shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

People who care for me? Sounds nice.

And no, I like knowing this. It's good. Just a bit scary, like you said.

*giggles* Yeah, but I still don't know where here is.

 

Anyway, want to play or something?

 

*He doesn't have enough time to react to the bolt before it's almost to him, and the only defense he can manage is a thin barrier that shatters almost instantly.*

*Cronus is knocked back a good foot and a half with the bolt embedded in his torso.*

 

*grins* Sure!

 

What games do you like?

 

*It's time to bawl like an infant.*

 

I never get to play games, so... I really dunno.

 

Between places. Awake and a dream. Alive and dead. The Wood and Men. It helps if you look at it sideways.

 

*tilts his head* Nah. Still confused.

 

Other way.

 

*tilts his head the other way* *sighs* Still confused.

 

That being dealt with, everyone who is not a Cronus, I've got a bar, I've got fermented-leaves-based-beverage also commonly known as tea, roasted-beans-based-beverage also commonly known as coffee, milk, booze, and pastries. And enough chairs and tables for everyone.
(Oneira leans the crossbow behind the counter)

And I traded some giant space robot booze from the giant space platypus lady a while back, so I got ye served as well.

 

im not a cronus.

 

Wait, giant space platypus lady?

 

I T'S T I M E TO B A W L L I K E A N I N F A N T

 

I'm not a Cronus either!

 

It's a change in perspective. You'll figure it out.

 

I'll teach you checkers?

 

pathetic.

 

Sure!

I've never heard of that before.