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"Karkat, come!" You call to your pet; the troll lifts himself up from his pile of blankets in the corner of your living room. "We're going shopping; you can come along this time." He stands by your side silently waiting for you to put the leash around his collar. You've upgraded the harsh chain the center used for one made of soft leather. He flicks his ears back and waits for the door to open. You run a hand through his hair; he immediately leans into the touch. "You're such a good boy Karkat," you ruffle his hair and step out into the hall. The two of you proceed down the elevator; you were worried he'd be afraid of them at first, but the

Now, the Xiaolin Dragons were a group that watched horror movies. Though Omi had only been introduced to them after meeting his friends; they all enjoyed the occasional B-Horror night, poking fun at the classics or gripping the edges of their seats during a truly scary one. However, it is different when the horror is real. Watching from the comfort of your seat, it is easy to say that you would be smart enough not to make those mistakes. That when the aliens land you would be able to keep your mouth shut until you have proof, otherwise risking a trip to the nuthouse. And when the old Gypsy fortuneteller warns you not to enter the haunted for

--centaursTesticle [CT] began trolling gardenGnostic [GG] at 10:00-- CT: D--> Greetings GG: hello CT: D--> I see that you have b100d worthy of this conversation. GG: ??? CT: D--> Your text. It is green, is that not a middle color to your species GG: youre weird!! GG: my blood is red! CT: D-->Oh CT: D--> Oh my GG: what is it?? CT: D--> I cannot believe i am conversing with a mutant such as yourself CT: D--> Did the culling drones miss you CT: D--> I'm going to pretend you did not mention that, and that you said your b100d was in fact green CT: D--> While not a particularly noble or STRONG color, it will suffice GG: excuse me, bu