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caust1cpr0se​:

She makes a face to herself, in no particular direction. Well, she half way expected this to go down from there, worse than what actually came actually. Albeit still not the ideal situation. Though, the tone the other had now was a bit better than before, with the death threats not being a thing as much and all.

A deep frown was still there though.

Could she avoid this? Unlikely, this will probably just put them in further circles or one of them might end up dead. - And given her godtier status it would be hard to explain why she might not be the one dead and the other one was - ; that would just cause a bigger mess. The person she was speaking to knew this iteration of the Aristocracy better than she did, and if they went missing after communicating with her…. Yikes.

Dont go there Mordri. You aren’t going to Seadwelling Mafia this shit. You can just meet up with them and keep yourself on your toes. Just go along with it, and dont do anything stupid. Keep going with the “cryptic bullshit” its working just fine. Mordri would tell herself. But she hated meeting up with even close friends for sweeps, let alone some stranger who was just threatening her not that long ago.

She just had to suck it up. And take a gamble. She didnt want to have to move timeline again.

CM: Meeting up with a fell0w seadweller f0r a rendezv0us? H0w 1ntr1gu1ng; D0 y0u des1re a brawl 0f w1ts 0r arms 1f 1 agree t0 such terms?

CM: Where t0? Shall we b0th c0me al0ne, 0r sh0uld 1 expect 0thers secretly h1d1ng 1n the bushes?

This was mostly her being sarcastic to seem as though she was both questioning in him in a mock to seem un phased. Kinda. But they could easily be serious questions given this is Alternia.  Two birds with one stone.

fuck yes--  he’s done it.  they’re actually going for it.  all that cumbersome doubt from earlier is effortlessly replaced with the triumph of success.  this is good--  it feels good.  leaning contentedly back over his keyboard, he eagerly taps out his reply. 

CA:  wwouldnt much be a suitable rendez-vvous otherwwise CA:  anywway im not askin you to come unarmed since you obvviously havve enough of a pan on you to knoww better than to do somethin so utterly stupid  CA:  but unavvoidable brawwls aside im meanin to keep things civvil at least CA:  least enough that my time doesnt go to complete wwaste as it has been since the start a this dreadful convversation

he pauses, fingers stiffly hovering above the keys.  now, where to meet?  there’s no way in hell that he’s leading them here, or anywhere near here--  then, a place pops into mind:  a pretty rancid sort of place that usually reeks of lowblood stench.  there, he's not only acquainted with the barkeeps, but the owner.  somewhat poorly, nonetheless--  most of them can’t seem to stand him for whatever reason, but the lot of them are sworn to secrecy and the place is as discrete as it gets on a planet like this one, so it’ll have to do.

CA:  i knoww a place safe enough to wwork just a wways off the northern docks a pub called anglers anguish CA:  awwful fuckin place bit of a lowwblood hangout too so its pretty fuckin deplorable all around  CA:  but for the lovve of fuck dont evven think a bringin anyone else along this matter is a the utmost fuckin secrecy understand CA:  if you tell ANYONE about this i wwill find them CA:  an wwhen i do i WWILL removve both a your respectivve tongues an shovve em all the wway to the bottom a the others chagrin tunnel CA:  anywway ill come alone you havve my wword 

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immarcescible​:

immarcescible​:

Boat ) (ow else do you eelxpect me to catc) ( t) (e delicious swarms of krill?

) (ere, I made t) (is to furt) (er illustrate my point.

ok wwhat the FUCK am i lookin at here  that has got to be the most ludicrous lookin seabeast i evver did see evven wwithout you bein all tucked inside it all wwearin its flesh like some sort a wwretched carnivval suit 

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caust1cpr0se​:

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caust1cpr0se​:

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it never does leave…….

ok but really theres no better wway to consummate a first encounter

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immarcescible​:

Glub, I reely want some s) (rimp now. 38/

fef please dont swwim wwith your mouth open that is the wworst fuckin idea

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causticknowledge​:

Mordri proceeds to view whats on her screen - simply reading the first three texts at first. She was definitely not doing a good job at winging it, its been decided. Nor was she ever good at full blown manipulation, but running somebody in conversational circles was a strong suit in comparison at least.

