Homestuck.XYZ 2.0

This thread is a basic Homestuck OC roleplay thread, set inside a collection of dreambubbles.
The setting (for now) is an Alternian beach. The sun is warm, but thankfully the dreambubbles aren't as cruel as Alternia, and as such it's safe to go out. The water is nice and cool, and by the shore sits a communal hive made to inhabit several people at once. It has all the luxuries of a highblood's hive, and everyone is welcome.

Fanspecies OCs are allowed, but you have to get them approved by me first.
No one-liners, and please write in paragraphs.

Well this is a sure day, isn’t it?

what

Well, you know how it is. Life, and all that.

Cheshire_Creeper wrote: ↑

Thu Nov 21, 2019 9:47 am

Well, you know how it is. Life, and all that.

(( ah. didnt realize you were roleplaying. hold on while i add somethin to the rules stuff)

((I recommend you start the thread off with an example, Adder. Introduce a character so others know what they're in for))

Dream Muttman wrote: ↑

Thu Nov 21, 2019 7:17 pm

((I recommend you start the thread off with an example, Adder. Introduce a character so others know what they're in for))

(( ah. thanks. yeah that's a good idea. ))

A young troll woman (9 sweeps, to be exact) finds herself on the shore. Her name is Jaradi... Jaradi what? She's... not going to share her last name? Huh. Okay???

Anyway. Jaradi is a purpleblooded troll who stands at a height of 4'5" (excluding her horns), and she wears a pastel-purple dress/robe with her sign on it in black. Her horns are uneven, with one being "generic", and the other curling up in a way a cobra might before it strikes at prey. She wears a mask, and its appearance is similar to old "theatre masks", except the mouth is a painted row of sharp teeth, and a star pattern covers one eye-hole.

She glares around, before noticing the seaside hive. She stands, not bothering to brush the sand off of her dress, and walks inside. Her footsteps are very noticeably quiet.

JARADI: ( where am i. )

Suddenly, there is a stomping footsteps. A man, with giant boots, moth-eaten coat, and a clockwork eye, is coming up the beach. He looks out of place in the scene, in fact, it would be safe to say that there is no place that this man would look like he wouldn't look out of place in.

Tall, though. Very Tall. Must be a purpleblood, by the way he swings his comical arms out this way and that.

JHONAS: Well this is a sure day, isn’t it?

Jaradi whips her head around to face the troll, and her pupils dilate into reptilian slits as she gives the other a blank stare through the eyeholes of her mask.
She may be short, but... she's incredibly creepy. If the mouth on her mask wasn't very clearly just painted on, one might almost think that it was.. opening and closing slightly with her breathing, the sharp teeth interlocking like puzzle pieces.

But that's ridiculous.

JARADI: ( . . . . . )

The Purple Blood does not seem Phased by This. In fact, given what he says next, he seems to regard it as being...a good fashion choice?

JHONAS: Ah, Athestic. Always nice to see that being brought back.

JARADI: ( ... )
JARADI: ( ... )
JARADI: ( do you mean aeSsthetic? )

She tilts her head, her pupils returning to regular size. Her messy hair covers the top of her mask slightly, but she doesn't seem to notice or care.

some poor, half conscious bastard would find himself washing up on the beach, the most identifiable and striking things about him being the lack of horns, pale skin, and his ginger-orange hair. what a fucking nerd human, huh? he just kinda lays there on his side, coughing up a bit of seawater.

At the arrival of the newcomer, Jaradi snaps her neck around to look at him as if she sensed his presence, tilting her head slightly. Then she turns, and with a rush of wind she stands over him, silently. Watching. Waiting.

JARADI:
JARADI:
JARADI: ( what the fuck are you. )

After a few seconds of just blankly staring at the troll woman, the human's brain would seem to slooowly begin to start being active with him jolting back a little. His hand clutches a toolbox of some sort.
Jona: "Uh...what am I?"
He seems to be asking that to himself for a few seconds as he looks at his hands, which seem to be covered by a half pair of gloves.
Jona: "Oh, yeah, I'm a human! Damn, my head hurts."

Jaradi simply stares for a moment. Her eyes narrow slowly, before opening wide again. The creepy smile of her mask seems to become more genuine, despite being a fake painting on a fake face.
JARADI: ( you are weak and can not harm me. i do not know what a hyoomandamyheadurtSs iSs, but you are not a threat to me which makeSs uSs friendSs. )

"It's, uh, pronounced "Hyu-man, just saying." It takes him a few more seconds of deep breaths before he pushes himself off the sand and onto his feet. "I don't know how to feel about being called weak, but err, friends are always nice!" Seems like the dude's about a foot taller than her, give or take an inch.

Oh, she does not like this one bit.
Jaradi stands on her tippy toes, to try and be at equal height with Jona. She continues speaking like this as if this is a completely normal thing.
JARADI: ( what iSs your name heeyooman my name iSs jaradi i will not tell you my laSst name it belongSs to my diSsgraceful anceSstor i will not uSse it i wont what iSs your name )
She sure has a weird way of speaking.

It takes a little bit for the human to get used to how the troll woman speaks. "Ah, my name's Jona! Or you could call me Jonathan if you want. It's err, nice to meet you, Miss Jaradi." Jonathan looks around the beach, scratching his head to get some sand out. "Are you a uh...Troll? Alternian? I think that's the name."

Jaradi stares for a moment, before tilting her head and seeming confused.
JARADI: ( i am a troll yeSs but i do not know what an alturneeann iSs? )