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New York: Day 7
MEULIN: -She can't quite sleep; her dreams have been sort of weird. It's not too unlike usual, but having been bashed through a wall and dealing with serious pain in her ribs isn't the best for rest either. Her sylladex is back, so she's got her overhead light on and her notebook in hand, scribbling new lines. She's writing about Dave and Karkat currently, because they won't answer in the bulletin feed. She's anxious.-
JOEY: =Ugh, plane rides always threw off her sleep schedule, now more than ever since it had been near a decade since the last time she was on one.=
JOEY: =Seeing Meulin's light on, she weaved through the aisles until coming up to her row, sleepily rubbing an eye.=
JOEY: having a hard time zonking out too?
MEULIN: !
MEULIN: -She had kept the glasses on idly, but words scrolling across the screen startle her a little with how "quiet" it had been for some time.- OH... -clears throat, trying to be quiet.- MMHM...
MEULIN: -glances over at looks at Joey more fully- HEY, SO... WHERE DID YOU COME FROM?
MEULIN: I MEAN... NOT SUPER LITTERALLY. BUT WHERE HAVE YOU B33N? BEFORE NOW.
JOEY: tons of places, really...
JOEY: i lived on alternia for quite a while before bouncing between earths and alternias
JOEY: and now im finally back where i started :)
MEULIN: HAVE YOU NEVER B33N TO BEFURUS? -chirps with interest, wiggling in her chair to face Joey more fully-
MEULIN: -she doesn't seem to quite be grasping the plurality. She thinks it might just be a glasses typo-
JOEY: oh....no I dont think so
JOEY: my travels were stuck between the two switching back and forth
JOEY: thats actually a correlation I never really thought about... it's something to tell jude when he's awake haha
MEULIN: OH??
MEULIN: WHY BACK AND FURTH THERE?
JOEY: =is the seat open next to Meu? if so she's taking it. Funny enough, she found trolls easy to trust, having lived around them for so long. But Meulin was a stranger.... WELL, not for long!!=
JOEY: well see, it all starts with a long story, but the abridged version is that ive been trying to find my way back
JOEY: from different universes
MEULIN: -IT SURE IS, until Joey takes it.-
MEULIN: DIFFERENT MEWNIVERSES? -knits brows- I GUESS I'VE B33N TOLD A LITTLE ABOUT THAT... BUT IT S33MS SO SILLY...
MEULIN: NOT THAT I DON'T BELIEVE YOU! IT'S JUST... I GUESS IT'S HARD FUR ME TO MAKE SENSE OF.
JOHN: -he's been listening for a little bit, he didn't want to interrupt- it's the real deal, meulin. jake showed me a picture and everything.
MEULIN: ?! -LOOKS AROUND FOR JOHN.-
JOHN: -he's right here. he waves-
MEULIN: -OH HI-
JOHN: haha, sorry i didn't mean to startle you. i was listening to joey.(edited)
MEULIN: SO PEOPLE ARE JUST... HOPPING AROUND ALL WILLY-VANILLY?
JOEY: oh...im guessing different universes are common knowledge here? hehe i thought i was revealing a whopper of information that would totally blow your mind out of the mind ballpark
JOHN: hey i don't know about all that. all i know is jake is from a different universe too. and he showed me a picture of dirk from a different universe.
JOHN: but as far as i know he only went once. he didn't just...ping pong around like you're saying.
JOHN: -eyes her curiously-
MEULIN: OKAY, SO THIS ISN'T JUST MIND BLOWING FUR ME. GOOD TO KNOW. ~(=^. .^)
JOHN: my mind equals blown.
JOHN: -mimes the "mind blown gif thing"-
JOEY: oh
JOEY: well ping ponging might only work under very specific circumstances JOEY: at least in my case
JOEY: did jake come through a doorway?
JOLENE: ... -shifts a uncomfortably where she's sitting nOW THAT I'M PAYING ATTENTION-
JOHN: man...i don't know. i never asked him.
JOHN: sorry!
JOHN: don't worry though. you'll get to talk to him soon when we go get him.
JOEY: i hope so :)
JOEY: it would be an interesting conversation
JOHN: so uh, what was it like being a human on alternia?
JOHN: i mean tbh it sounds pretty terrifying.
JOEY: the trick is not to be a human on alternia ;)
JOHN: 👀
JOHN: -???-
JOHN: okay now you've got me all intriguied.
JOEY: well as long as you look the part, walk the walk, and talk the talk, trolls can be easy to fool =glances over at meulin= no offense
MEULIN: NONE TAKEN, WE'RE FURKING WEIRD.
JOHN: haha wow. really? so you slapped on some horns and face paint and that fooled the alternian authorities.
JOHN: wow. great job guys.
JOEY: well learning the language, registering as a maroon, and getting a sustainable job was a touch harder, but =shrugs=
JOHN: -raises his eyebrows, impressed.-
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[SPEAKING OF TRAVEL PLANS, it's been getting a little bit harder to keep going the direct path they've been going in this plane-- between the border patrols protecting against the CANADIAN RESISTANCE LEAGUE and the ships that keep passing them by-- often requesting identification or confirmation of some kind-- it's been getting downright dangerous. The fact that they wound up in the middle of Ontario just to avoid some of the heat is beginning to make this a harder affair than it should be-- especially since they can see several other blips on the plane's radar rapidly approaching them.]
JOHN: -observes this bullshit- aw man...........
MEULIN: -after all her restlessness, she actually ended up falling asleep at last, leaned over with her head in Joey's lap, snoozing soundly. Prr prr.-
JOEY: =She's also sprawled in the chair, one hand on Meu's shoulders and a bit of drool running down her chin. A beautiful sight. Are the passengers able to hear the blips? Or see "blip" scroll across glasses in a lovely marquee?=
[The restfulness is interrupted by a few shrill chimes... it would seem the blips are getting MUCH closer. And much more interested in getting a straight answer out of this vessel.]
ROSE: -She sits up abruptly, waking from some kinda dream where her eyes are open, glancing around the cabin.-
JAMISON: =WHAT THE HOODLY-DOODLY? Is Jamison or Jolene driving either way he's ALERT and peeps at the radar= We seem to be the hot new thing in the clouds!
[ PLEASE IDENTIFY YOUR VESSEL AND ITINERARY]
[also it's jamison if u want it to be]
MEULIN: -She is deaf to the chimes... at least unless something else wakes her up.-
JOEY: =She jumped in her seat at the sudden shrillness of it. The movement may be enough to rouse her.=
JAMISON: =What should he do... should he LIE? He'll lie. Takes on a weird high-pitcher voice= Oh.... hullo!
JAMISON: We're simply a jerky craft delivering jerky from questionable products as anticipated bipbip right right! =Casually flies... how many are there? AIRFIGHTING is much more of a delicate dance than fighting on land and sea... it requires...... surprise=
JOEY: =she's rubbing her face, trying to wake herself faster=
[ There's a good four of them... and it IS a cargo vessel. So it's not exactly handling like a dream...]
JAMISON: =AUGH=
[ There is some mumbling and rustling on the other end.]
MEULIN: -snorks and CHIRPS out of her sleep, ears perked despite nothing to listen to.- WHAT...?
MEULIN: WHAT'S WRONG? -adjusts sunglasses on her face-
[ 'warning shot?' 'yeah dude warning shot' ] [ ' should i do it or--'] [ 'YOU ARE BOTH COWARDS'] [that one was less of a mumbled rustle as it was a scream, as a missile flies directly towards their tail.]
[ ' OH HEY GUESS WHAT ASSHOLES, GUESS WHAT, KOLETA DOESN'T KNOW WHAT A FUCKING WARNING SHOT IS, BIG SURPRISE']
[ the one who evidently named the shot and is ALSO evidently named Koleta shouts something back.]
ROSE: I-- I think you can cut the com channel.
JAMISON: Frigs Koleta! =SWERVES plane=
JOEY: =she puts a finger to her lips, signing "Contact" and pointing to the cockp--= JOEY: =SCREAMS!=
JAMISON: =HE KICKS IT=
[ There is a muffled BOOM as the plane shakes. But the blips are getting closer-- at least there's no obvious major damage.]
MEULIN: ~(=ΦェΦ) !!!
MEULIN: FURK!!!! WHAT WAS THAT???
MEULIN: ARE WE BEING SHOT AT???
JAMISON: We may very well have to make an emergency landing, all!
ROSE: Slightly.
JAMISON: Perhaps if they clip us with another missile we can use debris as a cover while they chase the bum plane on auto-pilot!
ROSE: We're... not too far from a town. I think. -She squints at her phone.-
ROSE: That's actually a good plan.
ROSE: We can lay low and secure another transport.
ROSE: And they may possibly believe we're dead.
JAMISON: Right-o!
JAMISON: In which case everyone brace yourselves for a good bailing! =He'll have to pay attention and time this right=
[BOOM. BOOM. And then, BOOM. it sounds like the other three pilots were all showing of that thEY know what a god damned warning shot is.]
ROSE: I--
ROSE: Do we have... parachutes?
ROSE: I haven't been able to do much, since the falls.
JOEY: yes! =flinches at the booms=
MEULIN: -reading as fast as she can- BAILING??
MEULIN: -scrambles out of her seat-
JAMISON: Of course, no good explore leaves without one!
JOEY: they seem a heck of a lot bigger than bullets though!
JUDE: -absolutely has a parachute? you never know when you're going to need one.-
JAMISON: =He's so proud of his kids....=
JOHN: well uh, i can carry a few peeps but a big group might be a target.(edited)
ROSE: Right. Right. Visual cover or something.
JOEY: =She ducked out into the aisle and began throwing open compartments to see if there's anything useful in there? like additional parachutes.=
JOEY: =calls over to jude= we should skydive until we reach a safe distance from the ground to avoid being sitting targets in the air!
JAMISON: I do have a raft which could cover a few souls!
JAMISON: =Hide them behind a raft falling out of a plane.=
[There's some supplies! There's actually a flaregun in there, some walkie-talkies... not that they've needed them, since they have communicators.]
JOHN: oh hey good idea!
JAMISON: =SOMEONE GRAB THOSE WALKIES HE'LL TAKE EM APART AND MAKE EM GUNS AND BOMBS AND GUNBOMBS=
JOEY: =He likely knows this of course, but everyone knowing their game plan is nice= JOEY: =She scooped them into her sylladex anyway.=
JOEY: =brilliant minds=
JAMISON: =Good on ya Joey!! :D =
[BUT NOT THE FLARES JAMISON??]
JOHN: - flips the raft on its side and holds on to it firmly- well anybody without a chute grab on tight!
JAMISON: =YES OF COURSE, they do well for lighting people on fire=(edited)
JOHN: the egbert airline express is ready for take off! :D - salutes-(edited)
ROSE: -Takes a deep breath and grabs onto it.-
ROSE: It cannot possibly be worse than going over niagra falls.
JOHN: smooth rides guaranteed. sorry no peanuts. (disclaimer: smooth ride not actually guaranteed.)
JAMISON: Those with be sure to cover yourselves with the chunks blown clean from our very own flyer!
[ SOME MORE MUFFLED BOOMS. Hitting the aircraft, in fact. And less muffled. And more shaky.]
ROSE: ...Yes. Good timing. -SLAMS THE BUTTON TO OPEN THE CARGO DOOR-
JOHN: nyoom! - SCREAMS THE WORD NYOOM, double checks that everyone is grabbing on and then JUMPS-
JAMISON: =He waits for all to vacate in the smoke and wreckage= GO GO GO!
JOHN: - It's not as difficult to hold on as if they were simply falling. it's more like going down a VERY VERY long and steep slide with the Breeze carrying them- pchoooooo!
JAMISON: =Once they've gone he sets the plane on auto-pilot and dives for the door as well, covering his body with some debris and free falls. Doing spins to appear like normal wreckage.... gotta committ=
[The planes don't seem to pick them up-- all going directly after their cargo plane. They probably see them whooshing overhead, following the trail of smoke and fire.]
JAMISON: =Excellent, he ditches the debris and dives a little closer to the ground before deploying his parachute=
[ Prepare for a ROUGH LANDING. They're near a road-- one that hasn't been upkept all that well, but still a road no less! And a sign of nearby civilization.]
JOHN: - now that the danger seems to be gone he enjoys the rest of the ride, holding onto the raft tightly and at the last second, laughing and flipping the raft over so they land on it-(edited)
MEULIN: -WELL SHIT THEY SURE ARE FALLING. She can almost sort of hear a little bit of this with what tiny hearing she has left, with all the wind whipping in her ears.-
JAMISON: =DOOF! But he doesn't blow out his shins! He's hastily folding the parachute up and shoving it back in his dex, it can be used later!=
[There are MULTIPLE DOOFS.]
ROSE: -kind of wheezes as she looks around...-
ROSE: ...About half a mile south.
ROSE: Is. The town I mentioned.
JOHN: -remains spilled over on his back, looking up at the sky upside down.-
JOHN: great day to be in canada, eh? weather looks fine, eh?
ROSE: John, please.
ROSE: You were practically Canadian already.
ROSE: I've met your father.
JAMISON: Mighty fine weather to be not where we were! =Dusts himself off and looks ahead=
ROSE: I'll agree to that.
ROSE: -She rubs her back, sitting up and looking around. A moose is staring at them, knowing no fear.-
JOEY: =floats to the ground shortly after, Meulin in her arms=
MEULIN: 333333!!! (ノᄌ<。)
MEULIN: -no less than CLINGING to Joey. she glances at the sky to see if their plane is going to spiral down and explode somewhere, since it's likely she won't hear it. She is sort of distracted by that moose, though.- (´⊙ω⊙)
JAMISON: =A MOOSE? WHERE!!=
JAMISON: =Instantly distracted=
http://i.imgur.com/DqDLwfq.gif
JOEY: look at that majestic creature JOEY: :D
JAMISON: =Slides out his knide slowly=
JOLENE: -NO!!-
JAMISON: =WE NEED TO EAT=
JAMISON: (Sssshhhhh.)
MEULIN: -shakes her head, freeing the fur hair.- B33 ARE B33. -crawls off of Joey to prowl...-
JAMISON: =MEULIN gets it!=
JOEY: D: =but it's a moose!=
JOEY: =earth wildlife!!=
JAMISON: =Imagine the honor it'll have to be our meal then..... also if it's running... he's in pursuit=
[THIS HERE EARTH WILDLIFE STARES AT THE APPROACHING MORTALS PEOPLE]
JOEY: =WE MEAN NO HARM OH MOOSE GOD! i mean, meulin and dad proabably do but wow please dont eat us=(edited)
JAMISON: =Hello dinner!=
JAMISON: =He's approaching with fists raised. Giving it a chance to FIGHT for it's life=
JOEY: =s otp=
JAMISON: =HE'S GIVING IT A FAIR SHOT=
MOOSE: -oh it will. IT CHARGES HEAD ON-
JAMISON: Have at thee future meal deal! =He watches this charge and is gonna try to duck under the horn charge to CHOKEHOLD a moose=
MOOSE: -NOT FOND OF THIS ARRANGEMENT!!! IT TRASH-
MEULIN: -SHE'S FLANKING THE MOOSE!!!! and then pounces from behind. EN GUARDE.-
JAMISON: Whoa there! =Is thrashed and HAWs at Meulins pounce=
JOEY: D':
MOOSE: -IS TACKLED TO THE GROUND BY A CATPOUNCE-
MEULIN: -CLINGS TO ITS HAIRY MOOSE BUTTOCKS WITH CLAWS-(edited)
MEULIN: -also, BITES ITS BUTT.-
MOOSE: -WOW????-
MEULIN: - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g5GnMR2EB54 –
JAMISON: =They'll try to make this quick mighty beast. Once Jamison gets a good foothold in the snow he's going to try and end it swiftly with his old man muscles=
MOOSE: -DEAD-
JAMISON: =DROPS IT= Well then! Dinner well caught!
JAMISON: :D
ROSE: There was a town nearby.
ROSE: So we could have—
ROSE: Actually, nevermind.
ROSE: Good work.
ROSE: -GOTTA KEEP MORALE UP SOMEHOW-
MEULIN: -HUFF PANT. Her glasses went flying in the midst of this so she misses that too. Retracts claws and offers Jamison a HIGH FIVE.-
JAMISON: =HIGH FIVE!!= :D
MEULIN: - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6YMPAH67f4o -
JOEY: =if a baby moose walks out of that forest she's gonna cry=
MEULIN: .... -veal-
JOEY: =NOOOOOOO!=
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ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0427
JAKE: -sitting around the atrium, toying with the control box of some machinery contraption he's been working on. A small scale transportalizing system to pitch as an upgrade to the ship. He is busy poofing fruit from one platform station to the other, recording voice to text notes as he goes along.-
MITUNA: -He's really been practicing this skateboarding thing a lot lately, and it seems as if his coordination is actually improving. In he kickflips and beams straight for a guard rail to grind on. He's gonna get it this time.-
JAKE: -tweaking with one of the portals who has sadly victimized this apple by transportalizing its fleshy insides on the outside of its skin. Squinting at the troll as he attempts to shred along that guard rail. That is not the intended use, sir.-
MITUNA: -KISS HIS GRITS. He's grinding the FUCK out of this rail. Gnarly, radical, on the board he's magical. As he grinds, sparks fly and soon he's dismounting and screeching to a halt. HE DID IT. VICTORY SCREECH! Death metal noises-
JAKE: -The squinty eyed looks persist, if grow unimpressed.- Heavens to friggin betsy mister mituna roll. Disturb the peace much? -drags the husktop over to work with the infernal coding now that the platform was cleaned. All this violent apple gore, honestly.-
MITUNA: DUD3800F D0 Y0U KN0W H0W L0NG 1V3 833N PR4C71C1NG 7H47
JAKE: No??? Why the heckle would i know something like that?
JAKE: I can assume it was a long long while. -tip taps at the keyboard-
MITUNA: FUCK Y34H 17 W45 4ND 1 JU57 0WN3D 17 L1K3 80N353PH
MEULIN: -she followed the smell of apple guts. now she's sniffing around the place and casually reading all this yelling happening on her glasses.-
MEULIN: -casual....-
JAKE: So it was kind of impressive. -admits reluctantly.- But still rough and rowdy as all bad bucks!
JAKE: -there's a cat sniffing around. Why she sniff?-
JAKE: All i say is there is a time and place for everything. -a banana now appears on the transportalizer pad, sliced clean in half. Horizontal-wise, for the record.-
MEULIN: -WIDE EYES AT BANANER.-
MITUNA: MY 713M 15 N0W
MEULIN: WHOA...
JAKE: Gah... now thats not supposed to happen. -more furious typing.- >8T
MEULIN: -pokes at banana halves....- IT'S A BANANA SPLIT!
MITUNA: WH47 7H3 FUCKL35HUFFL3 4R3 Y0U D01NG -rolls over-
JAKE: -mustache flutters as he snorts- Hah! Hahaha!! Good one!
JAKE: Science my good man! And physics! Clearly something you know everything about.
MITUNA: -Well he used to pilot so....yes-
MEULIN: -picks up the banana halves and trots over to Jake to plop down next to him. Awkwardly peels a banana half and offers it to him.-
MEULIN: -stares Mituna in the eyes while doing so-
MEULIN: - :33 -
MITUNA: -He waggle him brows-
JAKE: -chomps banana half while working. This is normal.- Why thank you! -muffled chewing.-
MEULIN: -just holds this banana for him- YOU'RE WELCOME!
MEULIN: -nibbles the other half, CASUALLY.-
MITUNA: -Are they, enjoying the willies?-
MITUNA: -Takes a seat with them-
MEULIN: -it's SO GOOD, MITUNA.-
JAKE: -He's enjoying himself, there's no doubt about it.-
MITUNA: 1 571LL R3M3M83R 50M3 57UFF 480U7 PHY51C5 -Admittedly it's mostly a jumble of formulas and theorems that he can't un scramble for his life.-
JAKE: Hah! Well its more than i can string together apparently.
JAKE: You can hope a lot of shit but you cant hope science stops working!!!
JAKE: Or you can rather. By why would you?
MITUNA: F0R 7H3 K3K
JAKE: Cake? -He likes cake.-
MITUNA: 87U 175 N07 3V3N Y0UR 81R7HD4Y
JAKE: Well shuckaroni dude! Youre right about that! -When IS his birthday... oh yeah. December.-
MEULIN: BUT HE WANTS TO LICK THE ICING OFF.MEULIN: (^・ω・^ )
MITUNA: K3K K3K K3K K3K K3K K3K
MEULIN: STOP KEKING AT ME MEWBLORD.
JAKE: ????
JAKE: Im partial to eating the cake by a good two to one crumble frosting ratio myself actually...
MEULIN: -SNRK-
MEULIN: SO YOU WOULD SAY YOU WANT TO BITE IT?
MITUNA: Y0U C4N7 H4NDL3 MY 70P K3K 5CRU8
JAKE: Surely! Unless you expect me to scarf it whole???
JAKE: Talk about a furious type belly ache later.
MEULIN: ∑ ( ✪ ᆺ ´✪ )
MITUNA: 5H0V3 17 4LL 1N Y0UR F4C3 47 0NC3MITUNA: L1K3 4 PR0
MEULIN: NO YOU.
JAKE: Well i can damn well try! -laughs- Ill swiftly cross it off my bucket list!
MEULIN: -she's leaning up to try to feed Mituna her banana half now.-
MITUNA: -Licks the tip then swallows it-
MEULIN: -bruh-
MEULIN: (=ↀェↀ=)
JAKE: -totally missed that, he was thinking how funny it would be trying to stuff his face with cake.-
MEULIN: -GREAT, NOW SHE'S JUST. STEWING IN THIS REALITY ALONE.-
MITUNA: -Om nom snarf mmmmm banana-
MEULIN: -looks at Jake like DID U SEE THAT but no. no he didn't.-
MITUNA: -Casually leaning in to get a better look at Jakes coding. He nosey-
MEULIN: (ノ///<。)
JAKE: -It just looks like organized keysmashing, honestly. He is definitely not the best at it but DAMN IF HE DOESN'T TRY!-
MITUNA: -Wait shit some of this actually makes sense-
MITUNA: 4 L07 0F Y0UR L1N35 4R3 5UP3RFLU1D0U5 4ND R3DUND3RM1FFL1N
MEULIN: ... SAY WAT.
JAKE: Well damn if i dont know THAT. None of this robotic coding bishisty is my forte exactly! Im only working on the concept of the thing after all.
JAKE: I figure something to show is better than nothing.
MITUNA: 7H3Y M34N 7H3 54M3 7H1NG 4ND 4R3 UNN3C354R1LYMITUNA: 1M 7RY1NG 70 H3LP 833F 8U77
JAKE: Excuse if its a little hard to make out the lines as they run together. Honestly it all just looks like nonsensical gabbledegook to me!
JAKE: But through text to voice it makes some sense? -waves him off.- Ill figure it out captain criticism. Sheesh!
MITUNA: -He rumbles. He UNDERSTANDS kinda but he wants to help make it BETTER-MITUNA: F1N3 WH473V3R
JAKE: -glances at him.- You sound peeved sir.
MITUNA: N03P JU57 G0NN4 W47CH YU0 FUCK UP FRU17 R0Y4L1LY
MEULIN: UM....
MEULIN: WHY DON'T YOU WORK TOGETHER?MEULIN: (^●ㅅ●^)ﾉ -let's bring it off-
JAKE: -snorts grumpily- Id do that normally i dont need some gumhosey science experiment. Trust me!
JAKE: AND id sooner double up on a project with a school yard bully! So no!!!
MEULIN: WHAT ABOUT A YARD SARD BULLY?
MITUNA: N07 MY F4UL7 Y0U 8L0W H4RD3R 7H4N M08Y D1CK
MEULIN: (^./.^)
JAKE: Chris fucking kringle man. You really dont know how to put a lid on it.
JAKE: I mean id say BITE ME but i am still brunting the scars from last time! So no thanks sasshole!!!!
JAKE: Keep it to yourself if you dont mind! -smashing at these keys in a way that is sure to make the coding very messy and aggrivated looking.-
MEULIN: ... YOU BIT HIM?
JAKE: Youre damn right he did! Hes not some goofy loveable sendoff everyone makes him out to be. Check out the chomper he left! -holds out his forearm momentarily for her to inspect the long healed up scar.-
MITUNA: H3 W45 PUNCH1NG M3 1N 7H3 K1DN3Y
JAKE: You know!!! I cant remember what the reason was for the argument but it was a damn good reason or else i wouldnt have flipped my shit. Im not the flip shitter kind of fellow!
JAKE: I was raised on good manners.
MITUNA: H35 L173R4LLY 7H3 833F1357 455H0L3 1N 3X1573NC3 1 H4D 70 G0 70 7H3 M3D 84Y
MEULIN: -GASPS-
MITUNA: Y0U W3R3 R4153D 0N D1CK5
JAKE: I was NOT raised on dicks you take that back!!!!!
GRANDMA: -enters at that exact moment-
MEULIN: (◐ ω ◑ )
MEULIN: OH HI, GRANDMA!
GRANDMA: :) -oblivious-
MEULIN: -this is her grandma too. isn't she everyone's grandma???? that's how human relations work RIGHT??????-
GRANDMA: hi meulin! -waves. also, yes. she is everyone's grandma.- :o
GRANDMA: -peeps on what jake is working with there... waddles over.-
MEULIN: -chinhands like yes we were talking about being raised on dicks-
JAKE: -Grandma enters at the exact right moment which is good. Jake was getting ready to start another kidney bash. His jimmies are looking ruffled.- Huff. Hello grandma dearest...
MITUNA: Y0U W3R3 R4153D 0N G14N7 FL0PPY V31NY 5W347Y D1CK5 G0 84CK 70 Y0UR D1CK 5W4MP D1CK 0GR3L0RD
MEULIN: (^◔ᆺ◔^)
GRANDMA: ...
GRANDMA: ummm...
JAKE: ...In front of my grandma??? Oh HELL SPITTING NO MOTHERFUCKER THIS LINE IS OFFICIALLY CROSSED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! -slams down the husktop, or throws it rather because he is tackling Mituna to the ground.-
GRANDMA: !!!!!
MITUNA: CR055 D33Z NU75 444444444444444UUUUUUUUUGHHHHHHHHH -Is tackled but he starts whapping him with his skateboard-
MEULIN: (^./.^)ﾉ
MEULIN: I DON'T EVEN...
MEULIN: -thinks about it for a few more seconds... isn't she KIND OF security now maybe? Like. Half security. Maybe she should do something about this???-
JAKE: -is going apeshit getting bashed with a skateboard but sending his fists flying in every direction, colliding his knuckles at every body inch of douchebag he can reach.- RRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
GRANDMA: JAKE STOP!!!!!!
EQUIUS: -Walks in, takes stock of what's happening and fades into the void-
MEULIN: SOTP DOING THE THINGS!!! -yes she said it just like that. She's grabbing onto the back of Mituna's shirt and trying to DRAG him across the floor away from Jake.-
MEULIN: -KITTEN LIFT!!!!-
MITUNA: -He's swinging this board as hard as he can at Jake's face-
MEULIN: ᕙ(=｀ｪ´=)ᕗ
MEULIN: NOOOOOO???? -SLING DRAG the opposite way-
JAKE: -kicks and flails with wild mighty abandon- IM GOING TO SHAFT MY FOOT UP YOUR ASS AND GIVE YOU A REASON TO TALK SHIT YOU INSUFFERABLE YELLOWBELLIED CURR-- -OOF. Takes the board to the face and gets the glasses knocked off his face.-
MEULIN: -she WILL haul this busy bee into the air!!!!!!-
MITUNA: FUCK Y0U -Gets dragged off-
GRANDMA: -helps meulin out by getting her arms around jake and hoisting him into the other direction too.- jake goddammit!! stop... flailing!! >:/
GRANDMA: -STRONG GRANNY-
MEULIN: -THANKS GRAN-MEULIN: -they flex-
MITUNA: -CHUCKS HIS SKATEBOARD AT JAKE-
MEULIN: MEOWTUNA!!!!!! -YOWLS it-
MEULIN: (^・x・^)
JAKE: FUCK YOURSELF MAYBE YOUD BE BETTER COMPANY YOU FUCKING SHIT OF AN ASS PIMPLE!!!!!! -IS LIFT, unable to see but knows this is his granny so he doesn't struggle TOO MUCH. Did he just throw something at him? He didn't see it.-
MITUNA: Y0U P0783LL13D 5H178R15K371NG FUCK KNUCL3 D1CK 5N1FF1NG 455 CL0D -He is a feisty bee. Let him fight the mountain-
JAKE: WHY IS IT ALWAYS DICKS WITH YOU????????? WHO THE FUCK RAISED YOU???????????? FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MITUNA: Y0UR M0M
MEULIN: -well now she is sort of biting at the back of Mituna's neck to try to make him CHILL THE EFF OUT. this is how her mom did it.-
MITUNA: -It's too late Meulin. He fliptuna-
MEULIN: -plops him on the ground also to try to sit on him-
MEULIN: -she fat cat-
MITUNA: -Loud and colorful swearing followed by an oof, a slight pause, then more flailing and loud swearing-
MEULIN: (=^-ω-^=) -this works-
GRANDMA: -waddling away while she's half carrying and half dragging this lorge boof of a grandson... until they're a decent distance away and drops him so she can tug aggressively on his ear.-
JAKE!! you need to calm down right now!!
MEULIN: -licks his head-
MITUNA: -Stops. Why she lick me?-
JAKE: Yooowch! Yowch! Grandma! -he yell, realizing now he definitely tastes blood and must have split a lip with the board to the face.- Owowowow okay!!!! Okay!
MEULIN: (^･o･^) -SLORP.-
MITUNA: -Grumbling things like "FUCK that shitblaster ten thousand" and "Why does everyone like him he's the worst and such a goddamn waste where's the other Jake."-
MEULIN: -she purr soothingly. shhhhhh little nerdlet-
MITUNA: -Essentially saying the MEANEST possible things.-
MITUNA: -Is entirely too riled up.-
GRANDMA: -wow good thing she can't hear that mituna she might she drop you herself...-
GRANDMA: -cups jake's face gently after she seems to calm down enough and fusses with him- you're bleeding...
MITUNA: G37 0FF 0F M3 -Pushes at Meulin-
MEULIN: MMMEOWPE.
MEULIN: NOT UNTIL YOU STOP BEING SUCH A FRISKY'S.
MITUNA: G37 7H3 FUCK 0FF -He's not too gentle with these pushes-
MEULIN: MRGH!
MEULIN: NO!
JAKE: -big old watery sniff because he's still riled up and he's being forced to stand still with gentle hands. Damn all these high emotions.- No... im not! Ive gotten out of worse scrapes i swear it! -tries to struggle away from her.-
MEULIN: -boops one side of her shades so she can message other Faculty Members. These things are nifty for more than one reason.- I'VE GOT A FRISKY MISTER HERE IN THE CATRIUM.
MITUNA: G37 7H3 FUCK 0FF 0F M3 -He doesn't want to hurt her but it's clear he wants her OFF-
MEULIN: MRRRRR! ARE YOU GOING TO BEHAVE IF I DO??? MEULIN: I CAN'T LET YOU GO THROWING SKATEBOARDS AT PEOPLE!
MITUNA: G37 0FF
MEULIN: WELL OKAY.
MEULIN: -she keeps sitting-
MITUNA: G37 0FF G37 0FF G37 0FF G37 0FF 0F M3333333
MEULIN: -more aggressively booping shades- HE'S FURRY FRISKY!!!!!!!!!!!!!
GRANDMA: -lets go as he squirms- i know you have sweet pea but that doesnt change the fact that you're bleeding... :(
GRANDMA: won't you come back to my room with me? i'll get you some ice. and porthos wants to see you!
MITUNA: -Shoves Meulin really hard- 1 541D G37 0FF
GRANDMA: -looks over at meulin and mituna warily-
MITUNA: -If it's not clear, he's pretty much freaking out now.-
JAKE: -wipes the smear of tears and blood off his face with the back of his hand. He's not exactly in a good place to argue.-
MEULIN: -OOF. that kind of hurt and it sure sends her leaning for a second but she's solid enough that it doesn't send her completely off. she's kind of freaking out too, unsure what to do with him?? eventually she decides she has no idea how to handle it actually and just leaps up and backs away clear of him-
MITUNA: -He scrambles back from her quickly, eyes darting around before he pushes himself up and fumbles out. Most likely to his room where he feels safest.-
GRANDMA: -waits for mituna to scurry away before she starts escorting jake back to her room, casting meulin a sympathetic look and a quiet "thank you" over her shoulder as they leave.-
MEULIN: -and she's just standing there, watching him wander off, and she doesn't see Grandma, but the words sort of register on her glasses. they don't exactly register with her, though. she still feels uncertain, and there's no one here to make sense of it.-
EQUIUS: -Fades back in to see if the coast is clear to get some tea. There is a lone cat. Good enough.-
EQUIUS: D --> Meulin -Regards the kitty-
MEULIN: -she kind of JUMPS at the sudden presence in the corner of her eye-
MEULIN: -looks up at Equius with wide eyes behind her shades-
EQUIUS: D --> Are you okay
MEULIN: -that question takes some time to process, too. she realizes she doesn't know how to actually verbalize what she's feeling, so she just looks down before shaking her head.-
EQUIUS: D --> Would you like some milk -Soft horse sigh-
MEULIN: ... -nods-
EQUIUS: D --> Okay -Gestures towards a table and moves to it, uncaptchaing a bottle of malk and gently undoes the top-
EQUIUS: D --> Is your current state due to the f001ishness that occurred in here earlier
MEULIN: -she's immediately reaching for the bottle and sucking some down. it helps drown out the salty taste in the back of her throat.-
MEULIN: ... YES.
EQUIUS: -Of course. The h001igans.-
EQUIUS: D --> What happened
MEULIN: I DON'T KNOW.
MEULIN: LOTS OF. FLAILING.
EQUIUS: D --> Captors tend to do that
MEULIN: ... -she doesn't know what else to say. it's easier to drink milk.-
EQUIUS: -Pours himself a glass of milk. This calls for cookies and carrot cake. He will grab them. All of his movements are precise, practiced and careful to be as gentle as possible.-
EQUIUS: D --> From what I've known, this is not their first incident. Their actions are not a reflection upon you
MEULIN: ... THEY FIGHT EACH OTHER LIKE THIS A LOT?
MEULIN: -she will absolutely take a cookie-
EQUIUS: D --> This will be their third or fourth incident, I believe -Forks some carrot cake-
MEULIN: AREN'T THEY SUPPOSED TO BE IN TROUBLE?
EQUIUS: D --> It seems as if no one gets in trouble on this ship anymore unless a fatal injury is involved -Grunts and eats cake. Such a bitter horse at the tender age of 13-
MEULIN: -double frown-
MEULIN: ... BLEH.
EQUIUS: D --> I surmise it would be hard to punish Mituna, due to his status. However, it's no e%cuse
MEULIN: WHAT'S HIS STATUS?
EQUIUS: D --> Oh, right, you weren't here when it happened. My apologies. He was the original pilot of the UU. We were attacked by the Golden Prong and sent careening towards a star. He used his psionics to steer us from its gravitational pull. He hasn't been right since the incident, well as right as he was to begin with
MEULIN: -WIDE EYED- ....
MEULIN: OH...
EQUIUS: D --> It still does not e%cuse rabble rousing
MEULIN: MAYBE...
MEULIN: HE PROBABLY... JUST N33DS HELP TOO, RIGHT?
EQUIUS: D --> I can't say. Probably
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RUTH: -Here she is, knocking on Jolene's door. It's a surprise visit, except not really in the scheme of things.-
JOLENE: *and jolene is peeved, oh is she peeved! far too much to register the fact that they've landed on locas, and thusly remember her old friends awaiting her here, so when she answers the door it is, in fact, a total surprise.*
JOLENE: oh!!
JOLENE: ruth!
