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:33 < furth entry | accidental voice

May 16, 2011 23:09

[The device had fallen to the ground-- the sounds of a fight can be heard initially! Hissing... insane honking? And the general sound of a FIGHT, whatever that is. However, after a few seconds of this there is a scream.

And then it falls silent, only for a honk to be heard, and then some text will appear in Nepeta's usual green font:]

:o)

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honk honk motherfucker, motherfucking honk, :o), honk, honk honk honk honk

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text! 4llth3just1c3 May 17 2011, 03:13:04 UTC

N3P3T4??
N3P3T4 4NSW3R TH1S 1F YOU 4R3 OK!!!

>:|

hemocidal May 17 2011, 05:55:08 UTC

[He dodges backwards - insane clown powers sure are handy - before throwing the juggling club straight for her face.]

4llth3just1c3 May 17 2011, 06:03:01 UTC

[That one she isn't fast enough to dodge or block, and the club hits its mark. There's a sharp, stabbing pain as her nose breaks and bright turquoise blood begins to flow. For a second, that's all she can focus on, and it leaves her open.]

hemocidal May 17 2011, 06:18:15 UTC

[The honking laughter starts up again as he aims a punch straight for her middle.]

I've got your MOTHERFUCKING NOSE, BITCH.

4llth3just1c3 May 17 2011, 06:22:17 UTC

[Funny thing about a broken nose - it bleeds a lot. The sharp, berry scent of her blood is all she can smell. She really is blind now, and so there's no way she can sense the punch coming. It knocks the breath from her lungs and she doubts over with a slight whimper.]

hemocidal May 17 2011, 06:37:12 UTC

[The more she sounds in pain, the higher pitch the laughter gets, and he reaches out to try and grab her hair with one hand and shove her to the ground - reaching for the club he threw at her a moment ago.]

You want to see where Nepeta's gone?

YOU WANT TO SEE THE MOTHERFUCKING MIRACLES?

4llth3just1c3 May 17 2011, 06:43:53 UTC

[And down she goes! Somehow she's dropped her swords, and all she can do is reach up to scratch as his wrist uselessly as he reaches for his club. She can't smell, and now the blood is running down into her mouth. She feels pathetic, helpless. But she does manage to gather a good amount of that bright blood in her mouth and spit it at him.]

hemocidal May 17 2011, 06:55:11 UTC

[He barely flinches at the appleberry blast, only grinning wider as it hits him in the face. He brings the club down towards her temple - eyes watching the teal streaming down her face.]

4llth3just1c3 May 17 2011, 06:56:32 UTC

[And of course, she doesn't even sense it coming. There's a sharp, sudden pain that blooms across her temple, so bad she can't even think in the second it takes her to black out.]

1/2 chosenfake May 17 2011, 07:15:10 UTC

[Luke bursts in just a minute too late, apparently. He brandishes his sword as he takes in the scene.

Shit. Shit. His eyes shift to Gamzee. The scent of blood makes him sick to his stomach. He steps between Gamzee and Terezi, or tries.]

What did you do?

chosenfake May 17 2011, 07:15:52 UTC

[His fingers tremble along the grip of his sword, then tighten. His voice wavers at the edges, but the green fire in his gaze is undeniable and fierce.]

What did you do?!

hemocidal May 17 2011, 07:34:17 UTC

[Gamzee stands up, staring straight back at Luke and grinning maniacally. He reaches up and pulls down the sunglasses he took from Nepeta - just enough to see who the fuck this motherfucker was - the slashes on his face are still leaking his own indigo blood.

The juggling club looks awful pretty with the green, red, and teal.]

How about you show a little motherfucking respect.

AND GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY MOTHERFUCKING WAY.

chosenfake May 17 2011, 07:50:29 UTC

[Oh god. That grin is unlike anything he saw on the communicator. He remembers how uncaring he was when Gamzee first appeared in the City. Luke thought he was a little loopy, but now it's obvious there's more to it. He doesn't quite understand everything going on with Gamzee, but he does know that he has the blood of his friends on the floor around him and he has to do something.

He has to.

Luke stares down the maybe murderer. It occurs to him that he should call for help, but it's probably too late for that. He can't afford to take his eyes off Gamzee, not even for a moment.]

They were your friends! They never did anything to you! They don't deserve this... They-- they've only ever been kind to everyone here!

I won't let you go any further. You'll have to go through me!

[He charges Gamzee, sword ready to dish out a flurry of slashes across Gamzee's torso. GODMODE VS GODMODE YEAAAAAH.]

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