Thirteenth 8ight8all [Video]

[8etterl8]

[Vriska's lounging in a tree branch today, grinning a toothy grin.]

So am I really the only one who enjoyed all this chaos!? What wasn't fucking awesome about all of this? Beating the crap out of all those Team Rocket goons, standing against the elements! [She laughs] This is the first reeeeeeeeeal challenge this place has actually thrown our way. And who bested this challenge? Me of course!

Give me storms, give me rockets whatevers, give me darkness, give me explosions, I'll take it all on! Give me--Mmpghlshsfhls

[From above a purple slimy mess falls on top of her, happily. It's a Grimer, who has taken quite a shine to her, after she trampled it in a battle. It's been following her ever since.]

Get off you stupid fucking slimebeast!

[After a moment of wrestling with the Grimer she manages to displace it.] Ugh. [She shuts off the gear in a huff.]

Comments

[enjoymyatelier]

[...Grimer......]

You probably are, for precisely that reason. Those Pokemon were disgusting.

[8etterl8]

[Well she's not going to argue with you there, considering she just got slimed on.]

Oh please, I can handle a few disgusting Pokébeasts. If they'll leave me alone

[She's looking at you Grimer.]

Sometimes you have to get dirty to win.

[enjoymyatelier]

No, you don't. That is never necessary.

[when you get all MAKE THEM PAY you just have your mercury blob do it! :T]

[8etterl8]

[Well, what's the fun in that?]

The dirtier you get, the easier it is to win. [You know, like cheating. That's dirty, right?] One just has to be wiiiiiiiilling to take the risks. But then again, most can't hack it like I can.

[Tooot, toooooot. Hear that. That's the sound of her own horn.]

[enjoymyatelier]

[mercury blobs are fun as hell okay you shut your mouth about volumens hydrarglebargle

ALSO EXCUSE ME MISS BUT YOUR HORN IS SOMEWHAT OUT OF TUNE]

It's easier, yes, but the only sorts of people who resort to that sort of thing are weaklings without an ounce of nobility to their name.

[8etterl8]

[WHOA WHOA WHOA! Them's fightin' words Mister.]

Excuuuuuuuuse me, did you just call me weak! Weak!? I am not weak! I'm the strongest troll alive! I'm godtier! And high blood on top of that! Weaklings kneel before me!

[enjoymyatelier]

[in which kayneth gets in a fight with a thirteen year old girl]

I really have no clue what two thirds of that was, but I'm going to presume it has no actual meaning here. As for your third point--if you are truly of noble blood, then perhaps you should consider acting like it.

[8etterl8]

[Good job. Not that she doesn't pick fights all the time]

Maybe you should open your audioholes a little and listen. My blood is of high nobility. I act in a manner befitting my station. Which preeeeeeeeety much means that all those below me are weak weakling idiots for me to play with.

[enjoymyatelier]

Yet you still claim that you cheat in order to win, which shouldn't be necessary when dealing with your everyday rabble.

[8etterl8]

Well sure. Everyday rabble is easy enough, but shortcuts are fun! What's it matter how you do it, as long as you win in the end.

[enjoymyatelier]

It matters because it effectively puts you on the level of those who you're dealing with rather than making you look superior in any way.

[8etterl8]

What matters is that I win. Plain and simple. [No convincing her otherwise really.]

[enjoymyatelier]

Keep on deluding yourself, then.

[8etterl8]

You're the deluded one here!

[enjoymyatelier]

Perhaps you ought to wait a few years before you want a statement like that to be taken seriously.