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RS: http://www.bemisu.com/SlideShow/Seamusslide.jpg

RS: | I do not Know What It Is | Exactly | ? | RS: | But | It is Loud |

ID: ...what the fuck. ahahah. it's creepy.

RS: | Isn't It Just | ? |

RS: | But | I don't Know Why It Has no Fur |

ID: whats a kabiir.

ID: maybe it's sick.

ID: and lost its fur.

RS: | Ah | Kabiir is a Lusus who Accompanies Me in My Travels |

RS: | Let Me See if I have a Picture |

ID: also congrats on not being sick now. or at least less sick.

RS: http://i.imgur.com/RFPvwq0.jpg RS: | Here She Is | ! |

ID: oh. that looks fun.

RS: | =:\ | RS: | And | Haha | Thank You | RS: | I am Not Sick at All | ! |

RS: | I have Successfully Fought Off the Disease | RS: | Through Judicious Application of | Not Applying Tentacles to My Airstem | =:P |

RS: | How are You | ? | I was Going to Read Up | RS: | But | You People Talk Entirely too Much | Haha |

RS: | I think It Said | Over Five Hundred Messages | RS: | I don't Think I Manage Five Hundred Messages in a Single Night | =:P |

ID: hahah yeah we uh. played a dumb game and drank some petrol disguised as wine.

ID: i gotta see if sips is up and about eventually. but the couch is comfy. and my pan sorta aches.

RS: | Oh | ! | Those are Fun |

RS: | | Did You Drink Water | ? |

ID: eh. drinking water would mean getting up. but i will. eventually.

ID: i guess i should. i am getting hungry.

ID: how grumpy is she waking up on a scale from 1 to 10.

ID: 10 being she will try and claw my eyes out.

RS: | Is She on a Floor | or In a Recuperacoon | ? | ? |

ID: coon. how do i get her out.

RS: | And That is Guaranteed to Wake Her |

ID: shaking, got it. if i stop replying assume i'm dead.

ID: good news, not dead.

RS: | Haha | Good | ! |

RS: | I assumed She Wouldn't be Quite |- That -| Aggressive | over a Little Recuperacoon Shaking | RS: | But |

RS: | You said Dead |

RS: | But Are You Free from Maiming | ? | =:P | Sleep-Addled Mauling | ? | ? |

RS: | Are Your Ears still Accepting Sound |

ID: pff fortunately. =:P

ID: she's like waking a cholerbear from hibernation.

SA: it is a hairless baby. I mean, a kitten. Of a strange breed.

SA: do not eat this one.

RS: | =:1 |

RS: | Are You quite Certain It is a Meowbeast | ? |

RS: | I am Fairly Sure They have Hair | Do They Not | ? |

SA: yes. This is a special kind. Made for people who are allergic to fur.

SA: a colleague of mine has one.

SA: they are also called gremlins

RS: | Oh | ! | That's a Cute Name |

SA: ... gremlin?

RS: | Also | Fitting | for an Unsettling Beast |

RS: | Yes | ! |

RS: | Say It Out Loud |

RS: | It sounds like a Sort of Endearing | Frolicking | Beast |

SA: it doesn't sound like anything when I say it but I also lack intonation 75% of the time.

SA: are you calling it Gremlin then?

RS: | Haha | No | I am not Calling It Anything | RS: | I Made the Mistake of Naming Kabiir | And | Look Where I am Now |

SA: if you do not want the baby I will take it

RS: | Oh | ! | You are Free to It |

SA: yes...

SA: but how will we get it here?

AA: | | Hmm |

RS: | I don't Suppose I could Put It in a Box and Mail It | Haha |

RS: | It would Get Cold | For One |

SA: it would also probably die as it is a kitten and requires more nutrients than an adult

RS: | ! | ! | ! |

RS: | Yes | Let's Avoid That | =:( |

SA: where are you again? I wonder if the Provenance train runs that way

RS: | Mm | Where is Provenance | ? |

RS: | I can Check the Lines | For You |

RS: | If You Made It to Cascara | I am Only an Hour Away | So | RS: | I could Easily Drive back Up |

SA sent map.png

RS: | Hmmm |

SA: it took a several hour train ride to get to Cascara

| Your City does Look Rather Far Away |

SA: if I can finish my cases this evening I could easily just get on the train and come get it. I do not mind

SA: I don't think Hadean and Sipara will be here any time soon

ID: damn too bad this didn't happen before me and sip hit the road.

ID: I mean I dunno. we might be close.

RS: | haha | No | RS: | You are Not Close | Don't Even Worry About It | Hadean |

RS: | They get Hidden | =:1 |

SA: they get... hidden... how are they getting in..

SA: hello Hadean. I hope you are not terribly hung over

ID: my pan just aches a bit, it's fine. hey pris. uh. hope I didn't send you a weird message. because apparently I got chatty last night sometime.

SA: you insisted on knowing more about me. But nothing else was very strange. I made you sad by accident.

SA: the lusii?

ID: oh. and false alarm, just messaged ashy. loser sent a pic though, nice to know who i'm fighting.

SA: didn't we already know that. Though?

SA: also, water and food will help with the hang over.

RS: / it will / ! / I said water / but / oh / make sure you get bread as well / ! /

SA: oh, yes sorry

SA: I should go get breakfast, I will return later.

ID: gonna drag sips for food. if she didn't drown in the trap.

AA: no drowning, jfc. and stop knocking!! Ï'm almost doneeeee.

ID: finish primping, it's my turn. =:P

LL: Wtf is a GREMLIN?

LL: And, wait, did you name it already?

LL: I have the BEST name for it!

AA: it's not prnimping!! this soporn just suckssss. but okay, okay, out in 30s. AA: if therne is any soporn in my hairn still, tho, gonna fight you. >:{ RS: | Ha | Ah | I haven't Named It | I'm not Keeping It | ! |

RS: | But | Please | Share | =:B |

LL: What's that gotta do with NAMING it? LL: Next person can just RENAME it or something.

LL: Omg, yes, >:D

LL: Name it LUNCH!

LL: Then you DON'T have to keep it!!

RS: | HA |

LL: <:devious:254425406877204481>

ID: if there's sopor still in your hair I won't tell you and you can just live with it. =:P

RS: | That is Mean | But | Charming | =:B | RS: | Why Lunch | ? | Why Not Dinner | ? |

AA: >:{!!! AA: you hurnrny up now, bc - y, i want dinnern. orn lunch. orn weee.

LL: Well, what if you get hungry EARLY?

LL: See, AA's already down to EAT. >:D

LL: And mean but charming sounds like an ACES aesthetic, tbh.

LL: Also, HEY

LL: How's things, GENERALLY? LL: I dodged when the FIGHTING shit started cos a) IDGI why people think it's fun to watch and b) huge attention-grabbing events are good for BUSINESS, but I hope you didn't get SHANKED or something.

ID: i'll be ready faster if you braid my hair for me sips, fyi.

AA: have yrn frnonds fallen off, arne orn you just rnly lazy? >:}

ID: no but my frond got broken if you fucking forgot. =>:P

LL: Is the barkbeast's auricular WINNING, though?

RS: | And | Well Enough | ! | RS: | It has been a Little | Ah | Turmulotous | ? | But | I did not Get Shanked | Other People were Shanked | So | RS: | It all Worked Out for the Best | I suppose | Haha |

RS: | It is Not | ! |

AA: omg, don't be a wrnigglern. brnaid yrn headfluff w/ yrn fangs!! AA: jk, jk, i'll do it, hold on. >:P

LL: Better question: did you SHANK anybody, or are you getting lessons from the GREMLIN?

LL: From LUNCH**

RS: | I would Never Shank Anyone | That'd be Improper | RS: | And | That's entirely Too Much Contact | =:P | Why Shank | when You can Smack Them Away at a Distance | with a Staff | ? | ? | RS: | Save Yourself from the Trouble of Bandaging any Unfortunate Remnants of the Scuffle | ! |

RS: | I am Getting Lessons from the Gremlin | Though |

LL: From LUNCH*

RS: | From Lunch | * |

LL: >:D

RS: | Should I be Concerned about Kabiir Eating Lunch | Do You Think | ? | =:B |

LL: And u rite, u rite. LL: That's why I just SHOOT people, tbh. LL: I've meet even TOUCHIER trolls, though. LL: One of my old mates just went full SNIPER for their specibus.

LL: And, idk, PROBABLY. LL: Does she eat MEAT? LL: When'd she LAST eat?

LL: ... Has she eaten LUNCH? >:D

LL: Like lunch not like Lunch.

LL: Gotta respect the STAFF, too. LL: Been smacked by one of THOSE way too many times to lineface anymore! LL: I think the only guy I've met that can wreck me with one FROND tied behind his BACK used one.

ID: staffs are cool. 👌

AA: staffs arne lame. >:P RS: | Treason | ! | They are Fantastic | =:B | RS: | And | Oh | If You're Fighting Often | It would Make Sense to Have a Gun | I think | But | Ah | I Feel That Gives too Much of an Aggressive Air | ? |

RS: | Especially Sniper Rifles | Haha |

RS: | She is a Barkbeast | ! | Maidel Stated They eat Meat |

AC: Ø It makes up a lot of their diet. .u. Ø

LL: I mean, MY lusus was a barkbeast, and she ate EVERYTHING. LL: Pretty sure old banana peels ain't NUTRITIOUS.

AC: Ø Barkbeasts eat anything, but that doesn't mean they _should_ . Ø

LL: And I have PISTOLS, but, hey, if that's so AGGRO that folks don't wanna pick a FIGHT with me, I ain't gonna COMPLAIN. You wanna fight me, you're gonna get a HOLE in your PAN, none of that messing around shit.

LL: Plus, strapping pistols to thigh holsters is, like, TOTALLY badass.

AC: Ø ouo that does sound pretty cool Ø

LL: The SNIPER just looks stupid. LL: I think it was longer than THEY were TALL.

LL: And eyyyy. Cool as a flame-painted ROCK. >:D

AC: Ø .n. that sounds unwieldy - hahaha Ø

AC: Ø unu the coolest rock Ø

LL: >:D >:D >:D

AC: Ø I'm so sorry, I keep TRYING to train her not to... Ø

AC: Ø But she's stubborn and that face of hers is so LONG Ø

RS: | So | I Suppose It is | - | Oh | ! | RS: | It isn't a Problem | She looks Very Sad | If You do not Give Her Food |

LL: But, yeah, that thing took FOREVER to set up and you basically CAN'T use it at close range. LL: IDK, everyone has their PREFERENCE, but I'm just figuring someone's not gonna be all NICE about fighting you like you'd PREFER.

AC: Ø Pheres, that's because all barkbeasts use that to con you into giving them food. Ø

AC: Ø They're adorable and can't be trusted. Ø

RS: | | Thigh Holsters | ? | Are Those a Thing | ? |

LL: Only if you're COOL.

AC: Ø I've seen cool characters with them .u. Ø

RS: | I would Carry a Gun | For Thigh Holsters | They seem Amazing |

RS: | And Very Sharp | ! |

LL: Some people stick KNIVES in em, too.

RS: | My Apologies | ! |

LL: Why's she HUNGRY so much, anyhow?

AC: Ø xux you have but to be fair...I can't really blame you...she's so endearing Ø

LL: Shouldn't she be out getting her OWN food?

AC: Ø It's kind of dangerous to let her roam Derevnya... Ø

AC: Ø Those scary birds might get her Ø

LL: ??? LL: She's got TEETH, hasn't she?

ID: hahah no need to get her own food when she knows where to get it easy anyways.

AC: Ø I don't know what I'd do if she got dive-bombed by one of those awful pelicans. Ø

LL: Teach her to RUN, I guess. LL: Idk what kind of BARKBEAST can't take a BIRD.

AC: Ø These ones take whole trolls sometimes xux Ø

LL: Yeah, but a barkbeast's got FOUR walkfronds over our two!

LL: We're at a DISADVANTAGE, really.

AC: Ø .u. huh, I never thought of it like that Ø

AC: Ø But that's a good point Ø

ID: ...man note to never go to. that place.

AC: Ø Derevnya's nice .u. but it is very foggy Ø

LL: What, Derevyna? It's GREAT!

AC: Ø It's nicer than Temasek... Ø

LL: If you get DIVEBOMBED, you can take VENGEANCE and dive-bomb them BACK.

AC: Ø Or well I guess Temasek is nice, but... Ø

LL: There's, like, sky gliding setups and shit.

AC: Ø Ehhhh Ø

LL: What's wrong with TEMASEK?

AC: Ø Oh! What do you do in Derevnya, LL? .u. Ø

AC: Ø It, um. It's kind of really strict...and there are lot of clowns... Ø

ID: ....huh okay revenge makes it seem a lil more appealing.

AC: Ø But its coast is nice. .u. Ø

LL: I LIVE there! LL: Kinda? LL: TECHNICALLY, I live there. LL: My moirail has a COMBALLET STUDIO there, and he makes me come back because it's got a CUPE and GROCERIES.

LL: Also, my PI office!

AC: Ø oooh! That's really cool! Ø

LL: And I gotchu, clowns get all WEIRD about, like, EVERYTHING.

ID: clowns can't not be weird. it's just. their way.

AC: Ø xux I know it's judgmental and all but I...don't feel very comfortable around purples...thanks to spending three sweeps around clowns. Ø

AC: Ø I'm sure some of them are probably fine... Ø

RS: | But | Yes | Ah | Wait | RS: | Do You Dislike all Indigoes | Maidel | ? |

RS: | I wasn't Aware |

AC: Ø I mean, I try not to .n. Ø

AC: Ø I'd never be rude to one of our customers Ø

AC: Ø But I get nervous Ø

RS: | You get on Well Enough with Riccin | Too |

RS: | Oh | ! | That's not Good |

AC: Ø Riccin's not purple, though Ø

AC: Ø It's...different. Ø

RS: | There's no Need for You to be Around Them | Then | Pyrois and I can Handle the Blueblood Deliveries |

AC: Ø No, it's fine. If I never talk to them, I'll never get over it. Ø

AC: Ø I don't have any call being like this when some of them are perfectly respectable customers. Ø

LL: IDK, I kinda lived with one for SWEEPS and she was a bit poncy but not THAT batty. LL: Guess the RELIGIOUS shit's pretty WEIRD, though.

LL: Also, SWEET. You can name the SECOND gremlin DINNER and the rodent can be SNACK!

RS: | Oh | All Religious Things are a Bit Tripe | AA: | But | Well | You can Come with Me on My Deliveries to Indigoes | Then | ! |

RS: | And That Way | You will have a Buffer | to Feel Better |

AC: Ø It's...not even that...I don't mind the Mirthful religion so much, I know a lot of the hymns actually even if I'm not a clown Ø

RS: | And More Comfortable | ? |

AC: Ø I'm not good with voodoos, that's all. Ø

LL: Oh, the MIND shit?

LL: There's a trick to that!

AC: Ø ...? Ø

ID: huh. there is?

LL: Every time they TRY it on you, you gotta break their SNOUT. LL: They learn real QUICK-like.

RS: | Hahaha |

AC: Ø I _can_ do it on my own, I mean, I have been. It's not a problem. I'd never let my own problems get in the way of a job. Ø

AA: y. what tealie said. >:P

ID: pffff well yeah, that works pretty good i guess.

RS: | It's not a Problem at All to Accompany You | ! | RS: | Are the Voodoos Really a Problem | ? | I don't Think I've ever Had Anyone Try to Use Those on Me |

RS: | Although | They're Perfectly Intimidating without Them |

ID: the 'doos suck.

AC: Ø Yes, but it's more efficient to split us up. I mean. If you want to, I'm always happy to have you along! But it's not an issue. Ø

CC: ...i can-n☼t be-lieve that this is what i ☼-pen the chat back up t☼ af-ter g☼☼d-ness kn☼ws h☼w l☼ng ☼f an ab-sence. CC: i feel like my cl☼wn-ha-ting sen-ses just ting-led. CC: but yes, as ll said, ei-ther that ☼r ha-ving a firm w☼rd with them, sh☼uld y☼u be cl☼-ser t☼ them, u-su-al-ly w☼rks w☼n-ders.

RS: | Oh | Well | I don't Mean to Be Overbearing | If You feel Comfortable with It | Then | That is Fine | RS: | But | Ah | It doesn't Necessarily Need to be an Issue | for It to be Something Worth Accomodating | ? | RS: | After All | I am Perfectly Capable of Handling Violets | But You still Come Along | ! |

LL: Like, REAL firm. LL: Firm as your FIST.

AC: Ø Oh, no, you're not overbearing, I just...don't want you to feel concerned? I don't like to cause any worry. Ø

RS: | Ah | Well | We will Consider It Swept Under the Rug | Then | Haha | And | Oh | Dear | RS: | Can I say Advocating Violence against Our Higher Caste Betters is | mm | Perhaps | not the Best Impression to Give to Others | Who may not Understand the Context from Which We are Speaking | ? |

AC: Ø xux plus, if it's clowns, you're usually outnumbered. Ø

LL: I'm not advocating for violence against HIGHER CASTE BETTERS, I'm advocating for violence against anybody that things FUCKING WITH YOUR HEAD is their business.

ID: clearly you just gotta fight the non-clown ones instead.

CC: is it n☼t ☼ur du-ty as the cal-mer castes t☼ p☼int it ☼ut when ☼ur _bet-ters_ are ac-ting p☼-si-tive-ly ri-di-cu-l☼us and un-ci-vi-lized, th☼ugh?

LL: I mean, don't go picking the fight if you're just gonna get yourself SHANKED by THIRTY PEOPLE, but if it's someone you're dealing with on the regular, you can't let 'em go thinking you let that kinda thing FLY.

AC: Ø xux still leaves you with a troll who has intense strength and resilience...plus they're often really _tall_ Ø

ID: aww they aren't all tall. as long as your fist can still reach their face, it's all good.

AC: Ø xux depends on if it's still attached after Ø

CC: and there is n☼-thing ☼f sub-stance t☼ be said a-gainst a g☼☼d kick t☼ the shin ei-ther, real-ly.

LL: Shit, EVERYONE'S taller than me, I'm like barely five FEET.

LL: Just means they FALL further!

ID: hahah i like ll's thinking.

ID: ps sips if my hand gets ripped off please put it on ice for me.

LL: >:D

ID: wait i know your name. bonnie.

ID: bonnie? bonnie's thinking.

AC: Ø Oh! That's right! Well, now I just feel rude .n. Ø

LL: DUH

ID: hey, i remembered! =>:P

LL: Hey, I WASN'T gonna go knocking heads, but now I don't GOTTA. >:D

RS: | Ah | Sorry | I keep Getting Distracted | ! | RS: | I am Dreadful at This Chat Format | Sometimes | =:C |

RS: | CC | Yes | It Is Our Duty | I suppose | But | RS: | It would be Rather Unfortunate if Someone Saw Our Discussion | and Decided They Ought to Take it The Wrong Sort of Way | Don't You Think | ? |

AC: Ø And then they just injure you for it. .n. Seems more likely. Ø

ID: i mean you have work and. gremlins and stuff distracting you too. so. hard to just focus on the chat.

LL: Well, YEAH, but you're not supposed to LET them get you.

RS: | Ah | No Work Tonight | ! | I am Trying to Take a Breather | Haha |

RS: | But | Yes | That's Fair |

ID: oh. probably a good idea when you were sick last night anyways.

AC: Ø whoop. That was a hole. Ø

AC: Ø This is why we don't text and walk. Ø

AC: Ø .n. help I have lost a leg. Ø

ID: ....what? are you. okay?

RS: | ! | ! | ! |

RS: | Is It Stuck in the Hole | ? |

AC: Ø ...yup Ø

AC: Ø brb, attempting to get self out of stupid situation Ø

AC: Ø ...oh wait there's an easy - Ø

AC: Ø and now I'm _wet_ . Yes. That was a great idea. Ø

ID: ...are you gonna need some help there bud?

AC: Ø no I'm fine. Now I feel slightly _singed_ but no longer wet. Ø

AC: Ø On the upside! I finally found the rock I was looking for. .u. Ø

RS: | Oh | ! | Be Careful | ! |

LL: Did you LOSE the LEG?

ID: =:??????

AC: Ø nah .u. Ø

RS: | He's merely Using His Psionics | Hadean | I Think |

AC: Ø yup .u. Ø

ID: oh. like with the hoofbeast?

LL: Well, better than what I was thinking with SINGED and WET.

AC: Ø exactly .u. Ø

RS: | The Hoofbeast | ? |

ID: ...long story.

AC: Ø ...oh god Ø

AC: Ø VERY long story Ø

LL: We got time!

ID: ...nah.

RS: | Haha | Heavens |

ID: nah you don't.

RS: | | Ah |

AC: Ø Hadean help Ø

RS: | I'm Glad the Two of You are Making Friends | ! |

ID: yeah. that's us. bosom buds.

RS: | If You would Rather Not | There's no Need to Share the Details |

RS: | My Feelings will not be Hurt | =:B |

ID: okay good. uh.

AC: Ø I mean I would but it's also Hadean's story so I don't know. .n. Ø

ID: yeah nah no story.

AC: Ø I don't want to make him uncomfortable. Ø

AC: Ø ooh Ø

AC: Ø what kind Ø

RS: | I am Unsure | ! |

LL: MY feelings are definitely hurt.

AC: Ø Iii finally found my rock? Which I found before and realized there were tweetbeasts nesting in its crevice. .u. they're still there and they have hatchlings now Ø

AC: Ø they're really cute Ø

ID: pffff well you should have been there bonnie. now it's too late.

RS: | This is His Refrigeration Unit | RS has attached a picture of Emerel's fridge! There's the row of bottles on the bottom, a great deal of vegetables, raw meat, milk.. it's fairly well-stocked. RS: | I was Thinking of Putting the Shin Hank in a Pot With Noodles | ? | ? |

LL: Maybe you shouldn't've gone FIGHTING like a WEIRDO and I would have stayed!

RS: | Also | A Vegetable |

AC: Ø that sounds delicious, I'm envious Ø

LL: Wtf, why do you have so much shit in your coldbox?

LL: What's it all even FOR?

ID: eating i'd assume.

RS: | I don't have the Faintest Idea |

AC: Ø For making really good meals .u. Ø

RS: | There's Too Much In Here to Eat | ! |

LL: Or your guy's coldbox, whatever.

AC: Ø ...there's not _too_ much... Ø

RS: | It is My Matesprit's Coldbox | Yes | Haha | RS: | Mine has | Um | A Dove | and Coffee |

LL: Dude, you telling me you wouldn't EXPLODE trying to get all that down?

AC: Ø I mean for just one meal yes - _Phereeeees_ Ø

LL: Why do you keep coffee in your COLDBOX?

AC: Ø Well I mean not in one meal no but it's nice and well stocked and looks good to me Ø

LL: Just put it in the CABINET.

RS: | So I do not Have to Prepare It on Long Drives | Haha |

AC: Ø Pheres, why won't you eat Emerel's leftovers, you worry me .n. Ø

AC: Ø okay .n. Ø

AC: Ø I know I shouldn't and you're fine but I do Ø

AC: Ø You need food more than Kabiir and I love her but she's not a smart troll with a business to run who needs energy .n. Ø

RS: | Oh | ! | I eat Plenty | RS: | Bonnie | Didn't You Say You Ran a Business | ? | A PI Business | ? |

RS: | Or You Have an Office | At Least | RS: | And She Agrees with Me on the State of Emerel's Coldbox | =:P |

LL: I DO! LL: I mean, I KINDA run it! LL: My moirail does all the BUSINESS stuff, I'm just the TALENT. >:D

ID: .....oh is. that what sip fed me.

