You take a deep breath in, then out, just to clear your think pan. How many times have you done this? Fifty-four since you first arrived here, on this god-forsaken planet Earth. And out of the entire gathering of hives, you were one of the 'chosen twelve' to go to earth and help study their culture and let them soak in yours.
The mere thought made you absolutely sick.
These pitiful hornless creatures were sickening. Their pink skin looked unhealthy and sick, but they acted fine. Their heads had no horns, nor did they find any shame in flaunting their- ugh- their buckets. When you first walked into your temporary hive, you saw them EVERYWHERE. You were about to lose the meager lunch you had, just from looking at the damned things.
The only real good things you've seen was music and movies from this place so far. You've watched all the romance you could get your hands on, and found that when it comes to happy endings, humans were so much softer. They seemed to prefer redrom to blackrom, it was so odd though, some relationships in those movies bordered blackrom in the aspect of 'masochism'. You had to look that up using a human search engine called 'Google' and turns out masochists like to be dominated. This just added to your confusion, that could mean a number of things to you.
What were you doing again?
Right, your new 'school'. Humans sure are weird.
You take a step out of your temporary hive (buckets previously removed and your furniture added thank god) and turned down the hall to meet with your moirail, Gamzee.
Gamzee had on his ridiculous subjuggulator make-up, which no matter what you would roll your eyes at.
"What's up motherfucking best friend?" Gamzee said to you, earning yet another eye roll.
"I've been studying up on human culture, unlike you I see."
"You kidding, brother? They have my people here man, just look!" Gamzee pulled out a stack of various photos. You looked at the top one and cringed.
"What the fuck. It looks-"
"Like a motherfucking miracle I know!"
You rolled your eyes again as an attempt to not insult your friend and walked past him.
Gamzee shrugged happily and followed you with his usual slow stride, as to keep up with your 'long' strides. And by long you mean normal stride, which is the shortest of the chosen twelve and most humans you encounter.
"So how are the others?" You demand.
"We'll find out, I haven't motherfucking spoke to anyone since we arrived, brother."
"We were put into groups of two and there are ten other, how can you not contact them!" You growled softly so you won't draw attention. Human's wandering gazes made you uneasy just by appearance, they don't need another reason to stare.
"Maybe they're just busy bro." Gamzee started smiling wider then normal and stared at a girl who passed by them with a purple dress. "HONK!" The girl turned around with disgust and stuck her nose in the air as she continued on her way.
"That was disgusting, what the fuck were you thinking Gamzee?" You said angrily.
"I saw something like that in a movie I watched, it ended with lots of really motherfucking cool explosions and shit. It was MADE of mother fucking miracles bro."
You swear that if Gamzee's think pan ever existed it got bored with Gamzee and ran away to join a carnival.
"Whatever, lets just get this over with." you said as you noticed the school as it came into view. You groaned as you could notice the human's watchful gazes.
"JOHN, SLOW THE FUCK DOWN!"
"HEY! GET OUT OF THE WAY!"
You turn around to see a kid with black hair and a long blue scarf coming straight at you on a wheeled plank. The boy was going at an impossible speed and was out of control. Your mind goes blank in shock, but luckily Gamzee picks you up in your frozen state to help you avoid the eventual collision.
The boy hit the bench behind you, flipped over it and got his scarf hung up on a branch. "Ouch."
Another groan escapes your throat as you walked up to the boy to help get him down. You avoid his kicks expertly and growled as one grazed your head, "HEY, DUMB AS SHIT FUCKASS STOP YOUR KICKING!"
The boy stopped and looked down at you, though the sound of a rip went through both of your heads as the boy fell on top of you. You both groaned in pain as a boy with platinum blonde hair ran up to the two of you.
Your name is Karkat Vantas, you are one of the chosen twelve.
And you officially hate, whoever this fuck ass is.
Narumina12: Hello, today we have with us, Gamzee Makara, Karkat Vantas, Dave Strider and John Egbert. What are your current thoughts pertaining to the story so far?
Karkat: WHY THE FUCK ARE WE ON EARTH, WHAT HAPPENED TO SKAIA?!
John: I thought both Alternia and Earth were destroyed?
Naru: Ah yes. This does not follow the storyline, one, I haven't finished it, two, it's too confusing so far for a romance and Karkat should know this.
Gamzee: ShE gOt YoU tHeRe BrOtHeR.
Karkat: WHAT ABOUT OUR SPEECH? IT'S NOT OUR NORMAL WAY OF SPEAKING.
Dave: I got this one, it's difficult to read and will only be used on Trollian and pesterchum. Am I right?
Naru: And here obviously.
John: So if this is a romance between me and Karkat, how is it going to work if he hates me.
Gamzee: BlAcKrOm AnD kIsMeSiS bRoThEr.
Naru: possibly, the way I see troll blackrom involves rape. But if I feel like it I'll make it a redrom, it really depends on the moment.
Dave: What, no outline?
Naru: Do I see an outline for any of your raps?
Dave: Oh, you burned me so bad, I'm going to go cry now.
Naru: Go fuck a cactus.
Dave: See I'm crying, so many tears. Terezi would be squealing at their salty taste.
Naru: Shut up or I'm making you Terezi's bitch. And she will RAPE YOU SO HARD!
Dave: Whatever, Narumina12 does not own any of this, except for the plot and maybe a few characters.