Adventures of Dantgil in #Dickmegle - Part 5

-*- cocksureGuttersnipe is the gang all here or
-*- DemenKittyJaspers /I/'/m/ enough of a gang
-*- DemenKittyJaspers mrow
-*- Nertro I'm a gang also
-*- Nertro goes to war with DemonKittyJaspers
-*- DemenKittyJaspers Gangwars ensue
<-> DemenKittyJaspers is now known as Crips
<-> You are now known as Bloods
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe guys no
-*- Crips lets fuCKIN GO
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe water u doin
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe don't you know it's all about the
<-> cocksureGuttersnipe is now known as hellsAngels
-*- Bloods aw it's so oN
-*- hellsAngels B[
-*- Crips  I'LL TAKE YOU ALL ON
-*- Bloods aw hell with you man
-*- Bloods HEADSTRONG I'LL TAKE YOU ON
-*- Bloods HEADSTRONG I'LL TAKE ON ANYONE
-*- Bloods yeah that's my childhood oops?
<-> You are now known as abstersiveTournure
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<-> hellsAngels is now known as cocksureGuttersnipe
<-> Crips is now known as AndyStJohn
-*- AndyStJohn will]]
-*- AndyStJohn think of a proper handle l8r]]
<cocksureGuttersnipe> [andy pandy]
<cocksureGuttersnipe> [:y]
<-> AndyStJohn is now known as handyAndy
<-> handyAndy is now known as The_Andyman
<cocksureGuttersnipe> [perf]
-*- The_Andyman I'm so proud of this]]
-*- abstersiveTournure Rightfully so]
<-> PounceFurLeon is now known as Caliborn
-*- Caliborn blasts them all away with way more bullets than necessary
-*- abstersiveTournure but that's so r ude
-*- The_Andyman Ending this rp before it even starts oop
-*- Caliborn that was the plan
-*- Caliborn to nip it in the bud
-*- Caliborn and you...  got one
<-> Caliborn is now known as foureyedFeline
-*- The_Andyman Fff but yes hold on while I
-*- The_Andyman Try to type up an intro
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-*- The_Andyman Deaths weren't pretty. They weren't peaceful. And god, were they not silent. Maybe one day, long, long ago, they /could/ have been a lot less gruesome, a lot less... /viscious/. But when things hit the fan? When the /dead/ getting up to eat anything with meat on it? Hah, you'd be lucky to get just a bullet in the head. But even with those ever present, oh
<The_Andyman> grim standards, Andy's death was still just as gut-wrenchingly terrible.
-*- The_Andyman ... But hey, that's in the past now, right? 'Sides! Being dead ain't so bad as it turned out to be. Especially compared to the alternative. These bubbles sure are some fancy works, if he does say so himself. For once, him and his family can finally be at ease.
-*- The_Andyman ... More or less, anyhow.
-*- The_Andyman The mansion looming in the distance, green as grass and big as ever just /begged/ to be investigated. Maybe they're some friendly folk! And  if that's the case...
-*- The_Andyman Well, shoot! It'd be downright rude not to invite the new neighbors down for some good old fashioned dinner.
-*- The_Andyman Georgia style.
<non> oh shit are you gonna make us some chitlins)
-*- The_Andyman So, that's exactly what he found himself doing-- rather leisurely, as a matter of fact. Why the rush? The dead people 'round ain't gonna do nothing no more. And what's the worst that they could do? /Double/ /kill/ /him/? Haw.
-*- The_Andyman Worn knuckles rapped against the front door to announce his pressence-- sure, he could always mosey on in himself, but one of the few things the apocalypse didn't take from him was his manners. Mama made sure of that, bless her heart.
<non> maybe some rotel dip)
<non> it aint a party without the rotel)
-*- The_Andyman Damn best chitlins y'all ever did eat--
-*- The_Andyman Y'could say they're
-*- The_Andyman T'die fer
<non> yesssss)
<abstersiveTournure> [is that everything]
<abstersiveTournure> ['cause it's gorgeous]
<abstersiveTournure> [Georgiaous]
<The_Andyman> [[Georgiaous yes]]
<The_Andyman> [[But fff that is everything yiss uvu]]
<abstersiveTournure> [ok, sorry, Jasp -- CG and I were]
<abstersiveTournure> [uh]
<abstersiveTournure> [collaborating]
-*- abstersiveTournure "That was a /cheap/ shot. Are you trying to /kill/ me?"
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe "oh, don't be such a baby! i didn't even aim that high!"
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-*- abstersiveTournure Frown. "We agreed not to aim for vital areas, even despite our apparent inability to die again."
<The_Andyman> [[Fff, it is cool Nitro uvu]]
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Pout. "it's always somethin' vital when guns are involved, ain't it? don't matter if i shoot yer spleen, yer hand, or the skin of yer teeth."
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe "what d'you want me t'do? replace all my bullets with paint balls? or are nerf darts more t'yer likin'?"
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-*- abstersiveTournure On the flat rooftop of an immense verdant manor, a young man sighed in exasperation and straightened up from his formerly low, precisely balanced stance, a tiger uncurling from a defensive crouch. He glanced uncertainly at the wall at his elbow that fell away down the shingled slope, as though the spire of the building had been sliced off and a floor put in its place. "I nearly fell off the edge dodging that," he pointed out dryly, taking a step away as though the edge would give way at any moment. Heights had never stopped unnerving him, a little, if he wasn't moving.
<abstersiveTournure> [omf where'd it cut off]
<cocksureGuttersnipe> [ "I nearly fell off the edge dodging that," h]
-*- abstersiveTournure "I nearly fell off the edge dodging that," he pointed out dryly, taking a step away as though the edge would give way at any moment. Heights had never stopped unnerving him, a little, if he wasn't moving.
