shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

I HAVE NO FRIENDS AND MY PARENTS ARE DEAD.

 

-tries to contain her laughter, only to make a noise like a dolphin huffing helium in your nightmares-

 

THAT'S ROUGH, BUDDY

 

-huffs and the fires die out. She is still honest and has multiple tails thoufh. And she burns blue still. Just a low smoulder-

Dead to me rather. Unless we get into metaphysics.

 

families are overrated.

 

[Mara is incredibly dishonest, and takes the opportunity to cast another makarakarn, and summon a large number of Rakshasas]

 

GO EAT THE FOX, YOU HUNGRY FUCKS! GWAHAHAHAHA!
[Mara absconds from the rave]

 

-growls at the rakshasas-

I see you're not done yet, your highness.

-takes out a knife and throws it at one of thebrakshasas. She rushes the others keeping up her flames to threaten and confuse-

 

@Abhaya Sigali hey pal

you look, like

mighty tasty

mind if i just

take a nibble?

 

-swears at you in mandarin and onvokes her past experience as a Sneaky Fox Sabateur. She throes yet another knife straight and true-

 

*Another rakshasa chimes in, much less dead than the one before it*
c'mon lady, don't be like that

we only bite a little

hold still, so i can gut you a bit

 

Don't speak with that fool's toughs.

-raises a claw and swipes furiously at the rakshasa. Now this. This is ehat she was born for. What she lived for. Breaking Heads. Splitting Bones. She gets cut be damned. She is right in harms way and lovijg it-

 

@Orlandeau

actually, hey, hey, i got a proposition for you. if i turn back into THAT --*shudders in the general direction of @Itch*-- THEN will you hit me?

 

MAAAIOOOOOOOUUUUUU meh? Merrrr???

*Blankly stares at @Suspicious Feline *

 

-Noofs?-

 

*Falls over like a broken toy. Is still very much a cat and very much alive but his legs are doing things like pointing in impossible directions.*

MREH meh meh.

 

-sits, tilts head curiously. Well. That's new-

 

*Slowly, oh so slowly, moves back into a semi-normal standing position before sitting and kicking one back leg out completely straight. It's like this cat decided to just not have hips.*

meh! MRRRREEEOOOOWWWUUUH mreh.

*Looks to be considering @Feed Me Pet Me rather seriously before reaching out to swat. His reasoning is clearly his own.*

 

-backs up out of range, ears flicked back sadly. Not a friend then, got it. She continues to back up until she's well out of range, gaze held, before she breaks it and turns away to find someone more cooperative. Strange cats, these days.-

 

*Fluffs himself up and sways his way into nothingness, clearly he's got important cat things to do like sleeping.*