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[p2iioniicii2t]

Characters: trolls, trolls, trolls!
Location: up on the island
Time: dusk
Style: mingle! post a thread and play amongst yourselves!
Status: inevitably murdering my inbox and making me cry

[ Twilight fades into the darkness of evening, and a whole gaggle of trolls are up on the island to camp out for one very big reason.

One big, angry, honking reason.

But general terror of the Grand Highblood aside, they're still fairly functional in-so-much as trolls ever are. And that's where the shenanigans come in. ]

Comments

[420]

[Very hopefully.]

Well, what does she all got your pump feeling like?

[toreadorkabull]

She, uh... makes me, feel warm. Fluttery on the inside, like fairies are dancing around in my, uh... my chest. Scared too, sometimes. But it's not really, a bad sort of scared.

-=he gets a little wistful thinking about it=-

[420]

[It's okay, Tavros. Gamzee understands.]

Like you fuckin' wanna make her smile all the time?

[toreadorkabull]

-=nodnodnodnod=-

Yes! Smile, all the time and, uh... hopefully, never stop!

[420]

See, that's all what you gotta fuckin' tell her.

[toreadorkabull]

That sounds like, it would be a good thing to be saying, to someone you like.

[420]

Yeah. Just up gotta let that pump of yours fuckin' get its speak on.

[He reaches down, patting Tavros on the chest, where his heart rests behind his ribs.]

Ain't being no motherfucker what knows what you all be needing best than this lil bro here at.