i'm becoming insane

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Characters: craaaaaaaazy8s, foretolds, pchaaair, knightofmind, romcomedian, cancerousnubs
Setting: Floor 15
Format: Action but I'll match.
Summary: Vriska flips her shit over Terezi and AU Vriska's seeming new friendship. Shit hits the whirling device.
Warnings: Character death, character maiming / broken bones

[Vriska's mind was gone, and the paced the room, waiting. Waiting waiting waiting. Would Terezi even show up? No, that wasn't even an issue. Of course she would show up, Vriska knew her. Knew what would get her attention, knew what would draw her in.

All she needed to do was wait for her arrival. She wasn't sure what she was going to do, she couldn't think straight. She was running on instinct alone. When Terezi arrived, she'd know exactly what to do. She could feel it. But something had to happened. She absolutely would not accept being rejected and replaced by that stupid royalblood with her face.]

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TEREZI PYROPE

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[Terezi doesn't turn down the invitation for a number of reasons, foremost being that if she doesn't show up, she wouldn't be surprised if Vriska took it out on someone else. Like Tavros.

She also has an idea why Vriska is calling her out, and when she arrives, she has her cane clenched comfortably in one hand. She looks remarkably unconcerned, which might just make things worse.]

Jealousy is pretty gross, Vriska!

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[She whirls on Terezi the moment she enters the room, eyes a little dilated as the blood rushes in her ears. Finally! Her lips twist upwards in a sneer, fists clenched.

When she takes in Terezi's relaxed demeanor, her lips twitch, almost dropping the grin. But she maintains it, tries to hide how crazy it drives her that Terezi doesn't care.]

Who the hell is jealous? Not me! I'm just finally sick of your shit, Pyrope!

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[Terezi sighs, tilting her head.]

I have been sick of your shit for perigees! But did I give you some immature, public call out? No!

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Not my fault you don't know how to take the initiative!

[Her grin falters again, and her eyes narrow. Terezi isn't responding at all. Not the way she expects. Is she doing it to just piss her off? Or does she really just not care about her anymore?

Has she really replaced to her that degree? Her fists clench tightly, nails digging sharply into her palms.]

What the hell is your deal??

TAVROS NITRAM

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[After Tavros had realized what happened, well-- Vriska went back on her promise. This is the sort of stuff she promised she wouldn't do and it was happening. He took off, grabbing something to defend himself with (it wasn't much - just a stick - and he realized it probably wouldn't do much damnage, but it was still better than nothing.)

So, here is Tavros, looking determined and ready to take Vriska on.]

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[Vriska had been prepared to leave the floor, to leave the limp body on the floor where it is. And then she saw Tavros, and her eyes narrowed. Damn it. She doesn't want to see him.

He probably prefers that stupid tyrian blood over her too. Of course he does. Everyone prefers her. Her teeth grind together at the thought, and she glares at him.]

What do you want, Nitram? Gonna try to stop me again? Too little, too late, as always!

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Why did you do that?

[He was angry-- she promised, and yes, they were trolls, but... he had to know. There had to be a reason.]

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Because I felt like it! She was treating me poorly and she's lower on the hemospectrum, I'm allowed to punish that kind of thing. You got a problem with it, Pupa?

[She won't admit it's jealously. Not to Tavros, not to anyone.]

[AU] TAVROS NITRAM

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[Something wasn't right. His brownself had headed off and hadn't come back, which was a little worrying to say the least.

Was the cerulean Vriska involved? Since there were bad things between them from what he was told. So going to look for him and going up the stairs, until he got to floor 15.

...Terezi and the other Tavros on the ground. Cerulean Vriska standing.

He didn't have anything to protect himself with.

Fuck.]

...What did you do? [Oh, this was not good.]

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[Vriska grinds her teeth together, fists clenching and un-clenching. Damn it. Why did people keep interfering? This was supposed to be between her and Terezi, no one else.

She glares at him.]

What the hell does it look like? Are you really asking such a stupid question??

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[Baring his teeth at her. Need to keep calm.]

Fine. Why, then? Why did you do this?

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Because I felt like it! Stick around and you'll be next.

