shitposting rave 5: discount rejects from every genre

Well, looking goo is one thing but a gallery has to work! you need the right lighting and rooms and such! If yu just majestic at people you just get decorative unusable chunks.

I don´t know, geology is not my thing. They grow on this one planet and dye the plant and even the animals that eat the plants, see? -her fingers are pink under the crystals- They stain everything.

 

Yes.
[He looks amused. No one beats Teggy at this game, he is simply the best there is]

 

You are absolutely right, darling. Silly me, spouting nonsense, that's why you're the artist.
[His voice is... slightly less sarcastic than with Dave, and he summons a cocktail for the archmitect alongside one of his own to sip on elegantly]

 

can i have one i need to plaster my body in this ridiculous color
also my art but mostly my body

well shit far be it from me to cramp your style then bro
probably worth more than your entire rental even with that frame on there
makes it a veritable tourist attraction

 

Oh for sure. If we just take a small fee for everyone who wants to see it, we will be rich.

 

-hands him some wishes the stain away- Have fun, remember this shit is hard to remove!

 

Hearing a mi swear feels wrong somehow.

 

hell yeah
im more charitable than fuckin bill gates
droppin autographs like crisp hundreds at all the orphans in my path when i trip over em
they just dont stop throwing themselves at me what can a mogul such as myself do

ideal

[immediately scribbles some radioactive pink dicks on the nearest available surface. vandalism!]

 

Durapror: "...What kind of materials would you need for this. We may be capable of acquiring what you need from one of the Yggdrasil labyrinths."


Duneyrr: "Hopefully she needs something hard to find. Procuring rare items is one of my favorite specialties."


Skuld: "...Your specialty at item points only...'Andi and I scavenge from monsters..."


Veroandi: "I don't like rare monsters as much as Dune loves rare items though. They're too undercooked."


Skuld: "..?"

 

Indeed you are. The most generous artiste. Like a god amongst mere men. However may I think you.
[He sounds distracted, massaging his feet with a slight grimace. Those shoes (currently neatly and orderly standing next to the plush chaise he is lounginge on) are super pretty, but hurt like hell]

 

i mean
yyyyyes? im definitely still just a dude but i also have ~authority~ over time or whatever
and maybe welsh powers but im still pretty sure thats a load of shit

you alright there bro

 

Oh yes definitely, I'm just peachy, but these shoes are hell for walking and standing, since that is soooo not their intended purpose.

 

then why do you wear them instead of just putting them on display somewhere far away from anyones feet and or anyones dubious fetishes
you probably wanna keep those in good condition yknow
your feet i mean

 

'Cos he'd rather use his own healin' powers t'make sure he c'n still walk than give up th' pretty shoes.
I know, he made me nick most've 'em for 'im.

 

oh shit healing powers are sweet
i mean i havent got any but johns mom does and theyve come in pretty handy

but cant you just like
modify the shoes or something i mean im clearly passionate about dressing nice but i do make sure my shit is like comfortable

and compared to the god jammies thats no small task let me tell you
the task is bigger than when david walked up to the pillar of veiny meat that was goliath and let out a single terrified aw hell
what are these pjs even made of that makes them so awesome while looking so stupid

 

Handy f'r a lotta things, yeah. -smug kitty smirk-
An' man, you're missin' one key thing- he likes it. Lets him sit 'round an' whine while me an' Paul wait on 'im hand an' foot. He's lucky he's pretty.
-Polly does not seem actually particularly annoyed or upset about this-

 

Or you could just not bother with distal mods. [How long has a minibot been eavesdropping? The world may never know.] Waste of metal, honestly. Or... whatever it is shoes are made of.

 

What he said.
Hi babe.
[He grins brightly at Pollux and wiggles his toes at him.]

There's not much modifying you can do to designer shoes that doesn't kind of ruin them or make them even less comfortable. Believe me, I tried.

 

You anglin' for a footrub again or somethin'?

 

I'm very, very pretty and you love my whining.
[He bats his lashes at him]

They're made from fairydust and the tears of children.
[... he may or may not be joking.]