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Player Information
Name: Alphie
Age: 21
Current Characters: N/A
Contact: Plurk: AlphieCentauri AIM: trololololoki
Character Information
Name: Karkat Vantas
Age: 6 Solar Sweeps, i.e. 13 Human Years
Fandom: Homestuck
Appearance: Who's this douchebag?
History: Be the History of Karkat.
Canon Point: Current page, after he has the giant conversation with himself 10 minutes in the future about his feelings.
Personality: Karkat, in a nutshell, is a cranky, whiny, teenage boy who hates himself. It's actually a pretty standard outline for teenagers like him. But unlike kids who act whiny and annoying and self loathing because it's all the rage, Karkat has a reason. It's because he's different. Not because he's a geek and he has interests that make him weird according to the rest of his generation. Hell, look at his species. He's a troll. He comes from a violent, murderous, and rampaging society of aliens. What makes Karkat different, is that he's a mutant, and he's incredibly self-conscious about it, and in turn--he takes it out on everyone around him.
But what is it about Karkat that makes him so different? He looks the same as the rest of his species. Grey skin, horns, tired expression, drab clothing. What is it? It's his blood. Karkat knows his blood is not normal, in fact--he's genetically filthy in his mind. His blood is a bright, blaringly obvious candy red. A genetic trait that is practically unheard of among his species. As a species that bases its hierarchy on a blood color-based caste system, his blood is the lowest of the low, a blood color so beneath others that it makes him a freak. And he detests it. Karkat hates himself, based on this simple insecurity.
But he tries to make up for it in methods that are understandable. He takes initiative, and he plays the role of leader and he acts out, trying to come across as an authority figure to all his friends. He's constantly yelling and flipping out at them in order to try and assert himself as being above what he is.
However, all this does is make him look like a douchebag, instead of the confident prick he wants to come across as. He just winds up making enemies with his friends from time to time, and he frequently seems like he's trying to pick fights with his friends. Because of this, he adds to his repetoir, constant inclusions of sarcasm and snark--usually aimed at himself, and how he doesn't see how he can have friends. This ties into Karkat being even more self conscious and a lot weaker than he exposes himself to be. He's really quite the wimp. He cries very frequently, he's easily scared, and he's a sucker for trying to keep his friends from getting hurt. He doesn't ever even seem to try and hide that he's scared or that he's upset. Maybe it's because he's always typing in Capslock online as it is, and he's always conveying that he's angry, and online at least, the capslock covers up any fear or sadness that might be overcoming him.
Even though Karkat is considered to be the oh-fearless-leader among his friends, he also seems to have a hard time spurring himself into action. When Eridan snapped and started to blow holes in his friends--he didn't try and stop him. He just stared at the scene in shock, unable to do anything. It wasn't until he realized that he was legitimately in danger, when he spoke to Gamzee who had sobered up and started to go on a homicidal rampage, that Karkat realized he needed to act, realizing that shit just got real. In addition, he's been known to faint at the sight of blood, having done so when Tavros's legs were cut off.
He's really a very pathetic little shit. He's easily upset, and he's very frequently trying to compensate for how easily scared or upset he gets, or for his insecurities. He's very much a normal teenager in the insecurities department, but since he knows that his genetic mutation is something that could get him killed, he's constantly trying to make up for that by being such a hardass. However, beneath the hardass exterior, really is just some lonely kid who doesn't want to be hated for his blood color.
But this doesn't stop that Karkat in general, even without his insecurities is a very angry, crabby and easily annoyed kid, and attempts to start fights with most people, even if he happens to be friends with those people. He's very rarely happy, and he generally is seen scowling, or seething in a fit of rage. More often than not, he's hunched over his computer, throwing at fit at someone, for something very trivial and useless. He doesn't like to explain himself, nor does he like to have people make assumptions about him (or the troll race in particular). But he does have an aspect of jealousy seeming to hover around him, and he usually gets mad when his friends are enjoying themselves--and he isn't.
