It came from the Underdark

Sarik Doomgrave, member of the Greensun Guild.

[black--stabbeth-blog]

Society: LGBT+ people are monsters

Us: *gathering up cryptids and monsters in our arms* these are ours now

Society: wait no that's not-

Us: too late the babadook is a gay icon and I'm dating mothman

[stalematestuck-blog]

Welcome to Midnight City,

The Felt and The Midnight Crew rule the streets, each with their own ideas of what’s best for their beloved planet. They battle for control of the streets, neither ever making much head way against the other. They’ve carved the city up, running their territories like mini kingdoms, both avoiding the wrath of Derse Empire forces, waiting for the day they get their chance to overturn the other and take their city back.

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[magefind]

I’m so fucking bored

No one’s here in the pub where is everyone?!

[black--stabbeth-blog]

im at the bath house you fuck 

[black--stabbeth-blog]

Spades Slick: What are you two Barbies crying about?

Diamonds Droog: What the-?!

Pickle Inspector: Slick? We thought you were dead!

Spades Slick: Nonsense. I was merely napping.

Diamonds Droog: But how did you get out of there? I tied you up and poured concrete on the grave! Just in case you came back as a zombie.

Spades Slick: Yes, but you made one crucial mistake. You left me with my spoon.

Diamonds Droog: No!

Spades Slick: That’s right! I ate my way out. The soft earth was like a delicious butterscotch brownie to me.

[black--stabbeth-blog]

He snorts his victory as he slides from his chair, rolling is eyes as he watches droog put the stupid book away. He wasn’t looking forward to the walk back to the tavern but there was a tankard of ale with his name on it waiting for him.

[magefind]

“Let’s get goin you bastard.” He says it almost like a nickname and walks out the door.

[black--stabbeth-blog]

He snorts in response as he makes his way toward the exit. The only thing worse than the walk there would be the walk back. “Did you at least find what you wanted?”

[magefind]

“I think so.” He shrugs and grumbles. Now it’s his turn to regret the walk back, honestly if it was gonna just be a quick stop to read a single book he’d have just not come at all.

[black--stabbeth-blog]

“Good so when we get out there we’re gonna know how to bump the fuckers off right?” he grunts as he trudges along.

[guild-stuck-blog]

Welcome to GreenSun Guild

Homestuck with a high fantasy twist

Welcome to Guildstuck, a Dungeons & Dragons themed Homestuck AU! Here, all your favorite homestuck characters become adventuring heroes!

The AU is based around the Greensun Guild, an inn run by an omniscient high elf who has retired from his own days of adventuring, now serving as barkeep and guild leader. Here heroes of all shapes and sizes come and go looking for a bit of gold and a bit more adventure!

This AU runs on a Notice Board system, group sponsored events are played out like an actual game of D&D, with moderators serving as DM, but don’t fret! That’s not the only fun to be had here! Smaller quests can be played out between characters like a game with out all the hassle and time of an actual game, or in plain old RP!

This AU is open to all ages, we look forward to seeing what kind of diverse and amazing characters are out there looking to begin their adventures!

Since there will be games played, all characters will start at level one, and increase in levels as they complete adventures!

Minors are welcome, that said please be mindful of correctly tagging NSFW content! Minors will not be permitted to view NSFW rooms in the Discord Server!

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[black--stabbeth-blog]

He snorts his victory as he slides from his chair, rolling is eyes as he watches droog put the stupid book away. He wasn’t looking forward to the walk back to the tavern but there was a tankard of ale with his name on it waiting for him.

[magefind]

“Let’s get goin you bastard.” He says it almost like a nickname and walks out the door.

[black--stabbeth-blog]

He snorts in response as he makes his way toward the exit. The only thing worse than the walk there would be the walk back. “Did you at least find what you wanted?”

[joey-wheeler-official]

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[hydroxianchaos]

lawful neutral, lawful good, lawful evil

[black--stabbeth-blog]

He snorts his victory as he slides from his chair, rolling is eyes as he watches droog put the stupid book away. He wasn’t looking forward to the walk back to the tavern but there was a tankard of ale with his name on it waiting for him.

