Hope's End Guest Post: Day 2

[skinners_box]

Welcome to Day 2 of Hope’s End! This is where guest writers can have their characters post to the network. These posts will be handled the same way as any other post to the network, but we'll keep them grouped together for everyone's sanity.

All guest characters arrived in Hope’s End with a communicator that resembles a Blackberry. These have text,

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[dependabull]

uHH, iS THIS THING ON?
i THINK, tHAT PERHAPS THERE HAS BEEN SOME SORT OF, mISTAKE,,,
pOSSIBLY,
oR THE AFTERLIFE IS JUST, mUCH DIFFERENT THAN i EXPECTED, }:\
bUT, tHERE SEEM TO BE A LOT OF OTHER CONFUSED, pEOPLE, i GUESS,
sO i SHOULD JUST COUNT MYSELF AS, oNE OF THOSE,

[dependabull]

You, uh, think I should grab one? Really?

[A lot of these hats seem rather silly, but they could also be fun. Gamzee obviously doesn't care how he looks in them, so why should he?

Most appear to be variations on a theme, but he snatches a smaller one that's a bit rounder (bowler-like) and plops it on his head. His horns won't keep it secure like Gamzee's will, but hopefully it won't fall off too much.]

[juggalulz]

[He trails after Tavros and pokes at a few more hats while his friend is choosing his own--and after Tavros puts it on, gives a crooked, close mouthed grin before laughing in amusement. Gamzee reaches a hand out and places it on the top of Tavros's hat, lightly smooshing it down for good measure.]

All up and--

[--cute as a motherfucker. Normally, he'd say that shit out loud, and not even think anything bad of it. He still wasn't sure why it wasn't okay to say...why it wasn't okay to say what you were thinking all the time. Gamzee liked talking. Felt like he had way more words in him then he did before...or maybe the same amount of words, but different ones. And it was really odd, being around Tavros, so relatively fresh off the heels of his most recent...delusion. A delusion which involved a whole LOT of conversations with Tavros himself, even though Tavros wasn't exactly...present...for them.

Present in mind, anyways.]All up and strict as a motherfucker. Gettin' your motherfuckin' starring role on. Look like one of them...that

[dependabull]

You think so?

[This isn't exactly the look Tavros had been going for, but it's not a bad look, either. He adjusts the hat some]

Do you, think we're ready to, uh, take on the town?

[What there actually is to take on, he's not sure.]

[juggalulz]

I know so, brother.

[Gamzee adjusts his hat too, just because Tavros did, and maybe he needed to. It's hard to adjust your hat when it's horrifically squished. His fussing only serves to make it look even more ridiculous.]

Ready to take this motherfuckin' town on like it owe us a shitload of fuckin' boondollars.

Uh.

Where all you wanna start..?

[dependabull]

Um...

[This is a good question. He doesn't know his way around this town at all, or what can actually be found in it.]

I thought... maybe we could just, uh, you know. Start wherever.

Because, we're going to own all of it eventually, right?

[Yeah, that's the more badass way of saying he has no clue. That's acceptable.]