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[selfkismesis]

You are absolutely crazy, completely out of your pan, are you even-- Look, I’m turning on my wearable, everyone’s seeing this shit-- Everyone’s seeing how fucking insane you actually are.

[ The scene: Terezi Pyrope is unhinging Karkat Vantas’ closet door. She is violating his sacred place. She is committing untold blasphemies, and Karkat will not

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action;

[pythianjudgment]

[Jegus, can those decibels get any louder? Terezi actually flinches, but it only pauses her reign of destruction for a few seconds.]

I swear to everything you hold dear in this respiteblock, if you break my ear drums with your screeching, I'm going to do more than break your closet. I'm going to break your face.

action;

[selfkismesis]

[ What's that? You want more ungodly screeching? Because that's what Karkat's doing. As he begins ejecting everything out of his Sylladex in Terezi's direction. ]

YOU TAINTCHAFING--

[ Terezi is now being bombarded with pillows, sand, lots of crabs, and romcoms. ]

UNHOLY BEAST OF BURDEN--

[ Cupcakes, so many cupcakes, a few pairs of Jade's shoes, pieces of a blender. ]

RUINING EVERYTHING YOU RUB YOUR DISGUSTING SLOBBER COVERED PRONGS ON--

[ Small woodland animals, a pile of leaves, more romcoms, even more romcoms, Faygo. ]

PUDDLES OF YOUR DISEASE-INFESTED DEVILDROOL COATING EVERY SURFACE OF EVERYTHING FOREVER--

[ A TV Karkat stole from the Striders, an X-Box controller, various posters. ]

GET OUT OF THE WORLD.

[ Coherency is secondary to Karkat's cause. ]

action;

[pythianjudgment]

[As much as she is enjoying destroying this beast of a storage space, Terezi really enjoys not being hit with shit. The pillows hit her, but she dodges the romcoms and the shoes and most of the cupcakes, the blender pieces, the small animals--By the time he chucks the TV, she's had about enough. She uncaptchlogues his own door to use as a shield against his assault.]

We're not on a world, dumbass, we're on a space station. And I think we've been over exactly how hard it is to get off!

action;

[selfkismesis]

[ It takes him a moment to connect her words with his order. He's far too focused on the indignity of her using his own door against him. Sacrilege. ]

Put it down and back away, Pyrope. [ His knees are bent; he's ready to pounce. ]

Or so help me, I will launch you into space. You will leave this space station by my hand.

action;

[pythianjudgment]

[Oh really. Terezi captchalogues the door again, twirls her canesword behind her, then catches it under her arm in the most badass manner she can muster. She holds her free hand out, palm up, and flexes her fingers inward in the universal symbol of:]

Come at me, bro.

action;

[selfkismesis]

[ Cue the music.

Karkat grabs two pillows (one bright cherry red, the other pavement gray), and comes at her, bro. He's a shouting whirlwind of pillows, a destroyer of worlds, and he's got a one-way ticket to victory. ]

YOUR ASS IS MINE.

[ MORTAL KOMBAT. ]

action;

[pythianjudgment]

[He will rue the day he challenged Terezi Pyrope. If this were one of those blockbuster action movies that she likes the taste of, there would be a fanfare of freeze-frame antics and background explosions and all those other things that make movies cool.

Sadly, this isn't, so she just drops to her knee and swings her cane at his legs--one way or another, this typhoon of destruction is going down, even if she has to bear the full brunt of his pillow-assault.]

action;

[selfkismesis]

[ He feels the breath of glory at his back as each pillow paps against Pyrope's face. He is unstoppable. Karkat Vantas is an extension of retribution, and he doesn't afraid of anything. For once in his incredibly short life, the universe agrees with him. The universe is enabling his acti--

Oh wait not really, tripping, hitting the ground and hitting it hard, pillows lost, weaponry lost, dignity lost. ]