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[dicey]

[Vriska's PCD is filming from the front lawn of Athel House! she doesn't exactly treat it with the utmost care, and so it just kind of got... tossed there when she was bored with it; she'd planned to retrieve it when she felt like using it again]

[Vriska can be seen exiting the house this fine morning (yes, trolls are nocturnal, but a) she's halfway adjusted to the sleep schedule of the rest of the city by now, and b) she's a kid, so staying up all day still strikes her as a cool and novel idea)-- and thanks to where she left her PCD last night, everyone is getting a great view of a big glop of rabbit guts falling off the roof and right onto her head]

[because, as it happens, the entire roof is covered with rabbit guts]

[Killuaaaaaaaa o9]

[OOC: Anyone that's told me here that they don't mind Vriska's typing quirk will be getting her hiding behind text. If you reply to this and don't mind text responses, please let me know via that link! ♥]

Comments

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

[Bluh!

Okay he knows better than to flail randomly but hey he can totally manhandle that robot arm right?]

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

[that means she's the one who's flailing]

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

[Eq is getting all the pap with none of the shoosh and not appreciating it very much.]

Stop - this - right now!

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

[she's trying to hide her unsureness; IS THIS NOT WHAT YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO DO........]

... Why?

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't know either. He kind of thought she was just being a bitch, but. After she asks that, realization dawns on him.

So Equius tries to wrench her arm around behind her back.]

...Keep going, you harpy.

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

[SHINKICK]

Shut up, asshole.

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

Ungrateful -

[He's cut off by that shinkick, but starts again while shaking Vriska around a bit.]

Ungrateful as you are... Maybe I should make you those new dice. So you stand a chance.

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

I'd stand a chance against you no matter what!

I'd bite you, but you probably taste like shit.

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

Please. I could kill you right now with minimal effort.

[He was trying to be the cool dude this time, but that bite comment sort of makes him sweat again. Well, not again, but more.]

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

Don't make me laugh!

You're totally getting off on what I just said, aren't you.

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

Wh-What? No!

[Thankfully there are no STRONGboners here.

As if to emphasize his point, Equius tightens his grip on her arm, lightly denting the metal as if it were an aluminum can.]

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

[ANOTHER KICK]

Don't you dare break it!

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

[Equius is surprisingly able to ignore kicks when he wants to. Look he knows you're not gonna swoon, Vriska, but he's trying to be oppressive, cool, and hateable.]

I made it. Then you would be at my mercy to fix it.

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

[GRRRRR

Don't you fucking dare.

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

[Gray fingers dig in the tiniest bit more.]

Stop me.

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

[smashes her mouth against his]

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

[Heh, yeah, that was cool, he made her speechless wi -

what

what

wh8t

wh<8<t




Vriska's just getting STRONGembraced and STRONGsnogged now.]

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

[HELL YEAH SECOND ADSTRING MAKEOUTS]

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

[Don't let Equius know that.

He actually sort of... Loses grip on that arm...

But dem lips are staying locked in place.]

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

[he's not a bad kisser]

[she is... pretty okay with this]

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

[But now we have a problem of who is going to give up first.

Because it's sure as hell not going to be Equius.]

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

[VRISKA WILL JUST BREATHE THROUGH HER NOSE]

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

[EQUIUS MAY BE FORGETTING TO BREATHE.]

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

[pulls away for a second]

I'm still not telling you where I live.

[aaaand dives back in because THIS IS A CONTEST NOW]

[a contest interspersed with insults]

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

[Oh good that gives him a second to - mmmhhpphhhh

Okay but he also pulls back. Y'know, a few seconds later. Okay more than a few seconds later.]

Good, I said it would be less fun that way.

[And it is so on.]