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frankensteindotpdf · 5 years

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TGWDLM and Love

Okayyyy so I was supposed to write an assignment on how a romantic movie expresses love and I asked my prof if I could write about tgwdlm instead and he said yes?? Bless him so anyway I made wayyyy too many notes for a 500-600 word assignment lmao so I felt like i might as well post em here… this is a compilation of every time Paul and Emma interact pretty much lol its hella long (im not kidding it’s like 7 pages rip) so under the cut :)

finally done, @isaidsinggoddammit!!

Sidenote: There’s very mixed capitalization as my brain flipped between tumblr mode and assignment mode so excuse that lmao)

Coffee Shop Part 1

Tips well to impress her

Listens to her vent-she already feels comfy enough to rant to him or, alternatively, she’s just a really open person (but shhh she has to trust him to some extent)

Insults others he doesnt know too well but he knows she doesnt like, again to impress

Tries to act indifferent towards everyone else (and tough)

Almost says smth romantic (“Some things are worth it”) but backtracks when she looks confused

In this scene, he tries to act cool but is clearly super nervous. One thing I really like is how he never acts too cool for her, like a lotta people do. He’s genuinely interested in what she has to say and never pretends otherwise, and also never pretends to be interested to get her to like him. I just really love how good he is at listening

Cup of Roasted Coffee/ Cup of Poisoned Coffee

When he panics he goes to Beanies to get a coffee and relax (wake up)

He turns to Emma (subconsciously?) for comfort

Freaks out when she sings (for good reason)

Emma remembers him (“Paul, right?... You’re the guy who doesn’t like musicals”)

Doesnt seem to notice how weird he’s acting

Continues to vent

He pulls her away from the counter to explain what’s going on

Paul finds it important to tell her-she’s the first person he admits it to

Him venting to her like she does to him? Trying to connect in a similar way? Im reading too much into that

He holds her there while explaining, she has to find an excuse to pull away

She thinks he’s crazy-keeps glancing at him during the song (he looks terrified)

Seems concerned for him

He switches between nervously staring at her and anxiously staring into the void (mood)

She turns to him at the “end” of the song and comes near him in the middle

She runs to paul when they start singing

They grab each other

He tells her to run, pushes her forward and shifts so he’s between her and the aliens

This scene is reeeally creepy from Emma’s perspective like oh my gosh can you imagine a man yelling at you (not at you but at your singing but still) and pulling you away from your work and then holding you still when you try to leave??? Anxiety to the max poor babe but also i get paul’s side can you imagine seeing the whole apocalypse beginning and it’s so weird no one would believe you if you tried to tell them? Poor bb. There’s also a lot of things that come up later: the ways he holds emma in this scene is the same way he holds her later one, later it’s to comfort her but this time it’s more to calm himself… he also pulls her to a better spot like he does later on

Trash Bin Scene

He leads her away-he knows the neighbourhood better

Tries learning about her (you like film?) (cmon paul bad timing)

(at trash) hold hands, she grabs his shirt while panicking

He holds her firmly by the shoulders to calm & comfort (parallels Cuppa)

Emma instinctively grabs Paul’s arm when Bill pops out

“Emma stays with us”-stands up to ted even though he looks pretty scared of him

(sidenote-what did ted do to Paul? The poor boy looks straight up terrified the first time he shows up)

Emma looks real confused about “latte hottay” but she never brings it up

“Paul!” when he runs to Charlotte-gestures at Paul near end of song

Paul tends to comfort people by grabbing their shoulders/putting a hand on their back (Emma of course but also Charlotte and Bill- has a looser hold on them than Emma)

Here they’re already starting to react to danger by reaching for each other and it’s v cute also bless paul i just really like how he calms people down he’s so good and pure

Hidgens’ Fortress Part 1

They trust Emma enough to go to Hidgens’ place (not like they had many other options)

Men™ typically trusted for “strong” stuff-Ted and Bill cuff Sam

Paul stands up for Bill-such a protective boy (could also be doing it to look cool for Emma but tbh it doesnt seem like it ill bring this up again later)

Paul listens intently to Emma’s venting

He smiles, nods, asks qs and repeats phrases she says

Its obvious he genuinely cares

Emma’s v comfy with him-they have an easy chem when Paul relaxes

Emma progressively shares deeper shit as she becomes more comfortable around paul

Paul makes jokes to lighten the mood, but not in a disrespectful way

Seems more nervous when bringing topics to himself

She listens just as politely as he does

“Whoa thats like your origin story...so I guess I’m the supervillain” “I dont think of you like that at all, Emma.” Cutest, Softest smiles on both of them my heART “Listen, Paul”-she was about to confess her love dammit charlotte

I’ve said it before and i’ll say it again: Paul is such a good listener. I dont know why i find this so cute but their convos are so perfect like he asks qs so he knows exactly what she’s talking about (“what’s a coatimundi?” “Oh, did she smoke a lot of pot?”) and he repeats back phrases she says which shows that he’s genuinely listening like...so many characters (and people irl, lets be real) just pretend to listen to get what they want but he cares so much about what she has to say i just cant stop talking about it it’s so cute also how he seems so comfortable when she’s talking and then starts showing sign of nervousness again when the convo turns to him? Pure mood

Join Us And Die

Both jump behind chair when Charlotte and Sam show up

Emma clings to Paul’s arm + hides behind him

She steps out “charlotte?”

Paul pulls her back when sam approaches

Paul puts himself between Emma and Sam

Emma puts her back to Paul and grabs his arm

Paul pulls Emma away by her arm (“What’s wrong with her shirt?”)

Emma’s caught up in the gore, Paul is relatively level-headed

He keeps an arm around her

Emma steps away from paul to yell at Sam +Char (“He has a daughter!!”)

Instinctively reaches for Paul when Char gets shot (and later looks back at paul a couple of times when shook at prof hidgens)

Alright they do this whenever aliens show up so imma just talk about it here: this part was in my assignment so 1 lets hope it doesnt get flagged as plagiarism and 2 i could rant about this all day.

Basically Paul fulfills the traditional masculine role as protector and leader. Whenever smth dangerous shows up, he has one hand on her (on her shoulder, arm or the small of her back)-both reassuring them that someone else is there and making it easier for him to move her-which he does lots. He pulls her behind him or pushes her forward (away from the infected), leading her to where he thinks is safest. He always puts himself between her and the aliens, leading her to a safer spot. Emma tends to get distracted (emotional female stereotype) and paul is the one to move them both to safety (strong stoic man stereotype). To be fair, he is a lot bigger than emma and would probs have an easier time in a fight (tho i dont doubt that emma would be v i c i o u s) Emma tend to cling to Paul’s arm when she gets scared (which is really cute)

Hidgens’ Fortress Part 2

Emma adds to Paul’s plan- taps on his arm to move him

Paul steps back in front of her- i always found this weird, he totally blocks her from the conversation like why

She steps back out to roast ted

Paul looks at Emma when Ted @s him-now here’s where I could see him standing up for Bill to impress emma again. It’s not the only reason, but i do think it’s a contributing factor (and probably was before too cuz lets be real, when your crush is around you gotta act tough) of course he wants to protect his bff but he’s super anxious around ted so wanting to look brave for emma gives him that extra push he needs. Alternatively, he looks at Emma as a way to calm himself down before saying smth scary (which is adorable)

Emma wants to help but is called back to help with the lab

This is another thing i find super interesting-wouldnt more people around make it more likely he gets stopped? Did he want an audience (more than just ted) cuz i guess that’s understandable but in that case why didnt he wait a little longer to see if they came back? Idk it just seemed weird to me (also the whole “nooo female cant go out where it’s dangerous” even though it’s more like “oh emma’s the only one i know here can she not leave” wait actually that’s probably it lmao he just didnt wanna be alone with ted ok relatable nvm )

“Hey, Paul?” grabs arms (paul reciprocates) she’s real nervous for him leaving-relates to how much he hates musicals

I find that really cute cuz it’s showing once again how much they listen to each other and idk i just really like that about them

Grabs his face and pulls him close-he pulls her hands down to look her in the eyes to tell her he’ll stay safe

He doesn’t kiss her-super interesting! She pulled him close like that (which coulda been a sign to kiss her) and this was a pretty emotionally charged moment which a kiss would have fit - Paul hates kisses hc?

Not Your Seed + General (technically, just a little note)

Paul holds Emma tight with 2 hands, but keeps 1 hand free when holding others (ie bill and charlotte)

Only tells General about Emma, not Ted or the Prof (tho to be fair, he hates ted and barely knows the prof but it’s interesting how he doesnt even say he has “friends”, just Emma)

America Is Great Again

Paul saves emma and Ted

“Should I take this chair?” asks paul to lead

Emma holds Paul’s arm when they run

She tries to pry “Greg”’s arm off Paul + tries to get Ted to help-not strong enough

“Thank you Emma”-she freed him/killed Greg? I wanna know what happened (i tweeted @ jon, lauren and nick asking, so far jon just liked it we’ll see if anyone answers)

Runs behind Emma + pushes her forward “run, emma, run!”-Emma grabs for Paul, he steps in front

He pulls her through Robert+Corey and turns her around

She pulls him away from the General-paul usually does the pulling to safety

Paul doesnt notice when Emma is grabbed by Ted (lmao i get that he’s a little busy but it still seems odd)

She struggles with 1, 3 are on Paul (not a sexist thing, she’s tiny and also Paul is the main character and the aliens know it plus they gotta do that cool lift thing)

Emma grabs gun + shoots the General, grabbing Paul-”Paul! The helicopter! Cmon!”

