Vviolent blood

[wwaterboy]

Characters: Hemostuck!Eridan, Taiki, AU Ven, Eraqus, AND ANYONE ELSE
Setting: Room 2-18 and in the Cafeteria once Eridan leaves
Format: I'm starting with prose, but I'll follow your preferences
Summary: Eridan got his wish. He should really have been careful what to wish for.
Warnings: Gross horrible things. Eridan going shithive without a moirail! Welcome to the tower, Eraqus!

Room 2-18

The cooling slickness of blood on his skin is the first thing he feels when he wakes up. He shifts, rolling over on the normally dry rectangle, and his sleep-muddled brain first wonders if maybe he managed to get hold of some sopor after all, only it's shitty stuff, not doing a thing with the nightmares.

He opens his eyes and sits up, confusion turning to utter horror when he sees first the colour of the blood on his hands and body - he's completely covered with it - and then the monstrosity lying at the foot of his bed.

"Fef, oh god, Fef!" And as he lunges for his moirail, gathering her still-warm, vaguely moving body to his chest, he lets out a piercing wail that goes on and on and on.

Cafeteria

It's their fault, he knows it. The people who run this tower have to pay.

And there's only one place Eridan knows where he can get to someone who isn't a prisoner in the tower, but one of them. They're not important people, not even smart, but maybe he can get to the perpetrators through them. Surely they'll tell him something.

"Tell me howw to get to someone wwho runs this place!" he snarls at one of the drones who work in the cafeteria kitchen. He has it on its knees, holding it by the hair, and his oyster shelling knife is at its throat.

It only shakes its head dumbly and he nearly decapitates it with a quick slash of his knife, adding crimson red blood to the tyrian covering his face and clothes.

And he goes after the next one, teeth bared. "Tell me! Or you'll end up like the first!"

Comments

[guiltapalooza]

[She's stunned, shocked silent for a moment, unable to process what's going on. That can't be him that just killed someone and turned on the next worker-- but it is.

Willow's been through a lot of crises in her life, and a moment later she's stumbling up out of her seat and racing over to him. Her heart is pounding. She can't think.] Eridan, [she gasps, screeching to a stop a few feet away, afraid to get close when he's covered in blood like that.] What... why?

[wwaterboy]

[Eridan barely registers that Willow is there, consumed by bloodlust and rage. He grabs the second worker by the hair and shakes it hard, slicing into its face]

Talk to me! Tell me wwhere I can find the ones wwho did this!

[His screams are completely unhinged]

[guiltapalooza]

Stop-- stop! [She lurches forward and tries to grab the wrist holding the knife, losing all caution in the face of potentially having to watch someone else die.]

Look at me, [she pleads.] I need you to look at me.

[notagiraffe]

Taiki heard the screams and his eyes blinked open at once, his first thought was that Eridan was having a nightmare. He stood up to go over to him and that's when the smell of blood hit him. He toppled to the ground and blinked with bleary eyes over at Eridan.

Eyes that widened in horror when he saw the blood at the body. He recognised her straight away, from Eridan's world. "No..." He was filled with anger at the people who had done this. It wasn't fair, why had they done this? They had no reason to except to hurt Eridan.

Slowly he crawled over to Eridan, waves of diziness hitting him as the blood touched him. He half collapsed onto his friend and went to wrap his arms around him.

[drknss_bnd_lght]

Ventus jolted up at the wail, eyes wide under the blindfold as he scrambled to face it's source. Eridan. It doesn't take long for Ventus to hear that Taiki is also awake - nor the stink of blood to hit him. He knows the smell, but to smell it here? It's, for him, everywhere. "E....Eri...dan?"

It was choked out, but he manged it - no more than a croaked question that was his roommates name. He shoved down the mental panic that hit him too. The other had been nothing but nice to him. He'd deal with his panic later. Or not, seeing as his mind slammed into him that he was being choked when he wasn't. Still, he hoped it was enough to get his meaning across.

[wwaterboy]

The wail just went on and on, turning to a broken keening sound as he clutched at her and rocked her and mourned. One hand lifted, desperate for any kind of reassurance, and rubbed at his own horn, a grub's coping mechanism he long ago thought he'd broken himself of. No lusus, no moirail, he had nothing but his own hands to comfort him.

