CRAPPY CHINESE FOOD 1

<ApprehensiveGuardian> Holy mother of the magical demon pig outside my bee farm on mars
<ApprehensiveGuardian> I can see homestuck
<ApprehensiveGuardian> *hugs the homestuck*
<ApprehensiveGuardian> Okay im done))
<azureTradition> Hey Clay.
<PrinceAmpora> wwhat thats it
<PrinceAmpora> thats all youre goin to givve me
<PrinceAmpora> just
<PrinceAmpora> a hug?
<PrinceAmpora> really?
<Prow> Hello.
<-> azureTradition is now known as crimsonChild
<PrinceAmpora> hello
<crimsonChild> Hello, anyone home?
<Prow> Yes.
<Prow> I AM.
<crimsonChild> Yeah, I can figure that out but is there anyone /else/ around
<PrinceAmpora> nope
<crimsonChild> Whoa! Fish person, hahaha, you're cool lookin' ya know.
-*- PrinceAmpora stares.
<Prow> Hm.
<PrinceAmpora> i havve a name you knoww
<Prow> Fishsticks.
<Prow> You are Fishsticks from now on.
<PrinceAmpora> oh har har like that one hasnt been tossed around for fuckin evver
<PrinceAmpora> no
<Prow> Yeah.
<PrinceAmpora> my name is eridan
<Prow> What is it?
<Prow> Edd?
<PrinceAmpora> eridan ampora
<crimsonChild> Eridan.... right got it.
<Prow> Alright, whatever.
<PrinceAmpora> oh yes play it cool like thats fuckin original its only been done by evveryone
<Prow> Cool.
<Prow> You are such a hipster, Carl
<crimsonChild> This place is weird... but I kinda like it it beats the cramped halls of the Institute
<PrinceAmpora> wweird? you obvviously havvent seen wweird
<PrinceAmpora> this place is pretty tame
<PrinceAmpora> if you wwant wweird try goin to somewwhere on that damn rock that place is full a fuckin wweird
<crimsonChild> I know weird, Eridan... trust me when I say I have erm a ton of siblings.....
<PrinceAmpora> then wwhy call this place out of anywwhere wweird?
<PrinceAmpora> also wwhat the hell is a siblin?
<crimsonChild> It's a human thing...
<PrinceAmpora> right
<PrinceAmpora> wwho the hell evven are you anywway
<PrinceAmpora> bit unfair
<PrinceAmpora> you knoww my name but i dont knoww yours
<crimsonChild> I'm Rubedo... sorry for not telling you earlier.
-*- crimsonChild usually has Nigredo nudging him to introduce himself sadly what are social cues, he doesn't know.
<PrinceAmpora> right
-*- PrinceAmpora just sort of, starts to read a book.
-*- PrinceAmpora he's a very studious troll after all.
-*- crimsonChild has taken one of his brother's novels.  He sort of goes to the nearest comfy seat and reads
-*- PrinceAmpora THE END.
-*- telltaleGreyhound Did someone say books
<-> You are now known as abstersiveTournure
<crimsonChild> Oh? Who are you?
<abstersiveTournure> [Idk what the setting is or anything, haha.]
<abstersiveTournure> [or if there is one]
<abstersiveTournure> [If not, I might just not worry about it for once]
<crimsonChild> [I believe it's the living room of some sort of house. Also I'm RPing as young Rubedo]
-*- PrinceAmpora yes books, what of it?
-*- PrinceAmpora well no, his is actually a captain's log of a famed war vessel, but it's in a book form!
-*- crimsonChild The URTV is reading a Western novel, these things as with all books are extremely /rare/ in his time.
-*- abstersiveTournure "...Who am I?" A third young man, apparently previously unnoticed (maybe because his nose was buried in a book, as if to hide behind it -- he /really/ didn't want to deal with these rapscallions), peered over the edge of his own hardback, distinctly unimpressed. "I believe it's considered rude to ask someone's name without offering your own."
<abstersiveTournure> [Whoops I can't not words]
-*- PrinceAmpora peeks up from his readings and raises a brow. Oh... This guy... Where did he know him from? He swore he recalled that annoying voice from somewh-ah! "oh... youre the one wwho helped me in the hall that time ago..."
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-*- abstersiveTournure ...Uhhh.
<PrinceAmpora> ... or fuckin not...
<PrinceAmpora> ...
<PrinceAmpora> (IT WAS A THING WE NEVER FINISHED...)
-*- abstersiveTournure "You're mistaken." A prompt dismissal. The boy promptly returned to his novel, unperturbed. (Except he /was/ sort of perturbed -- he didn't exactly have a /common/ appearance. Maybe Dante -- yeah. Had to be Dante.)
<abstersiveTournure> [I remember 8y]
<abstersiveTournure> [Vergil doesn't.]
<PrinceAmpora> (FFF OKAY, JUST MAKING SURE.)
<PrinceAmpora> so youre just some other wwhite haired wordy arse then?
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward  A red eyebrow was raised. He was so tempted to say that he doesn't really know anything about social cues, spending all your life in a lab with only your six hundred odd siblings, can do that to a person. The URTV sighs as he closes the hand where he had the number '666' tattooed on it. "Uhm... call me Rubedo Yuriev,"
<abstersiveTournure> [I wasn't assuming that this was in the dream bubbles, mostly because it was sort of inspecific, but it shouldn't be an issue or anything.]
<PrinceAmpora> (OOPS...)
<PrinceAmpora> (Sorry, I just use the... Same Eridan for everything.)
<PrinceAmpora> (Same Dave too.)
<PrinceAmpora> (Same everyone.)
<PrinceAmpora> (ALL THE TIME)
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-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward Rubedo? Where are you?
<PrinceAmpora> fair enough...
<PrinceAmpora> you meet so many fuckin people and they all start to look the same
-*- PrinceAmpora returns to his book.
-*- abstersiveTournure "You're not the first to call me such," he stated flatly, not so much as glancing at the grey-skinned alien. The hesitant introduction (and maybe the excess, familiar red red /red/, but it smells all wrong --) caused him to look up examiningly, however. The number was noted keenly.
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> [ http://images.wikia.com/xenosaga/images/b/b0/JrURTV.jpg and lemme see if I can find a reference for Albedo when he was a kid.]
-*- abstersiveTournure ...He supposed that he had little reason to withhold his own, not after he'd all but implied he would make such an exchange. "...Vergil." He didn't bother to offer a surname, turning a page in his book instead.
<PrinceAmpora> your not the first i called that either
<abstersiveTournure> [Oh wait, he's not in red now]
<abstersiveTournure> [Well, red hair.]
<abstersiveTournure> [Whatever works! <8y]
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> [ And Albedo: http://images.wikia.com/xenosaga/images/3/3f/Albedokid.jpg ]
-*- abstersiveTournure (Not a bad outfit, "Rubedo".)
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-*- glamorousAmore <> Speak for /yourself/--
-*- abstersiveTournure He will, in fact.
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-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward "Albedo.. quit your hiding,  I can hear you," the elder twin said.  He knew his brother followed him all the way to where they were. "...hey it's pretty comfy, sadly the Doc doesn't let us wear anything else, uniformity or somethin' like it," he told Vergil.
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-*- glamorousAmore Frick I don't even know if I /can/ play Rarity it's been ages hhhhh]]
-*- PurpleKoopa better late than never, jasp
<PrinceAmpora> howw borin... though fashion is pretty stupid...
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward Bright violet eyes were wide as a young boy walked out.  He had the same facial structure as the redhead, but he was pale as a ghost with snow white hair and deep purple eyes. His name was clearly befitting of his appearance. "Rubedo, if Citrine reports that we're mi-missing, we'll be in so much trouble with him...." he stammered.
-*- abstersiveTournure Albedo? So it was someone this kid knew, huh? Vergil chose not to indicate that he'd been able to smell the third stranger, nevermind hearing him -- too many questions. He'd really like to return to his book, but...what a curious situation. Both of them carried a strange scent, like they hardly saw common air or were usually penned up in some kind of controlled environment. "It's not fashion," he intoned, hardly looking up from the page.
-*- abstersiveTournure "It's not fashion," he intoned, hardly looking up from the page -- and then fell silent again. Better to listen and see what he could learn first.
<PrinceAmpora> no i meant... it doesnt matter if you dress the same as evveryone else cus fashions stupid
<PrinceAmpora> wwho fuckin cares if youvve got a uniform?
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward Rubedo is more than someone he knew, they are actually brothers, twins at that, the variation in their DNA made them look very different though, even gave them different powers. "Really Rubedo... I-I won't forgive you if you hurt yourself or-or......" he started to say.  Unlike his elder brother, he was truly immortal.
-*- PurpleKoopa psst, what's the locale on this]]
<PrinceAmpora> (Uhhh...)
<abstersiveTournure> [Some house, apparently. Though I almost picture it like an actual library at this point. Idk. I am rolling with it for once, hah.]
-*- PurpleKoopa haha, i was thinking library]]
<PrinceAmpora> (Yes, that, a library in some house somewhere.)
<abstersiveTournure> [Maybe a public library?]
<abstersiveTournure> [Would explain all the random people wandering in.]
<PrinceAmpora> (Yes, a public library. :B)
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-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward "Hey... hey. hey, let Citrine sit on a tack for all she cares, and as for me getting hurt, don't worry about it, okay little brother?" the redhead said.  He hated seeing Albedo nearly keel over in a panic attack.
