Wow. This took forever. I have never written the pesterlog chats before in a story and it took up a lot of my time, getting the right colours (both RGB and number code for each colour) and trying out each of their quirks. I am still not sure I got them all right, because they can be spur of the moment things, especially with Karkat, who sometimes leaves out the period at the end of his sentences and sometimes puts it in for whole lines of dialogue. I'm still not sure if he just does that when monologuing about something, or if it depends on his emotions at the time. So I used it as both, sort of. And also, sorry this thing isn't in colour...this site should really add the option to colour text. I have it all nicely coloured in my word processor and on my LJ, but here, nope. Won't accept colour...
If it is too hard to read the chats in all black while formatted the way it is, please tell me and I will put a space between each person's typing, so you know another person is speaking. It will be easier with one person being Karkat who is the only one here who types in all caps.
Also, damn not being able to keep in Jade's hearts.
I never said there wouldn't be chats with the kids by the way, and I have no idea why people assumed that. If he couldn't communicate with them, then he'd not only be fully alone but never learn at all what happened to his game session through the others. And I did say he'd learn that. I know I can be mean to my favourites, and Karkat is definitely my favourite, but I'm not THAT mean to him.
He will end up meeting the kids in person sooner or later. There are limitations to this, though it is possible that Jade can warp to Karkat and back to the ship if he is outside the TARDIS, so expect the kids to show up in person soon.
Also, this has my Troll life cycle headcanon thrown in. For something for Karkat to go on about instead of what is going on with his emotions, because avoiding the issues. Also some headcanon pairing (Dave moirails with Terezi before they tried their whole matespritship fling on the meteor.)
Well, hope you continue enjoying the story!
Chapter Four
The first thing Karkat did once he woke up from his nap (and did that ever make him feel like a wiggler again...) was drink the rest of the water left in the jug. He had been sweating in his bed, as the covers had been put over him before he had fallen asleep and he had overheated. He had soon learnt his lesson about that. Blankets were hot. They were for lying on top of not wrapping himself in unless he was cold or shaking for...other reasons. Thankfully, his pile in the making would be for lying on.
The sheets were fine to be under though. He found it oddly comforting to be able to bury himself under the cloth.
He stretched, looked around his block more carefully and blinked. A door he hadn't noticed the day before was there. Getting up, he made his way towards the room and slowly opened the door, only to find himself in an ablution block. Near the door was an ablution trap, on the opposite side of the room furthest away from the door was a load gaper. Great. He didn't have to worry about trying to find one later in the huge mass of the ship.
He'd need the thing sooner or later with how much water he'd been drinking.
Exiting the new block, he turned back towards his bed, closing the door behind him. There, waiting for him untouched since the first time he had gone off on the Doctor for coming into his respite block without permission was the book he had started reading.
Not in the mood to read now, though his head now felt better and he was more in control of his fucked up emotions, he instead turned to the laptop. He had captchalogued the Trollian disc and had kept it on him at all times since he had gotten the program off Sollux. He always liked to make sure that he had a solid disc copy because he had the odd habit of destroying computers by accident.
Okay, so, some he destroyed purely out of rage. And others he was tricked into destroying by Sollux, the fucking bastard...
Sighing, he put the disc in the machine and waited for the program to install and load. Clicking his claws against the desk, he frowned in rising anxiety. No. No, he would not start hyperventilating again. Not just from opening his chat program.
He was unsure whether he would be able to even reach the game sessions. Even if he could, as far as he was aware, everyone but him was dead. His heart clenched in his chest. He'd be so relieved to see so much as one person logged on.
Once the program had finished loading and he was staring at the login screen, he slowly put in his handle and password and, with growing unease, clicked log in.
All the names down the side of the page, all usually in the colours of the hemospectrum were greyed out. He closed his eyes and sighed. Trollian could reach past and future selves. While he wouldn't be able to reach future selves, because dead, past selves should still be available, he hoped. He shouldn't worry just yet.
Quickly, hoping even one person, even a past version of him, would answer, he opened one of his now infamous memos. He never got to start writing in it.
Someone began messaging him. Bright green text. Human. Jade was on. Jade was on and pestering him.
He let out a bark of laughter at that. She was alive! Did that mean John was too? How did they escape the Scratch? Weren't they supposed to have been wiped from the timeline? Thank god others had made it out! He wasn't the only survivor in this fucked up shared null session.
