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Gamzee Makara lifted his hand and pressed his dripping finger to the wall. He pulled it down in a large ark, then went back up, until he had a relatively oval shape. He added a large brown swoop to the top and a line for the mouth. Two narrow slits for eyes went next, along with lines for tears underneath those. He stood back to admire his work; it kind of resembled Tavros, which is what he wanted. He wasn't much of an artist but he liked how this painting had come out. But......it still didn't look finished. He raised his hand a second time and started drawing again, but these were words rather than paintings.
nO,,,,,gAMZEE,,,,,,
pLEASE NO gAMZEE,,,,,,
w-wHY ARE YOU DOING THIS,,,,,
nO,,,,,gAMZEE WAIT,,,,pLEASE STOP,,,,nO!!!!
"G-Gamzee!!" Tavros sobbed. Brown tears dribbled down his face and landed with a soft tink onto his metal legs. He curled in on himself and whimpered, looking up at his friend with scared eyes. "G-Gamzee, p-please no!! P-Please be yourself again!! Please, j-just smile and laugh like you used to!! P-Please Gamzee, please!!" Gamzee ignored the pained cries and lumbered forward like a zombie, laughing manically and honking.
Gamzee, or at least, the part of him that was still Gamzee, felt tears in his eyes. "Honk. HONK. Honk. HONK. Honk....." To him, that was his way of saying, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I didn't want to, they made me" And everything else he wanted to say. It said everything he couldn't.