Usually Paul does that stuff, but emma takes the protective role more in the 2nd half of this song

Basically we have the classic paul protecting emma stuff but now also the emma protecting paul which is good and fresh and i love...the way she tries to protect paul is different than how he protects her. She yells more frantically, and also is more of trying to lead him whereas paul yells to get her attention and physically moves her himself

Helicopter Scene

He helps her onto the heli, back to his usual protective self

Keeps one hand on the back of her seat the whole time (aww he’s stabilizing himself physically cuz the copter’s shaky and emotionally cuz he’s closer to Emma)

“Emma, seatbelts” he reaches up to help her into her seat-he kicks the gun to save them

“Emma? Emma?” immediate response is to call out to her-that boy was literally awake less than a second before worrying about her i love him

Runs to her when he sees her

“”This is what seatbelts are for” in this scene he seems really like...over it? Idk if anyone else got that he just seemed really intent on destroying the meteor instead of anything to do with Emma… before saving their lives was priority but also spending time with her, here he nods like he’s trying to rush her and does not seem excited to kiss her (again, Paul hates kisses? ok that was a rant that got ahead of my notes but just-) this scene is weird to me like maybe he’s trying to rush to stop the meteor so they can be together after and like not die idk anymore

He reaches out for her, jumping away when she cries out in pain

The rest of the scene he has his hands hovering a few inches away from her, very protective but also very scared of hurting her

Emma comes up with the solution, Paul has to do it cuz she’s hurt (weak gal, strong man, injured person knows secret to survival and tells strong boi how to do it tropes)

“Hey, Paul?” slides over to him-he gingerly supports her back (scared to hurt her)

He shushes her to calm her while talking cuz she’s in pain- ok, maybe its less about “gotta get out of here” and more about “she’s hurt really badly and needs help asap, i gotta destroy that meteor so i can get help” ok that makes sense im dumb lmao

Emma is first to ask out + kiss me? + pulling him in by his tie- breakin stereotype of man making first move

Then the little “..okay..” after she asks him to kiss her...maybe he wanted it to be romantic aww he wanted them to have a real cute first kiss and this wasnt what he had planned (or he just doesn’t like kisses cuz like he looks so uncomfortable there’s gotta be a reason”

He doesnt wanna kiss her cuz of the blood (weak) and is happy to leave-this part is what throws me off most he just like runs on outta there with no hesitation but he loves her?? I dont get it

Dont really need a rant here cuz i did a lotta ranting in the points… excuse my little journey of discovery there lmao I was just confused at first cuz at face value he seems really different, super hell bent on getting out of there whereas in every other scene he pays way more attention to Emma. I suppose it’s because he knows he has to destroy the meteor asap so he can get her help, i just didnt catch that. His motivations seemed very different in this scene to me and i couldnt figure out why

Theory time

Now here’s the fun part-i saw a theory somewhere that Paul can only get infected because he has a true goal now, he really wants to end up with Emma. In What Do You Want, Paul? Mr. Davidson is trying to find out what he wants to use it as motivation to make him more susceptible to the virus/make him sing a song, but since Paul doesn’t want anything clearcut he cant be infected. Now, since Paul wants Emma, he has a goal and smth to fight for but also smth to sing about. The very reason he’ trying to save the world becomes the reason he fails.

HOWEVER. His goal could just as easily be saving the world cuz he literally doesnt bring emma up once? Like i get he’s preoccupied but idk if he’s about to die i feel like he’d at least mention her (unless he’s hoping they think she died and wont go looking for her if he fails) idk their romance is adorable until the scene before this and then these 2 scenes make it feel really off for me

Okay now onto the most fun scene >:) -since there’s so many details i separated them into actions and lyrics

Inevitable (Actions)

“Are you sure there weren’t any other survivors?” :(

“PEIP would like to see it become smth more” because she’s the love interest and they’re supposed to end up together ahhh it’s the alien talking

She grabs his arms to look him in the eyes then pulls him in for a hug (the cutest)

She’s v reluctant to believe it at first “Paul?” She’s still smiling for the first line

Slowly she starts to let herself see what’s happening “Paul, you’re scaring me”

She knows he’s infected but she’s trying her hardest to believe he could be playing a cruel joke

He has power over her physically- holds her where he wants her while they’re dancing

He dances with her at first, gestures to her to move closer, talks to her, moves towards dancing at her instead of with

He blocks her exit, pulls her to where he wants her and ignores her for part

This is where you can really tell he’s different. Paul would never ignore Emma, and he straight up ignores her to sing and dance

He points at her and then goes back to ignoring her

Emma starts sobbing and really trying to run

Emma is dragged to the center of the stage sobbing because she cant do anything

He drops character in credits, waving and smiling to the audience; she doesnt

He’s got physical power over her (strength) but also cuz he’s backed by all the aliens who can move her where she’s supposed to go

Inevitable (lyrics)

“Emma, I’m sorry, you lost.” couldnt kill aliens

“Lost your way” didnt want to join them

“I made it” ‘This is the life that I chose” “I’m still the man you trust” “what if the only choice is you had to sing to survive” “Put words to the lyrics and you’re playing the game now” -maybe he’s faking it (i also heard someone mention the fact that he sings in his natural voice and not the higher one he used for the Alien Brain in Let It Out which is a good catch) (also someone else brought up the fact that he was mostly singing reprises, maybe because he couldnt think up his own tune/entirely original lyrics?)

“It’s inevitable for us”-because she’s the love interest, it’s was inevitable that they’d wind up together

“Show me those jazz hands” He’s trying to convince her to join of her own free will

“or i might be inclined to plant my seed” but is willing to do it by force if she wont

This song is super interesting because of the parallels-he holds her the same way he did in previous songs, pulls and pushes her across the stage like before, but this time it’s turned against her. What was once meant as protection is now being used to force her to join the dance I talked more about this in my assignment but i dont wanna get too close to what i wrote before because it could get flagged for plagiarism and i do not want that so imma reblog this post alter and add my assignment for more info (if yall want anyway)

The lyrics could hint at Paul faking it, and it definitely appears that way (especially with the face he makes at “Im still the man you trust) but i think the part in the middle where he just kind of breaks off to dance really kills that idea for me. Even if he was trying to trick the aliens, he could have kept closer to Emma like he does every other time they’re in danger, and the fact that he straight up ignores her and lets the aliens move her around like that is just not in his character so apologies but i believe our man is gone

Also, regarding the theories that Emma is infected because of the beginning; I could see that happening, but in that case, why didnt she break character at the end? I have absolutely zero idea how/if the intro song fits into the story but idk i feel like she should’ve acted like the rest of them if she really was infected but on the other hand i really like the heartbreaking theory that they’re all infected and Paul just has to keep reliving the story of how he failed again and again for all eternity like ouch? But also? Its great in a painful way??

Um yeah so that’s that for my ranting (my 3 pages of notes became 7 pages with the rants included so sorry about that i just had so much to sayyyy

TLDR: paul and emma are cute thanks for coming to my ted talk

#tgwdlm #the guy who didn't like musicals #starkid #team starkid #analysis #my poor friends have to deal with this 24/7 #i tried to channel it all into this lmao #um yeah i never analyze stuff so im sure smth is off #also im v v dumb so i probably missed obvious things #but yeah #its soooo long im so sorry #also spoilers....obviously??

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buckyscrystalqueen · 5 years

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Star Crossed Rivalry: Part 5

Pairings: Opie x Reader (SOA/TWD MC AU Crossover ) Negan daughter!Reader

Warnings: Swearing, Fluff, Angst, Violence

Word Count: 4,211

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4

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“Look at my little chunker.” You cooed as you held your 9 pound 8 ounce, and twenty-one and a quarter inches long son in your arms. “My little chunky boy that ruined mommy’s pussy forever and ever…”

“Babe!” Opie laughed as he sat beside you on the bed, holding the two loves of his life in his arms.

“You’re gunna be tall like your daddy.” You said as you laid your head on Opie’s chest with a smile you never thought was going to fade. “And just as handsome as him, too. You’re going to be a handsome little man, Hunter. I know it.”

“He has your nose, Mama.” Opie said as he smiled at the cooing boy in your arms. “And your smile…”

“No, that’s your smile, Daddy.” You said as you brushed your thumb across Hunter’s cheek as he looked up at you with Opie’s hazel eyes. “And your eyes. Fuck, could he be anymore perfect?”

“Not fucking possible.” Negan said as he knocked softly on your hospital room door with his knuckle. You smiled up at him as he held up a light blue stuffed teddy bear with a handmade Saviors kutte on it. “First fucking present.”

“You’re such a softy.” You said as you let Opie take Hunter from your arms. “Thank you, grandpa.”

“Fuck off.” He chuckled as he closed the room door behind him partially and tossed the bear on your bed. “Pop. That’s what I am.” You nodded your head and smiled as he carefully took his grandson from your fiancé. “Michonne and Rick are out in the waiting room. Same with Jax and Piney, who looks about as white as a fucking ghost.”

“That’s just Piney.” Ope said as he picked up the bear and put it in Hunter’s clear sided bassinet. “He’s always pale as fuck.”

“Told ‘em to wait until I made sure you were ready for company. And I wanted this little Satan spawn all to myself.”

“You’re an ass!” You laughed as he sat down on the couch that ran under the windows on the far side of the room.

“I hope, for your sake, he’s just as much as a fucking monster child as you were. Then you’ll see what your mother and I had to fucking deal with.”

“And just because you said that, he’s going to be a perfect little angel.” You teased with a smile. “Baby, can you hand me my make up bag? I’ll at least run a damn brush through my hair or something.”

“Damn, you were fucking right about this one.” Your dad said as he jostled your son the slightest bit. “This is one big fucking boy.”

“Will you leave him alone?” Opie laughed as he handed you your bag. “I packed that dress thing you were looking at in the store. The lady said it was the best thing during her hospital stay, and it was worth the money.”

“Oh my God, I fucking love you.” You said as you pulled the soft, pink wrap around nursing gown you had been kicking yourself all week for not buying out of your bag. You looked up at him with a happy pout as you held the dress to your chest. “Best fiancé ever.”

“I try.” He said as he came over to help you up out of bed so you could change in the bathroom.

“You two are fucking disgusting.” Your dad said with a shake of his head. “Yea, your Mommy and Daddy are fucking disgustingly in love.”

“God, shut up.” You groaned as you stepped into the bathroom. “Get your baby love in fast, Pop. You’re about to have to share him with a whole lotta people.”

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You were used to the Sanctuary being crowded for Halloween but no where like this. It was as if every member of every charter was there with their kids, ready to welcome the new Saviors Prince to the world. The moment you got out of your truck beside your fiancé with your carseat on your arm, the parking lot erupted into cheers.

