shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

AH! A refreshing warm-up! Thanks!!!

-She sits there, smouldering happily.-

 

-rests a hand on her head without thinking. Yes good. Cat affection.-
Nurse Sawbones?

 

-such cuddles. Especially because it smells like fire outside again. Ugh.-

 

-rolls his optics and shakes his head-
Yeah whatever. Not everyone's like you. And I'm not going to set anyone on fire to prove it before you ask! I don't do that slag any more!

 

Yes? -looks innocent, like she hasn´t done anything odd-

 

Why not?

 

Sweetspark, you know I can get us plenty of money right? You don´t have to do anything you don´t want.

 

Because it's bad and it hurts people.
...Not in here so much but it still sucks!

 

We were having a nice little tea party. And then we set it on fire.

 

-amused-
I s somethign the matter or did you simply miss me?

 

Heh, knock yourself out.

Oh, and--

If you come to Scelus, you better watch what you say. The organics are as much part of the city as the mechs and the others are.
I promise you, one of the original 13 Primes or no, if you break the cardinal rule of Don't judge people for what they were born as, I will end you.

 

I ain't doin' ainythin' I don't want. I happen to like doing stupid slag.
-broad grin-

 

Why do they let themselves get hurt, then?

 

If you say so, duckie.

 

"Suddenly I don't feel like the most destructive person in the room. It's odd." She yawns and stretches.

To Aesma, "This is rich coming from me, I know, but you really need to think about consequences before doing things. "

 

Getting hurt isn't a choice! I mean. Except in here. But here is an exception!

 

-She tilts her head.-

...so are you all not very good at the Art, or...?

 

...Yeah most people can't do the magic thing. Or the godly thing. Or whatever.

 

Also, you might want to get your processors checked. I'm a platypus.

 

Pffft. Everyone can if they want to.