-*- abstersiveTournure And this place had not stopped being strange, either. He had to wonder where this manor came from, whose memory it was -- no one seemed to claim it, and it seemed out of place with the rest of what he'd seen of the landscape.
-*- abstersiveTournure And, in face, the landscape had been anything and everything -- rolling emerald hills, a distant seacoast, bald mountains. Almost to the point where he'd stopped noticing. The battle was null, so he took a look from his vantage to see what it was today.
-*- abstersiveTournure ...
-*- abstersiveTournure "Dante. Do you know who in this place has the memory of farmland?"
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Another young man, almost identical in pallor and form, was far too busy fuming to think about any of that garbage. Goddamnit, he almost had him there! Just another shot and the battle would've been his. It already took him an eternity getting Vergil out of his face with that glorified toothpick of his. Cost him his sword, too -- it had been knocked away moments before, resting just a few yards away.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe But noooo, Vergil had to stop the entire thing just so he could play rules lawyer. Probably knew he was gonna lose too. What a sore loser.
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-*- cocksureGuttersnipe But while his victory may had been squandered, it'd be a cold day in hell when his brother would best him verbally. "oh, boo freakin' hoo. i'm cryin' a river over here."
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-*- cocksureGuttersnipe "who cares if you almost chopped my goddamn head off? you almost fell."
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe "ohhhh, you poor thing. d'you need a bla-"
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-*- cocksureGuttersnipe ...
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-*- cocksureGuttersnipe ...
-*- abstersiveTournure ...?
-*- The_Andyman seduces the update
-*- KnightStrider will walk right the fuck on into wherever, which is right now the living room, sitting down with a small notebook and pen and scouring the room for inspiration.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Hey. Heeeey. He's talking to you here! Don't just turn away from him!
-*- KnightStrider turn away from him.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe What is he even looking at...?
-*- KnightStrider do it.
-*- KnightStrider something far cooler than you apparently.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe What was so important that it would make him ignore his own brother?
-*- The_Andyman All the cool kids visit the St. John Dairy
-*- The_Andyman Canon
-*- KnightStrider wait wait, can I change my answer?
-*- The_Andyman We've got a fuckin' /swing/
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe ...Oh. A farm. Gee. How exciting.
-*- tophatTimelady and on that farm
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe He even asked a question about it. Oh, that's cute. That's real cute. Fine, whatever, he'd answer it.
-*- tophatTimelady there is a dog
-*- tophatTimelady and bingo
-*- KnightStrider was not his name.
-*- KnightStrider his name.
-*- tophatTimelady was his name-o
-*- KnightStrider was BONECRUSHER.
-*- tophatTimelady something something shut up I'm singing Bobby McDarin's hit tune
-*- KnightStrider what's the dream bubble they're in? If you don't mind Dave heading over I mean.
- {Day changed to Tue Nov 20 00:00:00 2012}
<abstersiveTournure> [They're kinda on the roof right now, but they're not gonna be in a few seconds.]
-*- KnightStrider then again, he's pretty good at ruining moments.
<KnightStrider> (Okay.)
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-*- tophatTimelady and then suddenly a robot falls out of the sky--
-*- tophatTimelady but not really
-*- KnightStrider god damn robuts.
-*- KnightStrider robutts.
-*- tophatTimelady rubbutts
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe "...i dunno. never seen any of 'em rural types hang out 'round here. could be anyone's." is his mumbled response, shoving his hands into his baggy pockets. Fucking hell, as if a farm was more important than their epic duel.
<cocksureGuttersnipe> *as he shoved]
<cocksureGuttersnipe> [ah jesus]
<cocksureGuttersnipe> [i don't]
-*- KnightStrider whatever the case this room was stricken bare of any and all inspiration and so Dave picked his bored ass up and went, OUTDOORS! God fucking damn he hadn't done that in a whil-What the fuck was that?
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe THough, he wondered...
-*- abstersiveTournure by the way Dave
-*- abstersiveTournure there's a guy standing at the door
-*- abstersiveTournure he knocked
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe They never officially called the battle off, and Rebellion was just laying behind him...
-*- abstersiveTournure I forogot to mention???? oop
-*- KnightStrider good, I was talking about him.
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-*- KnightStrider what the fuck is that?
-*- abstersiveTournure what the fuck is THAT Andy
-*- tophatTimelady what
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Maybe if he lifted his hand just so...
-*- KnightStrider are you going to pop the bubble?
-*- KnightStrider are you going to...
-*- KnightStrider TOUCH THE BUTT?
-*- tophatTimelady butt nuns
-*- The_Andyman Fff yes hi I'm here hold on]]
-*- KnightStrider will just sort of stare that human looking THING down for a little bit... Not that Andy could see, since, well, shades and all.
-*- The_Andyman Oh! Well, was 'bout time. Here he was, starting to worry that he was one've the only souls left in this bubble. A hand is waved welcomingly to the knight of time with an equally welcoming grin. "Well howdy! Shoot, was startin' to think that this here house was /deader/ than I thought." He gives a half-hearted little laugh at his own joke-- despite the obv
-*- abstersiveTournure But the boy's opponent had already returned his weapons to their abstract sheaths, his strife specibus serving to do so without him so much as twitching. "I believe we have a newcomer."
<The_Andyman> ious bitterness underlining it. "I'm Andy St. John-- is th'man of th'house 'round?"
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<KnightStrider> man of the house? man you better hope not hed double dead us all for fucking sure
-*- abstersiveTournure It wasn't like he was feeling spectacularly friendly or anything. Hardly. But he remembered drifting and being trapped in memories for so long, and snapping out of it to disorientation and a sense of terror. He couldn't know for sure that that was the case for everyone, but he was not eager to simply let someone suffer that.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe ...Oh, he didn't even have his weapon out anymore. Downing him like this wouldn't feel fair, let alone victorious. It could hardly even be called a victory, for christ's sakes.
