shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

-nods. She shoots a portal on the ground the ceiling to demonstrate-

-makes a writing motion in the air- ?????

 

-a curious mi loses it´s balance and falls through, only to come out of the one in the ceiling and land on a robot-
Miii!

 

Uh - yeah, kinda.
-he concentrates, then his words appear in the air as he says them-
In this place, y'think 'bout it hard enough, it happens. Like a dream you control.

Hey, cutie, be careful you don't get your coat caught in my seams. Be a right mess for us both.

 

A femme can dream, sweetspark.
[She laughs]

You're all terrible, what did I do to deserve you? Please don't actually answer that.
[Her optics crinkle at the corners, as she fondly regards them.]

 

Proved yourself a better CO than anyone else I've been under? [Venture sits down to drape himself over Nichrome's shoulders, shedding glitter as he goes. Congrats, Nichy, you've got Craft Herpes var. Spark Blue x Energon Pink now.]

 

Mimi! -runs along his should, then find a nice warm bit or Armour to sit on and closes it´s eyes- pirrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

 

!!!
[Like this? Can I make it so She won´t see them?]
-the words face very quickly, and Chell looks at the ceiling nervously-

 

S yer punishment fer bein´a good Capt´n. -noofs-

 

[Ven has his chin propped on Nichrome's shoulder, but looks up reflexively when Chell does.] Dunno who 'she' is but you can make it so only people can see the words or so certain people can't if you wanna.

 

[She smiles, gently petting Ven's plating. Oops. Oh well, glitter is cute, kinda. She'll live.]
I wish Chase-Off was everyone's CO. I'd have made a lot more mistakes early on if I hadn't had him as a rolemodel.

Careful, Nurse, you'll get infected by Venture's glitter too.

 

*noting the ceiling-staring*...can she travel through the ceiling...or does she have some sort of power over the rave or something..?

 

Spoiler: venture stop casually talking about skeevy shit (cw: discussion of assault, abuse of power)

I'd still take "half-socialised mad scientist Con" over "suck me off or your courtmate goes to the smelter" any cycle.

"Better than Venture's old CO" is not exactly a high bar cap :P What was... is? Chase-Off like that he was in charge of all you crazy inventor types and still came out of it a decent guy?

 

What about quarter-socialised mad scientist ex-'Bot?
I have dinosaurs.

 

[The tiniest frown. There may be some things she will ask Reffy to crawl databases about. If Ven's old CO isn't dead he sure will be soon.]
Chase-Off is... well we joke that he was forged old because he's a couple millenia younger'n me, but he sure doesn't act a bit like it. Big guy, tankformer and all that, has been military since the klik his optics turned on. He was assigned to us mostly to keep us from blowing ourselves up and to supervise our frontline involvements. Really the thought was probably more that he'd be our protector than that he'd be our boss. And from protector he graduated to nannybot, not really surprising considering how untalented we all are at taking care of ourselves. He can be a bit too meddling, but in a warm way. He listens to everyone and considers their contributions, like a true Decepticon should. But he's not shy about picking someone up and carrying them out of harm's way despite protests, if he thinks it's necessary. I learned from him how to take big mechs down and how to make a tactical retreat. Without him I'd probably be dead three times over.
[She smiles, fondly.]

 

Sorry cutie Nichy's earned my fickle flier spark by way of being tiny adorable and overprotective. [He tilts he's head to awkwardly noof one of Nichrome's ears.]

[Venture's old CO is, in fact, very dead. Yay? He smiles fondly as Nichrome talks, though, doodling random patterns over whatever plating is closest to his hands at the moment.] Can see where you get it from, yeah. He still around? I feel like I should thank him for keeping my favorite minibot alive :P

 

Venture! How could you! -Look at what you´ve done, now the medicat is glittery!-

-ears fold back and she honest to primus Hisses-

he sounds like a good sort. I never much got ta talk ta any Co´s, other folks did th´explainin´why no really, we need fuel an welin´metal. Like fer doin´our job an´slag.

 

[Good.] -nothing changes for venture or juice, but GladOS will now be incapable of seeing Chells text- [GlaDOS]

[She has cameras everywhere.]

 

[The unfortunate juxtaposition of these things startles the birb. His wings cant back, adding gold to the unholy glitter mess.] Slag-- sorry!

 

-noofs soothingly- I ain´t mad. Well I´m mad as pits at yer ol´CO but not at ye.

 

Can't say I've heard that designation before!

[Tentative earscritches?] I mean he's been rusting out in some gutter since before the War even left Cybertron so it's not like he matters except by way of comparison???