shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

deal!

 

Mi? -a smol siamese architect sniffs his boot-

 

NOWV, ivwe got a city to not-run! ill be back later. havwe fun vwith your torture, floaty vwizard!

 

*growls*

 

*It's too late. She's already gone, with the only indication she was ever there being her B.O. lingering in the breeze.*

 

(SOOOOOO COOOOOOOOOOOL.)

 

*holds his nose*

*closes his eyes*

 

*She practically has stars in her eyes.*

 

*When did Scratch turn up again? Maybe he's been lurking the entire time.*

*Regardless, he's frowning at Itch's eye stars.*

 

Well, you look excited!

 

havwe you SEEN howv hot she is??

 

...um...how many years is a sweep...again?

 

i dont evwen knowv vwhat a year is!

 

vwasnt it half a svweep.

 

...and the itches are...how many sweeps, each?..

 

six!

 

vwhy does it matter howv old i am, anyvways??

 

*His reign of no shave November terror has been brought to an end. Cronus skulks into the rave very freshly shaven and very sour about it.*

 

-meanwhile a very fuzzy fox woman walks on into the rave. digitigrade feet. no human "hair". her fingers have pads on them and her overall shape and gait give the sense that she is as comfortable on four limbs as she is on two. she is wearing simple hanfu and looks annoyed. she goes and sits down and scratches at her face a bit. huff-

 

*suspicious glance*

*he thinks she might be the same as the fox that bit him earlier but he's not sure*

*the fox did seem to be magical but... maybe that was just the rave*

*he wasn't sure, honestly*

*but the woman did seem like she could be the fox*

Welcome to the rave!