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[tipsygnostalgia]

so it seems its that time where they r bringing in new recruists and it got me thinking
how do they know waht ppl to being in?
* bring
i mean is it totally random and they dont even know wtf is being brought in
or is there throught proceess behind it?
also what if you are literally stoot in a group of ppl at the time and only 1 gets brought in
like hmm we have this cute guy w/glasses here who all sorts of knows how to shoot guns and has daily fighting practice w/robobs and animals
or the sweet girl thats heiress to an evil empire and survives all these assassinasstion attempts shed b so cool 2 have
or the evne hotter guy w/ rad ninja sword skills who a better fighter than anyboby weve seen who could build us deadaly robots
but no
screw them we will leave them all there
lets take that drunk girl right there who was dead just a min ago since she obvs has all the skills an winning army needs

so does anybody know at all
i mean mayeb it was mentioned before and i wasnt really lsitenign or something idk
* lisgtening
..
* listening
ha take that red squiggley line

i guess i just wondered why it was me that got brought here
and i miss my freinds :(

p.s. hi 2 all new peeps if id idnt say hi already

Comments

[crusthatecean]

I can't make her do anything, and neither can letting your face get fucked up.

[He feels sort of guilty having to say that, though, when Gamzee obviously wants reassurance.]

I'm here now, I'm not going anywhere. So there's that.

[honkalypse]

IT MAKES HER GET ALL HUNGRY UP AT THIS BROTHER. She'll be staying if she all needs what color is up in me, right?

[He has no idea of the implications of what he's saying, or that being so desperate to keep somebody around would be a bad thing.]

Yes, you're here. Best friend. Best motherfucking friend. You'll stay.

[It's awkward, but he reaches out and pats at Karkat's cheek with a dry corner of towel. There's nothing really to clean or dry, but he wants to do something back so he goes through the motions without really understanding what's behind the urge.]

[crusthatecean]

That's the most disgusting theory I've ever heard, no. And anyway, look at you, you're a fucking wreck, do you even eat? I feel like as long as you're actually emaciated, you probably shouldn't be sharing your blood around for someone else's nourishment.

[Okay, he's totally charmed by this inept pale fumbling, but pushing the towel away so he can start to put bandages on the cuts. It isn't going to do much but will hopefully get in the way of scratching them open.]

[honkalypse]

[Gamzee only fusses a little when the ones on his neck are bandaged, but quickly subsides. The bandages will stay, for now at least. He looks a little like a kicked puppy at the mention of food though.]

I know you told at me to get my eat on. Was hard to keep the remembering from dribbling all down out my pan.

[A hesitation.]

And it was all gooshy and rebelterrorizing down in there what for a long motherfucking time. No food din't want itself up in my digestion sack.

[Actually going out of his way to admit a weakness is harder than he makes it seem, but he feels the urge to help Karkat understand and to... it's okay, right?]

[crusthatecean]

[Still dabbing at cuts and sticking on bandages.]

Can you eat without getting sick now?

[honkalypse]

Yeah. Most motherfucking times.

[He allows it, and even lets a little sigh escape. This feels...right.]

Sometimes it's being all like there's some motherfucker getting their squeeze on down there--

[crusthatecean]

Even if you're sick, we can find things for you to eat. Look at you, you're fucking emaciated, you shambling disaster.

[honkalypse]

[And he lifts his hands up to look, and yeah, he is skin and bones.]

Yeah, you got that one right down on the nub. My support struts are all out to poking right through me. Got to be terrorconquering that motherfucking dinner table more often.