<imaginaryClarity> (*waves*)
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> [Hi.]
<imaginaryClarity> (What's going on?)
-*- abstersiveTournure "Individuals express themselves and their interests for their own sakes by their wardrobe," Vergil explained flatly, more a distracted mutter. Could've guessed they were brothers by the way the albino was fussing. Who was Citrine? Their guardian, he presumed.
-*- abstersiveTournure (It. It sounded sort of like himself and Dante, some days. /Very/ different but very much the same. But -- no, why the uniforms? Why? What was going /on/?)
<PrinceAmpora> again stupi-... nevvermind
<PrinceAmpora> cultural differences aside
-*- abstersiveTournure (He hadn't been counting on /this/ when he decided to hole away in the farthest corner of the library today.)
-*- abstersiveTournure (He just wanted to /read/.)
<PrinceAmpora> id really rather not get into a fight right noww
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-*- abstersiveTournure ...Okay??
<abstersiveTournure> [Dreeeeeads]
<dreads> wass goin on
<dreads> niiittrooo
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward Albedo had a number on his hand as well, it was on the opposite palm to Rubedo's and the next number after his which '667'.  Despite their human appearance they were just mere manufactured soldiers.  The pale youth was fidgety and nervous a great contrast to what he would become in fourteen years time.
<PrinceAmpora> so keepin your land dwwellin opinions off my mind im goin to just go back to readin
-*- PurpleKoopa vergil, eridan, rubedo and albedo ALL MEET... IN A LIBRARY]]
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward "Albedo, breathe already... remember what Olivine told you breathe in and out, deeply!"
-*- PrinceAmpora and so he does, returning to the captain's log at hand, taking in the many tactics that were used in this war in particualr.
<dreads> 2spooky))
-*- abstersiveTournure /That/ particular remark earned a vaguely perplexed glance -- the appearance was the same as when he'd first looked. Painted skin, some kind of ornamental headband, lines on his neck. And a /lot/ of gaudy, tacky jewelry. He'd seen weirder. But, the longer he looked...
-*- PrinceAmpora EXCUSE U. THIS JEWELERY IS A SIGN OF ROYALTY.
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-*- abstersiveTournure The more those candy corn horns(?) and neck gills(??) looked /real/. Not to mention the blaring yellow eyes. Contacts, though.
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Surely contacts.
-*- PrinceAmpora wait for it Vergil, the gills, twitch.
-*- abstersiveTournure ...He --
-*- abstersiveTournure He's going to look back down at his book now. (Even so, he was /unnerved/, tense. What /was/ he dealing with? No preternatural sea creature he knew looked /quite/ like that. Granted, it was all mostly lore and speculation by human hand -- but --)
-*- PrinceAmpora the gills did indeed twitch, even more so, out of annoyance now, when he noticed the staring, having caught it right before Vergil adverted his eyes. "wwhat on alternia is your problem? nevver see royalty before? or evven a troll for that matter?"
-*- abstersiveTournure ...and the albino was /not/ okay, looked like Dante when he'd -- when -- on bad days, nightmarish, haunted days.
<PrinceAmpora> though i dont particularly think lowwblood land dwwellers should evven particularly count as trolls
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<PrinceAmpora> so i suppose you havvent evven really seen a fuckin honest to goodness troll until youvve seen a sea dwweller
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward He sighs as he tries to follow his fellow URTV's instructions.  It worked to some degree seeing that he sat besides the redhead. "How do you stand reading these things?" he said flipping through one of the redhead's novels.  Books were a commodity five thousand years time, so not many know how to read them.
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward "Albedo please try not to freak out, I think you scared a certain someone..."
-*- abstersiveTournure "...remarked the insignificant bottom-feeder," Vergil muttered back in true 80's fashion with his own personal twist of diction. His focus was elsewhere, though -- eyes flicking up periodically in the brothers' direction, grip white-knuckled on his book.
<abstersiveTournure> [casually immature comebacks]
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-*- PrinceAmpora the casual immature comeback was enough to ruffle some feathers from the war monger. "im sorry but for someone wwho doesnt evven fuckin knoww wwhat a troll is i dont fuckin think youvve got any damn right to call a prince shit like that"
-*- abstersiveTournure If he'd heard Rubedo's vague reference to him, though, he gave no indicator of it. He was too busy trying to figure out what would scare the albino -- Albedo (what a horrible pun; they must've had the cruelest parents) -- so badly. Sure, they seemed sheltered (to say the least), like they didn't belong -- and the city didn't /seem/ dangerous, but --
<PrinceAmpora> fuckin humans
<PrinceAmpora> this is wwhy i nevver planned on trollin them
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward -Rubedo..... I-I hurt one of our siblings URTV Unit 635 during a fight with Primer URTV Unit 670...... it wasn't my fault it wasn't.... I swear.....-
-*- abstersiveTournure What if it -- what if something /happened/ and he was unaware of it? (Where had Dante said he was going again? He -- had something /happened/--?! No, no, keep calm -- he hated getting sudden messages, could always tell when they were frantic and it only upset him --)
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-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward Rubedo grew livid. "You did.... what? Albedo damn it, you shouldn't go hurting the rest of them, what are we going to do with you....." he groans.   He wondered if they can keep the charade up for long, he had a feeling Vergil knew they weren't what they seemed.
-*- PrinceAmpora doesn't generally give a fuck, so no worries Rubedo, Eridan won't care about whatever you are.
-*- PrinceAmpora ... What ARE you anyway?
-*- abstersiveTournure "I surmise that /you/ are a tr-troll, but /you/ do not c-concern me," he ground out, snapping his book shut in favor of digging through his pocket for...was that a pager? He didn't make a move to use it, gripping it tightly like a lifeline. He examined the floor -- the grain in the carpet, the specks in the color -- but his eyes snapped up to the twins at Rubedo's scolding.
<PrinceAmpora> to be honest that doesnt fuckin matter me concernin you or not
<PrinceAmpora> either wway wwhat the hell got up your chute? stutterin like a fuckin grub
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<WingZero> Why won't it let me use my user name?
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward Rubedo was busy reprimanding the younger URTV. -It doesn't matter, you shouldn't go killing people, I can see there's blood under your fingernails- he said.  Those blue eyes showed an inhuman fury.
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-*- abstersiveTournure "...The pair of /you/ seem more suspicious." (Don't upset them -- /don/'/t/ upset them, they're just like /you/ --) He kept his voice even, not quite accusing, but cautious. "Would you care to explain why he --" Albedo was indicated by a swift, smooth sweep of the hand "-- is so terrified and sm-- seems to have.../hurt/ someone?"
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward "I know... but she's not like us... it's not my fault that Unit 635 got in our way...." he mumbles.  He felt bad but at the same time seeing the blood of a lower being on his hands was very much soothing. He was getting used to seeing the crimson fluid, very much so.
-*- PrinceAmpora closes the captain log and yawns, unintentionally showing off an array of sharp teeth and gray tongue before wiping away some yawn induced tears and heading to one of the near by shelves to grab another book.
-*- abstersiveTournure Best not to show his hand entirely just yet. Being observant was one thing. Being able to smell where a person spends most of their time, nevermind the blood on their hands, is an entirely different matter. Eridan received no reaction (but the sharkish teeth did earn a wary glance before the expression was wiped cleanly away, as if it hadn't been there at all).
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-*- PrinceAmpora pulls out a giant book on genocide before taking a seat and opening it up. Because really, who doesn't LOVE genocide?
-*- PrinceAmpora other than you know... EVERYONE.
-*- abstersiveTournure ...He'd keep an eye on the "troll", as well, he decided. No one who wasn't dangerous could read a book on genocide and look /happy/ about it.
<WingZero> "OBJECTION!"
-*- WingZero slams his hands onto a desk and points at PrinceAmpora "You can't say that! Who said you represent everyone's opinions? I for one don't like genocide and I know that is a fact. Thus, it rules everything out that you said is true!"
<abstersiveTournure> [But that was]
<abstersiveTournure> [Narrative]
<WingZero> "I can SEE the narrative."
<WingZero> *SHOT*
<abstersiveTournure> [No.]
<WingZero> ((Okay, I am back))
<WingZero> ((So what is going on?))
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward "I guess seeing that no one has his powers, still freaks him out," Rubedo explains. He was being stern with the white haired counterpart.  He held out his tattooed hand to the younger URTV. The red number stood out against the skin of his palm.
<dreads> ((i))
<dreads> (( you motherfucker))
-*- PrinceAmpora ignores the fuck out of whatever that was and enjoys his fucking book.
<abstersiveTournure> [Albedo, Rubedo, teenage Vergil, and Eridan are in a public library. Albedo and Rubedo are having a moment and Vergil's on his way to breaking down if the situation doesn't even out while Eridan gives zero shits.]
<PrinceAmpora> (P much.)
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward "Tell him.... tell him already this act is stupid beyond all reason... go ahead, if he freaks out he wouldn't be the first one,"  Albedo murmured.  He was shaking, the thought of losing his brothers was too much, Nigredo had the mortality of a human, Rubedo can die through injuries while he can't die of old age or die of fatal injuries.  Thin lacerations-
-*- PrinceAmpora starts to take some notes on a small pad.
