Seriously, who doesn’t love cats?

artisticparasaurolophus:

raz-the-spaz:

((Geeked out with a fellow Raz.

It has been a good night.))

((Geeked out with a fellow Raz.

It has been a good night.))

We’d better find out what’s causing this mix of dimentions. Soon, your dimension will crash into mine, and maybe some horrible plot device disaster will happen! But it doesn’t matter, because we’re Raz. We can always save the day.

My first inclination is naturally in the direction of evil scientist.

Call me biased.

tessie-the-only-only-only:

raz-the-spaz:

tessie-the-only-only-only:

Hey, no, come on, it’s ok. *hugs him again* You didn’t know. An’ I’m doin’ fine, really! I mighta got kinda, uh, chop happy when it first happened, but… I’m ok.

*Hugs her back*

I’m serious, Tess, it looks awesome.  I really like it.  And how’s this: if you want to talk about Zach, I’m right here.  If not, that’s cool too.

*smiles a little* Thanks, man. You’re awesome.

…

*noogies*

Yeah, I know I aaOOOOOOOOUUAAAAAAAAARGHHHHH TESS ONE DAY I AM GOING TO BE TALLER THAN YOU AND YOU WILL REGRET ALL OF THIS.

Okay Okay, maybe I’m out of my dimension. But it’s critical what dimension we’re in and who is in the wrong one. One thing’s for sure, that we will get nowhere if we brawl and probably look like idiots.

Let’s just go to the part where we settle our differences- if any- and work together.

Actually, we’d probably look really awesome.  Speaking of time travel movies, I’d see that one.  I’d be first in line, as would many other sensible people with excellent taste.  But moving on, yeah, we gotta figure out dimensions.  A single dimension can barely contain one Raz.  Imagine doubling the amount.  Yeesh.

It could be that neither of us is actually out of dimension.  Think about two tangent lines: they’re mostly separate, except for that little part where they touch.  Maybe we’re just in the little segment that’s touching.  Like the brackish part of where a river meets an ocean, forgetting the fact that the river’s actually just entering the ocean and also that’s a stupid metaphor but you get it.

Yeeaaaahhh… I think fighting will get us nowhere. I’d say let her pick, or maybe try to return you to your proper dimension. Fighting for Lili is one thing, but with two of us there might cause some dimensional rift.

We should know, we’ve watched so many Time Travel movies it’s not even funny. Now we just need a plan of some sort…

Woah, woah, woah.  MY proper dimension?  ’Cause that’s right here.  I think you mean YOUR —

…wait.  This is the part where the dashing protagonist realizes that his enemy is himself.  That means the next part is figuring out that he’s actually not his own enemy and that by working together they can fix things and save and/or get the girl.  

zehypocriticaloath:

raz-the-spaz replied to your post: raz-the-spaz replied to your post: raz-the-spaz…

I was about to just call you a hypocrite and be done with it, but my special agent training informs me something’s not right. You okay, Doctor Aldy?

Does a raven caw?

Yes?  And it’s also like a writing desk somehow?

tessie-the-only-only-only:

raz-the-spaz:

tessie-the-only-only-only:

raz-the-spaz:

tessie-the-only-only-only:

Wh-nobody! Nobody, I promise, it’s nothin’, ok? It was just gettin’ in th’ way, you know? It’s like, you gotta ponytail, some assholes think it’s an an invitation ta yank on it durin’ battle. An’ don’t even get me stahted

on when it usta catch on fire…

Oh god Tess, that sounds awful.  Euuugh.  I can understand that part.  But c’mon, you can’t fool me.  I’m a trained agent.  This is my job.

Not really.  But I can pretend it is.

Come on, Raz, really? Don’t make me talk about it man, it’s so dumb… *huffs and rubs her face* …Zach’s gone. Th’ Administration transferred him, dunno wheah. He’s… it’s been almost a month now… *shakes her head* Told ya it was dumb…

I’m sorry.  I’ll drop it.  I didn’t mean to, y’know, upset you.  I’m really sorry.

Hey, no, come on, it’s ok. *hugs him again* You didn’t know. An’ I’m doin’ fine, really! I mighta got kinda, uh, chop happy when it first happened, but… I’m ok.

*Hugs her back*

I’m serious, Tess, it looks awesome.  I really like it.  And how’s this: if you want to talk about Zach, I’m right here.  If not, that’s cool too.

Well “Dragon your ass out of here” was awesome. I think we can agree on that. Wait. We do agree on that. … What do you mean? Bringing her the news that she suddenly has two boyfriends or the dating part? Because either way I have no idea.

The first step is definitely to fight the urge to deck each other, because since you’re me you’re thinking about it too.  I’m not coming up with any good solutions, but that’s definitely a bad one.

And yeah, “dragon your ass” was probably our best work.