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[Homestuck spoilers here] Meenah Peixes from Homestuck RP blog affiliated with Citta Alveare. Disclaimer: She uses a lot of foul language, bad grammar and is kind of violent. Also so many fishpuns.

[2xthreedent]

Like this post if you want to interact with Meenah for the event!! I haven’t made an alt for her yet so it’s just regular Hive City Meenah. She has her powers unlocked which are outlined here. Which is basically very strong strength, flight and resistance to psychic abilities. She also has her double ended solid gold trident back for now and she is so happy. She’ll be fighting for Hive City but will definitely stab anyone who gets in her way indiscriminately. 

Lemme know if you want her to interact w/ your alt or normal characters or if you like it and don’t say which I’ll hit up your inbox. If you have ideas you’d wanna thread send me an ask or hit up my twitter pls!! 

[2xthreedent]

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        Meenah was honestly having the time of her unlife, but she was still pissed that some chumps were trying to take her down and also her city. But that just meant there were more idiots to stab or crush. She forked her way through a crowd of npc enemies, getting her own fair bits of damage as fuchsia leaked from her nose and a few wounds on her limbs. 

        Running her way down the pavement she stopped, grabbing one of the people in her way and using them as a club against a few others, slamming them all violently into a wall. The troll only stopped as she heard someone nearby, launching herself toward them, trident pointed straight at them but stopped short.

        “Holy mackerel! Ampora? Watch the glub out, g! You almost got yo’ bass impaled there. Wait.” She thrusted her trident forward a little, threateningly. “You one ‘a them chumps from up there?” She motioned with her chin toward the sky. 

[2xthreedent]

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        There were many factors that led to the huge smile on Meenah’s face. The fact she had her trident back, the carnage, the delightful feeling of her 3dent sinking into flesh. That was up until she saw a certain friend in a God Tier outfit, floating around like it was nothing. Up she went, floating toward him and scowling.

        “Yo! Tuna! What the glub, bro? How you tail me you ain’t got no Cod Tier ‘jammies an’ you gon’ be floatin’ around and shit in 'em now? That is some grade A certified glubbin’ bullcarp! An’ don’t even TRY to tail me you reached Cod Tier here, ain’t no coddamn motherglubbin’ way. Where your quest cocoon at? NOW) (-ER-E! T) (AT’S W) (-ER-E!”

[2xthreedent]

Like this post if you want to interact with Meenah for the event!! I haven’t made an alt for her yet so it’s just regular Hive City Meenah. She has her powers unlocked which are outlined here. Which is basically very strong strength, flight and resistance to psychic abilities. She also has her double ended solid gold trident back for now and she is so happy. She’ll be fighting for Hive City but will definitely stab anyone who gets in her way indiscriminately. 

Lemme know if you want her to interact w/ your alt or normal characters or if you like it and don’t say which I’ll hit up your inbox. If you have ideas you’d wanna thread send me an ask or hit up my twitter pls!! 

[unabscondable]

{alt} You would casually hold out a foot to trip up whoever was running past you at the time. Making people’s lives difficult was something you did well and you were well on your way to doing that again. 

     >>lmao get wrecked

     >>oh wait shit wrong

     >>reaction there i meant

     >>whoops

     >>my bad so sorry

[2xthreedent]

        On her way to stab a particular person who took off running, Meenah’s face suddenly hit the pavement. That was what she got for actually walking on the stupid ground. Why was she even doing that? Stupid city and its dumb power limitations had already made her accustomed to walking. Coddamnit! With her boost in strength and powers unlocked, she dug her hands into the concrete, cracking it and pulling out chunks with ease as she stood up to face whatever asshat knocked her down.

        “-EY, YO! W) (AT T) (-E GLUB?!” She scowled before seeing who it was and slammed the concrete down onto the ground. “Shit, what the fuck? Thought you was cool, g? What gives? Don’t tail me I’mma have ta stab a motherglubber here ‘cause bitch, you ain’t sorry.” She picked up her golden trident, holding it at the ready.

        “An’ in that case, you gon’ be the one gettin’ ship wreckt! Damn, AND you made me lose my cod damn catch. Got one on tha ) (OOK, had that bitch on tha run. They bleed so good when they runnin’, ugh! You owe me now!”

