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AT: gAMZEE, aRE YOU THERE?
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AT: i KNOW THAT YOUR STATUS SAYS ONLINE BUT, iT ALWAYS SAYS THAT,
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TC: yeah, i'm motherfucking here. what's up, bro?
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AT: wHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR QUIRK?
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TC: THAT QUIRK IS DEAD NOW, BRO. /
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TC: what you trolling a motherfucker for? not that i'm up and complaining.
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AT: i WANTED SOMEBODY TO TALK TO,
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AT: aND FOR SOME REASON EVERYBODY ELSE IS EITHER OFFLINE OR PREOCCUPIED WITH SEEMINGLY MORE IMPORTANT MATTERS AS THEY REFUSE TO ANSWER MY REPEATED ATTEMPTS TO CONTACT THEM,
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TC: WELL THAT AIN'T MOTHERFUCKING NICE OF THEM, IS IT?
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TC: i'm all here, anyways, brother. always motherfucking happy to talk to one of my best bros. )
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AT: i KNEW i COULD COUNT ON YOU,
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TC: OF COURSE. HOW YOU MOTHERFUCKING DOING, ANYWAYS?
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TC: got anything buzzing in your thinkpan you wanting to be sharing?
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TC: DID SHE UP AND DO SOMETHING? ... AGAIN?
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AT: sOURCES HAVE POINTED THAT SHE WAS PARADOX RESPONSIBLE FOR CREATING BEC NOIR,
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AT: i DO NOT FULLY UNDERSTAND WHY SHE WAS A MAJOR VARIABLE IN HIS CREATION BUT i CAN'T HELP BUT FEEL ANGRY TOWARDS HER FOR BEING IT,
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AT: i'M CONSIDERING CONFRONTING HER,
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AT: aND, wELL, rEMOVING HER FROM THE PICTURE IN THE MOST PERMANENT SENSE POSSIBLE,
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TC: motherfuck, well ain't that a pickle if i ever saw one. i'd be all kinds of angry at her finding that out, too. i am. she's never done anything good for any motherfucker.
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TC: YOU SHOULD CONFRONT HER, BROTHER. BUT BE MOTHERFUCKING CAREFUL, SPIDERBITCH HAS SOME WICKED TRICKS UP HER SLEEVES...
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TC: like sources have all up and indicated. honk.
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AT: dO YOU REALLY THINK THAT THIS IS THE BEST CHOICE?
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AT: i DON'T WANT TO DO ANYTHING i WOULD LATER REGRET,
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AT: wHICH IS WHY i CAME TO YOU FOR A SECOND OPINION,
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AT: tO ME, i BELIEVE THAT YOU HAVE THE BEST INCITE OUT OF THE TWELVE HERE,
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AT: dON'T ASK MY WHY BECAUSE i WOULDN'T BE ABLE TO PROVIDE YOU WITH A SURE ANSWER,
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TC: WELL SHIT, YOU UP AND FLATTER A BROTHER, BUT I DON'T KNOW IF THAT'S TRUE. I CAN TRY AND TELL YOU WHAT I'M THINKING, THOUGH.
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TC: i want you to confront her of course, she done all sorts of bad things, specially to you, so it seems like it would be all sorts of righteous, just if you motherfucking will, if you took her out.
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TC: BUT I ALSO DON'T WANT MY FAVORITE MOTHERFUCKER TO GET HURT EVEN WORSE THAN HE ALREADY HAS BY THAT BITCH... (
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TC: now this is a real motherfucking pickle, ain't it?
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TC: MAYBE SOMEONE ELSE SHOULD DO IT... I DON'T MOTHERFUCKING KNOW, THOUGH.
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AT: tHAT'S WHERE i DISAGREE WITH YOU,
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AT: iF IT HAS TO BE DONE, i WANT TO BE THE ONE TO DO IT,
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AT: sOMEHOW IT SEEMS LIKE THAT'S HOW IT WAS ALWAYS MEANT TO END,
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TC: i know why, like i said a motherfucking minute ago, it seems right. always do what you motherfucking think is right, tavbro. but don't get yourself hurt.
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AT: i MEAN, tHAT'S WHAT i AM AIMING FOR,
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AT: tO COME OUT WITHOUT A SCRATCH, aND, yOU KNOW, aLIVE,
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AT: bUT IT ISN'T SOMETHING i CAN COMPLETELY PROMISE?
