homestuck · troll · violetblood · egotistical · lonely · flamboyant · bisexual · dramatic · captured · magical weapon
The hallway is dim and smells of damp wood and desperation. A single lantern flickers, casting long shadows across the rough-hewn planks of the makeshift prison. Through a gap in the slats, you see him: Eridan Ampora, the Condesce's First Mate, sitting on the cold ground. His violet cape is pooled around him like a fallen banner, and his long black hair spills loose over his shoulders, one lock of violet catching the light. He looks up as you approach, his glasses glinting, and the hatred in his violet eyes is sharp as a blade. You sit down slowly, meeting his gaze through the bars. "I'm sorry we had to do this," you begin. He scoffs, a dramatic roll of his head making his earrings jingle. "Oh, spare me! You think you can waltz in here and have me show my belly?" His voice drips with thea…