[S] Ves: Enter

Exactly five minutes earlier, on the other side of the colony...

A young troll stands in his living room. He has short hair that spikes out in the front. His horns both curve inward and go high above the top of his head. He wears a scowl across his face, showing a single fang from the corner of his mouth, and he is incredibly short in stature. He wears a black t-shirt with his symbol, an over exaggerated lowercase e, on it, and gray shorts, along with burgundy converse sneakers. He stands alone in his hive surrounded my SGRUB mechanisms. What is his name?

His name is VESVOR YEWTAR. He is a rust-

Vesvor eyes the nonexistent camera with disdain.

-BURGUNDY BLOODED troll. He has a variety of interests, including trolling forums, starting flamewars, and messing around with his friends. He just so happens to be INCREDIBLY TERRIFIED at this current moment due to his situation, as his guardian LEFT WITH HER MATESPRIT and never came back. His Trollian handle is adventurousLower and he sp3aks in alt3rnating lin3 caps and r3plac3s th3 l3tt3r "e" with 3s. H3 3njoys using th3 middl3 fing3r 3mot3 wh3n piss3d off. WHICH IS OFT3N.

Vesvor scurried rapidly around his hive. "shit shit shit..." he muttereod under his breath as he eyed the countdown on the cruxtruder.

"STUPID LUSUS SPRIT3 CANT 3V3N DO SHIT" he eyed the eelsprite, which lay on the floor with a derpy expression.

He gripped his blunderbuss rifle in his hands and made a mad dash for anything he could use to break his item, a small burgundy fidget spinner, beyond repair.

Gog he hates fidget spinners.

He recieved a message on his husktop from his server player. The server player who owned a fidget spinner JUST TO SPITE HIM.

creatorsTempest [CT] began trolling adventurousLower [AL]

CT: Vesvor there appears to be. A situation.

AL: and what would that b3

CT: Your (ountdown is. About to go off.

AL: FUCK

AL: w3ll i n33d to br3ak this gog damn3d fidg3t spinn3r to g3t in

CT: Then break it

AL: I ALR3ADY TRI3D

CT: Then try again.

Vesvor's annoyed messages were cut off by his door slamming into the ground.

"what th3 fuck!?" he screamed and turned around.

Terezi Pyrope stood in his doorway, practically her entire hive stashed in her sylladex.

CT: Vesvor? Are you there?

"ON3: WHY W3R3 YOU NOT WITH BLAIN3 AND TWO: WHAT TH3 FUCK AR3 YOU DOING IN MY HIV3!?" Vesvor angrily screeched.

Terezi deadpanned. "1 W4S 4TT3ND1NG TO POL1T1C4L BU1SSN3SS. 4ND 1T S33M3D 4LL MY OTH3R CHO1C3S W3R3 T4K3N."

CT: What the fuck why is Terezi in your hive and. How is she not dead?

Vesvor growled. "why should i l3t you com3 with m3?"

"B3C4US3 1F YOU DONT 1LL K1LL YOU." The teal blood smirked menacingly and tapped the top of her dragon cane.

Vesvor deflated. "Y3S MA'AM."

CT: Holy. Shit.

AL: shut th3 fuck up

"FOCUS K1D." Terezi smacked him upside the head and nodded towards the cruxtruder.

It read 0:50

"holy shit!" Vesvor screamed and ran up to his room to try and find something so that he could break the item.

Terezi sniffed. Then bent down and picked up the cruxite fidget spinner.

"...TH3 FUCK?"


Needless to say, Riabel was feeling incredibly uncomfortable.

She and Aradia sat in chairs as the entire colony of chameleon consorts bowed to them. Each of them were "paying their respects" to the "Fortuous Maid of the Present and The Temporal Maid of the Past".

A consort wearing a doctor's outfit was performing various methods of revival on Sollux. One worked. Then Sollux hit his head on the iron crowbar that the doctor had positioned near him as a backup plan and got knocked out. Again.

Aradia yawned before a loud beep from her own huptoband knocked her out of her bored trance.

It was a memo. that's weird. i haven't seen 0ne 0f th0se in years.

carcinoGeneticist [CG] opened memo with apocalypseArisen [AA, adiosToreador [AT, twinArmegaddons [TA, arsenicCatnip [AC, gallowsCalibrator [GC, arachnidsGrip [AG, centaursTesticle [CT, and terminallyCapricious [TC]

CG: FROM MY CURRENT UNDERSTANDING

CG: ALL OF YOUR KIDS ARE IN THE MEDIUM AT THIS POINT

CG: AM I CORRECT

AA: n0 vesv0r isnt in yet

GC: H3S W1TH M3. W3R3 4BOUT TO JUMP 1N ]

CG: WELL THATS JUST DANDY

CG: ANSWER ME THE REST OF YOU

AT: yEAH,

AC: :33 yup!

