shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

Oh sure, underestimate me. That's unhealthy but survivable. But don't underestimate HER.
[She grins.]

That's because you seem neither very useful nor very nice to look at. I wouldn't want you either.

 

"If someone tries to trap you for any reason let me know and I'll beat the snot out of them." He would make good on his word.

 

there isn't anything she could actually do here...power doesn't mean much in the rave...

 

You must have a very interesting home stream, to think friendliness means I'm underestimating anyone. These optics might be old, but they don't miss much!

 

*sighs*

*he doesn't want to be owned but that doesn't mean he wants to be undesirable either*

*grins* Much appreciated.

 

Alternatively, you can go fuck yourself.

 

-Little!Static 404's out, and an older version appears in place. They're less waifish, partially because of the drug harness: a computer over their chest with tubes snaking out to needled bands around their throat, wrists, and ankles. Somehow the same jacket their younger version wears is still with them and still oversized on their larger frame. Patches have been added; one on their arm denoting them as a pilot and another across the back of a hornet in a spider's web

They do not look amused-

 

I'm well aware of the limitations of the rave! But it's not the only thin point in reality, and crossovers do happen. Messy little fraggers.

 

He grins back and gives a thumbs up.

He snorts in amusement at the fellow's blunt manner.

 

*feels much better*

*it's nice having people in his corner*

 

Kindness is LIKE the first sign of growing weak.

I'm not an Alien fucker either. Don't get presumptuous, vermin.

[That awful awful grin is back.]
My you grow up handsome don't you.

 

With All Due Respect Maam Your Helm Is Full And You Can Go Fuck Yours-
[The starved looking Helmstroll goes very quiet and limp for a moment.]

 

I'm sure there are people who agree with you somewhere! I am not one of them.

 

-summons up the words in the air from the first quote:

and then the second:

and holds one over each hand- So which one's the lie?

-OK NOPE NOT ACCEPTABLE! Her bioware is getting psychic proddings of 'knock that shit right off right the fuck now.' Their psychic abilities have also been enhanced by the steady stream of drugs-

 

Well have fun being wrong.
[She throws her helmstroll an annoyed look and grabs her chin, hard.]
And you can stop whining, love. If you want my attention I can buy you another pretty bracelet or two once you earn it.

 

You have a rather obvious xeno kink going on, but that doesn't really have anything to do with my suggestion that you go fuck yourself–Unless, of course, you would happen to know a version of you who is not of the same species.

 

[They get a very loud and very insistant "Go Fuck Yourself In The Ear And Leave Me Alone" back.]

She looks up at Loreli slowly and blankly and then spits in her face.]

 

Well, 'both' is certainly an option, one can have an aesthetic appreciation without actually being attracted to someone.

I will! [He waves cheerfully, and bows. It is almost mockingly shallow.] Thank you for your permission to continue doing exactly as I please, your Primacy.

 

I don't pail my ships, darling.

Uh-huh Keep flirting, honey, I don't go pitch on inferiors.

[Her helm gets a slap for that]

 

It's Princess actually, bye.