shitposting rave 2, electric boogaloo

So they're units of a whole but they aren't interchangable... I guess?
I'd like to meet 'em.

 

Thank you for defending me my friend. And putting up with my terrible skills as a host in the meantime. As I place my lures and hope my sweet darling will find her way back to me, I guess I should buy the more expensive cat food at the store, for once, as a thank you, if you will.

 

SURE! WE JUST HAVE TO LIKE FIND THE TIME I NEED TO EXPLAIN TO THEM THAT YOU'RE COOL! UM. I'M NOT SURE IF THEY CAN COMMUNICATE WITH YOU DIRECTLY? WE CAN FIGURE THAT OUT WHEN WE'RE THERE!

 

Whatever, you can be my interpreter.

 

Yeah, many creatures do that. Must be one hell of a bill on your mother's day presents

 

I would be most amenable to this, my old friend. In the meantime, I would not balk at a visit to the fish market, either.

 

HEY THEY LIKE THE FATTY TUNA THEY GET THE FATTY TUNA!

 

I'm quite sure I have an opening in my schedule soon where we can make that trip.

 

Dammit Clover I would like to have a baby someday and between Sev and Steven it may be possible. But I'm getting old, and Ford's even older, and I don't want my child to be subjected to continual screaming fits before they're five.

 

...
-Clover looks hurt for a brief moment.-
W-well fuck you too.

 

Yes! Clover! Destroy that hypothetical child's sense of security and calm! Destroy that child's life! DESTROY IT!

 

People aren't destroyed by hearing that fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you

 

But it would be fun... *sad puppy face*

 

Get The Fuck Out Here Right This Instance Or Ill Make Your Face Intimately Familiar With The Most Potent Acid I Have To Hand Right Now.

 

... That sounds AWESOME, actually!

The acid. Not getting it right in my face, though.

 

Well Guess What If You Dont Stop Scaring My Moirail Ill Rip Your Eyes Out With My Bare Claws And Pour Toxic Waste Into The Sockets, Are We Clear?

 

*gulps* Yes. We're clear.

*ollies out dramatically, leaving an explosion in his wake*

 

Actually, screaming rage fits scare the hell out of little kids.

Clover, we love you, do you think you could calm the fuck down and help us build this family up instead of tearing it apart?

 

I'm trying! Stop criticizing me!

 

Okay.

It's not so much that I want to criticise you, as it is that there are really times when I just want to sit and scream myself...but it never helps, and it would hurt the people I love.