Striguoi

what even am i doing here anymore}~{ //Indepent Dave Strider RP blog. If you want to RP or have a question just shoot us an ask and we'll get back to you ASAP. tracking the tag: thedaveanon\

[biigbiby]

My second entry for the #HIVESWAPCOMICSCONTEST !!

HIVESWAP LYRICSTUCK - SOS by Take That (stops at 2:13)

[whatpumpkin-deactivated20181222]

Congratulations to our HIVESWAP COMICS CONTEST Week 2 second runner-up!

[desaturatedwreck]

the remastered version of all trolls in one long post

2d x 3d hiveswap featuring every troll featured so far

this took me so long :) hope you guys like it.

[whatpumpkin-deactivated20181222]

Congratulations to our HIVESWAP COMICS CONTEST Week 6 first runner-up!

[mrcosmo]

i drew this awhile ago

[the-wolf-lady]

[csocscsirke]

ive been running into dragon rider aus but none of them provided the Good Stuff

[thedaveanon]

https://soundcloud.com/jubyphonic-p/candy-candy-circus-p-trance-remix-english-cover

[thedaveanon]

https://soundcloud.com/balrghalgh/i-need-a-doctor-vs-flare

[deactivated-blog]

"Say Bravat, I heard you give fortunes. I'm curious to hear mine." The blonde slid into the seat, his eyes well hidden behind his shades.

“Ah hello, young man! Yes, I can predict your future. Though from those peculiar clothes you’re wearing, I suppose my prediction is your present and Not your future.” The fortune teller’s eyes mysteriously glimmer at him, as if he can tell all of Dave’s secrets with just a glance. 

“Why would such a talented traveler as yourself come back here in Jeans and a T-Shirt? It is merely the 1890s, little star of time”

[deactivated-blog]

“But it was not completely destroyed, correct? It will come back in the future if you don’t destroy it.” Bravat’s finding it fun now to mess with the little star of time.

[thedaveanon]

“And what makes you so certain of that?” he challenged. “And whose future do you mean? Mine or yours?”

[deactivated-blog]

“Why yours, of course! My future has nothing to do with a silly puppet. Though I may be a puppet to some people I intend to use it for good. By helping all my little stars shine brighter!”

[thedaveanon]

"Yeah, I don't see the point in getting rid of something that is already gone."

[flowerboy-t]

Visit Original Link

This song is life. 

[deactivated-blog]

"Say Bravat, I heard you give fortunes. I'm curious to hear mine." The blonde slid into the seat, his eyes well hidden behind his shades.

“Ah hello, young man! Yes, I can predict your future. Though from those peculiar clothes you’re wearing, I suppose my prediction is your present and Not your future.” The fortune teller’s eyes mysteriously glimmer at him, as if he can tell all of Dave’s secrets with just a glance. 

“Why would such a talented traveler as yourself come back here in Jeans and a T-Shirt? It is merely the 1890s, little star of time”

[deactivated-blog]

“The silver in the bracelet will protect you from evil spirits. And if you decide to come back again, Please try to wear clothing that fits in here. We don’t want any prying little stars to question you.”

The bracelet is a pure silver bracelet with what seems to be a special sundial in the middle, the dial pointing to the constellation Dave is under. There are silver stars and crescent moons lining the outside of the bracelet

[thedaveanon]

He stared at it curiously, nodding absent-mindedly not really paying attention. “What kind of evil spirits does it protect me from?”

[deactivated-blog]

“All sorts. Poltergeists, demons, ….Jujus. I’m sure it will help you shine out in the long run.” Bravat’s smile turns very mysterious to him. He must mean lil Cal.

[thedaveanon]

He squinted again, returning his shades to their proper place. “…If you say so…” He stuck the bracelet into his pocket, not entirely sure if he was going to actually wear it or not.

[deactivated-blog]

The fortune teller makes a peculiar sign at Dave with his hand around his eye, like he’s making a telescope or glasses out of his hand.

“I’m sure it will bring you much happiness in the future, my little star-……” Through his strange hand gesture he can see Dave’s godtier robes instead of his normal modern clothes. He can see that Dave is godtier.

[thedaveanon]

He tilted his head at the odd expression the man was suddenly making. "Uh... You okay there?"

[deactivated-blog]

"Say Bravat, I heard you give fortunes. I'm curious to hear mine." The blonde slid into the seat, his eyes well hidden behind his shades.

“Ah hello, young man! Yes, I can predict your future. Though from those peculiar clothes you’re wearing, I suppose my prediction is your present and Not your future.” The fortune teller’s eyes mysteriously glimmer at him, as if he can tell all of Dave’s secrets with just a glance. 