She was going to at first crack a horribly timed joke at the first three even if it was going to be at her own expense - she was hanging around Malica too much jokes were NOT appropriate at this time, she needed to stop that line of thought -, but the client added further to what was stated. Assuming the worst of her like before.

Not like she could blame him. But, what excuses could she possibly use? He wouldn’t believe the explanation of coming back from a game session. The whole thing would sound like absolute nonsense. Its absolute nonsense even to her own ears half the time.

A few minutes ticked by, she had to reply with something. With a breath, she finally responds.

[CM]: Yes. Gu1lty 1s charged. 1 am a1d1ng y0u f0r pers0nal ga1n; Albe1t, n0th1ng that w0uld harm y0ur 0perat10ns.- I only desire knowledge, And 1 d0 n0t see any reas0n t0 n0t help a l1ttle wh1le try1ng t0 ga1n that.

[CM]: Hence why s0me 0f my sn00p1ng lead1ng t0 s0me fa1r adv1ce. 1 w0uld say s0, anyway; 1f they f0ll0wed 1t, 1t c0uld be useful.

[CM]: 1 d0 n0t expect an 1nv1tat10n, unless y0u plan 0n g1v1ng them 0ut y0urself. Wh1ch, 1f 1 am be1ng h0nest, 1 s0mewhat d0ubt;1 am far t00 fam1l1ar w1th h0w the ass0c1at10n w0rks. 1 am an 0rphaner, afterall.

[CM]: D0es th1s answer at least, s0meth1ngs? As 1 have sa1d bef0re, anyth1ng such as sab0tage w0uld be 0f n0 use t0 me; 1 have n0 1nterest 1n 1t. And as y0u sa1d bef0re w0uld 1mply, 1 w0uld l0se m0re than ga1n 1f 1 had any 1nkl1ng t0 d0 s0.

[CM]: Mak1ng 1t, p01ntless.

okay.  so they’re not sabotaging his operations, (so they claim).  just like before, though, they’re being vague as all hell, and still, he’s not entirely sure what they’re looking for.

CA:  knowwledge CA:  wwhat kind of knowwledge

at this point, it’s probably a stupid question--  why even bother asking?  they don’t seem to have any intention to reveal anything else, so it’s looking like it’s going to be up to him to connect the dots from here.

CA:  you knoww wwhat nevvermind wwhatevver cryptic bullshit it is you think youre doin here ill consider allowwin it under one condition CA:  im arrangin a rendez-vvous  CA:  in person CA:  showw your face and wwe can go from there

with his fingers still hovering over the keys, eridan lets out a breath, then finally leans back in his chair.  now they’ve done it--  he’s tense, he’s stressed, and he’s convinced this plan isn’t going to fucking work.  whoever they are, they’re obviously stubborn, but he won’t know what he’s dealing with until his men either provide him with their information or he gets himself a proper chance to assess this guy in person.  reading people never used to be his strong suit, but lately it’s come with the territory, at least with all the questionable folk with whom he’s had to come in contact since they started planning this damn thing.  it’s not hard to sniff out unsavory intentions when you ask the right questions, or so he likes to tell himself.  nervously awaiting their reply, he huffs, rests his eyes a moment and listens for the ping. 

[kimquatz]

i’ve been seeing this post getting around recently and I thought I’d sorta redraw it just 4 funsies 8’^)) tall feffer and shortdan is still my fave„

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splintd​:

Karkat didn’t fully know what to do. The two of them used to be decently good friends but its been…sweeps since they’ve last seen each other, never the less spoken to each other. Karkat stands a bit rigid, and at a bit of a distance away from Eridan.

“Thanks, I guess.” His voice was still as blunt and hoarse as always.

okay, this doesn’t have to be weird, does it?  it’s just karkat, same as ever, but the distance he’s placed here isn’t doing much for either of them.  eridan decidedly gets to his feet, drawing just a bit nearer to his old friend, and abruptly gestures to a busy-looking side street just beyond them.

“ yeah, ”  he says quickly. “ so, how’s about we go someplace, go get one ‘a those frothy human beverages or somethin’. ”  whatever they’re called.  whatever they are, they’re pretty awesome.

