shitposting rave 5: discount rejects from every genre

[karkat makes some frustrated chitters, but does inhale deeply after a moment]

...I'M STILL MAD. DESPITE MY UNIMAGINABLE FURY, I LOVE YOU TOO, FOR *SOME* REASON

WE'RE IN PUBLIC, THOUGH, DESPITE THE CLOTH PRISON YOU BUILT US. LET'S NOT GET *TOO* NASTY IN FRONT OF PRYING AURICULARS

[a grey middle finger emerges from behind the curtain. mysterious!]

 

Cupcake, your kissing skills are just fine. In fact, they're fucking good! Just good ol' Jack being Jack. Ruining moods since he was fifteen.

[Jack laughs, rubbing the back of his neck.]

I was real shit at relationships back then.

 

*laughs sheepishly* Well. I never was any fucking good at them either, so... let's be losers together, alright?

... though I'm not saying you're a loser. More like... I dunno. We've both fucked up our relationships real bad before, it's a thing we've got in common, and... it's okay. As okay as that kinda shit ever can be, anyway.

 

[Jack makes a noise. He doesn't want to agree, because he's Handsome goddamn Jack and weakness might as well be unwanted trash that piles up in his house, but he does agree. He's just not going to actually admit he does. Obviously.]

Yeah, well, like I said before - love's stupid and not important, and lust is more fun to play with. Hah! Play with. that's a good one!

 

*confused* ... uh, wait, what?

 

What, what? I'm confused now. What to the joke or to the love thing? Or... something I'm missing?

 

*gestures expansively* ... uh, all of this? Us? Everything? I dunno!

 

"I know about Wrench's phobia." Lissa sighs. "I'm just glad he's not afraid of me. Animals are great. We are animals too after all!" She gives Marcus a play-scritch, then pulls herself up onto the back of the couch to relax back into Ford's arms. "Don't they have shots for allergies?"

 

Gwendolyn reaches for Alex's popcorn, eats some, and tosses some at Mason, who takes the hint and catches it in his mouth.

If Church and Jack do not appreciate the literal popcorn.giffing going on, they can go bubble themselves like Karkat and Dave did.

 

*Laughs a little and then sighs* Yeah, they've got some of the uh... immuno therapy too but most've that stuff's expensive. I just take like ten Benadryl and crash afterwards.

 

[Jordi tips one hand down and slowly rams it into bartop, making explosion noises with his mouth as he does.]

Like the fucking Hindenburg. This is beautiful.

 

*church glares at him, putting as much force into it as he can manage*

 

[He grins.]

How's that relationship going?

 

*coldly* Just fine, thank you.

*it's not but like hell he's gonna show his insecurities to someone who clearly just wants to taunt him*

*even though jordi had already caught on to them*

 

Cool, cool, great, that's awesome. When's the honeymoon?

 

*that, church knows, is not a genuine question*

*jordi, instead, he's sure, is just sassing him*

*and so... he has to sass back*

*being sincere at jordi, that won't do*

*even if his well of sass seems to have dried the fuck up*

*like if sass was water and he had a real as fuck physical human body, church would be dead*

*again*

*double dead*

*all 'cause a large part of his brain has latched onto "honeymoon"*

... uh, your mom is when! Yeah! Your mom!

*lame but... it's the best he can do rn, stumped as he is*

 

FRICK SIKKKKKK BURRRNNNZZZZZ THERE NERD-O-TRON~!

~~(8;>

 

*smirks* I try.

*he's not 100% sure if defalt's being sincere but he doesn't know how the hell he'd respond to defalt if he wasn't*

 

ur rdy for the big leagues now, u jus gotta stop chasin' dick and take urself to the ball 2 find ur real prince charming.

*Defalt? Sincere? Never.*

*Floats upside down*

 

... that would still count as chasing dick. Technically. 99% of the time, anyway.