Characters: Eridan Ampora and anyone who feels inclined to encounter him
Setting: Dormitory hallways/Anywhere you need him, really; late night
Format: Anything you want
Summary: Eridan arrives, prepare to deal with a mentally and emotionally unstable troll.
Warnings: Swearing. Like a sailor. Ha ha ha.
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Why am I posting when I'm falling asleep here )
they see you, Eridan. but they're not going to comment. not yet. ]
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At which point he IS wary because, what the crap, adult trolls, what the fuck are they even doing in the same area as him?]
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a wide, manic grin grows on both of their faces. sorry, their collars are also pretty visible. ]
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But, being Eridan, he's going to react with his usual tact and decorum.]
Wwhat are you fuckin' lookin' at?
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Ithn't it obviouth who I'm looking at?
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You're the only one in the hallwayth right now.
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You're fuckin' tuggin' my fins. Seriously, Sol, wwhat, you fuckin' split in half wwhen you greww up?
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circling. ]
Hehehe. Ith that really tho hard to believe?
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[ and see how their hands have glowing with that FAMILIAR psionic energy? ]
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That'th not very nithe at all. Whatever happened to rethpecting your elderth?
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You're not evven fuckin' really my elder it's just this place, noww are you gonna put me dowwn or do I havve to evven you out to the regular number a' you again?
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[ hehehe. ]
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Theeing how our Eridan getth? Thith one ith loadth funnier. Jutht like KK.
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He decaptchalogues his Ahab's Crosshairs and vaguely aims it at the one on the left because that's how he's holding the rifle right now.
And then his finger closes on the trigger and he fires.]
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The fuck!? Are you shithive maggotth!? You could have killed one of uth!
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