Intro // No Event // BYOA
Waking up in the strange room wasn’t the thing that set Karkat Vantas into a panic. Granted, waking up on some cushioned rectangle instead of in the peaceful sopor slime within his recuperacoon was strange, but it wasn’t the first time he woke up in some strange place. Nor was it the strange scent in the room, or the faint mugginess he felt that really made him wish for a breeze or something. He couldn’t even open a window to let a draft in if he wanted, since there was nary a window in sight. Even discovering the door to his strange prison to be locked was hardly a challenge; heck, all he had to do was pull out his sickle from his fetch modus and-
Wait, where were all the sickles he had captchalogued earlier? In fact, where were any of the items he had captchalogued?
Okay, another setback, but Karkat could deal with it. He was the fearless leader of his group of trolls, some flimsy door and a lack of sickles wasn’t going to hold him back.
No, these things weren’t what had caused Karkat to panic. They each caused him to curse and swear and kick at some of the furniture, but they didn’t cause him to panic. No, what caused Karkat to panic was a simple, metal bucket, neatly sitting next to the lush bed he had been sleeping in. Seeing that shiny metal pail made his eyes widen and his face pale. He knew what buckets were for, at least back on Alternia. They were used for collecting genetic material. Did… did someone bring him here intending to collect his genetic material?!
Okay, who’s fucking sick joke was it to kidnap him, take all of his items, and lock him in a room with a bucket?!
His first instinct afterwards was to get the fuck out of there, but try as he might the door refused to budge or open no matter how hard he pounded his fist against it or kicked at it. If anyone were to wander down the hall at that moment, they would probably hear the loud thumping of someone pounding on the door, and screaming at the top of their lungs.
"GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF THIS GODDAMN ROOM! OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR THIS INSTANT!! WHEN I FIND WHATEVER NOOKSUCKING SHITSTAIN DID THIS I’LL BREAK THEIR NECK!!"
[OoC: So here we have Karkat Vantas, aged up appropriately to about 18 or 19 to fit this setting. He is a bit of a foul-mouth, so expect a lot of swearing and colourful curses thrown at your character from the frustrated troll. Males or females are welcomed, and castmates are especially welcomed. Prefs, as well as headcanon for troll biology, can be found here, just let me know if you have anything against his weird troll biology and I'll adjust accordingly :3]
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Wait, where were all the sickles he had captchalogued earlier? In fact, where were any of the items he had captchalogued?
Okay, another setback, but Karkat could deal with it. He was the fearless leader of his group of trolls, some flimsy door and a lack of sickles wasn’t going to hold him back.
No, these things weren’t what had caused Karkat to panic. They each caused him to curse and swear and kick at some of the furniture, but they didn’t cause him to panic. No, what caused Karkat to panic was a simple, metal bucket, neatly sitting next to the lush bed he had been sleeping in. Seeing that shiny metal pail made his eyes widen and his face pale. He knew what buckets were for, at least back on Alternia. They were used for collecting genetic material. Did… did someone bring him here intending to collect his genetic material?!
Okay, who’s fucking sick joke was it to kidnap him, take all of his items, and lock him in a room with a bucket?!
His first instinct afterwards was to get the fuck out of there, but try as he might the door refused to budge or open no matter how hard he pounded his fist against it or kicked at it. If anyone were to wander down the hall at that moment, they would probably hear the loud thumping of someone pounding on the door, and screaming at the top of their lungs.
"GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF THIS GODDAMN ROOM! OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR THIS INSTANT!! WHEN I FIND WHATEVER NOOKSUCKING SHITSTAIN DID THIS I’LL BREAK THEIR NECK!!"
[OoC: So here we have Karkat Vantas, aged up appropriately to about 18 or 19 to fit this setting. He is a bit of a foul-mouth, so expect a lot of swearing and colourful curses thrown at your character from the frustrated troll. Males or females are welcomed, and castmates are especially welcomed. Prefs, as well as headcanon for troll biology, can be found here, just let me know if you have anything against his weird troll biology and I'll adjust accordingly :3]
Mun is: ONLINE