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[itsknighttime]

aight so last month i asked you guys for software to fuck with and make some beats
my dudes you delivered faster than motherfuckin dominos

now its my turn
lemme drop you a beat
lemme give you that aural pleasure i know youre all craving
hit me up with a genre or a word or a feeling or someshit like that and ill see what i can do
i got my forte but i got to do something out of the box here at least
if youre not sure hit me up with a dj dave spin me a tune

im here to serve
peace

[Locked to Dirk]
yo man if you see this
i got one just for you
if not
then youll never see this
which is cool i know youre busy

[Locked to Karkat]
not only do i have some smoothass beats for you best bro
i got you somethin youre really gonna want
it aint even a dick joke

((OOC: I'm actually going to be making these loop tracks for babby practice so it may take me a few to get them into the post. They may be shortish and corny. I'm no proper DJ and it's fun to pretend lol. PS Permission post for colour & things. ))

((Edit Oct. 2nd: Had a few people ask last night if I'm doing them still and yes! I'll do them until the interest dies down and have been convinced there needs to be a concert for musical sorts around here and those who want to help or learn. So I'll figure that out some time in the future. Thank you for the lovely reception on these and since a some said they were going through the comments, here's a list except Bro's.))

Comments

[itsknighttime]

[[Tired babyyyy.]]
it is two things this time
its this which i know youre going to lose your xenoshit over
and after you listen to that ill show you the second thing i got to take a picture anyway

[mutantblood]

[ Do not patronise him. He is a hatched Alternian warrior and could kick Dave's ass so hard his descendants would feel it for at least three genetic leaps. ]

I GUESS IT'S TOLERABLE.

[ That's a compliment. Don't delve too deeply into it. ]

SHOW ME HOW TO DO THE TUNES.
I WANT TO BEAT YOU OVER THE HEAD WITH MY AUDITORY SUPERIORITY.
THANKS.

NOW HURRY THE FUCK UP AND SHOW ME THE THING.

[itsknighttime]

[[Dave will welcome the day that Karkat can do that, it means he can take care of himself just like Dave outlived his guardian. Even if, you know, circumstances.]]

see i told you that youd lose your xenoshit over it
thx man thats a nice thing to say

[[He knows.]]

oh fuck yeah i will
music battles
no homo but
im going to show you so hard
which btw people actually do but ill explain more of that later
ill show you the stuff people told me about and what i found too on the system
theres a really cool place we can chill and just look through it

ok anyway

[[Attached is a picture of two, very round balls. Not the ones that he's going to have to then say 'pls respond', but just two orbs.]]

i got these balls
and i know youre going to want to play with at least one of my balls
*IM* excited to play with my balls
here watch me play with my balls

[[The video is definitely just Dave setting it up, putting one finger up to the video camera and 'Wait wait wait wait' ing at him. He grasps one of them and tosses it down. Thankfully just like the guy told him, voila, Karkat's bed.]]

Now you're not going to be an entire tool. Just a partial one. Like maybe a phillip's head screwdriver. Useful and also a tool, if tools could sleep and needed like specific beds. I kinda guess they do if you count toolboxes.

[[He's already tapping at his lip.]]

I guess this is your toolbox.

[mutantblood]

[ As was standard for Dave, he said a little through a lot of words. Words that Karkat would ordinarily bounce back and forth to feed the fire, but...

Was that..? ]

IS THAT A RECUPERACOON?

[ Holy shit. What the fuck. ]

[itsknighttime]

[[Dave nods his head at the video after taking a moment to read and then does a Vanna White style gesture of his hands at it.]]

I prob'ly should've done this over at your house but yeah it is. No homo, but I got these balls from this guy in an alley and this other ball's going to get me my damn sylladex back. I keep gettin' real fucked up looks walkin' around with my sword.

voice ;

[mutantblood]

[ No video, but Karkat can at least show enough decency to meet Dave halfway. It's easier than typing considering how groggy he is, too. ]

You... Got my recuperacoon for me?

[ There was a stall in his words. He seems genuinely surprised, as much as he can given the drowsy slur of his voice. Karkat sighs out a long, weary breath. ]

Thank you. Holy fuck.

[itsknighttime]

[[Dave doesn't have the liberty of just voice and now he feels like an idiot for not switching because Karkat's reaction and the sound of his voice, aside groggy, is infused with that genuineness. The disadvantage is the way that it causes Dave to put his hand to the back of his neck and shrug his shoulder.]]

Yeah I mean. It's whatever... You're welcome... I uh...

[[He sighs softly and looks back at the video, voice less strained and he just says it like he wants to say it.]]

You needed it. So I got it. We're... you know we're friends. You're my friend. You're my best friend so...

[[Where there's a long silence, Dave is turning his face away little by little.]]

