( video; action for non-humans/park people ) ( AU!Discedo ) dated sometime at dusk
[ Good news, everyone! Karkat (and other trolls) are finally allowed to roam around outside! Sorta. Even though it's starting to get dark, you can obviously tell that Karkat is still feeling the effects of the sedatives, as evident from his squinting stare. While the camera remains fixed on his face, the background slowly swings back and forth... as though Karkat were on a swing...
...because he is. Older residents might vaguely recognize the place as a non-apocalyptic Horizon park. What do you do when you're a 13 year old troll who has endured government blood tests, MRIs, and near-constant sedation and isolation due to violent outbursts?
You frolic in the fucking park and make your Disco KGB buddy push you on the swing, that's what you do. For once, his voice isn't it's typical angry shouting. It's more like a slurred, irate normal tone. ]
so
i'm not inside anymore.
they stopped jabbing me with fucking needles
at least for now.
since rebelling with my fists and fangs only resulted in more pills
i resulted to psychological warfare.
i said,
"hey. hey doctor douchebag who isn't the doctor. you wanna go to the park.
we can get arrested.
wanna go to the mall.
we can get sandwiches."
so now i'm at the fucking park with a fucking dog and the other trolls.
at least the ones that were in that medical hellspace.
still sleepy.
hey. japan.
i'm out here now.
and this asshole is incompetent at swinging.
TAKE ME TO THE SLIDE UNTIL MY MOTOR SKILLS RETURN TO ME.
[ Karkat is promptly lifted from the swing and guided, most likely, towards the slide. The camera wobbles as though he's unsteady on his feet (hint: he is). ]
any information as to what the fuck is going on
like why there are suddenly humans everywhere
and things are actually alive and not some empty shell of a planet left in the wake of its reckoning:
please post here
in text
and i will read it when i am not being shadowed by sir-can't-fucking-push-a-swing-worth-shit.
[ As he's placed at the top, something relatively unusual happens: his scowl falls, and he actually looks a little depressed. Like the essence of hope had just punched him in the jaw and told him to fuck off. ]
i can't even make plans or even act on vague whims to escape
since they shoved pills down my throat and needles in my everything
so i can't think
or move that well
and they're always listening.
i'd be impressed at this miltaristic display if it wasn't ruining my whole fucking existence right now.
[ Now, if I wanted to spare Karkat's dignity, I would end it here, but no. No I'm not. Before he shuts off the post, the officer following him gives him what looks like a peanut butter and jelly Uncrustable. He morosely eats it as he's pushed down the slide.
You can literally see tactics for escape brewing behind his heavily sedated eyes. ]
...because he is. Older residents might vaguely recognize the place as a non-apocalyptic Horizon park. What do you do when you're a 13 year old troll who has endured government blood tests, MRIs, and near-constant sedation and isolation due to violent outbursts?
You frolic in the fucking park and make your Disco KGB buddy push you on the swing, that's what you do. For once, his voice isn't it's typical angry shouting. It's more like a slurred, irate normal tone. ]
so
i'm not inside anymore.
they stopped jabbing me with fucking needles
at least for now.
since rebelling with my fists and fangs only resulted in more pills
i resulted to psychological warfare.
i said,
"hey. hey doctor douchebag who isn't the doctor. you wanna go to the park.
we can get arrested.
wanna go to the mall.
we can get sandwiches."
so now i'm at the fucking park with a fucking dog and the other trolls.
at least the ones that were in that medical hellspace.
still sleepy.
hey. japan.
i'm out here now.
and this asshole is incompetent at swinging.
TAKE ME TO THE SLIDE UNTIL MY MOTOR SKILLS RETURN TO ME.
[ Karkat is promptly lifted from the swing and guided, most likely, towards the slide. The camera wobbles as though he's unsteady on his feet (hint: he is). ]
any information as to what the fuck is going on
like why there are suddenly humans everywhere
and things are actually alive and not some empty shell of a planet left in the wake of its reckoning:
please post here
in text
and i will read it when i am not being shadowed by sir-can't-fucking-push-a-swing-worth-shit.
[ As he's placed at the top, something relatively unusual happens: his scowl falls, and he actually looks a little depressed. Like the essence of hope had just punched him in the jaw and told him to fuck off. ]
i can't even make plans or even act on vague whims to escape
since they shoved pills down my throat and needles in my everything
so i can't think
or move that well
and they're always listening.
i'd be impressed at this miltaristic display if it wasn't ruining my whole fucking existence right now.
[ Now, if I wanted to spare Karkat's dignity, I would end it here, but no. No I'm not. Before he shuts off the post, the officer following him gives him what looks like a peanut butter and jelly Uncrustable. He morosely eats it as he's pushed down the slide.
You can literally see tactics for escape brewing behind his heavily sedated eyes. ]