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Road Trip Chapter 1Road Trip, Chapter One: In Which Sandwiches are Entirely InedibleRoad Trip Chapter 1 by TheUltamate
This was, as Karkat had been hoping, going to be a safe day. Safe days were often hard to come by because it meant going the entire day without a major federal offense and keeping every other nooksucker in the fucking hive from destroying everything. They had a little sign in the greeting hall that read DAYS SINCE LAST CLUSTERFUCK; the number currently hanging below the sign was 2. Karkat was just about to replace it with 3 for the night when Terezi hurriedly opened the front door and began to briskly walk upstairs. "Neighbor Phil's house is on fire, don't ask, and it's probably considered arson," she told nobody in particular. "Also, his septic system backed up and his backyard is now a swamp, most of his windows are broken, and his fridge is empty. Phil's in Ulan Bator, visiting family, but it's only a matter of time before someone calls 911."
Karkat boggled at her, 3 in
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Karkat returned to find the various equipment stacked haphazardly in the middle of the lane and one less troll in the immediate area. "I have two questions for you idiots: one, why did you put our shit in the middle of goddamn everything, and two: where the hell did Spongebrain Musclehead go?"
Sollux shrugged. "For number one, that wathn't me. For two, he ran off after he dumped the boxeth everywhere. Thaid thomething about 'dealing with these lowbloodth to enthure the highblooded victory'." He looked disinterestedly at a fingernail. "Tho he'th probably trying to thabotage the otherth."
Karkat rubbed his temples. "Fuck. Where's Gamzee?"
Gamzee peeked around a stack of boxes. "What the motherf-"
"Gamzee, you moron, move these fucking things out of the way. There are people trying to get though."
One small car was on the other side of the towers. The octogenarian at the wheel had fallen asleep.
"You motherfucking got it."
The Story of Darth Gol StoierThe Story of Darth Gol Stoier by 0jedi234The Story of Darth Gol Stoier by TheUltamate
CHAPTER ON: JEDI KNIGHT
Gol Stoior was a jedi knight from the Planet Laldon that became a Jedi after the Sith were destroyed but the EMpire was stull there in hiding
Gol went to go find a sith loord named Darth Kaddak on on ansteroed bar in far away from Jedi command in his spaceship which had navigation droid named R7-R. "Good day Master Gol" sad R7R- "Hellow R7 today we kill a suth in hiding"
"whore do we go"
"to the gatava asteroed feild" and they goed there
CHAPTRE TWO: SITH LORD
Gol Stoier got to the asteroid bar and found the sith lord in the back bacause he knew gol was coing for him
"darth Kaddak!" and the whole bar became quieit "I ahve come to killing you!"
but Kaddak didnt move so when Gol Stoier went to him Kaddak attacked! He threw the table with Force and into the wall acrost the room at Gol Stoier but jumped and cuts in in half just and threw a half at Darth Koddak which hit only nearly and wasnt to hut u whole but it was a trick
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My blog is I Hate Everything, which is mostly about me hating everything.
Paramus Catholic is an ambient post-noise band I'm a part of. Listen to and download our first album (for free!) here, like us on Facebook here, and visit the Tumblr we for some reason have here.
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