[2xthreedent]

        “S) (-ELL Y-ES! Time to fork me some chumps! Look out half price alt losers, you glubbin’ goin’ down!” 

        She twirled her golden trident, happy to have it back for the time being, before sending it straight into a nearby npc enemy. It was good to have her stuff back in hand and she was going to make the best of it.

[amxngstars-blog]

         【★】Why is it impossible for Leon to go for a goddamn walk without something traumatic happening? Every. single. time. At least this wasn’t too bad– a steaming piece of pizza to the face. Despite being a little greasy and tomato-y now, he’s angry for another reason. “Wh– What the fuck?! Why are ya’ wastin’ perfectly good pizza?!” He’s lucky he caught it before it fell to the tainted ground. He’s gonna fucking eat this despite the fact he’s wearing most of it right now.

[2xthreedent]

        The troll laughed loudly at the display below, until she realised who it was. At which point she started laughing louder, standing up from her position and tossing down random toppings.

        “What up, playa? Why the fuck would I think aboat puttin’ that carp in my mouth when I have perfectly good targets to hit? Oh, but yo, I got like a ton ‘a these boxes up here. You want one? Here.” She tossed down a box at him. Oh, wait, that was an empty one, her bad.

        “Nah, Leon. You fucker, you gotta come get some I ain’t handin’ out free shit to guppies on the roads. If I give you some down there what’s stoppin’ all them other humans from swarmin’ my bass for free grub.”

[unabscondable]

Oh shit, we have a badass over here. You just wanted some fresh air, and maybe a better viewpoint of this city, so you chose a building at random and lo and behold, one troll at twelve o’clock. You look on in amusement as they sling triangles of pizza goodness at passerby and find yourself grinning. Oh man did they hit someone in the head because it sure looked like it. Walking up to the troll, you’d raise a hand. 

Free food was free food, after all. 

     >>nice shot

     >>can you toss me a slice

     >>let me in on the fun for a bit at least come on

[2xthreedent]

        Now this guy looked cool. Looked a hell of a lot like someone who gave some rad as fuck high fives too. She hadn’t been expecting company up there but it was a good thing it wasn’t some nerd. Didn’t want to have to chase some loser down and fork ‘em, which she was all kinds of too lazy to do right now. Instead, she picked up a piece and tossed it at him.

        “A’ight, g. You game? ‘Cause this shit’s reel fun. You reely gotta try anglin’ for the faces, you feel? Best spot, get’s them motherglubbers shella riled up.”

[2xthreedent]

        Boredom was eating away at her. Obviously the best solution was to fuck with people. That was never something boring, was it? Nah. So, here she was, sitting on the top of a shorter building with a large sum of pizza she probably stole on hand, tossing pieces of it at random people walking by.

                        “Heh. Shit hit that one reel good.”

[dangerouslytris]

PSA: i am very slow with replies & i tend to be selective with the ones i do. i may or may not have the muse for it. please don’t think i am ignoring you or dropped the thread because i probably have it saved in my drafts.  thanks for understanding. (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧              

[imsomothaglubbinfine-blog]

*bgm: nicki minaj playlists* [closed]

          Whoever said the city wasn’t big enough for two Meenahs obviously didn’t meet her. The empress wouldn’t mind tearing down the city right about now and with more and more of her troll people lurking about, it would be Alternia destruction reboot. You know, if she could make it work that is.

          What she didn’t expect, however, was meeting herself. Or rather, another version of herself. There she was, mini Meenah, standing before her (or below her?). A grin formed on her face as she squatted down a bit to see the little Empress face to face. 

          “hey there lil fish miss”          “not bad for another self rly diggin the piercins n the hair mind if u show me how 2 do that some time”          “if u can manage to deal w/ my hair that is”          “how long u been here? wanna help a sista out n explain summa dis shit i dont get the landscape all 2 much tbh”

[2xthreedent]

        Not a damn word left her mouth as she saw the much taller woman. The woman she would have become if she hadn’t died. The coolest woman to ever exist and cause so much trouble. Her entire being lit up as she clasped her hands together, smiling brightly up at her.

