shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

...You little fragger where the slag have you been and what have you been doing

 

Ah, yes. I believe I expose myself to as much radiation as a human should be already, so I don't need more of that.

 

"I am known around here as Master Simon Schuyler, Agent of her majesty, recently departed. But you may call me Serafina."
H grins cryptically.

 

@Amalgamous Prime

Remember Alchemist?

 

I went off to find somewhere safer for my creations once Maximo and Prima's little spat got out of hand! Worked out well enough for us-- you don't see Licentus in the middle of a universe-spanning multi-million-year civil war!

...don't see Licentus doing much of anything, really, but it works!

 

Uh... Parent? :o

 

I'm sorry, I think I'll take the other robot's advice about your robot liquor.

 

Fuck it. I'm a robot. *downs the ominous yellow-green liquid* And I've been sober way too long.

You too, huh?

 

Well, then, I should be glad to refer to you as such, Serafina. Recently departed, hmm? Sounds like my area of expertise.

 

-wags finger- You absolute spike, you were supposed to stop that slag happening! Shared responsibility, remember???

...Er. Ignore your brother, sweetspark. And ignore everything I say to him, too.

 

Aaaaaah, Kemmy. Lovely mech, he was-- really knew how to throw a party, even if he did get too wrapped up in his books!

PARENT? @Primus, are you running around making more of us? What, going to start another pit match?

Pretty and smart! Look at you! Darling little fleshling you are, really fabulous, are you sure you're not one of our pets?

 

Is he still alive?

 

"I am indeed quite dead."
He continues dribbling dirty river water onto the whole rave, just in case you forgot he drowned.

He laughs.
"Indeed. I was in the process of faking my own death when I drowned. There is such a thing as succeeding so much you end up failing, as it turns out."

 

:c

 

I'm pretty sure, because I've never met any of your type until very recently. And the wings let me glide, let me show you ...

*she unfurls her wings, spreading them wide as long, phantom feathers of force extend from them in a glowing golden fan*

 

Interesting! And yet you move and talk, so it maybe was a success in its way. I myself could be diagnosed as dead. No heartbeat whatsoever.

 

*nods* Yeah. I think this is my fifth time.

 

No! I didn't want you lot to start fighting in the first place! Now look, you've made them sad- HEY. If it was that important why didn't you come and get me! You knew where I was!

 

-pounces down so she can noof Aves knee-

 

-He approaches carefully, then makes his own wings glow golden and display feather patterns to match.-