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TC: THAT'S THE PROBLEM. (
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TC: she could up and kill you if you ain't careful, bro.
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TC: THEN THE PROBLEMS WE HAVE WOULD BE WORSE.
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TC: maybe you should get another person's opinion. i ain't really that great right now.
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AT: iS SOMETHING WRONG ON YOUR END?
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AT: i SHOULD HAVE GUESSED THAT THERE WAS CONSIDERING THAT YOU'VE DITCH YOUR WRITING STYLE,
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AT: aND USUALLY THAT WOULDN'T BE SO CONCERNING BUT THIS IS YOU WE'RE TALKING ABOUT,
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AT: yOU'VE ALWAYS BEEN A CREATURE OF HABIT FOR THE MOST PART,
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TC: IT'S HARD TO EXPLAIN, BRO... BUT WE RAN OUT OF SOPOR, AND MY HEAD'S MOTHERFUCKING HURTING. I GOT SOME OTHER THOUGHTS GOING ON...
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TC: things rattling up in my thinkpan like motherfucking crazy, i ain't in my best mind but i'm clear-headed enough to tell you that i ain't.
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TC: probably ain't your biggest concern about what i'm feeling like, but since you motherfucking asked, i guess saying it's fine. i dunno... it feels like i got someone else in here saying things in my mind, and i know it is but i can't all motherfucking help it.
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AT: iSN'T REASSURING TO THINK ABOUT,
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TC: you got other things to worry about, though, motherfucker, ask karkat maybe and when i'm feeling right up again maybe we can chill together, i don't know. not knowing if it's gonna go away neither.
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AT: mAYBE IT WOULD BE BETTER IF WE FIGURED OUT WHAT WAS GOING ON WITH YOU FIRST,
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AT: aND THEN DEAL WITH VRISKA LATER,
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TC: i think it's just me. think if we knew what was wrong we couldn't do anything anyways.
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TC: I WAS THINKING ABOUT MAYBE IT'S THE SOPOR, BUT THEN...
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TC: how come i'm hearing these wicked mean thoughts?
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AT: bUT LIKE, yOU'RE NOT GOING TO ACT ON THESE THOUGHTS, aRE YOU?
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TC: I DON'T MOTHERFUCKING WANT TO... BUT MOTHERFUCK IF THEY AIN'T GETTING LOUDER.
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TC: i don't motherfucking like this
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AT: a LOT OF CRAZY THINGS ARE GOING ON RIGHT NOW,
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AT: aND i KNOW THAT ALL THIS INSANE SHIT CAN'T LAST FOREVER,
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AT: sO MAYBE, jUST MAYBE, tHIS IS ANOTHER THING THAT WILL COME AND GO,
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AT: iT'S ALL BEEN FESTERING AMONG US FOR A WHILE NOW SO i THINK EVERYBODY IS JUST SNAPPING UNDER THE PRESSURE,
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AT: aND IT LOOKS LIKE YOU'RE NO EXCEPTION,
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AT: bUT IT'S OKAY, i THINK,
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AT: lET'S NOT BLOW THIS COMPLETELY OUT OF PROPORTION YET,
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AT: i MEAN, iT CAN'T BE ***THAT*** BAD, rIGHT?
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TC: I GUESS NOT. MAYBE IT'S PART OF THE GAME I HAVE TO GET OVER, LIKE A MOTHERFUCKING TEST...
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AT: yOU HAVEN'T DONE OF THOSE YET,
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AT: sEE? wE'RE ALREADY SOLVING THIS SHIT OUT BEFORE ANYTHING GOES FROM BAD TO WORSE,
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TC: maybe... man, you so smart tav. maybe if i just think of this as a test they will go away. fuck these shitass thoughts.
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TC: i'm sorry for bothering you with this extra shit but motherfuck if it ain't scaring me.
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TC: IT'S FINE... IT'LL GO AWAY, BUT FOR NOW IT'S JUST SCARING ME... YOU DON'T GOTTA WORRY.
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AT: wHERE ARE YOU RIGHT NOW,
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TC: on the horn pile... no one else is around.
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AT: i COULD MAKE A PIT STOP TO THE YE OLD HORN PILE IF YOU DON'T MIND THE COMPANY,
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TC: )
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TC: i wouldn't motherfucking mind, bro. don't know what any other motherfuckers are doing.