“Why would such a talented traveler as yourself come back here in Jeans and a T-Shirt? It is merely the 1890s, little star of time”

[deactivated-blog]

“But it was not completely destroyed, correct? It will come back in the future if you don’t destroy it.” Bravat’s finding it fun now to mess with the little star of time.

[thedaveanon]

"And what makes you so certain of that?" he challenged. "And whose future do you mean? Mine or yours?"

[deactivated-blog]

"Say Bravat, I heard you give fortunes. I'm curious to hear mine." The blonde slid into the seat, his eyes well hidden behind his shades.

“Ah hello, young man! Yes, I can predict your future. Though from those peculiar clothes you’re wearing, I suppose my prediction is your present and Not your future.” The fortune teller’s eyes mysteriously glimmer at him, as if he can tell all of Dave’s secrets with just a glance. 

“Why would such a talented traveler as yourself come back here in Jeans and a T-Shirt? It is merely the 1890s, little star of time”

[deactivated-blog]

“You are… it Is called godtier, correct? You have made yourself divine. You and your friends spell doom on the world with your promise of divinity. You have doomed the world to make it anew, but was that ever a good idea? Your light aims to outshine the brightest greenest star, and that might hurt my little stars here too.”

His saying Dave might hurt his stars starts angering the crowd. They all start glaring at Dave for him to leave.

[thedaveanon]

“We never wanted the divinity until it meant living over leaving ourselves to die.” His voice rose in a slight anger at how he was accusing him in a way that sounded as though it had all been intentional. “We didn’t cause destruction - hell, when it started we thought we were trying to save this hunk of rock. And really, we technically did - but we couldn’t save most living here. And all this?” He gestured around the room. “For this version of the planet, when doomsday comes, it’s not like any of your stars will be around to see it. But we saved what was left and started anew. So don’t you dare think we caused any of it - it would have happened whether we interfered or not. Our interference gave us the chance to rebuild the world rather than let it permanently die.” He stood, a hint of anger in his voice. The accusatory tone the fortune teller had used had stabbed him deeply, and he knew better than to let him accuse him without having the full story. “Tell me since you love stars so much - is the permanent death of a universe and all the planets and stars within really good? Because though the stars and planets of an old universe die, they can be reused in a new universe, and new stars are born from the dust of dead stars.”

[deactivated-blog]

“Granted that you do technically salvage the good left in this world, it is a good thing. You had to do it. But tell me, if you and your friends never picked up that game, would it have all been necessary? The doom would not have happened without it. Granted someone else might not have found it later on.” The fortune teller waves the crowd down to calm them. “Hypothetically speaking, if that game were to not be played, the universe as we know it would have persisted. But then you would not have outshined the greenest star. But that greenest star is still around, you see. It’s waiting to be let out.”

[thedaveanon]

“Actually, no. Had we never played, the universe would have torn itself apart because it had matured and we were only witnessing the warning signs of it’s destruction when we picked up that game.” He shook his head, not exactly following him. “The greenest star? If you mean who I think you do, then you must be mistaken. I know he’s dead - I risked my life to kill him so he couldn’t spread any more destruction. Sure, he might be alive in the shadows in this time period, but it isn’t possible for him to still be alive in my present.”

[deactivated-blog]

“I don’t think you understand. That star is hidden in something your brother dearly loves. You are terrified of it yet pretend you like it. Do you have a fear of puppets, Mister Strider?”

[thedaveanon]

"Fuck no. And last I checked, that goddamn abomination got thrown into the void, never to be seen again."

[deactivated-blog]

"Say Bravat, I heard you give fortunes. I'm curious to hear mine." The blonde slid into the seat, his eyes well hidden behind his shades.

“Ah hello, young man! Yes, I can predict your future. Though from those peculiar clothes you’re wearing, I suppose my prediction is your present and Not your future.” The fortune teller’s eyes mysteriously glimmer at him, as if he can tell all of Dave’s secrets with just a glance. 

“Why would such a talented traveler as yourself come back here in Jeans and a T-Shirt? It is merely the 1890s, little star of time”

[deactivated-blog]

“You are… it Is called godtier, correct? You have made yourself divine. You and your friends spell doom on the world with your promise of divinity. You have doomed the world to make it anew, but was that ever a good idea? Your light aims to outshine the brightest greenest star, and that might hurt my little stars here too.”

His saying Dave might hurt his stars starts angering the crowd. They all start glaring at Dave for him to leave.

