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Date & Time: Evening, 10th February 3312
Location: Transport Room
Characters: Open To All
Summary: Everyone is brought into the transport room at roughly the same time, in a great succession and flow of imported individuals. Everyone is being lead around in small bundles, or left to their own devices together inside the Initiative Hold.
Warnings: None.

Widespread and crowded, everyone is being transported into this unusually bright room with an efficiency that is almost horrifying. One after the other, new people are appearing -- being led, shown around and then ultimately abandoned with one final phrase; "Good luck."

The Initiative Hold is wide, like a small town in its depth and industry. You've received your weapon; you've got your keys, your netbook, and one of those robed strangers has shoved a small pouch full of what you can only assume is money into your open palm. You've been given an apartment, but where on earth -- are we on earth? -- is it? Your best opportunity right now is to mingle; at least, that's what everyone else appears to be doing. Those strangers in the robes have left. They're tending to the people who are arriving, one by one and in a quick procession. Energy bustles all around you, as you're strapped up with your sudden gifts and looking around.

Hey, maybe you'll even see some familiar faces.

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"All up and ...gone? Elaborate. Uh, if you will, Sir."

Whoa, wait. He was... head up real fun? What did Makara mean by that? Equius doesn't show his concern, instead just stands his ground, unblinking through his dark, cracked shades. he's trying ever so hard not to focus on Gamzee's toe and how different and magnificent it is.

"Dead." He says it bluntly, not feeling any kind of sympathy for Equius. Definitely noticing the 'sir'; but he isn't telling him off for it this time.

He was asking, and Gamzee was telling. "You were dead, and I ain't seein' no way you could be comin' to life. Guess it's some more motherfucking miracles this place decided to pull on us."

"That seems to be a common theme... Vantas described to me the deaths of three others, I uh, I... I assume you know of them?" His eyes search for a moment, not sure if he should be saying that, but then he realizes what Gamzee just said.

"How exactly did I, um... pass? The last I remember I was searching for you. Presuming you aren't joking with me, or lying in some way." Because it is still Gamzee... And part of Equius highly doubts that that disgraceful fool could ever truly act as he should.

"Yeah, I motherfucking know of them." Seeing as he decapitated them, and set their heads up in a fun little display. There were more than three, however; but he doesn't say that yet.

He raises an eyebrow, feeling impatient. "You been thinkin' I'm lying? All up in this kinda fucking situation?" His eyes narrow, locking onto Equius' shades. Those kind of irritated him, too. Couldn't ever tell where he was looking.

With a shrug, he says; "You were killed, kinda by... me, though I'm hoping you ain't gonna get on my back about this shit right now. You're looking pretty motherfucking alive." Gamzee might be calm right now; but he doesn't feel much regret at the moment. After all, Equius was fine, wasn't he.

"...I see. I..." He stops, putting a hand to his chin and curling a finegr over his lips. "Hmm-" Equius coos for a moment as he thinks. This place isn't the meteor, and these people are definitely not all trolls. If this... 'initiative' has the ability to bring them all here, then perhaps they can be brought in from any time? Trolls certainly knew time wasn't restrictive in some senses, after all, they could dabble in any point in time as far as the humans in SBURB were concerned. Perhaps that has something to do with this?

Equius adjusts himself again, flinching at Gamzee's narrowed gaze. He feels a bead of sweat roll down his cheek and he quickly unfolds his arms to remove a towel from his sylladex and presses it to the side of his face.

"Excuse me, I'm merely trying to grabs the reins on this situation... I... haa. Please um, forgive me." Oh dear Mother, Gamzee talking to him with such a tone, with such an expression. All those times he pushed and shoved for the other to act as he should and now finally Equius us getting a taste of it.

Ugh, no, but, settle yourself down. The blue blood shakes his head, keeping the towel to the side of his neck as he looks back to the other troll.

"By you... I.... right," oh... Oh. That is both saddening to hear and always in a way, titillating. But he must keep himself calm.

"There must be some means of time manipulation... Whoever took us here seems to have control over when we are taken from..."

