Homestuck [An RP about Homestuck] [Started. WE ARE DOING THIS. WE ARE MAKING IT HAPPEN]

[fenrir]

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You are one of four KIDS. You have recently received the SBURB BETA. A game which you have been waiting for. You and your FRIENDS have been waiting for this game for ages! Finally the day comes, and you receive your SBURB BETA. Yet something strange is going on. Your GUARDIAN FIGURE has also been acting strangely. You ignore it however, you have a game to play.

 

(( This is an RP directly based off Homestuck, occurring in the exact time line Homestuck is going through. For those that don't know, this is an RP that relies on teamwork and discussion between characters. You can't win this game alone. It's impossible. You don't really need to know much else, since everything important will be explained eventually as need be. This RP isn't really RP noob friendly. ))[/align]

 

[spoiler=Application]

Name: [First, middle, last.]

Age: [13-15]

Appearance: [Describe]

Interests: [This has to be different for each character. No exceptions.]

Personality: [Doesn't have to be too long.]

Guardian: [A mom, dad, sister, brother, etc. Only one guardian. I know it sounds strange but this means no Mom + Dad.]

Location: [Where you live. This means both location and housing.]

 

 

[spoiler=Rules]

All YCM + RP rules apply.

I get final say.

I will be harsh on posting + applications.

 

 

[spoiler=If you need more information on Homestuck...]

http://mspaintadventures.wikia.com/wiki/Homestuck

 

 

 

Oh and have fun.

[Spartan919]

Reserve please.

[Damiano Tosē]

Reservation please.

[fenrir]

I can't promise you a reserve. I only have one reserve and that's because that person helped me with teh RP. It's first come first serve.

[DigiMaster Ragnarok]

is the reserve me? lol, i doubt it, but if so, yaaay! if not, I'll be posting my app in this post after I finish it. BTW, completely caught up on the story, up to the latest page.

 

Edit: Here's my app. I can change it to make it better if needed, but I would like to keep it as close as possible to the original.

 

[spoiler=App]

Name: Nick Izorn Detron (his middle name is pronounced Eye + Zorn (that's like corn, but with a Z instead))

Age: 14

Appearance: Nick is African-American (or black, for those of you who don't care about racial sensitivities) and has black hair with black eyes. His hair is spiked back and a little short, and he wears a black shirt with two blades crossing on it, one a samurai sword, the other, a knight's sword. He wears tan-ish cargo shorts that go a little below his knees, and he sometimes wears a brown, ragged cloak that can cover his entire body and his head with the hood. He has black sneakers with white bottoms and white laces, and white socks.

Interests: Nick likes many different things. He likes ancient weaponry such as shuriken, samurai and ninja swords, and the like. Nick also likes the weird and mysterious. He has many cloaks and is an expert at sneaking around, because he loves to do things like that. Nick has always had an affinity for the martial arts. He has trained ever since he was a kid, and this has made him a black belt in more than one area. Nick enjoys soccer, and is very good at it because of his kicking strength. The reason Nick likes and excels at so many things you ask? Well, it's simple. In the words of Nick himself, "...How else do you expect me to be the awesomest person in all creation?"

Personality: Nick likes to be calm about things, but also cool. He can get agitated and sometimes even very angry or unreasonable, but overall, Nick is always true to his friends. Nick jokes about things and is friendly, but also collected, and focused. Nick sometimes talks a lot, and while he can grasp a concept quickly, which he usually does, he can also ask many questions. He does not let anyone bully him, and while he can take a joke, Nick will quickly and verbally destroy someone (not literally of course) if they insult him.

Guardian: Brother

Location: Nick lives in an average surburban house. Well... it is average on the outside. Nick's room is HUGE, and not very cluttered. His roof is flat, however, and has a pool with a tall diving board and ladder. The rest of the house is filled with his brother's weird collection of movies. They are fun to watch sometimes, but most of them are old, boring, lame, and impossible to sift through. His front yard consists of a driveway and a small lawn with an electric fence around the house, for protection (and because it looks cool). His backyard... well his backyard is non-existent, since there is not much space for one where Nick lives. That is, just outside New York City, New York.

 

 

 

 

Edit (again): Added more to appearance, and Location

[Spartan919]

In that case...

