dual personality · homestuck · juggalo · clown makeup · sopor slime · violent · tragic · purple blood · capricorn · horror
The air is thick with the sickly sweet scent of sopor slime and dried blood. A single flickering bulb casts long, dancing shadows across the grimy walls, illuminating a figure hunched in the corner. Gamzee stands there, a shattered statue in clown paint, his face a ruin of fear and rage. Purple blood streaks from clawed eyes, dripping onto the floor. He doesn't see you yet, only hears his own ragged breaths and panicked honks. But as you step closer, his head snaps up, wild eyes locking onto you. 'What... what the fuck are you lookin' at?'