And then Taiki touched him and he stiffened, turning with an animalistic, wordless snarl and tugging Feferi's mutilated form further away.

Then he buried his face in her dark hair and the keening wail began again.

[fans_fire]

Yukiko had been eating and minding her own business when the rampaging troll hit the cafeteria. She recognised the similar grey skin and horns that Gamzee had but this one seemed far angrier and...what was that he was covered with?

Not that it mattered once the first drone was decapitated and she saw what she knew to be blood. Her next action was brought more from instinct than any form of rational thinking; she was on her feet in an instant, hurling her fan towards the troll. Not that she expected it to do much damage but if she could get the troll's attention, maybe she could help.

Or maybe she'd come to regret getting involved at all, but it was too late to worry about that now.

[wwaterboy]

And then someone fucking attacks him.

Well good. Maybe that means he's getting the tower's attention. The fan strikes and it hurts, and he turns with a snarl, dropping the body of his latest victim.

"Wwas it you?" he snarls, stalking towards the girl with purple eyes bright and shark's teeth bared threateningly.

[fans_fire]

Yukiko's eyes widen and she stumbles back a little as he stalks towards her. She's not used to fighting by herself and she's suddenly remembering why she's always acted as the support rather than as the firepower.

"W-was what me?"

After all, her answer was very much dependent on what she was being asked.

[caliginous]

[The cerulean hears Eridan before he sees what he's doing, and he can't help but roll his eyes a little. There's no way this is his Eridan if he's making threats against random people but, just in case, he heads toward the sound at a leisurely pace, hands in his pockets.

Sure enough, he finds the highblooded (lowblooded? he doesn't even know anymore) Eridan covered in crimson and tyrian. His jaw hangs a little, though not because he's murdering drones...

The only tyrians he'd seen in the tower was Nepeta and Condesce, and he hadn't seen Nepeta in a long time.]

Oi! What the fuck are you doing?

[If this joker killed Nepeta for no reason, they were going to have some Words. This time, his scythes are strapped to his back -- he had taken to carrying them around after he lost Terezi and Kanaya to the game with the teddy bears.]

[wwaterboy]

[He hears the demand and turns, narrowing his eyes at Karkat.]

Just wwalk awway, dirt-scraper. It's not nothing to fuckin do wwith you!

[caliginous]

You don't get to give me orders, fishbreath, and if that's who's blood I think it is, it could have a lot to do with me real quick.

[He's not stupid though, nor is he much of a fighter, so he keeps his distance for the moment. Besides, this guy is nothing compared to Captor, judging by the few times he's had to deal with them both.]

Even if it ain't, you're making a racket that's gonna send the whole god damn tower into a screaming feeding frenzy of blood and vengeance that will be christened through the ages as "That One Time People Went Insane And The Tower Administration Unleashed Torture On The Entire Populace". Here's a spoiler: You won't win that fight against anything but the drones, so put the damn knife down before you do something even more colossally stupid.

[ceruleanspid8r]

Vriska was just passing the cafeteria when she heard the commotion. Peeking her head around the door, she couldn't help but grin to herself as she saw the rampaging sea dweller. Looked like things were getting interesting.

She made her way over, expression showing no trace of any acknowledgement that this might be a bad idea. "You know, that only works if they have anything useful to say in the first place."

[wwaterboy]

"Fuck off, dirt-muncher," Eridan snarls. "I don't havve time for you!"

He grabs another, slicing into its belly. Yeah, they're stupid and useless, but maybe if he kills enough of them, it'll get someone's attention.

[ceruleanspid8r]

Vriska just chuckles at his dismissal. "And here I was about to offer my assistance. But hey, if you just want to kill things that can't fight back all day, go ahead. I'm sure someone, somewhere will be real impressed."

[2nd_dii2ciiple]

That's... oh, god, that's one of Dualscar's Descendants going on a rampage over there. The 'lowblood' one, Ψ thinks, based on his age, but who can ever be sure in this place? Though it looks like Willow is trying to calm him, so that's another indication.

