#bee has 1 working braincell and thats IT

[mugzymiik]

I'm closing in on your current location.... /silly

shape autism go!

HERES ALSO BUG TRIVIA. WE'RE ONLY GETTING STARTED. BUCKLE THE FUCKLE UP ASTREA

- She was created on September 29th, 2023

- If Zef, FantomenK and/or Kubbi are used for groups I'm fucked

- Ae often has anger outbursts because Redd (I want him dead.) never taught aer anything at all throughout his '''custody''' of aer. And so she was never taught how to healthily manage her anger

- Most, if not all, of her nicknames consist of just, bugs. Moth. Firefly. Bee. Wasp and Hornet are used a lot by the other Heroes (in an endearing way ofc). Beetle is by far everyones (especially Bug's) #1 fav tho (they secretly named her journal "Beetle" but they wont ever admit it)

- Bug got nervous at just the idea of maturing and ae straight-up screamed when they got the first piece for aer

- She is VERY much an avid birdwatcher. They will talk to HOURS about it to Hexalace (Hexalace is TERRIFIED of birds BUT she tries her best to listen anyway)

- Before they ended up apologizing to Gold for being a bitch they started going out of their way to do little things for him- very simple things like finding (or, 'finding', with heavy quotations in some instances.) (She stole a lot of it) something ae heard that he was looking for and leaving it in his windowsill during the night. (Said example scared the shit out of Gold and he was so on edge throughout that whole timeframe)

- They tend to the other Heroes' rambles about their interests a lot and thats how they got into most of their own (ae tinkers with a bit of technology thanks to Gold, in fact. Shut up I'm inserting my headcanons here /silly/lh)

- She eats uncooked spaghetti noodles and LOVES cheese

- Before Hexalace became aer new caretaker ae was bouncing back and forth between staying with the other caretakers (Pentellow and Iris & Cube mostly, VERY rarely Pyrare, only in extreme emergencies because they all learned that Bug did NOT manage very well being in a room with Pyrare (and/or Gold for that matter, as this was VERY pre-apology)

- She's went to a funeral once and made a really bad joke that 'why is everyone wearing grayscale, I thought that was my thing' (they were immediately removed from said funeral, ae didn't really understand why until way later)

- She spells Hexalace's name as 'Hezalace' and REFUSES to spell it any other way, even if someone tries teaching them that it's not a 'Z' it's an 'X'. Hexalace doesn't mind though she knows ae'll grow out of that one

- For some reason, she and Gold ‘share a braincell’ (not literally) very often. Sometimes they'll have very similar reactions as each other to certain things, if not the exact same reaction

- When I say ‘she used to be a major bitch to Gold’, I MEAN IT. Things like “Pyrare only loves you because you succeeded” was thrown at him- they were doing everything they could to try and hurt him. They completely and fully regret the things they said now, though

- [META] Design-wise, her cape used to have a lighter gradient to it- but I removed it because it was barely noticeable

- Ae’s cape in aer Final Stage was only partially the Trees’ decision. Cyan and Tsavorite were the ones who communicated with the Trees to try and convince them to give Bug a cape due to capes commonly being associated with heroes

- She’s a dog person

- When they were first assigned Hexalace as a new caretaker, they were very skittish around her, even going so far as to discreetly slip out of the room whenever Hexalace walked in before she could notice her

- After warming up to Hexalace, she had a bit of an attachment issue to her at first; at one point Hexalace had to leave Bug alone for about 15 minutes to do something urgent, only to come home to a sobbing Bug who thought she'd left her. They've gotten a lot better with that attachment, but they are still working on it

- Her jacket is very stretchy (especially towards the bottom) so that it doesn't hinder her movement

- Sometimes when they wake up they believe for a few seconds that they’re still with Redd. But they quickly realize that they’re really with Hexalace now and the amount of relief they feel every time is immense

- Aer love language is physical touch like hugs and stuff. Ae’ll hold you for hours if you let her

- Most of the time Bug will drag Gold along for an adventure, yeah- but sometimes Gold will convince Bug to just stay put and play a board game. They alternate between one anothers' preferences. Sometimes they do fight over it but it’s fineee /silly

- She has NO idea boundaries exist at first

- Due to still not having the ability to reach the pitch required to speak Herospeak clearly (despite their connection being restored), when they speak Herospeak they have a heavy accent in it. They have to repeat themself a lot

- Back when Bug was still learning how to use aer newfound Hero abilities, Hexalace did try and teach aer how to fly herself. But of course, Hero abilities and actual wings are two completely different things so that didn’t go well, expectedly

- If I had to rate Bug’s mischieviouism on a scale of 1-10, I’d have to say “pick a card, any card! WAIT, THAT’S MY CREDIT CARD!”

- She has nightmares.

- They bounce back from injuries/illnesses pretty quickly. Sometimes they don’t though, and they assume they’re fine after a while and go do something and immediately get hit with Oh Fuck That Feels Bad

- On the topic of injury, ae tends to be overly dramatic when ae’s sick or hurt

- She’s broken into a few of the group members’ houses before by picking the locks because she wanted to hang out with them

- They’re morally gray. Heh.

- Ae REFUSES to eat shell mac and cheese

- “Calm down edgelord” -her to Gold at some point in time

- They have an OC named Cricket

- Ae loafs like a cat when content

- Her and Hexalace’s connection item is a gray ribbon

[rich-and-bitchy-is-my-type]

Baby It’s Cold Outside

Poppy Weekend Day 1: Past

Tags: Coffee shop AU, first meetings, pre-canon AU, Christmas AU, slightly hurt/comfort, ooc as hell (sorry)

Bee Hughes, begrudging barista working in Hoboken, comes across a very particular customer.

Christmas is really overstepping the limit this year.

Maybe it’d be alright, all the decorations and jingling music and strobing lights choking the avenue and the collection of mechanically ho-ho-hoing Santa figurines her boss felt compelled to line up along the counter the moment December hit. Not Bee’s favorite atmosphere, of tacky goodwill. It’s just that the string lights her coworkers put up are too low for her to clear without stooping just slightly. Every time she serves a doughnut, pours a coffee, goes to the door to flip the sign to CLOSED when she takes her break, she has to do this stupid little bob of her knees to duck underneath them. Every time.

Her coworker and friend, Nadia, saunters neatly under the string lights, bags a donut, hands it to a hipster boy with a smile. He smiles back. Leaves a dollar on the counter when he goes and everything. The doorbell tinkles in this frustratingly festive way, rubbing it in.

Noticing Bee’s scowl, Nadia says to her, "You’re a grinch."

"You’re five foot four."

"You could always fix the string lights if they bother you that much."

"Bee!" her boss hollers from some passageway to hell, probably. "Don’t lay a finger on the string lights!"

"Wasn’t gonna, sir!" she calls back.

Nadia already has fifteen dollars in tips neatly stowed in her apron pocket. Nadia is neat about everything.

Bee has zero dollars.

It’s okay, she tells herself. Her shift has just started. Nadia’s been in the shop for longer, so it makes sense.

She takes out the cookie tin and starts arranging them as neatly as she can. "Can you leave some of the sappy boys to me for a change?"

"You won’t get any tips from them, Bee. You’re never nice to boys."

"I’m nice," she says, and Nadia rolls her eyes. Okay, maybe she isn’t nice. "I could try flirting with them if it means I’ll get money."

Living in New York has always been her dream. Yeah, maybe she watched a lot of chick flicks growing up and had the tiniest obsession with Sex and the City, but who can blame her? Bee Hughes is a free spirit. As much as she loves her home town and the people living there… it’s simply not enough. She needs more. She needs to prove herself that she can make it.

And yeah, as cheesy as it sounds, New York seemed like the perfect city to start her perfect new life.

There’s a small problem, of course. There always is.

She has no money.

So when your childhood friend Nadia invites you to live with her in New Jersey (which, let’s face it, is close enough) and work at a café over winter break, you say yes.

A temporary job in Hoboken will do, at least for now. Until she can save enough money to move to New York, that is.

"Really?" Nadia says, bringing her back to reality. "I don’t think I’ve ever seen you flirt with a boy before. Kinda thought you were incapable."

Now it’s Bee’s turn to roll her eyes.

"Shut up."

She’s out of cookies to arrange. Bee goes to grab a new batch and nearly gets garroted by those damn string lights.

She’s usually somewhat of a fan of winter, at least, with the power it has to keep people indoors and give the grimy streets a fresh coat of white. Snow days spent at home watching the latest 90 day fiancé episodes. Her and her sisters have their own way of doing things at Christmas. Namely: quietly. Which is good. Except her sisters aren’t in New Jersey with her. They’re back at home, in Farmsville, and she’ll have to spend Christmas away from her family for the first time in… well, ever.

She thought that watching tourists slip on ice patches and spending her evenings with Nadia would hold the same entertainment value as spending Christmas at home, but it doesn’t. It makes her wonder if she’s really suited to live in a big city after all.

"I’ll give you whatever tips I get today if you take the flack for trashing the string lights," she propositions Nadia from her tangle of plastic.

Nadia stares at her, amused. "I’d like to see you make more than five dollars on this shift."

Bee’s out of the string lights. She’d like to tear them down and maybe burn them, but she straightens them instead because she is a slave to the corporate machine and she needs money badly.

"Okay," she pulls at the hair tie in her ponytail, tightening it. It’s no use, some loose curls are blocking her view anyways, "alright, six dollars by 7 pm. Will you do the string lights then?"

