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Look, can you help me or not? I'm trying to get out of here!

"Wha- Yknow, yeah, I can help you out. Where you trying to go? I might be able to dimension door you if you do your druid thing." Brink explains, pinching the bridge of his nose and pushing up his glasses, "I don't even want to know what you did with those stupid anons this time.." He whispers under his breath.

I'm trying to get back home. Thanks for your help.

Brink closes his eyes for a moment and casts dimension door, opening a door to the infinight headquarters, "can't take you if you don't get to my size though, can't get 8 feet of firbolg through the door." He explains, motioning with his hands for Mudd to make himself smaller.

*He squints through the portal.* Where is that?

"It's the infinight headquarters? In boulderay? I thought that's where you infinut-cases stayed." Brink looks a bit frustrated, "where do you stay if not there, I haven't exactly noted where you live, bud."

Nevermind- Just. Help me get away from them please. *points to Bart and Kyborg*

"Ookay, yeah, I can take you to the tavern in Boulderay until you get yourself figured out. But, I think it's in your best interest to stick around, it would be stupid to leave without knowing why you can't remember getting here. Plus Hopps deals with enough morons she doesn't need you hanging around the tavern too." Brink explains, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, "Don't you remember travelin with those losers?" He motions towards Bart and Kyborg

Don't tell me you also think I should know them. *Mudd rolls his eyes.*

"Damn I wish it was me who forgot about these nerds..." Brink whispers and shakes his head, "I don't think you should know them, I know you should. You and those idiots have been adventuring together for like a while, you got that hair cut when you were out of Boulderay and that stupid badger, do you remember that?"

*He squints at Brink.* "I don't remember any of that, and I'm just trying to get home."

"Well I'm assuming your home is rather far... Gods, I didn't expect to be a babysitter today." Brink claps his hands together and huffs, "okay, maybe there's a cure for this. Do you remember what you were last doing, were you hit on the head or something? Maybe one of your pals can cast a healing spell on your head."

Last I remember I was in my bed, trying to sleep. I don't suppose I could've hit my head so hard I hallucinated all this?

"That's ridiculous, no. You're not hallucinating. Does your head hurt at all? Any marks or wounds? Maybe I should ask your friends, you were with the short guy and the stupid elf, right?"

Apparently, they keep trying to convince me we are heroes or something? Anyways, I don't feel hurt.

"Yeah, heros..." Brink rolls his eyes and mutters. He nods and looks around, "You are considered a hero, you and those idiots, plus another idiot I haven't seen in a while, are heros to a lot of people. Some however are quickly realizing you're not very good at protecting yourselves." He half-grumbles before dragging Mudd off to find Bart or Kyborg.

// @askbartanything @askingkyborg

// ooc srry if tagging y'all is annoying I was trying to avoid bothering y'all but I rlly don't think Brink can do much since he doesn't know what happened also srry for ooc I'm very very anxious

Mudd? Why were you hanging out with Brink? You guys aren’t even friends. *Bart looked a little confused* Brink whatever he’s told you it’s because someone screwed up his memory again. Sorry if he bothered you.

((Ur good dude it’s fine interacting with the other ask blogs is fun -Vee))

Well I thought he was going to help me, but apparently not.

*Bart grabs Mudd’s arms* Mudd. We’re friends! Your memory got jumbled up.. again.. but this time it was by some magic anon! How much do you remember?

I remember being home in my bed. I don't remember you guys.

Alright.. what do you remember about home? Anything really! Your parents.. your- *Bart hesitated* your brother, your mentor?

I'm an only child, what are you talking about?

Huh.. thought that would’ve been part of your memories.. *Bart shrugged* Well doesn’t matter! Your brother was fake anyways! Less trauma for you I guess? Just- what’s going on in the witherveins that you remember?

What? What are you talking about? *He starts backing away.*

Look- we’ve been through a lot! It doesn’t matter right now. What matters is getting your memories back since they’ve clearly been messed with. Again.

I just want to go home to my nice comfy bed.

“Look- I get that. But you have a nice comfy bed at infinight HQ! So- we can go there and talk after you’ve rested!” *Bart seems like he’s trying to keep up a friendly persona. In all actuality, he’s a bit frustrated that Mudd can’t remember anything. Not “I can’t tune my lute” frustrated, But he was frustrated.*

*He seems to be considering it, weighing his options* Do you know how far away Witherveins is?

Uhm.. *he paused to think for a moment* Not really, no. *he shook his head* Not walking distance if that’s what you’re thinking. I mean- It took us a while on the brambleboat.

*He decides.* Alright, I guess I'll stay here a day or two until I can travel back.

Great- that’s great! *He said with a friendly smile. He turned around though and mumbled to himself* “Two days to get you back to normal..”

