shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

-She is... staring.-

[] Yes,
[] No??
[] Uhm,,,

-Is the kid fucking with her? Is she being fucked with?-

 

[] Wow!!!!
[] I was having a perfekly kivil konversation!!!!
[] What krawled up your khute and died. cid??!!

 

Society. Civilization. A Pan-Ache. The Fact That Getting Some Peace And Fucking Quiet Seems To be Pretty Much Impossible.
Fuck When I Long For The Days I Was Hive-Squatting You Know Something Is Really Wrong.

 

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... Yes. Yes It Is. It Still Sucks Eggs.

 

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Right~.
Um, am I making you nervous by virtue of my caste~?
Would it help if I stopped talking to you~?

 

"That was me," says Ford. "I was really irritated with you, because I thought you'd figured me out, and were implying that my ethical concerns and fear of overstressing my marriage were stupidly getting in the way of my fun, as if trying to seduce a recent immigrant to a society in which I have substantial power, who is also in my employ, is a trivial matter, and discovering that Valiska is in fact capable of desiring other people wasn't a shock, and as if inviting over 30 people to live in my house with my gentle introvert wife and becoming parents were no stress at all on the foundational relationship of my life."

Ford's tone is a little sarcastic, but he's smiling.

"As it turns out, we seem to be even stronger as three than we were as two and one very good friend, but I had to think it through."

 

Awww, but you didn't know me then!

 

[] No!!
[] It's fine, I'm fine,
[] Thanks???

-She opens her mouth to start shouting, glances at Mituna, and lapses into silence.-

 

"Do you need some willowbark tea, dear? Or is this a job for valerian?"

Valiska sighs. "They called me Valerian during the revolution..."

 

Poison~. Hardcore~.

 

"It's a poison?" Valiska raises an eyebrow. "Well I guess she can't have any then. For us it's a stimulant and a painkiller."

 

Anything is a poison if you try hard enough, ma'am~.

 

-Mituna shoots a glance at Chroma after getting glanced at by Jules. It's like fuckin Oprah all up ins, you get a glance and you get a glance...-

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Especially soporifics and painkillers, though~.
They're depressants, which means if you up the dose they slow your systems enough you crash~.
A very peaceful death, but still a poisoning one~.

 

Gasp. Thats Right. A Grievous Oversight.
*she gets down on a knee, taking Clover's hand and solemnly asks-
Blizz, Will You Run Away With Me To Occupy The Nearest Abandoned Hive?

 

-She melodramatically gasps.-
Oh, Chroma, you've made me the happiest rude teenaged runaway in the world.

 

Thats A Pretty Lewd Nickname. And Id Rather Not Uh. Take Anything. I Just Need A Bit Of Darkness. And Maybe A Hug. Maybe.

 

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