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What do you mean, hate each other in the right way? There's nothing platonic about bashing me over the head or my wanting to wipe that stupid smirk off his face. I want him on his knees!
[The sound that came from the other end was like a near constant sputtering. It went on for almost thirty seconds. Samantha tried to parse what was being said, as if the very thought that she'd been unintentionally flirting with Gamzee had never entered her mind. And yet, it changed nothing about the fact that she still wanted to beat the troll up. Finally, after a moment, she managed to ask something, that might confirm what was said.]
Is it ... possible that, if someone started doing that... flirting with a kis...whatever, and well, they had a Moirail, would it be normal for a moirail to try and keep them from beating the crap out of each other to keep them out of trouble?
Is it ... possible that, if someone started doing that... flirting with a kis...whatever, and well, they had a Moirail, would it be normal for a moirail to try and keep them from beating the crap out of each other to keep them out of trouble?
That would be more what an auspistice does, if the kismessitude is really just them trying to kill each other or something. A moirail should encourage their moirail to fill their other quadrants. [There's a pause, and she hums thoughtfully.] If the kismessitude was making my moirail get totally out of control, though, I might try to step in, even if it was just to try and get them to find an auspistice!
[She rubbed her fingers through her hair and shook her head.]
Fuck, I really stepped in it. Some of what you're saying's what he said. He was saying this would get totally out of control. I just want to pay that stupid freaking clown back. I don't want to kill him. Why would I want to kill him. He didn't kill me, after all. That freaking clown's just asking for a beating's all.
And now it's like I've started a damned love triangle from hell. Or what the hell am I doing? I just want to punch someone's lights out. It shouldn't be this freaking complicated, Christ!
Fuck, I really stepped in it. Some of what you're saying's what he said. He was saying this would get totally out of control. I just want to pay that stupid freaking clown back. I don't want to kill him. Why would I want to kill him. He didn't kill me, after all. That freaking clown's just asking for a beating's all.
And now it's like I've started a damned love triangle from hell. Or what the hell am I doing? I just want to punch someone's lights out. It shouldn't be this freaking complicated, Christ!
Well it sounds like it's just platonic, to me! But if Gamzee's moirail is saying things will get totally out of control, I think you should listen. A moirail is supposed to know about that stuff--and with my ex-moirail, when he got out of control he was making plans for genocide.
[The eye-rolling can probably be heard in her tone.]
[The eye-rolling can probably be heard in her tone.]
[She growled and ran her fingers through her hair. This was a whole other level she hadn't banked on. It was just a grudge, and yet now there was this whole romantic side. She grunted and shook her head.]
It's easy for him to say. I'm the one that got wanged. I handle my problems, and I don't like other people stepping in and interfering. Freaking stupid clown. He's so irritating!
Genocide? Well, that rules Tavros out. He's a teddy bear with horns.
It's easy for him to say. I'm the one that got wanged. I handle my problems, and I don't like other people stepping in and interfering. Freaking stupid clown. He's so irritating!
Genocide? Well, that rules Tavros out. He's a teddy bear with horns.
I don't blame him, and I really don't want to fight him too. Hell, if it weren't for that freaking clown I'd actually have said I didn't mind Karkat that much. He's just in my way from an ass kicking.
Ugh. Fuck it. I still plan to kick that son of a grub's ass. It's happening one way or another. I'm stubborn about these things, one way or another.
Look, since apparently I'm maybe stepping into some other emotions, is there anything I need to keep in mind? Especially finding a way to deal with this without getting in a fight with Karkat.
Ugh. Fuck it. I still plan to kick that son of a grub's ass. It's happening one way or another. I'm stubborn about these things, one way or another.
Look, since apparently I'm maybe stepping into some other emotions, is there anything I need to keep in mind? Especially finding a way to deal with this without getting in a fight with Karkat.
Bastard stalked me in a mirror maze. We shouted at each other. he giggled, honked and wanged me hard enough to knock me out cold. I want me some payback.
So, you've died too, then? No clue, really. I don't know that much about him, just that I want to beat the turkey up's all.
Gamzee was his problem, and something about shoving shadows in my protein hole if I started something, heh. What you'd expect from a friend, really. And death is pretty much hell, however you cut it. Nobody should have to die twice.
When it comes to a moirail it's--as if you're compelled to take care of them. You pity them and take care of them and it's a really important part of relationships, because if out of control trolls don't have moirails then they'll end up destroying all sorts of things.
So if a moirail is a good moirail then it's worth listening to them, and Karcrab's definitely good at fussing over everyone he cares about, even if you have to get used to the way he says it.
So if a moirail is a good moirail then it's worth listening to them, and Karcrab's definitely good at fussing over everyone he cares about, even if you have to get used to the way he says it.
Let me guess, though. If you really hate someone, you get compelled to do the same thing the other way round, so it's the sort of thing that just ends up being a gigantic clustkerfuck, isn't it?
I'll... think about it, but I won't promise anything. I'm bad at forgiveness. Call it the demon in me.
I'll... think about it, but I won't promise anything. I'm bad at forgiveness. Call it the demon in me.
Death... never stopped me before. This place is no different. I have a bad habit of coming back, like a bad penny. I'll keep it in mind, though.
A small price to pay if it comes down to it. We'll see if this escalates past just wanting to beat the crap out of each other.
... don't bring my name up when you do. It's not like the Clown's not loud, obnoxious or anything, but I don't want other people dragged into my personal issues I have unless they have to be.
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