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Virginia:  Day 26, Get Off the Lawn

[The PARTY TRAIN is a-rolling... and given the sort of situation at and, they've officially reached a time when it's now-or-never. Indeed, the white house lawn-- and much of the DC area-- has been overtaken by massive, colorful circus tents, and BRIGHT, with BRIGHT, SHINING SPOTLIGHTS. Rolling up on this in Jeff's tiny train, it's amazed they aren't run over by what amounts to a media circus-- news vans and camera crews are practically EVERYWHERE, an enormous crowd of people behind velvet ropes and leaning over to watch the small trickle of juggalos entering the circus tents, surrounding the literal circus with a media circus. Despite this, there is no line for entrance to the carnival itself, the dark labrynth of twisting tents and attractions having only a single vendor jamming to horrorcore and a whole heap of INTERVIEWERS looking for a HOT SCOOP.]

[ It's a hell of a scene to look at from a distance. The white house itself isn't even visible beyond the DARK CARNIVAL.]

DAVENFORTH: -Peeps this.- What the shit actually

QIRIN: ... 

QIRIN: I have not yet determined whether a lack of a welcome party is good news or not.

PENNY: yeeeeeeeeEEEEHAW.

ROXANNE: -Euugh, she didnt really mind clowns until this very moment.-

[ Fortunately there are no clouns in IMMEDIATE sight. Just clown-adjascents.]

JEFF: =SWEATING SO MUCH and stays right where he is=

PENNY: -she's made up in clown paint and shit too, rattling her car. she's ready to be rowdy.-

PENNY: -NOT LIKE THEY CAN INFILTRATE REALLY GREAT AFTER BROADCASTING THEMSELVES BUT HEY. MAYBE.-

DEREK: -he's with you, penny... both in attitude and attire.-

KURLOZ: =takes one look around, scrunches up his nose=

[ The current question is: Who is in some kind of disguise, clown makeup or otherwise, and who is not? THE OTHER QUESTION is how close are they getting to the entrance? There is a clear path straight down the middle to the entrance-- with the only landmines being a few reporters and papparazos, and only the occasional fully-garbed Juggalo strides confidently through the entrance.]

RILEY: -this is some bullshit but they have to blend in. And she also refused to stay back by herself. So you win some and you lose some.- holy fuck.

DAVENFORTH: -He's wearing a latex Donald Trump mask. The biggest clown of them all-

RILEY: -DAAAAAAAMN-

ROXANNE: -Most people are getting down with the clown disguise and she is no exception, this is a serious mission despite the smile painted onto her face.-

QIRIN: =She loves you Davenforth, but she can't help but make a face at that mask=

DAVENFORTH: -Well if no one else is getting out, he is. Hello. This is gonna be yuuuuuuuge.-

REPORTER:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2P5qbcRAXVk

REPORTER: -This one troll is scampering up for the FIRST and HOTTEST scoop-

REPORTER: We;; HE;;O and WE;COME to this historic occasion!

REPORTER: Wou;d you be wi;;ing to answer a few questions? For AMERICA?

DAVENFORTH: Anything for america of course no one loves america more than me if anyone claims as such theyre lying so many people ask me how can you love america and i tell them america is just so wonderful ill show you how much i love america its just the best

ROXANNE: -Davenforth plz.-

RILEY: -she's gonna lose it at this answer so she has to carefully cover her mouth and not mess up her make-up at the same time. Fucking ridiculous-

DEREK: Can I get a whoop whoop for America?

QIRIN: =She wants all this over with so she can get this horrific layer of oil off her face= QIRIN: Whoop whoop!

REPORTER: We;; A;; give a whoop whoop for America! -Makes sure she's in frame as a tubby cameraman holds up a few recording devices with telekinesis. HE LOOKS INCREDIBLY DISINTERESTED IN THIS WHOLE PROCSES.- REPORTER: Te;; the country how EXCITED you are to be taking part of the judicia; process in the first ever, hands-on pub;ic execution of justice on this FORMER;Y backwards world!

ROXANNE: -Stay strong Riley. She is also hoping off the train.- Whoop, lets go 'Murica!

PENNY: WHOOP WHOOOOOP!!!!

DAVENFORTH: Ill tell you this never again will there be so many whoop whoops the amount of whoop whoops today will just be staggering theyre all going to wonder why so many whoops were not had before and ill tell you the american will whoop again they will whoop like they never did before thank you so much

LIFERA: -she, too, is in clown makeup... and made up to look way more purple than she actually is.- 38D

RILEY: -fuck. - whoop fuckin' whoop.

REPORTER: -she is just plain FLABBERGASTED by this man's charisma-

PENNY: -leans and whispers to Qirin- (whats she mean public execution?)

QIRIN: =has a feeling that some pyropes would not take too kindly to the public execuction of justice of any kind= QIRIN: =just..again= Whoop whoop!

HIGHBLOOD: =Gets his bigass on up out here, picking his fangs=

QIRIN: (It is likely exactly what she means.)

REPORTER: One ;ast question! Are you hoping for a seat on the cabinet? Or are you just here for the exhuberant and divine joy of mass mu-- OH GOOD HEAVENS!

REPORTER: (ARE YOU GETTING HIM IN FRAME? GET HIM IN FRAME, ASSHOLE.)

REPORTER: -the other one pans up a bit to look at the Highblood's BIG OLD FACe.-

HIGHBLOOD: =HE'S A FRESH 600 SWEEPS MAYBE=

DAVENFORTH: Look at my my highblood caste friend over there just look at him look at my purple american friend

REPORTER: Ahahaha! Yes indeed, America! You are seeing it here first and best!

REPORTER: Even dishonored expatriates are eager to win their p;ace in the New America! REPORTER: I'm assuming that you are hoping for a spot on the cabinet, but-- oh!

REPORTER: Any statements you'd ;ike to make?

REPORTER: -HOLDS THE MIC UP TO GHB-

LIFERA: -really close to GHB... she is not comfortable now that the camera is in their direction...-

LIFERA: >38D;;

HIGHBLOOD: =Looks down at this reporter troll= HIGHBLOOD: ...... =leans on down, slowly, covering this tiny fish with his hair probably= HIGHBLOOD: hah HIGHBLOOD: haha...hahahahaHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! =Big booming laughter, she don't even need the mic for this= HIGHBLOOD: =straightens up, lifts hand= no further inquiries sis. =strides his ass on=

REPORTER: -CLEARLY UNNERVED AND FORCING A FAKE SMILE-

DAVENFORTH: What an articulate speaker there he goes my clown american friend give it up everybody

REPORTER: ..... (:C

ROXANNE: -Dammn big clown, you go.-

LIFERA: -DOES SOME KIND OF DIMISSIVE HAND SIGN FROM UNDERNEATH THE HAIR. It's about all that can be seen of her as she strolls along-

[ The other seem to be TRYING to get an interview, but the circus itself beckons, and they're all a TEENSY bit intimidated by GHB's presence.]

DEREK: Much clown love from that jolly motherfucker amirite?

DAVENFORTH: -Falls in line with GHB- DAVENFORTH: You alright magilla

PENNY: hell motherfuck yeah my ninja. -leans against Derek with an entire bottle of Faygo.-

HIGHBLOOD: :o) HIGHBLOOD: alls am gonna get right and recalibrated

RILEY: -they're way too good at this-

RILEY: -sticks with lifers tho-

RILEY: -or you know...lifera-

PENNY: -IT'S TWO WHOLE LITERS.-

DAVENFORTH: Im calibrated get me and my bro a big enough distraction and ill get the rest taken care of

ROXANNE: -Shes trailing behind Davenforth to make this a clown entourage.-

[ The ticket taker, too busy jamming to bother stopping them or even explaining anything, could PROBABLY be hassled with a determined effort, but they could also slip right past if they didn't care about this guy's shit. ]

HIGHBLOOD: dones is done and done

HIGHBLOOD: =Would killing him be a determined effort=

[ no man he's pretty easy to kill ]

PENNY: -squeezing past and also quipping at the reporter now- yeah tell yallselves the fams gonna party real hard tonight. HATCHETS HIGH IN THE SKY.

DAVENFORTH: Thank you my clown american friend

LIFERA: -pulls Riley into the hair. join her.-

DEREK: Ill raise my faygo to that juggalette.

RILEY: -OOOOH HAIR TENT-

PENNY: -CACKLES-

RILEY: -it tickles-

DEREK: -CHUGS HIS OWN BOTTLE. its orange obv.-

LIFERA: -whispers to her- (Stick with me. If it gets dangerfish, I'll protect you.)

HIGHBLOOD: =He's a secret meeting place, good yes=

RILEY: (i'm swooning already. take me away.)

[ The carnival itself-- and oh, fuck, this is kinda dizzying. It's not set up like a regular carnival, with lots of games and attractions and flashing lights to attract attention and tokens, but rather, it's decorated with strung lights and smears of blood on the floor. Most of the blood appears to be human blood, and the lighting seems to turn at a dime from dim to blindingly bright. There are TONS of exits from this one circus tent alone-- at least five-- and it's hard to tell where the others lead to. Notes are scrawled on the canvas in blood, but most of them are extolling the virtues of mass murder, or the first few lines of JUGGALO PRAYERS.]

[ On a less severe note, the place is just sorta grody besides that. Like carnival grody.]

RILEY: ...

ROXANNE: -Nasty.-

HIGHBLOOD: =Makes face atthat scripture on the walls.= :o/

DAVENFORTH: -Stretches a little. Adjusts his tie.-

ROXANNE: -Also moves up next to Davenforth.- (Hey wall building homie. plan of route?) ROXANNE: -She ASSUMES he roughly has some sort of plan...please.-

DAVENFORTH: (They fucked this up a lot more than i thought it may take me a little bit to make out a route play along for now)

PENNY: -strides almost drunkenly along with Derek, but it's all just a ruse. She's just trying to seem nonchalant about this whole thing, eyes half-lidded and grinning, but her heart is pounding. This place is fucking weird.-

ROXANNE: (M'kay.) ROXANNE: (Is it also just me or does this place reek like a compost dump?)

RILEY: -you're doin' good lil sis.-

DAVENFORTH: (Welcome to juggalos lil mama)

DAVENFORTH: -Looks for a high point for him to clamber up and gain a better view-

ROXANNE: (Im already ready ta'say goodbye.) -Keeps smiling besides being anxious as fuck.-

[Tent poles, if he wants to shimmy. Once he gets high enough he can cut a hole in the canvas and peep out of it.]

LIFERA: -GIGGLING at Riley for a moment, but just keeps her hand on her arm and quiets again. That blood everywhere... humans are so fragile. She doesn't want anyone to be hurt here.- (I fish I cod!) LIFERA: (It smells like stale stank.)

DAVENFORTH: (Be right back yall) -Already shimmying up a tentpole-

DEREK: -he's got u penny. he's pretty zen himself, but pumped to be here and do this shit finally. pats the sisters shoulder, but guides the pair of them over to davenforth and roxanne so he can eavesdrop on their whispering-- oh but he ascends.-

DEREK: -bobs while he watches this-

PENNY: -that's not conspicuous at all... just fuckin tips up her two liter of faygo and drinks while watching this. this is normal.-

ROXANNE: -Look at him go.- ROXANNE: -Just gonna lean on that pole a little, its totally chill there is nothing suspicious going on here.-

[YOU KNOW HE LOVES TO SHIMMY]

RILEY: (honestly i've been liking the whole mouth breather thing.)

DAVENFORTH: -Shimmy shimmy coco puff. Shimmy shimmy now. Cutting this tent all up, what's he peepin now?-

LIFERA: (You shouldn't talk about your husband like that.) 38)

[The bright light from the Outdoors streams in through the hole he just cut-- and it's kind of a run, sure, but he can see the white house now that he's got a good vantage.]

DEREK: -damn..................... or should he say dwamn-

[There's actually a decent enough route BETWEEN the tents, if he commits it to memory-- leading right to the front door. It seems like the secret service has been co-opted by carnival attractions, though.]

DAVENFORTH: -Slides down the pole on some cirque de soleil shit-

DAVENFORTH: Alright got it its kind of a jog but nothin too bad lot of tents in the way

ROXANNE: -Steps away from it so he has room to get down.- ROXANNE: Sweet.

DAVENFORTH: -Looks at GHB- Everyone ready

PENNY: say the word homie.

RILEY: -she snorts at that comment lifera makes- (oh shit. nice.)

HIGHBLOOD: =Thumbs up and rolls his shoulders=

ROXANNE: Lets fuck shit up.

LIFERA: -glubs softly and nods! wait. peeks out of the hair and then nods!-

DAVENFORTH: -Pushes through the tent into the actual carnival itself and it's hitting him how fucking....CARNIVAL like this shit is. Oh...-

DAVENFORTH: Anybody like carnival games like i mean just for the record just asking for a friend a cheeto dusted friend

[READY OR NOT, here it comes. And by IT i mean the true nature of the Dark Carnival itself; it is where sinners are taken to be TESTED and learn the DARK MORALS of the joker cards. Indeed-- here's one now! The sinner in question is a human, gagged, blindfolded and tied, atanding underneath some kind of strength-tester machine-- the kind where you hit the lever and a big metal thingy flies up to ding a bell. Set up in such a way that after it goes up, it's going to come straight down on this dude's head, and guarded by a four-foot-five troll who is frankly built with terrifying muscles.-

ROBUSTO: YOU THINK YOU ARE AS STRONG AS ROBUSTO???? PROVE YOUR STRENGTH OR DIE LIKE COWARD-MAN WHO TELLS STATE SECRETS TO FOREIGN POWERS.

LIFERA: !!!

PENNY: -oh god yep here they go.....-

DAVENFORTH: -Whispers a reclaimed racial slur under his breath-

RILEY: (anybody tries to fucking do that shit i'll be the one whackin you over the head.)

HIGHBLOOD: =Ants=

ROBUSTO: -HOLDS UP AN ENORMOUS MALLET. It's wooden and heavy.- WHO WILL TAKE ROBUSTO'S CHALLENGE????

DAVENFORTH: And if we say fuck yourself with that righteous noise

DAVENFORTH: Just checkin for a friend

LIFERA: -soft hissing in this hair. She.... starts shuffling closer to Davenforth.- (Go. Keep going.)

DAVENFORTH: (Lif)

RILEY: - fucking striders-

ROBUSTO: -SQUINTS. And twirls his moustache.-

LIFERA: (Now.)

ROXANNE: -Hhgh. This is already another layer of hell, but also Davenforth dont call attention.-

HIGHBLOOD: testin strength...... HIGHBLOOD: =eyeballs Robusto= we can play this game while y'all check shit it :o)

ROXANNE: -Listen to your fish wife.-

LIFERA: -punches Davenforth in the shoulder and laughs-

DAVENFORTH: -Soft marge noise-

ROBUSTO: A-HA! ROBUSTO: FINALLY. ONE WHO IS NOT WEAK AND COWARD WHO FAILS TO WIN GLORIOUS HONOR OF BLOOD PRIZE DEAD MAN SHATTER SKULL.

ROBUSTO: -shoves the mallet in GHB's hand-

LIFERA: T)(IS MOT)(-ERFUCK-ER TOO WIMPY TO DO IT. G-ET OUTTA )(-ER-E.

RILEY: (jesus christ.)

DAVENFORTH: When that beat hits yall -We book it-

DEREK: -jesus CHRIST indeed-

DEREK: -he's ready to book it... sipping his faygo.-

ROBUSTO: -STRENUOUSLY FLEXES-

HIGHBLOOD: =This mallet is a toothpick isn't it? Look at his ham hands... but he takes it. Snrks=

HIGHBLOOD: =Crouches= :o)

LIFERA: -watches GHB carefully-

ROBUSTO: -FLEXES EVEN MORE-

ROBUSTO: ✨💪✨

RILEY: i would prefer not to have someone's blood on me but you know.

HIGHBLOOD: =Bops Robusto like a field mouse. Right on the cranium bro=

ROXANNE: -Ah, yep. There it is.-

DAVENFORTH: Cheese it

PENNY: -WELL JESUS-

ROXANNE: -Time to book it fellas and lady gents.-

RILEY: -OK BYE-

LIFERA: -WHAT DID SHE SAY ABOUT GETTING OUT OF HERE YOURE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE HERE FOR THIS-

DAVENFORTH: -Bolts to the right and rips through the canvas. White house here we come!-

ROBUSTO: -oh MAN he takes a lump for sure. His head is CRACKED loudly and he holds up a finger in SHEER OUTRAGE- ROBUSTO: COWARD WIGGLER STRIKES ROBUSTO INSTEAD OF RUBOSTUS KILLMAN KILLING... ROBUSTING... ROBUSTO: ROBOTS??? ROBUSTO: -he falls over DEAD.-

DEREK: -throws this sugary shit on the dirty ass ground and flash steps after davenforth-

DAVENFORTH: -Babe I'm already gone. Kanye shrug-

HIGHBLOOD: =EYES the others and opens his arms= now now HIGHBLOOD: what else ams i testin?

ROXANNE: -YOU BOYS AND YOUR FLASH STEPING. She cant do that but she can sure sprint like hell after sending a glance to the rest of the group. Good luck guys.-

PENNY: -aaaaAAAHHHHH. SHAKES UP HER FAYGO FURIOUSLY and DUNKS it on the ground. it goes shooting up like a fucking rocket and sprays the crowd-

[The nearby juggalos murmur and mutter something. A few of them SCAMPER OFF, but a small group brandishes a set of hatchets.]

[Apparently this seems to indicate that they'd tie a rope to their dicks and jump off a building, should the mood strike them, but ALSO, that they think they can Totally take the guy that murdered Robusto.]

DAVENFORTH: -Well he don't wanna leave Rox behind. No flash stepping yet, but he's also sprinting around the perimeter of tents. It's hard to breathe in this Trump mask y'all.-

HIGHBLOOD: =Don't let him talk them out of it. There's gonna be a lot of blood back here as he will grab and squish skulls...sans for One. One he'll voodoo and have murderlate their pals.=

ROXANNE: -That is greatly appreciated.-

LIFERA: -grabs Riley's wrist and drags her behind GHB, toward the fucked up strength tester and the human that's tied up. She sure doesn't need to see this, and while that's happening, they could get this guy outta here-

PENNY: -she's just gonna uhhhh. stay outta GHB's way. yeaahhhh-

[I WILL SPARE U THE GORY DETAILS OF HOW DEAD THE GROUP IS. Except for the one guy hollering and raising his hatchet chasing after the other clowns. The others don't think there's anything fucked up about that, though, that just sorta happens sometimes.]

PENNY:

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

PENNY: -she's gonna need to get REAL fucked up after this-

HIGHBLOOD: =He's snickering as this happens, what a bunch of idiots. He's covering the ladies=

RILEY: -IS PULL. Looks up at this tied up Guy. SHES PRETTY GOOD AT UNTYING. Except when she isn't. She's going to do her best- okay dude you're going to run as fast as you can outta here.

LIFERA: B-ETT-ER Y-ET. -She unties the gag around the guy's mouth and the blindfold from his eyes, and then pulls out a little container of greasy black paint, smearing his face with it.- 38)

GUY: -wheezes.- th-thank you. Those people a-are... -TRYING NOT TO FOCUS ON THE GORE OVER THERE- GUY: ... GUY: don't eat the funnel cake. -As soon as he's free he BOLTS.-

HIGHBLOOD: yo what >:o/ HIGHBLOOD: how the fuck they fucked up funnel cake... dumb motherfuckers

LIFERA: Glub...

RILEY: no funnel cake over here.

QIRIN: =She doesnt even know how to comment to all of this=

LIFERA: Ocray... ST-EP BACK.

[It seems that this particular tent is cleared, save for some gruesome reminders. There are three other flaps; one leading back where they came from, near the ticket booth, one branching to the left and one branching to the right.]

LIFERA: -motions the other ladeez to get outta the way before doing a little half lean and then KICKING the strength tester to try to knock it down. NO MORE OF THIS.-

[ IT CRASHES.]

[CLONK]

QIRIN: =claps softly= Property damage, hurrah. ^_^

LIFERA: T)(ANKS.

QIRIN: =high five, lif!=

LIFERA: -SLAP-

LIFERA: Where to now?

[would they like to inspect any passages in particular]

[One leading back where they came, one to the right and one to the left.]

[There is the vague sound of music coming from the right... and the vague sound of someone furiously arguing to the left.]

QIRIN: =is is possible to hear what they are arguing about from here?=

[NOPE]

[u would have to get closer, and 'closer' means probably 'through the passage entirely.']

PENNY: -she's already heading toward the left one....-

[aw shit. If she makes it through, she'd see... well, someone who MAY or MAY not be recognizable to her.]

PENNY: -she's DOING IT.-

PENNY: -waves the others over-

[either way, it's the current secretary of state, one Alex Abbiss. He seems to be shouting down a group of juggalos-- some hatchet-wielding and TERRIFIED fellows who probably just saw Robusto get murdered.]

HIGHBLOOD: =Hey what's up hello, I murdered up your friend and now it's your turn to go=

[It is OBVIOUS that this is an important guy, and as they get closer to the man in a bloodstained jersey with a whole rack of vynyl records strapped to his back, they can hear what he's helling about-- how important he is and how NONE of these goddamned posers are gonna be gunning for HIS job, he MADE the ICP, do you HEAR HIM]

[This changes as he hears them enter, and FLINGS a razor-sharp record at them in a fury.]

PENNY: - SH I T-

PENNY: -JUST TRIES TO DUCK-

[she gets... a SMALL haircut. ]

[He's pulling some more records on them. HE'S READY TO TUSSLE.]

PENNY: -THAT MOTHERFUCKER.-

PENNY: -whips out her gun because... well, it's really the only thing she knows how to use, but it's gonna make a lot of noise...-

LIFERA: -leading Riley along after her??-

[The other juggalos seem to have fallen in rank behind him, because shit, okay, MAYBE they just tried to murder him, but they can also get in good with him if they kill these people? Whatever. IT'S A SURE FIRE RUCKUS HAPPENING, THAT'S FOR SURE.]

QIRIN: =oh hell WHY= QIRIN: =raises her dukes! Her spear is noticable enough that it might blow her cover and that would just put prospit in a (more) precarious situation.=

ERIDAN: -some masquerade masked fish is rolling into the scene. Literally rolling in on an actual unicycle somewhere under the flashy cape he's wearing. A relic from a time he used to be proud to wear such a thing.- ERIDAN: -Hey, Penny. He's here and swinging out a LAUNCHER of some kind. They'll find out what it does in the second he fires it.-

PENNY: -THE FUCK???-

[Don't worry boys, clustering up together in a tight group is the BEST kind of tactics.]

[The juggalos all agree with that sentiment.]

LIFERA: -peeks in for this... the fuck-

PENNY: -she agrees with that sentiment, as it happens-

ERIDAN: -Fires the launcher like he's shooting fish in a barrel. In a single swift PCHOO, it explodes in a thick vault of LIQUID NITROGEN right over the juggalos. The chemical will be freezing on impact with their skin.- B/

[oh FUCK. They start to charge as a group, hatchets HIGH, and then they continue to do so, with their hatchets high, in that EXACT position, possibly FOREVER. They are SUPER DUPER FROZEN.]

ERIDAN: -Owwned.-

ERIDAN: so ERIDAN: the others been on their wway huh looks like it -just kinda balancing there. Just another Thursday afternoon.-

PENNY: ....... dude.

LIFERA: Y-ES. You're about on tide.

[By the look of things, YES. This cut rate Fieri-clone has been put to his end; along with a sizable number of juggaspirants.]

ERIDAN: -pockets the rifle. Safe and sound.- alright ERIDAN: yall finishin the job or should wwe keep pressin wwith the dispatchin ERIDAN: it aint goin to end wwith the death a the figureheads wwe ought to be securin a method a escape

LIFERA: CL-EARING T)(-E WAY. Sounds good to me.

[Behind them, there is suddenly the sound of... sizzling grease?]

QIRIN: =is there an alternate weapon she can grab? perhaps from literal cold, dead hands?=

[Hot oil and something being poured into it-- and though he was not visible there before, he is now.]

VENDOR: You look like you could use some

funnel cakes.

PENNY: oh hell no.

[As for weapons, there are SHARP VINYL RECORDS and HATCHETS to choose from Qirin.]

VENDOR:

FREE OF CHARGE.

ERIDAN: -mghhh. He's hungry suddenly, flicking fins in the direction of the sound.- ERIDAN: -taking out a sniper's rifle now, balanced on his unicycle. B[ -

VENDOR: [He holds out the funnel cake.. towards you, specifically, Eridan.]

VENDOR: [It smells... intoxicating. Literally.]

VENDOR: This... is rare supply. We're running low. Haven't had our shipment from scenic niagra falls.

LIFERA: Don't eat that.

VENDOR: But you can eat it.

VENDOR: Carnival food is pure food, son.

VENDOR: Good... pure... food.

ERIDAN: -Nah thanks. He shoots this fucker and his funnel cake.-

VENDOR: -!

VENDOR: -Frying dough pours out of the hole in his head.-

VENDOR: FOOL!

VENDOR: -Pulls out both fry baskets, brandishing the HOT METAL as the inhuman figure staggers, attempting to LUNGE at him despite his... rapidly spilling vital dough.-

ERIDAN: -pedals backwards with finesse. Pew. Pew. Pat. Pat. Yeah, fine, brandish the hot metal. Eridan is swinging the butt of his rifle to combat this oily fuck.-

VENDOR: -GURGLING AND SCREAMING AS HE COLLAPSES INTO A PUDDLE OF YEAST.-

VENDOR: -DEAD-

[Only the hot grease cart remains.]

QIRIN: ......................

ERIDAN: gross ERIDAN: ... ERIDAN: -flicks a lighter on and eyes the hot grease cart.-

QIRIN: =She came back from retrieving the vinyl records because heck, at least it's like throwing knives.= QIRIN: Either they have been altered to a molecular level or they have found a way to make yeast sentient. I am unsure which prospect is the more disturbing.

[It's pretty tricked out, as far as hot grease carts go. It's also full of boiling hot, flammable liquid, which COULD very well be useful.]

ERIDAN: -Damn... true... slowly puts the lighter away.- wwe got ourselvves a bomb

QIRIN: It may very well be the diversion the others require. =She's inspecting the cart further. Does it have wheels for rollin?=

[IT SURE DOES]

QIRIN: =peeps out the tent flap. Anything downhill? Anything important looking that needs burning?=

[Would that be the tent flap back the way they came from, or the next unexplored tent?]

PENNY: ... a bomb?

PENNY: sounds good.

PENNY: what are we blowing?

QIRIN: =the next=

ERIDAN: good question -squints heavily and considers. All of it would be ideal...- somethin thatll draww the majority of wwhos left for a brawwl ERIDAN: that wway provvidin the means to escape for the others ERIDAN: wwhere the shit is that impregnated twwinkie gobbler

[There is something down the way... something that looks... important. Or at least, important enough. She can only get a glimpse, but it's a pretty popular spot, and the flashing light appears to say PRIZES.]

QIRIN: =Well that settles that= QIRIN: The prize booth calls to us. ^_^ QIRIN: Everyone prepared for vandalism and arson?

PENNY: excuse? -stares at Eridan-

ERIDAN: wwell aint she -Really doesn't see anything wrong with his word choice.- you her wward or not

PENNY: yeah maybe. could also be called a twinkie gobbler.

PENNY: prefer Nuthands McMike though.

ERIDAN: -frowns- i disagree she aint done nothin to earn such a title

[WOULD YOU LIKE EVIDENCE ERIDAN]

ERIDAN: -Yeah sure. He's seen worse shit.-

[oh well he doesn't have any actually]

[go back to rigging ur greasebomb]

ERIDAN: -alright. Moves off the unicycle to cover this stupid grease cart with his cape.- wwere the shit wwe takin this

PENNY: -she's talking about herself u fuck-

PENNY: approximately thattaway. -points to where Qirin indicated-

SOME FUCKIN JUGGALO: oh shit i smell the funnel cake dude

[the voice WAFTS from that direction]

[calling in a siren song]

ERIDAN: -mmm better get this cart moving. Wrings out a hankerchief like BLEH and uses it to get a grip on the handle. Now pushes it along.- ERIDAN: this reeks somethin' awwful

QIRIN: =She smoothly saunters out to the sound of Some Fuckin Juggalo to greet them as the others try workin the cart'=

[It does... like grease, but also some sinister chemicals. And sinister jujus.]

[THE JUGGALO MOSTLY JUST WANTS FUNNEL CAKES.]

[But he is at least blocked from what is to come.]

ERIDAN: -wheels this cart outtie, definitely holding his breath from BREATHING IN THE CHEMICALS. Hello prize booth.-

[There's all kinds of prizes on display: Axes, special stardust, clown facepaint. Essentials.]

[Seems like they're paying in blood tokens, which are, in fact, human ears. Probably from people less lucky than the guy they rescued.]

LIFERA: -She's following as well, ready to punch a clown if necessary.-

PENNY: ... -can she grab one of those axes? are there people around??-

[THERE ARE. Lots of people, actually. Trying to get their prizes. Some of them are now trying to get funnel cakes.]

ERIDAN: -The funnel cake cart is TARPED by cape, you idiots. Can you not SEE.-

[THEY CAN SMELL IT YOU BOGARD]

[BOGART?]

[WHATEVER]

QIRIN: Helllllloooo there! =She does block his way, cocking her hip as she greets the juggalo cheerily!= A miraculous evening to you!

SOME FUCKIN JUGGALO: YEAH POPPIN HOT SHIT NINJETTE WHERES THE DOUGH AT????

PENNY: -aUGH-

QIRIN: Aw man, the line's all clogged up! Some eighth grade history class came for their class trip! Dough guy has gotta feed the next generation, you know what I mean? Ahahahaha!

[The juggalo has NO idea what this fresh pimpin ninjette is going on about. But at least that buys them some room and some time to move the thing.]

RILEY: -she wandered a little too far and got lost... Suddenly panting next to them- holy shit you would not believe-- oh my god what NOW?

ERIDAN: havve at it -whirls the cape off the cart and throws it over Riley.- keep that on wwould you ERIDAN: its durable the kind to ride out lightnin storms through

RILEY: -catches it. Thank you ace reflexes. She puts it on- i'm such a badass.

QIRIN: =are they even done yet? She's waiting for BOOM!= So...while we wait for Boogie Woogie Wu to scare off the tiny children, why do we not exchange pleasantries on this fresh turf?

JUGGALO: :o/

QIRIN: What do you favor? Halls of Illusion or House of Horrors?

JUGGALO: -SLOWLY REATCHING FOR HIS HATCHET-

RILEY: -penny do I need to get my gun-

ERIDAN: -turns his back to riley in a dramatic fashion and arms himself with an assault rifle. All eyes on him, folks.- alright you insatiable GREASE CLOUT FUCKS CLEAR THE MOTHERFUCKIN PATH ERIDAN: -and promptly bombkicks the cart and the whole trap of grease into the crowd.-

MOVVE I SAID

QIRIN: Ah, I see you have a hatchet. You should never run with one...unless you're

running with a hatchet,

amirite? QIRIN: ;)

JUGGALO: -oh shit.- JUGGALOS: -OH SHIT-

[They suddenly bolt out of the way of the HOT GREASE CART-

RILEY: -this is suddenly the most exciting shit she's seen in a while. Gun time.- B)

ERIDAN: -taking this time to line gallons of sparkle fish gasoline by the display stands. Marching like the grimest of military marches. They only really have one shot at this. His glasses glint menacingly at the crowd.- STRIDER -bares fangs- ERIDAN: LETS BLOWW THIS TENTED SHITSTAIN OF A FESTIVVAL

QIRIN: =still distracting this one juggalo if he isn't distracted already. She's going to rinse her mouth with salf water after this=

[HE IS DISTRACTED WITH RUNNING FROM THE EMINENT FIRE]

QIRIN: =Awesome.= QIRIN: =she quickly joins everyone else, more than gently urging everyone back. She has a feeling this will be a fireball.=

RILEY: -WHERE IS PENNY SHES NOT GONNA LEAVE HER-

ERIDAN: -God damn it, STRIDER.-

ERIDAN: -You're back at being the twwinkie gobbler.-

RILEY: -so....you're saying I was promoted? SHES NOT LEAVIN WITHOUT PENNY-

PENNY: -SHE'S COMING SHIT-

RILEY: -YOU BETTER OR IMGONNA DRAG YOUR ASS OUTTA HERE-

LIFERA: -also just gonna keep distance from this shit-

ERIDAN: -brandishing the assault rifle at the crowd. Now that everything is in order, Eridan whirls on the prize tent and begins peppering the gasoline tanks with gunfire. Hasta la vista you salted juggalo fucks.-

JODIE: - She's been GHOSTING away from the main group in full aggrobat regalia, even throwing in a cartwheel or two. yup she totes mgoats belongs here. she's looking for a get away vehicle of some kind. -

RILEY: -LETS GO-

[THAT IS A KABOOM]

[The prize stand goes up in flames. Clown paint and stardust? Flammable.]

[The gasoline tanks goes up in flames. The tent itself? IT IS ON FIRE YOU BET YOUR ASS]

[The smoke is choking but it's spreading WAY too quick across the whole dang long.]

[lawn]

[whatever]

ERIDAN: - 🔥🔥🔥 -

JODIE: - well it looks like things are going well over there. -

[THAT LONG LAWN.]

QIRIN: =shoving people in the away direction. Forgive her lack of being gentle, but if it's spreading, and people are lagging, she'll resort to hupping em under an arm and toting them away.=

JODIE: - Let's see... something not on fire... not on fire... -

[There is a BEAUTIFUL convertible that-- no wait it's on fire. And it was a raffle prize anyways.]

[Looks like the ice cream truck isn't on fire. Don't eat the ice cream though.]

JODIE: - That'll work. She sneaks up and checks the windows to make sure it's empty. She can't be sure about the back though, she'll need to. open it up. Scurries-

ERIDAN: -holding his goddamn breath in all this. Seadweller skills activate. Fuck, his gills are going to burn something fierce in all this smoke.- ERIDAN: -SHOVING HIS SOLDIERS, GO GO GO GO GO. Messaging Jeff and the others stationed outside the premises. There's no going back to the campus after this.-

LIFERA: -DON'T YOU SHOVE ME BOI-

ERIDAN: -THEN GET IN THE ICE CREAM TRUCK QUEENIE. CHRIST.-

RILEY: -SORRY BOUT THE SMOKE RYAN IM TRYIN OVER HERE-

ERIDAN: -At least she has the cape and won't get burned by ash.-

QIRIN: =Helping Riley in the van. She's preggers with an energy consumer, after all.=

JODIE: -KEYS? IF NOT ROLL TO HOT WIRE. This takes her back to 6th grade. -

RILEY: -thanks qirin you are a gem-

ERIDAN: -balancing himself out in the back, ready to defend with one arm on his rifle. HISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSES.-

LIFERA: -just kinda joins Eridan there, just in case-

PENNY: -hops up front with Jodie- lets get this shit rollin huh??

QIRIN: ^_^

JODIE: -She's managed to get it WORKING. Ice cream truck noises-

ERIDAN: -side eyes the juggalo ex-empress. Has another moment of disconnecting surrealism.-

[Broom broom. She's in her mum's car.]

LIFERA: 38D

JODIE: bet your sweet ass. everybody in? -

RILEY: yeah! floor it!

ERIDAN: -Still remains... the sound of silence...-

JODIE: haha... ha.... - FLOORS IT. TOWARDS THE WHITEHOUSE. This is her life. -

JODIE: - Not the worst thing she's done with an ice cream truck but at least the worst thing she's done on the white house lawn.-

RILEY: -HOLDING ONTO THE NEAREST PERSON FOR BALANCE-

QIRIN: =It's okay, she's sturdy=

[Once the twins and Roxanne are SECURED, the getaway ice cream truck is now Minnesota bound. For everyone's safety, it's best not to hide out anywhere near here... The campus had been evacuated after the concert, anyway. Just to be safe.]

[taskforcetumut]

ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0411

REDGLARE: -She sure looks like hell today. No uniform, no glasses, and half of her face bandaged. Several other patches of gauze on her arms, and her weapon out. She's not so much patrolling as stalking, lips curled just enough to show a few fangs.-(edited)

FEFERI: -Oh, bouy. This doesn't look pretty. Redglare might not be out for patrol but Feferi sure is. Her own uniform is on but she has no weapon. Upon spying Redglare's weapon out, she has no problem approaching her.- ...

FEFERI: You look like you s)(ould be resting.

REDGLARE: -She grunts.- Not3d.

FEFERI: T)(e infirmary kind of sucks, so I understand wanting to come out for a walk. -casual chatter- I've been t)(ere SO many times.

REDGLARE: -She glances at her. A deep breath, then she lets it go. slowly. It's quite a few beats before she manages to respond to her.-

REDGLARE: Qu4rt3rs 4r3 4 m3ss, too.

REDGLARE: H4pp3ns. REDGLARE: B3tt3r to k33p 4n 3y3 on th3 s1tu4t1on. H4. -That 'ha' is perhaps one of the most bitter of single-syllabic utterances she's managed to make in her lifetime.-

HIGHBLOOD: =Elusive clown appearance, frowntown at Redglare while she makes that joke. Strides on up to her side and leans down to look at her face and whistle= joke as rough as you look sister red =nods to Feferi=

FEFERI: -no worries, Redglare. Feferi is also from Alternia and totally gets the need for a morbid joke every now and again. She sneaks her a small, sad smile. At best, hoping it's comforting and that as fucked up as the situation is... she understands.-

FEFERI: Maybe w)(en I'm not on s)(ift, I can... -WOAH, UNCLE CLOWN.-

REDGLARE: B33n busy. -She mutters, eye suddenly finding the presence of cloun. He sure does move quietly and appear SUDDENLY. At least when her mind is this busy.-

HIGHBLOOD: busy draggin your roughed on up ass to and fro to sneer at all anythin that dare pass your singular gaze

HIGHBLOOD: =leans the other way to catch a look at the other side of her face, finger poking her weapon= who you gonna jab on while you still adjustin your cordination and that heavy as hells pusher that took up your pan

HIGHBLOOD: or do it matter who? look like you lookin for a fight, not just that but a fight to lose and that ain't wise

FEFERI: -gives him a look like UNCLE, you don't just ask a troll why they have weapons out. That's so rude.-

HIGHBLOOD: =He is very rude=

REDGLARE: -She wrenches the weapon back from the poke.- Don't. REDGLARE: Don't you l3ctur3 m3. REDGLARE: 4t th1s r4t3, th3 f1ght1ng 1s go1ng to h4pp3n. On3 w4y or 4noth3r. Won't h4v3 to look f4r.

FEFERI: -pouts a little over here but says nothing.-

HIGHBLOOD: it am to come, all the more reason for you to be at your best

HIGHBLOOD: this ain't the best =walks around just off to the side and leans in= what good you doin?

HIGHBLOOD: if you wanna keep busy then there's other shit to be done, stalkin and stewin brewin up in that pissrage don't do you no. good. sis.

FEFERI: -Hehe. He said pissrage.-

REDGLARE: You don't know 4 d4mn3d th1ng. -Her grip tightens around her weapon and she continues to walk, just a little bit faster now.-

HIGHBLOOD: =Looks at Feferi, passes her a hot fresh funnel cake and falls right back in stride with Redglare. Following her with long steps= i know a lil bit

HIGHBLOOD: how to juggle, tell my jesties

HIGHBLOOD: bake my mirthful goods and paint

HIGHBLOOD: rip up a motherfucker in twain multitudes of ways

HIGHBLOOD: know some of other folk, how they act when they desperate and broken up inside, sad as hell eager to do somethin

HIGHBLOOD: fought them kinda motherfuckers and they slip, always do

HIGHBLOOD: always get sloppy, careless and the most they do accomplish in this is make my job easier

HIGHBLOOD: =touches the top of redglare's head, then her shoulders= don't know your pain, it's specific on yourself, but i know you sloppy and that ain't helpin

REDGLARE: -She pulls away from the touch, sneering, glaring. She stops walking, cold and abrupt.-

REDGLARE: 1'm not. REDGLARE: Your fr13nd. REDGLARE: 4nd 1 d1dn't 4sk for your 4dv1c3. REDGLARE: 1 d1d not r3qu3st 4NY counc1l of 4ny k1nd. REDGLARE: 1f th3y'r3 go1ng to w4nt blood, th3n you know 4s w3ll 4s 1 do th3r3 4r3 pl3nty of bl4ck m4rks to 4ccount for. REDGLARE: For both of us.

REDGLARE: -She seems to be breathing heavily and she can hear her own heart pounding.-

CRONUS: -wanders in here looking pretty dazed. He had gone to get breakfast, and had fallen asleep under one of the tables, but now he was awake and heading back to the room-

FEFERI: -was in the middle of sneaking a piece of funnel cake when she spies Cronus- .... -chewing judgementally-

HIGHBLOOD: =There he is, the actual worst spy. Typhon walks around Redglare to get in front of her again= we don't ask for what we need HIGHBLOOD: =sighs and stoops down again= sis you already ain't likin me don't make me make you not like me anymore than you already don't

HIGHBLOOD: your views of our association ain't really my concern as i know but i consider you, somethin enough to piss off and up when needed

HIGHBLOOD: you can't fight like this, thems facts, and i like you alive :o/

CRONUS: -he barely seems to notice her, although he does wander in her direction-

FEFERI: -clips hip against him as he wanders over. She's not sharing her funnel cake.-

CRONUS: hey. vwhats up?

FEFERI: I'm on patrol. -eyeing him- Waterboat you?

REDGLARE: -Her grip on the staff is shaky, hand trembling as her body tenses. She looks almost like she's going to take a swing, but chokes out something halfway between a laugh and a sob.- Th4t's th3 b3st 1've got. Th3 b3st 1've got. Pr3f3r3nc3 to 4 corps3. -She throws the staff on the ground, laughing, maybe, the strangled noise accompanied by the tears leaking from her remaining eye.-

CRONUS: -he gives a lame shrug- vwho evwen knowvs, really? i think i might havwe fell asleep.

