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[ Oh, such a beautiful day! The sun’s setting, and there’s a lovely breeze in the air. Anyone who thinks it’s a wonderful time to stroll through the gardens would be stupid as shit.

Why?

Well, there’s currently a mirror!Terezi positioned in a tree, shooting arrows at any foolish motherfuckers that might pass by. Cuts down on the sunset strolling experience, you know?

She'll be broadcasting via video any hits she makes, though. Sharing is caring or w/e. ]

[ OOC: All responses will be by st4tusquo. ]

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[Well this is oddly familiar, in an uncomfortable way.]

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[He's just going to kind of stare at the screen. This seems...strange. ]:B ]

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[ five. minutes. later. karkat's fucking door explodes.

HERE'S TEREZI. ]

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[OH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD]

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[ Surprise! Guess who isn't actually in the mood to chat today!! She's a Real Thing now, and she's got to show this Karass who's boss. ]



[ Arrow to the bow. Aaaaaaiiiiimmmmmmmmmming. ]



[ ZING. ]

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[The only bad thing about taking so long to aim is that your target CAN GET OUT OF THE WAY.

Although his computer isn't so lucky. gdi. He's got his sickle out and he glares at her. The angriest, Karkatiest glare because he's actually and truly pissed off and not just being grumpy and ornery.]



[Somehow calling Terezi a bitch seems wrong. :\ What.]

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[ Firing a few more. She's not actually doing much accurate aiming, though. When she moves in for the kill, she wants it to be personal. ]

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[He rushes at her, zig zagging a bit to avoid turning into a dude full of arrows and goes for her arm. He doesn't want to kill her so much as STOP HER FROM SHOOTING SHARP THINGS AT HIM.]

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[ There comes a point where it's just stupid using arrows in such an enclosed space. Terezi passed that point about .612 seconds ago and still doesn't give a damn, if the cackling is any indication. It's when she realizes that she can't actually use the arrow, it's a bit too late. ]

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[You know what? Skin isn't actually that hard to cut through. Even troll skin and trolls are built pretty tough. Muscle isn't a problem either, or any other connective tissue for that matter. It's bone that's the problem.

But not a big problem because Karkat's pretty smart, what with his large vocabulary of giant words and all, so he went for a joint (the shoulder, incidentally, so there wouldn't be a stump left for her to batter at him with, although he didn't put THAT much thought into it. It was just kind of instinctive).

Still, it's a good thing his sickle is really fucking sharp. All he feels is a jolt and then there's teal blood everywhere. Like, seriously, all over him.]

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[ Her first response is to not register the pain at all. She needs to get an arrow out and stab the shit out of Karkat. She needs to put it straight in his throat and see all his blood across his face like the teal--

Pain.

Oh, fuck. Pain.

Teal and pain and oh shit why can't she move her arm why isn't it moving why isn't Karkat being stabbed right the fuck now why does everything hurt and oh god oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh

She clutches at the wound, trying to stop the bleeding (this is pretty much the most unsuccessful thing in the world). So she takes to screaming hysterically instead. ]

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[Karkat backs away, a little in shock over what just happened. The screaming isn't helping. And neither is the fact that her eyes are really wide open and yellow with little pinpoints of black in the middle.

It's about at this point that he realizes that this isn't Terezi-who-is-his-matesprit. Because that's what Terezi is and Terezi's eyes are red.

Either way, this is the first time he's purposely injured another troll this badly. So he just stands and stares for a minute.]

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[ She's quivering now, wobbling on her feet. This is a fuckton of bloodloss, and she's still screaming. But now, it's slightly coherent. ]



[ Towards the end of that eloquent speech, Terezi regains her senses (slightly). Her remaining arm moves from the wound to grab an arrow with the intention of introducing it to Karkat's face. Her "fucks" turn to snarls as she charges. ]

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[Karkat puts off being in shock for a minute in order to keep from being stabbed in the face. Raising his sickle again, he goes for her eyes. Those eyes are just WRONG in that face and he's fucking offended by it.]

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[ She doesn't even care (or notice) what he's trying to pull. She's too busy taking that deflected arrow, burying it in his arm, and tearing to realize that there's now the tip of a sickle tearing out her fucking eye.

Yet again, she screeches, remaining arm flailing as she stumbles into the nearest wall for support. ]

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[Karkat withdraws again, but keeps his sickle raised this time because GOD she just keeps coming. He has to fight the urge to hide the blood pouring down his arm, even though it's not like it would do any good.]

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[ Nope. Still screaming incoherently, flailing, and getting teal everywhere. ]

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[He's just...going to back away further and wait until she passes out.

Or dies.

He wouldn't mind that so much, honestly.]

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[ Terezi's movements become more and more sporadic as she loses more and more blood. Eventually, she slides down the wall, screams turning to gasps and squeaks. Those end, though, as she passes out all over your goddamn floor. Have fun with that one. ]

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[Maybe he'll just switch rooms....

He can't just leave her like that though. After a very brief moment of indecision, he gets some bandages from the closet and wraps them around her torso and head to try to stop the bleeding as much as possible (if it isn't too late already). Then he heaves her up with his arms around her waist and drags her out and down the hall, far far down the hall until the numbers are in the four digit range, and he leaves her in a room there.]