Sorry, I didn't hear that? What did you say?

What? Nothing! It’s not important. *Bart shrugs it off*

Okay. Is there somewhere for me to stay until I can make the journey back home?

Yeah! You have a room here that you designed yourself actually. You want me to take you to it since- yknow- I don’t think that you’d remember how to get there. *he chuckles a little bit to make it sound like a joke*

Alright... Why would I have a room here? *He mutters to himself.*

*Bart doesn’t catch Mudd’s question* Alright then, to infinight HQ! Follow me! *Bart starts to walk off*

*kyborg notices you taking him back to HQ, and walks beside you. He tries very actively not to make eye contact with mudd* yeah.. your room is the one by the stage room. Its nice, i mean, it smells like grass? So...thats a pretty good thing! Well, i mean, of course it is, you made it! Well, you dont know you made it, but you did.

Oh, hey Kyborg. Anyways, Mudd, you have a badger! Isn’t that cool? Uh so you might have a badger in your room! *Bart points little finger guns at Mudd*

#tales from the stinky dragon #tftsd mudd #tftsd #askmuddanything #stinky dragon pod #mudd tftsd #askbartanything!#askingkyborgtxt

//SORRY ITS BEEN FOREVER

Is that the badger he gave me? *Points towards Kyborg.*

hey uh.. sir. *that same tall elf as before gently slinks up to you, looking uncomfortable.* i uh.. i have something for ya. *he sets a badger infront of you* his names gumbo, and hes your pet, you just dont remember that. But he really really loves you. O-okay?

Alright. *To the badger* Hello, uh. Gumbo?

#tales from the stinky dragon #tftsd mudd #tftsd #askmuddanything #stinky dragon pod #mudd tftsd #askingkyborgtxt #kyborg

Hey, some guy is trying to prevent me from leaving, can you help me? I'm asking you because you seem to be already known to the elf guy.

// from @askmuddanything

"Mudd? Who's trying to stop you, where are you going?" Brink eyes for anyone suspicous, giving a confused look to Mudd when he only sees Mudd's friends, "You okay, pal?"

// @askmuddanything

Look, can you help me or not? I'm trying to get out of here!

"Wha- Yknow, yeah, I can help you out. Where you trying to go? I might be able to dimension door you if you do your druid thing." Brink explains, pinching the bridge of his nose and pushing up his glasses, "I don't even want to know what you did with those stupid anons this time.." He whispers under his breath.

I'm trying to get back home. Thanks for your help.

Brink closes his eyes for a moment and casts dimension door, opening a door to the infinight headquarters, "can't take you if you don't get to my size though, can't get 8 feet of firbolg through the door." He explains, motioning with his hands for Mudd to make himself smaller.

*He squints through the portal.* Where is that?

"It's the infinight headquarters? In boulderay? I thought that's where you infinut-cases stayed." Brink looks a bit frustrated, "where do you stay if not there, I haven't exactly noted where you live, bud."

Nevermind- Just. Help me get away from them please. *points to Bart and Kyborg*

"Ookay, yeah, I can take you to the tavern in Boulderay until you get yourself figured out. But, I think it's in your best interest to stick around, it would be stupid to leave without knowing why you can't remember getting here. Plus Hopps deals with enough morons she doesn't need you hanging around the tavern too." Brink explains, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, "Don't you remember travelin with those losers?" He motions towards Bart and Kyborg

Don't tell me you also think I should know them. *Mudd rolls his eyes.*

"Damn I wish it was me who forgot about these nerds..." Brink whispers and shakes his head, "I don't think you should know them, I know you should. You and those idiots have been adventuring together for like a while, you got that hair cut when you were out of Boulderay and that stupid badger, do you remember that?"

*He squints at Brink.* "I don't remember any of that, and I'm just trying to get home."

"Well I'm assuming your home is rather far... Gods, I didn't expect to be a babysitter today." Brink claps his hands together and huffs, "okay, maybe there's a cure for this. Do you remember what you were last doing, were you hit on the head or something? Maybe one of your pals can cast a healing spell on your head."

Last I remember I was in my bed, trying to sleep. I don't suppose I could've hit my head so hard I hallucinated all this?

"That's ridiculous, no. You're not hallucinating. Does your head hurt at all? Any marks or wounds? Maybe I should ask your friends, you were with the short guy and the stupid elf, right?"

Apparently, they keep trying to convince me we are heroes or something? Anyways, I don't feel hurt.

"Yeah, heros..." Brink rolls his eyes and mutters. He nods and looks around, "You are considered a hero, you and those idiots, plus another idiot I haven't seen in a while, are heros to a lot of people. Some however are quickly realizing you're not very good at protecting yourselves." He half-grumbles before dragging Mudd off to find Bart or Kyborg.

