shitposting rave 5: discount rejects from every genre

suits are nice.

 

*He lifts a leg and starts to blep.*

 

[you can practically feel him revving up the conniption]

I--Oh! You're an insufferable pig, you know that? You have absolutely no reason to do that except to prove a point!

A point which, by proving, will cost you your dignity, I might add.

 

*Tugger stares Misto dead in the eyes as he neatly grooms his crotch.*

*The message is 'suck it, bi-otch'.*

 

I'm 12.

 

Good for you?

*This is said with his tongue sticking out, and is therefore fairly incomprehensible.*

 

You disgust me. Why are we friends.

 

-She snaps her fingers and douses him with ice cold water.-

 

*WHY.*

*He's suddenly about half his size with all his fluff dripping wet.*

 

-She smirks meanly.-

Now you're clean.

 

What, may I ask, is your problem, small, intensely disturbed human?

 

I don't have a problem.

 

There were, I think, perhaps better ways to get your point across? Water is really loathsome to cats, you know.

[he looks just a little apprehensive about the possibility of getting watered]

 

*He furiously shakes himself, spraying anyone in the nearby area. Gotta get dry gotta get dry SO MUCH SOGGY FUR*

 

...fair. And I bet all that fur takes a while to dry.

-She snaps her fingers again and summons a nice warm sunning place for Tugger, at the least.-

 

And I suppose if I should find myself relaxing there, you would summon a rainstorm?

No.

 

I wouldn't.

-She frowns.-

 

Ugh!

[he looks sadly at his now ever-so-slightly-damp fur, and with an expression of intense concentration, the staticky sparkles briefly flare up until he's dry again]

You're lucky you didn't get me any wetter. I don't think I'd be able to get away without singing myself with any more water.

Precisely! His mane is, uh, certainly voluminous.

[well, if tugger isn't going to use it...misto situates himself comfortably in the sunning spot instead, and does the happy-squinty-cat-eyes thing]

 

Still no.

*He stalks off into a shadowy part of the rave, where his sulking is nearly audible.*

 

...I didn't mean to make him so mad...