#we know they lived on beforus

[meraki-sunset]

It’s a loop!

Guys i have a wacky theory but, BUT, we know Dirk and Rose are creating 2 different new species to compete with each other on Deltritus, Terezi will judge them and the winner gets to play sburb.

We saw many discarded creatures before the big 3-year hiatus, and when it came back we could see one particular creature, a horroterror looking creature, obviously made by rose.

So rose is most likely mixing abyssal creatures with her own DNA to make the ultimate Sburb player.

Acording to the MS Paint Adventures Wiki

“ Rose lalonde was never very involved with the show but purchased a shirt and re-purposed it to fit her tastes, which is quite fitting considering that the Squiddles are, in part, a subconscious reimagining of the Horroterrors and the other monsters in the Furthest Ring.”

NOW, Andrew Hussie once said jokingly that the session that created the A1 (the dancestors’s) universe was played by 48 Squiddles, but later deconfirming its canonicity in Book 4's commentary.

What if they are using that idea again? It’s normal to create stuff, delete it and suddenly dig it out because it can be repurposed for a new idea.

And with the last update confirming Rose’s species to be aquatic I think we’re headed in that direction.

I think Dirk and Rose will make their 2 species, and rose’s will be horroterror-like creatures. They will win the competition against Dirk’s species (idk probably something related to horse puppet ninjas) and a group of them will play the game.

Another instance of the squidles real form being abyssal creatures is the very first creature Dirk creates, maybe foreshadowing the winner of the competition?

Acording to dirk this will be a 4 player session. Which makes the staement of “a 48 squiddles session created Beforus’s universe” false, but still a posible foreshadowing to a more reduced number of the abisal conterpart of the squiddles being responsible for the creation of said universe.

So this Horroterror/squidle people play and win the game, create a universe, and this universe is where Beforus is born (Universe A1), which then gets scratched and creates Alternia (Universe A2), which creates EarthA, the beta kid's home (Universe B1), which also gets scratched and creates EarthB, the alpha kids’s apocaliptical home gobernated by the Condesce (Universe B2), which creates EarthC’s universe, where all the surviving players now live (Universe C), where the Horroterror/squidle people are created, who then win their game, create a universe, and this universe is where Beforus is born(Universe A1) etc, etc, etc.

There’s only five universes, which feed from each other in a wheel that creates and is created by one another. The Alpha timeline, just like a juju, is a perfect cycle and doesn’t have a beginning or end.

There’s no escape, it’s a loop.

[nekropsii]

Why do people call Porrim an MRA??? it's such a bad take I can't even begin to fathom the logic.

Uuuuugh. Okay, to my understanding, the logic is predicated on two concepts:

Kankri is Correct, there is no Misogyny on Beforus.

Since Beforus has a Matriarch, "complaining" about the Oppression of Women on Beforus is the exact equivalent... Men complaining about men being oppressed, despite us living in a Patriarchal society.

This is a terrible argument, because... Porrim literally explains in detail that that is not the case.

Yes, Beforus has a Matriarch... A Superficial Matriarch, where the woman in power is more of a Figurehead than anything. Law Enforcement and Politics are handled mostly by "Higher CIPs" - Ceruleans, Indigos, and Purples - which are predominantly born (hatched?) as men. ... If all of the Social Order and Politics are Enforced and Dictated by men... Then that... Is a Patriarchy.

So, we have it directly explained to us that Beforus is Superficially a Matriarchy, with a Governing Body largely composed by Highblood Men, who canonically benefit from the subjugation of women, because having women be of generally lower class than men means that... Men can cull women, potentially on the basis of being women. You know, that social system, enforced by the predominantly male-lead government that allows for what is essentially the ownership of people you deem incapable of caring for themselves as pets? The system that will take any excuse in the book? Sure, that may have been a social rule implemented by their version of HIC, Feferi fucking Peixes, but it's still being used as a weapon. Just because something was made by a woman, does not mean it cannot be used as a weapon against women in the name of misogyny. You think Alternian Culling doesn't work the same damn way?

There's a sharp cut of irony you have to feel at the fact that Porrim literally says that conversations of Misogyny on Beforus are often shot down using "The Matriarchy" as an excuse. If Misogyny wasn't a thing, why the fuck are Rufioh, Kankri, and Cronus literally, textually, purposefully Misogynists? Why the hell is Latula like that, then? I don't think this is a 1-to-1 allegory for the real world, man- Troll World Building has NEVER been a direct, clean allegory for the real world. I do not think she was ever intended to be read as an analogue to Men's Rights Activists, I think she was intended to be read as an Alien Feminist. If anything, this feels less like an MRA, and more like someone getting shut down for trying to have a conversation about how Misogyny Exists in, like, Thatcher-Era England or something. Well, there's a Female Prime Minister, isn't there? Misogyny is over, clearly.