[AU] KARKAT VANTAS

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[Karkat had never been physically fit by any stretch of the imagination and considering Vriska had named the area of choice as one of the highest floors in the tower, it was taking him quite some time to get up there.

But he wouldn't slow down -- what he knew of Terezi and Vriska, this confrontation wasn't about to be a pretty one. He had to step in before it was too late. It was his job. If anyone else died because he hadn't been watching them close enough--

And that was when he saw it. Vriska splattered with teal, a very dead Terezi, and both Tavroses passed out on the ground. He looked incredulously between the three before settling his gaze on the other cerulean.

There was an audible crack of his knuckles as they clenched. It wasn't a motion they were used to, considering how little he really fought in the grand scheme of things. Sharp and pointed fangs were bared against each other, pupils dilating with rage. Normally, he would talk. On any other day at any other point in his timeline, he might have taken it in stride and tried to repair the damage.

No. He was tired of seeing his friends die.

He stepped around the various Tavroses that littered the ground, face moving to something feigning passiveness. For a moment he took a deep breath when he was within a few feet of Vriska...

And then promptly attempted to leap at her and pin her to the wall by her throat.]

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[Damn it, she was tired of this. Every time she thought she was done, someone else showed up. Was everyone that fucking excited to die today? Jegus, it was just supposed to be Terezi! Why did everyone have to get involved?

She growled when he lunged at her, meeting him, denying him the satisfaction of pinning her down.]

Pretty stupid of you to come after me! Don't you see you're outclassed? [She flicks her hand towards the bodies before balling it into a fist and swinging it at his face.]

Wellllllll, whatever!

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[He took the punch without a flinch, growling and grabbing her wrists instead, attempting to sweep his leg and trip her. If he couldn't pin her, he doubted his abilities to do any damage to her at all.

Right now, he really didn't care. He just wanted her to cause her as much pain as possible -- there was a vague intent to kill in his eyes if she looked close enough.

If he managed to pin her, she'll find a fist straight in her jaw.]

What. the. FUCK. is. WRONG. WITH. YOU?!

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[Damn it- her head snaps to the side when his fist connects with her face. Her anger flares anew, eyes widening. It's a dumb move, but one she expects to be productive. She lunges forward with her face to try to headbutt him as she kicks at him to get him off of her.

She hates being pinned. Hates it so much.]

There's nothing wrong with me. Absolutely nothing! This doesn't even concern you.

INFIRMARY - [AU] KARKAT VANTAS, VRISKA SERKET, [OU] KARKAT VANTAS

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[There's an intangible groan from Karkat after a flight or two and his breathing turns to wheezing. The squeezing she's doing to try and hold up his body is really doing more harm than good to his injuries.

He's not looking too good. Gray skin has paled considerably and a cool sweat clings to his skin.]

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[She grunts, slowing to a halt to lean against the wall. Damn, this is hard with both of them injured, and she's lost more blood than she's willing to admit. Her breathing is a little labored as her grip loosens a little, but not enough to drop him.]

Jesus, carry some of your own weight, why don't you?

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[When the two were passing by floor 14, the credits of whatever movie Karkat was just watching were rolling by on the screen, lazily and carelessly. With the mindnumbing media over, and the world finally opening back up to him, he easily hears heavy breathing and familiar voices coming from the stairs.

Leaving his things were they were, he follows them. He notices splatters of blue blood trailing from higher up the stairs, and an uneasy feeling tears at his insides and whatever placated mood he had been in before is now drowned with an awful sense of dread and anxiety. Luckily, he easily catches up to them on the floor below where they both barely resist collapsing against the wall.]

Jesus fuck, what the hell happened to you two? [Yeah, no, maybe now's not the best time to drill them for answers, other Karkat looks pretty bad and he's not used to Vriska being this pathetic looking.] Need help?

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[Karkat looks fairly incapable of speech right this second, but he does notice his alternate's voice and turns to look at him a bit coldly. He hadn't wanted him to see him like this, but its hard to focus on that for long. There's a distinct flinch before he forces himself to look down at the floor.

Vriska can explain it, even if he knows she won't. Maybe later. If nothing else, he could explain after he had some fucking medical attention. Breathing hurt so badly.]