-*- abstersiveTournure That was...mildly reassuring. His grip on the pager did not relax, however -- and then Albedo reinforced his wariness. Act? Wouldn't be the first one? Sounded like -- sounded /familiar/, but terrifying. It set him on edge. Anyone living under the guise of being human was /dangerous/, and he knew they existed. (He was one of them.)
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward were on his pale neck.  The fatal fight left its fading marks on the white haired boy.  The Primer Unit was trying to choke him to death before the standard, faceless puppet of a URTV tried interfering.
-*- abstersiveTournure (.../God/, he hoped Dante was okay. He'd find him as soon as he -- as soon as this /situation/ was resolved, he swore.)
<Prow> HELLO.
<dreads> yo
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward "Albedo snap outta it, geez... fine you win...." he sighed.
-*- PrinceAmpora glances up after hearing the red haired sibling give in. "is this somethin i should be payin attention to?"
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-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward Rubedo stood up from his comfy chair. "Yeah... ya see me and my brother here are cloned super weapons.... tasked with fighting and destroying a cosmic entity called U-DO, we're known as Variant U-DO Retro Viruses, I am number Six-Hundred-Sixty-Six...."
-*- abstersiveTournure "If you care about kn-knowing when you may be in a potentially dangerous situation, that would be w-wise." Aside from the stutter, his voice was hard, steady. With a stony expression, jaw clenched, he stood up, looking expectant. He /would/ be getting an explanation.
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-*- abstersiveTournure ...Cloned super weapons. Oh. /Okay/. That was normal.
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward "...an-and I'm Number Six-Hundred-Sixty-Seven...."
<PrinceAmpora> hn... sounds like something the condesce wwould come up wwith
-*- abstersiveTournure (Hypocrite. You're a /half/-/demon/. A born killing machine, but still too weak, too /helpless/ to protect your own brother --)
<dreads> ((laff does it have a friend called NO-U ))
<abstersiveTournure> [omfg]
<abstersiveTournure> [Dreads]
<dreads> ((B) ))
<PrinceAmpora> wwait wwhat does it evven mean to be cloned?
-*- abstersiveTournure It explained the numbers, the /sterilized/ scent that hung around them. And from the sound of it, Albedo had turned on one of their own. "...And why are y-you he-/here/?" he demanded, voice grating to hide his nervousness. They didn't seem directly threatening but he -- /what/ /if/ --
<WingZero> Kage Bunshin No Jutsu!!
-*- chthonianGunslinger WHAM.
-*- PrinceAmpora WHAT?
-*- chthonianGunslinger "hey duuuuude, don't like act like y'not here."
<dreads> ((yous cant see it but i be winkin unde rthem shades))
-*- chthonianGunslinger "'cause, s'like, th'only place y'ever goooooo."
<imaginaryClarity> (...Uh..)
<abstersiveTournure> [omfg Dante]
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward "I ran away like I always do.... Albedo followed me like the spineless wimp he is!"
<abstersiveTournure> [CG you have the most worst timing because I may have to go for a bit]
-*- chthonianGunslinger What up, broseph.
-*- chthonianGunslinger He brought Chinese.
<abstersiveTournure> [best/worst]
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Not the good kind though.)
-*- abstersiveTournure (/Ugh/. Smells like it.)
-*- PrinceAmpora wwhat the hell is Chinese?
-*- chthonianGunslinger (The kind where you know everyone at the shop's definitely not Chinese but you pretend they are anyway because.)
<abstersiveTournure> [we have pizza and Psych I]
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Where else are you going to get those little fortune cookies?)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Seriously?)
<dreads> ((chinese th fuckers crazy he just gon be hungry again in like half an hour))
-*- abstersiveTournure (He's always hungry already.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Naaaah, he's smarter than that.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (S'why he brought two bags worth.)
<dreads> ((omfg))
-*- abstersiveTournure (...No, you'll still be hungry.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (One for him, and one for his big doofy brother.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Aw, come on, can't he pretend a little bit?)
-*- PrinceAmpora how kind of you.)
<dreads> ((YOULL STILL BE HUNGRY THO..))
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward Albedo fell back onto his butt hearing Rubedo snapped. "....I'm I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
-*- chthonianGunslinger (S'not like his allowance can get him four bags.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Uh.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Did he come at a bad time?
-*- chthonianGunslinger (...And why does this place smell like rotton fish and Bubble Boy?)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Or, well.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (What he always imagined Bubble Boy would smell like.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (That is to say, bleach.)
<dreads> ((what we didnt know was that john had grown up as the bubble boy))
<dreads> ((kept safe from outside germs))
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward The redhead looked ready to strike.  "You always say that but never try to fix it!" he told the white haired URTV.  He was clenching his fists as he turned away. "You'll never change, Albedo..."
-*- PurpleKoopa what is this outside world you speak of.
-*- PrinceAmpora just going to give Dante a short glare for DISRUPTING THE SILENCE before returning to his book.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Yeah, whatever tuna boy. What are you supposed to be, Aqualad?
-*- chthonianGunslinger Pff, fuckin' LARPers.
<WingZero> ((I can't believe I am going to say this))
<WingZero> ((But I have NO idea who to rp as))
-*- PrinceAmpora who the fuck is aq-FLARPing is a respected fuckin game you pink sack of bones.
-*- PrinceAmpora you know how many fucking trolls ive killed? how many lusus ive slain?
-*- chthonianGunslinger Jesus, this dude really went the extra mile too. What did he do, roll around in a pile of rotton fish guts? Ugh, weirdo.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Mmmm, but maybe...)
-*- PrinceAmpora wait for it Dante, the fins, they twitch.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (...Nah. Too obvious. No one would ever show it off like this. Had to be fake.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger Squint.
-*- PrinceAmpora twitchy twitch
<imaginaryClarity> (*hugs austin* We  can be forever alone together even we wouldn't really alone )
<WingZero> ((That came out of no where.))
<WingZero> ((*Hugs back*))
<dreads> ((but every night insid ehis little bubble john could hear th beat of wild african drumbs as them kids danced round in the outside playin tag and prolly explori neach othas bodies))
<WingZero> ((Gonna get my Death Scythe Hell soon))
<WingZero> ((So YAY!!))
<imaginaryClarity> (That's illegal)
<dreads> ((john aint never got to partake in that pleasure first hand))
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward Albedo looked ready to panic.  His brother no doubt hates him.  He wishes someone was there to comfort him, he gripped his wrist tightly until he started to apply enough pressure to make bone shatter and he did just that.
-*- PrinceAmpora sniffs the air, his fins sinking down in disgust as his nose scrunches up. "wwhat the hell are you evven carryin in those bags? smells like fuckin fermented grubsauce"
-*- chthonianGunslinger "...heh, nice-- ah, whatchamacallit-- animatronics, chummy boy. y'must've paid a real f'tune t'feel like a real mermaid princess, eh ariel?"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Nope. Still too obvious.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Way too obvious.
<PrinceAmpora> wwhat the-oh fuckin hell
-*- PurpleKoopa let us now weep for john's poor childhood
<PrinceAmpora> im a troll you shit sucker
-*- chthonianGunslinger "ssssssure y'are."
-*- chthonianGunslinger Roll.
<PrinceAmpora> a high blooded sea dwwellin tr-yes
<PrinceAmpora> i am!
<dreads> ((laff))
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward The white haired clone sobbed as he held his now limp left wrist, it wasn't going to stay like that for long though.
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward "Albedo! Quit trying to mutilate yourself!"
-*- chthonianGunslinger "as f'what's in these--" He shakes the bags and shows them off with a smug little grin, just to rub it in. "that ain't anyone's business 'cept f'me n' that dope ov'there."
<chthonianGunslinger> (oh)
<chthonianGunslinger> (hey guys)
<imaginaryClarity> (...o..oh what the fuck... oh my god why)
<chthonianGunslinger> (nitro's gotta go spend some much needed family time with her friends)
<chthonianGunslinger> (you mind a forty minute break maybe, at?)
<dreads> ((>B( ))
<dreads> ((laff aight mang have fun with yo fam))
<WingZero> http://24.media.tumblr.com/002181f72c6c1e8513dbc256390febcd/tumblr_mkghccbVqw1qe9bi5o1_500.gif
<PrinceAmpora> wwell it smells disgustin
<dreads> ((what))
<dreads> ((what the shit is that))
<PrinceAmpora> besides you cant havve food in the library
<PrinceAmpora> if thats evven wwhat its supposed to be
<dreads> ((laf feridan eve rheard o sushi))
<dreads> ((we could start callin him the samon roll))
-*- PrinceAmpora would probably eat it. :I
<dreads> ((i aint sur ehow but it jus tfits him))
<dreads> ((least i think so lol))
<PrinceAmpora> (GOOD)
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> [I am tempted to say something related to TWEWY aka the Spicy Tuna Roll line....]
<dreads> ((do it ))
<dreads> ((you /pussy/ ))
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<dreads> ((i dare u >By ))
-*- PurpleKoopa double dog dreads dare you
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> [It wouldn't make much sense given the characters....]
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<dreads> ((he double dog dreads dared you ))
<dreads> ((only a PUSSY will turn that down))
<dreads> ((and  afuckin nerd))
-*- PrinceAmpora triple dog dreads dares you.)
