Be Gamzee

You are asleep having a horrible nightmare. You toss around in your bed.

Your dream has you holding your Juggling club looking at some poor motherfucker. You laugh and slowly walk towards him.

He starts freaking out and trys to run away from you. You laugh and say "run. RUN MOTHERFUCKER, FUCKING RUN!".

He starts running away, but he gets stuck in a dead end. You laugh and tell him to beg. "beg. MOTHEFUCKIN BEG!" he crys and begs. You take in the miraculous sight and laugh. "you didn't beg good enough"

He satrts saying "Oh god no. SOME ONE HELP!"

"HAHAHAHAHAH, MOTHERFUCKER ITS ONLY GOING TO HURT FOR A FUCKING SECOUND HAHAHAH!" You then start to hit him in the head while laughing.

You then wake up in cold sweat huffing for air. 'WhAt ThE fUcK! wHy ThE mOtHeRfUcK dId I dReAm ThAt?'

You get up and go to you bath room to rinse your face off. You stare into the mirror at your self 'Im NoT a MoThErFuCkIn MuRdEr!'

Then you hear a very odd voice '"but brother its not so bad. MOTHERFUCKERS DESERVE IT! they hate you and mock you. THEY THINK YOURE A WORTHLES MOTHERFUCKER! they dont want you around. THEY WISH THAT YOU WOULD GO FUCKING DIE!"

"WhAt? No ThEy DoNt, TaVbRo WoUlD nEvEr ThInK tHaT." you say, with the ever most unsureness in your voice.

"oh? MOTHERFUCKER JUST KEEP TELLING YOUR SELF THAT! deep down you know he hates you. HE ALWAYS HAS, MOTHERFUCKER JUST WAS BEING NICE TO FOOL YOU! after talking to you he would just think to him self how much of an idiot you are. HE JUST WANTED TO FUCKING MAKE YOU THINK HE WAS YOUR FRIEND SO HE COULD JUST FUCKING HURT YOU!"

"nO! iTs NoT tRuE!" You fall to your knees. You then grab your hair and squeeze it very tightly while clenching your eyes shut. "mOtHeRfUcKeR sHuT uP!" You start feeling tears pool up in your eyes.

"whats wrong brother. YOU FINALY ADMITING THE MOTHERFUCKING TRUTH?"

You begin shouting while tears run down your cheeks. "sHuT uP sHuT uP sHuT uP sHuT uP!"

"why i'm just stating the facts. IM JUST TELLING THE MOTHERFUCKING TRUTH BROTHER! we can get rid of tavros."

You then open your eyes widely and start to tremble. "w-WhAt?"

"MOTHERFUCKER YOU HEARD ME, DID I FUCKING STUDER?"

"No I cAnT! mOtHeRfUcKeR dOnT eVeR fUcKiNg SaY tHaT!" You yell furiously.

"dont ever say you cant. MOTHERFUCKER YOU CAN AND MOTHERUCKIN WILL, BECAUSE YOU KNOW THATS ITS THE RIGHT MOTHERFUCKIN THING TO DO! paint the miracles with his blood from his veins. FROM HIS MOTHERFUCKIN VEINS WILL YOU PAINT THE WICKED PICTURES!"

You cant handle it any more. You close your eyes and start yelling and screaming. "sToP! mOtHeRfUcKiN sToP! pLeAsE, aNy OnE fUcKiNg HeLp!"

"what about karkat? MOTHERFUCKER HATES YOU! remember? HE FUCKING SAYS IT EVERY TIME YOU TALK TOO HIM! go ask him. BUT WAIT, YOU ALREADY KNNOW ITS FUCKING TRUE. motherfucker will never like you. NEVER HAS, NEVER MOTHERFUCKING WILL! see brother you know i'm right. YOU'VE ALWAYS KNEW I WAS MOTHERFUCKIN RIGHT! now lets kill this motherfucker. LETS FUCKING SMASH HIS MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD IN! let the dust from his head spread every where. LET HIS MIRACULOUS MOTHERFUCKING BLOOD FLOW EVERY WHERE! hahahahahah. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Then the voice, just stopped. You open your eyes and look around. no one seems to be there. You then fall on your side and cry your self asleep.

Three weeks earlier

You woke up and started to talk to you miraculous friend Karkat on the computer.

"HeY bRo :o)"

"UGGHH WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT CLOWN FUCK?"

"JuSt To SeE hOw My MoThErFuCkIn BeSt FrIeNd Is DoInG."

"I WAS FUCKING FINE ALL DAY UNTIL SOME FUCK ASS STARTED TALKING TO ME. GOD WHY THE FUCK DO YOU EVEN LIKE TALK TO ME? I FUCKING HATE YOU! YOU WORTHLESS SACK OF SHIT!"

You space out not even noticing your bro talking too you. You're just thinking about how the fuck some one all up and put these parts and shit together to be able to talk over long distance to each other. Motherfucking miracles bro. Then you snap back into reality.

"bRo HoW tHe FuCk DoSe ThIs MoThErFuCkIn ThInG wOrK?"

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT YOU DUMB SHIT! DO YOU MEAN THE COMPUTER?"

