shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

I dunno but... it's not something I wanna risk. I mean, I don't think I'll die but... *sighs*

 

How could you be dead serious if you're not dead?

 

just hold still, i vwork fast.

 

i think my personal death toll lets me be dead serious if i vwanna be dead serious!

 

... uh, if you insist...

*bites his lip*

 

Good response. Well, then, you have nothing to worry about when I'm around unless you either get on me bad side or ask to shag.

 

can i shag your bad side?

 

*Stares with a disapproving face* No.

 

okay

*bounces up into the sky and vanishes*

 

What just happened?

 

*Her grin widens. Norm is swiftly turned to something much more akin to sushi than before.*

 

*a piece regrows into the Alpha Norm*

Ow! Why the fuck did I let you do that?

 

Angela flies across the room to grab Fareeha and hug her. "Got you, dork," she says softly in Fareeha's ear.

 

(SOOOOO COOOOOOOL.)

 

that vwas disappointing.

 

Wow. So, literally are undying.

 

*the other pieces regrow into more norms*

*this particular one looks around, confused*

... so... the clone theory was right?

... okay...

 

Told you all so!

 

vwait, vwait, hold up! FINALLY, something interesting!

 

-blushing intesifies as she wraps her arms around angela-

We are lucky I have excellent trigger discipline.