shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

Shows the potential, either way. But I wager you gonna have your hands full just dealing with him in the first couple years, no sense in forcing anything else.

 

arent we all.

 

[The small sparkling approaches the fox carefully]
NOT A TRAIN! OR PLANE! I'MMA ROLLEYSNOOT!

 

I agree. Don´t listen to the squishy, listen to your parents.

-pads over to them-

 

-saddest kitten eyes, then a look over at Sawbones- Pick me up!

 

I´m actually a cat, ya know.

 

Mi, they leave mi house makings.

 

Beast type Door God. Still a Door God. Not literal about the planes, trains, or automobile comment.

Yes. Nice places to nap when small. Got some warm crannies.

 

We made a fort. Got waterballs to ward off the itch!-

 

I ain´t no god of anything.

 

Am I a god?

 

Yeah? Neither am I. Still a god. Own a shit apartment while Office Dawns makes sure the sun rises over the humans. Still a god though. I am.

That how I get rid of them? Good to know. Reek even for me.

 

You might be a frog. Are you a frog?

 

Maybe? No idea what you are. Ain't seen a thing like you. Might be formless devata. Tianshen on steroids and far, far too much merit.

 

Not usually. I can be one? [Becomes a bismut-ish frogformer]

 

*Silently mouthed from inside of the shame cube:*

Spoiler: gif

 

-other eyebrow goes up, equally saucy- Someone had fun.

There's a concept I hope you're never personally introduced to, known as "peak high." Sadly, other-mes have been firmly vetoed by the Writer. And apparently I'm the only one of... consenting age? I thought that was only a thing for nobility.

You've a better grasp of time than most immortals I've met. Little over a week I handle. Definitely not as bad as I was expecting.

 

Good.

It was easy for my fifty thousand years to feel like fifty thousand years 'cause most of them have been really, really, really boring and you know how time goes when you're bored, yeah?

 

How was I ta know dere´d suddenly be sparklings! Wasn´t a thing before. Dere cute an all but a biit of a surprise.

 

Hrmm? That what you are. Got it.

How I get rid of her. Still reek.