Gamzee fights the urge to take a step back from Equius as he begins sweating and even brings out a towel. Holy fuck. Was it possible for him to be acting more infuriating at the moment?

"Keep your motherfucking calm on." His voice is rough, and he realizes that is pretty much what Equius wants to hear, so he fixes that -- speaking in a softer tone. His gaze doesn't waver, though.

"I was thinkin' that too. Ain't no motherfucking other explanation, is there? Shit's all kinds of fucked up..." Then again, the trolls were speaking to the humans from all different times. He supposes it shouldn't be so new -- but he wonders, kind of vaguely, who else could be brought here. Nepeta? Eridan? Kanaya? And from what other timelines?

Even if everyone seems to treat his gland problem with such disrespect, that is what it is, a problem, he can't actually control how he sweats, goodness. Equius can most definitely see why it would be off putting, though he'd never admit it. of course not, he was perfect.

"Haa-- yes, of course," oh, oh dear, a direct order. He'll quickly do his best to 'keep his calm on,' even if getting the order does a bit of the opposite to him. Equius swallows, sighing momentarily and closes his eyes. Trying to do as the other says to the best of his ability.

"That seems so... As far as I know, you, myself, the Princess, Serket, and Captor are all here. I have yet to see, speak to, or be told about the other. Which I am finding to be highly unfortunate..."

A pause, swallowed, his tongue flicking out to lick his lips.

"From what I have gathered, both Sollux and Feferi deny Feferi's death for obvious reasons, so I suppose that leads one to believe they are from further back in their time lines? If that is how it worked," which he assumes to be true, gathering from how the human's timelines worked.

"I really motherfucking hate it when you call her Princess like that." It's a little mutter, under his breath; but it's Equius, what can he do? He frowns, and goes back to thinking about the others.

"Sounds 'bout right. Can't see how they'll be up and denying it when we're both fucking tell them it, though. Stubborn, ain't they."

He gives a little sigh. "I'm gonna guess you ain't been seein' Karkat round here?"

"But she is. I, should I not call her by one of her royal titles?" He's not quite sure where he wronged there.

"Apparently I have created some sort of delusion that I am now believing to be true. That or I am joking, which is ridiculous."

"And no, I have yet to see that furious midget anywhere in part I find that to be rather annoying for I know he would clear up this issue with Feferi's death being truth or not."

"Hey. Don't be talkin' about Karkat all motherfucking bad anytime soon, you hearin' what I'm sayin'?" Because he knows Equius will eventually end up saying something negative -- and he really doesn't need a reason to get upset.

"I dunno, motherfucker. But I ain't likin' to hear you callin' her Princess all formally and shit, feels fucking weird. And I'm damn sure she's dead, she was just a head, she was, when I last saw her."

"Bad? He is both short and normally very angry, my 'insult' stems from complete truth. But, as you say... Sir."

"You act as though I am normally not formal. And, uh, Feferi is very much alive now then, or rather still. Which doesn't seem surprised since I am as well and you have made it clear to me that I... uh-" He swallows, licking his lips again, "That you kill me."

"I'm meanin' you shouldn't be gettin' anywhere near to insulting him for real." Sternly said, but he regrets it to a mild amount, depending on Equius' reaction.

He just tilts his head a tiny bit, still looking as directly as he could at Equius. "Yeah, still. Pretty damn weird to imagine her up and about again, not gonna try lyin'."

Gamzee gives a little huff at that last part, though. "Yeah. I motherfucking killed you where I'm all from. Ain't nothing unless you're up and holdin' a grudge for this motherfucker."

"My feelings on the topic of his person are mixed, but I will do my best to remain unbiased while in your presence..." A small nod, lips pursed. Oh he, he could get used to this.

"Seeing her makes me wonder if we are to see either Nitram or Maryam in the future as well, since either of them are apparently dead as well. But really, the same could be said for the entirety of our group."

"I, oh, uh, I wouldn't think if it unless you had... um, for some reason wished for me to take up a grudge on your person. As I see it, you are of the indigo line, those to become subjugglators one day and thus dying by your hand should be considered an honor." Bites lip.

