08-16-2015, 01:44 AM
Gamzee and his new secondary, Karkat, have been walking for a while.
Like. A long while. An hour and a half or so, give or take.
Karkat is still reeling from the implications of his presence here. Oh man, everything must be going to shit on the meteor without him. His mind cannot even fathom the amount of chaos going down. Mass anarchy, mass shitty interspecies shipping, mass fruity rumpus parties. It has yet to hit the troll about the finality of this place. Thinking about the Omniverse and how it works only succeeds in making his head hurt. He supposes that that’s probably how Gamzee is so laid-back about the ramifications of all of this; he just doesn’t think about it. That’s probably why the clown is so laid-back about everything. He doesn’t think.
The tall, easy-going juggalo, to his credit, is contemplating absolutely jack-shit. He’s just doing his own thang, every now and then taking the time to talk to his buddy about some cool shit he’s sees in the thicket: a colourful plant, a tiny little critter, or just any old oddity. Miracles abound. Everything is clearer in the moonlight man.
It is such that, after an hour and a half of walking and one sided conversation, the duo walk through a bit of jungle that looks more...Orderly. The previously dense vegetation and overgrowth that blanketed the landscape was gone, and in its place were organized lines of different trees, most of which bore fruit. Fruit that the trolls had never seen before, certainly not on their home planet of Alternia. Their stomachs gurgled in unison. Neither of them had had anything to eat since they arrived in the Omniverse, and the sudden presence of this bounty was pretty tempting. But-
Oh God they’re already eating.
“Hey buddy, check this one out.”
“That thing looks suspiciously like a human phallus and I refuse to even consider putting it anywhere near my mouth.”
“Aw c’mon bro, it can’t be all that motherfucking bad.”
*chomp*
The fool troll takes a huge bite out of an unspoiled banana he found on the ground, peel and all. He chews it a little, seeming to savor it, and swallows.
“See? Shit’s not too damn bad. I mean, it ain’t faygo or nothin’, but it’s food!”
Karkat gives him a skeptical look, and then examines some of the trees. He finds a red, shiny apple on a low-hanging branch, and plucks it from the stem. He raises an eyebrow, and then holds the apple to his nose, sniffing it. Tentatively, the secondary takes a large chunk out of the apple.
*CHOMP*
He chews with more enthusiasm than he wanted to, but damn it has been so long since he had anything this savory and juicy to eat. Karkat blinks, and then looks down. Oh.
“Where’d the damn fruity thing go?”
Karkat looks up at his friend, who is staring at him with wide eyes and mouth agape.
“You ate that motherfucker up, yo! Haha do that wicked shit again!”
“Oh bullshit give me the apple back.”
The high-blood shrugs and points to another apple, closer to the ground than his fruity brethren.
“Hey man that was all you. Getcha another Kar-Bro!”
So the two make their way through the orchard, picking and chomping as they go, until the trees came to an end. Once the trees came to an end, the buildings began. And boy, were there buildings. Tall ones, squat ones. And a pink one. A very big, very odd, pink manse, that the two could see all the way from the outskirts.
"Gamzee, you didn't tell me we were going to a town."
"Uh...We were going to a town?"
"Well what would you call this collection of motley buildings and establishments?”
“Man I dunno. Could be a village. Don’t think it’s big enough to be called a city or anything though.”
“I don’t understand how you function. Your brain, it’s just not even there. It can’t be. If it was, you wouldn’t be saying the things you say. They literally require the absence of a brain.”
The laid-back troll shrugs and yawns, stretching his arms out high.
“Hey man, I just reply to them questions you be all throwing at me and junk. Damn I’m about tired though. Creating miracles from the miracles inside of you can take it out of you lemme tell you man.”
“Very little of that made sense, but at this point that’s all I can expect from you and this fucked up universe. But you have a point, it’s late and I’m exhausted. As long as this town isn’t full of things that’ll kill us, I say we stay here the night, and maybe see if anyone here can help us in the morning.”
“Sounds like a plan only my best bro could come up with.”
Like. A long while. An hour and a half or so, give or take.
