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Gamzee was asleep. He knew he was asleep because the whispers were louder and the voodoos were far away. Also, because he was pretty fucking sure last he checked, he hadn't been on the meteor for a while, and the corridors on it were not usually so linear and infinitely long. Shit, this even looked like one specific hallway. One he didn't go in after he'd come to collect some bodies he'd left there.
He looked up at the opening of a vent, and then at himself. He wasn't even sure he'd fit in there anymore. It had been about a year, and he'd been growing. But that didn't matter in a dream, did it? Shit, he wasn't even sure of that, himself. And the answer to it didn't much matter, either way, because he'd decided, for once, that since he was in a dream, nobody would be about to jump down his throat for having a little stroll by himself.
He wandered down the hallway, fascinated by how it went on and on, like one of those fucked up game maps that just looped around on itself. He was almost convinced it was one, until he saw a figure up ahead. He kept walking towards it, his shoes making the only sound in the hall.
He looked up at the opening of a vent, and then at himself. He wasn't even sure he'd fit in there anymore. It had been about a year, and he'd been growing. But that didn't matter in a dream, did it? Shit, he wasn't even sure of that, himself. And the answer to it didn't much matter, either way, because he'd decided, for once, that since he was in a dream, nobody would be about to jump down his throat for having a little stroll by himself.
He wandered down the hallway, fascinated by how it went on and on, like one of those fucked up game maps that just looped around on itself. He was almost convinced it was one, until he saw a figure up ahead. He kept walking towards it, his shoes making the only sound in the hall.
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One ear twitched when the steps came to a halt and Equius sat up a little straighter in his meditative posture, his hands on his knees. When he stood, he did so slowly, turning in place to finally face the intruder upon his bubble, his hands at his sides. His eyes were milky white and the ligature marks were still there around his throat, bright as ever, as was the splash of blood from the wound, now unfelt, through his left leg. He said nothing as he moved forward and suddenly, there was no doorway behind Gamzee for him to retreat through as one hand immediately snapped out and closed on the highblood's head, obscuring the top half of his face.
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"What are you doing here?" Equius hissed, easing his grip only enough that he wasn't about to crush Gamzee's skull. Of all the people to appear in his bubble after this long, why did it have to be Gamzee?
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"You go on ahead, Equibro, you always fuckin' hated my dumb clown ass. Always motherfuckin' talkin' shit. Never cared too much one way or another. Fuckin' humored the hell outta you, gave you what you all up and wanted. So here I fuckin' am." His grin spread under Equius' grip on him. "Motherfuckin' do it," he nearly whispered.
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"No, highblood...if I ever kill you, it won't be because you allowed me to do so." As it was, he rounded away from the wall and tossed Gamzee to the floor to bounce and roll away. He followed after the progress of the lanky body slowly with his hands at his sides once more. "But you have one thing correct: I despise you. Everything you are and everything you stand for. It is a platonic hate that you never understood and now you will not be allowed to warp it into anything else." He aimed a sharp kick at Gamzee's torso, aiming to shatter his ribs. If this didn't wake him up and send him away, he would have to find other ways.
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"As for all that shit you just been sayin' about me all not allowin' you? That is the only time you'll up and get to killin' me, bro. That is, if I can motherfuckin' die."
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"You gonna all up and torture me then? That it, bro? 'Cause I ain't leavin' till you let me leave." His voice was strained as he continued, "You kickin the shit outta me ain't gonna be doin' much."
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"I got a great deal of motherfuckin' work to do. And it ain't gonna be too pleasant. But it's all been foreseen. Every motherfuckin' action I did part of to this point has been livin' the letter of my rightful fuckin' place, at the foot of the Lord of Destruction."
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"You uppity motherfucker, I should be all destroyin' you now," Hissed Gamzee through his bared teeth. "You was right. This ain't motherfuckin' caliginous. I been hatin' you all wrong, this whole motherfuckin' time."
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He leaned down to grab his pins and spun one idly as he stared at Equius, just waiting for him to come at him. "I been pushin' 'em down for a real long time, blueblooded fool. You ain't NEVER seen the mental fuckin' fortitude that you be peepin' on right here. You think you got yourself a motherfuckin' clue about self control? You ever fuckin' wonder why I went and motherfuckin' KEPT ON EATIN' THAT SHIT? Well I'm up and about to tell you."
He pushed off the wall and started to walk around the room, keeping his distance from Equius as he kept staring at the blueblood. "It ain't ever been so easy, keepin' the whispers out, and the chuckles down. It ain't EVER fuckin' been very EASY keepin' my PAN SCREWED DOWN NEITHER." He grit his teeth, and went back to the cord that hung down within his reach. "You all be underfuckin'estimatin' me, bro. Been KEEPIN' YOURSELF IGNORANT OF WHAT ALL I MAY BE ALL AND UP TO. And maybe you right. Maybe, you motherfuckers shouldn't get your ignorance deluded. It ain't motherfuckin' easy, keepin' all that shit out, once you're all down with it. Once you've bedded it in your motherfuckin' pan, where the holes all once was. I been real good up 'til fuckin' now, with you."
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You want me to respect you? Now you have to give me a reason to."
He loosed another arrow then easily reloaded, keeping his distance as he knew that Gamzee specialized in close range, blunt force attacks. His fists would do little good if his skull was caved in by juggling clubs. He would recover from it and continue to exist in this silent hell, but at least he'd been able to face Gamzee and confront him over everything that he'd been mulling over for the past sweep.
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"Provokin' me all to be goin' and doin' somethin', Equibro? NOT real smart! Respect ain't somethin' I EVER asked out of you 'cause motherfuckin' frankly, your respect don't even mean shit to me." He hissed, slamming the other's head against the wall as he pulled the other troll's eyes wide and stared deep into them, keeping his head steady. "Now I ain't no good compared to Kurloz, but I can still give you a motherfuckin' taste of this shit," he whispered, his mind opening and his eyes starting to glow. If Equius tried to move his arms, he'd smash the joints before continuing what he needed to do.
"You keep SAYIN' I should be ALL ABOUT NOT GIVING IN?" He didn't care how much Equius knew, nor how much he could provoke him with that knowledge. All Gamzee wanted to do now was to infiltrate the nobleblood's mind - his very spirit - with the sound of the screaming laughter of chucklevoodoos, "Don't see you doin' what you can to resist it, my brother," he quietly hissed, his red eyes glaring straight into those white, dead eyes.
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"I am no longer a living being that you can manipulate," he growled, then instead of lifting his arms, Equius brought one foot down on top of Gamzee's and pinned it in place as he lunged forward and smashed his forehead into the highblood's nose. There were chills running down the length of his body from the chucklevoodoos he could still hear in his hindbrain but he tried to block them out as he snatched the clubs out of Gamzee's hands, spinning them deftly in his own, prepared to use them. It would certainly lend some poetic justice to the situation to bludgeon the dream body of the highblood into jam with the same clubs that had killed Nepeta. "Wake up and leave me be, highblood. Play your games with your mirthful messiahs, I will kill you myself eventually."
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