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♑ Many small boxes and Maruzee
Who: Troll kids and anyone who wants to join
When: Saturday, May 26, in the early afternoon
Where: The Land of Boxes and Joy
Style: Whichever.
Status: Open, feel free to threadjack and use it as a general mingling log.
[Boxes. Boxes! So many boxes.
Gamzee knows how these boxes got here --miracles!-- and for what reason --mating! cause that is what all animals on tv do when they come together in large groups which clearly means that in a few weeks they will hear the pitter-patter of little matchboxes-- but he has no idea what he is doing. Well. He is building. Duh. But he has no idea what it will be. He figures the boxes will just let him know once he is done building. So far he's got a stack of boxes put together in the centre and the starts of a haphazard wall surrounding them. Could be anything really.
But it is totally a boxfort.]
When: Saturday, May 26, in the early afternoon
Where: The Land of Boxes and Joy
Style: Whichever.
Status: Open, feel free to threadjack and use it as a general mingling log.
[Boxes. Boxes! So many boxes.
Gamzee knows how these boxes got here --miracles!-- and for what reason --mating! cause that is what all animals on tv do when they come together in large groups which clearly means that in a few weeks they will hear the pitter-patter of little matchboxes-- but he has no idea what he is doing. Well. He is building. Duh. But he has no idea what it will be. He figures the boxes will just let him know once he is done building. So far he's got a stack of boxes put together in the centre and the starts of a haphazard wall surrounding them. Could be anything really.
But it is totally a boxfort.]
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[Yeah he's just gonna try to step back and get away from those grabby box-hands, but not before tripping over himself and falling back on his ass.]
Fuck!
[Yeah he's glaring at the box now, holding himself up on his elbows while lifting one foot up, pressing it against the box to keep it from getting closer.]
Who the fuck are you? Get out from that infernal thing!
[Though... That laugh did sound familiar...]
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[ Figure it out yet, Eridan? ]
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[Well he feels stupid.]
What are you ewen doin' in that bloody thing?
[Yeah he's... putting his foot down now.]
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... Wow what is this? Spongebob?
[HUFF]
...what.
Places it on Eridan's head. ]
Try it! You'll see!
C:
[And he just sits there.]
Uh...
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[ Don't mind her poking her head up underneath the edge of the box. ]
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[Have a flat look, Fef.]
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Like now, it's your wizard lair! Or whatever wizards have...
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You COULD call it a lair, but wizards stay in castles or ominous towers, Fef.
[You should know this!]
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