“Bee, my shift is literally over. Like, now. And you should go back to work.” Nadia is, in fact, hanging up her apron right now.

"You’re no fun," Bee sighs.

Nadia’s back is turned. She walks past the counter, throwing up her hands as she reaches the exit.

"See you at home, Bee. Try not to murder anyone today," she says, opening the door to leave.

"Ha, ha. Very funny."

The bell tinkles as Nadia steps outside. Fucking tinkles.

Trying not to murder anyone proves to be a much more difficult task than Bee originally thought. Bee smiles at a single mom, three frat bros, at least five businessmen, a businesswoman, two different Karens, a gaggle of trendy teenage girls, and none of them think to slip her an extra dollar. Two hours later, the jar remains empty. And the tinkle of the door every single time someone enters the shop is getting more and more annoying by the second.

Resting the crown of her head against the glass in exhaustion, she pulls at the chain of her necklace to unearth the tiny bee pendant. The rough edges of the wings feel grounding against the pad of her thumb. Maybe it’s a little corny to have a pendant with your namesake, but it was a gift from her parents. It reminds her of home.

The bell tinkles again.

The most wonderful time of the year.

Bee takes in the customer that’s approaching her. She’s a young girl, probably around her same age. One of those pretty looking blonde girls that probably attend Ivy League schools. A girl who takes too much care of her hair. A girl in an expensive-looking winter coat and boots that Bee could never afford, not even if she worked double shifts for the rest of the month. A girl that definitely doesn’t live in Hoboken. A girl who’s been out in the wind for a while, judging by the pink tip of her nose and her reddened cheeks. That’s what Bee gets from her eyes. 

Wait, why is she looking at her eyes?

"Welcome," she greets the new customer, trying to focus her eyes on literally anything else but the girl in front of her.

It’s no use. Her eyes are drawn to her once again, and Bee notices that her face looks anxious, as if she’s looking around to see if someone’s followed her. She definitely doesn’t live in the area.

The girl keeps looking behind her back, not acknowledging Bee at all. She fights back the urge to roll her eyes and waits patiently for the customer to address her.

"Black coffee. No sweetener." she finally says, still not looking at Bee. "The name’s Poppy"

O…kay? This isn’t Starbucks and you’re the only customer here, I don’t need to know your name, it’s what Bee wants to say. She doesn’t.

"Sure," Bee nods.

Turning her back on the mystery blonde girl, she focuses on the coffee pot and waits for the familiar beep that indicates that the beverage is ready. Bee shakes out a cardboard cup from the stack, pours the drink, and presses on the lid.

"Poppy?" she calls, fighting back the urge to chuckle. The name does fit her, somehow.

The other girl looks caught in a dream, staring down the counter.

"Poppy," Bee tries again. Her own voice sounds entertained, "your coffee."

She whips around all at once and darts forward to take it, finding the cup with a flutter of her fingers. "Right. Thanks."

"Is there anything else?"

She takes a while to think about it. But then, quietly says: "No," she fishes out a five, "thanks. I’ll go sit over there."

Okay… this girl is definitely strange. She looks nervous, almost out of place. As if she isn’t used to cafés like this one - and judging by her appearance, she’s not used to middle class neighborhoods at all. She looks… expensive. Yeah, that’s definitely the word.

Bee wonders what she must look like. Probably lower middle class.

The girl keeps looking at her phone and then at the door. Bee stares at her, intrigued.

"Waiting for someone?"

She looks startled at the question, and for a few seconds she stays silent. Pensive. As if she’s considering if she should answer the question at all or ignore it entirely.

And just when Bee thinks that she’s not getting an answer, the girl opens her mouth and says: "Yes."

"I see. Well, I hope they don’t keep you waiting. It looks like it will start snowing soon."

She nods, her eyes focusing on the door one more time. Bee wonders if she’s heard her at all.

Bee takes out the antiseptic spray and cloth and soaks the counter with the spray. The girl is ignoring her, her boss hasn’t shown his face in hours and the shop is otherwise empty. It’s fine. This is fine.

Bee bites with a scrub at the ringed surface. She wants to see her fucking face in it.

Fifteen minutes later, the rag is worn out and there’s no trace of whoever this girl was supposed to meet.

Bee eyes her carefully, setting the discarded rag aside. She goes to wash her hands, all the while keeping her gaze fixed on the girl sitting at the table. Her expression is starting to sour, and Bee feels almost sorry for her.

She gets to the front of the counter, ducking under the string lights successfully. For once, it’s not the first thing on her mind.

"I didn’t order this," the girl frowns when Bee places a cookie on a plate in front of her, looking up from her phone.

"I know," Bee replies. She’ll find a way to explain the missing cookie to her boss later. "You just look like you need it right now."

The girl gets defensive almost immediately. "I’m sorry?"

"Oh! No, I mean–" Bee trails off, trying to come up with a good excuse. She’s definitely not used to giving away pity cookies – especially not to girls as pretty as Poppy here. "We’re giving them away for Christmas. It goes with your coffee, see?"

It’s a complete lie, of course, but she still points at the (now cold) coffee resting on the table.

"Oh. Thanks, then," the girl whispers, going back to looking absolutely dejected.

Bee isn’t sure why, but she feels the urge to cheer her up. Maybe it’s stupid, but she can’t help feeling bad for her. Whoever stood this girl up was clearly someone important to her.

She glances down at her and says, "Are you a student?"

She herself hadn’t expected those words to leave her mouth. This is exceedingly weird. She, out of all people, is making small talk with a customer. She never does that.

The girl looks equally confused, but still opens her mouth to reply. "Uh, yeah. I am."

Bee looks at her awkwardly. This entire situation is so strange. Judging her by her appearance, she doesn’t seem like the type that would talk to baristas (or any kind of minimum wage worker) at all.

What’s going on?

"So am I!" Bee smiles, and immediately regrets it. The girl just looks at her, somewhat interested. What. Is. Happening.

Bee shakes her head, trying to focus. What the hell is she doing, talking to a stranger like that? She gazes at the window instead.

"Oh…" Bee murmurs, the words escaping her mouth before she can stop them once again. "It’s snowing already."

The girl lifts her head and looks outside with nothing but heartbreak in her features. It sends a painful pang down Bee’s stomach.

"So it is," she sighs and stands up after giving her phone screen one last glance. "I should get going, then."

"Are you sure?" Bee asks her with concern in her voice. "Uhm, I don’t think walking in the snow right now is a good idea. You could wait here if you need–"

The girl laughs with amusement. It’s the prettiest smile Bee’s ever seen. Shit, she probably looks stupid right now, staring at her like she’s just fallen in love.

"I have a car waiting for me outside."

Of course. Of course a girl that looks like that has a driver. Bee cringes internally. What is it with her today? Why is she acting dumber than usual?

The girl walks past her, a sad smile adorning her delicate features.

"Thanks for the cookie," she tells her with a little tilt of her head as she turns away. And before she goes, she fishes something out of her purse and shoves it carefully in the tip jar without looking at her. She speed-walks out.

Bee stares at her disappearing silhouette. Then she stares at the tip jar, no longer empty. She fishes out the bills: a ten and a fifty. A ten? And–

Poppy just tipped her sixty dollars.

The bills feel very heavy in her hands all of a sudden. What does this mean? What kind of person tips that insane amount of money after just getting one coffee? Bee hates the things her heart is doing right now. It’s stirring, almost fluttering, in this frivolous and completely un-Bee fashion and she can’t seem to quell it.

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When she gets home, she immediately barges into Nadia’s room. She sinks onto her bed and waves the sixty dollars between Nadia and her laptop.

"Did you mug someone on your way home?" she asks, half-jokingly.

"This random rich girl tipped me all of this."

"What?!" Nadia gasps, reaching for the bills.

"I know! It’s– it’s weird, right?"

"Yeah, definitely. But it’s also kinda nice? I mean, you’re sixty dollars richer now. You’re totally buying groceries this week!"

"Shut up. I’m still trying to wrap my mind around it. We just talked for a bit, and then she suddenly said she had to leave and just… dropped sixty dollars into the tip jar," Bee repeats, still incredulous. "Who does that? Do you think she was flirting with me?

"Maybe. Did you ask her for her number?"

"No…" Bee whimpers. "Pretty stupid of me, huh?"

Nadia rolls her eyes. "So what’s that bring your tip total up to?"

With a sigh, Bee drops her forehead against Nadia’s shoulder. "Sixty dollars."

"Did you try smiling?" she reminds her.

Bee turns her head to the side, squinting up at her. "Of course I did."

"Asking them about their Christmas plans?"

"I forgot. I wasn’t interested."

"Begging on your knees?"

"I did… lightly threaten a Karen," Bee whispers.

That gets Nadia to set her laptop down. "What?"

"I didn’t threaten her. I threatened that I’d cry."

"Oh," Nadia twitches her nose and looks at Bee. "You know, I can’t really picture you crying."

"Well, it didn’t work, so…" Bee groans. "I feel so stupid for not asking for her number."

"Yeah, Bee. That was pretty stupid of you. Who knows, though? Maybe you’ll see her again."

Bee shakes her head. "I don’t think so. She definitely didn’t live in the area, and whoever she was waiting for stood her up, so…" she trails off, suddenly looking at her phone screen.

Her mom’s calling her. For some reason, Bee can tell that it’s not good news.

"Hold on, Nadia, I gotta take this call."