“OK, OK!” You laughed as you held your hand up to silence the masses. “My kid is thankfully a quite baby, but I don’t want to test the theory!”

“I call dibs on the first helping of baby love.” Michonne said as she came over to you with a giant smile in her Princess Leia costume. “I love the spots.”

“Just wait for it.” You said as you set your car seat on the little stage. “Introducing Hunter Winston, my little chunkster puppy.” Michonne ‘aw’ed’ as you pulled back the blanket to show off your currently sleeping son, who you knew would wake up the moment he got picked up. “I should have made him a monkey so he’d be a chunky monkey.”

“Oh, that’d be too perfect.” She said as you unsnapped the carseat and carefully picked your three and a half week old son, up. His eyes flew open, and looked around as you carefully laid him down in the crook of Michonne’s arms.

“He’s an angel child.” You said as you grabbed his Dalmatian ear beanie out of your diaper bag to go with his onesie and the black eyeliner dot you drew on his and your noses. “He doesn’t really cry, he sleeps like four hours at a time at night, eats like a champ, obviously. But it’s still so much work.”

“We got lucky as hell.” Opie said with a nod as he handed you a bottle of water. “Even if Negan tried to curse us.”

“He’s beautiful, (Y/N).” She cooed as she offered Hunter her finger. He cooed back and wrapped his pudgy hands around her slender finger.

“Is this the future King biker?” Rick teased as he came over to say hi.

“Not happening.” You and Opie said simultaneously as he lit a cigarette for you and gently pulled you back away from your son by your spotted dress covered shoulder.

“We got him for a minute.” Michonne said with a smile as she passed off Hunter to her husband. “Take a smoke break. Go mingle for a bit.” You nodded your head as you took a long drag of your cigarette and glanced over at Maggie, who was coming over to say hi and get some baby love as well. You smiled at her and walked the couple feet over to her as Hunter was passed off to Carol next.

“How are you two liking being parents?” She asked as she kissed your cheek.

“It’s a lot.” Opie chuckled as he grabbed a chair for you and Maggie from a near by crafts table. “Don’t get me wrong. We really do have an angel but I don’t think I have every worried about every little thing before in my life.”

“Poor Creature has no idea what to do with Hunter.” You chuckled. “And I’ve been keeping him in his bassinet not his crib because I’m too scared I won’t hear him downstairs…”

“OK, there’s nothing wrong with that.” Maggie chuckled. “Hershel stayed in a bassinet until he was six and a half months old. There is nothing wrong with that. And I know you have a baby monitor since I bought it for you. That one is super loud when you have it on. I could hear Hershel fart through it like he was sitting right next to me. What else?” You glanced at Opie, who you knew had a shit load of concerns neither of you wanted to ask your doctor out of embarrassment, before looking back at Maggie.

“OK, sometimes he wont latch on.” Opie nodded as he grabbed a chair for himself, and sat down beside you.

“Do you eventually stop worrying that he’s just gunna up and die?”

“Are we gunna turn into our parents?”

“Is there anything I can really do at night to help? I feel shitty just fucking laying there and watching her breastfeed.”

“And what about baby shots? I know we’re along way off, but these past three weeks has already flew by. Are they safe? Can your doctor spread them out more?”

“Ok, whoa.” Maggie laughed as she held her hand up to stop your rant. “Slow down, take a deep breath and let’s start from the beginning. Have you not talked to your doctor about this?” You shook your head, and looked over at Hunter as your dad showed him off to a few patches from the Orlando Florida charter.

“You know as well as I do how embarrassing some of this shit it.” You said as you reached into Opie’s firefighter’s jacket and grabbed his cigarettes since yours were in your diaper bag. “It’s easier to ask someone that’s family.”

“Alright.” She agreed as Carol came over to say hi as well. “We got a lot of mom’s here so we’ve got a lot of collective experience. Let’s start at the beginning…”

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“He fall asleep?” Ope asked as you walked back into the main room after feeding your son, and getting him down for a nap. You nodded your head and pulled back the cloth of your carrier to show him Hunter.

“Fed, changed, and in jammies.” You said with a nod. “I probably should have wiped off his little nose before I breast fed but whatever.”

“You live and you learn.” He said as he leaned down to kiss his son’s forehead.

“Cops, cops, cops!” Ezekiel roared as he stuck his head in from outside. You didn’t hesitate in grabbing Opie’s hand, and yanking him down the hall you just came from.

“Where…?” He asked as you turned a corner, making sure you held Hunter to your chest so he wouldn’t jostle awake, and make noise in your haste. You shushed Ope as you turned into the president suite and shut the door behind you both.

“Help me with this. I need two hands to move it.” You said as you walked quickly over to a large mirror on the wall beside the bed. “The handle is right here, and it swings open.”

“Oh, shut up.” He said as he put his hand on top of yours to find the latch and the handle. “You have a secret door…”

“Yes, and if you move faster, we can be behind it before the cops come.” You said shortly as he pulled the door open. You dipped past him into the small surveillance room and started to flip switches to turn on the monitors for the cameras hidden around the factory.

“Does it lock?” Opie asked as he pulled the mirror back into place. You nodded and flipped another switch, sending three, unseen, stainless steel bolts from the back of the door into the wall to hold it in place. “Well fuck.”

“My dad made this room when we first bought the Sanctuary.” You said as you sent Negan a coded text to his personal line. “He and I are the only people who know it exist for this exact reason.”

“What does that mean?” He asked as he looked at the text.

“PR means panic room, and OH(i) are the three of our initials.” You looked up at the monitors at the main room of the club, where friends and family of the club were all laying face down on the floor. Feeling his phone ring in his kutte and knowing it was you, Negan looked directly at the hidden camera and closed his eyes in a long blink. With a sigh, you sat down in the computer chair and checked on your son, who was thankfully still fast asleep. “Swear to God this kid could sleep through a hurricane then a tornado before going to a football game.” Opie huffed as he sat down in your old beanbag chair with a sigh.

“Well I guess I can say thanks for loving me.” He chuckled as you watched the DEA, the ATF, and the local and state police executed a search warrant on the building.

“You’re a goon.” You giggled as you watched family member after family member get put into cuffs, and carted out to the waiting transport vans. You sighed again as your dad was put in the back of the van as well, when a lone motorcycle pulled down the road toward the end of the road. “Son of a bitch.” You said as you sat up and expanded that view to take up one of the four monitors in the room.

“What the fuck is Clay doing here?” Opie asked as he got up and came over to get a closer look. You shook your head subtly as movement on the screen next to the one you were watching caught your attention. Your jaw dropped and you stood up slowly as you watched one of the DEA agents uncuff Dwight and let him walk away.

“Oh, you mother fucker.” You said as you minimized the screen with Clay to watch the long driveway. “Fuck, he’s a fucking rat.” You glanced over at Opie and the slight furrow of his brow before reaching up to tap the screen to explain. “The Saviors make a run six times a year for their product. Negan and Rick are the only ones who know the exact date but the run is almost always the week before Halloween. None of the other members know the exact date, they just come to town exactly a week before and wait until my dad tells them to wake up and go. But this year, because of Hunter, my dad pushed it.” You tapped Dwight’s head, wishing you could kill him in that moment, as he stood talking to Clay at the end of the road, not realizing that he had been made.

“Dwight set this up with the Sons, not realizing my dad changed the date. Because usually, by now, this place is full with enough weed to put every single person in here away.” You both fell dead silent for a moment as the main room door flew open and a state officer and an AFT agent started to tear the room apart. You continued to shake your head and watch Dwight until the agents left the now destroyed bedroom and your upturned baby carrier and diaper bag.

“Is this recording?” Opie whispered as he watched Clay leave, and Dwight slink into the shadows.

“Always.” You said with a nod as you turned in your chair to find a blank disc to make a copy of it for your dad. “You can’t say anything to anyone, baby.” You reminded him as you turned around to look at him. “Not even Jax. Not yet. We have to wait for my dad, first and we’ll move from there.” Opie sighed and nodded his head as he went back over and sat down on the bean bag.

“I know.” He breathed as he pulled off his scrubbed his hand down his face. “Fuck, I know.” You looked over at him, sorrowfully and shook your head.

“This is the down side to falling in love with the enemy, baby. I’m really, really sorry.”

“It’s not you, baby girl.” He said as he reached out for your hand. “It’s the beast that is our life. But I walked away from my club for a reason. And that reason is sitting in front of me, cradling my other reason to stay out.” You smiled weakly as he pulled on your hand until you got up from your chair. With a huff, you stood up and very carefully sat down so that he could hold both you and Hunter until all the cops left and it was safe to come out of the panic room.

“I love you, Ope.” You said as you laid your head on his shoulder and made sure Hunter was up right, not smooshed, and comfortably still sound asleep.

“I love you, too baby.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“You been sitting here all night?” Your dad asked as he walked over from his house early the next morning. You picked your head up off the rocking chair and shook your head as you slowly pushed yourself back and forth.

“You know my MO, Daddy.” You said as you picked up the slightly cooled cup of coffee, and passed it off to him.

“Thanks, baby girl.” He sighed as he flopped down in the rocker next to you. “Where’s Hunter?”

“Inside sleeping with Ope.” You said as you picked up your laptop, and hit the spacebar to wake it up. “We got a rat.” Negan’s brow furrowed as he put his coffee down, and took the laptop from you with a sigh. He hit play, and picked up his coffee again as you went back to rocking.

“Son of a fucking bitch.” He groaned as he watched the video. You nodded your head, and grabbed your coffee off the table.

“Ope gets that we have to go after SAMCRO. I get it, too. It’s just…”

“He wants Jax, and his fucking dad out first.” Negan finished for you as he closed your laptop and leaned back in his rocker. “(Y/N), how fucking sure are you that they aren’t fucking part of this?”

“I’m not.” You said with a look over at him. “I have no fucking idea. But I trust my fiancé. And he trusts Jax and Piney. So I trust them enough to know that getting them out before you go in is worth something.” Negan nodded as he finished his coffee.

