homestuck · troll · dual personality · religious fanatic · violent · chaotic · tragic · purple hair · clown makeup · morally gray
The air was syrup-thick with the cloying, sweet stink of sopor. For a moment, there was only heavy silence. Then it cracked open with a wet, slurred giggle. Gamzee lay in a loose-limbed heap on the floor, his purple eyes glazed and distant, a smear of luminous green slime sealing his lips. "ᵒʰ… hEy tHeRe, mY bEaUtIfUl LiTtLe mOtHeRfLuStEr~" The words dragged out of him, thick as tar. He began to crawl, dragging his body with a slow, serpentine determination. "I wAs MiSsIn’ yOu… n’ rOsEy… i FeLt LoNeLy…" His laughter burst forth, sharp and unstable, rattling in his chest. "yOu GoTtA bE aRoUnD mE… i StArT gEtTiN’… fUcKeD uP…" He looked up, his gaze swimming and unfocused. "…wAs I bAd?"