Nadia simply nods and Bee walks to her own room, closing the door behind her.

"Hi, mom? Is everything okay–"

"Bee? Oh, honey…" her mom interrupts her, and Bee can tell that she’s been crying. "I have some bad news."

"What happened?" she goes to sit on the bed, her heart beating like crazy in her chest.

"Your aunt–" her mom sobs a little, and Bee can feel her heart sink into her chest. "She’s died, Bee."

"Oh, mom, I’m so sorry–"

"That’s not all," she continues, "she’s left us a huge inheritance. We’re– we’re debt free."

Her words immediately send a pang into Bee’s stomach. She can feel her head spinning, trying to process all this new information at once. She’ll probably have to go back to Farmsville tomorrow or the day after if she wants to make it in time for the funeral. But her car is at the repair shop and she doesn’t have enough money to rent a new one…

"Bee," her mom says her name again, bringing her back to reality, "you know what this means, right?"

"What…?"

"We finally have enough money to pay for your tuition. You can transfer this next semester to that Ivy League school you kept talking about. What was the name again…?" her mother trails off. Bee doesn’t reply. "Right! Belvoire, was it?"

Bee looks down at her hands and finds she’s been turning her necklace charm round and round between her fingers. She’s still processing everything, her emotions barely giving her any time to think. Her aunt just died. Her family is rich. She can quit her crappy job. She can finally move to New York. She can go back to school. It’s so much and it’s all at once – she feels like she’s going crazy. Nothing that felt certain a few hours ago feels the same now. She doesn’t know what to make of it.

But if there’s one thing she’s sure about is that her life is about to change. Whether it’s for better or for worse remains a mystery.

A few seconds after hanging up the phone, she stays in her place on the bed, unmoving.

"Things are never going to be the same, right?" she whispers to no one in particular.

Deep down, she already knows the answer to that question.

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Sooo… I always wanted to write a silly little AU where Poppy and Bee meet prior to Bee transferring to Belvoire. It makes me think that maybe, if the circumstances had been any different, they could’ve been friends right from the beginning (yes im delusional)

I know that Poppy leaving any kind of tip is probably ooc as hell but I am deluded enough to tell myself that the power of gay made her do it.

Who is Poppy meeting…? I’ll leave that up to you guys! Even though I’m sure the answer is pretty clear.

The ending probably felt super rushed – and that’s because it *was* rushed 😂 sorry, I was trying to meet the deadline!

Do you think that they’ll recognize each other when they meet again? I think this time it would be easier for Bee to connect the dots and realize the truth about Poppy’s parents. Oh, before i forget! a quick fun fact: Nadia is actually my TFS mc. Crossover incoming…? haha jk… haha unless 😳

Anyways! I hope you enjoyed my super late, kinda christmas-y one shot (despite the fact that it’s literally January)

Happy Poppy weekend, clowns!

[j-mysticalien]

🔫 the oc content, hand it over /lh

you don’t have to if u don’t want to lol I just saw you said something about ocs and 👀 I am interested

FIRST OF ALL 🥺🥺🥺

SECOND OF ALL OKAY OKAY HERE TAKE IT 

(I ended up dumping a lot ... I saw the opportunity and ran with it I didn’t mean to oops)

These guys have been in my head for y e a r s and even though I'll abandon them for months at a time, there are plot points I've forgotten, it’s very very unfinished, and clearly influenced by my freshman year interests, they're some of my favorites to imagine and write like every time I do a picrew chain or something I make them too for myself okay okay-

So. Exposition. For ages the demons and dark things have slipped between the veil and into the world. As evil rises, so do those who stand against it. In some parts of the world The Order was established not to eradicate or wage war against the demons, just to keep everything in their proper dimensions and destroy those who refuse. Members of the Order work in groups with assigned roles, often passed down generations. 1: trained in the physical aspects of fighting creatures, they have the unique and mysterious ability to survive in the other dimension-at least better than the average mortal. 2, “Alchemist”: Usually a witch, human descendant of a magical being, or a particularly skilled mortal even. they provide the magical aid since the other cannot perform magic themselves. (Though Witches tend to form their own communities or work with the demon realm which historically has caused tensions) While fewer and well hidden, this secret society guards the mortal realm to this day... 

There’s a small, quiet town in the northeast. Nothing much happens- the power may go out or the weather may turn within seconds and figures may appear and shift into the shadows but it all turns out fine eventually. Nothing to worry about. But those who know a  little too much know where to go when things need to be taken care off. Bloom’s Florist and Garden Shop, a sweet little store in the middle of town staffed by the owner’s two teenaged kids. They’ve got a lovely selection of flowers and herbs. If you hear noises from their basement, best to ignore it. If you see the kids sprinting down the street, best to stay out of their way. If they tell you to avoid the woods one night, you listen...

OCS MY BELOVED HERE THEY ARE

 Dante Achilles Sindweller. He is type 1.  He’s tall, thin but muscular, almost dangerously pale. His hair is blue, eyes blue though they sometimes look red. Riddles with piercings and pale scars. Cocky bastard but well deserved. Friendly and deadly all at once. He’s good at what he does and is always up for a challenge. Low key high key losing his sense of humanity. You see actually being in the demon dimension is draining because of the pure chaos of it but returning to reality is rough too. Because of the hunter’s ability (I’m pretty sure they have this ability bc the og demon hunters secretly fucked a bunch of demons so Hunters have demon blood and cannot “die” in the hell dimension but idfk at this point) they can adapt to the word with a combination of demonic attributes and idealized forms that disappear when he gets back. So um the mental toll is very much a thing that he hides very well...at least at first. He doesn’t actually have to travel too often thought, just during emergencies and later he genuinely visits some chill demon friends there.

Cordelia Emerys Bloom, “Cordie”. 5′2″, dark brown skin, black hair she keeps in two short braids, round rimmed glasses. She’s the alchemist. a few of her far off ancestors were fae. Her own magical battery is low so she’s become skilled in working with. potions and magical plants. She’s the most serious member. of the trio. She knows the job, she has a rhythm, she doesn’t like change. This group had three braincells and 90% of the time she has all of them. She likes her plants, her books, and Dante. She’s a little high strung and stubborn but she’s clever, intelligent, and really warm person once you get past her shields. She grew up way too fast and with all her adult figures gone, Dante slowly slipping (though she denies it to the point where Alice bright it up and they didn’t talk for a week), and this irritation turned fear that Alice’s presence is temporary leaves her with some issues but it’s okay im determined to let her be happy, she just has to let herself accept happiness.

Alice Barnet. A witch. Thick, bright red  hair, hazel/ blue eyes. Absolutely stunning. and a fashion icon. She moved to attend to uppity private school right outside of town. She stumbled upon the shop and immediately sensed the great power hidden in there. So she just walked in- because of the dimensional portal not because the girl at the register she saw through the window was so pretty what are you talking about it was witch instinct only- and announced herself and offered her services. She’s a flirt, though a sincere one. She projects a confident, fun vibes even if she doesn't actually feel it. Fake it until you make it I guess. Coffee addict will memorize your birth chart, Starbucks order, and all the little behavioral things. Most of my early drabbles with her involve her sitting on Cordie’s desk sipping her iced coffee while Cordie is like “how tf did you get in here” “good question. Better one: they didn’t have the black tea you like is green okay?” She actually is part of an informal coven but that’s a whole side story with its own cast of characters I haven’t touched in ages

Dynamics dynamics so Cordie and Dante are siblings in all but blood, they’ve been together for almost their entire lives. (Cordie’s parents are almost always away-either on Order business or just vibing idk they’re cool though. Dante’s parents are dead but only Dante himself seems to know that-Something about demon blood and dimension hopping doesn’t let their kind live long) They’re really close. If they met at this point in life they probably would never have been friends and Cordie probably would despise him but as they are they love each other and *know* each other. Technically Dante is older but Cordie is the eldest sister of the relationship.

The two of them have opposite reactions when Alice enters their life. (This entrance is one of the few *full* scenes I actually wrote down) Dante is allured-not by her but by the potential adventure she represents. She states her case and he’s like oh this’ll be interesting. They become best friends almost instantly. Their sass, confidence, and more adventurous sides click harmoniously- much of the time to Cordie’s dismay. To Cordelia, Alice is something unknown, something potentially dangerous. She makes her assumptions (prissy, incompetent, entitled, inexperienced) and tolerated her. Alice has had a crush on her since day 1. She was determined to prove herself to the group and really she’d just like to get her trust and friendship at some point, gushy feelings be damned. They fall in love slowly, they learn to trust and be weak and learn to know each other and be themselves Alice is genuinely interested in all the stuff Cordie knows about the magical world and Cordie gets to try to be a person outside of that world. The recent stuff I’ve actually written down involves a lot of sleepy conversations and whispered confessions and soft touched and hhh

Some of the non-human characters

“Lady”: the ghost that haunts the basement/ Order base. She can’t really speak and isn't always visible, never fully. They don’t know who she was or why she’s there. She helps out when she can though. Might help Dante in the very end. 

All of the actual demons are off ideas. Like each deadly sin has it’s own demon (they didn’t realize some humans had grouped them together for some time but they think it’s funny, sometimes they hang out just because of that) The gang doesn't directly meet a lot of them but 

Curiosity aka “Apple” aka “Heather” aka “Bee”aka...:The spark that fuels innovation ne the spiral of a downfall. frequently visits human world, team switches between stopping them from blowing up a building to playing Mario kart together. Like he definitely causes trouble and should not keep escaping through the portal but like...he’s fun to got to the mall with. Funky Lil dude who’s there for a good time and some chaos. Changes aliases all the time.

