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miraculls[Action; inside 1338 Benny]
[Some people deal with teenage drama and fights with their best friends by drowning their sorrows in ice cream and shitty movies. Gamzee, on the other hand, drowns his sorrows in pies. Unfortunately, the human pies don't work half as well as his sopor ones do when it comes to making him feel better, plus his stomach starts hurting after he downs a whole tin for some reason. This hasn't stopped him from baking dozens and dozens of them, though.
Anyone who comes into the kitchen of 1338 Benny will find Gamzee covered head to toe in flour, as well as what looks to be a minor explosion of various ingredients all over the countertops, including several that have no business being anywhere near a pie. The table, meanwhile, is stacked with piping hot pies. If this were one of Karkat's paleromcoms, this would be the incredibly pathetic scene where Gamzee starts wailing the lyrics to "All By Myself (Don't Wanna Be Culled Anymore)" at the top of his lungs.]
[Action; outside 1338 Benny]
[Having been scolded by both drone parents because 'boys shouldn't be doing girly activities like baking', Gamzee has relocated his table of pies outdoors and is currently munching on a slice. Taped across the table is a large sign that reads:
Gamzee looks kind of lonely, come share a slice with him? There's three different types of pies to choose from:
1) Regular pies: through the power of miracles, Gamzee has actually managed to bake pies that most people would be familiar with, like apple and banana cream and cherry.
2) Stoner pies: the ingredients in these are kind of weird! You might get a strange but nonetheless delicious one, like peanut butter chocolate potato chips pie, or a pie filled with ice cream and soda. On the other hand, you might also get one with hamburger meat and strawberry syrup.
3) Pot pies: they look like normal pies, but Gamzee's added a special ingredient that the greasers at the high school said would make miracles happen. He's not sure how a bag full of what looks like grass is supposed to accomplish this, but humans can be pretty weird sometimes! Don't worry, there isn't enough pot in these pies to get anyone sick, just high.]
[Some people deal with teenage drama and fights with their best friends by drowning their sorrows in ice cream and shitty movies. Gamzee, on the other hand, drowns his sorrows in pies. Unfortunately, the human pies don't work half as well as his sopor ones do when it comes to making him feel better, plus his stomach starts hurting after he downs a whole tin for some reason. This hasn't stopped him from baking dozens and dozens of them, though.
Anyone who comes into the kitchen of 1338 Benny will find Gamzee covered head to toe in flour, as well as what looks to be a minor explosion of various ingredients all over the countertops, including several that have no business being anywhere near a pie. The table, meanwhile, is stacked with piping hot pies. If this were one of Karkat's paleromcoms, this would be the incredibly pathetic scene where Gamzee starts wailing the lyrics to "All By Myself (Don't Wanna Be Culled Anymore)" at the top of his lungs.]
[Action; outside 1338 Benny]
[Having been scolded by both drone parents because 'boys shouldn't be doing girly activities like baking', Gamzee has relocated his table of pies outdoors and is currently munching on a slice. Taped across the table is a large sign that reads:
Gamzee looks kind of lonely, come share a slice with him? There's three different types of pies to choose from:
1) Regular pies: through the power of miracles, Gamzee has actually managed to bake pies that most people would be familiar with, like apple and banana cream and cherry.
2) Stoner pies: the ingredients in these are kind of weird! You might get a strange but nonetheless delicious one, like peanut butter chocolate potato chips pie, or a pie filled with ice cream and soda. On the other hand, you might also get one with hamburger meat and strawberry syrup.
3) Pot pies: they look like normal pies, but Gamzee's added a special ingredient that the greasers at the high school said would make miracles happen. He's not sure how a bag full of what looks like grass is supposed to accomplish this, but humans can be pretty weird sometimes! Don't worry, there isn't enough pot in these pies to get anyone sick, just high.]
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Date: 2011-09-12 05:44 am (UTC)[She has to shake her head out to keep herself from musing on if solidified miracle had anything to do with blessed photons and oh man this is too complicated and she's hungry. Let's just have pie.]
I'll go with.... that one.
[She points to a pie with shiny red looking filling, and steps up to it. And starts cutting herself a generous slice.]
...are those little bits pieces of miracle floating in the.... hn.
[Nom nom n... is pie supposed to taste ketchup-y? And peppery? And meaty? She keeps on eating it, anyways.]
Mmm. N'bad.
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Date: 2011-09-12 06:00 am (UTC)Yeah? Haha, I made that one with my wicked sister in mind, she really what all loves the color red.
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Date: 2011-09-12 06:05 am (UTC)It's got that... that sauce, in the glass bottles, that's made of "tomaayto". Lots of it. I'm sure your sister would love this.
[She quickly finishes off the slice. And licks the plate, for good measure.]
...taste buds are incredible to have, oh wow. This stupid squishy body has its benefits.
[And now, she is eyeing other pies. There's a dot of ketchup-filling on her cheek.]
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Date: 2011-09-12 06:25 am (UTC)[tilts his head confusedly] You ain't had taste nub receptors before? And yeah, these starmonkey bodies are kinda all what fragile and shit, but I like them.
