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[papshooshing]

WOW, WASN'T THAT JUST FUCKING FUN
AND BY FUN I MEAN I WOULD RATHER JUMP IN A PILE OF FRESHLY STEAMING SHIT THAN TO DO THAT AGAIN.
I'M NOT EVEN GOING TO GO INTO DETAILS HERE. WE'RE JUST LEAVING IT AT THAT, OKAY?
OKAY.
NOW ONTO SOMETHING MORE IMPORTANT THAT I SHOULD HAVE ADDRESSED EARLIER BUT WAS FAR TOO DISTRACTED BY THE FACT MY MOIRAIL CAN'T SEEM TO KEEP OUT OF THIS NONSENSE FOR MORE THAN A FEW DAYS AT A TIME.
WHICH HAS GOT TO STOP, BECAUSE I'M NOT SURE *MY* LITTLE PUMP BISCUIT CAN TAKE ONE MORE THING HAPPENING TO HIM.
SERIOUSLY, THE KID CAN'T CATCH A BREAK EVER AND MY LITTLE VEINS JUST BURST FROM SYMPATHY AND ALL THAT OTHER CLICHED HOOFBEAST SHIT.
IT'S NOTHING SHORT OF TRAGIC AND I HAVE TO WONDER WHOSE BAD SIDE HE MUST HAVE GOTTEN ON
OR IF THERE'S THIS SICK FASCINATION WITH HIM ON THEIR PART.
ANYWAY, PRETTY SURE MY INTENT HERE WASN'T TO RAMBLE ON ABOUT THAT.
IT WAS THIS:
WHERE THE FUCK IS ALL MY STUFF.
HALF OF MY BOOKS ARE MISSING AND THAT SHIT WILL NEVER BE ACCEPTABLE.
IF I CAN'T WATCH MY MOVIES ON MY OWN GODDAMN HUSKTOP, THE LEAST THAT THIS PLACE COULD DO WOULD BE TO RETURN EVERYTHING IN MY TRUNK ENTIRELY
BUT NO!
LET'S SIT THERE AND LAUGH AT KARKAT VANTAS. SEE WHAT IT TAKES TO MAKE HIM FUCKING SING LIKE SOME SONGBIRD.
YEAH WELL FUCK YOU TOO!


[ Filtered to Signless ]

AS FOR YOU.
LOOK, THERE'S SOMETHING I WANT TO...
YOU SEE, I HAVE THIS
OH FUCK IT ALL.
FORGET I EVEN CONTACTED YOU.
THIS IS DUMB AND I AM EVEN DUMBER FOR THINKING THIS WAS A FEASIBLE SOLUTION.

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[iron_infidel]

It would probably be best.

[He himself comes to sit down on the floor and comfortably crosses his legs. He takes a deep breath in and lets it out slowly before he continues.]

I'm not sure what you know of my story, but I suppose starting out is a wise place to start. I was raised under different circumstances than you might be accustomed to. The Dolorosa, she has come to be called, raised me as a grub to what I am now. I guess it's where I learned to be sympathetic to my kind. I was never raised the traditional way, by a rampaging monster for one. Not to bare offense to those who have, but it puts a different perspective on your views.

Secondly it is to be known, that I was gifted with prophetic visions of our planet in a different state. A planet of peace and compassion. I was able to use these visions to look forward to a new outlook in our Alternian culture. It was fortold that another of my blood color would be born and lead in my footsteps, so to speak.

[He offers up a small smile.]

So I appealed to those of the lower bloods. I simply spoke truth and showed them my own color and how if I could speak out against her Imperial Tyranny, then why couldn't they. I treated them as equals, as trolls, not as those who had a color class associated to their blood.

[He pauses for a moment not wanting to lose the attention of the troll.]

Shall I continue?

[papshooshing]

[ Karkat still stands, even if he awkwardly shifts from one side to the next. it's not the most comfortable physically, but it would feel weird to sit beside his "ancestor."

thus he regards the tale being told him with some slight skepticism and doubt. a grub raised by another troll? HA HA HA. if it's true, that might explain a lot of things right there. it makes Karkat thankful for his Lusus. his Lusus that he truly does miss. a lot. ]

Go on.

[ prophetic visions... that's something Karkat is also unsure of. he doesn't think there's something RIGHT about it. if this guy had them, then it stands to reason that Karkat would to. IF it's a blood thing. 8/ ]

[iron_infidel]

[The side of his mouth turns up a slight as Karkat signals for him to continue. Even if the troll found none of his words interesting, he was still willing to listen. It was a good sign, for now.]

I accumulated quite a few followers, some of which were my personal and closest friends that accompanied me through my journey. Now forgive me for using the terms associated with the blood types, as follows, I mean no judgment. My lusus, a jade blood known by the term The Dolorosa. The Psiionic who was a yelllow or mustard [He frowns a bit at the term.] blood. Last my dearest mate, The Disciple who was an olive blood...or green. I really don't try to focus on such technical terms, I am merely explaining so you can understand the situation.

Together we traveled and survived across Alternia, preaching to those who would listen and take my word to heart. I have been continuing it since then, but I take it everything must come to an end. I found myself here not soon after a recent trek and learned of the destruction of our planet. Luckily, or unfortunate if you wish to see it as such, my mate is here as was my lusus, but it is bitter sweet that she has parted this tower. I do hope my Lusus...found a place for herself.