ID: if so. sorry.

LL: Actually, I think we both kinda suck at the BUSINESS part, but we figure it out.

RS: | Oh | Don't be Sorry at All | RS: | Emerel Brings Me Food Every Time He Visits | Haha | It is Impossible to Eat All of It Anyway |

RS: | So | Better that It is Shared Out |

RS: | And | Oh | ! | That is what I do With Sipara | =:B |

ID: if you're sure, alright. are you a good cook? like. do you do it a lot?

LL: What ABOUT it? LL: You got something that needs FOUND? LL: Because if this is about the sword, gotta say, it's not STOLEN if I brought it BACK. D:

SA: one of my new clients cooed at me when they saw my bandaged face

SA; that was an uncomfortable experience

AC: Ø oh no, I'm sorry to hear it .n. Ø

ID: cooing is the worst. charge them extra for the inconvenience. =:P

RS: | Ah | No | I don't | I Find It rather pointless an Activity | ? |

LL: At least SOMEONE'S got a head on his shoulders. >:D

RS: | Why Waste an Hour to Produce a Meal | When You can Simply Buy Bars in Bulk and Consume One in a Moment | ? | RS: | It seems Silly | ! |

LL: At least about FOOD.

LL: Still judging you about your FASHION.

ID: .....oh wow. uh. huh. that's. a way to eat.

ID: don't you get tired of. bars?

LL: It takes like THREE SECONDS to EAT one, idk how you have time to GET tired.

LL: Oh my god

LL: At least I wasn't wearing, like, a WHOLE LUSUS.

RS: | | No | ? | RS: | Why would I get Tired of Them | ? | I mean | Yes | I get Tired of Eating | RS: | Because It is a Little Tedious |

RS: | But | Who Doesn't | ? |

ID: ....i don't get tired of eating.

AC: Ø um .n. Ø

ID: starving sucks ass.

RS: | My Outfit was Stunning | and I Refuse to Acknowledge Your Slander | Bonnie |

LL: At least the JADE GARTERS are gone.

RS: | Mm | Starving is Not Ideal | Obviously | =:P | RS: | But | Perh

LL: Or whatever they were.

RS: | There Were Never Jade Garters |

RS: | =:| |

LL: IDK the word for this stuff!

ID: ahahah wow.

LL: On account of I know how to DRESS myself.

RS: | I don't Have the Faintest Idea of What You are Even Referring To | ! |

ID: maybe i'll just. take a step back from this chat. and let you two. work out this mixup.

RS: | No | Don't Leave |

LL: SUSPENDERS? LL: There was SOME jade ribbony stuff.

RS: | Don't Abandon Me In Here | with These False Allegations | Haha |

RS: | | Oh | Yes | There were Jade Suspenders | RS: | Those go On |- TOP -| Bonnie |

RS: | And They were Charming |

ID: stocking suspenders? or regular suspenders.

LL: What's even the DIFFERENCE?

LL: And, yeah, they were CHARMING, but that's not exclusive from being RIDIC. >:D

ID: uh. one holds up pants and one holds up stockings?

SA: if you leave who will i talk to when I finally

SA: oh my fucking god can i stop being followed for

SA: hang on

RS: | ? | ? | ? |

RS: | Oh Dear | =:C |

ID: punch 'em pris!

RS: | Do Not Punch Them | They may Have a Gun | ! |

LL: Dude, just climb a ROOF, they can NEVER follow you up that shit.

RS: | Yes | That is Sound Advice |

ID: wait pris has a gun.

RS: | Abscond to Higher Ground | ! |

ID: shoot 'em pris!

RS: | | Abscond to Higher Ground | and |- THEN -| Shoot Them | If You Really Must | ! |

ID: yeah do that.

ID: don't get hurt there's only so much room in the friend 3some for injuries and i have maxed it out. =:(

SA: oh.

SA: It was the orange blood from the other day.

SA: they gave me a flower and said thank you.

AS: I'm so confused.

ID: they might have a crush.

SA: they are 6, Hadean.

AC: Ø oh, that sounds...nice? Ø

AC: Ø oh .n. Ø

ID: crushes can happen early! they're just very harmless crushes.

ID: like 'oh wow this troll is cool' crushes.

SA: I wish I could have told they weren't following me maliciously. I could only tell someone was following me.

RS: | Oh | That is Precious | RS: | Did You Take the Flower | ? |

SA: also i do not need to abscond to higher ground I usually have the upper hand in combat in anyways. I could have handled them physically and then shot them.

SA: yes, I took the flower.

RS: | Good | ! | =:) |

SA: I hope they are not inspired to follow in my career footsteps.

ID: i mean. probably don't have to worry about that. does your career even have a name? or just. 'thing finder'.

SA: well, according to what i read earlier, we have a PI in the chat so perhaps that would be the best way to describe it.

SA: it is much better than what I said in the drinking game

SA: and a lot less alarming.

SA: do they...?

SA: i don't remember...

AC: Ø I didn't know a lot of older trolls until I was already 9. Ø

AC: Ø And none of _them_ were worth admiring. xux Ø

SA: maybe if I think really hard i could remember that i was enamored with the idea of being a scientist for a long time because i was surrounded by so many.

SA: but i think that would just be convenient projection.

ID: i dunno, pheres is probably right. i barely even remember anything about when i was 6.

RS: | =:? |

RS: | That's Fascinating |

SA: I find it sad.

SA: not being able to rememeber is a terrible thing.

SA: I am sorry, Hadean.

AC: Ø Maybe it is sometimes, but there's things I'm glad I don't remember. Ø

ID: i mean. don't be sad. i didn't say it to make you sad. besides, i lived in the middle of nowhere. all i've forgotten probably is like. a whole lot of sand and shit.

SA: maybe a few cacti and camels.

ID: see? so of course my thinkpan chucked that junk out. =:P and uh. sorry maidel.

ID: that shitty stuff happened i mean.

AC: Ø eh Ø

AC: Ø that's very kind of you, but don't worry about it Ø

AC: Ø It feels like a long time ago now, even if it was only half a sweep Ø

ID: at least you're doing good now, right?

AC: Ø my new life is a lot better - yes! Ø

SA: it's good it is over, whatever it was.

AC: Ø I know lots of cool trolls like you .u. Ø

ID: ...ahahah, thanks. though i think i'm probably what most would consider a bad influence. =:P

AC: Ø Hadean, you don't even rank on the list of bad influences I've met. xux Ø

AC: Ø You're not bad at all. Ø

ID: i meant more in the ah. doing things that would mostly seem unwise to do way of bad.

ID: but thanks. =:) i think.

AC: Ø xux believe me it's good that you're better than some trolls I've met Ø

AC: Ø because they were the actual worst Ø

ID: well sorry you had to deal with them then.

AC: Ø they're all long gone, so it's not a problem, but thank you Ø

AC: Ø I'll never see them again and it's wonderful Ø

AC: Ø It's fine. It's not fun to think about, but it can't ever be repeated. I'm just using them as an example of bad behavior, haha. Ø

AC: Ø I mean, what else can I call a pair of trolls who let their own pitch-feud and breakup ruin other people's lives. Ø

AC: Ø A _lot_ of other people. Ø

RS: | Mm | That is the Problem with Pitch Romance | I think | For Many | RS: | It makes People Selfish | =:/ |

AC: Ø I think they were already selfish and horrible, but I guess that's possible. Ø

SA: Pitch is a tenuous quadrant and I often think we would be better off forbidding it from non-exiles.

ID: jeesh pris, just smash the whole thing. =:P

RS: | I don't Know | Sipara Adores It | ? | RS: | But | I don't Think I can Precisely Disagree with You | Prisma |

AC: Ø I don't know about that, but I think it ought to be handled more carefully. Ø

AC: Ø ...I mean, I've never dated pitch so I don't know for sure, but Ø

AC: Ø That seems smart Ø

AC: Ø I have no clue. They were the only...well, they weren't even in pitch when I knew them, so ex blackrom I'd ever seen? Ø

ID: exes of any quad can get nasty as fuck.

AC: Ø So it's probably not smart to judge only by them. Ø

AC: Ø THAT's true. Ø

AC: Ø I've never dated, but I've seen it. Ø

RS: | Nonsense | I've never Seen a Bad Palerom |

ID: i just stick to flings! if there's no real feelings everything is fiiine.

AC: Ø Really? I mean, that's good if you have but they can be unhealthy too. Especially if you don't know what you're doing, I bet. Ø

ID: paleroms can get nasty with the right trolls too i'm sure.

ID: especially if there's cheating or something.

RS: | And | Ah | Not Speaking from Experience | But | RS: | Flings have Their Problems | Too | RS: | Such as | People Getting Too Invested | or | Misunderstanding the Circumstances | =:/ |

ID: you just gotta shut that stuff down. lay out the rules before you start actually doing anything.

ID: if it's just a one-night thing most trolls won't get invested.

RS: | | Yes | But Then | You have to Talk To Them | And That is Already Overcomplicating It | RS: | For Just a Fling | =:P | RS: | | And | Palerom is Easy Enough | Maidel | RS: | Isn't It | ? | =:? |

AC: Ø I wouldn't know... Ø

AC: Ø It seems hard, wondering if you're really helping your moirail enough but not being overbearing, and always being there for them but wondering if they really want to be there for you, and... Ø

AC: Ø Well, I guess that all sounds pretty silly. Ø

ID: pffttt saying 'this is a one-off thing because i'm not actually shacking up with a insert-blood-color-here' isn't too complicated pheres!

ID: pale always seemed the most complicated to me too maidel.

AC: Ø Oh, really? .u. okay, I feel less silly then Ø

LL: I don't get the point of FLUSH and PITCH aside from DRONE-DUTY, but at least pale makes SENSE.

LL: You're just supposed to take CARE of each other.

ID: sounds complicated to me!

RS: | Haha | Oh Dear | I suppose That's One way of Doing It | Hadean | RS: | I always Found That is not | Mm | Pleasantly Received | ? | But | RS: | Perhaps I should've Tried Putting It more Bluntly | =:P |

RS: | And | Ha |

RS: | That isn't Complicated |

LL: Idk what's complicated about shanking anyone who messes with your RAIL, tbh. Unless you need a MAP?

RS: | It's the Easiest Thing |

LC: [ Hello, are we talking about quadrants? ]

ID: uh tbh i'm not even good at taking care of myself lbh.

ID: =:P

RS: | Mm | See | That's Why You Need a Moirail | =:P |

RS: | And We Are | ! |

ID: yes yer. are you on team pale is hard or pale is easy.

RS: | But | It is Much Easier to Take Care of Someone Else | Than It Is to Take Care of Yourself | RS: | That's the Trick of It |

ID: as i've said before. i'm my own moirail, for better or worse. =:P

LC: [ YYou should take better care of YYourself, Hadean. And I see. ] LC: [ Uhm. The pale quadrant, while it's wonderful, it's... complicated to saYY. ]

SA: sorry, I was reading.

LC: [ I realize that while mYY former moirail and I had abit more complicated relation, it's genuinelYY on the complicated side. YYes, in the simplest term YYou care about YYour moirail and vice-versa that theYY are alright - but YYou need to realize that YYou might not be able to aid them or be there for them all the time. ] LC: [ As much as YYou'd... wish to be there for them. ]

SA: if it's a one-off thing then how do you ever develop something to have....

SA: oh.

ID: that's heavy. uh. i feel like i should be apologizing.

RS: | And | Oh | Heavens | I am Sorry to Hear That |

AC: Ø But...if you can't be there for them how you want to, then why are you together... and is it really easier to take care of someone else? Wouldn't you always be worried that you really knew what they needed Ø

RS: | | but | Ah | That is the Point of the Other Quadrants | ! | RS: | Of Course You can't Always Be There for Your Moirail | That is Why They have a Matesprit to Support Them | or a Kismesis to Back Them Up | or an Auspistice to Dig Them out of Trouble |

SA: Oh-- I don't... think you need to apologize...

RS: | If You are Your Moirail's Only Quadrant | And They are Attempting to Rely Only on You |

RS: | Of Course It will be Difficult |

RS: | That isn't Very Healthy |

SA: it happens.

ID: i meant to yer pris, you're fine! one-off things are one-offs for a reason.

SA; Bad things happen. I am sorry it happened to you, yerman.

LC: [ YYou folks don't need to apologize. ] LC: [ AC, it was a situation that wasn't in mYY control. YYou don't alwaYYs got full control on everYYthing. ]

SA: I was aware.

ID: oh. well nevermind then!

AC: Ø I know that, but... Ø

AC: Ø I don't know, I'd want to feel like I _could_ always help them if they needed it, even if I couldn't actually be there, if that makes sense? Like...yes, life happens, but...I'd want to feel like I could have helped solve the problem. Ø

LC: [ I appreciate the sentiment Prisma. ] LC: [ Also, as RS said, that's important too. ] LC: [ And to be frank? Quadrants are complicated. ]

LC: [ YYes I understand AC, but I am not to keen on going into the specifics of mYY former situation. ] LC: [ I am also the tYYpe of troll who'd love to support and help mYY quadrants all the time, but there are situations where YYou lose contact from one moment to another, and YYou could be thrown into a hell ride. ]

SA: the only way to protect someone like that would to be with them constantly, and that is not a feasible or healthy reality.

RS: | Ah | Maidel | But | That's part of Their Responsibilities | to Make You Feel Useul | even If You cannot Be There |

AC: Ø ...oh. I mean that's not what I meant, I just...I'd want to know I could have done something...and talk about it to them later... I know that kind of thing isn't healthy... Ø

RS: | Oh | ! | Don't Fret | RS: | I understood what You Meant |

AC: Ø At least you did. .n. I don't think I'm communicating very well. Ø

AC: Ø But, I guess that's my own inexperience. I should probably read more about it. Ø

LC: [ I agree with what Prisma said. ] LC: [ Reading about quadrants and having discussions with others who got healthYY experiences with them is also helpful. ]

RS: | Haha | Maidel is Older Than All of Us | RS: | I don't Think Your Inexperience is an Issue | Maidel | =:) | Your Views are Perfectly Reasonable | ! | RS: | And | You don't Have to Read More |

AC: Ø I think Prisma is a little older than me? But otherwise yes. Ø

RS: | I am Sure Whoever You end Up In Moirallegience With | will be Lucky | just Based on the Way You are Now |

LC: [ I am not sure how old Maideal is, but alright. ] LC: [ What matters with most quadrants is communication and mutual trust. ]

RS: | Haha | Have You Had Many Quadrants | LC | ? |

AC: Ø I'm 9.5 sweeps. Ø

LC: [ Not manYY, but I had one, and got one as of right now. ]

RS: | Oh | That Makes Sense | RS: | I was Just Curious |

SS: (Oh, shit, why's this chat always up and havin emotions all over everywhere?)

SS: (Ain't no consideration for peeps what're allergic to that ish! (\qnq/) )

AA: hold yrn sniffnode and look away, dude, 's the only way to deal. >:} RS: | Hush | Aren't You Supposed to be Driving or Something | ? | AA: >:{ RS: | There are No Emotions Over Here | Laledy | Not to Worry | =:B |

RS: | Or Scarcely Any |

SS: (And, nah, Maids, you're up and six if a night, leastways accordin to our errant mapmaker.) SS: (Gotta make sure you put in time on your romance schoolfeeds! (\ouo/) )

SS: (I guess I'll just up and ready my epi pen, on accounta all you inconsiderate-types. (\unu/) )

LC: [ Well, I apologize SS. ]

SS: (Also, Pher, Sipa ain't up and believin in the whole 'payin attention to the road' ish. Mb that's what she's allergic to. (\unu/) )

SS: (What're you gettin all sa at me for?? (\?^?/) )

RS: | Laledy | I Find Your Lack of Faith Disturbing | =:) |

RS: | Why | There is Nothing At All Hazardous about That |

SS: (Lookin where you're goin's for peeps what're the kinds a plebs that'd up and look at an explosion while dramatically walkin away from it, trufax. (\unu/) )

SS: (Bet those losers don't even have built-in slo-mo.)

AC: Ø .u. whoops, I guess I did forget my age, Laledy. You're right. But no emotions here, nope. Ø

AC: Ø I'm a robot, beep boop. Ø

SS: (Y, gotta up and take schoolfeeds on those, too, you're right. (\unu/) )

SS: (My b, pal, mb we gotta sit in on em together.)

AC: Ø I bet we should u.u Ø

AC: Ø Double the learning Ø

SS: (That's deffo how addition works! (\unu/) )

AC: Ø absolutely umu Ø

AC: Ø that's what we're also going to learn in schoolfeeds Ø

LC: [ Well, I thought the quadrant talk of the others were more to educate them. ] LC: [ While I didn't mean to derail the conservation to emotions, I figured settling it with a handYY advice should help. ] LC: [ So uhm, SS. YYour name is LaledYY? And AC is Madeil? ]

AC: Ø Maidel. Ø

SS: (Lelady.)

SS: ( (\eue/) )

SS: (Wait, no, Lolady.)

SS: (Lol for short.)

AC: Ø is your lusus a meowbeast Ø

AC: Ø That would be perfect Ø

SS: (......... I forget, tbh. I think I up and told Hads it was a seven-headed fire-breathin flaplizard.)

SS: (Loldragon, y/y?)

AC: Ø _Beautiful_ Ø

LC: [ Ah, sorrYY. Maidel. MistYYped it. ] LC: [ Well. ]

AC: Ø It's okay .u. Ø

AA: omg, no meowbeasts. AA: meowbeasts arne the woooooooornst.

AA: howevern, firnebrneathing seven-headed flaplizarnds arne grneat.

AA: if they'rne the rnight colourn.

AA: what colourn, lal?? wrnong answern means no punch back. >:}

SS: (The best color. (\unu/) )

AA: brnight pink??

SS: (Issat the color that ain't gonna get me punched? (\eue/) )

AA: no spoilerns. >:}

SS: (Oh, shit, wait, right, I'm an heiress, too!)

SS: (Y, bright pink!)

AC: Ø .u. you sure hid your fins well Ø

SS: (Ty, ty, it's a talent!)

AC: Ø _suspiciously_ well Ø

SS: (Wow, pal, you can't just up and tell a guy his fins are suspicious.)

SS: (That's rude.)

AC: Ø u.u I guess I am just destined to be rude Ø

SS: (Wow.) SS: (There's, like two ways this ish can even go!)

SS: (One: I up and become Empress and then I get to outlaw you bein rude and you regret everything!)

AC: Ø oh noooooo Ø

SS: (Two: I die, and you up and feel bad about bein rude to a dead guy. (\unu/) )

SS: (You lose both ways!)

AC: Ø oh noooooooo Ø

AC: Ø I guess I do .n. Ø

AC: Ø what do I do now Ø

AA: maidiebb, why you think his hairns so big? AA: it's to hide his fins, duh.

AA: lucky forn you, i snuck a pic of 'em. >:P

SS: (Gasp!)

AC: Ø .u. oh gosh Ø

SS: (Scandal!)

AC: Ø gasp Ø

AA: the trnuth is fucking rnvealed.

AC: Ø shocking! .n. Ø

SS: (Wow, this is clearly Photoshopped.)

SS: (My hair is way nicer than that. (\unu/) )

AA: y, y, soz, did not feel like lovingly rnenderning out the afternmath of yrn headfluff's fight with a hairndrniern.

SS: (Victory! My headfluff's victory over the hairdrier.)

SS: (Soz. *Hainrndnrnienrn.)

AA: glad to see yrnlrning2speak standarnd.

AA: it's a harnd rnoad, but yrn getting therne!!

SS: (And I've only managed to stay on it thanks to your pro steering skills!)

#c:hadean #c:maidel #c:pheres #c:prisma #c:laledy

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Fawnprince-05/17/2017

The city of Himmel was alive as always, people moving about streets and such like a well maintained circulatory system. A few stragglers here or there taking short cuts through an alley way or two but for the most part trolls were highly aware of what they were about or where to go. The city was a few hours treck inland of Provenence and meant more so for trains or cargo of any other sort.

A large lake parked off to one side bringing in decent temperatures so citizens didn't have to be baked alive on concrete streets all the time. Beyond that the buildings were tall and majority of shops seems either staples or odd attempts at being hip and ontop of newer trends.

Contemporary.

Speaking of which a particular indigo stood with his own little acoustic guitar behind one of the shops, a ritzy coffee shop that offered you whatever your little heart could desire! Although an alley way behind it isn't exactly as....glamorous as the interior of the shop but oh well he'd already set up the time and date for his own little private meeting and sent these co-ords to his favourite maroon.

Leaving Ashley to carefully leave his jacket folded off to the side, sleeves rolled up, hair perfectly coiffed as usual, and waiting patiently while playing on his phone. Pestering Hadean occasionally as well for 'being late' when it was actually still not quite the meeting time anyway. He was just THAT particular.

rebatrolls-05/17/2017

Traveling to a fight was quickly becoming the worst part of fighting, in Hadean's eyes. Why couldn't everyone just live in the same damn area for easier punching convenience? Between waiting for Sipara and Laledy to get sprung from jail (He was still a little salty, but the amount of time they'd been stuck there had dulled it quite a bit,) figuring out where the fuck everyone was going and how they were getting there... It was a mess. But hey, they all got there in mostly one piece. Maybe a little windblown, but what could one expect when they rode on a damn bike? At least didn't get stopped by any legislacerators, Hadean considered that a sign. Clearly fate itself wanted this fight to happen! And Hadean wasn't about to question a little bit of luck when it was finally working out to his advantage for once. The coordinates and photo Ashley had provided seemed to match up with the location Hadean found himself at, he noted with a little bit of relief. He hoped he didn't look too eager for any waiting purple eyes as he hopped off Prisma's bike, trying to work out the kinks from sitting on it for so long. It was time to get pumped! After all, this was a damn redemption fight. He had something to prove to the world here. Once he was sure his legs weren't about to fall off he decided to take point, heading in to the alleyway while leaving his friends to do... Whatever they had to do with motorcycles. "Be right back, won't start the fight without anyone~!" Finding Ashley wasn't too hard at least, Hadean was sure he could spot that damn hairdo from a mile away. But why did he look like he got lost on his way to a guitar jam session instead of waiting on a fight? "Is that a fucking guitar? I came for a fight, not to join hands and sing kumbaya." He was a little put out by how much effort he had put in- he had painted up his mug for this? Well, he guess a fight was a fight. "We're gonna have an audience. So that, like. No one culls anyone. Okay? Good."(edited)

Vii-05/17/2017

"I don't believe that--" He barely managed to get it in before Hadean's sharply dressed self (Prisma had to admit, he was still patting himself on the back for the decision to send him off to the tailor, even if he did get him chewed out for drinking) disappeared around the corner. There's a heavy, deflating sigh that leaves him, shaking his head in a what can you do sort of way while kicking the stand up and arranging it appropriately within sight of the alley. His gloved hands linger on it far longer than they should, eyes staring blankly into space. This was actually happening. Hadean, in all his overly rambunctious ways, was dragging himself into yet another unnecessary fight. Yes, he had an explaination... but that neither justified or made sense of it. It was a bandaid on a festering wound of mentality, and it takes so, so much effort to follow the red blood. There's a twinge of irritation, too, with the crackdowns and the arrest of Sipara and Laledy and everything else. It was foolish, the entire thing was foolish. He didn't understand the sense -- or lack thereof -- of the entire thing. And, furthermore, there's a blood-simmering spite that wells up from his stomach when his eyes fall on Ashley finally. But it was Hadean's fight, and the last thing he wanted was to intervene in a way that made him feel weak or childish or anything else. Instead, Prisma folds his arms, leaning against the alleywall and keeping a venemous gaze on the indigo. There aren't even words to offer up to Hadean's opponent -- the only things he has to say are bitter and acidic. "Make sure you trash him, though, Hadean," The cheer in his voice at addressing his favorite was... unsettling against the contrast of his expression and attention to Ashley.(edited)

mar-05/17/2017

Honestly, by the time Boopis was done schmoozing the policeradicators, Sipara had sort of expected Prisma to have put a stop to the fight. But no: a few hours later, she's snickering as Laledy staggers off of the bike, and everyone's standing in the shady-ass alley of some bougie coffee shop. As far as things go, it wasn't the worst place to fight! It's secluded enough to keep people out, quiet enough not to draw eye, and big enough to fit everyone in. Mostly big enough. That guitar was taking up enough room for a whole 'nother person. Whatever. At least Hadean looked nice. And the purple was gangly enough that.. she was pretty sure he could take him, if he didn't break out the voodoos. It was a glib thought: of course he was going to have 'em, he was a fucking indigo, and this was a fucking wretched. Why didn't Prisma just cuff him to the damn bed? Sure, Hadean would've howled about it. But if he wanted to fight highbloods so much, he ought to at least be making money. There's no reason to sulk, though, not when the fight was right there. And if he dropped vooodoos.. well, at least Lal wouldn't be bothered. "Yeah, no culling, that's not fucking sportin'. Hey, Hads, don't forget to go for the horns~," she called, sliding in next to Prisma, and tugging Laledy along. (Tugging was a strong word for it, when she was practically glued to his arm. He couldn't see. She had to be helpful.)

