my heart's not fluttering or anything

[quadrangle]

Who: Hamsteaks,Team RWPY, & Dipper
Where: GOLDENROD INN, specifically Dave and Karkat's room but possibly others as well? It depends.
When: 3/5, afternoonish/evening/well into the wee hours of 3/6
Summary: A certain travel party largely consisting of traumatized teenagers initiates a team building exercise, AKA sleepover. This is clearly the best idea ever and will in no way backfire at all.
Rating: PG-13 for, uh. Homestuck vocabularies.
Log:

[Despite having been in their immediate vicinity for three weeks, Karkat had somehow managed to avoid talking to most of the people in their group for any significant length of time. A lot of it was personal preference because yes, he was still intermittently freaking out about being a human surrounded by humans, but the fact that he'd blown up at two of the other party members and probably guaranteed that Jade or Dave or both would be auspisticizing between them for the foreseeable future (oh god please no) didn't help matters. He'd rather stay in his damn room or hide in the local bookstore than deal with any of that bullshit.

Unfortunately, maintaining his busy schedule of staying the fuck away from other people as much as possible was untenable, especially when his best friends were also their friends and he literally had no excuse to keep putting it off—unless he could say he needed to take his Pokemon on a walk? Do people even take Pokemon on walks? Would Dave even buy that when neither Merope nor Sharru have shown the slightest amount of interest in going on walks? Well, okay, no, Dave might not even care, but Jade...

Either way, the moment his roommate decides on the impromptu movie night, sends out texts to inform the others, and begins putting together a Sweet Throh and Hella Sawk flyer for their door to mark the occasion (why is he friends with this moron again) is the moment Karkat's fate is sealed.

They're going to have a sleepover, and everyone is invited.]

Comments

[quadrangle]

[He snorts. Loudly.]

Reward everyone who wasn't the biggest contributor. They all get to, I don't know, go to some fancy human restaurant while your reigning asshole champion is left in the fucking hotel.

[It would have worked with his team. Even he didn't want to be left alone.]

[yanginthere]

[ She grinned. ] All right.

Does that mean you're up to take the Swear Jar Challenge, Karkat?

[quadrangle]

[... This is a fucking trap isn't it.]

Which words are you adding to the list?

[yanginthere]

[ Who's trapping who? Yang made a face at the prospect of actually saying any of them out loud. Why tempt herself to do so even once, for informative purposes? ] You know the ones...

[quadrangle]

No, I really fucking don't. I'm assuming "fuck" is a given, and maybe "shit," but who knows? Does the word "damn" upset you?

[yanginthere]

I'm not the one—

[ She sighed. ]

Okay. Sit tight. [ Yang exited the bathroom, and hopefully Karkat will stay there for just a minute longer while she collected a sheet of paper and something to write with. If they were going to make this out like a contract, she might as well have the tools to do so with.

Also, it was a good idea to give a reassuring smile to people to show that she was not, in fact, murdering anyone in the bathroom. ]

[quadrangle]

[... Did she seriously just

oh my god

All right, so fine, don't mind Karkat while he lounges around his own goddamn (shared??) bathroom, apparently trapped with no regard for his sanity because WHAT THE FUCK, YANG, HOW IS THIS APPROPRIATE.

Eventually, he may just be sidling up to the bathroom door and wrenching it the tiniest bit open. Is the coast clear?]

[yanginthere]

[ In that instant she's back, knocking briefly so she doesn't risk smashing the door into his nose, and she's got the supplies with her. ]

I'll have to go buy a jar tomorrow but, anyway. The list. [ She sets the paper down on the counter (not bothering to lock the door this time) and begins to write as many swear words as she can think of. It's not a slow process, but she does deliberate on a couple.

Among the lines were "3x for compounds" and "the first 'damn' is free". Because sometimes things just happened and if there was one word that was easy to let slip when losing a match, or stubbing one's toe, it was that one. ]

[quadrangle]

[Karkat gives her space to move, but the second she's slapping that paper down, he's at her side and scowling. Time to see what idiocy Past Karkat has gotten him into because yes apparently this is a trap and he's as much of a fucking moron for falling for it as ever. Not that he wants to make the girls uncomfortable, but seriously what does "3x for compounds" even mean?]

Compounds? Do you mean multiple swears in a sentence or put together in a single word?

[Either way it's sounding pretty fucking unfair to him, although if this does apply to everyone and isn't just a way for Yang to fuck with him, Jade is really going to need to retire her favored epithet for him. Hah.]

[usedglaciate]

[Weiss grins, snapping to attention and giving a salute.]

You've got it, Detective Strider.

[usedglaciate]

I don't think so...

[usedglaciate]

[She nods, and she's actually smiling.]

That's right, Karkat.