- gardenGnostic [GG] began pestering carcinoGeneticist [CG] -
GG: oh my god!
GG: karkat youre alive!
GG: we couldnt find your body anywhere. we read through your memos and past chats to others and thought you might have flung yourself off the meteor or something like that
GG: karkat? you there? :O
GG: please answer, were really worried!
He stared at the words. She said we're. More than just her survived! Oh god, he was so fucking happy about that right now.
CG: YES, I'M HERE.
CG: I HAD TO INSTALL TROLLIAN ON A NEW COMPUTER.
CG: GOD, YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW GOOD IT FEELS TO KNOW I WASN'T THE ONLY ONE TO SURVIVE.
CG: WHO ELSE IS ALIVE IN YOUR TEAM BECAUSE ALL THE OTHER TROLLS ARE DEAD.
CG: WHICH YOU MUST KNOW IF YOU SOMEHOW MANAGED TO READ MY MEMOS AND CHATS.
CG HOW DOES THAT EVEN WORK?
GG: karkat!
GG: all four of us are still alive
GG: there was a mix up involving time shenanigans
GG: dave and rose turned up at the meteor past the small window you had to get to the next session
GG: jack has started sniffing about near the meteor so i will be getting the other three off soon
GG: its a bit hard to do so without being able to see them though
GG: i now have bec's powers to warp. I went god tier! :D
CG: REALLY. CONGRATS, I GUESS.
CG: GLAD TO HEAR YOU'RE ALL STILL AMONG THE LIVING RIGHT NOW.
CG: I CAN'T SEE THE OTHERS ONLINE.
GG: you wont
GG: you must now be outside the game parameter
GG: between sessions we were able to communicate because it was a set game parameter for our sessions
GG: but between different realities is a bit harder
GG: me and john escaped the scratch by breaking through the wall you had me draw
GG: it was soooo cooool!
GG: it took us to a different reality
GG: one you must be in too!
GG: we may be able to meet up if i could see where you were but there is major interference
GG: because of my sprite being half my dead dream self when i went god tier i became part first guardian so am always connected to the green sun
GG: i dropped john off on the meteor
GG: i am alone right now and have set up a time to pick the others up
GG: five minutes to go
CG: DO YOU WANT TO WAIT UNTIL TIME IS UP BEFORE TALKING?
CG: I WOULD UNDERSTAND IF YOU DID, BUT DON'T REALLY WANT YOU TO.
CG: FUCK.
CG: SORRY.
CG: I'M KIND OF MESSED UP RIGHT NOW.
CG: I WATCHED MY MOIRAIL GO BATSHIT INSANE AND KILL EVERYONE ELSE.
CG: WELL, ALMOST EVERYONE ELSE.
CG: ERIDAN KILLED TWO OF US.
CG: VRISKA KILLED ANOTHER ONE.
CG: TEREZI KILLED VRISKA IN RETURN.
CG: I WASN'T THERE FOR TWO OF THOSE DEATHS.
CG: TWO OUT OF TEN.
CG: ARADIA WENT BACK IN TIME TO FIX WHAT WENT WRONG.
CG: I AM SO FUCKED UP RIGHT NOW I CAN'T THINK STRAIGHT.
CG: HOW IS IT EVEN POSSIBLE I SURVIVED A DOOMED TIMELINE?
GG: the rules dont seem to apply outside the game
GG: you made it out so you are probably safe!
GG: i am sorry about all your troll friends though
GG: i liked some of them :(
CG: SHUT UP.
CG: I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF FUCKING CRYING.
GG: hey!
GG: and considering what you just went through i think crying is a NORMAL reaction
CG: I HAVE SPENT THE MAJORITY OF THE PAST 2 DAYS IN TEARS.
CG: I CANNOT AFFORD TO LOSE ANY MORE WATER RIGHT NOW.
CG: I THINK I AM HEADING FOR A GROWTH SPURT.
CG: I AM REALLY THIRSTY RIGHT NOW AND HAVE ALREADY DRUNK A JUG OF WATER. I CAN'T WAIT FOR WHEN I START EATING EVERYTHING IN SIGHT.
CG: I HATE MOULTS.
GG: moults?
