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The End of the World Meme

IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD

The Rapture has occurred, and those select few who have been saved have already ascended. You now remain abandoned, awaiting the the inevitable destruction of the rest of the world. Will it end in fire, or will it end in ice--or perhaps an inexplicable zombie infestation? Who knows, anything is possible, the only thing that is certain is that you only have so much time left.

What will you do?

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An open meme! Anyone can join, and feel free to set up your own scenarios on just how the apocalypse comes, or when during it your characters are to be found.

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End of the world? Fuck the end of the world; Karkat had already seen it. Twice, in fact -- Alternia and then Earth. He'd watched the meteors impact, the civilizations crumble, the planets eventually fall into an uninhabitable mess. It got kind of boring after awhile.

The big difference was that this time, Karkat was trapped in the world being destroyed. There was no deus ex machina game dimension to get him out of this one, no safe lab with glass screens to gaze out of. One disaster after another had struck, earth and water and sky causing upheaval after upheaval, countless lives had already been lost and more would follow. Wild rumors tore through the groups of terrified survivors, whispers of plague, of walking dead, of unholy monsters, all the awesome shit that happened when the end was actually completely fucking nigh.

Karkat had no idea if his friends were even here. Trollian was dead, all 15 other screen names showed up as offline. No matter. He would keep moving, keep looking for those idiot trolls and worthless human children.

And if anyone else crossed his path, whatever. Humans had a funny saying about safety in numbers he could appreciate, even if he didn't fully agree with it.

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[ well whoop-de-fucking doo. of course if the world was ending, she'd see Karkat too. ]

Tch. You think we'd be used to this crap by now, right?

[oh PERFECT. JUST who he'd been hoping to run into. he stops, looking irritated.]

We must be, if we're still alive. Have you seen anyone else? Any other trolls, or...?

Nope. Right now it's just us, from what I've seen. No one's on Trollian either, so they're probably dead.

Just a matter of time for us too, the way it's going! I gotta say, it's more fun seeing a universe die out from the outside than actually going down with it.

You're not on Trollian either, idiot!

[it's a weak retort, but hope springs eternal. maybe someone else survived. He'd give his left horn for Sollux or Terezi right about now. shit, even that idiot human with the glasses and bad teeth.]

Maybe there's still a way out of here. I mean, assuming that shit about the walking dead isn't true. Who the fuck do they think we are, Kanaya?

Whaaaaaaaatever. No one's around but you and I. We have that established.

[ honestly? she wouldn't mind talking to John a little too. hell, even Kanaya or even Tavros would be cool right now- disregarding the fact that the latter is dead forever. ]

It's doomsday, idiot. There can't be a way out of it that's easy to get to. Who the hell knows; Kanaya's a special fucking snowflake.

Yeah, well I don't think even she's the type to take on the walking dead. You coming with me or not?

[he nods forward, indicating the road he was following. not that he has a real plan, but he found her by moving, so maybe he'd luck into more.]

[ she sighs. there's really no use in being alone, but this is Karkat. it's just her luck to be stuck with him. ]

Yeah yeah, i'm coming. If anything, we can find some shelter.

[Karkat isn't sure if he's relieved or disappointed that she's coming. but screw it, even Vriska would be better than nothing. probably.

he glances up as she speaks, then gets walking again.]

Yeah. I think it's finally done flash flooding, though. That was fucking bullshit. I think I preferred the goddamn earthquakes.

Gamzee watched the coming of the end with something akin to a wistful smile on his face, covering more sinister thoughts. He spun a club around in his fingers, leaving the fancier weapons tucked away in his deck for now.

He remained, and those that remained with him were his. Theirs. For they were the Mirthful Messiahs, and this was the coming of their dark carnival. The ringmasters, the show stoppers. Blood would spill and pave a colorful path for his tents to be raised on.

A familiar presence drew his - their - attention, and he approached Karkat with the least friendly of smiles. Some matters were best settled first.

"Hey there, best friend."

Karkat heard the indigo troll before he saw him and stopped dead in his tracks, so abruptly he nearly tripped. Shit. Shit. One good thing about this world, he hadn't been seconds away from getting murdered in cold blood by someone he once trusted. So much for that.

He took a step back, then another, and glanced behind him. Mostly open streets with the occasional smoldering pileup of ugly human transportation vehicles. He could run, probably.

"Hey... uh, Gamzee. Still alive, huh. B... best friend?"

Man, that hadn't even sounded slightly believable. Maybe he'd luck out and Gamzee would trip before he split his skull open and drank what was inside, or whatever the fuck people did when they went shithive and started believing they were two clown gods.

"ALWAYS, MOTHERFUCKER."

Gamzee took his time approaching the other troll, club resting on his shoulder. "The ringmaster needs to be there to run his carnival."

