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[justice_smells]

[Something is wrong when she wakes up. It takes her a moment to place it. Weird decor. Room clearly not on an asteroid. No horns. Not smelling anything other than an absurdly weak whiff of freshly laundered cloth. Hm...

Oh, right. Eyes. She kicks the stuffed honeybeast off her bizarre human bed right out the conveniently open window.]An abduction

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[strike_you_out]

[On this fine morning, Slugger awakens to the sound of an unfamiliar voice coming from the bedroom next door to his. Suddenly wide awake, he crawls to the edge of his bed and stares toward the wall separating the two rooms. It's too muffled to hear what the voice is saying but it sounds different from that of the drone girl who normally occupied the room. Either some fool has broken into the house and is horrible at staying quiet, or...

Listening hard, he silently gravitates toward the wall until his ear is pressed against it.]

[justice_smells]

[Door open, door slam. Sounds like she's paused in the hall.]

[strike_you_out]

[First, silence...

Then, on the door behind her come two loud, distinct knocks. Sounds like someone's in the room she just walked out of.]

[justice_smells]

[...Odd. Well, she didn't get this far by running away from probable danger. She kicks the door back open.]

Freeze, fiend!

[strike_you_out]

[Behold! ...An empty room.

Or so it might seem, until two more knocks emanate from the bedroom closet. Evidently, the fiend must be hiding there (and more than likely he's finding this mildly entertaining).]

[justice_smells]

How very mysterious! It seems the ominous lurking kidnapper has outfoxed me. If only I had my crack team of elite investigators' assistance!

[Yeah she totally throws the closet door right open.]

[strike_you_out]

[And this time something ttly different happens--

--Actually, no it doesn't. Behold, empty space part 2. As an added bonus, the door leading out into the hallway slams shut and in front of it a boy with a baseball bat now stands, regarding her coolly.]

Who are you.

[justice_smells]

[He's armed and she's not, so she doesn't move for now.]

I should be the one asking that, grubnapper.

[strike_you_out]

I asked first.

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[justice_smells]

[justice_smells]

The honorable Legislacerator Pyrope, at your service!

[strike_you_out]

[Slugger can't picture himself pronouncing that at all well.]

I'll call you Fungus.

[justice_smells]

How rude! At least go with Terezi, even though we are hardly on a first name basis here!

[strike_you_out]

[Alright, he'll settle for that. He'll even be polite and reciprocate.]

I have no name. People just call me Slugger.

[A nod toward the bed] This is where you woke?

[justice_smells]

Then I would say Slugger might as well be your name!

Yep! It's comfortable and not very slimey. Weird, right?

[strike_you_out]

[A long pause. One which suggests that perhaps you're weird.]

Slimey?