Karkat Vantas ([personal profile] crusthatecean) wrote in [community profile] mayfield_rpg 2012-02-02 04:31 am (UTC)

[He does flinch away, but the manacles are so heavy they won't be moved far on pure instinct.

However, as he's blinking away the pain in his (no, Terezi's) eye, his body suddenly goes completely stiff.

Karkat reaches back down and wraps the cuffs around Scratch's neck. He strangles the life out of him, watching as he jerks and chokes and goes still, that symbol permanently burned into his flesh. Scratch's hands to the same to him, pushing hard into his windtube until his vision goes black. Neither of them will ever return. And in Mayfield, the surgeries continue, and no one is there to protect his friends. They put Gamzee and Terezi and Sollux and Kanaya on the operating table and Mrs. Johnson rips out their organs, their bones, even their blood vessels, splattering on the floor, and she gives nothing back. Their eyes are wide and they're screaming, screaming, screaming before they go silent and she dumps the empty corpses to the side and rolls in Aradia and Tavros and Feferi and Nepeta.

And then Karkat, back in the factory recovery room with his manacles clasped about the throat of Doc Scratch, begins to shake.

The thing is, he is fairly certain it is not real. Could Terezi's eyes give him the ability to See? Possibly. Probably not, though. Would Mayfield do this to him? Yes. Would his and Scratch's deaths really lead to that outcome if it was avoidable otherwise? No.

Would this hate, this anger, this revenge, or any other thing that in the universe that he could possibly want possibly be worth the risk?

Never. Never, no matter how slim the chance is, there is nothing that will ever be worth risking their lives to him.

Breathing hard, he pulls his hands away.]

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