[Collar Fluid Research] || [Open Mingle]

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Characters: Anyone who's part of a science team!
Setting: Whichever floor your team is working on.
Format: Prose or action, whichever you prefer.

Summary: It's been two months and a half since the researches have started and they should come to an end by next month. At this point the scientists should be realizing they're getting somewhere, they just need more time to figure everything out. Because it'll end soon, this log is so every team can mingle and play out scenes of the research effort-- If that's not already been done!

The teams can all be found here. The list is not up to date, but it's a general idea of what the teams look like. Just, feel free to reply to the thread of the team you belong to! The threads may be backdatted, given the ongoing Sephiroth plot may make some character unavailable. As the team have to move a lot, there is no set floor so pick whichever one you want. If you'd like to participate, you can sign-up here!

Warnings: Absolutely nothing! Well, unless you decide to play out a monster attacking your team. Or if you are part of the Violet and Orange teams, maybe.

Violet Fluid Team
Indigo Fluid Team
Blue Fluid Team
Green Fluid Team
Yellow Fluid Team
Orange Fluid Team
Clear Fluid Team

Comments

[monstrueux]

Hm.

[Very gravely, Gilles looked over Gamzee and the pen. After a moment, he held out his hand.]

Give it to me.

[hystericull]

This one's broke, nookblister!!

[He gave his eyes a hearty roll, waggling the pen between his fingers.]

You motherfuckin' deaf or something!? I said get a fuckin' new one!

[monstrueux]

[What a lovely creature, Gilles thinks, enchanted. Is it a demon?]

Be not distressed, mon cher. I require it to comply with your request!

[He's just going to go over there and try to take the pen now, but he doesn't seem to be upset by this at all.]

[hystericull]

[This one spoke the language of the Naked Human. That was not an experience he wanted to relive. Putting that thought immediately out of his mind, Gamzee gave the pen up without much of a fight.]

'Course. 'Cause everyone needs a fuckin' visual when a motherfucker all tells in them to go grab a fucking pen.

Take it, for fuck's sake.

[monstrueux]

[In Gilles' defense, they didn't have such pens in the 15th century, and he might actually have needed a visual, as he knew nothing about them. But that isn't what Gilles has in mind. He doesn't know where to get a pen, and making new things is difficult, so he'll fix this one!

He stares at it, and after a moment, the pen starts to glow. The broken casing heals over, and it fills up with ink that holds a faint and baleful purple light.

This done, Gilles hands the pen back. Congratulations, your pen is now an evil pen.]

[hystericull]

[Gamzee's sour puss practically melts away as the pen starts to transform in front of him. He gives a double take, scooting forward in his chair a little and staring at the thing with a gross, childlike entrancement.]

Whoaa...

[It. Glows.]

[IT GLOWS PURPLE.]

MOTHERFUCK ME THIS INK SQUIRTER BE FUCKING BITCHTITS, YO!!!

[Gamzee's voice is loud enough to bounce off of the bare, metal walls of the morgue. He snatches the pen back with a renewed vigor, inspecting it with wide eyes and lapping up drool from his bottom lip.]

How the fuck did you do that, bro!? How the fuck did you make it magic!?

threadjacking sorry

[terreifying]

Wow, cool!

[Rei is simultaneously attracted by the loud noise and the pretty colors.]

Is it really magic? Let me see!

[She drops her orc and snatches at the pen.]

[hystericull]

[There is a snarl that sounds almost feral (not being human has its advantages when one wants to make a decently intimidating guttural noise) and Gamzee yanks the pen back, grabbing on to it like his fucking life depended on it.]

Get the fuck away! You was just all happy with your stupid bear two motherfuckin' secs ago, little shit!

[terreifying]

[Rei continues to grin, showing no apprehension about the noise. She's heard worse before.]

Well, I'll trade you! You can play with my doll and I can play with the pen.

[monstrueux]

[Gilles is delighted by Gamzee's screaming. He couldn't have hoped for a better reaction, and he's glad to have pleased him--demon or whatever he might be.]

I am pleased it delights you! Did I not say I would assist you? I am a sorcerer, and this power is given to me!

[Even though his powers are not that great overall, he can fix pens, no problem! He's not quite sure what the magical effects of it are going to be... He should probably figure that out.

When Rei snatches for the pen, he watches with interest, but does not intervene, staring at Gamzee in delight.]