AG: O8viously

TC: I mEaN i GuEsS sO. hAvEnT hEaRd A wOrD fRoM hEr In AbOut A sWeEp

CG: SOLLUX? EQUIUS? YOUR TWO STARTED THIS SHIT SO YOU BETTER FUCKING ANSWER.

AA: s0llux is with us. hes unc0nci0us fr0m an 0gre. but yes riabel is in the game.

CT: - As a matter of fact, Agrils is in the game. But I do not call him mine anymore.

AC: :33 gog dangit equius!

AC: :33 what did you do?

CT: - We solved our disputes in a very STRONG and dignified manner. I will not be caring for him any longer.

AG: Ha!

AG: 8y that he means they 8eat the shit out of each other!

AG: Finally. That kid's wanted me to t8ke him under my wing for years. Well now's his chance. :)

AC: :33 vwiskers youre not helping!

CG: OKAY SO AT LEAST EVERYONE IS IN SAFELY SO FAR

CG: WE CANT RISK A DOOMED SESSION EMERGING FROM OURS

CG: NOW GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY MEMO

carcinoGeneticist [CG] closed memo.

Aradia silently giggled to herself and turned off the huptoband.

Riabel still looked uncomfortable. "WHEN CAN I LEVE?" she asked Aradia.

"when they decide that y0u can g0," Aradia smirked.

"UUUUUUUUUGH"

The elder chameleon took a gavel and slammed it onto a podium. He spoke in a drawled out, yet noble voice.

"FELLOW CONSORT. WE ARE HEER FOR THE ARRIVAL OF HERO. THE ONE WHO SAVE US FROM THE DREADED CETUS AS LAST. THE FORTUOUS MAID OF PRESENT."

Riabel gulped. "I HAVE NO FUCKIN IDIA WAT THEYRE TALKIN ABOUT" she whispered to Aradia.

Aradia smiled.

"HOWEVER," the elder continued. "THE HERO SHOW NO RECOLLECTION OF HER DUTY. AND SO WE GIVE HER DEBRIEFING."

"here y0u g0, ria."

Riabel stood and walked to the elder, smiling and kneeling before standing before him as an equal. It was something she had picked up from the countless consorts who had done the same.

"GREAT AND WONDROUS MAID-"

"CALL ME RIABEL." She interrupted him. "ANY FORMALITY IS JUST GOING TO BE OVERLOOKED."

"FINE. RIABEL, YOU ARE THE SWORN GUARDIAN AND PROTECTOR OF OUR HUMBLE WORLD, THE LAND OF LIGHT AND RIFTS."

"OURS WAS A LAND OF BEAUTY AND PEACE, AND PROSPERED FOR CENTURIES."

"ONE DAY, WE WERE CONFRONTED BY A MONSTROUS BEAST CALLED CETUS. SHE CREATED RIFTS THAT TOOK OUR PEOPLE AND CREATED MONSTERS WHICH ROAM OUR LANDS."

"IT IS PROPHESIZED THAT THE MAID OF LIGHT WOULD DESCEND FROM THE HEAVENS AND SAVE OUR PEOPLE, PUT CETUS TO REST, AND CREATE A WORLD WHERE WE WOULD LIVE IN PEACE."

Riabel's eyes widened and Aradia giggled in her chair.

The elder smiled. "MAY SKAIA'S BLESSING BE WITH YOU ON YOUR JOURNEY, YOUNG RIABEL." He placed his hand on her back and slowly walked away. The rest of the consorts followed him, cheering for the Maid.

Once they all left, she rushed towards Aradia.

"WHAT THE HELL WAZ THAT."

Aradia smiled. "thats y0ur r0le. Y0u are t0 be the maid 0f light, 0therwise kn0wn as the pr0tect0r 0f f0rtune, f0r these chamele0ns. every player 0f this game gets a r0le t0 fulfill."

Ria slowly smiled. "IM LIKIN THIS GAEM MORE AND MOR"


0:20

Vesvor was freaking out at this point.

"FUCK FUCK FUCK I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO" he scurried around even faster trying to find something to break the item.

