[First level | wwest side]

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[Oh, look, there's a frustrated Eridan.

A frustrated Eridan who is currently trying to hide a pile with his regal, purple cape. Wait, are those --

Sticks?

No, those are not sticks (to Eridan, at least). Those are actually just really shitty wands.]

Is this a fuckin' joke? Why isn't my sylladex workin'...

[Also, he's holding his Ahab's

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[Oh, another one of those troll cosplayers? OK then. Souji eyes him a little warily though, given that he's carrying what looks like a huge gun and he does remember what Karkat said about their sopor-less violent tendencies.]

Ah ... hello?

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[Turns towards the voice and immediately points that huge gun towards him, though thankfully for Souji he does not yet shoot. As far as he cares to know, angels can't talk but well --

Eridan is more or less a shoot now ask questions later kind of troll, so choose your next words wisely.]

What are you?

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[Souji throws his hands up in surrender. Jeez, this cosplay stuff sure is serious business.]

I'm ... a human? My name is Souji Seta. I don't mean you any harm.

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A... Human? The fuck is a human, you a type a' alien?

... You're not an angel, then? [Even though Souji is not an angel, Eridan keeps his Ahab's in position.]

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[Castle is still exploring the place, as he has been the past few days when he comes across another person looking a lot like Gamzee, Kanaya and the others. Except this one has a cape.]

No joke, friend! Nice cape.

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[Turns at the voice much like he had when Souji spoke to him, but at least this one is complimenting his cape -- Which he proceeds to wrap around himself, unfortunately showing the pile of shitty wands behind him.]

Another human? At least you appreciate my taste.

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Alas, I am. What are you doing with a pile of sticks?

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They're not sticks! They're wands.

-- Really shitty ones, but wands.

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[A frustrated newcomer. What else is new?

This one seems extra cranky though. The perfect time to pester someone, really. Green should know, people do it with him all the time.]

Don't get your shiny cape all twisted up. It's not going to work no matter how much you try to convince whatever you want to work. [All those wands, Eridan. The possibilities to tease him are endless.]

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[Huffs at that, before he bares his teeth at the human in frustration.]

Look, my sylladex is supposed to be able to keep these stored for me but it doesn't seem to be workin'.

[Which is annoying for him, considering how is he going to be able to take these anywhere.]

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Most things stop working once you enter this city. Learn to deal with it. [Green, in all his smug, jerkass glory, eyes the wand pile and grins.] Just pick one of your shitty wands, adjust your cape and cast a spell. You look like one of those silly wizards out of those books for children.

Go on. Show me what you can do with magic. [All the mocking tones, Eridan. You can have them.] Maybe a miracle will happen and we'll all end up back where we belong.

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Magic isn't fuckin' real, so don't even start with that.

[Now he just looks all the more annoyed at Green, teeth still out.]

Miracles aren't goin' to be any more real, except maybe to Gam but even then they're just fake.

Fakey fakes.

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[Wow now why does this guy with gray skin and funny horns have a pile of sticks? And seriously all these...trolls, he remembers, look to be about his age. So weird.]

[Normally, Harry would go greet him and explain to him things he knows but, really, Harry's just staring from a distance because that is a giant gun and he's not sure if approaching this guy would be the best idea. His hand is clutched around his wand, though, just in case. For once, that sense of self-preservation is kicking in, but probably only because of the gun. Really, it's huge.]

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[Eridan is still too upset that his shitty wands are out in the open like this, though yes he does have his Ahab's Crosshairs out in the open like there isn't anything unusual with that.] How am I goin' to take these anywhere? Fuckin' sylladex not workin' like it's supposed to.

Now anyone can just take them if I leave them here! That won't do, these are mine. No matter how shitty they are.

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[Oh, well, he looks like he might need some...help with those. Harry could try to levitate them all, he supposes, if the alien dude needs it. So with a sigh he heaves himself forward to approach him.]

Do you need help with those?

Awkward times will be awkward

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[Over the past few days, Terezi's seen a lot of things in her forced-hallucination Veil. There's blood everywhere, and all the other trolls she's met so far have been dead. She can't breathe without inhaling a nauseous rainbow of death, she can't see without seeing the mutilated bodies of her friends, she can't hear without constant static and far-off screams she can never find.

This is the first time she's seen Eridan, though, with all his guts spilling out all over his shoes and under hers.]

Eridan. Somebody got you too.

(OOC: It's still in the middle of their punishment but I didn't just want to ignore your intro. If it's not cool just let me know!)

More awkward is how late this tag is sobbbb

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-- Ter?

[At least, that's the voice he hears and the troll he sees when he moves to face her, still holding his Ahab's Crosshairs close to him. Though he doesn't point it at her quite yet, something about this situation already doesn't sit well with him. When would Terezi ever show up to help him with anything, let alone in this strange city without any angels?]

What do you mean, somebody fuckin' got me, too? Did they get you? Who got you?

HAHA SAAAAAME we are just on a roll here

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[Probably never. But in the grip of her hallucinations- thanks ever so much city- he's just one more body to investigate, while she tries to find just who spilled the blood all over the walls and the floors and her, and just who is screaming in the distance.]

That's a good question! [It sounds a little strained; this isn't easy. She wipes quickly at the teal tears that have gone pouring down her face from her overwhelmed senses, quickly examining herself. No visible wounds- just blood of all different colors. Her blind gaze flicks back to him.] No, it's just you. And Karkat and Kanaya and Gamzee.

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Then it's not just me, they got you and the other three here as well as me. Not that hard to figure out, Ter.

[Of course, he thinks she means those that are there at Meridian -- Not those that she believes are mutilated due to her senses being completely out of wack.]