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lacertae_dreamscape ([personal profile] lacertae_dreamscape) wrote in [community profile] hs_olympics 2012-06-17 12:07 am (UTC)

FILL: Team Dave<3Karkat

–– timaeusTestified [TT] began pestering tipsyGnostalgic [TG] at 12:00 ––

TT: Roxy, I pestered less than an hour ago.
TT: I left for a shower and when I come back, you have filled my screen with a wall of irate messages.
TT: Does that mean you are still unable to settle down, unlike what I suggested before?

TG: no shtit shrelock
TG: *shit
TG: lolol tits
TG: of course i need your pedantic slef
TG: get me outta here dirk
TG: diiiirk
TG: dirk plz

TT: I think we talked about that already, Roxy. I can’t get you out of there.
TG: shuuuush. we both know im kk and dun need rehbab
TG: i drink alcohol but i don’t absuse it
TG: *abuse
TG: i just wanna go home.

TT: Why are you pestering me about that? Shouldn’t you contact your mother and try to ask her instead? In your usual passive-aggressive modus operandi, I mean.
TG: yses i did that already mr grumpypants
TG: she was all oh roxy dear
TG: im deeply worired
TG: tis will elp u
TG: bullshtit
TG: not gonna help
TG: treat me like ima drunkard
TG: im not a drunkard dirk
TG: i just like my martini
TG: if mom didnt want me to drink her alcoloh
TG: she woulda locked the cabintet

TT: So you simply decided to bypass your mother and ask me instead, knowing that if you bother me enough, I will have to give in and do as you ask.
TG: excatly.
TG: because were froends
TG: the best froends evur

TT: Yes, that seems to be the case on this side, too. Which is why, although it pains me, I’ll have to actually listen to whatever plan your mind has come up with and fix it so it will have an infinitesimal chance to work, instead of just staring at you as you attempt, fail, and end up being dragged back kicking and screaming.
TT: Any time now, you are free to indulge and tell me.
TT: Roxy?


–– tipsyGnostalgic [TG] is now an idle chum! ––

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–– tipsyGnostalgic [TG] began pestering timaeusTestified [TT] at 13:20 ––

TG: dirk
TG: diiiiirk
TG: diiiiik

TT: Finally, I was beginning to fear for your health.
TT: Where did you go? It’s been over an hour since you disappeared without notice. And now you deign yourself to message me again.
TT: I expect you to explain what has happened.
TT: But first and foremost, are you ok?

TG: yea fine fine
TG: no need to get ur prissy pants in a twsit
TG: *twist
TG: i had to get my beautyfull ass out of dnager
TG: one of the guards was coming and i had to tiptoe the fcuk away
TG: im toters fine
TG: fin and dandy
TG: now haul your ass up and get ready dirk

TT: So I gather you were able to hide your phone before someone could come and see you happily chatting away with the person who will probably aid your crazy, over the top plan to run away.
TT: A bit like one of the movies Jake would like, maybe. Breaking you out of prison, with an informer outside aiding your drunken ass all the way to Florida, or maybe Nebraska, hitchhiking until you are free and singing like a birdie.

TG: sumthin like that yea
TG: this place is like big
TG: WHOA bigass big
TG: they hckec everything with cameras and shit
TG: and my head hurts
TG: feels like drill drill drill right into my templs

TT: That is your hangover kicking in. Obviously is it no fun. If you truly wish to escape the clutches of what will be one of the worst cases of headache you’ve ever had the pleasure of feeling, it is better you explain what you have in mind, Roxy.
TT: How do you plan on running from that rehab clinic? And get back home?

TG: fr that ill have ur help ;)
TG: itll be the best escsaping plan evur
TG: ppl will retell it in thier blogs and fcbooks and twitters
TG: itll be made into a moive
TG: *movie
TG: but first i need ur help bcs i cant hack in this system w/out my computer
TG: so jst listen to what i say
TG: type
TG: w/e

TT: I’m at your wish and command, princess. I’ll pull all the strings with my competent hands but the control will be yours. Shoot your orders miss.
TG: not princsess
TG: i decided its stpuid
TG: *stupid
TG: imma rouge

TT: By that I will have to assume you do not mean the shade of colour but rather the caste of Rogues. Well then, rogue, shoot me your orders and I will make the puppets play.
TG: k thks best froend
TG: *friend
TG: here it goes ;)
TG: plan GRAND REHAB BREAKOUT
TG: strat
TG: *start lolol


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