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AT: wE HAVEN'T HAD TIME TO OURSELVES IN FOREVER ANYWAYST,
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AT: iT BE BETTER THIS WAY,
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TC: YEAH, SOME TIME ALONE TOGETHER COULD BE MOTHERFUCKING NICE. )
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TC: maybe motherfucking chill out.
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AT: aND GET ALL THESE COMPLICATED EMOTIONS SORTED OUT,
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TC: SOUNDS NICE, TAVBRO.
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TC: come on come over here, then, don't keep a brother waiting too long. )
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AT: hAHA, i'LL BE THERE AS SOON AS i FINISH OILING UP MY ANKLES!
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AT: eQUIUS SAID IT SHOULD BE DONE EVERY OTHER DAY BUT i DO IT EVERYDAY JUST IN CASE,
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AT: aNYWAYS, i WILL BE THERE AS SOON AS i FINISH UP HERE,
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TC: OKAY. DON'T USE TOO MUCH, DON'T WANNA SLIP OR SOME SHIT.
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TC: see you soon, tavbro.
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AT: }
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TC: )
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AT: --adioToreador [AT] has ceased trolling terminallyCapricious [TC]--
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AT: --Already finished with one ankle, Tavros moves onto the other, making sure that everything is working properly without any squeaks or creaks to be heard. The can of oil is stashed back in his sylladex before he boards onto the one and only available teleporting pad stationed in the center of the room. Here he disappears in a flash of white light and reappears in the room where all piles were to be kept, in same fashion. He steps off the platform.-- gAMZEE?
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TC: *Gamzee, of course, was sitting in the horn pile the whole time, looking around anxiously as he waited and tried to tune out the voice in his head, yet it was persistant. He sighed heavily, chewing on his lip and fiddling with a horn before he saw a flash and looked up, his eyes wide. He stayed seated and soon recognized the figure standing there as Tavros. Who else would it be? He called out to him.* tavbro...?
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AT: --Tavros turned his head towards the voice, looking over piles upon piles of scrap metal and plush dragons before spotting Gamzee peering over the top of his own pile, He waved,-- rIGHT HERE!
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AT: --He crossed from his side of the room to where Gamzee was, stepping over a few objects here and there until he could safely seat himself next to his friend,-- gEEZ, i FORGOT HOW MUCH THE BOTTOMS OF THESE THINGS JAB THEMSELVES INTO YOUR SPINES,
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TC: THAT SUCKS... *He frowned slightly, but then smiled at Tavros.* THANKS FOR COMING, TAVBRO... LOTS OF SHIT GOING ON, GLAD TO HAVE YOU HERE. *He wrapped arm around Tavros's shoulders.* ...STILL THINKING ABOUT VRISKA?
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AT: yEAH, a LOT ACTUALLY, i DON'T KNOW WHAT DO TO, kILLING HER IS THE BEST OPTION I CAN CONJURE UP AND IT PROBABLY WILL ONLY EVER BE THE BEST OPTION BUT i'M AFRAID OF HOW THE OTHERS WILL PERCEIVE ME IF i MANAGE TO DO IT, --He lays back on the pile, just enough where it isn't completely uncomfortable for him especially with the new presence of a comforting arm around his shoulders,-- nOBODY PARTICULARLY ENJOYS HER COMPANY, bUT, i DON'T THINK THEY WANT HER TO DIE EITHER,
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AT: i DON'T KNOW, mY PROBLEMS ARE STUPID AND OVERLY COMPLICATED,
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AT: lET'S TALK ABOUT WHAT IS HAPPENING WITH YOU INSTEAD,
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TC: *he shrugs.* alright, brother... i'm not all sure what to say about it, though... it's getting louder... and... fuck, i should be talking about this with a moirail, right? *he sighs.* but i ain't got one of those. you're the next best thing, brother... but i'm afraid of turning you off and shit. like you said, it's probably a test or whatever but it feels like i'm failingn
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AT: dON'T WORRY ABOUT PUSHING ME AWAY WITH YOUR ISSUES, i REALLY DON'T MIND IT, jUST,
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AT: wELL, i GUESS IF I WERE IN YOUR POSITION i WOULD KEEP TRYING? i DON'T KNOW, i'M SORRY,
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AT: tHIS IS ALL NEW TO ME TOO, lOWBLOODS DON'T USUALLY HAVE THE SAME MENTAL ISSUES THAT HIGHBLOODS TEND TO HAVE,
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AT: hAS THIS HAPPENED BEFORE?
