Thread: Homestuck: The Trickster and the Thief [Ahren and Resident Homestuck]

RE Homestuck The Trickster and the Thief Be Karkat You cannot be Karkat at this time. He is too confused and angry. Be John You are once again John Egbert, and before your friends have a chance to answer your question, footsteps alert you to the presence of another. A feminine voice speaks your name, and your eyes fixate upon the Troll girl that now graces your vision. Despite the fact that you had never actually seen or heard her before, something in the back of your mind puts the pieces together. Vriska...? You finally manage to utter. You're staring, but you don't quite realize it. She's more beautiful than you had imagined, though frankly your imagination had taken a joke you had made about the Trolls looking like Howie Mandel from Little Monsters and ran with it. In which case the bar had been set pretty low for being more attractive than your imagination, however those things aside, she was gorgeous even by human standards and likely Troll standards, too. Long, wild black hair. A pleasant shade of grey skin. And the way her two fangs peeked out on the sides of her blue lips was bewitching, to say the least. Karkat turns to see what you're looking at and immediately his eyes widen as if a horrible realization just struck him. OHhh No! No no no NO! I've already had to deal with Rose and Kanaya, and Terezi and Strider all shooting disgusting little looks at each other all the time, I am NOT going through it again with you two! I am putting my foot down! If I put my foot down any harder it will crack this fucking meteor in half! This is exactly what I was afraid of! Jesus christ, dude... Your capability for blowing shit out of proportion is bordering on legendary. Dave comments and you can practically see his eyes rolling even behind the shades. You take this time to dust yourself off and approach Vriska, your gaze having never really left her. She's about your height and you can't help but be entranced by her left eye. Six pupils arranged in a circular pattern around a seventh. Her text smileys with eight eyes had apparently been more than just a cute little quirk. You definitely don't seem to notice the rather dorky smile that has found its way to your face. John! If you value your existence at all and I'm not even sure you do given how many times you've gotten yourself killed already you'll stay away from her! She's a murderous psychopath! Karkat clamors on. You finally glance over to him and raise an eyebrow. You mean she's... a Troll? This is different! He continues. She killed people she considered friends! For immensely shitty reasons! Dude, isn't your best friend the crazy juggalo who went on a murder spree for literally no reason? Dave chimes in. Shut your bloated fucking throathole and stay out of this, Strider! You turn your attention back to Vriska. Indulging in the argument seemed silly. Your eyes continued to scan her, taking note of her asymmetrical horns. One with a crooked point and another forked. You kinda want to reach out and touch them but it probably would be pretty rude to do the first time meeting someone face to face... Karkat, Vriska is my friend. I'll talk to her if I want and that's all there really is to say on the matter. You scratch the back of your head nervously, now realizing you don't quite know what to say to her. Hey, Vriska. It's great to finally meet you. You look really good! Glad you recognized me. I guess I grew a bit over the past couple years? Egbert Translator He wants to smooch you. Dave chimes in causing you to flush immediately. Dave! What, bro? You looked like you were ready to commence the timeless courtship ritual of standing outside her window while holding a boombox over your head. Your eyes roll hard at the reference, but Karkat seems unconvinced. Please. Egbert is nowhere near as suave as Cusack. He is, at best, a nerdier version of Freddie Prinze Jr. Karkat responds causing Dave to just stare in his direction in disbelief. Holy shit, dude. I was making a joke but you seriously brought out this shitty romance movie analysis that you're proud of for some reason. Please leave. Dave orders. You're about ready to scream. Oh my god! Leaving actually sounds great! Is there somewhere else we can talk? This is getting pretty silly! You ask Vriska, hoping to end the madness at least for the time being.