equius does the right thing and kills the clown (everything up to homestuck page 3440 happens as it does normally, this is continuing from that) ==> :33< *Be the cat-troll.* Nepeta could feel her heart stop. This couldn't be happening. How could Equius be *losing*? To *GAMZEE*?! She had to do something. She couldn't just let her moirail die like this. ==> D --> Be the STRONG troll Equius could hear something rumbling in the vents. He hoped, whatever it was, it wouldn't find it's way to the storage-room Nepeta was in. Wait, was it getting louder? --- Nepeta broke through the vent cover closest to Gamzee, her claws blindly shredding the air in front of her. Equius looked on in horror, knowing he was powerless to stop what would happen next. Gamzee stretched out an arm. Wincing through the whirlwind of claws, he grasped onto the young troll's neck, and squeezed. A guttural crunch echoed through the hallway, and the catgirl's body fell limp to the ground. The young clown's face remained stoic, only giving the corpse a brief glance before returning his focus to the indigoblood. Equius was filled with a despair deeper than anything he'd ever felt before. When his lusus died, she'd been there for him. When Alternia was destroyed, she was there with him. When they had been denied their victory, she'd mourned with him. But now, she was gone. He felt the despair drain away, replaced by a new emotion. One he'd never felt before, not like this. A burning rage. A passionate rage. A STRONG rage! Ignoring the pain in his calf, he rose. Forget the hemospectrum. The condesce herself could be standing in front of him, and it wouldn't change a thing. As he swung for the juggalo's face, he could've sworn he saw a hint of fear buried deep in those uncaring eyes. ---