[black--stabbeth-blog]

((oh man I love when discord stops working! IM me if you need me discords being fucky))

[black--stabbeth-blog]

who let a fuckin dog in here

[somuchredtape]

A Drow and a Duergar Walk Into a Bar

[black--stabbeth-blog]

Oh how the “mighty” fall. But this lowly sack of bile is far from mighty, still he enjoyed jacks fall all the same.

“Night night ya cunt” he chuckled nudging his boot against the fallen drow’s ribs. The thought crosses his mind to rifle through his pockets a bit before he go his own way, but he decides against it. There’s nothing this grey shit stain had that he wanted. The hurdy gurdy would be a good trophy but no one gave a shit about that whiny garbage.

So he simply picks the crowbar back up shoving it gracelessly back into his bag.

“Next time play a bit softer.” he taunted.

[black--stabbeth-blog]

Sarik grumbles at the length of the walk they had just taken, already dreading the walk back, he’d kill that drow for this. “Could we have had to walk any farther you big pain in the ass?! Find the fuckin book!”

[magefind]

“Be angry at me quieter before they kick us out.” He goes to the biology section and starts searching for what he needs.

[black--stabbeth-blog]

“I’ll be angry as loud as i god damn want!” He whispers loudly, entirely contradicting the statement. He followed to the biology section and without grabbing a book plopped down at a table. “what are we even looking for?”

[magefind]

“Strengths and weaknesses, behaviors and generally information. I wanna know how these guys act and what to expect. Just does and don'ts.”

[black--stabbeth-blog]

Sarik snorts with a hefty roll of his eyes leaning over to look at what ever the fuck ancient tome of bullshit Droog had pulled out. Fucking Frogs. he walked all this way to read a book about some fucking over grown pollywogs. unbelievable.

“They’re a bunch of fucking frogs! What in the fresh fucking hell could they do to us??”

[magefind]

“You should know better than anyone not to underestimate small creatures.” He flips through the tomb looking over what the author has to say about their society, most of this is WAY too detailed for their purposes. They didn’t need to know the history of frog surnames they just needed where to stab.

[black--stabbeth-blog]

“I ain’t overestimating anything, I think we can handle a few fucking bullywug, theres no damn reason for you to have dragged my ass all the way out here for a book. Now if you’re dead set on reading that useless hunk a shit buy it and lets go” he grumbles crossing his arms defiantly 

[somuchredtape]

A Drow and a Duergar Walk Into a Bar

[somuchredtape]

Eugh, a grey dwarf, Jack thought as the small man came over and started complaining. In response, he just narrowed his eyes and yanked the crank back and forth, making an incredibly annoying sawing noise out of spite.

“Fuck you, Duegar.” When Jack said it, it was an insult. Because Jack was a drow.

And drow are dicks.

[black--stabbeth-blog]

That was all Sarik needed to throw his fist. H gave the elven fucker the best smirk he could manage through the thick mask of disgust, of course in the fury of his anger he forgot to pull the bald fucker off the stool, instead opting to swing at the drow from beneath him.

The height difference knocks him off balance and he misses but it doesn’t deter him.

[somuchredtape]

Jack leaned back slightly, dodging the swing with ease before standing and turning the crank again, stuttering the wheel and playing discordant notes as you whisper a sound only the duergar can hear. When done correctly, it would drive the little bastard to run away, but since he didn’t go anywhere, he could only assume the grey dwarf had more willpower than most.

This was going to be a longer fight than he’d hoped.

[black--stabbeth-blog]

Oh that tricky bastard thought he’d get away with that shit? Didn’t he know enough about duergar to think maybe hearing enough of that shit didn’t have the same effect after so long? 

Who fucking cared, the bastard was going down.

It didn’t take much to get the crowbar out of the pack slung across his back, and it didn’t take much more to swing it, cracking the stupid elf square across that pitiful jawline of his, satisfied with the feeling of resistance that came with a direct hit.

[somuchredtape]

Ow. There was a distinct crack as the fucking crowbar collided with his jawline. 

