shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

Ford turns bright red. "Tainell's only got two hands and two feet," he mutters, and sighs.

 

-stubborn headshake. how did this sparkling avoid being put to bed anyway?-
You vote. Is how it´s done.

 

you provwe yourself the strongest, is howv its done.

 

Vote! -he hisses and lashes his tail. This is surprisingly impressive, probably because even a sparkling is the size of a large dog-

 

-gives another endless-rows-of-needles smile and floats off to the more interesting topic-

We convinced a god to see things our way, and give us right to rule ourselves. -a little white krillthing crawls out of her skin, so she eats it. It is not at all metaphorical, nope.-

 

fight.

 

That kid could probably kill you if he wanted to. In the real world, anyway.

 

haha, no.

 

Seriously, dude, you'd get crushed!

 

its tiny.

 

It's big and heavy and made of metal.

 

I can help. -Sawbones has padded up behind Dualscar-

 

-More hissing-

 

it barely comes up to my hip.

so you admit it vwouldnt be able to do anything to me vwithout help.

 

It'll wreck you!

 

I can too! I can bite you to bits squishy!

 

then do it.

*He has no intention of letting @Soundwave Minimus II attack him.*

 

-amused- You are aware that even if you did win rather than becoming a sparkling chewtoy, his sire would take you apart right?

 

There are things, given your construction, I would assume you would wish to safeguard at just about that height.

When we were mortal there were entirely too many conversations with my brother that involved the phrase "got my dick stuck in a revolving door." I can only hope it was a metaphor.

 

im avware.

do you think i just leavwe it hanging out.