YOU ARE NOW TALKING TO A RANDOM FUCKASS. SAY SOMETHING, ASSHOLE!
▼: hELLO THERE, sTRANGER }: )
▲: ...hii?
▲: ii don't thiink you're goiing two be runniing iintwo that many 2tranger2 on thii2 2iite, TV.
▼: oH, yEAH I GUESS YOU'RE RIGHT
▼: bUT YOU NEVER KNOW, i MEAN, yOU PROBABLY DO BUT
▼: oH NEVERMIND, hOW ARE YOU SOLLUX
▲: pretty okay, ii gue22..
▲: ii got my2elf iintwo 2ome trouble wiith GZ the other niight and KK ju2t gave me an earful for iit.
▲: but otherwii2e liife ii2 pretty 2weet.
▲: how about you?
▼: i'M GOOD BUT
▼: wHAT DID YOU DO? i MEAN, yOU'RE NOT
YOU ARE NOW TALKING TO A RANDOM FUCKASS. SAY SOMETHING, ASSHOLE!
▼: hey!!
▲: tits or gtfo
▼: dave?
▲: yeah
▲: what about it?
▼: um.. i'm a guy, you know this right?
▲: so ive been told
▲: but come on after all that cake you eat you must have some solid b-cups by now
▲: my demands remain unchanged
▼: d-dave! shut up! i'm not fat, you dummy.
▲: whatever you gotta tell yourself dude
▼: dave. why do you want picture of me?
▲: weve been over this bro
▲: im stalking you and need more pics for my shrine you know that
▲: seriously though im doing
GamSol: I love this too much. by Squirtle802, literature
Literature
GamSol: I love this too much.
YOU ARE NOW TALKING TO A RANDOM FUCKASS. SAY SOMETHING, ASSHOLE!
▼: HeY mOtHeRfUcKeR : o)
▲: hey GZ...
▲: long tiime no chat.
▲: 2up?
▼: NoThIn MuCh MaN. JuSt ThE sAmE oLd SoPoR pIeS aNd FaYgO. WaNt SoMe? : o) HoNk
▲: no....
▲: ii thiink we both remember what happened la2t tiime, riight?
▼: BuT kArBrO dIdNt MeAn To TaKe YoUr HaNdS mAn! He WaS jUsT mEsSiN aRoUnD
▲: n-no, after that.
▲: when you and me went away, after KK gave me my hand2 back.
▲: and you "took my hand2"
▲: heavy aiir quote2.
▼: Oh YeAh.....
▲: yeah, that.
▲: we need two tal
Humanstuck: Deaf!John and Karkat by Squirtle802, literature
Literature
Humanstuck: Deaf!John and Karkat
YOU ARE NOW TALKING TO A RANDOM FUCKASS. SAY SOMETHING, ASSHOLE!
▼: (Deaf!John. Any character. Humanstuck. Thanks!!) John sighed as he sat at the lunch table, utter silence surrounding him. Well, it wasn't exactly silent in the rowdy cafeteria, but the black haired boy couldn't hear anything regardless. He propped his chin up in his hand, but then gave a large overbitten smile as he spotted someone he thought he knew across the cafeteria. John waved in a large motion, calling over the person to come sit with him.
▲: *Karkat had no idea why he hung out with that Egbert kid. Seriously. He avoided the rest of the student population
YOU ARE NOW TALKING TO A RANDOM FUCKASS. SAY SOMETHING, ASSHOLE!
▼: D --> Is anyone there
▲: depend2 on who'2 a2kiing.
▼: D --> You could have just said hello, Captor
▲: but that'2 not a2 fun. iit wouldn't have gotten your pantiie2 iin a2 much of a twii2t.
▼: D --> E%cuse me
▼: D --> What
▲: you heard me.
▲: ii'm makiing pii22iing you off iintwo a 2port.
▼: D --> For what reason
▼: D --> Are you tr001y that bored
▲: you ju2t make iit 2o ea2y...
▼: D --> No I don't
▲: you really do, though.
▼: D --> I do not
▲: you're all like "rage rage he
YOU ARE NOW TALKING TO A RANDOM FUCKASS. SAY SOMETHING, ASSHOLE!
