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I woke up the next day on my cold floor. I groaned and sat up, my back was sore, my head was pounding. I slowly got to my feet and looked over to my alarm that would soon be going off. I dragged myself over to it and turned it off. I droned over slowly to my dresser and pulled the drawer open. I glared inside to see that not many of my cloths were clean, and the last thing I needed was another reason for the school body to fuck with me.
I sighed and pulled out a red hoodie-jacktet. I groaned, I didn't care. I yanked the hoodie over my head and put it on, I looked ridiculous in red, or more like i just clearly hated the color red. I sighed. I didn't want to go anywhere. I wanted to just stay home all day and sleep. I knew Crabdad wouldn't let me do that of course. No matter the situation.
I continued dressing myself. I sighed when I came across my mirror. I really hated the color red. Wearing the damned color made my cheeks turn a slight pink color.
Once a girl said I looked good in red. That was a long time ago, back when I was a wriggler. She used to be my friend until she saw my blood and saw what I truly was.
I made my way downstairs. I was happy to discover that Crabdad was still fast asleep. I felt relieved, no morning screaming.
I left a few sugarcubes on the table for him when he woke up. I was saving myself form hell that afternoon. I wondered to the fridge and got myself some lusus milk. I chucked it down easily, i didn't usually eat in the morning anyway.
I wondered over to my school bag and made sure I had everything I 'needed' for Trollian School.
I picked up my bag and tossed it over my shoulder. I sighed as i left the hive and locked the door behind myself.
Another 'WONDERFUL' day of torture ahead of me.
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I took the longer route to Trollian school today, I had the time. I did wake up early and leave early. I needed to just breathe for a while. I decided to take a detour, considering my half and hour worth of time. I just wondered around, looking into shops as I passed them, peering around at trolls, and pets, and just anything really. It felt amazing to just walk around for once and not have anyone on your back. I did get a few stares, probably because I was suppose to be heading towards Trollian school.
I wasn't paying much attention when a troll suddenly was in front of me and i walked straight into him. I stumbled backwards a bit and looked up.
I met a set of eyes that were a beautiful shade of purple. I also scanned to find the most ratted hair i'd ever seen and the most ridiculous face-paint. What was with this guy? Was he a highblood? I looked straight to his shirt, most trolls wore their blood color on a symbol somewhere on their shirt. I don't know, its troll thing I guess.
Yep, purple. He was a highblood.
I met his eyes again, he was staring.. drunkly at me.
"Hey bro, watch were ya go'in," The troll chuckled after his words and ruffled my hair, i flinched away.
"Woah bro, i'm not gunna kill ya'll or anything all up in here," The troll laughed this time. He seemed amused by my actions.
This guy had serious issues and I didn't like it.
I suddenly got the smell of a recoperacoon. Sopor slime.
It was strong, maybe this guy had recently woken up and forgot to change or something.
I wouldn't doubt it.
My trail of thought was snapped in two like a twig being stepped on.
I heard a low chuckle, I peered into the highbloods eyes again.
"I'm Gamzee Makara, Motherfucker,"
I sighed and pulled out a red hoodie-jacktet. I groaned, I didn't care. I yanked the hoodie over my head and put it on, I looked ridiculous in red, or more like i just clearly hated the color red. I sighed. I didn't want to go anywhere. I wanted to just stay home all day and sleep. I knew Crabdad wouldn't let me do that of course. No matter the situation.
I continued dressing myself. I sighed when I came across my mirror. I really hated the color red. Wearing the damned color made my cheeks turn a slight pink color.
Once a girl said I looked good in red. That was a long time ago, back when I was a wriggler. She used to be my friend until she saw my blood and saw what I truly was.
I made my way downstairs. I was happy to discover that Crabdad was still fast asleep. I felt relieved, no morning screaming.
I left a few sugarcubes on the table for him when he woke up. I was saving myself form hell that afternoon. I wondered to the fridge and got myself some lusus milk. I chucked it down easily, i didn't usually eat in the morning anyway.
I wondered over to my school bag and made sure I had everything I 'needed' for Trollian School.
I picked up my bag and tossed it over my shoulder. I sighed as i left the hive and locked the door behind myself.
Another 'WONDERFUL' day of torture ahead of me.
