shitposting rave 5: discount rejects from every genre

"I'm sure I will, since it will taste like what I imagine chocolate tastes like based on how much everyone human I know seems to like it." Lissa grins and takes a bite. She does in fact like it. She has no idea if it tastes like real chocolate. She's never had real chocolate.

She's had real weed though. That part will work exactly the way she's used to it working.

 

You're that gone.

It's your birthday.

Chocolate is just weird. I like it, but I like vanilla more.

 

*Fake gasp*

Gay!

 

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-shiny eyes- EVERYTHING
Actually I have no idea, I saw it on a camera feed once at a fancy hotel. Never been near a real one.

-congrats Wrench, you now are supporting all six pounds of Kablooey in your attempted hug. It's up to you and maybe Marcus if he's ninja enough (and doesn't get caught in the faceplant gravity well) not to end up a pile on the ground-

 

IT'SSSS MYYYY BIIIIRTHDAAAAAAAAAAY!!!!
!_!

YEAH! The GAYEST! For YOU!
^_~

!_!
[Wrench rolled to stay upright! Critical Miss! He ends up on the floor, one drink gone, still covered in glitter. The three-foot-long frozen daiquiri-colada is safe though.]

 

It's your birthday.

 

Lissa bursts out into giggles.

 

My god, beaten at my own fucking game. I cannot believe.

 

Oh yeah? Who made that rule?

Whelp.

-laughs at them-

Cool! -speaking to the bartender- Can I have one of that blue green fruity one I had at that place once?

 

@_@
^_^

I'm the BEST AT EVERYTHING, it's my terrible burden to bear.
;_;
^_^

I did! BIRTHDAY BOY MAKES THE RULES!
!_!

 

"When I was in college I could've beaten you both at it." Ford shrugs, and takes a drink of something that is somehow steaming and cold. He waggles his eyebrows a bit.

 

-laughs like a fucking loon, too hard to even try getting off Wrench. There are spikes digging into her skin and she's giggling far too hard to care. Wrench is best friend-

-The drink is blue-green and smells fruity! The bartender is out of Kablooey's memory and into the rave~-

 

Not everything. *WINK*

Probably! I spent most of my school years being the kid trying to keep his head down. Then I stopped doing that... But, for reasons.

 

Lissa holds out a hand to Kablooey. "Hey, I know you're wasted, but watch out for the spikes, that's gonna hurt when you're sober."

 

"Well, before I went off to college, I didn't exactly try to keep my head down, given the grades I made and all, but..." Ford grins. "I was not out about anything until college."

 

College is for NERDS.
>_<
^_^

[He continues to hyena cackle. BEST FRANDS.]

HMMMM................ That's true! I'll allow it!

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"Ford is the king of the nerds," says Lissa, grinning, "but that's why he's rich. And learned how to travel. And met me."

 

WHAT THE *ABSOLUTE* CONFETTI-SHITTING FUCK IS GOING ON? DID YOU ALL TAKE CRAZY PILLS AND DECIDE IT WOULD BE FUN TO SHOVE GLITTER UP YOUR ASSHOLES TO SEE IF IT'D STILL SPARKLE WHEN IT CAME BACK OUT?

WHOSE WRIGGLING DAY IS IT.

 

-whisper in the catte ear- That's my secret. I'm never sober! :D

 

College is a bourgeoisie institution! Which is why it's OKAY to fuck with the kids at Stanford!
>_>
^_^

IT'S! MY! BIRTH! DAY!
!_!
*_*
[He attempts to throw confetti at Karkat from his position on the floor. The confetti goes approximately nowhere.]