♋ PCG 3

[crusthatecean]

[So, Karkat has been here a few weeks now, experienced his first event, figured out his way around. He's gotten his first regain, which has put him back in his troll body. But he's still not sure exactly what's going on, and he's aware of that to realize that he probably alienated everyone who could tell him.]

[Phone]

...Okay. It's me again, the raging fuckass who accused you all of bringing me here. It's possible that was a hasty conclusion.

Anyway, I know some of you knew the previous me who was here. Normally I try to avoid this kind of thing, but it's starting to get inconvenient, so...I want details. What he did, how he knew you, that kind of shit.

So...let's hear it. If you're willing to help me out, at least. Spare no gory details, I'm used to it.

Comments

[deflowers.livejournal.com]

Wow. You're not very good at this all-powerful being thing, are ya?

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

Who said I'm all powerful? If I was all powerful, this situation I'm in would only be mildly impossible to overcome.

[deflowers.livejournal.com]

Right. Your powers are gone and shit like everyone else's I guess?

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

Well, that's true.

[deflowers.livejournal.com]

...So no lightning bolts?

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

Nope.

...Not yet, at least. You never know, though. One of these days maybe I'll be unleashing my almighty fury on this town. Lightning bolts are kind of asinine, though. I'm more the type of almighty being to unleash floods of putrescent shit maggots to best represent my omnipotent rage.