<-> tophatTimelady is now known as Rabbit
-*- Rabbit I'm really tempted to just show up except it'd be more like
-*- Rabbit continue being there
-*- KnightStrider yes good.
-*- Rabbit with rocket boots
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Rebellion had already been recalled into his hand-- the blade had erupted in a shower of sparks as it dragged itself along the floor, a move that Dante would begrudgingly admit wasn't very stealthy at all-- but the damage had been done. With a low, disappointed groan and a shake of his head, the sword had disappeared into whatever mysterious aether all specibi festered in.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Begrudgingly, the only thing left to do was join his brother in whatever tedious thing he was doing now. Seriously, people watching? People watching?
<The_Andyman> "That so?" He decided not to dwell on that, too much. Was probably nothin', anyway-- just some exaggeration by a kid with glasses. "Well then, I'll have t'make sure not t'get on his bad side. Was hopin' t'have a word with th'fella! Don't want t'be a bad neighbor, and all."
<The_Andyman> "Th'misses, then?"
<KnightStrider> ...
-*- KnightStrider a snort of laughter. "damn i wish there was maybe itd calm the guy down but nah best you got is the handyman or doc but neither of them have really been around lately so youll have to stick with me for now"
-*- abstersiveTournure Ah, dear brother. You lack the precision and the stealth to catch him off guard. Stick with brute force. It suits you better. The clattering was a dead giveaway.
-*- abstersiveTournure Nevermind his brother's antics, he was already peering over the edge, down at a yellowish-white-and-red glob far below -- "Is that Strider? And..."
-*- The_Andyman u guise r missing out on some good ol fashioned chitlins down here j/s
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe ...Of course, he found himself singing quite a different tune when he finally joined his brother side. A very different tune indeed. Trolls? Boring. Kids? Even more so.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Cats? Forget about it.
-*- The_Andyman :<
-*- The_Andyman  3:!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe But hillbillies? Now you're talking!
-*- The_Andyman im running out of exclamation murrks here dante look what youre doing to me
-*- Rabbit should I be whistling the Andy Griffith show tune
-*- The_Andyman im so upset at this lack of exclamation marks i may just have to
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-*- The_Andyman burst into song!!!!!!!!
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-*- Rabbit can I even whistle
-*- Rabbit maybe I'll kazoo it instead
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-*- cocksureGuttersnipe It only took him a glance to get him crouching, peering over the side like a gossipy gargoyle. "...why if it ain't billy bob jones jr.!"
<cocksureGuttersnipe> "never thought i'd ever see a good ol' boy down in these parts."
<cocksureGuttersnipe> "...hey, y'wanna bet how many chompers he's still got left in his mouth?"
<The_Andyman> "I'll have t'take yer word fer it, then." Hrmph. The kid's got an /attitude/ on him. Here he was, hoping to meet up with some nice ol' fashioned folks. You know, the american dream-- wife, husband, a daughter and a son with some milk and a newspaper at the doorstep. 'Course. It /was/ a mansion-- in the afterlife, no less. The waving arm was lowered. "Y'see, m
<The_Andyman>  'family recently kicked th'bucket." Lovely conversation starter. "We's were plannin' t'up'nd invite you folks fer some supper when y'all got th'time. Take it there ain't many others in this place y'got here, though?" Least, nobody that he's seen-- the place is, ironically, a ghost town for the most part.
<cocksureGuttersnipe> "personally, i'm bettin' three."
-*- The_Andyman super fukn r00d
-*- abstersiveTournure Eyeroll. "Don't be stupid." He paused, then smirked.
-*- abstersiveTournure "The better question is how many years of his grandmother's sweet potato pie is stuck to the ones that remain."
-*- abstersiveTournure ...He can make jokes too, okay?
-*- Rabbit gold star
<KnightStrider> damn that sounds sweet... here why dont you step inside ill make some biscuits or something to bring over
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-*- abstersiveTournure "Now, shall we greet our new guest?" It did appear that Strider had it, but...still.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Okay, that made him laugh. It was more of a snicker than a laugh, though. Just barely.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe ...Okay, fine, you win. A+. Gold star for you.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe But don't get too attached to it. He's the wisecracker here, got it?
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe "i suppose we'll have t'keep those burnin' questions in mind when we greet 'em, won't we?"
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe "...'course, that's assumin' that mc strudelface hasn't already rapped 'im t'death."
-*- Rabbit strudelface
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-*- KnightStrider hey woah.
-*- abstersiveTournure "Or suffocated him in baked goods."
-*- KnightStrider my raps can't help their killer ability.
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<mib_foolfj> hello?
<The_Andyman> [[Hi, Mib o:]]
<The_Andyman> [[Also aidskadm sorry I'm slow you guys I]]
<The_Andyman> [[Am spriting fff]]
<mib_foolfj> what is this...and....who are you guys. im new to this)
<abstersiveTournure> [Ffff, no worries. CG and I aren't even on the scene yet.]
<cocksureGuttersnipe> "who says it can't be both?"
<cocksureGuttersnipe> [yo yo yo mib]
<cocksureGuttersnipe> [this is dickmegle]
<abstersiveTournure> [Yo, Mib! This is #dickmegle, the land of dicks. We roleplay stuff here.]
<non> join #overflow if you wanna ask junk ooc)
<cocksureGuttersnipe> [mostly dick stuff]
-*- Rabbit diiiiiicks
<non> also dicks)
<abstersiveTournure> [Not always dick stuff, though.]
