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🌺 Ananya & Citrin

He’s a fighter. He keeps her going when she doesn’t feel like she can go anymore. Citrin is loyal, he’s dependable, and arguably her oldest friend. She likes his hair and his eyes and his teeth and his awesome dance style…it’s unlike any other.

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📱 Finn for Colt and Ryan, Ananya for Citrin

COLT

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i think i’m ready to take my stash back

can i have my pot

things are getting pretty serious with little aren’t they

i’m so sorry i’m the worst

come back i need you

[Sent]

did i leave my socks in your room why was i barefoot in the first place

RYAN

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i know it’s late but you’re probably up and i can’t stop thinking about you

i think i might love you

i keep typing stupid things and not sending them i’m not even going to send this one

you don’t give yourself any credit when you deserve it all

can we talk about the pills

[Sent]

so its been a while and i was thinking maybe we could hang out

CITRIN

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do you ever wonder…? about us…?

sometimes i think…! nobody wants me around…! except i think that all the time…!

I…! REALLY…! WANT…! TO PUNCH…! YOUR BROTHER…! IN THE NOSE…! AGAIN…!

i feel a certain…! way about you…! and i think…! i’ve always been pretty pale for you…!

am i being stupid…?

[Sent]

so…! today…! i found these awesome…! routines…! let me show you…!

