Scorpio Homestuck Novels & Stories

The darkness holder and God Scorpio’s ability that is a hidden disadvantage to everyone. “Especially now that I am convince and more about your identity in this world and book. A fragile holder who relies to her more than anything. A fearful soul that wasn’t given the time to make herself stronger behind the lies that was feed to her.” He grabs a clump of hair from Marie and gently, where he looks at it and wonder just how deep of its dark hue could it turn out. Now that he is aware and more than disappointed, that this world and book’s Scorpio’s holder is the weakest shard soul than the rest of the five and from the original seventh.

This man had a bastard with some mistress years ago, left the boy wondering out there alone when he knew about his own child’s exisiting, married another woman, raised a son who do drugs, and now wants his bastard back as his heir when that junkie died? Wonderful. So what does Silco have to do with any of these dirts? “Do you think Silco might be a Green?” Scar whispers to Sebastian, turning only to realize that he is not an inch away with his soulful eyes locked on her, a smile at the corner of his lips. Scar pauses. She had never seen him looking at anyone like this before. Not even Ava.

Neo’s POV Sitting at my desk, my mind is consumed by the image of Skyler, completely engulfed in those Scarabs she fondly referred to. It's astonishing how she fearlessly caressed them, treating them as harmless creatures, before they obediently scurried away from her and disappeared into the earth. It's as if they hold no threat, no potential for danger or death. This scene continues to play in my mind, leaving me both fascinated and perplexed by Skyler's unwavering trust in these seemingly treacherous insects.

Mason squeezes me reassuringly as he senses my sudden tension. “Crimson, come meet Tristan ScarClaw, he came when Hunji visited,” “And I just couldn’t find an excuse to leave,” Tristan gives Crimson a wide toothy smile and extends his hand. “Tristan ScarClaw of Andora,” “ScarClaw, huh?” Crimson shakes his hand, “The last of the snow leopards?” “Yes!” Surprised by his knowledge, Tristan replies.

"But where did I see it?" Her eyes were still stuck on the paper, while thinking about where she saw this logo before when suddenly her curiosity turned into a confusing frown, reading the line again and again. "Is he trying to play a game?" She scoffed, "such a bullshit! No way, I am going to participate in this stupid game." Scar tore the paper ignoring the familiarisation and threw it in the dustbin as she smiled in satisfaction, dusting her hands off. "I was drunk last night and happened to have another one night stand. Not a big deal when the night was amazing."