Bl:oodswap: Guess Who's Getting a Spinoff?
Chapter 1: One Name Ten Times
Beginning AN:
This is pretty much what happens when you take a joke idea way too seriously.
I was in a big sort of writer's block. Outside of A Slash of Mortality, pretty much all of my plans have been going along slowly (Fox Crew, 360 Degree Duck) or I haven't been bothered to write much of anything.
Then Nepetasprite happened and even though later on Davepetasprite happened before I finished reading that update I was thinking, "If Nepeta just gets prototyped (again if you count Fefetasprite) period then I'll do something." And that something was "start season seven of Housestuck Hurrcain Crconikals" but I didn't feel like going back into HHC overload. (I did eventually, as if you look you'll find that HHC season seven and the fic as a whole is finished.) So I got yet another Homestuck AU. This is like... the fifth idea or something I started drafting a chapter of, but probably won't go anywhere thanks to my increasing dislike for Act 6 (and no, not much so far has changed my mind. No, Nepeta's revival hasn't either, especially if Davepetasprite is just going to be written off as the anti-Lord English army being the "OTHER other only secret weapon to kill him"). But since I have more of something planned out for this, as well as my hard-set "new standards" of just thirteen chapters, maybe this will go somewhere? Plus, I've always toyed around with the "grand return" of a certain set of characters from Sweet Jade and Hella John way back, though obviously with some considerable redesign.
Normally I don't just pump out mirrors left and right, but this... might be an exception. Let's just say there's a lot of arrows here. Speaking of which, in case the title doesn't display properly because of the website's markup, there's a colon after the letter "L" and a less than arrow after the second "O." You know, kind of like a Nepeta emoticon.
- acetoneAlleycat [AA] began trolling turntechGodhead [TG] -
AA: hi
AA: sorry
- acetoneAlleycat [AA] sent turntechGodhead [TG] file "ripjohn" -
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- acetoneAlleycat [AA] began trolling tentacleTherapist [TT] -
AA: sorry
- acetoneAlleycat [AA] sent tentacleTherapist [TT] file "ripjohn" -
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- acetoneAlleycat [AA] began trolling gardenGnostic [GG] -
AA: sorry
- acetoneAlleycat [AA] sent gardenGnostic file "ripjohn" -
AA: you know just send it to your other friends at this point they shouldnt have to listen to me
AA: except roxy
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(Three Years Ago, From Their Perspective)
"Go away please!" She yelled out the hive window. "I'm not a saver! How many times do I have to tell you that?"
Three trolls outside of the hive wasn't that bad as far as it usually goes. Still, fairly annoying.
Nepeta thought that the bright indigo flowing through her veins would be enough to scare this particular crowd off - a rust blood, a bronze blood, and that same guy who keeps hiding his color - and this isn't even factoring her unusually high strength.
"PIPE OPEN YOUR AUDIO CANNALS FOR ONE SECOND!" The latter of the crowd members stomped his foot against the ground, something especially notable with how he towered over the other two. "I AM BY NO MEANS AND AFFILIATED WITH THIS CULT AND SHOULD NOT BE MISTAKEN OTHERWISE! IF YOU GIVE ME TEN SECONDS ALONE TO EXPLAIN MYSELF-"
She made a deliberately loud "HMMM..." with a hand put to her chin, looking at the floor. Making the other two crowd-members gasp, Nepeta finally stepped from the window and opened her hive's front door.
"INDIGO HAS LISTENED, THE UNITY HAS BEGUN!" They chanted. "THE DISCIPLE DESCENDANTS ARE ALL AFOOT!"
All the while, Mr. Anon-blood face-palmed. Which made it more surprising to him when a tremor shook the cliffsite around them thanks to failing to see Nepeta punching the rock by it. A massive crack sprung to existance dangerously close to the triad, which was enough to get the other two kids to back off. But not the gray-signed boy.
He lept.
Just when the entire foundation to the hive began its slid towards the canyon and dangerously close to its neighbor, this guy kept a firm footing on the piece of earth- or piece of alternia. Then he lifted his head to give a look at Nepeta. Who had just stepped back into her house, pressed a button, and sighed before his view was blocked by several metal gates slamming shut.
Outside the hive and below, the boy known as Karkat unfolded the paper yet again, this time striking out the troll dressed in indigo. It was fairly difficult for any outsider to decipher who was who - basically being gray and orange blobs in black and whatever clothing. But the important thing was that another option was down, leaving only three left. One of them was up this very cliff. Good enough.
Inside, her name was Nepeta Leijon, and she really needs to get this hive into Move Mode yet again.
Outside and above, the window to a neighboring house opened, and the head and hands of a similarly-faced troll shot out.
"Keep it down." She said.
She closed the door with a heavy sigh. It was fun having another One as her neighbor, but thanks to the annoying crowd that was simply too good to be true. A ding on the computer alerted her. Probably the last message as neighbors.
- calicosTail [CT] began trolling adorabloodthirsyGrip [AG] -
CT: :% hey
CT: :% that karkat guy is coming to your hive
CT: :% im putting my hive on move mode again
CT: :% sorry but neighpurring with another one of my own cant work out
AG: ::::8 yeah i see him clim8ing his way up
AG: ::::8 purrsistent little guy
AG: ::::8 you think i can purrsuade him away like i do with my coats?
CT: :% why would you manipulate those cute coats you have?
AG: ::::8 i meant cults sorry
CT: :% from what the others told me when he goes away he never bothers them again
CT: :% do you ever sometimes...
CT: :% feel sorry for him?
AG: ::::8 nope
CT: :% why not?
CT: :% i mean he always goes through so much to track each of us down and he accepts it when each of us defeat him so easily
CT: :% i would listen to what he wants but the thought of being alone with a stranger is
CT: :% well you know what they say about the food chain here on alternia!
AG: ::::8 yeah your 8ack is at the 8ottom while your front is at the top
CT: :% i know i cant wait until i meowve out
CT: :% i mean i know its easier to hide when you have the entire galaxy
CT: :% and i could live a quiet life toying around in a distant forest
CT: :% as a nudist too
AG: ::::8 i know what you mean i would 8e one too 8ut damn those paparazzi
AG: ::::8 i mean nakedist or whatever
AG: ::::8 im not a forest girl anymore
AG: XXXX8 im sooooooooo spoiled i know
CT: :% hey you never answered my question!
CT: :% that creepy stalker guy? why dont you feel a little pity for him?