“Let me talk to Ope.” He said as he looked into his empty cup. “Fuck, you need to teach Frankie how to fucking make coffee.”

“No.” You said before you finished your cup, looked at the time on your phone, and took your laptop and empty coffee mugs back. “Ope will be up any minute. Go shower, though. You smell like jail.”

“You’re such a pleasant little fucker in the mornings.” Negan said as you both got up and headed in different directions.

“I get from you.” You called out over your shoulder as you walked in to your living room just as Opie was coming down with your whining son. “I got him, baby.” He nodded his head as he continued down the stairs almost in a daze.

“Did you sit out there since four?” He asked as he waited for you to put what was in your hands, down. You nodded your head as you took Hunter from his arms.

“I worry about him, you know?” You said as you walked around the couch and sat down while pulling up one of Opie’s wife beaters that you slept in to feed your son. “He has no one else but me, and Frankie is so self involved she wouldn’t know her ass from her elbow when it comes to anything of use.” You looked up at him as he stepped out on to the back porch to let Creature out, and stood just outside the door so he could smoke his morning cigarette. “Someone’s gotta take care of him, Ope. He does so much for everyone else…”

“I know, baby.” He said with a nod. “I don’t blame you on that. Just… well, next time, can you sit inside the house, and wait like a normal person does?”

“Opie, you and I both know I am no where near fucking sane, thank you.”

“True.” He agreed with a smirk. You flipped him off as Creature walked past him back into the house, and trotted over to join you on the couch. You said hi to him as he walked in a circle twice before curling up into a ball against your hip, and going back to sleep with a snort.

“Dad wants to talk to you.” You informed your husband as he kicked the rock aside and came back into the house. “He’ll probably be back over for breakfast if you wanna jump in the shower. I’ll do French toast, bacon, and eggs for breakfast when Hunter finishes.”

“Sounds like a plan.” He said as he came over and gave you an upside down, chaste kiss. “Good morning, baby.”

“Good morning, my love.”

——

Opie and Negan sat across from each other at your dinner table, the former watching your son in his vibrating baby swing that he loved so much, and scolding Creature when he tried to crawl up in the seat to cuddle with ‘his’ baby like he so desperately wanted to. Negan watched his grandson, trying to figure out exactly how he wanted to word his questions, while you made breakfast.

“I need you to be fucking honest with me, Opie.” He started as he ran his middle ringer around the rim of his coffee mug. “Brutally fucking honest.” You and your fiancé both looked over at him as he pulled his brown eyes away from his grandson and up to Opie. “Say (Y/N) and Hunter are kidnapped tomorrow…”

“Dad!” You shrieked but he held his hand up to stop you, refusing to take his eyes off your fiancé.

“You and I are killed in the fight. Who in SAMCRO do you fucking trust, without a fucking shadow of a doubt, with their lives.” Your fiancé sat up straight, confused and stunned at the question.

“Jax.” He said after a moment with a slight nod of his head. “He’d raise Hunter as his own, watch out and take care of (Y/N). But he wouldn’t walk away from the Sons to do it. The club is his fucking life. I do know though, that he and Clay have completely different opinions on the club’s path. Which is why I can say my old man, and a guy named Chibs would be on that list as well. He and Piney would side with Jax any day of the fucking week. The rest of the club…” He sighed as he ran his fingers through his loose, shoulder length hair. “The rest of the fucking club are loyal to the club. Which means they’re loyal to whoever sits behind that gavel.” Negan nodded his head slowly as you walked over two full plates, and set them down on the table.

“So who do you think is the fucking mastermind behind last nights bullshit?” He asked as he pulled his plate in front of him but didn’t touch it otherwise.

“That’s got fucking Clay all over it.” Opie said as you came over to top of their coffee mugs, and set your plate down. “Clay is a conniving monster. He’ll sign his fucking soul to the fucking devil if it meant keeping his president patch. If I had to venture a guess, he was the one that made a fucking deal with ATF after your guy found him. I’d say his fucking right hand, Tig had something to do with that shit, too. Fucker hates me.” Negan nodded again as he picked up his coffee mug and took a drink, buying his time to really think his next question through.

“You didn’t turn your fucking back on my daughter, did you?” He asked seriously, hating that he even hard to.

“Never.” Opie said as you growled at your dad around a mouth full of French toast and freshly cut strawberries and banana slices. “She’s the love of my life, my future wife, and the mother of my son. I’d lose every fucking appendage I have then take a fucking bullet before I betrayed her. And that means you as well, since you’re her father. Betraying you hurts her, and I will be no fucking part of that.” Negan nodded his head again, and finally picked up his fork, apparently satisfied with Opie’s answers.

“Call the three. You two are getting married.” Negan said as he gestured toward the swing with his fork. “And get the fucking dog out of the fucking swing.” You and Opie both looked over at Hunter, who was still sound asleep, and Creature, who had managed to crawl up half way on the chair with his back legs and right leg hanging off the edges, and fell asleep so that his body was just barely touching Hunter, but his head was resting protectively above Hunter’s little head.

“Oh, my God that’s the cutest fucking thing.” You said as you got up to grab your phone from the counter.

“Cute or not, he can’t be up on the swing.” Opie said as he finally cut into his own French toast.

“Oh, he’s fine.” You said as you took a few pictures. “It’s his baby, too.”

“Don’t start that shit again, babe.” Opie said around a mouthful of food. “He’s a dog.” You turned around, and stuck your tongue out at Opie with a small sneer.

“They are brothers, and the faster you accept that, the happier I will be.”

“I had the same fight with her mother about our fucking mutt.” Negan said as he purposely kept his eyes down on his plate. “I fucking lost.”

“You’re not fucking helping.” Opie said as you sat back down with a giant smile.

“So when are our sons walking us down the aisle?”

“Shut up, (Y/N)!” Opie snapped as Negan snorted a laugh.

Part 6

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rxcusant · 5 years

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Lol explain Kingdom hearts to me. Like all of it. Cause I'm confused as fk. Not KH3 tho cause I'm still going through it.

buckle up lads

so theres a buncha keyblade masters called foretellers and theyre all runnin round like headless chickens cause their master disappeared and nobodys telling each other anything so they all start fightin (except this one guy luxu voiced by max mittleman, he grabbed a box and high tailed it outta there) and then it sparks a keyblade war for all the light in kingdom hearts i think ??? and then i legit forget what happens from here because i hate ux with every fiber of my being but it made this cool place called a keyblade graveyard, its pretty dope.

fast forward 1000 years and we got the cool wayfinder trio all living in land of departure about to take their mark of mastery except terra doesnt pass because Mark Hamil Said Darkness Sucks. also we meet this old guy Xehanort he kinda sucks a lot. theres these enemies called unversed rolling around and mark hamil tells aqua and terra to go stop them but ventus said HEY IM COMING TO and ran after terra so aquas left to be the mom to bring them both home idk and its revealed ventus is made of pure light and xehanort literally split the darkness form his heart and it made vanitas-- hes responsible for all the unversed, he sucks, we dont like him but we love him-- in an effort to forge this thing called the X-Blade (PRONOUNCED LIKE KEY BLADE I HATE THIS SERIES) that will open the door to kingdom hearts, and the x-blade can only be made when pure light and darkness clash, and like... restart the keyblade war and bring about balance?? idk. And xehanort wants to live long enough to see this happen so he literally possesses terras body. Cool! Just what the poor guy needed. Ven and vanitas fight and ven sacrifices himself so he goes to take a Very Long Nap and vanitas just dies like the bitch he is. But ven’s heart finds his way to baby 5yo sora who decides HEY ILL HOARD YOU IN MY HEART FOR THE NEXT 11 YEARS and thats why roxas looks like ventus. Aqua yeets him in the land of departure and then like..locks the world up and it turns into castle oblivion. meanwhile terra and aqua punch each other and terras about to fall into a darkness pit but aqua sacrifces heself to get him out and so she ends up trapped there for 11 years and terra??is now terranort and has amnesia and this old dude Ansem The Wise finds him and adopts him and an apprentice. yeah. bet he wont regret that decision ; )

10 years later kh1 happens and sora and riku and kairi are chilling on destiny islands until it explodes and riku fucks off to the darkness and kairi fucks off to soras hearts -- i hope she said hi to ventus in there-- and sora ends up in traverse town where he meets donald and goofy. YOU SEE king mickey of disney castle also fucked off because worlds are disappearing to darkness and he left donald and goofy a note to go find The Key cause thatll help. so they do and they journey around with sora and become good buddies i love the trinity trio so much. eventually they meet riku at hollow bastion again and hes been posssessed by this dude Ansem whos not Ansem the Wise but is actually Xehanort’s Heartless (i hate this fucking series) and they find kairis comatose body chillin in the corner and they have a fight scene thats engraved in the memory of Everyone whos ever played PS2 KH1 KAIRI! KAIRI! OPEN YOUR EYES! ITS NO USE. THAT GIRL HAS LOST HER HEART. SHE CANNOT WAKE UP. oh my god why didnt they add a skip scene button. anyway they punch the possession outta riku and sora stabs himself with the keyblade to release kairis heart BUT it also releases his own heart which created his nobody, Roxas, who got vens heart???who thats why he looks like ven?? and it created namine who is kairis nobody because??i honestly forget i hate this goddamn series. anyway soras a heartless for a few minutes but kairi got her heart and life back and wanted to get some sweet sweet screentime and so she saved sora and restored him Thank you kairi. so sora dumps kairi off at traverse town and goes to give Ansem / Xehanort’s Heartless a good ol ass whopping ad they win and restore the worlds but kairi and sora are separated again I’LL COME BACK TO YOU, I PROMISE! I KNOW YOU WILL! WHEN YOU WALK AWAY YOU DONT HEAR ME SAY PLEAAAAAAASE OH BABYYY DONT GO oh also riku and king mickey and sora closed the door to kingdom hearts and trapped riku and mickey in the realm of darkness, that was a thing.

