MEMO.

[gundamkind]

[ timaeusTestified (TT) opened a memo ]

TT: Hey.
TT: Just checked the mail.
TT: The game's arrived.
TT: Anyone else on yet?

[ timaeusTestified is idle ]
[ timaeusTestified is no longer idle ]

TT: Guess not.
TT: I've ripped the disc and the files are ready for download and installation.
TT: As I've said several thousand times before, we need to do this right. Don't even think about running the program on any of your fucking hands free headgear. I've already explained the harm it can do beaming this shit straight into your skull. Desktop, laptop or nothing.

Comments

[gundamkind]

Hey Karkat.

[crustacean]

HEY MORON.

[gundamkind]

Save some of that energy for the game.

[crustacean]

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
YOUR PINK MONKEY ASS IS GETTING OWNED.

[gundamkind]

Dunno. Your team isn't looking all that strong in comparison.

[crustacean]

AND WHOSE FUCKING FAULT IS THAT?
I'M JUST PLAYING ON EXPERT LEVEL
A TEAM FULL OF INCOMPETENT NOOKWHIFFERS IS PRETTY MUCH WHAT I HAVE TO DEAL WITH ON A NIGHTLY BASIS.
THE AMOUNT OF HOOFBEAST SHIT I CAN PUT UP WITH AT TIHS POINT IS BEYOND YOUR SIMPLE HUMAN COMPREHENSION.
IT'S ASTRONOMICAL AND THROUGH ALL THE PARALLEL UNIVERSES TO THE NTH DEGREE OF FUCK IT ALL.

[rabbunctious]

scuze me
rude

[crustacean]

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU.

[rabbunctious]

can of whoopass
best shut it
if you like your bulge