It wasn't a big deal I didn't have to suck the guy off or anything. I mean I probably would have and just never told you so maybe I did and I'm not telling you but I didn't. Suck him off I mean. Aaaanyway yeah I got it. We gotta find the goo shit that goes in it though.

[[He leans over the side of it to stare down in the hole. Echoing a little "Cozy" with his head shoved in it. Standing up from it, Dave gently tests picking it up, easily able to do so where likely it would have taken a few others to do it. Maybe he'll ask Bro for help just in case so he doesn't drop it. Dirk can do anything.]]

I'll see if my Bro can help me get it to your pla--

[[Wait.]]

I'll try to get it to your place. I don't want him knowing where you live.

[mutantblood]

[ There was a small rustle along the line as Dave spoke. Karkat was listening, just taking a moment to rub his eyes in an attempt to settle the dreary ache. ]

Mm.

[ Just a small, affirmative noise to express that he was still listening. Most of the words are going right over Karkat's head, but he is following along well enough. ]

I spoke to Angela about helping me with some shit to sleep.
I just haven't been to the clinic yet.

[ He is the hermit crab. It's where he's mostly in his element. ]

You don't even know where I live.
I don't know how the hell you think you're going to bring that whe--

[ Sigh. Okay. You know what? Dave earned it. He sent over the landmark. ]

There. Don't make me regret this.

[itsknighttime]

[[Dave sits on the edge of the bed taking up the space in his own bedroom and nods, knowingly. But not knowing really just nodding in that way.]]

She's good people, Karkat. Like wholesome, perfect fuckin' soul people. From head to toe she's just... Nice. You and her've been the nicest people to me. Don't meet a lot of genuine people like you guys.

[[Let him tel you about Angela and how great she is.]]

I'll go with you, if you want. Can swing by there and then get this to you.

[[As says the need for him to be wearing the medal she made him, which he's doing right then on the side of his chest on his godtier outfit.]]

I was just... gonna ask.

[[That's how he was going to ask.]]

...Hey, Karkat? Why didn't you tell me where you lived?

[[The 'don't make me regret this' is normal Karkat talk.]]

[mutantblood]

[ Another long sigh. Or maybe it's a yawn. It's hard to tell, but the breath carries a bubbling little click. ]

No shit.

[ Of course she was good. He doesn't need to be told that. ]

Yeah. Come with me.

[ That wasn't a request. You have no choice now, Strider. ]

Because I am a troll who likes his privacy and has a healthy need for some peace and quiet once in a sweep.
Nobody knows where my hive is here.
You're not deserving of a glitter biscuit this time.

[itsknighttime]

Yeah! No shit.

[[No really, let Dave tell you how great she is.]]

Okay, cool. I can do that. When do you wanna go?

[[He would have insisted on going anyway. Not even because of Angela, just kind of, but also because he wants to be there in case Karkat needs... Something. He doesn't know. He's never been to a doctor either. Doctor Bro was the one that stitched him up.

There's nothing more important than getting Karkat proper care to him, really. It's why he did what he did. That and putting in a complaint with their local member of parliament.]]

Dude.
Weak.
I can be quiet as fuck.

[mutantblood]

[ Damn. Now he has to commit. It isn't as if he doesn't want to get this sleep turbulence fixed up, he just... ]

Because I am understanding of your biology, when the sun is going down.
Not today. But some time between our active hours.
Maybe it actually won't be busy by then.

[ He hopes so, at least.]

Stop tugging my frond.
You can move around quietly but your mouth is just... Fucking...

Ugh.

[ Just ugh. He is too exhausted to think of an apt jab about Dave's talkative nature. Something something as much of a broken record as his shirt. With more swears. ]

Just tell me when you're going to deliver the cocoon so I actually answer the door.

Dave: "I can be quiet" Also Dave: "*wall of text*"

[itsknighttime]

[[He does. Dave is going to make sure he does. Even if Karkat is a super mean guy wow.

A nod of his head again and a small shrug of his shoulder once more.]]

Sure man whenever, I'm mostly on nights anyway. I figured you could use someone you could rely on in the later part of the day. We can call ahead and just schedule an appointment or I could just fuckin' ask her, I'm talkin' to her right now too. I'm sure she'd be cool with that. You got anythin' on the schedule I should know? Tappin' them hunnies in the pot?

[[EXCUSE.
HIM.]]

Is...
is that a challenge? Are you challenging me while forgetting to say no homo before saying my mouth is just fucking? Bro. Don't challenge me.

[[Says the man before he continues talking.]]

Whenever, just let me know. I need to likely disarm my bedroom door before I can get this out anyway. Easier for you to tell me when's good for you.

[[To which he stops, pauses and snorts.]]

Nevermind I can just put it in my 'dex and go out my bedroom window which...

[[He looks offscreen, skeptically at it.]]

