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Third Feather [Video/Action for Violet city]

...Hello? Is this working? At all?

[The feed opens on a familiar street of Violet City, somewhere notably outside the gym. The beautiful morning it is, you'd think that nothing's wrong at a glance, but you'd be so wrong.

The voice itself that could be heard just now was possibly unrecognizable, not helped by how the screen isn't facing whoever's holding it; it's pointed a the gym, rather. But then it moves along, going to a group of Pokemon standing around nearby, and a Dodrio, who's three heads all seem curious about the pokegear... or whoever's holding it.]

Well, it looks like it's working, right Kuki? Hmm, the Pokegear still being broken would be the least of our worries.

[A worried squawk follows. The voice is mature, but still light, like someone that was just stepping into an adult's shoes. A nice step away from the confusing rush of children on the network, isn't it?

But enough of the scenery, the gear is finally turned over, smoothly revealing... Rakka? Only, she looks like Rakka, albeit from several years down the line. She positions the gear until it's pointed directly on her face.]

...Some of you might not recognize me right now. [Hehe. Hair's still a mess, but that smile's one hundred percent her's.] It's Rakka. I guess I wouldn't recognize me either if I suddenly looked like this.

[But therein lies the point. With minor hesitancy, she speaks.] Is... anyone there? Karkat? Ashley? ...Yang? I'll take anyone, really it... feels like I slept for years. So, I just need to know if anyone's still around, okay?

[She'll let that sit for a moment, glance away, and cut the feed.]

Action for Violet City

[Y'know, maybe if this world actually gave them some warning when it was about to get weird, maybe it wouldn't be so bad? Yeah! Rakka could live without some of this excitement; it's not exactly fun to wake up in bed feeling like you've slept through your teens. Still... got to try and look on the bright side!

...It's a nice day? Bluh.

Well, curiosity never really dies down. And she's got on a nice dress she doesn't remember buying. So she sets out on a stroll through the city. She's always got at least one of her roster at her side - yes, even the Phantump because someone's feeling a bit braver. She spends the day talking to the locals, asking people in random shops and Sprout tower about the current weirdness, to not much luck. Mmrrgh.

She can at least try and unwind a little at a cafe she comes across, but her pokemon are getting their share of it. What? She's eating! One, or two bites count.]

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[... okay, so there's basically no chance in hell he's going to have the composure necessary to respond in video. Just. Holy fuck, Rakka? Oh god. She asked for him, oh god. She asked for him first, oh god. She's—she's all mature-looking and it's honestly sort of terrifying but oh god. Help.]

HI. HELLO.

[??????????? IS HE NEVER GOING TO BE ABLE TO TALK TO HER AND NOT MAKE A COMPLETE ASS OF HIMSELF, WHAT IS THIS]

I'M HERE. EVERYONE'S STILL HERE. THERE'S JUST SOME AGE AND OR MEMORY INUNDATING OUR HAPPY HAMLET WITH RAMPANT SLAPSTICK SHITFUCKERY AND ENOUGH SQUALLING WIGGLERS TO POPULATE ENOUGH SCHOOLHIVE RUMPUSBLOCKS TO COVER A GODDAMN METEOR.
I GUESS I SHOULD HAVE EXPECTED SOME PEOPLE WOULD GET THE OPPOSITE END OF THE DEAL BUT I'VE BEEN SORT OF FUCKING PREOCCUPIED WITH MAKING SURE DAVE DOESN'T STICK A PRONGED NUTRITION IMPLEMENT INTO AN ELECTRICAL APPLIANCE POWERING STATION.

[He is making so much sense right now. Wow.]

SO UH
HOW'S BEING AN ADULT.

[Boy. That's a lot of emotional struggling that will never translate through a text. At least there's one person she knows that's not turned into an adorable and confused youngfeather.

Youngfeather. Children. It's the same, sort of.]

Hehe. Hello Karkat.
At least you still sound as elegant as you always are.

[She'd be lying if she wasn't at least a little glad to see that grey text.]

It's a little strange. I went to bed last night, and next thing I know it feels like everything I did yesterday was years ago. All these new memories swirling around in my head.
I won my first gym badge, by the way.

