shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

I dunno if I'm on her level, but it's the same for me. Or rather, was, back when I was trapped in my lamp.

 

She's not going to hurt me! She's having fun!

-Spritz the Lady.-

 

* Gee, who knows?

* Time passes so slowly, it gets pretty hard to tell.

* It's not as if I'm ever not lurking just around the corner.

* Unlike SOME people, I've got nothing better to do with my time! :p

 

Maybe you should ask ASP 2 how it occupies itself. It must have something better to do with its time, since Ford didn't manage to accidentally summon it too.

 

But if we'd been making a deal I might've. Never come out on the losing end, little one. -she shakes her hair out for spritzing. MAybe now it'll behave-

 

My sister would adore you. Until she got sick of the talking an aeon down the line and asks our brother to take you apart so she can see how you work, of course.

 

Snakes?

 

Asshole Sapient Plants. It's an acronym.

 

"It's true when dealing with most beings from the less material sefirot," Ford says with a shrug. "When dealing with demons, it's malice. When dealing with beings who are bound...it's how they make their lives bearable. And sometimes it's just a matter of not having the ability to understand idioms, or the cultural context to know the implicit rather than the literal meanings of words."

 

Sefirot?

 

Ah, good. No asp hole then.

 

* I wouldn't bet on it.

* Just because we're the same flower doesn't mean we're at the same point on the same timeline.

* It's been a while since they got that good ending they wanted so badly.

* A really long while.

* Gosh, I hate to disappoint, but I'm completely empty inside!

* Without me or the stuff that allows me to continue to exist, this body's really nothing more than an old, shriveled up flower.

* Amazing what a little magic and DETERMINATION can do, right? :p

 

'Spheres.' He can give you the long explanation because I lost my fukken book.

 

*laughs sheepishly* Oh. Right. Duh. Time shit. Of course.

 

Why doesn't older me like you, Flower Guy?

You're adorable!

 

*laughs* I bet he'd be glad to.

*facepalms*

 

I'm sure my brother would be insulted by the implication that he'd simply cut you open if you weren't right about half of him. But the contents of your body wouldn't interest the Greengrower at all, I'm afraid, even if they were quite remarkable. We're gods, seedling, handling things like "magic" and "determination" is much the same as handling clay and flesh.

-she opens her mouth a little too wide. She has the single row of sharp, varied fish teeth, but this time no tongue. Instead a string of tiny pearls, a rainbow of them, curled up on itself an infinite number of times fills the entirety of the inside. Each pearl whispers in its own voice but is impossible to understand so long as she keeps them; the secrets of her aspect made real-

 

=[) AND HOW MUCH WOULD YOU LIKE TO 6ET ON THAT ANSWER, LOVELY CONFESSTANT?
=[) MY 6OSS, AS WELL OUR CAPTIVE AUDIENCE ARE SIMPLY DYIIIIIIN', TO HEAR!
=[) CAN YOU FEEL ALL THAT MIRTH IN THE AIR, 'CAUSE I AM LOVIIIIIIN' IIIIIIT!????

 

*her skin crawls*

 

Ford laughs. "The spheres, yes. On the Tree of Life." He shrugs. "It's one way of classifying the different levels of universes and dimensions. Some of them are less material than others, and the beings who originate there tend to have a lot more magical power when they descend into dimensions which are more material. Although some of them can't, without a physical body to possess."