sortinghat_logs | ~Forest of Depression~

[Gamzee blinks at Tavros ... then bursts out laughing. Not the mocking kind, but genuine pleased amusement.] Hell yeah, my brother! That would fuck a motherfucker's shit up!

[He hops off the table, and then does his peculiar dancing walk behind Tavros, so he can loop an arm around the Hufflepuff's shoulders from behind, and press his forehead into the younger boy's mohawk.] You always know how to say this shit. Both of you motherfuckers. You always got the right motherfuckin' words.

[The bullhorns comment makes Karkat blink a little before he laughs right along with Gamzee. It's actually more of a chuckle than an outright laugh, the Gryffindor certainly not loose enough for that yet. He hasn't laughed since...shit, probably when he was four. It's still certainly weird to hear Karkat laughing, given he hasn't in his whole three years in Hogwarts.

He takes another drag of his cigarette, coughing before shaking his head.]

Never thought you'd be one for skull fucking, Tav, but that's pretty good.

[Tavros was okay with the laughing, totally fine with Gamzee putting his arm around him putting his forehead in his mohawk. Sure that was a little awkward, but they were laughing- Karkat was laughing, it made him feel included! It definitely made him feel happy and he chuckled along with them- until Karkat's comment. He froze and his eyes went wide.]

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.]

[Gamzee kept cackle/honking, and then he raised his head and kissed Tavros soundly ... on the ear. Which really, could probably easily be written off as just Gamzee weirdness.]

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?

[Okay, so maybe that hadn't been the smartest thing to say but fuck if Tavros wasn't cute with the way he stammered. Wait what? Where the fuck did that come from? Karkat immediately sobered up that thought by taking another drag of his cigarette, glancing away slightly before looking back at Gamzee with a raised eyebrow.]

Like what? Spin the fucking bottle?

[Tavros drew in a small breath when he felt Gamzee kiss his ear. And a shiver definitely didn't go down the part of the spine he could still feel. And his ear was definitely not tingling once Gamzee pulled away. And he totally didn't let out a nervous little laugh.

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.]

[Gamzee blinks, his wide indigo eyes puzzled.] Uh, I was gonna say Murder, Fuck, Kill. [pauses] No, wait a motherfuckin' minute, that ain't how it goes. Marry, Eat, Fuck? No! Marry, Fuck, Kill, that's it!

[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?]

[Karkat doesn't even remember why he suggested Spin the Bottle, but there was definitely a bad idea about it. He raised an eyebrow, taking another drag of his cigarette with roll of his eyes.]

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.

[Tavros laughed for some reason at Gamzee trying to remember the name of the game. He didn't know why it was funny, but it definitely was. He was taking a drink when Karkat spoke and it caused him to swallow it wrong, resulting in more choking.]

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...

[Gamzee takes a long drag off his cigarette, narrowing his his eyes at Karkat in a cool look. He almost says something nasty, almost lets that side of himself out, because he's drunk, even though he knows that's just Karkat being Karkat. The words are on his lips, Yeah, I guess I'm motherfuckin' shit compared to Jade, Dave sure seems to be thinking so, stung and mean, but then Tavros speaks up, and it all smooths away again.

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!

[It's probably a good thing Gamzee didn't speak what was on his mind. Even though he was well under way to being drunk off his ass and high as a kite, it would have still garnered some kind of reaction out of him. He opens his own eyes just in time to catch Gamzee's gaze before it vanishes, blinking a little before tilting his head in a shrugging motion.]

Who goes first?

[Tavros blinks, because at least he sort of knew how to play spin the bottle. This one he's not familiar with.]

Uhhh, how d'you play?

So, right, check it. [Gamzee jumps up on the table again, settling himself cross-legged.] One motherfucker be getting his think on, and he comes up with three other motherfuckers what everyone all knows what's playing. And then all the players in the room gots to make their decision - one they got to get all hitched up to, one they just got to get it on with, and one they got to do a low-down nasty to and end that motherfucker's life. And then they say it! And then it's some other motherfucker's turn!

[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.

[Karkat raises an eyebrow at the grin sent his way before he sits back, crossing his arms loosely over his chest. He takes one last drag of his cigarette before he snuffs it out, turning his attention to Tavros.]

Okay. Fuck, marry or kill...Azula, Cassie...Graham.

[Tavros thinks hard about the rules of the game, tries to comprehend them as best he can when his mind feels kind of weird, as if it's hard to really cement anything in there fully. He feels a little lightheaded from the cigarette, but he takes another puff off of it before he then sets his mind to Karkat's question.]

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...

Marry Cassie, because she seems like a sweet little woman, and she probably makes bitchtits pies. Fuck Graham, because that motherfucker needs it, and kill Azula. Because same. [taking a pull directly off the whiskey bottle]

Now you pick who won, bro, and they go next!

[Jeez who to pick. Karkat rolls their answers over in his head before shrugging and glancing at Tavros.]

Your turn, man.

[Tav's eyebrows shoot up in surprise.]

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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[Huh ... that's harder. Gamzee doesn't really want to kill any of those girls. Jude's kind of bitchy sometimes, but ... and anyway, he's sort of distracted by Tavros.]

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.

[Tavros shrinks down slightly in his seat, eyes widening a little.]

U-uhh...F-f-fuck...! [And he can't help but giggle.]

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[Gamzee grins warmly at him, then leans over to refill his glass, even though it's not empty yet.] Ain't you about the most tastysweet adorable thing motherfuckin' ever?

[Karkat rolled his eyes vaguely at the display, mumbling 'get a fucking room' under his breath. Or at least he thought it was under his breath. He rubbed his head. This one was going to be hard.]

Marry Feferi, fuck Xion...kill Jude. [Sorry, surrogate sis, but that would be awkward.]

[His cheeks definitely didn't go pink at Gamzee's compliment at all and he doesn't giggle a little more as he goes to drink his newly refilled cup. Also he doesn't choke again upon hearing Karkat's remark.]

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!

[Gamzee clasped his hands over his head, shaking them wildly in a gesture of triumph, grinning like an idiot, then adding, slyly to Karkat-] You sure be thinking about a lot of dirty things today, my brother.

[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]

[Karkat's face flushes bright red as he draws a leg up to rest his foot on the side of the bed, hunching his shoulders. He could blame it on the alcohol, but that wouldn't be telling the truth. He was jealous of the way they were acting, and it put a bit of a damper on his already sour and fucked up mood.]

Marry Egbert, cliff my weirdo uncle...[He took a deep sigh.] ...Fuck you.

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