![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
[Phone]
[It's probably been awhile since you're heard this particular grumpy voice over the phone lines. Ever since his truth babble, he's been avoiding this particular form of communication. Karkat's still been out and about in town, but this is the first time since then that he's made any sort of public phone contact.]
Morning, everyone! It's me, your old pal Karkat! Can everybody in the world hear me right now? I wouldn't want to leave anyone out! Gosh, this is such a natural, not at all uncomfortable, and, dare I say it, fun means of communication that I can't imagine why anyone would ever not use this system!
Well, if you're all paying super close attention to whatever clearly important thing I decided to talk about today, I have a question. It's about pan scrubbing. Or whatever you call it. Droning is a pretty fucking idiotic term if you ask me. It sounds like pretentious highblood drivel, but knock yourselves out.
Are there any noticeable cycles or signs whatsoever that a person is gone, that a person is coming back, or why a person would be droned again and again, or has anyone else come to the conclusion that it exists for the singular purpose of just plain hard turnways fucking us over? Here, have your dead best friend back, good as new! Oh, wait, no, just our little prank, ha. ha. ha. Here, have the person you...none of your business, assholes, but go ahead and sort out all your little problems between you two and get back on the right hoof. There, finished? Okay, now try again. And again, because we'll just keep on panscrubbing away every time you make any progress.
Wow, do I sound like a whiny little bitch, or what? Yeah, there it is. That was my question.
[It's probably been awhile since you're heard this particular grumpy voice over the phone lines. Ever since his truth babble, he's been avoiding this particular form of communication. Karkat's still been out and about in town, but this is the first time since then that he's made any sort of public phone contact.]
Morning, everyone! It's me, your old pal Karkat! Can everybody in the world hear me right now? I wouldn't want to leave anyone out! Gosh, this is such a natural, not at all uncomfortable, and, dare I say it, fun means of communication that I can't imagine why anyone would ever not use this system!
Well, if you're all paying super close attention to whatever clearly important thing I decided to talk about today, I have a question. It's about pan scrubbing. Or whatever you call it. Droning is a pretty fucking idiotic term if you ask me. It sounds like pretentious highblood drivel, but knock yourselves out.
Are there any noticeable cycles or signs whatsoever that a person is gone, that a person is coming back, or why a person would be droned again and again, or has anyone else come to the conclusion that it exists for the singular purpose of just plain hard turnways fucking us over? Here, have your dead best friend back, good as new! Oh, wait, no, just our little prank, ha. ha. ha. Here, have the person you...none of your business, assholes, but go ahead and sort out all your little problems between you two and get back on the right hoof. There, finished? Okay, now try again. And again, because we'll just keep on panscrubbing away every time you make any progress.
Wow, do I sound like a whiny little bitch, or what? Yeah, there it is. That was my question.