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[stayb100ponyboy]

There's no art here.

[Equius sounds disgruntled and put upon, and he's scowling crabbily.]

I've lived here for almost a full sweep, and I haven't been able to find a single art gallery or museum here with anything interesting! Isn't there anyone here who knows anything about art? Or has some from their home world?

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[VIDEO]

[bethehugejerk]

None of it works like that, you incorrigible dipshit! I swear I wouldn't be able to get any real, actual information into your skull if I used a pneumatic fucking drill. Congratulations: even your own stubborn ignorance carries the freakish strength of the rest of you.

You only exist because I made you! I made all of us! Twenty-four squirmy little grubs climbing on me and everything, and when the timer ticked down they disappeared to their meteors and went back in time through the gates during the Reckoning as Skaia's defense portals protected the battlefield from getting annihilated. If I hadn't done that you wouldn't fucking be here.

And whether or not I can even make a robot isn't the point. I know shit about robotics and regular biology. I never claimed I did, so who cares? The point, asswipe, is that you have proved yourself to not understand the slightest inkling of how ectobiology works or why it's even necessary, and that you're a fucking retard at understanding the mere basics of both stable time loops and doomed timelines.

You want to make robot limbs? Creepy sex robots or whatever you're bitching about there? Go ahead, fuck off, and spare me the migraine of having to deal with your lacking intelligence. If you're the Heir of Void, the void must be the empty space in your skull. A black hole, for all I know, because your idiocy is so massive in scale it must have collapsed in on itself into one inescapable singularity of dark, annihilating stupidity. No matter how much actual logic I fling at it, nothing comes back out, and it never will.

[VIDEO]

[stayb100ponyboy]

[Blah blah blah.]

I'm sorry, are you still talking? All I heard was "my science was so sloppy, Equius, if I made anything useful it would be just as terrible as that pen my matesprit made for his seahorse, which is to say completely nonfunctional."

[VIDEO]

[bethehugejerk]

[Enjoy a stunning view as Karkat's SFC suddenly sails across the room, hits a wall, then clatters to the floor.]

[Stomping is heard.]

[Last, Karkat's hand flits into view to shut the thing off.]

[not here]

[stayb100ponyboy]

[Ahahahaha, this counts as a win!]