JOLENE: *she smiles wide, despite her frustrations.*
RUTH: Jolene.
RUTH: Shall I come in?
JOLENE: please do! *waddles aside for her*
RUTH: -she glides in, hands folded over one another in front of herself. she pauses somewhere mid-room.-
RUTH: It's...
RUTH: Been a while?
JOLENE: *she laughs a bit at the inquisitive nature of it.* yes, it has.
JOLENE: it doesn't feel the way to me... i guess it might not feel that way to you either?
RUTH: Not exactly, no.
RUTH: I would guess that is all a part of getting older.
RUTH: Except my frame of reference is a little off.
RUTH: -turns to look at her again-
RUTH: You're understandably upset.
JOLENE: oh... yes. *she wilts a little like a sad pup.* ever since i found out what happened, i've just been storming around my room in a tiff!
JOLENE: but now i just feel a little tired.
RUTH: I suppose now would be a bad time to say I have hopes. A term I use loosely, by the way.
JOLENE: :o
JOLENE: that does mean quite a bit coming from you!
JOLENE: why do you say that?
RUTH: As strange as it is going to sound,
RUTH: This was inevitable for a very good reason.
RUTH: As... terrible as it was.
RUTH: And is.
RUTH: Or will be.
RUTH: This timeline is working in a number of crucial ways.
RUTH: My intention in sharing this is to offer you some comfort, if I can.
JOLENE: ... well, i'm glad to hear it?? it's kind of hard to find comfort in knowing so many people had to lose their lives for "optimal outcomes."
JOLENE: but... so many lives have been lost already. :(
JOLENE: if we're on the right track to something better, that's all i can really hope for.
JOLENE: but i can't help hoping that... my plans will make a difference. and something like this doesn't have to happen again.
RUTH: I wouldn't be the one to stop you from hoping.
RUTH: I have quite a few of my own.
RUTH: So far, they seem to be... mostly succeeding.
JOLENE: *perks a little* that's good!
JOLENE: are there any you can share with me? :)
RUTH: Well.
RUTH: Against my better judgement, it is difficult to say no to you.
JOLENE: hehehe.
RUTH: This is among your many well-honed crafts.
RUTH: I... have a chance.
RUTH: To speak to Roxanne again.
JOLENE: *nod nod* oh, that's right! *and she's been meaning to speak with roxanne, herself...*
RUTH: My hope there is that it goes better than previously.
RUTH: There was an opportunity for it to succeed last time where... it did not.
RUTH: I would like to amend that this time.
JOLENE: *laughs a little again, because even she could tell her that without the ability to see the things ruth can.* i believe in you, ruth.
RUTH: That, I feel, is more powerful than even fate.
RUTH: Thank you.
RUTH: I am also hoping our recent visit won't be extended too long.
RUTH: But that will make sense once we've more than worn out our welcome, I'm sure.
JOLENE: hehehe... well, no offense to all of you, but i'm a little anxious to continue our journey, anyway.
RUTH: I don't blame you.
RUTH: You have a lot to take care of.
JOLENE: i do! but while i'm here... would you be willing to help me hammer out some of the details of my plan?
JOLENE: i'd really appreciate your help. and everyone else's.
RUTH: Conferring with me could be considered cheating.
RUTH: But, naturally, that is why I am for it.
JOLENE: whatever it takes! :P
RUTH: You could return the favor for me, if you're up to it.
JOLENE: i'd love to! *sign her the fuck up for any kind of plotting*
RUTH: -not so much plotting on this end- I might... like someone to talk to.
RUTH: After all this is over.
JOLENE: oh, i see. *expression softens and she nods with a small smile.*
JOLENE: you can talk to me.
RUTH: Thank you. Again.
JOLENE: anytime, ruth... i mean it! i know i'm disorganized when it comes to anything besides my pursuits, but... for you, and for our friends, i will always make the time.
RUTH: No need to mention it. We have that much in common.
RUTH: I can certainly deal with a little disorganization.
RUTH: Ah... But.
RUTH: It is nice. Just to see you.
RUTH: That remains true, no matter how many times I do.
JOLENE: i feel the same way. *she smiles wider. enough of all this. it is time for hugs. here she comes!!*
RUTH: -OH GOSH OH JEEZ. Even when she sees them coming, these things still manage to make her emotional. Some things just never change. Her arms rise, wrapping around Jolene carefully. Then, a little more tightly.-
JOLENE: *well, jolene will not hesitate to give her a nice warm squeeze and a rub to her back. it's as much a comfort to her as she hopes it is for ruth, and she intends to hold it for a good long moment.*
RUTH: -She takes a deep breath, hesitant to move away as well, even while she feels the moment is extending endlessly in her mind. It still seems too short a time, in the scheme of things.-
RUTH: ... I think, with that solid blessing, I am just about ready to get this show on the road.
JOLENE: *pats ruth on the shoulders before she finally draws back as well.* you're gonna do great.
JOLENE: :)
RUTH: If all else fails, I will surely come back for more.
RUTH: I doubt anyone could stand against more than one blessing from Jolene English for very long.
RUTH: I will see you in time.
JOLENE: yes! until then... take care, ruth. *shows her to the door like an excellent host.*
RUTH: -Ruth won't break the fourth wall to shudder at that phrase, thankfully, and instead drifts on out after looking at Jolene one more time for, what she believes, luck.-
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-- weatheringQuerist [WQ] began messaging guardeniaGadgeteer [GG] at 22:58 --
WQ: Hello, Ms. Harley. I am WQ, the Prospitan at your table tonight. I wish to compliment your meal and your home, and your hospitality has been nothing but generous.
WQ: I did, however, also wish to confer with you in private regarding the topic that was briefly mentioned this night.
GG: oh, you're very welcome dear!
GG: i'm here to answer any questions.
WQ: For that I am grateful. I was hoping that as residents of Skaia, previous and current, we could speak. First, I must verify that you do have a plan to liberate your company, and thus the planet, from the powerful hold the Golden Prong has upon it.
WQ: A yes or no would suffice. In fact, I urge that details need not be given. The fewer ears that hear it, the safer your plans will be.
GG: i really appreciate you saying all that. and i can understand why you'd want that confirmation.
GG: i do.
GG: i've had a lot of time to consider all of this.
WQ: Thank you. It is...reassuring to know that it is not only Carapacians who see this as a problem.
WQ: I do not intend to override the word of this captain, and regardless of his decision as to the involvement of our crew, I shall abide by it. Nevertheless, the freedom of my people is my number one perogative.
WQ: They have attempted to resolve the issue with SkaiaNet legally, but unfortunately those who have infected the company have covered their tracks well, resulting in no proof to hold.
WQ: Prospit is a democracy now, and I have watched them grow and rebuild from nothing, just as I have watched SkaiaNet grow and succumb to the cancer. For this, I apologize that I could not do more to save it.
WQ: I am lothe to admit there is still very little I can do.
WQ: But others may speak a different story. The people of Prospit know battle, they know loss, and they know the worth of what they fight for as well as its cost. Ms. Harley, if you have a plan to stop this affliction which plagues my planet, it is beyond any doubt you will have an entire moon on your side.
GG: oh...
GG: that's so beautiful.
GG: thank you so much for saying so. it's... always wonderful to see such compassion in the age we're living in.
GG: sometimes i go so long without seeing any good in the universe.
WQ: There is no need to thank me. I see the strength of your resolve, and I see that you still hold on to hope. Those qualities are so rare now, but they, like compassion, are still around.
WQ: Ask, Ms. Harley, and help will come to you. ^_^
GG: heh... i really think i needed that affirmation.
GG: even if your crew can't help, i'm glad that i did ask.
GG: :)
WQ: Come what may, I am glad you did as well. It was...
WQ: It was touching.
GG: and inspiring, i can see! i'm so flattered hehe.
GG: i hope we can get to know each other better while i'm in your company. i have a feeling we'd get along great!
WQ: The same, Ms. Harley. I wish you a good rest of the night. ^_^
GG: thank you! you as well.
GG: goodnight!
-- guardeniaGadgeteer [GG] stopped messaging weatheringQuerist [WQ] at 01:40 --
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New York: Day 4, Biggest Bite Yet
[ Memories are a bit hazy, fading in and out of consciousness for quite a while. There is the cold feeling of machines, restraints being applied, clothes being replace and sylladexes outright ransacked and stolen. Scans, conveyor belts, shuffling movement-- and being removed from a procession of humans, loaded up onto a truck, and driven elsewhere. ]
[ The world fades for just a bit longer, in the darkness of a chilled trailer... ]
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[🎵 We're coming out to get you. We're oh so glad we met you. We're eating you for profit. There is no way to stop it. There is no way to stop it... 🎵]
[ There's a memory of... makeup. A few touchups. Makeup brushes and some foundation work... to hide some of the bruises and clean off all that seasoning. And clothes being changed? Everything has gotten a lot brighter, as though a dozen spotlights were shining down on them. In truth, the number is a lot more excessive than that, but it's more than enough to begin rousing the group from their chemical slumber. ]
[ Each of them, to the last, appears to be wearing a new shirt. One that looks like this -- http://www.bowlingconcepts.com/media/content/flame-shirt.jpg
-- but with text scrawled across the chest, "BIGGEST BITE YET" ]
???: -There's the distinct sound of cooking utensils, and talking- Alright, so we're just gonna take some of this beer braised pepperoni and cover it with this sriracha aioli.
?¿?: -CHOMP- Oh yeah that's on the money right there.
[ There's a pretty significant audience out there, in what looks to be a stadium mashed with a kitchen set-- an enormous brick oven pouring heat onto their backs, and a kitchen area stocked with EVERY KIND OF FANCY APPLIANCE AND FOOD PREPARATION TOOL KNOWN TO MAN OR GOD. Creme brulee blowtorches. Beaters. Mixers. Blenders. Basters. Tenderizing mallets. An assortment of knives that would put any other to shame. the sound of rushing can be heard, muted but there. ]
[ Something sizzles on a grill. Something smells... delicious. ]
¿¿¿: After the commercial break we'll be getting into our main course, live from Niagara falls. Seeya then, folks!
MEULIN: ...R.... RR.... MEULIN: -The distinct haze of it all is enough to set in an instinctual panic in her before she even knows what's going on, and she's trying to struggle -- not this again.-
ROSE: -she's AWAKE AS WELL. Eyes blinked open. Not stingy anymore, at least...-
ROSE: -She instinctively tries to move, but. Right. The restraints.-
JOHN: -UughRRHRHuuooooooogh.-
JAMISON: =Someone PUT A SHIRT ON HIM. How DARE they. He doesn't lift from the haze he JUMPS....as much as the restraints let him. Looks around=
JUDE: -he's having a time guys, let me tell you-
[ ALSO: their arms are held behind their back in some kind of tight, cookware-safe stretchy material! They're also wrapped up by the ankles. ]
JOLENE: -WIGGLES- what is this?????????
JOHN: a weird, kinky nightmare.
JOHN: -Flexes. Nope. No good.-(edited)
ROSE: Please. Please do not mention kinks. ROSE: I know it's inevitable but I want to wash the very notion from my mind, now and forever.
JOHN: -crap, this is actually real. HOW DEPRESSING.-
DUALSCAR: =Exhales sharply through the gill slits on his neck, all this spice bullshit have made them pretty sore. His voice is raspy as he swears under his breath in ancient Alternian. Time to start flexing and pulling against the restraints.=
MEULIN: DAVE--!? -The name comes out before she's quite cognizant of it, and that alone is enough to jolt her fully conscious, terrified and confused, eyes darting around. She can't hear anyone. She doesn't know what's happening.-
JAMISON: =HOW STRETCHY? Can he stretch them a lot?=
¿?¿: Hey! Would you look at that. It's about time y'all woke up. -Walking over to them is someone, resembling a man. No, he lost his humanity long ago. The frosted tips, the goatee, the Oakley sunglasses. The JORTS!-
KANKRI: -When he wakes up the first thing he is noticing is the restraints and that is terrifying its clear no amount of pulling is going to free them but he sure is trying.-(edited)
MEULIN: -Oh human Jegus.-
ROSE: -she sees the jorts first...-
ROSE: Oh.
JAMISON: Uncuff me at once you well-dressed FIEND!
JOHN: -well dressed? seriously?-
KANKRI: (...Well dressed?)
JAMISON: =He, too, is a fan of shorts=
KANKRI: -And he is a fan of tall pants, that doesnt mean its in good taste.-
JOHN: -STOP COMPLIMENTING THE ENEMY!!!-
JAMISON: =He's an honest man, okay?=
GUY: What's cookin good lookins? Well, rhetorical question. The answer is you! Soon enough at least. I'd suggest not struggling too much. Lactic acid really ruins your flavor, and I know the audience can't wait to get a taste of you guys.
DUALSCAR: =Is the material stretchy enough to let him flex strain pull it towards his mouth?=
KANKRI: -UM.-
MEULIN: -Okay, she remembers now that Dave isn't here, and also... Shit. She can't read these lips well enough, especially while she's panicking.- SIR????? -looks around for Dualscar. SHE NEEDS ORDERS SOMEHOW.-
[ It's fairly stretchy! But it was built with you BEEFCAKES in mind. He can't get it too far, and his arms are behind his back right now, making that difficult. ]
KANKRI: Excuse me 6ut in s9me senses w9uldn't that 6e c9nsidered canni6alism???? -Can he reason with this man?-
[ He COULD potentially try to wrangle it under his legs, but that would be a difficult balancing act with how his ankles are bound, too. ]
JAMISON: =Can he and Dualscar and Meulin GNAW each other free?=
[ Also, Fieri would be there to see him try it. ]
JAMISON: =Oh..... how close is he?=
ROSE: In--
JOHN: so that's what this is, huh? you've just been eating people in front of a live studio audience?
JOHN: that's...that's really unamerican of you!
GUY: -I'm right here my guy-
ROSE: -SIGHS REALLY LOUDLY- ROSE: In every sense it is cannibalism, yes.
ROSE: You weren't mislead on that matter, don't worry.
KANKRI: -turns at john.- ...I think it is m9re then "unamerican." J9hn.(edited)
JAMISON: =WELL IN THAT CASE, he crouches then SPROINGS to BUTT Guy in the face=
GUY: -Leans back-
JAMISON: =DOOF. Right on the ground=
GUY: You're gonna cause some indigestion, I can tell! -Hoists Jamison back up to everyone-
ROSE: How is this going to go down, exactly? Do we have last rites? Last requests? How long is a commercial break for?
JAMISON: =Can he headbutt him like this?=
DUALSCAR: =Hears the "SIR" and flares his fins while struggling with these restraints.= DON'T PANIC. WWORST YE COULD DO.
JOHN: hey you sons of bitches, if you're so hungry why don't you eat my entire ass! -YELLLS-
JAMISON: =HE'S READY TO BRAWL=
KANKRI: -John please.-
KANKRI: That is n9t an ideal 9ffer t9 pr9p9se when he seems t9 already 6e c9ntemplating it.
JOHN: -HE'S JUST...SO MAD. It's making him be less fearful than he should be of his impending doom-
JAMISON: Well this meat is going to be rather hard to CHEW.
GUY: That's a real good idea. Maria? Can you prep the bucktoothed one? I'm thinking a buffalo picante rump roast is on the menu. -Strokes his goatee-(edited)
MEULIN: -She can't hear him, but she does see his mouth moving, at least, and she assumes it's something reassuring. Or so she's going to let herself believe.-
MEULIN: -Think, Meu... Wait, she does have a tail. It's not exactly prehensile, but it's something. She tries to squirm it around to see if it's bound somehow.-
[ The tail is not bound!! It is free to wiggle. ]
JAMISON: =This buck-toothed one?=
GUY: Anyway here's what we're gonna do. Her Imperious Deliciousness is viewing this at headquarters. Now I was thinking: What would be more baller and mirthful than making a couple dishes dedicated to her, made from those that oppose her? Brilliant right? I know. So you guys are my special guests on this episode of big bite. The American people are gonna get some real honest to goodness looks at just how delicious population control can be. Hey! It's a lot more morale boosting than rounding everyone up in dark carnival concentration camps!
ROSE: I defy myself to find this remotely surprising in the least.
MEULIN: -Heck. Okay. Okay. She's going to try to wriggle her tail up her back and then force it down into the middle of these weird plasticy? rubbery? cuffs, thinking that maybe if she applies enough force down the middle it'll slide off her hands or... something.-
JAMISON: Tell Fish-Hitler after we're done baking YOUR cake we're coming to TENDERIZE her rumproast!
[ It might take some doing, meulin. And a little bit of time-- HARD TO TELL if it's going to be quick enough. ]
KANKRI: -Phrasing.-
GUY: That's the ticket! Say that to the camera, we're coming back in three, two, -points at Jamison and walks back over to his set-
JOHN: -RRRRRRGH. He wants to do something to help. He NEEDS to do something. But he's coming up short on ideas.-
KANKRI: If c9nsuming quantities 9f p9pulati9n is h9w y9u intend t9 c9ntr9l the 699ming num6ers I am s9rry t9 inf9rm y9u that n9 9nly is that h9rri6ly unethical 6ut is als9 extremely unhygenic, imm9ral, and thr9ugh 9ut m9st extensive reaches 9f the universe, Ilegal!
MEULIN: -AARRRGGH HECK. Why is he POINTING AT JAMISON??? She's trying not to look too strained as she works her tail at these cuffs, because what else is there to do while she's trapped and confused?-
JAMISON: =He keeps a RAZOR BLADE taped to the roof of his mouth..... did they find that?= I'm not trick pony you be-shaded fraudulent feast-maker!
GUY: Welcome back to Guy's big bite! Live! From Niagara Falls. I've got some special guests here with me that are gonna help me with our main course. Say hi to members of the Unbreakable Union! -Camera pans to them-
DUALSCAR: =Hisses through his teeth. He will say something to the camera alright.= ALWWAYS KNEWW YE WWERE A FREAKY ONE NEEHUI, BUT I'M DRAWWIN' THE FUCKIN' LINE AT PUBLIC VVORE.
KANKRI: -Please refrain from kink shaming, Dualscar.-
[ALL of your cavities were invaded, my dudes. No items, no weapons, final destination.]
JAMISON: =FIENDS=
[ YEAH IT'S PRETTY LEGIT ]
ROSE: -She glances around, trying to find something for her eyes to land on-- tilting her head a little bit and brushing up against one of the draws.-
DUALSCAR: THIS IS WWHAT YER SPENDIN' YER TIME ON? HM? INSTEAD A LORDIN' OVVER A PEOPLE YE HAVVE YER SERVVANTS PUT ON SOME DISPLAY YE CAN FIND ANYWWHERE IN THE DEEP WWEB? YER PRIORITIES ALWWAYS WWERE TWWISTED.
ROSE: -She takes a deep breath, trying to hide it as best as she can as she attempts to brush it open with the gentlest, tiniest psionics.-
JAMISON: =Triesto grab the flexy material between his wrists in his hands. He's going to try wrapping it around and around while maintaining leverage. COMEON FINGERS YOU CAN DO IT=
GUY: -Laughs as the camera pans back to him- You see that? Pre spiced, ladies and gents. So for the first course we're gonna make a hot and sour fin noodle bowl that is to DIE for.
[ Meulin is finding a fair amount of difficulty-- it's given her wrists some more wiggle room, but it's actually hurting her tail a bit to do it. It's some sturdy stuff, only the best for REBELS. ]
[ BRIEFLY, JAMISON'S FINGERS TANGLE by virtue of stretchy shit. IT KIND OF HURTS ALSO. OW. ]
[Slowly, ever so slightly. The drawer opens.]
JAMISON: =HE KNOWS PAIN, FLEXES THROUGH IT. HNNGNG=
JOHN: -Ugh. So many lights in his eyes. He can barely see anything. He tries to access his sylladex, but of course there's nothing in it. But.....they couldn't confiscate everything, could they? He doesn't need his hands to use his wind powers. He focuses on that wall of knives as best he can....and then sends a blast of wind at it, with all he's got. He's hoping to cause a keruffle, at the very least.-
ROSE: -just... ever so slowly... pulling it off its tracks... hovering it towards her. The camera is on Guy and not THEM, exclusively, so they probably don't see the look of intense concentration on her face. She hopes.-
JOHN: -FWOOOOOOSH-
DUALSCAR: OH, THAT RIGHT? ARE YE GOIN' TA USE BOTH SALT AN' PEPPER THIS TIME AROUND? KNOWW WWHAT KINDA BLANDASS SHIT YER LOT CONSIDERS TA BE EDIBLE. =White people, damn... He's seen the memes he knows.=
[ That is a BURST OF STRENGTH from Jamison and a BURST OF WIND from John. Both seem to have their intended effects-- The knives go flying through the air, though in no particular direction, scattering around the set in a distinctive clamour as Jamison feels... SOMETHING beginning to tear. Slowly, but surely. IT'S WORKING. ]
JAMISON: Cripes alive that's savagery! =Burn? BURN! ALSO AAAAA=
[ Meulin may be able to get a hand out at this point as well. ]
MEULIN: -Ah!!! One hand is enough, and in the midst of the chaos, she's trying to use a combination of her claws and strength to get at the restraints on her ankles.-
KANKRI: -You know normally he would say something about all of Dualscars aggressive bullying of this stage persona villain, HOWEVER, its kind of well deserved.-
ROSE: -She pulls something from the drawer, but she can't see it, sliding it with a psionic push to the side and lightly elbowing Kankri.-
KANKRI: -Why is he being elbowed, he quickly turns his head to the side to look at her.-
JOHN: -After the spray of knives, he doesn't see why he should stop causing a general ruckus.Now he focuses on the kitchen countertop.-ROSE: -gestures with her head backwards, as she begins... grinding something metal against her ankles. Well, hopefully it'll cut...-
JOHN: -SWOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH-
JAMISON: =His fingers are probably numb at this point but he's trying his bestest to keep tugs=
KANKRI: -Angles himeself the best he can to see what she is trying to point out and OH, oh yes this is good.-
GUY: Looks like we might have to use a little extra vineg--Oh for pete's sakes! We're doing a show here. -Look at this mess of utensils.-
GUY: Guards!
[ There is a sudden SNAP. two of them, actually. Both meulin AND jamison!!! ]
JAMISON: =HE CAN PUNCH, HE CAN FIGHT=
MEULIN: -Well, there's probably no way to hide what she's doing now, so the moment anyone looks her way, she SPRINGS with a hiss!!! She might not be able to do much to many people, but she can at least be distracting enough that the others might be able to get out.-
JOHN: -Yep. Now seems like a good time. HE RISES. He hopes the camera is getting this.
JOHN: -He's still tied up but floating.-
[You really did it now. I can't believe you've done this. There's the distinct sound of imperial drones marching towards them. The windy one is priority]
JAMISON: =Gonna try to grab one of those wayward knives for his feet, also to cut free his friendos and his BABIES FOR PETES SAKE=
JOHN: -Oh hey look it's Guy! He takes a deep breath, his chest expanding like a studio ghibli movie. and then. FWOOOOOOOOOOSH. He lets it out. It's like a deadly burp.-
MEULIN: -SPRINGS onto a countertop, then another. She's probably sending cutlery and sauces flying everywhere, but she didn't parkour all these months for NOTHIN'.-
KANKRI: -All this action is the perfect time to move and with all these knives about hes grabbing the closest one which happens to be right behind him, thank you rose, a little paring knife. And hes using it to try and cut away the restraints around his wrists.-
JOHN: -He would take a weapon but...he's still tied up. Surprising himself with how much trouble he can get into with zero arms and legs-
DUALSCAR: =Guffaws.= CAN'T EVVEN KEEP YER SNACKS IN CHECK! BLOODY HELL, BUT YE ARE PATHETIC! =He takes one of the utensils being passed around behind people's backs, getting something that feels like a bottle. Is it glass or plastic? This Da’bomb Ground Zero Carolina Reaper Hot Sauce?=
KANKRI: -Hes proud of you John, this is the one time he fully endorses him to wreck shit up.-JOLENE: -wiggles her hands around until she feels a utensil of some kind?? she doesn't really NEED to see, she's gotten out of stickier situations with less. stabs what happens to be a CARROT PEELER at the restraints on her ankles. HHHRRNG. this might take a while...-
[Guy mostly looks unamused and disgusted with Johns latest display. A drone grabs him and restrains him. Another is going for this cat on the counter. NO KITTY THAT'S A BAD KITTY]
KANKRI: -Hacks harder at his wrist restraints when John is grabbed.-
JOHN: - He's not going down without a fight. He shoots up, and then back down, trying to get this drone off his back-(edited)
DUALSCAR: =This might be glass. And in that case, shards would be more useful right now in getting out of these restraints. He braces himself and tries to fucking smash this bottle against his own back to shatter it. If he can he will get a shard and furiously try to slice through the restraints.=
JAMISON: =Are his feet free with the knife business? If so he's gonna DECK the top off a drone=
[Kankri, you better work bitch. This Drone is not letting John go. It's a smaller drone, the runt of imperial drones really. It starts bonking him on the head. Cut it out! Dualscar is successful in breaking the glass but also cutting his hands with broken glass shards. There's hot sauce in everything YOWCH. It's da bomb, dawg. Jamison now has the freest feet in the land, drone dome goes SPINNING. Clank clunk!]
JOHN: -is BONK'D. Wow that really fuckign hurts. He screams-
JOHN: -IT'S AN ANGRY SCREAM but also a scream scream.-
JOHN: aaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAa -wow john can really scream-
KANKRI: -HES WORKING AS HARD AS HE CAN. How long does it take to cut these restraints anyways?-
DUALSCAR: =Inhales through his teeth because jesus christ that smarts something fierce, earfins flaring and twitching backwards. Regardless he got what he wanted, and he's immediately going at it to slice thru these restraints.=
JAMISON: =How heavy is it? He's going to THROW this drone at another one and RIP his shirt off= COME AT ME YOU MECHANICAL FISHTLER DRONES!!
[ Speaking of people getting FREE, it's just like shucking an oyster. With a carrot peeler. Which is to say DIFFICULT, SURE, but Jolene can feel some significant progress going forward-- a slow tear and then a SNAP. At the sound of John's shouting Rose, too, pulls herself up, hefting what appears to be a... potato masher. LESS THAN IMPOSING. She flings it psionically at one of the drones. ]
ROSE: Damn it.
[ Kankri's getting AWFULLY CLOSE. Just so close there sport!!! HANG IN THERE. ]
MEULIN: -She's trying to scramble up what is presumably the upper cabinet of this false built-in TV kitchen area. PARKOUR KITTY RESUMES. YOU'LL NEVER CATCH HER, COPPERS!!! Maybe.-
KANKRI: -Hes awfully discouraged by the fact that someone with a carrot peeler beat his tiny knife, but he isnt stopping!! Aggressively hacks and cuts at his restraints with even more determination.-
[ The drone after her seems to have gone into a full on, bull-style charge in her direction. PCHOOOO. ]
[ Meulin, that is. ]
[THE MEULIN DRONE. ]
MEULIN: -FURK-
MEULIN: -PUFFS UP and tries to jump high enough to bypass the bull charge and... land on its back??? Shit.-
[Drones are heavy as fuck, Jamison. You might throw your back out trying to lift this]
[ There is a SNAP. The elastic flings all the way across the stadium. ]
[ KANKRI'S ELASTIC]
[I GOTTA REMEMBER TO SAY WHOSE THINGS THEY ARE WHEN THEY HAPPEN ]
GUY: Oh you've got to be kidding me. -Flings a coconut dream pie at the cat-
JAMISON: =FINE THEN, here comes the knife he's going to cut the head off=
JOLENE: -FREEDOM. she wiggles to bring her arms in front of her and then hops onto her feet. a spry old lady with only one real leg...-
JOLENE: -HRRK. pulls the restraints on her wrists apart until she can get out of them. SUCCESS. she's brandishing this carrot peeler like it's the most lethal weapon on the planet. AND IN HER HANDS IT JUST MIGHT BE.-
KANKRI: -VICTORY. For his hands anyways... can he detach the ones around his ankles with his newly freed hands or is he going to have to cut those too.-
JOHN: -Since this drone isn't letting go, John is going to try to send another blast of wind their way. He can't be very precise with it, but it's powerful.-
GUY: Useless drones. -Whistles loudly and there's more shuffling. And the smell of grease-
[ IT'S LIKE SHUCKING AN OYSTER. AN IMPERIAL DRONE OYSTER. ]
JOLENE: -also flips double birds at the nearest camera. THIS ONE'S FOR YOU, CONDY!!!-
ROSE: - She sniffs the air, and then grimaces.-
JAMISON: =GRABS a toaster to try and program this drone with a toaster controller now that he has at the wires?=
MEULIN: -SPLAT. Delicious... but also this really fucks up the rest of her senses she has available. TIME TO CLING FOR DEAR LIFE TO THIS DRONE.-
ZOMBIES: [We're coming out to get you. We're oh so glad we met you. We're eating you for profit. There is no way to stop it!]
ROSE: -She pulls open a few more draws, now that she's up, scattering them and thier contents on the floor-- until she stops, and grabs a pair of skewers.-
ROSE: I am beginning to think. We really do not have the stretegic advantage here.
DUALSCAR: =Has he sliced through these elastics yet? He SLICE WITH ALL HIS MIGHT.=
[ OH YES HE HAS ]
MEULIN: -YOWLS, muffled by cream pie.-
[ DANG SORRY ]
[ FORGOT ABOUT THAT ONE ]
[Delicious fried zombies shuffle down from the audience]
[ There is a yowl and a sudden CRASH as the drone smashes into the wall of the set, with Meulin on its back. ]
MEULIN: -Fucking DOOF.-
KANKRI: -Eugh not more zombies, hes cutting through the rest of the elastic around his ankles and quickly getting up onto his feet. Hes up and has the knife held tightly in his hand! Although he doesnt want to use this, hes against committing acts of violence.-
DUALSCAR: =With his hands free he now has to slice through the ones on his legs. He must BE FREE.=
KANKRI: I really hate t9 agree with y9u 9n such a d9wnside driven t9pic, R9se. 6ut I think y9u are indeed c9rrect.
[Be free you glorious maymay]
ROSE: -She takes a dramatic leap up onto a kitchen counter, holding the tongs aloft as they crackle with energy, a pair of bolts flickering through the air. Her aim is poor with these clumsy things not made for her powers, but the violet bolts of electricity are flying distinctly fieri-wards.-
DUALSCAR: =He is FREE he can FIGHT. The drones are going everywhere, but where is the Guyster? He has a glass shard with his name on it. The name of his eyeball, more specifically.=
JOHN: -IS THIS DRONE STILL ON HIM?-
MEULIN: -She's probably going down in a puff of plastery powder, too disoriented at the moment to wipe pie off of her face until the shock subsides.-
[The drone goes flying because of wind. Hurtling directly at Dualscar.]
JOLENE: -works on freeing her screaming nephew and then probably slaps him around a little to get him to focus-
JUDE: -AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA oh ok-
[ She is going down... and through. The wall. There is suddenly a big hole and splintered wood where the cabinet used to be. ]
JOHN: ohh....sorry!
JOHN: -yells-
JOHN: -also he flops on the floor. like a dead fish- uhhh...CAN SOMEONE HELP UNTIE ME?
KANKRI: -He is rushing over to John now that he is on the ground.- I can certainly d9 as much!
JOHN: my hero~
JOHN: (hehehehhe)
GUY: -Ducks Roses bolt and holds up a frying pan to deflect another.- That's my cue! -Exit, stage left-
MEULIN: -Hello darkness my old friend....-
KANKRI: -Brandishes his tiny knife to cut away the rubber around John's ankles.- Y9u may make hum9rus and witty j9kes 9nce we are 9ut 9f this mess.
ROSE: No! God damn it, get back here, coward!
JOHN: -holds up his wrists next- aahhh! -strains his neck- aaww he's getting away!!!
JAMISON: =Drone: HACKED. He's HAMMERING the lever and turning the dials it's gonna wail on those zombies=
JOHN: -IMPATIENTLY WATCHES THIS-
[ The drone with a toaster sticking out of its back is twitching and convolsing and SPARKING, flinging its limbs at zomblers and mashing them into body parts. ]
DUALSCAR: =He will drop and roll out of the hurtling drone's path. Once it has crashed into a wall or ground or wherever else he is going to jump at it to shard some eyeholes.=
DUALSCAR: =Gotta fuck up those circuits.=
ROSE: -She jumps off the coutner and ATTEMPTS TO CHASE HIM DOWN- We can't stay here fighting these fucking things anyways!
[Zombies start to swarm the group. Hear them hurgling while getting destroyed by a hacked drone. Their crispy appendages reach for any flesh]
KANKRI: -Sorry his knife is terrible, but hes cutting as fast as he can!! Feet are free time for the wrists.- I kn9w it might 6e difficult 6ut try t9 remain very still while I wield this sharp 96ject. -Wrists take half the time and soon John is free!-
JOHN: you're the best, buddy! -he's gonna hoist kankri under his arm and fly to pick up anybody else that's lagging behind. that's why he has two arms!-(edited)
JOHN: ally oop! let's go!
KANKRI: -HRGK he is HOISTED.-
KANKRI: -He never fully enjoys being flown around by john but this is absolutely an exception to the rule.-
JAMISON: Oh... RIGHT-O!
JAMISON: =RIPS the toaster out of the drone and chases down GUY=
JOHN: -eenie meenie miney...JUDE! he divebombs. you're coming with him!-
KANKRI: -Hello fellow wimp.-
JUDE: -THIS IS FINE-
[Don't forget the cat. Someone help her.]
MEULIN: -Okay so riding a drone into a wall didn't turn out super great. She's got boards piled on her and there's definitely some olive leaking. Super disoriented, and having a hard time breathing through pie. Maybe even choking on pie??-
KANKRI: -Looking down at all the fried living dead- (J9hn I have c9me t9 the c9nclusi9n that I am n9t a full fledged fan 9f y9ur h9mew9rld in the state 9f g9vernment and envir9ntment that it is.)(edited)
JOHN: -Uh oh. He's gotta go back for Meulin-
JOLENE: -SHE'S ALSO HERE TO SAVE PEOPLE-
DUALSCAR: =Was he able to get at the drone, or was it smashed up already?=
JOHN: -OK COOL. HE TRUSTS JOLENE. NYOOMS THE FUCK OUTTA THERE.-
[The drone is sufficiently fucked up. Look into anger management maybe, Dualscar???]
