[Video] 20th Time Loop

[urnewkingbitch]

[The comm clatters to the floor, giving everyone a good look of taloned, crow-like feet, but more suited to a human's body. There's indistinct muttering as more talons close around the device, and when they're out of the way...well, it's surprisingly Dave. But instead of his usual cleaner look, he's much more unkempt and without his usual Ben Stiller sunglasses. Also, his face is a little more bird-like. Enjoy seeing his red eyes all the time!

Another huge difference is also the black crow wings that are attached to his back.

Yes, please welcome Runawaystuck AU Dave!]

Can't they make these easier to handle for people with fuckin' claws and shit? [He snorted.] Nah, that'd be too nice of 'em.

Anyway, it's been almost two weeks of back-to-back bullshit, and now the smell of death is comin' from the mirror-side, which is pretty balled up from where I'm standin'. What is this, the end of the world, Wonderland style? Might've just jinxed us with that one. Oh, well.

[He's kind of feeling awkward after the whole...Shadow Dave thing.]

So, any of you older "veterans" know what the hell's goin' on? Or are we all just poor little bunnies in this?

Comments

[urnewkingbitch]

And I was a crow. That was a helluva lot more fun than I thought it'd be.

[There's a wicked smile as he remembers scaring the piss out of Quincy. It goes away as he decides to broach the subject that Joan is avoiding.]

Before that we were adults. [Dave tilts his head.] Do you regret it?

[hamburellakind]

Quincy's gonna have nightmares...

[Joan blushes and looks down, shrugging a little.]

No. I don't. I'm just...

[She lifts her hands to her face, sighing.]

It feels weird knowing it happened and now we can't...can't do that again...

I'm not a perv, okay, so don't start.

[urnewkingbitch]

I'd do it again if given the choice.

[Dave shrugs back.]

Nothin' wrong about that. When we're both 16 I don't see why we should hold back. I wouldn't call it bein' a perv. More like...you got a taste of somethin', and now you can't do it again to really enjoy it, right?

[hamburellakind]

[She nods, still blushing.]

I've n...never been that...

[Close to someone? Open with someone?]

Just. It was a lot of firsts.

[urnewkingbitch]

That's somethin' we can both agree on, I think.

[hamburellakind]

[Joan bites her lip.]

Is it weird that I feel worse about it now that you're a furry?

[urnewkingbitch]

[This face.]

[hamburellakind]

...What?

[urnewkingbitch]

I'm not a furry. This is all real, chica.

[hamburellakind]

Well-- I mean, it's-- oh, I see what you did there.

[She sways her hips a little, disturbed by the way she doesn't have a penis.]

[urnewkingbitch]

What did I do there?

[So much innocence. Don't believe the lies]

[hamburellakind]

[...Blush.]

W-- well, I'm really a girl right now too. That's what you meant, right?

[urnewkingbitch]

Yep. About as real as your tits.

[Dave would emphasize it, but he's preeeeetty sure he'd get smacked for that one.]

[hamburellakind]

[Joan crosses her arms across her chest, glaring.]

Not cool!

[urnewkingbitch]

What? They're lovely.

[hamburellakind]

They're. Flesh orbs.

[She looks down at them, not sure how to feel.]

[urnewkingbitch]

Nothin' wrong with 'em. And you could say the same thing about a guy's balls.

[hamburellakind]

[...]

Ew.

[urnewkingbitch]

[ :Db ]

Not what you said when we were adults.

[hamburellakind]

[Joan makes a high pitched squealing noise and hides in her hands.]

Shoosh!

[urnewkingbitch]

Should I tone down the vulgar language, my lady?

[Of course he's enjoying this!]

[hamburellakind]

Don't make me smack you, you jerk!

[urnewkingbitch]

Love you, too, shit.

[hamburellakind]

[Groan.]

But I'm not me right now!

[urnewkingbitch]

Just 'cause you got estrogen, tits, and a pussy doesn't mean you aren't you. Girl, guy, whatever, I'd still love you.