shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

After looking around for a bit between all who were present, the anger in his eye dimmed to a calm, and he left as suddenly as he had appeared.
He sure didn't stay asleep for long.

[ InotherwordsI'mpassingout. ;_; Next time... I don't like leaving people hanging. ]

 

As a side note I have lost track of the number of times I have died since my first death. Originally I had been counting the deaths, always shaken by the newest one and always haunted by those of the past. However, I have now died a number of times beyond my count. It is becoming almost routine to perish and awaken again in dream.

 

(shut up, shut up, shut up, SHUT UP.)

 

*appears*

 

Of course. Many places have traditions where they offer the dead food in hopes that it reach them at the end of their path. Why would here be any different? -her helmet's off, but her mask is not. It's still a little more familiar than her appearance speaking to Will. The sword however she still has, though she's resting it idly on a knee. She summons up some for herself; the kind of nice food someone tries to make when they don't recognize any of the available ingredients-

 

I am uncertain as to why the dead could not eat, but then I realize I am in something of an odd state of existence.

 

i didnt mean that LITERALLY.

 

'Literally' is the only way I do things, so suck on it, asshole!

 

*deep sigh*

 

You are a very uncouth young man.

 

well, at least youre not allowed to say a damn word.

either that or admit im allowed to be a LITTLE egyptian river.

 

hot.

 

And why exactly should I care about your opinion?

 

The unnecessary aggression persists!

 

*sighs* Fine. Be a river.

 

These messages always confuse me. Some consist of this very irate individual, another is claiming that he is capable of becoming a river, and there is one that just says "tongue, but hole!"

 

my tongue had a hole.

now its just got two sides.

 

Lissa digs into the spread, even though she doesn't recognise everything on the table, never having been to Pennarion.

This is delicious~~~!!! You must be a very good cook! I am not a good cook. But Will is.

 

I am afraid I'm not catching your meaning. Is this supposed to be some sort of innuendo?

 

Unnecessary? *laughs* Really?

Of course I can't expect you to understand, can't expect anyone to understand, but... it's very necessary. For my sanity, if nothing else...