======> the ground is falling

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Belial does just that. It's rare that he has the time or incentive to do anything other than make clothing and wreck other people's houses but he's managed to make an opening in his busy schedule for some personal time. Just him and the cool wind and an open field of brightly colored flowers and green grasses. Off in the distance he can see the backside of his mountain. He rarely ever came out this way. It was a steeper walk to get here than to go to the forest but he had plenty of time. At least, he hoped he did. They wouldn't be starting the game for a bit longer and he wanted some time to think things over.
He didn't really know if he wanted to even play. There was next to nothing in it for him aside from being leader of the blue team, and even then it was just him leading a bunch of morons off to do... what exactly? He had no real idea what the goal of the game even was.

He sighed and stopped for a few seconds, bending down to look at the small flowers sprouting from the ground. A small blue flower in particular caught his attention. There weren't many of them in the area and they seemed to be getting smothered by the encroaching yellow and pink flowers, their colors bright in comparison to the muted blue of the bell-shaped flower. He picked the small flower and quickly captchalogued it, deciding he could design a nice dress around it later.

As soon as he stood and took a step forward he knew something was entirely wrong; the world shook silently and seemed to be rushing up at him. It took a few seconds for him to realize what was happening. The ground was collapsing, probably giving way to a burrow or cave below ground.

He hit the ground, his arms making a sharp cracking sound as the metal hit the cold rocks below. He grunted and pushed himself up, looking around the ruble. It wasn't just a cave, he could see furniture laying around mostly broken from his fall. He'd fallen into someone's poorly built hive.

[SVIERO STELTH]

[atrb=width,500px][atrb=border,0px,true][atrb=vAlign,top][STYLE=border-right: 120px solid #4a4d5a; text-align: justify; padding: 0px 10px 20px 0px;font-size: 10px]What. The. Fuck. She had just been enjoying a dip. Just a nap. Promised she would wake up before her lusus caught her sleeping. Covered in red ooze, she had just sleepily lifted her eyes open, focusing to let in as much light as they could due to the lack of light. A cool draft floated into the room, causing her to shiver, and before she could realize what had just happened, a cascade of rocks and dirt collapsed into her room, a pile of the stuff blocking her door. She looked up, cheeks madly blue, and realized there was someone in her hive. "WHAT THE FUCK? GET THE FUCK OUT" She growled, eyes beaming yellow due to her shades resting on the desk beside her. She had attempted to reach them, but realized she couldn't cover herself up with just one hand, and the blue lining beneath her eyes showed brightly. Despite having clothes on, she was only wearing a T-shirt, and covered in red slime, not to mention gravel from the troll's rude entering. "DIDN'T YOU FUCKING HEAR ME? I SAID GET THE FUCK OUT!" Sviero had pointed to the door, without even realizing it was blocked off. The ceiling was most likely too high for them to crawl out of, but she was still quite clearly pissed that she was so rudely awakened.[/style][STYLE=float: left; width: 380;border: 3px solid #4a4d5a;width: 100px; height: 100px;][/style][STYLE=float: left;width: 250px;padding-left: 10px;font-size: 10px]Notes: dayum Word count:226 Tagged: belial template by pianissimo of btn[/style][STYLE=color: #4a4d5a; font-family: georgia; font-size: 40px; letter-spacing: -5;line-height: 23px;margin-right: 5px;float: right;width: 120px;text-align: right;]how can i be brave when i'm afraid to fall[/style]

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Haha. Nope. No. He was being yelled at and there was not even a second spared to consider being calm.

"How about fuck you, how am I supposed to even get out of this shit hole?" he immediately snapped, "What am I supposed to fucking do, fly out?"

He glared down at the girl who was just a few feet away. It appeared as if he'd caught her while she was sleeping, if the goo covering her skin was any indication. Not that he even cared, it was entirely her fault for building a hive with absolutely no structural support. Were an earthquake to occur the whole thing would probably collapse and rid the world of her stupidity. The thought almost made him smile, but he refrained and instead frowned further, his large teeth making him look far angrier than he was. Which was saying something, he was already pretty pissed.

