shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

-She lifts the shell and tah-dah! Candy!-

Good eye, Ave!

 

Neither can I, I follow society's will, and have none of my own.

*Mixture of screaming and crying*
[Shonen Bat dissolves into a black ooze]

 

*they clap delightedly*
Again!

D:
Are yOU OKAY OH MY PARENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THEY NEED HELP!!!

 

-She hands him the candy before Shonen Bat melts.-

 

[Yesgood, handfeed the bird. He hums quietly, the flutter of his wings slowing to a gentle fan; if his motor's gone a little rumbly, well. Can't blame a guy.]

 

-continues feeding him, ocassionally running a gentle finger along his jaw or cheekbone. She is evidently very used to feeding people like this and it is easy affection.-

 

-uses Nichy for a backrest more, so there.- Tea?

 

Since you are offering so sweetly, I'd gladly have a bit.

 

id stand near you to keep him away if i was sure that wouldnt mess you up

sorry for your life kid

 

(lowver.)

 

[He makes a face, and then walks over to give awkward shoulder pats.]

You uh... you okay there? Anything we can do to help?

I knew a guy who did stuff sort of like you, but for meta powers. How's life?

 

-pours her tea- Here, it´s hot so don´t pour it on anyone without a safeword.

 

Vould eet keel hyu to be more shpeceefic? Becawze eet might keel hyu to not be, chust sayin.

 

*Cheeky gesture at her crotch area.*

 

-the most unimpressed look- If hyu gotz keeked in der soft bit put sum ice on eet later, dere´s not moch ta be done fer dot. Now iz hyu bleedink ennyvere, gotz ennythink broken but hyu teeth?

 

(no, no, its bleeding dowvn there. you should check it.)

 

I'm dead.
He is dead.

He wanted out of the tough police questioning.

I freed him from his troubles. If I didn't, he would've done it himself.

I don't know. I'm not alive anymore.

 

-the look Mina gives her has shriveled grown jägermonsters balls- Bleedink down dere mine fluffy white arse. -looks her over for broken bones or bleeding-

 

WOW, join the club, asshole!

-she jazzhands.-

 

I mean, you don't have to be alive for us to help. Here. Um, I think.