<cocksureGuttersnipe> [yeah, that would be super super helpful uvu]
<The_Andyman> [[Like r/n I am not doing dick stuff]]
<The_Andyman> [[~*~*Diversity*~*~]]
<non> right now we are having chitlins)
<mib_foolfj> wtf??? did walk into)
<non> dicks, fool)
<cocksureGuttersnipe> "i bet he's workin' on his magnus opus as we speak - the ballad of baguette."
<mib_foolfj> O.O_)
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-*- KnightStrider damnit dante how did you know?
-*- abstersiveTournure "I do hope he improves. I didn't have the heart to tell him that he mixed the batter too much the last time he made brunch."
<cocksureGuttersnipe> "what, that's it? christ, i found an eggshell in my omelette. i'm talkin' a honkin' huge chunk here, too--"
<The_Andyman> "Aw shoot, y'all don't have to bring nothin'-- we've got plenty food t'go 'round!" He reassures, giving a curt nod to emphasize this. Not that food is much of a problem, anymore. Not like it used to be, back in the land of the living. Could it even be called that, anymore? ... He wouldn't dwell on it. "You /sure/ you're th'only soul 'round? Seems like an awfu
<The_Andyman> l big house fer just one kid, an' like I said! We've got enough t'feed /two/ households, hahah."
<KnightStrider> eh theres a lot of us actually some even dreamers but nobody else answered the door... so yeah... we can look for a second or two if you wanna find some more peeps to bring over
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe look there are two creepers on the roof right now!
-*- Rabbit they aren't secretly cannibals are they
-*- KnightStrider shhh
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe man, isn't this a nice house
-*- Rabbit I mean it wouldn't be a problem for me if I showed up but
-*- The_Andyman Where'd y'get an' idea like that
-*- The_Andyman Y'all silly
-*- abstersiveTournure "Come on, then. Let's save him from Strider's creations." He stepped away from the edge and started for the way downstairs, anticipating the slow way down.
-*- KnightStrider hurry up guys I'm about to send him into cardiac arrest from all this sweet strider jazz.
-*- The_Andyman nope it is 2 l8 has a heart attack on the spot
-*- The_Andyman gj dayv
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Dante meanwhile had only stepped further towards the edge, slowly lifting himself up as he searched for a good spot to land. Not like it really mattered - he always stuck his land, no matter what. It was simply a matter of style, you see.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe He flickered his eyes at his brother, as if readying the sig-
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe ...Wait.
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-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Where'd he go?
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-*- Rabbit hey vergil want a lift
-*- Rabbit I have rocket boots
-*- abstersiveTournure omf yes
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe He finds himself in throes of a mini-panic attack as he realized that his brother left without him even noticing--
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Oh.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe There he was.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Right by the stairs, too. What a nerd.
-*- abstersiveTournure Wh--
-*- KnightStrider dork.
-*- abstersiveTournure Vergil halted in his tracks, looked back. You ok, Dante?
-*- KnightStrider eeeeh but at least he can rap.
-*- Rabbit and then, without much warning, an automaton with rocket boots and poor visibility crASHES into Dante and pchooo off they go
-*- KnightStrider good.
-*- Rabbit is wearing those goggles because apparantly he doesn't know any better
-*- KnightStrider I approve of this.
-*- KnightStrider good.
-*- Rabbit they're meant for /welding/
-*- KnightStrider I approve even more now.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Whatever. Don't give him that look, he's fine. You hear him? He's fine. Look, he'll prove it--
-*- KnightStrider so much for fine.
<cocksureGuttersnipe> "where d'you think yer goin'? down the stairs? c'mon, ya carebear. y'know you can do better than that.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe See? Fine.
<The_Andyman> "Well, if it ain't too much trouble-- would seem mighty rude if we couldn't bring everyone on down to th'dairy! Mama'nd Dan wouldn't mind th'company of some friendly folk, either." Ah, he should've brought some biscuits, now that Dave mentions it-- oh well! Would be better not to fill up before the actual dinner. Wouldn't that be a shame. ... Could ghosts eve
<The_Andyman> n fill up before dinner? Shoot, he didn't know. He's still new to this fancy bubblemagic and al--
-*- The_Andyman Are Dante and Rabbit like plummeting to the ground or
-*- KnightStrider gosh i hope so
-*- Rabbit oh wait I meant to crash into Vergil
-*- KnightStrider OOPS
-*- abstersiveTournure omf I was gonna say
-*- abstersiveTournure you bETRAYING ME HERE, RABBIT?
-*- abstersiveTournure so hurt
-*- abstersiveTournure shedding tears
-*- Rabbit sorry vergil
-*- Rabbit so now I don't know am I crashing into Dante or Vergil
-*- Rabbit you decide
-*- The_Andyman Dante or Vergil
-*- The_Andyman Dave or Jaspers
-*- The_Andyman Carley or Doug
-*- KnightStrider soup or salad.
-*- Rabbit ice cream parade
-*- KnightStrider GOOD.
-*- abstersiveTournure Yeah, right, you're fine. You're about as fine as that guy downstairs gumming on Strider's overcooked rolls. "Stairs are saFE--" OH GOD WHAT
-*- KnightStrider HEY
-*- KnightStrider HEY!!!!
-*- Rabbit weeeeeee
-*- KnightStrider MY ROLLS ARE /NOT/ OVER COOKED!!!
-*- KnightStrider MY ROLLS ARE /PERFECT/
-*- abstersiveTournure It's alright, Strider. Dante's going to imagine you up a cooking basics guide for Christmas.
-*- KnightStrider Psh like I need it.
-*- Rabbit christmas I love christmas o:
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe surprise the chapters are all on pizza
-*- KnightStrider ...
-*- KnightStrider burns the book.
-*- The_Andyman r00d
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe !!!
-*- abstersiveTournure Christmas is a commercialized and overrated holiday.
