Vatheon Voicemail.

[rebull]

"Heeeey, Lysunder's voicemail here, and if you weren't looking for me, well then lucky you, leave a message anyway and maybe it will be the start of something revolutionary. Beep."

For the record, that first beep was him just saying beep. The real beep is in a few seconds.

-Beep.-

Comments

[Action]

[420]

[Maybe if Pyralspite wasn't so intimidating, Gamzee would be able to remember how Terezi's lusus had looked when he had scooped up her corpse to deposit her in the sprite. But well, it is pretty hard to remember events that had happened a sweep back when you were getting stared down by that bright-ass stare.

Thank god Summoner is here.

Gamzee doesn't really get up yet, instead just turning his head to look at him.]

Holy fuck. Is that your lusus?

[Action]

[rebull]

[Makes sense, yeah, she's not too keen on your smell, kiddo, but she's not going to just pounce you, especially since Summoner seems to be pretty relaxed still.]

[Whom of which keeps his smile and moves a hand to beckon Gamzee closer.]

Ah, don't let her scare ya- uh, no, heh, more of uh... a partner. [Glances up to her fondly.]

Re: [Action]

[420]

[Yeah, sorry, he ate one of those human hot barkbeasts and that smell just kinda lingers. He wiped his hands on his pants and everything and yet it clings.

He scrambles up when Summoner beckons him closer. Well, if Summoner is cool with it then surely this is no danger, right? If you can't trust in your bro's judgement, then what can you trust in?

And, now that he is kinda getting over the first startled reaction it is actually pretty fuckin' cool.]

Man, I'm thinking like... this bro might even all be bigger than mine was.

[And his ol' goat was huge!]

[Action]

[rebull]

[The hot barkbeasts... okay yeah maybe that's what she smells, well that ontop of clown. Actually maybe the hot barkbeasts is what's making you tolerable.]

Heh, uh, maybe. What was yours? [A glance Pyral's way before he moves to sit down again, trying to get Gamzee to chill with him. While he sits he also removes a few things from his sylladex- scissors, thread, the like.]

[Action]

[420]

[Gamzee would totally be willing to go roll in a pile of them were that ever needed.

Or

Not needed.

Actually that sounds horrendously fun, can he just go roll in a pile of them for funsies?]

Seagoat. You know, front part all being that of a horned bleatbeast, and the back parts all belonging to a finbeast.

[Summoner sitting down helps him relax enough to plop down next to him as well, loosely holding the shirts be brought on his lap.]

Big as my motherfuckin' hive, I think he was. He was chill. What was yours? Seeing as like this bro isn't it.

[He nods at Pyral for a moment with his head.]

[Action]

[rebull]

[Rolling in a bile of hotdogs, who else but your dear friend Gamzee.]

Oh- [Oh, that, type of lusus. Not the nicest for creatures...]

[Summoner glances to the shirts, moving to take them and inspect them in his hands.]

So he was in the water all the time? Ah, heh, a bull, a big lazy bull. [Grins.] Could fly too. Pyral Spite came a little later. And she's always been more of a friend and a partner than a lusus, eh girl? [A wide smile, looking up to the large creature. She puffs out a little smoke and flicks to tip of her tail. Damn straight she's a friend and partner, she's got a troll, a dead one, but still.]

[Action]

[420]

Yeah? How did you bros meet?

[Cause lets face it, it can be pretty rare for a lusus to tolerate trolls not their own, let alone stand become friends with one and partner up. It makes Gamzee pretty curious. And hey, he likes a good story.]

[Action]

[rebull]

Nothing too spectacular, heh. With my commune it's hard not to meet different types of lusii eventually, and well- [A shrug.] Something just worked out I guess. Might've been because of my can do attitude. [A laugh. Pyral snorts some smoke.]

My life was already going up in flames, guess she figured she wanted to help me spread it a bit more. I'm also just an alluring, charming gentletroll. [Another snort from Pyral Spite who this time blows a little fire at him, nothing to burn him but noticeable enough to turn a head.]