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[2014-03-15 00:59:13 +0000 UTC]
"Adios,"
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out of juice; i lOVE YOUR PAGE AND THAT FONT
HHHH
THAT FONT
WHAT FONT IS THAT MAY I INQUIRE?????
Β /shot
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( your page is still cute tEACH ME YOUR WAYS?)
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=// I DON'T EVEN KNO??? //=
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"What, what.. what?"
His face donned a puzzled look, he wasn't used to people saying his name so often.
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She grinned slightly. "Just felt like I should come bother you. How are you?"
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The snake troll looks at the other from afar - actually it was more like a few feet
away from the other, but still. She dosent say much, she dosent really say anything
really, shes just has her head tilted to the side gazing at the other until she worked
up the courage to say something. Reince walks up to them her hair dragging behind
her as she walked like normal and taps the other on the shoulder - rather hard at that-
to try to get their attention
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He was having a rather pleasant, quiet train of thought. And in truth, he was watching the wispy nighttime clouds wade their way through the sky, intently staring at them with silent want. Someday he would get up there.
But the rather rough tappings on his shoulder snapped him immediately out of whatever tranquil trance he had, and he turned around. "Um, yes?"
The response was automatic, but he feared it might be a higher blood caste wishing to fight. Tavros honestly hated castes. Blood color never really mattered much to him besides the normal societal upbringing reaction that he supposed was unconscious.
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"A what lover?"
The Taurus scratched his shaggy mohawk, looking pretty confused.
"Is that something similar, in some way, to the Earth insult of "gay"? I mean, I haven't really heard of a Cola before now, so I don't really imagine how I could be possessed by red feelings towards one..."
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I SAID YOU LOOK LIKE YOU LOVE A DRINK CALLED COLA
|~yeah yeah it means gay XD
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I'm just gonna just drop a lil' me rp here //if I get something wrong plz spare me, I'm still a noob at this comic. ;w;\\
Servei crouched on the counter top staring at the food across the sink. She made a run for it. Dashing as fast as she could, (though, when you're two inches, no one would consider it even a walking rate.) Across the sink. Just when she was almost there, she thought she heard footsteps, which scared the shit out of her, enough that she lost focus and slid off the counter.Β
"SHIT."
//pfft this sucks. ;w;\\
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Tavros sighed. Despite thinking that this was someone's living residence and that perhaps they were in trouble, hence the open door, there was no sign of anyone around. His mind immediately lept to the thought that they must have been culled. Things like this always bent him out of shape. He wasn't all too keen on informing anybody else about his quiet objection to average Alternian life, but the anger was there anyway.
He made to poke around a bit longer before turning away, but instead heard a tiny Shit! and peeked into the nutritionblock. "Uh, hello?"
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Servei landed on the floor with a huge impact (at least for her size //shot\\) And for a second, remained on the floor, totally stunned by that, but eventually got up, coughing a bit, she soon realized that her leg might be broken. "fUCK.." She squeaked out. Suddenly, she heard a large voice, "Uh, hello?" it said, Servei completely froze up, her mouth hanging open in shock that someone was here. She was totally and utterly screwed.
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"Is someone here? Are you maybe invisible, or something?"
He had heard of stranger abilities from other lowblooded trolls. Still, he paid careful attention to his footsteps and where they landed, not wanting to bump into anyone that might want a fight to the death. He was trespassing after all. And also bronze blooded. There was only one blood caste below him, the case being that it was more than likely someone higher up than him, and he shouldn't linger around too much longer to find out.
"Are you maybe dying in here, somewhere that I can't see?" He mumbled as he went to open the sink cabinet. But wait, what was that on the floor?
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Servei ignored the voice, trying to get up, but immediately and quite pathetically smacked down on her face. She turned to see that her leg was broken. The one thing a troll at an inch doesn't do, is break any bones! Because that's basically it for her. She suddenly realized just how close the giant troll was. To be specific, right in front of her.Β
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"Oh, wow, you are really small, look at how tiny you are..."
Tavros immediately let go of any safeguarding, face lighting up in a big grin. There was nothing to worry about. His voice slid down into a gentle murmur, so as not to hurt the strangers' teeny ears, and he bent low to the ground.
"How did you get to be so small, was there maybe an accident, or something that another troll did? I have to go and close the door, if others see it they might come in here, and they will probably kill you. Because you're so small, I mean."
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Servei froze up entirely with fear, was he mocking her for the fact that she couldn't do anything to him? Probably. Could she? Hell no. Could he do anything to her? Yes. She couldn't even back away with stunned fear. She remained frozen and totally silent.
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He hoped she couldn't see it, but he was struggling not to laugh.Β He'd never seen a troll so tiny!
