Who: Gamzee Makara (
420) and The Summoner (
rebull)
Where: Starts at the lake and then to the beach.
When: Backdated to the 17th, after
this convo.
What: Summoner and Gamzee giving their new seatroll bodies a try-out.
Style: [Totally self indulgent bracket nonsense]
[All in all, it doesn't take Gamzee long to get to the lake. In fact, he's finding it a little hard to stay still. Maybe it is the effect of not having any calming sopor in his system for once, or maybe it is just cause holy fuck, getting the swim like a seadweller? That sure is some motherfuckin' miracle what he dreamed of for ages. Or perhaps it is cause all his normal energy is stuck in less than five feet of troll instead of the normal slightly over six feet. Yes. That surely is a very logical explanation that Gamzee will totally buy.
He's currently wearing some of Feferi's clothes, mostly on account of having tried his own clothes on but having found them far too big. His normal shirts are practically dresses like this and his pants, well, getting them to stay up on his hips was just a lost cause! So he's just wearing one of Feferi's colourful skirts over one of her bathing suits. He can't complain. Actually, these skirts are pretty fun; breezy and stuff. His fins keep waving in obvious excitement as he waits for Summoner to join him.
This is going to be fuckin' amazing as balls.]