tHrEe; phone | forward-dated to friday the 19th

[miraculls]

[So with Jade having drunk one bottle of milk and Karkat two, Gamzee's finally managed to pay attention for long enough to put his foot down and demand that this morning's share be given to him. After all, with the mirthful messiahs watching over him, what's the worst that could happen

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phone;

[cueballer]

Ah. If it isn't the Bard.

[miraculls]

If you all up and got something to say to me,

THEN MOTHERFUCKIN SPIT THOSE WORDS OUT YOUR TALKFLAP, MOTHERFUCKER.

Otherwise, shut the fuck up.

[cueballer]

How goes the clown religion?

[miraculls]

It be going just fine, motherfucker.

AS FINE AS THE MURDEROUS PARADE OF MOTHERFUCKIN' BLOODHARSH MIRACLES

that I'm going to be raining down on these townleaders here.

[cueballer]

Your strength is not as it normally is, Bard. Going against the omnipotent is not wise.

[He would know.]

[miraculls]

Don't motherfuckin' matter.

I GOT THE MOTHERFUCKIN' MIRTHFUL MESSIAHS ALL UP ON MY MOTHERFUCKIN' SIDE.

If they want to test who can conjure up the most miracles,

THEN THEY CAN MOTHERFUCKIN' COME AT ME, BROTHER.

[cueballer]

Mirthful Messiahs. Right.

Well, enjoy yourself with that.