Characters: Ammy and EVERYONE EVER!!!!!1!!!
Setting: 1-14, then Floor 18.
Format: I will follow your posting style anywhere, bby. ;o
Summary: Myopic, diabetic nerd assuming he's being sold as a sex slave. He's a genius.
Warnings: AU awkward warnings for all hamsteaks. Also warnings for: Ammy being dumb, Ammy jumping to awkwardly troubling
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The split second Ammy saw another human figure, he'd tried to skid to a stop, backpedal, something, but it didn't quite go over as planned. His shoes didn't exactly have traction, and his heel skidded out from under him, sending the teen toppling back, on to his ass. His first instinct was to rub his damn sore tailbone, before really getting a look at the guy, and. Armor. Helmet.
Fuck fuck fuck.
Instead of getting up and running again, the panting teen just drew his legs to his chest and huddled on the stair. "D-don't shoot, I- I'll go back!"
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"Go back where? There is no way out, to my knowledge." He might be scary and armored and such, but for the moment, he's making no hostile movements. Unless putting one's hands in their pockets is hostile.
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"Um. No, I- I wasn't trying to escape-" The guy going to his pockets made Ammy skiddish again, flinching enough that his hood fell back. And he didn't automatically try to fix it. Clearly, this was serious business.
"...wait." Come to think of it...this guy was too calm. "Am, uh...am I being punked?"
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DOOF
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"Sor-"
HOLY CRAP HER HEAD HAD A BOLT IN IT.
Yeah, no offense Fran but he's just going to stare.
And stare.
...and stare.
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She might have kyah'd a little.
Fran pushes her hair out of her face, and sighs. "I should know better than to walk in the middle of these halls, I guess."
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"...does it hurt-"
CRAP don't say that out loud!! Ammy clamped his hands over his mouth, but yeah. He's gawking.
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From the looks of it he seems out of breath, a perfect vict- no. It wasn't feeding time, she didn't need that frame of mind right now. But maybe she could tuck it away for later, for next time. Yeah, she'd do that. With that out of the way, she rounded him, prepared to face whoever this was with a condescending sneer and a flutter of large blue wings.
"Soooooooomeone sure is out of shape! Humans really shouldn't exert their bodies when they clearly can't handle such little amounts of stress."
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Well, he was currently looking at someone he knew. From D&D. As in, the character. As in, his best big bro-figure's character, wings and all, sassing at him just like she should have. Clearly, this was the most costly prank Dick had ever done, if he'd managed to wrangle up some thirteen year old to paint themselves gray and haze him.
"...uh." Ammy shifted his super-cool bag, looking either which way, before settling back on Vriska. "Yeah, about that. Fine, you got me. You guys scared the bejeezus out of me, and Dick got his laugh. Can I go home now?"
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She might as well confirm it's him, though surely she couldn't be mistaken. It wasn't like she'd paid attention to him for his whole session or anything.
"Egbert??"
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"And you're currently looking like Vriska, who's Victor's, spent a long time not-flirting at my character before finally getting killed because Teresa got really fed up with all this nonsense." Ammy crossed his arms, rolling his eyes. "I doubt Dick explained all this stuff to you, so- just tell him to come out, before I call the cops. Again."
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[ ... Of course, since his new roommate bolted, Minato had to inwardly sigh and decide he'd better follow, since he'd written that guide along with Rose, and figured he could best help the other teen out.
... Luckily, this particular blue-haired boy is very much in shape, and catches up to Ammy fairly quickly. Quick enough, at least, to run across him catching his breath. His tone is neutral, and he's wearing a collar, too--really, he's the opposite of threatening-looking, considering he's also sort of short. ]
... Are you alright?
[ What even, bro. Calm yo' dice. ]
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Um...
[Okay, collar, calm, not carrying visible weapons, not coated in blood. Amadeus relaxed almost instantly, shoulders sagging. His awesome backpack nearly fell off his shoulder.]
...I don't know what's going on.
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... I see. You're currently in the Tower, under the premise that your world is gone. ... We're not sure if that's true or not. I might be able to help answer some things, if you'd like?
[ At least the things he was presently aware of. ]
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'Cos if he has anything to do with this, I am...I am just, done with him! [Hmph.]
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So he wasn't really paying attention when he was knocked off his feet. "Sorry!" He gasped straight away assuming it had been his fault.
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"Hu-" Whoa it was a kid. What was a kid- oh geez it really WAS a slave ring place!!!!!!
"Hey, are you alright?!" Ammy slid across the floor on his knees, trying to hastily help Taiki up while looking around.
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He clambered back to his feet and tried to help the man up, though on one knee he was about as tall as Taiki was.
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