shitposting rave 2, electric boogaloo

'F th'Mercy bit's still in'ere, uh. Sorry. Shouldn'a snapped atcha.

 

Please Insert Wigglerish Complaint Noises Here Because Hangover Cures Are Garbage And I Am Still Pissed About My Mom And Dad Kissing The Docterrorist.

 

Pulse: ............. frag we promised to ask if someone actually wanted help
Chopper: I'm pretty sure his everything counts as an emergency though
Curette: MHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

 

Achromat Nichrome's guardians may kiss whoever they please; if the docterrorist is actively making... her? uncomfortable, I'm almost certain they would be pleased to help the pair of you work things out.

 

Bitlets. Frag off. Ain'inna mood t'deal w'this kinna scrap.

 

*sighs* You are not alone there.

 

You apologize to one person and turn 'round to antagonize five more? I know consistency's not your strong suit, Rust, but this is a bit... much. Do we need to leave?

@Curaverimus, I know he looks bad but Rustbucket's condition is not actually immediately life-threatening. Please do not attempt treatment, that will make both of us uncomfortable.

 

*Blows Raspberry*
So Far Theyve Only Said I Had To Deal.
But I Am Also Not Allowed To Run Away And Build A Garbage Hut In The Woods.
I Am Being Oppressed.

Gross Dont Compare Us.

 

I wasn't suggesting that you wanted to kiss any of them!

Just that, well, the Ford/Valiska/Sev situation bothers both of us, but for different reasons, and that... maybe it'd be nice for us to know that we're not alone in our annoyance. Nice to acknowledge that, put on the table.

 

Puncture: Wow rude.
Suture: Pulse is probably taller than you don't call us Bitlets!
Curette: Curaverimus is definitly bigger than all of you
Chopper: We'll sit on you.

Pulse, ignoring the quadruplets antagonizing Rust right back: Gotcha. If I'm not mistaken you're his medic, right? We can sell ya resources if that's easier. Will even let you run up a tab or, y'know make it an IOU thing. Favors have a good exchange rate with Shanix last I checked.

 

I Am More Than Okay Being Annoyed At It On My Own Piss Off.

 

Okay.

*leaves*

 

That second rule sounds rather safety-oriented, so I can't fault it. Perhaps try the conversation again, explain to them just why the new bondmate bothers Achromat Nichrome so much?

We're not here to fight. Please stop.

What in blazes is a Shanix? I'm uncomfortable leaving indefinite "favors" as a payment method but if we can work something more concrete out...

 

We are sorry that you are angry, but we love him.

You don't have to think of him as your parent, but we expect you to be civil. Change is hard for everyone.

 

Wow. Y'wanna fraggin' go, y'buckets'a bolts? We can fraggin' go, come at us--

No, we needa teach these damn sparklets'a not chall--

[He pauses, looks away.]

...mm. Maybe.

 

I DON'T KNOW ABOUT THEM, BUT I'M ALWAYS UP TO FRAGGING GO! COME AT ME!

 

Norm, if you interfere with the process of my kids getting used to this change in our relationship with someone they already live with and know, someone who has been my moirail and part of my clade all along, we will have words and they will not be pleasant.

 

*sighs* I wasn't trying to interfere, though. Just sympathize. And find someone to sympathize with me.

Yeah, I'm upset about... you know, but... I don't wanna hurt you guys. Really.

Sorry.

 

[Silverburst puts themself between Burt and Rustbucket, wings alternately flaring and settling badly against their back.]

Noooo no no no. You do not get to goad my crew into needless battle, stop.

...please.

 

SORRY BUT THE BURT IS NON-STOP!

NOW, FIGHT ME!