---
I took the longer route to Trollian school today, I had the time. I did wake up early and leave early. I needed to just breathe for a while. I decided to take a detour, considering my half and hour worth of time. I just wondered around, looking into shops as I passed them, peering around at trolls, and pets, and just anything really. It felt amazing to just walk around for once and not have anyone on your back. I did get a few stares, probably because I was suppose to be heading towards Trollian school.
I wasn't paying much attention when a troll suddenly was in front of me and i walked straight into him. I stumbled backwards a bit and looked up.
I met a set of eyes that were a beautiful shade of purple. I also scanned to find the most ratted hair i'd ever seen and the most ridiculous face-paint. What was with this guy? Was he a highblood? I looked straight to his shirt, most trolls wore their blood color on a symbol somewhere on their shirt. I don't know, its troll thing I guess.
Yep, purple. He was a highblood.
I met his eyes again, he was staring.. drunkly at me.
"Hey bro, watch were ya go'in," The troll chuckled after his words and ruffled my hair, i flinched away.
"Woah bro, i'm not gunna kill ya'll or anything all up in here," The troll laughed this time. He seemed amused by my actions.
This guy had serious issues and I didn't like it.
I suddenly got the smell of a recoperacoon. Sopor slime.
It was strong, maybe this guy had recently woken up and forgot to change or something.
I wouldn't doubt it.
My trail of thought was snapped in two like a twig being stepped on.
I heard a low chuckle, I peered into the highbloods eyes again.
"I'm Gamzee Makara, Motherfucker,"
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Fate chapter 4 part 1
Karkat groaned as he opened his eyes. He noticed it was still early in the morning. He gazed around and found out it was about 5:30 in the morning. Lucky for him he woke up then because he remember it was a school day! He looked and Gamzee and papped his face
Gamz, hey, gamzee, wake up" he whispered
Gamzee's eyes slowly opened. "Hm?" he hummed. --
Karkat smiled "school day!" he said, we felt way out of place now, happy about Trollian school? Not once in his life had he ever WANTED to go. Maybe this time it was because game was coming too. Gamzee almost forgot.
"Is it Monday already? How long was that "nap"? --
Karkat gave a cheesy grin
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Karkat shuffled and looked up at Gamzee
"Gamzee, kiss me, p-please" Karkat whispered, leaning closer to the juggalo's lips. Gamzee loved it when Karkat told him to kiss him. He said no words, only leaned forward to fill the empty space between their lips and met them gently, embracing every second. Karkat wrapped his arms around his lover. Deepening the kiss and fisting his hands in Gamzee's hair. Gamzee felt Karkat's hands fist. He must've done something right. The sweet taste of hot chocolate lingered on their lips. He licked the Cancer's carefully, than chuckled within his throat. Karkat split his lips apart, allowing Gamzee access. He f
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Vriska grinned at her matesprit and Rose.
Kanaya looked mush more pleased about her presence than the latter.
John walked around her, over to Karkat. Karkat and John wrapped their arms around eachother, John smiling and Karkat... not frowning. Vriska saw the contact, looking between their arms and John's face, good eye flashing. Her hands curled up as though to stop her from hitting him. "John, h8w many times have I said-"
"I have decided not to listen to you Vriska. Not always." John blurted, causing everyone in their little group to go silent with shock. The noise around them almost seemed surreal.
"Excuse me? You're wh8t? Not... list
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Alright~
Karkats Prologue 2 is up and running.
Now, just to get " off her tooshy and have her start writing Gamzee's.
Hehehe, i don't think it'll be posted until after i'm not with mine.
But for now, enjoy Karkats horrible life XD
Seems likes things are turning a bit brighter eh? hehehe
Gamzee is finally introduced!
Homestuck @ Adnrew Hussie
Fate @ :iconMeowX-GamKat:
AKA: &
Karkats Prologue 2 is up and running.
Now, just to get " off her tooshy and have her start writing Gamzee's.
Hehehe, i don't think it'll be posted until after i'm not with mine.
But for now, enjoy Karkats horrible life XD
Seems likes things are turning a bit brighter eh? hehehe
Gamzee is finally introduced!
Homestuck @ Adnrew Hussie
Fate @ :iconMeowX-GamKat:
AKA: &
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Cant wait to see the next part