Such passion and ferocity... It's inspiring!

[hystericull]

[Gamzee will be happy to test the pen's magical attributes, no matter the side effects. He has always been something of a guinea pig, and as much as he's been prodded and tested on, it never seemed to quell his curiosity.]

[However, there is a much more serious task at hand, here, and that is a little girl trying to take his only remaining happiness away. Gamzee never had siblings, never had to share anything in his life until he met his teammates. Back then, the prospect of sharing somehow didn't seem to bother him at all. It did now.]

Go fuck yourself, nookrag!!

[His fangs were still bared, a good inch long from where they stuck out of his purple gums. Twisted and stained from years of drug use, they were hideous to look at, but still sharp as knives. Rei didn't seem like the type to be deterred by them, in any case, it didn't stop him from flashing them to get her to back off.]

I'll fuckin' be all jabbing this motherfucker in every god damn orifice you got in your stupid pink body, how 'bout fuckin' that!?

[doctor_dismemberment]

[From somewhere on the other side of the room, Richtofen sighs. Gamzee's screaming again. Joy. He watches the situation for a few moments, and, when it seems like it won't calm down on its own, he steps in.]

Gamzee.

[His voice is stern, more like a parent than a superior. He approaches the trio with his hands on his hips.]

Would you calm down? There is no need to be making such a fuss in front of our new teammate like that!

[terreifying]

[Rei rolls her eyes...and then extends her hand, willing it to lengthen out until it looks like a pink rubber whip.]

Come on already. Not like I'm going to run off with it.

[She snatches at it with her lengthened arm. However, she's distracted by Richtofen.]

Oh...I guess you're right. I'll stop too.

[monstrueux]

[Gilles becomes progressively more excited as Gamzee does. When he lashes out with his striking fangs, it's almost too much to bear, and he hopes to see skin torn open, and a wash of blood.... if only. He would be happy to see the two of them tear each other apart, because not murdering people has been hard on him. The thought of the pen being used as a weapon delights him.]

No, no, let him do as he likes! I wish to see more. It is a glorious display.

[That said, he does offer a warning.]

The pen may be cursed, perhaps it should not be taken from its rightful owner.

[Gilles doesn't mind admitting that his knowledge of and control over his magic is less than perfect. And then it's over, so quickly, but he doesn't seem to mind this either. He's in such a wonderful mood. This has cheered him up immensely.]

[hystericull]

[Trust him, Gilles, he is right with you, there. There would have been nothing better than to slaughter this girl right here and now. Nothing more satisfying, nothing more utterly divine than to tear her face open and watch the blood drip down her clavicles and little ta tas...]

[He needed to kill something. He was't angry when he started working today, but this little altercation had him all riled up, now. He hadn't done anything to work off the grief and stress he'd been under all week. He put it away and drowned it out until it was bursting at his seams again, and he dug his claws at the desk until he made grooves in the metal.]

[Richtofen was here, now, with his disgusting face and his putrid mouth spewing out those godawful commands that tore at his eardrums until he wanted to drive the fucking pen into his lungs so hard that he punctured them--]

SHUT THE MOTHERFUCK UP! SHUT. YOUR FUCKING COCK HOLE. IF YOU ALL LET OUT ONE MORE GOD DAMN LITTLE PEEP I'LL FUCKIN' DEFLATE THOSE AIR SACS YOURS.

[He pointed the pen at Richtofen, drool again dripping from his lips. He was in a mood, now. He was content with being the paper pusher until everyoNE GOT UP IN HIS FUCKING GRILL.]

THIS DON'T FUCKING CONCERN YOU, GRAMPS!!!

[doctor_dismemberment]

[Richtofen would also be down to hop on the murder train, but he's trying not to let people know that. Gamzee's incessant screaming grinds on his nerves and damn near drowns out the voices shouting inside of his own head, and soon enough, his eye is twitching.]

This. This is a display you find tolerable? [He's talking to Gilles, but looking at Gamzee.] Far be it from me to question a man's tastes, but...

[Yup, he's just not even going to answer Gamzee. It's all he can do not to shrug his gun off of the strap holding it to his back and fire on the little bastard's torso until his purple guts spill out.

Ugh. His head hurts.]

[nottheonly]

...Is this what you're like when you're really pissed. Without that chip?

