First Person: [Gamzee isn’t sure what is going on. It’s not a particularly new thing, but it is a bit disconcerting considering he doesn’t know where he’s at. He just knows it’s dark and completely unfamiliar to him.]
[He walks toward the closest building he sees, a rather large one with illuminated windows from the lights within.]
[This is when he feels something in his right leg pocket. He stops walking under a streetlight in order to examine this strange contraption.] How the motherfuck’ did you get all up in there?
[There are buttons on this thing, so clearly the best thing to do is to press all of them to see what happens. The result is a number of lights flashing around at different points around the communicator before a single light remains on at the top of the communicator. Although he doesn’t realize it, Gamzee has turned on the audio function.] What the motherfuck was that all about? Whatever’s got you all up and making lights shine’s gotta be a miracle. I didn’t know you were going to up and do that…
[It hasn’t occurred to him yet that he’s talking strictly to an inanimate object—or is he? He’s too busy being fascinated over this thing that magically appeared in his pants at some point.]
Re: Gamzee Makara || Homestuck || Reserved
[Gamzee isn’t sure what is going on. It’s not a particularly new thing, but it is a bit disconcerting considering he doesn’t know where he’s at. He just knows it’s dark and completely unfamiliar to him.]
[He walks toward the closest building he sees, a rather large one with illuminated windows from the lights within.]
[This is when he feels something in his right leg pocket. He stops walking under a streetlight in order to examine this strange contraption.] How the motherfuck’ did you get all up in there?
[There are buttons on this thing, so clearly the best thing to do is to press all of them to see what happens. The result is a number of lights flashing around at different points around the communicator before a single light remains on at the top of the communicator. Although he doesn’t realize it, Gamzee has turned on the audio function.] What the motherfuck was that all about? Whatever’s got you all up and making lights shine’s gotta be a miracle. I didn’t know you were going to up and do that…
[It hasn’t occurred to him yet that he’s talking strictly to an inanimate object—or is he? He’s too busy being fascinated over this thing that magically appeared in his pants at some point.]