[Yes, folks, that's your introduction to this video. The accompanying image shows Terezi in her room, surrounded by scalemate plushies. On one of the walls, there's a chalk drawing of a figure, notated as "H1S HONOR4BL3 TYR4NNY". At present, she is addressing an orange scalemate, the aforementioned Lord Carrotsnout]
For sweeps, your matespritship with the esteemed Lady Plumsnout has been met with derision and scorn. You could have served as an example to society, an example of how pity can transcend matters of blood and of standing. And you chose to throw that all away because you forgot one simple thing: that with your Lady dead, any benefit you gained from being her matesprit no longer holds. Especially in light of what you did.
[At this last sentence she whips out her cane, pointing it at the scalemate's throat]
You led the sweet Lady on, made her believe you pitied her when really all you felt was envy of her station. And you would have gotten away with it, too, were it not for her loyal and devoted moirail.
[She walks over to a smaller, pink scalemate. The astute may note the knife protruding from its chest; Terezi appears not to have noticed]
Miss Strawberry, you have nothing to fear. Carrotsnout cannot harm you here.
[There's silence. Terezi leans in closer, sniffing before letting out a gasp]
Outrage! Murder, here in the courtblock! Such brazen acts of villany shall not go unpunished!
[And it's here the video cuts out.
Fellow residents of 3-10, feel free to action it up]