Open! Eridan's intro post

[allthefeelings.livejournal.com]

Characters: Eridan Ampora and anyone who feels inclined to encounter him
Setting: Dormitory hallways/Anywhere you need him, really; late night
Format: Anything you want
Summary: Eridan arrives, prepare to deal with a mentally and emotionally unstable troll.
Warnings: Swearing. Like a sailor. Ha ha ha.

Eridan is wandering aimlessly through the Tower halls and floors. There's a part of him that really wants to find someone he knows but then the other part of him is telling him that what he should be doing right now is hiding in his room in the event that the very same thing is an issue.

He's changed into his regular clothing, at least, and he has his longest scarf wrapped around his neck and presumably collar in a slight bundle. He's also not really paying much attention to where he's walking. He seems pretty zoned out.

Comments

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

I've only seen one of each so far. [s h r u g]

[allthefeelings.livejournal.com]

Wwell that's somethin' at least, it'd be fuckin' wweird otherwwise.

[Oh. Hey. It's a Kar who doesn't know what he's done. He relaxes almost completely after realising this.]

So wwhat is this fuckin' place, really? Wwhy wwould they wwait until Alternia had been destroyed for fuckin' perigees before bringin' us here?

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

Fuck if I know. All I've gotten out of it is what you know, and the fact that whoever is behind all of this its a sadistic fucking piece of shit.

[allthefeelings.livejournal.com]

Wwhat makes you say that? I mean it's pretty fuckin' suspicious, Kar, but I havven't encountered anythin' outright sadistic yet.

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

That's because you weren't here a week ago. You won't believe me until you see it yourself anyway.

So welcome to castle wonderfuck, I guess.

[allthefeelings.livejournal.com]

Wwell you can at least fuckin' try me. Wwhat happened a wweek ago?

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

Three words, Ampora.

[Holding up three fingers for emphasis, ticking them down as he says each word.]

Soul. Sucking. Ghosts.

[allthefeelings.livejournal.com]

[Eridan looks sceptical.]

Wwhat do you mean, soul suckin'?

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

Just what I fucking said. You walked up to these assholes and it felt like you were dying.

[allthefeelings.livejournal.com]

Did anyone try shootin' them or anythin'? Wwhy wwould you fuckin' wwalk up to them in the first place, it all sounds fairly idiotic to me. Could they do anythin' else or wwere they actually that useless?

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

They didn't look like ghosts, fuckwad.

They looked like your friends. Talked like them too. There was no way of telling the difference until they got too close.

[allthefeelings.livejournal.com]

Wwhy wwould anyone evven bother approachin' anyone? Once you kneww about the ghosts?

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[Deadeyeing so hard.]

No fucking shit, Sherlock. I woke up to this crap.

[allthefeelings.livejournal.com]

So is there any possible reason wwhy'd they'd end up goin' awway again?