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Considering doing a retcon and giving Jarjammed another shot

HeY, mUn.

I KnOw yOu'rE AlL FeElInG IlL As aLl fUcK Up iN YoUr cEnTeR ThErE, aNd yOu cAn't rEaLlY Be hElPiNg tHaT, jUsT GoTtA Be fLoWiNg wItH ThE WoRlD WhErEvEr iT'S AlL TaKiNg yOu, BuT ArE YoU SuRe yOu wAnT To bE Up aNd tUrNiNg mY WhOlE MoThErFuCkInG HiStOrY AnD ShIt oN It's hEaD? eSpEcIaLlY WhEn yOu aIn't aLl bEiNg sUrE At wHaT YoU WaNt tO Be uP AnD DoInG WiTh mE In tHe fIrSt pLaCe? I CaN GeT DoWn wItH HaViNg sOmE NeW MiRaClEs aLl pReSeNtEd bEfOrE Me, BuT I JuSt aIn't sUrE AbOuT LoSiNg mY OlD SeLf iN ExChAnGe. ThAt sHiT'S AlL At bEiNg pArT Of wHo i aM, yOu dIg? EvEn tHe bAd sTuFf iS PaRt oF WhAt gEtS To bE MaKiNg mE My oWn sElF, aNd i dOn't rEaLlY WaNt tO GiVe uP On tHe gOoD YeT EiThEr.

BuT If yOu'rE ReAlLy sUrE AbOuT KiCkInG ThIs rEdO NoIsE, i gUeSs i cOuLd tRy tO GeT DoWn wItH It tOo. JuSt gOt tO ReMeMbEr tHaT MeAnS We'vE GoT To sTaRt fReSh. HaVe tO FiNd sOmE WaY To gEt a bItChInG NeW BeGiNnInG On, YoU AnD Me, Me aNd mOtHeRfUcKiNg yOu. We gEt tHaT AlL GoInG FoR TrUe, ThAt sHiT'S GoInG To bE A MiRaClE In iTsElF, eVeN If wE Do eNd uP MaKiNg a mOtHeRfUcKiNg fOoL Of oUr oWn sElVeS TwIcE. sOmEtImEs sHiT JuSt dOn't pAn oUt aNd tHaT'S CoOl tOo. JuSt gOtTa oPeN YoUr eYeS To tHe mIrAcLeS ArOuNd yOu aNd sEe wHaT NeW DiReCtIoNs yOu sHoUlD Be hEaDiNg iN.

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New beginnings are miracles in themselves brother. You can't just forget the past but after a while you've done all you can do with what you have.

You have to take a new sip of the elixir of life and go on.

[In Gamzee's case it was killing a kid that killed Tav but he did technically do everything he could about the situation.]

True as true, that shit is, my brother. Could almost get to throwing an amen on the righteousness of what you're speaking. But I'm all for a motherfucking cheers instead. A brother wouldn't happen to have any sort of elixir on hand, now would he?

[In regards to letting go, there's certainly a Tavros on Esper Gamzee's mind. And a Karkat, a brother, father, and maybe a few other folks. But as far as he knows, he hasn't got a kill count and he'd like to keep it that way. He's a good kid, he promises.]

Life is the elixir my brother but I've got nothing physical to give you.

[Being from prohibition era and the lack of soda made things difficult for him to have a real elixir to call his own.]

You look familiar brother, can I ask your name?

Aw, well, it's all chill anyways.

Heh, you must be some kind of mind-reader. [He's only half-joking. He's heard of mind-readers] I was just about to be asking a brother the same motherfucking question. The name's Gamzee. Gamzee Makara.

[That definitely made him pause and stare for a minute.]

Did I hear you right brother? You said you were Gamzee Makara?

That's my name too.

[Gamzee does a double-take himself before his mouth splits into an enormous grin]

No motherfucking shit? Hahaha! Brother, you know what this is? Straight up, motherfucker, this... is motherfucking miracles. [He waggles fingers up in the air a bit before letting them slide back into the pockets of his sweater.] How's a thing like that even get to happening?