Karkat obviously has an obsession for power--again, it seems to be because of his desire to want to make up for what makes him inferior to the other trolls. However, even though he generally doesn't get the opportunity to be head honcho, for the most part, he still is trusted as a leader figure, since he's really good at rallying people together in order to follow commands. And if people can't follow his plans, he is very prone to flipping the fuck out.
Karkat has sort of evolved from the raging, whining and grumpy little prick he is, to someone who seems to genuinely care about his friends. After the events of Gamzee, Eridan, and Vriska going on a 3x Trollian Killing Spree, Karkat started to embrace his friendships with the remaining trolls, treating them as equals, even though he still continued to flip out over the stupidest shit. But despite that, he's become a somewhat more respectful, and caring individual...even if he conveys it somewhat awkwardly.
In addition, Karkat is somehow--and although, very strangely--the relationship and romantic adviser to many of the trolls. This is probably due to Karkat's rather hilarious obsession with troll romantic comedies. He is very aware of how relationships work, and he's inadvertently counseling his friends rather often. Even though he's aware of a redrom (love) based crush from Nepeta, Karkat seems to avoid the idea of matespritship with anyone, probably because he's just an overall asshole and doesn't really want to get wrapped up in his own issues. His moirail (or best friend in this case), happens to be Gamzee Makara, who Karkat has referred to as his "worst best friend", pretty much because of their differing personalities, but regardless the two of them are pretty much bonded together, since Karkat was the only one able to keep Gamzee from continuing a homicidal rampage which took the lives of Nepeta and Equius.
Karkat also has a strong relationship with Sollux. It seems to flip flop often between palerom and something like a very tame blackrom. But it's really just friendly arguing for the most part. Even though he and Sollux are seen arguing a lot, it's clear Karkat cares about him a lot, as he's turned into a sobbing mess both times he's seen Sollux die.
Also, Karkat seems to have something of a crush on Terezi Pyrope, but he responds to most of her advances towards him with his own degree of snarkiness to challenge hers. But he trusts her, since he doesn't seem to be overly upset when she learns of his blood color. The fact alone that he trusts her is in itself, a sign of how he genuinely appreciates her companionship. (As of March 2012, Karkat seems to have hit a sort of wall with Terezi, since she has stopped showing him the same sort of interest she used to. Karkat proceeded to have an angry argument with himself from ten minutes into the future about his feelings for her, which unfortunately got him absolutely nowhere.) Along with Terezi, Karkat respects Kanaya quite a bit, pretty much because he thinks she's the only sane troll among them. He considers her to be one of his closer friends, and has gone as far to try and kiss her supposedly dead body in order to revive her. Along with Kanaya, Karkat shows some sort of odd friendship with Eridan, despite how the both of them are on total different ends of the hemospectrum. Even though there's a sort of awkward bond between them, it ends up becoming severed after Eridan starts killing, and admits platonic hatred for him for being a raging dickprince.
Even though Karkat receives platonic friendship from several of the trolls, he doesn't like Equius or Vriska much, thinking that they're both awful people. But he's more considerate towards Equius, since he can sympathize with him, even though he's weirded out by the other. He doesn't like Vriska much, mainly because she's constantly hate flirting with him, and it frustrates him beyond belief.
Regarding the human kids of the game, Karkat is very much not fond of them much. Initially, he thought John Egbert was his kismesis, and that they were fated to be in a hatred quadrant together, but he abandoned the ideal after being rejected. In turn, he got embarrassed and began to troll John backwards through time. With Jade, Karkat seemed to want to be kinder to her than he was to the others. He wound up offending her, and he ended up feeling bad about it, and began to try and make up for his asshole-ish ways towards her.
TL;DR? Karkat is an insecure, angry kid, who hates happy stuff.
