014 ♐ Text: Get e%tremely flustered over something trivial.

[musclebeast]

D --> I will not stand for this any longer
D --> Stand for f001ishness upon one hundred thousand prior, equally unsolicited f001ishnesses
D --> No, my keyboard does not need to be fi%ed
D --> Yes, I choose to type in this fashion, gosh darnit
D --> I canter e%actly understand why that concept is so e%tremely difficolt for you all to cram into your ossified mind compartments but perhaps it's because most of you revolting juveniles can barely use your diaperstubs let alone properly make use of your communication devices
D --> I am a troll, and like my fellow Alternians, I use a te%t quirk to properly e%press my individuality and perhaps e%emplify my bucking interests in a visual fashion
D --> I am coltsiderably perple%ed and quite frankly, ine%cusably teed off by this continuing damper on my forced thralldom here
D --> So stop asking or for fiddlesticking sakes ask me here and now and discontinue this e%cessively annoying line of questioning in the future

Comments

[musclebeast]

D --> That's a completely different issue
D --> They don't have trouble understanding what I'm saying, they have trouble with the e%tra touches of pizazz I find necessary in my typing style

[biwinning]

"piizazz".
ii hate you even more for even u2iing that word.

[musclebeast]

D --> What the dickens is wrong with pizazz

[biwinning]

iit'2 a 2tupiid a2 hell word.

[biwinning]

iit'2 wor2e than diicken2.

[musclebeast]

D --> It's better than being a low class potty mouth
D --> And I still find nothing wrong with either of them

[biwinning]

low cla22 > 2oundiing 2tupiid a2 hell becau2e you 2ay piizazz.
and of cour2e, you wouldn't.

[musclebeast]

D --> I don't sound stupid

[biwinning]

you 2ound wor2e than 2tupiid.
you 2ound liike 2omeone who get2 theiir a22 handed two them on a 2iilver platter on a regular ba2ii2.
you 2ound liike you couldn't mu2ter up a vaguely iin2ultiive 2entence wiithout iit takiing you at lea2t ten miinute2 two fiind "2afe" replacement2 for all the word2 you wii2h you could 2ay.
you 2ound 2tupiid a2 hell and ridiculou2 on top of that.

[musclebeast]

D --> I've easily insulted you at a sufficient pace, using my so called 'safe' replacements
D --> I don't have to think about them, they're part of my vocabulary, just as your disgusting language is a part of yours

[biwinning]

...

whatever you 2tiill 2ound lame.

[musclebeast]

D --> And you're an imbecile for having nothing better to say than that

[biwinning]

whatever.

head2 up.

[Because in that moment, the door of Equius' warehouse explodes inward and flies off it's handles.]

[musclebeast]

[He doesn't have time to reply, he just stares at the door, muscles tense. Nepeta had left already, he's still a bit drenched from his shower, and perhaps now he feels a sweat coming on from how violent that entrance was.]

What- Sollux! [Tone a bit heavy, a mix between made and alluringly compelled as he looks from the smoking remains to the metallic warehouse door to his slight framed company.]

[biwinning]

Dramatic, wathn't it?

[Refering to his entrance, of course. He slowly floats downward to put his feet on the ground, and step into the warehouse.]

You like fixing thingsth anyway. And don't act like you didn't like that.

[musclebeast]

[Equius watches with a held breath, swallowing and lacing his lower lip with his tongue before the gentle pinch of his fangs snaps him out of his trance. His eyes return to the rather depressing sight that is the door and he finally returns to a more dignified stance, arms crossed over his chest, towel from his shower still nestled neatly against his neck.]

You are not to tell me what I enjoy and don't, and fixing a door is hardly the most interesting of tasks I could be spending my time doing.

[biwinning]

Really? Because I thwore dull and uninterethting activitiesth were what you liked to do betht! Whoopsth.

[A shrug, because wow, he knows you don't like to fix doors. That's why he did this. Because unlike with their apartment, Equius would HAVE to fix these.

Sollux looks around, staring at the piles of broken robots and their fellow pieces strewn about the floor.]

And becauthe beating the shit out of robotsth ith a much more interethting way of thpending your time, huh?

[musclebeast]

No, of course not, building robots is hardly uninteresting, but you wouldn't know, your expertise hasn't adventured out of software at all.

-Yes. It is, it's quite liberating and does well to relax me. You know that, don't feign naivety.