CG: YEAH.
CG: YOU KNOW THAT THING YOU DO TO GROW BIGGER.
GG: humans are different
GG: we just grow
CG: LUCKY YOU.
GG: kanaya told me your species is buggy in origin
GG: you look so different to insects on earth
CG: WE'RE SORT OF LIKE YOUR EARTH INSECTS I GUESS. WE'RE MORE A MIX OF INSECT AND REPTILE WITH A TINY BIT OF MAMMAL THROWN IN FOR GOOD MEASURE.
CG: BUT YEAH, MAINLY EARTH INSECT HERE.
CG: WE HATCH FROM EGGS AS GRUBS AND SHORTLY AFTER WE PUPATE
CG: WE CRAWL OUT OF OUR COCCOONS BIPEDAL AND GET CHOSEN BY A LUSUS AFTER WE WIN OUR TRIALS
CG: WE MOULT ABOUT ONCE A SWEEP.
CG: I JUST RECENTLY HAD MY WRIGGLING DAY SO I HAVE BEEN EXPECTING A GROWTH SPURT.
CG: THEN WE PUPATE AGAIN INTO OUR ADULT STAGE WHEN WE ARE AROUND 9 SWEEPS OLD
CG: OUR ADULT STAGE IS USUALLY A *LOT* BIGGER THAN OUR ADOLESCENT BODIES
CG: I DOUBT I WILL GROW TOO TALL OR ANYTHING IN MY ADULT STAGE.
CG: I'M SMALL FOR A TROLL.
CG: AND YES, THAT IS A SORE POINT FOR ME.
CG: DON'T GO POKING AT THE ALREADY EMOTIONALLY WOUNDED.
GG: wow!
GG: our insects mainly just hatch as grubs grow like that for a bit, pupate and then are adults
GG: or they hatch as mini versions of their adult forms and moult
CG: GUESS THEY MUST HAVE GOTTEN SEPARATED SOMEWHERE ALONG THE EVOLUTIONARY TRACK.
CG: WEIRD.
CG: YET AGAIN, I DID KIND OF FUCK UP WITH YOUR UNIVERSE.
CG: AGAIN, SORRY ABOUT THAT.
GG: stop apologising about that! :(
GG: youre forgiven ok?
CG: YEAH. THANKS FOR TALKING TO ME.
CG: IT HELPS TO KNOW I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE THAT GOT OUT ALIVE.
GG: :)
CG: ):B
GG: i hope with the others here and you have more people to talk to you feel a little better
GG: i have to go get the others now
GG: ill be back later!
He waited until Jade had logged off before he let his head drop into his hands. Taking a deep breath, he let it out slowly, trying to reorient himself with yet another huge world shaking change.
He still had living friends. None of them were trolls like him, all of them human, but they were alive. And, somehow, most of them managed to find their way to safety, or what amounts to it in the Furthest Reach and here in this fucked up alternate of Jade's reality, since her version of the universe no longer exists from what he understood of things.
He needed to talk to Aradia, but unless she could somehow get out of the game session too, that wasn't happening any time soon. If ever.
Leaning back in the chair, he sighed and scratched behind one of his horns. Fuck, he was itchy there. He needed to get clean from his rolling around in his own sweat during his little grub nap. He looked at his fingers and saw small bits of shed skin and bone clinging to the tips of his claws. Scowling, he ran a hand through his hair and got up.
He may as well bathe now and read after he was done with his ablutions, because he was much happier and calm now and in the mood for a good story.
He left the comp on with a busy notice telling the humans that he was in the ablution trap. If they messaged him while he was busy he'd know it. He'd leave the laptop on all night if necessary just to wait to see if they got away from Jack.
He hoped Jade managed to get them all out in time.
By the time he felt clean again and the base of his horns had stopped itching, he had been in there for an hour. Okay, so he had given into temptation and just let himself float in the water for fifteen minutes. He hadn't been able to have a bath in...fuck, over four weeks?!
The same could be said for sleeping, and most other basic needs.
Oh and then there were the pesky hormonal urges... How he had missed those in the past few days since Gamzee went insane. Not. Those could go screw themselves, which was something he wasn't about to do right now. He was more interested in other things. Like seeing if his humans friends were still alive or not or if they had died within the past half hour.
