Glad to see that there’s generally consensus that I’d be an elf.
Ranger or sorcerer is interesting, though! I can totally see myself as a sorcerer. Ranger makes sense in some ways, but I’m not really the type to blend in. I’d be the worst ranger. :P
WIP meme: Multiples of 5 and 11 and 12 for your Homestuck fics! :o
Oh hey, just saw this.
5. Search for the word “knife” in your WIP. If you find it, paste the line and explain the context.
Echidnas has no knives (yet?). Forge and Open-Heart Surgery have various swords, but alas no knives.
From Virtual Reality: You drop the baby with Cal on the futon, then get out a knife and open up the box.
Context is a very special care package has been delivered to the Strider household. But our dear readers will have to wait to see what’s in it (just like in kh lol).
10: How would you describe your WIP’s narrative style? (1st person, 3rd person, multiple POVs, single POV, alternating chapters, etc.)
Second person present for all of em because it’s HS lol. Echidnas is from alternating Rose and Kanaya povs, while the other three are from a Strider pov because I’m predictable like that. I just like writing Derse kids.
11: Which character do you have the most in common with?
Oh god. Most of the Derse kids, to some extent, but I’m gonna say most is Dirk in OHS.
12: Which character do you have the least in common with?
Probably Kanaya in Echidnas. Not that she isn’t rockin’ her own thing, but we’re not alike at allll.
15. Do you know your characters’ MBTI personalities?
I’m not a fan of MTBI to be honest, but I’ll give it a shot. Let’s give Dirk INTJ, Rose INTP, Dave ESTJ, Jade ENFP, Kanaya INFJ, Roxy ENTP, and Jake ISFP. There, those are all different in some way.
20. Post a brief excerpt
“From what I’ve read about ancient human gods,” Kanaya responds, looking you in the eye, “you’re already more responsible than them.” You don’t think that’s a very high bar to pass, but keep that particular comment to yourself.
“Yes, but at the cost of poor movie adaptations millennia in the future,” you say.
“Dude, that’s the best part,” Dave says. Kanya gives you another look like she wants to say something else, but thankfully drops it for now.
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"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" You spend a few critical seconds looking up at the ceiling in despair while she climbs off of you. "I didn't hurt you or anything, did I?" You sit up, still in the shallow pool. Jade is standing right outside it, the bottom of her dress soaking again, but otherwise composed.
"...I'm fine," you get out, after another delay. You cling to your pokerface like... well... nearly as tight as you were clinging to Jade earlier, and whoa, okay, you need to put the brakes on that train of thought before it reaches awkward boner station. "Let's solve some more puzzles." You stand up and step out of the pool.
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I know why you have come here, Yaldabaoth continues, why it is that you killed for the crowbar, and why you reject it.
"It was the one rejecting me," you insist. You hold up your hands again. They're still orange. "It needs to be fixed."
I have already told you it is not broken, Yaldabaoth says. Again, you refuse to listen. This is the most frustrating conversation you have ever had. It is folly to repair what is already complete, and it is equally foolish to think that doing so will kill what cannot die. He must be talking about Cal.
"I'm not trying to kill him," you say. "I'm just trying to make it easier for other people."
You have already killed more than one part of your enemy, little Prince. Will another person landing the final blow alter the state of your own hands? You swallow, but keep your gaze trained on Yaldabaoth. You have a Choice to make, little Prince.
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In the dream, you and Cal and Dave live in a strange sort of domestic bliss together, the swirling sun of Houston hanging above your apartment like a scorching lollipop in the sky, crows perched high on the metal radio tower, cawing out backbeats to the music of blade against blade in rooftop training sessions. Cal fills the inside of your apartment with puppets, and everybody across the world loves puppets so much they want you to share the experience with them, too.
You teach Dave how to use your turntables, how to fly around on your shoulders like a giant robot, how to stitch you up when he learns a new sword-fighting move, and how to make funny comics. You take Dave to the movies for special treats, and listen to him chatter on the drive home. When the movie's good, he talks about how Wolverine is cooler than Vegeta, and when the movie's bad, he talks about how Yuna is cooler than Arwen.
The end of the dream starts like this: Dave is playing a game, and you're forbidden from joining him. Anytime you get close to the game, things start breaking.
FACT:Gravity Falls was, in fact, originally intended to be three seasons long, with each season covering one month. Sadly, Alex Hirsch became so stressed out after season 1’s completion (to the extent that he considered quitting the show entirely) that he decided to cut it down to two seasons for the (very reasonable!) sake of his own mental health. This is why season 2 seems to be divided into halves--the plot of the second half of S2 was originally intended to be the plot of the third season.
You're sooo Capricorn that it's hard to see you as anything else, but maybe Aquarius for the sake of something different? You strike me as being a *true* individual, with an assertive and independent streak. You do things how you like, and you have a lot of other people following behind you! Also, there's the the whole intellect thing going on. ;P
Oh, come on, am I really /that/ Capricorn?
*looks at Cap sun and rising, Cap dom, Saturn dom...”
Yeah I guess I am.
Actually, some sources put my rising as Aquarius, so that might make sense! I can certainly see some affinities with Aqua here. But there’s no way in hell I’m a fixed sign, sorry. :P