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Who: Nel and open
When: Monday the 29th
Where: The plaza
Style: Action
Status: Open!

[Hueco Mundo is a dimension with only an endless desert. There are no standing bodies of water, no gathered groups of buildings, no congregations of friendly faces. Needless to say, Nel's very confused, and more than a little scared. Her brothers aren't here, Ichigo isn't here, and everything feels weird somehow.

So right now she's doing what any sensible little Arrancar would do, and has made her way back in the coral a bit. She's not doing very well at hiding, since she's loudly calling for her brothers, climbing up on the fragile spikes to look around more.]

Pesche! Dondochakka! Bawabawa! Where is you guys? Nel is looking for you!

[Nel's not very big, a five-year-old girl with a cracked skull on her head and a bright pink stripe across her nose and cheeks, wearing a shapeless green dress. She's got a pretty bad lisp, thanks to missing all her front teeth.]

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[As he touches the coral, for a moment, the marking on the back of his neck glows. Not that it is easy to see, not with all that motherfuckin' hair just obscuring that shit from plain view.

His attention turns back to the little green sister though, and he motions with one hand at the coral.]

'Cause this is some motherfuckin' miracle bringing rock, lil' sis.

[Corals are not rocks, but fuck that, who the fuck cares. The important part is the miracles.]

What is a miracle? ["Lil' sis" is a term Nel's familiar with. "Miracle" isn't.]

[What is a miracle? How does one explain the concept of a miracle when the issue with miracles is that you can't capture them in words.

Gamzee scratches his cheek for a moment, trying to find the right words.]

Shit, how does a motherfucker explain this... A miracle is something beautiful what happens at you, something so motherfuckin' magical that you can't all be putting that shit down into words, you get that?

Like Nel's brothers!

[He gives a (sorta) (vaguely) (one might consider it to be so in certain contexts) wise nod.]

Yeah, you got it. Family is one hell of a bitchtits miracle.

[Nel gives a ... wise nod.]

They is a very bitchtits miracle.

[Someone who understands the value of bros, that's what Gamzee digs.]

Preach it, lil' sister.

[He ventures a glance around.]

Your bros around here?

No. Nel is looking for them but they is not here.

Yeah? What do your bros look like? Maybe I all laid ganderbulb on them before.

[Of course it would be more effective to check the list, but Gamzee and effective are hardly ever used together.]

They is Hollows like Nel.

[That sure is an unfamiliar word. Gamzee's brows knit, and he rubs the back of his neck for a moment.]

Can't say like I know what that is.

[Nel moves a hand up to touch the broken mask on her head.]

They is having masks.

... what is you?

Ain't seen any motherfuckers like that.

[As a clown of the genus horror, Gamzee gotta say he digs that mask she got. It got a certain something to it, reminds him of the oodles of religious art he's got saved on his old laptop.

Which is maybe why he answers like he does. His brain was already on the subject.]

You can't tell? Shit, lil' sister, be ready for getting the wicked knowing laid fine into your thinkmeats. I'm a clown.

[Also troll, but really clown is the most important part of him.]

What is a clown?

[Nel' is sadly lacking in the "knowing about clowns" department.]

Ain't nobody what ever got to informing you what clowns be? Awww, fuck, don't you fret, I can up and explain that shit to you, no biggie.

[If there is anyone who understands what clowns are it is Gamzee!]

See, clowns be some motherfuckers what really dig laughing, you get that? Mirth is the best miracle there is.

They is seeming like pretty cool motherfuckers. [Nel's pretty quick at picking up new words.] Can Nel be a clown?

Lil sis if you wanna be a motherfuckin' clown, we gonna make you the best fuckin' clown there is.

[Aight, so there is some other stuff like the religious aspect of it all etc etc and so on, but fuck that, if this lil' motherfucker wants to be all up feeling the mirth, then who is Gamzee to be saying no to that?]

Really? [Oh yes, Nel's excited.]

Nel is wanting to be a clown!

Then we gotta go and get you set up, lay a sweet face on your bare as bones nug.

[And the glitter, of course. Can't forget the glitter.]

Nel is already having a face. And it is not bare, it is having a estigma. [She crinkles up her nose, trying to show off the bright pink mark without having to let go of the coral she's clinging to.]

[Gamzee doesn't really know what an estigma is, sounds kinda like some food.

He just chuckles, shaking his head a little.]

Naw, your face be as bare as a face can all be, nothing but motherfuckin' air covering your skin. You wanna be a clown you gotta get your paint on all like this.

[He gestures to his face, then touches his cheek for a moment, before holding up his hand to her, showing her the small smears of paint on his fingertips.]

Having a proper face makes a clown a clown.

[Nel reaches out with one hand, touching her fingers to the paint on Gamzee's.]

Can Nel still be having my pink?

I can't all be seeing any reason as to why not.

[Sure, traditionally, the whole subjugglator thing is black and white only. But Gamzee is hardly a traditional troll. Nothing wrong with colours. He's got a little stash of coloured paints as well. Might as well put them to good use.]

[She presses her hand to her cheek, transferring the little bit of paint from her fingers to her skin.]

Good. It is showing who Nel is. That is how other Hollows is knowing Nel.

Then we sure as motherfuck gotta make sure to have that shit on your nug. Else your bros won't get to recognizing you when we find them.

[He extends a hand to her to help her off the coral.]

You wanna get to a motherfucker's hive then. Got all my paints right there at.

[As much of a slob he is with... pretty much everything, his paint and brushes are kept with the utmost of care. The sort of care he only lavishes on his ridiculous clown posters. Hey, he's just a good religious boy, okay.]