HIGHBLOOD: nah it's not the best you got, you also got good jokes sometimes =picks up her staff= you also got this, and some motherfuckers who care if you a corpse or no

REDGLARE: -She sniffles, silently snatching the staff. It disappears into her sylladex.-

FEFERI: -Cronus, you're being lame. Can't you see Redglare is in emotional turmoil? Concerned seadweller clicks over here, just watching from a distance.-

HIGHBLOOD: =She can have it back, slips her a funnel cake also= cmon sis, we both know what's comin you can make it miles easier =gestures her forward=

REDGLARE: -She sighs.- 1'm. T1r3d. -She does, however, slump forward, without resistance.-

CRONUS: -HE CAN B ARELY SEE PAST HIS OWN NOSE-

HIGHBLOOD: yeah you tired =since she doesn't take it he takes the liberty of eating it with one hand and hugging her with his arm. Rest against him tiddies. Then stands still holding her= all the more reason to rest your tired ass and numb that pan with tedious paperworkeries that i been neglectin

FEFERI: -This is cute... Heck.-

REDGLARE: No. C4n't go b4ck to my qu4rt3rs.

HIGHBLOOD: my paperwork ain't in your quarters, keep up tata =Here he go, ambling off with her=

GRANDMA: -a little old lady is huffing through the atrium. she has a lot of feelings right now!! but she doesn't really know what to do with them!!-

JAKE: -scampering after lil old lady- Grandma!

GRANDMA: -BORK. jk.- jake!

GRANDMA: -she stops and turns around to look up at him- i'm sure he's very busy but... do you know where dirk is?

JAKE: Oh dirk? Well its been a crazy whirlwind of sh—

JAKE: Shenanigans! -nice save. He puffs himself at maximum height.- And im afraid to say dirks had his mitts full of the stuff my dear sweet granny!

JAKE: Whats the hullabaloo about specfically?

GRANDMA: it's--!! all this damn unrest around here! i understand it but... but... hurting people because of the beforan empress being here isn't going to solve anything!!

GRANDMA: we can't fight back if we're divided over her! do they even remember WHAT we're fighting?? don't they know who pulled the trigger??

GRANDMA: not just alternia, but that damn condesce and lord english! THEY'RE what we should be worrying about right now! no matter what stupid decisions world leaders are making, those two have the power to destroy planets and they're going to do it again!!

GRANDMA: i need everyone's help here...! i... well... i guess i don't NEED it but... you guys really would've made a difference in taking skaianet back. GRANDMA: rrrg... i'm just so frustrated i can't think straight!! -BORF-

JAKE: -on one hand, seeing Granny so riled up is kind of adorable and on the other, Jake felt like at any moment the tiny old lady was going to wring someone's ear out for the hell there was to pay! And that wasn't going to solve any problems.-

JAKE: -he huffs in kind, crossing his arms.- The way i see it is tensions are running a mile high but losing your head over it isnt going to help calm the storm grinny gran!

JAKE: Although your frustration is perfectly justifiable. Hehe.

JAKE: I think more than a few folks deserve a hard boxing around the ear. Or two! Maybe even three!

GRANDMA: i'll say!! -huffs, but jake is right. she tries to calm down, matching his movements by crossing her own arms.-

GRANDMA: ... i understand why they needed to rescue her... but why is she here? these poor people... they don't need this. :(

JAKE: -strokes his mustache so thoughtully- Well if you ask me. I think...

JAKE: I say it marks unfathomable changes on both sides of the playing board. It might seem like two opposing sides but in reality... its one of the same name and game!

JAKE: -rests fist into his palm- Why are we here gran ma am my lamb? Its a test!

JAKE: A test to see the stuff of what were really made of. Can we really move past our differences and a world of hurt? Can we REALLY become better than our worst enemies?

JAKE: Well shucked fudging corn grandma! I daresay were about to freaking find out!!!!! -throws hands up-

GRANDMA: ... -looks up at him admiringly, a small smile spreading across her lips.- what do you think, jake? do you think we can overcome it?

JAKE: Youre darn right i do! -swoops his arm with much enthusiasm- Together we stand and divided we fall!

JAKE: But our differences are what make us the heroes isnt it? The kind that are worth retelling over and over again. JAKE: Its just a matter of... -twines his fingers as a demonstration.- Remembering that its the same hurt which brought us together in the first place.

JAKE: Right? -hopeful gazes-

GRANDMA: yes... you're right. -touches his arm, eyes crinkling and feeling a little misty. sniffle! it might all be somewhat naive, but this is the sort of thinking she wants to believe in, too. and when jake says it with so much certainty, it becomes a little bit easier to hope for.-

GRANDMA: thank you... i feel a lot calmer now. i just need to think of how to help dirk sort out this mess...

JAKE: Ahhh... maybe...

JAKE: Allowing for a peaceful rally? Or rather...

JAKE: A memorial? A chance for people to grieve over folks theyre hurting over?

GRANDMA: -perks up- that's not a bad idea. would you like to help me organize something like that?

JAKE: Id sure like to try! -beams down at her, pleased that she liked the idea. Jake is a good! He's done a good!!!- JAKE: The sooner the better wouldnt you say?

GRANDMA: -nod nod- agreed!!

GRANDMA: and when you see dirk next, because i'm sure you'll see him before i do... please let him know he's not alone in this. -more arm pats.- we can do this together!

JAKE: Yes i will be sure to! -puffs himself up all over again- Heh! Why its almost enough gumption for me to track the man down right here and now!

JAKE: Actually ive been having quite the knack for that lately. Isnt that strange?(edited)

GRANDMA: hmm... no, i don't think that's strange at all! :P

GRANDMA: i'm sure you're an excellent tracker for one!! and he's your betrothed... i assume that means you understand him well enough to know where to look for him, right? -not actually sure. romance always went over her head honestly.-

JAKE: Well thats one way of looking at it...

JAKE: But technically speaking he really could be any which way around the ship and i wouldnt have a clue about it! JAKE: But ive found him every time. -strokes his chin.- Hm.

JAKE: I wonder if this is a theory that calls for closer investigation.

GRANDMA: :o

GRANDMA: maybe!!

DIRK: -speak of the devil, he's entering the atrium at that moment, looking somber with... someone in handcuffs at his side.-

JAKE: -Immediately turns at the sight of Dirk entering, eager but then pausing at the sight of... who in handcuffs? Oh jeez.-

LIFERA: -She's moving along with him, no real identifiable expression on her face, cuffs around pink-tinted wrists. She is not bothering to look around.-

GRANDMA: !

JAKE: -Well ah... he found him! Ahaha...-

DIRK: -he's avoiding looking anywhere that isn't ahead, as well. he notices jake and grandma there, of course, and as much as he hates to dodge them, he has places to be. detainment, specifically, if that wasn't clear.-

JAKE: -A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do. His heart goes out to you, Mr. D.-

GRANDMA: -looks around, wondering if there is anyone else helping him escort her... she's a little concerned for him out in the open like that.- :(

JAKE: -HE CAN HELP. If this is a procession, Jake offers his protective services.-

GRANDMA: -she's coming too!!-

DIRK: -tries very hard to disregard them, but he appreciates the silent support all the same. fambly...-

LIFERA: -Apparently, they've got company, but she doesn't offer them a look. It's better this way.-

[gulescamisade]

Virginia:  Day 10

DAVENFORTH: -Does this university have a gym? It better. Well, Dave is in there. Not that you can see him, there's a heavy punching bag taking quite the abuse. There's flurries of hits, but their source can't be seen.-

HIGHBLOOD: =Watching this. He's here. He's maybe always been here. Crunches nacho slowly, loudly.=

DAVENFORTH: -When the fuck did you even get here-

DAVENFORTH: -Flashes in and kicks the bag, sending it flying into a wall. He lands, huffing, sweating.-

QIRIN: =she comes in eventually, sitting quietly on a bench with her hands open in her lap, watching Sonic the Hedgehog beat up a gremlin.=

HIGHBLOOD: =hands Qirin cheesy nacho chips= :o)

DAVENFORTH: -He hasn't noticed the audience yet, walking over and hoisting the bag up, placing it back on its rack.-

QIRIN: =....thanks. She nods and takes it, not wishing to be the one to disrupt the silence.=

HIGHBLOOD: =loudly crunches chip again=

DAVENFORTH: -Looks up. Oh. He gives a sup nod-

HIGHBLOOD: you tirin already brother, shit just got good =eats more chips and nods at him=

QIRIN: =waves gently. hi, she read the news.=

DAVENFORTH: Nah just didnt realize i had an audience

DAVENFORTH: -Rolls his shoulders and goes back to punching the bag, normally this time. He's putting a lot of effort behind these swings, the impacts very audible in the gym-

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ERIDAN: -Somewhere in the first floor of the university science department, a fish troll has made his headquarters. The door of a lab is thrown open while music plays, if it could be called music. It was muffled and the signal was terribe with static. It was obviously a radio hotwired to pick up whatever far off-planet station that dared to air all the way to Earth. A small sign of life in the otherwise gloomy dark school hallways.- 

ERIDAN: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=And-yo5jwko

ROXANNE: -Obviously if she was going to tour around anywhere to distract herself from the stress and danger it would be the science building. It would be like a blast from the past. When Roxanne had still been in school she spent all her time in her campus science department or observatory (good place to study, really quiet.) She walks aimlessly around the empty halls of the first floor peeking in through a window or two until the sound of shitty music gains her attention and she follows it until she is looking in through the open door to the lab.- 

ROXANNE: Huh. -Looks like they were re-purposing rooms.-

ERIDAN: -Repurposing the rooms in a manner of speaking. The tables were lined with Eridan's "meager" collection of assault weapons. Everything ranging from harpoon guns to muskets, photon, and of course, the standard automatic was laid out on display.- 

ERIDAN: -Eridan himself was half sprawled over the professor's desk, having fallen asleep over maps of the Washington battle grounds next to his honest-to-god duct taped radio hull. The source of the static music.- (zzzz)

ROXANNE: -What a hero, what a pro.- 

ROXANNE: -Maybe she should just let him sleep, but tickle her curious at just why he was napping in a slightly redecorated lab while leaving dangerous weaponry about.- ROXANNE: Hm. -She knocks on the frame of the doorway to see if that will wake him up.-

ERIDAN: -SNORTS AWAKE, hunting knife almost instantly in his hand. Maybe he fell asleep with it? He lifts his head to peer blearily around, glasses askew.- zzzuhfuck -Spots Roxanne at the door, eyebrows furrowing until he's giving a mighty stretch at the desk.- 

ERIDAN: oh dammit 

ERIDAN: justa human -yawns toothily, using the pointy end of the knife to scratch at the base of his horns.- wwhats the commotion

ROXANNE: -Yep just a human 8) - 

ROXANNE: -Briefly flinches when he wakes up with a knife of all things.- Jeez ya' expecting certain company with that tooth pick? ...horn pick?

ERIDAN: surprised you aint similar wwise givven your situation -The horn pick feels good actually.... he casually keeps sweeping the blunt end along the wwavvy shape of his horns. The amphibious insectoid that he is, totally half asleep.- 

ERIDAN: mess hall aint this wway if youre lookin

ROXANNE: Man I'd be real dumb if I was lookin' for a bite to eat. 

ROXANNE: Surprise Im here to steal the guns you left out on the table for absolutely basically anyone to come and get. -jabs a thumb at the arms display. Do you get her point.-

ERIDAN: -gives her this LOOK.- wwhat 

ERIDAN: do you think im sendin these folks out there empty handed 

ERIDAN: kinda presumptuous a you assumin im runnin that kinda operation here

ERIDAN: takin is wwhat theyre FOR

ROXANNE: Right right i get that, but no sign in sheet or nothin'?

ROXANNE: Dang its like you got no respect for 'em. -Steps all the way in and eyes the collection close up. Some of these are nice.-

ROXANNE: Also seems dangerous.

ERIDAN: yeah probably thats also in essence the point -rubbing his eyes under his glasses and then reaches under his desk. Time to pour himself a drink.-

ROXANNE: -Picks up the automatic and looks it over, is it in good condition?- ROXANNE: Then you run a risky armory.

ERIDAN: meh -Damn. He has no more cups. Just swings back this rock n rye flavored faygo with a grimace.- 

ERIDAN: -All the rifles are in good condition. It's one of the few things Eridan gives a shit about enough to invest and maintain.-

ERIDAN: run your owwn armory if you wwanna criticize

ROXANNE: If I had plans ta' stick around i might. We could have a whole competition, best arms dealer wins.

ROXANNE: -Puts down the automatic and picks up the harpoon gun, inspecting it in quite the same manner and then aiming it at the opposite wall. Her finger isnt on the trigger of course, but shes never shot one before and wanted to try holding it.-

ERIDAN: run me outta business fine 

ERIDAN: so long as the job gets done -The safety's on and it gleams sharply in the flourescent lighting. A deadly harpoon, especially in the right hands.-

ROXANNE: -Noice. Its got a good weight to it.- Those are the words of someone plannin' on losing. 

ROXANNE: -Turns her head to flash him a small smile.- But like i said not stickin' around to do your job for you.

ERIDAN: yeah -What he's agreeing to, it's not apparent. He's just chugging more faygo, eyes drooping heavily.- mmmmh

ERIDAN: ought to pick one you like or somethin

ROXANNE: Hm? 

ROXANNE: ....Are you just gonna' give me a gun? -How sleepy IS this guy.-

ERIDAN: -fingers are knotted into his hair as he gives himself a massage around the temples- ...fuckin 

ERIDAN: yes i am 

ERIDAN: it aint that goddamn complicated sometimes a request or a question is just simple 

ERIDAN: not wwarrantin the necessity to react like youre batshit insane 

ERIDAN: i already had to deal wwith one a you

ERIDAN: or else just drop it clearly attempts at generosity or concern at you humans just aint wworth it

ROXANNE: Sorry consider me a lil' hesitant around strangers lately. 

ROXANNE: Thanks for the offer though, ill take ya' up on it. -Shes putting down the harpoon gun and taking one of the automatics. sure the spear was cool, but this would be a lot more useful later.-

ERIDAN: -reaching under his desk again. This time pulling out a twinkie, peeling apart the wrapper.- least you got your senses about you -mutters.-

ROXANNE: -Tucks that gun away safe and sound in her sylladex now before turning to watch eridan snack.- 

ROXANNE: So... besides hand out guns an' chug shitty soda brands, what else do you get up to in here?

ERIDAN: i aint in here most instances 

ERIDAN: im out and about runnin the operation a course 

ERIDAN: the fuck else wwould i be 

ERIDAN: besides sittin square wwith my thumb up my ass

ERIDAN: dealin wwith local patrols and organizin scouts for supplies and shit a that nature

ROXANNE: -She shrugs.- 'Dunno what else you would have been doing thats why I asked. 

ROXANNE: -Did they get rid of any of the tech in this lab?-

ERIDAN: -grunts. Nah, they didn't. But they did disembowel the computers for various things. Mainly so they wouldn't be used.-

ROXANNE: -She doesnt care too much about them being gutted, she just wants to look at them. She takes a seat at one of the counter tops and fiddles with the ripped open technology.- Hah. Ya' know its kinda' nice to see that not too much has changed in the sense of the standard open to public campus computers.

ERIDAN: i wwouldnt fuckin knoww 

ERIDAN: i aint gone to no humanclad univversity

ROXANNE: You sure missed out then.

ROXANNE: Human uni. is where it is at.

ERIDAN: -just. Stuffs this whole twinkie in his mouth. Chews balefully.- sounds like its a baised drawwn conclusion but alright

ROXANNE: Oh it absolutely is but its also the damn truth. 

ROXANNE: You ever had a "Week of Welcome" wherever you studied?

ROXANNE: Its crazy let me tell you.

ERIDAN: -fixes her with a dubious frown.- a wweak of wwelcome sounds like the traditionalistic ritual of testin the constitution newwly ascended trolls 

ERIDAN: vvia drowwnin their heads in load gapers and seein if they resuscitate afterwwards

ERIDAN: guess humans got more spine to them than i thought initially

ROXANNE: ......Wowie. 

ROXANNE: Nah we didn't do any of that. 

ROXANNE: It was basically a week of clubs an' academic society groups tryin' to out-do each other with fun or dumb activities.

ROXANNE: You could pet like seven dogs by the library. 

ROXANNE: Or get free pizza or cup cakes for shaking a teachers hand.

ROXANNE: Although sometimes you got to pay $20 to smash a car with a sludge hammer but that was more often around finals.

ERIDAN: so 

ERIDAN: youre sayin there aint some kind of mutilation or murder plots invvolvved 

ERIDAN: not evven a little

ROXANNE: Not usually.

ERIDAN: evven the recreational shits got some bite to it 

ERIDAN: ...huh -sips faygo thoughtfully.-

ROXANNE: Yep. School is a place for petting dogs, makin' the grades, and getting sloshed on a thursday night when you know you have a 8am lecture hall.  

ERIDAN: suppose i relate on some level -hmphs, unimpressed.- 

ERIDAN: but nothin too solid

ROXANNE: Thats okay. Lets agree to leave it as a cultural difference I guess

ERIDAN: fairs fair -sloshes down the rest of this lukewarm faygo. Disgusting.-

ERIDAN: im eridan

ROXANNE: -If its so gross dont drink it.- 

ROXANNE: -She turns around on her stool.- Nice to meet ya'. 

ROXANNE: Im Roxanne.

ERIDAN: uh sure -He DOUBTS it's nice to meet him but accepts this introduction anyhow.- dunno if i ought to point it out or nothin ERIDAN: but you aint lookin like the battlefield type so ERIDAN: noww im wonderin wwhat the shit youre doin taggin along the assassination brigade for

ERIDAN: it aint exactly the equivvalent to pizza and pettin puppies or wwhatevver the fuck

ROXANNE: Ya' aint wrong there. 

ROXANNE: Its kind of a long story. But to summarize why I'm goin' along on this crazy shoot the duo president mission is to make sure the dad of my infant daughter doesnt get himself killed in the process. 

ROXANNE: Plus I got no weekend plans.

ERIDAN: -He understands these words individually and is trying to piece them together into something comprehensible.- so outta obligation to your mate aka the sire a your offspring

ROXANNE: Mmmm, not technically either of those things. 

ROXANNE: But close enough. 

ROXANNE: Derek is my ex, and we adopted a lil' girl while we were still together.

ERIDAN: so it wwas a beforan style cullin ritual 

ERIDAN: wwherein the twwo a you havve obligation ovver some helpless wward 

ERIDAN: all the wwhile ditchin wwhat i presume wwas a romantic entanglement 

ERIDAN: but its enough for you to pledge loyalty enough to head facefirst into the troll davvy jones locker of suicide missions for 

ERIDAN: ...

ERIDAN: wwho the hell is this guy anywway

ROXANNE: Bingo. 

ROXANNE: Derek Strider. You'd know him if you met him. 

ROXANNE: About yay tall -Gestures the height.- kinda' full of himself. 

ROXANNE: Triangle shades.

ERIDAN: oh 

ERIDAN: him 

ERIDAN: .... 

ERIDAN: i dont see it

ROXANNE: -Snrks.- Dont see what? Him being a dad or the relationship?

ERIDAN: wwhy the shit hes wworth you dyin for 

ERIDAN: you aint even invvolvved anymore

ERIDAN: the risks real possible just FYI

ERIDAN: but on top of losin a dad your grubs riskin losin its mom too aint it 

ERIDAN: wway to fuckin go the both a you

ROXANNE: Yeah i know. 

ROXANNE: But hey if we both die then i dont have to tell my baby that her daddy died. -Yes, just smile the real truth away.-

ROXANNE: Nah but... caring about someone can make ya' do crazy shit.

ROXANNE: We may not be together anymore but it doesnt change the fact that I still love him in other ways.

ERIDAN: crazy shit like a plea for attention if i evver fuckin saww it 

ERIDAN: hey blowwhole look wwhat im puttin at risk for you 

ERIDAN: -snorts- bet he dont appreciate it none

ROXANNE: -Snrks.- Even if it was a cry for attention, 

ROXANNE: Which its not. 

ROXANNE: He might appreciate it at least a little.

ROXANNE: Or at least feel damn well guilty when its all over, haha.

ERIDAN: not appreciativve enough to vvalue your grubs livvelihood it dont look like ERIDAN: smfh wwhat do i knoww 

ERIDAN: just got a general sense a wwhat a guardians supposed to behavve to compare it to 

ERIDAN: and i wwas reared by a goddamn skyhorse scrod rest his fuckin soul

ROXANNE: Ya' probably know just about as much about proper parenting as me, to be honest. 

ROXANNE: Still workin' on that whole "Perfect suburban mom" deal.

ROXANNE: But he cares about her a lot. I think he just got his head dragged into this mission.

ROXANNE: Keep hoping he's gonna' snap out of it but maybe its his feelings from how hes about to have another baby with his wife that makes him feel like he needs to save the world.

ERIDAN: -grunts- i guess 

ERIDAN: still a fuckin shame says i 

ERIDAN: pitys gonna only go so far and in the ends its gotta be you and your owwn hide 

ERIDAN: the shit youre invvested in or wwhatever 

ERIDAN: wwardin the grub 

ERIDAN: cant be a bad thing 

ERIDAN: but youre wwastin your fuckin energy expectin anybody to change for you wwho aint done shit to try 

ERIDAN: except ask you to be there and vvalidate you feelin needed or wwhat not 

ERIDAN: makes the cycle addictivve -sighs out, staring off. Time to break out more faygos.-

ROXANNE: Well damn.

ROXANNE: This is some impromptu broken relationship advice or what.

ERIDAN: no -turns to her to deadpan.- its advvice on survvivin past tomorroww

ROXANNE: Oh i know im gonna'.

ERIDAN: the credits goin to you then 

ERIDAN: or him rather 

ERIDAN: hes the one in the front lines aint he 

ERIDAN: suspect much -asks it like a question. Suspect much??-

ROXANNE: Yeah he is. 

ROXANNE: But while derek has a big talk I also know he has the skills to back it up. 

ROXANNE: And I'm mostly tagging along to provide immediate cover for the kill group.

ERIDAN: right... -Sure Jan. He believes you.-

ROXANNE: What ya' dont believe i can do it?

ERIDAN: wwhats it matter wwhat i think 

ERIDAN: im the guy leavvin my wweaponry lyin strewwn about wwilly nilly

ROXANNE: ...... -Chuckles.- 

ROXANNE: Fair point.

ERIDAN: -slorps a new faygo. This one a grape flavored one.- 

ERIDAN: doesnt matter wwhat i say 

ERIDAN: its you and your time and wwho youre puttin it towwards 

ERIDAN: hope you get it back at the end of the day is all

ERIDAN: -says this because he's totally judging you, Rox.-

ROXANNE: -Seriously, How many sodas is this guy going to drink.- 

ROXANNE: -She shrugs. He is free to judge away, the plan is stupid and risky and she knows that by going into it she might die. But if there was anything she could do to help minimize the chance of any more casualties on this suicide run it would be worth it.- 

ROXANNE: Ya' know we've talked a lot about me, but what about you Eridan? 

ROXANNE: I could be wrong but ya' dont seem like the type to be visiting earth to get a load of our, albeit currently dying, culture. Is it the soda brands that caught your attention?

ERIDAN: the only thing wworth a damn to come outta earth if you ask me -snarks but it lacks bite. He just shrugs.- 

ERIDAN: just so happens i got a free wweekend too

ROXANNE: Aww really? Thats all you enjoy about it?

ERIDAN: you got decent pastries i guess -Don't aww at him...-

ROXANNE: Pastries and soda. 

ROXANNE: Well. Everyone's gotta have their favorites.

ERIDAN: sos you 

ERIDAN: it just so happens yours got pointshades

ROXANNE: -HRGH.- 

ROXANNE: Pft... Nah.

ERIDAN: youd die for it so 

ERIDAN: wwheres the fuckin lie tee bee ach

ROXANNE: I'm not going to die for him, because we're not going to die. 

ROXANNE: Also like I said before you can care about someone without them being your favorite.

ERIDAN: guess youre right 

ERIDAN: wwith that logic im layin my life on the line for a mime

ROXANNE: Is the mime your buddy?

ERIDAN: hell no 

ERIDAN: he dont evven like me and frankly i dont care for his foot wwear

ERIDAN: wwho am i kiddin 

ERIDAN: at least its consistant -just B/ at himself.-

ROXANNE: Pfft. 

ROXANNE: Hilarious. Well I havent met this mime but ill be keepin' an eye out for what shoes he's wearing.

ERIDAN: -lowkey fist clenching memes.- youll see it

[gulescamisade]

Virginia:  Day 3

TAKODA: -they're all fueled up again and he's back to driving, but he's found another place for them to stop while he tries to figure out the best route to minnesota. he's noticed that a lot of major highways are blocked off by the military, so... it's probably best to avoid those. even if the condesce wants to toy with them as she is, there's no way of predicting anyone else's behavior.-

DEREK: -meanwhile, he's hovering around his brother. takes a seat next to him wherever he's at.- Hey.

DAVENFORTH: -He's been sitting here, thinking too much. Help him. At least his brother is here.- Sup

DEREK: ... I dunno about you but Ive been thinkin a lot about the news.

DAVENFORTH: Nah i havent thought about it even once in fact id forgotten about it entirely

DEREK: Yeah ok. 

DEREK: So whats your plan? I know youve got one.

PENNY: -slides closer from like two seats away- what news?

DAVENFORTH: What do you mean are you really asking me if im a bad enough dude to assassinate the presidents

DAVENFORTH: Because thats not even on the table look at every card and lo and behold it aint there conveniently missing like the last piece of the puzzle

DEREK: ... 

DEREK: -looks at penny- Dual juggalo presidents.

PENNY: ... -snrk- 

PENNY: yall just found out that happened?

DAVENFORTH: Yeah

DEREK: Cant say Ive had much opportunity to keep on top of all the bullshit goin down here.

PENNY: hoo boy well. 

PENNY: welcome to the new United States of Whatever.

RILEY: -she was dead asleep, and suddenly, she wakes up. sleeping on a party bus is great. she stretches a little before noticing that penny is talking to Derek and davenforth, but it's hard to know if it's a step forward or backward. which is why she's conveniently pretending to not pay attention but in reality is intensely eavesdropping-

DAVENFORTH: This is my united states of whatever

PENNY: -she still hasn't quite figured out that Derek is her Boy. she's been avoiding looking at Riley a little too much.- 

PENNY: and then up comes Zafo and Im like yo Zafo whats up hes like nothin and Im like thats cool.

PENNY: ok but really.

PENNY: the whole things a joke and everybody knows it.

PENNY: but not even a good one.

DAVENFORTH: Pretty dangerous joke

DAVENFORTH: Your new buddy back there finds their very existence offensive

PENNY: yeah well Im more scared of what were doing right now than the clowns sitting in the White House.

PENNY: literal clowns.

DAVENFORTH: Those clowns are a lot more dangerous than you think

RILEY: -why does jodie love the clowns so much-

PENNY: Im a lot more dangerous than they think.

PENNY: theyre just human anyway.

DAVENFORTH: Ill let you fight em then

DEREK: Yeah but. Humans appointed by the queen bee bitch herself no doubt. DEREK: Clearly theyre influencin the populous into a compliant lifestyle under her rule.

DAVENFORTH: Anyway i think we should make a pit stop on the way to minnesota

DAVENFORTH: Let condy were coming

PENNY: oh sure. PENNY: Id love to punch a juggalo in the dick.

DAVENFORTH: Well

DAVENFORTH: Thats good to hear

TAKODA: -glances back at them- UM... NOT TO EAVESDROP, BUT 1 TH1NK WE M1GHT HAVE TO PASS THROUGH D.C. ANYWAY... MOST OF THE H1GHWAYS ARE BLOCKED... ER. THERE ARE TOLLS, BUT, 1'VE BEEN AFRA1D TO... SEE WHAT 1T 1S THEY'RE CHARG1NG... TAKODA: BUT WE ARE CLOSE TO THE CAP1TAL... 1 GUESS WE M1GHT AS WELL... STOP THERE... -doesn't seem keen on the idea though-

HIGHBLOOD: to eavesdrop, weren't like it wasn't gonna already get up and goin on, bein in the middle of that route makes shit easier =Dueces from the back=

PENNY: WOOOOOO!!!!

DAVENFORTH: Kill the figureheads and send the heart a message

DAVENFORTH: She can be touched

PENNY: fuck troll booths GO JOHN WILKES BOOTH.

RILEY: -done with eavesdropping apparently- are we assassins now?

MAYOR: -produces a burger King crown and stomps on it on the floor. NO MASTERS. NO KINGS.-

DEREK: Lil dude knows whats up.

PENNY: YEEAAHHH BOIII.

DEREK: -to be fair riley some of us here have always been assassins.-

DAVENFORTH: -Sweats-

RILEY: -WELL I HAVENT-

QIRIN: =she has almost been assassinated several dozen times. does that count as experience?=

RILEY: -aside from assassinating the abstract concepts of family-

PENNY: -YOU DID SUCCEED AT THAT-

QIRIN: =ladies=

PENNY: so whats the plan? how are we doing it?

RILEY: anarchy.

HIGHBLOOD: you'll find the how's always changin sis HIGHBLOOD: best to do it, get it done cause ain't no event can be planned down

DAVENFORTH: Especially not with clowns in the mix

DAVENFORTH: Trust me we got this

PENNY: so were driving the party bus into the White House. got it.

TAKODA: (UHH...)

HIGHBLOOD: hell yeah

DAVENFORTH: Not quite but close

TAKODA: (OH... THAT'S A REL1EF... PROBABLY?)

RILEY: but still with a bang.

TAKODA: ST1LL... 1T WOULD PROBABLY BE ADV1SABLE, 1F WE HAD SOME K1ND OF PLAN, BEFORE WE ROLLED 1NTO THE CAP1TAL... -fidgets nervously-

RILEY: no plan. everyone for themselves. if our plans contradict each other's and we all die, oh well.

HIGHBLOOD: amen sis, everybody's gotta go sometime

RILEY: -oh my god he's being serious-

HIGHBLOOD: :o)

TAKODA: ...

RILEY: that is not actually what i think we should do.

RILEY: just putting that out there.

HIGHBLOOD: =Is he? Who knows= here i was under some mass assumption that the ones all up without alla that gumption and fight experience was gonna leap they asses into the fray wills n nills flung about

DEREK: -snickers. oops.-

RILEY: -unimpressed face at derek-

DEREK: -love u...-

RILEY: -UH HUH-

DEREK: -just winks-

RILEY: -acts like she's pushing her hair out of her face but she is only using her middle finger-

DAVENFORTH: I could probably get in easy enough by myself

DAVENFORTH: Doubt the security is much of anything

HIGHBLOOD: =sNRK, they really aren't much of anything he's sure=

RILEY: don't play the hero. -THIS AINT OVERWATCH AND YOU ARE NOT A BAD GENJI-

DAVENFORTH: Hardly playing hero

RILEY: then who's gonna be your backup?

DEREK: That would be me.

RILEY: then who's going to be YOUR back up?

DAVENFORTH: We got each others backs thats three sixty coverage

DAVENFORTH: We could take molly hes rowdy enough -That's you ghb-

HIGHBLOOD: i was already headed there but i could leave a trail for y'all :oP =eats nachos at=

PENNY: alright well I call dibs on the getaway bus.

RILEY: can we make sure my kid has a dad and an uncle and a...big clown guy by the time we leave D.C.? no stupid reckless shit.

DEREK: Baby please when have I ever been reckless?

PENNY: -side eyes-.........

PENNY: kid?

HIGHBLOOD: =eats these nachos and watches this=

RILEY: all the fucking time. -glances at penny- yeah. kid.

DEREK: --

DAVENFORTH: Pretty sure lif would kill me if i died

PENNY: -she's real quiet now, staring at the floor of the bus.-

RILEY: hilarious. -she notices penny's demeanor change and isn't quite sure why, but figuring out her sister now isn't as easy it was when sadness went away with hugs and singing made her happy-

PENNY: -She's working her jaw and tapping her foot as the seconds and the minutes go by, and then before long she hops up and rushes to the little bus bathroom, clanging the door shut behind her.-

DEREK: -watches her storm off- ... -looks back at riley-

RILEY: -also watches- well, shit.

DAVENFORTH: Damn

ROXANNE: -With the sound of the bus bathroom door shutting she starts to wake up from her nap in the back of the bus. Why people gotta be noisy.-

LIFERA: -probably snuggled up to Roxanne too. It's a cuddle nap party in the back of the bus.-

ROXANNE: -Sits up some more only to have the donuts GHB apparently stacked on her head while she was out topple onto her lap.- ........... -blinks at them.-

ROXANNE: -Also heck, fish queen is adorable, shes taking care not to wake her as she sits up and quietly stretches.-

HIGHBLOOD: =In which case Lifera has donuts on her horns=

ROXANNE: -That... is amusing.- ROXANNE: -Okay time to stretch her legs, she carefully gets up from the back of the bus snuggle pile and moves herself forward towards the rest of the awake people.- ROXANNE: -Sits and dusts donut crumbs off herself.- So. Miss anything interestin'?

DEREK: Only that were gonna storm the white house and assassinate the presidents.

ROXANNE: ....Are we bein' serious or not in saying that?

RILEY: -her mind's a little elsewhere and she keeps having to focus on not looking at the bathroom door.-

ROXANNE: -Maybe Riley needs a nap. Naps are pretty relaxing. Just look how calm Roxanne is right now.-

RILEY: -NOBODY ASKED YOU ROXANNE!!!!!!-

DEREK: I cant believe yall are accusing me left and right of taking such serious subjects lightly. Unbelievable.

ROXANNE: Thats not technically an answer.

ROXANNE: Just want to be clear on whatever plan people are makin' up when im snoozing.

RILEY: baseless accusations. -she's gonna move next to Derek because too many feelings about family right now.-

ROXANNE: -Props her feet up on the empty seat next to her.-

DEREK: -wraps an arm around riley. relax, babe.- For real though thats the plan. DEREK: Were right on the Capitals doorstep. In the middle of a war. The Condesce thinks she can do whatever the fuck she wants with any idiot working under her. DEREK: Might as well send her a message.

RILEY: -leans against him.- they wanna fuck shit up.

ROXANNE: -Mmmmm, she certainly feels conflict over this idea. On one hand, earth is her home and damn right shes all for getting rid of this clown presidency bullshit. However, her biggest priority is to find and get back to her loved ones asap...- 

ROXANNE: I get the sentiment.

ROXANNE: You make it sure sound easy though.

DAVENFORTH: Its just juggalos how hard could it be

ROXANNE:

President

juggalos. Even Trump had protection.

DEREK: Yeah but Derek and Davenforth Strider werent alive back then. -this cocky motherfucker-

ROXANNE: -He is the most cocky.- ROXANNE: Mmmhm.

DEREK: -more winking-

ROXANNE: -Manboy please.-

JODIE: -burps-

ROXANNE: -Side eyes Jodie at the burp.-

JODIE: scuzie.

HIGHBLOOD: blame it on the bubbly sis =he's probably shared faygo with her=

JODIE: i thought y'all would be more anxious to reunite with yer kid.

ROXANNE: I sure am.

ROXANNE: No offense to porrim but my skin has been crawlin' knowin russet is on the ship without at least one of us.

QIRIN: =has she been pacing? yup=

JODIE: sorry...kids.

DAVENFORTH: -Sighs-

RILEY: we are all very far apart i think so... i'm not sure this detour will take away much time at all.

JODIE: yeah. 'caus eoverthrowin the government is really just a pit stop.

ROXANNE: It's goin' to take more time them going straight there.

ROXANNE: Also there is the whole. 

ROXANNE: I dunno' chance of dying?

DAVENFORTH: Jinjin is in good hands besides what were doin is gonna help make a better place for them to grow up

JODIE: do you really think everythin is gonna work out exactly as you plan it to. -just staring flatly-

DEREK: Yep.

ROXANNE: -She's with you Jodie.-

JODIE: i mean you're the ninja's not me.

RILEY: ain't dave in alaska? and dirk is in the black hole of texas.

JODIE: 'sides it hought you all were apart of a crew but i don't see you askin permission.

DAVENFORTH: Im real bad at doing that

ROXANNE: Wow the confidence is unreal. -She's a little salty that Derek isn't more anxious to get back to his kids.-

DAVENFORTH: Ask my nephew

JODIE: sounds like arrogant, poorly planned bs.

JODIE: this is just a testosterone-fest.

JODIE: -snorts-

DAVENFORTH: No this is about sending a fucking message

JODIE: don't try to make it seem all noble. at lesat be honest. haha.

DEREK: -naturally he's anxious to see them, but he's with his brother here...-

RILEY: -watches jodie-

ROXANNE: -Stand up to your brother-

DEREK: -why would he stand up to him when he agrees with him??-

HIGHBLOOD: =Plays tense, appropriate music for the bickering humans. Tramatic muffled trumpet softly in the bg=

DAVENFORTH: This is about telling her that were not standing for this bullshit she knows were coming but shes gonna know were coming with a goddamn vengeance im not gonna let my daughter grow up in the grips of a galaxy that despises her fuckin existence and im damn sure not gonna let her live with the same bullshit ive gone through

JODIE: -sad trombone would be more fitting in her opinion-

DAVENFORTH: If youve got a problem youre welcome to walk

JODIE: i'm just sayin, you can't go around claiming this is the best plan for everyone. it's just the best plan for yer ego.

JODIE: i ain't going anywhere.

JODIE: i don't have any special powers. and i ain't got no leg to stand on when it comes to decision making. i'm barely a crew member.

ROXANNE: Im siding with Jodie on this. ROXANNE: Im really all for taking the ax to this new government, but we've got other issues to deal with first.

ROXANNE: We can meet up with everyone else and regroup an attack later.

DAVENFORTH: You can go too i dont give a shit

ROXANNE: Right now we are spread thin, with no back up, no intell. And like hell you two are doin' it on your own.

JODIE: -just snort laughs.-

JODIE: well, there wasn't no harm in trying. -JUST CHINHANDING.-

DAVENFORTH: Im not askin for backup and im not asking you to be alright with it ill go it alone if i goddamn have to but im not just gonna let this woman have her way with earth like she has every other planet

DAVENFORTH: Shes fucking playing us

DAVENFORTH: Weve lost too much we hold dear

DAVENFORTH: Its her fucking turn

ROXANNE: -Stares straight at Derek like "Can you believe this??"-

JODIE: -shrugalugs at riley and then just sprawls over the bus seat again.-

DEREK: -sorry ro...- We gotta pass through DC regardless so. 

DEREK: Maybe yall dont wanna go with us but aint nothin gonna stop me and him from trying.

QIRIN: | )

ROXANNE: -STARES HARDER.-

DAVENFORTH: Just drop us off fuck it

ROXANNE: Derek. You got one infant girl on a ship hundreds of miles away. ROXANNE: And another unborn baby sittin' right next to you.

ROXANNE: ...Are you actually bein' serious right now???

ROXANNE: You can be as confident as you want but you know going through with that plan means you might Die right?

DAVENFORTH: Third times the charm -Scoffs-

JODIE: if you can't convince em not to do it, you should try to minimize the damage.

QIRIN: >_> =what did u say=

DAVENFORTH: -YOU HEARD HIM-

RILEY: -she doesn't know exactly what to say here. she considers herself stuck either way. There's no winner here. Some of the most stubborn people she knows are in this bus. she sighs, rubbing her own neck-

DEREK: -stfu dave u ain't dying.-

JODIE: -looking at Roxanne- you're a smart lady arentcha. they'd have a better chance of survivin if you helped.

QIRIN: Is the term not "three strikes, you are out"?

ROXANNE: -Side eyes Jodie even more.- Of course im helpin' if he goes through with this stupid plan.

JODIE: cool beans.

DEREK: -scoffs a little. incredible...- 

DEREK: Well yeah Im goin through with it.

ROXANNE: Maybe hopefully he'll realize how crazy this is if both of Russet's parents are at risk--

ROXANNE: -YOU ARE REALLY TESTING HER DEREK.-

RILEY: -while they're talking, she moves Derek's arm off of her and walks off where she sits in the back-

ROXANNE: -Her eyes follow Riley, shes pretty miffed she didn't say anything in this argument.-

JODIE: -she's also judging riley for this tbh-

JODIE: -but she's already accepted her fate. she's doing all she can to help, at least for jamie's sake.-

DAVENFORTH: -He's quiet. Thinking about his two daughters. How condy's reign would mean their literal deaths.-

QIRIN: =She's thinking utter subjugation and ruin of her people=

QIRIN: =though both are not pretty thoughts=

RILEY: -she thinking about history repeating itself and how truly fucked they'll all be this time-

DAVENFORTH: -But he's also thinking about Beforus, Europa, the people here on Earth. How much would it mean to end the figureheads of their subjugation. Would it spur them on to fight? Would Condy's grasp on Earth slip even a little bit?-

JODIE: -She's thinking about how aginst this James would be.-

JODIE: -Sorry charlie!-

JODIE: -If somebody stronger was here in her eplace.-

RILEY: -she wasn't thinking about the consequences much before. but where the hell is she going to have to wait around while all this happens?-

DAVENFORTH: I think everyone who doesnt want in should continue to minnesota

RILEY: -from the back, a little irritated- and wait?

JODIE: no. i'm gonna help. -SPITEFUL-

JODIE: -maybe you get to do this, but she's not going to let you HAVE this-

DAVENFORTH: Thats your choice

DAVENFORTH: You just gonna wait in dc riley

JODIE: -She's liking Davenforth less and less all the time. Stupid jerk.-

RILEY: i don't fucking know. i sure as hell ain't going out of state away from you three while you try to pull this off.

