Well here's part six and you're a wwizard Amporas! Plus some rad trolls.
Chapter 6: You are a WWizard Eridan…and Cronus
Uhhhhh…what the fuck just happen? At first, we were at our prize door and then this Glub forsaken, bright ass light blinded us after that. Now, we're in this weird ass place with my Gog forbid, fucking Dancestor.
Its very fucking un-funny you know, just remembering of how much we try to both flirt with each other and how we felt so fucking disgusted after our so called date. At least he has some dignity and giving me more insight to myself of how I'm a desperate nut fuck just like him.
Now we both realized to ourselves of how fucking stupid it is on hooking on a relationship that no one wants, realizing how much of a fucking losers we really are. Thinking about it, I think we're now less-prone on doing something retarded when it comes to desperation and dealing with low-fucking self-esteem. Just remembering of how desperate I am back at the-...
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...yeah, let's not go back there betwween me and Kanaya...
Let me repeat myself, I felt utterly disgusted on dating my own Dancestor anyways. Period. Fortunately, we inevitable became pale mates of our own realization of how stupid we really are.
before I get into troll romance exposition bullshit. Right now, we're in this weird ass place that has steel, electronics, and lava substance on the ground that seems to be everywhere here with obnoxious blinky lights n' shit that's hurting my eyes. This place sucks big time.
Also, this place is so fucking hot as hell here and I'm a proud sea dweller for fuck sakes. Fish can't survive in hot places you know.
"Oh glubbing fuck Cronus. Wwhere the heck are wwe anywways?" Telling my Dancestor of this bullshit we're in. He agreed with me.
"Darn straight you are Eridan. Don't knowv either. This pretty much 8oring as hell-and wvhere are vwe supposed to go?" How the glub should I know?! The place is a gog forsaken labyrinth as-
"Do my eyes deceive me?" Wait…who the glub just said that?
"Yes! The prophecy came true of the true w-wizards stew upon us!" Finding of who the fuck keeps saying that, I turn behind me to see a crowd of…oh fuck me sidewways.
Seeing a group of strange, short creatures that are dressed like fictional wizards. Wearing the stereotypical wizard hats, weird robes, and their stubby hands glowing like they're magical something-which all of us agree that is not real. They begin to chant gibberishly and somehow know our Glub forsaken names!
"You are a w-wizard Eridan! Including you Cronus W-weasel!" Seriously, how the fucking Jegus do they know our names!
Also to clarify these douches, magic doesn't exist you fuck nuts! End-of-SENTENCE!
"Go fuck yourself you pansy ass fan-fictional magic wwhores. Magic doesn't exist and you knoww it. Wwe aren't wwizards for crying out loud!" Then this grubbing shit happened!
"You are a wwizard! You are a wwizard! You are the troll grub wwho lived!" JEGUS FUCKING CHRIST! Now all of them are noww fucking surrounding us and tackling us to the ground as they fucking believe wwe are fictional wwizards!
Noww I knoww wwhy Karkat feels like this way.
"I AM NOT YOUR GRUBBING STUPID HUMAN FICTION HARRY POTTER BULLSHIT YOU FAKE WWIZARD PRICKS! LEAVE US ALONE" Wwhen I said that, all these so called goofy wwizard abominations somehoww multiplied-and they noww fucking dog piling us!
"YOU ARE NOT A WWIZARD! YOU ARE A TRUE WWIZARD ERIDAN!" Let me repeat myself…
"WWE ARE NOT YOUR COD DAMN WWIZARDS YOU PIECE OF NOOK SHIT!"
[Meanwhile]
"Com3 on M1tun4! Do 4 r4d tr1ck for m3! You c4n do 1t dud3!" Encouraging my flush Matesprit to do a rad trick for me on the rails of this weird place we're in. This pl4c3 looks so r4d. W3 c4n't r3s1st th3 urg3 to do some m4d tr1cks here!
Seeing Mituna grinding through the rails like a pro, and did a wicked 360 spin in the air like a MLG level bro. He was doing fine and dandy, doing some r4d stunts in the air until…
"SWWEET FUCKING LOWWLIFE DAVID RADCLIFFE DICK! GET AWVY! AUGHHHHHHHHHHH!" That happened…
Hearing the familiar desperate fish trolls that echoed throughout this strange place, Mituna lost his concentration and fell flat on the ground. Luckily, he's wearing his lucky Helmsman helmet to avoid further brain damage.
Mituna then later gets up from the ground and starting to have a mental spasm from hearing those two.
"1 H34R F15H R4P1575 N34R M3! N0! FUCK 1 7R1P!" Then…he starts to spas out on the ground. Especially from hearing Cronus' voice, he begins to spas out some more.
Oh Mituna, you he need to control yourself and be more rad of 4 troll dud3 your are. Even you hear the sexual harassing fishes near you, you can still do it. Besides you can do it even you have a disability! Have d3t3rm1n4t1on!
Looks like he needs a hand to calm his mental spasm down. Yet, I wonder where his Dancestor is at anyways? Probably doing his n3rdy computer stuff unlike Mituna here.
Looks like the wizards are true and the rad trolls doing cool stunts…now, where's Sollux and Dirk?
Also guest in the comment, I'm not a Karkat.