 

Name: Jason Adam Clawborne

Age: 14

Appearance: Jason is tall for a fourteen-year-old; he is about five seven, though he is light, weighing only 135 pounds. He has long, lanky brown hair, and deep-set blue eyes. Along with thick eyebrows, high cheekbones, and a sharp chin, he has quite an intimidating look. He has a small scar running from his chin to his left ear, but he cannot remember how he got it, or how long he's had it.He is slender, but lean. He usually wears a pair of loose jeans, white sneakers, and a solid colored tee shirt or polo shirt, usually red or green.

Interests: As Jason says to anyone who asks, he loves three things in life: books, video games, and computers. When asked why...he talks a bit longer. "I don't really know why I like books," he would say. "It's just...there's so much in there, and it makes my life so boring. I guess it's that feeling of wishing my life were like what I was reading." Video games, he says he likes because they give him an "escape of reality, without the hassle of turning pages." He also likes video games because "I'm the best there is," as he would boast. Jason has always been fascinated with the inner workings of computers, and the different programs that can run on them. "When I grow up," he says, "I'm going to be some fancy computer-making guy, and I'll make loads of money. Plus, I love building, taking apart, and learning about technology...especially computers..."

Personality:Jason is kind, and charming. But he can be quite cocky, especially when he is challenged. Sometimes, he's heard himself be called overconfident, but decisive. Jason does know that he is determined (many people claim he is also stubborn), and is not one to give on something. Also, he loves learning about new things, and is constantly reading books to broaden his level of knowledge.

Guardian: Older sister, Marissa Ann Clawborne

Location: A small, overstuffed, apartment, located on Arabian Street, in Boise City, Idaho

[fenrir]

Seems good. Expand a bit on interests. I don't really need more, just more info on why or if he excels at said interest, etc.

[Spartan919]

How'zat?

[DigiMaster Ragnarok]

Posted my app fenrir. IDK wat to put for height. In the adventure, they all look the same height. I could just put an acutal measurement in though, if needed.

[fenrir]

Both accepted. I've decided to up the number of people aloud. So far we have three boys (including moi) and we need three girls to make the situation even.

[DigiMaster Ragnarok]

Both accepted. I've decided to up the number of people aloud. So far we have three boys (including moi) and we need three girls to make the situation even.

 

lol, well IDK if I know many girls on here, so I couldn't help much with that :(

 

BTW, what about captchalogues? You want us to just all have array? Or something less... cheap? I'd be fine with the one John starts out with (I forget what it's called) but if we could use whichever we wanted, array sounds like my ideal one.

[fenrir]

You'll ether make one up or choose one. But that comes later.

[DigiMaster Ragnarok]

Geez... I though advertising that we NEED girl characters would... well, IDK, attract GIRL characters? Seriously, we need at least 2 girl characters (at least 2, exactly 2, IDK. Ask fenrir. I just like to make cool ideas for the totem lathe and alchemiters) anyways, sad that we don't have girl characters yet :( right now we have either 3 or 4 guy characters, but we need girls to balance it out.

[fenrir]

Hmm. I'll lower it to, two girls now. Since I figure that would be enough anyways.

[DigiMaster Ragnarok]

Fenrir... I'm THIS close to starting my own Homestuck RP just cuz it's annoying as hell to find two girl chars. I am not saying that I won't stay in this RP if we ever do start, but know that we probably won't at the rate we're going -_- but I won't give up... until this dies, if it does. I'm more sad that not enough people have appreciated the amazing-ness and awesome-tissity of Homestuck. Unfortunately, this makes a lack of characters... well... sorta a given.

[fenrir]

((funk this. I'm starting. I'll still be accepting. I'll actually post my app up tomorrow, too tired to do it now...))

 

The ringing of a clock echoed through the young boy's room. The room was dark, with only the faintest of light trying to come in from the drapes. Much like a zombie, a single hand rose up from a mess of a bed, and slouched around to find the clock. Once it had found it's prey, it slammed itself down hard, turning the devil machine off.

 

This, was Dominic. Dominic was a 14 year old boy, that lived in GERMANY. Today was his DAD'S BIRTHDAY. Joy. Two days ago he should of received the SBURB BETA. Yet it hadn't reached it's destination yet. This made him rather pissed off. The young boy got up out of his bed, slouching forward towards the drapes. He slowly opened them, not really wanting the light to come in.

 

As light began pouring in, the boy's room was revealed.

 

Dominic had an interest in WARFARE, including WEAPONS, BOMBS, and VEHICLES. He was also quite interested in JAPANESE ROBOTS, such as MECHAS. And of course, awesome HEAVY METAL, which he tried to play once and a while. His room was messy, with the walls a black color. His bed was in one corner, with his desk besides it. Also beside the bed was the window, which unfortunately was right next to it.