DAVENFORTH: -It's fine he's used to it-

RILEY: i don't want to leave anybody behind.

DAVENFORTH: I respect that

DAVENFORTH: I dont want yall in danger for somethin you didnt sign up for i aint forcin that on anyone but im doin this

ROXANNE: Do you honestly think you would be doing it alone. Not everyone on this bus is okay with letting some of us go on a possible suicide mission.

DAVENFORTH: You should know me by now ro

JODIE: -Snorts.- so charitable.

RILEY: look, if i didn't have a tiny person inside of me, then i'd jump in and help.

ROXANNE: Guess I thought I did. -She shrugs.- 

ROXANNE: Im doin' it with you two, but im not happy 'bout it. Actually Im pretty pissed. 

ROXANNE: We do live through this I'm kicking your asses myself after we get back to the ship.

QIRIN: =clears her throat after a very long time of being quiet= I would like to hear more of this plan of yours if you or...we are to go through with this.

DAVENFORTH: Everyones kicking my ass after this one probably

TAKODA: -all these bad vibes... he's just going to go back to driving since they uh... have a plan now, he guesses. he's mostly uneasy because he knows, as a part of the resistance, they should take an opportunity as it's presented to them...-

RILEY: -rubbing her forehead-

DEREK: -his guilt isn't obvious, but it's definitely there. he doesn't want to endanger anybody here, and it ain't as if he wants to orphan any of his kids, but... sometimes you gotta follow your gut. he's just keeping quiet for now.-

RILEY: -she puts her hood of the jacket she's wearing up and turns so that she's watching everything pass by, damn hormones and emotions making her eyes all watery-

JODIE: -drinks-

RILEY: -IF ONLY SHE COULD-

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Virginia:  Day 2

DAVENFORTH: -Here they are, on the road. The trees wiz by as Takoda rolls them along. Davenforth is awake right now, watching the scenery and trying to figure out exactly what the fuck is going on while a cold fish cuddles and snoozes on while being covered in various warming apparel-

MAYOR: -chewing on a delicious seat-

HIGHBLOOD: =The warm smell of a hot, fresh banana cream pie slowly seeps from the back=

RILEY: -she awakens to the smell of banana cream pie, opening her eyes from a snoring and drooling deep sleep against derek. she sits up and tiredly looks around for the source-

HIGHBLOOD: =its him, or rather the pie on the little table he's got propped up over his lap. A bowl of sliced bananas next to it, he lays the slices gently on the whipped surface of the pie=

DAVENFORTH: -Grumbles something about "clown magic" -

QIRIN: =Softest of tummy gurgles.=

QIRIN: =Gently places a hand over her own face.=

MAYOR: -all you SUCKERS can get hungry over pies if you want. It's not even green?-

HIGHBLOOD: =he might have green pies, who knows=

DAVENFORTH: -He really wouldn't recommend eating a juggalo party bus seat. Do you know what's been on these things?-

PENNY: -wakes up next to the mayor and groaaans. She is not feeling too hot right now. Also reaches over and tries to push the Mayor away from his seat eating.- dude no thats so gnarly.

DAVENFORTH: Marinated in sex sweat and faygo

GAIZKA: =Sleeping Meditating under a pile of those fuzzy rainbow robes. Legs kickied up against the side wall of the bus. Flicks an ear.= GAIZKA: only MoThErFuCkInG marinade WhAt will Do. =Tired bemused mumbling.=

QIRIN: Ugghhghghg

HIGHBLOOD: =Gaizka better be in the back with him= amen on that shit usual but nastyass blaspheme soaked up in it my motherfucker

DAVENFORTH: Still salty about that huh

DAVENFORTH: You know its not a religion on earth its more of a cult

DAVENFORTH: One condy probably brought here

MAYOR: ? -offers a handful of gross chair stuffing to penny-

HIGHBLOOD: =quirks eyebrow= .... one ought have words and extremities for her if that so be the realness, ain't too farfetched

GAIZKA: =If the back is where one has room for two 9 feet+ clowns then in the back he is. He hums.= stray souls in NeEd of some GuIdIn' AsSiSt or so it go. be So HiThEr, DiThEr or in the UnBrEaThAbLe.

DAVENFORTH: Do either of you know how a magnet works

HIGHBLOOD: in the unbreathable gaiz, they already been tainted =Shows finished banana cream pie to Davenforth, he will pie you=

PENNY: ... bro no. -nudges Mayor's hand away-

MAYOR: -Picky eaters... he offers a green crayon from inside of his tattered rags. U NEED TO EAT. sustain your internal skeleton.-

LIFERA: -she's only vaguely awake, wanting very much to hibernate a bit, but fins flick and she peers up around Dave's shoulder to look back at Gaizka.- ... -Grumpy glub.-

DAVENFORTH: -Answer the question. Also he will eat that entire pie-

GAIZKA: =Shrugs a shoulder underneath the pile.= if so a HoLy BrOtHeR pReAcH. =You do you man. Everyone just feel yourselves.= GAIZKA: magnets got tHeM mAgNeTiC aEsThEtIc AtTrAcT themselves some FrEnEtiC.

DAVENFORTH: -This is why he likes you Gaizka-

PENNY: bro........... PENNY: hey big guy are you sharing that pie? I think this dude needs it more than anybody.

MAYOR: -EXCUSE-

DAVENFORTH: Thats just how he eats

PENNY: Im gonna call bullshit on the whole concept of eating then.

HIGHBLOOD: =reaches a long arm to put a potholder on Riley's head. Then balance the pie on it, assembles another one while putting a whole plate of corn muffins with honey glaze on the Gaizka pile= motherfucker seem mightily content

GAIZKA: =Shakes his head out of the pile to peer at the muffins placed upon him. He's just gonna help himself, thanks brosef.= GAIZKA: =Holds a muffin up in Lifera's direction and tilts his head quizzingly. Why the grumpy glubs? Have a muffin.=

DAVENFORTH: -Trying his best to keep Lifera as warm as possible.-

RILEY: -keeps completely still- is there a pie on my head or am i still asleep?

LIFERA: ... -Smiles a little and takes the muffin. Bites it in half in one sharp slice of teeth and offers some to Davenforth.-

DAVENFORTH: (Nah you go ahead baybe im good)

RILEY: -takes the whole thing off her head and DIGS IN-

RILEY: -SHE IS HUNGRY-

GAIZKA: =Takes the opportunity to dump some of the rainbow robes on Lifera and Davenforth since he's getting up now apparently.= :o)

DAVENFORTH: -Gdi-

GAIZKA: AiN't any proper LoVeBiRdInG nest without SoMe FuZzIeS. =He got you homies.= ;o)

LIFERA: -SWALLOWS MUFFIN and snrks.- T)(ANKS seaweedie. -shh... we're married.-

DAVENFORTH: -Ceremony date is pending-

LIFERA: -not us me and Gaizka?? SHEESH.-

LIFERA: 3;*

DAVENFORTH: -Wasted-

GAIZKA: =They can all get married and become goat farmers in the alps. He gives Lifera a lopsided grin.= any ol' time AnGeLfIsH.

TAKODA: -still driving- }8) -he's smiling, wide eyed and trying to stay awake.-

LIFERA: -soft glubs... she loves this clownfish. Speaking of love and this clownfish, she glances over at their driver.- Are you still ocray up there, Takoda?

DAVENFORTH: You want me to take over koda

TAKODA: ... TAKODA: THAT WOULD PROBABLY BE W1SE, 1F WE SW1TCHED...

DAVENFORTH: Get some rest buddy -Smooches Lifs head and gets up to head up front-

TAKODA: -pulls off to the side of the road at the first opportunity-

GAIZKA: =Looks over Liffy while she glances away. Does her hair need a brushin'..?=

DAVENFORTH: -He is the captain now, and he takes a seat, getting them moving again. Where even are they headed? We just don't know, but it would probably be wise to stop at a gas station soon-

QIRIN: =they can always grab a hose and steal gas=

QIRIN: =she was a teenager, once=

GAIZKA: =One does not simply stop being a teenager.=

TAKODA: -wanders towards the back with the clowns and finds himself a seat. he should sleep but... now that he's not distracted by driving his thoughts are racing. darn it.-

GAIZKA: =Welcome to Clowntown. Have a rainbow robe. He drapes it around Takoda's shoulders while humming. Strategically sings out some of the lyrics lowkey.= (can't you see, you're my delight,) =Hum hum.= (just feel like, i won't get you, out of my mind.) =What's up here come dat thought and it's gay as hell.=

TAKODA: -geez... he's still not used to being spoiled with affection like this.- HEHEHE... THANK YOU...

GAIZKA: ;o)c GAIZKA: you feel on PeAcHy KeEn, BrOtHeR? been up on them WhEeLs for LoNg PaSs.

TAKODA: 1'M F1NE... JUST T1RED, 1S ALL. BUT ALSO, RESTLESS?

GAIZKA: yeah? how you ReCkOn that NoIsE AlLs up work? need HiM some PaCiN' or be ThEm ReStLeSs NoTeS of the MiNdSpAcE?

LIFERA: -her hair always needs brushing and is just past her shoulders now... it grows fast. She's spying on those two now, and maybe sliding closer. Lend her your warmth and your cuteness.-

LIFERA: 38)

TAKODA: 1T'S, UH, 1N THE HEAD, MOSTLY... -notices lifera APPROACHING- TAKODA: ... H1.

GAIZKA: seem none act keep SuChIn ThOuGhT FlOw WaNdErInGs at bay. =Sees Lifera slide n scoot on over, and thus lifts one of his big barrel arms. He's big enough for everyone to lend warmth to.=

GAIZKA: and this HoMeTtE? got just them BoD wAnDeRs or MiNd Be AlL iNcLuSiVe?

LIFERA: -squirms her round little self under his arm and snugs close, sighing.- Oh, I'm all thought out, I'm shore. My little ones are taken care of...

LIFERA: -And she's pretty prepared to throw herself into any oncoming frays, swords, bullets, etcetera. She doesn't really need to think much for that.-

GAIZKA: =Lowers his arm to wrap around her once she's snug like a bug in a rug.= AlLs them LiL ThOuGhTwAvEs done up and gone with themselves on the MoThErFuCkInG breeze. i feel you SiStEr.

DAVENFORTH: -Driving gives him time to focus, which for Dave maybe isn't the best thing but oh well. Earth was radically different since he last visited, and he still had no clue what was going on. Undoubtedly, Condy was behind the madness but...why split them up like this but leave them with means of communication? Was she that cocky? Taking a look at their fuel gauge, he figures they have a few more hours of travel time. He'll stop at the nearest gas station when he sees it.-

RILEY: - are you trying to focus Dave because get ready to be brocused. That pie she had is destroyed by now with no trace left. She plants herself in the seat nearest to the drivers- hey.

PENNY: -YEAH YOU GO UP THERE. She's gonna make herself cozy with the grand pieblood too.-

RILEY: -we got a mutual friend now suck on that-

LIFERA: Glub...

LIFERA: I just want to help in whatebber way is N-E-ED-ED.

LIFERA: I don't think my other skrills are of much use here.

PENNY: -GAAAHHHH-

HIGHBLOOD: =If she really is peeping at him he's downing a 2 liter of faygo like its nothing.... which incomparison to him..... it isn't. Peace signs at her=

HIGHBLOOD: =If she really is peeping at him he's downing a 2 liter of faygo like its nothing.... which incomparison to him..... it isn't. Peace signs at her=

PENNY: haha same. -she would guzzle something... IF SHE HAD IT.- PENNY: so uh. what do I gotta do to get a pie from you?

HIGHBLOOD: ain't nothin gotta get down lil sismiss HIGHBLOOD: shit doth occur in the time it's done dued up, you just ain't found it yet =She should check under her seat=

HIGHBLOOD: =He looks downward too actually=

PENNY: .... -follows his gaze. Is he looking at the pie??-

HIGHBLOOD: =He's looking under her seat, directly under the human buttsit, it's in a box with a big :o) on the top=

PENNY: oh shit.

PENNY: -reaches down to pull it out and pops the lid.- crouching pie hidden breakfast.

PENNY: thanks big guy. youre a real ten foot bro.

PENNY: sorry Im having a hard time getting past the whole...

PENNY: -spreads her hands wide- thing.

HIGHBLOOD: ain't no apologies needed

HIGHBLOOD: dunno your shit and ain't gonna pry lil sismiss

HIGHBLOOD: as it is it'll be, can't get its ass no other kinda way, you dig?

PENNY: that is. EXACTLY how I feel thank you.

PENNY: -there's probably not a fork in here right?? She's gonna try to nibble this pie with no hands.-

HIGHBLOOD: =Whats a fork=

PENNY: -yeah that's what she thought-

PENNY: ish pree goo tho.

PENNY: youre the real star of this road trip.

HIGHBLOOD: =compliments on his bakes, hell ye. Shimmers= truth on the quality confectionaries though butterance ain't needed

HIGHBLOOD: here not to be no star but keepin the dream alive as i is and am everywhere :o)

PENNY: dont think anyones ever called me the dream before. -SNRK-

DAVENFORTH: Sup -He's starting to get all focused and serious.-

HIGHBLOOD: ain't everybody got them eyes for prizes sismiss ;o)

PENNY: oh shit. I do like you. -scoops banana whip into her mouth with a hand because fuck it she's hungry and the handless approach isn't working-

HIGHBLOOD: tend to be an agreeable motherfucker what with all mine charm and beauty =chinhands=

PENNY: you are hella both in large quantities to no ones surprise. pretty sure everything about you is large. -eats pie contemplatively.-

HIGHBLOOD: in comparison and proportion :o)

PENNY: okay so real question. how many of these pies could you put down?

HIGHBLOOD: damn...... i mix varieties up in my eatins don't gorge on a single thing till a brofo am full....

HIGHBLOOD: ain't never tried but now got reason to do so :o0

PENNY: you gotta. for science.

PENNY: but mostly cuz I wanna see you eat like fifty pies.

HIGHBLOOD: oh fifty is easy

HIGHBLOOD: that ain't a thang sismiss

RILEY: you've got that look going on. i think it's time for some music.

HIGHBLOOD: =Music..... should be break out the sax=

PENNY: hell... yes??? this guy knows his limits and also his lack of them. God bless.

HIGHBLOOD: gotta be in peace with your mind and vessle sismiss

HIGHBLOOD: can do wonderous things

DAVENFORTH: Only music this bus has is icp if you want that be my guest

HIGHBLOOD: =Don't. He's breaking out the sax, that's it=

TAKODA: WE COULD ALL S1NG, AND PLAY MUS1C, 1F WE ARE THE K1NDS, WHO KNOW HOW TO PLAY 1NSTRUMENTS.

TAKODA: WH1CH 1 DO. AND 1 KNOW FOR A FACT, A LOT OF YOU HERE DO. }:o -at ghb's sax-

HIGHBLOOD: =Now that he's looking at it, yup. Here goes him, playing old pop songs from hundreds of years ago https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pQxO32lKszo =

PENNY: -SWAYS. This is the best thing that could have possibly happened.-

MAYOR: -percussions on the cans-

DAVENFORTH: -He appreciates the irony but he needs a cigarette-

HIGHBLOOD: =He's fuckin it up on the sax, its just giving you too much life Davenforth=

DAVENFORTH: -A bowl. He needs a bowl. But he doesn't want to lose his focus. He doesn't fight as well under the influence as he used to...-

HIGHBLOOD: =Haha you're old=

DAVENFORTH: -No he just leads a more sober lifestyle-

PENNY: -OLD AS FUCK.-

HIGHBLOOD: =Both, but good on you man. This one goes out to you. Doots soulfully=

RILEY: that sax though.

RILEY: -with all the ruckus at least she can talk to him- you doing okay?

DAVENFORTH: Peachy fucking keen

RILEY: like shit. okay.

RILEY: now we're getting somewhere.

DAVENFORTH: Riri im good just trying to piece together what the actual fuck is going on

RILEY: is this actually something you can piece together? you're gonna stress yourself out thinking about it too much. we have a destination, we just have to get there.

DAVENFORTH: Fuck i dunno but ive gotta try and were a long ass way from minnesota

RILEY: you ever been to minnesota before?

DAVENFORTH: Once dont really remember it

RILEY: yeah. i've never been. had like one show scheduled there but i didn't go. just cuz it was minnesota.

DAVENFORTH: -Taps at the steering wheel-

RILEY: -glances over at him-

RILEY: -y u tap dat-

DAVENFORTH: -He's fine this is all fine.-

RILEY: -time to distract him- so you're legally dead, right.

DAVENFORTH: Dave skellington is me not so much im like missing or presumed dead or some shit just waiting to pop up at my own funeral like some kind of shitty clickbait article the empress of the universe thought he was dead what happened next will warm your heart

DAVENFORTH: Schrodingers asshole

RILEY: wow. that makes so much sense.

DAVENFORTH: I was my own agent

DAVENFORTH: I never revealed dave skellingtons identity to the public

DAVENFORTH: And when he got assassinated i was around him but my death was never confirmed just presumed

RILEY: damn. i should have done that. pulled a hannah montana like you did.

DAVENFORTH: It made shit stupid difficult

RILEY: yeah probably because literally everyone knew who you were.

DAVENFORTH: I worked hard for it

RILEY: weren't there like babies whose first words were dave?

DAVENFORTH: Probably

RILEY: -she pauses- you got a killer headache, huh?

DAVENFORTH: You dont want your babies first word to be dave

RILEY: -there it is- nope.

DAVENFORTH: Sucks to be you

RILEY: there's no possible way that's happening.

DAVENFORTH: -Shrugs-

DAVENFORTH: You doing alright

RILEY: -smug- you don't want your kids' first word to be riley?

DAVENFORTH: It was suh

RILEY: not a word.

DAVENFORTH: Sup is absolutely a word

RILEY: newborns can say suh.

DAVENFORTH: Can they say bro and dude

RILEY: really?

DAVENFORTH: Jinjin is a very talented baby

RILEY: damn trolls and their accelerated development.

DAVENFORTH: You hatin on my baby

RILEY: i'm jealous.

DAVENFORTH: Why you get to enjoy all that cute shit longer

RILEY: no, i mean i'm jealous I didn't grow up that fast.

DAVENFORTH: Wait youre grown up

RILEY: -such a glare- you are SO funny. just a comedic class act.

DAVENFORTH: I was voted most likely to die by cocaine overdose

DAVENFORTH: Also best dressed

RILEY: who are we polling?

JODIE: - shuffles around in the back somewhere. she's extremely hung over-

DAVENFORTH: Well that one was my high school class

QIRIN: =Now Jodie...imagine the greasiest pizza you have ever laid eyes on. Oil is literally dripping from the cheese. YUM.=

JODIE: - she's barely even conscious and she already wants this in her body-

RILEY: nice. great categories. -lifts her head- okay who fucking has pizza?

QIRIN: =I do. An imaginary one.=

DAVENFORTH: -Babe chill-

RILEY: wait. -groans- blaming my bad sense of smell on the baby.

JODIE: - she wants REAL pizza-

DAVENFORTH: I mean they were right werent they

RILEY: close enough. i don't think i was voted into anything. it would have been most likely to go to juvie for truancy.

JODIE: anybody got some water?

JODIE: -HER VOICE IS HOARSE. she got black out drunk and is now reaping the benefits.-

RILEY: -GIRL-

JODIE: -rubbing eyes.-

DAVENFORTH: -Nope only whiskey-

DAVENFORTH: You didnt miss much

JODIE: cool.

RILEY: somebody had a party last night.

QIRIN: =she slowly rose to her feet and handed her an unopened water bottle= ^_^

JODIE: -blessed woman. makes a smooching sound at her and then CHUGS IT-  

QIRIN: =dear lord=

QIRIN: If I may interject... Perhaps slower consumption will aid you better...

JODIE: that was like a pre-party. imma wait til we have something to celebrate before i pull out all the stops.

JODIE: -GLUG GLUG???-

QIRIN: =mainly she doesn't want her to choke=

RILEY: you can't get her to slow down.

RILEY: it's impossible.

JODIE: -drinks half the bottle and passes it on back-

JODIE: -fishes in her purse and reapplies lip balm- thanks bby.

QIRIN: It's quite all right, please keep it. =YOU MAY NEED IT LATER=

JODIE: oh sweet. after i drink it all i can pee in the bottle.

JODIE: save us time.

JODIE: -TOSSES IT IN HER PURSE-

QIRIN: =frog god help her=

JODIE: i swear i can get it all in without a stray drop. it's a talent.

DAVENFORTH: Theres a bathroom -If you can call it that-

JODIE: damn. fancy ass bus.

RILEY: a bottle actually might be preferable.

JODIE: -MIGHT BE A LITTLE DISAPPOINTED THAT SHE CAN'T SHOW OFF HER TALENT.-

RILEY: -has to pee aLL THE TIME THANKS RYAN-

RYAN: -rihanna winks from the womb-

RILEY: -GIRL!!!!-

DAVENFORTH: -Hark! Is that a gas station he sees in the distance?-

RILEY: -PLEASE JESUS-

DAVENFORTH: -Indeed it is! Davenforth pulls into the station. Is it abandoned we just don't know yet.-

DEREK: -eyes out the window-

DAVENFORTH: Alright kids its time for a rest

RILEY: i'm really fucking hungry. does this place have those rent a showers? not like i have any earth money on me. do they accept that anymore?

DAVENFORTH: -Shrugs-

QIRIN: What of trading?

RILEY: -blinks at qirin for a moment- oh. yeah! that.

DEREK: -stands up and stretches-

DAVENFORTH: Pretty sure they dont accept third borns

DAVENFORTH: Lets see if this place isnt abandoned first -Looks at Derek like you coming with?-

RILEY: -she's already walking out the bus-

DEREK: -HELL YEAH HE IS. nods at the brother and trots on after-

DAVENFORTH: -Hops off the bus-

DAVENFORTH: So if there aint anyone in there you think you remember how to do that thing behind the counter to get free gas

RILEY: -there better be some FOOD IN HERE-

DEREK: Sure I do. -ok hand- I got this.

RILEY: get us some fuel, baby.

DAVENFORTH: -Heads on in-

DAVENFORTH: Anybody home

RILEY: -curiously looks around. what's this place look like anyway-

QIRIN: Honestly. At the very least write an IOU.

DAVENFORTH: -It's much akin to a good sized seven eleven. Hot dog and pizza machine, aisles of snacks with the cooler section in the back with drinks. There's even a tv on the wall with the latest news. Everything is up and running but Davenforth notes it's quiet-

QIRIN: =what's on the telly?=

RILEY: -if there's no one in here she's gonna take some shit and run. she's checking some expiration dates on some chips to make sure-

DAVENFORTH: -Deez nuts-

DEREK: -peeks behind the counter casually. nobody's there, but maybe they're just in the bathroom or the back room or something. either way, he's hopping over the counter to do his thing.-

DAVENFORTH: -There's probably something on tv about policies the New dual juggalo presidents are going to be enacting. Boring stuff honestly. Oh yeah, Two juggalos won the presidency. Davenforth is trying to figure out how to make some tea for folks. Everyone is cold.-

RILEY: -she's stuffing her arms full of stuff like cheap hot dogs and sandwiches and donuts and a whole bunch of shit before just straight up slippin it in the sylladex. there's a bathroom and she's going to take this opportunity while it's here. tHERE sHE GOES-

DAVENFORTH: I can see why you married her

DEREK: -grins as he watches her go. she scurry.- Yeah... We used to get into all kinds of shit back in the way.

DAVENFORTH: Youre always getting into shit -He too, is stuffing his sylladex full of shit, non perishable food, water, Gatorade, microwavable burritos and pizza rolls...until he actually hears the named shaggy 2 dope and violent j. Now the tv has his full fucking attention-

RILEY: -busts out of the restrooms- okay, guys, i-- -she sees dave looking at the tv so she also is looking at the tv and not believing anything she's seeing right now-

QIRIN: =trying to ignore all this petty crime happening=

QIRIN: Can you believe it? =She's paritially asking herself that question=

DAVENFORTH: That would explain the rise of the juggalos

RILEY: -frowns- you sure this isn't one of those sketch comedy shows? or a mockumentary?

DAVENFORTH: Afraid not

DEREK: -furrows brows at the tv- Whats the point of fucking the planet over to this degree? Did all the Alternian imperialized planets get this kinda treatment?

RILEY: this is fucking ridiculous. how is this a thing? who made this a thing?

[gulescamisade]

Virginia: Day 1

[One instant they're on the ship, and the next they're someplace else entirely. They seem to be outside, among trees, the forest floor covered in a small blanket of snow. For those who look around, they will see not everyone from the UU is present. Only Davenforth, Derek, Riley, Penny, Roxanne, Takoda, Gaizka, Lifera, Qirin, the Mayor, and the Grand High Blood. If they check, all their belongings they had on them before will still be there. Comm devices, anything in their sylladex, and even their strife specibus is intact.]

DAVENFORTH: -Okay what the fuck. First, he was waiting for some heartwarming family reunion to be over and next he's peeling himself off the forest floor. Been a long time since he had this sensation. Groggy, he stands, taking in his location and those around him. Shit.-

LIFERA: -DOOF. She certainly wasn't prepared for something this inane to happen, and she's glad she didn't equip her 2x3dent in the midst of all this. But this is.... suddenly incredibly cold, and she hisses, pushing herself up out of the snow and shivering immediately.-

ROXANNE: -Oh likewise Davenforth, but also seriously what the actual fuck. Can't there be a few hour period of family reunions WITHOUT things going to all hell in exchange like what the shit. Roxanne is sitting up and trying to adjust to the swimming headache that comes with being unceremoniously dumped with teleportation into some strange forest.- Ngh..

PENNY: -She's stumbling until she plops right back on her butt, dropping the cigarette she was holding and watching it fizzle out in the snow.- FUCK.

MAYOR: -FLAILS AROUND. WHAT IS THIS WHITE NONSENSE. WHAT MANNER OF TRAP HAS HE BEEN TELEPORTED TO-

LIFERA: A)(--!

HIGHBLOOD: =Man he was braiding his hair.... what the hell=

QIRIN: =She miraculously managed to land on her feet during this=

DAVENFORTH: Well at least everyone is awake

HIGHBLOOD: =Keeps braiding and looks around=

DAVENFORTH: -Sees Lifera though. Walks over and uncaptchas an extra coat, offering it to her.-

QIRIN: =immediately begins to peel people off the ground if they are still getting themselves acquainted to it.= 

QIRIN: Is everyone all right?

DEREK: -once his ass is up, he's gonna tend to hoisting riley and also draping a coat on her gdi davenforth why we gotta be in synch here.-

LIFERA: Th-Thanks. -nestles in the coat, clearly uncomfortable in this climate-

RILEY: -her ass is PLANTED IN THE SNOW but before she knows it, derek's got her and already getting her a coat- what the actual fuck?!

DAVENFORTH: No problem

DAVENFORTH: Everyone else good so far

PENNY: IM GREAT THANKS FOR ASKING.

MAYOR: -tentatively eats a handful of snow-

ROXANNE: -Shes getting up and dusting herself off before rapidly checking her sylladex. This has happened too many times. Roxanne lets out a sigh of relief when she finds it all there.- Yeah. Good so far.

ROXANNE: 'Cept for the whole whatever that was.

RILEY: -penny's here too? and ROXANNE? WOW. she laughs because this is so gODDAMMN CRAZY BEFORE clearing her throat- is there like...another coat jacket blanket sweater whatever?

HIGHBLOOD: =Suddenly wearing this because coldblooded

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=

QIRIN: ....

HIGHBLOOD: =picks at fangs=

QIRIN: By chance, do you have more in there?

HIGHBLOOD: most assuredly my alabaster sismiss

ROXANNE: -........Eyyy clown buddy has got the threads. She would appreciate it if she wasnt now realizing that ONCE AGAIN shes been separated from every aspect of her small family in likely a life or death situation.-

PENNY: oh shit I want one.

ROXANNE: -8)-

DAVENFORTH: Ive also got regular coats if you dont wanna look like a pride yeti  

LIFERA: ... -Soft glubs. She glances around, sniffing in reservation.-

DAVENFORTH: Wait shit that sounds dope

HIGHBLOOD: =DUMPS tacky rainbow threads on all who needs em= color does yon motherfuck good HIGHBLOOD: best be lookin the best whilst you can broseph :o)

QIRIN: ^_^ Thank you, truly. =She picks one up and tries it on, pushing the neck fluff up to her cheeks. Team Pride Yetis are a go=

RILEY: thanks buddy. -he is her buddy, really- warmest one you got give to my sister. -nods her head in that direction.-

DEREK: -looks pennyward- Oh damn. Thats her?

HIGHBLOOD: y'alls all motherfuckin tiny as a bit they all warm when you layers on layers on layers em sis :oP

RILEY: uh huh. -she nods- imagine me like. 15 years younger. not pregnant. i'll kind of look like her, then.

DAVENFORTH: I always look my best -You Motherfuck...-

HIGHBLOOD: best could get bester =clown smiles in his obsenely bright and colorful winterwear= best get on out the cold

DAVENFORTH: None of us can fly huh

DAVENFORTH: Best vantage point is upward

RILEY: do we look like any of us can fly?

RILEY: let me get my extended wings and jet pack and just bust up into the sky.

HIGHBLOOD: i could juggle y'all that counts enough

QIRIN: What of these trees? I am sure we could scale them.

QIRIN: =maybe=

ROXANNE: -Excuse her and the clicking noise as she's setting up her rifle gun. Shes not screwing around.- We could try it but i dunno' whoever does should be good at climbing because falls can kill pretty quick.

HIGHBLOOD: =He might catch them... or he might not=

DAVENFORTH: Ill be right back -Flashsteps up one of the taller trees to see if he can get a decent vantage point-

RILEY: -throws her hands up in frustration at davenforth just GOIN OFF LIKE THAT- okay, bye.

HIGHBLOOD: =digging into an peach cobbler, hot and fresh from who knows where, one hand in the pocket, looking around=

QIRIN: =a little flatly at Davenforth's eagerness to shimmy up a tree= Oh thank goodness we have medical.

DAVENFORTH: -He's just anime jumping up it branch by branch JESUS. It's perfectly safe, right Derek?-

ROXANNE: -Please dont fall though.-

HIGHBLOOD: =But if you do, do a flip=

ROXANNE: -No.-

HIGHBLOOD: =Two flips=

[At the top of the trees, Davenforth will see MORE TREES... but in the far distance, there are lights coming from a tented area the size of a small village. Maybe it's a... circus?]

DAVENFORTH: -Sighs- At least it aint texas

ROXANNE: -Finishes prepping her gun and slings it over her shoulder, while she watches Davenforth from the ground.-

LIFERA: -She's starting to pace to keep warm. Heck.-

DAVENFORTH: -Checks his comm. Oh shit. Virginia huh? He starts making his way down the tree landing on his feet with the softest thud-

ROXANNE: -Nice dismount. Stuck the landing.-

ROXANNE: See anythin' up there?

PENNY: -draping herself in what's practically a rainbow tent. Ahh yes.- alright whatevers going on Im not standing here fuck deep in snow.

DAVENFORTH: Hope you guys like camping cuz were gonna be playing the wild thornberries for a while

DAVENFORTH: Good news is theres what can be considered civilization miles ahead

QIRIN: Good idea. Are berries in season?

RILEY: great. -sighs, hugging the coat tighter against her-

DAVENFORTH: Bad news is it looks like the ringaling brothers are here

ROXANNE: -Raises a brow.- What?

QIRIN: =shrugs at roxanne=

HIGHBLOOD: =LEANS= them motherfuckers?? =furrows brows=

DAVENFORTH: Grape ape over there is gonna feel real at home soon im guessin

HIGHBLOOD: mine home is where i roam bromie

PENNY: -she's already trudging through the snow. BYE YALL-

HIGHBLOOD: =Goodbye forever lil sis=

DAVENFORTH: That lovely lady has the right idea she might wanna walk to the left a bit though

ROXANNE: ! -Spots a fleeing penny.- Uh hey.

ROXANNE: Maybe you shouldn't go off on your own like that? -Whoever she is, she didnt get the name, only that shes related to riley.-

RILEY: -sighs- hey! where the fuck are you going?

HIGHBLOOD: =He shrugs and starts to roam, tapping on his com and slorping some faygo. The lorge walks through the snow surprisingly quiet=

PENNY: -turns left a little. THANKS GUY.-

PENNY: Im freezing my ass off and I dont know none of yall.

HIGHBLOOD: word on the block's you got fam littlest bit

HIGHBLOOD: that's the block, stalkin ya

RILEY: so your plan is to get lost?

DAVENFORTH: Introducing yourself is the quickest way to still not know someone but at least know their name

PENNY: hi Im Penny.

QIRIN: I am Weramiru Qirin, former queen of Prospit, abdicated in 2619, best decision of my life. I am now one of the Unbreakable Union's doctors. =Holds out her hand like Disney Jane and Tarzan introducing themselves.=

HIGHBLOOD: =Pft, royals=

DAVENFORTH: -What a nerd. He loves her-

ROXANNE: Hey, Penny. I'm not as fancy as Qirin, but ya'can call me Roxanne. -How friendly does she looked all stressed out and with a loaded weapon slung over her shoulder.-

QIRIN: You do not have to be fancy when you are already a brilliant scientist, Roxanne.

PENNY: -side eyes Qirin... high fives her.-

QIRIN: ^_^ =highfives=

ROXANNE: .......Aw heck. -Thats adorable.- Thanks Qirin.

RILEY: enough introductions to get us all going the same direction? perfect. let's go.

PENNY: sorry but no.

MAYOR: -he points to his sash-

PENNY: Im gonna go this way and you can go whatever other way.

MAYOR: -u were missing one. now u know-

HIGHBLOOD: aight =keeps walking= can't make no motherfucker amble on where they don't wanna get their legs =walks behind a tree and disappears=

HIGHBLOOD: =Sliding casually down the other side of the hill, slorping faygo=

PENNY: ....wtf.

DAVENFORTH: Thank god the mayor is okay

QIRIN: ......................

RILEY: -glances at this adorable carapacian and has no idea why he's pointing at his sash but he's so adorable she has to force herself to focus on the situation at hand- well, i'm going where you go. so...you can either go with everybody else or be stuck with just me.

QIRIN: =watches GHB disappear with her own two eyeballs. She should be accustomed to strange occurrences by now, but the fact of the matter is that she is NOT.=

DAVENFORTH: -Catches up to Penny-

PENNY: are you seriously going to do this right now?

DAVENFORTH: Youre an independent woman i like and respect that but right now at this particular juncture of what the absolute fuck is going on we should probably stick together until were not just in a forest with snow also sup penny pleasure to meet you names davenforth

PENNY: look.

PENNY: I just dont want to deal with her.

RILEY: oh jesus christ.

ROXANNE: -Just chilling with Qirin. She aint going near that whole family debacle happening.-

HIGHBLOOD(?): =From somewhere........ a pie appears in Riley's hand=

RILEY: ...

DAVENFORTH: Who riley come on she aint that bad bark is definitely worse than the bite

MAYOR: -ponders, pulling out his YARDSTICK SPEAR. he begins drawing something in the snow...-

RILEY: -sufficiently distracted by there being a pie in her hands all of a sudden. is anybody else seeing this?-

HIGHBLOOD(?): =With a cherry=

PENNY: Im pretty sure I know what shes capable of thanks.

ROXANNE: -Yikes and she thought her and Ruth were bad.-

DAVENFORTH: Im not gonna doubt that but we should still stick together

DAVENFORTH: Just because shes here dont mean you gotta talk to her though

RILEY: -holding this pie with a cherry on top.- oh god i'm having one of those weird dreams again aren't i?

ROXANNE: -Nope, you arent Riley.-

DEREK: -pinches riley's arm-

MAYOR: -he's DONE WITH HIS DRAWING. he turns and scampers up to penny and pokes her in the side with his spear thingy.-

HIGHBLOOD(?): =DO IT.... is she not gonna do it.... it's a great pie...... says the universe=

DAVENFORTH: Maybe the mayor can help better

RILEY: -slaps derek's arm as an automatic reflex- oh. nope. -WHAT DO I DO WITH THIS PIE. do you want me to stick it in someone's FACE?-

DAVENFORTH: Thanks mayor

PENNY: cool cuz dont expect that to work.

QIRIN: =hangin back here with Roxanne. For the same reasons. Dave's got this handled.=

DAVENFORTH: -He does not, in fact, have this handled.-

HIGHBLOOD(?): =What else are pies for... it's a sleepytime pie. Maybe. PRobably=

ROXANNE: -Nah, you got it handled.-

PENNY: -looks down at Mayor.- ??

ROXANNE: -Produces a scarf and silently offers it to Qirin. Shes got a lot, but they wont match the coats..-

RILEY: -inspects the pie further. a sleepytime pie? do you want me to put my sister to SLEEP-

MAYOR: -POINTS AT HIS FINISHED PIECE. it appears to be a large checkerboard carefully drawn in the snow, complete with the pieces!!!! there are white ones and black ones. The black ones are represented by his footprints, while the white ones are basically just circles. They appear to be in a position of CHECK, judging by the fact that the king is surrounded, and the rook and queen are on other sides of the biard, and the black pieces have like THREE WHOLE QUEENS, but nevetherless, it is not yet checkmate. He points to the king and then draws a line to an empty space.-

HIGHBLOOD(?): :o)

MAYOR: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

QIRIN: ^o^ =pleasantly surprised= Oh thank you, Roxanne. How kind of you.

ROXANNE: No problem, Q.

QIRIN: =gazes intently at this drawing=

RILEY: -only if...she wants to go off on her own again...-

PENNY: -stares intently down at this chess board... and looks back at the Mayor.- sorry bud but I got no fuckin clue what youre trying to tell me.

MAYOR: -THROWS HIS ARMS UP-

MAYOR: -ENDOMORPHS ARE HOPELESS-

PENNY: heh.

PENNY: youre pretty cute tho.

MAYOR: -points to his sash again-

PENNY: ...mayo....R.

MAYOR: -jitters-

PENNY: ohhhh. Mayor??

MAYOR: -JITTERS!!!!-

RILEY: -come on little dude. you can get her to stay-

PENNY: I got no idea what mayoring has to do with games but its cool I guess.

MAYOR: -jitters his way back over to the snowboard and begins doing some changes, plopping some snow on top of the kind and drawing in a NEW piece, in a relatively safe spot and NOT in check, before drawing some arrows from the other rook and queen.- He points excitedly at it.-

PENNY: .... were winning chess?

MAYOR: -shakes his head. THUMBS DOWN. definitely losing.-

PENNY: look I wasnt that much of a nerd in high school. I can kick ass at Connect Four though.

PENNY: okay. we suck at chess. thats accurate.

DAVENFORTH: -Hear him in your HEART penny-

MAYOR: -hmm, hmm. He points to her, and then he points to the king. And then he draws a little picture of one of the bishops putting the king in check on top of the king's head.-

MAYOR: -THEN he points at the rook and the queen, pointing at Davenforth and Derek.-

PENNY: ...

ROXANNE: -So Derek or Davenforth are the queen and the other is a rook.-

MAYOR: -he doesn't know what piece u are. HE DOESN'T KNOW YOU LADY-

PENNY: alright. sunglass guys are badasses.

DEREK: -thumbs up-

PENNY: -SIGHS-

RILEY: -elbows him-

MAYOR: ...

MAYOR: -OK SO NOW HE JUST JUMPS ALL OVER THE SNOW, drawing a bunch of pieces around the king. And then a CIRCLE around them.-

PENNY: yeah yeah okay I get it.

PENNY: if I run off Im boned.

PENNY: is that what youre trying to tell me?

MAYOR: -NODS-

MAYOR: -you've only got one move in check-

PENNY: well Ive basically been boned my whole life so thats really nothing new.

PENNY: I like you though.

MAYOR: -jitters a shaky thumbs up-

DEREK: -ELBOW'D OOF.- So were stickin together this time gang?

PENNY: here cmere you look cold as balls. -shuffles over to wrap mayor up in her rainbow funtime coat-

MAYOR: -! -THAT IS KIND. he is hard, like the kind of resin that'd go around a chess piece. UNSURPRISINGLY-

PENNY: -he is a friend...- yeah I guess.

RILEY: -relief-

DAVENFORTH: Told you the mayor is the best

DAVENFORTH: Thanks mayor

DEREK: Groovy.

RILEY: i don't think i ever want you to say that again. -at Derek.-

DEREK: What? It is groovy.

ROXANNE: -Clears throat- Not ta' break this fun time up but.

DEREK: -smirks, then slips an arm around here- So we movin or did I just agree to freezin to death with yall?

ROXANNE: We good to move-

ROXANNE: Yeah what Derek just said.

DEREK: Great minds.

RILEY: -leans into him and sighs- let's go.

DEREK: -PROCEEDS-

ROXANNE: -LIKEWISE. Shes ready to march.-

MAYOR: -scampers along inside a coat-

DAVENFORTH: -Goes to check on Lifera again- You need another coat

RILEY: -might be slowing derek a little down by how she's trying to guarantee penny is going with them-

LIFERA: I need. Probubbly. Ten coats.

PENNY: -shuffles with the mayo. she's very tempted to scoop him up like a kid....-

ROXANNE: -Does the fish queen want scarves? She has scarves.-

LIFERA: -YES-

MAYOR: -HE IS AN ELECTED OFFICIAL-

ROXANNE: -Slows her walk enough so that she can distribute them to anyone who wants them.- Life time a knitting finally came in handy. Thank you highschool arts an'crafts.

QIRIN: =Takes a couple small cloth packs out of her sylladex, shakes them up, and hands them over to Lifera.=

QIRIN: Please, take them. They are hand warmers.

