(Someone just woke up in a new place.)

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[It took everything that Varon had to not freak out so instead, he opens his door and looks down the hall. Left, then right. Nothing out of the ordinary here. One week and two places, nothing really surprises him much anymore.]

Oi! What is this place? Who's in charge!?

[He's not in a bad mood, just...confused? Yeah, that's the better term.]

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Yeeeah that could be disastrous. XD Better put up all the breakables.

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[He'll find out in due time. For the time being, he's the one at the disadvantage and needs the grand tour. Might as well be from the one that offered since he wasn't going to ask and no one else stepped up.

He noted that tone and made a mental note not to mock goats. Probably not a good idea at this time.]

Yeah, bro, lead the way, motherfucker.

[Varon nods and grins.]

Awww, he'd never break his Tavbro like that. Only brain-break. By accident.

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[YOU PROCEED ONWARDS TOWARDS ADVENTURE.

Which means Gamzee decides it's time for pie, and maybe seeing what Tavros is up to.

It may or may not begin to dawn on you that your guide doesn't seem to be leading much of a tour of anything that isn't broom closets, kitchens, or closed doors he honks at, listens to, and then just shrugs and takes you past.

There also seems to be a general lack of tourguide commentary. Seems he's just content to hold hands with another dude and lead you around.]

Pfffft. XD Gamzee's lucky that Varon's not punching him just yet.

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[Holding hands...that nearly got him feeling a bit unsteady. Instead of focusing on that, he took mental notes of rooms and areas even with the lack of commentary. To be honest, it was like the tour with Raphael when he first arrived in Doma.

Ah, the memories...and the nightmares.]

/Is sent to threadhop.

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[Well, Tavros is in out on the lawn right now, playing Fiduspawn by himself. He's in his wheelchair, watching a plush toy in anticipation of... something.

You probably don't wanna know what. But soon you will if you stick around. Fiduspawn is an interesting game. Kinda like Pokemon. But weirder.]

No problem. :)

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[Varon stops to watch this and with keen interest. He's never seen anything like it and stops in his tracks.]

*jumps your threadhop*

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[Apparently the boy in the wheelchair on the lawn is what Gamzee's looking for, because he gives an excited honk, and drags you outside with him.

He only lets go when you're both there, blurs for a second, and appears again, practically tackling the other horned kid.

The wheelchair rocks dangerously, but Gamzee doesn't seem to care, because he's yammering excitedly, and rocking the chair more.]



[He sure is friendly. Wow. What is personal space.

And then the plush toy explodes into some kind of small alien monster.]

*Is draaaaged around!

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[alltakingurnose.livejournal.com]

[Oh. He missed his monster being born... He wanted to see it hatch. Their so cute. To him at least.]



[Didn't he meet you earlier? Seems now you've met Gamzee.]

[off-the-honk.livejournal.com]

[Who is all the oblivious, though? It's this guy. He keeps rocking, and hugging his wheelbro. It's great how you're warm just like the motherfuckbrother. And clinging is still quadrant-free safe-zone, so he doesn't have to worry about offending.

Lil Cal the puppet zips down to join the newly hatched monster and get acquainted with it while Gamzee stares at you with round, yellow eyes.]

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[He laughs]

You motherfuckers are amazing!

[alltakingurnose.livejournal.com]

[His monster is for now forgotten as he tries to focus on keeping his chair from tipping and talking to them at the same time. The monster seems to be checking out Lil Cal by crawling all over him.]



[He always feels so bad when he makes Gamzee sad. Well, when he makes anyone sad. It's not very nice.]