karkat: *starts flipping through different cameras, looking for the other gamzee*

altgamzee: *Suddenly, one of Karkat's camera's go dark*

karkat: ... *frowns, focusing in on the dark camera, making it take up the whole screen* ...

altgamzee: *A slight crackle sound comes from the screen, before a soft gravely laugh brushes the*
altgamzee: *speakers, and with a slight click, the screen flares as the room lights up. Then, as the*
altgamzee: *light dims, the images come into focus, to reveal something one might imagine to see,*
altgamzee: *only in the most twisted of nightmares. The carcasses of trolls, come ripped, some*
altgamzee: *chopped, are hung from the wall, or in one of two piles. One of which, would come up to*
altgamzee: *Karkat's waist. Various items and horrific devices lay scattered around, tables, crudely*
altgamzee: *constructed devices, and a table. Everything, is covered in blood. Save for one thing...*
altgamzee: * ... one troll. Very much alive, and so far untouched, with wide teal eyes, tied and*
altgamzee: *gagged on the table. Shaking, trembling with uncontrolled force.*

karkat: *His eyes go wide, and for a moment, all he can do is just blink, his mind not even*
karkat: *attempting to comprehend the scene in front of him at first, so he just stares*
karkat: *not sure what' he's looking at, before the knowledge of it hits him full force, and he*
karkat: *gags forcefully, until his stomach feels like it's trying to come up through his throat.*
karkat: *it almost feels like the room gets darker around him as he starts shaking, but he can't*
karkat: *take his eyes off the screen.*

altgamzee: *Another laugh comes, this one louder, as he steps into the camera's view, face paint*
altgamzee: *smeared, but otherwise in near perfect health... in appearance anyway. Though his eyes*
altgamzee: *... there is something severely wrong with his eyes.* Heeeeey Karbrother, long time NO
altgamzee: MOTHERFUCKING SEE! *the figure behind him flinches, appearing to try and move away from*
altgamzee: *him* Kind of all... tricky though. Cuz I can't fucking see you. *his grin pulls far too*
altgamzee: *wide as he shrugs, before a mad, cackling laughter breaks through* DO YOU LIKE MY
altgamzee: MOTHERFUCKING DECORATIONS!? HOOOOOOOOONK! *that roaring laughter continues, as he turns,*
altgamzee: *running his claws across one blood stained wall, as he circles around, slow and*
altgamzee: *deliberate, towards the table. Where the poor, captured fucker, whimpers with obvious*
altgamzee: *horror.*

karkat: *he flinches at each screech, his entire body frozen as if the highblood was in the room*
karkat: *with him, even though they are a universe apart. Instead, like his brain is just helping*
karkat: *to torment him more, he takes in every detail, every fucking splatter of blood and every*
karkat: *tiny movement either gamzee or the trapped troll makes. His heart feels like it's going*
karkat: *to explode, and seeing that mess, he knows instantly it's his fault. Because he left.*

altgamzee: You know... *purred the subjuggulator, as he reached the table, claws dancing over the*
altgamzee: *edge as the teal blood leaned away from him.* What's real... motherFUCKING FUNNY? *like*
altgamzee: *a serpent his claws struck out, gripping his victims jaw and jerking the male's body*
altgamzee: *backwards until he collided with the highblood's chest. Before Gamzee twisted the*
altgamzee: *troll's face painfully to look directly at the camera.* ... this filthblood, was fucking
altgamzee: here... when you paid your laughsassin visit. *A burst of laughter* HE WAS IN THE
altgamzee: MOTHERFUCKING BARKBEAST PIT WITH ROSCOE! what a good little bitch, that little fuckin'
altgamzee: puppy's become.... since his little MOTHERFUCKING OPERATION! *he rips his claws through*
altgamzee: *the trolls hair and rips the gag out.* why don't you tell Karbrother, your fucking name bro?

