Homestuck.XYZ 2.0

deftTechnician posted at [3 PM] on [April 18th, 2025], from [ Hesphir District, Dysestheria] TOPIC: new phone whose dis extensive rock collection? sounds pretty cool! must be a lot of unique rocks out there then, hah. just got off work with my boss after learning some more about fixing up some of th...

deftTechnician posted at [2:21 AM] on [April 18th, 2025], from [ Hesphir District, Dysestheria] TOPIC: new phone whose dis hello there hopefully nice people! (not trying to be rude) how are things on this fine day slash night slash whatever time it may be? given that this connection is time-and-spac...

Emphasis on was. The 4chan of 2010 is not the 4chan of 2020. Even back in those days, I can't say that the influence of 4chan was a positive one, especially since Homestuck parodies those types (SA was a bigger and better influence you can't change my mind). imagine paying ten whole dollars to post...

Keep it, and what luigi said is right desu

...a word filter taken from 4chan ain't exactly becoming a, hem hem, scary four chans community!
and /hsg/ was a huge part of the early homestuck fandom, let's not forget :^)

(( you were blatantly implying that he was having his bronzeblood controlling drones which is kinda... wack of a thing to assume abt his rp skill given that most people seem to at least vaguely know bronzes can't do anything relating to drones))

"Well, you certainly seem to be quite the...artist both with inspiration towards food and speaking, heh. You've got a cooking show? Must be quite interesting, doing something you're good at infront of an audience!" The next bit is said with a slight mock self-deprecating tone, "Don't think I could d...

The pale human would get bumped into, making him mumble a "Whoops" as he scooted out of the way of what Sefron was doing. "It's completely fine, sometimes people just get real buried deep into what they love...so, do you have something specific you're trying to do? Or is it just whatever inspiration...

Jonathan would move to oh so casually, not nervously at all, no sir, edge past the seadweller to get into the kitchen. Sometimes you've just gotta see what the mysterious dream alien house has for food, you know?

Jonathan nods, trying to seem like he vaguely understands the more fancy words the seadweller was saying and probably failing. The toolbox that sat at his feet probably shows he is no intellectual, more of a blue collar peon if you will. "Yep, human, that's it."

"Well, I'm a human, and err...no, I do not happen to be a rainbow drinker or any sort of vampire. Humans just have a lot of variety in the colors of our skin and hair depending on genetics, which is stuff that I honestly don't know much about, hah. Machines and the like are way easier to understand ...

"Well, I guess I should say welcome to...wherever or whatever this place exactly is, Mister Saf...Sefron." Jonathan would correct his near mispronunciation with a good amount of quickness, trying to not make it too obvious he nearly messed it up. He looks around at the room and generally the archite...

"I uh, guess the feeling well bit came from the lady healing you? Guess you're okay though, so err, no real reason for me to be paranoid about it." The human shrugs as he readjusts his position on the couch, glancing at the other people in the room.

"I don't think I uh, count towards being astutely conversational much, hah." There's a sort of underlying nervousness that brings an edge to Jonathan's voice, one that ebbs and flows depending on exactly who he's talking towards. Much more tense towards the seadweller than to the void player, for ex...

"Well, uh, you kinda got...err...I really don't know how to explain it. I guess it was some kinda ritual? This cerulean chick just appeared behind you and uh, you fell asleep. She took you to the water and cut your hand to leave the bubble, from what she was saying, it was...pardon my language, real...

The pale and orange-y haired non-troll would be clearly a smidge startled, seemingly not having noticed the seadweller before they spoke up. Before he could answer or really respond, Jaradi would end up clambering around him towards the other side of the couch she had been propped up on, causing his...

((maybe don't ignore people's actions and stuff, Yknow, as a tip to better roleplaying)

"It'd be err, rude of me to speculate on that, if I'm going to be honest." Says Jonathan as he sets the surprisingly light purpleblood down on one of the couches, making sure she's got some of the cushions on one side to be propped up slightly. Then, he'd try to perhaps put the mask back on Jaradi's...

("Finally, this is Alternia, Hiveswap/Friendsim. The empress is Trizza. Please don't come here with cherubs, humans, or fan races.")

Jonathan just kinda stares at this very...flashy and odd battle. Kinda weird that those two still had weapons despite what Nariet did haha. Of course, getting into the hive and finding a place to set down Jaradi takes precedent over gawking at a magical slapfight, so he'd continue getting the hell a...