shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

Okay! -leans into the nuzzles- ...I just want to help :c

 

-Hugs mala lots.-
I'll find a way to rescue you sibling and rescue your charges too and then we will go somewhere where it's nice and calm and we can cuddle a whole lot and nothign is baad anymore!!!!! :c

 

It would, of course, help if you yourself know where you are.
Apart from that, light spectrum analysis of the star you're orbiting and keeping the telescopes running might work, 'specially if you could triangulate a rough area...

(Apostasia begins scribbling equations into the air)

 

...you're sweet, little bit. [Cuddles Ave closer, a few more limbs joining the hug.]

Got coordinates relative to Cybertron still. Dunno if they're what you lot use now if you lost so much in the war, but...

[He beams a set of coordinates to Apostasia, glyphs in Old Cybertronian. That's still a neutral language, right?]

 

So that means you don't have to be sad or lonely or angry because I'm going to make everything better!
-a small pulse of light, but... nope it's gone again-

 

[leans into Norm, kisses... and swoons against him]
I'M IN THE SNOW FIELD NOW!
IT'S ALMOST TIME...

 

...I am so glad I took that class when I got the chance.

(Apostasia adds whatever data she can apparently discern from the glyphs to her equations.)
Oh dear. Shortest path is through GC territory. Four jumps for an experienced pilot in a quick ship, adjust for ship size to hold material for repairs...

 

*sighs* Make sure the human resets, okay?

 

*cups hands around mouth* JUST SHOOTSTAB IT.

 

you're welcome to try, but i don't have so many holes in me that you can just shoot the humans

sorry hun <3

 

then i just gotta MAKE MORE.

SLICK, vwheres the fire bottle.

 

you threwv the fire bottle into the windowv of that deli that vwouldnt feed you because youre not vwearing shoes, remember.

 

vwheres the BACKUP fire bottle, @Slick??

 

[He laughs a little, something that might have been his original face surfacing to smile fondly at them.]

[Amused:] Don't wreck yourself on my account, duckie. One more rusted-out planet's not going to destroy the universe.

 

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DONE, AND DONE!!!
I'M NOW BACK AT HOME!!
HANGING OUT LIKE A COOL FRIEND.

 

*grins*

So, Netflix and chill?

 

I WOULD WAGGLE MY EYEBROWS BUT I DON'T HAVE ANY!!!

YOU'LL HAVE TO DO IT FOR ME.
[WINK]
(AND THAT MEANS YES!!!)
(WHAT DO YOU WANT TO WATCH?)
(OR NOT-WATCH, WITH IT AS A FLASHY SOUNDTRACK, TO... OTHER ACTIVITIES.)

 

EY, DOES THAT MEAN YOU HAVWE A BONE DICK.

 

*smirks* *leans in to kiss Pap*

(You. I wanna watch you.)

 

(THEY HAVE ME ON NETFLIX???)
(OH NO! I HAVEN'T EVEN BEEN PAID ROYALTIES.)

[Kisses are the best way to interrupt Papyrus rambles.]