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...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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[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?

[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.

[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?

[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.

[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.]

Gamzee.

[Eridan's voice was just a touch shrill, but mostly just loud enough to try and snap the Capricorn out of his little interlude. Eridan shook his head.]

It's just blood.

[It's just blood. And he didn't particularly want to think what happened to the corpse. He shook his head and stood up, offering his hand to the other troll.]

I didn't notice until I sat down, which is kind of ridiculous. C'mon, let's find a better spot.

[Just blood... what. Eridan didn't look hurt, at least from what Gamzee could see? Most of the blood on him seemed from contact, as the rest was pooled all over the ground.

Oh.

Oh. Surprisingly enough, Gamzee thought he might have been starting to figure this out. He stared from Eridan's hand to his own before wiping it on his pants and allowing himself to be helped up.]

Uh, was there... another jadebro here?

[...]

...Once?

[Eridan tugged him along, rather kindly, towards a different spot, he saw the gleam of jade elsewhere, not too far away, an switched directions again, until he saw a stretch of grass that was green because it was grass, not because one of his stupid doomed selves had someone gotten slaughtered in it.

Seriously, who got slaughtered in the flower meadow floor? Part of Eridan was deeply embarrassed about the whole thing.]

Once.

[He flopped down in a different spot, glad to feel the warmth of the sun on his skin and to sit down and maybe, just maybe, not have to think to much.]

I'm pretty sure he's an ex-jadebro by now.

[Gamzee went without protest, allowing himself to be dragged along, pushing the sunglasses up on his nose and craning his head all around like a kid in a gigantic candy store, all wide-eyes and endless grins. Everything about this floor was fantastic and beautiful - except for the fact that one of Eridan's other selves apparently got beaten to death here. That kind of... put a damper on his observations, but after a bout of twisty stomach and a few frowns, he gave up on wallowing in it. Poor other time-y jade dude.

Gamzee stood for a bit longer as Eridan sat down, wandering around the spot within an invisible range like an obedient woofbeast, crouching down to play with flowers or follow a bug around or just to stop because something unknown caught his eye. Usually when that happened, he forgot about it and ended up staring off for an undetermined amount of time.]

...Them brothers still all gettin' their run on around the motherfuckin' Tower?

[He made a conscious effort not to glance back at their previous spot, now crouched down a few feet away, picking at a clump of grass.]

[Eridan watched Gamzee move about with a ghost of a smile, amused, before he let himself lie back. He seemed pretty content with just lying there, staring at nothing in particular. At Gamzee's question, he shifted his posture a bit and sat up, hand absently rubbing on the ground.]

Who, my other selves? Probably. A couple came back from the future, so I guess I'll keep splintering for a while.

[There was no response for a little while, as the attention-deficit troll had been busy gathering up things he'd never seen before: weeds, rocks, plants, grass, leaves, bugs (dead and alive), pieces of dirt, and a multitude of other seemingly-ordinary things.]

Still be all wanting to meet some of them other motherfuckers...

[With all of his prizes cradled lovingly in his cupped hands, Gamzee made his way back over to Eridan, flopping down on the boy's stomach and depositing the items squarely on his chest. He'd hardly been able to contain his excitement, picking through things and holding them up for a fraction of a second before moving to the next.]

Lookit all this crazy shit, bro! The fuck even is all this!? You ever been at seeing any fuckin' things like these what's all before!?

[A small beetle was crawling across the back of his hand. He put his face right next to it and watched it go, baring his teeth in a wide grin.]

[Eridan watched Gamzee move around for a moment longer, curious, before he let his eyes drop behind his sunglasses. This proved to be a very unfortunate choice since he let out something of a choked squawk when Gamzee saw fit to dump his scrawny ass on his person.

Eridan opened his eyes to see all matter of... things. Dumped on his chest. He kind of just stared. Mostly because those weren't all that... impressive, but also because Gamzee was acting like all this was a discovery of the greatest scientific importance.]

Huh?

[Eridan's blatant underwhelmed tone tore Gamzee away from watching the little bug, which proceeded to crawl up the length of his arm after it had been completely forgotten about in favor of the jadeblood.]

Uhh... I was all to be motherfuckin' saying how ain't this shit what's the most broad-fuckin'-sided variety of miracles a brother ever all was to get his see on up of?

[He grinned down at him hopefully, now slightly unsure because of the calm manner in which Eridan had been handling all of these exciting new things. Maybe they weren't as cool as he thought they were? ...No fucking way! They were awesome! Just look at these... all these things! What the fuck were they, even!?]

[Eridan blinked and smiled a little, though it still rattled him to have Gamzee invade his personal space that easily.

Mostly because he wasn't high, and he was kind of tightly wound when he wasn't high, so he cared about those things.

