shitposting rave 2, electric boogaloo

-a mi approached the puddle on the carpet and expurrimentally puts a paw in it, then immediately shakes water off it´s paw and looks affronted-
Mi!

 

[He wraps his arms around her and grins.]

Oh no, I remain without my height advantage. Whatever shall I do? How terrible a fate, to be hugged at a proper height for once.

 

Iiiis it... because he can't get laid?

-She gives Burlesque a peck on the cheek. Pale affection all up ins!-

Oh my god, imagine how tiny we are to Flux right now. We need to get him in on this. Although even if he were our height I think he'd be bigger than both of us. Do wings count?

 

"My, can I do that here? What a peculiar space!"
With polite fascination he flicks his hands once more, materializing a fireplace and set of bookcases to go with the fancy, if wet, carpet. An armchair rounds the picture, over which he now very carefully and neatly drapes his jacket, then sits down in, slowly loosening his cravat.
"Ah, much better, thank you."

"Quite grievously sorry, my dear, have I offended? I fear I cannot help the dripping for a while. Seeing the circumstances which have drenched me to the bone I am not quite sure if my current situation will fix it either."

 

If any NSAID worked on these headaches we'd have a metric fuckton of it.

I normally get them after I have had to abuse the hell out of my psionics.

It probably helps that Ford is bigger than a wiggler.

And has taken a lot of weird drugs and eaten a lot of weird food. I'm not convinced it's possible to poison him, I just don't want him to test that hypothesis.

It did make him think he could create a universe.

Also it made him incredibly paranoid even for Ford, but only after the phase that was fun till it stopped and my body said what the fuck you two, don't think you're sitting or walking straight for a while you nympho.

 

I would not dream of speculating on anyone's interface life in public. That's gossip for behind closed doors.

[He swings her around in the hug, spinning neatly before settling down.]

Flux is not significantly taller than me in normal heights, so I would say that he would absolutely still be massive. Though you might very nearly match him in width. Nearly.

 

-She laughs silently before continuing her hand-babbling-

I'd say poor Flux but there are some advantages he has that balance out not being able to fit in tight places! It'd be easier to give him a polish if he were our size, though, since he REFUSES to do it himself. It's amazing his plates haven't fallen right off! Maybe that's why he's all bones!

 

-the mi chirps and bounces up in front of the fireplace grate, where it settles down and purrs. It appears Simon is forgiven for creating A Wet since he has also created A Warm-

 

"What a darling little thing you are. I am sure my lady wife would love you. I'm sure I would be forgiven if I was to bring her one of your kind as a token of my love..."
He flashes the Mi a wicked smile and extends his hands.

 

Oh, he has advantages all right.

But you're right, we should bully him into being this small and then buff him all over before he can escape. And that way you don't have to climb him just to get anywhere!

 

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MI! -the mi zooms away-

 

He does make a fantastic ladder, you have to admit.

-She tugs him into a slowdance-

 

Oooooh! Littlest of little cousins! Tinykit!

Valiska crouches down near the grate and looks intently at the Mi, slowly blinking and relaxing her ears, and begins to purr.

Valiska glowers at Simon and hisses; her ears, which are often camouflaged by her elaborate hairstyles (at least to those who don't expect to see them there) prick up and then flatten.

 

[He hums in affirmation as he twirls her across the space.]

He is definitely something I enjoy climbing. You could probably use his shoulders as diving boards if you like.

 

Hey, those 28 hours are the only pleasant memory I have of that week.

 

-the mi has taken up residence in a hi place, and is looking down at Simon, very smug-
pirrpirrpirr!

 

Valiska looks up at it, slowly blinking, and pats her shoulder. Her ears are perky and friendly. She is telling you that you are a very small catte and she is a... relatively large one. She thinks for a moment, and materialises a small plate with slivers of raw fish and meat on it. She offers the Mi a strip of fish.

 

(The Judge considers the fireplace, and jumps on top of it, curling up in the smack middle of the warm top, and purrs.)
I am most excited to witness an increase in feline influence in this space. I apurrove, if you would pardon the whimsical expression.

 

"Damn-"
He spring up from his seat, chasing the small creature around.
From somewhere far off in the distance, a muffled song starts playing.