Nepeta

[B]Dark Carnival[/B]
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[SPOILER]-- terminallyCapricious [TC] began trolling arsenicCatnip [AC] at 7:14 --
[color=#2b0057]TC: honk[/color]
[color=#2b0057]TC: HONK[/color]
[color=#416600]AC: :33 < *she wrinkles her nose, purrplexed*[/color]
[color=#2b0057]TC: thats really cute nepeta[/color]
[color=#2b0057]TC: BUT MOTHERFUCKIN STOP IT RIGHT FUCKING NOW[/color]
[color=#2b0057]TC: i got bigger things for you in mind[/color]
[color=#416600]AC: :33 < *ac decides this must be roleplaying, and inquires as to what the 'bigger things' are*[/color]
[color=#2b0057]TC: FIRST STOP WITH THE MOTHERFUCKING ROLEPLAYING RIGHT FUCKIN NOW[/color]
[color=#2b0057]TC: i dont like repeating myself for you fuckers[/color]
[color=#416600]AC: :(( < why are you being so mean gamzee[/color]
[color=#2b0057]TC: BECAUSE WE ARENT GAMZEE[/color]
[color=#2b0057]TC: we are just looking out for one of the few motherfuckers we dont hate[/color]
[color=#2b0057]TC: SO STOP YOUR FUCKIN CRYING AND PAY THE FUCK ATTENTION[/color]
[color=#2b0057]TC: because you are about to be schoolfed on this shit[/color]
[color=#416600]AC: :(( < you're scaring me[/color]
[color=#416600]AC: :(( < where are you?[/color]
[color=#2b0057]TC: UP IN IN A PILE OF SHITTY FUCKING WANDS[/color]
[color=#2b0057]TC: i was about to leave this god damned pile and go fuck up some shit for those other fuckers but thought i might as well give them all fair warning[/color]
[color=#2b0057]TC: OR IS THAT A MOTHERFUCKING PROBLEM[/color]
[color=#416600]AC: :(( < no no no[/color]
[color=#416600]AC: :(( < no problem[/color]
[color=#416600]AC: :(( < um, you're not going to...HURT people, right?[/color]
[color=#2b0057]TC: well fuck nepeta what do you think i meant by fuck their shit up[/color]
[color=#2b0057]TC: THIS IS NOT A MOTHERFUCKIN TEA PARTY[/color]
[color=#2b0057]TC: its time to bust the heads of these ignorant little bitches[/color]
[color=#416600]AC: :(( < i need to find equius and karkitty![/color]
[color=#2b0057]TC: DO WHAT YOU MOTHERFUCKING WANT NEPETA[/color]
-- arsenicCatnip [AC] has ceased trolling terminallyCapracious [TC] at 7:20 --
[color=#2b0057]TC: because when we find them first we are going to kill them[/color]
[color=#2b0057]TC: AND USE THEIR BLOOD AS PAINT FOR OUR MIRACLES[/color]
[color=#2b0057]TC: honk[/color]
[color=#2b0057]TC: HONK[/color]
[color=#2b0057]TC: hoooooooooooooooooonk[/color][/SPOILER]

Nepeta ran down the hall, panting, toward Equius's workshop. She hoped she wasn't too late. When she had almost reached the door, she slipped and slid into it with a thunk. She tried to push herself up, staring at the sticky blue liquid puddled around her.

"No no no no-"

Gamzee glared back at Nepeta, the look in his eye was cold as stone. There was no emotion, not even the slightest hint at consciousness. He held in his hands two clubs, stained blue from the fresh blood of Equius. There were bruises on Gamzee, very few, very faint. He smiles widely, his teeth stained blue as well, sending a chill down Nepeta's spine straight through her tail.

"whats the matter nepeta? DIDNT I FUCKING TELL YOU I WAS GOING TO KILL THESE FUCKERS?"

Nepeta glared right back at him, trying to hide her fear. She was a huntress, not prey! She was a fighter! Right then, she was also very, very pissed off. She activated her claws and launched herself at the clown, preparing to slash when it was too late for him to dodge. She knew she'd only get once chance.

Unfortunately for her this wasn't it, Gamzee didn't blink, he swayed his hips and turned just barely. He blocked her claws with the clubs. The blood on the clubs splatters off onto the claws due to the impact of the blow. He laughs quietly, a short sort of chortle, then a loud, booming laughter came sputtering forth.

"so thats how its gonna be is it nepeta? GOING TO HAVE TO FUCKING KILL YOU TOO WHEN I OFFERED YOU A MOTHERFUCKIN WAY OUT?!" Gamzee kicked her away with the sole of shoes, making a honking noise as it hits, "i still have an idea that can be good for a fucker like you."

"Gamzee, you've gone pawsitively insane! What have you done?"

Nepeta's eyes beaded with tears as she retracted her broken claws.

"I KILLED THE FUCKER BECAUSE HE WAS GOING TO GET IN THE WAY OF MY FUCKING PLANS. no one can stop the dark carnival bro. IT IS WRITTEN IN MOTHERFUCKIN STONE."

