shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

will whoevers whispering in my ear PLEASE shut up. or at least hit on me or something.

 

I7'z ok I'm here

 

Dephinitely a daymare. Got it.

 

[NO YOU DIDN'T. I LOVE MY JOB.]

 

"You made out with Paci-Fire," Ford points out. "I can't believe you go to Bill's parties. They're terrible. They're like Backupsmore frat parties, except that you play Spin the Bottle, which is normally more of a high school game, right? Even if you did use a person instead of an actual bottle."

 

wow I'm hur7. wai7 you like 7ha7. mm ya zexy like 7ha7????

why'z 7ha7 luzuz green?

 

(Some blood seeps from behind one of Reed's cybereyes. it is Pretty Gross. She makes a distressed noise and, in fine Lovecraftian tradition, turns to drinking to Forget These Things She Has Seen.)

 

-tentacles ominously-

-watches the light show go by-

-cackles and emits rays somewhat more strongly-

THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT.

I HAVE NO MEMORY OF THIS. PERHAPS YOU ENCOUNTERED ONE OF MY PALE IMITATORS.

 

Stop. Just stop. Stop everything youve ever done in your miserable liphe and never ever say that again ever.

Phucking daymares and phucking migraines and phucking bullshit is what this is.

 

haha, fleshy losers.

 

Ouch. Ford can only imagine what that must be like for Mituna, and hands him a small round object of carven stone. "Here's my spare Elder Sign. Hold onto it and get your head together, then you can will him not to bother you here. He's such a jerk. I'm sorry."

 

what part of 'shut up' is so hard for you people to understand.

 

"Time Punch will do that. It's got Cosmic Sand in it. And what I saw...was definitely not pale." Ford shrugs. Cthulhu hasn't bothered him for years. He spent the better part of a year among horrorterrors.

 

[The nearest tentacle is yanked on and bitten harshly. MMMMMM DELICIOUS SEAFOOD]

 

He takes Ford's advice, slowly sitting back up and rubbing at his temples irritably.

50und5 l1k3 m33n4h'5 lu5u5 wh3n 5h3'5 0n 4 734r. 'c3p7 m0r3 08nox10u5.

 

Zorry? I could punch you? Would 7ha7 help?

I 7hough7 7hiz waz zome zor7 of dream bubble?
> Glares at @Cthulhu

Z7op 7ha7.

 

O O O H ! I_L I K E_Y O U R_S O N G ! :) I T_ R E M I N D S_ M E_O F_H O M E . <3

 

(The illumination in one of Reed's eyes goes out. She flips the Crobot off.)

 

"I know," says Ford. "He's awful, but he's sadly not the worst of them."

 

Bluuuh, fucking headache!