He doesn't attack. There was no need for that just yet. Not when he had other ideas in mind. There would be enough red here without him having to spill Karkat's to start it off.

"WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE MY MOTHERFUCKIN' HERALD?"

Karkat leaned back a bit, trying to be casual about keeping some distance between them. Gamzee was bad enough to be around when he was on the slime, but this new sober troll set his teeth on edge. And what was all this about being a herald? Karkat was never much of a believer in anything, and with the world about to end it seemed pointless to be looking for a higher power now. But maybe it was worth finding religion if it meant he got to keep his blood where it belonged for a little bit longer.

He also shared the grim (but comforting!) thought that at least he wasn't the only punchline-blooded motherfucker running loose on this planet.

"Wh... what's a herald supposed to do? I mean, not that it'd be much of a carnival with everyone running around like spooked cluckbeasts."

"That's where you're wrong, motherfucker." He gestures about, club and all, that crazed grin remaining in place. "ALL OF THIS IS MY MOTHERFUCKIN' CARNIVAL. And the opening act has just gotten started."

Gamzee watches Karkat as he continues to back up. He keeps his own act going for a few moments more before he's disappeared in a blur of motion only to reappear behind the other troll. "WHERE YOU GOIN', MY BROTHER?"

Nepeta wished she had taken all the talk of the end of the world a little more seriously. She figured she had survived it once, so it really couldn't be all that hard to do so a second time, right?

Well she was still alive, and for that she was happy, but the fact that she was unable to contact her moirail or any of her other friends was not so nice. She had nearly gone the same way as her late lusus. In retrospect, maybe she should have learned something about living in a cave from that first time. She was sure both her tablet and tail, now reduced to nothing more than a poor bandaged nub when she had been forced to cut it off, would have been very grateful.

Now wasn't the time to think about that though, she had to check on the others and it was as she was leaping through some debris on her way taht she spotted Karkat. She skid to a stop, turned direction and headed his way.

"Karkitty!"

There was no mistaking that nickname or that voice. Karkat stopped and turned, braced in case she decided this was a good time to tacklepounce his sorry ass. Even with her strange habits and all the awkward of dancing around her feelings, he was glad to see her. She wasn't in good shape, but shit, neither was he.

"Nepeta? Shit, finally somebody I don't completely hate! Have you seen anyone else?"

She might have stuck close to Terezi, or shit, even that gross sweaty moirail of hers. His freak strength would come in handy if they were attacked.

And tacklepounce she did---well, it was more of a regular hug once she was close enough. Sliding through this kind of wreckage could actually be harmful so she resisted.

When she let go she looked him up and down to see what state he was in before shaking her head. "No, you're the furst purrson I've seen." Alive, that was, but at the very least she hadn't come across any corpses of their friends or people she knew.

"I haven't been able to get in contact with anyone either!"

Karkat just sort of stood awkwardly as Nepeta hugged him, arms hanging uselessly at his sides. He'd never been very good at this. Just before she pulled away, he gave her a lame pat on the shoulder.

"Yeah, Trollian's down all over. I've seen people, but no one we know." His frown deepens. "And yeah, most of them weren't alive."

Not good news, but at the very least he hadn't brought news of more death amongst their friends either. Every little bit of good news counted and she would be sure to focus on that instead of rest. As long as they were alive, they could work towards making things better.

She straightened herself up, feeling significantly better and more confident now that she knew that at least one of her friends was okay.

"Where were you headed? I think Equius, Friska and Terezi's hives aren't too far furrom here."

"I don't know."

Karkat indicates ahead of them, unsurprisingly headed more toward the forested area than any highblood cliffs.

"That way, I guess. You haven't seen anyone?"

She had been wandering around, looking for other people. She didn't believe this was the end of the world; after all she had experienced it already. The lack of familiar people was unsettling, however, and a small case of paranoia tugged at the back of her mind.

Noticing a familiar scent, she immediately lit up. There it was, the scent of his messy licorice hair and candy corn horns, as well as the light smell of troll skin and a hint of delicious candy red beneath. Her favourite.

Taking a running start, she leapt across the distance in between them and jumped at him from behind.

He heard the running footsteps, but all he had time to do was turn and go "what the fffFFFFFFFFFFF" before impact. Both trolls went flying, then rolling, debris scattering all over the place, and Karkat wanted so badly to be furious, but...

Well, no, Karkat can always find time to be furious.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?"

Terezi found herself comfortable on top of Karkat and she chuckled, before she leaned closer to lick his face. His remark didn't really bother her.

"Nothing and everything!" Grin. "Why do you ask?"

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The End of the World Meme

Karkat Vantas | Homestuck | action or prose is cool with me, switch if you'd like.

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oh fuck dude your icon is my desktop wallpaper right now

oh shit

it's like a sign. a miracle.

the beginning of the end.

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