Heph's thread
- Locked by Hephaestuschild on Dec 10, '20 10:57amReason: Making New Official Thread
Thread Topic: Heph's thread
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*fluffs wings up nervously*
Strangers who are you? -
Mew.
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A-aww, jeez, Rick, I thought when mom and dad got upset about that alien prisoner you had in the hatch under the garage you might have, I-I don't know, learned to ask people before you- you- you know, just build stuff in people's business, Rick, without asking. It's like, you don't want people in your business, Rick, you gotta respect other peoples' business.
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Thanks for asking first, then.:P
Good job son.
Woof -
Dipper: I'm fine, don't worry about it.
Mabel: *talking around a mouthful of chocolate*
I'm Mabel, friend!
*wipes hands on sweater before extending one to Feng for a handshake* -
You sure? It's no trouble.
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*shakes Mabel's hand, relaxing a bit*
I'm Feng, it's nice to meet you. -
*mumbles as if answering Feng but doesn't actually say anything to him*
Oh my god. If people always asked before they did things, the United States you're living in wouldn't even exist, Heph. Okay? Your entire country wouldn't exist, and by extension, neither would you. This whole place would just be a big mess of indians, you know, running all around, riding all around on their horses with their feathers and everything. So- so think about that next time you wanna b---- about a guy building a lab. For science, no less, which is productive. -
So now we have three scientists loitering in our manor?
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Dipper: No, I'm fine. Thanks, though.
*keeps quiet and lets Mabel do her socializing*
*wanders curiously over toward Rick*
Mabel: Nice to meet you too, Feng.
*sucks in a surprised breath*
And OH. OH MY GOSH YOU HAVE WINGS. CAN I TOUCH THEM?
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I don't live in the "United States", Rick.
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*notices Dipper creeping closer, rolls eyes and ignores*
I don't know about that, Feng. What other people call science, I call child's play for pissbabies. Science is- it's a lot more complex than a lot of these intellectual types like to think.
MOOOrty, find me a screwdriver. -
Oh, well excUUse me, Heph, but my statement stands no matter where you are. Society everywhere was built around not asking people before you do your s---.
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Sure.
*allows her to touch the black feathers, which requires his concentration because they like to revert to shadows*
If you say so, sir. -
Fair enough.
*pulls out another box of chocolate and goes to sit at window seat*
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