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moveslikestrider) wrote2013-06-20 09:03 pm
moveslikestrider) wrote2013-06-20 09:03 pm
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ugh shit my head feels like it got smashed up against a couple of walls
if this is what a hangover feels like that noise can skip right off somewhere
i dont even care where just somewhere??
ahahaha that was not a witty sentence at all
f minus for dave strider and his attempts to sort himself out
speaking of that why does it feel like im in a vice thats
[There's a rustling sound from the gear followed by a sharp inhale of breath.]
is this for real seriously
i cant even decide what to think about this because im not getting enough air in this two sizes too small shirt get up
i mean it makes my ass look incredible
this is so stupid i cant even lift a leg without my pants threatening to give up the ghost
who the hell decided to shrink my sweet gear thats just a traversity
well its not exactly sweet its something out of a renaissance fair
how the fuck am i going to get out of this stuff its pasted onto me like glue
who the hell would do that though that just seems dumber than spending all this time remarking about this
[There's a growl that echoes before Dave keeps going.]
what oh hey
i remember you
feels like its been a year since we shared the sky together and went darting around like we lost our minds
why did i give you shades that just seems so dumb in retrospect like trying to pay homage to something when the real deal is around
but between you and me this doesnt feel like my life anymore
i couldnt really believe it when i had it because its so picture perfect straight out of some fantasy a lonely guy might have
--RRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-- wait what the fuck?
[Dave's soliloquy about his ill-fitting clothes is brought to an abrupt halt by the tail end of a very loud, very aggravated shout. It might be hard to tell exactly who the voice belongs to at first, since it can be a little difficult to judge nonsensical yelling. But once he starts speaking, it becomes clear that the voice belongs to John Egbert.]
Where the hell am I? [A slight pause, during which time we can only assume that John takes survey of his surroundings and discovers...] DAVE!!!! Oh my god, it's great to finally see you again! Wherever here is!
[There's an array of vague bumping, stumbling, and rustling noises that we're going to assume is John getting out of his own bed and moving over to Dave's. Because that's exactly what it is. Unfortunately, he still doesn't seem to have remembered how to use his indoor voice because he's still kind of yelling.]
I missed you so mu-- where are my sweet god tier pajamas? What the hell is this, it doesn't even fit!!!
[There's a sound almost like laughter but it's a bit muffled.]
ok ok lets remember not to bellow like some beast
were in a hospital here
what if you woke some poor old lady or something
Why are we in a hospital...?
[It's quieter, but...ultimately, not enough. Because before Dave gets the chance to answer another growl can be heard, but it's decidedly not of the Pokemon race.]
Jesus fucking Christ will the two of you SHUT THE FUCK UP?!
[It sounds like something fluffy and soft hit at least one of them at a rather high velocity followed by a second one and then more from the now recognizable voice of Rose Lalonde.]
I swear to god neither of you know how the fuck to be quiet do you? Is that a hard concept? I thought not but apparently you both still know how to surprise me! Jesus fuck my head feels like it's splitting open ugh. Fucking asinine Skaia-vexing addlepates I swear to GOD.
[ooc: Translation with no colors: here.]
if this is what a hangover feels like that noise can skip right off somewhere
i dont even care where just somewhere??
ahahaha that was not a witty sentence at all
f minus for dave strider and his attempts to sort himself out
speaking of that why does it feel like im in a vice thats
[There's a rustling sound from the gear followed by a sharp inhale of breath.]
is this for real seriously
i cant even decide what to think about this because im not getting enough air in this two sizes too small shirt get up
i mean it makes my ass look incredible
this is so stupid i cant even lift a leg without my pants threatening to give up the ghost
who the hell decided to shrink my sweet gear thats just a traversity
well its not exactly sweet its something out of a renaissance fair
how the fuck am i going to get out of this stuff its pasted onto me like glue
who the hell would do that though that just seems dumber than spending all this time remarking about this
[There's a growl that echoes before Dave keeps going.]
what oh hey
i remember you
feels like its been a year since we shared the sky together and went darting around like we lost our minds
why did i give you shades that just seems so dumb in retrospect like trying to pay homage to something when the real deal is around
but between you and me this doesnt feel like my life anymore
i couldnt really believe it when i had it because its so picture perfect straight out of some fantasy a lonely guy might have
--RRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-- wait what the fuck?
