3: Lost is the person who forgets his past.

[nos_servabit]

Characters: Young!Jacob and you all
Location: In the plaza
Time: Afternoon
Style: Whatever you want!
Status: Open!

[Hey, Vatheonites, there seems to be a young boy with blond hair and a very rugged look standing in the middle of the plaza, looking around with a worried glance.]

Mother! Where are you? Mother?

[He gazes upward at the "sky" seeing the island

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[20sweeps]

[> Bother this strange little boy with strange giant alien.]

You chill there, lil' dogg?

[That is coming from somewhere behind him and up. Way up. Looks like Gamzee might be setting some height records here. Height and hair records. And horn records. Oh this meeting is going to be fun.]

[listenstomom]

[Huh what was that voice OH MY GOD WHAT IS THIS HUGE CREATURE SOMEBODY HELP ME AHHHHHHH]

[Don't mind Jacob, he'll just be backing up in terror, wishing he had his handmade spear around. WHAT IS THIS.]

W-who are you?! What are you?

[20sweeps]

Ah, shit. It's cool. I ain't gonna be harshing you, lil' bro.

[Gamzee holds up his hands, though the fact that those are hugs and each finger tipped with a sharp claw possibly might not win him any trust.]

I'm Gamzee. I'm like a fuckin' troll. I thought all the motherfuckers in this hood up and knew what is motherfuckin' what when it comes to that shit.

[They were not exactly underground. Well. Eridan was. Sort of.]

[listenstomom]

You-you're going to eat me, aren't you?

[He just boggles at Gamzee, not understanding half the words he is using. All he knows is that there is a large thing with horns and claws walking towards him and he is in trouble.]

Please don't eat me!

[20sweeps]

[Gamzee's eyes widen, staring at this little human wriggler.]

Ah, I ain't all gonna grub on you, lil' bro. I done ate my motherfuckin' breakfast.