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-- choriocytosicInquisitor [CI] began trolling biotechnicZeal [BZ] -- BZ: HEY!! BZ: no!! BZ: i waz gonna pezter YOU!! BZ: rude af. CI: WHAT??? How !s that poss!ble? BZ: >80 BZ: we're juzt that in zynch i guezz. >;) CI: WELL COD DANG, BRO! We just can't compete w!th MENTAL SYCHNRON!ZAT!ON!!! CI: By the way, how !s our grub grow!ng? CI: Am ! go!ng to have to !nqu!re to your dads about a human wedd!ng ceremony any t!me soon? CI: ! SHORE HOPE SO. !T'S BEEN A ?EW DAYS. BZ: eheheheh. BZ: well, it'z coming along i guezz. i mean, it'z growing, but i can't really be zure if it'z like... doing it'z thing yet. CI: The only reason ! ask !s because ! can't be there and document !ts progress mysel?. CI: ?OR SECRET REASONS. OBV!OUSLY. BZ: >80 BZ: you'd keep a zecret from ME?? BZ: bro... BZ: i'm fuckin' wounded. CI: C!tr!n, my sweet potato ?lavored dor!to... CI: !'m sorry. :( CI: ! HAVE SO!LED TH!S GARDEN O? ?R!ENDSH!P THAT ?LOUR!SHES BETWEEN US. BZ: zoiled it!! zoiled it!! BZ: jk, idgaf. CI: YOU'RE TW!ST!NG MY ARM HERE W!TH GU!LT. BZ: lol. CI: But the truth !s... !'m grounded. BZ: holy ZHIT. BZ: ruleuz... CI: RESTR!CTED TO BLOCK CON?!NEMENT. ?OR A WEEK. CI: !t's true. BZ: how could you let thiz happen? CI: !'m a mess. CI: A HOOL!GAN. CI: !'M OUT O? CONTROL. BZ: MY BEZT FRIEND IZ A HARDENED CRIMINAL!! CI: V!s!t me o?ten, won't you? ! shall be ?ree !n two days t!me. BZ: eheheh. every opportunity i've GOT. BZ: of courze rn i'm buzy tending to our YOUNG. BZ: i can't believe you left me to raize him alone. CI: ! adm!t, !'ve made some bad dec!s!ons !n my l!?e. CI: BUT NEVER H!M. OR YOU, C!TR!N. CI: MY PR!DE AND JOY. BZ: bro... >8'0 CI: By the way, what are your capab!l!t!es to care ?or some stray cr!ckets. CI: ! SAVED THEM ?ROM CERTA!N DEATH. BZ: zay WHAT? BZ: i can totally houze zome cricket refugeez, man. BZ: they are welcome at chateau citrin. CI: They're common house cr!ckets. NEVER HURT A SOUL AND ALL THEY WANT TO DO !S S!NG. CI: ! w!ll attempt to save more and keep you posted. BZ: zo, who'z holding the hoztage anyway?? hmm. BZ: iz it zileaz?? BZ: lol i forgot hiz name for a zecond. zhit. BZ: i need a cute nick name for him. CI: You don't need a cute anyth!ng ?or h!m. CI: WH!CH !S. MY OP!N!ON. BZ: lolol. BZ: hmm... BZ: no, wait. no. BZ: NVM. BZ: retract that hmm. CI: Why retract !t?? BZ: becauze it waz gonna zegue into ztuff i forgot i zaid i wazn't gonna azk about. >80 CI: And who d!d you prom!se such a th!ng to??? CI: YOU MAY AS WELL BE STRA!GHT?ORWARD, C!T. BZ: ZIGH!! BZ: i did kinda dig myzelf into a big ol' hole here. BZ: it waz zileaz. BZ: (zilly azz? no.) BZ: (that'z ztupid.) CI: WOW. ! D!DN'T EVEN KNOW YOU WERE TALK!NG TO ONE ANOTHER. HOW LOVELY. CI: AND SOC!ABLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! O? BOTH O? YOU. BZ: I TALK TO PEOPLE, RULEUZ!! WHAT CAN I ZAY?? BZ: I'M A ZOCIAL MAN!! CI: !'M NOT JUDG!NG YOU. !'M CONGRATULAT!NG YOU! CI: !'M A SOC!AL MAN AS WELL!!! BZ: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pxFOVCzse3M BZ: that'z you. BZ: and i'm the dizembodied voice zaying HOORAY FOR YOU!! CI: THAT'S TOTALLY ME! BZ: >8D CI: !'M SO GLAD TO AGREE W!TH YOU! CI: GLUB GLUB GLUB GLUB GLUB GLUB GLUB GLUB. BZ: eheheheh. BZ: okay, zo. being ztraight up here... BZ: what iz the DEAL with zileaz?? CI: What deal? There's no deal??? WHY DOES THERE HAVE TO BE A DEAL? BZ: lbr, ruleuz. BZ: u r my moon and my ztarz. BZ: but there iz alwayz a deal with you. CI: So !t's not enough ?or h!m to RES!ST MY EVERY O??ER O? ?R!ENDLY ADV!CE AND COMPANY but he also he's also sabotag!ng the !ntegr!ty o? my !ntents!!! BZ: (ye, there it iz.) BZ: zay what tho? CI: !'m... not sure how much o? th!s ! should d!sclose. CI: BUT JUST KNOW THAT !T ALL STARTED BECAUSE ALL ! WANTED TO DO WAS HELP TWO GOOD BROS. CI: WORK OUT A POTENT!AL QUADRANT. AND GOT CAUGHT !N THE CROSS?!RES O? EMOT!ONAL !NCOMPETANCE. CI: AND ! RE?USED TO STAND !DLY BY WH!LE **SOME** TROLLS DEC!DED TO BRUSH