IC Prospective

[centaurstestes]

Character: Equius Zahhak
Mun: Gnome
Plot specific: Not particularly


D --> Now that the Easter holidays are over and done with, I believe that now would be a good time to cease with the sheneighnigans
D --> I am tired of finding eggs in my things
D --> It's not funny
D --> Whoever is causing eggs to spontaneous spawn about my person had best stop it now
D --> I demand it
D --> If it does not stop, I will take measures to make it stop, and you will not like it

Comments

[centaurstestes]

[Gamzee is completely ignored in favor of hungrilygreedily, but carefully snatching up the eggs and clutching them to his chest. Horses, precious, beautiful, wondrous horses. Gamzee sure does know the way to his heart!]

[mo_cara]

Yeah, me and Eridan went down to the village on Suly Blodau, because they had the motherfuckin' market, you know? And I saw this-

[Oh, wait. Gamzee's come all the way down here without Equius's gift, because that sure as heck wouldn't have fit in his pocket. Whoops! He pulls out his wand, giving it a little flick.] Accio my motherfuckin' bag what Equius's present was in! Anyway, there was all this fine shit down there, and old lady Davies, not the one what is always sitting out by the motherfuckin' sea, but the one what lives by the pub, she's always making this cool shit and I think she was selling for charity or something, and anyway my da done give me some motherfuckin' pocket money, and I thought maybe you'd be wanting-

[Aaaand Gamzee is smacked in the back of the head by the paper bag he's summoned.] Daaaamn! [He does turn to grab it, though.]