shitposting rave 5: discount rejects from every genre

Sorry.

 

I guess. Sorry, it's probably because I'm tired and shit-- Even though I'm asleep. Fucking bullshit with the goddamned Shuffler and those goddamned assholes picking up homeless people.

Don't worry about him.

 

I'm fine!!

 

Oh, I am COMPLETELY there with you! Fuck the bullshit going on, right?
>_<
[He's now steering Marcus off to a corner of their own.]

 

At least that car was cool....
*Letting himself be led away*

 

Who among us hasn't experienced a sudden and inexplicable shift in disposition?

 

I mean, we're to the point where we'd need to ask personal questions if we want to actually nail down gossipy specifics, so it's more about your privacy--

Whoa, hey, Archive? Wanna run a full ventilation cycle or two for me? Call it medic's fussy nature if you gotta.

 

*It's TIME.*

*...for yet another furry asshole. Who, with his olive and white face paint, looks...remarkably similar to the other furry asshole. Almost as if the initial furry asshole is just a humanoid in a lot of makeup.*

*Haha, nah, that'd be ridiculous. *

*This particular furry asshole is perched on top of a giantass two-mouthed white cat. Furryception.*

 

What the fuck.

 

*He's about to dismount in a dramatic and cool looking way, when the giant cat unceremoniously tips him off.*

*Goddammit, Catdad.*

 

Sure, sure.

-She does a strong ventilation.-

 

There ya go. One more? [He puts his hand out palm-up on the table for the taking if she wants it.]

 

-She grabs it, doing another full ventilation cycle.-

There.

-She smiles.-

 

[He smiles right back, squeezing her hand gently.] Great job, darlin'. Thanks for humorin' me. Fliers gotta fly, cute archivists gotta archive, medics gotta fuss, hey?

 

-She giggles.-

I'm guessing you've dealt with irrational panic before.

 

what?

 

Plenty. You think we came through three or four million years of fighting without getting flinchy? [He grins, shaking his head.] There's a reason I knew how to troubleshoot for ya earlier without all the proper training.

 

I'm... pretty shy. I'm sure you've noticed!

 

Er. Pardon my language. You just look unusually similar to someone I know.

 

WELL, AS DO YOU, AND YET YOU DON'T SEE ME 'WHAT THE FUCK'-ING YOU.

*He's still crouching on the ground from being thrown off Catdad.*