ACT 2 PART 2

Kurloz ran out of his hive, brandishing a very disturbing weapon: the Cringe Inducer. Basically a battleaxe with a smiley face. Yep. Only a Makara could wield such a thing, and Gamzee's usually too high to hold it properly.

He ran out into the plains of LOPAT, the dark sky and booming thunder doing nothing to slow him down in his pursuit. Seeing an imp out of the corner of his eye, he swung the Cringe Inducer right into it's meek body. The imp died, and Kurloz didn't stop to collect the grist. Why would he motherfuckin care about something stupid like that?! Several more imps appeared out of literally thin air and piled on top of him, only to die as he swung his battleaxe in a deadly semicircle of mirthful death. As a basilisk hovered over him and tried to aim its plasma pistol, Kurloz jumped up and grabbed it by the neck, tearing off its cape. He jumped off the basilisk as it crashed to the ground, dead. Far off in the leveled distance, Kurloz could see his Quest Bed, oddly enough so very close to where his hive was. There were 10 ogres guarding it. Kurloz took his battleaxe as he approached and swung at the legs of the first ogre, slicing them clean off. The second and third ogre tried to aim punches at him, but he simply grabbed the fist of the faster one, ducked out of the way of the second one, and aimed the faster one's fist into the slower one's face. Kurloz then used the battleaxe to kill both of them. The other 7 ogres started for him, but Kurloz took the tusk of the first one and tore it off, lodging it into the skull of another one. After that ogre had died, he took the tusk out and jabbed it into another ogre's chest. Both died from their wounds. As two of the luckier ogres tried to get to Kurloz, he jumped into the air and decapitated them. One of the 3 remaining ogres grabbed Kurloz and knocked the battleaxe from him. The Prince of rage responded to this by kicked the ogre in the face until it loosened its grip, and then Kurloz took the ogre tusk and severed the arm of the ogre that had carried him. Kurloz killed this ogre with a few more fatal gashes from the tusk. The last 2 ogres became frightened and ran away. Kurloz threw the ogre tusk to use it one last time, and the well-aimed throw landed in the back of one of the ogres' necks. The final ogre Kurloz chased down with his battleaxe. When he was close enough, Kurloz took the Cringe Inducer and slammed the blade through the final ogre's skull.

Kurloz then returned to his Quest Bed and stood on it, promptly killing himself with it.

He then woke up on Derse, in his God-tier outfit. He wore a purple garment with frilly-looking leggings. His wings were purple, and they looked a lot like the ones on Gamzee's authentic fake God-tier outfit. Now that he had got the tiger, it was time to get his motherfuckin rage on, if only to destroy it.

. . . . .

Kurloz swung his battleaxe at anyone who was near, doing his best to seek out the culprit. Limbs, heads, ribs, all crumbled from the force of the blows the Cringe Inducer. While some Kurloz passed by with minor cuts, others were senselessly murdered. It didn't matter who they were or what they had done; they had just been in his way.

What little reasoning he had told him that it was someone from Derse; only they would have had access to Meulin's dreamself. And that was his only logic that didn't give away to sheer madness. Kurloz moved at a constant speed, killing Dersites like he was an angel of death.

Draconian Dignitary observed the monitors with Jack and CD in shock.

"What in paradox space has gotten into that kid?!" DD asked, nearly losing his usual composure. Jack stared at the viewscreen which showed Kurloz on his rampage, his eyes not leaving the image of the murderous troll.

"I dunno. Probably revenge or somethin'. Main thing is, we're not trusting trolls any longer. You secure things at the palace; I have an axe to grind-into iron filings."

Crap, I shouldn't have hesitated on that witty line, Jack thought.

. . . . .

While Kurloz was just beginning his killing spree, someone else had just woken up. Mituna's eyes shot open in the night on LOEW, or at least what passed for night. The colors were usually so bright and vivid that he had no clue how Latula sensed the time of day. But she had insisted that it was night the moment the patches of dark blue started showing up in blotches in the sky, and he had no choice but to trust her.

He found that his head was throbbing with pain, and he could feel his pulse surging in his temples. He had had headaches like this which usually coincided to when something died, even before entering the Medium; but he had suffered a particularly bad one just before going to bed; he hadn't told Latula because he thought it wasn't anything to be concerned about. He had the sense that Doom players usually had this problem.