"yA bRo. FuCkInG tHiNg Be AlL uP aNd MiRaCuLoUs."

"OH MY FUCKING GOD! NO. NONONONONONONONO! FUCK YOU, I'M NOT GOING TO WASTE MY FUCKING TIME TELLING A DIP SHIT WHO'LL FORGET IN FUCKING FIVE MINUTES. SO FUCK YOU!"

"WhAt WeRe TaLkInG aBoUt BrO? tHiS mOtHeRfUcKiN wAlL iS aLl Up So MiRaCuLoUs AnD sHiT."

"YOU FUCKING SEE WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT. YOU'RE SUCH A FUCKING DIP SHIT! GODDAMN IT WHY AM I EVEN TALKING TOO YOU?"

"bEcAuSe I'm YoUr MoThErFuCkIn BeSt FrIeNd. HoNk. :o)"

"GODDAMN I HAVE THE WOREST BEST FRIEND! NO FUCK THAT. YOU'RE NOT EVEN MY FRIEND."

"Do,:"

"YES FUCKING CRY FUCK-ASS!"

"NaH. mOtHeRfUcKiN wOnT gEt My CrY oN bEcAuSe I kNoW yOu'Re kIdDiNg. AnY wAy I gOt My HuNgEr On TiMe FoR a MirAcUlOuS pIe."

"STOP EATING THAT SHIT. THATS PROBALY WHY YOU'RE SUCH A DIP SHIT. FUCK ILL LIKE YOU MORE IF YOU STOP EATING THAT SHIT AND THROW IT OUT. IT'LL EVEN MAKE ME FUCKING HAPPY."

"ReAlLy?"

"FUCK YA!"

"Ok"

"OK WHAT?"

"I wOnT eAt ThEm AnY mOrE aNd ThRoW iT aLl OuT."

"REALLY?

"fUcK yA! yOu ShOuLd Be AlL uP aNd HaPpY aNd ShIt BrO."

"FUCKING ABOUT TIME JEZZ. I'LL FUCKING COME OVER AND HELP"

"tHaTs ChIlL aS fUcK."

"I'LL BE RIGHT OVER FUCK-ASS."

"oK"

Later you hear knocking on your door. you go to answer it to see it's Karkat.

"HEY FUCK-ASS. LETS GET THIS OVER WITH I DON'T HAVE ALL FUCKING DAY."

"FuCk YeAh BrO lEtS gEt OuR cLeAn On."

You and your best friend clean your house getting rid of all the Sopor slime. After all the cleaning your friend leaves to buy you some normal food. You wait there, just stareing at the wall from your couch. Your friend returns and drops the food off, but you've never made real food. So you ask him to make you diner tonight. He gets mad but starts making you two diner. After diner he leaves you with some recipes for food, and leaves your house.

One week later

You start getting pretty angry at people some times. But nothing to bad, you'd just yell at them a bit. But still, yelling? This isn't you, you have no idea why you could be acting so odd. Some times in the heat of the moment you almost hit some one from making you so angry. You stopped your self from this and just walked away though.

Another week later.

You are walking into a bad part of town. There are sirens going off in the backround, you hear gun shots but you dont even notice. Every thing is muffled and a bit blurry. Your eye is twitching, and your rubbing your arm. You can't stop. For some reason you just cant stop. You're also have a Juggling club in your hand, you were hoping you could find a place to juggle to calm your self the fuck down. Some big muscular man notices you, and makes fun of you.

"Hey guys look at this stupid clown fuck!"

You look at him, his laughing at you. His fuckin laughing at you! You snap, and everything becomes black. Last thing you can remember was you yelling in an odd voice. Then you wake up in your bed with some dried up blood stains. But, this sight is kind of odd. It wasn't your blood. You feel uncomfortable, and a bit alarmed, you can't remember a thing! The more you try to think about yesterday the more your head starts to hurt. So you stop and take off your shirt and throw it in the washer, and take a shower and try to forget about the blood, but yet it still haunts you.

Back to present time.

You wake up breathing heavily and look around. It seems no one is there. Maybe it was a dream. Then again why are you on you bath room floor? You don't want to think about it any more, so you get up and walk to you living room. You sit on your couch and turn the TV to help your troubled mind. It seems its tuned on too the News. You don't feel like changing it, so you just watch it. It was talking about three men who went missing, they where found. You feel a bit happy, but then quickly become horrified.

"last week three men went missing. Last night we found the the bodies of the three men, in a lake. The bodies were hit multiple times in the head by a blunt object. It seems the object might be have been a Juggling Club. More information is soon to come. If you have an..."

You cant believe what you just heard. Your eyes start to widen, you start breathing heavily. You start to remember about your shirt from last week. Then turn your head to you closet. You stand up and slowly walk towards it knocking a Vase over, but you don't even notice it smashing on the floor. With every step it seems the closet gets farther away and your heart speeds up. The room starts to darken around you, and all you can see is the closet.

You finally get to it, you put your hand on the knob very slowly. Your heart pounding, eyes wide, hyperventilating with every breath you take. You take one last deep breath, close your eyes shut. Then you open the door. All you could smell was something awful. You start tremble. You open your eyes slowly and see your club laying there. In the very back of your closet. It's covered up in dried blood.