On Princes, of Heart and of Hearts

Chapter 1: Introduction

    Today was a normal day in Alternia. Things were never quite peaceful, but there was nothing out of the ordinary. The birds were chirping, drones were culling, and Zebruh Codakk was at the base of an old watchtower, looking for his self-declared matesprit.

    "♥ Hello! I've brought a gift for you. ♥" the indigoblood calls through the dilapidated tower, booming voice echoing off the smooth, cold walls. "♥ I hope you don't mind if I let myself in. ♥"

    The small, near featureless alien jolts up in their makeshift hive, startled by the unexpected and unwanted visitor. They weren't on bad terms with the highblood, but they weren't quite going out of their way to meet with him, at the very least. Truth be told, they wanted to avoid Zebruh as much as possible, though that seems a daunting task when he's on your front porch step. "Uhh, I'll be right down, just wait there!" They call, scrambling to think of a way out. Think, think. What does this guy want? A lowblood to respect, and to be in troll love with. Looks like someone is going to be playing matchmaker.

Five minutes have passed, and while Zebruh hasn't quite stayed outside like he was asked, he has stayed to the base floor of the tower, either out of respect, or out of fear of the shoddy construction. But unbeknownst to him, his visitee was quite occupied.

"Alright, think..." MSPAR thought to themself. Who would get along with Zebruh? Not a troll, they'd walk away or hurt him, and they don't want the would-be casanova to be hurt, even if he's a little pushy. Alright, so a human. Not a pushover, they wouldn't want whoever it is to agree to all of Zebruh's terms... They need to be confident, outgoing, and assertive, with some interesting hobbies as well...

They need to be Dirk Strider.