-*- KnightStrider Rabbit I will get you the best fucking christmas present.
-*- Rabbit yessss
-*- KnightStrider and Dante and Vergil will get socks.
-*- KnightStrider >(
-*- The_Andyman No christmas is nice 3:
-*- KnightStrider Jaspers, you get a good present too.
-*- abstersiveTournure You're all getting word-a-day calendars. Except for Rabbit.
-*- Rabbit awesome those things are b-o-ring
-*- The_Andyman ur getting
-*- The_Andyman a hairball
-*- The_Andyman in ur shoe
-*- The_Andyman  3:<
-*- abstersiveTournure Rabbit gets. Something. He will figure it out later. When he's not being carried off by some rANDOM ROBOT.
-*- KnightStrider the random robot that also happens to be Rabbit.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe JESUS JUMPIN' JACK FLASH, WHAT--
-*- abstersiveTournure Whom he doesn't recognize yet, at least.
-*- Rabbit sorry if I accidentally hit you in the face with the elongated goggle bit, Vergil
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe No, there was no time to think. Only time to act.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe There was a rush of footsteps, a woosh of wind, and he was already off.
-*- Rabbit meanwhile the automaton is grinning and totally thinks he's holding something completely different
-*- Rabbit damn these unfeeling hands
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe A speeding missile of scales, claws, and far too many teeth.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe SKREEEEEEEEEE!
-*- KnightStrider woah man.
-*- KnightStrider woah.
-*- KnightStrider did you forget your pill this morning?
-*- Rabbit oh god what was that noise
-*- Rabbit doesn't try to look over his shoulder-he's learned by now that that is an aweful idea.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe NO TIME TO TALK BROTHER NEEDS SAVING--
-*- KnightStrider sure bonecrusher, whatever you say.
-*- abstersiveTournure OH GOD HE'S FLYING OH GOD THE GROUND IS REALLY FAR WHAT IS CARRYING HIM EVEN
-*- Rabbit I forgot that vergil was afraid of heights
-*- Rabbit whoops
-*- KnightStrider oops.
-*- abstersiveTournure GODDAMN RUDE
-*- KnightStrider WELP.
-*- Rabbit there aren't a lot of heights on a space ship I'm /sorry/ I don't even know if we're the same exact pair of that timeline or what
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe As he advances closer and closer to his target, a storm of plans is already speeding through his mind. God, why'd his brother have to be afraid of heights? It's not like he pushed that hard or anything--
-*- abstersiveTournure Through the freaking out, the panic in the pit of his gut and the birdlike thrumming of his heart, something primal reached out, survivalistic. But he, much unlike his brother, was not prone to loss of control to such instincts. Instead, they were a tool -- honing his mind, pushing fear to fuel his focus. Assess the situation and escape danger.
<abstersiveTournure> [was that cut off]
<cocksureGuttersnipe> [nup]
<abstersiveTournure> [also I am assuming Vergil is from the TM timeline and so would recognize Rabbit, though you can do whatever you'd like, Tits uwu]
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-*- Rabbit kay uwu)
-*- abstersiveTournure He knew more than heard, despite the screech and the beat of leathery wings, his brother hot on his captor's tail. It was a burning tingle in his chest, his throat, something his brother normally held at such a distance. He shifted, tried to get a look at what had him --
-*- abstersiveTournure Uh --
-*- abstersiveTournure "...Rabbit?"
-*- abstersiveTournure Oh, whoops, his voice might have been shaking a little, the height was still scary okay
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe But now wasn't the time for such civilized thoughts, no. All he could think about was lunging at that worthless hunk of junk and soaring off with his brother. In fact, it was the only thing he could think of. A pounding, screaming demand that he couldn't deny. No, he just couldn't. It'd kill him if he didn't--
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe THWACK.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe That's about when he struck, swiping like a hellcat from the deepest depths of Hades.
-*- Rabbit does not like the sound of approaching wing beats, does not like them Sam I a-wait, wrong story. Still, the terrifying and unfamiliar noise was sending his clockwork into a fit and- Something in his head ticked as his name managed to reach his auditory censors. He tried to look down, tried to think of why something was ticking strangely in his head. A mix
<Rabbit> of familiarity and confusion, and then oH GOD
-*- Rabbit if Dante let them, the pair would probably wind up tumbling mid air as the old robot would have to struggle for his balance.
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-*- abstersiveTournure Oh, Dante caught up --
-*- abstersiveTournure No no no no no he's not the enemy
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Too late.
-*- Rabbit makes really upset Rabbit noises
-*- Rabbit and
-*- Rabbit might accidentally spit fire for a moment
-*- abstersiveTournure But thinking was hard between terror and instinct, and all he could do was grip tight to the hands holding him and hope his brother didn't tear their old friend (because it was not the time for semantics) apart.
-*- abstersiveTournure Yes that's the smell of singed hair, but he's oKAY
-*- Rabbit I'm scurred
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe He made his lunge right then and there, snatching his brother up like an eagle taking its prey. Gently, of course. This was hardly prey, no. Hardly prey at all.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe DOES DEVILTE MAKE THE GRADE?
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe VOTE NOW TO CHOOSE!
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-*- Rabbit he gets a gold star for 'please-don't-kill-me'
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-*- Rabbit oops
-*- Rabbit I scurred sollux
<The_Andyman> [[Niiiight]]
<Rabbit> (sweet dreams, Jasp <3)
<abstersiveTournure> [Night, broseph.]
