Best friends?

Karkat Vantas

Karkat Vantas. Candy red blood. Lowblood. Mutant. The only mutant blooded troll around. Descendent of the famous Signless/Sufferer. Basic facts about the mutant troll with an anger and yelling problem and with a passion for romance and a love of romantic comedies. But Karkat wasn't always the short and angry troll with a habit of yelling out every single word he said and an insecurity of his blood. No, there was more to him than that. And his best friend, Gamzee Makara, knew as much.

Karkat and Gamzee had been friends for practically their whole lives. The two became best friends in their early childhood and have been near inseparable ever since. Gamzee knew everything about Karkat, and Karkat knew everything about Gamzee.

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Karkat remembered back when he was three sweeps old. Back then, Karkat was different. Much different. For starters, he didn't yell every word he said, infact he barely whispered every word he said. Back then, Karkat wasn't so talkative. He didn't put up the brave front he had now, he was actually a really shy troll. The anger and hatred he had inherited from his ancestor, The Signless, had not yet awaken.

Karkat spent his days reading romance novels, watching movies, and helping his lusus. He spoke to no one the first three sweeps of his life. He lived a quiet, peaceful life. Or, as peaceful as it is to be constantly running from drones or learning how to properly fight for his life.

Karkat always knew what he was meant to do, who he was meant to be. He knew his lusus was specially bred to be able to fight off Eridan's ancestor, Orphaner Dualscar, which made fighting drones a piece of cake. He knew his mutation was the only real cause as to why he was constantly in danger. He knew he could never have friends, and if he did, he'd have very few.

Karkat never expected much out of his life. He never expected to eventually become the leader to a team of his friends, fighting for his life in a game that destroyed their universe. He never expected to meet the teen version of his ancestor. He never expected to become best friends with a subjugglator.

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Karkat remembered the first time he ever talked to Gamzee. He had heard of this new chatting website that some young, smart yellow blood had made up. He downloaded it and immediately created an account. Now, he just had to wait for someone to message him.

He waited for days on end, and nothing happened. Maybe it was the weird, grey textcolor he had? That was probably it. Grey was the default color for text, once the account was created the respective troll had put in their blood color for all to see. Of course Karkat wasn't going to do that. He was a mutant for god's sakes. If he put candy red as his text color, he would have been culled within the week.

Nearly a perigee after creating his trollian account, Karkat received a message. He quickly scampered up to his room and quickly checked who it was. He read the screen and just sat there for a moment.

terminallyCapricious[TC] began trolling carcinoGeneticist[CG]

TC: hey there my grey texted brother or sister. Name's Gamzee Makara, yours? :o)

Karkat sat there. The text...it was purple. Highblood purple. The same purple that had sentenced his ancestor to execution. The cancer troll didn't know what to do. Was this some kind of sick joke the universe was playing on him? Was the universe giving him a fair warning? Was it saying 'This is the troll who will kill you in the future, have fun conversing with him.'

Finally after a good ten minutes of just sitting there, pondering every possible outcome, Karkat quickly typed up a response. He was lucky crabdad wasn't home. If his over protective lusus had seen the deep purple text, he would've destroyed the poor mutant's husktop.