HoNk hOnK, It's Party TIME

This is so awful. You just saw Pinkie saw Dash in two halves. And now you were fighting her. She cut your leg clean off. And then she disappeared. Not even really disappeared. You saw her right where she was. And at the same time she wasn't there. And at the same time there was another thing, bipedal, with giant horns, looking at her. Your head would ache, if there wasn't the leg, or the lack of leg to describe things better. Then something happened. You saw Pinkie run in the direction of the bipedal. And the bipedal run in the direction of Pinkie. Even if they were on the same spot from start, they were getting closer to each other. You realized the thing was holding something. It looked like a club, a juggling club. Only it was sprayed over with different kinds of paint. There was blue, green, some kind of yellow. By the way it was holding the juggling club, you could say it was his weapon. A really odd choice, but the thing was odd itself. You started thinking more about yourself. You knew there was some bandages in the barn. Your brother Big Mac should have left them there, since the last time when you were nearly struck by one of the planks falling from the roof. You trotted in that direction, but then the ground shook. Without one leg you lost balance instantly and fell over. It didn't help you, that you fell on the wound where you leg should be. You nearly passed out in pain. When you looked back, you saw Pinkie in a fight with the thing. They were face to face now, with their weapons clamped together. It looked weird, but the club wasn't being cut by the chainsaw. Instead there was a rift in  the air between them. Both backed out at the same time, Pinkie and the thing. And nearly at the same moment as they got land under their hooves, they jumped back together. The air started cracking even further.

You don't understand Shit right now. That clown there was just about to kill you, when he disappeared. Or even not. Some part of him was here some was not. Had to do with cat's which are dead and alive. You have tried to read about it, but there was little about cats, so you found it uninteresting. Coming back to the point. You are here and you have your trustworthy claws. That fucking clown is there, just waiting to be sliced, interested in something else than you. Take that for killing Equius. Then something caught your eyes. Just before you, instead of Gamzee, was  a pink monster. Looked much like a pony. There was just one thing that was not really fitting into this image. A chainsaw. Like Kanaya's, only held by something two times smaller. And there was blood on it. Red mutant blood. OH GOG! KARKAT! You really hope he is alright. You hope there are other candy red blooded creatures here. You start running away. After a moment you hear a crash. And the whole meteor shakes. You stumble, thinking to yourself how good it is to have both legs. After a moment you catch balance, and wonder why you thought that. You look back at the clown. Or at the pink pony. Whatever. They are fighting. You wonder, how Gamzee makes his clubs not be cleaved when they are hit by a chainsaw. Then you see something between them. A small rift in the air. Increasing in size every time it is hit. You see it growing bigger and bigger. You are getting the feeling that this won't end well. You hide back again in behind the great. Gait. Gate.