JOLENE: -punching and stabbing through zombies, paving a way for the rest of them traveling on foot. is everybody following?? she looks around to make sure nobody is left behind-
DUALSCAR: =Never??? His anger fuels him. He draws his improv weapon away from the drone and hops off of it. If someone is left behind while Jolene carves a path he is gonna hoist them onto his bara fish shoulders.=
MEULIN: -THAT WOULD BE HER. She got pretty fucked up.-
[ POOR KITTY ]
[ oh dang scene transition is a GO ]
[She need some milk]
[ There are some sirens howling. Turns out, being humiliated in front of the empress was a PRETTY BIG DEAL, and that huge, ominous blimp is the first thing they see as they bust out the exit on stage left-- onto a massive bridge across NIAGRA FALLS. They are majestic, beautiful, awe-inspiring... and blood red. Filled with little... bits, here and there. The blinding lights shine on them as something buzzes overhead-- more drones. And what appears to be fighters of some kind. John would begin to recognize them immediately-- they were, after all, deployed on Europa. ]
JOHN: -Casually can't breath. There is no oxygen going to his brain. He keeps flying anyway.-
JOHN: -In fact, he flies faster. This terrifies him.-
KANKRI: -John no. Are you alright.-
ROSE: -She's become fairly single-minded. Directly after Fieri and no one else, well ahead of the rest of the group, crackling and flying through the air.-
JOHN: -At first he was going after Fieri, but now that he realizes how surrounded they are, he's panicking andj ust wants to get everyone to safety, scanning for a place to hide. His flying is a little off kilter because of how fast he's going and he's holding on to Kankri and Jude very tight.-
MEULIN: -She's regaining her senses bit by bit, clinging onto Dualscar and bleeding out from she's not even sure where until she's aware of a distinct pain in her shoulder, hissing and burbling through whipped cream.-
KANKRI: -Hes clinging to John just as tight, looking between him and the bloody red water beneath them.- I kn9w this may 6e a f99lish questi9n right n9w c9nsidering what has happened and currently is happening, 6ut are y9u 9kay, J9hn? -He has a concern.-
[ The question is punctuated by an explosion. They're going FAST, but it was still too close for comfort, as one of the fighters zips by just overhead. ]
KANKRI: -WELP NOPE PROBABLY NOT OKAY.-
GUY: -Play time is over! A red and black hedgehog would agree. Guy has been made a mockery, but this failure its small compared to the feats he's accomplished for the empire. Standing atop the bridge he awaits Rose. She's coming in hot, but not as hot as these spicy beef wellington pizza pockets he's flinging at her!-
DUALSCAR: =Rushin' after the group with a injured cat and a passed out clown. The spices must have really hecked up Gamzee's systems somehow. His spiced hands feel numb, but he's here to FIGHT... But he has to hold onto these noodles. The gurgling is a unwelcome familiarity. He has to bind the injury. Are they still being chased?=
JOHN: -BOOM. Oh man, he's sweating and he can't help but cry out a little when the explosions sounds too close, sure in that moment they're going to be vaporized. But when he can still feel his fingers clenching around them, he puts all his focus and energy in to sweeping away, occasionally glancing up at the fighters to try and stay out of their trajectory as best he can. Sorry Kankri, he couldn't talk right now if he wanted to.-
[The zomblers are no match for everyone's tremendous speed. They shuffle, way off in the distance]
ROSE: -SHE CAN SMELL THE CHEESE FROM HERE...-
ROSE: -She has to skid against the ground, flinging each pocket away from striking her directly in the face with a dramatic twist of her wrists, psionics flaring as she conjures an electric tendril in the air and attempts to slam it down on him.-
JOLENE: -YEAH!! EAT OUR DUST ZOMBIES!!-
DUALSCAR: =Puts Gamzee down on the ground.=
GAMZEE: =Wet noodle hitting the ground SFX.=
DUALSCAR: =Carefully sets Meulin down to wipe cream out of her face and also locate that injury.= HEY. STAY WWITH ME NOWW.
JOLENE: -keeps DS covered and will give him a heads up if anything comes swoocing at them-
DUALSCAR: =Thank you Jolene. Swoocing is bad. [SIC].=
MEULIN: -Licks her lips, coughing intermittently and ears pinned back as she tries to focus her gaze on him, wincing and tearing up.- I'M. I'M OKAY. -Seems like most of her injuries are superficial, such as the pretty bad gash on her shoulder, but if he looks, it seems like a pretty big bruise is forming on her back. Might be some bruised or broken ribs.-
GUY: -He proves to be an agile motherfucker. Dodge rolling away and producing a minigun that fires lil smokies and pizza rolls. TAKE THIS-
ROSE: Why on earth would ANY HUMAN BEING CREATE THAT?
MEULIN: HEY. I USED MY TAIL TO GET OUT. THAT WAS PURRETTY COOL, RIGHT?
JAMISON: =FIGHTING THINGS!!=
ROSE: -PELTED BY PIZZA ROLLS. She's gotta stay light on her feet, too, light as in IN THE AIR as she strafes around this rapid fire. it's just like in DOOM-
JOHN: -He is still desperately weaving, trying to get away from those fighters. This is def. in the top two the most terrifying experiences of his life :') -
DUALSCAR: =It doesn't appear like she is going to black out, so that's good. Though it might just be adrenaline.= 'TWWAS PRETTY EXTRAORDINARY, HOWWEVVER THAT AIN'T SOMETHIN' NEWW WWITH YE, NOWW IS IT? =Talks while tearing his god awful fire pattern shirt up into shreds for improv bandages.=
GAMZEE: =Stirring on the ground, fingers twitching and ears moving at all the noise.=
GUY: Would you look at that! She slices, she dices, she can fly? Now that's some amazing food. -The gun morphs into a bazooka and KABOOM, Cajun spiced turkey flying at Rose-
KANKRI: -Oh same John.-
JAMISON: =Is there something he can CHUCK... wait...... is this troll fellow okay? Ceases his yelling to look at him=
ROSE: I would call nothing you cook edible in any sense of the word. -ENERGY BLAST AT THE TURKEY. It outright explodes.-
MEULIN: I CAN'T READ THAT-- -Huffs, coughing once.- THAT MUCH, SO I'M GOING TO PURRTEND YOU SAID "YES, IT WAS FURRY COOL. CONCATULATIONS"...
MEULIN: THANKS.
[ There isn't much to chuck, Jamison, but John is MOSTLY distracting them. ALBEIT IN A TERRIFIED WAY. There's a service entry of some kind-- all the way on the other side of the bridge, though. Not too far from where Rose and Fieri are fighting, anyways. ]
GUY: Everything I make is a deliciosity of moneyriffic proportions. -BOOM A sizzling shrimp fajita platter bathed in ranch-
JAMISON: =Good, he'll throw the SERvICE ENTRY=
GUY: Your efforts to thwart forward progress of population control and cannibalism is noted and appreciated, but down right doomed to fail!
DUALSCAR: =Tilts her upward to start applying the strips. He binds them hard to stop her bleeding. Nods.= YER MOST WWELCOME.
GAMZEE: =Very slowly moves his hands underneath himself to push himself off of the ground. He's full of spice and confusion. He spots Meulin being treated-- bleeding, then around the area at all the fighting. Back to Meulin. His eyes are widening, shocked and confused-- but more than anything; angry.=
ROSE: I WOULD FAR PREFER EATING AT ARBY'S TO CONSUMING THIS. -It's time to get in for some good old fashioned CLOSE COMBAT. If she can't blast him from afar she'll stab him with his own MEAT SKEWERS-
JOHN: aaAAAAAAh -STOP SHOOTING AT ME YOU GIGANTIC SHIT HEELS!!!
[ NO. THEY DON'T LIKE YOU JOHN ]
KANKRI: -WELL HE DOESNT LIKE THEM EITHER.-
JOHN: -he knows it won't do any good but it's at least therapeutic to scream. He's still yelling his head off as he goes for a feint and then NYOOMS, trying to make it to the other side of the bridge in hopes that there will be cover of some sort-
MEULIN: -The nod is good enough; she smiles wide, eyes happy little slits, and it takes her a few beats too long to notice Gamzee nearby, head lolling his direction and her breaths shallow.- GAM-- GAMZ33?
GUY: I can't fault you for that. They've got THE MEATS. Now serving people meats! -This fight is now up close and personal. He brandishes his deadly pineapple club, taking a huge bite before whacking at Rose.-
[ There IS a door, even if it appears to be locked. A roof would definitely provide some kind of cover! ]
JAMISON: Oh! Good you're alright! =At Gamzee= Now we have to do something about THOSE flyers.
JAMISON: I'll start throwing tiles from that roof!
JOHN: -haha...there's a door. JOHN IS SHOVING BOTH HIS FEET INTO IT AS HE FLIES AT HIGH SPEEDS-
JAMISON: =Oh.=
ROSE: -HRK. She is struck in the side and tumbles pretty hard against the ground, wheezing, but manages to make it a roll and thrust both electric stabs at his side.-
JAMISON: =OH=
KANKRI: -This is so reckless, John.-
JAMISON: =GETS A RUNNING START, if the flyers get low enough he'll JUMP ON ONE=
[ B B B B B BUSTIN MAKES ME FEEL GOOD ] [ His feet slam into the door and it bashes open in a tremendous display of MANGRIT. It looks... familiar. Flashes of memory from being drugged-- THIS is the meat processing plant. ]
JOHN: -Oh ew. But he's going to collapse to the floor for a second as he has a mini heart attack.-
[ This troll's eyes go wide. Not you. ANYONE BUT YOU. It's the exact same troll from that truck who Jamison fired at potato gun at, flying a ship.]
JOLENE: oh boy....... -there goes jamison, but she takes note of john and friends. gestures at dualscar, gamzee and meulin to follow her as she follows HIM.- let's keep moving!!!! -before they get exploded-
SOME GUY: A|H|H|H|H|H|H|H|H|H|H|H|!!!!!!!!!!!
JAMISON: HELLO OLD FIEND!!! =PUNCHES THE WINDSHIELD= HAWHAWHAW MOVE OVER!
KANKRI: -His feet hit the ground as John collapses, and hes lighting quick to try and support him to keep John from going all the way to the ground.-
JOHN: -WHEEZES...WHEEZES...WHEEZES...0
JOHN: okay! we're
JOHN: going!
-CHEERFUL YELL. Off he goes. -
KANKRI: -HHHHHHs about John's current state of being.-
JUDE: -flops onto the floor... then scrambles up again on lanky legs, looking around wildly-
JOHN: -at least they're not being exploded yet.-
KANKRI: J9hn please wait f9r just 9ne m9ment, I think we can aff9rd as much f9r right n9w, are y9u certain y9u are alright??
GUY: Haha. Pineapple club. Works every --AAAAUUUUUGH!!! -The skewers find their mark sizzling the air around them AND Guy. The pungent, but distinct, smell of mango habanero chicken wings fills Roses nostrils. Guy stumbles, but he grabs ROSES face, applying a disgusting amount of pressure.-
JOHN: YES!!! -he didn't mean to be so loud. his response to stress is shouting.-
[ He shrieks as this crazy old man bashes through his window. THIS IS THE WORST. THIS WEEK IS THE WORST WEEK EVER.]
KANKRI: -Marge simpson noises. Fine but hes going to help you keep standing less john keels over again.-
JAMISON: =RRRRRRRRRRRATTLES HIM, IT'S FIGHT NIGHT=
JOHN: -Now that he's got himself going he's just briskly jogging. He doesn't know where they're going anymore he's just GOING.-
ROSE: -HISSES AS SHE FEELS HIS GROSS MEATY HANDS ON HER HEAD, eyes crackling as a sudden BEAM blasts through those fingers.-
GAMZEE: =He's quite literally seeing red. Who hurt her? What in the motherfuck is going on? Where's Kankri? Is he hurt too? Before he gets a chance to speak however-=
DUALSCAR: I HEAR YE. =Picks up Meulin, and without asking picks up the now concious clown.= HANG ON, AN' DON'T YE FALL ASLEEP ON ME. =Rushes after.=
GAMZEE: =His eyes are now fixated on Meulin, big and red, watching her breathe and the bandage on her shoulder. He isn't saying anything.=
KANKRI: -Oop or not, Watches as John jogs ahead. Hes still concerned but now hes taking a moment to look around for his other quad. How far back is Gamzee anyways?-
KANKRI: -Kankri is all the way at the service entry.-
[ The pilot shakes, rattles, and rolls, as the controls go WILD. The ship seems to be going down-- right onto the bridge. IT CRASHES HARD, the ground crumbling as he is DEFINITELY DEAD. Good thing Jamison is so tough. ]
JOHN: -CATCHES UP TO JOLENE- hey! do you know where rose is?
ROSE: - As the ground under them shakes and Fieri loses a few fingers, Rose shakes herself free, lunging forward. She jabs both needles into his eyes and launches them BOTH over the falls. -(edited)
MEULIN: -This is... wrong. She can tell-- he hasn't looked at her like this before. There's so much going on and she doesn't resist Dualscar, but she's afraid of something else suddenly.- GAMZ33??
GUY: -He yells in agony. That was his good hand. Now it's charred and smelling of tacos al pastor. He screams as they go over, using his good hand to beat on her mercilessly-
JAMISON: =Pops out the rubble like a daisy in spring= ......Wait a minute.... where is everyone? CONSARNIT JAMI! =RUNS OFF, time to search=
JOLENE: -HOBBLES TO MEET JOHN- last i saw her she was going after fieri???
ROSE: -She ignores that, driving them as far into his head as she can. AT SOME POINT SHE'S DESTINED TO HIT BRAIN, but not before they disappear into the mists of the falls.-
[ Better hurry, Jamison. That whole bridge is starting to come down, cracks running all the way down the dam. Something is taking some SERIOUS damage from that crash. ]
JOHN: ugh.....i should go back and look for her! -he doesn't ask anybody permission. he just NYOOMS, staying close tot he ground in the hope of avoiding detection.-
JOHN: -he comes out to the sound of the bridge crashing-
GUYS: -Beats on her head like a bongo for his last moments of living-
JOLENE: wait, john! -there he goes- dammit!!!
JAMISON: =He's here and lightly charred, John ZOOMing bye knocked some dust off him=
[That bridge is going DOWN. Chunks are disappearing into the water as the flow intensifies. Looks like there's no going back. I mean. THERE COULD BE BUT IT'S MOSTLY ZOMBIES OVER THERE AND IT'D REALLY JUST BE JOHN]
[Zombies wave like "Hey"]
JOHN: ROSE!!!!!
JOHN: ROOooooOOOOOSE!!! -SCREAMS AT THE TOP OF HIS LUNGS, looking around for her-
GAMZEE: MOTHER FUCKING BLASPHEMES HAVE THEIR WICKED MITTS BROUGHT MISERY TO WHA-- =Is josteled by a shoulder NUDGE from Dualscar, which makes him let out a startled hiss.=
DUALSCAR: TOLD YE WWHOLE LOT NOT TA FUCKIN' FREAK OUT. THAT INCLUDES RELIGIOUS SHIT. =Stares ahead at the disappearing bridge and swears. Hopefully people are okay???=
GAMZEE: =The biggest frowny sneer.= none hands to be laid upon who matter without repent.
MEULIN: ARE YOU OKAY?? -she's still having a hard time reading his lips, but his expression seems clue enough to her that he's not so okay.- WHAT'S WRONG?
KANKRI: -With John having flown out, Kankri is following back towards the exit as far as he can, until he is distracted with the grumpy clown with Meulin and Dualscar. He skids to a stop and very quickly changes course for the time being to place a hand on Gamzee's shoulder to check on him.- 9h thank g99dness y9u are finally fully c9nci9us.
[ No response from the falls, but as John flies out, the remaining airships DEFINITELY NOTICE HIM. WHOOSH. ]
JOHN: -Oh shit. He's going to casually SPRINT BACK INSIDE-
JOHN: -iF HE MAKES IT-
[ There are a few more rumbles, but he DOES. ]
JOHN: -uguugughHHHH WHERE IS ROSE-???
JOHN: i didn't see her out there! -sprinting to catch up to the group-
[ Anyways as I was saying before but kinda forgot about, this place looks... familiar, now that they're inside of it. They're at some kind of maintenance area, sure, on an overhead part of the facility, with some shelves containing supply and upkeep essentials-- some SPECIAL STARDUST, a thing of face paint. A big mask and... a personal compuer, that appears to be on. It actually looks like halfway between a computer and an arcade cabinet, with the gastly image of some kind of HORRID CLOWN MAN as the desktop background. ]
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JUDE: -shivers looking at all of this- (why......)
GAMZEE: =This was a whole new world of feeling. Having himself get this worked up about something. It's as if he's being filled with one singular feeling-- purpose, but it's ebbing. Ebbing as Meulin speaks-- is able to speak. She's still injured however, and he cannot forgive that. Then there's Kankri's voice, suddenly, and his head snaps from one to the other. Ears high and eyes wide, less red, now orange.= SAME OF HE AND SHE. all in the concious, none in the right. SOME HORROR SHOW WHAT WE ALL BEAR TO WIT-- =Looks at all of this stuff like: http://vignette4.wikia.nocookie.net/mspaintadventures/images/4/45/Gamzee.png/revision/latest?cb=20130109035508 = DUALSCAR: =He's gonna set Gamzee down now that he's all rowdy, jesus. Squints at everything and frowns deeply, muttering under his breath in a voice and expression someone might have while faced with something rancid.= CLOWWNS.
[ Just some emergency clown supplies and an emergency clown computer.]
JOHN: -he's just vibrating. Very distressed about not being able to go out and look for Rose. He keeps staring back at the door longingly.-
KANKRI: -All this emergency clown supplies are very eerie and creepy. He's stick close to Gamzee's side, and you bet your butt he's still holding his knife down at his side.-
MEULIN: -Keeps clinging onto Dualscar for now... the whole breathing thing just doesn't feel great at the moment. Gamzee looks a little better, and she takes his sudden pause as the moment to do the same and peers around.- WE-- SHOULDN'T BE IN HERE, -she decides pretty immediately.-
[Welcome to the CIRCUS OF VALUE hyuck!]
JOLENE: -maybe they shouldn't be, but she's going to raid these shelves for anything she can weaponize... maybe there's chemicals she can mix to make bombs? anything she can STAB things with?? she can always throw special stardust in people's faces if she has to...-
JAMISON: =This facepaint.... is it flammable? Eh. Either way he's going to break into this clown computer and make weapons from it's parts=
[Jolene, you the real mvp. Mostly just clown supplies so the face paint. You can guess what that is....]
JOHN: i wonder if they're waiting at the back entrance too. -though he doesn't reall ywant to leave anyway tbh. he's still wondering if they're going to bomb the place.-
[ The back entrance would appear to lead further into the factory-- it is also the only way out of this particular little utility closet slash maintenance area. ]
JUDE: we should
JUDE: set this place on fire
JAMISON: =SLAPS Jude's back= Atta boy! Agreed!
[ The stuff isn't really super useful for weapons or anything, no, but they can collect what they like.]
JAMISON: =Can he collect broken glass? He's gonna=
JOHN: -paces around tensley and then whips out his comm. He's going to try and text Rose.-
KANKRI: -Hes frowning.- Prefera6ly when we, and any 9ther p9ssi6le individuals within the area, are at a safer distance.
[ HE CAN INDEED]
KANKRI: Ars9n is quite danger9us.
ROSE: -DOES NOT TEXT BACK-
[Ghosted]
JOHN: we're in the "meat" processing plant!!! let me know you're okay when you read this!!!
JOLENE: -looks around, then just pushes through the back door into the factory- well, we definitely can't go back! come on. -it's okay kids, she will protect you all.-
JAMISON: Only way to progress is to move forward never back! =Remember when that was his slogan 30 years ago?=
JOHN: what about rose, though? she still isn't here.
JOHN: -trying his best not to sound panicked. WHAT IF SHE GOT BLOWN UP. WHAT IF GUY FIERI ATE HER BUTT???-
JAMISON: =....claps John on the shoulder= Buck up there old boy, no man left we just need to comb for her properly!
[ It's a bit of a walk, and there ARE some stairs down this hallway, leading to an office... of a sort. It's incredibly garish and slightly fleshy, but they can see the factory they were actually in not terribly long ago... and a conveyor belt with some incredibly ominous red stains on it. Red flashing lights are blaring warnings, and the place looks like it's been evacuated... except for the biomechanical computer just by the window. ]
[ There's some kind of holographic display on it, but it's flashing, and hard to actually focus on. ]
[It looks... kind of like a motherfuckin' MIRACLE, it does. ]
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JOLENE: -nod nod- it isn't safe for us to stay in one place either... once we get our bearings, we have a better chance of finding her.
JOHN: -UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH MENTAL ANGUISH- yeah....ok that makes sense.
JOHN: :D
JOLENE: -STARES AT ALL THIS-
JAMISON: =strongly squeeze shoulder in support=
JOHN: -TURNS HIS ATTENTION TO...WHATEVER THIS IS-
JAMISON: What the dickens is all this mess???
[ Those colors are TRANSFIXING. And... there's a lot of information it's imparting. A lot of THINGS. Some of those things are THEIR things, weirdly enough? ]
[ The clown text is pretty much fucking illegible, but there are some big buttons just under the modus display, along with another half of the machine dedicated to some more mundane, but still hard to read information. ]
[ What can be made out of the right half of the computer, it appears to be a manifest for cargo ships, hauling some "jerky" to other parts of the world. ]
[While the left half contains contraband used as "evidence" against the "incarcerated" humans here. ]
JAMISON: MY OLE BUSTER! We should also lift one of those jerky ships!
JOLENE: good idea! but first... -approaches the machine, inspecting the buttons before deducing which would be the one to eject their items- heads up! -ANTICIPATES IT ALL FLYING OUT if it works, because thats how fetch moduses are sometimes.-
JOHN: -it's a good thing he didn't still have that grand piano in his sylladex-
[ It is sort of flying out! It is also sort of like a big awful PILE. Pretty much everyone is buried in ASSORTED BULLSHIT. ]
JAMISON: =he sure hopes one of his grenade pins didn't get pulled ..=
[ No, but there's a BIG GUN. And some clothes that aren't awful. IT IS A MIRACLE]
JAMISON: =puts his weapons back in order=
JOEY: =john what the heck man=
JOHN: -BURIED IN ASSORTED BULLSHIT-
JUDE: -HIS STUFF! now he really COULD burn down the building if he wanted to...-
JOHN: -sadly notices that the rest of their cake got smushed-
JOHN: -starts haphazardly scooping stuff back into his sylladex-
JOEY: =She's trying to find her stuff specifically, but it's all such a mess, she's gathering what she can and hoping people pick up her junk too=
JOLENE: -gathers her stuff quickly too, but she wont fuss too much if she grabs someone else's or doesnt get all of hers... shes inspecting the manifest at the same time, memorizing where the cargo bay is so she can lead them there.-
JOHN: -Yeah if anyone else doesn't find their stuff, John is just throwing it in his so it'll be safe.-
[ CONSIDER YOURSELF RE-ARMED. There are some winding hallways, but Jolene can tell which way will lead them down to the hangar-- though they likely don't have long, as some Trolls bust in on foot through the factory floor. ]
JOLENE: -she'll bust a cap in their behinds then!!! but first, she points ahead where they need to go first- everybody down that way!!
JAMISON: =THE GUNS ARE OUT AND THE SUNS OUT but he'll help herd them onward. HE WILL SHOOT AND PUNCH=
JOEY: =she's rifling through her deck and she's pvcpipekind now= ugggggh =I GUESS!!=
[ IT'S BETTER THAN NOTHING!!!! ]
[ There is a muffled cry of THEY'RE OVER THERE from down one of the halls as they hurry to the hangar, but fortunately, with a bit of a hustle going, it's not too far of a run. ]
JOEY: =do you see these legs? THEY'RE PUMPING! THEY'RE PUMPED FOR ACTION!! =
JOLENE: -at some point makes her way back to the front of the pack to lead them into the hangar. awooo.-
JAMISON: =AWOO INDEED, he's SHOOTING at the trolls chasing them because HE'S GONNA SHOOT SOMETHING!=
[Dude]
[Honestly, Jamison gets splatted in the face with a honey chipotle chicken tender on the sole grounds of being "that guy"]
JAMISON: =SPLAT=
[ u should see the other guy ]
[well, he is very dead]
JOEY: Dad!
[He's dead. The other guy, that is,]
[ Someone's going to have to fly this thing. Prepped for flight and ONLY delayed so that it could ship the remains of the rebels after the show. Probably best to just. Dump all the current cargo tbh. It's a pretty big airship, enough room for everyone, even if it'll be a little bit cramped.]
JAMISON: =Actually this smells pretty good.... but he doesn't horf it down. Instead brings up the rear to USHER people in=
JOLENE: -AGGRESSIVELY CLEARS OUT THIS SHIP'S CARGO. blech!!!!!!!!!!!!-
JAMISON: Into the skies ahoy!! =He's the pirate now Dualscar, pewpew shooty at approaching trolls if they were FOOLISH enough to keep coming=
[ THEY WERE, TO BE CERTAIN. Their cargo door is sorta hanging open, and it's not as fast as the fighters in the air-- the ones that are curiously not intercepting them right now.]
[ Probably because a few of them are on fire and crashing. WEIRD. ]
ROSE: -a very bloody red thing rockets through the door as it's closing-- skidding and tumbling and more or less passing out directly on the floor of the plane.-
JAMISON: =SO WEIR--!!!= Heavens to Besty!
ROSE: -she's out like a light-
JOEY: rose!!
JOLENE: !!! -bends down to tend to her-
JOHN: - PROBABLY MEDICAL ATTENTION ING SHE AND MEULIN now that he has his bag again-
[🎵 We're so glad to have met you. We're sad we failed to melt you. We'll eat you next time, we promise. But for now, this round is on us. 🎵]
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New York: Day 2
JOHN: - ASSUMING they ended up sleeping in an alley, John probably cuddled up with Kankri. However, he miserably wakes up over and over to vomit, straying farther away from the group during these excursions for courtesys sake. He gets more sweaty, stumbly and shaky the more this goes on-
ROSE: -She looks up from her typing to watch John. At some point he feels her hand on his back, rubbing in little circles.- Good morning. ROSE: It is a punctual wake up call, if I were pressed to say one good thing about this place.
JOHN: - he is NOT having a good morning but he wheezes and smiles anyway. He's chewing some peppermint gum, and still slathering on the Vicks which is helping somewhat- yeah, no kidding. bright and early in flavor town.
ROSE: As far as I can tell, based on the feed, no one else is in any danger. ROSE: Immediate danger, I should say. But we're not sure where Roxy, Jake, your father or the cherubs are.
ROSE: It could be a good sign that they're off the grid like that.
JOHN: - Thank you for providing a positive option he'll be choosing that one- yeah. i mean... my dad is with them. i'm not worried. he probably has things on lock down. - oh how ironic this statement is-
JOHN: d'ya want some water? the only food i have is cake but i have lots of water bottles. - also the sort of shock blankets EMTs carry. there were likely three that they all had to share. -
ROSE: Wherever it is, I presume it's better than what you'd get if Banksy were commissioned to construct a parody of a city.
ROSE: ...Yeah. that would actually help a lot.
JOHN: - passes her one-
JOHN: - SIGHS because he already really hates this place. - this is beyond banksy this is like what michael bay would've done if youd asked him for a dystopian flick. pretty on the nose, betty. just sayin...
ROSE: Nothing is on fire except for our reliable steel trash fire, John, and I would never insult our most stalwart ally that way.
ROSE: Although if I see one single depiction of Ronald McDonald anywhere, I am extraordinarily liable to flip a tit.
JOHN: well i hate to say it, Rose but in all likelihood your tit is getting flipped.
ROSE: I said a tit, John, not necessarily any of mine. Ronald -- can I call him Ronald? Is that deemed appropriate?-- likely has at least one under that puffy yellow garment.
ROSE: All I am saying is that it is likely to be golden brown on both sides.
ROSE: Not unlike the McGriddle.
JOHN: - laughs helplessly even tho he doesn't want to. STAHP-
ROSE: -She twists open the water bottle-- grateful that they've got something-- taking a sip. Her head still hurts, but it's normal style headache, not migraine getting nuked by all the lights of times square, so she can deal a lot better.- ROSE: I mostly have some of Baldur's baby food I prepared. ROSE: I doubt that will last terribly long, but I'd like to avoid any of the food here if we can help it.
ROSE: So, we have banana and peanut butter mush, and cake.
JOHN: maybe the others have some more stuff. - he doesn't wanna wake them up yet tho. let them rest... -
ROSE: Well, it could be a lot worse.
JOHN: hey I'm not knocking banana peanut butter mush. sounds good honestly. - except he's not interested in any food rn, he's too nauseated. the only reason he stopped vomiting is because is tum is empty except for water-
ROSE: It is. Protein and at least one kind of potassium. The possibilities are endless.
MEULIN: -She's slept pretty restlessly -- post-traumatic stress and dangerous locations will do that to you -- and only manages to sleep soundly once she sees familiar words scrolling over her sunglasses, knowing that at least someone else was awake to watch out in her stead. It was difficult having only so many senses, being unable to tell if any noise should alert them. Now, though, she stirs again, squinting in whatever haze of light manages to permeate the neon signs.-
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[ GOOD MORNING MEULIN ]
MEULIN: -SQUINTS LOUDER AT THIS SIGN.- (GUY CAN TAKE A BIG BITE OF MY BOOTY.)
JOEY: =rubs at her eyes, sitting up= ...what guy?
[HE MIGHT]
ROSE: Fieri, comma.
ROSE: Morning.
JOEY: oh....
JOEY: he's still a thing?
ROSE: I took the liberty to scout by air a bit. I can confirm two things.
ROSE: One is that this city is hopelessly large, and most of the buildings are equipped with searchlights on the highest floors.
ROSE: The other is that he is very much still a thing.
ROSE: He's plastered all over the place.
JOEY: sorry ive been out of the loop in this universe for quite some time now
JOEY: i can tell you in some of them he is but a distant memory
JOEY: although it might be to give the world a false sense of security, waiting to rise again
MEULIN: UGGHH...
MEULIN: I'M SO MAD THAT MY BODY IS EVEN LETTING ME F33L HUNGRY RIGHT NOW.
ROSE: Let's start a fair clip back, actually.
ROSE: Should I be horrified by him? more so than everything else about this place, I mean?
[He's only the high chaplain of interstellar war. The key architect of the hilarocaust itself. Pay no mind to the fact that he ruthlessly murdered and cooked every supreme court justice in his rise to power]
JOEY: your guess is as good as mine =shrugs= i dunno what this version of him is supposed to be like
JOEY: hes either a harmless cook with his own tv show using way too much grease or not many really know about him
JOEY: here its obviously not the case
ROSE: Right.
ROSE: It's fine. We should eat, anyhow. Keep our strength up without succumbing to the Big Bite. Do any of you have food on you?
JOEY: oh shit! =rummages through her sylladex= i have a bag of milky ways!
ROSE: I wonder how long we can last on candy and baby food.
MEULIN: I HAVE. UM.
MEULIN: ...
MEULIN: ...EDIBLES...
JOEY: =places a milky way fun size bar on her sleeping brother's head=
ROSE: Edible what, exactly?
MEULIN: ...RR...
JOEY: boogers are edible, yet....im not feeling that
MEULIN: PRETZELS. AND... RICE KRISPIES...
MEULIN: BUT THEY'RE. YOU KNOW.
JOEY: ???
ROSE: I really don't. Although I should disclose I was working under the assumption you were talking about edible panties or body chocolate.
ROSE: So they're probably not worse than that.
JOEY: =LAUGHS=
MEULIN: HAHAHA!
MEULIN: UH... WELL THEY'RE. YOU S33... THEY ARE NIP INFUSED.
MEULIN: SO.........
ROSE: Oh.
ROSE: Well, that'll at least help us cope.
MEULIN: YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY RIGHT, AND ALSO. WE PURROBABLY SHOULDN'T EAT TOO MANY IN ONE SITTING.
ROSE: We'll ration.
JOEY: hehehehehe
JOEY: we get high or get cavities
JOEY: it's a race to either
MEULIN: -casually pulls out Rice Krispies on that note... TIME TO GET FUCKING BLAZED. She offers one each to Joey and Rose.-
ROSE: ...Thank you. -TIME TO DO A WEED BREAKFAST. she might reconsider but she's sick of her head hurting, and she hasn't had a thing in her stomach since they arrived.-
JOEY: thanks
JOEY: =she wipes her hands on her pants before taking it. Does it help? Who knows?=
JOEY: =nibbles the krispie=
MEULIN: -They're pretty tasty and definitely Rice Krispie treats. They don't seem to taste any different than a normal one, but in about five to ten minutes they should feel a nice buzzy body high and a bit more floaty than before... depending on how high or low their tolerance is. They might be a lot floaty and a lot buzzy.-
JOEY: =she's a lusus vet. the occasion never called for drug use!=
JAMISON: =slowly lifts a manhole cover then jumps out of it. Where has this old man been?? Puts the cover back and scurries to the group= Oh fantastic you're eating! Here I've got some clean water. =thunks down a gallon jug, yes he's still shirtless... AND ARMED=
ROSE: -She's just starting to relax and let that buzzing feeling take over when JAMISON THE SUDDEN.-
ROSE: Fuck!
MEULIN: !! -IT'S THE RESPONSIBLE ADULT PARTY, EVERYONE SCATTER. But no she just smiles at Jamison.- HI! THANKS.
JOEY: =Nearly jumps out of her skin and fumbles with the rice krispie, almost dropping it. It's like when your parent catches you smoking! It's...almost like that, actually.=
ROSE: That was sudden. I figured you'd gone somewhere, but... It seems you went... There. This is good to have.
ROSE: Hello. Also.
JOEY: hiiii dad! um...where did you get the water?
JAMISON: Oh... didn't mean to give you all a start! Good morning! I'll go hunting down normal appearing meat later! No worries on the water I staked out a source and purified it myself with something I whipped up! :D
JOEY: =I knew it, it IS sewer water=
JAMISON: =LISTEN. SURVIVAL.=
ROSE: That's a relief. ROSE: We were just taking supply of what we've got. Suppose we'll be able to manage for long enough to figure which way is... out.
JAMISON: Any way can be out, missy! Haw! Simply pick a direction!
JOLENE: -waddles over after disappearing herself. this is a bad habit this family has.- agreed! and if it requires blowing holes into any of the buildings then i have explosives. :)
ROSE: Well. Shit.
ROSE: Alright. I'd first want... a car. Because it seems kind of desperate if we're going to be making our getaway from acts of explosives on foot.
ROSE: I was thinking we could try and tail one of those freight trucks.
JOLENE: that's probably a good idea........ -she just wants to level this whole place-
JAMISON: =beams at Jojo= Like the old days!
ROSE: The old truck hijacking days.
JOLENE: it really takes me back...
JOEY: ive never heard this story =chinhands, munching on this riceweedie=
JAMISON: Oh! There's tons of stories we can tell!! =proudly beams=
ROSE: I'm sure there's... plenty of time.
JOHN: - HE GAVE MEULIN A LOOK LIKE... so it's you... you're the supplier. but given they're in a crisis situation he lets it slide. And takes a bite of a rice krispy hoping it will help with the nausea. -
JOLENE: yes, true. for now let's focus on getting out of here. -peeps the rice krispies- what have you got there?
ROSE: Breakfast.
ROSE: Laced with a relaxant to dull the overwhelming stimulus of our environment.
ROSE: -WOW she's starting to think she's really good at being high-
JAMISON: They've scrounged up some-- oh? Hm........
JAMISON: So long as your reflexes are kept sharp!
JOHN: - How elegantly she puts it-
ROSE: :)
ROSE: :)
JOLENE: ... -squints-
JOLENE: are those weed rice krispies????????????????
ROSE: ...There is a mite touch of THC.
JAMISON: Awww come now Jojo! The youngsters aren't used to such dastardly dangers as we are!
JOHN: - please body digest these faster so he can feel not sick-
JOHN: - pleading with your body is a common medical practice don't you know-
JAMISON: Also it's a bit hard to find something that seems safe to consume out here.... I've even got looking for meat but I apparently haven't gone far enough on my last search!
JOHN: well i have lots of cakes
JOHN: they're safe... my dad made them.
JAMISON: Oh! Well that'll do finely! Good job old boy!
JOHN: it's not the most nutritious thing but...
JAMISON: Mustn't be picky about what you get to feast on in the wild, it could be the last meal you pass up! Haw!
MEULIN: CAKE IS GOOD. -thankfully being high makes you also want to eat just about anything... unless it's made by Guy, because fuck him.-
JOHN: - he breaks two out right now. months old but they're kept fresh although they might taste like they've been in hammer space for a little too long-
JOLENE: -frowns thinking about the cakes because she knows james is missing...- i'll have some cake. thank you, john.
JOHN: - he's frowning for the same reason-
JAMISON: I'll take one as well! Need to keep my wits sharp!! =THEY'LL FIND EVERYONE AND FIX JADE, BUCK UP EVERYONE!!!=
JAMISON: =HE BELIEVES!!=
JAMISON: Now then! I'll take that to go and SCOUT! :D
JOHN: -there's yellow cake that says HAPPY LATE DECEMBER and another one, chocolate that says HAPPY EARLY JANUARY
ROSE: Be careful. Try to avoid shooting anything.
