https://chickeninabox.dreamwidth.org/ brought to you by mr scruff - Dreamwidth Studios Thu, 30 Nov 2017 04:08:31 GMT LiveJournal / Dreamwidth Studios chickeninabox community https://v2.dreamwidth.org/11072638/2808327 https://chickeninabox.dreamwidth.org/ 100 100 https://chickeninabox.dreamwidth.org/642.html Thu, 30 Nov 2017 04:08:31 GMT https://chickeninabox.dreamwidth.org/642.html Posted by: <span lj:user='dungenessmaster' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'><a href='https://dungenessmaster.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://dungenessmaster.dreamwidth.org/'><b>dungenessmaster</b></a></span><br /><br />[<small>College is hard. It's hard, and no one understands. There's a lot of money being spent on everything from books to life, and very little being earned. Sometimes a man lived on dollar store ramen. Sometimes blood was exchanged at one of those little clinics.<br /><br />He was going to ignore the dumb little poster taped haphazardly to the elevator door, but the word "romantic" caught his eye and he found himself skimming it against his will. A study? Really? That was fucking dumb. How unstable and boring did you have to be in your relationship to think that letting some greasy psych major spend an hour a week dissecting it was worth $50? How pathetic. How--<br /><br />Wait.<br /><br />Fifty <i>dollars</i>?<br /><br />Hopefully Dave had headphones on or something, because his annoying roommate quite literally kicked the door open, waving a flyer and yelling "DAVE HOLY FUCK!"</small>]<br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=chickeninabox&ditemid=642" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments https://chickeninabox.dreamwidth.org/642.html public dungenessmaster 7 https://chickeninabox.dreamwidth.org/473.html Thu, 23 Feb 2017 06:39:05 GMT https://chickeninabox.dreamwidth.org/473.html Posted by: <span lj:user='dungenessmaster' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'><a href='https://dungenessmaster.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://dungenessmaster.dreamwidth.org/'><b>dungenessmaster</b></a></span><br /><br />[<small>Based on <a href="https://bakerstreet.dreamwidth.org/2685553.html">this post</a>...</small>]<br /><br />[<small>White. White, white, and fucking <i>white</i>. Karkat actually grimaces and shields his eyes as he sits up and takes in his surroundings. There's someone else in here too, but he ignores them in favor of taking stock of his surroundings. Furniture, facilities, this one room, and no portals whatsoever. No doors, no window.</small>]<br /><br />What the actual writhing <i>fuck</i>...<br /><br />[<small>He grimaces and stands up, giving the room one more careful once-over. There can't possibly be no exit, right? How the hell did he get in here? <br /><br />He presses on the wall, then knocks on it. There's no give, and no answer. He raises his fist to slam harder on it when something weird catches his eye.<br /><br /><span style="font: bold 1em Courier, monospace; color: #000000;">KARKAT</span>. And a... barcode? <br /><br />He turns to the other person in the room in trepidation. What the hell was going on here?</small>]<br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=chickeninabox&ditemid=473" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments https://chickeninabox.dreamwidth.org/473.html public dungenessmaster 25