06-19-2017, 04:16 PM
There was a bit of rumbling gurgling that sounded vaguely like a monster, a monster that wanted very much to be fed.
"Food. I need some foods, dudes," Gamzee moaned, his pace slowing ever so slightly.
He vaguely spied the silhouette of a tree just about thirty yards or so down the road. Tree means fruit. Fruit means food. Food means...
Food.
The clown picked up the pace a bit, almost stumbling for lack of feeling in his right foot. But he needed the foodstuffs. By the time he reached the tree, he could see little red orbs hanging from the branches, each of them with a dull shine from the waxing sunlight. With a hearty 'fuck yeah!', Gamzee rubs his hands together and crouches low, preparing for a beautiful leap of faith for food. He is rewarded with his efforts - with a mouth full of grass.
He sputters out dirt and greenery, swearing at his motherfucking banged up leg. Which, gives him the idea of banging up the tree. The troll summons a deuce club in his right hand and gets to swinging.
Suddenly, it's raining apples. Gamzee laughs, the happiest he's been since meeting his new lil' blue sis. He gathers up a couple apples, the spoils of war. Then, he promptly sits on his ass and leans against the tree. His head makes a pleasant *thonk* against the trunk of the tree as he reclines, which causes a pleasantly wrapped package to fall from the branches above. It lands squarely in his lap. Huh. Does he dare say it?...
He do. He do dare.
"Motherfuckin' miracle."
"Food. I need some foods, dudes," Gamzee moaned, his pace slowing ever so slightly.
He vaguely spied the silhouette of a tree just about thirty yards or so down the road. Tree means fruit. Fruit means food. Food means...
Food.
The clown picked up the pace a bit, almost stumbling for lack of feeling in his right foot. But he needed the foodstuffs. By the time he reached the tree, he could see little red orbs hanging from the branches, each of them with a dull shine from the waxing sunlight. With a hearty 'fuck yeah!', Gamzee rubs his hands together and crouches low, preparing for a beautiful leap of faith for food. He is rewarded with his efforts - with a mouth full of grass.
He sputters out dirt and greenery, swearing at his motherfucking banged up leg. Which, gives him the idea of banging up the tree. The troll summons a deuce club in his right hand and gets to swinging.
Suddenly, it's raining apples. Gamzee laughs, the happiest he's been since meeting his new lil' blue sis. He gathers up a couple apples, the spoils of war. Then, he promptly sits on his ass and leans against the tree. His head makes a pleasant *thonk* against the trunk of the tree as he reclines, which causes a pleasantly wrapped package to fall from the branches above. It lands squarely in his lap. Huh. Does he dare say it?...
He do. He do dare.
"Motherfuckin' miracle."
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