Sorry I haven't updated in forever. has not been cooperating and letting me upload documents. :\ Kept saying I had to log in even though I JUST HAD!
Disclaimer: Homestuck belongs to Hussie. As far as I know, I'm not Hussie. It would be a bit odd to find out otherwise.
After what seems like an age you can bring yourself to look up again. The sky is still unnaturally green. The gray people have left you alone, except the one with the goggles. He has his back turned to you, and he's staring at the sky.
You want to ask him a question or something, just to break this silence, or to see if he knows something about your predicament, but you remember the hollow look he had and shudder. You don't want that look to ever be cast on you ever again. Not if you can help it.
Looking around, you notice that here and there are seemingly random little smears of something colorful along the floor, the walls of the cube-shaped building in the center of the large platform, and in spatters in a few places on the floor. One such near the edge of the platform is a light blue. You wonder what it's for. You doubt it's decoration.
Intrigued slightly, you take a step towards it. It looks oddly beautiful and foreboding, a puddle of vivid blue. There's a faint trail leading away from it, like something had been dragged through it. You stoop down next to it, only to come quickly back up with a cry; it carries the iron tang of blood. The smell lingers in your head and you remember the indigo scars. They must all have different colored blood.
Your thoughts are cut short by a strange buzzing coming from your pocket. Hesitantly you pull out a small black flip-phone and open it:
genocidalTurtles (GT) started pestering atomicCatharsis (AC):
GT: hey may
GT: did u do it
GT: may
GT: where r u
GT: may
GT: o plz dont b dead
GT: plz plz idk what ill do
GT: i mean ill try to do what u said
GT: but itll b rly hard
GT: may
GT: maya f-ing farrington
GT: oh god
You stare at the phone. What's May? Is May a name?
Your name?
You decide to respond.
AC: Uh who is this
GT: oh ur alive
GT: thats good
AC: No seriously who is this
GT: what
GT: u serus
GT: siros
GT: serous
GT: whatever
How do you answer? You find yourself biting your nails.
AC: Yeah I'm serious
AC: Mind telling me
GT: this is a joke right
GT: i mean
GT: uve always been bad with jokes
GT: but this might b a new lo
AC: Just tell me please I'm really confused right now
GT: ok did ur little getaway mess with ur brain or something
AC: I don't know what you're talking about I'm afraid
GT: ill go ahead and take that as a yes
GT: its tara genius
Tara? Who's that?
GT: hello
GT: u still there sis
Is this Tara person related to you? You decide to ask:
AC: Are we siblings
There is a silence. Then
GT: almost
GT: if this is just u messing with me then stop
GT: it isnt funny
AC: I'm not joking I don't remember anything
GT: not even me
GT: god this might be legit
GT: how could u
GT: how could u forget me u bitch
AC: Look I'm sorry but I really don't know
GT: do u no who u r
AC: No
GT: ok
GT: ...
AC: So who are you besides Tara
GT: god u idiot
GT: sorry
GT: im just thinking that this is gonna b hard to get used to
GT: ok
GT: im tara hardwick
GT: ur best friend slash soul sista
AC: Soul sister
GT: we r like
GT: bffls
AC: What's that
GT: best friends for life duuuhh
AC: Oh
AC: So what's my name
GT: i really hope this is a joke
AC: It's not
GT: u sure
AC: Positive
GT: shit
AC: ur name is maya farrington but i call u may cuz its what bffls do
GT: u called me tay but that sounded weird
AC: It does
GT: so now u agree with me XD i no what it takes now for u to agree with me u need brain damage
You're blinking rapidly as your mind reels with this new information.
GT: so u dont remember a single thing
GT: at all
AC: No
GT: not even what u were doing before u got to wherever u r
AC: No
GT: u dont remember the game
AC: What game
GT: sburb
AC: What's that
GT: would take too long to explain
AC: Um okay
AC: Do you know what I was doing
GT: u dont remember the meteors
AC: No
GT: they were comin down on ur house like hi speed trains in japan
GT: which
GT: by the way
GT: is probably blown to smithrins by now
GT: smothrns
GT: smitharens
AC: Smithereens
GT: yea
AC: What about meteors
GT: they were gonna blow u up
GT: and there was a fault
GT: we were supposed to get something to stop u from being blown up but that didnt happen
GT: and u had to find a way out fast
GT: faster than running because u would have died if u tried that
AC: So what did I do
You get the feeling somebody is watching you and you whip around, your phone almost flying out of your hand. You stuff it in your pocket.
"What are you doing?"
You see it's Kanaya from earlier. She's got one eyebrow raised and is impatiently tapping a foot.
"I-I..." Not sure what to say, you look down at your pocket.
"Talking with somebody, perhaps? Who? Is it your partner in crime? Your boss? Telling them you couldn't get any information out of us, not yet, anyway, waiting for their angered response? Is it...Jack?"
Confusion slaps you in the face. "No! It's not like that at all!"
You shock even yourself with the abrupt strength of your voice.
"Please, just give me a break here. I'm trying to find out something about myself."
"So you're talking to..."
"My..." You try to remember the way Tara described it. "My 'soul sister.'"
Kanaya raises her eyebrow even higher. "Your what?"
With a shaky laugh, you admit, "I don't know, either. That's just what she calls us. Soul sisters."
"I see."
There is an awkward silence as you stare at your lovely green shoes. You wonder if you loved these shoes before as much as you do now.
Who knows?
Your phone vibrates again. Looking at Kanaya, you see her give a curt nod. Taking that to be a grant of permission, you flip it open and read what Tara sent you.
