[Voice|Open] [He’s positive this was not how it’s supposed to go. He’d overseen Gamzee’s entrance to the medium—misplaced furniture shenanigans and all—and none of the process had involved suddenly waking up outside his hive with a pair of new accessories (one distinctly more unpleasant than the other. Who puts a ball and chain on a guy in a wheelchair anyway?). Suddenly waking up in an inescapable prison, while a bit off model for her, isn’t a roleplaying scenario he’d put past Vriska suddenly subjecting him to. But she hadn’t even contacted him yet, much less established a server/client connection. That, and he’s pretty sure you can’t do that sort of thing with SGRUB.
Well. This isn’t the Incipisphere, that much he’s pretty confident of. Might as well ask around—he wouldn’t have been provided with a communication device if he isn’t allowed to talk to anyone.]
Ummm…..I’m not sure whose game this is, and I’m sure it’s a lot of fun, but I need to get back. Need to build up my friend’s hive and, uh, get my hive moved before the meteor lands on it. It’s pretty important. [He looks down again at the ball and chain attached to his ankle.]….that’s just excessive.