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DAVE STRIDER

consider this your warning about stairs. itll just keep happening bro. im telling you man

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Not better than mine? [ he laughs even as he slides into the passenger seat. ] Seriously, Egbert. We need to fix your car door.

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[He makes a face and settles in the driver seat, setting up his phone on the dash so he can see where he's going. Why he didn't do this before instead of making Dave do it we just don't know.]

But then you'll have to open your own door? The terror.

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[ does dave have to take over... ]

I'm pretty sure you'd open it anyway.

[ ...............

HE'S JUST SAYING. ]

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That...no? [Yes.] Shut up, get your own door. [And they're off, driving away from campus and out to somewhere in Viea Village.]

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Nah. I like bein' treated like a princess.

[ HE'S MAYBE KIDDING??? ]

So, do you have a Halloween mix or nope?

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Excuse you, I am pretty sure I am the heir here. [There's a small smirk.] If I say no, is a mix going to drop out of your 'dex right now?

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Sorry, did you want me to kiss your hand and call you "milord"?

[ dryly. ]

Also, I always have music on me, you know this.

[windeity]

Only if you want me to laugh a lot, or whenever I have an actual crown on my head. Shit. That's what I should have done for Halloween. [Alas.] I have a half-put-together mix but go ahead and DJ if you've got something in mind.

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Dressed up as the Heir of Breath? Hate to say it, dude, but the Heir doesn't get a crown. Also I want to hear the half-put-together mix, obviously?

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No, as a king. But why don't I get a crown? That seems like the opposite of an Heir. [But once they are at a stop light, he'll flick through his phone to a Spotify playlist and hits play.]

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Just be glad you don't have ridiculous poofy pants. Overall, we made out like bandits.

[ what the FUCK was dirk wearing classpect wise. thankfully, dave does not remember what jake was wearing?

like, narrowly averted crisis.

he laughs at the song, though, and starts to sing along. ]

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That is a good point. I kind of like the godtier outfits. Or at least what I can remember. They seemed really comfortable and I am definitely glad for pants. I have questions, but I will skip them.

[He grins though before he moves to turn the volume up a little louder, driving them across the city toward this haunted house. Other songs that pop up are the classics like Thriller, Zombie by the Cranberries, etc. Either way, they arrive not long after that and John parks the car in front of a large, looming house obviously set up for Halloween.] Check it out.

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I have mine.

[ CALMLY - another thing he never mentioned, although after singing along to some songs and hitting the house, dave's eyebrows raise. ]

Sweet. Do you think they allow flash photography?

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They might? I don't know, I think it depends on what their policy is on stuff. Also, back up. What do you mean you have yours? Are you serious?

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Yeah. I've had 'em for a while, I just don't wear them.

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I would ask "why not" but I am pretty sure I know the answer. [Let's head to the haunted house, Dave.] Also are you hoping to blind the monsters in the house with the flash or what?

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No? I'd be takin' pictures of you. And any cool stuff in there, true.

[ ..............WHY IS HE NOT BOTHERING TO ASK IF JOHN IS OKAY WITH THIS ]

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[...Dave why are you like this.]

Huh. Okay, whatever. [A grin. He'll lead them up to the front door and pay the coverage charge since it's one of those haunted houses with like actors and rooms to walk through and stuff. They can go to an abandoned house another day.] I think they probably will? You see pictures online all the time of people reacting to jumpscares in haunted houses.

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[ john why are you like this and just letting him do whatever?? dave is following along, and for once doesn't put up a fuss about john paying. he is maybe trying to stick to that talk they had about actually splitting costs or trading off evenly. ]

Yeah, but you ain't really the jumpscare type, are you?

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[Good job, Dave. And also maybe let him live.]

Not really. I have been doing haunted houses and mazes and stuff since I was a kid and they are always just fun for me. But I think that is because I like horror movies and stuff. [And into the house they go...it's a dark narrow hallway first, but John seems to be able to see where he's going.]

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[ dave's literally in shades, although he has his camera around his neck and is idly fiddling with settings. he doesn't seem bothered by the dark, though. ]

You like most genres of movie, dude, don't you? Like, which ones are you opposed to?

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[Somewhere in the distance there's low growling noises but haha whatever.]

You could say that. I am not big on, like, war movies because they can be kind of boring without a lot of action or like straight-up romance movies. Otherwise yeah I am open to everything.

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[ it only sets dave on edge because > jacks but there's no visible reaction beyond shifting closer to john in case he has to draw...his sword...

the automatic combative reaction just cannot be suppressed at this point. ]

I tend to like non-serious shit.

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[He's...keeping an eye on Dave and he's actually wondering if this was a good idea. He's convinced it's part of the house and not Jack, but uh. They're probably fine. At least some of the lights start to appear toward the end of the hall.]

I should show you some of the mockumentaries I watched over the summer. You'd probably like those.

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[ like. beyond shifting positions without seemingly think about it he seems fine? WHICH maybe that's a little concerning, how little he seems to react to being on edge and how he just notes it and shifts a little more wary, but yeah. ]

Mockumentaries are entirely my jam, so yeah, probably. What was your favorite?