Homestuck.XYZ 2.0

You are now this guy.

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And, you must admit . . .

You're a little bit confused.

You don't recall falling asleep to the slumber world in a barren void. As a matter of fact; you're rather sure you don't know a white void of any sort. . .

And yet, here you lay. You guess there's always time to experience new things.

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==> Get Up.



With a raise of your wonderfully painted and greatly articulated legs, you are now as up as up can up. And that's a lot of up.

Your eyes adjust to the blinding white of the void around you. It would be a bit easier to get focused if your they weren't so oversized. But that's the price you pay for having huge eyes.

There's the sneaking suspicion that whatever higher power decided to give you such eyes is snickering to themselves at your predicament.

How rude.

At least you aren't alone in your eyesight. There seems to be a rather large eye installed directly above that door right in front of you. With the presence of objects in this White Place, you suppose it's not really a void.

More a Whitescape.

But to be specific helps no one.

You ought to find out what to do in a situation like this . . .

If ONLY. There was something to command your passive self about the Whitescape.

>Examine the doorknob.

You guess you can just sort of reach out and...

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You know the floor looks pretty nice this time of year, doesn't it.

>leave the Whitespace and go to the Blackspace

> Intimidate the Eye

==> Leave the Whitescape, go to the Blackscape



You don't really know IF there's a Blackscape here... But hey, it never hurts to see what you find, now, is it?

So you just focus real hard... And to yourself, you mummer. You want to go to the Blackscape . . .

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You have to admit, you didn't actually expect this.

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==> Intimidate The Eye



Your attempts to intimidate the eye fall flat, as you are instead met with badly drawn mouth. It bares it's teeth, like some sort of animal.

You must admit ( AGAIN ); you're somewhat uncomfortable with this entire thing.

==>Look around?

> Twist the doorknob while the eye is distracted.

>ask the mouth if you can go through the door

>Might as well be polite, no?

==> Look around?



There sure is a whole lot of nothingness going on in here, huh. You guess you had a reason for calling it the Blackscape.

You imagine the Whitescape is much the same way. In fact; there's little to doubt that idea of yours. So little that you aren't doubting it at all.

The doubt centers of Mind Land are at an absolute 0.5% in their energy discharges. Which isn't a lot but still a bit worrying.

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==> Twist the doorknob while the eye is distracted.





Against all odds the mouth upon the wall turns directly towards you. And keeps a close tooth on you. You can feel the burn of it's judging gaze. A gaze that it doesn't even have.

You put your hand down again, and make another comment regarding the floor as it assumes it's original position.

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==> ask the mouth if you can go through the door

==> Might as well be polite, no?



A fine idea, you attempt to strike up a friendly conversation with the mouth, like so:

>fuck this stupid fucking door mouth
>enough politeness
>go absolutely fucking APESHIT. Kick the Blackscape's walls, gesture rudely toward the mouth, call his mother a fart-birther. Let this motherfucker that you mean BUSINESS. And your BUSINESS is to GET THROUGH THAT DOOR.

>fuck this stupid fucking door mouth
>enough politeness
>go absolutely fucking APESHIT. Kick the Blackscape's walls, gesture rudely toward the mouth, call his mother a fart-birther. Let this motherfucker that you mean BUSINESS. And your BUSINESS is to GET THROUGH THAT DOOR.

>use head to break your fall

>Look around for anything you can use to comfort your sore head.