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[ACTION; morning all around Mayfield]

[Sadly, Gamzee has not yet acquired his trademark face-paint, as the stores refuse to sell make-up to a boy and he's too stupid to lie about it being for his girlfriend. Kanaya had offered to buy it for him, but then she got panscrubbed and now she just giggles at him and tells him to stop joking when he tries to bring it up. BUT GAMZEE IS A DETERMINATOR. HE IS MAKING THIS HAPPEN.

So it's back to plan A. After extensively studying the fashion sense and styles of the pink starmonkeys (aka staring at them in slack-jawed wonder), Gamzee has managed to come to the conclusion that the females wear really long shirts and no pants. He's stolen borrowed some clothes from his drone mom, but didn't bother with her make-up since that's motherfuckin' blasphemy.

In short, there is now a gangly thirteen year old boy wobbling around town in high-heels and a dress that's too big for him, and occasionally tripping on the hems or the shoes and falling flat onto his face. Also, he's gotten himself lost.]


[ACTION; later that afternoon]

[SUCCESS. Having somehow acquired the necessary make-up, Gamzee's wearing his clown facepaint at last...and also still in the dress, since it hasn't occurred to him yet that he might want to take it off. He can now be found all over Mayfield, staring in hypnotized wonder at the glory that is his miracle modus.

Sorry, were you holding something? Gamzee's just going to absently try to snag it and make it disappear into a beautiful swirl of seizure-inducing rainbow cards.

Also, for anyone at 1338 Benny, most of your items have probably mysteriously vanished.]

Date: 2011-08-09 05:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] crusthatecean.livejournal.com
[It sometimes takes a minute when Karkat's yelling for his words to catch up to him, but as soon as they do, his shoulders slump and he stops looking quite so angry. He just looks like a pathetic asshole with pie on his face.]

Oh...oh, fuck. Shit.

Date: 2011-08-09 06:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] miraculls.livejournal.com
Uh...you okay, bro? [squints at his modus, then reaches for 50 First Dates and pulls it out] Didn't mean to get you all upset and shit, soooooory. And I ain't real good at that roleplaying shit, but I can up all and try to front the nasty shit if you want, I got a ton of practice with Equius.

Date: 2011-08-09 06:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] crusthatecean.livejournal.com
[...Takes his movie]

It's fine. I'm just an asshole who doesn't ever think about anything and instead just freaks out about stupid shit.

I really, really don't want to see that, okay?

Date: 2011-08-09 07:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] miraculls.livejournal.com
It be all good, best friend, I don't got nothing going on in my thinkpan either sometimes.

Haha, sure, but I ain't sure I'm that motherfuckin' bad at it. But I don't really like pretending to get all my rage on, it feels so motherfuckin' unnatural, you know?

Date: 2011-08-09 07:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] crusthatecean.livejournal.com
I wouldn't know.

It's probably nice to be the kind of douchebag who isn't combusting from constant chronic rage attacks. And you should probably stay that way. Fuck. I'm always going 'hey, Karkat, you sack of congealed shitloaf, don't be an asshole right now, remember how things are complicated and you have so many regrets about certain people so don't say anything you don't mean when you know how it really is, how about that?' But then I'm like, 'Who told you you could tell me what to do, fuckass? I'll make an embarrassing spectacle of myself and then feel like shit about it afterward if I want to. Also, fuck you.'

It's probably better to not be like that guy in any way.

Date: 2011-08-10 04:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] miraculls.livejournal.com
Aww, bro, there ain't nothin' wrong with going with what your heart all up and motherfuckin' tells you to be. If that be the way the mirthful messiahs made you, then shit, you gotta own that motherfuckin' gift they done sent down. Ain't no point all up and wishing you be a different motherfucker.

[yes karkat take advice from the crossdressing clown...]

Date: 2011-08-10 04:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] crusthatecean.livejournal.com
Yeah, holy shit, I see the light now, I'm a miraculous creation, okay, what the fuck ever.

I'm trying to say something else. Like, I don't know, if someone's heart started giving them conflicting messages like insane murderous urges, they should probably not assume that's a gift from the mirthful messiahs and instead just ignore that. That is sane rational advice that can in no way change anything that will happen in the future so why would I bother, right?

...I guess what I'm trying to say is, ignore me when I'm being an asshole like you always do.

Date: 2011-08-10 05:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] miraculls.livejournal.com
Naaaaw, bro, the mirthful messiahs wouldn't all up and front motherfuckin' nasty shit like that. And we be chill, best friend, I know you ain't really meaning all the wicked jokes spouting out your talkflap.

Date: 2011-08-10 05:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] crusthatecean.livejournal.com
Okay.

Well...it is well past time for me to be in the warm cinematic embrace of Drew Barrymore's masterful performance, so...I guess I'll just leave you to your Seizure Inducing Lights to Entertain Wigglers modus.

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