GT: so we were playing the game
GT: sburb
GT: and so far i think we were doing pretty good
GT: we had contact with the others
AC: Who
GT: rite sorry the peeps from alternia
AC: Where is that
GT: a different planet in a different universe
AC: How is that possible
GT: in all honesty
GT: i dont no
AC: Ok...
GT: so we talked with them
GT: i talked mostly with vriska
GT: u talked with kar a lot
AC: Kar
AC: Is that short for something
GT: yeah karkat
Everything comes to a halt. You put a hand to your head, which is pounding in sync with your thudding heart, and close your eyes.
"What happened?" Kanaya sounds bored.
You have no intended answer for her.
"Karkat..." You whisper.
"Yeah, he's an odd one. What about him?"
AC: Karkat you say
GT: yeah
GT: y
AC: Because
AC: Because there's someone here where I am named Karkat
GT: o rly whats he like
AC: He's...
GT: hes what may
AC: He's a bit of a jerk
AC: Actually he's a huge jerk
GT: 80 omg
AC: What
GT: thats the same kar
GT: i think
GT: for the life of me i couldnt figure out y u talked so much with him
AC: Who knows now
GT: yeah
GT: so r they rly trolls
AC: Trolls
You look again at Kanaya, who appears to be trying to hide increasing interest in your conversation.
AC: Is that what you'd call these people
GT: i mean
GT: do they really have horns and stuff or was terezi bullshitting me
AC: It's real
AC: They also have these weird symbol things
GT: o those r the astroligy
GT: astroloy
GT: gah screw it
GT: symbols
AC: This one might sound dumb
AC: But do they have different blood colors or something
GT: uh i think they do
Gt: vriska once mentioned something about a hemospectrum
GT: like ranks based on blood color
GT: y
AC: Because I believe I'm surrounded by blood of different trolls
GT: what makes u think that
AC: There's this puddle of blue liquid here and it smells like blood I'm not even kidding
GT: what shade
GT: like teal light blue dark blue
AC: Light blue I guess
GT: oh my god
AC: What
GT: no that couldnt b true
GT: i never saw that message k
AC: So how did I end up here
GT: o rite
GT: sorry we got off track
GT: so we were talking with them
GT: and we had both awoken as our dream selves
GT: u were on prospit
GT: i was on derse
AC: What's that mean
GT: just let me finish plz
GT: so we were showing all the good signs of being able to win the game
GT: we were each others server players so that nobody else got dragged into this
GT: again ill explain in a sec just hold on
AC: Ok
GT: the problem was
GT: the meteors were comin
GT: and if u didnt find a way to stop them or get out of there ud b dead
GT: the game was supposed to provide us with something that would stop the meteors
GT: or something like that
GT: like mine was a random balloon i had to pop
GT: but there was a glitch i guess and it never showed
GT: so u were gonna have to abscond real fast
GT: and then u found the thing
AC: What thing?
GT: idk what it was
GT: but u started pulling levers and crap
GT: and u were talking to me the whole time
GT: i didnt know what u were talking about u sounded crazy
GT: probably were
GT: anyway u said u thought u did everything just right and when u pressed some button ud b sent to the meteor the trolls were on
GT: u told me if i never heard from u again i was supposed to keep going
GT: not give up
GT: i was like daaaaaang
GT: but u made me promise id try and win the game
GT: for u as much as for me
You find yourself gaping at the screen. A tear threatens to escape your left eye. You don't even know who Tara is but clearly the two of you were very good friends.
AC: Now will you explain these terms to me
GT: gimme another minute
GT: i guess u pressed the button cuz ur message said u were out of range or something like that
GT: but then even after it stopped saying that u didnt reply to anything i said
GT: i was worried ud died
AC: So...I kept you worried...how long of a time
GT: about 3 hours
GT: thanks
Just like that you're sniffling again. Kanaya narrows her eyes.
"So this friend you've got. What's her name? You did ask her, right?"
"Tara," you reply. You try not to sound confused, or worse, indifferent. It's just that you've just met her...again.
"Tara?"
Nodding, you look back at the phone. There aren't any more messages yet.
AC: Did i tell the trolls about my plan
GT: idk
GT: u might have but maybe not
AC: It seems they weren't expecting me
GT: well then i guess you must not have
"Wait."
You glance up. The troll is frowning, her arms are crossed. "This Tara. What color does she type in?"
You stare at the words. "Dark pink. Why?"
"What color are you typing in?"
Another glance. "Orange."
"Are you..." She actually gapes. Her mouth opens just slightly and her green-and-yellow eyes are wide. "You're Maya."
You're slightly taken aback. "I suppose...that's what Tara said my name is."
She starts to back up. "I'll be right back." Kanaya runs into the gray building, leaving you to stand out there.
AC: I think they might know now
GT: what did u do
AC: somebody named Cayenne or something like that figured out my name and she's running off to tell the others or something
GT: who
AC: Cayenne...?
GT: idk anybody with a name like that at all
GT: hang on im getting a message
AC: Wait what about all the things you were going to explain
genocidalTurtles (GT) ceased pestering atomicCatharsis (AC)
Just kinda decided to end it here. Oh, just one quick note- for anybody who's all like 'oh a pair! Oh, another pair!' when it's not actually intended: "very good friends" is NOT synonyms with "lesbian partners". Okay. Just had to get that out in the open because frankly I'm a bit paranoid that I'll get reviews like 'oh, are they gfs' or something. Sorry. Sorry.
Please review. Constructive criticism is revered. While I celebrated when I saw the amount of subscribers, I would also really like some reviews. Thanks.
