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thecapitol2014-03-07 08:28 pm
sleeplessinalternia) wrote in thecapitol2014-03-07 08:28 pm
lord have mercy
Who| Karkat and OPEN
What| Afternearly half a sweep a year away, Karkat's back in the tribute tower. He's not happy about it.
Where| D1 suite, elsewhere in tribute tower, in the capitol itself
When| Week 6 and beyond
Warnings/Notes| I'll be putting up some prompts in the comments for the three locations, but otherwise feel free to make your own wildcard prompt! JSYK, Karkat has been revived a week or so after he died (roughly concurrent to when Kankri got resurrected from his) and looks roughly a year older than he was last time anybody saw him. As for warnings... there will be language, probably references to Karkat's death and a little bit of Homestuck spoilers.
Familiar overhead block surface.
Karkat blinks his occular orbs in dismay. He-- he fucking knows this place. Memories come flooding back. Panem. He's in fucking Panem. Held captive by the fucking Capitol humans. Here he was, half-a-sweep older, and now, now, he knew what a fucking travesty that really was.
"We made you," he mutters under his breath. "You should be worshipping us, not fucking turning us into reality television."
There's a paper container of mixed goods next to him on the resting platform. Karkat shakes it out onto the thermal retention fabric. A bottle of what proved to be some kind of artificial scent. A hat in the shape of a gelatinous sea creature. Rubber bouncing spheres in the shapes of his, Signless, and Kankri's heads. A pendant with an enameled picture of a hamburger on it. Gummy candies in the shape of hamburgers. A black shirt with the word DEAD written in his own blood color. A toy figure of himself whose head came off when you squeezed it.
Karkat stares down at the assorted goods. "What the fucking fuck?"
What| After
Where| D1 suite, elsewhere in tribute tower, in the capitol itself
When| Week 6 and beyond
Warnings/Notes| I'll be putting up some prompts in the comments for the three locations, but otherwise feel free to make your own wildcard prompt! JSYK, Karkat has been revived a week or so after he died (roughly concurrent to when Kankri got resurrected from his) and looks roughly a year older than he was last time anybody saw him. As for warnings... there will be language, probably references to Karkat's death and a little bit of Homestuck spoilers.
Familiar overhead block surface.
Karkat blinks his occular orbs in dismay. He-- he fucking knows this place. Memories come flooding back. Panem. He's in fucking Panem. Held captive by the fucking Capitol humans. Here he was, half-a-sweep older, and now, now, he knew what a fucking travesty that really was.
"We made you," he mutters under his breath. "You should be worshipping us, not fucking turning us into reality television."
There's a paper container of mixed goods next to him on the resting platform. Karkat shakes it out onto the thermal retention fabric. A bottle of what proved to be some kind of artificial scent. A hat in the shape of a gelatinous sea creature. Rubber bouncing spheres in the shapes of his, Signless, and Kankri's heads. A pendant with an enameled picture of a hamburger on it. Gummy candies in the shape of hamburgers. A black shirt with the word DEAD written in his own blood color. A toy figure of himself whose head came off when you squeezed it.
Karkat stares down at the assorted goods. "What the fucking fuck?"
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He rubs lightly at the base of one of Karkat's horns.
"It's horrible that the one thing you had left broke down the way it did. It's horrible that you couldn't instead band together with your friends and take comfort in everything that you did accomplish. But that doesn't mean the other extreme is all you have. Only you can make peace with it and move forward, and I don't expect it will happen now, or even soon, but it needs to happen sometime, for your sake. I worry about you."
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He holds tight to Signless, listening to the thumping of his pumpbiscuit, and then lets himself go limp in the other troll's arms. "I should I have found something for them. I thought I had for a while. But it didn't matter, not in the end. And-- and we're completely fucked as a species now too. Eridan destroyed the matriorb."
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"Think of it this way. You have friends here. Some of those friends are even ones you lost, alive again, or ones you never would have made at all otherwise. You can make a life here, if you want, instead of dwelling on what's back on the meteor. It might be best for you to give up on going back. I have. It was killing me to hold onto it."
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Signless sighs. It's hard to get this across the way he wants, especially when he feels a little hypocritical considering how he was not long ago. But doesn't that mean he just knows better than anyone what a terrible road Karkat is walking down, thinking the way he is?
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