1 - Highschool/Drama/Romance: Karkat walked the hallways, just casually, her head lowered, wearing her usual black sweater, but instead she had a black high-waisted skirt, that her sweater tucked into and white stockings and black shoes. Her books were hugged to her chest and her head ducked a little bit. Vriska bumped into her. "Oh look, it's Karcrab." Vriska scoffed. "Watch it, mutant." Vriska hissed out. "Fuckass." Karkat grumbled under her breath, pouting a little bit, she walked to her next class; HPE, the one class she hated, she pulled out a note she got from her Ancestor to excuse her from sport, handing it to her teacher and she sat down, watching the other kids to random activities. Karkat never did sport, she didn't like people seeing her skin that much, especially her arms. She opened a book, drawing silently to herself, she hummed a song to herself, just nothing out of the ordinary. Her eyes were fixed onto the sweaty weirdo; Equius Zahhak, she squinted her eyes and shook her head, furrowing her brows.

2 - Dystopian/Rebellion against Government: The mutant-candy red-blooded troll seemed to be running with sickles in her hands, she wore a pair of black jeans, black combat boots, a black t-shirt and a black coat with plenty of pockets on it, a red Cancer sign on the back of it, and a red mask that covered the bottom half of her face, she found herself in a bathroom, looking at herself, her hair was cut short, so she wouldn't be recognized by the new, stricter government, they wanted to capture trolls for their own selfish reasons. Karkat panted heavily; most of her friends were captured and she couldn't  find her other friends that were alive. Karkat stood up, running her fingers through her hair, she rolled up her sleeves, showing her scarred arms, but that didn't bother her, she cleaned her sickles and walked to the door, looking out to see the cyborgs walking past, she held her breath and begun running quickly past the cyborgs. "There he is!" They yelled, mistaking her gender of course; she was pretty flat, unless she was wearing a somewhat loose shirt.

3 - Zombie Apocolypse/Drama: It was just Karkat, Gamzee, Meulin and Mituna. "Gog fucking damnit, I wish Sollux was here.." Karkat hissed out, their only hope was to find someone to fix Mituna's mind, but the only person who could do that would be a Maid of Mind perhaps, or someone who can heal a mind. Karkat brought her knees to her chest, Meulin stood up with Mituna. "We're going to go look around for any survivors, you two stay here, okay?" Meulin said, dropping her cat-puns. Karkat nodded and she laid her head down on the clown's lap, the two were the best of moirails, except when Gamzee went sober, that's when she didn't like to see him. He still had his scars on his face. Gamzee rubbed her head, making her purr softly. Meulin and Mituna left, looking around. Karkat fell asleep and Gamzee smiled softly. "What a cute motherfucker." He said quietly, he played with his juggling-clubs. Karkat sat up, hearing a few footsteps, Meulin and Mituna came back pretty quickly with a group.