<dreads> ((u wanna be in this frat u gotta do it mang))
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> [Dreads you are really pushing your damn luck with insulting me.]
<arondightBerserker> ((Easy their Soldier. You don't wanna push Dani's buttons to the limits.))
<ApprehensiveGuardian> ((Alright im back, not dead anymore
<ApprehensiveGuardian> ))
<dreads> ((woahohoho dude shits gettin heated that dare turned into a tripple w/e))
<arondightBerserker> ((Funny, I don't even know what the dare is.))
<imaginaryClarity> (....What the fuck, really?)
<arondightBerserker> ((Yep >>: /))
<dreads> ((cept you dont really have to do it laff))
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<ApprehensiveGuardian> ((Dont start getting condescending ic))
<ApprehensiveGuardian> ((Just a polite disclaimer beforehand))
<dreads> ((i mean im like bored as shit so's i be doin w/e to make myself not bored))
<imaginaryClarity> (That came out at the wrong time)
<imaginaryClarity> (*shuts up*)
<whatwith> hey guys :^)
<dreads> ((i aint to be meanin no offense to you nig lol))
<imaginaryClarity> (Hi..)
<dreads> wazzup brojo B) ))
<ApprehensiveGuardian> ((Its alright lacy, i dont mean to make you feel bad))
<ApprehensiveGuardian> ((Also hi))
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-*- imaginaryClarity Did the sun just show up? Nah, but a brightly colored girl did. She kinda frowns and looks around.
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<imaginaryClarity> (You didn't, it's fine)
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<whatwith>  aaa! the david oreilly adventure time episode is on.
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward There he was avoiding eye contact with the younger Variant.  He was angry, oh so very angry. "Go back to the Institute and leave me alone, Albedo!"
-*- PurpleKoopa oh man, that one is a trip
<chthonianGunslinger> (guys, /please/, can we wait for nitro/)
<chthonianGunslinger> (i'd really appreciate if you did)
-*- PurpleKoopa enjoy it, john
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-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward recognizes the girl. "Hi there..." he mumbled.
-*- PurpleKoopa haaaaang on a sec, guys - you can start something new over PM, but i really think nitro wants a chance have her character to react to things when she gets back
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<imaginaryClarity> (Alright, maybe I'll draw for a bit..)
-*- PurpleKoopa thanks peeps uwu she'll post something once she gets back
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<abstersiveTournure> [Oh geez, thank you, guys! <3]
<abstersiveTournure> [Sorry about that. Family stuff, you know?]
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> [Eh it's cool]
<PA|KS> (Shall we continue then?)
-*- abstersiveTournure The reaction was immediate -- head jerked to stare at his brother like a ghost (oh God he was /okay/ --), followed by an immediate grimace at the smell from the bags, as though the situation at hand was forgotten. But -- no, no, the albino was stuttering apologies, the redhead was /furious/, and Dante --
<abstersiveTournure> [Writing as quick as I can uvu I'd say go ahead, though.]
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<imaginaryClarity> Amber sat over with Rubedo and Albedo and sighed.
<imaginaryClarity> (It's raining over here, like a LOT)
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward "I don't have to say it again, go home now!"
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-*- abstersiveTournure ...Animatronics? Of -- of course. Of /course/. Vergil latched onto the explanation wholeheartedly (but no, it wasn't right -- everything about the guy was /wrong/ -- but he'd...it would be better not to let on that he suspected, right? And he didn't have to /deal/ with it right now). And then --
<imaginaryClarity> "Rubedo...calm down, please?"
<curetCaligo> ((Hey everyone))
-*- abstersiveTournure Crrrrunch.
<imaginaryClarity> (Hello)
<ApprehensiveGuardian> ((Hi!))
<PA|KS> (Sup!)
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward Albedo was sobbing quietly. "Brother..... I promise I won't do it again, please don't be angry with me," he said as he continued gripping his healing wrist.  The bright red '667' was displayed for all to see.
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-*- chthonianGunslinger "...tch, so?" He hardly even batted an eye at such an accusation, twisting his mouth into a smug grimace that only 90s teenage rebellion could drum up. "haven't y'ever heard th'sayin' 'rules are meant t'be bro--"
-*- chthonianGunslinger CRRRRACK.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Jesus, he didn't mean that literally.
-*- PA|KS seems to ignore the wrist shattering, he had crushed the bones of others so many times in his day, the sound was anything but unusual.
-*- abstersiveTournure He froze, stiffened up. Stared at the limp wrist warily and could /hear/ the bones shifting and rearranging /and/ -- the exchange went mostly unheard except that Rubedo was raising his voice, Albedo resembled a terrified, beaten stray, and he --
-*- chthonianGunslinger Finally, the commotion over off in the corner of his eye had caught his attention. He knew something was up over there, the way those two guys were squabbling and simpering and-- and sobbing (wasn't his problem, wasn't his cross to bear, just-- just leave it alone--)
-*- chthonianGunslinger But he drew the line when he heard the nasty and telling krrrr-snap of a shattering wrist, the noise still ringing in his ears.
-*- chthonianGunslinger He'd know the noise, after all.
-*- PA|KS just goes back to reading his book like nothing happened.
-*- chthonianGunslinger God knows he'd heard it plenty of times by his own doing.
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward Be thankful he didn't tear his arm clean off.  He was still entertaining the thought of tearing through his pale skin, making himself bleed. He didn't want to hurt anyone he knew Rubedo was trying to keep himself calm too.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ("no, no, no s'-- s'okay! i don't-- no i don't-- please--)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (...It.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (It wasn't worth dwelling on.)
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward "Albedo I can hear your thoughts, please stop trying to mutilate yourself, we're not monsters!"
<cC|Casters> ((Where's the setting?))
-*- chthonianGunslinger That was worrying enough, making him turn around and gawk just like any other dumb commoner... but it's when the bones started healing did it really catch his attention.
-*- PurpleKoopa they're at a public library))
-*- chthonianGunslinger At first, he thought-- no, panicked that it might be-- but no, no, it couldn't be. How could it be?
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-*- chthonianGunslinger He didn't look like he was in pain, after all.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (That didn't stop him from shuffling over closer to his brother, though. You know, just-- just in case.)
-*- PA|KS reads his book on genocide, casually.
-*- abstersiveTournure "Stop it and sit down." It wasn't a suggestion but a terse command, ordered in true militant manner. There was a telltale twitching in his fingers around the forgotten pager as he moved between the pair and the door (and closer to his brother -- just in case). He couldn't let them leave -- couldn't let this get out of control, not with /Dante/ now --
-*- chthonianGunslinger No, it was definitely from that musty little albino boy. The one with the limp wrist stamped in... some crazy bar tattoo? And what was with those uniforms? They look like they escaped right from fuckin' Heaven's Gate.
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward Amber's pleas well they fell on deaf ears. "Albedo! I shouldn't have snapped at you....." he said, his blood was boiling still.  The anger lingered but he was regretful.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Uhhh...
-*- chthonianGunslinger "(...so, uh--)"
<imaginaryClarity> ".....*mumble*.."
<cC|Casters> The young woman was in the corner of the library, listening but pretending to read a book, something about Greek mythology, what silly nonsense she thought.
-*- chthonianGunslinger "(y'know what's goin' on here, or...?)"
-*- chthonianGunslinger If anyone had a lick of sense over what the living hell was going on here, it had to be Vergil. Definitely not that LARP ass fish dude who was casually reading his book while some kid was seconds away from a breakdown, that's for sure.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Hope you like the fish eye, you fuckin' dope, 'cause that's exactly what you're getting.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...What? What? Did no one else give a shit? Oh yeah, nice. Real nice.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Fuckin' people.
-*- chthonianGunslinger It was a good thing these bags were weighing him down, or else he'd have an awful hankering to smack some goddamn sense into these eggheads.
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward "URTV Number Six-Hundred-Sixty-Seven! Albedo, c'mon don't cry, you know I don't like it when you or Nigredo get upset,"
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Maybe he still would.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Um.
-*- abstersiveTournure "(Cloned super weapons.)" It was a low hum, only just audible enough for his twin -- couldn't be too careful -- and spoken in a factual tone as one might about the weather. (But this /wasn/'/t/ normal, wasn't remotely ordinary -- what if something happened, if they found out --)
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...What.
-*- chthonianGunslinger "(what.)"
-*- chthonianGunslinger He couldn't help himself.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Bad habit, really.
-*- abstersiveTournure "(Don't do anything.)" And by that, he meant don't do anything stupid or rash or /reactive/ in that noble way he always wanted to. The situation had to remain in control and they couldn't show their hand trying to save strangers. Not right now.
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward "I.... I... I-I'm sorry,  I promise I won't get into anymore fights with Olivine or hurt any of the other URTVs..... it wasn't my fault...... I swear....."
-*- chthonianGunslinger No, no, he-- he had to be pulling his leg here. Cloned super weapons? Really? What, did they have some Green Lantern rings and a couple of He-Man swords hiding in those uniforms, too?
<cC|Casters> "... Trouble?" asked thr girl as she approached the group. She looked to be about 18 or so.
-*- chthonianGunslinger No, something wasn't right. His brother wouldn't joke about this. They probably wouldn't joke about this. Look at them? Were they joking? Not a fuckin' chance.
-*- imaginaryClarity The golden haired girl sighed again and just looked at them both.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Was it a cult?