Porrim is constantly posed as an Exposition Fairy on the same level as Aranea, just... With Politics and World Building rather than Character Analysis. Porrim is portrayed as cool, collected, and correct. Do you think Andrew Hussie - literal Andrew Hussie - would portray a fucking Men's Rights Activist with that level of grace and style? Because the answer is no! Every time a character is a Misogynist in Homestuck, they are comically terrible! Rufioh, Kankri, Cronus, fucking Caliborn! Hussie is a lot of things, and yeah, some of these things are bad, but none of these things include the label Misogynist. Hussie is well known for... Not doing that, actually, that's, like... A major appeal of the comic. The female characters in Homestuck are known for being really, really well written and really, really well handled!! If there was a Men's Rights Activist in Homestuck, we would know about it, because that character would be comedically terrible, constantly dunked on by everyone around him, totally bitchless, and posed as a relentless fucking menace who does not deserve to breathe the same air as any of the women in the story. You know, like Cronus! And Not Porrim!!

Also, can we all take a moment of silence to ponder how much of an L it is to have your entire point of discourse be based in the idea that straight up literal actual Kankri Vantas is correct? That is capital e Embarrassing.

[mushr00m-collective]

Thinking about why the dancestors failed their game and how their living on Beforus contributed to it

On Beforus the word Cull means to coddle, and with a game as ruthless as Sburb/sgrub, they likely were less prepared for such a game, due to their not having much danger in their existence

Kankri can talk as much as he wants about how Beforus wasnt better than Alternia, and I do recognize that the culling of disabled/mutated trolls on Beforus is an injustice within itself, on Beforus to cull is to coddle, on Alternia to cull is to kill

That’s part of the reason I draw the Alternian trolls significantly more scarred/muscular than the beforan trolls, because Beforus wasn’t Alternia

Which leads into my issue with Kankri — he constantly discusses injustice and tags his speech, but then goes a whole 180 and says things like this to Mituna

Wader is as much of a slur for sea dwellers as Cracker is for white people — which is to say — it isn’t, can you be offended by the terminology? Sure, I won’t stop you, but sea dwellers on both planets are atop the aristocracy and the highest castes, to call a seadweller wader is like calling a white person cracker

Kankri also plays this whole narrative of “all person with this disability have the same needs and the same abilities” — PLEASE READ A BOOK KANKRI TOUCH GRASS JFC

I’ll use myself as an example, I wear headphones in most public places and typically also bring sunglasses due to light sensitivity on occasion, does every autistic person do this? NO!!!! Do a lot? I DONT KNOW!!!

Kankri is a classic example on how life on Beforus, where culling means coddling set them up for failure in their session, especially due to the fact that he likely had visions of the signless on alternia, if anything he should be more sympathetic and understand how life on Alternia was significantly more dangerous and harmful than life on Beforus, but instead he gets to play disadvantage because he gets uncomfortable when the fact that Beforus had a tremendous amount of privilege that Alternia didn’t is brought up

Hell we even see this in the higher castes! Aranea likely didn’t have to kill for her lusus lest she be eaten herself, Meenah likely didn’t have the looming threat of dying to her ancestor on her shoulders, as well as her lusus having to be constantly fed lest she destroy everything, Cronus likely didn’t have to go through with killing other trolls lusi to prevent the same thing!

Kankri is uncomfortable at the idea of being privileged over others, everyone is, nobody likes to know that some people experience worse things due to uncontrollable factors, but instead of working on that in a constructive way and understanding why he gets so uncomfortable at it, he overexplains how “Beforus was just as bad as Alternia, yeah I know you would’ve died if you were found out Karkat, but — but I live with a caretaker!” Yeah, being forced into dependence on another person sucks, but you know what else sucks? Dying, dying sucks, living in fear sucks

That’s also why I imagine the beta trolls look.. older than they actually are, because the bodies keep the score of trauma and fear, and Alternia is just.. that, fear, but because of that constant looming threat for the beta trolls, they were able to go through with their session because compared to Alternia? A bunch of imps is nothing

Whereas the alpha trolls were inexperienced and unable to kill, they didn’t have what it took, Meenah came close but even then, she didn’t have that experience that the beta trolls did

But we see this most in Kankri and Mituna, on Alternia both would be dead, so would Rufioh, they have the privilege of showing off their mutations, and of being able to continue living (although.. they’re dead) with a cognitive impairment

[scalding-homestuck-confessions]

beforus was woefully underdone. either say that they couldnt escape the scratch and dont add them at all, or actually give us characters instead of shitty jabs at how flanderised certain characters had gotten, thereby makin borus even *more* flanderised than the very trolls they were mocking! even just a few pages of aranea explainin to jake how the session went would have been more than enough, given how literally every alpha troll except meenah spent the lifespan of the universes stuck together. dont just tell us they lived(?) through that and not do anythin with it!

I personally would've liked to see more flashback scenes. Aranea is fine as is, but if she was played straight instead of a loser windbag joke version of Vriska, we'd get more Mindfang Journals, and we know how biased those were.

[dingodad]

i think on all practical levels yes trolls are basically a clone race and it's just that instead of cloning vats they use a big bug for it. and a lot of people assume that means using a big bug for reproduction must be some shit they made up for clout and that it's Wrong but i think this misses the point lol i don't think homestuck is trying to say any one method of reproduction is more or less acceptable than another. insectoid clone races are so often made the villains in science fiction because as humans we can have these paranoias about strange and unfamiliar forms of reproduction that make those sorts of aliens easy to hate or paint as inherently evil. but you gotta challenge those kinds of biases.

