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[insufferability]

[ ...

.....

Huh?

... what?

... Why did he feel like he had blacked out, when such a thing should be deemed impossible when you’re already dead? The sensation all over his body is familiar, and yet long forgotten. He couldn’t exactly place it, having been so very long since he felt it for the last time...

... It couldn’t be. He laid there for what seemed like an eternity, but was in truth around three minutes, and with an effort that was previously seemingly unnoticeable, he opened his eyes slowly, his body laying stomach up on what seemed to be stone cold floor. Wait. Stone cold? Surely a dead phantasm could not feel heat, or lack of it, in that matter. He tried getting up, but his body was inexplicably heavy. Heavier than what he was used to, which was weightless. Being a projection of your dead self does take its toll on you. Gathering his forces for a moment, Kankri sat up, his eyes finally fully open, boasting a vivid orange sclera with red tinted irises.]

Ugh...

[ This was certainly more than odd. His clothes felt damp, and so did every other bit of him. The cold he felt from the breeze was one he had not felt in long rows of infinite sweeps, and the reality was slowly hitting him. He looked at a nearby puddle of water, his reflection plastered with his bright vivid eyes, the likes of which he had not seen in a very long time, at least not in this particular manner.

Oh lord.

He was alive. It was all obvious to him now, not only in his reflection. In a movement faster than lightning, he put his hand to his damp sweater, pressing with as much strength as he could muster toward his chest. His heart beat was there. There was blood flowing through his veins once more. Whilst being alive was nice again, because it’s always much better to be alive than dead under most circumstances, he did realize that he wasn’t anywhere he recognized. Perhaps a memory of one of the newest inhabitants of the dream bubbles? Beyond that, there wasn’t anywhere else that this place could be. In his immediate person, however, was something that resembled a starfish, but he decided to fiddle with it later, looking around a bit and spotting individuals he had never seen before, and that he was absolutely certain that were not from any group of players he was aware of. His mind was filled with possibilities as to what this place could be, but they suddenly came to a halt when he noticed the huge “Welcome to Vatheon.” banner on a building. Having rested for a bit, he managed to get himself on his feet, albeit shakily, breathing irregularly, as it was a thing he was not used to doing for eras upon eras, and walked himself over, snatching a brochure and reading it thoroughly.

Mhm.

Mhm.

Well. Talk about odd (and oppressive, while we’re at that) (TW:oppression). So he was alive, but not in the dream bubbles, nor in Beforus, nor in their home session. In a totally separate world. The thought of being alive and kicking again was nice, but before anything he had to get to the bottom of all this. If the SFC was what the brochure described, then he should be able to get his answers from there. He fiddled around with it, eventually discovering the video function and turned it on, anyone who might be watching suddenly faced with his bright, piercing crimson stare. ]

Good evening, “Vatheon.”

[ Cough cough. ]

It has come to my attention that my person, along with many others, has been abruptly and rudely ripped from his home world, in order to take residence here.

[ So far so good. ]

Whilst not delving into how oppressive and inconsiderate such an action could be interpreted as, which, to be quite frank, could trigger a healthy amount of entities sensitive to such brute actions without any form of consent, [ Tw: Lack of consent, kidnapping, abduction, forceful removal from realm of existence.] and that could possibly be endangering a good amount of individuals, given their personal singularities involving their way of life and their well being. In truth, a system of oppression already seems to be thoroughly and deeply established, given the formation of a welcoming committee, I would assume the residents of this city have already given in to supporting this rather insipid and seemingly never ending cycle of abductions, given their callous indifference to the personal interests of those who are forced to adopt a life style in this place.

[ He coughs a bit, still unused to the fact he’s breathing once more. Hey, it’s hard to get the jyst of it when you’ve been dead for an eternity. ]

I do suppose I should introduce myself, given the circumstances. My name is Kankri Vantas, for those unaware, and I suppose that if no one has encountered a means to exit this place, I will be taking residence in here from this moment onwards. [ Run while you still can. tw: #Running, #Usage of lower limbs, #Ableism toward those crippled below the waist. ]

This, of course, means I’ll proceed with my crusade of enlightenment toward those who are uneducated in relation to certain matters of gargantuan social importance [not], which I am absolutely certain that everyone will be thrilled to further their own knowledge about.

[ You’re not ready, Vatheon. ]

I will be more than glad to set apart a fraction of my certainly occupied schedule in the near future to monol-- I mean, dialogue with anyone seeking instruction in these fickle and thoroughly important areas of our every day lives in society.