"I'm sure not going to stop trying!", Nepeta hissed, biting into Gamzee's nearest leg.

"ow fuck! MOTHERFUCKIN BITCH THAT SHIT HURTS LIKE A MOTHERFUCKER!" Gamzee shakes his leg violently, trying to get her off. He raises a club high into the air, "dont make me do this nepeta, I HAD SUCH BIG MOTHERFUCKING HOPES FOR YOU."

"Like what?!"

"to make you my motherfucking dark carnival queen."

"I need to...update my shipping wall!"

Nepeta started to edge away from Gamzee.

"WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU ARE GOING YOU FUCKER?"

Gamzee grabbed Nepeta by her collar and held her up, slapping her across the face with the palm of his hand and making a slight 'honking' noise.

"you will be my queen motherfucker, NO ESCAPE FROM THIS DARK CARNIVAL. no matter who you fucking think you are."

Nepeta bit back a whimper. "I'm flattered but I don't like you like that, Gamzee! You're hurting me!"

"THIS ISNT ABOUT MOTHERFUCKIN LIKES NEPETA, this shit is about keeping the motherfucking party alive and shit. I NEED MYSELF A GOD DAMN QUEEN AND I CAN PUT UP WITH YOUR SHIT."

"No. You killed Equius."

"because that fucker was going to ruin my god damned carnival if he was allowed to live."

"Carnivals are about having fun! Not hurting people!"

"THIS IS A MOTHERFUCKING DARK CARNIVAL. shit is supposed to be dark and full of fuckin miracles."

"Well I-I don't want a dark carnival!" Nepeta kicked weakly at Gamzee, more to show defiance then in any true hope of damage.

Gamzee scoffed at the kick, then chuckled to himself. He whacked his blood-stained club against her skull. Bludgeoning her forehead as hard as he can, he cracked both the club and her skull.

"DONT FUCKING MATTER WHAT YOU WANT MOTHERFUCKER. this is my dark carnival. YOU ARE JUST HERE FOR THE MOTHERFUCKIN RIDE."

With a scream, Nepeta died.

Gamzee looked down at her corpse. It looked no different from when she was alive. He kneeled down before her body and held her limp corse up, his hands traveled along her slender physique until his fingers rested on her neck. He brushed aside her hair and prepared himself for a deep bite.

"over the teeth and through the gums, LOOK OUT MOTHERFUCKER CAUSE IT HERE IT FUCKING COMES."

He sank his teeth into her neck and inflicted upon to her a skill he had learned in the Land of Tents and Mirth. He brought her freshly dead self back to life.

With a moan, Nepeta's eyes opened.

"Wha..."

"rise and shine nepeta. RISE AND SHINE."

"I don't...feel very good..."

"thats because you were just fucking dead. YOU GET USED TO FEELING LIKE SHIT EVENTUALLY."

Nepeta tried to wiggle away, shuddering with the aftereffects of her zombification.

"dont motherfuckin move. THAT SHIT IS GOING TO HURT FOR A FUCKING WHILE AND I DONT NEED A TIRED OUT QUEEN."

She instantly went still despite her desire to move.

"...oh."

Gamzee sat beside her and stroked her back, he even scratched under her chin.

"got to make my queen happy, BUT FIRST WE NEED TO KILL ALL THE FUCKERS STANDING IN OUR MOTHERFUCKIN WAY."

"Why?"

"because those fuckers are stopping miracles from happening. DONT YOU LIKE MIRACLES NEPETA?"

"...yes."

"so do what a good queen of the dark motherfucking carnival would do. KILL ALL THE FUCKERS IN OUR MOTHERFUCKIN WAY."

Nepeta frowned.

"whats wrong my motherfucking queen?"

"I don't want to kill the others. I like them."

Gamzee sneered, he was not happy with what he was hearing.

"WHAT ABOUT OUR FUCKING MIRACLES? are you trying to tell me you dont want our motherfuckin dark carnival? OR TO BE DEEMED QUEEN OF EVERY MOTHERFUCKIN THING?"

"I'll do what you tell me! I will! I like miracles!"

"then give me a motherfucking kiss and we can get our bloodfest fuckin started."

Nepeta leaned up and planted a light kiss on Gamzee's bloodstained lips. Gamzee kissed her back, swapping saliva and teasing her a bit. He didn't show any emotion, though. He didn't care.
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Nepeta's body thunked down on the floor outside by the teleportizer, covered in green, blue, and purple blood. On her face was a crude juggalo pattern in purple and blue.

Gamzee called out aloud, for all to hear, "BLOOD, BLOOD ON THE MOTHERFUCKIN WALLS! come out karkat if you got balls!" he chuckled to himself, his humor was funny only to him at this point.

Karkat's head whipped up at the sound of his former so-called best friend's voice. He was scared, scared out of his mind, but he had to ignore that. If there was any chance, any chance at all that Gamzee could be stopped... Maybe no one else would have to die under his leadership.

