♋ PCG 20

[crusthatecean]

[Action, 1338 Benny Road]

[Karkat wakes up unable to shake the memory of his dream. He has nightmares regularly, a combination of sleeping without a recuperacoon and everything he's been through since he began playing Sgrub. But something about this one felt more real and vivid and awful, and he remembers it more clearly.

But he wakes ordinarily, only to watch the news and hear his own name, among others, listed. He remembers. She told him she would erase his existence, and he said yes. That memory combined with the news spooks him; Mayfield is clearly doing something, and he doesn't know what to think. So when the television shuts off, he'll go looking for his housemates to try to calm his nerves.]

[Phone, later]

All right, this is Karkat. No, guess what, this is actually Karkat. I'm here. You can choose to believe me or not.

Is anyone else who supposedly disappeared still here? Let's discuss this latest Mayfield fuckstorm like the rational conversationalists I know we all aren't.

[Filtered to Feferi, Tavros, Eridan, and Sollux]

And I especially need to talk to all of you. Now. Don't give me any shit about whether or not I'm the real Karkat. If you are here, answer me now.

I can't believe a single one of you complete drooling panrotted fucking assholes.

[Filtered to Signless.]

You.

((OOC: Karkat has been erased, so he will seem like a fakey fake doppleganger!))

Comments

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

[Well, that certainly gives him pause. He's just put all of his friends in danger just to protect himself. Especially since so many of the ones with him are the trolls he's already allowed to die. The thought of Gamzee hurting Sollux or Feferi or, oh god, Tavros, makes him sick. Nice work, leader.

His expression turns serious, even though he knows he doesn't have a chance against Gamzee.]

They're mine. Stay away from them.

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

And who the motherfuck do you think you're all being to give me that order, my most mysterious of brothers? [He cocks his head, gazing at Karkat dreamily under half-lidded eyes.] I wonder what you're all up and hiding under that gray?

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

[His stomach flips uncomfortably at the question, but he doesn't betray his nervousness in his expression.]

It's not an order. It's an agreement. I don't go near yours, you don't go near mine, and we both save each other the trouble.

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

I don't make agreements with scumbloods. I don't make motherfuckin' agreements with any motherfucker. The only brother here who'll all what done get trouble handed to his nubby spinal crevice is you.

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

We will see about that. We will fucking see, because you have no idea who were are or what you're fucking with. Do you like playing guess which one of us can psychically squeeze you like the juiciest grape from the comfort of his (or her) respite block?

I'm guessing you do like to play games. I'm just warning you that I don't know if Terezi, Aradia, Vriska, and Kanaya like to play games.

[And he feels like an incredible douchebag threatening his friends, but he's also putting himself in a lot of danger right now and he knows it. He just can't risk Gamzee potentially hurting any of them, no matter what it means for him.]

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

[He goes dangerously still as Karkat talks, but lets out a sudden bark of laughter at the last part.]

Oh brother, brother, you mess with one of the fucking scourge trio and I promise you, I am the last motherfucking thing you gotta be worrying about. I just hope my darling girl leaves me enough pieces to play with.

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

[Scourge trio, that's a new one, but his expression doesn't change.]

That's fine, we'll see.