#cellstuck

[spiritpalms]

Cells at work x Homestuck!

I've had the idea of this for a while, but I want to make it clear that it's been a veeeryy long time since I last saw what the anime/manga was about besides visuals so a lot of my headcanons will, in fact, be incorrect lore-wise.

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badly editing qcellbit into homestuck panels until he comes home: day seven

>Cellbit: Quickly retrieve arms from chest.

You retrieve your KNIFE from the chest and stick it in your INVENTORY. You are now ARMED. You use this for MURDER, CANNIBALISM, and PSYCHOLOGICAL TORTURE, plus various other SILLY AND FUN ANTICS. There are other items in the chest.

[spiritpalms]

My slightly abandoned cellstuck au (homestuck x cells at work) + Karkat's backstory ↓

and that's how karkat ended up with the white cells. A mix-up in the deliveries.

[spiritpalms]

More Cellstuck!! (cells at work x homestuck)

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badly editing qcellbit into homestuck until he comes home: day 42

>Cellbit: Put armor on.

You put on the armor. You also toggle on the COSMETIC ARMOR in your inventory so no one can actually see the armor, which makes my job a lot easier because I don’t have to manually edit it onto your character. That means nothing to you, though. You just like being able to show off all the blood on your clothes.

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badly editing qcellbit into homestuck until he comes home: day 23

>Cellbit: Open message.

From FoolishG to Cellbit

Open Chatlog

FoolishG: CELLBIT FoolishG: CLELBIT FoolishG: CLELKBIT FoolishG: CLLEIBT FoolishG: ARE YOU STILL HERE FoolishG: CELBUT Cellbit: hi FoolishG: WHERE ARE YOU FoolishG: YOU MISSED THE BOART CELBIT Cellbit: so did you apparently FoolishG: WHERE ARE YOU FoolishG: DONDE ESTAS CELLBIT FoolishG: DONDE ESTAS Cellbit: bolas base FoolishG: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING ALL THE WAY BACK THER CELLBIT FoolishG: YOU MISSED THE SHIP Cellbit: yeah i know Cellbit: I’m not going back FoolishG: WHAT FoolishG: CELLBIT Cellbit: I don’t want to go back Cellbit: we finally escaped that island Cellbit: isn’t that a good thing? Cellbit: shouldn’t we stay here Cellbit: we’re more free here than we were there FoolishG: i mean FoolishG: I GUESS SO yeah FoolishG: but roier was waiting for you Cellbit: he’ll be okay Cellbit: he doesn’t need me FoolishG: hmmmmmmmmm FoolishG: okay if you're sure FoolishG: i mean i can’t really stop you from staying here unless i drag you kicking and screaming into the ocean FoolishG: so like FoolishG: you do you man FoolishG: have fun FoolishG: i’m going to go home though Cellbit: i thought you missed the boat too???? FoolishG: well yeah but i can swim FoolishG: super fast FoolishG: I’M LIKE FUCKING AQUAMAN FoolishG: SUPER FAST FoolishG: SHARKBOY FoolishG: NNNNYYYYYYYYYYRRRRRRREEEEERRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOMMMMMMMMM FoolishG: thats the sound of me swimming super fast Cellbit: wait that’s so cool i didn’t know you could do that Cellbit: so are you actually part shark? FoolishG: THAT is classified Cellbit: if you say “classified” again i am going to gut you and eat your lungs FoolishG: wouldn’t be the first time!!!!! FoolishG: at least i know i taste good Cellbit: yeah you’re like delicious actually Cellbit: i don’t know what the fuck you’re made of but it’s fucking good FoolishG: am i the best you’ve ever eaten?? Cellbit: close Cellbit: you’re like up there on my list of people i’ve eaten Cellbit: not at the top though FoolishG: who’s in the top spot FoolishG: IS IT BADBOYHALO FoolishG: IT BETTER FUCKING NOT BE FoolishG: I WILL MURDER HIM WITH MY BARE HANDS AND THEN KILL HIM AGAIN AND THEN KILL HIM AGAIN Cellbit: no it’s pac FoolishG: okay at least i’m not losing to bad FoolishG: that would just be pathetic FoolishG: is anyone else there with you? Cellbit: not that i can see FoolishG: you should probably check FoolishG: i don’t know who all stayed behind and who died in the explosion but i’m looking around for survivors before i go Cellbit: ok give me a minute to gear up and i’ll go look Cellbit: i’ll let you know if i find anyone

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badly editing qcellbit into homestuck panels until he comes home: day four

Your name is CELLBIT. As was previously mentioned, it is NOVEMBER 18. There are a number of random things scattered about your team base, including SWORDS, VARIOUS TOOLS, SPOILED FOOD, BLOOD, and the occasional GAS MASK. You have a variety of INTERESTS. You have a passion for ENIGMAS of a MYSTERIOUS and CHALLENGING calibre. You enjoy CANNIBALISM, and YES, that is a totally normal hobby to engage in, thank you very much. You have a penchant for DRAMATICS and are very interested in activity of the PARANORMAL. What will you do?

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badly editing qcellbit into homestuck oh my god we’re done finally: day 60

>Cellbit: Exit.

The desert is empty, save for the old bodies strewn across the sand. Wind skims the voids of the distant hills and canyons, as if grazing the hollow of a cut reed—or, say, a severed leg. It is your fourteenth day in Purgatory, and as with all thirteen preceding it, you feel restless in a way you were well accustomed to back in your prison days. This restlessness is not new, but it has grown unfamiliar over the years, stifling, like a shirt that you’ve grown out of. You’ve settled into it regardless, and it’s begun stretching to fit you once again. The crimson light of the sky welcomes you into its fold. A singular eye stares down at you where the sun once was. You feel contempt in its gaze, alongside a morbid curiosity. It makes you want to slink back indoors, but your feet remain where you have planted them firmly in the sand. You can still taste blood between your teeth. You have the feeling it’s going to be a long day.