[Rei cocks her head, curious. At the same time, there's something condescending in her tone. Like she's definitely seen worse and a mere temper tantrum that doesn't include hulking out into an eight foot monster is unimpressive.]

[monstrueux]

[Gilles is not as skilled at hiding his murderous inclinations. He would also enjoy it very much if Richtofen were to shoot Gamzee and cover the floor with blood (especially purple blood). Surely there's nothing wrong with that. He's not killing innocents, just as he promised Jeanne!

He can see the killing rage in Gamzee, and he empathizes with it, his breath coming faster as he listens to the screaming and watches Gamzee drool.]

He is expressing himself! I see no harm in it. It may do him good!

[midgarhorizon]

[Meanwhile, Reno is in the corner facepalming the shit out of his forehead.]

[hystericull]

[Everyone in this room save for Rei suddenly ceased to exist to him. Eyes twitching, they only stilled once they were blasted wide open, pupils wavering for a bit before swiveling to focus on the girl. Did she... really... just say that!?]

[In front of Richtofen.]

[He had deliberately withheld all information about his microchip from the doctor who was responsible for its removal. Failure to do so would have probably resulted in Richtofen refusing to extract it at all. That awful, wretched little motherfucking bitch. She was not going to compromise his only safety net. She was going to die.]

[With a noise of similar ferocity, Gamzee thoughtlessly discarded his pen - the job at hand required more teeth and more claws. He never broke eye contact, vaulting over the desk in a flurry of papers and arms and legs. In an instant, he was on her, muted and serrated edges of bones and teeth, tearing at whatever inches of her he could, scoring lines through flesh and sinking his long, thick fangs into any meat available to him.]

[Usually it took a little more than a few verbal jabs to send him into a fury, but the mundane monotony of the paperwork was the last carbonated thread holding his shaken-up emotions in its little plastic bottle. Tearing into her felt so good, so cathartic. He never, ever wanted to stop.]

[nottheonly]

[Rei only gives a tiny pained gasp and a slight wince as Gamzee tears into her. Immediately after, self-defense takes over her mind. Gamzee is no better than a monster now, and monsters are for killing. Even as Gamzee claws and bites her, her arms extend more and more, snaking around his arms and looping several times around his neck for a choke hold. Meanwhile, her legs kick and thrash, trying to knock away his claws. As quickly as she heals, he's tearing her apart in uninjured places just as quickly, resulting in some sort of stalemate.]

[midgarhorizon]

Hey! HEY! GAMZEE! [Reno dives into action, reaching out to grab Gamzee's shoulders, his back, whatever he could grab a hold on, trying to pry him off of Rei and away.]

JUST DON'T STAND THERE! [He's yelling at the others, vaguely realizing that something really weird is happening with Rei and it might not end well if they didn't get separated immediately.]

[doctor_dismemberment]

[Oh.

Oh.

Richtofen doesn't react immediately. He looks vaguely shell-shocked, as if he's just been hit with some great realization.

The chip. The strange, inexplicable little microchip that he oh-so-duitifully took out of Gamzee's head, the one that he had meant to try to prod at before he got involved with the collar fluid research. Rei's implication seemed to be that it suppressed a part of Gamzee's personality. So... His anger, then?

For a second, he just stares at the chaos, until, abruptly, Reno's yelling snaps him back to reality. He snaps to action, strips his gun off of his back and jumps in, rearing up to give Gamzee a good smack with the back of it. He's aiming for the back of his head, but anywhere will do, really.]

Down! Down, swine! Get off of her!

[monstrueux]

[Gilles, meanwhile, is doing absolutely nothing to help in any imaginable way. Well, he does pick up the pen. Otherwise, he's watching them fight. Watching the blood. He raises a hand to his face, teeth biting down on his knuckles.]

Ah--yes! Tear each other to pieces! Let them dance. It won't harm them!

[They'll only return to life, so why not let them tear each other apart? Nonetheless, Gilles does summon a couple of his enormous, barbed tentacle monsters, although it's not clear for what reason. Their long arms wave slowly as they linger at his side.

Gilles is having a lovely time. When things grow chaotic, it pleases him, because then his chaotic mind can finally make sense of things.]

[swordofzero]

[Suzaku had been trying to ignore the argument, but when it escalated he rushed over. Reno and Richtofen seemed to have Gamzee in hand so he reached out to grab Rei, ignoring the strange arms for now, just trying to seperate her from the troll.] Calm down. Both of you.