8th Shard

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Characters: Link (WW), Linebeck, and Gamzee
Setting: Cafeteria
Format: Action because I'm lazy.
Summary: Link has friends and he wants his friends to meet his friends SO THEY CAN ALL BE FRIENDS c8
Warning: Gamzee, probably lots of cussing, also drugs. AKA pies and whiskey. This kid has some bad friends.

[Just dragging Gamzee to the cafeteria, doop doop

And by that I mean - Link's told Linebeck earlier to wait for them there, so he can introduce them!! It'd be best if they got this over with anyway; Linebeck doesn't seem like the kind who'd take to trolls on his own, after all, and Gamzee's really....
Excitable. With new people.

So mediating's probably best right now!!! Sure, the cafeteria's probably not the best place for it - but it's the only place he knows is REALLY safe.
Of course, on the way there, Link probably got covered in Gamzee's facepaint again and is riding around on his shoulders like usual. But that's beside the point!!
Because here they are, Linebeck - facepaint and all, with Link giving the captain a wave from his friends shoulders.]

Captain Linebeck, we're here!

Comments

[chickenofthesea]

[Linebeck is waiting. OH THE WAITING HE IS DOING. He has himself a sandwich (partially eaten) and a bottle of whiskey (partially drunk). Actually, his head is down on the table. He's tired. It's hard to sleep when your room mates are fucking psychopaths.

He's not snoring, not at all.

He sputters and snorts when he hears his name]

Huh? ALL HANDS ON... huh... Wuh... who... [looking around, then blearily spotting Link....

and a grey boy with horns.






...


Linebeck rubs his eyes. This is the weirdest pink elephant he's ever seen.]

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[A wide grin cracks over the clown-boy's face as Linebeck stirs and looks their way. It's true, his facepaint is shot to hell and he probably looks like something out of a nightmare to a person who's never been acquainted with a troll before. Well, today's your lucky day, Linebeck! Time to meet the most obnoxious one of them all!]

The fuck is uuuup, motherfucker!?

[Despite the overwhelming vulgarities, the enormous, tangled mass of hair, and the crazy height on this boy only around thirteen, Gamzee's tone was sleepy and innocent, and he raised a gray, clawed hand to wave at the man perched at the table. He continued his slow walk over to meet him, already comfortable to the familiar weight of Link on his shoulders and horns.]

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[Link can't help letting out a small, boyish giggle at Linebeck's reaction, standing up on Gamzee's shoulders to get a good look at his face.]

You fell asleep while waiting, didn't you, Linebeck?
That's okay!

Captain, I want you to meet Gamzee! He's one of my best friends here, and he's really nice, even if he can look kinda scary.

[chickenofthesea]

[The trail of "fucks" doesn't even register to Linebeck. He's too busy staring at... that... lanky..... monster thing............ Horns. Claws. Teeth. War paint. That is definitely a monster. Definitely. But Link is just... hanging out with him?!!!!

WHAT IS THIS MADNESS. He turns his gaping fish-out-of-water look to Link, briefly, then back to Gamzee]

Gam... zee.... and... what is he, exactly.

[Because he LOOKS like something that eats humans for lunch. ]

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[LINEBECK IT IS NOT WAR PAINTKASLDFJLK. Gamzee's eyes narrow as he smirks a nasty little smirk, evidently entertained by Linebeck's reaction. He may be a strung out idiot, but he's still a troll - more vicious than humans by nature, and he was getting a kick out of freaking this guy out. Sleepy guy seemed like a dope motherfucker.]

He is a motherfucking troll, yo. Ain't you ever gotten your pinky glancestubs on someone what's to be lookin' all like a brother up in this Tower bitch before?

[There were a large number of trolls here, to be sure. It was actually kind of surprising Linebeck hadn't managed to run into one of them yet. Until now, Gamzee guessed. He was certainly going to be an interesting introduction to his race.]