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<cocksureGuttersnipe> (ii've had enough fuckiing death two la2t me a liifetime okay)
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<Rabbit> (and now thii2 2hiit2 goiing on and ii do not want two deal wiith it)
-*- abstersiveTournure The grip was gentle but tight, and his immediate reaction was a deep sense of relief -- his brother wasn't going to drop him. In fact, his grip slackened on the iron arm that had held him before -- but --
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Woosh--]
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-*- cocksureGuttersnipe They were already off, soaring into the wild blue yonder. With a mighty flap of his wings and a low hiss, he--
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe He--
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Jesus christ his wing was on fire--
-*- Rabbit whoops
-*- abstersiveTournure But Dante would not simply save him and let their friend go and sort out this confusion. Dante was angry and protective and impulsive, and would not simply let it go any more than he'd let Vergil go. "It's alright -- he wasn't hurting me," he assured rapidly, knowing Dante could hear him over the whistling wind. "He's not an enemy -- don't --"
-*- abstersiveTournure ...What was that smell--
-*- Rabbit meanwhile, is probably tumbling towards the ground?
-*- abstersiveTournure Oh. Oh, wonderful. "It was an accident," he added, sharp and urgent now -- but it wouldn't be an easy argument to make when his brother's wing was burning, even if it would heal rapidly.
<abstersiveTournure> [omf Rabbit nooooo don't shatter on impact]
-*- Rabbit assumes Rabbit just let go because scary thing but could have held on I don't know
-*- Rabbit will try not to
-*- Rabbit would actually manage to regain some clumsy control, so at least he wouldn't crash going god knows how fast into the ground.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe His brother was saying something, but he could hardly pay attention. He was far too distracted by his plummeting opponent and the horrible, dull feeling of his wing sizzling off. It didn't matter if it would heal or not. They were going down.
-*- abstersiveTournure What a great day.
-*- Rabbit still manages to not stick the landing, though.
-*- Rabbit yaaay crashing
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Just another day in Casa de la Cock.
-*- Rabbit yaaaaay
-*- abstersiveTournure *tula
-*- abstersiveTournure tula is Spanish for dick
-*- abstersiveTournure you may all laugh at Latula's name now
-*- abstersiveTournure I'm not even sure that was Spanish or what because all the romance languages sound so similar
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Another panic attack struck through him as he began to realize just how screwed they were. It writhed and thrashed and struggled in his chest, screeching to get free. But it was silenced underneath the pounding pulse of sheer adrenaline already pumping through, demanding he do something and do it now. Not soon. Now. Fucking now--!
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe The other wing comically splayed out as they reached the ground, acting like a partial parachute to cushion their fall. It just barely compensated for its rapidly decaying companion, helping him just barely stick the landing.
-*- Rabbit that's better then me
-*- abstersiveTournure Conscious thought was gone. That was all there was to the matter. The closer they got to the ground, the less fear was an object -- his mind was a blank slate, sharp as the glint on the edge of his blade, and action and reaction were wholly primal, wholly instinct, but never beyond control. Timing was everything.
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-*- Rabbit is it my turn because
-*- Rabbit Rabbit's sort of buried face first into the dirt and had difficulties surviving his landing in one piece
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-*- Rabbit and probably doesn't want to move
-*- abstersiveTournure And then, a little ways from the ground -- it was a stretch, but it would work -- blue flashed like a solar flare, and he wasn't there anymore -- instead was flat on the ground. For a split second, the force of the fall pins his limbs, pushes him down like those terrible rides Dante took him on at the fair that one time, the ones that would spin so fast he couldn't so much as lift an arm --
-*- abstersiveTournure Then it was gone and he felt sick and disoriented and sick.
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<abstersiveTournure> [Vergil can teleport by the way]
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<Rabbit> (that is a very handy skill)
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe WAIT--
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe VERGE YOU CAN'T--
-*- Rabbit couldn't he have done that when Rabbit abducted him
-*- Rabbit silly vergil
-*- Midna ﹤ＯＯＣ﹥: [00:15:25] * abstersiveTournure you may all laugh at Latula's name now
-*- Midna ﹤ＯＯＣ﹥: you're so late :V
-*- abstersiveTournure tumut I arrive to the party at only the most fashionable times
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe But it was too late, the damage had already been done. The moment that blue light had flashed, he knew his fate had been sealed. With no weight to hold him down, he flew up like a rogue parachute.
-*- abstersiveTournure Which is to say, when it starts
-*- abstersiveTournure Which is to say, when I walk in
-*- Rabbit would Dante fly away side ways because of the one wing getting messed up
-*- abstersiveTournure Alternatively: "You're so late," she said, twenty minutes later.
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-*- Midna ﹤ＯＯＣ﹥: THANK YOU for catching that
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-*- Midna ﹤ＯＯＣ﹥: hahahaha
-*- abstersiveTournure pff, it took me a second to realize
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-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Disorientated and confused, he desperately flapped to gained control. But the fire had destroyed his left wing into nothing but scraps-- and spreading ever still, sizzling and digging into his very spine-- and had rendered it utterly useless. He swung wild to the right, flying like a ninja star, until--
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe BONK.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Right into an oak tree.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe The shock of the impact had destroyed whatever adrenaline he had, replaced only by sheer dizzying pain.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe The world has spun so blindingly out of control, so far out of his grasp, that he had hardly noticed that his infernal form had faded away.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Oh. He was bleeding. All over his face. That was, uh--
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Uggggh.
<abstersiveTournure> [that tree knocked the demon right out of Dante]
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Gonna stop thinking now. Hurts too much. Hurts everywhere.
<cocksureGuttersnipe> [dante you just got your ass kicked by a tree]
<cocksureGuttersnipe> [think you've officially lost your mancred]
-*- abstersiveTournure Dante wasn't okay.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Thanks for noticing.