He was greeted with four messages on Trollian and a knocking on the door.
He was tempted to let the knocker be ignored, but hey, at least this time they were knocking and not making themselves at home in his respite block. That was an improvement.
"Karkat? Are you in there?" he heard from the other side and he grinned slightly. It was River, no need to worry then. It was the Doctor right now he was wary about, especially when it came to his room.
"Yeah, wait a minute. Let me put on some clothes..."
He heard her laugh at that. "Am I interrupting something? Do you want to be left alone for a while?"
Frowning, he opened the door, with just the towel wrapped around his waist and his hair still wet and clinging to his head. "I just had a bath you sick fuck...there is no way I'd do what you were assuming in the bath. I'd need another one afterwards, and I really could not be bothered. I have more important shit to think about than getting myself off right now. Like the fact that I have living friends still. I am going to go talk to them. And then I am going to do what I have said I'd do all fucking day and read my book."
River smiled at him and nodded. "You look much better than when I left you. And a lot cleaner too."
"Yeah, I feel better and definitely a lot cleaner for that matter. I don't even want to know what that gunk in my hair was, but I think it was a mix of blood, oil and fuck knows what else. Ugh, the bases of my horns were flaking from bad hygiene habits the past few weeks. I hate when that happens. Itches like all hell."
Once again his answer was a smile. River sure did smile at him a lot. Yet again, if she was feeling all pale for him, it was to be expected, he supposed. He didn't know how a moirallegiance with a human would even work, if it could. He'd prefer to get with one of the kids rather than an adult though, but for the time being...well, fuck it. River was fine for the most part.
"I will leave you to dress and talk with your friends then. Enjoy your book when you get around to reading. I will collect you when it is time for dinner. You need to eat more."
He grimaced at that but nodded. "Yeah, yeah. I'll even eat it. I am kind of hungry now..."
He was more thirsty than hungry, but he still did have an appetite now. Probably because he didn't feel as alone now that he knew that those human kids were still alive. They were still all in on this together. It was a relief to know that.
"Go talk to your friends, see how they are doing. I'll come back later."
With that said, River left, closing the door behind her. He blinked at it blankly for a few seconds before he began to blush. Holy fuck, he had just answered the door to an adult basically naked. Before he went back to the computer he was going to get dressed.
He frowned when he realised that he had no other clothes on him other than the ones he had been wearing. Fuck. He needed to get himself a drawer and some clothes as fast as possible, but until then, he guessed he was stuck in the clothes he had been wearing when he had gotten caught up in all of this shit. Three days and blood, guts and other unmentionable fluids and/or body parts were covering them.
He really wanted to burn them and hoped that he never had to see them again, but no, he was to wear them until he found other clothing to wear...
Going back into the ablution block, he quickly put his clothes back on. He had the sudden urge to jump right back into the bath and scrub himself down again. Eww.
Back in his room, he frowned at the four blinking messages waiting for him. Taking his seat, he took a deep breath and clicked on the first one. He was gifted with the sight of blue text. Great...it was John.
- ectoBiologist [EB] began pestering carcinoGeneticist [CG] -
EB: hey karkat!
EB: jade tells us you're alive, which is good. glad to see one of you got out.
EB: i thought you threw yourself into space or something stupid like that.
EB: so thanks for proving me wrong!
EB: karkat?
EB: just so you know, i have no idea what you mean by saying you're in the ablution trap and it's kind of worrying me.
EB: are you ok?
EB: umm, message me when you get back.
It really, really figured that John left the chat open and hadn't signed out. Fucking figures, now he had to answer as it would be clear he was now on...
CG: ALRIGHT ALREADY, YOU IMPATIENT FUCKWIT. I AM BACK.
CG: AND TO PUT IT IN A SIMPLE TERM YOU WOULD UNDERSTAND, I WAS HAVING A BATH
CG: I WASN'T TOO COMFORTABLE SITTING AT THE DESK TALKING TO YOU STUPID HUMAN PESTS COVERED IN MY DEAD FRIENDS BLOOD.
EB: ew.
EB: and yeah, i get that.
EB: sorry about what happened. jade told us what you told her.
CG: OF COURSE SHE DID.
CG: WELL IT SAVES ME FROM HAVING TO TYPE IT ALL OVER AGAIN AT ANY RATE
CG: THANK HER FOR ME.
