This was a cenario me and @pitch-spades came up with
And lowkey him telling me how many pages homestuck have and what i should read after that
seen from China
seen from China
seen from Sweden
seen from Romania
seen from Germany
seen from South Korea
seen from China
seen from United Arab Emirates
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Iraq
seen from China
seen from China

seen from United States

seen from Vietnam
seen from Pakistan

seen from Türkiye
seen from China
seen from China
seen from Japan

seen from United States
This was a cenario me and @pitch-spades came up with
And lowkey him telling me how many pages homestuck have and what i should read after that
Trolls
A brainstorming doodle i made when i was thinking about their character dynamic
Dark: *collecting offerings of sugarcane, milk, and glowstone*
Prixon: *comes out of es temple to find a pile of wood blocks* WHY?!
Sometimes, Dark and Prixon get offerings from the villagers. Unfortunately for Prixon, at times there are mixed signals. The local villagers don't speak Ender or Human. And Prixon doesn't speak Villager.
Marquis: *hovers by and sees Prixon* hello there, i'm pretty lost... is there a village nearby?
Prixon: *looks over and sees Marquis alight on the sand* Oh...ah....hello.
*looks her up and down trying to determine if she's a witch, Enderman, or something else entirely*
Yes...there is a village nearby. *gestures for her to follow up a hill* I take care of it, actually.
*comes to the top of the hill and spots another broken house* Again?! How do their houses keep breaking?
Dark: *sneaks into the village, knocking down a wall on a house*
Prixon: *walking through the village the next day* Again? *fixing the house* Why do you keep breaking your houses? How do you keep breaking your houses? I don't understand. Am I fixing them wrong? It LOOKS like your other houses. Am I using the wrong wood?
Shrike: AND AS AN ADDED BONUS HERE HAVE THIS INTERACTION FROM THE VILLAGER'S PERSPECTIVE.
Orpheus: *hiiisssss* Greetings Sun bathers.
Prixon: *looks up from gathering wheat* Hello! I didn't see you there...ah...what...are you exactly?
Clove: *he nods* As long as you're sure. And I'll always be around somewhere if you stop being fine, ok?
Bane-asks: *comes up and hugs Prixon. Again.* Sorry if I am annoying you with all the hugging. I don't like seeing you upset.
Prixon: Dragon Bless you both. I'll be fine, really.