(The way he is sitting is so slutty and he freaking know's it)
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The space stretches out between you...
(Taken from the amazing fanfic Eleventh Hour by Le_Vi!! I haven't been in the homestuck fandom since YEARS ago and I'm diving head first into Erisol again. It's all thanks to @eyeonyou for being so amazing and pulling me back♡ Please everyone read this fic and melt together w me)
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I need Brennan to win an award. I need the world to know how exceptional a storyteller he is. How do you plan something like this?
I’m suddenly seeing the rat grinders as a sort of self insert for him. Not character-wise, but as tools for writing a mystery. Usually you start with the solution and work backwards. Brennan had to concoct this solution and prepare for every possible thing that the best DnD players he’s ever known might do to crack his story wide open. He needed an entire party of character foils whose primary goal was to cover their tracks and account for periphery details to outsmart The Bad Kids. An unfathomable amount of work to be able to tell this story at the pace it’s being told.
I found myself remarking earlier in the season how much planning and foreknowledge he had to have to have the variety of dome projections from @caitmayart he does and now I realize that’s just scratching the surface.
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