shitposting rave 5: discount rejects from every genre

(The dog sits down and looks up at Switchboard, tail wagging.)
Woof!

 

[Is this... some kind of organic turbofox? It seems friendly enough... Slowly and carefully, Switchboard reaches out to attempt pettins.]

 

(Pettings! The dog leans into the pettings. They're good pettings.)
(Wagwagwag)
(Strange bipedal metal dog seemed upset. The squishie dog is trying to help.) (Petting dogs is the cure for everything. This dog is very sure of that.)

 

NICE, you're getting so awesome at this slag! -Primus offers a high five-

 

[Ave grins brightly and gives the high five! Yay!!!]

 

... are you a Weirdmageddon? If you are, I'd like you to stay very far away from me. And Pennarion. And everyone I love.

 

I'm not Weirdmaggeddon. I'm from Paradis. But don't stay away. I always need people and friends to help in my studies.

 

Good. I was worried that you might be the personified form of Weirdmaggedon 'cause of how you responded to me asking if Bill ate Weirdmageddons but you don't even seem to know what Weirdmaggedon is, so... I think you're safe.

 

Hahahaha, do you think I'm afraid of death. That's cute. I've seen shit and done shit you wouldn't even imagine. Thanks for your kindness.

 

*sighs* By "safe," I meant "safe for me to interact with 'cause you're not Weirdmaggedon," not "not in danger yourself." Though yeah, the latter is true here too.

 

[Petting dogs is, at the very least, not getting interrogated by a Prime. And that might be a low bar, but that just means dogs are an improvement over the last few minutes.

Pet. Pet. Pet.]

 

-a very small bot, what someone who hadn't died so long ago would recognise as a sparkling of about equivalent age of five or so, arrives to stand and squint suspiciously at Switchboard-

 

Woof!
(The dog gingerly places its front paws on Switchboard's legs, sniffs his face, and begins licking it. It's still wagging its tail, and being an overall very happy dog.)

(One of the other dogs traipses over to Hippolyta and sniffs at her.)

 

-Hippolyta turns to look at the dog, then makes a delighted noise and tries to cuddle it-

 

Woof!
(This dog recognises the noise the strange bipedal dogs make when they're happy. It licks where the bipedals usually have their ears. There is only strange metal there. This is an even stranger bipedal dog than the others. But that's alright.)
(The dog sneezes.)

 

-Hippolyta giggles- I like you, fluffy squishy! -she tries to pet the dog's ears. She has evidently had some training on how to approach animals, organic or not-

 

Yes? [Who else wants to be unusually imterested in him? Is this one Mortilus?]

[Alright, nope, nope. Switchboard grimaces and backs out of range. No touching his face.]

 

Well, talk to me as much as you want. Just be warned that sometimes I stray off topic. It's so fun meeting something other than a human or titan.

 

Oh, I guess I should introduce myself then. I'm Norm the Genie.

 

Hanji Zoe, scouting regiment, scientist, and journalist. Nice to meet you. Tell me. Are you made of some kind of gas or organic matter?