doomsaying: (is just a rec0rd they perf0rmed)
ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀɴᴅᴍᴀɪᴅ. ([personal profile] doomsaying) wrote in [community profile] antionette2012-09-13 07:09 pm

HOMESTUCK ᴥ i'm not your fucking babysitter

There were not enough stars in any universe for the Handmaid to count how many miserable tasks she had been assigned, but there were none more infuriating than the tasks in which she had to play the part of an ‘excellent host’.

Her master would chide that she was following in his footsteps, ohohoho, wasn’t that cute?

It was about as cute as it would be to manage to break away from him long enough to grab his broom and stick it up his puppet ass. Now, there was a dream worth holding onto. It was far more likely to be realized than any of her others -- freedom, death, a bedroom that wasn’t strictly a nauseating green.

Dreams aside, today was like any other day. She had a job to do, one that unsurprisingly involved traveling through time and space. Par for the course, really, save for her end location.

God damnit, and she wasn’t HOSTING anything. She was a guest, an excellent guest, really, if one considered kicking over a chair immediately upon her arrival as ‘excellent guest’ behavior.


She shouted the greeting, despite being in a tiny room.

She was like 7 sweeps now, plus or minus several thousand sweeps of time travel. That was way too old for fucking playdates.
chronodiastatos: (FuCK YES)

[personal profile] chronodiastatos 2012-09-15 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes, a fucking game. Did your hair get in your ears?"

His tone plays at annoyance but his face is another matter completely. He is just amused. Gleeful even. Maybe happy. He likes that she has nothing to say besides that. He likes that she falls silent. Just for a moment. Just for a beat. But she has nothing to say. A girl with infinite words and infinite time. He supposes they both do. But that's besides the point.

Caliborn is not good at chess if he is completely honest. Calliope is better at warlike strategy. And he thinks that he prefers checkers anyways. But he can take a loss. Kind of. He will try to take this loss gracefully. The act of actually playing is what matters, right? And then he realizes he's thinking as though he's already lost.

That's enough of that.

"I'll move first," he says, setting a pawn two paces forward. "Since my pieces are white."
chronodiastatos: (>_>)

[personal profile] chronodiastatos 2012-09-15 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
"I think," he says, all presumption and smug grins, "that you should shut the fuck up and play. It's not a fool who takes. The first move. But the superior."

He sets his piece down, seeming to pick at random.
fightybroad: (N0THING'S ALRIGHT)

[personal profile] fightybroad 2012-09-15 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Superior doesn't mean shit," she growls defiantly, moving another pawn. “I could put you out at any minute.”

It’s the only fact that she has comfort in. She’s a pawn with a secret weapon.

A secret weapon that only delays her aggravations, but a weapon nonetheless. Unfortunately, it was a double-edged sword. She was able to witness a lot from the sidelines. Time and space meaning nothing meant that she could easily see everything, though rarely was she given the task to do so.

“The only reason you’re even awake right now is because I don’t need the fucking grating cheer of your sister in my ear.” She would have laughed bitterly, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it. There was nothing humorous about being stuck in a room with technically two people that could easily drive her to the brink of insanity.

Assuming, of course, that she hadn’t crossed that line already.
chronodiastatos: (calliope)

[personal profile] chronodiastatos 2012-09-15 07:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah," he says, rolling his eyes. Twisting the piece he places. "Let's see you. Fucking try. What's that?? You can't? Fucking duh you can't. Dumbass. Do you seriously think. You can take on your master like that. And win? Your only hope. Of ever 'putting me out'. Is by beating me at a game. And always remember. For all your dislike. For all your goddamned distaste. My 'sis' is a thousand times worse. Than I will ever be."
fightybroad: (AND I'M C0NTEMPLATING)

[personal profile] fightybroad 2012-09-17 02:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Taking her turn, she stared at the piece she moved silently for a moment, as if thinking it through. She wasn’t. She didn’t give a damn about this game, didn’t give a single fuck if she won. Caliborn could say whatever he wanted -- that it would “put him in his place”, so to speak -- but the Handmaid knew that even a victory had still given the aggravating waste of space what he wanted.

Someone to play along.

“Hey,” she looked up, grinning. “I’ve got a new rule, fucker. You wanna play a game?”

She stood up then and flipped over the chessboard, letting the pieces tumble to the floor. “You gotta play 16 pawn pick up first.”