open log!

[crab]

WHO: karkat and you.
WHERE: UH WOW I'M BAD AT NEW YORK'S GEOGRAPHY SO ANYWHERE REALLY HELP ME OUT but around/not too far from 86th and 3rd i guess.
WHEN: 22nd april.
WARNINGS: karkat's pottymouth.
SUMMARY: karkat's curiosity has gotten the better of him and he is exploring the city. and he has managed to get himself lost OOPS.
FORMAT: quicklog.

[ not only is it daylight, which is extraordinarily unsettling for someone who has grown up in a society that associated daylight with being scorched and blinded, but earth cities are a lot more noisy and crowded than on alternia oh my god. EVERYTHING IS SO BRIGHT AND LOUD AND THERE ARE SO MANY ADULTS???? HE HAS NEARLY BEEN HIT BY A CAR TWICE. HELP. someone assist the thirteen year old alien wandering about looking anxious and bewildered. occasionally spitting out a few verses of profanity. ]

Comments

[soulbondee]

Sheesh... [ taking him completely seriously; this will go so well. ] So you're totally clueless?

[crab]

[ augh he hates it when people don't understand he's being scathing!! ]

No you idiot, is the weight of that hairstyle bearing down on your pan causing it to short out under the pressure? I was being sarcastic for the sake of being disparaging.

[soulbondee]

Shut up! There's nothing wrong with my hair! [ he crosses his arms over his chest, looking huffy--sensitive subject?--and when he continues speaking, he's not looking at Karkat at all. ]

So what happened, light change on you?

[crab]

Your hair is a heinous crime against filamentous biomaterial.