shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

*Pillowmom is here to envelop its charge in COTTON POLYESTER BLENDED SAFETY.*

 

-should you be a humanoid male of any species that can smell you notice a horrible stench. a fierce. the most rank smell that one could ever think of is now in the room. if you are not a humanoid male or you are female you don't notice this at all and it just smells of cat-

-it is drooling happily and doesn't appear to be attacking. BUT WHAT DOES IT WANT-

meow bork

-looks in the entirely wrong direction and meows demandingly. scritches come when the hands do.-

 

-Stentato gives a tentative pet, wrinkling his olfactory sensor.-

 

-purrs contentedly and moves into the hand leaving the poor eevee to its business-

 

You're some sort of... horribly stinky organic pet, aren't you?

-He switches off his sense of smell and keeps petting.-

 

-the mi riding in the eevee fluff licks the eevee-

 

-drools happily and grumbles with delight-

 

-He imagines a ball.-

Do you want the ball? Do you?

-It squeaks when he squeezes it.-

 

He's supposed to be a fierce hunter is what he is. He's just a precious little brat though.

 

(the eevee slowly unpuffs, and then approaches @Paz Malfoy. she seemed receptive to it earlier. and it requires pets now.)

 

-the squeak is small and not bigger than mouse squeak so that is not hiding worthy. he takes the ball in his awkward jowls and drops it on the floor. it is batted with his paws like a house pitten does with a jingley ball-

 

-Stentato tosses it across the rave.-

Go get it!

Uh. I hope you don't mind me playing with your pet!

 

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

-meows and chases after the ball. it must be captured and shown who is boss. which is jorin. obviously.-

 

Oh no! It's good to see someone keeping him distracted. Normally he's drooling on me or attempting to smother me in my sleep.

-looks over at jorin-

Have you been causing problems, Striil'ika?

 

He just jumped on a kid, but I distracted him. What's his name? Striil'ika?

 

-laughs at that-

Can see why you might have to. He's a bit shocking the first time around for most. Strills tend to be.

His name's Jorin. Striil'ika is a nickname. Similar to calling a cat "kitten".

 

What's a cat?

I'm Stentato.

-He's not that much taller than Jame, compared with some of the other bots, but shrinks down from 12 feet tall to about her height anyway.-

 

-the ball is DEAD. or at least it has ceased to intrigue jorin because there is JAME SMELL. he leaves the ball to its business of being DEAD and gives a large leap. he then extends his six legs and reveals webbed skin, quite like a flying squirrel. he glides awkwardly towards jame and lands halfway down her back. BUT HE CLINGS WITH MIGHTY CLAWS AGAINST WHATEVER HE CAN GRAB AT-

 

-is almost bowled over by the strill but is still standing. for now. she pulls the claws out of her flight suit as best she can and jorin plops uselessly to the floor beside her-

Like this but smaller. Less drool, more fur, and no gliding too.

I'm Jamethiel Talissen. Jame for short.

-raises a brow at the size change-

Quite the droid to do that. Never seen one that changes size like that.

 

I don't know what a droid is, but I don't think I'm in. Besides, this is just a dreamspace.