[This kid's new. Maybe you know him from home? Probably not. Either way, the way he's looking at you is slightly more hostile than you would find ideal.]
Oh shit, really? What gave you that impression? I was just about to go on a happy asshole romp through C.O. and pick flowers for the fucking funerals while humming a rousing rendition of the "Karkat Ruined Everything and That's Okay" Song, then merrily bludgeon myself to death. It's going to be an epic adventure in fun-having!
There is a really embarassingly obvious reason why you shouldn't be upset, but I'm not going to reveal it this early! That would give us less time to address your deep-seated psychological issues.
Oh, awesome, this is exactly what this situation calls for. A good old-fashioned armchair mindthreshing session, courtesy of someone more insane than me in the first place. This is going to be great.
Anyway, how about, I dunno, the fucking curse? I got half our friends killed at home and now I'm gonna get half our obnoxious pandimensional friends killed here.
Four people died, and you happened to be nearby at the time! This isn't Alternia anymore, there are plenty of people left to go around. Besides, those four don't matter, because of the secret obvious reason I alluded to previously!
Besides, it's not like you knew in advance what was going to happen. You were just unlucky, and as a result you keep going on about some imaginary curse.
Okay, even pretending the fact that basically nothing good has happened to the team and lasted more than a day since I became leader is just a string of zany coincidences and I'm not responsible for anything ever, please, tell me. Why does four people dying not matter? I really wanna find out exactly how psychotic your logic is here.
Why the taint-chafing fuck would I make that promise under any imaginable circumstances? That is seriously the worst idea for a promise to make that I have ever heard.
Karkat! I thought that of all people, you would at least trust me not to brutally and hilariously ruin everything for you during your darkest hour of need!
See, while I would honestly like to operate under the assumption that you wouldn't spontaneously do something sadistic and insane at any moment, I fucked that opportunity up for myelf by knowing you.
The first option is, you can refuse to trust your extremely reliably and considerate source of info, and be plagued by uncertainty and guilt for the rest of your life. The second option is stepping two inches out of your sanity zone!
I sense that you are in need of some emotional support!
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Quit whining and calm down!
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Okay, what?
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Why do you think this is your fault, anyway?
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Anyway, how about, I dunno, the fucking curse? I got half our friends killed at home and now I'm gonna get half our obnoxious pandimensional friends killed here.
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Besides, it's not like you knew in advance what was going to happen. You were just unlucky, and as a result you keep going on about some imaginary curse.
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The first option is, you can refuse to trust your extremely reliably and considerate source of info, and be plagued by uncertainty and guilt for the rest of your life. The second option is stepping two inches out of your sanity zone!
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Whatever, fine. Just tell me.
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What.
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