( text ) Karkat: Introduce self to the welcoming masses

[yourgoddamnit]

-- carcinoGeneticist [CG] RIGHT NOW opened memo on board FUCKASS CITY

CG: FINALLY.
CG: THIS CLIENT IS EVEN MORE RIDICULOUS THAN TROLLIAN.
CG: I HAVE TO LABORIOUSLY TYPE OUT "CG" EVERY TIME I SAY SOMETHING NEW. I'M GETTING PRETTY SICK OF IT AND YET I CAN'T COMPEL MYSELF TO STOP.
CG: IT'S LIKE AN ADDICTION.
CG: ON THE UPSIDE IT SEEMS THAT THIS CLIENT DOESN'T OFFER ANY OF THAT TIME TRAVEL BULLSHIT.
CG: I'LL MISS MY IDIOTIC FUTURE AND PAST SELVES IN MY MEMOS LIKE ONE MISSES INFECTED SORES IN THEIR SEEDFLAPS.
CG: THE FACT THAT I'VE GONE THIS FAR WITHOUT BEING INTERRUPTED BY RELATIONSHIP PROBLEMS OR MY OTHER SELVES BEING SPECTACULAR RETARDS MEANS TWO THINGS:
CG: ONE, MOTHERFUCKING MIRACLES DO EXIST. CONGRATS GAMZEE, YOUR EXISTENCE ISN'T A COMPLETE MISTAKE.
CG: TWO, SOME SERIOUS SHIT WENT DOWN.
CG: I DON'T EVEN KNOW IF IT HAD ANYTHING TO DO WITH THE GAME.
CG: ACTUALLY, I'M SURE IT DIDN'T.
CG: DREAM SELVES ARE OUT FOR OBVIOUS REASONS.
CG: EVEN THOUGH I OBVIOUSLY FELL ASLEEP! WAY TO FUCKING GO, SELF. I'D PUNCH YOU IF I WASN'T SO BUSY TYPING THIS MEMO.
CG: SWEET J3GUS NOW I'M ARGUING WITH MY CURRENT SELF. THIS IS EMBARRASSING. MOVING ON.
CG: LET'S SUSPEND THE OBVIOUS QUESTION OF "WHERE THE FUCK AM I AND HOW DID I GET HERE" FOR A MOMENT. IT'S CLEAR THAT I'M NOT IN THE VEIL ANYMORE.
CG: WHETHER THIS PLANET (UNIVERSE???) STANDS OUTSIDE OF SPACE AND TIME IS YET TO BE SEEN.
CG: THAT IS THE LEAST OF MY PROBLEMS RIGHT NOW.
CG: WITHOUT THE TIMELINE FEATURE THERE'S NO WAY TO KNOW IF THIS IS A RESULT OF THE "SCRATCH" OR WHAT.
CG: FOR ALL IF FUCKING KNOW IT COULD BE BECAUSE I DON'T UNDERSTAND A GODDAMN THING ABOUT WHAT'S HAPPENING ANYMORE.
CG: I'M NOT EVEN SURE IF THIS NETWORK COUNTS AS AN ACTUAL CHAT CLIENT, BUT EITHER WAY, MY CHUMPROLL DIDN'T TRANSFER. I CAN'T VIEW OR CONTACT ANY OF THE HUMANS.
CG: I'LL HAVE TO TRUST THAT JADE IS MANAGING CONTACT WITH HER FUTURE SELF BY HER OWN MEANS.
CG: AND THAT THE OTHERS AREN'T BEING MORE FANTASTICALLY STUPID THAN USUAL.
CG: IF ANY OF YOU READ THIS, GET IN CONTACT WITH ME IMMEDIATELY.
CG: I SHOULDN'T EVEN HAVE TO SPECIFY WHO "YOU" ARE
CG: SINCE THERE'S ONLY LIKE TWELVE OF US AND WE SPEND MOST OF OUR TIME IN THE SAME FUCKING ROOM.
CG: DAMN, JUST...
CG: RESPOND.
CG: I DON'T EVEN CARE WHO OR HOW AT THIS POINT.
CG: THERE IS CLEARLY A RESPOND BUTTON ONCE I POST THIS.
CG: IT'S RIGHT FUCKING THERE.
CG: THERE'S NO EXCUSE.
CG: ESPECIALLY FOR YOU, TEREZI.
CG: I KNOW YOU CAN SMELL IT.
CG: OR TASTE IT. WHATEVER.
CG: FUCK. NOW THIS MEMO IS JUST GETTING PATHETIC.
CG: I'LL END WITH THE OBVIOUS QUESTION. MAYBE SOMEONE OUT THERE CAN HIT THE RESPONSE BUTTON. SOMEONE WHO ISN'T MY FUTURE SELF:
CG: WHAT THE EVERLIVING FUCK?
CG: THAT SEEMS TO COVER BASICALLY EVERY ASPECT OF THIS SITUATION.
CG: WOW THIS IS A DISGUSTING MEMO. I MIGHT ACTUALLY APOLOGIZE TO MY FUTURE SELF FOR THIS. I'M STILL DISORIENTED FROM THE NIGHTMARES.
CG: GOD I'M TIRED.

