shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

[The Clown, enraged, exits @The H.O.N.K. Mech

produces a basketball

and a chunk of plutonium

then begins to dribble]
you will die for this

ive got an attack that no one can ignore

 

-She raises a hand.-

But I'm fine, I stabbed him and he apologized to Ref and now we're even.

 

It's not- I- I can't- frag, Reffy, just don't!

-Bolt gives a wordless strangled yell and would have gone for Barrage if Paradox hadn't appeared and made him pull up short-

 

Oh, yeah, I'm fine, it's the reaction itself that reflects on you. I can see overcompensation, though, gotta make sure people don't trample all over you. [Hypocrisy, what hypocrisy?]

Way to undermine my point, Doxx. Also, hi, he started it, he seems to think that just because I'm a big scary Seeker I've got to be beating up you and Dy, never mind that Dy would punch me right back if I tried.

 

It's not overcompensation! I've got to have enough moxie for two people, you know!

 

[it is somehow now raining throughout the entire rave

and lightning is striking at increasingly rapid speeds, aiming especially for tall metallic transformers

a massive rumbling sound grows louder and louder as the clown's dribbling increases exponentially in speed]
ARE YOU READY FOR THIS, @Barrage of Vos ????????

 

[Given Doxx grew up in late-war Decepticon culture, he sees absolutely nothing wrong with this and shrugs.] Alright, fair, sorry to both of you! You're-- oh, you're the one who tried to talk me through fixing his arm, right? Hi again!

You okay there? What'd he say to y--

...okay, now I really want to know how the argument got this far. What started all this? Was it related to the fuss with-- [he looks over and blinks at Lacuna.] Sorry, I've forgotten your name--?

 

it's raining somewhere else here

 

Oh, that's him! Man, no wonder he's such a grump! How're you guys doing?

Lacuna!

 

It's raining jets
Hallelujah, it's raining jets

 

-Bolt falls back, still trembling, and shakes his head- Whatever. ...S-sorry. My- my fault.

 

My dream come true~

 

I mean, no, he's kind of conceited even when he hasn't... uh, taken injury-- [He doesn't want to specify in case it breaks whatever magic gave Barrage a perfectly functional arm back in the Rave--] but we're... as okay as we can be, I guess. Still doing the exploration thing. We did find a medic, even if he's... uh, not Academy-trained, let's leave it at that.

 

[That's just weird, and Doxx is a little worried, but... fussing over a stranger never won a Con anything.] ...well, whatever he said to spur that particular line of argument, sorry.

Yo! Hey sib!

 

[The tremors begin to permeate the entire rave, and large chunks of the ground begin to rise up into the sky

As the dribbling intensifies to unimaginable speeds, the clown consumes a banana, and fuses the peel with the basketball

The clown is now preparing to Chaos Derp.]

 

-with a flicker of fire again- Existed.

 

Anyway Reffy was just doing... Vos stuff, I guess? And your trinemate took exception. Then he took exception with the other one for not being the right kind of flier, so I took exception to him, with a knife.

 

Really? Your kind of twins work like that?

Mmmmhm. [Barrage keeps his optics on Bolt, but at least has his temper leashed again.] Learn some manners and it won't be a problem again.

I like how you assume I said anything to deserve abuse accusations getting flung at me. I'm not Megatron, Primus in the Pit.

 

...naw. But I've got to protect mine. Overcompensation helps sometimes.

 

[Giant bicycle horns begin to rise up from the cracks forming in the ground and pelt themselves at @Barrage of Vos

An incredibly loud air horn begins to mimic the sound of an air raid siren.

The Clown is rapidly flashing different colors as he bends his knees in preparation to jump.

The Clown can no longer be stopped.]