I think I'm still going to try to disarm. When's good?

[mutantblood]

[ Karkat is going to respond selectively to that... Mountain of words. It was hard for him not to tune out and close his eyes for a moment or two. Just to rest them. ]

No plans. Just fuck me up.

[ Shit talking on the Network doesn't count as a plan. ]

Stop throwing those words at me assuming I know what they mean or even care.
You know I find the sexual restrictions of your species dumb as fuck.

[ Also, wait. What? ]

If you're being serious, then you're not going back.
You're staying with me.
No traps.

Any time is good.

[itsknighttime]

no homo
so hard
maybe shell be open tomorrow or later today or somethin and we can get you some good sleep

[[Those are plans. Those are the only plans he ever has, don't you dare take that from him.]]

wow karkat
thats some serious short thinking i didnt give those hunnies a gender
plus theyre not dumb they like
let us breed
i thought you guys liked breeding
how else are we supposed to overtake planets and fill out our creators wants ultimately
dont you want us to become a planet conquering race karkat? isnt that what you wanted for us lowly humans? no? okay then let us do our thing

[[And while Karkat is ignoring specific things, so is Dave. He doesn't know what Bro has or hasn't done but it's got his hackles.]]

oh a preslumber party two person party?
yeah okay i could deal with that
i got to leave a message for bro to tell him ill be out a bit or hes going to worry
he worries about what im doing you know?
family
cant live with em cant live without em
okay im getting snacks and coming over

[mutantblood]

I don't think it will be that quick or easy, Dave.
She doesn't know how trolls work.
Which, fucking duh. I'm the only one here.
Not to mention the different metabolisms we have.
Seriously. They have different sopor strains for different castes.
And I don't even have a caste!

[ It's a little more complicated than dumping a troll in sopor and hoping for the best. Unfortunately. ]

NO. When you said homo.
That's the word John said.
I'm tired. Not panfucked.
ALSO. No. I don't.
We don't.

[ Karkat paused. He's trying to make sense of... All that. Maybe one of them misunderstood the other? Maybe he's missing words? ]

A preslumber and postslumber.
I'm not risking you getting decapitated because you need to use the load gaper at a bad time.
You've got your own hives.
This is fucking stupid.

[ Urrrrghh. ]

Fine. Hurry up.

[itsknighttime]

fine ill be the optimist and you can have the stick up your ass
its cool

[[Because that's what this is? No? Yes? Okay but he's going to make sure Karkat at least feels like there's an outcome where they don't get him no sleep.]]

i said no homo as in the blatant disregard of the homo that would be involved
ill show you the difference when i get over there

[[Wait. Context.]]

no homo

ah shit
karkat
youre breaking up
it must be the bridge youre going under
ill be over soon with a cool bed and some other shit

talk to you soon

[[BOY byeeeeeeeeeeeee. Also boy hiiiiiii, that tapping on the window is hiiiim. He might have expended the chroma to get his shopping done a little faster and maybe dive into the future where he can't meet his own clones here as far as he's seen. Dave is reenacting the Buffy the Vampire Slayer scene waiting for Karkat to let him in.]]

Aaaand and ACTION!

[mutantblood]

[ No responses. Just waiting. Of course, Karkat's curtains are closed. His housing is as dark as he can make it. It takes him a few moments of considering whether or not he is hallucinating before he shuffled on over to the window and peered between the sheets.

Two, dimly glowing yellow lights from his eyes lingered on Dave whilst his pupils narrowed into sharp, studious crescents. Inconvenient that he had to let them adjust to the light. ]

Fucking hell, Dave. [ He growled, fumbling with the window and tugging it open. It already feels a little too chilly for comfort out there. ]

[itsknighttime]

[[Dave just waits, Karkat will get it or Dave will keep knocking. It doesn't matter what floor he is or isn't on at that point.

Luckily though he doesn't have to wait too long and gets the welcome home glare from Karkat's nocturnal gaze.]]

Hey.

[[To him fucking hell'ing him. He pops down into the window and climbs in, closing it behind him and starting to fuck with the curtains... sheets? So that Karkat won't have to reach. He's used to being the tall friend.]]

My turn to come baring gifts.

[[He hands over a bag of snacks and drinks.]]

One of those is soda, but it's supposed to be sugar free. I'm guessing you'll be hibernating come winter. Do you guys have winter? Really cold? Snow? Full disclosure Texas didn't have winter either but one time it snowed. It was cold.

[mutantblood]

[ Sheets and curtains. He is endeavouring to make this apartment as dark as he can feasibly manage.

Karkat stepped back, giving Dave room to enter through the window and fix everything on his way in. He watched the human with halflidded eyes, though clearly he had his attention. ]

Hello. [ He is polite enough to reply, even if his tone is half-grumbled.

