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time compression pretty much sucks the most out of anything that has ever sucked before.
like more than betty crocker and peanuts and stupid imps combined.

...jade? dave?
are you guys still here? i
i think i really need to talk to you guys
okay?
i'm in room A213

-ectoBiologist

[And this is his room. This part is locked to Jade, Dave, Japan and maybe also Marco if he wants to visit John.

John who has just come into his room after using the computer terminal to make his message. He doesn't look like he's had a good week, specially with that huge stain of blood covering the front and back of his shirt.

He just kind of walks straight to his room and shuts the door.]

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[ Okay yeah no. Dave's not even going to bother replying to this via text, because he now knows where John is and has been worrying this whole time.

So only a couple minutes after seeing the message go up on the BBS, he abandoned the terminal he was at to hunt down John's room. Huh, wasn't actually that far from his-- ]

John. [ Knocking on the door, ignoring how unironic and uncool this is. ]

[Looking up and-- Staring as he enters. Is that blood?!]

W-what happened?!

[That was a little faster than he was expecting. On one hand he really wanted to talk to someone. Like. Just ask them if they knew about what he saw or-- he didn't know.

Something. Anything.

At least he'd already changed his clothes, the bloody shirt had been tossed into the trashcan. Which made him sad, because he really liked his God Tier shirt.]

[Bluh. Okay, he heads out and opens the door. He puts on his best smile.] Hey, dude.

[skjfal caught. He pauses before opening his door.]

Um.

[Welp.]

[He tries to give Japan a reassuring smile and will now attempt to brush it off.]

Don't worry, I'm okay.

[ Thank god for that, at least. Dave just got done seeing his brother covered in blood, he's not too sure how he'd be able to handle seeing John covered in it. Even if he's obviously alive.

Now. ]

Dude, you... [ Frowning a bit, because this is only the second time they've ever seen each other and something feels off about that smile. ]

'sup?

[standing up]

Perhaps it is a strange concept, but I am able to read the atmosphere. ...Ah, and the blood on your shirt may help. What happened?

[Oh he's trying really hard with that smile. Once he let's him in he starts to babble like a moron.]

Oh, you know, nothing. Nothing big or important. Besides um. Being thrown back into Sburb and getting kicked back out again, hahaha...

But I'm cool. Like Mr. Freeze cool. Like cool ranch Doritos and that was not even a vaguely good metaphor but that's how much I ...um.

[Yeah, he doesn't even know right now.]

[...Oh. So he wasn't going to get away.]

Just um. I got. Pulled back into my world, and there was a fight. But like I said, I'm okay.

[He pokes a little at the hole in the middle of the shirt.]

See? No wound. [Not anymore anyways.]

What--

[ Wow, John's babbling is kind of hilarious in person. Or it would be, if he wasn't kind of freaking him out. But he just stares once they're both inside the dorm room, and waits until the rambling prattles out.

He holds a hand up to stop him. ]

No. Stop, John. No more. [ Giving you the Serious Face, which should be pretty obvious even with his shades. ] What. Happened.

[Okay he shuts up. The smile is gone and he is just kind of staring back at you and now he is fidgeting with his hands.]

Um.

[And then he looks over towards his room.]

In there, okay?

[ Stares back mercilessly, watching the fidgeting silently until John looks away and over towards his room. He just nods once, still not saying anything, his jaw tightening before he moves to retreat into the privacy of John's room. ]

[There, that made him feel a little better-- oh his shirt is laying in the trashcan there. He will have to be subtle about keeping Dave's attention away from that.]

...

[Suddenly awkward as he shuts the door behind him.]

So. Before you came here, what was the last thing you remember doing?

[ The question, at least, distracts him for a moment, and he raises a brow at him. Answering it takes a little longer, because he's mentally sorting through all his loops to make sure he remembers the timeline correctly. ]

I found Bro, after him and Davesprite fought Jack Noir.

[ Spoken in his usual deadpan, and his face doesn't seem to betray much, but his shoulders are kind of tense. ]

[Found Bro? That's great. Wait. After he--Oh. Wait.]

Is he... [Okay? Alive?]

Went down fighting like a Strider should.

[ Both of them did, he assumes, since the only sign of Davesprite was feathers everywhere. ]

...

[So he was dead, too. Bro, Rose's mom, his...

They were all dying.]

[And suddenly. John looks mad.]

This is bullshit!

Edited 2011-05-14 05:54 (UTC)

Preaching to the choir on this one, dude. That fucker's gonna get brought to justice if it's the last thing I do.

[ Yeah, as weird as he still believes those thoughts to be, it's a pretty accurate precursor to the shit he's gonna do to Jack Noir. ]

[And now he looks pissed off and upset.]

I couldn't even get a hit off of him.

[So maybe I went after Jack. Oops.]

You-- [ He's not sure how to process this. He stares at John, jaw tight again. ]

John. [ Don't make him ask what happened again. ]

[John is looking miserable, brb. He slides down the door and just kind of rests his head on his arms and knees.]

We tried to attack him. Me and Rose. ...And Marco and his girlfriend because they were there too.

[If it weren't for Marco he probably wouldn't be here right now. He got them all out of that mess.]

[ Fine we can take this to the floor. Dave squats down in front of him, arms straight out across his knees as he listens. So he really did get yoinked off by the time compression bullshit again, huh. But to their world...

And winding up facing Jack Noir. Hesitating for a moment, he reaches a hand up to place on the top of John's head encouragingly and supportively. ]

[Will raise his head a little but won't look at him yet.]

Dad's dead. So is Rose's mom.

Betty Crocker - that's cake and stuff right? She's always been cool with me. Not that I've ever gotten to have cake much, but I like the idea of cake so that counts for something, doesn't it?

I'd ask what you have against cake, but I figure that's your beef. I feel you on the time compression thing though. Whoever thought up this idea should be shot or something.

-2

[ So all of their guardians are officially dead now. Jesus fuck. Shifts a little so he's no longer popping a squat and is instead kneeling in front of him, dropping both hands to his shoulders. ]

We'll get him.

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> Dave: Go bang on John's door in person.

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> John: reevaluate decision to ask for company so soon

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> Dave: Think John should deal with it.

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> John: Think Dave is being unironic right now

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> Dave: Say it is in the most ironic way possible.

> John: Falls down all this ironic

> Dave: Warned you bro.

> John: it keeps happening

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[This takes some time before its answered.]

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