Game Specific
Suitability: Karkat comes from an incredibly violent, humanoid race somewhere in another universe where it is incredibly common for children to be trained in some form of weaponry, and where they really need to be prepared for joining the military and scouring the galaxy in order to over throw other alien races and take over their planet. Karkat happens to be an incredibly violent kid already, and he plans on being his species equivalent of an executioner when he gets older. Recently, Karkat and his friends were just involved in playing a murderous video game where he and his friends quite literally had to fight for their lives against denizens of various planets. Karkat himself has witness pretty much half of his friends get killed within a short period of time, and he's still mentally sound enough to be accepting of this sort of lifestyle. He's very accepting of death and killing as being a natural thing in his life. He's even come to terms that he'd kill his best friend if it meant he would save the lives of others. He's proficient with weapons. He's proficient with blood. And he's pretty damn used to having to fight for his life. He actually has a slight inkling for actually really enjoying getting himself into fights and whatnot. Karkat could probably be a good candidate since he's pretty much a blood thirsty, angry, and violent kid who when he gets mad? He gets mad. He's relentless when it comes to combat. At least that is until he starts crying like a bitch for someone seeing his blood color. But in this environment? Red blood won't be anything abnormal.
In regards to Karkat suddenly becoming human, that's a rather easy one. He's going to be pissed. He doesn't like the idea of being anything other than a troll. He's used to being a tough skinned, horned, and nocturnal alien who doesn't sleep much. But with being human, he's going to be constantly grumpy and annoyed because his sleep cycle is going to be entirely out of whack. Since he's already annoying and angry as it is, he's just going to be the same, just ten fold. He'll be irrational, and he'll be using his position in Santa Destroy as a means of compensating for the annoyance and rage he's dealing with over being human. As far as he's concerned, the UAA owes him. If they made him human, he's going to be under the impression that as long as he gets in fights like they seem to want, they'll turn him back into a troll soon enough. Plus side is that at least no one is going to think he's a creepy mutant for his candy red blood.
Weapon:
Let me show you my scythes
Karkat's weapon is going to at least somewhat be a tribute to his canon weapon in Homestuck. While he normally uses sickles, this is similar. It's a folding, collapsible weapon. The weapon itself either will split itself into that of a two kama hand sickles, or a roughly six foot battle scythe. The entire weapon folds up into about a foot, foot and a half long pole that Karkat keeps on his person. In times of combat, he unfolds it, and has the opportunity to split the weapon into two hand weapons or keep it in his longer form.
In addition, the scythes blades have microscopic little holes throughout the blades that slowly absorb blood from who or whatever Karkat might be fighting against. That blood will slowly collect in a reservoir at the tops of each blade that will begin to release a sort of electromagnetic wave. This wave would then become stronger as it collected more blood. So in a sense, the more bloody Karkat's scythe gets, the stronger the blades become. Essentially, the blood pools to the point that it sets off a number of triggers in the scythe. It isn't so much that the weapon becomes stronger exactly, but more along the lines of it begins to make the damage it deals a lot more painful, since it's starting to release a sort of electrical current. In doing so, not only do the people Karkat cuts get injured in that means, but there's also that of electricity. The electricity then reacts to the water in the other persons body, leading to them receiving electrocution as well.*
*I asked about this, I'm totally cool if this is too overpowered.
Samples
Log/Third Person Sample:
Karkat sat up in the bed. He hated beds. He'd been here for how long was it now? And he still had not been able to grasp the concept of sleeping in beds. He could not, for the life of him, figure out how the fuck someone could find a bed to be comfortable. It wasn't slimy, or squishy, and it sure as hell didn't prevent the nightmares from coming. Why the hell did the humans sleep in these things? They weren't helpful for him, and he barely slept as it was already. But for humans? He couldn't imagine how human beings could stand sleeping in this when they needed to sleep more than him. And on top of that, there was the matter of sunlight. Human or not, Karkat still had not been able to get comfortable with the idea of sleeping at night. He stared blearily out the window, arm raised up over his head to block out the light. He fucking hated the sun. After the fucking year of being on the meteor on his way away from the Green Sun, this was not the kind of sun he was enjoying waking up to. He groaned, tugging the blanket up and over his head as he decided he'd much rather be sleeping right now.
