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[oceanbreasts]

[ Okay, so somewhere between the coral and the spot on her map that said PIRATES is one ROXY LALONDE. She was heading there to scope the place out when she saw the text from Dirk, and now she's wavering between the two points.

She's wavering in what to do, but going back to her friend takes priority, so she starts heading off in that direction again.

To anyone passing, they'll mostly find a young blonde girl in purple pajamas, vaguely damp, staring in wide eyed fascination at pretty much everything. But mostly all the people. ]

ok so i kno dirk is here
im gonna go see him
and that janey and jake arent here
which is really shitty since we were all just togehtr
*toegehtr
*togehter
*fuck it
but what i rly want to kno is
where can i get a drink
cuz i am way too sober for this

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[VIDEO]

[bethehugejerk]

[It's been quite a while since he's actually seen Rose around, but he remembers enough of the flighty broad that he can recognize some rough similarities between the two. What's stranger, though, is the Derse pajamas.]

[Karkat for the record is wearing a hoodie instead of his usual shirt. He's branched out a bit here, mostly at a certain sea dweller's insistence.]

You look like the shape of my think pan giving up on anything making any sense at all. How the heck are you in Derse pajamas? Earth was supposed to be pulverized by meteors, not cropping up a second batch of humans to screw things up more than they already were.

[VIDEO]

[oceanbreasts]

[ oh my god look at those nubby little horns they're precious.

...ahem. ]

Nope. No meteors in our history. Sea bitches tryin' to breed us, yes. Meteors, no. Actually my friends and I had finally entered the game when me 'n Dirk wound up here instead.

[ Also don't mind her because now she's squinting and trying to figure out if she's seen him before or not. She feels like she has but... hell, most of her derse dreaming is sort of blurry. ]

[VIDEO]

[bethehugejerk]

[NO THEY'RE NOT, THEY'RE MANLY AS HELL.]

[He looks more or less the same age he would have in the dream bubbles, even though he's never actually been there. Time shenanigans, man. That and living in a different bubble for over a year and a half.]

[Meanwhile he can feel a headache coming on with the explanation.]

Sea bitches? Do I even want to ask?

And that's without even getting into how there could be a second earth in paradox space with its own session of the game. The first one couldn't even make a planet because the group there screwed up so bad, which is to say if it wasn't doomed from the start, which it probably was because of fucking frog cancer -

[Yeah he feels guilty about that. Cue a deeper frown.]

- and another go of that convoluted piece of shit probably isn't going to fix anything.

[VIDEO]

[oceanbreasts]

Sea bitch. Batterwitch. Crocker corps' terrifying CEO. Culler of pretty much everything under the sun. I guess she prefers Condescension but who hell's gonna call her that.

[ NOT HER. ]

...Frog cancer?

[VIDEO]

[bethehugejerk]

You mean the Empress? How the fuck did she--? I swear all these pain in the nook lousy goddamn time shenanigans are trying to tie a noose around my stem with all their stupid loops and strangle me with it. I would ask if they could ever just fucking stop, but that is the one thing I'm sure will never happen!

Do me a favor and don't ask about the frog cancer.