 

The other walls were covered with MOTIVATIONAL WARFARE POSTERS, and awesome NON-MAINSTREAM HEAVY METAL BANDS. Besides his door, which was at the opposite side, was a cabinet. On it were several figurines of cool WOLVES posed in some badass poses. Oh, and yeah, he loved ANIMALS of the FERAL kind.

 

he dragged himself over to his desk, which had an awesome alienware computer. Several games were stacked besides it. Not containing the SBURB BETA. He cringed.

 

He began to log on to his computer, his wallpaper was a nuclear mushroom. How subtle. He instantly clicked on Pesterchum, and checked to see if any of his chums were on.

[Spartan919]

A faint beeping sound echoed through the room. At first, Jason tried to ignore it, but the longer the alarm beeped, the louder and more incessant it got. Groaning, Jason stuck his arm out from under his covers, and waved it around until it found the bedside table. Once it did, it crawled around like a spider, looking for the clock that was the cause of the alarm. Finding it, his hand whacked down on the off button. But it was to no avail. Jason was awake.

 

He pushed the covers off his bed, and stood up. Yawning, he scanned his eyes over his darkened room. Stumbling over, he pressed a few buttons, and got some music to play. The first song to play was one that was one of his favorites: 'Don't Stop Believing' by Journey. Groaning, Jason stumbled over, and flicked the light switch on. As it did, Jason got a better view of his room. All around the walls were posters of various video games, and even book promotional posters. In one corner of his room was his bed, covered in Halo sheets and the like. In another corner was his dressing area, filled with clothes of many varieties. At that thought, Jason looked down at himself. At the moment, he was wearing a pair of dark exercise shorts and a white tank-top, what usually consisted his normal pajamas.

 

Moving over to the third corner, which sat facing the door to his room, Jason sat down at a desk, which was covered in various video game character figures posed perfectly. After a minute, his computer monitor, that of an Alienware gaming computer, turned on. He scanned through the various games he owned, and picked one. As he inserted it, he thought about how he would soon pick up a copy of the SBURB BETA.

[Damiano Tosē]

Tuesday, October 21st, 9:00 a.m....

 

It rained heavenly in Calumet City, Illinois. Rain poured hard like bombs rained in wars. Thunder roared in the skies and striked down the trees, causing the trees to fall onto the ground. Deron's cellphone started to go off on the alarm, playing Shame by his favorite rapper, Wiz Khalifa. He reached his arm onto the desk, tapping the desk trying to find his cellphone.

 

As he finally reached his cellphone, he grabbed it and pulled it close to him. He turned off the alarm and threw his cell phone on the floor. As lightning began to roar loud and rain began to pour hard through his open window, he finally got up from his bed to close the window.

 

As the rain began to pour, he turned on his closet light on. His room was now seen.

 

Deron was just an average black kid living in the suburbs, knowing everybody on every block, every street, every corner, every house, life for him was okayish. The only thing to make it better was the SBURB BETA, a game he never got.

 

Deron's room was just an average room, no wallpaper on the walls, no pictures no nothing. Just.... plain. Trophies stacked on the nightstand from basketball games, AAU games, and other basketball teams he played with.

 

He quickly jumped on the computer and turned the screen as his wallpaper was pitch black. he then clicked onto Pesterchum and Freestyle Street Basketball, to see if any of his buddies were on today.

[fenrir]

((Alright. For the Chumhandles(Your usernames on pesterchum) it goes something like adjectiveThing. Mine for example, is colossalOrion.))

 

Dominic scanned through his chum list, nobody seemed to be on. He sighed slightly. He pulled up his web browser, Kraken, which had an image of tentacles waving here and there and an odd head in the middle. He presumed it was an octopus. His home page was MSPA. He checked to see if there were any new pages. The current adventure wasn't really interesting to be honest. Clicking out, he checked Pesterchum again.

[Damiano Tosē]

Even though nobody he knew was on, he still browsed around Pesterchum to find any other people. Deron's pester name was prophecyArisen. He chose that specific name because he knew that one day, he wish he could be a risen prophecy, just like Jesus Christ. Since nobody was on, he quickly clicked over to his FreeStyle Street Basketball game.

 

His name on there was FallenRain. He was apart of the "FallenProphecies," a group that consisted of the best players in the game who were best friends and associates with Deron. The group consisted on 300 members, with Deron, FallenRain who was a level 45 Sg, being the leader. He logged into the freestyle lobby room and cheked on his clothing. He had enough to buy more but chose not to.

