1st Sermon [Action/Text]

[coolingshackles]

[A figure descends from the train, tugging its hood more over its head. The two small horns that stick from the hood, and the grey skin that shows from under the long robes denote their owner as a troll, an adult male if anyone who is watching would have to guess. His head turns from side to side, scanning over his new surroundings. Last thing he

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[mirthfulness]

red font?
you that one human bro?
or someone else?

[coolingshackles]

i don't know whatever a fucking 'human' is
i'm a troll last time i checked
and i can only assume that you're an indigo bl69d

[mirthfulness]

uh.
yeah.
well motherfuck.
didn't all know there was anyone else with blood like

whoa.

[coolingshackles]

don't just drop off in the middle of a fucking senten

[It takes him a moment to realize that Gamzee had written "anyone else" which implied... oh gog.]

you
honestly expect me to believe
that you know a redbl69d?

DON'T YOU DARE FUCKING MOCK ME

[mirthfulness]

i ain't mocking you bro.
wouldn't do that shit.

man, you're like
damn.
wow.

can i see you, motherfucker?

[Gamzee turns on the video on his own end, peering curiously at the viewscreen.]

[coolingshackles]

[When he sees Gamzee's face he almost throws the watch away, but no, this isn't the Grand Highblood, it's just some young troll, he probably only just wriggled his way out of the muck. He couldn't go about preaching equality and then hide the moment he sees a stupid fucking clown show their face.

After a long moment he turns his video on, though he looks far from pleased about it.]

[mirthfulness]

Holy

mother

of

fuck.

You look just like him.

Except all older bein' and shit.

Whoa, fuck. I bet my 'rail's seen this. You all been talkin' with him yet?

[coolingshackles]

WILL YOU MAKE SOME FUCKING SENSE YOU-

[Oh look, there's that anger again, he'll just bite his lip to shut his ass up. Screaming gets him nowhere, and it only makes others respect him less. Really, if he screamed all the time he'd just look like some emotionally unstable wriggler.]

I'm sorry. But please, tell me who you're talking about.

1/2

[mirthfulness]

[SO. COOL.]

[mirthfulness]

Karkat, brother!

He's like a little you, all down to blood and shit.

...Except he'd probably not like that I done went and said that. You're chill with it, yeah?

[coolingshackles]

[Another one with blood like his? Chill with it? He's fucking amazed by it! This even makes him forget where he was before he came here, at least for now. He even breaks into a small smile]

Chill with it? That's the best news I've heard in fucking sweeps.

[mirthfulness]

[Gamzee grins.]

Shiiit.

This is so bitchin'.

You're sure to meet the motherfucker. He comes on all angry and shit, but that's just how he be. He's a good bro.

...Probably shouldn't tell him I said none of that neither.

[coolingshackles]

[Well this is the first conversation he's had with an indigoblood where the threat of becoming finger paints looming over his head.]

I'll keep that in mind.

Just curious, but... you said he was your moirail, correct?

[mirthfulness]

Sure did!

Best 'rail a bro could ask for.

[coolingshackles]

[That is just... well... fuck.]

you're fully aware of his blood and you still remain moirails?

[He's wanted at least some form of equality for so long, that now when he sees something close to it, he has no idea how the hell to react]

[mirthfulness]

Well... yeah. He was my best friend before this.

I ain't the sort of motherfucker to toss him aside like that. He done a good enough job of bein' our leader.