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[The first thing the video shows is a lot of bottles of soda, countless of bottle of shitty sugar drink stuck in the sand, most full, but some partway empty already. All the colours are just mixed together, cream soda next to fruit punch next to moon mist. It would be a glorious social commentary on the state of the world if it wasn't just basically a display of sugar and corn syrup in plastic bottles arranged by a demented clown.

Gamzee is seated behind his bottle horde, legs crossed, and looking every bit as relaxed as he always does. As if there is absolutely nothing going on. A little bit behind him sits a pile of horns. He's pulling out all the stops here.]

Aight, I got my understanding on here at the fuckin' fact being that a load of you motherfuckers are feeling that motherfuckin' unrestfulness all up in your husks I guess over what has been going the fuck down. But damn, motherfucker, I tell you ain't nothing the fuck what you gotta be having those worries at, okay? It's not important. Just gotta keep your nug right on your motherfuckin' shoulders. Stuff'll be okay, it always will be. There's miracles coming up, I just know it.

But shit, I still just can't up and abide by seeing my good motherfuckin' bros feeling so motherfuckin' disrelaxed. That just fuckin' gets me right the fuck in here, you know.

[He touches his chest, before reaching in front of him to pick up a bottle of faygo, holding it up.]

So see, I'm making you bros a fine fuckin' deal. Only the finest motherfucking elixir for helping motherfuckers refind their chillness again and a righteous pile for hitting your motherfuckin' zone on at. A dude'd have to motherfuckin' panrot to be lettin' shit like this go for free, right? That's easy 420 boonies worth of platitude what I am offering here, haha, maybe even 421, cause fuck I just don't all know where I'm gonna be getting more elixir when I'm all out, you know what I'm saying?

[Cause yes, that the major concern here.]

But for all your fine-ass peeps, I'm willing to up and let this stuff go for free. Wouldn't feel right to make you dudes pay, right? So any of you bros what does feel up for it, just all come on down at Gamzee's motherfuckin' land of chilling and relaxing and we is gonna have us a motherfuckin' blast here.

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What are you doing?

[ No, seriously, what is this? What is this weird stoned creature doing? ]

There are children here, you know! I don't care what you do in private, but that's just completely inappropriate.

[ Because it sure does not sound like a guy selling horrible soda, so there's got to be something else to it. Liquor? Drugs? She has no idea. ]

[No, the drugs are in the pies, get with the program, Miss Marie, gosh!

The reaction makes him slightly unsure though because wtf. He's just... handing out faygo. There is nothing wrong with that, right? Sharing stuff with your good bros, that's just motherfuckin' friendly.]

Uuuhh. Wasn't all aware of doing nothing inappropriate here, sister.

How could you not be? You can't just freely advertise-- I don't know, drugs? Alcohol? Whatever you've got, it's not okay to be so open about like that.

[Drugs? Alcohol? Naw, his faygo is good but not that good.

He shakes his head a little.]

Naw, man, isn't nothing soporific about this motherfuckin' elixir here, honest. Just nothing but fuckin' friendship put in a bottle for bros to chill out and partake in together and get to bein' better friends like that.

[Because that sounds so trustworthy.]

[ Still not entirely sure what he's saying, but... ]

Are you sure? Because what you're describing doesn't sound like it's not not okay.

[That were a lot of negatives in one sentence there. Gamzee is actually slightly confused whether things are not okay or not okay.]

What if a sister gets herself on down here and you can have a taste. Then you can know for fuckin' sure ain't no harshnasties in my motherfuckin' elixir, only all what is good and fuckin' righteous.

[You know, sugar, corn syrup and horrible artificial flavouring.]

This... sounds like an awful idea.

[ She sighs. Someone had to investigate the weird druggie clown. ]

But there's simply no choice.

Great. You'll see, what a brother's pawning here ain't fuckin' bad at all.

[So cheerful despite her... everything. The whole attitude. All of it.]

I'm entirely sure that that won't help.

[Sure sounds like drugs.]

[Why does everybody keep thinking that, gosh!]

Awww, don't be like that, man. This shit's miracles, I swear to you.

[Because Gamzee seems high.]

True miracles come only from God.

[Gamzee is high. High on miracles.

And also drugs.]

Amen, brother. A-motherfuckin-men. I don't all know about your motherfuckin' god, but fuck if that's what you fuckin' believe, I can respect that.

[Somehow that doesn't actually feel like agreement to Ky, but he'll let it go.]

Can you also respect the wishes of people to want to keep their wits about them?

Bro, I'm down all with being motherfuckin' respectful of any shit what helps get a motherfucker's happy on.

Why?

You shouldn't be giving out drugs like this, is why.

What do you up and mean by that?

Your offer.

[His most disapproving voice:] The first hit is free?