But a part of him didn't want to go close the door, knowing they would probably try and scurry away, and then what would happen? They'd get into all sorts of mischief! And oh goodness, Tavros just couldn't let this little wonder get away. It could have been his love for fairies. Whatever it was, it made him want to pick them up and marvel at their itty bitty features.
"Okay, um... can you actually hear me, and not just overly loud noises that sound strange? You are very small!" he said, not raising his voice above a whisper in hopes they could hear him better. The Taurus spoke the last sentence deliberately slowly, as if talking to some sort of dimwitted animal. "Someone could, maybe step on you by accident, and you would die. Your tininess makes me not want to let you get stepped on... or, I mean, killed some other way also, but in both cases you will still not be alive."
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Servei hesitated for a very long time, wondering whether she should answer him or not.. and quickly nodded to his question. But as he continued to speak, she cringed at the thought of that. Even though she shouldn't, being stepped on is exactly what she'd never want to think about. And being eaten, or tortured, or killed- Servei eventually was pulled into some sort of trance of terror, unable to pay attention to the problem she had at hand.
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hey motherfucker sit the fuck down
NOW LISTEN TO A FEW WORDS FROM THIS MOTHERFUCKING CLOWN
you thought our hate was up and done with you?
WELL PAY A-MOTHERFUCKING-TENTION 'CAUSE WE AIN'T THROUGH
heh heh
NOW C'MERE, SON, LEND ME A EAR
'cause im about to fill you with motherfucking fear
I WILL CRUSH YOUR BONES AND AND SEVER YOUR HEAD
before i am finished you'll be wishing you was dead
YOU THINK YOUR NEW CONFIDENCE HAS GOT EVERYONE FOOLED
shut the fuck up because you're about to be schooled
YOU CAN TRY TO HIDE AND TRY TO RUN
but these beats will burn you like that motherfucking alternian sun...
HONK
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Quietly, the Taurus sat through the improvised slam poetry, folding his arms. He did really want to participate. But he also remembered how insufferably terrible he was, and opted instead to ready another seismic quake of a verbal weapon: the beginning crack of laughter.
"Wow, really Gamzee? I mean, not that I didn't enjoy being assaulted verbally by uhh, that, but I am afraid that you didn't fully punish either of my hearing ducts, and maybe you would like to try again?"
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The indigo-blood snarled and he glared at the bull like troll in disgust, trying to keep himself from just attacking him then and there.
"Listen,you little motherfucker, it's not like you could do any motherfucking better. You have got the shittiest rhymes I ever heard. Worse than that motherfucking Strider human and his dumbass titty bitch beats. You can't even insult a fucker properly. You're just a waste of motherfucking space."
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A waste of space?
The insults to his slam poetry were taken with little chuckles, as he knew how incredibly bad he was at it, but the second retort nearly knocked the wind out of him.
It was perfectly normal and a fact of life that trolls were culled for lesser things, and the recent infection of sunbeast did help him to become a stronger individual in general, but it still plagued him; how utterly useless he used to be. Hell, he never had a great accomplishment to show for his entire pathetic existence. At one point he really believed he was going to make a difference in the future...Β "Now, you listen here, Makara," he growled-- had he ever called Gamzee by his last name?
Tavros felt hurt and angry, and his voice showed it by breaking every now and again.
"Wasted space? I could laugh right now if I really wanted to, because of the irony, you making that statement. Tell me what good you are, then, because you were a social outcast just like me! I stood by you because I thought you were nice, everyone else thought you were weird, odd smelling, and gross, everybody hated you but me! Even Nepeta disliked you. And now all you're good for is killing, so tell me your individual worth, please, good-for-nothing-but-killing-trolls!"
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"Hey Tavros? Do You And Sober Gamzee Have Auspi- Uhh.." Although Servei Has Been With People For Quite Longer Now, She Still Totally Butchered The Ashen And Black Quadrant Names. "Umm, Auspitice??" She said, pretty sure she screwed it up.
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=// i'm sorry but is your fantroll an alien?
trolls, normally, have quadrants downpat because it's all normal for them, unless they are like raised on another planet //=
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"No, I Am A Troll, I've Just Had Trouble Pronouncing It Being I Was Quite Isolatated For A While,"
//I'm kinda just using that as an excuse to keep from having to check how to spell it. Too lazy. x.x \\
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=// haha i understand, but it would be like someone not knowing how to pronounce boyfriend or girlfriend LAUGHS //=
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"Yeah, So Anyways, Do You And Sober Gamzee Have A- Someone For Your Ashen Quadrants?" X D
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( im gonna just
just drop a starter)
(tav is at the beach on this btw)
The snake troll arrives at the beach, coincidentally she same beach that
the you were at. With an Β umbrella over her head and a bikini
on, its obvious that the snake troll was ready to go swimming, only
carrying the umbrella because she is disgusted by the sun. She
glances around the area, not expecting to see anyone in sight,the beach always
seemed to be pretty private, Reince often taking her time to scare anyone away
to dared step on 'her property'. She spots you off in the distance and carefully
approaches behind you.