Fawnprince-05/17/2017

Ashley wasn't exactly please by any means at the commentary. Where was his jovial cheering on the sidelines? This wasn't exactly fair in any sense of the word....Really all Halvea told him was to not die since she couldn't be assed to get a new secretary right now and that he had a lot of work to catch up on when he got back considering the timing. Blah blah, he let's out a sigh. He'll just have to be his OWN hype then! He puts on the cheesiest smile he can, beaming and whips his guitar around to his front. " Course babe, we can't have a good jam sesh without an audience! There's more than I was promise but that's fine sweetheart. " Ashley's eyes dart up and down a bit, taking in Hadean's attire and appearence before leaning to the side a bit to check out his little crew. Sneering for a moment at the discombobulation of everyones outfits. Really they at least could've all dressed somewhat similiarly. oh well. He's just pleased Hadean isn't in say....sweatpants. God he'd just LEAVE if that was the case. " Glad you clean up real nice though Hadsy, really does a boys pusher some good." A hand is placed on his heart for some dramaticism then put back on the strings calmly strumming out a few little chords as he double checked it was all nice and tuned. But truly he was wanting get a gauge on reactions for just a sample of his powers. Not good to go in blindly of course with all your eggs in one basket. He sang out each note a bit for each strum, double checking and harmonizing each properly.

rebatrolls-05/17/2017

Hadean knows his friends aren't exactly happy about his chosen fight. But in his eyes they were just being wrigglers! Sure, he was a purpleblood. But it wasn't like he wasn't aware of the dangers! Hadean knew how much muscle a highblood could pack, even one that looked like a beanpole. He was prepared, his psi was fully charged, and he was ready to rumble. He kept his scowl up at sweetheart, chin raising at that stupid smarmy smile. Maybe he could knock some teeth out. Give him a fat lip to remember him by even, that sounded fun. The sneer that lit Ashley's face was just another nail in his coffin in Hadean's eyes. Of course he was going to curl his lip, but Hadean knew they were all awesome. "Fucking precious diamond in the rough right here, just needed some polishing." He kept his voice dry, focusing momentarily on solidifying energy under his clothing as armor. It was a trick he had used before with Emerel, but he knew Ashley would need more if he went swinging fists. Hadean was just hoping a paper-pushing purple wasn't as skilled a fighter as his last opponent. He's confused why the fuck he has a guitar, and why he's playing it. Did he miss something? His thinkpan skips a few beats though, with each strum. What was that? Were those voodoos? Hadean wasn't used to this feeling, more familiar with the bog-standard clown. But if he was feeling voodoos, he figured that meant the game was on. And against highblood endurance, he wasn't looking to draw this out. He moved forward, focusing his psi to his hand in a familiar weapon- a staff probably wouldn't cull. If he wanted to keep his hands busy with the guitar, Hadean was more than happy to go swinging for his knees.

Fawnprince-05/17/2017

Oops he either got tired of Ashley killing time, or he struck a chord. ( OHHOOHOHO) But regardless he wasn't stupid enough to stay still, he'd tightened his strap enough before hand to make moving a tad easier. It does cause a momentary cease in strumming but you can't stop his mouth. Can't even stop his mouth in regular situations why would he stop it when it mattered? He lets out a little chuckle, hurriedly stepping back, but not catching the swing quite fast enough to dodge effectivley. Whatever little hop he'd tried was just barely enough to make sure his knee caps weren't harmed but did get a fair amount of hopping out of him as ankle got caught. A hiss leaving his mouth. Chuckling again he strikes back up another hum, strumming a few chords again but louder and more rhythymacly. Starting up his own little diddy. " Ohhhh~ Dear little Hadsy~ That'll sure be the night when you actually land a swing! That'll be the night oh yes! When you actually land a hit it may even be next sweep we just don't know but it'll be quite the night honey!" He even decided to throw in some little dance-like movements in, distancing himself from Hadean without making a run for it.

rebatrolls-05/17/2017

Hadean is a little satisfied when he gets his chuckle to turn in to a hiss. An ankle hit wasn't what he was going for, but maybe it would slow Ashley down. Hadean didn't know what he was doing with the guitar- why wasn't he fighting? He didn't get it and it made him wary. Was this just a game to him!? "How about you stop fucking singing and fight!?" That comes off a bit more snarly than Hadean meant for it to be, but he was getting angry. He came here to beat a troll up and feel like he regained some dignity after his last fight. He didn't come to be toyed with! The dancing does not help either, and he isn't going to tolerate the space. In his mind, if Ashley wanted to be an annoying little pipsqueak, he'd hit him until he changed his tune. (Heh.) He goes for another swing, but a motion that he's done countless times before suddenly feels off. He doesn't understand why he's swinging inches away from where he had targeted, why his aim was so batty. Was he in his thinkpan? How? ...Was it the music? He didn't know if that was a thing. He pulled back a distance just to watch him, weighing his options and trying to see Ashley's next move.(edited)

Fawnprince-05/17/2017

If he could, he would start laughing outloud non-stop. Really! Look at this, that miss, that request? Even that smidgen of confusion he's got going this is everything Ashley was hoping to get out of this. Hadean needed to learn a little respect for this 'paper pusher'. He was moving UP in the business world, but not even that! He wanted to show Hadean what he actually had a passion for. A little rock n roll~ Apparently he hadn't dropped enough hints back when they were planning this whole tiff out. Unfortunate! Ashley wanted to actually give him a little fair warning but by looks of it....well... " Hadssyyy HADSY Of course I'm fighting~! Hadean babe, everyone fights some how..Inside...outside~! Themselves--" Ashley really didn't like the distance between them anymore, seeing as Hadean had backed off too. He made sure to start moving closer, almost tempted to get so close as to try dancing with Hadean even. Would that be too cheeky...who knows! Whatever he's going to try leaning back and continuing to serenade the maroon. " Don't you like this little song I wrote for you oh Hadean~?"May 18, 2017

rebatrolls-05/18/2017

Hadean decides it has to be the music. He's too smug about his little jeers, they mean something. Like the worst subliminal thinkpanwashing in advertisements ever. His blood is boiling at that look on Ashley's face, how proud of himself he seems to be. But if it's music, just blocking it out should work ust fine. Summoning up his psi was harder than it should be, it felt like his thinkpan was moving through sludge. But if Hadean was anything, it was stubborn. It took him longer than he would have liked to form two maroon shells around his ears, psi solidified to block those vemon-laced sound waves. Thank god for the amount of maroon he was already wearing, he didn't have to worry about Ashley crying that he clashed. Being blocked off from sound wasn't exactly something Hadean did often, but he was willing to do what it took to win. And if his next swing with his staff was a little more vicious than the first few, well. Ashley deserved it for being smarmy.

Fawnprince-05/18/2017

" OHH~ GAH!?" Before he could break into further singing the colliding staff stop him. Breaking the voodoos flow and forcing him to stumble off to the side. Ashley takes those few precious moments of balance regaining to be confused. He didn't TELL Hadean to hit him. Why would anyone allow themself to get hit in a fight?? He's not THAT desperate yet. God that'll leave at least some bruising what the fuck dude. Once rebalanced he spins on his heel a bit to glower at the psiionics user. Earmuffs? Really?? Rude! Rude as ever. Knowing it was useless anyway Ashley still decided to yell out his frustrations. " I go to the trouble of serenading you with a song babe and this is what I get?! Winter wear?!" Well. Whatever. Maybe he's just not loud enough. Ashley had doubts about hadeans psi as he did most lower hues. He'd never tested that theory until now really but ehhhhh it's fine. Right? With increased gusto and mezzo forte he picks right back up on singing. Hands playing rapidly, not ready to give up.

" Dear Hadsy~ won't you take those off and play nicely~? "(edited)

rebatrolls-05/18/2017

Hadean got way too much satisfaction at that nice solid contact. He almost wishes he could hear the moment his singing turned in to pain, but the sight of him fumbling would have to do. He grins back at that glower, letting his enjoyment at hurting him show bright and clear. Hadean didn't mind letting him know he was enjoying his pain! Maybe it'd even unnerve the shouting little prick. Hadean let him go back to singing, deciding to go sly about this. He thought he was too good to fail, Hadean was happy to use it against him. He had no idea what he was singing, but he hoped it was something to get him to stop swinging. He let his staff droop slowly, let himself play possum as he let the staff fade so he could take some slow steps towards Ashley. He let himself wobble a bit, head tilting as he tried to gauge how well Ashley was taking the bait. He just wanted to get close enough to give him one good smack. In the nose, preferably, but... The throat would work to quiet him up, wouldn't it?

Fawnprince-05/18/2017

Watching Hadean closely Ashley kept up his playing. Growing more and more excited as he got pretty into his song. Leaning towards the maroon blood as he bellowed out each lyric. Watching. Waiting. Observing to see if he'd follow proper prompts. Eyes ever so slightly tinting with a ruddy hue when prompt after prompt is unfulfilled. So, whats a troll to do when his audience is ignoring him? The obvious of course, he rears back for a moment and headbutts him with full force. Yeah sure it'd stun Ashley a bit with recoil but hey it wasn't his hands or voice so that's what mattered to him. Him and his poor half baked plan of action. " Listen up Hadean! I'm not at the climax yet it's rude to skip out like that sweet heart ! Playing me for a fiddle. Real mean honey" he didn't sing out that portion. Wasn't even sure if Hadean could hear it but ahhhh his ego.

rebatrolls-05/18/2017

Hadean wasn't prepared for a headbutt. Who went ramming their skull in to people? He was busy watching his limbs and considering maybe Ashley using his horns, not... That. It sure as fuck hurts! But at least he doesn't get him in the face, Hadean wouldn't have appreciated being the one with the broken nose. He snarled out a curse though, taking a few steps back just to try and get some distance. Try and assess the damage and be thankful he had a nice solid skull on him. But he sure was getting sick of Ashley treating this like some sort of damn game. His next snarl has a lot more edge to it, lips curling back to show off his teeth. Hadean had been trying to play nice, but that was over. He was going to make Ashley take this seriously. He flexed his fingers as he drew up his psi, staff reforming before it expanded in to a razor-edged battleaxe. It was about as close to a default slashing weapon as he got, and he hoped as he swung it that Ashley would wise up and stop his damn singing.

Fawnprince-05/18/2017

Oop. Ah well guess he still can't hear, unfortunate Ashley was hoping this could've been resolved without gashes that threatened his wardrobe. He weighs his options here on what to do. Goal number one would be to get him able to hear again, and goal two is to keep his own wardrobe safe. The sweater was real cashmere he can't ruin it! Taking a deep breath Ashley rests his arms on his guitar and looks around the alley way for a moment before quickly kicking over a trash can and getting it rolling towards Hadean. Honestly not the most graceful or whatever thing to do in this situation but. Well. Hadean didn't need to know he didn't exactly HAVE a strife to summon up. It's not every night someone is actually able to cover their ears effectively on the spot. Also just to mock Hadean he stops singing but whistles a bit instead.

rebatrolls-05/18/2017

Hadean wasn't pleased when Ashley decides to kick a trashcan at him- was he still trying to play!? Hadeanw as getting himself awfully riled up on the idea of not being taken seriously, he was damn sick and tired of it. And sick and tired of that guitar too. He has to dodge the trashcan, frowning at the distraction and trying to redy himself for a follow-up attack from the yuppie purpleblood as a plan formed. If he wasn't going to put the damn guitar down, he'd ruin it. With that idea in his head, the next swing of his axe was aimed solely at that stringed instrument of douchbaginess.

Fawnprince-05/18/2017

Despite every part of his mind saying move FASTER, he just doesn't. He moves as fast as he physically can but it's just not enough. Swiveling would've been faster to move his percious instrument out of the line of fire but why would anyone willingly turn their back to an axe? He really does enjoy having an intact spine, it's pretty great! The sound that errupts from the splintering instrument is top tier, stock sound. Twanging of strings and smashing of wood. It's not a cheap guitar, no but really even ironwood would struggle to take a direct axe hit surely. The momentary silence from Ashley that follows is pretty horrowing however as well. " Ah.....AH....." He stutters to find words, looking at the masacared, what he considers, CHILD OF HIS. Then comes the horrible scream as he pulls his strap up and off his head to let the wood fall down with a few clangs and clunks.(edited)

Vii-05/18/2017

This entire "fight" was a farce, and it's enough Prisma has to refrain from dragging his hands down his face in embarrassment. Even with the attempted psionics - voodoos, for indigos? - it was... humiliating. And blood boiling, once it began escalating. Certainly he didn't want Hadean in any sort of fight, but to be in a fight where the other wasn't even willing or able to use a weapon? There's a low hiss that escapes between his teeth, prompting him to take a step away from Sipara and Laledy. Hadean was turning this into a real show, and he didn't want to be there to pull him off this Indigo pissbaby when they finally cracked over their guitar-- It's just before the scream that he whirls on heel, striding back to the entrance of the alley. At first. For air, but there was something... there. With the crack downs, it was probably police but --? Why would they be surveying Himmel? it seemed quiet enough. He should go back to the fight but Sipara could surely handle... Hadean would be fine as long as he could -- and there it was again. A hot flash down his spine, Something was watching them, and he abandons the alley entirely to find it. Surely the police didn't come back for Sipara and Laledy? Or did their hounds detect Hadean?

Fawnprince-05/18/2017

Ashley looks back up at Hadean, essentially tunnel visioned at this point. There's no strife to summon, and he can't use his voice. But if Hadean wanted to REALLY fight, like REALLY REALLY fine then. He'd play along. He'd more than play along even, he'd win. So he does what any sensible troll would do when faced with a troll with powerful psiionics and there's no weapon in your own hands. Tackle them!!!

rebatrolls-05/18/2017

Hadean can't hear that scream, but he knows that look plenty. He finally hit a nerve. The guitar was gone and Ashley had discarded the corpse, finally focusing on him with a look other than amusement or disdain. That was what he was here for! Anger! Passion! The lust to shed some fucking blood. He didn't even notice Prisma's disappearance, not when he had a whole bunch of scrawny purpleblood tackling him. He goes down but it's fine, that's what his armor is for. He just had to hope it actually held up under purple strength. Instead of focusing on keeping his ass safe like a normal damn troll, he decided to abandon the axe for a pair of psi brass knuckles to swing at that stupid face that was suddenly too close, holy shit.

Fawnprince-05/18/2017

He was quick to dig his well manicured nails into Hadeans shoulders. Hissing and barring teeth before taking a hit to the cheek. Hands refusing to Let go of the new death grip he had on Hadean but the force was plenty enough to break his glare. If he was a more fanged troll there'd be severe issues with biting himself, being unblessed in that department seems to have saved Ashley hide this time. Minus ten for intimidation points though. He couldn't keep his thoughts straight on how to attack next and ended up settling for trying to ram Hadean down against the ground. Mind fogged on how to steady his strength, what amount to use or even what could be considered appropriate for this situation. A part of him didn't care! Why should he! This...LOWER BLOOD destroyed his most prized possession!

rebatrolls-05/18/2017

Damn claws did not feel that great in Hadean's shoulders and neither the strength in those deceptively scrawny hands. Damn purpleblood, he took a hit to the face like a champ and just kept going as angry as ever. But then that was what highblood rage did, wasn't it? He would have gone for another swing, but the feeling of being lifted and slammed back down was one hell of a distraction. The crack of his skull against the ground was a disturbingly familiar one, brought back the ghosts of the beatdown that had driven him in to this fight. Was this going to be a trend for him now? The very thought had him boiling even through the daze of impact. He hissed, reaching up to claw back at Ashley and to try and prevent another slam like that. He hoped he had a bit more experience in grappling as he tried to flip them in to a roll. He wasn't sure how much better an angry purpleblood was under him than over him, but he was willing to take a try.

Fawnprince-05/18/2017

There's a second attempt at smashing his opponent into the concrete but before he can force more contact he had to turn his attention to the suddenly flipping world. He let out more hisses, knuckles threatening to whiten as his grip tightened on the maroon. He didn't know WHAT was keeping him from digging in harder but the resistance he felt only served to fuel his rage. " GOD Hadsy you really need to get rid of all this dead skin. " Ashley taunted, squirming underneath the maroon to try getting his feet underneath. Hadean needed to buy him dinner before this sort of thing would be allowed! Yeesh!

rebatrolls-05/18/2017

Ashley was strong, but thankfully he was light. Hadean grinned when he came out on top, digging his claws in past that sweater in search of skin. Ashley was spluttering but Hadean wasn't letting his earplugs go away- who knew if his words had the same effect as his music? Ashley was squirming but Hadeant hought it was only kind to give him a taste of his own medicine, jerking him up to slam against the ground. Not with as much strength, but he just wanted the satisfaction. "How about you give up before I bloody your fucking face!?" That was probably a bit louder than he meant for it to be, but. Hopefully that just made it intimidating!

Fawnprince-05/18/2017

The knock to the back of the head wasn't lethal but not being prepared for it along with the prodding of fingers into his shoudlers left Ashley momentarily shocked. Acting on reaction more than anything as he swung a punch at Hadean before finally getting his feet under neath the guy to kick him off with force, probably scuffing up that pretty suit but oops! Weirdly enough in the back of Ashley's mind he wishes he'd helped Hadean take the jacket portion off at least and set it aside with his own but that odd piece of thought gets reclouded over immediatley. Remembering his lost loved one laying shattered only a few feet away. " Oh shut UP!" He yells back, again, useless but he's too prideful to not respond.

rebatrolls-05/18/2017

The satisfaction didn't lost too long, unfortunately- but a purpleblood punching a guy in the face could shatter a lot. Just... Hopefully not Hadean's jaw. He was still reeling when the kick sent him soaring, but at least between his suit and his armor the alleyway floor didn't tear up anything important. Just maybe some of his remaining pride. He forced himself to sit up, working his jaw just to make sure everything was still in its place. He thought a molar might be lose, but... That was okay. He'd either heal it or replace it. His mouth was full of the taste of blood again so he spit it to the side, forcing himself back to his feet. The garbage can that had been tossed at him was still nearby, so he decided to give it a kick towards Ashley. Nothing like rotting garbage to get a primma donna back on their feet, after all.

Fawnprince-05/18/2017

With the weight finally off him Ashley took in the damage to his sweater. It wasn't in SHREDS of course but to him even the amount of damage Hadean did was enough for him to peel it off and discard of the damned thing. It was getting too heated for it anyway, he tried to rationalize withhimself. The sound of rolling tin however caught his attention again, looking at the source and hopping up to avoid it. Gross?? Also it was rude to copy. Ashley glared over at Hadean, breaking out into a smirk then laughing a bit at the bloodied mouth he'd ended up giving them. " OH sweetheart oh no~ I'm SOOOO sorry honey. Let me fix it." Ashley taunts again, giggling in between words. He hadn't gotten to do an actual fight in so long it was actually almost fun! Just like normal trolls say it is. Ah conformity~ A few steps were taken towards Hadean, standing back up straight and fists clenched.(edited)

rebatrolls-05/18/2017

It was damn fun to make him scramble away from the trash can, Hadean was grinning at the sight bloody mouth and all. But that's what he got for getting busy with sweater removal! He should have been more like Hadean, he had tested extensively to make sure he wasn't going to overheat in his outfit. Just another sign that for all his strength, Ashley didn't think things though. Not that Hadean could talk too much on that subject... He context of his words is lost on Hadean, but he could recognize giggling when he saw it. Why the fuck was he still giggling? That gangly mess was coming back for more, so Hadean decided to meet him. A little application of his psionics was enough to lengthen his claws in to something longer, six inch razor sharp points that he had no qualms about using, feinting a hit at his face before sweeping low instead, across his stomach. He wanted them both to bleed.

Fawnprince-05/18/2017

The giggling didn't stop, in fact it evolved into full on cackling. Hollow, adrenaline fueled, laughing. Almost melodic in a sense maybe if he had actually intended for it to be but otherwise it was unsettling to say the least if Hadean could actually hear. At least they had a lovely audience to hear it! He took the farce swipe at face value and stepped back in an attempt to avoid it. It wasn't nearly enough to step away from the lower swipe however, feeling the slice of psi claws dig into and cut a gash into his torso. No his organs weren't going to spill out like an old roman honorable death but well, one his shirt was ruined and two, there was indigo blossoming up and dripping out now. Ashley looked down to assess the damage momentarily pausing in his cackling to gasp at the slice. His skin was unmarked besides THIS new set of additions. It only fueled the hate in him further to realize the intense after care he'd have to deal with to keep it from scarring. Off reflex he puts a hand over the cuts. Pointless, it didn't need pressure, and it only made a mess of his hand but it was weirdly a comforting action. LIkely since he didn't have to look at it now. Ashley was quick to hook a foot behind Hadean's ankle and yank as hard as he could. Those claws weren't a joke and he wasn't about to let them get any closer.

rebatrolls-05/18/2017

That bright purple was what Hadean wanted to see! Punching him had been satisfying but there was just something so enjoyable about making a jerk bleed. Of course, he hadn't been only aiming for the graze of claws, but... Hey, this was a no-cull fight. He had to keep his temper in check, he didn't need to cull anyone tied to the legislacerators. Those stupid overpriced shoes sure did do a good job of tripping a guy up. Hadean snarled as he went back down, holding those claws in front of him in case Ashley went pressing the attack. He wanted more damage on the purple bastard! But then, he was sure Ashley was thinking the same about him. He kicked out at an ankle, hoping he might get lucky. It wasn't as bad being on the ground if he wasn't the only one, after all. Maybe a little grappling, a knife to the throat might be enough for him to tap out. Then Hadean could win.