Being human was not on his OK list. He laid in the damn bed, thinking about what--if anything at all--was on his agenda for the day. He'd been hearing suggestions of him attending school. Pfft. What bullshit. School was not a likely think that would happen for him. He didn't go to the optional schools on Alternia, and he sure as hell wasn't going to go to one on Earth. Why would he want to be one of those depressing little shits who woke up before their Earth sun rose, and carted themselves off to an institution where they would--gog help them--have to spend the day learning. Why would anyone CHOOSE to do that? Karkat lifted his head from the blanket momentarily, and peeked over at the clock. It was somewhere around eleven in the morning. Fuck this.
Karkat didn't care. He didn't care that he probably had to get his ass out of bed and make his way to another fight of some sort--but for now? He gave absolutely no fucks.
He wasn't leaving this fucking bed. If someone wanted to fight him, all they'd need to do would be drag him out from under the covers.
Journal Entry/First Person Sample:
[Karkat had had it at this point. Dave had been sitting across from him on the meteor just smirking like a jackass for how long now? Karkat had learned to stop keeping track of time when it came to Dave Strider.]
You know what, fuck you! Fuck you and your cocky, time-manipulating, nook-sucking ass. You know what you are? You're a bulge munch!
[His arms were thrown up in the air in complete and utter defeat as he fell back in his chair, promptly colliding with the floor.]
All this time I had thought I was the biggest asshole of the group, but nope! Along comes Dave fucking Strider and here you are taking up all my fucking glory! First you take my blood color, then you take fucking Terezi, and now you're going to take my hard earned, super-special title of King Asshole. Thank you so fucking much Strider, I hope you enjoy sitting on your throne of assholery!
[And with that, he pulled his seat back up and sat there, expression squished into a pout. His mouth opened again, but when Dave merely grinned in response to Karkat's unplanned string of insult, the kid just groaned and got up from his chair and backed off.]
Fine! Enjoy your fucking ego, douchewaffle!
Name: Alphie
Age: 21
Current Characters: N/A
Contact: Plurk: AlphieCentauri AIM: trololololoki
Character Information
Name: Karkat Vantas
Age: 6 Solar Sweeps, i.e. 13 Human Years
Fandom: Homestuck
Appearance: Who's this douchebag?
History: Be the History of Karkat.
Canon Point: Current page, after he has the giant conversation with himself 10 minutes in the future about his feelings.
Personality: Karkat, in a nutshell, is a cranky, whiny, teenage boy who hates himself. It's actually a pretty standard outline for teenagers like him. But unlike kids who act whiny and annoying and self loathing because it's all the rage, Karkat has a reason. It's because he's different. Not because he's a geek and he has interests that make him weird according to the rest of his generation. Hell, look at his species. He's a troll. He comes from a violent, murderous, and rampaging society of aliens. What makes Karkat different, is that he's a mutant, and he's incredibly self-conscious about it, and in turn--he takes it out on everyone around him.
But what is it about Karkat that makes him so different? He looks the same as the rest of his species. Grey skin, horns, tired expression, drab clothing. What is it? It's his blood. Karkat knows his blood is not normal, in fact--he's genetically filthy in his mind. His blood is a bright, blaringly obvious candy red. A genetic trait that is practically unheard of among his species. As a species that bases its hierarchy on a blood color-based caste system, his blood is the lowest of the low, a blood color so beneath others that it makes him a freak. And he detests it. Karkat hates himself, based on this simple insecurity.
But he tries to make up for it in methods that are understandable. He takes initiative, and he plays the role of leader and he acts out, trying to come across as an authority figure to all his friends. He's constantly yelling and flipping out at them in order to try and assert himself as being above what he is.
