Invention gives a boost like none other

You are the BRILLIANT HANDICRAFTER, you made a small appearance in a comic called HOMESTUCK standing next to the lovely Ms. Paint and your carapace friend with a PEACH HAT, while the three of you looked over one of the dreamer's shoulders. Your planet is long gone but you're still here, what will you do?

[randomegbert]

like a story?

Ok, your life was already insane, and had been for a really, really long time. But, could it really be turning into a story?

like, wait, you’ve read books about humans and trolls interacting? that’s an actual thing? how does that even work? i mean, humans and trolls come from different universe.

As you think about even more impossible thoughts than so many of your memories, your head starts to hurt. You can’t tell if it’s some weirdness induced headache, or something more, but this is just so insane.

wait… wait a sec… where did you find these books?

You needed to figure this all out, and bad.

[bluehandyman]

Where did i find these books... well I just literally found them to be honest. I was working on some of the broken lights outside and I turned around and there they were. It was as if someone dropped them and took off. I've been keeping them in my living space although I've been keeping the thinnest book tucked in my shirt for casual reading.

> You place your hat back on your head and reach down the collar of your shirt and pulled out a thin book, which you handed over to him.

The other ones are enormous and they're all hand written. This one has a lot of corrections and spelling errors though so I'm betting it's the first one.

[bluehandyman]

Just keep at it and I’m sure it’ll get easier, as they say Prospit wasn’t build in a day!

Oh thank you! I try to be helpful!

[carcinogenomic-blog]

I WOULD BE IMPRESSED IF PROSPIT WAS IN FACT, BUILT IN A DAY. BUT OF COURSE THAT’S A BIT IMPOSSIBLE, SO NONETHELESS IT’S INCREDIBLE HOW PROSPIT EXISTS.

[bluehandyman]

Oh yes! It is quite the city I can't even imagine how long it's taken, although I did spend a huge chunk of my life doing repairs in it!

[bluehandyman]

(Woah sorry got caught up watching cartoons)

[somekangarookid]

bluehandyman started following you

Uh, hey there. Is there anything this little ol’ critter can do for you today?

[bluehandyman]

Oh hello! Thank you for the offer but I'm quite content, I was curious and your blog looked interesting!

[bluehandyman]

> You almost gasp, you’ve never seen a dreamer cry before and it was so… startling to say the least. You quickly pat your shirt down looking for something to hand him but there’s no pockets. You grab your soft hat off your head and lean forward daring to pat at his face with your hat to try and dry it off. You put your other hand on his back and try to think back to that day you realized everything changed, how it happened. You wish you had an answer for him.

I don’t know, just one day I woke up and I heard talk that you were just gone. I wish I had an answer for you.

[randomegbert]

Your tears don’t last particularly long, though, and the comforting helps.

like, one day we were here, and the next day we weren’t?

You stand in your room, your true room, the room you had made for yourself. Well, Jade had actually helped quite a bit, but it was still more yours than anything else you had. Slow, though, your hand moves to your chin.

you know, this shouldn’t even be possible. well, not normally.

Wait, Jade could do some of it.

well, unless jade took us somewhere, but where did the earth and alternia come from?

You sigh a deep sigh.

you know, even if i can get all my friends to believe that this was our life, where do i go from there?

[bluehandyman]

> You nod and try to think about any possible way you could explain it, some little loophole that would make everything make sense, but there was nothing.

Exactly, no one knew what happened. There wasn't even a sound to wake anyone up, it was like you faded away and reappeared elsewhere...

> That was a good question, where did those planets come from. Earth was destroyed when the session started and well you assumed that the same thing happened to Alternia, not that you knew much about it anyway.

I'm not sure, there has to be an explanation for this. These things don't just appear out of no where...

> A thought crossed his mind.

This whole thing is as fishy as shark bait, you're taken from here where you have your god powers and progress on your journey and you're put on a new earth to live a normal life where nothing is the same? Sometimes, I read your blog a little and from what I picked up there was discrimination against the trolls... I've read books like that, it's almost like a story.

[bluehandyman]

sanguinesanguisuge started following you

Hello Ma'am!

[bluehandyman]

> You grin, he takes right to the room, he stares for awhile but he goes right in and starts playing. You frown for a moment at how sad the song sounds but nothing about this felt sad at all. You smile and go up to him, putting a hand on his shoulder.

I hope this return is as good as you hoped it would be, welcome back Mr. Egbert.

[randomegbert]

You have tears in your eyes, you didn’t even mean to, and you couldn’t even help it, but you were crying. You didn’t even know what you were feeling, you felt so much all at the same time. You were being overwhelmed with feelings.

but… but how did i leave?

There was just so much you didn’t understand, and you didn’t even know where to start.

[bluehandyman]

> You almost gasp, you've never seen a dreamer cry before and it was so... startling to say the least. You quickly pat your shirt down looking for something to hand him but there's no pockets. You grab your soft hat off your head and lean forward daring to pat at his face with your hat to try and dry it off. You put your other hand on his back and try to think back to that day you realized everything changed, how it happened. You wish you had an answer for him.

I don't know, just one day I woke up and I heard talk that you were just gone. I wish I had an answer for you.

[bluehandyman]

Well, maybe you can use it to try and build up some patience  When you think you’re about to lose it take a moment to walk away and just take a break!

[carcinogenomic-blog]

HUH, THAT ACTUALLY SOUNDS GOOD. I’LL PROBABLY LOSE IT BEFORE I KNOW IT AND KNOCK THE CARDS DOWN, WHICH WILL ENSUE MORE FRUSTRATION AND RAGE, BUT IT COULD BE A GOOD WAY TO TRY AND CONQUER MY RAGE FITS.

