video; text; 001 - OCT 22/09

[2ollux]

[ The first recording comes mid-day, amidst the clamour that can only be associated with large, milling, and largely confused crowds. The audio is little more than a jumble of noise, of fumbling and the clatter of keys; the visual feed is no less confusing. There's the image of a corridor, milling newcomers, and it ends as the camera settles to

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[redefinescull]

Sollux! )(i!
It looks like we keep coming. 38)

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[2ollux]

FF?
oh my gog.
for a moment there ii thought ii wa2 the only fuckiing one.
where are you?

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[redefinescull]

No, you are not t)(e only one! I'm )(ere, and so is Karcrab, Tavros, Nepeta, Kanaya, Vriska, -Equius, Gamzee, and -Eridan! T)(ere are a lot of us )(ere.
And I am at a place called the Creeping Crypt rig)(t now!
W)(ere are you?

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[2ollux]

2o everyone but aradiia and TZ.
only two be expected.
how diid thii2 happen?
ii mean, other than the fuckiing 2tory they're feediing everyone.
... iit'2 not true ii2 iit?

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[espionage_gamer]

[Owner of said room just so happened to be out grabbing a pack of smokes, some energy drinks and a new game from the mall. And what does he come back to? Someone in his room.

Several facts keep him calm about this. He doesn't have a gun on him, the kid looks like one of those trolls he's seen Jade and the others talking to sometimes, and he really doesn't seem to be doing much harm.

So Matt just raises a brow as he sets his bag down on the kitchen counter.]

You know, normally you're not supposed to enter someone's apartment without permission.

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[2ollux]

ohfuckhmgj

[ He's up in a matter of heartbeats, the communicator slammed shut in his alarm and haste. Eyes wide behind glasses, and he's scrambling to put the desk between him and the newcomer. Another human. All of the humans. All of them.

Why were there so many? How? ]

Fuck!

[espionage_gamer]

[Matt holds up his hands in defense, showing at least that he doesn't mean any harm.]

Hey don't scramble around so much, you might step on one of my games.

[Yeah, a scared kid who's probably one of the newbies that's showed up with the recent batch. Nothing really threatening about that.]

[2ollux]

[ He wouldn't be scrambling around like a wiggler if everything was Fine. Nothing to fear if that BREW shit hadn't fucked with things. (Not that he was afraid, never.) It's the circumstances, he tells himself, finds himself going over in his head like a mantra. It's the circumstances and the events surrounding and what fucking 6 sweep troll in his right mind wouldn't be alarmed? Even KK would have been. Probably was.

The thought makes him smirk, and he offers the human fellow a grin that's less of a grin and more of a simple baring of teeth. ]

I'm not that fucking cl-- bad.

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[lavenderglasses]

[Curious, he had been following that series of video, and once he got the troll confirmation of gray skin and weird text, he grinned to himself and started up a video feed.]

You're another of the ones that write strangely?

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[2ollux]

[ Did everyone just announce themselves like this? Were they now the newest exhibit in this world's own personal freak show? Line up to see the adolescent aliens! ]

what, 2trangely?
can't a guy type the way he want2?
expre22 2ome iindiiviidualiity?

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[lavenderglasses]

[Ack, again with the continued use of weird text. And this one didn't even use nice colored or easily understandable writing (not that he couldn't figure this one out, a little, if the 2's were really meant to be S's...). But he would deal, for the sake of diplomacy.

So, he switches over to text. Because talking to a screen without anyone actually talking back is just awkward.]

i did not say it was bad, just strange. and i meant the numbers and doubled letters more than the color.

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[2ollux]

iit'2 called a quiirk.
everyone ha2 one.
except you iit look2 liike.
where ii2 your uniiquene22?
you wool-beariing herd-type hoofbea2t.

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[alastinglight]

How many of you ARE there?

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[2ollux]

more than you that'2 for 2ure.

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[alastinglight]

That doesn't answer my question.

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[2ollux]

count them your2elf, human.
can't be that hard.
or doe2 the liittle wiiggler need me two hold iit'2 hand?

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[couragemantra]

[ Well. This one isn't typing in dark blue... so. Maybe it's safe to try talking to him? Kurt decides to be cautious anyway, as well as polite. He'd much rather insult Sollux's ugly shade of yellow, though. ]

This isn't a game. But I will agree it is terrible, as far as pranks go.

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[2ollux]

the wor2t.
thii2 ii2 my fate, ii've come two realiize.
doomed two play fuckall game2 and 2tand a2 the butt of the god2' joke2.
2urrounded by fuckall human2.

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[couragemantra]

An oddly pessimistic worldview, though from what little I've surmised about you all it's probably warranted.

But I will repeat: this definitely isn't a game, unless your definition of "game" differs significantly from mine.

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[2ollux]

you don't want the game2 we play back home.
and you get two beiing pe22iimii2tiic after you 2ee your prede2tiined doom a few tiime2.
ju2t kiind of come2 wiith the terriitory.