While Eridans "Troll Dad" Will Never Have The Same Legitimate Control Over Him That Human Parental Figures Do There Is Still A Belief That We As Descendants Should Try To Live Up To The Legacy They Left Behind Theres Not Precedent For An Ancestor Being Actually Alive To Offer Advice But It Presumably Holds Significant Weight And I Have To Work So Hard To Get Eridan To Listen To Me At All So Now Dualscar Finally Says He Really Does Need Me But Then Turns Around And Calls Me Not Good Enough For Him Which Is Just Ridiculous Member Of A Nautical Aristocracy Or Not Hes Eridan Better Known To Many Of Our Comrades As Eridumb Bakampora Ive Been Engaging In Romantic Gymnastics For Eridan When Nearly Half A Dozen Other Trolls Would Benefit Just As Much From Them And Much Sooner For His Sake I Languish In An Ivory Asylum Passively Waiting For The Initiative To Come And Rescue Me Anticipating The Sweet Release That Will Be Provided To Me Only By My Bloody Death But There Is No Embrace Of A Princesss Bracchial Appendages Draped In Luxuriant Prospitan Or Dersite Robes Awaiting My Hoofbeast-Assisted Arrival Only The Disgusting Overbitten Oral Cushions Of Gamzee Makara Which May Even Now Be Curling Into The Consonants And Vowels Forming The Announcement That I Truly Do Have No Escape From Him And Hell Follow Me There
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There Is Still A Belief That We As Descendants Should Try To Live Up To The Legacy They Left Behind
Theres Not Precedent For An Ancestor Being Actually Alive To Offer Advice But It Presumably Holds Significant Weight
And I Have To Work So Hard To Get Eridan To Listen To Me At All
So Now Dualscar Finally Says He Really Does Need Me But Then Turns Around And Calls Me Not Good Enough For Him
Which Is Just Ridiculous
Member Of A Nautical Aristocracy Or Not Hes Eridan
Better Known To Many Of Our Comrades As Eridumb Bakampora
Ive Been Engaging In Romantic Gymnastics For Eridan When Nearly Half A Dozen Other Trolls Would Benefit Just As Much From Them And Much Sooner
For His Sake I Languish In An Ivory Asylum Passively Waiting For The Initiative To Come And Rescue Me
Anticipating The Sweet Release That Will Be Provided To Me Only By My Bloody Death
But There Is No Embrace Of A Princesss Bracchial Appendages Draped In Luxuriant Prospitan Or Dersite Robes Awaiting My Hoofbeast-Assisted Arrival
Only The Disgusting Overbitten Oral Cushions Of Gamzee Makara
Which May Even Now Be Curling Into The Consonants And Vowels Forming The Announcement That I Truly Do Have No Escape From Him And Hell Follow Me There
I Guess Im Not Ok