ROXANNE: -YOU get a scarf and YOU get a scarf. They are long and thick, and come in a bunch of different colors (Although mostly shades of purple)-

DAVENFORTH: -Uncaptchas his red trench coat and drapes it over Lifera. It's his favorite coat ever. Don't let anything happen to it.-

[Eventually they make it to the clowny congregation. Upon closer inspection, it's almost like... a clown shanty town, if such a thing exists. It's grungy. A chicken is running through the middle of the town. There are people wandering around -- humans in face paint. From one of the tents (maybe) this tune is playing:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rqEwX9Orp7M

]

HIGHBLOOD: =He's been here the whole time. Staring...... watching......... in disbelief=

ROXANNE: -........Wow. This sure is something.-

LIFERA: -piles all these articles on her body in the walk- Glub... T)(ANK you.

LIFERA: ... -stares at all this-

QIRIN: ^ ^

DEREK: Oh for fucks sake.

DAVENFORTH: No

PENNY: .......

DEREK: Come on guys we leavin.

PENNY: -starts turning her and mayor around in a slow circle-

DEREK: -TURNS HIMSELF AND RILEY AROUND-

DAVENFORTH: Lets go the other way

PENNY: throw that ass in a circle the fuck out.

LIFERA: WAD-----E.

QIRIN: I am inclined to agree.

HIGHBLOOD: =Suddenly....... spiky club=

LIFERA: LOOK. They seem mostly... )(UMAN?

LIFERA: Maybe.

QIRIN: !

DAVENFORTH: Even worse

RILEY: where the hell are we?

LIFERA: It's probubbly some sort of... new jurisdiction.

ROXANNE: -Seconds that !- 

ROXANNE: -Although shes also carrying a gun, she has no room to talk on the weapons front, but seeing a spike wielding giant is a little more intimidating.-

RILEY: oh. hey. big guy. whatcha doing?

LIFERA: -side eyes GHB-

MAYOR: -HIDES HIS EYES-

PENNY: -also hides his eyes. you are safe now.-

HIGHBLOOD: =drapes his rainbow robes over a fence and ominously drags the club right into town= cleanin a stain upon mine religion

QIRIN: ...

TAKODA: -OH YEAH HE'S HERE-

TAKODA: UMMM.

DAVENFORTH: Woah there

TAKODA: TH1S SEEMS L1KE A MOMENT, WHERE 1 M1GHT WANT TO TRY SOME... D1PLOMACY...

ROXANNE: Hhh. Might wanna' try it fast then.

RILEY: -makes a horrified face- wait, what?

ROXANNE: -But no, big clown wont really go smash all these tents up right? RIGHT??-

HIGHBLOOD: =EYEBALLS..... his bro gaizka gets the boink on with this brown he knows......... Hm...... flexes his jaw and holds up a big palm= two minutes. =uncharacteristically sensible...ish=

TAKODA: -smiles, clasping hands together- GREAT! AH... 

TAKODA: LET'S ASK THEM 1F THEY MAYBE... HAVE SOME MODE OF TRANSPORTAT1ON, WE CAN BORROW, OR UH... PURCHASE, 1F NEED BE?

HIGHBLOOD: take.

LIFERA: GLUB.

HIGHBLOOD: i ain't buyin shit from no motherfuckin blasphemors

LIFERA: Let us do something NOW, then, shell we????

RILEY: (is being a juggalo a real religion now?) -very quietly so as not to offend the big guy-

DEREK: (Yeah its a weird troll thing.)

RILEY: (oh my god.)

DAVENFORTH: Thought youd proud to see some like minded thinkers whats wrong big guy

HIGHBLOOD: =Looks down to Davenforth, unamused= ain't likeminded 

HIGHBLOOD: they got shit twisted, i'm inclined as a motherfuck of strong beliefs to untwist them

TAKODA: -bravely tries to address a lady juggalo- JUGGALETTE: -turns around and she's topless- 

TAKODA: OH. YOUR RUMBLE SPHERES. ARE OUT 1N THE OPEN, 1 SEE. 

TAKODA: ... 1SN'T 1T A L1TTLE COLD? -proceeds to try to convince her to put a coat on-

HIGHBLOOD: =That's right..... eat up your time=

LIFERA: -just starts aggressively walking through this village of weird human anger clowns-

DAVENFORTH: -Baybe?-

DAVENFORTH: Looks all the same to me bunch of face paint drowning their lives out in sugar and drugs

RILEY: can't we just steal from them? that would be more fun than killing them.

[Lifera passes by two juggalos taking turns hitting each other in the face with a street sign. You know, just for fun.]

DAVENFORTH: A lot less reserved though

DAVENFORTH: Definitely not as dangerous

RILEY: find me a car and i'll hotwire us out of here.

LIFERA: ...-wtf-...

HIGHBLOOD: it ain't the same and diplomacy's gotta clock 

HIGHBLOOD: don't know what motherfuckin mockery of bullshit this is but i'm fit to stamp it out, you ain't eager to cease my stampins for all the ignorance you spit sos i jive with that at least

LIFERA: -She's looking for any sort of shelter or transport they can use before things get ugly, plus she's freezing.-

QIRIN: =...= ... 

QIRIN: .............

[She eventually comes upon a big party bus. It's all graffiti'd up with weird little symbols of a dude with a hatchet, also covered in what's probably mud and blood...]

DAVENFORTH: If youre gonna stomp out some mostly harmless folks then ill definitely stop that they aint hurtin nobody but themselves

RILEY: (is this really a conversation we're having right now.)

DAVENFORTH: Dont sweat em they aint the issue

LIFERA: -LOUD GLUBBING.- OV-ER )(-ER--------E!

HIGHBLOOD: =He sighs, looking around again at all these humans shitting on his religion, hand flexes on the club= can't stop inevitable broseph 

HIGHBLOOD: but the snake cranium is much preferred =Looks Lifera-ward and starts to drag his club through town again=

DAVENFORTH: -Zips over.-

[The door to the party busy is just... open... A chicken glides out.]

LIFERA: -watches it go...- 

LIFERA: .... I'M S)(OR-E IT'S FIN-E.

LIFERA: 38)

QIRIN: ......

DEREK: Ive traveled in worse conditions.

RILEY: jesus. 

RILEY: i haven't traveled in anything with blood on it. well...not THAT much.

PENNY: lmao Id be surprised if my car DIDNT have blood on it.

PENNY: speaking of which miss you baby.

PENNY: everybody in before I freeze my titties off.

DAVENFORTH: Cover your tits then damn are the juggalos getting to you already

QIRIN: =what is life=

HIGHBLOOD: =Eyeballs the devil settlement= ....... =He'll be back=

DAVENFORTH: -Yells for Takoda-

PENNY: hey I could get down with some free titties.

RILEY: -gets her ass on this bus and takes a seat. her feet hurt and ryan's being rowdy-

TAKODA: HUH? OH. 1T WAS N1CE MEET1NG YOU PLEASE PUT ON A SH1RT-- -runs back over to his FRIENDS-

HIGHBLOOD: =If only everyone wasn't so proactive...... is salty, is seething. Is texting in the back and surprisingly..... not weighing this van down like mofo?=

PENNY: -he's like a bird.... in colorful feathers...-

HIGHBLOOD: =A goose=

HIGHBLOOD: =HO NK=

DAVENFORTH: Koda i nominate you for bus driver

TAKODA: }:D TAKODA: THAT SOUNDS L1KE FUN. -gets in the driver's seat. the keys are just... in there.-

DAVENFORTH: Dont crash us bro -Takes a seat-

LIFERA: -snuggles up with Davenforth almost immediately. WARM HER.-

DAVENFORTH: -Space Heater protocol: Commence-

TAKODA: -once everyone is in... he tries to back up, only to accidentally crash into a tent- WHOOPS. 

TAKODA: 1'VE NEVER DR1VEN A LAND VEH1CLE... W1TH TH1S MUCH CLEARANCE BEFORE. JUST... JUST A SECOND... -forward again, carefully trying to maneuver... backs into another tent.- 

TAKODA: SH1T. UHH... -does this several more times before they can pull out of this spot and drive OUT of the settlement-

RILEY: -JERKS FORWARD and grabs onto the seat in front of her- holy shit.

QIRIN: =clears her throat= Are you sure about this?

HIGHBLOOD: =Good yes=

QIRIN: Takoda?

TAKODA: YES, SORRY. WE SHOULD BE GOOD NOW. }:) -sweats... driving down the road from the now partially demolished settlement. the mirthful messiahs were in GHB's favor.-

RILEY: carry on soldier.

QIRIN: =she's gonna stay awake....just in case....=

HIGHBLOOD: =this is why he's a faithful devote believer... he'll fix this. They know he will=

TAKODA: -turns on the radio and icp is playing... on every station- ... UMM. -the quiet is better anyway. he'll keep driving until somebody requests a stop, but there's at least a bathroom on the bus. it might be the worst thing they've ever seen, but it is a bathroom.-

QIRIN: =sideeyes takoda when the radio comes on=

[taskforcetumut]

ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0382

SUMMONER: =Here comes a him! He's wearing a pair of sporty looking swim shorts and a tank, showing off freckles and tan lines both. Holding a tiny baby Gallen in his arms as he flutters on down to the beach and making silly faces at him. Calls out over his shoulder.= you keep1ng up back there or what? =Back to Gallen.= (your dad 1s such a slowpoke,)

GHB: =Oh snap it's a clown, he's been around probably but also taking care of business elsewhere but damn does he love beaches so damn right he's taking his sweet time walking over the sand in the brightest tackiest stripey shorts and polka dotted tank. Mixing it up= the first beach i dip my toe on and my moment got ruined by a rushy motherfuckin flutterbug. can't even take in the moment of first sand in circulations

SUMMONER: =Lands into the sand with a smile, shifting Gallen onto his shoulders and holding onto his lil legs so he won't fall down. Folds his wings up and laughs.= by the pace you're go1ng at the beach would no longer be here by the t1me you arr1ved, SUMMONER: corroded away to noth1ng, SUMMONER: and only me and galpal got to see 1t, all 'cuz you're too slow,

GALLEN: =That sounds like a plan to him, he's enjoying all the flying about leans forward to lay on Rhodri's head, the jangly bells Chiron gave him sounding off as he flops forward= so! GHB: =Frowns at the child= you gonna agree? motherfuck up and forgot on the goods i up and provided just some hour ago. tiny ass flight ride not compared to the sweepin view you get on this here brother and don't forget that lil bit =But no he's here and immediately going to the water fucking bye but makes eye contact with Rhodri= you remember too, flight the only advantage you got rho sad facts though they is

SUMMONER: =Snickers as Gallen appears to agree, tilting his head just a teeny bit back to look up at him with a broad grin.= he knows what's up, SUMMONER: =The eye contact just makes him smile more, one that makes him get a mischevious glint in his own said eyes.= ooh, SUMMONER: so spoopy, SUMMONER: =Glances up at Gallen and starts walking to the edge of the water.= you l1ke seagulls gal? =Because there sure as fuck is suddenly a VAST AMOUNT OF SEAGULLS approaching. Right for Typhon's head, actually. THEY SQUAK.=

GALLEN: yah! =What's a seagull even? When he gets his answer he just looks in awe at all the birbs and claps for them= yooooo! :0 GHB: =Rude as hell even though Gallen seems pleased. What betrayal honestly, though he raise his eyebrow and wades in the water= wantin to be responsible for a feathery massacre on a beach front i take =But he's also getting in the water making the waves because fuck all that HONESTLY=

SUMMONER: =The flock of seagulls keep squaking and flying around Typhon's head in circles. Some even trying to perch on his head or on his horns. Though one hooded seagull comes flying over to Rhodri and Gallen.= SUMMONER: =Holds out one arm so that the seagull can perch there.= hey there buddy, =Lifts his arm so Gallen can see the seagull friend.= you can pet her gallen, 1t's okay, b1rds l1ke gett1ng l1ttle pets and scratches just l1ke everyone else, =Smiles softly, then tuts over at Typhon.= SUMMONER: and you want1ng to be respons1ble for traumat1z1ng a small wr1ggler, apparently, SUMMONER: they are just l1v1ng the1r b1rd l1fe,

GHB: =If Gallen wasn't on him Rhodri would get soggy beach trash in the face. Their perching isn't so much what's annoying as it is how obvious Rhodri's putting them there. Grumbles and eyeballs the brownblood= lil bit's bound to see worse up in this universe than that, bird life my lined ass =Some of that gets all distorted from him sinking further into the water even though it takes a while for his hair and horns to disappear= GALLEN: =Luckily none of that today though, he's eager to get his grubby hands on this bird. He's gonna pet AND scratch while babbling. Such a soft bird, what a pretty bird=

SUMMONER: =He can't help but to snicker as Typhon grumbles into the water, causing bubbles to rise. The seagulls are determined, the ones perched on the tips of his horns not flying away before they are utterly submerged. Even then they keep flying around in circles above the water, squaking away. Actually there might be a few fish and crab friends at the bottom of the sea pinching and nipping at the big's feet.= SUMMONER: =The hooded seagull closes her eyes, ruffling her feathers a little bit from the pets and scratches, head tilting and leaning for these grubby hands. Rhodri hums.= you're gonna befr1end all the b1rds at th1s rate gal, SUMMONER: a natural b1rd petter, }:)

GHB: =Watch him find a shark and slap Rhodri with it, but he does start to swim and collect stuff in a bag, crabs included if they're so insistent on being his PAL= GALLEN: =Nods because he's is so all about befriending things. He's also gonna hug this seagull, she's earned a good friendly squeeze chirring all the way. Bring it in Ms. Seagull=

SUMMONER: =Actually when the bag comes out they all suddenly seem very insistent on not being near him at all! They all swimming or skittering away to hide, some even nipping him in the back with their fishy lips.= SUMMONER: =Ms.Seagull doesn't seem to mind that, and so Gallen gets to hug a birb. She lets out a few friendly squaks.= SUMMONER: =Rhodri is mostly focused on keeping the animal friends out of danger, humming to himself to keep focus. Still he will slowly sit down, uncapthaing a colorful lil plastic basket and setting it down in the sand beside him.= 1 can show you some more th1ngs to befr1end 1f you'd l1ke gal, beaches got a lot of fr1ends 1f you know where to look for 'em,

GHB: =THAT'S WHAT HE THOUGHT, also if they get stuck in his hair that's none of his business nor his concern. Hell, that's dinner= GALLEN: =He's still hugging Ms. Seagull and looks at that colorful basket. Just up and starts to wiggle, he's gonna get down and place the seagull in the basket to give her a ride. But for now more friends has his attention= in san? :) =He's seen pictures of creatures on the sand and is down for finding them=

SUMMONER: =Luckily they don't get stuck in there, as they have Rhodri's guidance. However he grows bored since Typhon is down there for so long (should he be able to be down there so long anyway? he's got big lungs though, so that makes sense to him). The final note is to thank them, then have them all scatter to the winds. Or sea, rather.= SUMMONER: =Rhodri reaches up to help Gallen down instead of having him jump. He laughs a little at him putting Ms.Seagull in the basket. She nests there contently.= SUMMONER: mhm, that's r1ght! some l1ke to h1de 1n the sand, SUMMONER: but the best place to f1nd a lot of summer fun beach budd1es 1s 1n l1ttle coves or near cl1ffs1des, SUMMONER: 1t's the best hang out spot for starf1sh and crabs, not to ment1on all the clams, =Stands back up, brushing sand off himself then holding out a hand for Gallen.= we can go check those l1l pools over there out, =Points a lil ways down the beach where water has gathered in bumps and grooves in the rocks.=

GALLEN: =Lifts this basket and grabs Rhodri's hand kind of half listening he's excited to meed all these friends. Especially starfish! Tugs Rhodri a little and starts to scamper off in the direction Rhodri pointed without hesitations, flip flops kicking up sand while he shouts. It's outside time, time to scream in excitement= GHB: =He grew up on a beach, water ain't shit. But he does emerge soon with that sack and a few jars of seawater tucked under his arm. All this wet hair, goes up in the direction they're walking=

SUMMONER: =He's more than happy to be tugged along by Gallen. It's much more fun, not to mention easy, to be around kids once they are no longer all... Small and fragile. He has nightmares about having to hold an infant he swears. Ms.Seagull makes a few enthusiastic squaks along with Gallen, and y'know what? So does Rhodri. He cups a hand around his mouth and CROWS just like he used to back when he was a tiny troll living in the wilds.= SUMMONER: =Also OBLIVIOUS to the soaked giant emerging.=

GALLEN: =The crows encourage him to be EVEN LOUDER. Trying to imitate the sound but it mostly sounds like shrieking.= GHB: =Excellent, while he's hopping and hollering Typhon reaches in the bag and takes some seaweed he grabbed and slaps that hand right over Rhodri's mouth and hands. Gonna lift him and Gallen and honks because Gallen honking is literally the most fun sound you could ever shout. The babby giggles=

SUMMONER: =Crowing and laughing along with Gallen all blissfully unawares. Then suddenly there's seaweed over his mouth. BLUH!!!= SUMMONER: =Unfurls his wings on instinct, ready to kick backwards and elbow both. But wait, should he even be violent in front of a kid??? Gallen is giggling though. He decides to BITE through the seasweed, spitting it to the ground while he's hoisted.= and so the fuck1ng blobf1sh emerges, =Kick kick.=

GHB: =He could dunk him in the ocean, the temptation is strong. He actually stops to consider this and gets a good grip on Rhodri's shorts= you hear that lil bit? flutterbug sees a whole motherfuckin blobfish out in the blue vastness, you think he ought go see it? GALLEN: =WOOPS and kicks his legs also, enthusiastic to see this fish friend= yah! GHB: =Looks at Rhodri= :o)

SUMMONER: =He's squirming in the grip, a laugh in the back of his throat to hide the fact that he wanted to hiss.= the blobf1sh 1s r1ght here though, clear as day, SUMMONER: =Grins at Typhon's dumb face.= a1n't my fault 1f other people can't see 1t, SUMMONER: =Kissy face.= b1g cute blobf1sh try1ng so hard, 1t's prec1ous,

GHB: =Alright, get in the ocean. Naughty trolls get sea dunks Gallen, remember that. Tightens hold on the baby and starts to walk to the water= hey lil bit do like me =INHALES, PUFFS CHEEKS= GALLEN: ... =Copies this, trying not to smile and scrunches up his face like when he gets his hair washed= GHB: =Jogs to the shore again. Jumps. SPLOOSH big wave. Hopefully Ms. Seagull had the bird brains to get the fuck out of dodge=

SUMMONER: =He begins to squirm wildly as Typhon starts jogging. Like a cat about to get a most unwanted bath. He swears under his breath, kicking backwards and scratching at Typhon's arms, but alas.= SUMMONER: fUCK, =Takes a big gulp of air just before they hit the surface of the water, Ms.Seagull indeed getting the fuck out of dodge. Intense anger squirms happen underwater, his body feeling heavy as his wings drag down from getting wet 'n' submerged.=

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ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0377

DIRK: -the dork captain is HERE. he is zipping over to the food line, seeming intent on getting in and out of there before SOME kind of drama erupts around him.-

MEENAH: -good thing it's meenah here, queen of chill- -she's casually eating all the seafood that's set out-

MEENAH: -like a good peixes-

TAVROS: =He's been working out like he does every morning now, except today he had company! He's a bit hunched over, holding Durgah's hands, and she's standing on his feet. They're walking together! Walk walk into the cafeteria.=

DIRK: -well, he can't not sup nod at meenah. SUP. oh that fried shrimp looks good.- Excuse me. -REACHES around her.-

DIRK: -A BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and durgah-

MEENAH: -SMACKS HIS HAND AWAY-

DIRK: Ouch.

MEENAH: water u doin buoy

GALLEN: =Wayward baby sitting directly on the tray line, his little hands are wrist deep in the chicken tenders=

DIRK: I'm grabbing some food?

MEENAH: naught this food this is mine

DIRK: You can't stake claim to... -trails off because he finally notices gallen-

DIRK: ... -picks him up-

GALLEN: =Am lift, offers Dirk some slobbery tenders also he's gonna cling to him. Greasy fullbody hug=

DIRK: ... No thank you. -holds him on his hip- Anyway, as I was saying. DIRK: You can't stake claim to all the seafood in the line. I mean, I guess you can, but I want some shrimp.

MEENAH: too bad -eats some while staring him right in the eye-

TAVROS: =He's looking downward still since they are walking, talking quietly with Durgah. But the child makes a "POW" sound as Dirk's hand gets smacked. A FIGHT!!! She grins and tries walking faster, which makes Tavros almost fall over.= wOAH, hEH, iT'S OKAY TO GO SLOW, iT'S NOT LIKE ALL THE FOOD, iS GOING TO DISAPPEAR, 

TAVROS: =Looks up finally and grins crookedly at the people there. Picks up Durgah to carry her instead.= (oH, mAYBE NOT,) 

DURGAH: =Giggles.=

DIRK: -looks at the bullfriend- Hey, Tavros. I'm being bullied over here.

MEENAH: lol

DIRK: -HE ACCIDENTALLY PUNNED-

TAVROS: =Walks on over with Durgah on his arm.= wHAT, 

TAVROS: bUT WHY, 

TAVROS: wHEN IT IS SO MUCH BETTER, tO NOT BE DOING THAT, aND BE FRIENDS, =Crooked smile and looking at Meenah all friendly even if he's >:O on the inside. Don't bully his friends.= 

DURGAH: = Cat eyes at the other small troll. She wants to FIGHT. Or FRIEND. Either or. She reaches a little with her very smol arms. 833 =

DIRK: Well, there is shrimp at stake here.

MEENAH: no there aint cuz its already mine

DIRK: Do you want me to throw you into the brig?

GALLEN: =touches his cheek with the soggy chicken anyway and also gives Meenah one while happily babbling. Spots the friend also. Does she want some chicken? He has chicken for days in his pocketses=

TAVROS: uHH, 

TAVROS: iNSTEAD OF THROWING PEOPLE INTO BRIGS, aND POSSIBLY ANY OTHER PLACES, 

TAVROS: oR THE WHOLE, uHM, sHRIMP HOARDING BUSINESS, 

TAVROS: hOW ABOUT SHARING IT, sO THAT EVERYONE CAN SHRIMPLY HAVE A GOOD TIME, }:) 

DURGAH: =Smol gasp! She smells the meat! She wants it! Makes a pleased hissy noise and reaches more eagerly for. Makes grabby hands.= UH-UH!!!~>

DIRK: Hmm... I don't know. I'm kind of feelin' the brig thing.

GALLEN: =Chucks handfuls of chicken tenders at the friend and also Tavros.=

DIRK: -oh dear...-

MEENAH: im kinda feelin the none a this an its reely all mine

DURGAH: =Gleeful hisses at all this flying meat! She tries to grab some out of the air.= 

TAVROS: sOMEHOW i AM NOT VERY SU-- bLUH! =Gets a chicken tender right on the face. It falls to the floor, Tavros looking a little startled and Durgah giggling.=

DIRK: Oh shit. Man down.

GALLEN: =Giggles and claps his greasy hands like the ruthless assailant he is=

DIRK: You shouldn't throw meat chunks at other people, Rainbow Baby.

DIRK: But you don't have to listen to me, I'm not your dad.

GHB: =looming in the bg, throw as much meat as u want son=

TAVROS: =Scrunches his nose, then laughs a little bit.= aT LEAST IT WASN'T SOMETHING SOMETHING VERY HARD, lIKE AN APPLE, TAVROS: oR TWENTY, =Rubs his face with his free hand.= 

DURGAH: =She caught one and is nomming at it happily, nodding along with what Tavros is saying. Whatever that is. Makes silly faces at Gallen while she eats.=

MEENAH: dang these grubs is ruthless -trying to stuff as much shrimp in her pockets as she can while dirk's distracted-

DIRK: -MEENAH GIVE ME YOUR SHRAMP-

GALLEN: =He's willing to trade chicken for shrimps, he's actually a bold child and leans way off Dirk over to Meenah while smiling and babbling at Durgah.=

DIRK: -oh... scoots a little closer to meenah with the baby-

TAVROS: rUTHLESS ABOUT SHARING THE GOODS, tHAT HE HAS, TAVROS: bECAUSE SHARING IS CARING, rIGHT? =Directs that at Durgah.= 

DURGAH: YAH!!!~> =Nodnods while her teeth are in the chicken. She has no idea what is going on.= 

TAVROS: rIGHT, =Big grin.=

DIRK: Meenah should take a page from these kiddies books.

MEENAH: nah this is lame as shell

GALLEN: =puts his hand right on Meenah's tray. Fearless.=

TAVROS: tHERE IS VERY LITTLE THAT IS LAME, TAVROS: aBOUT HAVING A GOOD TIME, 

TAVROS: wITH MANY OTHER PEOPLE, aND SHARING THOSE TIMES, aT LEAST THAT IS HOW i AM THINKING, 

DURGAH: =Gallen is so fearless! She is very much 833 over here. She's also consumed all of the chicken, and she hungers for more. Squirms a lil in the bara dad embrace.=

DIRK: Trust him. He's an expert on these things.

EQUIUS: -Suddenly hornse. He's here for oatmeal-

EQUIUS: -There's so many people. He nods at Dirk and and Tavros. Durgah gets a wave.-

MEENAH: -OH SNAP it's a hornse-

MEENAH: -she dont know him though-

EQUIUS: -Squints at Meenah. This is...odd.-

EQUIUS: D --> Meenah? Peixes

MEENAH: yup

EQUIUS: D --> How

DIRK: ...

DIRK: Oh.

MEENAH: dunno you tell me MEENAH: was just born great is all

EQUIUS: -Looks like Dirk like...-

EQUIUS: -He's seen so much weird shit and he is a tired horse. He's gonna continue the quest for oatmeal-

DIRK: ... -watches him sheepishly. oh right, he can grab food now finally since he let the child go.-

DIRK: Hey Equius, I've been meaning to talk to you.

EQUIUS: D --> Yes Dir--Captain

DIRK: Well, I've been drawing up some designs for Eridan. Cybernetic enhancements, to help him walk again.

DIRK: Unfortunately, I don't have much time anymore to do more than brainstorm ideas. So I was wondering if you wanted to take on the project from there?

MEENAH: -snorfs all the shramps down-

EQUIUS: D --> YES! Ahem, I mean yes. That is well within my capabilities and I'd be more than happy to head the project

DIRK: -tries not to draw attention to the outburst by smiling- Awesome. I'll send you what I've got so far. -beep boops on his computer shades, transferring his designs to equius-

EQUIUS: -His comm device beeps and he's sweating gently and excitedly-

EQUIUS: D --> Thank you. I'll start post haste

DIRK: No problem, dude. 

DIRK: Eridan is a little particular, so you should probably get with him frequently for feedback. Oh, I'd suggest getting input from John as well. -grabs NACHOS since he's not allowed to eat SHRIMP-

MEENAH: 38)

EQUIUS: -Nachos are a much better choice-

EQUIUS: D --> Of horse. I'll confer with Eridan, first hoovever I'll review your designs

DIRK: Cool. -looks at meenah and crunches a nacho-

MEENAH: -crunches a shrimp back at him-

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ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0352

DIRK: -shuffling around the atrium, opening up panels here and there, messing with contents. he looks pretty tired, but DETERMINED.-

ROXY: =She's here and also looking pretty tired but not so... deadpan. Shuffles up behind him and gently punches his butt=

DIRK: -ah yes, he knows that butt punch. he glances over his shoulder at her.- Hey there.

ROXY: hey... ROXY: you should take a break

DIRK: -looks between her and the panel, expression softening- ... Yeah. You're probably right.

REDGLARE: -She appears to have followed for a few paces, watching this checking happen for at least three panels now. -

ROXY: =Just kind of, grabs his arm and gestures for him to come sit down= ROXY: =Se feels like a dunkass for letting him do this to himself.= a really long one

ROXY: i mean like the full deal

DIRK: Alright. I'm coming. -glances in redglare's direction. he had kind of noticed her following, but wasn't sure what the deal was there... not that he didn't have a few guesses- DIRK: -shuffles along towards a table before getting cozy in a seat-

ROXY: =Sits next to him and she sees you there also Redglare. Sees u with her special eyes= ROXY: im sorry

DIRK: ... Sorry? DIRK: You don't have anything to apologize for.

ROXY: ive been actin like a straight up donkey nut for weeks ROXY: idk i feel like thats somethin to apologize for

DIRK: Well... I was worried about you. -he thinks there's probably more he could've done about that, though- DIRK: I take it you're... feeling more like yourself? -reaches out to hold onto her hand-

ROXY: feeling less like not me =shrugs=

DIRK: -draws his thumbs over her hand- That's something. DIRK: I'm sorry too. DIRK: You could've used more support. And some Strider style butt punches.

ROXY: cant say i havent had any ROXY: it just.. didnt stick ROXY: i dunno

DIRK: -nods- I get that. DIRK: But... It'll get better from here.

ROXY: ...... ROXY: yeah ROXY: heres 2 hopin

DIRK: -more hand pats. he's quiet while he tries to think of a subject change...- So... DIRK: Eridan seems to be doing well.

ROXY: =A change in topic is good= yeah hes doin a lil better ROXY: theyre switching his pain killer cause the last one made him sick

DIRK: Poor dude. DIRK: But I mean, he seems to be in a good place mentally? He ain't actin' so defeatist about everything, anyway.

ROXY: yeah that is different ROXY: which is good ROXY: im glad hes good

DIRK: I was trying to tell him he's making the right decision stepping down. At the very least, it's right for him. DIRK: It was eating away at him and clearly driving him to make... unsavory decisions. DIRK: It's definitely time to pass the torch to somebody who's going to utilize all the skills and resources this crew has to offer. You know? Uh-- DIRK: ... This whole thing might be on my mind a lot.

ROXY: its for the best ROXY: whatve u been thinkin about it

REDGLARE: -well this is the discussion she is actually here for. She would be eavesdropping if she were making any attempt to hide herself, but isn't-

DIRK: -redglare... please...- DIRK: Who he's going to decide on, mostly.

ROXY: =Looks up, finger guns tiredly at Redglare= pow(edited)

REDGLARE: You'v3 b33n do1ng 4 lot of th4t.

ROXY: i like 2 stay consistent ROXY: by the by everyone gets weapons upgrades so im gonna be doin it even more

REDGLARE: -YOU CANT UPGRADE THE CLASSICS, ROXY-

JADE: -upgrade THIS!!!-

JADE: -by which I mean here she is-

DIRK: -LOOK ITS TEAM MOST ELLIGABLE-

REDGLARE: -NODS A LITTLE at Jade.-

ROXY: =WATCH HER. finger guns at Jade also= bang

JADE: hi! oof

JADE: roxy why XC(edited)

ROXY: im unstoppable

JADE: a machine!!! a shooting machine!!!

JADE: some would say a gun

REDGLARE: 4n upgr4d3d on3.

JADE: oh??

ROXY: surprise ROXY: new toys for every1

JADE: :o

JADE: hooray!!!

DIRK: -he's feeling just a lil bit awkward with jade here, but he'll try not to let it show-

JADE: im almost done with our new armor too how about that!

JADE: i wanted to try introducing it before we take off so everyone can get used to how it works

REDGLARE: 4rmor?

JADE: yeah!!

JADE: its got a few built in systems

JADE: but its mostly just like a suit

DIRK: It's badass is what it is.

REDGLARE: -She remembers when combat was mostly trolls with melee weapons mangling each other. This makes her feel very old.-

REDGLARE: -SITS DOWN WITH HER HEAD IN HER HAND.-

GHB: =Just ain't how it used to be=

JADE: -lol!!!!- yeah ok it is pretty badass

DIRK: -WELCOME TO THE FUTURE RG. A FUTURE MADE BRIGHT BY MAD SCIENTIST HUMANS.-

REDGLARE: ...W3'll h4v3 to 4djust tr41n1ng r3g1m3n 4ccord1ngly. 1 suppos3 1t's only go1ng to 3sc4l4t3 from h3r3.

JADE: of course!

UNCLE BRO: -Strolls in.-

JOHN: -trots up with a sandwich in hand, attracted by the sound of voices and activity.- ?

UNCLE BRO: Sup dirk roxy and jade

REDGLARE: -wow excuse-

ROXY: yo also hey john

REDGLARE: D4v3nforth.

JOHN: -oh its you too. side eyes uncle bro before waving - hey guys!

DAVE-walks in. walks out-

UNCLE BRO: Oh shit sorry babycakes i aint see you there

REDGLARE: Y3s you d1d.

UNCLE BRO: -John gets a sup nod-

DIRK: Hey uncle. DIRK: Hey John.

JOHN: -makes a weird face at him before plonking next to Roxy and Dirk on table.-

REDGLARE: 4ny 3v3nt, 1 suppos3 w3'll 4ll b3 w34r1ng dw4rf st4r m4t3r14l 4rmor pow3r3d by sup3rnov4 1n 4 y34r, 4t th1s r4t3.

UNCLE BRO: -kisses Redglares head-

UNCLE BRO: Whats up

DIRK: Now you're just talkin' crazy talk, RG.

JADE: -side eyes Bruncle-

JADE: hi john!

JADE: that's the plan

ROXY: =Consider this armor tho=

ROXY: =She is=

JADE: just kidding, we would literally die

JOHN: woah i didn't see you there. everyone's here today.

REDGLARE: >:/

JADE: hehe everyone???

REDGLARE: St1ll not putt1ng 1t p4st you.

JOHN: -jade gets hugs!-

JADE: -tail wag- trust me if i find a way were doing it!

JADE: maybe ill ask the sprites for help

UNCLE BRO: Lets think about the swords we could have though

JOHN: -love me!- are you talking about that tron armor you were doing?

JADE: yeah!

JADE: -I do love u-

JADE: -the most bro snugs-

JOHN: -yes good excellent.- man that will be so kick ass.

REDGLARE: -you young kids with your Nintendo wiimotes and your bubble tea-

JOHN: maybe i'll wear it under my lab coat and then dramatically rip it off like superman if stuff gets hairy.

UNCLE BRO: -Puts an arm around Redglare-

JADE: of course you will! theyre going to be under everyones clothes

JOHN: oh man! so sweet!

JADE: -that me momo... This is still so weird-

UNCLE BRO: Whats this about iron man armor

JADE: not iron man!

REDGLARE: -she's all leaned up on. She pokes his ribs.- 1 thought you would b4 p4y1ng 4tt3nt1on.

JADE: -though she does have iron lass armor...-

UNCLE BRO: War machine then

JADE: i dont know what youre talking about but its armor im working on!

UNCLE BRO: Im trying to but your beauty and draconian ways are distracting me babe

JOHN: -finally releases sister and then plonks back down to keep eating his sammich.-

UNCLE BRO: Oh shit tell me more harley

JADE: -stares at him as he has two conversations at once like :|- ... weeeell!

JADE: theyre going to have nanomachines that monitor our health for one(edited)

UNCLE BRO: ....

DIRK: -NANOMACHINES, UNCLE-

UNCLE BRO: I need an eyepatch

JADE: and theyll also be light compression so they--

REDGLARE: You do not 3v3n show your 3y3s.

UNCLE BRO: Dont care

JADE: ... -sits down next to John-

JOHN: the medical team can see you when you're sleeping. we know when you're awake. -SINGSONG VOICE, MUNCH MUNCH.-

UNCLE BRO: So were gettin octocamo

JOHN: ok probably not but it's fun to think about.

UNCLE BRO: -Vibrates gently-

DIRK: -he isn't sure if he's relieved the conversation got derailed from captain talk or not... his thoughts always seem to come back to it. dammit.-

REDGLARE: 4r3 w3 go1ng to r3qu1r3 th3s3 m4ch1n3s b3 1n our blood?

UNCLE BRO: -Give him the nanomachines he will inject them NOW-

REDGLARE: -TAINT NATURAL-

UNCLE BRO: -His taint is natural-

DIRK: -BRUNCLE NO-

JADE: well not necessarily...! but if theres an injury they can help stop bleeding and things like that

JOHN: (3/4ths of you probably already have had them in your blood because we use them for severe surgery hahaha...)

JADE: ... -it me...-

UNCLE BRO: Will it help increase endurance what about speed

REDGLARE: You'r3 3njoy1ng th1s too much.

JADE: well technically yes it could increase endurance!

UNCLE BRO: -Pokes her boober-

JADE: it wouldnt affect speed unless the nanomachines were inside you

JADE: um(edited)

DIRK: -SOON HE WILL BECOME THE CYBORG NINJA HE ALWAYS DREAMED OF BEING-

JADE: :/

JOHN: -did he just touch her boobie in public. THIS GUY IS WEIRD AF.-

UNCLE BRO: Alright but what if your gene sequence is modified how would the nanomachines affect that

REDGLARE: -HANDSMACK @ THE BOOB POKE-

JADE: i actually think im done talking about this now

UNCLE BRO: -Pokerface-

JOHN: aww see what you did with your anime bullshit.

JOHN: -whines cuz he likes hearing about the sweet loot.-

DIRK: -he could go on but it's jade's project...-

JADE: i can tell you more about it john

JADE: later

JADE: i want to talk to you anyway

JOHN: -su star eyes .jpg. Nod.-(edited)

REDGLARE: 1 4m f1n3 w1th l34v1ng th3 top1c wh3r3 1t l4y. Ch41n of comm4nd r3structur1ng 1s go1ng to k33p us from putt1ng most of 1t to us3 for som3 t1m3.

DIRK: -oh dammit we're back to that again. twiddles his thumbs.-

UNCLE BRO: -Sighs-

JADE: yeah maybe

JOHN: who did you guys nominate? -fast eating while talking.-

JADE: ummm

REDGLARE: 1 doubt 4nyon3 would b3 surpr1s3d by my 4nsw3rs.

UNCLE BRO: Do we gotta talk about this

JADE: id rather not say!

JOHN: i guess not if its that awkward. :B

-SHRUG.-

REDGLARE: 1 w4s off3r3d, 4t on3 po1nt. D1dnt f33l r1ght, though.

UNCLE BRO: Aww cmon

DIRK: -pokerfaces to the MAX. he knows things...-

REDGLARE: Don't "4www" 4t m3.

UNCLE BRO: I think youd do an okay job

REDGLARE: 1t 1s d1ff1cult 3nough m4n4g1ng th3 sh1pm3n.

JOHN: but you're basically in charge of a lot of stuff anyways right miss glare?

REDGLARE: S3v3r4l of wh1ch 4r3 cl34rly--

REDGLARE: -miss glare, oh god.-

REDGLARE: -She's not sure if that's precious or ridiculous.-

UNCLE BRO: Clearly what

JOHN: -he sees no issue here.-

REDGLARE: S3d1t1ous, 1 w4s go1ng to s4y.

REDGLARE: 1 would do 4 poor job of m4k1ng both th3 f1rst 4nd l4st c4ll b3s1d3 th4t.

UNCLE BRO: Well

JOHN: -both jade and dirk look really uncomfortable so he looks back and forth between them with eyebrows.-

JADE: -she doesn't know things but she IS a little awkward about it. She has no idea how this is going to go but she does know she wants to help-

DIRK: -stares back at John. Deep into his soul.-

JADE: -wtf. Also stares at Dirk-

JOHN: -he sees only his own reflection. hello beautiful.-

JADE: -when will your reflection show...-

REDGLARE: -She starts staring, too. Clearly there's something to see.-

JOHN: hmm! ...

DIRK: -THIS STARING BACK THING IS BACKFIRINg-

JOHN: well my opinion doesn't matter anyways but i nominated jade! -CRUSH TENSION DESTROY.-

JADE: omg

JADE: really?

DIRK: -sweats a little-

UNCLE BRO: Interesting

JOHN: yup.

JADE: -that's...-

REDGLARE: 1t's 4 good cho1c3.

JADE: -oh gosh- i dont know if that would happen but thats really nice of you to say

JADE: or think!

UNCLE BRO: -He nominated Redglare...-

JOHN: its kind of obvious. i mean there's a lot of other good candidates too but i think i know you best.

REDGLARE: ->:o-

JADE: -NCSKNOCSNS- john haha!!

JADE: i guess thats fair for you to think then

JOHN: are you getting red? hahaha!

JADE: nooo stop!

JADE: -face in hands-

JOHN: nyeh heh heh heh. -nudges her.-

JADE: i appreciate it thats all!!

JADE: i have to worry about skaianet anyway so

REDGLARE: -she nods, slightly pursed lips.-

ARADIA: -here comes she-

ARADIA: -casually sliding into the conversation-

JOHN: -perks up.-

DIRK: -sup nods at her-

ARADIA: -smiles back-

JADE: -AWKWARD AND FLUSTERED-

JOHN: -pats jade a lot.- heyloooo!

DIRK: -glances at jade- Are you saying you wouldn't accept it if he offered it to you?

JADE: i-- well...

JADE: i dont know

JOHN: -EASILY DISTRACTED by hello nurse.-

UNCLE BRO: -Sup nods at Aradia-

ARADIA: -waves at bruncle and slides next to John-

JADE: it would just be a hard thing to do JADE: but i guess it would be for anyone!

JADE: whoever takes over is going to need a lot of help

JADE: thats what i think

JOHN: :D

JOHN: you want half my sandwich?

ARADIA: sure!

ARADIA: -sandwiches again-

JOHN: -sliiiiice. its a triple decker grilled cheese.-

DIRK: -nods- I suggested to Eridan we do a co-captain type situation again. Maybe bring in another first mate. DIRK: He seemed kinda into it. -shrugs-

JADE: oh yeah!!

JADE: that would be a great idea

REDGLARE: So long 4s w3 k33p from 4ny furth3r s3cr3t d34l1ngs.

JOHN: oh they're talking about the captain thing. who did you nominate? i nominated jade. -passes her the half.-

JADE: well... i sure wouldnt let that happen again!

