shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

Lovers spat? Megatronus? You know, I don´t even want to know.

 

Oxymorons, paradoxes, and other such matters are what fills my worst nightmares and my best dreams both.
Frag whatever set up in Southforge Point, though.

That being said, you're lovely as well. Constantly shifting. Changing. Moving. Like a living city.

Oh, I quite like the name, in case it wasn't obvious.

 

:DDD
That sounds like FUN!

But... are people not nice usually? ... why?

Uh.

-hugs tighter. Confusion is still not a nice feeling.-

c:

 

:3

 

...Mmkay you're all right then.
-approves of praise of his offspring-

 

Fair enough!

Now, what was it you meant by "what happened?"? To Vek, to Licentus, to Pelagius III?

If y'didn't want 'em joined at the hips, ya shouldna made the Forge and the Smith two different people.

 

I'm not saying it's a bad name, I'm... I don't know.

People are terrible and selfish and mostly don't think of consequences beyond their immediate circle. I will be the first to admit this applies to me, since I'd do pretty much anything for Stentato for reasons entirely unrelated to preserving my own life. I'd kill if it'd make him happy. No questions asked.

 

-mumbles something about PDAs-

 

What do you expect from someone 90% temper by volume?

Oh, I'm not the city, I'm not that large, that's what we have Titans for. I am quite stunning, though ;)

[More arms mean more hugs!]
Shhh, lovey, it's alright. Mortals are odd sometimes.

 

(Apostasia's tone is quite dry)
Oh, am I now.

 

-bursts out laughing- I see why they named Megatron after him-

-makes a cube of engex appear and slides it over to Lacuna- No funny tasting metal this time, I promise.

 

Well, yes, but you still remind me a bit of my beautiful Scelus. Always moving, always shifting, always changing. The beauty and terror and chaos of life, in which no day is like the day before.

(Apostasia smiles, and the next bit is reminiscent of a recitation, or a memory of a conversation long past, fondly remembered)
To try and impose order upon it would be madness.
Good thing we're all mad here.

 

-She takes it with a nod.-

Getting me drunk, Starscream?

-Her wings flutter in a 'laugh'.-

 

-his wings flutter nervously, he laughs- Not from one cube. You´ll be fine as long as you drink some regular fuel.

 

By the fragging afterspark, babe, lighten up. Selfish ain't terrible. consequences can wait until tomorrow.
Right now is party time.
*faint eurobeat music playing in the distance*

 

It was a joke.

-She leans on one of his legs and sips.-

 

*ave still doesn't like this music thing it is confusing and a lot at once and oh look more hugs. Mala is like one entire cuddle pile. Perfect*

 

You say that like Solus wasn't just as bad, birdy. She was the one with the warhammer.

[Wings ruffle, pleased.]
You. You I like. Don't suppose you're immortal?

Ever been to Prion? ;)

(Alchemist's Prion, I mean, not Ros's.)

 

Well, Prion's gone now, so...

 

Course it was. And I realized that because I´m just that good. -He smiles. It´s unsure looking and very unlike his politicians grin. He sits down And summons more cubes, a mix of things for them to choose from-