The thing most people don’t seem to get about becoming a ship is that you don’t become a computer so much as the computer becomes you. This and this alone you can appreciate about your current status– all the books you’d read back in your days as a pretty good psionic nothing to write home about, before anybody’d even heard of the Signless, had tried and failed to capture the supposed poetic tragedy that comes with becoming the brain of a spaceship (not Helmsman, you never say Helmsman, you hear that enough from her it kind of makes you gag in anybody else’s voice), because the truth is what’s so bad about it isn’t anything to do with a lack of free will. Sure okay, you’re being forced to serve under the Condesce and there’s essentially no use in fighting it since it’s either this or what they call autopilot, which you guess you should mention is not a thing you can ever come back from, not the way she talks about it anyway.
If her Condescension is to be believed, this involves living out the rest of your life with all of your senses and basically nothing else: like a little animal with basic instincts and emotions so far as fear counts as one, but no will to even bother wishing could be free. But honestly? You’ve got about a thousand times the brain mass of even any of the other pilots in this galaxy and any psionic not talented enough to receive this so-called honor gets their brainspace chopped up into little bits, not the other way around.
Since the only punishment she knows how to give you is such an all-or-nothing kind of deal, all you have to do is not make her mad– like, really mad– like mad enough to give up the only stable relationship in her entire life and spend the next ten thousand sweeps or so watching his body sit there with no memory of who either of them are– and you get to keep this body the size of a whole city and barter the Empress out of conquering defenseless planets to your heart’s content. Hey man, check it out! In a sense you got just what you and the Signless wanted, because you’re bringing more peace to the universe than he could have even if he hadn’t been brutally murdered before he hit fifteen.
But no, really, none of this is that bad. None of this is the worst part. Huh, what? What is the worst part?
[Image description: A drawing of Terezi and Sollux, flatly colored in shades of mint, periwinkle and salmon. Terezi is grinning deviously and holds a megaphone. She’s holding onto a reluctant Sollux by the collar of his sweater. Small periwinkle text surrounds Sollux’s side of the picture, all written in his quirk, and meant to be fairly decipherable. On the right side, the text is written in Terezi’s quirk, and reads, “TEAM TEREZI HEARTS SOLLUX NEEDS YOU; IT’S LIKE TWO GENIUSES FOR THE PRICE OF ONE, WITH A HOT NERD ON THE SIDE.”]
Team Terezi♥Sollux still needsat least one more member to qualify for the HSO! More promotional information (“information”) can be found here and here.
COMMISSIONS POST! (aka “plz give me money so i can give money to homestuck while still having money for my brain”) (aka “i’ve never done this before so here’s to hoping for no major crap-ups”)
my moirail and i are living together right now, crammed into one bedroom in the same house as my parents, and they’re getting pretty sick of us eheh…hehehe… but neither of us are able to hold down a job due to largely untreated mental illness, and we’re hoping to move out by the beginning of next year (2013) because i firmly believe that getting away from my parents will be the key to being able to function again.
xie and i are dedicatedcosplayers (made so clear by our blogs, i’m sure) which, of course, eats up our funds in the blink of an eye; AND on top of that we’re hoping to have some money to contribute to the homestuck game kickstarter fund– all without losing sight of our goal to move out by next january. i’ll admit all these goals are virtually unobtainable, but any help you can give would be fiercely appreciated.
I WILL DRAW anything homestuck, any OC(s), animals, furries, AUs, comics, weird ships, fetish art– WHATEVER YOU WANT, though i may have to charge extra for nsfw art. i’ll draw you something from another fandom if you want though it may take extra time/funds for me to familiarize myself with the source material.
PRICES ARE AS FOLLOWS, though i am definitely willing to negotiate a deal especially for friends hehehe ;D
just lines– $3-6 per body; add $3-6 for background depending on complexity
colored sketch– $4-8 per body; add $4-8 for background
flat color– $4-12 per body; add $4-12 for background
full color– $7-15 per body; add $7-15 for background
contact me here, by email (shoesbeforepants@gmail) or on skype (scromplimentary) with your request, and i’ll give you a time estimate. THANK YOU SO MUCH IN ADVANCE FOR YOUR HELP!!
[Image description: a drawing of Terezi (left) and Sollux (right), done in pixel art in shades of gray, mustard yellow, teal and red. Both characters are delighted to the point of glittery eyes and bright blush– though they may also be drunk. Drawn by tumblr user heybuddyboy.]
this is meant as a thank you to all those who’ve joined this team: dreamwidth users vivianesection, shinzui14, motionless, sidehewalksinbeauty, and even or maybe especially brett (rieduentant) for putting up with my otp longings as first choice :p most of that first powerpoint was xir doing, by the way!!
ooh, and just because we have enough members now doesn’t mean i should stop recruiting more, right?? so i might send this guy around too.
text reads: “ii 2wear two god FF iit2 NOT IINTERE2TIING.” / “PL-E-E-EAS-E?!”
i feel like this would be about 90% of what these two would actually take away from any given feelings jam
also i just find it sort of disappointing that all fanworks for them have her being so legitimately good for him when in canon (and what, to be honest, what i like about them is that) they seem to be in a relationship purely for the sake of convenience :O fef just flounces around, proudly announcing to the world that her lowblood boyfriend has problems
every au dave worth reading about has had his knowledge of swords reduced to “check out this one i got at california adventure
"the scuffs are from splash mountain
"had to make sure i picked up some souvenir splash mountain dirt”
(gone o gone are the days of caring about all the cis boys waving goodbye to the most badass part of dave, mist in their eyes
(cry me a frickin river)