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[boethiahsproving-remade]

Mutantbloods and Laughsassins

Your mind has been wandering. You’ve never attempted a multiple assassination before. Well. Serves those idiots for trying to wander into the wilderness during the daytime. There are two unspoken rules on Alternia: don’t fuck around after the sun comes up, and don’t piss off those who have a higher blood caste than you.

And because they broke those two rules, they’re gonna have their blood strewn all over the place. You chuckle at the thought. How beautiful that would be, a painting of miracles.

A branch snapping underfoot snaps you back to reality. But it wasn’t because of you. Slowly, calmly, your head turns. Trained to see the unseen, your violet eyes sweep across the area until they stop on one dark figure.

You nearly gasp as bright red eyes stare back at you. A greeting gets caught in your throat, forcing you to make an ugly choking sound.

"What are you doing here?" Your voice sounds more bitter than you wanted it to. You lower your tone, your eyes flitting back and forth to make sure no one else is around. "You’re not supposed to be here, bro. Get out of here, you’re going to get yourself all up and motherfuckin’ murdered."

You realize that you’ve been gripping his shoulders. Hard. You release him, but the concern, the fear, does not go away. Your pump biscuit is hammering, and it feels like it is going to burst straight out of your chest cavity. If someone finds out… Not only is Karkat going to get culled, but you may as well. You hope to the Mirthful Messiahs that no one and you mean No One is around to notice you two.

You turn away from him, and just in case there is anyone around that you can't see, make it look like you are doing something else. Anything else. Picking at the dirt, looking at the sea, staring at some prey to kill and eat, anything. The sopor slime you consume regularly makes it hard to think of anything quickly, but you manage to make it look like you’re busy ignoring your moirail.

The truth is, you haven’t seen him in some time. You've missed him. You want to hug the shit out of him and hang out and tell him how great a listener he is, how cool it is to talk at him after not seeing him in weeks. But now you’re an adult and now things are much more complicated than they were when you were dorky kids talking to each other through Trollian.

You almost want to laugh when you remember how you were obsessing over some game. There were all these rumors that the world was ending and meteors were being aimed at the communal hive stems of those who played the game. But in the end, they were only stupid rumors and it was only a stupid game. Nevertheless, it was a fond memory for you. You finally got to feel like you were close to others, even if you did fuck it up by betraying your team and going off to do your own thing in the game, alone. Karkat never held a grudge, though. He’d complain every once in a while about it, yeah, but he did that with nearly everything he came across.

You let out a heavy sigh, waiting for the reason the candy-red grubfucker is here in the first place. In the past, you told him how dangerous it was, but of course he never listened. Not when he wanted something badly enough. You turn back to him, looking at him with your piercing eyes.

[boethiahsproving-remade]

Mutantbloods and Laughsassins

You are Gamzee Makara. You are 10 sweeps.

You grin an evil, capricious smirk as you kneel before the Mirthful Messiah. He catches your eye as he shouts your orders. He doesn't say it, but he's proud of having such a religious prodigy as an underling. You've been his best laughsassin for sweeps now.

It's been so long since you've seen your best friend. You two grew apart long ago, ever since you told him you'd entered yourself into a mysterious, shadowy program that would motherfucking school you in the ways of sneaking up on some poor soul. In all honesty, you weren't expecting them to be a real organization. Nobody gave you any real information beyond extremely vague bits and pieces. But in the end, you learned how to be just as sneaky as the trolls who ran the program. You still have no idea who they are or how exactly they operate. You don't really want to know, however. It would ruin the miracle of the thing.

The reason Karkat was wary about staying friends with you was that if anyone on Alternia found out about his mutant blood color, he would be culled on the spot. It was law; even rustbloods are not allowed certain places after the moons go down.

Karkat continually asked about the organization, pressing you for details, because he obviously did not want to end the moiraillegiance. You didn’t either, but you also didn’t know anything about the laughsassin program. You weren’t even really sure what the hell a laughsassin was or whether or not you wanted to be one. Sadly, however, you became too busy lurking in shadows and learning where to club someone to kill them quickly to keep up any relationships.

You’re sure it was a huge relief to him.

It was a good thing, you keep telling yourself, it means he’s much safer. Especially now that you’re working with the evil clown that murdered his ancestor. Still, it’s hard to ignore that familiar face in your mind’s eye. He was the only one you were really close with, and he was gone. You had no idea where he was, or whether he was even still alive.

This happened often, Karkat’s image showing up when you didn’t want it to. Whenever you were going to off a particularly scrawny lowblood, your concentration would be shot and your killing blow would miss and you would have to chase after that asshole.

You didn’t want to keep doing this. You wanted to do your job well and keep witnessing miracles and drinking Faygo and listening to the mirthfully disturbing rants of the Grand Highblood.

You wanted him gone. Out of your memory.

But… at the same time, you didn’t. You wanted to keep him there, or at least a part of him, somewhere in the back of your mind, forever.

[swordtsukiyama]

I want to do the dirtiest things to you. {pass this on to the next 10 blogs in your dash to see their reaction.}

[jamjumpingjambore]

hi i was wondering how many episodes of rc9gn cause i got up to according to wiki episode 22 grave puncher the movie and i cant find any other eps so yea

right now there are actually 23 episodes, (24 if you count Ninja Camp) but i’m not sure which one you missed if you’ve seen every one up to Grave Puncher: The Movie other than Ninja Camp. Also there will be two more episodes airing this friday Saturday and another two sometime in july so you can look forward to that. c:

[thetrollreview]

whats a good lusus for some one with the air pump star sign( i cant remember the proper name)

I have no idea what that sign is, so I can't help you. - N