shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

... I'll still wait until I find a way to get a more mature body with the right-- [Fuck] Uh. Stuff. Nevermind.

 

No. Go back to your room.

 

...Maybe they misunderstood.

 

NEVER!!!

 

Yeah okay fair you get your fun bits sorted out to your preference first! Good luck with that bro if you're ever out towards-- ah frag what spatial organization system does your species use uh-- anyways if you're ever in our side of the intergalactic neighborhood I know a few guys who'll do array mods or full reinstalls for cheap I can hook you up if you want.

Maybe! But that doesn't mean I really wanna get in the middle of their whole... death destruction explodey doom cult thing. Or call the big guy's attention to me at all. I enjoy my life with exactly 0 questionably-divine intervention thanks.

 

Never trust a big bot.

-scary librarian glare engaged-

 

*glares back*

 

Anyway, the thing is...

...I don't know why you'd kill people just to make death happen. People die and things are destroyed all the time. And, like, that's vital. Not the dying so much, not on a, a reasonable timescale, but.

 

Look I'm not here for existentialism all I'm saying is some guys who claimed to be dedicated to your maybe-eventual-bossman were seriously fragged up in their own special way just like a trillion other extremist groups around the galaxy.

 

Things can't be created without things being destroyed. That's what I'm trying to say. There's a limited amount of stuff. Like, every molecule in your body has been around since time was time, yanno? But they weren't you. And they'll fall off or break off or rub off or you'll die, and then they won't be you anymore, they'll be something else. I, I dunno if I'm saying this right. I didn't get schooling on this.

But going out and fucking people over, that's not anything but, uh, hurting people. That's sadism, not physics.

 

Yyyyyyyes? I'm not arguing here sweetspark science and morality just really aren't my things--

frag that came out wrong. Uh. Discussing morality isn't my thing I do that enough with Whi-- um. I mean. Partying and flirting is way more my speed who needs boring slag like debate?

 

You know what, you deserve a drink.
(Apostasia offers Libre an unopened bottle of enjex. The label might be in Old Cybertronian, but if it is, the script got corrupted within the last couple million years. (Medium alcohol content, high in minerals. Same booze as last night, it seems to be a local speciality.))

 

Spoiler: GIF: Whisper sidles up to Venture and smooths a hand up one of his trinemate's wings.

[His other hand finds one of Venture's, fingers twining together into a proper chiro-hold.] You're allowed to walk away from conversations, love.

 

Well I won´t say no. -takes the bottle and sniffs at it subtly before conjuring a glass to drink out of-
My thanks.

 

alcohol isnt any better vwhen its completely free.

 

and this is exactly vwhy i charge.

 

Ugh. Socializing.

I don't want the destruction of the world.

I also can't process alcohol very well, but that's less of a 'thing I chose' and more of a 'thing that was done to me'. At least I can still drink it, even though it does nothing.

 

[Paradox takes a place at the bar, summoning a cube of the strongest, foulest-tasting (and foulest-smelling) frontline moonshine he can remember. When he stops focusing on them, his hands and forearms start dripping with a bright pink, faintly-glowing fluid the robots present might recognize as energon.]

So!! Who's had a better night than me!! What's going on, are we talking about nice things? I heard engex and socializing!!

 

-a Mi approaches! The mi sniffs his feet-
Mi. Treats mi?

 

Hey sib, what the frag is with your hands. Didn't anyone tell you that fisting rotor blades wasn't the way to seduce your trine?