STAAAAAIRS...

[pchaaair]

Characters: TAVROS AND ANYONE THAT WANTS TO JOIN IN? Mingle forever guys. Make new threads and respond to other threads as much as you want!!
Setting: The stairs.
Format: Starting with action, but I can match!
Summary: A katamari of people going down the stairs.
Warnings: ... Stairs. Lots of stairs.

[SO ANIMUS, how about those stairs? They're pretty painful to fall down sometimes, aren't they? Especially when a bunch of people (and trolls) get caught up in it.]

[ooc; SO HOW ABOUT THAT STAIR KATAMARI GUYS?]

Comments

[pchaaair]

[GAMZEE BROS DO NOT DO THIS TO EACH OTHER.]

... We, uh, fell.

[hemocidal.livejournal.com]

[what do you mean this is the height of brodom]

Woah, guess we motherfucking did. That was pretty amazing, man, you wanna do it again?

[pchaaair]

[MAYBE IN GAMZEE'S WORLD.

Tavros would rather show his broship in other ways!!]

... Not really, to be honest.

[hemocidal.livejournal.com]

Wooooooooooah, hold up.

[Gamzee spits something out

christ where did you get teeth that big HOLDS HIS TOOTH IT IN FRONT OF TAVS FACE]

Oh shit, look at this Tavbros, done up and fell out all by its fucking self!

[pchaaair]

[... Are you serious Gamzee. Are you really serious.

Wait, of course he is, he's stonerbro after all.]

I don't think it, um, fell out on its own, Gamzee.

[hemocidal.livejournal.com]

. . . Yeah, now that I be kinda thinkin', it sorta be sending the pain signals all up to my thinkpan.

[pchaaair]

I think the fall, err, did that.

[hemocidal.livejournal.com]

[grabs tav's horns like a motorcycle]

Don't worry man, I got your shit on lock. Gonna protect yo' head.

[pchaaair]

[.........................]

That's okay. I don't think my head needs protecting, so, it's okay.

[hemocidal.livejournal.com]

You sure, broll?

. . . That one ain't really working. Tried to be all combinin' troll and bro. Trobro?

[pchaaair]

Err, trobro could work, probably, I think.

[hemocidal.livejournal.com]

[FINALLY ROLLS OFF TAV'S HEAD.]

Be sounding like your head still all kinds of screwed on right, so guess you don't be needing me no more.

[pchaaair]

[GLAD TO HAVE THAT EXTRA WEIGHT OFF OF HIS HEAD.]

Uh... I guess that I appreciate the thought, so, um, thank you.

[hemocidal.livejournal.com]

[blank stare





blank stare








blank stare]

Everythin' tastes like motherfucking blood.

[pchaaair]

[... that's our gamzee...]

Uh... well, that is something that happens when you lose a tooth.

[hemocidal.livejournal.com]

[Everything he says next comes out like garbled honking because hes got a hand stuck in his mouth.]

[pchaaair]

[ANOTHER DAY IN THE LIFE OF BEING GAMZEE'S BRO.

He is trying to pull his hand out now because that can't be good.]

[hemocidal.livejournal.com]

[ITS SO SLOBBERY AND GROSS SORRY BRO

With a honk, Gamzee tumbles a little farther down]

[pchaaair]

[GAMZEE...]

Uh-- hey, you should be careful.

[hemocidal.livejournal.com]

Tavbro, if I motherfucking kick it, you can have my horns!

[pchaaair]

I don't think that, um, you will kick it, or anything like that.

[hemocidal.livejournal.com]

[laying on the stairs and honking mournfully]

[pchaaair]

Gamzee...?