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Post by calculatedflame on Feb 12, 2013 22:21:12 GMT -5
Dave sighed, sitting down at the computer in discuss. He started to look up satires of the dark carnival.
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Post by aberrantarbiter on Feb 12, 2013 22:26:15 GMT -5
Gamzee went back to attempting to study happily.
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Post by calculatedflame on Feb 12, 2013 22:47:39 GMT -5
Dave surfed for a while, watching videos, reading comics. Finally, he found some satirical group called "Troll Insane Clown Posse". They were genius. Smugly, Dave turned to Gamzee and said, "Do you want to see this video? Think it'd interest you."
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Post by aberrantarbiter on Feb 12, 2013 22:51:22 GMT -5
Gamzee glanced over, cocking his head curiously. "Uhh... haha, sure, motherfucker, ain't there no harm. What's it all about?"
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Post by calculatedflame on Feb 12, 2013 22:53:19 GMT -5
Dave smirked. "I've been looking around for more info on your dark carnival deal. It's making a lot more sense to me now. And I think I found your messiahs."
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Post by aberrantarbiter on Feb 12, 2013 22:57:58 GMT -5
Gamzee blinked again, mouth falling into a little "o" shape. "Shit, motherfucker, what's doing that wicked pious noise all up and being over there for? Give to me straight that motherfucking little miracle all what's in itself." He made grabby hands towards the computer.
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Post by calculatedflame on Feb 12, 2013 23:01:13 GMT -5
Dave passed the laptop over, trying to curb his smug expression. He didn't want to give away his play yet. He couldn't wait to see Gamzee's reaction.
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Post by aberrantarbiter on Feb 12, 2013 23:09:18 GMT -5
Gamzee took the husktop and hit play.
The progression of events seemed to happen slower than they actually were. His expression of excitement and amazement slid off his face, replaced by what seemed like confusion. He stared at the screen, jaw closing and eyes slowly narrowing as the song progressed.
Was this what it really seemed like to everyone else? Two fucking lowbloods dancing around in clown paint and oversized clothes, babbling nonsense about feeding a pelican and almost getting your phone stolen being miracles? It hit him like a brick wall that yes, this was exactly what it seemed like.
His mind was suddenly filled with pure, platonic hatred. For the motherfuckers that made this, for the human that spoiled this for him. His fingers tensed around the bioware, and suddenly it smashed against the wall, the speakers cutting off mid-word. There was something more than rage in his eyes as he stared at the destroyed husktop.
His eyes turned to Dave.
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Post by calculatedflame on Feb 12, 2013 23:14:11 GMT -5
Dave smirked as he watched Gamzee, not the video, seeing his expression fall. Served him right. Then he saw something in Gamzee's eyes that made him take a step back and reach for a sword he didn't have. The crash of the husktop made him jump. Then Gamzee faced him and Dave could see the utter hatred in his eyes. Not like kismesistude, he had seen what that looked like. This was complete, I-want-to-kill-you hatred. His self-preservation instincts kicked in and he ran for the door, which was thankfully unlocked, throwing it open and running like hell.
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Post by aberrantarbiter on Feb 12, 2013 23:25:41 GMT -5
Gamzee practically roared, chasing after the human. He was right at his heels but just unable to catch him, and a knot tightened in his gut. His mouth was open, revealing two sets of impossibly large, sharp teeth.
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Post by calculatedflame on Feb 12, 2013 23:37:32 GMT -5
Dave didn't know how to navigate this place. He just made random turns, hoping to throw Gamzee off his trail. But he was always right behind him. Dave's heart was pounding in his chest as he went right, straight, right, right, left, right, straight, right... And a dead-end. He pounded his fists against the wall he almost ran into, then started to turn to face Gamzee.
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Post by aberrantarbiter on Feb 13, 2013 16:24:40 GMT -5
Gamzee's rage had surpassed hate or anger. Uncontrolled wrath shone in his eyes, staining them a deep orange instead of the healthy goldenrod they were supposed to be. He lashed out, grabbing on to Dave.
"Honk."
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Post by calculatedflame on Feb 13, 2013 17:05:53 GMT -5
Dave froze when Gamzee grabbed him, eyes wide behind his taped-up shades. He was going to die. This troll was completely insane. He didn't want to die. He reached for a sword he didn't carry, then balled his fists, prepared to go down fighting.
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Post by aberrantarbiter on Feb 13, 2013 22:12:47 GMT -5
Gamzee's grin widened, surpassing normal troll limits and threatening to tear from the strain. He grabbed Dave's face with one long-fingered, bony hand and shoved it back against the wall.
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Post by calculatedflame on Feb 13, 2013 22:15:51 GMT -5
Dave's head spun, his shades going askew. He reached up to fix them, blinking and trying to get his bearings back.
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