shitposting rave 5: discount rejects from every genre

[Wolf-grin]
The feeling is mutual.

 

[Switch finally manages to reach out. He doesn't touch Shade yet, just... leaves a hand palm-up between them, needles hidden away in their sheaths.] ...you know the life expectancy statistics for mnemosurgeons as well as I do. It doesn't get any better on the other side.

 

...Didn't stop me hoping. You know me and my optimism. -he manages to give Switch a shaky half-grin, and slowly and cautiously, without looking, rests his hand lightly on top of Switch's-

 

I do. [He smiles, soft and somehow sad, and resists the urge to grab the hand now in his.] The brightest, warmest spark I ever knew.

 

...Flatterer. -Shade drags his free hand down his face, masking the growing smile- Glossa like mercury, you.

 

Practice, practice. The best flattery has a core of truth anyway.

 

There you go again. -Shade's fingers twitch and briefly tighten round Switch's, then release- ...I- missed you.

 

"My point is that for some reason, it doesn't occur to you to possess a non-sapient who can't will the act to be done for you, whether or not you have the physical strength to accomplish it." Ford shrugs. "You receive no sustenance from the act of killing when it is not dedicated to you. When my wife kills a kerrus stag to feed herself and her family, you would get nothing from that if you were observing her."

 

[Switch squeezes back gently, carefully, a little unsure of how things lie now, with so much separate history again.] And I you. I...

...do you think we might find each other in the Well, now we've done so here? I... I don't want to be apart again. [Don't cling don't cling don't cling. Self-control check: successful, but for how long?]

 

Oh my Primus, no, I fragging love another List-er. Not that the DJD's gonna getcha what with you being dead and all, but man here I was thinking I was the only one who did the swippity swap.

[He sounds pretty gleeful about this, actually. Then abruptly drops his tone into the spookiest voice he can manage.] They took my faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaace.

 

-Shade's fingers twitch, then tighten round Switch's hand and this time don't let go- I- I hope so. I- no, we can. We'll be able to. I know- I know you're there, now.

 

Er. Is that how it works in your dimension...s, then? Spirits oft possess trees and animals for the simple sake of feeling the material world around them in Thedas, but rarely do they become corrupted by it like demons are. I don't know if they feed off energy the way you would consider it though, because the Fade is in all things.

Except dwarves, I suppose, but they've got the Titans.

 

Spoiler: death, drugz

Oh, no, I overdosed all on my own, no Justice Division involved at all. Their existence did rather deter me from going back when I had half a mind to, though.

Can't say I'm surprised about the empurata, though, given how they treat everyone.

 

Awww, you slagger. Ruining the fun for EVERYONE.

[He wink-blinks with his one optic.]

Yeah apparently I'm ~*~obnoxious~*~ so I got all face-fragged and hand-slagged and then they mode-locked me. Jokes on them, my vocalizer still works in alt-mode! And then they couldn't figure out how to unbind my cog. It was hilarious.

Weren't autobots s'posed to be the good guys?

 

I thought the Decepticons were, actually. Despite the ridiculously misleading name.

 

Hahahahahhahahahahahaha. Hahaha. Ha.

No.

[He wipes an imaginary tear from his optic.]

 

Yes. We-- we will.

Is propaganda ever true, though?

...once upon a time, we might have been. When the Cause was still central to the war effort. But by the time I died, we were nearly three million years into a pointless civil war fuelled entirely by inflated egos and old grudges. That... I can't call either side of that good.

 

I likely would. Just less. I can claim destructionness of a kill even if it is not dedicated to me. But I have honor. I do not steal what is not mine by right. Our kind is not so uncivilized we do not negotiate for our sustenance. YOu think little of me and my siblings.

 

[Snort-laughs.] It sure the frag is not.

You're old as slaaaag. What's that about?

 

-long, awkward pause-
Switch- do you- remem...ber...