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animus_network2013-01-15 11:01 am
hystericull) wrote in animus_network2013-01-15 11:01 am
011 ♑ [eleventh honk/video]
Content Warning: Thread with Tavros got smutty I really can't believe I'm putting this right in the OP but the general public has a right to be warned.
[The feed clicks on, revealing an extremely wide, extremely frantic purple eye.]
[After a few seconds, the features surrounding said eye come into view, as the operator of the video backs up. And backs up a little more.]
[It's a gargantuan troll. Everything about him looks like it's been blown well out of reasonable proportion. His shoulders took up the width of the screen, and the way he hunched over couldn't have been anything but uncomfortable. His face was painted up like a monotone clown - all dark smudges against stark white. The design hadn't changed much in the sweeps he'd spent here. What was your face was your face, no matter how you felt about it. The paint was what he was born with, the design was a part of him - one thing in life that couldn't be done on a whim.]
[Most of that face, however, was obscured by the most absurd mane of hair imaginable. It exploded from his head in a mass of mats and twists and curls, getting in his eyes and mouth before running down his neck and past his shoulders. It was reminiscent of vines taking over a building - crawling up and threatening to engulf the two massive, spiraling horns that sprouted from his head.]
[For being as giant as he was, Gamzee had been lacking in the brute strength department - a solitary physical trait he failed to inherit from his ancestor. His limbs and neck were thick, but not as thick as they could or should be. His hands rivaled the size of dinner plates, but the fingers on them remained knuckles and spindle.]
[Now that both manic eyes were visible, as well as a decent amount of the rest of him, Gamzee's dark lips parted to speak, revealing terribly sharp and terribly disgusting fangs. Plucking a vial of dark purple liquid from his pants pocket, he held it up to the camera.]
All you magnanimous motherfuckers, please to be all popping the most righteous of motherfuckin' squats at the terminal and start bestowing on to your wicked brother all what's knowledge holy you up and got in those inferior thinkpans 'bout the matter what all is at being your mother fucking blood.
[The feed clicks on, revealing an extremely wide, extremely frantic purple eye.]
[After a few seconds, the features surrounding said eye come into view, as the operator of the video backs up. And backs up a little more.]
[It's a gargantuan troll. Everything about him looks like it's been blown well out of reasonable proportion. His shoulders took up the width of the screen, and the way he hunched over couldn't have been anything but uncomfortable. His face was painted up like a monotone clown - all dark smudges against stark white. The design hadn't changed much in the sweeps he'd spent here. What was your face was your face, no matter how you felt about it. The paint was what he was born with, the design was a part of him - one thing in life that couldn't be done on a whim.]
[Most of that face, however, was obscured by the most absurd mane of hair imaginable. It exploded from his head in a mass of mats and twists and curls, getting in his eyes and mouth before running down his neck and past his shoulders. It was reminiscent of vines taking over a building - crawling up and threatening to engulf the two massive, spiraling horns that sprouted from his head.]
[For being as giant as he was, Gamzee had been lacking in the brute strength department - a solitary physical trait he failed to inherit from his ancestor. His limbs and neck were thick, but not as thick as they could or should be. His hands rivaled the size of dinner plates, but the fingers on them remained knuckles and spindle.]
[Now that both manic eyes were visible, as well as a decent amount of the rest of him, Gamzee's dark lips parted to speak, revealing terribly sharp and terribly disgusting fangs. Plucking a vial of dark purple liquid from his pants pocket, he held it up to the camera.]
All you magnanimous motherfuckers, please to be all popping the most righteous of motherfuckin' squats at the terminal and start bestowing on to your wicked brother all what's knowledge holy you up and got in those inferior thinkpans 'bout the matter what all is at being your mother fucking blood.
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I think it's a well-established fact that most of us have red blood. Except for me in my true form. Then it's orange, but it's not blood. It's LCL.
[Video.]
Dunno all what's fuckin' being worse - what all you crazy-skinned motherfuckers be saddled with the same swill, or that you be touting the fact you all kinds of special with your copper juices.
[A thick purple tongue runs over his fangs.]
But I be getting off the mother fucking track something fierce here.
Re: [Video.]
[She cocks her head, mildly curious.]
[Video.]
[He scowled in disappointment. If she was an anomaly, then she wouldn't have a normal viewpoint on human blood. Oh, well. She could still be of use.]
Tell in me abouts fuckin' that Tang you got slippin' the motherfuck through your veinways sometimes.
Re: [Video.]
[She takes a second to think.]
Oh, did you know humans can breathe it? It can get oxygen to their lungs if they're enclosed in a space with it. And some people even get intoxicated from it.
[And then you could actually make it into human flesh and vice versa if you knew the right process.]
[Video.]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, back this infodump truck the motherfuck up, little pinky. Ain't fuckin' following a word of fucking all what noise be flowin' from them talkflaps yours.
Firstly, do it all motherfuckin' look like I be a motherfucker what knows fuckin' shit all about human blood!?
Re: [Video.]
[Video.]
Don't give a fuck.
Tell me what else it do.
[There's gotta be something that makes human blood not so... inconsequential.]
Re: [Video.]
[But if he wants other functions...]
It gives us our skin color. You know how when skin gets peeled off and dried it doesn't look the same as living skin? That's because it's only the right color when there's blood running under it.
[Video.]
Huh... that's fuckin' weird ass shit, yo. The fuck be all the color of your motherfucking hides true, then?
Re: [Video.]
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[All right, he sort of is.]
Why all be some of you motherfuckers coming in a fuckin' variety of fruity flavors, then? If you alls got the same motherfuckin' blood underneath?
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I meant your motherfuckin' skin. Y'all fuckers come in fuzzberry to fudgeblock and I ain't never fuckin' was all up to setting my stubs on nothin' like it before.
[A pause.]
Wait, you ain't human? You sure fuckin' look like one of them bastards. Quit spilling them wicked untruths at me, motherfucker. I got glance nuggets in my face, I can fuckin' see your ass.
no subject
[She shakes her head.]
Do I need to prove it to you or something?
no subject
Heheheh, maybe?
no subject
See?