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Characters: Terezi and you!
Setting: Dormitory hallways
Format: Action to start, but I'll match!
Summary: Clearly the giant, plain white walls of the tower make the best canvas.
Warnings: Nope

[Terezi has made a horrible mess of the hallway. There's multicolored pieces of chalk strewn all over the floor, and smears of chalk covering her hands and clothes and... mouth? But Terezi is intent on the wall, which she's drawn a giant, lopsided dragon on in bright red chalk. She's standing on her tiptoes to add the top of its wing.

Underneath the dragon are smaller pictures: An orange, winged boy that is clearly Davesprite, a similar looking boy in red, most of the trolls in the tower in their corresponding blood colors, and a strange, monstrous thing surrounded by nooses.]

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[Casually shaking his head.]

Better.

[She elbows him gently, then draws another Sollux. It's her Sollux, though, in yellow with bicolored glasses.]

[Quietly watching without comment, though he subconsciously chews on the inside of his lip. Instead, he'll wipe the blue residue chalk off his fingers on a blank part of the wall.]

[She taps the blank spot beside her drawing and turns to him.]

Draw yours.

[He looks at Terezi uncertainly (uncomfortably? hard to tell) before tentatively picking up a piece of magenta chalk and doing as he's asked. He hesitates when he has to draw his expression -- and opts for something friendlier.

Then he copies the same drawing with a much angrier expression and simply drops the chalk back in the pile with the rest.]

[She pauses, studying the drawing for a moment, but doesn't ask. Next, she draws Nepeta in green, and waits for his rendition again.]

[He can't quite find the correct shade, so he picks up the pink chalk and mimics her with much greater ease.]

[She giggles, leaning forward to sniff his Nepeta.]

Nepeta is a seadweller?

Her and Sollux, yeah. She was next in line for Empress.

Weird!

[It's hard to imagine Nepeta without her cat obsession.]

What about Vriska?

[Locating the crappy orange and doodling her, but he stops half way]

Wait--fuck that's wrong.

[Grabbing yellow to color over her outfit and giving her wings.]

[She wrinkles her nose.]

What is she?

God tier. She's the only one who made it, even if it was a fucking fluke.

[Spinning the brown-orange between his fingers. He sounds a little bitter.

...oh wait he probably shouldn't have mentioned that last part.]

[Huff!]

I know that, stupid. I mean, what's her title? And why was it a fluke?

Knight of Life.

[...does he really have to answer that second question...]

[Poking him! Continue, bro.]

[Pursing his lips casually.]

Because I'm the one who got her there.

Oh.

[Doesn't sound like a fluke to her, exactly, but whatever.]

What is your Vriska like?

Kind of a huge wriggler. Not really anything like your's, honestly.

At least, not that I've seen.

Mine is a huge wriggler, too. Just in a different way.

I'm listening.

[She pauses for a moment, considering, then sighs and plops to the ground.]

We used to be best friends. [Again, she hesitates.] Sisters. We were on a FLARP team together. I helped her feed her lusus.

[He opens his mouth, and then closes it again. No, now was not the time to make this about him.]

So what happened?

We would dismantle FLARP teams to find trolls to feed to her, but Vriska and I made a deal to only kill the evildoers. We were like an amazing, ruthless vigilante duo! But she tricked me and fed everyone to her lusus. And then, in one game, she used her powers to make Tavros jump off a cliff, and paralyzed him.

Ah.

[So not ever telling her how he fed his lusus, got it.]

That's kind of shitty.