▼: (human!stuck) Sollux had had a long, HARD night of partying, and drank even more than GAMZEE. Finals had taken such a toll on him, that he didn't care about the consequences. It wasn't until they heard the sirens and fled the party he realized how much trouble he would get in if he went home like that. He was terrified of what his father would do, and he went to the only place his drunk mind could think of. He knocked worriedly on the door, asking desperately for it to open. (I want a Kar/Sol or Eri/Sol shipper to do this with. Please?)
▲: *Karkat answers the
Summoner x Grand Highblood: Ghosty Politics by Squirtle802, literature
Literature
Summoner x Grand Highblood: Ghosty Politics
YOU ARE NOW TALKING TO A RANDOM FUCKASS. SAY SOMETHING, ASSHOLE!
▼: tHE SUMMONER HAS ARRIVED, lET THE PARTY BEGIN!
▼: yOU AND ME, wE'RE GONNA LIVE IT UP UNTIL TIME ITSELF IS BEGGING FOR MERCY,
▲: time won't be the only one begging by the end of the night, shitblood....
▲: HA, NO, BUT SERIOUSLY, BOOZE IS OVER THERE.
▲: yeah, but, no, i'm killing you. that's gonna happen.
▼: hOLD UP, hOLD UP, hOLD
▼: tHE FUCK
▼: uP
▼: wE'RE ALREADY DEAD TO BEGIN WITH, mAN,
▼: aND THE BOOZE ISN'T ANYWHERE NEAR HERE,
▲: YEAH, YOU KEEP TELLING ME THAT, BUT, I DUNNO.
▼: i THOUGHT TH
YOU ARE NOW TALKING TO A RANDOM FUCKASS. SAY SOMETHING, ASSHOLE!
▼: hELLO THERE, sTRANGER }: )
▲: ...hii?
▲: ii don't thiink you're goiing two be runniing iintwo that many 2tranger2 on thii2 2iite, TV.
▼: oH, yEAH I GUESS YOU'RE RIGHT
▼: bUT YOU NEVER KNOW, i MEAN, yOU PROBABLY DO BUT
▼: oH NEVERMIND, hOW ARE YOU SOLLUX
▲: pretty okay, ii gue22..
▲: ii got my2elf iintwo 2ome trouble wiith GZ the other niight and KK ju2t gave me an earful for iit.
▲: but otherwii2e liife ii2 pretty 2weet.
▲: how about you?
▼: i'M GOOD BUT
▼: wHAT DID YOU DO? i MEAN, yOU'RE NOT
YOU ARE NOW TALKING TO A RANDOM FUCKASS. SAY SOMETHING, ASSHOLE!
▼: hey!!
▲: tits or gtfo
▼: dave?
▲: yeah
▲: what about it?
▼: um.. i'm a guy, you know this right?
▲: so ive been told
▲: but come on after all that cake you eat you must have some solid b-cups by now
▲: my demands remain unchanged
▼: d-dave! shut up! i'm not fat, you dummy.
▲: whatever you gotta tell yourself dude
▼: dave. why do you want picture of me?
▲: weve been over this bro
▲: im stalking you and need more pics for my shrine you know that
▲: seriously though im doing
GamSol: I love this too much. by Squirtle802, literature
Literature
GamSol: I love this too much.
YOU ARE NOW TALKING TO A RANDOM FUCKASS. SAY SOMETHING, ASSHOLE!
▼: HeY mOtHeRfUcKeR : o)
▲: hey GZ...
▲: long tiime no chat.
▲: 2up?
▼: NoThIn MuCh MaN. JuSt ThE sAmE oLd SoPoR pIeS aNd FaYgO. WaNt SoMe? : o) HoNk
▲: no....
▲: ii thiink we both remember what happened la2t tiime, riight?
▼: BuT kArBrO dIdNt MeAn To TaKe YoUr HaNdS mAn! He WaS jUsT mEsSiN aRoUnD
▲: n-no, after that.
▲: when you and me went away, after KK gave me my hand2 back.
▲: and you "took my hand2"
▲: heavy aiir quote2.
▼: Oh YeAh.....
▲: yeah, that.
▲: we need two tal
Humanstuck: Deaf!John and Karkat by Squirtle802, literature
Literature
Humanstuck: Deaf!John and Karkat
YOU ARE NOW TALKING TO A RANDOM FUCKASS. SAY SOMETHING, ASSHOLE!