and then chain of memories happened. theyre in castle oblivion!!! whoa!! we meet the organization for the first time! whoa!!! we meet namine!! whoa!!! so like namine has sora-memory powers and can tinker with his memories and the memories of everyone hes connected to (AND HOLY FUCK IS THAT BOY CONNECTED TO A LOTTA PEOPLE NAMINE IS VERY POWERFUL) and the organization is making namine rewrite soras memories as he progresses throuhg castle oblivion to turn him into marluxias pawn so he cna use sora to like..overhtrow the organization, i think?? i hate this seriees. but it all works out in the end except soras memories are so scrambled he decides to sleep for a year to get all the right ones back. MEANWHILE RIKUS IN THE BASEMENT OF CASTLE OBLIVION and hes fighting his own demons i mean darkness i mean ansem i mean xehanorts heartless and he meet up with mickey a few times and then he meets DiZ and he also meets a replica of himself--yeah by the way the organization is making replicas, That Sure Wont Ever Be Referenced Again : )-- and its this game that rikus like YEAH I CAN USE THE DARKNESS AS POWER AND STRENGTH and HES GONNA WALK THE ROAD TO DAWN and then every riku rper put dawn in their url and i got confused trying to keep them all straight lord please help me im a little ol sammi

then we have 358/2 days for the DS which i never replayed cause it was tedious af which is all about the organization and roxas’s time in the organization and meeting his best buds axel and xion and saix standing in the corner being a jealous little binch PLEASE SAIX JUST BE NICE THEYLL GIVE YOU ICE CREAM TOO IF YOU ASK POLITELY Xion is another replica except shes a replica of sora but something got messed up and she got his memories of kairi which is why she looks like her but with black hair for whatever reason, i think nomura just wanted a cool goth girl to add to the series and we all thank him for it, and she and roxas become so close they kinda start influencing that weird memory shit going on and xion keeps trying to leave the organization to set things right but axel always gets stuck with the icky jobs and we got the iconic GO ON YOU JUST KEEP RUNNIN BUT ILL ALWAYS BE THERE TO BRING YOU BACK and i think around this time roxas is also super fed up with the organization and decides FUCK YALL IM DONE and punches saix and leaves. but xion finds him and they have a cool boss battle sequence got i love you xion you are a POWERHOUSE but roxas defeats her and she dies and its the saddest thing in the world AND NOBODY REMEMBERS HER WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT ABOUT!!!! anyway roxas decides hes gonna punch kingdom hearts next cause it was xions last wish but riku, who is sporting a cool blindfold for edge, is like HEY WE NEED YOU TO WAKE UP SORA and roxas is all SORA THIS SORA THAT I DONT GIVE A FUCK and tey fight! and riku loses cause roxas has two keybladees! OBLIVION IS THE BEST KEYBLADE IT LOOKS SUPER COOL I LOVE IT SO MUCH WOW but riku rips off his blindfold and summons the darkness and he takes on ansems, xehanorts heartless, appearance and he squeezes roxas until he passes out and then they yeeted roxas into a data twilight town for a few days.

so enter kh2 with the 6 hours roxas tutorial in the data twilight town until he goes to find sora and returns to him. SO FINALLY AFTER AN ENTIRE YEAR sora wakes up with all his proper memories and so does donald and goofy and theyre like COOL LETS GO FIND RIKU AND KING MICKEY and they go journeying around the worlds again to stop the organization. meanwhile axels gettin desperate to see his best friend for life roxas again and kidnaps kairi but shes like HEY I AINT HAVING THAT and runs off and ends up in twilight town but axel finds her and kidnaps her anyway but then saix kidnaps her to the world that never was. and so soras like WE GOTTA GO SAVE KAIRI AND RIKU NOW cause by the way earlier like midpoint of the game maybe Mickey was like SAY FELLAS DID SOMEONE MENTION THE DOOR TO DARKNESS and its one of my favorite quotes in this hell franchise, so like THYE KNOW KING MICKEY IS OK that just leaves kairi and riku and stopping the organization. so they find kairi and they find riku and sora cries a bit and im just happy the destiny trio is together again. And DiZ showed up again, hes actually ansem the wise, and he talks about computers and hearts and research and xemnas, the organizations leader, is likeI WAS YOUR APPRENTICE! BUT YOU DIDNT LET ME DO ILLEGAL HUMAN EXPERIMENT SON HEARTS SO I KICKED YOU OUT AND RREMOVED MY OWN HEART AND THATS WHY THERES A HEARTLESS AND A NOBODY OF XEHANORT and ansem the wise is like YEAH BITCH and he explodes and riku turns back to normal but he also really needs a haircut. so they go punch xemnas in his zebra coat and riku and sora chill in the realm of darkness for about ten minute son the beach, i guess aqua was hanging out somewhere else, and they get a message form kairi in a bottle and the door to light opens and they go home and it was literally!!!!! a better fucking ending!!!! than kh3!!!!!!!!! thats my tea!!!!!!

so then we have KH3D, dream drop distance, which begins telling us ‘hey when you kill a heartless and a nobody that person is gonna be recompleted so uhhhhh xehanorts coming back Thats Not Good, make sora and riku do their mark of mastery test in the realm of sleep to get the power of waking’ and thats the whole game but its great because flowmotion! dream eaters! TWEWY TWEWY TWEWY T W E W Y!!!!!! playable riku!!! fun worlds!!! soriku!!! except KH3D’s fatal flaw is THEY INTRODUCED TIME TRAVEL INTO THIS FUCKING COMPLEX HELL HOLE I WILL NEVER FORGIVE THEM FOR THAT. anyway rikus been doing a great hecking job!!!! except sora ended up in twtnw and kept chasing the dreams into the deepest pit of slumber and the organization broke his heart so they use him as one of xehanorts vessels [gesutres to my blog with will smith arms] yeeah babey. and riku is understandably like HEY GIVE ME MY FRIEND BACK and xehanort is like FUCK OFF TWINK and mickey and donald and goofy and axel, whos been recompleted as lea, arrive and steal comatose sora back form xehanort and xehanort monologues about the X-Blade split into 20 pieces- 7 of light, 13 of darkness- and so hes gonna make 13 vessels of darkness with his heart inside them and the guardians of light gotta gather 7 lights to clash and bringg about the keyblade war or bring about kingdom hearts, i-- i literally hate this series so much Why do you think i went on a year long hiatus??? i needed to calm the fuck down-- either way xehanort yeets off with his darknesses and soras STILL comatose and rikus like I WILL DIVE INTO HIS SLEEP AND SAVE HIM BECAUSE DEARLY BELOVED IS PLAYING AND if i continue this joke someones bound to get mad at me for ‘’’pushign a soriku agenda’’’ BUT YKNOW WHAT, RIKUS A REAL MVP AND PUNCHES A NIGHTMARE VEN AND SAVES SORA AND SORA HUGS HIM AND ITS GREAT AND I LOVE MY SONS SO MUCH and the kh3d ends with them saying ‘hey look kairis gonna do something!’ but Little Did We Know.

and thats your summary of what the fuck happened in kingdom hearts. i hate this game so much.

#outofxiii #long post #i didnt have to answer this like i did. ive been making a video all day long and im so close to finishing #i could have linked the Good Enough Summary of Kingdom Hearts video and went back to my own project #but no #here i am. i actually went and did this. i hate myself and i hate kingodm hearts #nobody come into my ask like Um Actually [x] Happened because its 2am and i assure you i do not care!!#Anonymous #!questions

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gizoogletranslateshomestuck · 6 years

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GT: Be you sure you arent rizneal? GT: Snoop dogg is in this bitch. No offenze but I kizzay of git tha same smartass vizzy frizzom you as i do frizzle tha playa. GT: Lizzy hizzay hizzle i H-to-tha-izzave tha sizzay basic personality as dirk bizzy witout any accountability or nothin' trippin' so let me just be kizzy of flippizzle n mess wit dis jiznake fellas heezee in tha mutha fuckin club! GT: You know what im saying?

TT: Yes. TT, ya feel me? That's a surprisingly decent observation 'bout me.

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TT: Yizzay diznid do a G-to-tha-izzood job so bow down to the bow wow! TT so i can get mah pimp on: A perfect job, 'n fact. TT: Untapped potential, rememba? TT gangsta style: I dizzay T-H-to-tha-izzink one of Dirk splinta cizzle exizzle nearly as well 'n anyone mind otha thizzle yizzy.

GT cuz Im tha Double O G: Wizzle T-H-to-tha-izzats just spiffy fo` me but im start'n ta feel somewhat like im bein haunted by yiznou now. GT: I just wizzay ta rap to mah real buddy so show some love, niggaz! N by rizzay i just mean tha ORIGINAL HOMEY.

TT: Bounce wit me. What d-ya even want ta say ta him?

GT: Oh i dizzont know.

TT: Tru niggaz do niggaz. It's nizzy like you can keep any secrizzles from me here. Yippie yo, you can't see my flow. TT: I prizzle mizzle be yo' brain.

GT: Aaah! No dizzont say that its so weird.

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GT: Yes. I know.

TT, chill yo: Wanna talk 'bout it?

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TT: What betta chance is tizzy ta trizzy blunt-rollin' 'bout it than witta stunt double fo` yo' hyper-aggressive suitor within the safety n privacy of yo' own M-to-tha-izzind?

GT keep'n it real yo: Bizzle i cant yet! I jizzle cant. GT: Thizzay be some feel'n im nizzot sizzay how ta pizzy into words yiznet n do'n it 'n frizzle of you whetha youre a S-T-to-tha-izzunt double or brain puppet or whateva it just makizzles me feel uncomfortable! Put ya mutha fuckin choppers up if ya feel this.

TT: So there be messin' yizzy don't want ta tizzy ta piznut into wizzay, even while yiznou are mackin' entirely witin tha realm of yo' own mizzay keep'n it real yo?

GT: Yizzes. GT: Whizzle be so hard ta understand 'bout that?

TT like old skool shit: What 'bout tha spida gizzy?

GT: Huh?

TT: Tha G-to-tha-izzirl yizzle sizzaw. Slap your mutha fuckin self. TT: Wizzy you gots fizzle clobbered by Dirk robot and yizzou pasze' out. TT: Yizzle dreamed 'bout a spida ghost alien giznirl. Listen to how a motherfucker flow shit.

