[Terezi sits up straight and smooths her skirt before she continues. SERIOUS TIME. She is totally going to get into this now. She leans forward again, putting her hand on his arm. The poor, poor Network.]
'Tis but thy name that is my enemy; Thou art thyself, though not a Strider. What's Strider? it is nor hand, nor foot, Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part Belonging to a man. O, be some other name! What's in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet; So Dave would, were he not Dave call'd, Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Dave, doff thy name, And for that name which is no part of thee Take all myself.
By a name I know not how to tell thee who I am. My name, dear flirty one, is hateful to myself, Because it is an enemy to thee and thine chalk. Had I it written, I would backspace the word.
[SQUEEZING HARDER. Look at that innocent smile she's giving you, Dave!]
Tell me, how did you come here, and why? The orchard walls are high and hard to climb, and the place death, considered who thou art, if my matesprit should find you here!
With love's orange creamsicle wings did I fly over these walls; For windbag's words cannot hold love out, And what love can do, love dares to attempt; Therefore your beloved douchebag is no threat to me.
There is more danger in your giant, red eyes Than twenty of his dumbshit words. If you'll just look sweet, and protect my ass then I will survive his pathetic waves of hate.
[ he'll make you laugh, just wait. just wait, dear juliezi. getting down on one knee, he takes her hand in his. ]
I have night's goddamn time cloak to hide me from his sight; And, if you love me, which you totally do, let him find me here. My life were better ended by his hate Than death postponed, wanting your love.
Love, that first prompted me to ask the great pimpdaddy hustlemaster; He gave me advice, and I gave him my shades. I am no space captain, but, if you were as far away As that vast universe where everything is just a little ass backwards, I would risk everything for your cargo.
[ wink wink. too bad so sad you can't see it behind his shades. ]
[NOT GOING TO LAUGH. But that might be a blush. Holy shit humans are so forward.]
I wish I could deny the things I have said tonight. But forget good manners! Dost thou love me? I know you will say "yes," And I will take thy word. Yet if thou swear'st, Thou may prove false. They say Jove laughs at lovers' perjuries.
[Who the hell is Jove?]
Oh, Dave, if you do love me, pronounce it faithfully: Or, if thou thinks I am too quickly won...
Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?
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'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;
Thou art thyself, though not a Strider.
What's Strider? it is nor hand, nor foot,
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part
Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!
What's in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet;
So Dave would, were he not Dave call'd,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that title. Dave, doff thy name,
And for that name which is no part of thee
Take all myself.
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From now on, I’ll never be “Dave.”
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What man art thou that thus was screened in night
And stumbled upon my counsel?
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By a name
I know not how to tell thee who I am.
My name, dear flirty one, is hateful to myself,
Because it is an enemy to thee and thine chalk.
Had I it written, I would backspace the word.
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My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words
Of that tongue's utterance, but I know the sound:
Are you not Dave and a Strider?
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Tell me, how did you come here, and why?
The orchard walls are high and hard to climb,
and the place death, considered who thou art,
if my matesprit should find you here!
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With love's orange creamsicle wings did I fly over these walls;
For windbag's words cannot hold love out,
And what love can do, love dares to attempt;
Therefore your beloved douchebag is no threat to me.
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If he does see thee, he will murder thee!
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Than twenty of his dumbshit words.
If you'll just look sweet,
and protect my ass
then I will survive his pathetic waves of hate.
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I would give anything to keep him from finding you here.
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I have night's goddamn time cloak to hide me from his sight;
And, if you love me, which you totally do, let him find me here.
My life were better ended by his hate
Than death postponed, wanting your love.
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How did you find this place?
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He gave me advice, and I gave him my shades.
I am no space captain, but, if you were as far away
As that vast universe where everything is just a little ass backwards,
I would risk everything for your cargo.
[ wink wink. too bad so sad you can't see it behind his shades. ]
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I wish I could deny the things I have said tonight.
But forget good manners!
Dost thou love me? I know you will say "yes,"
And I will take thy word. Yet if thou swear'st,
Thou may prove false.
They say Jove laughs at lovers' perjuries.
[Who the hell is Jove?]
Oh, Dave, if you do love me, pronounce it faithfully:
Or, if thou thinks I am too quickly won...
[Give her a second, she is going to crack up.]
Jegus, this part is so long!
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