make mine a big mac

[crab]

WHO: khisanth, karkat vantas.
WHERE: louisiana swamp.
WHEN: april 6.
WARNINGS: khisanth. also karkat's foul mouth.
SUMMARY: apparently khisanth is in the mood for takeout.
FORMAT: quicklog.

[ karkat has found himself perched upon a large boulder, communicator out, perusing the network, looking for someone to be annoyed with. what could possibly go wrong here. certainly not an ambush from a horrifying dragon. that would be absurd. ]

Comments

[crab]

Your what. [ he doesn't understand this word... ]

[onblackwings]

[ gross, don't make her explain it. time to amend. ]

You're Gamzee's friend.

[crab]

Oh. [ ... ] So why haven't you melted Gamzee? The stench of burning clown?

[onblackwings]

I'm responsible for him. [ She doesn't sound very pleased about that, though. ]

[crab]

So am I.

[onblackwings]

Yes, well, you didn't pluck him out of a prison. [ prison, asylum, whatever, same thing. ]

[crab]

I would go to prison for him before I let his useless bozo ass end up in one to begin with.