[ACCIDENTAL VIDEO] CG: WHO THE FUCK IS IN MY ELEVENTH POST.
[Eugene's eyes open and his hand reaches up from the slime that surrounds him. He has no idea what this stuff is and the slime seems to permeate everything from his clothes, hair and skin. He wasn't drowning, which was surprising to him, but he certainly didn't feel....normal either. He felt giddy and started laughing the moment his head broke the surface.]
Whoa....this is....trippy.
Nnnngh...
[ There was a voice that Karkat was vaguely aware of, somewhere beyond the dream ones, and his head jerked a little at the sound of it. ] Whozat -- [ He blearily lifted his head from the desk, a paper stuck to his face as he started to peer around the room, curiously. Was there someone in here? Or was it someone in the -- ]
[ SOMEONE WAS IN HIS GODDAMN BED. ]
Who the FUCK are you!?
I'm Gene. Who're you?
[His voice was slurred. He had no idea what was happening other than the slime and now there's a person he's never seen before up close. He's seen him before but he wasn't too familiar with this other one.]
I'm fucking Karkat! What the bleeding CRACK are you doing in my bed!?
[ Any other time and Karkat probably would have been trying to yank him right the hell out, but on account of, well. His legs being broken and shit, mostly there was just him grabbing at his chair and baring his teeth. ]
[Gene was very mellow at this point and didn't seem to really care. He slides out of the...slime with a graceless thud and laughs.]
What a funny name!
God, you ATE that shit, didn't you?? Are you retarded?
[ Karkat's nose immediately wrinkled as the man fell onto the ground. So not cool, man! ] You didn't answer the damn question!!
I woke up here, asswipe.
[Gene didn't meant to eat it. It just happened. He's not used to sleeping in slime.]
It's not like I had much choice, dickhead.
Uh, yeah! You have some fucking choice if you just climb in my bed and chill for a while! Fuck you and your dickhead!
[ Goddamn, he hates this not-standing thing, this is lame. He's like scooching his chair closer, totally irrelevantly. ] Wanna try a real answer this time!?
I'm serious. It's some sort of sick twisted prank. Damn this stuff is messy.
[He tries to fight to get it off but is only making a bigger mess in the process.]
[ Yeah, Karkat could totally help him, but that would just be too easy. He's just sitting there and doing that gritted teeth thing, eyes wide. ]
Are you joking me?? So what, they just dump you in my bed for shits and giggles? How the hell do I know you didn't stumble in here in some kind of drunk stupor?
Pfft. Do I look like the type that would?
[He's still wearing his suit and most likely too uptight to do that sort of thing without a reason. Still, the doctors have been known to do much worse, which he's still yet to see.]
Gross! I feel like I fell in some sort of....I dunno....Jello bath.
Anybody's capable of a drunken fucking stupor! [ Okay, no, maybe not, but the only other people he knows that suit it up are mostly dicks, so maybe this is a trend that follows, he has no idea. ]
It's not Jello, it's goddamn sopor slime, and you are high as a fucking kite right now! Good job, shitstain!
I'm outta here.
[He really didn't want to start a fight nor get into one but as things were going, his mind wasn't all there and his will to surpress his irritation was long gone.]
Thanks for the memories.
[The moment he reached the 5 foot mark, his collar gave him a nasty shock that rendered him to his knees.]
Oh fuck.... not this again.
[ HNNNGHK he was not alone! Karkat immediately gripped his collar and yelled out. He didn't really have any time to prepare himself for that. ] Ow, you asshole!!
The fuck did you do!? Are the damn doors shocked or something, Jegus fucking shit!
I'm telling you, it's a fucking conspiracy!!
[Oh boy, the government's at it again. NOT! It's the doctors and he's having a hell of a time getting out of this mess.]
The fuck do I know! This is seriously screwed up, man, and I didn't do a damn thing!
[ Okay, so maybe he didn't. But still, Karkat was going to blame him for this! ...For now! ]
So, what the hell, are we just stuck in this room forever?! [ Probably for a week, not forever. But this would be pretty shitty, regardless, and would most likely feel like forever. ] Do you see an octagon around? Like last time??
[He looks around and shakes his head. The slime still dripping off his now stuck locks.]
Nope. I wish it were that easy.
[He stops to think about it some.]
I wonder if doors have any effect. I'll try using the closet door between us. This way, we can tell if it's areal or magnetic....or some shit like that.
