shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

then why are you the only one who seems to remember this, eh?

 

you resembled a squalling grub someone stepped on, just so you knowv.

 

"She knows a lot about how sex works for humans. I know she does, because I taught her. Why are you such an idiot?"

Ford frowns; he isn't used to not having a beard, and his chin itches. He's also afraid to believe that this is really her, but that isn't something he needs to share with this...assemblage.

"Lissa, my love, this is like Wrong On The Internet, it's a waste of your precious time."

He sits beside her, throws his arm around her shoulder; lets her snuggle. There is no sense in making her run. He won't admit he doesn't want to wait for her to get across the floor.

 

I remember it pretty clearly. It was a rather sad sight to watch.

 

can also confirm.

 

Shit, Fam
I might have a tendencY to run mY mouth around cute girls, but I don't think I remember saYing anY shit to that effect.

 

You squealed like a little baby.

 

you know what? its obvious that i cant say ANYTHING without being VICIOUSLY ATTACKED by everyone within a ten mile radius. maybe i should just stop saying anything because i guess im always going to be the bad guy.

 

[GC:] Nah I Meant Like
[GC:] That She Turned The Fucking Pan Zapper Off With You.
[GC:] But Now You Admitted You Want Her To Go All Whips And Chains On Youuuuuu

 

"That actually sounds like a pretty good plan."

 

OkaY now I'm fairlY certain no one ever said anYthing about motherfucking whips.
The girl with the glowY gander nugs might have mentioned some shit about the chains, but all I did was denY she's got anY on me.
Now what I'm thinking is that You're the one Yankin' MY chain here.
Honk.

 

then i guess ill just go, because you people cant handle dissenting opinions.

 

[GC:] HaHaHaHaHaHa
[GC:] Now You Said Chain ,:P

 

please leavwe.

 

Ford draws his wand and traces the outline of a door, which appears...and points at it.

 

*fingerguns*

 

*Fake sniffle, with an equally fake attempt to hide it.*

 

There you go, appropriate sympathy, now get out.

 

*He eventually does slink out of the Rave, but not through @Stanford G. Pines's door. Cronus might be rather stupid, but he isn't that stupid.*

 

"Hmmm. When I stepped in here and saw him arguing with you, I wondered if he'd be able to pass that intelligence test. Guess he did!" Ford grins at Lissa. "I've missed you, you have no idea. I don't know if this is real but I don't care right now. You deserve something much better than that to sharpen your claws on."