[SVIERO STELTH]

[atrb=width,500px][atrb=border,0px,true][atrb=vAlign,top][STYLE=border-right: 120px solid #4a4d5a; text-align: justify; padding: 0px 10px 20px 0px;font-size: 10px]The blueblood was almost turning literally blue, picking up a rubble on the ground and throwing it at the troll before her. She proceeded to grab her glasses from behind her, and placed them roughly on the bridge of her nose. Thoughts were rushing through her head, a mix of confusion, anger, and embarrassment. She wasn't sure which one was more than the other, just that she was feeling like she was going to burst. She needed to just fuck up something, beat it to a pummel. She chose to throw a rock, instead. Nice. "Well, what the fuck do you suppose I do? Try to stand here looking decently normal while I'm fucking looking like this? Turn around or something then, shit!" She shooed him with her hand, teeth on edge and gritting violently, trying to keep from screaming again. She just hoped her lusus could hear her screaming, and possibly come to help. And then bite the shit out of this fucker. She'd love to see him writhe on the ground in pain, the poison slowly making it's way through his dumb blood, and then paralyze him. Svi wouldn't even care if her lusus ate him or not, just that he was fucking out of here. And then they'd have to relocate her room to a less-probable-to-cave-in section of her underground cavern system.[/style][STYLE=float: left; width: 380;border: 3px solid #4a4d5a;width: 100px; height: 100px;][/style][STYLE=float: left;width: 250px;padding-left: 10px;font-size: 10px]Notes: dayum Word count:225 Tagged: belial template by pianissimo of btn[/style][STYLE=color: #4a4d5a; font-family: georgia; font-size: 40px; letter-spacing: -5;line-height: 23px;margin-right: 5px;float: right;width: 120px;text-align: right;]how can i be brave when i'm afraid to fall[/style]

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Belial just rolled his eyes and quickly opened this inventory, checking over what he had on hand. He didn't carry much female clothing but he always had at least one outfit on hand should a fashion crisis arise as one was most likely about to. He pulled a simply black and gray dress from his inventory. It might be a little big on her but it would do. He tossed it at her.

"Whatever you have I can guarantee this will be better," he stated and turned around, going to look at the blocked off door.

It seemed it was completely blocked. It had collapsed more than just part of this room, it looked like whatever was on the other side of the door was also pretty much destroyed.

[SVIERO STELTH]

[atrb=width,500px][atrb=border,0px,true][atrb=vAlign,top][STYLE=border-right: 120px solid #4a4d5a; text-align: justify; padding: 0px 10px 20px 0px;font-size: 10px]Sviero growled in her throat, a light humm that almost sounded like a snake. The black dress was tossed to her as the troll turned around, and she held it in her hands for what seemed like an eternity. Staring at it. It was mocking her. "I am not fucking wearing this... dress!" She threw it in disgust and decided to see if there was anything near her recuperacoon to wear. Nothing. But she refused to wear a dress. It was so... stereotypical of a female to wear. She hated them with a passion. "Fuck," she cursed to herself, looking over the hole in her ceiling above her. Next time, she should get a room with a lower roof. Then maybe she would've been able to crawl out. Oh, and make some sort of emergency exit. And a thicker roof. And fuck, maybe they should just move out altogether. Except her lusus hated anywhere where the sun didn't shine and there wasn't any shade, which was basically everywhere else but here. "Ugh, fuck. Can you just... not look this way. At all." Sviero growled and turned to keep looking for some form of pants or shorts she could wear, but she was coming up with nothing. Maybe it would've been easier to combine her room with her other rooms. Or, at least the one where her clothes are. But her lusus loves to shed her skin in there, and if she were to merge the two, she'd end up with a shitpile of dead snake skin, and that'd just be fucking weird.[/style][STYLE=float: left; width: 380;border: 3px solid #4a4d5a;width: 100px; height: 100px;][/style][STYLE=float: left;width: 250px;padding-left: 10px;font-size: 10px]Notes: dayum Word count:262 Tagged: belial template by pianissimo of btn[/style][STYLE=color: #4a4d5a; font-family: georgia; font-size: 40px; letter-spacing: -5;line-height: 23px;margin-right: 5px;float: right;width: 120px;text-align: right;]how can i be brave when i'm afraid to fall[/style]

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Belial knows he doesn't. His inventory is mostly full of clothing, fabric, and sewing supplies. There were a few flares and small bombs left over from clearing out the caves below his castle but really those would just cause another cave-in and maybe even kill him and he was smarter than that. He was probably strong enough to just move all the ruble but there wasn't really anywhere to put it and even then it would take a good deal of time. There was really no telling how much on the other side of the door was collapsed.

"Don't be a bitch, just put on the dress and help me get out of here," he said, trying to keep the bite out of his voice.

It wasn't working. He was getting to the point of being violently annoyed. He just wanted to get out of here. Clearly his nice stroll was ruined, he would probably just return home and start in on fixing his hive. At least that would be constructive.

