shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

Ugh!!! What an edgy tryhard!!!

 

-she squeals in rage and tries to run towards Unicron- GO AWAY! GO AWAY!

 

Oh, that's charming. Also, possibly untrue.

 

No, little sister, but I also expect you to understand that we will not discuss tactics in front of the Enemy Of All. Our commander has access to your ship; if you are capable of aid, I will be honored to have you at our side.

Yes, yes, we've been over this already, just get it over with. Or go back to the hole you crawled out of.

 

-Sawbones hisses at Unicron-

 

DANCE OF MARA!
[ ara begins to attempt to charm everyone in the immediate vicinity, robots, deities, and robot deities alike.]

HOLY??? Why you--SHIBABOO!
[Mara casts binding mental magic on Burlesque. It manifests as several large green metaphysical tentacles.]

 

-ignores this completely-

 

[Mala coils tighter around him, engine rumbling. They're not feeling limbs right now, but hugs are good.]

 

[Burlesque looks very unimpressed by all of these shenanigans.]

My rates are hourly, if you're going to be doing this. How many planets do you own?

 

i dont get to be an abomination? im totally an abomination

what about concepts without a capital letter

[BLOCK]
[Press Turn +2]

 

[he crouches a little, ready to attack]

I missed the taste of spider.

[He flares his wings and backs up another step.]

QUIET MORTAL.

Your opinions are of no consequence to me child.

-he swats at Sawbones.-

-ignores this as well-

 

Oh, try it--

[She snarls and dives to put herself between them, transforming to dragon as she moves. Sorry Ave and Ref, better find a new hiding spot.]

 

-grumbly tail lashing.- We could be.

-zooms out of dodge-

 

No.

-Primus crouches and scoops Hippolyta up into his arms, straightening up and giving Unicron a small, almost sad smile-
Don't you want to say hi to your youngest niece?

 

Well you can go on missing it!!! Your jetfuel doesn't work in here!!! You can't touch me!!!
-makes a rude face-

 

[Whelp time to wrestle with a dragon.]

 

[Mara is now robot-god sized]

Wait, you are the automatons' Lucifer?

One planet, in several different dimensions and universes.

 

I would say "make me", but I'm a little tied up at the moment and you seem to be busy anyways. My rates remain hourly.

 

-stares-
What... Is that what an organic spike looks like??? Ew!!!

 

I. UNICRON
II. IF YOU WANT A FIGHT, FIGHT ME