Test Drive Meme v.2

[annihilistic]

Comment here with your characters that you're thinking of bringing into LR, and tag around with other people to see how suitable they'd be for the game! This meme is taking place in the setting of Darstone, so while you may leave your comment blank, I'd like to recommend you set up a scene or two in your initial comment. Some suggested settings are provided below, but make up whatever you'd like based off the setting pages! ⑴ Job Hunting. If you don't want to stay in the assigned housing, then you're going to need cash, and if you want cash, you're going to need a job- lucky for you there seem to be plenty of those on the job board. ⑵ Arriving/Housing. You've just gotten here and finally made it to your assigned apartment, but it turns out you have roommates, and they're one of them. ⑶ Adventuring. Whether out into the surrounding caves or taking a boat onto the lake, you're adventuring, maybe on a quest. Whoever's with you might be a member of your party-- or they might be trying to beat you to the reward.

[meme re-posted with mod permission, ♥]

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Karkat Vantas (Hemostuck AU) | Homestuck

[dedicatheist]

[ OOC: Please forgive the lack of icons! I am still putting things together for this boy. ]

[highb100d_seeker]

[As Karkat's moving in, Equius is moving out. The blue-blooded troll is carrying a large crate of - yes - gold down the hall as Karkat enters the building. He stops, eyes widening behind his cracked shades, then starts towards Karkat more quickly]

Vantas. You've arrived.

[dedicatheist]

Zahhak?

[ Karkat's equally surprised to see Aradia's mild-mannered matesprit here, but he's certainly more than a little glad to have someone reliable around. Although - the way he said it - ]

What, was I expected in Magical Fairy Bullshit Land? Is there an itinerary I wasn't told about somewhere? I demand to see. Wait, then who else is here? Am I late to the kidnap party? I bet I missed out on all the family fun! Did the interrogations and ransom start without me, because you bet I would never want to miss out on that! That has Karkat Vantas, Knight of the fucking Blood written all over it!

-Hell, I'm babbling. I'm glad to see you, you big lug, even if I'm not exactly thrilled that they've captured more than one of us.

[highb100d_seeker]

[Equius is a little taken aback by the welcome, but pleased. He shakes his head quickly]

I hadn't thought of myself as a captive. Thus far, it's been reasonably pleasant, all things considered.

[A pregnant pause] Did the highblood subjugglate you, as well?

[dedicatheist]

Reasonably pleasant might as well mean softening us up. I mean, okay, I'm glad that this isn't some kind of torture porn nightmare so far, don't get me wrong, but that doesn't mean I'm going to say hey, here is my back, all nice and unstabbed, why don't you fucking fix that! You can't let your guard down in an unfamiliar situation.

[ Another pause gets uncomfortably knocked up. Then, slowly, as if he's not entirely sure all of Equius's neurons are firing in the right order: ]

Zahhak, anyone higher than me with any kind of consequence on my life is on our side and definitely not a clown cultist.

[highb100d_seeker]

[Equius feels the words as a rebuke. Though Karkat is a mutant-blood and unworthy of much consideration, he did give him his loyalty, so he hunches his shoulders slightly and a bit of sweat springs up on his brow.] I assure you, I'm not so foolish as that. But it's not as though there's truly anywhere to go, if we were to leave here. Uh. So I thought.

[He frowns. Clown cultist? He gives Karkat the same sort of look, as if he's not sure he's all there] I'm talking about Gamzee Makara.

[dedicatheist]

[ Karkat narrows his eyes suspiciously - then sighs, clapping his hand on Equius's shoulder sympathetically. ]

There, there. You're obviously just addled by whatever the hell kind of game of Operation they decided to play with your brain, I'm sure it was terrible.

[ Because Gamzee? A highblood? Pshhhhhhhhhh. ]

[highb100d_seeker]

[Equius stiffens at the touch, blinking in surprise] No, I'm not! You don't remember contacting me and ordering me to find him?

[dedicatheist]

...Zahhak, I can say with the calm serenity of being completely and unshakably certain of the facts that you've never even met my moirail.

[highb100d_seeker]

[Equius opens his mouth, then closes it, then takes another look at Karkat]

...You are not my Karkat Vantas. What is your blood colour?

[dedicatheist]

[ His first, automatic reaction is one of panic, internally, at that harsh and suspicious tone - does he know? How, how did he find out? Fuck, am I going to have to kill Aradia's boyfriend, how would I ever explain that to her, I don't even have the treatments here so if he finds out I can't disprove it-

His voice is measured when he speaks, though, with a few notes of outrage. ]

I'm a limeblood, of course, what kind of self-respecting Karkat Vantas isn't?

[highb100d_seeker]

Lime. [The word is said somewhat flatly, but he accepts it without doubt] The Karkat Vantas I know is not lime-blooded. His blood is an unnatural shade of red. [He shrugs] Much as the Tavros I know is orange-blooded, while the Tavros here is purple, and Sollux is a tyrian, instead of yellow. These things happen, here.

[dedicatheist]

[ Karkat restrains himself from flinching at "red." He does look...pretty weirded out by that mention of Sollux and Tavros, though. ]

Yeah, Nitram's an orange and Sollux is pure gold where I'm from, too. Well, I guess that's a few points to the "fever dream" theory, because I really don't know how this could get weirder or more ludicrous. Next you'll be telling me Aradia's not the Empress in Waiting and you're not flushed to the tips of your fucked-up horns for her.

