shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

I don't even know what that is, but I can assure you my charity's runnin' pretty low.

 

[seems to sense that someone New is here almost supernaturally, and turns around with a wave] Hello--oh! Are you lost?

 

why have you enslaved dave

 

....
Immensely annoying? gotta say Doc, ya got a way with words.

Well yer not having enough a it. Lacuna ye should come steal him more often.

 

-faint snort-

 

Aaaaalright then! Sorry to bother you!

Oh, not quite! I just haven't figured out where I am, yet. That's the trouble with poking rifts! Especially ones that close up quickly, I should've expected that but...

I haven't, they do. Slaves of the daevies! If anyone can make those big winged whalesuckers do anything they don't want to I'll talk to them, though.

 

[he holds a hand to his face and stage-whispers]

Truth be told, I doubt you'll find answers soon. I'm not sure anyone really gets where 'here' is. I've been thinking of it as an in-between place, myself!

How exactly do these rifts work? [his tail twitches back and forth in excitement at a New Thing]

 

[He entirely ignores any potential disparaties between his words and his actions and wraps her in a hug]

 

Fuck if I know, that's why I poked an empty one! Or, well, what looked like an empty one. No one glowing blue standing around.

 

from my perspective its a bigass forum thread everyones pretending is a physical place including me

so yanno ymmv

 

-she hugs back, making a small pleased noise, then wordlessly demands he pick her up-

 

I've certainly never seen any blue glowing people, although I can't guarantee there aren't any. Doesn't sound like a particularly reliable practice, though.

Where're you from? This is all just fascinating, really!

 

*sweats nervously*

 

[He does exactly that, of course. How could he not.]
Am I gonna get scolded for saying jetfuel again?

 

The island chain between Vorax and East Orius! If neither of those names mean anything to you I won't bother naming my exact island.

 

-she settles herself onto her accustomed place on his shoulder and pats his helm-
Provided you were speaking only for your alternate universe self, you can be forgiven.

 

P sure I was. Can't pry me away from you with a crowbar.
[He turns his head just enough to kiss her thigh]

 

-she smiles, small and secret, and strokes his helm again-
Good.

 

Ah!

-She smiles.-

 

Wiretap said there's... more like me and Sweep. Probably some are still alive.