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[ video clicks on. looks like the communicator is stuck under a couch. there's a lot of shuffling noises before the post times out.

for a girl who sees with her nose, pollen is a terrible thing. even if there aren't any added side effects. ]

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[video]

[bauhinia]

Whoa, Terezi, you okay? [ ... going with 'no' there. ]

[video]

[legality]

[ okay, noises. she can still hear. THUMP, on the ground, digging under the eridantainted sofa. dig, dig, rustle, dig--

found it. When she speaks, it's obvious there is some massive sinus problems going on. (Un)fortunately, no one can see that shit, because she's holding her communicator upside down. ]

Kong Pong, everything is snot. It's all I can smell or taste, and ugh. Ugh. This is fucking awful, and Karkat isn't talking, and please don't tell me this is a thing that occurs with some frequency. Because I will professionally flip my shit. In fact, I might even be-- [ pause. pause, pause, pause. SNEEZE. ] Ugh.

[video]

[bauhinia]

[ He makes a face, one that's a mix of sympathy and a little surprise. ]

Uh, bless you. If it helps, this is new. I mean, this hasn't happened before. It's got something to do with these new plants or something though.

Some tea might help.

[video]

[legality]

Yeah, sure, let me get on that. With my magical, psychic tea making abilities. [ Snort. It is the most disgustingly snotty sound you will ever hear. ]

[video]

[bauhinia]

I was gonna offer to bring you some. [ He sounds VERY, VERY mildly amused. ]

[video]

[legality]

Oh.

[ okay, yeah she honestly didn't realize that was a possible thing. ]

Seriously?

[video]

[tapdancinskelly]

Terezi?! Are you okay?!

[It's probably a good thing she was blind, otherwise she might have gotten distracted by the fact that he's completely human right now.]

[video]

[legality]

[ You are correct. That would be an incredible distraction. Unfortunately, right now, she's half hanging off a couch with snot dribbling on her screen. It's pretty fucking gross, and distractions will be hard to come by. ]

Ugh, too loud. Too loud.

[video]

[tapdancinskelly]

O-oh... sorry about that.

[He's whispering now, as he doesn't want to hurt her ears or anything.]

[video]

[legality]

[ drip, drip, snotty drip. ] Guhhhh. Kill me now. I am two seconds from chopping off my sniff nodes.

[video] 1/3

[tapdancinskelly]

... You do sound rather miserable... but I'm a firm believer in staying alive at all costs.

[video] 2/3

[tapdancinskelly]

Well, I suppose you'd know this quite well since I'm normally a skeleton. Yohohoho!

[video] 3/3

[tapdancinskelly]

Oh right... quiet, sorry, sorry.

[video]

[legality]

[ by the "Yohohoho!", she tumbles off the sofa and lands in a heap on top of her communicator. The fucks she gives are completely nonexistent. ]

I'm just. Going to take a nap. Right here. Maybe.

( action )

[yourgoddamnit]

[ Meanwhile, a certain someone is groggily emerging from the closet he calls a recuperoon. Oh sure, there's a whole bunch of nice little hammocks set up in the bedroom, but Karkat likes to lie down with his body crumpled and cramped so badly that it's impossible to get a full night's sleep. It's one way to stave off the nightmares.

Unfortunately the pollen is making it nearly impossible. No matter how much useless shit he piles into that closet to give him as little sleeping room as possible, he can't get uncomfortable enough to avoid dozing off. Now the closet looks like an episode of Hoarders, Karkat is too stuffed up and tired to try to amend it further, and worst of all, he's discovered that he can't fucking talk.

He is living in a nightmare. This is it.

So he emerges into the living room. His face is full of Theon Greyjoy.



It feels like his bones have turned to stone and his think pan is trying to drag him toward death. In misery, he opens his mouth to scream, THE NIGHT IS DARK AND FULL OF TERRORS, AND I AM THE WORST OF THEM ALL. THE SECOND MY EYELIDS DROOP THEY WILL NEVER ASCEND. I WILL BLINK OUT THE UNIVERSE. IT MUST PAY THE IRON PRICE. IT WILL KNOW MY RAGE AND IT WILL RESPECT ME FUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKK.

But of course nothing comes out, so he ends up looking like a twat.



Yep, just like that. ]

( action )

[legality]

[ hello karkat

Just like Theon Greyjoy, no one will ever respect Karkat. Not a single fucking soul. Burning children will not help you. Taking over Winterfell will not help you. Nothing will help you, especially not with a face like that. A face not even a dead mother could love. A face not even a snotty blind girl currently sprawled on a disgusting couch could love.



