shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

...oh! Misunderstood.

How're you defining demon, though?

 

He takes a handful of the proffered popcorn.

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Dipper thinks about this. "Well, in this case...I belong to a Sufferist clade, and I'm mostly basing my thoughts on the matter on the part where my father is propositioning a mythological figure."

 

not interested.

 

I dunno what Sufferist is. So you're defining a demon as any mythological figure your atta interfaces with?

 

Can you blame him. Can you really.

 

Ok. -he turns into a cat so he can rub a paw over his head.

Uh, what are they doing? Are they fighting? Why did Primus go all tiny?

 

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1'm cru5h3d.

 

Mabel grins. "It is kind of blatantly offensive, but that guy who just said he wasn't interested is not hot. Also, thanks for the compliment, but I'm 13 which is six sweeps and I have two moirails, one matesprit, a kismesis and I auspistice for Loreli, so, my dance card is kinda filled up." She thinks for a moment. "I'm sure I'll ship you with someone eventually though. No-one escapes!"

 

No they aren't fighting. They are doing the thing Reffy and I do sometimes.

 

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While his words towards the end there are pissy, he's pretty clearly teasing.

 

Are you sure? They sounded all fighty. Are they gonna make a sparkling?

 

"Only the ones with bad reputations," Dipper says, crossing his arms across his chest. "You know. The ones where the books and scrolls and cave paintings say 'don't summon' or 'meeting this person will mean your death'."

"Actually, yes. I saw what happened the last time."

"They're making out," says Dipper. "Looked pitch to me."

"My dad is a mythological figure? Or the robot gods? I'm not concerned about the robot gods. They won't be coming a dimension near me anytime soon. As for the name, I see your point, but we sort of fell into this during Weirdmageddon and I'm just relieved that they don't seem fully convinced that my dad is the Signless reborn any more. Despite the unfortunate red turtleneck thing."

 

Mabel grins back at him. "Okay, but the status of my quadrants clearly serves as objective proof that I am hot! For a person my age. To other people my age."

 

thanks. im utterly indifferent tovwards you.

 

No.

Er. No, because if they make a sparkling, that means the next universe is coming.

 

Well. Hopefully not that, because that would end our universe, but the mechanism is very similar.

-She shrugs-
They are... kind of Aemula Endurae? There is a lot of gentleness between them though. It's a cable-salad if I've ever seen any.

 

Am I hot?

 

"Excellent! Then we're agreed." Mabel laughs softly. "My brother has a gun just like that one. An idiot named Eridan pointed it at him and lived to regret it. Where did you get yours?"

 

screwved someone for it.