AG: ::::8 8ecause he kind of looks like one of those hopeless geeks?
AG: ::::8 i mean why does he even need to hide his 8lood color anyway who even does that in the adult empire let alone alternia
AG: ::::8 i dont understand why when he visits you youre suddenly noticing him and painting a different picture of him!
AG: ::::8 he never seemed any... different to me!
CT: :% well okay thats your opinion i guess
AG: ::::8 okay okay ill tell you what
AG: ::::8 if/when he comes over to my hive and isnt killed in the climb
AG: ::::8 ill let him in and see what the 8ig deal is
AG: ::::8 chances are i can just purrsuade him if he really wants to kill or capture us
AG: ::::8 fur you!
CT: :% so you dont want me to swat him off the cliff with my hives legs?
AG: ::::8 nah but dont help him up either
AG: ::::8 i like to think of this right now as kind of my me-time?
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Excuse me. That other her's name was unofficially Indigo Nepeta Leijon. This here is Cobalt Nepeta Leijon.
And she was still recovering from being dragged away from the latest hunt result.
This subsided once she casually purrsuaded her own crowd to back off. A whopping one person. She was about to take a bite when her computer once again beeped. Damn. Oh well, wouldn't be the first time she ate at the desk.
- twinAwesomepaws [TA] began trolling adorabloodthirstyGip [AG] -
TA: :22 *the 2treet-2talker2 2en2es tingle2 once again*
TA: :22 *the fire2torm of rock2 ha2 drawn too near*
TA: :22 *tonight in fact*
AG: ::::8 oh no
AG: ::::8 ((wait i keep forgetting is this a serious vision you have or a roleplay))
TA: :22 dead 2eriou2
TA: :22 well 2omehow make it out alive
TA: :22 i cant figure out how though it2 weird
TA: :22 but everyone who i2nt a One will die
AG: ::::8 weird sentence when you think a8out it
TA: :22 it i2!
TA: :22 anyway ju2t um..
TA: :22 let it come to you beclaw2 it2 the de2tiny in all of u2?
AG: ::::8 good point
AG: ::::8 anyway i have a lunch to get to
AG: ::::8 8ye unless something IMPORTANT comes up
AG: ::::8 since really...
AG: ::::8 thats just the same shit as always and im kind of sick of it
- adorabloodthirstyGrip [AG]'s computer faced an error and was forced to shut down -
Shit! Again!
That's the third time this week blood spurted from the latest kill horde and messed up the keyboard!
Cobalt Nepeta shrugged. She loved being kinda-rich.
Rude. That was rude.
Her name was Gold Nepeta Leijon, continuing this story's tradition of fucking around with theme numbering and introductions, and that was... a bit of a swerve.
She sighed. Just wanted to be helpful.
Being one of the few of her caste with the nasty kind of telekinesis involving all the fucking eye lasers and shit (that's its common if unofficial name, not just something Vriska swore once in canon), she was the only known One to get prophet after prophet told to her ears. A daily reminder of the apocalypse out there.
Not common among her kind was the paint splattered around her stem. Okay, it was blood. Unlike the other Ones, she only hunted beasts with red or blue blood to help with what the acursed vision two-fold was demanding. Then purple, for a reason that will be explained later. Scripts and stories were mostly what was on the walls, and said blue-red color was used for the stuff that was serious. An in-joke between her and the other Ones was "Purple-serious." This is something none of their close friends got. Mostly due to the lack of them.
There were exactly two prophecies that weren't full of death and gloom which came to her when she slept in her uniquely-divided recuperacoon. One: All the "main" Ones won't meet up until they've hit another planet, which at least hints at escaping Alternia and going out to the stars. Two: They can finally meet other friends outside of other Ones once on that quest. So, chances are today was the day (thinking of anything otherwise made her shudder), and things might go uphill.
Gold Nepeta's next action after re-thinking everything was to review the tales plastered around. Yep, it really took some effort to those beasts up the side, and even more to mask and hide the scent. She flexed her fingers out at the sight of all the self-inserty tales of finding love.
But that was top-level classified. Strange how for such the effort, this was kept locked away, but hey. Red marked one way a tale would go, blue marked the other. Purple, again, was Purple-serious.
Hey, that was a tour of the hive. Not much when it comes to decoration but it's something. There's also the computer. She should probably let someone else know. That last conversation did give the thought of getting the real assholes out of the way first.
- twinAwesomepaws [TA] began trolling catfishCuller [CC] -
TA: :22 2o tonight i2 the night!
TA: :22 um i feel 2orry for the other troll2 maybe 2ince i think theyll all die!
TA: :22 what do you think?
CC: :I I said stop fucking bothering me YOU CHALLENGING PIECE!
TA: :22 jeez
CC: :I so dId you ever come up wIth somethIng meanIngful to say to me?
CC: :I I told you
CC: :I I told you I told you I told you I told you I told you I told you I told you I told you I told you
CC: :I eIther learn to be lIke rust or fuck off
CC: :I I should put you In my spam pIle I mean god
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Continuing the tradition, let's now see this assho-
Oh.
Oh god.
Between the floating animal corpses around the hive's under-sea room, the cracked and bent cages, a bruised and battered tentacle rushing away from the window, and... the girl herself... she had nothing but a one-piece swimsuit with a fuchsia leo sign on it, but what was eye-brow raising was that the crotch of it... needs to be covered up. Trust me on this one. Let's just use pixellation as the censorship method and call it a day.
We should probably procrastinate her introduction just a little bit, and get to someone else. Someone like... where's the dart board... ah, right.
(Perfect)
Her name was Teal Nepeta Leijon, and she was just finishing up another run through the forest.
The run had no purpose at all - saying exercise would be a huge stretch, that was just a side-benefit. The main benefit... yeah, that's the question. But it definitely wasn't for exercise.
A highly rare number of benefits to her - probably 101% tied to her lusus, probably not - were those extra heightened senses. Seemingly her trademark Ability (every One this little group of ten knew seemed to have it) was that the faintest sights and softest whispers could be detected by her. At least, according to other people. It was kind of hard judging how relatively good one's senses are without some comparison. Said comparison was usually her next destination in short time.
Said destination did not count this messaging.
