☣ 021 | video

[dicey]

[Vriska's PCD is filming from the front lawn of Athel House! she doesn't exactly treat it with the utmost care, and so it just kind of got... tossed there when she was bored with it; she'd planned to retrieve it when she felt like using it again]

[Vriska can be seen exiting the house this fine morning (yes, trolls are nocturnal, but a) she's halfway adjusted to the sleep schedule of the rest of the city by now, and b) she's a kid, so staying up all day still strikes her as a cool and novel idea)-- and thanks to where she left her PCD last night, everyone is getting a great view of a big glop of rabbit guts falling off the roof and right onto her head]

[because, as it happens, the entire roof is covered with rabbit guts]

[Killuaaaaaaaa o9]

[OOC: Anyone that's told me here that they don't mind Vriska's typing quirk will be getting her hiding behind text. If you reply to this and don't mind text responses, please let me know via that link! ♥]

Comments

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

Liar! You want me in your hive.

[just... trying to rile him up, really]

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

W-With Nitram and Nepeta, too...

It simply would not work!

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

Hahahahahahaha.

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

[Equius clenches a fist tightly. He hates when she simply laughs as a response with nothing else.

Yes. Hates it.]

Besides, we are... Running out of rooms...

[He trails off as the idea of not just sharing a home but a room runs through his mind.]

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

Hahahahahahaha!

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

Stop just laughing!

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

It's just hilaaaaaaaarious the excuses you're trying to make!

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

Do you wish to live in my hive?

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

No, stupid.

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

Then... Why even have this argument?

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

Why not?

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

[Equius shrugs. She's his Kismesis now, so it's a valid point.

Or. Well. He thinks. They never really said it.]

So, Vriska... We are in an actual. Ah. Kismesiship. Now?

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

I.




Guess?

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

Excellent.

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

Oh man, you totally have it bad for me!

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

Who would not? You are immensely frustrating.

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

[PREENS]

Of course! The half of the city that doesn't think I'm the best thing ever happens to hate my guts.

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

[DAT HAIRFLIP. AGAIN. God it's so bitchy and perfect.]

I think you are... A tad generous with your numbers there.

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

Nope! I am incredibly popular in both extremes.

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

I somehow doubt that. Highly.

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

Your jealousy is palpable.

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

S-Silence. I am not jealous.

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

Of course you are! Lots of people who like me, lots of people who don't...

[equinerotica.livejournal.com]

Yes, but they are all humans. I like to think you have better taste than that.

Besides, they do not understand blackrom.

[eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com]

When are you going to get the memo that I don't give a shit about hemospectrum or speciesist stuff? It's all so boring!