Thank you, and I look forward to working with all of you in the future.

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[bethehugejerk]

[Karkat knew this was coming. Not directly, as in being told, but oh, he knew. He knew from when Terezi described the second team of trolls from before a scratch that produced them. He knew more solidly when Dave took the, erm, care to explain why that team's Vantas was awful. He knew with certainty when three of the other team showed up on a single day, each bringing their quirks and weirdness. The only thing he didn't was when. He hoped it wouldn't be this soon.]

[It's undeniable now that he sees him. The horns are a match for his own, if slightly larger by added age; the hair's not the same, but similar enough. What he can see of his face is like enough to what he sees in mirrors, particularly when curses have aged him up twice in the past. But most galling is the audacity of wearing a bright red sweater. He just wanted to go to the park, honest, so why'd he have to see him here on the way through the Plaza?]

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[bethehugejerk]

[The only option, of course, is to go over. He's aware he's saying something, and though some words hit his ears, most of it slips past as easily as the buzz of a crowd. If Kankri's ears care to hear anything but his own pre-sermon, he might hear the stomp of approaching feet; if not, it will have to be sight that alerts him to Karkat's approach. He's dressed different than he would remember, but that should hardly matter when his hands are thrown up into the air and his face contorted with shocked betrayal. And despite him knowing full well the answer - fuck the scientists, fuck his luck, fuck his life - he shouts the question:]

WHY ARE YOU HERE?!

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[p2iioniicii2t]

[ He has no idea what just happened here, but he fixes on a few sentences in all that Kankri spoke. So here you go, have an emaciated yellowblood missing his front teeth. ]

It would be ideal to take residence. It is not commonly found to be an unpleasant place to live.

[ He hesitates. ]

You seek to teach others?

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[insufferability]

It is my innate responsibility.

[ He does recognize the psiioniic. He's seen all the ancestors, along with his group in the dream bubbles, but he really only needs to have a word with a certain post scratched version of himself. ]

If no one will take up the task of spreading awareness on these issues of gargantuan importance, the downfall of society as we know it will be inevitable, and as such, I have taken up the task of educating the uneducated, to prevent that from happening.

[ And now he had a much bigger audience to spread his word to. ]

[Video]

[replicatedcourage]

[Oh... wow, that's... a lot of words.

But the new Troll on the network looks so much like his dad, even more than Karkat does, that even the soliloquy doesn't daunt him for now. He does get the gist though. This guy is new and wants to teach people things. Well, he's all for the learnings!]

Hiya! It's nice to meet you, Kankri, I'm Sola. A lot of people are working on how to get out of the bubble but we're stuck for now, sorry. It's a nice place though, usually.

[He rests his elbows on the desk in front of him, chin on his hands.]

You kinda remind me of my dad.

[Be gentle, he has no idea what he's getting into.]

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[insufferability]

[ Shhh Sola, let Kankri gently caress your ears. With lots of gentle words. ]

Whilst I am not fully educated on the subject of human familial nomenclature, I will assume you mean I am in resemblance of your human "father".

Even if this statement may not represent any actual blood bonds, It is highly unlikely I would resemble anyone you would see as a "paternal" figure.

[ Heck, the only options were Karkat, or maybe...

But that was up to him to find out. ]

I do hope my residence here will prove to be enjoyable, even if one must avoid seeking out such beforan, or alternian, or earthly, or vatheonite comforts, depending on which suits you, to truly focus their mind on their task, in my case, my quest of diluting social awareness.

[symmetrophile]

[How can someone with such beautifully symmetrical horns have such an insufferable attitude.

It's not fair.]

Are you, perhaps, related to one Karkat Vantas?

[No, Kid, run while you can.]

[insufferability]

Whilst such a resemblance is quite obvious to anyone privileged enough to live without the burden of visual impairment, (tw: blindness, lack of sight, lack of vision, lack of eyesight, talk of sight privilege, seeism, ableism) he is, as would be regarded in Beforan or Alternian culture, both my descendant and my ancestor.

[ Yes, he barely stops to breathe. ]

I will not delve into the intricacies of Beforan, or alternian reproduction, however, through a series of events regarding a cataclysmic, (tw: end of the world, meteors, false sense of security, scratch, generally bad game, rudeness in game play) planet destroying piece of software and the odd innings and outings of said piece of software, entities (tw: individuality erasing, self-oppression, gender neutral terms) that embody both our ancestors and descendants have come to be, for purposes that are entirely out of my awareness, even as a Seer of Blood.