#it'sokay to be a clone race because ultimately whether or not the person who raises you is actually your biological progenitor isn't really what's important. not being raised by your genetic forebears isn't what makes alternia fucked up because beforus worked in basically the same way; they just had a system of communal parenting that complemented their cloning-ish method of reproduction. what's fucked up on alternia is that trolls are separated from their ancestors by thousands of years and then told that it's actually super important that they know about their ancestors and try to emulate them in every possible way. so these highbloods spend their whole lives screwing themselves over trying to be exactly like someone who lived in ancient times that they were never even supposed to know or care about in the first place and then lowbloods go around with this sense of inferiority hanging over them because they don't have any kind of grand fascist narrative of genetic importance to uphold. but that's just my 2 cents

[shrimplymoray]

This is... Very much self-indulgent and for my own comfort right now. So, excuse anything that may be off, or a bit OOC. TW: Apathy crisis, existential crisis.

Cronus Ampora x Reader - Apathy

Cronus was never the smartest fish in the sea when dealing with people, especially when it is other's feelings. He may seem like the emotional type of guy (he has cried multiple times for human love songs), but dealing with others is way out of his league. He - and the rest of the Beforus trolls for that matter - keep wondering how he managed to actually score one. He was used to shooting his shot at others and missing by well over a mile, so his oh-so-not-smooth flirts actually hitting a soft spot for you made him lose his composure, and get fidgety. An adorable view, truly. Though in past times his bluntness and lack of emotional knowledge never affected you, it seemed as though fate had other plans. Apathy. Something all 13 of you have become used, almost acquaintances to. Sadly, being used does not mean it is easy to deal with. Some of you, like Meulin and Rufioh, have mastered the art of surrounding yourself with others to get better. Latula and Porrim tend to dive into hobbies to lessen the effects. You? Oh... Even after what seemed like thousands of years, it is a mystery what actually helps you. That is why, this time, Cronus went too far for you. It was simple, you were faking till you got better, but he ran his mouth too much. "Heyy~ hot stuff, are ya mad at somefin? Did'ya stub yer toes? Ya so dry it shorelly must'vwe been somefin goin' on." A pause, and an answer "I don't know what you're talking about Cro." "Huh? C'mon, bae~ Lemme guess... Meenah talked shit 'bout yer hair?" "Is... there something with my hair?" "wvah- NONONO! No it, uh, it looks as great as ya! Like alwvays, I just, uh, y'knowv howv she can get, haha!" You knew he was not trying to make you mad, yet... He didn't seem charming when being a dork, this time. Your pause, the look in your void white eyes that stared at his, and your look at the distance. That showed him something really was up. And also that he fucked up big time by running his mouth today. "Hey... Hey, look at me." "What?" "Y'knowv ya can trust me, right? Ya been here for me, wvhat good of a matesprit wvould I be if I didn't do the same?" ... "It's the... the thing, again. This stupid thinkpan of mine can't seem to co-work with my bloodpumper. It's like... Y'know how, like, sometimes the reality hits us? that... that we are gonna be here, forever. We will never grow old, travel the world, or... or have a life, again. We are stuck in the bubbles, and we don't have a future ahead of us anymore. Any... certainty we had once, from the moment our session ended, it will never occur, like, ever again." "Wvoah..." It took a while, the two of you staring at the abyss, on the edge of the dreambubble you two have been sitting on, a special place for you, as this is one of your bubbles. No one said anything. You couldn't feel uncomfortable, at that moment. The lack of emotions took a deep toll on you, but you instinctively looked at Cronus. When he looked at you, however, he didn't seem worried. Or afraid. He took his goofy fake 'human' cigarette put it on the corner of his mouth, and gave you his side grin. Not the smug one, the one he puts whenever he is really confident about what he is going to say. "I mean, ya not wvrong, by any means but... heh... Do ya think it is bad? I mean, hey! Wve are gonna be all here forevwer, so that means wve can at least, like, be together for eternity or wvathevwer. I used to be pretty damn bad wvith these apathy shellnanigans but... I'm not really that afraid anemonemore. I havwe the best fuckin' matesprit in the wvhole 'bubbles and, like, I'm pretty damn shore I can live the rest of a boring eternity if I havwe ya to make it interestin'!" As you two stared to the far, far void of nothing, outside the bubble, you instinctively reached a hand on top of his, which, as always, sent his face into a violet blush mess, and managed to drag a smile and chuckle out of you. "Can't complain with that, really."