// @askbartanything @askingkyborg

// ooc srry if tagging y'all is annoying I was trying to avoid bothering y'all but I rlly don't think Brink can do much since he doesn't know what happened also srry for ooc I'm very very anxious

Mudd? Why were you hanging out with Brink? You guys aren’t even friends. *Bart looked a little confused* Brink whatever he’s told you it’s because someone screwed up his memory again. Sorry if he bothered you.

((Ur good dude it’s fine interacting with the other ask blogs is fun -Vee))

Well I thought he was going to help me, but apparently not.

*Bart grabs Mudd’s arms* Mudd. We’re friends! Your memory got jumbled up.. again.. but this time it was by some magic anon! How much do you remember?

I remember being home in my bed. I don't remember you guys.

Alright.. what do you remember about home? Anything really! Your parents.. your- *Bart hesitated* your brother, your mentor?

I'm an only child, what are you talking about?

Huh.. thought that would’ve been part of your memories.. *Bart shrugged* Well doesn’t matter! Your brother was fake anyways! Less trauma for you I guess? Just- what’s going on in the witherveins that you remember?

What? What are you talking about? *He starts backing away.*

Look- we’ve been through a lot! It doesn’t matter right now. What matters is getting your memories back since they’ve clearly been messed with. Again.

I just want to go home to my nice comfy bed.

“Look- I get that. But you have a nice comfy bed at infinight HQ! So- we can go there and talk after you’ve rested!” *Bart seems like he’s trying to keep up a friendly persona. In all actuality, he’s a bit frustrated that Mudd can’t remember anything. Not “I can’t tune my lute” frustrated, But he was frustrated.*

*He seems to be considering it, weighing his options* Do you know how far away Witherveins is?

Uhm.. *he paused to think for a moment* Not really, no. *he shook his head* Not walking distance if that’s what you’re thinking. I mean- It took us a while on the brambleboat.

*He decides.* Alright, I guess I'll stay here a day or two until I can travel back.

Great- that’s great! *He said with a friendly smile. He turned around though and mumbled to himself* “Two days to get you back to normal..”

Sorry, I didn't hear that? What did you say?

What? Nothing! It’s not important. *Bart shrugs it off*

Okay. Is there somewhere for me to stay until I can make the journey back home?

Yeah! You have a room here that you designed yourself actually. You want me to take you to it since- yknow- I don’t think that you’d remember how to get there. *he chuckles a little bit to make it sound like a joke*

#tales from the stinky dragon #tftsd mudd #tftsd #askmuddanything #stinky dragon pod #mudd tftsd #askbartanything!

Alright... Why would I have a room here? *He mutters to himself.*

Hey, some guy is trying to prevent me from leaving, can you help me? I'm asking you because you seem to be already known to the elf guy.

// from @askmuddanything

"Mudd? Who's trying to stop you, where are you going?" Brink eyes for anyone suspicous, giving a confused look to Mudd when he only sees Mudd's friends, "You okay, pal?"

// @askmuddanything

Look, can you help me or not? I'm trying to get out of here!

"Wha- Yknow, yeah, I can help you out. Where you trying to go? I might be able to dimension door you if you do your druid thing." Brink explains, pinching the bridge of his nose and pushing up his glasses, "I don't even want to know what you did with those stupid anons this time.." He whispers under his breath.

I'm trying to get back home. Thanks for your help.

Brink closes his eyes for a moment and casts dimension door, opening a door to the infinight headquarters, "can't take you if you don't get to my size though, can't get 8 feet of firbolg through the door." He explains, motioning with his hands for Mudd to make himself smaller.

*He squints through the portal.* Where is that?

"It's the infinight headquarters? In boulderay? I thought that's where you infinut-cases stayed." Brink looks a bit frustrated, "where do you stay if not there, I haven't exactly noted where you live, bud."

Nevermind- Just. Help me get away from them please. *points to Bart and Kyborg*

"Ookay, yeah, I can take you to the tavern in Boulderay until you get yourself figured out. But, I think it's in your best interest to stick around, it would be stupid to leave without knowing why you can't remember getting here. Plus Hopps deals with enough morons she doesn't need you hanging around the tavern too." Brink explains, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, "Don't you remember travelin with those losers?" He motions towards Bart and Kyborg

Don't tell me you also think I should know them. *Mudd rolls his eyes.*

"Damn I wish it was me who forgot about these nerds..." Brink whispers and shakes his head, "I don't think you should know them, I know you should. You and those idiots have been adventuring together for like a while, you got that hair cut when you were out of Boulderay and that stupid badger, do you remember that?"