Fawnprince-05/18/2017

Unfortunate for Hadean the Indigo wasn't as predictable as he tended to give off. Or well he could be if he was in a better state of mind vs what's going on right now. Pure blind unbridled rage with terrible cackling as a cherry on top. He's quick to grab the ankle of the foot launched at him. Claws again digging in as he gripped tightly. Mouth filling with words to taunt the non-hearing opponent but exploding as more laughter. Indigo jeans or just him losing it? It was anyone's bet. Another set of claws follow the first set right into hadean's leg. Followed by a swift tug. Ashley wasn't exactly one with enough raw strength to just chuck someone straight up but he had enough strenght to muster up to at least swing Hadean to the side and toss at one of the alley walls. He needed to tire him out. Immediatley. Get those STUPID headphones...earmuffs...WHATEVER off him.(edited)

rebatrolls-05/18/2017

Kicking him wasn't a good idea, Ashley was quicker than Hadean would have given him credit for. And more willing to let go of his new wounds, of course. He tried to yank his leg back but that grip was tight, claws digging deep to splinter through his armor and cleave through flesh. Of course, that wasn't the worst of it, no. Hadean got to have a very short flying lesson. There was no avoiding impact, all he had the thought to do was curl his head and shoulders in so he didn't think his thinkpan splatters all over the bricks. He landed hard, and- ohh boy. He could feel how shattered the armor was on his back, how much of the impact still went through. A quick wiggle of fingers and toes was promising for spinal cord damage at least, but he knew he'd be one hell of an aching mess as the bruising came. Right now it was dull, thinkpan pumping chemicals to keep him able to fight. Getting up was one hell of a struggle, but Hadean wasn't letting himself stay down.

Fawnprince-05/18/2017

There was a momentary set of claps from Ashley as he watched Hadean rise again. " Nice sweetheart! I'm so proud of you honey!" But, he wasn't ready to be the one to call timeout. He was huffing and puffing a little from the effort of that throw. Grossly enough the strain of what muscles needed to do such action caused more bleeding out of his wounds. Staining into his pants. When the adrenaline of this all runs out he'll need to nurse all that, launder immediatley, and be sure to maybe look into sewing it up...Dermal or deeper was going to be an issue a band-aid couldn't simply repair. Again he wasn't done though! Ashley charged at the maroon, feinting a punch before setting a hand against the wall. Other fist actually making contact, he'd read something or whatever about some sort of solar plexus. Okay he didn't read he skimmed, and no he didn't know where it was but??? Eh details, details. " Wish you could hear me Hadsy, honey haha~"

rebatrolls-05/18/2017

What a fucking dick. He was clapping after sending Hadean in to a wall! The rage helped against the pain a little bit, enough for him to muster a glare. At least the sight of all that indigo was nice. Shame he hadn't gotten a little deeper, it would take him too long to start getting weak from blood loss this way. And ohh fuck, he was charging. Hadean pressed back against the wall, but he didn't flinch at the feint- the hit to the stomach still landed though, and though his armor was still mostly solid there it still hurt, helped choke the breath out of him. This was too familiar- getting pinned in and whaled on. Hadean probably should have learned from the first time, but his blood was up. There was blood in his mouth, cool indigo on him, and- fuck it. He snarled as he reached for that damnably maroon tie, using it to haul him in as he lunged forward. Maybe if he had remembered the audience he wouldn't have gone for biting Ashley's mouth, but. That was for Future Hadean to deal with.

Fawnprince-05/18/2017

Wh- Ashley's brain scrambled to process what the actual fuck Hadean was doing, wading itself through the rage addled mind to try garnering a hold on real thought finally. Processing power going into trying to figure out why his mouth stung. HIS MOUTH and why was Hadean so close to his face? That sobered him up pretty fast actually, gut reaction telling him to bite back or at least attempt to and to press forward. Pulling back would lose him a lip more than likely. Hand that was formerly aiming for the maybe solar plexus fisting into Hadean's outfit in case he tried to make a break for it. Hand against the wall migrated to one of Hadean's earmufflers, clawing at it now that he was close enough to finally do so. He'd be damned if Hadean remained deaf for the entirety of their first interaction. That aside.... Whatever this was turning into Ashley was a part of it now so there was that he guessed. There was a lot of charged and mixed feelings over this.

rebatrolls-05/18/2017

Hadean wasn't nice about sinking his teeth in- most trolls didn't like the idea of getting a chunk of lip taken out, he had Ashley about as close to pinned as he was gonna get in this situation. And hey, he wasn't hitting him. That was the problem with letting trolls close to soft fleshy bits. He did notice he had both hands busy, but that worked just fine with Hadean. He let go of his tie, smoothing his hand up. It took a little more effort than it usually would to form a knife, but he didn't hesitate about pressing it against Ashley's neck as one muffler finally gave up the ghost, crumbling under Ashley's insistence. He let go of his lip to give him a wide indigo-stained grin, ignoring that cool blood slipping down his chin. "Give in, or I'll give you a niice cut. Won't be so pretty then." It was a fucking dirty trick. But Hadean was alright with that.

Fawnprince-05/18/2017

Ashley kept clawing until he felt his nails hit against flesh and hair, taking in a fistful even when he was being threatened. Jaw a little slack , partlydue from not exactly enjoying the taste of bloodin his mouth his own or otherwise. He weighed his options here. Trust that Hadean is calling a bluff and will keep this no-culling? Or get sliced and ...yeah get sliced and that's that...OR...... Thirdly. The hand fisted in Hadean's clothes, sturdy and well made he mentally adds, lets go delicatley touching at his own neck and searching to put it over hadean's. Locking eyes with the warmer troll. Gripping a bit, hinting for the knife to be lowered. " And lose a new toy? Hadsy, honey you think so lowly of me to think I'm dispensible...." There was a temptation to give a sing songy lilt to his own words but....he resisted and spoke like a normal troll. No funny business. " Just when this was getting interesting babe." mistakenly Ashley' bit at his lower lip trying to be all ~sensual~ or some bullshit but yep he is. Definitley cut up there, and hisses from the accident.

rebatrolls-05/18/2017

Hadean digs the knife in a bit when he feels that cold hand on his flesh, even against the squeeze that followed it until there was a glint of indigo. Stop no-cull rule. Things were easier when he could just drain a troll dry. Ashley had so much life in him too... He'd make a damn good meal. "I don't have to open you up all the way, Ashy. You're purple, if I was careful it'd be easy enough to just carve you a little. Of course, if you keep it up, I could always get a little excited and slip..." Calling his bluff only worked when Hadean had something to lose from it. And he wanted to win, damnit. "It can still be interesting. All you have to do is admit that I could have slit you open and had myself the grossest fucking indigo shower there ever was. Say I win. And maybe I'll give you some more of my time in a way that's not trying to gouge your neck open, hm?"May 19, 2017

Fawnprince-05/19/2017

There's a soft gasp from Ashley at the stinging feeling of flesh being cut into. Using any usual jive or excitement in his voice would likely cause it to get worse so he ended up speaking lower, mumbling almost. Voice a lower rumble than usual so only Hadean would be able to hear. Hand ever so carefully trying to pull the knife away. " You're excited by me, honey? That's so sweet.... I'll gladly spend the rest of the night with you babe~" Carefully. Ever so carefully he lilted the last few words. Carefully humming a few bars of what could be a song after. Anything to get that knife away. ANYTHING.

rebatrolls-05/19/2017

There was only so much he could resist against a highblood trying to move his hand back from his vulnerable neck- but what Hadean could do was just keep making his knife longer, keeping that point close to his skin no matter what. He was prepared for the singing, had tried to steel himself against the effect, that haziness. He just fed in to his pain and anger to try and overrule it, lips peeling back as he gave his angriest roar. It wasn't anything like the notes of a highblood rage, but there was still plenty of anger in it. He was tired with the messing around, sick of Ashley treating this like some big fucking game. "Say you surrender right now, or I'm slicing you open. If you sing, I'll make sure you can never make another fucking sound again."

Fawnprince-05/19/2017

There was a little whisper of ' Losing doesn't taste good does it?' as Ashley took in a small inhale, being sure to not guillotine himself. Sorry Hadean he just couldn't be gutted today. Hand gripping tighter on Hadean's with as much force as he could muster while pulling it away. Not a side motion but more towards Hadean himself and away from Ashley's own neck. No he wouldn't dare slice off Hadean's head but the more real he could make a threat himself the better. As a little coup de grace he decided to sing a little gentle Lullaby to Hadean. Demanding he surrender. Pressing ever so closer to the red hued troll. Forehead against Hadean's. " Sweetheart~ Let's stop this fighting ~ We know it's fruitless....."

rebatrolls-05/19/2017

Damn purpleblooded strength. Try as he might, there wasn't much budging Ashley- the difference in strength was just too much. He was too limited by being unable to cull the bastard, the threat of what would happen if he did loomed too heavy. He was pinned with a knife against his throat, Ashley all up in his space. And then came the damn singing, catching in his ear and sinking claws in to his thinkpan. His arms stopped fighting against Ashley, the knife flickering out of existence as he gave up the energy. Was it fruitless to fight? Was his whole fucking life fruitless? Why the fuck did he keep losing?

Fawnprince-05/19/2017

Ashley gave a last final squeeze dangerously skirting on using too much strength. With his rage calmed the pain of his gash was steadily catching up to him. A stronger, more battle hardened Indigo likely would've been able to keep going no sweat but it was Ashley. Not a true subjug of any variety. A sigh interuppted his song temporarily he tried to continue but hissed again at the feeling of an overly warm body against his icy cold wound not being the most comfortable feeling. He refused to let this all slip from him however, with how Hadean had treated him his ego demanded the last laugh here. The option of ramming his mouth against the others and biting as hard as Hadean had came to mind. So without thinking he did just that. Hand leaving the side of Hadean's head to claw at his suit, it'd be rude to claw at his head of course but Ashley was desperatley beginning to need a distraction from his clawed self.

rebatrolls-05/19/2017

The feeling of surrender faded a bit when Ashley's song stopped, but Hadean didn't go swinging again, just blinking hard against the sudden vertigo. He didn't get too much time to dwell on the thinkpan whiplash though, not when there was coolness against his lips, followed by the hot splash of his blood and pain. And boy was that familiar too, history happily repeating itself. Right down to his damn clothing getting destroyed. He couldn't pull away, but this wasn't like with Emerel- he wasn't helpless, he didn't want to be helpless. So he swung at Ashley's middle with a hiss, hoping he didn't destroy his lip.

Fawnprince-05/19/2017

The sudden strike sends him mentally realing, biting down harder than before, hand gripping harder than before and hand raking at Hadean for some kind of stable ...ANYTHING. Only his mouth lets go eventually letting out an awful groan of pain then huffing as he tried to regain breath. Losing to Hadean was becoming less ego damaging and more of a painful idea based solely off the possibility of not getting to do it again? Was that weird? Ashley hoped it wasn't weird he didn't fight often but it was just thrilling maybe too thrilling. Hm. Regardless, he tried to headbutt again. He was too tall to go for much but the semi-slouch that came from the hit to his weak spot had him aim for HAdean's nose. " Oh fuck o-off hadsy." He sputtered out.(edited)

rebatrolls-05/19/2017

His lip feels like it's on fire when he bites harder- Hadean would be rocking the 'made out with a blender' look again for a while. But then he kept biting first so really, he's asking for it. At least he lets go before he bites it right off, and Hadean gets to enjoy that groan. It's something. It shows he's not just fruitlessly hitting himself against a brick wall, he'd take whatever he could take right now. He wasn't expecting another damn headbutt, and oww. His tried to turn his head in time but failed to do anything but avoid a break. He cursed when it immediately started to fill with blood again though, just adding to the mess of his face as he swung for Ashley's middle again. It worked before, after all. "You first." That came out a bit more slurred and stuffy than he meant for it to, but he got the point across.

Fawnprince-05/19/2017

Another pained groan, more dragged out, more pained. There was going to be serious issues if he kept taking hits there. There was serious issues already but....more concerning issues. His meat did not need to be beat like this. His knees began to buckle at the pain, but he refused to go down alone, literally trying to drag Hadean down with him in any manner he could. A hand letting go of hadean's clothes and going for that hair of his. The other grabbing for a sleeve as he started to deadweight. He was a mess. Grappling like this, semi-bloodied, glasses likely askew at this point, hair maybe having acquired some blood from the headbutt. A disaster. But he didn't want to think of any of that right now. Just a way to get this to be done with.

rebatrolls-05/19/2017

There was very little of Hadean's body that didn't hurt in some capacity now. He felt like someone had taken a meat tenderizer to every part of his back, his face was just a mess and mix of blood... But he wasn't giving in. Even with as little in the tank as he had, he wasn't just laying down and letting Ashley beat on him. Getting dragged to the ground, on the other hand... That was a different story. He wasn't very heavy usually, but Hadean was tired. Laying down might have felt good if he hadn't had to fall to get there. He hisses at Ashley, at the hand in his hair, but it's strained. The adrenaline is fading fast now as he tries to paw at the bloody mess that is Ashley's stomach. "Give up already..." Fuck. Did he have to be nice? "Fucker. Don't hit me again and I'll... Let this be a tie." Another damn tie. But wasn't that better than the risk of losing?

Fawnprince-05/19/2017

Ashley makes sure to keep Hadean close. Huffing and puffing with each touch at his wound. Almost wheezing at times. It took more energy than he would've liked but he glowers at Hadean. " ....let it be a tie? You??....Babe..." He tugs at Hadean's hair harshly. Groaning again at his stomach simply burning. " Just submit honey. You roughed me up good, dollface."

rebatrolls-05/19/2017

The hair yank gets a slight rumble, weakened by how sore he was. But he was trying to be nice and this fucker was throwing it in his face! "I'm not a fucking dollface. Bulgemunch... I caused more bleeding than you did... We keep talking and you'll eventually get weaker and weaker... Just. Accept a tie... Give you a fucking rematch when we're better..." He thought that made sense.

Fawnprince-05/19/2017

" With that new....busted nose you got I think we're even...." Ashley nods tiredly. Fine. A tie. in his mind he feels he still did a better job but whatever. Stupidly enough he moves to bonk his forehead against Hadean's again. Not a head butt but a tap that he just leaves lingering. Augh Hadean looked disgusting. Their blood just did not mix into a nice color. No ones did really but Ashley made sure to note that this was a bad look. " Tie, Babe." Again, gross but Ashley gives a pity prize of a nip and a peck to Hadean.

rebatrolls-05/19/2017

Hadean grumbles at the bonk, but allows it. It's the least he could do after all, since he finally got the asshole to bend a little. Maybe the next fight would end with him actually using his damn name instead of nicknames, but... Wriggler steps he supposes. This was just the step of letting him know that even a Maroonblood could wreck his shit. The nip and peck get him a dirty look, and he's quick to scoop up some of his blood in his hand before he reached over to pat Ashley's cheek. "Next time I'll be ready for you to be a cheating little fuck."

Fawnprince-05/19/2017

There's a weak laugh from Ashley. in response. It's interuppted obviously by another groan of pain but once that's over he does enjoy the look he got from Hadean. Point one for him~ " You're the cheater asshole..." A grimace at the bloody pat then he shifts slightly. More blood dribbling from his wound. Hands slowly letting go of Hadean as he pushes himself up to sit on his knees. " Let me clean up your messed up face honey. My place is nearby."

rebatrolls-05/19/2017

"Fuck off, I didn't try fucking thinkpan jacking you. Slimey fucker." Hadean watches him move with a frown, more than happy to keep his carcass parked for a few moments longer. The pain was definitely starting to sing now as he finally sat up, spitting more blood to the side as he mulled over the offer. He knew he must look like a fucking mess. It was probably dangerous for him to be seen walking around like this on his own... Legislacerators were still out in force after all. And.... Crap. He didn't want to get his friends in trouble. Speaking of friends... He glanced over to them, giving Sipara and Laledy a wave. Where was Prisma? Did he get too upset by the fight and leave? "How close is close. Y'got medical shit?" At least walking down the street with a purpleblood would probably ward off most legislacerators. He hoped.

mar-05/19/2017

At some point, she left off on the commentary. But the fight calmed almost as soon as it flared, and Sipara let out the breath she was holding when Hadean waved at her. He looked like a mess, sure, but he was fine enough. A little blood never hurt anyone! And they were talking, from the looks of it, which meant it wasn't not something she'd have to jump in on. Good. If she was going to play four squares with Hadean, then it wasn't going to be as third wheel to a blueblood. Eugh. "You two done shacking up in an alley?" she calls out, patient. "'cause, Hads, if you're not gonna cull 'em, I gotta step.Pri ran off to puke in a dumpster, and I kind of want to, like, make sure he didn't fall in."

rebatrolls-05/19/2017

"Done for now, thanks Sips~" He thought it was maybe a little cheeky to blow a kiss to her, but he was in a mood. And a little buoyed by the tie, he'd be honest! It felt good to give as good as he got, even if it hadn't ended in a complete victory. Better than absolute ailure. "Tell Pris I'm sorry I scared him off, would you?" He thought that was a fair enough apology, even if he had the feeling Prisma would be feeling a little put off by him for a bit. He'd win him back over. He hauled himself to his aching feet, pausing before he offered a hand to Ashley. "C'mon, up." Man, he hoped his cool new outfit was fixable...

Fawnprince-05/19/2017

Ashley looked around at the mess made while Hadean spoke to his in Ashley's opinion ,cronies , frowning at his smashed guitar. It was unrepairable in this state and he wasn't keen on bringing the corpse back home with him. Nice. Fuck Hadean. That sweater might be salvageable though. And his blazer avoided it all still nicely folded and tucked away where he left it. He looked at the hand offered him, it was in poor taste but he waved it off. Letting out a terrible his as he pushed himself onto his feet. " Close as in a few blocks away, babe. I paid good money for it, nice view. Large. Don't worry about anything I got it. " Sobriety was damning as he realized he probably looked way worse than planned. Stepping around a bit to grab his sweater and blazer , tempted to put both on to help cover up his stomach wound. But blood was harder to get out than he would've liked. Even worse he could FEEL it congealing on his skin. UHG. Holding his things in his arms, glasses put back right and hair.....well he had attempted to make it look playfully tusseled instead of ruined, Ashley shoots Hadean a cheesy, bloodied smile. " coffee's at my place too. You made this more violent than I'd planned honey. "

rebatrolls-05/19/2017

He tried to be nice and got rebuffed, how rude. He found it a little bit hard to be angry about it though- lifting Ashley would have hurt. "Gee whiz, aren't you mister important highlood with a big fancy apartment. Catch me if I start swooning at the fucking opulance." Well, maybe he'd have some food. Hadean was hungry after the ride over and the fight. He rolled his eyes as Ashley started fussing over himself, like it was possible to make it look like they were doing anything but fighting. Hadean knew he was a fucking trainwreck, but that was what a shower was for. Might make Prisma feel better to see him not covered in gore anyways. He shoots Ashley back his own bloody grin, straightening up even if it makes his aching back protest. "Sorry I didn't just let you make me dance around and hit myself, fuckwad. Told you you shouldn't underestimate me. Now lead the way." He'd have to steal that damn tie sometime at the apartment...

#prose #c:ashley #c:laledy #c:sipara #c:prisma #c:hadean

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SA: i am on my train.

ID: =:P rude. have a safe trip.

SA: I will be working a lot when I get hive so I will not be around often. If I never come back just assume the worst.

SA: 👌

ID: wow pris. that's a nice thought. =:/

SA: it is a realistic and necessary one.

SA: but I suppose that too must sound very edgy.

ID: i meant that it's not nice to worry about you getting your ass culled. =:/

SA: I'm upset about something else.

SA: it's fine. I have a very good track record.

ID: well i'm sorry you're upset about something. but don't take it out on me bud! that's just cruel.

SA: I'm not trying to I'm sorry if I am

SA: I will move this.

ID: siiiippppsss. you around here?

ID: and, uh. still at the faire/around the faire?

ID: siiippsss. sippie cup. sip and dip.

ID: what are more nicknames. siphilis.

SA: That's horrible

ID: sipman. =:(

ID: damn. probably missed her.

AA: siphilis is the wornst fucking thing i have evern hearnd, gjjjj.

ID: hey, it worked didn't it?

ID: is the giving me a ride out of this place offer still valid?

ID: i got my coupon and everything. and i'm ready to demand to talk to the manager if you say no.

AA: like, even wornst than everny othern godawful thing on that list. >:}

AA: and lmfaooo.

AA: soz, soz, i am the managern and we don't accept coupons. C A S H O N L Y, frnesh fancy beetles orn bust.

AA: y, y, you can have a rnide. I G U E S S. wherne arne we drnopping you??

AA: ... and yrn pops.

ID: where ever. =:) but i don't want to travel alone this busted up.

ID: and you and pris are the only ones i trust not to cull my injured ass.

SA: are you sure you shouldn't just stay with Sipara for a bit?

ID: i mean, i'm not gonna intrude on her. that's hella rude.

AA: aww. that's adornbs. i am offic, like, not crneepy skinsuit connoseuir level. >:} gtk.

AA: wait, n, that's fucking indeciphernable.

AA: g2k. >:}

SA: oh right, the skin suits.

AA: y. a verny imporntant and valid concern. AA: how many skinsuits you own, prni??

AA: and y/y/y, trnavel w/ me forn awhile, hads. idgaf. gotta drnop off lal and then get 2 a fight. AA: but eyyy, if you don't carne abt rniding shotgun, wtfevern.

ID: i mean you came to my fight. i can totes go to yours. show off that rust solidarity and all. =:P

SA: none. Thank you.

SA: where are your fights, Sipara? If one is ever near Provenance let me know.

SA: likewise. Hadean, if you come close.

ID: i might eventually make my way your way to visit! you promised me a shopping trip, remember? =:P

SA: !!!

SA: please

AA: soz, soz, am juggling, like.

AA: this stupid teapot. >:0

ID: ...teapot.

ID: =:?

AA: y! it doesn't have a handle. bc ppl arne fucking nuts.

AA: and it is hot. >:{

ID: why are you handling a teapot to begin with?

AA: to pernsonally intrnoduce it to my quads as my latest beau, duh.

AA: to make tea, dornklornd, trny2keepup.

AA: and they'rne, like, evernywherne, prni, lmfao. AA: how's the fight scene in prnovenance?? bc lbrn herne, have prnobs totes fought therne, even if idr the name. >:P AA: like, i've gone eveeeeeernywherne.

ID: i mean why are you making tea?

ID: ...and also, uh. you want an apple pie smoothie? i mean. gotta bribe my way in to shotgun and all. =:P

AA: >:? AA: >:??????? AA: >:????????????

AA: to drnink it!!

EA: +T=a is on= of th= obj=ctiv=ly b=st drinks to hav=.- EA: +Appl= pi= smoothi= do=s sound... r=ally up th=r= how=v=r, too. H=llo =v=ryon=!-

SA: oh. I don't know. I am familiar with the crime scene but not the fight scrne

ID: psh, have a smoothie instead. =:P

SA; so I couldn't name names.

SA: what about a regular smoothie.

EA: +All smoothi=s ar= r=gular smoothi=s.-

AA: gausie gausie gausieeeeeee. AA: sup. AA: and y, y, will totes take a smoothie. arne you gonna brning it? is deliverny parnt of the brnibe?? >:}

EA: +H=y sipa sipa sipaaaaa- EA: +Mayb= h= is trying to sw==t=n you up. Butt=r you up. Mayb= both? It is an appl= pi= smooothi= aft=r all.-

ID: i mean i gotta get to your sweet ride don't i? i'll bring it over.

ID: i saw sips eyeing up apples before so like. i thought she would want one. can't hurt being nice to the troll who's gonna cart me around and all.

EA: +W=ll... it is always good to practic= your mann=rs, I agr==! But... towards of all p=opl=, Sipara?- EA: +No off=ns=, Sipa, but I n=v=r took you for such a... hmm. No, mayb= sh= is th= typ=, sh= do=sn't hav= to buy it... 🤔 -

AA: ugh ugh ugh, this pot S U C K S.

