because enablers

[psychomagnet]

Alright, so let me see if I'm catching what you're throwing at me sister, because even if I am right, I'm still pretty sure you're fucking tinfoil hats and conspiracy-theory crazy. You've got me up here dangling like bait on a motherfucking hook so you can see if you can land some weird-as-shit alien kids for me to swear at?

Oh, excuse me, swear with?

Holy shit, you're seriously fucking insane. Or bored. Sometimes they come pretty close to being the same, you know that?



...whatever, I hope you're ready for a whole lotta disappointment.

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[frustration]

WOW, SOMEONE DOESN'T SPEND ENOUGH TIME ON THEIR INFERIOR HUMAN INTERNET.
OR IN THEIR -- OH, WHAT'S THAT WORTHLESS BULLSHITTERY CONVENTION CALLED?
OH THAT'S RIGHT, MOTHHERFUCKING THERAPY.
I'M PRETTY SURE THAT IF ANYONE GAVE ENOUGH OF A DAMN TO TRY AND CART US AWAY FOR OFFENDING THEIR SENSITIVE AUDITORY CANALS, THEN THEY WOULD PROBABLY RUN FOR YOU.
CAN SOMEONE GET A SWEAR COUNTER HERE?
IT'S JUST GOING TO SIT IN THE CORNER OF THE SCREEN AND MAKE A LITTLE DINGING NOISE WHENEVER ONE OF US EXPRESSES COLORFUL DISDAIN OR WHATEVER YOU SHITTY HUMANS LIKE TO CALL IT.
OOP, THERE IT GOES.
DING!

[psychomagnet]

[Okay see that? That's just funny. Give her a sec while she laughs, and then-]

Alright, I don't know who the hell you've been talking to, but some of us have this thing called working that we do? Also 'living our lives', some of us kind of like that too. Besides, ain't much of shit you can do on the internet that you can't do in real life.

You know, if you're not like a balding, obese, 35-year-old asshole crashing in his mom's basement or some fucking shit like that.

Ding, by the fucking way.

[frustration]

KARKAT: 1.
PSYCHOPATH: 6.
DINGDINGDINGDINGDING.
COUNTER DON'T LIE, BABY.