First hack

[a1a100]

A. In the house.

[Good morning Mayfield, today seems like a particularly lovely day, no? Well despite the lovely weather, a certain boy isn't pleased. He gets out of his bed and rubs his eye, looking around the unfamiliar room.]

Where the hell ith thith?

[After standing up, he notices a full body mirror on the wall. And what he was looking at made him flinch a little. He walks over to the mirror and places his hand on it, the image reflecting his motions. He was missing his horns, his fangs, his grey skin, and his red and blue eyes. not to mention that he was in clothes that he didn't recognize, a plain black tank top and plaid boxers.]

What happened to my body?

[Without hesitation, he moves over to his closet and changes into a random outfit, a yellow and black sweater vest and black jeans. Then he hurries down the hall, not really sure what he was looking for.]

B. The streets of Mayfield.

[If you guys are taking a walk, wandering around, or just looking out your window, you may notice a certain heterochromic, sweater vest wearing boy run by. What could be his issue? Well, you're going to have to ask him if you want to find out!]

Comments

[windplay.livejournal.com]

Oh man, that sounds pretty cool. I am sorry about the lisp though, but I can still pretty much understand all of your words!

Also, you said you're Karkat's best friend? I thought that was Gamzee.

[a1a100.livejournal.com]

KK ith Gamthee'th betht friend, thure. But I'm KK'th betht friend and he'th mine. You get that, right?

[windplay.livejournal.com]

Hehe, yeah, I understand.

And I can't say I am qualified to be KK's best friend yet, but I am his buddy! This must mean we are fellow buddies from another buddy.

[a1a100.livejournal.com]

Heheh, for a human, you're pretty okay.

[windplay.livejournal.com]

[ John lightly laughs again and reaches up to pull his hood over his head, at which he instantly remembered he didn't have his god tier clothes anymore! Welp. ]

So where should we start?

[ He looks around as if really looking at the place for the first time. ]

[a1a100.livejournal.com]

Uh, I'll sthtart on thith end of the houthe and you thtart on the other?

[windplay.livejournal.com]

Okay, but maybe we should stick together. So things won't be so hectic when we meet the real owner.

[ He started pacing around the hallway, glancing at the pictures to get a sneak peek of who exactly lived here, but...

What in the hell is going on in here. ]

Do I even want to know...

[a1a100.livejournal.com]

It'th kind of creepy how there are pictureth of uth with other people, huh?

[He stares at one of the portraits for a long time before speaking again.]

Maybe... maybe we're thuppothed to live here? It would make thenthe I mean, all of the clotheth in the clothet of the room I came from were my thtyle, my thithe. There are picthureth of uth pothing like we know each other.

[He looks back to the room he came from and walks over to the door.]

There'th even my name on the door!

[Be it as it may it's drawn on a piece of paper and taped on.]

[windplay.livejournal.com]

But I've never even seen you in my life! Maybe you guys can with your stalkerish viewports, and I dunno about you, but this whole thing reeks of a really bad horror movie. It's kind of creepy.

[ He looks at a photo of a baby version of him and Sollux taking a bath. ]

Make that super creepy. I wonder if this kinda makes us brothers, then.

[a1a100.livejournal.com]

[He looks over at John and tilts his head a little.]

Brotherth?

[windplay.livejournal.com]

Oh right, troll families work differently than human families do.

It's like... imagine being born with another wriggly troll at the same time. And you two live together under the same roof! It's like having your best friend grow up with you, except you two are related.

[a1a100.livejournal.com]

By the lookth of it--

[He pics up another photo of the two. They were both younger and opening presents on Christmas day.]

I gueth we are.

(1/?)

[windplay.livejournal.com]

Hehe, I never had a brother before. This might even be kind of awesome.









[ Wait. What's that he's holding in the picture? ]

(2/?)

[windplay.livejournal.com]

(3/?)

[windplay.livejournal.com]

(edit: done)

[windplay.livejournal.com]

[ Oh hell no.

It seems no matter what alternate universe he was in, there was absolutely no escape from the clowns. Ever. ]

Auuugh! Why!!!

Pfffft I love you

[a1a100.livejournal.com]

I'm interethted in what having one ith like.

[Then he looks at the picture and back at John.]

What'th wrong?

i love you too :3c

[windplay.livejournal.com]

Bluh. Clowns are stupid and that's all there is to say on the matter.

What did you get?

<:3c

[a1a100.livejournal.com]

[He looks back at the picture again.]

It lookth like thome kind of pluth bee.

[windplay.livejournal.com]

Haha, oh man! Are bees your troll thing? Like Vriska with her gross spiders and spidery eights.

[a1a100.livejournal.com]

Well back on Alternia I took care of beeth. I gueth you could thay I liked them a lot. At leatht I like them more than any other animal.

[windplay.livejournal.com]

So a beekeeper, then? That's pretty cool.

Does that mean you make honey too?

[a1a100.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I made Mind Honey which ith very dangerouth to be conthumed by anyone. It wath for my luthuth.

[windplay.livejournal.com]

Jee, all of you sure do a lot of stuff for your lususes... lusi, or whatever!

I guess that's a normal thing for trolls? You guys say it's your duty, but it's kind of cute that you care.

[ Shush, everything is cute to Egbert. ]

[a1a100.livejournal.com]

Well yeah it'th a normal thing. They take care of uth but in return we have to take care of them.

[He rubs the back of his head.]

It'th not that I care, it'th jutht how thingth work.

[Now he's all embarrassed thanks Egbert.]