shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

23 Cycle 6582, why?

Ah, best not then.
-he touches Phaedrus lightly, then withdraws-

 

Well that's good! Mala doesn't seem to be so I'll take 'functioning'! What have you been up to? -he's doing a little swoopy space jellyfish dance around her-

 

Oh, then you've only got two more days! -he winks and then vanishes-

 

Amalgamous is a bitter old ungreased cog who only gets worse as he ages, don't mind him. [Onyx turns to keep a pair of optics focused on Quintus, almost dancing herself; every now and then she'll extend a wing-blade to brush against one of his tendrils.] Actually governing my planet, for a good chunk of it, though of course Prima's successor cut contact almost immediately like the rusted old spike that trained him. Watching. Waiting. Keeping an optic on the Culus Anguli, of course. Made anything interesting out of your rock?

 

I'm going to visit him soon and then we'll see what he says! When I found where I left Tallevas. Onxai where did I leave Tallevas?
My rock is so beautiful! Look what I made out of it! -he projects some shots of Obrizon's prettiest spots-

 

[More flickery optics, Onyx humming as she searches; eventually, fondly annoyed:] Tallevas is on your planet, dipstick, right where you left him. City mode, I think, so he may be a bit built-up when you find him. [She shakes her head, optics resettling on amber while she looks at the images.] Oh, those are lovely. You went for a more organic feel, then, or did the Emberstone get away from you again?

 

-Lacuna bursts in holding the Emberstone-

HEY BOSS I have a PRETTY ROCK.

 

Thank you Onxai! He probably needs maintenance I hope I remember his maintenance routine where are those-
-he pulls a set of blueprints out of his subspace and stares at them for a moment then stuffs them back in-
I did organic on purpose! I wanted organic and mechanoid to coexist in peace! -there's that little frown on his top two pairs of eyes again- I don't think it worked.

 

-pads over to Onyx and noofs-

 

Does the second trial ever come out perfect? Go out and get some fieldwork done, get your hands a little dirty, it'll do you and the populace some good.

...where did you-- Tess, did you give one of Solus's crowning achievements to a mortal?

[Still dancing with Quintus, Onyx trips over catte; she recovers quickly enough, but plants all four hooves to avoid accidental stepping-on.] Feeling bold today, little sister?

 

... Be careful with that thing.
[How will he explain the Sparkeaters to her, oh brother. Frag.]

 

We helped him because he was too busy in his workshop to look outside for 8 million years and people kinda turned Obrizon into social caste slavery hell. So he gave us everything we wanted from his workshop! One of the things I wanted was this cool rock!

Hey, I've just been displaying it in me and Sten's suite.

 

Well. I suppose we're moving date night to tomorrow instead, then.

 

[Four of six optics focus on Lacuna, shading into red-orange; the other two are still locked on Quintus.] That is not yours. Return it.

 

But... he gave it to us. He promised.

 

Maybe when I've explored more! I was inside for a... long... time?

Did I what-
-he turns and spots the stone Lacuna is holding; all six of his optics brighten massively and he swoops down to grab it, cradling it to his chest-
there you are there you are there you are!! there you are i missed you

 

-She clings to it, stunned, and starts to spark.-

AAAAAH! STOP IT STOP IT!

 

It wasn't his to give, it's not-- that was hers--

Let go of it, then!

 

-it's slightly doubtful Quintus has actually noticed that she's still clinging to it; he's practically crooning to it-

 

YOU GAVE IT TO US YOU PROMISED I KNEW IT EVERYONE LIES TO US STOP IT!