#human!karthus

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When I was a child I heard voices, Some would sing and some would scream,  You soon find you have few choices, I learned the voices died with me  When I was a child I'd sit for hours, Staring into open flame  Something in it had a power, Could barely tear my eyes away.  When I was sixteen my senses fooled me I thought gasoline was on my clothes  I knew that something would always rule me  I knew the scent was mine alone  All you have is your fire, And the place you need to reach,  Don't you ever tame your demons, But always keep them on a leash.  When I was a man I thought it ended When I knew love's perfect ache, 

But my peace has always depended, On all the ashes in my wake. 

((Click for link through to the song, man. The Arsonist’s Lullaby. Just a doodle done while being a chatty insomniac.

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((Clicking might give a better view? We’ve been nattering on about this! On the left, @thecrimsonexecutioner‘s bloodmoon Thresh as he was as a pup, next to my Karthus on the right, when he was a little street rat. They were a pair of pale, albino-looking troubled kids. Too bad they didn’t know one another! Either they would have been little friends- or they would have gotten into a hell of a lot more trouble together than they did on their own. Poor little Karthus mostly lived on rats and pigeons on a good day- I figured little Wolf (Handsome little guy!) would share his favorite treat if he had a partner in crime to help him steal more.

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Becoming Beautiful

((With all this talk about the Karthus Lightbane skin- I am very torn! Sure the new skin is handsome- I’ll absolutely get it. And I love drawing human Karthus. I’ve always headcanoned mine as being a bit long-faced, sure, but he was thought of as a serenely handsome man in a scholarly, gentle sort of way. He just feels as if his appearance now is more true to what was in his heart- and thinks himself truly pure and honest and beautiful. That’s the freedom of what he wants to share with people- to let people be who they are inside.

So for appearance... I like both. I like transition, I like duality, I like metamorphosis.

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-Brilliant young doctor. Saves just enough people in spectacular ways to make people think he’s a genius and conveniently ignore all the people who die in very unusual ways under his care.

- Smiles all the time. Sometimes in a gentle way, sometimes not.

- Pretends to be nearsighted and has glasses with false lenses, just in case he needs to run.

-Dabbles in the occult, plays god, and tried to get funding as a medical student for some highly questionable experiments.

-May have worked as a military medic for some time, now mostly works in the ER, but has varied talents and practices.

-Popular with some nurses and patients. Very unpopular with others.

-Don’t let him in the pediatric ward. Or the maternity ward. Or ... actually. Scratch that. Don’t let him be a doctor at all, ever, ever ever.

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“Ocean pulls me close And whispers in my ear The destiny I've chose All becoming clear The currents have their say The time is drawing near Washes me away Makes me disappear And I descend from grace In arms of undertow I will take my place In the great below “

“The Great Below” Listen here.

((Uploading it now so people won’t see it? The baptism of human Karthus, before the black mist.))

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((Older first attempt at human Karthus, pre-revenant/lich self. Traditional and digital. A sweaty, twitchy, mad-eyed priest in a ragged coat who preaches insanity and made off with the church’s funds to go chasing a childhood dream. ))