(Preshow) Registration (Where you Sign up IC)

[Gamzee Makara]

Continuing from Pale Moors Aftermath

Gamzee scritches the back of his head with the pen the nice blue haired chick lent him, almost getting it stuck in his massive curls. Yanking it free, he tries to focus on this registration form. It's kind of a pain. Mainly because he doesn't understand half the questions. Some of them weren't very clear, others didn't really make a lot of sense in general to him. What does dismemberment even mean? Gamzee thought sign ups were free, Straz didn't say a damn thing about having to pay for a membership.

"Ya done, hun?" The attendant asked the alien after organizing all of Strazio's paperwork.

She continued to noisily smack away at her chewing gum, blowing a lil pink bubble every so often. Gamzee can't remember the last time he had gotten to enjoy a pack of bubble gum, and watching the young girl savor that chewy, sugary flavor bomb made his mouth water. Gamzee's gum fantasy was interrupted by the girl snapping her fingers in front of his face a couple of times.

"C'mon cutie, you're holdin' up the line," She says with a slight lilt to her voice. The boy swerved his head around to see that there was, in fact, no one in line behind he and his mentor.

"Uh yeah sorry, Miss. Here ya go," Gamzee says, sheepishly sliding his papers to her.

She licks her thumb and flips through the several pages, making sure he filled everything out correctly. She wrinkles her nose up once upon reading something - there's no telling what - before sliding his stack next to the mage's.

"Okey-dokey, then. So this is your first time entering the competition, yeah? What's your name, hon?"

"Gamzee Motherfucking Makara," The boy says with a little wave, as if addressing a crowd. The girl blinks.

"I-Is Motherfucking a middle name?"

"I mean if you want it to be, sure. It's just something I say, man. I was born with the miraculous moniker of Makara, and I feel like Motherfuckin' flows all nice like with that name, ya feel me?"

The attendant gives him a strange look.

"Right...Well how long have you been here in the Omniverse, Mister Makara?"

"How long has anyone been anywhere, man?"

"What? Okay, this is an interview. You can't just answer questions with more questions, hon. You gotta give me some real answers."

"I don't have any of the answers, sister. Every unanswered question is a miracle, after all."

Strazio slaps his apprentice lightly on the back of his head before giving him a solid piece of advice: "Answer her questions, moron. And tone down the motherfuckings." 

Gamzee gives him a thumbs up, before returning his attention to the blue haired girl. "Sorry miss, won't happen again."

"Riiiight...how long did you say you've been 'Verseside?"

"Iunno. Been a while. Been here since the Coliseum, I guess. That's the earliest thing I remember. But I've was here for a bit before that, too."

"Oh, so that's where I've seen your face. Didn't you and Mister Rockwell fight each other in the coliseum? And now you're entering into Dante's Abyss together? Is this some sort of rivalry or alliance?"

"Ah I mean its all in good fun for us. We're going in together but he's my mentor, see? So it's like some kinda lesson he's tryna teach me. We prolly ain't gonna partner up or nothing."

"Good fun? Lesson? These aren't words that one would typically use to describe a deadly event like Dante's Abyss," The attendant says, crossing her arms. She throws Strazio a wary glance. The girl covers her mouth and points nonchalantly at Gamzee, saying, "You sure this one has the cognitive stability to participate in the event, mister mentor?"

Strazio rolls his eyes, waving her off.

"Just what kinda person are you, hon?"

"Whoa, that shit got surprisingly existential. I mean, I guess I'm just some guy. Don't really know what to tell ya."

"Well, is there a particular reason you're participating in this event, aside from the request of your mentor?"

"Mmm...Never really thought about it. I guess to have fun and meet new friends."

"You realize that there will be a lot of fighting in Dante's Abyss right? Maybe even some killing?"

"Well shit, there ain't a better way to get to know someone!"

Huh. She never really thought of it that way. Probably because a sane person never would.

"Well, considering you've been in the Omniverse for a while, do you have a place of residence here or an occupation? Anything like that?"

"I guess my home away from home is Ambrosia. Cute lil town. I just feel really at peace there, ya feel me? In fact, I owe my allegiance to Mistress Guu."

"Guu as in the Dataverse personality and founder of Ambrosia?"

"That's the one, yeah."

"That's some pretty serious clout, hon. Would you be representing her or Ambrosia in Dante's Abyss?"

"I mean...Am I allowed to? I dunno, I didn't really think talk it over with Mistress Guu. If you uh, get a hold of her and she all up and clears it yeah I'm down. Anything for her and Ambrosia."

"Yeah sure, I'm actually required to now that you've mentioned it. Syntech is pretty serious about the sponsorship stuff. I'll see what I can do about getting in touch with her. Alternatively, you could also use the Dataverse Devices in the library to ask her yourself. Anyways, this has been an interview. Sorta. Good luck, cutie. You'll need it."

She was pretty sure this poor little soul was gonna get eaten alive.