"I cannot say the same about the other's you have apparently killed though, technically, they are all beneath you, so..."

He smirks, half-shrugging. "Kanaya? Ain't going to change anythin' if she's coming, but she was alive when I last seen her. All glowing and shit, too. And I mean literally."

His smile grows a tad. Those mentions of his blood still annoy him slightly, because of the way it's said and that it's Equius saying it; but it bothers him much less than how it would before.

"Ain't that just right, then? But don't be saying that kinda shit too much. Really ain't good for either of us right now."

"Glowing?" That's certainly odd. Definitely something he has never heard of before. The type of literature mentioning anything like that Equius has never dabbled in.

In response to Gamzee's smile, Equius seems to be getting a little more rigid, but he doesn't move and is doing well to not gasp or sigh anymore. The only thing he's really managing to do is grind his teeth which one might still be able to hear even if his lips remain closed. he does manage a small nod in reply to Gamzee's next statements, briefly pondering why it wouldn't be 'good'.

"If I may... uh, have you found out anything about this place? Besides what that well dressed alien female told us?"

He doesn't notice Equius tensing, thinking about other things. He gives a short nod, though, smirking and rolling his shoulders. He hated carrying these clubs -- and then he remembers his sylladex and captchalogues them both, standing a little straighter.

"Uhhh, nope. Shit seems pretty sneaky, though. Giving us these weapons, mutterin' 'bout all this fightin' crap. Chica wasn't much clear, was she?"

"It's peculiar and aggravating. Thinking we do not have our things to tend to and taking us for their own gain. Not only that, but who ever they are seem to find it proper to only take parts of our group and not the whole... Nepeta is still back there with Ampora." A sneer, looking down to the side with his hands balling into fists.

"A prompt exit from this execrable place, whatever it is, is extremely necessary to me. Whether or not I ...die at a later date in my time line."

He doesn't bother mentioning the fact that he killed Nepeta, too. He figures Equius would be very uncool with that kind of information.

He's also actually vaguely surprised to hear Equius say that; he's quite upset, isn't he.

"Yo, don't be gettin' all upset now. Shit happens. This kind of shit in particular is a no good kinda shit, and I'm pretty motherfucking sure being here is better than dying." And he shrugs. "There's no fucking way to get outta here anytime soon, anyways. "

That is probably for the best, especially with all these people around.

"Yes, 'things' happen. But they usually do not consist of being taken to a completely different realm and made to fight or means barely explained to you." A sigh, lips sneered slightly as he flicks his hair back, eyes going to pan the room. To be fair, they've been going through quite a lot. This happening isn't too far-fetched in comparison to everything, but it's still a bit different from what they have grown accustomed to.

"I find it doubtful that there is no way out. There certainly is a way in, there there simply must be an exit. We merely have to look in the right places..."

"Sure." He just shrugs, not in the mood for arguing. Ok, well, he could easily retaliate, but he doesn't.

"It ain't like I'm real happy being shoved in this place either. I just ain't letting my negative stay on, aite? There's gotta be an exit, though, yeah. Pretty fucking sure no one else is real keen on stayin' here and fightin' for these people, so I ain't seeing how we can't find it if we're workin' together." Although he isn't sure he wants to be anywhere near all these other aliens.

"I'm wondering what they plan to do to make us fight," and that's when he twitches, eyebrows furrowing. Equius just realized this situation is being 'forced' on them and that they most surely will make them help if they have gone far enough to bring them all the way here.

"Oh... oh dear."

"Heh... toldcha, keep your calm on, aite?" Said a little forcefully, because he doesn't want to deal with Equius getting all bothered right now. Seriously. It was mildly disturbing. Then again, being forceful would only make it worse, wouldn't it? Gamzee gives a defeated little huff.

He grits his teeth.

"Yes, of... of course, Sir Makara."

"No, nonono, you can quit that sir shit too-- I mean, if you could. Just. Don't." His eye twitches.

"Uh, yes, as you wish, Highblood."

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No no, it was my mistake, I responded incorrectly. I apologize!

aah it is okay ;;

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