[Dave's soliloquy about his ill-fitting clothes is brought to an abrupt halt by the tail end of a very loud, very aggravated shout. It might be hard to tell exactly who the voice belongs to at first, since it can be a little difficult to judge nonsensical yelling. But once he starts speaking, it becomes clear that the voice belongs to John Egbert.]
Where the hell am I? [A slight pause, during which time we can only assume that John takes survey of his surroundings and discovers...] DAVE!!!! Oh my god, it's great to finally see you again! Wherever here is!
[There's an array of vague bumping, stumbling, and rustling noises that we're going to assume is John getting out of his own bed and moving over to Dave's. Because that's exactly what it is. Unfortunately, he still doesn't seem to have remembered how to use his indoor voice because he's still kind of yelling.]
I missed you so mu-- where are my sweet god tier pajamas? What the hell is this, it doesn't even fit!!!
[There's a sound almost like laughter but it's a bit muffled.]
ok ok lets remember not to bellow like some beast
were in a hospital here
what if you woke some poor old lady or something
Why are we in a hospital...?
[It's quieter, but...ultimately, not enough. Because before Dave gets the chance to answer another growl can be heard, but it's decidedly not of the Pokemon race.]
Jesus fucking Christ will the two of you SHUT THE FUCK UP?!
[It sounds like something fluffy and soft hit at least one of them at a rather high velocity followed by a second one and then more from the now recognizable voice of Rose Lalonde.]
I swear to god neither of you know how the fuck to be quiet do you? Is that a hard concept? I thought not but apparently you both still know how to surprise me! Jesus fuck my head feels like it's splitting open ugh. Fucking asinine Skaia-vexing addlepates I swear to GOD.
[ooc: Translation with no colors: here.]
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Err... hi? Wait... [Squint. Wipe glasses. Squint some more.] N...anna?
[Forgive him, Jane. He needs a few minutes to sort his memories out.]
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[Dave, why does she have to crane her head up to look at you, christ. It's like staring up at Dirk again.] No, no the city is normal, fine, what have you.
How are you all feeling? [She. Kind of has an inkling on how Rose is feeling just by looking at her though. She's seen that posture and hungover face before, ohhh it's been a while, but she... certainly knows it.]
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Like I want to kill something small and cute. Or bash my face into something.
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[He grimaces and rubs at his temples.]
Sorry I... think my memories are kind of scrambled? Like I didn't remember this place when I woke up but the longer I'm conscious, the more things start to come back in little bits and pieces.
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I feel like being tempted to be the Emperor with his new clothes. I'm holding back because every lady for miles would explode from the raw appeal.
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It's alright Poppop, just let it all come back and we'll sort things out for sure later. Dave, I am certain I can scrounge up a hospital gown if you truly can't get comfortable, but until then, yes, keep holding back. [Half rolling her eyes and glancing at Dave's shirt, she reaches to try and pinch a little fabric off his arm.]
... Hm, maybe a gown really would be a better alternative, at least until you can get stuff that fits.
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[HAR HAR HE'S SO FUNNY.]
[But his joke isn't really quite enough to mask the somewhat worried glance he gives Rose as she takes the pills. He still doesn't remember everything as far as their relationship is concerned but even ignoring that, she is a friend and this whole situation surrounding her kind of has him worried.]
Anyway, yeah that's kind of really the only option I have here. I just wish it would hurry up and come back because this is aggravating as hell.
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Terezi's really gone?
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Yes, it seems that way. A few of her Pokemon were waiting in the lobby actually when I stopped by the Center, so I assume they are waiting for one of us when we have a chance to get there. [Offering a small smile, she just moves and fluffs one of the pillows, half guiding Rose to lay back down; she's at least verbally guided Roxy to do the same many a time in the past.]
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Mm...thank you. [[Who knew laying down could feel so good?]]
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[Nobody had told him this yet!!!]
Err... not that I even knew she was here until just now but damn... that sucks!
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I know how many she had in her party.
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How about you all stay put and I'll bring you back some food? While you're eating and taking it easy, getting your thoughts back in order, I'll go get spare clothing. [She's just not sure what else she can do for them right now and it shows.]
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