onyxMayhem [OM] began trolling volatileAlchemist [VA]
OM - h3lllo tiny
OM - you just gonnna sit hom3 doing nothing alll day or ar3 you coming ov3r
VA - o#
VA - #ey, lyneti
VA - w#en did you a$k me to come over?
OM - you stupid or som3thing i dont hav3 to ask you just com3 ov3r you just do it
VA - lyn, okay, i know it'$ #ard, but you $ee t#his . it'$ a period, and you u$e it at the end of a $entance. try it.
OM - fin3... s333 im using your shittty punctuation...
VA - in t#ree$, but ye$, better.
OM - 3NOUGH GRAMMMAR... com3 on ov3r... im bor3d...
VA- $ure. we can watch the meteor $#ower toget#er.
OM - met3or show3r... huh...
VA - $top wit# the punctuation. it'$ annoying.
VA - t#ere'$ been random meteor$ falling. #aven't you been watc#ing tv?
OM - no vihnas ive b333n waiting for you alll aft3rnooon
OM - cant you com3 ov3r alr3ady
VA - fine. ju$t give me a few minutes, okay? i'm not even ready for t#e day.
OM - YAAAY
volatileAlchemist [VA] ceased trolling onyxMayhem [OM]
OM - rud3 much
I close my laptop, chuckling softly. Vihnas is such a freak sometimes. But then again, I am to. Me, him, and even Yanile, who looks so normal on the outside.
I look in the mirror across my respite block, taking in my freakishness. The third horn pertruding out of my forehead mocks me- my horrible condition other trolls know as threefold.
I look away from the glass plate and make my way to the lusus that sat in my kitchen, efficiently emptying out food supply. Those with my blood were known to be lazy, so I get a lusus who eats all of my food. If I don't constantly go out and work for money to buy food or find food sources, I'll starve, and we'll both die.
I shove her aside and look for something to eat. We have some kind of noodles and a roast, as well as a few bottles of unidentified fluid. I'm not sure how it got there, but I don't want to find out. I shove them aside and grab the noodles, eating them with my hands and finishing in under a minute.
I rub the sauce on my skirt just as Vihnas enters my hive.
"How do you manage to make such a big mess so fast?" he asks, shaking his head.
"I don't know," I say, looking around.
"What about your laptop. Why is it on the floor in a pile of... What is that, lasagna?"
"I was looking for that," I say, rushing to the other room to pull my laptop out of the noodles and shoving them in my mouth.
"Don't eat that!" he yells, grabbing my arm and pulling me away from my meal. "Here, come with me. You're a mess."
He leads me up into my bathroom, and helps me into the shower, because he knows that if he's not there, I'll wet the soap and sprinkle some water on the floor and say I'm done.
"Why are you such a neat freak," I ask, smiling slyly.
"Why are you such a slob," he asks, and we're both smiling, because we know we're only joking when we make fun of each other.
Before long, I'm clean, and Vihnas helps me into clean clothes and we go down the steps, greeted by a newly cleaned room. My lusus was naturally tidy, so my natural messiness would keep her busy, and her tidiness would keep my hive relatively clean.
We both go outside to the balcony, where meteors are falling in the distance, causing mayhem and confusion in the greenblood region. Vihnas looks at me deeply, then kisses my lips, cheek, my jaw, then makes his way down to my collarbone, nibbling at the skin there. Yanile calls us the weirdest couple on our entire planet, and I sort of have to agree with her. Then it hits me.
"Vihn!" I scream.
"What! Did I hurt you?" He rubs my neck, eyes apologetic, like a lusus you got mad at and kicked out, only to find it sitting at your doorstep a few minutes later.
"Vihn, look at the meteors," I urge, pointing to them.
"They're pretty," he says, calmed down, but still rubbing my neck.
"No, I mean, look where they're falling!" And he stops rubbing, and stops breathing, because he knows.
"No. Oh god, no!"
"Yanile is a greenblood," and I don't know why I say it, because we both know that her hive is right in the center of the chaos.
Surrounded by collapsing buildings and fire.
Surrounded my meteors that are killing her closest friends.
And soon, she'll be next.
darkIllumination [DI] began trolling onyxMayhem [OM]
DI - Lyneti?
DI - Please, answer!
DI - They're everywhere. I looked outside and I saw Janell. You know her, right?