He stood up from the rug he had been sleeping on, beside Latula's recuperacoon. He had insisted that they hadn't had to share sleeping space, and was kind enough to just crash on the rug. He still felt tired, assuming that he still needed a little more sleep before it was officially "morning", and decided to do some trolling before heading back to bed.

Unorthodox Advancement (UA) began trolling Anthropomorphic Complexity (AC)

UA: Meulin? It's me, Mituna. Well, actually, of course you know it's me. Sorry, I just woke up from a nap. Before I slept I had an awful headache, and then when I slept I had a weird dream while I was on Derse, and now the headache's even worse!

AC: (?D?) purrplexing! i've had weird things happen to me, too. but weird in a bad way. some pirates came and raided the pirate ship i was on befur i could get the island i was trying to sail to, and then i went overboard! i could see all of my kitty crew dying...

UA: ...I'm so sorry. You know, that may explain the headache I had. I could've sworn I heard voices in my head, screaming, crying, saying that they were dying. They did sound a lot like cats. One of them even sounded like you. I think that's what happens when you're a Doom player, you get to know when people die.

AC: )':'( it must be awfur, being a Doom player. that's not all there is to it, is there?

UA: Surely not. But I don't really know. While I was sleeping, I saw the HorrorTerrors. You know, the squid monsters that inhabit the Furthest Ring, very close to Derse? They kept saying that there would be a great battle ahead of me. I didn't really know whether to believe them or not.

AC: (^c^) i hope they're wrong! i wouldn't really trust them if i were you. i talked them once, but they were kinda scary and i had no idea what they were saying! maybe they're just trying to see if you're a scaredy cat? ;)

UA: Why would I be afraid? I've got Latula with me.

AC: (3!3) paw, that's so sweet! there's a rumor that you two are now matesprits. is it true?

UA: Well, yes. Latula and I have been together for a while now. We were sleeping together before I was talking to you. No, wait, I don't mean like that!

AC: (%) heeheeheehee! i'll bet you two are so cute! i can't wait to update my shipping wall back at the hive! if i can get back, that is. oh, i furgot to tell you! Purrloz got really mad when i told him what happened with the pirates. i haven't heard from him since. well, okay, i wouldn't have actually heard from him, but you know what i mean!

UA: Yeah. I really forget that you're deaf, almost all the time. How did that happen again?

AC: (HoH) Purrloz was a little careless, it was nothing serious. it's not something to worry about.

UA: I wasn't worrying about it, I was just asking. If you don't want to talk about it, I understand.

AC: (OlO) good. i-have to go now bye!

UA: Well, uh...okay then! Bye! I should be getting back to bed, too!

Unorthodox Advancement (UA) began trolling Critical Appearifier (CA)

UA: What's up, Bronus?!

CA: heh heh. you called me Bronus. that's actually kinda funny. well, kinda. Ivwan vwouldn't think so.

UA: Who's Ivan?

CA: one of my newv friends! they're all really nice and accepting of my vwork. literarily speaking (not literally, different vword) i'wve been vwery productivwe.

UA: Good! Maybe someone will read them sometime...soon.

CA: ouch, dude. vwhat a sick burn. vwhich are probably something perfect for that newv rap i'm trying to make.

UA: Oh. Didn't know that was your genre. Oh, well, I guess you learn something new every day. Speaking of new information, I had the craziest dream!

CA: let me guess, you and me vwere-

UA: You weren't in it. The HorrorTerrors were there, on Derse, and they were telling me that I was about to go fight somebody.

CA: vwho? newver heard of the HorrorTerrors. i guess i hawven't been to sleep much to see them.

UA: Oh, they don't vist Prospit dreamers. Weird how you're one of them. Thought you'd be with me on Derse. It's a heck of a lot cooler. They even have a coffee shop where they play jazz on the weekends! There's this great group called the Midnight Crew and-never mind, I'm getting off subject. What do you think the whole thing means?

CA: total carp. dreams don't come true. trust me, i vwould knowv, none of mine hawve. except for the one about finding people who like me.

UA: Oh, come on, you've never dreamed that! Besides, I always thought you were cool. I didn't really like your poems, but I embedded them in my hardrive just to remember you by them. I can just imagine you reciting them to me and some fancy regal seadweller voice, and I'm just falling asleep!

CA: hahahaha! but seriously, one day i'm gonna knock your socks off vwith something, i just knowv it! see ya later, bro! thanks for checking on me.

UA: Anytime, Cronus.

"Total carp, huh?" Mituna said to himself as he reclined back on Latula's rug. He closed his eyes and went to sleep.