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caughtinanetwork2013-04-21 07:52 pm
420) wrote in caughtinanetwork2013-04-21 07:52 pm
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♑ > Gamzee and bottle borough
[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.
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.
action;
... 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?
action;
[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.