Equius Zahhak (
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vatheon2012-06-03 09:51 pm
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wake up and smell the event
Where: the Hoofbeastfeathers hive
Who: Equius, Gamzee, andDadDarkleer
When: The middle of the night after the new event starts
Style: can't be tamed
Status: closed
Equius sleeps like a rock. Anyone who has seen him fall asleep knows that he crashes out almost immediately and then doesn't move until the next morning/evening/whenever he has to get up. He also doesn't dream, something he attributes to being the Heir of Void.
But tonight, for the first time, his sleep is broken and restless; he tosses and turns, his face shifting and distorting with unseen emotions. In his dream, he's running, trying to get away from voices, voices that whisper to him at first, but then get louder and louder until they're a cacophonous scream, rioting through his conscienceness and turning everything red and blue.
He jolts awake, sitting bolt upright in bed, with a headache pounding behind his eyes. There's so much pressure, so much pain, all welling up and feeling like it's going to split his head apart. He throws his head back, and barely manages not to scream as red and blue bolts of psionic energy fly out of his eyes and leave a scorching hole in the roof.
Whelp. Guess who has yellow blood this week.
Who: Equius, Gamzee, and
When: The middle of the night after the new event starts
Style: can't be tamed
Status: closed
Equius sleeps like a rock. Anyone who has seen him fall asleep knows that he crashes out almost immediately and then doesn't move until the next morning/evening/whenever he has to get up. He also doesn't dream, something he attributes to being the Heir of Void.
But tonight, for the first time, his sleep is broken and restless; he tosses and turns, his face shifting and distorting with unseen emotions. In his dream, he's running, trying to get away from voices, voices that whisper to him at first, but then get louder and louder until they're a cacophonous scream, rioting through his conscienceness and turning everything red and blue.
He jolts awake, sitting bolt upright in bed, with a headache pounding behind his eyes. There's so much pressure, so much pain, all welling up and feeling like it's going to split his head apart. He throws his head back, and barely manages not to scream as red and blue bolts of psionic energy fly out of his eyes and leave a scorching hole in the roof.
Whelp. Guess who has yellow blood this week.
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"To be quite honest, I really should not be near the two of you until I learn more about what I have been turned into." Cautious, he steps back. "I may cause accidental harm."
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He turns back to Darkleer then. "You didn't hurt me when you touched my face."
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"You'll be fine. You ain't ever hurt us before."
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"For all I know, this body could possess venomous capabilities.]
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"But you're a Dersite." Equius reaches out to touch Darkleer's arm with his free hand. "I think if Dersites were venomous, we'd know about it."
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Man, those moons. Those had been so fuckin' chill.
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"A Dersite?" A pause as he thinks it over. "Ah, would they be related to the game you played?"
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