Jul 07, 2011 09:27
Does anyone know any human cures for sneezing and coughing? I seem to have come down with something, and there aren't any troll remedies available r-r-right... n-n-n-...
[Cue a thunderous sneeze, and then the audio cuts out.]
[OOC: backdated to Monday, July 4th.]
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DON'T SNEEZE. YOU'LL DIE.
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What?
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Don't motherfuckin' sneeze, okay? I'm telling you. It'll all like make your fuckin' pan implode [he adds some flailing gestures for clarification.] and you'll fuckin' kick the wicked shit.
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I'm not dying, Highblood, I just have a c-c-c...
[Another thunderous sneeze, then a loud honk! as Equius blows his nose.]
A cold.
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No, man, the dude before said like if you sneeze you are done for it. End of the motherfuckin' line. It's real serious.
[He's just looking real worried here.]
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[Maybe it would be reassuring if the Highblood could see him? Equius switches to video, and... no, that's pretty much the opposite of reassuring. He's a troll again, but he looks terrible; his hair is tangled and sticking out in all directions, his skin is a paler gray and the bags under his eyes are bigger and darker than usual, and his nose is deep blue and dripping.]
See? I'm fine.
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But that dude was a motherfuckin' doctor. They know shit about being sick and dying.
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I can't stop, though.
I don't... I don't think I'm dying...
[Starting to sound doubtful here.]
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Highblood. I'm not dying. I'm j-j-just...
[Just sneezing again, several times in rapid succession this time.]
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[He is really really worried. Also not remembering that Terezi and Karkat et all, survived a similar cold just a few months back.]
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I can't help it, I can't just stop...
[Pause to blow his nose into a towel.]
Look, do you want me to come over there? To prove to you I'm not dying?
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Bro, you shouldn't all be hoofing it anywhere when you are like dying and shit. I can come over there.
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[Oh, but the Highblood wants to come over to his hive? Oh okay that's awesome acceptable.]
If you're coming over, just let yourself in. I don't want to get out of bed.
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Aight. I'll be there real quick, okay? Don't die.
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Okay. I promise not to die in the next few minutes.
[With that, Equius turns off his SFC, rolls over in his bed, and pulls the blankets up over his shoulders.]
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