shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

... Set people on fire anyway?

 

... I know, right? But then it's all, Jhenya, stop making things difficult.

(They tilt their head)
You strike me as a sensible person who sets problems on fire.

 

-griiiiiiin. There are a few too many teeth.-

When I don't drown them. (Sometimes I set them on fire then drown them. It pays to be thorough, at times.)

 

[She grins at him with bloody crooked fangs]

[Spits in front of his feet just to be contrary.]

[GC:] No No 'Jhenya' Make Things Extra Difficult Piss Them Off Set Them On Fire Blow The Place Up

 

I've got to agree with the one with the extra optics, sometimes you just need to set things on fire anyway. I'm more a stabbing sort myself, but if explosions are to your taste...

[Stop making him like organics, dammit.]

 

(Jhenya blinks at the teeth for a moment, but catches themself.)
That works, too!

But nowadays sending them out into the mist works as well.

You are my new favorite person.

(Jhenya shrugs).
Less chance of getting hit with explosions and a decent ranged trigger. I mean, they know it was me anyway, so...

(Jhenya is only now taking the time to take a closer look at Afterglow, meaning they don't basically look through him without processing what he actually looks like.
That sure is a huge mechanoid. There might be starry eyes. No, scratch that, there definitely are starry eyes. They've never seen a machine this huge, or this humanoid.)
What are you?

 

Oh! Fickle heart! -she puts a hand on her chest dramatically. The skin over her heart necrotizes in fast-forward out from where she touches-

 

Ranged fighting is playing it safe, yes, but it doesn't have quite the same feel to i-- [he pauses, blinking down as the organic apparently takes more of an interest in him. Then her words register, and he outright scowls.] That's none of your business. I haven't asked what caste you were born into, have I?

 

I think she's talking species, bro.

 

(Jhenya grins)
I think you need a skull for that performance. Or a rose, one of those.

Specieswise, I mean! I've never seen a mechanoid so huge, so detailed, and so... elegant. But if you don't want to tell, don't.

(Note, Jhenya is a they! Their species doesn't do sexual dimorphism, although in their early drafts they started out as a girl.)

 

(Jhenya shudders.)
Just for future reference, we kalea don't do the whole dimorphism thing. I'm a 'they'.

 

Ah! Sorry, should know better than to assume, considering.

 

Oh, yes, because you have proof of that--

Ah. [His expression eases a little.] ...my apologies-- my species are natural shapeshifters restricted to... usually two forms, and the particular society I used to be part of stratified itself based on the worth of one's second, or alternate, mode. It is... something of a touchy subject still. Not least among those of us who were lower on the ladder. I in particular do not wish to divulge the nature of my own alt further, and even asking someone what they turn into is considered rude-- to say nothing of asking what someone is, rather than who they are. There's a good bit of writing on the subject if you can find copies in here, or in whatever corner of the galaxy you're in; look for Towards Peace by Megatron of Tarn, though if you come across a more recent edition disregard the afterword.

We... were using 'Cybertronian' as a species name, but given we've recently re-established contact with other planets held by... transformers, if not Cybertronian-forged transformers, that classification is coming into question.

Interesting. Cybertronians are not dimorphic either, and yet the reintroduction of the aforementioned colonies has brought what are apparently gendered pronouns back into the language. You use a neutral, then?

 

[GC:] Gross

 

-there is suddenly a giant bird skull on her head. Covered in roses. Purple ones, of course.-

 

i vwant one!!

 

What's your offer?

 

ill take my shirt off!

 

-itch remains sad and skullless-

 

i vwont bite you?