[thedaveanon]

“We never wanted the divinity until it meant living over leaving ourselves to die.” His voice rose in a slight anger at how he was accusing him in a way that sounded as though it had all been intentional. “We didn’t cause destruction - hell, when it started we thought we were trying to save this hunk of rock. And really, we technically did - but we couldn’t save most living here. And all this?” He gestured around the room. “For this version of the planet, when doomsday comes, it’s not like any of your stars will be around to see it. But we saved what was left and started anew. So don’t you dare think we caused any of it - it would have happened whether we interfered or not. Our interference gave us the chance to rebuild the world rather than let it permanently die.” He stood, a hint of anger in his voice. The accusatory tone the fortune teller had used had stabbed him deeply, and he knew better than to let him accuse him without having the full story. “Tell me since you love stars so much - is the permanent death of a universe and all the planets and stars within really good? Because though the stars and planets of an old universe die, they can be reused in a new universe, and new stars are born from the dust of dead stars.”

[deactivated-blog]

“Granted that you do technically salvage the good left in this world, it is a good thing. You had to do it. But tell me, if you and your friends never picked up that game, would it have all been necessary? The doom would not have happened without it. Granted someone else might not have found it later on.” The fortune teller waves the crowd down to calm them. “Hypothetically speaking, if that game were to not be played, the universe as we know it would have persisted. But then you would not have outshined the greenest star. But that greenest star is still around, you see. It’s waiting to be let out.”

[thedaveanon]

"Actually, no. Had we never played, the universe would have torn itself apart because it had matured and we were only witnessing the warning signs of it's destruction when we picked up that game." He shook his head, not exactly following him. "The greenest star? If you mean who I think you do, then you must be mistaken. I know he's dead - I risked my life to kill him so he couldn't spread any more destruction. Sure, he might be alive in the shadows in this time period, but it isn't possible for him to still be alive in my present."

[deactivated-blog]

"Say Bravat, I heard you give fortunes. I'm curious to hear mine." The blonde slid into the seat, his eyes well hidden behind his shades.

“Ah hello, young man! Yes, I can predict your future. Though from those peculiar clothes you’re wearing, I suppose my prediction is your present and Not your future.” The fortune teller’s eyes mysteriously glimmer at him, as if he can tell all of Dave’s secrets with just a glance. 

“Why would such a talented traveler as yourself come back here in Jeans and a T-Shirt? It is merely the 1890s, little star of time”

[deactivated-blog]

“You are… it Is called godtier, correct? You have made yourself divine. You and your friends spell doom on the world with your promise of divinity. You have doomed the world to make it anew, but was that ever a good idea? Your light aims to outshine the brightest greenest star, and that might hurt my little stars here too.”

His saying Dave might hurt his stars starts angering the crowd. They all start glaring at Dave for him to leave.

[thedaveanon]

"We never wanted the divinity until it meant living over leaving ourselves to die." His voice rose in a slight anger at how he was accusing him in a way that sounded as though it had all been intentional. "We didn't cause destruction - hell, when it started we thought we were trying to save this hunk of rock. And really, we technically did - but we couldn't save most living here. And all this?" He gestured around the room. "For this version of the planet, when doomsday comes, it's not like any of your stars will be around to see it. But we saved what was left and started anew. So don't you dare think we caused any of it - it would have happened whether we interfered or not. Our interference gave us the chance to rebuild the world rather than let it permanently die." He stood, a hint of anger in his voice. The accusatory tone the fortune teller had used had stabbed him deeply, and he knew better than to let him accuse him without having the full story. "Tell me since you love stars so much - is the permanent death of a universe and all the planets and stars within really good? Because though the stars and planets of an old universe die, they can be reused in a new universe, and new stars are born from the dust of dead stars."

[deactivated-blog]

"Say Bravat, I heard you give fortunes. I'm curious to hear mine." The blonde slid into the seat, his eyes well hidden behind his shades.

“Ah hello, young man! Yes, I can predict your future. Though from those peculiar clothes you’re wearing, I suppose my prediction is your present and Not your future.” The fortune teller’s eyes mysteriously glimmer at him, as if he can tell all of Dave’s secrets with just a glance. 

“Why would such a talented traveler as yourself come back here in Jeans and a T-Shirt? It is merely the 1890s, little star of time”

[deactivated-blog]

“The silver in the bracelet will protect you from evil spirits. And if you decide to come back again, Please try to wear clothing that fits in here. We don’t want any prying little stars to question you.”

The bracelet is a pure silver bracelet with what seems to be a special sundial in the middle, the dial pointing to the constellation Dave is under. There are silver stars and crescent moons lining the outside of the bracelet

[thedaveanon]

He stared at it curiously, nodding absent-mindedly not really paying attention. “What kind of evil spirits does it protect me from?”

