shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

Good for them.

 

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"I know you want my claws, Porrim!" Jame says.

 

So, you've decided to demonstrate why I was glad most of you were being quiet?

 

Learning impulse control is geeeeenerally considered a good thing broski.

 

Then why do+n't yo+u get them o+ut and make me shut up?

 

*destroys the concept of impulse control*

*sets the rave on fire*

 

"There's just a point when there are too many Cronuses and the herd needs culled," Jame says.

"So far one seems excessive, never mind this many …"

 

Don't let @Genie hear that...

 

I'm sure their puppeteer would not mind if a few of them happened to...>_>...disappear...<_<...no? :o)

 

And I'm sure that anyone who makes a deal with you is an idiot.

 

Yes, and of especial consideration is that the contract is completely optional to my usage.

 

I still don't want you using Jame to make babies, dude.

 

-is vibrating with rage at the sheer amount of cronuses. one cannot stitch a private message to lyra with these THINGS around-

 

Feeding Genie-- that is, killing people with them-- does not need their sort of contract either, unless they lied earlier.

 

... yeah. I don't like that much either.

 

While there are many reasons justifying the contract's existence, chiefly among them is to serve the purpose of granting individuals who wish to proceed down the path of revenge, sometimes against other individuals, sometimes against society. Less often, some agree to the contract so that they me obtain the power to become a martyr for their friends or loved ones.

Regardless of an individual's reasoning, with the exception of certain fools and vagrants who know not what they are agreeing to, those who are of competence agree to the arrangement knowing fully well the eventual fate for anyone proceeding down one of these paths.

 

This being is a pathetic waste of skin, and those who would mourn his passing are few and far between.

There is very little danger in proceeding down the path to ending his life, no more danger than one would find in the predation of a hare or doe.

There would be no sense in wasting one's life over him, and so the contract is unnecessary to his slaughter.

 

Jame steps up to Porrim and whispers in her ear. "Not in front of everyone, but I hope there's a room we can find later … meanwhile, kiss me."

She slides her arms around Porrim's waist and pulls her closer. Claws slightly out.

 

Jame has already voiced a will to destroy them. Genie is no more dangerous a method than any other gun.