Damn straight, they'll hate. Damn straight, they will. ]

Karkat, let that shambling disaster I hear moving my way be you. Please. Because, if it isn't-- [ Sniffle, sniffle, SNORT. ]

Blargh, I don't even give a fuck. Just kill me fast.

( action )

[yourgoddamnit]

[ hello terezi.

Karkat says, Are you seriously fucking talking to me right now? Are you seriously asking me a question knowing full well my voice has abandoned me faster than a possum abandons its offspring?


Pictured: Karkat at this very moment.

But of course nothing comes out, so his insults go even more ignored than usual.

Since he can't groan in frustration, he snaps his teeth together loudly to imitate a small, furious bear trap. Then he hobbles over and just collapses on top of Terezi. Doesn't give a shit. Just lays there and wallows on her in drowsy, silent, stuffed up Greyjoy misery. ]

( action )

[legality]

[ Terezi could fight back. She could kick him off or send him as a hooker to King Joffrey. Both would be equal punishments. But Terezi cares for her wayward Greyjoy, and as she mentally whispers Don't die so far from the sea after telling an equally mental tale concerning their past, she scoots a bit, giving him more room. Don't be fooled though. There is still a disgusting amount of snotty wallowing occurring. ]

Man, I sure do hope this is Karkat. [ She says to the Old and New gods, who, if Stannis has anything to say about it, are total dicks. Her hands pap around his face, up into his hair and at his nubby horns. Yup, totally Karkat. And for the sake of being Terezi Pyrope, she paps back to his face and uncovers a terrifying visage.



It's the insane grin of a Karkat who realizes that the only thing in this world he can rely on has been taken from him. His voice, and with it, his claims to the house of Greyjoy. "We Do Not Sow," indeed. ]

Is that face really necessary? You're just being a big drama grub.

( action )

[yourgoddamnit]

[ Terezi can feel the expression shift beneath her fingertips.



He is once again at being called a dramagrub. It's perfectly reasonable to be upset at the current circumstances.

Nope, this is Death, he mouths into her palm. I'm here to collect your soul for the Federal Reserve.

But ah, Karkat knows that what is dead may never die, but rises again harder and stronger. They will rise from the sea of their combined snot and overtake any and all opposition.

For the moment he settles beside her on the couch. No fucks are given about the snot, the swampy smell of the ruined sofa, nor about the fact that Eridan probably pissed all over it. Instead he rubs his equally snotty face against Terezi's shirt before mouthing into her hand again.

If I start to fall asleep, punch me awake, he says. ]

( action )

[legality]

[ Unfortunately for Karkat, Terezi is not Helen Keller, and she can't read that shit. This isn't miracle worker. Terezi won't burst into a sudden realization of WA-TURHHH. This is a game-- a Game of Thrones, and it's a game Terezi plays very well. It's alright that she didn't understand, though. Because, in the end, all that matters is that you tried.

]

What was that? You think I'm the most awesome person you know? And you're cutting interest rates in half? [ She paps his chin up and down. ] Oh, goodness! I'm so flatt-- [ SNEEZE. RIGHT IN HIS FACE. ]

Blargh, sorry. That wasn't on purpose for once. [ She tries wiping it off, but only succeeds in smearing that shit around. This is going to be the grossest thread in the entirety of Discedo, and Theon has nothing to do with it. ]

[ text -> voice ]

[reobserves]

[ ah.. well.. that just doesn't look very good, nope. ]

Are you.. feeling okay? Wait, you can't read this since it's under the--

[ switching over to voice bravely!! ]

Hello?

[voice ]

[legality]

Hi. [ That is the most miserable squeak of a sound you will ever hear in your entire existence. ]

[ voice ]

[reobserves]

[ oh no, now he feels bad..!! ]

Are you okay? You don't sound so good..

[ voice ]

[legality]

I am literally dying right now. My entire existence is giving up on itself, and I feel like there's some sort of purrbeast batting around at my think sponge. There is nothing more for me in this life. I am reaching, but I fall, and the stars are black and cold. I'm staring into the void of a world that cannot hold. I--- [ SNEEZE. ]

Ugh.

[ voice ]

[reobserves]

[ .. At first he legitly believes it and panicks, but then he figures she's just exaggerating. Geez, Terezi, don't scare him like that..?! ]

It's because of that weird stuff in the air, isn't it? Do you have hay fever..?