[SVIERO STELTH]

[atrb=width,500px][atrb=border,0px,true][atrb=vAlign,top][STYLE=border-right: 120px solid #4a4d5a; text-align: justify; padding: 0px 10px 20px 0px;font-size: 10px]"Oh, shut the fuck up and move aside." She said, too annoyed to be embarrassed anymore. Her lean arms began tearing away at the rubble with ease, her STRONG muscles able to penetrate through the barrier, as opposed to the other troll's weak limbs. This probably wouldn't take more than five minutes, but she'd have to be careful not to ruin the rest of her room in the process. Mainly her recuperacoon and grubtop. She didn't need to buy another one of those when she's already got a problem with her roof. "Geez, you're so fucking weak." She growled, the debris beginning to disappear now. But, for now, she decided to take a break, moving aside her grubtop underneath her desk to avoid the chances of it getting crushed by the flying rubble, and just hoping that her recuperacoon doesn't burst. The last thing tey need is to have her room flooded by red sopor slime. She did her best to keep herself covered as best she could, trying to face the troll while bending down, and making sure that he wasn't eyeing her while she worked. And, if she caught him doing so, she slap the fuck outta him.[/style][STYLE=float: left; width: 380;border: 3px solid #4a4d5a;width: 100px; height: 100px;][/style][STYLE=float: left;width: 250px;padding-left: 10px;font-size: 10px]Notes: dayum Word count:200 Tagged: belial template by pianissimo of btn[/style][STYLE=color: #4a4d5a; font-family: georgia; font-size: 40px; letter-spacing: -5;line-height: 23px;margin-right: 5px;float: right;width: 120px;text-align: right;]how can i be brave when i'm afraid to fall[/style]

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Belial just rolled his eyes and walked over to stand next to her, tossing rocks out of the way with no regard as to where they landed behind him. After removing a particularly large one he heard a loud crack followed by the sound of something slowly oozing onto the floor.

"Whoops," he muttered, not bothering to stop and see what had happened.

The whole place needed remodeling anyway so who even cared what got broken? Not him, that was for sure.

[SVIERO STELTH]

[atrb=width,500px][atrb=border,0px,true][atrb=vAlign,top][STYLE=border-right: 120px solid #4a4d5a; text-align: justify; padding: 0px 10px 20px 0px;font-size: 10px]The noise of an oozing substance trailed behind her. Svi's ears perked up at the sound, but she only furrowed her brows and continued working, ignoring whatever it was behind her. She had bigger problems right now. Stupid little... why did he have to go and do this? Just one calm, relaxing nap to ease her stress, and when she wakes up, stress sucker punches her in the face. It's like she can't fucking get away from the stuff. It just follows her like a rain cloud hovering above her head, just waiting for her to get in the perfect position before a lightning bolt jumps out of the sky and zaps her. Everything just loves to fuck with her, just to see how she reacts, huh? Then, she starts feeling something on her leg. She looks down. Oh... fuck. "What the fuck did you do?" Sviero growls, noticing the red slime crawling up her leg quite fast. It's probably a few inches of it already beginning to fill up her small room. The small amount of area in her room meant it would probably fill up fast."What the fuck? You broke my recuperacoon! Haven't you broken enough shit today?" [/style][STYLE=float: left; width: 380;border: 3px solid #4a4d5a;width: 100px; height: 100px;][/style][STYLE=float: left;width: 250px;padding-left: 10px;font-size: 10px]Notes: dayum Word count:201 Tagged: belial template by pianissimo of btn[/style][STYLE=color: #4a4d5a; font-family: georgia; font-size: 40px; letter-spacing: -5;line-height: 23px;margin-right: 5px;float: right;width: 120px;text-align: right;]how can i be brave when i'm afraid to fall[/style]

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"Maybe I haven't," Belial spat, picking up another good-sized rock and tossing it at the already quite cracked recuperacoon, creating another hole in it.

He watched as the red slime began to flow out faster, coating the floor and rubble in a layer of ooze and mixing with the dirt and dust to create dark swirls. Belial watched as it crawled towards him, just touching the toes of his boots.
Breaking the recupracoon seemed like a good idea at the time, but he was also pretty sure it was going to fuck up his boots. The most he could hope for was that it wouldn't sink into the material and stain it too badly, it was such a disgusting color.

