shitposting rave 5: discount rejects from every genre

-Badulf remembers her and gives it a happy sniff, keeping her between him and Marcus for Marcus's comfort. You still smell like wolf friend! A greeting lick but-

-BARK BARK HELLO FRIEND! He runs over and does the 'play!' thing where he lowers his front half and wiggles his butt-

Of course he does! That's Bads- Badulf if he's in trouble.

 

Perhaps not as long as you think, one Spacer to another! [Vector winks, laughing a little.] I don't make much light when I pass through, though, that seems to be a quirk of it out your way.

It was supposed to be a frog, anyhow-- seemed appropriate!-- but, well, first attempts and all that, I might be able to read a pattern but I'm still getting the physical trick of it down! This'll be a second one [he gestures vaguely at (or with) the project currently on his needles] and hopefully a better one, at least a little!

 

"Another Space person?" Ford waves at Jade. "I feel like I should know you, but I know we've never met."

 

[jade mimics the position as best she can, being a biped; she puts her hands on her knees, bends down, and wiggles her butt too. her tail is going ninety miles a minute]

woof woof!!!! :D

thats a good name :) i like it! i bet hes a good boy
except when he isnt :p

my dog was named becquerel, but i mostly just called him bec because its kind of a mouthful

my powers are pretty weird even for space players i think! im part first guardian, im still not over being my dog but its REALLY COOL
but bec got his powers from the green sun! normally it doesnt work so great with the whole green sun being a big black hole now but this place is suuuuper weird
i like it

anyway i cant knit at all!! rose tried to teach me but i think i like being outside way more than she does, sometimes i wonder if shes really the vampire instead of kanaya
i cant sit still long enough to knit something, i blame bec
he loves walkies

how many of us are there?? :O we should make a club!
and sorry, ive never met you! if youre space youre probably pretty cool though, were the best

 

I told you no one could tell it´s supposed to be a frog Vek.

 

-mis pirr. Some mis might wish to chase her! at least any tails that might be in evidence-

 

The immaterial takes some time to get used to, yes, even if it is delightfully responsive!

Blame everything on the dog, will you? [He laughs again, shakes his head.] Everyone has their own preferences, I'm sure no one's going to come after you for not learning to knit! I'm usually more at home in a laboratory, myself-- or field testing!-- but, well, I've rather promised not to make anything else universe-breaking, and that's the road things tend to go down if I shut myself in for too long. So, frogs! Of the non-universal variety, the last thing I need is to make a Frog, the poor things aren't quite the right format for my neck of the woods.

Infinitely many, of course! Just here, though, I think we've got... five? Six? Something like that, not counting multiple iterations of an individual. We should have a club! The club of accidentally breaking universes and trying to put them back together after, how's that sound? Or is that just a Mage thing?

I'm well aware, brother dearest, but I'm not going to get any better if I don't practice. Should I put it on your horn instead?

 

Don´t you dare! -horns/ears flatten down. No grab the horns!-

 

Quite! So you don't need to care what it looks like. It's mine and it's staying where it is until I get bored of it.

 

You look silly. -leans on-

 

"I'm sure there are a lot of us," Ford says, grinning. "The multiverse is a big place; it needs a lot of us! But my wife is Blood, so I can't say we're the best--I think all of us are needed."

 

[there is indeed a tail! it is swishy and fluffy and enticingly chasable]

frogs are pretty great in general though!
i think the one you made is cute :) it doesnt have to be perfect to be good

[jade sticks her tongue out at both of them]
well yes of COURSE there are infinitely many of us! i meant how many of us are here in this specific instance of this specific place!

[jade looks around and pauses. she seems maybe a little tense] theres a LOT of people here :O

 

Exactly! It's a first attempt and that's all it has to be. [He grins.]

Haven't been keeping count to be honest-- definitely us, at least two Stanfords, the Maryams haven't been around recently but I'm sure they're somewhere... I think I'm missing someone but I can't for the life of me think who!

But yes, it does get a little crowded sometimes; this place is... well, you're out frogways, right? It's something like a static dreambubble accessible from multiple universes, with its own little quirks and rules. Physical harm won't stick and indeed is difficult to inflict if the victim doesn't want to be or thinks they can't be hurt, items can be summoned without actually creating matter, its quite difficult to get to other universes by using this as a stepping-stone, not everyone remembers what happens here when they go home, so on and so forth.

...ooh, that was a bit of a digression, wasn't it? Sorry! In any case, yes, communal dreambubble that exists whether any specific individual is around or not. Gets a bit crowded sometimes, especially with giant space (Space? ;D) robots popping in and out, but it's perfectly safe.

 

-POUNCE! Thetail is cased. it makes a nice cuddly place to land in when pouncing.-

 

Ford looks...more than vaguely horrified. "You too? Four of me have been seen here. At least two of us are universe-breaking Mages of Space." He sighs. "One's a talking pillow, and I'm not sure about the other guy; he freaked completely out when he saw me. Apparently I look like a fifth one, who's actually monstrous."

 

Ehhhh, in one way or another. Technically Singularity-me shares responsibility for the event that solidified the boundaries between universes in our neck of the woods, but that was technically a shattering as well as a mending (no, not that Mending!), and resulted in all thirteen of us losing our Singularity status! Solus and Nexus are just as much to blame, but, well, can't much blame them for getting fed up, we all were. Primusdamn Sigma cluster doesn't know how to keep itself contained... [grumblegrumble. Grandpa. Grandpa shush. The kids are already off your lawn.]

 

-pats him.- Shuhs, it´s alright they´ve been behaving themselves. Which is more than can be said for some of our children.

 

[He once again appears in the rave, looking disheveled. In loose, fairly understated civilian clothing too, and a domino mask. When he reaches to ruffle a hair through his dark, slightly too long hair, his tanktop shifts just enough to give a peak of a bandage around his ribs. There is a very, very angrily purple bruise on cheekbone. There's a lot more assorted bruises all over his arms and while it is almost impossible to tell for most people he does ever so slightly favor one of his legs. His feet are bare.]
Huh. Haven't been here in a while.
[He doesn't seem to have the strength to do something about this, just flops down and summons a truly outrageous amount of kind of shitty takeout kimchi and rice to idly stuff into his face.]

 

*Haku appears very suddenly, like texture pop-in. His clothes and hair are once again immaculate, and his nails are painted white. He blinks perplexedly around at the rave for about half a second before he realizes he's not alone, and turns to face Dick with a courteous nod*

Time is odd here, so I'll say good morning anyway.

 

Morning! Want some? Got enough to share.
[He speaks with his mouth full because manners are for people who don't have bullet wounds and a thigh stab healing right now. He gestures at his food in a manner that seems just a bit too pointedly casual to not be masking some kind of pain. At least the kimchi is spicy enough to distract him a little from the agony of badly considered rescuing missions.]