Be Tavros.
Your name is Tavros, the game is now over, you have seen and heard so many things that you wish you never saw. The image of so many of your friends dying was burned into your head. You are stuck in the human world. It was okay once you got used to it, but it still is very strange. You wheel yourself over to what the humans call a bridge. There is water rushing underneath it. You can't deal with the pain anymore, it's just too hard. Having to go between using your robotic legs and the wheel chair, also the screaming voices of your friends dying. You lift yourself up and onto the edge of the bridge, and are about to push yourself off when a voice comes across the way.
"I wouldn't do that motherfucker, probably going to be cold, and hard to swim without motherfuckin legs." It's Gamzee, your best friend. You have loved him for so long but was never able to tell him that. "I uh... I want to end it Gamzee..." You still are a very shy and timid person, it's one reason you hate yourself. So quiet, and worthless. Gamzee has now crossed the opposite side of the bridge to sit beside you. "And why would you want to do that bro?" The question, the one you were hoping he wouldn't ask. How could you tell him? When it was something that was sworn to be never spoken of again. "I... uh... Can't say Gamzee... Sorry." Gamzee nod as if he knew what you were feeling. Maybe he does, you don't know. The two of you hardly talk since he went sober that one time. You still had nightmares of his face.
"You know Tavbro, this doesn't have to be the way it ends, after all you went through so much." He's right, it shouldn't end like this. You wish it didn't have to, but you can't stand remembering all those things."Tavbro, please..." You look over meeting his eyes. Purple tears all falling down them smearing his face paint. "Gamzee..." You shake your head and push off you start to fall but something happens. You feel a tug on your arm. When you look up Gamzee is holding onto you. He really is strong when he wants to be. "Please Tavbro... Don't." He is pulling you up, you look down to see the cold dark water swirling beneath you. After all that happens you were going to end it this way? You sigh and look back up. "I'm sorry Gamzee..." He pulls you all the way up hugging you tightly. "Don't do that to me Tavbro, I can't stand to lose you again." Again... the words burn inside you. That's right he has lost you before. Gamzee sets you back down in your wheel chair and you start to break down. "Gamzee I-I can't... I just can't..." Gamzee has wrapped his arms around you, he holds you as close to him as he can, your brownish tears dripping down as you cry. "Tavbro, please..." He is brushing your mohawk smiling. He always loved to mess with your hair. He always said it was so soft. Gamzee gets up pushing you away from the edge, and back to his new hive in the human world. It was hard getting used to things, they were so different. Like the fact that you could go out in the human world during the day and not go blind. The thoughts of suicide were still on your mind, but you didn't want Gamzee to know that. So you fake a smile. Just as you have for so many years. Gamzee takes you inside and shakes his head. "Tavbro... How could you do that to me? I could have motherfuckin lost you!" The words cut deep into you. You never wanted to hurt anyone, if anything you just wanted the pain that you had to stop. "I uh... Sorry Gamzee." Is that all you can say? Sorry, wow you truly are pathetic huh?
Be Gamzee
You are now Gamzee, and you are scared out of your motherfucking think pan. If you hadn't come sooner Tav could have killed himself! And gog knows you couldn't survive without your little Tav. It was hard enough that the two of your hardly talked any more. At least he was still alive, you can't lose him. So you decided, you are going to keep him here until he is all up and okay. "Hey Tav, don't cry." You notice that once again he is crying, you hate seeing him like that. He hates himself as much as you hate yourself. You know you are one of the reasons as to why he was going to jump. You hurt him so badly, but how could you have changed that? It wasn't your fault you went sober. The subjugglator within you made it impossible to know what you were doing. If you had been in your right mind, ha that's something to laugh at, you have never been in your right mind. You eat soporslime after all. Even though it's slowly killing you, you need it to survive. Ironic isn't it? You need something that is killing you, so you can stay this sane or maybe insane troll.
Author's note: okay so I'm going to stop here for now, this is just the first chapter, hope you like it. My first homestuck fanfic, I know I usually write Hetalia, but haven't felt up to that lately. Going to be writting a Thorki (Thor Loki) eventually. Maybe I can finally get back to writting. Yay!
~The German