        “) (OLY GLUBBIN’ MACK-ER-EL! You’re reely here? Glub! Damn, you is fine as shell. As glubbin’ amazing as Aranea was sayin’. Dis baiter ‘an all her dumb bass stories, fo’ shore. Shit, lemme braid your hair. Lemme do it! I got this shit on lock. Get all ‘a that in some tight bass lil’ braids.”

        She reached out a hand to touch her hair gently. “Been here for uh...how them humans say it? A month and some more time. Maybe boat a perigee? And a half or somefin? Humans are weird, still ain’t know their weird terms. Yo, I’m down for helpin’ you though! Just uh, whatchu wanna know? I’ve been explorin’ this place, ‘cause I’mma run it some day soon! But let start with this: where’d they stick your hive?”

[gravitycrush-deactivated2015062]

2xthreedent

“Can I be a hundred percent real with you right now? I saw you earlier and your horns made me really crave popsicles because they look like popsicles. So, I thought it was only fair to see if you wanted one of these because they are really cool? And I don’t even know if they’re real or not but yeah. Here y’go!” He held out the popsicle, not even sure if she’d actually want it or not. If not, then he’d get another popsicle. So either way it was a win-win situation for him.

[2xthreedent]

        She stared at him for a good, uncomfortable amount of time as though he was the stupidest person to ever exist. She didn’t move, she didn’t speak, she just stared at him with her white eyes. After she was done, she looked down at the popsicle and took it from him.

        “Wait, d’you just say my horns was cool? Is that what came swimmin’ out yo’ mouth? ‘Cause s’chool, if you think I’m cool. ‘Cause you shella shore should. ‘Cause I’m the coolest mothergubber you gon’ meet. Also yeah, my horns are reel.” 

[spacemoat-blog]

2xthreedent

[spacemoat-blog]

Your eyes, casting about in mild curiosity [that was a lie–you wished to know everything of this place.], when you spotted something that would make your blood run cold, and your blood pusher freeze in place. Bit it was only a passing glance that reminded you of…her. 

…

…

Ah, yes, you could practically feel yourself back in the flagship now, directing power. 

No, you were free from that. You were, right? That’s why you were here, to feel yourself free from those bonds…that have held you in place all that time. You’d been there so long that you’d almost forgot how to function as a troll, your mind becoming so attuned with the vessel that it literally became a part of you mentally along with physically. 

You snapped back to what could be perceived as reality, to see that she had approached. 

You couldn’t help the chill that ran down your spine. 

     “…What is it?” 

Your voice, it sounded…tired. There was something you’ve given up, but you didn’t realize just what it was yet. 

Maybe when you found out, it would be too late. 

[2xthreedent]

        Another of their alternate future selves made it into her view. It wasn't like they could ever really be mistaken. They looked so similar to her friends just...well, older. She'd already said she'd had no intentions of ever being mean to Mituna. He had problems, and this was just a grown up Mituna, wasn't it? But from the way he spoke, it didn't seem like he had the same problems. 

        “Uh, yo, what's up? You're all grown up Tuna, right?  But you ain't got no brain problems?”

        Meeting these trolls was so awkward. And she honestly didn't care much about anyone but her own older self. Except this one was slightly different. She heard what she'd have done in the future, but she was certain she treated him right....right?

[blesedinflame]

2xthreedent

[blesedinflame]

{♚} One annoyance Selvaria had in regards to having her rifle back was the matter of being only able to fire fourteen rounds per day. That barely filled a single clip of the massive rifle and to only have those shots each day, it was rather grating on her. 

{♚}  The most unfortunate part was knowing that no other shop in these parts sold the particular kind of ammo it took as it was a custom made. Even getting close, she wouldn’t risk damaging its inner mechanisms on something foolish. With a heavy sigh as she slung the rather large rifle over her shoulder, she’d fail to realize there might have been someone walking past her, to which the rifle would soon be heading right towards them. 

[2xthreedent]

        Boy, was it an absolutely great day to not get hit by things. Unfortunately for Meenah it really wasn’t. So it came as a shock when someone flung something over their shoulder only for it to go crashing into her face. The troll jumped back, slapping a hand at the rifle as if to fight it back.