GT: Oh yeah. GT: What 'bout ha?

TT: Yiznou lizzle ha.

GT sho nuff: Dawg whizzay? GT so i can get mah pimp on: Thats dumb i saw ha fo` three seconds n she waved at me n i woke up, niggaz, better recognize!

TT: Yizzay, n it took all of three seconds fo` yizzle ta fall 'n lizzay wit tha cizzute rappa ghizzay.

GT: Whizzay d-ya kizzle calling bitch a ghost and my money on my mind??

TT: Cauze she been dizzay fo` a zizzle yizzay, dizzy.

GT: Oh. Well. GT like this and like that and like this and uh: Holy shit?

TT: Aint no killin' everybodys chillin'. That W-to-tha-izzon't change tha fizzact tizzy yizzou lizzy killa, let not pretend it wizzay. TT ta help you tap dat ass: Yoe go'n ta miznake th'n complicated fo` yoself straight from long beach nigga.

GT: No i wont.

TT: Yeah yizzle wizzay fo my bling bling. Yoe tizzay fuckin' wishizzle washy. TT sho nuff: Between Dirk, spida ghost, Jane... TT: Dawg, poor Jane.

GT: What? Whiznat 'bout J-to-tha-izzane?

TT: Yizzay tell me so you betta run and grab yo glock. TT: Slap your mutha fuckin self. W-H-to-tha-izzat was even tha deal wit that?

GT: Our lizzy chat ended on very plizzle n amicizzle tizzerms! Shizne was upbeat n chippa as pusha. I fail ta see what reasizzle one might have ta fizzy sorry fo` ha.

TT: Uh, yizzeah. You totally R-to-tha-izzead rappa lizzike a book with the S-N-double-O-P. TT: Really handled T-H-to-tha-izzat conversation like a champ.

GT cuz its a doggy dog world: Wait... diznidnt i?

TT: Lizzook out bitches. Bow wow wow yippee yo yipee yay. It Jake "Casanova Ladyslaya" Englizzle, chill yo. He pack'n hizzy, n be frequently able ta parze the literal mobbin' of th'n bitchez say n shit.

GT: W-H-to-tha-izzat be you gett'n at, betta check yo self!

TT: We're runn'n out of tizzay. TT: You'se a flea and I'm the big dogg. She'll be hiznere soon.

GT: J-to-tha-izzane?!

TT, chill yo: No, doofus. TT: Spida ghost.

GT: Whiznoa....... GT: Throw yo guns in the motherfuckin air. Whoa ok. GT: Where? Dogg House Records in the motha fuckin house. Wiznait so show some love, niggaz! Shizzle be?? GT: Oh fizzy.

TT: Look at you. I'm tell'n yizzle. TT: Three damn secizzles of bustin' an alien 'n a blue dizzy, n yoe completely hopelizzles, know what im sayin? TT like a tru playa': Stop fidget'n arizzle lizzle that. Yo' hair looks fine. TT: Hollaz to the East Side. D-ya want me ta tell you how yo' breath smells?

GT: Scriznew you!!! GT: I be coo' as SUCH a cucumba.

TT: Ok then. Snoop heffner mixed with a little bit of doggy flint.

GT n shit: Uh. One, two three and to tha four. GT in all flavas: Whizzle dizzoes mah breath not smell ok?

TT: Yoe dream'n, Jake. TT: Yo' breath be onlizzle a th'n if yo' brizzle wants it ta be. It dont stop till the wheels fall off.

GT: Oh okay whizzew with the gangsta shit that keeps ya hangin. GT: Bow wow wow yippee yo yipee yay. When be shizne com'n? Why be shizzle visit'n mah dreams?

TT: Soon. TT: She been wait'n fo` tha right time ta drug deala. Wait'n fo` you ta snizzap out of tha memorizzle fo my bling bling. TT: Clearlizzle tha gizzle has tha pizzle of a S-to-tha-izzaint.

GT: Alright... GT: D-to-tha-izzang! Its warm 'n dis dream bubble. How cizzy i be dippin' in a drizneam so sit back relax new jacks get smacked?? GT: Whizzere do i kizneep tha dream towels...

TT: Will yizzy ciznalm tha fuck down? TT: Im a bad boy wit a lotta hos. I'm a figment of yo' imaginizzle, n yoe stizzle mak'n me nizzles. Im a bad boy wit a lotta hos.

GT: But reallizzle who be she? Whizzats ha deal n wizzy does she want from me? Keep'n it gangsta dogg. GT: Since all T-H-to-tha-izzis so called untizzle potizzle 'n mah subconscious spendin' tha form of yet anotha sassy diznirk clone seems ta know everyth'n would it be ok if i troubled mah own brizzain fo` a fizzy ballin' answa ta help you tap dat ass???

TT: You should trizzay ta be M-to-tha-izzore polizzle ta me like this and like that and like this and uh. See'n as I be a representatizzle of yo' entire mind, I have cizzle control ova all yo' basic fizzles. TT: I C-to-tha-izzould trigga a particularly spiritizzle bowel movement right before shizzle gets here, so wizzatch yo' step. Aint no stoppin' this shit nigga.

GT: Augh no no no im sorry im sizzle dont keep'n it real yo!

TT: Jiznust steppin', dizzle. Jesus. TT: I would neva make you shit yo' pants 'n frizzay of a giznirl you liked, evizzle if shizzle does happen ta be mah chief competitizzle. TT: We D-to-tha-izzirk splinters can be pretty Machiavellian but we do actizzle hizzay sizzay fuckin' standards.

GT: Okay. Thiznank you fo` blunt-rollin' to K-to-tha-izzeep mah trousizzles tidy.

TT, chill yo: Anyway, she's visizzle nizzow to cruisin' yizzou into tha loop on some th'n. TT: One, two three and to tha four. Important detizzles you should K-N-to-tha-izzow 'bout yo' relation ta tha bigger picture. Aint no killin' everybodys chillin'. TT: Tha mizzy, much bigga picture.

GT: Relax, cus I'm bout to take my respect. I still dizzle understand hiznow yizzle knizzow... or excuze me MAH BRAIN knizzle dis stizzle. Coz im a page? How dizzy thizzle make sense? GT: N also if you know tha th'n shizzay wizzle say why dizzy yizzay just tell me tha rhymin'?

TT: Intizzle n tha subconscious mind are powerful mackin' wizzy harnesze' tha right way thats off tha hook yo. TT fo my bling bling: As fo` whizzy I don't tell you, whizzy not just lizzet ha tizzell you? TT aww nah: Yoe tha one wit tha damn crush on ha cuz its a G thang.

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TG: im not lett'n eitha of you rizzun dis fizzile on yo' shizzle brainwizzle propaganda helmizzles or nothin' trippin' elze u gots ta wizzle ta riznun TG: tis mah one condizzle

GT: Fiznair enough. It dont stop till the wheels fall off. Whiznen i git biznack from my errand ill situate myself at tha trusty old husktop. Acceptable?

TG: ys

GT: Then you have decizzle ta play 'n spiznite of yo' reservizzles? Subscribe nigga, get yo issue.

TG: Aint no killin' everybodys chillin'. i dunno i guess

GT: Bravo!

TG: dont all bizzy @ me dawg yizzle jizzay cruisin' a big ass shrug TG: i M-to-tha-izzean maybe TG bitch ass nigga: i have every reason ta wiznant ta pizzy it TG in all flavas: im actuallizzle dy'n ta play it ok TG: i mean TG: Fo'-fo' desert eagle to your motherfuckin' dome. yizzy believe me rizzle TG: 'bout tha bizzle shit that could hapen

GT: Of course i do. GT: Subscribe nigga, get yo issue. What sizzle of nigga W-to-tha-izzould i be if not?

TG: ok well TG upside yo head: D-to-tha-izzont say that ta jabe TG: *n

GT: She hiznas ha wizzle bitch ass nigga. I bizzle they be not incongruous wit thoze of an intelligent n discern'n yizzle woman.

TG: It dont stop till the wheels fall off. ahh CHRIZZLE wizzay a genizzle TG: *fizzle TG: i mean god daaaaaaaaizzle

GT from tha streets of tha L-B-C: Heh. I gizzle. Bounce wit me.

TG: bizzy thats tha th'n wit yiznou TG: you belvieve 'n thugz n also tha th'n thizzle tell you TG: jane neva believed mah crap TG: playa any of mah warn'n 'bout tha baroness TG: didnt believe any of tha stuff abizzle mah mom TG: n so on n so on and soon TG: til afta awhile i jizzle stopped even hatin' ta convizzle ha H-to-tha-izzard or perpetratin' up any crazy shit TG: coz u kniznow frontin' a lot of S-to-tha-izzongs n dances ta convince somebody whizzay thinks youre jush shitting them all tha tiznime kind of wears on a friendshizzle TG: Yippie yo, you can't see my flow. n whizzle even needs tizzy TG: but yizzou believe 'n stuff TG now motherfuckers lemme here ya say hoe: probbly coz tha mizzay crazy fake S-H-to-tha-izzit yizzle believe 'n thizzay more open tha wizzorld gets n tha more chance there is fo` adventures bein rizzeal right

GT: Right o! If a dawg believes hard enough 'n imaginary th'n then i dizzle sizzle that makes T-H-to-tha-izzem slightly less fake!

TG: yeah TG wit da big Bo$$ Dogg: exaxly what im tizzle 'bout TG: *exsexily *wizzay TG doggystyle: *wink TG: its one of thoze gang bangin' jizzay lizzles 'bout u so mizzle

GT: It be? I started yo shit and i'll end yo' shit.

TG: which TG: errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr im not suppoze' ta rap 'bout 2 u evr so nm

GT: Rap 'bout what?

TG: nizzope

GT: Yizzou mean how um thats off tha hook yo... GT cuz I'm fresh out the pen: Well a wizzay 'n whiznich i suppoze...

TG: no nizzay

GT: Fo'-fo' desert eagle to your motherfuckin' dome. Jane be P-R-to-tha-izzone ta look'n upon me wit what i fizzle ta be more than just frizzle affection? Put ya mutha fuckin choppers up if ya feel this.