*He squints at Brink.* "I don't remember any of that, and I'm just trying to get home."

"Well I'm assuming your home is rather far... Gods, I didn't expect to be a babysitter today." Brink claps his hands together and huffs, "okay, maybe there's a cure for this. Do you remember what you were last doing, were you hit on the head or something? Maybe one of your pals can cast a healing spell on your head."

Last I remember I was in my bed, trying to sleep. I don't suppose I could've hit my head so hard I hallucinated all this?

"That's ridiculous, no. You're not hallucinating. Does your head hurt at all? Any marks or wounds? Maybe I should ask your friends, you were with the short guy and the stupid elf, right?"

Apparently, they keep trying to convince me we are heroes or something? Anyways, I don't feel hurt.

"Yeah, heros..." Brink rolls his eyes and mutters. He nods and looks around, "You are considered a hero, you and those idiots, plus another idiot I haven't seen in a while, are heros to a lot of people. Some however are quickly realizing you're not very good at protecting yourselves." He half-grumbles before dragging Mudd off to find Bart or Kyborg.

// @askbartanything @askingkyborg

// ooc srry if tagging y'all is annoying I was trying to avoid bothering y'all but I rlly don't think Brink can do much since he doesn't know what happened also srry for ooc I'm very very anxious

Mudd? Why were you hanging out with Brink? You guys aren’t even friends. *Bart looked a little confused* Brink whatever he’s told you it’s because someone screwed up his memory again. Sorry if he bothered you.

((Ur good dude it’s fine interacting with the other ask blogs is fun -Vee))

Well I thought he was going to help me, but apparently not.

*Bart grabs Mudd’s arms* Mudd. We’re friends! Your memory got jumbled up.. again.. but this time it was by some magic anon! How much do you remember?

I remember being home in my bed. I don't remember you guys.

Alright.. what do you remember about home? Anything really! Your parents.. your- *Bart hesitated* your brother, your mentor?

I'm an only child, what are you talking about?

Huh.. thought that would’ve been part of your memories.. *Bart shrugged* Well doesn’t matter! Your brother was fake anyways! Less trauma for you I guess? Just- what’s going on in the witherveins that you remember?

What? What are you talking about? *He starts backing away.*

Look- we’ve been through a lot! It doesn’t matter right now. What matters is getting your memories back since they’ve clearly been messed with. Again.

I just want to go home to my nice comfy bed.

“Look- I get that. But you have a nice comfy bed at infinight HQ! So- we can go there and talk after you’ve rested!” *Bart seems like he’s trying to keep up a friendly persona. In all actuality, he’s a bit frustrated that Mudd can’t remember anything. Not “I can’t tune my lute” frustrated, But he was frustrated.*

*He seems to be considering it, weighing his options* Do you know how far away Witherveins is?

Uhm.. *he paused to think for a moment* Not really, no. *he shook his head* Not walking distance if that’s what you’re thinking. I mean- It took us a while on the brambleboat.

*He decides.* Alright, I guess I'll stay here a day or two until I can travel back.

Great- that’s great! *He said with a friendly smile. He turned around though and mumbled to himself* “Two days to get you back to normal..”

Sorry, I didn't hear that? What did you say?

What? Nothing! It’s not important. *Bart shrugs it off*

#tales from the stinky dragon #tftsd mudd #tftsd #askmuddanything #stinky dragon pod #mudd tftsd #askbartanything!

Okay. Is there somewhere for me to stay until I can make the journey back home?

Hey, some guy is trying to prevent me from leaving, can you help me? I'm asking you because you seem to be already known to the elf guy.

// from @askmuddanything

"Mudd? Who's trying to stop you, where are you going?" Brink eyes for anyone suspicous, giving a confused look to Mudd when he only sees Mudd's friends, "You okay, pal?"

// @askmuddanything

Look, can you help me or not? I'm trying to get out of here!

"Wha- Yknow, yeah, I can help you out. Where you trying to go? I might be able to dimension door you if you do your druid thing." Brink explains, pinching the bridge of his nose and pushing up his glasses, "I don't even want to know what you did with those stupid anons this time.." He whispers under his breath.

I'm trying to get back home. Thanks for your help.

Brink closes his eyes for a moment and casts dimension door, opening a door to the infinight headquarters, "can't take you if you don't get to my size though, can't get 8 feet of firbolg through the door." He explains, motioning with his hands for Mudd to make himself smaller.

*He squints through the portal.* Where is that?

"It's the infinight headquarters? In boulderay? I thought that's where you infinut-cases stayed." Brink looks a bit frustrated, "where do you stay if not there, I haven't exactly noted where you live, bud."

