Who: Karkat and absolutely anybody else.
When: Wednesday to Saturday.
Where: Biodome ish.
Summary: BIODOME WING FLYING PARTY LOG. Come in. Make threads. Tag other threads. Action or prose. It'll be awesome.
Rating: PG-13, and who knows what else.
Warnings: Horrifying wingfic antics.
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She said we need more thrust. )
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Hey, Justin! [Terezi glides over to him, landing and stumbling forward a few steps. She still doesn't have it quite right...]
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A smile, slightly forced.]
Ah, hello, Terezi. Are you enjoying yourself?
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Of course! Who wouldn't enjoy flying around like a loser on wings that don't sound like a jet engine? [She meets his smile with a grin. For a blind girl, she's pretty good at keeping up appearances.]
Have you tried them yet?
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[And takeoff and landing.]
How has your practicing gone?
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...How about... a race. [Can you say no to this face, Justin?]
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[Translation: let me learn how to fly and i will wipe the floor with your candy-corn horns.]
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