shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

Correct. My muscles are attractive. However I must reject your challenge. I will not fight with such puny firearms. I like big guns. If you would like to play with peashooters, go find Jesse McCree.

You may try. I will break your fragile body.

 

I challenge you to grenade launchers at dawn?
?_?

 

They grow up so fast

 

if thats an offer i accept in place of the stupid round thing!!

 

I can't do that. There aren't any baby phoenixes here. Or even baby chickens. Just adult birds that aren't on fire.

 

fine.

*Babytalk voice.* the pwettiest girl.

 

The prettiest girl?

*sigh* But she's not here right now.

 

whats a guy gotta do to watch a three year old hopelessly humiliate himself, huh.

 

*takes a sip of the tea* I am very sorry to hear that. Is there anything that I can do to help?

 

I'm six and three-quarters, and you shouldn't make me humiliate myself anyway.

 

Not enough boom. Bring bigger guns.

Do not bother. Your physical health is as poorly maintained as your personal hygiene. I have no interest in children, either.

 

six, three, whatever. does it REALLY matter what particular flavor of annoying gremlin you are? and i wouldnt be MAKING you humiliate yourself. itd be entirely your choice to flip the...whatever that is...to a sexy dame.

id just reap the comedic benefits.

 

*Uses @Itch as an armrest. Hey there bby.*

 

You gave me the idea, though, so it would be at least sorta your fault.

 

wouldnt be my fault in the slightest because you couldve just ignored me.

 

I wouldn't have thought about doing it if you hadn't mentioned it!

 

If it's any consolation, sir-- ma'am? What's your preference?-- not all of the mechanoids here are omnics! c: [Whisper's floating text shifts to a shade of blue that matches Zarya's uniform.] I've never even been to Earth!

 

still aint my fault.

 

Is too your fault!

 

im not arguing with a child because im right.