[davekat-sucks]

https://www.tumblr.com/davekat-sucks/771886685189472256/iirc-meenah-in-addition-to-aranea-as-she-is-a ANON. MY BROTHER IN SUFFERER. DID YOU NOT READ THE FUCKING COMIC-? Bro, my dude, my guy, broski, the entire Beforus, for example, *is* the way it is BECAUSE OF HER IGNORANT NICENESS. Its literally the same fish Hitler, but extreme ableism edition. How can you look at the society where the disabled Latula literally has to hide her disability because otherwise she would've been coddled and cooed over by some stronger and more powerful individuals, which would absolutely destroy her mentally, and not see the extreme problem in that? Do you think that just because there's no genocide and murder it isnt a fucking horror to live in? Do you not realise how one act of her desire fucked everything over for so many others? She wasnt even on the screen and yet her rule as a, oh idk, a highest cast ever??? was still like a slap?? In the comic itself Feferi was never "too nice" 24/7. She was condesending, pushy, talked over others, hurled the same slurs that some other trolls used and enjoyed her privilege immensly, but in her "im going to be so good for everyone! eventually" way. Its literally the same way how people mischaracterize Jade as a "nice uwu girl" stop ittttttt stop stop stoooop. Yes, she's shallower than others. Yes, she's pretty boring due to minimal panel time. But her chat name is also cuttlefishCuller for a reason for fucks sake anon read with your eyes not your fucking ass. She was very giddy and naive, but she's not stupid. Girl literally talked the fucking HORRORS OF THE ELDRITCH CALIBER to blow some fucking *BUBBLES* so the dreams could help others live on. You know. Dream bubbles. The thing that later became cosmically important? Girl is a puddle on the outside and then a goddamn chasm on the inside, unintentional or not. She managed to pack all that adding up to her character even after she died and just kept serving. If *thats* a bad written and a hated character then I want more of those please

So you would agree with Hussie that she was nothing more than a JOKE character? That she would be written out to push someone else and create more filler characters instead of using existing ones? Because Latula was TOTALLY important to Openbound, of fucking course!!!1 And despite Feferi having a lot of importance with the Horrorterrors and it was her who made the Dream Bubbles happen, she doesn't play in any role towards meeting people like Dave when Dream Bubbles get introduced. It was ARADIA who took that role. Right down to Openbound since it is Aradia also guiding Meenah, not Feferi. Or can at least we agree all Peixes, Condesce, Feferi, and Meenah, just suck in general. That their privileged status made them either power-hungry crazy or ignorant to those around them and in both Pre- and Post-Scratch, still secure them to stay in that position. People can say one is better or worse than the other. In the end though, how Feferi gets pushed to the side despite her potential shows how much Andrew Hussie sucks as a writer. The final endgame of Homestuck series would to be have no fuchsiablood be reigning. No monarchies. Kind of like Wayward Vagabond's vision for no more Kings or Kingdoms. And yet look what happened by the end of Homestuck! KINGDOMS ALL AROUND!!!

[landoffreaksandfrogs]

Question for you, what are your thoughts on Aranea? I've seen people view her as a complete villain, i've seen people view her as a poor little woobie, and I've seen people deeply concerned about her adoration of Mindfang. I find her very interesting in the fact for all her manipulative behavior in homestuck, I can't really blame her for wanting to NOT fight lord english and just uncanonize him. But also she mind controlled and killed a lot of ghosts and directly or indirectly got lots killed.

i. adore aranea. not because i think shes good or even really all that nice, but because i think she has such a unique range of depth to her character that simultaneously paints her as a genius and an enormous idiot.

its clear shes very intelligent and cunning, as not only is she more powerful than vriska, but unlike vriska, who has to brute force her way through her conversations with her bravado and with her psychics, aranea can actually properly manipulate people with just her words.

shes smug and she idolizes an abuser because shes been lead to believe by paradox space itself that if she had been more like an alternian, she wouldve succeeded.

the thing with both serkets is that they HATE "losing," and losing can mean a lot of things to them and its impossible for them to let it go. aranea is obsessed with mindfang partially because vriska did, and its obvious that she really did want to connect with vriska on a genuine level, but its clear her normal sensibilities werent vriskas style.

no one takes her seriously, and by virtue of the meta-narrative, no one is SUPPOSED TO. the beforus trolls are jokes. they're flat caricatures of whatever person they might have been. homestucks afterlife is so fucked because not only does it degrade your status in the timeline, but also it degrades YOU, as a person. you have no goals, you have nothing else you can do but dick around in an infinite mish-mash of memories. its purgatory and a huge joke.

its obvious aranea seriously projected hard on the alternian ancestors to try to cope with this reality but until lord english started wrecking shop, she didnt have an outlet for this obsession. she seriously believes she IS mindfang despite the vastly different lives they lead, and the fact that she is still only a teenager.

she takes the end justifies the means to the farthest extent possible, blindly believing that one big damn heroic moment would be enough to make what she did okay. and thats a direct parallel to vriska planning to fight jack noir. she wants so badly to believe that one HUGE good thing will counteract the hundreds of small bad things that built up along the way.

shes. psychologically fascinating. the depths of her character is so immense, she is NOT a good person and on some level, she knows it. she fails horrifically because she was stupid for thinking that her plan to overwrite a doomed timeline would work. but its so fucked up and fascinating that. somehow. her actions and interference indirectly did lead to the alpha timeline. john and roxys survival from [s] game over are a permanent reminder of the mark she left upon the narrative. and we never see her again.

