[That makes two entirely livid trolls, then. Except one is fucking deranged with guilt and fury and delusions and apparently has no common sense left to tell him that engaging the Condesce is a Very Motherfucking Bad Idea.
Gamzee was covered head to toe in blood, having gotten a little carried away slaughtering his comrades, his enemies, and random passersby that were unfortunate enough to cross paths with him in the depths of his psychosis. Voices were roaring in his head and he was hopped up on adrenaline and also on nothing at motherfucking all for the first time since he could remember. It felt motherfucking great and it felt motherfucking terrible. The kind of terrible that you feel when all the secret perversions of your mind are attainable, which you'll realize is the best kind of terrible when you have your friends' torn out throats slipping through your motherfucking hands.
The adrenaline high grew worse as the body count, and his ego, skyrocketed. He should have prostrated himself before the Empress like a good little subjugglator. Should have swapped spit with the motherfucking floor like their fucking spaceship was going down. Instead, he twisted up his gnarled, split-open face into a putrid grin - all fangs and blood and saliva - calling out to the towering adult like the complete and utter maniac he'd become.]
Hold the motherfuck up, bitch.
[Whether or not she'd heard his soft-spoken request or had just chosen to ignore it was uncertain. However, the endless amounts of patience he'd once had had dropped to an alarming zero percent.]
I FUCKING TOLD YOU TO MOTHERFUCKING STOP, FILTHY MOTHERFUCKING FISHBROAD.
many men in the cathedral help me
Gamzee was covered head to toe in blood, having gotten a little carried away slaughtering his comrades, his enemies, and random passersby that were unfortunate enough to cross paths with him in the depths of his psychosis. Voices were roaring in his head and he was hopped up on adrenaline and also on nothing at motherfucking all for the first time since he could remember. It felt motherfucking great and it felt motherfucking terrible. The kind of terrible that you feel when all the secret perversions of your mind are attainable, which you'll realize is the best kind of terrible when you have your friends' torn out throats slipping through your motherfucking hands.
The adrenaline high grew worse as the body count, and his ego, skyrocketed. He should have prostrated himself before the Empress like a good little subjugglator. Should have swapped spit with the motherfucking floor like their fucking spaceship was going down. Instead, he twisted up his gnarled, split-open face into a putrid grin - all fangs and blood and saliva - calling out to the towering adult like the complete and utter maniac he'd become.]
Hold the motherfuck up, bitch.
[Whether or not she'd heard his soft-spoken request or had just chosen to ignore it was uncertain. However, the endless amounts of patience he'd once had had dropped to an alarming zero percent.]
I FUCKING TOLD YOU TO MOTHERFUCKING STOP, FILTHY MOTHERFUCKING FISHBROAD.