sevsgirl42

Tavros Nitram, high school junior, was slowly making he way to the auditorium for the annual talent show. He wouldn't have even bothered if it hadn't been for his best friend and secret crush,of four years, Gamzee Markara.  They had met in seventh grade when Vriska,the class bitch, was making fun on him because he was in a wheel chair. Gamzee made sure she knew "That's not cool motherfucker!" and they became instant friends. Sure the older boy had some 'habits' that made him a little absent minded but that just made Tavros love all the more. When he rolled himself into the auditorium it was almost packed and so he parked himself in the front

 Sick day. Dirk Strider poped his head into his little brothers bedroom and when he saw he was still asleep decided to wake him up. He placed little Cal right beside his face and began to poke him. "Hey little bro wake up. It's time for school." Dave opened his eyes, saw little Cal and jumped. "Damnit bro do you have to do this every morning?" Dave asked setting up. "You would think after all this time you would be used to it. Woah little dude you look like shit." Dirk said observing his brother. "Well gee thanks." Dave said reaching for his shades. "No you seriously don't look good are you feeling okay?" He asked reaching out and putti

Your name is Gamzee Markra and you set just like every other day facing a wall not really looking or seeing. The only way you can tell you're alive anymore is the faint ache in your vascular pump. You miss him. The one you thought was going to be your matesprite. The only one you were ever red for. Tavros. You look beside you to his lifeless head. Never blinking,smiling or laughing. None of the sweet things your Tavbro used to do. You feel some liquid falling on your arm and hold out your hand. When did you start to cry? It doesn't matter. Karkat has tried many times to get you to come out but you refused each time. You just want to be alone.

Name: Kris Kats Age: 16 Hight: 6'4 Weight: 150 Sexuality: Gay Eye color: really light blue almost pastel Hair color: Orange Birthplace: Washington Other facial features/other appearance details: He is really pale with lots of freckels. He doesn't get much sun because he prefers the world of the internet. His hair always sticks out in odd places.Both his ears are pireced. Dress (style/color): He almost always wears a plain black hoddie. The shirt he wears is purple and has an orange on it. (It's an inside joke between him and his best friend.) He sometimes wears girls ear rings and shirts. Description of room: The walls are covered

Gamzee was setting in the ER again for the third time in two weeks. All the nurses and the doctor knew him as soon as he came in. "So Mr.Makara what was it this time?" Dr.Cline asked bandaging up his forearm. "there was this motherfucking cat with three legs running along the road and I was trying to help it and this motherfucking car just hit me." He said waving his other arm to illustrate his point. "Are you sure you weren't just seeing one of your miracles?" The doctor asked knowing of the boys 'Special' activities. "No man this cat was as real as you and me. Poor little kitty I hope it's okay." He said pouting. "The cat is fine it's

                                bachelor party                                By:Sevsgirl42 I sigh as I take another drink of the wiskey i'm nurseing and stare off to the back walls of this seedy bar.I always hated parties and this one was no diffrent,well maybe I had a little more reason to hate this one. My brother comes up to me and tries to start conversation about the wedding tomarrow and how he can't believe it's already here,Yeah me either. I continue to drink and try to tune him out when I look outside I see my bestfriend Chris. I down the rest of my drink and make some half assed excuse so he will let me leave. I push back my bars