put his Poleaxe down.

“Master. This beast killed at least 100 Soldiers. Including Davis.”

Apollyon looked at Holden.

“Do you know how to tell a predator from prey?”

Holden gave Apollyon a very puzzled look.

“You can’t, of course. Unless you see them in War.”

Apollyon gestured to The Executioner to help stand Gryphon to his feet as she approached him and the two exchanged a long, tense glance.

“100. Well done.”

She then did another gesture, and The Executioner walked a very confused Gryphon away. During the walk back to the Ram, He would ask.

“Why am I still breathing? You won fair and square. Why not claim your prize?”

The Executioner laughed.

“Do you know why my Master is starting Wars?”

“Not at all, please, enlighten me.”

Gryphon responds with light humor in his tone, The Executioner giving Gryphon a shocked glare as he responds,

“The Strong Thrive, and the weak die, she’s rooting out the weak, it is the natural state of things. Apollyon wants to eradicate the Sheep, and let the Wolves flourish. She saw you're a Wolf, and what happens next is up to you.”

Gryphon turned his head,

 “And what might my choices be?”

The Executioner took out his Axe, glaring at Gryphon with a sadistic smile.

“You join us, or you die. Simple as that.”

Gryphon scoffs and laughs in response.

“Dying doesn't sound all too fun, where do I sign up?”

The Executioner looked at Him confused, before untying the ropes that bound him and putting his hand on his shoulder, grinning with a friendly aura.

“I think you and I are gonna get along just fine.”

“Oh, by the way… Where's my sword?”

CHAPTER VII: Blackstone

((Author's Note: Yes, I am aware that there is a lot unwritten, and yes, we know it's a little clusterfuck'ed as a story, but we are indeed working on it. As there are many characters to get to, Gryphon's story is still high on the priority list but unfortunately won't be gotten to as quickly as some others.))

Written and created by: Funny-Skeleton

Revised by: Fox (me)

Character/story assistance: Matt, Fox (me), and OverSiege

[grazer-razor]

i realized something about homestuck and invader zim.

basically, the comic and show have a lot of similarities. aliens, robots, a lot of stuff. see here-

Theming similarities -random, occasionally food-based sense of humor -goofy, cynical, mildly gloomy atmosphere -bathroom humor(and in HS’s case, dick jokes(which might be a more “grown-up” version of bathroom humor)

Design similarities -squashed in, eccentric, and geometric design(homestuck relies on rounded shapes, IZ relies on edges) -most environments are monochrome in color -occasionally depicts more realistic imagery

Trope similarities -bug-like aliens with similar decent worldbuilding, as well as robots. There is an emphasis on unusual technology, as well. -all adults are sort of shady(also, you can’t see most of their faces) -most characters’ personalities are exaggerated -most of the main characters are children(or at least some equivalent to children) -most of the characters have similar naming patterns related to the number of letters in their names -THE APOCALYPSE -the aliens have weak points that play off of concepts familiar to humans(water/buckets) -crazy stuff in the plots(for invader zim, examples include room with a moose, planets fighting each other, ultra peepi, and dib being enhanced by bio-implants when zim threw rubber piggies at his past self) -there’s a 2nd alien race with only a handful of characters(vortians and cherubs) -IZ/HS have other respective works by their respective creators centering around mentally deranged serial killers

Character similarities -cutesy character that goes around doing random stuff with various objects and items (GIR/WV) -shady parental authority figure that’s a bit of a goofball, but is also badass at times (membrane/dad egbert) -mildly edgy, brooding character that emanates feelings of antagonism, power and authority (tallest red/purple /jack noir) -sullen, gloomy-ish girl (gaz/rose) -the protagonist is a nerdy kid with glasses and a ghost on his shirt (dib/john) -the main alien character is a ill-tempered alien who is an outcast from the rest of his society because of his abnormal characteristics(zim/karkat)

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but that's not what i want to discuss today. i was thinking about the similar moods of invader zim and homestuck, in that they are both gloomy and cynical, while goofy at the same time. as the kids start playing Sburb, there is a lot of gloominess.

john has to go through a cringey birthday and battle his dad, rose has to handle a thunderstorm and is into cthulhu monsters, dave basically kills off a crow by accident and has to deal with his big bro's weird puppets, and jade... well, jade's home is the least gloomy out of the main 4 kids, but i'm sure there are some weird aspects to her home. and as they progress through the game, they have to explore these alien lands full of monsters like shale imps and uranium ogres and stuff, adding to the whole gloomy-ish atmosphere.

but at the same time, the kids are constantly getting into shenanigans like with sylladexes, ETC.

of course, after a period of time, things get increasingly violent and fricked up, but you didn't hear that from me.

invader zim also has a gloominess and cynicalness to it, with it's setting(conquerer aliens, crappy school environment, dib's dad is weird, ETC.).

anyway, i was thinking about this gloominess that invader zim and homestuck share, when i thought of something. there is a HUGE difference between homestuck's cynicalness and IZ's cynicalness. can you guess what it is???

invader zim has a liveliness to it. homestuck is more dull and serious-toned.

as the main 4 kids go through their adventures, there's no upbeat attitude. it is just... GONE. they just randomly talk on pesterchum and do all of their sylladex shenanigans without any energy-infused atmosphere whatsoever.

well, you might say "maybe that's because homestuck's storytelling medium is a webcomic, and the animation style(gifs and [S] flashes) is simple. and maybe it might even be like an adult cartoon?".

but even adult shows like rick and morty have an attitude to them(idk, never watched the show)- the voice acting and sometimes the animation has energy to it.

the most energy i have ever seen from a homestuck animation is in this picture, and even then, it doesn't really carry any upbeat energy that you would find like in invader zim.

and there wasn't really any energy in this gif from IZ, but i still think there is more personality in the gif below than a troll generically flailing his noodle arms when having a bucket thrown in his face.

and this is just one gif, perhaps picked poorly. i am certain there might be more examples(even if the best ones might be from into the florpus or even episodes from later seasons).

again, i am not an expert on neither homestuck OR invader zim. but i do think there is some truth to this.

but i'm still scared of the canadian rating at the back of the DVD's, so i might not get the invader zim DVD's just yet.

