shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

Yessssss...

No darling you must be hearing things :)

 

I like rustbunches!

-Big eyes, flutters wings.-

 

An' I like not getting bothered by people who make work for me. Shoo. Don'tcha have someone ta beat to a pulp without finesse or style so y'can get blackmailed again?

 

-makes some. Also some gd tea for himself, with a generous dose of engex-

 

-makes some appear, tries to entice a wild Lacuna.-

 

Hey.

'Cuna ignore him he's being a glitch I can getcha candy if you want some.

 

-Her wings drop from a flirt position to a despair one before popping right back up.-

I dunno, is there anyone you want me to beat to a pulp?

-She winks.-

 

Actually nevermind, I'm going to have rustbunches with the king of Cybertron, so there.

-She sticks out her tongue and skates over to Starscream.-

 

-Starscream makes a valiant effort and manages to keep a straight face. He offers her the rustbunches-

 

-gives him great big sparkling eyes and looks aggressively cute. Also hungry. look he´s gonna keel over ans starve-

 

-She takes them and offers him some.-

 

[He elegantly and prissily nibbles on one]

Ven, bro, c'mon i'm havin' a rough week, don't make me put'cha on the naughty list too :c

Actually I c'n do all'a that on my own well enough darl', please stop embarrassin' yourself.

[Quietly] Also get a better sense'a who's good company.

 

"Your racism is also not my problem," Lissa replies. "If you don't want to talk to me, don't, but don't think I will refrain from airing my thoughts in a space you neither own nor control because of your personal issues. I may be station trash, a fucking catte, an undocumented immigrant who has to have a veterinary consult if I go to a doctor for anything more complex than a cold, but I am a person."

 

[Fond-amused chittering; he nudges some of his candy over.]

 

Y'all are made of goo-ey squishy stuff so that's y'know. Debatable. :)

 

[She whacks him upside the helm]
Shut it, Ratio.

 

Please help me keep this lot from killing each other?

-Also nibbles rustbunches. But mostly drinks Kaonese tea-

 

..............
[They glare at eachother for a long moment. After a bit Ratio deflates a little.]
Yes, Captain.

 

"Thank you, Captain." Lissa sits down.

 

-gravely accepts some, watches the mess with mild amusement.

My condolences Captain.