However, all this does is make him look like a douchebag, instead of the confident prick he wants to come across as. He just winds up making enemies with his friends from time to time, and he frequently seems like he's trying to pick fights with his friends. Because of this, he adds to his repetoir, constant inclusions of sarcasm and snark--usually aimed at himself, and how he doesn't see how he can have friends. This ties into Karkat being even more self conscious and a lot weaker than he exposes himself to be. He's really quite the wimp. He cries very frequently, he's easily scared, and he's a sucker for trying to keep his friends from getting hurt. He doesn't ever even seem to try and hide that he's scared or that he's upset. Maybe it's because he's always typing in Capslock online as it is, and he's always conveying that he's angry, and online at least, the capslock covers up any fear or sadness that might be overcoming him.
Even though Karkat is considered to be the oh-fearless-leader among his friends, he also seems to have a hard time spurring himself into action. When Eridan snapped and started to blow holes in his friends--he didn't try and stop him. He just stared at the scene in shock, unable to do anything. It wasn't until he realized that he was legitimately in danger, when he spoke to Gamzee who had sobered up and started to go on a homicidal rampage, that Karkat realized he needed to act, realizing that shit just got real. In addition, he's been known to faint at the sight of blood, having done so when Tavros's legs were cut off.
He's really a very pathetic little shit. He's easily upset, and he's very frequently trying to compensate for how easily scared or upset he gets, or for his insecurities. He's very much a normal teenager in the insecurities department, but since he knows that his genetic mutation is something that could get him killed, he's constantly trying to make up for that by being such a hardass. However, beneath the hardass exterior, really is just some lonely kid who doesn't want to be hated for his blood color.
But this doesn't stop that Karkat in general, even without his insecurities is a very angry, crabby and easily annoyed kid, and attempts to start fights with most people, even if he happens to be friends with those people. He's very rarely happy, and he generally is seen scowling, or seething in a fit of rage. More often than not, he's hunched over his computer, throwing at fit at someone, for something very trivial and useless. He doesn't like to explain himself, nor does he like to have people make assumptions about him (or the troll race in particular). But he does have an aspect of jealousy seeming to hover around him, and he usually gets mad when his friends are enjoying themselves--and he isn't.
Karkat obviously has an obsession for power--again, it seems to be because of his desire to want to make up for what makes him inferior to the other trolls. However, even though he generally doesn't get the opportunity to be head honcho, for the most part, he still is trusted as a leader figure, since he's really good at rallying people together in order to follow commands. And if people can't follow his plans, he is very prone to flipping the fuck out.
Karkat has sort of evolved from the raging, whining and grumpy little prick he is, to someone who seems to genuinely care about his friends. After the events of Gamzee, Eridan, and Vriska going on a 3x Trollian Killing Spree, Karkat started to embrace his friendships with the remaining trolls, treating them as equals, even though he still continued to flip out over the stupidest shit. But despite that, he's become a somewhat more respectful, and caring individual...even if he conveys it somewhat awkwardly.
In addition, Karkat is somehow--and although, very strangely--the relationship and romantic adviser to many of the trolls. This is probably due to Karkat's rather hilarious obsession with troll romantic comedies. He is very aware of how relationships work, and he's inadvertently counseling his friends rather often. Even though he's aware of a redrom (love) based crush from Nepeta, Karkat seems to avoid the idea of matespritship with anyone, probably because he's just an overall asshole and doesn't really want to get wrapped up in his own issues. His moirail (or best friend in this case), happens to be Gamzee Makara, who Karkat has referred to as his "worst best friend", pretty much because of their differing personalities, but regardless the two of them are pretty much bonded together, since Karkat was the only one able to keep Gamzee from continuing a homicidal rampage which took the lives of Nepeta and Equius.
Karkat also has a strong relationship with Sollux. It seems to flip flop often between palerom and something like a very tame blackrom. But it's really just friendly arguing for the most part. Even though he and Sollux are seen arguing a lot, it's clear Karkat cares about him a lot, as he's turned into a sobbing mess both times he's seen Sollux die.