[embellishedbookworm]

hey wait what do you mean it's fun when you do it?

also i don't know if you know this, but keys aren't really known for being blades. but imps? well, they start out as these creepy little guys, and then they turn get aspects of the stuff you prototype to play the game. so if you, say, prototype a dog with all the powers of a god, you get uranium imps that are really fucking hard to kill. also my sister was raised by a dog who was a god. isn't that weird?

and you don't need to tell me dying isn't fun, i did very much get the memo, especially when i was awake one of the times!!!

you know what? you're right. i should be chilling. but does the beach have wifi? or at least cell service? or do i need to bring like, interdimensional internet? because i have a few hotspots lying around.

can you tell the prince to not do that thats kinda messed up...): its cool and fun qhen i do it though

a keyblade is kinda what it says on the tin! a blade (barely) but its a big key that i whack stuff with. usually heartless but sometimes people, dream eaters, unversed, nobodies... an epic war hammer sounds sooo cool but i dont know what an imp is. well i know what an imp is like in theory but yours might be more specific yknow...

dying isnt fun at all dont do that ):

i think life is too complicated nowadays. both me and you should be chilliny at all times. no more metaphors just on the beach or what ever!!!!

[shaleimpdaily]

day 9!

[clownsoftheday]

Today’s Clowns are: the Imps from the webcomic Homestuck! 

[dingodad]

boring: did jade's powers come from being part dog or from being a god of space

interesting: did the uranium imps get their power from being part dog or can a being made of uranium just do that

[hydrate-or-diedrate]

Vriska, predestination does not suddenly make all your crimes okay!

Oh my god vriska I actually despise you. Like, I've joke-hated characters, childe genshin impact for example, but usually I am able to find something good about every character that gives them enough depth to be likable despite not being a "good" character. I really am not that picky about characters, but at the moment Vriska is just sooooo very godawful :( I really hope she gets some character growth later in the story because right now I just absolutely cannot stand her

YEAH JOHN DO THE WINDY THING

:0 he did the windy thing

Dave why must you insist on snooping

Winter? Oho?

FROGS

FROGS

FROGS

FROGS

YES YES FROGS YES

Dead Feferi? Or just a nightmare? Hmmm

Jade needs a break :(

Oh God, Bec imps

I made the bead frog while I read :) I did not realize it would end up being on theme when I started it

(Okay but like, I could totally make covert homestuck charms for myself with all the silly little guys from each of the kids' worlds and now I'm kinda obsessed with that idea)

Anyway KICK THE URANIUM IMP'S ASS, JADE

Thank you for stopping the madness, Bec

Bec I do not appreciate your flashing

Rose has reeaaaaally gone off the deep end. Like I'm sure she's right but she's being cryptic and weird as hell, too

Not Rose just casually announcing a suicide mission

Awwww Eridan got a wand 🥹

TAVROS IS SUCH A SWEET BOY WAAAAAA

He saved baby jade and and and

Ohhhh noooo he killed her grandfather

"aS A WONDERFUL BONUS AND COINCIDENCE,

iT HAPPENED THAT THERE WAS A FELIN ON YOUR PROPERTY"

Oh my god

Tavros you need to stop talking

TAVROS YOU NEED TO STOP TALKING

Vriska is actually the worst holy shit

Andrew what are you doing

Oh my goodness this John sprite is so tiny and cute

Day 9 (already?) of reading homestuck

"I never realized how terrible gushers are, actually" this is character growth

HOOOOOHOOHOOHOOHOO!

The child

Eridan you are DESPERATE

Aradia I regret to inform you that, scientifically/mathmatically speaking, bitches actually be more random than computers

Honktraband

Of course gamzee was a bard. It doesn't even matter of what, he was a bard and that's correct.

YES THE MIRACLES SONG IVE LOVED THIS SONG FOR SO LONG

Oh this is a different one? :0

Oh wait is this the ORIGINAL? Instead of the snl parody?? Oh my God I didn't realize it was actually this stupid

What's with islands? Get more land! What's with deserts? Get less sand!

Okay the snl parody is 100% better I make the rules here

Equius you are such a FREAK

Shout poles oh my god

Vriska you fuck

caw caw motherfuckers

Jade!

"There is no bad music in homestuck" I actually think the squiddles dream music might challenge this idea this is hurting me even if it's on purpose

Oh woag this is some weird ass eldritch shit now

Jade is finally awake!

Glubshrug

Poor Jade is really going through it right now :(

Future Karkat arguing with Past Karkat is my least favorite flavor of Karkat its exhausting ahkdhdis

John please be gentle with her garden

JOHN YOU SLUT

Sorry homestucks, those will always be squirtle glasses to me

No! It is not a triumphant thing that Dave's brother put Cal back together! It is awful and bad!

naknaknaknaknak my glasses are talking to me

"Answer the one who hates you" has "the part where he kills you" vibes

BEEEEEEC

Oh wait this is really bad

No wonder they lost if Bec was prototyped

BROOOOOOO

VRISKA YOU LITTLE BITCH

Oh no, Wandering vagabond! Not the caps lock!

JOHN EVERYTHING IS ON FIRE NOW IS NOT THE TIME TO BE SIMPING FOR NICK CAGE

[sylvanas-girlkisser]

For anyone wondering: yes i did spend 5-10 minutes killing the uranium imp in [S] John: Enter Village