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[8etterl8]

That tournament was a lousy rip-off anyway!



[Someone's not too happy about having lost so early on.]

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[blackestheart]

No motherfucking shit. Where in it?

[8etterl8]

I'm at the Inn.... [What do you want Gamzee?]

[blackestheart]

That motherfuckng right?

[He gives a bit of a flick of his good wrist, and out of no where there's a massive collectin of honks off screen.

Whether or not Vriska got stereo sound on that determines just how close her room is to Gamzee's at the inn

Clearly this means either way he's gotta go find her, whether she tells him where she is or not.]

How the motherfuck about that.

[8etterl8]

[She jerks slightly and frowns at him.]

Is there something fucking wrong with you?

[blackestheart]

[Seeing her jump is always entertaining.]

A lot of shit sis. Not the motherfucking point though. You wanna get your chill on? Ain't got nothing better to motherfucking do.

[8etterl8]

[She's super unsure. The last time she saw Gamzee was during their little three-way stand off. But that was really a long time ago, and he seemed a bit more chill now. Besides, she was supposed to be working on the making friends thing.]

Why not? Maybe some of my uber awesome will rub off on you.

[blackestheart]

[Much to his protest, being a human has done wonders to his mental stability. To a degree at least.]

Never motherfucking know. Meet me outside.

[8etterl8]

Yeah okay.

[Shutting off the video, she gathers up her Pokéballs and heads out to meet him. Who knows, it's been forever since she's seen the clown.]