♋ PCG 10; backdated to Thursday

[crusthatecean]

[Action; Outside 1338 Benny Road!]

[Early Thursday morning, there's a strange sight out on Benny Road. A terrifying crab monster appears to be menacing a young troll lad! Karkat is trying to fend off the crab monster with a garden tool and appears to mostly be managing it, but the monster won't stop trying to grab him with its claws.]

[Action; 1338 Benny Road; Later]

[Later that day, in a house that smells horribly of fish but is much cleaner than usual, Karkat is sitting on the couch watching TV. The crab monster is lurking behind the house, occasionally growling until Karkat feeds him some fish from a can.]

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[foretastes.livejournal.com]

[there may not be any mud on Karkat's shoes, but whether there is or not, Terezi's human female lusus is giving him a disdainful look.]

Hehehe! Sorry!

[the woman frowns.

Terezi gives the human female lusus the blankest look ever.] I can't see anything! Boys or girls. What's a father? [wait] Oh, it's that male lusus that's living here, right?

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

Terezi, just ignore her. They aren't even real humans, you don't have to do what they say.

We can just lock her in the basement or something.

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

But she makes me food! She's pretty harmless-



[Terezi falls into horrified silence. the basement sounds like a great idea right now.]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

[Karkat, of course, isn't aware that she even cares about that. He wouldn't schedule sloppy makeouts with someone he didn't consider to be roughly equivalent to an earth human girlfriend. But he doesn't want the drone woman hanging around knocking on the door while they try to spend time together.]

They're like, game constructs, basically. Just let her out when it's time for her to make food.

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

[oh, good, he's ignoring it so she'll ignore it too. totally normal right. wait, is this some kind of silent confirmation or denial? should she be happy? she's really unsure.

oh, well. she doesn't mention it since he didn't either.]

Ahehehe... Okay, if you really think so. I think she's pretty big, though. You're gonna have to stuff her in the basement.

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

Just tell her you need her to do your laundry, she'll go down there herself and you can bolt the door.

[Geez, Terezi, get with the drone program. He's been dealing with his drone female lusus for months now.]

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

Oh...

[WELL OKAY... she faces the drone and speaks authoritatively.] My ugly human clothes are all very filthy and I require you to wash them!

[forgetting all of her concerns, the woman scurries off.]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

[Pushing a dresser over the door as soon as she's gone.]

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

Hehe. What if she starts screaming to come out of her prison?

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

They don't they're game constructs, they don't really care.

Mine sometimes just goes into a loop going up and down the stairs.

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

Did you warn her about those stairs!

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

No, because I'm not the kind of asshole who thinks stairs are inherently funny.

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

You could be that asshole if you wanted to.

[guiding him up the stairs...]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

I don't think it's possible. Maybe it's just me, but I've always found that some things, such as douchebaggery, aren't learned. They're just innate from birth.

[Following! Holding her arm because she is the one who is blind here...he can navigate stairs just fine.]

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

[a sigh of something like maybe longing.] It's great, isn't it! So cool. How cool do you even have to be to be a douchebag from birth.

[she does not need your help!!! but she lets him do it anyway.]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

[This conversation is not putting him in the mood for makeouts, Terezi...can you sense him slowly getting more irritated?]

It's definitely an accomplishment.

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

[HEH]

Ehehe, sorry, sorry... Here it is!

[pushing open the door to her room.

Terezi has no idea what her own room looks like. Karkat might note that it is a horrible mess. there is cereal and candy everywhere but a sad lack of chalk drawings. so sad.]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

[Awkwardly coming in and trying not to step on anything. Ugh, how does she stand living somewhere so messy.]

Doesn't your human lusus ever clean shit?

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

She is not allowed in here!

[sits on the bed

after moving a bunch of clothes away]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

[s...sits on the far end of the bed.]

Oh, I forgot. You probably like it like this.

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

Hehehe. Well, it's not like my hive back home. I really wish I could read.

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

You'll get that back soon.

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

Think they'll give me my books too?

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

Probably eventually. So far I've gotten being a troll again, my husktop and movies, and my lusus. There's not really a system, but a lot of us become trolls again pretty quickly.

Not everyone, though, which is sometimes a good thing.

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

[she doesn't quite catch onto that.] ...Why?