:33 < oooh yes id love to have a tea party sometime!!
:33 < and 333333 you like cats that much too?
:33 < this would be the best most purrfect tea party!
:33 < its great m33ting you too!
:33 < i heard about a tea party one time, and a few times equius came back from the bubbles with this amewsed expurression on his face saying he ran past you and eridan dressed like a horse!!
X33 < hes gotten so silly lately and if you have anything to do with that then youre defurnitely someone id like to hang out with
:33 < i dont think equius is capable of smack talking so youre safe there, h33h33
:33 < you already mew my name but i f33l like i should introduce myself anyways
:33 < im nepeta leijon and stuff! i like tea, and cats, and roleplaying, and roleplaying as cats, and shipping, and doodling sometimes
:33 < youre welcome!!
:33 < youre roxy, right? ampurra talked about you a bunch of times (and even equius once or twice :00) and i couldnt help but be a little purrious
:33 < and if youre refurencing the eridan that likes eggs a lot for some reason then yep! im from there
It seems trying to fix the machine hasn't quite gone to plan?
If you are still free... i do think help now would be most appreciated.
This is quite the kerfuffl...
*The ******** was that? A cat? A ghost? Both? Why the hell is it pink?
Whatever. Whoever this dickwad was, they were hellbent on being a nuisance. That shade of pink was just blinding. He grumbled, going through his usual routine of getting the IP address (admittedly more difficult than usual, with two billion ******** firewalls and a proxy that was, also admittedly.....
............ halfway decent.
YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHH.)
Snickering at his hilarious joke, he looked into the IP address and- Bam. The screen of their desktop was replaced by a lovely red and blue gemini symbol. Before he went on with totally mauling their ******** computer, he opened Notepad and typed: "okay, who the actual ******** ii2 thii2 before ii totally maul your ******** computer. ii'll cut the trollolol bull2hiit 2iince ii know you aren't two bad." From here, he could very easily track their IP address but it sort of took the fun out of it. Damn, he hoped they weren't better than him. That'd suck.
*Sollux Captor yawned and plopped down in his computer chair, sliding a plate across his desk. Ew. How old was that? Slide it just. A bit. Fur-
What is that. Porn? No, he would never name something so blatantly. He didn't even need porn anymore. Maybe it was someone from the forums trying to show him up again. Probably some command prompt bullshit. It happened often enough, and he would always identify the asswipe and put them on forum blast. Might as well humour them.
He smirked, clicking it- Well that's rude. Geek? What a hypocrite. This certainly was no child's play, though, no. He'd have to track the IP address. Who the hell even was this.*
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