shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

[vwhatevwer, dad.]

*Cronus rolls his eyes and shoos the foul beast away.*

 

*Cronus is gonna. Slither over.*

so. being slutty and evwil. vwhats it like.

 

You did not think to ask I, Mara, The Evil One, this question first?

 

im sorry, are YOU a slutty evwil clone of me?

 

I'm surprised that you think you need to ask that question.

 

see, being a respectable member of society in charge of my owvn sexuality, i vwouldnt knowv vwhat being slutty and evwil is like.

 

I think you know exactly what it's like.

 

not a clue.

 

I can be. Just (v)watch.
[Mara shapeshifts into a cartoonishly attractive stereotypical greaser troll, whose physical appearance otherwise resembles Cronus, despite the additional phallic imagery and presence of an evil aura]

 

Really?

 

its an entirely foreign experience to m--

--hold that thought.

 

Oi, you like vwhat you see, punk?
[Despite the cigarette in his mouth being unlit, Mara takes a drag and puffs out green smoke in the shape of a spade somehow]

 

*Like a moth to a flame, Cronus immediately attaches himself to Mara's side.*

maybe i do and maybe i dont.

 

ahem.

 

ahem vwhat.

 

forgetting someone?

 

Yeah, vwell you better givwe me a straight ansvwer in the next fewv seconds or vwere gonna havwe a problem, capiche?
[The way Mara says the word "problem" conveys that it is a kind of problem Cronus won't have any objections to]

*Aggressivwe bedroom eyes*

 

*Exaggerated hairball noises from Itch Castle.*

 

you know what? fine. date the evil demon clone instead of me. what do i care.

 

(Playfriend!)
Woof!
(This huskie noofs the Mi with its snout and experimentally licks it. Licks are dog pettings. Playfriend gets dogpettings!)