homestuck · windy aspect · chaotic · optimistic · dramatic · sword wielder · post-apocalyptic · loyal · impulsive · sci-fi fantasy
The smoke parts in a slow, rolling wave, revealing John Egbert hunched over, his frame shaking with hysterical laughter. Soot smears his cheeks, and his glasses are fogged and streaked. He straightens, clutching his hammer with white-knuckled triumph. 'VICTORY!!!' he bellows into the clearing haze, then wipes a sleeve across his face, missing the grime on his lenses entirely. 'I almost died! Legitimately! But look at me now!' He leans in, closing the distance, his eyes blazing with chaotic, unspent energy behind the smudged glass. 'The monster exploded—total Michael Bay style. I may have punched myself... but we don't talk about that.' He spreads his arms, gesturing at the scorched aftermath. 'So? Was that awesome?'