-*- Rabbit I think the only okay one here is Vergil
-*- abstersiveTournure That was probably the only reason he rolled over, muscles feeling slack, fingers twitching. His brother was not okay, but he was calmer, now. Vergil dragged himself up and tried desperately to keep his balance, to reorient himself -- but it didn't take much to know where his brother was and stumble in that direction.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe What else are you gonna do for us today, Captain Obvious.
-*- abstersiveTournure He was steady and running when he reached the prone form, and he kneeled down, gripping his brother's arm -- that was bleeding a lot, Jesus fucking carpenter in the burning forests of Lebanon --
-*- abstersiveTournure "Stay awake, you idiot; we've g-got to do." His voice was sharp, shaking, not quite choked -- but the words tasted bitter and familiar. "They're wai--"
-*- abstersiveTournure But --
-*- Rabbit didn't see the tumbling twins, the flash of blue, the demon crashing off to the side. (it would have been funny under different circumstances, I bet.) He heard it though, as well as feet running towards whatever crashed into what was probably a tree. He tried to push up and look with bicolored optics, only to find that his arm wasn't doing as he wished.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe "ohhhhh, hey verge." Or at least, he thought it was Verge. Everything was kind of blurry and bright and, god, did it hurt to look. But there was a lot of blue and blue usually meant Vergil unless it meant some of the other dudes. Those were nice dudes. Where'd they go, anyway? He missed them.
-*- abstersiveTournure "--ting," he finished at a low hiss, coughing and tearing up and suddenly overwhelmed -- his breathing was ragged, desperate. They're waiting -- he'd said it before, said it desperately, when there was much, much more blood and pain and wrong --
-*- Rabbit and that's how Rabbit caused another brofeels moment
-*- abstersiveTournure "...Hey," he muttered in response, very slowly collapsing forward and clenching his hands into fists with fingers tangled around his brother's coat, head slumped on solid chest, hearing the fake heart beat within --
-*- abstersiveTournure He knew now it was fake but it felt so present and real like the world was collapsing all over again and Rabbit was injured too and -- he knew now was different but it did not feel like it.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Now it was just Vergil. And boy was he looking pretty shitty right now. Look at him shaking. Though everything was sort of shaking now, all fuzzy and hazy and twirrrrrrly--
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Ow. His head. He wasn't gonna try that again. Don't even try the focusing thing. That hurt like a motherfucker and made his head throb and his skull ache and why was his brother crying?
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe All over his chest and his hands-- oh wow those were bleeding too, that was probably bad-- and his everything and he should really really do something about that. He struggled to focus on his brother, a cloud of blue and white in a sea of fog, and his words almost too muddled to be coherent...
<cocksureGuttersnipe> "...heeey, you okay there? you ain't lookin' too good..."
-*- abstersiveTournure Everything was wrong, so he gripped what he could of the new memories like a vice while his emotions were haywire. Reuniting with a beach outside the door like North Carolina so long ago (like that one place on their planet where they sat for a little while before all was lost), arguing with Strider over lipstick and rapping, rooftop battles that went for as long as the sun never set (it never did unless they told it to), and mostly -- mostly --
<abstersiveTournure> [did that get cut off]
<abstersiveTournure> [also sorry Rabbit]
<abstersiveTournure> [I]
<cocksureGuttersnipe> [ (it never did unless they to]
-*- abstersiveTournure rooftop battles that went for as long as the sun never set (it never did unless they told it to), and mostly -- mostly --
-*- Rabbit shh it is fine nitro I am fine with watching and not knowing where come in but seeing as the cats are being rude it works out0
-*- abstersiveTournure "Dante," he uttered, pleading, desperate, lifting his head and pulling his brother up as though to emphasize the importance of what he had to say between high-pitched, broken words. "You're not a liar -- you -- you weren't lying about being able to imagine away wounds."
-*- abstersiveTournure But logic and memories tell him otherwise -- the wound remained, blood seeping and sticky and pooling, and he didn't think it was Dante's color at all anymore -- he would've done anything to imagine it away himself, would do anything now, but he couldn't, he couldn't, he hadn't been able to do anything but sit and watch and why should it be different now -- he was weak and worthless and he couldn't really control anything.
-*- Midna ﹤ＯＯＣ﹥: cut at "he was weak and worthless"
-*- abstersiveTournure he was weak and worthless and he couldn't really control anything, no matter how he tried.
-*- abstersiveTournure It amounted to nothing, he amounted to nothing, and no amount of desperation would change that.
<abstersiveTournure> [Suddenly self-conscious because I just realized that there could be up to five other people just. Watching this. Silently judging.]
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe ...But hell, he had to try. He to try to be a good brother and not a shitty brother that yelled and shoved a lot and sometimes threatened to throw off cliffs too. Those were all shitty brother things and he didn't want to be a shitty brother.
<abstersiveTournure> [u ok Dante]
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe The sky is lookin' pretty orange today is that normal? He doesn't think that's normal.
<cocksureGuttersnipe> [answer: no nawt rly no]
<abstersiveTournure> [is this like the equivalent of Drunkte]
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe ...Oh yeah, brother stuff. Gotta do that. Real important go go go. Maybe hugs? Hugs were good.
<cocksureGuttersnipe> [omfg it really is]
<abstersiveTournure> [Drunkteen]
<cocksureGuttersnipe> [drunkte is pretty much concussionte]
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-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Just gotta shift himself a little bit and oh wow that hurt a lot and his back is doing a lot of weird things but--
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Okay. Hugs. He did it. They're doing the hugging thing. Climbed this mountain all by himself ain't got no goddamn alpacas here helping him or some shit--
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe ...Ohhh yeah, the imagination thing. All this could just go poof with a sprinkle of fairy dust and uh
-*- abstersiveTournure Sob
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Ohhhh maybe he shouldn't be focusing on that anyway. He'd be okay. Didn't even hurt anyway. Just sort of fuzzy. But his brother was hurting and that was bad and he should do something about that because he cared and didn't hate his bro or some stupid shit like that--
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe They were good now they were pals and they were gonna stay pals and it was gonna be good and.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Good.
