We're doin' this bro! We're making this happen!
Who: John, Eridan, THE MOST IMPORTANT CHARACTER Gamzee, and now NAPOLEON GLUBFISH
Where: Route 30
When: Evening of the 23rd
Summary: Eridan is retarded and got lost. GAMZEE AND JOHN TO THE RESCUEEEEEE
Rating: PG-13 for language.
It had only been what seemed like a few minutes since Gamzee had talked to Eridan over the pokegear. The poor sea dweller was lost somewhere in the forest along Route 30. Gamzee wasn't sure why Eridan went all off and got himself lost, but that wasn't what was important. No what was important was finding his bro before he turned into a frozen fish stick. That was not something he was all up in willing to let happen--even if his memory, or maybe lack there of delayed him a bit. Like a few hours.
He had wondered around Cherrygrove trying to remember what he was suppose to be doing. Once it had dawned on him, he searched the small town for a certain goof-tooth boy, because even Gamzee knew this was not a feat the poor juggalo could handle alone. Not to mention man, he had invited the guy to join him in traveling anyways. Who remembered Aradia and Vriska? NOOOOT GAMZEE! :o)
Once Gamzee was successful in finding the prankmaster, and explaining the situation best his memory would allow, which was something like "Gosh motherfucker I knew I needed to be doing something all up in some woods or something. But I fucking forgot. I think Eridan wants me to go there. Maybe it's for some sweet motherfuckin berries. Who knows!" they gathered what supplied they needed, or more so, maybe John did, Gamzee was not a preparing type of person. Even though an angry remnant of a voice seemed to be trying to remind him to do otherwise; blissfully he ignored it and made his way into the chilling woods to find their fishstick.
Where: Route 30
When: Evening of the 23rd
Summary: Eridan is retarded and got lost. GAMZEE AND JOHN TO THE RESCUEEEEEE
Rating: PG-13 for language.
It had only been what seemed like a few minutes since Gamzee had talked to Eridan over the pokegear. The poor sea dweller was lost somewhere in the forest along Route 30. Gamzee wasn't sure why Eridan went all off and got himself lost, but that wasn't what was important. No what was important was finding his bro before he turned into a frozen fish stick. That was not something he was all up in willing to let happen--even if his memory, or maybe lack there of delayed him a bit. Like a few hours.
He had wondered around Cherrygrove trying to remember what he was suppose to be doing. Once it had dawned on him, he searched the small town for a certain goof-tooth boy, because even Gamzee knew this was not a feat the poor juggalo could handle alone. Not to mention man, he had invited the guy to join him in traveling anyways. Who remembered Aradia and Vriska? NOOOOT GAMZEE! :o)
Once Gamzee was successful in finding the prankmaster, and explaining the situation best his memory would allow, which was something like "Gosh motherfucker I knew I needed to be doing something all up in some woods or something. But I fucking forgot. I think Eridan wants me to go there. Maybe it's for some sweet motherfuckin berries. Who knows!" they gathered what supplied they needed, or more so, maybe John did, Gamzee was not a preparing type of person. Even though an angry remnant of a voice seemed to be trying to remind him to do otherwise; blissfully he ignored it and made his way into the chilling woods to find their fishstick.