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888, damn, you're great. Move it so you can sock it to me one more-- wait.
Who: Vriska Serket (
wagers), Nepeta Leijon (
rogueofheart), Jane Crocker (
cyan_maid), Rose Lalonde (
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psych0p0mps), Chell (
silentrunning), & Blues (
whistles_the_blues).
What: A final confront8tion aboard the Event Horizon.
When: Today!
Where: The Event Horizon!
Rating: Just a warning for violence and death. You know how trolls do.
[She'd continuing to sit atop the core. Spinning. Forever spinning. It did not matter that is was a ridiculous inclination, and it certainly did not matter that she hadn't moved in what felt like years, she knew that any further action past this point was futile.
She would never get better. She would never be able to forget what she saw. Nothing would change her state of mind. Nothing no one said, nothing that anyone would even attempt to do-- it was all in vain.
They would all be dead soon.]
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What: A final confront8tion aboard the Event Horizon.
When: Today!
Where: The Event Horizon!
Rating: Just a warning for violence and death. You know how trolls do.
[She'd continuing to sit atop the core. Spinning. Forever spinning. It did not matter that is was a ridiculous inclination, and it certainly did not matter that she hadn't moved in what felt like years, she knew that any further action past this point was futile.
She would never get better. She would never be able to forget what she saw. Nothing would change her state of mind. Nothing no one said, nothing that anyone would even attempt to do-- it was all in vain.
They would all be dead soon.]
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You can't make anyone leave.
[That voice. Bet that sounds familiar.]
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I think I can.
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Noo. You're going to go with us. No one can leave.
[Even injured, she moves to try to guard the door to this room, to keep them from leaving.]
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So he's going to walk right up to you if your guarding that door and try to lift you up over his robotic shoulder. You're leaving.]
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She dodges sideways, before he can get to her. Or tries. She isn't leaving this room.]
Vriska! Help! He's trying to escape the inevitable!
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There are more important things to worry about.
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Interlopers! So many... nuisances! All the annoyances! All of them! [She seethes low, staring at the robot.]
Why do you hinder us so?
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Because I can.
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Would you let him drag me out of here? Would you really? You know the only possibility.
[She's trying to get away from you, dude.]
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Now that he's got you still Chell, he's lifting you up over his shoulder. Good luck getting out of his grip.]
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[Noooooos. She has to find a way. Wriggling like a landed fish, pain no longer important, she kicks at him, not trying to hurt him this time, but trying to find a way to break his grip, so she can crawl down. Because she HAS to stay on the ship. She has to. Death is the only alternative. She squirms and kicks and thrashes and curses.]
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Shit. I'm sorry.
[She hisses at Vriska as she jerks her lighter back. Thankfully the flame's gone out, so hopefully it didn't burn Vriska too much.]
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Do you honestly think you can save us? You saw it all, didn't you? You know what it's like here!
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[Chell makes it to her feet, and casually stands behind Vriska. After all, if there was a sword-wielding troll, and you were on HER side, wouldn't YOU want to stand behind her?}
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[Chell's only human, and a wounded one at that. So the best she can do is glare at Blues ferociously. Unfortunately, glaring can't melt robot skin. But she does remember something. She has two weapons on her personage. One scalpel, and one cigarette lighter. She knows it won't burn his skin, and she doesn't want to hurt him. But it will get his attention perhaps.
Digging into her pocket, she pulls out the lighter and flicks it.]