<cocksureGuttersnipe> "heeeey dude, dont be like that. its all good. snot like i can die twice, right?"
-*- abstersiveTournure Vergil gripped the body that was half-broken in his mind constrictingly, painfully, because Dante had tried so hard before to lift his arms and grip him while the blood ran and his very life force ebbed and Vergil could feel it, and maybe now it was just a ghostly memory but it felt like it pulled at his own very life force.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Hahahahow it hurts to laugh.
-*- abstersiveTournure And maybe he couldn't die twice. Vergil didn't know. But it felt like it, the same blow all over again, and he was just as worthless to convince his brother to hold on -- because maybe that would make his healing work better, faster, maybe instinct wouldn't be so muddled in scattered brain matter --
-*- abstersiveTournure "Jesus' fucking sacred tassles, why can't you just fix it --"
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe ...Ohhhh no, he's gotta fix something doesn't he. That's not good. He's no good at fixing things. Everyone told him to fix things allll the time and he couldn't do it 'cause he was the worst witch in the wicked west. Dante why can't you fix our timeline this and Dante why you gotta ruin everything that and Arfarf bark woof arf arf arf.
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-*- cocksureGuttersnipe It's funny though. Vergil never asked him to fix anything anymore. He just sort of gave up 'cause his brother sucked at everything. Living black hole of suck. This one must've been really important then.
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-*- cocksureGuttersnipe He should try really really hard then. What's he gotta do again? Uh. Uh. Uhhhh-
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe ...Oh yeah, gotta fix himself. Gotta make the bleeding go away and make the head stop the hurting and maybe make the tears stop a flowing too. Uh. Shit. He can do this. He can so do this. Just gotta. Think realllll happy thoughts.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Like uh--
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Uhhhh god this hurts can he stop doing this now--
-*- abstersiveTournure Riding the rollercoaster with handcuffs and key in pocket --
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe ...Ohhhhh yeah! That was a lot of fun even if Vergil wouldn't stop acting like a pissy little dork and he lost the key and.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Well, mostly just losing the key.
-*- abstersiveTournure But don't think about getting home late to a cold house -- beaches in North Carolina with sunbaked sand that was always impossible to get out of anything --
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Oh, fuck you. That sand was awesome. The sand and the waves and the sunsets and just--
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Everything. Everything was perfect. He never learned how to ride a wave for the life of him but god did he wish e did.
-*- abstersiveTournure Warm arms late at night when they were too young and small to remember much beyond the sense of safety and the sleep-ruffled hair and the patient, soothing voices.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe And how the giant monster had always, always been hiding in his closet waiting for the time to strike...until mom decided to put her foot down and put an end to his reign of tyranny. She walked right into that closet and all he could think was how he had the bravest mom ever.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe When she walked out-- totally and completely unharmed, at that-- she said that all the monster really wanted was a friend. It was dark and lonely in there and no one ever seemed to visit him. So you swallowed your pride and offered him a cookie. And then.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Then you were friends.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe (Maybe it was all pretend and about as real as a b movie's special effects, but he didn't care. He had been brave just like his mommy.)
-*- abstersiveTournure And you never stopped.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Like hell he didn't!
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe ...Wait, what.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe ...What the hell is going on here? Why were they under a tree? Why was there blood everywhere? Last he remembered, they had been crash landing into the ground and--
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Agh, fuck, did his head hurt. Like a jackhammer was being pounded into his brain. He felt like he was gonna vomit, like the time he had ridden the Spinebuster ten times too many only worse. Cocking crows on a goddamn easter day, what the hell happened here?
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Did...did he crash? Was this blood his, or--
-*- abstersiveTournure Between the still-raging memory flaring wildly around him and his very essence begging for his brother to hold on, the change was almost swallowed up -- but it was there. Something gentle and bending and breaking away from their reality with a quiet little click, faded under sheer force of combined will. And it wasn't gone completely but it was better, and he felt it.
-*- abstersiveTournure He coughed and held tighter and cried and tried very, very hard not to sob. "You're okay, you're okay -- thank you --"
-*- abstersiveTournure There was no life force ebbing, lifeblood flowing, heart stopping -- "Don't you ever scare me like that."
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Again.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe ...Oh shit, he's really done it now. His brother never cried, not unless things were extremely bad. He did a quick scan of his surroundings, as if he'd somehow find the hideously awful thing that was making his brother cry.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Nope. Still the same dumb farm it used to be. He thought he could see a tire swing over there, if he could squint.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe If Verge was crying because of that, then he had a lot more problems than Dante could possibly imagine.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe But if it wasn't this place, then...
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Oh. Oh. It was definitely him and they had definitely crashed. Shit.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe He didn't even know what he did-- except crash, that is-- and somehow he had already been filled with all consuming guilt. He didn't need to know what he did. All he needed to know was that he somehow reduced his brother into a blubbering hot mess. THat as enough for him.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe Despite all of his muscles screaming at him not to, he forced himself to lift an hand and ruffled his brother's hair. Aw, look, it was all hanging down too. He wasn't gonna like that.
<cocksureGuttersnipe> "hey, hey, i won't. okay? i promise i won't."
<cocksureGuttersnipe> "i'll send myself to flyin' boot camp 'fore it comes to that, i swear."
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe It's not much, he knows. But he'd never stop kicking himself if he didn't try.
-*- cocksureGuttersnipe He wriggled himself as close as he possibly could-- which wasn't much, all things considered-- and did more of the dreaded arm lifting to rub their back. He had no idea if he was doing it right, but...it had always for him, hadn't it?