The Bludgeoning Brigade
Who: John Egbert and Gamzee Makara
When: Backdated to early Friday afternoon.
Where: The Biodome
Summary: "Hammers are like clubs, right?" With both of them having been in a more foul mood after Asura's shenanigans, John agrees to try and teach Gamzee what he knows about blunt weapon mastery.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Language and Mild Training Violence.
John had arranged for the meeting between him and Gamzee and... well, he wasn't going to lie. He was nervous. He had never really 'trained' anyone before, much less felt like he had trained himself. Yet Gamzee wanted to learn how to handle shit better and... well, the two were one in the same, in a weird way.
So it came to pass John hung out in the biodome, waiting for his miracle-loving pal to show up. He had Wrinklefucker out and propped against a tree, the weapon making a dim hissing noise as he got ready to help Gamzee however he could with this.
He just hoped he could do some good here.
When: Backdated to early Friday afternoon.
Where: The Biodome
Summary: "Hammers are like clubs, right?" With both of them having been in a more foul mood after Asura's shenanigans, John agrees to try and teach Gamzee what he knows about blunt weapon mastery.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Language and Mild Training Violence.
John had arranged for the meeting between him and Gamzee and... well, he wasn't going to lie. He was nervous. He had never really 'trained' anyone before, much less felt like he had trained himself. Yet Gamzee wanted to learn how to handle shit better and... well, the two were one in the same, in a weird way.
So it came to pass John hung out in the biodome, waiting for his miracle-loving pal to show up. He had Wrinklefucker out and propped against a tree, the weapon making a dim hissing noise as he got ready to help Gamzee however he could with this.
He just hoped he could do some good here.