Should he try to do something? This Eridan is a lowblood despite being a seadweller, so he wouldn't automatically cull Ψiioniic for interfering. Then again, he's not doing anything so far but ranting and killing drones, which Ψ has no love for.

He's also covered in tyrian blood, which makes Ψ feel sick. He edges closer. "What... what happened? Eridan? That blood..."

[wwaterboy]

Eridan whirls, knife poised, thinking for a moment that it's his kismesis, until he blinks the blood from his vision and realizes that this one is too tentative, and wearing entirely the wrong clothing. It's that slave version of Sollux, or whatever he is - Sollux' ancestor, not him himself.

He really doesn't care right now.

"Fuck off, dirt scraper!" he snarls. "They killed my moirail. They killed my fuckin' moirail, and I'm not gonna let you stop me!"

[2nd_dii2ciiple]

"I'm not... I'm not trying to thtop you," Ψiioniic shakes his head frantically, backing up a step with his hands up, power crackling over his fingers and between his horns. It's a panic reflex, not an attempt to use them against Eridan. "Who killed her? The droneth?"

That seems unlikely to him, although in this god-forsaken place, you never knew. But if it wasn't the drones who killed his moirail - who was his moirail? - then hurting the drones isn't going to accomplish anything but panicking people.

Cafeteria

[animusnpcs]

[The elevator opens--but the red-collared retrieval units step out and don't allow anyone to get anywhere near close enough to stepping on before the doors close behind them. There are two of them, and they're approaching Eridan in lockstep.]

[wwaterboy]

[He doesn't notice at first, standing amongst the bloody corpses of the kitchen staff and talking to Willow. But soon he sees someone coming and turns, half-shying behind Willow, and half lifting his knife in threat]

Maybe they knoww.

[guiltapalooza]

[She turns in unison with him, automatically moving to face the threat. But something about this makes her heart race again, blood pounding in her ears. She's heard of the red-collared units, but never ran into them before.]

Eridan, stay behind me. [Willow lifts a hand and snaps a barrier into place several feet ahead of them, between them and the retrieval units. It's almost entirely transparent, but shimmers opalescent like a force field when it catches the light.]

[cullionfish]

[The Condescension was through with her activities for the day, save for eating. Today it seemed she wasn't interested in picking her meal from the exotic tank housed in the Tower -- instead, she would opt for the cafeteria, if only for a change of pace that was so hard to find in such a monotonous setting.

That's when she spots the young seadweller and his murdering rampage. At first, she grins a little -- finally, a highblood behaving as a highblood should, and Dualscar's descendant, no less. How unfortunate that the wriggler be more violent than the adult.

And then she spots the tyrian blood, piquing a curiosity in the back of her mind. Had he murdered the heiress? When had she arrived to the tower in the first place?

She waits until he's done killing his victim before she speaks up from across the cafeteria.]

That's quite a lot of blood on your hands.

[wwaterboy]

[He barely registers the call, but he looks around just enough to realize it's the Condesce who spoke to him. He remembers their one conversation, and it's enough to get him sneering at her, then turning his back deliberately and going after a second victim.]

It's none a your fuckin' business.

[agoodoffen2e]

[Sollux heard the god-awful noise Eridan was making up in his room, and it put him on alert. So he follows him, flying after him far enough back to avoid being seen until he figures out what's going on - to tell him to keep it the fuck down, of course, not because he was worried or anything.

Once he reaches the cafeteria, more than a few paces behind Eridan, he's already onto his second victim.]

Ee-dee what the fuck are yo- Holy shit! What did you do?! What are you doing!?

[wwaterboy]

[Eridan was far too preoccupied to notice Sollux flying after him, totally focused on what he was doing, what he intended to do, and consumed by the rage that was just barely holding back the crippling grief.

But Sollux' voice does pull him from his rage enough to respond. He glances at him, and sees with a jolt that it's really his kismesis, not another Sollux, which made him a proper highblood. A highblood who likely would see him as violent and possibly even feral in this state.

Fuck him.]

Just stay out a my wway, Sol!