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ataraxion2012-01-23 07:23 pm
lovesfaygo) wrote in ataraxion2012-01-23 07:23 pm
[video] In which one of the Sherlocks is as cool as motherfucking shit.
[ There's a jostle, and a familiar, fluctuating voice can be heard. ]
Hang on, I think I fucking got it. It's all in my pocket and shit, all up in here. Cozy like a motherfucking rainbow.
[ He laughs, and it's more like a sputtering chortle and--yup, there it is. A tell-tale honk as the gray-skinned troll pulls the device out of wherever it's been--it looks like under a sheet of some sort--and there's a huge clutter of various things strewn around the room. One of which is the mattress that used to make up the bed. ]
Motherfuck, there we go. So hey, world. I've got something pretty motherfucking important to share with you.
[ And, in the corner, a pie tray filled with neon green goo, half eaten. One of his very last pies. And also in the background that's--
Yup. The second Sherlock Holmes. ]
All you motherfuckers, I've come to a realization. This ship. Is, like, a motherfucking case. We need to solve.
Hang on, I think I fucking got it. It's all in my pocket and shit, all up in here. Cozy like a motherfucking rainbow.
[ He laughs, and it's more like a sputtering chortle and--yup, there it is. A tell-tale honk as the gray-skinned troll pulls the device out of wherever it's been--it looks like under a sheet of some sort--and there's a huge clutter of various things strewn around the room. One of which is the mattress that used to make up the bed. ]
Motherfuck, there we go. So hey, world. I've got something pretty motherfucking important to share with you.
[ And, in the corner, a pie tray filled with neon green goo, half eaten. One of his very last pies. And also in the background that's--
Yup. The second Sherlock Holmes. ]
All you motherfuckers, I've come to a realization. This ship. Is, like, a motherfucking case. We need to solve.
she can't help it. it's a gift and a curse.
Lots of mysteries! Why we're here, how'd we get here, where we're gonna land. But most impurrtant of all, who is Mr. Holmes' moirail?
[ Oh yes she can smile deviously. Granted, it's about shipping priorities, BUT SHE HAS TO KNOW. ]
no subject
[ This requires a lot of thought, okay. Especially since Gamzee has found a bottle of Faygo and is staring at it with the intensity only a juggalo can have. ]
Moiral, huh. Moiral. Is...
I don't think he's motherfucking here. Some guy named Watson. But there's, like, another fucking Watson around here. It's motherfucking confusing, sister.
I also don't know if they're like.. moirals of matesprits. It's motherfucking hard to figure out human romance. You're better at it.