crusthatecean | ♋ PCG 18

[He isn't familiar enough to think twice before eating what just looks like another strange type of fungal food product. He doesn't feel the effects until later, when the feeling of intense terror and hallucinations overtake him. Even then, plagued by horrifying visions and the sensation of his vascular sac beating in his thorax so violently that he feels it might burst, he isn't aware this is not real or unusual.

In his visions, the walls are splattered with colorful gore. He's hunted by unstoppable predators he can't hope to flee or leave behind. He and everyone he knows is going to die. And worst of all? Preventing this was his responsibility, and he's failed. He's more than failed. All of this was his fault. The red lines cracking through the sky, destroying everything and everyone and ensuring their last safe haven will be gone is the same color as the red running through his veins. He is the cancer, and he will destroy everything he loves.

The sensation and knowledge is unsurprising. His worst fears come to life is something that by now, he is all too familiar with.]

[Action; 1338 Benny]

[Early in the afternoon, soon after the mushrooms have taken their effect, Karkat can be found in the family room of the house. He's still lucid, but he's pacing and clutching his garden sickle, and occasionally looking around at the walls and jumping at shadows. There's something clearly very wrong here; he looks either like he's about to bolt or like he's about to be sick, and he's muttering to himself.]

Oh god. Oh man. Fuck. Fuck. Oh man. Oh god.

[Phone]

[Karkat's voice over the phone is trembling badly; rather than his usual angry and loud tone, he sounds panicked and hollow.]

Okay. Fuck. Okay. I need everyone to fucking listen right the fuck now.

Those red lines earlier mean that Mayfield is going to be destroyed. We're going to need to find a way out, everyone, that's...that's something we can do. Shit. Okay.

If that's not enough, Gamzee, he's gone completely shitfucking off the fucking deep end again. He...fuck fuck fuck. If you see him around, stay away from him. Oh god. He's incredibly dangerous. I...shit, shit, I'm sorry, I promised I wouldn't let this happen, it's all my fault for not...I'm sorry...

You probably won't hear from me again, so don't wait for me to find a way out of here any way you can. I'm so sorry, you guys, I fucked up everything.

...Bye.

[He hangs up and won't answer any calls, but you may find him at or around 1338 Benny. He has definitely deteriorated from earlier, though, and it's evident from the way he'll react to anyone who approaches him that he may attack you with the sickle he's brandishing.]

((OOC: Sorry to post again so soon! I will still backtag the other post too. Feel free to action tag in response to the phone call or just in general, he'll mainly stay around his house but if you prefer he can be outside. Thanks!))

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Back in the veil. You don't remember it now, but.

[He presses his face into Gamzee's shoulder, still not returning the hug.]

Best friend, best friend. Punchline blooded motherfucker. Stop. Just stop.

Stop pretending to be my friend.

I'm not. [There's genuine hurt bleeding into his voice now, along with desperation.] I'm your friend -- I've always been your friend. You gotta know I love you a whole motherfuckin' lot, why are you doubting a brother's words now?

[He takes a deep breath, not sure if he wants to know the answer to his next question but asking it anyway.]

What happened back in the veil?

Please. Just stop pretending to be him.

Bro, the only impersonation I'm all putting on right now is of a motherfucker who you're starting to scare pretty bad. Pretending to be who? Tell me what you want me to stop or start and I'll do it.

Okay. Do it. Get it over with.

[If he were anyone else, this would be the part where Gamzee starts to get frustrated. As it is, he just pats Karkat's back.]

You gotta tell me what you want me to do first. I ain't a sponge-reader, soooooorry.

You know what I mean.

Just kill me. Then everything will be okay.

No.

Fuck, I don't know what the town's all done to make you this shithive, but that ain't ever an option. If you wanna take it out on me or whatever, that's fine, but I'm not culling you, okay? Not now, not ever.

Please.

[Pressing his face harder against Gamzee, leaving his words quiet and muffled.]

I deserve to. I want to.

I can't. I won't. You don't -- [He makes a frustrated sound in his throat and tightens his hold around Karkat.] I don't know what I gotta say to convince you or what lies the town's all making you see and feel, but you're a motherfuckin' miracle and my best friend. You can ask me to do anything and I'll get on it faster than a clown on pie, just not that.

[...hugging him back]

[He sags with relief when he feels Karkat finally, finally hug him back, letting himself smile for the first time in this conversation.]

Feeling better yet?

I don't know.

Everything's wrong. I know Mayfield is being destroyed and I know you just killed Jade and you're going to kill me too, but I...shit.

[He doesn't sound certain anymore.]

[Firmly.] I'm not gonna cull you, so kick that shit outta your pan right now. And I'm as motherfuckin' sure as I can be that I didn't kill Jade. [Though in this town, who knows?]

I don't know about the town getting wrecked, but it don't seem that different to me today. How do you know?

It just is. I'm going to ruin this universe, too.

Uhhh...don't know how to break this to you, best friend, but I'm pretty sure it was the meteors and the game and Jack Noir what all ruined our universe, not you.

No. It was me. Jack Noir only exists because of me.

[...yeah, he's just going to put down everything Karkat says from here on out as crazytalk from the town.]

I...don't know how that's even being possible, but Jack Noir ain't even in this town. There's nothing to worry about.

I created him here, too. Sorry.

I'm nothing but a disease.

You're not. You're my best motherfuckin' friend and Terezi's matesprit and Jade's...I don't know what the word for it is at, but she really loves you too and so do a ton of motherfuckers. If you're a disease, it's a beautiful one, like friendship.

Yeah, I'm a friendship disease, I make people be my friend and then they go insane or die.

♋ PCG 18

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