A/N:Wow, four reviews already, so I gotta start working. To 'Trop', I tried looking up Red vs Blue, and there's no RVB in FandomStuck databases. But, there's Roosterteeth. I'm going to watch RVB sometime, though, and include it later on, maybe.

A/N2: In this story, everyone is somehow on the meteor, at the beginning of the first year of three. Everyone was resuscitated through magic and science and crap, so they've all forgiven each other. They'll somehow get into the Ancestor's dream bubble sometime.

Please comment any pairings you would like, in which quadrant as well.

EDIT A/N II: Dear anon Trop, guess what. I've finally got into Red VS Blue and it's gonna happen *thumbs up*

Disclaimer is in the first chapter.

::Be the person in the hole::

Haven't you always been the person stuck in this godforsaken hole? You're in the god damn hole, and you've been here forever. It's freezing down here, and the fact that ice girl is sobbing her snowy tears isn't helping you out. She's crying because her viking-era best friend went to look for food a whle ago.

However, he left about three hours ago. Three hours too long, in ice girl's opinion. She began to worry, and decided to rant in a panicked manner to you about what may have happened to him.

It sucks that there's only the three of you stuck here, but you're kind of glad that no one else has to suffer your absolute torture with you.

Now that you think about it, you aren't really in a hole. It's more of a canyon, but you can't tell what you'd classify it as because she just won't shut up.

You feel so irritated by all of this. Partially because her sobs are more annoying as time goes by, partially because you wore a tank top today and it's steadily growing colder, and completely because you've all been transported to another world. It's just so... irritating.

"Oh my god," you nearly moan in pain, "he'll be back, you idiot. Stop being such a baby over this!"

She stops bawling her eyes out, and there is finally blessed silence.

Unfortunately for you, her friend has finally came back with food less than a minute later.. The food is the good part about him coming back. The bad part is that it will be horribly noisy in this enclosed area because they have been reunited.

They immediately start hugging each other and complaining about how long they were separated. They promise never to leave each other again.

You almost miss her sobbing.

The area behind your ears really begins to ache, so you take off your cat ear headband and put it into ice girl's tangled white hair. She blushes a deep blue when her bestie compliments her, and you can't help but think she's cute- wait! You're supposed to not be into other human beings romantically, since you're such an emotionless bitch! Stop thinking that she looks positively delicious in those cat ears, stop imagining her in an oversized T-shirt, stop thinking about stuff like that, perverted brain!

It's been a while since you've been in a relationship, obviously, and the last one did not end well.

Luckily, neither notices your internal struggle, and you suppress a relieved sigh.

It's so boring down here, having to listen to these numbskulls chatter away and battle your own brain.

::Be the half-troll again::

What do you mean, again? Weren't you always yourself? You are getting confused by your own mind, so you stop thinking about the matter. Is it even your own mind? You feel a headache coming on.

Pinching the bridge of your nose in exasperation, you forget that your grey paint will come off until it's too late. Usually, this makes you horribly panicked, and you have broken down in the past for not having covered yourself with the paint properly.

You suppose that your skin has suffered the paint long enough, and take off your socks to wipe your face. Who knows what this stuff does to your skin anyways? You sure don't, and you don't want to find out by leaving it on for over half a day.

Hetalia notices that you're rubbing your face with your socks, and although he looks at you strange, he has witnessed your meltdowns several times before.

"Hey, Homestuck," he begins, pulling a jar of grey paint from his jacket pocket. You probably look hideous, with strange half-wiped makeup marks on your face. "I thought you liked the grey paint? Is that layer getting old, because I have a whole jar you could use to touch up with!"

You stare at him for a few seconds, and get a crazy idea. Maybe it's because you're in your comic (and that fact has relieved you immensely), or maybe it's because you have a wild hunch, but you'd like to see if you can change your species to one of the species in the comic.

"I think I should try something out," you murmur, and focus on wanting to be completely human instead of the strange merge you are now. You're pretty sure it's working, and when Hetalia gasps, you know it totally worked. Your visible skin is now the pale white that all the humans in the comic have, literally colourless, and you take off a headband to reveal that your horns are on it.

"No way! That's so cool!" your Moirail grins, as happy as can be for you. "D'you think it's because we're in your webcomic?"

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Supernatural calls from his side of the room, and he holds out his bible and salt. "We're in your comic? Can this day get any worse?"