ROSE: -EYES the cakes. REALLY, EGBERT FAMILY...-
JOLENE: .... -james............-
JAMISON: =DIBS ON THE YELLOW CAKE, pistol-winks at Rose= No promises but I will gather a route for us so get your rears in gear!!
JAMISON: And drink some water!
ROSE: -She is interrupted by a STOMACH GROWL. She levitates over a pretty large slice with her majyyks.-
JOLENE: -grabs a slice of chocolate cake and gobbles it down. YUM.-
JOHN: - HE makes sure everyone gets a large slice except himself because he's waiting for the cannabis to kick in-
JAMISON: =Bends down to touch his toes, stretches this way and that. If they're in the alley still he takes a running start at the wall and hardcore parkours his way up to the roof of one of the buildings= TALLY-HO!!!! =There he goes....=
JOHN: - bemused amazement at Jamison-
JOLENE: ... there he goes.
MEULIN: ...-shimmery eyes.- I WOULD TOTALLY DO THAT IF HE INVITED ME.
JOEY: so now we have dessert, candy, and happy times to fuel our energy =giggles=
ROSE: I... You know, that sort of reminds me.
ROSE: Obviously you are not beholden to stay, but I haven't seen any other trolls, outside of our group. Right? Just humans and... Less... Healthy looking humans.
JOHN: that is weird now that you mention it...
JOEY: if the troll to human ratio is low here, theres a chance of another group out there with one human surrounded by trolls
JOEY: =presses meulin's nose= boop
JOHN: hehehehe... boop! - does it too-
MEULIN: -IS BOOP!!!- (=ﾟ･ﾟ=)
MEULIN: PRRP! -bunts at their hands. Pet her.-
JOHN: - It's good luck! he gladly gives her head scratches. -
MEULIN: MAYBE THERE'S A FLEASON. PRRRRR.
JOHN: i kind of imagined... more trolls?
ROSE: Yeah...
JOEY: =Pats Meulin's hair floof, shrugging=
JOEY: maybe were meant to be here
JOEY: if youre saying this isn't a coincidence
JOHN: -...THAT IS NOT A COMFORTING THOUGHT-
JOEY: =sorry! it's not a lullaby to her either=
ROSE: I don't doubt there was intent in the decision.
ROSE: What I would like to find is the purpose behind this place.
ROSE: What these glamorous banalities mask.
ROSE: You know, that shit.
MEULIN: PRRR PRRR...
MEULIN: NOT GOOD STUFF. WHY WOULD THE EMPURR WANT TO F33D PEOPLE?
ROSE: Chemicals, probably. Fuck it.
JAMISON: =APPEARS again= Mind-control! Well.. it's a theory. Also if you have the necessities then you control the land.
JAMISON: A typical tactic done with water mostly but food isn't any different!
ROSE: Chemicals. -nods-
JOHN: maybe the food is... - dramatic pause- PEOPLE
JOHN: nah just kiddin
JOHN: or not..???
ROSE: Let's not rule anything out.
JAMISON: True, we should keep open minds so to not be surprised! JAMISON: Whatever these devils are eating isn't good for them and I can't say cannibalism does a body good!
MEULIN: .....
MEULIN: UMM...
MEULIN: WELL...
JUDE: -he's in the bg here just perpetually going hhhhhhh-
MEULIN: I'M PURRETTY SURE THAT'S STILL A THING ALTERNIA DOES...
JAMISON: =Peeps Jude.......=
JAMISON: Well yes, for you troll lot it is fine you're biology is capable of handling it. The same can't be said with our own digestive system. =Do you need a hug Jude? A sweaty, shirtless, hairy dadhug?=
MEULIN: BLEH. MEULIN: BUT WASN'T THERE A SIGN ABOUT D33P FRYING BABIES?
MEULIN: -stares off into the neon distance...-
JAMISON: Then it's quite possible that cannibalism has been introduced or even forced upon locals!
JUDE: -nO NOT REALLY DAD BUT THANKS...-
JUDE: okay but haven't you noticed the traits the humans around here are taking on?
JUDE: ashen skin... they've got growths on their heads??
JUDE: it'd make sense if they're being forced to eat their own
JUDE: if the condesce is trying to convert humanity to troll customs-- no, worse
JUDE: convert them into trolls themselves
[No? Maybe. Look, it's a decent proposal. However, no, there aren't any signs EXPLICITLY advertising frying babies, or any other humans for that matter.]
MEULIN: -SHE COULD SWEAR SHE SAW ONE LAST NIGHT-
JAMISON: Why that's a silly thing to do EVEN FOR Fish Hitler...... =squints= so she might just be doing it..... JAMISON: Confound it the seabeast is no genius when it comes to biology!.... Perhaps capturing one for testing is necessary....
JAMISON: I'm sure I would whip up a DNA analyzer!
MEULIN: OH... -geck face- THAT'S SO SUPURR GROSS?? WHY WOULD ANYBODY DO THAT???
JOEY: its a motivation if the fish queen wants an army of mindless followers
JOEY: rebuilding her race to the extent that all choice or doubt in her reign has been taken from them
MEULIN: MAYBE SHE SHOULD CLAWNSIDER REBUILDING HER BUTT WHEN I PUT MY FOOT IN IT. -grumpy growls. This cat does not like this town.-
JAMISON: Well said! There's ample space for my fists of fury along with your boot old girl!
MEULIN: OH MY GOD I ONLY JUST REALIZED YOU CAME BACK.
ROSE: Haha. Fuck.
MEULIN: WE JUST HAD A CONFURSATION AND EVERYTHING.
JAMISON: Right-o! Never stray for long when there's work to be done!
JAMISON: So, seeing how shooting is against the group consensus what about capturing?
ROSE: I could justify that, yes.
ROSE: We want to avoid a ruckus until we're certain they cannot corner us.
MEULIN: (ฅ•ω•ฅ) MEULIN: I'M GOOD AT POUNCING. I'VE B33N PRACTICING MY WHOLE LIFE.
JOEY: .....(adorable...)
JAMISON: Meulin! Would you like to capture a zombie with me? :D
MEULIN: -SNRKS and nudges bashfully at Joey. She heard that!!!-
JAMISON: =Holds up a net he made=
MEULIN: OH HELLS YES.
[ LOOK AT THIS NET THAT I JUST FOUND ]
JOHN: i think we should establish a base first that isn't an alley out in the open :0
JOHN: what about hijacking one of those trailers
ROSE: Was there room in those sewers?
JAMISON: Do we plan on being here for long? JAMISON: We could appropriate a building!
JOHN: - scratches under beard as he considers all these options-
ROSE: No, we need to catch up with the others. And despite her enthusiasm, I don't think Jolene has enough bombs to demolish this whole place.
JAMISON: Oh, well that's just a matter of creating more.
JOEY: we should keep a low profile before coming up with a solid game plan
JOEY: THEN we can make things blow up
JAMISON: Hm.... actually I would like to meet this "Guy" and take all his files.
ROSE: Well. Ideally, we would have a bomb on the side of town opposite we're going to escape from.
JOHN: hmm we're more than 20 hours from minnesota... if we somehow scored a trailer we could get out of town quickly if we need to and then take turns sleeping on the way there...
JAMISON: That is my near-end game to see what the devil is going on!
ROSE: Establish some sort of distraction.
JOEY: or direction
JOEY: if were going to sightsee, lets make an itinerary
JOEY: =smiles blissfully=
JOHN: - takes a deep breath. his stomach feels better and his nausea is gone. - those were really bomb ass rice krispies, meulin.
JOHN:... you still have that pb and banana...
ROSE: -SNORTS and laughs uncontrollably-
JOHN: @Rose
ROSE: -slides a lil plastic baby food container towards JOHN-
JOHN: - here he is, a grown ass man with a child eating baby food-
MEULIN: YOU ARE FURRY WELCOME.
JOHN: - incredible-
JOHN: - also he feels all tingly-
MEULIN: -she hasn't kept up with the conversation too terribly, thanks to the fact that she doesn't have to listen and can read it instead.- I THINK THE SEWERS MIGHT BE GOOD. THEY HAVE LITTLE AREAS DOWN THERE RIGHT?
MEULIN: IT WON'T SMELL GREAT BUT I THINK IT MIGHT BE BETTER THAN ICKY BUFFALO RANCH NOOK HELL.
JOHN: alright well... we have a lot of different ideas. and i honestly don't know what's the best choice.
JOHN: should we vote?
JOEY: =her eyes get spherical=
JOEY: theres such a place as buffalo ranch nook hell?
ROSE: Let's steal the zepplin.
JAMISON: I would like to have a base of operations and the sewers weren't so terrible for tha- oh a zepplin would be grand!
JOHN: is that a serious option because if so i like it.
JOHN: - HAS WIND POWERS-
ROSE: Yes. Fuck it. Fuck the sky. Let's steal it.
JOHN: yeah! - fist pump-
MEULIN: -leans toward Joey- WE'RE IN IT. WE ARE IN BUFFALO RANCH NOOK HELL.
JOEY: does anyone know how to actually fly one of those? it's hard from what i have heard :\
JOHN: oh, I have wind powers
JOHN: plus they probably do... - points at jo jo and jamison-
MEULIN: HE SAYS, SUPURR CATSUALLY.
JOHN: - he just takes for granted that the old people know everything-
JOHN: - floats as an example for joey-
ROSE: I, too, have powers, but I'd also think that hauling everyone up into the sky will attract a measure of attention we're not prepared for.
ROSE: Which is second to my previously stated stance, fuck the sky.
JAMISON: Oh! Yes you have been floating as of late I recall... =strokes mustache=
MEULIN: FUCK THE SKY!!
JOHN: ohhhh thats true. - considers this-
JOEY: ... =glances down at the rice krispie- aight, how strong is this stuff?
ROSE: Thank you.
MEULIN: I MEAN... IT'S A WHOLE KRISPIE...
MEULIN: (ฅ•ᆺ•ฅ)
JOHN: - only took a bite of his and put the rest wrapped up in his pocket-
JOEY: since when can people fly??
JOHN: it's not such a weird thing where we come from.
MEULIN: OH YEAH, PEOPLE FLY AROUND ALL THE TIME.
JOEY: i come from earth. this earth! everything is weird to me!
MEULIN: ARADIA HAS THESE TOTALLY BALLER WINGS, AND SO DOES MY BOSS ANGER STARE.
JOEY: anger....stare....
ROSE: Redglare.
JOHN: but like... if we had somewhere to land it, i could use wind currents to bring down the zep. maybe rose's psiionics could steady the landing.
MEULIN: (●ↀωↀ●)
ROSE: I am a psionic, of sorts. -Little finger sparks to demonstrate...-
MEULIN: BUT THEN WE WILL ALSO HAVE TO KILL WHOEVER IS ON BOARD! PURRBABLY.
MEULIN: RIGHT?
JAMISON: Probably!
JOEY: =whispers to meulin= (why is redstare so mad?)
JOHN: wow haha... settle down there.
JAMISON: Or capture them HAW!
JOHN: we don't have to kill anyone.
JOEY: =JUST....WATCHING THE SPARKS....LIKE ITS A NORMAL OCCURRENCE!=
MEULIN. -fails to whisper back- I THINK SHE HAS A BAD DAY, BUT LIKE, EFURRY DAY. WE SHOULD DO SOMETHING NICE FOR HER LATER.
MEULIN: -considers giving her boss weed... hmm-
JOEY: =gasps= does she like desserts? what about one of your riceweedies?
MEULIN: YES. I AM UPVOTING THIS PLAN.
JOHN: ok all in favor of trying to steal the zep say aye.
MEULIN: AYYYY ELL EM AY OH!
JOHN: that works.
JAMISON: AYE AYE!
JOEY: okay if you know what youre doing! :D
JOHN:... but we're not going to kill anyone unless they try to kill us first. - STERN GLANCING. -
MEULIN: OKAY CAPTAIN JOHN!
JOHN: - makes a face. don't even joke about that. he wants to hide behind rose. -
ROSE: And we should kidnap a... are we really going with Zombie? As a name?
MEULIN: -what?? IS HE NOT THE ZEPPELIN CAPTAIN AND/OR TEAM CAPTAIN?? JEEEEEZ-
JAMISON: I haven't the slightest what the devil else to call them.
MEULIN: I AM ALSO VOTING FOR "SQU33BS."
JOHN: hey we can knock out two birds with one stone. there has to be a pilot, right?
ROSE: Yes, but I doubt the people down here are running anything of importance.
ROSE: I mean, look at them.
MEULIN: CATCH ONE SQU33B, HOP ON BLIMP, NYOOM OFF INTO THE SUNSET.
JOHN: maybe the pilot will know more. - head scratcher-
JAMISON: By the time you all have the zeppy down Meulin and I should have one secure.
MEULIN: YUP!!
JOHN: alright. that works too!
JOEY: =starts singing, clapping john on the back=
JOEY: she says that my life is over
JOEY: "boy you don't know what you got till it's gone
JOEY: come put your head upon my shoulder"
JOEY: she gave me her hand but i ignored her
JOEY: oh dr. john
JOEY: what am i doing
JOEY: what am i doing i wrong?
JOEY: cuz i keep on trying
JOEY: something ain't going
JOEY: something ain't going on
JOEY: oh dr. john
JOHN:... - THIS CHILD. he loves her already-
MEULIN: -she would sway but she has no idea this is a song-
JOHN: - pushes her playfully- get back jojo!
JOEY: =im 37 my dude=
JOHN: - he has no idea-
JOHN: - you're like 10+ years older than him-
JOEY: =theres probably something in grubloaf tbh=
JAMISON: =PLUS GOOD GENES=
JOEY: =aww you say that cuz im your kid=
JAMISON: =Also he and Jojo have THE BEST GENES. Spry old folks=
JOEY: =that she wont deny=
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New York: Day 1
[ Towers loom overhead, bright red thorny spires, bilboards plastered with brightly-illuminated advertisements for alien foods written in scrawling alternian scripts. All of them promising THE GREATEST TASTES, the ULTIMATE FOOD EXPERIENCE, TEN THOUSAND PERCENT EATS!!!! NONE HUNGER AND ALWAYS THE FEEDED! The urban sprawl seems to know no end, streets packed with despondant looking humans, some of whom have unhealthy, pale-gray skin and weird little growths on their foreheads. Somewhere in the distance, glamorous spotlights shine high into the night.
A massive blimp hovers overhead. It reads: WELCOME TO FLAVORTOWN. ]
[ The experience is jarring and they are immediately struck by a wave of sensations. Bright lights, intense odors, and, soon enough, the feeling of being dumped onto hard, cold pavement. Rose, John, Kankri, Gamzee, Meulin, Jamison, Jolene, Dualscar, Jude and Joey all find themselves met with the same rude awakening, scattered down a block labeled in jarring neon lights, UMAMI. ]
JOEY: =oof!! It hasn't been one of her better landings...=
JOEY: where the HELL are we?
ROSE: -she answers by way of promptly throwing up in the gutter.-
JUDE: -OH GOD OH MAN OH GOD OH MAN-
JAMISON: OOF, =still holding his babies and STANDS= WHAT THE JIMJAM FLIMFLAM IS THIS RASSAFRASSING TOMFOOLERY!??!
JAMISON: =scampers in place holding two grown adults.... oh there are others here= Everyone grab a rifle I've got plenty strapped to my body!
MEULIN: -YOWLS and sticks the landing on her feet, puffed up and claws out. WHO MUST SHE BRAWL.-
ROSE: -this city is sure hell for someone with a migraine. awesome.-
ROSE: -She's just gonna lay down and drape an arm over her eyes because this is way too much to process.-
ROSE: -she's CRACKLING A LITTLE with all kinds of weird energy right now.-
JOHN: mother....fucker. -grunts, rolling around a little because his knees are stinging. but he recovers quickly, floating up to his feet and whizing around.- hey, is everyone okay?
ROSE: I am going to take every liberty to not be okay right now.
ROSE: I'd really like that.
ROSE: For a second.
KANKRI: -Unceremoniously dumped into the street on the alien to him planet by a zap of green energy, its very alarming, hes frazzled, but the moment he hears John his head is snapping in that direction.-
JOEY: =To rose= heyyyy youre kinda staticky...
JOHN: yeah -blinking in the harsh light. ugh. this is tacky. earth has really gone to shit, hasn't it?-
JOHN: but i mean no one has broken bones or anything, right?
ROSE: I.
ROSE: I know.
ROSE: No, I didn't-- break anything.
ROSE: I just...
ROSE: Fuck.
ROSE: FUCK.
JOHN: -lands- rose?
ROSE: Do you recall a number of childish beliefs held by myself and perhaps others? That-- that I am some manner of machiavellian genius, carefully placing my pieces on a chessboard?
ROSE: Because it's wrong. It's fucking wrong. We were used. I was used. She--
ROSE: God DAMN it.
JOHN: -just...keeps apparoaching her, not bothering to comment because he doesn't know what she's talking about. he just puts his hand on her shoulder, despite the sparks.-
ROSE: -she's kinda crying a little bit under that arm, turns out. She leans into John. A throbbing ache in her head, a deep pit of guilt in her stomach, and that inescapable feeling of betrayal. All of it. She eventually just clings to him, throwing her arms around his shoulders.-
JOHN: -Holds her tightly like 8( 'cause what else can he do? He glances around at everyone else for a moment and then focuses on patting Rose on the back as she sobs.-
JOEY: D:
KANKRI: -Oh, Rose looks in really bad shape. ):B -
[The faint smell of chipotle seasoning and deep fried fat waft through the air. The pale figures on the street seem anxious, but not at these strangers arrival. No, it's something more. Some wear fake smiles, painted into their faces, trying to seem joyous despite the nightmare everyone is in.]
JOHN: -At least comforting Rose gives him something else to focus on because this is REALLY DISTURBING.-
JOEY: um.... =pats Jude a bit urgently= um.... =points??=
JAMISON: =This is unsettling! He focuses on his glasses and IMMEDIATELY gets out his potato-zooka= Should we wipe out the left or right first?
JOHN: hey woah wait. they're not hurting us.
JOHN: -why are you always so TRIGGER HAPPY?-
JOHN: -still has Rose tucked in his arm.-
JAMISON: Can't say I'm so found of... pasty possible hostiles but I'll keep an eye on them..... =Squints=
KANKRI: -Hes eyeing Jamison so hard, he remembers this human, he does not like this man. Although yes, the sense of unease radiating from the people around them is quite terrible.- I d9nt 6elieve they are h9stiles th9ugh.
ROSE: -She sniffs, taking a deep breath.-
ROSE: -Then she wipes at her eyes with her hands, messily.-
ROSE: They look human enough.
KANKRI: In fact t9 them we might 6e the h9stiles c9nsidering we are the 9nes wh9 suddenly appeared 9n their sidewalk. -Looks around at their new surroundings again.-
JOHN: -studies them. He's been a doctor long enough to tell that they look unhealthy. Is it lack of nutrition combined with some sort of mutation?-
JOHN: poor guys...
MEULIN: -growling softly.- SOMETHING'S WRONG WITH THIS PLACE... IT SMELLS... WRONG.
JAMISON: =Rose looks sad.... he gives her a homemade shrapnel granade= Alright then.... I suppose the zombies have clearance....
JOHN: -takes a deeper whiff and sneezes-
JOHN: smells spicy!
JOHN: -pulls a multi colored chain of hankerchiffs out of his sleeve and offers it to Rose with the intent of cheering her up A LITTLE BIT.-
ROSE: -what the fuck, jamison-
ROSE: -ok-(edited)
KANKRI: -Zombies.... Please.- I d9nt think any9ne w9uld appreciate 6eing called that, dispite h9w 9utwardly appearing unwell.
JOEY: whatever it is my creep-o-meter is skyrocketing
JOHN: let's not argue over semanticss guys. we should focus on the big picture here.
JAMISON: =IT'S FOR COMFORT=
[ Overhead, and paying them no mind, robotic drones rocket with a piece of NEW construction. A large screen of some kind, already busily welding it to the side of a building. It flickers to life, soon cycling a brand new advertisement:
http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/seriouslytheworst/images/f/fd/Banner2.gif/revision/latest?cb=20150919122657 ]
JOHN: -wrinles his nose at this rampant commercialism- ew....
JOEY: thats it
JOEY: i must be dreaming
KANKRI: -John is this really what earth advertising is like?-
JAMISON: =SQUINTS???/?=
JOHN: -Well tbh...yes-
KANKRI: -Thats so sad... No wonder these mutated earthlings look tormented.-
[ YOU WON'T BELIEVE ]
ROSE: -She's sitting up and composed herself a little bit, now just sitting on the sidewalk.-
JOHN: -hovers around her because he feels protective but his general uneasiness wants them to get moving.. .SOMEWHERE instead of just standing here like sitting ducks- i guess we should try to find out where we are and maybe try to contact the others?
JOHN: does anybody's comm work? mine doesn't.
ROSE: I'm trying to think.
ROSE: I'm not sure. I might have fried it.
[IT'LL FIT RIGHT IN]
[FRIED THING!!!! $5.95!!!! FRY ANY THING THAT FITS IN THE FRIER! FRY YOUR BABY!!!!!! $5.95!!!!!!!]
MEULIN: RRR... SOMEONE CAN TRY MINE. -uncaptchalogues hers and holds it out to anyone-
JOHN: :/
MEULIN: I'M GOING TO K33P MY NOSE OUT.
ROSE: -she reaches for it, and checks it.-
ROSE: Oh.
MEULIN: -wrinkling said nose-
KANKRI: -Shuffles a bit closer to peep at what Rose is typing, and also just to be closer to john.- 9h, it d9es w9rk. Thats g99d.
JOHN: -also 👀 also hello Kankri he's going to sling his arm around your waist because this SUCKS BALLS.-
KANKRI: -Hes glued to your side now, John.-
JOHN: -It's fine. As far as tumors go, you're pretty benign. He peeps on what Rose is doing.-
JOHN: any luck?
KANKRI: -Tumors....-
KANKRI: -Yeah alright fair that is him.-
ROSE: Vriska stole the ship.
ROSE: Fairly incompetently.
JOHN: ...pfffft... WHAT? -LAUGHING-
ROSE: She's arguing with HAL, right now...
JOHN: oh my gosh. i am going to give her such a punch.
ROSE: And she is losing.
JOHN: can you pass that message on for me?
JOHN: right in the face. boom.
KANKRI: -Hes frowning.- 9h dear... that d9esn't s9und all that funny 9r like light hearted material c9nsidering 9ur situati9n.
JOHN: well i really do mean it. she is kidnapping my baby technically. but what else did you find out/
ROSE: I'd rate it as a three, compared to the seven that is a hamburger with eyeballs.
ROSE: Dirk is in Texas.
ROSE: And... other people are elsewhere. Information is still a bit disoragnized.
JOHN: -snorts again. Sorry guys. This is his reaction to pain.-(edited)
JOHN: i hope everyone's ..at least as relatively ok as we are.
ROSE: Relatively.
ROSE: ...See if Jamison or Jolene can't look at your coms. I think mine will recover when I can... get ahold of myself.
KANKRI: Again, an9ther p9sitive.
JOHN: things could be a lot worse! -gonna pass his comm along to Jamison-
JAMISON: =was already fiddling with things but he'll fiddle MORE and FIX UP John's comm=
JOHN: -sighs a little as he hands it over.- i hope jade is alright...and the babies.
JOHN: she was all...weird right before we teleported.
JOHN: growling and stuff.
KANKRI: Yes, indeed. -Hes also going to fish out his device and look it over to be certain it still is working.-
KANKRI: Als9 9h... Well ideally they all will 6e just fine.
KANKRI: -Hes so bad at comforting right now, hes a failure.-
JOLENE: -currently barking and flipping her shit, too busy to be helpful mostly because I'm doing too much at once-
JOEY: so i take it jade isnt normally like that
ROSE: No.
ROSE: She's not.
JUDE: -HOWEVER, he's grumbling something about kids being fine-
JOEY: ah
JUDE: -while hunched over his comm which does work-
JOHN: -rubs the back of his neck, frowning and looking around. he feels restless.-
JAMISON: =hands John back his comm GOOD AS NEW... maybe even better. Definitely better it has a GUN feature now=
JAMISON: There you go! :D
JOHN: -????????????-
JAMISON: =He had it for 2 minutes=
JOEY: =comfort pat on Jude's back???=
JUDE: -GOOD PLAN-
JOHN: -HE WILL PROBABLY NEVER USE THIS BUT HE SAYS THANK YOU ANYWAY. -
JOHN: -he'll get dirk to install a child safety lock when he gets back home >>-
JUDE: -STARES AT JOEY WIDE EYED- ... I...
JUDE: I told her... that the head set... -looks down at his comm again- I guess it doesn't matter now
ROSE: What?
ROSE: What are you talking about?
ROSE: -Sits up, from being all hunched over her com.-
JUDE: ... jane's head set
JUDE: I thought... because it was crocker corp technology
JUDE: they could use it to get to us somehow... track our location... or worse
JUDE: and worse happened
ROSE: -she just scowls.-
ROSE: Mm.
MEULIN: WAIT, WHAT?? -looks around for whoever's speaking. her sunglasses aren't exactly being clear on who this is yet.-
MEULIN: WHAT HAPPENED EXACTLY?
JOEY: :(
JOEY: jude was right...again
ROSE: You can have this back. -She holds the device over to her.-
ROSE: We were used.
ROSE: I don't know if she was in on it somehow, or—
ROSE: I don't know.
ROSE: This is too much.
ROSE: Everything is... too much.
JOHN: we can't think about that right now. -nudges her.-
JOHN: let's focus on what we can control.-
ROSE: Right.
ROSE: We need a way to get out of here. Meet up with the others.
ROSE: And we need a place to rest and take stock of what we've got.
MEULIN: -puts the device back up- THE SMELL OF THIS PLACE... IS GIVING ME A WICKED BAD HEADACHE. (^>ｪ<^)
ROSE: -She wipes her eyes one last time and rises to her feet.- It's pretty intense. And... sustained.
JOHN: -UGH YEAH ME TOO. it's actually worse than he wants to admit because of sensory stuff but HE'S STAYING STUBBORNLY. OPTIMISTIC. he uncapatchas a little tub of ....Vicks of all thing sand takes a BIG WHIFF.- mmm.....okay thats' better.
JOHN: -dabs it on his upper lip right below his nostrils-
KANKRI: Hm. D9 we even have any exact idea 9f where we are currently l9cated?
KANKRI: 6esides in an ur6an setting surr9unded 6y seemingly thrilled individuals, wh9 I d9nt necessarily 6elieve are as happy as they appear...
JOHN: yeah this is some 1984 bullshit if i ever saw it. looks like they're really on board with big brother.
JOHN: bitch couldn't even be original about how she fucked up my planet. -sighs-
JOHN: maybe we could ask one though?
ROSE: ...I...
ROSE: Don't think this one was ever on the maps, before.-
ROSE: -she points towards the sky, where the massive blimp looms, reading WELCOME TO FLAVORTOWN.-
KANKRI: 6ig 6r9ther... are y9u meaning t9 say and 9r ass9ciate it with the phrase that in turn means the "9ver watching presence" 9f a higher c9rp9rati9n 9r g9vernment, usually in a negative 9r c9rrupted light?
KANKRI: -Also looks where Rose is pointing and oh what do you know. They are in Flavortown.-
JOHN: well, apparently we're in flavortown, i guess. -rolls eyes-
JOHN: juts saying it makes me feel dirty.
KANKRI: -Side eyes John.- That is an 9dd reacti9n t9 have t9 a name 9f a city.
KANKRI: Alth9ugh I have t9 agree with R9se, I d9nt remem6er ever learning a69ut a city named as such in my studies 9f Earth. Alth9ugh I c9uld have easily missed it if its n9t m9re significant.
JOEY: im gone for what? ten years?
JOEY: everythings changing!
JOHN: i feel you, kiddo.
JOHN: i wanted to show you guys my room! my old psoters are still up in there.
JOHN: i think?
JOEY: =KIDDO....im almost 40= eheeheehee
JOHN: -he walks up to some of the advertisements, studying closely and trying to read some of the SIGNAGE. he can understand Alternian, at least if that's what the troll script is.-
JOHN: -he's hoping there's one of those cheesy maps with the YOU ARE HERE arrows or osmething.-
[ John does manage to see this ]
http://vignette1.wikia.nocookie.net/seriouslytheworst/images/1/1c/Chart-mooo.png/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/640?cb=20150920192938
JOEY: RUMP!
[It doesn't seem as if anyone is interested in speaking to them, much less harming them. If anything, everyone around is too busy trying to look mirthful, as if they hope it's sufficient enough. The city streets aren't busy, but there are definitely plenty of alley ways, a couple even with barrel fires in them.]
JOHN: -HES' GETTING EDUCATED ABOUT MEAT BUT NOT WHERE THEY ARE, NECESSARILY-
KANKRI: -Barrel fires are not exactly safe. Someone could fall in or they could be knocked over or filled with dangerous burning products.-
JOHN: -don't worry kankri, he won't let anyone stuff you into a burning barrel.-
KANKRI: -WELL HE WASNT THINKING ABOUT THAT.-
JOHN: -okay well his comm is working. what if he just tries...Troogle Maps?-
KANKRI: -But that would be a concern.-
JOHN: -It's only an issue if you're tiny and perfectly barrel sized-
KANKRI: -John has thought about this too much.-
[If John checks Troogle maps, he will find that they are somewhere near the New York /Canada border]
JOHN: -Sighs, taking a screen shot so he doesn't have to waste so much battery. Then he shows it to Rose.-
ROSE: Oh.
ROSE: ...
ROSE: This is. Kind of near where I used to live.
JOHN: oh! wow! really?
ROSE: We're about six miles from Niagra Falls.
JOEY: =looks around, surprised= really??
ROSE: Yeah.
ROSE: That can't be right.
JOHN: how come?
ROSE: Because it...
ROSE: Just doesn't make much sense? I mean, I admit, my knowledge of this area is approximate and only half-remembered, but...
ROSE: Look at how far this city extends.
ROSE: Look at the size of these buildings!
ROSE: There's no industry or exploitable resource here. The falls are a tourist attraction.
JOEY: because...! =gestures at....everything.=
JOHN: -bites his lip- extreme urban sprawl.
ROSE: Well, yes. To a cartoonish degree. Which I do admit is a bit... appropriate, in the presence of certain elements.
ROSE: -She poitns to another sign.- http://vignette1.wikia.nocookie.net/seriouslytheworst/images/9/97/YUMEE.png/revision/latest?cb=20150919122142
ROSE: But still.
JOHN: -he desperately wants to graffiti on all this crap. and maybe take a leak on it for good measure.-
JOHN: >:/
JOEY: you alright there john buddy
JOHN: oh yeah. i just got my dander up.
[And yet it exists. All of it. Spicily, and v eerily the buildings loom over them. An almost palpable haze of grease in the air. Not mention the numerous neon signs. A new one was being attached to an adjacent building right at this moment. An unsettling picture of Guy Fieri upon. GUYS BIG BITE. SEASON PREMIERE LIVE FROM FLAVORTOWN. Wednesday at 8pm est/7pm cst]
ROSE: -SQUINTS-
JOHN: -PARTICULARILY REPULSED BY THIS IMAGE.- it's like the batterwitch's floury fingerprints on everything.
JOHN: sliding down your back.
JOHN: -shivers-
MEULIN: .... WHO THE FURK IS GUY?(edited)
KANKRI: -Squints up at the billboard as well.- I am als9 c9nfused as t9 wh9 this is.
JOHN: -turns away from it pointedly.- so what do you think rose? is it worth it to try and find your old house?
ROSE: No.
ROSE: No, I doubt there's anything left.
ROSE: We should just find someplace to sleep where no one will ask us any questions.
ROSE: ...Not that they appear to be willing to.
JOHN: hmm. - scratches chin and troogle maps again. this times for subways... and not the kind that sell sandwiches. -
[Closed and currently being filled with buffalo wing queso]
JOHN: -he's mad because he's disappointed but that sounds delicious-
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MN, Ground: Day 22, Concert Broadcast
DIRK: -tonight is the night of the concert... but he's been stuck in bed, having run out of mindless tasks to occupy himself with. somebody can probably roll him to the living room later... for now, he turns the pendant around between his fingers over and over while staring up at the ceiling.-
RUFIOH: -large wing swoops by the window. Somebody's taking a flight outside, it looks like.-
KANKRI: -Is he leaving forever?-
DIRK: -stares out the window then. look at him go.-
RUFIOH: -lands in some tree and kicks back. Casually lighting himself some nip... before raising it to acknowledge that he DOES see Dirk.-
DIRK: .... -looks back up at the ceiling for a second, then crawls out of bed to open up the window and peep at rufioh-
DIRK: Hey.
RUFIOH: -takes his time with the hit before breathing out.- sup, man... long t1me, no see.
DIRK: No joke. I was expecting it to be longer.
DIRK: How did you even get here?
RUFIOH: mm.
RUFIOH: 1t's got to do w1th mak1ng we1rd acqua1ntances on avalon... and some portal hopp1ng? that sh1t was pretty scary...
RUFIOH: but next th1ng 1 knew, 1 was on the sh1p. and then breach1ng the atmosphere on one of those... emergency pods...
RUFIOH: flew the rest of the way. fast, h1gh, qu1et to myself so nobody saw me.
RUFIOH: met up w1th the folks 1n earth canada... now 1'm here.
DIRK: -raises brows- Damn. You've had one hell of a journey.
DIRK: It's good to see you again. Just a shame it has to be under these conditions. -leans a little heavily on the window frame-
RUFIOH: yeah... -eyeballs him a lil, flicking the cig.- some scar that's gonna be.
DIRK: -grunts- Pretty cool, huh? -barely even trying to sound like he believes that-
RUFIOH: looks pa1nful. -rises to stand on the branch again.- wanna hang?
DIRK: -pauses for a second. he wasn't really expecting to be asked that.- Uh... -but he wants to lay in bed all day???-
DIRK: Yeah. Sure.
RUFIOH: -gestures for him to follow and then flaps all the way up to the lake house roof. Bird perch.-
ARADIA: -standing in the doorway of the room dirk is in. like a normal person does for long periods of time-
DIRK: -he definitely doesn't have the energy to scale the house right now.... THOUGH HE IS FULLY CAPABLE... anyway, he turns so he can make his way to the stairs that lead to the roof's terrace, only to see aradia.-
DIRK: -JUMPS- Shit-- How long have you been standing there?
ARADIA: a while
DIRK: -makes a face-
DIRK: Well, I'm heading up to the roof to hang out with Rufioh. You wanna join? -starts shuffling around her-
ARADIA: -lets him shuffle around her without moving out of the way before turning to follow him- okay
DIRK: -geez, aradia... well, there he goes, ascending to the floor and looking around for rufioh-
RUFIOH: -just sitting up there, cross-legged and having himself a smoke. It just so happens that it's also been a while since Rufioh saw Aradia around. He eyes her, surprised but also not surprised to see her.- sup meg1do.... been a wh1le.
ARADIA: -follows behind dirk and smiles at rufioh, waving- ill say
ARADIA: its about time you got here :D
RUFIOH: 1 was tak1ng 1t easy, 1 guess... but not too easy. -Join him. Sit with him.- 1 have a wr1ggler.
TAVROS & GAMZEE: =They are a ways from the safehouse people are in, in apparent conversation. Tavros' shoulders are slouched, head turned away from the other troll while they talk. Gamzee stands taller, and is using his hands while he speaks. Sometimes Tavros looks back at him, at the hands, fidgets, and looks away. Gamzee's body language seemingly growing more frustrated, hands waving a bit in the air while struggling on what to say. Then placing a finger to his own temple. It makes Tavros look back at him, and they both stand still. More fidgeting from Tavros, and he rubs the back of his neck. Whatever they are talking about don't seem particularly comfortable for either party.=
RUFIOH: -peeks from the roof... concerned.- }:(
DIRK: -glances over at them as well, brows furrowed, but takes a seat with rufioh for now.- You do?
