In less than one week I can go from disgraced-junkie-surgeon to faun prince…
Not that I can’t go from Karkat Vantas to Dave Strider in a matter of hours, but my only social interactions on that particular day involved cats and being alone with the webcam.
It’s that exploration of identity through costume yet again. Plus it’s going to be year of the goat soon so let’s keep thinking those Capra thoughts.
Too bad there’s no “year of the medical malpractice” eh?