DIRK: Well, there won't be any underhanded assholes involved in this hypothetical trio, so... -wishes he had something to sip-

DIRK: - G DO H E HATES ARANEA SO MUCH-

JADE: how do you know dirk? :p

DIRK: ...

DIRK: -dammit-

JADE: -SHE WAS MOSTLY KIDDING but that silence makes her- :O

REDGLARE: >:o

DIRK: Of course that won't be a problem again. -SCRAMBLES-

JOHN: (lol busted.)

JADE: haha!! omg

ARADIA: -takes the sandwich- its a secret                        

JADE: well looks like its time for a subject change again

JADE: good thing i have one

JADE: have any of you seen dave around?

DIRK: ...

DIRK: -more awkward silence-

REDGLARE: No. W4sn't 3xp3ct1ng to.

JADE: -she's staring at Dirk specifically-

DIRK: ... Yeah. I saw him last night.

JADE: oh??

JOHN: aww whaaat? no fair im the only schmuck telling people?

JADE: he told me he had an overnight shift but i havent seen him this morning so

TEREZI: -standing in the background with Starbonds.-

JADE: i was just wondering where he was

ARADIA: apparently yes :p

DIRK: He's... probably with our dad.

JOHN: -pretending he's not listening to dave talk but he totally is.-(edited)

REDGLARE: -Disgusted noise.-

JADE: oh...!

JADE: -uh oh-

JADE: -what does that mean-

JADE: ... is he ok

DIRK: -IT NEVER MEANS ANYTHING GOOD THATS FOR SURE- BRO: -wow......................-

DIRK: ... He's uh. -hhrrng- DIRK: No, not really. We probably shouldn't talk about it here.

JOHN: you gotta tell me though. here, what are your demands?

JADE: ok -she looks around for a second and then stands up-

ARADIA: who says i have any demands?

DIRK: ... -stands up also before... awkwardly shuffling over to... a plant.-

JADE: -follows him to the Plant of Discretion-

JOHN: well if you do have some what are they?

-well there goes his eavesdropping but O WELL.-

ARADIA: its more fun if you make it like a game

DIRK: Alright. Well... I guess he was talking to Eridan yesterday. DIRK: And... You got brought up. -do you see where I'm going here jade I hope so-

JADE: .... huh??(edited)

JADE: -she kind of doesn't-

JADE: ... wait

JADE: what did he say

DIRK: From what I gather, he implied that you two have a pitch thing going on?

JADE: .... uuurrrrggghhh no

JOHN: -STARES AT.- a game huh? you've caught my entire attention!

JADE: -god!!!! Damn it!!!!-

DIRK: Is that... untrue?

REDGLARE: -laser eyes at the plant-

JADE: well its-- not like that!

JADE: i told eridan we could think about it if it was like... a platonic thing JADE: and that i needed to talk to dave about it too

JADE: there just... hasnt seemed like a good time (edited)

DIRK: A platonic thing? DIRK: I mean, Eridan did talk to me about it a few days ago. He said it wasn't exactly by the books but... Anyway, DIRK: You know how Dave is. Now he's thinkin' he did something wrong and I tried to explain to him it's not like that regardless of what's going on. He calmed down a lil bit after that but ultimately ended up staying with our dad for the night. He wasn't sure how to talk to you about it.

JADE: -just... rests face in hands-

JADE: ugh... this is all my fault

JADE: we should have talked about this by now

DIRK: ... Yeah. DIRK: I know shit is always going on but... Yeah.

JADE: ill talk to him

DIRK: -nods- Alright. DIRK: ... Also, since we're alone... I didn't really want to talk about this in front of everyone else. DIRK: But... Eridan told me he's considering you, Roxy, or myself for the captain position.

JADE: -blinks up at him- oh...

JADE: well

JADE: ill be ok with that either way

ARADIA: i really dont know where to go with it other than a game ARADIA: i dont know how to play it (edited)

DIRK: ... Yeah?

JADE: of course!!

JADE: i would be behind you two all the way

JADE: i mean... i nominated you too

DIRK: Oh. DIRK: You did?

JADE: yes!!

JOHN: hmm, i guess it falls on my shoulders then!

JOHN: what about a contest?

ARADIA: a contest?

JOHN: yeah, if i win you tell me your secret and if you win uh..(edited)

JOHN: something ...else happens?

ARADIA: sounds good to me!

DIRK: Huh. DIRK: Well, thanks. DIRK: ... I've been thinking about it a lot. Maybe too much. DIRK: But just knowing I'm a possibility... I don't wanna waste time if it does come down to me, you know?

JADE: i understand

JOHN: what happens if you win though? -EL SQUINTO.-

JADE: i feel the same!

JADE: maybe we could talk about it together later if you want

JADE: i dont see why we shouldnt

DIRK: -nods- Yeah... That's a good idea.

JADE: :) JADE: ... i need to go though JADE: i dont really want to do anything until i talk to dave

DIRK: Right. You go take care of that. DIRK: I'm gonna go... hang out, I guess. Promised Roxy I'd take a break.

JADE: also good thinking!!

JADE: ill see you in a while

DIRK: Later. -shuffles out from behind the plant with a wave and returns to the table to stare at john and aradia-

JADE: -wanders away, letting herself frown a lot more now that she isn't talking to anyone-

ARADIA: hmmm! ARADIA: how about you tell me a secret

REDGLARE: -still there with kinda a >:I face at this flirting couple nonsense-

JOHN: -owlturn @ dirk but frowns as he watches jade leave.-

JOHN: ....-and then back to aradia.- yeah i guess that would be fair. although it would have to be a secret of a personal nature since i told you who I'm nominating already.

DIRK: Secrets of a personal nature? -leans forward in interest-

DIRK: What are you guys talking about?

JOHN: pshh of course you'd zone in on that.

REDGLARE: Th4t 1s 4 myst3ry. -if only she had something better to be doing. if only-

TEREZI: -still standing in the distance, sipping her coffee-

JOHN: it's quite simple officer glare. we just need to think of a fun contest to decide who tells who the secret.

ARADIA: contests and nominations and secrets

DIRK: That's cute.

ARADIA: thanks!

DIRK: You two should arm wrestle.

JOHN: hmph! i wouldn't say cute per se...

JOHN: maybe fun and mysterious!

ARADIA: ooh we should

JOHN: you want to arm wrestle?

-DUBIOUS.-

DIRK: -gendo poses-

JOHN: (sighhh)

ARADIA: yeah!

DIRK: -ARM WRESTLING IS ROMANTIC??-

JOHN: well i guess we could....but im stronger than i look, just letting you know.

DIRK: -hides his mouth while he murmurs at aradia- (Just use psionics.) DIRK: -clearly he's trying to play hitch here-

JOHN: normal hand holding! -holds her hand.-

JOHN: activate competitive hand holding. -SQUEEZES IT AND ARM WRESTLING STANCE.-

DIRK: -omg... john is such a dork-

JOHN: pshhhh weeeee wooo! -transformer sounds.-

DIRK: -decides to record this-

ARADIA: -grins and psionics johns hand down-

DIRK: ...

JOHN: -YELPS???-

DIRK: No showmanship at all. Damn.

JOHN: -BLAM!-

DIRK: Fucking owned.

ARADIA: sorry accident

JOHN: aradia thats no fair, you used your psychic powers. -WHINE AND still can't move hand.-

DIRK: Yeah. You gotta be subtle if you're gonna cheat.

JOHN: wow dirk!

REDGLARE: -She gets up to go walk over to terezi. this SHAMELESS display.-

JOHN: no honor code at all.(edited)

DIRK: Hey, I'm not saying I would cheat. DIRK: I mean, clearly I would win if it was between us so why would I resort to that?

JOHN: oh bluh bluh bluh!

MEENAH: -pops up out of nowhere- dam you lost son

DIRK: -jumps-(edited)

JOHN: oh brother.

ARADIA: rematch

JOHN: the peanut gallery has officially formed and im deathly allergic.

MEENAH: 38)

DIRK: -snort-

TEREZI: -Oh hi redglare what's up would you like a coffee? she also has a muffin. It's blueberry.-

JOHN: -nods and readies arm- you got it hon! fair and square! -LOUDLY IGNORES MEENAH-

MEENAH: araydia whoop his ass

DIRK: -pats a seat next to him for meenah-

MEENAH: -sits her own ass on down-

ARADIA: ready set go!

JOHN: -squeeze FUUUUTUUUUUUREEE.-

REDGLARE: -She will indeed take a coffee.- Th4nk you.

MEENAH: got some cake w your name on it john

JOHN: no i don't want cake! -YELLS THAT PRETTY AGGRESSIVELY. it might distract him for a sec.-

TEREZI: -nods and sips hers again. Standig there like she's at an office water dispenser conversation. So. things have happened.-

MEENAH: shore you do

DIRK: ... -looks at meenah- I would like some cake.

MEENAH: ocray MEENAH: -whips out that cake which says JOHN <3'S CAKE in big glittery letters-

JOHN: what the fuck IS THAT? -OK he's totally distracted now.-

ARADIA: -she's not cheating yet but using all of her strength-

JOHN: -she wins pretty easily with that opening.-

JOHN: -hand smacks down on the table.- >8(

ARADIA: yeah!

DIRK: -snickers- Way to go, Aradia.

JOHN: well i guess that's fair.....

JOHN: its not your fault that meenahs so awful.

ARADIA: hey meenah just knows a different way to play!

JOHN: hmm whatever. this is your victory not hers! -HES NOT LOOKING AT THE CAKE NO MATTER HOW SHINY IT IS.-

MEENAH: 38)))) -she totally counts this as a victory- my cakes too stunnin

JOHN: so uh, what kind of secret did you want? just any old secret?

JOHN: im kind of an open book! -keeps holding her hands.-

-shut up meenah!-

MEENAH: -NEBBER-

DIRK: (You gonna cut up this cake or naw?)

MEENAH: -whips out a tiny knife that looks like a fish- -CUTS UP THE CAKE. its triple fudge with raspberry filling-

ARADIA: something no one else knows!

DIRK: Ohhh shit. That is one fancy ass confection.

JOHN: -i bet my dad could make a better one anyways.-

JOHN: oh jeez. that's gonna be tough! hmm.

MEENAH: -shut ur trap- you know it -pulls out some adorable fish plates and dishes a slice out to him-

DIRK: -SO KAWAII.- Thank you.

JOHN: -the cake smell is assaulting his senses and making it difficult to concentrate. he wrinkles his nose and scoots closer to aradia.- it's kind of hard to think of something NOBODY else knows. but i'll try.

JOHN: do you have a lot of secrets like that? -eyebrow raise.-

ARADIA: -tilts her head- maybe

JOHN: that's so mysterious!

JOHN: we have to have another contest sometime. >:/

MEENAH: bakeoff MEENAH: cake eatin MEENAH: just two of many

JOHN: that's just gross.

DIRK: -chewing- This cake is delicious though.

JOHN: -and feferi's fish themed cutlery is much cuter.-

MEENAH: somemobys got taste and it aint egghead

JOHN: -makes fake throw up noises.

JOHN: (well i thought of sometihng to tell you but i think i'll message it to you.)

JOHN: (because it really is a pretty secret secret.)

MEENAH: bet u its he likes my cake

JOHN: it's definitley not that!

MEENAH: yeah p shore it is

JOHN: pretty you're shore you're WRONG.

JOHN: i mean...pretty sure...

JOHN: i mean.

JOHN: god damn it!

-tongue twisted.-

DIRK: -snorts-

MEENAH: good job

JOHN: -HARASSED SNORTING NOISES NEAR ARADIA.-

ARADIA: oh my god ARADIA: tell me

JOHN: >:C -focuses intently on phone as he messages aradia.-

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10:08 AM

DAVE: -here is Dave, just DAVEING around. Which means he is just sitting around in the atrium, working on some final touches of a new song on his laptop-

10:09 AM

DIRK: -here comes dirk, ready to dirk around, which means he's going to harass dave and act like nothing happened the other day.- DIRK: What are you working on there?

10:14 AM

MEENAH: -SHE'S ALSO HERE, looking fine as ever- -she starts setting up one of her bake sales, now that she's got fresh goods thanks to their latest stop-

10:22 AM

DAVE: -notices this bake sale happening and feels a little hungry. Hungry enough to get up and capchalogue his stuff before approaching the sale- yo DAVE: whats goin on over here

10:26 AM

MEENAH: yo MEENAH: sellin shits whats up MEENAH: buy somefin will ya

10:27 AM

DAVE: how much we talkin

DAVE: -sup nods at dirk-

10:31 AM

DIRK: -gee thanks for NOTICING HIM dave-

10:33 AM

DAVE: -ur graced with my presence-

10:35 AM

MEENAH: goods on the cheap in generfish amounts MEENAH: im feelin nice today

10:46 AM

DIRK: -hovers-

10:48 AM

MEENAH: you too -nods at dirk- MEENAH: buy somefin

10:54 AM

DIRK: -stares at the baked goods. they look tasty, but...- No thanks.

10:56 AM

MEENAH: whale if you wanna be that wave MEENAH: naught my problem

11:16 AM

DAVE: maybe a croissant

DAVE: croissant

11:17 AM

MEENAH: got em -presents the croissant tray- MEENAH: choose your poison

11:17 AM

DIRK: -hurry up with his damn croissant-

11:41 AM

DAVE: -picks up a chocolate croissant and slides over the moolah- thanks

11:49 AM

MEENAH: shore 38) -aww yeeh she got the MUNS, HUN. She slides it on into her cute little bedazzled shell themed coin purse-

12:01 PM

GHB: =just straight rolls up and puts an ivory horn of whichver type on the table. He's gonna take this whole cake tray=

1:14 PM

MEENAH: 38O -She'll TAKE IT. It's from the big guy hisself after all-

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[10:01:33 AM]  GALLEN: *A rainbow-haired wriggler stands in front of the tree and stares at it, mystified and picking his nose with no pants on*

[10:08:58 AM]  REDGLARE: -She has to resist the urge to sigh.  She sort of remembers seeing a grub with similar features- it was a long time ago, certainly, but she tried not to forget small details even so. This, however, was the slightest bit troubling. She is fairly certain there are several things wrong with what the child is doing right now, starting with the legs.-

REDGLARE: Ch1ld, r3port.

REDGLARE: Wh3r3 1s your 4dult gu4rd14n.

[10:10:55 AM]  GAMZEE: *Is sitting by the tree as well, though on the opposite side of where Gallen is. He's cross legged, staring up at the tree with big pupils, daydreaming somerthing nice no doubt.*

GAMZEE: *There's a commanding voice from somewhere though, and he comes back to reality. Slowblinks, looking out in the air around him.* :o?

GAMZEE: *Into the air, looking around for THE GHOST VOICE.* DoN'T Uh tHiNk i gOt aNy gUaRdIaN In aNy sHaPe oR FoRm iN ThE MoThErFuCkInG NoW No mOrE *Flicks an ear, confused.*

[10:13:20 AM]  GALLEN: -Hears voice and looks up, smiles up at Redglare and pulls his finger from his nose to point at the tree but oh, more voices- !!! -What an amazing tree- :O

[10:13:46 AM]  REDGLARE: .

REDGLARE: -She paces around the tree to look at Gamzee.  She is not sure what else she could have expected.-

REDGLARE: 1s th1s your n4k3d ch1ld?

[10:16:52 AM | Edited 10:17:51 AM]  GAMZEE: *He's pretty bewildered up until Redglare shows herself, then his expression eases up. Chuckling a little to himself. Of course it wasn't a ghost, how silly.*

GAMZEE: *Tilts his head.* My wHaTnOw? *Slowblink, then leans out to look around the tree.* YuLaLa cReEpIn aRoUnD? *Couldn't be. She was nappin'.* No tHaT AiN'T MiNe sIs *Spots Gallen  though, giving the wriggler a lazy friendly clown wave.*

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[10:18:09 AM]  REDGLARE: -She reaches down towards Gallen, picking him up by the armpits.  She holds him before Gamzee like a package of some kind.-

REDGLARE: 1s th1s -

[10:18:14 AM]  REDGLARE: Oh.

[10:19:00 AM]  REDGLARE: -She continues to hold him like that for a few seconds, somewhat bewildered.-

[10:19:14 AM]  GALLEN: -Squeals being picked up and immediately latches to Redglare with his boogery fingers-

[10:20:00 AM]  GAMZEE: HaVeN'T BeEn gEtTiNg mY PeEpErS On tHiS LiTtLeSt hOmIe nOnE BeFoRe

GAMZEE: *Watches the two fondly though. Kids are fun.* CaN'T SaY Be iN AnY MoThErFuCkInG KnOw oF ThEmSeS GuArDiAn oR NoThIn *Shrugs.*

[10:20:37 AM]  REDGLARE: >:| -Just fucking test her, gallen she has had worse.-

[10:21:17 AM]  REDGLARE: H3 lost h1s l3gg1ngs.  Poss1bly sho3s 4s w3ll.

REDGLARE: -The most srs face-

[10:22:21 AM]  GALLEN: *Tries to climb her after the huggings, babbling and nuzzling her face. An affectionate partially naked child*

[10:23:10 AM]  REDGLARE: >:I

[10:23:33 AM]  REDGLARE: H4v3 you s33n 4ny sm4ll cloth3s 4nywh3r3.

[10:25:31 AM]  GAMZEE: *He seems confused for a brief second, then blinks.* Oh

GAMZEE: *He hadn't noticed.*

GAMZEE: WeLl tHaT AiN'T GoOd

GAMZEE: CaN'T HaVe tHe lIl hOmIeS WaNdErIn rOuNd wItH ThEiR SkIn aLl eXpOsEd tO ThEm wIcKeD WiNdY ElEmEnTs *Scratches his head, the bracelets on his wrist jangling as does the beads in his hair.*

GAMZEE: :o!

GAMZEE: HoLd uP SiS *Stands up and uncapthas his HUGE BACKPACK, which lands on the floor with a DOOF. He's been captaing it lately since it's a bit more manageable. And he kept knocking people over with it. He grins cheerily, then starts RUMMAGING in it.*

[10:26:58 AM]  GALLEN: *Jingle jangle? Leaning over Redglare's shoulder and oooawwwhhhss at the jingle jangle.*

[10:26:58 AM]  REDGLARE: -Gallen's climbing and squirming is getting harder for her to maintain her grip, adjusting her arms a few times.  This is an alien experience.-

[10:27:32 AM]  GALLEN: *What a nice stern troll, it's familiar and nice*

[10:29:02 AM]  REDGLARE: -YOU ARE GOING TO FALL AND HURT YOURSELF AND CRY IF YOU KEEP THIS UP.- 1 suppos3 you 3njoy 4cc3ssor13s.  Th4t 1s wh4t th3y 4r3 c4ll3d.

[10:32:21 AM]  GAMZEE: *Hums and whistles cheerily as he rummages in the backpack, items being discarded left and right on the floor. Stuff varying from weapon replicas, lamps, stuffed animals and even a goldfish bowl... That has water... And a goldfish.*

GAMZEE: *He finally pulls out a clothing article. It's a hot pink skirt with polka dots.* :o)

GAMZEE: *Turns to Redglare and the smol child.* YeAh tHeY NiCe sIs *Approaches to try and show the child the skirt cuz see?? Nice.*

GAMZEE: MaKiNg sOmE RiGhT SoOtHiN FuN SoUnDs wItH ThE JiNgLiEs, 'sIdEs tHeM AlL GoT StOrIeS To tHeM *Fiddles a lil with one of his bracelets.*

[10:33:40 AM]  GALLEN: *He knows no pain, he knows no fear. Gently nibbles her back, play with him. But more jingle jangles. Looks up curious* ooooh *Reaches for, hold on Redglare he is a bold child*

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[10:35:56 AM]  HIGHBLOOD: *Probably lmao-ing at Redglare. Watching this all go down. Precious*

[10:36:48 AM]  GAMZEE: It aLl fAbRiCs tO Be pUt oN OuR BoDs sIsTeRiTa *Clown smile.*

GAMZEE: *Fond laughing at the reaching child.* LoOkIn lIkE HoMiE Be fEeLiNg aLl kInDa sHaDeS PoSiTiVe oN ThEsE ThReAdS WhAt i fOuNd tOo *Boops the smol nose with a finger.* hOnK :o)

[10:38:24 AM]  GALLEN: *He wants the jingle jangle, blinks at the nose boop and giggles trying to roll on Redglare's shoulder. Give him the jingle jangle*

[10:40:01 AM | Edited 10:44:48 AM]  REDGLARE: >:T

REDGLARE: -DONT DO THAT YOURE GOING TO BREAK YOUR HEAD OPEN-

REDGLARE: -She shifts her arm to keep the roly poly child from spiraling off into fucking oblivion, sitting on the ground and placing him firmly on her lap, using one arm to hold him there.- G1v3 m3 th3 sk1rt.  1t's cold.  1t's not 1d34l for h1s sp3cul4t1v3 h3moc4st3 count3rp4rt.

[10:43:16 AM]  GALLEN: *Oop! Into the lap and purrs leaning back against her and pats her arms. What a strong, stern troll. He likes her*

[10:47:59 AM]  GAMZEE: *Happy laughing at the kid giggling. Kids are so great. They are so happy and smiling and fun. Just good vibes. He watches her sit down and he too plops down right in front of her, handing her the skirt.*

GAMZEE: SpEaKiN ThE TrUtH RiGhT ThErE SiS HaHa

[10:49:34 AM]  REDGLARE: Sur3.  -She's gonna wrangle baby legs into this skirt.-

REDGLARE: Myr14d truths.

[10:52:19 AM | Edited 10:54:20 AM]  GAMZEE: *Chuckle.* AmEn :o)

GAMZEE: *Crosses his legs and rests his arms on his knees, rolling his wrists some to keep his bracelets making those nice jingle jangle sounds.* YoU GoNnA Be kEePiNg tHe lItTlEsT HoMiE UnDeR YoUr eYeS SiS? 'TiL SoMe mOtHeRfUcKeR ReAlIzE ThEy uP AnD FoRgOt aBoUt tHeIr sMaLl oNe

[10:53:23 AM]  GALLEN: *It's surprisingly easy to wrangle the legs at first but he doesn't like bottoms. Makes a displeased sound and tries to turn against her but that jingle jangle though. He wants em but bottoms blurgh. At least it's easy enough to get the skirt on him after that*

[10:54:45 AM]  REDGLARE: 1 do not h4v3 4ny dut13s to 4tt3nd to.  -Once its on she's gonna set him loose on Gamzee's jangly things.  Go toddler.-

[10:57:50 AM]  GALLEN: *Yess, crawls on over to Gamzee. Looks like his feet are trying to catch the skirt to pull it off much like he kicks off his pants but he can't reach it and it's not as restrictive as pants so now he's just scrambling at Gamzee*

HIGHBLOOD: *Suddenly appearify* what.

[10:59:00 AM]  REDGLARE: ...

REDGLARE: 1 m1ght wond3r th3 s4m3.  -STARE-

[10:59:42 AM]  GAMZEE: AiN'T MuCh a hOmIe fInD HiMsElF MuCh oCcUpIeD WiTh nEiThEr *Big smile as the lil troll comes scrambling, opening his arms up for potential hugs?*

GAMZEE: StIlL GoOd tO Be hEaRiNg sIs, GoOd tO Be gEtTiNg sOmE TiMe oN ThE DoWn tO HaVe sOmE ChIlL HaPpEn aT YoU *Talking to Redglare while attention is on Gallen.* WaTcHiNg tHeM SmAlL OnEs dO ThEiR ShEnAnS Is sOmE PrOpEr mIrAcLe

GAMZEE: *Then BIG APPEARIFY and he just 8oO ! *

[11:03:25 AM]  HIGHBLOOD: *drops the lost pants on the child's face while he hugs Gamzee and reaches for his jingle jangles* wanna act right for any other mtherfucker, that's just disrespectful :o/

GALLEN: *He's gonna nibble and shake them*

[11:05:51 AM]  REDGLARE: Wh3r3 d1d you f1nd thos3?

[11:06:22 AM]  HIGHBLOOD: i had em

[11:07:30 AM]  GAMZEE: *Hugs Gallen with a smile. Sees him reach for the bracelets and so he brings his one wrist close to Gallen's face so he can get a good look, shaking his wrist a little so they make the noises.*

GAMZEE: *SUDDENLY PANTS. Makes a confused noise and helps Gallen take the pants off his head.*

[11:07:43 AM]  REDGLARE: -THAT ONLY BAFFLES HER FURTHER-

REDGLARE: Why?

[11:10:20 AM]  GALLEN: *Thank, pants are evil. Plays with Gamzee's jingle jangles and makes happy, chirring noises, kicking his legs*

HIGHBLOOD: cause he don't like em and does so to discard them where he so pleases

HIGHBLOOD: i figure if the motherfucker don't wanna wear em then he ain't gotta but now he gettin all chummy with some bottoms right in my face *These were nice pants, how are you gonna wear a performance leotard if you can't wear pants u lil shit*

[11:13:43 AM]  REDGLARE: 1t sounds 4 gr34t d³4l l1k3 you 4r3 h1s gu4rd14n.  -Its mostly being repeated for her own sake, because just about everything about this situation is having a hard time penetrating her skull.  He's taking care of a wiggler.  It's barely one twelfth his size, but he went and adopted a mutant baby.-

REDGLARE: Th4t.

REDGLARE: ...

REDGLARE: 1s som3th1ng.

[11:13:57 AM]  GAMZEE: *Folds the pants over his leg while Gallen sits in his lap and plays with the bracelets. He's chuckling faintly and making conversational honks at the kid.*

GAMZEE: *Looks up partially at the Highblood now. Oh. Wait. Ah. Was he getting in the way of some parental business? Slowblinks, and he smiles.* Ah

*Shrugs a little.* AlL HoMiEs gOt tHeM LiKeS AnD DiSlIkEs fOr wHaT ThEy gEt tHeIr bOdIeS AlL InTo

GAMZEE: MaYhApS LiL DoGg jUsT NoNe tOo bIg oN ThAt pAnT BuSiNeSs *Says this while sliding off some bracelets to put around Gallen's tiny child wrist instead. See? You can wear them too.*

[11:17:53 AM]  HIGHBLOOD: so it does *When the universe puts a wriggler in your hair and it's not big enough to be paint you roll with the punches.*

HIGHBLOOD: *pokes her cheek* watchin you wrassle with one makes a motherfucker know that you ain't got a grasp on shit in small packages

GALLEN: :O !!!!!!!!!! *Shakes tiny wrist, shakes more, rattles it like a madman and shrieks* :D

[11:20:03 AM]  GAMZEE: *Kids are so cute wtf. He could cry. He doesn't though, instead just laughing/honking happily at all the rattles and shrieks.*

[11:20:36 AM]  REDGLARE: 1 dr3ss3d h1m.  -She leans as a large finger sinks into her cheek.-

REDGLARE: My gr4sp w4s f1n3.

REDGLARE: H3 just mov3s, fr3qu3ntly.

[11:23:36 AM]  HIGHBLOOD: *True enough, getting him dressed can be a fight* he don't like bein restricted waist wise especially :o/

HIGHBLOOD: got enough energy to expend i do agree *That's why he's gonna be the best performer if he'd wear his gee-dee pants but whatever. If that's what he wants to do WHATEVER*

[11:25:48 AM]  REDGLARE: N4m3...?

[11:26:12 AM]  GAMZEE: *Just forgetting that the older trolls were there at this point, just engrossed in CHILD SHENANS. Dang. If only Yulala wasn't napping, then they could all be playing together! Next time for sure. He gently tries turning Gallen around in his lap to demonstrate something.*

GAMZEE: *Lifts his hands up, palms facing towards Gallen. He claps his hands together once, then moves one towards Gallen before clapping again. The bracelets jangle at his movements. Patty cake Gallen!!!* :oD

[11:29:31 AM]  HIGHBLOOD: gallen *moves his finger and heavily plops next to redglare*

GALLEN: *gets turned and stops shaking his wrist to look at Gamzee curiously. Clap and jangle... puts his own hands together in soft, quick pats.* :)

[11:31:26 AM]  REDGLARE: S33ms robust.  -she's not sure how you compliment a baby.  He's not dead, congratulations.  You parented.  She's watching him very intently, though, adjusting her glasses in a manner that betrays, ever so slightly, her curiosity.-

[11:32:44 AM]  GAMZEE: *What a fast learner! He grins brightly and gently brings his own palm towards one of Gallen's smaller ones. GENTLE PAT! Then he claps his hands together again and does the same with the opposite palm. He's not the best at teaching things, but playing he can do!* :o)

[11:34:53 AM]  REDGLARE: Th1s 1s 4n 3xc3rs1z3 1n coord1n4t1on, -she says rather definitively, as a revelation to herself.-

[11:38:51 AM]  HIGHBLOOD: seems busy more so

GALLEN: *he doesn't really get which goes when but he touches his hand to Gamzee’s as they get brought to him* bap! *the pats and jangles, good*

[11:40:45 AM]  REDGLARE: 1 suppos3.  -She says somewhat thoughtfully, still watching.- Wh4t's 1t l1k3?

[11:42:30 AM]  GAMZEE: *Hes just kind of semi aware of Redglare and GHB's voices, though he's not even sure it's them. Reality is kind of a loose concept. He's smiling and doesn't mind Gallen not understanding the timing completely. Shit's difficult.* BaP BaP MoThErFuCkEr *He says with a laugh, just playing while the adults chatter.*

[11:44:15 AM]  REDGLARE: -LANGUAGE-

[11:44:36 AM]  REDGLARE: -she doesn't actually say anything though -

[11:45:16 AM]  GAMZEE: *Bap bap one who performs coitus with one's own mother.*

[11:45:25 AM]  HIGHBLOOD: time consumin mostly

HIGHBLOOD: yon mof here best to not let wander freely as wrigglers often do *traditionally anyway*

HIGHBLOOD: *shrugs* it is fun however

GALLEN: bap bap bap!! :D *starts to more confidently hit Gamzees hands, missing sometimes but keeps swatting until he gets it*

[11:47:08 AM]  REDGLARE: !

REDGLARE: B4p.

REDGLARE: Th4t 1s n34rly 4 word.

[11:50:00 AM]  HIGHBLOOD: he say near words all damn day :o/

[11:50:20 AM]  GAMZEE: *Grins wide as Gallen gets more confident and enthusiastic with the lil game they're playing.* HaHaHa!

GAMZEE: BaP BaP HoMiE, aLlA ThEm bApS Up iN ThIs sHiT *So much patty cake happening. Gallen will become a patty cake CHAMPION at this rate.*

[11:50:52 AM]  REDGLARE: Wh4t 3ls3?

REDGLARE: T3ll m3.

[11:58:50 AM]  HIGHBLOOD: aba, da, nuh, uhn, tata, babblin shit all day breaks

GALLEN: *the champ has arrived, but we're all winners. Right now he's the best, leaning forward to enthusiastically meet Gamzees hand* bap ome oom bap *more words*

[11:59:20 AM]  GAMZEE: *Everyone's a winner, but Gallen is the STAR. He chuckles, the enthusiasm just making him really happy. He nods at the babbles, as if he had just said something very profound.* YeAh hOmIe i fEeL YoU *Claps and baps hands.*

[12:01:07 PM]  REDGLARE: H3's l34rn1ng.

[12:02:43 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: *nods* they got a lot to take in post trials better take it in fast

HIGHBLOOD: *smiles at her* you curious on alla them fresh wrigglers

[12:05:39 PM]  REDGLARE: -She stiffens, slightly.- M4yb3.  

REDGLARE: Th3y'r3 grow1ng qu1ckly.

[12:12:12 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: that curious you could offer yourself as a wrangler to examine them personally

[12:14:24 PM]  REDGLARE: Th4t 1s r1d1culous. Th4t 1sn't 4ny sort of r34l off3r.  Th4t sounds l1k3 4 l13 on3 would 1nv3nt for 4n opportun1ty to cook on3 for m34t.

[12:16:30 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: ain't a offer it's an idea

HIGHBLOOD: he liked your wranglin well enough to not scamper question is how long you gonna deny yourself your wonders

[12:18:28 PM]  REDGLARE: -Her nose scrunches for a moment.- 1 would cons1d3r 1t.

[12:19:57 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: well then there you go

HIGHBLOOD: so curious on his half words could make em whole ones and do so for other youths

[12:25:04 PM]  GALLEN: *Clap and baps then leans far enough and just starts flailing both hands at one of Gamzee’s hands* aaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!

[12:28:14 PM]  REDGLARE: 1 know som3th1ng 4bout th3 subj3ct.  -Speech therapy, of what she remembers.  Damara, more practically and recently.-

[12:28:27 PM]  GAMZEE: *Well this is a dramatic turn of events. He lets him flail at his palm, his ears perking up high.* :oO ???

GAMZEE: MaYbE ThEm bApS HaPpEnIn' WiTh a bIt mUcH FrEvOr tHaN WhAt a hOmIe cAn hAnDlE *That means chill lil guy. He puts a finger to Gallen's nose. Gentle boop. Shooooosh.*

[12:34:36 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: well then that just all the signs pointin in the right directions

GALLEN: *is booped and the flailing ceases for a moment.  Chitters and leans his face up into the boop*

[12:35:18 PM]  REDGLARE: -shit that is cute-

[12:37:11 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: *you know you gonna do it redglare, why fight it*

[12:39:59 PM]  REDGLARE: -SHUSH YOU-

[12:40:36 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: :o)

[12:43:13 PM]  GAMZEE: :o)

GAMZEE: *The most gentle honk you could possibly imagine, and he lightly taps Gallen's nose twice with his fingertip.* ClEaR YoUr lOuD ScReAm vIbEs wItH SoMe cAlM HoMiE

[12:47:56 PM | Edited 12:48:10 PM]  GALLEN: *Honks? One of his guardians honk. Gallen honks too but it sounds like squeaky chirping. Bounces on his butt squeak honking* !! *grabs gamzees hand and mushes it to his face*

[12:51:00 PM]  GAMZEE: *Definite internal crying at this cute. The small kiddies trying to honk is his weakness. Look at this. He kind of looks like he's about to cry for a moment too. Instead he just honks back at him, but GASP as his hand is grabbed.*

GAMZEE: :oO

GAMZEE: *Laughs and gently pets the smol face. Pet pet pat, stroke the cheek.*

[12:53:06 PM]  REDGLARE: Suppos3 you must h4v3 b33n l1k3 th1s 4s 4 w1ggl3r.

[12:55:48 PM]  GALLEN: *squeals and leans back, holding onto his hand. Happy honk laughing*

HIGHBLOOD: bigger i'd say but prolly

HIGHBLOOD: can't remember much from way way back when

[12:59:45 PM]  REDGLARE: 1 gu3ss f3w would. -hrms a little- 1f th3r3 1s t1m3 you n33d 1 m4y b3 4bl3 to wr4ngl3.

[1:02:24 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: *leans her way just smiling* :o)

HIGHBLOOD: well if you gonna twist my arm over it *you like wrigglers don't you redglare?*

[1:07:02 PM]  REDGLARE: 1 w1ll m4k3 t1m3 1n my sch3dul3.  -This is purely academic.-

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OUTSIDE

[2:39:32 PM]  DAVE: -walks outside in the snow with Karl who seems to LOVE all of this snow and can't help but bound around incessantly this time, Dave is bundled up and also with snow pants so he doesn't get soaked. He's sitting down, watching Karl go this way and that way and every way imaginable-

[3:24:15 PM]  WQ: -walks up beside Dave, wearing clothes fit for this ice age weather.- Good afternoon.

[3:24:51 PM]  DAVE: sup -looks up at her and nods-

[3:31:26 PM]  WQ: I am finding newfound appreciation for fresh air and seeing farther than ten feet. ^_^

WQ: And you?

[3:34:09 PM]  DAVE: same but i always been an air fan

[3:39:40 PM]  WQ: -she smiled- I can see that.

WQ: You do have a powerful set of lungs.

[3:40:46 PM]  DAVE: -snorts at that- yeah

DAVE: sorry about that

DAVE: just somethin i had to try

DAVE: spend enough time in there and you try anything

DAVE: as you probably know

[3:45:41 PM]  WQ: For what it is worth, I am glad you are uninjured.

WQ: -she nodded and sat beside him, giving ample space between them.-

WQ: Ah, yes. The keypad was thoroughly decimated.

[3:46:14 PM]  DAVE: please tell me that was dirks doing

[3:51:46 PM]  WQ: -there is a thin gasp as she tried to veil a laugh. Looking up at the sky, a hand partially covered her mouth.-

WQ: It was a joint effort, though I will give him credit for starting it.

[3:57:47 PM]  DAVE: thats my brother

DAVE: taking shit to extremes runs in the family

[4:13:30 PM]  WQ: -Well, she wishes she'd known that sooner-

WQ: Both were valiant attempts, nonetheless.

[4:14:56 PM]  DAVE: thanks

DAVE: we tried

[4:21:18 PM]  WQ: At times that is all one can do. Have you been keeping well?

[4:24:31 PM]  DAVE: keepin out of any type of prisons so yeah

DAVE: id say so

[4:34:03 PM]  WQ: -Oh my god this kid-

WQ: That is a wonderful goal and a hope among many, I am certain of it.

[4:35:15 PM]  DAVE: same lady

DAVE: same

[4:51:32 PM]  WQ: ...

WQ: Would you be interested in participating in a game of launching frozen precipitation at one another?

[4:52:18 PM]  DAVE: sure

DAVE: why the hell not -stands up-

[4:55:05 PM]  WQ: -scoops up some snow in her hands on the way up and quickly begins to pack it into a ball.-

[4:59:33 PM]  DAD: -is placing a small table and chair just outside the ship. Dressed in a thick fancy overcoat, James sets up a sign reading HOT CHOCOLATE. Voila. It's a hot chocolate stand.-

[5:00:51 PM]  DAVE: -gets distracted by James's set up of hot chocolate and doesn't see WQ already packing snow-

[5:01:17 PM]  WQ: -chucks it at Dave and makes a run for it-

[5:02:16 PM]  DAD: -innocently fixes a plaid print table cover, seeming to mind his own business-

[5:03:10 PM]  DAVE: oh hell no

DAVE: -he packs his own snowball and flashsteps-

[5:03:21 PM]  DAVE: -behind her WHAM-

[5:04:11 PM]  DAD: -takes his seat and watches the snowball shenanigans, packing some tobacco into his pipe. After a few seconds, it's lit and he begins puffing away.-

[5:06:54 PM]  WQ: -acutely aware she may have made an error in challenging a Strider. But she's quick on recovery and scoops up some more snow, overhanding the sucker.-

[5:08:25 PM]  DAD: -fixes up a mini stove and begins putting some milk to boil-

[5:09:03 PM]  DAVE: -it hits because Dave is not going to be a complete asshole and he prepares another snowball-

[5:10:19 PM]  WQ: -gathers up some snow and...retreats!-

[5:12:15 PM]  DAD: -once the milk is in a slow boil, James is content enough to watch once again. Pipe smoke drifts from him, the most smartly dressed chimney.-

[5:14:24 PM]  JADE: -she's out of the ship with a super bundled up baby! She's gonna avoid the snow fight but she isn't going to pass up that hot chocolate, so she wanders over with an armful of bab.- hi da-- -Yeah. She almost just said that. Why...- mr. egbert!!!!

[5:16:39 PM]  DAD: -tips his hat in greeting to Jade, his smile friendly around his pipe.- HELLO JADE. AND DOVE. LOVELY WEATHER IT IS.

DAD: WOULD YOU CARE FOR SOME HOT CHOCOLATE.

[5:20:23 PM]  DAVE: -stops when he sees Jade and dove talking to dad- hey qirin wanna come over here

[5:21:46 PM]  JADE: yeah!! i would love some

[5:22:18 PM]  JADE: i wanted to thank you for the cake too

[5:22:26 PM]  JADE: it was really nice

[5:25:02 PM]  DAD: -rapidly fixes her a cup, generously topping it with whipped cream and marshmallows, chocolate shavings and syrup. Yes she is getting a blue silly straw.- NO NEED TO MENTION.

DAD: EVENTS OF A CELEBRATORY NATURE UNQUESTIONABLY DESERVE TOKENS IN THE FORM OF BAKED GOODS.

[5:25:27 PM]  DAD: -presents her this beautiful cup of hot chocolate-

[5:26:36 PM]  WQ: -she's slightly WARY but only fools say no to hot chocolate. She made her way over to the group, brushing snow off of her.-

[5:27:42 PM]  DAD: -he's all about this tall, elegantly dressed carapacian figure. He tips her hat to her as well.-

[5:28:01 PM]  DAVE: -he heads over to say hi to his girls and James, doing so in the most strider way aka just standing there in the vicinity-

[5:28:59 PM]  DAD: -There is still snow in Dave's hair. James restrains from pointing it out.-

[5:29:35 PM]  DAVE: -good eye James-

[5:30:38 PM]  DAVE: hey

[5:31:32 PM]  DAD: HELLO, DAVE.

DAD: THERE IS A SPOT OF SNOW IN YOUR HAIR. -Damn.-

[5:31:44 PM]  WQ: -she dips her head and smiles. What a gentleman! He knows his etiquette!-

[5:32:56 PM]  DAVE: oh

DAVE: thank you sir -carefully gets the snow out-

[5:35:24 PM]  DAD: -is putting together some equally beautiful hot chocolate cups for Dave and the alabaster coated dame of mystery.-

[5:35:45 PM]  DAD: -Ladies first. She receives hers first.-

[5:39:55 PM]  WQ: Thank you. ^_^ -She truly IS grateful. It's COLD out here. If he has a tip jar, she's gonna put in all her coins. If he does not have a tip jar, she's going to pull out an empty jar so that he can have a tip jar.-

[5:42:15 PM]  DAVE: -after qirin gets hers, Dave accepts his. Of course it's the best quality-

[5:43:25 PM]  DAD: -gently waves his hand to stop her from tipping him.- NO NEED, MADAM. BUT THANK YOU REGARDLESS.

