[video] here have a late intro post. i hope the awfulness makes up for the delay...somehow....

[grannyfucker]

Alright, so I've been here a couple of days already, and I've just got one question.

What's up with all the furries around here? No one told me there'd be one of those creepy comic book sex cult conventions going on in this place!

What is wrong with the people running this place, and why couldn't they have at least mentioned something about this?! Jesus!

((OOC: I will probably be slow on tags after today, BUT I will tag back a few days later! Just need to get a few things sorted after today first.))

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[chronomancer]

[Easy now, easy. For now, he's just doing the creepy lurker thing, watching from a distance. Arguing with himself whether he should go for the cathartic beating or the efficient headshot.

Taking his time, really.]

[grannyfucker]

[Nathan is not particularly observant and notices nothing.]

[hystericull]

[Creepy lurker thing? What a popular hobby. There's a looming mass of bones behind Eridan, bent over the jadeblood's head to leer properly at the abrasive human. A knobby elbow was placed right between those wavy horns, propping his chin up on the heel of his hand for a better vantage point.]

(Thought we weren't all supposed to be cullin' other motherfuckers.)

[The amusement was almost staggeringly high in that whisper.]

[chronomancer]

[Eridan hissed a very quiet snort, and did not dislodge Gamzee off his horns, though he did shoot the juggalo a dirty look for using him as a headrest. Fucker.]

(We ain't doing anything, right now. We're just... looking.)

[He sneered a little, mock-innocence coloring his tone.]

[hystericull]

[He growled in disapproval, louder than was probably safe for two murderous alien children huddled in stalker-mode.]

(Looking's fuckin' boring, dumbfuck!)

[chronomancer]

(Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.)

[Eridan sank a bony elbow into Gamzee's gut.]

(Looking will be all we've got if you go and ruin this.)

[grannyfucker]

[Nathan actually heard that one!

He stops and slowly turns around to see what's behind him...]

[hystericull]

(Fuck!!!)

[Holy fuck GOD FUCKING DAMMIT HE HEARD THEM. Luckily, the pair of them can be as swift as fucking lightning - Gamzee with his flashstep, and Eridan with his Time powers. Without their stupid abilities, they'd probably be damn near useless. His hand flies around the collar of Eridan's jacket, fisting it roughly before tugging them both to the ground.]

(YOU FUCKING IDIOT!!!)

[chronomancer]

(Ohshi--)

[Eridan lands on the ground with a very quiet oof, and then proceeds to kick Gamzee's ankles as he hisses.]

(ME? YOU STARTED IT!)

[hystericull]

[Oh you did not. Gamzee's leg comes up in a swift boot right to Eridan's thigh/hip area in retaliation.]

(YOU'RE THE ONE WITH THE LOUD-ASS MOTHERFUCKING SHOOSHES YOU PALE WHORE!!!)

[chronomancer]

(SHUT YOUR LYING MAW, YOU FUCKIN' CLOWN! THAT WAS FUCKIN' HUSHIN', NOT GODDAMN SHOOSHIN', GET YOUR FILTHY MIND OUT 'A THE GRUBFUCKIN' PALE GUTTER.)

[Bitch, he did. He will also throw a hand to try and smack you for that.]

[hystericull]

(WHATEVER THE MOTHERFUCK IT ALL WAS, SURE AS FUCK WAS LOUD ENOUGH TO ALL BE A PALESLUT GETTING THEIR MOTHERFUCKING CALL ON OUT FOR SOME FUCKING PACIFICATION.)

[That fist hit him square in the face, thanks. Excuse him while he wraps his hands around your throat and squeezes - as friendly as he possibly can!]

[chronomancer]

[Eridan wheezes at that throat squeeze, then brings up a leg to kick Gamzee in the gut and see if he'll release him. Just a love tap, really. He'd add commentary, but he can't talk if he can't breathe.]

[hystericull]

[Yeah, that does the trick. Gamzee relinquishes his grip, letting out quite the unattractive noise as he jerks back, sinking his own fist into Eridan's gut to share the pain before flopping back on his ass.]

(I THINK) [Huff, huff, catching breath. You knocked the wind out of him, you ass.] (YOU BE FORGETTING WHO ALL THE MOTHERFUCK WE WAS COMING HERE TO GET OUR FUCKIN CULL ON OF.)

[chronomancer]

(Did I blow your fucking head off? No? Then I haven't forgotten who's gonna get culled and who's gonna get smacked.)

[He's grumpy. Also, fingering his throat.]

[hystericull]

[Be grumpy, see if he cares. Not like you're not always grumpy anyway! Grumpy ass!!!]

(Tch, I'm all up and tremblin' in my mother fucking skivvies, here, bro.)

(Oh wait I ain't fuckin' wearin' none.)

[chronomancer]

(...yes, Gam, I really needed to know that.)

[Dead-eyes.]

[hystericull]

(Bet you all fuckin' did.)

[Was that a sleazy wink?]

[chronomancer]

[Dead-eyeing you so hard right now, Makara. So hard.]