It's hard to think that you might not be real,
Who: Terezi Pyrope, Karkat Vantas
When: Wednesday afternoon
Where: Hallways
Summary: No faciliberry, no idea what's going on. Terezi gets back from her trip back home, only to run into the last person she expected to be here.
Rating: PG-13?
Warnings: Trolls, idek.
Terezi was shaken. There wasn't really any other way to describe the tumultuous emotions racing through her head. There were so many things wrong with her trip back home--if she could even call it that. Who could tell if she had actually gone anywhere at all? Maybe the Consortium was screwing with her head again, planting memories and things that had no place being where they were. There were still human memories that cropped up once in a while that she knew were fabricated and tried to ignore, but this... This coincided with what everyone else had told her so far... And then some. Oh, and then some.
When she cautiously exited her suite, Terezi was still trying to shove that part back into the deep recesses of her mind. She could deal with it later. She needed to deal with it later because right now she had to go find her communication device. Time didn't wait around in this place, and she had to catch up on what was going on. Who knew how much time she had missed. So, still garbed in her FLARP outfit, Terezi made her way down the hall, cane in hand and only one goal in mind.
When: Wednesday afternoon
Where: Hallways
Summary: No faciliberry, no idea what's going on. Terezi gets back from her trip back home, only to run into the last person she expected to be here.
Rating: PG-13?
Warnings: Trolls, idek.
Terezi was shaken. There wasn't really any other way to describe the tumultuous emotions racing through her head. There were so many things wrong with her trip back home--if she could even call it that. Who could tell if she had actually gone anywhere at all? Maybe the Consortium was screwing with her head again, planting memories and things that had no place being where they were. There were still human memories that cropped up once in a while that she knew were fabricated and tried to ignore, but this... This coincided with what everyone else had told her so far... And then some. Oh, and then some.
When she cautiously exited her suite, Terezi was still trying to shove that part back into the deep recesses of her mind. She could deal with it later. She needed to deal with it later because right now she had to go find her communication device. Time didn't wait around in this place, and she had to catch up on what was going on. Who knew how much time she had missed. So, still garbed in her FLARP outfit, Terezi made her way down the hall, cane in hand and only one goal in mind.