shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

hey, what exactly did you put on me.

*Muttermutter.*

 

Louder, dear, or else it'll be more than a harmless little charm I flick at you.

-She smiles cruelly.-

 

hey, yeah, what did you put on him?

 

i said, WHAT EXACTLY did you PUT on me??

 

You first!

 

"If you think about it the answer to that question is kind of obvious, douchebag."

 

me first for what?

 

What did you do to Pyrope's significant person?

 

Yipes!

[he's not exactly in favor of this method of interrogation, but the hole's been dug. he shifts uncomfortably]

Does that wear off?

 

magic.

 

Obviously. And I'm not FORCING him to say anything. With this charm.

 

Did you hurt them?

 

define 'hurt'.

 

Ehhhhhhokay. I suppose I'll leave this in your hands, then!

 

You know what, I think that actually answers all my questions.

-She flicks and dissipates the charm.-

Good for her for giving you that scar.

 

it was just a harmless old dancing jinx done in good fun, she COMPLETELY overreacted.

 

"Yeah, that's not the way an innocent person answers that question."

 

-She gives him an icy look and turns to Mr. Mistoffolees.-

It doesn't sound completely in fun to me. Does it to you?

 

youre NEVER supposed to give direct answers when youre compelled to tell the truth. first thing my dad ever taught me.

 

[he looks decidedly unimpressed. let the rationalization dance begin!]

Maybe just a little electrical zap. A...harmless little zap, like a joy buzzer! It'd be about as fun as the dancing, I imagine.