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[wagers]

[She's psyching herself up! A lot is going on right now, a lot is going to happen! All the irons are going to be in the fire! In fact, they have been freshly tossed in, the metal of her desires slowly sparking, slowly burning, just waiting to blaze and set everything aflame!

Not to overexaggerate by any means!

In her burst of adrenaline, Vriska has GOTTA GO FAST! Dressed in her best-- her typical orange god tier get up, cerulean wings are spread... and she's not giving a damn who is standing in her way!

When all of the sudden........]

Watch out!

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[sawadeertoday]

[ GLaDOS was heading to the kitchen to grab a bite when all of a sudden...

ORANGE BLUR WITH BLUE WINGS IN HER FACE.

She lets out a surprised sound- 'gah!' to be descriptive- as the stranger collides with her, falling over onto her behind.

... what the hell just happened. ]

[wagers]

Wh-- ACK!

[And so the troll collides with the unknown person, much like a bug ricocheting off unseen glass... to which Vriska finds herself tumbling turnways unattractively right before skidding to the ground beneath her.

WHAT WAS THAT?]

[sawadeertoday]

[ She stares at the troll, raising an eyebrow. ]

I see you weren't exactly looking at where you were going.

[ She's hungry, okay. And more than a little huffy at being run into. ]

[wagers]

[Give her a second-- or eight-- to collect herself, seething loudly before responding.]

Yeah? Well. Maybe you should have like, dodged or something!

[Kind of ignoring that you totally called it, by the way.]

[sawadeertoday]

[ Aaand she stands, rolling her eyes. ]

Dodged? You were flying way too fast.

[ Childish wars? GLaDOS is the queen. ]

[wagers]

[Welp. If she's clearly in the wrong herself, she might as well toot her own horn (not literally)!]

That's because I'm like, super awesome! No one can keep up with me! It's okay. I don't blame you.

[sawadeertoday]

[ Snort. ]

I apologize for not being able to keep up with your clear lack of coordination and stupidity.

[ She sounds seriously apologetic, too. ]

[delincuente]

[There may or may not be a teenager toting a box of what seem to be fake spiders blocking your route, Vriska. And those fake spiders are sure to go absolutely everywhere if you manage to collide with her! What do?!]

Hey, what the heck!

[wagers]

[Noooooooo don't dismantle her front!]

See, that's where you are wrong! I totally exemplify all those things! You were just in the way! That's all.

[sawadeertoday]

[ She crosses her arms. ]

I'm pretty curious to hear about how walking in a hallway is considered in the way.

[amiable]

[ IT'S THAT RUDE HUMAN, VRISKA. And Uru doesn't immediately recognize Vriska anyway because she's moving too fast and is pretty much a bright blur right now.

Uru is tripping over her own two feet trying to duck. ]

Gahhhhh! W-What's that?!

[wagers]

[Maybe she'll do the same! Yeah. What now?]

Next time, you should probably make sure that there isn't going to be an issue as to whether it not people will have a hard time getting past you. Duh!

[wagers]

[After her literal run-in with Glados, Vriska cannot help but go... well, a little less fast. Lucky that was a decision she made, seeing that she allowed herself a little more time to not smash into things.

But, heck! The troll in question was known for treading thin ice, something more than apparent when she feels her body clipping the side of the box after an attempt to dodge it.]

Yikes! What is this, an obstacle course?

[sawadeertoday]

[ Ooh, someone as stubborn as she is. ]

There was a lot of room on either side.

[ A short pause. ]

Unless you're insinuating something about your weight.

[bezazzled]

[Thinking today is just going to be another normal day in a magic castle, Mabel isn't too concerned with where she's walking when SUDDENLY--

There is a GIRLISH CRY OF PANIC just before impact, but it is too late! The two girls collide right into each other in a heap of brightly colored clothes!]

1/2

[wagers]

[They'd be perfect for each other if they started off on the right foot! But as the situation dictates...

OH NO YOU DIDN'T!!!!!!!!]

[wagers]

There's a very distinct moment of a burn on Vriska's end, a fleeting expression of a sensitive issue. But no matter! She'll shake her head, as if mentally applying cold water to the burn.

Let's fight fire with fire, shall we?]

No, of course not! I was just worried about yours!

[wagers]

[EW, GROSS! VRISKA DOESN'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU! YOU'RE RUDE AND MEAN AND YOU HATE TROLLS BECAUSE YOU'RE A TERRIBLE PERSON, EVEN WORSE THAN HER! HOW COULD YOU EVEN JUDGE HER? YOU'RE A RUDE JERK!

VRISKA WILL JUST IGNORE YOU!!!!!!!!]

[wagers]

[Except when she looks back at you ducking and screaming in a confused manner, she'll simply scowl over in your direction.]

What do you think you're doing?

[wagers]

[IT KEEPS HAPPENING!

Vriska makes some sort of incoherent noise as she smacks right into a much smaller, squishier person in the castle, eventually faceplanting in the cold hard yet again.]

AUGH!!

[bezazzled]

[Not cool, Vriska. She's gonna have a bruise somewhere now!

Mabel picks herself up from the ground, trying to dust herself off... but she doesn't hesitate to switch into scolding mode.]

What the hay hay? You can't just fly around at top speed. There are people who prefer to walk slowly here!

1/2

[amiable]

Who?! [ She cracks open an eye to see who or what it was that just came at her. ]

[amiable]

[ Annnnnnnd of course Vriska's wings are the first thing she notices. She's crouching there, looking all stupid, but staring in awe of those wings.

Wait. Did this person (troll?!) come at her? ]

Was... that you?

[wagers]

[She's hovering, fluttering, looking as annoyed as ever!]

Was what me?

[amiable]

It had to be...

Hey, wait! [ She peers closer now. ] Haven't we met?