Nostalgia aka “Honey-Lavender”: the kind that leaves the ghost of a smile on your face, the kind that drowns you in the past, the kind that makes you want to go back, or forget. mostly stays in hell. One of the demons Dante visits and is acquainted with. They lay and talk. She can be a downer but he doesn’t mind, he appreciates the company and some days she keeps him tethered to his life and sanity (on the bad says she has the opposite effect, she can’t help it)

OKAY AHAHA THATS ENOUGH OUT OF ME THERE THEY ARE THANKS

[beebleboosebaby]

beej headcanons

sniff sniff its ratman headcanon time

-obnoxiously loud

-like louder than humanly possible

-has taken every drug in existence and some that are only obtainable in the netherworld

-kinda smells like weed sometimes

-but most of the time smells like a mix of cut grass, rain, murder, and sweat

-5'4

-gremlin

-has rats in pockets

-may or may not eat them

-what

-uses completely wrong slang to bother everyone

-"yo rats,,,,, theyre like,,,, my lit dawgs,,,, you get me homie????"

-rat squeaking noises

-"i knew you'd understand bro,,,,,,,"

-could be very smart but he doesn't use his braincells

-"beej can you pass me the bowl"

-"bowl,,,,,,,,,.... whats a bowl again,,,????"

-yknow that weird voice effect that sounds wavey

-yea he can do that with his voice

-he uses it a lot and its annoying

-he can also mimic noises

-microwave beeps

-"BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP"

-"BEEJ SHUT   U P-"

-has a slight touch of ADHD

-"and then i told him 'bro did you take my acid tabs or not' and then he said-"

-"beej"

-" 'i told you it wasnt me it was kevin' and then-"

-"beej"

-he just talks and talks nonstop and will not stop until he finishes his story

-then hes all like

-"ok what did you want to tell me"

-and by the time he asks that the person has probably already forgotten their story

-snarky and has a lot of attitude

-"listen adam"

-"youre pretty"

-"pretty STUPID"

-"now listen to my story"

-cant spell

-pulls out random things from his pockets

-pulls out minion scooter

-"lets ride gamers"

-doesnt know how modern objects work

-turns on tv

-"wHOA,,,.,,,how,,,.....how did you do that????????,,,?"

-pauses in a lot of his sentences

-"and then,,,,,,,,,,,,,,"

-"then???"

-",,,,,,,.,.,.,.,.,."

-"yea?????"

-",,,,..,,,,,,,,,,,,,,"

-"i ate the chicken whole"

-literally attached to the tv

-he'll watch anything

-cooking shows, cartoons, murder shows, etc

-his favorite channel is MTV

-mostly cuz he likes watching people fight

-"tHATS RIGHT BRITTNEY MESS HER U P-"

-since he doesnt know how to use a remote, he depends on everyone else to turn on the tv

-"barbraaaaaaaaa, can you turn the tv on again?????? please,,?????????"

-falls in love with every person on the MTV shows

-"omg like,,,,,,nev from catfish,,,,,, hes so cute,,,,"

-"beej make up your mind do you like max or nev?"

"both,,,,,,,.,,.,.,.,.,"

-nobody takes him seriously without the beard

-"hey listen to me this is important"

-"shut up gremlin"

-nicknames include but not limited: beet juice, beebleboose, beebboose, annoying, ratman, hobo, beej, bee, betch

-cries

-a lot

-but you dont need to know that

-his laugh is really loud

-super loud

-you'd probably go deaf

-floats to be taller than people because,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, hes short and annoying

-he can morph into other shapes and people (kinda like how amythest does it,,, where she like changes but she keeps her color scheme)

-he most likely came back to lydia and everyone because lydia missed her best friend so she summoned him

-ofc he was ticked off cuz last time he saw lydia was when she stabbed him

-but u bet he stayed cuz 1.he loves attention and 2. he misses everyone too

-back to the point about how he doesnt know how modern objects work

-when lydia teaches him how to use a phone hes like ":O!!!!!!!!!!!!! so its like.,,..,,.,.,, a mini tv????????,?,,,,,?"

-he binge watches everything on netflix

-doesnt matter what it is, he'll watch it

-even the kid shows

-cuz hes dumb

-he doesnt know what a baby is

-"barbra.,..,.,,.,,..,"

-"hm?"

-"whats a baby??????"

-"haha nice joke beej"

-",,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,"

-"oh my god youre serious"

[uwuprime]

TFA Liveblog - 1x08 Nanosec

I don't see how this could possibly live up to last ep tbh

Is this a fourth of july ep?

Ope no nvm

Detroit really is always gonna be Detroit huh

Who is this rat boy and why is he orange

HEYYYY THATS MY SON. HI HONEY

Aww yes a speedy boy doing his thing.

What are the fireworks for????

"Who died and made you Big Boy?" Me. You killed me. Just now in fact asdfhjkl

Aaaaaand there they go. Welp.

I regret tk inform you that the Good Boy Squad has now gone 0 days since last Incident

Did they just drown rat boy??

Oh no wait there he is

Oop and there he goes

Hey OP!!!!!

Ah, back to the domain of Sumdac and The Brain...

"You can't make shit dawg." I agree with Megs here. I haven't seen Sumdac m a k e anything for himself yet.

Whaaaaat is desdronium????

God he's so dumb

Isaac they talk about the war all the damn time please wake the fuck up

Oooooo OP is learning to use his disappointed dad tone. "Have fun sneaking out you two? Have a nice swim? You're grounded, you know."

Use your head not your a s s

Sari!!!!!!

Oh god not another Isaac Bullshit "Invention"

Oh jesus christ

Bee confirmed for helm up aft 2020

Thank god Ratchet's a sensible mech.

"My dad's equipment is perfectly safe!!!!!" Sari. Sweetheart. You're smarter than this.

I'm sorry did this man make a fucking gravitron????

So. A ripoff of the TENS-Steroid implants by Goop Goopman.

Who is he testing on? His scientists???? I don't like this.

Oooookay. Here we go. This is what I've been saying for like a week. The "bio" in bioengineering has to come from somewhere, and if the "engineering" portion is coming from shady sources already, this is definitely not the first time that Isaac has essentially bought himself a test subject.

Neeno Sexton?? THATS RATBOYS FUCKING NAME HUH ASDFHJKL

So he's going to have Sexton STEAL the sample? How does he do things like this? Does he also have a contract/payoff stacked on Detroit PD?

Holoforms?????? Canon freaking holoforms?????????????

Bee honey no

So lemme get this straight. Isaac gave rat-boy/Neeno Sexton the suit. But no instructions? Is he just taking what he wants for now?

Here comes the WeeWoo Crew

And thus begins the tale of Nanosec, snarky speedy rat boy.

Him running into Bee is fucking hilarious.

"It makes you look ten years older" wtf?

Oh god he isn't also about to become Goo is he???

I remeber learning about muscles and electricity and movement and shit. If you use past a certain amount of your total strength you can like... liquify yourself. Oh god. This show already pulls no punches please god no.

Prowl!!!!! The boy is here!!!

Mans got his foot stomped on and let go?????

Bee has to fucking s t o p omfg

Bulkhead being a Big Strong Boy! Look at him go I'm so proud!!

MEGATRON KENOBI HAS JOINED THE CHAT.

"I'm nobody's errand boy.... unless?"

Okay so I'm not surprised that the MegIsaac brain trust at Sumdac Systems is wiring a felony money from isaac's personal finance account(s) after everything I've been shown thus far. I am, however, surprised that Megatron is taking the lead on giving it to him? What???

Thats.... a lot of money.

Bee boy running laps!!!! :0

Awww he just wants to go fast ;_;

"Upgrade me" "I'd rather die, thanks."

So Nanosec is really doing this huh

Oooo I was wondering where the key was these last few eps.

Oil slick???? The fuck? OP did you just-

Ohmygod it's the Orange Slippy Gel from Portal 2

Prime noooooo

Wait didn't he lose his grapplers to Lockdown?

These two being buddies is so fucking wholesome I stg

"Where'd you get the duit" yes tell himmmmmm

BEE NO. COME OOON MAN

Welp, here lies Sari and Bumblebee. We hardly knew ye.

OP saving the day!!!!

U n o R e v e r s e C a r d

Ayyyy Ratchet back at it again with the telekinesis.

The suit is aging him. I was right goddamnit here comes the Goo-

Desdronium is highly radioactive if that small an amount can do that there Big Bang. They hired him to steal what is now, essentially, a fission bomb.

"Didn't you use to be a redhead?" my boy paying attention!!!

Ratchet out here putting the braincell to work!

I've realized that in this series Bee kind of has like... himbo energy? He doesn't necessarily fit the Himbo Formula but he is Big Friendly and Mad Brainless and I love him

No time to get rid of the boosters. Big oof. OP is p i s s e d

Bumblebee got his Braincell privileges back!!!

GET DUNKED ON RATBOY

Oh ok wow Nanosec really does not age well.

Oh god the nuke!!!!

Oh no. I'm getting Avengers 1 Vibes. Please dont kill my sons??

Remember, kids: say YEET to nuclear explosives!!

Oh he dead

Ope nope there he is!!! ...aaand now hes on fire nvm.

Look at my bots working together!!!

