shitposting rave 2, electric boogaloo

no, nope, you know what??? i'm retired. i'm just peacefully sitting on my porch, rocking in my rocking chair, watching you kidlets take your crowbars and machetes to the poor fourth wall.

HMPH.

 

[somehow the fourth wall gives a sense of waggling eyebrows suggestively]

nothing wrong with a little penetration there

 

That would be the preferred situation on my end, but you might find she'd disagree with you. Anyway, we were exploring a new dimension and she fell and before I could get to her, she landed on uneven ground and broke her ankle. Usually Lise won't fall because she's practically arboreal, but there weren't any trees around.

 

Gotta watch where ya step, don't know what's around the next corner or right in front of you.

 

"And sometimes the thing around the next edge is the edge of your sled, in full speed.", you wince, and show your left index finger, which is bent in the middle from a break not properly healed.

 

That is so very true. And yet we all sometimes feel like we just have to move, and sometimes at times like those we put a foot wrong.

 

Perhaps we should have Sev take a look at that.

 

Sheesh, you shouldn't just jump into a new dimension without knowing what to expect.

...unless you're looking for a fun tiiiime!

 

Ford used to have this problem where sometimes he just took trips he didn't even want to take and all I could do was grab him and hold on for dear life if I didn't want to be alone until he pathworked home.

It was not always a fun time.

 

That's why you need dimensional scissors!

 

Be careful next time doll. I could ask a doctor for medical supplies if you need help with it. However, it only works on flesh though. Will it work?

And sometimes that foot can put you-you-you-you into a bad position.

 

...that sounds dangerous. Don't you get a lot of demon incursions and the like?

 

That is in fact what happened. But are you okay? You just repeated yourself a bunch of times.

 

What? Pshaw. What? You realize the tears seal up super fast, right?

Besides, I'm 14. I can handle a demon.

 

I'm over 100 years old, it happens time to time. I just need to run diagnostics.
Diagnostics Complete
There. Better. Just to let you know ahead of time, if I do that, don't think of it as weird. I may also copy someone's voice for a moment. Don't blame me. I'm a Gen 2 synth, there will be problems.

 

I could take a look at you. I have a robot companion that always tried to kill me since I was 15. He can copy anybody's physical appearance as long as they look humanoid. I fixed him once before, then I can fix you now.

 

Naw pal, I'm good. I find myself special that way. Whenever synths act-up, people really dislike them, but people have learned to love me because of my behavior and glitches. So, no. Don't fix me. It would be nice if you could repair me if Stanford isn't around.

 

My 13 year old son talks like you but he eventually ran up against a demon that even I couldn't take out without help, so...there are demons and then there are demons, Star.

 

Cocky, isn't she. Remind you of anyone?
... Shut up, Loiosh.
Yeah. I don't think you could handle the demons from my world, much less the thing Ford and Valiska described.

I've got a friend who'd be curious about your scissors. He's got a room where the windows can lead to any place he desires, even on other planes of existence.

 

There are demons and there are demons, but I've got a magic wand and fists like hammers!