004 ♐ text : Fail to screw in lightbulbs.

[musclebeast]

D --> Are there STRONGER light bulbs somewhere in this e%ecrable place
D --> These terrible orbs of shattering pain are e%temely insufficient
D --> Or perhaps just, assistance with getting these into their sockets might be enough

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[musclebeast]

[Equius immediately moves to the door and slams it closed, the hinges creaking.]

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[biwinning]

[It slams closed.

And then Sollux opens it again, this time using his psionics.]

Rude.

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[musclebeast]

[A scowl.]

You! You, get out of here!

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[biwinning]

No, I don't think I will.

Jutht pretend I'm not here.

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[musclebeast]

Impossible. I won;t even try, it'd be foolish. Get out.

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[biwinning]

No. I'm waiting to thee if you can piece two and two together.

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[musclebeast]

Please don't bring your number based obsession in here.

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[biwinning]

They're part of the package deal. Tho no, I can't.

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[musclebeast]

I never ordered this package deal.

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[biwinning]

Thurprithe delivery.

B.T.W. your handsth are pretty fucked up.

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[musclebeast]

...You.

[His eyes slim. And yeah, his hands are pretty 'effed up'. They're dripping blue and have a good deal of glass shards embedded here and there. Though his sudden surge of anger does well to help him ignore that piercing pain.]

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[biwinning]

You're finally putting it together now, huh.

[and boy is he grinning.]

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[musclebeast]

Wh- ['Why,' but he knows why, and he feels a little dumb for thinking to ask. Equius moves a hand up to punch the bridge of his nose, digging his shades in a little.]

Nevermind, just get out. You've done enough, you-

Did you really take the effort to unscrew all of those light bulbs? [Because he can barely imagine Sollux wanting to put out the effort to unscrew one, let alone five.]

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[biwinning]

[The grin suddenly sobers a bit, and despite the nonchalant pose of crossed arms and leaning against the doorframe, he's definitely serious when he says this:]

Yeth.

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[musclebeast]

I find that surprising. [His eyes slim, flicking blood off his hands.]

Normally you don't have so much drive. I find it to be extremely frustrating that you now suddenly feel so impelled and for something stupid.

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[biwinning]

I have drive when there'th thomething I'm trying to accomplish.

[He narrows his eyes in return.]

Which I have. It wathn't pointleth nor thtupid, from my perthpective.

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[musclebeast]

It was entirely pointless, my hands are in shreds because of you!

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[biwinning]

That wath partially the point.

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[musclebeast]

Really? You do realize I can't exactly work like this, not until they heal Was that the rest of your petty 'point' you despicable cur?

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[biwinning]

...

Ehehehe.

[Hehe, Equius is calling him names again.]

Yeth.

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[musclebeast]

Hey! Why are you laughing? GET- ugh, GET OUT. [Wow don't fucking laugh at him!?]

[POINTING! So much pointing! His face is going blue as he starts to really get angry.]

I do not need your childish meddling and fatuous snickering, trot off!

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[biwinning]

Trot off. I haven't heard that one before.

[Sorry Equ, you're just getting more hilarious. Cue more snickering!]

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[musclebeast]

Tr- you- ugh. Well you will hear no more of it because I am done here, and you are done here. Everyone is currently done as far as this extremely pointless situation is concerned. Now leave before I take revenge for this foalish hoofbeast play. [His teeth are in a tight grind, making his jaw muscles bulge, lips pursing tight infront of the clenched fangs.]

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[biwinning]

[And he's still grinning...

Up until the point where he hears those teeth grinding. Then he begins to look actually a little angry! Uh oh.]

Maybe I want you to. It'd give me an excuse to knock more of your teeth out.

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[musclebeast]

Like you have the STRENGTH to do something like that! Not that I'd be against- something- so aggressive... [Sweats, hands clench.] Your silly pranks give me reason enough to better your own dental debacle! Perhaps I'd actually feel threatened by your words once you pronounce every letter correctly.