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You pull out your hand to see you are clutching a megaphone. You chuckled to yourself, knowing exactly who it was. The item fit them so well. “Kankri, front ‘n center,” Dave slurred, gesturing towards the open closet. Kankri walked to the front, though he decided to be a gentleman (A/N: won’t be too gentle for long…) and let you enter the closet first. The two of you slid inside the door was shut and locked behind you. You roll your eyes, knowing exactly what you’re about to be in for. “This game is violating so many obvious rules. There are so many things that I could tag as triggers existing at

You sat inside you hive, board out of your mind. Today was going by slower than you would've liked to admit. But just as you figured you'd go take a long nap to forget about today your husktop went off signaling that someone was pestering you. Sighing you tiredly stood up and walked to your desk before plopping down on your chair. -- carcinoGeneticist [CG] began trolling (chumHandle) [(CH)] -- CG: HEY [NAME] [Y/H]: Oh hey Karkat. What's up? (^_^) CG: OH NOTHING MUCH CG: JUST TRYING TO GET A HOLD OF EVERYONE TO CHECK UP ON THEM [Y/H]: Aww~ That's really sweet of you! (/>w<\ CG: THANK YOOOOU [Name] I THINK YOUR SUPER SWEET TOO [Y/

==> Be Kankri You are now the red sweatered, trigger happy troll known as Kankri Vantas. You sit in the chair of your respitblock staring at a green and red sucker while waiting for your friend, [y/n] to arrive. Aranea had came by earlier claiming that it was a hint to finding the cherub they were searching for, and also said not to eat it. The only reason Kankri obeyed was because she had added that if he ate it, he would trigger anyone he came in contact with. So that brings us back to our current state with Kankri trying his hardest to resist the urge to be defiant. Just when he was about to attack the swirled sucker, a knock was heard a

     …The smell of lavender.     (Name) lifted the hands slowly off her face, turning around to glance at her painted friend.     Honestly, he was a little creepy until you got to know him. With wild hair, a painted face, and skeleton clothes, most people chose to avoid him. (Name) just jumped in for a hug.     “Kurly! It’s great to see you!” Kurloz smiled as much as his stitches would allow and held his hand up to wave. She beamed up at him, making the young troll place his hand on her head and pat it affectionately.     “Awww thanks Kurly.” She grabbed his hand and laced her fingers with his, slo

Hey, this fanfiction will make way more sense if you read the prolouge: http://aablanton.deviantart.com/art/No-More-Scars-Prolouge-424815826 I really hope you like it; leave a comment if you do! Or even if you don't. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There in front of you, stood HIM. Sollux. The computer hacking, yellow blooded troll that held the key to your heart.        “Jegu2 ________, what are you doing running away from me? Am I ju2t that hand2ome?” Sollux asked, raising an eyebrow. He kept his hand on your wrist, making sure you wouldn’t get away again.        “Oh u-um I’m just in

 You stare at the note, “flushed.” You couldn't believe your own eyes, Sollux said he was flushed for you. Your heart skipped beats. You really were flushed for the bi-polar asshole. But knowing you, if you tried speaking to him right now all that would come out would be a series of squeaks and squeals. You decide you'll tell him after class * THE BELL RINGS * You watch as sollux gets up and leaves the classroom so you follow him out. You step out of the classroom and look around for him but, no luck. You hang your head and sigh, better just walk to the bus anyways. You stop in front of the bus and look for him through the wi