#verse 1.0

Daisy trying so bad to live a simple life but desaster follows her and HARD, so expect no peace for the poor daisy johnson, she just need friends, people that will judge her powers, people who is gonna embrace it, as it is a special part of who she is, and sure she can help the kids agains vecna, the demodogs, demogorgon, mindflayer and all that, she just need... To be part of something, do something good with her powers, the same powers she try so hard to keep in secret, but wouldnt hesitate to go full beserk to protect some people that she loves.

Moses was all energy when Joules opened the door, and wasn’t in the mood to hide it. Bouncing on his toes, he continued to rap his fists against the panel even after it began to open, until his hand was left hanging in the air. On sight of his online friend, Moses seamlessly turned it into a poised middle finger, and put on his best scowl--though that was soon broken into a grin. “OH, AND FUCK YOU TO HELL, TOO!!!” He exclaimed, crossing his arms. “LISTEN, JOULES--SOLLUX, CAN I CALL YOU SOLLUX? WE’RE FACE TO FUCKING FACE NOW, OBVIOUSLY, THERE’S NOT REALLY A NEED TO USE THESE MONIKERS UNLESS YOU REALLY WANT TO. OBVIOUSLY YOU CAN CALL ME KARKAT, TOO. OK, I KNOW I’M OVER WAY THE FUCK EARLIER THAN WE HAD PLANED, HOWEVER, MY TRANSPORTALIZER WASN’T WORKING. IT REFUSED TO TRANSPORTILIZE ME!!!! IT DIDN’T DO FUCKING SHIT. SOLLUX. DO YOU KNOW HOW I GOT HERE? DO YOU KNOW HOW I MANAGED TO GET MY FINE ASS ALL THIS WAY TO STAND A BANGING ON YOUR WEATHERED DOORSTEP? DO YOU???”