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[miraculls]

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[Somewhere around town, you may stumble across a large pile of collapsed monsters, ants and praying mantises and crabs alike. Cheerfully sitting on top of the heap, like a scene from a stereotypical shounen manga, is Gamzee, swinging his feet and affectionately patting the head of one of the crabs. Could this actually be a display of competence and badassery from the normally stupid clown? Has he had hidden depths all along?

Hahahaha, no. On closer inspection, there are traces of green slime around all of the defeated monsters' mouths, as well as discarded empty pie tins everywhere. From the way their limbs are languidly twitching, it quickly becomes obvious that none of the monsters are actually dead, just incredibly stoned. Don't ask how he managed to get a bunch of robots and empty costumes blazed out of their minds - he is just that good.]

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[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

What are you doing?

[Coming up to him looking all mad what else is new?]

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

[hi best friend he's happy to see you too!]

Hey, bro! Just chilling with all these new invertebrothers I up and came across.

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

[He's actually.

Looking kind of worriedly at the unconscious insects and empty pie tins.]

How much did you give them?

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

As much as they wanted, honk! I ain't gonna cut a motherfucker off if they all be wanting to split a choice slice.

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

And how much do you have left?

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

Uhhh...I dunno, I didn't really keep track. Don't worry, there's still plenty left if you're all wanting some too. [pulls out a slice from his modus as proof]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

No.

I didn't give that to you for you to be sharing it with anyone. It's going to run out if you do that.

[timetables.livejournal.com]

[ upon arriving at the scene, dave just stands in silence for a while staring. and then he promptly turns around and walks away.

...though he seems to rethink that decision a few seconds later, turning around again and walking back. ]

Okay I'm probably going to regret this but whatever. What exactly am I seeing right now.

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

[wow, why this sudden interest in his sopor supply...]

Aww, that's real motherfuckin' sweet of you, best friend. But I can't be hogging all the miracles to my own self, y'know? Anyway, I can be making pie out of other shit, it ain't being that big a deal.

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

[waves down at him cheerfully]

Uhhh...I dunno, what? Can't really tell what you're all motherfuckin' looking at behind those sweet shades you got going on there.

[timetables.livejournal.com]

[ he waves back before realizing fuck no what is he doing stop that. ]

Some sort of bizarre seafood platter from hell.

[lonelyremnant.livejournal.com]

[The last time she saw something like this, it involved her brother and a pile of corpses. So she stares for a minute. This pile is still twitching. She likes that better.]

What a lovely throne you've made....

[foalingaround.livejournal.com]

Whoa! Did you really beat these things all by yourself?

[Guess who is the most observant?

Not Rainbow Dash...]

[encored]

That's foul. At least try to keep the streets clean, no one wants something like that ruining their appetite. [and here he'd been considering grabbing a bite to eat... gosh Gamzee, it's inconsiderate to leave your pile of stoner buddies and pie tins out in public!]

[heardeadpe0ple.livejournal.com]

Gamzee!

I guess everyone is all here. [She quickly starts climbing up the pile of monsters.] Are all these pie tins from your modus?

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

How many days worth do you fucking have left?

Figure it out and tell me.

[grimmdark]

[Wait what.]

I might be wrong, although I highly doubt so, but I believe the objective was to kill them before they...er, attempted to kill us, or something to the same effect. Not that this week has made any sense to begin with.

What is that green substance supposed to be anyway?

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

[counts on his fingers]

...a lot? Ain't really like I plan this kinda shit out, bro. [he...doesn't actually eat that much a day....]

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

Naaaw, I think the crab's being the only motherfuckin' seadweller around here. And I don't wanna eat my invertebrothers, they be dope.

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

[He promptly ruins this image of supposed bloodshed by beaming down at her cheerfully.]

Thanks, honk! Wanna join me, sister? I don't think my new friends here are all minding.

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

Uhhh...naw, ain't no subjugglating going on around here. I just split a couple of pies with some hungry looking motherfuckers, that's all.

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

Sooooooorry. Anywhere you know I could stash these motherfuckers at while they're all being zoned out? [invite him to your house new friend

new friend]

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

[squints down at her before blinking]

Aradia? That you? [oh gosh, this is very exciting! have a huge stoner hug] Looks like everyone finally got their abscond on to this miracle town! I knew you'd be showing up sooner or later.

And yeah, a brother's gotta keep extra rations on claw, y'know? Just in case he finds some motherfuckers who he can be chilling with.

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

Shit, really? I don't wanna cull these motherfuckers, they cool.

And it's sopor, honk! You want some?

[grimmdark]

Hmm, I suppose their demise is not really a necessity, as log as you keep them under control. They are likely to vanish once the day is over anyway.

And I must refuse. I prefer not to cloud life's excruciating uninteresting passage with mind altering beverages. More for you I guess.