To Apatra: Bitchass, got no right bein that much of a fuckin snack, a whole goddamn meal, how DARE you.
[Her face turns bright fucking pink.]
#Jordan thats real fuckin gay
@arcane-trolls
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To Apatra: Bitchass, got no right bein that much of a fuckin snack, a whole goddamn meal, how DARE you.
[Her face turns bright fucking pink.]
#Jordan thats real fuckin gay
@arcane-trolls
Humanstuck part 420
Edeuar: So I was zoning out in debate class because Jordan was starting an argument again, and then I vaguely heard-
Apatra: THERE ARE NO FUCKING COMMUNISTS IN ANTARTICA
Edeuar: -And my brain logged the fuck back on.
ARUBAN HELP APATRA IS THREATING TO KILL A MAN
oH,- oH, no- [Aruban takes a deep breath, calming down. Sort of. They sound very nervous.]
H,eyyyy Patra?? wH,y are you trying to kill someone,,, wH,at did H,e do@ask-another-cringey-fantroll
[Apatra’s phone started ringing, caller ID saying it was... Jordan.] ~ask-the-forest-trolls
[She answered it casually.]
#why the fuck am I the first person you call #don’t you have actual friends
@ask-the-forest-trolls
[Apatra got a message on trollian from her sort of unofficial kismesis.] MI: Hey so I 6ot a syrin6e (don’t worry, it’s clean) and three 42 count packages of 6ushers, so should I drink the 6usher liquid from a cup or inject it strai6ht into my bloodstream? Don’t tell Minera she’ll probably make me stop. ~arcane-trolls
CC: #bloodstream duh
CC: #just drinking it will just make you hurl
-cruentatingCabrilla added tortuousArtist to the chat!-
CC: #yo she doin somefin dumb as fuck again
TA: ,,,jordan what thE FUCK,,,
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Apatra 1b
[Once again, Zurlov had gone radio silent, leaving Apatra alone with the knowledge that the king of the arcane black market is the one giving him his orders. What had been happening to Jordan in the time since was anyone’s guess, but it couldn’t be good. Eventually, out of nowhere, Zurlov sent her another video. Dread seeped off it in waves.] ~ask-the-forest-trolls
[She sighed, getting annoyed by this game. She didn’t want to play it anymore.
...after a few minutes of trying to ignore it, she eventually watched the video. Might as well get it over with.]
@ask-the-forest-trolls
[Suddenly, the Unknown number texted Apatra another picture- Jordan, seemingly asleep in a field of flowers, a crown of flowers around his head, more of them around his wrists. With his injuries and the sewing, he looks morbidly beautiful- like a painting. The text comes with a set of coordinates and a message.] Better hurry up, princess.~ The sun will be rising soon. ~ask-the-forest-trolls
[Apatra growled and grabbed her trident. This smelled like a trap, but she was tired of sitting on her ass while this happened. She headed for the coordinates.]
@ask-the-forest-trolls