-*- chthonianGunslinger Had to be a cult. Looked like they came from one, at least. Definitely acted like they were from one.
-*- PA|KS oh... fuck was someone going to cry? Fucking... Closing his book Eridan stood and turned to look to the children. "human wwrigglers really... listen youre soldiers right?" He spoke to the young brothers now, seemingly bored expression on his face.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Why else would they believe they were worthless weapons?
-*- chthonianGunslinger Why...
-*- abstersiveTournure "Sit down." Not a question, not a suggestion, and twice as intense as before -- were these guys deaf? Whatever. Letting one panic and the other worthlessly try to reassure him wasn't --
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward One cannot age, the other cannot die at all, and all six hundred-seventy URTVs were the product of one madman scientist with a terrible fear of mortality.
-*- chthonianGunslinger "(...mmmng.)" Stupid Vergil always cutting in before he could do something. Bastard knew him too well for his own good, ugh. He was probably right, too, but-- but--
<cC|Casters> "Excuse me-" she raised her voice slightly. "What is going on here?" she directed her question at Dante and Vergil this time.
<imaginaryClarity> (...And the unknowns :p)
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Ugh, fine. He'll just. Curl his fists here. White knuckled ane everything.
-*- abstersiveTournure "(...it'll be fine. We need to diffuse the situation before anything else --)"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Only 'cause he still don't have a clue what's going on.
<arondightBerserker> ((Homework time))
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Don't mean he can't complain about it, though.)
<arondightBerserker> ((Brb guys))
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-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward Rubedo motioned for the sickly looking URTV to sit in the chair he was sitting on.  He looked at the blue eyed teens.  He stood there back straight, prone and ready to answer any questions.
-*- chthonianGunslinger "(so, what, y'gonna bark at 'em 'till they listen? oh, verge, y'a top class dog trainer, y'know that?"
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Oh.
-*- chthonianGunslinger It worked.
-*- chthonianGunslinger . . .
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Well, it's still rude.
<PA|KS> hey wwri-... wwait wwhat do you evven call human wwrigglers... kids? i think someone said that once... okay yeah kids... or kid clone things or wwhatever you are youre both soldiers right?
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward Albedo hated being alone, it was his worse fear.  He could outlive every single person in this room if possible. "Idon'twannabealone.......Rubedo......Nigredo....I'msososorry," he mutters weakly.
-*- abstersiveTournure Vergil glanced at the girl -- he'd known she was there, had been vaguely aware of her, but -- well. It wasn't exactly pertinent to him, at the moment. "Just a moment and we will find out," he informed curtly, attention returning to the --
-*- abstersiveTournure . . .
-*- chthonianGunslinger As for the girl, she gets a shrug. Nothing more, nothing less. If he had his hands free, he'd probably be able to gesture his feelings way more-- like a airplane swooping smoke in the sky-- but the sentiment would probably be the same.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Fuck if I know, dude.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (ette.)
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward Rubedo gives Eridan a nod. "Yeah, we are some accept it rather easily some, don't," he explains.
<PA|KS> aright so
<PA|KS> im assumin you both knoww wwhat it takes and means to be a soldier
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<PA|KS> you gotta be strong for one but for another you gotta understand your felloww soldier
<cC|Casters> She sighed and crossed her arms. "Well if any help is needed I'm here, so all you need to do is ask." she had a air of strength about her for someone so tiny.
-*- abstersiveTournure "Listen to me. Your brother's here." His voice was no longer the commanding boom it had been before. It sounded like the fishboy had Rubedo handled, but --
<PA|KS> you cant fight and wwin if you cant even learn to understand your felloww in arms
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Urgh, he is so over you, tuna dude. Putting wild ideas like that in a bunch of scared ass kids. He is sssssso gonna--
<PA|KS> you cant evven groww to better yourself
<PA|KS> youre a good soldier right?
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward "Yeah, I know what got Albedo losin' his mind, he's pretty much immortal, me and Units 668, an' 669 are not, he hates being alone,"
<cC|Casters> ((sounds like Albedo needs a guardian blade. The creature is like a human and would live as long as him, he/she would make a good companion
<cC|Casters> If hes lonely or somethin))
<PA|KS> wwell yeah it fuckin sucks bein alone
<PA|KS> do you knoww howw hard it is havvin nobody?
<PA|KS> knowwin that evveryones just gonna die before you?
<PA|KS> so you hold onto wwhat you got wwhile youvve got it
-*- imaginaryClarity Amber didn't like this either surprisingly enough it stressed her out, she was really emotional too and prone to crying at anytime. Which she is starting to do, silently now, so she quickly hid her face in her hands
-*- chthonianGunslinger Okay maybe he's got a point, but--
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward "I see, sir..." the red head muses.  He felt bad for snapping at his younger brother.
<PA|KS> that doesnt make you fuckin wweak though
-*- chthonianGunslinger He's gonna murder him for entertaining this stupid wEAPON THING--
-*- chthonianGunslinger ONE'S OF 'EM, LIKE, TEN--
-*- abstersiveTournure nUDGE.
<cC|Casters> "If he is afraid of being alone.... Why not find an undying companion to stay with him?" Came a voice in a thick Russian accent from behind them. A teen girl stood there with her arms crossed.
-*- abstersiveTournure "(Don't. Do. Anything.)"
<PA|KS> it makes you a soldier ready to hold on and protect wwhats dear to you
<PA|KS> so let him be a soldier aright?
<PA|KS> in his owwn wway
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward "You don't get it..... I can live through anything...." Albedo said while looking at Vergil through bleary eyes,  He grips his head in his tiny hands.
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> [Here comes something freaky ladies and gents.]
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Hisssssss.)
-*- abstersiveTournure Dante was tensing like a coiling snake ready to strike beside him, all fury and passion -- he threw his brother a cautioning glance, then at Albedo again -- what was he --
-*- chthonianGunslinger He stays put. For now. But he's not about to like it.
<imaginaryClarity> (Oh god here we go)
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward His wrist was completely healed as he started to tear at pale skin and muscle.  He has taken his head clean off with his bare hands before.
-*- abstersiveTournure !!!
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward "Even this, can't you see?!"
-*- chthonianGunslinger "(y'seriously jus' gonna stand there n' let that lil' neckbeard over there fuel their batshit in th'belfry crazy i--)
-*- chthonianGunslinger wOAH WHAT--
<cC|Casters> "Child!" Curet growls at Albedo and steps forward. "Allow me to ask you something." she said, trying to distract him.
-*- abstersiveTournure In an instant, he lashed out, grabbing none too gently for the albino's wrists and prying them (slightly more gently) from his head. "Don't."
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Jesus Christ.
-*- chthonianGunslinger He wasn't the only one who lashed out. Sorry Verge, he's got some limits, but they end right when the little albino boy starts cutting himself open. "th'hell do y'think y'doin', kid?"
<cC|Casters> ((whoops i had the wrong color))
-*- chthonianGunslinger "y'--"
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward Rubedo was perfectly sane, this  kid was not. Realizing you can outlive your siblings dooming you to a lonely eternity can do that to a person.
-*- chthonianGunslinger "(y'jus' gonna make it worse.)"
<imaginaryClarity> Mental trauma can literally kill this girl, she jumped up and clung to Rubedo so she wouldn't die of freakin shock.
-*- chthonianGunslinger He knew that from experience, too.
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward Albedo let his arms drop. "I'm proving a point, the point is I can't die at all!"
<cC|Casters> Curet rested a hand on Albedo's shoulder. "There is a way you can have at least one companion you wont outlive."
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...What in the world--
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-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Jonah and the Great Whale, God help this kid and wherever the hell he came from. They must've put some really crazy nonsense in his head to be all screwed up like this.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (...Demon?)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (No, no, couldn't be. Didn't smell a lick like one.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Had to be something else, but--)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (But what?)
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Okay. Okay, keep calm. Keep -- calm. "...don't injure yourself like that, all the same. It only hurts those around you."
-*- PA|KS glances to the brother before looking back to the red headed boy. "anywway look... youre a soldier so be strong aright? not just for yourself either but for your felloww soldiers" He gives a sideways nod to the albino.
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward Rubedo watched as his formerly conjoined twin try to decapitate himself.  He fell back when Amber clung to him. "Who wants to be an immortal... if you end up like my brother there....."
-*- abstersiveTournure (He knew that from experience.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (He'd... he'd never really met anyone else to know for sure. Save for that one chick that smelled a little too much like wet dog for his liking back at the last town.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (...It. It didn't matter. He could be a vampire, a ghost, or the goddamn bogeyman and it still wouldn't matter.)
<imaginaryClarity> "Eek sorry Rubedo I didn't mean to cling.." She said getting off of him and shielding her eyes.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...At least he had his brother here to back him up. If he wasn't here, he-- he'd--
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...He'd think it'd get pretty ugly otherwise.
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward "Supersoldier... just that nothing more......." he mumbles looking at his bloodied fingers. The pale URTV Male uniform was slowly stained red from the blood dribbling out of his wounded neck.
-*- chthonianGunslinger "h-hey kid, c'mon," he mumbled, twisting his mouth into something akin to pain as he dropped the bags and started to-- absently, almost subconsciously-- ruffle the boy's hair. "i dunno who told y'that garbage but whoever they are, they don't know sh--"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Uh.
