Eridan: Find the crybaby human by the name of fancy title Abel.
Who: Eridan Ampora lonelyglub & Abel Nightroad 13sugars & Japan & Feferi & briefly Karkat
Where: Gohl... later Marshall.
When: RIGHT NOW. As soon as you find the human.
Rating: TO BE ANNOUNCED BY GAME BRO.
Summary: In which a crybaby is found.
the log: ( After HOURS of searching in the night, you have at last found your target... )
Where: Gohl... later Marshall.
When: RIGHT NOW. As soon as you find the human.
Rating: TO BE ANNOUNCED BY GAME BRO.
Summary: In which a crybaby is found.
the log: ( After HOURS of searching in the night, you have at last found your target... )
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Actually, he couldn't be more unaware unless he was asleep. Which he most certainly was not, kicked back on the couch on the ground floor with a good book that he'd managed to scavenge. To be terribly honest, he hadn't given the troll boy another thought that day... Not out of cruelty or disrespect, simply because... well, he saw no immediate reason to.
He didn't honestly think anyone was really going to come and hunt him down. Apparently he was wrong. Very wrong. As he was about to find out.
A noise tips him off. A slight creak that sounds a touch different than the other creaks and groans the apartment liked to make. With a soft sigh, he dogeared the page and stood up, rolling his shoulders again. Still stiff...
"Hello?"
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"It is Cube!"
He moves Ahab's Crosshairs to a proper firing position. Aiming in every direction and at everything, preparing himself for action. He knew that his gun became a truly legendary piece of shit upon his arrival at the city, but it didn't stop him from using it. It was big and threatening and could still shoot. But instead of disintegrating what it shot it just burned whatever it hit. It was much like a bee sting, really. Painful but not deadly unless you were allergic to being burned then, well, you should get that shit looked at.
Eridan tries to even the limp in his left leg as he nears the direction he heard the voice, his cape following him and whisping over the floor as he not-limped but walked.
"I've come to see Abel!"
God it was hard pretending to be a human.
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He rolled his eyes, not even bothering to go for his own weapon as he neared the door. Granted, he was at least ready. Eridan had warned him he'd be showing up pretending to be one of his friends. And here he was. Pretending. Badly. Very badly. God are you even trying out there, Eri?
Abel wasn't about to try and hurt the troll though. It seemed pretty clear despite the bickering on the communicator that Feferi was friends with the grumpy trigger happy gray child. Well, that and Abel wouldn't have considered laying anything into Eridan save for another round of blistering embarrassment.
"Well feel free to show yourself on in, Cube. I'm right in front of the door." And by right in front of, he meant a bit off to the side with a metal mop bucket and a scavenged soup ladle.
Ready to reinact Tom and Jerry, Eri?
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While his brain is having a merrymaking bash, he flings open the door and rapidly pulls the trigger on his useless piece of a shit gun. It takes him exactly .05 seconds to realize that he is shooting at empty space and that there is no one to be shot at. And then, dropping his human ploy he growls in a rage of frustration.
"WWHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU HUMAN!?"
He turns around, just in time to see the tall human but it is too late to do anything.
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