towerofanimus | i'm becoming insane

Entry tags:

i'm becoming insane

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 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!

[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!

[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!

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??

[That finally gets a frown out of her.]

We are not friends anymore. You are just a loose cannon I need to watch. What is your problem?

[She thought she'd snapped before, when she had seen that stupid network post, but it was nothing compared to the whiplash that statement brought.

She lunges, grabbing Terezi's shirt and shoving her up against the wall, eyes narrowing.]

You're my problem!

[The impact of the wall against her ribs forces the breath out of her lungs. Her hands lock onto Vriska's wrists instinctively, claws digging into her skin.]

Let go.

And if I don't? What are you going to do?

[Her grip tightens, and she pulls her away from the wall to slam her back into it.]

[Terezi's breath is forced out again with a sharp grunt, and her grip tightens until she feels warm blood underneath her fingertips.]

Let go.

[She doesn't flinch away when her blood drips down her wrists, but her eyes widen slightly.]

Make me.

[Her knee shoots up, aimed at Terezi's stomach.]

Edited 2011-10-01 05:36 (UTC)

[Terezi just barely bites back a cry as she drops Vriska's wrists and attempts to double over instinctively. She's stopped by Vriska's hands in her shirt, of course, and struggles to catch her breath again.]

Fine. I will.

[She's going to try to shove Vriska off. If that works, she'll reach for her cane and swing it at the girl's head.]

[Vriska's head cracks to the side, but she uses the moment as a chance to try to grab the staff and yank it away.]

You'll have to do better than that!

[Terezi holds on tight, yanking back.]

I don't have to try at all when it comes to you.

[Her anger boils over. Shit, Terezi knows just how to get to her. Vriska grabs for her hair and yanks.]

Bullshit! You're outmatched when it comes to me.

[Terezi grits her teeth as her head is pulled to the side, keeping her face carefully stoic.]

Maybe physically.

[Terezi takes this chance to pull her cane out of Vriska's hand and unsheathe the swords, trying to duck away.]

In every possible way! I'm better than you.

[Shit- Vriska jumps away and out of range. She cocks her head to the side, eyes narrowed as her mind scrambles for a solution to the problem.

And then she has it. She pulls her dice out, tossing them up once before she flings them across the ground. She cheats the roll, knowing the outcome that she wants and needs to have something to fight with.]

You'll see soon enough, just how much greater I am.

[The dice land, and light springs up from the pips in the dice. 8^y]

[Terezi is perfectly aware she can't win against Vriska in a fair fight, especially if she decides to steal Terezi's luck. But maybe she can make the cerulean blood angry enough to make a stupid mistake.

This move, though, is new, and Terezi steps back instinctively, swords raised.]

You will never be better than me! It's too bad, isn't it? You try so, so hard, but nothing ever works.

Edited 2011-10-01 07:07 (UTC)

Shut up! You have no idea how great I am.

[When the sword materializes in her hand, she digs her fingers into the hilt, the blue aura around her pulsing a little more intensely. The only warning before she lunges back towards Terezi, swinging the weapon in her direction.]

[Terezi's own sword comes up automatically, blocking Vriska's. But Vriska is much stronger, and Terezi is forced to step back from the force.]

This is pathetic.

You're pathetic, Pyrope!

[She pulls back only to try striking her again, angling her blade to try to get a cut in on her arm.]

[Terezi isn't fast enough this time, and she cries out as the blade bites into her arm, stumbling backwards again.]

I am not the one who is jealous, am I?

I told you I wasn't! Quit assuming that's what this is about!

[She's satisfied to see her blade come away with teal on it. But it's not enough. But it will never be enough. She know's it already from the words 'we aren't friends' reverberating in through her skull.]

[Vriska's scent changes immediately, and when Terezi catches the familiar sour, sharp smell of her lie, she feels a rush of sudden anger. She is sick of Vriska lying, sick of her never ever admitting to anything. And maybe just a bit of that rage is at herself for ever falling for Vriska's lies at all. It got Tavros hurt, and Sollux and Aradia. She still hasn't stopped toying with Terezi's friends, even after all this time.]

You can't lie this time, Vriska. I am not a stupid wriggler anymore!

[The sudden rush of adrenaline gives Terezi's next swing added force, and she steps forward, trying force Vriska back.]

Edited 2011-10-01 08:34 (UTC)

Obviously you are if you actually think you can beat me! If you were smart would you have actually come up here?

[She growls, forced a few steps back. But she's not having it. She won't be bested by Terezi again. Not in another area of their life. Terezi is better everything else except this. This- this is where Vriska's expertise lies. If she's better at anything, it has to be this.

She rights her footing, squatting a little to keep from being pushed back further.]

[Seers don't fight. Seers support. This is most definitely not Terezi's area of expertise, but she isn't going to back down from Vriska. She takes a deep breath, chest still aching and arm throbbing.

She promised Karkat she wouldn't kill Vriska.

Fuck.]

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