[You continue to scream, but now scramble back a bit from Kanaya. He warned you not to turn your back on the body, and now that body is standing right in front of you...]
YES I FUCKING REMEMBERED AND I REMEMBERED WHAT HAPPENED NEXT AFTER THAT OH FUCK OH FUCK OH GOD OH FUCK OH GOD OH FUCK OH GOD OH FUCK OH GOD OH FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK OH GOD WHAT AM I GOING TO DO WHAT THE FUCK THIS IS HOW THE FUCK DID NONE OF US KNOW ABOUT THAT
[You see your MATESPRIT(???) screaming his chitinous windpipes hoarse. Normally you'd be more concerned, but you're still sort of pissed off at him. Not to mention the fact that you've sudden had a bunch of memories dumped on you, including watching DOOMED TIMELINE DAVE die because of you. So you're a little too caught up in your own bullshit to deal with his right now.]
I TEREZI OH GOD WHAT THE FUCK WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU GO I TOLD YOU I FUCKING ORDERED EVERYONE IF YOU'RE LEAVING THE MAIN LAB TELL ME WHERE THE FUCK YOU'RE GOING AND NOW OH GOD OH FUCK OH GOD OH FUCK OH FUCK WHY DID YOU HAVE TO LEAVE
[Your screaming only intensifies, taking on a note of rage in addition to the terror.
You are also beginning to cry a little from the overwhelming emotions. Delicious candy-red tears. Or, as humans might be more used to, diluted BLOOD-RED tears.]
That one word forcibly drags you back into reality. Your stupid, freak mutant blood has always been a curse to you. You were sure one day, someone would find out, and that would be that, you would be culled right there. Once Sgrub started, you were placed on a planet full of your own freak blood, just to taunt you. And then when you finally led your team to victory, you thought you had escaped its curse. You were free. No one would care. You could live.
And then.
His punchline-blooded motherfucker.
Those humans stranded you there, and now your curse, your blood, your title, everything that is you is now a motherfucking punchline for that motherfucking best friend.
Blood doesn't just flow. When pushed to your limit, it begins to boil as well.
You equip your SICKLE. Not any special sickle, just your normal one from the very start. You don't know why you still even have it. But now that's enough. You lunge for this human's throat, not even recognizing who he is. He is a human, he is there- He is talking about your blood
( ... )
[Unable to even scream, you grab whatever sickle you can manage (the REGISICKLE? Better than nothing, you guess), and point it at Gamzee with shaking hands.]
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YOU WERE SERIOUS
OH GOD
OH FUCK
YOU WERE SERIOUS
AND I
FUCK
FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK
[Your VOLUME has not lowered a single bit, but at least you are using words now.]
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Karkat Whats Wrong
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Wait
Oh No Please Dont Tell Me You Remembered Too
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I FUCKING REMEMBERED
AND I REMEMBERED WHAT HAPPENED NEXT
AFTER THAT
OH FUCK
OH FUCK
OH GOD
OH FUCK
OH GOD OH FUCK OH GOD OH FUCK OH GOD OH FUCK
FUCK
FUCK FUCK FUCK
FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK
OH GOD
WHAT AM I GOING TO DO
WHAT THE FUCK
THIS IS
HOW THE FUCK DID NONE OF US KNOW ABOUT THAT
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And perhaps cry a little. Diluted, yet still candy-red tears.]
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WH4T 4R3 YOU Y3LL1NG 4BOUT NOW
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TEREZI
OH GOD
WHAT THE FUCK
WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU GO
I TOLD YOU
I FUCKING ORDERED EVERYONE
IF YOU'RE LEAVING THE MAIN LAB
TELL ME WHERE THE FUCK YOU'RE GOING
AND NOW
OH GOD
OH FUCK
OH GOD
OH FUCK OH FUCK WHY DID YOU HAVE TO LEAVE
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... Uh. Dude, are you okay?
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You are also beginning to cry a little from the overwhelming emotions. Delicious candy-red tears. Or, as humans might be more used to, diluted BLOOD-RED tears.]
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That one word forcibly drags you back into reality. Your stupid, freak mutant blood has always been a curse to you. You were sure one day, someone would find out, and that would be that, you would be culled right there. Once Sgrub started, you were placed on a planet full of your own freak blood, just to taunt you. And then when you finally led your team to victory, you thought you had escaped its curse. You were free. No one would care. You could live.
And then.
His punchline-blooded motherfucker.
Those humans stranded you there, and now your curse, your blood, your title, everything that is you is now a motherfucking punchline for that motherfucking best friend.
Blood doesn't just flow. When pushed to your limit, it begins to boil as well.
You equip your SICKLE. Not any special sickle, just your normal one from the very start. You don't know why you still even have it. But now that's enough. You lunge for this human's throat, not even recognizing who he is. He is a human, he is there- He is talking about your blood ( ... )
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