[He has absolutely no idea what is going on but okay, just rolling with it.]

Hell naw, brother, that would be motherfuckin' unmannersome of me. You can have the whole bottle for free.

That's not the point at all!

Hey, if you want more than one fuckin' bottle that's cool too. You got wicked thirst, we gotta fuckin' quench that, you know? Can't be letting a bro hoof around all thirsting for it.

If I was thirsty, I would drink water.

[Ron wakes up, very confused, in a very unfamiliar place-- Under the sky? He thinks he hears the ocean nearby. Could you be back in California...?

But he still has the starfishy thing on his wrist, and it doesn't-- it doesn't quite feel like home, and the people here look kind of like the people he'd started to meet in Vatheon... and he didn't know anywhere in California where one was likely to wake up at the edge of a group of people sleeping outside, which was pretty weird!

Slowly, he wanders away from the random sleeping people, towards the sound of the sea, and all but stumbles across Gamzee, surrounded by bottles of soda and with a... pile of bike horns behind him?]

Ah... Gamzee? [His voice feels rusty, and he coughs, trying to clear it.] Sorry to bother you, but... where are we?

[The bike horns are essential.

Gamzee looks surprised for a moment, and then a smile as he recalls who this is. Hey, he hadn't seen him in ages. Had half a feeling like he had probably gone home, but he is happy to discover he hasn't.

He pats the sand next to him.]

Hey bro! Good to be fuckin' see you again. Come here, take a motherfuckin' load off those hooves and park your husk next to a motherfucker's.

Edited 2013-04-23 04:51 (UTC)

[That doesn't answer Ron's question at all!

... But, well, Gamzee has been rather nice before, and Ron is feeling a bit wobbly, like he's been asleep so long that his legs are wobbly-- which is silly, he can't have been asleep very long at all, could he?

He plants his husk on the sand next to the troll, with a wobbly kind of smile, and tells Gamzee,] It's nice to see you again, too. But, um...

[Ron really has no idea what's going on.]

I have no idea what's going on. What happened to the city?

You don't know?

[Man, even Gamzee knew what had been going down. Kinda. A little.]

Haha, I guess I'm not the only motherfucker what can get a bit all motherfuckin' zoned out.

...Where did all that soda come from.

It's all mine.

[Everybody brought some important items up from the bubble, right? Well... Gamzee brought along soda.]

I can see that.

[Sigh.]

What are you going to do when it runs out.

Huh. I guess I didn't all fuckin' really get to thinking on that.

[He looks at the bottle in his hand, almost solemnly.

Then a beat, and it is back to the relaxed, carefree grin along with a shrug.]

I bet it'll be fine though. Can't all up and worry about that stuff.

[Well, she does have to admire the kids carefree attitude. It's definitely refreshing.]

Lets hope so~. Maybe I should just teach you how to make your own sometime though finding the carbon dioxide and the flavoring might be an issue.

You can't make miracles. You all gotta wait for them to be given at you.

[Wow, this is pretty much heaven, isn't it? Shangri lol. Whatever the clown equivalent of nirvana is, Gamzee has pretty much transplanted it right here onto the island.

It's still missing something, in Kurloz's opinion. But that's all the more reason to go, so he can contribute, right? Right. So it's not long before he shows up at Gamzee's horn pile and soda fortress.]

[But. Horns! Soda! What could there possibly be missing?

By now Gamzee has sprawled out against his horn pile, idly sipping from a bottle of faygo. When he spots Kurloz, he greets him with a raised bottle and a cacophony of noise as the horns underneath him shift.]

Hey, my man. Good of you to all like drop the fuck by.

Edited 2013-04-26 02:39 (UTC)

[Other things to get high with, of course.

Kurloz approves of the horn pile completely, though. Honking horns are the best sound ever. In fact, he might even join Gamzee on that pile, if Gamzee hasn't taken up all of it.

He reaches out to snag one of the soda bottles for himself. Hey, Gamzee said they were there for everyone to share, right? Who better to share with then another believer?]

[Gamzee is intrigued and would like to sign up for this news letter for sure.

There is certainly enough space on the horn pile. It is a big pile after. Though with the two of them being as tall as they are, there might be a little less space than normal for two trolls chilling on this horn shangri-la, but they can make it work.

Gamzee certainly has no objections to Kurloz helping himself to a bottle of brew. In fact, all he does is hold up his own bottle so they may clink them together like proper gentletrolls.]

[The problem with indigos is that they are large. But that's okay! They're not trying to fit anyone else onto this pile anyway.

They are truly high-class trolls here. And Faygo is truly a high-class drink. Which is why they should be clinked together like this is the most fancy of clown soirees.

Kurloz, unfortunately, isn't going to drink a toast after that. It would just go all over his face.]

Edited 2013-04-28 17:08 (UTC)

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