~~~Hey guys, I got this story from a RP I had on MSPARP, and we sadly had to cut it a bit short. I will be continuing the story further than the RolePlay went though, so when you see the 'end of RP' note, don't freak out, I'll keep writing. Also, this is like... Kind of weird. It's what things would be like if the trolls lived on earth with the humans and always had, never knowing anything different.~~~
Your name is currently Karkat Vantas, and on the night previous, you were nearly sexually harassed. You are now in the hospital. You have a black eye and busted lip, a broken wrist, and a large gash on your leg that is now stitched up. You hated hospitals, with their acidic scent and bleach white walls. This was the 3rd time in the past 6 months. The doctor comes in to give you a pain reliever, but before he can, you bite him, and he leaves. A few minutes later, an angry looking nurse comes in, saying your emergency contact will be here soon to pick you up. You silently wonder to your self which one, having listed quite a few friends as emergency contacts. She also brought in a pair of crutches, which you assume are meant to help you get around while you recover.
After about 15 minutes, you hear someone outside asking for you. You'd recognize that stutter anywhere. They called Ampora. Before they bring him in here, you painfully swing your legs over the side of the bed, reaching for the crutches. You can't quite reach them, but keep trying anyways, because you are a stubborn, nubby horned troll. You hear someone knock on the door, and before you even have the slightest chance to respond, the door opens, revealing a very worried looking Eridan, and a bored receptionist.
~~~A/N sorry this chapter is so short. I promise the others will be longer, but I'm incredibly tired right now, and it's like... 5:15 am I'll try to update again later (even though I'll have like 2 reads at that point... Oh well. ~~~