He blinked, then smiled a little.]

You've never seen things like these before?

[The question is curious, but not mocking. Eridan can still remember the breathtaking first impression of Feferi's forest, the stark contrast with his own hive. Greenery where all he knew was sand and sand on top of more sand. He pokes at a bit of dirt, smile widening just a little.]

[If Eridan had shown any sign of unease, Gamzee had not picked up on it. He mirrored the boy's smile with his own, looking down to watch him play with the clump of soil Gamzee'd placed on his chest.]

No fuckin' way I all haven't, motherfucker! Ain't nothing what's was on my hive 'cept the ocean and the sand and some rocks and...

[He trailed off, losing his sentence towards the end and concentrating on prodding that little ball of dirt with a claw until it gave in and collapsed into a mound of smaller bits.]

And there all was grass there, but those bitches be way grown-the-fuck-up versions of the small stuff here... tall stuff like over there.

[He pointed to the rising, swaying grass in the thicker part of the meadow, then to the shorter, more stubby blades that they'd been laying on. The way he was explaining it was on a child's level, and probably really confusing to try to piece together. But he was excited, and he was happy, and he was kind of realizing that maybe he was the only one who hadn't seen this stuff before.]

Heheh, guess a brother all was to be having this shit already, though, huh?

No, it's okay.

[Eridan's smile curved a little more. It was nice when people were happy. He shrugged a little, catching a blade of grass between his claws.]

I lived in a desert. The first time I visited Fef I couldn't stop staring, it was all so... green.

[Gamzee laughed happily, forgetting the pile of assorted crap for a second and leaning forward to stare down at Eridan as he spoke, pressing the palms of his hands right into his solar plexus. Yeah, that probably felt real good.]

You had lot's of motherfuckin' sandy shit, too, then!

Pretty much, yeah.

[He grinned. The desert was beautiful. In that dangerous, breathtaking way that death traps often are. Eridan shrugged.]

'course I also had a lot 'a undead crawling about, but it was nice. I liked visiting Fef's hive, though. It was a nice contrast.

[Gamzee's eyes widened in awe as Eridan began describing he and Feferi's hives. His fingers twitched underneath him, against Eridan's shirt absently, excitedly.]

Motherfuck brother, that shit sounds all to be the greatest fucking noise a bro ever got to be getting his hear all on of! Makes a motherfucker feel maybe a little bit fuckin' silly to get all excited 'bout this planty shit out here, now! Hahaha!

It's not silly.

[Eridan grabbed a leaf with his claws, delicately. He stared at it for a moment.]

I'm kind 'a jealous in a way.

[Okay, that got a surprised snort out of the crazy clown.]

Pff, the fuck you'd be all motherfucking jealous of a motherfucker for not bein' all able to get the proper enjoy on of these miracles every fuckin' night of his life? Seems like a fuckin' mystical dreamland to all be being surrounded by sparkly leafy green dudes like what's these motherfuckers are, Jadebro!

I used to.

[Eridan rolled the leaf between his fingers, frowning a little.]

Enjoy the "miracles", like you say. And then I sort 'a got used to it. And then... well, then things just got. Complicated. And they became less miracles and more backgrounds. Things you see and never really notice anymore, you know?

[Eridan's concern didn't transfer to Gamzee one bit. In fact, it made his smile that much bigger, taking the leaf out of the other boy's hand, unrolling it, and putting it on top of his nose.]

Well, then we all just gotta make you snap them lookstubs what's a little motherfucking wider to get your see on of them miracles once a fucking gain. Right, motherfucker?

[He laughed, staring down at that stupid leaf on his nose.]

[Eridan opened his mouth to deliver some more dashing pessimism, but it was kind of hard to be appropriately serious when Gamzee was there, balancing a leaf on his nose. He snorted sharply, rolling his eyes behind his sunglasses.]

Might take a while, though.

[The snort had sent the thing flying off of Eridan's face. Not cool. Gamzee picked it up and held it in front of his own face, making sure it wasn't hurt before returning it to its proper nose again.]

Ain't sure if I was all to be saying in you what's once motherfucking before, but I'm to be havin' sweeps of fuckin' patience all up in me, brother! Sometimes seein' all them miracles ain't to all get at happening in a motherfucking instant, you feel me, bro?

[He tilted his head lazily, waxing stupid-poetic and good God, why did Eridan put up with this. Actually, it was probably because Gamzee was perched on his stomach, giving him no other option.]

no that is a complete lie you should be ashamed

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

but that's my favorite pastime...!

weeeeell, I might reconsider if you're good.

do i have to be?

well, you're at your best when you do your worst, so...

;o)

B)

waggles eyebrows

oh my~

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