[identity profile] botsploding.livejournal.com
[There was another new face in the building, and yet again, it was another grey faced guy with horns ... However this one looked seriously frustrated.

Sitting down with legs crossed, thick pin striped socks pulled up past the knees under baggy, long grey shorts. There was something in his hand, it looked rather like an android phone, only the screen was broken, possibly why he looked so frustrated. A sweat drop or two were rolling down his temples and the troll grit his teeth making a hissing kind of sound.]


D --> Its hardly fair
D --> Just when I finally am able to set my STRONG hands upon a bow, that the primitive device it is simulated on breaks

[Trembling, shaking and staring at the game he was currently playing, looking oh so unimpressed.]



Equius: Make a robot? ======>

D --> This is ridiculous
[identity profile] twinarmaeddons.livejournal.com
A young troll boy with double-colored glasses has appeared in the middle of the lobby. He rubs the back of his neck and looks around. This isn't his room. Is this one of Aradia's plans? thii2 ii2 2o 2tupiid. ii wa2 bu2y tryiing two get KK two abort and now thii2 happen2. where am ii?

Sollux: Try to locate other trolls

He supposes he can try to locate other trolls. There might be some in the area. He doesn't see what good that would do, though. Unless one of them knows how to get back? He really wants to finish his code.

Sollux: ======>

ii hope ii dont run iin two that 2tupiid KK. He can't believe he wouldn't abort. As if he jokes about codes and curses all the time. Couldn't Karkat have at least tried to think reasonably? But no, he had to pretend to know what he was talking about. Idiot. maybe aa ii2 here. or TZ. As long as it's not Equius. He can't stand Equius and not in a kismesis way.

((ooc: So I'm new at Sollux and I'm still a little shaky playing him. I'll be slow replying at first until I get a good fix on his character. Reviewing his introduction and his scenes now.))
[identity profile] twinarmaeddons.livejournal.com
A young troll boy with double-colored glasses has appeared in the middle of the lobby. He rubs the back of his neck and looks around. This isn't his room. Is this one of Aradia's plans? thii2 ii2 2o 2tupiid. ii wa2 bu2y tryiing two get KK two abort and now thii2 happen2. where am ii?

Sollux: Try to locate other trolls

He supposes he can try to locate other trolls. There might be some in the area. He doesn't see what good that would do, though. Unless one of them knows how to get back? He really wants to finish his code.

Sollux: ======>

ii hope ii dont run iin two that 2tupiid KK. He can't believe he wouldn't abort. As if he jokes about codes and curses all the time. Couldn't Karkat have at least tried to think reasonably? But no, he had to pretend to know what he was talking about. Idiot. maybe aa ii2 here. or TZ. As long as it's not Equius. He can't stand Equius and not in a kismesis way.

((ooc: So I'm new at Sollux and I'm still a little shaky playing him. I'll be slow replying at first until I get a good fix on his character. Reviewing his introduction and his scenes now.))
[identity profile] lil-allen.livejournal.com
Little Allen stared in horror at the sight before him. What had he done? Daddy was going to be so angry. Or Kanda-kun. How could he have done this?

…the kitchen was a complete disaster. He'd just wanted to make some cookies. Lavi was sick so he thought cookies would be a nice treat. Instead, he'd made a mess. He was going to be in so much trouble. His bottom lip began to tremble. He had to fix this, had to make it right somehow. But what was he supposed to do?

"…somebody…" He sniffled. "Somebody, please help…"
[identity profile] lil-allen.livejournal.com
Little Allen stared in horror at the sight before him. What had he done? Daddy was going to be so angry. Or Kanda-kun. How could he have done this?

…the kitchen was a complete disaster. He'd just wanted to make some cookies. Lavi was sick so he thought cookies would be a nice treat. Instead, he'd made a mess. He was going to be in so much trouble. His bottom lip began to tremble. He had to fix this, had to make it right somehow. But what was he supposed to do?

"…somebody…" He sniffled. "Somebody, please help…"
[identity profile] bluh-bluh-rage.livejournal.com
Late at night, there's a ruckus outside the complex. More particularly, the sound of a horn being stepped on, and the sound of a lot of creative, angry swearing.

The voice raises louder, quite a bit louder in fact, and from there proceeds to blast the complex with the sound of extensive, self-righteous, adolescent wrath. Wrath well-stoked, and in good practice.

Pyramids were built to this kind of bellowing.
Or maybe just living hives.

"GAMZEE, YOU RAGE INSPIRING PIECE OF SHIT, STOP FUCKING AROUND GROPING YOUR GOG-AWFUL HORNS AND HIGHTAIL YOUR FESTERING CARTILAGINOUS NUB OUT HERE!"



==> GREET EXCESSIVELY SHOUTY TROLLKID

==> THROW FLOWERPOT

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