[.... oh god why had he responded it's even more obvious now how totally fucking awkward talking to Rakka makes him gdfhgjlnad shit fuck shit fuck fuck fuck fuck]

THANK YOU? I GUESS. FUCK, NEVER MIND

[WHY DOES HE KEEP MAKING IT WORSE]

CONGRATULATIONS. ON THE BADGE, I MEAN, NOT THE SUPERFLUOUS FUCKING MEMORIES WREAKING HAVOC ON YOUR SELF CONCEPT.
YOU SEEM LIKE YOU'RE TAKING IT PRETTY WELL? BUT I MEAN I GUESS IT'S LESS DISORIENTING THAN THE ALTERNATIVE, FUCK IF I KNOW. MAYBE IT JUST DEPENDS ON THE PERSON. OR THE MEMORIES.
ANYWAY, UH
I'M GLAD YOU'RE OK.

[... excuse him, he needs to go scream into a pillow. Or smother himself. One of the two.]

You're welcome :D

[She can have a little fun. Karkat's great.]

I'm taking it... alright, I guess? It was still really surprising when I woke up and saw my hair was longer and everything I remembered was different. It's
I don't know for sure. It's like I went to sleep and went back home for a couple years. And now I'm back here, all over again.
But, yeah, thanks. I'm glad you're okay too, Karkat.
From what I've been seeing, I was worried everyone would be kids.

[He's a small comfort. Maybe a medium sized one.]

OK SO THEY'RE EQUALLY FUCKING TRAUMATIZING. GLAD WE CLEARED THAT UP!
FUCK. I DON'T KNOW WHAT NOOKSUCKER IS IN CHARGE OF DETERMINING WHO GETS WHAT AGE SCRAMBLING BUMBLEFUCKERY BUT I SWEAR I'M GOING TO PERFORATE HIS OR HER HEAVING BONE BULGE WITH MY GODDAMN SICKLES. WHENEVER THE FUCK I GET THOSE BACK.
I DON'T KNOW HOW HUMAN ADULT CONCUPISCENT PAIRS DEAL WITH THIS SORT OF THING ON A DAILY BASIS. I GUESS IT'S NOT AS BAD IF THERE'S TWO OF THEM? THEIR SOCIAL STRUCTURES STILL MAKE NO FUCKING SENSE NO MATTER HOW MUCH I TRY TO ANALYZE THEM.

...Yeah, I guess it is.
Karkat, you're saying a lot of words I don't know.
Do I even want to know what a bone bulge is?

Edited 2016-05-18 05:23 (UTC)

OH UH
FUCK. NO. YOU DON'T.
SORRY.

It's alright? I'm grown up, Karkat. Bumblefuckery is uh still a new one to me.
So
I guess you're confused about parents because you're a Troll. Did you not have parents?

SORRY. JUST
FORGET I SAID ALL OF THAT.
NO WE DO NOT HAVE PARENTS. WE'RE RAISED BY LUSII (SINGULAR: LUSUS). THEY CAN BE ANY ONE OF A WIDE VARIETY OF CREATURES NATIVE TO OUR HOME PLANET.

[Huh...]

Really Karkat, it's alright. I'll forget about it.

[Possibly in more ways then one. There's no telling if this whole thing is permanent... or what will happen when it's reversed.]

You didn't have parents. Do the Lusus care for you?

MY LUSUS DID, YES. SO THEY'RE KIND OF LIKE PARENTS, I GUESS, EXCEPT FOR THE PART WHERE THEY'RE TOTALLY FUCKING DIFFERENT.

I won't ask you to explain it, but I am pretty curious.

[...???]

WHICH PART NEEDS EXPLAINING, EXACTLY?? AFTER WE FINISH OUR TRIALS IN THE BROODING CAVERNS, WE'RE CHOSEN BY A CREATURE WHO BECOMES OUR LUSUS. THEY RAISE US, THE END.

I mean I didn't want to ask if you didn't feel like talking about it. But, it looks like that's still happening anyway.
So a Lusus chose a Troll in a cave, takes them, and then they're raised by them.