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My name is Kankri Vantas, if y9u haven't already read my 6i9graphy. I mean descripti9n. This is my pers9nal 6u66lr t9 speak 9n my 9wn life experience, t9 h9pefully defeat the claims that, 9n my last 6l9g, I was viewing things exclusively thr9ugh the lens 9f my 9wn experience. I attempt t9 stay entirely su6jective in any situati9n s9 h9pefully I will 6e a6le to 6r9aden many 9f y9ur views 9n th9se wh9 experience the less traditi9nal 6ef9ran experience. N9t that theres anything wr9ng with n9n traditi9nally, I myself c9nsider myself a 6asti9n 9f such, as s9me9ne wh9 identifies rather pr9udly as 69th celi6ate and p9ly-quad-curi9us.

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Kankri grew up in the cullee system on Beforus which has left him with a lot of scars from intense ableism, child abuse and poverty, and many of the things he says are him attempting to parrot his cullers for a sense of control and maturity that he doesn't feel secure in. He played the game for six years, was in the dream bubbles for a very long time before the beta kids/trolls won the game and they were transported onto earth as a reward, with memories of a casual earth life, with the betas, alphas and ancestors all living together in a family unit. Kankri has been struggling with visions of the signless since he was a kid but in the dream bubbles he was able to control them, and now that he's back on earth it's opened up the floodgates again, and this is basically meant to be a Kankri Redemption blog. He'll learn and get better slowly, but right now he is in ableism repression city. Most of the TW's he brings up are his own triggers he doesn't know how to ask for help for, and most of the claims he makes about other people are him projecting his insecurity onto them.

[beforus-against-real-justice]

....I hesitate tø even send this, but yøu are the ønly actual beføran I knøw øf and have talked tø in the past. what dø yøu use tø pøwer yøur ships? I hear the engines are nøn-living?

beforans are not hard to fiiind!!! beforus-for-real-justiiice!!! wriiiggler-namiiing-suggestiiions!!! gondiiiiii-knows-best!!! etc etc!!! anyway!!! we use!!! batteriiies!!! and the engiiine!!! what do you mean non-liiiviiing!!!

[nekropsii]

I'm sorry to bother with my ask, but you are the most trustworthy mituna/ alpha trolls writer and I need to hear your thoughts.

How do you think mituna Pre-game life has been based on his classpect? Heirs usually have a certain privilege over the aspect they inherit, they dont have to work hard like a page to get it, however they either dont know what to do with it or the aspect get to take control of the heir. Do you think Tuna got to live a more comfortable life for beforus standards? How would the doom manifest in him? John became wind, equius became irrelevant, pehaps mituna great act of heroism was doom taking control of him instead of him learning how to take control of doom.

We actually can infer quite a bit about this. He was Cassandra. The logical conclusion is to keep adapting the Cassandra myth, and to assume his Doom is being Cassandra.

Mituna was an incredibly powerful psionic and basically an oracle. In the game, he knew whenever something bad was going to happen, and tried desperately to tell people. They never listened. I wouldn’t say his story follows 1:1 with that of Cassandra’s, where his Doom Vision was granted to him by an Apollo figure… But it’s pretty damn close, and I’d have to assume part of why they never listened was because he still got Apollo’s subsequent curse - to see the future, but never be believed. Considering this is a destruction of others’s belief, and the curse came as a punishment for Cassandra telling Apollo she doesn’t want to date or have sex with him… We already know who the Alpha Trolls’s Apollo figure is. It’s Cronus, Bard of Hope. Destroyer of Beliefs, and Known Sex Criminal. Due to the severity of the abuse he inflicts upon Mituna on screen - the violent bigotry and insults, the blatant disregard for his clear, desperate, repeated exclamations of his lack of consent, the molestation - we must also assume he fulfills the role of Ajax the Lesser as well.

Following this train of thought is the idea that people would actually readily listen to Mituna’s advice on Beforus. If he told someone to cut shit out, they’d listen to him. He likely didn’t have all that much mysticism surrounding him, considering he entered his SGRUB session at 13 years of age - it likely would’ve manifested in the same way Jade’s friends listen to her because she tends to be right about everything, inexplicably. They think it’s weird he can do that, but just shrug their shoulders, puzzle about it, or think he’s cooler for it.

Although he was an able-bodied male and carries an extremely useful ability, he was still a Goldblood, so his life was not privileged. He was pretty high on the Culling block, with him actually likely being specifically sought after due to his unique ability. Perhaps he evaded this through means of reclusion.

Getting culled might, theoretically, adopt you into the potential for wealth of a Highblood, but your autonomy is still getting stripped away from you quite violently. You are a trophy. You show wealth and status. You’re a novelty toy. You’re shown off like a cool knickknack, as if you’re not a person with a life and feelings. Everything is decided for you - what you wear, where you can go, what symptoms you’re allowed to have and express, what you eat, etc. - your control of your own life harshly limited to the whims of the Highblood. You are a foster child in middle class white suburbia, and your life is hell.

