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[bullsit]

ACTION; DOWNTOWN

[It isn't until he's walking back from school that the realization hits him. While before he could feel the hard thump of his vascular organ increasing with every step, about to pound right out of his chest - he couldn't feel it anymore. It was completely gone, replaced by a deafening silence and a ringing in his aurical sponge

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action @ nelson st.;

[stealsluck]

[Okay, well seeing Tavros cry like that is... unusual. Even for a wiggler like him.]

Tavros.

What the fuck?

[bullsit]

[he's already seen Vriska at least eight times - she's been following, watching, bumping into him, laughing in his face without actually showing herself, piles and piles of 8s and sharp teeth flowing across the gutter

he scrabbles backwards when he sees her again, using just his arms]

Please, leave me alone, please!

[stealsluck]

...Hey.

[Well that kind of makes her feel a bit bad]

I haven't done anything, Pupa. What the fuck is the matter with you.

[bullsit]

['what the fuck is the matter with you?'

'don't you want to fly pupa']

No! I said, uh, please, go away, please, I will ask nicely even, just, don't take anything else.

downtown;

[miraculls]

[Peers into the window with him.]

Hey, bro! Whatcha looking at?

[bullsit]

[He's trying his best to plug up the hole, to hold everything in with his hands - but it won't stop flowing out through his fingers. First it's blood, then it's words - things he wished he could have said, that never could seem to come out just right - then it's gallons of nothing and nothing and nothing

nobody comes up to stand beside him, and whispers in his ear]

It won't, stay inside.

[miraculls]

[He glances at Tavros's hands in confusion, then at the window, knocking on the glass pane.]

Seems real solid to me. Is there something wrong?

[bullsit]

[He jumps about halfway out of his skin when the glass rings out, dropping all of his nothing onto the floor - he immediately sinks to his knees to try and pick it all up again.]

Wait, no, come back, don't leave you can't, I need you!

action; 1670 nelson street

[foretastes]

[She's in a panic, trying to locate the rest of her friends, not sure if they're dead or alive or if she is, but it's worth a try and somehow she makes it to Tavros's hive, only to find his corpse on the ground.

...Of course. He's still dead. How could she have thought otherwise?

She stands above what she thinks is a corpse, and she can't hear Tavros screaming.]

[bullsit]

[Of course she'd come to gloat as well. They were sisters after all. She probably thought this was funny too.]

Go away.

[He shoves an arm at her, anything to make her leave.]

[foretastes]

[and now it's talking to her, and that's just particularly awful, because even though Terezi can't see the corpse's face move, she can hear him. but she doesn't move- she just sits next to the supposedly-cold body and puts her face in her hands.]

[bullsit]

[She's leaning down to laugh right in his face, and it's the last straw.]

I said, uh, go away!

nelson street

[frogst]

[ Jade still doesn't really know what's going on, even after her encounter with Karkat, so she looks plenty worried when she hurries over. ]

Tavros! [ She crouches beside him, trying to figure out what's wrong, or at least calm him down. ] What happened, are you hurt?

[bullsit]

[He leans away from her, but he knows he can't run. They won't work anymore.

But they don't hurt. They don't feel anything anymore.]

Nothing happened, they just, stopped working, please, go away, you don't have to make fun of me.

[frogst]

I'm not going to make fun of you. [ She looks from him, to his legs, which she notices seem to be in working order. ] You mean your legs?

[bullsit]

[He slams his fist into his thighs - hard - hoping to feel anything at all.]

. . . We have to, uh, take them off, again.

[a_gentle_boy]

[We trusted you, Lucas.

Hallucinations.
Hallucinations that tore at the weaknesses in your heart.
That was all this was. Hallucinations.

Just... hallucinations.

We believed in you. We waited for you to save us. Look. Look what happened. Look what was reflected in your heart.

He ignores the... nothingness around him as he continues to walk forward.

Hey, Lucas...

He ignores the face of his brother.

Haha... I don't even want to switch with you anymore. You know what? You're worse than dead. I'm better off where I am than to keep living, knowing how badly I failed.

He ignores the taunts and the jeers as he looks for a place he can find respite. But even as he desperately tries to ignore his own delusions, he finds something he can't ignore. He sees it, too. The blood pouring out of his friend's chest. The mouth, wide open in horror. And to this, at least, he has something to say.]

Tavros... I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I promised I would help you, but I can't. I never could. I just... I just didn't want you to end up

[bullsit]

[He looks at Lucas for only a second - eyes gone completely milky white - before he turns around and goes back to trying to push everything back into his chest.]

I am the one, who should be sorry, it's my fault. I didn't mean to, oh, die.

[a_gentle_boy]

[...Well, that was an astonishingly Tavros-like thing to say. Lucas pauses before taking a step forward, his hands shaking a bit.]

...You're not dead yet. Not really.

When everything's back to normal, I... I promise I'll do everything I can. Even if it won't be enough. OK?

[bullsit]

[He steps backwards - though it's shaky. He can already feel the numbness spreading down from his spine.]

Oh, why are you here, as well, did she kill you too?