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( video + text | action for new bark town / route 29 )
[ the video shows what looks like a young man in his teens with a rather nicely painted face ( it's very clown-like, in fact ) sitting near trees while the clouded sun begins to set; messy locks of black hair cover his pointed ears while a lazy, lopsided grin bears his sharper than most teeth-- other than that, the teen looks human enough, and right now he's pleasantly watching his partner, a splendid little mime jr teetering from side to side in a natural dance, waving and swaying around him to say hello! ]
Hahah, fuck . . . [ a little clown bro here to say hello, lovely background music . . . . these are miracles. a beat, and he stares down at the gear in his hands. hah, he'd almost forgotten! it doesn't take long for another smile to come to his face. he chuckles and touches the screen with his fingertips, completely fascinated. and now, begins to type, unaware of the recording. ]
MaN My pAn aIn't tOo gOoD At gEtTiNg iTs mEmOrY KiCkInG AnD ShIt
bUt iF My rEmEmBeRiNg aIn't fRoNtIn i jUsT DoNe wEnT AnD ApPeArIfIeD AlL Up oN A NeW HiVeToWn yEaH? ThIs pArT Of tHe gAmE?
sIsTeR WaS tRyInG tO fIlL mE iN aBoUt ThE uHhHhH
fUcK I dUnNo
bUt sHe WaS StRaIgHt uP PiNk aNd hOrNlEsS
ThAt'S OnLy oNe ThInG ThOuGh cAuSe sHiT
cHeCk oUt tHiS MoThErFuCkEr tHaT BlEsSeD My WhImSiCaL pReSeNcE
hE EvEn gOt tHe nOsE
hOnK HoNk :o)
[ then, a pause in thought-- before he reaches to give the mime jr's nose a light, friendly squeeze and saying "honk" to accompany. it does the same thing to him, and— wow he can't help simply chuckling. er. more like honking. it's disturbingly accurate next to a bicycle horn . . . ]
MoThErFuCkIn mIrAcLeS, mAn
ThIs PlAcE bE fUcKiN wHiPpEd WiTh ThE mIrTh
LiKe aIgHt mY HuSkToP GoT ItS ShRiNk oN WiThOuT Me uP AnD NoTiCiNg!
LiTtLe fUcKeR WaS In fRoNt oF Me oNe mInUtE
ChIlLiN AlL NoRmAl sIzEd aNd sHiT
tHeN ThE NeXt iT AlL Up aNd nInJaS InTo mY PoCkEt
WhO ThE FuCk tOlD It tO Do tHaT hUh?
YeAh
It's iNsAnE
dOn'T EvEn gEt mE StArTeD On ThAt SkYnOiSe
[ a content sigh, and he's looking up-- a bird just flew overhead. just look at that wicked noise that chirpbeast ( a pidgey ) is making. just look at all of this noise. all of it. ]
Beautiful, man.
[ how much more miraculous could it get? he sits there, curled hand against his chin as he lets his weight hang down against his arm, elbow to his knees, staring blankly at the sky with unfocused eyes and the same stupid smile. at first he looks like he's thinking! which he is! er-- was. his focus levels down, and he starts staring at something off screen; his eyes beginning to look a bit glazed, the smile fades and now he's just. yeah, still staring. one minute turns to five, then six . . .
and all the while, the mime jr seems actively content in mimicking every move. they might be here a while. ]
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[ the video shows what looks like a young man in his teens with a rather nicely painted face ( it's very clown-like, in fact ) sitting near trees while the clouded sun begins to set; messy locks of black hair cover his pointed ears while a lazy, lopsided grin bears his sharper than most teeth-- other than that, the teen looks human enough, and right now he's pleasantly watching his partner, a splendid little mime jr teetering from side to side in a natural dance, waving and swaying around him to say hello! ]
Hahah, fuck . . . [ a little clown bro here to say hello, lovely background music . . . . these are miracles. a beat, and he stares down at the gear in his hands. hah, he'd almost forgotten! it doesn't take long for another smile to come to his face. he chuckles and touches the screen with his fingertips, completely fascinated. and now, begins to type, unaware of the recording. ]
man my pan ain't too good at getting its memory kicking and shit
but if my remembering ain't frontin i just done went and appearified all up on a new hivetown, yeah? this part of the game?
sister was trying to fill me in about the uhhhhh
fuck i dunno
but she was straight up pink and hornless
that's only one thing though cause shit
check out this motherfucker that blessed my whimsical presence
he even got the nose
honk honk :o)
[ then, a pause in thought-- before he reaches to give the mime jr's nose a light, friendly squeeze and saying "honk" to accompany. it does the same thing to him, and— wow he can't help simply chuckling. er. more like honking. it's disturbingly accurate next to a bicycle horn . . . ]
motherfuckin miracles, man
this place be fuckin whipped with the mirth
like aight my husktop got its shrink on without me up and noticing!
little fucker was in front of me one minute
chillin all normal sized and shit
then the next it all up and ninjas into my pocket
who the fuck told it to do that, huh?
yeah
it's insane
don't even get me started on that skynoise
[ a content sigh, and he's looking up-- a bird just flew overhead. just look at that wicked noise that chirpbeast ( a pidgey ) is making. just look at all of this noise. all of it. ]
Beautiful, man.
