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

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[biwinning]

...I'm a little bit in bad shape.

[musclebeast]

[Equius's expression sours a little, having a hard time looking at him with that face and tone, and how he's... agreeing now.]

Yes, you are.

[biwinning]

I could be worse.

[musclebeast]

Yes, but thinking that hardly motivates you to better yourself now. You laziness is execrable, Sollux, I surprised you can manage even simple tasks.

[biwinning]

I don't need to better myself. I could jutht ath eathily take your glasses from you, without even moving a finger.

[And he does so, the red and blue glow that is familiar by now, that was lacking from their previous running around, is back. And Sollux uses it to lift up Equius' glasses, and push them up into his hair. He doesn't remove them though, just gets them out of the way. Sollux's own glasses slide down his nose a little as he does this, and rather than push them back up, he just looks at Equius from over his own.]

Thee.

[musclebeast]

Yes, I know, as a psionics user, you have proven to be quite competent, making you ideal for engine placement in your future, though you realize... [Glances up, watching his shades move up and trailing off with his words.] that... what- are you doing.

[His tone honestly a bit confused, eyes locking on him, face flushed. Something feels extremely wrong about this, but in this kind of, exhilarating fashion that makes his heart beat faster. He was more comfortable with the anger he felt earlier, or the playful game of keep away but- this is different.]

[biwinning]

[And the moment is over. Sollux pushes his glasses back up and is glaring behind his shades.]

"Ideal for engine placement," wow, thanksth for that reminder!! I'm tho glad you brought that up, I almotht thought for a thecond you weren't a total douche, but I'm glad we remedied that real quick! Because, you know, being told I'm a perfect fit for being a machine part is so romantic, right?? How about you, what if Condesce just decided one day that your freakish strength was such a good thing that they locked you up and experimented on YOU?? I'm sure I'd be laughing my ath off if I heard that that's what became of you!

[musclebeast]

[Pause.]

It is romantic. [Well, black wise, in a way. What do you mean by romantic, Sollux?]

[His expression's a little confused, face going firm though, crossing his arms again.]

I would do as told.

[biwinning]

... You'd just let them lock you up, and fuck with you for the rest of your life? -Of course, why am I even surprised? You're fucking repulsive with how little backbone you have. You make fun of me for not being able to run- but you can't even stand up for yourself.

[musclebeast]

It's how it should be, Sollux, that is how our culture works! It's be completely disrespectful to disobey orders given to me by my superiors, especially Her Imperial Condescension. [Though his- voice quivers a little, feeling weird having this conversation without his shades. Quickly he moves to pull them down over his eyes again.]

[biwinning]

Our "culture" isn't a culture! It's thocial dictatorship, dithguithed as culture! It's people who think they are better, taking advantage of people who don't have the strength to fight for themselves! And you jutht don't- fucking get it! You're too brainwashed, and it makes me tho thick to even hear you talk about thith!

[And he can tell how uncomfortable Equius is talking about it, from the way his eyes give away. But down the shades go again, and Sollux loses the interest to pull them away again.]

[musclebeast]

You're not supposed to think that, that mindset's completely skewed and ultimately too hopefully selfish. The hemospectrum and the properties tied to it is for the better of everyone... [He's sure... ugh, it's been so long since he's had proper guidance like Aurthour. But here, all he has are constantly opposing forces, even from Feferi herself. The only one of them wh ever even slightly agreed with him was Eridan and well-]

[He frowns. Teeth tight.]

It doesn't take advantage of anyone. Lowbloods are completely able for the services meant for them, that's the reason we are born the way we are, the Mother has intentions and we must experience the path laid out fo us.

[biwinning]

The Mothergrub is a fucking giant leech of a beast we throw our genetic material at and hope she'll spawn out enough eggs for our race to keep enslaving each other!

[There is spit flying everywhere.]

There's no fucking DECISION-MAKING in her process, she didn't DECIDE for highbloods to go around driving spaceships at the expense of lowbloods! She didn't DICTATE that psychics should be used as batteries or that seadwellers were "superior" to us! That's fucking BULLSHIT if you think the hemospectrum doesn't take advantage of anyone- it all goes to benefiting the Empress. How can you seriously be thith fucking thtupid?!

[Sparks are flying now too, along with saliva.]

[musclebeast]

[He's feeling this snarling in his chest and stomach. It's partially from how furious Sollux is right now, and how conflicted Equius feels about his words. They're not new to him, though, spoken in a new fashion. But a majority of his mind is sure that they're race is as it is for a reason, that it is for the greater good of all of them, the hive of hives, the entirety of their race and the future of it- or, well what future they would've had-

wait that's. Right. Isn't it.]

[His shoulders droop a little.]

Whether you believe yourself to be right or extremely wrong, it doesn't exactly- hold a place anymore, now does it. We can never honestly know the outcome of these efforts. [His lips firm, grinding his teeth and he breathes in a deep breath through flaring nostrils.]

Taking advantage of others, if that's how you see it or not, it's how our world worked, and it's how things should be for our race. There's a natural order, and in it, you are just as much beneath me as I am beneath your matesprit.

[biwinning]

[...That's right. He's argued these points for so long, that it doesn't really matter, what with Alternia destroyed. But... Kanaya's egg for the Mothergrub. It could still all happen again. Long after he's gone...

He might need to talk to Kanaya after this.]

It's how our world worked because the wrong people were in charge. I'd sooner kill myself than be a part of how "our world worked" as an adult.

[If he had ever been drafted for Helmsmanship, that was... essentially the plan, anyway. But that wasn't going to happen, it isn't what the future had in store and he knew that.]

And Feferi doesn't believe in that. You're not below her, and neither am I. Why is it so hard for you to think of us as equal? You have to believe it to some degree, or we wouldn't even be dating.

...And she's the one in charge now. So if you're still so stuck on the idea of doing whatever the Empress wants- that would be Feferi now. You should conform to her beliefs too.

[musclebeast]

[He stays quiet.]

You'd exterminate yourself upon recruitment? You'd prefer to waste your life and abilities instead of better others?

[biwinning]

My life is my own. They don't get to have it. You've seen my ancestor. You see what they did to him- for just existing. He doesn't even think he's a troll anymore.

Of course I'd kill myself before I was put through that fate.

[musclebeast]

...Well I suppose you hardly have to worry about that fate anymore. Whether or not it'd cause you to waste your putrid little life. [Though the idea of Sollux being a Helmsman or ...killing himself- they don't do the best things to his stomach.]

Not that I'd allow you to do something so foolish.

[biwinning]

[Heh.]

And I gueth I'm thuppothed to feel warm tinglesth about that.

[musclebeast]

I don't know what you're supposed to feel, Sollux. I assume you would want to do the same for me. [Granted, he- for the most part- kills himself by use of Gamzee anyway so...]

[biwinning]

Of courthe I would, but you'd probably do it over thomething thtupid, while I'd be doing it over thomething important.

[And considering how they both die- Equius getting a boner over Gamzee, and Sollux blowing himself up to save the rest of the trolls- it's an accurate assumption.]

[musclebeast]

[His nose wrinkles, pursing his lips.]

You're hardly who should be telling me that. It's not your place to tell me what is important to me.

[biwinning]

Oh, and like you can get away with the same thing with me? You think I'm going to give a shit about what you have to thay, place or not?

[musclebeast]

Well yes. Of course I can get away with it, I'm better than you. [...he says that with so much confidence.]

[biwinning]

No, you can't. Any advice or preference you give, telling me what's important to me or otherwise, I'll do the opposite.