Mask-of-a-Madman
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Artist // Hobbyist // Varied
- Jan 9
- United States
- Deviant for 11 years
- He / Him
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My Bio
What you should know.
Name: Gamzee Makara
Age: 17
Birthday: January 9th
Relationship Status: Honk. Whatever I feel like ;o)
Mood
love struck | crushing big time! | hyper | excited | cheerful | happy | calm | rampage mode | smacking a bitch | pissed | angry | peeved | mixed emotions | neutral | sleepy | nostalgic | uncomfortable | confused | sad | distraught | crummy | crying | depressed | jumpy | anxious | frightened | paranoid |
Status
perfectly healthy | healthy | okay | so-so | sick | throwing up | hurt | injured | recovering | critically wounded | mortally wounded | hospitalized
Mental Status
perfectly healthy | healthy | okay | so-so | a little off | hearing voices | seeing things | losing my mind | crazy | insane |
HEADCANNONS
Gamzee plays guitar sometimes. He usually just writes songs to let himself go.
Gamzee isn't a clown. He works at a small music store some days, and some days at a gas station. Pay isn't the best, but hell, at least he's eating and sleeping under a roof.
At the young age of six, Gamzee's mother left his father and he. His father, also known as "The Grand Highblood", is a chronic alcoholic and a now convicted murderer. When he was young, Gamzee would hide behind the couch as his father would yell and scream, drink and threaten his mother.
Dave uses his shades and "chill" facade to hide his emotions. Gamzee uses smiles and laughter. He always seems happy because he doesn't want to show how sad and alone he feels.
After dropping out of school in junior year, Gamzee felt like a failure until he protected Tavros from bullies. When he did that, he felt like there was no stopping him--and that even though he barely had enough money to breathe, he could be somebody, and hell, he was right.
Living in a shitty part of Chicago can be rough. Especially when your dad was the lead of one of the most powerful gangs around. He doesn't want to follow in his footsteps.
He may not have many friends, but people usually take a quick liking to him.
So it's awkward when I have a crush
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I mean, hehe, I like her. A lot. I just don't know how she feels! I'm like, okay. What if it's the "just friends" viewpoint?
I mean okay yeah....I didn't want a relationship before.
Me and Sarah split like maybe what 4 weeks ago?
I'm feeling better about it obviously. It was sorta pretty much mutual.
But I just...
WHY AM I SO AWKWARD
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SELF DISCOVERY.
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Hey guys.
Okay so i went on a journey of
~SELF DISCOVERY~
/kawaii uguu moe desu K-ON! eyes here
and well anyway, i am genderqueer and pansexual.
please call me Mercy.
And use the proper personal pronouns.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Genderqueer#Gender_pronouns
i'm too lazy to type them so here.
thank you uwu
just letting you know, so that you don't let something slip or if you're one of those people who hates that kinda stuff and so that you know my namenow //shot
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Well then.
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It's 5:52 and oh fuck I'm not dressed for school yet. I am really distressed right now today is gonna suck and I can't do any fucking thing about it.
I have four hours of testing today....it's gonna suck.
And it's not like school testing, this shit is mental testing. Because reasons. I'm really not looking forward to this...I'm gonna go curl up in a ball now.
Ttyl
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i really want to cosplay as your gamzee headcannon because today i had my gamzee cosplay shity on and was playing my guitar at lunch today
Hullo! I'm one of the two girls from the one Omegle thing where we talked for a long time! I'm the one without the hat! Uh...Hi!
The other girl, her name is Syd, is here
I'm Paige! YOU'RE AWESOME!
The other girl, her name is Syd, is here
I'm Paige! YOU'RE AWESOME!
{holy schizofrenia, batman, why haven't I started an rp with you yet??
haha old joke horrible old joke above
pardon the derpishness
anyways
bluh bluh because I'm a silly goose and I don't know any better
so like I'm just going to leave a starter here because yeah--}
-Today had been a bit of a rough one for the young girl. Let's just say when you have three school projects due the next day, and your part-time job at the cafe doesn't end until 6 o'clock, things are not looking good.
Of course, the matter wasn't as critical as it appeared to be. Nadiah, admittedly, knew writing three four-paragraph essays about modern literature couldn't be too hard; for such a subject was her forte. It came naturally, like a beautiful lullaby with arrays of tones that could lull a single soul into a peaceful slumber. Even she felt as though that topic took up a part of her heart, a shard of what made up her very being.
