#pchoooooo

[fates-theysband]

qsb would actually be ideal. i bet i could prank someone pretty bad

[fairy-space]

pchoooooo

[seven-oh-four]

omg both Loop and the Change God say "pchoooooo" when they do mystical powers. loop says it when they remove your ability to stab yourself and the Change God says it when they beam you into their plane omg hahahahaha

[meowcatmutie]

pchoooooo!

[erismourn]

Thank you everyone for enabling me. I'm making a prettyboy.

can you have 2 bg3 playthroughs going concurrently. theoretically yeah right because you can just load the saves?

[fefairys]

favorite images from this chapter

psy full on gawking at conner.

ermmmmm....

my beautiful angel cow

pouty psy, dissociation station jett, and gleefully oblivious conner <3

PCHOOOOOO and gay little jett

cunty

conners outfit is so good everyone applaud for sebastian designing this

[gmanwhore]

HH: Listen to me okay? # We are gonna do this the right way

HS: Sounds boring ngl

PP: #x FIRE THE BACKPACK ROCKET

HS: FUCK YEAH PCHOOOOOO

YES REALLY

[pesterloglog]

Dave Strider, John Egbert

Act 4, page 1646-1649

-- turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering ectoBiologist [EB] --

TG: ok im in

EB: in where?

TG: the medium

EB: oh, already?

TG: what do you mean already shit took 4 goddamn hours

EB: huh, i guess time flew by while i was doing other stuff.

EB: how did it go?

EB: with you and jade i guess?

TG: i dont want to talk about it

TG: imagine the worst day of my life

TG: just stood up and clinked a glass like it was about to give a speech

TG: then took a shit in my dinner and passed out with its pants down

EB: ew dog! ewwww!

TG: yeah

EB: so nasty! gross dude!!!

TG: stfu

TG: what are you doing

EB: i'm in a rocket pack and i am about to blast off into space.

TG: ok

EB: it should be sweet.

TG: i need some advice

TG: my kernelsprite which was this brainless feathery asshole with a sword in it

TG: turned into this bigger like ghostly feathery asshole

TG: with a sword in it

TG: it seems to want me to prototype it again

TG: not sure what to do

EB: hmm...

EB: have you asked rose?

TG: shes asleep for some reason

EB: wow, really?

TG: yeah i saw her there

TG: all tuckered out

TG: like she got smacked in the face with a pillow case full of the snooze wizards beard dander

TG: cause obviously its fuckin prime time for swiping some shuteye about now

TG: like a few hours into her magic stupid quest

TG: anyway what do you think

EB: i don't really know, i mean...

EB: it's supposed to be like your ghostly spirit guide or something.

EB: unless you have the remains of a wise old dead grandparent lying around, i'm not sure what to tell you!

TG: ok fine but

TG: it seems to be suggesting something here

TG: and

TG: i guess im kinda weirded out by its suggestion

EB: i don't know, just do what it says!

EB: it knows stuff about the game, so it probably knows better than i do...

EB: i gotta go!

EB: gonna blast off to the seventh gate.

EB: and, uh, win this game i guess.

TG: ok well it definitely sounds like youre fucking something up over there

TG: but alright later

EB: later.

TG: WAIT

EB: what?

TG: dont go yet

TG: somethings up

EB: ugh...

TG: ok its me from the future

EB: huh?

TG: its me

TG: i just appeared

TG: from the future

TG: wearing a rad suit

TG: he says dont go

TG: or youre gonna die

EB: pfffff.

EB: lame.

EB: what kind of gullible stooge do you think i am?

TG: he says i dunno gullible enough to trust a leetspeaking troll who wants you dead and strap on a rocket pack cause she said to

EB: this is like some terrible april fools prank.

EB: but 13 days too late.

EB: remember, you are talking to the pranking MASTER.

TG: ok that was probably the dumbest thing you ever said just now

EB: if future you is real, then why don't you let me talk to him.

TG: do you hear what youre saying oh my god

TG: this guy is me if i get him to talk to you youre just talking to me again jesus it proves nothing

EB: hold on, someone else is bugging me.

-- turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering ectoBiologist [EB] --

TG: john stop being a tool and unbuckle yourself from that piece of shit

TG: if our friendship means anything youll listen to me and past dave

TG: this is future dave by the way

EB: hahaha!

EB: wow, you're really pulling out all the stops for this stunt!

EB: using your phone and computer at the same time to message me.

EB: you're kind of going through a lot of trouble actually, i don't know why you're bothering with this.

TG: yeah exactly why would i bother

TG: this sort of cornball horseshit is your cup of tea not mine

TG: dont make me track you down through time and stop you in person

EB: you can't track down through time WHAT YOU CAN'T CATCH!

EB: pchoooooo!

TG: oh god did you just blast off

EB: no...

EB: but that would have been sweet if i did just then.

TG: ok well just dont ok

TG: im turning this timeline over to past dave

TG: and helping you all stay alive and do this thing the right way this time

TG: just stay on the goddamn ground for fucks sake

EB: ok, i guess...

[amotherfuckingtemp]

*It crumbles into nothingness easily.*

HEY!

*The green motherfucker tries to lower himself, but then once again, the fishing lure gives out and he hits the ground with not a smack but a-- a squeaky toy noise!? Ok, whatever, fuck this.*

You can't just do that! It's, uh, sophisticated!

You still have to handle our guard dog! Who could eat you! Or EXPLODE!

Get him, Eleven!

*...No response. The door creaks open. A dog frozen in time with a bomb strapped to it floats through the air, only its eyes moving as it rotates. Pchoooooo.*

Uh oh

Whoopsie daisy

*There are noises coming from behind a weirdly normal, wooden door down here.*

i am not flexible enough for this

…

(He takes a deep breath, and tries the door.)

[e-vultures]

[kandayuu]

hey guys go follow my friend @clusband they r cute and write good fic and deserve some love :U

[moonpaw]

fwoosh it’s the windy cat

[payasita]

update

i.m doing more im sorry

[rivissalty]

hey howdy hey

hey party people, guess who isn’t dead. 

it’s me. also, wow after several months of radio silence only two chats ended on me. 

in other news I’m rereading HS and also downloaded Pesterchum to give me some sick 2011 nostalgia 

[unicromx8]

unsurpent replied to your post: ask-smokescreen replied to your post: ...

denial isnt just a river in egypt

    I BELIEVE THE PARASITES CALL THAT RIVER THE ‘NILE,’ RATHER THAN ‘DENIAL.’ 

[ukeearts]

don’t run with scissors kids!

edit: fixed the blending!