Application: Exit Void
player.
NAME/HANDLE: Kim
PERSONAL JOURNAL: kura_kimber
ARE YOU 16 OR OVER?: Yes.
CONTACT: AIM (pocketoftheheart), Plurk (HeartPocket)
OTHER CHARACTERS: N/A
character.
CHARACTER NAME: Karkat Vantas
SERIES: Homestuck - [Karkat himself]
CANON POINT: Just after falling down the stairs with an unconscious Sollux.
AGE: 6 Alternian solar sweeps, approximately 13 Earth years.
APPEARANCE: Here, here, and here.
PREVIOUS GAME HISTORY: N/A
PERSONALITY:
At first glance, Karkat is extremely rude, has a short temper, and seems to like yelling an awful lot. These are all things that are true, but not always because he's simply a grouchy dude. Really, it's just the way he is, whether actually angry or not. Most of the time his shouting and rudeness is just that, though: genuine anger. And he'll yell and yell and say things before really processing exactly what is spewing from his mouth. That's the way he works really, jumping verbal cliffs before looking. There are occasions when, in his frenzied state of ranting, he'll say something personally incriminating or awkward. He's usually quick to correct himself though. The majority of what he says or types (because most of the Homestuck conversations take place via instant messenger) is either vulgarity with intersparsed troll insults or creative descriptive metaphors usually meaning something terribly derogatory. Speaking of typing, he types in a particular way and color, like all trolls, but his quirk is fairly simple. It's just GRAY CAPITALIZED FONT AND NEAR PERFECT SYNTAX.
Under his shell of anger and nonstop seething, he's actually not a bad guy. He's shown to care deeply for those he considers friends, feeling responsible for keeping everyone of them sane and alive. When the other trolls start killing each other, he blames himself for it and feels as though he's failed as their leader. Something that sets Karkat apart from the other trolls is his strange aversion to violence (despite his claims of being 'adorabloodthirsty'.) It's obvious that he is uncomfortable with the idea of any of his friends dying, which is strange for a child born into a culture steeped in murder and bloodshed.
While some trolls like FLARPing, Karkat loves to watch romantic comedies, no matter how awful they may be. He knows a lot about the ways of romance because of this, and he's the go-to guy for romantic advice. Strangely enough, he can't really handle his own relationships. He's convinced that he may be his own Kismesis, a 'quadrant' of the troll romantic system, this quadrant being rivalry built on pure unadulterated hate. Basically this means he acknowledges the stupid things he has done and he hates that part of himself for it. Troll romance sure is weird, but Karkat is almost always willing to help someone out in that area if their particular problem piques his interest. He's still looking for relationships to fill all his quadrants, but so far the closet thing he has to a 'matesprit', the quadrant based on pity and the closest thing to human love, is Terezi Pyrope. It's still in the budding stages of romance, and Karkat isn't entirely sure Terezi's pity isn't just platonic. Thus far in the story, he hasn't had much luck in most of his romantic endeavors.
Karkat is the patron troll of the astrology sign Cancer, which is shown on the symbol he wears on all his clothes (which all look the same, because he thinks fashion is stupid). It is not at all a stretch to say he's crabby. His Lusus (like a guardian) was a large crab-like creature that was later killed in an unfortunate computer explosion. Even later, 'Crabdad', as it's been deemed, returned again as the troll's sprite to guide him through the beginnings of his adventures in SGRUB... only to die again. On the topic of death, Karkat is probably the least bloodthirsty of any of the trolls, preferring everyone not kill each other. He is also considered a 'mutant' among trolls because of his blood color, which is not a normal color for trolls at all, which I'll mention again later.
ABILITIES:
Karkat uses dual sickles, as it turns out, his weapon of choice since even before SGRUB. He's a force to be reckoned with with a sickle in his hand, judging by how well he fared in the game.
He likes to dabble with coding and hacking, but he's not very good at it. In fact, most of the time he manages to destroy the machine he's working on, leading him to just admit that he specilizes in computer viruses. Really, this is probably another unfortunate relation to his Trollian handle, carcinoGenetist. When you think about it, viruses are like cancer for computers.
That's about it for him, though it's worth mentioning that trolls have thicker skin than a human, and their teeth tend to grow back when knocked out. Most of the time.
Also, not an ability, but he has bright candy apple red blood, which is a mutant blood color for trolls. Were his blood color discovered by imperial drones or even other malicious trolls, he would have been exterminated on sight. He's determined to keep this part of himself a secret out of habit, and he's been careful about it all of his life.
