♋ PCG 18

[crusthatecean]

Hey, so remember that plan we had where I get your act together for you and do an embarrassing amount of work on something that should have been taken care of a long time ago?

For those of you with holes in your pan or who are new or recently panscrubbed, this was the call I made about a perigee ago where I took a list of the houses willing to take panicked strangers into their homes whenever we find ourselves in the midst of a town propelled fuckstorm. The homes have someone who knows what they are doing with regard to fighting, healing, or general skill at the fine art of not dying.

So, yeah. I have a list, it's about ready to be given out, but with the turnover rate here, I'm going to need to update this shit for accuracy probably around once a human month. I'm going to give a list of all my contacts, and if you know any of them have been panscrubbed or droned recently, do us all a favor and let me know before I pass this out? The contacts I have, who talked to either me or Lucas, are: Hawke, Pokey, Negi, Taiwan, Firo, Lucas, Balin, Diana, Riza, Ilsa, Hal, Fate, Miku, Lyra, Barton, Dakki, Wes, Kotomi, Hiccup, Australia, April, Sakuya, Cable, Rin, Bang, Rittz, Ciel, Minato, Redmage, Virgina, Rory, Chaos, Tiffany, Miakis, Sara, and Alice. A fine collection of names, none of which are stupid or sound made up in any way. If you could just call and let me know you're still here, or if someone who knew these people could call and tell me they're gone, that would be helpful.

Otherwise, copies of the list will be in my parchment communication receptacle tomorrow morning. I'll send out another one next month, so let me know if anyone gets scrubbed or wants to be added or removed by that point.

In the event I'm panscrubbed, the current person I'm leaving in charge of dealing with this in my absence is Kanaya. If you want to take responsibility for this if I'm not around, let me know. I also need some personable fucks to take on the unenviable task of passing this out to newcomers.

If you have a comment that isn't relevant to this, don't waste my time. I'm already busting my ass over this project when I don't even care what happens to you, so don't test me. I will be hanging up on all stupid comments. Thanks.

((This letter will be in Karkat's mailbox the morning of the 17th! If you know someone on there has been droned or if you don't want to be on (or if you want to be added) reply to that letter and we'll say the info gets on there/removed by the time it goes out. You can reply ICly too but it will just be easier if I have an OOC comment on the letter noting the change. Thank you! And yes, I have permission from Wighty to say that Karkat and Lucas shared information.))

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[foretastes.livejournal.com]

[her shoulders slump.] I know, Karkat. I know. But there's no way to tell right now. Either way, I have to go through with it. It's not like I can just go up to him and give it back.

[she pales a bit.] Did you hear the phone call he made when he returned?

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

Oh god. Yes.

That was about you.

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

[that's pretty much all she can say, now that she knows that Karkat heard it and every single implied threat Scratch had made.]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

He clearly doesn't know who took it. If you just throw that thing in the garbage, I'm not going to think any less of you.

[He doesn't think for a second she'll take his out, but he wants to give her one regardless.]

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

[she doesn't. she shakes her head- a silent, firm 'no'.]

I have to, Karkat.

[she smiles a little bit, trying to be reassuring, trying to look like she's absolutely confident in what she's going to do.]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

All right.

What if we waited until someone tried to distract him?

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

He's omniscient. It won't matter. Once he figures it out, he can't be distracted.

I know what I'm playing with here, Karkat. [a pause] Well, I know enough. And after this, I'll know the answers to the rest of my questions. [she's scared, though, and it's pretty obvious.]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

[He nods and slides his hands around her waist, pulling her against him.]

Whatever you find out, it has to help us somehow, even if it isn't anything we can change.

I think you're right that this is a good plan, especially now when the town ensures he can't do anything permanent. I just don't like the idea of you getting hurt.

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

[she leans into him, setting the cueball down on her pillow. it sits there innocently, giving no indication as to its true nature. Terezi uses her now-freed hands to hug herself to him.]

It'll be fine... I'll figure it out. You're right, you know. He can't do anything to me.

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

Don't talk like I'm not involved in this. Even if I can't see the future, as leader I'm still part of this mess.

[He disagrees; he may not be able to hurt Terezi permanently, but that isn't the same as not being able to do anything to her.]

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

Okay, intrepid leader. I know you are.

[she smiles a little.] It's why I told you about this shit.

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

It's good that you're aware that pulling this level of shenanigans without consulting me would be brazen insubordination.

[He cups her face with one hand and rests his forehead against hers, trying not to be obvious about how concerned he is over this whole plan.]

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

These are level-five security-cleared shenanigans, sir.

[she giggles a little, closing her eyes and simply enjoying the moment- even if she's worried, it's so nice to be held like this.]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

Whenever you decide to do it, give me some warning. I'd like to be around for it.

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

[she almost gives a noncommittal shrug, hesitating a little. but he's right. she should tell him.] Okay.

[but she probably won't tell him in time for him to be around for it. she doesn't want anything happening to him, too.]