017 ♋ Video ==> Voice
[ when the screen cuts on, it's a little blurry, as if the owner isn't quite sure how to mess with the infernal thing. or maybe he just doesn't realize that he's being filmed. the camera focuses on one thing briefly before moving on. it turns off with a click after catching a glimpse of the face of one Karkat Vantas, looking like he has indigo splatters on his face as well. what the camera ends up seeing before it goes black? well: ]
Shit! You know, this fucking system sure has a way of yanking people out of their own time line at just the most inopportune time. All I needed was a few goddamn seconds and all would be well. Fuck, I'd welcome these nook deep shenanigans that come with, oh I don't know, fucking thriving. Just a little more fucking time. Was that really oh so fucking hard to give me?
Apparently, yes. Yes and of course that's too much to ask for a bunch of shit heads that love nothing more than poking fun at the troll with sludge running in his veins. Life and Fate just get their goddamn jollies out of poking Karkat Vantas until he bursts into a perpetual ball of rage that spews nothing but colorful profanities at the sky because he has nothing better to do with the time that was allotted to him!
[ a pause. ]
How long have I been fucking gone and who the taintchafing fuck is left out of my group of murdering fuckasses?