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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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[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.]

[To be honest, Eridan is kind of too perplexed to remember he can, in fact, walk away from this. He shrugs then plucks that leaf between his claws.]

I've got all the time in the world, literally.

[And then he blew on the leaf, sharp and strong, watching it flutter away for a few moments before it started to roll as it fell.]

[He really had to try hard not to laugh at that joke. Oh, God, it was so bad. His favorite. Pretty sure Eridan wasn't trying to make that big of a deal out of it, though. Instead, he sat straight up, finally pulling the pressure off of Eridan's chest.]

Fuckin' perfect, brother! Why don't we all get our look on of these crazy motherfuckers, then?

[He bounced excitedly, rocking up on to his feet and probably causing Eridan a great deal of discomfort by doing so before looking down and offering him a hand up.]

[His hand was still stained green.]

[Oh. Urgh.]

[Eridan grasped it anyway, then froze as he realized... realized. He snorted as he pulled himself up and turned back in the vague direction of where the first puddle of jade blood was. Goddamn stable timeloops. He shook his head and offered Gamzee a lopsided smirk.]

Sure, just let me--

[Eridan landed on his ass in a puddle of his own blood, appearing out of nowhere. Eridan snorted, acid and loud and rather unkind. He waved at the newcomer, as he remembered he was waved at when he was that Eridan. Oh fuck this was going to get complicated.

The other Eridan just sort of stared at him. And Gamzee. But mostly at him.]

[And Gamzee stared back, with pure, unadulterated wonder. And perhaps a dash of bewilderment. And also some "oh hey there's a beetle still on my arm" for good measure.]

Whoaaa...

[His head bobbed from one Eridan to the next. One looking quite more upset than the other. No matter. They'd all get along and kick the wicked motherfucking shit what's soon e-fucking-nough. Like the illest of motherfucking bros, they'd all be like.]

[Eridan stared for a moment, and Eridan beckoned him closer, just as he remembered. Eridan then stomped towards them, bleeding a little, annoyed.]

I just--

I know.

And then this--

I know.

Fuck this goddamn--

I wholly agree.

[Eridan squinted. Eridan made himself smile wryly.]

You're a dick.

It's kind 'a our true life callin', yes.

[An irritated sigh.]

Now what?

Say hi to Gam, an' go off to the infirmary to get your shit fixed.

[Eridan turned to Gamzee, blinked at him and pushed the glasses up his nose, ignoring the gash on his arm. It looked like he'd almost been eaten by something fanged and hungry.]

Hi, Gam.

[He turned to Eridan.]

I ain't dyin' any time soon, am I?

Not for another day or so, at least.

Fuck timeloops.

[Eridan nodded understandingly.]

Fuck timeloops.

[He agreed wholeheartedly.]

[If Gamzee's head wasn't bobbing before, it was flapping around now, for certain. Like a motherfucking spectator at a tennis match. Only if the players were the same person, and there weren't any rackets or balls or net and they just really weren't playing tennis at all. What the fuck even was tennis, anyway!?

When the other Eridan addressed him, he offered a lazy smile, coupled with a wave.]

Heyyy, other Jadebro.

[And then they were back to talking, bickering, whatever the fucking flying hell they were doing, and Gamzee just kind of grinned there, not having a damn clue what was going on and not giving a shit. There were two Eridans from a weird universe he never knew existed until just recently. And that was a pretty bitchin' miracle, right the fuck there.]

[Eridan offered Gamzee a thin smile and shrugged again, swaying a little. Adrenaline is a bitch, when it floods you and then abandons you. He shakes his head.]

So. Infirmary.

Infirmary.

[Eridan sighs and reaches out to hold up his patched up self, like he remembers, holding him up by the side that's missing an arm, curling his own around his waist. Eridan sighs back and whines a bit.]

Can we even take the lift?

C'mon, we like stairs. Stairs make sense.

[He looks over at Gamzee, asking because he should, he remembers. He grins wryly, following the script, grateful for the script.]

I'm sorry, wanna come with us, Gam?

[Forever without script, Gamzee had been idly eyeing the shrubs and trees again, the new Eridan, until he was addressed.]

Shit fuckin' yeah I be down for that, wicked Jadebrothers! Gotta all go get a motherfucker his fix on, yeah? All know a sister be workin' the noise what's in that place, too.

[He was forever the accessory, the afterthought, the shadow, trailing behind and flowing in and out of situations like a backdrop. It was so interesting to be involved in everyone like that. So beautiful. Everything was so beautiful.]

You don't have to--

Oh shut up and concentrate on not dying.

[Eridan rolled his eyes and Eridan shut his mouth and sulked. Eridan offered Gamzee a half smile.]

So. I guess you got your wish. I didn't realize it was going to happen this way.

[Eridan snorted, because well. He was bad at managing time, that was no secret, but in this case...]

What wish?

[This question he could actually understand! Gamzee beamed, teeth sticking out every which way.]

All been wantin' to get my motherfuckin' see all on of all the Jadebros what's in this fuckin' place! Gonna get all up and like, throwing the wickedest of motherfucking parties to round up all you motherfuckers in!

[He couldn't. Stop. Staring. At the both of them. They looked the same!!! ...Maybe that's because they were the same. Ever the creep, and pretty insensitive given how injured the more recent Eridan was, Gamzee took a few tentative steps forward, peering down into Eridan's eyes and bringing a hand up to touch his face curiously. WAS HE REALLY REAL!?]

Gamzee, why would you even want to see more than one of me. It's me.

[Eridan blinked up at Gamzee, slightly uncomprehending. And then he was being touched and he blinked again, staring. Eridan snorted.]

It's what I keep telling him.

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