shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

That's your power, huh? Sorry dude.

 

Huh-Juice? But isn't Juice over there? *gestures toward @juice*

What, are you some kind of doppelganger or something?

Spoiler: ((dude stop it already))

In that case, could you tell me if Juice is male or female? 'Cause I've really been dying to know.

Also, do you get Juice's annoying windy powers too?

 

Have you ever considered chilling the fuck out for three seconds, @Otis Kinsley?

 

...please do not tell him what my biological sex is...he has absolutely no right to know this stuff...and because of the way he is...i'd really prefer if he never finds out...

 

-trots in, not sneaking at all- Who´s hiding?

 

(Ilma sputters, and coughs.)
Can you please warn me before doing that. Sooo sorry about the cards Apostasia I hope they're milkproof.
(She wipes the milk off the cards that got hit, and fairy-magic-wills them clean. Works!)
Judge of Scales!

(While announcing her card, she exhales a windy thing towards Otis, with the intent of fucking up his hair.)

 

Quite a few people; the one in question, who we are not sure is hiding, is the World-Eater.

 

look, it was this or the walking skin infection. dont judge me.

i cant even tell you if IM male or female.

wait, i have windy powers??

 

-Narcissus starts growing wherever she steps. She spectates the card game, head tilted curiously-

 

*Dear god.*

 

Pass, damn you.

 

Oh! You too? Ghost River is a pretty name I hope the souls you give them are tasty!

It's okay, I can hold onto this one for a bit.

 

-The flower! Sweet Mother in the Woods, the flower!-

 

[One of Onyx's faces blinks and refocuses.] Now that is an intriguing power! Is it innate to your species?

Fair enough. [She ruffles her wings, not willing to interfere with her cousin's literal god-given duty.]

 

[Otis flinches, and mutters something about "unappreciative simpletons" before producing a small mirror and comb, rectifying the aftereffects of the gust.]

 

Flattery will get you nowhere, dear. Stick to your fairy magic.

Three of Scales.

 

It's warm and happy :)
Y'could- Hold on.
[She leans into a twirl, stepping sideways and vanishing, taking the spark with her]

 

Not exactly. Just familiar with dream magic. Even easier here.

 

World Eater? Why´s he eat worlds for?

 

Ah, that's why you seemed kindred. But the Ghost River does not eat them, not technically. If it did, we wouldn't have that problem with the revenants. How does it work for your kind?
... Leave it to me to pour out the child with the bath. My name is Deirdre, Deirdre of the Lantern, Paladin of Tershoet, how are you called?

Three of Gears.