Do we even want to explain it? We're just dimensional brothers. That's all the explanation I need.

[He gave a goofy grin to try to relax things.]

Do you have a brother named Tav?

[He didn't like to think about Tav's death but it was the good times he was trying to bring out.]

Naw, Bro. I think that there's the best kind of explanation of shit that's all being. Why ruin the miracles?

Speaking of, You know a Tav too? Tavros Nitram back home is one of the best friends this fucker ever got to having. The days just ain't the same without a chance for getting my jam on with that brother.

[He gives a sort of wistful smile.]

I just call him Tav but yeah sounds like my brother.

[He gives a said smile.]

You're right, it ain't the same without him.

I call him Tav or Tavbro, usually... but he ain't my...

[It takes a minute more for Gamzee to catch on to something not being okay and then his smile falls altogether]

Oh fuck. Are you at being alright, my brother?

[He almost asks if this other Gamzee's Tav is okay too. But he can't quite bring himself that far. Can't make himself put thought into a scenario like that.]

I call everyone brother but we aren't related.

[Gamzee tries to look alright,]

I'm alright. Just havin' a hard time acceptin' everything that's happened recently.

[Gamzee nods at that-- he does the same, though he actually had a real brother and a sort of fake brother-- but he remains somber now, not meeting the other Gamzee's eyes.]

I hear you, bro. Loud and motherfucking clear in my drums.

[Then Gamzee does what, this Gamzee at least, does best. Whether that thing is "something stupid" or "hugs" is up for debate, but Gamzee would question neither. He rounds on the other Gamzee and promptly grasps him in a bear-hug, squeezing tight. Some distant part of him hopes he doesn't get punched.]

[Gamzees are distinctly similar in one area or another. In this case Gamzee likes hugs, returning it though a little bit more gently.

He doesn't even say anything just stood there in the hug. He barely had a chance to mourn between his mental break down and his father's actions. This was the first time he ever really paused.]

[There's a slight relief in being able to be near someone without being pushed away. He's always glad for a hug from anyone, always glad to give them, and in this case, he figures it was something the other Gamzee needed. That made two of them.

He prays a little that his powers don't go off on him now. They've been dormant this far so he sees no reason to back out of this yet. Because man, who the fuck ever needed words when there were all kinds of hug-bunps to be had? Just a hug could say enough in his mind. He's missed this.

Go on other Gamz. Let it all out.]

[He hugged the other Gamzee a little more tightly. What happened wasn't fair. It wasn't fair to Tav or him.

Eventually he did release his cross-dimensional self still looking about solemn but not as bad as before.]

Thanks Brother.

[Gamzee gives his other self's shoulder a small squeeze, offering a small lopsided smile to go with it.]

It's all chill, bro. No need to be all thanking me none.

I still think I need to thank you other me. It's kinda more than my father gave me.

[He did give a somewhat angry frown at that.]

Sent me nearly halfway across the continent and I don't know if I'll ever be allowed back.

Well fuck, bro. That shit ain't at being cool. What'd your Dad up and get to doing that for?

[Gamzee's all for travelling, don't even doubt, but it's not quite the same when it's out of something like that.]

Did he at least get to be coming with you? My own self's Dad was pretty big on travel and shit, just not so great at the bringing me and my bro along part. [Or the coming home part.]

Brother....

[He looked even more serious.]

I am only going to tell you this because you are me. You might understand.

Tav was important to me. Tav was my only real friend. I had the staff my dad had looking after me and they are great but I never got along with people my age. They can't up and have a good time.

My Brother Tav did though. Despite bein' an African child and not bein' treated very nice where I come from he was nice and could have fun.

But that FUCKER [He spat out the word.] He hurt him. Killed him.

[His face twisted into a rather enraged look] So I stomped that fucker's head, stomped it until his head was dust.

[He's not quite sure he's got a full understand for what his other self wants him to know, but he gets that it must be something important as all motherfuck to be making him look like that, so he listens carefully. He's all for lending an ear to a motherfucker what's all needing it. He likes being able to help a brother or sister any way he can, and if hugs didn't work, there was always this. He listens in on the harshness of what his other self is saying-- right up to the world "killed".

