[The feed comes on to show a dark sky, the sound of rain in the background. Gamzee is sitting in the branch of a tree, soaked to the bone, facepaint running and mostly washed away. None of this seems to be bothering him much, and he's focused rather dispassionately on something held in his hands offscreen.]So is it just out of motherfuckin' ( Read more... )

[There's a gray face taking up a lot of the viewscreen all of a sudden, unpainted and curious. The owner is poking a finger at various places on the device. Enough movement should reveal to anyone watching a familiar shirt and horns, though the latter are smaller than usual ( Read more... )

[This hive makes so little sense. Someone clearly lives here, and it's the familiar air of this place that's kept him around in the first place, but even Gamzee's mess of a hive hadn't been set up this backwards ( Read more... )