        “W) (AT T) (-E GLUB!! Damn you fuckin’ humans are rude as shell. Watch the fuck out wit’ that carp or you fixin’ to get yourshellf stabbed.” She growled lowly at the other, holding a hand to her own face. “Apologise, beach.”

[amiraclemodus-blog]

You thought that you’d get this over with, but she was speaking to you with that unmistakable…tongue of hers. Glub glub, she reminded you of a fishkind, something to be devoured. But, you let go of that thought as you deciphered her words into something you could actually understand. 

So you actually said something, huh? Well, if you were physically able to, you’d laugh right in her face, but no. 

You were a simple speaker with no means to speak except with your hands, and occasionally…your mind. That worked differently now, too, as you recall. Interesting…interesting. At first, the only way you decide to reply to her is to put op your hands in a gesture of a shrug, but that would only tell so much. 

But do you decide to grace her with your sign language again? You simply give that dead eyed stare of yours his smile now the mildest of frowns. 

You honestly don’t know how or why you were brought here, so your shrug should be enough to suffice, correct? At this rate, you almost regret initiating conversation. 

[2xthreedent]

        “Yep, there it is. Whale, damn. An’ here I thought we was gonna have an actual conversation. Whodda fuckin’ thought! Shella mind blowing if you axe me.”

        She let out a sigh and crossed her arms under her chest. Tilting her head a bit, she glanced off to somewhere else. It was always awkward with this one. Why did it have to be this way?

        “Uh...right so. Guess you ain’t know shit. Ain’t even doin’ no clown ass bullcarp? Nofin? At all? Coddamn my fronds suck.”

[misterallfiction]

Welcome to the ball pit [CLOSED]

[misterallfiction]

“『Who said what now?』”

In that moment, he finally remembered why he’d chosen to come here. And it was at that very same moment that he realized.. He was a real masochist, wasn’t he? Turning to face the source of the voice, Kumagawa found his face being pierced by a somewhat sharp object, resulting in his body slumping down onto the floor in a bloody heap.

Well, he had no one to blame but himself. What was he even looking to gain from this? It seemed like a fun idea at the time. Okay, all his ideas seemed fun before they ended up backfiring. But no matter. As always, he’d just need to improvise.

“『Hey there, mini Condy-chan! Does this mean we’re stab buddies now?』”

[2xthreedent]

        Her grin widened as the stab turned satisfying. The girl approached with a skip in her step but stopped near him. As it turned out, he was still alive, which confused her and made her frown. Pressing a foot against him, she reached a hand to reclaim her makeshift weapon with little care to his comfort or the carnage. It was all a little amusing, if she was being honest.

        “Yo...why you ain’t dead? That shoulda krilled your bass.” She rolled her eyes at his comment, which...probably wasn’t even evident. “A’ight, you wanna be ‘stab buddies’ so bad, get your fins on a reel trident and lemme have it. Then lemme stab you a few more times then we sea.”

[ofcondemnation-deactivated20160]

She is not who you think she is. The technicalities can certainly be worked out at a later date. But she obviously does not realize the circumstance of this (what you believe to be) tense situation. This girl– this future empress; terrorist. What she has done is unspeakable. You say your forgive and forgive; let others know that their actions were justified due to them choosing your demise over their own. 

What she has done, on the other hand… 

You watch her in complete silence, chewing on your lip with unease as your gaze darts away quickly. You flip your hood up once more, beginning to steer away from the high blood. 

2xthreedent

[2xthreedent]

        He wasn’t someone she could ignore, not when he so obviously looked like two of her friends. If only Kankri was here to meet his alternate future self, but thank fuck he wasn’t. She knew exactly who this was, unfortunately. Unfortunate because she had to sit through so many long, boring stories about him. The only cool one was herself, of course.

        As he steered himself away she grabbed onto the edge of his hood and tugged it backwards.

        “Yo, alt ways Kankri, where you think you swimmin’ to? Ain’t no coddamn way I’mma let meeting you, center a all the shit tails, get off ma hook. Cannot fuckin’ B-ELI-EV-E they brought you here. So, what up? How’s Hive City treatin’ you?”