Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28920015-20170520205018/@comment-27661770-20170521011100

And in came the being from the Omodo Bank.

Upon landing, Conviction- the thinner sword- staking into the ground, they looked up and pulled their sword out of the dirt. Upon seeing the gun...

"Great. Did Omodo make portals to send me here to get distracted? Omodo better not have made portals to send me here to get distracted. Because if he made portals to send me here to get distracted... I'm ripping his fucking head off. Put me in jail, Omodo. Make my life hell, Omodo! BE A GREEDY BASTARD, OMODO! EXPECT ME TO DIE, OMODO!! SURE! YEAH! I'M NOT MAD AT ALL! I DON'T WANT TO KILL YOU AND GO HOME AND SEE THE WORLD AGAIN! NO, NOT ME! I DON'T WANNA BE NORMAL! HOO HOO, WEIRD OLD FUCKING CRAZY ME, PERFECTLY HAPPY BEING A GODDAMN FREAK!"

At this point, most of my characters present were coming out to watch the rant. Dave was consistently elbowing Karkat.