#UNETHICALRELATIONSHIPADVICE OF THE DAY: THE SAME NIGHT THAT YOU TRUMPET TO THE KNOWN UNIVERSE YOUR MATESPRITSHIP WITH A COQUETTISH, SLURRY-HUNGRY TWINK, IMMEDIATELY GET INVOLVED IN AN ALL-LIGHT LIFE-OR-DEATH INTERVENTION WITH ANOTHER ONE. KEEP YOUR MOVES UNPREDICTABLE. YOU WANT TO KEEP A PRETTYBOY ON HIS FRONDSTUBS. IT IMPROVES THEIR FOOTWORK, LIKE A BALLERINA DOING FUCKING FOUETTES. IT'S ENRICHMENT FOR THEM.
PLEASE TELL ME THAT THIS WAS A TYPO AND YOU MEANT TO SAY "SLEEP." SAY "SIKE" *RIGHT* NOW. ON PAIN OF DEATH. ON PAIN OF DISSECTION. ON PAIN OF THREE THOUSAND SWEEPS OF HUSKDRIVE-COOKING MALWARE. THIS SCUTTLETIRE IRON HAS YOUR NAME ENGRAVED ON IT WITH MY BARE FUCKING CLAWS, HATE BOT, I SHIT YOU NOT.
I would say "sike" if that were the honest truth, but you did just strip in front of me a few hours ago when the temperatures were too hot for your little organic body. Do you want me to deny that I peeked from my corner of the room to watch you peel off your clothes like an onion.
I THINK I'M GOING TO PAY PAST KARKAT A SHORT LITTLE VISIT. HE'S DUE FOR A WROUGHT-IRON THRASHING OVER THE CHOICES HE MADE WITHIN THE LAST TWENTY-FOUR HOURS. BY THE TIME I'M DONE HERE, THERE WON'T *BE* A FUTURE KARKAT LEFT TO OGLE, YOU DROOLING REPROBATE. I LIKED YOU BETTER WHEN YOU WERE SCARABS.
I am still scarabs. Would you prefer I break apart into them and skitter all over your floors? In that way I might watch you do everything. Or perhaps, I could leave. If you're truly annoyed by my presence.
SIGH. HANG ON. I WILL ALCHEMIZE YOU AN ENTIRE A.D.U.
Aren't you the charmer, willingly making me a room so that I may have my own privacy-- when I could very well leave. Interesting.
WHEN I FIND YOUR "MUTE" BUTTON, I'M GOING TO KARATE CHOP IT SO FUCKING HARD THAT IT'LL REVERT YOU TO FACTORY SETTINGS.
I could give you a hint at where it's located, if you like to play adventure games~
I AM *NOT* GOING TO BLOW UP ANOTHER HUSKTOP, I AM *NOT* GOING TO BLOW UP ANOTHER HUSKTOP, I AM *NOT*