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damara​:

IS IT NOT CORRECT?

no its not fuckin correct god to wwhat are you alludin callin me that actually dont bother answwerin i suddenly remembered the amount of shit i dont evven givve about this wwho are you supposed to be anywway  howw about a name since i actually havve the upright fuckin decency to ask

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spider8itten​:

@cutwwater​ | Got caught in the web.

ᚐᚚᚌ ⊰ It’s not easy to just show up again after being gone for so long; missing, and probably considered dead.

         And it seemed like fate that Eridan would be one of the first people she sees after coming back; after a pretty upsetting meeting, when she first got here… Vriska heavily considered taking the chance to just totally disappear- become a new person, try to finally change; and yet here she was, letting herself get dragged back into her old group. 

ᚐᚚᚌ⊰♏⊱ᚒ “ … you look like you’ve seen a GHOST, Eridan !!!!!!!! “

                “ Get that look off your face. It m8kes you                   look like a total dork . “ she chuckles.

—- - At the very least- it seemed like being missing for over two years hadn’t really affected Vriska all that much, mentally. She had time to clean up and freshen up, after all.

he really can’t help but gape, not with vriska so haphazardly revealing herself, standing proud as ever right before him after her peculiar, sweep-long disappearance.  but when she taunts his startled expression, he quickly straightens up, finishing his thought instead with a much heavier scowl.

“ yeah wwell excuse me for seemin the least bit awwed noww that wevve all had plenty a time to start wwonderin wwhat ditch you wwent off an unceremoniously dropped dead in wwhere the fuck havve you been anywway ”

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want him back

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lil ooc note im just postin to say im still alive lol my muse isnt goin anywhere but the last couple weeks have been busy irl and its been harder to sit down n focus on writing. but yea im still excited abt my threads n i still love writing this fucker so ill b back lmfao

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damara​:

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HELLO, LITTLE VIOLET FISH.

wwoww uh hey wwould be reel nice if you didnt evver call me that again i mean real nice wwhat im sayin is dont 

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@splintd​​

okay, this is awkward.  well, not yet—but it’s about to be, considering how long it’s been since eridan had last spoken to karkat, let alone actually seen any of him.  one finger taps a hasty rhythm out on his knee where he sits, seeming ill enough at ease to draw more than a single look in his direction from various passersby.  why’d he have to go and pick a public meeting place—how stupid was that?  he curses to himself, glancing up from the questionable pavement stain he’d so far fixed his eyes on, and suddenly, there standing over him is karkat himself. 

“ oh, fuck, ”  he stammers, straightening himself.  “ uh, hey, kar. ”

it’s been far too long—and he knows that, but all that lost time feels that much more tangible when the real thing is staring right back at him.  and now he’s got to say something to accommodate, maybe start to mend that space he knows he’d gone and put between them, if that’s even still possible.  come on...  say something friendly. 

“ you’re lookin’ half decent for once. ”  

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i just started a new job!!  which is why i have not been here lol its been full days at work this week but im starting to get stuff done in the evenings so ill be working on replies here n there at a semi-slowish pace while i get adjusted to the new schedule.  just got a starter to finish and then ill get on the rest of my drafts and probably throw out a public plotting call bc i need some fresh insp >:)

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causticknowledge‌:

Perhaps that was a little TOO forward in her disdain for the situation, re-reading it again with slightly fresher eyes and seeing their replies. Hm, Yeah. Maybe she overdid it a little, though the tone of their first message was a little bit funny almost. Almost. If it weren’t for the fact there was a vague threat of having her limbs chopped off. The way they worded things almost did sound ficitious, even though it was unlikely they were faking too much of it if at all.

Ah, Alternia’s brand of nostalgia based on being threatened like back when you were a kid getting yelled at over flarping matches. She thought to herself.

More confusion, maybe, is what theyd find. Mordri wasn’t even sure if there was an iteration of herself in this timeline aside from herself. So aside from neighbors and her location, its unlikely they could find any information on who she was. Since…. She didn’t quite belong here. She reassured herself on this and sighed, sitting back into her chair,  as she typed. 