[deactivated-blog]

“All sorts. Poltergeists, demons, ….Jujus. I’m sure it will help you shine out in the long run.” Bravat’s smile turns very mysterious to him. He must mean lil Cal.

[thedaveanon]

He squinted again, returning his shades to their proper place. “…If you say so…” He stuck the bracelet into his pocket, not entirely sure if he was going to actually wear it or not.

[deactivated-blog]

The fortune teller makes a peculiar sign at Dave with his hand around his eye, like he’s making a telescope or glasses out of his hand.

“I’m sure it will bring you much happiness in the future, my little star-……” Through his strange hand gesture he can see Dave’s godtier robes instead of his normal modern clothes. He can see that Dave is godtier.

[thedaveanon]

He tilted his head a little, quirking a brow. “Uh… You okay there…?” he asked uncertainly.

[deactivated-blog]

Bravat slowly lowers his hand and stares at the Strider with widened eyes. “You are…..divine? If so, why did you find it necessary to come to me? You already know your future, Gear of Time.” The crowd around them starts murmuring uncertainly about Dave.

[thedaveanon]

He shrugged, but looked at him with suspicion. "What makes you say I'm divine? Other than my obvious charm and wit," he joked, though his question was serious.

[deactivated-blog]

"Say Bravat, I heard you give fortunes. I'm curious to hear mine." The blonde slid into the seat, his eyes well hidden behind his shades.

“Ah hello, young man! Yes, I can predict your future. Though from those peculiar clothes you’re wearing, I suppose my prediction is your present and Not your future.” The fortune teller’s eyes mysteriously glimmer at him, as if he can tell all of Dave’s secrets with just a glance. 

“Why would such a talented traveler as yourself come back here in Jeans and a T-Shirt? It is merely the 1890s, little star of time”

[deactivated-blog]

“The silver in the bracelet will protect you from evil spirits. And if you decide to come back again, Please try to wear clothing that fits in here. We don’t want any prying little stars to question you.”

The bracelet is a pure silver bracelet with what seems to be a special sundial in the middle, the dial pointing to the constellation Dave is under. There are silver stars and crescent moons lining the outside of the bracelet

[thedaveanon]

He stared at it curiously, nodding absent-mindedly not really paying attention. “What kind of evil spirits does it protect me from?”

[deactivated-blog]

“All sorts. Poltergeists, demons, ….Jujus. I’m sure it will help you shine out in the long run.” Bravat’s smile turns very mysterious to him. He must mean lil Cal.

[thedaveanon]

He squinted again, returning his shades to their proper place. “…If you say so…” He stuck the bracelet into his pocket, not entirely sure if he was going to actually wear it or not.

[deactivated-blog]

The fortune teller makes a peculiar sign at Dave with his hand around his eye, like he’s making a telescope or glasses out of his hand.

“I’m sure it will bring you much happiness in the future, my little star-……” Through his strange hand gesture he can see Dave’s godtier robes instead of his normal modern clothes. He can see that Dave is godtier.

[thedaveanon]

He tilted his head a little, quirking a brow. "Uh... You okay there...?" he asked uncertainly.

[deactivated-blog]

"Say Bravat, I heard you give fortunes. I'm curious to hear mine." The blonde slid into the seat, his eyes well hidden behind his shades.

“Ah hello, young man! Yes, I can predict your future. Though from those peculiar clothes you’re wearing, I suppose my prediction is your present and Not your future.” The fortune teller’s eyes mysteriously glimmer at him, as if he can tell all of Dave’s secrets with just a glance. 

“Why would such a talented traveler as yourself come back here in Jeans and a T-Shirt? It is merely the 1890s, little star of time”

[deactivated-blog]

“The silver in the bracelet will protect you from evil spirits. And if you decide to come back again, Please try to wear clothing that fits in here. We don’t want any prying little stars to question you.”

The bracelet is a pure silver bracelet with what seems to be a special sundial in the middle, the dial pointing to the constellation Dave is under. There are silver stars and crescent moons lining the outside of the bracelet

[thedaveanon]

He stared at it curiously, nodding absent-mindedly not really paying attention. “What kind of evil spirits does it protect me from?”

[deactivated-blog]

“All sorts. Poltergeists, demons, ….Jujus. I’m sure it will help you shine out in the long run.” Bravat’s smile turns very mysterious to him. He must mean lil Cal.

[thedaveanon]

He squinted again, returning his shades to their proper place. "...If you say so..." He stuck the bracelet into his pocket, not entirely sure if he was going to actually wear it or not.