Well, if this fucker wanted weapons out, then weapons it was. 

In an instant he’d let go of the heavy hurdy gurdy and allowed it to swing down to his hip on its strap, at the same time pulling a dagger from a wrist-sheathe and tried to cut him. Unfortunately, getting whacked in the jaw with a crowbar was very disorienting, so you missed.

Way to represent the superior drow race.

[black--stabbeth-blog]

He laughs at the fucking pricks swing and a miss, ‘superior’ his ass! 

The knife was a cute shot but it was time for children to take their naps.

He drops the crowbar watching the drow struggle to stand, he narrows his eyes, a sick grin twisting his lips beneath his beard. He wastes no time on his next strike, swinging te b ack of his sturdy hand back to connect with the poor bastards face.

[black--stabbeth-blog]

Sarik grumbles at the length of the walk they had just taken, already dreading the walk back, he’d kill that drow for this. “Could we have had to walk any farther you big pain in the ass?! Find the fuckin book!”

[magefind]

“Be angry at me quieter before they kick us out.” He goes to the biology section and starts searching for what he needs.

[black--stabbeth-blog]

“I’ll be angry as loud as i god damn want!” He whispers loudly, entirely contradicting the statement. He followed to the biology section and without grabbing a book plopped down at a table. “what are we even looking for?”

[magefind]

“Strengths and weaknesses, behaviors and generally information. I wanna know how these guys act and what to expect. Just does and don'ts.”

[black--stabbeth-blog]

Sarik snorts with a hefty roll of his eyes leaning over to look at what ever the fuck ancient tome of bullshit Droog had pulled out. Fucking Frogs. he walked all this way to read a book about some fucking over grown pollywogs. unbelievable.

“They’re a bunch of fucking frogs! What in the fresh fucking hell could they do to us??”

[somuchredtape]

A Drow and a Duergar Walk Into a Bar

[somuchredtape]

Eugh, a grey dwarf, Jack thought as the small man came over and started complaining. In response, he just narrowed his eyes and yanked the crank back and forth, making an incredibly annoying sawing noise out of spite.

“Fuck you, Duegar.” When Jack said it, it was an insult. Because Jack was a drow.

And drow are dicks.

[black--stabbeth-blog]

That was all Sarik needed to throw his fist. H gave the elven fucker the best smirk he could manage through the thick mask of disgust, of course in the fury of his anger he forgot to pull the bald fucker off the stool, instead opting to swing at the drow from beneath him.

The height difference knocks him off balance and he misses but it doesn’t deter him.

[somuchredtape]

Jack leaned back slightly, dodging the swing with ease before standing and turning the crank again, stuttering the wheel and playing discordant notes as you whisper a sound only the duergar can hear. When done correctly, it would drive the little bastard to run away, but since he didn’t go anywhere, he could only assume the grey dwarf had more willpower than most.

This was going to be a longer fight than he’d hoped.

[black--stabbeth-blog]

Oh that tricky bastard thought he’d get away with that shit? Didn’t he know enough about duergar to think maybe hearing enough of that shit didn’t have the same effect after so long? 

Who fucking cared, the bastard was going down.

It didn’t take much to get the crowbar out of the pack slung across his back, and it didn’t take much more to swing it, cracking the stupid elf square across that pitiful jawline of his, satisfied with the feeling of resistance that came with a direct hit.

[somuchredtape]

A Drow and a Duergar Walk Into a Bar

[somuchredtape]

Eugh, a grey dwarf, Jack thought as the small man came over and started complaining. In response, he just narrowed his eyes and yanked the crank back and forth, making an incredibly annoying sawing noise out of spite.

“Fuck you, Duegar.” When Jack said it, it was an insult. Because Jack was a drow.

And drow are dicks.

[black--stabbeth-blog]

That was all Sarik needed to throw his fist. H gave the elven fucker the best smirk he could manage through the thick mask of disgust, of course in the fury of his anger he forgot to pull the bald fucker off the stool, instead opting to swing at the drow from beneath him.

The height difference knocks him off balance and he misses but it doesn’t deter him.