He really pisses you off, and you want to teach him a violent, hatefilled lesson which didn't include cleaning supplies of any sort. Hetalia sees you about to lunge at the winged fandom, and tackles you to the ground before sitting on you. The only reason he's siding with Supernatural is because he wants his crush unharmed, and that's just unfair.

"Get off me, Hetalia! You're so heavy!" Hetalia, the douche he is, wiggles on top of you, and you barely contain your pained gasps.

Black Butler quietly stalks towards the two of you and smoothly removes you from under Hetalia's fat ass. Her smile is friendly and pleasant, like a maid's or a butler's. Very fitting.

"Don't react so strongly, Homestuck, and the oppressor will get a rise out of you," she lectures. Her slender hands brush your clothing systematically, as if to get rid of the imaginary dust. "I used to be made fun of for my anime's Japanese name, because it had 'shit' in the title. I didn't get teased after some people got sent to the hospital."

An impressive and terrifying woman, Black Butler.

A notification pops up, saying: Relationship levelled up! Now NEW FRIENDS.

You grin hesitantly at her, not used to the silent fandom speaking so much, and she gives you a giant smile back.

Muffled footsteps and shouting are suddenly noticeable down the hallways from the door. You quickly snap your horn headband on, and shift into full troll mode. It could be the difference between nearly literal life and death.

As soon as the transformation completes, a short, extremely angry young troll glares at everyone in the room.

"Who the fuck are all of you people?"

;;Homestuck: Freak out because Karkat Vantas just swore at you.;;

No! That would be embarrassing.

You're not going to freak out because one of your personality donors, aka characters, swore at you. The reason you're not going to freak out is because you have successfully switched to troll mode, and your blood is a bright green similar to the logo.

"Ah, sorry. We'd all followed a large green swirl after our meeting was disturbed, and we got teleported here," you grin charmingly while saying this, and feel extremely smooth. "Aren't you that Vantas kid who was popular for being the only troll on Alternia who had such creative curses? What a delight to meet you!"

You have to give him credit for holding in his flush. To let the blood rush to his cheeks would be to reveal his mutant blood, and he was still greatly affected by the caste system.

"Is there a room in which is larger? Somewhere where we could talk this over like civilized beings?" You're on a roll with all this smooth talking. He contemplates it for a few seconds, before he stiffly moves to leave the room.

Assuming that he wants you to follow him, you also exit the room, and gesture for your fellow fandoms to follow.

;;Be the person in the hole again, something important's happening;;

You are beyond done. You're completely and utterly bored, you barely slept last night, and the foreign meat you ate was absolutely disgusting. You're seriously considering either joining ice girl and dragon boy, or stabbing one of them with your returned headband.

The moment when you're about to flip a coin to decide, one of the accursed green swirly things appears. Three people fall face first onto the ground with a painful sounding thump. Finally, life has gotten exciting.

Pokemon is the first one to pop up, as chipper and bright as always. He has on his trademark hat and gloves, and a whole bunch of PokeBalls glitter on his belt. You have no idea what could be in those things.

The second to recover is Gravity Falls, and you're sort of surprised they didn't stand up first. They're a mix of their protagonist twin characters, and are quite androgynous. They always wear a cheap baseball cap and a different tacky sweater every day.

The last to get up is covered by a obviously heavy robotic suit, and you stare at whoever it is to figure out whether it's Transformers or Bionicle. Luckily, it's Bionicle. Transformers can get really defensive about continuities sometimes.

You find that you're no longer bored, and get up off your ass to talk to the new hole prisoners.

"Hey, newbies, welcome to the hole, also known as my personal Hell as of a day or so ago!" You're so pumped to actually talk to people. Rise of the Guardians and How to Train Your Dragon don't count anymore. Not after you've listened to their literally non-stop talking for so long.

"Cat chick!" Bionicle exclaims, and gives you a fist bump. It sort of stings because of the metal-skin contrast, but fist bumps must always be obliged. Always. "I had no idea you'd be here! Wherever here is, anyways..."

"It's some lame, boring hole. It's probably a canyon, to be honest. What's up, my main dude Gravity?"

"What do you think?" Gravity replies, and you think that they sound really sad. Are they doing okay? Then they break out into a toothy grin, showing you their braces. "I'm amazing!"

You almost forgot how cute Gravity is, and make a peace sign. You have no clue how to seem cool around younger people.

"And Pokemon? Anything new?"

"Got to catch them all!" Same as always then. It was always the same with Pokemon and you have no idea why you even bothered.

Temporarily satisfied with introductions, you lead them all the short distance back to the are you've been camping out in.