shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

brings a whole new meaning to the term 'say uncle', dont it.

 

Mabel grins. "She's blushing all right. I know my pitch bitch." She thinks for a moment. "We're part of a mixed species adolescent clade," she explains. "Trolls, humans, Cereuti and Talassani. The initial members of the clade were me and my brother and three troll girls, so we adopted quadrants and it seems to work for us. Although...technically Paz and I were kismeses before I met the others, we just didn't know what it was called back then."

 

Oh, so+ yo+u're part o+f Fo+rd's "family" then? Go+o+d thing to+ kno+w she isn't catching so+me so+rt o+f rapidly fatal fever!

Also+, wo+w. Ano+ther Kankri. One the o+ne hand I'm ho+rrified. On the o+ther I'm...Still pretty ho+rrified, ho+nestly. Where are the o+ther Po+rrims? Ho+w am I suppo+sed to+ manage this?

 

vwatch.

*He roughly jabs @Teal Grub, who wakes up from its nap and starts screaming.*

 

-bursts into the room hissing-

 

vwoila.

 

Ho+ly shit.

 

[juice peeks back out of the beanie]
i feel for you...and if it helps...i think you're a very pretty lady...

 

[F R U M I O US B U R B L I N G ]

 

Thank yo+u, dear.

 

oh, calm the fuck dowvn. it doesnt evwen havwe a scratch.

 

*roughly jabs @calicosAssassin*

 

"You don't hit babies, asshole." Paz glares at Dualscar.

 

Oh thank go+d. Its lusus is here...

-spies the other her. the other younger her. what the fuck is this-

...

...

...did. I actually have a descendant? Or are yo+u my ancesto+r and this is so+me so+rt o+f

-waves hand and thinks-

Weird. Timey. Thing. Like what Samira deals with, but o+h yo+u pro+bably do+n't kno+w her. Perhaps? Ho+nestly it's hard to+ tell who+ she kno+ws. She co+uld kno+w everyo+ne and no+ o+ne at the same time! Tho+ugh yo+u at least kno+w o+f her. It's hard no+t to+ kno+w o+f the Demo+ness, she who+ snatches us fro+m life.

 

"Is that a grub? Can I see it?" Valiska's expression is starry-eyed.

 

*You're going to hit either armor or hard, chitinous skin. Either way, he's unimpressed.*

do you knowv vwhat i did for a livwing.

 

"Yep! Ford is biologically my great-uncle, but he adopted us during the Weirdmageddon." Mabel smiles.

 

[The Gabberwock moves to mentimisplay the art of troasting at Dualscar, in a manner most threatening]

 

you cant do anything to me unless i let you. try again.

 

"I don't care!" Paz says. "Hitting babies and animals is pretty much the lowest form of behaviour possible."