Q:Karkat, please come and elope with me ;w;
HOW ABOUT NO.
Q:why are you so rude honestly
*I’M* RUDE? I WORK MY ASS OFF TO MAINTAIN THIS BLOG, AND YOU’RE CALLING *ME* RUDE? FOR WHAT? IS IT BECAUSE I DIDN’T ANSWER YOUR DUMB QUESTION? THERE’S THIS LITTLE THING WE LIKE TO CALL PATIENCE. I’VE BEEN WORKING NONSTOP FOR HOURS, WORKING FOR YOU ANONS. WORKING TO ANSWER *YOUR* RIDICULOUS, DEGRADING, INVASIVE QUESTIONS. DO I NOT DESERVE A LITTLE BREAK? CAN I NOT TAKE A FEW HOURS FOR MYSELF TO RECUPERATE? IF ANYONE’S RUDE, ANON, IT’S YOU. I’VE ANSWERED YOUR QUESTION NOW, ARE YOU HAPPY? DOES THIS PLEASE YOU?
Q:does karkat ever give you "love bites", batman?
BATMAN’S BUSY WITH OTHER THINGS, SO I’M ANSWERING YOU.
NO, I DON’T DO “LOVE BITES”. I’M A CIVILIZED TROLL, NOT A FERAL ANIMAL.
I DON’T BECAUSE I DON’T WANT TO END UP HURTING SOMEONE IF I BITE TOO HARD. I MEAN, WHAT IF I DREW BLOOD?
Q:Hey have you guys ever played amnesia??
WHY WOULD YOU ASK THAT?
((Also guys, we could use some more good questions!))
Q:What would your kids look like?
AGAIN, THIS ISN’T EVEN WORTH AN IMAGE.
Q:What would happen if you two were locked in a room and forced to repopulate the earth and you are the last hope?
WELL THEN I GUESS YOU’RE SCREWED. WITH BOTH OF US BEING MALES, THAT’S NOT POSSIBLE. I DON’T UNDERSTAND WHY EVERYONE IS SO INSISTENT ON ASKING US QUESTIONS ABOUT COPULATION.
Q:karkat does batman ever make you to cook your own dinner while he goes off to work
ALL THE FUCKING TIME.
Karkat was rudely awakened by the shaking and clacking noises all around him. The ground was shaking and vibrating. Everything was a hazy blur. All he recollected was when he was last hanging out with Gamzee. Anything from that point on he can’t remember. When he finally gained his vision, he found himself bound by ropes on what looked like train tracks in the middle of the desert. “WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?! I CAN’T REMEMBER SHIT.” Karkat thought, “GOD DAMMIT WHAT THE FUCK IS CAUSING ALL THIS NOISE?” Karkat looked westward, squinting his eyes and noticed a shadow heading in this direction on the tracks, going at what appears to be an extreme speed, slowing getting closer and closer. Finally he was able to make out what exactly it was in the distance, and it wasn’t a very great view.
“WHAT THE FUCK IS GAMZEE DOING DRIVING A TRAIN, OH GOD OH GOD OH NO NO NO NO. FUCK GOD DAMMIT NO.” Karkat was yelling. He could see Gamzee was hanging half-way out of the conductor’s window yanking on the horn for the train like a maniac. The train began to close the gap between them, speeding forward. HOOONK HOOOONK, the train’s horn bellowed. The tracks clacked, clanked and shook under the speeding train. It wouldn’t be long until Karkat would be ran over by the subjuggulator’s train. Karkat closed his eyes in fear as the train came closer and closer. He did the only thing he could do and waited. Waited. However, at the last moment a hero in black ran by picking him up off the tracks, nearly seconds before the train zoomed by.
The hero then set Karkat down quite a bit away from the tracks. Karkat struggled to sit up to face his savior. Batman cut the ropes that bound him. “Come on.” Batman said, and he pointed towards his bike. They head towards the bike, Batman got on first, then motioned for Karkat to sit behind him, which he proceeded to do. After Karkat told him where his place was, he drove him there and dropped him off. It would not be long until they met again.