o04. [Action/Video]
[Action]
[Hello Cherrygrove, beautiful day right? That's what Gamzee thinks, but not just a beautiful day, no no a perfect day to spread his thoughts on miracles and love for face paint. Yes, Gamzee full on plans to add his pokemon into the ranks of juggalos. Yes, he found some face paint somewhere, probably the pokemart or something, and is now applying it to his Pokemon, Mr. Mime specifically.]
[Oh oh Gamzee is done, and what's this? Seems that Mr. Mime is pretty okay with this. Actually. Very okay... to the point it's slightly... Well... look.]
[Well what have we here? A little spinda without its face caked in clown make up? Why this is just motherfuckin unacceptable bros and brodettes, no see Gamzee needs to remedy this.]
[Though the poor Spinda doesn't know what to think of this new layer of juggalo all over its face. Though it isn't complaining just... it's very very confused. Gamzee seems to be okay though, his two bros are now like him, dressed to impress and waitin for miracles to show their mind blowin selves.]
[Except. Oh look who just came out of the pokemon center, none other than a traveling companion of Gamzee's, well maybe he didn't just come out, in fact he looks rather impatient. Almost like he's been there the whole time. Like he's been waiting and watching his ridiculous bro paint his pokemon's faces.]
[Maybe he's impatient because... because he too wants to be a bro with Gamzee, like maybe he also wants to feel the liberating relief that is accepting the miracles of the world and appreciating every one you get, even if it's as small as soda fizzing. This means it is Gamzee's duty to help a bro out.]
[Specifically by painting his face.]
[Video]
[The feed clicks on to show Gamzee's happy, relaxed and freshly painted face.]
Hello my motherfuckin bros and brodettes. I was wonderin if any of you could tell me how long a trip it is to the next town from here... Here which is uh... Fuck. [He ponders this for a few moments, looking a bit dazed as he does so... After a moment, he snaps out of whatever daydream he was apparently having and looks back to the camera] Oh motherfuck, my bad but Cherrygrove. I think I've been told before but I fuckin forgot.
[He pans the camera around to show his newly face-painted pokemon]
My bros and I are about to head out so it'd be nice to motherfuckin know how long the trip might be. [Though with Gamzee being the one traveling... Whatever it might be, will probably take way longer.]
((ooc: By the way, anyone in Cherrygrove who sees this happening, if you approach Gamzee he might give you a free face painting, one that reflects the faces of true juggalos.))
[Hello Cherrygrove, beautiful day right? That's what Gamzee thinks, but not just a beautiful day, no no a perfect day to spread his thoughts on miracles and love for face paint. Yes, Gamzee full on plans to add his pokemon into the ranks of juggalos. Yes, he found some face paint somewhere, probably the pokemart or something, and is now applying it to his Pokemon, Mr. Mime specifically.]
[Oh oh Gamzee is done, and what's this? Seems that Mr. Mime is pretty okay with this. Actually. Very okay... to the point it's slightly... Well... look.]
[Well what have we here? A little spinda without its face caked in clown make up? Why this is just motherfuckin unacceptable bros and brodettes, no see Gamzee needs to remedy this.]
[Though the poor Spinda doesn't know what to think of this new layer of juggalo all over its face. Though it isn't complaining just... it's very very confused. Gamzee seems to be okay though, his two bros are now like him, dressed to impress and waitin for miracles to show their mind blowin selves.]
[Except. Oh look who just came out of the pokemon center, none other than a traveling companion of Gamzee's, well maybe he didn't just come out, in fact he looks rather impatient. Almost like he's been there the whole time. Like he's been waiting and watching his ridiculous bro paint his pokemon's faces.]
[Maybe he's impatient because... because he too wants to be a bro with Gamzee, like maybe he also wants to feel the liberating relief that is accepting the miracles of the world and appreciating every one you get, even if it's as small as soda fizzing. This means it is Gamzee's duty to help a bro out.]
[Specifically by painting his face.]
[Video]
[The feed clicks on to show Gamzee's happy, relaxed and freshly painted face.]
Hello my motherfuckin bros and brodettes. I was wonderin if any of you could tell me how long a trip it is to the next town from here... Here which is uh... Fuck. [He ponders this for a few moments, looking a bit dazed as he does so... After a moment, he snaps out of whatever daydream he was apparently having and looks back to the camera] Oh motherfuck, my bad but Cherrygrove. I think I've been told before but I fuckin forgot.
[He pans the camera around to show his newly face-painted pokemon]
My bros and I are about to head out so it'd be nice to motherfuckin know how long the trip might be. [Though with Gamzee being the one traveling... Whatever it might be, will probably take way longer.]
((ooc: By the way, anyone in Cherrygrove who sees this happening, if you approach Gamzee he might give you a free face painting, one that reflects the faces of true juggalos.))