video & action;

[ohmycod]

[ You see one MEENAH PEIXES performing the ever so rare Troll act of USING VIDEO COMMUNICATION. Of course the video starts with her holding the phone at an odd angle to show herself while making a fish face. OF COURSE. She looks pretty pleased with herself, ignoring the fact she is almost perpetually pleased with herself. ]

Sup, N.M? Got somefin to show you, so you all betta be sitting your basses down tight for this. Got me? Sit down! That's the last warnin' you're gonna get and I'm not in any way liable for any casualties resulting from the upcoming awesome.

[ She flips the video around and a red-and-white themed building comes into view. The building appears to be in perfect, clean condition. The large windows in the front seemed to have a range of baked goods behind them and the the logo right above the door was impossible to miss. ]

Now that I've blown your thinkpans, go ahead and get off the floor, put your pants back on, and get out your cash. B.C. is open for business.

...And on a related note, anymoby want a job at a bakery? Qualifications must include not sucking and listening to me.

private to roxy
TO: Roxy
SUBJ: aboat goin crazy and evil and breakin your arm and tossin you off a building

sorry

private to vriska
TO: Vriska
SUBJ: sup????????

uh hey serket
just wanted to like
uh yknow
apologize for makin birds shit on you

Comments

[hypertoxic]

I hope you choke on your baked goods.

[callbacks]

Where 'baked goods' is also not a euphemism.

[ohmycod]

Strider, you go and make 'baked goods' into a running gag for a euphemism and I will fork you so hard all the Striders will feel it.

[callbacks]

Please be the killing kind of forking and not the sexy kind of forking, please be the killing kind of forking and not the sexy kind of forking, please be the killing kind of forking and not the sexy kind of forking, please be the killing kind of forking and not the sexy kind of forking.

[ohmycod]

AAAAH! KILLING KIND, KILLING KIND, KILLING KIND!

[callbacks]

Oh thank zzzz.

[ohmycod]

Uh. Okaaay. Just go right to--

[ohmycod]

Oh, wait. Thank you, Serket. Coddamn.

[hypertoxic]

No problem.

[ohmycod]

Ok, so, since we're spending one second right here not chewin' each other's heads off, wanna come see my shop? I was gonna ask before.

Things.

Happened.

[hypertoxic]

... sure. Why not.

[ohmycod]

...Hehe! You betta hurry up. I got somefin here you might want, but take too long and I might just take it myshellf.

[hypertoxic]

Fine, fiiiiiiiine. Hold onto your bass, I'll be right there.

[ohmycod]

I'll hold onto my bass for eight seconds. That's all you get.

[hypertoxic]

[ Whatever!!!!!!!!

Vriska shows up a short while later anyway, as requested. ]

[ohmycod]

[ Meenah is waiting outside her shop, continuing to bask in its glory. ]

Aww, carp, eight seconds on the dot. Just what I'd expect from a Serket.

[ She did not actually time Vriska. She is just being weird. ]

Hey, shut up and come inside.

[ AND SHE GOES IN REGARDLESS OF WHETHER OR NOT VRISKA SAYS ANYTHING UPON ARRIVAL OR WHILE MEENAH IS GLUBBING. ]

1/2

[hypertoxic]

[hypertoxic]

Nighty night, asshole!

[ KNOCKS HIM THE FUCK OUT. BLESS U, TELEKINETIC POWERS. ]