Well -- then have at it! Come on!
[ This whole not-standing thing was killing him. He was wriggling in his chair, pointing angrily at Gene and then at the door. ] If it's a damn door then we're FUCKED on the food front.
That's no shit.
[His social filter was completely shattered from the slime. No real surprise there. He tested this little idea using the door and didn't feel anything.]
Well, it's not the door....or that one, anyway. How heavy are you?
[ Karkat's hackles automatically rise, as he leans back in his chair a little. ]
The hell does that matter?
Only because if it's a distance thing, I'm probably going to have to carry you. Got it?
[Yep, bluntness is a go.]
Distance, how the fuck would they even track that, that's the dumbest fucking shit I've ever --
[ The collars, if they'd linked them? If it wasn't the door? They could actually take shits and get food and all that? ]
I'm not fucking helpless! ...Just so you know!! [ He grits his teeth again, and makes a face. ] One-ten? Maybe?
Alright, that's not so bad.
[Yeah, he thought of that too. Thankfully he was stuck with another male than a female and thankfully it was someone that he didn't know otherwise he would have been in a really awkward place. Still, the matters of getting anything done and his routine being forced onto the back burner wasn't going to set well with him at all.]
Lovely. Just fucking great that we get stuck with another bullshit experiment. I sure hope that the docs are getting their jollies from this shit 'cus this is going to go downhill real fast.
[And he wasn't kidding there.]
Wow, no SHIT, Sherlock Trollmes, you figure that out on your fucking own?
[ His claws tap nervously against the desk for a moment, as he scowls back at Gene and lets out a small grunt of resignation. ]
Look, I've got a broken kneecap, and this other leg's all screwy, so basically I'm fucked in the ass unless you piggback this shit, so you wanna do that? Because I am NOT rolling this goddamn bridal style.
Works for me. I'm not carrying you like that anyway. You open the doors and I'll just carry you. Gotta work this out somehow. Geez if this shit isn't weird enough already.
[Gene notices the device was on and his eyes widen.]
The fuck! I didn't turn that on!
What?
[ Fuck off! These fucking phones! Karkat automatically draws his hand back, to slam a fist down onto the thing. ]
Goddamn shitty fucking phones always turning o --
[ And the feed is ended with a loud slamming sound. ]
[[ooc: Eugene. Karkat. :) ]]
Whoa....this is....trippy.
Nnnngh...
[ There was a voice that Karkat was vaguely aware of, somewhere beyond the dream ones, and his head jerked a little at the sound of it. ] Whozat -- [ He blearily lifted his head from the desk, a paper stuck to his face as he started to peer around the room, curiously. Was there someone in here? Or was it someone in the -- ]
[ SOMEONE WAS IN HIS GODDAMN BED. ]
Who the FUCK are you!?
I'm Gene. Who're you?
[His voice was slurred. He had no idea what was happening other than the slime and now there's a person he's never seen before up close. He's seen him before but he wasn't too familiar with this other one.]
I'm fucking Karkat! What the bleeding CRACK are you doing in my bed!?
[ Any other time and Karkat probably would have been trying to yank him right the hell out, but on account of, well. His legs being broken and shit, mostly there was just him grabbing at his chair and baring his teeth. ]
[Gene was very mellow at this point and didn't seem to really care. He slides out of the...slime with a graceless thud and laughs.]
What a funny name!
God, you ATE that shit, didn't you?? Are you retarded?
[ Karkat's nose immediately wrinkled as the man fell onto the ground. So not cool, man! ] You didn't answer the damn question!!
I woke up here, asswipe.
[Gene didn't meant to eat it. It just happened. He's not used to sleeping in slime.]
It's not like I had much choice, dickhead.
Uh, yeah! You have some fucking choice if you just climb in my bed and chill for a while! Fuck you and your dickhead!
[ Goddamn, he hates this not-standing thing, this is lame. He's like scooching his chair closer, totally irrelevantly. ] Wanna try a real answer this time!?
I'm serious. It's some sort of sick twisted prank. Damn this stuff is messy.
[He tries to fight to get it off but is only making a bigger mess in the process.]
[ Yeah, Karkat could totally help him, but that would just be too easy. He's just sitting there and doing that gritted teeth thing, eyes wide. ]
Are you joking me?? So what, they just dump you in my bed for shits and giggles? How the hell do I know you didn't stumble in here in some kind of drunk stupor?
