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vatheon2013-04-19 11:21 am
thalassino) wrote in vatheon2013-04-19 11:21 am
All bubbles pop eventually
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.))
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.))
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[Scratching the side of her nose, she tries to think of it.]
So what's the deal with hate? What, punch someone, then makeout?
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He rubs the back of his neck.]
Shit, I guess. It isn't really all like my motherfuckin' scene, you get? Karkat does all say like it is supposed to make you fuckin' stronger cause you done got yourself to having a motherfucker what you all got to wanna be stronger up to against, like this one fuckin' nina what you all up wanna prove yourself up to, but I don't really know.
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So what's the difference in the love thing?
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[His eyebrows may have gone into waggling spasms when he mentioned physical. God, he is a charmer.
He reaches down to draw a little heart in one of the squares.]
See, this is the dude what you got to wanting and get your mack on with. I guess that is sorta how you bros do it, having a bro what you wanna be with and kiss and stuff, just someone what makes your pump all warm and tingling, and like you ain't ever wanna see 'em sad.
[He smiles. He knows that feeling sure enough.]
And here you got-- [He doodles a little diamond in the other square] Here you got your diamonds, your moirail, that best motherfucker what you got what is all there for keepin' you cool. If there is one dude what is supposed to got your spine, it's that dude. But it ain't just that, you know? A moirail is also supposed to be the motherfucker what keeps you in line, keeps you from being a motherfuckin' menace all upon bros what don't rightly deserve that harshitude. A moirail fuckin' protects you, protects more of you than just your fuckin' husk, but shit, they also make sure there ain't nobody what gotta be protected from you, you get?
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[He is totally a charmer by Marceline's standards, and her standards definitely include eyebrow waggling right back.]
[But then she listens a bit, toying with her hair as he goes on all about diamonds and stuff. Without even really trying, her mind strays. Her thoughts wander on over to the memories of a certain little goody two shoes hero- helping fix things with her father, trying to get his friends not to wreck each other up, making music with her... Kicking Ash in the head.]
[Her expression softens for a moment before she promptly fixes it up and grins again.]
I think I might get the idea, yeah. So you keep your guy from flipping out a lot?
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[Alas, Marceline was not there for the Carnival Massacre of '11.]
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I got some real harshnasties brewing themselves up the fuck in here. [He taps his temple for a moment.] Some real dark motherfuckin' shit what puts the fright even in a brother's own pump. But with Karkat, I ain't gotta worry about that, you know? Long as I got my bro with his fuckin' miracles way all of shooshing a brother's shit the fuck down, I know I can be my best motherfuckin' self.
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Well, we all need some poor sap to distract us from wrecking stuff, so good on you, I guess. [She leans close so that her fist is still in the shade of her hat as she gives him a friendly shoulder punch.]
Alright, so we have your best bro, the person you mack on, the person you punch then mack on... You said there were four, right?
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[He looks at his very professional quadrant map, before adding the clubs.
It kinda sorta looks more like a four-leaved clover at first before he correct that.]
Aight, sometimes you all get to being in the motherfuckin' situation of there being some real manner of mismatch between what feelings motherfuckers got in their pumps for each other, you feel me? Like when one motherfucker already got themselves a bro what they be sharing all those black miracles with, but some other motherfucker does all get to the scene and lays down a real harsh beat at the first motherfucker. Puts a motherfucker in some place all for questioning where his loyalties lie. Or maybe like when one motherfucker gets to finding himself with a pump all full of harshness what he tries to lay on some motherfucker but man, that dude only wants to be bros, you know?
[He may be talking from experience there.]
Then a third motherfucker can fuckin' step in and sort all that shit out for everybody. Makes it so everything goes chill again, you understand?
[Well... he hopes she does, cause wow, ashen stuff sure is the hardest quadrant to explain. Or maybe black. Everything that is not redrom, really.]
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[So... does that mean... Finn did that sort of thing with her and PB? Finding it hard to figure out how that can be romantic but hey, weird troll dudes. She guesses she can flow with it.]
Not really, but hey, I guess it's as good as I'm gonna get, amirite?
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He gives a little shrug.]
Ain't no motherfuckin' shame at that, man. Shit, if I can all like be straight with a sister, sometimes it feels like I don't even all get this fuckin' shit either. But as long as a motherfucker goes with what does feel right to his heart, I'm sure it'll all be okay. Some miracles just gotta be experienced, not known, you know?
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[Shrug!]
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Just all gotta roll with what life tosses at you, right?
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[Such a dopey smile.]
Life is motherfuckin' beautiful.