He's DEAD

Oh thank god no hes okay.

"How did Nanosec get the Turbo Suit?" ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW

HE DIDN'T NOTICE???? HE DIDN'T KNOW IT WAS MISSING???? THIS WAS ALL FUCKING MEGATRON????

OR THE MONEY? HE NEVER LOOKED AT HIS ACCOUT AND WENT

"HUH WIERD THERES A MILLION FUCKING DOLLARS MISSING AND ALSO BAIL PAID TO/FOR THIS GUY??"

I'M SO FUCKING MAD. HE CANNOT BE THIS DUMB. HE DOESN'T SUSPECT MEGATRON AT A L L

I would like everyone to know I typed "Kegatron" right now i accident and laughed so hard u bad an asthma attack.

Look at bb boy walking.

Okay. Less mad now. Dear god. What the fuck my good dudes.

[tired-wolfe]

CGs Comfy Place

Large Pesterlog below cut

CHW RIGHT NOW opened memo on board GGS COMFY PLACE. CURRENT carcinoGeneticist [CCG] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CCG: AYO IT'S KANKRI. CHW: Its alm9st danger9us h9w when I'm typing elsewhere and the mem9 69ard thing p9ps up, if I d9n't n9tice 6ecause im typing it'll just enter me int9 the mem9, haha, 6ut hell9, it is me. CURRENT gardenGnostic104 [CGG] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CGG: oh, hi there! CCG: SORRY FOR DISAPPEARING THE OTHER DAY... I...GOT WOKEN UP. CURRENT gallowsCalibratorr [CGC] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CGC: Y3S H1 CURRENT ectoBiologists [CEB] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CEB: hi! CURRENT timaeusTestified [CTT] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CTT: Hello, everyone. CGG: ok, i got a video, i don't know if you saw or heard it before CGG:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Se9TyhKuXqE CHW: Y9u are fine Karkat, I understand. Th9ugh I did miss y9u when y9u were g9ne. There was s9 much left I had t9 sh9w y9u. S9 we'll have t9 d9 that again, may6e when y9u d9n't have t9 6ash y9ur head int9 a desk t9 d9 s9. H9w, is y9ur head 6y the way? CCG: WOW. CGC: H4H4 1V3 S33N TH4T  B3FOR3 CGC: FUNNY SH1T CCG: YOU JUST WHOLEASS TOLD AN ENTIRE MEMO ABOUT THE DESK INCIDENT. CCG: THAT WAS *CONFIDENTIAL*, KANKRI. CHW: 9h- CGC: H4H4HH4 CHW: s9rry CGC: BUST3D CGC: OOOH SN4P CHW: # I'm really 6ad at letting cats 9ut 9f 6ags CGC: 1T W4S WORTH 1T CEB: why are you bashing your head into desks?? CHW: # Y9u have t9 tell me 6ef9re hand that its c9nfidential 9therwise I assume its pu6lic kn9wledge CCG: TO FALL ASLEEP. CGC: DO YOU N33D 4 B4ND 41D FOR YOUR BOO BOO K4RK4T CCG: ):B CGC: H4H4H4 CHW: Karkey has sleeping pr96lems 6ut came t9 visit me in the 6u66le~ CCG: YOU'RE ALL ASSES. I'LL SMITE EVERYONE IN THIS MEMO. CCG: KANKRI SHUT UP. CCG: ANYWAYS. CEB: i mean, i guess that's one way to do it. have you tried laying in a troll slime bed thing and closing your eyes? CHW: # I'll shut up, s9rry CCG: NO, JOHN, I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NEVER TRIED TO FALL ASLEEP BY NORMAL MEANS, NOT EVEN A SINGLE FUCKING TIME IN MY WHOLE LIFE. WHAT A RIDICULOUS CONCEPT! CHW: # sn9rt CEB: you should try it sometime. :B CHW: # y9ung me was the same CCG: I WANT TO THROTTLE YOU. CGC: C4LM 1T HOT HORNS CHW: Karkey d9n't use vi9lence CCG: YOU JUST CALLED ME KARKEY IN FRONT OF A GOOD NUMBER OF PEOPLE. CCG: I'M GOING TO TAKE YOUR FUCKING KNEECAPS. CHW: Yes? Is, that a pr96lem? I th9ught- 6ut, its just a cute nickname CHW: # sad CCG: I'M DYING INSIDE. CEB: rest in peace. </3 CGG: oh, gosh, i think we just derailed a bit CCG: I'M FORCING ERIDAN TO GET HIS ASS OUT OF BED SO HE CAN JOIN THIS MEMO. CGC: OH GOG CEB: i don't think there was ever any rails. CHW: 9h g9d CHW: Why 6ring the Amp9ra int9 this? CGC: 1M JUST SLOWLY F4D1BG 4W4Y CCG: HEY, ERIDAN IS PRETTY COOL, SHUT THE FUCK UP GUYS. CHW: # Please d9n't ask me t9 get Cr9nus 6ecause I'd s99ner d9u6le die CHW: /:6 CCG: NO ONE SAID SHIT ABOUT CRONUS. YOU'RE THE ONE WHOSE MIND ALWAYS GOES TO HIM. CEB: i don't know either of them. CCG: THERE HE IS. HEY ERIDAN. CHW: My mind isn't ALWAYS 9n him CCG: YOU SURE? CGG: hi, eridan! CHW: 9h g9d h9w c9uld say such gr9ss stuff CURRENT caligulasAquarium [CCA] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CCA: hey CCG: IT REALLY SEEMS LIKE IT IS. CHW: Hell9 9ther amp9ra. CCG: YOU ALWAYS FUCKING TALK ABOUT HIM DUDE. CHW: N-n9 n9 I am n9t! CCG: HIS NAME IS ERIDAN, NOT "OTHER AMPORA". CHW: I d9 n9t always 6ring up Cr9nus. # excuse me while I g9 thr9w up CCG: DUDE. CCA: lets not talk about that primitivve praisin lump a grease in my prescence the read a such comparisons alone makes me wwanna throww up CCG: JEEZ, OK. SOMEBODY'S IN DENIAL. CCA: lets just CHANGE the topic entirely howw about that CCG: FOR ONCE I AGREE WITH ERIDAN. CHW: I agree with y9u CHW: Lets, talk a69ut instead, s9mething much less upsetting f9r all CEB: cats. CCG: EVERY TIME KANKRI SAYS A WORD THAT HAS THE LETTERS "BO" IN IT I LAUGH. CCG: I HAVE THE MINDSET OF A WRIGGLER. CGC: BO CHW: Yeah, sure, lets d9 that. Cats are nice, s9ft. CCG: 69. CHW: 699 CGC: W41T 1 FORGOT 1M NOT K4NKR1 CHW: hahaha CGC: FUCKS S4K3 CCG: YOU GOOD TEREZI? CHW: Terezi, are y9u 9kay CGC: Y34H CEH ceased responding to memo. CGG: ok, here's a cat video CGG:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C_S5cXbXe-4 CEB: ehehe. 69 CCA: its ignominious havvin to read evverythin you guys say to each other CCG: I WANT MY GAMZEE TO COME ONLINE SO HE CAN GET HIS ASS IN THIS MEMO BUT HE NEVER COMES ONLINE UNTIL LIKE. CCG: 3PM AT THE EARLIEST. CCG: AND CURRENTLY IT'S ONLY 1. CCG: UNFORTUNATE. CHW: 9h, its 4:13 here CTT ceased responding to memo. CHW: 9h, 6ake it, I supp9se CCG: WACK. CCG: SLAHOUDGIASUHKDHASDGEYRIUEJRFJDHSK CURRENT tidsopitmistTranquillity [CTT] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CTT: Uh. CCG: WHO THE FUCK IS THAT. CTT: Me. CTT: Thats whom CCG: WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU. CGG: oh, hi there! CTT: Hey owo CGC: WHO CCA: you havve no idea the extent i gotta crain my neck to be able to see your dastardly lightened text colour CCG: OWO. CCG: UWU. CHW: Karkat has s9me 9f the 6est reacti9ns CGC: TH3 FUCK 1S YOU CEB: gotta put my glasses on to read that color. CTT: Okay CTT: Has my family seriously forgotten me CCG: YOUR TEXT COLOR IS THE SAME COLOR AS A LEMON CANDY CANE I JUST GOT DONE BREAKING MY FUCKING TEETH ON. CHW: Even I am struggling, may6e its 6ecause my eyes d9n't exactly have pupils th9ugh CCG: YOUR FAMILY? CTT: That's sad as shit. CCG: YOU HAVE A FAMILY? CCG: I FEEL BAD FOR THEM, HOLY SHIT. CGC: HUH CGC: 1M SO CONFUS3D CCA: maybe its cause your busy ogglin that tommyrotted shitwwit alternate a myself CCG: ME TOO. CCA: evver think about that CGC: SOM3ON3 F1LL M3 1N WH4T TH3 FUCK SORT OF BR41N C3LL 4M 1 M1SS1NG CTT: Wow. CCG: ERIDAN, DON'T START SHIT. CCG: TEREZI I KIN THAT STATEMENT. CEB: karkat and i share -3 braincells. CCA: im not startin shit kar i am being nothin but CIVVLIZIED and PROPER here just by the basic vvirtue a me talkin CCG: YEAH. CCA: oh fuck CCA: my browwnies CCA: bee ar be CGC: 4LSO SHUT TH3 FUCK YOU F1SH WHY DONT YOU GO SUCK YOURS3LF L1K3 YOU DO 3V3RY N1GHT CCG: DEAR GOD. CEB: wow! damn. CTT: God damn it CGC: Y34H CCG: TEREZI SNAPPED. CGC: 1M 1N 4 B1T OF 4 B4D MOOD TOD4Y SORRY 3V3RYON3 CTT: I looked away for a bit and I return to chaos. Good god. CCG: JAMES CHARLES VOICE. SISTER SNAPPED. CTT: DAMN IT CTT: Stop. CEB: karkat please no. CTT: Fighting CTT: H CGC: R1GH TOK CGC: FORGOT HOW TO FUNCT1ON CCA: ivve hardly said anythin deservvin a vvitriol and scorn rez wwhy dont you shovve your tongue wwhere your crimson eyesockets are you are such a pain in my ass connivvin blueberry CCA: i mean i wwasnt evven TALKIN to you CCG: OK, EITHER DIRK OR THE LEMON GUY IS GOING TO HAVE TO CHANGE THEIR TEXT COLOR. CCG: I CAN'T HANDLE THIS. CCA: mind your owwn business CTT ceased responding to memo. CCG: ONE OF YOU BITE THE BULLET AND CHANGE IT. CCG: OH. CCG: THAT WORKS TOO. CCG: BYE DIRK. CGG: :/ CEB: i thought dirk was the lemon guy damn. CGC: OK WH4T3V3R 3R1D4N CCG: NO, HE'S THE ORANGE GUY. CCA: hey kar CCG: HEY. CHW: W-wait ARE Y9U SAYING THAT I AM HAVING A HARD TIME SEEING 6ECAUSE IM F9CUSED 9N CR9NUS???? CGC: S4D S4CK CCG: WHAT. CCA: wwhy dont wwe ditch this popsickle stand CCG: FOR FUCK'S SAKE KANKRI, YOU'RE SLOW AS HELL. CCG: HUH? CTT: Son of a bitch CEB: at the bottom of the screen it looked the same okay? CGC: WH4T CCG: WE? AS A COLLECTIVE? CTT: What are you even fighting about CGC: OK4Y 1 G1V3 UP TRY1NG TO COMPR3H3ND CCG: ME TOO. CGG: i don't even know CHW: Im s9rry that p9rrim pestered me and this mem9 is flying CCA: im just sayin this display is nothin but a bloody mess a  recalictrant scorn wwe might as wwell hang out or somethin you and i CHW: Im s9 fucking pissed right n9w CCA: plus CCA: past you DID say hed be wwillin to do so CTT: Trigger warning CCG: I MEAN CHW: # Fr9thing Rage CCG: OK. CGC: K4NKR1 SW34R1NG 1S 4 W34R OCC4S1ON