Wings of a Worthless God Chapter FourJohn managed to drag Karkat back up the hill and into the small cave they turned into a makeshift shelter. He deposited his Matesprit on the small pile of blankets they had and looked over him worriedly. "Thank god," He exhaled the breath he had been holding when he saw Karkat's chest moving slowly up and down. The fire was dimming, barely crackling. John took off his jacket and shirt and threw them over Karkat. He knew it wasn't a lot, but it was better than nothing. Hurriedly he built back up the fire and left to search for rocks. There was a survival show he saw once that recommended heating rocks up and burying them in the sand to keep the body warm while sleeping.The wind was strikingly cold against his bare skin. "Leaving my jacket with Karkat probably wasn't the best idea
" John hiked through the snow; he mustered up the energy to combat the wind with his own, eventually being able to nullify the gusts around him. There was nothing to be found around the entrance of the ca
Wings of a Worthless God Chapter ThreeThe warmth leaked from his body. His shirt became damp with your tears. You're not sure how long you sat there, sobbing over his body. Time seemed to stand still; your mind briefly flickered over to wonder if Dave or Aradia had stopped it for you, so you could cry forever. You looked up, trying to see through the water that gathered at your eyes. You could see the blurry figures of your friends, and the outlines of some of the trolls. Someone stepped forward and tried to tell you something; you screamed at them and returned to crying. Your whole body is shaking and you don't even remember summoning the wind that is swirling around you. It seems to by wailing along with you, rushing past your ears as you scream. During your breakdown you realize something, through your grief you come to a conclusion.You are pissed.No, you are beyond pissed words cannot describe your anger, or your hate.You stop crying. You stop screaming. The wind ceases, and the room goes quiet. You mumbl
A Present for Chibi: Birthday CakeDays are important. Days can stand for whole things. The passing of time uses days are markers for events. There are days for holidays, days for anniversaries, days for weddings, days for births and days for deaths. The days of the year can hold so much emotion and fill the heart with joy. It can also pull down that same heart with the weight of sadness.John Egbert is generally a cheery person. He loves to smile and make others laugh. The master prankster wants everyone to be happy and for that to happen he has to be happy as well. There are a lot of days that John is happy. His life is filled with days that make him smile and laugh and cover up the horrors of the game that gave birth to the world that he now shares with the trolls. Days mark the new world and all its events. But these same days remember events that happened a long time ago in a universe that is cold and dead.There are many days of the year in which John Egbert smiles.There is only one that makes him cry.-- gardenG
Worth the Kill? Chapter ThreeKarkat woke up first, there was a soft light filtering in through the blinds. He yawned and stretched, noticing John was still holding him tight. The troll smiled and pressed his head against the boy. 'Is this what having Matesprit feels like? This sense of safety?' He was really surprised that he felt so safe around John. There was something about the human boy that made him forget his fears, and feel relaxed. Something that he'd never experienced in his life. Karkat grabbed John careful to not wake him up and held on like he was going to disappear. 'He still could, everything I have disappears.' He clutched this person who he only met hours ago like he was the dearest thing he had. John had become the trolls only link, his only chance, at a peaceful life. He shivered at the thought of losing the boy, this amazing wonderful boy who sheltered him, even though he was a complete stranger, and a troll.John felt the troll shiver, he opened his eyes, "Oh, hey Karkat, are you ok?
Given UpIt's been three long years on a ship before you finally meet up with your friends. Three long years of playing shitty MMO's and waiting anxiously on any word from your friends. Three years before you got to see them in person. There's something deep down in your heart that is scared that they won't be friends with you anymore, that they've changed. Three years is a lot of time. It's a lot of time to change as a person. You know, because you've changed a little bit. You're not as naïve as you were before; the game taught you a lot about yourself, and about how life can change so fast. It taught you to be strong, and acknowledge your weakness. You've had to cope with death, and depression. There's more to life than your prankster gambit and playing video-games. Sburb taught you a lot, it showed you a lot. There were some really horrible experiences, but also some really cool ones. You looked over at Jade and Dave and gave them both a reassuring smile."This will be really exciting.