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thecapitol2014-04-17 01:58 am
carnagecarnival) wrote in thecapitol2014-04-17 01:58 am
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When you were young you were the king of carrot flowers
Who| Initiate, Gamzee, Kurloz, and the old goat! OPEN TO ALL!!
What| Bad raps, bad food choices, bad habits, bad people, brooding. Come meet the Makaras!
Where| All over the tribute tower, the commons, D5, and outside
When| Thicker Than Blood week!
Warnings/Notes| Swears and slurs. Drug references. Past abuse/neglect implied. Atrocities done in the name of rap and miracles. Body modification / self harm / mouth stitching. Creepy awful people with Problems.
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"Haha what? Mean motherfucking what, brother? I ain't knowing at to what you is referring but, yeah, I guess I'm worse than Karkat up at a whole lot of things. But that motherfucker's real smart and shit, ain't procuring comprehensions owned what to even be keeping up, dogg," He says. "You know him, vertebrother?"
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Cuthbert is tickled by this new troll, even more so that he seems to know Karkat. "I know him indeed, he and I are in some sort of colored arrangement. Which should hopefully mean something to thee, even if I've not shared a bucket with him."
He's so tickled with the way Gamzee looks and acts even if it's hard to understand. This is a wonderful chance to get a look at Karkat's life outside of the Capitol, which Bert hasn't really had so far.
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He stops and blinks. "Wait, what? Uuuhh... bro, if it's being all right with you I'd rather not be all talking on such motherfucking vulgarities as what be ain't none any of my business..." He shifts about, side to side, looking uncomfortable.
"But uh, motherfucking congrats up on them there quadrant filling noise preached unto these hearducts of mine." And with curiousity driving him (and maybe a small hope) he asks, "Which one, brother?"
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"You... accuse me... of being vulgar? Have you not close to a dozen times so far talked of bedding my mother? And I was willing to let that go, but the mere mention of a pail has thee turning tail?" He wants to ask if trolls have tails, he suspects Nepeta does, but he hasn't been able to find out for sure.
"I've nothing more to say to that. You can ask Karkat about how much he hates me." Which is an answer in and of itself, but he's not thinking about that.
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"Fuck, that ain't it, bro. Sorry," He starts. "I mean... I ain't really know as what you mean? You mean bed like... a, uh, recooperacoon? Why would I be sticking a mothergrub up in a recooperacoon? Such accusations to be saying of what I speak ain't being of no veracity good. I don't think. It's just... we is kinda young what to be thinking about pails and stuff ain't we? Or, I am up anyway. It ain't something what this motherfucker gets on want to thinking about so I would maybe be hoping I don't think about, you know? It makes all them good feels be all like, pressure obligational when all we should be just finding motherfuckers what makes us happy and angry up in them ways special up in our beatbiscuits, you dig?"
He looks at cuthbert hopeful. He feels bad. He apparently did something what all to make himself an asshole up in this. But he's so bad at figuring this all out. Maybe up in all that he'll say something what's good.
"So I'm guessing you motherfuckers is to be feeling them most caliginous of churnings up within? That's aight. Maybe Karkat can be all to get them stresses let the fuck out all proper that way." He breathes deep. He doesn't even realise that ain't the sort of thing to be said to a kismesis.