shitposting rave 5: discount rejects from every genre

Lissa is always willing to drink to the D being in right relationship to the wishes and needs of its companion (and also especially in respect of her own personal wishes and needs, whatever those may be at the time), but not that nasty fruity stuff, thanks. She has a proper catte drink to toast with.

 

[squints]

[SQUINTS]

 

"Yes, Dave?"

Sometimes Ford is tempted to do a HAL 9000 interpretation when he says that, but probably Dave is too young to get the joke.

 

Oh good everyone is drinking and speaking of what I can only assume from tone to be interface equipment, why did I fall asleep right now again?

 

"Hey," says Lissa cheerfully, "we're talking about finding balance with our bodily desires and needs. I'd think that'd be your jam."

 

'Cause you just got done using your interface equipment...

 

you teleported dude
also im trying to decide if the hot young stud thats me btw has somehow become the prude in this situation
shameful

im completely sober actually i dont need to be drunk to talk about DICKS
its a passion of mine
big dicks lil dicks fake dicks real dicks alien dicks human dicks
also drunk dave sucks

 

Well if we can have the discussion without unnecessary vulga-

[Okay he cannot finish that sentence because abruptly he makes a noise very similar to an outdated laptop being asked to calculate particle collissions for CERN on a 40 degree Celsius summer day. In short: His fans spin up very loudly.]

Why. Why is this a thing happening to me.

 

-muffled yet completely unapologetic giggles-

 

Lissa winks at Pillage because she and Ford may have done exactly the same thing before she reappeared in the rave to find Marcus getting drunk at Jordi's not-so-tender mercies, although he apparently stayed in non-dreaming sleep longer than she did.

"He does that."

"Because God and Pillage both love you." She takes another sip of her drink. "And also because dicks are nice."

 

-Pillage bobs his antennae and giggles again in acknowledgement-

 

Lissa grins. She and Pillage are so very alike, even if he is a metal bug and she is a squishy cat with a strange distribution of fur. They are the smols who rule.

 

SOUNDS AN AWFUL LOT LIKE THE "PAST/FUTURE YOU" SHIT THAT YOU'RE ALWAYS CRAWLING UP MY CHUTE ABOUT

 

look dude my phallic passions cannot be tamed
i can redirect them tho
put my verbal schlong in more willing ear orifices

is he a space player or like
whats up with that

drunk karkat sucks

 

Oh, are we talking about teleportation again?

 

You, mister, are very lucky you are as cute as you are...
[He grumbles, pulling Pillage onto his lap for a sweet and very chaste kiss.]

[He laughs]
I cannot speak to the quality of whichever part of organic interfacing equipment "dicks" refers to but even if I knew I'm not particularly interested in getting a representative sample size together.
Which is to say... Primus, this is all rather undignified and I'm not sure I have anythign to contribute if you all continue talkign of your parts.

[Robot Priest Dad is pulling an offended face at your terrible pun, dave.]

 

"Mage of Space," Ford replies. "But also, this is a dreamspace, so you can just be where you want to be here, if you can wrap your mind around the idea."

 

-the sweetest and chastest kiss. How could the bug be any less than the innocentest of smol critters?-

 

"Speaking as an organic, organic interface and reproduction are proof that if God is real, he or she or they never intended for us to be dignified," Lissa says gently. "It might be different for you, but I doubt it; your reproduction seems easier, but I'm betting everyone looks silly as well as hot when they interface. Also Pillage is totally cute and you're lucky to have him." She giggles.

 

Ford shrugs. "What I was saying, and what Jordi turned into a toast, is that while there are many people who need to take more control over their sexual lives than they do, there's also a small, but not insignificant, number of people who would really be happier if they would listen to what their bodies want more. The conversation was initially about people who have penises--dicks, the D--but frankly, it applies to everyone. There are a lot of people in the multiverse who are having terrible relationships and stupid, awful, hurtful sex, but there are also a lot of people who mistake self-denial and repression with self-discipline and balance."