♑ > Gamzee and bottle borough

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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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[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.

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[zipperlips]

[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?]

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[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.]

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[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.]