Also, Karkat seems to have something of a crush on Terezi Pyrope, but he responds to most of her advances towards him with his own degree of snarkiness to challenge hers. But he trusts her, since he doesn't seem to be overly upset when she learns of his blood color. The fact alone that he trusts her is in itself, a sign of how he genuinely appreciates her companionship. (As of March 2012, Karkat seems to have hit a sort of wall with Terezi, since she has stopped showing him the same sort of interest she used to. Karkat proceeded to have an angry argument with himself from ten minutes into the future about his feelings for her, which unfortunately got him absolutely nowhere.) Along with Terezi, Karkat respects Kanaya quite a bit, pretty much because he thinks she's the only sane troll among them. He considers her to be one of his closer friends, and has gone as far to try and kiss her supposedly dead body in order to revive her. Along with Kanaya, Karkat shows some sort of odd friendship with Eridan, despite how the both of them are on total different ends of the hemospectrum. Even though there's a sort of awkward bond between them, it ends up becoming severed after Eridan starts killing, and admits platonic hatred for him for being a raging dickprince.
Even though Karkat receives platonic friendship from several of the trolls, he doesn't like Equius or Vriska much, thinking that they're both awful people. But he's more considerate towards Equius, since he can sympathize with him, even though he's weirded out by the other. He doesn't like Vriska much, mainly because she's constantly hate flirting with him, and it frustrates him beyond belief.
Regarding the human kids of the game, Karkat is very much not fond of them much. Initially, he thought John Egbert was his kismesis, and that they were fated to be in a hatred quadrant together, but he abandoned the ideal after being rejected. In turn, he got embarrassed and began to troll John backwards through time. With Jade, Karkat seemed to want to be kinder to her than he was to the others. He wound up offending her, and he ended up feeling bad about it, and began to try and make up for his asshole-ish ways towards her.
TL;DR? Karkat is an insecure, angry kid, who hates happy stuff.
Game Specific
Suitability: Karkat comes from an incredibly violent, humanoid race somewhere in another universe where it is incredibly common for children to be trained in some form of weaponry, and where they really need to be prepared for joining the military and scouring the galaxy in order to over throw other alien races and take over their planet. Karkat happens to be an incredibly violent kid already, and he plans on being his species equivalent of an executioner when he gets older. Recently, Karkat and his friends were just involved in playing a murderous video game where he and his friends quite literally had to fight for their lives against denizens of various planets. Karkat himself has witness pretty much half of his friends get killed within a short period of time, and he's still mentally sound enough to be accepting of this sort of lifestyle. He's very accepting of death and killing as being a natural thing in his life. He's even come to terms that he'd kill his best friend if it meant he would save the lives of others. He's proficient with weapons. He's proficient with blood. And he's pretty damn used to having to fight for his life. He actually has a slight inkling for actually really enjoying getting himself into fights and whatnot. Karkat could probably be a good candidate since he's pretty much a blood thirsty, angry, and violent kid who when he gets mad? He gets mad. He's relentless when it comes to combat. At least that is until he starts crying like a bitch for someone seeing his blood color. But in this environment? Red blood won't be anything abnormal.
In regards to Karkat suddenly becoming human, that's a rather easy one. He's going to be pissed. He doesn't like the idea of being anything other than a troll. He's used to being a tough skinned, horned, and nocturnal alien who doesn't sleep much. But with being human, he's going to be constantly grumpy and annoyed because his sleep cycle is going to be entirely out of whack. Since he's already annoying and angry as it is, he's just going to be the same, just ten fold. He'll be irrational, and he'll be using his position in Santa Destroy as a means of compensating for the annoyance and rage he's dealing with over being human. As far as he's concerned, the UAA owes him. If they made him human, he's going to be under the impression that as long as he gets in fights like they seem to want, they'll turn him back into a troll soon enough. Plus side is that at least no one is going to think he's a creepy mutant for his candy red blood.