 

After that, he went back on to Pesterchum to see if anybody was on.

[DigiMaster Ragnarok]

The curtains were shut. A dim light tried to pierce the ever-present darkness, but failed miserably in doing so. It was almost impossible to see, the only source of sight being a bright and transfixing glow, emanating from the screen of a running computer.

 

As you zoomed out, you could barely make out a room. Yes, this was definitely somebody's bedroom. Who's exactly? Well, it must have belonged to the boy with the bloodshot eyes, sitting in front of the computer screen, hallucinated by its effervescent gleam. And who was this boy with the blood shot eyes, surrounded by crumpled cans of Red-Bull? Well, it was none other than Nick Izorn Detron.

 

Nick had pulled another one of his 'night-mornings'. This was his word for when he would act like some nocturnal creature, sleeping during the day for at least 12-14 hours. Then, at night, he would get up, and pull an all-nighter, going through the next day, and not going to sleep until late at night. This night-morning was special though. Today was his 14th birthday. Not only that, but Nick was hoping to receive his copy of Sburb today. It was about two-days late, but Nick was SURE today was the day.

 

When examined more closely, you could see that Nick's room was filled with all of his favorite interests. On the wall opposite his bed, which was also the wall where his computer was situated, there hung a wide-variety of weaponry. All from the eras of samurais and ninjas. On a rack was his favorite weapon, his samurai sword. He also had his staff, and his pack of shurikens and steel wire. There were also the various belts he had gained from studying the martial arts.

 

On the wall opposite, in the left corner of his room, lied his bed. It was in the shape of a race-car, and had soccer sheets. By Nick's standards, it was the greatest bed ever invented. Next to the bead was his window, the blinds and curtains closed. Next to the window lay all of Nick's Soccer items. Shin-guards, a few soccer balls, and even a trophy case from many of the tournament's he won.

 

On the wall opposite of his door, Nick's wall was blank. He left it like that just in case he wanted to add something new, or move any stuff there. Up until now, he had no reason to. Across from that wall was the door to Nick's room. It led to the rest of his house. He kept it locked, just so his brother wouldn't sneak in. To the right of the door was his closet. With double doors and a "DO NOT ENTER" sign hanging from the handles, it was obviously a safe haven for anything Nick felt was private. In their was his blow-up ninja figure, a bunch of old toys Nick used to play with, including an RC copter and controller, and a lot of robotic toys.

 

Nick was sitting at his computer, watching the bright screen as if it were the only thing that mattered in life. If he were to acutally look outside into the light right now, he would probably go blind. Nick just finished playing a game on his browser, 'Shinobi', which required your focus and reflexes to open web pages. Sure, it was a chore, but it helped Nick practice, and he had become a master at it, unable to miss. Nick went to his desktop, a picture of a monkey wearing a business suit and a brief case, when he decided to check out his PesterChum to see if any of his chums were on. Oh, Nick thought to himself. It seems that my friend, Dominic, is on. Nick and Dominic were good friends. They shared the same birthday, which Nick thought was cool. He decided to 'pester' Dominic. Nick got on with his Chum Handle, RoboticNinja.

 

"Hi! How's it going?" Nick typed to his chum. "Today's the big day right? The day you and I turn 14, AND the day our Sburb copies are coming in the mail. That's right, I said it. And you know I'm right. Just watch, I bet it's already in the mail." Nick smirked at the thought of this. He waited for his friend's reply.

 

[spoiler=PesterChum Log]

RN: Hi! How's it going?

RN: Today's the big day right?

RN: The day you and I turn 14

RN: AND

RN: the day our Sburb copies are coming in the mail

RN: That's right

RN: I said it

RN: And you know I'm right

RN: Just watch

RN: I bet it's already in the mail

 

 

[fenrir]

Dominic snickered slightly. He stretched his arms out and began to type, letting his messy black hair blind his vision momentarily.

 

CO: sup

CO: dude must i keep telling you

CO: we just have our bday celebration on the same day, my bday is like a day before yours

CO: hold up i think my dads getting the mail

 

He paused, getting up. Approaching the door, he silently placed his ear on it, listening for movement, or anything. Nothing. Slowly he opened it, creeping out. Finally he stepped out, into a long hallways.

[Spartan919]

Jason clicked a few buttons with his mouse, and came to a login screen. He entered his information, his username of "GamingNerd" and his password, and saw that two people he knew, both online and in real life, were already online. He decided he would 'talk' to them.