EB: will do.
EB: she says your welcome.
CG: AND DO YOU *THINK* I'M OK? HONESTLY?
CG: I JUST SAW MY FRIENDS BEING SLAUGHTERED UNTIL I WAS THE LAST ONE LEFT
CG: NO
CG: I AM NOT 'OK'
CG: I AM THE FURTHEST THING FROM OK ANYONE EVER COULD POSSIBLY BE SND FUCK YOU FOR EVEN ASKING
EB: wow, you just mistyped!
EB: yeah, i guess it was a pretty shitty thing for me to ask.
EB: sorry.
CG: FUCK
CG: JOHN, I HAVE TO ANSWER THE OTHERS NOW
CG: I...
CG: I DON'T REALLY THINK I CAN TALK MUCH ABOUT THIS RIGHT NOW
CG: AND FUCK FIXING MY TYPO.
He closed the chat with John and lowered his head to the table. Why did they all have to ask such stupid questions?! Fuck...he really didn't want to see what Strider had written. He did the only sane thing he could think of at the time and opened Jade's message.
GG: dont worry about answering this message!
GG: i just wanted you to know that everything went fine and yes as you know now we are all still alive
GG: jack didnt get us and now were all leaving you messages to let you see that
GG: this is my message obviously!
GG: ill leave you to read what the others have to say and will talk later
Holy fuck, direct and to the point. He could only hope that Rose's message was just as nice and neat. Hell, if anything, she'd try and give him advice on how to get better than he was, since she was so heavily into all that psychological study and shit like that. He hoped she didn't. If he wanted advice, he'd damn well ask for it first.
First though, the douche can get bent. He wanted to really hurt Dave if he so much as blamed him an inch for Terezi's death, since he knew those two were getting pretty tight with each other. He wasn't sure if it was flushed or pale, but they certainly had something in either of those two quadrants.
Karkat had hoped it was Moirallegiance. Now it didn't matter one tiny fucking bit...
He opened Dave's message to see not a wall of red text like he had feared. There was no blame, no rant. There was not much of anything. Hell, he didn't even bother rapping.
For Dave, this was weird. It was actually kind of disturbing...
- turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering carcinoGeneticist [CG] –
TG: hey
TG: just a message to say look im alive
TG: jade said you needed to see my red text in person
TG: so here it is
TG: enjoy
Dave had logged out. He checked several times before he was absolutely sure he was definitely not on and hadn't just closed the chat. Maybe he'd ask one of the others about his odd behaviour later.
Right now he just wanted to get through Rose's message and go curl up in the covers of his bed again and read. He was so done with emotions right now.
- tentacleTherapist [TT] began pestering carcinoGeneticist [CG] –
TT: I will not give you a false sense of hope or tell you things will get better.
TT: I am however sorry for your losses in as much of an understanding way as I possibly can be, which, considering your losses, is not as much as I would actually like.
TT: I miss the fact I will never be able to talk to Kanaya again. Just as I miss the fact I will never go into another battle of one-upmanship with my mother.
TT: Jade told me that you have started grieving. As much as I can understand the concept from a lowly human point of reference, that is.
TT: Our emotional reactions seem to be quite similar however. It is fascinating to me.
TT: Now that we have time to rest and relax, we will start grieving our losses too.
TT: If you need to talk, or if you need someone who even remotely knew the others in your group, know that we are here.
TT: We were all close to at least one of you and we have all talked to multiple members of your group.
TT: Between the four of us, I am pretty sure we knew all 12 of you at least slightly. I believe Jade talked to all twelve of you at one time or another throughout the years/day.
TT: This reminds me that Jade also talked of your life cycle. How long will you be gone when you do go through this process of moulting?
TT: I would appreciate you messaging me back after you have read this.
He blinked. Wow, now he knew they were all worried for him. He was more used to sarcasm and snark from Rose, not that he talked to her a lot, but he did enough to know that much about her. For her to be this honest, especially about her own emotional state, regardless of how little she said of that, was huge.
She, like John, was still logged in and hadn't closed the chat. She was waiting for him to respond.
He was betting she already knew he had talked to John, since it was likely they were all in the same room together right now. If Jade heard his message to her through John, it was more than likely so did Rose.