[ how much more miraculous could it get? he sits there, curled hand against his chin as he lets his weight hang down against his arm, elbow to his knees, staring blankly at the sky with unfocused eyes and the same stupid smile. at first he looks like he's thinking! which he is! er-- was. his focus levels down, and he starts staring at something off screen; his eyes beginning to look a bit glazed, the smile fades and now he's just. yeah, still staring. one minute turns to five, then six . . .
and all the while, the mime jr seems actively content in mimicking every move. they might be here a while. ]
Hahah, fuck . . . [ a little clown bro here to say hello, lovely background music . . . . these are miracles. a beat, and he stares down at the gear in his hands. hah, he'd almost forgotten! it doesn't take long for another smile to come to his face. he chuckles and touches the screen with his fingertips, completely fascinated. and now, begins to type, unaware of the recording. ]
MaN My pAn aIn't tOo gOoD At gEtTiNg iTs mEmOrY KiCkInG AnD ShIt
bUt iF My rEmEmBeRiNg aIn't fRoNtIn i jUsT DoNe wEnT AnD ApPeArIfIeD AlL Up oN A NeW HiVeToWn yEaH? ThIs pArT Of tHe gAmE?
sIsTeR WaS tRyInG tO fIlL mE iN aBoUt ThE uHhHhH
fUcK I dUnNo
bUt sHe WaS StRaIgHt uP PiNk aNd hOrNlEsS
ThAt'S OnLy oNe ThInG ThOuGh cAuSe sHiT
cHeCk oUt tHiS MoThErFuCkEr tHaT BlEsSeD My WhImSiCaL pReSeNcE
hE EvEn gOt tHe nOsE
hOnK HoNk :o)
[ then, a pause in thought-- before he reaches to give the mime jr's nose a light, friendly squeeze and saying "honk" to accompany. it does the same thing to him, and— wow he can't help simply chuckling. er. more like honking. it's disturbingly accurate next to a bicycle horn . . . ]
MoThErFuCkIn mIrAcLeS, mAn
ThIs PlAcE bE fUcKiN wHiPpEd WiTh ThE mIrTh
LiKe aIgHt mY HuSkToP GoT ItS ShRiNk oN WiThOuT Me uP AnD NoTiCiNg!
LiTtLe fUcKeR WaS In fRoNt oF Me oNe mInUtE
ChIlLiN AlL NoRmAl sIzEd aNd sHiT
tHeN ThE NeXt iT AlL Up aNd nInJaS InTo mY PoCkEt
WhO ThE FuCk tOlD It tO Do tHaT hUh?
YeAh
It's iNsAnE
dOn'T EvEn gEt mE StArTeD On ThAt SkYnOiSe
[ a content sigh, and he's looking up-- a bird just flew overhead. just look at that wicked noise that chirpbeast ( a pidgey ) is making. just look at all of this noise. all of it. ]
Beautiful, man.
[ how much more miraculous could it get? he sits there, curled hand against his chin as he lets his weight hang down against his arm, elbow to his knees, staring blankly at the sky with unfocused eyes and the same stupid smile. at first he looks like he's thinking! which he is! er-- was. his focus levels down, and he starts staring at something off screen; his eyes beginning to look a bit glazed, the smile fades and now he's just. yeah, still staring. one minute turns to five, then six . . .
and all the while, the mime jr seems actively content in mimicking every move. they might be here a while. ]
----- ----- -----
[ the video shows what looks like a young man in his teens with a rather nicely painted face ( it's very clown-like, in fact ) sitting near trees while the clouded sun begins to set; messy locks of black hair cover his pointed ears while a lazy, lopsided grin bears his sharper than most teeth-- other than that, the teen looks human enough, and right now he's pleasantly watching his partner, a splendid little mime jr teetering from side to side in a natural dance, waving and swaying around him to say hello! ]
Hahah, fuck . . . [ a little clown bro here to say hello, lovely background music . . . . these are miracles. a beat, and he stares down at the gear in his hands. hah, he'd almost forgotten! it doesn't take long for another smile to come to his face. he chuckles and touches the screen with his fingertips, completely fascinated. and now, begins to type, unaware of the recording. ]
man my pan ain't too good at getting its memory kicking and shit
but if my remembering ain't frontin i just done went and appearified all up on a new hivetown, yeah? this part of the game?