Karkat is still reeling from the implications of his presence here. Oh man, everything must be going to shit on the meteor without him. His mind cannot even fathom the amount of chaos going down. Mass anarchy, mass shitty interspecies shipping, mass fruity rumpus parties. It has yet to hit the troll about the finality of this place. Thinking about the Omniverse and how it works only succeeds in making his head hurt. He supposes that that’s probably how Gamzee is so laid-back about the ramifications of all of this; he just doesn’t think about it. That’s probably why the clown is so laid-back about everything. He doesn’t think.
The tall, easy-going juggalo, to his credit, is contemplating absolutely jack-shit. He’s just doing his own thang, every now and then taking the time to talk to his buddy about some cool shit he’s sees in the thicket: a colourful plant, a tiny little critter, or just any old oddity. Miracles abound. Everything is clearer in the moonlight man.
It is such that, after an hour and a half of walking and one sided conversation, the duo walk through a bit of jungle that looks more...Orderly. The previously dense vegetation and overgrowth that blanketed the landscape was gone, and in its place were organized lines of different trees, most of which bore fruit. Fruit that the trolls had never seen before, certainly not on their home planet of Alternia. Their stomachs gurgled in unison. Neither of them had had anything to eat since they arrived in the Omniverse, and the sudden presence of this bounty was pretty tempting. But-
Oh God they’re already eating.
“Hey buddy, check this one out.”
“That thing looks suspiciously like a human phallus and I refuse to even consider putting it anywhere near my mouth.”
“Aw c’mon bro, it can’t be all that motherfucking bad.”
*chomp*
The fool troll takes a huge bite out of an unspoiled banana he found on the ground, peel and all. He chews it a little, seeming to savor it, and swallows.
“See? Shit’s not too damn bad. I mean, it ain’t faygo or nothin’, but it’s food!”
Karkat gives him a skeptical look, and then examines some of the trees. He finds a red, shiny apple on a low-hanging branch, and plucks it from the stem. He raises an eyebrow, and then holds the apple to his nose, sniffing it. Tentatively, the secondary takes a large chunk out of the apple.
*CHOMP*
He chews with more enthusiasm than he wanted to, but damn it has been so long since he had anything this savory and juicy to eat. Karkat blinks, and then looks down. Oh.
“Where’d the damn fruity thing go?”
Karkat looks up at his friend, who is staring at him with wide eyes and mouth agape.
“You ate that motherfucker up, yo! Haha do that wicked shit again!”
“Oh bullshit give me the apple back.”
The high-blood shrugs and points to another apple, closer to the ground than his fruity brethren.
“Hey man that was all you. Getcha another Kar-Bro!”
So the two make their way through the orchard, picking and chomping as they go, until the trees came to an end. Once the trees came to an end, the buildings began. And boy, were there buildings. Tall ones, squat ones. And a pink one. A very big, very odd, pink manse, that the two could see all the way from the outskirts.
"Gamzee, you didn't tell me we were going to a town."
"Uh...We were going to a town?"
"Well what would you call this collection of motley buildings and establishments?”
“Man I dunno. Could be a village. Don’t think it’s big enough to be called a city or anything though.”
“I don’t understand how you function. Your brain, it’s just not even there. It can’t be. If it was, you wouldn’t be saying the things you say. They literally require the absence of a brain.”
The laid-back troll shrugs and yawns, stretching his arms out high.
“Hey man, I just reply to them questions you be all throwing at me and junk. Damn I’m about tired though. Creating miracles from the miracles inside of you can take it out of you lemme tell you man.”
“Very little of that made sense, but at this point that’s all I can expect from you and this fucked up universe. But you have a point, it’s late and I’m exhausted. As long as this town isn’t full of things that’ll kill us, I say we stay here the night, and maybe see if anyone here can help us in the morning.”
“Sounds like a plan only my best bro could come up with.”
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-by Jade Harley
Never Falter in the Face of Infinity.
-Tearan Wover
-by Jade Harley
Never Falter in the Face of Infinity.
-Tearan Wover