Carefully, Karkat reached out with both hands to take the offered food and drink. He held them to his chest and slowly tipped his head off to the left to listen. ]

Cold. I fucking hate it. [ He huffed, moving back to settle upon the couch and tuck his knees close. He set aside his gifts but made sure that they were both within easy reach. He feels even more tired now that Dave has arrived, but he's not sure if that is because of the human's energy level or the fact that he feels just a little bit safer with him around. ]

[itsknighttime]

[[Dave knows that Karkat can be a nice guy when he wants to, and any other ire or vitriol is just how he is. It doesn't bother him but the hello is nice. He lets Karkat, unimpeded, move wherever he wants to and follows after him.]]

Yeah it sucks balls a lot. I didn't like it. I mean it was good training but I hated it. Glad my planet was lava.

[[The heat he could take and maybe, just maybe, that's why Bro decided they live in Texas so he was ready for that sort of thing. He sits down next to Karkat, close enough to be close but not close enough to need a no homo.]]

They been bad? The nightmares?"

[mutantblood]

[ He is harmless. Dave knows this, Karkat (begrudgingly) knows this. He's at least dampened in his aggression beneath the weight of his exhaustion that hung heavy at his shoulders.

The atmosphere was calm as well. Quiet, aside the soft hum of the standard refrigerator, and warm. Very warm. Karkat never has been able to handle the cold well. Even now, in his slightly too-big sweater and tucked into the corner of the couch, he prefers the heating system to work its magic. ]

Or you could not be dumb and prefer neither. [ He grumbled, kneading his claws in lazy, alternating motions into the arm of the couch. The fabric plucks slightly with each slow curl of his fingers. ] The middle ground exists.

[ A short, acknowledging rumble rattled low in Karkat's chest when he felt the seat beside him sink under Dave's weight. One of his ears flipped backwards once the human began to speak once again. ]

I've been staying awake as much as I can. They're a pain in the chute and I don't give a fuck about even giving them the satisfaction of harassing me in the first place. [ Karkat hissed. Fueled by spite, as ever. ]

... But, yeah. They're bad. [ Whenever sleep overwhelms him enough to let the nightmares plague him. ]

[itsknighttime]

[[Dave does know this but he doesn't rub it in. If one day Karkat ever got his shit together and didn't care about the blood thing, it'd be one hell of a reckoning for someone. He's a little more worried about Karkat's health than he is about poking fun at him, the network is different where they can ball bust all day and it's just good old fun. But not in person.]]

Nah.

[[That's his only response to it, make whatever out of it that you want, Karkat. There's not many things that actually tug at his heart strings, he's not heartless, but it's seeing Karkat say that something 'beat' him, even if he's doing his damnedest fueled by, as said, spite. The tiny rumbles make Dave keenly aware that he's alright and is doing nothing wrong by sitting down.]]

Alright.
But they can't withstand the power of friendship, Care Bears said so.

[[It's not like he hasn't spent nights curled up on Karkat's lap before where putting a friendly arm around him is a big concern. It's what he's doing right then, giving him a gentle tug in toward his shoulder/chest. Dave is trying to be casual about it, trying not to let the thump of his heart make a big deal about his forward move. It isn't a big deal at all so why would it be a big deal? No deal. None, not a deal. Howie Mandel has left the building.]]

We'll get it figured out. Won't be for much longer.

[mutantblood]

[ Dave is very, very lucky that Karkat's level of concentration is practically in the negatives right now. They still had those traps to discuss, but the poor troll was having difficulty holding a thought for more than a few moments. It made the weird shit that the human was spouting even more confusing. ]

Shut up. [ He mumbled, having decided that whatever nonsense he heard wasn't worth decrypting into even making slight sense.

No resistance was presented when an arm scooped Karkat in. He dropped against Dave with all of his weight and grunted. His fingers stretched and spread, then curled themselves against the Knight garb at his friend's chest. Knead time, pun maybe intended. The troll yawned, baring his short, sharp teeth with the languid stretch of his jaw, then settled himself in. He tucked his knees close and nestled in place with his eyes barely squinted open. This is fine. ]

[itsknighttime]

[[Dave had to specifically bite his jaw down tighter, not because he got told to shut up. He knows himself and as soon as Karkat actually goes along with the tiny tug, he almost has the need to spout off about how god damn gay it is all while insisting he stay there.

For now it's mostly a tense of muscles now and again when he feels the prickly pun filled kneading of pointy nails. For the time, Dave settles back against the couch, adding the other arm to hold him in place. It's totally not gay to hold your homie goodnight.]]

You wanna sleep a bit more? If I catch you nightmarein' I can just wake you up. I promise I'm no Glen, I will wake you up and you'll still be on Elm Street. Knight in red cotton armour saving you from the dastardly dreams people who gave him that job.

[[Let him live.]]

Promise. You twitch? I wake you up.