Taking a deep breath, he answered.
CG: HEY.
CG: THANKS FOR NOT GIVING ME ANY SHITTY PSYCHOBABBLE ADVICE ON HOW TO DEAL WITH MY FUCKED UP SELF.
CG: I REALLY DON'T THINK I COULD STAND THAT RIGHT NOW.
CG: TO ANSWER YOUR QUESTION, AT THE LEAST 5 DAYS, AT THE MOST A WEEK
CG: CONSIDERING HOW MUCH WATER I'M LOSING THROUGH TEARS AND SWEAT RIGHT NOW, IT WILL PROBABLY TAKE LONGER.
CG: FUCK MY LIFE SO HARD.
TT: Thank you for messaging me back.
CG: NO PROBLEM. IT'S NOT LIKE I HAVE MUCH ELSE TO DO.
TT: That I understand perfectly. I am in the exact same predicament.
CG: FUN ISN'T IT?
TT: Oh, definitely.
CG: WAS THERE ANYTHING ESE YOU WANTED OR WAS THAT IT?
TT: Did you talk to Dave at all?
CG: NO.
CG: HE LEFT A SHORT MESSAGE FOR ME, BUT HAD LOGGED OFF BEFORE I READ IT.
CG: I DIDN'T BOTHER ANSWERING HIM.
CG: WHY?
TT: He is much more closed off than normal.
CG: YEAH, HE DID SEEM PRETTY MUCH WEIRD IN HIS LITTLE NOTE TO ME.
CG: IT WAS PRETTY MUCH SHORT, TO THE POINT AND LACKED ANY SENSE OF RHYME.
TT: That is a shocking development. Dave is not usually to the point.
CG: DO YOU WANT TO READ IT OR NOT? I CAN PASTE IT HERE IF YOU WANT.
TT: Please.
CG: TG: hey
CG: TG: just a message to say look im alive
CG: TG: because jade said you needed to see my red text in person
CG: TG: so here it is
CG: TG: enjoy
TT: Ouch.
CG: OUCH WHAT?
TT: Sorry, for Dave that is a little too blunt. Only time he ever got like that was when I was heading off to blow up the Tumor. I believe he saw it as his duty as our group's Knight.
CG: BEING THE KNIGHT IS SERIOUS BUSINESS. HE SHOULD HAVE TRIED BEING LEADER ON TOP OF THAT.
CG: LIKE I SAID, IT SOUNDED WEIRD FOR HIM AND I BARELY TALKED TO THE INSUFFERABLE PRICK.
CG: ONLY THING I CAN THINK OF IS THAT TEREZI'S DEATH IS REALLY HURTING HIM.
CG: THOSE TWO HAD A THING GOING ON, EITHER RED OR PALE
CG: AND IT DEFINITELY WENT BOTH WAYS.
TT: Oh, Troll romance, charming. I know the red one is close enough to our version of romance, but which is the Pale again?
CG: LIKE WHAT I HAD WITH GAMZEE. NOT THAT IT HELPED...
CG: UGH, TRYING TO EXPLAIN THIS TO SOMEONE NOT A TROLL IS FUCKING HARD.
CG: NO, WAIT, TRYING TO TELL THIS TO *ANYONE* IS HARD.
CG: EVEN MOST TROLLS IN MY GROUP DIDN'T GET IT. I WAS PRETTY MUCH MR GO-TO-GUY FOR ROMANTIC ADVICE.
CG: YET AGAIN, WE WERE ALL PRETTY MUCH ONLY JUST BEGINNING TO FILL OUR QUADRANTS AND THINGS TEND TO GO WRONG TO BEGIN WITH.
CG: THEY SHOULDN'T GO THIS WRONG REALLY, BUT...
CG: I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT HAPPENED. I HAD CALMED HIM.
TT: Is that what it is? Someone who calms the other down?
CG: SORT OF. IT IS USUALLY A PAIR OF A CALM, CENTERED TROLL WITH A MORE VOLATILE ONE.
CG: THE CALM ONE KEEPS THE VOLATILE ONE FROM BECOMING TOO VIOLENT, WHILE THE VIOLENT ONE PROTECTS THE CALM ONE.
CG: THERE'S MUCH MORE TO IT THAN THAT, BUT IT IS A VERY DEEP TRUST BETWEEN TWO TROLLS.