Nevermind- Just. Help me get away from them please. *points to Bart and Kyborg*

"Ookay, yeah, I can take you to the tavern in Boulderay until you get yourself figured out. But, I think it's in your best interest to stick around, it would be stupid to leave without knowing why you can't remember getting here. Plus Hopps deals with enough morons she doesn't need you hanging around the tavern too." Brink explains, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, "Don't you remember travelin with those losers?" He motions towards Bart and Kyborg

Don't tell me you also think I should know them. *Mudd rolls his eyes.*

"Damn I wish it was me who forgot about these nerds..." Brink whispers and shakes his head, "I don't think you should know them, I know you should. You and those idiots have been adventuring together for like a while, you got that hair cut when you were out of Boulderay and that stupid badger, do you remember that?"

*He squints at Brink.* "I don't remember any of that, and I'm just trying to get home."

"Well I'm assuming your home is rather far... Gods, I didn't expect to be a babysitter today." Brink claps his hands together and huffs, "okay, maybe there's a cure for this. Do you remember what you were last doing, were you hit on the head or something? Maybe one of your pals can cast a healing spell on your head."

Last I remember I was in my bed, trying to sleep. I don't suppose I could've hit my head so hard I hallucinated all this?

"That's ridiculous, no. You're not hallucinating. Does your head hurt at all? Any marks or wounds? Maybe I should ask your friends, you were with the short guy and the stupid elf, right?"

Apparently, they keep trying to convince me we are heroes or something? Anyways, I don't feel hurt.

"Yeah, heros..." Brink rolls his eyes and mutters. He nods and looks around, "You are considered a hero, you and those idiots, plus another idiot I haven't seen in a while, are heros to a lot of people. Some however are quickly realizing you're not very good at protecting yourselves." He half-grumbles before dragging Mudd off to find Bart or Kyborg.

// @askbartanything @askingkyborg

// ooc srry if tagging y'all is annoying I was trying to avoid bothering y'all but I rlly don't think Brink can do much since he doesn't know what happened also srry for ooc I'm very very anxious

Mudd? Why were you hanging out with Brink? You guys aren’t even friends. *Bart looked a little confused* Brink whatever he’s told you it’s because someone screwed up his memory again. Sorry if he bothered you.

((Ur good dude it’s fine interacting with the other ask blogs is fun -Vee))

Well I thought he was going to help me, but apparently not.

*Bart grabs Mudd’s arms* Mudd. We’re friends! Your memory got jumbled up.. again.. but this time it was by some magic anon! How much do you remember?

I remember being home in my bed. I don't remember you guys.

Alright.. what do you remember about home? Anything really! Your parents.. your- *Bart hesitated* your brother, your mentor?

I'm an only child, what are you talking about?

Huh.. thought that would’ve been part of your memories.. *Bart shrugged* Well doesn’t matter! Your brother was fake anyways! Less trauma for you I guess? Just- what’s going on in the witherveins that you remember?

What? What are you talking about? *He starts backing away.*

Look- we’ve been through a lot! It doesn’t matter right now. What matters is getting your memories back since they’ve clearly been messed with. Again.

I just want to go home to my nice comfy bed.

“Look- I get that. But you have a nice comfy bed at infinight HQ! So- we can go there and talk after you’ve rested!” *Bart seems like he’s trying to keep up a friendly persona. In all actuality, he’s a bit frustrated that Mudd can’t remember anything. Not “I can’t tune my lute” frustrated, But he was frustrated.*

*He seems to be considering it, weighing his options* Do you know how far away Witherveins is?

Uhm.. *he paused to think for a moment* Not really, no. *he shook his head* Not walking distance if that’s what you’re thinking. I mean- It took us a while on the brambleboat.

*He decides.* Alright, I guess I'll stay here a day or two until I can travel back.

Great- that’s great! *He said with a friendly smile. He turned around though and mumbled to himself* “Two days to get you back to normal..”

#tales from the stinky dragon #tftsd mudd #tftsd #askmuddanything #stinky dragon pod #mudd tftsd #askbartanything!

Sorry, I didn't hear that? What did you say?

Hey, some guy is trying to prevent me from leaving, can you help me? I'm asking you because you seem to be already known to the elf guy.

// from @askmuddanything

"Mudd? Who's trying to stop you, where are you going?" Brink eyes for anyone suspicous, giving a confused look to Mudd when he only sees Mudd's friends, "You okay, pal?"

// @askmuddanything

Look, can you help me or not? I'm trying to get out of here!

"Wha- Yknow, yeah, I can help you out. Where you trying to go? I might be able to dimension door you if you do your druid thing." Brink explains, pinching the bridge of his nose and pushing up his glasses, "I don't even want to know what you did with those stupid anons this time.." He whispers under his breath.