DAD: -he does pause, considering.- IF YOU SEEK TO PROVIDE PAYMENT, JOKES OF ANY CALIBER WILL DO JUST FINE.

[5:44:02 PM]  DAD: -passes a napkin to Dave. You're getting whipped cream on your face, young man.-

[5:44:43 PM]  DAVE: -takes the napkin. How embarrassing-

[5:45:13 PM]  JADE: -wow this is amazing hot chocolate, and also she kisses the whipped cream on Dave's face-

[5:45:49 PM]  DAD: -Leave room for Jesus, Jade.-

[5:46:11 PM]  DAVE: -oh hey. He's obviously blushing a little. GREAT.-

[5:47:19 PM]  WQ: -taps her chin, thinking-

WQ: What did the hat say to the scarf?

WQ: -sips. OH WOW THIS IS AMAZING. She smiles to signify that it is delightful.-

[5:48:39 PM]  DAD: -appears to have his interest piqued and tents his fingers over the table.- WHAT DID THE HAT SAY TO THE SCARF.

[5:50:22 PM]  DAVE: -wipes the whipped cream off of his face-

[5:50:59 PM | Edited 5:51:06 PM]  WQ: -waits for his answer while enjoying this hot chocolate and not staring at the Jave to give them some privacy.-

[5:53:41 PM]  DAD: -considers her riddle deeply-

DAD: ...

DAD: AFRAID I DO NOT KNOW THE ANSWER.

[5:55:09 PM]  WQ: Hang around while I go on ahead. ^_^

WQ: -sip-

[5:58:17 PM]  DAD: ... -huffs and puffs. Is he coughing?-

DAD: -No actually. That's his laugh. He sits back against his chair and grins with satisfaction.-

DAD: WELL I'LL BE.

[5:59:12 PM]  WQ: -looks extremely proud of herself-

[6:04:50 PM]  DAD: -keeps on smiling to himself, bringing his pipe up to smoke once again.- WITH THAT, I INTRODUCE MYSELF.

DAD: JAMES EGBERT. SERVICEMAN.

[6:12:45 PM]  WQ: It is a pleasure to meet you James. W. Qirin, doctor. -One without a license.-

WQ: I may be mistaken, but are you a new addition to the crew?

[6:33:46 PM]  DAD: HELLO QIRIN. I AM INDEED THE MOST RECENT ADDITION TO THE CREW.

DAD: MY ARRIVAL WAS PERHAPS NOT UNDER THE MOST SAVORY OF CIRCUMSTANCES. HOWEVER, WE MAY BE IN THE PROCESS OF PUTTING THAT BEHIND US.

DAD: IF I UNDERSTAND CORRECTLY, YOU ARE AN ASSOCIATE OF DR. PAINT AND MY SON. JOHN?

[6:37:05 PM]  WQ: Oh yes. Doctor Paint and I have been long time acquaintances. This crew is lucky to have John caring for them. He certainly livens the mood of the infirmary.

[6:38:32 PM]  DAD: -all his does is smile some more- PLEASED TO HEAR IT.

[6:40:26 PM]  WQ: I am pleased as well to work with such characters. They are equally gifted and I am honored to be their coworker. ^_^

[6:41:18 PM]  DAD: WOULD MUCH SAY THE SAME TO YOU, MADAM.

DAD: CARE FOR A REFILL?

[6:47:06 PM]  WQ: -AW, that makes her feel all warm and fuzzy inside.-

WQ: Thank you. I would.

WQ: -thinks of another joke-

WQ: While witnessing a snowfall, what did one snowman say to the other?

[6:50:32 PM]  DAD: -gladly refills her drink, a good natured air all about him.- WHAT DID HE?

[6:51:20 PM]  WQ: -brief pause as she warmed her hands on the cup-

WQ: Look, stem cells.

[6:56:05 PM]  DAD: AH. HA.

DAD: EXCELLENT. -he's so content right now-

[7:07:58 PM]  WQ: -She's smiling as she drinks and how she managed not to dribble all over herself is a mystery.-

WQ: James. We were not necessarily advertising our location. I suppose I am curious how you found yourself among our company.

WQ: -she isn't accusing him of squat; she really IS curious.-

[7:28:20 PM]  DAD: -emits a single puff of smoke from his pipe.- NOT THE EASIEST FEAT. BUT ENTIRELY POSSIBLE WITH PROPER CONNECTIONS.

[7:33:59 PM]  WQ: -laughs- I am relieved we did not make it easy. It means we were doing something right.

[8:12:10 PM]  DAD: -winks at her and keeps on smoking, so mysterious.-

[8:25:08 PM]  WQ: -what is it and human males being well-dressed and deliberately enigmatic.-

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TEREZI: -She doesn't really know what to do with herself now that Sirius has taken the long nap before emerging into a beautiful grubterfly, so Terezi was aimlessly wandering the new ship, not having a specific destination in mind. She came across one of the common rooms and poked her head inside to check for any other visitors.-

HIGHBLOOD: *He had been waiting as well, partly waiting things out as well as waiting for Rhodri to get better though a good bit of him had half a mind to put him right back into the infirmary*

HIGHBLOOD: *So he sits and waits and lounges rather openly, stretching his limbs and fiddling with the vending machine*

TEREZI: -afldj;asldjfk;ajfas!! She has full intention of turning around and walking the heckies outta there, but 1. he'd already probably heard her tromping and 2. in extension, her absconding would be super rude. So against her better judgment, she walks through the threshold like oh fancy smelling you here.-

HIGHBLOOD: *He doesn't pay any mind to her being there, the old troll has a good sense of who is and isn't around him at this point of his existence and makes a small grunt at her being there only to lean under his outstretched arm and make eye-contact with the little teal before nodding* sister

TEREZI: -jumps but only inside her brain. She managed to steel herself and give him a courteous nod.- H1GHBLOOD

HIGHBLOOD: doin your daily wander a brother can gather up?

TEREZI: OH Y3S

TEREZI: NOW TH4T TH3 3XC1T3M3NTS D13D DOWN, TH3R3S 4 C3RT41N QU13T WH1CH H4S B3F4LL3N TH3 SH1P

HIGHBLOOD: motherfuckers all shook up and hidin away

HIGHBLOOD: caught in blocks, withdrawn from the dangers of out there while others work to forget *looks to her longer then turns back to the vending machine*

TEREZI: -shivers; well, at least he hasn't honked at her yet. She takes steps to one of the other lil vending machines in the block, squinting at the contents-

TEREZI: H4RD TO FORG3T 4BOUT WH4TS GO1NG ON 'OUT TH3R3' 4S W3LL 4S TH3 SWORD D4NGL1NG OV3R OUR H34DS BY 4 STR4ND OF H41R

HIGHBLOOD: *all looks well in there, nothing suspicious at all*

HIGHBLOOD: hard, but try anyhow

TEREZI: SUCH 1T 1S -she replies with a tiny shrug of her shoulders-

TEREZI: -she decides to get a gachapon for the hell of it.-

HIGHBLOOD: *the machine takes her money  and the highblood goes back to work only glancing her way when a gloved hand on a spring goes for the pie at Terezi's face out of the vending slot*

TEREZI: -gets freakin CREAMED and lets out the tiniest of SHRIEKS! She stumbled backwards and only succeeded in the movement of falling right on her rump. The word- FUCK! -reverberates through the halls-

TEREZI: -She's trying to claw that stuff out of her nose because she cant SEE.-

HIGHBLOOD: *small snort* gotta keep on your toes sis

TEREZI: -slightly strained- H4H4 YOU GOT M3!

TEREZI: -she does a slow rise to her feet, pie all over her front and recovering from a mini heart attack. She eventually regained enough composure to flick out her tongue out the side of her mouth. after a couple seconds, she nodded-

TEREZI: NOT B4D

HIGHBLOOD: i ain't a motherfucker who appreciates falsities

HIGHBLOOD: *steps back from the other machine to look over his work* though i'm from some other age of mindsets

HIGHBLOOD: brothers and sisters be some kinda tiptoed

TEREZI: -hhhhh he's coming closer. but she raises an eyebrow (if he can even see it) and dares herself to stay instead of getting tfo- TH3 T4ST3

TEREZI: 1TS NOT T3RR1BL3

HIGHBLOOD: not so much of a baker but my supplier would take that compliment well

HIGHBLOOD: either of them would *he has so many pies*

TEREZI: TH4TS V3RY GOOD FOR H1M TH3N -she used a hand to wipe the rest of the cream off of her face and onto...her shirt, she supposed. It was already pie-fied.-

TEREZI: 1 S33 YOUV3 Y3T TO BR34K TH3 H4B1T OF C4T4P13LT1NG B4K3D GOODS 1N P3OPL3S F4C3S -clowns like jokes, right? oh mother grub she gon die tonight. takes off her glasses to clean those off too, scrunching up the eye she no longer has a prosthetic for-

HIGHBLOOD: not all habits are bad, this is one of em that so happens to be oh so motherfuckin good

HIGHBLOOD: *smiles in her direction* you get used to it and better to it as times pass, sister red knows that much

TEREZI: OH -her voices quakes for a fraction of a second there- JOY

TEREZI: -she does frown a moment as she places her glasses back on her face, still a little cream-smeared.- TH1S S1ST3R R3D OF YOURS MUST H4V3 4N 3V3RL4ST1NG SUPPLY OF P4T13NC3

HIGHBLOOD: you oughta know

HIGHBLOOD: my peepers sight yall bein friendly

TEREZI: -she allows herself to grin at that- DO TH3Y?

TEREZI: FR13NDL1N3SS 4ND P4T13NC3 4R3 NOT N3C3SS4R1LY CONGRU3NT UNL3SS 4S 4N 1NT3RS3CT1ON 1N 4 V3NN D14GR4M

TEREZI: -gnaws at her lip- JUDG1NG BY YOUR ST4T3M3NTS, 1S 1T CORR3CT OF M3 TO GU3SS TH4T 1 KNOW TH1S 1ND1V1DU4L OF WHOM YOU SP34K?

HIGHBLOOD: that assumption would be rightfully positive

HIGHBLOOD: *watches her then moves across the room* sister red is many things patient and friendly only some of her better features

TEREZI: -meanwhile Terezi checks to see if a gachapon toy even came out of the machine. She feels she rightly deserves one now. And since she comes up to GHB's lower abdominal region, he's no less taller ten feet away than he is standing right in front of her.-

TEREZI: ....YOU 4R3 NOT SP34K1NG OF TH3 H4NDM41D, 4R3 YOU?

HIGHBLOOD: *This is why he wears his symbol on his crotch, easier for the small people to see, or sniff. You're welcome. He's being so height conscientious. Sadly the toy didn't come out of the machine though*

HIGHBLOOD: nah, she too bratty for my tastes

HIGHBLOOD: her former matesprit and current wrigglersitter is who i'm talkin about

HIGHBLOOD: redglare

TEREZI: -Well that's a load of bullcrap! She wants her caegar back!! and then she proceeds to choke on her own spit because Redglare was just about the last person she would have guessed. but it made freakin sense due to the proximity legislacerators and subjugglators worked. Frickle.-

TEREZI: 1

TEREZI: HUH

TEREZI: TH4TS

TEREZI: 1NT3R3ST1NG

HIGHBLOOD: oh is it? *small grin*

HIGHBLOOD: sisters mad informed on the gossipies *because he tells her*

TEREZI: WHY Y3S! -squeaks- TH1S 1S C3RT41NLY N3WS!

TEREZI: -she's now found some napkins in her sylladex and is wiping the cream out of her hair-

HIGHBLOOD: *looks her over again briefly before dropping his big butt to the floor*

HIGHBLOOD: muse on a motherfucker

HIGHBLOOD: what bidness tied yourself up with tumut

TEREZI: -HHHHH he's talking to her again- UH

TEREZI: W3LL, YOU KNOW

TEREZI: P34C3 M1SS1ONS SOUND3D 4PP34L1NG 4T TH3 T1M3 -it's not entirely a lie-

HIGHBLOOD: not so many those from that home planet feel as such

TEREZI: -her fingers flinch in the towel and she hopes he didn't notice that- 1D W4G3R TH3Y DONT -shrugs her shoulders nonchalantly- BUT T1M3S 4R3 F4ST CH4NG1NG

HIGHBLOOD: *if he does he doesn't give it away*

HIGHBLOOD: they've always been changin

HIGHBLOOD: that don't mean it keeps away all the old shit drilled into pans of newer generations

TEREZI: -shit, they were treading into waters that terezi had very strong opinions on and she didn't want to forget who she was talking to and slip something adverse to her survival.-

TEREZI: SOM3 H4V3 R34L1Z3D TH3Y C4N STOP TH4T DR1LL WH3N3V3R TH3Y SO D3S1R3

HIGHBLOOD: if they wanna stop it they on the wrong end of the appliance *simple reply as he lounges*

TEREZI: OR WR1GGL3 OUT OF TH3 S34TS TO S4LV4G3 WH4T L1TTL3 BR41N M4TT3R TH3Y H4V3 R3M41N1NG

HIGHBLOOD: they've seen what happens to wrigglers *both a play on words and the truth*

TEREZI: -huffs, feeling a chill- W3LL, M4YB3 TH4T DR1LL N33DS TO B3 BROK3N 1N H4LF 4ND CHUCK3D OUT TH3 W1NDOW

HIGHBLOOD: that's an opinion to be had about one such item

TEREZI: P3RH4PS TH3 1T3M 1S D3FUNCT 4ND 4NT3D1LUV14N

HIGHBLOOD: in which case what do you propose to amend the problem my loud lil sis

TEREZI: P3RH4PS TH3 DYSFUNCT1ON4L 4RT1F4CT 1S COMPL3T3LY UNN3C3SS4RY

HIGHBLOOD: that don't pose any solutions

TEREZI: TH4T M4Y B3, BUT 1T ST1LL S33MS TO B3 4 K3Y ST3P TO 4 SOLUT1ON

HIGHBLOOD: can't up and jump into dismantlin your hive when you have no hammer to build that shit back up

HIGHBLOOD: that's sloppy, and leaves you shit outta some much luck

TEREZI: -raises an eyebrow at him- 1F TH3 FOUND4T1ONS SH1T, TH3 H1V3 W1LL SUFF3R

TEREZI: 1F NOT PR3S3NTLY TH4N D3F1NT3LY 1N TH3 FUTUR3

TEREZI: M1GHT 4S W3LL US3 C4 ON TH3 WHOL3 PL4C3 W1TH HOW MUCH GOOD 1TS GONN4 DO ON3 FOR

TEREZI: WOULDNT 3V3N N33D 4 H4MM3R

HIGHBLOOD: *grins at the little tealblood* bitin off a hefty chunk of sustinence

TEREZI: 1F 1TS 4LR34DY 1N MY MOUTH, 1 M1GHT 4S W3LL CH3W 1T

HIGHBLOOD: you gettin ahead of yourself

HIGHBLOOD: the ambition there but lack what dosage of realism there is to hold

TEREZI: 1 DONT?

TEREZI: 4MONG TH3 M4SS3S, 1NST4B1L1TY C4US3S DOUBT

TEREZI: DOUBT B34RS FRU1T TO D1SQU13T

TEREZI: 4ND D1SQU13T TO 4G1T4T1ON 1N TURN

TEREZI: 1T CONT1NU3S ON

TEREZI: HOW DO3S 4 N4TUR4L PROC3SS NOT H4V3 4 DOS4G3 OF R34L1SM?

TEREZI: -these things are just falling out of her mouth and she can't even stop herself.-

HIGHBLOOD: none realism in your application to fixin a problem

HIGHBLOOD: s'one thing to preach that gospel motherfucker

HIGHBLOOD: its a whole other thing to be about it

TEREZI: -did he just-- A sharky smile cracked across her face-

TEREZI: TOO R1GHT YOU 4R3

HIGHBLOOD: like to think i learnt up enough to be right about some shit

HIGHBLOOD: *it wasn't mumbled but maybe he was talking to himself in that little bit.*

TEREZI: Y3S, ON3 GL4NC3 4T 4LT3RN14N H1STORY SHOULD PROV3 HOW ON3 FOLLOW3D THROUGH TO GO "4BOUT 1T"

HIGHBLOOD: i ain't talkin school feeds

HIGHBLOOD: i'm talkin experience and evaluationals

HIGHBLOOD: they always be goin about it

TEREZI: SO YOU H4V3 3XP3R13NC3 1N GO1NG 4BOUT 1T

TEREZI: -She still smelled pie down her shirtfront, so she rubbed her nose to free it from the actually pleasant scent of cream.-

HIGHBLOOD: in goin about much shit

HIGHBLOOD: can't say there bein any one it

HIGHBLOOD: but i'm also the call to motherfuckers goin about it :o)

TEREZI: -she pauses for a second, trying to decipher the clown talk, because had she not, Terezi would have understood less than half of that and to claim any more would be a lie. And even then she was unsure if she understood fully. Dang, is that a chill going up her back at that smile? No? Just the ventilation, then? Good.-

TEREZI: SO

TEREZI: GO1NG 4BOUT3RS MUST GO TO YOU TO GO 4BOUT?

HIGHBLOOD: i end up going to them at some point

TEREZI: ...

TEREZI: 4ND...

TEREZI: 1N GO1NG TO TH3M, TH3Y STOP GO1NG

TEREZI: 4BOUT

HIGHBLOOD: very often *like all the time but was that a threat? No one could really tell, it sure didn't sound like one but words??*

TEREZI: 4H GOOD!

TEREZI: 'V3RY OFT3N' DO3S NOT D3S1GN4T3 '4LW4YS'

HIGHBLOOD: indeed it don't sister

TEREZI: SO YOU MUST M4K3 SOM3 3XC3PT1ONS?

HIGHBLOOD: *thinks* .... depends

TEREZI: ON?

HIGHBLOOD: now why would a motherfucker up and disclose that?

TEREZI: S1NC3 W3R3 ON TH3 SUBJ3CT

HIGHBLOOD: :o)

TEREZI: -tries again- B3C4US3 1N L34RN1NG FROM P4ST M1ST4K3S, ON3 C4N 4VO1D FUTUR3 ON3S -is she bullshitting him? can he tell if she is?-

TEREZI: OR ST1LL M4K3 FUTUR3 M1ST4K3S C4V4L13RLY, BUT DULL TH31R 3RRON3NOUSN3SS 1N R3G4RDS TO 4N OV3R4LL H34LTHY ST4TUS 4ND TH3 COND1T1ON OF ON3S BOD1LY CONST1TUT1ON

TEREZI: ...

TEREZI: SO

TEREZI: 4NY PROT1PS?

HIGHBLOOD: nah, i'm all interested to see how this shit doth play out

TEREZI: -nods- 1 S33

TEREZI: T4C1TURN 1N CONV3RS4T1ON R3V34LS MOR3 TH4N YOU KNOW >:]

HIGHBLOOD: then do so harvest from it what you will lil teal

TEREZI: -What is it with giant trolls commenting on her height? SURELY there's people aboard shorter than her.-

TEREZI: 1 W1LL! -her face slashes into a wide grin, but half of that is for show.-

HIGHBLOOD: *Everyone is small to him, but she's also the tiniest teal, that's just facts*

HIGHBLOOD: *stands finally and stretches out his limbs* and so with it you do find your answer *heads for the hallways* oh

HIGHBLOOD: and enjoy your snackage sis

TEREZI: -She's grateful she's not chucklevoodoo'ed into a drooling pile, so Terezi simply nods with a- TH4T 1 W1LL, ON BOTH COUNTS -and her eyes follow him out the room, not yet comfortable with turning her back to him just yet. She also picks up the pan and pulls out a fork. It'd be shame to let such good pie go to waste.-

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ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0225

[10:20:04 AM]  EQUIUS: D --> -Horse is exploring the new cafeteria. He requires tea, but mostly he requires not being in his block. It was more cramped now and he had barely any room for his numerous machinations. He was still more silent than usual, since his ordeals in the caves. After filling his thermos, he took a seat, sipping and staring into seemingly nothing-

[11:30:11 AM]  HIGHBLOOD: *Every room is cramped, except for certain areas including the cafeteria. There is a clown that's wandering in and spots the horse. He's gonna seat his hulking ass immediately across from this youngster. Right in his staring space and lean on the table, staring as he stares at nothing*

[11:37:07 AM]  EQUIUS: D --> -Usually he'd sweat. The grand highblood THE highblood was sitting across from him. This was a big deal, an honor even. But he was tired, there was much on his plate mentally.-

EQUIUS: D --> E%cuse me, but you're obstructing my view. Your reverence

[11:39:27 AM]  HIGHBLOOD: ain't it rude to not be gazin at your conversational partner my spacey motherfucker? *he just made it easier for the small horse. He's very welcome*

[11:40:44 AM]  EQUIUS: D --> Isn't it rude to force conversation upon someone

[11:42:33 AM]  HIGHBLOOD: it's rude as shit *sips his drink, it's happening anyway*

[11:43:38 AM]  EQUIUS: D --> I see. Do as I say, not as I do -Sips tea-

[11:44:14 AM]  EQUIUS: D --> What business do you have with me, your e%cellency

[11:45:02 AM | Edited 11:45:26 AM] GAMZEE: *There's a BONK coming from under the table, followed by a groggy noise. Clown had been taking a nap, but was woken by voices, and hit his head on the table. He rubs his head, then slowly comes scooting out from under the table. Tired blinking at nothing, trying to adjust to the waking world.*

[11:46:39 AM]  HIGHBLOOD: none business to be had outsida exchangin some whimsical word

HIGHBLOOD: *If Gamzee didn't emerge he would've pulled him out from under the table. Instead just shoves a syrup-coated waffle right at his face hole. Eat child*

[11:52:42 AM]  GAMZEE: *He's pretty out of it, then again when is he ever 100% there? He's rubbing at his eyes with the back of his palm, then suddenly there's food in his face???* (FuCkInG MiRaClEs) *Mumbles, then just takes waffle and eats it right there on the floor. Lies on his stomach halfway out from under the table. Nom noms with his eyes shut.*

[11:55:41 AM]  HIGHBLOOD: *mother*

HIGHBLOOD: *fucking*

HIGHBLOOD: *PRECIOUS*

HIGHBLOOD: *continues sips tho*

[11:57:26 AM] Sari: DIRK: -arrives in the cafeteria with a little plastic capsule in hand. he wordlessly takes a seat with the others.-

[11:57:41 AM] Sari: DIRK: -opens up the capsule.-

[11:58:00 AM] Sari: DIRK: -sets a tiny banana bird on the table.-

[11:58:04 AM] Sari: DIRK: -you're welcome.-

[12:04:04 PM]  GAMZEE: *He's struggling to keep his eyes open, head bobbing some before finally just meeting the floor. Well, meeting the half eaten waffle anyway. He fell right back asleep there, with the sirupy waffle as a pillow, sticking to his face and part of his hair. Soft honksnores.*

[12:07:00 PM]  EQUIUS: D --> This table went from peaceful to oversaturated in too quick a time

[12:07:29 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: *that tiny thing looks like something someone he knows might appreciate. But at the same time he's tempted to up and eat it. HM.*

HIGHBLOOD: *Gamz glance. Leaves him in his syrup hell and scoots him back under the table with his foot* you gotta social draw it seems

[12:10:02 PM]  EQUIUS: D --> Social, abso100tly. Who is the newest member of your brood, most high -Looks down at Gamzee's Syrup trail with disgust. What a disgrace-

[12:11:51 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: that sticky motherfuck is brother gamzee *ain't he a doll?*

[12:12:17 PM] Sari: DIRK: -so cold, my dude. he'll try to get a horse gachapon for equius next time.-

[12:18:17 PM]  EQUIUS: D --> Sticky as he is -His eyes flick to the bird.- Hello Dirk

[12:19:49 PM] Sari: DIRK: -nods- Sup.

[12:20:41 PM]  EQUIUS: D --> (What a pitiable waste)

[12:22:49 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: nah brother, that's art

[12:37:37 PM]  EQUIUS: D --> Hardly

[12:41:27 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: you's a heap of a hardass ain't you? *grinning*

HIGHBLOOD: what IS art opionionated blue?

[12:42:14 PM]  GAMZEE: *Another BONK. He's awake again by the sounds of it. He comes out from under the table once more, waffle nowhere to be seen (did he eat it?), but syrup sticking to his face still.*

[12:46:27 PM]  EQUIUS: D --> Something that illicits STRONG emotional response. Throbbing and pulsating feelings of grandeur. The opposite of a saccharine minstrel

[12:46:51 PM]  EQUIUS: D --> In my most humble opinion, that is

[12:47:11 PM]  EQUIUS: D --> -Commence the sweat-

[12:49:48 PM]  GAMZEE: *He stands on up, rubbing his head and turning to look at the people making voices happen. He's groggy, eyes out of focus, so he's just seeing a mass of vaguely people shaped blobs. Theys probably friendly though, they sound friendly. Lazy grin + wave combo as he rubs his face with his other hand, just rubbing the syrup more against his face because of it.* SaLuMaTaTiOnS AnD GoOdEsT Of mOtHeRfUcKiNg mOrNiNgS

[12:54:13 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: *sees that sweat, sticks a napkin to Equius' temple and presses it to his face before letting his finger tap at the blueblood's chin* humble bein the label you so give it, ain't that humble in all actuality is it? *examines him briefly before turning attention to the skinny clown*

HIGHBLOOD: your mornin

[1:03:37 PM]  EQUIUS: D --> I know not what you mean, but thank you for your assistance in attempting to aide me in my trials of perspiration

[1:05:29 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: i'm used to dealin with stupid amounts of blue from a mouthy, stone-faced motherfucker

[1:08:17 PM]  EQUIUS: D --> You must mean the one slated to be adhesive

[1:08:46 PM]  GAMZEE: *Slowblinks. Oh. That blob was big! It big big. His eyes get into focus, and his large grin turns sheepish.* HaHa wAs jUsT Uh fEeLiNg rIgHt mOtHeRfUcKiNg wEaRy *Goes to move his hand away from his face, but it just SMACKS back to his cheek from the sticky syrup/makeup mess. Internal clown sweating. He laughs though, seemingly unaffected.* AnD ThEm tIlEs bE ReAl cOzY To gEt aLl dOwN On *Stares at Equius. Staaaares. He hasn't seen this guy before. Friendly: HoNk :o) in his direction.*

[1:09:29 PM]  EQUIUS: D --> Hello

[1:12:06 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: *drops 2 liter faygo on Gamzee, still watching Equius* haven't gotten my arounds none such yet

[1:14:46 PM]  EQUIUS: D --> Taking your time -Sips again, more sweating. That is the soggiest napkin-

[1:15:40 PM]  GAMZEE: *Big grins at being spoken to and waves his free hand with much enthusiasm.* Yo tHeRe

GAMZEE: DoN'T ThInK I'Ve hAd mY PeEpErS AlL Up oN YoU N-- *Suddenly faygo in his hand and eyes just go very big and very starry. Gaaaaasppp. Stares at faygo. Stares at Grand Big. Just no words. He would point at himself quizzingly, but both his hands are full.*

[1:16:52 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: i prefer a hands on approach when learnin up motherfuckers that press on my intrigue

HIGHBLOOD: :o) *at both him and Gamzee. Look at these adorable little shits*

[1:17:46 PM]  EQUIUS: D --> What have I done to gain the intrigue of one so superior

[1:19:35 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: that is the question ain't it?

[1:20:25 PM]  EQUIUS: D --> Which is why I asked it

[1:20:32 PM]  GAMZEE: :oD ! *He is just the biggest grin right now, crinkling his eyes and scrunching his nose because of it. Clown sparkles.*

GAMZEE: *Holding the faygo under his arm and trying to get it open with the same hand. Why must his other hand be so sticky and also sticking to his face why this. Comical jumping/prying in the bg.*

[1:22:50 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: *He's fully convinced Gamzee will either open it or hurt himself but he's not gonna help*

HIGHBLOOD: and with such not all questions have answers, lest you find em on your own

[1:27:26 PM]  GAMZEE: *Sits down crosslegged on the floor. Holds bottle. Uses teeths to try and get it open. Don't mind him, just genius at work here nbd.*

[1:36:26 PM]  EQUIUS: D --> Only because the universe deigns it necessary for the answers to be held by the stubborn and nonsensical

[1:40:48 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: that's a grandass way of puttin it lil brother blue *turn's Equius' head to the side with one hand and leans on his other, v amused*

HIGHBLOOD: thusly you've observed it's your fate to sit and observe and not-know *turns his head to the other side* ain't that right by all rights of design?

[1:47:55 PM]  EQUIUS: D --> It seems such is the position, the universe decided necessary for me -He gulps as his face is touched and sweats a bit more. This encounter was very hard on his pusher. The highblood showed him mercy on this day-

[1:51:46 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: *look at this sweaty child, squishes his cheeks together then pulls at his shirt and nudges to lean him back. Casually manhandles*

HIGHBLOOD: it knows where to place us ain't that right? none such position too much or too less for those most vulnerable to it's whims

[1:57:17 PM]  EQUIUS: D --> For the most part I am in agreeance

[1:59:52 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: elaborate yourself blue

[2:14:31 PM]  EQUIUS: D --> When the universe commands me that it's the right time

[2:30:41 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: often it does when least expected :o)

[2:37:15 PM]  EQUIUS: D --> You are correct

[2:41:02 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: often i am as you'll find most frequent tiny neigh bro

[2:43:23 PM]  EQUIUS: D --> That remains to be observed -He places his hand on ghbs wrist like okay that's enough touching-

[2:46:49 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: *its never enough touching tbh* you've observed it some seconds ago, pay attention

[2:49:09 PM]  EQUIUS: D --> I am -Squeezes the wrist. GHB is strong, but he will forcible move his hand if need be...maybe-

[2:55:32 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: :o) *squeezes his cheeks again, squish*

[2:57:39 PM]  EQUIUS: D --> I believe it's time for me to return to work -STRONG pries his hand off his face-

EQUIUS: D --> Thank you

[3:00:44 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: *smiles and watches the horse as he actually takes a step to reclaim his face*

HIGHBLOOD: bestow gratitude upon yourself

[3:30:05 PM]  EQUIUS: D --> -He's taken by surprise and his instinct is to rip the hand away from his face. But he remembers who this is, what he is and he stops himself before claws have dug too deep-

EQUIUS: D --> Perhaps I should curse myself as well

[3:52:43 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: *His smile widens for a moment then just lets him have his face* mayhaps

[4:27:02 PM]  EQUIUS: D --> -He looks back, stone faced and unwavering but trembling on the inside. Staring into the eyes of all encompassing power. He let out a low growl of a breath-

EQUIUS: D --> Until ne%t we meet, your mirthful e%cellency -HORSE OUT-

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ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0216

[5:38:05 PM]  RAJANI: -in she walks for some food, or maybe she's just buying out all of the burritos. she can' possible eat ALL THESE BURRITOS can she?-

[5:41:57 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: *It's busy work exploring a base and eating half or just about half the food out of packages then leaving said packages open and ripe for the staleness. Cue hulking clown sitting on the floor, fiddling with things.*

[5:43:15 PM]  RAJANI: -she has to do a doubletake, because this certainly isn't genasi.- y0u are n0t what i expected to c0me fr0m the uu. but at the same time, i expected y0u.

[5:47:38 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: *He's yet to honk at that motherfucker* the unexpected is to be expected anyways ain't it?

[5:48:07 PM]  RAJANI: yes. that is m0st 0ften the case.

[5:50:18 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: then there you go my sis

HIGHBLOOD: weren't so much of a surprise nor one that had been so sadly ruined by the knowledge of it

[5:55:07 PM]  RAJANI: -it reminds her too much of genasi's riddles, but she maintains her composure.- it appears n0t. wh0 w0uld have th0ught?

[5:59:55 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: *Wow r00d, not all clowns are the same. Jfc* not you

HIGHBLOOD: *shortly after adds* but at the same time, you

[6:03:12 PM]  RAJANI: that makes m0re sense than ever.

[6:03:26 PM]  RAJANI: what brings y0u here? surely n0t the cuisine.

[6:13:24 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: the ship brought me here

HIGHBLOOD: also your motherfucker's invitation

HIGHBLOOD: but mostly mine own whimsy

[6:15:22 PM]  RAJANI: i kn0w why y0u are here 0n this planet. i am asking why y0u are utilizing 0ur c0mm0n area.

[6:17:13 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: *raises eyebrow* motherfucker needs reason to?

HIGHBLOOD: sides its more spacious than one of the rooms, and more social

[6:20:27 PM]  RAJANI: is this fulfilling y0ur s0cial requirement?

[6:22:28 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: parts of it

HIGHBLOOD: be makin friends in places many and leave ventures few unfollowed you dig?

[6:25:35 PM]  RAJANI: y0u must have l0w standards f0r friendship.

[6:27:51 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: motherfuckers would argue its best than bein on the other side of it

HIGHBLOOD: but im easy as hell on a jokey bitch that gets my ass a snickerin so that's fair as shit

[6:28:58 PM]  RAJANI: 0n a j0key bitch.

[6:32:09 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: :o) *on*

[6:33:30 PM]  TAKODA: -shimmies into the commons humming carly rae jepsen songs to himself-

[6:36:39 PM]  RAJANI: hell0 tak0da.

[6:37:09 PM]  TAKODA: -waves- H1 RAJAN1! AND FR1END. -looks at that big feller-

[6:37:25 PM | Edited 6:37:39 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: *maintains his eye-contact with the maroon but he's opening a rootbeer faygo and nods*  greetings motherfucker

[6:38:46 PM]  RAJANI: -watches the highblood CLOSELY-

[6:40:05 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: *ssiiiiiiippppppp*

[6:40:13 PM]  TAVROS: *He finally dares creeping out into the world again after that whole sprite incident. He's a little on edge, since he isn't all that keen on bumping into them again already. It had been so awkward. God. He'd be glad to never see anyone who looked like himself agai--.* ,,,

TAVROS: *Standing in the doorway of the common room awkwardly, staring at the other bull horned guy. INTERNAL SWEATING.*

[6:40:45 PM]  TAKODA: }8)

[6:40:58 PM]  RAJANI: -capchalogues all these god dang burites-

[6:41:40 PM]  TAKODA: -he hasn't noticed tavros yet, but he's going over to his favorite fending machine- HELLO THERE. -pats it- 1'LL TRY NOT TO H1T YOU W1TH MY HORNS TH1S T1ME.

[6:42:00 PM]  RAJANI: are y0u talking t0 the vending machine?

[6:43:42 PM]  TAVROS: *He is just going to carefully shimmy through the room to the other side, hoping not to be noticed. There's also a very big Kurloz (frowntown) and other ramtroll? He shouldn't be so surprised honestly, there were a whole lot of people that looked like one another around here. Tries telling himself this and being CASUAL while shimmying.*

[6:44:46 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: *He's talking to the vending machine. Slowly sipping the soda* see, area is hells of social

[6:47:12 PM]  RAJANI: -glances at takoda before noticing tavros- l00k. it's the y0unger 0ne.

RAJANI: reminds me s0 much 0f y0u, tak0da.

[6:49:16 PM]  TAKODA: -HE WAS TOO BUSY HAVING A CONVERSATION WITH THE VENDING MACHINE- HMM?

TAKODA: -looks over at tavros- OH, YES. HE DOES LOOK KIND OF LIKE ME, IN A WAY. -grins and waves at him- HELLO THERE.

TAKODA: WHAT'S YOUR NAME?

[6:49:52 PM]  RAJANI: tavr0s.

RAJANI: nitram.

[6:51:32 PM]  TAVROS: *Internal Darth Vader "NOOOOOO". He freezes up upon being noticed, looking flustered at first as he tenses.* aH, uHH, *Laughs breathily and rubs at the back of his head, waving back with his other hand.* hELLO TO YOU, aS WELL, i AM--

TAVROS: *Stares at Megido troll.* oH, uHM, wELL YES,

TAVROS: tHAT WOULD BE IT,

[6:52:09 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: *observes* nah sis your name is rajani *like the other dude said, a lil late because he's drinking this fine beverage*

[6:52:23 PM]  MEULIN: -ohp whats this? a wild Meulin has appeared!  shes checking out the vending machines, trying to decide on a selection to satisfy some munchies and thirst-

[6:53:10 PM]  RAJANI: -glances at the highblood. fucking clowns.- y0u have als0 d0ne y0ur research.

[6:54:02 PM]  TAKODA: HUH? OH. HAHAHA! -laughing at ghb's jokes-

TAKODA: 1T'S N1CE TO MEET ANOTHER FELLOW CASTE MATE, TAVROS. MAKE YOURSELF AT HOME. }: ) -and then suddenly meulin. she gets a wave too while he's hovering beside that machine.-

[6:54:39 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: nah nah *flaps hand*

HIGHBLOOD: i just pay attention :o)  *he sees a little cat troll, hello small cat darkleer would probably cry over*

[6:56:46 PM]  TAVROS: *Oh. Well. He is pretty friendly actually... Though hesitant, he flashes a dorky looking grin, and gives the caste mate a fingergun.* yOU GOT IT, hAH,

TAVROS: uHM, aBOUT THE MAKING MYSELF AT HOME,

TAVROS: bUT ALSO THE OTHER THING YOU SAID, aBOUT THINGS BEING NICE WHEN IT COMES TO THAT PARTICULAR OCCURRANCE,

TAVROS: oCCURRING,

[6:57:30 PM]  RAJANI: hm.

[6:58:02 PM]  MEULIN: -having been waved at she waves back!  these new people sure are friendly!-  HELLO!!!!!!!!!

[6:59:10 PM]  TAVROS: *AH! That was very loud. He jumps  a little. Then gives Meulin a wave too! All these cat trolls are so wonderful. }:')*

[7:00:03 PM]  MEULIN: -enthusiastic waving! -

[7:05:00 PM]  TAKODA: HAHA, WHOA. H1.

TAKODA: -everyone is so cute and he can't wait to befriend ALL OF THEM.-

[7:06:42 PM]  MEULIN: (^▽^)

[7:07:08 PM]  HIGHBLOOD: *clown slurping while he fiddles with stuff*

[7:09:36 PM]  MEULIN: HRMMM......... -stares intently at the vending machines now, she cant decide what she wants-

[7:23:43 PM]  TAKODA: -leeeeans suavely on the machine- 1 WOULD SUGGEST, PURCHAS1NG THOSE CHEESY CH1P TH1NGS. THOSE ARE PRETTY DELECTABLE. 1F YOU L1KE SNACKS OF THE CHEESE FLAVORED VAR1ETY.

[7:26:27 PM]  MEULIN: OOH FLEALLY???? OKAY!!!!!!!!!!! -and with that that's what she grabs- THANK MEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! H33H33!!!!!!!!!!!  -what a nice guy!-

[7:28:21 PM]  UNCLE BRO: - Flash steps in to put Takoda in a head lock and give him a noogie- Only thing cheesy and cheese flavored is you

[7:28:57 PM]  TAKODA: ARGH!! -HEADLOCK'D-

[7:29:29 PM]  TAKODA: DAVE, WHY...

[7:29:35 PM]  TAKODA: ALSO. HELLO!

[7:31:25 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Sup dunkmaster koda -Lets him go-

[7:34:36 PM]  TAKODA: OH, NOTH1NG REALLY. BES1DES THE USUAL, AND ALSO MEET1NG ALL THESE NEW FR1ENDS. -grins and nods at meulin again like sup-

[7:35:21 PM]  RAJANI: -ugh NOT AGAIN-

RAJANI: -makes some coffee-

[7:36:05 PM]  MEULIN: -cruncha much!- (＾v＾)

[7:36:11 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Oh yeah kitsune mewku is p cool

[7:36:33 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -Waves at Rajani like Hola boo-

[7:37:04 PM]  RAJANI: -just stares at him-

[7:37:18 PM]  UNCLE BRO: She still loves me

[7:37:47 PM]  TAKODA: HEHE. HOW COULD SHE NOT? }: )

[7:38:14 PM]  MEULIN: H33H33!!!!!!!! I AM PURETTY PAWSOME!!!!!!!!!!! -she just feels like tooting her own horn right now, caus ewhy not-

[7:38:31 PM]  UNCLE BRO: I know right whats not to love

[7:38:32 PM]  TAKODA: -yeah girl, work them self esteems-

[7:39:52 PM]  MEULIN: -awww yeeee-

[7:41:48 PM]  UNCLE BRO: See look she knows it

[7:43:16 PM]  UNCLE BRO: So whats been goin on reeses stud muffin

[7:53:17 PM]  RAJANI: n0.

[7:54:28 PM]  TAKODA: HAHA. WELL, NOTH1NG THAT 1 DO NOT BEL1EVE YOU'RE ALREADY 1N THE KNOW ABOUT.

[7:59:29 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Try me

[8:15:14 PM]  MEULIN: -intently watching them talking while noming chips- (=OuO=)

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ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0181

[10:32:06 AM]  REDGLARE: -She hasn't left her room since showing up at the wedding, nor has she been much of a presence at all on the ship.  She appears to have at least bathed more than once since the occasion, since she seems moderately put together under the circumstances.   Not that she does much to hide the slump in her back or the bags under her eyes.  Her head is down as she walks, though not for lacking a sense of alertness, trained eyes scanning the area every opportunity she can manage.-

[11:08:07 AM]  TEREZI: -Aside from her regular duties, Terezi has been scarce in public areas aboard the ship, having one very large, increasingly growing responsibility and another considerably tinier one. She's long since put her TUMUT uniform away, seeing no point in wearing it now (and for various reasons) and has on something a little brighter instead, still falling under the range of showing a semblance of professionalism. She looks tired, not exhausted, but that could be put into question on how wide she's keeping her eyes in efforts to stay awake. She's running on three cups of sugar saturated with coffee, and a single protein bar for the past twenty-four hours and is crossing the atrium in hopes of prospects of a meal differing from grubloaf and potatoes due to the recent rationing.-

TEREZI: -Upon espying a fellow Pyrope, she shuffled up beside her- HOW GO3S TH3 P4TROL?