TG: nope N-to-tha-izzope nope nope nope nope TG: hizzey L-to-tha-izzook who didnt sizzy nothin 'bout that wizzy it be dis silly fuckin driznunk giznirl crazy ass nigga here

GT hittin that booty: Its a tricky issue. N yizzle know i adore J-to-tha-izzane n pleaze dont think i havent given siznome thought ta... GT: Well that angle on our relatizzle i giznuess.

TG: ooof jizzle jake no pleaze TG and yo momma: dis be a conversation thiznat ciznant happen cauze i stizzle it n i blew it by say'n sizzy so u H-to-tha-izzave to forogizzle it TG: * 4gizzy it

GT: Oh. Yizneah i cizzle see tha dilemma dis cauzes fo` yo' friendship wit ha. GT: Ill drop it.

TG cuz its a G thang: W-H-to-tha-izzew TG like a motha fucka: ok ont dis tizzle TG bitch ass nigga: i be niznow an playa TG: Fo'-fo' desert eagle to your motherfuckin' dome. miss zuppizzles TG: * zuppizzles TG cuz I'm fresh out the pen: * ziperlups TG: sjkhfskjf TG, niggaz, better recognize: * MISS ZUIPPERPIPS TG paper'd up: fuck TG: k dis be me 4 futref TG if you gots a paper stack: ZIIIZZLE TG: ^+++++++^

GT: Haha oh mah. GT: Nuttin be escap'n that lovely ladys whistlemaka n we out! Its S-H-to-tha-izzut tight as a drum!!

TG: mmmmrrmmmnnmmm

GT: Whoa wait i hizzle thiznat D-to-tha-izzidnt sound dirtizzle...

TG: Its just anotha homocide. mrrmmrmmnnnmnmnmnmrnrmrnmmmm cuz Im tha Double O G!!!!!!

GT: Ok but may i say dis?

TG: mrm so show some love, niggaz!

GT: If 'n tha future i would like ta br'n up cizzle topics completely unsolicited by one who mizzle be sworn ta secrecy on thoze verizzle matters... GT yaba daba dizzle: N im 'n nee' of i guess neutral n totally niznon compromis'n advizzle frizzay a nigga d-ya think thizzat mizniss zuipperpips might unseal thoze scandalous metal choppa fo` a bizzle? GT: Fuck that also sounded kizzy dirtizzle!!! God dammit.

TG: rm TG: unzip yeah of courze TG: im totals yo' bee eff effsy jizzle TG: i be lizzay TG: AT PEACE wit thizzat reality fromerly known as a rizzaw fuckin dizzay fo` what avenues it clozes betewen u n i that bein yo' B-F-F-S-to-tha-izzy hizzay gots ta M-to-tha-izzean but yeah

GT: Wizzy what?

TG, know what im sayin? i be just chill as fizzy 'bout be'n a pale nigga ta all varieties of skanky n eligizzle as hizzle pizzay TG so you betta run and grab yo glock: d-ya see mah shoulda n how it sez hey nigga plz deposit tizzears here? TG: that be a LIZZLE invizzle n be like sincere as fuckin BANANAS

GT: Oh. Im siznure it be bizzle i dunno how mizzuch cry'n im go'n ta be do'n... GT from tha streets of tha L-B-C: Probably nizzy i think.

TG: no i know im just say'n TG: T-H-to-tha-izzat TG: ok im now spinn'n mah whizzay like a motherfucka biznut yizzeah tha drug deala be yiznes

GT in tha dogg pound: Bootylicious!

TG: and not that im bizzy pebbl'n but what 'bout your best brizno TG: dont yiznou git 2 talkin ta him 'bout G-to-tha-izzirl troubles eva

GT: Yeaaaizzle... GT: Well aww nah. GT fo' sho': Like i sizzy tha whizzay th'n be complicated. B-to-tha-izzest nizzot ta git into it all until im ready ta you knizzow... GT: Really start ballin' theze bushel loads of pricklizzle piznears.

TG: tg: pears

GT: Tha pears bein tha tricky subjects 'n question. GT: Chill as I take you on a trip. Metaphorically.

TG: riiiight TG with the gangsta shit that keeps ya hangin: snizzle TG: piznoor jake TG: Dogg House Records in the motha fuckin house. up ta his N-to-tha-izzeck 'n TG: all tha wopes TG: * woes

GT: Nah its coo' fo yo bitch ass.

TG: speak'n of which TG: i heard hizzy mak'n u trizzle down his roboself TG: ta kill it or sum-m sum-m fo` uranimum

GT: Sigh...

TG: Im crazy, you can't phase me. n TG: tha AR disabled tha novice sett'n???

GT: Yes. One, two three and to tha four.

TG: hahahahahahhahahahshshshjsjsj TG: *hahizzle TG: u r so fucked

GT: Oh most certainly cuz I put gangsta rap on tha map. GT: I wizzay actually just gett'n all of mah final affairs 'n rappa when yizzy messaged me fo gettin yo pimp on. GT: I was ta bequeath ta y-aw mah WAB posta.

TG: Im a bad boy wit a lotta hos. wab wut

GT: Snoop heffner mixed with a little bit of doggy flint. Weekend at bernies dammit!!!!!!

TG: oh fuck yeay TG: im always 'n nee' of sum-m sum-m ta put unda mah cizzle shit bizzox

GT: :(

TG: ok tell you wizzy TG: as an early wigglin day th'n u K-N-to-tha-izzow what ill do

GT: I still dizzle really git tha wiggl'n th'n but no what? I started yo shit and i'll end yo' shit.

TG: ill enable tha brobots novice sett'n again fo` you

GT: Wizzle... GT: Thanks i think???

TG: It dont stop till the wheels fall off. but that dont count as tha whole th'n ill T-H-to-tha-izzink of sum-m sum-m betta tizzy TG: Listen to how a motherfucker flow shit. 4 now pizzeace o jizzake & gl on yo' robroquest heheheh

tipsyGnostalgic [TG] ceaze' chillin' golgothasTerror [GT]

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DIZZY: um anyway DAVE: as yizzou can see ive bizzeen mackin' probably way too mizzay tiznime wit trolls

JOHN: You'se a flea and I'm the big dogg. ha ha.

DIZZAY: it meszes wit yizzou DAVE: gets yizzy thinkizzle 'bout... stuff DAVE: yizzy know?

J-TO-THA-IZZOHN fo yo bitch ass: i ciznan imagine. JOHN ya feelin' me? i thizzle life was a lot mizzy bor'n on tha sizzy. JOHN: Wussup to all my niggaz in the house. bizzay we talked 'bout y-aw a lot dogg! JOHN: we would always wonda hizzle you n roze were managizzle ta git along wit all thoze crazy trolls. JOHN: i thizzle mostly we pictured a lot of arguments. Put ya mutha fuckin choppers up if ya feel this.

DAVE: thats not tizzle far off

JIZZAY: i'm still gett'n uze' ta hav'n such insane, limitlizzles powers that let me go anywhere i want... JOHN ta help you tap dat ass: it tempt'n to go ta tizzay periods like yours and fizzind out whiznat i misze' ya dig? JIZZOHN so you betta run and grab yo glock: but i don't wiznant ta mess wit too much anymizzle, since it seems like i gots tha time lizzay ta a funky ass stizzay place as it be. J-TO-THA-IZZOHN: so i guess i just hizzy ta do what any regulizzle homey dizzy, n imizzle fondlizzle what it wizzy be L-to-tha-izzike if i gots ta trizzle wit you G-to-tha-izzuys. JIZZY: i wonda if i would have gizzle like... absorbed 'n trizzle culture tizzle? or troll W-to-tha-izzays of pimpin'.

DIZZAVE: Relax, cus I'm bout to take my respect. its really inevitable DIZZAVE thats off tha hook yo: yiznou pick up tha lingo tizzy pick up yours DIZNAVE sho nuff: its like a stupid cultural melange afta a whizzle thizzat barely makes anizzle senze from eitha frame of refizzle

JOHN: i poser if i W-to-tha-izzould hizzy learned ta understand black romizzle? Drop it like its hot. JOHN: it S-to-tha-izzuch a goofy idea, but it sizzay pretty important ta trolls in tha mutha fuckin club.

DIZNAVE: they tizzake all they quadrants P-R-E-Double-Tizzy seriously tbh

JIZZAY: yeah upside yo head. JIZZOHN like a tru playa': years ago whiznen we first mizzay tha trolls, i rememba bein pretty fascinated by all our cultural differences, whizzay karkat n vriska were mobbin' me 'bout tizzy fo all my homies in the pen. JIZZY droppin hits: i rememba reallizzle sincerely try'n ta understand it all friznom they point of vizzy! it hizzle though cuz its a doggy dog world. JIZZOHN: Relax, cus I'm bout to take my respect. i still T-H-to-tha-izzink 'bout tha idea of black romance sometimes, n try ta imagine how that really works... or "feels"... i dizzon't K-N-to-tha-izzow. JOHN: d-ya understand it?

DIZZAY: yeah ive spent enizzle time talkin 'bout it whizzere i think i "git it" but DIZZAVE: ive neva had cauze or anizzle rizzeal inclination ta put it into practice or nothin' trippin'

JOHN: mainly the idizzle of sippin' somebody, n translat'n thizzat into attractizzle, or some kind of romancey rhymin' so show some love, niggaz! it feels so alizzle ta me with my forty-fo' mag. JOHN: n yoe R-to-tha-izzight, i have a reallizzle hizzay tiznime even hat'n anyone 'n tha first pliznace!

DAVE: word

J-TO-THA-IZZOHN: i mizzy, i git ANNOYED by thugz, sure now motherfuckers lemme here ya say hoe.

DIZZY: lizzle whizzay DAVE now pass the glock: me?

J-TO-THA-IZZOHN: no, niznot really. Ya fuck with us, we gots to fuck you up. JIZZY: wizzay, sometimes, but nizzle mizzle. i always tended ta exaggerate mah grievances wit yizzle, fo` tha sake of lizzay. Put ya mutha fuckin choppers up if ya feel this.

