Tavros Nitram (
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~Forest of Depression~
WHO: Gamzee Makara, Karkat Vantas, Tavros Nitram
TONE: Depressed and possibly humorous?
RATING: PG-13 or slightly higher.
WHEN: March 18th, mid-day - early evening and later.
WHERE: The Forest
WHAT: They're depressed, so they are going to drown their sorrows in the forest.
STATUS: Ongoing
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Someone who isn't Tavros, tag in and start this off.
TONE: Depressed and possibly humorous?
RATING: PG-13 or slightly higher.
WHEN: March 18th, mid-day - early evening and later.
WHERE: The Forest
WHAT: They're depressed, so they are going to drown their sorrows in the forest.
STATUS: Ongoing
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Nooooo! No, no, no, uh! No! I didn't, I...no! Shit-! I-I...aaaaahhhhh.
[And then for lack of anything else to do he just brought the cup up to his mouth and chugged the remaining vodka because he didn't know what else to do.]
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You need some more, Tavbro. [He tells the smaller boy solemnly, and then snags the other bottle (this one of cheap rye whiskey), and pours Tavros a generous measure.] Okay. So. My finest of fine motherfuckers. Who wants to play a motherfuckin' game?
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Like what? Spin the fucking bottle?
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He allowed Gamzee to fill his cup back up, while he took another puff of his cigarette-cough- and at Gamzee's question, he was about to answer until Karkat spoke. Spin the bottle... Wasn't that something you played when girls were involved?? Or was he remembering wrong? He was probably definitely remembering wrong, because Gamzee had definitely assured them not making out would be involved. So it was pretty much okay to play spin the bottle, then.]
Uhhh, sure! Okay, um, let's play that, yeah! [After he speaks, he drinks some more.]
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[He grins widely, briefly enormously pleased with himself for remembering the name of the game. Then he looks back at Karkat.] But we can play Spin the Bottle if you want, bro. [There was some reason that was a bad idea, he's remembering, but he can't for the life of him think what it is. Oh, well, it can't be that important, right?]
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Fuck no, why would I want to kiss either of you fuckasses? [Never mind the fact that he'd already kissed Gamzee once before. He closed his eyes before leaning back on the musty old bed.] It was a lame suggestion anyway.
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I-cough-, uhh, didn't know that-cough- it...I mean, uh...No,-cough- I wouldn't want to kiss you either, Karkat... [He tries to recover, tries to sound teasing.] Uhh-cough- you're a fuckass too... Um, I'm kidding-cough- by the way! Errr, -cough- about you being a fuckass...
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He giggle-honks instead.] You motherfuckers couldn't handle my sweet lips! But I ain't gonna hold that against you, bros. So let's play the other one!
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Who goes first?
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Uhhh, how d'you play?
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[He grins at Karkat, slow and knowing.] You go first, pick the motherfuckers for me and my bro to all be analyzing our prospects with.
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Okay. Fuck, marry or kill...Azula, Cassie...Graham.
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Uhhhh... Um. Kill...Graham, uh, I guess. Marry Cassie and f- wait! No, oh my god, no. Um...Uh, I- uh-... Kill Graham, Marry, uh... Azula and...fuck Cassie. Because, uh... then Azula and I could divorce! I-I hope...
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Now you pick who won, bro, and they go next!
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Your turn, man.
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Oh, uh... I-I won? Cool! Okay, let me think...
[He drinks more while thinking, running through everyone he can think of.]
Let's see, uh... Marry, Fuck or Kill, uh... Jude, Xion, Feferi!
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Marry Xion, fuck Jude, kill Fef. Hey. [reaching out one long leg to lightly poke Tavros in the thigh with his toe] Bro. Bro. Say 'fuck' again.
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U-uhh...F-f-fuck...! [And he can't help but giggle.]
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Marry Feferi, fuck Xion...kill Jude. [Sorry, surrogate sis, but that would be awkward.]
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I- no, uh... We're in, um, a room, Karkat! Silly -cough- goose... A-Anyway, uh... Gamzee wins, I think. Because you, uh... can't do that to Xion, she's... uh. I don't think she'd like it!
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[Anyway, that means it's his turn!]
All right, motherfuckers, get your listen on for this: Egbert, Prof. Onikous, or motherfuckin' me? [sniggers at his own obvious hilarity]
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Marry Egbert, cliff my weirdo uncle...[He took a deep sigh.] ...Fuck you.
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U-Uh... Um. [Nervous swallow- and his throat is entirely too dry, so he wets it with a little of the booze.] Uhhh... I-I guess, kill the Professor... Um. Uh. I don't, uh...I- I guess, m-marry John and... and...fuck you, Gamzee...
[His face is so red. SO RED.]
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Hell yeah! I got me all my fine bitches in the house~ [And laughing again, he jumps down and dances around Tavros's chair, stopping in front of it, and bending over, bracing his hands on the arms and staring at the Hufflepuff from only a few inches away.] That is if I don't be losing you all to the motherfuckin' pokey for killing a prof, or to a deathmatch for the motherfuckin' hand of Egbert.
[This time when he kisses Tavros, it's right on the corner of the mouth, and then he's dancing away again, over to Karkat, and without even asking permission, he scoops the smaller boy up in his arms, bridestyle, spins him around, then flops back on the bed so the Gryffindor's basically splayed across his lap.]
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