All bubbles pop eventually

[thalassino]

Yesterday was a day of celebration. For once, it seemed that the foreigners were able to affect the coral, and in a positive way at that. The coral lit back up, the barrier strengthened, and everything looked like it was back to normal again.

Unfortunately, it doesn't last.

Overnight the coral begins to dim again, flickering wildly along with the bubble itself. Those who stayed up on the island might notice the strange lights coming up through the waves if they're awake. The ones who stayed in the bubble will notice more than that. The atmosphere is tense, and every now and then there's an echoing crack, like a massive piece of glass is slowly losing its integrity.

By the time the morning arrives, the crack in the bubble is evident. After hours of threatening it, the crack finally falls open with a thundering snap, allowing the ocean to rush in. It hasn't yet given up entirely, but there's a steady stream of water pouring in to the plaza and on to the coral. The waterfall would be a pretty sight if not for the situation.

Hopefully no one stayed down there that long.



((OOC: The bubble has cracked! Feel free to use this post as a mingle log if desired. The elevator is still functioning, so anyone down in the bubble will have some time to escape.))

Comments

[aim_exorable]

I... I suppose so?

[He doesn't keep track of these things???]

Maybe tomorrow, if he still wants to cook, you could help him. Two pairs of hands are better than one, and you are good at it.

[420]

[Goddamnit, Darkleer, don't you know romance is the most important thing ever. These teen years are when vital, life long romantic bonds are formed, okay!

Also, you know, the times where random breezes give you boners and you wanna make out a lot. Mostly that actually.

Still, that suggestion is one that intrigues and interests Gamzee, and he'd apply sign onto this newsletter of cooking related newsfacts.]

Hey, shit, that's some thought you all got there, man. You think the motherfucker would all like be down with that?

[aim_exorable]

He seems like a nice enough young man. I'm sure he wouldn't mind if you asked.

[Darkleer finally picks apart a piece of pie to quickly shove into his mouth, so it doesn't drip.]

[420]

[Using one hand to feed a few more bits of pie to Milo (and lob some over to Darkleer (the chocobo) and Pounce (also the chocobo)), Gamzee rests his other hand on his knees, supporting his chin on his palm.]

That sounds like hella tight biznasty, getting my hang on with that motherfucker like that. I bet we could get to being good bros, just getting our cook on together and shit.

[aim_exorable]

I don't doubt it. You tend to get along with most.

[A rarity amongst trolls! Thank you drugs.]

He was still cooking, last I checked.

[420]

Nothing better than all getting to be experience that motherfuckin' miracle of friendship with peeps, right?

[He chucks another piece of pie at the chocobos, watching Milo waggle over to go squabble over it with Darkleer.]

Sounds like maybe a motherfucker should all get his check on at a bro then.

[aim_exorable]

I can set up our new hive, then. [Very... awkwardly wiping away the blueberry mess on his hand, he then pats Gamzee on the head.]

It's a good thing the bubble broke in the spring. We won't have to worry too much about keeping you and Equius warm until I can establish some sort of temperature regulator there.

[420]

Haha, I guess.

[Gosh, Darkleer, you worry too much. He would've been able to keep warm either way! Like... he could've made out with Equius a lot that always gets him hot.

You know. In the interests of survival and all.]

Hey, you think shit's all gonna get fixed down there?

[The comment is pretty idle, like the answer, whichever it might be, won't particularly upset him either way. More a random thought popping into his mind, getting spoken aloud cause what is brain filtering?]

[aim_exorable]

[Just a sigh. He.. understands that Gamzee needs to stay drugged or else bad things will happen, but sometimes... Well, when he's told not to worry too much, he just worries more, and about Gamzee to boot.]

[The comment earns a moment of silence as Darkleer thinks how to answer.]

It depends on if any of the scientists have any interest left in us, I suppose. Otherwise, we might be left here on our own to fend for ourselves.

[420]

[Honestly, even with the drugs, Gamzee would likely still be placid and optimistic to some degree because religion is the opium of the yada yada and so on.

He leans back on his hand, giving a little shrug.]

That's cool. Can't you motherfuckers just up and fix it? You can fix up any motherfuckin' shit, right? Like, toasters and shit.

[Toasters, robots, bubbles, all the same thing.]

[aim_exorable]

[The bubble being compared to a toaster...]

I'm not sure, Gamzee... It is a very extensive job and it would take a lot of time. I'm not sure if we have it.

[420]

[Both are things that Gamzee doesn't know how they work!]

Sure, we do. Why wouldn't we?

[aim_exorable]

Well... I'll see what we can do.

[His hopes aren't particularly high.]

[420]

That's the motherfuckin' spirit, man. I'm sure you can do it.

[He pushes up to stand, idly patting Darkleer's shoulder for a moment, before pushing the mostly eaten tin of pie in his hands.]

Hey, what about you get to finishing this, and I go and see if I can motherfuckin' find that bro you was speaking of. I bet if you'd just get your foodsack all filled up with some good pie, and maybe just fuckin' chill here at for a lil' while, you'll see the motherfuckin' miracle light getting its peek on at us motherfuckers all through this fuckin' dark spell what you got your pan in.

[And if you don't wanna eat the pie, you can just hold up the tin and be beset upon by the rabid bird horde. Also good.]