"Oh, hello there."Β
She said with a grin, her head tilted to the side
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=// i really don't want to be mean but you might want to fix a few things, or you will seem like you know p much nothing about homestuck :)
usually trolls stay far away from the shoreline, as seadwellers are known for their cruelty towards all that walk on land. even gamzee should not have been quite as close as he was at some points-- but we all know how gamzee is a few cans short of a six pack. other than his close encounters with the sea, it's typically only the indigo bloods that are brazen enough to make homes near the sea, while never daring to get close to it bodily.
the other fact is that the Alternian sun burns far too hot and far too bright to be out in, unless you want cooked and blind! Trolls are nocturnal, and only come out at night unless their are either Alternian Sunbeasts ( aka trollcats), or Rainbow Drinkers ( aka vampires)
sorry to like ruin your starter haha but you've gotta get learned young un uvu //=
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"Hello Tavros." Servei Said, Sitting On Her Knees And Smiling Down At Him.
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"Hello--"
He made to turn around, but obviously didn't expect them to be quite so tall, and was caught offguard.
"Oh... Servei, what's up? Or, I mean, obviously you are very up, but I didn't mean that in a degrading sense."
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Servei smiled, "Nothing Much, And That's Fine, Was A Funny Joke Anyways."
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AudaciousOwlette began to pester AdiosToreador.
AO: Hi there Tavros
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=// I am truly sorry but for a second there I thought ur name was bitchtits //=
AT: Uh hello
AT: Do I even know you
AT: Or is this a random encounter
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//lol//
AO: Oh, Sorry uh...
AO: Im kinda new to this whole
'SBURB' and stuff
AO: We never actually met
AO: I just know you through another human
AO: Dave is a familiar name, yes?
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AT: Uhh, Dave
AT: Yes I am aware of his existence
AT: Wait, Are you a human
AT: You must be one of his human friends then
AT: Do you know of a human named John
AT: If you get along with him then we probably will not
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AO: I've never met John
AO: I met Jade though. Jade and Rose
AO: Dave told me John was cool, but I want to know why you don't like him
AO: If you don't mind
((there was this John account who jumped into a private rp. I was so pissed))
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=// was it a terrible rper? I might know who you're talking about. //=
AT: Why I don't like him, Is, Uhh
AT: A long story not meant to be heard
AT: By people that I don't want it heard by, At least
AT: Not only that time which I will not tell you about, But, Another equally infuriating incident also has happened
AT: And I am not happy with John over it, Or will ever be
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//yes I will hide this comment but its a name like John-Mcduck-the dock or something. He stole my Vriska ;-; on my other Tavros account//
AO: I totally understand
AO: Sorry if I saddened or in other terms 'triggered' you
AO: I really just try to be friends with everyone, even though half the time it doesn't work, haha
AO: I respect your privacy
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hey hey hey
it's the hot troll
i mean besides equius
you come here often big bull?
i'll bet you breed like one 'o them prize stud longhorns--
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"What?" The Taurus mumbled, completely confused.
"I... I am not sure if you are trying to make an advance on me sexually, or if you are actually asking something..."
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i'm sorry, is this your first run around the ring
shhh it's all right i had a feeling
just let the bull in ya take over you'll be fine
/uninvitedly scoots closer
/grabs his horns
i'll turn you into a stud, two minutes tops and you're ruttin'
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He definitely had an idea now of what the other was wanting. It was a sexual advance.
"Well, no," he said forcefully. He tried to gently remove whatever digits the strange creature had on his horns, uncomfortable and quickly becoming frustrated. "I don't want to, at all, so please leave me alone, I have a matesprit."
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shhh
don't ask, don't tell, amirite?
what she don't know can't hurt her--
some guys are just closet buckfuckers that's all
i'll treat you right,Β i won't tell
you can relax, longhorn
/arms go around tavbaby's shoulders
you have the right to remain anything but silent
/devilish grin
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"Okay, what, no.. no! I don't want your mammalian sexual advan--"
This was the very last straw. The bull was seeing red, so to speak, and couldn't hold back his temper anymore. With an enraged bull's snort he uncharacteristically picked the furry mammal up by the wrists, their feet or hooves or whatever odd walking limbs they had were dangling above the floor.
"Do you see this?!" He roared, pulling back his jacket collar. There revealed was a neck tattoo; the astrological symbol of his matesprit, Vriska.
"Fucking look at it, you look at it and you will tell me what the fuck you believe it is!"
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=// IS MY PAGE PRETTY??Β
GOSH THAnk //=
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(( eeeee no problem uvu))
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