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( six ) accidental video; action for his room???

[ When you're prepared for the worst, worst does happen. You fail that test with the lowest expectations, your family member dies just as you read his will over, so on and so forth. It hurts less that way, but everyone knows that. Talk is cheap. Everyone ever is perfectly capable of understanding their own emotions, whether they've yet to experience them or not.

Here is where he's perfectly safe in the boundaries of his own room; here lies Dave Strider. He dreamt of a lot of things. ]

Losing my head to Hollywood
My liver to London
My youth to Tokyo...

[ It's quite inaudible; he's only just mumbling to himself. Song, lyrics, lyrics, music. It's not the gods that made are causing him to hum to himself this time, only own willpower.

He runs his hands through his hair, sitting up. He notices the video on, at last, and pauses.

Avoid the inevitable awkward 'on the spot' network post?
> Too cool for that
> Shut up

You've decided to say something completely unexpected! After all you've been thinking about this for like, what? A day? ]

You know, even after all this time spent in this place, I haven't bothered to really test out my powers. Freyr house represent, I guess. [ Quick! Make it interesting! ] I'm probably going to need a couple of test subjects, like, the kind that don't mind a few concussions and/or minor injuries sustained particularly to the ear area. [ ....That was a joke? ] Ahaha, no, kidding. All you need to do is listen to me. That's all. Just listen to me. Entertaining the gods not guaranteed.

Context is revealed on a case-by-case basis?? Yeah, sure. [ Staring at you. Then click. ]

[ ooc: wow i always make ooc notices (cry) anyway, depending on what he asks your character, should you reply, he'll do different funky monkey dances! no i'm kidding, you can figure this out??? question mark ]

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Hehe. You alright, Dave?

[ what do you know - she was just taking a walk around the welcome house when she came across his post. as she watches with amusement, she makes her way to his room to lean on the open door frame. when you live with someone on a meteor for a year, you do forget to knock sometimes. ]

So you're trying to get volunteers for you to serenade.

Hehehe. Miss the gods' musical prank already, Dave?

But sure. I'll help you out with your powers if you'll help me figure out which power I have. Deal?

If you're achin' that bad for an open ear, I'll listen.

All this time and you haven't tested their capabilities? [Another of Freyr representing here, though you'll have to make a hard case if you want him as your test subject.]

Listen to you? That sounds like an easy power! Sure, I'm game to help you test it out.

Actually, I haven't really tested mine out, either.

[ She can sense that there's something on his mind, but she won't touch on that. ] What sort of power do people from the house of Freyr get? Whatever it is, I'd love to listen!

[That whole prying thing isn't something she likes to do, but...]

Davey? Is everything alright?

You don't seem like yourself.

[Bambi Eyes are a-go.]

But will my auricular thponge clotth thurvive.

[ geez, oh geez, now bambi's asking 'bout it. it's only a matter of time before the whole world asks about it and dave can't do anything but....

well he hasn't gotten there yet.

he coughs, brushing his short-long hair behind his ear, licking his lips. what he's about to say will lead somewhere eventually, but what he's about to say won't make sense at this exact moment in time. ]

You're wearing a yellow sundress.

[ ne me quitte pas, aussi. ]

[She blinks and cocks her head, lips parting a bit to say something that doesn't come out. Instead, it's just a breath.

And then.]

Um, yes. I always wear them. I'm glad that you like it, but... Are you doing alright? Are you not feeling well...?

I'm worried about you.

Am I suppose to comprehend that?

[ this guy, this guy. he's kind of a sarcastic ass, but then again, so is dave. but they're all asses in this asshole factory; fruity rumpus, what the fuck was it? ]

Whatever, the tension in your voice completely throws off my cerebro--

[ gdit ]

--spinal fluids like whoa. 'Cause shit, here I was just about to pull out my handy dandy vuvuzela and play you the song of my people. Attempts to manipulate through music, check.

I dunno, you just give off that soccer fan vibe, Captor.

[ he is so openly-read sometimes it's not even funny
w/e w/e she seems sweet. kind of like bambi. ]

I guess Freyrs are creative? [ who even uses plurals these days ] Speaking for myself, I've got this bardic-influential-sounds-like-a-hasbro-toy power, wherein I manipulate through music, voice, whatever. I think I've heard about illusions, but that's a totally different tier. The power kind of sounds like it would really easily be abused but I guess that's the whole point.

[ he pauses, pondering the last thing she said. ]

Ahaha jeez, you know you have to give me something to work with, right.

[ he sighs lightly, he knew this would be the initial response. ]

You ask the same questions way too many times.

[ he tries again. ]

You're wearing a yellow dress. It's a little small on you (by not much) 'cause you've been growing since you got here.

[ he reconsiders. ]

If you answer the question I'm contemplating on asking you with truth, then I'll gladly regurgitate the same "I'm fine"s. [ he's so bitter, what's happening ] Or if you answer it with a little white lie, I'll tell you what you really want to hear.

