420-2 ♑ [four hundred twentieth honk part two: electric boogaloo]

[hystericull]

Characters: Gamzee and everyone angsting post-Rebellion. And also YOU.
Setting: Media floor.
When: April 20th.
Format: Action.
Summary: THIS IS A MINGLING POST! It's basically a free-for-all, depending on who's down to celebrate a little 4/20. Even if you aren't down (with the clown, or the green, or both), it'll be a good place to see everyone and get your mind off of the horrid aftermath of the Rebellion event. You can make your own top-level post or comment to others'.
Warnings: Gamzee... also drugs hooray! But that's not mandatory.

[Lining the dorm halls and scattered about the staircase are signs that read: free fuckin magic pie on the media floor. :o)]





[If you happened to pick up one of the carelessly-strewn-about scraps of paper, or even if you unknowingly made your way to the media floor, you'd find pie tins everywhere. They were filled to the brim with some heinous-looking green slime. It looks like whoever was dishing this stuff out eventually ran out of pie tins, and ended up using cups to try and pass the rest of the stuff off as smoothies.]

[Other than the mess of movies and games all over the floor, and several TVs blaring whatever movie happened to be left in its player - the level was as normal as it ever was. Bits of slime were dropped on the ground and the couches, but it wasn't as messy as it could be.]

[On one of the couches, however, was draped a rather gangly boy. He had a half-devoured pie tin on his stomach and his head bent back over the arm of the couch. Beyond him lay a few stray tins - all obviously downed already. It was pretty hard to tell if he was sleeping or not, by the slits those yellow eyes of his had become, but once in a while they'd flick lazily back and forth and he'd smack his tongue around his mouth like he'd forgotten it was there.]

Pie's on the fuckin' house to all motherfucker's what all up and feel like they 'bout to get their asses a prime fuckin' bawwfest on 'bout shit what I ain't wanting to hear no more about.

[He'll tell you as you step off onto the floor. If you're feeling brave, you can go ahead and take a tin or a cup of slime. Once ingested, it acts as a strong mix of a hallucinogenic and sedative drug. You'll feel endlessly happy, see all sorts of colors, stare at the TV screens, laugh until you cry, etc. Or, you know, laze on a couch like a useless potato.]

[If drugs ain't your thing, Gamzee's open to preaching and also interrogation and/or chiding. Or, you can totally ignore him and go interact with someone else. He's happy just watching like a creep. Though, he won't be the one to actually tell you they're drugs, so it can be a happy surprise, as well.]

[OOC: If you want to thread with Gamzee, I'll have a thread for him down below. If you'd like to make a top-level comment for your character, go right ahead. If you want to totally ignore Gamzee and tag into other people's threads instead, be my guest! Have awkward, slime-enduced happy shenanigans all around. These kids need a damn pick-me-up, I swear.]

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[colorfulbrilliance]

[Meiling had been wandering about and found the signs on the staircase. She had been puzzled but at the same time, figured she could at least go check it out. After the past week..she really needed something to do to try and forget about it for now.

So when she arrives on the floor, her confusion is easy to see, Although her expression slightly brightens when she sees Gamzee. She had been meaning to try and find him for a while now but..She just couldn't either find him or was too busy dealing with other things.]

I'm guessing this was your idea? It's been a while.

[hystericull]

[Confusion is an expression he's used to, so don't sweat it. Not that he would even recognize that expression right now, anyway. He's really far gone as a result of the numerous pies he'd already scarfed down, but a glimmer of faint recognition crosses his face.]

Ahhh, fuuuck...

[You can practically hear those rusty cogs turning in his rotten brain.]

You the homegirl what went all the fuck downstairs with us motherfuckers.

[The grin on his face is so wide, it's obvious he's impressed with himself for remembering.]

How the fuck you been up at, yo? Pop a squat with a brother and tell at him 'bout all that noise.

[He pats the space on the couch next to him. Even though he was laying down, he was thin enough to have some room for her to park herself if she desired.]

[colorfulbrilliance]

[That confusion turns into a smile as she heads over and takes a seat in the open bit of couch that she found, it helps that even thought she is mostly muscle, she is skinny as well. It takes her a moment to figure out what exactly was being sad before ]

I was there, yes. Although it didn't quite end as well as I hoped.

[She shakes her head at the memory before just giving a bit of a sad smile.]

I've been around..Mostly on the Graveyard floor tending to the graves of my fam-...friends. Trying to figure out what to do now I guess.

[She really didn't have much to say..other then that and dealing with the Admin's experiments and crazy ideas.]

[hystericull]

[Gamzee's smile was sort of vague and unfocused. It was mostly the copious amounts of sopor slime that he'd indulged in previously, but some of it was a result of her mentioning the graveyard. He'd never really been there before, up until recently. Two of the most important people in his life had vanished from the Tower at the same time, and ruefully traversing the graveyard had yielded one of the two names. It was something he didn't want to think about, but something he couldn't not think about. Unless he had enough slime in him. That is what he was shooting for, today.]

Best thing for a grieving sister be to motherfuckin' join' her wicked brother in the partaking of the mirthful and motherfucking wickedest of treats and eats ain't no one what ain't from where I'm from all ever got their see on of, you dig, girl?

[He grinned like a dope, holding up his tin of slime for added effect.]

[colorfulbrilliance]

[Again, she is quiet, slowly puzzling out once more exactly what was being said. She's from a place where time has them barely in the 18th century if that, so slang and other methods of speaking still caught her off guard.

But the offer was tempting, but..what exactly was it?]

What is it exactly? I mean....It looks wonderful but...

[Wary youkai is wary. This tower has her just not trusting a good 90% of the things she encounters now.]

mass subject line saying i'm hiatusing and will be back 5/20! ♥

[hystericull]

[Gamzee gives her a knowing nod, grinning from ear to ear.]

Girl, you ain't gotta all motherfucking get your worry on none 'bout the toxicity of some and such sustenances I got all to be up and offering at you.

[Tempting? Yes, good. Have another wiggle of that slime in your face.]

I baked it all my motherfuckin' self.

And now for Extreme backtagging the game (Not really)

[colorfulbrilliance]

[Meiling is honestly curious but at the same time...

It takes a moment before she sighs a bit and just decides to go with it, She'll try a little bit and stop at that. It should be fine right? WHAT'S THE WORST THAT COULD HAPPEN?]

I can try a bit of it. It won't hurt with that.

[She nods a bit and takes a small bit from the one being waved in her face because okay, seriously, that's my nose there. Looking over once, she eats it, eyes shut for the moment.]