So, his life before the game was theoretically not as bad as it was in and after the game. He had yet to meet his combination of Apollo and Ajax the Lesser. He had yet to sacrifice himself for people who he called friends, yet who discarded him the second he stopped being what they wanted. He had yet to get locked with these people for eternity, still never listened to. But it still sucked. He’s an Heir of Doom, and a Lowblood on Beforus. It all still sucked.

[trollocs-ooc]

please tell me how second feels about tje raveri getting culled thing. i think his reaction would be So funny but i've only seen like 10% of it.

whoops sou asked this right as i fell asleep basically sorry 4 nit responding. This isnt rlly all that funny actually but i made it anyway o

Sefond feels so so so worried abt raveri wanting to go to beforus to get culled. Hes just been asking questions this whole time. Trying to get raveri to see that his plan isnt sound. He isnt mad, hes just really really worried and thinks raveri didn't think it through at all. He also fucking hates beforus cullers as we all know so raveri just deciding to LEAVE HIS UNIVERSE to come live with 1 he met recently over the internet is sending off all of seconds alarms.he has such a bad feeling about it that its unreal

Besides just the illogical nature of this plan, and that its internet safety in the negatives, second is also worried because raveri literally didnt tell anybody. He just decided to go. He doesn't feel entitled to Raveris decision making, of course, it's just really fucking worrying when the extremely easily malleable troll decides to make a big life decisions regarding his life and another troll WITHOUT telling any of his friends, and getting extremely defensive abt it

And also doesn't understand how raveri can go to another universe with (from his perspective ) a stranger to basically go live with them forever it seems like, when raveri was so so worried about his mother finding any of his friends that raveri basically told second he cant talk to him because raveri doesn't want her to find out abt their friendship. If thqt was the case then why can raveri leave now, what changed. Second would have let Raveri live in HIS hive if he wanted. He would have seperated him and eleven by floors if he had to if it meant raveri could feel safe and comfortable in his hive. But he never got to even offer, because he trusted raveri enough to stay alive in his own situation, and that he'd come to his friends if he needed any help like that. But now hes getting beforus culled of all fucking things, before coming to any of his friends for help or advice

So tldr: second hates beforus culling, has an extremely bad feeling about this whole thing, is worried about raveri and the instability of his plan and mental state

[rainbowbarnacle]

Epilogue Part 2!

This was supposed to be a bit of an extra ending for Fixer Upper, a Beforus fic where Mituna has to deal with living on the same spaceship as Cronus and Kankri, (which is just as awful as you might imagine) buuut sadly the second epilogue kinda fizzled out on me.

I like this part, though. Mituna spends most of this fic preparing for a physical and cognitive checkup from the Two Moons Rehabilitation & Sanctuary for Adolescent Culls, and in this scene, he meets his Wellness Manager.

Whoever you imagined the culling center might send to grade you for your wellness review, it certainly wasn’t this asshole.

For one thing, everything about this baffling fucker is bony and delicate and androgynous: long limbs, flat chest, zero ass or hips to speak of. They’re tiny. They are itty fucking bitty. Even with the bleatbeast horns, you have a good few inches on them. You, typically used to being the shortest and scrawniest person in the room by far, feel positively robust in comparison. The only thing that isn’t insufferably weensy about them is their hair, which rivals yours in curly fluffiness and volume.

They stride in wearing the same white coat as the others, but rather than wear it like a normal person they have opted to sort of drape it over their shoulders like some kind of cape. Underneath the coat is a black leotard with a skeleton printed on it, with gloves to match. How is this a uniform? Is it religious? You’ve heard indigos can be alarmingly religious. This one is even wearing black and white skull face paint to complete the look, their eyes enormous in the dark pits of the sockets. 

They’re holding your helmet in both hands. 

Oh, shit. You dropped it during the confrontation with your captain and totally forgot about it in all the chaos. They hold it out to you and you snatch it close with a wordless shuddery sound, relief making you feel weak and noodly all over, your bloodpump skipping a beat or two.

They tilt their head and smile at you–or as much as they can with the fucking neon rainbow threads sewn in a zigzag pattern across their lips. It’s not pitying or condescending–it’s quite genuine, bright and excited and eager, as if you’re just as big of a mystery to them as they are to you, and they can’t wait to learn more.

“Ah, finally,” Latula says. “Mituna, this is Kurloz Makara. They’ll have some questions for you after we get the physical out of the way.”

“Uh. How.”

“How?”

“How are they going to ask me?” You tap your lips pointedly, before you can realize you’re being rude, but Kurloz only smiles broader as they dip their chin and huff a laugh through their nose.

Latula snorts and waves a hand dismissively. “You’ll see. It’s getting them to shut up that’s the hard part. C’mon, sit over here with me.”

Were it anyone else asking you to go over and sit on the examination table, you would have instantly changed your mind and noped out in a heartbeat. But she says that like she’s inviting you over to a picnic or something, without so much as a hint of a wheedling note in her voice, and you’re quickly realizing that you would walk out of an airlock if she was holding your hand.

