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[chronomancer]

...Fuck.
okay
i thought i wwas done wwith this but apparently im not
just
oh fuck
okay
wwere just
goin to organize ourselvves
as usual
consider this a memo wwhat wwith the lack a an actual memo
maybe itll wwork out better in the long run this wway
wwhatevver
try not
you knoww
wwell you knoww
just remember this is public because i
still
dont knoww howw to lock stuff an
shit
if any a you figured it out
pass it along
you knoww wwhos stuck here in the towwer
so
you knoww wwhat to do
an please
dont be grubfuckin shitstains that evveryone hates
one a us
wwill end up stuck here
dealin wwith the aftermath
so
Dont Screww Up


the
wwell
the rest a you
readin this
im
im really sorry about this



[ooc: Time shenanigans! Eridan has been splitting off into several dozen doomed selves who are now running around the tower getting killed, and will probably descend on this entry en masse. Which is gonna get very confusing, very frustrating, very soon. Have fun?]

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[hystericull]

[Another pause, not as long as the first.]

WhErE'D He aLl gEt tO?

[Yeah he knows the answer shut up.]

[chronomancer]

hes dead gam
he wwasnt the alpha

[hystericull]

[Stop you're making the clown sad.]

Oh
I'M NoT ToO MuCh aT LiKiNg wHeN OnE Of yOu bRoThErS AlL GeTs hIs dEaTh mOtHeRfUcKiNg oN

DoEsN'T FeEl lIkE, tOo fUcKiN GoOd uP In mY GuTs
aNd sTuFf
HoNk

[chronomancer]

[Sob.]

im sorry
maybe
maybe wwe shouldnt talk again
until this is under control
wwould that help?

[hystericull]

UhHhHh
WhAtEvEr fEeL RiGhT WiTh wHeRe yOu'rE Up iN, yO
AiN'T No mOtHeRfUcKiNg iNtEnTiOn oF MiNe tO GeT YoUr pAn aLl iN A TwIsT MoRe tHaN It aLl iS FuCkIn tO Be rIgHt aT NoW
So, LiKe, WhAt tHe mOtHeRfUcK EvEr yOu aLl bE WaNtInG Me tO FuCk oFf tO Is cHiLl wItH Me, BrOtHeR

[chronomancer]

im Fine
i just
i dont wwant to upset you

[hystericull]

[Arghh why did he even say anything.]

HaHaHa nAw dOn't gEt yOuR WoRrY On iN Me
I Be aLl cHiLl aS WhAt's cAn fUcKiN Be, YeAh?
So, No nEeD To aLl gEtTiNg a hUnK Of mOtHeRfUcKiNg sTrEsS-NoIsE SpAcE AlL LiKe, Up aNd rEsErVeD On tHiS MoThErFuCkEr oR NoThInG
JuSt mAyBe a lItTlE SpOt iN ThE PaN FoR A BrOtHeR In tHe "GeT YoUr fUcKiN VeRbAl sPeWaGe aT If eVeR YoU AlL GoT SoMe sHiT To bE On yOuR MoThErFuCkInG MiNd" SeCtIoN
MaYbE

[chronomancer]

thank you
he
didnt get to finish answwerin you
but you knoww
hes still me an i can still tell you
i dont put up wwith you gam
i think
its probably the other wway around
really
last time wwas fun
except for
the pukin at least

[hystericull]

ReAlLy? yOu dOn't?
WeLl sHiT, tHaT Be tHe bEsT NoIsE To bE AlL GeTtInG In a bRoThEr's sPoNgE ClOtS WhAt's sInCe a wHiLe aGo, ThEn!
NoT ThAt iT AiN'T ChIlL, 'CaUsE PeEpS AlL GoTtA GeT To fEeLiNg wHaT ThEy aLl aRe tO Be fEeLiNg aBoUt a mOtHeRfUcKeR, aNd iF A MoThErFuCkEr dOnE GoInG To iRrItAtE ThE FuCkInG ShIt oUtTa tHeM, tHeN ThAt jUsT Be a bRoThEr oR SiStErS OwN MoThErFuCkInG BuSiNeSs, AnD I AiN'T AlL AbOuT To gO GeTtInG No hArSh oN AlL AbOuT ThAt sHiT
YeAh wE ShOuLd kIcK It aGaIn sOoN ThEn
I DiDn't mUcH MiNd tHe pUkInG, tHoUgH
YoU KiNdA GoT AlL AsLeEp aFtEr iT
AnD I GoT My cUdDlE On aT YoU

[chronomancer]

really
trust me
i irritate myself wway more than you could possibly irritate me
so its okay
chill evven
so dont wworry about it






yeah i
dont think
i handle sopor wwell
maybe next time
wwe can hang out wwithout it
if
thats a thing wwe can do
please

[Yeah we. Are not talking about cuddling. At all. Never.]

