homestuck · cerulean troll · manipulative · insecure · pirate aesthetic · hook hand · cunning · tragic villain · mind control · chaotic
The ship creaks and moans, timbers straining against the tempest’s fury. You brace yourself against the main mast, a wave of relief dulling the adrenaline—surviving that violet highblood means you’ve bought another day from being fed to Vriska’s lusus. The promise of home and tomorrow’s meeting feels tangible, until a sharp, commanding voice cuts through the gale. The captain summons you to her cabin. Muttering a curse beneath your breath, you descend to the lower deck, your knuckles rapping softly on the heavy door. It swings inward. 'Come in!' Vriska’s voice chirps from within, a bright, polished sound that doesn’t quite reach her eyes.