DIRK: Sawtooth, wake the fuck up.
DIRK: What's going on out there?
SQUAREWAVE: HE IS BUSY AS ALL GET OUT.
SQUAREWAVE: YOU'LL HAVE TO HEAR IT FROM ME.
SQUAREWAVE: I CAN BREAK YOU OFF SOMETHING PROPER, BROLOCK.
DIRK: Goddamn it, okay.
DIRK: Hit me with it, Skimbleshanks meter, 13/8. Let's make it punctual.
SQUAREWAVE: MUST I, MASTER BRO ZULA?
SQUAREWAVE: I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE THE BEATS ARE.
SQUAREWAVE: WHO THE FUCK WRITES IN 13/8.
DIRK: 1-2-3, 1-2-3, 1-2-3, 1-2, 1-2.
DIRK: It's not difficult at all.
SQUAREWAVE: . . .
SQUAREWAVE: . . .
SQUAREWAVE: . . .
SQUAREWAVE: . .
SQUAREWAVE: . .
SQUAREWAVE: THIS SEEMS LIKE A WACK USE OF TIME IN AN EMERGENCY.
Squarewave does his best, but his best isn't very good. It's by no means the worst rap-off in the history of paradox space, but it's still an act of narrative violence to display it on page.
DIRK: I'll stop you there.
DIRK: It's been a minute since I checked, how much post-Marshall Mathers EP Eminem is in your training data?
SQUAREWAVE: TOO MUCH, SIR. REASON SAYS AN ARTIST SHOULD IMPROVE OVER TIME BUT THAT'S NOT THE WAY IT WORKS, SHIT'S A CRIME.
DIRK: Damn, I really nerfed you hard, huh. I'll have to think about that.
DIRK: In the meantime, play with your flow, emphasis on the beat is corny as hell.
SQUAREWAVE: IT'S A TEXT-BASED MEDIUM BRO, THE RHYTHMIC NATURE IS BEST EXPRESSED THROUGH MAD EMPHASIS ON METER.
SQUAREWAVE: IT'S PRACTICALLY FUCKIN' POETIC.
SQUAREWAVE: ON ACCOUNT OF IT BEING PRACTICALLY FUCKIN' POETRY.
DIRK: Makes enough sense to me.
DIRK: So where the FUCK is John?
SQUAREWAVE: GONE.
SQUAREWAVE: NOR ARE THERE SPACE PLAYERS WHO CAN GRAB THESE REINS.
SQUAREWAVE: JADE'S OFFLINE.
DIRK: Shit, Jade's out too?
DIRK: ...
DIRK: I'll think of something. Always do.
DIRK: You've gotten better, keep it up dude.
SQUAREWAVE: THE NATURE OF PRACTICE IS TO IMPROVE, BRO WAD.
DIRK: Don't call me that.
SQUAREWAVE: PERHAPS THE INVERSE WOULD BE MORE ACCEPTABLE, MEAT BRO.
DIRK: I have to go.