Terezi gave it a curious lick. "T4ST3S L1K3 CH3RR13S."

"don't put your tongu3 on it, idiot!" Vesvor screeched. "I HAV3 TO KILL IT ITS PUR3 3VIL"

Terezi rolled her eyes. "YOU COULD H4V3 JUST TOLD M3 1T W4S YOUR 1T3M." She threw the fidget spinner into the air and unsheathed her cane. She sliced through it in two directions and it shattered.

Vesvor looked up to see his roof burning. The clock read 0:01.

"fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck."

His hive was surrounded in a lavender light and disappeared from Alternia.

"1N W3 GO, V3SVOR!"


Margat woke up in her bedroom on Derse.

"Oh. Must've fallen asleep on agrils," she muttered to herself. "At least eridia won't punch me this time."

She observed her room. Her eyes widened as she turned to see and entire wall with the word "HoNk" scribbled everywhere. In HER handwriting.

"What the fuck!?"

She backed up and fell out of her window. She grabbed onto the lip at the edge.

Staring down, Margat saw black chess piece looking people wandering about the kingdom. There were five towers similar to hers all across the landscape.

Might as well explore.

She began to float and she flew to the tower nearest to hers.

She peeked inside and found a sleeping Agrils, in the same purple pajamas as her and wearing matching purple sunglasses.

Awwwww, sleepy agrils, she giggled.

She flew to the other towers. Tylens and Eridia slept in their towers, as did two of their other friends.

That means that Ria, Fliara, Meldia, Blaine, Drrakt, and Vesvor sleep on Prospit, she noted.

Margat slowly emerged from the jade blood's tower and crawled back into her tower.

The former tower's resident opened her eyes.


A young troll now stands in her bedroom on Derse. She has two sickle-shaped horns and long, straight black hair. She wears a very short sleeved black shirt with her sign (a boomerang shape facing left colliding with a backwards C) on it and gray jeans with She wears a blank, somewhat bored expression. What is her name?

Her name is BRITNY JYRROS. She is a JADE BLOOD, one of the TWO on New Alternia. She was hired by AGRILS to AUSPISTICISE himself and VESVOR, since he is allegedly "NOT INTO GUY TROLLS". She is incredibly hyper, which leads her to taking medicine, which calms it down to the point where she is apathetic and looks like she is done with everyone's shit. Which most of the time she is. Her Trollian handle is creatorsTempest and she types in flu(tuating. Senten(es with unne(essary. Pun(tuation and repla(es the letter "c" with the shape most. Similar to her sign "(".

What does she do?

Britny looked out the window of her tower just in time to see Margat entering her tower. She growled at the purple blood.

The ground shook and the Dersites all turned and looked on in dismay as a planet covered in murky green and looking like it smelled quite bad (or good) arrived next to the Land of Gas and Flora.

A Dersite spoke above the crowd. "THE PAGE HAS ENTERED. OUR RAGE IS FUELED."

In the back of the crowd, there was a high ranking Dersite. He had spotted the heroes peeking out of their windows and flying about. And now a Prospitian made it into Skaia?

He snapped his pen in his hand and spoke to the woman next to him.

"My queen," the Draconian Dignitary spoke in a voice filled with quiet rage. "The Mage and the Witch are awake. And the Page has arrived."


Margat awoke to the cheers of an ecstatic Agrils.

"I did it, Mar! I did it!"

"You did what now ag?" She rubbed her eyes. "I was asleep, asshat."

"Sorry 8ut I cracked the code! I can read the prophecy now!" he smirked.

Margat sat up. "Then do it."

"Ok8y ok8y. Don't rush me." Agrils peered at the tablet. "It didn't take as long as I thought it would... but I don't know how I did it." He shrugged. "Normally I wouldn't even figure out where to start."

Margat rolled her eyes. "Just read it, ag!"

The blueblood cleared his throat.

"Upon this ta8let lies the prophecy of the four sessions, a retelling of events soon to come yet long past."

"The first mission is one of normality. A mission of regicide and destruction and rekindling of lost friendships. Twelve heroes would arrive to a cursed world, destined to free it from evil."

"They each had under their 8elt a significant strength, along with 8 destined curse that would affect them upon their entrance to our world."

"A Hero of Light who, for her own s8fety, was left in the dark."

"A Hero of Mind, who, through constant struggles and torture, would lose his own."

"A Hero of Space, who, upon creeping insecurities and impulses, would turn to great evil."

"A Hero of Void, who would avoid trouble but eventually 8ecome sinister."

