First Song ☠ [ Video & Action]

[lost_moral_code]

[One word can easily sum Marceline up at the moment: Ouch. Her back is tied in knots and her throat is raw. Then again, what should she expect given that she had screamed herself into unconscious some unknown amount of hours or even days ago? Once she numbs up, emotionally and physically, she is going to say that it was the most awesome thing ever

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[tyrianicull]

HEE HEE HEE! Having some trouble, are we?

[lost_moral_code]

Oh no, no trouble at all everything is cool! So cool that if I could I would be freezing to death! My stuff missing and me not knowing where I am are totes small potatoes!

[tyrianicull]

Yes, yes. I can see that you are very cool and on top of this situation.

[lost_moral_code]

So much so that I'm not. All this being here has really messed with my ability to be sarcastic, or something.

I'm over asking where I am so I'm going to ask: Who are you and what was so funny?

[tyrianicull]

Hee hee hee, what was so funny? Seeing you floundering around like a beached whale is PREEEETTY funny, no lie!

[lost_moral_code]

Even if you're being a psycho about it at least you're honest. It would probably bother me if I gave two flips.

Now that that is out of the way: Who are you?

[tyrianicull]

Your soon-to-be sovereign queen!

[lost_moral_code]

[Cue hysterical laughter in 3...2....1]

You know, it takes more than being a butt to people to be a Queen?!
Oh, so you know, kidnapping doesn't work either!

[She only stops laughing because it makes breathing all kinds of hard after a while, Marceline gulps for air between hiccups and giggles.]

And by your you must be someone else! You can't rule someone that already rules, it's like.. [she thinks hard to remember that word that Bonni used so often] undignified!

[tyrianicull]

Undignified? GLUB!

[ Oh gosh, when seadwellers start getting frustrated, they start making glubbing sounds. ]

I've made more dignitaries, queens, kings, and warlords bend down and lick my feet than you can count! GLUB.

[lost_moral_code]

Totes undignified!

[The noises only make Marcline laugh more. Glob, she is going to be hoarse in the morning!]

I can count pretty far, so you know! And, with that many people licking your feet it sounds more like a fetish!

[Even though she is really getting a kick out out pouring salt into wounds she remembers not to take it too far.]

Fine, Queen of the toe lickers! Are you or are you not a Queen? Or are you like the Queen of this place? Meaning, so not.

[tyrianicull]

Glub.

[ She takes a moment to compose herself. ]

I am Her Imperious Condescension, Empress of the Alternian Empire. But I don't expect someone as dumb as you to have heard of it.

[lost_moral_code]

[Given the chance to take her mind off of her situation Marceline acts more like herself, head tilted through the amazingly long introduction.]

Dumb and not knowing aren't the same, duh! Anyone that really deserves to rock a title knows that!

[She leans in, squinting from behind her hair.]

That name is really kind of long! How is anyone supposed to announce you without falling asleep? I think I'll call you Glub.

[Yes, she is well learned. A well learned pain in the hams to anyone else with a royal title.]

[tyrianicull]

Glub, glub. What stupid, ridiculous--glub! I should turn you into chum.

[lost_moral_code]

[This is really more fun than it should be, really]

Are you alright there, Glub? I mean you saying your name all those times is a little weird but totally not stupid or ridiculous!

[tyrianicull]

Your lack of respect is as hideous as your face.

[ Yes, she went there. ]

[lost_moral_code]

It's not like you earned respect, Glub-Glub!

Yannno, that's alright with me. I really don't want someone like you thinking I'm hot or anything! [Marceline just laughs! Seriously, was that it?]