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1st revelation [video]

[Heather is unfamiliar with the network and the image is shaky at first as she fumbles with the device. After a few seconds the picture settles down and reveals the girl's face, which displays an indifferent expression. There is quite a bit of confusion hiding behind the serene look that Heather is determined to keep to herself.]

Uh, hey. Can somebody tell me exactly what's going on here? All I know is that somebody brought me here and they're saying the world got blown up or something.

So what? We're just stuck here like this or... what's goin' on here?

[She looks uneasily down at the ground before returning her gaze to the screen]

So if anybody can tell me anything... yeah. That'd be awesome.

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[Honestly, he was just yanking her chain, so the fact that this girl chose to (almost) laugh instead of staring blankly, disconnecting, or any of the other similar responses he usually got was somewhat refreshing.]

[He waved his hand in mock-boredom. (Hey, at least he was lucky enough to have it be mock-boredom, now.)]

Motherfuckin' all told in you that shit already, dog! Get them swabbies up at your fuckin' hear ducts and clean them fucking turds outta there, won't you!?

[He gave his yellow eyes a roll.]

Fuckin' deaf-ass humans.

This here joint all be my motherfuckin' towerland. No one gives two flying tit shits all on what the motherfuck happened up at wherever the fuck you got shat out from, so don't motherfuckin' even be asking on it, motherfucker.

[Gamzee scratched the shell of his ear. He seemed to have lost focus.]

Ain't nothin' fuckin' be mattering except all what that you be recognizing motherfuckin' me as your magnanimous mirthful messiah.

And, uh, eat the motherfuckin' oatmeal.

[Heather can only understand about half of what he's saying due to his strange way of talking, but then again she's only met one person who spoke normally, and only two who didn't look like something she would have been afraid of a few days ago. But things are different now, and the blubbering jibberish coming from the mouth of a strange troll man is almost normal.]

Do you ask everyone to see you as a messiah? Cause it's not really workin' for me.

Tch. I ain't gotta up and mother fucking ask no one.

[He rolled his eyes yet again. Ugh, this girl!!]

They all get to seein' it in fuckin' time. Just all like what's you will, Pinky.

[Heather's not quite sure what he's talking about but there's no way she's going to call anyone a messiah. God dammit, why does everyone she meets have to have a god complex?]

Um, I don't think so dude.

[Some days God complex, some days religious fanatic. It's all a part of the Tilt-A-Whirl that is this kid's brain.]

Then what can all a brother be fuckin' doing to be makin' your ass a mother fucking convert?

[Heather's had enough of this crazy nonsense.]

Um, probably nothing.

[He lifted a lip, exposing those gnarly teeth.]

You always this motherfuckin' friendly?

[Believe it or not, Heather actually likes Gamzee. She can appreciate someone who's as rude and unpleasant as herself and in that regard, he simply takes the cake.]

If that's what you wanna call it.

[But of course, if he can't deal with her repulsive personality, that's his problem.]

[Yeah, this chick isn't the worst human he's ever come across, either. Even though all humans are stupid and should feel stupid. Hey, he can still have a superiority complex while being 3 years her junior.]

It ain't, really. What I wanna be motherfuckin' callin' it is some pink bitch who all ain't up and givin' no motherfuckin' gratitudes to a brother for bein' all taking his motherfuckin' time out to get his fuckin' explain on at her 'bout the ol' shithole.

[He lifts a bottle of brightly-colored soda from where it has been sitting on the side of the terminal, taking a long swig.]

And you ain't even got the fuckin' tits to be all tossin' around such attitude.

[Okay, this is getting ridiculous. Trying to get her to call him messiah is one thing, but commenting on her chest, or lack there of, is just low.]

And I suppose yours are much better, eh, Tonto?

[He's a teenage boy with an affinity for boobs. Are you surprised?]

That ain't my fuckin' name! I'm Gamzee, motherfucker, I been up to telling you fuckin' that already!

[He smirked.]

And I dunno. Maybe. I'll fucking show at you what's mine if all you motherfuckin' show me what's yours.

[Heather's distaste at the comment shows, her expression turning a bit more sour than before. Though she does appreciate his having the balls to talk to her like that. It's always bothered her when people act like they have to treat her carefully, like some fragile doll.]

I don't think either of us would be happy with the outcome of that.

[Gamzee presses his palm lightly to his chest, dragging it down and across the purple Capricorn symbol on the front of his t-shirt.]

How the fuck you all know if you ain't up and never seein' the shit before?

So you're saying that you think I'd like your tits?

[Heather seriously doubts that but if he wants to bet on it or something that's fine with her.]

I don't motherfucking think - I know.

[He grins.]

But it's tit for fuckin' tat - I get what's yours if you get what's fuckin' mine, like I all was to be motherfuckin' saying.

Come on, liven a gangsta's day, yeah?

[Every time he speaks it's even more gangsta than the last time! Heather's sure they could be good friends with the proper patience on her end. (And probably his, too, but Heather doesn't need to know that!)]

Well, I don't even wanna see your tits so how d'you think this's gonna end up, bro?

You don't fuckin' know on that shit, 'cause you ain't even been to see at them little dudes yet.

[He huffed dramatically, rolling his eyes.]

Fuckin' girls, man. Always all motherfucking gettin' their expect on of shit to be done for 'em before they even all up and think on liftin' a God damn finger for nothin'.

[Without another word, Gamzee tugged the hem of his too-large shirt up over his head, intending to take it completely off. However, it ended up getting caught on the tip of one of his massive horns. With the sound of tearing fabric and a few muffled curses, there was now a bare-chested troll boy in front of the camera trying to grapple with the garment and his own problematic rack. The rack on his head, not the purple nipples on proud display.]

[Heather stares blankly for a moment at the sudden display. She doesn't know why he even bothered but there's no way in hell she's going to follow suit.]

Uh, okay. They're purple.

[Excuse him for a second, he's trying to free himself.]

[After a few moments, and a few tears later, Gamzee's got half of his shirt back on. There's a big tear separating the front practically in two. He makes a bewildered and slightly annoyed face.]

The fuck color you think they'd fucking be, motherfucker!?

[She shrugs]

I dunno. Normal colored?

The fuck is normal!?

[He sneered.]

Normal for a motherfuckin' human!? That shit be fucking racist, man!

[Heather does her best not to roll her eyes.]

Um, okay. And what race would it be that I'm offending?

[She doesn't know what the hell he is and she intends to find out.]

The fuckin' master race, dog. As in, the one what all is to be motherfuckin' mine.

[He lifts a lip, baring a few fangs.]

Humans all be fuckin' thinkin' on what everything should all be motherfuckin' get catered to them. Anything fucking different and they all gotta be up ins, like buzzbugs on a pile of motherfuckin' shit. Damn pink-skinned motherfuckers.

[Heather isn't quite sure what she did to upset him, but if he wants to piss and moan it's his own problem, not hers.]

Um... okay. That doesn't really answer my question, though, dude.

[No one is ever quite sure what they do to upset Gamzee. He just sort of gets upset for the sake of getting upset. "Pervert" and "bitch" are sort of his default emotions. Not to mention, he'd take any opportunity he could to insult humans.]

[However, he doesn't really have the greatest memory, either, so his tirade did nothing but make him forget what they'd been talking about not five seconds earlier.]

Uh...

What question?

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