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grimAuxiliatrix [GA] joined chat.
arachnidsGrip [AG] joined chat.
AG: Heeeeeeeey.
GA: Hello Vriska
GA: I Was Hoping To Ask You Something
GA: Hello
AG: Yeah?
AG: Go ahead.
AG: Ask away, and if I know the answer you will too ::::)
GA: Oh
GA: Alright
GA: Well Of Course Id Hope That To Be The Care
GA: I Was Wondering How You Liked The Dress I Made You
GA: The White One
AG: 8luh
GA: That You Wanted Wings For Some Reason
AG: Oh, that. When you said the white one I thought.... 8luh, nevermind.
AG: 8ut anyway! The dress.
AG: The dress, was f8cking awesome.
AG: I am not going to lie.
GA: What Else Could I Mean
GA: And Good Im Glad
AG: White Text Asshole.
GA: Oh
GA: Yes Him
GA: He Is More Pleasant That I Think You Are Giving Him Credit For
AG: He's pleasant alright, the whole time he's talking you into turning around so he can shank you 8etter.
GA: I
GA: Alright
GA: Maybe
GA: Ive Had Much Nicer Exchanges With Him
AG: Come on.
GA: What
AG: I know I...
AG: I can 8e a huge 8itch sometimes.
AG: 8ut
AG: I'm definitely not wrong a8out him.
GA: I Feel Like Ive Known Him For Such A Long Time How Though
GA: He Fels Familiar Everything I Speak With Him
GA: Which Is Not Often
GA: But Still
AG: That's.
AG: That's not creepy *at all*.
GA: How Is It Creepy
AG: He's 8asically a thin layer of smooth gentleman over 8 miles of solid conniving asshole.
GA: Minus The Smoothness So Is Your Neighbour
GA: Zahhak
GA: But You Still Get Along
AG: Zahhak isn't evil though, he's just a creepy mouth8reather.
GA: Well
GA: I Feel The Same Way About Mister Scratch
GA: At Least
GA: I Think So
GA: Regardless
GA: It Really Isnt Important
AG: Yeah....
AG: We kind of went on a 8ig fucking tangent there, didn't we.
AG: Like one second we're on track with a totally normal convers8tion
AG: Then pchoooooooo.
GA: I Suppose It Is Because Of Our Differing Opinions
GA: Well
GA: Of Course It Is
GA: Why Else Would It Have Happened In The First Place
GA: Maybe If We Had Disagreed About An Agreement
GA: That Would Be Strange Though
GA: Could That Even Happen
GA: Oh
GA: Sorry Im Rambling
AG: Uhh....
AG: May8e....
AG: No w8 I got this
GA: Hmm
AG: We m8ke some kind of deal, then later end up arguing a8out it later on, like whether the terms of the deal were met and stuff.
AG: 8am, disagreeing a8out an agreement ensues.
GA: Oh
GA: That Is A Very Good Point
GA: Hopefully That Dooes Happen
GA: I Mean Doesnt
GA: No I Made A Typo
AG: I was gonna say! ::::P
GA: That Doesnt Happen
GA: Of Course You Were
GA: You Love Pointing Them Out
AG: I get what you intended to say.
GA: Yes I Know
GA: You Always Do
GA: Then Again That Is Why We Are Moirails
GA: To Some Extent At Least Why
AG: ::::D
GA: (:::::D
GA: It Is Revving In Anticipation
AG: Rrrr-rrrr~
GA: Ha Ha
GA: You Are So
GA: Silly
AG: 8ut anyway!
AG: 8luh, tangents.
AG: 8ack in the day, The Summoner led a re8ellion against the Condesce 8ecause of the Signless's teachings.
AG: Naturally, that made him an outlaw, which made him the perfect romance for a 8adass pir8 queen.
AG: I don't think I have to tell you the apple fell far from the tree, and not in a good way.
GA: Of Corse It Didnt
GA: Course
GA: Sorry
GA: I Am Still A Little
GA: You Know
AG: Shellshocked?
GA: Actuarate
AG: What even.
AG: Is that supposed to 8e accurate or actually?
GA: I Mean Accurate
GA: My Hands
GA: Are Kind Of Shaky
GA: Anyway What
GA: Do You Think Will Happen
AG: That's pretty much it.
AG: Oh.
AG: I don't know....
GA: Neither Do I
GA: Actually
AG: May8e you'll get a mysterious visitor at your hive ASAP.
AG: ?
GA: Asap
GA: How Asap Is Asap
AG: Like, tomorrow when I'm not too tired to fly my 8lue ass over there.
AG: I don't think you wanna clean cerulean gunk off your lawnring, right?
GA: Why Would There Be Gunk
AG: Yknow
AG: Pchoooooooo
AG: zzzz
AG: *splat*
GA: Of
GA: No
GA: I Do Not Want A Pile Of Dead Vriska
GA: I Want A Pile Of Living Vriska
GA: Preferably In My Arms
AG: ....Whoah.
AG: Am I
AG: Fuck it all to hell I am
GA: What
GA: What
GA: Wait
AG: You said 'Prefera8ly in my arms'
AG: And my thinkpan was like
AG: LET'S PICTURE THAT IN PHOTOGRAPHIC CLARITY
AG: 8am
GA: It Would Be Better With On Senses I Assure You
AG: Suddenly I'm all uguu 8lushing dwee8.
GA: I
GA: Oh
GA: That Does Sound Like A Wonderful Sight
AG: I'm half tempted to just head off right the fuck now
AG: 8ut it's already 8een esta8lished
AG: Dead Vriskas are very much not 0kay.
GA: No They Are Not
GA: Were I Able I Would Come Myself
AG: Fuuuuuuuuck.
GA: What
AG: I'm tired. ::::/
GA: Then Shall We Rest
GA: And
GA: Meet Tomorrow
AG: Yup. ::::o
GA: I Think That Is The Best Idea You Ever Head
AG: I'm gonna go crash metaphorically, so I don't end up doing it literally.
GA: And I Will Do The Same As Not To Be Too Tired For Your
AG: I know you're pro8a8ly still jittery as all f8ck over there
GA: Company
GA: Yes
GA: How Did You
GA: Never Mind
AG: 8ut hey, that's what recuperacoons are for right
GA: Exactly What They Are For
GA: Goodlight Then
AG: Keep an eye on the sky tomorrow night.
GA: I Most Certainly Will
GA: Look Out For The Hive That Looks Like A Ships Mast
GA: Mass
GA: With The Sails
AG: Forecast calls for partly cloudy with an 800% chance of raining spider8itch.
GA: I Do Hope I Will Catch One
AG: Not gonna have to try too hard.
GA: Why
GA: Will She Catch Me First
GA: ?
AG: Maaaaaaaay8e.
GA: I Can Live With That
AG: Goodlight, Fussyfangs.
GA: Goodlight Vriska
AG: <33333333
GA: I Can Not Wait
GA: Oh
GA: I
GA: <3