First Blood (Do;)

[speakveryclearly]

[The camera for once shows neither a peering face nor an accidental other body part. Instead it's being held landscape-style, like a cinematic work - or perhaps a better term would be "security camera footage". There are two people, about six feet away from the camera; the shot isn't masterly, but at least steady. The first thing that's apparent is that it's an Initiative soldier and a young looking alien teenager, maybe 14 at most. Said teenager is pretty tall, but from the way his clothes hang too loosely and yet too short in several areas on his frame, he's obviously malnourished. Those transports familiar with trolls will be able to identify him as one from the long curling horns going up and up out of his shaggy rats' nest of too long hair and gray skin, but there's something off.

Namely, that the fully trained and adult soldier is looking downright intimidated by this kid encroaching on his personal space with only a pair of reasonably harmless looking juggling clubs in hand. Maybe it's the sloppily applied clown makeup. Or maybe it's the messy looking band of scar tissue peaking out from the sagging collar of the kid's worn Capricorn T-shirt and the almost-fresh indigo-blooded bite-mark on his throat. Actually, it's probably the way the kid is creepily sing-songing everything he says with sudden and unexpected changes in volume.]

Your words are up and spilling their secrets full out in here. THEY'RE BEING UP LIKE A DROPPED WINGBEAST EGG. Splat. SQUISH. Motherfucker. HUMAN.

They're telling at me that you're not getting your motherfucking listen on to me. GOT A WHISPER ON WHAT YOU'RE NOT KICKING WITH NO UNDERSTANDING.

Tell it all at you nice and slow. BEING AN UNDERSTANDING BROTHER WHAT OF YOUR HUMAN PAN NOT BEING DOWN WITH THE KNOWING. Ask at you this again all nice and gentle-like.

WHERE
did
THIS HEAD MOTHERFUCKING BITCH
what brought us here
WHAT IS LOCKING US ALL DOWN IN HERE
get her scamper off to?

[The camera at this point moves out of the cinematic landscape perspective to a portrait position: The cameraman aiming it on themselves now. Camerawoman? Cameratroll? The person who's been running it is in fact a young woman, likewise 14, likewise recognizable as of Alternia by her candy-corn horns, medium and curved, the one to the viewer's right bearing a sharp hook; but something's off about her as well. Sure, she has a snazzy black-and-white dress on with the Virgo symbol on the breast; but her gloved hands on the communicator, even though they're black, seem a little... jaded. Maybe her butch haircut is a little too out-of-fashion? The bright green makeup covering both her lips and her eyelashes also makes her look a little harsher. And of course, unlike all the other gray-skinned trolls, she glows bright white.]

I'm sorry to interrupt.

[In sharp contrast to the boy's chaotic singsong, though just as notably unusual, the girl speaks very clearly and carefully.]

My friend and I just got here a few days ago, taken out of a rather... stressful situation, and there's quite a bit of confusion. For one thing, a lot of people seem to be rather confused about... trolls, as are the other trolls about us - though, well, I am a rainbow drinker to be more accurate; but of course most of my audience doesn't even know what a rainbow proper is so why should you care. Anyway, if you'd like to address us by name, mine is Kanaya Maryam... [A return of cinematic view to the troll boy.] And my dear friend over there is Gamzee Makara, and possibly under the jurisdiction of whatever the humans here pretend to respect as laws at this point.

[Gamzee obviously heard her, and turns in the direction of the camera with a little bit of a snarl. Or is that a crooked smile? Hard to tell, and he probably doesn't even know.]

What are you up and motherfucking getting your snipe on about, bitchsis? You-- HEY MOTHERFUCKER WHO UP AND SAID YOU COULD GET YOUR RUN ON?!

[And that would be the increasingly unnerved soldier making a break for freedom and Gamzee disappearing out of sight. And that sound that just came from the side there? That was not a good sound. It was a very bad sound. Kanaya's gloved hand rises - reaching out to intervene, maybe? But after an ambivalent pause, the feed just ends.]

((OOC: Gamzee and Kanaya are both pleased to meet you, we... can't really promise, but! If you have a preference for one, the other, or both separately, please specify, but by default they will be threadjacking the stuffing out of each other. TYIA!)

