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[shellfishlovver]

[The Highblood's off key laugh would be the last memory Dualscar had of his time in Alternia. Both disarmed and dismembered, he had been awaiting the final, skull crushing blow. Just his luck too, pity he was never good with knock knock jokes, mostly because the concept of knocking was beyond him.

It was this sound that he heard resounding in his

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[misterwwizard]

[Well. That voice sounds familiar... Almost like... him? No. Much older... could it be? He tries to say something, no words come out at first. The fact that it sounds like him and he mentioned Mindfang... yeah. Cant' be a coincidence... It's like a thirteen year old girl meeting Justin Bieber.]

A-are you...?

[shellfishlovver]

Am I what, boy? Or are you another fuckin' trap set to fuck with my cod-damn mind?

[misterwwizard]

The Orphaner? Dualscar?

[He sounds really hopeful here.]

[shellfishlovver]

...how the fuck do you know my name? If you are responsible for this I will thrust my bloody hand down this machine and down your throat!!

[He's in a very good mood today.]

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[l3g1sl4t1ng]

[Trying to not lose shit. Trying to not lose shit. Barely succeed. Oh man, did he say Mindfang?]

Are my ears deceiving me? Why, are you and her married here? [This is so funny. Mindfang is not livign that down.] But since you are technically an ally and one I should help with. I can explain to you the situation we have landed in.

I am sure you would also like to know that Her Imperial Condescension has arrived before you.

[shellfishlovver]

[Wait, what, voices from the receiver, he picks it up.]

Married? What the fuck are you on about. [He grunts to express his displeasure] You always were on top of things...I suppose you would know more about my current situation than even I fuckin' do..

[He nearly drops the damn phone.]

..She's here..?

[l3g1sl4t1ng]

It is a human tradition. When a female human and a male human wish to be together eternally, they get married. You are now married to Marquise Spinneret Mindfang. Well, she is supposed to take on your surname. Heavens me, I forget. I should call her by something else for now on! [This is amusing to her.]

Of course. I arrived earlier and I have done my questioning around. This is some human town that goes by Mayfield. However, it is not like the norm from what I have been told. It likes to do things.

Oh yes. She is not happy about the predicament. But I suppose the fact that the young heiress and her merry trolls are here too. I am surprised we get to meet a generation who are a lot like us.

Just so you know, she regained her troll body from the event.

[sheisapir8]

[Mindfang had been having quite a lovely sleep. Long days, what with that event happening and all those idiots killing other idiots. Suckers, as her old mentor would say.

Had was the keyword though. Once Dualscar so rudely woke up and reacted like that she had found that beautiful sleep disturbed. A frown had distorted her features briefly, the female rolling onto her side, growling softly before the voice clicked into her mind. Well well, it wasn't the first time she had seen the town return the dead. With Dolorosa here, and even Redglare, she shouldn't be so surprised to find him here. Though having him as a forced matesprite was both ironic and irritating. The idiot didn't need more ideas.

Sitting up, Mindfang rolls her eyes, running a hand through messy hair] Yes, yes, me. Now darling, do stop shrieking. It's far too early for your nonsense.

So much mind-fuck.

[shellfishlovver]

[He's midway through getting in a fight with the bedside table as she speaks.

He keeps his eyes locked on hers for a second, acknowledging that she is the same appearance as ever.

Damn that woman and her constant upper-handedness.]

Shriekin'!? I am not shrieking! I'm...fuckin' pink! WHY??

It's the only fuck he gets oh burn

[sheisapir8]

[Let me guess, the table is winning.

And ahahah yes she's just gunna notice his staring and casually run a hand through her hair, no pinkness for her.

She's just waiting for him to find out his blood colour now]

You're shrieking, and like a common whore would. As for why... punishment of course. The highbloods stripped you of your true body and put you in this pink one instead.

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[moemoetentacles]

You sound like that other guy. He says that 'fuck' word a lot too.

[shellfishlovver]

What other guy?
....
And, no I fuckin' don't.

[moemoetentacles]

That Eridan guy. He talks like that all the time.

phone;

[dreambubbly]

[...welp. Feferi can figure out who she's speaking to, even if the accent was tempered with a lot more gruffness than she was used to hearing. With the accent, and the focus on the hemospectrum? Yep.]

It's not a highblood's doing.

[shellfishlovver]

[He is not as observant, also she doesn't sound as heartess as the Empress.....also she's actually talking to him so it could never be her.]

How do you know...? Tell me!

[dreambubbly]

[She takes a deep breath.]

There are two tyrianblooded trolls here. I am one, and Her Imperious Condescension is the other. She arrived after me, and I'm not the kind to do things like this.