And so you let her walk you over and help you up, pressing your knees tightly together and hugging your helmet like it’s a recupracoon toy as the other staff members descend on you like a pack of hungry barkfiends.

Thank god they let you wear your helmet. Somehow you can breathe easier with the visor between you and them while they take your temperature and blood pressure, listen to your bloodpusher, and take note of your respiration. There’s some wireless grub-shaped device strapped to the inside of your wrist to keep record of your pulse and god knows what else–you can see a bunch of numbers on a nearby screen, as well as a little line graph going up and down, but you have no idea what any of it means.

They make you take the helmet back off to check your eyes, ears, throat, and balance but they promise to let you put it back on afterward, so you allow it. Aside from the indignity of them tilting your face this way and that so you can look into a series of special light pens or allow them better access with some device you’ve never heard of to look at your ear canals, it’s not so bad. The only real awful part is when one of them has you open your mouth and presses some sort of plastic diagnostic instrument against the back of your tongue that makes you gag reflectively–but it’s over very quickly, and the caregiver actually apologizes after.

You’re able to walk more-or-less in a straight line when they ask you, tip toeing on the balls of your feet with your hands held out just so, but it goes all wobbly the moment they make you shut your eyes. It’s the same when they have you stand on one leg and close your eyes. You are also terrible at touching your nose with your eyes closed–your thinkpan just scrambles. All you know is Latula is watching and this shit is embarrassing. 

“Who the fucking FUCK DOETH SHITTY EXERCITHETH WUTH THEIR LOOKSTABS SHOT OH MY GROD–”

“It’s fine, Mr. Captor,” says the one steadying you, and if your eyes weren’t closed you’d bite off his nose. “There isn’t a right or wrong to this, we’re just seeing how–”

“DOWN PATRONIZE ME.”

“That isn’t our purpose,” he says. “You can open your eyes now.”

“Yeah,” you mutter as you hop awkwardly back onto the table. “Thorry.”

You get the helmet back. You slot your horns in, pull the visor down, and get the chin strap perfect, watching the line graph on the screen take a little dive as you start to relax. Huh. Neat.  

They make you smile, frown, and puff out your cheeks. There’s a test where you make fists and try to lift them upward while they press down, and another where they make you make ring shapes with your fingers, then pull at them to see how long you can keep your fingertips together. 

Your fingers are tingling and your wrists ache by the time it’s all over, and you have a feeling you’ve failed miserably, but no one scolds you or looks disappointed.

They let you have a break and take the weird grub-thing off your wrist. You sprawl back on the examination table while the group heads off to record their findings or whatever, and somewhere at the end of all of it, you end up with Latula holding your hand on one side of the table, and Kurloz on the other.

Kurloz is not holding your other hand so much as examining it. You can’t tell if they’re admiring your nail polish or trying to press your palm like someone playing with a mewbeast’s toes, but you decide you don’t like it, and when you take your hand back they release it without so much as a blink of protest.

“You did good, kid,” says Latula, and you forget all about Kurloz and their weird fascination with you. The way she says it, you actually believe her. “How you feelin’?”

“Shitty.”

“Well, hey, you’re almost done–just a quick urine and bloodtest and then I get to leave you here with Kurloz for a little while.”

“Waig, you’re not thtaying?” You half sit up in protest, but she pats your shoulder and you let yourself relax back against the table.

“Nah, man, they keep us pretty busy. I got other stuff on my agenda I gotta do first. But I can come back for lunch, how’s that sound?”

“When’th launch?”

“Mm, ‘bout an hour and forty minutes?”

“Fuuuuuuck.”  

“I know, right? I’ll be counting the minutes too, cutie,” she says, with Kurloz right there and everything, and your face goes thermonuclear under your helmet.

[findingtheperfectcharacter]

Fuck it, we Post Kankri edition

So just like the last ‘fuck it, we post’ Everytime I try to explain this in words I just end up needing to Fic It to get the Vibes Right so instead we’re rambling.

Tw Abelism

So to dissect the ‘Kankri Abelism Attack of 20XX we first have to kind of acknowledge the obvious? Culling as a system on Beforus sucks, but on some level for some people: it works or could work.

As a system, it removes the rights of the disabled and those of lower castes who are viewed as incapable of caring for themselves even when they are. I don’t think I can help you if you don’t get the implications of the line ‘Latula would not be allowed to skateboard if she was caught being disabled.’ At it’s most literal level, Latula, who is not shown to be harmed in any way by skating would not be allowed to do so as a hobby because of the risk that it may hurt her. Anything more intense than ‘moving moderately quickly on a board with wheels even if you have on padding’ would likely be banned as well. I’m not delving into what Kankri specifically said about the system and the places where it lines up with what Porrim says about how woman are treated because that’s a whole THING and this post needs SOME level of focus on it. Anyway.

Kankri lived like that for most of his life, there was an assumption placed on him from hatching that he was incapable of doing normal Troll shit. Something he knew was wrong- there are a lot of ways how he could know it was wrong from visions of Alternia to ‘tried to do something he was banned from and succeeded before getting caught.’ No matter what the way, he’s aware he can do things despite society insisting he’s weak, and at this point is running on the idea that if he proves he’s capable, that’ll help change things.