▼: (Deaf!John. Any character. Humanstuck. Thanks!!) John sighed as he sat at the lunch table, utter silence surrounding him. Well, it wasn't exactly silent in the rowdy cafeteria, but the black haired boy couldn't hear anything regardless. He propped his chin up in his hand, but then gave a large overbitten smile as he spotted someone he thought he knew across the cafeteria. John waved in a large motion, calling over the person to come sit with him.
▲: *Karkat had no idea why he hung out with that Egbert kid. Seriously. He avoided the rest of the student population
YOU ARE NOW TALKING TO A RANDOM FUCKASS. SAY SOMETHING, ASSHOLE!
▼: D --> Is anyone there
▲: depend2 on who'2 a2kiing.
▼: D --> You could have just said hello, Captor
▲: but that'2 not a2 fun. iit wouldn't have gotten your pantiie2 iin a2 much of a twii2t.
▼: D --> E%cuse me
▼: D --> What
▲: you heard me.
▲: ii'm makiing pii22iing you off iintwo a 2port.
▼: D --> For what reason
▼: D --> Are you tr001y that bored
▲: you ju2t make iit 2o ea2y...
▼: D --> No I don't
▲: you really do, though.
▼: D --> I do not
▲: you're all like "rage rage he
YOU ARE NOW TALKING TO A RANDOM FUCKASS. SAY SOMETHING, ASSHOLE!
▼: (human!stuck) Sollux had had a long, HARD night of partying, and drank even more than GAMZEE. Finals had taken such a toll on him, that he didn't care about the consequences. It wasn't until they heard the sirens and fled the party he realized how much trouble he would get in if he went home like that. He was terrified of what his father would do, and he went to the only place his drunk mind could think of. He knocked worriedly on the door, asking desperately for it to open. (I want a Kar/Sol or Eri/Sol shipper to do this with. Please?)
▲: *Karkat answers the
Summoner x Grand Highblood: Ghosty Politics by Squirtle802, literature
Literature
Summoner x Grand Highblood: Ghosty Politics
YOU ARE NOW TALKING TO A RANDOM FUCKASS. SAY SOMETHING, ASSHOLE!
▼: tHE SUMMONER HAS ARRIVED, lET THE PARTY BEGIN!
▼: yOU AND ME, wE'RE GONNA LIVE IT UP UNTIL TIME ITSELF IS BEGGING FOR MERCY,
▲: time won't be the only one begging by the end of the night, shitblood....
▲: HA, NO, BUT SERIOUSLY, BOOZE IS OVER THERE.
▲: yeah, but, no, i'm killing you. that's gonna happen.
▼: hOLD UP, hOLD UP, hOLD
▼: tHE FUCK
▼: uP
▼: wE'RE ALREADY DEAD TO BEGIN WITH, mAN,
▼: aND THE BOOZE ISN'T ANYWHERE NEAR HERE,
▲: YEAH, YOU KEEP TELLING ME THAT, BUT, I DUNNO.
▼: i THOUGHT TH
Current Residence: Bismarck, ND Favourite genre of music: emo or electriic. or both. or tho2e catchy iinternet thiings. whatever caramelldan2en ii2. Favourite style of art: prolly thiick liine aniimatiion, but ii'm not piicky. Operating System: wiindow2 7 MP3 player of choice: whatever ii2 cheape2t. ii only have, liike, 30 2ong2 two li2ten two anyway. Personal Quote: two fuck wiith iit. fun now, con2equence2 later. normal ii2 boriing.
Favourite Visual Artist
van gogh, da viincii. and andrew hu22iie.
Favourite Movies
two many two count
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
prolly fall out boy.
Favourite Writers
2tephen kiing
Favourite Games
way two fuckiing many two count.
Favourite Gaming Platform
2ne2 or n64
Tools of the Trade
ii can do pretty much anything wiith a roll of copper wiire, duct tape, and a fii2hiing kniife.
Other Interests
ventriiloquii2m, webcomiic2, viideo game2, lot2 of random crap that change2 week two week.
A game to be specific.
A game in Visual Basic.
For my programming class.
That my teacher put online.
Clickey this link right over heyah ---> http://www.mractc.org/sauter/setup.exe
EDIT: Just did this, too. To the 15 or so people that watch me, please check it out, try to spread the word. I don't expect to accomplish anything but it can't hurt. http://wh.gov/VVmh
I just haven't updated in forever and I don't want the last post showing up anymore.
God, like, half my posts are "herp derp haven't said anything in a while let's write shit"