[biwinning]

Relaxes you. As you set them on a mode, that programsth them explicitly to try and kill you. Yeah, tho relaxing, I can thee why you'd do thith thort of thing for hoursth on end.

[Walking around, picking up robot pieces, and inspecting them. And then dropping them, and kicking them around. Just generally being a nuisance.]

[musclebeast]

It's very relaxing for someone as STRONG as I am.

[He watches, eyes slim behind his shades, feeling anger boil up in him quickly, second by second. He's almost shaking a little, hands clenching on his arms, clenched tight infront of him still.]

[biwinning]

I think you mean for someone as fucked up ath you are. I could athk any other thtrong guy around here what they do for fun and they'll thay shit like gardening or thomething. You're the only freak around here who kills things for shits and gigglesth.

[Sollux picks up a robotic arm thay remains mostly intact, although detached, and reassembles the fingers to arrange into a fist, except for the pinky, which points out. He then lifts it up, to pick his ears with.]

Maybe that'th part of the reathon why Aradia, even ath a robot, didn't like you. She saw what you did to these robots. How do you think that'd make a robo-girl feel, seeing the broken bodiesth of her fellow metalmen?

[musclebeast]

Training would always be a part of their regimin, that's obvious. I just so happen to have the ability to make my own sparring partners- hey, quit that!

[Starts to stomp over to him only to hear what Sollux has to say next. It makes his stomach twist. He was just speaking to Nepeta about this and now- Equius almost looks, sad for a brief second, before he lips curl and his teeth grind.]

You know nothing of the chemistry between our exchanges, Sollux! Now PUT THAT DOWN THIS INSTANT!

[biwinning]

[Yeah, no, not putting it down. He does pluck it from his ear though, and instead begins to float up and away from Equius.]

Of courthe I know. We've been friendsth longer than she's even known you, do you really think she wouldn't talk to me on that thort of thing?

[no, he doesn't. Aradia never spoke to him, for a good portion of the game. more like all of it, actually. She was too busy being the Maid Of Time and hanging around with Equius. This, of course, hurt. A lot more than he said it did, but after he had spoken to Aradia in his time at the castle, things smoothed out a bit. At least enough for him to make fun of it without reminding himself of how sad he was. And using it as fuel against Equius did make him feel a bit better.

As he rises a good few feet into the air, he uses the hand to mimic Aradia.]

"He'th tho obnoxiouth Thollux, I can't thtand him!"

[musclebeast]

[For a moment- Sollux's plan begins to backfire.]

[Equius begins to curl into himself little by little, hands unclenching, arms loose infront of him, not nearly as locked against his chest. His head lowers, damp hair falling about his face, obfuscating his expression from view, but not enough to completely hide the almost unhinged despair stretching over it. The loneliness churning in him makes him feel like expelling the contents of his stomach. He had just been speaking to Nepeta about this, Sollux isn't, who he needs to feel this around. Had he not been just speaking to his very competent moirail about this particular subject, he wouldn't have nearly been able to get his bearings so easily. Well, at least get his bearings as far as disheartened is concerned.]

[His hands tighten again, head bowing a little more, lips tightening, form against his slowly clenching teeth.]

Quiet.

[It's- barely audible, more like a slightly fluctuating hiss and Sollux- if he's paying attention anyway- may be able to see Equius is very intently glaring at him from just above his shades. There's a minor tint to the yellow of his eyes, more ruddy than usual, the change in colour accompanying the pulse of a vein in his left arm and that almos 'crack' that could've easily been a more weak- already damaged tooth in his mouth.]

[biwinning]

[It doesn't take long for Sollux to realize Equius isn't taking this as well as he'd hoped. He thought maybe Equius might be over Aradia, at least somewhat, considering the time spent apart from her, and with his relationship with Vanadi. That... Sollux tried to ruin. Ehhhh... maybe bringing her up wasn't such a good idea. Sollux hovers patiently, watching the emotions on Equius' face change from depressed to silent fuming. Equius is hardly ever quiet, when he's angry. This is... definitely different.

The yellowblood is still with surprise, his bloodpusher pumping faster with apprehension. He knows, in order to get Equius to take action, he needs to not be quiet, which IS what he wants, but he's not so sure he wants it in exactly this way. It's a kismesis' job to piss off his partner, but too much, especially with Equius, could lead to something a lot more fatal. He drops the robotic hand he had been using as a prop to the ground, keeping himself a float a few inches above the ground.]

-Take off your glasses.