Equius Zahhak (
stayb100ponyboy) wrote2011-06-13 06:18 pm
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Accidental video
[The SFC feed clicks on, showing a small, darkish bedroom and someone wrapped in blankets like a cocoon, completely swaddled and hidden. The feed rolls cheerfully along for a moment or two, until the blankets shift, falling away as the person under them props himself up on one elbow, his back to the camera. Even without seeing his face, it's pretty difficult to not recognize Equius Zahhak just by his size and broken horn alone.
He reaches out with one hand, fumbling for something on a small table on the other side of the bed. The camera catches just a glimpse of a glass full of water before it shatters in his grip, the breaking sound almost unbearably loud in the otherwise silent room.
Equius' shoulders roll forward, hunching in around his chest, and he appears to study his hand for a moment, watching a few trickles of blue blood run down his fingers, before he grunts and pulls the blankets back over his head. The blankets move around him as he curls into a ball and sighs, deeply, before he stops moving.
The feed keeps running for another couple of minutes before it cuts off.]
[OOC: backdated to before this thread, and the morning after the curse wears off.]
He reaches out with one hand, fumbling for something on a small table on the other side of the bed. The camera catches just a glimpse of a glass full of water before it shatters in his grip, the breaking sound almost unbearably loud in the otherwise silent room.
Equius' shoulders roll forward, hunching in around his chest, and he appears to study his hand for a moment, watching a few trickles of blue blood run down his fingers, before he grunts and pulls the blankets back over his head. The blankets move around him as he curls into a ball and sighs, deeply, before he stops moving.
The feed keeps running for another couple of minutes before it cuts off.]
[OOC: backdated to before this thread, and the morning after the curse wears off.]
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Yes, I am still thirsty.
[He'd forgotten about it after breaking the glass but yes, it is still a thing.]
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Or bad answer, depending on how much Equius dislikes what is going to come next. Because you know what?
It's motherfuckin' Faygo time.
Gamzee's sylladex opens with a blinding flash of colour and he quickly withdraws a bottle of his favourite flavour. Well, actually all flavours are his favourite, but details details.]
We can be sharing. Snap into this motherfucker together, yeah?
Action; wait... does Faygo act like a drug for trolls or is it only slime?
I don't think I have any more glasses. We'd have to drink straight from the bottle.
[After a week of being normal, maybe it's time to live dangerously, now that he's trapped back in his old body.]
Action; haha, I'm sure it can only cause a wicked sugar rush.
[Gamzee easily twists the cap off, the overly sweet scent of the soda hitting the air. And like a good friend, he offers the bottle to Equius first.]
Here ya go, motherfucker.
Action; damn, I was kind of hoping for Stoned!Equius to make an appearance. Oh, well...
[He appreciates the sentiment--really, he does--but he doesn't know what that bottle is made out of, and he can practically guarantee that if he tries to drink from it, he'll end up squeezing it and sloshing pop all over the place.]
Thanks, but you go first.
[He holds up one hand and twitches the fingers]
It's better if I don't try and hold anything full.
Action; Gamzee'll feed him some pie sometime.
But maybe...]
I can hold it.
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[This is going to end up with pop all over his bed, he just knows it. He knows it, and he finds that he doesn't really care.]
All right.
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[Fun fact: this is so not going to be the last time Gamzee makes a mess out of his bed.
Shuffling a bit closer, he glances down at the bottle for a moment, trying to figure out the best way to do this.]
Uh... open your chute? And I'll all put it in.
[He's talking about the bottle. Honest.]
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Equius doesn't care.
He obediently opens his mouth, still eyeing the bottle distrustfully.
Fun fact: Gamzee can make a mess out of his bed anytime he wants.]
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Gamzee shuffles a bit closer until his knees press against Equius'. He carefully raises the bottle, holding it to Equius' bottom lip and tipping it. Ready for your first ever taste of
overly sugary, artificially coloured swillfaygo?]Action;
Equius manages not to spit it out and go "Bluh!", but it's a near thing. The flavor is like an explosion in his mouth, and not the good kind... more of the "All your tastebud are belong to us", scorched-earth-and-then-salt-it-so-nothing-ever-grows-again kind. He has no idea how anyone actually drinks this stuff.
He swallows and then tilts his head back, hopefully indicating that that's enough, thank you, the Highblood should drink some now.]
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It's just... the taste grows on you? Eventually?]
More?
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You go ahead.
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Aight.
[Equius will have to get used to the taste of faygo
-flavoured kisseseventually.]Action;
Now that he's feeling better, Equius suddenly realizes what a terrible host he's being.]
Can I offer you some breakfast or anything, while you're here?
[You think Faygo is terrible? Wait until you try Equius' cooking.]
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[Gamzee looks excited and slightly surprised at that. If Equius can cook, they could cook together! But at the same time... Equius didn't look like the type that could cook.
It's mostly the whole CHAOTIC STRENGTH thing. Cannot be useful in the kitchen.]
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Not very well...
[Just going to trail off here. Using the microwave counts as cooking, right? Taking things out of the thermal hull unit and putting them on plates counts as cooking, right?]
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You're just fuckin' full of surprises, aren't you, motherfucker? You ain't all looking like the fuckin' type for cooking. I thought you spend all your motherfuckin' time done making your robros.
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for now.]The robots take up a lot of my time, yes, but I have to eat, don't I?
[Carefully, he slides off the bed and gets up. Thankfully, he was still wearing his shorts and tights when he went to sleep on the night the curse started, so he's wearing them again this morning. He's shirtless, but whatever, the Highblood has already seen that.]
After Aurthor... left, I had to learn pretty quickly.
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He used to do that for you?
[Gamzee's goat never had. Not because he was away all the time but, his ol' goat had never fitted inside his hive. Never been able to go on land for more than a little bit. Besides, he had been too big for cooking anyway.]
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Yes, he did. He was quite talented in the kitchen.
[Or Equius just has no palate and didn't know any better, shhhh.
He slouches into the kitchen and opens the specially-reinforced thermal hull unit, studying its contents. He eventually selects a pair of what the humans call "breakfast burritos" (a recent discovery down at the supermarket), and tosses them in the microwave, still in their packages. He sets the device for two minutes and watches the burritos turn. Soon the hive is filled with the smells of melted cheese-goop and refried beans with extra MSG.]
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[Wise words of, uh, wisdom? Sorta? Still, Equius can be sure that no matter what he makes, whether in a microwave or not, Gamzee is going to eat it. He has the tastebuds of a dead fish and the digestive track of a goat. Nothing is getting by him.]
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The burritos are done. He opens the microwave, picks them up gingerly by the corner of their wrappers, and walks back to the bed. Sitting on the edge, being careful not to bump Gamzee's knees with his own, he offers him the burrito that got slightly less-squished in his STRONG grip.]
Here you are.
[Plates? What are plates? Plates are things that get broken if he even looks at them wrong, that's what plates are.]
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Thanks, bro.
[And now it is time to try and open the burrito contraption without either burning his fingers or making a mess of Equius' bed. Again.]
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[Equius rips open the packaging without any trouble--he's been eating a lot of these, okay, he knows how they work. He manages to take a bite and swallow before he notices that Gamzee is having trouble with his.]
Here, there's small tab near the top. Pull on that to open it, and then you can use the wrapper to protect your hand and still eat.
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Action; leeeet's do the TIME JUMP agaaaaain!
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