shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

Spoiler: She flares her tail feathers

Don't make me get mean, Eclipse.

Excuse me, you can't blame me the way your society is awful. Flames, is everyone as prissy as Cybertronians? Look I don't care if they want to play or fight or whatever, but if they leave clutter around for the rest of us to deal with, I will tell them off.
And sorry that I'm setting off your issues. Have you tried interpretive dance to deal with that?

 

Spoiler: He stares, neither backing down nor escalating.

You wanna play mean, play with somebody who can take it. Not the alien sparklings.

If it bothers you, you clean it up. Or get the one who actually made the mess to, which this little zappy one and his lady friend didn't.

WOW.

 

Thanks, I know I'm gorgeous, no need to break your train of thought, darling.

 

no its ok i was... i was having fun?? i didnt think @The Clown was attackin me like it was just some cleanin stuff... i was hoofbeast-playin and

[He flops off of the clown and fumbles to grab a few peels.]

its ok its ok rly its ok!! see?? no need 2 trouble urself ovr me acheta!! im fine :) :) :)

 

[He will not get petty about this. He will not stoop to her level. He will not, Whisperwind will be so disappointed in him.

...Time to disappoint Whisperwind. Sorry, Wispy.]

Nah, actually, teal really isn't your color, have you considered a nice bright magenta? It's tough to make a ratty-aft animal frame look good, I know, but I might know a guy who'd be willing to at least try for such an exotic client.

 

-Acheta puts a hand on his.-

She's not going to hurt you~.
Please don't pick up someone else's mess~.

 

[Her smile is sweet as she takes a few steps back, letting her tailfeathers collapse back into a trail.]
Oh. No. You. Didn't.
[She jumps and transforms to descend upon Eclipse with claws and beak]

Spoiler: illustrative material

 

-Acheta flinches and hugs in Demmel. She's teal, she can take it better.-

 

-snarls and makes as if to pounce of @Eclipse of Apophenia is first-

 

mew?

 

Ya stay here lil squishy cat, ye´ll get stepped on.

 

Prrrow!~

-prances over and rubs against, tail up and doing a curly-q. Purring and trilling.-

 

-pets with a single clawfinger-

 

[The banana peels slips out of his hand and he gives Acheta a worried look.]

uhm... ok, but... dont get hurt bc of me?? i can b ok, i kno how 2 be around ppl like this!!

oh!!

[He's been hugged in place while still hunched over. He hugs Acheta back and trying both to catch a glimpse of the robot fight (because awesome) and awkwardly shuffle himself and Acheta a safe distance away.]

kitty!! come here, kitty!! lemme give u scritches, uhm, over this way!!

 

[He launches up towards her, transforming to jet mode the better to maneuver midair.]

Spoiler: Fighty bird noises

 

-Facerub facerub purr purr purr-

Prrow?!

-Gives the big thing one last face rub before prancing over and rubbing. He is drooling-

 

-She picks him up and runs a fair distance away.-

 

[After that truly epic presentation of aerial combat and some more struggling, Eyefeather ends up sitting on Eclipse, grinning smugly.]
Soooo, what was that about my paintjob, darling?

 

[He shifts back to his root mode, armor clamped down as tight as it will go around him, wings flat against the ground. He offlines his optics and tilts his head back. If his fans are whining from the strain-- nothing he can do about it now. When he finally finds words, his voice is overlaid with heavy static.]

...nothing, Ma'am.