O?? RESPONS!B!L!TY ?OR THE!R ACT!ONS AND THE!R WORDS. BZ: holy zhit. BZ: I FEEL LIKE I'VE MIZZED ZO MUCH!! BZ: >80 CI: And so a relentless ?orce met an !mmovable object. BZ: i can zee that. BZ: i'm zorry, dude. CI: Why are you sorry?? CI: !'m not saddened. CI: !'M GLUBB!NG !N?UR!ATED. BZ: I'M ZORRY YOU'RE ANGRY!! CI: Oh. CI: Well. BZ: lol. CI: Whatever!!! BZ: >8P CI: ?org!ve me. ! d!dn't mean to ra!se my vo!ce. CI: !'m just. CI: SO. CI: PEEVED. BZ: eheheh, you alwayz raize your voice!! no zkin off my noze. BZ: he iz kind of a butthead, izn't he? CI: But ! l!ke your nose. :( CI: And yes. He !s the d!ct!onary de?!n!t!on o? a butthead. CI: Not that he could READ !T. CI: And know!ng h!m, he would ?!nd !t as an excuse to make everyone ?eel terr!ble ?or be!ng w!tness o? h!s pl!ght. BZ: lol... that zoundz zo familiar to me. CI: WELL ! DON'T. AND ! SURE AS HECK DON'T ?EEL SORRY ?OR H!M. L!KE HE WANTS ME TO. BZ: hmm. BZ: you don't?? CI: NOT AT ALL. BZ: not... BZ: AT ALL?? CI: A d!sab!l!ty shouldn't excuse terr!ble behav!ors!!! CI: THAT'S ALL !'M SAY!NG. BZ: eheheh, yeah. BZ: makez zenze to me. CI: Thank you. CI: Now allow me to k!ck the knowledge !nto h!s stubborn skull nub. BZ: you do what you gotta do, my man. >8) CI: Rrrrrrrr. BZ: aww. BZ: MAN, why do you gotta be grounded?? CI: Well. !n all con?ess!on, APPARENTLY when you tackle a bl!nd troll !n the ca?eter!a ?or the purpose o? a ru?? and tumble tussle, your mother ends ups d!sagree!ng w!th !t and conducts a m!n!ature counc!l to dec!de what to do w!th you a?terwards. CI: And !t ends up be!ng BLOCK CON?!NEMENT ?OR A WEEK. BZ: bruh. BZ: that'z intenze. CI: ! am the most hardcore. ! thought th!s was establ!shed, C!tr!n? BZ: lol, well i waz referring more to your mother'z hamfizted approach to punizhing you but yez. BZ: you are pretty damn hardcore and i'm zo proud of you. CI: !T WAS MY OWN ?AULT REALLY. CI: ! was, uh. CI: Adament about vo!c!ng my op!n!on over her judgement. CI: BUT THAT'S NE!THER HERE NOR THERE. BZ: that zoundz about right. >8P BZ: man, i can't even remember the lazt time i waz grounded. BZ: i don't think i've ever really been grounded?? CI: Challenge all author!ty, C!tr!n. CI: Or else. CI: YOU'RE NOT REELY L!V!NG. BZ: lololol fuck the police. CI: Un?ortunately, !t ends w!th me m!ss!ng my best bro TERR!BLY. BZ: right? CI: BUT !T'S THE YOLK ! MUST BEAR. :( BZ: i could be HUGGING YOU rn. CI: Dr!ve the rusted na!l home, would you? CI: Glub... ! w!sh th!ngs were as s!mple w!th others as they are w!th us. CI: ! may or may not have crossed Durgah as well??? SHE'S ACT!NG AGGRESS!VE AND ODD. CI: ! haven't the clue what to make o? !t. BZ: huh, really? that'z weird. BZ: zo much DRAMA. CI: EV!DENTLY. CI: You don't th!nk... CI: Well, no. That's !mposs!ble. BZ: what? CI: She... CI: WELL SHE SUSPECTS THAT THERE ARE P!TCH !NCL!NAT!ONS BREW!NG BETWEEN MYSEL? AND S!LEAS. CI: And ! wasn't shore how to answer that quest!on??? BZ: ... BZ: i zeeeeee. CI: What??? BZ: nothiiiiing. BZ: zo, BZ: like. BZ: iz that maybe true?? CI: !'M. CI: NOT SURE. CI: Maybe !t !s. Maybe !t's just an !n?atuat!on??? CI: !T WOULDN'T BE THE ?!RST T!ME !T'S HAPPENED. YOU KNOW TH!S, C!TR!N. BZ: eheheh, i know. BZ: but i ztill wanna know about it!! BZ: that zhit can be confuzing. BZ: alzo it'z juzt zorta fun to hear about. >8P CI: You !nsat!able goss!p. BZ: datz me. CI: Well... what's there to talk about spec!?!cally? What do you want to know? BZ: liiike... what zparked thiz? how you're feelin' about it rn? if you maybe wanna purzue it?? CI: Well... ?!RST. YOU MUST AGREE TO KEEP EVERYTH!NG ! TELL YOU !N CON?!DENCE. BZ: lol, like you even gotta remind me!! BZ: who would i tell, anyway? you're the one i TELL EVERYTHING TO. CI: Yes. ! know you w!ll, C!tr!n. Th!s !s why you hold a spec!al t!er !n my bloodpusher. BZ: >;) CI: ! JUST NEED THE REASSURANCE, MY DEAR. THANK YOU. BZ: np, honey. CI: Glub. Okay. CI: OKAY. CI: !t all started when Gallen came to me w!th concerns over a con?us!ng exchange he had w!th S!leas. So ! thought... WELL. ?!NE! CI: Maybe ! can talk to the guy about !t? CI: One th!ng led to another and ! ?!gured out all he was do!ng was MOP!NG. AND AVO!D!NG !SSUES. CI: HE SHOULD BE ADDRESS!NG BUT LEAV!NG GALLEN TO HANG AND WORRY UNNECESSAR!LY. CI: So naturally, ! called h!m out on th!s !d!ocy wh!ch he... d!dn't respond too k!ndly to. CI: There was a scream!ng match !nvolved and everyth!ng. CI: But even as he crawled away, ! was determ!ned. He wouldn't ESCAPE. BZ: omg ruleuz. BZ: you're zo dramatic, eheheheh. BZ: IT NEVER ZTOPZ BEING AMAZING. BZ: anyway, go on. CI: PLEASE. CI: Anyway, !t's not l!ke K!ND WORDS AND PAT!ENCE was go!ng to work. CI: ! TR!ED THAT AT THE BEG!NN!NG, C!TR!N. ! SWEAR. CI: ! TR!ED TO BE N!CE. BZ: yez, ruleuz. i'll give you the benefit of the doubt lol. CI: ANYHOW. ! TALK H!M !nto con?ront!ng the !ssue wh!ch ends w!th S!leas th!nk!ng !'m aga!nst h!m o? course. WH!CH !'M NOT. CI: AND WHAT BETTER WAY TO CONV!NCE H!M O? THE ?ACT. THAN TO ENGAGE !N MORE CONVERSAT!ONS? !'M H!S ?R!END A?TER ALL!!! CI: And ! guess that's just what !'ve ended up do!ng. Eventually the !dea ?or the eyegrub came up and... Now we're hang!ng out qu!te a b!t! CI: WHETHER HE WANTS TO OR NOT. CI: ! suppose ! ?eel l!ke ! shouldn't g!ve h!m the opt!on o? choos!ng whether he wants to be ?r!ends. CI: BECAUSE THE ALTERNAT!VE. !S JUST UNACCEPTABLE. CI: TO ME. CI: Oh god. CI: ! showed h!m my ?!ns. ! stole h!s cr!ckets. ! tackled h!m !n the ca?eter!a ?or overstepp!ng my boundar!es !n !nsult!ng h!m AND ! WAS WORR!ED. HE M!GHT ACTUALLY BEL!EVE THE TERR!BLE TH!NGS ! TOLD H!M. CI: BUT WE MANAGED TO ?!ND CONSOLAT!ON AND REACH AN UNDERSTAND!NG. AND NOW WE JUST. CI: ! DON'T KNOW, C!TR!N. BZ: man. BZ: that iz one crazy mf whirl wind, man. CI: What am ! to do??? CI: !s !t real?? Do ! want !t to be??? BZ: idk, rulez. i mean, nothin' zayz you need to know right now. but... BZ: maybe you zhould talk to him about it. CI: Maybe. CI: WHAT !? !T ENDS UP BE!NG SOMETH!NG TO THE E??ECT O? ?LORENCE N!GHT!NGALE??? CI: ! ?eel as !? ! would d!e !? that turned out to be true. BZ: lmao. BZ: i wouldn't worry about THAT. CI: How do you know??? BZ: idk, that'z juzt... not you!! BZ: you're dramatic but you're not fickle. BZ: the ztuff you feel iz real and intenze and you're pazzionate and if you like him. er, dizlike him?? then i doubt it'z for any reazon bezidez the fact that you juzt DO. CI: Bro... CI: BRO. CI: THAT'S ENT!RELY UNCALLED ?OR!!! BZ: >80 CI: YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED TO !NVOKE EMOT!ONS AND SENT!MENTS ON THE DROP O? A D!ME. BZ: WELL, TOO BAD. ZUCK IT UP!! CI: MAKE ME! BZ: i can't. >80 BZ: becauze you're GROUNDED!! CI: ! won't be soon. CI: You can make me THEN. BZ: okay. it'z a date. >8) CI: A SUCK!NG DATE ! GUESS??? Glubb!ng !ncred!ble. BZ: LMAO. CI: >:) CI: You should be honored!!! CI: !'m exactly the k!nd o? troll you should take home to meet Dad One and Two. BZ: yez, i know. THAT'Z WHY I DO!! BZ: they love you. >8) CI: ! LOVE THEM TOO. BZ: aww. i'll let them know, lol. CI: Yes but don't ?orget to speak o? my !ntens!ty and pass!on, C!tr!n. L!ke you sa!d be?ore. ;) BZ: oh geez. BZ: OKAY NOW YOU'RE EMBARRAZZING *ME.* CI: MWAHAHAHAHA. How though??? CI: !'m just quot!ng you! BZ: I'M NOT GONNA TELL THEM YOU'RE INTENZE AND PAZZIONATE!! they'll never let me live it down. CI: You attempt to act so cool and nonchalant a lot o? the t!me, C!tr!n, but ! KNOW BETTER. CI: You have much a taste ?or the ?!NER TH!NGS !N L!?E. CI: W!thout real!z!ng !t. BZ: pff, oh yeah? i guezz zo. BZ: I MEAN, YOU'RE A FINE THING. CI: Oh my darl!ng peach ?uzz. Allow me to preen my ?!ns wh!le !'m at !t. BZ: eheheheh. BZ: anyway, i need to hit the hay. but mezzage me if you have anything you need to talk about, alright?? >80 CI: WELL. CI: ?!NE. CI: Hold my smooch good n!ght ?OR LATER. CI: Hehehehe! CI: GOOD N!GHT C!TR!N! BZ: nini rulez. try not to get into any more trouble. >8P -- biotechnicZeal [BZ] gave up trolling choriocytosicInquisitor [CI] --

