FIVE ♋

[selfhatred]

THEY'RE BOTH HERE.
I CAN'T
I CAN'T FUCKING DEAL WITH THIS.
MOM I COULD DEAL WITH BUT...
THIS IS JUST FUCKING BULLSHIT.

[OOC: Karkat's parents should be easy to spot among the other dead ones here. His mother was run over, her neck is twisted to the side and her stomach is sunken on one side, like her organs are missing. His father is the one shot full of bullet holes '^']

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Action!

[cuddlefishpeixes]

<sub>[Oh hush, she's a pureblood, she doesn't know the connotations of what she's doing.]

[Briefly, she's at a loss for words, simply because she agrees with everything he said.]</sub>

What about you, Karkat? Are you alright? I read the entry you posted, to the journals, and I was just...worried about you...

Action!

[selfhatred]

[He pauses for a moment before looking down at the handkerchief in his hands, toying with it. His voice is small, not like his usual self at all.]

I wasn't ready to see them. Especially dad. I...didn't know he'd been killed in battle...