shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

Paz is delighted to pet the eevee. "You're so cute," she tells it, scratching behind its ears. "So fluffy!" She cannot imagine why people would want to make these creatures fight each other.

 

-the neckfluff mi peers out- Mi!

 

-scoops up an armful of mis, attempts to be Cutest in the room-

 

-excited mi-ing and wiggling! a few mis escape, but some settle down and purr-
Mii! pirr. Mimi!

 

A large transformer wanders in.
He is. Interesting to look at. Which is to say parts of his plating are brand new, parts are rusted over and have crystals growing on them. As far as observers can all, he has four arms? or maybe six. It´s difficult to be certain. He most certainly has more than the average allotment of sharp pointy bit though.

"Hey, sup."

 

[Someone is actually more decrepit than Rust for once. This is... probably a good thing? Maybe? Looks like he's had some work done, at least, whether actual fixing or just replacing parts too dead to work with.]
...wull lookit what th'kapro dragged in.

 

Hey, I worked long an hard on that rust infection, don´t knock it.

 

We got a couple medics hangin' 'round, y'might wanna get that looked at.
-gestures at all of Abomination-

 

"Medics just keep stealing all my sweet mods! And my crystals. Also Hi, cute paintjob"
Is he flirting? Yup, most definitely is.

 

Mmmmhm. Worked harder'n th'crystals, 'd'magine.

 

-grins- "Yeah it´s a glitch gettin them big enough they don´t snap off inna fight."
-plops his aft down- "So where you lot hiding th´engex?"

 

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[Not having mobile faceparts is good for not giving away expressions. Rust unspaces an opaque canister and offers it to Abo; weak yellow-green light leaks out around the seal at the top. If this guy wants to open himself up for anyone to give him whatever...]

 

-grins-
Jus' stealth paint, but I'll take th' compliment.
-he is not on duty so is not touching the medic bit with a ten foot pole-

 

-takes the cube, toasts Rust-
"Cheers!"
-he downs the cube. For a moment, he seems fine, then he keels over with a resounding clang.

Only to grin rather sheepishly.-
"Stuff got a kick to it huh?"

-winks at him from the floor- No offense but i got a hard time imagining someone like you being sneaky. ´s like me tryin for sneaky.

 

Yyyyup. [Damn. At least his surprise won't show either. Rust is pretty glad he doesn't have to fight this guy, though. What the hell is he made of?]

 

"Th´frags it called anyway? Tastes like autobot tailpipe"

 

's a li'l diff'rent when I'm in the air - ground ain't exactly my element.

 

[A short, high-pitched word doesn't translate,] Onxai's Fangs, take yer pick. Whass'n autobot?

 

is this implying that robots eat ass.