KARKAT VANTAS

[The Sufferer]

HERE'S THE LINE UP



Karkat Vantas
THIS IS EVERY SHADE OF WRONG.


THE ROLEPLAYER.
Y'KNOW FROLICKING IN THE LAKE
AND SHIT TOGETHER?!

[/b] Corn
AGE 18
YEARS ROLEPLAYING 5-6 years now? I've forgotten
OTHER CHARACTERS Bro Strider (when i finish him)
CONTACT ME BY PM me darlings
SECRET CODE: Aim for the head
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THE CHARACTER.
GO. SLEEP BADLY. ANY QUESTIONS,
HESITATE TO CALL.

[/b] Karkat Vantas
NICKNAMES They call him all sorts of names, and he hates every sort of nickname they've come up with.
AGE 18 or 8 sweeps
ANYTHING ELSE NEED TO MENTION ANYTHING ELSE? [/SIZE]
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THE LOOKS.
LOOK UP IDIOT IN THE DICTIONARY.
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'LL FIND?

[/b] A short inky mop of coarse black hair. It tends to stick up and to the right side of his head in shirt spikes.

FACE Karkat still has a round face for his age. It tends to leave him looking younger then he is and he hates it. He has a short rather, bulbous nose and a mouth that is always drawn in a thin line. He has an overbite and so the top row of his (file) pointed teeth are always sticking out over his lips. Karkat has half-lidded upturned eyes. That, like the rest of his race are yellow with black pupils.

BODY He is also still a short one. Not so much so that he would be mistaken for a child, but enough for Karkat to be uncomfortable with his height. As for his weight he could have once been described as chubby, however since the outbreak he's most lost it and a slight muscle tone is beginning to show. He's stockily built and none of his limbs could ever be called long, or graceful.

STYLE Karkat prefers to stick to a more simplistic, and easy to move in clothing. Things like jeans, a long sleeve t-shirt and a slight armor if he's going out of the encampment. He's not one big for style and that being said he also has no idea about the coordination of colors or styles. Give Karkat anything besides black to work with and he'll find a way to make himself look horrible.

ANYTHING ELSE His hands are riddled with tiny scars from countless hours of training with his sickles. [/SIZE]
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THE PERSONALITY.
I INVENTED DICE WHEN I WAS A KID.
WHAT DO YOU DO?

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Romcoms
Romantic shenanigans
Friends secretly
Arguing
Winning
Discussing Quadrants
Quiet moments
Planning/Plotting
Programming
Helping people with their romantic problems

DISLIKES
Sleeping
himself
Quiet Streches
himself
Humans he's actually more neutral then he lets on though
himself
Red
himself
Hemospectrum
himself
When his plans go wrong
himself
Strained small talk

HOBBIES
Watching terrible Romantic Comedies
Plotting out random details of far off scenarios. he will make up scenarios just so he can plan things out in them
Programming

HABITS
Paces when he's nervous or thinking
He tends to yell at people at stress relief
Chews the inside of his cheeks
When he sits he pulls his knees to his chest

FEARS
Watching all of his friends die in a swarm of zombies
Not being accepted as a leader or a leader to be
Flying. He just doesn't like it.
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PERSONALITY
At a first meeting Karkat is perceived as angry, and a jackass. Which he is. He honestly and truly is. He is crude and rash, abrasive and over all just hard to be around. Karkat likes it this way. He likes never having to live up to the expectations of being a kind troll. He likes that he doesn't have to show sympathy for anything if he doesn't want to. He finds that it makes it all the more special, and thus more meaningful when he does. Karkat Vantas is a jackass. He makes fun of others and enjoys it. He doesn't regret it, there is no remorse.