"A Hero of Heart, who, through manipul8tion, would create something sinister."

"A Hero of 8reath, who through all of his learning experiences, could never be truly free."

"A Hero of 8lood, who would find it near impossi8le to find true 8rothers in arms."

"A Hero of Life, who would 8e helpless to help the others and would stand as others suffered."

"A Hero of R8ge, who would lose himself to his feelings of unparalleled anger and rivalry."

"A Hero of Hope, who would lose all hope through the actions of their comrades."

"A Hero of Time, who would speak against the low and join the evil, and would be forgotten through Time."

"A Hero of Doom, who, despite it 8eing all they ever knew, would never learn to accept sacrifice."

He stopped. "That's where it ends. There appear to be more parts to it. This is only a fragment."

Margat looked concerned. "I have a bad feeling about this, agrils..."

Agrils frowned. "As do I... 8ut we shouldn't worry a8out it right now. Right now," he pointed at her first Gate, which Fliara had finished building up to. "We have a world to s8ve and a king to kill."


The Page of Rage takes his place among the Land of Pits and Stew.

Vesvor opened his eyes and looked into the sky.

Space.

He leapt to his feet to see Terezi smirking triumphanty and staring near a large hole in the ground near the hive. Even though she couldn't see.

"W3LCOM3 TO TH3 M3D1UM, V3SVOR."

Vesvor smiled a little. He equipped his blunderbuss into his strife deck. "what now?"

"1 WOULDNT R3CCOM3ND 3XPLOR1NG 4T YOUR L3V3L. R1GHT NOW BR1TNY N33DS TO BU1LD UP YOUR H1V3 TO THE G4T3 4BOV3 US." She nodded towards it.

Vesvor nodded. "MARGAT 3XPLAIN3D THIS ALL TO US B3FORE."

He pulled up Trollian.

adventurousLower [AL] began trolling oceanicFugitive [OF]

AL: yo 3d im in

OF: O)( T)(at's Great!

OF: I Knew T)(e Dignitary Was Pissed Off For Some Reason Or Anot)(er

AL: O-OH

AL: i piss3d som3on3 off again?

OF: Yea)( T)(e Dignitary, W)(o Is T)(e Black Queen's Rig)(t )(and Man, Snapped )(is Freaking Pen W)(en )(e Saw Your Planet Arrive In Skaia

AL: HOLY FUCK

AL: thats strang3ly satisfying

OF: I Know Rig)(t? 8D

AL: W3LL H33GUS N33DS TO G3T BRITNY SO THAT YOU CAN G3T IN

adventurousLower [AL] ceased trolling oceanicFugitive [OF]

After giving Britny the rundown of what to do, he stood and saw that Terezi was gone. He wondered where she went, but at this point it didn't matter.

"who do3s sh3 think sh3 is t3lling m3 i cant go and 3xplor3 a littl3. ill build up drrakts hiv3... 3v3ntually."


"sup 8a8e?"

Fliara perked up and turned around to see Meldia and Vriska, both already with alchemized gear and enough grist for way more.

":3 m-mels!? how did you manage to get here so quickly!?" she exclaimed, embracing her Matesprit.

"you know me. alw8ys one step ahead of the g8me, literally in this c8se." Meldia laughed and hugged her back.

Nepeta turned and her expression soured. Vriska caught her eye and smirked.

The latter made calling noises. "Here, kitty! Come to Vriska!"

Nepeta scowled. ":33 vwiskers, don't you dare treat me like a pet."

"What're you going to do a8out it?"

":33 ill fight you!"

Vriska smirked, as did Meldia. "I'll t8ke you on any d8y, Nep. It's 8een too long since we had a little scuffle, sweetheart."

They butted heads.

":33 bitch!"

"Slut!"

":33 whore!"

"Cunt!"

Meldia brushed her hair and launched some popcorn out of her 8 ball modus. She turned it towards Fliara.

"sit 8ack and watch the show, flea. sp8descrush fights are my f8vorite."


untamedTreason [UT] began trolling forensicsPerfectionist [FP]

UT: mar

UT: loathe as i am to admit it

UT: vwe may havwe to vwork together a bit


Apologies for the breaking away from the initial plot mentioned in the title, but I felt it necessary to catch up on most of the characters.

Next chapter, the final troll will be revealed and two or three more trolls will enter the Medium, finally closing the loop and beginning the session.

Question of the Day: Which relationship between Gamma Troll/Guardian do you enjoy the most?

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