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Okay, so as it so happens, keeping every little Pokebeast out of their containers for copious amounts of time leads to severe consequences and I blame John in its entirety. He can share it with Eridan, who is truly a fucking accomplice in this, I have no goddamn doubt.

What I mean to say is, I have a plethora of various eggs because the things apparently can't be left to their own vices for five fucking minutes without proceeding to have some giant grubtarded pail party. We've got some Sneasel, Growlithe, Poochyena, and Squirtle eggs up for fucking grabs and, knowing my universal shitty luck, it will happen again sooner or later.

They're free, in case anyone was wondering "Oh Karkat, these have some great fucking stats, how much?" I'm being generous, considering that some of you decided to grant mercy to me at the start of this nookbiting venture. Shit, how does that phrase go... Right. "Passing it on," I figured, would be acceptable.

Don't all get in line at fucking once now.

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I'm not trying to be. I just don't appreciate being blamed for things that I have nothing to do with. If you were joking that's one thing, but honestly I can hardly ever tell with you.

[Or maybe he never could from the start. He doesn't even know anymore. Suffice it to say, it's gotten harder to laugh the insults off as nothing.]

[ rolls his eyes and sighs. god, this is just piling up and it needs to get straightened the fuck out now. ]

Get your squishy ass over here. I'm not saying this on a public medium. Nope.

Alright. I'll be there in a minute.

[More like two or three, but who's counting? Knock knock!]

[ geh. pulls way from the Gear. stupid eggs. he casts a glare at Alex, who only gives a soft 'lithe' ]

Door's not locked.

[Oh. Well then he'll just let himself in, closing the door behind him aaaaand...standing there awkwardly. Now what?]

Sooooo...

[ makes some vague hand gesture to the room in general. ]

Sit the fuck down and shut up. I'm making it perfectly goddamn clear about what's expected here and I don't want to be interrupted because you're feeling awkward and somewhat apathetic as a means to deal with the potential loss of friends while being stuck here.

I-- wait what? [He takes a seat, despite being somewhat nonplussed by that last bit. How in the world did Karkat know about something that even John himself wasn't aware of half the time. It's not like he meant to withdraw and distance himself from people. It just sort of happened.]

[ your girlfriend told him. isn't she the best? :)

Karkat rubs the back of his neck a moment because fuck. it's easy to be honest when you're in the throes of terror and the like. but doing this willingly and out of irritation? well that's just a different thing altogether. ]

Do you think this is particularly easy on me, shit head? Ever since I started trolling you in a more linear fashion, you haven't once bit my head off or took me far too seriously like you have been here. I did blame that on all of the time shenanigans, but my point still stands. Just because I know that I'm a douchebag and a raging fuckass doesn't mean that I can always stop and fucking think "oh, this might affect how John Egbert speaks to me, I better stop!"

It doesn't fucking work like that, John. I'm gloriously me and while I accept and respect you for you who are in your entirety, though there are time that I pound my fists into my skull for it, I'd never ask you to be any fucking different. Perhaps more tolerant of cultural barriers, but shit, man. You wouldn't be John Egbert if you weren't all happy and pulling stupid as fuck pranks.

What I mean to say is that, yeah. I'm a jerk, but that's just who I am. Half of the time I don't mean it and I'm not about to go around treating you like a special fairy princess when even my own friends face my white hot ragebreath. Either you accept me for all of me, knowing that at least I think of us as friends, or ,quite bluntly, fuck off.

[gdi, Rose. :|]

I'm not asking you to change to treat me specially. But would it kill you to maybe consider not jumping on every single opportunity to call me stupid, incompetent, or ugly? Just the times when I actually deserve it? I know you think I find it hysterical, and I did for a while. But believe it or not, eventually a person gets tired of hearing it.

I'm telling you, I might not fucking be able to. Seriously, I get worked up and say the first thing that is on my tongue. It's called a defense mechanism, John.

[ he tugs on his hair in frustration. ]

Look. I'm a fuck up and I know that. You're not exactly making it any goddamn easier either. I mean I didn't even hurl an insult at you this time and your whole demeanor changes!

In what universe is it not an insult to say that you're picking up my supposed bad habits and imply that I am irresponsible and that I don't give a fuck about anything? Enlighten me, how was I supposed to take that? Because if I just misunderstood, then I apologize but it sure as hell didn't sound like a good thing to me.

Your fucking around in the game actually helped, genius. Sure, you fell ass backwards into god tier, but being the only one was exactly what is needed back from the time I hail from. If you hadn't been running around and shit, you wouldn't have the grist you needed to share with the others. Shit, I didn't say you were irresponsible. You're carefree, Egbert. And what I said was that it was rubbing off on me. Dammit, I've never been around you in person before this.

[ bites lip a touch. ]

It's a bad habit for a troll to have, John. Especially for... Well for me, okay? I, out of every single one of the shit headed trolls we know, can't afford the luxury of having a good godamn time and lose myself to it.

Oh... [Well now he just feels like an ass. And really, he was being one, wtg John.] Sorry. But you know, you said it yourself, things are different now. You can have fun if you want.

[ kind of... just blinks. ]

My idea of fun was curling up with my Lusus on a rainy night and watching a movie.

Well don't say it like that makes you crazy. Dad and I did that sometimes when I was younger and he wasn't at work. That sort of thing is a lot of fun.

For a troll? Yeah, that kind of is John. Don't you realize that most are out FLARPing or some thing as equally asinine?

Uh...nope. I know Vriska mentioned that she did some roleplaying stuff but I didn't think that something that all trolls did or anything. Assuming that...FLARPing is anything like LARPing...

The F should stand for "fatal," John.

...oh.

[Welp.]

Yeah, "oh."

But why does that matter now?

Now I'm going to call you fucking grubtarded because you cannot grasp the straws that would lead you to what I am trying to say.

I can't change over night and I hardly know how to have this fun that you humans seem to have. Shit, I've spent the entirety of my life pretty much holed up in my goddamn hive. Doing shit meant practically holding up a neon sign with blinking lights saying "CULL ME."

Alright. Point taken. Well part of it anyway, because I'm still not sure what it is about you that means you can't have fun. So maybe I really am a grubtard or whatever. But I think my point still stands: why does that matter now? Nobody's going to cull you and if you just asked people would be more than happy to show you how to have fun.

Six sweeps of deep conditioning is what.

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