shitposting rave 5: discount rejects from every genre

-She just settles back to listen then.-

 

[Yes please pap the plane. He virtually always needs more paping and he's quite grateful that Ignis seems to pick up on that so quickly]

Thank you but no thank you. I usually don't drink engex. [Not unless he's seriously upset and needs to calm his nerves and right now he's not that far yet]

 

Fair. You just looked like you were staring, and I do have manners.

 

How can you even tell with your optics non-functional? [Amazing] But I apologize for looking, my medic protocols insist that I should fix this, despite the fact that I know that nothing in here is permanent. [He settles back down, pushing the protocols away again. There will be a headache in the future for this, he knows what fighting his coding does in that regard, but he can deal with that, too]

 

Prrrractice. Plus this one's not totally gone yet. -she taps her right optic- I mean if it makes you super happy you can mess around with 'em but it's just the engex shorting the connections...

 

*pets softly*

 

Are you still attacking it? It's dead*snickers*

 

Church, I don't want to be evil again.

 

I don't think that Omega'll make you evil. He's really not the one we know.

 

[Fingers twitch, but... no] It isn't going to help and you can just sort of wish it better in here whenever you want anyways [And yet here he is, honestly considering it] Admittedly I have never heard of people drinking engex with quite that effect either. [Usually you'd just purge stuff that bad but obviously Canopy's got practice in a lot of things]

 

-Lacuna pokes Canopy harder.-

 

My engex is special. Brew it myself. Gotta get it juuuuust right or your entire brain goes on the fritz too.

Whaaaaaat?

 

Ummmm. Has that... has that ever actually offlined someone? [it totally sounds like the trial and error period offlined some people. That's just... unhealthy oh Primus why would you drink that]

 

Nnnnnnnaah. Only test it on myself and I'm still here.

 

-She sends out a few sullen 'fireworks'.-

 

Pretty. You want a datapad or something to make words?

 

-She shrugs.-

 

Then I don't have the slightest clue what you want from me, friend. -pats Lacuna on the shoulder cheerfully-

 

I would say that you are very lucky, but somehow I feel like you would argue that.

 

YEAH, I GUESS THIS IS JUST GONNA BE "GREW UP IN TOTALLY DIFFERENT ENVIRONMENTS" THING, COUPLED WITH THE FACT THAT I *TRY* TO KEEP MY PRIVATE AFFAIRS ON THE DOWN-LOW, BUT UH. YOU CAN CONTINUE TO BE NOT-OFFENDED, WHICH IS GREAT, BECAUSE I'M NOT LOOKING TO GROVEL, HERE. AND I CAN CONTINUE TO SELF-RIDICULE VIA INTERNAL MONOLOGUE, AS PER USUAL.