Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28920015-20170315012550/@comment-27661770-20170316233939

Karkat lifted the body, and cried tears of a man who had lost hope into it.

Equius stayed silent. ...was there a purpose to this? He knew that, deep down, Vriska was porbably actually evil...

But perhaps she saw something. A way to forge a hopeful future.

All part of a plan, he hoped. Vriska had always been the planmaster, with all the irons in the fire. A weaver of delicate webs.

In truth, nobody could ever know what the webs looked like until the flies got stuck on them.