shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

-has retreated into himself and his jedi calm-

It was a joke. Thank you, however.

 

(Stabby makes a whirring noise and pokes Tori's ankle. No moments of serenity for you!)

 

-crankily force pushes the offending roomba back after the poke. BACK YOU MONSTER-

 

-Clover writes a Stab Count down on a sticky note and sticks it on Stabby.-

 

*Pounces with the knife tentacle and a lot of superglue.*

 

(The laser and grenade launcher might be a problem.)

 

-pulls robes up closer to himself dramatically. moody jedi boy-

 

*His fingers are quick and nimble. The laser and grenade launchers are NO MATCH for a teenage boy with a fist full of adhesive and a head full of empty.*

 

I feel that perhaps I have business to attend to.

-storms off as calmly as his moody goth ass can muster back into the waking world-

 

(The flailing tentacle adds a new and erratic quality to Stabby's movements. It can also now stab - or, well, slash - up to thigh height, probably. Oh boy.)

 

fuck i mean

*He tugs his fake mustache back up.*

 

huh, al-?

ah, it's you...you're free to take one...don't worry...

 

*He has stuffed the juicebox into his scarf and is surreptitiously taking sips from the straw.*
what are you talking about. i didnt take one.

 

...sure didn't.

 

Botched your stealth roll.

-crouches by Juice- What flavors you got? I'm not partaking in Ven's crazy snake wine bullshit.

 

*Has something about TNFL suddenly changed? Maybe it's the outfit.*

*Yeah, that outfit is way more purple and douchey than the other one was.*

 

(you saw nothing because i didnt quote-unquote 'botch my stealth roll'.)

 

...all the normal juicebox flavors, really...they send some funny flavors with the pallet too sometimes...but i don't normally carry them around unless someone regularly wants them

 

*Squint.*