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Characters in Game (previously too): Karkat, Akane, Cherry (all previously)
CHARACTER INFORMATION
Name: Karkat Vantas
Canon: Homestuck
Gender: Male
Age: 7.5 sweeps/16 years
Species: Troll
Genitalia: I'll probably be going to the bog standard tentabulge/nook combination platter. Tinted red, sorta prehensile but not in a useful way, kind of has a mind of its own, stays up in the nook when it's not aroused.
Canon Point: The end of Act Six Intermission Five. He literally gets dumped on LOMAX in front of John and gets kidnapped to this weird sex universe.
History: Here on the Homestuck wiki
Personality: Karkat is a kid with a lot to prove. And for one very good reason: he's a mutant. And yeah, mutation isn't completely unknown and it's not even an automatic death sentence for a troll, but Karkat's mutation is special. Alternia has a strict caste system based on the hemospectrum—which is their name for the various blood colors a troll can have; in short, it follows the visible light spectrum and and basically the further you are from red and the closer you are to purple the better off you are—and Karkat's blood is a red much brighter than any other shade in the hemospectrum. It's the kind of thing that is liable to get him killed-on-sight and this is made worse because the only other troll known to have this blood color was the ancient prophet and rebel known as the Signless Sufferer, whose name and sym69l have largely been wiped from history, but whose followers have secretly kept the faith in his ideals of pacifism and equality for thousands of solar sweeps.
(Those followers are pretty much the only reason Karkat wasn't culled immediately after hatching—they're also responsible for the fact that he's got a personal sign and a lusus like a normal troll. The Sufferists basically believed that he was the second coming of the Signless. Karkat himself is only semi-aware about how the whole cult of the Suffererer thing affected his life..)
Since Karkat is outside the caste system, he's worked as hard as he can to present himself as a model troll: an aggressive, arrogant boy warrior. He's spent years training with the sickles in the vague hopes that when he hits the age of mandatory conscription that he'll be able to wow the Threshecutioner Corps enough that they'll hold off from culling him in order to take advantage of his martial madskills for the greater glory of the empire. Despite the fact that his government would quite like see him dead if they ever knew he existed, he takes pride in being a troll and a member of the fearsome Alternian Empire. It's a shitty world, but it's his world.
Karkat protects his hemo-anonymity in two ways: first of all, instead of typing in his blood color and wearing a version of his sign that's colored to match, he types in grey and wears a similarly colorless sign. He claims it's because he'd rather be judged for himself rather than his caste. (This leads most people to assume he's an embarrassed lowblood, but since even those people expect that he has a place on the hemospectrum, this counts as a win to Karkat.) The second way he does this is by avoiding seeing people in person—most of his friendships were conducted on a largely internet basis prior to playing Sgrub—to avoid any occurrences where the color might be revealed through bloodshed or other means. (Since a lot of troll bodily fluids, including tears, are tinted the same color as a troll's blood, this is rather tricky.) This also has given Karkat motivation to get very good at combat in order to avoid his own blood getting shed. (Canon doesn't state whether or not he's had to kill strangers to protect his secret, but I suspect it's fairly likely.)
Eventually Karkat's friends did all figured out about the whole mutant thing he was hiding and have accepted him anyway—even the most caste-ist of them—but he is very well aware that he got lucky and that the twelve of them being the only trolls left of their race probably also helped.
Karkat considers himself to be a hatched leader, something he's very willing to inform everyone of. He was very good at motivating his ragtag team of adolescent trolls into getting things done, leading them into battle against the Black King. Despite his rather cantankerous nature, people listen to him and more often than not take his advice. Possibly it was only so that he would shut up and stop yelling at everyone, but that still counts as a win. He's very organized, with a fondness for charts and a good head for strategy.