I'm trying to get back home. Thanks for your help.

Brink closes his eyes for a moment and casts dimension door, opening a door to the infinight headquarters, "can't take you if you don't get to my size though, can't get 8 feet of firbolg through the door." He explains, motioning with his hands for Mudd to make himself smaller.

*He squints through the portal.* Where is that?

"It's the infinight headquarters? In boulderay? I thought that's where you infinut-cases stayed." Brink looks a bit frustrated, "where do you stay if not there, I haven't exactly noted where you live, bud."

Nevermind- Just. Help me get away from them please. *points to Bart and Kyborg*

"Ookay, yeah, I can take you to the tavern in Boulderay until you get yourself figured out. But, I think it's in your best interest to stick around, it would be stupid to leave without knowing why you can't remember getting here. Plus Hopps deals with enough morons she doesn't need you hanging around the tavern too." Brink explains, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, "Don't you remember travelin with those losers?" He motions towards Bart and Kyborg

Don't tell me you also think I should know them. *Mudd rolls his eyes.*

"Damn I wish it was me who forgot about these nerds..." Brink whispers and shakes his head, "I don't think you should know them, I know you should. You and those idiots have been adventuring together for like a while, you got that hair cut when you were out of Boulderay and that stupid badger, do you remember that?"

*He squints at Brink.* "I don't remember any of that, and I'm just trying to get home."

"Well I'm assuming your home is rather far... Gods, I didn't expect to be a babysitter today." Brink claps his hands together and huffs, "okay, maybe there's a cure for this. Do you remember what you were last doing, were you hit on the head or something? Maybe one of your pals can cast a healing spell on your head."

Last I remember I was in my bed, trying to sleep. I don't suppose I could've hit my head so hard I hallucinated all this?

"That's ridiculous, no. You're not hallucinating. Does your head hurt at all? Any marks or wounds? Maybe I should ask your friends, you were with the short guy and the stupid elf, right?"

Apparently, they keep trying to convince me we are heroes or something? Anyways, I don't feel hurt.

"Yeah, heros..." Brink rolls his eyes and mutters. He nods and looks around, "You are considered a hero, you and those idiots, plus another idiot I haven't seen in a while, are heros to a lot of people. Some however are quickly realizing you're not very good at protecting yourselves." He half-grumbles before dragging Mudd off to find Bart or Kyborg.

// @askbartanything @askingkyborg

// ooc srry if tagging y'all is annoying I was trying to avoid bothering y'all but I rlly don't think Brink can do much since he doesn't know what happened also srry for ooc I'm very very anxious

Mudd? Why were you hanging out with Brink? You guys aren’t even friends. *Bart looked a little confused* Brink whatever he’s told you it’s because someone screwed up his memory again. Sorry if he bothered you.

((Ur good dude it’s fine interacting with the other ask blogs is fun -Vee))

Well I thought he was going to help me, but apparently not.

*Bart grabs Mudd’s arms* Mudd. We’re friends! Your memory got jumbled up.. again.. but this time it was by some magic anon! How much do you remember?

I remember being home in my bed. I don't remember you guys.

Alright.. what do you remember about home? Anything really! Your parents.. your- *Bart hesitated* your brother, your mentor?

I'm an only child, what are you talking about?

Huh.. thought that would’ve been part of your memories.. *Bart shrugged* Well doesn’t matter! Your brother was fake anyways! Less trauma for you I guess? Just- what’s going on in the witherveins that you remember?

What? What are you talking about? *He starts backing away.*

Look- we’ve been through a lot! It doesn’t matter right now. What matters is getting your memories back since they’ve clearly been messed with. Again.

I just want to go home to my nice comfy bed.

“Look- I get that. But you have a nice comfy bed at infinight HQ! So- we can go there and talk after you’ve rested!” *Bart seems like he’s trying to keep up a friendly persona. In all actuality, he’s a bit frustrated that Mudd can’t remember anything. Not “I can’t tune my lute” frustrated, But he was frustrated.*

*He seems to be considering it, weighing his options* Do you know how far away Witherveins is?

Uhm.. *he paused to think for a moment* Not really, no. *he shook his head* Not walking distance if that’s what you’re thinking. I mean- It took us a while on the brambleboat.

#tales from the stinky dragon #tftsd mudd #tftsd #askmuddanything #stinky dragon pod #mudd tftsd #askbartanything!#askingkyborgtxt

*He decides.* Alright, I guess I'll stay here a day or two until I can travel back.

Hey, some guy is trying to prevent me from leaving, can you help me? I'm asking you because you seem to be already known to the elf guy.