Pfft. Do I look like the type that would?
[He's still wearing his suit and most likely too uptight to do that sort of thing without a reason. Still, the doctors have been known to do much worse, which he's still yet to see.]
Gross! I feel like I fell in some sort of....I dunno....Jello bath.
Anybody's capable of a drunken fucking stupor! [ Okay, no, maybe not, but the only other people he knows that suit it up are mostly dicks, so maybe this is a trend that follows, he has no idea. ]
It's not Jello, it's goddamn sopor slime, and you are high as a fucking kite right now! Good job, shitstain!
I'm outta here.
[He really didn't want to start a fight nor get into one but as things were going, his mind wasn't all there and his will to surpress his irritation was long gone.]
Thanks for the memories.
[The moment he reached the 5 foot mark, his collar gave him a nasty shock that rendered him to his knees.]
Oh fuck.... not this again.
[ HNNNGHK he was not alone! Karkat immediately gripped his collar and yelled out. He didn't really have any time to prepare himself for that. ] Ow, you asshole!!
The fuck did you do!? Are the damn doors shocked or something, Jegus fucking shit!
I'm telling you, it's a fucking conspiracy!!
[Oh boy, the government's at it again. NOT! It's the doctors and he's having a hell of a time getting out of this mess.]
The fuck do I know! This is seriously screwed up, man, and I didn't do a damn thing!
[ Okay, so maybe he didn't. But still, Karkat was going to blame him for this! ...For now! ]
So, what the hell, are we just stuck in this room forever?! [ Probably for a week, not forever. But this would be pretty shitty, regardless, and would most likely feel like forever. ] Do you see an octagon around? Like last time??
[He looks around and shakes his head. The slime still dripping off his now stuck locks.]
Nope. I wish it were that easy.
[He stops to think about it some.]
I wonder if doors have any effect. I'll try using the closet door between us. This way, we can tell if it's areal or magnetic....or some shit like that.
Well -- then have at it! Come on!
[ This whole not-standing thing was killing him. He was wriggling in his chair, pointing angrily at Gene and then at the door. ] If it's a damn door then we're FUCKED on the food front.
That's no shit.
[His social filter was completely shattered from the slime. No real surprise there. He tested this little idea using the door and didn't feel anything.]
Well, it's not the door....or that one, anyway. How heavy are you?
[ Karkat's hackles automatically rise, as he leans back in his chair a little. ]
The hell does that matter?
Only because if it's a distance thing, I'm probably going to have to carry you. Got it?
[Yep, bluntness is a go.]
Distance, how the fuck would they even track that, that's the dumbest fucking shit I've ever --
[ The collars, if they'd linked them? If it wasn't the door? They could actually take shits and get food and all that? ]
I'm not fucking helpless! ...Just so you know!! [ He grits his teeth again, and makes a face. ] One-ten? Maybe?
Alright, that's not so bad.
[Yeah, he thought of that too. Thankfully he was stuck with another male than a female and thankfully it was someone that he didn't know otherwise he would have been in a really awkward place. Still, the matters of getting anything done and his routine being forced onto the back burner wasn't going to set well with him at all.]
Lovely. Just fucking great that we get stuck with another bullshit experiment. I sure hope that the docs are getting their jollies from this shit 'cus this is going to go downhill real fast.
[And he wasn't kidding there.]
Wow, no SHIT, Sherlock Trollmes, you figure that out on your fucking own?
[ His claws tap nervously against the desk for a moment, as he scowls back at Gene and lets out a small grunt of resignation. ]
Look, I've got a broken kneecap, and this other leg's all screwy, so basically I'm fucked in the ass unless you piggback this shit, so you wanna do that? Because I am NOT rolling this goddamn bridal style.
Works for me. I'm not carrying you like that anyway. You open the doors and I'll just carry you. Gotta work this out somehow. Geez if this shit isn't weird enough already.
[Gene notices the device was on and his eyes widen.]
The fuck! I didn't turn that on!
What?
[ Fuck off! These fucking phones! Karkat automatically draws his hand back, to slam a fist down onto the thing. ]
Goddamn shitty fucking phones always turning o --
[ And the feed is ended with a loud slamming sound. ]
[[ooc: Eugene. Karkat. :) ]]