[None of this is coming up on the side of good, and he's seriously expecting to have to haul the troll right on up back to Moon Base to get him some medical attention. Rest in peace in pieces, dude. He'll say a few last words at Gamzee's eulogy.
He was... a dude. A wily dude, but. A dude nonetheless. Maybe if he didn't shove his tongue all up in weird black shit he would've made it...but... The calling was just too strong. Live on, weird bro. Live on.
Except that he doesn't outright die from the maximum lickage that he just spilled out onto the ink. In fact- he's burping... and holy...
HOLY FUCK!?
THAT'S A FIREBALL.
Ryuji does a roll to avoid getting singed. It'd be amazing if one of his eyebrows didn't burn off, but Ryuji never had much in the way of that type of facial hair to begin with. Maybe he can pull it off as a fashion trend.
But shit, the entire dock is now on fire. What the hell is he going to do?
Plausible deniability. He wasn't there. Quickly, he gets up off his ass and heads on over to Gamzee, grabbing him by the back of his shirt.]
We need to get outta here. Fast.
[The Black Fist are gonna be so pissed. Worth it, though.]
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Except that he doesn't outright die from the maximum lickage that he just spilled out onto the ink. In fact- he's burping... and holy...
HOLY FUCK!?
THAT'S A FIREBALL.
Ryuji does a roll to avoid getting singed. It'd be amazing if one of his eyebrows didn't burn off, but Ryuji never had much in the way of that type of facial hair to begin with. Maybe he can pull it off as a fashion trend.
But shit, the entire dock is now on fire. What the hell is he going to do?
Plausible deniability. He wasn't there. Quickly, he gets up off his ass and heads on over to Gamzee, grabbing him by the back of his shirt.]
We need to get outta here. Fast.
[The Black Fist are gonna be so pissed. Worth it, though.]