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[parodeity]

DAVE STRIDER

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

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[windeity]

Well no, but at least with both of us following him we know what's going to happen? [That makes no sense but ok. ]

[parodeity]

You mean, better than letting you follow alone and me not knowin' what was up?

[windeity]

Yes, exactly. I kind of feel like that would be worse and I would rather not make you upset doing that.

[parodeity]

You're cute. We seem to not be going to freezing balls hell so you may also not be in trouble.

[windeity]

I appreciate that. [The wolf doesn't seem to give a fuck what they're talking about seeing how he continues ahead leading them right to the cemetery, disappearing through an open slate of a wrought-iron fence and leaving them to figure out a way in.]

Are we dead?

[parodeity]

[ a shrug. ] Technically I'm probably undead, but also: sweet.

[ HE LIKES GRAVEYARDS.

...also

they can just like.

fly over, so dave Does That. ]

[windeity]

If you're undead, what does that make me? [He dissolves into shadows and disappears to reappear at Dave's side again. Magnus woofs at them and begins to walk through rows and rows of graves to let them follow.]

[parodeity]

Alive but undead adjacent maybe? You have blood and stuff. [ because dave is weird he relaxes as they go further into the graveyard. ] The last time I was here I was shooting a video with Minato.

[windeity]

Nothing about that surprises me. Why the cemetery? [As they follow the wolf they venture further into the dark to where the only thing that's really glowing is Dave. Oh well. ]

[parodeity]

Maybe we have to stop a zombie invasion? [ there are zombies around right

dave doesn't sound that concerned about this, though. ]

[windeity]

[There's a laugh that almost doesn't sound amused.] Why would we need to stop something like that? That almost sounds like a good idea. Maybe we're supposed to lead one?

[parodeity]

You wanna take over the world with me, babe? [ he's down oddly enough ]

[windeity]

Obviously. Who else? [This is Bad.] What would be your first order of business if we ruled the world?

[The wolf winds down a few paths and seems to be leading them to what looks like...a pile of stones.]

[parodeity]

Making you wear fewer shirts.

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

????????????? dave. ]

[windeity]

[He briefly flusters.] How would that help us take over the world?

[parodeity]

...Morale boost?

[windeity]

For you or me? I think you might be biased.

[parodeity]

Like you don't like me looking at you.

[windeity]

Of course I do but that's not going to help us. [They approach the pile of stones and the wolf woofs, nudging a rock with his nose and giving the two of them an expectant look. It appears to be stones piled high on a grave, but John's giving it a once-over.]

...think we're supposed to move everything?

[parodeity]

If by we you mean you. You're the one with shadowy wind powers.

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[windeity]

[An eyeroll.] You could pretend to help? You have superspeed here, not me. [But he's already starting to move one of the stones, and as he does so a loud, flat musical note plays from somewhere. Like a tuba.]

[parodeity]

Oh, ew. Someone needs to work on their musical skills. [ THAT WAS FLAT. ]

[windeity]

[He also looks marginally offended and he puts the rock down. Give him a moment to stare at the pile before he begins to pull out another one. There's another flat, angry brassy-sound before John shoves the stone back in place. He moves over to the right, pulling on another stone and eliciting a clear trumpet note.]

...uh. [What the fuck.]

[parodeity]

Huh. Maybe we have to play the musical rocks to get them out? [ this is such a kiddy quest, he thinks, but he doesn't mind. ]

[windeity]

[Is it? Because John's already annoyed and he's probably going to have a harder time with this just because of a lack of patience.] Can't we just knock the whole thing over and get it over with?

[The answer's no, but it's tempting.]