[Striders speak a language that she'll never fully understand.

But she nods reluctantly.]

Go ahead.

Yeah, it's a real work of art. [ your voice is a paintbrush, and so is your beat machine machine. another person would be the canvas, so on and so forth. ]

Alright, but first things first. I need some background to decide the 'what' and 'how' factors, so tell me something unique, about yourself. Let's move past the elementary cliches, 'kay? I want you to lay it on me, sizzled fat premium, like a to-go order at Sn'S.

Well, I'm an air pirate, if that's unique enough.

DAVE. What amazing babbling-related powers have you acquired?

What?

[ boy, it actually sounded like a question this time

but no, he shakes his head; his mind was elsewhere apparently ]

Meh, I guess we're both on the critical d-low with each other, so it'd be cool to cut the formal introductions bullshit and go straight to the important stuff. [ asking her about her favorite (troll!(?))singers would be pointless, he figures ]

What're you in the mood for? Y'know, the type of sound you want gracing your finespun troll ears. Got my beat sampler with me (bless), haven't lost my voice yet (god bless); it's your choice. Pick and win.

[ cool is a heavenly option ]

Is your ship the Flying Dutchman? [ doesn't that. fly. ]

Didn't care. [ john version one had mentioned something, but then abruptly left the city. yep. ] I don't live up to expectations, apparently.

[ if this other guy won't make a move.... ]

...I'm not singing country folk rock for you. [ let's just get that clear!!

elitist senses definitely tingling

in this achy breaky heart ]

[ does decaying slowly count? ]

Wanna play the game, too?

I saw that. [ yeah, he did, swear!! but music isn't something just for one group of beings to control, actually, it never ever was. that's just plain ludicrous. ]

I feel like I know where this is going. I also feel like I know what your powers are already. [ is this the part where he mentions john was here before and left? ANTICLIMATIC. ] But sure, I'll shake you on that.

[ hahahahahaha oh jeez, she kind of scared him. he doesn't jump, but he gets all wide-eyed behind his shades, all after he turns the video feed off.

hey.

in-person works, too. ]

Thanks for analyzing the situation. Wanna be subject 0-00751?

Oh! Hehe, I'm sorry. It sounds like a very nice power, though. I don't think you're the type who would abuse it.

There's someone I'm worried about. He hasn't arrived yet, you see, but I'm hoping that I get to see him again.

I'll be a good southern boy and accept that.

What's up?

[ he was always going to serenade him but, first thing's first ] What really happens when people disappear from here?

Don't know. I kind of just assumed the gods figure they've been useful enough and let 'em get back home.

[ acting kinda weird, dave! and not the normal kind of dave weird; terezi is a little concerned! sort of. maybe. ]

My auricular spongeclots are ready for whatever you've got. Sing me the song of your people, Dave.

I'd be willing to try.

[ raises an eyebrow. bring it on, Strider. ]

[Have an eyeroll]

I don't even know what my power is yet! There's no way you've figured it out.

Anyway, where do you want to meet up?

The Flying whatnow? [She smiles.] We're currently on the market for a ship, but we were flying on a ship called the Little Jack until just recently.

Is ... any of this specific enough? I'm not really sure what to say.

I definitely do.

[ Sure, why not! ]

[...what.]

I don't know. Wath I thuppothed to comprehend that? Becauthe you're thtill rambling jutht like alwayth but you're making even lethh thenthe than normal.

[ SHOULD DAVE TELL HIM HE'S BEEN HERE BEFORE... MAYBE... NAH... ]

Remind me what house you're in again. [ how about john's district this time. ]

[That's okay, Dave. He's already gotten the lecture about disappearing at inconvenient times from Vriska.]

Freya. So you could come over here or I could go over there. Whichever.

[ he's quiet at first, but then a low sound bellows out of him, a bit hard to make out, but pretty sweet if you like that sort of melancholy thing. it's kind of like beatboxing, totally with the hands.

and then...

AND THEN..... ]

Spit-kicker with an eye from the big dipper
[ BREATHE IN. OUT. ]
from an island clip emerges a loud whisper,
and I'm proud of this. It's my art!
You're doin' yoga just to look the part--

[ pimp the nonexistent beat. ]

You ain't artsier than me,
cuz you chop up breaks and you dig in the crates--

[ and for the finale... ]

You ain't artsier than me,
You're just a trendy lesbian, trolling thespian..!

[ and dave sighs, hands back in his pocket. the beat is harsh and horny like a crazed motherfucker; if that's any way to describe it. he doesn't know what to expect with his power, at all.

FEEL FREE TO REACT ACCORDINGLY. ]

...I'm afraid you lost me on what emotion you were attempting to convey.

[ she's mostly confused. is she supposed to be offended? that's sort of what she's getting here. human rap is quite offensive. ]

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