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TG: this is going to be fucking stupid isnt it
[want to get in touch with Dave? you can leave a TEXT, VOICE, or VIDEO message — or alternatively, he shouldn't be too hard to track down in person. it's a hunk of junk space house. in space. he's around here somewhere.]
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[Huh. Now that he's come back to it though, Gundam really thought he'd gotten a little farther than this when he left to get Dave.]
Although. I wonder if perhaps it might be wise to focus our initial efforts on a smaller goal and gradually build upon our loftier ambitions.
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[which is to say, Dave has incredibly squishy baby cheeks.]
[but he pauses, getting a good look at Gundam's handiwork so far. then he sort of half shrugs, really moving only the shoulder that isn't currently a hamster platform.]
What, uh. What unholy demon corners do hamster gods need to get to around here?
[did he do it. did he do the Gundam-talk right.]
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He holds up three fingers.]
Behold! The power of all creatures derives from three separate sacred golden entities!
A place to sleep! Plenty of exercise! High quality food!
Within the confines of my dark kingdom the first two are easily accessible to them! They have free reign of my bed for their slumbers and the Singularity has gifted a most suitable wheel for exercise!
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[let's see if he can keep managing.]
[...........]
Okay, fair. Can't be a hamster Valhalla without the mead hall, or whatever. Isn't that how a Valhalla works? You sit around singing and eating and sometimes you conquer shit.
— Wait, hang on. You're gonna have to go over why you call Hinata the Singularity again, I only committed about a third of that origin story to memory.
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The destination is agreed upon! Fret not my Devas, this station shall be yours for the taking!
[Honestly though. It really pains Gundam to think anything the replicators spit out is akin to what he considers 'high quality food.' It's not something he minds eating himself but... his hamsters?
Given his abundant lack of talent when it comes to gardening, it'll just have to do.]
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...
I will not stand for any further mockery of him, Immortal Dave.
[Gundam looks across the hall at Hajime's door briefly. Despite walking away feeling as though he had outwitted Ryuji and Dave in their own game--!!
He was not pleased with how Hajime was included as collateral damage in their battle.]
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[and also, unfortunately, he's as good at blustering as he is being annoying when he's curious about something.]
What? I'm not mocking him, dude, I genuinely don't get what you mean.
[.....]
Which, okay, let's be real, that happens a lot.
But seriously, what the fuck is a Singularity. There was something about a pact, I think?
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[Gundam crouches down on the floor, busying himself with gluing two toilet paper rolls together.]
A singularity.
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When we first met he bore no pacts with any familiars. His magical essence was capped at a pitiful five. He was nothing more than a mere human. In truth, there was no reason for my association with him.
I was a creature of isolation. All I desired in our world was silence and callousness. Yet extenuating circumstances forced the fates of myself and other mortal beings to intertwine.
He was... most insistent on gaining the favor of all parties. Including even myself.
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Okay, lemme see if I've got this straight.
Y'all weren't at the same school or chess club or whatever at first, but then, randomly, you were. I dunno, did one of you move to a new city? And then you got put in the same class, and Hinata, against all the odds you apparently like to shove at people, won you over with the unyielding power of friendship.
I mean. To put it another way, y'all forged a sacred pal pact and the hamster overlords gave their blessing.
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Gundam twists his face up in distaste at Dave's summation. Why must you word it like this was some sort of saccharine after school special?]
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Yet I suspect you would not believe me even if I were to disclose the truth of this situation.
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[... 'cause he means that a bit literally. Dave is an outer space man who, as an outer space baby, shot to earth on a pony riding a meteor.]
Go ahead, try me.
from what little i know of homestuck -- dave is 100% correct
[Surely Hajime must have spoken about it at length given his intense admiration for it.]
the meteor thing is unfortunately a true story
[but, actually:]
No.
[oh.]
Wait, is that the same thing as the Project?
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....
[Do they know the same Hajime Hinata?]
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What is this... project of which you speak?
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I think it's this thing where you wear a lab coat and carry around a clipboard and you work on your science fair project. And there are a bunch of sassy teenagers standing around for some reason.
I dunno, though, dude, that was like five months ago, I don't really remember if he elaborated further than that.
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Maybe he'd never have any sort of recollection. Maybe it's a Reserve Course event.
Maybe he should get Hajime to talk about himself more.]
... Nevermind.
[None of this has to do with what Dave asked.]
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My attendance would have been a time passing trifle in the grand scheme of my existence. As if a Supreme Overlord's abilities could ever be bound by the earthly title of "Super High School Level Breeder."
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Yet unlike Hajime Hinata, I have no recollection of any of the time I spent there. I can only recall our first day. Our time in the actual school was brief as the very fabric of time and space was abruptly torn asunder before our very eyes.
Since that time the Singularity, myself and our classmates have been stranded upon an island lost in midst of an yielding blue abyss.
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... Super High School Level Breeder. [what.]
[but, weirdly enough, he doesn't ... seem all that perturbed by such a wild sounding story? because —]
That's really fuckin' weird, but to be honest, that's the same exact shit that happened to us. Except it was more of a "chill on a lab on a meteor in the middle of space for three years" setup, not an island.
Even got goofy titles like that one, too. Mine's Knight of Time.
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[Wait.]
Knight of Time?
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So you have finally revealed unto me your true name!
[Gundam looks incredibly pleased at this development.]
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What? Oh, yeah, I guess that's it. I've got my preferences, too, though, Supreme Ovelord of Ice Pop.
[forgive him, Gundam, he doesn't even realize he made a slight enhancement to the title. it just slipped out.]
Just Dave is fine. Or, nah, go with immortal god of hamster Valhalla, that one's pretty cool.
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