shitposting rave 2, electric boogaloo

...to anyone that knows us, yes, but not all marriages are quite like ours...

*may still be laughing*

*maybe*

*not at valiska, but shit, the genie is really hilarious sometimes*

 

Okay... Good point there. But some moments are more sexual than others, yeah? Like, sure, we've got orgones frolicking through the air in your house, but that doesn't mean you and Ford always are at the same level of Wanna Bang Now all the time, right? Sometimes people just don't feel into it. Heck, even I have those moments and my horniness is virtually a running joke on here. *laughs*

 

And why do I only know this stuff when I'm correcting somebody else? *sighs* I am the hypocrite, it is me.

 

-'polite' pattering clap-

 

Your 'fave' is problematic:
Norm the Genie:

• can recognize other people's mistakes but not my own, even when other people are literally making my mistakes
• loves doing call-outs but hates being the victim of them
• is a hypocrite
• joined Bill Cipher for freedom and a party
• just can't let that one thing go!
• thinks Pap doesn't <3< him, even though Pap totally <3<s him
• just can't stop dreaming of the perfect <3 with Sev
• and... should probably shut up now

 

Well that at least shows a marked improvement.

 

Which probably isn't gonna stay 'cause this is not Weirdmageddon Tango canon yet, me getting my head out of my tail, and was, in this instance, the result of the player making a timely joke and calling up a version of me with much more self-knowledge for it. The Ghost of Christmas Future popping in to call out the Ghost of Chrisrmas Present, basically. The shitposting rave 2 allows that kind of thing, you know...

 

Oh believe me, I am well aware of the timeline fuckery.

 

I am still not a motherfucking ghost, though. It's a metaphor, people. Or an allusion. Or both. *sighs* I really hope this group's read A Christmas Carol.

 

Oh yeah, your powers. Right. Still, there's no guarantee when my canon head comes out of my canon ass, it'll happen in remotely the same way or that I'll behave the way I am now. There'll likely be much more angsting involved.

 

Djinn and Tonic, of course there'll be angst. You're a near even split between angst and sex drive.

Hopefully there'll be someone to shake some sense into you, or keep it from leaking over here too much. Maybe the tall one with killers' hands. -chinhands + sigh in Moira's direction-

 

*laughs* True, very true.

Maybe. Though I think she'd get sick of me too quickly to be my moirail, really. Even though that would be a great pun. Moira-rail. *laughs*

 

Hey, @THE GREAT PAPYRUS, look!

link (nsfw)

I mean, it doesn't entirely apply 'cause we're <3< but it did make me think of you.

 

A christmas carol? Nope, can't say that I know that.

 

I'm pretty sure that Moira is my moirail. As is Jame. We're just another perverse pale triad. (I refuse to say 'triangle'.)

 

Oh, right. You're from Pennarion and your husband's Jewish. I bet you don't even know what Christmas is.

Anyway, it's a holiday. You set up a tree in your house, and then Santa slides down your chimney and puts presents under it and in your stockings.

And a Christmas Carol is the story of how Ebenezer Scrooge learned not to be an asshole from three ghosts that visited him, one of which who was somehow from the future.

 

So, you can have those? *leans in* Cool.

 

If I ever decide to make myself responsible for the genie's emotional well being stop me. It's one of those things that ends with the house on fire, someone's head stuck between dimensions, and I can't look at black pudding ever again.

 

What? No? I won't do that to you. I can't be that much of a fuck-up, can I?

 

I was thinking more along the line of "we're mutually incompatible and it wouldn't end well for anyone involved, not even the bystanders."