[highb100d_seeker]

[He chokes at the 'Empress in Waiting' bit, then turns blue as a berry at the second part] My...my feelings for Aradia are irrelevant here. But she is most certainly not an Empress. She's a rust-blood!

[dedicatheist]

[ Disappointed look, Equius. Such disrespectful slang out of you of all people? Towards your own matesprit? ]

Yes, Zahhak, she's as maroon as it gets. Which, last I checked, makes her royalty.

[guiltapalooza]

[So he's been there for a while, maybe a few weeks, and has settled more or less without incident into the third bedroom at their little townhouse. Willow's starting to feel like this place is too small with all the hectic running around and incestuous drama and Feferi bringing home tentacle pets. But they can't move again, they just moved, so she decides to hit two birds with one stone: get some time to herself, and get to know Karkat a little better.

She has to admit she's curious. And very determinedly not being jealous that so many of Eridan's close friends are showing up, and none of hers. Nope. Supportive girlfriend here.

Willow knocks on his door, and doesn't wait before poking her head in. She's a tiny, nervous, redheaded thing at the moment.]

So... um... I sort of need to get out of the house for a while or I will not be held responsible for my actions. Want to come with?

[dedicatheist]

[ Karkat recognizes that expression, the kind of fumbling uncertainty and quiet frustration with the world that he's learned to recognize in his line of work. It instantly presses that little button in his blood pusher that gets him dragging himself up every night, going out to help the world one sad little circumstance at a time. He sets his book aside, rising immediately - reaches for his sickle to buckle around his waist on reflex, then catches himself and puts it back down. It's not easy to ignore that constant alarm drilled into his head every minute of his training. The world is dangerous, the world is trying to kill you and you'd better hope you can distract it long enough to make it stop trying...

He clutches at the ring he wears on a chain under his shirt, just to make sure it's still there, and once assured of that goes over to the door with an encouraging smile. ]

Sure, Red. We all go a little pan-rotted sometimes. Can't live with family, can't live without 'em, right?

[ He slips out of the door, closing it quietly behind him, and shoves his hands into his pockets. ]

So, where are headed for this fun little jaunt? Please say there are no giant crabs involved, because I'm having a nice day for once and I'd hate to break that little winning streak. I've had enough of giant crabs to last me several lifetimes.

[guiltapalooza]

[Willow wouldn't have thought anything of him bringing his sickle with him-- in her mind, it was crazy to go anywhere unarmed if you had a weapon you knew how to use. Never sure what was going to happen. But she doesn't say anything, just feels a shiver of nostalgia at that Red. When was the last time she saw Spike? The scary part is, she doesn't know.]

There are no crabs, I promise, [she says promptly, backing up to give him space before turning for the stairs.] I thought we could head to the library? I need to return some books, and I wanted to get the next in my series of exceedingly long-winded treatises on magical theory.

Also it helps prevent the, um, aforementioned pan-rotting. Not that I don't like everyone, [she goes on quickly, her nervousness making her sentences get longer and longer,] I'm just... getting used to everything.

[little_miss_snarker]

[Let's assume, somehow, Karkat got roped into working at the coffee shop Kyonko works at, the Mudcap, and he is likely not taking it well.

Specifically, Kyonko just had to convince another set of customers not to leave and then rounds on Karkat in the backroom.]

Do you have to yell at every customer who comes in?!

[biiowiired]

[Just hanging in a dark corner in the communal block of the hive. Uh, literally. He's got his arm wires secured around a rafter, and the rest wrapped around himself in a cocoon-like fashion. Security blanket, okay?? He's coding on his mirror as usual, using psionics to make it float and type. Probably why he doesn't notice Karkat enter at first.]

[dedicatheist]

[ And Karkat very abruptly drops his shopping bag from his little grocery run, gaping in abject horror. It's like the Sollux (or Sollux-doppelganger) from his nightmares, now with bonus tentacles, right in front of his eyes instead of an ephemeral hallucination of a day terror. He feels about ready to scream in horror, he never wanted to see this, never ever. ]

Sollux- Sollux, oh my fucking God, is that you? What did they do to you?

[biiowiired]

[Wtf it's like a mini-Signless. Cute!]

Unidentified uther'th appearanthe ith... [pause] Ith uther in dithtreth?

[dedicatheist]

[ ...Not Sollux, then? Sollux would know him. Just someone who looked just like him, only with a tackier outfit (who even knew that was possible?) and the aforementioned nightmare tentacles. ]

In distress, he says, as if distress is anything approaching adequate as a word to describe the shock and horror of this fun little surprise! How did you even get in?

[biiowiired]

[Wat, are these threads not the ultimate in swag??]

Thythtem uthed the window.

[As the mini-Signless doesn't seem too keen on that, he elaborates:]

Helmthman thythtem detected thubthtantial dropth in temperature and moved indoorth. Thythtem hath been told to monitor itth organic prothetheth very carefully thinthe arrival.

[whomheloved]

Signless!

[When she sees those familiar horns in front of her Di can't help calling out to him, a wide smile already spreading itself across her face. It's only when she catches his scent that she checks her quickened step, blinking in confusion.]