044 ♋ Video/Action ♋ 4th Wall

[usedshooshpap]

[ video has Karkat, in full troll skin kinda fussing with his nails. claws. whatever. in yellow Prospit pajamas. ]

Kanaya already said something, so I'm not going to repeat that shit pointlessly. I don't care how this happened. All I know is that I am very, very fucking thankful for it. I am hoping that it will stay that way.

It's not that I'm apposed to being soft and squishy. I just don't feel right in my own goddamn skin. This? This is much more natural.

[ doesn't look very scary with that Joltik perched on his shoulder though. ]

Last time I had this outfit an entire fucking moon blew up...

[ Alternatively ]

[ A) maybe you're just traveling along a route. maybe you're walking in town. suddenly there is this little guy attached to your pant leg. possibly eating it. maybe just chittering and climbing higher and higher.

B) it's a bird, it's a plane! no, likely it's just Karkat. goodhood and all. enjoying flight because he NEVER gets to fly. it's a sore spot. a big, giant sore spot.]

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[ghostytrainer]

[BECAUSE IT'S A WEIRD BUG CRAWLING UP HIS LEG AND EW.]

[John gives a few more gentle shakes until the teeth sink in.]

Yeowch!!!! You little fucker, let go!! That hurts!!! [He reaches down and tries to pull the little bug thing off without ripping out a chunk of his flesh in the process. And that's when he realizes something. The horns. The grey skin. This can only be...]

You're a baby troll, aren't you? [Yes, because clearly the grub can talk and understand him. That's a thing that babies do.] Come on...that really hurts dude, let go. [He gives a few more gentle tugs.]

[papshooshing]

[ MAYBE. JUST MAYBE he'll let go. but not without glaring at John and hisssssstttttt-ing. ]

[ghostytrainer]

There we go, much better. [With his leg free of tiny fangs, John attempts to pull the little grub off his leg entirely so that he can hold it and take a closer look. That's right, he's completely ignoring the fact that this thing is hissing at him. Way to go, John.]

Hehe, pissy little guy aren't you? You almost remind me of-- [Wait a minute those nubby horns...] Son of a bitch you are Karkat, aren't you?

[papshooshing]

[ HISSSSSSSSSSS! Karkat wiggles little legs around in an attempt to latch back onto John. HEY, HEY EPIC MOUNT. STOP MOVING SO WE CAN GET BACK TO BUSINESS. ]

[ghostytrainer]

[John laughs, poking at Karkat's underbelly in what can only be an attempt at a tickle. Are grubs ticklish? Let's find out!

Hehehe, yup! You sure are!

[HE'LL GO BACK TO BEING AN EPIC MOUNT IN A MINUTE OKAY JUST LET HIM HAVE HIS MOMENT.]

[papshooshing]

[ oh yes. John you are an evil mastermind. Karkat screeches. grubs are very ticklish, thank you very much. now the grub is trying to curl into himself like a pillbug. ]

[ghostytrainer]

[The mystery has been solved. Look at all this xenoinformation John is obtaining. This is Important Fucking Research, clearly.]

[He continues the tickling for another minute before stopping because tickling isn't fun and he really doesn't want to get bitten again. That kind of hurt and he really probably should get that bite looked at and bandaged up.]

Alright. [With a grunt, he pushes himself to his feet and picks up his smoothie that never stopped being a thing from that first tag but he presumably had to put it down at some point to have both hands available for tickling/holding.]

[And Karkat, here. You get to sit on his shoulder now. Much nicer than John's leg, yes? John thinks so too. He musses Karkat's hair with a fingertip.]

Hehehe. There we go, ready? You're not going to fall off if I start walking are you?

[papshooshing]

[ oh. oh a shoulder. this is a much better perch than the leg. higher too. high is a good thing. means stuff can't try to eat you.

Karkat isn't pissy now. just coos a little and looks at John. as if he understands the weird human, he makes a show of hooking his little bug legs onto John's shirt. nope. not going anywhere.

but is making eyes at that smoothie now. ]

[ghostytrainer]

[John laughs.]

I am going to take that as a yes. Alright then, off we go. [He sets off once again, this time headed in the direction of the Pokécenter. Because he really needs to get his leg looked at before he gets troll baby rabies or something.]

[Unfortunately, he doesn't seem to notice the little grub making eyes at his delicious smoothie. Probably because he is far too concerned with drinking it himself. What a dick.]

[papshooshing]

[ JOHN. JOOOOOOHHHNNN. he wants that smoothie. he pokes at John's jaw. or what he can reach of it. kind of squeaking too. c'mon. he really wants some. huuunngggrrryyy. ]

[ghostytrainer]

Ah! [Well it gets his attention!] What? What's wrong what do you-- hm?

[Two and two are slowly adding up here... He moves the drink so the straw is right in front of Karkat's mouth.] Is this it? Do you want some?

[papshooshing]

[ chewing on the strawwwww. definitely doesn't know that he needs to suck it up. but he's not giving up!

hope you didn't think that plastic thing could stand up to troll teeth dude. it's not. ]

[ghostytrainer]

Woah hey, no! Ack! [He tugs the straw away.] No no, you can't bite it! You're not going to get any of the good stuff that way! You gotta suck through the straw!

[He points at said plastic drinking utensil.] Straaaaawwww. [He then makes a fishy face at Karkat and sucks in exaggeratedly.] Like that! See and then...

[He wipes the straw off with his fingers before making fishlips around it and sucking. Grub see, grub do, yes? No? Hopefully? ]

Got it? [He's going to give you another shot, little dude. If it doesn't work, he's going to have to think of something else.]

[papshooshing]

[ Karkat gives out a chirp, likely trying to mimic 'strawwwww.'

but it's not a baby, John. he's a grub. grubs GNAW SHIT.

like he's going to gnaw at the cup in general. ]

[ghostytrainer]

[Shh! He doesn't have an experience with grubs, okay!? But at least he very quickly gives up on the idea of trying to get him to use a straw properly.]

[Instead, he pulls the lid off and holds the cup up so that Karkat can just stick his head in it.]

[This is... yeah this is going to end well.]