ARADIA: -she plops down next to rufioh- tell me everything
RUFIOH: oh yeah... he's th1s egg 1 found when a y1pbeast tr1ed gett1ng away w1th 1t for lunch... 1 guess from the hatch1ng caverns on avalon.
RUFIOH: d1dn't know what else to do w1th h1m except... keep h1m unt1l he hatched? 1 d1dn't th1nk he would anyway.
RUFIOH: now he's just k1nd of... eat1ng everyth1ng 1n s1ght, haha.
RUFIOH: h1s name 1s em1let... l1l egg bro. }:)
ARADIA: thats great! where is he now
ARADIA: on the ship?
TAVROS & GAMZEE: =Tavros' mouth is moving, and whatever he is saying is making Gamzee's hands drag down his face. Drags, then a rub, and he shakes his head. He waves his hands around again, and Tavros' shoulders grow tense. The bull troll makes a vauge handgesture to all of Gamzee, then inclines his head to the side before shaking it. A brief laughter, uncomfortable and uncertain. Gamzee lets out a frustrated noise followed by a loud "ain't you a fucking doctor or no?" that sounds both angry and confused. He's turning away and motions to move, but Tavros grabs his shoulder before he can. There's silence again, then Tavros speaking with his head ducked. Gamzee still appears stressed, hands in tight fists, but then easing.=
RUFIOH: yeah, he's... safe. -eyes this conversation with more concern.- }:((
ARADIA: -also watches in front of them. that looks about right- im glad you could join us
DIRK: ...
DIRK: -glances at rufioh- Do you know what's up with all that? -gestures to tavros and gamzee talking-
RUFIOH: -looks off, avoiding his eye. Dragging the cig more.- not sure...
TAVROS & GAMZEE: =They're standing close, Tavros doing most of the talking by the looks of it. No doubt rambling by the way his mouth moves. The hand holding Gamzee's shoulder is gradually tightening until Gamzee has placed his on top of it, gently prying it off. He pats it, and Tavros withdraws his hand. Gamzee watches him while Tavros avoids his eye, looking down and shrugging. The capricorn rubs one eye with his palm as they both continue to stand there in silence, then reaches out to unfittingly give Tavros a playful shove to the shoulder. It makes Tavros take a step back, surprised, but he's looking up again. Gamzee says something, Tavros lets out a faint laugh, but at least it has a twinge of humor to it even if it's half hearted. He says something back, taking a step to return the shove, then the two of them walk further away from the house together.=
MEULIN: -She's watching this herself from inside, tail swishing contemplatively. She should talk to Gamzee later...-
ARADIA: -it's always a relief to be completely sure that they're in the right place, and even little things like this are enough evidence. she watches them walk off, her wings fluttering while she sits- guessing in order to fill in the blanks sometimes feels better than just not knowing
ARADIA: but it can also be completely wrong and steer you away from your original purpose -aradia tf you talking about-
DIRK: -watches them walk away, relieved they seem to have worked out whatever was going on with them, before looking at aradia.- ...
DIRK: I see.
RUFIOH: -side eyes her before frowning.- ...
RUFIOH: 1'd rather not... be left to f1ll the gaps. but that's just me.
ARADIA: i think most people feel that way
DIRK: -goes quiet after that. unfortunately, he's got too many unfilled blanks in his thoughts right now, and his mind can't help but guess. he just wishes it did make him feel better.-
RUFIOH: -passes dirk the blunt. He feels him thinking.-
DIRK: -hey, maybe that will make him feel better.- Thanks.
DIRK: -accepts it and takes a hit, staring off at the landscape.-
ARADIA: theres something about earth that feels worth saving
ARADIA: and i dont know what makes the distinction
DIRK: -stares at her- Was that ever a question?
ARADIA: -shakes her head- ARADIA: i mean that theres something
ARADIA: special about it
ROSE: -She's down in the lower floor, having set up some kind of large whiteboard with some dry-erase markers. Some kind of chart, at a glance, though no one's going to see the details til later, when they come back down.-
RUFIOH: what k1nd of spec1al? 1 mean... -brings his knees up to rest his chin on.-
RUFIOH: 1f you're go1ng out of your way to ment1on 1t... the spec1alness.
RUFIOH: compared to every other place people have tr1ed sav1ng.
ARADIA: thats what im wondering
ARADIA: it seems to have something the other planets dont
ARADIA: given the extent of the conquest
RUFIOH: not sure 1f that makes me feel better... -sighs-
ARADIA: -looks over at rufioh- doesnt have to
ARADIA: i just notice it you know?
RUFIOH: yeah... 1 know.
ARADIA: -softens her expression and just lightly touches his arm, silent.-
RUFIOH: -rumble rumble chirrs. A comforting sound.-
DIRK: -he has some ideas, but he already feels like enough of a downer, so he just glances off, exhaling smoke.-
ARADIA: -chirrs softly in response, only momentarily, hand still on his arm. sadness. pain. it's all inevitable at one point or another. but she will gladly sit with both of them for as long as they feel alone. now, she watches dirk-
DIRK: -the gaze seems to pressure him to speak and he huffs, passing the blunt back to rufioh.-
DIRK: I don't think special is the right word to describe Earth's role in all this.
DIRK: It implies there's some big cosmic scheme, putting this planet at the center of some kind of turning point in this war.
DIRK: But here's what makes it different from Beforus and Europa -- The Condesce already had control of it.
DIRK: Both of those planets were once a part of the Empire, or founded by former Alternians. Which means they seperated from the Condesce's regime, and at no point was she able to dig her claws into their government.
DIRK: She destroyed them to teach them a lesson. That they should've taken her side a long time ago.
DIRK: -sighs- Earth and humankind thought they had the upperhand after the War of Alternian Repression, but I wouldn't be fucking surprised if the empress "disappearing" was all just a ploy for her to give them a false sense of security, lure them into forming T.U.M.U.T. and then using her connections to Skaianet and Crocker Corp. to hallow Earth out from the inside while fucking up as much of the galaxy as possible through stooges like us who actually believed we were repairing the damages she had done.
ARADIA: youve thought this over a lot
ARADIA: youre doubting yourself again
DIRK: Doubting what? Those are just the facts. -seems irritated now...-
ARADIA: through stooges like us who actually believed we were repairing the damages she had done
ARADIA: what you said was full of facts and truth but thats what im talking about
MEULIN: -She's leaning out the window below them, just reading what's on her glasses. She doesn't want to climb up and interrupt... but listening is something she can do. Maybe it's mostly all she ever does. It's hard to have the power to help. Maybe that's what Dirk means, too.-
MEULIN: -She leans on the sill and sighs. She keeps telling herself that it doesn't matter how she feels, that she's here for everyone regardless... but being here isn't enough, either, and maybe it does matter how she feels. It matters enough to get in the way, after all.-
DIRK: I hate to break it to you, but that's as factual as anything else I said.
DIRK: We were used and we've been floundering to get back on our feet since then. Even with all this divine fucking intervention, we're as useless as we ever were. I shouldn't have believed there was any point in fighting.
DIRK: -he immediately regrets the words coming out of his mouth, if only because he doesn't want anyone to know he's thinking these things. he definitely doesn't want anyone to feel that way, too, so he gets up quickly so he can make his way back into the house.-
DIRK: ... Forget I said that.
ARADIA: -she's still trying to do her job, trying to keep them on track, but something in what he says stirs something that makes her eyes water even though she doesn't look sad in the slightest-
RUFIOH: -looks between Dirk and Aradia... not saying anything. He's not especially good at these things in the moment. Hell. He's notorious for making bad decisions on the subject if left to his own devices.-
RUFIOH: -but he does hold Aradia's hand. Just wordless about it.-
---
DIRK: -there he goes, DESCENDING THE STAIRS. he's upset, but instead of retreating back to his room, he paces through the house until he happens upon rose's white board.-
ROSE: -She seems to be sorting out members of the crew based on injury and ability...-
ROSE: -maybe not necessarily the BEST source of inspiration for a cause here-
ARADIA: -it's confusing sometimes, when she thinks she's entirely positive and certain of the route they take only to be reminded of all of the bad routes, the wrong ones. it's hard to remember. it's hard to cycle between feeling numb to it and not numb at all. she's not sure what part is making her feel to this extent, but her fingers intertwine with rufioh's and she tries to ground herself by focusing on the physical connection.-
RUFIOH: -He breathes out. Not knowing what's on her mind exactly... but hoping that even for a minute, reality will make sense if he just holds her hand. As they sit quietly, a breeze comes to ruffle their hair. It's nice.-
DIRK: -just kinda hovers there, reading over everything she has written down. he's awfully overwhelmed, but hey, he's here so he should get involved in the planning probably.-
SOLLUX: -He's inside, in a room on his own. Right now, it's where he wants to be. He doesn't think he can handle the thoughts and feelings of anyone else right now.-
JOEY: =she's downstairs with a mug of coffee in hand and slouching lazily in a chair near the whiteboard as she reads it over, ankles crossed.=
ROSE: -She glances at Dirk as he arrives.-
ROSE: Hello.
ROSE: I didn't want to sit around too long.
ROSE: I'm growing restless.
ROSE: I think this might be useful.
ROSE: At least. I know not everyone is in a strong enough condition to fight, when it comes down to it.
[[Out of nowhere, a wrapped sandwich hurtles from the minifridge and slaps Sollux on the side of his head. A water bottle also falls from the counter, rolling across the floor until it came to a stop at his foot.]]
ROSE: -She pays the sandwich NO MIND.-
ROSE: Most of the crew presently stranded in Alaska-- though I believe they're on the move-- we are going to want to keep away from the action.
ROSE: We lost two up there. They've faced the harshest conditions out of anyone.
ARADIA: -it would be pretty difficult for anyone to guess what's on her mind--it's so complex and vast and endless--but rufioh's right in thinking that any sort of physical sensation is making everything feel that much more real. the breeze does. the sound of his breath. the way her palm feels pressed up against his. tension she didn't know was there in the first place starts to ease-
DIRK: -nods slowly- Right.
ROSE: -TAPS HER WAND AGAINST THE BOARD.-
ROSE: We can probably look them over individually when they arrive, and I'm certain Dave is going to want to be involved, but we are going to have to hedge our bets.
RUFIOH: -It's as easy as breathing out. When he catches her eye again, he manages a lopsided smile.-
RUFIOH: -ruffles her hair with his hand now.- heh.
ROSE: -She takes a deep breath..-
ROSE: My implants burned out and I'm not going to be able to do much of anything with my abilities in a fight. Everyone else here in our group is in decent enough health, though.
ROSE: Physically speaking.
ARADIA: -she gently laughs and uses her free hand to wipe away the tears on her cheeks- sorry ARADIA: not sure what happened there
RUFIOH: someth1ng crazy... but uh...
RUFIOH: 1mportant, 1 th1nk. 1t's 1mportant to talk about th1s sh1t... even 1f 1t's bad.
RUFIOH: to try... and a1r 1t out so 1t doesn't st1nk up your th1nkpan.
DIRK: -rolls his shoulders and finds a chair to pull over, taking a seat next to joey.- In case I forgot to mention, we're kinda holding an officer of the Alternian army hostage here.
DIRK: Her name is Lucana. She might be able to help us with infiltration or... something.
ROSE: Good to know.
ROSE: For what it's worth, of course. She's probably not anyone important—
ROSE: -pauses to glance at him.-
ROSE: At least, no one they'd hesitate killing alongside the rest of us if given the opportunity.
ROSE: -She sighs again, going back to the board.-
ROSE: Our two other assumptions are that we're going to have to work a goal within a timeframe.
ROSE: Freeing Jane and Jade. Orchestrating a prison break. If there's time, destroying the entire facility, but that's in the ideal scenario where we're all able-bodied and unobstructed by an army of drones and soldiers.
ARADIA: you think so? ARADIA: even when people wont understand?
ROSE: -She's starting to pace now, a little bit.-
ROSE: They don't know you have her, so... maybe you can use her clearance to get inside and find information.
ROSE: And the rest of us can... fuck, I don't know. Hold out. Until Hal can get the ship back to us, or... something.
DIRK: Sounds solid to me. -its ok, rose, his leg is bouncing and he's wondering why he bothered to sit down.-
JOEY: =Wordlessly turns her cup around and offers it to Dirk.=
ROSE: -nods a little bit...-
ROSE: I, um.
ROSE: Feel like I may be obligated to tell you that Jane offered...
ROSE: ...
ROSE: For me to join her.
ROSE: It may be exploitable, tactically.
ROSE: At least for the sake of isolating her from the facility.
DIRK: -takes the cup, perfectly timed to sip it at rose with raised brows-
DIRK: She contacted you specifically with an offer to join her?
ROSE: Yes.
JOEY: you didn't decline outright, did you? =tilts her head towards dirk= he's right, we could use something like this, but how do we know that they won't do the same funky headspace thing that happened to jane and jade. =she waved a hand around her head=
JOEY: jane wasnt ever like that in the time that i knew her. they did something to her that made her do all those things, i know it.
ROSE: Yes, I...
ROSE: Suppose.
ROSE: And the answer being, we don't really know that.
ROSE: It's a calculated risk. If they could have done it to more than just her and Jade, then why wouldn't they have?
JOEY: well not everyone is an heiress or has zappy powers
ROSE: Of course not. But there's got to be more to it than that.
ROSE: They captured Jake and Roxy, but the two seem to be under their own power. If they're going to use them, why not use them?
ROSE: Unless they can't.
JUDE: -creeps up on this conversation- I can't say for certain about jade
JUDE: but jane? she's always carrying around crocker corp tech... I kept TELLING her to throw it away but of course she didn't
JUDE: -points to his head- the tiara top, specifically... I'm sure it's a mind control device that they could hack into directly and control her
JUDE: who's to say they haven't done that with their prisoners by this point? I'm not sure why they captured them but maybe they're using them for something we just don't know about... something they're doing privately at the facility while jade and jane do the dirty work...
ROSE: Well.
ROSE: I wouldn't doubt that.
ROSE: Even if it's somewhat of a stretch to think that everyone is entirely enthralled.
DIRK: -grunts- She's probably usin' them for their abilities. Roxy can make shit outta nothingness. Jake can pretty much manipulate anything so long as he believes it's true.
DIRK: I figure she just doesn't need the rest of us. That's what makes Jane's proposal so strange to me.
DIRK: It might suggest she still has her own agency despite the mind control, if she wants to recruit folks from our crew. It must not have been in the empress' plan.
SOLLUX: -belated but WTF SANDWICH AND WATER OUTTA NOWHERE.-
SOLLUX: -his head jerks up almost immediately as it plaps him- g0d damn it t—
SOLLUX: ...
ROSE: ...
ROSE: Well, uh.
ROSE: Yes.
ROSE: I think that was definitely a part of it.
JOEY: =just...absorbs all of this before mumbling to herself= (how did my original timeline turn into one with teenage mutant ninja turtles?)
DIRK: - ... 👁️ 👁️-
ROSE: -stop....-
DIRK: -SIPS MORE- Cool.
DIRK: So we get Rose to seduce Jane.
MEULIN: -peeks in at this- OH???
MEULIN: 👁️ 👁️
ROSE: -NO-
ROSE: That.
ROSE: Really won't be necessary.
ROSE: I'm just going to take her up on her offer.
ROSE: And she'll know that something is up, because of a familiarity with me.
ROSE: ...
ROSE: And on account of that, I already know that she knows.
ROSE: Which gives me an advantage.
JOEY: =snickers=
ROSE: And. Is not seduction.
RUFIOH: -also peeking from a window to gaze.- 👁️ 👁️
JOEY: if you decide to go undercover, you might have to do things undercover
JOEY: you know
JOEY: to prove youre one of them
JOEY: =takes her coffee from dirk to sip it before handing it back to him=
ROSE: I think this was the exact reason I didn't want to share this potentially significant information in the first place.
ROSE: No.
DIRK: -😏-
JOEY: no ones gonna judge you, if you were worried
MEULIN: -while they keep talking, she's sniffing around the room... and then lifts open the window if it's not already open-
JOEY: ;)
ROSE: Oh mygod.
MEULIN: -HUP. She jumps out of the window. She's gone.-
ROSE: -looks out the window-
ROSE: -...why.......-
RUFIOH: -Meu why.-
MEULIN: -DONT WORRY. She's just heading for the lake!!-
JOEY: =she looked up from her device and crossed the room, turning on the TV. Glancing down at her phone once more, she flipped to the channel shown. It appears to be a concert.=
DIRK: -YES IT'S TIME-
DIRK: -he was waiting for this-
TYRENA: -She's been scarce for most of the time they've been here... except now, with the TV on. She's still laying flat on the ground but she's listening closely.-
DIRK: -WATCHING TAKODA LIFTED HIS SPIRITS A LITTLE... that and teasing rose earlier. but hey.-
JOLENE: -SQUINTS AT THIS CLOWN ON THE TV-
SUMMONER: =He's out and about somewhere, doing god's knows what, but he has a feeling his kismesis is doing something that makes him feel human homosexual down in his soul. Clenches fist mid flight.=
JOEY: =holy shit who is that cute little carapacian?=
DIRK: - 👀 -
DIRK: -it's snans undertale-
DIRK: ...
DIRK: Holy shit.
DIRK: -BAFFLED BY THE MAYOR'S VOICE???-
JOEY: =Actually jumps in her seat when the VOICE happens.=
DIRK: -smiles softly at qirin with her drum... gosh-
SOLLUX: -just listening to this in the bg-
TYRENA: -still on the floor like a mummy, but she appreciates this. quietly.-
JUDE: -lurks when he hears penny's voice on the tv... wowee, there she is. he's a little starry eyed.-
DIRK: -watching this is getting him so hype??? it's nice to have something positive between the anxiety and the numbness whoo boy-
DIRK: -dammit... his parents are cute...-
DIRK: -somewhere out there, he knows dave is crying. haha wimp.-
DIRK: -wait fuck he's crying too-
JOEY: =sliiiiiiiiides over a tissue box=
DIRK: -ffffffff.... takes the whole tissue box. but he's trying to hold it in. ffs.-
DIRK: -he's getting chills... yes, this is exactly what he needed to lift his spirits. but it's getting late... he should probably rest if he wants to be useful at all... but he's so hype.-
EQUIUS: -There's the sound of gentle, but heavy, steps-
EQUIUS: D --> I heard a ruckus. Is everything okay -His veins are deep blue, clearly from the poison, however, he is looking better.-
JOEY: you're looking lively
JOEY: your crewmates have blatantly challenged aych eye see
JOEY: it was glorious
EQUIUS: D --> Dirk, who the heck is this tiny human
JOEY: excuse me, i'm above average height for human women
JOEY: you're just abnormally tall
DIRK: -looks back at equius- This is Joey Claire.
JOEY: :)
EQUIUS: D --> One of the human refugees we were transported for
DIRK: -nods- That's right.
EQUIUS: D --> Okay. I surmise we are in Minnesota now, I seem to remember hearing that
JOEY: yup! it's a state.
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Betty Crocker Headquarters: Battleship Condescension
)(IC: -there's a lot of hair and glitter awaiting those who DARE to challenge her. toss of the head, trident at her side. she's WADING.-
JOHN: -HERE HIM COME-
JOLENE: -she's been waiting for this moment... NYOOMS THE FUCK IN, GOING IN FOR AN ATOMIC PUNCH RIGHT TO FISH HITLER'S JAW.-
)(IC: -IT LANDS! DOOF!! but clearly she let her have that hit as she promptly slaps grandma out of the way with her trident.- nice to sea u 2 jojo
JOLENE: -skids across the roof of the ship. DOOF X2 COMBO-
DAVENFORTH: -Lands and skids to a halt. How did he even get up here? Uncaptchas his second second and helps JoJo- Damn you got some fight
ARADIA: -she knows her role. She's ascending to a good vantage point-
JOHN: -lets this magical torando he's been building LOOSE. It'll serve as a great distraction and def. mess up her hair.-
LIFERA: -She's up here too, maybe not quite first because it seems Jolene beat her to the PUNCH.... quite literally, and also gravity is a thing she had to wait on, but she lands on the ship, trident scraping the hull with her impact.-
ROXY: =AM HECKIN ARRIVE=
DIRK: -hello bitches indeed, dirkjakeroxy drops the fuck in-
QIRIN: =It took her a while, but she's here now, stowing away the magnetic grappling hook and trading it for her spear.=
DAVENFORTH: Gangs all here nice
)(IC: -NOT HER HAIR??? stupid lil johnny... she lets it swoop her back, getting a good distance from the group forming in front of her.- whale look at the tricks u all got up ur sleeves now
JAKE: -NOT HIS GRANDMA YOU BITCH!!!!!!!!!!-
JOHN: -HE HOPES YOU LIKE IT IN YOUR FACE AND MOUTH AND EVERYWHERE.- you got a lot to answer for, you dirty old lady. >:O
DAVENFORTH: Really
)(IC: buoy im in the prime of my life 38)
)(IC: as such i aint gonna waste my breath on ya
)(IC: -the jewel of her tiara flashes a symbol in brown while she also... dusts something on the ground?? a second later, they can hear several SPLASHES as creatures of the deep launch themselves out of the water, and then proceed to hitch a ride up to the ship.-
)(IC: -HERE COME THE WATER BABIES. big, furry clawed crabs zoom in on top of a giant... flying nautilis. they drop down in front of the group then, as their wet bodies ACTIVATE THE SPECIAL not star DUST she laid on the ground. the sea monkeys return. and this time they have company: fighty crabs.-
DAVENFORTH: Not these fuckers again
ROXY: keep ur nastyasss crabs to urself >:(
ROXY: =GUN OUT=
DAVENFORTH: Watch out for those slimy fucks they release noxious fumes when they die and just in general
[The crabs PUT UP THEIR DUKES and lunge at the others. And it's true, the slimey sea monkeys are already spreading their weird stonk as they ooze around the ship's surface. It's going to disorient them in no time.]
JOHN: -He dissipates the tornado. Gotta save energy.-
[The Nautilus seems to be minding it's own business up in the sky... FOR NOW.]
ROXY: fine then.... =HOCKEYSTICK TIME, BATS EM=
JOHN: -And instead he hurls a gust of wind at the onslaight of "babies". They're not very cute.-
JOHN: -FWOOOOOOM-
QIRIN: =Good plan, Lalonde! She is also doing the same, only with her spear=
JOHN: -He's zipping around, not staying in one spot.-
LIFERA: -NOT THE WEIRD STONK.-
LIFERA: -SHE FIGHT!!-
ROXY: =She's going to try and smack one of the bugs right at Condy.... and by one she means 20000=
DAVENFORTH: -He's on the move, flashing around and kicking sea monkeys at Condy-
ARADIA: -using psiioniics to attempt to smash one of the water babies into a group of them. Defeating from within-
[WOOSH. The gases disperse with John's wind, but the sea monkeys seem to glue themselves to the floor... Well, most of them. Some go flying into Condy's face. But she mostly just seems inconvenienced by it-- AND THEN THESE ASSHOLES START CHUNKING THEM AT HER.]
)(IC: --
)(IC: -STARTS PLAYING BASEBALL AND KNOCKS THEM BACK. she hiss.-
ROXY: i play zelda bitch i am all about THIS =SMACK=
DAVENFORTH: -KICKS a couple into the crabs-
JOHN: -FWOOOOOSH. And finally...when the dust settles....IT'S HAMMER TIME. He's been wanting to test this baby out.-
)(IC: -floats up to avoid it that time- nice try
[The crabs wobble!! But they are loyal and persistant, leaping at Davenforth and Roxy in particular. Dog pile.]
[MEANWHILE, the Nautilus takes this as a sign to step in, aiming it's tentacles in John's direction. It wiggles, sending off pulses of psychic waves at him before turning towards the other air born one, Aradia, doing the same at her. They are STRONG.]
ROXY: EUGH ROXY: =PUNCHES a crab with her brass knuckles, get cracked bitch=
[WHERE'S THE BUTTER?? It cracks and rattles into another crab. There is much scrambling happen.] DIRK: -tag team, he comes up, stabbing his sword into the crack in the shell to pierce the sweet meats beyond.-
DAVENFORTH: -Surges towards the crab, aiming a slice at a joint that connects its claw and arm.-
JAKE: -SHUCKS!!!!!!!! Peppering these sea monsters with bullets aplenty. HE'S HAD IT UP TO HERE WITH TENTACLES AND CRABS AND TERRIBLE AWFUL FISH PUNS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!-
JOHN: -can you dodge psiionic waves? because he's being very dodgy he's going to try to ZIP AWAY. But it is an ATTEMPT and it may FAIL.-
JOHN: -not all fish puns are bad, jake :( just when bad people do them.-
ARADIA: -using more telekinesis abilities to throw the crabs into each other. Fights fighty crabs-
ARADIA: -OH SHIT. IS THIS PSYCHIC WAVE DODGEABLE. She's gonna try-
ROXY: =She's punching all these cra-.. wait.... FLIPS one=
[Okay, so it's easy enough for OTHER flying targets to dodge... But the same cannot be said of the folks on the ship, because the beams are now headed straight for them. So if anybody isn't paying attention, they're gonna potentially get knocked off the ship.]
JOHN: -THIS HAPPENS TO HIM. He's blasted backwards. GOOD FUCKIN BYE.-
[John tried so hard and got so far... But i nthe end, it doesn't even matter.]
DAVENFORTH: -Someone wanna grab the bara doctor-
JOHN: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!
[Also crab: is flip. IT WIGGLES ANGRILY.]
ARADIA: -GOT YOU. SWOOPS to John-
ROXY: =LMAO--DOOF, slides=
JOHN: -my hero! he c: at her for a second.-
ROXY: =WHY DOES IT GOTTA BE SO CUTE AND SUCH A PAIN IN THE ASS=
ROXY: =oh shit wait a minute..... disappears=
ARADIA: -smiles back and brings him back up to the ship. PLOP DO YOUR THING-
[The crab is confused... Where did she go??]
QIRIN: =literally has to dive out of the way and almost falls off the ship regardless, hanging on to one of the ships enormous prongs.=
JOHN: -HE GOES UP REAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLY HIGH. And tries to come back down with his hammer at full force. He's aiming for that weird shelflish thing from the top. Maybe it won't see him above it's shell?-
JOHN: -it's always worth experimenting, ppl.-
ROXY: =APPEARS above the naughty nautilus. She's gonna kick it in the shell...... land on top of John's hammer for Xtra force=
DAVENFORTH: -Scoots away to help Qirin. Get you some good footing bb-
JOHN: -raises eyebrows in surprise but does not stop. let's do this crazy shit, rocks my socks.-
[In the middle of all this scrambling, most of the sea monkeys have gotten squished... So the cloud of gas they've given off is starting to waft gently towards anybody near. But at least they're squashed?? Also these things are not as effective outside geez.]
ROXY: =;) =
QIRIN: =omg thank you. She shakily grabs onto his arm and gets solidity under her feet again.=
[THE COMBINED EFFORTS OF JOHN AND ROXY is more then enough to take the beastie off guard, and the nautilus is launched right into the hammer. IT BASICALLY EXPLODES from the force of both of these things.]
)(IC: 38/
JOHN: -LAUGHING MANIACALLY-
ROXY: =BITCHIN. Does a flip off the hammer up into the air... she is the heckin ball and does many turns in the air back to the ship=
DIRK: -zip zip zoom on the hoverboard again, he snatches jake away to avoid getting gassed while he also evades the fumes. and while he's on here, might as well knock some of the crabs back into the ocean since a good portion of them are cracked and/or filled with holes.-
ARADIA: -telekinetically focusing to try and work the crabs not being handled by dirk right into the condesce's head-
JAKE: -AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. What are enemies if Jake can't wreck them with his fists??? Or his guns??? So much gunfire.-
DAVENFORTH: -Dusts Qirin off.- Be careful alright
ROXY: =unfurls and releaes a battle cry, shoots spinning green drills from her fists at Condy. PUNCH PUNCH PUNCH PUNCH PUNCH= AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!! >:U
JOHN: -RAISES FIST IN THE AIR AS ROXY DOES THIS- yEAH!!!
)(IC: -HISSSSSSSS!! fine, enough SEA MONKEYING AROUND. the trident is up, spinning to deflect crabs AND green drills. she can even believe roxy wasted all that time and energy practicing with these gotdam cubes when she coulda been makin orbs. unreal...-
ROXY: =suck my bootyhole dingus! but she lands on the ship with an oof and rolls to run off again=
JOHN: -Since there's nothing stnading in his way he's going to ZOOM to the other side of Condy, to help Roxy's onslaught, summoning some wind to back up the force of Zilly. FRAYMOTIF, BITCH.-
ROXY: =BATTLE BROYALE=
)(IC: -DOOF!! she takes the hit with few other options, but as she's launched, she recovers after digging her trident into the ship's hull and using the momentum to rock and roll and ride this poll, swinging back towards john ready to kick him in the FACE.-
ARADIA: -focuses her energy on John in an attempt to speed him up. With psionics? Or time magic? Who knows-
JOHN: -well he was GOING to get kicked in the face, but...something is happening to him and he does the opposite of getting kicked in the face.-
ROXY: =WOW= ROXY: =She's got your back John, here comes... A BEAUTIFUL PONEE, It's green, it's mechanical with a heart on it's ass and it stampedes all at Condy's general area=
JOHN: AAAAAAAAAAAAAA! -This is all very confusing and surreal, so he does what he does best and screams incoherently as his unkicked face CHARGES.-
)(IC: oh thats some bullship -there's presumably a tangle of hair, john, and a beautiful pony happening as everyone collides all at once. THIS IS STUPID!! flashes everywhere as she flails... but then remembers she, too, has psionics and as red and blue flashes around her, she sends john and the horse flying in opposite directions from her person. she takes to the sky, trident finding it's way back into her hands.-
JOHN: -This time with feeling- aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!
ROXY: GET BACK HERE
ROXY: =Musky young lady shakes fist at the sky=
QIRIN: =CHUCKS a throwing knife at her as she ascends= Coward.
JOHN: -He gets flung PRETTY DAMN FAR, but he can float so it's easy enough to stop himself as she makes an imposing figure from above. EL SQUINTO up at her.- ok enough fucking around. -HE STARTS CHANNELING AS MUCH ENERGY AS HE CAN, wind and blue light flurying around him It's going to take a little while but...-
ROXY: =Looks at John chargin up his laser.... she runs over gaunltets out. LAUNCH ME BRO=
ROXY: =i'm gonna punch her in the tit=
DIRK: -zips around behind condy so his jake shaped rail gun can riddle her with bullets and distract her while john, yes, charges his laser. it's a good time.-
ROXY: =bruh...=
JOHN: -yea he hates to just float here being a sitting duck, but this takes so much concentration for him he can't even really focus on moving around.-
)(IC: -gdi... her hair seems to eat bullets, so she's just kind of annoyed and trying to stab her trident at dirk and jake flying around her.-
DIRK: -oh shit... hold onto your butts, this is gonna take some tricky maneuvering to avoid.-
JOLENE: -does roxy still need someone to launch her? because jojo is here with her rocket boots, ready to help and then also propel herself for another sucker punch...-
ROXY: =Take me to the skies hot mama=
JOHN: -Well it's not exactly a LASER, as it turns out. What happens is he just FADES out of existence in a gust of wind.-
JOHN: ~!!
JOHN: ~~~
ROXY: =goodbye forever...... but she assumes.... he's, that's on purpose... you go baby.. she believes in u=
ARADIA: -there he go-
JOLENE: -so long space cowboy... she's here, grabbing up roxy and flying into the sky with her. they zip around for a moment before she builds enough momentum to aim and drop roxy at condy. PUNCH HER TIDDY!!!-
JOHN: -I'M LEAAAVIN ON A JET PLANE. DON'T KNOW WHEN I'LL BE BACK AGAIN~-
ROXY: =HERE COMES ME!!!!! FLIES IN FIST FIRST!!!!!!=
JAKE: -CLINGING TO DIRK IN SHEER TERROR. He's so useless in this battle and is probably crying a little bit. All he can think about is getting home to his babies.-
ARADIA: -any loose debris on the ship? It's flying at condy-
DAVENFORTH: -He's riding a piece of it at her if so. Surprise bitch. Get this sword slash-
)(IC: -this is honestly such bullshit... they're all like a bunch of annoying flies buzzing around her, and she's had it up to here with it. first roxy gets slapped the fuck out of her face with a swipe of her trident, then turns davenward, psionics the sword out of his hands, and turns it right back around on him.-
ROXY: =Doof, BITCH=
JOHN: -MATERIALIZES BEHIND HER. SURPRISE!!! She's gonna catch this hammer. If he makes a sucessful roll-
QIRIN: =This is so stupid. She needs to get a pair of rocketboots or wings or=
SOLLUX: -It's difficult for him to keep up with what exactly is going on, but he can tell shit is getting precarious. Condy isn't the only one with psionics -- he's going to send a wave of them at her, one he's been building up for the right moment, to identify where she is and that everyone else is far enough away.- SOLLUX: -Well, everyone except John.-
LIFERA: DAV-E--!
DAVENFORTH: -Um. Excuse? There's a pained noise of confusion as his body is pinned to the ship with his own sword. This is an all too familiar feeling now, the cold creeping in, the ebbing of his senses. The darkness creeps in while he gurgles for breath that won't come.-
ROXY: =BRUH TF=
QIRIN: =From her throat escaped a soft cry as she watched Davenforth become impaled to the hull. She's rushing toward him, her mind already running through the list of potential injuries, how to stop the blood loss, how to stitch him back up when they are so far from any medical facility and so far off the ground..=
)(IC: -john's strike ends up launching her right into sollux's blast. she lets out an enraged noise as her flesh burns, but still, she's too strong-- the pain only seems to fuel her as she returns fire right back at sollux in overwhelming beams of red and blue.-
ARADIA: -her cheeks are streaked with fresh tears-
DAVENFORTH: -Twitch-
DIRK: -everything is happening so fast, he isn't sure what to focus on first-- but he should probably focus on FLYING or getting off the hoverboard otherwise he's gonna crash him and jake... oops too late.- FUCK! DIRK: -takes a nasty spill onto the ship.-
JOHN: ugh! fuck! dammit. -for just a split second second, he's torn on what to do, go help davenforth or attack condy again???-
SOLLUX: -And he holds his hands out -- they're bright enough that even he can see them, feel the sizzling heat in the air, and he's holding her blast back with his own psionic force, the power of the blasts enough to muffle the scream in his throat.-
QIRIN: =she knows taking it out will only make him bleed faster and she cannot hide the underlying panic in her voice as she touched his cheek, trying to pat him into conciousness.= Dave? Dave, stay awake!
ROXY: =HOLD UP!! She disappears again and tries to be quick about it=
ROXY: =tap dances anxiously in the void=
LIFERA: -No, no, no,
no.
This isn't happening. He isn't-- LIFERA: -He's right there. He was right there, just a second ago...- LIFERA: -Everyone was. Everyone was just right there.-
JOHN: -flinches. he has to shake off all the screaming. he can't do any more for davenforth right now than quirin could. he has to fight. he rides another gust of wind, trying to stay out of the crackling blast of psiionics going on between condy and sollux.-
JOHN: -and charges, yet again.-
JAKE: -Vision jarred and blurred from tears, Jake sees some terrible things as he crashes with Dirk. Hears them, Jake doesn't think he's ever going to be able to shake the images and sounds out of his skull.-
ARADIA: -as much as she wishes she could interfere. She can't. And so the tears keep coming-
JOHN: just fucking die already!!!