POSSESSIONS:
Karkat has a sylladex like everyone else in Homestuck, kind of like a 'bag of holding' without the bag. The amazing thing about the sylladex is that it can hold just about anything of any size. Almost. He probably wouldn't be able to captchalogue (read: store in sylladex) a building or something. Probably. To retrieve items from said sylladex, the characters require a 'fetch modus'. His fetch modus in the beginning is called the ENCRYPTION MODUS, but he doesn't seem to be using it later in the series, leading one to assume he has traded fetch moduses with Sollux Captor at one point as was suggested in the text. It currently remains unclear.
One of the most important items held within his sylladex is his strife specibus, which contains his weapon. As stated earlier, Karkat uses a sicklekind strife specibus, limiting his weapons to sickles.
Items he'll bring with him in his sylladex are:
- Strife Specibus: SICKLEKIND (clawsickles, Homes Smell Ya Later)
- The complete DVD compilation of The Thresh Prince of Bel-Air
- Several incredibly awful troll romantic comedies on DVD(that he loves more than he really should)
- One useless movie poster (of Troll Will Smith)
- ~ATH Manual
- A box of Fruit Troll-ups
- A.... pail. (that he accidentally captchalogued and forgot to throw out)
samples.
JOURNAL ENTRY SAMPLE:
→ A text thread from another game.
→ A Dear_Mun post.
THIRD-PERSON SAMPLE:
The last thing he could remember was feeling his face connect with stair step after stair step before finally landing on the floor and blacking out. The next, he awoke to the sound of the ocean. He jolted up from his burrow in the sand when an unfamiliar lump buzzed in his pocket, making him realize he was not where he had been before at all. This wasn't the weird lab on the Veil. It didn't look like anyone's 'world' that he could remember, either.
"Where the fuck..." He held a slip of paper in his hand, and a key. The troll stood quickly, dusting his pants of sand and then examining the things that weren't on his person before. Reading the numbers on that slip of paper, something clicked. He remembered there was a strange blinking message that appeared before him right after his vision went dark. Was this some other aspect of SGRUB that none of them had ever discovered, or something new entirely? Whatever the fuck it was, Karkat honestly wanted no part of it, and he'd find someone to complain to about it. Whoever this KERNOS co was, he didn't have the time for more fucking games.
He didn't like the feel of the place either. It felt far more sinister than anything in SGRUB, by simple merit that there weren't any talking amphibians, ferrets, or lizards there to chatter at him needlessly. In an instant, a sickle was in his right hand, just in case he'd need it. Better safe than eviscerated empty-handed. But really, he'd already been through hell in his other game, why the fuck did he have to go through this again?
NAME/HANDLE: Kim
PERSONAL JOURNAL: kura_kimber
ARE YOU 16 OR OVER?: Yes.
CONTACT: AIM (pocketoftheheart), Plurk (HeartPocket)
OTHER CHARACTERS: N/A
character.
CHARACTER NAME: Karkat Vantas
SERIES: Homestuck - [Karkat himself]
CANON POINT: Just after falling down the stairs with an unconscious Sollux.
AGE: 6 Alternian solar sweeps, approximately 13 Earth years.
APPEARANCE: Here, here, and here.
PREVIOUS GAME HISTORY: N/A
PERSONALITY:
At first glance, Karkat is extremely rude, has a short temper, and seems to like yelling an awful lot. These are all things that are true, but not always because he's simply a grouchy dude. Really, it's just the way he is, whether actually angry or not. Most of the time his shouting and rudeness is just that, though: genuine anger. And he'll yell and yell and say things before really processing exactly what is spewing from his mouth. That's the way he works really, jumping verbal cliffs before looking. There are occasions when, in his frenzied state of ranting, he'll say something personally incriminating or awkward. He's usually quick to correct himself though. The majority of what he says or types (because most of the Homestuck conversations take place via instant messenger) is either vulgarity with intersparsed troll insults or creative descriptive metaphors usually meaning something terribly derogatory. Speaking of typing, he types in a particular way and color, like all trolls, but his quirk is fairly simple. It's just GRAY CAPITALIZED FONT AND NEAR PERFECT SYNTAX.
Under his shell of anger and nonstop seething, he's actually not a bad guy. He's shown to care deeply for those he considers friends, feeling responsible for keeping everyone of them sane and alive. When the other trolls start killing each other, he blames himself for it and feels as though he's failed as their leader. Something that sets Karkat apart from the other trolls is his strange aversion to violence (despite his claims of being 'adorabloodthirsty'.) It's obvious that he is uncomfortable with the idea of any of his friends dying, which is strange for a child born into a culture steeped in murder and bloodshed.
