FLOWING THROUGH MY FINGERS.
Your name is KARKAT STRIDER and you have LOTS OF THINGS that still need to be taken care of.
Your TROLLIAN HANDLE is cancerousGenetics

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((Indie Karkat RP blog. Can be NSFW. Please read info page for headcanons and some of Karkat's history.))


WOW.

OK I DON’T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK I DID, MAYBE SOMEHOW I PUT UP A NEON SIGN THAT SAID “FOLLOW THIS ASSHOLE HERE” SO SUDDENLY I’M HAVING A FLOOD OF PEOPLE EXPECTING ME TO LEAD THEM THROUGH SOME SORT OF SEA TO GREENER PASTURES, LIKE SOME SORT OF LAND THAT WAS PROMISED OR WHATEVER THE FUCK.

I WOULD LIKE TO CLEAR UP A FEW THINGS:

  1. FIND YOUR OWN GODDAMNED PROMISED LAND, THAT’S NOT MY JOB YOU LAZY ASSES.
  2. I AM NOW CONVINCED I’M A STRIDER MAGNET.
  3. I LITERALLY HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE AS TO WHY THIS IS, BUT WHATEVER.
  4. I WILL NO LONGER BE ACCEPTING ALCOHOL FROM ANYONE, LESSON LEARNED. I’M LOOKING AT YOU, LALONDE.
  5. IF YOU WERE EXPECTING A FANCY “WELCOME”, SUCK IT UP. THIS IS WHAT YOU GET.

ANY QUESTIONS? NO? GOOD.

HAVE FUN BEING NOSY LITTLE SHITFUCKS.