And here sits Latula, the ideal. She’s disabled but not in a way that would require many significant changes. She doesn’t need a handler and has shown herself capable of doing anything any other Troll can. On some level, he wants to be like her (or at least the ‘I’m so chill and cool and have no weaknesses or insecurities! Problems, what’re they lmao 😜’ mask of her.) so she gets to be a ‘good role model’.

On the other hand, you have Mituna, who he doesn’t actually know how to treat. Because Mituna DOES require extra help and since his idea of Culling never reached the step of ‘no actually, it’d be bad to be treated as a lesser even if I WASN’T capable of self sufficiency.’ So he says stupid shit instead. And it still fucking sucks, but it’s more interesting character wise than most of the other bigoted character’s mindsets? This is NOT a defense of that moment, I sincerely dislike when people do that but Idk… It’s been rolling in my mind forever. So anyway.

[kalicofox]

More of the HomestuckxDC AU experimental thing from the other day. Tim gets an info dump. Ish

Red Robin crouched in the rafters of the warehouse he’d found- the sounds of talking and laughing driving away most of the more wary denizens of the district, and drawing him to it like a moth to a flame.

“O, you getting this?” he breathed, and got back a quiet affirmative.

Down on the warehouse floor, there were thirty-one metas, all in various colors that seemed to divide them into groups that congregated, conferred, then split up again as they mingled.

The majority of the metas had grey skin and horns that graduated from red closest to the skull, through orange, to yellow at the tips. And wings. Colored, semi-translucent butterfly wings.

As he watched, another human looking meta, this one in shades of pink slipped in through one of the skylights and floated down to join the throng.

One of them, the dark haired boy in blue with a ridiculously long hood, slipped through the crowd to chat with him, though whatever he said was too quiet for Red Robin to hear through the rest of the chatter.

They spoke for a couple of minutes, then the blue kid turned and made his way through the crowd, picking up one of the grey kids in all dark red, and another in greys and beiges with fantastically long braids as he went.

Air swirled through the warehouse, cool and fresh, as the blue kid lifted into the air then settled on top of a shipping container, and a moment later, the other two landed next to him, red and fuchsia wings fluttering.

“All right!” The kid’s voice didn’t boom, but it did something funny, and almost at once the talking died away as the rest of the kids (teenagers, really, they were about his age, it seemed like,) turned to look at him. “So we’re still not back. It looks like this place is getting closer, though! They’ve got the right constellations, and the technology level is about the same, so I’d say we’re well on our way home!”

“I still don’t know why we aren’t going back to Alternia.” One of the grey teenagers groused, his purple wings, a lighter shade than some of the other purples in the group, fluttering.

“Because Alternia was a fucking pit.” The red-winged teenager on the shipping container said flatly, his voice harsh. “And before you say anything, Beforus wasn’t much fucking better. We’ve got the best chance at fucking living if we stick with the humans.”

‘Stick with the humans.’ Tim blinked. So… they didn’t consider themselves human? Was this an alien invasion, then? But they were talking about getting home… Dimensional displacement, possibly?

He whispered as much to Oracle, who made a thoughtful noise.

The fuchsia winged alien on the shipping container cleared her throat, and suddenly she was leaning on a massive, golden, double-ended trident that had apparently come from nowhere.

“We ain’t got someplace better to go, dum-bass.” She drawled. “If we head back to Alternia, chances are I’m gonna still be queen of everyfin, and we’ll all die. Beforus, and Fef’s queen and we’ll all get culled ‘for our own good.’ Nah. We’re stickin’ with the squishies.”

“Still,” The teenager in blue said excitedly, lifting into the air slightly on a soft swirl of air, “this world is pretty cool! There’s superheroes! And they fight bad guys and everything!”

Several people groan, but a couple of others perk up.

“This may be a decent place to lie low, then.” One of the human teenagers, a girl in the same beiges and greys as the fuchsia winged alien on the shipping container called. “We can gather our strength and recover for a bit before attempting to move on again.”

“We shouldn’t stay for too long.” The meta in the pink that had passed Tim on his way down to the group said, his voice carrying easily despite the slight rasp of disuse. “People around here’re trigger happy as fuck.”

That gets winces out of a few of the humans, but a low chitter rises from the aliens, a sound that makes the hair on the back of Tim’s neck stand up.

“They wanna strife?” The gleeful way that the blue-winged alien in shades of yellows and oranges said that made Tim wince but the pink wearing guy just shrugged, half turning away from her to look at two other, similarly dressed people. Both of them aliens, with similarly shaped triangular horns.

“Nep, Meu, I pointed this guy I found in your direction. He’s a little trigger happy, but his soul’s coming loose, and I figure we might as well fix it while we’re here. He’s supposed to be one of the heroes around here, so we might as well build up the good will.”

Tim nearly fell out of the rafters.

Trigger happy hero? That was Jason. It had to be. What the hell did he mean, ‘his soul’s coming loose’?!