While some trolls like FLARPing, Karkat loves to watch romantic comedies, no matter how awful they may be. He knows a lot about the ways of romance because of this, and he's the go-to guy for romantic advice. Strangely enough, he can't really handle his own relationships. He's convinced that he may be his own Kismesis, a 'quadrant' of the troll romantic system, this quadrant being rivalry built on pure unadulterated hate. Basically this means he acknowledges the stupid things he has done and he hates that part of himself for it. Troll romance sure is weird, but Karkat is almost always willing to help someone out in that area if their particular problem piques his interest. He's still looking for relationships to fill all his quadrants, but so far the closet thing he has to a 'matesprit', the quadrant based on pity and the closest thing to human love, is Terezi Pyrope. It's still in the budding stages of romance, and Karkat isn't entirely sure Terezi's pity isn't just platonic. Thus far in the story, he hasn't had much luck in most of his romantic endeavors.
Karkat is the patron troll of the astrology sign Cancer, which is shown on the symbol he wears on all his clothes (which all look the same, because he thinks fashion is stupid). It is not at all a stretch to say he's crabby. His Lusus (like a guardian) was a large crab-like creature that was later killed in an unfortunate computer explosion. Even later, 'Crabdad', as it's been deemed, returned again as the troll's sprite to guide him through the beginnings of his adventures in SGRUB... only to die again. On the topic of death, Karkat is probably the least bloodthirsty of any of the trolls, preferring everyone not kill each other. He is also considered a 'mutant' among trolls because of his blood color, which is not a normal color for trolls at all, which I'll mention again later.
ABILITIES:
Karkat uses dual sickles, as it turns out, his weapon of choice since even before SGRUB. He's a force to be reckoned with with a sickle in his hand, judging by how well he fared in the game.
He likes to dabble with coding and hacking, but he's not very good at it. In fact, most of the time he manages to destroy the machine he's working on, leading him to just admit that he specilizes in computer viruses. Really, this is probably another unfortunate relation to his Trollian handle, carcinoGenetist. When you think about it, viruses are like cancer for computers.
That's about it for him, though it's worth mentioning that trolls have thicker skin than a human, and their teeth tend to grow back when knocked out. Most of the time.
Also, not an ability, but he has bright candy apple red blood, which is a mutant blood color for trolls. Were his blood color discovered by imperial drones or even other malicious trolls, he would have been exterminated on sight. He's determined to keep this part of himself a secret out of habit, and he's been careful about it all of his life.
POSSESSIONS:
Karkat has a sylladex like everyone else in Homestuck, kind of like a 'bag of holding' without the bag. The amazing thing about the sylladex is that it can hold just about anything of any size. Almost. He probably wouldn't be able to captchalogue (read: store in sylladex) a building or something. Probably. To retrieve items from said sylladex, the characters require a 'fetch modus'. His fetch modus in the beginning is called the ENCRYPTION MODUS, but he doesn't seem to be using it later in the series, leading one to assume he has traded fetch moduses with Sollux Captor at one point as was suggested in the text. It currently remains unclear.
One of the most important items held within his sylladex is his strife specibus, which contains his weapon. As stated earlier, Karkat uses a sicklekind strife specibus, limiting his weapons to sickles.
Items he'll bring with him in his sylladex are:
- Strife Specibus: SICKLEKIND (clawsickles, Homes Smell Ya Later)
- The complete DVD compilation of The Thresh Prince of Bel-Air
- Several incredibly awful troll romantic comedies on DVD(that he loves more than he really should)
- One useless movie poster (of Troll Will Smith)
- ~ATH Manual
- A box of Fruit Troll-ups
- A.... pail. (that he accidentally captchalogued and forgot to throw out)
samples.
JOURNAL ENTRY SAMPLE:
→ A text thread from another game.
→ A Dear_Mun post.
THIRD-PERSON SAMPLE:
The last thing he could remember was feeling his face connect with stair step after stair step before finally landing on the floor and blacking out. The next, he awoke to the sound of the ocean. He jolted up from his burrow in the sand when an unfamiliar lump buzzed in his pocket, making him realize he was not where he had been before at all. This wasn't the weird lab on the Veil. It didn't look like anyone's 'world' that he could remember, either.
"Where the fuck..." He held a slip of paper in his hand, and a key. The troll stood quickly, dusting his pants of sand and then examining the things that weren't on his person before. Reading the numbers on that slip of paper, something clicked. He remembered there was a strange blinking message that appeared before him right after his vision went dark. Was this some other aspect of SGRUB that none of them had ever discovered, or something new entirely? Whatever the fuck it was, Karkat honestly wanted no part of it, and he'd find someone to complain to about it. Whoever this KERNOS co was, he didn't have the time for more fucking games.
He didn't like the feel of the place either. It felt far more sinister than anything in SGRUB, by simple merit that there weren't any talking amphibians, ferrets, or lizards there to chatter at him needlessly. In an instant, a sickle was in his right hand, just in case he'd need it. Better safe than eviscerated empty-handed. But really, he'd already been through hell in his other game, why the fuck did he have to go through this again?