Weapon:
Let me show you my scythes
Karkat's weapon is going to at least somewhat be a tribute to his canon weapon in Homestuck. While he normally uses sickles, this is similar. It's a folding, collapsible weapon. The weapon itself either will split itself into that of a two kama hand sickles, or a roughly six foot battle scythe. The entire weapon folds up into about a foot, foot and a half long pole that Karkat keeps on his person. In times of combat, he unfolds it, and has the opportunity to split the weapon into two hand weapons or keep it in his longer form.
In addition, the scythes blades have microscopic little holes throughout the blades that slowly absorb blood from who or whatever Karkat might be fighting against. That blood will slowly collect in a reservoir at the tops of each blade that will begin to release a sort of electromagnetic wave. This wave would then become stronger as it collected more blood. So in a sense, the more bloody Karkat's scythe gets, the stronger the blades become. Essentially, the blood pools to the point that it sets off a number of triggers in the scythe. It isn't so much that the weapon becomes stronger exactly, but more along the lines of it begins to make the damage it deals a lot more painful, since it's starting to release a sort of electrical current. In doing so, not only do the people Karkat cuts get injured in that means, but there's also that of electricity. The electricity then reacts to the water in the other persons body, leading to them receiving electrocution as well.*
*I asked about this, I'm totally cool if this is too overpowered.
Samples
Log/Third Person Sample:
Karkat sat up in the bed. He hated beds. He'd been here for how long was it now? And he still had not been able to grasp the concept of sleeping in beds. He could not, for the life of him, figure out how the fuck someone could find a bed to be comfortable. It wasn't slimy, or squishy, and it sure as hell didn't prevent the nightmares from coming. Why the hell did the humans sleep in these things? They weren't helpful for him, and he barely slept as it was already. But for humans? He couldn't imagine how human beings could stand sleeping in this when they needed to sleep more than him. And on top of that, there was the matter of sunlight. Human or not, Karkat still had not been able to get comfortable with the idea of sleeping at night. He stared blearily out the window, arm raised up over his head to block out the light. He fucking hated the sun. After the fucking year of being on the meteor on his way away from the Green Sun, this was not the kind of sun he was enjoying waking up to. He groaned, tugging the blanket up and over his head as he decided he'd much rather be sleeping right now.
Being human was not on his OK list. He laid in the damn bed, thinking about what--if anything at all--was on his agenda for the day. He'd been hearing suggestions of him attending school. Pfft. What bullshit. School was not a likely think that would happen for him. He didn't go to the optional schools on Alternia, and he sure as hell wasn't going to go to one on Earth. Why would he want to be one of those depressing little shits who woke up before their Earth sun rose, and carted themselves off to an institution where they would--gog help them--have to spend the day learning. Why would anyone CHOOSE to do that? Karkat lifted his head from the blanket momentarily, and peeked over at the clock. It was somewhere around eleven in the morning. Fuck this.
Karkat didn't care. He didn't care that he probably had to get his ass out of bed and make his way to another fight of some sort--but for now? He gave absolutely no fucks.
He wasn't leaving this fucking bed. If someone wanted to fight him, all they'd need to do would be drag him out from under the covers.
Journal Entry/First Person Sample:
[Karkat had had it at this point. Dave had been sitting across from him on the meteor just smirking like a jackass for how long now? Karkat had learned to stop keeping track of time when it came to Dave Strider.]
You know what, fuck you! Fuck you and your cocky, time-manipulating, nook-sucking ass. You know what you are? You're a bulge munch!
[His arms were thrown up in the air in complete and utter defeat as he fell back in his chair, promptly colliding with the floor.]
All this time I had thought I was the biggest asshole of the group, but nope! Along comes Dave fucking Strider and here you are taking up all my fucking glory! First you take my blood color, then you take fucking Terezi, and now you're going to take my hard earned, super-special title of King Asshole. Thank you so fucking much Strider, I hope you enjoy sitting on your throne of assholery!
[And with that, he pulled his seat back up and sat there, expression squished into a pout. His mouth opened again, but when Dave merely grinned in response to Karkat's unplanned string of insult, the kid just groaned and got up from his chair and backed off.]
Fine! Enjoy your fucking ego, douchewaffle!
