shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

Im still super traumatized though. Im just phucking drowning in trauma right here. Also maybe dead? Ill get back to you on that one though.

 

"Tell me more."

 

"Sometimes that's reversible."

 

bigass tentacle lusus at the bottom of the ocean vwith the capability to kill the entire species if it isnt kept fat and happy.

 

I think at this point its mostly a matter oph "did I get to the shitty rock bed bephore my kismesis tore me to pieces" which is a resounding "maybe" so. Ill phind out soon enough I guess?

 

I don´t know what that last word means? My sparkling grew inside Nichrome, he built himself you could say. It didn´t used to work like this until some old code got reactivated primus knows how.

 

Yes! Her pride is my new clan, actually. I was... rather lost when I came through the rift right outside their home, but I decided to make an enemy of their enemy and we bonded. I've been meaning to spend more time with the other you- the way things fell it was her Ford who figured me out and made sure I realized I was home. -she is, rather amusingly, doing the happy cat narrowed-eyes thing-

 

Lissa makes cat eyes back at her instinctively. "Well, that's good to hear!"

 

You seem better. More solid.

 

"Will stuck me half in and half out of a portal and Ford thought I was dead because my sibling's body was in the room because she was trying to kill me but I got her instead and we appear to be identical." Lissa sighs. "Ordinarily I'd be ragging on him for missing a couple of marks he put on me but as Jezebel said, it was a 'closed casket funeral' so mostly I am just sorry he went through that and that little blue bastard is going to wish he was never spawned when I catch him."

 

Ah, that's why you gave me a headache before. I don't know of many ways to make a demon suffer, but I'm sure you'll figure something out.

 

"I'm just...glad the police didn't get involved so we don't have to explain why she isn't dead any more." Ford sighs. "Everyone is sort of aware that I have a mistress who lives in the mansion with us and that she's not from around here, and my brother got her papers. But there has been too much chaos around here for anyone to really have had time to think about whether the Dark Lord's mistress is still around." He rolls his eyes. "It's better to be feared than not, but not always."

 

Fear can be helpful when you have something to hide. Most in Atlantis think we're monstrous in shape, so fear of the Sunaj kept them from discovering we're also the Aerihman; we'd be massacred from either side if they knew.

But useful doesn't prevent it from being tiring as fuck.

 

-She looks at him skeptically.-

I don't think she's a mistress if you're not married to her or anyone else. I think she's your girlfriend or maybe your life partner.

 

-flies in on a bigass jetpack- Nyooooooom!

-they are, in fact, making 'nyoom' noises with their mouth-

 

think its the other kinda mistress

 

"Hush, she likes it when I call her that."

 

-SNERK-

 

Lissa yanks his cravat playfully. "Mine."

 

"Exactly. You get it. My brother is the one who does the shows and handles crowds. He's smoke and mirrors, I'm the local Sith presence, both serve as distractions and both are so tiring sometimes."