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Sure thing.

[ yes there is important work to be done now...dave holds up a hand for a high...five? whatever. he pats wiz on the head after a second for good measure. HEY WIZ DID YOU MISS THEM???

dave seems to be doing? okay? with the suit swimming? it's kind of weird as fuck still but it's fun and he is completely nailing this ariel thing. ]

How far out's the site?

[It's kinda impressive to see it actually work. Dirk knew that in theory it would be a perfectly useable method of transportation, but he had his doubts about the practice of it. Good work, Dave. You're a great Ariel.]

Not far. I figured we'd want it somewhere that people were likely to see it.

[Heavens forbid they spare the rest of the base from their shitty humour.]

[ he is the best disney princess, it is him.

alternately he is the nerdiest kid who ever used enforced athletics on anything ever. ]

We'll brighten everyone's day. Hey, Rose has even read all my comics although I think she's rusty on her references. Maybe she'll get it?

[Make it both.]

How could she not? That masterpiece of garbage is way too memorable for anyone to forget.

[NOT EVERYONE WATCHED EVERY MOVIE LIKE 500 TIMES, DIRK.]

Roxy should get it too.

She's part of the fanbase, too?

[ is there no one in this canon that dave's sense of humor has not tainted ]

Dude, you are seriously underestimating how influential that franchise is. You were famous. Like, eclipsed-the-stars famous. All-the-awards, automatically-in-the-NFR famous. Everyone watched those. They remained culturally and historically significant for as long as there were humans to watch them. And obviously, me and Roxy have a special regard for the creations of our illustrious ancestors.

[While the telepathy extends in monotony, there's that push behind it, like Dirk is trying to restrain himself from being overbearing about just how important the works of his Bro and Roxy's Mom were to him personally, while simultaneously wanting to communicate that exact level of importance in terms of the world.]

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[ dave wants to say well of fucking course and he's probably going to joke, but. it's still kinda weird to hear about. post-scratch dave, you did well, even if dave knows he wouldn't trade his life for that one for anything. ...like, obviously the ending was not preferable even if it sounded like dave strider went out in stereo surround sound, but. even worse was a version of himself without the people who mattered most ]

I'd rub Rose's nose in it but I'm p sure she was the same way but with wordy wizard books, yeah? Strilondes are just naturally destined for greatness in the arts.

[ HE GUESSES DIRK'S PUPPET PORN PRE-SCRATCH...COUNTS...BUT DOESN'T MENTION THAT... ]

Works out great for me since y'all catch what I'm laying down usually. Except when you don't have any idea what I'm talking about but that is less referential and more metaphoric, and if your brain don't run crisscross tracks that can't be helped.

Yeah, you and Roxy share a proclivity for total nonsense which can't be helped. Fortunately, you're both too awesome for that to be anything but a charm point. But the Complacency of the Learned was very well-regarded. The series was maybe a bit dense, and fantastically allegorical, although nothing that anyone could have correctly interpreted without already knowing the cosmic truths behind the Baroness and her boss.

The movie adaptations were garbage, but that's a given.

[He kicks higher up above the seafloor when he reaches the spot to survey the choice again. A fairly wide area, lots of grass, and enough distortion in terms of 'flatness' that their best efforts will be warped as jpeg artefacts warped the comics.]

Here we go. Wiz is going to be hanging out above us, so if you need an overhead shot of how we're doing, just check your comm and he'll transmit it to you.

Rose should have let post-scratch me adapt her books, I could do some neat-ass things with her dense wizard fic.

[ he has no idea what post-scratch dave would do with them but he imagines he could do some funny things with even his rose's wizardfic. thinking in terms of a movie script isn't an impossibility, although it's not a medium dave has ever really experimented with so far. aside from a few shitty hand-held camcorded things he only really sent to his friends. ]

And got it. You're chill working without a gameplan?

[ or does dirk need a specific goal in mind for this art. not that dave will comply, but he's teasing. ]

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You definitely would have done something with them.

[Good or bad, no one could say. Dirk would have loved it though.

At Dave's prodding, Dirk just glances over at him. His eyebrows can be seen raised over the edges of his glasses, suggesting a smile for his line of a mouth.]

Oh, I'm good, Lil Mer. I'm just here to be a part of your world.

Maybe if Rose ends up doing more fic here I'll do something with that.

[ mostly to tease rose. but also because he thinks it could be fun? because he could tease rose and also dick around with short clip videos on his iphone or something. that...only the other strilondes would care to see but whatever.

it's impossible to tell if dave's smiling back with the suit but he probably he? his smiles are pretty minute a lot of the time but he does them a lot around dirk when they're not in heart-to-heart mode and are just dicking around. ]

Then let's make this shit transpire.

[ dave is going to do this as he does most of his artistic endeavors: completely by instinct and whimsy, so. he will be kinda...dropping metal wherever he fucking feels like it...and a picture may take a bit to emerge. ]

You got it, bro.

[Of course Dirk is more systematic. And he'd point out to Dave that it is actually basically impossible to have any kind of joint-effort on this if they don't even know what the end goal is? He can't just haplessly crush grass hoping it'll mesh up with whatever random nonsense Dave is trying to construct.