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[onlyasign]

[Whelp. Looks like he has another not-son.]

[Sufferer comes on the SFC screen, looking very much like an older, more worn version of Kankri.]

Hello, Kankri. Welcome to Vatheon.

[He'll let his appearance speak for itself.]

[video]

[insufferability]

[ More like another version of himself. And said version of himself has a hypothetical bone to pick with him. Watching and hearing about Signless from the dream bubbles brought out a plethora of disagreements with his methods, and through this "Vatheon", it seemed that such a qualm would be able to be settled. ]

Thank you.

[ A prelude of things to come. ]

If my eyes [tw: mention of eyesight, blindess shaming, seeing privilege] do not deceive me, I would assume I'm speaking to the one who goes by "The Signless", yes? Or perhaps "The Sufferer", given the odd temporal qualities of this place, and it's inhabitants.

[ Despite everything, Kankri feels a bit nervous. Only very so slightly though. Talking about all his disagreements in the dream bubbles was easy, but this was still another version of himself that had lived for much more than he had. He dismissed those feelings immediately, and went straight to the point. ]

I believe we have much to discuss.

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[unconchonable]

[Have a half blind seadweller staring at you Kankri.]

Oh god.

[He will never complain about Karkat's rants ever again. At least when Karkat rants it isn't some bullshit about weh oppression and shit. Fucking fuck, man.]

Here's a little dose a reality for ya, you're shitty crusade will probably be a lost fuckin' cause, 'cos no one giwes a shit about any a that.

[Him especially.]

[video]

[insufferability]

[ Ah, yes. Tiny Cronus. Always a pleasure to be around, much like his dancestor. ]

To be fair, I believe the chance to become a part of reality [Tw: Existential privilege, shaming of those who do not exist, even if said non-existence derives from an existence in an infinite void with infinite versions of yourself, which by itself becomes more of a reality than anything else] once more is more than enough of being real that I could ever partake from.

[ What. How did that make sense in his mind. ]

But this "shitty", if you'll excuse the term [Tw: slurries] crusade you seem to mock so actively is a necessary tool in existence, absolutely necessary to prevent the downfall of this same concept we seem to hold in our limited minds.

[ Sorry Eridan. ]

Which is exactly why I uphold what it represents as my ideals, to spread awareness on these matters of utmost importance so we can all cherish our existence knowing there are those who would fight to spread its sustenance.

[ In which Kankri Vantas believes Social Justice is what keeps the world together. ]

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[420]

[Sometimes a clown just gotta get out to see the miracles and other unexplained (by clowns) but equally beautiful phenomenon. Like... like apparently meeting some motherfucker what went and looked like two of his dearest motherfuckers got stuck in one. He's got all of Signless' red going on, while still looking more like Karkat. Got Karkat's noisyness all up inside of him too, like he got all these motherfuckin' words what gotta find a place to go. Which is cool. Gamzee can wait. Sometimes a bro just gotta say what he's gotta say.

Not, mind you, that Gamzee is listening to more than a word outta every five. Lotsa weird-ass shit in there what he ain't ever heard note off. But that's cool too.

Eventually he just draws a bottle of faygo out of his sylladex to sip while waiting for Kankri to run outta air or words, whichever does all come first. He's got a zoned out expression going which someone with a lot of generosity might interpret as deep understanding and interest. Seriously. A lot of generosity. Tons.]

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[insufferability]

[ When Kankri is done speaking, the hue of candy corn horns is something that his vision [tw: sight, blindness shaming]is well accustomed to, and that shape generally meant that Kurloz was present in his mysterious way. Though, this was not the face he expected. The makeup was different, and his clothing was also anything far from matching. At least he wasn't wearing underwear as outer wear. [tw: superhero shaming] The only possible conclusion was that this was his respective dancestor, who seemed to have eluded Kankri's sight for as long as he had met the entire crew. At least he didn't seem dangerous, though the whole mirthful complexion was still present. He walked up to him, gently gazing upon his zoned out expression and basking in it's glorious juggalo glory. Or not. But still, he waved at Gamzee, mentally keeping his usage of right arm privilege in check, as any good propagator of social justice awareness would do. ]

Hello there, I don't believe we've met.

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[bestestfurrend]

Oh my paws, another one!!