-*- cC|Casters sighs. The boy wasn't listening. "Sorry Gale, looks like we wont be finding you a wielder after all, unless this kid starts listening to me...." she said to what seemed like nobody in particular.
-*- abstersiveTournure "...They don't know anything. And I think your brother would...b-beg to differ." It took a lot of effort to kneel down (to lower himself, be vulnerable -- but his brother was there, right there behind him, had his back -- it'd be okay) and look soberly straight at Albedo. Uncharacteristic of him.
-*- chthonianGunslinger "...adam fr'm eve 'bout nothin'."
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward "To meet someone just like me... that would be nice, very nice... even if Rubedo, Olivine, and Nigredo die..... I wouldn't be alone!"
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-*- abstersiveTournure ...
<cC|Casters> "Well there is a way, you could have Gale as a companion." Curet told Albedo. "She would live as long as you would."
<imaginaryClarity> (internet...)
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Cough.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (This.)
<imaginaryClarity> Amber sat back down, still shielding her eyes.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (This was a bad idea they shouldn't be thinking this--)
-*- abstersiveTournure (But they were --)
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward He hated Olivine to be honest, but she was so comforting like the mother he never, and never would have. The bleeding wounds soon healed over, slowly but surely.
-*- abstersiveTournure (Ugh why why why --)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (People are watching--)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Really weird people, but.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (He thinks one of them is talking about an eternal Tamagotchi or whatever.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Still people!)
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward Violet eyes stared at the two, pleading then the gaze shifts to Curet. "R-Really," he mumbles.
-*- chthonianGunslinger What, no--
<cC|Casters> "Yes. Do you know about sword beasts...? Wait, of course you dont. You arent a wolf shifter..."
-*- chthonianGunslinger Don't listen to the crazy Tamagotchi lady, kid!
-*- chthonianGunslinger He knew this one girl, hers barely lasted three months.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Granted, her baby brother melted it in a microwave.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (...But they're still made of pretty cheap plastic, okay.)
<cC|Casters> "Anyway, they are blades made of Infinity metal. Once the metal is purified and shaped, usually into a sword, they become fully conscious and can shift between human and blade forms."
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Wh--
<cC|Casters> "Once the metal.....))
-*- chthonianGunslinger Wolf shifters--?
-*- chthonianGunslinger What, like skinwalkers?
-*- chthonianGunslinger But--
-*- abstersiveTournure Weirder things have happened. Today, namely.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Oh no, this chick was one of thise crazy wicca types, wasn't she.
-*- cC|Casters it was a very simplified version of the explanation but still...
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward Rubedo felt terrible now.  He /knew/ Albedo hated being alone and he told him to go back to the Yuriev Institute. "I feel terrible now...."
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Living weapons?
-*- PA|KS figures things are pretty much handled now so goes back to his book on genocide.
<PA|KS> ...
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> "....I am such an idiot! I knew I shouldn't have gotten angry.
-*- chthonianGunslinger The ones that secretly believed they were vampires or werewolves and showered everything in glitter while swearing to anyone who would listen that they were the reincarnated soul of ~Princess Elfeia~.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Dude, dude--
-*- chthonianGunslinger He knows that look, and he is betting a thousand to one it's not what you think it is.
-*- abstersiveTournure Idiot. What do you take him for?
-*- abstersiveTournure Did you hear the explanation? Of course it's not.
-*- abstersiveTournure (...But. Still.)
-*- PA|KS siiighs and gets up again returning to Rubedo. "rubedo... thats your name right?"
-*- chthonianGunslinger It's probably not even real.
-*- chthonianGunslinger She called herself a wolf shifter.
-*- chthonianGunslinger It's a miracle she didn't call herself an elf fairy wolf shifter, okay.
-*- abstersiveTournure Clone super soldiers.
-*- abstersiveTournure Clone super soldiers.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Still not believing it.
-*- chthonianGunslinger It's some cult bullshit, gotta be.
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward The wound on his neck was healed over entirely.  Albedo had just the blood on his uniform as proof of what he tried to do.
-*- abstersiveTournure She smells like a wet dog.
<cC|Casters> Curet takes off her cloak and tucks it into her knapsack. There is a previously hiddwn katana strapped to her waist. "This is Gale.... She is kinda broken at the moment..."
-*- chthonianGunslinger There's definitely some kind of weird thing going on with the albino kid, but--
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> "Yeah? What's up?"
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Is that a katana.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (...She.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (She probably walks a dog.)
<cC|Casters> ".... An she needs a new wielder. Once she is fixed, she could be your companion child...."
<PA|KS> let me tell you one last thing
-*- chthonianGunslinger (A really dumb dressed up in fairy wings and a glitter puke collar.)
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward Rubedo looks at him while soothing Amber. "Go ahead, sir..."
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh wow huh that sure was a fucking kATANA in the public library.
<PA|KS> as a soldier you gotta learn from your owwn experiences dont get hung up on something just because it sucks i mean fuck yes it sucks but take the time to learn too
<PA|KS> so
<PA|KS> like noww
<cC|Casters> The girl looks perfectly normal, with dull brown hair, gray eyes, and unremarkable clothes.
-*- chthonianGunslinger It wasn't aimed at them, thank the lord, but.
<PA|KS> learn from your mistake on howw you treated him
-*- chthonianGunslinger Wh--
-*- chthonianGunslinger What.
<PA|KS> your a smart wwrigler so dont upset yourself just you knoww
<PA|KS> learn
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> "This looks like something out of the novels Nigredo loves reading about warriors from ancient Lost Jerusalem, samurai I think they're called?" he mused looking at the katana.
<cC|Casters> Curet unhooks the katana from her waist and holds it out to Albedo. "Here.... There is a crack down the middle of the blade. Find a way to fix it and she'll be whole again."
-*- chthonianGunslinger "...pssst, hey. hey. i, uh, i ain't judgin' your life choices or anythin' but--"
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Yes, because that was an easy task.
<cC|Casters> ".. And you will have a companion forever if you wish."
<imaginaryClarity> Amber stopped hiding her eyes and looked up, once everything seemed okay she calmed down.
-*- abstersiveTournure But. Best not to take away the...dubiously-stable boy's hope.
-*- chthonianGunslinger "d'y'think maybe y'shouldn't, like, wave a fuckin' sword 'round a public place."
-*- chthonianGunslinger "i dunno, s'--"
-*- chthonianGunslinger "s'jus' a thought."
<cC|Casters> "Its sheathed." she growled at dante.
-*- chthonianGunslinger !
-*- abstersiveTournure (...what if it broke again? "Eternal" until it was shattered --
<ApprehensiveGuardian> ((forget that, she's giving a dengerous weapon to a psychopathic child))
<cC|Casters> "It wont harm anyone, even if it was used in this state nobody could be harmed."
-*- chthonianGunslinger Christ, nice to see you too lady.
-*- abstersiveTournure Growl.
<ApprehensiveGuardian> ((*dangerous))
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> He runs a pale finger along contours of the blade's sheath.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Rrr--
<cC|Casters> "Anyway, once fixed, the only way it will break again is if it is separated from you by a great distance."
-*- chthonianGunslinger No, hell no, he's better than that. He's already slipped once today. Fuck him if he was going to do it twice.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (...What's this about fixing an age old eternal katana again?)
-*- abstersiveTournure He threw the woman a hard-eyed glare. One does not simple act aggressive toward his brother.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Nudge.
<abstersiveTournure> [simply even]
<abstersiveTournure> [simple E]
-*- chthonianGunslinger Hey, hey, c'mon, don't act like that. Not in public.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Someone's gotta keep some semblance of sanity in this place.
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Hmph. Whatever.
<cC|Casters> "Also, pardon me for growling sir. Its a bit of a habit."
-*- chthonianGunslinger "uh-huh, sure, all is f'given."
-*- chthonianGunslinger Not sarcastic at all.
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> Rubedo heard growling and then it happened, a searing red hot aura shrouded him.  Vergil wasn't the only overprotective twin in this place, the aura died down as he heard things calm down.
<abstersiveTournure> [Trollmegle more like Twinmegle]
-*- chthonianGunslinger "but m'jus' sayin', havin' a sword sheathed is like havin' a gun holstered."
<abstersiveTournure> [Overprotective twinmegle]
-*- chthonianGunslinger "either way, m'pretty sure someone's gonna give a shit."
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-*- chthonianGunslinger "namely, th'librarian."
<-> ApprehensiveGuardian is now known as DemomicEnvy
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> "Let me see this blade, I heard my father said my blood has healing properties,  I want to see if Dr. Yuriev is right,"
-*- DemomicEnvy arkham is the librarian actually.
<cC|Casters> "Now child, put both hands over the sword and focus your energy on her...... Fix the broken metal with your mind. It will respond if you focus hard." she was ignoring everyone but Albedo now.
-*- PurpleKoopa holy shit is this a library or the batman prison
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Please don't stare at him like that, librarian dude.
<DemomicEnvy> ((Pft, wrong arkham :P))
<cC|Casters> "Or if your blood has healing properties, thatcould work. But it would be preferable if you didnt hurt yourself again."
-*- chthonianGunslinger You give him the heebie jeebies.
-*- chthonianGunslinger The kind of heebie jeebies that he really can't put his finger on, you know? Like.
-*- DemomicEnvy /stares/, /he/ is here hmm?