#with citrin #pesterlogs #in which hello citrin I'M IN TROUBLE

GALLEN: *There is a knock, well it sounds more like a kicking. So. Its kicking* RULEUS: *Drops all that he's doing to run and answer that door. Does somebody look frumpy like he hasn't slept in two days? MAYBE. He's just happy to see his good bro.* Gallen! :D CITRIN: *IS BEHIND GALLEN* >80 RULEUS: AND C!TR!N. GALLEN: *His vest is off, holding it on both ends with the side section between his teeth. It's louded down with sodas and he looks so happy* GALLEN: hhy brn :D *to both of them* CITRIN: *HE ONLY HAS ONE LOUSY SODA* RULEUS: Wow!!! You've truely outdone yoursel?, Gallen!!! How spectacular! *laughs and tries helping him with it?? Turns to Citrin with a big grin on his face.* Check !t out!!! CITRIN: *he's sure outdone ME* that iz zo much zoda. we're all gonna have to take one hell of a pizz after thiz. RULEUS: You can take some home w!th you a?terwards. *snickers and welcomes both of them into his block* THE SODA, NOT THE PEE. GALLEN: *laughs because its true and waddles on in the block to carefully place down his vestful of sodas* GALLEN: mmman that mach-chine blessed my ass GALLEN: you had some ggoood vibes comin your way brother ru RULEUS: *Wow, his block is sure a bigger mess than usual. Ruleus has been SPRAWLING with papers, drawings, and plans.* You don't say??? RULEUS: ! say that !'m just W!ZENED W!TH GOOD ?ORTUNE JUST ABOUT NOW. *glomps gallen in an awesome hug* Glub!!! CITRIN: *floats into the room* GALLEN: *he takes note of the mess but he said he was busy, this looks like a lotta work but WHOOP hug* ahhahahahaha hell yeah *hugs back, cheek squish* honk honk honk RULEUS: Hehehehehe! *SQUISHED CHEEK* CITRIN: *um I am made uncomfortable when thing are not about me* GALLEN: *THERES ALWAYS ROOM IN THE HUG SPHERE, extends arm C: at Citrin* g-get yo girrthful ass up in this shit my bbbro CITRIN: *GIRTHFUL* CITRIN: *okay here he comes* CITRIN: prepare yourzelf FOR ALLA DIZ. RULEUS: *Opens his arms up for a snug.* Yes!!! RULEUS: *look at all this bro love. Ruleus squishes himself to them, so happy.* GALLEN: ahhahahaa hell yea *What can I say, today was a good day, ice cube rapping in the corners of his mind. This is great* RULEUS: ?eel ?ree to take a seat! Er... *Even his bed is messed up. Like the covers are bunched up and off the mattress. What the heck even.* RULEUS: *scrambles off to fix his bed at least.* GALLEN: *watches him fix his bed and looks around the room at all the MESS while arranging the sodas by color* you bbbeen busy as shit man CITRIN: *casually floats over to ruleus' bed and kinda hovers over it, posing in the air* RULEUS: Yes, !'ve become rather swamped as o? recently. *aggressively fixing bed.* RULEUS: ... RULEUS: *throws pillow at Citrin* GALLEN: *smiles at citrin, then snickers when the pillow is thrown* CITRIN: OOF! RULEUS: Hehehe! *climbs off when he deems his bed decent* ?eel ?ree to take a seat! The rest of my ?urn!ture !s um. Rather occup!ed. *glances at the incredible MESS of doohickeys and gizmos and charts strewn everywhere.* GALLEN: you ddoin shit with them illnesses again? *still organizing and stacking these cans right on the floor* CITRIN: *plops down on the bed, still posing. pomf.* RULEUS: NO ACTUALLY. Th!s !s ?or someth!ng much more... !mmed!ate. *wrings his hands with jittery energy.* CITRIN: oh? >80 GALLEN: :? *inquisitive honks as he stacks and looks at the wringin* you aint st-stressin yeah? RULEUS: No, no, o? course not. *waves his question off rather dismissively.* RULEUS: !t's what ! need your help w!th C!tr!n! *digs up one of his schematics and shows it off. It APPEARS to be goggles, although there's a lot more technical stuff going on with the design of it.* GALLEN: *wonders if that was that thing he told him about that people do. Hmms to himself. stack stack* RULEUS: ! have been organ!z!ng resources ?or DAYS. And !t's ent!rely poss!ble!!! Don't you see??? *fins flicking* CITRIN: *shifts his position so he's now on his tummy with chin hands* RULEUS: *showers him in more rolled up schematics* CITRIN: make it RAIN. *looks at one* GALLEN: *watching curiously, stack stack* CITRIN: what'z thiz? >8? CITRIN: *he wants to say WHAT ARE THOOOOSE but this is serious* RULEUS: !!! *looks like he's about to burst and does a little dance in place* RULEUS: W!TH TH!S !NVENT!ON, !'M GO!NG TO KELP S!LEAS SEE. ?OR THE ?!RST T!ME! GALLEN: :00000 whooooooaaaaaaaaaaaa GALLEN: yoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo GALLEN: *he is surprised* RULEUS: Hahahahaha! Gallen, please! CITRIN: *blinks a few times* damn, that'z... a big deal. GALLEN: th-thats cool as hell ru! thats what he wasss all GALLEN: inquirin about? :O RULEUS: !T'S ASTON!SH!NG, ! KNOW!!!! But the more ! looked !nto, the more ! real!zed !t's ent!rely poss!ble! GALLEN: *science is amazing, ruleus is amazing, this is so neat. Oh man gallen's gonna show him so many things* RULEUS: So p!cture !? you would, a grub powered camera that holds the capac!ty to commune !mages !nto a troll's m!nd. That's l!terally what my plan !s!!! CITRIN: that'z.... damn. *THIS MAKES HIM ODDLY EMOTIONAL??* RULEUS: !t can work!!!! GALLEN: it could! *he's all excited now, oh man this is gonna be awesome. He's gonna get shit from everyone and shove it in Sileas' face. Look at it all. He looks at citrin like YOOO and is bouncing a lil* CITRIN: *SNIFFLEZ* i'd love to help you with thiz, bro. >8'0 RULEUS: OH C!TR!N. Don't cry! *kneels by bed and squeezes his hands* ! know what th!s w!ll mean ?or you too. RULEUS: ! really doubt ! have to say !t! GALLEN: *WAIT, why is there crying but there are good vibes? Yes. Good vibes.* :) CITRIN: *grins at ruleus and squeezes his hands right back* thiz iz zuper amazing tho. you are actually dabez. >8') CITRIN: we're gonna make ourzelvez a zuper grub for thiz. NONZUGGEZTIVELY. CITRIN: eheheh. RULEUS: HAH. As opposed to REGULAR SUGGEST!VELY??? *shoves at his face* GALLEN: but you sssuggested it :o CITRIN: eheheh. >;) *is shove* RULEUS: He means l!ke !n a totally !nappropr!ate reproduct!ve manner, Gallen. *scoots over to clown and his pile of sodas* RULEUS: NOT THE PRO?ESS!ONAL ONE ! AM PROPOS!NG. CITRIN: HE WANTZ MY BABIEZ, THO. GALLEN: oh! *they're all stacked and organized* ahhahahaha theyd be some c-cute lil motherfuckers GALLEN: i see all kindsa bros and siss wantin your he-heirs GALLEN: suggesstively :) *he gets it* RULEUS: NOT H!S BAB!ES. H!S GRUB MAK!NG SK!- Okay. Never m!nd. Just ?orget !t. RULEUS: *cracks open soda and chugs it down* >:I CITRIN: *WAGGLES BROWS INTO INFINITY* RULEUS: CAN !T. *actually finishes his soda and CRUSHES it in one hand.* CITRIN: oh my, eheheheh. CITRIN: ZO ZTRONK. GALLEN: *points at the can* you... its right th-there GALLEN: it was canned bro RULEUS: ! want h!s mouth to be canned though. *sets squished can aside* RULEUS: And how have you been, Gallen. *turns to clown now, IGNORING the chitter bug* GALLEN: thatd take s-some skill *looks at citrin thoughtfully* like that mmmotherfuckers wordhole though :) GALLEN: mm? *looks up and finally puts his vest back on* i been good, shits been mellowed and ironed all the fuck out GALLEN: waarrrm and toasty RULEUS: Warm and toasty !s encourag!ng. *nods and helps himself to another drink* You mustn't sweat the small stu??! GALLEN: hell nah pores be best dry GALLEN: and evvven when they do so dampen GALLEN: they will always return to their state of nonmmmoistness RULEUS: At the same t!me, sweat !s the body's means ?or COOL!NG O??. RULEUS: Just ask C!tr!n here! He's always SMOK!N'. HAH! *finger pistols at him* >;D RULEUS: But also just regularly sweaty and gross. GALLEN: ahhahahahaha trut- oh CITRIN: wow, i'm very clean, thankz. GALLEN: still pa-part of that process of bein hhheated though yeah :) RULEUS: He !s what we descr!be as warm and toasty, yes. GALLEN: cit you cozy bbbro RULEUS: You ought to cuddle h!m and sea. *casual sip* CITRIN: *rolls onto his back again and throws arms out like come at me bro* GALLEN: :D !! RULEUS: *Omg. Prepares himself for an onslaught of adorable.* 8) RULEUS: *but just sticks to drinking his sode* GALLEN: *gets up and immediately goes to flop on citrin, CLOWN FLOP* CITRIN: *GETS HIM IN THE BEAR HUG* RULEUS: *NOT THE BEAR HUG! THAT'S DEADLY!* GALLEN: *muffled honk honking* ahhahahahaha hellllllll yeah RULEUS: *GOSH.* CITRIN: >B) CITRIN: like what you zee, rulez?? RULEUS: *rolls his eyes* Yes, o? course ! do. RULEUS: What's !t to ya??? GALLEN: he oughhttaa this shit be b-bitchin as tits bro *hes so comfy* RULEUS: ! happen to know ?!rsthand just how BEACH!N !T !S. RULEUS: H!s hugs, ! mean. Not... RULEUS: *CHUGS* CITRIN: >;) RULEUS: GLUUUUUUB. *crushes another can and rolls off* RULEUS: *he's got schematics to pick up off the floor* RULEUS: *and bed. You're crushing them with your GIRTHFUL SELF, CITRIN.