shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

didnt vwe all.

 

...i guess my worries about you...weren't unfounded after all

 

Hardly. You should have seen some of those lords. Old creeking things.

 

"You keep tellong yourself that, puppy."

 

Ford is not really in the prime of his life, but he's still alive, and really seems to hate shit like this.

...The fuck did you get that from?

 

As do most of the walking corpses. At least they have the good sense to rid us of their visages when we set them on the pyre.

 

you said an old fart was going to quote-unquote 'have a field day with me'.

last time i heard that, i lost my virginity.

 

"Shame that."

 

[juice presses against orlandeau for further comfort]
...why do you keep calling me by that pet name...why "puppy"..?

 

I was talking to the dusty old rag you are wearing.

 

how am i old??

i mean, metaphorically. nothing actually happened.

 

Because you are precious and sad just like a puppy.

 

[juice shrinks into orlandeau, deeply uncomfortable]
"precious"..?
"sad"..?

 

hes a cronus

how is it a surprise

 

See? This sort of behavior here is what I am referring to. Worry not. I'm merely a coat now.

 

merely a coat "now"..?

are you saying...that you'd be acting different towards me somehow...if you were still alive?

 

Oh no, no, no. That now was a filler word, puppy. Like well or sure.

 

Unless you are the coat, you aren't.

[Orlandeau hugs Juice tightly, gently stroking their back, bending down to their height so that their head rests under his chin. He glares at the coat.]

 

stop stereotyping us! id NEVWER fuck a coat.

in public.

that smelled like dude.

 

...still making me uncomfortable...