OH. WELL.
FUCK. WHATEVER, YES, THAT'S WHAT HAPPENS. NOW YOU KNOW.

Now I do.
Hehe I really can't really say anything about it. The way that Haibane come into being isn't less strange sometimes.

YEAH WELL. I GUESS YOU MIGHT AS WELL FUCKING ASK IF YOU HAVE ANY MORE QUESTIONS ABOUT TROLLS. I AM EVIDENTLY THIS PLANET'S AUTHORITY ON THE SUBJECT, AND IT'S NOT LIKE I HAVE ANY BETTER SHIT TO DO APART FROM HERD ONE-SWEEP-OLD DAVE AWAY FROM ANY CLIMBABLE SURFACES.
WAIT DID YOU KNOW ANYTHING ELSE BESIDES THAT YOU EMERGE FROM FUCKING COCOONS? BECAUSE UH
I MEAN IF YOU WANTED TO SAY MORE I'D BE INTERESTED IN KNOWING. IF YOU CAN TELL ME.

Edited 2016-05-21 03:22 (UTC)

I don't know, keeping Dave from hurting himself sounds pretty important.
Actually, I guess I can answer any questions you might have about being a Haibane, since I'm the planet's authority on that myself.
Or at least I can try?

YES, THIS IS WHY I AM AT MOST OCCUPYING BOTH PRONGS WITH TYPING MESSAGES ON A DEVICE I COULDN'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT AND CAN THEREFORE GLEEFULLY ABANDON WHENEVER THIS MINIATURE ASSHOLE TAKES IT UPON HIMSELF TO SCALE THE NEAREST FROND NUB.
I'M NOT SURE WHAT TO ASK ABOUT BEING A HAIBANE, HONESTLY, EXCEPT
IS YOUR ROMANCE DIVIDED INTO QUADRANTS OR DO YOU HAVE JUST THE ONE, LIKE HUMANS?

Ooh, that does sounds like you've been busy. I'd offer to help but I don't think I'm anywhere near any of you so it would take me a while to travel anywhere.

[So you're stuck with a bitty on your own. GG, Karkat.]

Romance... quadrants? What's that supposed to be?

HEY, DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT. JOHN AND JADE ARE HERE, TOO. WE'LL BE FINE.

FIGURES YOU WOULDN'T HAVE THEM EITHER, I GUESS.
WE HAVE FOUR DIFFERENT TYPES OF ROMANCE: FLUSHED, PALE, ASHEN, AND CALIGINOUS. THE FLUSHED QUADRANT IS THE MOST SIMILAR TO THE HUMAN CONCEPT OF ROMANCE.
IT'S COMPLICATED BUT I CAN EXPLAIN THE OTHERS TO YOU IF YOU WANT?

Well I'm happy you're not dealing with it all by yourself then.

One of these days I think I need to meet this Jade person myself.

[But that can wait, onward to important discussions!]

Okay. So, Trolls have four different types of romance. And one of them is like the kind that Humans have. I think I understand it.
well, it does sound interesting. so I'm not going to say no!

YOU SHOULD. SHE'S PRETTY GREAT.

[For. Reasons. Wow, okay no, let's talk about quadrants.]

OK WELL.
THE QUADRANTS ARE DIVIDED LIKE THIS:

	CONCUPISCENT	CONCILIATORY
RED ROMANCE	♥	♦
BLACK ROMANCE	♠	♣

CONCUPISCENT QUADRANTS ARE

[Fuck.]

DO YOU KNOW WHAT CONCUPISCENT MEANS.

Nope.

[MAYBE SHE DOES maybe she wants Karkat to explain.]

[FUCK.]

CONCUPISCENT MEANS
YOU KNOW. PHYSICAL ROMANCE. SORT OF. WHEN YOU UH
ANYWAY SO THERE'S CONCUPISCENT AND CONCILIATORY ROMANCE AND BLACK AND RED ROMANCE. RED ROMANCE IS ROOTED IN MORE POSITIVE EMOTIONS WHILE BLACK'S FOCUS IS NEGATIVE EMOTIONS.
DO YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS SO FAR.

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