shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

-She takes one of his claws, beaming.-

 

Ooooh, can I join in on punching out Cthulhu? Val and I are always up for decking eldritch abominations!

Granted, it's usually 'banishing eldritch abominations and shooting their minions' but I'm not going to turn down the chance to punch one.

 

[Unicron regards Aveira for a moment.]
My apologies, but I do not court mortals as my champion.
[His voice is polite and carefully neutral and then he vanishes with Lacuna briefly. When they reappear moments later he is covered in a lot of Cthulu-bits.]

 

T H A N K_Y O U ! ! ! - botbot exclaims a little too loudly and stuffs everything in their compartment, then turns and runs away making a strange screechlike noise similar to an old computer dial up noise. maybe the bot's approximation of giggling? -

 

[DID YOU JUST MURDER MY BOSS.]

 

...I think I didn't help out as much as I wanted to.

 

[Unicron wordlessly stares at the horror terror]

You did formidably.

 

DID YOU THINK YOU'D SEEN THE LAST OF ME?

 

-grabs at his midsection and winces-

Well. The sparkling doesn't like that. I leave this in your capable hands.

 

[Unicron flicks and flares his wings, turning slowly.]
Oh. Leftovers.

 

"I hate it so, so much that you wear red turtleneck sweaters and tight pants," Ford says under his breath.

 

"You and my brother." Ford laughs.

 

SEEMS YOU WEREN'T AS SUCCESSFUL AS YOU THOUGHT! I, DREAD CTHULHU, CANNOT BE VANQUISHED!
-he begins to emit rays that cause anything from a mild headache to a psychotic episode-

 

Ford groans. "Well," he says, "last time I saw you, I was covered in gold and you were drunk on Time Punch. Have you learned to select better friends?"

 

[GOD DAMMIT.]

 

-Lacuna grabs her head.-

 

DREAD CTHULHU HAS NO FRIENDS. DREAD CTHULHU NEEDS NO FRIENDS. ONLY MINIONS AND FOLLOWERS AND THOSE WHO ARE DEAD!

I HEARD THAT!

 

I cant tell if I'm seeing the phuture or having a daymare and it's phucking me up a little.

 

[Unicron seems mostly unbothered by this save for an annoyed wingflick, advancing slowly like a predator stalking his prey]

 

n07 ffffuck1ng c00l.

Mituna shoots off a blast of psi in Cthulu's general direction and then curls up on the ground.