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Date: 2011-09-12 06:31 am (UTC)[This time, she cut herself a slice of blueberry pie. Ooh, the little blue spheres...]
No, I didn't. I had a mid-level spectrum analysis unit installed and I'd get "taste" feedback, but it's nothing like this!
[She chomps down a forkful of blueberry pie, and her eyelids flutter closed happily.]
Mmmm... Mmm? Hey, wait. You mean you're not actually a human, either?
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Date: 2011-09-12 06:43 am (UTC)Hahaha, I ain't got any motherfuckin' clue what you just up and said, but it sounds like a real miracle to me.
And naaaaaw. Well, I guess I am now, but I used to be a troll, honk!
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Date: 2011-09-12 06:46 am (UTC)You... used to be a troll.
[There's some serious thought going through her head, as she works her way through half of the blueberry pie.]
Some "Son of Odin" jerk broke my nose and cracked my ribs because he thought I was a troll. That make any sense to you?
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Date: 2011-09-12 06:51 am (UTC)Uhhh...I ain't ever heard of this Odin motherfucker before, but that ain't cool if he's using some kind of sun to hurt people. Awwawaugh fuck, I got some motherfuckin' friends who've all gotten their troll bodies back, I don't want to be seeing them getting their olfactory nubs bashed in.
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Date: 2011-09-12 06:55 am (UTC)Okay, I lost, but I peeled myself up from the sidewalk and made it to the hospital.
[She's holding herself a little higher, trying to find the kernel of pride within the fluffy popcorn of embarrassment.]
You tell your friends to be careful, alright? This man is enormous. Muscles on muscles. Brown hair, facial hair... excellent grappling technique...
[She absently finishes off the rest of her pie.]
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Date: 2011-09-12 05:14 pm (UTC)[squints at her] You all right? If you're needing any robot fixings, I can be hooking you up with a brother who knows his shit.
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Date: 2011-09-12 10:41 pm (UTC)[She starts looking scowly... then blinks, then stops. "Feelings jam", says the not-troll? Sitting down and talking it out? Her world hadn't had much room for that, lately. That's probably not good, that she's letting her most basic programming take part in all the big decisions. The basic programming really preferred violence...
She scrapes the last few pie crust flakes from her plate, glancing away.]
..he... sure had a lot of feelings, he did.
I'm fine! I'm healing! And I'm still a... starmonkey... not a... robot. It'll be obvious when I get my body back. I'll be purple, for starters.
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Date: 2011-09-12 10:59 pm (UTC)...whooooooooa, you're a purpleblood? Shit, me too! Haha, I ain't got gills or fins though, do you?
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Date: 2011-09-12 11:06 pm (UTC)You've got a lot of faith in the fundamental goodness of others. There's not enough of that in this town. You'd better keep that up.
[Meanwhile... MORE PIE. What's this one with fluffy white-and-brown stuff on top? She cuts herself a slice.]
...I have receiver antennas. I don't really bleed purple. I just am purple. Those are just the colors I requested when they last rebuilt me.
[Pie is sampled! Oooh, there's chocolate and... crunchy things in it.]
But if you had your body, you'd bleed purple? Why wouldn't you have gills or fins?
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Date: 2011-09-12 11:49 pm (UTC)Whooooa, you have purple skin? I bet that's real motherfuckin' pretty to see. [squints at her, obviously trying to imagine her as purple] And yeah, I got the royal jelly all up in my hemo. I ain't a seadweller though. [beat.] Hahaha, I think it's the seadwellers what have got the purple blood? I can't keep track of these things.
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Date: 2011-09-14 12:30 am (UTC)I'm not a robot. I am a CAST. It is totally different and kind of complicated and please don't call me a robot?
[She wags the fork at him, sighs, and then tucks into more pie.]
...I'd like to think they built me to be pretty. [Mumbling through mouthful of pie] ..did ask fr' custom ad'stmnts... [gulp] So purple-blooded people are royalty? ...you're royalty? Other trolls have other colors of blood? You sound like very interesting people.
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Date: 2011-09-14 03:12 am (UTC)Haha, I think you're real motherfuckin' pretty now. And yeah, something like that! I ain't royalty though, that's Fef. I think. Fuck, I don't really know, I can never be remembering which colors are high and low. That kind of shit don't really matter to me anyway.
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Date: 2011-09-14 03:16 am (UTC)That's fine. We're all standing on unfamiliar ground. But we can work it out! That's what good people do.
[Hey! She's blushing at the compliment! Ugh, blushing always made her feel so overheated...]
You trolls sound like interesting people. Are there a lot of you in Mayfield?
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Date: 2011-09-16 04:32 am (UTC)Yeah, I think there's -- [counts on his fingers out loud] -- seven or eight of us motherfuckers around now? But there ain't that many who've up and gotten back their troll self, some of us are still starmonkeys like me.
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Date: 2011-09-16 06:22 pm (UTC)[Ooof. Man. So much pie. She sets her plate and fork down and pats her stomach, wide-eyed.]
...I'm going to have to add some length to my morning jog. But thank you for the pie! It was delicious.