5th Memo [Video]

[beepbeepmeeow]

[Karkat is sitting just outside The Usual spot. The feed shows him quietly munching on some form of pastry with a cup of some steaming liquid. The troll almost seems content with the world, except for the bags under his eyes and the apparent sleep he has not been getting, Karkat looks pleasant enough. He opens his mouth to speak, but quickly begins

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[Video]

[badatmyjob]

Oh man! Watching a movie would be great... What is it?

[badatmyjob]

Well that's stupid! What's wrong with having red blood?

[beepbeepmeeow]

A lot of things. Well for one, it's not even on the hemospectrum. It's not necessary and not very genetically strong. That doesn't matter to me though. I've come to accept that I am a mutant and I hope to prove myself by living out my dream is all!

[badatmyjob]

Feh. Trolls are weird. Just tell yourself you've got the proud blood of a Red Demon, and then you can be like me!

[beepbeepmeeow]

Really!? Well, I still wish to be a troll though, but perhaps I will try that sometime!

[badatmyjob]

Who knows, maybe one of your parents was really a demon. [You can tell him to shut up any time.]

[beepbeepmeeow]

No! That's not even possible. Trolls don't have parents we have guardians called Lusus that pick and raise us when we get through the trails.

[badatmyjob]

Oh, well, demons are kinda like that. We get shoved off onto our clan when we're born, since the color of a demon kid isn't usually the same as the parents. I don't even really remember my parents.