ROXY: =APPEARS up above the battle, hoping she can stop this. droppin in a worm style concrete donkey=
)(IC: -HURK. with all her concentration on the optic blast, roxy knocks her out of it and the remainder of sollux's blast sends her flying off onto the other side of the ship.-
DAVENFORTH: -There's no response. It was shocking how damn hearty Davenforth was in the first place. But the fact remained: He was dying, quickly. The only signs of life were the occasional gasp for breath, or twitching of the body. It's not long before he's motionless.-
SOLLUX: -hovers there, panting. He's still upright. That's... something.-
ROXY: =oh thank lort, that took a lot out of her she wheeze=
DIRK: -THANK JESUS FOR THAT. he's scrambling to get up to his feet, helping jake with him.-
ROXY: =ughhhh her body hurts, concrete donkey why are you so merciless=
SOLLUX: -He seems to waver, dizzy, as he floats to touch down on the roof of the ship, and he seems to remember something suddenly. He reaches into his sylladex and pulls out a pair of tyrian-colored goggles.-
SOLLUX: -They're cute. He tugs them onto his head.-
SOLLUX: c00l.
JOHN: -I'm going to say he SEEs this whether it makes sense or not. HE DEF. SEES YOU DO THIS, SOLLUX-
JOHN: -AAAaaaa-
QIRIN: Dave?? =she's tapping his face harder, her words more urgent.= Dave, look at me, do not... Dave!
JOHN: -Kind of screams incoherently again, with frustration, pain, anger. Yeah he's CHASING Condy wherever she's flying, chasing her with his HAMMER.-
ROXY: =she's right there with you john just... let her catch her breath=
JAKE: -He can't breathe, out of his mind in terror but follows Dirk's lead anyway. Please help him, he's so useless.-
JOHN: -He's tired too, but he's too mad. He'll just keep fighting until he passes out.-
JOHN: -The breeze carryijng her along might help her tho-
)(IC: -catches herself with her trident again, leaning on it heavily with a hiss. she's down, but not out.- )(IC: -aims another blast in the direction of the chump coming at her.-
JOHN: -He counters the psiionic blast with a Breezy blast of his own. He doesn't know if that works like that, but if it does maybe it'll give Roxy some time.-
JOHN: -If it doesn't work well...HE'S GOING TOO FAST TO CHANGE DIRECTIONS-
ROXY: =okay, yeah.... back into the fray... she inhales then starts to run in that direction... looking at Davenforth one last time then SPRINTING. Here comes a chubby brown roundhouse=
SOLLUX: -whether or not it works like that, he's swooping in to try to intercept it anyway -- he's not letting John get fried today, and these things are bright enough for him to detect. He grits his teeth at the force it takes to rebound that energy for yet a second time -- and there's a metallic taste in his mouth.-
DIRK: -WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING??- WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?? -okay, he's panicking now because that shit is no joke. between sollux and his uncle-- he can't just keep standing around. the sword's back out, he's flash stepping in there to join roxy in an attempt to strike condy while she's dealing with sollux and john.-
)(IC: -yes, sollux very much saved john right there... and she isn't about to be duped again, she blinks away the blasts, rolling off the side to avoid roxy's kick and the remainder of sollux's attack. maybe if she's lucky roxy will get fried.- DIRK: -but she's going to have to deal with him flying in at her!!-
)(IC: -which she does... swiping her trident at him, catching him at the end of her prongs and sending him flying in another direction. ally oop. she didn't pierce enough to rupture anything too much... PROBABLY. but whatever, she's taking to the sky again, breathing shallow.-
JAKE: -left behind to watch all this in green-eyed horror.-
ROXY: UGH! =misses!=
ROXY: =also owie zowie good thing for these gauntlets her hand is on fire while the other tries to catch the ship, OOF=
ROXY: =fuck, everyone's, flying and shit. ughhh=
JOHN: - He is non fried and yet still continues his dogged pursuit. He sends multiple powerful blasts of wind at her as he zips around, hoping to disorient or push her. He's sweating and breathing hard. Even staying in the air while he's doing this is starting to feel difficult. It's sapping all. his energy--
LIFERA: -She can't fly, but she can fucking JUMP. And that's exactly what she's going to do, leaping up high to try to follow the Condesce while she was distracted with everyone else. Sort of uncaring for the potential attacks she's leaping into the middle of. She's been running from this fight for long enough.-
SOLLUX: -There's a sort of white noise in his pan -- something like dull ringing that blots everything else out, including the thunkof how his body crumples onto the roof of the ship. It's all metallic and ringing and sort of peaceful.-
ROXY: =wUT=
ROXY: =That gets her up, no matter how tired she is= (fuck)
JOHN: - Sees this from above. no. -
QIRIN: =turns from Dave's fucking dead impaled body to see wtf that thunk was=
ARADIA: -standing on the ship, behind everyone else, watching. Watching what she's seen before. Watching what is supposed to be the better outcome-
)(IC: -grits her teeth at lifera. she might have found it funny just earlier this evening. it might have been fun to toy around with this guppy, who really believed she could ever wear the same mantle as her... but not anymore. as she tries to get her energy back, she focuses on stabbing her trident right at lifera.-
JOHN: -he curses to himself and gives up on the wind blasts for now while lifera distracts condy, changing directions and nyooming back down to where sollux fell. he couldn't save davenforth, but maybe sollux is still salvageable. god, he hopes so.-
DIRK: -he sits up, clutching his stomach that's been torn the fuck up by trident prongs. hhhhhh. he's... had worse... technically? watch this idiot try to stand.-
ARADIA: -she's gonna help you out dirk-
QIRIN: =even through she doesn't want to, she tears herself from Dave's side and joined John, stooping to her knees across from him on Sollux's other side. She had to help the living.=
QIRIN: John? =There is everything in the question, medically speaking and everything else.=
JOHN: -he lands by sollux's crumpled up body- i think he had an anyeurism. psiionic burnout. let's try compression.
ROXY: =UGHHH, DIRK.....=
JOHN: -HES' GONNA ...TRY HIS DAMNDEST. to resuscitate.-
ROXY: =so much is happening right now.... Qirin and Aradia have them boys but she's just gauging how much more she can do rn and gurgling anxiously but there's also fighting fish. It's a lot to take in=
LIFERA: -Her trident is extended, too, and there's a determined fury in her eyes as the two of them soar to meet one another.-
LIFERA: -And a pain her chest. She knows it impaled her. But she's strong, too, and it's just enough that maybe she has an opportunity to strike back, that one window where if she can do something...-
LIFERA: -She thrusts her trident, but she can't tell if it hits. Another moment later, her body is wrenched off of the Condesce's spear points, and there's nothing below her to catch her, no way for her to keep herself airborne. She begins to fall toward the lake.-
ROXY: =MMMNNGN GDI=
ROXY: =Welp... here goes the remainder of her juice.... if she has enough.... LEAPS=
SOLLUX: -There's blood from his mouth, his ears, filling up the lenses of the goggles. Whatever life is in him, it's fading fast. John's efforts have his body responding for a moment, and then... nothing.-
JOHN: - he tries again and again. when chest compression fails he tries mouth to mouth despite it getting his mouth all bloody. he feels chilled, right down to the bone. this can't be happening. He has to be able to save him-
ROXY: =She feels like something terribad just happened.... mmmnng, she's diving for Lif, gonna cling on you girly and travel them through the void at least back up to the deck..... sorry for the momentum if she catches her in time=
LIFERA: -CATCH, DOOF. She wasn't expecting anyone to come after her... and she's still conscious, surprisingly, as she blinks at Roxy, mouth twitching in a smile even as she bleeds out.-
ROXY: =GDI NO=
ROXY: =she can't even void up gauze or anything she's just panting and like.... pressing on these wounds. STOP bleeEDING YOU FUQ=
QIRIN: =she's sitting there silent as John does his work.=
LIFERA: -She refuses to stop keep bleeding.-
LIFERA: -But she does move a hand to lay it over one of Roxy's on her chest, just... quiet. A silent request. This is more than she expected... and more than she could have hoped for.-
)(IC: -lifera got a lucky hit... there's fuchsia dripping down her middle, and as she sputters, she takes a moment to look around. she can't believe the impact they've all managed to make on her, on her forces... all that hard work rebuilding an empire and it's all about to go up in smoke.-
)(IC: -she's only got one last trick up her sleeve -- something she borrowed. thanks, lil jamison. she remains airborn, a white aura forming around her. this is it, this is her last hope. at least they're all pretty distracted while she works on charging it up...-
ROXY: =She's not your biggest fan but there's a lot of death and watching an, admittedly, pretty reformed fish lady die under her hands is something that has her bawling. Wtf :'''( =
JOHN: - stupid noodle you've got two beautiful husbandos that I love and children and a moirail that just came back to life and you're wearing feferisgoggles and you saved him YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED TO DIE. -
ROXY: =bitch dun u dare=
DIRK: -he's disoriented from the spill he took, and the blood loss, so he just kinda... leans on aradia while also trying to guide them in the vague direction of other people.- Sollux?
ROXY: =She's not going to stop holding Lifera's hand but also. Suns out, guns out Conds she will bip a bitch between the eyes and will if she can fire one off=
ARADIA: -holds onto dirk tightly because she knows what's coming and she's crying about it already and she has to be strong for dirk right now as they come closer-
JOHN: - he tears himself away in frustration...and just IS MORE UPSET THAN WORDS CAN DESCRIBE. he thinks about saying something... but he just can't. instead he lifts into the air again. to keep fighting. and now he's covered in yellow blood. *
LIFERA: -Roxy's gun -- the determination in her face -- is the last thing she registers before she decides to close her eyes. She managed it. Maybe now she can rest.-
QIRIN: =She's sitting quietly, noticing that more and more time passed without a sign of life. When John left, she carefully arranged Sollux's body, straightening his legs and folding his hands over his chest.=
ROXY: =NO. >:( =
JOHN: - maybe he has enough juice left to help Roxy. He nyooms away towards her NOT looking back at the ground.
ROXY: =John... FUSE WITH ME=
JOHN: - OH HE WOULD. IF THAT WAS A THING HE COULD DO. BUT NAH. he's just gonna pour everything he's got into one last fraymotif. he's so tired. -
QIRIN: =When she finished, Qirin rose to her feet and walked back to Davenforth. Gripping his sword, she pulled it free, catching him with her other arm as gravity took him. Her face was drawn into an expressionless mask as she carried him over to Sollux, arranging him the same way.=
DIRK: -aradia is crying, so... that could only really mean one thing. haha, fuck.
Fuck. they make it to sollux and he's so light headed he just lets himself drop to his knees next to him.-
DIRK: You... fuck. -what else do you even say in a situation like this? that's always been his response to sollux doing stupid shit, so why should now be any different.-
DAVENFORTH: -Unfortunately, as she pulled on the sword there was a cracking as the hilt separated and shattered, still leaving the blade in his chest. Unbreakable sword my ass.-
JOHN: - he looks really haggard, glancing at Roxy and then back at Condy. - what should we do? i think this is our last shot.
ARADIA: -lowers herself next to dirk-
JOHN: - w/e she's doing it'd be best if they don't let her fuckin do it-
QIRIN: ..... =That....just about does it. When that happens and she has to actually pull him off his own sword, she has to close her eyes for it, trying to retain the calm that centuries of being queen had demanded.=
QIRIN: =Davenforth and Sollux side by side, she stood over them even as the remnants of the battle raged below. She couldn't bring herself to face Dirk when he arrived, and despite herself one tear escaped and dripped down to the bodies lying still.=
QIRIN: =another rolled down her cheek.=
QIRIN: =and another.=
QIRIN: =one after another tears flowed freely from her eyes until her vision clouded and she could no longer make out their features. She says nothing and makes no sound.=
DIRK: -leans foreward -- which fucking hurts, given his injury, and just... rests his head on sollux, taking up his hand tight. he doesn't know what to think or feel, what he expected... he just knows he wants to hold onto that last bit of warmth.-
ROXY: =This fish lady has gone full cold..... she just stands up to John, winded as she is= lets fuckin.... grand slam this shit hff tbh =SO DETERMINED SO ANGER=
JOHN: - he looks at her gratefully. that was p much what he wanted to hear. - alright. let's do it. - he'll try. -
JAKE: -It's so painful to be conscious of reality. Watching Sollux fall and Dirk get flung in a slow searing pain of events for Jake. Davenforth was down. Lifera. It's happened before. The will of some cruel monster that took everything he loved, and warped it into something unrecognizable. And all Jake could do was stand there and watch it all happen from a distance. Far, far away like he was doomed to do it seemed. But why? Why? Why??
JAKE: -Stares and stares. Stares so hard, the tears at the edges of his eyes feel like they're burning off his face. All by the sheer weight of his agony and his willingness to COMMIT to this reality.-
JAKE: -This was real. Jake English was real and he finally believed it.-
ROXY: =LATCHES to him= beam us tf up scottie >:/ =she flexes her core and just. Push through the pain. les do dis=
JOHN: - HE BEAMS THEM THE FUCK UP. Using every last bit of energy he has to do it. But there's more than there should be, there's more energy than just him. And John doesn't know it, but the only reason he can come in this hard and fast, carrying Roxy with him- is because Jake believes in it. *
JAKE: -It's as John and Roxy prepare to take off that Jake sees it in the line of his vision. Finally. It was like looking into a glass sphere, the tapestry of everything that he ever perceived. It was framed by a surge of energy, the picture-perfect essence of why any of this mattered.-
JAKE: -He could hear it speak in whispers, washing over him until EVERYONE IN THE MILES WIDE DISTANCE OF THE BATTLEFIELD is tuning in on it like some kind of ridiculous radio. Hushed sounds that brought to one's mind the feeling of being a child again... the warmth. The comfort of being told there was so much more than the creatures hiding in the dark. The bump on their knee. The breaks in their hearts.-
JAKE: -The raw light pulls at Jake, until he feels himself pulls back. With the simplicity of rushing water, the feeling was pooling into his soul. Heating his brain, spilling out of his very being with the inability to contain it all.-
JAKE: -The very air begins to crackle with such HEAT. Reality was warping, tearing itself apart in gashes of blinding bright light. Gravity doesn't exist anymore, the world is closing in on Jake ... until he starts to rise. Higher, brighter, and more powerful than the Condesce will ever think to be. -
JAKE: -It's suddenly clear to everyone HOPE WAS ALIVE. And it intended to stay that way.-
ROXY: =She feels this surge of energy, she's holding to John, clipping them in and out of the void as they gather up speed and MAXIMUM OVERDRIVE VELOCITY as John rockets them through it=
ROXY: =Blips them right in her fucking grill. TIME FOR A DUO UPPERCUT TO THE GD CHINBITS=
JOHN: - He's never really felt like this before it's like... not exactly a happy feeling. In fact, it feels like too much, he wants to scream but it's moving him. either way. And his hammer is following the arc of energy-
QIRIN: =When she was a child, she was far more volatile than this. Far less in control. Far less a Queen. She was free then. And feeling it now she wanted to share that freedom and live like she had long before her coronation. A quiet sob, full of heartache and unsaid things, escaped her at last.=
)(IC: -all last ditch efforts to believe in herself and her empire are snuffed out – dwarfed in comparison to what real hope feels like. the white light around her is drowned in the much more powerful one coming off of jake and it's blinding. yet for a moment, it's enough for her to feel what he feels, believe what he believes, and it's not quite like anything she's ever experienced before.-
)(IC: -john and roxy had already done a good number on her, but there's no hope in this particualr situation for her as her face gets brutalized by a fucking rocket punch and hammer of friendship. there she goes... but a sparkle in the sky... until she comes crashing down into the water below.-
JOHN: -TEAM ROCKET'S BLASTING OFF AGAIIIIIIIIN-
ROXY: =B Y E B I T CH. She also looks at all that heat. All that raw power Jake was putting out near those fresh bodies. Her arm found it's way around John's. Flexing to squeeze it..... they were leaders..... now time to be friends. Get their friends outta there. Lets free fall into it homeboy=
JOHN: -It's not like they can communicate...but in a way they kind of can, now that they're using their magic together, it has a sort of rythmn. In any case, he understands what she wants him to do, or at least the Heir of Breath does.-
ROXY: =Don't make it gay John. Only do. Time to get everyone up outta there. Swirls of blue and black on the deck. bubckle up babes let's get he snuzz outta here=
JAKE: -Clouds, wind, and debris is being pushed with the massive volume of this hope field. It's raw emotion in its most simple form. Basic motivation and the sheer force of Jake's will begins to manifest into a form. Serpentine and winged as VENGEFUL SCREAMS erupt from their mouth. The first sounds of their beings.-
JAKE: -So much hopelessness and despair drawn to one place. The angels turn their sightless gaze on nothing but the SS CONDESCENSION. Suddenly, they're cutting through the air in swift, cruel movements. Ripping the entirety of the bright red ship hull apart in their rage and hunger.
JAKE: -Always hungry.-
JOHN: -how can he make it gay when the gay was always in his heart the whole time.-
JOHN: -Also yeah, holy shit. White hell just opened up. It's time to SKEDADDLE. As Roxy's void magic starts to pull them, John's magic wraps protectivley around them and expands it. THEY'RE ALL GETTING TELEPORTED.-
JAKE: -Suddenly in a giant boom of what is unmistakably Jake's voice.- HOLY TOLEDO BATMAN!
ROXY: =Both of you... plz=
JOHN: -that was the single most terrifiyng thing he ever heard.-
DIRK: -I'm laughing I'm crying it feels like I'm dying-
JOHN: -It was like hearing God speak and God said: HOLY TOLEDO BATMAN-
QIRIN: =When the winds died down from transport, Qirin eventually sunk to her knees and adjusted Dave's sunglasses on his nose. Brushing his hair from his eyes, she glanced up at their surroundings. Where was Lifera?...they should be placed together.=
JAKE: -It hurts to feel this much. Have it tear up his insides and he knows... for every up, there must be a down. Gauging time was impossible for Jake but he certainly wasn't going to be conscious enough to try.-
JAKE: -The brightness of the field begins to wane, the angels disappear. Jake's eyes droop until he's lurching forward. Falling... falling... falling... way down into a pit of dark quiet.-
JOHN: - when this shit is said and done, he's also passing out.-
JOHN: -literally, fainting.-
ROXY: =yo same.... jake tho she reaches for them then conks tf out ugh=
ARANEA: -before jake's lows literally take him into the depths, a pixie who had been watching all this chaos swoops in to save him. it's alright, now... she only hopes it doesn't look like she's trying to square away her past mistakes by rescuing this man. but the hope he's given everyone to finish this fight... it's something to be cherish, it's something to be preserved.-
ARANEA: -she carries him back to the others, zig zagging through remnants of the battle on the lake -- the forces are being driven back now and the rebels are celebrating all around them. it's over now and they won. for once, they won against the empire.-
ARANEA: -sets jake down with the others with nothing to say. it isn't her place... and well, everyone is passed out now, at best. she only helps mend any wounds she can with her own powers.-
JAKE: -Only deams of brain ghosts and tropical islands now.-
[Relief comes by way of the rebels until the UU arrives. It scoops everyone away and finds a place to lay low before they think about taking to space again. They earned a little time to rest at home.]
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ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0411
REDGLARE: -She sure looks like hell today. No uniform, no glasses, and half of her face bandaged. Several other patches of gauze on her arms, and her weapon out. She's not so much patrolling as stalking, lips curled just enough to show a few fangs.-(edited)
FEFERI: -Oh, bouy. This doesn't look pretty. Redglare might not be out for patrol but Feferi sure is. Her own uniform is on but she has no weapon. Upon spying Redglare's weapon out, she has no problem approaching her.- ...
FEFERI: You look like you s)(ould be resting.
REDGLARE: -She grunts.- Not3d.
FEFERI: T)(e infirmary kind of sucks, so I understand wanting to come out for a walk. -casual chatter- I've been t)(ere SO many times.
REDGLARE: -She glances at her. A deep breath, then she lets it go. slowly. It's quite a few beats before she manages to respond to her.-
REDGLARE: Qu4rt3rs 4r3 4 m3ss, too.
REDGLARE: H4pp3ns.
REDGLARE: B3tt3r to k33p 4n 3y3 on th3 s1tu4t1on. H4. -That 'ha' is perhaps one of the most bitter of single-syllabic utterances she's managed to make in her lifetime.-
HIGHBLOOD: =Elusive clown appearance, frowntown at Redglare while she makes that joke. Strides on up to her side and leans down to look at her face and whistle= joke as rough as you look sister red =nods to Feferi=
FEFERI: -no worries, Redglare. Feferi is also from Alternia and totally gets the need for a morbid joke every now and again. She sneaks her a small, sad smile. At best, hoping it's comforting and that as fucked up as the situation is... she understands.-
FEFERI: Maybe w)(en I'm not on s)(ift, I can... -WOAH, UNCLE CLOWN.-
REDGLARE: B33n busy. -She mutters, eye suddenly finding the presence of cloun. He sure does move quietly and appear SUDDENLY. At least when her mind is this busy.-
HIGHBLOOD: busy draggin your roughed on up ass to and fro to sneer at all anythin that dare pass your singular gaze
HIGHBLOOD: =leans the other way to catch a look at the other side of her face, finger poking her weapon= who you gonna jab on while you still adjustin your cordination and that heavy as hells pusher that took up your pan
HIGHBLOOD: or do it matter who? look like you lookin for a fight, not just that but a fight to lose and that ain't wise
FEFERI: -gives him a look like UNCLE, you don't just ask a troll why they have weapons out. That's so rude.-
HIGHBLOOD: =He is very rude=
REDGLARE: -She wrenches the weapon back from the poke.- Don't.
REDGLARE: Don't you l3ctur3 m3.
REDGLARE: 4t th1s r4t3, th3 f1ght1ng 1s go1ng to h4pp3n. On3 w4y or 4noth3r. Won't h4v3 to look f4r.
FEFERI: -pouts a little over here but says nothing.-
HIGHBLOOD: it am to come, all the more reason for you to be at your best
HIGHBLOOD: this ain't the best =walks around just off to the side and leans in= what good you doin?
HIGHBLOOD: if you wanna keep busy then there's other shit to be done, stalkin and stewin brewin up in that pissrage don't do you no. good. sis.
FEFERI: -Hehe. He said pissrage.-
REDGLARE: You don't know 4 d4mn3d th1ng. -Her grip tightens around her weapon and she continues to walk, just a little bit faster now.-
HIGHBLOOD: =Looks at Feferi, passes her a hot fresh funnel cake and falls right back in stride with Redglare. Following her with long steps= i know a lil bit
HIGHBLOOD: how to juggle, tell my jesties
HIGHBLOOD: bake my mirthful goods and paint
HIGHBLOOD: rip up a motherfucker in twain multitudes of ways
HIGHBLOOD: know some of other folk, how they act when they desperate and broken up inside, sad as hell eager to do somethin
HIGHBLOOD: fought them kinda motherfuckers and they slip, always do
HIGHBLOOD: always get sloppy, careless and the most they do accomplish in this is make my job easier
HIGHBLOOD: =touches the top of redglare's head, then her shoulders= don't know your pain, it's specific on yourself, but i know you sloppy and that ain't helpin
REDGLARE: -She pulls away from the touch, sneering, glaring. She stops walking, cold and abrupt.-
REDGLARE: 1'm not.
REDGLARE: Your fr13nd.
REDGLARE: 4nd 1 d1dn't 4sk for your 4dv1c3.
REDGLARE: 1 d1d not r3qu3st 4NY counc1l of 4ny k1nd.
REDGLARE: 1f th3y'r3 go1ng to w4nt blood, th3n you know 4s w3ll 4s 1 do th3r3 4r3 pl3nty of bl4ck m4rks to 4ccount for.
REDGLARE: For both of us.
REDGLARE: -She seems to be breathing heavily and she can hear her own heart pounding.-
CRONUS: -wanders in here looking pretty dazed. He had gone to get breakfast, and had fallen asleep under one of the tables, but now he was awake and heading back to the room-
FEFERI: -was in the middle of sneaking a piece of funnel cake when she spies Cronus- .... -chewing judgementally-
HIGHBLOOD: =There he is, the actual worst spy. Typhon walks around Redglare to get in front of her again= we don't ask for what we need HIGHBLOOD: =sighs and stoops down again= sis you already ain't likin me don't make me make you not like me anymore than you already don't
HIGHBLOOD: your views of our association ain't really my concern as i know but i consider you, somethin enough to piss off and up when needed
HIGHBLOOD: you can't fight like this, thems facts, and i like you alive :o/
CRONUS: -he barely seems to notice her, although he does wander in her direction-
FEFERI: -clips hip against him as he wanders over. She's not sharing her funnel cake.-
CRONUS: hey. vwhats up?
FEFERI: I'm on patrol. -eyeing him- Waterboat you?
REDGLARE: -Her grip on the staff is shaky, hand trembling as her body tenses. She looks almost like she's going to take a swing, but chokes out something halfway between a laugh and a sob.- Th4t's th3 b3st 1've got. Th3 b3st 1've got. Pr3f3r3nc3 to 4 corps3. -She throws the staff on the ground, laughing, maybe, the strangled noise accompanied by the tears leaking from her remaining eye.-
CRONUS: -he gives a lame shrug- vwho evwen knowvs, really? i think i might havwe fell asleep.
HIGHBLOOD: nah it's not the best you got, you also got good jokes sometimes =picks up her staff= you also got this, and some motherfuckers who care if you a corpse or no
REDGLARE: -She sniffles, silently snatching the staff. It disappears into her sylladex.-
FEFERI: -Cronus, you're being lame. Can't you see Redglare is in emotional turmoil? Concerned seadweller clicks over here, just watching from a distance.-
HIGHBLOOD: =She can have it back, slips her a funnel cake also= cmon sis, we both know what's comin you can make it miles easier =gestures her forward=
REDGLARE: -She sighs.- 1'm. T1r3d. -She does, however, slump forward, without resistance.-
CRONUS: -HE CAN B ARELY SEE PAST HIS OWN NOSE-
HIGHBLOOD: yeah you tired =since she doesn't take it he takes the liberty of eating it with one hand and hugging her with his arm. Rest against him tiddies. Then stands still holding her= all the more reason to rest your tired ass and numb that pan with tedious paperworkeries that i been neglectin
FEFERI: -This is cute... Heck.-
REDGLARE: No. C4n't go b4ck to my qu4rt3rs.
HIGHBLOOD: my paperwork ain't in your quarters, keep up tata =Here he go, ambling off with her=
GRANDMA: -a little old lady is huffing through the atrium. she has a lot of feelings right now!! but she doesn't really know what to do with them!!-
JAKE: -scampering after lil old lady- Grandma!
GRANDMA: -BORK. jk.- jake!
GRANDMA: -she stops and turns around to look up at him- i'm sure he's very busy but... do you know where dirk is?
JAKE: Oh dirk? Well its been a crazy whirlwind of sh—
JAKE: Shenanigans! -nice save. He puffs himself at maximum height.- And im afraid to say dirks had his mitts full of the stuff my dear sweet granny!
JAKE: Whats the hullabaloo about specfically?
GRANDMA: it's--!! all this damn unrest around here! i understand it but... but... hurting people because of the beforan empress being here isn't going to solve anything!!
GRANDMA: we can't fight back if we're divided over her! do they even remember WHAT we're fighting?? don't they know who pulled the trigger??
GRANDMA: not just alternia, but that damn condesce and lord english! THEY'RE what we should be worrying about right now! no matter what stupid decisions world leaders are making, those two have the power to destroy planets and they're going to do it again!!
GRANDMA: i need everyone's help here...! i... well... i guess i don't NEED it but... you guys really would've made a difference in taking skaianet back. GRANDMA: rrrg... i'm just so frustrated i can't think straight!! -BORF-
JAKE: -on one hand, seeing Granny so riled up is kind of adorable and on the other, Jake felt like at any moment the tiny old lady was going to wring someone's ear out for the hell there was to pay! And that wasn't going to solve any problems.-
JAKE: -he huffs in kind, crossing his arms.- The way i see it is tensions are running a mile high but losing your head over it isnt going to help calm the storm grinny gran!
JAKE: Although your frustration is perfectly justifiable. Hehe.
JAKE: I think more than a few folks deserve a hard boxing around the ear. Or two! Maybe even three!
GRANDMA: i'll say!! -huffs, but jake is right. she tries to calm down, matching his movements by crossing her own arms.-
GRANDMA: ... i understand why they needed to rescue her... but why is she here? these poor people... they don't need this. :(
JAKE: -strokes his mustache so thoughtully- Well if you ask me. I think...
JAKE: I say it marks unfathomable changes on both sides of the playing board. It might seem like two opposing sides but in reality... its one of the same name and game!
JAKE: -rests fist into his palm- Why are we here gran ma am my lamb? Its a test!
JAKE: A test to see the stuff of what were really made of. Can we really move past our differences and a world of hurt? Can we REALLY become better than our worst enemies?
JAKE: Well shucked fudging corn grandma! I daresay were about to freaking find out!!!!! -throws hands up-
GRANDMA: ... -looks up at him admiringly, a small smile spreading across her lips.- what do you think, jake? do you think we can overcome it?
JAKE: Youre darn right i do! -swoops his arm with much enthusiasm- Together we stand and divided we fall!
JAKE: But our differences are what make us the heroes isnt it? The kind that are worth retelling over and over again. JAKE: Its just a matter of... -twines his fingers as a demonstration.- Remembering that its the same hurt which brought us together in the first place.
JAKE: Right? -hopeful gazes-
GRANDMA: yes... you're right. -touches his arm, eyes crinkling and feeling a little misty. sniffle! it might all be somewhat naive, but this is the sort of thinking she wants to believe in, too. and when jake says it with so much certainty, it becomes a little bit easier to hope for.-
GRANDMA: thank you... i feel a lot calmer now. i just need to think of how to help dirk sort out this mess...
JAKE: Ahhh... maybe...
JAKE: Allowing for a peaceful rally? Or rather...
JAKE: A memorial? A chance for people to grieve over folks theyre hurting over?
GRANDMA: -perks up- that's not a bad idea. would you like to help me organize something like that?
JAKE: Id sure like to try! -beams down at her, pleased that she liked the idea. Jake is a good! He's done a good!!!- JAKE: The sooner the better wouldnt you say?
GRANDMA: -nod nod- agreed!!
GRANDMA: and when you see dirk next, because i'm sure you'll see him before i do... please let him know he's not alone in this. -more arm pats.- we can do this together!
JAKE: Yes i will be sure to! -puffs himself up all over again- Heh! Why its almost enough gumption for me to track the man down right here and now!
JAKE: Actually ive been having quite the knack for that lately. Isnt that strange?(edited)
GRANDMA: hmm... no, i don't think that's strange at all! :P
GRANDMA: i'm sure you're an excellent tracker for one!! and he's your betrothed... i assume that means you understand him well enough to know where to look for him, right? -not actually sure. romance always went over her head honestly.-
JAKE: Well thats one way of looking at it...
JAKE: But technically speaking he really could be any which way around the ship and i wouldnt have a clue about it! JAKE: But ive found him every time. -strokes his chin.- Hm.
JAKE: I wonder if this is a theory that calls for closer investigation.
GRANDMA: :o
GRANDMA: maybe!!
DIRK: -speak of the devil, he's entering the atrium at that moment, looking somber with... someone in handcuffs at his side.-
JAKE: -Immediately turns at the sight of Dirk entering, eager but then pausing at the sight of... who in handcuffs? Oh jeez.-
LIFERA: -She's moving along with him, no real identifiable expression on her face, cuffs around pink-tinted wrists. She is not bothering to look around.-
GRANDMA: !
JAKE: -Well ah... he found him! Ahaha...-
DIRK: -he's avoiding looking anywhere that isn't ahead, as well. he notices jake and grandma there, of course, and as much as he hates to dodge them, he has places to be. detainment, specifically, if that wasn't clear.-
JAKE: -A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do. His heart goes out to you, Mr. D.-
GRANDMA: -looks around, wondering if there is anyone else helping him escort her... she's a little concerned for him out in the open like that.- :(
JAKE: -HE CAN HELP. If this is a procession, Jake offers his protective services.-
GRANDMA: -she's coming too!!-
DIRK: -tries very hard to disregard them, but he appreciates the silent support all the same. fambly...-
LIFERA: -Apparently, they've got company, but she doesn't offer them a look. It's better this way.-
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ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0402
JAKE: -in the cafeteria, loudly devouring a big greasy bacon cheeseburger. This young man is ravenous.-
GRANDMA: -ENTERS. she doesn't frequent the cafeteria that much, but here she is today, and look! it's her grandson... stuffing meat into his face... ewww :( - GRANDMA: hi jake! -grabs him napkins before she goes to sit with him-
JAKE: -Drat! And here he thought he could finish his burger before Granny came along. It has a hashbrown and a ton of veggies in it, does that count?- Mrrph mph. Hmmhm! -WAVES GREASY HAND and accepts the napkin-
GRANDMA: hehe. you shouldn't talk with your mouth full!! -she teases, of course- GRANDMA: how are you doing?
JAKE: -cleans off his face, obediently chewing before answering, smiling wide.- Im doing swell as a bell grandma! And shucks. Its nice to see you out and about like you are hehe. JAKE: Have you done something with your hair?
GRANDMA: aww you flatterer. i'm the same old me! :P GRANDMA: but i'm doing okay too... i went out the other day to help with that farm hand job opening. that was... interesting!!
JAKE: No i swear to goodness youre positively GLOWING today! -big laughs and then sobers up a little at the mention of a farm.- Holy howdy! Was it a nice farm? :o
GRANDMA: ummm... well... they grow beets there... GRANDMA: okay, to be perfectly honest the employers were a LITTLE weird.
JAKE: Huh! Were they creeps? Did they try something underhanded?? -huffs- JAKE: Ill show them what for if they did! Payment be damned!
GRANDMA: now now... it's alright. nothing your old granny couldn't handle if it came down to it!! GRANDMA: it all turned out okay in the end. we helped them move some big beastie that had gotten stuck in their water system.
JAKE: Great sailing gadzooks gran! Was it injured? -eyes widen and eats, listening to her story attentively-
GRANDMA: it seemed fairly content, actually... hehe... i think it just ate a little too much. GRANDMA: i was a little worried for it, being trapped with sewage for who knows how long... but i'm pretty sure it's happy and healthy in the forest now. :) GRANDMA: your little friend rufioh talked to it! -assumes everyone is jake's friend- i'm sure if it wasn't feeling well it would have told him.
JAKE: -Rufioh is his friend! At least... he thinks he is? There's nobody on the ship Jake doesn't see as a potential friend, really.- I see! So no harm no foul? JAKE: Its the best case scenario if you ask me! JAKE: Im glad to know it was a roaring success! -SQUEEZES HER HAND with a cheery smile on his face-
GRANDMA: -squeezes back, placing her other hand on top of his. he is too precious...- so tell me... what have you been up to? how are the boys? :)
JAKE: The boys! Hahaha oh the boys... -Well when she puts it like THAT it's just flustered blush central for Jake.- Theyre doing well i should say! We had a fairly productive fathers day ahhh... JAKE: Talk about discombobulating to boot! JAKE: Not only have i ever had a reason to celebrate it before... well... JAKE: Now i find myself roped as a parent figure for citrin?? When in all of gods green rolling pastures did that happen?????
GRANDMA: awww jake... that's so wonderful! of course he sees you that way! you're a part of their family now. -smiles up at him, so proud-
JAKE: True maybe but how!!! It still boggles my f-- fiddlesticking mind. -twiddles with his thumbs, looking sheepish.- And whats more. JAKE: Its got us considering other causes in the same vein? JAKE: Like ahh... babies of the human variety! Can you believe that??? Imagine that!!!! -laughs it off like he's just BEGGING for someone to pop his bubble. But don't actually.-
GRANDMA: -looks at him with shiny eyes- really? you guys are thinking about having more kids? -sniff. there she goes...-
JAKE: Its up in the air! -waves hands frantically- Plus im not entirely certain how the whole process would go?? JAKE: We could go the adoption route again for all i know!