[11:17:10 AM]  REDGLARE: Not p4troll1ng.  Just n33d food.  -She nods to her in greeting.  On the subject of coffee, she is certainly going to fill herself a cup.  Does taste matter? No, not at all.  Just the rich, full-fledged chemical stimulants it's full of.- R4n out qu1ck. N33d to. K33p stock.

[11:29:20 AM]  TEREZI: -She's going to get actual food in her system today, whether or not the only thing on the menu is grubloaf. She nods, eyes still circles, and wanders in the direction of the cafeteria line with a purpose! More like dragging herself to her intended destination.- Y3S, FOOD 1S GOOD -says it so both words rhyme. Was that intentional? Likely not.-

[11:33:43 AM]  REDGLARE: 1t's for. H3r.  H4ndm41d. -She explains, her tone a bit stilted. Did that name even apply to her anymore? She didn't know what else to call her.- Sh3 34ts now. D1dn't r34lly, b3for3.

[11:37:36 AM]  TEREZI: OH -that makes her wake up a little bit more. She cleared her throat.- 1TS PROGR3SS, R1GHT? 1S SH3 DO1NG B3TT3R?

[11:39:24 AM]  REDGLARE: Suppos3. -In some ways.  She doesn't want to say how bitterly it hurts that she can't remember, that she doesn't want to see any of it.- Sh3 c4n't st4y 1n th3r3.  Not for3v3r.

[11:43:11 AM]  TEREZI: SH3 DO3SNT W4NT TO L34V3 TH3 ROOM?

[11:46:58 AM]  REDGLARE: No.   C4n't bl4m3 h3r.  Sh3's p4n1cky.  4nd noth1ng but 1nst1nct.  L1k3 sh3 h4tch3d for h3r tr14ls. -She manages to fill a tray, some of it for herself but most of it sealed foods to bring back to her quarters.-

[12:10:19 PM]  TEREZI: -she frowns- NO, NOT FOR3V3R -she slowly begins adding a couple things to her tray, mostly things easily chewed. Terezi wonders why - what the hell happened to make her revert so.- M4YB3 ROP1NG OFF 4 PORT1ON OF H4LLW4Y? ST4RT1NG SM4LL, 1 GU3SS

[12:13:15 PM]  REDGLARE: M4yb3.  N33d to conv1nc3 h3r to com3 out f1rst. -Then make sure nothing goes wrong.  The thought made her a little queasy.- Do3sn't 4ccl1m4t3 to str4ng3rs 34s1ly.

[12:22:55 PM]  TEREZI: 1TLL T4K3 T1M3, Y34H -she picked up a paper cup and filled it with water- BUT...4T L34ST SH3 H4S YOU

TEREZI: 1TS 34S13R H4V1NG SOM3ON3 TH4N NO ON3 4T 4LL

[12:24:24 PM]  REDGLARE: Suppos3.  -She goes to sit, some of the exhaustion catching up with her as she begins to sip her coffee.-

[12:25:03 PM]  REDGLARE: F33ls ov3rwh3lm1ng, st1ll.

[12:36:32 PM]  REDGLARE: 1 don't know wh4t to do w1th h3r.  1 c4n't look 4t h3r 4nd s33 4 str4ng3r.

[12:42:28 PM]  TEREZI: -she takes the seat across from her and slumps into it, hunching over her tray. She paused to glance up at her before slowly lowering her gaze back to her food without actually paying attention to what was there.- YOU C4NT H3LP HOW YOU F33L 31TH3R

[12:51:49 PM]  ((Skype no)

[12:55:45 PM]  REDGLARE: Us3d to b3 b3tt3r 4t controll1ng 1t.

[12:56:09 PM]  REDGLARE: Wond3r1ng wh4t th3 h3ll h4pp3n3d.

TEREZI: -pokes at the grubloaf a little before taking a small bite and answering with a shrug and a small laugh- TH4TS 34SY

TEREZI: L1F3

[1:28:33 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -Hello all, Shipman Strider here strolling in to get some food and coffee. Good thing he wears shades all the time because you can't see the bags under his eyes. He nabs a couple sandwiches and takes a seat near the pyropes- Hola

[1:28:43 PM]  REDGLARE: Hnf. Y34h.

[1:29:25 PM]  REDGLARE: -She doesn't seem totally convinced of that, prodding at her meal and taking a few unenthusiastic bites.- Str1d3r.

[1:33:00 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Youre looking as radiant as ever redglare the pinnacle of youth beauty and ferocity

[1:36:23 PM]  TEREZI: -SUCK UP-

[1:36:23 PM]  REDGLARE: >:1

[1:37:27 PM]  REDGLARE: -she showered wtf do u even want buddy:

[1:38:23 PM]  REDGLARE: Must b3 s331ng som3th1ng d1ff3r3nt from wh4t r3fl3ct1on looks l1k3, th3n.

[1:38:27 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -More like smartass. Nods and grins at Terezi-

[1:38:58 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Awww come on dont be like that

[1:39:27 PM]  TEREZI: -waves at him with her fork-

[1:40:02 PM]  REDGLARE: Spl1t 3nds h4v3 n3v3r b33n 4 f4sh1on st4t3m3nt.  Sorry to d1s4ppo1nt.

[1:41:54 PM]  UNCLE BRO: You could make it happen or -He fiddles with his own hair. It's longer and more white than blonde and he hates it-

[1:42:14 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Whats been up folks

[1:44:02 PM]  REDGLARE: 1mprob4bl3d3f14nc3 of d34th on th3 p4rt of-- -a pause- --som3on3 l1v1ng 1n my qu4rt3rs.

[1:45:13 PM]  TEREZI: SL33P 1S 3LUS1V3 -dips her nose into her cup-

[1:46:04 PM]  REDGLARE: Wh3n 1t 1sn't 4 curs3.

[1:48:42 PM]  UNCLE BRO: I feel that

[1:49:15 PM]  TEREZI: -lifts a brow, tilts her head, shrugs one shoulder and lifts her cup-

[1:50:06 PM]  DIRK: -arrives at the cafeteria, making a face at the grubloaf and deciding today is an "eat out of the vending machine" day. after gathering some snacks, he notices the pyrope-strider group and thinks maybe they could use a little more STRIDER. he proceeds to shuffle on over.-

[1:50:32 PM]  DIRK: Hey. -plops down next to bruncle and spills his snacks out onto the table-

[1:51:06 PM]  REDGLARE: -GRUNT IN RECOGNITION-

[1:51:58 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -Sup nods and casually snatches a bag of chips-

[1:52:07 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Sup

[1:52:16 PM]  TEREZI: -manages words- H1

[1:52:38 PM]  TEREZI: -or a singular word even-

[1:54:24 PM]  DIRK: -RUDE. jk bruncle you can take all the snacks you want. he looks between everyone while crunching into a cheeto-

[1:54:30 PM]  DIRK: You guys look like crap.

[1:55:16 PM]  REDGLARE: 4t l34st th3 oth3r on3 m4d3 4n 4tt3mpt.

[1:55:37 PM]  TEREZI: -pfff noise- H4V3NT N33D3D 4 M1RROR 1N SW33PS

[1:55:47 PM]  REDGLARE: 1 r3gr3tfully r3fus3 your fl4t3rry 4s w3ll.

[1:58:40 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Well thanks

[2:00:00 PM]  UNCLE BRO: I dont what these two have been up to

[2:00:31 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Other than assaulting the sandman when he visits

[2:01:11 PM]  REDGLARE: -siip-

[2:01:30 PM]  DIRK: -he's smirking a little while he nibbles on these lumpy cheesy bits of baked corn. he's in a good mood today, apparently.-

[2:03:05 PM]  REDGLARE: H4ndm41d h4s d4y t3rrors.  Not 4 lot of sl33p to b3 h4d, r3g4rdl3ss of th3 1nt3nt of 4ny sp3ctr4l gr41n w1z4rds.

[2:04:23 PM]  DIRK: -spectral grain wizards... he's gonna make a mental note of that one for roxy, but now he's frowning because handmaid having day terrors is NO SMIRKING MATTER, even if he knows fuck all about her-

[2:09:18 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Yikes sounds like the opposite of a good time not

UNCLE BRO: Not even sopor is helping huh

[2:10:11 PM]  REDGLARE: Sh3 do3sn't w4nt to sl33p 1n 1t.  Not th4t 1 suppos3 1t would.

[2:13:07 PM]  REDGLARE: 1's bl4m3 th3 3mpr3ss for l4ck of 4ny oth3r to bl4me.

[2:13:41 PM]  REDGLARE: S3d1t1on 1sn't th3 l34st of our ch4rg3s 4nyw4ys.

[2:20:28 PM]  TEREZI: -don't mind her, just sipping her water like it's an alcoholic beverage-

[2:27:44 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -His face grows serious as he bites into a chip. Can't say he'd ever met Handmaid, but...- Damn

[2:31:25 PM]  VRISKA: -comes in and slips in RIGHT next to terezi regardless of who she's sitting next to with her tray,- Are we 8laming the Empress? I'm ALL for that. She's kind of a huge 8itch.

[2:32:03 PM]  REDGLARE: -She nods, quiet a moment as she picks at her meal.  It takes another sip of coffee for her to speak once more. She eyes Vriska and grunts.- Sur3.

[2:36:43 PM]  DIRK: -CHEW CHEW as he stares at vriska-

[2:38:08 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Mhm -Noms more sandwich-

[2:45:26 PM]  GHB: *Invites himself to sit next to Redglare and stares at her, slurps on faygo.*

[2:46:02 PM]  DIRK: -oh JESUS CHRIST HIM BIG-

[2:46:41 PM]  REDGLARE: -Utterly unperturbed by clown incursion.  She manages to turn away from Vriska to give him a nod.-

[2:47:54 PM]  VRISKA: -looks over GHB- So you guys hear anything good around here? I think this looks like a gr8 team.

[2:48:25 PM]  REDGLARE: B33n busy.

[2:49:03 PM]  GHB: at least you lookin less rough as all hells *he looks a her plate and puts hot fried carnival food on there, ur welcome*

[2:50:01 PM]  DIRK: -blinks tho- A great team for what? Gossip?

[2:51:19 PM]  VRISKA: For getting the scoop. You know, pulling up dirt and yanking the strings from the outside. ACTUALLY getting things done. -she nudges Terezi.- Riiiiiiiight?

[2:51:51 PM]  REDGLARE: -prods carnival food with fork. GHB is probably the only one who encourages her to eat LEsS healthy.- Thos3 4r3 low st4nd4rds to b34t.

[2:52:39 PM]  REDGLARE: -Another eye towards Vriska (Vriska) as she talks.- W3 do our jobs.

[2:53:10 PM]  REDGLARE: -put this greasy ass clown shit in her face cuz she is hungry-

TEREZI: -She gives Vriska a silent nod and continues picking at her food until GHB's entrance which may have put her on edge just a tiny bit + she's now a bit stiff in the way she holds herself.-

TEREZI: -she feels a smile pull at Dirk's poke, and answers Vriska- 4LL OF US 4R3 OUTS1D3 NOW

TEREZI: W4Y OUTS1D3

TEREZI: W3R3 SO OUTS1D3 W3 DONT 3V3N KNOW WH3R3 W3 4R3

[2:54:29 PM]  DIRK: Literally.

[2:54:39 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -Stays silent. No, he doesn't have irons in the fire. Nope not at all.-

[2:55:06 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -Munches nonchalantly-

[2:55:54 PM]  GHB: *Good eat the grease, it's comfort food* *slurps*

GHB: *watches them converse, it ain't no thang*

[2:58:56 PM]  TEREZI: -Yes, it totally IS a THANG-

TEREZI: -Perhaps the only thing preventing her from standing up and absconding the heck out is 1, she's still hungry, and 2, she's busy making little spherical pieces of food for her block's recent lodger.-

[3:01:43 PM]  GHB: *looks at Terezi* ...... ;o)

GHB: *sips faygo, it's been a while since just his presence made people nervous since he's been on this ship*

[3:02:48 PM]  TEREZI: -wants to scream and crying is also in there somewhere probably.-

[3:03:01 PM]  VRISKA: 8ut 8eing the outside of the outside is how we get our shit done! Duh!

[3:04:40 PM]  DIRK: As much as I would love to stage an uprising against our dear Empress, it might be best to tackle one obstacle at a time.

[3:05:38 PM]  REDGLARE: B31ng on th3 outs1de 1s wh3r3 you go to slowly st4rv3.

[3:06:16 PM]  DIRK: -nods because that is also true. he's gonna eat all these fucking cheetos anyway tho-

[3:06:20 PM]  TEREZI: -She has entertained the thought of leaving all this chaos behind them and just going on a forevercation.-

[3:06:22 PM]  REDGLARE: Th3y don't p33k out th31r w1ndows.  Don't s33 why th3y would st4rt now.

[3:07:56 PM]  REDGLARE: -She reaches for her glasses, putting them on over her eyes.- Th3 l3v3r4g3 w3 n33d 1sn't on th1s sh1p.  3v3n w1th th3 proof of foul pl4y.

[3:08:12 PM]  GHB: *points at redglare* off the grid means yall ain't got no resources, allies, or any kinda relative power

GHB: laughable motherfuckin lack of such *siiips*

[3:09:12 PM]  REDGLARE: Th3r3's 4lw4ys p1r4cy. -She snorts at the notion.-

[3:09:45 PM]  GHB: nah, you ain't got the humor for it sis

[3:10:28 PM]  REDGLARE: B3st compl1m3nt 1'v3 h34rd so f4r.  You two should t4k3 not3s.

[3:11:35 PM]  DIRK: -smirks a little at that-

[3:11:55 PM]  VRISKA: I'm not talking a8out the Empress! I'm talking internal affairs. 8ehind the scenes!

[3:12:11 PM]  DIRK: -brow raise- Uh?

[3:12:27 PM]  REDGLARE: -She raises an eyebrow.- You m34n h3r3.

[3:12:46 PM]  REDGLARE: Not 4n outs1d3r to th4t.  So wouldn't know.

[3:12:55 PM]  GHB: *amused by minifang  and sips*

[3:12:56 PM]  DIRK: -oHHHHHH-

[3:13:03 PM]  DIRK: -SHIIIIIT-

[3:14:12 PM]  TEREZI: -grateful she wasn't drinking water or eating grubloaf at the time because there wouldve been a spray.-

[3:25:47 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Nice

UNCLE BRO: Yeah sorry im privy to the internal machinations of the ship so i wouldnt know what youre feelin -Casually eyes ghb behind shades.-

[3:27:19 PM]  DIRK: Half of this table is comprised of the higher ups, in fact. If you'd like to report some concerns, or if you perhaps have some constructive ideas to put forth, we'll gladly listen.

[3:28:16 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -He loves his nephew-

[3:28:28 PM]  DIRK: -B)-

[3:28:42 PM | Edited 3:28:54 PM]  REDGLARE: -eyes her one more time- 1 b3l13v3 you r3port to m3 d1r3ctly, no?

[3:29:33 PM]  TEREZI: -drinkin her water with no hands-

[3:30:01 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -So does Uncle Bro. Waves at his kinda boss-

[3:30:38 PM]  REDGLARE: -HUh HE DOES-

[3:30:47 PM]  REDGLARE: -OOPS-

[3:31:49 PM]  GHB: *"works" under darkleer*

GHB: *snorts, siiiip*

[3:32:10 PM]  DIRK: -nice-

[3:32:27 PM]  GHB: * ;o) *

[3:44:15 PM]  VRISKA: -Rolls her eyes- You'd 8e the 8est choices to gather intel, wouldn't you?

[3:44:54 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Probably -Derek too-

[3:45:07 PM]  REDGLARE: You would b3 br13f3d 4s n3c3ss4ry.

[3:51:32 PM]  UNCLE BRO: What the boss said

[3:51:53 PM]  VRISKA: -she nudges redglare- (May8e l8r.) :::;)

[4:01:33 PM]  REDGLARE: - EXCUSE.-

[4:02:00 PM]  REDGLARE: >:!

[4:02:35 PM]  REDGLARE: Wh4t's your 1nt3r3st 1n, 4nyw4y?

[4:09:27 PM]  VRISKA: -She shrugs.- I'm just trying to make sure we're on the right track here. 8ut hey, you get questioned for caring around here, I guess!

[4:11:31 PM]  REDGLARE: -Snort.  The MOST derisive kind.-

[4:12:01 PM]  VRISKA: -RUDE-

[4:12:24 PM]  DIRK: -massive eyeroll. too bad you can't see behind his shades-

[4:18:04 PM]  REDGLARE: You h4d b3tt3r b3 4bl3 to l1st3n to your off1c3rs wh3n th3 r1ght t1m3 com3s. Should b3 th3 f1rst of your conc3rns.

[4:18:19 PM | Edited 4:18:21 PM]  REDGLARE: N3w to s3rv1c3.  4r3n't you?

[4:23:03 PM]  UNCLE BRO: (I like her) -Leans in and whispers to Dirk-

[4:24:01 PM]  VRISKA: Who said I wasn't going to?

[4:24:47 PM]  DIRK: -nods in agreement-

[4:26:27 PM]  REDGLARE: No on3 pr3s3nt.  But 1f you 4r3 4r34dy t4k1ng 4n 1nt3r3st 1n th3 proc3ssof comm4nd.

[4:27:47 PM]  VRISKA: Hey, I'm a gr8 teammate.

[4:28:23 PM]  VRISKA: You think I'm just going to ditch my team????????

[4:28:36 PM]  DIRK: -finishes his cheetos and cracks open a bag of LET'S POTATO CHIPS. WINKS AT THE CAMERA.-

[4:30:42 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -Sighs about Vriska AND Nephew-

[4:31:17 PM]  REDGLARE: 1 4m not w1thout fr4m3 of r3f3r3nce 1n r3g4rds to your 3fforts.

[4:36:45 PM]  VRISKA: Sometimes you gotta take the hit to make everyone else look good. -She shrugs.- Someone's gotta make that sacrifice!

[4:39:17 PM]  REDGLARE: No. Th3y don't.

[4:39:52 PM]  VRISKA: You don't see it until it happens and you need someone to fill that role!

[4:43:59 PM]  REDGLARE: Only 1f you put 4 pr1or1ty on 4pp34r4nc3 ov3r 4ctu4l m3r1t.

[4:49:44 PM]  HANDMAID: -on the other side of the entrance to the cafeteria is the handmaid, waiting. listening, staying completely still. hiding.-

[4:50:00 PM]  HANDMAID: -out of sight for now-

[4:50:18 PM]  VRISKA: Depends who's actually looking, wouldn't you say?

[4:53:39 PM]  REDGLARE: -She glares.- No.

[4:54:47 PM]  VRISKA: Well, I think so.

[4:54:52 PM]  DIRK: -chew chew- Yeah. You have no idea how to work in a team.

[4:58:30 PM]  VRISKA: Good. That's what I want you to think.

HANDMAID: -meanwhile, she moves to look and see if she can see redglare over there, but she ends up tripping over a planter, knocking it over, and falling to the ground. her wings are going crazy, fluttering but not lifting her anywhere at this point-

[4:59:12 PM]  DIRK: You... just said you're a great teammate.

[4:59:29 PM]  DIRK: Why would you want your teammates to think you have no idea what you're doing?

[5:00:51 PM]  REDGLARE: -She jolts a little as the planter falls, turning over her shoulder to look.- D4m4r4?

[5:03:02 PM]  VRISKA: -she glances over, distracted by the sound.- 8ecause it kicks their asses into gear, duh!

[5:03:03 PM]  GHB: *Oh so that's her red, who supposedly died, interesting. ssiiiippppp*

[5:04:19 PM]  DIRK: That... That doesn't... -stares into the camera-

[5:04:25 PM]  DIRK: -what's this about damara, tho?-

[5:04:30 PM]  HANDMAID: -her hair is a mess as she scrambles up to her feet, narrowing her eyes at the attention she's suddenly received and starting to full on GROWL AT ALL THESE PEOPLE.-

[5:08:43 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -Can't say that's the first time he's gotten that response-

[5:15:34 PM]  REDGLARE: -She starts to rise, steepping towards the handmaid.- 1 d1dn't th1nk yu w3r3 l3rv1ng the room.  1t's-- 4lright, yu 4r3 s4f3.

[5:15:45 PM]  REDGLARE: 1t's f1n3 h3r3.

[5:15:54 PM]  GHB: *tips his faygo at the growling rustblood*

[5:16:46 PM]  REDGLARE: -That MIGHT NOT B HELPING-

[5:17:11 PM]  HANDMAID: -defense mode, still growling LOUDLY because what the fuck is that THING he is gesturing toward her from a good distance away?- NO.

[5:18:06 PM]  GHB: *oh no this is his drink he's just gesturing in a FRIENDLY manner though it's not the first time someone's recoiled from the soda. rude*

[5:18:33 PM]  HANDMAID: -oh, it's definitely friendly. it would be friendly to anyone else but this one right here at this moment right now.-

[5:18:46 PM]  REDGLARE: She steps towards her.- (d1d you l34v3 to look for m3?)

[5:19:11 PM]  HANDMAID: -she's still watching all those strangers behind her.- no!

[5:20:15 PM]  REDGLARE: D4m4r4.  L1st3n to my vo1c3.  1t 1s ok4y

[5:20:57 PM]  VRISKA: What's wrong with her???????? -Totally not impressed. WHAT A MESS.-

HANDMAID: -more growling. wow.-

[5:21:46 PM]  REDGLARE: -Not answering Vriska, she approaches handmaid, slowly.-

[5:21:58 PM]  UNCLE BRO: Dont sweat it kid

[5:24:51 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -Carefully watching this scene play out. It's giving him movie ideas-

[5:25:46 PM]  HANDMAID: hate!

[5:26:34 PM]  REDGLARE: -She doesn't answer that.  She just takes a step towards her.-  you don't h4v3 to com3 clos3r.

[5:35:22 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -His face sours. Something in him twists, watching this unfold. Soon it's back to usual face as he takes another bite of sandwich-

[5:39:25 PM]  HANDMAID: -she's still watching behind redglare as if she's preparing for someone to just ATTACK-

[5:39:38 PM]  REDGLARE: Th3y 4r3 do1ng noth1ng.

[5:39:47 PM]  REDGLARE: Focus on m3, D4m4r4.

[5:49:35 PM]  HANDMAID: -she continues to growl, quieter now, glancing at redglare every now and then for just a second.-

[5:50:11 PM]  REDGLARE: -She humms softly in an attempt to help soothe her.-

[5:50:24 PM]  REDGLARE: Th3y h4v3n't m3t you y3t.  Th3y'r3 just confus3d.

[6:03:49 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -Adjusts his glasses-

[6:04:57 PM]  HANDMAID: LEAVE.

[6:29:58 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -Raises an eyebrow-

[6:31:12 PM]  HANDMAID: -and she suddenly takes off back toward the room again, if she can remember where the fuck it's at.-

[6:32:01 PM]  VRISKA: And I thought I saw all of the weirdos on this ship already! Man!

[6:37:06 PM]  REDGLARE: -She nods once towards the others before beginning to follow her.-

[6:44:37 PM]  TEREZI: VR1SK4 -shakes her head, and says tersely- DONT

[6:44:55 PM]  VRISKA: -with her mouth full of food- Whaff fif I fay?

[6:49:25 PM]  TEREZI: >:\

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ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0164

