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CG: SO THIS IS THE FIRST VIDEO POST OF THE BUNCH.

So, ummmmmm.

[ Cue a teenage boy addressing the network! Well, he's sort of like a teenage boy, if teenage boys were grey and had sharp nails and tiny candy corn horns. There are bags under his eyes like he hasn't slept in about, uh, a decade, and he rubs at one of them in irritation, his lips peeling back into a bit of a snarl. ]

What gives? Exactly? I sign up for one thing and get a-fucking-nother? What the everloving turd is up with that? Oh, hey, guys, Karkat's showed up, let's all change the rules and move everything around and really confuse everyone and shit! Haha! Thank you and fuck you very kindly!

[ He pauses a beat, face still screwed up into something irritated - 'tch', he punctuates everything with a glance off to the side and seems to be thinking hard about something. ]

I'm going to look for apple juice. Because I know some asshole and he never shuts the actual bleeding fuck up about apple juice. If I can find anything on this thing!!

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Oh, just my goddamn luck. Let's rain an entire army of shitcakes down upon the new Karkat, way to go, guys!

[ He's never heard of gin before and it reads in his expression, a careful beat of pause before he answers slowly. ] O- kayyyy, is that similar?

Not a lot, no, but you might like it. Mindfang liked the lemon-flavoured while she were 'ere - dunno if that might be a species thing or just 'er, though.

You've got a flair for turn of phrase and all, I loved that about 'er.

[ He snorts a little at the compliment, scratching at the side of his head. ] I know, my think pan to seed flap tubing is rife with vocabularical prowess.

[ But there's a name in there that's catching his attention, and not in the way that it's supposed to. Quite frankly, he doesn't give a shit about any of this historical, ancestor-y nonsense and doesn't know a thing about the true meaning behind the name. But he still recognizes it very well, and his eyes widen a tick. ] Whoa. Hold the fuck on one second, you're telling me the spiderbitch was here?

[Iris doesn't know enough about their species history to have expected any particular reaction; she was just counting on there being one, and she's not disappointed.]

She weren't 'ere for long. Ships that passed in the night, if you'll forgive me a bit of a cliché.

[She sighs, wistful and a little tender.]

...We 'it it off pretty well, her an' me.

Oh, because of her- [ He waves a hand, vaguely. ] Pirate. [ Was she keeping that up here? ]

[ Apparently the ship has some kind of resurrection function. Not surprising, with its caliber of guests. Karkat looks mildly surprised by the latter comment. ]

You two? Really? I didn't think she got along with anyone.

[Iris' voice is wistfully soft.]

Maybe, but I get on with anyone I bloody well want to, sweetheart. I'd've liked 'er even without the pirate business; that were just the olive in the Martini. I 'ope she keeps in touch.

[She grins.]

And you actually know 'er, 'ow brilliant is that? It's normally in the top ten stupid questions, isn't it? 'Cause of course everyone from one planet knows every bugger else. Funny 'ow often they do, though.

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