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THIS FUCKER DOESN’T KNOW HOW TO HOMESTUCK RP. ALSO, I SIGNED OUT AT THE END, HE WAS BORING.
BELOW IS ME TESTING OUT A TROLL CHARACTER I’M WORKING ON.
You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: Hey.
You: Hey you.
Stranger: hey
You: It’s your lucky day, fucker.
You: You know why?
You: I’ll just tell you.
You: You get to be my server player.
You: 38>~
You: Excited?
Stranger: how old are u?
You: Not relevant. Listen up.
You: Have you downloaded the Spurb beta yet?
You: For the love of god, tell me you have.
Stranger: no
You: Jegus fuck.
You: Shit.
You: You haven’t gotten the fucking package have you?
Stranger: no
You: Ugh, fucking useless.
You: You can’t be my server player without that, asshat.
You: I have it here, but you can’t do shit yet.
You: Ugh.
You: 38>~
You: Go check the mail to see if it’s there.
You: God help you if it’s fucking not.
Stranger: ok
You: I’m just gonna fucking wait from what it looks like.
You: You know, don’t have shit to do.
You: While you strut to the fucking mail.
You: Taking your sweet ass time.
You: Yep, just little old me. Waiting here on hand and fucking foot.
You: That’s all I do really.
You: Ughhhh 38>~
You: Where the fuck are you?
You: Is the mailbox down the fucking block from you?
Stranger: no..there´s nothing
You: FUUUUUUCKKKKKKK
You: GOD SON OF A FUCKING FUCK.
You: Ughhhh
You: Fine.
You: You know what?
You: Fuck it.
You: You’re my server player anyways.
You: I don’t give a shit.
You: I really don’t.
You: Look.
You: No shits to give.
You: Nothing.
You: Ugh.
You: Anyways, get up for a sec.
Stranger: ok
You: I’m gonna move the desk on to your bed.
Stranger: then?
You: Then you have a fucking desk on your bed.
You: Hold on a sec.
You: Oh god.
You: Oh fuck.
You: Are you fucking kidding me?
You: Seriously.
You: Fuuuuuuuuck.
You: You need the beta for me to do this shit!
You: This so fucking stupid.
Stranger: how can i get it!
You: You were supposed to get it in the mail, but nope, the fucker didn’t show.
You: And I can’t even move any objects on your end because you haven’t downloaded it.
You: Ugh.
You: 38>~
You: You know what? I don’t care.
You: I don’t.
You: You know why?
You: Because you’re gonna find that fucking package. And I’m gonna watch.
You: What’s in your strife sylladex?
You: It had better be something good.