[SVIERO STELTH]

[atrb=width,500px][atrb=border,0px,true][atrb=vAlign,top][STYLE=border-right: 120px solid #4a4d5a; text-align: justify; padding: 0px 10px 20px 0px;font-size: 10px]The floor began to stain red, and the sopor slime from her recuperacoon began to flood the ground, passing the halfway mark to her knee. It probably wouldn't drown them, but it would make it much more difficult to start moving more rocks. Sviero's cheeks, despite her gray shins turning red, began to a dark shade of indigo, from both embarrassment and anger. Furiously, she kicked aside some more rocks and began to toss aside more rocks. "You're a fucking idiot." she growled, although seemingly more calm than before, if that was even possible. This was already embarrassing enough, and now the little fucker just had to go and break more shit, huh? Well, she'd be sure to get him all nice and dirty and covered with red slime before he left, just to see him gripe about it. She wasn't one for revenge, but this was something he was going to have to pay up for. Especially something like this, the idiot. Couldn't he have just apologized and shut the fuck up and start moving rocks? Was he that prideful of his own stupid mistakes? Apparently so, because it seemed as though he hadn't made a single effort to help her, aside from whining and breaking more shit. What was next, her desk?[/style][STYLE=float: left; width: 380;border: 3px solid #4a4d5a;width: 100px; height: 100px;][/style][STYLE=float: left;width: 250px;padding-left: 10px;font-size: 10px]Notes: dayum Word count:214 Tagged: belial template by pianissimo of btn[/style][STYLE=color: #4a4d5a; font-family: georgia; font-size: 40px; letter-spacing: -5;line-height: 23px;margin-right: 5px;float: right;width: 120px;text-align: right;]how can i be brave when i'm afraid to fall[/style]

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He'd done nothing yet compared to what he could do. Though for the moment he chose to hop on top of a nearby desk to get away from the quickly encroaching slime, shoving whatever was on top of the desk off. He watched a couple of items, a grubtop and a tattered book of some sort, sink down into the red slime and disappear quickly. He pulled his feet up and out of the mess, leaning back against the wall. It didn't look like he could get any higher up than this and the sopor would probably get above the desk's level, but this was the best he could do besides stripping down to avoid wrecking his clothing.

"And you're a dumb bitch," he stated, wiping some slime off his hand and onto the desk.

He may have built his hive on a nearly inaccessible mountainside with a nest of vermin below, but at least it was stable. This girl probably just picked the first place she came across with no real regards as to whether it was even sort of safe. How she'd managed to survive this long without a cave-in was a mystery.

"This is entirely your fault, you know," he said and rolled his eyes.

[SVIERO STELTH]

[atrb=width,500px][atrb=border,0px,true][atrb=vAlign,top][STYLE=border-right: 120px solid #4a4d5a; text-align: justify; padding: 0px 10px 20px 0px;font-size: 10px]Sviero mumbled under her breath, too exhausted to yell anymore, and watched in horror as her journal and grubtop sank to the bottom of the sopor slime. He was going to pay for that. Quite literally. She owed him two hundred boonbucks, at the least. That shit was expensive. Although, she was kind of glad her journal was ruined. She didn't have to write in the stupid shit anymore. And it's not like she had any chums to chat with on her grubtop. Oh who was she kidding. She was an outcast. She refused to break into tears, so she instead turned away from the lazy ass and cleared out more rocks. "Y'know, it'd be nice if you could fucking help for once, lazy ass." She stated. Simply stated. It wasn't in a rough tone, nor an angry one. It almost seemed as if she had just burned her body of all her rage, and was just hanging like a limp ragdoll that had been played with for far too long. She'd have to get her revenge later, when she wasn't too tired to scream at the top of her lungs. For now, just try to not be embarrassed, hope he adverts his eyes from her bosom hanging out as she works, and get the fuck out of there as soon as possible.[/style][STYLE=float: left; width: 380;border: 3px solid #4a4d5a;width: 100px; height: 100px;][/style][STYLE=float: left;width: 250px;padding-left: 10px;font-size: 10px]Notes: dayum Word count:223 Tagged: belial template by pianissimo of btn[/style][STYLE=color: #4a4d5a; font-family: georgia; font-size: 40px; letter-spacing: -5;line-height: 23px;margin-right: 5px;float: right;width: 120px;text-align: right;]how can i be brave when i'm afraid to fall[/style]

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"That would be nice," he said, watching as a pen bobbed to the surface and floated by, "But I'm not a particularly nice person nor am I in a particularly nice mood."

And she wasn't anyone he wanted to be particularly nice to, anyway. In fact, he felt the need to go out of his way to irritate her. To display this he reached over and knocked a nearby guitar off its place on the wall and into the slime. He watched it sink, red sopor slowly covering its shiny surface and filling it up. It went down slowly at first, sinking faster as it filled up and leaving nothing but a small whirl or dirt-streaked ooze where it had been.