05-01-2016, 02:53 AM
Karkat glanced down, down, everwards down into the abyssal abyss. The troll boy’s grip on the clawscythe at his side tightened, tightened until his slate knuckles turned white. As if he didn’t already have enough on his mind, there was some downright creepy shit going on down below. When the motley bunch first entered, well, whatever the fuck this tomb was, the grey kid wanted so very badly to point out what an awful fucking idea this was. However, he decided he would bite his tongue and keep his trap shut, a very rare occasion indeed.
But, what happens when he decides to be silent for once in his life? Creepy shit. Creepy shit happens. Just his luck right?
Whatever, odds are, his opinion wouldn’t have prevented the situation that they currently find themselves in. He would have gotten outvoted, because for some reason the archaic system of democracy is what passes for law in this dysfunctional community.
As he watched the dopplegangers fade from view, Karkat decided he has grown tired of dysfunctional communities. Turning on his heels to march straight back to the entrance of this mausoleum, the Knight of Blood finds his path blocked by an undead wall of decaying flesh.
Karkat also decided in this moment that he is tired of dead things.
“Hey, dead-ass, get out of the way. I’m gonna go sulk like an abandoned wriggler until you guys get finished dying off in this cavern. Then maybe I’ll grace you with my presence and save everyone,” He pauses a moment before adding, “or maybe I’ll just walk in and die with you guys.”
Despite the use of small words for the sake of lacking intelligence in present company, the zoned out zombie responds with a blank, blue stare.
“C’mon guy, just get out of the damn way.”
Blank and blue.
Karkat furrows his brow and grits his teeth. Hefting his weapon, the cherry-blood prods the mass of flesh none too gently with the flat of his blade, a wet, hard, smacking sound echoing through the caverns as a result.
“Uh… Guys? Anyone want to take a moment and perform an autopsy? Or can we just leave his ass in the freezer?”
But, what happens when he decides to be silent for once in his life? Creepy shit. Creepy shit happens. Just his luck right?
Whatever, odds are, his opinion wouldn’t have prevented the situation that they currently find themselves in. He would have gotten outvoted, because for some reason the archaic system of democracy is what passes for law in this dysfunctional community.
As he watched the dopplegangers fade from view, Karkat decided he has grown tired of dysfunctional communities. Turning on his heels to march straight back to the entrance of this mausoleum, the Knight of Blood finds his path blocked by an undead wall of decaying flesh.
Karkat also decided in this moment that he is tired of dead things.
“Hey, dead-ass, get out of the way. I’m gonna go sulk like an abandoned wriggler until you guys get finished dying off in this cavern. Then maybe I’ll grace you with my presence and save everyone,” He pauses a moment before adding, “or maybe I’ll just walk in and die with you guys.”
Despite the use of small words for the sake of lacking intelligence in present company, the zoned out zombie responds with a blank, blue stare.
“C’mon guy, just get out of the damn way.”
Blank and blue.
Karkat furrows his brow and grits his teeth. Hefting his weapon, the cherry-blood prods the mass of flesh none too gently with the flat of his blade, a wet, hard, smacking sound echoing through the caverns as a result.
“Uh… Guys? Anyone want to take a moment and perform an autopsy? Or can we just leave his ass in the freezer?”
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Never Falter in the Face of Infinity.
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