Hi! I'm Gary, he/him. I'm currently working on A Modern Mystery, a pan-season modern au murder mystery fic that's controlled by the readers! If you want to read that, the tag is #amodernmystery.
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thinking about paranoid riz. obsessive compulsive riz. isolationist riz. riz who can not stop. riz who starts using drugs to be more efficient in his work. riz who can not sleep until he's in a psychotic episode and has to be brought back by sklonda who has no idea how to help him. riz who tries so desperately to be everything for everyone. riz who, though kalina is gone, feels the feeling of being watched in his bones. riz who steeps himself 'what ifs' and 'just maybes' so he never has to slow down and recognize his own misery. He can fix it. He can crack the case. He has to.
Technically it's two ideas, I'm not sure which I'm actually going to write. One is just a post-canon "Bad kids play Sburb" au, while the other is a much more homestuck-based au where each of the bad kids take the place of one of the beta kids and Fig and Kristen are a cherub pair that interact with them, possibly with other seasons showing up as trolls. To be honest, I don't have much in the way of actual plot yet, I just really like homestuck and fantasy high
Technically it's two ideas, I'm not sure which I'm actually going to write. One is just a post-canon "Bad kids play Sburb" au, while the other is a much more homestuck-based au where each of the bad kids take the place of one of the beta kids and Fig and Kristen are a cherub pair that interact with them, possibly with other seasons showing up as trolls. To be honest, I don't have much in the way of actual plot yet, I just really like homestuck and fantasy high
Other musical artforms, such as songfics or webweaves utilizing lyrics
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This server has a simple, easy to understand layout and clear common sense rules. Self-promotion is encouraged. I hope to see you there!
Check out the D20 Musical Arts community on Discord - hang out with 4 other members and enjoy free voice and text chat.
Other musical artforms, such as songfics or webweaves utilizing lyrics
If so, you should join the D20 Musical Arts Discord! This is a hub for the lesser-known forms of fancontent, specifically those related to music! Here, you can find collaborators and cheerleaders, as well as just make friends and connections.
This server has a simple, easy to understand layout and clear common sense rules. Self-promotion is encouraged. If you're interested, message me and I'll send you an invite!
Hypothetically, who would be interested in a small discord for d20 animatic/lyric drawing creators to collaborate and encourage each other? It would be open to people of all skill levels (I'm a beginner artist myself) and would help people get more feedback. It may even expand to fansong creators as well.
Would you be interested?
I AM an animatic creator and WOULD be interested
I AM an animatic creator and WOULD NOT be interested
I AM NOT an animatic creator and WOULD be interested
I AM NOT an animatic creator and WOULD NOT be interested
Summary: Riz learns of a missing persons case and decides to investigate.
Riz paced back and forth in front of his board. It was covered in mysteries, dozens and dozens of mysteries, but he didn’t have the resources to pursue them. He didn’t have a reason to pursue them. New York City was vast, sprawling, and beautiful, but it was also painfully impersonal. He didn’t know any of the victims, none of them had asked him for help, and his boss definitely hadn’t told him to look into any of them. He had work to do, but no reason to do it. He paced the corners of his mind like a dog chewing on its own leg, Ouroboros finally biting down, a madman-
He heard a door creak. Standing in the doorway was a silent figure.
“What are you doing here?” Riz asked, brandishing a thumbtack from his board.
“Can a man not simply hang out, The Ball?” Fabian asked, leaning against the doorframe with an air of affected cool.
“Sure, but you have math tutoring on Fridays after school.”
Fabian squinted. “I never told you that.”
There was a moment of silence that stretched on entirely too long.
“Okay, well if I tell you how I know you’re going to call me creepy again,” Riz said.
“It’s worse if you just leave it up to my imagination!”
Riz sighed, rubbing his prematurely gray temples. “I added myself to your google calendar three months ago and you never noticed.”
Fabian raised an eyebrow, crossing over to where Riz stood behind his desk. “That’s it? You’re losing your touch.”
“Am not!”
“Yes you are. You’re losing your creepy touch. You’re downright normal.”
“Don’t call it my creepy touch. You’re making me sound like a perv. Why aren’t you at tutoring?”
“You are a perv, and my tutor didn’t show up.”
“I’m sexually normal!” Riz lied.
Fabian cackled. Riz smiled, just a bit- it was nice to be able to make people laugh, even if they were laughing at him. He didn’t worry that his friends would leave him for every tiny screwup anymore, but it helped ease the part of him that worried that they’d just get bored.
Rix pulled out his phone and checked Fabian’s calendar. Tutoring 🙄was emblazoned on the screen. Almost absent-mindedly, he clicked on it to learn more. 4:30 to 6:30 at Revington college- wait.
“You’ve been going to a secondary location for your tutoring?” Riz asked.
“Wh- it’s not like I’m in some guy’s basement. It’s a college.” Fabian rolled his eye, looking remarkably like the emoji in the event title.
“Did you even do a background check? Who is this guy, anyway?” Riz paced behind his desk, narrowly avoiding Fabian each time he passed him.
“His name’s Gunnie, and he’s a robotics professor there. He’s also not threatening in literally any way, so calm down.” Fabian stuck out his foot as Riz passed, more to interrupt his rhythm than to actually trip him. Riz hopped over it with ease.
“He has ‘gun’ in his name,” Riz retorted, scrambling over the back of his office chair and settling in front of his ancient computer. “Speaking of which, what’s the rest of it?”
“I don’t know,” Fabian scoffed, leaning over Riz’s shoulder to watch him as he brought up the Revington website.
“You don’t know?”
“It’s this ridiculous hyphenated thing, I’ll know it when I see it.”
Riz clicked through to the campus news. “Miggles-Rashbax?”
Fabian said nothing, squinting at the headline: All of Professor Miggles-Rashbax’s Classes Cancelled Indefinitely. “Maybe he’s just sick?”
“If he were sick, he could’ve just emailed the students himself. The university wouldn’t need to put out an announcement if he were still in contact.” Riz attempted to push his chair away from the desk, but was stopped by Fabian standing behind him. He sighed and began typing again.
“Look,” Riz said, pointing at the screen. “There was a missing persons report filed two days ago by Doctor Jeffery Miggles.”
“Is that the police database?” Fabian asked.
“Yeah, they didn’t change the passwords after Mom quit. Lousy security.”
“Isn’t that illegal?”
“Dude, you’re technically part of the mafia.”
Fabian shrugged. “They’re less corrupt than the police.”
“Hey!”
Riz stared at the screen. Here it was: an actual case, one he had a reason to be looking into. No more being relegated to lost cats and cold cases. There was no way his boss could tell him not to get involved with this one.
Speaking of his boss, he should probably call and tell him what he was doing so that somebody knew where he’d gone if he, too, mysteriously disappeared. Then again, part of him wanted to prove that he could handle this without help.
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(This story is interactive. Comment what you think Riz should do next!)