[hystericull]

If iT'S AlL FuCkIn cHiLl aT YoUr eNd tHeN It bE DeFiNiTeLy aLl kInDs oF OkAy wItH ThIs mOtHeRfUcKeR, yO
AiN'T MuCh tO GeT My wOrRy aLl oN At nOtHiNg iF YoU AlL Go aNd sAy i sHoUlDn't aLl bE HaViNg tO! :o)

Oh, UhHhH
ShIt, BrOtHeR, 'CoUrSe wE AiN'T GoTtA Do tHe nOiSe tHaT WaY If tHaT AlL DoN'T MaKe yOu tHe mOsT CoMfOrTaBlE LiTtLe fIsHy wHaT'S EvEr wAs tO Be hAvInG A WiCkEd tImE
A BrOtHeR AiN'T GoNnA MaKe nO MoThErFuCkEr dO SoMeThInG He aIn't aLl wAnTiNg tO
ShIt's nOt fUcKiNg cOoL
So wE Be dOiNg wHaTeVeR ThE WiCkEd wInD TeLlS In uS To bE DoInG NeXt tImE
ThE WiCkEd wInD BeInG YoU, aLl mEtApHoRiCaLlY MoThErFuCkInG SpEaKiNg

[chronomancer]

heh
i wwould like that
hangin out wwith you again i mean
an if its chill wwith you an chill wwith me
i guess
this means wwe ought to make it happen
right?

[hystericull]

HaHaHaHa mOtHeRfUcKiNg yEs tHaT Be aLl wHaT It's tO MeAn, MoThErFuCkEr!
WhErE YoU WaNnA Go?
ThErE Be pLeNtY Of wIcKeD SpAcEs uP In tHiS LoFtY DuDe oF A ToWeR, fOr fUcKiNg sUrE
YoU AlL GeT YoUr sEe oN Of a pLaCe wHaT'S YoU WeRe aLl tO Be lIkE, tAkInG A MoThErFuCkInG FaNcY To wHaT'S SoMeTiMe bEfOrE NoW?
We cOuLd aLl gO To tHaT PlAcE

...would you kill me, if I killed this one too? SNRK

[chronomancer]

oh
wwell
i like the media room?
just
theres usually a lot a people there
an theres the flowwer floor or the forest floor
but
that might just be because im diurnal
an i miss the sunlight a little

I WON'T KILL YOU BUT YOU'RE GOING TO TRAUMATIZE THIS KID

[hystericull]

ThAt's tHe oNe wItH AlL ThE CrAzY FlAsHy sCrEeNs aNd mOvIeS AnD ShIt, RiGhT?
We cOuLd gEt aT ThAt nOiSe iF YoU AlL WaNtEd tO Do iT WhAt's tHaT WaY
Or, LiKe
YoU GoT BeEf wItH LoTs oF PeEpS?
ThAt's cOoL ToO We aIn't gOtTa gO NoWhErE WhErE ThErE Be a bUnCh oF OtHeR BrOtHeRs aNd bItChEs gEtTiNg tHeIr cHiLl aLl oN ToO
I, uH
ThE OnE WiTh aLl tHe tReEs aNd dArK ShIt kInDa dOeS To sCaRe mE A LiTtLe
MaInLy 'CaUsE OnE MoThErFuCkInG TiMe i gOt aLl lOsT In iT AnD I WaS StUcK AnD CoUlDn't bE AlL GeTtInG My fInD On oF ThE WaY OuT
:o(

wait, isn't that my job?

[chronomancer]

i dont
really havve a problem wwith most people?
but
the arm thing
it makes them uncomfortable i guess

[No, it makes them worried, and Eridan handles worry as well as Gamzee handles showers.]

how about the flowwer floor
or
do you mind the sun much?
it doesnt burn

YES AND YOU DO IT SO WELL

[hystericull]

Oh
WeLl tHaT AiN'T No rEaSoN To hIdE YoUr bAd sElF AlL Up
JuSt tO AlL FuCkIn sPaRe a fEw oF ThEm sQuIrMy pEePs

BuT FuCk yEaH!
I AiN'T NeVeR GoTtEn tO LiKe, AlL BeEn tO ThAt pLaCe wHaT'S BeFoRe
So, ShIt, MaN We AlL CaN Be gOiNg tO ThErE If tHaT'S SoMeThInG YoU WaNnA Do
AnD UhHh
AiN'T NeVeR ReAlLy bEeN In tHe sUn lOtS Of tImEs hErE
OnLy lIkE, a cOuPlE TiMeS
DiDn't hUrT LiKe tHe oNe bAcK At hOmE BuT StIlL FeLt aLl fUcKiN WeIrD-LiKe
kInDa iN A DoPe wAy tHoUgH

YeAh! lEt's aLl gEt tO GoInG To tHeRe ThEn :oD

I try my best for you~ (I had a better idea, whoops)

[chronomancer]

i knoww
but
i dont like makin people uncomfortable
thats all

i like it
makes me kind a wwarm an drowwsy
but its nice

see you there?

i hate when you have ideas

[hystericull]

sUrE! :oD

[He pushed away from the terminal excitedly, scurrying towards the stairwell and blindly climbing up, up. ...Until he hit floor twenty-three. Or, rather, floor twenty-four. He... thought? Wait, what floor was he on, again?

