shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

idk doesnt seem 2 hard

ur tinier than my kid sister

 

It's rude to ignore people, you know.

-She beams, bright and brittle.-

 

*takes his lemonade and starts sipping on it*

*grins* Congratulations!

It looks real nice on you.

Don't I technically already have him?

(Or, well, the other me from that universe does.)

... will those personally tailored Cronii be assholes like the rest of them, 'cause, if so, I suspect we'll all pass on that.

*shudders* Yeah. He'd be the stuff of nightmares.

 

"Beg your pardon... I'm Stanford Pines, Bill's spouse" he replies rather stifly, his distrust rather plainly displayed.

 

He gives a vague shrug in response.

He squeezes his hand back, lounging in a more comfortable position.

 

i mean not rly

ur relationships kinda unique 2 the universe ur a part of u feel me

wiggles hand ?? probably but theres always a chance

 

Really, Great-Uncle, don't you recognize your own niece? Presumably you've got a Mabel around somewhere.

-She sighs and puts a hand delicately to her cheek.-

 

Or Mara! Gwahahahaha!

 

...well, what are you?

 

I think I get it now.

*sighs* I am not at all surprised.

 

"Well, this is interesting."

 

more like the stuff of a mildly nasty nightdream vwhere you showv up to school vwithout clothes but the only person vwho notices is the janitor.

 

or seebs?

 

... still doesn't sound that pleasant...

 

honestly im allergic 2 any cronus nicer than 'extremely insensitive at best'

 

"There's another one who comes here, too, with a wife who's called Valiska and looks like me!" Lissa smiles.

 

-SHIVVERS-

 

He smiled and rested his head against his.

"Just because you're an instance of my grand-niece doesn't mean you might share her last name... And please call me Ford." He was visibly unnerved by her referring to him as her great-uncle.

 

hes harmless. anyone can do vwhat he did vwith the right tools.

 

From what I hear [odd choired humming sound instead of pronoun]'re more... the other team.