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[spaghettiinmysoul]

[Well. He's only been here a week and he's taken a massive issue with something.

A massive issue.

Someone just talked to Yotsuba and learned something rather... unpleasant.

So after he was perfectly and utterly sure she was in a safe room for the night and tucked away, he went and took his issue up on the airwaves.

Loudly.]

WHI-WHI-WHI-WHICH ONE 'O YOU LOONY TOONS KI-KI-KILLED A KID?!

Ya don't hi-hi-hit kids! 'Specially no-no-not girl kids! No kids at all in fact! I oughta beatcha 'til ya ca-ca-ca-ca-caaaaaaAAAaAan't walk no more!

[His voice veered off into a sharp whine and then descended into static, emotion overwhelming his vocal units for a moment]

If I ever fi-fi-fi-find out who la-laid a hand on that ki-kid- I'll- You don't wanna know what I'll do!

[Rabbit didn't want to know what he'd do.]

Ya be-be-better watch it or else I'll fi-fi-find ya and then you'll be sorry ya ever even looked at her!

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[Video.]

[hystericull]

[Being a troll, Gamzee was naturally nocturnal. However, spending over a year in the tower has left him with anything but a normal sleep schedule. Clearly stressed, he tried taking his mind off of everything by prowling the network aimlessly. Pretty soon, his feed popped up in response to Rabbit's post.]

What about kids hittin' other motherfuckers?

[He grinned mischievously, although it was weak.]

[Video.]

[spaghettiinmysoul]

[Not quite sure what to make of this. A gray person. Okay. With horns. Okay. He can't place the tone either, but that's fine. He's still mad and now he has an audience to that fact]

S-s-s-s-s-ssssssssome low life cra-crazy nutjob loony ki-killed a little kid! Be-be-beat her ta death!

Who does that?! Goddamn soulles lu-lu-lunatics do that's what!

[hystericull]

[Yeah, well he doesn't know what to make of you! Strange... robotic... human... thing... you look old. And what's with that stutter!?]

I'm a motherfuckin' kid. And this brother's bony motherfucking knuckles ain't all bein' nothin' even remotely what's being up at resembling spotless. The fuck you think about that, Justicebot?

[spaghettiinmysoul]

[Rabbit is old. He's very old. He's an antique.

He also has a flame thrower.]

................

[Damn he was kind of hoping he'd run into an adult who took an issue with him. But this was kind of a kid, wasn't it? ... A punk kid.]

Didya hurt her? W-w-w-who are you sta-startin' trouble with here?!

[hystericull]

I ain't knowin' what the fuck you even be up and motherfuckin' yappin' at, dog! I didn't kill no little bitch!! ...Lately.

[Gamzee looked tired, his facepaint smudged, but this banter was loosening him up a little, and for that he was thankful.]

The fuck's it all matter to your ass, anyway? People fuckin' die, bro.

[spaghettiinmysoul]

Pe-pe-pe-people don't hafta die! No one has ta die at all! No one's go-go-go-gotta get hurt!

[hystericull]

[He makes a face, actually willing to indulge someone for once.]

You fuckin' new here or somethin', yo?

[spaghettiinmysoul]

[You have no idea]

Y-y-yeah. So what?

[hystericull]

[...Okay, maybe he's not so willing to indulge. Gamzee just sighs in exasperation, devoid of his usual terrible temper and destructive actions.]

This turgid motherfuckin' stalk of wonderland be the Tower of Die and Come Back to Motherfucking Life. Death don't mean fuckin' nothin' no more. A brother ain't all able to get his see on at the wicked beauty in it all so clearly anymore, neither.

[He's getting off-track. This is the first time he's explained this place to someone in all the time he'd been here. Usually he was too impatient.]

Sometimes bros and bitches get their fuckin' experimentation on of themselves, bein' taken away and comin' back all freaked out and motherfuckin' stitched up like what's they ain't were at all motherfuckin' being before.

[He laughed a little.]

Lookin' like your ass.

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[hemoeroticism]

Aha, threatening is against the rules. ✩

[ Even though it was technically Wretched Egg who did it, he was definitely an accessory. Only now... he's in Group B. So in a way, this is a threat directed at him. A big, big no-no according to the voice in his head. ]

[permatext]

[ocariness]

oh no please i agree but do not do anything rash this tower brings people back to life and right now its very dangerous

please

[ Rushed typing; with all the chaos going on Link can only stay for so long. ]

[spaghettiinmysoul]

[Sorry Rabbit isn't really in a very charming mood at the moment. But goodness that was a great deal of jargon he had to shift through there. He doesn't really know what some of it means, but he does know it doesn't sound pleasant in the slightest. And he did get one thing.]

