dyeing outside the game.

hershey von schweetz. son of queen vanellope. prince of sugar rush. 21 years old. current hair colour: black.

[ranpyon]

How are you dealing with the pressure?

[hvschweetz]

pegasus-little-wing:

“Eh, true enough.” He chuckled some more. “If you ever want to go flying, just let me know.”

“Dude, I’d love to go flying right now, if you’re up for it! Oh, I have a question! Can you fly as a human, like, do you get the wings -- or do you have to go full pegasus to fly?”

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milliicent:

@hvschweetz said:  ❝ did no one come to save me just because they missed me? ❞

milly had been planning to just walk passed hershey’s house on her way back from town, but when she heard the familiar voice as she passed the familiar car, she paused, backtracked, and moved to the car’s open window. poking her head in a bit, she tapped gently on the windshield. “hershey? … are you okay?” she asked, an evident frown upon her features.

hershey held the chocolate milk bottle to his mouth. it wasn’t even opened yet.  the empty bottle of wine sat on the seat next to him. he’d meant to drink the milk to sober himself up before he drove. the thought just woke him up again -- “milly?” he muttered, dragging his gaze up to see her. “heeeyyy, gumdrop.” hershey’s smile lasted a second before he dropped it like it was the heaviest thing in the world. “mill, can you do me a favour...can you get the keys, please. take them.” he looked at the keys lying on top of the dashboard.

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juniiperblue:

juniper nodded slowly, expression remaining as blank as ever. “ah, i see.” she hummed. “well, i know nothing about code, but if it is anything like, say … illnesses. a cold, the flu — i would say that letting it ‘run its course’ is probably the best option.” she shrugged. “me? i am fine. nothing to worry about.”

hershey sniffed and rubbed his eye, the epitome of expression as opposed to juniper’s blankness. he was used to it by now, and sort of liked being able to act out a little. “i hate being sick. sick-hershey is the worst possible hershey.” he pouted in disbelief but didn’t want to press it. “well...that’s good. at least one of us is okay,” he tried for a smile. “anything cool happen today?”

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hitchhikerwarren:

A mischievous smile had quickly curled onto Warren’s lips at the thought. “Oh trust me, lots. I’ll have you know I am the master of  causing trouble and escaping the consequences.” he boasted. 

“I’m gonna hold you to that when we suddenly get screamed at by whoever wants peace and quiet around here,” he chuckled, looking around them at the lounge. While the lounge was empty, it was right next to a series of dorms he hadn’t heard a peep out of since they arrived.

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pegasus-little-wing:

He nodded his head. “Yes, I am. My reputation precedes me I see.” He chuckled and bowed playfully. 

“Well, it’s not every day you get a pegasus for a classmate, so you kinda remember these things when you hear about them,” he grinned.

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pegasus-little-wing:

Peri’s eyes widened, and he busted out laughing. “Well, thankfully, I know how to fly, so if you need a flying buddy, I’m your guy.”

“...but, heeeeyyy, aren’t you an actual flying person, though? A pegasus?” he asked, remembering something Zane might have mentioned. “That is one heck of an advantage.”

[hvschweetz]

@pegasus-little-wing said:  ❛ You know how to fly, don’t you? ❜

“Oh, no way, man -- the only plane I flew I crashed in, like, two minutes.”

[hvschweetz]

@sarcastic-stoker​ said:  ❛ He chose… poorly. ❜

Hershey took off his snapback and put it to his heart, looking at the table across the cafeteria, where a boy had been dared to eat every single pie in the cafe. “Not all heroes wear capes.”

[hvschweetz]

I LOVE HIM SO MUCH IT SHOULD BE ILLEGAL he always makes me laugh and is always there for me when i need him and he's taught me so much and he's gonna be a great king one day, okay? oKAY

"could always make it illegal. god, i love you. and you know that just reminds me of this great song: ahem, I’M GONNA BE A MIGHTY KING -- SO ENEMIES BEWARE --”

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juniiperblue:

juniper looked from hershey, to the candy, and back to hershey, surprised he hadn’t touched a single one. “ah, i get that,” she said with a nod, bunching her lips at one side. “when did it begin? do you know that much?” she wanted to help to any extent possible.

“...since the ball. ursula,” he added, as if it needed explanation. “i called my parents. they said i should just let it...run its course.” he’d sent them a scan of himself, diagnostics and everything, all through an email. he usually didn’t like digging through his code out in the real world but that had been inevitable. “how are you feeling after the thing?”

[thefoolworks]

15 YEARS LATER: hershey von schweetz, now 36 years old ( john cho )

hershey was crowned king, aged 30, when his parents stepped down from the throne. his first edict was to change the government from an absolute monarchy to an electoral monarchy, immediately opening elections for the head of state. hershey was still elected and chosen to be king. monarchies now only last four years.

under his rule, while still predominantly virtual, sugar rush began sharing their technology and science freely with the world. ‘hopping’ between the real and virtual world was now open to anyone (following the right rules and regulations, of course). sugar rush became a recognised, if still reclusive, nation. they are neutral and peaceful. after he stepped down from the throne, hershey maintains a diplomatic position and represents sugar rush in the real world.

he married ophelia weiss after the longest engagement possible. they currently have four children. they plan to have more.

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@opheliaw

[jimiyoong]

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juniiperblue:

@hvschweetz said: “all this sadness is bad for my skin.”

juniper barely looked up from her book, turning the page as she asked, “why are you sad, hershey?” she lifted her gaze once, very quickly. “what is the matter?”

hershey stared at all the candy he’d laid out on the table. that had been a few minutes ago, and he hadn’t touched a single one. “i dunno. i’ve been in a funk for a while. i’m great sometimes but then when i’m not it’s like...wwuuuuuhhhh...” he made a sound like a depressed foghorn.

[hvschweetz]

dizzy <-->hershey

dizzy: no i haven't

dizzy: thATS SO COOL OMG

dizzy: lets buy some coke and mentos omg

dizzy: nice to meet you!

hershey: DONT SHAKE IT IF YOU'RE AROUND FRAGILE STUFF !!

hershey: soda's unpredictable as heeeeeeeck

hershey: YEESSS OMG

hershey: nice to meet you too!! do u wanna meet for real, i'll get us some coke and mentos??

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asourpatchkid:

Sour Patch shifted uncomfortably. He didn’t realize there was so much weight to such an offhand comment. He hadn’t really meant it badly. He was just stating a fact— Hershey was a prince, born from a queen, and Sour Patch was a castle worker, born from another castle worker. That was one thing in his life he didn’t need sugar coating for. “I think you’re missing the bigger point here,” Sour Patch said, then offered a bright smile, “I’m trying to not get you into any trouble. What kind of royal assistant would I be if I didn’t at least try?”

Hershey didn’t know how to respond, his expression frozen as if he’d been in the middle of saying something and just shut his mouth up. This was a topic he was always terrible at, he never knew what was right, what was offensive, what was too much... “That’s true, you always were a moral compass,” he said, managing his own smile. “Where would I be without you? Probably stuck in a sundae mountain somewhere, shivering my ass off, because I shot myself out of a cannon again.”