The matter still worried the female, however. Taking the evening transit to her grandmother's apartment in the city certainly had it's risks, especially at this hour. If only the shift ended sooner-
haha old joke horrible old joke above
pardon the derpishness
anyways
bluh bluh because I'm a silly goose and I don't know any better
so like I'm just going to leave a starter here because yeah--}
-Today had been a bit of a rough one for the young girl. Let's just say when you have three school projects due the next day, and your part-time job at the cafe doesn't end until 6 o'clock, things are not looking good.
Of course, the matter wasn't as critical as it appeared to be. Nadiah, admittedly, knew writing three four-paragraph essays about modern literature couldn't be too hard; for such a subject was her forte. It came naturally, like a beautiful lullaby with arrays of tones that could lull a single soul into a peaceful slumber. Even she felt as though that topic took up a part of her heart, a shard of what made up her very being.
The matter still worried the female, however. Taking the evening transit to her grandmother's apartment in the city certainly had it's risks, especially at this hour. If only the shift ended sooner-
Gamzee tilted his head back, a deep, drawn-out breath going through his lungs. He tapped on the window of his shitty apartment, staring outside. The streetlight gave the block an even scarier look.
Not saying that his block was spooky, but at night it was just TOO SPOOKY. Like, fucking terrifying. People would try to jump you or something.
His phone was rathe silent. He grabbed it and texted that cat-obsessed chick, Nepeta.
MSG: hEy GiRl HeY
)
He put his phone down and stared outside again, his dull day replaying.
Not saying that his block was spooky, but at night it was just TOO SPOOKY. Like, fucking terrifying. People would try to jump you or something.
His phone was rathe silent. He grabbed it and texted that cat-obsessed chick, Nepeta.
MSG: hEy GiRl HeY
)He put his phone down and stared outside again, his dull day replaying.
This was an awfully unfamiliar part of town for her. Quite honestly, she didn't enjoy being around here at all. Something seemed just a tad off over here. There wasn't a soul in sight...and the ones she had seen were whisked away into the shadowy alley-ways near the towering, steeple-like buildings. It looked like a seen straight out of a horror film, only much more urban.
Her stop was a ghost town as well. The bus shelter was lit by a florescent bulb, but the darkness in the surrounding area seemed to have domain. However, the female strolled over fearlessly, taking a seat on the bench nearby. She wasn't just going to be scared. After all, she'd be heading home soon.
After a moment or so, a slight buzz shot through her hand-bag, and after a moment's hesitation, she pulled her phone out, and gazed at the message before her. The familiar typing quirk was quite the relief to her. Without worrying one bit, her fingers flew across the keyboard in reply.
NL: hiya gamzee! what's up??
Her stop was a ghost town as well. The bus shelter was lit by a florescent bulb, but the darkness in the surrounding area seemed to have domain. However, the female strolled over fearlessly, taking a seat on the bench nearby. She wasn't just going to be scared. After all, she'd be heading home soon.
After a moment or so, a slight buzz shot through her hand-bag, and after a moment's hesitation, she pulled her phone out, and gazed at the message before her. The familiar typing quirk was quite the relief to her. Without worrying one bit, her fingers flew across the keyboard in reply.
NL: hiya gamzee! what's up??
Just when he thought the almost terrifying silence had swallowed him whole, Gamzee's phone went off.
Oh thank god.
A reply.
So it's not the apocalypse.
Gamzee's fingers swiftly composed a reply.
MSG
Oh nothing really
My street is wayyyy 2spooky man
Fuckin
Like
No lights n shit
Anyway
Whatcha doin? You busy?
He sent off the reply.
Feeling a slight breeze from the window, he shivered and pulled on the purple hoodie around his waist. It was rather old -- perhaps some hipster would pay $50 for it because it had the "worn" look to it.
Speaking of money, he was rather low...
Oh thank god.
A reply.
So it's not the apocalypse.
Gamzee's fingers swiftly composed a reply.
MSG
Oh nothing really
My street is wayyyy 2spooky man
Fuckin
Like
No lights n shit
Anyway
Whatcha doin? You busy?
He sent off the reply.
Feeling a slight breeze from the window, he shivered and pulled on the purple hoodie around his waist. It was rather old -- perhaps some hipster would pay $50 for it because it had the "worn" look to it.
Speaking of money, he was rather low...
*** Nadiah