caprihorn: (Shitty taste in movies Karkat)
caprihorn ([personal profile] caprihorn) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowl2012-08-08 05:05 pm

IT'S A SPECIAL DAY | VOICE

[This starts out with a quickly strung together snarling and hissing in a deep tone.]

Motherfuckin' blasphemers, gathering up in one place. Spreading their wicked heresies. Don't matter if my shit was right or wrong they're still all motherfuckin' idolatmakers.

[Just a slight pause before he adds:]

Any of you motherfuckers can get to burning a shit place up at Cave-in-Rock, Illinois?
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[personal profile] hashrap 2012-08-10 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
For fuck's sake, no I'm not.
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[personal profile] crab 2012-08-10 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
Unintentionally, maybe, but you are flirting with him harder than he would like to flog you in the face with a club. It is revolting to have to bear witness to. Yes you are.
Edited 2012-08-10 03:12 (UTC)
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[personal profile] hashrap 2012-08-10 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
Troll romance is the most moronic bucket of shit I ever fell ass backwards into. We don't do freaky hate-love, I don't want to touch his hateboner and I don't want to lovingly punch him in the face or whatever the fuck it is you do.

I'm not flirting with him. Look at it this way, bro: if he were a chick, I'd stare at his boobs. It doesn't mean I want to date him or whatever, it means he has boobs and I need to look at them as per the Rules of Dudehood. Another of the Rules of Dudehood is to be a dick to your friends. I'm like, totally breaking a cultural barrier here. I'm extending the olive branch of friendship towards him and he's grabbing it with a knife. It's not my fault if he's totally misunderstanding my platonic dickishness.