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Told You So~ [Closed]
Who| Vriska, Karkat, and eventually Dave
What| Vriska mind-controls Karkat away from Shepard and keeps him for a few days before Dave comes to his aid.
Where| Various places around the arena.
When| Backdate to Hell Week
Warnings/Notes| Mind-Control and I think thats it?
Even when the ‘sun’ went down the heat was still relentless. But ask one certain troll if she cared. This was the most fun she’s had since she entered this shitty arena. High up in the darken sky if one looked closely enough could make out a trail of shimmering blue fairy dust as something made aerobatic loops. Her powers. Her powers. God she had missed them more than she could explain. She could feel new life breathed into her, though she could tell some of them felt........ muted, hazy, and just gone. But she knew one of them was working juuuuuuuust fine. Time to give it a little text spin.
Hovering above the orchard she outstretched the tendrils of her mind, searching. As luck would have it, her target was close by and her lips curled into a fang filled grin. She fluttered off landing at the edge of the rundown town, just behind the tree-line to conceal herself from sight. Vriska brought her hands to her head as she concentrated harder. Come here Karkat~
In the abandoned music store where Karkat and his comrade had taken shelter, he was rudely awakened by a paralyzing sensation. It felt like strands of webbing were wrapping themselves around his mind making it not his own and like strings of a puppet his body jerked up. Even if he wanted to cry out for help he would find that he was unable to. His voice just like his body was frozen by the venom that bit down on his mind. All he could do was witness helplessly as his body was pulled out, being beckoned to the trees.
What| Vriska mind-controls Karkat away from Shepard and keeps him for a few days before Dave comes to his aid.
Where| Various places around the arena.
When| Backdate to Hell Week
Warnings/Notes| Mind-Control and I think thats it?
Even when the ‘sun’ went down the heat was still relentless. But ask one certain troll if she cared. This was the most fun she’s had since she entered this shitty arena. High up in the darken sky if one looked closely enough could make out a trail of shimmering blue fairy dust as something made aerobatic loops. Her powers. Her powers. God she had missed them more than she could explain. She could feel new life breathed into her, though she could tell some of them felt........ muted, hazy, and just gone. But she knew one of them was working juuuuuuuust fine. Time to give it a little text spin.
Hovering above the orchard she outstretched the tendrils of her mind, searching. As luck would have it, her target was close by and her lips curled into a fang filled grin. She fluttered off landing at the edge of the rundown town, just behind the tree-line to conceal herself from sight. Vriska brought her hands to her head as she concentrated harder. Come here Karkat~
In the abandoned music store where Karkat and his comrade had taken shelter, he was rudely awakened by a paralyzing sensation. It felt like strands of webbing were wrapping themselves around his mind making it not his own and like strings of a puppet his body jerked up. Even if he wanted to cry out for help he would find that he was unable to. His voice just like his body was frozen by the venom that bit down on his mind. All he could do was witness helplessly as his body was pulled out, being beckoned to the trees.