After going through the cameras, our favorite characters were able to come up with a vague summary of what went down last night.
They went to the casino to celebrate Dave and Terezi's engagement. Apparently Karkat and Gamzee won half a million dollars after getting shit faced drunk. They blew off two-thirds of the winnings on a bunch of random shit like the new golden toilet, a silver statue of a Harpy, and apparently their later to come wedding. That happened after Tavros and John got arrested twice, once for stealing a cop car and the other for setting a house on fire (by accident). Vriska was able to bail them out, only if they participated in the cross-dressing bikini contest that was happening at the bar she owned. Somehow Karkat ended up in the competition along with Dave and Eridan, and there was a picture of Gamzee stealing him from the stage, then they were splashing around in a fountain. Jade got a tattoo of a wolf on her leg. And some other vague stuff happened, some of the pictures were out of focus, blurry or cut off. And then they got married.
"This is the shittiest summary in the history of shitty summaries. This couldn't be any more god damn awful than it already is, even if you covered it in dog shit and set it on fire! There has to be way more that happened within the span of six hours! Considering half of these fucked up shenanigans happened within the span of half an hour!" Karkat ranted.
"Are you all upset that you didn't remember the motherfucking fun we had last night?" Gamzee grinned. "That reminds me, what the hell did you do with the second video? I specifically remember that we fucking found it in my room." Karkat glared at Gamzee. He only smiled and honked in response.
"Whatever! I'll find it on my own by my fucking self!" he shouted just before one of the cellphones went off. It was the red one and its ring tone was the most annoying thing in the universe. Karkat picked it up and answer it "What the fuck?" "Awe, sweet Karkat has my phone, I'm going to come over and pick it up okay?"
"Who is this?"
"Strider, Dave Strider."
"Your ringtone is the stupidest ringtone to ever be pulled out of someone's ass!"
"Whatever dude, see ya in a bit!"
Karkat slams the phone onto the counter. "Who was that?" Gamzee asked. Karkat looked up to reply but stopped short. "What the hell happened to your face!" Gamzee had washed off his face paint earlier in a failed attempt to fix it, when he couldn't find any extra facepaint. Going across his clean face were three diagonal cuts that had already scabbed over. They weren't deep enough to need stitches but it would scar. Gamzee reaches up and feels around his face. His eyes widen and he runs to the bathroom. Karkat wondered how he didn't notice before, then started to feel like a crappy friend for not noticing sooner. He follows Gamzee into the bathroom where he's freaking out about the cuts. He slowly approaches him deciding he should try and calm him down.
= Be Dave Strider
Your name is Dave Strider, and you finally found out where your phone is. You walk up to your friend's apartment building. He lives in apt. 612, that's the sixth floor up and if you took the elevator it's the sixth door to the right. You have no idea why Karkat likes to take the stairs, its six flights for crying out loud. You approach the apartment door which is painted the most neutral of all greys. Another thing you don't get he could of have any color on his door and he chooses grey. You knock on the door a couple times. No answer. Luckily you were able to rig the doorbell last night and forgot about it. So when you ring the doorbell heavy metal starts to randomly play. You here the yelling of 'what the fuck!' on the other side, and when the door finally opens….
Damn you did not see that coming.