GRANDMA: well... i'm in full support of your decision, whatever it ends up being! GRANDMA: you do have a few options though... -looks thoughtful-
JAKE: Do i? 80
GRANDMA: of course! i think adoption is a great choice, of course... there are a lot of kids out there who need families... GRANDMA: but if you wanted babies of your own, there's always surrogacy... or cloning! :o
JAKE: -Surrogacy? Cloning?? Now that she mentions it... The logic is starting to fall into place in his mind.- Uh... now wait a tick. JAKE: There wouldnt be a chance... JAKE: I came from either of those methods?
GRANDMA: -oh, uh... she can't very well LIE about this, but she's worried how he might take it. damn, she was hoping all these kids knew already.- well... yes! -nods slowly- GRANDMA: you were came to be from cloning research that jamison and i conducted a long time ago. -should she add he was cloned FROM jamison too or not... this is tricky. and not entirely sure how accurate it is when she only knows the story from the perspective of her universe. but could it be all that different?-
JAKE: Oh. -goes a little wall eyed thinking about this- ... JAKE: Well ill be damned! For as far as reality shattering truths go this is far from the strangest thing ive heard. -nods and eats more burger-
JAKE: Im healthy as a horse and thats all that matters!
GRANDMA: -phew!! that's a relief- yes it is! :) GRANDMA: you turned out so good, jake. -pats up his arm proudly while he eats that gross looking burger-
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7:24 PM
RUFIOH: -chilling very far up in a tree, keeping an eye out for the ground below. He seems to have a bowl full of SOMETHING or other up there so... it could be that he's up to something. We'll just have to wait and see.-
8:10 PM
DAMARA: =Walking around below with her head turned downwards. She's holding a half full jar of what either appears to be worms or slugs, or a gross combination of the two. She crouches down occasionally to capture another wriggly friend to drop in the jar, brushing dirt off her skirt.=
8:13 PM
RUFIOH: -Oh wow. He really should think this through, maybe. Or MAYBE... he won't. Spying Damara waaaay down below, Rufioh takes up a small water balloon filled to the brim with banana pudding and holds it over.- RUFIOH: -waits until she's directly below his tree branch and... drops it.- RUFIOH: - SPLAT -(edited)
8:22 PM
DAMARA: =She'd spotted a particularly fat and slimy looking slug making it's way up the trunk of a tree, and so she'd moved on over. Focused on the task at hand she failed to notice anything amiss and so.= DAMARA: = SPLAT = DAMARA: =The jar is dropped as pudding drips down her face, her head whirling upwards with eyes full of ice (and pudding).= おかしいです。[[Funny.]] =Wipes pudding from her eyes.= COMING DOWN. SHARING LAUGHS. (あなたの顔に私のかかとを持ちます。) [[With my heel in your face.]] =Focuses kinetics on the tree. The prankster was going down one way or another.= DAMARA: =RATTLES TREE.=
8:31 PM
RUFIOH: holy SHIT, DAMZ. 1 ALMOST D1DN'T-- hahaha, fuck! -Yeah that isn't working. Damara saw him and she knows what he's up to. And while he's at it, he starts laughing, even as the tree rattles dangerously under him. He jumps off, dropping the remainder of his pudding bombs.- RUFIOH: 1t had to be you, r1ght??? -hovers in the air-
8:38 PM
DAMARA: =Her eyes narrow upon hearing the voice and realizing who it was. Good thing it was a friend, that way she can kick his ass in good concience. The tree stops rattling as the pudding bombs start dropping, and instead of falling to the ground they hover above it. She wipes another glob of pudding away from her face, flicking it to the ground.= あなたでなければなりませんでした。[[Had to be you.]] DAMARA: =That gets wrecked that is. Those pudding bombs go FLYING towards Rufioh. Heads up.=
8:45 PM
RUFIOH: -Well. On one hand, if he tries to dodge, those psionic projectiles are just gonna follow him anyway.- RUFIOH: -In these few miliseconds before impact, Rufioh accepts his fate. Wings close up behind him and he falls. AND FALLS.-
8:51 PM
DAMARA: =And so his fate is sealed and he gets hit with his own pudding bombs. However Damara's glee seems absent since he just gave up. That's no fun.= DAMARA: =He's just. Falling though. Is he not planning on NOT falling????= DAMARA: ... DAMARA: =Intense staring. She is gonna catch him with her kinetics if he's not unfurling his wings soon.=
8:56 PM
RUFIOH: -better taking the bombs to the face than anywhere near his wings. The pudding EXPLODES onto his clothes as he falls.- MOTHERFUCK. RUFIOH: -thankfully, his wings flap out frantically to catch him just before he hits the ground. He lands onto the ferns with a loud, very squishy sounding OOF.- RUFIOH: -lies on the cold hard ground. He ded.-
9:00 PM
DAMARA: =Winces at this whole display.= DAMARA: =She honestly thought he'd be able to catch himself, but oh well. She jogs on over to where he landed with pudding dripping from her hair.= DAMARA: RUFIOH? DAMARA: 馬鹿! [[Idiot!]] =Crouches and nudges at him.= どうしてそんなことをしました?! [[Why did you do that?!]]
DAMARA: =Never gonna forgive his ass if he's dead.=
9:06 PM
RUFIOH: -He's pretty sure he's not dead. Also, Damara is close enough for him to just... grab a fistful of mud and squiiiish onto her shirt. They're both a mess anyway.- RUFIOH: aww... you care about me. -lifts his head to pudding grin at her. Now he's gonna die.- kawa11 as sh1t.
9:11 PM
DAMARA: ! DAMARA: =Gets mudded on and her expression sours immediately. More so at his pudding grin and commentary.= DAMARA: 気にしないで。[[Nevermind.]] =Deadpans, reaching out with both hands to try and push his face into the mud.= 死んでいるに戻ります。[[Go back to being dead.]]
9:13 PM
RUFIOH: -HORK. He is now eating a faceful of mud. Muffled protests but does he REALLY try to fight it? Not at all.-
9:15 PM
DIRK: -he's in the bg sulking to charlie brown music, probably. he needs a walk. but he pauses to watch rufioh and damara.- ... -interesting.-
9:19 PM
DAMARA: チッ。[[Tch.]] =Moves her hands away since he's not even fighting it. Talk about joykill.= そして今、あなたは死んでいます。泥の中に死にました。 とても悲しい。この日は多くの涙。なぜ彼らはすべて泣く彼は愚かでした。泥だらけの死を避けたかもしれません。[[And now you are dead. Dead in the mud. Very sad. Many tears on this day. Why was he so foolish they all weep. Could have avoided the muddy death.]] =As she speaks she's pulling out a hankerchief from her sleeve.=
9:20 PM
RUFIOH: -suddenly rising to his knees and SHOVING her with his shoulder and the corner of his horn. The intent is to topple her onto her butt.- who you call1n' dead, yo??? not me!
9:25 PM
DAMARA: OOF! DAMARA: =Onto her butt she goes right in the mud.= うわ！[[Ugh!]] DAMARA: =The hankerchief is all muddy now too.= あなたがあることを行っています！[[You are going to be!]] =Launches self towards Rufioh to football tackle him. Despite her abrasive words she is actually kind of maybe having fun.=
9:27 PM
RUFIOH: YOOOOOOOOOOOOO-OOF!!! -gets tackled into the ground and thoroughly begins wrassling with her. He is, of course, laughing his ass off. Shoves at her mostly and grapples.- don't you know g1rls aren't supposed to do that 1n sk1rts, doll??? RUFIOH: 1t's all k1nds of 1ndecent!!!!
9:29 PM
KANKRI: -DID SOMEBODY SAY INDECENT-
9:30 PM
DIRK: -makes a face-
DIRK: -at the display, not at kankri's imminent approach-
9:32 PM
KANKRI: -All three people who are not particularly fond of him in one area. How wonderful. Kankri stumbles across the scene of Rufioh and Damara fighting in the mud, and he does have half a mind to say something but he is quick to decide its more trouble then its worth, and isn't looking to be punched by Damara again.- KANKRI: -However in his attempts to edge around the mud tussle, and keeping his eyes on the fight without looking where he was going, Kankri narrowly avoids bumping into Dirk.-
KANKRI: -He stops short rather then running into him.- 9h, my ap9l9gies.
9:33 PM
DAMARA: =She will not laugh, but she certainly is struggling to keep her lips in a stoic line. She wrassles Rufioh with the intent of winning, shoving at his grapple attempts and trying ones of her own.= あなたの顔は下品なものです！[[Your face is what's indecent!]] DAMARA: 単に私の嫉妬はしばらくあなたが今までの夢を見ることができよりもスカートでより多くのトロルを格闘することができます。[[Simply jealous of me being able to wrestle more trolls while in a skirt than you could ever dream of.]]
9:33 PM
DIRK: -turns his attention to kankri and shrugs- It's all good.
9:34 PM
KANKRI: -He is content with that response and turns to watch the fight again.- Hm. KANKRI: I can't say that I appr9ve 9f the way they are treating each 9ther there.
9:35 PM
RUFIOH: okay, you got me the- -is thoroughly squished by Damara as he grows distracted at the sound of voices. He did NOT plan on seeing Dirk or Kankri there. He goes limp.- (sh1t, 1t's the popo.)
9:35 PM
DIRK: -stares at them some more- It sure is a thing that's happening.
9:36 PM
KANKRI: Sh9uld either 9f us say s9mething t9 them? I am w9rried it is 9nly g9ing t9 escalate.
9:36 PM
DIRK: I say we let 'em work it out.
9:37 PM
KANKRI: 6ut what if s9me9ne gets injured as a result?(edited)
9:39 PM
DIRK: That's life, Kankri. DIRK: One second everything is great and you're on top of the world. The next you're making terrible decisions with a bunch of banana pudding and you find yourself being wrestled into the mud.
DIRK: You just gotta deal with it.
9:40 PM
DAMARA: =Is about to let out a "HAH" in triumph but derails at the voices as well. She hadn't noticed at all. She stares right at them and steadily feels her face grow more maroon under layers of mud and pudding. This was stupid and she had let people she's not close to SEE HER BEING HER TRUE NERD SELF. She internal scream so much.= DAMARA: =However it is too late, and the circle of stupid must be complete. While she stares little blobs of mud starts rising from the ground.= (我々はそれらを取る必要がありますか？) [[Should we take them out?]]
9:40 PM
DIRK: -he sounds so distraught-
9:41 PM
RUFIOH: -slowly slides out more pudding bombs from his sylladex. OF COURSE HE HAD MORE.- go for 1t.
9:41 PM
KANKRI: -He makes a face at Dirk.- That particular hyp9thetical was 9ddly specific t9 this situati9n and I highly d9u6t it 9ften 9ccurs in regular day t9 day life.
KANKRI: -He aint even looking at those rising mud/pudding bombs.-
9:43 PM
DAMARA: =Nods. Gets away from Ruf so he can get a clear shot. Then wolf whistles at DirKri for their attention.= DAMARA: =Big smile and wave as MUD BOMBS come on flying in their direction.=
DAMARA: =Especially aimed at Dirk's hair.=
9:44 PM
DIRK: -WHAT THE FUCK???-
9:44 PM
RUFIOH: -scrambles up to his knees to WITNESS THIS.- }8)
9:44 PM
DIRK: -too busy being existential to flashstep away-
9:44 PM
DAMARA: =WITNESS ME=
9:44 PM
RUFIOH: -mmmwatcha saaaaaay-
9:44 PM
KANKRI: -Who was whistling? He makes the mistake of turning to look and THOSE SURE ARE MUDBOMBS OH GOSH-
9:45 PM
DAMARA: =Also aimed at Kankri's mouthhole tbh.=
9:45 PM
KANKRI: -You believe he gets hit with every single one of them thrown at him. Even though he tried to cover his face there is just mud EVERYWHERE.- KANKRI: -He has no words, he is in shock.-
9:46 PM
DIRK: -just stands there. stock still.- ...........
9:46 PM
RUFIOH: -OH SHIT. He is most certainly keeling over and laughing.- HOLY FUCK.
9:46 PM
KANKRI: -He looks up at the equally shocked dirk next to him.- ...........
9:48 PM
DAMARA: =Big Megido grins and does a little salute to the two.= DAMARA: (私たちが実行したときにこれは、はい、ありますか？) [[This is when we run, yes?]]
9:49 PM
RUFIOH: -he's laughing so hard that he's crying.- hell fuck1ng yes. RUFIOH: -leaps into the air but plucks Damara up with him. THEY'RE HITTING THE TREETOPS, GUYS. SAYONARA.-
9:49 PM
DIRK: ...
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9:50 PM
KANKRI: -He attempts to speak but has to spit out mud to do so- .... I.(edited)
9:51 PM
DAMARA: =Okay, this is the point where she starts laughing. This is all so STUPID. It's incredible. She's surprised at being plucked up but she will allow it.= DAMARA: =Two laughing idiots flying off into the trees, there they go.= DAMARA: =Absolutely incredible.=
9:51 PM
KANKRI: .... This certainly is the final straw. -He sounds so eerily calm in saying that as he stares up at the tree tops into which they vanished.-
9:52 PM
DIRK: -wipes mud from his face. KILL BILL IRONSIDE SIRENS.-
DIRK: Hold that thought. -SPRINTS at the tree and just fucking. parkours up the branches.-
9:55 PM
KANKRI: -Sure Dirk, you do your thing, Kankri is just going to stand here and try to wipe off some of the mud that is dangerously close to his eyes.-
9:57 PM
RUFIOH: -Okay, Dirk parkouring up branches is pretty badass. But how does he expect to catch up when he and Damara are far above the jungle top. He hovers there for a minute, holding her in one arm.- hey so... should 1 let you do the fly1ng th1ng now? they're probably st1ll down there.
10:02 PM
DIRK: -SURPRISE BITCH. he launches himself out of the leafy canopy with a flash step and then lands on the hoverboard he casually slipped under his feet. he's in full blown kill mode right now. nothing will stop him.-
10:03 PM
KANKRI: -He is still just trying his best to make himself mud free as possible while Dirk does cool and dangerous things above. He was told to wait so....- KANKRI: -He is waiting and still holding his thought.-
10:04 PM
DAMARA: =She is pretty sure Dirk is set on murder, which suits her sense of humor fine. Though the laughter subsides briefly as Dirk is hoverboard nyooming towards them.= 別れは今最善の戦略です。[[Parting is best strategy now.]]
10:06 PM
RUFIOH: -OH SHIT. Nothing is more terrifying than a mud/pudding encrusted Dirk bursting from some trees and leaping onto his hoverboard.- hahahahaha! a1ght we spl1t. RUFIOH: -releases Damara in the air and bolts off.- AYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! -crows-
10:07 PM
DAMARA: =Keeps herself airborn with them kinetics.= CATCH HIM ON FLIP. DAMARA: =NYOOOOOMS away in the other direction, crowing on the inside.=
10:12 PM
DIRK: -this will not deter him. he'll figure out a way to get them both. JUST WAIT. for now, he's choosing to pursue damara. psionics tend to be a little faster than flapflaps, he's found.-
10:16 PM
RUFIOH: -turns in time to see Dirk going after Damara. No!!!!!!-
10:16 PM
DAMARA: =As Damara nyooms she sees an opening in the trees below and decides to DIVE. Gonna zigzag through the branches and plants to LOSE HIM. It's just ike a car chase, except there are no cars involved so not a car chase at all but a chase it certainly is.=
10:20 PM
DIRK: -ok, shit. he's definitely going to get his ass handed to him if he tries to dodge branches, so he abandons the board temporarily to go back to hopping across them. he loses some speed, but nothing flash stepping won't make up for. he makes an attempt at a TACKLE with one of those leaps.-
10:30 PM
DAMARA: =She keeps zigzagging through the branches, but at the attempted tackle she takes the advice of a video game bunny and does a barrel roll to avoid it. Thus she disappears into the jungle. So long. She is gone forever.=
10:31 PM
DIRK: -FUCK! he is seething about losing her. but it's not over. he is still filled with determination. the board comes out again as he searches for rufioh.-
10:32 PM
RUFIOH: -hovering far away by English tower, communing with some parrots to get a look at what was happening. But soon enough, he doesn't have to commune with birds to see it. Dirk is gonna be coming straight for him. He takes off again.-
10:33 PM
KANKRI: -God this mud is in his ear too. This is terrible.-
10:36 PM
DIRK: -GET BACK HERE YOU WILY BASTARD- GRANDMA: -staring out a window at this- ... -sips her tea-
10:36 PM
RUFIOH: -HE'S SOARIN'. FLYIN'.-
10:43 PM
DIRK: -if you thought he wasn't insane enough, he lets his hoverboard go in one direction, looping around towards rufioh while he jumps onto the house, leaping from ledge to ledge before he has a prime angle to launch himself with a flashstep at rufioh, trying to slam him onto the board. please lock up this mad man.-
GRANDMA: -sips her tea harder-
GRANDMA: -should she tell jake.................-
10:58 PM
RUFIOH: -of course, he can't compete with Dirk's superior speed and downright WRECKLESSNESS. His eyes widen.- what are YOU- RUFIOH: -It's too late. The force with which Dirk hits Ruf has him painfully colliding with the hoverboard mid-air. He doesn't even have time to register the wind getting knocked out of him or the sharp spreading pain on his side from having been TACKLED IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FUCKING SKY. He's wheezing and flailing a little bit.-
11:00 PM
KANKRI: -Man that sure looked painful for Rufioh.-
11:03 PM
DIRK: -he is kinda built like a BRICK SHITHOUSE. there are consequences to your actions, rufioh. it isn't exactly comfortable for dirk either, but when they land on the board, he still manages to get up while holding onto the other to change the course of the board. straight back to kankri.-
11:04 PM
KANKRI: -He squints. What is Dirk doing.-
11:06 PM
RUFIOH: -he's in pain, he hurts, something's wrong. He's gotta... GET OUT OF HERE.- RUFIOH: hey, yo. RUFIOH: let me. RUFIOH: the fuck. RUFIOH: GO. -suddenly uses his horns to wham into Dirk with all of his might.-
11:07 PM
KANKRI: !!!! -ITS ESCALATING. JUST LIKE HE FORETOLD.-
11:07 PM
DIRK: Ow! Fuck-- -shit, fuck. they're losing balance. THEY'RE SPIRALING OUT OF CONTROL. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.-
DIRK: -he at least manages to direct them away from kankri and into some bushes-
11:08 PM
KANKRI: -WELL YES THANK GOD FOR THAT. But still that looked VERY dangerous, and Kankri is rushing over looking very concerned for both of their safety.- Are either 9f y9u tw9 alright??
11:12 PM
RUFIOH: -has landed into the mud on his shoulder, pain shooting from there and NOW from the base of his horn. Ruf must have hit it. He does not say anything and just lies there, wings limp.-
11:13 PM
DIRK: -he also just lies there, but he at least responds with a groan.-
11:17 PM
KANKRI: -Alright, so.... the important thing is not to panic right? Then why is Kankri starting to panic??? HE JUST ISN'T SURE WHAT TO DO.- KANKRI: -Kankri quickly moves further into the bushes and crash zone, and kneels down near the two of them.- I did menti9n that things were g9ing t9 get 9ut 9f hand!! And n9w just l99k at this!!!! -Please not be dead. Either of you. He carefully nudges Rufioh's shoulder and then attempts to do the same to Dirk.-
11:19 PM
DIRK: -winces and jolts a little, only because he was only half conscious for a second there and was suddenly brought BACK TO LIFE.- Jesus Christ-- -rubs at his head as he looks around- DIRK: Fuck. -sighs and rolls his head back- DIRK: I survived.
11:20 PM
KANKRI: -When Dirk jolts, Kankri startles and falls back on his ass.- KANKRI: I-I w9uld say just 6arely!! WHAT were y9u THINKING!?
11:21 PM
RUFIOH: -wordlessly tries to move an arm but ends up inhaling sharply, freezing in his tracks.- .... -slumps back into the mud-
11:21 PM
DIRK: -grumbles- ... I don't know. -wait, shit. he sits up again to look at rufioh.- Shit. DIRK: Are you ok?
11:22 PM
KANKRI: D9es he l99k "9kay" t9 y9u?? -He snaps at dirk and then turns all of his attention to Rufioh. He may be mad at him but he doesnt want the guy to die.-
11:23 PM
GRANDMA: -TODDLES OUT AT THE SPEED OF LIGHT- >:o !!
GRANDMA: what's going on out here? DIRK: -noooooooooo-
11:26 PM
KANKRI: -His head turns in a new voice's direction.- They were 69th making extremely p99r decisi9ns and crashed at high speeds 9ut 9f the sky!
11:26 PM
RUFIOH: (sh1t...) -gingerly feeling at the side which collided against the board. Cue another hiss and another hiss after that.- (1 th1nk 1... broke someth1ng.)
11:27 PM
KANKRI: -He hears Rufioh speak and lets out a very large sigh of relief.- It w9uld seem neither 9f them are dead at least....
KANKRI: -BUT STILL THIS IS ALL VERY BAD.-
11:32 PM
DIRK: Fuck. I'm-- -URGH. he scrambles up to try and help him but he's got a case of hoverhands.- Where does it hurt? GRANDMA: oh dear... dirk! what's gotten into you? -so disappointed. she scurries over and leans down beside them.- DIRK: - 8( - GRANDMA: hold still, dear. i've got something for you. -whips out a terrifying needle type device. she has a very high tech first aid kit, you see.- it's just a painkiller to tide you over til we get you to the infirmary! -good lord, she's also crazy. just. fucking sticks rufioh with it.-
11:33 PM
KANKRI: -He is staring wide eyed at that random and suspicious needle that is going into Rufioh, he doesn't care how nice she is this is very sketchy all the same.-
11:33 PM
GRANDMA: -shhh only dreams now-
11:35 PM
RUFIOH: pa1n wa1t, wha-- -HRRRKS for the second time today, his wings jittering. Until, wow. That is fast acting. His vision is swimming and his face ducks down into the mud again, clocked out. Nighty night. He is limp as a dead fish.-
11:35 PM
KANKRI: I am s9rry t9 interrupt, especially since I am n9t exactly qualified t9 6e a judge 9f any 9f this, 6ut exactly h9w much medical training d9 y9u have t9 g9 sticking such things int9 9ther pe9ples 69dies-- -OH NO! Rufioh is down again and he moves in closer.- KANKRI: Is he alright???
11:36 PM
RUFIOH: -OUT COLD.-
11:37 PM
GRANDMA: ohh shit. maybe that was a little too much! -pets him- but he'll be ok. let's just get him to the doctor. -squints at dirk- did you break anything? DIRK: ... No. GRANDMA: then you can carry him. DIRK: ... Ok. -does as he's told, DEJECTED-
11:39 PM
KANKRI: But what if he has a neck 9r spinal injury???? We sh9uldn't 6e m9ving him in that case right? KANKRI: What a69ut cranial damage??
11:39 PM
RUFIOH: -casually suffocating in mud but it's okay. He's unconscious.-
11:42 PM
DIRK: I think I know how to handle an injured body, Kankri. -that sounds... not at all like he intended. he can't THINK right now, ok? rufioh isn't suffocating, anyway. he is now being held in bara arms.- GRANDMA: ok come on come on! -waddles towards the ship, gesturing for them to follow-
11:44 PM
RUFIOH: -senpai is such a dick.-
11:45 PM
DIRK: -true-
11:45 PM
KANKRI: I hardly see h9w that is supp9sed t9 make me feel any 6etter! -Oh? They are moving along?? He may not like any of this but he isn't going to be left behind. This is probably quite the spectacle, three young adults covered in banana pudding and mud, one of them being unconscious, all trailing behind an elderly woman.-
11:46 PM
DIRK: -WELL THIS IS BASICALLY THE WORST DAY-
11:46 PM
KANKRI: -YOU JUST HAD TO MAKE IT THE WORST.-
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GRANDMA: -taking a pair of sheers to the bushes around her house. This might take a while.-
8:15 AM
ROSE: -SHE IS TOTALLY HERE FOR SOME SICKNASTY LAWN AND GARDEN CARE!!!!!-
8:17 AM
GRANDMA: -RADICAL-
8:17 AM
ROSE: -OK but she hasn't really had a chance to talk to Jolene much so seeing her out with a set of garden shears is the ideal time for a conversational ambush. Ambush. amBUSH-
ROSE: I suppose the property is not at risk of declining in value.
ROSE: I admire your diligence.
8:27 AM
GRANDMA: -looks up from her work to smile at Rose, recognizing her as the woman from the dinner party and thankful to see her in better spirits- you should have seen the state of it when i got here! that's what happens when you leave your base unattended for... who even knows how long.
GRANDMA: there are more um... practical forms of lawn care, -the word she's actually looking for is INVENTIVE- but nothing beats doing it the old fashioned way. :P
8:36 AM
ROSE: I gather. The rustic simplicity gives one's mind time to gather itself.
ROSE: Not interrupting some sort of meditation, I hope. -I mean she's not gonna leave if she was but still, politeness-
ROSE: To be honest, this is sort of how I imagined you would spend your time. At least insofar as one imagined how grandmothers do things.
8:53 AM
GRANDMA: hehe! it's a bit of a stereotype, isn't it? but it's a soothing hobby when you're usually buzzing around the galaxy gathering Intel to topple evil empires!! which i suspect is less of a grandmotherly thing to do... but it should be!
GRANDMA: -snip snip- i don't think i ever caught your name, dear. i apologize if i did... i have poor memory.
8:54 AM
ROSE: Rose Lalonde. I don't believe I introduced myself. There were a lot of us present.
8:59 AM
GRANDMA: there sure were. -she might go so far as to say it was a clusterfuck, if she were in different company-
GRANDMA: it's a pleasure to meet you, rose. :) -hmms about lalonde though-
9:01 AM
ROSE: Likewise, I'm certain. At least, under more personal circumstances.
ROSE: I suppose it's not often one finds themselves in the company of the founder of a tech company that rivals planets in influence.
ROSE: Would that there were some ceremony to stand on.
9:17 AM
GRANDMA: oh, gee... i guess you don't hang around my brother much, then. -she hoos, a little nervously-
GRANDMA: it's difficult to take that credit these days... but that's what i'm fighting for now. -smiles again, but it's a little weary-
9:23 AM
ROSE: Not much, I admit. Though you'd be happy to know it would do little to dull the impact.
ROSE: I, um. Was actually curious about that in particular.
ROSE: You and your brother.
ROSE: Being with the rebellion. I suppose I had some inkling about the nature of the enigmatic, potentially deceased Grandfather Harley in my teenage years.
9:42 AM
GRANDMA: oh?? -she finds it a little strange that she would take interest in them that young, but then recalls what was said the other night-
GRANDMA: how exactly... are you related to skaianet, if i may ask?
9:46 AM
ROSE: My... mother received funding for a project on human research into the human genome, and the incubation of a human being through technological means.
10:01 AM
GRANDMA: -searches her memory, to connect this information to the name lalonde- oh!! i remember.
GRANDMA: ...roxanne is your mother... she was at dinner the other night as well. -sitting with james. Yes yes, she recalls-
GRANDMA: -she looks at Rose, heavily, realizing the significance of this young woman standing before her- she really... paved the way for cloning research. goodness... i haven't seen her since she was a teenager herself! but i doubt she really remembers me...
10:03 AM
ROSE: I suppose not. -She suppresses the urge to make a bitter joke about hard-drinking, but as a result, just sort of stands there awkwardly quiet for a few moments too long.-
ROSE:
ROSE: How, um. How long has it been like this? Living like this, rebelling against the system. So forth.
10:16 AM
GRANDMA: let's see... -how old was Jake again? Get it together, jojo!- i want to say... about twenty-five years? that's when i left skaianet, anyway.
GRANDMA: i've been a part time rebel as far back as i can remember!
10:20 AM
ROSE: I suppose that checks out. -Rose sits on the grass, leaning back a bit.- I am presently wrestling with the fact that the majority of my youthful conspiracies have actually turned out to be pretty spot-on.
ROSE: Not attributed to my own brilliance, but rather, that reality itself is dumb enough that it made me correct.
ROSE: I am marveling. It is like the water cycle, if it were dealing in sheer absurdity instead.
10:27 AM
GRANDMA: hehe! i understand... -looks off into the distance thinking about the Jake situation. Hoo boy.- what a funny little universe we live in.
GRANDMA: what sort of theories are we talking here? i bet i know some things that would really rock your world!!! by which i mean, be completely predictable by virtue of that sheer absurdity you mentioned. -snicker snicker-
10:31 AM
ROSE: Probably rather typical fare. Beginning with an intention to brainwash the greater human population with propaganda as one might find in They Live.
ROSE: "The Condesce Is Alive" used to be crackpot, but we need to step up our game.
10:36 AM
GRANDMA: how about... the condesce is alive and in cahoots with an angry green giant and his gang of leprechauns??
10:37 AM
ROSE: -CANT TELL IF SRS-
ROSE: I suppose it was only a matter of time before produce and cereal mascots turned against us, as well.
10:42 AM
GRANDMA: :)
GRANDMA: it might sound a little less silly if i refer to them by name. lord english and the felt?
10:42 AM
ROSE: I...
ROSE: May have heard those names. In passing, at least.
ROSE: Is the surname a coincidence?
10:54 AM
GRANDMA: oh, no. when i was younger i thought it would be... intimidating to change my name from harley to english. um, it's kind of a long story! but the abridged version is that the condesce and lord english were rivals at one time. he was one of the very few people she feared, and there were even fewer people who knew that.
GRANDMA: so i thought I'd make a statement to the empress...! and that's how i became an english.
11:01 AM
ROSE: Did it work? -that is kind of the exact gesture she would want to make, too. She cannot help but admire it.-
11:05 AM
GRANDMA: -snickers- ...it sure pissed her off! so i'd call that a success. :)
11:08 AM
ROSE: I would rather like to think we're doing that by continuing to not perish.
ROSE: She's gotten pretty hard to track for someone who, if stories are to be believed, bedazzled an entire planet.
ROSE: "Boss Ass Bitch" used to be habitable.
11:27 AM
GRANDMA: -GROANS- you're telling me! her and lord english both... neither are really known for their discretion, but i guess even they aren't too foolish for more tactical takeovers
GRANDMA: you know what she's been up to since her alleged death? brainwashing the human populous by selling... baked goods!!! argh!!!! -she's so MAD-
11:28 AM
ROSE: Wait, wait.
11:28 AM
GRANDMA: can you think of anything more stupid????
11:28 AM
ROSE: Laced with some kind of glowing extract?
ROSE: ...From a fungus, perhaps?
11:39 AM
GRANDMA: :o
GRANDMA: yes, actually! i have done many tests on her products, and the additives were typically fungal in nature, but i never could find out where they came from...
11:41 AM
ROSE: Well, they were collecting them en masse from a planet we visited. Populated largely by these yellow salamanders.
11:55 AM
GRANDMA: !
GRANDMA: are the salamanders okay?
11:56 AM
ROSE: Mostly. I suppose we didn't have much of a chance to check...
ROSE: We restored most of their lost infrastructure. But we were ambushed. It...
ROSE: It was more than a small ordeal.
12:01 PM
GRANDMA: oh no... i'm so sorry...! :( -she huffs a little though. She's so tired of hearing stories like this! Once she has her power back, with the things she knows now... she can really make a difference. She's certain of it!-
12:06 PM
ROSE: -She wants to say something reassuring, or at least deflect the condolence, but she can't muster anything that sounds near enough to sincere. She's just sort of looking at her feet for a bit.-
12:15 PM
GRANDMA: -clears her throat- well... anyway! -back to snipping- you're all safe to relax here for a while.
GRANDMA: i need to speak with your captain about my plans, but um... i think i'm going to wait til after his wedding. he seems a little too stressed right now!
GRANDMA: in the meantime, i'm trying to get to know everyone on board. the department heads, at least. but i always get so distracted whenever i try to look around your ship...!
12:19 PM
ROSE: Yes, that's. Probably for the best. -She fidgets with her fingers. Would it be out of place to start knitting in the middle of her lawn?-
ROSE: I am not a department head. I do occasionally pretend to be a therapist, though.
12:20 PM
GRANDMA: -you are free to do as you please, rose. this is a happy place.-
GRANDMA: oh? that's a tough job. i don't think i could have the patience for it...
12:23 PM
ROSE: It's not so bad. At least, I haven't done many things I deeply regret, so that's a plus.
ROSE: When you have already dedicated a few decades into the cutting edge of hard sciences I don't think you have too much to prove. I just try to make sure no one loses it.
ROSE: -...AGAIN, that is.-
12:25 PM
GRANDMA: well, it is a noble cause. i'm sure your peers really appreciate what you do for them. :)
12:27 PM
ROSE: Alas, it is a Herculean feat in itself.
12:32 PM
GRANDMA: i just hope you have someone looking out for you, too. -gently fusses...-
12:33 PM
ROSE: They do so try. I've wound up with an odd juxtaposition.
ROSE: I am at the height of my criminal career, while being in the most stable of places as far as consistent emotional support is concerned.
12:34 PM
GRANDMA: what more could a person ask for??
12:34 PM
ROSE: Heh.
ROSE: Well. When you put it that way.
12:35 PM
GRANDMA: :D
12:35 PM
ROSE: -It totally runs in the family, doesn't it. She finds herself trying to keep back a laugh.-
12:40 PM
GRANDMA: -being a goober?? yes it does!!-
GRANDMA: i'm glad. everyone here is so close, from what i can tell... it's important that you can all stick together. um... even if disagreements might arise!
GRANDMA: -nod nod- i know jake seems very happy with you guys. maybe even happier than he realizes. -as much as she loves jake, talking about him is a little difficult. she's still processing all that.-
12:42 PM
ROSE: Did you talk to him about...
ROSE: Well. Anything, really.(edited)
ROSE: Talking in general is nearly the best we can hope for.
12:44 PM
GRANDMA: -nods slowly- yes... we talked about everything... everything he could explain, that is.
GRANDMA: i'm sure there's much more to discuss, but... it's difficult enough for him as is.
12:50 PM
ROSE: There are parts I have found myself yet unable to completely grasp.
ROSE: I think you are near enough to family that some of the more baffling aspects of his very existence matter little enough.
12:55 PM
GRANDMA: it's true! no matter the circumstances... i still see him as a grandson. -and more importantly, he needs a grandmother.-
12:56 PM
ROSE: I know it's a log shot, as well, but if you found yourself holding some secret scientific knowledge of what the hell is going on with his abilities...
ROSE: Or, I guess. Just about anyone's.
1:00 PM
GRANDMA: not particularly, no...! it's something i've taken a lot of interest in, but i've never been able to collect anything concrete to explain the phenomenon. :/
1:08 PM
ERIDAN: -walks in, sees those two talking, hurriedly walks back out-
1:09 PM
GRANDMA: -you can run but you can't hide!!!-
1:10 PM
ROSE: -AWKWARD!!!-
ROSE: I suppose while we're here I ... -trails off at the SWIFT ABSCOND-
1:15 PM
GRANDMA: he seems like a very sensitive fellow.
1:18 PM
ROSE: Yes. It's been a fucked up time.
ROSE: -Is she gonna get yelled at for language? SLIGHTLY SHEEPISH-
ROSE: I should apologize for that. At dinner. It really-
ROSE: I was not thinking very much.
1:23 PM
GRANDMA: -she is really in no position to judge her for her language, though she keeps it contained around most company. she is a liberal granny.-
GRANDMA: oh, thank you for the apology. but it's alright. i understand that it's important to you and you would rather not see the opportunity to help pass you by.
GRANDMA: and i understand he has responsibility as a captain to look after his crew.
GRANDMA: sure, i thought it was a little rude and reactionary on both parts! but i understand.
1:25 PM
ROSE: I am certainly one to talk in terms of little resistance movements.
ROSE: I would honestly want to go through with it. Even if we didn't agree to the plan, I feel as though I'd still make the call to stay and try, if it were on my own entirely.
ROSE: It's not...
ROSE: -She hesitates a moment.-
ROSE: I have a hard time telling if it's insufferable self-righteousness or instinct or... A sheer lack of concern for the number of people who would put themselves in danger to tell me no.