ID: don't burn your mitts or else you won't be able to drive. =:P

EA: +Do you n==d a n=w t=apot? what happ=n=d-

ID: and sips is one of the only ones who deserves manners, so. =:P

AA: and. what? huh. y. ty. >:} a+ brniberny, i fucking love apples. AA: best frnuit. way bettern fucking lemons.

ID: i like any sweet shit, so. gtfo lemons.

ID: should i get lal a smoothie.

AA: and lmfao, stfu, gausia. i totes desernve all the mannerns. all of them. take a fucking cue. AA: my teapot is fine!! it's, like. this hotel rnoom has a diff type.

AA: and it fucking sucks.

AA: yyyyyyy!!

ID: alright, four smoothies it is.

EA: +I n=v=r said you w=r= und=s=rving of mann=rs! I just thought you w=r=... on= to forsak= th=m in =xchang= for.... =xc==dingly casual conv=rsation?-

AA: >:? AA: chillax, girnl, we'rne, like, joking. hads and me arne totes tight. no mannerns necessarny. AA: and yyyyy, awesome. >:} do you want tea, dude? will even make it w/ nothing added. on account of the fact yrn supern lame.

ID: sure, hit me up on some tea i guess. boring ass tea. =:P

ID: ea does she try and get you to drink mind honey tea. or am i special.

EA: +i am just saying! I n=v=r r=ally... p=gg=d you to b= th= typ= to =v=n r=cogniz= th=m. Fil=ld with surpris=s, you ar=! ANd...- EA: +... I r=m=mb=r h=r saying som=thing about mind hon=y wh=n w= last drank t=a. Som=thing about th= plac='s t=a b=ing too bland, or... som=thing...- EA: +Why do you ask?-

ID: because i need to know how weird sips is. naturally.

EA: +W=ll! I thought that it would go without saying, r=ally, h=h=.- EA: +I suppos= it is a bit bizarr= but I am not 100% sur=.-

AA: G A U S I A

ID: seems pretty bizarre to me. =:P

AA: ... oops. AA: shit, i was gonna say something. but, okay, like, dnw, nobodies getting tea now, it fucking brnoke.

AA: oh. yeah. rnight. G A U S I A does not get the honey tea, 'kay. >:P she's bougie, she can buy hern own.

ID: well good thing i'm coming to the rescue with smoothies.

AA: and both of you stfu, i am totes not weirnd.

AA: or bizarnrne. gj on the big wornds. >:P AA: and yyyyyyyy, good!! lmk when you need in. will come fetch.

EA: +I am sorry, Sipara, but I b=li=v= th= old saying of 'Tak=s On= to Know On=' rings tru= for this curr=nt situation!- EA: +And if you think bizarr= is a big word... w=ll, I will hav= to gift you a dictonary and th=sarus for your wriggling day.-

SS: (Okay, y'all, we're gettin' a new rule up in this place, aight?)

SS: (It's a real important rule!)

SS: (So you gotta be real attentive-like.)

EA: +Is this going to b= a jok= about 'no w=irdos in th= chat'?-

SS: (Make sure you don't miss it or some ish like that.)

SS: (And no, EA, then I'd be up and bannin' myself and the chat would die cos peeps'd be too depressed to go on.)

SS: (The rule is!) SS: (The rule.) SS: (The rule is that if you've up and got a guy sleepin on your cushioned seatin' platform, a guy what up and spends, like, what 12 hours a night makin' soy free low-fat 2% whip chai lattes and all that hoofbeastshit!)

SS: (If you got a guy like that around.)

ID: sorry, was getting the smoothies. uh lal i hope you like strawberry banana.

SS: (Ask him how to make your effin steeped leaf juice before you blow it up and scare the piss outta everyone in the buildin on accounta the new ceramic shard art piece decoratin' the nutrition block.)

SS: (Oh, shit, you got me a smoothie?)

SS: (Nm, idc anymore bout the tea, life is good again.)

AA: stfu, i made the nutrnition block bettern. it's, like, grnafitti. AA: w/ glass. AA: and burn marnks.

SS: (And crying wigglers.)

AA: it builds charnactern!

ID: pfff. i got everything packed and some smoothies so. where am i going.

EA: +I am going to b= hon=st, it do=s sound lik= you two ar= having your first days without prop=r lusii sup=rvision-

SS: (Oh, no, Sipa's lusus is here.)

SS: (He's probs laughin at me, too. (\qnq/) )

SS: (Flapbeasts of a feather!)

AA: n, n, we arne having a jolly good time w/ my lusus, gausie. that's why shit's exploding, duh. in honorn of 'em. AA: and y, y, that's what the mantling means. AA: and the firne. the morne rned it is, the morne he's, like, fucking chorntling. >:}

AA: fifth strneet!! second floorn. place w/ the giant hootbeast on the frnont.

SS: (I didn't actually, like, know we were in a place w a giant hoofbeast up top but now I'm extra pleased.)

SS: (Also, Sipa, random fact: )

SS: (Totes thought he was your psi first time I saw him.)

SS: (Wtf kinda flapbeast catches fire??)

AA: lmfao, whaaaaat. AA: dude, do i look like a sparnkplug?

ID: omw. =:) can't wait to see the teapot destruction.

AA: use yrn elf eyes and lmk. AA: will wait forn prnopern analysis. >:}

SS: (Wow, pal, that's some casteist ish comin outta your facegash. (\unu/ ))

AA: >:}!!! yyyy, good. have you eaten tonight btw?? orn arne you doing the starnving waif shit again?

SS: (Hashtag not all sparkplugs.)

ID: ...do two smoothies count.

AA: wow, n. AA: if it was casteist shit, it'd obvs be tell me what yrn dwnarf eyes see, losern.

AA: N O.

ID: i also had some sushi.

ID: but that stuff does not stick with you.

SS: (Is that, like, lits?) SS: (As in it ain't inside you anymore?)

SS: (Cos: gross.)

ID: woowww. no. i meant for keeping a troll not hungry. duh.

ID: it's fancy seadweller stuff. all pretty, no substance.

SS: (Wait, for cereals?) SS: (I had that ish, like, once, and it stays with you for, like ever.) SS: (It's rice and fish, pal, idk what you ate, buuuuut.)

SS: (And I ain't even had the ones with fish, just rice and veg.)

SS: (... You sure they gave you what they said they gave you?)

ID: i mean it was definitely fish and rice.

ID: pris gave it to me. but i burn through food fast.

SS: (Right, right, the bleatbeast sacrifice to the Demoness and ish.)

SS: (... Soz, pal, we ain't got, like, another one athose.)

EA: +... You know, uh. Sushi is mor= than just fish and ric=? It's a sp=cial sort of ric= with th=, g=n=rally, uh... b=st part of th= fish s=rv=d with it? It's usually d=ns= too. Rolls ar= also filling, but, uh.- EA: +I do think you may hav= gott=n, what's th= word... jipp=d?-

SS: (Fancy pants rice with fancy pants fish )

SA: it's good.

AA: 'kay, i am ornderning actual food. bc wow, fish is not actual food, srny2say. AA: fish is, like. the lettuce of the sea. it doesn't even have C A L O RN I E S.

AA: tbqfh, i don't even think it's rneal.

SS: (Idk, pal, there was that one fish that up and walked into Pher's stall earliner. (\unu/) )

ID: i mean it tasted alright. but it was a while ago. and i get hungry quick.

SA: salmon is nutritious 😦

EA: +... ???? Do you know what sort of sushi did you =at? You can't just put, uh.... tuna fish from a can and put it on ric= to call it sushi.-

SA: it was from a restaurant it was legitimate sushi EA

SS: (Wtf, pal, what kinda language policeradicatin is this??)

AA: y, pls do not make sushi outta that kind of fish. new rnule: this is a no cannibalism chat. AA: not even, like, low-key cannibalism.

AA: not even fish cannibalism. >:}

ID: ....

ID: yeah no cannibalism. hella rude.

EA: +?????????????????-

AA: don't you ??? at me. i'm talking to lal!!

SA: who brought up cannibalism??

ID: i'm gonna get triggered back to the fucking rainbowdrinker chat earlier.

SA: don't bring that up I'm still embarrassed by my ill received snark

SA: 🙁

AA: lal. he's grnoss, shame him. >:} AA: orn mb we should be shaming prni. AA: what's the rnainbowdrninkern chat??

EA: +I was mor= ????? about th= curr=nt conv=rsation but if you insist!- EA: +???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????-

AA: gimme the dee - stfuuuuu stfu stfu.

AA: no q marnks!!

SA: my cappuccino has a kitty face

ID: team edward or team lestat sip. =:P

SS: (It was totes Sipa, omfg, all I up and said that fish exist. Ain't my fault she immediately wants to, like, eat em.)

EA: +?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????-

SS: (Team Edward all the way!)

EA: +That is gross, Sipara.-

AA: oh my god. dude, n, i am not falling down that rnabbit hole. phern's gonna shank me if i get the wrnong on-- AA: n/m, n/m, team lestat.

AA: obvs. duh.

SS: (Mostly on accounta I'm p sure he's got a bigger followin and I ain't plannin on gettin shanked by some fantroll.)

AA: yrn grnoss, gausia, i am being misrneprnesented. >:}

SS: (On accounta not likin sparkly hoofbeast ish.)

SS: (Had enough athat with My Little Hoofbeast!)

AA: wherne is yrn faith??

SS: (It disappeared along with the teapot.)

EA: +I think you ar= th= gross on=s to =v=n b= thinking about sw=aty, sparkly vampir= and w=r=wolf m=n.-

SS: (Sweaty, you say?)

SS: (Ain't nobody said sweaty yet. Please, tell me more. (\ouo/) )

AA: why they gotta be sweaty??

ID: wow ea, it's all every loser is talking about these days.

AA: and arne they sweaty and shirntless? b/c you can't have one w/o the othern, dude.

ID: everyone wants to get necked by their own super special rainbowdrinker.

AA: lmfaooo.

AA: which supernaturnal drninkern's forn you, hads? >:}

AA: skinny jeans orn frnills??

SS: (Shit, pal, I ain't got nuff blood for myself, nm some other jade bulgewad.)

ID: from google images i like frilly's. mate?

EA: +Rainbow drink=rs and w=r=wolv=s ar= obj=ctiv=ly th= worst part of mod=rn fantasy nov=ls. Th= r=al thing w= should b= talking about is th= n=w movi= of Troll Star Wars s=ri=s!- EA: +P=opl= r=ally n==d to adjust th=ir tast=s! On= s=ri=s has a strong, tast=ful f=mal= l=ad, whil= th= oth=r on= has on= of th= most distast=ful, bland protagonists I hav= =v=r s==n in my lif=. -

SA: so wait is your goal to steal lestats mate from him?

ID: i mean they're imaginary characters pris so. no.

ID: but y'know, desert island and had to pick one.

ID: he seems the least tool-y.

SA: well that's what I meant -

SA: I can't commit to Star Wars

ID: i don't watch movies.

EA: +How can you not commit to Star Wars? =v=ry movi= is a good jumping point into th= s=ri=s!-

AA: n, starn warns and drninkerns arne both lame. AA: why watch a film if it's just gonna be, like, half rneal shit? AA: obvs, trnoll lornd of the rnings is wherne it's A T.

AA: also, filled with total not-tools.

AA: mostly not-tools.

AA: sornt of not tools. >:}

ID: loool really selling it there sips.

EA: +... Of cours= you would b= into th= s=ri=s about b=ard=d m=n killing =ach oth=r and th= short, uncooth p=opl= ar= th= h=ro=s of th= story.-

ID: HAH.

AA: stfu!! yrn totes gonna watch it w/ me and lal now, jsyk. AA: it is a rnequirnement of giving smoothies. M O V I E M A RN A T H O N S.

AA: also, a rnequirnement of eating this shit i'm ornderning. >:}

AA: ... arne you saying yrn totes N O T into dudes murnderning each othern, gausie?? AA: bc spoilern alernt, totes not buying it.

ID: ughhh fine. sorry it's taking me a while. picked up a different kind of snack on the way.

SS: (Pal, we're gonna need way more smoothies to marathon that ish.)

SS: (And possibly, like, field rations.)

EA: +Don't thos= movi=s actually tak= lik=... ov=r a day if w= ar= watching all of th=m?- EA: +And, okay, I am fin= with p=opl= murd=ring =ach oth=r, but th=y ar= still... ugly and filthy half th= tim=. At l=ast wash up b=for= you go to battl=!-

EA: +... wait you want m= to s== movi=s with you?-

ID: oh is ea joining us. more the merrier. am i the only one who has no idea what we're watching.

EA: +Wait, right now???? What is =v=n going on, som=on= giv= m= a straight answ=r h=r=.- EA: +... H=h=, straight answ=r, h=h=h=h...-

AA: hahaha. AA: washing up just to get coverned in blood? girnl, gtfo yrn lab forn once. AA: was talking to hads. >:} but y, if yrn in the arnea, you can come w/. brning food, bc brnibes arne rnequirned to get in the doorn.

AA: and we'rne watching trnoll lornd of the rnings, duh, dude. AA: once you get yrn candy ass up herne. >:P

EA: +.... Oh! W=ll, uh, okay, I'll g=t, uh, g=t my ass going th=n? Y=ah, uh, okay...- EA: +I gu=ss I can bring ov=r som=.. bak=d goods? Lik= cooki=s, browni=s, mayb= donuts... d=p=nds on what is clos= by. I am not at th= lab, so, it shouldn't b= long!- EA: +Lik=... I think donuts might b= a good id=a. Lots of flavors, though, th=r= wouldn't b= as many as cooki=s or browni=s, but th=y also hav= fruit in th=m, so, that might b= just b=tt=r in th= long run, but, I could also g=t a _lot_ of cooki=s-

ID: any of those sound amazing, so.

AA: ........ omg, y. AA: that is an adequate brnibe. >:}

EA: +Okay! Th=r= is a stor= right by that I can... uh, visit, didn't on= of you say that you want=d t=a? W=r= w= talking about, uh, sw==t t=a-typ= t=a or r=gular, normal p=rson t=a? B=caus=, you know, if I am at a stor=, I can go and g=t tons of stuff. W=ll, not a lot of stuff, b=caus= I am not r=ally as flush=d for cash as I usually am, but lik=, if th=r= is som=thing that som=on= is ACTUALLY n==ding EA: I can bring it? Or lik=...- EA: +... W=ll, no, you guys hav= drinks th=r=.- EA: +... hmm.-

ID: if you have a teapot. bring it and we promise not to let sips break it.

EA: +I... do hav= a t=a k=ttl= that should b=. Or, w=ll, is possibly imp=rvious to Sipara's d=structiv= hands. I'm... not sur=?- EA: +Sp=cifically a t=a pot??-

ID: i mean. sips you still have tea you didn't destroy right.

EA: +I... I am going to tak= that as 'I should bring my own t=a' just to b= saf=. I do hav= dry t=a that w= can br=w, not just uh... t=a, bags.-

ID: it's all leaves you put in water to me, so go for it.

SA: party?

AA: soz. pops is trnying to bake a nest on Lal's dome. little distrnacting. >:} AA: brning yrn own if you want!! am just making cocoa tea tbh. not yrn fancy blueblood shit. >:P AA: and lmaooo, you don't need to brning a grnocerny, holy shit. just donuts. chillax alrneady. >:}

AA: and y. a parnty of elves and feasting.

SA: oh! That sounds fun.

SA: send selfies.

SA: when you all get together

EA: +Alright!!! I am all dr=ss=d up and h=ading out!!!! I should b= th=r=, r=lativ=ly soon? - EA: +Also. I am not an =lf. Nor is anyon= =ls= at th= party going to b= an =lf. =lv=s ar= almost as bad as rainbow drink=rs.-

ID: damn, my delicate elven features go unused another night. =:P

EA: +You'r= only g=tting plain donuts now.-

ID: i got a broken arm, show some mercy. =:(

EA: +M=rcy is for th= cull=d!!!! Don't push your luck kid!!!!-

ID: pfffff. who're you calling kid, kid?

EA: +You! B=caus= you ar= probably a kid. I hav=n't s==n you y=t. I think. So you ar= probably a kid.-

ID: definitely not a kid.

ID: sips and lal can confirm. not a kid.

SS: (Deffo a kid.)

SS: (But, like, the bleatbeast kind!)

SS: (Just real smart-like one what learned to talk. And, like, type.)

ID: typing is hard with these hooves but i manage.

SS: (He's a real trooper!)

EA: +I wouldn't b= surpris=d. How many donuts? Doz=n? Doz=n and a half??- EA: +I don't know how much goats =at, r=ally.-

ID: a lot.

ID: lal eats a fucking lot too, so.

EA: +... I am not buying mor= than two doz=n.-

ID: well sips is getting food too, so. shouldn't eat that many.

EA: +Alright. I'll g=t... a doz=n and a half and call it that. I'll b= ov=r in... uh...- EA: +How far away is your plac= again?-

invertedDissident has sent coordsyo.txt!

ID: ps lal knock knock, let me in.

EA: +... Oh! W=ll, that's a first. I didn't think you would b= th= typ= to, just... put coordinat=s out th=r= on a group chat lik= that.- EA: +I'll b= on my way th=n! Giv= m=========== tw=nty minut=s? Tw=nty fiv=. At worst 30. At b=st 20.-

ID: i mean if someone wants to come fight us, come at us. =:P

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AA: spoilern alernt, flarnping in the rnain fucking S U C K S.

AA: got mud all the way up to my goddamn flaps.

AA: n, p surne I've got mud I N them, ugh.

ID: clearly you need me to show you how it's done. =:P

AA: lmao, y, mb when yrn off bedrnest, dude. >:}

AA: I'm playing forn bodies, but that doesn't mean I want Y R N S.

ID: psh not wanting my hot bod, i'm crushed. =:'(

ID: tho i get what you mean, the mud is the fucking worst.

AA: lmaoooo. soz, soz. am I supposed to say yrn hella hot now to soothe yrn poorn ego?

ID: obvs. =:P

ID: my ego has been brushed enough at this fair! =>:(

ID: ...bruised.

AA: too late.

ID: =>:I i'm working with one hand here, i demand a break.

AA: it's been brnushed and now you gotta polish it, orn shit'll just look fucking tacky.

AA: lmaoooo.

AA: I offerned you a wornm, dude.

AA: you C Ö U L D be, wtf did prni say AA: 8/10 hot A N D w two frnonds, but n, you gotta go and get squicked on me. >:P

ID: i think i lost enough blood without feeding it to a worm too.

AA: blood comes back, suck it uppp.

AA HAS ATTACHED lolheded.jpeg! It is a troll trying to wrench his leg out of a bog. AA: lmaoooo, evernyone sucks at this sO harnd. AA: wtf you up to?

AA: feeling bettern yet?

ID: i mean. define better. i'm not feeling like i'm about to die.

ID: i'm on my way to pheres' cart for some bandaging and a shirt. and pay.

AA: k, good. >:} AA: make him buy you food too!!

AA: when's the last time you ate??

ID: uhhh.

ID: the pizza night?

AA: soz forn ditching, btw, totes was like.. not thinking abt

AA:

AA: lmfao, what the fuuuuuck.

AA: congrnats, yrn a trnashcan firne, brnah.

AA: y, make him feed you.

ID: at least i'm not a fucking mud monster. =:P

ID: i mean i'm preparing myself for a whole lot of fussing, don't worry. he's already trying to talk me in to getting a room.

AA HAS ATTACHED godkingmudmonstertoyou.jpeg!

ID: did you fucking roll in the mud?

ID: you oinkbeast.

AA: he is a fussy fangs. >:P AA: and y! well, n. Ï HID in the mud and then jumped out.

AA: tactics, mothernfuckern.

ID: okay godking oinkbeast. =:P

SS: (Wtf, Hads, I thought you were food acquisition extraordinaire. (\ene/) You tellin me a temp -3 to CHA courtesy a lookin like you already been culled's enough to stop you??) SS: (Ain't you supposed to, like, work that ish for pity?)

ID: uh actually i think looking like i do makes peeps want to help me more.

AA: y, y, that's the joke, gj.

AA: >:P

ID: i was just feeling like garbage too much to take advantage.

ID: =>:P

ID: let a one-handed guy finish sips.

ID: you're just all too fast for me. =:P

AA: lmaoo. well, I can manage arnd stabbing folks, so I think you oughta manage just fine. >:P

ID: well if you finish up soonish, hit me up around pheres'. probably take him a while to patch me up. especially if i can get him to get the fucking stitches out.

AA: mm, mb, mb!! will drnop by, at least. >:} AA: laaal. you wanna come with??

ID: well now you gotta, or else my pumper will get all crushed. =:P

AA: yrn pushern is so frnagile, omggg. >:}

ID: it's been through a lot okay. =:'(

AA: y, y, will come. AA: you taking a whale back orn staying up herne, btw??

ID: haven't decided yet. still got time. depends how much i've healed too.

ID: rather not be in this huge-ass city all busted up.

AA: y, well, come rnide W me and lal. it'll be fuuuuuun.

AA: and i totes will just keep my phone on voice2text. >:} since he whined abt it so much last time.

ID: got my lusus to worry about remember. =:P

AA: oh, lame. laaaaame. AA: .. I can drnive supern fucking slow. >:P

ID: sorry we can't all have easily portable lusii. =:P maybe! i don't want to slow you and lal down if you both need to be back or whatever.

AA: naaah. mb?? AA: .. eh, if you can't rnide w us, you should totes rnide w prni. trnavelling is, like, waaaaay morne fun w ppl. AA: also, you'll, like, look less like cullbait, js. >:}

ID: fucking rude. =:P

ID: pri is a ways away in the wrong direction i think. idk. we'll see!

SS: (Wait, where am I gettin wigglernapped to?)

SS: (Soz, missed some ish through Sipa's unique and charmin quirk accent. (\ eue/) )

SS: (Aka dropped my palm husk in a hay pile.)

AA: dude, when they say a quick rnoll in the hay, it's not supposed to be lits. js. >:} AA:and we'rne gonna go watch hads get bits rnipped out by phern.

AA: it'll be fuuuuuun.

ID: if he doesn't do it you will, right sips? =:P

ID: stitches don't agree with my fragile lil bod.

SS: (Define 'bits,' omfg - I'm delicate, my constitution can't handle straight up guro ish and the bleatbeast!) SS: (Guro or furry ish, pls limit to one.)

AA: n, dude, half the fun is seeing you go grneen when you find out.

ID: just no barfing on me lal.

AA: bc spoilern alernt, yrn totes going grneen.

SS: (No reverse vore, got it.) (\unu/) )

SA: laledy, I believe in you. You were okay for the fight weren't you?

SS: (And shit, pal, here I thought I was gonna go violet!)

SS: (Give or take a stab wound!)

SS: (Nah, I totes swooned! Didn't you see 'em valiantly carry the greenblood away? That was totes me.)

AA: n, n, that only happens when you stay in the trnap forn morne than fourn hourns, soz.

SA: wasn't Hadean in the bathtub for several hours over four when we first met.

SA: I don't remember.

ID: was that when we first met? i did spend a lot of time in a tub.

SA: swooned... laledy, you should get a costume. Maybe you will have fun with Sipara and the others acting

SS: (N, def me! Like we totes said, I'm going violet!)

ID: no gills. =:'(

SA: it's a scientific fact that non seadwellers are softer to the touch anyways

SA: so it's for the best

SA: no scales

AA: oh my god, y. AA: pls get a costume. frnom phern.

SA: 😄

AA: it'll be grn8. >:}

AA: and eyy, you and hads can M A T C H.

SA: please don't put laledy in a stripper outfit. I think they at least deserve better than that.