You have the same look that I get when I'm so worried about things being perfect that I forget what I'm actually at a party for. I thought I'd come by and check on you.

[sneezelikeakitten]

[He's still absorbed enough to jump a bit. First instinct makes him cover up his writing with his tiny little body.

Then he remembers this isn't Gravity Falls and sits back up.]

H-Hey Penny! Just notes on all the different Pokémon and possible real animal equivalents and such... Popcorn?

[quadrangle]

—About things being perfect?

[Oh how he scoffs at the idea. See him scoffing. What bullshit is this.]

No, I'm just making sure you assholes don't trash the block. Room. Shit's fucking expensive enough without staining the, the carpet. And sheets.

[Dumbest fucking words, who even came up with them? But he's learning.]

You go to a lot of parties?

[usedglaciate]

First of all, why are you cursing at me? I came over because I was trying to be friendly, not to get cursed at.

Second? I get that. But I really don't think you need to worry unless someone does something stupid, like starting a food fight.

[She's dancing around the fact that she, Ruby, and Yang were once part of a food fight that left a hole in the cafeteria's roof.]

Not as many as I did before I left home, but enough. I've been the person at the party freaking out over the flowers and the color of the tablecloths.

[quadrangle]

[... Goddammit.]

Okay, look, white-haired pillar of magnanimity and pointless fucking questions, this is how I communicate. It's an immutable fact of nature, not unlike the pervasive stupidity of your species—no offense. Some of my best friends are humans.

[This is obviously helping his case right now. Also, "magnanimity" may have been pronounced with the same distant loathing as, say, "fetid, bloody discharge." From which orifice? Probably all of them. Anyway.]

And I take your point, I guess. [About the food fight, not the swearing.] You were the one throwing the parties, then, not just attending?

[eclectictype]

[Yeah.

She saw that.

Not that Karkat would be able to tell if she's smiling at him because Jade is generally a smiling kind of girl or...because he's still totally obvious.]

Aw, Rose is always talking about phallic imagery and oral fixations, though! Ummm...maybe The Little Mermaid? Mermaids are usually depicted as creatures with a human top half and a fish lower half, and Ariel exchanged her voice for getting human legs and coming out of the sea. In all truth she should have been totally crushed by oceanic pressure the second she became human while at the bottom of the sea, but what do I know?

Disney films are usually musicals, so yep--you can guess that movie has a lot of songs as well.

[eclectictype]

The truth will set you free, but I don't want to be free from this happening party--so let's go with dare.

[SHE'S READY.]

[eclectictype]

Take a picture--depending on whether or not timeline bullshit starts up again, it will last longer.

[Geez, Karkat, she was just minding her own business and you had to make it weird.]

So, how did you like The Prinplup Bride?

[yanginthere]

Put together. If you're putting effort into be that vulgar, you gotta pay the price.

[ Yang is not going to list examples because, really, some of those words just don't need to be repeated. But all the classics are on there. "fuck", "shit", "dumbass", etc. ]

[quadrangle]

[... Motherfucker. Also, what.]

You're seriously including "ass." That's a thing you're doing right now.

[He'd assumed as much, but seeing it written down alongside the practically useless "first damn is free" is starting to make the reality of the situation sink in. It also makes him tempted to ask if this means that other body parts would also be on the list, but yeah, no, he already knows. Fuck. At least she probably won't recognize terms for troll anatomy? Or would Dave and Jade wind up telling her just to fuck with him?

God. Fucking. Dammit.]

I'm not agreeing to this horseshit.

[quadrangle]

[No, Karkat can't tell. If he could, he'd be glaring death at her right about now; instead, he's frowning and shaking his head.]

No, I think this one had archeradicators in it. The Little Mermaid sounds interesting, though. Except for the singing.

[Assuming this "Ariell" did it for love, that is. The narrative wouldn't have worked on Alternia regardless; no seadweller would give up their place on the hemospectrum for love. Or... if they did, it would only end tragically.]

[quadrangle]

[—FUCK YOU JADE YOU AREN'T CUTE HE WASN'T STARING he may have been staring. A little.]

Shut the fuck up. You just crossed my line of sight, that's all. [This is convincing.] And yes, as a matter of fact, I did. It's better without the Pokémon, though.

[usedglaciate]

[If Weiss could roll her eyes any harder, she would.]

I'm pretty sure that profanity isn't immutable in the slightest. It's a choice.

[At least she shrugs.]

Even if there are a lot of dunces among humans.

...sort of? They were parties for our family's company. I was expected to be the perfect, gracious heiress.

[yanginthere]

...well, okay. [ She strikes through "ass" a couple of times. ] Calling someone an ass can be warranted sometimes. Just as long as it isn't abused. [ Kind of like "damn", except more subjective. She can think of a few people that deserve that title and wear it proudly; present company mostly excluded. ]

Better?