His hands go up, claws making all to dig into his scalp as he curls. The old goat, that stupid old goat what he hated so much, what he couldn't stop praying for and giving forgiveness unto like a fucking fool was dead. Dead again because of him, because move fast enough, because never fucking be there by his side, what a waste of a charge he was. And Gamzee... oh mirth, Gamzee... His descendant, his scion, the one fucking thing he did right in his wretched future and now--
His teeth clench tight and he swallows the sound, the scream what wants to get out. There will be no screams this time. He ain't on a fuckin beach no more. This isn't the same as that strife, when it seemed as he lost it all, except for the little ways as it is. He's lost his family, but he's lost it before. And before, he swore as to become the Grand Highblood and he was to succeed.
'When you do this, you will be enacting our revenge.'
Hands shaking, they lower back down into his lap. His eyes are red. He stares ahead, with renewed purpose, just like that final day on the shores.
His fluctuations make up a storm's roar, and a devil's whisper. "WHAT. Happened..."
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No...
No, no, his descendant, Gamzee, his Da, no...
His hands go up, claws making all to dig into his scalp as he curls. The old goat, that stupid old goat what he hated so much, what he couldn't stop praying for and giving forgiveness unto like a fucking fool was dead. Dead again because of him, because move fast enough, because never fucking be there by his side, what a waste of a charge he was. And Gamzee... oh mirth, Gamzee... His descendant, his scion, the one fucking thing he did right in his wretched future and now--
His teeth clench tight and he swallows the sound, the scream what wants to get out. There will be no screams this time. He ain't on a fuckin beach no more. This isn't the same as that strife, when it seemed as he lost it all, except for the little ways as it is. He's lost his family, but he's lost it before. And before, he swore as to become the Grand Highblood and he was to succeed.
'When you do this, you will be enacting our revenge.'
Hands shaking, they lower back down into his lap. His eyes are red. He stares ahead, with renewed purpose, just like that final day on the shores.
His fluctuations make up a storm's roar, and a devil's whisper. "WHAT. Happened..."