yet another bin bons (
caliginous) wrote in
animus_network2012-08-23 07:25 pm
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SURPRISE, ITS YOUR FRIENDLY NEIGHBORHOOD ASSHOLE WITH A SHINY PIECE OF INFORM8TION.
STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME.
THAT MEANS YOU.
YES YOU.
ALL OF YOU.
I AM TIRED OF DYING.
SO TIRED I'M NOT EVEN GOING TO SIT HERE AND COME UP WITH A SUPER CONVOLUTED METAPHOR TO LET YOU KNOW HOW FUCKING TIRED I AM OF IT.
BUT SINCE I'M FORCED TO ENDURE IT TIME AND TIME AGAIN, I'M GONNA DO YOU ALL A BIG FUCKING FAVOR.
NO NEED TO THANK ME OR ANYTHING.
YOU CAN THANK ME BY FUCKING OFF TO THE ENCHANTED LAND THAT EXISTS IN CLOTHING STORAGE.
AND LEAVING ME ALONE.
I DON'T KNOW IF IT HAS TO DO WITH THAT HUGE BREECHBEAST THAT TORE THIS PLACE DOWN OR WHATEVER.
BUT I USUALLY GET AN HOUR OF THIS PARALYSIS SHIT WHENEVER SOMEONE GETS IT IN THEIR HEADS TO OFF ME.
WELL I GOT THE HOUR OF LAYING ON MY ASS DOING NOTHING.
BUT I WOKE UP A LITTLE BEFORE THAT?
DON'T ASK ME HOW, BECAUSE I DON'T FUCKING KNOW.
SINCE I WAS DEAD AND EVERYTHING.
I DON'T REMEMBER A LOT, IT WASN'T FOR LONG, AND IT PROBABLY ISN'T EVEN RELEVANT, BUT I KNOW A FEW OF YOU LOSERS GET YOUR JOLLIES OUT OF TRYING TO MAKE SENSE OF SHIT THAT HAPPENS AROUND HERE.
SO THERE YOU GO.
YOU'RE WELCOME.
ALLOW ME TO REMIND YOU OF THE "FUCKING OFF" CLAUSE THAT COMES WITH THIS INFORM8TION.
STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME.
THAT MEANS YOU.
YES YOU.
ALL OF YOU.
I AM TIRED OF DYING.
SO TIRED I'M NOT EVEN GOING TO SIT HERE AND COME UP WITH A SUPER CONVOLUTED METAPHOR TO LET YOU KNOW HOW FUCKING TIRED I AM OF IT.
BUT SINCE I'M FORCED TO ENDURE IT TIME AND TIME AGAIN, I'M GONNA DO YOU ALL A BIG FUCKING FAVOR.
NO NEED TO THANK ME OR ANYTHING.
YOU CAN THANK ME BY FUCKING OFF TO THE ENCHANTED LAND THAT EXISTS IN CLOTHING STORAGE.
AND LEAVING ME ALONE.
I DON'T KNOW IF IT HAS TO DO WITH THAT HUGE BREECHBEAST THAT TORE THIS PLACE DOWN OR WHATEVER.
BUT I USUALLY GET AN HOUR OF THIS PARALYSIS SHIT WHENEVER SOMEONE GETS IT IN THEIR HEADS TO OFF ME.
WELL I GOT THE HOUR OF LAYING ON MY ASS DOING NOTHING.
BUT I WOKE UP A LITTLE BEFORE THAT?
DON'T ASK ME HOW, BECAUSE I DON'T FUCKING KNOW.
SINCE I WAS DEAD AND EVERYTHING.
I DON'T REMEMBER A LOT, IT WASN'T FOR LONG, AND IT PROBABLY ISN'T EVEN RELEVANT, BUT I KNOW A FEW OF YOU LOSERS GET YOUR JOLLIES OUT OF TRYING TO MAKE SENSE OF SHIT THAT HAPPENS AROUND HERE.
SO THERE YOU GO.
YOU'RE WELCOME.
ALLOW ME TO REMIND YOU OF THE "FUCKING OFF" CLAUSE THAT COMES WITH THIS INFORM8TION.

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He cares too much, you see. Makes it personal.
[There's that manic glint again, sharper now.]
This isn't personal, you understand. It's just business.
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Its a horrible taste, but there are just some things even Karkat has limits with.]
Just business? Then don't fucking touch me.
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You're not going to make this personal anymore.
[His smile is crooked, not amused, and it doesn't reach his eyes.]
It would've been, if I'd gotten you right after you went and fucked with my head. Couldn't think straight for days, you know? Or maybe after the second time, that one lasted weeks. But this? You couldn't make me hate you so now you're going to try and be as pitiful as you can?
[If you're not gonna lick that blood, he will. It's mostly like an after thought.]
I'm going to cull your ass, Vantas, and I'm not even going to enjoy it.
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[Yeah, Karkat is done with this conversation. This time, he's a lot rougher with his shove. He throws his whole body into it to dump Eridan off of his lap.]
If you try, I'm gonna defend myself. I suggest you fuck off if you don't want me to make you.
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Please do.
[And when he came back, it was to press the tip of the barrel against Karkat's head.]
I know I've always thought you were better than you really are, Vantas, but being a sitting duck is too much.
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Just remember, Eridan. You asked for this.
[Karkat has Eridan's eyes and he won't let him look away from his ice cold fury. He shoves the barrel away and moves to stand. He couldn't turn to leave, or his control would fade. So he would have to put him to sleep.]
I'd almost feel bad, if it wasn't for that.
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Being sorry is my thing, not yours.
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[He takes control, forces him to lower the gun and step back. He is very focused on keeping his mind from melding with the insanity that is Eridan's but boy is it temping to give in after that display. How dare he push him like that, he was practically begging to be subjugated.]
Here's the thing. You don't get to tell me what to do. Its my job to tell you what to do.
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It's good to know I'm not the only one hopelessly shitty at his designed job.
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[He snaps Eridan's jaw shut, painfully so that he might bite his tongue if he's not quick enough to move it.]
You and I are never going to be equals. By default, I'm instantly better than you, and the more you talk, the deeper you dig your own sorry corpsehole. You're done talking, you're done threatening me, and I'm done with you.
[The urge to break him in half is overwhelming. But he doesn't. After the episode with Minato, he couldn't do that again. Especially not to a friend.
If that was even still a thing. Whatever.]
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[He then throws his hands out in frustration as he knocks him into dreamland, completely careless as to how he falls to the ground.
He feared if he stayed much longer, he would have done something he would regret. Even as Karkat turns to storm off, he is vaguely aware that his hands are shaking and that his empathy threatens to overwhelm his already fragile psyche.]