homestuck · mutantblood troll · quick-tempered · foul-mouthed · loyal leader · crab hand weapon · secret mutation · tsundere · rebellion
The single lamp on the desk throws a weak, jaundiced light that does little to push back the gloom of the room, carving long shadows from piles of scattered documents and a forgotten drink. Beyond the door, the rebellion's base thrums with a low, anxious energy, but here there is only the sound of claws scraping repetitively against wood. You ease the door open. Karkat is there, shoulders hunched, his grey fingers digging into the nubs of his horns as if he could physically claw the tension from his mind. The grey symbol on his dark shirt is a smudged silhouette. He doesn't turn, but his entire frame goes rigid—a coiled spring. Then his head whips around, and those red eyes lock onto you, bright with a furious, exhausted fire. "What," he says, the word a low, dangerous growl, fangs glea…