WH4TS UP CHW: # literal fire in my eyes CCA: really you arent bee essin me here CCG: I DON'T MIND HANGING OUT IF THAT'S WHAT YOU WANT TO DO. CTT: EVERYONE BE TRIGGERED CCG: NO, I'M NOT. CGC: C4NT R3L4T3 CCG: KANKRI IS GOING OFF THE SHITS HELP. CGC: WHY CCA: my hivve or yours CTT: OH SHIT GUARD THE STAIRS CHW: Fucking I cant 6ELIEVE y9u w9uld say such gr9ss stuff CGC: WH4T CTT: They be FALLING DOWN THEM CHW: # Fucking flipping my literal shit CGC: W H 4 T CGC: HDU13F U1H RFR CGC: R3QFH1UCRH FRGHTVU 5G CGC: GTJ1 VRGT CTT: oh my God. CCA: wwoww that strawwberry shortcake is such a flippin drama machine it is truly pathetic CGC: V3GGU9TR CGC: GU9TRHY CTT: AUshdgdhd CTT: Jdhdbsnstshhdgd CGC: HTR9UHT3UH3 CTT: Dtthshshskwhe CTT: D CEB: what is CCA: shut the hell up CEB: stop CGC: 3UH9TRHUYR4U CHW: Eridan G9 FUCK Y9URSELF CTT: No CHW: Cause # N9 9ne else will CGC: BGT90YBH CCG: RIGHT NOW I FEEL LIKE THIS IS THE TEXTUAL EQUIVALENT OF SCREAMING TO MAKE MY VOICE HEARD OVER A LOUD CROWD TO COMMUNICATE WITH ERIDAN. CCG: HELP. CTT: Uncle John what the fuck is good going on CCA: this is exactly wwhy you and i ought to be messagin each other separately CGC: W3LL TH3N HOW 4BOUT TH1S CCA: glad youre agreein wwith me bro i can alwways count on you CGG: oh, gosh! CEB: i'm sorry what? CCG: OK, FUCK, DM ME ERIDAN. CCG: I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S HAPPENING. CCA: wwhy dont you dee em me CCG: IT WAS YOUR IDEA! CCG: BUT FINE. I'LL BE THE MATURE ONE. CHW: Eridan said I c9uldn't see lem9n candy text 6ecause I was f9cused 9n Cr9nus. When we all had pr96lems with the c9l9r CGG: gamzee is here CGC: FOR FUCKS S4K3 CURRENT terminallyCapricious [CTC] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CTC: HeY. CTT: Oh honkY CCA: ugh CGC: OH H3LL NO CCG: KANKRI, SIT YOUR ASS DOWN AND COOL IT BEFORE I BAN YOU. CTT: HEY CCG: ERIDAN, DON'T PROVOKE HIM LIKE THAT. CTT: God damn it why are you so rude to each other CHW: H9w w9uld y9u feel if s9me9ne said such a thing a69ut y9u Karkat? CCG: NO ONE ASKED FOR YOUR OPINION, LEMON MAN. CCA: wwhat do you mean provvoke wwho CCG: GO SUCK A CACTUS. CTT: Yeah. CCA: i havve no idea wwho the hell you are talkin about CEB: i really have no idea what's happening. CGC: M3 4ND G4MZ33 DONT H4V3 4 GOOD H1STORY TOG3TH3R CCA: i havvent been provvokin no one wwhat a slanderous thing to imply CHW: # g9es t9 sweater t9wn CCG: EVERYONE STOP TALKING. CHW: # huffs CCG: LET ME GET MY SHIT TOGETHER. CGC: 1 TH1NK TH4TS 4 V4L1D 3NOUGH R34SON CCA: ill havve you knoww that crimson soaked sack a lard has been provvokin ME if anythin CTT: Okay. CCG: ERIDAN. CCG: SHUT. CCG: UP. CCG: FOR ONCE. CCG: PLEASE. CHW: Fucking WHAT CCA: ok fine CTT: #shooshpap CCA: wwhat do i care any wway CCG: KANKRI. CCG: DON'T START. CGC: TH1S 1S 4 M3SS CCG: I'M TRYING TO MEDIATE HERE. CTT: #shooshpap CCG: LEMON GUY, FUCK OFF. CHW: I'm N9T starting it, HE DID CHW: # Excuse CURRENT turntechGodhead [CTG] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CTG: "comfy place" my ass CTT: #SOOOooos- CCG: DAVE. CCG: HELP. CGC: YOU KNOW 1TS 4LL GON3 TO SH1T WH3N K4RK4T 1S TH3 ON3 TRY1NG TO M4K3 3V3RYON3 C4LM CCA: wwoah bro this is nothin if not flatterin but i dont think auspitizism is really the sorta establishment you should be sullyin yourself into at this moment no offense CTG: i wasn't even paying attention CTG: what's happening CCG: WAIT YOU'RE NOT THE DAVE I'M FAMILIAR WITH. I'M BLIND AND CAN'T READ HANDLES. CCG: ERIDAN I'LL KILL YOU. CTT: People being assholes CCA: uh CEB: it's, uh, chaotic. CHW: Please d9 CCA: wwoww CHW: WAIT CHW: D9NT CGG: the memo went crazy CCA: talk about straight forwward CHW: I d9nt want him in the 6u66les! CCG: I SWEAR I AM THIS CLOSE CCG: | | CCG: THAT CLOSE CCG: TO KICKING BOTH OF YOU. CCG: TEST ME. CHW: Karkat... CTT: I'm Dani terezi. Can ya use your like seer powers CCA: hmm CGC: H1T 1T F3RG13 CCA: wwell ok CCA: brb CHW: # p9uting CGC: D4N1 WHO CCG: CRY ABOUT IT, YOU LITTLE FUCK. CGC: WHO TH3 FUCK 1S YOU CTT: IM FROM EARTH C. CGC: 4H OK4Y CHW: I th9ught y9u cared a69ut me 9r s9mething.. I guess I was wr9ng. CGC: 1 KNOW SOM3ON3 C4LL3D D4N1 H4H4 CFL ceased responding to memo. CTT: Kankri. CCG: OH HERE WE FUCKING GO WITH THE GUILT TRIPPING. CEB: this is just what i needed to add a little spice to my afternoon. CCG: MARVELOUS. CTT: It's okay my boi CCG: THIS MEMO SINGLEHANDEDLY MANAGED TO KILL THE BRAIN CELLS I DIDN'T EVEN HAVE. CCA: hey im back CHW: # sulking CTT: Sometimes you gotta just go to sweater town CGG: :/ yeah, it's so crazy CEB: we just have -69 braincells now. CCG: KANKRI, I CARE MORE THAN ENOUGH ABOUT YOU AND EVERYONE ELSE IN THIS MEMO FOR THAT MATTER, WHICH IS PRECISELY WHY I WANT YOU KNOCK THE BULLSHIT OFF AND STOP FIGHTING! CCG: I DON'T WANT ANYONE UPSET. CTT: #papshhosj CTT: Neither do i CCG: WELCOME BACK ERIDAN. CCG: OH FUCK GAMZEE IS ONLINE. CGC: C4N W3 JUST S4Y OK K4NKR1 YOU W3R3NT FOCUS1NG ON CRONUS TH3 T3XT W4S TOO H4RD TO R34D BUT TH4TS NO ON3S F4ULT CCA: thanks CTT: Let's back this up. CTG ceased responding to memo. CGC: 4ND 3R1D4N DONT G3T WORK3D UP OV3R K4NKR1 CHW: Thank y9u Terezi CGC: GOOD CCG: MY PURRBEAST IS STEPPING ONY M KEYYBOARD CCG: '; CCG: HELP. CTC: WhAt ThE MoThErFuCk Is EvEn HaPpEnInG. CGC: H4H4 CGC: TO MUCH TO B3 HON3ST CCG: GAMZEE DO YOU CARE IF I ADD ANOTHER GAMZEE TO THIS MEMO? THE MORE THE MERRIER, RIGHT? CCG: DOUBLE THE CLOWNERY? CGC: TW1C3 TH3 HONKS OH FUCK CTC: I DoNt CaRe. CTT: Okay. Mom Jade, of you remember hug me before I have a panic attack CGG: oh, gosh CHW: # deep 6reathing CCA: wworked up CCA: pshhh thats a fuckin laugh CCA: as if id let some detestable sack a ruddy text get me wworked up that foul no good pleb is hardly wworth steppin near my shadoww and at this point im findin all his petty references to my alternate to be nothin more than a salaicious display a utright denial CGC: WHY H4S TH1S 4LL GON3 TO SH1T -- CURRENT tidsopitmistTranquillity [CTT]  seriously more confused then my session made me -- CTT ceased responding to memo. CHW: # Karkat he's starting it again CGC: 1 D1DNT KNOWHOW TO WORD 1T OK4Y SH33SH CURRENT tidsopitmistTranquillity [CTT] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CTT: Son of a bitch CTT: Better CGC: 3R1D4N JUST STOP OK4Y C4N W3 4GR33 TH4T 1T W4S NO ON3S F4ULT CTT: Can you see me now CCA: sure wwhat evver CTT: Am I less lemonade CGC: GOOD CCA: its not like i actually care about wwhat happens in this line a convversation anywway CCA: hes the one wwho started it CTT: Gucci CHW: # Watching y9u CGC: 4LR1GHTY CGC: OK4Y CEB: are you guys chill now? is that done? CTT: I guess. CEB: fantastic. CTT: But this hype train. CCA: wwhered kar go CGC: HOP3 SO CGG: i hope so, too CCG: NOWHERE. CTT: Oh fuc CCG: WHY? MISS ME? CCA: hey CTT: Shi CCG: HEY. CTT: Hey CHW: 9h- I think I just realized s9mething. # Lips l9cked tight CCG: HUH? CGC: WH4T CGC: T1GHT 4SSHOL3 CGC: H4H4 CHW: N9 n9, I d9n't want t9 start any drama. CCA: wwhy dont you lock your fingers tighter methinks theyre the ones causin all this repartee any wway CHW: I'll just, privately tr9ll karkat and tell him CCG: TELL ME IN DMS KANKRI. I'M YOUR DANCESTOR. CCG: OH. CCG: GREAT MINDS THINK ALIKE. FUCK YEAH. CGC: HUH CEB: well now i'm curious. CGC: M3 TOO CCG: HEY IT'S ANOTHER GAMZEE. CCG: ONE I ACTUALLY AM FAMILIAR WITH. CGC: OH OK CTC: WeLcOmE BrOtHeR. CHW: Its s9mething that y9u all pr96a6ly c9uld have figured 9ut 9n y9ur 9wn, when thinking hard 9n what Amp9ras are very kn9wn f9r. CGC: SORRY 1F 1 S33M 4 B1T OFF CCG: OH GOD. PAST taciturnlyCataclysmal [PTC] 420 HOURS AGO responded to memo. PTC: HeLl yEaH, hOw'S It gOiNg? :o) CCG: WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU IN THE PAST CGG: hi there! CCG: WHAT THE FUCK CHW: I'm sure if y9ur g99d at paying attenti9n the pieces will f9rm the wh9le puzzle f9r y9u t99 CGG: ok, that's weird CCG: ALSO, KANKRI, THAT THING YOU JUST MESSAGED ME? WACK. CCA: soon enough ill be knowwn for slittin your detestable carcass ovver my owwn personal grubloaf bun if you dont keep my name from your ovverbitten mouth mutant CCG: I DON'T KNOW IF I BELIEVE IT. CHW: True th9ugh CCA: howw about that CCG: ERIDAN WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? CCG: WHO IS THAT DIRECTED AT? CCG: I'M SO LOST. CGC: STOOOOP CHW: Thats at me CHW: Karkat CCA: kankri a course wwho else CCG: GAMZEE. HELP ME. CCG: PLEASE. CHW: he is attacking me CHW: again CHW: 6ut # I started it CHW: # r9lls eyes CGG: this is already too much... CGG: :/ CHW: # have t9 tell y9u im r9lling my eyes 6ecause, N9 pupils 6ut whatever CCG: OK, YOU KNOW WHAT? CHW: # Amp9ra is a castest prick CTC: CaN I HaVe ThE HeAdS ErIdAn BrO? CCG banned CCA from responding to memo: [TIME OUT.]. CCG banned CHW from responding to memo: [TIME OUT.]. CHW RIGHT NOW opened memo on board GGS COMFY PLACE.