Yy-y-ya don't di-die forever here?

[... Probably not the best thing to tell him. Rabbit was pretty reckless on a good day. Knowing there might be no repercussions for his idiocy might not go over well]

I-I-I look fi-fine! An' no one told me about this! Wha-wha-what's the big secret here?

... Still! Little ki-kids shouldn't hafta get hurt!

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[spaghettiinmysoul]

[Of course, Rabbit doesn't know he's talking to a perpetrator right now. He does, however, remain perfectly angry]

I-I-I-It's perfectly wi-with the rules! Ain't no one gonna me-me-mess with no little kids here! Sh-sh-she's just a little girl!

[video forever]

[spaghettiinmysoul]

I'm no-no-not doin' nuthin' unless I fi-fi-find out who hurt that kid! Then I'll d-d-do somethin' an' boy it won't be ni-nice!

[hystericull]

[Gamzee really didn't care about this guy's reckless tendencies, so he had no inclination to choose his words carefully.]

Nah. A brother up and get his inner laughy bits stuffed back all up inside him and wake up fresh as a newly-hatched motherfucker.

[He quirks a brow.]

On the fuckin' side what's all being the side that's up, though, it make it fuckin' easy as a fuckin' pie to get your murder on of bitches what trip your switch, you feel me, my brother?

[A shrug.]

The secret's bein' we ain't motherfucking knowin' much 'bout nothin' other than that. But, tykes gonna fuckin' get splattered and there ain't nothin' much no one can be doin' on it, so fuckin' quit flippin' your god damn lid on it.

[spaghettiinmysoul]

[Well really it wouldn't effect Gamzee unless the troll did something obviously horrible.]

... Weird.



We-we-well I don't wa-wanna murder no one! I ju-ju-just wanna make sure that kid stays safe! She ain't go-got no pappy here to look after her!

[HE DOESN'T CARE ABOUT THAT]

I-I-I'll flip my li-lid if I wanna! I can do what I want! Ain't no one gonna hurt her again!

[hystericull]

[Stop it you're intriguing him. Although, what can a rusty piece of junk possibly be capable of? Gamzee waved a dismissive hand.]

She'll learn to deal without her motherfuckin' lusus around. There's food and shit.

[To be honest, Gamzee was a little jealous. After his surgery, his own lid-flipping was severely limited. Watching Rabbit get so worked up was entertaining.]

Yeah, yeah. Have fun watchin' that touching statement yours all sprout a sick pair of motherfuckin' rusty fairy wings and propel its titties right up out the fucking viewing pane.

[spaghettiinmysoul]

It ain't th' sa-sa-same without yer pappy!

[He should know.]

She ne-ne-needs someone ta take care of her an' I'm g-g-g-gonna.

I don't ca-care what anyone sa-sa-says, I'm gonna look out fer that kid. No one's gonna hu-hurt her ever again.

[And that sounded perfectly final, the robots eyes overly bright for a moment.]

[hystericull]

[He's just about done with this topic tbh.]

Okay, okay! Motherfuck!

The fuck a hunk a' junk gonna know 'bout rearin' no charge? There be fucked up bullfairies chillin' in this motherfuckin' joint somewhere, just nab one of them dudes. Probably do a fuckin' better job.

[spaghettiinmysoul]

[RABBIT WILL NEVER BE DONE WITH THIS TOPIC]

I du-du-dunno but I'll be there fer her! I-I-I'm a gre-great big brother, how hard can it be? I'll ju-just make sure she don't get hurt again.

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[hemoeroticism]

Complaining is against the rules, too! Are you misbehaving? How are we supposed to love one another with all this negativity? ✩

[video]

[spaghettiinmysoul]

We-we-well book me, cause I gotta complaint! I got lots of 'em! Ww-w-who busts up a little kid anyway?! Ya gotta problem with that?

[audio]

[hemoeroticism]

Was that a yes?

[video]

[spaghettiinmysoul]

He-he-hell yes it's a yes!

Whoever hu-hu-hurt that kid is gonna get it!

[permatext, obviously hastily written as well]

[planetcrusher]

im gona have to agree with greentext here plz dont do anything 2 hasty. things are dangerous right now. stay calm & keep safe! plz!