[ Gamzee listens to the rules with an eyebrow raised. Weapons aren't allowed to eat, aren't allowed to do anything... and his name isn't called. A fire of irrational anger burns inside him for a moment; why isn't he a Player, then ...
But that's OK, those are the 'rules', although they sure as hell are weird, and kind of tricky to understand. While fighting isn't really his thing, he'd done enough of it playing Sgrub. He supposes he'll just have to find a nice Player to team up with, and oh, Vriska? He definitely recognizes that name, and a small smile appears on his face.
He looks around, wondering if any of his other friends are weapons too. He's been feeling antsy since this morning, and isn't sure why. ]
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But that's OK, those are the 'rules', although they sure as hell are weird, and kind of tricky to understand. While fighting isn't really his thing, he'd done enough of it playing Sgrub. He supposes he'll just have to find a nice Player to team up with, and oh, Vriska? He definitely recognizes that name, and a small smile appears on his face.
He looks around, wondering if any of his other friends are weapons too. He's been feeling antsy since this morning, and isn't sure why. ]