shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

*gets out of the pools and goes do stand up, immediately trips over her dress and falls on all fours, coughs and hacks out the water she swallowed*

*looks up at @Gundam Tanaka while squinting*

you think I can't get outta a pool on my own?! *the fact that she was clearly having trouble getting out of the pool does not exist in her mind*

*meanwhile, the koolaid mix is spreading throughout the pool, and the UPS truck has sunk to the bottom*

 

*casts a protective sigil over the pool to subdue water spirits who may have been aggrieved*

 

'Sjust mixing Lae. Like paint or different flavors of energon. Does look pretty cool though doesn't it?

[Quietly, so as not to freak out the nearby babbyjet:] Please tell me that was just a random machine and not an actual person.

 

(The hedgehog delicately licks up some of the pool-aid that has splashed onto the nearby ground and formed a puddle.)

 

I think you a fool who recklessly endangers the lives of others and themselves for reasons that are not yet, and possibly can never be, known by mere mortal men. Luckily for you, I am no mortal, but the despot Lord of Hell. Where did you get that truck, from whence came the seven gallons of fruit juice mix, and why did you think it wise to barrel your vehicle of death into this pool, Ms ... ?
*Gundam trails off, realizing he doesn't know your name*

 

"We have a dryer in the floor of our bathroom at home," says Ford very quietly. "I invented it. I like her hair."

It occurs to him that he should probably tell Loreli, since the room the clade is staying in was also set up for the two of them, back when the lower floors were a bunker and there only were two of them.

 

Valiska grins at him. "That was fun," she says. "While it lasted. But I think Mina was hoping you and the other Wrench would join her in Orgy Town."

 

"Not that you have to," says Ford, laughing. "Anyhow. Talassani queens grow their hair long and put little braids in it to show off their commitments."

He points out one of Valiska's braids, which is so long it's been threaded through rings so it doesn't drag the floor. "She hasn't cut this since we became lovers." He may or may not be blushing, but his smile is very fond.

 

Not an answer! But I'll take it. I'm still putting money on four.
^_^

Maaaaaaaaybe next time.
@_@

Pretty sure Little Wrench was a little too low on blood to be a worthwhile participant anyhow.
>_>

 

Valiska giggles. "I think what he's trying to say is we don't actually know. It wasn't this long when we put the dryer in."

 

[Dunks him straight into the pool a message appears on all personal technical devices (phones, tablets, etc)]
75-a: Ur speech pattern sux mate.

 

Do a science! Turn off the dryer, go AU NATURALE!
*_*
^_^
^_~

 

*spaced out while he was talking because that was entirely too many words at once and she can't be arsed, gets up and starts ringing out her clothes, attention trails back in when it's time to talk about herself*

I'm Countess Boochie Flagrante, who the hell are you?

 

Ford laughs. "We have a lot of science to do," he says, grinning. "The experiments that are going to keep us alive and well in the face of the coming invasion are higher on the list, but we'll let you know if we ever do find out."

 

Bill pauses at the statement before his pupil grows wide and a stupid grin appears on his face. "That's ADORABLE! And impressive, given how much hair there is to manage! I personally can't stand my own and keep it back in a ponytail, that is DEDICATION right there! Hope she doesn't have to cut that braid for many an aeon to come- I mean, if you all end up living that long. I just made this awkward, didn't I?"

 

LAAAME.
9_9
@_@

You can totally do hair science AND survival science SIMULTANEOUSLY.
^_^

We're talking alien invasion though, right? Higher tech civilization bent on enslaving the proles? PLEASE go on, I am SO into this.
*_*

 

Moira swats him lightly. "Yeah. Still kinda amazed."

 

you sound like a douche.

 

into or like into into?

 

You're one to talk.