Comments

Video;

[tipsygnostalgia]

[Rainbow drinker huh? She's suddenly reminded of that time Eridan asked her for vampire movies because he wanted to learn how to kill them or something. Huh.

And she isn't even touching that other troll. Just.... what.]

....Hi. Seems this is troll week here, youre all showing up.

Video;

[honkalypse]

[It's not long after that she gets a comment from the other involved troll too. Gamzee's grin is as sloppy as his makeup and he, well, might look a little crazed.]

Got all kinds of trolls up here. MORE THAN I WAS UP TO EXPECTING. Got some asks on why the head bitch is up to bringing us. YOU BE UP WITH SOME ANSWERS ON THAT?

[action]

[honkalypse]

[Gamzee is hissing a little with annoyance as he kicks the soldier aside, but now that the man is unconscious Kanaya's actions are far more interesting.]

Bitchsis, what are you up and doing? What did you motherfucking send out at this place?

[His voice is quieter and somewhat more level when talking to her--the volume doesn't go up quite so loud, and he nearly croons, but with a nasty undertone of mocking.]

[Action]

[speakveryclearly]

I told them we're all here, which it's come to my attention they need to know. [She taps and brandishes the netbook, now displaying a screenful of violet text.] Eridarling's already here, he doesn't remember a motherfucking thing about the asylum [Jocular on the surface, but actually bitter, harsh, and tinged with the idiolect she only adopts around him.], and our most fearworthy Heiress seems to have it in her think pan that it's funny to imply I'd make a habit out of chainsawing him in half instead of you.

Tell me, highest of all remaining subjugglators; does that strike you as in the slightest way funny?

[action]

[stonefaith]

[ GUESS WHO'S DRUNK AND WALKING IN ON THIS

or actually over the soldier's body. that kind of forces him to stop. he blinks down and toes at a shoulder, but before he can figure out if the man's dead or just unconscious, he spots the trolls.

and first has to ascertain that neither of them are eridan. all right, good. then who? the tall one, maybe he's seen around, he doesn't know. the glowing one... definitely not.

bariyan frowns and straightens up. ]

Hey. What are you two doing?

[Action]

[speakveryclearly]

[Kanaya is the one to notice the stranger, covered in stitches and a little - greyish. Very unusual for a human, to approach aesthetically pleasing monochrome without being pale by their standards. And STITCHES. Huh. He almost looks... heinous. And brooding.]

Living. Well, just him, not me, I'm busy being undead. [That sounds like a good conversation starter. See if he's got some solidarity. Oh, god, she's never met another undead being in her undeath before.]

voice

[fourscience]

More trolls? Excellent! I believe you are the most populous species here now- other than humans, of course!

[A pause, and her usual toothy grin fade. She drops her voice to a whisper, and leans in closer to her netbook.]

Between you and I, miss Kanaya Maryam, I do not think your friend has a very good attitude.

That was video right??? So is this I guess

[speakveryclearly]

That's not saying much from the amount of humans here, but I'm glad to hear it anyway.

[She turns away, trying to keep this conversation a little further away from Gamzee.] I'd perhaps say he needs an intimate and personally administered attitude adjustment, between me and--Ms. ...?

Re: voice

[honkalypse]

[There's cackling (probably in the background of Kanaya's response as well) and after a few moments a crooked grin appears on the screen, very, very close to the screen.

His lips are horribly cracked and chapped under the thick makeup and but his teeth are very very pristine and sharp.]

Got only the MOTHERFUCKING BEST ATTITUDE up in here. Why don't I be all down at showing you?

voice

[healplz]

Is that man alright?

video on his end

[honkalypse]

[Gamzee shows up prodding the man's head with his very unkempt nails and bringing up blood. The man does moan though.]

MOTHERFUCKER'S GOT HIMSELF ALL A THICK PAN. Not corpsy. YET.

[He wipes off his fingers with a little snarl, and the next is mostly him talking to himself.]

Too red. NOT MOTHERFUCKING RIGHT. Not being the good red. NOT RIGHT.

Audio;

[musclebeast]

[What.]

