arachno-phile

[arachno-phile]

tenacioushound‌:

Pembroke has been actively hunting the monsters that crawled through the now weird ruins of the city. He made a pit stop home to drop off a rather large corpse he deemed worthy of a meal. Now he was a decent cook, even if he preferred the meat to be raw. Still kicking as his wife put it. A four legged… Whatever the fuck it was laid thrown haphazardly on the counters. Well… It barely fit there, now did it? 

His room mates better appreciate the feast. Even if it was a bleeding corpse of… Whatever the fuck this is.

@benny-tops-gecko, @horrorsight, @arachno-phile

You’ve developed a pretty “live and let live” philosophy, born through a life of trials and hardships, or something like that. Killing? Shit doesn’t phase you. 

At the same time, though, you really would not come home to a giant mound of flesh sitting on the countertop. Like, it’s fine. It’s chill. But it’s blocking the cabinets.

VRISKA: Uhhhhhhhh...

VRISKA: Can you move that so I can gra8 my cheetos? 

[arachno-phile]

mugjustice‌:

arachno-phile‌:

@mugjustice

Okay, part of the reason you keep fighting instead of just watching from the safety zones is because you sort of want to catch a glimpse of her. At the same time, you don’t know what you’ll say to her, and you might just not say anything, but you at least want the opportunity to not say anything. 

When you see a troll with a teal symbol (though the hair and fashion sense should have immediately tipped you off that something’s weird here), you forget to breathe for a second. Then you realize.

VRISKA: Holy fuck.

VRISKA: You’re a troll. A troll who definitely isn’t from our session.

VRISKA: I mean, I guess anything is possi8le, 8ut this is weird.

You’re great at introductions.

{This cerulean blood just approached you as if you were some long lost sister-like friend or something. You just sip from your mug until she realizes you’re definitely not that.}

{What the fuck is she rambling about?}

yep, confirmmmmed troll

i’ve run into a fewwww of us since i arrived

{You glance back at the monsters. You’re standing at the edge of the perimeter of the safe zone, hoping to observe without being reached}

do you knowwww howwww wwwwe got here

or howwww to get back

i have shit to do

The troll looks at you like you’re a weirdo for getting all worked up about seeing a troll you’ve never met before. Whatever. She doesn’t know your life. She doesn’t know your story.

Anyways. Looks like you’re tasked with laying down some education.

VRISKA: I have no idea how we got here. 

VRISKA: A lot of us were some other place 8efore we got moved here, and I’m pretty sure that place and this place are rel8ted. 

VRISKA: I’ve 8een 8ack to my timeline a couple times, 8ut I always forget I was ever here when I go 8ack. Also, when I go 8ack, it’s like nothing ever changed. 

VRISKA: I don’t know how I got there, or here. We’re all stuck in some kind of crapfest science project, 8ut like, it’s not that 8ad. I’m not dead anymore, for one thing.

VRISKA: So like. You might as well chill out and see what happens. T8ke it from me, you’ll only 8e misera8le if you try too hard to 8e in control of everything.

Wise words of wisdom indeed. You’re sure she loved listening to your rambling! 

[arachno-phile]

twicessected:

arachno-phile:

[You swing your club at one of the goblin guys and almost fall over. Being stuck in a void with no mobility seemed to have fucked with your fighting skills, as well as your walking, sitting and occasionally breathing skills. Maybe if you were allowed to slowly ease back into it all, you’d be alright, but of course there are some monster hoards or what the fuck ever swarming the place barely days after you’ve arrived.]

[The worst of the monsters just appeared right behind you, smashing the poor goblin’s dude head in. This is just your luck. Or is it her luck?]

don’t need your motherfucking help.

>> Gamzee: Prove that you don’t need help by tripping on a sidewalk and eating all kinds of shit

[…]

[Ok, so maybe you do need some help. Maybe you do, actually, need a lot of help right now and shouldn’t be very picky about who gives it. But this is Vriska. You’d rather kick the metaphorical bucket than take any help from her. Which, by the looks of it, you’re going to do real soon if you stay out here by yourself.]

GO AWAY >:o/

[You go tell it to that asphalt, buddy.]

You give him a look that you hope very clearly conveys, “Uh, yeah, it looks like you do need my help.” But just in case the look fails.

VRISKA: Uhhhhhhhh. Sure, 8uddy.

He doesn’t look too good. It’s actually really pathetic and sad seeing him barely able to swing his club around. You feel pity towards him, and layered on top of that, disgust at yourself for feeling said pity.

VRISKA: There’s a safe zone not too far from here. I can clear a path for you. O8viously, since you’re in no shape to fight, you’d 8etter listen to me.

Why are you doing all this? You’d stopped the whole playing the hero bullshit a while ago. 

You decide to stop asking yourself questions while you stare at him, waiting for him to get up. Perhaps you should try to help him? 

You’ll stare a bit longer first. See what he decides to do.

[arachno-phile]

@mugjustice

Okay, part of the reason you keep fighting instead of just watching from the safety zones is because you sort of want to catch a glimpse of her. At the same time, you don’t know what you’ll say to her, and you might just not say anything, but you at least want the opportunity to not say anything. 