Karkat's symbol is virtually identical to the human Cancer astrological symbol, which is appropriate. Crabs are known for having a hard shell that protects a soft inside. So does Karkat. Despite his swaggering, hard-ass front, deep inside he's a softie. He cares about people—he just doesn't want them to know he cares, because that would be un-troll-like. However, he can get really sentimental about his friends, however much he insults and bitches at them to their faces. Also, he's a not-so-secret romantic: he loves romantic comedies, romance novels thicker than your fist, and explaining the finer points of troll romance to anyone who's willing to listen to him about it.
Karkat's drive to be a model troll stems from his secret conviction that he's actually a really terrible one. It's not just that he's a mutant with no place in Alternian society, although that really doesn't help. It's also because he's perfectly aware of how useless his sentimentality and caring nature is in troll society. Pity for anyone but your moirail and matesprit is a weakness in a kill or be killed world like Alternia. (He's also having to cope with the growing suspicion that he's romantically deviant: he wants more than one person in some of his quadrants, as well as a single person in more than one quadrant.)
Karkat is loyal. Imperfectly loyal, but still loyal. He wanted more than anything to be given a chance to live and serve the Alternian empire, even though the empire hated him and everything that he was. He's still sentimental about the empire, even though it's destroyed. He finds it very difficult to attack anyone who he thinks of as a friend, even if they're having a scary clown freak out. Or, anyway, at least he has trouble personally attacking them. (He's able to send other people to deal with them, as he did with Equius during Murderstuck.)
Even though he's an asshole a lot of the time, he cares a lot about his friends. He finds it hard to name just one of them as his best friend. His best friend is whoever he's feeling most sentimental about at the time. (This indicates that feeling sentimental about his friends is not a rare occasion.)
Karkat takes failure hard. He's already accumulated a lot of guilt due to accidentally setting off a chain of events that killed off his lusus and all of his friends' lusi—as well as being partially responsible for the deaths of nearly every member of his race, except for him and his friends. He also has some guilt for how he and his teammates double-crossed Jack Noir—a Sgrub NPC who Karkat befriended early on in their game session—in order for them to win the game. This is compounded by the guilt from not being able to stop Bec Noir's attack that kept the trolls from gaining their Ultimate Reward—which was compounded further when he realized that Bec Noir was the alternate universe counterpart of Jack. Sending Equius and Nepeta to their deaths and failing to stop Eridan from his Murderstuck shenanigans only adds to the guilt.
Karkat, in short, is a bundle of issues inside a black sweater.
Abilities/Weaknesses: Karkat is the Knight of Blood. This presumably gives him some special game ability. Unfortunately, he doesn't know how to use it or even what it is and neither do any of the readers. Suffice to say, unless it gets defined when Homestuck unpauses, it won't factor into this. Besides this, at the top of his echeladder in terms of video game fighting (having made it through Sgrub) and as a troll has the usual toughness and darkvision typical of their race. He lacks any psychic powers as far as we know. Physically he's short for his age (although he'll probably end up slightly taller than Signless due to better wigglerhood nutrition) but solidly built.
RP Samples: Thread with Kankri
Karkat was going to fucking die of thirst before he ever got out of this stupid curdled nookstain of a forest. Oh, there were fountains all over, no doubt about that, but they were fucking trapped. He'd almost fell for them too, before he'd seen that antlerbeast drink from the one he was approaching and turn into a human female.
Not exactly a bad-looking human female, really. She'd had really good rumblespheres. But that wasn't the point. The point was, he didn't want to turn into a human female or even just human in general. Karkat Vantas was a troll—albeit a freakish mutant of a troll who probably should have been culled at hatching—and he was proud to be a troll. He wasn't going to give up his nubby baby carrot horns (which were going to grow any day now, damn it) for anything.
And don't even let him get started on the fucking mushrooms!
He was going to die in this forest, die ignominiously and alone, driven shithive maggots by this stupid forest and its stupid fucking everything. He was starting to wish he was back in the castle he'd arrived in, with those weird blobby things running around and the creepy-ass genitalia doorknobs and that was definitely a sign that he was losing it. Losing it, lost, he was running in fucking circles--
Hey, was that a lake?
