shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

Vot? Eet duz! -he laughs-

 

Breaks are for people who ask a half-decomposed mech's attending physician before administering substances of questionable reactivity. [They grin, rolling their optics.]

I think I'll stick to one poison at a time, thanks.

 

Ja ja, Hy iz booze hy know. Only luffed for mine poison.

-grumpy noises- Hoy, most critter dot beeg don´t effen noteece vun sting.

 

EY, its tiny annoying gremlin subject number vwhatevwer the fuck!

 

You're one to talk.

 

tiny??

 

You're tiny, annoying and a gremlin. And there are far too many of you in here.

 

[Waits for the inevitable spawn(s?). What will they look like this time?]

 

*Like a jackass.*

 

*sighs* I really should've known better than to say that, yeah?

*under his breath* Even though it's true. And keeps getting truer.

 

the fuck are you talking about.

 

Oh motherfuck. -finishes her grog all at once-

 

Hey! You're not the only one that needs booze, now that he's here!

 

hi, hello, standing right here. the robot has feelings, you knowv. not many but theyre there.

 

And I bet I can guess what they are: pride, greed, lust, envy, gluttony, wrath and sloth.

 

boredom and offense, actually.

 

H E L L O_A G A I N_C O O L_S H A D E S_N O R M ! :0

- looks around and sees many people holding drinks -

O H ! A R E_W E_H A V I N G_R E F R E S H M E N T S_N O W ?

- pulls a can with a pull tab labeled OJ out of compartment, and just holds it without opening it and pretends to take sips -

 

Eh, those aren't any better.

 

I started a fuckin' booze party. Contribute!

 

vwho evwen are you.