shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

(oh YEAH. its...REALLY sexy dowvn here. you havwe no...idea.)

*Her voice is increasingly strained. Despite her resilience, she isn't invincible.*

(IM FINE.)

 

Murder? She asked me to do this, that's not murder! We're doing science, she volunteered to be a test subject!

See?

Have fun with that, then. [They are momentarily distracted by taking notes. Documentation is important!]

 

You know, I have a whole lecture taped on medical ethics and consent. I made the whole ship watch it. I'm fairly sure it's your turn now.

 

...no. stop that.

[mala has activated The Pout, a most difficult technique that juice has spent years upon years mastering]

 

(dont...kinkshame me!)

 

um...i'm not kinkshaming you...look at as much snuff as you want...provided it stays fictional...real snuff is not an okay thing

 

(vwhats the...DIFFERENCE.)

 

...no real people die...when it happens in fiction...people do die...when it happens in real life

 

*There's silence. She does not process.*

*Or maybe she's just giving out under the pressure.*

 

But she doesn't die when a giant robot steps on her in here. She gets hurt, yeah, but it's consensual and non-lethal.

(And funny.)

 

so vwere just going to sit here and vwatch her die, huh.

 

She won't die in here unless she stops wanting to live. That's how it works in here.

 

but does she knowv that.

 

I dunno. Maybe. Does she need to know it for it to work?

 

do you instinctivwely expect to get hit vwith a rock vwhen its tossed at you.

 

Well, yeah, but I don't want it to happen.

 

(ILL GLADLY DIE IF IT MEANS I DONT HAVWE TO LISTEN TO YOU DVWEE8S ALL NIGHT.)

 

Looks like you're fucked then!

 

[pouting intensifies. juice is visibly very upset with norm

especially since they are still not over the whole "corporations vs businesses" thing either]

 

*norm pouts back*