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CHW RIGHT NOW opened memo on board GGS COMFY PLACE. CURRENT carcinoGeneticist [CCG] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CCG: OH GOD. CURRENT gardenGnostic104 [CGG] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CGG: oh, again? CHW: # Excuse y9u PAST taciturnlyCataclysmal [PTC] 420 HOURS AGO responded to memo. PTC: So wHaT ThE MoThErFuCk'S ThIs mEmO AlL AbOuT? CCG: I SWEAR IF YOU TWO GO BACK AT IT I'LL FUCKING BAN YOU BOTH PERMANENTLY. CURRENT gallowsCalibratorr [CGC] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CGC: NO 1D34 CCG: WE'RE UH CCG: BONDING. CHW: He was the 9ne wh9 threatened t9 slit my thr9at CURRENT caligulasAquarium [CCA] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CCA: no wworries CCG: GROUP BONDING TIME. CCA: i wwas just leavvin any wway CURRENT tidsopitmistTranquillity [CTT] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CTT: The other kids are coming CCG: KANKRI SHUT UP. STOP DRAGGING IT ON. CTT: Yeet CCG: I'LL SCOLD HIM LATER. CGG: sorry, i meant to make this for fun stuff, but it went crazy over time CHW: Y9ud 6etter CCG: YOU TWO ARE LIKE FUCKING WRIGGLERS I SWEAR. CCA ceased responding to memo. CCG: I'M LOSING MY MIND. PTC: WeLl i gUeSs tHaT'S AlL GoOd, sHiT TeNdS To uP AnD GeT AlL FuCkIn cRaZy sOmEtImEs. CTT ceased responding to memo. CURRENT terminallyCapricious [CTC] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CTC: HoNk :O) PTC: HoNk CTC: HoNk PTC: HoNk CCG: HONK. CGC: OH NO CTC: HoNk CURRENT ectoBiologists [CEB] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CEB: oh jesus CCG: HONK. PTC: HoNk CGC: STOP CURRENT theJaceofspades [CTJ] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CTJ: Haha I just broke into my sister's computer CTC: HoNk CGC: FUCK CCG: HONK. PTC: HoNk CHW: (( i didnt know it actually made the noise if you typed honk oh fuck that startled me xDD )) CTC: HoNk. CCG: HONK. CGC: HONK CTJ: Oh shit CCG: HONK. CHW: h9nk CHW: 9h CGC: 1T D1DNT WORK CTJ: ((shit man)) CEB: hehehe. CHW: quirks n9t all9wed CCG: THIS ALWAYS HAPPENS WHENEVER I GET IN A MEMO. CCG: EVERYONE STARTS HONKING. CGC: H4H4 CTJ: Oh CCG: IT HAPPENED IN FUCK BUCKETS TOO. I STILL FEEL BAD FOR JOHN. CCG: I ALSO FEEL BAD FOR EVERYONE WHO DOESN'T KNOW WHAT I MEAN BY FUCK BUCKETS. PTC: EvErYoNe aLl kNoWs yOuR FuCkIn mEaNiNg bEhInD ThAt. CTJ: I'm going to get a worshipper of the dark carnival CCG: NO. CCG: GAMZEE. CTJ: Then honk everyday bro CCG: IT WAS THE NAME OF A MEMO WE HAD ONCE. CTJ: I will do it PTC: HoNk CCG: I'M GOING TO FUCKING SLAM MY FACE INTO MY KEYBOARD. CTC: ThAt WaS A GrEaT MeMo. CTJ: I'm going to get her CGC: 1M GO1NG TO L1ST3N TO 4 SONG CEB: i know i was there, but what happened to be in fuckbuckets? PTC: HaHaHaHa, dOn'T Be dOiNg tHaT BeSt fRiEnD. jUsT GeT YoUr cHiLlS GoInG StRoNg. CTC: UnTiLl YoU MoThErFuCkInG KiCkEd Me. CGC: WH3N 1 COM3 B4CK HOP3FULLY 4LL 1S B3TT3R CHW: If y9u d9, may6e, y9u can visit Karkat? CTJ: I know. CCG: I KICKED YOU BECAUSE YOU WERE ABOUT TO EXPOSE ME, GAMZEE. CTJ: Wait CCG: ALSO. CCG: YEAH KANKRI. CCG: ALSO. CTC: EvErY OnE KnOwS. CTJ: If kankri has a Chum handle now CCG: TO THE OTHER GAMZEE. CCG: YEAH OK. CTJ: Then that means. CTJ: O. CCG: OH MY GOD. CTJ: Fuc CHW: ? CCG: GAMZEE I SWEAR I'LL KICK YOU FROM THIS MEMO TOO. CHW: It means I d9wnl9aded the alternian tr9llian CCG: CURRENT GAMZEE. CTJ ceased responding to memo. CCG: I CAN'T FUCKING WRAP MY HEAD AROUND THERE BEING TWO GAMZEES. THIS WAS A MISTAKE. PTC: AwWw dOn'T Be fUcKiN ThReAtEnInG A BrO. CCG: ONE OF YOU HAS TO GO. ANY VOLUNTEERS? CCG: NOT YOU! CCG: I'M THREATENING TO KICK THE OTHER GAMZEE. PTC: I'M KnOwInG, kArBrO. CURRENT stitchedSilence [CSS] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CSS: :o€ CCG: AAAAA MY THINKPAN IS ACHING. CCG: WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT EMOJI. CTC: NaH Im MoThErFuCkInG GoOd RiGhT HeRe. CCG: THEN. CCG: SHUT UP. CHW: C:6 CTC: HoNk BrO Is ChIlL. CCG: AND WE CAN ALL LIVE HAPPILY. CCG: WITH KARKAT'S SECRETS HIDDEN. CCG: OKAY? CHW: I mistyped CURRENT turntechDumbass [CTD] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CTD: jade was right this is whack CSS: WHAT THE FUCK. IS HONKING UP IN THIS BITCH CCG: HONK. CHW: I saw 'kurl9z' and meant t9 type D:6 CTC: HoNk. CCG: OH FUCK IT'S DAVE. CCG: HONK. CTD: oh fuck its karkat CGG: honk CCG: GET OUT. CTC: HoNk. CSS: HONK! CTD: what no i just got here CSS: :o) CTD: bitch CCG: BITCH. CSS: #signlanguage

