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mallowhallow2013-03-18 04:04 am
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First Smuppet ~ Text / Action for those interested
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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((OOC: I'm cool with action here, but if you want a log, I could do that))
Action it is, then!
[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
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]
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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.
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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]
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Nope. You're very wrong.
Bring it on, then, and stop flapping your trap!
[She feints forward, testing his reflexes, his response, his speed, his reach.]
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In his other hand appears a smuppet which gets pushed into Terezi's face]
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He'll let her have one more freebie before he gets into his rooftop ninja routine]
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[Terezi loves it.]
[She turns a neat flip to get space, readies her blade and sniffs eagerly to find out where he is now, mouth gaping wide, fangs glittering.]
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In a flashstep he's in her space again, this time a puppet punch being the attack]
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(only almost?), but it might have broken the sound barrier with the speed he moved to dodge]no subject
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Of course, at the last moment it turns to be a feint and he's really going for her legs. If it hits he'll give her papercuts]