altgamzee: *A whimper came from the imprisoned troll.* I MOTHERFUCKING GAVE YOU, A MOTHERFUCKING

karkat: *He squeezes his eyes shut, whimpering just slightly. And he's not sure why he does it,*
karkat: but he reopens his eyes, flinching at nearly every movement and scream.*

altgamzee: ORDER FILTH! *the troll swallowed, before between his stutter and horrified rumbles, he*
altgamzee: *manages out his name* Kalvon! THE FUCKING FAILURE, can't even man a single ride,
altgamzee: CAN'T EVEN, MOTHERFUCKING, MANAGE A CARNIVAL RIDE! He was supposed to bring you back
altgamzee: brother, SUPPOSED TO SNATCH YOU AND SET YOU BACK IN OUR MOTHERFUCKING FREAKSHOW
altgamzee: MOTHERFUCKER! ... but he failed. *those fangs pulled wide into an unoly grin, as he*
altgamzee: *snapped the male's shoulder at a harsh angle, a sickening pop filling the room and cry,*
altgamzee: *as he was forced onto his stomach. Still bound, but all the horrified whimpers and*
altgamzee: *terrorized rambled murmurings coming out full force.* I want you to watch something

karkat: *Another whimper as Karkat just stares at the victim's face, his entire body shaking*
karkat: *so violently, it's almost like he's having some sort of seizure.*

altgamzee: mutant blood, PAY REAL CLOSE ATTENTION TO THE SHOW MOTHERFUCKER! I would like to show you,
altgamzee: what happens to fuckers that don't do, what they're all up and motherfucking told. *his*
altgamzee: *claws, began to shred through Kalvon's clothing then, not even flinching when they sunk*
altgamzee: *to deep to leave thick gashes across his skin. , ripping shreds of the tattered article*
altgamzee: *and tossing them to the side.* Watch real nice and careful. Because man Karbro, if you
altgamzee: just stayed a bit longer, you might have all found this motherfucker, and none of this
altgamzee: shit would be occuring. *and as he said that, those claws sank into the male's lower back*
altgamzee: *one either side of his spine, and a hellish scream tore free, causing the speakers to*
altgamzee: *crackle against the pitch.*

gamzee: *Still sitting on the front porch, silent praying to a ghost that isn't there, and*
gamzee: *debating on meeting up with that troll for a one night stand.*

karkat: *He can only watch at what he's now convinced is completely his fault, his stomach*
karkat: *twisting itself painfully, fuck, all of his organs feel like they are trying to strangle*
karkat: *themselves somehow, and finally, he can't take it anymore. His hand shoots forward and*
karkat: *slams the laptop lid shut, before he stumbles out of his room, and into the hallway*
karkat: where he hits the wall, and just drops down into a little crouch, shaking violently as he*
karkat: *holds one hand over his mouth, gagging, before vomit seeps from between his fingers*
karkat: and he can feel something warm and wet sliding down his pants legs, his fear and disgust*
karkat: *spiraling out of control.*

karkat: *He doesn't move at all, eyes closed as he just stews in his own waste and vomit, still*
karkat: *shaking and unable to stop himself, unable to move from where he is.*

gamzee: *Finally, Gamzee made up his mind. He wouldn't meet up with the other troll... not yet at*
gamzee: *least... not until he got Karkat to understand the reason why he was doing it, or had*
gamzee: *been doing that. Besides he kind of... had this feeling that something was a little...*

karkat: *He throws up a second time into his hand, having tried desperately to keep it in, only*

gamzee: *well shit, wrong. In silence, he crumpled up that piece of paper and shoved it into one*

karkat: *to smear it over the lower half of his face and his hand, everything else dripping*
karkat: *sloppily onto the ground.*

gamzee: *of his pockets, before coming to a stand and slipping inside. As he climbed the stairs,*
gamzee: *that feeling grew heavier and heavier... until the smell hit him, and he froze.* ...
gamzee: *what little drunkeness was left in his veins, sobered up just like that, as he*
gamzee: *straightened, before very slowly, climbing the rest of the way, so silent, he made no*
gamzee: *as he flash stepped passed the two female troll's, and came to the hallway Karkat's room*
gamzee: *was. Only to find Karkat, out side, and the strong scent of vomit, urine, and fear,*
gamzee: *reaching his senses. Carefully, very carefully, he walks down towards him, going in a*
gamzee: *wide birth so that he can see him coming, as he makes no attempts to be silent. In this*
gamzee: *state, he doesn't know if Karkat would notice even that, but he wasn't going to risk it.*
gamzee: *When he spoke, his voice came level, soft and steady. The same tone, he had used not too*
gamzee: *long ago, during a certain event at the kitchen sink.* Karkat?

