[The feed turns on to show a snotty little brat with hair meticulously styled and dyed with an obnoxious purple stripe in the middle. To his chagrin, he lacks all the markers that would otherwise make it obvious he's a troll—horns, grey skin, yellow-orange sclera, his fins—in fact, the only trait that stuck was his sharp teeth, which he clicks together before speaking. Giving the feed a long, unnecessary stare down.
At least he kept his piss-baby attitude, but that's more of an experience than something one can so easily see. Probably.]
Greetin's all you lowbrow plebeian animals.
[Charmed, I'm sure.]
So, I think I'm startin' to get the hang of this Fiduspawn wanna be bee-ess—to the surprise a' no one, seein' as I'm fuckin' kickass at ewerythin'.
[He might be popping his scarf like it's some sort of collar. Yes, it looks as stupid as it sounds. And furthermore, he doesn't even seem to realize just how ridiculous he is right now, not that'd he'd even care if he had the self-awareness.
A look to match that horrendous accent, that much is certain.]
But, ewen with my natural ability to be a royal as fuck badass at all things I deign worthy a' my attention, that ain't gonna change the fact that I'm lacking some basic know-how regardin' these little beasts.
[beat]
Not a fault 'a my own, of course, not like I asked to be plucked up after that fuckin' mess back where I came from, only to be hurled downright rudely into this obnoxious—
[he waves his hand in a circular motion, as if he's trying to conjure the word through the gesture]
—shithole.
So, any a' you worth your fuckin' weight in beetles come forth and tell me the not-so-obwious deets—useful shit only. [a finger wag] Any of you thinkin' a wastin' my precious time, fuck the hell off into the cold reaches a paradox space for all I bloody care. Ain't no body—least of all me—got time for that noise.
[He says that like he's mature enough to not take people's bait. In reality and not on planet dumbass, he's as bad as the fish he shares an aquatic persuasion with: he'll take the hook of about anything thrown his direction.
Eridan Ampora ♒ Homestuck
[The feed turns on to show a snotty little brat with hair meticulously styled and dyed with an obnoxious purple stripe in the middle. To his chagrin, he lacks all the markers that would otherwise make it obvious he's a troll—horns, grey skin, yellow-orange sclera, his fins—in fact, the only trait that stuck was his sharp teeth, which he clicks together before speaking. Giving the feed a long, unnecessary stare down.
At least he kept his piss-baby attitude, but that's more of an experience than something one can so easily see. Probably.]
Greetin's all you lowbrow plebeian animals.
[Charmed, I'm sure.]
So, I think I'm startin' to get the hang of this Fiduspawn wanna be bee-ess—to the surprise a' no one, seein' as I'm fuckin' kickass at ewerythin'.
[He might be popping his scarf like it's some sort of collar. Yes, it looks as stupid as it sounds. And furthermore, he doesn't even seem to realize just how ridiculous he is right now, not that'd he'd even care if he had the self-awareness.
A look to match that horrendous accent, that much is certain.]
But, ewen with my natural ability to be a royal as fuck badass at all things I deign worthy a' my attention, that ain't gonna change the fact that I'm lacking some basic know-how regardin' these little beasts.
[beat]
Not a fault 'a my own, of course, not like I asked to be plucked up after that fuckin' mess back where I came from, only to be hurled downright rudely into this obnoxious—
[he waves his hand in a circular motion, as if he's trying to conjure the word through the gesture]
—shithole.
So, any a' you worth your fuckin' weight in beetles come forth and tell me the not-so-obwious deets—useful shit only. [a finger wag] Any of you thinkin' a wastin' my precious time, fuck the hell off into the cold reaches a paradox space for all I bloody care. Ain't no body—least of all me—got time for that noise.
[He says that like he's mature enough to not take people's bait. In reality and not on planet dumbass, he's as bad as the fish he shares an aquatic persuasion with: he'll take the hook of about anything thrown his direction.
Happy fishing!]