shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

How aboat wwasting potential re-shore-cess?? You can't alwways tail the wweak from the strong before pupation!!

That's only if you care aboat keepin' the empire strong, a course. Otherwwise, go ahead an' be all for it >:)

 

o) if the empire can't handle a couple wigglers carking it then it's got no business running anything! (o

o) and it seems to handle it just fine, mate, last i checked! (o

 

the guy running the thing had a jade in the cavwerns smuggling him cullbait.

 

Moraga Ksenet yawns, then looks around. "What kinda motherfuckin daymare I just wandered into," she mutters under her breath.

 

Shore does! Shrimply unfor-tuna-te, huh?

Ugh, use the coddamn good wwigglers, at least! Wwho wwants to wwatch The Battle of the Cripples??

 

its pretty amusing, actually. you got the legless one fighting the armless one.

 

Both were involved, so both are offered an apology. [They shrug, smiling faintly.] Achromat Nichrome's distrust of large nosy strangers is not something I would discourage, for all I'm apparently still called to try to guide every sparkling I set optics on.

...what does that final phrase mean, if the translating is not too much trouble?

 

Pffffff oh my glub. I dunno if I'm hopin' it was or wasn't one a mine.

Wwonder if it's like that Black Knight scene from that one movvie. Please tell me they reenacted it. Cod, you get that ish on vvideo?? I wwanna sea that.

On second thought... don't showw me!! It's betta in my pan.

 

that's repulsive.

 

um!!!!
D: D: D:

[He shifts awkwardly on his bionic legs and inches closer to Ilbodo.]

 

thanks.

 

-She shuffles around in her sylladex and then presses a green-tinted pearl in Demmel's hands.-

It's yours now.

 

I'm not sure what's sadder: that the vigrous defense of a broadly stretching empire of warfaring aliens amuses me because of the mirroring situations, or that I'm genuinely wondering where innermost energon counts on the hemospectrum and whether or not I'm reading the rainbow right.

For curiosity's sake: pink would be at the bottom, yes? Though there have been references to tyrian highbloods, so I wonder...

 

-Feresa looks up and up and up at Burlesque. Well. Still no bigger than a whale.-

 

[He is downsized for comfort now, so probably a very small whale if whales were to be had. He is definitely not bigger than any whale over eight feet tall.]

Can I help you?

 

Who are you?

-Maybe this was normal. Maybe there were robots like this all over. Should she act like this is normal? Does she care to act like this is normal? She's pretty sure she doesn't care.-

 

Burlesque of the Black Block Consortia, formerly known as Hot Stuff of Iacon. I'm an ambassador, in that I help make policy and diplomacy happen, but I'm also a performer, in that I dance on stage for multitudes. And make policy happen that way too.

Who are you?

 

"Pink's at the top--fuchsia, tyrian. Bottom's dark red, rust." Moraga shrugs, flips a compact out and paints her face. "Only the Condesce and the Heiresses are tyrian. There's a couple shades of pink-purple between that and purple."

 

Feresa. I just live in the ocean.

-Ambassador. She's pretty sure Alternia doesn't do diplomacy, therefore... not normal? Maybe?-

 

Fascinating. I would have assumed they would count as 'warmbloods', but I suppose that was an error on my part.