[ video ]

[wearthehood]

[ The feed begins with a familiar sight: John's sitting in his computer chair with a wide toothy smile. Standing next to him is a particularly nondescript torso, white shirt tucked into khaki pants. John speaks animatedly, bouncing a little in his seat. ]

Awesome news, everyone! My- [ He stops abruptly and looks up. ] No, you have to look into the

Comments

[yearoftruth]

...

Your dad did? Sure, I'd like to meet him.

[wearthehood]

yeah!
i woke up in the middle of the night and he was here.

[wearthehood]

you totally should.
i am warning you about the cakes, though.

[yearoftruth]

I'll eat whatever you don't want.

[misery_chic]

... Your dad bakes.

[wearthehood]

like a maniac.

[wearthehood]

seriously please come take some.

[misery_chic]

John, are you trying to poison me?

[squidissension]

i thought your human lusus wwas dead

[wearthehood]

he was.

[wearthehood]

but so were you.
this place is full of surprises.

[squidissension]

i guess that makes sense

[andthorns]

This is a surprising development.
You'll have pie filling around your lens for weeks at this rate.

[wearthehood]

just like old times.
rose, you should come over!!!

[andthorns]

I think I could probably manage a visit.
Is your father allergic to cats?

[wearthehood]

i don't think so.
and now he is frosting cat cupcakes for you.
rose, help.

[ihateyouetc]

HUH.

[ihateyouetc]

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON WITH THIS PLACE.

[squidissension]

noww people cant come back to life or wwhatevver

[ihateyouetc]

DO YOU SERIOUSLY CONCATENATE EVERY SENTENCE I TYPE, COASTING ON THE THIN HOPE THAT WHAT I'M SAYING CAN BE MUTATED INTO SOMETHING RESEMBLING WHAT I LIKE TO CALL A "FUCKING RUCKUS."