karkat: *He doesn't react, not even a little bit, just keeps his head down, sputting and gasping*
karkat: *nearly silently, as if he's trying not to start sobbing.*

gamzee: *Gamzee regards him. For the longest moment he just stands there staring at him, before*
gamzee: *he steps in front of the male, and crouches down. Ignoring the smell as his hands*
gamzee: *reached out to gently rest on either side of the male's shoulders.* Karkat. *he tries*
gamzee: *again, indigo eyes intense with their clarity.*

karkat: *He doesn't respond, or at least, until he's touched, when he suddenly screeches, jerking*
karkat: *Backwards away from gamzee like he was electrocuted.*

gamzee: *Gamzee jumped, but honestly, who motherfucking wouldn't?* Karkat! Woah hey, shhhhhhhh,
gamzee: brother easy! Look, look, no touching! *he said as he rocked back, holding up both hands so*
gamzee: *they were visible, his eyes wide in surprise*

karkat: *He doesn't respond, just shakes violently, dropping down from a couching position, and*
karkat: *sitting, pulling his knees up to his chest as he sort of curls in on himself, blocking*
karkat: *out everything, refusing to look.

gamzee: *Okay, well this was going no where. Man, Karbro needed help, but he wasn't sure how he*
gamzee: *would do that without touching him... but maybe he would need to do some gentle force*
gamzee: *brother affections? AKA, pick up Karbro and flash step him to the ablutions trap so that*
gamzee: *at least he could try and convince his bro to uncoil from whatever shell he got scared*
gamzee: *in and clean up. Because he all doubted that the Cancer, in his right state of mind,*
gamzee: *would care for that. So maybe, getting it cleaned would help. But maybe picking a bro up*
gamzee: *like that would really spook him. Man, he kind of wished some of those motherfucking*
gamzee: *skull whisperers would give him a hint.*

karkat: *He stops shivering, going utterly still, and utterly quiet. And then he starts gagging*
karkat: *again, burrying his head into his knees

gamzee: *Man, these motherfucking skull faces ain't any of the mirth help. He swallowed, trying*
gamzee: *to rapidly come to a decision, before HELLO, Karkat's flipping his shit.*
gamzee: *Nope, that wasn't going to happen. Space was bad, because Space is all he's ever had.*
gamzee: *It's time Karkat didn't have that space, that loneliness, and had a motherfucker there*
gamzee: *that care for him. With a determination crossing his gaze, he came to a decision, and he*
gamzee: *would deal with the consequences later. A silently apology passed his lips, before in a*
gamzee: *flash of movement, he slid one hand under the male's knee's, using his hunched over*
gamzee: *position to wrap the arm around his lower back. His hands hooked carefully around the*
gamzee: *male's side and legs, firm enough to not drop him should he struggle, but loose enough*
gamzee: *to not hurt.* Deep breath. *and whether he said it over that screech again, or was met*
gamzee: *with silence or the male was unable to, he flash stepped to the ablution trap, a shut*
gamzee: *door echoing through the house seconds later.*

karkat: *immidiately, he's screaming, like someone is trying to kill him as he struggles,*
karkat: *writhing and fighting against gamzee, caught in a frenzied panic as he kicks and flails,*
karkat: *trying everything he can to get away, screaming bloody murder the entire time.*

gamzee: *He barely managed to repress a growl as Karkat thrashes in his arms, and with a quick*
gamzee: *decision, because this will go nowhere. The world around him for a few seconds, travels*
gamzee: *in slow motion, including the Cancer's movements, and as the mutant blood exhales,*
gamzee: *one hand releases his hold to place a quick, firm hit with the palm of his hand, at*
gamzee: *Karkat's abdomen, before striking up at lightning speed to side chop as the front of his*
gamzee: *throat. The result, should temporarily stun the red blood, and as the world sped up,*
gamzee: *Gamzee's hand returned to it's place, as if nothing had happened, and he waited a heart*
gamzee: *beat to see if it had worked and left the male temporarily breathless.*

karkat: *he gags, going silent as he twitches and writhes for a moment, making a choking noise in*
karkat: *the back of his throat, before he goes into a coughing fit, distracted by that as it*
karkat: *forcefully rips him out of his panic fit, his hands no longer clawing at Gamzee, but*
karkat: *instead grabbing at his own throat.*