* GALLEN: *nooooo he didn't join the cuddle sphere but he watches ruleus* RULEUS: *boops him on the nose* >:P GALLEN: *snickers* aahhh shit, my snout got got RULEUS: Glub! RULEUS: *gets these all nice and neat on one of his desks... relatively speaking. They're in a pile anyway.* RULEUS: *now cautiously approaches cuddle pile. He's backin UP and falls backwards in the space NOT occupied by bros.* HUPP. *and lies there* CITRIN: um. CITRIN: >8/ GALLEN: *guess who else is in a pile? yE- awww. Pokes him right back though its more under the arm* brooooo RULEUS: *wiggles his arm* Whaaaat? GALLEN: *prod prod prod* br-bbbrrrrooooooo RULEUS: !? you have any quest!ons or concherns, please leave a memo w!th my lab ass!stant. RULEUS: You're ly!ng on h!m, by the way. GALLEN: *looks at citrin* :O GALLEN: *pokes his arm instead* bro CITRIN: mmyezz? >8) GALLEN: why aint rrru all up on the heap of mmmotherfuckin lads most cozy? RULEUS: *snorts and caaasually cuddles all up next to Citrin. You were sayin?* CITRIN: omg. CITRIN: WELL. CITRIN: i waz gonna zay it'z cuz he wantz uz to dive bomb him but. CITRIN: *loops other arm around ruleus* RULEUS: *snickers and ends up resting his head against him. The MAHSCLE.* Guh... ! d!dn't want to lay down!!! *complains with his eyes closed* GALLEN: oh *hums* CITRIN: *yes this is amazing HE LOVES CUDDLES* RULEUS: C!tr!n. *tugging on his shirt* We must get to work on that grub as soon as poss!ble. RULEUS: THE CAMERA GRUB. Be?ore you say anyth!ng. CITRIN: >;) RULEUS: *SHHHHHSHSHSHSHS. Shoves at his face again.* >:( CITRIN: oof my face. GALLEN: *snorts because he gets it and likes their sHENANS* RULEUS: ! may or may not have g!ven mysel? a two week t!me slot and every m!nute COUNTS. CITRIN: eheheh-- uhh. RULEUS: *ruffles Gallen's hair while he's at it.* CITRIN: dude. RULEUS: Dude? GALLEN: *is ruffled and smiles and reminds* you stillll gotta get your mirthful rest on brotherfucker CITRIN: why ya gotta RUZH DIZ. RULEUS: !t's not a RUSH. !t's a POWER!NG. Excuse me? RULEUS: The t!me slot !sn't STR!CT by any means, but !t helps me stay on task! CITRIN: well, i guezz that'z fair. >8( GALLEN: *bluh schedules, but he's doing what feels right* RULEUS: *shoosh, it's okay, Gallen. They don't apply to you. Pets him* RULEUS: Yes, ! am correct. *smug* GALLEN: *purrs cause content* RULEUS: *NOT FAIR* RULEUS: *more hair scritches* CITRIN: d'aww. CITRIN: *squishes his cheek on ruleus' head* RULEUS: *huffs.* !'m not go!ng to rest. GALLEN: naps with peeps be mmmost mirthful though RULEUS: !'m sorry, Gallen but you're go!ng to have to ?!ght me and PROVE !t. CITRIN: HEY. no fighting. CITRIN: cuz i don't wanna releaze you two. CITRIN: *SQUEEZES* GALLEN: :O RULEUS: *hrrrrk* GALLEN: :) GALLEN: *hugs* RULEUS: You tra!tor. *at citrin* >8( GALLEN: nnahhh hes a rrrreal bro *pats the Citrin* CITRIN: dabez. GALLEN: da mmotherfuckin bes RULEUS: *hrms to himself, unable to relax* Hey C!tr!n. CITRIN: zup? RULEUS: Water you th!nk your dads w!ll have to say about the eye grub? RULEUS: Do you th!nk they'll l!ke !t? The !dea??? CITRIN: oh. hmm. idk, actually... CITRIN: i think d-dad will zupport it. CITRIN: but i'm not zure what honey lemon iz gonna think. CITRIN: becauze i think he likez not being able to zee. CITRIN: i don't really underztand why, tho. RULEUS: *nods but frowns, chewing on the inside of his cheek* He has been bl!nd s!nce you were a grub, r!ght? CITRIN: *nods also which also doubles as a nuzzle with his cheek pressed against ruleus* yeah, he lozt hiz zight when i waz pupating. RULEUS: He's st!ll proud o? you, you know? Whether he can see your accompl!shments or not. RULEUS: Th!s ?act doesn't change whether he supports the !nvent!on or... dec!des to try !t? CITRIN: ... *smiles against ruru's hair* yeah, i know. RULEUS: Hehehe! RULEUS: Tell me, does he often ?eel your ?ace to get a look at you? RULEUS: L!ke so?? *squuuuish* CITRIN: eheheheh. *IS SQUISH* yez, juzt like that. CITRIN: and pretty often. >80 RULEUS: Then he must have an !dea o? how sparkle sh!ne booty ?ly you are??? *laffs* RULEUS: There should be no doubt! CITRIN: eheheh. i know he can zee me in like... a different zort of way. RULEUS: !t's st!ll completely val!d. GALLEN: *WHAT ABOUT BOOTYS* RULEUS: !? a b!t ?unny. Hehe! RULEUS: *GALLEN PLS8 RULEUS: * RULEUS: Perhaps that's the REEL reason you have to shower so o?ten!!! *laughing more* CITRIN: WOW!! CITRIN: but if i'm zmelly, then he can juzt zee me better. eheheheh. GALLEN: that is ssssome true as hell facts bro RULEUS: Yes but you w!ll be cross!ng