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[OOC: Some time ago, Karkat left the bar and returned to his doomed asteroid.
OOM: If this is how you folks make art it's fucking depressing]
Karkat returns to the bar considerably worse for wear.
There's the colors on his shirt; liberal smears of magenta and jade green, with smudges on his hands and face, along with pinkish smudges on his face, as if he's been grubbing around in paint. But it's not grub sauce. There's a meaty, bloody smell that hangs around it. It's a smell he's very very familiar with. Under it his grey skin is greyer, pastier than ever; his hair is a rat's nest.
There's the way he moves, like somebody cut the connection between his sponge and his stems and they're just kind of wandering on their own, and the slow, dream-like eyes that move around the bar. He keeps walking for a while, and then he... stops.
He sits down, dropping into a loose cross-legged squat, and lets his (unbloodied) sickle drop from his fingers. He just sits there for a while.
[OOC: Open for whoever, forever, but will slow down after tonight. Backstory isn't really necessary to tag in, but it's there if you're curious!]
OOM: If this is how you folks make art it's fucking depressing]
Karkat returns to the bar considerably worse for wear.
There's the colors on his shirt; liberal smears of magenta and jade green, with smudges on his hands and face, along with pinkish smudges on his face, as if he's been grubbing around in paint. But it's not grub sauce. There's a meaty, bloody smell that hangs around it. It's a smell he's very very familiar with. Under it his grey skin is greyer, pastier than ever; his hair is a rat's nest.
There's the way he moves, like somebody cut the connection between his sponge and his stems and they're just kind of wandering on their own, and the slow, dream-like eyes that move around the bar. He keeps walking for a while, and then he... stops.
He sits down, dropping into a loose cross-legged squat, and lets his (unbloodied) sickle drop from his fingers. He just sits there for a while.
[OOC: Open for whoever, forever, but will slow down after tonight. Backstory isn't really necessary to tag in, but it's there if you're curious!]