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Started May 10, 2018 by @darkeyes

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I’m just pumped to start this

Same

same

So parings, or no?

Sure?

I mean, I think Vaughn is pairing with Kaz or something lmao uh

Lol.

Idk? Maybe we could just start and see what happens? Idk lol

Alright. That works.

Does anyone feel like starting?

I could, if needed?

Go on ahead ig

OK

Karkat walks down the streets, his hood pulled up and his hands shoved in his pocket. He was quiet, his eyes glancing around the area, sighing softly. It's been a long day and he wanted to go home, warm up and get some sleep, but he knew if he did his father would ask about the bruise forming on his cheek. He shakes his head, looking around for a moment, pausing in his movements before continuing to walk.

Lilith lounged on a park bench, bored out of her mind. What am I doing with my more or less immortal life? She wondered to herself. She looked up and noticed a few other people around, walking around, leaving, coming. Be a normal human?

Vaughn ran down a sidewalk, a burning in his lungs. Images from just minutes ago flashed in and out of his mind. A large man, Vaughn being shoved roughly down a flight of stairs. His shoulder really stung. His fist connecting with the face of the man, his knuckles bruised and aching, his middle one split and dripping fingers wrapped around the throat of the man, smashing his head against the carpet floor. That would be terrible to try and clean, he should have done it in the kitchen.

Karkat turns a corner, running into someone. He apologizes without looking, shrinking away in fear of being hurt as he runs away, his hood falling off in the process. He stops after a moment to catch his breath. He smooths his hair back and takes a calming breath.

(just gonna shimmy in late) Kaz walked down the sidewalk, one earbud in while he walked. He had ran to the mini mart for a midnight snack, and was on his way home

Vaughn grunted when he was run into, throwing a glare over his shoulder at the boy he ran into. His ribs ached, he wouldn’t be surprised if he broke one of two ribs during the fight. He continued jogging though, keeping his head low. He hadn’t been recognized, he was greatful.

Karkat enters a minimart and looks around, his head throbbing. He sighs softly, wincing at the pain in his waist and ribs.

// wait, is it nighttime??

//I think?

// okie doke

Kaz passed a tall-looking man jogging down the sidewalk. He frowned. "Hey man, little late for a run?" he called, sipping a cup of coffee absently