YOU’RE QUITE GOOD AT GIVING ADVICE.

[bluehandyman]

Just keep at it and I'm sure it'll get easier, as they say Prospit wasn't build in a day!

Oh thank you! I try to be helpful!

[bluehandyman]

(Ahaha a week of writer's block, let's see if I can get back on track!)

[bluehandyman]

No, actually it was never my place to go to your personal space and go through your things… I also didn’t want to mess anything up so it would be the same when you returned.

> You’re not sure if you should keep trying to make conversation with him. You can tell that you’re not even close to his focus of attention, you consider that maybe you don’t have a place following him around right now but your curiosity of what he was going to do was too strong to let you stop following him. You had to know what he was going to do and how much was coming back.

[randomegbert]

You just keep on going, and there it is. The door to the room you spent actual years in while waiting. Waiting to reach a universe you were now overdue to get to. It was actually hard to move from your spot, in front of the door.

You were barely even aware of the carapace following you now, all you could think about were the nights spent in that room, feeling oh so very alone.

But, you can’t just stand there. You have to open the door. You just have to see it.

You take a step, and trigger the weird space-aged alien door trigger.

There it is, your bed, a bunch of posters, and even the remade piano. God, that piano. You’d spent so much time with it. You don’t even think, you just walk right up to it, and start playing. It’s a sad piece, but it’s one you’d come up with, all on your own, and you’d just played it so much. And, now you can’t stop yourself.

You feel home.

[bluehandyman]

> You grin, he takes right to the room, he stares for awhile but he goes right in and starts playing. You frown for a moment at how sad the song sounds but nothing about this felt sad at all. You smile and go up to him, putting a hand on his shoulder.

I hope this return is as good as you hoped it would be, welcome back Mr. Egbert.

[bluehandyman]

Well, building a house of cards could be a game! Seeing how many house shape you could make or how big you can make them!

[carcinogenomic-blog]

THAT’S ACTUALLY A GOOD THING TO TRY. MAYBE I’LL GET TO IT WHEN I FEEL LIKE IT, OR WHEN I’M REALLY BORED. IT’LL PROBABLY TURN SOUTH REAL FAST SINCE I’M NOT TO HAVE A LOT OF PATIENCE FOR STUFF LIKE THIS, BUT I’LL JUST HAVE TO SEE.

[bluehandyman]

Well, maybe you can use it to try and build up some patience  When you think you're about to lose it take a moment to walk away and just take a break!

[bluehandyman]

Ah yes! Games are good for that! Although I’m not that good at anything outside of card games.

[carcinogenomic-blog]

CARD GAMES ARE OKAY, I GUESS. BUT THE ONLY CARD GAME THAT I COULD PLAY IS SOLITAIRE, GIVEN MY CIRCUMSTANCE. 

[bluehandyman]

Well, building a house of cards could be a game! Seeing how many house shape you could make or how big you can make them!

[bluehandyman]

That’s very true! What about your situation, is it going well?

[carcinogenomic-blog]

WELL, WATCHING VIDEOS DOES PASS THE TIME WITHOUT GETTING FULLY BORED. BUT I’M TRYING TO SEE IF I CAN INSTALL SOME GAMES  FOR MORE ENTERTAINMENT.

[bluehandyman]

Ah yes! Games are good for that! Although I'm not that good at anything outside of card games.

[bluehandyman]

Yes! We do although I guess you could call them more of titles than names.

> You’re about to ask him if he’d like to go see his room but he already takes off without you. You don’t want to get left behind so you quickly go after him.

I’ve never seen your room before! I was always a curious to what it was like where you lived.

[randomegbert]

oh, um, yeah, i did totally have a room. that’s kind of where i’m going, after all.

You were barely even there, mentally. All you could really think was that this was where you were supposed to be, the carapace you were with barely even registered.

But a part of that whole thing did.

wait, you never found my room? like, at all? well, you’re about to see it, you know.

[bluehandyman]

No, actually it was never my place to go to your personal space and go through your things... I also didn't want to mess anything up so it would be the same when you returned.

> You're not sure if you should keep trying to make conversation with him. You can tell that you're not even close to his focus of attention, you consider that maybe you don't have a place following him around right now but your curiosity of what he was going to do was too strong to let you stop following him. You had to know what he was going to do and how much was coming back.

[bluehandyman]

To be quite honest I’m not sure, it’s hard to tell the difference between progress and just things happening.

[carcinogenomic-blog]

WELL, AT THE VERY LEAST THINGS ARE HAPPENING. IT COULD LEAD TO PROGRESS, SO THAT’S BETTER THAN NOTHING.

[bluehandyman]

That's very true! What about your situation, is it going well?

[bluehandyman]

Yes I suppose so! I’m really the only one who’s really doing anything though so we’ll have to see how it goes!

[carcinogenomic-blog]

WOW, I KNOW HOW THAT FEELS. BUT FOR THE SAKE OF BEING THE ONLY ONE WHO’S DOING SOMETHING AND NOT JUST SITTING AROUND LIKE A TOTAL ASS, THINGS GO WELL.

HAVE THINGS EVEN MOVED AT ALL? OR ARE THINGS JUST GOING SO SLOW IT’S LIKE NOTHING’S EVEN HAPPENING?

[bluehandyman]

To be quite honest I'm not sure, it's hard to tell the difference between progress and just things happening.

[bluehandyman]

allknowingcueball started following you

Good day Sir!