shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

(make it stop, make it stop, make it stop, MAKE IT STOP.)

 

@The Spirit-Touched

look, what do you want me to do, apologize to the robot? ill apologize to the robot. hey, robot, im sorry for pointing out how pathetic you are. just put that thing back where it came from or so help me.

 

-snrrrrrk-

 

your aura looks diseased.

??

 

-unkind laughter- Can't unring the bell.

'Master of all things arcane' and you don't know what I meant by magus. And there's not enough Color in your soul for you to be one.

 

I don't think he was even trying.

 

-finger to lips, wink-

 

oh, *i* see. youre one of THOSE practitioners.

i dont need whatever kind of magic you PERSONALLY do, because i get results.

 

please, please, please, PLEASE unring it. ill do anything. even bathroom stuff.

 

[Laughing, Vector drops his unoccupied hand to bring the twins up; he deposits them extremely carefully in the one Hey You is sitting in, all too aware of the adult jet's watchful gaze.] There you go!

 

-Hey waves-

Hello! My name is Hey You! Can I lick one of you?

 

Please unring that bell.

 

look, we ALL have to make sacrifices.

 

-uhoh. Uh. OH. There is suddenly a very literal storm in her eyes. An overlay appears, her Hearts, open channels of Color glow inside her body. Most are Violet, with Silver, Gold, and Azure next common. Points of Crimson wrap around her arms, while one Heart channels Amber and a smaller one Emerald. Violet drips visibly from her left hand; Crimson from her right.-

Your soul could have less Color in it.

 

Bill sits up to watch this unfold, morbidly curious but not stupid enough to try and interfere. So many colors...
....
A voice echoes in the back of his mind, from someone long-gone. He pushes it away and continues to watch.

 

Beijada Valisseira laughs to herself, though she's sure that no-one will hear either her words or her laughter, and speaks anyway, just for her own amusement.

I knew someone who had that kind of attitude before I met him. And fell back into it after I died. It won't end well for you if you go on like this.

 

... you died?

... but I, I know you, you're Valiska and you're not dead!

*bitter laugh* Unless something bad happened while me and Sunshine were distracted, that is...

 

-he winces and covers his eyes-
Whatever frequencies you're using to cause synesthesia are giving me a processor ache.

 

so what. you have stupid LEDs. i have REAL magic.

im not going to listen to every single rando who thinks they know more about magic than i do.

 

-materializes an appropriately sized pair of sunglasses and hands them over-
Try these, Cap.