- adorabloodthirstyGrip [AG] began trolling gnawingCatwoodsmonster [GC] -
AG: ::::8 hey that karkat guy just came to my hive
AG: ::::8 he says the galaxys gonna end and fuchsias lusus has something to do with it and this code he found looking around is the only way to escape the apocalyse
AG: ::::8 well that MIGHT not 8e how it completely goes 8ut he wants me to send this code to as many Ones as possi8le
GC: :6 okay
AG: ::::8 he says he wants to get our trust 8y doing a specific "test run" in some place 8ut theres no way in hell im gonna jump to the game right away
AG: ::::8 wait a minute
AG: ::::8 i told you a8out the apocalypse and how it takes a CODE to save us and your reaction is just "okay?"
GC: :6 well yeah 1ts sort of 6oring and tough 1n here
GC: :6 1 guess some6odys doomsday mach1ne f1nally worked and karkat just knew whoever 1t 1s
AG: ::::8 ...whatever
GC: :6 and 1 th1nk your "protect1on mach1nes" are st1ll fa1l1ng 1f thats the case
AG: ::::8 ...WHATEVER
AG: ::::8 he says this game needs a "client" and a "server" and the rest run will 8e the client
AG: ::::8 you think... it would help... if youre the server?
AG: ::::8 i mean you live like kilometers no MEGAmeters away i dont see how the code will hurt you
GC: :6 aw 1 th1nk a game sav1ng the world would 6e fun!
AG: ::::8 ...he says that alternia might not 8e a8le to 8e saved
AG: ::::8 were not gonna STOP the end were just gonna ESCAPE it
AG: ::::8 anyway im gonna spread the news and the file to everyone else 8ut you make sure rust gets the code and give her a computer to use or something
GC: :6 1m already on 1t!
AG: ::::8 im sending you the game file right now
AG: ::::8 karkats downloading it to some kind of cave thing that looks empty
AG: ::::8 when its loaded you should see parts of the cave
AG: ::::8 um... and just drop stuff in
AG: ::::8 he says theres someone in there that might work everything else out
AG: ::::8 well anyway youre on your own i still need to finish the last bits of this meal
AG: ::::8 see ya
- adorabloodthirstyGrip [AG] ceased trolling gnawingCatwoodsmonster [GC] -
Right! Off to see that maroon-blooded fellow! But first...
(Eons Later, into Another Universe...)
- turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering arsenicCatnip [AC] -
TG: olive nepeta get your ass over here
TG: were going back
TG: im sorry but calling your plan a mistake is a huge understatement
TG: hanksprite should have never happened
AC: :33 im already almost behind you
TG: yeah i cant find any way to bring anybody back i think its safe to say this timeline is fucked
TG: im hoping hanksprite was the divergence point because
TG: well
TG: the thought of having two of those things around makes me shudder the fuck out
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Dave groaned. He still couldn't catch on to her, but he figured out from the abrupt log-out that she was right behind him. That wasn't the groan-worthy element. What was what the sounds of cackling electricity that let him know that his sprite was the first behind him. He turned to the orange tail. And refused to look up.
Her name was Rust Nepeta Leijon, this identity of which being hard to tell thanks to the scarf wrapping around most of her head.
Teal always found the overkill on attire a bit... unsettling, saying that was going a little far but that's the closest word she could think of. This section of the forest that she usually hangs out in is only slightly colder and higher than the regular woods. In fact, it was only in the Season of Extreme Solar Angularity that she lost that thick dark red jacket and switched out her heavy pants for something that looked comfortable. And it was not that season. Close enough to start feeling second-hand heat from her snow-like outfit.
Rust was currently lying on the ground staring into the stars. Teal assumed. This was still far from a clearing, but it wasn't like there was any wildlife larger than insignificant bugs laying around. Even Teal couldn't see anything of note, and the ants and beetles and some lusii races just looked like dots. She presumed they looked invisible to Rust. Maybe she was just looking to the woods for inspiration to her little comic book project - despite her not having a real hive to claim for herself, Rust was able to keep that sheer amount of sketches and pages in her sylladex.
"Hi." Said Teal, "Remember that Karkat guy?"
"Mmhmm hmm mmph mmp." She muffled, not moving from her position.
"Well... he finally found a One that wanted to talk to him back, Cobalt, and he says that you need a computer to play something about stopping the apocalypse? I'll her your handle and I'll send you the file."
She finally stood up. And unraveled the cloth around her mouth.
"私はこれがオンラインで再び私を取得するためのトリックではありません願っています。"
"I don't know. When was the last time Cobalt said something that wasn't honest?"
Rust tapped her chin.
"Right. Now, if you can afford it..."
She dashed off.
But anyway, this is Rust's introduction, so we'll keep the focus on her and leave Teal behind. Rust here is a long-standing practicer of fire and ice magic, a wannabe super-speed assassin. And... uh... with a lack of a distinctive hive giving a more formal introduction wasn't possible... not like this has been going on, from the lack of the second person narration to the loss of any usual mannerisms... Hm...
She's currently on her way to the computer store. There's not much else to go from here, so it's time to whip out the dart board again.
Her name was Violet Nepeta Leijon, and let's skip things ahead a bit.
The wrecked ship seemed like an odd location for a troll who didn't know how to swim to live. Yes, breathing under water wasn't a problem for a sea dweller, but that means little when she can barely do much other than sink like a rock and hope that the climb back up is as smooth as possible.
Still, this felt like the kind of environment that meant wearing a particularly modest, age-appropriate swimsuit not at all like what... that One we skipped over for now was wearing. We're still skipping over her.
Right now Violet was also not within her hive, but in the training course just outside of it.
Several series of concentric circles, alternating between red and white, were drawn on pieces of shipwreck that stuck out from the ocean. It was these that she subjected the occasional bolt of odd white "science" would hit at, leaving a small burnt mark. Her aim was getting better. And she was going to miss this place if it wasn't warped in with the game. The meteors were already starting elsewhere on the planet, not boding well for this little brawl yard.
By this point, Teal entered and the 'unknown' (Ie the not yet introduced) acting as her server was about to go in next. As for the 'test run...' well, first of all there was someone with them. Whoever that was, they stole the "client" computer dropped in, got everything prepared and warped a section of the cave into this place called the "Medium" in seconds flat, going unnoticed and unseen even through Teal's superior vision. Then the mystery player broke the connection somehow.
When shown this, Karkat only nodded. Something might be up.
Actually, something was up and still is. Thinking about this, Violet gripped her hands and rushed over to her nearest computer.
- chromophilicAquarium [CA] began trolling adorabloodthirstyGrip [AG] -
CA: :9 hey colbalt purrsuade that 9uy i think he knows about that mystery player
AG: :::8 nah i like him now
CA: :9 that wasnt a re9uest thou9h
CA: :9 common pleeeeeaaase?
