==== Terezt be troublesome kismesis.
Growling softly I snuck up behind my long time flush-crush and tug her into my arms making her squeal and drop a cup on the floor, causing me to chuckle as I buried my face in her fluffy mohawk. She could be so motherfucking cute sometimes.
"G-Gamzee." She stuttered flushing chocolate, she only stuttered around me now, not that it really bothered me, I always thought that it was pitiable as fuck. "Y-you really, uH, shouldn't sneak up on people like t-that." Gently pushing me away she bent to pick up the shattered glass. Ignoring the itch along my fins I offered to help.
"O-oh No. Thank y-you though. It's just...You know. Highbloods don't uM, do h-house work.." Frowning, or what could be taken as a frown from a grinning clown like me, I scooped all the glass into one of my insanely large hands and dropped in the garbage, rinsing the small cuts in the sink.
"I'm not a motherfuckin Highblood okay Sis? There ain't no high or low with me. Just us, my brothers and sisters and the Mirthful messiahs." You smile at the Taurus and hold out a blue-violet dripping hand and took one of hers, scraping your claw across her palm and drawing a thin line of chocolate brown blood.
"Blood is motherfuckin' blood, Color don't up'nd matter. Not when you up'nd know what's right in yer motherfuckin' pump. Color ain't anything but, pretty." Pressing both of our bleeding palms together I grinned and watched the blood mix and drip onto the floor. What was wrong with color? All of them are motherfucking beautiful, so why is one better than the rest.
"I'm not... Interrupting something, am I Highblud?" Equina called from the kitchen doorway, causing my ears to flick back in annoyance. Fucking bitch was always following me.
"N-nO."
"YES" Both of us called out at once. Realizing at how intimately close we two were Tavris snatched away her hand and moved over to the nearby counter. Barely suppressing a snarl I turned to the indigo bitch, who just smiled, probably happy I'd even turn her way.
"When are you planning on returning to battle?"
"I'm not motherfucking going back." I growled, I finally gotten myself under control and could manage my darker half and learned how to handle the voices, I didn't need another thing to mess up everything I had worked so hard to get.
"Her Condescendence wishes for your return." The indigo said calmly, even as my fins flared in anger and my vision started to get an orange tint to it.
" 'In order to prevent further harm-'"
"Highblood"
" 'Or mutilation among Her troops"
"Makara"
" 'Laughassian Gamzee Makara has been released from ALL military duties due to Soper induced insanity.' "
"I know what the Condes ordered, 13th Missionary Makara." Equina snapped, stepping closer to me, she reeked of sweat and war. With her backwards horse-like legs she was nearly as tall as my, and even without growing up with her I knew that she was as strong if not stronger than me but, lacked the instinct I had since wrigglerhood, a benefit of hearing voices and having daily horror-terrors.
"Then you should very well fucking know that I can't motherfucking go back." My vision was bright red now, fins and stripes pulsating with bright flashes of purple as adrenaline already made its way into my system, causing my muscles to tighten and the voices were pounding in my head as most reason left me.
Kill her kill her kill her.
Do it!
From your veins will drip my miracles.
Do it Now!
Blue. Pretty Blue.
Your crushed bones will be my special stardust.
Splatter it!
" We can't send every half insane Capricornis idiot back." Fucking blue blood filth. KILL HER.
"MOTHERFUCKER, do I motherfucking look like normal fucker? REMEMBER? I already killed you once."
Pretty blue. Everywhere, down the walls. I felt a wide grin slowly spread across my face, causing those old scars to reopen at the edges. The damn things just refused to heal. "And I'll motherfucking do it again." Make the streets flood with it.
A soft whimper pulled me out of the violent haze, turning toward the pitiful noise, the red fading from my vision as my ears flip downward at the sight of who I hoped would be my matesprit. Tavros's large light brown eyes fixed on me, worry and fear twisted her sweet innocent face.
"Gamzee..."
"Aw, Tavsis..." I started, the flashing of my stripes dimmed down and those damned itchy fins flattened back along my body. " Tav, please...don't get up'nd yer fear on...I..." I pity you...
" The Mudblood seems to calm you, Lord Highblud.." Equiua stated calmly "Is there, somthing,, Flushed, between you two?"
"What are you tryin' to up'nd motherfuckin' say?" I growled.
"Nothing Missionary, just, that the others wouldn't be as forgiving of your... abnormal tastes..." Motherfucker... It was one thing to threaten me but, to threaten her...That was too far.
"The Fudgeblood ain't a motherfuckin' issue. She's up to just servin me and nothin' else! No motherfuckin' pails. Ain't no one flushed." I lied through my fangs, there wasn't a thing about the small troll I didn't pity. Everything about her made my vascular pump ache and quieted all the rage and voices within.
"Very well, I happen to be in the market for a new servant... My last one died on me. Perhaps I could borrow yours..." I felt my fins twitch and the bands around my back and arms flashed once before I caught myself, allowing only the bared fangs and the way my ears were flat against my skull to show my wrath and displeasure.
"Yer outta line, blueblood."I took another step toward Equina, growling. "Tryin' to up'nd take what ain't motherfuckin' yers? I could cull you now." Grinning widely I pressed my claws into her throat. Don't kill... just injur. Dark indigo blood welled up from the pins pricks as I buried them deeper.
"H-h-Highblood Makara..."
"I ain't hurtin her too much..." I lowered my voice so that the Taurus couldn't overhear. "If you ever try to motherfucking threaten me or what's mine again I'll do more than coke you... I spill rivers of that blue filth and send fuckin' bloody mess back to your lucus." The Sagittarius paled at the last bit causing my grin to grow, making the thin trails of violet widened as they streak down my face. It made the darker half miss the days in the meteor where the walls were painted in such pretty colors..
Okay so only a small cannon in this one and its been done before but here it is: Sober not only fueled Gamzee's insanity but, impaired his knowledge and memory. So when he's sober he's of course more unstable and has perfect memory.