SS: (Shit, pal, I'm down to be a booth babe.)

SS: (Y, SA's got it right! Gimme the hooker outfit like I deserve. (\unu/) )

ID: i will forever be the booth babe master, let's be real.

SA: I-- oh, well, if that's what you really want. 😮

AA: hads, my dude, you can't just say that.

AA: you gotta C'O M P E T E.

ID: fite me lal.

AA: lmao. >:} y, exactly.

SA: what if others want to compete

SA: a booth babe tournament

SA: Sipara, go

SS: (I nominate Sipa to be my champion.)

AA: n, no one else is prnetty enough, soz. AA: and fuck off, it'd be totes unfairn forn M E to compete, dude.

SS: (For fightin, not for babe-ness.)

AA: do you see these abs?? shit's unrneal.

SA: I think im pretty enough 😠

ID: i'll beat all of you any night. anyways, pris! pheres is at the greenblood circle now. so go there and not the maroon circle or where ever he was before. i'm gonna get walking. and i want my eyes free to watch anyone who wants to mess with me.

SA: Sipara wins on abs alone

SS: (Shit, wait, can we have Pheres judge? He's, like, got a thing for green, right?)

SA: I will.

AA: soz, prni, you totes ain't. yrn, like, qt.

SS: (Sipa wins on accounta I'm p sure she can, like, pick me up with one frond and I'm p sure I'm too intimidated to fight that ish.)

AA: like a barnkbeast.

SA: but I wanted to be handsome

AA: totes diff genrne.

SA: but will you fight her in a contest of looks laledy

SA: that's the most important part

AA: ... idk abt one frnond, but now we'rne totes gonna have to see. >:}

SA: oh. Now you've done it 🙃

SS: (Omfg.)

SS: (I demand a one-fronded Sipa carriage to tote me around.)

SS: (And, SA, think of it this way: if you're up an competin with someone on, like, any front.)

SS: (And they can up and do that.)

SS: (D'you really wanna challenge 'em?)

SA: perhaps at a safe distance, with a required boundary line.

SS: (Zactly!)

SA: but I also weigh little enough anyone could pick me up. I am sure Sipara could lift you and I together

SS: (You hear that, Sipa??)

AA: boundarny lines arne forn cheaters and cowa

SS: (He's totes sure!!)

AA: !!!!!!!!!!!!!

SS: (Are you gonna let him down??)

AA: now we gotta fucking do it. way2babully, prni, jfc.

SA: what is... babully..

AA: ugghhh

AA: I've got some chucklehead trnying to fucking get back up. brnb, brnb. lal, you explain!!SA: be careful Sipara

SS: (Well, you see.)

SS: (When a troll and her ability to talk proper-like love each other v v much, they hook up!)

SS: (But trolls ain't made for datin abstract concepts, so it inevitably goes real sideways-like, and results in ish like trolls decidin they ain't never gonna have ish to do with talkin proper-like again.)

SS: (And that's why Sipara doesn't know how to talk right.)SA: but... what does babully mean

SA: I understand Sipara may have a strange quirk and not speak with perfect grammar or syntax

SA: so is your relationship with the abstract concept of language doing alright?AA: is that also why i'm gonna say you should go pail yrn lusus?? yrn the wornst, omfg. and stfu, prni, you know my quirnk is G RN8. >:P

SA: :thinking:

SA: :laughing:

AA: it's a bb bully, duuuh.

SA: oh

SA: I'm a good person, I'm not a bully

SA: :lying_face:

AA: that's a box 2 me, brnah, dd.

SA: oh...

SA: I tried

AA: omggg, don't go all glum.

AA: yrn so a bully. bc you darned me and ppl gotta take darnes. >:}

SA: it was an emoji that was saying j was lying

SA: you could also say no and tell me to hush

SA: another option

AA: LMAO WHAT

AA: omfg, yrn trneachernous. >:'{

SA: :hugging:

SA: now let me hug you with my traitorous hands

SA: I promise nothing bad will happen

SA: this is a joke

SS: (That's, like, the least ominous ish I've heard tonigh twixt the bleatbeast ish and the stitch-pulling, negl.)

AA: oh my god, yrn nevern getting a hug again, jsyk.

SA: I will ask Hadean for one

SA: :cry:

SA: since you won't share hugs

SS: (Sipa, quick, go hide Hads. (\qnq/) )

SA: does that mean I win, laledy?

SS: (Depends, pal, if you win does that mean you ain't gonna go all Bewear on me??)

SS: (Cos I ain't a man of pride, pal, I'm down to forfeit for, like, my life. (\unu/) )

SA: oh I wouldn't do that anyways.

SA: :smiley:

SA: you are all safe with me

SS: (I totes believe you. (\qnq/) )

SA: I'm glad

SA: I must rest now. I will see you later laledy

SS: (See ya laters! (\eue/) )

#c:laledy #c:sipara #c:prisma #c:hadean #event:cascara fair

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> Pheres is teased by Kit, Hadean and Cennef into giving quadrant dating advice. This segues into a minor spat between Pheres and Hadean.

AA: 'kay, so, who's online rn??

AA: bc i got q's. I M P O RN T A N T q's.

AA: the sornt of q's that can only be answerned by, like, internet strnangerns.

ID: well i'm not an internet stranger anymore really. so i guess i'm fucking useless.

AA: yeah, no, soz, dude, yrn totally fucking useless.

AA: one hundrned perncent about as helpful as playing fournsquarnes w/ cullbait. >:}

AA: abt as helpful as eating mind honey to chill the fuck out.

ID: wow aren't you just in a mood this evening. =:P is it because we're all going to die? or so the newsfeeds are saying.

SS: (Shxt, pal, am X dxsqualxfxed?)

SS: (On accounta X'm only the regular kxnda stranger danger that you, lxke, happened to xnternet stalk?)

SS: (And oh em gee, pal, who says we're gonna dxe?

SS: (What, dxd some old calendar end agaxn?)

SS: (Protxp: Xf X can't up and set up coffee to brew xn the evenxn, folks what lxved, lxke, three bxllxon sweeps ago, they probs dxdn't GAF about makxn sure thexr sweep cycles were set up for, lxke, eternxty.)

LC: [ I heard strangers are needed and I am not YYet well-acquinted with everYYone here so... ] LC: [ Also "everYYone going to die"? Did I miss something? ]

ID: i'm assuming you haven't been outside and seen the giant fuck-everything meteor. you losers.

ID: look outside. notice how light it is?

SS: (Nope. (\eue/) )

SS: (But that axn't news to me.)

ID: well congrats, you're a hivebound loser. take a bow.

AA: oops, soz, someone was shrnieking outside. >:P AA: and stfu, hads, i am so not in a mood. i'm, like, in the O P P O S I T E of a mood. >:} AA: i am fucking E X C I T E D.

LC: [ Hold on. ] LC: [ Let me put on mYY safetYY goggles... I see it... Oh. That's reallYY bad. ]

SS: (What, for cereals?) SS: (Do X gotta go and run through my bucket lxst now?)

ID: i mean. go for i guess sip. gonna go in to space and punch the meteor to death?

ID: i mean i'm just spending my last apparent night alive soaking in this bathtub until i either turn in to a giant prune or i grow gills.

AA: and yrn totes dq'd, lal, but w/e, w/e, i ain't just getting ops frnom a blue. >:} AA: grnoup vote!!

LC: [ YYou don't need to run a bucket list but -- even I have a hard time estimating how bad it is. ] LC: [ YYou might WANT to find an underground safe spot and hope it breaks up into small enough parts that it doesn't wipe out entire neighbourhoods. ]

SS: (Shxt, pal, what're you gonna do xf you up and grow gxlls?) SS: (Bxt late for that kxnda groundbreakxn scxentxfxc dxscovery, axn't xt? (\eue/) )

AA: should i orn should i not, like, go to the doomsday parnty?? AA: bc ppl arne thrnowing one.

ID: i mean yeah, but i get to die an abomination.

ID: that seems like fun.

AA: to celebrnate ourn I M P E N D I N G DE -- omggg. AA: if you grnow gills, gimme deets!! AA: also, pics. AA: also, yrn bod.

ID: and idk sip.

AA: forn science.

SS: (You're probs gonna get shanked, but X'm, lxke, puttxn that on the 'pros' column.)

SS: (Buxlds character!)

ID: hour 1 of soaking- no gills so far. =:'(

SS: (Well, exther that, or peeps're gonna be fxllxn thexr bucket lxst, xf you get what X mean, xn whxch case, lxke, you should probs dxtch.) SS: (Or maybe throw fxrecrackers at 'em.)

LC: [ I didn't talk about gill growing. Even if YYou got a basement or a room underneath YYour hive should suffice. ] LC: [ I enjoYY celestial objects and observing asteroids but it's so close and so bright even I have a hard time giving YYou an estimation on how bad it is. ]

VC: I can't believe the Empirrre is being so irrresponsible about this asteroid.

VC: Don't they carre if theirrr cannon fodderr gets destrrroyed.

ID: the fleet defense really dropped the ball. i hope heads roll for this.

SS: (Nah, dude, they've always wanted that pesky Mother Grub gone!) SS: (Xt's the perfect opportunxty! (\unu/) )

ID: y'know. other than our meteor smashed in ones.

AA: lmfao. get yrn mind out of a pail forn once, lal. not evernyone's as mad thirnsty as you.

AA: except tc, i guess. >:}

VC: Don't insult poorrr TC like that.

SS: (Dude, X'm the one tellxn you not to go to that xsh!)

LC: [ Well, hopefullYY this asteroid lands at a barren land and doesn't cause major damage to anYYone. ]

VC: What did they everr do to you.

ID: c'mon vc tc is sooo thirsty.

SS: (Sweeps of modern medxa have taught me that that's totes what peeps do at partxes lxke that.)

VC: I can't say I've met them morrre than once.

ID: she said she wants to hear me scream in horror and shit.

VC: ...wow

VC: That's cerrrtainly something.

SS: (And obvx that's a relxable source.)

LC: [ That's the most I can contribute to this discussion. And... oh. That doesn't sound good, ID. ]

SS: (What'd you even do to get on her shxtlxst, pal?)

ID: i told her that she needed to fight me to fight gliese.

VC: Yes, do tell.

VC: If It must die, let it be listening to gossip.

VC: ...why this

ID: and also denied her a lobster date.

LC: [ Lobster date? ]

VC: Why arre some people in this chat rrroom mystifyingly dedicated

VC: To defending the worrrst of bluebloods

SS: (X'm sure there axn't no reason for her to up and be eggxn to take a go at you, after that kxnda dedxcatxon to warnxn her off!)

ID: i like gliese, she fed me and like. in the scope of blues she's decent.

ID: no offense to you lc, you seem like you might be okay?

ID: the jury is still out.

VC: Ughhhh

VC: Well, whateverrr, trrying to arrgue with that jade boy got me nowherre

VC: So I guess I ought to turrn my mind to cheerrrier topics, like impending annihiliation

LC: [ None taken. I personallYY prefer to get along with most others - even if it's a task that I can't alwaYYs achieve. ]

ID: oh hush ss. platonic fighting is a thing.

SS: (X for one, am totes cowerxn xn my boots.) SS: (And shxt, pal, X axn't saxd nothxn 'bout nonplatonxc, here! You're the one up and callxn her thxrsty on accounta just wantxn some good ol' fashxoned screams of paxn and xsh. (\qnq/) )

SS: (What xf she's just, uh. Hard of hearxn??)

SS: (Gotta be real sure she's stabbxn you proper-lxke!)

ID: she told me she wants to shove my head in horse piss so.

ID: that was definitely a thing i had to read.

VC: Haha _wow_

SS: (That's the wrong kxnda thxrsty, pal.)

LC: [ Impending annihilation is not the cheeriest of the topics. ] LC: [ However, if anYYone plans to watch the asteroid I'd suggest using sunglasses, or anYY glasses that got a darkened lense. ] LC: [ If others have them, that is. ]

VC: Why would I want to watch the asterroid. Will seeing it and telling it it's pretty make it sparre me.

SS: (Yeah, dude, but only xf you say xt real nxce-lxke!)

ID: i mean i'm just content to chill in this warm water. fuck looking at our doom.

SS: (None of that passxve aggressxve xsh, thxs asteroxd axn't no floozy!)

VC: Once again you manage to be the tone of nonsense, L - SS.

LC: [ I know there are some who are into that, VC, and it won't reallYY spare anYYone until it lands. ] LC: [ Which, given how far it is from the ground, could be prettYY soon. ]

VC: Joyous

SS: (Whaaat?) SS: (And here X am, offerxn you my advxce and wxdom!)

SS: (Pal! Lxke, hashtag rude.)

VC: Only a blind and deaf pupa would think you had eitherr

AA: ghdfghdfghdfgh AA: oh my gooood, why do you ppl talk so much?

AA: i look away forn, like, five mins and therne's like fifty million msgs.

VC: Well

AA: fuck you, i'm not backrneading.

VC: This is a serrrverr for it

SS: (Gotta entertaxn the crowds you up and left waxtxn, duh!)

ID: we're enjoying our final nights sip, rude.

VC: Last I checked

SS: (Axn't my fault you're up and xnconsxderate!)

LC: [ HopefullYY not the final-final ones. ]

VC: Perrhaps it has been forr emoji-communication only

VC: And I have been misled

AA: T O T A L L Y ourn final nights.

SS: ( (\ouo/) )

AA: emoji only??

LC: [ YYou are all sure a cheerYY crowd. ]

VC: oh god I rrregrrret everrrything

SS: ( (\^u^/) )

ID: i tried ordering room service and apparently like all the hotel staff just ollied out on working.

AA: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

SS: ( (\?^?/) )

LC: [ Uh... ]

SS: ( (\unu/) )

AA: that's bc yrn on the lame continent, hads. AA: this is what happens when you leave the desernt, dude. ppl fucking suck.

SS: ( (\eue/) )

SS: (Hey, waxt!)

LC: [ To be fair, all continents got their advantages. ]

SS: (Fuck you, X'm on shxft rxght now.)

LC: [ And disadvantages. ]

ID: also who here is a nerd scientist. i have questions that i should have asked last night but only figured out after i signed out.

VC: Not I

SS: (Hello, X have my nerd lxcense pendxng!)

LC: [ I am not a nerd scientist, but if it's related to cartographYY or... astrologYY, I might be able to help. ]

SS: (But better'n Sxpa, on accounta her's got revoked when she went jock.)

AA: wow, rnude.

VC: I do courrrierr worrk

VC: And knit things

SS: (X'm under xnvestxgatxon for emo, unfort.)

AA: that's okay, dude, i'm gonna rnough you up and take yrns.

ID: well gee you four seem like you'll be hella useful.

VC: Forr what

AA: stfuuuu, i'm always S U P E RN useful.

VC: Planning a band?

AA: dd on your qqs!!

SS: (Fxrst my horns, now my nerd lxcense!)

VC: Sorrry, neverr learrned an instrrrument

SS: (A real frxend, you are, Sxpa!)

LC: [ Well gee. We _might_ be useful. ]

ID: so if you're a troll who never sleeps in sopor is it safe to just dive right back in to it. because there's a coon here but i slept on the floor.

SS: (Only xf you chug xt.)

AA: sharning is carning, dude.

VC: It might knock you out forr a bit long, but otherrr than that, no.

AA: and - idk, idk, how much you wanna wake up the next evening?

VC: When I firrst came back to it I slept much morre heavily than I was used to

VC: But I got used to it quickly.

VC: Orr well. I guess came back is wrrrong

SS: (You gotta get used to xt real quxck, pal! Acclxmate your bod and xsh!) SS: (By chuggxn some afore you go coon. (\unu/) )

VC: But neverr mind

AA: phern doesn't do soporn and if you put him in a coon, he is out forn, like, H O U RN S. AA: dumped an entirne kettle of watern on his headfluff and he didn't fucking blink.

VC: Ignorrre SS

VC: They don't know anything

AA: ... but then again, he totally didn't chug it.

LC: [ Depends on how long YYou haven't slept in sopor. ] LC: [ I went 1-2 weeks of period without sleeping in sopor at times. ] LC: [ But it got different effects on everYYone. It tends to knock me out for longer. ] LC: [ Also I disagree on chugging it. Don't do it. ]

AA: listen to lal, man, he's the wornd of wisdom herne. >:}

ID: i mean it's been.

SS: (Fuck you, VC, Sxpa and X are totes the certxfxed scxenterrorxsts here.)

ID: we'll just say it's been a long while.

VC: If Laledy is wisdom than the asterrroid should end me now

SS: (Shxt, pal, X bet X've got you beat!)

ID: so good on me for not climbing in.

ID: i mean probably not but sure ss, you get the crown.

SS: (And go stand outsxde and stare at the lxght, Cennef, xt'll do xt's work quxcker that way!)

LC: [ Then hopefullYY other than sleeping for longer than YYou should it shouldn't have anYY side effects. ] LC: [ But if the sopor is gross on the top, clean that off. ]

AA: wait wtf why don't I get a crnown??

VC: I trrreassurre my rremaining moments, spent in the company of idiots they might be.

VC: ...with the exception of ID and LC

AA: lal, soz, i'm also beatin' you forn yrn crnown.

SS: (Dude, xf you're gonna be borxng about the one-up game, at least dd on your ~totes vxctory~.)

LC: [ Cause that's not healthYY to mix with the still decent bits. ]

AA: this is just like a full scale fucking shakedown, apparnently. >:}

ID: sorry lal, no deets, you're too busy fighting for your crown.

SS: (Why are you up and beatxn me up for everythxn??) SS: (You want my wallet, too?) SS: (X got some lxnt, a pxce of gum, and two caegars.)

AA: shit, you gonna give me yrn wallet?

ID: also fuck yeah, i'm not an idiot.

SS: (Thxs just xn: XD tryxn to be edgy, can't be botherxn to be entertaxnxn whxle he's at xt.)

AA: bc, y, then i totes want it.

VC: Unforrrunately he's prrrobably rright.

VC: Given I once took his sorrry carrrcass forr food.

SS: (You're gonna hafta buy me a wallet fxrst, Sxpa, X axn't actually got one.)

SS: (But X'll totes gxve xt to you after!)

AA: uuuuuuuugh.

ID: man sip do you just collect us poor little beggars.

AA: 'kay, so, like, step O N E of the fairn is buying you a wallet. AA: step two is rnoughing you up forn it.

LC: [ FranklYY, sopor is gross and I never can fathom how some trolls out there can turn it into a sopor pie and eat it. ]

VC: What a time-honorrred trrradition

SS: (Dude, VC, that was a date.)

VC: It baffles me too, LC

VC: That was the exact opposite of a date

VC: Emprrress forrrbid

LC: [ It's... toxic. It's known to be toxic to be consumed in such manner. ]

ID: i mean alcohol is toxic too but trolls love glugging it down.

SS: (But xf xt makes you feel better to say you totes meant to get your charxty cred xn afore the asteroxd kxlled us all, X'm down, X'm down.) SS: (See, X'm a nxce guy! (\unu/) )

VC: Alcohol at least doesn't look entirrrely unappetizing

ID: i say it depends on the alcohol.

VC: Warrn me when you'rrre about to actually be funny, Laledy, I nearly hurrrt my own thrroat laughing.

VC: If you'rrre nice then I fearrr forr trollkind

LC: [ That's true - I am not a fan of alcohol to be honest with YYou ID. ] LC: [ There are well. Alot of such things. ]

SS: (Sure, pal, axn't nothxn up and even tolerant 'bout puttxn up wxth some rando rustxe monologuxng 'bout her you totes suck whxle you server her a drxnk.) SS: (TFW workxng customer servxce, tbh.)

ID: some trolls are gonna destroy their thinkpans one way or another! some choose alcohol, or drugs, or sopor pies. or getting hit in it a lot i guess.

AA: y, exactly.

VC: Some spend time with Laledy

VC: He's rright about one thing, if I had any sense, I would have just left

LC: [ Well all those options are unpleasant. Save for the last one, VC. I don't know LaledYY well enough to draw anYY judgements YYet. ]

SS: (Shxt, u rxte!) SS: (X axn't never met Sxpa xn my lxfe!)

VC: Prrray you neverr know him well enough to tell

AA: nah, getting hit in the pan lots is W A Y fun.

ID: all i know about ss is that he seems like a yappy little ankle-biting woofbeast. only his yapping is dirty jokes.

SS: (For me.)

AA: go take a few rnounds, lc. >:}

AA: don't frnont, lal, if someone hit you in the head, it'd, like, pop off. >:P

SS: (Dude, don't put me on front street lxke that!) SS: (X'm sensxtxve 'bout the fact that xt's prosthetxc, axght??)

VC: That's not too farr off, ID

ID: of course not, i'm a good judge of character. =:P

LC: [ ... Well. ] LC: [ I have a feeling that was a quick summarYY YYou just gave there, ID. ] LC: [ And uh, AA, does YYour job involve such incidents happening, or... ]

VC: It does, arrren't you some rrring fighterr orr something, AA

AA: i get paid to pop ppl in the face. it's harnd wornk, but somebody's gotta do it.

AA: >:P

SS: (VC's the best judge a'character, XD, don't even flxp!) SS: (She's exp good at judgxn folks that she's up and throwxn xsh xn the faces off whxle they're tryxn to fxgure out how she lxkes her drxnk.) SS: (#Tfw actually salty abt thxs shxt.)

ID: sip isn't dedicated enough to the cause to pop people in the face for free.

VC: oh wow, did I actually pierrce yourr veneerr of indifferrrence and flippancy

VC: Colorrr me surrprrised

SS: (X'd lxke my asshole cred to be dedxcated to my actual awful qualxtxes, pal!) SS: (X axn't no sellout. (\qnq/) )

SS: (You're ruxnxn my xmage!)

AA: wait, wait, arne we rneffing me orn

VC: I think you've well supplied those.

AA: omfggg, stop using handles, use rneal names. i can't keep up w/ this shit and yrn quirnks. >:{

VC: In my case.

ID: i forget names.

ID: uh. sip. lal? uh.

VC: I admittedly stayed away forrr a while after causing some disputes

ID: i don't even know lc's name.

AA: tattoo them on yrn knuckles!!

SS: (Eyyy, X made the lxst! (\ouo/) )

LC: [ Ah, I see AA. ] LC: [ And just call me YYerman. So YYou don't need to refer to me bYY handle. ]

AA: look, 'kay, if you don't rnemebern names, i'll totes G I V E folks names.

ID: yer it is.

AA: lc, yrn now yern.

VC: So I don't expect people to know mine, and I'm a bit unfamiliarrr with most otherrs

AA: vc, yrn now... foxy.

SS: (Omfg, Cennef, dxd you for cereals get run outta town??)

ID: look at sip. bitching about quirks when hers messes up people's names.

VC: No

SS: (How salty do you gotta be tho.)

CC: my quirnk ain't nevern messed up anybody's name, losern.

SS: (Also, shxt, mb, soz for callxn you by the wrong name, Foxy.)

ID: i mean okay, sorry yern this is your name now.

CC: unlike lals'. >:} is it id or xd?? we just don't know.

SS: (Xt's obvx ecks dee, dude.)

AA: yern is his name, y. totes just established that. AA: trny to keep up!

LC: [ Uh, YYern? That. Well. ]

SS: (Xt's always ecks dee.)

LC: [ Alright, I guess. ]

VC: Oh look, now you've made the poorr cerrulean uncomforrrtable

VC: and if I'm sympathizing, up is down, left is rrright

ID: oh also i'm hadean yern.

AA: uncomfy, orn grnateful that i all went up and imprnoved his shit?

AA: y, yern, i'm siparna.

