♋ PCG 13

[crusthatecean]

[Action, 1338 Benny Road; Thursday afternoon]

[Well, Karkat intended to go to the Post Office as soon as the zombie threat was finished. But early the next morning, he was forced to go to school instead, so it's not until afterward that he's able to make it.

Finally, he manages to make it back to his hive with an unwieldy recuperacoon, only to be greeted by Jade's drone, even though she was fine just earlier that day. Between being stuck as a human again and finding out about that, he's in a bad mood, so he'll just be sitting on the couch channel flipping next to the recuperacoon and judging everything on TV.]

[Phone]

Guess what? I'm human again. Karkat, really? You're human? Wow, I didn't recognize you at all! How'd that happen? When are you going back to normal? What do you look like now? Wait, we've never met, but you're were a species other than human in the first place?

There, that's all out of the way. We can now returned to your regularly scheduled not giving a shit about this. Anyone who does decide to bother me about this subject will be ignored in the iciest fashion possible.

In much more important but equally beyond our ability to do anything about news, Harley is apparently panscrubbed. No, I don't know why or how long she'll be gone for.

((OOC: Karkat is human again, and will be until I say otherwise even if I use his troll icons. He looks pretty much the same only not grey with horns and with browner hair and brown eyes. Not red like in the icons, yeah.))

Comments

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

[O...kay...weird, but hey, more people in his hive, that's exciting! Popping back into the kitchen to check on his pies.]

So you gonna be here for a while, dogg? You can be using my respiteblock if you're wanting some shuteye, I don't mind.

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

[Turning and rolling his eyes.]

First of all, don't tell strangers they can sleep here, that's so obviously a recipe for us to be killed in our beds that I can't even begin.

Second of all, are you really this stupid? Oh wait, I just answered my own question.

Third of all, if you're going to continue baking and making a mess out of the nutrition block, you might as well know that some of your disgusting slime is here, and I won't be needing it in this state, so knock yourself out, probably literally.

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

Aww, I don't think any motherfucker here would be pulling that kind of shit. And you ain't seeming like a murderbro to me. [STILL...HASN'T GOTTEN WHO THIS IS YET....]

Whoa, you found some motherfuckin' sopor? Where they been stashing it at, brother?

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

That doesn't matter. The point is, it's yours, so shove it down your windtube or whatever other disgusting things you want to do with it.

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

Shit, I'll get right on baking up some of the pimp sneeze, it's been a motherfuckin' while since I've slammed a slice. You sure you ain't needing it?

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

You know I don't eat that shit.

[Guess who doesn't realize Gamzee still doesn't recognize him?]

Just eat as much of it if you usually do and tell me if you start to run out.

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

Uhhhh...really? I guess I ain't ever seen any starmonkeys indulge the slime, but I thought that was because you motherfuckers ain't got any. Doesn't mean you can't try though, haha.

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

What?

Gamzee, who do you think I am?

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

[stares at

squints

slowly, the lightbulb...]

Shit, we met before? Sooooooorry, I don't usually up and forget who my motherfuckin' friends are, but I ain't remembering you.

[...stays firmly off.]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

How do you manage to be so fucking stupid and still remember to breathe?

It's obviously me, fuckhead. I just am a human again and I don't even look that goddamn different.

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

[squints at some more

give him a few moments here while he connects the dots and also forgets to breathe for a second]

Whoooooooooooa, best friend? That really you? How'd you all up and turn into a starmonkey?

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

It's not important. I just am one now, so get over it.

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

Sure, I ain't one to question a motherfuckin' miracle. Haha, maybe I'll turn back into a starmonkey too, that'd be real cool.

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

You want to be human?

If you didn't notice, I'm not actually happy about this.

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

[a shrug] Sure, why not? It don't really matter to me what kinda body I got, and we could be starmonkeys together.

Really? It ain't that different from being a troll. And you don't gotta watch out for bumping your horns or cutting your mastication muscle on your teeth. [no, Gamzee, this is...just you....]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

Ugh.

Well, it doesn't fucking work that way, so you can continue being unable to function.

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

It could happen, you never know. Nothing's impossible, bro. So where's this motherfuckin' slime at?

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

It's in the recuperacoon, just out in the hall.

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

[Good thing Gamzee'd been in the middle of baking pies anyway, as it's easy for him to just grab an empty shell, head out into the hall, fill it with sopor slime, and then put it in the oven.]

You sure I can be using your recuperacoon for this? I thought you weren't approving of the pies.

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

I changed my mind. You can stuff your facehole with as much disgusting slime as you want.

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

Thanks, best friend! Maybe hivesis will all be wanting some too once she kicks her thinkpan back on over into her head. [no Gamzee bad topic bad topic]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

Right.

Gamzee, do you remember how Terezi was gone for a really long time, and when she came back, she didn't remember anything about this place?

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

Uhhhh...[give him a few seconds here]

Yeah, I think so. Why, what's that got to do with anything?

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

[Sighing. He actually doesn't sound angry right now; he's trying to at least break the news somewhat gently.]

I'm trying to tell you that she might not be kicking her thinkpan back over anytime soon. And when she does come back, there's a high chance she won't remember anything that happened here.

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

Oh. [Looks momentarily disappointed before shrugging it off and smiling.]

That's okay, as long as she comes back. We can all be making new memories together, it don't matter none to me.