CG: OR PEOPLE IN THIS CASE, SINCE DAVE IS HUMAN.
CG: TEREZI HELPED DAVE THROUGH MOST OF YOUR GAME SESSION. THOSE TWO ALMOST IMMEDIATELY HIT IT OFF.
CG: THEY BONDED THROUGH THEIR MUTUAL LOVE OF CRAPPY DRAWINGS AND COOLKIDS.
CG: WHEN DAVE GOT HURT, OR A DOOMED DAVE GOT KILLED, SHE GOT REALLY UPSET ABOUT IT.
CG: I DIDN'T THINK I'D EVER SEE TEREZI CRY UNTIL I SAW HER DOING SO OVER A DEAD DAVE SHE SAW BEING KILLED.
CG: GOD DAMN IT
CG: *SMELLED* BEING KILLED.
TT: I think it was more closely this Pale Quadrant of yours then.
TT: Terezi seemed volatile to me when I talked to her and Dave could be seen as calm with his stoic ways.
TT: He told me that Terezi kept him as calm and centered as he could be after his Bro died in a weird 'them' way. The word justice was brought up quite often as I heard it.
TT: He basically worshipped his Bro, regardless of their volatile relationship.
TT: She kept him going when he wanted to give up.
TT: I can see why he would run off to be alone for a while if this is the case.
CG: YEAH, TEREZI WAS REALLY INTO THE WHOLE JUSTICE THING. SHE WANTED TO BE A LEGISLACERATOR WHEN SHE GREW UP.
CG: FROM WHAT I HAVE READ OF YOUR CULTURE THAT'S A BIT LIKE YOUR HUMAN LAWYER PROFESSION.
CG: POINT BEING, MOIRAILS ARE REALLY IMPORTANT TO US. THEY GENERALLY KEEP EACH OTHER GROUNDED AND AS SANE AS POSSIBLE
CG: I WAS JUST FORCED TO KILL MY MOIRAIL
CG: FUCK
CG: GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!
CG: I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE
TT: A bit of friendly advice as a friend and not someone who is going all psychobabble on you.
TT: Don't stop yourself from crying.
CG: CRYING?! I'M CLOSE TO HAVING ANOTHER FUCKING PANIC ATTACK, NOT CRYING! UNLESS SAID TEARS ARE OUT OF A SENSE OF PANIC THEN I WOULD BE
CG: I NEED TO GO CALM DOWN
CG: I'M GOING TO GO LIE DOWN AND READ NOW
CG: THAT MIGHT WORK TO CALM ME
TT: That sounds calming to me too. Go read a book.
TT: Talk again later?
CG: YEAH WHATEVER.
TT: Also, keep talking to Jade and John.
TT: Maybe once Dave has calmed down and has come out of hiding wherever he is you can tell him a bit about this relationship Terezi had with him.
TT: I think he needs to hear that she cared for him back.
CG: SURE I'LL DO THAT IF HE EVER DECIDES TO TALK TO ME AGAIN
CG: I'M GOING NOW
CG: SEE YA
He logged off before she could answer to his parting words and made his way to his bed. He frowned at the offending piece of furniture, but didn't curse at it. No, in fact right now he was glad he had a bed and not a recuperacoon. It will be a hell of a lot more comfortable to lie on than the floor.
He was probably the only troll who hadn't had a shitty pile of crap lying around for comfort and/or feelings jams before the whole Sgrub thing had started. He had used Gamzee's horn piles when on the meteor while talking to him and trying to keep him calm. Until he entered the game, he hadn't even thought of making one for himself, since he hadn't believed he'd ever actually fill any of his Quadrants.
He'd been a bit too preoccupied with being paranoid they'd find out his blood colour to even try.
He was just too volatile himself he supposed to have had a Highblood as his Moirail. Yet again, until Gamzee went batshit insane again Karkat had been good at it. Better than good even, he had been the best Moirail. He had finally found a Quadrant he instinctively knew by heart.
Taking as much of a deep breath as he could, trying to rid himself of the band that was tightening around his chest and lungs, he crawled onto the bed, felt it sway and move under him, got comfortable with the blanket wrapped loosely around himself and reached for the book.
It worked to calm him down.
Within five minutes he was lost within the story.