1st Trot

[frothymilk]

[Action - 945 Beulah St]

[Hey Beulah St. Hope you're enjoying waking up to sirens, because as soon as they fade, the screaming will start. Loud, high-pitched screaming that almost sounds like a panicked horse, actually, except that it doesn't stop right away.]

[Then a chair goes flying out the window]

[Phone]

What the fuck is this? WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?

[There may be a few who recognize the voice. In theory. It's far more emotive in a terrified sort of fashion than anyone ever has heard it before, and each outburst ends with a little whinny. The owner of this voice is also well known among his friends for being against swearing of all kind]

Highblood, please, oh god, are you there? What is this thing? Hello? Highblood, everything is wrong, where are you, oh gosh please tell me you're normal, oh, I can't bear the thought of your exquisite indigo... [he chokes] like this!

Please, come and kill me again, I don't want to be like this, I feel sick...

Comments

[frothymilk]

[He rolls his eyes, head tilting with the motion]

There are not normally people outside my windows when I throw things. Do not worry. It will not happen again.

My emotions are fine. I do not need help with them.

[adventuretime]

There might be more now! Humans seem to live together in closer knit areas. All these hives have people in them I think!

But you were just talking about emotions and handling them.

[frothymilk]

Yes, I can see that now. I did not know before.

I said I was handling in the manner that suits me best, Aradia. That does not require the input of an outside source.

[adventuretime]

If you say so. I was just trying to help.

You're still being a mopey pants though. Just saying. And I don't know what part of the timeline you're at.

[frothymilk]

Gamzee killed me. It was the best moment of my life.

And then I woke up here.

I am not moping.

[adventuretime]

Dying isn't usually something someone likes! I sure don't like being dead.

If you say so!

[frothymilk]

Oh, the dying was extremely... pleasurable. I hardly say I could comment about being dead. My eyes closed, and when I opened them, I was here. So unless this is the afterlife, which I doubt, then by no means have I ever been dead.

I liked you dead. You called me a snob, but you still accepted me.

[adventuretime]

I can still accept you now you know. Being dead just meant I was okay with everything and I didn't care about what happened. I just followed what was supposed to happen, and that isn't right. I was manipulated and my death was so I could play my role.

You still say and do things I don't always approve of, but that doesn't mean I can't accept you. It's not like the others haven't said or done things that bother me, but I've figured out that being alive and everyone being here is a chance for everyone to get another chance.

Mostly everyone is here. Nepeta hasn't returned yet, but she'll be alive when she comes here too.