ROSE: But the thought of not fighting seems rather alien. No matter how many periods of respite we get between planets.
1:38 PM
GRANDMA: -she relates very much with this rose girl, she realizes...- i think it's important to question authority and take a stand against oppressors if it's possible for you to do so.
GRANDMA: i grew up just waiting for the condesce to expand her empire to human territory. it was only a matter of time... i fought tooth and nail every step of the way. that was a major part of my motivation to develop skaianet. i wanted everyone to have the knowledge and technology to protect themselves from people like her. when i see it being used to her advantage, instead of against her, i just get so...! ugh!
GRANDMA: but i know... it's hard to have a personal life when you're spending so much time fighting. it can really damage your relationships... -wilts a little-
GRANDMA: still, that's why i think you guys are in a unique position to stand together! to protect each other, for each other, and still fighting for the greater good.
GRANDMA: i hope i can convince your captain of that... because so far, from what i've been told, i think that's what most of you want.
1:45 PM
ROSE: I can hardly blame you. I would feel particularly steamed if a series of smutty fantasy novels were suddenly turned against humanity to drive it towards extinction.
ROSE: Once the novelty of the tactic faded, I mean.
1:51 PM
KANAYA: -u say smutty fantasy novels she's here. Just kidding, she's at a distance after coming out of the ship in what is probably the shortest skirt she's worn in a good half a sweep. She absolutely intends to soak up all the Rays she can.-
1:52 PM
ROSE: -LEG-
1:53 PM
GRANDMA: hehe... oh wow! that sure would be something else. GRANDMA: -like THIS DAME who just entered the scene.-
1:57 PM
KANAYA: -she thinks she hears voices, and that's when she notices them. OH. They seem to have also noticed her. She is at too much of a distance to say much, so she waves awkwardly after a moment or two.-
1:58 PM
GRANDMA: -waves back- :)
1:58 PM
ROSE: It's not completely unreasonable. That's how I used to spread dissent on Alternia. -Rose does a rather elaborate wink, wave, and leg-flashing skirt-pull in response.-
1:58 PM
GRANDMA: :O
1:58 PM
ROSE: -ALSO a blown kiss-
1:59 PM
KANAYA: -OH GOSH OH JEEZ. NOT IN FRONT OF THE ELDERLY, ROSE. She turns almost completely away and covers her face.-
2:00 PM
ROSE: -SNICKERING TO HERSELF-
2:00 PM
GRANDMA: you're embarrassing that poor girl!
2:01 PM
ROSE: Yes, it's good to know I haven't lost my edge.
2:04 PM
GRANDMA: -hoo hoos- now... what's this about spreading dissent on alternia??
2:08 PM
ROSE: Oh, right. Ah. I spent a short while in the Earth military. I was not a very good soldier. Our ship was shot down over Alternian skies, and, rather miraculously, I was dragged out alive.
ROSE: It's a long and somewhat convoluted story that need not be recanted in full. For a time, the downed ship was taken over as a base of operations for a small group of trolls, and myself.
ROSE: We had a printing press. Every book I wrote, while being utter schlock, also contained a series of veiled references to the Empire and Empress.
2:11 PM
GRANDMA: holy friggin smokes!! that's amazing! -she is so proud of you, rose.-
2:13 PM
ROSE: Well. The work was a bit derivative, in retrospect. And a bit obtuse.
ROSE: -She's BLUSH-
ROSE: -COOL GRANNY LIKES IT GOSH!!!!-
2:24 PM
GRANDMA: anything that lampoons the empress sounds great to me. :)
GRANDMA: -stretches her achey back, putting her giant scissors away- i'm getting a little sleepy. even freedom fighters have to nap sometimes! hehe.
GRANDMA: i'll be around, but you should drop in sometime. maybe bring your "friend" over there with you! -she really likes you, rose. please come visit her. she'll bake you cookies.-
2:27 PM
ROSE: I would like that very much, actually. It feels good to get some things off of my chest.
ROSE: Thank you.
2:28 PM
GRANDMA: thank you too, rose. it was so nice talking about these things with you. -waves as she waddles back into her tower-
2:56 PM
KANAYA: -she has recovered and might have been spying on them a little, discreetly-
3:06 PM
ROSE: -She just knitting on the lawn. NOTHING TOO BAD HERE-
DARKLEER: -the horse is finally coming out of hibernation. Or rather, daring to show his face in the public eye. It feels like it's been an eternity and now he finds himself parking by the trunk of a great big tree. The urge to smash it to smithereens is so overwhelming, he kind of spaces out daydreaming about it.-
DARKLEER: -cautiously sets a hand against the trunk. He's gonna do it.-
DARKLEER: -applies some STRONG pressure. The snapping of some bark can be heard and upsets the local fauna. And by upset, it means there are shrieks and calls of alarmed critters scattering. Yes. Good. This is making it even more tempting a thing to commit to.-
11:51 PM
WQ: -Out for a late night walk, WQ observes Darkleer as he does all of this. In silence-
11:52 PM
SIGNLESS: -Well he was on his way BACK from exploring the areas around the ship for an hour or two when the sound of cracking bark and the panic of animals caught in his ears. Was he surprised when he went to investigate that it was Darkleer? Not really. Was he pleased about it. Not at all. He is now also clearly observing these happenings with WQ.-
11:58 PM
WQ: -nods at Signless in greeting, still silent as this is going on.-
12:00 AM
SIGNLESS: -He returns the nod, its been some time since they spoke, but his main focus is still on the highblood assaulting the tree.-
12:02 AM
DARKLEER: -spots some movement from the corner of his eye and turns to address his audience. He acts like he's not in the middle of commiting an act of mindless destruction.- May I help you
12:03 AM
SIGNLESS: . . . .Not particularly, no. -He still stares.-
12:07 AM
DARKLEER: Then you are e%used -says bluntly, as if this is enough to stow them off. More sounds of crunching bark can be heard.-
12:12 AM
WQ: I do believe we are allowed to walk this way, as expressed by our dear hostess.
WQ: -She paused briefly-
WQ: Might I ask, is this for woodcarving? -Gestures from him to the tree-
12:12 AM
SIGNLESS: -He highly doubts it is.-
12:14 AM
DARKLEER: Yes -He is definitely lying but also doesn't care that he is.-
DARKLEER: I suggest you maintain a safe distance -If you are not stupid, that is. He's looking at you, Kasvik.-
12:15 AM
SIGNLESS: -He aint all that close but he certainly isn't far. But like hell is he moving just because he was told to.- And how far away would be considered safe?
12:18 AM
WQ: Excellent question.
WQ: It is polite to take two steps back after knocking on someone's portal.
WQ: Would two steps away be enough? ^_^
12:21 AM
DARKLEER: -you tell him. He is already swinging his arm back and cracking his fist against the trunk of the tree. Wood explodes at contact and with an ear-splitting crackle, the giant jungle tree goes a-toppling. TIMBERRRRRRRR- CRASH! -
DARKLEER: -He is simply too strong. It'll take him a few seconds to correct his posture.-(edited)
12:38 AM
GRANDMA: -watches from the greenhouse section of her tower... judging...-
12:39 AM
WQ: -Stands there like she just bore witness to something as mundane as watching water boil. Without salt.-
12:40 AM
SIGNLESS: -He instinctively raises his arms to shield from splinters and other possibly flying objects. Not everyone can be as cool as WQ.-
12:40 AM
DARKLEER: -Well, while he's at it, this tree is getting the beat down of a lifetime. It will be nothing but wood chips by the time he's done with it.-
DARKLEER: -HORSE SMASH-
12:43 AM
SIGNLESS: .......... -He is judging you so hard, Darkleer. Look at his disapproving stare.-
12:45 AM
WQ: -at least wood chips can be used for mulch-
12:47 AM
DARKLEER: -he's too busy ripping into tree bark to care about judgemental stares. Not that he would regularly. And he will not stop until splinters dig deep into his skin and his knuckles are caked with dark b100 b100d.-
1:03 AM
WQ: -okay here's where she has to step in because even though Darkleer would rather bask in his own stupidity, she is still a doctor. Restraining a long-suffering sigh, WQ nonchalantly goes to stand next to him-
WQ: Are you aware you have broken skin?
1:06 AM
DARKLEER: -is forced to stop punching trees which causes him a resounding amount of irritation.- I am aware
DARKLEER: -stands but only to crush more tree trunk underfoot.- I highly suggest that you keep your distance, carapace
1:11 AM
WQ: Ah. Thank you for the clarification, troll. It simply appeared as though you were not.
1:12 AM
SIGNLESS: -He steps up to stand behind the actual doctor, safe to glare at Darkleer from here.- You know, most people might not think to be rude to someone showing them any concern.
SIGNLESS: But yes, do continue on to punch trees if that is how you enjoy to spend your time.
1:16 AM
DARKLEER: -eyes bore into Kasvik's soul as he dares to bring himself up to speak- I find the interference to be e%tremely rude
DARKLEER: Forgive my impertence but none of it was asked for -turns back to address WQ very coldly-
DARKLEER: It would behoove you to aim this pretentiousness in a direction elsewhere
1:18 AM
SIGNLESS: Us?? We're being the pretentious ones??
1:19 AM
DARKLEER: Insteed
DARKLEER: You presume there is a need to involve yourself in business that is not your own
1:20 AM
SIGNLESS: You're are the one knocking down trees near us, so obviously it becomes our business! -He huffs, glaring right back because he has Qirin between them, so its fine.-
1:21 AM
WQ: -still smiling pleasantly-
WQ: Oh my.
1:23 AM
DARKLEER: Did I not advise you to keep your distance
DARKLEER: Ah
DARKLEER: How convenient the minor details seem to be forgotten -curling his lip in distaste at the both of them, flashing a bit of fang as he does.-
1:31 AM
WQ: -She's seen the Condense have her planet carpet bombed. He's as intimidating as a paperclip.-
WQ: -Besides, it's not like she's breathing down his neck, though it is very tempting now. There, there, Kasvik, all will be well.-
WQ: -She does step half a foot away from him, bringing the distance between them at least five feet apart-
1:33 AM
DARKLEER: -That is more like it. His stance becomes less defensive as he moves off. Perhaps being cooped up in the ship for so long, Darkleer has been in much more of a terrible temper than usual. But it's also something he won't apologize for.-
DARKLEER: -now proceeds to begin ripping the tree stump from the ground-
1:43 AM
WQ: -pauses for a while, simply watching- WQ: ...This must be a small wood carving.
1:44 AM
DARKLEER: It is an involved piece -faint hissing as he digs his claws into the bark and HEAVES. Cue the incredible ripping sounds and the following upset of jungle earth.-
DARKLEER: -there is going to be such a mess by the time this is over-(edited)
1:52 AM
WQ: I can see that. What form do you suppose it shall take when you have completed?
1:54 AM
DARKLEER: That which does not provoke inquiries from unsolicitated parties -he is just so sweaty and grumpy-
1:56 AM
WQ: -She remains unfazed- I believe the excess can be delivered to Ms. Harley for the care of her gardens. Do you think?(edited)
1:58 AM
DARKLEER: That would be a most thoughtful gesture as well as useful -says this in such a tone as if this does not apply to him at all-
2:00 AM
DARKLEER: By the by, it is customary for human females to assume the surname of the male counterpart whom they have sworn mating loyalty to
DARKLEER: Miss Harley bears the surname Strider now
DARKLEER: -gives the snootiest of huffs. Once a blueblood, always a blueblood.-
2:37 AM
WQ: -squints-
WQ: Though it is customary I have heard the opposite occuring as well, where the males take on the female surname.
WQ: Besides, it is hardly 'mating loyalty' as it is 'the union of souls,' which sounds less crass and far more romantic.
WQ: ^_^
WQ: At any rate, I do not think we are speaking of the same individual. I am speaking of Jolene English. Apologies, I knew of her before she changed her name.
WQ: But without the need of a husband, as I recall.
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ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0325
6:47 PM
DAD: -enjoying a solitary outdoor picnic, blanket spread under his lawn chair and a book on knitting open over his knee. He is quietly sipping some iced tea with his free hand as he reads.-
7:00 PM
NEPETA: =If it's a picnic where's the food? Though she'd not here for that she's here to return a few favors. Nepeta runs up to him and stops right before the blanket. Her face dirtied with blood but she wiped her dirty claws at least... on her pants.= :33 < hi meowster james dad!
7:03 PM
DAD: -the food is in the picnic basket, of course. Nepeta will be receiving a look of stern fatherly disapproval at the state of her clothes. Is that blood? Blood stains on clothes are NOT GOOD. He sets drink down into the mesh cupholder.- HELLO MISS LEIJON. DAD: YOU APPEAR TO BE ENJOYING YOUR EVENING.
DAD: -his optimistic thought is that at least the blood isn't olive-colored. Then he would have a real reason to fuss. But alas, she might only be subject to moderate level fussing.-(edited)
7:10 PM
NEPETA: :33 < i am! and i s33 purr enjoying this nice planet! NEPETA: :33 < or a nice pawntiful planet because i have a surpurrrise fur you! =He'll never be able to guess what it is? Unless he looks with his eyes that is. Nepeta goes ahead and walks on the blanket, poking at the basket and glancing at it but PRESENTS first=
7:12 PM
DAD: HAS IT ANYTHING TO DO WITH THE BLOOD STAINS ALONG YOUR FACE? -he knows cats. Also he is passing her a moist towelette packet. Child please.-(edited)
7:14 PM
NEPETA: =Progress takes work and work sometimes gets messy= :33 < it does! =Takes that towelette and just kinda wipes at her face with it before shoving it in her pocket and uncaptcha-ing a nice juicy COOKED steak wrapped in a leaf = NEPETA: :33 < i heated it belcaws i know mew guys are sensitive pawbout that :PP =Hands it over, mmm still warm even if a lot of the good flavor is cooked out=
7:18 PM
DAD: -appears surprised and decides against asking what type of animal went behind the provision- MY WORD. HOW INCREDIBLY GENEROUS OF YOU, NEPETA. DAD: HOW MAY I EVER THANK YOU. -yeah, just gonna... decaptcha some tupperware from his sylladex. The steak is now hold.-
7:23 PM
NEPETA: =Beams widely at hime= :33 < its the least i could do, mew f33d the whole ship pawll the time!
7:27 PM
DAD: YOUR SENTIMENT AND GIFT ARE HIGHLY APPRECIATED. -Though Auntie Jolene might not appreciate animals getting hunted in her backyard...- DAD: IT MAY BE INSPIRATIONAL CAUSE FOR A BARBEQUE DINNER SOME TIME THIS WEEK. DAD: WOULD YOU BE OPPOSED?
7:29 PM
NEPETA: :3O < not at all! that sounds really nice! i could help mew gather supplies!! =She doesn't get exercise enough and doesn't want to let herself get out of shape. Or moreso than she already is=
TEREZI: -best not tell her about the dragon zipping around and eating her fill, then-
DAD: -he is charmed by her adorable enthusiasm and will keep in mind to shoot his aunt an apology later for encouraging a cat troll to hunt.- THAT IS VERY DARLING OF YOU, NEPETA. THANK YOU.
NEPETA: no purroblem!! =Grins and now goes back to poking at the basket= is this all mewve b33n doing while were on planet?
7:43 PM
DAD: RELIVING OLD MEMORIES WITH MY DEAR AUNT JOLENE. -You're not going to be allowed sweets unless you wash your hands, missy.-
DAD: OTHERWISE, ENJOYING THE COMPANY OF MY PEERS AND LOVED ONES. DAD: CURRENTLY, I AM READING A BOOK ON KNITTING WHICH I HAVE BORROWED FROM THE SHIP LIBRARY. IT HAS POTENTIAL TO BECOME A NEW HOBBY. -remembers the book on his lap and flips to the next page-
7:48 PM
NEPETA: =Finally gives the book some attention while opening the basket, she has the softest paws= :33 < knitting... NEPETA: :33 < thats a pawpular hobby on the ship even though it doesnt look so fun
7:53 PM
DAD: ALL THE MORE REASON TO WELCOME LEARNING IT. DAD: -inside the basket, Nepeta will find food, yes. But it's all a pile of tiny toy food but most importantly, it's FAKE. James will not be acting like this is something out of the ordinary.-
7:57 PM
NEPETA: =These are not the goods she came here for but she smiles and starts to fix them up some grub anyway. If there are plates in here she gathers James a nice HEARTY meal of food and hands it to him= :33 < mew could find someone to teach you im sure! NEPETA: or pawll of you could get together to make something HUGE!
8:00 PM
DAD: -gently declines the offer for toy food- THANK YOU, MADAM. I AM FEELING QUITE FULL. DAD: A LARGE QUILT DOES SOUND APPEALING NOW THAT YOU MENTION IT. DAD: IT WILL BE PLACED IN QUEUE FOR OBJECTS I WISH TO CREATE WITH KNITTING.
8:04 PM
NEPETA: what a waste... =Looks at it sadly for a moment but brings it to herself= more for me though!
NEPETA: what else did mew want to knit? =Eats actual meat=
8:07 PM
DAD: I ENVISION THE CRAFTING AN APRON. -says seriously and looks off.- I WOULD ALSO ENJOY A SMALL COLLECTION OF SWEATERS. FOR MYSELF AND FOR JANE AND JOHN. DAD: THESE ARE A FEW OF THE PROJECTS I WOULD LIKE TO PARTAKE IN.
8:32 PM
NEPETA: :33 < an apurron? =Thinks about one of those but all fluffy and wooly like sweaters... hmm.= NEPETA: :33 < why dont mew make them some aprons too!
9:33 PM
DAD: MATCHING APRONS IS AN EXCELLENT IDEA. -Nepeta was good for brainstorming. James is going to take this info for future reference. Tea sip.-
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ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0323
RUFIOH: -shirtless and sleeping with his forehead planted against a table. Tiny snores eminate from the bulltroll still covered in smears of body paint from Roxy's KILLA bachelorette party. It looks like somebody partied too hardy.-
1:53 PM
VRISKA: -She's in the cafeteria now, walking in just to see Rufioh without a fucking SHIRT on and faceplanted against a table. How embarrassing. She snaps a quick picture before walking over and smacking him (not too hard) upside the head- Hey!!!!!!!! Wake up!!!!!!!!
1:54 PM
RUFIOH: -snRKS and lifts his head like wut. There is a napkin stuck to his forehead.-
RUFIOH: -slowly peels off napkin-
1:55 PM
VRISKA: Reeeeeeeeal cute, Nitram. You're lucky I'm here 8efore more people see you like this. Not everyone would wake you up!
1:58 PM
RUFIOH: ... -Jesus christ, her voice was like claws on a chalkboard. He holds his aching head a little bit.- 1 forgot the part where 1t was where 1 gave two sh*ts what people were th1nk1ng... about a guy w1th a hangover. RUFIOH: maybe they're th1nk1ng he's a troll that knows how to party.
RUFIOH: let's not assume stuff about trolls who a1n't even gone to coon yet.
2:00 PM
VRISKA: Hey, it's not me we're talking a8out here. It's everyone else, 8uddy. Who KNOWS what they're already assuming? -She takes a seat next to him- I guess you made it to that party. I almost went to one, 8ut then I decided I had 8etter things to do. Irons in the fire, you know!
2:03 PM
RUFIOH: sh*t was a f*ck1ng blast. -mumbles with a slight yawn- you m1ssed out on everyth1ng. RUFIOH: just ask meenah.
2:04 PM
VRISKA: Meenah was there? -She suddenly seems interested- I 8et she made that fucking party.
2:05 PM
RUFIOH: asked me to color up her spheres w1th pa1nt, lmao. -Oh yes he remembers this particular detail.- RUFIOH: now you know sh*t was 1ntense.
2:06 PM
VRISKA: -jealous?? NO.- W8, really????????
2:06 PM
ARANEA: -walks into the cafeteria from the stairwell, sees rufioh in the state he's in, and then slowly backs up into the stairwell again. 8ye.-
2:08 PM
RUFIOH: -was too busy holding his head and snorting at Vriska to notice the other creeping spider. 8a8y come 8ack.-
RUFIOH: she puts the f1n 1n f1ntense... or however f1sh puns work.
2:09 PM
VRISKA: Yeah, she's pretty gr8. Why? Couldn't keep up with her?
2:10 PM
RUFIOH: 1 don't th1nk anybody could... but 1t's not l1ke 1t's someth1ng to compla1n about.
2:10 PM
VRISKA: I can keep up with her.
2:11 PM
RUFIOH: 1 forget... why that matters at all.
2:11 PM
VRISKA: Just things you should know if you want to hang out with her again! Guess you should just train harder. ::::)
2:13 PM
RUFIOH: 1 hang out plenty w1th her tho... she's got a great throw1ng arm. RUFIOH: (spear1ng? or what 1s 1t...)
RUFIOH: 1 just don't see what keep1ng up w1th her has to do w1th be1ng fr1ends w1th you and th1nk1n you're cool.(edited)
RUFIOH: 1f she were cool, she wouldn't worry about that... 1 mean.
2:15 PM
VRISKA: -she flicks his forehead- Keep telling yourself that.
2:15 PM
RUFIOH: -hrhghghgh- why are you touch1ng me.
2:16 PM
VRISKA: It's not my fault you have a flicka8le face.(edited)
VRISKA: Kind of makes you want to punch it.
2:17 PM
RUFIOH: do you ever just. RUFIOH: ever not...
2:18 PM
VRISKA: Ever not what????????
2:18 PM
RUFIOH: shut the f*ck up.
2:20 PM
VRISKA: ........ -Her eyes widen in surprise, but she regains her composure quickly- Can't 8lame me for your hangover.
2:22 PM
RUFIOH: yeah but 1 could blame you for l1ke... e1ghty e1ght other th1ngs. RUFIOH: (whaaaaat.)
RUFIOH: woah, okay... that was pretty messed up. -sloooowly slides his hands over his face- RUFIOH: 1 should say sorry.
2:25 PM
VRISKA: -actually grins at the fact that he said 88.- I won't hold it against you if you grovel for forgiveness.
2:27 PM
RUFIOH: 1 a1n't grovel1n for sh*t. -drops some cold tea out of his sylladex. Alright it's lukewarm tea but it still counts. He guzzles it down with a heavy squint on his face.-
2:28 PM
VRISKA: Wow, can you drink that any faster???????? -She doesn't know when exactly this new attitude started for rufioh but she's been into it no matter how annoying it is-
2:30 PM
RUFIOH: -lowers drink down with a huff.- 1 th1nk you know how fast 1 can get anyth1ng down my- RUFIOH: ... RUFIOH: 1 won't f1n1sh that statement.
2:31 PM
VRISKA: -What? She's NOT blushing.- You're so WEIRD.
2:33 PM
RUFIOH: probably not the rat1ng 1 would g1ve 1t but y'know... RUFIOH: whatever. -he is just so grump. The grump keeps happening.-
2:33 PM
VRISKA: -she rolls her eyes at him- So are you even going to eat in here or just sleep in here?
2:36 PM
RUFIOH: yeah, 1 dunno. maybe 1'll eat but... not sure 1f 1'm feel1ng 1t actually. RUFIOH: yogurt sounds n1ce.
RUFIOH: what about you?
2:37 PM
VRISKA: Well, I was going to eat SOMETHING. I just haven't decided WHAT yet.
2:39 PM
RUFIOH: burr1to.
2:39 PM
VRISKA: That doesn't sound TOO 8ad. May8e.
2:41 PM
RUFIOH: -hm, 8urritos... He misses Aranea.-
2:42 PM
VRISKA: -WATER8OAT ME-
2:42 PM
RUFIOH: -you are not a cute bean burrito, Vriska. Let him sit here and think about this.-
2:43 PM
VRISKA: -i am adorable in a scary kind of way. She gets up to get herself a breakfast burrito and returns with it.-
2:43 PM
RUFIOH: -thinking loudly about boob pillows and how great they would be right now. Chugs more tea.-
2:44 PM
VRISKA: Get off your ass and go get some yogurt.
2:46 PM
RUFIOH: 1'll get to 1t. -gives her a look like jeez, woman. Get off my lump.-
2:48 PM
VRISKA: Hey, don't get sassy just 8ecause I'm looking out for you.
2:49 PM
RUFIOH: 1 feel so... huh, wa1t. -forces himself to burp a lil. SO GROSS.- yeah, no. nvm.
2:52 PM
VRISKA: -makes a grossed out face- Nice one!
2:54 PM
RUFIOH: -pulls out some granola from his sylladex and munches loudly- mphmorphmph.
2:55 PM
VRISKA: ::::( Gross!
2:58 PM
RUFIOH: -moo moo motherfucker-
3:02 PM
VRISKA: -spider sounds motherfucker-
VRISKA: -tktktk?-
3:28 PM
GRANDMA: -wanders into the atrium, looking around the ship with ooos and aaaahs... and then she sees rufioh-
GRANDMA: ... hmm. >_>
3:30 PM
RUFIOH: -he is a shirtless punk-haired fairy troll who's covered in paint and munching on granola. Let him live.-
3:32 PM
GRANDMA: -those rascally trolls... she doesn't really want to bother him or the girl with him, because she is much too interested in acquainting herself with this ship. looks like LIZARD PEOPLE tech to her.-
3:32 PM
VRISKA: -burrito burrato-
3:34 PM
GRANDMA: -peers into the kitchen and sees drones working in there- oh!!
3:34 PM
RUFIOH: ... -hears the granny inspecting the kitchens-
RUFIOH: (yo, 1s she lost?) -at Vriska-
3:35 PM
VRISKA: (Looks kind of like a senile human to me!)
3:36 PM
RUFIOH: (that's rude af, doll.)
RUFIOH: -turns in his seat and waves at the old lady.-
3:36 PM
KANAYA: -GREETINGS HUMAN-
3:37 PM
VRISKA: -Turns and glares-
3:38 PM
GRANDMA: oh!! -again- hello. -at the kanaya, but she does wave at rufioh too. what friendly children you all around. except THAT BLUE ONE. she glares back.-
GRANDMA: -back to kanaya- are you in charge of the kitchens? -she assumes that to be the case, since the rest of the people in their right now are drones...-
3:39 PM
RUFIOH: }:) RUFIOH: -old people like me. I'm cute.-
3:40 PM
VRISKA: -You're a dork-
3:41 PM
RUFIOH: -maybe that's why they like me...- RUFIOH: -anyway, he's gathering up his stuff. Or rather, his one napkin and maybe some wrapped sandwiches for later.- RUFIOH: 1'mma head out. 1 gotta check up on gamzee.
3:42 PM
VRISKA: You go do that. May8e consider a shower????????
3:42 PM
RUFIOH: maybe not w1th you 1n m1nd, lmao. -finger guns at her as he waddles off. Where cloun.-
3:43 PM
VRISKA: -WOW!!!!!!!!-
3:48 PM
JAKE: -running into the cafeteria in his new engineering uniform and is looking generally ruffled as well as out of breath. He looks wildly around for his...- Grandma!
JAKE: You made it! -lad scampering up to her-
3:49 PM
GRANDMA: !!! -everything is so exciting... she turns away from the kitchens to greet this enthusiastic child- hi jake! i did make it. :)
3:51 PM
JAKE: -big old beaming grins- Excellemente grandmama!
JAKE: Have you helped yourself to breakfast yet? -puffs himself and looks around the cafeteria. That certainly is a Vriska eating a burrito. He waves at her.-
JAKE: Or... drat. Is it lunchtime now? -he would look at his watch except he doesnt actually have one.-
3:53 PM
GRANDMA: oh, don't worry about me. i ate back at the house. GRANDMA: that's quite a sharp uniform you've got there!
3:53 PM
VRISKA: -puts a hand up but doesn't wave it at jake. he's too happy. what a nerd-
3:55 PM
JANE: -She may or may not be paying close attention to this exchange between max goof and granny goof. What a lovely display. Wait. Granny goof? The goof troupe is expanding rapidly-
3:55 PM
JAKE: That it is!!! -HE'S SO HAPPY- You are looking at the newest transferee to the engineering department! JAKE: -salutes like >8|!!!- So long dreary piles of dishes hello spark plugs and doohickeys!
JAKE: -Oh speaking of hickeys, he suddenly remembers about... Nevermind.-
JAKE: -HE SALUTE-(edited)
3:59 PM
GRANDMA: -where is jane?? she would love to see her, but until the child surfaces, she is fixated on her grandson- aww. i'm so proud of you! GRANDMA: you'll have to show me where you work, later.
4:00 PM
JAKE: Golly! I really might have to! -he's excited for this regardless. Suddenly he spots Jane over yonder.- JAKE: Janeway!!!!!!! -throws his hands up- Gillygal! :D
JAKE: Front and center madam! -regardless of what he's saying, he's waddling towards her at high speeds-
4:04 PM
GRANDMA: jane? -follows his gaze and... welp, follows him too-
4:06 PM
JANE: -What, Jane is everywhere always. Wel, she hops on over there, apron and all, giving a well known bucktooth grin- Top of the morning to you too, Jake. You sure do know how to cause a ballyhoo, don't you?
JANE: -waves at the gran- And who is this? I don't believe we've been introduced.
4:07 PM
JAKE: The greatest ballyhoo for the most darling dollyhoo! -nope Jane is getting a big HUG from the giant jungle bear. Say hello to bara tid.-
4:09 PM
JANE: -Oh no! Is that a very discreet squeeze of a tid that happens? Allow her to act as if it was only surprise that got to her and she tried to hold on to the first appendage she could find-
4:09 PM
GRANDMA: -jane, no...-
4:09 PM
JANE: Well, shucks! That gets rid of an old girls back problems. -She stretches slightly when let go. If let go-
4:11 PM
JAKE: -Of course she's let go! Jake is dazzling like the sunshine itself, he's so happy for his friends to meet up with his grandma- Now then! For introductions! JAKE: This is jolene english. Jane. JAKE: She is my long lost grandma! :D
4:15 PM
JANE: -big grin! Grannies are always welcome in her circle of friends. Allow her to steal your grandma!-
JANE: Why, it sure is a pleasure to meet you, Jolene!
4:21 PM
GRANDMA: -it warms her heart to see these kids getting along so well. and oh, jane looksso much like her dear sister... excuse her if she gets a little emotional. sniff!- it's so wonderful to finally meet you too, jane. -extends her arms for a hug. bara embrace x2 combo-
GRANDMA: i know you don't know me, but i've heard so much about you.
4:23 PM
JAKE: -perks up- Thats right! Are you not janes great aunt dearest grammy?
4:24 PM
JANE: -Oh well, hugs are not bad, allow her to hug back with her lesser bara arms- JANE: All good things, I hope. I never know what kerfuffle Jake manages to jumble up.
4:25 PM
JAKE: -He adores you jane! Why would he ever say a bad thing about you??-
JAKE: -he is just starry-eyed at this exchange-
4:27 PM
GRANDMA: well... yes i am her great aunt! -a wonderful aunt, even-i hope that doesn't come as too much of a surprise to you, jane... that's we're actually related and all. -what do these kids know and what don't they know? oh well! guess she'll find out-
4:32 PM
JANE: -What she knows is very little, so yes, it may come off as a bit strange to her, but in addition, all she knows is already strange so...it's not that much of a huge surprise-
JANE: Though I'd normally swoon in surprise, I seem to have learned to expect the unexpected on this ship. I must say though, I do not mind gaining more family members.
4:34 PM
JAKE: Ill say! -so many goofy grins between Jane and his sweet precious Gma.-
4:34 PM
JANE: -they should have a huge family dinner. invite the entire goof troupe. + dad-
5:07 PM
GRANDMA: oh, what a relief! -she laughs a little at that, finally pilling away from the hug-
5:19 PM
JANE: I am right to assume you will be staying with us for a while then? -Please stay kind granny! Grauntie?-
5:46 PM
GRANDMA: well... hopefully! if certain plans come to fruition, i will stay until they're complete. but regardless, i'll be keeping in contact for sure, in case your crew ever needs anything. :)
5:49 PM
JAKE: -Oh wow, he hadn't really thought about that thing. The thing with the leaving eventually. He's just going to casually disregard that for now.-
5:51 PM
GRANDMA: -great idea!-
6:04 PM
CITRIN: -here comes me. time for citrin to waddle over and cling to jake's leg. I found you!!-
6:04 PM
JAKE: -Baby!!!! Citrin is a great distraction and is obviously going to be picked up.- Well howdy there sport!
6:06 PM
GRANDMA: :o GRANDMA: who's this? CITRIN: -clings to jake's torso now- halo. GRANDMA: aww. hello!
6:09 PM
JAKE: This is citrin! He is dirks adoptive son. :) JAKE: Is he not the sweetest peach in all the land??
JAKE: Say hello to grandma and jane citrin! Hello!!!
6:11 PM
JANE: -Hello there Jane's favorite baby!- Why, look at who it is! Did you come all the way here by yourself, sweetheart? -tickle the baby footies-
6:11 PM
CITRIN: halo. -yes, hello everyone. it's me, citrin. love me.-
CITRIN: -HE GIGGLES AND SQUIRMS-
GRANDMA: -dirk has a child?? INTERESTING. then this baby is practically family, too.- it's a pleasure to meet you, citrin! -pinches at his chubby cheek-
CITRIN: -he is beaming. look at all this attention he's getting. HE LOVES LIFE.-
6:14 PM
JAKE: -holding him up proudly in one arm. Yes everyone. Behold the baby!-
6:14 PM
JANE: -Hold him up like a lion cub and sing circle of life, Jake-
6:17 PM
GRANDMA: -she smiles, just as proud- oh jake, you two look adorable together. :)
6:18 PM
JANE: -Let her tickle the baby tum, Jake. She is tickling it-
6:18 PM
CITRIN: eheheheh!
6:21 PM
JANE: Look at you laddie, growing just as big and strong as all your papas combined. -train this child in the art of bara bara-
6:22 PM
JAKE: -He will absorb the art of STRONG CHUB by sheer exposure.-
6:30 PM
CITRIN: -babbles up at jake and touches his mustache- da. -paps his nose now. good puppy.-
6:33 PM
JAKE: -snorts at the baby hand papping at his face and grins.- So articulate he is grandma!
JAKE: Would you like to hold him?
6:34 PM
GRANDMA: oh, i'd love to. -extends her arms for this fat baby.-
6:35 PM
JAKE: -would the fat baby like to go to Grandma? Jake leans that way in question.- What do you say citrin?
6:37 PM
CITRIN: -HMM well, jake is very warm and squishy... but grandma also looks warm and she has lots of hair for him to try to hide in. he will allow this exchange and reaches back for her.-
GRANDMA: allyoop! -hoists him and holds him to her- aww. aren't you just the sweetest? you remind me so much of jake as baby. -mostly the happy and chubby aspects-
6:39 PM
JAKE: Hehe! -Oh, jeez. He has never wondered about himself as a baby. What the blazes was that like?? He's almost too afraid to ask.-
JAKE: -Almost, that is to say.- I was sweet as a toddler?
6:41 PM
JANE: -She is not sure if she can imagine Jake without a mustache anymore. Mustache baby-
6:41 PM
JAKE: -It is rather fanciful, isn't it, Jane? Maybe he will twirl it for you some time.-
6:42 PM
JANE: -Her envy knows no boundaries. If only she could twirl such a thick, luscious mustache /
6:44 PM
CITRIN: -plays with grandma's hair and tries to hide in it-
GRANDMA: hoo... of course you were, jake. as sweet as you are now.
6:45 PM
JAKE: Oh golly... -plays with his hands and looks off-
JAKE: Well its a grand thing to draw inferences regardless!
6:55 PM
GRANDMA: hehe... you agree though, don't you citrin? you think jake is very sweet!
CITRIN: -chirrs. he doesn't really understand, but he heard his name, so he agrees-
6:55 PM
JAKE: -taking a picture of them with his phone. He will be sending this to dirk.- :)
6:57 PM
DIRK: -will die when he receives it-
7:00 PM
JANE: -Today is a day of murder by cute-
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