Karkat Vantas (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
crusthatecean) wrote2011-05-14 08:19 am
crusthatecean) wrote2011-05-14 08:19 am
♋ PCG 1
[Accidental Phone Call | Action for 1338 Benny Road]
[When Karkat wakes up at 1338 Benny Road, his first thought is what a nice, relaxing sleep he just had. His second thought is remembering that he forbade everyone from sleeping, and nobody better be a wiseass about this.
His third thought involves him catching his reflection in the mirror in his room. Seconds later, the house will shake from the sound of him slamming open his door and shouting at no one in particular, and just happening to knock the phone off the hook mid-rant.]
--better be one fucking good explanation for this shitpile of a situation, and that explanation better be 'Karkat, you're definitely not a giant pink nubless fleshpile now, sorry for the trouble,' got it? Okay, point me in the direction of those humans in the pictures or whoever else is responsible. They better open wide, because I've got pailfuls of pure, festering hate to...great, and now this fucking thing came off the--
[There's a crashing sound and the click of a phone hanging up.]
[Later; Phone Call]
[A little bit later and a lot calmer, Karkat will make a phone call. His voice sounds measured, as though it's barely suppressing another burst of anger.]
...So. Nice human town you have here.
How do I leave?
[When Karkat wakes up at 1338 Benny Road, his first thought is what a nice, relaxing sleep he just had. His second thought is remembering that he forbade everyone from sleeping, and nobody better be a wiseass about this.
His third thought involves him catching his reflection in the mirror in his room. Seconds later, the house will shake from the sound of him slamming open his door and shouting at no one in particular, and just happening to knock the phone off the hook mid-rant.]
--better be one fucking good explanation for this shitpile of a situation, and that explanation better be 'Karkat, you're definitely not a giant pink nubless fleshpile now, sorry for the trouble,' got it? Okay, point me in the direction of those humans in the pictures or whoever else is responsible. They better open wide, because I've got pailfuls of pure, festering hate to...great, and now this fucking thing came off the--
[There's a crashing sound and the click of a phone hanging up.]
[Later; Phone Call]
[A little bit later and a lot calmer, Karkat will make a phone call. His voice sounds measured, as though it's barely suppressing another burst of anger.]
...So. Nice human town you have here.
How do I leave?
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Well look who decided to show.
Was wonderin' when you'd join the rest of your little grey pals here.
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[Well, at least it's obviously the Noir he knew, but it's still hard to ignore what happened with the other one.]
All right, I've had my 100% daily value of cryptic bullshit, so explain what you mean.
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So every flesh loving pink assed douchebag I've talked to today seems to think we're pretty good and stuck here. How's that working out for you?
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So you're not trying to get out.
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