[001] intro

[mr_crabbypants]

[Karkat has gone from having an armful of Gamzee to an armful of nothing, and the resulting lack of balance makes him stumble forward, arms wind-milling before he lands on the ground in an impressive faceplant.

He sits up, eyes watering with the sting as blood drips down his nose and chin.]

Fuck fuck fuck fuck[He pulls off his shirt and presses

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[eightshoutpoles]

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[mr_crabbypants]

...HOW ARE YOU NOT DEAD? AND WHERE THE FUCKING FUCK IS GAMZEE?

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[eightshoutpoles]

[uh-oh, more death stuff]

[she doesn't like this, so in true Vriska fashion, she's just going to ignore it]

Nice faceplant there! Smooooooooth moves. ::::P

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[mr_crabbypants]

GO DIE IN A BLAZING INFERNO.
UH.
WAIT. NO. DEATH IS BAD.
FUCKING OFF IS SUFFICIENT.

[He clutches at the shirt against his nose, as though by sheer willpower he can force the blood to turn grey and/or invisible.]

[012420]

[Just.. watching.

And staring.

You trolls are so strange.]

Did you break your nose?

[Video]

[mr_crabbypants]

What--? No!

[Okay, the throbbing and steady flow of blood might contradict that, but this strange new human doesn't need to know that.]

Who the fucking fuck are you and where am I?

[Video]

[012420]

....

[Yeah. It looks like you do :|]

I am Sai, you are in Adstringendum, and you look like one of Gamzee's friends.

[Video]

[mr_crabbypants]

You know Gamzee? Where is he? Is he okay?

[Nothing else particularly matters. Lives are at stake, here.]

[Video]

[verlorenscasket]

You know, yelling and breaking things never really solved any problems.

[Video]

[mr_crabbypants]

Since you're gabbing at me, we can both assume nothing has been broken.

[Video]

[verlorenscasket]

Well as long as nothing is broken and you're done screaming like you broke something.

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Aren't you freezing?

[video]

[mr_crabbypants]

[Now that you mention it, he is kind of cold.]

Why, is this an ice-planet?

Video

[selfconfidented]

Woah... Uh, hey, Karkat. Are you okay?

Video

[mr_crabbypants]

Tavros? Jegus fuck.

[He's starting to wonder if he's dead, since he's surrounded by trolls who are most certainly dead as fucking doornails.

But if he were dead, he wouldn't be bleeding, would he.

Oh, screw it.]

Have you seen any of the others? And where the fuck are we?

[selfconfidented]

This place is called, Adstringendum and uh... it's weird. Equius and... Nepeta are here. With me I mean. Sharing a hive. Gamzee is... around somewhere and... uh... Vriska is here. But she's a... past Vriska?

[mr_crabbypants]

Oh.

[Past Vriska. Duh. That explains some things.]

Where's your hive?

[video]

[greatcuppajoe]

... you doin' okay there, boss? Might wanna get that nose looked at.

[video]

[mr_crabbypants]

[Great, more humans, but none he recognizes.

This one calls him "boss", though, which he won't deny is kind of nice--recognition for his leadership and all that.

But he's still in pain, confused, and half-panicking.]

And why would looking at my nose be at all helpful in any possible definition of the word? If I get someone to stare at it enough, it'll get embarrassed and stop bleeding? Spontaneously regenerate?

[video]

[greatcuppajoe]

Set it, maybe? Stuff some gauze up there? Hey, don't look at me, I'm no doctor.

Ya might wanna sit down an' take a deep breath, either way.

[video]

[mr_crabbypants]

I am sitting down, fuckass.

[He presses his shirt to his nose a little harder, glaring into the little video screen.]