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I WANNA KNOW WHAT LOVE ISSSS [OPEN]
Who: Karkat and YOU.
Where: Right outside the Mess Hall
Summary: Romance troubles? Shhhhshoooshhshhshooosh Karkat is here.
Warnings: Language.
Karkat was bored.
After calming down from the reality of being kidnapped, he quickly found that being stuck on a giant, talking spaceship wasn't so different from being trapped in the veil--Stacy was just much, much bigger. There were things to occupy his time, of course. He and the other trolls still needed a hive, after all, and the City was certainly full of enough crap to salvage. Still, for being chosen, or whatever, there was surprisingly little action to be had since his arrival.
Obviously, that meant Karkat was going to make his own entertainment. As dumb as all these humans were, they at least gave him something to do. The best course of action would, naturally, solve many problems at once. Though it was entirely possible to build a sufficient Hive in the City out of all the junk left over from that SHODAN lady or whoever she was, lots of people on the ship meant lots of cool stuff that could potentially contribute to the Hive. Unfortunately, Karkat didn't have much to offer, but as much as he disliked hearing people whine about their problems, solving romantic issues was undoubtedly something he was good at. Perhaps offering that in exchange for cool stuff could not only benefit him, but act as a viable method to cure boredom.
So here he was, positioned outside the mess hall with a sign--one that said "ADVICE: ROMANTIC OR OTHERWISE" in big, bold letters. He was so totally serious about this.
This was a good plan.
Where: Right outside the Mess Hall
Summary: Romance troubles? Shhhhshoooshhshhshooosh Karkat is here.
Warnings: Language.
Karkat was bored.
After calming down from the reality of being kidnapped, he quickly found that being stuck on a giant, talking spaceship wasn't so different from being trapped in the veil--Stacy was just much, much bigger. There were things to occupy his time, of course. He and the other trolls still needed a hive, after all, and the City was certainly full of enough crap to salvage. Still, for being chosen, or whatever, there was surprisingly little action to be had since his arrival.
Obviously, that meant Karkat was going to make his own entertainment. As dumb as all these humans were, they at least gave him something to do. The best course of action would, naturally, solve many problems at once. Though it was entirely possible to build a sufficient Hive in the City out of all the junk left over from that SHODAN lady or whoever she was, lots of people on the ship meant lots of cool stuff that could potentially contribute to the Hive. Unfortunately, Karkat didn't have much to offer, but as much as he disliked hearing people whine about their problems, solving romantic issues was undoubtedly something he was good at. Perhaps offering that in exchange for cool stuff could not only benefit him, but act as a viable method to cure boredom.
So here he was, positioned outside the mess hall with a sign--one that said "ADVICE: ROMANTIC OR OTHERWISE" in big, bold letters. He was so totally serious about this.
This was a good plan.