shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

vwe could also not use a public space as our privwate kiddy snogging arena.

 

I say that you save me lest my variant of Jame get very upset with you. I am her trusted confidant and family besides.

 

[the clown is already farting uncontrollably all over the coat.]

 

-this. thing. its soul is so...black. so foul. it fills even greshan with a spark of fear. is this what it means to Fall? this hellish demon before him?-

 

Haha, no.

-She flips through her book and starts to chant, and a cool breeze starts to swirl around Greshan, tingly with magic.-

 

I AM NOT LEAVING THIS WORLD, CHILD.

-clings very stubbornly to existence. as he has in the past. he is not leaving.-

 

Due to expected time shenanigans, Jame shows up in the background, watching, and gives a thumbs up to Clover.

 

[juice makes the mistake of breaking the kiss off for a second to quietly yell]
...i'm 19 in earth years you big dumb edgy gramp-
[before orlandeau is suddenly on the offensive, exploiting juice's inattentiveness]

 

Hrm. I mean, I could probably escalate, but...

...I dunno, is it ethical for me to leave you with the clown instead?

-She looks at Jame.-

 

thats vwhat, eight and a half.

still a kid by my standards.

 

[The clown is now honking as quickly as it farts. It accidentally lights itself on fire again, dropping a couple of chocolate-banana cream pies in greshan's new prison before repeatedly rolling on the coat to put the flames out, smearing the contents of the pie everywhere.]

 

-the coat is silent. but his ghost. it glares hatefully at jame. this other jame. horrible, stupid. lacking in the spark that his does. this weakling going on and flaunting her stuff like she means ANYTHING-

 

[Yet the honking and farting continues]

 

-screeches in pain at the fire-

GET ME OUT, GET ME OUT NOW.

 

...yeeeeah, I'm just going to leave you in the shame cube, where you clearly belong.

-She slaps a 'Do not feed the coat' sign on the bars and walks off.-

 

Jame gives two thumbs up to Clover and vanishes.

 

-;-;-

 

*Vague grimace in the direction of @The Clown.*

 

[Orlandeau has seized the opportunity and has now taken the tongue war to Juice's mouth, and he brings to the table new tactics!

These new tactics include, but are not limited to, propping Juice against the wall, pinning both of their arms to said wall with one hand, using the other hand for ass grabs, and filling their mouth with water to force them to gasp for air.]

 

[Predictably, the smell of burning omega weed wafts from the cell.]