shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

vwell, its MY name, and im not a dude. i mean, i think im not a dude.

*She stares at the ground. Wait a minute, the foggy ancient memories of her life feel oddly unladylike. Time to brush it off and pretend nothing happened.*

i dont think skyhorse vwhinnies can 8E dudely!

 

"If they identify that way, they can," says Dipper. "I'm not going to tell them they can't!" After a moment he shrugs. "...what is a skyhorse vwhinny, anyway?"

 

*Skyhorse whinny.*

 

that. it sounded like cronus, so thats my name.

 

The o+ne thing I'll ever envy yo+u all fo+r is that yo+ur lusus do+esn't so+und like rabid hell spawn when it screeches at yo+u.

 

Dude, we have! 's just that with the mother grub mixing every halfsweep's batch of genetic material given to her into one incestuous slurry, we're all also a tad related. Mixes from strong partnerships mix better, I think...? And then there's the whole ancestor-descendant deal.

 

Yeah, you're all related, but you're all still distinct people before things happen to you. Your blood's a similar colour to Porrim's, for example, but you're still not Porrim and couldn't have become Porrim. And Sunshine and Chroma have the same colour, but they aren't the same person, you know... And not all of that's 'cause of nurture.

You've all got unique genetic codes, unique programming, and none of you can simply be replaced by another troll with the same blood.

And that means, that if the teal grub gets killed, nobody will grow to be whoever it would've grown up to be.

 

That You Even Thought That Specific Thing To Deny It Being A Thing Is Enough To Insult Me.

 

That Being Said We Totally Understand Genetics And Gene Manipulation
-she points at biotech-
Its Just That Most Seadwellers Are ~*Above Dealing With This Scientific Mumbo Jumbo That Is Totally A Teals-And-Blues-Thing*~ So They Wont Do More Than Skim The Bare Minimum Of Their Mediculler And Bioterrorology Modules. And Then You Get Dumbfuck Proclammations Like The One Above.

 

But it's true! You and Sunshine aren't the same person, and that can't solely be attributed to either nature or nurture! And you guys have the same blood colour!

And that doesn't mean you suck, I didn't mean it like that!

You're just not Sunshine, the same way another teal grub wouldn't be our teal grub, and a different violet grub wouldn't grow up to be Cronus.

*laughs* So, though it's not exactly what Ford said, it's still kinda like that - caste discrimination getting in the way of scientific literacy.

 

Dont Use His Name And Mine In The Same Sentence. Fuckhead.

Basically? Apparently You Dont Have To Understand Science If Your Only Job Is Being Well Groomed, Flouncing Around In Ridiculously Fancy Clothes And Killing People For Sport.

 

You do know there are times when using both of your names in the same sentence is necessary, though, right?

 

*deadpan*
No There Absolutely Isnt. You Will Have To Humor My Adolescent Demands. I Absolutely Require You To Dance Around That With Awkward Semantics And Word Shuffling.

 

@Norm the Genie Certain folkloric beliefs posit that Ancestor and Descendant are, in fact, the same person. Of course Porrim and I aren't identical - our blood hue is off, and we have different symbols, horns, hatchnames, and lusii. Same with Chroma and Sunshine - nothing except the hue matches up.

On the other hand, I have met my ancestor in this dreamscape and I'm not really happy with the thought of her and me being the same person.

 

Nope, sorry, I'm not humouring any demands.

 

What The Fuck Did I Just Say.

Oops Sorry I Will Have To Kill You Then.
*more deadpanning. The most deadpan.*

 

Well, yeah, but that doesn't mean some other teal grub is the same as ours, or that Dualscar could've been literally any violet grub.

I can't die.

 

@eyefishSoup
We are, and yet we aren't
Thruth is: we started as the same
Blood hue, symbol, horns, and name
So much is obvious, apparent

But times have changed, and as a whole
Where you protect, I gaze and see
To you they gather, from me they flee
And we quite differ in our role

I am a Seer, and my gaze reach's far
At our core, the same aspect
But what you do with it is protect
And I cannot see that which you are.

 

Did Fucking Sunshine Kill Your Sense Of Humor? Was That The Only Mortal Part Of You? Does Slurry Make You Allergic To Jokes?
I Mean I Know You Can Develope Allergies By Overexposure.

 

*laughs sheepishly* ... I still can't die, though.