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[insufferability]

[ Well, if it isn't Meulin's dancestor. She is cute, in her own odd way, much like Meulin, but he isn't quite sure regarding what she means. ]

Perhaps some specificity would be in order, I believe. [ Tw: vagueness shaming, clarification. ]

[Video]

[cawcawmthrfckrs]

[Guess who gets to say "I told you so" to Karkat later?]

Good luck with that, dude. Try not to get killed for it. Not too sure how well the Vatheonites will take a door-to-door sermon.

Since we're doing introductions, too, it's Davesprite.

[Video]

[insufferability]

Ah, I am certain such extremes will not be needed.

[ A sprite of one of the humans? Odd, certainly, even if it raises a whole lot of ethical questions regarding prototyping and how forcing it upon a living being is downright triggering. ]

I believe I will not have much problem gathering a group of dis-- I mean pupils, voluntarily willing to listen and propagate my word.

[ Even being the way he is, he still has some curiosity in him. ]

If I would not be wandering into sensitive areas with this question, would you be perturbed regarding explaining how your existence came to be?

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[helmetdoesnothing]

[............]

FUCK

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[insufferability]

Hell9 Mituna, it is g99d t9 see y9u are d9ing well.

[crabbygenius]

Those are a lot of words just to say hello.

[insufferability]

If one does not go to the effort of explaining oneself thoroughly, getting one's point across in a way that will be easily perceptible by any who might be listening will be much more difficult.

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[paladaddy]

[Shiro didn't actually hear about half of that, because he stopped listening once he heard Kankri talking about 'systems of oppression.' But when he stops hearing Kankri's voice come from the starfish thing (because seriously, how does he even turn that thing off?) he'll go ahead and say something.]

You'll make more friends and fewer enemies if you don't spend half an hour getting to the point.

Re: video

[insufferability]

Not exercising your voice as much as possible is downright oppressive to those who do not benefit from such a privilege. [tw: lack of speech shaming, speech benefit, speechism, ableism. ]

[knightime]

i am so OFFENDED right now
you have offended me so much
you talk too much
im triggered
tag your talk dude
not everyone talks as much as you do
youre making them self conscious about their lack of talking with your talking
thats fucking cruel

[#tw #word privilege #quiet shaming #oh my god #just shut the hell up]

[insufferability]

[ Wow, Dave. Rude yo. ]

...

Oh my.

You are entirely correct.

[ How could he never think of that. Clearly he has been lacking in his trigger warnings. Unacceptable! ]

I deeply apologize! Such a gigantic microaggression was beyond me in its sheer obviousness...

Please accept my apologies, I will make sure to tag for lengthy posts when they are published in a forum of public persuasion.

[ Never too sure. ]

Are there any other triggers you would like me to tag for?

[video]

[sniffdeceit]

Sweater nubs!

Is it just you today, Kankri?

[This smile? Just a little forced. But it's a Vantas, so she can't totally hate him regardless.]

[video]

[insufferability]

Sweater... nubs?

[ Nicknames aside, oh look, it's Pyrope's dancestor. Looks like she's not wearing her dragon cosplay, but she still has that innate pyrope nature to her. Pyropes are fascinating individuals indeed. ]

Do you mean to imply there are more from my group here?

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[aim_exorable]

[Two weird mutantbloods is enough for him thank you.]

D --> I am curious
D --> Do you even require the need to breathe

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[insufferability]

I believe, given my newly acquired state 9f 9nce again p9ssessing the privilege 9f being alive, that yes, I d9 require t9 breathe.

[Video]

[hecklinghare]

[Bugs is just leaning out of his rabbit hole, resting his head on his hand. He looks straight at the camera with half-lidded eyes.]

Gee, an' I thought producer's could talk up a storm.


Anyway ya could ah, shorten dat ta a few woirds, mac?

[Video]

[insufferability]

Not exercising your speech as much as you can muster is downright oppressive and insulting to anyone who does not benefit from such a privilege.

[redcinemareel]

While I find your monologue to be rather refreshing, dear, it becomes a moot point towards the end, does it not?

[Video]

[insufferability]

Not necessarily.

Spreading the word of social awareness is anything but moot, it is a necessary task handled only by those who are willing to neglect the luxuries of Beforan, or alternian, or earthly, or vatheonite existence, whichever suits you, to ensure that our world does not crumble upon its own foundations and reaches new heights of equality.

[Video]

[zipperlips]

[Kankri is just going to get a stare. Not even a wave, just a stare.]

[Video]

[insufferability]

[ The usual, then. ]

Ah, hello, Kurloz.

It is good to see you're doing... fine, despite our circumstances.