The Conversation
Tick tock.
Shut up.
Tick tock.
Shut up.
Tick tock.
Shut up.
Tick tock.
Shut up.
Tick tock Gamzee come on it's time to go.
Hurry up little one you are filled with so much woe.
You need to end this misery that dwells deep within your heart.
Do I need to spell it out for you shit where do I even start?
Shut up you crazy stupid bird I don't want to hear your shit.
Who the fuck let you out of your cage!?
Fuck I'm so sick of this shit!
That's right Gamzee don't listen to that fowl bird.
All he wants is to eat your flesh. Isn't that outrageously absurd?
I on the other hand have pure good intentions for my sweet little friend.
You dear boy will listen to me when we near the end.
Not you Mr. Baphy. Please go back to bed.
You two talking at once always hurts my head.
Bullshit! You will obey me wither you like it or not.
So hurry up you little shit and blow your head off with one shot.
No wait here take my noose. Wrap it tightly around your neck.
Hurry up little one, it will only take a sec.
You'll say yes, Lord yes. You will trust me and obey.
You'll say yes, Lord yes. To your will and to your way.
Listen to this wise old goat. Do you like the way I sing these notes?
No! I don't want to hurt him!
So please don't tease me with that hymn.
I don't give a fuck what you do or what you say!
But I'm going to do things my own motherfuckin way.
You don't want to hurt him?
Oh I don't think that's true.
Are you sure you don't want to hurt him?
Even though he makes a fool out of you.
Shut the fuck up you old ass motherfucker.
That kid over there is a saint.
He'd never do anything to hurt me.
I don't want to hear any more of your Goddamn complaints.
Gamzee why are you ignoring me?
You will be so much happier when you slit your throat.
Now this is a promised guarantee.
Here I'll even write your note.
Instead of offing yourself you should do something about that awful child.
He's far too nice, pure and sweet and way too disgustingly mild.
So do me a favor are you listening brother?
Make his life a living hell or slaughter the little fucker.
Alright Mr. Baphy. Fine you win.
I'm just so tired of arguing so I'll just give up and give in.
Giving up already are we? That's rare but great to hear.
Now tell me what you plan to do. Come on I'm all ears.
I'll make his little life unbearable and sick.
I'll do it every day I see him.
Are you happy now you fucking prick?
Now leave me alone to grieve him.
Fine good night I'm going back to sleep.
But remember you can never escape because you belong to me.
Even though you were once humble and meek.
Sorry. This is what happens when I'm bored.
So basically this is Gamzee talking to Mr. Corby the crow and Mr. Baphy the goat. The voices in his head. The crow wants him to commit suicide while the goat wants him to harm others.