AG: ::::8 i dont want to get into his mind
AG: ::::8 plus theres a chance he might 8e a purple 8lood and could counter my powers
CA: :9 why the fuck would he hide his blood if its the third-hi9hest color?
AG: ::::8 i dont know
AG: ::::8 may8e 8ecause that caste is full of stoners and weirdos and ruthless dictators?
AG: ::::8 shame exists you know
CA: :9 oh
CA: :9 well im 9lad my best pal isnt like that
CA: :9 he should talk to her
AG: ::::8 uh wait gotta go right now he wants my computer
CA: :9 wait really?
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Dammit someone new is online.
- carcinoGeneticist [CG] began trolling chromophilicAquarium [CA] -
CG: YOU KNOW I CAN READ OVER HER SHOULDER
CA: :9 9o away
CG: FINE
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Well that was pretty intense. A real David vs Golliath, if Violet knew who those were.
Violet was Goliath. And Goliath won.
Her name was Bronze Nepeta Leijon, and life was fucking sweet.
Food walked right up to her. But hey, let's stop talking about the animal-hunting and fixate on another character trait to try to reinterpret into ten different blood colors.
Ah, right, blood painting. Well shipping was out of the question considering the inherant uncomfortable closeness being with one's self was like... except for Fuchsia, but fuck her. Honestly. No, Bronze's hive walls were decorated in a planned draft for a brand new comic series.
Let's read one such series of action panels right now, shall we? A quick little four-panel... four-paneler. Yeah, that sounds close enough to a real word.
The first panel skips right to the point: A fairly average troll had gone completely monsterous! Toxic waste transformed him into a massive lizard-like creature that was already spitting out... um, why not fire, over at trollian society.
Next panel, warships were deployed. Not that big of a deal. Part of the Violet Authority was on their way to stop the force. Or, really, just get some Subjugglators to try to control it for use as a weapon. Would the current Empress herself need to step in and stop them?
Then the airship fired bullets at the monster. Not exactly the top-tier troll weapon, but it was a start.
Bronze picked this as a sort of "cliffhanger." A shot of a pair of feet. A green-clad hero able to restore peace and order. The toxic mutation will somehow be undone or something like that, but to comply with troll society guideless she should probably just change it so that the hero kills the monster instead.
It was a bit cheesy, yes, but it was aimed at younger kids. And Bronze was sure that this was the exact audience that would eat it up. Since she used to be a part of it not too long ago, and everything.
And another comic... oh. That pile of boxes.
Yeah, those boxes were still there from the last time company came over, and might have to remain there for the whole game if Teal and Purple's claim that the server will be able to see inside the client's house were true. Yep, that was the definitely not for kids section, odd in that Bronze is definitely not the target audience yet. Hey, it's her smut.
Rust smashed through the window with her new card-tablet thing in hand, sitting right becide where Bronze just stood and faced with a prompt that had something to do with downloading the client file. And yep, that brand new spankin' Trollian handle. acetoneAlleycat.
"Cmm fh mm mmph phphmm mmff?"
"Why? Teal doesn't have some kind of side-tree house to use?"
"Mmph hhhmm hmmm phrmm mmrrph hmph rrff hm phmm mmp hrr mmh mmf hm hm."
Bronze shrugged. "Well. Can't argue with that. A rush is a rush. But you don't feel too hot? I mean, that scarf looks really uncomfortable in here."
Rust once again pulled the maroon-colored scarf off from her face, letting a clear sigh from her.
"So. Wanna be my server?"
"私はすでにインディゴのサーバーです。"
"Well, can I at least be your server? I wanna get into the chain as fast as I can!"
"彼の血の色を保持していること男は秘密はすでに役割を取りました。"
"You're... you're letting him play? Why?"
She held a hand out, as if offering the explanation. "彼は私たちが黙示録をエスケープさせることです。それは、我々は彼を返済するために行うことができ、少なくともです。"
"Okay, but make sure he's the only one who isn't a One! And maybe whoever it is that was in the 'test run.'" Bronze shuddered after finishing that last part.
Nodding, Rust bolted out the door and ran into a shack just outside the brownblood's main hive. Several metal objects appeared out of nowhere carried by an olive-colored, hive-shaped cursor that dropped them all through the roof.
Bronze rested her head on her hand. Well, at least she never used that thing. And if the details on these 'gates' are accurate, she'll be able to see it again after-
Jeez it already disappeared. Wait, does that mean that-
Thankfully, it was a small meteor, but the explosion still literally knocked her out of her boots. Um... half the hive was still intact. That included the smut corner. The other half cut off at black-marked, shapeless scorches that acted like outlines between the roomy location and the great outdoors.
She would have hissed at where the shack used to be, until she looked up and found several tiny red dots across the sky, with a bigger, yellow one at the center.
Oh. The meteors.
Just the right time to get a message on her computer.
- tabbyCute [TC] began trolling adorablenessTerminal -
TC: B4 hey
TC: B4 hey
TC: B) heeeeeeeeey
AT: :1 meows the game?
TC: B4 mello is the best w4y to put it
TC: B4 i like my l4nd 4nd theres 4n overwhelming vibe of
TC: B4 dont worry
TC: B4 be h4ppy
AT: :1 1 know :1... :3
TC: B$ ye4h 4nd to think i w4s gonne be psyched out since this w4s new 4nd unfriendly
TC: B4 w4it 4 minute i didnt me4n to type th4t "4" 4s 4 currency m4rker i slipped up with the shit key
TC: B4 i me4n 4g4in
TC: B4 shift key
TC: B( 4www
AT: :1 dont worry 1ts f1ne
AT: :1 so whos my server player?
TC: B4 i dont know but hey dont let your f4te be told to you
TC: B4 c4rve wh4tever path it is th4t YOU w4nt to m4ke
TC: B4 just be c4lm 4nd keep h4ppy you know wh4t im s4ying?
AT: :? ...whatever
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The pattern's back in business! Her name is Purple Nepeta Leijon, and yeah living in a hive with a partly-flooded first floor is kind of weird. But hey, it helps her think.
Think about what, exactly? Well, right now, a lot of things. Her hive was still slightly filled with water after entering her Land, in part due to the entire pond going in with her. And partly due to... actually no, the whole pond being warped counted too.