When you see a troll with a teal symbol (though the hair and fashion sense should have immediately tipped you off that something’s weird here), you forget to breathe for a second. Then you realize.

VRISKA: Holy fuck.

VRISKA: You’re a troll. A troll who definitely isn’t from our session.

VRISKA: I mean, I guess anything is possi8le, 8ut this is weird.

You’re great at introductions.

[arachno-phile]

@voidofair

Fighting goblins is relatively easy, really, but the fuckers just keep spawning. What’s worse is that it’s not like a video game where the bodies just sort of disappear. No, the bony corpses are almost more obnoxious than killing the things.

What you need is someone STRONG to crush the bones to powder.

You haven’t really seen Equius in ages, which is really kind of bad of you. He was a good neighbor, after all. It was fun being in cahoots and anticipating how you would stab each other in the back. Metaphorically, of course. You have nothing against Equius, and the metal arm he built for you was pretty rad.

VRISKA: Heeeeeeeey, Equius.

VRISKA: Good to see you! Really. You’re pro8a8ly strong as ever, right?

VRISKA: Anyways. You see all these corpses? I’ve 8een hard at work m8king this city livea8le 8ecause smashing things is fun, 8ut I can’t really walk around here. 

You pause to elbow a goblin in the eye socket.

VRISKA: Can you, like, help clear a path or something?

[arachno-phile]

@chilidawgz​

You’ve ventured outside the safe zones, not so much to protect them, but because fighting shit gives you something to do. In the distance, amidst throngs of creatures, you see buildings slowly materializing, and you’re honestly interested in what they’re going to be. It feels like new beginnings or something cheesy like that, and you maybe feel a bit of... hope?

That’s silly. In fact, while you were taking a self-indulgent moment to philosophize, a blue creature very nearly ran straight into you.

VRISKA: Hey! I get that there’s a lot going on and you pro8a8ly gotta go fast, 8ut while you’re going fast, can you also look where you’re headed?

[arachno-phile]

@twicessected

Different place, same bullshit. Honestly, it adds a little excitement, you guess.

The goblins are fine, and kind of fun to smash to bits. You could still do without the ghosts, though.

Ignoring the ghosts and back to the goblins, then. The bony fuckers just keep coming back for more, and you really think they’re becoming more vicious with time. You’re crunching your fist through a mess of the things when you see the back of one of your least favorite trolls, if you had to list them. Honestly, when he was afraid of you it was almost kind of cute, but the shit he pulled after you died was decidedly not cute.

For some reason, you nevertheless sock a goblin in the skull before it can wrap its arms around your acquaintance. Some might say you’re a nicer person than you used to be. 

VRISKA: You 8etter watch yourself. These things are weak, 8ut they don’t know when to stop.

You’ve probably made things awkward now. That’s what you get when you decide to play the hero for Gamzee fucking Makara. Good job, Vriska. Really, great work!

[arachno-phile]

Y’all know the drill. Like this post for a small event starter. Capped at 4.

[arachno-phile]

Y’all know the drill. Like this post for a small event starter. Capped at 4.

[arachno-phile]

[Like this post if you’d like to be on a team with spidertroll.]

[arachno-phile]

Also quick masterpost rundown of the Città situation for anyone who may not be in the loop, be it partially or entirely:

Kei’s post

David’s post

David’s follow up

David’s public twitter

Kei’s twitter

Hika’s explanation thread

Isola twitter

Isola tumblr blog

[arachno-phile]

Vriska will be moving to the new group! In the meantime, my twitter is @vrindsay and it’s locked, but please feel free to send a follow request. Also, I don’t really know how to use discord, but I have one! It’s vrindsay #3516 (yes there’s a pattern here)

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herokind:

blowyourhousedown:

herokind:

blodaue:

“ you should give them a try, ff15 is really fun and super easy to play. i also love ff7 “

“ okay i might sometime if i have the money for it. but for now i will just base all of my information on the wiki page “

hey guys whats going on in this thread

don’t steal my icons oh my god

there’s no reason to make a 8ig deal out of 8orrowing icons ::::/

[arachno-phile]

VRISKA: 8oo8s

[arachno-phile]

Please unfollow if you’re staying affiliated with Citta Alveare.

[arachno-phile]

@herokind

You’re at the pet store, looking at tarantulas and smiling at how adorable they are. You hope someone has been taking care of Nic (and you don’t want to think about what it means if that isn’t the case). Anyways, Nic is the only spider for you because he’s the softest, strongest, smartest creature that ever lived, is living, or will live or otherwise exist. 

You’re getting a little caught up in your thoughts. Back to the spiders. 

Except, you glance at the aisle over instead, and right by the rabbits, there’s someone you’ve been doing your very best to avoid. And, also at that moment, your luck decides to abandon you, and said person meets your gaze.

Well. You can’t just walk away because then he’d know you’re avoiding him. He’s probably the one trying to avoid you, which is really kind of offensive, though at the same time you know why he’s avoiding you and you kind of regret some (a lot?) of things that happened. But like, that’s in the past, right?

VRISKA: Why are you looking at those creatures when spiders are clearly 8etter?

You always know how to start a conversation. Nice one, Vriska.