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-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward Albedo's sudden bravery was out of character.  He felt  Rubedo mentally nudge him forward. "Okay Rubedo...." he mumbled. "...I took my head off once and here I am, what part of survives anything do you not get,"
<ZeeZee> SO I WAS BOOTED APPARENTLY?
-*- chthonianGunslinger Like some kind of creepy bad omen, minus the big black dog or the babysitting hanging herself on the roof.
<ZeeZee> (And wow, wrong chat.)
<-> ZeeZee is now known as PA|KS
-*- abstersiveTournure ...She. She wasn't a threat. (Not yet.) He focused on the sleek surface of the scabbard, listening silently to the instructions -- to his brother's breathing, his heartbeat. Sounded strange, somehow.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Uh.
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> He ends up setting his thumb in his mouth and bites down on it until he drew blood and possibly crushed bone.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Fix the magic katana with his mind and/or blood?
-*- PA|KS NOW goes back to his book.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Oh hell, maybe Verge was right.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger Agh, no, this-- this didn't seem right. Sure, the kid needed something to hold onto, maybe, but.
<cC|Casters> The metal of the sword is snow white with flecks of brilliant gold. The hilt was gold, like the flecks of color as well. It was odd but pretty looking.
-*- chthonianGunslinger But not some weird psuedo voodoo bullshit!
-*- chthonianGunslinger That's where all these kooks came from.
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> Rubedo watched as he instinctively holds Amber's hand. He was worrying too much now and the Precursor eased his thoughts somewhat.
<cC|Casters> She sighed. "Alright, dont listen to me about the blood then...."
<cC|Casters> She specifically told him he shouldnt hurt himself.
-*- DemomicEnvy whats wrong with voodoo? If it gives power
-*- chthonianGunslinger If it's the right kind of voodoo, creepy librarian dude.
-*- abstersiveTournure He tried not to think of the similarities. Tried not to think about the fact that they -- they weren't likely to die, not of old age. (Was he looking at himself, if Dante ever -- he --)
<DemomicEnvy> arkham laughs evilly
-*- abstersiveTournure (What would he ever do --)
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Ugh.
<DemomicEnvy> just.. Randomly
-*- chthonianGunslinger That guy always gave him the creeps. How his bro could stand to last more than a few minutes here, he'd never know.
<imaginaryClarity> Amber let Rubedo hold her hand as she looked around nervously.
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> Albedo lets some of his blood drip down to the blade.  He seemed relatively at ease seeing his blood.  He didn't yelp at the pain biting his thumb brought nothing.
-*- abstersiveTournure He always had that one book that smelled ancient, nevermind the strange design on the cover, and Vergil was determined to get a look at it. It was too interesting.
<cC|Casters> The crack in the metal sealed up almost instantly, and there was a faint thrum of energy around the sword. A voice seemed to come from it. ".... I....... H...a...ed..... Where....?"
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> [Sadly Gale has no idea she's going to be stuck with a total maniac.]
<imaginaryClarity> (Welp)
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh, right, like he'd ever let you touch that one. That's probably, like, his freakin' baby or somethin'.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Weirdo.
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-*- chthonianGunslinger ...His daughter was alright, though.
<cC|Casters> "............. I.... Who are you...?"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Sort of.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Oh.
-*- chthonianGunslinger The sword was talking.
-*- chthonianGunslinger . . .
-*- chthonianGunslinger Okay.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Still not a Devil Arm.)
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> "I-I... am URTV Unit 667, Albedo Piazzolla," the white haired boy murmurs
<imaginaryClarity> "Rubedo..this doesn't seem...right." She said quietly.
-*- abstersiveTournure (A Devil Arm wouldn't be broken.)
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<cC|Casters> "You are my wielder... I can feel it. My name is Gale..." the sword began to glow softly. "Could you set me down for a moment, Albedo?"
<ApprehensiveGuardian> ((Stupid internet))
<cC|Casters> ((*wielder now...))
<-> ApprehensiveGuardian is now known as DemonicEnvy
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward The white haired youth set the blade down.  He was genuinely smiling.
-*- chthonianGunslinger "(...so, uh, is this like a regular thing here?)"
-*- chthonianGunslinger "(or is this a weekend only kind of thing?)"
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Look, he's gotta cope with this crazy bolshevik somehow, alright?
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> [I am tempted to be Yuriev/Adult!Nigredo I swear the temptation is great]
<cC|Casters> The katana changed forms into a girl that looked to be about The same age as Albedo looked. Gale stood up slowly. She had super pale skin, dirty blonde hair, and gold eyes. "Its... Nice to meet you."
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> "If it makes Albedo happy...."
<imaginaryClarity> (Do it if you want)
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> [Time bullshit will give the trio of URTVs a headache though.]
<imaginaryClarity> "I..but..I mean, I guess so.."
-*- DemonicEnvy such power, he can feel it in his spine, or well in his book, a demon arm? Hmm
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...
<imaginaryClarity> (Then whatever xD)
-*- DemonicEnvy wants it
-*- chthonianGunslinger . . .
-*- abstersiveTournure Hah. "(Biweekly.)" He sounded serious, almost, standing with all the usual grace of a predator. "(I believe the librarian is responsible, yes.)"
-*- chthonianGunslinger . . .
-*- PA|KS speaking of librarian where were they? It was far too LOUD in the LIBRARY.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Okay, no, no, this isn't happening. There is no way on heaven and earth that this was even remotely real.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Seriously, what.
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-*- chthonianGunslinger This has gotta be one of 'em crazy lucid dreams, right? The ones when you know where you're dreaming but you still dream anyway?
-*- abstersiveTournure "(Come on,)" he urged at a low sigh, tucking his pager in his pocket. "(Let's go. Too much...bizarreness happening here.)" As if in response to Dante's very thoughts.
-*- PA|KS gets up, eyes shut tight before gathering the book he was reading and putting it away. Time to leave, he was not going to stand for this fuckery much longer.
<furiousLegume> "Welcome you to the idiocy," mutters a little green man in a big red cape.
-*- chthonianGunslinger In that case, he wants a sandwich.
-*- PA|KS especially not in a LIBRARY.
-*- chthonianGunslinger No, a pizza.
<DemonicEnvy> "If you people are going to flaunt your power in transformation do it quietly!" He calls to the group
<abstersiveTournure> [Arkham for best librarian]
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> Albedo looked at Rubedo and Amber. His elation turned into outright jealousy.  That's why he attacks Olivine so often as he does, she always got in the way between him and his brothers.
-*- PA|KS walks out, cape trailing after.
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> ".....Rubedo!"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Yyyyeah, that'll do it. One with all the wor-- no, no, no olives. Everything but olives. Yeah.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Oh wow did that actually work.
<cC|Casters> "Are you okay...?" she murmurs softly to Albedo. Only a few minutes into being awake for the first time in forever and bad things were already happening...
-*- DemonicEnvy sword? What sword? Thats a large toothpick that also happens to be a person
<furiousLegume> "A depopulating would have the helpfulness, I am thinking."
-*- abstersiveTournure ...
-*- chthonianGunslinger Holy Heavens Above, it worked! Seriously! For real! Man, he thinks he can get used to this lucid dreaming stu--
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> The redhead was snapped back into reality. "Oh no... not this stupid song and dance...."
-*- chthonianGunslinger "...awww man, i said no olives!"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Tch, knew it was too good for real.
-*- DemonicEnvy schemey fingers
-*- chthonianGunslinger Whatever, he'll just, like, pick 'em out or something. Ugh.
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward He forgot Albedo was a jealous mess. "Amber get outta here,"
-*- chthonianGunslinger No good cheatin' dream logic.
-*- PA|KS are there anchovies on that pizza?
-*- abstersiveTournure "Must you maintain your ridiculous eating habits?"
-*- abstersiveTournure "You just brought Chinese."
-*- chthonianGunslinger Ew, why would there ever be anchovies?
-*- abstersiveTournure Pseudo-Chinese.
-*- PA|KS because they fucking rock, duh.
<cC|Casters> "Thank you so much for fixing me." she said quickly, trying to calm the white haired boy down
<imaginaryClarity> "....O..okay!" She got up and went to run for the door.
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward Rubedo knew what was going to happen.  He'll be fighting with Albedo over this whole mess.
-*- chthonianGunslinger "wow dude, rude. y'know i got that f'y', right? god, y'such an ungrateful lil' ball of h a t e.' " he faux lamented, lifting himself up with his free hand.
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> "Albedo calm down!"
-*- chthonianGunslinger "but fine, whatever, we can take that too if y'want."
-*- chthonianGunslinger "i know dave loves that cruddy egg foo young stu--"
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Ohhhh.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Geeze.
<cC|Casters> Gale took his hand tentatively. Her skin was cool and smooth, like metal only much softer.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Not this again.
-*- chthonianGunslinger This has gotta be, what, the third time this--
-*- chthonianGunslinger Uh.
-*- PA|KS hey that egg foo young stuff is good shit aight?
-*- chthonianGunslinger This period of time that sorta feels like a week if you squint.
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward He felt his brother's weight, the scent of blood hits his nose. "Get off of... ME!" He yelled as he let the Red Dragon aura shroud him.
-*- chthonianGunslinger if it's soooooo good then, why don't y'jus' make it y'self?
