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Open Log
Who: Dualscar and YOU
When: Any time throughout the curse period
Where: For some, at Dualscar's hive, but he can be found anywhere in Vatheon as he's been wandering aimlessly all week
Style: Action
For those at Dualscar's hive
[Dualscar consciousness has been trying to get home for most of the week, but he's having a really hard time remembering where he lives. After several days of wandering, getting lost, and having somewhat vocal tantrums elsewhere in Vatheon, Dualscar finally stumbles his way up the steps and tries the door]
Hello? [He calls out, stepping uncertainly through the doorway. He thinks this is his hive.] Ith anyone here?
For everyone else
[Dualscar can be found pretty much wherever, suffering from Mituna's brain problems. He has a tendency to trip on nothingness, or get confused and wander off in the wrong direction. When he gets frustrated, watch out, he's got a mouth on him.
He took off the helmet at some point and threw it into his captchalogue - or maybe just threw it away - and that might not have been a very good idea. His body spasms at times, and sometimes he simply can't stop himself from falling, occasionally even hitting his head on the ground.
This is pretty much the most miserable Dualscar's ever been.
Dare to approach the violet-blood trapped in a broken yellow-blood body?]
When: Any time throughout the curse period
Where: For some, at Dualscar's hive, but he can be found anywhere in Vatheon as he's been wandering aimlessly all week
Style: Action
For those at Dualscar's hive
[Dualscar consciousness has been trying to get home for most of the week, but he's having a really hard time remembering where he lives. After several days of wandering, getting lost, and having somewhat vocal tantrums elsewhere in Vatheon, Dualscar finally stumbles his way up the steps and tries the door]
Hello? [He calls out, stepping uncertainly through the doorway. He thinks this is his hive.] Ith anyone here?
For everyone else
[Dualscar can be found pretty much wherever, suffering from Mituna's brain problems. He has a tendency to trip on nothingness, or get confused and wander off in the wrong direction. When he gets frustrated, watch out, he's got a mouth on him.
He took off the helmet at some point and threw it into his captchalogue - or maybe just threw it away - and that might not have been a very good idea. His body spasms at times, and sometimes he simply can't stop himself from falling, occasionally even hitting his head on the ground.
This is pretty much the most miserable Dualscar's ever been.
Dare to approach the violet-blood trapped in a broken yellow-blood body?]
at the hive
[Sufferer is in Eridan's body this week, and he recognizes Mituna's voice. He hurries towards the door, worried that his young yellowblooded friend might be in trouble. He manages to bang both shins on the coffee table on his way.]
Mituna, is that you?
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He tries to flare his fins, fails, and gnashes his teeth in frustration]
I-I'm not-- not, I'm me. Eridan? Wwhat are you doin' in my hivve?
[Yeah, he's still got his sea dweller accent... he just also has a lisp]
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No, not Eridan... Sufferer. I'm in Eridan's body, but I'm Sufferer.
[He approaches, one had--completely devoid of rings--stretched out.]
Are you someone else? Someone else in Mituna's body?
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I'm not! I'm not thomeone elthe. I'm Cronuth and I couldn't fuckin' find you!
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[Sufferer's eyes are watering from where he got smacked in the chin, but he doesn't care. He curls his arms tightly around Dualscar and tries to guide him inside.]
I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry I didn't come and find you.
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[Well, it sure looks like Mindfang, even if Mindfang hardly ever has her hair looking nice and would never wear such cute clothes. 'She' looks concerned as she tries to get a look at Mituna's face.]
Mituna, are you alright? Why aren't you wearing your helmet?
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Leavve me-- L-Let go! [He can barely get the words out, but there's a trace of an odd accent in Mituna's voice]
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I'm sorry, Mituna, sssh, I'm sorry. I forgot you don't like that. I just wanted to make sure you were alright.
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Calm down, Mituna. I don't know what on Alternia she could have said to you- although I suppose speaking to her is punishment enough- but I'm not really Mindfang. It's Darkleer. There's a curse going on, didn't you know?
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[ This is the most reasonable response to a yellowblood falling over in a fit, right? Because that's Feferi's understanding of how things work. It's out in the middle of the street when she sees him, and she skips right on over.
Watch out, Mitunascar. It's culling time. ]
Watch how you're flopping about like a silly fish. You'll hurt yourself.
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Printhethh!
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You're so adorabubble!
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at the hive;
He just peeks around a corner to look at Mituna in the doorway, mismatched eyes particularly wide. ]
Hello to you, Mituna.
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Please do not fall a second time.
[ He plucks him up off the floor with psionics, clearly concerned enough that he doesn't entirely release him when he sets the other yellowblood on his feet. ]
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L-l-let go!
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I apologize. I was attempting to offer support.
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[Seeing his own body walking down the street ranks alongside waking up in the wrong hive and seeing a highblood's face in the mirror not long after in 'things that Mituna Captor could have really done without'. He'd spent several hours hiding under a blanket and shaking when he'd woken up in Dualscar's form, and it had taken a while longer to simply get used to the increased bulk of the highblood when compared to his own lanky frame.
Despite his general personality problems still being in place, it was with something of a calmer mind (inherent violent tendencies of the caste notwithstanding) that he'd ventured out, and he's able to gather himself enough to simply watch before he speaks, and there's a faint shake in the strong voice that usually comes from the violetblood.]
... Hey, you.
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He scowls immediately]
You! Givve it back!
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[The seadweller's fins flick up instantly, flattening back against his head a moment later. It feels very strange, having a part of him that's so involuntarily expressive.]
You give it back first! [Though it is novel to be speaking without a lisp.]
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[Said fins flatten back against the troll's head, teeth clenching as he hisses softly.]
I don't know either!
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