However that is not to say that Karkat doesn't care at all. He actually does, but it's hidden and hard to get to. It takes sweeps and conversation after conversation with the irritable troll to get him to actually consider someone his friend. His real friend and not someone with just the label of friend. Although Karkat isn't one to stick his neck out for just a friend this does come with the privileged of lengthened listening time. He won't tire as quickly of a actual friend's shit. For someone he really cares for he'll go out of his way for them. He'll check on them and even worry about them, though it is always in his odd, back handed ways. Although entirely capable of it he isn't one for sitting around for a feelings jam, he's more the type to kick and bitch until whoever he's bitching at gets themselves off the ground just so he stops. It's surprisingly effective.
Karkat beneath his crabby exterior is actually a bit of a coward. When shit hits the whirling device he just... stops short. He's unable to do anything to stop what shit may be going on. His brain fries and all of his carefully formulated plans crumble around him. He just can't seem to comprehend when something goes completely against his plan. That isn't to say he's completely worthless, if the even hadn't destroyed a plan and it was simply just something that happened it's an entirely different story. He's quick, nimble and on his feet, he can fight for his life.

He's an untrusting troll. He finds it hard to place trust in anyone and anything. Although he may use people in his plans, although he orders them around he can't bring himself to trust them. He would never place his life in their hands. This could be because Karkat doesn't trust himself. In fact he can't stand himself. Even going so far as to argue with himself. Karkat would destroy himself if he could.


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THE FAMILY.
WELL, HE USED TO BEAT ME IN MORSE CODE,
SO ITS POSSIBLE.

[/b] Lusus-Crabdad Ancestor-The Sufferer
PETS N/A
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HISTORY
From the time Karkat was taken in by his Lusus he was always protected. He had a sheltered childhood, but for good reasons. Although the young troll didn't understand why he wasn't allowed outside often or why Crabdad didn't let him spend time with the other trolls his age there really wasn't much he could do about it. So many of his younger sweeps consisted of playing indoors and learning how to keep himself busy. He learned to use his computer, found romcoms and learned that he actually had a vast imagination. His childhood was lonely and for the most part uneventful.

However as Karkat began to grow so did his temper, eventually it was nearly impossible to keep him locked up in the hive forever. It wasn't just that Karkat was a naturally aggressive troll, but that he learned it was an easy, and acceptable way for him to interact with others. Especially over a chat client. It was hard to ignore his CAPS and thus he played this to his advantage. While other's didn't seem to particularly enjoy his ranting and constant prepubescent raging there was always someone to bother, someone to pester. It was around this time he learned that his blood color was a mutation. If he didn't already have enough to angst about. He now understood why Crabdad forced him to type in gray while all the other trolls got to use their blood color. He began to resent himself, and crabdad for not telling him earlier. Not that there was anything he could do to fight against it. So he hid behind the anonymous gray and his inner fury grew more intense. He also began to explore the lay of his land. Though Crabdad never did let him leave without him by his side. Karkat was never truly alone in a way, even if Crabdad wasn't the smartest lusus.

So Karkat grew semi-normally. He made friends, he bullied them, he counciled them, he fretted over quadrants and raged over stupid decisions. However everything went to shit when the virus took over. It took a long while before the area he inhabited had gotten infected, but just like the entirety of The Medius it was. Karkat' life was torn apart. Neighbor after neighbor became infected no matter how they fought, and although Karkat was fighting as well he hadn't become infected. By some like of the draw he hadn't been bitten. He couldn't stay at his hive forever, he could almost feel his luck slipping. So he left, crabdad in tow.

Karkat spent all of the time from when he left his hive to when The Allied Encampment created wandering. He didn't stick in one place for too long, he did his best to avoid any contact whether human or troll entirely. However at the first whisper of a safe haven he made a beeline for it. Although he was shamed to admit it he was desperate for someplace safe, for contact with other intellectual beings. Karkat was one of the first to arrive at the encampment and instantly took to a somewhat leadership position.

AND THEN STUFF THAT WOULD INVOLVE OTHER CHARACTERS NOT APPED MIGHT HAPPEN TO I'M LEAVING IT THERE TO DISCUSS LATER.





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