// from @askmuddanything

"Mudd? Who's trying to stop you, where are you going?" Brink eyes for anyone suspicous, giving a confused look to Mudd when he only sees Mudd's friends, "You okay, pal?"

// @askmuddanything

Look, can you help me or not? I'm trying to get out of here!

"Wha- Yknow, yeah, I can help you out. Where you trying to go? I might be able to dimension door you if you do your druid thing." Brink explains, pinching the bridge of his nose and pushing up his glasses, "I don't even want to know what you did with those stupid anons this time.." He whispers under his breath.

I'm trying to get back home. Thanks for your help.

Brink closes his eyes for a moment and casts dimension door, opening a door to the infinight headquarters, "can't take you if you don't get to my size though, can't get 8 feet of firbolg through the door." He explains, motioning with his hands for Mudd to make himself smaller.

*He squints through the portal.* Where is that?

"It's the infinight headquarters? In boulderay? I thought that's where you infinut-cases stayed." Brink looks a bit frustrated, "where do you stay if not there, I haven't exactly noted where you live, bud."

Nevermind- Just. Help me get away from them please. *points to Bart and Kyborg*

"Ookay, yeah, I can take you to the tavern in Boulderay until you get yourself figured out. But, I think it's in your best interest to stick around, it would be stupid to leave without knowing why you can't remember getting here. Plus Hopps deals with enough morons she doesn't need you hanging around the tavern too." Brink explains, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, "Don't you remember travelin with those losers?" He motions towards Bart and Kyborg

Don't tell me you also think I should know them. *Mudd rolls his eyes.*

"Damn I wish it was me who forgot about these nerds..." Brink whispers and shakes his head, "I don't think you should know them, I know you should. You and those idiots have been adventuring together for like a while, you got that hair cut when you were out of Boulderay and that stupid badger, do you remember that?"

*He squints at Brink.* "I don't remember any of that, and I'm just trying to get home."

"Well I'm assuming your home is rather far... Gods, I didn't expect to be a babysitter today." Brink claps his hands together and huffs, "okay, maybe there's a cure for this. Do you remember what you were last doing, were you hit on the head or something? Maybe one of your pals can cast a healing spell on your head."

Last I remember I was in my bed, trying to sleep. I don't suppose I could've hit my head so hard I hallucinated all this?

"That's ridiculous, no. You're not hallucinating. Does your head hurt at all? Any marks or wounds? Maybe I should ask your friends, you were with the short guy and the stupid elf, right?"

Apparently, they keep trying to convince me we are heroes or something? Anyways, I don't feel hurt.

"Yeah, heros..." Brink rolls his eyes and mutters. He nods and looks around, "You are considered a hero, you and those idiots, plus another idiot I haven't seen in a while, are heros to a lot of people. Some however are quickly realizing you're not very good at protecting yourselves." He half-grumbles before dragging Mudd off to find Bart or Kyborg.

// @askbartanything @askingkyborg

// ooc srry if tagging y'all is annoying I was trying to avoid bothering y'all but I rlly don't think Brink can do much since he doesn't know what happened also srry for ooc I'm very very anxious

Mudd? Why were you hanging out with Brink? You guys aren’t even friends. *Bart looked a little confused* Brink whatever he’s told you it’s because someone screwed up his memory again. Sorry if he bothered you.

((Ur good dude it’s fine interacting with the other ask blogs is fun -Vee))

Well I thought he was going to help me, but apparently not.

*Bart grabs Mudd’s arms* Mudd. We’re friends! Your memory got jumbled up.. again.. but this time it was by some magic anon! How much do you remember?

I remember being home in my bed. I don't remember you guys.

Alright.. what do you remember about home? Anything really! Your parents.. your- *Bart hesitated* your brother, your mentor?

I'm an only child, what are you talking about?

Huh.. thought that would’ve been part of your memories.. *Bart shrugged* Well doesn’t matter! Your brother was fake anyways! Less trauma for you I guess? Just- what’s going on in the witherveins that you remember?

What? What are you talking about? *He starts backing away.*

Look- we’ve been through a lot! It doesn’t matter right now. What matters is getting your memories back since they’ve clearly been messed with. Again.

I just want to go home to my nice comfy bed.

“Look- I get that. But you have a nice comfy bed at infinight HQ! So- we can go there and talk after you’ve rested!” *Bart seems like he’s trying to keep up a friendly persona. In all actuality, he’s a bit frustrated that Mudd can’t remember anything. Not “I can’t tune my lute” frustrated, But he was frustrated.*

#tales from the stinky dragon #tftsd mudd #tftsd #askmuddanything #stinky dragon pod #mudd tftsd

*He seems to be considering it, weighing his options* Do you know how far away Witherveins is?