DI - Lyn, it was horrible.
DI - Lyn?
darkIllumination [DI] began trolling volatileAlchemist [VA]
DI - Vihnas, please answer.
VA - yanile? #oly $#it, you're okay!
DI - Yes. Lyneti won't answer! Is she okay!
VA - u##u#. $#e'$ rig#t #ere. i'm at #er #ive.
DI - Vihn, it was horrible. There's trolls running through the streets.
DI - They're burning alive, Vihn, trampling each other to get out of the flames.
DI - I can smell them, and I can hear their bones cracking under each other's feet.
DI - I'm really scared.
VA - yan, $tay calm. we're coming to get you, $o get in your under-level and don't move a mu$cle, got that?
VA - under$tand?
VA - yan?
DI - Yes.
DI - Vihn?
VA - ye$?
DI - Stay on with me.
VA - alrig#t.
I follow my friend's orders and go down to the level right under the ground and wait for him to arrive. Through a window, I hear screams and cries for help. I look out it and see a young girl, who notices me and calls out for me. She raises a bloody, mutilated arm to me as if reaching out. I shake my head, backing up slowly. She screams louder. I watch feet sprint over her body as if it were part of the sidewalk. One smashes her face into the ground, and she doesn't move. I turn around and crawl into a corner, legs tucked to my chest, crying like a wiggler.
It feels like hours before Vihnas and Lyneti arrive. They call my name frantically, and it doesn't take them very long to hear my sobs. They run to me, doing their best to comfort me. To say the least, it doesn't work, and a minute later, I'm still crying.
Vihnas helps me to my feet, then scoops my legs up, carrying my out into the street. From outside, everything is louder, the scents sharper.
"Yanile, close your eyes and DON'T OPEN THEM," Vihn orders, sprinting through the streets.
"Don't stomp on anybody," I say. He doesn't answer. "Vihn, please, don't!"
"I... there's too many," he says, and I open my eyes to see that he's right. Burnt corpses litter the street, and there doesn't seem to be any possible way to not step on any of them without slowing down.
"Vihn..."
"Close them!" and I do. I don't open them until we're safe.
volatileAlchemist [VA] began trolling onyxMayhem [OM]
VA - i never $aw yanile like t#i$ before...
OM - i'm t3llling you vihn sh3 snappp3d
VA - elaborate?
OM - i wouldnt mind if sh3 was scar3d it happp3ns som3tim3s but sh3 op3nly admittt3d sh3 was scared dont you find that to b3 a litttl3 w3ird
VA - $he just $aw a bunc# of #er friend$ get trampled/burned to deat#. Wouldn't you?
OM - oh waaahhh i killl3d a bunch of p3opl3 b3for3 and so hav3 you so whats th3 big d3al
VA - maybe we #ave, but #ave you ever killed $omebody you loved or, at t#e very lea$t, cared very muc# about?
OM - what ar3 you saying
VA - #er clo$e$t friend$ lived t#ere. $#e need$ $ome time to proce$$ w#at ju$t #appened.
OM - or
OM - sh3s just r3tard3d
OM - s3riously sh3s just b3ing path3tic and i cant stand it anymor3 why cant sh3 just act normal for onc3 in h3r pitiful lif3
VA - lyn...
VA - $#ut up
OM - pardon currr3ntly b3ing b3ggged for
VA - Yanile i$ my friend.
VA - $top talking about #er like t#at
OM - its not lik3 sh3 can h3ar why do you car3 so much
VA - $#e'$ my morail.
OM - who 3v3n n333ds morails th3y ar3 just som3thing p3opl3 mad3 up so lon3rs can say th3yr3 in a r3lationship
OM - you hav3 m3 you dont n333d a morail
VA - t#at'$ $tupid. i $till lov3 #er
VA - i'm $orry if you don't want to $#are, but you're gonna #ave to
OM - ... ... ...
OM - ha
OM - ha ha ha
OM - you r3allly think that
OM - do you hon3stly think that i just dont want to shar3
VA - ...
OM - i will n3v3r lik3 h3r not 3v3n a litttl3 not as a kism3sis or anything of cours3
OM - but i do r3ally tru3ly hat3 h3r
VA - fine. ju$t don't think you can talk to me about it.
volatileAlchemist [VA] blocked onyxMayhem [OM]
OM - :OOO