shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

"I was happy, being monogamous. And now I'm not monogamous, and I'm still happy." Ford smiles. "We were always monogamous by default. I don't think either of us ever thought we could deny the other something they really wanted, and then a day came along when we both wanted the same person, and he wanted us. And...you have got to have a streak of black romance in you at least as much as I do."

 

[Nodnodnods.] I get samples for Wires now so he can make more of the best stuff!!

Killing so you don't have to don't the same threat again is the point of winning though?

I don't see much!! I don't think anyone here is that young though?

Oh!! Is that the one Tarn got mad about the new edit of, then?? I actually heard him yelling!! It was kind of scary! I don't know how Stream deals with him!

 

I don't care either. I was wondering what the word meant. *looks at her spilt tea from earlier and gives a disgusted face*

 

-HAH. still she is far too overfond of those flashy, fiery kicks that leave her open for a moment too long. and so jame takes the hook to the stomach. the plate's in place which softens the blow a deal. she is shaken off her step a tad though. on reflex she rights herself with the force. solid again she throws her own fist at oneira.-

 

Dude. Dude? I just fight for the pit of it. Most slink away after a good beating.
If someone needs killed, it ain't my job. And if you fight 'em again, you can test how good both of you became in the meantime!

 

I don't see Starscream anywhere so Daddy can't get me.
[If she tries hard enough and believes in herself she will actually sell this deadpan.]

... I am not the least bit surprised that Tarn yelled. Yes, it most likely is this very same one.

 

A part of me can only hope it's with a bizarro Handmaid. That'd be the fucking day.

It ain't.

But what would the Boss say.

 

[maybe she means play-practice fighting? who-gets-the-best-egg fighting?]

-looks down.- Hello. I guess no storytime.

Hm. I´ll read it?

 

-She hands him the datapad like one might handle holy scripture.-

 

"I don't have a kismesis." Ford shrugs. "I don't think I would enjoy that, either."

 

On second thought let's not find out. It'd be long and dumb. Maybe the Mini Marquise'd have a blast with it but eh.

 

Now that is what I call a love triangle.

Spoiler: Intrusion

 

Someone needing killed kind of is my job? [Flex palps and claws, just in case the Literally Built To Kill #aesthetic wasn't obvious enough.]

<Sounds like, maybe????>

 

I am both relieved and disappointed at once.

 

Ford grins. "Never say never. I think it would be good for you."

 

(The force tingles in Oneira's horn stump, and a bit more faintly in her healthy horn, and she jerks back. Jamethiel's hits connect, but later than they would have if Oneira hadn't jerked back. She moves her momentum forwards again, fists up in a defensive position like she was taught, but still unpracticed, and attempts to distract Jamethiel with some positioning feints to the sides, before going for more punches.)

 

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-from where Nichrome can´t see him.- Can´t he?

 

Jacob, please control yourself. And mind your own business.

 

;)

 

"Triad, please." Ford smiles. "The word 'triangle' has other, more ominous connotations to the three of us."