Hello, this is probably going to be series of finished monologues I've done over my time in the fandom. The Number at the beginning is the order I've written them in followed by the characters that could read it, prompt/inspiration, and my three ratings.

Seriousness, feels, and a cry warning.

Hope you enjoy it.


8 - Lowblood (confident tavros? sollux? nepeta? not kk): Just lost the game, Highbloods Seriousness: 6/10 Feels: 6/10 Cry warning: med-low

Ever since I was a young grub, well… not even just me, but everyone, we've always been told to obey our place on the hemospectrum. Ha, what does the hemospectrum mean when 12 trolls of each blood caste are all that's left? I've always thought in secret that highbloods were actually better in some ways, stronger? faster? more mentally adept? Not that I can speak, I'm not exactly the weakest link. After being with them this whole time, over three weeks of nothing but yelling and begrudgingly moving along, nothing but breakups and makeups, nothing but fighting. It's only now I see that physically, I am no worse or better than anyone else. But, our mentality is still hammered into us at birth, so yes, highbloods will still be scary no matter what. Blood rage is a real thing and it can be triggered, but that does not make them any higher than me, just because they turn into savage beasts. Vriska was killed by Aradia, Feferi is waxing bright red for Sollux, Gamzee gets along so well with Tavros, and just look at Nepeta and Equius. None of us are better now, right? It's amazing, we near died with the entire troll-race, and yet here we are, as a team. I hate how we could never see this before, how it took the destruction of two entire universes to make us realize trolls of all blood castes can be happy together. Oh, except for Feferi, she'd wanted that all along, if we had lived, I'm sure she would've made the best Empress. Wow, a civilization where we could all get along and respect each other….