shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

And, to you as well, get in line.

...
And some of them are already tragically late.
(something in Apostasia's voice gives the impression that she doesn't think that's tragic at all.)

 

exactly!

 

-attempts to step on her.

My doesn´t that sound familiar. Mechs like me and my brother and Captain Nichrome were called Disposables back before the war. We had to prove our sapience.

 

*ThisShitAgain.jpg.*

 

WOW.

Fragging wow.

You know what, nope, putting the slug on mute, I am not dealing with that particular flavor of slag tonight! [Venture intentionally turns his back on Itch, using Rave magic so he won't hear whatever she has to say. His wings flare out, and his smile looks a little bit forced.]

I know right it's almost like depersonalizing the lower classes is a great way to get the mid-tier people to do all the hard work for you no matter what your species is!!

 

[He winces.]

I didn't mean to say it like that. I mean, we're real people! Uh, we exist, and we're people. But, um. Legally, less than real. Or less real than non-metas. Like I said, I uh, no one knows I'm meta outside of the costume, so it's not like I have to deal with the real bullshit issues.

Some of them I do, I guess. Not most of them though. So I'm not a, uh, authority on that.

 

But I am The Holy Warrior, and I must discover and destroy the source of the evil Gohma!

Shonen Bat​

 

That's nice.

 

-stomping of itch intensifies-
You´d think some species would have figured out not to pull that slag wouldn´t you?

I don´t really see how that differs much from being a disposable. Ok maybe it´s closer to how beastformers had it, but that still damning with faint praise here, ask Sawbones.

 

*Passive distress.*

 

Glad to see my faith in the essential goodness in the universe so restored. Ha.

 

[Shonen Bat rolls over to Itch on his inline skates, attempting to whack her in the face with the bat as hard as he can.]

 

-bows- Glad to be of service.

 

*More passive distress.*

 

HA!

 

...oh, that again. Like how anyone could fire me and Stentato for any reason, so sometimes people would not pay us as much as they were supposed to or try to get handsy and we were just supposed to take it.

 

*WELL. There go some teeth. Fragile little fuckers.*

 

[Makoto has yet to move from where he was and is sobbing] I didn't do it I'm not Shonen Bat.
[Shonen Bat looms over Itch, grinning.] She deserves worse.

 

Hey, kid, what do I deserve?

 

(Berit unhappily levers herself to her feet and fade steps through @Libre of Iacon's foot, grabbing @Itch under the armpits and hauling her out, where she drops her and disgustedly brushes off her own arms.)