And oh god. There was Nepeta.

"N-nepeta?"  Karkat murmured cautiously, as if to get her attention. "Oh, god, please don't be like the others...Please don't be dead, please..."

There was no answering rise and fall of her chest.

Gamzee leaned against the wall as he juggled his blood stained clubs, the cracked club clonked against itself every so often. He tried to keep his laughter under his breath, slowly he turned to Karkat and smiled as wide as he could, drool sliding off his lips and down his chin. He jeered as calmly and rationally as any king of a dark carnival would.

"SURPRISE KARKAT. i got you a motherfucking gift."

Karkat stared in shock. No, not another one. Gamzee didn't. He couldn't.

"SHE HAD A MOTHERFUCKING THING FOR YOU SO I GUESS NOW ITLL BE A HELL OF A LOT EASIER FOR YOU HAVE YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN WAY NOW. am i right brother or what?"

Karkat answered by drawing his Clawsickle from his sylladex. His fist clenched around the familiar handle of the weapon, his eyes steadied in a glare on Gamzee's blood-covered face. "You are really fucked-up."

Silently Nepeta rose up from the floor, letting her broken jagged claws slash out from her gloves.

"Karkitty..."

In a moment of shock and inattention Karkat's weapon fell to the floor with a clatter. His breath caught in a whisper, "Nepeta? What the fuck...but you're..."

"SHE MOTHERFUCKING WAS WHEN I FINISHED HER OFF WITH MY FUCKIN CLUBS BRO, but then i performed some ritual shit i learned on lotam. NOW SHE IS MY MOTHERFUCKING QUEEN TO MY DARK CARNIVAL."

Nepeta looked at Karkat a little pleadingly.

"now i will give you one chance bro, JOIN ME IN MY MOTHERFUCKIN DARK CARNIVAL AND SLAUGHTER THE REST OF THOSE FUCKERS. or join the nonbelievers and take a motherfucking nap with the god damned horrorterrors for the rest of your motherfuckin life."

For a moment, Karkat's expression slipped. He had been trying to maintain his usual mask of rage, but for a second, just a second, his face belied fear and doubt.

Karkat's eyes scanned the room, and the moment they landed on Kanaya's prone form his mask returned.

"Fuck you, Gamzee," Karkat growled, his fear almost vanishing in a rush of adrenaline and bravery, "What kind of god-damned leader would I be if I murdered my own fucking teammates?"

He spared one last disapproving, pitying glance at Nepeta before turning back.

"WELL WHATS IT GONNA BE BRO?"

Gamzee offered his hand to Karkat, the look in his eyes remaining blank and emotionless. He still didn't give a fuck. He just wanted to make his queen happy. Thats all he wanted besides his dark carnival, and he was going to get it soon enough.

"Karkitty, please..."

Nepeta reached out to Karkat with a shaking hand.

"I don't want to be alone."

He considered it. For the fleetest of moments, Karkat debated taking Nepeta's hand, accepting Gamzee's offer. But yet again Kanaya leapt to his mind. And Terezi. And Jade.

Karkat looked back at Nepeta sadly. "I'm sorry, Nepeta." With a sense of finality, he turned back to Gamzee. "My answer is 'Fuck no.'"

Gamzee shook his head.

"bad motherfucking move bro. NOW I WILL HAVE MY MOTHERFUCKIN QUEEN SHOW YOU WHAT YOU AND ALL THE FUCKERS WHO STAND IN MY WAY WILL DEAL WITH."

He turned to Nepeta and snapped his fingers, making a honking noise. He wanted her to take out Karkat, make her understand what was what. Karkat was not a friend, not anymore, he was just another fucker. Another poor bastard in Gamzee's way.

Nepeta stepped forward, then charged with a pained expression.

Karkat braced himself, his eyes shut tight. He had been expecting to die at some point. He just hadn't imagined it going quite like this.

Either way, he was going to welcome it with open arms.

The claws cut into his throat, but didn't sink in far enough. With a strangled sob, Nepeta sawed at his neck, falling to her knees as his blood fountained away.

Gamzee strolled over to the first main attraction of his dark carnival, the blood fountain was to be the centerpiece. He dipped his hand into the candy red blood and wiped it off on his nose. He took a whiff of it and sighed, a sense of ecstacy from it. He turned to Nepeta and kneeled before her.

"cheer up my motherfuckin queen, let me make you perfect."

Gamzee lifted her chin up and sprawled his blood covered fingers upon her nose, making it as red as his. As red as a true clown's.

Nepeta just closed her eyes dully.

"CHEER UP MY MOTHERFUCKING QUEEN. you will learn to fucking love it."

"...okay."

Gamzee leaned in close to her and looked her in the eyes, the once emotionless pupils glistened with a heartfelt compassion Nepeta had never seen before. Upon her lips he planted a kiss so passionate it was as if the warmth of the green sun overtook her.

The Dark Carnival was just getting started.[/SPOILER]