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[featheryasshole]

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in person;

[heterochromiia]

[ Sollux is exhausted from yesterday, but he still is more concerned for Davesprite. Besides, he really doesn't like sleeping now he's discovered how inconvenient slime is and therefore how his nightmares are getting worse. ]

How're you feeling?

in person;

[featheryasshole]

[Davesprite tenses up at the sound of Sollux' voice, and it takes him a second to remind himself that no, Sollux is okay now, they're both okay, it's over. Then he just shrugs silently, looking away.]

in person;

[heterochromiia]

I'll take that ath a no.

[ Sollux sighs, staring blindly at the ground. This is hard. No one understands. ]

For what it'th worth, I'm thorry.

in person;

[featheryasshole]

Yeah.

[He forces himself to look at Sollux and manages to keep it up for a few seconds before turning away again.]

Isn't your fault, dude. I mean.

[He gives another helpless little shrug.]

action; (after Solluxthread, I guess? SHE'S BEEN ASLEEP OKAY :I)

[manipul8trix]

[ Oh hey Davesprite have a WHIRLWIND OF SPIDERBITCH CRASHING YOUR ROOM. A spiderbitch who has been testing out her brand new recuperacoon fuck yeah and who may still have traces of sopor slime on her clothes BUT WHO THE FUCK CARES ]

You fucking idiot why did nobody tell me you were back Jegus fuck even when I'm here people keep me in the dark and it sucks and how did you get fixed-- wait, fuck, you better be fixed or I'm personally going to beat your feathery orange ass.

[ BREATHE ]

...Hi.

action;

[featheryasshole]

[For a moment he just stares at Vriska, trying to make sense of the wordslurry coming from her mouth. It's pretty clear there's still something wrong with him; though he doesn't have the sickly, falling-apart look anymore, he's flickering every couple of minutes and his voice still keeps warping weirdly.]

Hey.

action;

[manipul8trix]

[ Hnnngh. The textual weirdness was bad enough, but this makes her want to rip things apart. Or break something. Breaking something would work. Although Dave probably wouldn't appreciate having shattered eight-balls littering everything up so HEY WORDS MIGHT WORK TOO, MAYBE? ]

You're you now, right? You-you. The one who doesn't spend all his time licking some robobitch's bone nook or whatever? [...] 'Cause I hated that guy. He kind of sucked.

action;

[featheryasshole]

Yeah, I'm me. As in not a fucking brainwashed moron.

[A fucking brainwashed moron that had actually felt happy and real and no don't think about that]

It sucked being that guy.

[squishyarms]

are you one of the people John told me to keep an eye out for?
looks like you can take care of yourself pretty well.
if zone seven's still a huge problem why aren't we doing something about it?

[featheryasshole]

wasnt taking care of myself that well last week
got myself kidnapped like an idiot
its a huge and fucking complicated problem
the place is full of crazy mutants and the ai running things there has control over pretty much everything
its not gonna be easy taking her down

[squishyarms]

I've got experience in impossible situations.
point me in a direction and pull the trigger.

[featheryasshole]

look
im pretty sure there are people working on plans to make this shit hapen
you want in on that find them
do not
no wait sorry that wasnt loud enough
DO NOT go into zone seven alone
its not worth the risk

In person;

[trollalonde]

[Oh, wow. This seems eerily familiar.]

Welcome back. I don't think we've met.

[She's just going to stay standing in this doorway though, OK? Personal space.]

In person;

[featheryasshole]

[Have a very, very long stare.

Then, finally- no, wait. Still staring.

Obviously she got mutated too but she's here so she must be alright but she's saying they haven't met what is this]

...Rose?

In person;

[trollalonde]

Roheze.

[She corrects him. There isn't too much difference in how she says it - although the "s" becomes a bit more of "z".]

You look like Dave, but you're a sprite. Am I correct in assuming that you're from a doomed timeline?

[Because it's not like something like this happened to her and her friends.]

In person;

[featheryasshole]

[what what what]

Uh, yeah. What, you suddenly forgot about-

[Ding, lightbulb switching on!

Wait. Is this some of that alternate universe bullshit or something?

in person.

[timeturntable]

[ Dave heads into the area you both share at this point, not even sparing more than a quick glance before- ]

Sup.

[ -acting like everything's normal. The horn and gills go unmentioned - Davesprite's glitching doesn't gain a stare. Instead, Dave just ambles over to his chair, sits down, and breaks out the turntop. ]
[ Yeah, he just fought you yesterday. As far as he's concerned, the best course of action at this point is just forgetting all about that shit. ]

in person.

[featheryasshole]

[Davesprite gets acting like normal. It's a pretty good idea, in his opinion. But he can't quite do it, not yet.]

Namach.

[So he just sits there, staring off into space, doing his best not to flip out again.]

in person.

[timeturntable]

[ And that freaks Dave out, just a little. But there's not much he can really do about it. So he leans back in the chair, browsing the network for a few moments before- ]

Sorry about the growing troll presence here, bro. It's like some shitty grey mildew - I've been scrubbing and scrubbing, but this shit keeps coming back. Better get Mr. Clean in on this action, know what I'm saying?

in person.

[featheryasshole]

Not a problem, man. Getting kinda crowded, I guess, but I don't really mind otherwise.

[After a week of being surrounded by horrific mutants, trolls suddenly seem a lot less worse.]