Greetings to the both of you- Maryam, Highblood. [He doesn't really have a place to say anything, not with Gamzee there but...]

The people here are familiar with our kind.

[Voice]

[speakveryclearly]

Zahhak...? [CHAINSAWBOTICSBRO.]

Hi. Oh, right, I should let Gamzee speak first, shouldn't I. [Hemosubmission, irony style.]

[biwinning]

...2o hey.

[speakveryclearly]

Oh My God You Really Are Here My Diet Is Saved
I Mean
Uh
Hi

[honkalypse]

[He's cackling, but only Kanaya can here that. And he might as well go full into it. He kind of hates Sullux right now for a very simple reason. ...He's jealous of something that's only really in his head.]

what's this up before my lookstubs?
BEST FRIEND'S MOTHERFUCKING BEST FRIEND.
got some glad feels up in me to be seeing you.
LEND A BROTHER SOME YELLOW, WOULD YOU?

permatext;

[boughtabookstore]

Do avoid killing the Initiative staff.

[speakveryclearly]

What Is It Everyone Has With Accusing Me Of Attempted Murder Today
Im Pretty Sure Gamzees Not Even Going To Finish Off The Unfortunate Human

video;

[fortissimos]

[ Okay, Sayaka's not the biggest fan of the Initiative, but— ]

He's not the enemy. [ Not that she considers them allies, either, but it's not a good enough reason to hurt them unprovoked. ]

[Video]

[speakveryclearly]

[Kanaya's alone with the netbook for now; Gamzee's busy trolling Salib at the moment probably.]

So we've heard. [Beat.] Who precisely is, again. The bombers, right.

[caligulas_aquarium]

fuck seriously hes here too
an there i thought i wwouldnt havve to deal wwith gam an his bullshit yet a course here we are AGAIN
great

[speakveryclearly]

No
You Never Escape
Ever

[tyrians]

maryam lookin gill?
FINALLY someone who fuckin knows me
looks like you aint figured out how to turn that light off yet
and
makara
wow great
thought hed be mute too and he clearly isnt
dont stop him from being another freak too
38o

[speakveryclearly]

What
Im
Im Afraid Im Very Confused

[video]

[raisedbybirds]

[Yep. It's a suit of armor/questionably robot person from the torso up in this video feed, notably addressing the calmer of the two individuals.]

It's a jurisdiction defined by unorganized anarchy inside the walls and draconian law outside of them. I'd keep your friend on a tight leash, for his sake.

[a beat]

...rainbow drinker...?

[Video]

[speakveryclearly]

[...well. Kanaya'd never really seen Samus in all her armor back in the asylum more than once; so when she's not recognized, she assumes this is a person of the same general army and affiliation, but not Samus herself. She makes a note to ask at the first opportunity about Zebes.]

A supernatural being, sorry. Formerly an Alternian troll, returned from death, defying it by drinking blood.

[ audio ]

[obfuskate]

At the very least, one of you seems to be sane.

[ a 'troll', though, like that pink-texted fish lady? ohhhhh boy. more of these things... ]

[Text]

[speakveryclearly]

[She's getting a little overwhelmed with all these replies to her post - and furthermore, this one is not exactly polite. So maybe she'll just troll him a little bit...]

I Know
What A Surprise
Sane Beings
On Earth
It Doesnt Happen Every Day Exactly

Video

[studieswaitressing]

We're starting to get quite a collection of trolls, here.

So, you know both the others? Equius, Sollux ... the angry purple-texted guy?

[Yes, good....]

[Same, Unchanging, Bluh]

[speakveryclearly]

[Looking down at the communicator, which she holds one-handed at the moment, confident in her reply.]

Oh, yes, we do. Especially the angry purple-texted guy.

His name is Eridan.

[video]

[punk_cute]

[See a human with a very old dye job on his getting kinda shaggy hair. See the human looking right damn fierce.]

It's you, the troll with the chainsaw. You ain't gonna be chainsawing [awkward pause. So very awkward] nobody, are you?

[Video]

[speakveryclearly]

[Extremely bitter eyeroll.] Not unless I get up to one dozen accusations of murderous intent. I'm up to about four now, counting you.