Event: Consolidation Theory, Part Four and Five

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Characters: red-marked characters and their new friends
Location: ???
Date: Morning 354, Morning and Day 355
Summary: A quiet morning and a confusing morning, or maybe they're both, or maybe they're neither.
Warnings: gore, psychological horror, warn for specifics in the subject lines

Part Four OOC Post
Part Five OOC Post

Comments

grips your shoulder

[notaquaman]

You sure got a way with words, porn kid.

[That's apparently his title now. I'm sorry, Karkat. I'm really sorry that this is the life that you've been cursed to have. Nathan laughs, and he'd put his hands in his pockets if he wasn't in a weird jumpsuit.]

You come up with all that yourself, or did you borrow those from some of your wares? Hey, not judging, you can read all the homoerotic garbage that you want--far as I'm concerned, the sooner we teach the youth about raw, unprotected, bareback fucking, the better! Learn 'em before they squirt 'em, as they say.

[Nobody says that and that's fucking weird.]

[quadrangle]

[He understood maybe half of that, but either way, he's rolling his eyes hard before responding.]

All me, thanks, and who even gives a shit? They're just books. Anyone could pick them up if they went by the right hive.

[Including "the youth," which, yeah, Karkat doesn't really consider to include himself. Seven sweeps is old enough, isn't it? And Nathan doesn't seem that much older, so whatever.]