CHARACTERS:
faygot & a whole lot of friends victims.
location: Carnival
WHEN: Midnight 14/03
status: Closed
STYLE: Starting off in third, will match yours after.
note: will include depictions of violence, possible gore, physical and mental torment, and death. Proceed with caution.
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The sixth joker's card - Wraith )
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"listen to that.
WILL YOU MOTHERFUCKING
listen to that.
FUCKING GUTTERBLOOD THINKS SHE CAN ORDER US.
what a laugh.
WHAT A MOTHERFUCKING JOKE."
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"You're the joke, you useless sack of shit. I told Karkat to kill you weeks ago, but I guess he was too stupid to listen. Come on, asshole, let's dance already."
She rolled the dice, getting a perfect 8^8 because of her near impeccable luck. Out of the million choices, it stopped to Guillotine de la Marquise. The device began to appear around Gamzee's neck, and the blade was ready to descend.
Wow, this sure was easy!
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He just had one of those moments. What... was he even watching? What had happened? Vriska had left a message on his voicemail about leaving, so... he followed her. Silently, slipped out of the dorms, and ran into Gamzee and her fighting. That was the first unexpected thing.
The second was seeing the cerulean blood come from his friend. ]
V... Vriska?
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will you look at that.
HEHEHE.
looking for something?
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It's... now registering that Gamzee has killed Vriska to him, and... after the message she left him? It sounded like she was going to die. But... he didn't honestly believe it. That someone who he'd sensed as powerful as her would die so easily. He didn't know what had happened just now, or what to even do.
This was Gamzee. Gamzee. The really chill bro he'd met who he thought would be friends with... and he was killing Vriska.
His friend. Two friends, fighting each other.
Didn't it always come down to that, in the end? Would he be a killer like this? So many thoughts were racing right now that he didn't know what to do, beyond stand there. And stare. ]
Y-you...
[ You've... killed her. And it wasn't even her time or out of mercy. Why?
If he'd been thinking straight, he would have known better. He WOULD have--should have--changed to defend himself. But... this was Gamzee, and that was the body of his friend over there, being desecrated without any care whatsoever. He was so lost right now. What ( ... )
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It didn't begin to cause her panic until she realized that while she didn't know where she was, she wasn't alone anymore. ]
Uhm.. [ Tentatively, she spoke with a grin on her face; surely, Gamzee was still the Gamzee she knew, right? After all- Karkat was just a little worrycat and Sollux was Gamzee's moirail and there was still sopor slime in the Nostalgia Nook. There wasn't anything to be afraid of, right? ]
Hi, TC! Are you enjoying the carnival?
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HAVING THE MOTHERFUCKING
time of my life.
[He smiles at her, but it is the kind of smile that does not touch his eyes. He extends a hand at her like he is not wearing Vriska's bloodied hoodie and the scarf he stole off of Ryoji.]
do you want
TO PLAY A MOTHERFUCKING GAME
with me?
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... Uhm...
What.. kind of game?
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What the hell was going on and why?
"Gamzee!?"
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CHECK IT OUT.
heh.
EVEN NOTHING
can't resist
THE MOTHERFUCKING CARNIVAL."
Gamzee sat perched on one of the lowest gondolas of the Ferris Wheel. Already he had done some collecting. His usual outfit was complimented with Vriska's torn and blood-stained hoodie. A yellow scarf, stolen from Ryoji, was wrapped carelessly around his neck, and a familiar blue cat hat was pulled over his hair, showing off his snapped-in-two horns.
A clown without horns. What a sad sight.
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Just by giving the troll a clear once-over, it was pretty clear that others besides those two humans were injured--maybe... Maybe worse. He registered the hints of blue, remembering what Gamzee had said about blood colors; Vriska's? Yeah. It had to be. He remembered the hoodie. The other items however were foreign to him.
"Actually, scratch that. What the hell did you do?"
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[But now he had the sense somebody was following him. He couldn't be certain, but...was that a honk in the distance? And now that he was listening, he could hear a faint scream as well.]
Who's there?
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SOME WHO HAS FINALLY FUCKING REALIZED
who he is meant to be
AND WHAT HE IS MEANT TO DO.
[Gamzee slunk forward from the shadows, and if Yomiel had any knowledge of troll blood colours, then the vivid blue and green stains on his clothes should be more than obvious. And if that was not enough, there were the trophies he had collected from the ones he had met before -- Vriska's hoodie, Ryoji's scarf, Nepeta's hat.]
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What are you talking about?
[At first, the splatters of color seemed to be nothing more than specks of paint...but that hoodie. He had seen it on Vriska once, hadn't he? There was no way Vriska would have given that over willingly, Yomiel was certain of it.]
[What had happened to her?]
...Who are you?
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