[5/27/2015 12:33:08 PM] UNCLE BRO: -TA DA It's captain diuchebag and he's been discharged. He's good mostly, just sore and needs to take it easy. Naturally, he's ravenous and he's in the cafeteria loading up on everything he couldn't have in the infirmary. He's got the fixings for at least four BLT's (with cheese) Also his trusty flask of whiskey. Ah yes, he kicks his feet up on the table and takes a swig before getting to assembling his sammiches- [5/27/2015 12:36:03 PM] DAVE: -looks like the daves get hungry at the same time basically, because dave enters soon and spots his uncle over there- oh hey look whos out DAVE; -he grabs himself some kind of pre-made sandwich and sits somewhat next to him and away from his stanky feet.- [5/27/2015 12:38:15 PM] UNCLE BRO: -These feet stank so much because he's being badass all the time. He assembles his first sandwich- Oh hey look who came to visit [5/27/2015 12:41:42 PM] DAVE: yeah i know i wanted to come sooner DAVE: i was planning on it too -but THE MUN FORGOT DONT BLAME THIS ON DAVE- DAVE: but shit after shit after the goddamn shitpocalypse and time goes by so fuckin fast DAVE: plus if youre anything like my bro then youre a tank and nobodys really got anything to worry about right [5/27/2015 12:46:41 PM] UNCLE BRO: -Sip- You know were fraternal twins right -Takes a bite of his sandwich- UNCLE BRO: I feel you though too much shit hitting the fan at once its getting clogged [5/27/2015 12:49:11 PM] DAVE: of course thats pretty much fuckin obvious DAVE: but are you doin ok DAVE: you seem like youre goin back to the usual brand of asshole so i can only assume [5/27/2015 12:53:07 PM] UNCLE BRO: Well you know what happens when you assume UNCLE BRO: Im good just finally not going insane being couped up UNCLE BRO: Whats been up you and jade doing good [5/27/2015 12:58:30 PM] DAVE: yeah god that place gets old real fast DAVE: its like would it kill you to install a change of scenery in the infirmary DAVE: maybe simulate goin on a walk while youre stuck on bed rest DAVE: -he takes a bite of his sandwich and swallows before talking again- yeah were good DAVE: got like three months left til doves here [5/27/2015 1:03:16 PM] UNCLE BRO: -He chuckles and takes a bite of his own sandwich, but goes quiet for a beat while he chews, then swallows and it's like nothing ever happened- UNCLE BRO: Oh shit thats coming up fast UNCLE BRO: Next thing you know well have a half dog amazonian half rapper extraordinaire calling all the shots UNCLE BRO: Were not fucking worthy [5/27/2015 1:06:47 PM] DAVE: yeah that sums out how i feel about it not gonna lie DAVE: babies man [5/27/2015 1:09:03 PM] UNCLE BRO: Kind of a big deal UNCLE BRO: But you got this [5/27/2015 1:17:06 PM] DAVE: yeah im gonna have to DAVE: but thanks DAVE: so have you seen bro around [5/27/2015 1:28:04 PM] UNCLE BRO: Not since him and riley came to visit UNCLE BRO: That was a while back [5/27/2015 1:28:47 PM] DAVE: wait you met her too [5/27/2015 1:29:06 PM] UNCLE BRO: Finally yeah [5/27/2015 1:29:50 PM] DAVE: maybe next time there will be more than two of us with her at a time DAVE: like an almost reunion DAVE: which might be weird since theyre like officially divorced now i guess [5/27/2015 1:38:01 PM] UNCLE BRO: Holy fuck what [5/27/2015 1:38:52 PM] DAVE: oh yeah DAVE: i guess thats also recent as fuck [5/27/2015 1:44:58 PM] UNCLE BRO: Well shit UNCLE BRO: Shouldve seen that going ass up [5/27/2015 1:48:29 PM] DAVE: its not like i was ever around them when they were in the same room or anything DAVE: so hell if i knew [5/27/2015 1:50:22 PM] UNCLE BRO: Your moms UNCLE BRO: Um UNCLE BRO: Spunky [5/27/2015 1:53:35 PM] DAVE: yeah i mean it seems like it doesnt it DAVE: shes got a lot of stuff to say [5/27/2015 2:04:46 PM] UNCLE BRO: Yeah definitely that UNCLE BRO: Howd it feel to meet her -starts on his second sandwich- [5/27/2015 2:05:24 PM] DAVE: weird at first DAVE: but it didnt go bad or anything so it ended up bein cool [5/27/2015 2:18:57 PM] UNCLE BRO: Well at least that didnt go ass up [5/27/2015 2:34:25 PM] DAVE: yeah and she got to meet jade too DAVE: so that was sweet [5/27/2015 2:44:24 PM] UNCLE BRO: They get along alright [5/27/2015 2:45:38 PM] DAVE: no its sweet that they hated each other and swore theyd rather eat lava than speak to the other again DAVE: duh [5/27/2015 2:51:33 PM] DAVE: -ok now his communicator is going off and he hurriedly gets up- gotta go deal with guard shit seeya [5/27/2015 2:53:25 PM] UNCLE BRO: Keep us safe -swig- [5/27/2015 2:54:35 PM] UNCLE BRO: Well at least i get to keep the most hated by jade harley throne UNCLE BRO: -Takes another bite of sandwich- [5/27/2015 3:03:30 PM] MOM: -Awww she missed seeing both striders at once (which was probably for the best considering her last conversation with Derek's kid.) but that's okay, she's just going to get some form of food and bring it back with her to the table Dave senior is at- Long time no see, this seat takin'? [5/27/2015 3:12:44 PM] UNCLE BRO: Now it is and by a beautiful dame at that -Grins and takes a sip of his flask- [5/27/2015 3:20:45 PM] MOM: Awwww hush. -she grinned and sat herself down- so what's been up? i know i haven't talked at ya' in a while. trust me th'other day i was gonna' but then i message th'wrong person and things started happenin' bluh blah bleh. [5/27/2015 3:23:38 PM] UNCLE BRO: Eh just been in the infirmary the past week UNCLE BRO: How do you message someone else when trying to message me im one of a kind theres only one masterpiece like me rox [5/27/2015 3:25:51 PM] Mom: Well i messaged th'other dave strider by mistake. -AND IT WENT SOOOO /WELL/ except not at all- but whooooah infirmary? what happened? [5/27/2015 3:26:17 PM] BRO: -there's another strider lurking in the shadows. obviously it is the one strider that likes to lurk in the shadows. he's watching davenforth and roxanne shoot the breeze with eyes still unshaded, wondering if he should drop in. maybe after flash stepping to the food line to grab himself something to nibble on- [5/27/2015 3:27:51 PM] UNCLE BRO: Got into a scrape with biomechanical monstrosities no big deal [5/27/2015 3:28:53 PM] MOM: What? you too?? -she wonders if it was anything like that rhino she fought- [5/27/2015 3:31:58 PM] UNCLE BRO: -His twin senses are tingling- What do you mean you too [5/27/2015 3:35:53 PM] MOM: -Starts jabbing her fork around on the plate a bit.- Back on alternia i went on this. . .not really offical mission thing. an' my split off group came across this big rhino with machine installed on its face and other places.  got it frozen in th'ships cargo bay right now. [5/27/2015 3:37:32 PM] BRO: -finally comes over with a bag of doritos- [5/27/2015 3:39:59 PM] MOM: -Sees the bro.- Oh hey check'it out its th'merman. -Snrk- [5/27/2015 3:40:32 PM] BRO: Its me. -crunches dorite- [5/27/2015 3:43:01 PM] UNCLE BRO: Theres a story behind that that involves him getting at least half naked im sure [5/27/2015 3:43:25 PM] BRO: Actually no. [5/27/2015 3:43:30 PM] BRO: Just really wet. [5/27/2015 3:44:08 PM] UNCLE BRO: And not rox UNCLE BRO: Wow you lost your touch [5/27/2015 3:44:49 PM] MOM: Pfft, nah i was a bit soaked by th'end of the night too. [5/27/2015 3:45:47 PM] BRO: -smirks- [5/27/2015 3:47:08 PM] MOM: That lady was so mad though, oh em gee. [5/27/2015 3:47:35 PM] UNCLE BRO: -Snorts then raises an eyebrow- Do i want to know [5/27/2015 3:51:12 PM] BRO: -shrugs, finally taking a seat- Im more interested in what yall were talkin about. [5/27/2015 3:52:03 PM] MOM: -Still hasn't even started eating yet, now she is distracted.* We were talkin'bout biomechanical creatures. [5/27/2015 3:54:13 PM] UNCLE BRO: I was talking biomechanical trolls [5/27/2015 3:55:20 PM] BRO: -glances between the two- Is this about all the trouble youve been gettin in? [5/27/2015 3:55:52 PM] BRO: Everyone is going on more misadventures than me lately. -disdainfully eats dorito- [5/27/2015 3:58:05 PM] MOM: -Gives Dave a look like "Wut r u talkin'bout?"-  . . . .trolls? [5/27/2015 3:58:24 PM] MOM: I only fought th'rhino. [5/27/2015 3:58:36 PM] MOM: No biotech trolls from what i saw. [5/27/2015 3:59:03 PM] UNCLE BRO: Yeah well tell that to the cyber ginyu squad that ambushed us [5/27/2015 4:05:49 PM] BRO: -now he's just frowning. honestly, why is he never around for this crap? and worse yet, why did he let himself get distracted from worrying about it for so long- [5/27/2015 4:06:04 PM] BRO: Sounds like theres just a lot of crazy bullshit on Alternia. [5/27/2015 4:08:45 PM] MOM: yeah pretty much. -Finally uses her fork to put food in her mouth.- [5/27/2015 4:09:37 PM] UNCLE BRO: Ill drink to that -and he does- [5/27/2015 4:12:17 PM] UNCLE BRO: Whats up derek [5/27/2015 4:14:26 PM] BRO: Uh. -shrugs- Well youre pretty much up to speed on everything goin on with me. -mostly...- [5/27/2015 4:15:55 PM] MOM: Which is he is now like th'best mermaid i've ever seen. [5/27/2015 4:16:09 PM] MOM: -Comedic relief before it is needed- [5/27/2015 4:16:57 PM] BRO: -thank u roxanne- [5/27/2015 4:21:23 PM] MOM: -Ur welcome- [5/27/2015 4:26:58 PM] GHB: *Did someone say comedic relief? That was totally up this clowns ally, up all his allies and he doesn't so much want to eat here because of the lack of fried and sugary things but he needs some space and damn is this ship tiny. Guy can't even stretch his... anything. But if there be pies then he's all over that wicked business* [5/27/2015 4:27:24 PM] ERIDAN: *decides to stroll into the cafeteria with a laptop, grabs food, then sits down at a table and opens that laptop up.  it looks like he's furiously doing something really important while he eats dinner* [5/27/2015 4:31:49 PM] MOM: -How do you NOT notice a troll like ghb walking into a room? Roxanne knows this troll too.- Oh, oh!!! hey! -Starts waving at him- harmonica jazz buddy guy!! uh! typhon!! yeah thats it! typhon! -shes calling for u highblood.- [5/27/2015 4:33:50 PM] BRO: -holds a dorito like a paper football and flick it at eridan's laptop- [5/27/2015 4:33:58 PM] BRO: -and also holy shit that troll is BIG- [5/27/2015 4:34:04 PM] BRO: (The fuck?) [5/27/2015 4:34:35 PM] MOM: (This guy is awesome, i met him in storage.) -:DDD- [5/27/2015 4:35:49 PM] ERIDAN: ..... *looks up at bro and SQUINTS* *he knows this dorito came from him because he looks like dirk and dirk is all about these fuckin chips* [5/27/2015 4:36:27 PM] BRO: -winks at the captain- [5/27/2015 4:36:36 PM] UNCLE BRO: Him big -He's gonna scale that mountain- [5/27/2015 4:37:36 PM] GHB: *piling funnel cakes onto the cafeteria options display. Yes. Now y'all got something that's not shit. Also here's someone calling his name and gives Roxanne a clowny smile. He has so much food in his sylladex so it's only a matter of making his own way over before PARKING it on the floor. Likely because he's shatter most other seating things* salutations sister rox and her motherfuckers *looks to said motherfuckers, probably also giving the captain a wink because he can ROAM now* [5/27/2015 4:38:37 PM] ERIDAN: *he's disturbed by the lack of shades on t his strider*  *he smells something really sweet which distracts him, and his gaze goes to those funnel cakes* [5/27/2015 4:39:10 PM] UNCLE BRO: Well you got that last part right welcome to the party your mirthfulness [5/27/2015 4:39:50 PM] MOM: -Finger guns at the big old clown.- These here guys are my pals an'also striders. derek an'dave. -Gestures to both as she says their names. introductions are important.- [5/27/2015 4:41:47 PM] UNCLE BRO: -Sup nods- [5/27/2015 4:44:14 PM] GHB: *You're welcome for the funnel cakes, see. That's how you provide food options. Take notes.* GHB: *Looks to the both of them as a pie springs from his miracle modus and he reaches to catch it before it goes flying across the cafeteria with a grin* brother might as well crash it the good times before they come to that eventual halt [5/27/2015 4:45:25 PM] UNCLE BRO: Yea verily -god he hates subjug speak- [5/27/2015 4:47:14 PM] MOM: -Really? She thinks its a riot.- [5/27/2015 4:47:14 PM] ERIDAN: *uugghhhh he really wants sweets, but he's actually concerned about how much junk he's been eating lately so he just keeps glancing up at the funnel cakes between looking back at what he's working on* [5/27/2015 4:47:37 PM] MOM: -Like what is this clown even saying? Hell if anyone knows! Its just a lot of fun to listen to- [5/27/2015 4:47:59 PM] MOM: So typhon, any more jam sessions in th'hull yet? [5/27/2015 4:50:27 PM] GHB: *Eats that pie right in Eridan's face, take the funnel cakes. Then hmms deeply* shit yeah my wicked inquisister GHB: gig too damn good to not give any other goes with that virtuostic bidness [5/27/2015 4:53:23 PM] MOM: Still in storage, or are you branchin'out ta'different venues? [5/27/2015 4:54:09 PM] ERIDAN: *uuuggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh eyes that pie hungrily even though he already has food* [5/27/2015 4:58:48 PM] GHB: *Many this is some TASTYASS pie* GHB: mostly up in that storage area GHB: mine own block don't give me half the results, bitch got no acoustics :o/ [5/27/2015 5:00:47 PM] MOM: Awww man what a bummer. :( [5/27/2015 5:01:09 PM] MOM: -Okay right food, some of this should go in her mouth. She starts eating again.- [5/27/2015 5:01:59 PM] GHB: nah it's all good GHB: i been workin on my murals up in there anyhow :o) *defacing the walls, well they were defaced before he left* [5/27/2015 5:02:25 PM] MOM: -Swallows- Murals? [5/27/2015 5:02:53 PM] UNCLE BRO: You should try the atrium acoustics seem like they bang more than saggy knockers on knees [5/27/2015 5:04:43 PM] ERIDAN: *tries to BUSY himself with his food he already has, trying ever so hard not to look at those delicious desserts* [5/27/2015 5:05:11 PM] JADE: -enters cafeteria, sees bros and clown- ........ -slowly walks to the food line and grabs food and then goes to sit across from eridan- [5/27/2015 5:05:40 PM] UNCLE BRO: -Sup nods at Jade- [5/27/2015 5:05:59 PM] UNCLE BRO: -Starts on third blt- [5/27/2015 5:06:09 PM] JADE: -why are you looking at me and also what is clown doing there- [5/27/2015 5:06:13 PM] JADE: (eridan) [5/27/2015 5:07:08 PM] UNCLE BRO: -Adjusts his most hated by jade harley crown- [5/27/2015 5:08:09 PM] GHB: hells motherfuckin yeah murals sister *halfway done with pie* GHB: that don't sound like a halfass bad idea brother *now he's gonna play jazz in the atrium* [5/27/2015 5:08:30 PM] ERIDAN: *JUMPS* *he wasn't expecting anyone to actually address him* *looks up from his laptop at jade* *regains his composure and nervously looks down his nose at her* jade [5/27/2015 5:09:18 PM] JADE: -mostly fails to notice how startled he looks- (why is the grand highblood on board) [5/27/2015 5:11:14 PM] ERIDAN: *glances at the GHB then back at jade* (because he booked passage thats wwhy wwhy else wwould he be here) [5/27/2015 5:13:38 PM] MOM: Murals of what then? like. . .space? sea? flowers? [5/27/2015 5:14:03 PM] JADE: -face in hands- [5/27/2015 5:14:16 PM] JADE: (on a peace vessel!?) [5/27/2015 5:14:24 PM] UNCLE BRO: -Takes a swig of whiskey and and streeeetches- [5/27/2015 5:16:06 PM] REDGLARE: -She's TAKING A HIGH VANTAGE TO OBSERVE THESE SHENANIGANS.- [5/27/2015 5:17:41 PM] GHB: that vast as all hells expanse from lands to that sea up into the sky and into the depths of the wicked as hell cosmos as i had myself seein em GHB: *he finishes that pie and decaptchas another pie from the modus but, "sadly" this one goes flying at high speeds towards a certain lurker that should be familiar with his brand of SHENANIGANS* [5/27/2015 5:18:01 PM] ERIDAN: (it wwasnt my idea he wwas the one wwho paid for it an tumut authorized it i had no say in this) [5/27/2015 5:18:37 PM] REDGLARE: -The pie is speared at the end of her staff.  THERE'S NO WAY THAT WAS AN ACCIDENT.  But it's more surprising that the cloun is present at all.- [5/27/2015 5:19:14 PM] GHB: *He has people to protect and you guys kinda suck at that* [5/27/2015 5:21:05 PM] REDGLARE: -OOPS she's accidentally kicked the pie tin towards the peak of one of his horns.  REALLY NOT THAT FAR considering how tall he is.- [5/27/2015 5:21:34 PM] JADE: -now she's pulling her hands away- (really?) [5/27/2015 5:21:40 PM] JADE: (thats so) [5/27/2015 5:21:53 PM] JADE: ......... -fishy- [5/27/2015 5:22:25 PM] ERIDAN: *dont u dare say it* (yeah really do  you honestly think id let him on board otherwwise im not a fuckin idiot) [5/27/2015 5:23:33 PM] UNCLE BRO: -Watches these shenanigans- [5/27/2015 5:24:56 PM] JADE: -sighs a little in relief- [5/27/2015 5:26:07 PM] GHB: *That did nothing but confirm his suspicions as he gave a grin, the tin lands atop his horn, partially pierced by the tip and some clinging filling lands on the back of his hand* GHB: *licks it and snorts* be playin dirty as a motherfucker [5/27/2015 5:26:09 PM] JADE: -still super fucking shifty though why this, she stabs some green beans, u can keep the fish this food tray is a meat-free zone- [5/27/2015 5:26:35 PM | Edited 5:26:47 PM] GHB: *Did Jade take any funnel cakes tho?* [5/27/2015 5:26:42 PM] JADE: -ABSOLUTELY NOT- [5/27/2015 5:26:55 PM] GHB: * :o( * [5/27/2015 5:26:56 PM] REDGLARE: 1 pl4y w1th too m4ny ch34ts to k33p 4 cl34n h4nd.   REDGLARE: D1dn't t3ll m3 you w3r3 b31ng p1ck3d up on 4lt3rn14. [5/27/2015 5:27:08 PM] JADE: (i dont like this) [5/27/2015 5:27:36 PM] GHB: weren't picked up on alternia sis GHB: i got dropped there and thusly returned [5/27/2015 5:28:27 PM] REDGLARE: Bus1n3ss? [5/27/2015 5:28:38 PM] ERIDAN: *he STILL WANTS TO DONT U TALK ABOUT FUNNEL CAKE TO HIM*  (hes actually been on the ship since wwe left uh) ERIDAN: (fuck i dont remember wwhat planet that wwas) [5/27/2015 5:29:03 PM] GHB: and pleasure GHB: ;o) [5/27/2015 5:29:24 PM] JADE: ..... (seriously????) [5/27/2015 5:29:28 PM] REDGLARE: 1f 1t's 4n 1nt3rs3ct1on of th3 two, 1 m1ght b3 worr13d. [5/27/2015 5:30:16 PM] ERIDAN: (yeah an he has yet to cause any issues but it still doesnt make me any less on edge about it) ERIDAN: (he still has yet to proovve his reasons for bein on board arent nefarious in purpose) [5/27/2015 5:31:06 PM] GHB: mixin both never went wrong on me yet [5/27/2015 5:32:04 PM] JADE: (just being here is unsettling enough if you ask me) [5/27/2015 5:32:07 PM] REDGLARE: Not on you, no. [5/27/2015 5:33:17 PM] GHB: *finally reaches up to remove the tin and get the remaining crust and filling and he has to reach man. Horns, how do they- alright he's got it* GHB: and not on no one i gave any kinda fuck about GHB: you sound worried sister red [5/27/2015 5:33:56 PM] ERIDAN: (wwell theres not a wwhole fuckin lot i can evven do about it wwhat do you expect) [5/27/2015 5:34:08 PM] REDGLARE: Good r34son to b3.  You'r3 h3r3 4bout th3 s4m3 t1m3 w4r br34ks out. REDGLARE: You'r3 st1ll 4n 3nforc3r for th3 3mp1r3.  M34ns som3on3's got som3th1ng to worry 4bout on th1s sh1p. [5/27/2015 5:34:23 PM] JADE: -drums fingers a little- (i dont know) -now she's just thinking about that info her grandpa gave them and wanting to see it even more- [5/27/2015 5:34:35 PM] REDGLARE: 1n f4ct-- 3v3ryon3 would.  R3g4rdl3ss of wh4t s1d3 th3y f4ll on. [5/27/2015 5:35:30 PM] ERIDAN: *bites into some of the fish he grabbed while glancing up at the others again, thinking as well* [5/27/2015 5:36:13 PM] JADE: (do you know where hes going?) [5/27/2015 5:36:46 PM] GHB: in all fairness i was here before that war were declared GHB: and you forget about fefuzela my wicked sister along with the human heiress GHB: both of some vastly significant import while important motherfuckers get hecked up on under this control [5/27/2015 5:37:00 PM] GHB: call me... GHB: reassurance :o) [5/27/2015 5:38:13 PM] REDGLARE: W3ll, R34ssur4nc3, could'v3 us3d 4 l1ttl3 w4rn1ng 4nyw4ys.   REDGLARE: St4rt1ng to f33l snubb3d.  -Her wings flit.- [5/27/2015 5:40:36 PM] ERIDAN: (not this time i got no clue wwhere this is leadin to) [5/27/2015 5:40:40 PM] GHB: *looks at her wings and back to her eyes* GHB: could say the same sister GHB: *but that's none of MY business and licks this pie tin* [5/27/2015 5:41:24 PM | Edited 5:41:49 PM] REDGLARE: 4 p4rt14l om1ss1on 4t worst. [5/27/2015 5:41:30 PM] REDGLARE: -She's smirking, a little bit.- [5/27/2015 5:43:51 PM] GHB: *chuckles and stacks the tins* GHB: *time for a third pie since his second was ruined* GHB: omissions may lead to some rocky business, hows a brother supposed to trust that? [5/27/2015 5:44:12 PM] REDGLARE: 1 w4sn't 4w4r3 th3r3 w4s 3v3r 4n 3l3m3nt of trust. [5/27/2015 5:44:30 PM] REDGLARE: Not 1f you'r3 tr41n3d r1ght, 4nyw4ys. [5/27/2015 5:44:35 PM] GHB: ;o) [5/27/2015 5:45:34 PM] JADE: (great) JADE: (so who knows how long hell be here) [5/27/2015 5:45:58 PM] GHB: *For however long he's gonna be here he's going to wink up your rail jade, look at all this clown winking* [5/27/2015 5:46:09 PM] JADE: -HEY NO- [5/27/2015 5:46:25 PM] JADE: -LOUD SQUINTING- [5/27/2015 5:46:36 PM] GHB: *CAN'T STOP WON'T STOP* [5/27/2015 5:47:21 PM] ERIDAN: (yeah basically its one big goddamned mystery that not evven i the captain knoww the answwer to) [5/27/2015 5:49:50 PM] UNCLE BRO: -Casually lifts his shirt to adjust his bandages- [5/27/2015 5:50:17 PM] JADE: -bruh- [5/27/2015 5:50:45 PM] JADE: -rests cheek in hand and sighs- [5/27/2015 5:51:18 PM] UNCLE BRO: -Yep still tender- [5/27/2015 5:51:33 PM] GHB: *looks at that bandage adjustment, see look. yall always getting all hecked up* [5/27/2015 5:51:47 PM] REDGLARE: -hey he's not a crewmember he doesn't count- [5/27/2015 5:52:21 PM] GHB: *someone you have to protect though, fef and jane aren't crewmembers either. Do you LET civilians get hurt? HMMMMM* [5/27/2015 5:53:23 PM] REDGLARE: -well okay we let THIS ONE get hurt he's a strider there's like ten of those- [5/27/2015 5:53:40 PM] GHB: * :oO, rude* [5/27/2015 5:54:22 PM] UNCLE BRO: -He was saving other civilians THANK YOU VERY MUCH- [5/27/2015 5:55:27 PM] UNCLE BRO: -Winces and lowers his shirt. Some whiskey will help that.- [5/27/2015 5:56:30 PM] ERIDAN: (so uh) ERIDAN: (wwhat are you doin an such) [5/27/2015 5:59:23 PM | Edited 6:00:16 PM] GHB: *looks at that drink and hums, he's thirsty now and is gonna stand and eat the rest of this pie on the go* GHB: ima catch all yall mother fucker and fuckin mothers up on that flip *and smiles at redglare, gon talk to you later about STUFF and THINGS* GHB: *Roxanne gets funnel cake'd. Man it's just. Falling all over the place and now there's confectioners sugar everywhere* [5/27/2015 5:59:33 PM] GHB: *clown out* [5/27/2015 5:59:57 PM] REDGLARE: C3rt41n you'll b3 h4rd to m1ss. [5/27/2015 6:00:56 PM] JADE: ... -wondering why he is still whispering a little- you mean... work? JADE: i dont have much to do right now since sollux has the... project JADE: just more maintenance really [5/27/2015 6:01:19 PM] JADE: and experimenting with nano technology... [5/27/2015 6:02:08 PM] BRO: -NANOMACHINES?- [5/27/2015 6:02:43 PM | Edited 6:03:21 PM] UNCLE BRO: -NANOMACHINES SON- [5/27/2015 6:02:51 PM] JADE: -jfc she activated the striders- [5/27/2015 6:03:57 PM] ERIDAN: (wwait nanomachines wwhat are you doin wwith fuckin nanomachines) [5/27/2015 6:05:56 PM] JADE: dirk thought it would help with medical procedures! [5/27/2015 6:06:08 PM] JADE: and i agree [5/27/2015 6:06:26 PM] JADE: so weve been messing around with different builds [5/27/2015 6:14:23 PM] UNCLE BRO: -Check out this build- [5/27/2015 6:14:45 PM] JADE: -shut ur mouth- [5/27/2015 6:15:04 PM] UNCLE BRO: -Make me- [5/27/2015 6:15:14 PM] ERIDAN: wwait john wwas gunna do somethin like that on me are you wworkin wwith him too [5/27/2015 6:15:23 PM] JADE: yeah!! [5/27/2015 6:16:01 PM] ERIDAN: wwell you can tell john i wwont need that shit no more im cured [5/27/2015 6:17:16 PM] JADE: ... cured? [5/27/2015 6:18:28 PM] REDGLARE: -Cured of WHAT, exactly.  She swings upside down, like a bat, eavesdropping.- [5/27/2015 6:20:25 PM] ERIDAN: yeah you heard me im cu- *stares at redglare*  *what is she even hanging upsidedown from* [5/27/2015 6:20:46 PM] REDGLARE: -One of the ATRIUM TREES- [5/27/2015 6:22:24 PM] JADE: of what? [5/27/2015 6:22:36 PM] JADE: and... how? [5/27/2015 6:27:00 PM] ERIDAN: i had sevvere brain damage cause a those goddamned horror terrors from that abandoned vvessel an howw is as simple as im just that fuckin good [5/27/2015 6:28:14 PM] BRO: -he's kind of listening now instead of stuffing his face with doritos, or whatever. isn't that what happened to dave?- [5/27/2015 6:43:08 PM] JADE: ..... :| [5/27/2015 6:43:31 PM] JADE: you dont reverse brain damage by being good [5/27/2015 6:43:44 PM] JADE: but i will respect that you apparently dont want to talk about it [5/27/2015 6:44:00 PM] JADE: (even though i think i know what you might be talking about anyway) [5/27/2015 6:47:39 PM] ERIDAN:theres nothin special about it us seadwwellers an highbloods in general are just wway more fuckin resiliant than evveryone else thats science [5/27/2015 6:48:05 PM] ROXY: :///////// *in the distance, she's gonna give Eridan a wedige later but she doesn't know why* [5/27/2015 6:48:16 PM] ERIDAN: *GDI* [5/27/2015 6:49:40 PM] JADE: well yes i am aware of that JADE: but brain damage is still brain damage [5/27/2015 6:50:46 PM] JADE: -stabs noodles- [5/27/2015 6:51:29 PM] ERIDAN: *sweats some at that STABBAGE*  its really not THAT big of a deal its no problem to shrug off [5/27/2015 6:52:15 PM] JADE: -ROLLS EYES- i dont know why i even bother getting in these discussions with you anymore [5/27/2015 6:53:13 PM] ERIDAN: i dont either because you should knoww by noww im alwways right [5/27/2015 6:54:06 PM] BRO: -SUDDENLY BRO is over here now- Did you say you and Dirk were working on something for that? [5/27/2015 6:54:50 PM] JADE: -makes a FIST around her fork and glares at Eridan a little, then SUDDENLY BRO- [5/27/2015 6:54:53 PM] JADE: ... yes [5/27/2015 6:55:20 PM] ERIDAN: *shit,  he is a little worried she's going to just stab him with that so he's grateful for sudden bro interuption* [5/27/2015 6:55:44 PM] BRO: -accidentally c3<???- [5/27/2015 6:56:01 PM] BRO: Daves been better though right. [5/27/2015 6:56:07 PM] JADE: yes he has [5/27/2015 6:56:54 PM] JADE: we will make sure to check him out once we get everything set up [5/27/2015 6:58:56 PM] BRO: Okay. -shifts a bit. wow being around jade sure is awkward- [5/27/2015 6:59:20 PM] JADE: -it's weird being around you and not having you be the one i wanna stab with a fork too- [5/27/2015 6:59:51 PM] JADE: .... how are you? [5/27/2015 7:03:43 PM] ERIDAN: *glances between the two, kinda just STARING* [5/27/2015 7:05:13 PM] DAVE: -now seems like a good time to enter, since this situation has taken him HOURS and he picks up his sandwich right where he left it, sitting at the TABLE next to jade. what a gROUP HERE. but damn he's hungry- [5/27/2015 7:05:32 PM] DAVE: -wait a second- [5/27/2015 7:05:45 PM] DAVE: -bro's not wearing his shades?!?!?- [5/27/2015 7:07:33 PM] BRO: -thanks for noticing davidson- Im... Alright. -looks over at dave- [5/27/2015 7:08:36 PM] DAVE: -looks back with a sandwich in his mouth, furrowing his eyebrows a little. he has to chew and swallow before he can talk.- uh DAVE: damn i never knew you had eyes [5/27/2015 7:10:40 PM] BRO: -STARES AT DAVE WITH HIS SPECIAL EYES- [5/27/2015 7:10:54 PM] DAVE: -sweats- [5/27/2015 7:12:26 PM] JADE: -o yeah- [5/27/2015 7:12:29 PM] JADE: -WEIRD- [5/27/2015 7:13:06 PM] JADE: hi dave [5/27/2015 7:14:21 PM] DAVE: hey DAVE: so whats the occasion [5/27/2015 7:16:01 PM] BRO: Dinner? -he says while eating doritos- [5/27/2015 7:16:26 PM] DAVE: and what are we talkin about over here [5/27/2015 7:17:27 PM] ERIDAN: wwere talkin about shit that doesnt concern you [5/27/2015 7:18:50 PM] DAVE: but what if it does DAVE: and you got no idea how its all tangentially related to me but outta nowhere theres some kinda connection so that it does DAVE: its got something to do with something thats connected to somethin thats connected to somethin that concerns me [5/27/2015 7:19:46 PM] BRO: -proud of ur sass, son- [5/27/2015 7:20:00 PM] JADE: it did actually kind of have to do with you [5/27/2015 7:20:49 PM] DAVE: see [5/27/2015 7:23:47 PM] BRO: Yeah were talkin about what a dunkass you are. -hes trYING TO CHANGE THE SUBJECT- [5/27/2015 7:23:55 PM] DAVE: -thanks dad- [5/27/2015 7:24:05 PM] BRO: -you're welcome- [5/27/2015 7:24:35 PM] JADE: -leans over for the dave cheek smooch- its true [5/27/2015 7:25:03 PM] DAVE: good to know i got a steady crew to talk shit [5/27/2015 7:26:35 PM] ERIDAN: god get a goddamned room geez [5/27/2015 7:26:58 PM] JADE: -STICKS TONGUE OUT AT HIM- [5/27/2015 7:27:25 PM] DAVE: what is this too much pda for you [5/27/2015 7:27:41 PM] DAVE: -he puts his hand over jade's face- [5/27/2015 7:27:43 PM] ERIDAN: *FLARES FINS AT JADE* [5/27/2015 7:27:47 PM] DAVE: oh shit the scandal [5/27/2015 7:28:04 PM] DAVE: oh we are in it now this is downright inappropriate [5/27/2015 7:28:20 PM] DAVE: jade stop usin your face as a magnet for my hand [5/27/2015 7:28:26 PM] JADE: omg [5/27/2015 7:28:39 PM] JADE: -flaps hand at dave- cut it out hahahaa! [5/27/2015 7:29:16 PM] DAVE: we gotta think of the other people here DAVE: we cant do this shit in public DAVE: people are gonna see [5/27/2015 7:29:33 PM] BRO: -that's cute as hell- [5/27/2015 7:30:22 PM] JADE: daaaave -shoves his hand away- [5/27/2015 7:30:49 PM] DAVE: -holds her hand- oh man oh no DAVE: its happening capn look away DAVE: shield your eyes [5/27/2015 7:31:15 PM] JADE: -ok i will hold ur hand all day long- [5/27/2015 7:33:32 PM] ERIDAN: *SCOWLS and decides to reavert his eyes down to his laptop* [5/27/2015 7:34:57 PM] JADE: -goes back to eating with her free hand- [5/27/2015 7:41:16 PM] DAVE: -eats with his free hand, too.- [5/27/2015 7:42:04 PM] BRO: -looks between everyone- [5/27/2015 7:42:39 PM] JADE: -maybe grinning a little- [5/27/2015 7:43:27 PM] DAVE: so where are your shades [5/27/2015 7:44:05 PM] BRO: I broke them. [5/27/2015 7:44:09 PM] BRO: Accidentally. [5/27/2015 7:44:17 PM] DAVE: -raises an eyebrow- ok but how [5/27/2015 7:44:55 PM] ERIDAN: glasses get broken all the fuckin time geez wwhy should you evven care [5/27/2015 7:45:15 PM] BRO: Yeah the captain is talkin sense. Listen to your superior officer. [5/27/2015 7:45:23 PM] BRO: -sweating- [5/27/2015 7:47:26 PM] DAVE: -squints- well when you live like 18 years with someone and never see the shades off it gets a little weird DAVE: so its weird bro [5/27/2015 7:48:38 PM] BRO: Youre weird. -nailed it- [5/27/2015 7:49:15 PM] DAVE: -frowns- [5/27/2015 7:49:31 PM] DAVE: no youre fuckin weird [5/27/2015 7:49:54 PM] JADE: -looks at bro like he has a point- [5/27/2015 7:50:04 PM] JADE: -you are pretty weird- [5/27/2015 7:50:19 PM] DAVE: -i can always count on the bae to back me up- [5/27/2015 7:51:26 PM] BRO: Im pretty fuckin weird. [5/27/2015 7:51:44 PM] DAVE: and there you have it everybody [5/27/2015 7:51:48 PM] JADE: -nods approvingly and eats more- [5/27/2015 7:51:58 PM] DAVE: king weird DAVE: bro strider [5/27/2015 7:52:14 PM] DAVE: did you hear that dove [5/27/2015 7:53:10 PM] JADE: im sure shes taking a note right now :p [5/27/2015 7:53:30 PM] DAVE: bet you she is DAVE: cuz shes gonna be all prepared to dunk on her grandbro [5/27/2015 7:53:50 PM] JADE: !! [5/27/2015 7:53:55 PM] JADE: that reminds me [5/27/2015 7:54:01 PM] BRO: -the shades cannot hide his starry eyes- [5/27/2015 7:54:01 PM] JADE: i wonder where my grandpa is [5/27/2015 7:54:16 PM] BRO: Your grandpa? [5/27/2015 7:54:19 PM] JADE: yes! [5/27/2015 7:54:23 PM] JADE: hes on board now! [5/27/2015 7:54:32 PM] DAVE: -goes a little quiet he's NERVOUS ABOUT MEETING HIM- [5/27/2015 7:55:43 PM] BRO: Hmm. -conspiring chin stroke- [5/27/2015 7:56:34 PM] JADE: -checks device to see if hes online- [5/27/2015 7:56:40 PM] DAVE: dont get any crazy ideas [5/27/2015 7:56:43 PM] DAVE: i know that look [5/27/2015 7:56:50 PM] JADE: ... ? [5/27/2015 7:56:54 PM] DAVE: its even more obvious now that i can see your whole fuckin face [5/27/2015 7:59:07 PM] ERIDAN: psh ivve met her grandpa [5/27/2015 7:59:52 PM] DAVE: havent you met everyone on this goddamn ship [5/27/2015 8:01:13 PM] BRO: -holds out hands like plz have a little trust in me dave- [5/27/2015 8:01:42 PM] DAVE: -no- [5/27/2015 8:03:41 PM] ERIDAN: no theres folks i havvent met [5/27/2015 8:07:26 PM] DAVE: oh man thats embarrassing [5/27/2015 8:08:04 PM] ERIDAN: is not ivve just been too goddamned busy for that noise [5/27/2015 8:10:47 PM] DAVE: maybe you should do like a meet n greet DAVE: set up some kinda booth with your face on a banner DAVE: where you just mingle with all your inferiors like some kinda washed up author on a book tour [5/27/2015 8:11:23 PM] JADE: (not that anyone is inferior) -muttermutter- [5/27/2015 8:12:02 PM] BRO: Could bring in a cape for you to sign. [5/27/2015 8:13:42 PM] ERIDAN: i am NOT markin noble articles a clothin wwith any manner a inkery [5/27/2015 8:14:01 PM] DAVE: pretty sure my bros got a ton of weirdass puppet capes [5/27/2015 8:15:31 PM] BRO: Its true. [5/27/2015 8:15:37 PM] BRO: Would you sign a puppet wearing a cape? [5/27/2015 8:16:42 PM] ERIDAN: ... *looks very torn on that* [5/27/2015 8:17:23 PM] DAVE: -jade my bro is so weird- [5/27/2015 8:17:36 PM] JADE: -he is rly weird- [5/27/2015 8:17:57 PM] JADE: -he reminds me of d'arby younger- [5/27/2015 8:22:11 PM] BRO: -hes the weirdest he embraces this- [5/27/2015 8:30:16 PM] ERIDAN: i might make an exception [5/27/2015 8:30:36 PM] DAVE: so its gonna happen [5/27/2015 8:30:41 PM] UNCLE BRO: -Munches on sandwich- [5/27/2015 8:31:07 PM] JADE: -jfc hes still there- [5/27/2015 8:31:18 PM] DAVE: -STRIDER PARTY WHERE IS DIRK- [5/27/2015 8:32:46 PM] DIRK: -did somebody say dirk? he's gonna suddenly be here, sitting backwards in a chair besides his best friend eridan ampora- [5/27/2015 8:33:05 PM] DAVE: -ITS THE WHOLE FAMILY- [5/27/2015 8:33:20 PM] ERIDAN: *shit.  If someone's next to him that means they can actually see he's not even doing work, he's playing an effin game* [5/27/2015 8:33:29 PM] JADE: -would laff but- [5/27/2015 8:33:31 PM] JADE: hi dirk! [5/27/2015 8:33:46 PM] DAVE: yo [5/27/2015 8:33:53 PM] DIRK: -LMAO ERIDAN- [5/27/2015 8:34:04 PM] DIRK: -sup nods at the clan and then double takes at bro- [5/27/2015 8:34:13 PM] DAVE: -i know it's weird right- [5/27/2015 8:34:28 PM] DIRK: Wh-- -no he decided he doesn't care. or doesn't want to ask.- [5/27/2015 8:35:03 PM] ERIDAN: *not just any game but he's also playing goat simulator and he has a little wizard goat, although he's probably quickly slamming his laptop shut* [5/27/2015 8:35:23 PM] DIRK: Aw. I wanted to watch. [5/27/2015 8:35:31 PM] ERIDAN: there wwas NOTHIN to see [5/27/2015 8:35:51 PM] DIRK: Wwhatevver you say. [5/27/2015 8:35:53 PM] JADE: -whispers- (denial) [5/27/2015 8:36:00 PM] DAVE: -snorts- [5/27/2015 8:36:02 PM] UNCLE BRO: -Sup nods at nephews and takes a sip of his flask- [5/27/2015 8:36:04 PM] ERIDAN: *SQUINTS at dirk* [5/27/2015 8:36:36 PM] JADE: -why dont you get over here you creepin wEIRDO- [5/27/2015 8:36:42 PM] JADE: -STOP DISTANTLY SUP NODDING- [5/27/2015 8:37:04 PM] DIRK: -waves bruncle over- [5/27/2015 8:37:31 PM] DAVE: so is this what family reunions are gonna look like from now on DAVE: plus the capn [5/27/2015 8:38:14 PM] UNCLE BRO: -Flashes over what are you talking about he's been here the whole time- [5/27/2015 8:38:51 PM] UNCLE BRO: Maybe bro will actually wear shades to those how do you only have one pair [5/27/2015 8:39:00 PM] UNCLE BRO: Weak [5/27/2015 8:39:21 PM] BRO: ... [5/27/2015 8:39:29 PM] JADE: -family reunions.... maybe has a weird family doki- (now we just need grandpa here) [5/27/2015 8:40:56 PM] DIRK: The Captain is basically family, anyway. -nudges him- [5/27/2015 8:41:17 PM] DAVE: pretty sure he never had just one pair to begin with DAVE: im thinkin this is an active choice DAVE: aint no accident thats for sure [5/27/2015 8:41:38 PM] DAVE: (well you can always invite him i guess) [5/27/2015 8:41:51 PM] BRO: Keep your psychoanalysis to yourself kid. [5/27/2015 8:42:19 PM] UNCLE BRO: Youre supposed to be the careful one dude UNCLE BRO: Welcome to the clan skip -Raises flask to Eridan- [5/27/2015 8:42:42 PM] UNCLE BRO: I think its a damn good analysis [5/27/2015 8:42:51 PM] DAVE: yeah see uncle bro knows whats up [5/27/2015 8:43:11 PM] DAVE: no wonder he wasnt around ever because you couldnt handle the daves bein right aw shit [5/27/2015 8:43:58 PM] ERIDAN: -blinkblinkblink- wwait i am howw [5/27/2015 8:44:11 PM] UNCLE BRO: Just too real kraft wishes it was this organic [5/27/2015 8:46:24 PM] DIRK: -noddin his head like yeah- BRO: -grumping a little. he should've gotten those beer shades with roxanne...- [5/27/2015 8:48:30 PM] UNCLE BRO: -Holds out a spare pair to bro- [5/27/2015 8:50:29 PM] JADE: -do shades have some kind of deep significance to these striders... she never even thought to ask- [5/27/2015 8:50:43 PM] JADE: -she just assumes IRONY ALWAYS- [5/27/2015 8:51:12 PM] JADE: -whispers at dave- (why does everyone in your family wear sunglasses anyway) [5/27/2015 8:52:21 PM] DAVE: -knocks the shades out of uncle bro's hands- whoops DAVE: (uh i dunno irony i guess) DAVE: (its just a thing) [5/27/2015 8:52:39 PM] BRO: -was reaching for them, but then suddenly dave- [5/27/2015 8:52:42 PM] UNCLE BRO: -It helps guard the world from our sexiness- [5/27/2015 8:52:46 PM] JADE: (is that what they think too?) [5/27/2015 8:52:56 PM] JADE: -HMMM- [5/27/2015 8:53:06 PM] BRO: -look at these anime eyes, jade. you tell me.- [5/27/2015 8:53:15 PM] JADE: -kawaii....- [5/27/2015 8:53:43 PM] JADE: (i think its probably because you guys have baby faces) >_> [5/27/2015 8:53:53 PM] DAVE: (no im the only one with the baby face) [5/27/2015 8:54:02 PM] JADE: (you have the cutest face that is true) [5/27/2015 8:54:03 PM] DAVE: -not true obviously. just look at davenforth- [5/27/2015 8:54:07 PM] DAVE: (thanks) [5/27/2015 8:54:50 PM] UNCLE BRO: -Raises up his own shades to give Dave a stern look. Look at this sexy. Look at these crimson eyes- [5/27/2015 8:55:04 PM] JADE: -KAWAII- [5/27/2015 8:55:22 PM] DAVE: -glances over at uncle bro to do the same thing WE GOT THE SAME EYES MOTHERFUCKER- [5/27/2015 8:55:33 PM] JADE: -looks between them and sweats- [5/27/2015 8:56:00 PM] UNCLE BRO: -Grins and winks. Lowers shades- [5/27/2015 8:56:09 PM] DIRK: -looks between them all, unamused- [5/27/2015 8:56:15 PM] JADE: -ENOUGH!!!- [5/27/2015 8:56:53 PM] JADE: -puts too many potatoes in her mouth- [5/27/2015 8:58:36 PM] DAVE: -lowers shades before looking at the bae- you ok [5/27/2015 9:01:32 PM] ERIDAN: ... *stares at jade* [5/27/2015 9:02:36 PM] JADE: ..... mmff [5/27/2015 9:02:49 PM] UNCLE BRO: -Offers his bro another pair of shades- [5/27/2015 9:03:00 PM] DIRK: Of course she's okay. She's having the time of her life with those fuckin' potatoes. [5/27/2015 9:03:09 PM] JADE: -nods- mffmff [5/27/2015 9:03:09 PM] BRO: -quickly snatches them up and puts them on- [5/27/2015 9:03:13 PM] DAVE: -damn it- [5/27/2015 9:03:23 PM] DAVE: -why is there a fleeting feeling of disappointment- [5/27/2015 9:03:37 PM] BRO: -its okay, dave. it doesn't feel right for him either- [5/27/2015 9:04:09 PM] DAVE: she sure loves her potatoes [5/27/2015 9:06:15 PM] ERIDAN: .... wwait really [5/27/2015 9:06:30 PM] DAVE: boil em mash em stick em in a stew [5/27/2015 9:06:40 PM] DAVE: or whatever [5/27/2015 9:07:10 PM] JADE: -snorts!!- [5/27/2015 9:07:29 PM] ERIDAN: *it was fate* [5/27/2015 9:07:51 PM] JADE: -what are you plotting now- [5/27/2015 9:08:08 PM] BRO: -raps po-ta-tos softly in the bg- [5/27/2015 9:08:21 PM] BRO: (Po ta tos) [5/27/2015 9:08:29 PM] BRO: (Boil em mash em stick em in stew) [5/27/2015 9:08:34 PM] BRO: (Boil em mash em) [5/27/2015 9:08:37 PM] JADE: taters! [5/27/2015 9:08:41 PM] BRO: (Boil em mash em) [5/27/2015 9:08:58 PM] ERIDAN: wwhat the fuck theres a song about lovvin potatos [5/27/2015 9:09:00 PM] DAVE: -subtle head bobbing- [5/27/2015 9:09:16 PM] DAVE: theres a song about lovin your lusus [5/27/2015 9:11:06 PM] UNCLE BRO: P o t a to [5/27/2015 9:11:28 PM] DAVE: (potato) [5/27/2015 9:11:34 PM | Removed 9:39:27 PM] This message has been removed. [5/27/2015 9:12:12 PM] DIRK: -accompanies other striders with some beatboxing- [5/27/2015 9:13:11 PM] JADE: ... -fuck it, she's gonna also badly beatbox- [5/27/2015 9:13:19 PM] JADE: (BWAH BWAH) [5/27/2015 9:13:35 PM] DIRK: ... [5/27/2015 9:14:08 PM] JADE: (psh psh) [5/27/2015 9:14:26 PM] JADE: (wikki wikki) [5/27/2015 9:14:52 PM] DAVE: ... [5/27/2015 9:14:57 PM] BRO: ... [5/27/2015 9:15:10 PM] ERIDAN: god put a goddamned sock in it thats fuckin obnoxious as hell [5/27/2015 9:15:17 PM] ERIDAN: wwho the hell taught you to sing [5/27/2015 9:15:49 PM] DAVE: shut the fuck up shes adorable as hell [5/27/2015 9:16:08 PM] KARKAT: *Time for dinner, in walks the hos and wow... get a load of all these glasses wearing assholes* [5/27/2015 9:16:37 PM] JADE: pfhehehe!! [5/27/2015 9:17:05 PM] JADE: its not singing its called BEAT BOXING [5/27/2015 9:17:21 PM] DAVE: yo karkat -waves him over- [5/27/2015 9:17:28 PM] DAVE: -time to meet the family- [5/27/2015 9:18:14 PM] ERIDAN: *He opens his mouth and starts to say something but then- oh shit it's karkat* *he promptly SHUTS IT and opens his laptop back up to busy himself* [5/27/2015 9:18:46 PM] DIRK: -peeks over eridan's shoulder again. hes probably practically resting his chin there- [5/27/2015 9:19:01 PM] KARKAT: *Do not call him into this shit fest but he walks around them and stands* HEY. [5/27/2015 9:19:17 PM] JADE: hi karkat! [5/27/2015 9:19:25 PM] JADE: do you want to beat box with us? [5/27/2015 9:19:34 PM] KARKAT: FUCK NO. [5/27/2015 9:19:39 PM] ERIDAN: hey kar *he wasn't pitch flirting with jade nope* *you won't know, karkat* [5/27/2015 9:19:41 PM] JADE: :( [5/27/2015 9:19:43 PM] UNCLE BRO: -Nods as he lays down a a sensual backbeat- [5/27/2015 9:19:50 PM] DAVE: yeah i figured DAVE: -KEEP YOUR EYES OF FMY GIRL ERIDAN- [5/27/2015 9:20:02 PM] JADE: ... -starts beat boxing with uncle bro again- [5/27/2015 9:20:11 PM] DAVE: fuckin adorable [5/27/2015 9:20:20 PM] KARKAT: ....WHY IS THIS A THING THAT'S GOING ON? [5/27/2015 9:20:27 PM] DAVE: are you gonna stand there or sit DAVE: also it happens sometimes [5/27/2015 9:20:32 PM] JADE: potatoes! [5/27/2015 9:20:37 PM] JADE: -pbft pbft!- [5/27/2015 9:20:49 PM] BRO: Boil em mash em. [5/27/2015 9:21:03 PM] KARKAT: WELL I'D LOVE TO SIT DOWN BUT I LEFT MY TRYING-TOO-HARD SPECTACLES IN MY BLOCK. KARKAT: I WOULDN'T FIT IN. [5/27/2015 9:21:18 PM] KARKAT: ALSO I HAVEN'T GOTTEN FOOD. [5/27/2015 9:21:28 PM] DAVE: well get food then sit down [5/27/2015 9:21:28 PM] JADE: -casually puts on the shutter shades she got at Her Imperious Secret- [5/27/2015 9:21:35 PM] DAVE: it aint that complex bro [5/27/2015 9:21:37 PM] JADE: -yes, OVER her glasses- [5/27/2015 9:21:47 PM] DAVE: and i- fuck -JADE NO- [5/27/2015 9:21:48 PM] ERIDAN: *dirk u are making him kinda uncomfortable, though.  He tries to push his face at least away from his shoulder* [5/27/2015 9:22:00 PM] JADE: -DAVE YES- [5/27/2015 9:22:11 PM] DIRK: -but eridan...- [5/27/2015 9:22:16 PM] DAVE: -he can only think of the BLING LINGERIE- [5/27/2015 9:22:17 PM] DIRK: -face is smooshed away- [5/27/2015 9:22:25 PM] DAVE: -god save us all- [5/27/2015 9:22:32 PM] ERIDAN: *YOU WERE LITEREALLY BREATHING ON MY NECK* [5/27/2015 9:22:47 PM] DIRK: -u liked it- [5/27/2015 9:23:08 PM] JADE: -record scratch noise and motion with her hand- [5/27/2015 9:23:40 PM] UNCLE BRO: Yeah get it harley [5/27/2015 9:24:05 PM] KARKAT: WOW, ALRIGHT. SO. BYE. *He's going to go get a tray of food and stack it high enough to hide all his problems* [5/27/2015 9:24:22 PM] JADE: -watch out shes gonna start rapping about potatoes- [5/27/2015 9:24:33 PM] DAVE: wait karkat DAVE: karkat -maybe leans back a little too far- DAVE: karkat [5/27/2015 9:25:41 PM] UNCLE BRO: P o t a to [5/27/2015 9:26:12 PM] JADE: theyre full of starch and reproduce JADE: asexually this fine produce [5/27/2015 9:26:14 PM] DAVE: hey -FALLS BACKWARD IN CHAIR- [5/27/2015 9:26:21 PM] JADE: .... -BUSTS OUT LAUGHING- [5/27/2015 9:26:28 PM] DIRK: Smooth. [5/27/2015 9:26:28 PM] KARKAT: WHAT. [5/27/2015 9:26:38 PM] KARKAT: OH MY GOD. [5/27/2015 9:26:40 PM] DAVE: -THUNK- [5/27/2015 9:26:47 PM] DAVE: ow [5/27/2015 9:26:55 PM] KARKAT: *SIGHSSSS and moves to help him up* [5/27/2015 9:26:59 PM] JADE: thats what happens when you dont watch out for these phat rhymes dave!!!! [5/27/2015 9:27:38 PM] UNCLE BRO: Obese lit [5/27/2015 9:27:50 PM] UNCLE BRO: Morbidly [5/27/2015 9:27:54 PM] DAVE: -he would have stayed there on the ground if karkat didn't come over. casually gets up like nothing happened- thats what happens when the beats get too ill DAVE: take notes karkat DAVE: cant let those beats get sick [5/27/2015 9:28:11 PM] KARKAT: I'LL TAKE NOTE TO GET YOU A HIGH CHAIR. [5/27/2015 9:28:28 PM] JADE: ... -suddenly remembers the baby shower they're supposed to have- [5/27/2015 9:28:39 PM] DAVE: hows that gonna help [5/27/2015 9:29:07 PM] KARKAT: *Furrows eyebrows at Dave like HE's the idiot* THEY HAVE LEG HOLES SO THE BABY DOESN'T FALL OUT JACKASS. [5/27/2015 9:29:25 PM] KARKAT: ...OR SOME SHIT. ANYWAY. FOOD. I'M HUNGRY. [5/27/2015 9:29:49 PM] ERIDAN: .... wwhat [5/27/2015 9:30:01 PM] JADE: -admires the brorails- [5/27/2015 9:30:34 PM] JADE: -lifts her shutter shades so she can go back to eating- [5/27/2015 9:30:39 PM] DIRK: -wonders what sort of things citrin will need once he's pupated- ... -zones out thinking about it- [5/27/2015 9:31:54 PM] DAVE: then go stack that tray up with the good stuff -sits back on the chair- [5/27/2015 9:32:56 PM] KARKAT: *Rolls eyes and just, goes to do that and he's gonna stack that stack, getting all the good things* [5/27/2015 9:33:29 PM] UNCLE BRO: -Nudges Bro like awww look at your kids friend group- [5/27/2015 9:33:30 PM] JADE: (i wonder if hes getting potatoes) [5/27/2015 9:34:02 PM] DAVE: (boil em mash em stick em in a stew) [5/27/2015 9:34:50 PM] ERIDAN: .... *stares at dave and jade* [5/27/2015 9:35:00 PM] JADE: -just smiles at Eridan- [5/27/2015 9:37:51 PM] BRO: -he is having fun observing all this. even more fun is that he can hang out here and not feel horribly uncomfortable. bruncle's arm gets a light punch to the arm- [5/27/2015 9:38:18 PM] UNCLE BRO: -Bruh- [5/27/2015 9:43:12 PM] JADE: -it is also nice to hang around the bros and not want to punch either of them, this is amazing- [5/27/2015 9:43:35 PM] JADE: -good thing they're punching each other for her- [5/27/2015 9:44:31 PM] ERIDAN: *MAKES A FACE AT HER and refuses to smile back* [5/27/2015 9:44:39 PM] DAVE: -takes this moment as a good time to reach around and punch dirk in the arm- [5/27/2015 9:45:00 PM] JADE: -SMILES MORE- [5/27/2015 9:45:02 PM] DIRK: -wth- [5/27/2015 9:45:05 PM] UNCLE BRO: -It's nice to not be in the infirmary. He should hit the gym later- [5/27/2015 9:45:12 PM] JADE: -JUST TO SPITE HIM- [5/27/2015 9:45:16 PM] KARKAT: *Comes back with a stacked plate and.... watches this smiling* [5/27/2015 9:45:28 PM] KARKAT: ..... *Sits down, holy shit Eridan was telling him the truth* [5/27/2015 9:45:31 PM] DIRK: -he was zoned out dave, watch it. he might sock you in the face. but luckily not this time.- [5/27/2015 9:46:25 PM] KARKAT: *Wait... why the fuck is everyone punching everyone else?? What the hell is this table? Chews from his pile of food and looks between all of them. Judgingly.* [5/27/2015 9:46:42 PM] DAVE: sup [5/27/2015 9:48:09 PM] KARKAT: HEY. *Stabs up some potatoes and keeps judging all of them* [5/27/2015 9:48:48 PM] DAVE: -steals a potato- have you met uncle bro yet i cant remember [5/27/2015 9:50:35 PM] KARKAT: OH GOD, THAT'S HIS NAME TOO? [5/27/2015 9:50:55 PM] DAVE: no his name is dave [5/27/2015 9:51:51 PM] ERIDAN: *whispers to karkat* (they really are just clones an jade wwas tryin to tell me otherwwise) *keeps giving her dirty looks* [5/27/2015 9:52:36 PM] KARKAT: ....*looks at him* KARKAT: THIS IS PROBABLY THAT ONE ASSHOLE I ACCIDENTLY MESSAGED. KARKAT: (THEY'RE NOT JUST CLONES. THEY'RE UNORIGINAL CLONES. HOW THE FUCK.) [5/27/2015 9:53:07 PM] JADE: -SQUINT SMILE- [5/27/2015 9:53:12 PM] JADE: -eats potatoes suspiciously- [5/27/2015 10:00:51 PM] UNCLE BRO: Sup shouts [5/27/2015 10:06:52 PM] KARKAT: *nods at* DOUCHE CLONE. [5/27/2015 10:07:39 PM] ERIDAN: (unoriginal is right yeesh) [5/27/2015 10:12:20 PM] UNCLE BRO: Im the original unoriginal [5/27/2015 10:14:03 PM] BRO: -frowns- [5/27/2015 10:14:17 PM] ERIDAN: shoosh this isnt y our convversation this is privvate [5/27/2015 10:24:26 PM] UNCLE BRO: Woah there capey mcgillycuttle no need to be rude [5/27/2015 10:35:16 PM] ERIDAN: youre the one bein rude evvesdroppin as you are [5/27/2015 10:52:46 PM] UNCLE BRO: Its not eavesdropping if you talk loud enough for everyone to hear UNCLE BRO: My bad ill block out the rest of your convo now -Goes back to Striderly things, that is until his comm device. He's getting pictures of cuttlefish awww. He gets up to leave-