shitposting rave 2, electric boogaloo

*dramatic gasp*
But my movie is SO beautiful!

 

Uh, dude. It literally came out. On Earth.

I'm currently on, uh, Pennarion, so...

 

... wait my producer DIDNT do interdimensional releases? Aw fuck, now i have to shoot him and find a new fucking producer

 

Solution: Interdimensional and interplanetary movie night.

I wonder what Alternia's version of your movie is like.

 

I think you'll need to do more than shoot your current producer and find a new one to release stuff interdimensionally. Like, Ford making his Portal was a big deal. People can't cross from one dimension to another most of the time, at least not before Weirdmaggedon. And now Weirdmageddon happened, well... shit's random as fuck. You can end up in another dimension without intending to or end up staying in yours despite trying to leave it. Nobody's worked out a system yet.

But that is a good solution. Too bad I lost all my movies with my first lamp. Which is probably somewhere in Gravity Falls, rolling about on the ground or something.

 

BECAUSE I DESTROYED IT! WITH THE WEAPONS I GOT FROM @Merc With A Mouth!

 

Burt. Burt. My dick is perfectly fine. *quickly flashes burt* You didn't do anything to it. You're just saying you did in order to make yourself sound like a bigger deal than you are.

 

NO! I TOTALLY DID! YOU DON'T HAVE ONE ANYMORE!

 

Okay... if you wanna ignore reality, go ahead. See if I care.

(And lastly, a hint: maybe if you'd boasted about doing something else to my dick, I wouldn't have contradicted you. Even if you were lying.)

 

you don't even want to know what's going on in my multiverse.
Marvel: Where you meet yourself-from-Universe-Bullshit every Tuesday just for brunch.
Don't worry, you get used to it.

 

Well, that's never happened to any of us Tangoers, I don't think. Well, the Gracens met a different Ford than ours, the Undertalians have some kinda reset thing going in their dimension, and a Julissa from another timeline has started camping out in this one, but... I don't think any of them actually met themselves. Well, okay, Pap talked to another Pap over the Internet but... that doesn't sound like what you're talking about.

 

It's comics. Reality is pretty unstable in comic multiverses. Deadpool Inc is made up entirely of Mes. There was that one time when a shitton of Spideys were running from some weirdos who chased them across Universes. Weird shit, man.
But it's pretty fun.

 

A shitton of Spideys? Did any of them like you?

 

I WASN'T AROUND WHEN IT HAPPENED!
Contrary to popular opinion I'm not actually an obsessed psycho stalker, I'm just a regular old psycho.
Yeah, he hears voices!
... Dude we are the voices he hears.

 

You weren't in the room where it happened,
You weren't in the room where it happened,
You weren't in the room where it happened,

And relax, I wasn't assuming you were a stalker. Just that you might've happened to be involved somehow... Like, literally, by accident.

 

Uhhhh, no what I meant was I wasn't in the comic, where it happened. Big ole spidey crossover, no deadpools invited. Invitation probably said "Spider theme mandatory" in big letters
:(

 

Okay. I should've changed a few words in my Hamilton parody, then.

 

I'm not just the Thief of Breath. I'm the Thief of @the author speaks' Spot On The Scoreboard too! Hahaaa, yeeeessss!

 

One of my brothers tried to frame me for his murder by using the body of his Shadow.

We're not exactly a nice family.

 

*confused* His Shadow has a body?