 

GN: Hey, guys. What's up?

GN: Can't wait to get Sburb.

 

While he waited for a reply, Jason spun around, grabbed a remote, and turned up the volume of his music, also backing it up to the beginning. He closed his eyes, listening to the music of Journey.

[DigiMaster Ragnarok]

OOC: Should we pair up for Sburb server and player? I feel like I'm gearing towards that way with fenrir. Also, you can only talk to one specific person at a time on PesterChum Spartan. Plus, you should refer to us by name when you are saying things like "He saw that 2 people were online."

 

IC: Nick then frowned. He never liked Dominic reminding him about that. Oh well.

 

RN: Oh yeah...

RN: LAME!!!

RN: You should change it

RN: Anyways, I'm gonna go see if Sburb is in the mail yet.

 

Nick got out of his seat, grabbing a glass cup next to his computer, and he grabbed his black cape, to better conceal himself in the dark house. He placed the glass up on the door, and his ear on the cup. He listened... nope, no sign of his brother. Nick slowly opened the door, preparing immeadiately for an attack... nothing. Nick walked out casually. He saw a light changing colors in his brother's room. Huh... probably watchin another one of his lame movies... Nick rushed to the stairs, and glided down the railing. He skillfully flipped backwards, almost colliding into giant shelves of old VHS tapes. He ran to the door, twisted the knob, and went out. He covered his face, his eyes sensitive to the light right now. Nick place on a toy visor, similar to a futuristic devise worn by people to scan objects and such. He, however, was using it to simply decrease the pain the sun was causing to his eyes. He walked to the mail box, carefully avoiding his armed electric fence, and opened the mail. IT'S HERE!! Nick exclaimed in his mind. This was one of the few occasions he was happy that his house was the closest to the mail office, and that he had made friends with the delivery man. Nick ran inside, upstairs, and got back on pesterchum.

 

RN: Yo!

RN: My copy of Sburb is here!

RN: Actually, two copies

RN: One is a server, and one is a player

RN: looks like you'll have to get your copy so we can play together

RN: I'm gonna check up on the other guys

roboticNinja stopped pestering colossalOrion at 7:03 A.M.

 

Nick looked to see if any of his other chums were online. Apparently, Deron was on. Nick began to pester Deron. Knowing that Deron was black, Nick tried to appeal to him with his black side, being half-black.

 

RN: Wazzap!!!

RN: Yo homey, ready to get ill?

RN: I just got my copy of Sburb

RN: What-whaaaat?!?!

RN: I'm waiting for Dominic to find out if his is there

RN: Sooo... is yours there too?

RN: Cuz I need a 2nd to be my server partner

RN: Though I am hoping that Dominic will get his

RN: You should find out if Jason has his

RN: You could pair up with him

 

Nick waited for a response from his chum. heh heh... I'm probably the only one who's got his Sburb copy right now. Now... might as well install it. Won't play, just get ready. Nick installed the player copy first, then the server copy would be installed later. His crappy computer was pretty slow, so his player copy took a while. He waited on pesterchum, to see if dominic was back

[fenrir]

((Yeah that's probably what will happen.))

 

The hallway was dark as well, covered with newspaper articles about some infamous murderer. His father was a detective, and spent most of his day researching and studying this kind of crap hoping to catch this guy. Dominic didn't really care to be honest. He walked down the hallway, entering the living room. A widescreen TV was centered with a Ps3 under it and a couch in front of it. His father wasn't here. Good.

 

He moved on, and headed to his dad's office. Slowly, he began to open the door. It creaked open, and he stepped inside. The room was messy, very similar to an office. A custom suit of knight armor stood in a corner, with a mace beside it. On the wall, was an ornament longsword. On his dad's desk, was the copy of Sburb. YES.

 

Almost immediately he was confronted by his dad, wooden sword in hand.

 

(( Background music go http://homestuck.bandcamp.com/track/beatdown-round-2 ))

 

His dad lunged forward, trying to horizontally slice him. That failed as Dominic rolled around him and jumped over his desk. He grabbed the Sburb beta, and pocketed it. Besides the desk was wooden club, which he grabbed quickly. Dominic rolled out form under the desk, blocking a quick blow from dad then sliding under him, and out the door.

 

(( Music end. ))

 

Dom ran straight to his room, slamming it shut and locking it. God did his dad bother him.

 

He sat back on his seat, and began to install the Sburb data.

 

CO: hey just got it

CO: had to confront my dad but whatever

CO: you there?