Gamzee goes still as stone.]

...What?

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This fucker killed him. He took Tav away from this world.

[Gamzee's face was contorted with anger, the rage from that night filling him up again.]

And so you up and took that fucker out in return...

[It'd be near impossible to tell whether it was supposed to be a question or a statement. His voice is barely audible.]

Edited 2012-08-01 04:31 (UTC)

Exactly. I destroyed that fucker's body smashed his face in until they made me stop.

[Gamzee threads a hand into the wild black mess of curls that is his hair. He is looking anywhere but at the other Gamzee right now. This other Gamzee what is telling him he should understand this when he doesn't. Understanding is the exact opposite of what was happening here. Even if he'd done something like that his ownself he can't imagine being able to wrap his head around it proper. He can't wrap it around the idea of someone hurting Tav- Any Tav, his own or not. The pieces of that motherfucking puzzle just ain't going together for him.]

I ain't never killed nobody.

[The words slip out from his mouth, as small, fragile things. Even he can tell it sounds stupid. The other him wants... something. Something more than this.

He doesn't know what to say.

He's losing control of his own shit and he's losing it fast, but calming himself isn't exactly on the table here.]

[Well, that's a very mature thing to say, Mr. Makara. Crabdad is impressed with your positive attitude towards this big change youand your mun are going through. Allow him to express his pride in your statement as elegantly as he can:]

SKREEEEE! *CLACK!*

Th- The motheruck? Whoa! uh, easy there giant motherfucking crab-man, easy...

[Gamzee is backing his ass on away nice and slow, hands up in the defensive]

[Hey wait where are you going, Crabdad is proud of you! The crustacean lusus takes a few steps forward, poking his snout forward to sniff at Gamzee.]

SKREEEEEE! SKREEEE-*CLACK*!

[...hey, why do you not smell like troll anymore?]

Nice crab-creature... niiice crab-creature...

[Gamzee gulps and stills when his back hits something-- a tree? a wall? Who the motherfuck even knows man, he ain't looking anywhere but at the giant crab what's all leering down at him right here. What do crabs eat again? Shit. He can't remember. Karkat would know but Karkat ain't here right now. This what he gets for spacing out all those times Karkat went and talked on about that shit.]

[Crabdad is curious about why Gamzee smells all fleshy and weird and... is that the same red inside that Karkat usually has that he smells? He lets out an inquiring noise and nudges Gamzee with his snout, sniffing him. Yep, that's indeed red.]

[Gamzee gives an "oof" at the nudge, wincing. When nothing more than sniffing happens though, he opens an eye, then the other. Slowly, Gamzee lifts a shaky hand to touch the top of the crab-creature's large shelled head, wide indigo-purple eyes flicking between his hand and the creature's mouth.]

[Oh, is that a pap you're giving him? Crabdad chitters and clacks at Gamzee, pressing his snout up against the hand.]

[He laughs once, nervously, at the contact, then begins to smile, as he continues to pet the giant crab without suddenly finding himself short an arm.]

You really are all up at being friendly after all, aren't you? Now where the motherfuck did you get to be all coming from, my fine crustacean friend?

Skree!

[Crabdad ends up sitting on his haunches, enjoying the pets he's getting. If he had a tail it might be wagging.]

[Gamzee laughs his strange honking laugh, and cranes his neck up at the creature. Brother's huge even when he's sitting.]

Sorry Crab-bro. I ain't gone nothing for you to be giving. 'Less there's something else you're wanting that I don't all know about.

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Considering doing a retcon and giving Jarjammed another shot

This I have to admit will be abit strange. Human Gamzee with 1920s Human Gamzee xD

Oh man, 1920s. :D This Gamzee a bit off normal though. He's human but chuckle voodoos.

Ooh fun, Gamzee here does religious voodoo but with no real-life effects as far as his game goes.

That's totally wicked dude. Seriously.

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Not sorry

yes good

:3

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