Dave
Uh. No. How fucking moronic would you even have to be to do that. You’d fall over and damage the bike and hit your head on the wall on the way down and then your girlfriend would break up with you.
I mean, probably. In that hypothetical situation.  

Aradia
((If Aradia were awake to answer this question she may have just winked. I’m not sure, though. Guess we’ll never know.)) 

John
Ew, no. Bikes and tracks are for racing! Not for wigglin’ your squigglies or whatever. Besides, you’d probably end up falling over and hurting yourself. (And then your brother might just tell his boyfriend about how much of a klutz you are, and his boyfriend would tell his kids, and his kids would laugh at you because you’re an idiot and how do you even get all the way around the track once without doing an acrobatic fucking pirouette off your handlebars? Haha, loser.) 

Jade
Eh, not really! I kind of made out with someone once after a race, and we were still at the track, so maybe that counts. I’m not about to do that on a bike, though. Not like some dipshits.

Eridan
Well sure. As long as we’re bein’ careful or whatever. Never actually done it, though, no one’s wanted to try yet. 

Vriska
Would I? Would I? Anon, I think the real question is why the fuck wouldn’t you! It’s the greatest. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise!

Terezi
Make that a big “eh.” You nearly get killed trying to have high-speed sex once, you’ve done it a thousand times. It’s not really worth it!  

Tavros
Possibly? I’ve, thought about it once or twice, it could be kind of fun. Providing, that the bike isn’t moving, and we are not doing anything that could cause serious injury? I guess, unless, it was a kismesissitude, and injuries were part of the equation. 

Dave

I think it’s kind of weird that you’d rather know about the place than the sex itself. But whatever. I’ll indulge you. 

It takes place in the back of a ‘97 Ford Explorer. It was my ex’s mom’s car. I don’t know why we thought that was in any way sexy. The floor was filthy because the ex’s little siblings played soccer, I think we laid a towel down, I don’t remember. The seats had covers on them, like those really terrible fuzzy ones with awful patterns, and on the back of the driver’s seat, in the pocket, there was this pamphlet about swine flu and a really old box of twizzlers. 

The car’s immediate surroundings were a blue pickup truck and some kind of black sedan, maybe a Toyota or something. The car in front of us was… I think white, a sedan again, but honestly after we parked I wasn’t paying much attention. 

I probably should have been paying attention because a mall cop came by about ten minutes later and scared the shit out of me when he knocked on the window. Got us in a shitload of trouble. But, hey. What can you do. 

Com

You know, generally we expect that the creators be asked about the AU and the characters be asked about their personal lives… but whatever works, I guess! 

I’m going to answer this out of character because I can’t think of a way to make it interesting that way when I’m answering for sixteen characters, and also I’d like to give you more information about their sex lives that they probably wouldn’t give you! 

So here you go. 

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Dave

At first I just figured I would be a stunt biker like my brother. I guess my teenage years came early because at about seven I decided to “rebel,” and for about five years I was convinced I was going to be a lawyer. 

I have no fucking clue where that came from. 

Anyway turns out that didn’t work out so well, obviously. I’m in a pretty sweet spot so I’m not complaining, but Bro still tries to have ironic family bonding with me by conducting dangerous stunts near me while I’m trying to practice. 

He thinks it’ll make me better at dodging trucks on the highway. 

Which I guess technically is true. 

He doesn’t need to know. 

Dave

The good type. I don’t know, I don’t keep track of genre names, I’m kind of busy with other shit. Yeah, so my itunes is kind of a mess, and putting it on shuffle when anyone else is nearby is like russian roulette with five bullets, and they’re all sound bullets made of bad taste and lousy composition. 

I don’t personally think any of my music is in bad taste or has lousy composition, but I’ve had friends listen to it. Their words, not mine. 

Dave

… Wh… 

I… 

Okay who the hell are you and why are you such a creepy fucker. What the shit is even going on. 

Also fuck off. Don’t tell me what to do. 

((INCREDIBLY INTRIGUING ANSWERS BELOW THE CUT.))

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Dave

What. 

Okay let me get a couple of things straight. 

First of all why should I pursue anything? Humans aren’t supposed to get caught up in all that icky black romance bullshit, remember? Man where have you even been? I’m not interested in that quadrant. Humans just aren’t. Go do some research before you try to play matchmaker next time. 

And even if I were interested—hell, especially if I were interested, you don’t just go around getting poor assholes’ hopes up. It’s called exaggeration, Vantas is just being a dick because I’m obnoxious and he’s sick of Makara complaining. 

So it’s a good thing I’m not actually interested, or that would have been a pretty dick move. Way to be a jackass, anon. Don’t pull that shit on someone less thick skinned than me, or they’re likely to get their poor little feelings hurt. 

Karkat

I don’t have a problem with him. We don’t discuss him in our household because Gamzee’s got a raging hate-crush on him and he won’t shut up about the little dipshit. 

So, yeah, when all you hear about a guy is all the things someone hates about him, you start seeing their point. 

Gamzee

Nitram’s a pretty sweet little motherfucker, I don’t mind gettin’ to watch him race. He’s a good bro to talk to, too, he’s all kinds of nice. 

I’m not even gonna up and comment on the rest of that ‘cause I got my little best friend over here tryin’ to stop me talkin’, and I don’t want to cause any unrest for a palebro. I’m just gonna leave him to it. 

Karkat

We don’t talk about Dave Strider in this household. 

Anyway, since Gamzee’s apparently fucked off, I guess I’ll answer my part. 

I like watching the assholes with the violently red bikes, also known as the Dipshit Wonder Twins, because they actually work as a team to get one of them in the lead. Most teams don’t operate like they do and it’s moderately interesting to watch. I liked watching Pyrope, too, but she’s not exactly qualified to be on the street at the moment. But hell, maybe being blind will improve her riding. She could stand to use a little caution. 

My least favorite is probably a tie between Ampora and That Douchefucker We Don’t Talk About.