shitposting rave 5: discount rejects from every genre

"Time just goes forward in most universes," says Ford, ignoring the cheating comment. "I did have one child when I was rather young. You and Delilah might be closer in age than I thought." He shrugs. "After you've travelled as much as I have, you tend to think of rules regarding age gaps between adults as rather trivial, because they differ so wildly from place to place. I've slept with people younger than Delilah, but I didn't meet them when they were babies, so I don't think of them as children."

 

What... I mean... What. *Stares for a moment before shaking his head* I love you a lot, even if I don't understand a lot of shit you do or say.

 

"It's not what you'd have to do, it's what you'd have to be," Valiska says quietly. "Prince makes more sense to me."

 

"Just pretend you don't hear any stuff about pages or html." Lissa smiles. "It's what I do. That shit is whack, but everyone here's certifiably nuts."

 

So you... look younger the more sex you have. I guess I'll have to take your word for it, explains a thing or two about Jordi at least.

Huh. Can't say I really get it, but that's with younger kids more often. They're just... so goddamn young, you know? Damien was ten years older than me, but it didn't seem like much at the time. But guys like Bedbug or Defalt-- I dunno, maybe it's an experience thing. Can't see myself getting involved outside the business anyways. Too much potential for shit to go wrong.

 

I thought you would've been all over that. Isn't that something you hackers are into? Coding?

Ugh. I guess I'll take prince. Would've liked the godlike thing, but whatever, I get it. NPC-specific class, right?

It's the goddamn underpinnings of this space, come on. Does nobody else notice that? Seriously?

 

I mean, I guess?

I... no. I don't know what you're talking about, I legit have no clue. *Nuzzles at his chest a little* Which is perfectly fine.

 

"If you know what you're doing," Ford says. "It doesn't just happen automatically. But sex is good for you, unless you are asexual by nature of course."

Ford shrugs. "I wouldn't be interested in anyone who acted or sounded like Delilah or Jezebel, or Tate or Mason or Alex. But that's not just age, there's more to it than that. Lissa was significantly younger than I was when I met her, young enough that it bothered my brother, but she was also from another planet in another dimension, so it's not like I expected her to remember Watergate."

 

"I refuse to believe there's an entire dimensional space that's coded in hypertext markup language," Valiska says, drinking her tea. "If you were going to code dimensions, there are better languages to do it in, for fuck's sake."

 

Some do, some don't, depends who's in what mood at any given moment.

 

my name sense is tingling
whatre we talking about

 

Classpects and fourth walls, mostly!

 

Ugh. I can't believe you can't see this. I can, because you're not me, but still.

[He pets Marcus. His cat.]

All I know is you hit the button and start shoving shit in brackets. Not the pointy ones, the square ones. Maybe the pointy ones too? I don't fucking get computers, don't ask me to get serious about it.

That's goddamn annoying.

Time and space and some shit about clones? Or not clones? Fuck if I know, apparently I'm a "Prince of Time" according to these guys, so I'm rolling with it.

 

Anyone want mine?

 

Oh, I wouldn't call it a dimension... Certainly some kind of liminal space! More of a thread than anything else, though.

Unfortunately it would rather get in the way of my job, afraid I'll have to pass.

 

"You wouldn't have to be a Prince of Time." Ford takes a drink. "Princes often appear to be aspects they're not when you first meet them, because they tend to destroy their own aspect. You could be a Prince of Space. Or Void-- you're good at fucking with secrets."

 

There goes that idea. -summons a drink.-

 

Why, what is it?

Void-- nah, not a fan. Sounds a bit edgy. I'll take space, but I thought you said that I couldn't be space because time shit doesn't make sense? I'm fucking lost here, I won't lie.

 

[groaning]

What- Where am I-
Shiro...? Pidge?
... Allura?
[He sits up squinting and blinking. His initial confusion is quickly replaced by wariness.]

 

Thief of Doom. Bad endings for everyone! -sarcastically toasts him with his engex-