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...They Are Both Me...

Apr 14, 2011 04:00

Who: Gamzee Makara, Karkat Vantas, Rose Lalonde, Crona, Jade Harley, Doc Scratch, Eridan Ampora, Soul Eater Evans, Maka Albarn, Kanaya Maryam, Sollux Captor, Aradia Megido, John Egbert, Dave Strider, Death The Kid, Vriska Serket.
Where: Union cave
When: Afternoon of 4/13
Summary: Gamzee hasn't had any pies and is finally sobering up at the worst ( Read more... )

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usedtherapy April 28 2011, 09:03:37 UTC

Tucking Guile quickly back within the bag and gripping the strap tightly, she dashed after him. To say she was grateful for their Pokemon companions at this point would be an understatement, knowing well they likely would have had a harder time locating John without them. Now she just hoped he was alright.

Tick soon met up with them, flying over head with a soft 'hoot' before fluttering ahead of them. She seemed to be trying to help lead them, doing her best to stay within their line of sight and area of light.

When they did come upon his location, however, Rose stopped short a few feet away.

It was not the scenario she had been hoping for, John lying on the floor of the cave as he was, unconscious and likely injured. The Pokegear nearby assisted Dave's flashlight in illuminating the area, showing no sign of their friend's travel partner and glinting off an object a little ways in the distance. After a moment's inspection, she realized those were his glasses - how did they get way over there? - and the girl glanced around for anything he could have fallen from, or anything that could have fallen on him.

Nothing presented itself readily, and she focused back to the boy on the ground.

"...D-Dave..."

usedsickbeats May 1 2011, 02:59:39 UTC

His attention was quickly drawn by the signals given by the pokemon, especially the familiar yip of Luda in the distance.

And just as they got closer, the light illuminating from John's Pokegear, highlighting familiar dark locks and pale skin and... Are those his glasses on the floor--

And is that blood glistening in the light of his screen?!

"John!" Dave didn't hesitate, immediately moving forward as he came to realize his best friend was unconscious on the floor. He sped past Rose, dropping to his knees quickly to grab hold of his friend, raising a hand to smack lightly at the side of his face.

"Dude, dude. Wake up. This isn't really the choice place to take a nap."

... Despite the fact that he was bleeding.

He glanced up at Rose, shades threatening to fall from his frame.

"Call someone. He's bleeding."

usedtherapy May 1 2011, 03:17:29 UTC

She was grateful now more than ever that she knew how to keep calm in panic-worthy situations. The Pokegear was quickly retrieved, messages being sent to various people within their group, requesting help. Karkat, Jade, Soul, Maka...she tried to remember who had what in their supplies. Once she was sure she'd contacted those who could assist them, she put the 'gear back away and closed the gap between herself and her two friends.

Rose was digging in her bag after setting Guile down, fetching the medical supplies she had on her while kneeling down.

"Where? Here, we need to clean and treat it while we wait as best as we can." Disinfecting cloths were handed to him, antibiotic ointment and bandages set aside so she could help him move John as they needed to get to his wound.

usedmiracles May 2 2011, 00:20:47 UTC

If Rose had honestly believed this to be a panic-worthy situation, then it would be interesting to know her label for the new scenario that was going to roll itself out for the three. While they hastily tend to their friend, they aren't without company. A temporarily unknown guest that is, watching them closely as they try and call the others for help and tend to the bleeding wound on the unconscious boy's head. The very work that Gamzee had bestowed upon the brother himself. It seemed to him, that these two weren't as accepting of the act as John was, though it wasn't as though the poor kid had a choice in the matter. Not that Gamzee had minded--it made things easier for him.

Was able to bring these two to him.

Through the stark darkness and emptiness that the cave exuded with it's seemingly endless caverns and crannies, a resounding, familiar sound could be heard. The same sound that was represented not long ago through indigo colored text. A message sent to Dave, an invitation and reply. Gamzee would be lying if he claimed to feel anything but utter delight that the two had taken him up on the offer. The two of them, agreeing to their fate. Much like how John had. Traveling partners, that was the name it was given, but he knew. He knew it was merely the start of it all, he was going to start this impromptu carnival with John as the first. His scarlet blood being the ink to write the invitation for the others. So generous John was.

But it was time to show these two exactly what Gamzee had invited them to. Yes. That was exactly what was needed.

"Brother, sister it's good to motherfuckin' bein all up and seein' you." His voice was low, raspy sounding almost. Very unlike Gamzee. His general coolness still there, that laid back nature still present, though it was more of a parody of the old Gamzee, a joke really.

"SO HOW ABOUT WE PLAY A MOTHERFUCKIN' GAME? Sounds like all up in bein' a good idea to me, what do you think my choice brother and sister? JOHN THERE SEEMED TO MOTHERFUCKIN' THINK THAT IT WAS A MOTHERFUCKIN' GRAND IDEA. So why we don't all up just have a motherfuckin' good time? WHY WE DON'T ALL UP JUST MOTHERFUCKIN' HAVE A GOOD MOTHERFUCKIN' TIME?" As he spoke, he stepped from his cover, the dim light that lit their spot showing him, though he still was obscured slightly. While the light was enough to show the vagueness of his form, it was no where near enough to completely show his features. The shadows still clung to him in spite of the light.

His usually half lidded eyes now drawn open as he stares at them, his smile that would once be called friendly and inviting, now was a wicked split in his face that held friendliness as a mockery and laced haunting maliciousness through out it.

usedsickbeats May 3 2011, 17:22:19 UTC

Dave's head quickly turned, attention locked on the intruder within the shadows. The voice itself was familiar, but the sudden changes from whispers to shouts had him on edge. His eyebrows furrowed, and Dave stared into the darkness with blinded eyes.

"You did this?!"

/latest ever I'm so sorry ffff usedtherapy May 9 2011, 21:21:47 UTC

Lavender eyes were drawn quick to the lurker as well, breath catching at both the familiarity of the voice...and the fact that they were now faced with John's attacker.

John's attacker who, for all she'd come to learn about him, was the last one of the group you'd expect to do such a thing. Or even be capable of doing such a thing. Not because of how kind he was, but because of how easily it seemed that his thoughts shifted and changed. Surely he wouldn't have been able to concentrate long enough to...but then, here John was.

"...H-how could you?" Her voice was shaking, and she silently cursed that, but continued. "Why would you even do something like this? What's wrong with you?"

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