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kiena-tesedale.livejournal.com) wrote in
crack_van2013-01-10 05:04 pm
Dyadic by noveltyhorns (Teen)
Fandom: HOMESTUCK
Pairing: none
Length: 9k
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author Website: On AO3
Why this must be read:
The mechanics of playing the game are rarely examined during a story. Most fics don't take place during a normal game, after all. This story, though, focuses on a sidequest Sollux and Karkat work on together - delving into the game mechanics at the same time as showing their friendship. It also touches on tiny things from canon that are rarely brought up in fic - like Karkat and Sollux switching fetch modi, fray motifs, or Sollux's shuriken.
"I'm fi-" He stops abruptly, eyes widening as basilisks and imps retreat from the widened circle of radiance on both sides, a dark, roiling sea of goat and bull horns, scales and spider legs and stunted grub wings slipping back and melting into invisibility and sudden silence. "Or maybe I'm not."
"Shit," Karkat breathes, reaching down to pick up his other sickle. A violent, clicking chatter of crab pincers echoes through the corridor. "But they're probably pretty weak, right?"
"If there are hundreds of them and two of us in the dark," Sollux hisses, protecting his head with his curled arms in a way that Karkat would find amusing in other circumstances, "I'd say they can probably fuck our shit up on general principle. That rock hurt pretty bad."
Dyadic
Pairing: none
Length: 9k
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author Website: On AO3
Why this must be read:
The mechanics of playing the game are rarely examined during a story. Most fics don't take place during a normal game, after all. This story, though, focuses on a sidequest Sollux and Karkat work on together - delving into the game mechanics at the same time as showing their friendship. It also touches on tiny things from canon that are rarely brought up in fic - like Karkat and Sollux switching fetch modi, fray motifs, or Sollux's shuriken.
"I'm fi-" He stops abruptly, eyes widening as basilisks and imps retreat from the widened circle of radiance on both sides, a dark, roiling sea of goat and bull horns, scales and spider legs and stunted grub wings slipping back and melting into invisibility and sudden silence. "Or maybe I'm not."
"Shit," Karkat breathes, reaching down to pick up his other sickle. A violent, clicking chatter of crab pincers echoes through the corridor. "But they're probably pretty weak, right?"
"If there are hundreds of them and two of us in the dark," Sollux hisses, protecting his head with his curled arms in a way that Karkat would find amusing in other circumstances, "I'd say they can probably fuck our shit up on general principle. That rock hurt pretty bad."
Dyadic