ID: since no one was nice enough to say my name. =>:I

LC: [ I am not uncomfortable, VC. I just got surprised cause I looked awaYY for a moment. ]

LC: [ I am alright. ]

VC: Oh, you _are_ some sorrrt of prrizefighterr arren't you?

AA: lmfao, soz, frnom now on, i'll totes starnt intrnoducing you F I RN ST.

VC: I know I've hearrd that name somewherre

LC: [ ID, sorrYY, how maYY I call YYou? ]

AA: hadean. >:}

ID: ^^^^

AA: no nicknames, that shit's lame.

VC: ...ugh, wait, I know wherre now

ID: how many times have you nicknamed me sip. =:I

VC: Damn you, Matarrri

VC: Oh well

AA: and y, foxy, i am totes famous. wicked mad famous. so famous you've prnobs got a coonpillow w/ my face on it.

VC: Ha

AA: if you do, btw, take pics, that's fucking weirnd.

VC: No

AA: arne you surne.

AA: and haaaads. AA: yrn nickname is like, a show of ourn special cornpse buddy bond, duh.

VC: I can't knit one, so it holds no interrrest forr me

ID: oh well in that fucking case i suppose i can accept it.

LC: [ Ah, alright. Thanks. ] LC: [ And I am afraid mYY coon pillows don't meet that rating AA. TheYY all got map prints on them. ]

VC: ...so you can find wherrre to go to sleep everry day?

VC: I'd think you wouldn't get lost doing _that_

AA: lmfao, well, _good_. AA: and mb they'rne blind, foxy.

ID: you fancy trolls and your coon pillows.

AA: yrn trnying to grnow gills in a bathtub, dude, don't starnt shit abt coon pillows.

AA: S O M E O F U S use coonpillows to cope. AA: with not having giant ass ablution trnaps. >:'{

LC: [ VC. ] LC: [ I wouldn't want to go into that, thank YYou. ] LC: [ And uhm, definitelYY not blind. Well. ]

VC: Maybe I'm a deep-dwelling fuchsia, Siparra

VC: Somehow I doubt it

VC: See?

ID: man i gotta admit this ablution trap is the fucking best.

ID: it's been like five perigees since i got hot water sip let me enjoy this. =>:I

LC: [ I am onlYY blind if I don't find mYY glasses. Because mYY vision gets blurrYY. ] LC: [ Other than that, I am fine. ]

VC: _Five perrigees_ ?

VC: What on Alterrrnia have you been doing, ID.

LC: [ And YYou should totallYY enjoYY YYour hot water, Hadean. ]

ID: traveling. using the rain. or barrels.

VC: Maybe the asterrroid will cull some unforrrtunate sap and you can take theirrr hive, if it doesn't get the lot of us

AA: hot watern's pointless unless you add B U B B L E S.

AA: did you add bubbles??

ID: i got fucking water jets in this thing.

ID: which is superior to bubbles.

LC: [ That's indeed, superior. ] LC: [ And five sweeps is a long time. YYou definitelYY deserve that. ] LC: [ ... Is the asteroid still in the air? It should have landed bYY now, or so I think. ]

ID: i dunno. i'm busy in the bath so some other loser look.

VC: LC, he said _perigees_

VC: ...not to be pedantic

VC: Except I am

VC: Oh well

VC: Hang me laterr orr wait forr the asterroid forr my impudence, orr something

ID: no i have now never been in hot water for five sweeps.

LC: [ Perigees or not, anYYone deserves a good hot water time. ] LC: [ ... Given the troll in question is not the scum of Alternia, that is. ]

SS: (Wow, pal, that's some srs shade you're throwxn, there!)

VC: ...what standarrrds do you have forr scum

LC: [ I should have clarified that last bit, but seriouslYY, there are trolls who go out of their waYY to just mutilate and harm others* who didn't offend them for no good reason. ]

LC: [ Or caused them no harm. Or no issues. ]

ID: hahah mmm just gonna enjoy this hot water.

SA: define offend.

VC: Prrobably hit them overr the head

VC: That generrrally classifies offense on Alterrnia

VC: That orr stealing my god damned yarrn, which is unforrrgivable

VC: also hello SA, I don't think I've seen you beforrre

LC: [ Offend as in, didn't hurt their emotions or them phYYsicallYY. ]

LC: [ This is a complex subject I brought mYYself into, isn't it. ]

SA: hello. You haven't.

VC: Congrrrats forr noticing, LC.

VC: Morrralls arren't always clearr-cut, who knew.

ID: welcome to the chatroom then sa. it's kinda busy right now.

SA: many trolls have a fragile ego, anything could be a would to their emotions. I admire your ability to continue digging this hole, LC.

VC: That it is.

VC: HA

VC: Okay, I like this one

LC: [ Thanks, but no need for the sass. ] LC: [ Well, exactlYY. So I feel like I should stop digging this hole now. ]

ID: i'm offended by yern's definition of offense.

VC: Oh my

VC: Shall you duel him overr it

LC: [ WhYY exactlYY? ]

ID: no because that would make me scum apparently. =:'(

VC: Just like with that jade boy?

VC: HA

VC: Oh yes, we can't have that

VC: Is your ego frrragile as well, as SA mentioned

ID: well lc is seeing everything from a blueblood lens.

LC: [ Well I can't think about everYY possible exceptions that exist on Alternia. ]

VC: Mm, trrue

ID: it's different.

LC: [ I trYY to see the world not just through cerulean and blueblooded lenses, but alas I am aware that task is not easYY to achieve. ]

VC: Well, crredit forr being awarrre, I suppose

LC: [ There are things I might overlook unintentionallYY, so forgive me for that. ]

SA: I've already decided i'm going to nitpick everything you say and we've just met.

SA: I'm very sorry.

ID: well at least you apologized for being privileged.

VC: This sounds verry enterrtaining

LC: [ Well I am positive that decision is not exactlYY... A good one, SA. ]

AA: oh my god.

AA: sa, i've decided yrn my new fave.

AA: what arne we nitpicking??

VC: LC's errrorrs

SA: their many errors.

SA: It may not be a good one but it has yet to yield a majority unpopular result.

LC: [ I am onlYY a troll, just like everYYone else. ]

ID: uh not like everyone else, you're blue. duh.

LC: [ No one is perfect, and I'd be a fool to claim that I am. ]

VC: SA is cleverr and plays the crrowd

LC: [ Well I can't help about the blood colour I was born with, and no one else can. ]

VC: Clearly we have an experienced crritic herre

ID: you'll see when soaking in this tub turns me violet.

SA: perhaps you should use a tinted bathbomb, it may yield faster results, ID.

LC: [ ... Well I feel like I should bid mYY farewell for now and keep an eYYe out for this meteor. ]

VC: If you grrow gills I support Siparra dissecting you

VC: Forr science

ID: fucking rude vc.

VC: what

VC: I just want to ~add to ourr pool of knowledge~

VC: Orr whateverr scientists say

ID: hahah bye lc i think we overwhelmed they guy.

SA: goodbye, LC. Next time I would like your name.

VC: Yerrrman

VC: ...Yerman

ID: i want my soft squishy body in one piece.

VC: That's his name

AA: n, foxy, yrn getting it wrnong.

AA: jfc, drnag a guy A N D fuck up his name, why don't you?

AA: his name's yern.

AA: sa. jsyk. >:}

VC: Oh of courrrse

VC: My bad

VC: Yes, SA, his name is clearrly Yer, ignore everrrything else.

AA: yern!!!

VC: Yernman.

VC: Ha

SA: ...Yern...

SA: I am sorry.

VC: Forr what

VC: You didn't brrring the asterroid did you

VC: In that case you should be sorrrry

VC: For strrressing us all out

SA: yes, i used astronomically scaled telekinesis and a number of steroids to rip something in space into our orbit to terrorize strangers.

SA: I haven't heard of any asteroid. did something happen?

VC: what

VC: have you not looked out yourrr window

ID: or read any newsfeed.

SA: i've spent the last few days in relative isolation, actually. Playing my handheld.

ID: oh great we got another nerd in here didn't we.

ID: what flavor nerd are you?

SA: the completionist kind.

SA: what kind of nerd are you?

VC: Completing what, though

VC: HA

TC: !s Hadea~ be!~g a~ ass aga!~

ID: i'm the not a nerd kind.

VC: Hadean's a wanderring nerrd, I'd say

ID: oh god she's back.

VC: oh, is this yourr violently amorrrous pitch suitorrr

RS: | Hahaha | I think He Is | Judging from What I Just Read | RS: | Or | Well | RS: | Not Moreso than Anyone Else | ? |

RS: | | Violently Amorous Pitch Suitor | ? |

TC: Excuse me?

SA: games. I complete games a hundred percent. A wandering nerd would be useful, knowing all sorts of jeopardy facts about travel.

SA: is this gossip?

TC: !D what have you bee~ tell!~g people about me?

ID: i mean i travel but i'm not good at remembering shit about where i've been.

ID: oh i just shared some of your comments.

ID: y'know. the horror screams and horse piss ones.

RS: | The | What | Piss Ones |

RS: |- What -|

ID: tc just wants to drown me in horse urine, nbd.

SA: that's. disgusting.

VC: It is, isn't it

RS: | That's not Pitch | That's Simply Alarming |

VC: I was joking, Pheres

RS: | TC | I am Disappointed | =:( |

VC: Honest pitch is rrarrely founded by disgusting thrreats, haha

VC: And oh, you like games, SA?

VC: What kind?

ID: all because i told tc she had to fight me if she wanted to fight gliese. =:'(

SA: most pitch relationships are violent pranks and misaligned intentions. it is about being pointlessly mean, as children are.

SA: VC, I play pokemon.

VC: !!!!

VC: so do I!

VC: Though I usually call it Fiduspawn, haha

RS: | | Is It | ? | RS: | I don't Think It Is | SA | If You will Pardon My Interruption |

VC: And pfft, SA

VC: How old arre you, then

SA: how old are you?

VC: 9 sweeps

SA: older.

VC: Well goodness

SA: by one sweep.

RS: | It's more About Rivalry | Isn't It | ? |

SA: 😃

VC: I didn't rrealize we werre - ha

RS: | Hahaha |

VC: Not THAT much olderr then

SA: no, but enough i could be nitpicky about it. Also, I don't think that is the intention of blackrom, no. But I think that's wha ti becomes. my roommate experienced something like that in his blackrom.

SA: what are you experiences?

VC: Mm, technically I've neverr had a pitch

ID: a good rivalry is hard to find and a lot of trolls just settle for whoever is a jerk to them.

VC: But my ideal one would be a strrrong rivalrrry wherre we both encourrage each other to become betterrr

TC: ! sta~d by my words to Hadea~

VC: Otherrwise it would be borrring

TC: Horse p!ss a~d all

SA: horse piss has nothing to do with becoming better.

VC: Oh, I'm so glad you felt the need to rrreiterrate that

VC: It really doesn't

SA: unless it doubles as a radioactive spiderbite and gives you superpowers.

VC: Perrhaps you want to look up some pitchrrrom tips, TC

SA: which I doubt.

VC: Ha

VC: Even if it did

VC: Is that RRREALLY worrrth it

TC: You're ~ot fu~~y VC, !'m ~ot p!tchfl!rt!~g

RS: | Oh | I don't Think | RS: | My Blackroms have been Dreadful | Haha | But | It's a Relationship | ! | There has to be Something More Appealing about Someone | RS: | Than Merely Their Ability to Infuriate You | Otherwise | Why would You ever Stick Around | ? |

SA: I asked my roommate tha tsame thing.

VC: Gosh, you don't mind my charrmingly light-pumperred barrbs amusing? Woe.

SA: anyone can infuriate someone. It is not hard.

SA: clearly i am pitch for

SA: yern.

VC: HA

SA: ?

VC: I don't think much of yourrr taste, SA

VC: what does a mild cerrulean have to offerrr you in way of rrrivalrry

VC: See how easily he backed off?

RS: | Haha | RS: | I don't Know | I could Ship It | =:P |

VC: _Rreally_, Pherrres

VC: You arre such a dorrrk

SA: Nothing, but they are an example of how easy it is to say anything remotely negative is a black flirtation. like RS said.

SA: please do not ship it.

RS: | Yes | ! | Look at That | Ah | RS: | Mildly Contentious Ire | that was On-Going | RS: | Clearly Romcom Material |

VC: Ha

SA: also what ID said, I apologize. This is the busiest thing i've seen in a long time.

SA: It is cozy

ID: ahahah might have fallen asleep in the bath.

ID: nearly rip me.

SA: remove yourself.

TC: stay !~ the bath

TC: Fall asleep some more

ID: and there's tc being tc again.

SA: that was a not very subtle wish for their demise.

TC: Fuck off

SA: i ship this.

TC: That was - what, ~o

ID: eww.

SA: 😂

ID: no one is allowed to ship me. =:I

TC: That's d!sgust!~g a~d you should feel bad, SA

VC: Not even in a charrming pale orrr ashen quad? Darrn

VC: Therre go my plans

ID: wait what.

RS: | Oh My |

SA: I'm only teasing.

ID: vc better be kidding too.

VC: clearrrly I'm _100%_ serrrious

VC: so serrrious

VC: you don't even know

RS: | Your Ashen Aspirations are as Clear as the Murdercomet Soaring Through Our Skies |

VC: Maybe I have an entirrre shipping wall

RS: | It is Too Late | They have been Unveiled |

ID: pff ashen what.

VC: Gasp

ID: hard pass.

VC: Pherres has caught me out

SA: who are you shipped with, VC?

VC: Haha

VC: No one!

SA: liar.

VC: No, rreally

RS: | She Said | Her Plans have been Dashed | of a Charming Pale or Ashen Quad |

VC: I have somehow escaped that - hahaha

RS: | I am Making No Assumptions Here | RS: | Only Taking Her at Her Word | =:B |

VC: except forrr my clearrrly entirely serrious inclinations towarrrd Hadean.

ID: oh pelase schoolfeed us pheres. master of quads.

RS: | Only if You Say Please |

ID: i just fucking did.

RS: | I am Not Certain | what Pelase Is |

VC: Oh please, grrreat Pherrres, masterrr of quads

ID: smartmouth. =:I

VC: do tell us yourrr wisdom.

RS: | =:B |

RS: | | Wait | What Wisdom | ? |

RS: | I have Lost Track of This Joke |

VC: I'm surrre we will all benefit.

ID: your wisdom of alll the quads.

VC: About quads, you absurrrd dweeb.

ID: you're more successful than us poor pupas.

VC: Werre you not paying attention.

VC: Clearrly we all need your guidance.

ID: with our bleak empty quads.

SA: a negligent teacher.

ID: =:'(

VC: Except perrhaps SA, who seems to be a harrdened veterran

SA: yes, with my many quadrants. All filled. all flawless.

ID: sa is the idol we must all aspire to.

SA: hell no.

SA: i am not allowed to have quadrants. simple.

VC: SA, why won't you accept ourrr - what

SA: it leaves plenty of room for judgement

VC: Why

RS: | Haha | Oh My | RS: | SA has to Share Their Wisdom | ! | I could Give You Advice | But

RS: | Wait | Why | ? |

SA: i'm more interested in RS's advice.

ID: ahahah no romance because judgement. that's new.

SA: I mean because i can make no relationship faux pas i can judge you all i'd like.

VC: Hah

ID: sa has no advice so cough up yours pheres.

ID: no backing out now.

ID: we said please.

RS: | Oh | Heavens |

IA: Is every-one sharing relati-onship advice?

ID: not everyone, just pheres.

RS: | Yes | We are Absolutely |- ALL -| Sharing Relationship Advice |

RS: | Please Start | IA |

ID: you've never had any other quads ever? =:/

IA: --Oh dear

ID: share the one quad knowledge then! plenty of sageness to ingest.

RS: | I mean | Of Course I've had Past Quadrants | RS: | But | So have You | ! |

IA: Always kn-ow where y-our quadrants live in case -of emergencies?

ID: ahahah guess again.

ID: my quads are salted withered husks.

RS: | Oh | Come On | RS: | You've never Had a Quadrant At All | ? | Ever | ? | RS: | You're Older than I | Aren't You | ? |

RS: | And | IA | Haha | RS: | That is Sage Advice | I will Second | =:) |

ID: nah. i'm just not a good catch clearly!

SA: what salt did you use for that? himalayan pink or sea?

RS: | Oh | RS: | | I'm sure It's Not That | Haha | You are Perfectly Lovely | and Will Find Someone Eventually |

CC: I mean, I haven't ever had a pro=per quadrant! CC: But I think I'm also= yo=under than yo=u, Pheres. ／(=⌒x⌒=)＼ CC: So= it pro=bably do=esn't co=unt fo=r much.

RS: | For Each Square |

ID: the salt that burns your feet if you step on it bare.

SA: delicious.

RS: | ! | ! | ! | How have You |- NOT -| had a Quadrant | Kit | ? | RS: | That seems Implausible |

CC: !!

RS: | Or | Like Everyone You Know has Exceptionally Dreadful Taste |

CC: I mean, I've dated peo=ple before!

VC: What have you all been doing, I've had a matesprit and a moirail and I spent six sweeps of my life almost entirely isolated

ID: man look at pheres so much more baffled by cc. it's almost like they don't think i'm a good catch.

CC: It just never really wo=rked o=ut?

ID: =:'( =:'( =:'(

SA: VC Show us the way.

IA: Perhaps it just never has happened?

VC: hah

VC: They did not worrk out

IA: I haven't held a quadrant in sweeps.

VC: Though both did last for sweeps

VC: So they werrre good rrrelationships

VC: But unforrtunately even good things end

ID: ...this better not be a joke where your quads were actually your fronds all along.

IA: It's n-ot a particularly bad thing if -one d-oes n-ot have a quadrant.

VC: Wow, and I thought nobody could be morrre tasteless than Laledy

VC: Good job

SA: your life is neither jeopardized or enriched by not having one, as a child.

VC: You outdid him

RS: | Haha | Oh | Dear |

ID: what, you've never heard a quad-frond joke vc.

ID: or seen the memes.

RS: | Please Do Not Show These Memes |

SA: "the real quads were the friends we made a long the way"

CC: Pheres, I'm pretty sure that saying that's ho=w yo=u get peo=ple to sho=w them.

ID: oh please pheres it's just a picture of a hand with a caption that they just broke up with their mate usually.

CC: ／(=´x`=)＼

ID: followed by a picture of the opposite frond saying their black relationship is still healthy as ever.

VC: Lorrd

RS: | Good Heavens |

IA: S-o, why were we sharing relati-onship advice?

ID: pheres still hasn't really.

RS: | Oh | Hmph | RS: | Fine | My Relationship Advice | is | RS: | | Um |

RS: | Hm |

IT: Have MANY of little ConsequenCe?

VC: oh no

RS: | That | and Having a Great Many of Little Consequence |

VC: You don't get to give relationship advice at all, Orrrpheo

ID: WOW YOUR ADVICE SUCKS.

IA: That's c-onfusing advice.

VC: though I'm not sure you could do worrse than Pherres

VC: I'm disappointed, Pherrres

ID: even i know that the key to a good relationship is communication.

IT: I was not! I was refering to Dysseu's relationships!

RS: | Haha | RS: | Excuse Me | ? |

IT: I have not HAD a serendipitous relationship, VC >:O

IA: --Oh dear

RS: | So | Please Do not Cast False Aspersions |

IT: I wouldst ne'er Cast Fals Aspersions

IT: Thou knowst this

VC: Wow, I am so shocked by this inforrmation, Orrrpheo

VC: Shocked and rrelieved

ID: woowww pheres. woowwww.

IT: Thou dost seem familiar, VC

ID: you think not talking to your moirails a lot is good?

IT: I assure thee, I meant no harm to thy quadrantmate or thyself

VC: What, me? Neverr - what

IA: I'm afraid I agree with ID -on this.

RS: | Talking to Them Too Much is an Entirely Separate Problem |

IA: Talking t-o y-our quads and feeling c-omf-ortable talking t-o them is imp-ortant.

ID: hahah woowww.

RS: | That is All | =:| |

ID: uh-uh. =:/

IA: I d- n-ot think it's a particularly bad thing, if the tw-o inv-olved are receptive en-ough t-o -one an-other and it d-oes n-ot upset -one -of them.

RS: | Oh | Make Your Line-Faces | Hadean | RS: | You'll see What I Mean When You Get One | =:) |

IA: Alth-ough I d-o fully rec-ognize that I d-on't have much experience. I've -only ever had -one m-oirail.

ID: ohh i could throw some harsh shade right now.

ID: but i'm nice! so i won't!

IT: Prithee, do so!

RS: | Yes | Please |

VC: go forrr it

RS: | I am Sure We are All Riveted to Hear Your Fascinating Insights | RS: | on Quadrants that You have Never Had |

ID: you sure about that pheres.

RS| =:P |

VC: I'm surre I'll be enterrtained

ID: i mean. you had two moirails.

IT: Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh

ID: haaaddd.

IT: 😮 😮 😮

IA: --Oh dear

RS: | Haha | RS: | Yes | And One is Deceased | And | Well | RS: | Sipara is Sipara |

RS: | I am Afraid You will Have to Try Harder than That |

RS: | If You Want to Give Shade | =:B |

ID: i mean how do you lose sip?

ID: she seems the type to put up with a lot of shit!

IT: I also feel out of synC! Thou and Sipara have separated? Didst ask a surgeon to do the deed?

ID: i guess by not talking to her because you fear getting close to her.

IA: IT, I d-on't believe they mean medically seperated, but have br-oken up as quadrant mates.

RS: | | Hahaha | RS: | Yes | I Meant That | =:B |

RS: | We have been Separated Since Her Delightful Little Romp with Muireach | RS: | So | Ah | A Perigee or Three |

IT: Nay, I didst mean it as a joke as well! But ahhh, hm.

ID: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ i think deflecting blame on to anyone but yourself is an issue everyone has with you so i won't take it personally pheres.

VC: Oh my

VC: Quite the statement to thrrrow arround, Hadean

VC: What's yourr rrebuttal, Pherres

ID: aww man i probably super upset him. it's just words!

RS: / as always / I am a bit busy / dealing with / oh / Work / ? / RS: / But my rebuttal is / LOL / RS: / Go bicker with Cennef / Hadean /

RS: / instead of repeating Lucina's tripe / =:) /

ID: someone who knows him confirm if his changed quirk means he's upset.

VC: Well, you heard the man, he said LOL

VC: The greatest trump of all

RS: / why in the world / would it mean I'm upset / ? / RS: / That is silly / Haha /

RS: / and / yes / precisely / =:P /

ID: you're still quirking weird so. =:/ so i feel like. upset.

ID: you do know it's okay to tell someone to, y'know. back off and shit.

VC: ...in all serriousness I concurr with Hadean

RS: / oh / heavens / does changing my quirk for convenience bother you that much / ? / RS: | Here | Then |

ID: most trolls don't just up and change their quirks! it makes the rest of us. uh.

ID: uneasy.

VC: How _darre_ you do such a thing, Pherres

VC: Inconsiderrate

VC: How could you inflict this sufferrring on a poorrr unforrtunate trroll.

ID: ugh. =:/ i'm sorry if i got too harsh on you.

RS: | No | That's Fine | That is Merely Your Personality | RS: | Perhaps You should Apologise for Your Insistence on Prying into My Romantic Life | Instead | ? | RS: | Or | Mm | Explain | ? | =:\ |

ID: first off the shit with emerel was kinda. trying to figure out if there was a way to get him to stop without telling him flat out to stop?

ID: because with usual trolls flinging another quad in to things will end shit right down.

