First Smuppet ~ Text / Action for those interested

[puppetcrumpet]

So, ironically, I am in this land of pillows and magic shit... and bored out of my fuckin mind.
Lookin for anyone who wants to Strife.
Lil Bro, youre not gettin out of it.
This rooftop, one hour.

[the feed briefly cuts to video showing a panoramic view of the Mallow Hallow district. The particular rooftop is bright orange, and already shows signs of Strider-ification]

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video;

[odinsons]

[ sorry. he's intrigued by two things. one: the orange font, that is cool. can he change colors too??????? and two: ]

What is "Strife"?

video;

[puppetcrumpet]

[well, since this guy was using video, Bro will use video as well. So here he is with pointy anime shades and all]

Strife is fightin' usin' whatever weapon is in your strife specibus or whatever is similar where you're from.

I use bladekind.

[odinsons]

[ very cool glasses, bro. thor likes them. but anyway. he's still not positive he gets what the point is. ]

I cannot say I have ever heard of a strife specibus... I assume bladekind to mean is you fight with a sword of some kind? [ ... ] I use a hammer.

[puppetcrumpet]

Yeah, I'm seein' a lot of people from other places that don't use strife specibus.

And, yeah, a sword. An unbreakable ninja sword.

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[scarvedforlife]

How can you be bored in a land of pillow and magic??? ∑(;°Д°)

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[puppetcrumpet]

There's no monsters to fight.

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[scarvedforlife]

Then be the monster!

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[puppetcrumpet]

Im not a monster. That doesnt make sense.

[cinemaventurer]

...Dirk?

[puppetcrumpet]

How do you know my name?

[know one knows the real name of Bro Strider... except, it was Dirk... he just didn't like it]

[cinemaventurer]

What?
Come on now, dont ask such a dickingly daft question!
Of course i would know the name of my best bro chum.

[puppetcrumpet]

I would say youre someone from the future.
But I died, so I dont have a future.
So how do you know me.

[cinemaventurer]

Wait what?
Oh, wow, i cant believe what a complete durrheaded fucker i am.
You must be the alternate dirk from before the scratch.
In that case nice to meet you, im jake english.

[puppetcrumpet]

A new instance of reality?
I go by Bro, Bro Strider.
Dont call me Dirk.

[cinemaventurer]

Thats conveniant, i usually call him "bro" anyways.
Thatll make it much easier to distinguish between you two.

[puppetcrumpet]

So alternate reality me is your bro, huh?
You like puppets?

[cinemaventurer]

Hes my bro in that friendly trust him with my very blinking life sense.
Uhm....theyre okay?

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[allseeingtongue]

1 W1LL COM3 STR1F3 W1TH YOU
1T W1LL B3 FUN!
S33 YOU 1N 4N HOUR, M1ST3R BRO

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[puppetcrumpet]

Im ready to take you down!

[pillowtop roof strife sounds to be fun]

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[allseeingtongue]

W3 SH4LL S33 WHO T4K3S WHOM DOWN!


OOC: We doing this here or elsewhere?

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[puppetcrumpet]

Indeed we will.

((OOC: I'm cool with action here, but if you want a log, I could do that))

Action it is, then!

[allseeingtongue]

[Terezi knows where Bro's hive is. She's explored the Mallowhallow area extensively, and is making progress on other districts. She heads to Bro's pillow-hive at an eager walk, bouncing her stick off the plushy ground. How fun, how fun! A good fight! Bro is likely to be a worthy opponent.]

[Terezi cackles as she reached the front entrance of the hive. Knocking on a place made of pillows is a bit redundant, so Terezi calls out. Not that Bro will know the line from the old wriggler tale, but she's feeling just a little silly today.]

Little wriggler, little wriggler, let me in!

Action For The Win

[puppetcrumpet]

[he waits on the rooftop for someone to arrive. And what do you know, he hears Terezi's voice.

While that particular version of the rhyme is unknown to him, he wonders if Terezi would appreciate the human version]

Not by the hair of my chiny-chin chin~ [he calls out from over the edge of the roof]

But you can use the fire escape. [he is boss of pillow craft]

Re: Action For The Win

[allseeingtongue]

[Terezi looks up, grinning.]

But you have no hair on your chin!

[She sniffs, mouth gaping, then moves easily towards the pillow-fire-escape. She clambers up with ease, and steps up onto the pillow-top roof warily, already drawn tense for a fight, grinning helplessly. She sniffs, taking in the landscape, so to speak. Smooth and flat, with edges that want to blur into the surrounding brightly-coloured land. Well, a fall from this short height won't kill her, and landing in the pillow-soft ground won't even hurt her.]

Unless this is a human version of The Jadeblood Who Develops A Taste for Wriggler's Blood and Pursues a Trio of Rustbloods Through Sequential Dwellings to An Ending of Slaughter and Laudable Trickery Where the Jadeblood is Devoured as Nutrition for the Rustbloods.

[puppetcrumpet]

[he chuckles when he hears the title]

On Earth its called the "Three Little Pigs" and the wolf isn't eaten by he pigs.

[good thing he had that conversation about blood types]

Such long and revealing titles. How about this one. In Which a Blind Tealblood Challenges an Alien Ninja Master to a Fight on Dwelling Made of Plush Cushions Only to Be Beaten Without the Alien Appearing to Move. Does that sound like the proper title?

[he is such an asshole when he's in strife mode... even more so than usual]