:D
Yes
I could use some 💪 luck
I summon the Luck O' The Irish to screw tesla over
Abolish Tesla.
Tavros: Today, I stopped being real. No one's gonna listen to a boy genius, or a philosopher, or a traveler.
Tavros: All the things I've been? Who ever really gave a shit?
Tavros: People like listening to characters; characters are safe because they're not real. So today, I become a character
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Tavros: *Puts a cigarette in his mouth* I meet new people, and it's always the same.
Tavros: "Tell us about your childhood." *Strikes a match and inhales*
Tavros: I was born in a vat, and emerged at age 12 looking like this.
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Tavros: I once new about a neighbor who took too much acid. He saw the white light... *Takes a drag from his cigarette*
Tavros: Then he hacked off his own genitals for Jesus
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Tavros: My grandfather had died, and my mother was trying to explain it to me.
Tavros: "Grandpa isn't coming back?" I asked. "No..." She said. "Not ever again..."
Tavros: *Scoffs* I remember looking at her and saying: "Hold on just a fucking minute. You mean to tell me you went through all the trouble of conceiving me, giving birth to me, feeding and clothing me, and I get hurt, disappointments crush my heart every day, and I can't do half the things I want to, and sometimes I just want to SCREAM! And all I have to look forward to is my body breaking down. And something flipping the switch in my brain."
Tavros: I wasn't having any of that. *Steps on his cigarette* It wasn't fair...
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Meenah: *Knocks on Tavros' door* Hey, you in there?
The door slowly opens, and a cloud of smoke pours out. Tavros emerges from within, his face is the only thing visible under a Mexican tiger blanket. His gaze is distant, even though they're standing almost in front of each other, and he has a dopey smile on his face.
Meenah: Uhh... everyone's downstairs. Do you wanna come for a drink?
Tavros: Nahhh... I'm writing... I'm having breakthroughs...
The door slowly, and gently closes. Tavros' hand wasn't near the door.
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Tavros: *Talking to Rose* It just comes down to a very simple equation, to me at least.
Tavros: Life plus significance, equals magic.
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Tavros: Alright! I'm drunk, and in about half an hour I'm going to come up on drugs.
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Tavros: *To Nepeta* It's okay to mess up. When you do, you find new ways to do things.
Tavros: And, nobody sees the world like you do. So let's see what you see
Yes
Tavros: *7 years old* She's my friend
Nepeta: *Clinging to him with a smile*
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*Tavros and Nepeta cuddling on a couch*
Tavros: *13 years old* We're not dating!
Nepeta: Why does everyone keep thinking that?
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Karkat: *16 years old* HEY LOVEBIRDS, RISE AND FUCKING SHI- *Opens Tavros' room door and freezes*
*Tavros and Nepeta are completely naked*
Nepeta: ...Uh-...
Tavros: ....I'm sure there's a reasonable explination for this... I just can't think of it...
Doot doot
No lies.
Yey
Bananana
John: What's an average sac weight?
Tavros: You what?
Tavros: *Looking blankly at Kankri* Hello? Yes, someone offended me... ONLINE
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Tavros: If it wasn't for the fact that weed exists, and I fear Hell, I would've killed so many people by now.
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Tavros: Fuck your feelings, smoke some weed