gamzees pile of horns

Sollux ==> Socialize

The psionic sat quietly at his husktop in the empty computer lab. The meteor was pretty quiet at this hour. All the Troll’s had gone to their respite blocks and the human’s their Earth equivilant.
Sollux liked to take these moments of silence to work on some programming. Gog knows when the others are hanging around here constantly chatting about sloppy makeouts and Gamzees rolling around in that infernal horn pile its impossible to get anything logical done.

The lowblood was interrupted when somebody suddenly materialized on the transportalizer.
“Whath are you dointh up here?” he questioned as he leaned away from his husktop to face them.