♑ Many small boxes and Maruzee

[420]

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.]

Comments

[420]

[Gamzee just kinda stares as she wriggles her way into the box. How does one kitty even fit in there. Must be a fuckin' magic box. Or a magic kitty.]

[bestestfurrend]

[All kitties are magic!

She turns and twists about, making herself comfortable, and then looks at him expectantly.]

Now it's your turn!

[420]

[Time to just kinda... fold up into himself and stuff himself into this box. Which... succeeds more or less. Okay, so one of his long legs keeps sticking out. And his horns and definitely not going to fit inside but it works? More or less?]

[bestestfurrend]

[Now it's time for the next step! Purr like a small engine! Come on, Gamzee, join her!]

[420]

Rrrrrrrr

[What that is like purring, right?]

[bestestfurrend]

Purrpurrpurrrrrrrrrrr! Like this, Gamzee!

[420]

[He'll try!]

PPprrrrpprrrr.

[So, he purrs with an accent. He was raised in goat, ok. Lets see Nepeta bleat.]

[bestestfurrend]

Yesss!

[It's a purring band all up in these here boxes!]

[420]

Prrrprbt

[Whoops that wasn't him purring. That was him sticking out his tongue.]

[bestestfurrend]

Gamzeeeeee!

[She wriggles out of her box and pounces onto him in his, sticking out her tongue too (and somehow managing to stick it in his ear).]

[420]

[He laughs, trying to ward her off. And keep her tongue out of his ear. Shit was ticklish.]

Woah. Careful with the motherfuckin' goods.

[bestestfurrend]

Heehee, you failed your purring test, mister!

[And apparently the punishment for that is - having a kitty troll vigorously rubbing her face into his hair as she laughs.]