anarqrists not-so-anonymous: redux

[rebells]

Who: Salty Anarqrists Club (Jay's invites + anyone those people decide to invite)
Where: DRAGON HOUSING (on the first floor of the coven's apartment complex in Shehui)
When: Day 148, evening
Open/Closed: ICly closed! potential gatecrashers should PM rebells.

[The process will be familiar to some of you and new to others: some time over the past week, Jay or someone else would have quietly approached you in person and let you know about a meeting that was taking place tonight, hopefully away from the watchful gaze of Brie, Genette, and Qri.

Jay will greet you by the door. It might be a tight fit in the Geir-and-Vern apartment (if indeed it can be considered an apartment), depending on how many people show up. Take a seat on the ground next to the dragon--or on the dragon, if he'll let you--and wait for the meeting to come to order.]

Comments

[rootandbranch]

Yeah, but I know other people from your world! And I could hypothetically know you. Sooo it's relevant to my point. I'd also have to already know you to hate you so much that I wanted you to be dead and homeless!

Anyway, I like you so far. The being rude thing was really efficient 'cause I know you're annoyed with me and/or the topic now. Do you want to still be talking about it? We didn't figure that one out yet.

[enjoy... that commentary...]

[alienates]

[ holy fucking shit ]

Is this how you always talk? Is this, on a typical day, the usual fashion that words come out of your babble hole?

[rootandbranch]

I dunno, probably? I'm not trying to say anything different.

I've never said "and/or" before, but I was just saying that because you did. Is that a thing?

[alienates]

It's a thing. But also you just keep going on and on in this very long-winded type of way and, doesn't that exhaust you? Do you have to take drinks of water to sustain yourself after each syllable?

[ KARKAT.... ISN'T ONE TO TALK....]

[rootandbranch]

Nah, my throat is fine! I just wanted to be sure I explained.

[helpfully:]

Since you were confused.

Why are you annoyed, anyway?

[alienates]

I don't understand the question.

[rootandbranch]

We're talking about this because you wanted to be rude and let me know you were annoyed. Why are you annoyed?

[alienates]

I have quite literally been annoyed since I first ended up in this corner of the fuckniverse. I am literally surprised that you can wake up every day here and not by overwashed by a sense of irrational fury at this whole situation.

[rootandbranch]

You just said you were letting me know you were mad at me and me saying it made a difference where you ended up-- argh.

[Karkat is contradicting himself a lot, his answers taking the conversation inevitably away from the point of whatever he's been asked about. Geir can't tell if it's that he's deliberately trying to avoid topics, or if he's just that bad at getting to the point. he may need to revise his initial, favorable impression of attempted clarity...]

Never mind. No, I'm not very mad about Qri.

[alienates]

[ welcome to attempting to have any long conversation with karkat, where it's just him ranting about nonsense and ignoring when people point out the nonsense. ]

If you're not mad about Qri then what the hell do you get mad about?

[rootandbranch]

Somebody hurting someone I like!

But there isn't anything I want to be doing back in Midgard right now, so it's not like I wake up bothered about it every day.

[alienates]

What the hell is a Midgard?

[ that's what he decided to focus on. ]

[rootandbranch]

The world I was on before Qri got me.

[you could probably have figured that out from context, his tone says. there have been enough baffling swings that Geir starts wondering: why is Karkat focusing the conversation this way...? does he have some purpose for it?]

[alienates]

[ poor... poor geir. ]

First of all, fuck off, the name sounded so stupid that I had to check to make sure because, surely, no one would name a planet that?

[rootandbranch]

Oh. Okay.

I guess someone did?

[he's so adrift in this interaction.]

[alienates]

Yes and they had terrible taste. No wonder Qri took you from there. She was probably doing you a favor.

[rootandbranch]

[...he thinks the name is fine, but that's beside the point, probably... getting drawn into an argument about naming taste probably won't advance this interaction forward. Geir makes a heroic effort to return the conversation to the original sub-point, already lost in the realm of several comments ago.]

She didn't do me a favor, but I don't mind being here. That's why I'm not mad.

[he's given up on tact. he can barely do tact even when he can follow what the other person is talking about. and by this time mortality has been discussed in the other ambient room conversations, at least a little, so...]

If you were dead, isn't that more of a favor?

[alienates]

[ he narrows his eyes a little at the question. it's hard to tell if karkat is annoyed that geir asked about the dead thing or not. maybe he's sensitive? ]

It's not a favor if I didn't ask for it, so no. It's not.

[ no he was just annoyed at the favor thing. ]

[rootandbranch]

...hey...

[A REVELATION. A REVELATION HAS TAKEN PLACE.]

I think I'm starting to get it. You're just really contrary, aren't you?

[alienates]

What in the world gave you that idea.

[ that's a confirmation, yes. ]

[rootandbranch]

[he's answering honestly:]

Every time I said something you found some way to argue with it, so it makes sense if you're just looking!

[alienates]

No, that just means that everything you've been saying is wrong!

[ karkat says, arguing. ]

[rootandbranch]

[Geir's eyes are beginning to sparkle. he's getting the hang of this, and he does so like to feel like he understands what's happening.]

You're right. Everything I said is wrong.

[alienates]

Exactly! I'm glad that you are finally beginning to understand what's going on here, it was fucking tiring having to explain it to you constantly.

[rootandbranch]

Ehehehe... you're agreeing with me now. Okay, Contrary One. What's your name, anyway?