RS has attached ACTUALLYWORKING.PNG to the chat! RS: / mm / might I remind you that you and Lucina contacted Emerel /- PRIOR -/ to any of your ill advised shenanigans with him / ? /

RS: / the picture is to save comments on my supposed state of upset / just so you know / =:1 /

ID: oh well that was because you called me a liar.

RS: / oh / heavens / because you are a paragon of honesty / and your honour felt besmirched / ? /

ID: damn straight.

ID: also why are you working when the world is gonna end.

RS: | =:1 |

ID: well pheres, tell me when i have lied! if i am such a liar.

RS: | We're not going to Die to An Asteroid | That would be Silly | RS: / And / Mm / I don't Think I Need To /

RS: / especially / Since You just Did / =:1 /

ID: uh-huh, we'll see when we're all dead.

ID: i did?

LL: Dude, speak for YOURSELF. If that thing gets any CLOSER, I'm BOOKING it.

LL: Fuck THIS joint, I got other places I can be.

ID: well now you have to take us all with you ll!

LL: SORRY, dude, there's only ONE ID I'm dragging up with me, and it's not YOU.

LL: Find your OWN ride! Mine's all FULL.

RS: / yes / ! / RS: / and / well / make sure you stop by before you flee for your life / LL / ! / you wouldn't want to miss the fair /

ID: aww fuck it. guess we all have to die sometime.

ID: when did i lie?

LL: Of COURSE! LL: Faire first, THEN abandoning the planet.

LL: I promised you a SWORD, didn't I? >:D

RS: | And You Did | ! | =:B |

ID: still wanna know where i lied. =:I

RS: | You are Awfully Het Up about That | Aren't You | ? |

ID: can't just call a troll a liar without proof!

LL: PRETTY sure he was talking about the end of the world thing, dude.

RS: | Absolutely |

ID: uh-huh. =:/

#c:hadean #c:yerman #c:pheres #c:cennef #c:laledy #c:prisma

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EE: Wheeew, ånyone else feeling the recent heåtwåve?

EE: I just wånnå weår tånk-tops ålreådy but I cån't, so i'm DYING

ID: fuck the heat. seriously i traveled out of the desert to just end up in a muggier hot hellpit.

EE: Ugh muggy is even worse EE: So får the heåt here hås been dry, but I know we're in for å night of humidity ånd I dreåd it!!!

ID: it's like being in some giant's sweaty armpit around here. =:I definitely take dry heat any day.

EE: Omg, truuuueeeee

ID: ...fuck why didn't i think of that.

ID: you're a genius, uh.

ID: ...whatever your name is.

EE: Båsill!

ID: basill then. you're a genius.

EE: å genius tråpped in å not-cold-enough office TToTT

ID: complain to the boss about getting a better ac. that's something you can do, right? i've never worked in an office. you are working there. right? and just. slacking off talking to a chatroom?

EE: I åm the boss :'( EE: I'm on my lunch breåk

EE: ånd the åir works fine, but everyone else gets cold ånd complåins

AA: A N D R O U N D O N E B E G I N S.

AA: haha, j/k, they'rne fucking w/ each othern rnight now.

AA: fyi, loserns, name's siparna and i am yrn friendly neighornbornhood brnokern forn tonight! AA: pls place yrn bets now on if you think scrnuffy ass jade is gonna win, orn bighorns mcgee. AA: caegarns, beetles and chip trnansferns arne A L L accepted. >:}

AC: Ø .u. phew, I don't want to miss it Ø

SA: i believe in hadean.

AC: Ø .n. I don't want to bet against Emerel but I feel like it'd be mean to bet against Hadean too Ø

SA: I put all the money in my pocket on Hadean.

SA: which is a large amount, apparently.

SA: I will be seated on a different part of the stands, by the way.

EE: I'm not much of å gåmbling gål

AA: lmfao, phern's not paying attention, maidel. AA: he's too busy seething and wrninging his mitts in the stands. >:P

AA: you can T O T E S bet on whoevern you want.

AA: and wait, prni, wherne arne you sitting?? AA: come sit w/ us!!

AC: Ø .u.! yes! I'm with Sipara Ø

AC: Ø On the sitting with us thing Ø

EE: Go sit with them, it's good to måke friends!

SA: but we're using text to chat anyways...

AC: Ø and pfft. .u. that's true, Sipara, but Emerel might backread and he would never forgive me if I bet against him Ø

AA: and ee, yrn lame and that's fucking ternrnible. AA: wtf's the point of having blue cash if you ain't gonna flash?

AC: Ø bragging rights? .u. Ø

EE: I håve bills to påy :(

AA: and we arneee, prni, but, like. AA: if you sit overn herne, you can sharne ourn F O O D.

SA: ...

SA: okay, i will come.

AA: fuck yrn bills. AA: who needs bills? AA: go sleep in a

SA: wait a moment. I will find you.

AA: Y E S S S

EE: ånd I owe PP å nice lunch bc låst time I took å bet I lost

AC: Ø ouo!!! Ø

SA: here i am. feed e.

SA: love me marginally less.

AP: My money's on the red guy.

AP: Please make him less pretty, red guy.

EE: Shoot, lunch is over :'( EE: Hope the fight goes well

AA: y, y. dnw abt my hearnt level, brnah, we arne thrnowing food into you until we rnaise Y RN S. AA: rned hearnt orn fucking bust. >:}

AA: and aww, ty. AA: it will.

AA: i mean, not forn emernel, lmao.

AA: >:}

VA: Hey

VA: I fŏrgŏT T'say, buT i'm aT The faire righT nŏw

AA: !!!

AA: !!!!!!!!!!!!!

AA: come see the fight!!

VA: ŏk, where ya aT?

AA: we'rne up in the AA: uh, bottom rnow, by the gate. >:}

VA: I'll head ŏver Then

VA: And I'm gŏnna say iT nŏw. VA: I am nŏT wearing a cŏsTume, sŏ yŏu're jusT gŏnna lŏŏk like an ass if yŏu Tell me hŏw "auThenTic" ŏr "rusTic" I lŏŏk

AC: Ø .n. I hope nobody does that! Though...most people are dressed up pretty fancy, hopefully not? Ø

AA: lmfao. AA: y, y, we will rmemebern. you arne always abt that 24/7 cosplay life. >:}

VA: ŏhhh my gŏd

VA: A Tunic dŏesn'T mean cŏsTume

SA: to some people it is.

SA: I don't think anyone will, though, AC.

VA: They're cŏmfy

VA: I Think I see yŏu guys

AP: It depends on who you ask. AP: A tunic is a costume piece, at least.

AP: Maidel, are you here?

AP: A ...very sparkly seadweller bought most of my stock, but I saved you a few things.

AA: n, she's watching the fight, dude, keep up.

AP: I'd like her to answer that, thank you.

AA: lmfao, 'kay, enjoy yrn rnesponse in the next thirnty.

AP: I will.

AA: a~and looks like they'rne actually.. mb.. gonna stop shit-talking and starnt fighting. AA: gee whiz. AA: ... n, false alarnm, still gabbing.

AA: booooooooo.

SS: (Oh em gee, the natterin's the best part, pal!)

SS: (Why you gotta be a killjoy?)

AC: Ø I am! I'm talking to a lot of people though. .u. Ø

AC: Ø but ooh! thank you Ø

AC: Ø ...oh, I think I see Gliese talking to that seadweller Ø

AC: Ø Huh Ø

AA: dude, n, shhhh. AA: say hern name thrnee times and she'll pop out of the ethern to bug us!!

AP: Gliese, Gliese, Gliese.

AA: jokes on you, dude, gotta have hern last name in therne, too. AA: but good trny, herne's a starn forn effornt. https://ih1.redbubble.net/image.13056045.3033/flat,800x800,075,f.jpg

SA: that star makes me angry.

SA: Look at it.

SA: It can't even try itself.

AP: I think that's a good star.

AA: awww. AA: chillax, brnah. AA: let me, like, ftfy.

AA: http://i.imgur.com/cGIay9e.png

AC: Ø I...don't think so, she looks pretty busy with that seadweller. And pffft. Those are some sad stars. Ø

VA: This is jusT awful

SS: (Sipa, negl... http://i.imgur.com/iRDM4n8.png )

AA: oh my god.

AA: O H M Y G O D.

AA: y. amazing. a+. prni will fucking love it.

VA: WhaT dŏes iT say?

SS: ( http://i.imgur.com/I4Ktcaf.jpg )

AA: but also, considern. AA: https://68.media.tumblr.com/8e2668725f5bdbf4a68f95a179462600/tumblr_inline_nxkqgwmYFJ1tn0tli_540.png

AC: Ø these are some rude stars, my goodness Ø

AA: which one, vatty?? >:}

VA: Dŏ nŏT

LL: ( http://i1.kym-cdn.com/photos/images/masonry/000/325/925/ca7.png )

AAA: don'tcha see how darnk they arne, maidel? AA: this is what happens when you don't have a pale, dude.

SS: ( https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQTg6TYtpdVKWz85f1ZkRS2TamK5gQDIQPIrh62UQrNgl9Kr_C4 )

VA: And any ŏf The picTures hŏnesTly, I can'T read a single ŏne

AA: yrn language gets | Positively | Drneadful | >:P

AC: Ø ... .u. I have no idea what my not having a pale has to - PFFF Ø

AC: Ø Oh now I get it Ø

AA: >:}}}}}}}}}

AC: Ø Don't worry, Vatrra, they don't say anything important. Ø

AC: Ø Sipara's just being silly. Along with SS. Ø

VA: Sŏunds dangerŏus

AC: Ø the stars can't hurt you, only insult you umu Ø

AC: Ø they're just sad and mean Ø

VA: I meanT Sipara being silly

AC: Ø OH, hahaha Ø

AA: http://cdn2-www.craveonline.com/assets/mandatory/legacy/2013/02/man_file_1042548_3dc.png

AA: >:}

AA: okay, okay, enough starns. AA: we want nemorne, therne's lals fucking head herne.

AA: he's got, like, what...

AA: five horns herne.

AA: that's prnactically enough forn a starn. >:P

SS: (Nah, pal, don't you remember? Last time you checked, I have eight. (\eue/) )

VA: Hŏly shiT

AA: y, well, that's bc i counted beforne i snatched 'em off, duh.

AA: c'merne and i'll snatch the rnest of 'em, too. >:}

AC: Ø but Sipara, we're already about to watch a fight .u. Ø

AC: Ø I'm sure they can make space in the ring for that one later. Ø

SS: (Also, like, I totes can't fight. (\qnq/) It'd up and mess up the face you made me. Too bad, totes sad, mb next time. (\unu/) )

AA: well, shit, i didn't sprnay you w/ sealant, did i?? AA: gdi. >:{

AA: w/e, w/e, we'll fight L A T E RN, obvs.

SS: (Insert obnoxiously unsubtle fist pump at my narrow escape from certain death.)

AC: Ø huzzaaaaaah ouo Ø

AA: help, help, i'm being smotherned by a woolbeast.

VA: Happens sŏmeTimes

AA: >:"{

VA: Cry all yŏu wanT, ThaT's yŏur lŏT in life nŏw

VA: An armchair

AA: wherne the fucks' yrn rnusty solidarnity? herne i am, being, like, supern crnuelly C U L L E D in frnont of yrn verny own gandernbulbs, and yrn like. AA: trnoll darnth vadern. all stoic and shit. THIS IS YOUR LOT IN LIFE. AA: CRY ALL YOU WANT.

AA: well, jsyk, i am fucking weeping. AA: you just can't see it b/c my faces bein' eaten by hairn.

VA: Dŏ yŏu see hŏw much hair I have?

VA: I am nŏT sympaTheTic Tŏ yŏur siTuaTiŏn

VA: AT leasT yŏu have sŏmewhere cŏmfy Tŏ die, ThaT's nŏT sŏ bad righT?

SS: (Nm, I take it back! Pheres can up and help me defeat Sipa, she's clearly no match for us.)

AA: wtf is this trneacherny??

AA: someone narnrnate the fight forn me, i can't see shi.t

AA: shit.

AA: ffs.

SS: (It ain't treachery, it's tactics.)

AC: Ø They haven't come to blows yet but they're both holding out their weapons at each other. Ø

SS: (LOL. I'll be your oculars, pal. (\eue/) )

AC: Ø Probably not long now. Ø

SA: it is very disappointing.

AA: lmfao. AA: y, get the fuck down therne, lal. AA: be my seeing eye trnoll.

SA: I wish they would just get to the quick.

VA: Me Tŏŏ

AA: you and me both, prni.

AA: and v.

AA: wherne's the blood??

AC: Ø In the future. .u. Ø

AA: , , . n .

AC: Ø .M. Ø

AA: ònó

AC: Ø hahaha Ø

AC: Ø that's a great face Ø

AA: i am helping you make yrn emojis GRN8, dude. >:P

VA: -M-

VA: Was ThaT an emŏji

AA: omg, yes.

AA: gj, gj. >:D

AC: Ø that was a great emoji ^m^ Ø

SA: Oh, there they finally go.

SA: a miracle.

AC: Ø Red vs. green, dun dun dunnnn Ø

SA: the battle of ugly christmas colors.

AC: Ø Prisma, oh my god Ø

AC: Ø ...not wrong though .m. Ø

SA: are they not--

SA: see.

AC: Ø I feel _bad_ calling Em an ugly christmas color but .m. Ø

AC: Ø I mean Ø

AA: hey, girnl, don't feel bad forn telling the trnuth. >:}

AC: Ø .m. I mean he's not an ugly christmas color but. it is kind of funny in that context. Ø

AC: Ø ... .n. I hope he doesn't read this and get mad Ø

AC: Ø I mean, I'm green too, I can't really talk Ø

SA: yes but your green is more tolerable.

AC: Ø Em's chrome is nice...I mean, jade is better than olive. but. that's really nice of you to say!...I'm conflicted. .n. Ø

SA: embrace it. who cares what emerel feels about it.

AC: Ø .n. he's my friend Ø

AC: Ø I don't want to upset him Ø

SA: everyone here makes fun of everyone else.

SA: I dont think they will mind.

AC: Ø .n. I try not to though. I always feel bad. Ø

AC: Ø I don't mind if people make fun of me but I always worry about hurting someone. Ø

AA: giiiiiirnl. boy. bb.

AA: em dgaf.

AA: prnomise. >:}

AC: Ø ... .m. how long have you known him Sipara? Ø

AA: dude, have you hearnd phernes talk abt him??

AA: haven't even met him, and i feel like I'M the one quadded to the guy by now. >:P

AC: Ø Sometimes! Ø

AC: Ø Pfffff Ø

AC: Ø he's so tall, I think you'd have to like, get on a stepstool .m. Ø

AC: Ø ...though he's not nearly as tall as Riccin I guess Ø

AC: Ø I don't know _anyone_ as tall as Riccin Ø

AC: Ø ...except for one troll but I'd rather forget she ever existed Ø

AC: Ø So, Riccin Ø

SA: they are too tall.

SA: This is troublesome.

AC: Ø .u.! you know Riccin? Ø

SA: oh, no, but if they are taller than emerel they are too tall.

SA: I meant the fight, also.

AC: Ø Pfff - oooh crap. and Riccin is _much_ taller than Emerel, by...gosh, must be a foot, or almost Ø

AC: Ø and they're yellow! it's surprising Ø

SA: oh, he's bleeding.

SA: oh.

AP: Oh.

AA: welp!

AP: Shit.

SA: good.

SA: i enjoy this turn of events.

AA: L M A O.

AA: wow, didn't think you werne the blood thirnsty kind.

SA: it means Hadean is winning, doesn't it?

SA: surely no one expected this to be clean. that isn't how fights work with sharpened weapons.

AC: Ø ;N; Em Ø

SA: he will be fine. surely there are doctors here.

AC: Ø I saw a yellowblooded one .n. Ø

SA: he could have moved anyways, but he decided to unwisely make an offensive move when it would have been more intelligent to disengage or release the weapon and counter another way.

SA: Unfortunate.

AA: don't lose yrn shit, maidel, we alrndy got one mess on the stands. >:P AA: calm down, he's a mossball, he'll be fine.

AC: Ø ... .n. I guess Ø

SA: you can also look away if you wish, Maidel.

SA: I will give you a play by play.

AA: chilllll. he's obvs a totes bb at this, but eyy. AA: look on the brnight side, he'll be total pity-bait with that sornt of scarn.

AC: Ø I wouldn't. Em is my friend. Ø

SA: You can even hide in my shoulder if that helps.

AA: lmao, oh my god.

AA: prni. prni, if they'rne hiding theirn face, you don't wanna AA: give them AA: no, n/m, go ahead.

SA: emerel is the real winner of the fight emotionally.

AC: Ø .n. Emerel is the winner of first knife wound, more like. Ø

AA: c'moooooon, don't think of that.

AA: think of how much money some suckern made betting on the jade forn firnst chrnome. >:}

AC: Ø .n. wheeeeee Ø

SA: why do people call it chrome...

AA: awww.

SA: why not blood.

AC: Ø ...why didn't he dodge... Ø

AA: bc he's a newbie, duh.

AA: classic rnookie mistake. think yrn tough shit and get a knife to the gut.

AA: happens to, like, half of 'em. >:}

SA: did you make that mistake sipara.

AA: .. and blood's a highblood ternm, dornklornd.

AC: Ø But Em does these fights all the time. Ø

AA: lmfao, y, i totes did. AA: when i was S I X. >:P

SA: oh see that's a much more resonable time frame.

AA: ikrn?

AA: that's when yrn supposed to get all yrn gutwounds overn and done with.

AA: when yve still got yrn entirne pre-adolescent pupation to carnrny it off. >:}

SA: oh right. you all pupated.

SA: hm.

AA: ..........................

SA: regardless, Maidel, i am sure they both knew what they were signing up for.

SA: so just enjoy it.

AA: what, did you grnow in a vat, clonebb?? >:P

SA: shh... the fight.

AA: 😢 AA: 🤐

SA: is he stepping on his hair?

AA: y.

SA: couldn't that break his neck?

AA: naaaaaaaaaaaaah. who the fuck goes into an arnena w/o like, a detachable brnaid??

SS: (Sure, pal, if Hads up and tried real hard-like!)

AA: hads prnobs took a rnazorn to the frnonds just forn that.

SA: someone who is very attached to their hair.

AA: !!!!!!!!!!!!!

AA: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SS: (Mother grub's saggy chesticles, HAH)

AA: i am in fucking love. AA: soz, lal, you arne eternally rneplaced, that was the wornst fucking thing i have evern hearnd and i fucking love it.

SS: (Best fight ever.)

AC: Ø ...you know, I can't even pretend to be surprised Ø

AC: Ø this is just how this is going Ø

SS: (S'cool, pal, but we're officially on for fightin on accounta: n, fuck you, he's mine.)

AC: Ø I am resigned now Ø

SA: I am greatly beginning to wonder who it was that decided that this was a nonlethal fight and yet allowed a psion with lethal abilities and unblunted weapons to be used.

SA: this is strange, and unnecessary.

SA: it would be like telling a soldier to go easy on a street fighter and yet standing by in horror as the injuries escalate.

AA: is anyone herne hornrnified?? AA: nobody uses blunted weapons in fights, dude. therne's no point to 'em if _someone_ ain't bleedin'. >:P

AA: no one's gonna pay to watch two fuckerns stand arnound in a cornern and hit each othern w/ sticks. AA: it's like, idk, cirncle rnacing. ppl pay forn the opporntunity to see someone get fucked up!

SA: what's the point of bleeding if someone doesn't die.

SA: it's a waste of time amd resources.

AH: to have fun, you goddamn twat

AH: ever heard of that

AH: though I'm fucking let down by Em right now

AA: lmfao. you bet on him?

AH: Lol, no

AH: I didn't know what Hadean's psi was until now, I'm no fool

AA: also, stfu beforne i crnam those twigs you call horns up yrn ass. AA: don't use that language w/ prni. he's fucking delicate.

AH: oh shit, my fucking bad

AH: Lol, big words coming from nubs almighty

AH: did you steal those from a wriggler?

SS: (Shit, pal, s'called 'wait your damn turn'!)

SS: (FIght's ongoing rn, ain't no need to be disrespectful-like.)

SS: (I'm sure there's, like, a proper queue somewhere.)

AA: y. you found me out. gotta steal all my mean jibes frnom the wrnigglerns. AA: i'm just sweet as fucking sugarn w/o it. >:'{

AA: and lmfao. y, rnight.

VA: IT's a gŏŏd fighT, nŏbŏdy is dyin'

AH: I meant your horns, brainless

AH: considering how minuscule they are

SA: oh, yes, because the chat needed another edgy pissbaby.

SA: tell me more about how much of a badass you are, AH.

AH: nah

SS: (LOL) SS: (Super delicate, y.)

AH: you don't deserve stories of my cool stunts

AA: he's got a delicate constitution, brnah.

AA: >:P

VA: SA is cŏŏl

SS: (Hey, pal, I ain't said nothin disagreeable!)

SS: ( (\uwu/) )

VA: I wasn'T direcTing ThaT aT yŏu SS, yŏu're fine

SS: (What? You sayin I ain't cool??)

SS: (Hashtag rude.)

VA: I'll leT yŏu knŏw when I reach a decisiŏn

VA: I'll send yŏu a cerTificaTe even

SS: (That ish better be notarized, pal, or else I ain't gonna know it's legit!)

VA: Yŏu knŏw iT will be

SA: regardless, i mean more to say that fun and practice can be attained with sparring with equal effort exerted and just as much skill gained.

SA: this is borderlining blood sport. it's painful to watch two people hold themselves back for the sake of attrition.

AH: lmao why'd you even come then

AA: y. to the cull matches arne way bettern, tbh.

AA: and pay bettern.

SA: When we sparred on the colonies it was either murder or handicapped practice.

SA: Because Hadean is my friend, and I will be there for him.

AA: but eyyy, therne's totally a benefit to, like, shitshows like this, dude. AA: it takes S K I L L to maim someone w/o just culling them.

VA: I like Th'nŏn-leThal ŏnes beTTer

AA: shit's a goddamn arntfornm.

AH: wow that's the first thing you've said that isn't just blah blah blah

SA: i suppose so Sipara. But i am hard pressed to see this drag on.

AH: fair enough

VA: Sipara has a gŏŏd pŏinT, maiming wiThŏuT culling is a fine line

AA: you need to hide yrn face in someone's shouldern?

SA: It just seems illogical to me. but that is fine.

AA: bc the left one's frnee. >:P

SA: no, it isn't like that.

SA: it doesn't make me sick it just makes me sick.

SA: ?

AA: >:?

VA: yŏu cŏuld Try Tŏ Think ŏf iT as sparring if iT helps

AA: prnotip, dude, squeamishness ain't just puking in the bushes.

VA: I dŏubT eiTher ŏne 's Them will cŏme away frŏm This wiThŏuT learning sŏmeThing

AA: .. also, lbrn herne, it's less funny now that, like, hads is getting hit.

AA: booooooo.

AA: and y, va, i agr

SS: (I mean, I'm up and learnin plenty tonight, vocab-wise.)

SS: ( (\eue/ ))

VA: Likewise

SS: (But, shit, all I ever learned from fightin's that you gotta get 'em down afore they get their fronds on you.) SS: (Idk what the pointa sparrin is when you end up effed up permanent-like if you ever let someone get that close irl proper-like.)

SA: usually violent stabbing and battering isn't part of sparring.

VA: IT can be if yŏu're dedicaTed

SA: dedicated or foolish.

VA: Usually ya have armŏr ŏn if yŏu're gŏing fŏr blŏŏd Thŏugh

VA: Like, armŏr armŏr

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