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BBS 004 // Also action too.

wow it's been a long time since i posted anything on this network.
i think that garden got a lot of new people recently so i wanted to say hi to everyone!
being kidnapped by paradox space is kind of a downer but this place is pretty cool, i promise!
also if any of you type in a silly way with colors and courier and you just got here, let me know!
you might be from my world!

anyways, i wanted to ask a question.
do any of you know if you can maybe drop a class you're doing really bad in?
like beyond the help of magical tudors bad.
like ...i am pretty sure i broke three computers bad.
er if someone could let me know that would be awesome.

- ectoBiologist

[Also have some action. This is generally open for any kind of shenanigans, just let me know when and where it takes place when you tag! He can be found working hard in class, goofing off in the quad, or just hanging out in his room!]

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[He just squints, face still set in his permanent scowl until John holds up his fingers. He frowns for a long handful of seconds and his ears flick languidly until he looks back toward John's face.]

What the fuck is wrong with you, humans aren't supposed to even have six fingers, Egbert.

I'm only holding up three, dude.

I think you need to go see the nurse. Like, right now.

There are very clearly six, Egbert-- [He lets go of John's shoulder long enough to try and point out each of his six fingers, and staggers sideways. He frowns, holding his arms out to the sides.]

...Fuck you. I'm not going to see any stupid human nurse that will do nothing but try to tell me things that aren't true.

You mean things like you need to sleep?

Because I don't think I need to be a doctor to tell you that's true.

[Oh god you are going to faceplant if you keep doing that, Karkat.]

Shut up! I can't sleep, there's a rule, and there's no slime anyway, how many fucking times do I have to hammer this into your completely empty thinkpan.

[He closes his eyes over and just sort of focuses on staying upright, then, scrunching his face.]

If you don't sleep you're really going to hurt yourself, Karkat!

How the fuck do you figure.

[He squints.] Stand still, Egbert. [Karkat he isn't moving, you're just still swaying.]

[Is. Just going to stand there and stare at you for a bit.]

Because its really unhealthy to go without sleep.

Stop-- [Oh whoops, he reached for you and missed.] Stop talking like you know what you're on about. [Goddamn that is frustrating. Tries again. Overbalances a little and bumps into him.]

[John what the fuck are you doing over there.]

[Oof! Going to ...take you gently by the shoulders and steady you.]

Okay, you're right, I'm totally making stuff up. How about we head back to your dorm and you can yell and insult me all you want. Fun, right?

[Highly indicative of how off-kilter he is; he doesn't actually stop this or protest. It's almost like he doesn't notice, actually. He cocks his head slightly to one side and stares at him for a minute, trying really hard to focus on his face.]

Egbert are you honestly propositioning me right now? [Deadpan sandpaper voice.]

Nope. This is a totally heterosexual, platonic suggestion.

[Good, don't mind him as he subtly tries to move forward with Karkat to make their way away from the class.]

[Karkat rolls his eyes a little, and shifts to take a step with him, turning at the same time to make some irritable derisive statement.]

[Except he doesn't quite get that far, seeing as he moved too fast for his likely fever-addled brain to keep up and he stumbles, grabbing hold of John's shoulder with a slurred sort of grunt as he proceeds to fall right the fuck over.]

[Sorry if he took you with him, John.]

[Yep, he was not prepared and went down with Karkat to make a nice heap of thirteen year old boys. Karkat was heavier than he expected, apparently!!]

[HHfnngh!!]

Karkat?

[He's maybe about an eighth conscious, and sort of makes an unintelligible sound, trying with as much effort as he can muster, which isn't much at all, to dislodge himself from John's person.]

[It's not really working, in part because everything hurts and is heavy and he sort of can't keep his eyes open. ...welp.]

[W e l p.]

Um. Okay. You can ....sleep on me, too, I guess.

[Not really. He was really kind of heavy.]

Teacher? Dave? Someone??

[ Welp.

Dave's been observing the two of you from his position, point of his Garden-issued sword in the ground, wrists crossed on the hilt, chin on top of his hands. Karkat's been acting kind of weird lately, from what he's noticed, but this kind of takes the cake.

Abandoning his sword, he moves over to stand near John's shoulder, cocking his head to the side as he looks down at the two of them. ]

Finally crashed again, huh.

[Oh, there you are.]

Um. Yeah. Can you ...give me a hand? He really needs to rest.

[Somewhere that wasn't on him.]

[ 'sup. He shakes his head a little, reaching down to take Karkat by the arm to hoist him up a bit. Having absolutely zero problems with manhandling the troll around, especially while unconscious, he adjusts his grip so he can slip one arm under his knees and the other behind his shoulders.

Wow this is the second time this has happened. No amount of irony makes this okay, Vantas. ]

He keeps doing this, he's gonna wind up getting his stupid troll ass eaten by a dinosaur in the training grounds or something. [ Looks over the top of his unruly mop at John. ] You good dude?

[Annnd John gets up.]

I'm fine! He's done this before?

[And now he will frown at you Karkat.]

He was already sitting when he passed the fuck out, but yeah.

[ There had been a cat involved then, but Dave won't share that with John. Yet, anyways. ]

... he looks like shit now.

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