Name: Bii
Timezone: PST
Personal Journal:
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Characters in Game (previously too): Karkat, Akane, Cherry (all previously)
CHARACTER INFORMATION
Name: Karkat Vantas
Canon: Homestuck
Gender: Male
Age: 7.5 sweeps/16 years
Species: Troll
Genitalia: I'll probably be going to the bog standard tentabulge/nook combination platter. Tinted red, sorta prehensile but not in a useful way, kind of has a mind of its own, stays up in the nook when it's not aroused.
Canon Point: The end of Act Six Intermission Five. He literally gets dumped on LOMAX in front of John and gets kidnapped to this weird sex universe.
History: Here on the Homestuck wiki
Personality: Karkat is a kid with a lot to prove. And for one very good reason: he's a mutant. And yeah, mutation isn't completely unknown and it's not even an automatic death sentence for a troll, but Karkat's mutation is special. Alternia has a strict caste system based on the hemospectrum—which is their name for the various blood colors a troll can have; in short, it follows the visible light spectrum and and basically the further you are from red and the closer you are to purple the better off you are—and Karkat's blood is a red much brighter than any other shade in the hemospectrum. It's the kind of thing that is liable to get him killed-on-sight and this is made worse because the only other troll known to have this blood color was the ancient prophet and rebel known as the Signless Sufferer, whose name and sym69l have largely been wiped from history, but whose followers have secretly kept the faith in his ideals of pacifism and equality for thousands of solar sweeps.
(Those followers are pretty much the only reason Karkat wasn't culled immediately after hatching—they're also responsible for the fact that he's got a personal sign and a lusus like a normal troll. The Sufferists basically believed that he was the second coming of the Signless. Karkat himself is only semi-aware about how the whole cult of the Suffererer thing affected his life..)
Since Karkat is outside the caste system, he's worked as hard as he can to present himself as a model troll: an aggressive, arrogant boy warrior. He's spent years training with the sickles in the vague hopes that when he hits the age of mandatory conscription that he'll be able to wow the Threshecutioner Corps enough that they'll hold off from culling him in order to take advantage of his martial madskills for the greater glory of the empire. Despite the fact that his government would quite like see him dead if they ever knew he existed, he takes pride in being a troll and a member of the fearsome Alternian Empire. It's a shitty world, but it's his world.
Karkat protects his hemo-anonymity in two ways: first of all, instead of typing in his blood color and wearing a version of his sign that's colored to match, he types in grey and wears a similarly colorless sign. He claims it's because he'd rather be judged for himself rather than his caste. (This leads most people to assume he's an embarrassed lowblood, but since even those people expect that he has a place on the hemospectrum, this counts as a win to Karkat.) The second way he does this is by avoiding seeing people in person—most of his friendships were conducted on a largely internet basis prior to playing Sgrub—to avoid any occurrences where the color might be revealed through bloodshed or other means. (Since a lot of troll bodily fluids, including tears, are tinted the same color as a troll's blood, this is rather tricky.) This also has given Karkat motivation to get very good at combat in order to avoid his own blood getting shed. (Canon doesn't state whether or not he's had to kill strangers to protect his secret, but I suspect it's fairly likely.)
Eventually Karkat's friends did all figured out about the whole mutant thing he was hiding and have accepted him anyway—even the most caste-ist of them—but he is very well aware that he got lucky and that the twelve of them being the only trolls left of their race probably also helped.
Karkat considers himself to be a hatched leader, something he's very willing to inform everyone of. He was very good at motivating his ragtag team of adolescent trolls into getting things done, leading them into battle against the Black King. Despite his rather cantankerous nature, people listen to him and more often than not take his advice. Possibly it was only so that he would shut up and stop yelling at everyone, but that still counts as a win. He's very organized, with a fondness for charts and a good head for strategy.