And yet, there he is, doing just that. Absently using his metal plate to flatten grass on the plateau. It requires extra effort when buoyancy is fighting gravity, and as he hops along, he considers maybe getting gasopod poison when they're done to make it a more permanent affair.]

[ he could point it out, but dave would probably just say that true art isn't planned or some bullshit he made up on the spot because. don't stifle him!! besides, the entire aesthetic of sbahj means that a mashup of random nonsense and whatever dirk does will actually Work in the overall mythology of his masterpiece.

yeah.

if dirk keeps checking the overhead layout, it seems like dave might be working on sweet bro's head first and foremost. he figures they will just like, do some iconic poses here or something. yeah, sweet bro as lady liberty, hella jeff as a merman. geromy doing something cool.

of course he doesn't bother to explain. any of that. so sweet bro will just slowly emerge and then details will start happening maybe. interspersed with whatever dirk's doing. ]

This is the best canvas I've ever used, damn.

[Dirk has been thinking about this for a long time. That's probably not a surprise, but fairly early into his thoughts about how he should approach this, he realized that planning was completely pointless. Dave was going to go Dave on the project. He'd wing it, gloriously, and come up with whatever he feels the need to have.

This left Dirk a multitude of options, only two of which were possible. Simply embrace the improvisation, or develop an intricately plotted structure as a counterbalance to Dave's untamed artistry.]

Most canvases don't drop eggs. [Dirk has stopped his efforts to bend down and... those sure are shiny Mesmer eggs. Given the discussion of canvases, Dirk wonders about Mesmer eggs as a paint base at almost the same time as he wonders how they taste. Either way, he captchas them for later use.] Keep an eye out for Mesmers. Or don't. We don't want you hypnotised into fucking up your masterpiece.

Who am I kidding, that'd add to the aesthetic it. Go get yourself hypnotised, Dave.

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Dude, that feels like you're encouraging me to do drugs. Does getting hypnotized count as drugs? Well either way I'm pretty sure you just went anti after school special on me and you should be...well actually I don't really give a fuck so don't bother being ashamed or anything, not that you would. Does this mean we actually learned a thing on our vacation? Shit, look at all this rampant competence up in here.

[ now when people ask how they spent the day they can refer them to the 1 thing that they learned. hell fucking yes.

that is definitely sweet bro's head and now dave is adding lady liberty's crown...thing? he can work on the torch in a bit if dirk doesn't figure out where he's going with this. ]

This is your brain on Mesmers, bro.

[Dirk for his part is actually working away at the bottom of the structure. He does smile a little when he realizes what Dave is doing. That is absolutely ridiculous. But he has been forming a nice arc, shallow and elliptical, a bit under where Dave is working on Bro Liberty.]

I'd rather see my brain on apple juice tbh.

[ dave shut up about apple juice it's been three years - HE WILL NEVER SHUT UP ABOUT APPLE JUICE. someday he's going to get apple juice and make dirk drink some maybe if he can force himself to spare a mouthful.

dave gets bored of bro liberty for the moment and starts working on what will eventually become hella jeff. ]

A surprising revelation.

[While Dave constructs the great Hella Jeff, Dirk continues with his arc. It's massive, skirting underneath all of Dave's canvas. In fact, it seems to provide a base for Dave's canvas?

Especially as Dirk starts working in a cross-hatched design starting at the base...]

[ dirk are you actually cross-hatching who does that????? ]

I know, I try to play my aj thing kinda close to the chest, but I figure you can handle the knowledge. [ he doesn't try to play it close to the chest at all. ] Do you think we can like, milk fish? Do fish milk. Or like. Fish mammals. I bet reefbacks do milk.

[JUST FUCKING TRUST HIM]

Why would we do that.

[ WOW HE'S LETTING YOU DO YOUR THING he's just like "holy shit should i be putting in Effort here???????"

it's followed by "nah" though, so. ]

IDK about you but I miss shit that requires milk as a component to make. Like baked goods shit. Not that I know a lot of recipes, but I assume URSULA may have a few kicking around, or there's this cute waitress chick who offered to try to make nachos who probs knows some?

Hold up. Who here knows how to make nachos?

[BAKED GOODS ARE GREAT (will never match up to Jane's stuff of course) BUT WHAT'S THIS ABOUT JUNKFOOD?]

Mai, the cute waitress chick. She didn't say she knew how so much as she agreed to try to figure out how to make them for me? We were chatting about nachos, so it just came up naturally.

[ why the fuck is dave talking with girls about nachos, apparently he's not gonna elaborate. ]

That makes sense. [No it doesn't?] I hope you're intending on sharing that first batch with me. [HE WANTS THE JUNK FOOD, DAVE.

As he intricately works on the base he is providing for their crop circle. It is becoming more and more apparent that it's akin to a banana—no, the base of a boat of some kind?]

Dude, why the fuck would I lay my hands on some junk food and then not share with you. I mean, you're shit out of luck if I ever run across a glass of aj, but everything else I'd share. I would not share aj with Rose. Or Karkat. ...I'd give some to the Mayor, though, you just can't not share shit with the Mayor.

[ dave's passionate love for the mayor continues.

he kind of eyes what dirk's doing - the titanic???? who knows???? - and flips back to his statue of liberty thing because yeah. ]

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