voice testing for ink_city maybe eventually sorta ;;

[wicked8itch]

Are you kidding me? You're seriously going to go through with this. You haven't even finished the fucking story yet. And your stupid canon point idea is lame too. Don't even 8other. Seriously. You can't handle me. See, you even have to do a stupid voicetest, and you're already 8lowing it. 8ig time. You might as well not even finish the stupid thing, 8ecause you're never going to get it. Everrrrrrrr! So unless you can find something not completely pathetic a8out you or this stupid game idea, I'll 8e here. Waiting in complete vain for it.

And one more thing? Your choice in username is horri8le too. I can't 8elieve I'm stuck with this and not something twice as interesting and 8 times as fantastic as this one. You know, like one of the names you gave your other stupid puppets.

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[stifles]

What are you?

[wicked8itch]

What do I look like? I'm a troll. That's pretty 8lunt. What're you?

[stifles]

I have never heard of a troll before.

What is a troll?

[And he completely ignores your question, sorry Vriska.]

[wicked8itch]

What do I look like? It's an impossi8ly long story that I don't think your human 8rain could handle. I mean, you couldn't answer a simple question, I don't want to overwhelm you or anything.

[ It's all good. She's...beyond abrasive. ]

[stifles]

Something humanoid; although certain obvious physical features make it apparent you are something different.

And I am not a human.

[wicked8itch]

Humanoid, yeah, sure. Sort of like a human but not really at all. See I would know that if you answered my question. But you didn't. And still haven't.

[stifles]

I'm God.

Are you satisfied now.

[wicked8itch]

Ohhhhhhhh?

God. Which god? Or whose god?

[arachnesweb]

Hello there, Vriska! ::::)
It's very nice to see you, though if you haven't finished the story yet I suppose I should 8e more reluctant with messaging you...

[stifles]

There is no which, or whose. I am simply God. The creator of humanity and the universe they inhabit.

I assume trolls exist within a universe separate to the one I created, as I don't recall your species existence before now.

[wicked8itch]

Oh. Ohhhhhhhh. Separ8 universes. Yeah, that'd have to 8e it. 8ecause in my universe, we actually cre8d the humans and their planet and universe and all that great shit.

Huh. So would that make me a god too in your universe?

[stifles]

[Ignoring questions again because gurl say what.]

You are the creator of humanity in another universe.

You're serious?

plowing down the fourth wall for all intents and purposes of tagging back ;;

[wicked8itch]

Yeah, pro8a8ly.

Though I think this is the part where my o8server flips her shit and 8reaks the fourth wall 8ecause she doesn't know a whole ton a8out you, or whether or not I know you. I h8 this canon point bullshit. She needs to finish already.

It's nice to see you too, I think????????

fourth wall breaking in d_m is always fine haha :3

[arachnesweb]

I don't want your mun to feel pressured into talking to my mun and I, so don't feel required to keep the convers8tion going if you'd rather not! There's always plenty more opportunities for us to talk out here in these forums, especially once you've caught up to recent upd8s. :::;)
If your mun doesn't mind skirting on the 8ounds of the unknown, I'll do my 8est to keep our talk as spoiler free as possi8le. One question, though-- from what point are you at the moment?

Yay! BD

[wicked8itch]

It's completely fine. She's so impatient, she already knows all the ancestors. It's almost funny, watching her skip ahead only to turn 8ack around 8ecause she doesn't get it. It's almost as erratic as skipping around John's timeline. The question is whether or not I do. Which leaves this great, 8ig, 8laring hole in this fourth wall thing.

Leafing through her sad excuse of a memory, I just got done convincing John his outfit is ridiculous. Which, it was. So after the 8ig 8ad scratch, and 8efore Karkat wakes up. Though I haven't checked.

[wicked8itch]

Tell me, was it complic8d for you, or was it like playing a 8rand new game? I'm curious. :::;)

[arachnesweb]

Ah, so whether you know of me or not is a rather peculiar question at the moment. You know of me, 8ut not of this particular version of me, to put it in the most simple way possi8le. You won't meet me for a little while yet chronologically, though I suppose since the story originally takes place in the course of the same day, then it won't 8e much longer for you yourself. How long it will 8e for your mun is a completely different story all together.
I'm glad to see you've already 8een taken up in your muns head regardless of their progress in the comic! The world always needs more Serkets, though I suppose many would disagree with the sentiment. ::::)

[pileofpails]

[Don't mind these Vriska.

They'll just sit here and be relatively harmless.]

i have mountain dew in my nose. well played.

[wicked8itch]

[ Typical humans leaving their "cleaning" apparatuses everywhere.

She did not expect this amount of debauchery.

Which is funny, considering this is dwrp.

Then again she didn't know what to expect. She'd move them, but who knows who's used them. Instead she'll sit here uncomfortably. ]

I have done my job correctly

[pileofpails]

[Oh but

They want to say hi.

One separates itself from the other and rolls casually towards the troll.

What now.]

THIS IS HOW YOU PROPERLY WELCOME SOMEONE NEW TO THE FANDOM; OTHER FANDOMS TAKE NOTICE

[wicked8itch]

[ Oh my gog no.

She inches away, still quite visibly uncomfortable. Is it taunting her?

No, of course not, it can't be. It's a pail. A bucket. Inanimate, however suggestive and....just...

Does she nudge it away with her shoe? Would that work? But what if it's----used?

The troll looks down to her shoes. Nope. Not taking any chances. ]

[wicked8itch]

So........I know you, 8ut not really, not yet. Oh well, I have more something else to look forward to then, I guess.

Why would they disagree? I've 8een nothing 8ut productive, if I do say so myself.

<3

[pileofpails]

[There's a slight crash as the other buckets fall off their unstable structure and start rolling towards her.

They're not going to let just one bucket hog her now.

1/2

[stifles]

[NOPE.AVI he's too suspicious of this girl now, just gonna give her a bit of a stare for a moment. Almost like he's doing nothing. Maybe kinda eerie, maybe kinda creepy, who knows.]

[stifles]

I'm afraid you are no God, Ms.Serket.

[Yeah he might have just...browsed your mind there for a bit to get answers, plus your name.]

Though you haven't taken very good care of your creation, from the looks of things.

[wicked8itch]

[ Rude! The look on her face is puzzled, before it dawns on her. He invaded her mind---unacceptable! She isn't sure how he did it, and granted, she did it too from time to time, but not to this guy! It hadn't even occurred to her! ]

That is soooooooo rude!!!!!!!! How could you even do that, I mean........We just met. You even went as far as ruining the surprise for my name too?

I take awesome care of it! And I shouldn't have to, either. I was instructed to troll them, not to help them. The humans just don't know what is 8est, so I help them find it. Like John's stupid outfit.

[ She's not sure she is pitching all this correctly, the horseshitmeter is off the fucking scale right now. ]

[wicked8itch]

[ Oh jegus fuck now she's surrounded. Her eyes narrow. No way. This can't be happening. She is actually worried about these buckets? Really?

Fuck that. Fuck this. And fuck these buckets, too. She throws caution to the wind and nudges one violently to the side with her foot. ]


Whoever these 8elong to, really needs to learn how to 8e a little more decent.

Have a human AU Terezi

[smells_to_see]

S33MS PR3TTY 4CCUR4T3 TO M3

[stifles]

Shouldn't have to? You are obligated to as their creator. They are the responsibility of you and your friends.

[Yep, still flipping pages in the book that is Vriska Serket's life don't mind him.]

I don't know why such a burden was placed on a group of children, alien or not, but it was a mistake.