Yes, TC was on her way to explore this unfamiliar tiny planet fate put her to. Of course, that would mean leaving the hive. Which was done through her favorite method of transport through the lowest floor: Lying on her back and letting the waves drift her through.
...
...
Yeah this is probably gonna take a bit. Let's see someone else before getting back to her. Anyone. Maybe even that one we skipped over...
Dave reversed.
This was the first known time that his group came across a doomed timeline, and hopefully it would be the last. The sheer unknown of what would happen and what would be needed to fix this was just one in many of a Time player's trials. Each reverse would mark a new point to revisit the question: Just what exactly would make the timeline right? What is the true path everyone should go on?
Hopefully, the team having eight sprites should help out a little.
This now-offshoot Dave looked at his non-God Tier, presumably alpha timeline self holding that same poster that may have been the element to doom them all.
"Hey I don't care what Bro says you are not prototyping Hank."
Alpha-Dave turned away from the orange Becsprite and nearly jumped back when he noticed the alien his offshoot's arm was wrapped around.
"Who is that?" He asked.
"Your new sprite."
CT: :% uh
CT: :% purple
CT: :% do you wanna maybe
CT: :% speed things up?
CT: :% im waiting a long time while rust is building my hive up
CT: :% and i dont want to leave you without any way up
CT: :% but im too scared to build or anything while youre...
CT: :% not even prepared for any of this
TC: B4 doesnt punching enemies m4ke you feel better 4bout this kind of thing?
CT: :% yeah hahah
CT: :% sorry to bother you so much!
CT: :% hey though to see enemies better i think you should take off your shades!
TC: B4 um...
TC: B4 n4h im good
CT: :% yeah of course you are why would i think otherwise hahaha!
CT: :% ...
CT: :% *ct sighs as she notes the first gate can be accessed*
CT: :% um i gotta go just forget the stupider stuff i said
CT: :% bye!
TC: B4 *a%essed
TC: B4 c'mon sister if you h4ve 4 substitution quirk you gott4 use it 4s often 4s you c4n!
CT: :% nah that looks kinda tacky
CT: :% anyway bye for real!
I don't want to do exactly what canon does and introduce the fuchsiablood last, and we're down to just one real option left becides her. So I guess it's time. Stop procrastinating and get this aggressive naked... One out of the way.
Her name is Fuchsia Nepeta Leijon, and she gladly lies about her lusus.
We're also skipping foreward a bit more here, she was also swimming in her underwater land. Well, while still in her hive. Sort of.
CC: :I are you In yet?
TA: :22 *2igh*
TA: :22 that2 the 2econd time thi2 conver2ation you a2ked me that
TA: :22 and the fifth que2tion overall
CC: :I stop It fact-checker I want our entIre daIsy chaIn In so that thIs game can fInally get InterestIng
CC: :I and so that you wont dIe and fuck up the tImelIne or somethIng
TA: :22 have you been talking to aa?
CC: :I I talked to everyone especIally rust and I am gettIng FUCKiNG BORED
CC: :I come on I thInk I know a few shortcuts to get around the game
CC: :I Ill send vIolet a jetpack and let her take care of the rest
CC: :I actually I already dId
TA: :22 how did you get the code for it?
CC: :I what I fuckIng dIdnt
CC: :I I dIdnt already tell you?
CC: :I I already owned a jetpack
CC: :I based on teal thIs game Is IncredIbly borIng tedIous and repetetIve
CC: :I run around solvIng very basIc puzzles over and over
CC: :I Its the endgame shIt where thIngs get InterestIng
CC: :I so you know what? JETPACKS FOR EVERYBODY and were cheatIng our way through
TA: :22 but it would be more fun to play the game the right way!
CC: :I shut the fuck up Im makIng thIs mandatory and If you want to play thIs slow Ill come and hIt you
TA: :22 ...are you threatening a p2ionic?
TA: :22 i dont want to fight but you know i can fry you right?
CC: :I bullshIt you cant hurt anythIng that actually talks and we all know It
CC: :I In fact thats why I hate beIng assocIated wIth you other "Ones"
CC: :I youre all pussIes
- catfishCuller [CC] ceased trolling twinAwesomepaws [TA] -
The first gate was just right there is this game some kind of insult.
Everything was just punch-worthy in this game. It was all... well, at least it might be easy. Easier thanks to the jetpack. Yep, soon she'll be finished and off into whatever it is Sgrub has in store for her.
So let's skip over some pretty ruthless and harsh underling killing and get to the final Nepeta of the chapter.
Ah. This was a refreshing break from the desert. In fact, she didn't see that much of a need to carry around her neckerchief at all times. Maybe she can finally take it off.
Her name was Jade Nepeta Leijon, and we'll kill two birds with one stone by having the final major Pesterlog/Trolllog of the chapter deal with these final mystery quirks. Namely, pre-whatever that was Rust, and Jade's own.
- acetoneAlleycat [AA] began trolling gargantuanAether [GA] -
AA: :0 hi ^w^
GA: :7= hello
GA: :7= 7o be hones7 i almos7 feel like im 7alking 7o a comple7ely new person
GA: :7= purrhaps because i never really spoke 7o you or 7yped in any way a7 all, now 7ha7 i 7hink abou7 i7
GA: :7= heeheehee heeheehee hee!
AA: :0 'kay
AA: :0 im super excited with the... well the stuff in this game!
AA: :0 c0me 0n spill it, is there anything i sh0uld n0te ab0ut?
GA: :7= um
GA: :7= uh
GA: :7= well if 7he commen7s i hear abou7 you are 7rue 7hen 7ha7 migh7 mean
GA: :7 every7hing abou7 7he game
GA: :7 i heard 7ha7 someone who goes by 7en7acle7herapis7 wro7e a really good walk7hrough so if you need any7hing jus7 head down over 7here
AA: :0 0n what site?
GA: :7= oh
GA: :7= oh 7ha7
GA: :7= well i7s kind of odd she jus7 7ossed some kind of file ou7 in7o 7he server using some7hing she called
GA: :7= "7he call of 7he corrup7ed"
GA: :7= sorry her words my quirk
GA: :7= in fac7 she doesn7 have a quirk!
at thiZ exact moment your gold-blooded friend juZt FINALLY joined the competition!
will Zhe Zmoke it? will Zhe fail?
Zame applieZ to all of YOU!
THAT iZ the leading queZtion of the deadly game of...
SGRUB!
i wiZh that had more wordZ in it Zo i could make a dramatic pauZe between each word!
