[It was still such a foreign feeling, being outside of his own body like this. Jason had done some pretty fucked up shit to him before, but nothing of this caliber. Gamzee wasn't one to stew in his weakness, however. At least not publicly. He'd screamed in agony twice now in front of this son of a bitch, and he didn't intend to embarrass himself further. It was time to stuff his anxiety down, and steel himself for whatever was next.]
Not quite all what I fuckin' meant when I motherfuckin' was up an' askin' on your ass to make me somethin' else.
[If soul orbs could scoff, then that statement would be followed by a soul-scoff. Keep up the attitude, Gamzee. It sure got you far before.]
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Not quite all what I fuckin' meant when I motherfuckin' was up an' askin' on your ass to make me somethin' else.
[If soul orbs could scoff, then that statement would be followed by a soul-scoff. Keep up the attitude, Gamzee. It sure got you far before.]