gamzee: *With Karkat no longer scratching at him (and yes, those blunt claws had done some*
gamzee: *damage, as was evident by some of the frest scratches and welts), he was able keep his*
gamzee: *hold on the Cancer, while freeing one hand to turn on the shower, then, while it was*
gamzee: *still cold, he stepped in it and sat down, giving Karkat a small flip, as his arms*
gamzee: *wrapped around the male's waist, and held him against his chest to make sure he stayed*
gamzee: *put. Because hell, he was not gonna risk standing up and holding Karkat, should the*
gamzee: *barrage of screeches and claws start again.

karkat: *Karkat doesn't start screeching like some sort of crazed banshee this time, instead*
karkat: *after he regains the ability to breathe properly, he just goes limp, like a rag doll*
karkat: *almost. Though he's still shaking pretty badly, and seemingly refusing to speak, though*
karkat: *his hands are digging into his own legs near where they are being held down thanks to Gamzee.*

gamzee: *He waited, and waited, and waited for Karkat to start again, but when the male went*
gamzee: *limp and made no more fuss, a heavy sigh pulled from Gamzee's lips.* Oh man. *he*
gamzee: *murmured alloud, as he relaxed a fraction, falling silent after that, as the water fell*
gamzee: *and traced every line along both trolls. Soaking into their clothes and washing away*
gamzee: *remnants of vomit, and what urine it could through the cloth. The fresh scratches stung*
gamzee: *a little, but it was a numb sensation. Meaning, he was aware they were there, but they*
gamzee: *didn't hurt. He just breathed, and held on to Karkat, focusing on the patter of water.*

karkat: *He just remains utterly silent, before finally shifting a bit, eyes opening just enough*
karkat: *for him to stare at his feet, his gaze so far gone that one might wonder if he's even*
karkat: *actually awake, before he finally speaks, his voice nearly as numb and flat as his gaze*
karkat: ...let me go...

gamzee: *The Capricorn hesitates and his hold does loosen, but he does not completely release*
gamzee: *Karkat, his eyes focusing intensly on the back of the Cancer's wet hair.* Only if you
gamzee: all assure a motherfucker, you’re not gonna all do something kind of... well shit, stupid.

karkat: ...please.... just don't touch me...

gamzee: *Still, his hold does not lessen any further, and he hesitates... but he wants to make*
gamzee: *sure the reason, is for what he thinks it is.* ... Why? Is it... because I all remind you
gamzee: of that other motherfucker?

karkat: *No response, just silence for several minutes, before he tries to move away from Gamzee*
karkat: *again, this time a bit more violently.* let me go.

gamzee: *There is a flash in his eyes, a stubborn glint, and his hold tightens and becomes firm*
gamzee: *but not enough to harm him once more* Sorry brother, until you give a motherfucker a
gamzee: viable reason, shit ain't happening.

karkat: *GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME!

gamzee: *he flinches, but he doesn't move, his lips pressed into a thin line and his wet*
gamzee: *hair now dripped down and concealing his eyes. He doesn't say anything.*

karkat: *he starts struggling again, this time, screeching out of rage rather than terror,*
karkat: *twisting and growling and seething. He kicks and squirms, trying as hard as he can to*
karkat: *get out of the other's grip, his heart beating wildly in his chest.

gamzee: *He doesn't waver, doesn't flinch, and if now there's something wrong with the Capricorn.*
gamzee: *Because he's just sitting there, is hold doing nothing else but tightening when needed*
gamzee: *to avoid Karkat actually getting free, and though one could not tell with the Cancer's*
gamzee: *thrashing, he was beginning to shake just slightly. A barely noticeable thing, but still*
gamzee: *present.*

karkat: *He continues to struggle and fuss, Gamzee's hold getting tighter and tighter before he *
karkat: *just stops completely, letting out a long sigh, and remaining still and silent, nothing*
karkat: *except for the slight rise and fall of his chest.*

gamzee: *In the 30 minutes that pass next, the Cancer is cleaned, freshly clothed, and back in*
gamzee: *his designated room, placed in his bed. Then, he's gone, his own door on the third floor*
gamzee: *clicking silently shut.*