Really who knew. She was completely winging it.

She had to keep them at bay, though she couldn’t just come out and say why she was barging into their stuff straight out of the gate like that even by threat.

CM: Yes, 1 supp0se that’s true. 1 guess 1 0we an ap0l0gy t0 y0ur 1ntellegence; but take heed, 1 am far t00 stubborn t0 l1sten t0 rudeness and threats al0ne typ1cally. CM: -1 c0uld always c0nt1nue al0ng, 1 d0 have my d0ubts these “pe0ple” w0uld f1nd anyth1ng 0f 1ntr1gue. CM: But, perhaps, 1 have stabbed the metaph0r1cal bees nest en0ugh; 1 am certa1nly n0t here t0 harm y0u. 1f that 1s the pr1mary j1st 0f y0ur w0es. There w0uld n0t be a p01nt, w0uld there be?

an apology to his intelligence?  that’s a start.  but they owe him a whole lot more than just that.  determinedly, he leans in, grits his teeth, and hovering just beside the screen, eridan hurriedly punches out a reply. 

CA:  ok yeah but theres obvviously somethin off about you  CA:  youre still diggin around in our affairs for your owwn personal gain CA:  dont evven try to convvince me otherwwise

still, the way they’ve presented themselves thus far seems to be alluding that they’re not an enemy.  he sits there a moment, furrows his brows at the monitor, and eventually adds:

CA:  is this your wway a showwin interest in us or somethin  CA:  god is that wwhat this is are you wwaitin for a fuckin invvitation CA:  or are you tryin to slip in an invvolvve yourself in some wway unofficial CA:  because if this aint an obvvious ploy at sabotage youre so far doin an awwful job a seemin evven the least bit trustwworthy 

could that be it--?  he impatiently turns the possibilities over in his head, then gets to his feet, pacing, grumbling to himself and cursing the unknown assailant  ( or possible ally? )  for every elusive explanation they’ve provided.  these circles they’re going in have him at a breaking point;  he won’t take much more of this.  whoever they are, he has to know their purpose now, and when he does, any lingering doubt will be enough to justify silencing them for good. 

CA:  look just tell me wwhat it is you wwant CA:  all threats aside i havve orders to givve and youre wwastin my time so GET ON WWITH IT 

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equiuszahhak‌:

“I have managed to stabilize this one.” He assures, ducking under one of the smaller doorways. “There isn’t much to getting around once you’ve been here as long as I have. It’s - an accurate simulacra of my planet from the medium, what I remember of it.”

“It’s not much further.”  

And with that, perhaps with some idle chat on the way, about ten minutes would pass them, before a large cavern was broached. It was open to the sky, with waterfalls spilling form the mouths of terraced caves almost as far as the eye could see. In the middle, a shallow lack, stones making a precarious path to the large hive that rest in the middle. Lots of plants and overgrowth covered the small island.

“Right this way. Don’t fall in.” He waves for the other to follow, over in no time. 

“ okay, wwhy the fuck would i be stupid enough to fall in--? ”  nonetheless, he attends a bit more carefully to the traitorous-seeming path before him.  as they continue onward, however, each of his steps inevitably starts to show less caution than the last.  “ god, anyway, eq, i been meanin’ to ask:  what is it you’ve got down here, besides your old hive an’ so on--  because these caverns are impressive an’ all, but there have got to be plenty ‘a better places to go exchangin’ simple conversation... ”   

it occurs to him now, while squinting at the falling water, that he’s not yet properly explored a place like this one, never having paid much mind to the depths of equius’ planet, nor ever landed himself here thus far through the means of crossing bubbles.  perhaps there is something he finds other-worldly...  maybe even a bit mystical about the feeling of this place--  which would be entirely worth dwelling on if magic itself were something real instead of it being the fakest fiction that’s ever failed to exist.  

eridan clicks his tongue.  the continuous sound of running water serves to ease his nerves, while the enclosure of the space itself keeps him slightly on edge, and by the time they reach the pathway’s end, he’s hastily contended himself with standing on the extensive surface area of the actual island.  the prince goes on to passively survey his lush surroundings, his arms crossed tightly at his chest.