Karkat's symbol is virtually identical to the human Cancer astrological symbol, which is appropriate. Crabs are known for having a hard shell that protects a soft inside. So does Karkat. Despite his swaggering, hard-ass front, deep inside he's a softie. He cares about people—he just doesn't want them to know he cares, because that would be un-troll-like. However, he can get really sentimental about his friends, however much he insults and bitches at them to their faces. Also, he's a not-so-secret romantic: he loves romantic comedies, romance novels thicker than your fist, and explaining the finer points of troll romance to anyone who's willing to listen to him about it.
Karkat's drive to be a model troll stems from his secret conviction that he's actually a really terrible one. It's not just that he's a mutant with no place in Alternian society, although that really doesn't help. It's also because he's perfectly aware of how useless his sentimentality and caring nature is in troll society. Pity for anyone but your moirail and matesprit is a weakness in a kill or be killed world like Alternia. (He's also having to cope with the growing suspicion that he's romantically deviant: he wants more than one person in some of his quadrants, as well as a single person in more than one quadrant.)
Karkat is loyal. Imperfectly loyal, but still loyal. He wanted more than anything to be given a chance to live and serve the Alternian empire, even though the empire hated him and everything that he was. He's still sentimental about the empire, even though it's destroyed. He finds it very difficult to attack anyone who he thinks of as a friend, even if they're having a scary clown freak out. Or, anyway, at least he has trouble personally attacking them. (He's able to send other people to deal with them, as he did with Equius during Murderstuck.)
Even though he's an asshole a lot of the time, he cares a lot about his friends. He finds it hard to name just one of them as his best friend. His best friend is whoever he's feeling most sentimental about at the time. (This indicates that feeling sentimental about his friends is not a rare occasion.)
Karkat takes failure hard. He's already accumulated a lot of guilt due to accidentally setting off a chain of events that killed off his lusus and all of his friends' lusi—as well as being partially responsible for the deaths of nearly every member of his race, except for him and his friends. He also has some guilt for how he and his teammates double-crossed Jack Noir—a Sgrub NPC who Karkat befriended early on in their game session—in order for them to win the game. This is compounded by the guilt from not being able to stop Bec Noir's attack that kept the trolls from gaining their Ultimate Reward—which was compounded further when he realized that Bec Noir was the alternate universe counterpart of Jack. Sending Equius and Nepeta to their deaths and failing to stop Eridan from his Murderstuck shenanigans only adds to the guilt.
Karkat, in short, is a bundle of issues inside a black sweater.
Abilities/Weaknesses: Karkat is the Knight of Blood. This presumably gives him some special game ability. Unfortunately, he doesn't know how to use it or even what it is and neither do any of the readers. Suffice to say, unless it gets defined when Homestuck unpauses, it won't factor into this. Besides this, at the top of his echeladder in terms of video game fighting (having made it through Sgrub) and as a troll has the usual toughness and darkvision typical of their race. He lacks any psychic powers as far as we know. Physically he's short for his age (although he'll probably end up slightly taller than Signless due to better wigglerhood nutrition) but solidly built.
RP Samples: Thread with Kankri
Karkat was going to fucking die of thirst before he ever got out of this stupid curdled nookstain of a forest. Oh, there were fountains all over, no doubt about that, but they were fucking trapped. He'd almost fell for them too, before he'd seen that antlerbeast drink from the one he was approaching and turn into a human female.
Not exactly a bad-looking human female, really. She'd had really good rumblespheres. But that wasn't the point. The point was, he didn't want to turn into a human female or even just human in general. Karkat Vantas was a troll—albeit a freakish mutant of a troll who probably should have been culled at hatching—and he was proud to be a troll. He wasn't going to give up his nubby baby carrot horns (which were going to grow any day now, damn it) for anything.
And don't even let him get started on the fucking mushrooms!
He was going to die in this forest, die ignominiously and alone, driven shithive maggots by this stupid forest and its stupid fucking everything. He was starting to wish he was back in the castle he'd arrived in, with those weird blobby things running around and the creepy-ass genitalia doorknobs and that was definitely a sign that he was losing it. Losing it, lost, he was running in fucking circles--
Hey, was that a lake?
