A-ha-Blue-Exorcist

Karkat opened his husktop to respond to the annoying beeping that had alerted him. Karkat stared at his husktop with an annoyed expression. That chumhandle. Dave Strider.         He groaned in annoyance. Why him of all people? Karkat would rather deal with Ampora than deal with Strider. Karkat began chatting back to the fuckass. He regretted typing back to the asshole. -turntechGodhead started pestering carcinoGeneticist- TG: hey. CG: HELLO FUCKASS. TG: Sup. CG: THE CEILING. DUMBASS. WHAT ELSE WOULD THERE BE? TG: Your kind is really stupid huh? CG: NO. TG: Yes bro. CG: NO. OUR KIND ISN'T STUPID. YOU HUMANS JUST CO

Scars. That's all they see when they look at me, I don't need your pity. I don't need anyone... I don't need anyone but you.... "Oi, Brat." Corporal Levi addressed you in the same manner as always, although you didn't work for him directly and you were Hanji's assistant, it seemed as if he treated you worse than the others. "What might you need sir?" You brushed your hair to hide a scar that stood out on your face, the newest souvenir from Hanji's latest experiment. "Where's shitty glasses?" "Last time I saw her sir, she was talking with Eren about titans again" You sighed, as it was the norm for Hanji. "And brat, quit moping." The corp