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AT: wHEN YOU'VE RAN OUT OF SOPOR SLIME BEFORE, hAS THIS HAPPENED?
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TC: NO, NOTHING LIKE THIS HAS HAPPENED... I GOT REAL MOTHERFUCKING IRRITABLE, BUT NO VOICES... *he furrowed his eyebrows together for a moment and pressed his hand to his forehead, then closed his eyes for a moment. He stayed in this position for a few seconds before sighing and holding his head in his hands.*
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TC: i just want it to stop... *he growled softly.*
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AT: mAYBE WE SHOULD TRY TO FIND YOU MORE SLIME,
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AT: iT SEEMS LIKE AN EASY FIX UNTIL WE FIND SOME OTHER WAY TO SOLVE THE PROBLEM PERMANENTLY,
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TC: THERE ISN'T ANY SLIME LEFT...
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TC: maybe we can find a distraction. *he suddenly stood up and started walking, eventually just ending up pacing a few feet in front of the horn pile.*
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AT: yOU'RE DISTRACTION IS TO PACE IN THE SAME SPOT?
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TC: *He shook his head and slowed to a stop, then sat down.*
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TC: let's just keep talking.
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AT: lISTEN, mAYBE WE CAN GET YOU SOME SLIME,
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AT: aS LONG AS YOU'RE NOT PICKY ABOUT WHERE YOU GET IT,
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TC: I DON'T MIND... AS LONG AS IT HELPS.
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AT: gOOD BECAUSE, yOU KNOW, wE DO HAVE RECUPERACOONS ON BOARD,
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AT: i AM POSITIVE THAT NOBODY WILL NOTICE IF SOME OF IT GOES MISSING,
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TC: do you have some slime in your recuperacoon, bro?
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TC: YOU WOULDN'T MIND SHARING...?
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TC: *He smiled a little.* we should test it out.
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AT: aND WHAT BETTER TIME THAN THE PRESENT? --He stood up from his place on the pile, reaching both hands out to help Gamzee to his feet,-- sHALL WE?
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TC: *He stood up, giggling.* LET'S, MOTHERFUCKER.
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AT: tHEN IF YOU WOULD BE EVER SO KIND TO FOLLOW ME THIS-A-WAY WE CAN GET YOU THAT SLIME BEFORE ANOTHER UGLY THOUGHT POPS INTO YOUR THINKPAN,
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TC: heheh, lead the way, tavbro. *he smiled and started walking forwards, taking his hand.*
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AT: --Tavros smiled back, allowing Gamzee to take hold of his hand as he led them both onto the transporter, Here, they both vanished in a white light, morphing back into a physical form in another hall lined with six doors on each side,--
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TC: NOW, WHICH ONE OF THESE IS YOURS AGAIN, BROTHER? *he looked at each side, the door to his own block was open.*
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AT: iT'S BETWEEN ARADIA AND SOLLUX SO,,, --He stepped off the platform, dragging Gamzee along with him,-- iT SHOULD BE THIS ONE, --He stepped up to the second door at the end of the hallway, tapped in the code he had been given into the keyboard and took a step back, It swished open not two seconds later,--
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TC: *Gamzee walked in without a word and walked to his recuperacoon, then looked over at Tavros and waited for him to come, feeling anxious.*
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AT: --Tavros followed him in, pausing only a moment to press the button that would seal the door shut before joining him at the recuperacoon,-- uHM,
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TC: *he shrugged and took a scoop with his hand, shoving it into his mouth, then doing the same thing a few more times and sitting on the floor afterwards.*
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AT: --Tavros knelt in front of him after he had sunk down to the floor,-- iS IT WORKING? iS THIS WHAT'S SUPPOSE TO HAPPEN? wAS THE SLIME NOT UP TO PAR? tALK TO ME DUDE!
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TC: *he shrugged.* i mean, it'll take some time for it to sink in but... i think it's helping.
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AT: yEAH? tHAT'S GREAT TO HEAR,
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AT: dO YOU NEED ANYMORE?23:41:57