He paused, walking back down the stairs. Floor twenty-two. The top one was the flower place, right? He walked back up. Floor twenty-four. Was this the top? Wait... did he skip a floor? He walked back down. Floor twenty-two. Up. Twenty-four. Down. Twenty-two. Up. Twenty-four. Down...]

my ideas are best what are you talking about

[chronomancer]

[MEANWHILE, Eridan had just walked down to the flower floor, rather uneventfully. He tried to look for a nice place to sit down and wait. The grass was nice and the sun didn't burn and everything was---

Why was the grass damp?

Why was the grass damp with jade?

Eridan sat there, staring at his fingers, which were smeared with drying, clotting jade. He would have moved the fuck away from the spot the second he realized he was sitting on the exact spot one of his doomed selves died, but he was too busy trying to keep lunch down.

He was going to be sick if he didn't do something soon.]

no that is a complete lie you should be ashamed

[hystericull]

[Fucking shit, where the motherfuck was he now? Oh, he... oh how did he manage to climb three more flights? Or, wait, two? Oh Jesus fuck, who the fuck cared.

Gamzee'd never been here before. Just as Eridan had said, the sun shone down as bright as ever, and he shrank at the sight of it, throwing his arms over his head so he could see better. Look for that green-y green he'd met a few days ago. The wispy blades of grass crunched healthily under his tattered sneakers. This... this wasn't so bad! He might have to pluck those dashins shades off of his bro once he found him, though, because his eyes were still having a hard time adjusting.

Oh, there he was! A grin blossomed across that painted face as he ran through the grass and flowers to that speck of jade and black on the ground a little ways away. As he neared, he noticed Eridan had been preoccupied with something. He slowed to a walk, cautiously padding up to the other boy and peering down at him in curiosity.]

Jadebro? You okay?

Wh... are you... fuckin' bleeding?

fine, be that way, no more rifle cleaning for you.

[chronomancer]

[Eridan looked up at Gamzee for a moment, then blinked and rubbed his hand on the grass, trying to wipe off the drying blood.]

No. No, I'm fine. I just.

[His hand was now more thoroughly smeared in jade but he didn't seem to notice. He needed a distraction. Something to focus on. He realized Gamzee was squinting at him. His brain pounced on that harder than his Gamzee usually pounced on a large beast before thoroughly turning it into an ex-beast. Eridan smiled, still a little shaken under the surface.]

Here.

[He plucked the sunglasses off his face and offered them to Gamzee.]

I didn't... account for your eyes not being adjusted to the light, sorry.

but that's my favorite pastime...!

[hystericull]

[He grabbed the shades with an excited bounce, slipping them on to his head and looking around. It was like being in the shade! Except, without the temperature shift.]

Holy motherfuck, you ain't gotta all be to lending me the shady dudes! You're always to be having these motherfuckers on...

[He flopped down in the grass next to Eridan, turning to the side and wrapping his long arms around the boy's torso in another one of their now-customary-awkward-hugs-hello, squeezing just a little for effect.]

You all sure it be okay for me to get my wear all on of them what's on my motherfucking face like now?

weeeeell, I might reconsider if you're good.

[chronomancer]

[Eridan gave Gamzee a blank look, but without the glasses it looked more petulant than anything else. And then he snorted, because he was still sitting on a puddle of jade blood that hadn't come from him.]

Sure. I have another pair, really.

[And he did, inside his jacket. He pulled them out and grinned wryly as he slid them on, and yes, the petulant look was suddenly blank. But now there was a little smear of jade on the shades, and in his jacket.]

You can borrow them for a while.

do i have to be?

[hystericull]

[He beamed, sputtering gratitude and fidgeting with his new eyewear until his nose twitched in protest. That... smell. He was no Terezi, but fuck if the smell of blood wasn't pretty overpowering in this spot. His stomach churned, and he slid the shades far enough off his face to notice that it wasn't just the grass and flowers making everything green.

He reeled back, finding support behind him by pressing his hands into the ground. They squished and slipped grotesquely, covering his palms and fingers with varying stages of coagulated jade. Oh, Jesus. Oh, horf. He brought his hands in front of his face, staring at those bloody things in horror and bouncing his head from them to Eridan in a frenzy.]

Fuck! Fuck fuck! What the fuck's all the matter, brother? You get your motherfucking shit kicked all out nasty-like on the way what's fuckin' here?

[Oh, God he was slipping around in blood and he looked like he'd just taken the kid and bashed him against a wall repeatedly. Horf horf horf he was not mentally equipped to handle this right now.]