sister was trying to fill me in about the uhhhhh
fuck i dunno
but she was straight up pink and hornless
that's only one thing though cause shit
check out this motherfucker that blessed my whimsical presence
he even got the nose
honk honk :o)
[ then, a pause in thought-- before he reaches to give the mime jr's nose a light, friendly squeeze and saying "honk" to accompany. it does the same thing to him, and— wow he can't help simply chuckling. er. more like honking. it's disturbingly accurate next to a bicycle horn . . . ]
motherfuckin miracles, man
this place be fuckin whipped with the mirth
like aight my husktop got its shrink on without me up and noticing!
little fucker was in front of me one minute
chillin all normal sized and shit
then the next it all up and ninjas into my pocket
who the fuck told it to do that, huh?
yeah
it's insane
don't even get me started on that skynoise
[ a content sigh, and he's looking up-- a bird just flew overhead. just look at that wicked noise that chirpbeast ( a pidgey ) is making. just look at all of this noise. all of it. ]
Beautiful, man.
[ how much more miraculous could it get? he sits there, curled hand against his chin as he lets his weight hang down against his arm, elbow to his knees, staring blankly at the sky with unfocused eyes and the same stupid smile. at first he looks like he's thinking! which he is! er-- was. his focus levels down, and he starts staring at something off screen; his eyes beginning to look a bit glazed, the smile fades and now he's just. yeah, still staring. one minute turns to five, then six . . .
and all the while, the mime jr seems actively content in mimicking every move. they might be here a while. ]
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sEe? iT jUsT fEeLs RiGhT hAhA
[ —oh god wait tho that familiar text that's looking back at him ]
. . . YoU tOo??? :oO
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but i guess i understand doing something that's weird or hard to be true to yourself
no subject
NaH iT aIn'T hArD oR wEiRd, It'S aLl MoThErFuCkIn NaTuRaL wHeN i Be TyPiNg My CaPrIcIOuS fUcKiN hEaRt OuT.
uuhh *this* is weird.
and hard as hell :o(
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not real sure what you mean by all that but ok works for me
you can type how you like and i'll type how i like
how did you make your words purple anyway?
[She's seen others do it before, but she hadn't plucked up the courage to ask them. Gamzee...was odd. She could deal with odd.]
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Oh UhHm
iT aIn'T lIkE a HuSkToP aNyMoRe So I hAd To MaKe My SeArCh StEmS gEt ThEiR lOoKiNgS oN fOr It, SlIpPeRy MoThErFuCkEr.
AiGhT, dIsHiNg OuT tHe HeLpFuL nOiSe At YoU ;o)
YoU sEe ThAt "T" iN a LiTtLe BoX wItH aLl ThEsE cOlOrS oN tOp Of YoUr MoTheRfUcKiN mInI-sCrEeN??
tOuCh Up On ThAt MoThErFuCkEr LiKe YoU wAnNa FeEl ThE fRoStY cHiLl DrIp oF tHe FrEsHeSt FuCkIn ElIxIr YoU gOt oN hAnD.
pIcK yOuR pAiNt.
AnD sHiZzAm, MaGiC yO :o)
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testing tesWOAH YEAH SHIZZAM
MAGIC YO INDEED
okay dude that one or this one your choice cuz i like em both a lot
( 1 / 2 )
HoNk HoNk HoNk :oD
HaHa, ThAt'S tHe FuCkIn TiCkEt My CaNdY cOlOrEd BrOsIs!!
YoU sAw It WiTh YoUr OwN sTuBs . . .
MoThErFuCkIn
MaGiC ;o)
( 2 / 3?? )
FuCk.
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BoTh?
DoUbLe FuCkIn PaInTsTrEaMs AlLs AcRoSs ThE sCrEeN.
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but i guess it could be kinda fun
so are you new here or are you just weird?
no offense of course
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ThAt'S sO fUcKiN bEaUtIfUl.
[ and then he just kind of spends the next five minutes just staring at it before, finally, he types up his part two. ]
No OfFeNsE tAkEn My TeChNiCoLoReD dOuBlEbRo.
Or SiS.
bEiNg ThAt I bE iN tHe NoRm FoR mY bAd MoThErFuCkInG sElF . . .
gUeSs I'm JuSt NeW tO tHiS mIrAcLe CaSkEt :o)
NaMe'S gAmZeE.
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sis i guess
i'm vanellope
have people been telling you about where you are, what you're doin, and cute little monster friends?
no subject
tHeSe liTtLe DuDeS aRe So DoPe!
He'S gOt AlL tHiS mImInG sHiT iN tHe AcTs He'S sUcH a CoOl LiTtLe FuCkEr.
I cAn FeEl It, We'Re GoNnA bE sO tIgHt, LiKe An UnSnApPeD bOtTlE cAp.
WhAt AbOuT yOuR cOlOrFuL sElF?
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nothing that does miming
but i have like this living volcano and a bat that dances and a messy cat that shoots lightning so that's pretty cool