Comments

[demonflavoured.livejournal.com]

Doesn't that get really tiering to type like that?

[yourgoddamnit.livejournal.com]

[demonflavoured.livejournal.com]

But you have to change the colour, and you're using a format that doesn't really conform well. That just seems like a lot of extra work than just typing normally.

Wait... you talk in capslock coloured grey!? Do you have a special duologue section? Did you hack it? I heard you could do things like that if you know how. There's even a rumor that a Demon Lord somewhere hacked their title.

Um... was there actually a question in all that? It was kind of long and the way it was written a bit distracting.

[yourgoddamnit.livejournal.com]

[demonflavoured.livejournal.com]

You're blood is grey!? How weird....

Hmm, well you're in a place called Discedo, you got here because you were kidnapped by creepy scientists like in a scifi horror movie.

Does that help?

[dustedsunlight.livejournal.com]

... Er, are... are you alright?

If you need to know where you are, you're in a city called Discedo.

[yourgoddamnit.livejournal.com]

[dustedsunlight.livejournal.com]

You've been kidnapped by a group of scientists to live here. This city was abandoned... your friends may or may not be here. Some people leave and return, and lose their memories, though I don't remember having seen you before.

When you arrive, the scientists put a chip in you that suppresses any abilities you have. You can get it out, but for right now you probably don't have use of your powers, if you have any.

What's your name? I'm Naminé.

[yourgoddamnit.livejournal.com]

[dustedsunlight.livejournal.com]

It's fine if you can't write the accent... and a lot of people have questions upon arrival.

I'm sorry, however. I've never heard of "sburb" or any of those words.

[kongeriget]

Yer neat.

[yourgoddamnit.livejournal.com]

[kongeriget]

I see!

[yourgoddamnit.livejournal.com]

[kongeriget]

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I'm Den! Who are ya?

[asideglance.livejournal.com]

That was rather difficult to read through...

[yourgoddamnit.livejournal.com]

[asideglance.livejournal.com]

What a fascinating form of speech... Are you Western, perhaps?

In any case, I apologize for the delay. I am quite old so reading it took some time.

This city is called Discedo. It is on a planet with two moons called Fortuna. It seems that the group of people known as "Scientists" have brought us here for some unknown reason. ...Also, there is a chip implanted to prevent any sort of abilities.

[yourgoddamnit.livejournal.com]

[asideglance.livejournal.com]

There is nothing wrong with reminiscing...

But.. The chip, in simple terms, turns you virtually human.

[dontcallmegol.livejournal.com]

Basically, the Scientists dragged us here, out of our worlds, to use us for an experiment or to hope we could somehow fix things. And from what I got just talking to them personally? You were chosen at random. Not for any special qualities.

... like... being able to communicate with your selves?

Either way, you're chipped. Meaning, if you had powers, you don't now. And you may want to get the damn thing out soon because it can control you.

Lets see... there are monsters everywhere, natural disasters are way too common and OH! We often come under attack by outsiders, human or otherwise.

Welcome to Discedo, please enjoy your stay.

[yourgoddamnit.livejournal.com]

[dontcallmegol.livejournal.com]

Yeah? Guess you'll, sadly, be right at home.

I've never heard of the Veil or Alternia I'm afraid.

[yourgoddamnit.livejournal.com]

[dontcallmegol.livejournal.com]

Afraid so.