Considering mylittlejamjar; canon is Psychic Academy; I am probably going to hell

[boovelkareceptorarba]

[First sign this bunny isn't normal: it's floating.]

[Second sign: it's telepathic.]

Well ain't dis a kick in da solid brass ones ya think ya sportin', tryin' to make me a muse. An' then ya gonna send me to a place full'a ponies, where dey use magic instead of auras?

Well, too late mendin' the fence after the sheep got out. Let's see if we can catch the sheep first. Try an' put a little polish on that turd ya call roleplaying. Ain't much in ya tank, but it might get ya a couple miles.

Comments

[hedonismbot]

My, arent you a strange creature. Telepathy, floating rabbits, magic ponies, sheep. How deliciously absurd.

[It takes one to know one, hedonismbot]

[boovelkareceptorarba]

Is dat a real robot?!

Well if dat don't beat all.

[hedonismbot]

Muaha. Now the floating rabbit is question my reality, how wonderful!

Tell me, are there more of you?

[boovelkareceptorarba]

More aura users? Tons. More every day. Auras're the wave of the future.

But more like me? Ain't never been and ain't never will. There's only one Master Boo.

[hedonismbot]

Then where do you come from, who created you? Who did those naughty things required to create a new life form? You know the ones I mean

[boovelkareceptorarba]

Uh. I'm a rabbit, quickgears. You know... da birds an' da bees, an' also da bunnies?

...den again, ya ARE a robot, maybe ya don't...

[hedonismbot]

Ah yes! Like humans you smash your organs together and make new ones from the juices. How scandalous! Perhaps you could demonstrate someday

[boovelkareceptorarba]

They got robot skirts where ya come from? Not sure I wanna put myself in their path either way, though. Probably about as snuggly as a toolbox full'a hammers.

[hedonismbot]

Of course! I have spent many a warm night snuggling with a box of hammers. And of course, various other activities.

[boovelkareceptorarba]

Bet dat sounded like a full can'a paint bein' mixed in a clothes dryer.