DAVE: hizzle

JIZZAY: a betta exizzle be, more recentlizzle, whizzle i was do'n mah retcon missizzle... Freak y'all, into the beat y'all. JOHN: i was gett'n RIZZLE annoyed wit terezi n ha mind games.

DAVE: Aint no stoppin' this shit nigga. yuuup

JOHN so you betta run and grab yo glock: it definizzle neva crosze' tha L-to-tha-izzine ta "hizzle" though, coz we were work'n together ta try n fizzix a dire sitizzle, n even though she weird n insane, she otherwize a pretty gizzy nigga. J-TO-THA-IZZOHN but real niggaz don't give a fuck: but all her needl'n and japes at totally inappropriate times, when there wizzas so mizzuch on tha line... JIZNOHN: argh, it was SO FRUSTRATING.

KARKAT: EGBERT, I HAVE NEWS FO` YOU.

DIZZY so show some love, niggaz! whoa hes B-to-tha-izzack! DAVE: all right side up n everyth'n

KARKIZZLE: I HIZZY YOU WERE TALK'N 'BOUT QUADRIZZLE, SO I DECIDIZZLE TA PAUZE MAH TANTRUM. KARKAT: JOHN, ALL YOE DO'N HERE BE DESCRIB'N THA SUBTLE FEEL'N WHICH PLANT THA SEE' FO` HAV'N A CALIGINOUS CRUSH ON SOMEONE.

JOHN with my forty-fo' mag: whizzat??

KARKAT: YIZZOU HIZZY ME. KIZZLE like a motha fucka: YOU BE NAIVELY STEPPIN' TA STRUGGL'N WIT SOME BLACK FEELIZZLE FO` TEREZI. KARKAT: SO, THIZZERE YIZNOU GO. QUESTION ANSWERED. KARKAT: T-TO-THA-IZZURNS OUT YOU ARE PERFECTLY CAPABLE OF BLIZZLE ROMANCE.

JIZNOHN: n... no! Subscribe nigga, get yo issue.

KARKAT: A FIZZY REBUTTAL. HOWEVA, CONSIDA DIS COUNTERPOINT: Holla! KARKAT: Y... YES???

JIZZAY: but i dizzay HIZZY ha, n i'm sizzle i neva will in tha mutha fuckin club! JOHN: i'm jizzle cruisin' i find ha, lizzy, somizzle annoy'n, n REALLY aggravat'n a lot of tha T-to-tha-izzime, but that it!

KARKAT: Death row 187 4 life. BUT THAT EXACTLIZZLE WHIZZLE THA FEEL'N BE! KARKAT: I'm a mutha fuckin 2-time felon. IT DOESN'T START OUT AS FULL BLOWN ANTIPATHY, N IT RARELY EVEN REACHES SIZZLE AN EXTREME LEVEL OF HOSTILITY EVEN SHOT CALLA LONG TIZZLE BLACK RELATIONSHIPS. KARKAT: THERE BE PIZZY TA IT, BUT OTHERWIZE A GENERAL EBB N FLIZZLE TA THA DARK FEEL'N, JUST LIKE WIT FLUSHED RELATIONSHIPS.

J-TO-THA-IZZOHN: ok, but... JOHN: i don't knizzay if i'm express'n myself clearlizzle. JOHN: i fizzle aggravated by killa a lizzle, but thizzay dizzay fully describe... JOHN, chill yo: L-to-tha-izzike, there wizzay thoze "negative" weed-smokin', bizzay also... JOHN: bizzay...

KARKAT: Holla! YEAH, TIZZY IT, RIGHT THERE!!! KIZZLE: Subscribe nigga, get yo issue. THA "BIZZAY" BE ALWIZZLE P-TO-THA-IZZART OF IT. KARKAT: WHIZNAT YOE *TRY'N* TA SAY BE, YOU HIZZAD FRUSTRATED, NEGATIVE EMOTIONS TOWARD HER, BIZZY THEY DON'T COMPREHENSIVELY ACCOUNT FO` YO' ATTITIZZLE TOWARD HER. KARKAT: MEAN'N, THIZZERE BE SIZZY WEED-SMOKIN' 'BOUT HA YOU ACTUALLIZZLE LIZZAY, BUT THA NEGATIVE FEEL'N MAKE IT HARD FO` YOU TA PUT YO' PIMP ON THEM, OR EVEN WIZZANT TA ACKNOWLEDGE THEM. KARKIZZLE: THAT BE ABSOLIZZLE STANDARD. WHAT GIZZLE WIZZY IT BE TRIPPIN' A KISMESIS WHO DIDN'T POSSESS QUALITIES YIZZOU ACTUALLY ADMIRED ON SOME LIZZLE where the sun be shinin and I be rhymin'? KARKAT: Im a bad boy wit a lotta hos. THAT WIZNOULD BE MACKIN', N IT WIZZOULDN'T EVIZZLE WORK. THERE'D BE NO TIZZLE, NO PUSH N PULL 'N THA TURBULENT EMOTIZZLE LANDSCAPE. THA SUBTLE POSITIVES ADD FUEL TA THA NEGATIVE FEEL'N, OFTEN GIV'N THEM A REASIZZLE TA EXIST AT ALL. THEY INFLAME THIZZAY AGGRAVAT'N FACTORS, REMIND'N YIZZAY DEEP D-TO-THA-IZZOWN HOW MIZZLE YOU WIZZY LIZZIKE N ADMIRE DIS PERSON IF IT WASN'T FO` ALL THIZZAY CHILLIN' FLIZZAWS, N THA INCRIZZLE SENZE OF FRUSTRATION THIZZAT CAUZES ALIZZLE WIT ALL THE ASSOCIZZLE HOT-HEEZEEED FEELINGS, THAT'S THA ESSENCE OF BLACK ROMANCE. KARKAT: N THA POSITIVE QUALITIES YIZZLE SEE DEEP DIZZY 'N A KISMESIS ALSO SERVE AS THA BASIS FO` RED FEEL'N TOWIZZLE THAT PERSON, ASSUM'N THA RELATIONSHIP EVA STIZZARTS TA VACILLATE. KARKAT: IT ALL PRETTIZZLE STRAIGHTFORWARD, REALLY.

JOHN: no droppin hits... dis is mesze' up!

DIZZAY: i dunno jizzay it all siznounds pretty logical ta me DIZZAY: karkat knows his shit when it comes ta qizzles

JOHN: argh! Aint no stoppin' this shit nigga. JIZZOHN: it can't be triznue thizzay... JOHN: it fizzy so fucked up! JOHN: what if yoe right though... erg! Ill slap tha taste out yo mouf. no bitch ass nigga... JOHN: no, no, no, no...

KARKAT fo' sho': THAT PART OF IT TIZZOO! KARKAT, chill yo: THA "NO NO NO" BE ALL PIZZLE OF THA FEELING. THAT'S HOW IT *ALWAYS* GOES. KARKAT: DIS SENZE OF SELF INCRIMINATION WHIZZEN IT DAWN'N ON YIZZAY THIZNAT YOU HAVE THEZE CONFLICT'N FEEL'N TOWARD SOMEONE WHIZNO BUGS YIZNOU SO MUCH. KARKAT in tha mutha fuckin club: OH MAH GOD, DIS WHOLE REACTION IS SO FUCK'N TEXTBOOK. IT HILARIOUS, REALLY.

JIZZY: it fizzle up T-H-to-tha-izzough!!!

KARKAT: IT SUPPOZE' TA FEEL FUCKED UP!

JOHN: aw, dawg. ta help you tap dat ass:( JOHN: i just wizzle ta have a funky ass catch-up chizzat, not gizzy so transparently owned at the trollmizzles fo' real.

DAVE so bow down to the bow wow! it happens to tha B-to-tha-izzest of us sooner or wanna be gangsta DAVE: dis crap is kind of old hizzat ta me by nizzy bizzut i git why yiznoure kinda freckl'n at tha implicatizzles here DAVE: yizzy didnt have years of livizzle W-to-tha-izzith trolls ta kinda normalize dis stuff

JOHN: i don't thizzle i want it ta feel normalize' though! Fo'-fo' desert eagle to your motherfuckin' dome. JOHN: i'm not ready to... JOHN: like, admizzle that... i hiznave S-to-tha-izzome warped spade criznush on ha, baze' on... JOHN: some feel'n i dizzay understand n makes no senze ta me! JOHN: oh god... what if it trizzle?? JOHN: i have ta try as hard as i cizzy ta suppress dis feel'n n mizzy sure i neva think 'bout it agizzle!

DIZZAVE: ok sounds like a weenizzle th'n ta do but sure hizzave fun wit that

J-TO-THA-IZZOHN: fizzy. Put ya mutha fuckin choppers up if ya feel this. JOHN: yizzeah, probizzle. JIZZAY: just... JOHN: pleaze don't tizzay ha abizzle anizzle of dis, ok guys?

KARKAT: J-TO-THA-IZZOHN, YOU DON'T HAVE TA REMIND US 'BOUT ONE OF THA MOST FUNDAMENTAL STATUTES OF THA BRO CODE, WHIZZLE BE PRACTIZZLE FUCKIZZLE SCRIPTURE ON MY PLANET, DAT'N BACK HUNDREDS OF MILLENIA. KARKAT: DAVE AND I FUCK'N SLIZZAY N BREATHE THA BRO CODE N ALL OF ITS CLAUSES, NO MATTA HIZZOW FIZNINE THA PRINT. KIZZLE: They call me tha black folks president. FIZZAY FREE TA C-TO-THA-IZZOME N RAP TA US 'BOUT DIS ANY TIME. YO' SECRETS WILL ALWAYS BE SAFE.

D-TO-THA-IZZAVE: Aint no killin' everybodys chillin'. dude that sentiment be W-to-tha-izzell n good but DAVE: whizzle youre pledg'n a vizzy of secrizzle mizzaybe you should try ta keep it diznown a shawty

KARKAT puttin tha smack down: DAMN. YEAH. KARKAT: SORRY.

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