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

Comments

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[biwinning]

You're excuthed.

[Although, that reaction, it sends a bit of a chill through him too.]

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[musclebeast]

I don't need you to excuse me! I excused me!

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[biwinning]

Thorry, I couldn't hear that over the thound of you thwearing.

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[musclebeast]

IT WAS NOT THAT LOUD. I AM NOT BEING LOUD!

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[biwinning]

You're shouting. That'th being loud.

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[musclebeast]

I am NOT SHOUTING. OR BEING LOUD!!

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[biwinning]

[WHISPERING:]

Really?

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[musclebeast]

REA- r-really...

Wh-what...

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[biwinning]

...


Ehehehehe. You're tho eathily confuthed, it'th adorable in that "thtupid barkbeatht" kind of way.

[Action] 1/?

[musclebeast]

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[musclebeast]

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[musclebeast]

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[musclebeast]

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[musclebeast]

[No.]

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[musclebeast]

[NO.]

[Action] Fin~

[musclebeast]

[DESK -> SOLLUX.]

[Action]

[biwinning]

[WOW OW OK.

He doesn't have much of a chance to block besides his own arms up in front of his face, and a slight psychic barrier, but not enough to keep it from hitting him. And definitely not enough to keep it from pushing him back, feet skidding on the ground, before he falls on his ass, the desk falling on top of him.

Are you happy now, Equius?]

[Action]

[musclebeast]

[NO HE IS NOT, NOT YET.]

[He's already stomping over to him and grabbing the desk. Equius raises it up fast and tries to slam it down on Sollux.]

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[biwinning]

[Sollux rolls out of the way. Still on the ground though, trying to catch his breath. He's months out of practice for this, man.]

[Action]

[musclebeast]

[The desk smashes down hard and is...

well,

it's very much not a desk anymore.]

Isn't this what you wanted, you dirty pissblood?!

[A shriek, breaking off a piece of the desk from the pile and makes his way over fast, glaring over his glasses.]

[Action]

[biwinning]

[Sollux quickly scrambles to his feet, taking a step back but grinning all the same.]

Yeth.

[And then Sollux tries to gain telekinetic control over the piece of desk in Equius' hand.]

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[musclebeast]

[If he wasn't already extremely pissed off, that grin would make him be. Equius's mouth some how manages to scowl more and he grips the desk piece harder. His muscles tighten and he tries jerking it away, feeling the crackle of energy heat his hands.]

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[biwinning]

[Nope, no jerking it away. In fact, if anything, you wouldn't want that piece so close to your face, Equ.

Because he's going to try and use it to smack you in the face.]

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[musclebeast]

[The psionics take advantage of Equius's lack of experience with them and his head swings to the side with the piece hits him hard. He lets down, pulling away and wiping his mouth with the back of a hand. He feels a cold trickle down his spine from the pain, fully appreciating it but does his best to say nothing. Though the look on his face really says enough as he stares slowly up at Sollux.]