4. This is not how you first time playing a character.headjurorJuly 18 2011, 02:14:00 UTC
[ Gamzee has no social cues, none at all. Like, what are cues, brother? And he can't really remember how he got to the troll movie theater or why Nep's there or anything. But, go with the flow, man. Ain't nothin' wrong with a little flow goin'. He just grins goofy, toothy grin and whispers to her with absolutely no purpose or context. ]
Y'know, chica, I know a place with some really beautiful buckets. I mean motherfuckin' colors everywhere. Like all up in the colors and shit, chica, really. We could make some motherfuckin' beautiful color slurries, y'know. S'kinda... grapes... together... unless it.. [ Wow, did that start as a whisper? It was a whisper. Now it's just babbling. ]
FF sure it is 8DbestmoirailJuly 18 2011, 02:19:59 UTC
[Nepeta had been pretty engrossed in the movie (shh it was a romantic one) but when Gamzee starts speaking to her, well, that catches her attention pretty quickly.]
Gamzeee. [she giggles a little nervously, looking around to see if anyone heard.] Shh! We're in public!
[ He looks around. Oh, wait, yeah they are, huh? ]
Sorry about that, Nep. Ain't motherfuckin' appropriate, huh, but the movie all got me thinkin' about that kinda stuff, which is kinda inappropriate, too, but I was just thinkin' about how good certain colors motherfuckin' go together and ours would make a pretty wicked mix, I think, y'know?
[ Yeah, mating is about complimentary colors. Mr. Makara, master of seduction. ]
[But man if this was Nepeta from a couple sweeps ago she would have long since absconded. As it stands her face is bright green, but she kind of is flattered and somewhat amused]
Indigo and Green huh? [Well she could think of one person who would be pretty ha---ok no lets not think of her moirail right now that would kill any mood that might possibly be set.
Even though she shouldn't be thinking of this.]
Well I gotta say I always thought something more teal might good fur you but. I could see it working.
[ Gamzee hikes his legs up into his seat, awkwardly. It is probably good no one is sitting on his other side, or his knee would be in them without him even paying attention. He holds his chin, spacing out a little when he means to think, though the thoughts come back 'round the track and make some semblance of a consideration of this. ]
Teal? Huh, that'd be a pretty sweet motherfuckin' slurry, too, all bright and technicolor and shit, but haha, I think the green's better. Ain't so much in the spectrum and they kinda offset each other all motherfuckin' nice and make each other stand out.
[ He shrugs. Another hokey, slimed-out grin. ]
'Sides, you're a pretty cool troll, y'know? I really like how you got that cat thing all motherfuckin' goin' on with you and you're pretty laid back, which makes it all easier to chill the motherfuck out around you and be in tune with all the mirth around me, you know? You're straight full of good vibes.
[ He almost gets distracted by the movie, but manages to keep attention on her. He should probably keep in mind that he is eliciting quite the red water slide right into a matesprit pool of genetic material mixing, but it was an honest observation and he isn't particularly objecting to the idea since he came up with it and -- oh wait, right. Nepeta. Focus, brother. ]
For real, chica? Well, then I feel pretty motherfuckin' good if I have sent some smiles right down the miracle railway express to you, and laughs are like the icing atop the mirthful cake.
[ He looks at their hands. Quirks his head. Grins again and makes a little 'honk' noise. ]
Alright, where we all be goin', huh? ... Oh, wait, huhuhuh, I remember now. I got all my rememberin' goin' on. Yea, let's get motherfuckin' goin', Nep.
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Y'know, chica, I know a place with some really beautiful buckets. I mean motherfuckin' colors everywhere. Like all up in the colors and shit, chica, really. We could make some motherfuckin' beautiful color slurries, y'know. S'kinda... grapes... together... unless it.. [ Wow, did that start as a whisper? It was a whisper. Now it's just babbling. ]
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Gamzeee. [she giggles a little nervously, looking around to see if anyone heard.] Shh! We're in public!
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Sorry about that, Nep. Ain't motherfuckin' appropriate, huh, but the movie all got me thinkin' about that kinda stuff, which is kinda inappropriate, too, but I was just thinkin' about how good certain colors motherfuckin' go together and ours would make a pretty wicked mix, I think, y'know?
[ Yeah, mating is about complimentary colors. Mr. Makara, master of seduction. ]
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[But man if this was Nepeta from a couple sweeps ago she would have long since absconded. As it stands her face is bright green, but she kind of is flattered and somewhat amused]
Indigo and Green huh? [Well she could think of one person who would be pretty ha---ok no lets not think of her moirail right now that would kill any mood that might possibly be set.
Even though she shouldn't be thinking of this.]
Well I gotta say I always thought something more teal might good fur you but. I could see it working.
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Teal? Huh, that'd be a pretty sweet motherfuckin' slurry, too, all bright and technicolor and shit, but haha, I think the green's better. Ain't so much in the spectrum and they kinda offset each other all motherfuckin' nice and make each other stand out.
[ He shrugs. Another hokey, slimed-out grin. ]
'Sides, you're a pretty cool troll, y'know? I really like how you got that cat thing all motherfuckin' goin' on with you and you're pretty laid back, which makes it all easier to chill the motherfuck out around you and be in tune with all the mirth around me, you know? You're straight full of good vibes.
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Aww, shucks Gamzee. I like you lots too. You're real sweet and always know how to make me laugh.
[she gets shushed by someone about them and she mouths oopsie, and takes his hand and in a hushed tone]
Why don't we get out of here?
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For real, chica? Well, then I feel pretty motherfuckin' good if I have sent some smiles right down the miracle railway express to you, and laughs are like the icing atop the mirthful cake.
[ He looks at their hands. Quirks his head. Grins again and makes a little 'honk' noise. ]
Alright, where we all be goin', huh? ... Oh, wait, huhuhuh, I remember now. I got all my rememberin' goin' on. Yea, let's get motherfuckin' goin', Nep.
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