[There's a gray face taking up a lot of the viewscreen all of a sudden, unpainted and curious. The owner is poking a finger at various places on the device. Enough movement should reveal to anyone watching a familiar shirt and horns, though the latter are smaller than usual
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Do not be alarmed. We come in peace.
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...What?
[As in "What is this?" "What are you?" and/or "Where are you?"]
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What is that?]
...Brown and pink.
[Her hair and skin. It makes no sense for something that otherwise looks somewhat troll-like. She also doesn't have any horns, but he'll get to that.]
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[He wrinkles his nose.]
Not a troll.
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Oh. Fuck. No.
He'd been hoping his moirail had been unaffected or at least affected the same goddamn way that he was.
After a brief internal struggle, he growls to himself and then opens the door to his croft. He stands framed in the doorway, towering over the tiny form of kid!Gamzee, and then...
... Clears his throat.]
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He gives a panicked cry and tries to scamper the fuck away.]
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That's why he makes the best decision he possibly could in this situation, which was to chase him and try to pin him with a tackle.]
Gamzee for fuck's sake! It's Karkat, you shitnugget!
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He wriggles and flails as much as possible, at last attempting to sink his sharp little teeth into Karkat's arm.]
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Um...
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Gamzee hisses, baring his teeth and falling into a defensive position just in case he needs to make a run for it.]
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Uhh, no, it's okay! I'm not going to hurt you.
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[The smaller troll keeps backing up too, deciding which direction would be the best to run off in.]
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