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vatheon2012-12-28 08:17 am
bethehugejerk) wrote in vatheon2012-12-28 08:17 am
Entry tags:
packaged just isn't as good as fresh
Who: Karkat and Equius. (Possibly Gamzee later?)
Where: The Makara-Zahhak hive.
When: Morning.
Style: Action.
Status: Closed.
[The thing about curses is that the rest of life doesn't stop just because one is happening. Well, okay, sometimes things do get put on hold due to the difficulty imposed by a certain thing happening. Not all regular tasks can be done if you're stuck in the body of a cat, for instance. But this week, Karkat still has all his thumbs and his senses, his scale and his capabilities; he just has distracting brightness and an appetite for blood on top. He can't call in to work just because he's awomper vampire rainbow drinker for the week, and indeed he hasn't done so yet. He's not going to, either.]
[The thing now isn't that he's got a shift tonight, but that it comes after a good chunk of the week since he fed. He's not worried that he'll hurt the customers! It hasn't been that long, and he's far from wracked with the kind of hunger that would make him attack a stranger. Besides, there's a stage before that Kanaya warned him about: indiscriminate flirting.]
[Without any sign before it happens.]
[There are many embarrassments Karkat has gone through in his life, but hitting on hapless video store patrons in hopes of scoring a meal is not one he wants to add. Instead, though he hates to do it, he's swallowed his pride to suffer a different one.]
ALL HOPES OF JOY STAND AS A FLAMING WRECK BEFORE ME
THE SURROUNDING VILLAGE NOTHING BUT CHARRED RUINS, PITTED OF ALL GOODS, VALUABLES, AND TRINKETS OF EVEN THE SLIGHTEST WORTH.
CHILDREN TREMBLE IN THE STREETS WEEPING OVER SUCH MERCILESS DESTRUCTION.
UPON THIS LAND WILL LIE A CURSE OF FOUL BACK HATRED FOR A THOUSAND, THOUSAND SWEEPS.
EQUIUS HORSEFUCKER ZAHHAK
I SWEAR TO YOU ON MY UNDEAD GLEAMING SOUL THAT SOMEDAY, EVEN AFTER MY RETURN TO MORTAL LIFE, I WILL FIND A WAY TO PAY BACK THIS ATROCITY WITH INTEREST AND THEN SOME.
BUT FOR NOW
IF MY HUMBLE REQUEST IS SUFFICIENT ENOUGH TO PLACATE YOUR WHIMS, MAY I PLEASE FEED ON ONE OF THE BLOOD BAGS IN YOUR REFRIGERATOR.
[That is to say, he finally sends Equius a message about that "offer". An encrypted one, mind! Yes, encrypted: a girl called Ed gave him a handy program for such purposes for Christmas. Not that... he's mastered using it, but it's better than what he could do on his own. For now, he just hopes his request is enough. He even used the snooty blueblood term for thermal hull! That has to count for something.]
Where: The Makara-Zahhak hive.
When: Morning.
Style: Action.
Status: Closed.
[The thing about curses is that the rest of life doesn't stop just because one is happening. Well, okay, sometimes things do get put on hold due to the difficulty imposed by a certain thing happening. Not all regular tasks can be done if you're stuck in the body of a cat, for instance. But this week, Karkat still has all his thumbs and his senses, his scale and his capabilities; he just has distracting brightness and an appetite for blood on top. He can't call in to work just because he's a
[The thing now isn't that he's got a shift tonight, but that it comes after a good chunk of the week since he fed. He's not worried that he'll hurt the customers! It hasn't been that long, and he's far from wracked with the kind of hunger that would make him attack a stranger. Besides, there's a stage before that Kanaya warned him about: indiscriminate flirting.]
[Without any sign before it happens.]
[There are many embarrassments Karkat has gone through in his life, but hitting on hapless video store patrons in hopes of scoring a meal is not one he wants to add. Instead, though he hates to do it, he's swallowed his pride to suffer a different one.]
ALL HOPES OF JOY STAND AS A FLAMING WRECK BEFORE ME
THE SURROUNDING VILLAGE NOTHING BUT CHARRED RUINS, PITTED OF ALL GOODS, VALUABLES, AND TRINKETS OF EVEN THE SLIGHTEST WORTH.
CHILDREN TREMBLE IN THE STREETS WEEPING OVER SUCH MERCILESS DESTRUCTION.
UPON THIS LAND WILL LIE A CURSE OF FOUL BACK HATRED FOR A THOUSAND, THOUSAND SWEEPS.
EQUIUS HORSEFUCKER ZAHHAK
I SWEAR TO YOU ON MY UNDEAD GLEAMING SOUL THAT SOMEDAY, EVEN AFTER MY RETURN TO MORTAL LIFE, I WILL FIND A WAY TO PAY BACK THIS ATROCITY WITH INTEREST AND THEN SOME.
BUT FOR NOW
IF MY HUMBLE REQUEST IS SUFFICIENT ENOUGH TO PLACATE YOUR WHIMS, MAY I PLEASE FEED ON ONE OF THE BLOOD BAGS IN YOUR REFRIGERATOR.
[That is to say, he finally sends Equius a message about that "offer". An encrypted one, mind! Yes, encrypted: a girl called Ed gave him a handy program for such purposes for Christmas. Not that... he's mastered using it, but it's better than what he could do on his own. For now, he just hopes his request is enough. He even used the snooty blueblood term for thermal hull! That has to count for something.]