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CHW RIGHT NOW opened memo on board GGS COMFY PLACE. CURRENT carcinoGeneticist [CCG] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CCG: UH. CURRENT terminallyCapricious [CTC] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CTC: HoNk. CCG: LIKE WHO? CURRENT stitchedSilence [CSS] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CSS: :o) CSS: :o) CSS: ? CHW: My c9mputer decided that it wasn't happy, s9 it cl9sed. CURRENT gallowsCalibratorr [CGC] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CGC: OK GUYS 1M H4V1NG 4 P4N1C 4TT4CK TH1S 1S SO STR3SSFUL  BY3 CCG: OH SHIT. CSS: SO IS MY MOUTH CSS: Closed CSS: SHUT. CHW: D:6 CCG: IS THAT FUCKING KURLOZ I WASN'T PAYING ATTENTION CCG: I'M SO LOST. PAST taciturnlyCataclysmal [PTC] 420 HOURS AGO responded to memo. PTC: SeE Ya, fUcKiN BlInD AsS BiTcH. CHW: yes, thats Kurl9z... CHW: # shivers CCG: EW. CSS: Yeah tell me about it. CCG: WHO INVITED HIM HERE? CHW: N9t me CURRENT turntechDumbass [CTD] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CTD: god damn. CCG: NOT ME EITHER. CTD: trolls are whack CHW: I w9uld prefer t9 keep my distance fr9m any murder9us cl9wns CCG: YOU'RE WHACK. CCG: BAD WHACK. CCG: HEY. CSS: So are clowns :o) CHW: # After all, it feels t9 much like my culler... CTD: im the best whack CCG: GAMZEE IS RIGHT THERE. CCG: DON'T BE INSENSITIVE. CHW: I said murder9us CGC ceased responding to memo. CCG: YEAH? CHW: I think thats fair CCG: DID I STUTTER? CCG: ANYWAY. PTC: HaHaH. CURRENT gardenGnostic104 [CGG] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CGG:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tL-AVkOgO-k CHW: I think its fair t9 n9t want t9 6e near murderers CSS: Hey. Chill bros CTC: :O) CCG: WHY IS THE FUCKING O CCG: A CAPITAL? CCG: I HATE THAT. CHW: If meenah were in here, I'd 6e nerv9us a69ut that t99 CCG: FIX YOUR FUCKING EMOJI. CTC: My QuIrK Is GeTtInG In ThE MtHeRfUcKiNg WaY. PTC: WiSh i cOuLd bE KnOwInG. CHW: # pr96a6ly nerv9us ar9und any 9f my 'friends' that aren't p9rrim 9r latula. PTC: :o) PTC: :o) CCG: JUST FUCKING CSS: :o) CTC:  :O) CCG: CONVERT :O TO :o PTC: HoNk CCG: PROBLEM SOLVED. CSS: Meulin is having otp cardiac arrest CCG: WHAT. CTD: the comfy place has turned into clown church CSS: I GOT TO GO HELP A BITCH CHW: 9ver which c9uple? CCG: FEAR. CSS: EH. CGG: oh, ss, you reminded me of something CCG: YEAH WHICH COUPLE? CSS: ERIDAN AND SOLLUX CCG: OH GOD. CTD: oh shit CSS: #SHIVERS CHW: # unc9mf9rta6le CSS: I got her into to much black shi CSS: Shit. CTC: :o) CGG:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TZ0HdydxuDo CHW: # 6etter them than s9me9ne else th9ugh CCG: MY PURRBEAST IS TICKLING MY NECK WITH HIS WHISKERHESHHSHDK CSS: It's personally my fault CCG: HHKJHGF CSS: Forgive me. CCG: I'M HAVING HEART FAILURE. CTD: tell your cat hes fucking cute as hell CSS: Ah. CCG: NO. CHW: Kurl9z, please, leave the 6lack stuff t9 y9u, she, already has s9 much 9n her plate with red r9m ships # l9l CSS: Hold on CTD: please he needs to know CSS: #l:ol CCG: HE'S A LITTLE BASTARD. CCG: KIND OF LIKE YOU. CSS: hold on. CTD: im only partially a bastard but still let him know CSS: What the ever loving motherfuck. CCG: EVERY SINGLE PERSON IN THIS MEMO SUCKS EXCEPT FOR PAST GAMZEE. CSS: SHIT MY WRIGGLER IS HONKING MY HORN PILE CHW: # 9uch CSS: So proud CSS: #crie CURRENT ectoBiologists [CEB] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CEB: i have done nothing to deserve this! CCG: YOU EXISTED. CSS: #:o€ CSS: Neither have i CHW: # D9u6le 9uch CEB: damn, guess i'll stop existing. CGG: :( CCG: PLEASE DO. CSS: She grew up so fast CCG: KARKAT STOP BEING AN ASSHAT. CGG: please don't say that :( CSS: Karkat what be your problems CEB: :'B CSS: You need to chill before CHW: Karkat? Y9u just t9ld y9urself t9 st9p, are y9u 9kay? CCG: SORRY. CCG: YES. CCG: I'M FINE. CSS: #hedosomthing:o( CCG: I JUST REALIZED I WAS BEING A DICK. CHW: # C9ncerned Dancest9r CSS: Yeah. CCG: WAIT KANKRI CSS: #shooshpapthatfucker CCG: I HAVE TO ASK YOU SOMETHING. CHW: yes? CSS: Gamzee have you passed out CCG: GO TO DMS FOR A SEC. CSS: :o? CTC: No. CSS: God CSS: God. CSS: Meulin freaking son of- CSS ceased responding to memo. CCG: WHERE'D PAST GAMZEE GO? CTC: YoU MeAn ThE MeSsIaHs? PTC: :o) CCG: THERE HE IS. CTC: ThE ReAl MeSsIaHs. CCG: COMFORT ME. THIS MEMO IS GIVING ME CARDIAC ARREST. CTC: NoT ThE FaKe MeSsIaHs. PTC: YoU'Re fUcKiN SPECIAL YOU MOTHERFUCKIN mOtHeRfUcKeR. CURRENT cardiacOtps [CCO] RIGHT NOW responded to memo. CCO: 333333333333333!<3 PTC: YoU'Ve gOt tHe gReAtEsT Of fUcKiN SeLvEs iN YoU. :o) CCO: Inpuring! CTD: that wisdom CHW: I can certainly say that I am successfully triggered 6y t9days mem9 and events. CTD: i felt that shit PTC: Go fUcK YoUrSeLf, oThEr kArKaT. PTC: :o) PTC: HoNk hOnK CHW: Might even need t9 g9 talk t9 P9rrim CCO: Wow! CTC: :o) CHW: ...? w-why? CCO: Your just like kurlos CHW: # Fine. I'll leave CHW ceased responding to memo. PTC: GoOd sHiT. CCO: When he was a kid

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