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Friday 01 November 2013
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turntechGodhead [TG] joined chat.
arachnidsGrip [AG] joined chat.
AG: Hey!
TG: sup vriska
AG: not much, yourself?
TG: about the same yknow just chillin
AG: Yeah ::::)
TG: how you been
AG: Got any sweet/wack raps for me?
TG: i actually havent written in awhile
AG: Oh........ You need ti get your head back in the game man.
AG: I can't die right without hearing your raps.
TG: youre telling me haha its been too long
AG: If you don't star rapping I will flip that table.
TG: well what about you
TG: you got any ill rhythms
AG: *Points to le table*
AG: I'm not a rapper. i'm a murderer ::::)
TG: well
TG: im both
AG: You have 8 seconds. I'm ginna count down before I flip the table.
TG: alright alright
TG: one second
AG: Now!
AG: (°□°）
AG: (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻
TG: i got some for ya anyway
AG: Go now!
TG: Under the road the gravel screams
TG: Of heavy cars. It wants the wings
TG: Of birds that tear across the sky
TG: Like open letters in the fire.
TG: It reads, “I’m burning up for you
TG: but know my heart is heavy too.”
TG: I left you underneath the glass.
TG: The wood can testify to that.
TG: Don’t believe me? That’s okay.
TG: I’m always lying anyway.
TG: You taste like snow and summer heat
TG: and everything between the sheets.
TG: I don’t think that I’ll need that map
TG: I know my way around your sea.
TG: Paper doesn’t work in water anyway
AG: *Starts clapping*
AG: That was amazing. I have the feels!!!!!!!!
TG: thanks yo
AG: I can feel diluted co8alt tears fall from my face.
TG: i have that effect on people
AG: You are amazing! 8ut not as amazing as me
TG: i mean come on thats pretty obvious
AG: You're like my wingman
TG: i feel privileged
AG: You have every right to!!!!!!!!
TG: youre pretty much a god
AG: Duh! I am the Thief of Light!
TG: youre like fucking prometheus up in this bitch
TG: stealing fire from the gods
AG: Damn right!!!!!!!!
TG: bam
TG: goddess
AG: What a8out you? You are like the God of Rap!
TG: i get that a lot
AG: ::::) You know what. A mere mortal like me doesn't deserve to 8e in the same room as you.
AG: I'm going *walks away, 8owing for Dave*
TG: yeah you gotta watch out
TG: my godly wrath might afflict you in unforeseen ways
arachnidsGrip [AG] disconnected.