GA: :7= wai7 why is 7here so much space af7er 7ha7 line
GA: :7= weird gli7ch ive never seen before!
AA: :0 0h... thats n0t a glitch
AA: :0 the REAL reas0n why i didnt get an acc0unt is because when i tried 0ut using teals c0mputer s0me0ne with white text kept harassing me
AA: :0 yeah thats him highlight that
GA: :7= how do you know i7s a him
AA: :0 he t0ld me
AA: :0 h0w did y0u kn0w ab0ut this new acc0unt?
dudette im toteZ omniZcient.
im Zorry but texting you with my ZUPERPHONE iZ juZt Zomething that getZ my fingerZ BARKING.
AA: :0 but why? UmU
uh Zomething really bad iZ gonna happen and i think i can nudge you all into Ztopping it?
phyZically im kinda powerleZZ to do anything which iZ ironic Zince im like kind of omnipotent too
GA: :7= im sorry bu7 our race is doomed 7o ex7inc7ion wi7h 7he loss of 7he home plane7 and 7he fall of 7he mo7hergrub
GA: :7= and apparen7ly some7hing is going 7o kill all 7rolls in 7he galaxy 7ha7 aren7 us
GA: :7= wha7 could be worse 7han 7ha7?
AA: :0 y0ure actually listening t0 this guy?
AA: im s0rry but i think thats a time waster
um yeah you Zee i know a lot but thereZ alZo a lot of gapZ.
remember when i Zaid i waZ omniZcient? well Zhoot i gueZZ that waZ a lie.
AA: :0 100k jade
AA: :0 he uses peri0ds hes n0t 0ne 0f us
AA: :0 we sh0uld ign0re him hell die in whatever it is that will kill all tr0ll life except us
heh heh, not really.
you Zee, all i know about what killZ me iZ that it IZ the Zame thing that killZ the trollZ.
but Zeveral centurieZ later.
what that thing iZ iZ a huge gap in my omniZcience, but not when the exact moment i die iZ.
it ZcareZ the crap out of me.
AA: :0 n0w y0u s0und like y0ure just making stuff up!
AA: :0 jade when i say that this is a waste 0f 0ur time talking t0 this guy i think it means a l0t since acc0rding t0 my sprite im a time pers0n i think
AA: :0 lets listen t0 that
GA: :7= whi7e 7ex7 man can i 7alk 7o you one-on-one?
i gueZZ but only if i have Zomething important to Zay.
i only give ruZt Zo much becauZe you know what they Zay about ruZtbloodZ!
AA: :0 see 100k! hes a1s0 a big b100dist!
GA: :7= 7here i7 is again i never knew you liked 7he number one hundred
AA: :0 n0 thats n0t a 0ne hundred thats a ten and then a zer0
AA: :0 well anyway please try n0t t0 pester me unless y0u have s0mething imp0rtant t0 say
AA: :0 that g0es f0r all Ones actually
GA: :7= bu7 you were 7he one 7ha7 7rolled me
GA: :7= or should i say 7he One?
hey juZt letting you know i omniZciate only, like, nine more converZationZ left with you guyZ before i have nothing left to Zay and then die.
not counting thiZ one.
AA: :0 whatever weird0
- acetoneAlleycat [AA] ceased trolling gargantuanAether [GA] -
Well, that kind of sums them up in a very, very brief manner... what's next? Game's started. Or... no...
After some reversed-time, it will be about to start. Yeah anachronic order can fuck with tense a lot.
([WFP] Rewind)
[Pages with WF mean that it's a Wannabe Flash Page. This is the only time you'll see this notation.]
Well, that was unexpected.
The mystery player was not only not dead but finally responded back, wordlessly logging in and saving Gold before the extrordinarly huge meteor swooped in to demolish the whole continent. Thrown in at the absolute last second (as usual) was the prototyping item, a tiny portable game grub gift from Indigo a while back.
Before Gold's entry, Fuchsia banged and thrashed against all of the equipment as if to make a point. It was also made clear that she didn't have some kind of horrorbeast as her lusus, but instead a simple catfish. A tiny catfish. Which wasn't prototyped either. Instead she gutted some random poor whale and was done with it.
Of course, going back further, Fuchsia's own serving skills were anything but polite. Thanks to using some slope-related exploits and levrage, she got all of the equipment to smash out Violet's target course, even if it meant that they were outside of the playing field. And possibly not going to enter the Medium. Meh. Worth it. She chose to prototype the remains of one of her precious targets, becoming Targetsprite in the future. Not so worth it anymore.
Everything was placed neatly for Jade. Layed out in a hall, blocking nothing, all of the alchemiter equipment was deployed for an easy entry. Though... if this planet was gonna be under attack by meteors... probably best to prototype the Mother Grub. Especially with that weirdo white text guy saying that the galaxy would be wiped out thanks to something. It just felt right, even though by no means was it her business at all.
Back when Jade was facing the dilema on what to prototype, Cobalt really felt like getting her hive back. Thanks to Karkat's pretty uncalled for hijacking (though he didn't seem to have a choice on the matter... whatever), she had to wander a bit before even installing the client game. Well, this temple built in the honor of the Ones looked good enough. Prototyping a statue wasn't really a good idea, since that would just mean that most of the players would have to kill enemies with their own faces on them. Hm, paintings, paintings, at least the game was installed at this point... There. Some painting of a great, eldritch horror that was said to be fought by the Ones but in actuallity it's just some cheap shadow tentacle monster from a fan fic. Perfect.
As discussed before, Bronze's hive was blown in half. She remained tapping her foot on part of the remains, staring out into what used to be the shed when Cobalt started dropping items right becides her. What was next? Once that brown flashing sphere thing came out the next option was to beat Cobalt to the prototyping. And- shoot. That cursor was already on what seemed like a cute drawing of a tan-skinned alien lady, hard for Cobalt to tell since the paper was crumpled and obscured everything but her face. Once said prototyping revealed the Busty, Naked Multi-Woman of Atbash V (sprite form now just Multisprite), she gave her server a talking to.
AT: :1 WHAT. D1D 1. SAY. ABOUT. SNOPP1NG. AROUND. MY. H1VE?
AG: ::::8 sorry! i didnt think it would 8e that 8ad!
AG: ::::8 i didnt even think sgru8 would allow nudity like that
AT: :1 UGH!
AT: :1 DO YOU KNOW WHAT TH1S MEANS?
