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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?]
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Come on into the kitchen, then. I'll make you something to eat.
[He doesn't even try to untangle himself, just shuffles them both awkwardly towards the kitchen.]
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You're my favvourite perthon.
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[It's hard maneuvering in the kitchen with a yellowblood attached to his side, but Sufferer manages. He steers Dualscar around carefully, remembering Mituna's terrible sense of balance, and quickly makes a sandwich.]
Here you go.
[He'll make something more substantial in a moment, but he wants to get Dualscar some food right away.]
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Upon being presented with a sandwich, he stops his pretty pathetic plea for attention in favour of devouring it.]
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[Sufferer runs his hand through Dualtuna's fluffy hair, then steps aside to let him massacre that sandwich. While he's busy with that one, he makes a second and offers it to him.]
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...Thanks, that wwath jutht wwhat I needed.
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[Sufferer puts an arm around Dualscar's shoulders, rubbing his back a little as he struggles with the second sandwich.]
I'll make dinner later, okay? What do you want to eat?
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I think that could be arranged. What kind of fish?
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Any kind! Wwe could go catch them ourthelveth.
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[Sufferer wraps an arm around Dualscar's waist.]
Why don't we go up to the beach and catch some fish? If you have your Zora tunic, you can swim with me and we'll catch them underwater. Eridan gave me permission to try out his gills this week.
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[Sufferer ruffles Dualscar's hair again, being careful not to bump his horns.]
But you, my friend, just ate two big sandwiches, and no swimming right after you eat. Let's go watch some tv, and we'll go catch fish later, okay?