shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

-eyebrow-

 

- the pile grows. People nearest to the pile are waist and whathaveyou deep. The pile is aproaching the feet and whathaveyou of people within immediate eyesight. The tune has gotten a bit frantic -

 

Stalker: I think the bot is glitching.

 

[wvho is this??? vwhat the fuck?]

 

His name is Goffik! Goffik the Genie!

 

i changed my mind. the six year old isnt allowed to name children anymore.

 

But Goffik sounds really cool! And you don't even wanna be associated with the baby anyway!

 

im just saying, if id known a kid named 'goffik' in high school, id have hoisted them by their underwear onto the flagpole.

 

[WHAT ARE YOU DOING.]

 

You can't do that to a genie.

 

So. What kind of awful sin-against-sense malformation are you?

 

its only half genie and very clearly has legs.

 

But it can deleg itself if it wants to!

 

it cant even change its own diaper yet, i dont think it can deleg itself.

 

*frowns* Has he actually done that?

He might not be able to, since he's only half like us.

 

*legs himself*

*delegs*

No, silly, it's easy!

 

- the crab pile has reached the chests and whathaveyou of the shorter people around the original pile site, people within eyesight have their feet and whathaveyou covered in soft adorable crabs. The tune has changed in pitch and now sounds a bit like a demented circus ride -

 

yup!..
[juice hands botbot an orange juicebox]

 

*lays down on the pile*

 

for fucks sake, someone tell the robot to knockoff the plush seafood.