Your name is Tavros Nitram and you are a 16 year old paraplegic boy. You have a dark brown mohawk and brownish-bronze eyes. If you were standing, you would be 5"4', but you are significantly shorter in your wheelchair. You have a tan complexion. You normally wear some sort of orange shirt with your black jacket, and a pair of jeans.
You usually pass the time making some sick fires with your friend Gamzee. You also like playing fiduspawn, though there usually isn't anyone to play with you. You make up for it with the online version, though you still collect the cards. You also spend time wheeling around your house in your wheelchair. Your house is adapted to make moving around on it easier, your brother refused to let you have issues in your own home.
Your home life is pretty awesome. You live with your brother, who is the best sibling you could ever ask for. Your parents put you up for adoption, you weren't exactly meant to happen. Your brother, who by that time was old enough to adopt a child, found you and took you in. He makes a fat wad of cash, so you guys live comfy. Enough to where he can get an elevator and ramps installed to your house without having to worry about getting food on the table.
Your accident which caused you to be a paraplegic involved two things: Vriska Serket & Stairs. Just a few minutes ago you forgave her though, she seemed genuinely sorry. You usually found it easy to forgive most people, and you suppose that it isn't that good of a habit.
You are usually thought of as innocent and childlike, which for the most part is pretty true. When bad things happen to you, you normally don't see them coming. You often try to see the best in situations, which gets a bit annoying to some of your friends. You lack in confidence greatly. You can never find a way to speak for yourself or do something that you want to. You often find your friends standing up for you instead.
In all honesty, you wished they didn't. It's kind of hard to build confidence when you never get an opportunity to do anything about the issue. Something you like and hate about Vriska is that she never takes it easy on you. You guess you need that kind of person, someone to push the envelope and make you a stronger individual. But at the same time... sometimes she pushes you too far.
Like when she pushed you down the stairs on a skateboard saying that you needed to take risks. That wasn't good at all.
You just finished a conversation with her. You and Gamzee had agreed to go to the carnival today, you still had to pester him for a time. You decided to do so, pulling up his handle and beginning to message him.
adiosToreador [AT] began pestering terminallyCapricious [TC] at 12:35 PM.
AT: uH, hEY gAMZEE, }:)
TC: Oh hEy tAvBrO! :o)
TC: WhAtS Up aNd hApPeNiNg wItH My cHiLlEsT MoThErFuCkEr?
AT: uHHH,,, nOTHING REALLY,, jUST WONDERING THE TIME WE WANTED TO GO TO THE CARNIVAL,
TC: Oh yEaH! :o)
TC: I AlMoSt fOrGoT AbOuT ThAt bRo!
TC: WhEn wOrKs fOr yOu?
AT: uH, aNY TIME WORKS
AT: nOT REALLY DOING ANYTHING }:)
TC: So mAyBe iN AbOuT HaLf aN HoUr?
TC: :o)
AT: yEAH THAT GIVES ME TIME TO GET READY }:)
AT: uHH,,, aRE YOU PICKING ME UP,
TC: YoU GoT It tAvBrO
TC: If yOu wAnT Me tO AnYwAyS :o)
AT: yEAH, }:)
TC: IlL SeE YoU ThEn bRo! :o)
TC: HoNk!
terminallyCapricious [TC] ceased responding to adiosToreador [AT] at 12:45 PM.
Within the next half hour you got ready, waiting at the door of your house for his car to arrive. He finally did, and you smiled at his purple and gray polka-dotted Slug-Bug. He got out of it, walking up to your door. You opened it, and he instantly knelt down and hugged you. You chuckled, hugging him back.
"Nice to see you Tavbro." He got up, his normal stoned smile on his face.
"Uh, nice to see you too Gamzee." You smiled at him, making my way over to his car.
He helped you into the passenger seat, taking your crutches as soon as you sat down. After a few times of you being in his car, you both figured out a way to make it work best. He started driving towards the carnival, the same smile on his face. You blushed when he caught you staring, looking away.
"Whats up and making you get your motherfucking stare on Tavbro?" He asked calmly.
"U-uh... nothing Gamzee. There was, uh, just a pretty park behind you.. and... uh... I wanted to take a glance at it?" You stumbled over your words, glad he bought your excuse.
"Oh! That's chill bro, parks are full of motherfucking miracles!" He smiled a little wider, making you giggle.
You soon arrived at the carnival, and Gamzee helped you out of the car. You slowly got used to the crutches again, but within about 10 minutes you were going at a moderate speed with ease. The two of you rode plenty of carnival rides, and watched spectacular performances that were, "Full of miracles," as Gamzee put it. You two left the carnival around 5:00, smiles on your faces. You were sad that it had to end, but it was definitely better than nothing.
The two of you soon reached your house, and he helped you out of the car. He walked you to the front door of your house, opening it. You smiled at him, expressing your thanks. You were just about to walk in, but he spoke.
"One more thing Tavbro.." Gamzee looked nervous, which made you nervous as well.
"Uh, yes Gamzee?" He quickly pecked you on the lips before dashing to his buggy, driving off. There was a blush plastered on your face as you watched the car speed off.
What just happened?
