--se fucking bright idea was it to put a gogdamn pole there?!

[ Why hello, Vatheon! Have a nasally- and scratchy-sounding troll girl peering into her fallen device. Seems she's dropped it? In any case, she looks a little uncertain as she feels around on the ground for the SFC, frowning deeper and deeper. ]Blaaar! Where the fuck is it? I know I ( Read more... )

[ Terezi stretches in her sleep, accidentally dropping her SFC and activating the viewport. The image of her horned and messy head comes into focus on screen, and her clothes, skin and hair are still stained and matted with dried, teal and red blood. The dead eyes behind Dave's glasses slowly open as the sound of the device clacking against the ( Read more... )

[ As the starbeast communicator flips on and begins recording, one might be able to make out the faint outline of one Tavros Nitram-- it's the horns that give it away-- before someone off screen turns on a light that hangs over his head. Yep. That's definitely Tavros, looking nervous as Terezi Pyrope-- nay, THE PROSECUTION-- descends on him like an ( Read more... )

[ No matter where you are or what you're doing, if you're out and about in Vatheon tonight, you might accidentally stumble upon some rather crude drawings all over anything concrete-- in chalk, mind you. Drawn by one with all the artist merit of a toddler in preschool, to boot! There's dragons of all shapes and sizes everywhere, of all different ( Read more... )

[ When Terezi Pyrope finally came to, the smell of the surrounding saltwater was unbearably... erm, durrr, salty. She much preferred the dank and dreary smell of the laboratory over the stuffy and blue-smelling blanket overhead. What a terrible color. It reminded her of someone she didn't particularly care to think about, only that said someone was ( Read more... )