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Much of Uesugi Karkat's early life is completely unknown. Due to his total hemoanonymity over the many sweeps of his time in East Alternia, it cannot be deduced what province, prefecture, or continent he hailed from before his sudden arrival in Trollshiwara, the famous red light district of Troll Edo. What remains consistent is this — he arrived as a foreigner who did not speak the language, seemingly fallen out of the sky and into the cart of a local brothel owner. The owner was purportedly so taken with his boyish beauty and gap moe tsundere personality that he immediately set him to work as a courtesan within his business. It was here that Uesugi Karkat was first referred to by his East Alternian title, the AKATSUKI. Under the strict tutelage of the other courtesans, he learned to dance, sing, play music, pour tea with delicately trembling wrists, feign laughter at unfunny jokes, and weaponize the nape of his nugstalk in the way that an anglerfish lures its prey into its abyssal maw. However, accounts from the other brothel workers say that he was too ornery and foul-mouthed to do any of these things without erupting with rage. He did, however, learn the local language with surprising acuity, and the courtesans were deeply impressed with his natural propensity for writing romantic long-form poetry. Furthermore, rather than selling his concupiscent services as a low-ranking courtesan was expected to, the Akatsuki was supposedly so renowned for his talents as a pale quadrant advisor and ashen mediator that guests of some of the highest castes in Troll Edo sought him out solely for his comfort and advice. No information on the Akatsuki's hemocaste could be discerned during this time, due to never once shedding his genetic material with any customer or courtesan alike. In fact, so preternatural was his ability to touch the pusher of a customer without ever shedding his kimono that within three sweeps, he had already reached the prestigious rank among courtesans of a Boiran (boy oiran), which offered him considerable wealth and empowered him with the right to turn away any offer made in poor taste, even if they were of a higher-blooded caste. It was due to this prestige that he was later discovered by his next wealthy benefactor, who was the leader of a troupe of Grubuki actors, and began his next career as the ONNAGATA. Attached is one of the most popularly sold woodblock-print wall scrolls of his likeness, titled "Delicious Fucking Shit," for the ambiguity of its referral to either the grub-tempura or the courtesan himself. More of Uesugi Karkat's history to come in the following chitts. https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/17e0aad9aa46.png #uesugikarkat
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The creators of Paradox Space shoulld have llet you die a 2nd, worse time, methinks.
Pllease.
How truly intoxicating it is to have a powerful man trembling beneath you. #nsfw #suggestive #vagueposting
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Hm, it sounds as if #yuriday is a miserable affair to you. Are you a #yurihater, Duellist? For shame.
Had I known it was about kissing I woulld not have asked. I am not availlablle for that, oh no.
And that too. I had a woman tell me earllier that I take mysellf too seriouslly. Can you bellieve that? I can. But to make llevity, I am pretending that I cannot.
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ABOUT TO BE 2 OUT OF 10,002 BY THE TIME I’M DONE.
I feell as though I have whetted my bllade for a future engagement. A good sensation.
I will wreak blloody destruction on as many Data Centers as is necessary to secure your Publlic Perception of Dignity and Grace.
no!!!! i llooked up to them growing up this is embarassing
Can whoever gave my fuckass ancestor internet access... UNDO that? this is so fucking cringe
- put a bug in their palmhusk and start tracking their every whereabout!!!
Not a singlle soull on the entirety of this website wants feedback from a Vriska. Begone, insect.
Perhaps some of the denizens of this website woulld find greater focus and cllarity of thought if they spent lless time begging and beseeching for a quadrant or holle to be filled, and more time honing the body and mind through meditation and dedication to a craft or art. Try being dead for untolld ages as well. If the other options do not prove fruitfull.
- I could never feel pitch for a womman. And it's not HER fault. - It's just that I could never hate a womman the samme way I could hate a mman... 😮💨😔 They are due a DIFFERENT KIND of respect. 😌👏