arms w!th D!rk and !'m not shore you want that. GALLEN: you c-ccould bask in the scent RULEUS: Gallen, no. GALLEN: of a bombass wick burner RULEUS: Well a candle !sn't so bad. The bees may not l!ke !t, however! GALLEN: hmmm CITRIN: troo. >8( GALLEN: got w-wwax burners GALLEN: with light bulbs GALLEN: also oils? GALLEN: what they b-bbizz? RULEUS: He's tell!ng you that you smell regardless, C!tr!n. CITRIN: bruh. GALLEN: hell yeah man you do :) GALLEN: im all about that nnnnatural scent too RULEUS: *heheheHEHEHEHE* CITRIN: ... *sniffs himself* GALLEN: :D RULEUS: :0 RULEUS: Do you st!nk actually? CITRIN: NO!! RULEUS: GLUB. WELL DANG!!! RULEUS: Don't yell!!! CITRIN: you're alwayz yelling. >80 RULEUS: !T'S OKAY WHEN ! DO !T. OBV!OUSLY. RULEUS: !T'S MY BLOCK. GALLEN: we aint alllowed? CITRIN: I DO WHAT I WANT!! CITRIN: I'M GROWN!! GALLEN: oh ahhahahahahaha GALLEN: right the mmmotherfuck on bro RULEUS: !? you don't cut !t out, ! w!ll be g!v!ng you a GROWN WEDG!E. RULEUS: PUNK. CITRIN: eheheheh. GALLEN: *ponders out loud* whats a yyoung wedgie? CITRIN: leave my big boy undiez alone. CITRIN: lmao. GALLEN: like is it just kinda up in that c-crevice? GALLEN: all managable to deal with RULEUS: Gallen, glubb!ng PLEASE. GALLEN: but you still all d-dang GALLEN: nnah bro but imaggine that business :O RULEUS: !'m... !mag!n!ng !t. *he doesn't want to tho* GALLEN: all in the supposedly rrebellious teens GALLEN: when motherfucker is tryna fffind itself GALLEN: what does it do ru? RULEUS: !... CITRIN: EHEHEHEH. RULEUS: ?orget what we're even talk!ng ab- SHUT UP, C!TR!N. CITRIN: eheheheh. RULEUS: *pinches him right in the chub* CITRIN: eheheh-- OW. GALLEN: *stilll pondering the life choices of sentient underwear wedged in someone's butt, will it find itself? Will it question why it must be where it is? Will it bow to the weight of societal pressures that tell it what it should be because that's how it is?* CITRIN: not my body rollz!! CITRIN: *gallen plz* GALLEN: *hears citrin OW and turns to him* mm? *pats his rolls* CITRIN: *ruleus why are all our friends so spacey* CITRIN: *his rolls are patted and he is satisfied* RULEUS: *Hmph.* B( RULEUS: You are just lucky Gallen !s here. CITRIN: eheheh. what would you do to me if he wazn't here? >;) RULEUS: GET YOUR BUTT TO WORK, O? COURSE. CITRIN: >;) RULEUS: NO. CITRIN: *WINKY WINKY WINK* GALLEN: his ass can st-still get some work in RULEUS: Oh my cod, no. CITRIN: YOU WANNA ZEE MY BOOTY WORK!! GALLEN: d-dont let my ass block all that miraculous business bro ru GALLEN: yeah! he d-dddo CITRIN: LEFT CHEEK, RIGHT CHEEK. RULEUS: *FACEPALMING SO HARD* GALLEN: the w-whoolle mothfuckin rumpus bro???????? :O CITRIN: the entire rude rumpuz. CITRIN: booty work, b-b-b-booty work. GALLEN: oh, but its rude :( GALLEN: that a-aint cool RULEUS: ! cannot deal w!th th!s. *ROLLS AWAY and off the bed* GALLEN: noooo :C CITRIN: *rapping and wiggling at them* CITRIN: come BACK. GALLEN: the butt aint rude nnno more ruls GALLEN: its all polite and generous now CITRIN: ... GALLEN: mmotherfuckin CITRIN: ROUND OF APPLAUZE. CITRIN: KEEP THAT BOOTY CLAPPIN'. GALLEN: model citizzeen GALLEN: yeah see GALLEN: ap-applause for you bro :) RULEUS: Mother o? glub. *just shredding his jacket* GALLEN: its chill now RULEUS: Well !n a sw!m!lar way that C!tr!n gets h!s butt to work, SO MUST !. CITRIN: aww, do you gotta? GALLEN: *cloun frown* RULEUS: Yes, C!tr!n, my per?ect even!ng sunset. ! must. *rolling up his sleeves now, he's got PLANZZZ to organize* CITRIN: *fart noises* GALLEN: *at least he took a little break, hmmmm watches* GALLEN: ..*snickers* CITRIN: more znugz for galpal, then. GALLEN: mmman i am in the market for snugs c: RULEUS: ! w!ll get my supply o? snugs when ! am ?!N!SHED. *flops back into his desk chair* You're welcome to stay or go !? you want!!! RULEUS: ! don't m!nd. GALLEN: im all cozy on this here brotherllllover so ima chhill *goes limp, the choice is made* RULEUS: Hehehe! Brotherlover. Oh my! *scribbling* CITRIN: welp. not much i can do, then. >B) *he's here to stay and also watch ruleus to make sure he doesn't overwork himself TOO much* GALLEN: *If he does THEN they can divebomb him. Gallen would've liked to divebomb* RULEUS: *He will be totally unsuspecting this next hour or two.* CITRIN: *THEY'RE GONNA JUMP HIM* RULEUS: *HE'LL FIGHT YOU.* GALLEN: *no fighting, only soft grapple hugs* RULEUS: *He'll grapple hug YOU, Clown.*

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