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-*- chthonianGunslinger y'know how hard it is t'find a dreambubble with this garbage? i sure as hell can't think it up!
-*- PA|KS because some times i like to eat someone /elss/ cooking dante.
-*- chthonianGunslinger that's probably how we got in this mess in th'first place.
-*- PA|KS why are you even still there come back and give me the fucking chinese
-*- chthonianGunslinger y'wander too far out, n'suddenly y'in college studyin' t'be a criminalogist with some stoner dude n' a dog.
-*- PA|KS give
-*- chthonianGunslinger d'y'know how long i was on that sting, dave?
<DemonicEnvy> "Hey now, if you're going to fight, dont destroy any books, and keep it quiet!"
-*- chthonianGunslinger f'you?
-*- PA|KS me the ch0what?
<cC|Casters> "/Albedo!/"
-*- PurpleKoopa look at these red miles
-*- PA|KS gasp.
-*- PA|KS dante you... no...
-*- PA|KS you cant escape the miles man.
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward The white haired youth stumbled back, his right arm was completely missing. A crazy grin was on his face. "Hey... you shouldn't get too angry brother, remember Olivine always told us not to fight....."
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...Oh fffffeatherface, time to go. It's this kind of shit that attracts the mean ol' Grinch.
-*- chthonianGunslinger "...c'mon verge, let's get outta dodge 'fore th'Yuletide Bogeyman starts poofing up n' over here."
-*- chthonianGunslinger "i'm not really in a mood t'push my click clock skills t'th'limit, y'know?"
<imaginaryClarity> Amber got outside and immediately stopped. She sat on ground and frowned.
-*- PA|KS oh but dante
-*- PA|KS didnt you know?
-*- PA|KS the yuletitde bogeyman is... ALREADY HERE.
-*- chthonianGunslinger !!!
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-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward  His powers soon replaced the missing limb.  The immortal was livid. "Why were you with /her/! TELL ME! TELL ME!"
-*- abstersiveTournure "It was not me who decided to come here. It was me who said minutes ago that we should go." Your listening skills are excellent as always, dear brother.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...seriously dude, don't scare me like that!
<cC|Casters> Gale shifted into Katana form, and somehow was now strapped to Albedo's waist. She sent him a message through thier weak mental link. -Albedo calm yourself-. Uh oh, Curet didnt tell him about that..... Sword beats and thier wielders developed a mental link slowly. Why did she leave that out....?
-*- chthonianGunslinger y'gonna drive me six feet under, man. again.
<furiousLegume> "Yuletide... Bogeyman? Tell to Fawful, who is this one to strike such a fear to you?"
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...ah, christ-- look, we'll be back soon, okay? y'll get y'dear egg foo fuckin' yung soon enough.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Click.
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward Albedo growled angrily as he chased after Amber.  He'll show her, never to get him jealous. -You don't understand!-
-*- PA|KS sorry man cant help it now get that chinese back h-god damnit.
-*- chthonianGunslinger "well, 'scuse me, but it wasn't my idea either."
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-*- chthonianGunslinger Blue eyes? What blue eyes? That shit is clearly fog and nothing more.
<mib_jlj145> ((i dcd what did i miss?))
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward "He's gonna kill her, someone help me knock some sense into him!"
<-> mib_jlj145 is now known as cC|Casters
-*- imaginaryClarity The girl quickly stood up in instinct and began to panic.
-*- chthonianGunslinger "m'jus' tryin' t'help a bro out, okay? s'called doin' a favor. y'should try it sometime."
-*- crimsonChild|undyingCoward Rubedo's blue eyes were glowing bright red as he kept the aura up.  He knew he was going to regret getting into this. "Anyone?"
-*- chthonianGunslinger Snatch. There goes the Chinese, both bags precariously balanced between his free hand. No way he's gonna let this pizza go. Olives or no, it had to be one of his better dream pizzas yet.
-*- abstersiveTournure "Allow me to do one now and point out that the more time you spend talking, the less you spend moving. Tick-tock, m'lady." (Never letting that go.)
<cC|Casters> -Listen to me! Calm yourself down. Your brother there has a companion, now you do too. Just think.... I'll stay your friend for as long as you want me around- Gale told the white haired boy, switching tactic
-*- chthonianGunslinger "yeah, whatever, sir poofy pants. le's split this place, 'fore we turn into lucky charms chow."
<cC|Casters> *tactics))
-*- chthonianGunslinger "hopefully we won't turn into a pair of cats or dogs or worms along th'way."
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> -She's not like us..,. we don't know why she's there!-
-*- chthonianGunslinger This was exactly way he hated going outside the manor. Who knew what the bubbles would do to your mind? That college one really--
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...
-*- chthonianGunslinger Really did a number on him.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (A bad one.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (He.)
-*- abstersiveTournure ...
-*- chthonianGunslinger (He didn't like to think about it much.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger "(...)"
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> -It's always been me..... Rubedo and Nigredo! Now Olivine showed up and then her!-
-*- chthonianGunslinger "(...next time m'tellin' him t'get his own damn chinese crap.)"
<cC|Casters> -Maybe she just wants to befriend them. Why not give her a chance... You were willing to give me a chance, were you not?-
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> Rubedo went outside he heard what Gale was trying to do. "Albedo you clingy idiot!"
-*- chthonianGunslinger ....Siiiiigh. "c'mon, we goin' or not?"
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> -Maybe no! He's always with her....-
-*- abstersiveTournure "...Yes, yes. Come on. Give me that bag. You're going to spill it." Snatch. He nudged his brother and started toward the door, ignoring the utter chaos around them (it was normal) and keeping shoulder to shoulder. They were okay -- things were okay, and they were headed home now. Dante was okay.
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> Rubedo looked at Amber. "Please don't panic...."
<cC|Casters> -And I will always be with you. If you allow me to at least-
-*- chthonianGunslinger (At least they're not screwing.)
-*- abstersiveTournure There was a reason he'd agreed (insisted on) coming, after all.
-*- abstersiveTournure (That was a nice change.)
<imaginaryClarity> "W...what's happening..?" She asked, looking at Rubedo.
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Mmmmm, it got a lot older than he thought it would.)
-*- abstersiveTournure (Speaking of Lucky Charms...wonder if he liked desperate and dubiously successful attempts at resembling Chinese?)
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> "Albedo is being jealous...."
-*- chthonianGunslinger (UGH.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Man, y'boyfriend's picky.)
-*- abstersiveTournure (Heh. It's what's available --)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (UGH.)
-*- abstersiveTournure (He's n--)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Heheheh.)
-*- PA|KS (Gasp Vergil you have a ~boyfrand~? you didnt tell me)
<cC|Casters> -I may be bound to you physically, but Im not bound to care about you.... I /choose/ to. Maybe that girl chooses on her own to care about Rubedo...-
-*- abstersiveTournure (...(hrrghrrhrrgh.))
-*- PA|KS (and here i thought you two would just end up buddies but i guess you /really/ hit it off)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Heeeeeheheheh. Face it bro, you can't hide nothin' from him.)
<imaginaryClarity> (oh no...)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (You are incorrigble.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Thanks!)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (He tries, he really does. :3c)
<imaginaryClarity> "..That's scary though."
-*- abstersiveTournure (Quiet. We still have to navigate our way back to the worthless ill-furnished structure we unfortunately call home, so if you would...)
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> "Perhaps...." he relaxed
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Fine, fine, we're going, we're going.)
-*- PA|KS (dante we should chaperone them on a date make sure theyre not doing anything /horrible/)
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> "I'm sorry..."
-*- abstersiveTournure (He's. Navigating.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (...Hah, like that would ever happen.)
<crimsonChild|undyingCoward> "Boys!"
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Uh, excuse me, who's the Time player here?)
-*- PA|KS (we can pretend man.)
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Is it you?)
<abstersiveTournure> [no he meant he as in Dante]
<cC|Casters> -You dont need to apologize to me hun-
-*- chthonianGunslinger (Is it?)
<chthonianGunslinger> (oH)
<abstersiveTournure> [gET WITH THE ANTECEDENTS CG]
<abstersiveTournure> [/GOSH/]
<chthonianGunslinger> (/WHOOPS/)
<chthonianGunslinger> (SCRATCH ALL OF THAT SASS)
-*- abstersiveTournure (You cannot pretend --)
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...You know, sometimes he felt like this whole Time player wasn't as fan-fucking-tastic as it was cracked up to be.
-*- abstersiveTournure Or maybe the whole player thing.
-*- chthonianGunslinger People always taking advantage of your awesome badass skills, telling you to navigate this, navigate that--
-*- chthonianGunslinger Meanwhile, his brother cruises through unlife by destroying friendship.
-*- PA|KS (you cannot stunt my imagination vergil)
-*- chthonianGunslinger Seriously.
-*- abstersiveTournure Stop attempting to navigate that muddled thoughtless process you call a mind and navigate this.
-*- chthonianGunslinger Whatever, time to split.
-*- abstersiveTournure He'll trade any day.
-*- chthonianGunslinger AND THEN THEY TURNED INTO DOGS.
<cC|Casters> The thrum of energy around the katana at Albedo's waist is faint now that they both had calmed down, but was still there.
-*- chthonianGunslinger ...BUT THEY STILL GOT THE EGG FOO YUNG BACK.
-*- PA|KS AT LEAST YOU DID /SOMETHING/ RIGHT.