You don't ever underestimate my prowess at insulting people. I swear I'm a mini-Karkat over here. For example what I said to my friend - nicknamed "Kobe" for personal reasons between friends - when he belched. "Kobe, was your lusus raised by a cherub? It would seem either they failed to teach you proper manners or your shrunken, wispy flecks of a thinkpan was wholly unable to accept and process ANY sort of new information, and proceeded to melt into a pile of ridiculous grey mush, that or it perforated itself with its own mental culling-fork. Do you not have any sort of sense as to when it's appropriate or not to let such an absolutely disgusting noise out of your protein-chute? Kobe, honest to Gog, if you ever decide to let loose such a horrific belch I will kick you so hard in your bulge you won't be able to walk straight for WEEKS." After which someone walked up to me and papped my head and said, "Oi Kankri, calm the **** down." And then walked away. He was staring dumbly at me.
Keep in mind I wasn't even the tiniest bit ticked off at him, just a bit irritated because he was mocking my accent all day.
She's hardly even in disguise. She trapped my soul in crappy couple of megapixels camera. You could at least have the decency to trap it in a DLSR or something.
I bet that poor butterfly was turned into a friggin' demon monster thing that pukes decapitated baby heads.