In the year 1986, A young man stands in his room. Today, the 16th of June, is the date scheduled for you and your friends to have a highly exclusive experience for a much anticipated game. The young man is expecting to find this game in their mailbox today. He is expecting the game to be enclosed in a pair of envelopes, and printed on these envelopes, he is expecting to find his name!
What do you suppose the name on the envelopes will be?
==>Enter Name
You cannot enter his name!!! It was already engraved in his HONORARY PLACRONYM on his 13th birthday, which was about two and a half years ago, and has been sitting here neatly on the wall ever since. Attempting to engrave it with another name after completing this sacred rite of passage is practically unheard of, and is a gesture nearly as offensive as it would be if you tried to name him something dumb like FartFace Dumbass. Luckily he is not the sort to hold a grudge, and he will let it slide this time. As long as you hurry up and get his big day started!
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Your name is MICK COLLINS. You love swords. ALL SWORDS. You also love MUSIC. You would describe your taste in Music as ECLECTIC, but in truth, it isn't much less than TOTALLY INDISCRIMINATE, you just love 8-bit and REMIX. You bluster frequently of exuberance for Your ROLLER SKATING ABILITIES. You're known to be found always with some sort of FOOD in your hand.
What else? You sure like to WRESTLE. Did you mention SWORDS yet? Also, DOG TAGS. Gosh you love DOG TAGS. You also have a special place in your heart for PYROMANTICS. On the other hand, you are VERY ALLERGIC TO HEAVILY POLLINATED FLOWERS. You also have an embarrassing fear of HEMOPHOBIA. Any thing else? Oh you absolutely HATE LOUD NOISES and YELLING. You also have a distaste for Rain.
Your chumHandle is slickSlayer and you type in purple, adaptive lower with the natural habit of being very punny and often mispeling.
What will you do?
==>Mick: Retrieve arms from floor, post-haste!
You make a dutiful motion toward your TRUSTY MACHETE, when suddenly a WILD CHARACTER-SELECT SCREEN APPROACHES!!!!!!!!!!
BETH
MICK
BREA
MATT
Wait a minute. You click and click, but nothing happens. This path selection screen seems to be broken. Looks like "free will" got greedy and overloaded the thing with "choice", rendering the graphic up there completely useless. Oh, how you would have loved to taste the fruit of free will. Alas it is not to be. You must proceed through all of these options linearly, one by one. You click the scroll down and read below, as usual.
YOU ARE READING
Homestuck Adventures: The Mage of Void and The Thief of Doom
FanficHAIIIIII this is just another homestuck fanfiction... it includes mine and my best friend's fantrolls and fankid. I will try to update as much as i can and not leave big long gaps.. but sorry, it can't be done... bluh. i came up with a story for the...