AT: :1 everyth1ng has boobs now that parts a g1ven
AT: :1 and my prototyp1ng 1s permanent
AT: :1 mean1ng that at the very least my spr1te w1ll forever be some comb1nat1on of s1x women w1th v1s1ble full breasts that just BEARLY cuts off before the naughty b1ts and her f1gure w1ll really be d1stract1ng to me...
AT: :1 also you know th1s 1snt a k1d-fr1endly game 1 mean teals den1zen looks l1ke a bone buldge for our sake and have you SEEN ANY of the lands?
AG: ::::8 8ut wont the underlings 8e paper-weak since i didnt prototype the character i prototyped the paper you drew her on?
AT: :1 maybe
AT: :1 well that 1s worth look1ng foreward to
Before that things just slipped and happened and suddenly Bronze tossed everything into Cobalt's hive while Karkat was supposed to be her client. Immediately after the kernel was revealed, he gave her a pretty strong-worded message saying not to dump anything in while he uncaptchalogued the dead corpse of some obscure lusus species. Crabsprite was born, and Cobalt was left hiveless for the game.
As detailed before, Rust's entry was no problem. Just run into a shed (which appeared to be under attack by a meteor - thankfully Karkat said nothing of this for some reason), wait for everything to be set, and enter. There was some complaining on Bronze's part, but it was worth it to have something stable which can be copy-pasted. Trying to play a session with just rock to try to shape up with the game's tools would be disasterous. Um, going by a guess from accounts from Teal, Purple, and Indigo on how the game works. Yeah, that. Her kernel was subjected to this mysterious tiny frog statue found in the shed. When asked about it, Bronze said it was there when she got the hive, and in fact the only item in the shed before she cluttered it up.
Having a mobile hive appeared to pay off. Now Indigo was dodging meteors that would have otherwise completely smoked her original spot. Oh yeah, and those crazy cultists. Evading them counted too. Since Sgurb was still hell-bent on last second escape drama though, a huge ring of meteors appeared right in the city she navigated too, with an enourmous one acting in the center. Striking just as she entered. But not before prototyping some scrap, meaningless piece of machinery that composed one of her many unfinished projects. Hey, that's what happens when a hive comes full of metal like that. And, unlike the three higher on the spectrum than her, it's put to good use.
Purple had no problems following Indigo's orders - if anything, it seemed to be the other way around. Like she was even paying attention to the other's messages. No, Purple was too busy making a fuss over what to prototype. After hearing about Teal, there were so many wonderful possibilities, and not just one, but two. Two things can be put into a kernel and mix and match and if you combine things first and prototype it at once then that's three things and oh wow oh wow the possibilities were endless- yeah. A stick. Let's go with that.
Teal had to be told more of the bare basics of the game from Karkat, since none of the other players she knew entered yet, and neither her own server nor the mystery player were of any help. With the cruxtrader's timer starting at 6:16, she had some time to go out and "prototype" a sprite before entering. And it was supposedly very important that it got prototyped before entry. She just killed some random giant lizard-like beast (that was definitely not someone's lusus, she always makes sure first) and chucked that in. Then, with everything set and the entry item in place, we'll go back to turning time back foreward as the Lands revealed themselves to each player...
Land of Suds and Flow.
Land of Meat and Mirth.
Land of Seas and Silence.
Land of Hell and Heaven.
Land of Evergreens and Milk.
Land of Iron and Sand.
Land of Hymns and Praise.
Land of Zephyr and Frogs.
Land of Plague and Wrath.
Land of Paint and Glass.
Land of Volt and Brains.
Eleven out of twelve got passed around from one Trollian message to another, but that itching mystery player still remained. Gold, the one person who could definitely just fly up to her second gate as soon as she entered and answer at least what that planet looked like up close, didn't. It took Fuchsia and Violet's trip over there to get a straight answer out of her, which will be covered shortly.
From far, on the other hand, the mystery land was definitely bright. Accounts of the other players seeing it from different angles have noted that some kind of grass was present there at the very least (maybe, it looked like grass from a really really really far distance). The rest... even with alchemised telescopes and the like, it was hard to make out any real finer details other than that.
Speaking of alchemy, Fuchsia flew down from Gold's second gate, Violet in hand, and both of them dropped down to the large, open square floor that served as an entry way to the first gate.
"Okay, why haven't you gone into Gate Two yet?" Asked the highest blood.
"Well... why haven't you flown to your fourth gate, Ms. 'I Wanna Skip and Break the Game?' The mystery player didn't build anything higher so I don't think they want me to enter. That's also why I'm trying to find a way to build around your fourth gate."
"I'm not entering yet because I think that if any of us are going to see this coward's face, they'll be more convinced if someone who isn't me goes in!"
The cursor made its re-appearance as it dragged a large box across this pseudo-rooftop. It clicked. Some seconds later, the trio was covered with shade thanks to a new box appearing over them and incasing the second gate. Becides them, a staircase leading to the box.
"Now the player sealed it off!" Gold continued. "Again, this person doesn't want us to talk to them!"
"You're being ridiculous. This is supposed to be a co-op game. Violet, I brought you here to tell Gold to her face that when I build your hive up to the sixth gate, you enter."
Violet sighed as her eyes drifted as low as possible. She also shook from Fuchsia's grasp. "I'm trying to rebel or disagree against you, but I don't mind that plan. I want to try to make a new friend with this troll."
"Oh. Good. Will you be the one to jet-pack into their land?"
"Ummm... yeah why not?"
"Good. Let's both go there."
Pchoo.
Sighing, Gold's only real option was to follow them. To the mysterious maybe-grass planet.
Alpha-timeline Dave analysed what remained of what lied in front of him.
There was still that doomed Dave in pajamas, the meaning of which he still hasn't figured out for his life.
So that cyan harlequin sprite, from his timeline, was prototyped with the ashes of John's Nanna by the looks of it and- oh look he's gonna explain things himself now. That's handy. Dave really didn't feel like trying to figure this shit out on his own, aside from all tier-one prototypes appearing to be the same.
"Lowdown time. I think the diverge point was right after you- I mean, me-you prototyped some Hank Hill poster from your patriot-Bro's room into Becsprite. That led to Hanksprite, the guy you see before you with the orange that won't shut up for the life of him. He isn't talking much now but my god if he has something important to say you'll never hear the end of it. Hanksprite was. A. Mistake. Don't ever make Hanksprite. I'll get him away from you before he has the chance to give his disturbing dog-fetish expositionary rants. Anyway, that over there is Nannasprite, from the ashes of John's Nanna, and uh... greenie is what happened when Jade chose to throw that creepy doll from her room into that flower-pot sprite. And that leaves the thing prototyped over Jaspers in Rose's sprite. Which was, as you can see, Rose's own naked mother after a really bad accident that I'm sure you may or may not want to know."
