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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.]

Comments

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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!]

[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]

[encored]

Why can't you just dump them into the pond? [yes he realises they're only unconscious

no he doesn't care....]

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

You think they're all wanting to take a dip? I don't know how I'd be hauling them there, though.

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[ambling over to get a closer look at the pile] How far away do you think the park is from here?

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

[oh god directions his worst enemy]

Uhhhhhh...[looks to his left

looks to his right

looks up]

Which way's the park all being again?

[encored]

[Gamzee no the park is not in the sky....

he looks for a moment like he'll pinch the bridge of his nose in frustration but leans forward instead to drag one of the ants from the pile and just

fling it over a house.] That ought to be in the right direction. [just a little shy of the park though, if that sound of breaking glass is anything to go by.]

[miraculls.livejournal.com]

[looks properly awed by that display of strength even though it's actually not that unusual for his species]

Whooooooooa, you're one strong motherfucker! You know Equius at all, dawg?

[encored]

[it is okay he'll accept all forms of ego stroking anyway...]

Equius? I've not heard the name. [...] Did you just refer to me as a dog?