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towerofanimus2013-02-21 03:23 pm
caliginous) wrote in towerofanimus2013-02-21 03:23 pm
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[S] Karkat: Descend
Characters: Karkat Vantas [AU1] and his roommates
Setting: Room 01-12
Format: Either
Summary: Karkat is exceedingly finished with this Tower.
Warnings: tbd
[Its easily mid-day when Karkat bursts into the room. After being in the Tower for nearly a sweep, he had since adjusted to a more human sleep schedule, though to say he was a morning person would have been a stretch. When he enters the room, he's an absolute mess -- obviously something had managed to chase him back to the room as there was yet another slash of claws that had gone straight down to the skin of his left arm.
His lip was also bleeding, no doubt due to him biting it somewhere along the line with those hideous little spiderfangs of his. He's not quiet about his arrival, flinging his sickle to the foot of his bed with an angry flick, pulling his jacket off in one practiced fell swoop to throw that at his pillow. He doesn't even flinch when it pulls at the slice on his arm.]
I am so fucking sick of this shithole. I'm sick of these floors. I'm sick of these god damn windowlicking, sludgesniffing administrators who couldn't justify their way out of a wet brown paper holding recepticle. I. Hate. EVERYTHING.
[He then kicks open his trunk to dig for a change of clothes, momentarily ignoring any protests in regards to his volume.]
Setting: Room 01-12
Format: Either
Summary: Karkat is exceedingly finished with this Tower.
Warnings: tbd
[Its easily mid-day when Karkat bursts into the room. After being in the Tower for nearly a sweep, he had since adjusted to a more human sleep schedule, though to say he was a morning person would have been a stretch. When he enters the room, he's an absolute mess -- obviously something had managed to chase him back to the room as there was yet another slash of claws that had gone straight down to the skin of his left arm.
His lip was also bleeding, no doubt due to him biting it somewhere along the line with those hideous little spiderfangs of his. He's not quiet about his arrival, flinging his sickle to the foot of his bed with an angry flick, pulling his jacket off in one practiced fell swoop to throw that at his pillow. He doesn't even flinch when it pulls at the slice on his arm.]
I am so fucking sick of this shithole. I'm sick of these floors. I'm sick of these god damn windowlicking, sludgesniffing administrators who couldn't justify their way out of a wet brown paper holding recepticle. I. Hate. EVERYTHING.
[He then kicks open his trunk to dig for a change of clothes, momentarily ignoring any protests in regards to his volume.]
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REally? Why's that?
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Because I expect that load of hoofbeast shit by now. Those assholes are all about schedules and patterns. The less predictable things that go down are eight times as aggrivating after you get into a pattern.
[He rummages through his trunk until he can find a bandage. Everything nonwithstanding from the events the week prior, Karkat had learned to prepare for injuries nowadays. Out comes guaze and medical tape.]
I take it you met Ruana.
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[He sounds a little proud of himself. He's learning about this place, slowly but surely. Unfortunately, he kind of missed that whole Q & A thing a while back. He's under the impression that the admins tend not to show themselves to their experiments. Like the sci-fi cliche that he imagines them to be.]
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Congradulations, count your blessings.
[He would never actually admit that he liked Ruana a little.]
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Is she really that bad? I've haven't really heard as much about her as I have about...er, what's his name? Jaaa...son. Yes. Jason. Right?
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[And there was also the fact that he had a slight inclination toward psychics, but she was still an admin and he didn't trust her as a result. There was no trusting admins.]
But Ruana likes playing...games...with us.
[No real way to put it.]
The games are only fun if you're into shit that can and will probably kill you.
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[He sighs, pulling his knees up to his chest and resting his chin on them.]
But you said that's not what has your panties in a twist, right? So what is it? What's this unpredictable pattern breaker that has you hating the world so much?
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[He'd throw something, if he wasn't already in the middle of a task. And he also isn't actually that angry at the "panties in a knot" comment.]
Its not important.
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[Come on, Karkat, surely you can throw a better insult than that.]
Sure it is, you're upset after all. [So clearly that makes it not not important.]
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I'm always upset. Its a universal constant.
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[Nap disturbances are a very serious crime, Karkat. Especially when said napper really fucking needs one.]
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I would actually have to give a shit for that to matter. I'm prety sure I just got done describing how few shits I have left to give. The answer is none. Go back to sleep. This is not "pester Karkat about his tower related problems" hour.
[...ok, so he's not completely out of shits. He could put you back to sleep, if he really wanted. But why waste the energy?]
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If you didn't want to talk about them, then why say anything about them at all?
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Because I adore the sound of my own voice, Egbert. I would have thought, after all these weeks of our quality time together, you would have figured that out.
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Well it has a very nice quality to it, I can hardly blame you. Maybe that's why I'm trying to keep you talking, hm?
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Are you flirting with me, John? You're in way over your pan.
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I'm just trying to get you to talk about whatever it is that's bothering you because it's not good to try and bottle that stuff up. Especially here.
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Hey, it ain't my job to judge, just to advise. What you get up to is whatever resting slab you decide to make for yourself.
[Were you trying to get him to talk about himself? Hahahahahahahaha. He doesn't even comment on that last part, because he's extremely cagey.]
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Haha, funny! You're changing the subject though.
[Stop being cagey! Accept the tendril of friendship or whatever sort of weird troll-y thing would be appropriate here.]
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The Rose human. You two got roped in here from the same joint, right?
[He raises an eyebrow.]
Seems like you two are a hot commodity here with the management. With the coming and going thing, I mean.
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Yeah, we did. So did Dave. Well...not the Dave that was already here, obviously. The one with the Pokemon who just got here this month. It's kind of funny though...in the world we came from, the two of us and Jade came and went the lea-- hey, you're doing it again!