Alpha-Dave frowned.
"What? You thought I was gonna leave them to fade from existence?"
"Where's the John, Jade, and Rose from your timeline?"
"Dead. But their ghosts or something go to this place called the Furthest Ring? ...There's apparently this single eldritch spit bubble floating around there where most ghosts to go, I heard there might be plans to set up a system so that it won't be over-crowded but shit's complicated up in that outer hellhole. We'll see how things work out, in the meantime, trust me: Hanksprite is the worst. Again whatever you prototype, do not make another Hanksprite."
"Aw man, I am tellin' ya!" Said orange sprite finally opened his mouth. "This here is great! I feel dang-near invincible I'll tell you what! Hey there other Dave, woof woof I'm that new god-dog, man we had a god dog the entire time? Well not 'we' as in my own show since that was fiction but weirdly enough it's less weird than real life and now I'm in the real life where life is also a video game in the middle of some strange black hell thing and the god dog is appropriate since dogs are a man's best friend and men are God's best friends, this is so wild is there any way I can get prototyped with propane or some propane accessories too and possibly find a way to bring my other friends here-"
"That's another thing." Said pajama-Dave. "I looked up his friends. Don't. They all sound useless."
"But it'd be great to live things like the old times! I can set up my family again, and... wait a minute, that's it! Ectobiology! ...No, that might be able to make Bobby at least. Oh man, he'd be part dog too! You know, it might finally give the boy appreciation of dogs and- hold on, he spent about, like what, seven years while he was still thirteen? How did that happen? If anything either of you should figure that out since you're time players-"
"Hey look!" The alternate Dave cried as he opened up his inventory. Before showing anybody anything, he jump-flipped his way firmly onto Hanksprite's back and faced Nepetasprite. "I got a dog treat! I bet you want it! Do ya' boy? Do ya?"
Lo and behold, he held one such treat in his hand and waved it up high. As though this act was rehearsed, Nepetasprite covered her eyes and nose.
"Want it boy? Wannit?" Alt-Dave said with a clearly mocking tone, getting Hanksprite to pant after him.
"WELL FETCH!"
With one move, he tossed the treat right to Nepetasprite, and just like that she briefly turned into a black sprite-shaped window leading to a void with just a small green glow to the side and a solid platform below. Holding on tight, the offshoot Dave was willingly pulled by the other orange dog-person through this portal leaving only tiny splashes of glittering sprite goo behind.
"Hey! Other Olive! Alpha-timeline Olive, I think!" Cried Nepetasprite. "You can come out now!"
Stepping out from just around the corner was another one of those aliens - identical looking to what she looked like before jumping into that dog-held thing. Funny how she's currently the only person in the room who is probably fully from this not-doomed timeline yet also the last one to step in and be revealed.
"Hi..." She sheepishly waved to Dave.
"Who are you and how long have you been hiding there? ...Wait. You're John's AC-friend, right?"
02/14/2009.
- arsenicCatnip [AC] began pestering ectoBiologist [EB] -
AC: :33 hi!
AC: :33 i got your message and everything
AC: X33 i mean that makes sense because how else would i message you?
AC: :33 yeah i uh had problems with those "trolls" too
AC: :33 twelve of them
EB: they're the worst, aren't they?
AC: :33 they love making these annoying cat puns and have a system that calls their talking "trolling"
AC: :33 and uh
AC: :33 what else?
EB: everything they say starts with a weird smiley face.
EB: wait, just like yours!
AC: :33 um thats a thing over by where most of those twelve trolls are from
AC: :33 canada
AC: :33 its lately a common weird canadian thing to put faces in front of everything
AC: :33 weird alien faces
AC: :33 based on this popular canadian tv show
AC: :33 we canadians are weird
EB: can't argue with that!
AC: :33 especially coming from a canadian herself
AC: :33 since im you know a canadian
EB: one of the trolls doesn't use the smilies though, is he... not canadian?
AC: :33 oh uh
AC: :33 carcinogeneticist?
EB: yeah that one.
AC: :33 oh i know him personally
AC: :33 that guy is a fad dodger
AC: :33 dont worry about him though
AC: :33 i know that hell never bother you again
EB: who are you?
AC: X33 i already told you!
AC: :33 just a friend over from canada
EB: what's canada like?
AC: :33 cold
AC: :33 anyway i gotta go see you soon!
- arsenicCatnip [AC] ceased pestering ectoBiologist [EB] -
Rust Translations in Case Google Translate isn't Reliable Enough or Changes Things Around:
"I hope this isn't a trick to get me online again."
"I'm already Indigo's server."
"That guy who keeps his blood color a secret already took the role."
"He's letting us escape the apocalypse. It's the least we can do to repay him."
Closing AN:
Well... personally this moved at a little too fast of a pace for me, as in that the next chapter will have to mostly be a perspective change because the twists start coming in at around this point.
Tell me what you think of the concept so far! And as for exactly where I'm going with this... you'll see. I'll get out the way right now that this is gonna be kind of fast-paced. It's not really gonna be as focused as Pesterlogs and character interactions as quite a few other AU-type fanworks. Mostly because, to be honest, I'm not really sure if an "Everyone is Nepeta" AU alone is enough to carry on a decent, lengthy story. Heck Fuchsia (and the other to lesser extents) might even border as an OC and less of an actual depiction of an alternate Nepeta, especially since her temper was originally just based on the "higher blood, more violent" thing that was only really stated by Equius, and Feferi herself already disproved fuchsiabloods being inherently assholish to exceptional levels. Though an all-Vriska AU, I admit, might be funny to read, if only because of how their plans would inevitably be stepping all over eachother and see how bad they'd mess everything up.
To answer the question in the title, and why it's even there: A while ago I did this stupid thing called Sweet Jade and Hella John, mostly just dumping together misc ideas I had for stories without any real plans on where to put them. One such idea was several bloodswaps of Nepeta. This could technically be considered their spinoff, even if they're pretty different.
So, chapters two and three are already mostly finished, I'm just going to look them over a little bit. They might be out in around... anywhere from one week to a month, depending on how slow I want to do the final lookover.