Hey, some guy is trying to prevent me from leaving, can you help me? I'm asking you because you seem to be already known to the elf guy.

// from @askmuddanything

"Mudd? Who's trying to stop you, where are you going?" Brink eyes for anyone suspicous, giving a confused look to Mudd when he only sees Mudd's friends, "You okay, pal?"

// @askmuddanything

Look, can you help me or not? I'm trying to get out of here!

"Wha- Yknow, yeah, I can help you out. Where you trying to go? I might be able to dimension door you if you do your druid thing." Brink explains, pinching the bridge of his nose and pushing up his glasses, "I don't even want to know what you did with those stupid anons this time.." He whispers under his breath.

I'm trying to get back home. Thanks for your help.

Brink closes his eyes for a moment and casts dimension door, opening a door to the infinight headquarters, "can't take you if you don't get to my size though, can't get 8 feet of firbolg through the door." He explains, motioning with his hands for Mudd to make himself smaller.

*He squints through the portal.* Where is that?

"It's the infinight headquarters? In boulderay? I thought that's where you infinut-cases stayed." Brink looks a bit frustrated, "where do you stay if not there, I haven't exactly noted where you live, bud."

Nevermind- Just. Help me get away from them please. *points to Bart and Kyborg*

"Ookay, yeah, I can take you to the tavern in Boulderay until you get yourself figured out. But, I think it's in your best interest to stick around, it would be stupid to leave without knowing why you can't remember getting here. Plus Hopps deals with enough morons she doesn't need you hanging around the tavern too." Brink explains, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, "Don't you remember travelin with those losers?" He motions towards Bart and Kyborg

Don't tell me you also think I should know them. *Mudd rolls his eyes.*

"Damn I wish it was me who forgot about these nerds..." Brink whispers and shakes his head, "I don't think you should know them, I know you should. You and those idiots have been adventuring together for like a while, you got that hair cut when you were out of Boulderay and that stupid badger, do you remember that?"

*He squints at Brink.* "I don't remember any of that, and I'm just trying to get home."

"Well I'm assuming your home is rather far... Gods, I didn't expect to be a babysitter today." Brink claps his hands together and huffs, "okay, maybe there's a cure for this. Do you remember what you were last doing, were you hit on the head or something? Maybe one of your pals can cast a healing spell on your head."

Last I remember I was in my bed, trying to sleep. I don't suppose I could've hit my head so hard I hallucinated all this?

"That's ridiculous, no. You're not hallucinating. Does your head hurt at all? Any marks or wounds? Maybe I should ask your friends, you were with the short guy and the stupid elf, right?"

Apparently, they keep trying to convince me we are heroes or something? Anyways, I don't feel hurt.

"Yeah, heros..." Brink rolls his eyes and mutters. He nods and looks around, "You are considered a hero, you and those idiots, plus another idiot I haven't seen in a while, are heros to a lot of people. Some however are quickly realizing you're not very good at protecting yourselves." He half-grumbles before dragging Mudd off to find Bart or Kyborg.

// @askbartanything @askingkyborg

// ooc srry if tagging y'all is annoying I was trying to avoid bothering y'all but I rlly don't think Brink can do much since he doesn't know what happened also srry for ooc I'm very very anxious

Mudd? Why were you hanging out with Brink? You guys aren’t even friends. *Bart looked a little confused* Brink whatever he’s told you it’s because someone screwed up his memory again. Sorry if he bothered you.

((Ur good dude it’s fine interacting with the other ask blogs is fun -Vee))

Well I thought he was going to help me, but apparently not.

*Bart grabs Mudd’s arms* Mudd. We’re friends! Your memory got jumbled up.. again.. but this time it was by some magic anon! How much do you remember?

I think he doesnt remember becoming an intern. *kyborg cocks his head as he looks at mudd, nervously stroking freds fur*

Damn.. That’s over a year’s worth of memories.

*kyborg suddenly looks more distressed and clutches you (almost launching fred out of his arms)* HE DOESN'T REMEMBER GUMBO!!

ACK- Don’t you guys like- co-own Gumbo? You can take care of him for the time being!

but gumbo man! Besides, most of the badger tax has been payed off! *he grips your face and squishes it, turning your view to mudd* look at him bart! He cant remember anything! Not even his friends! And-

*kyborg pauses once again and leans in* he doesnt know about c-l-a-y! *kyborg spells it out even though mudd is, infact, not a toddler ((or gumgum)) and can spell clay*

*Mudd squints.* What does clay have to do with anything? Is this a pun based on my name?

*the tall elf man blinks. Then sighs, and looks at the half ling besides him* i dunno what were gunna do, bart. We cant force him to remember us. *his face stiffens, and he looks to you* its- dont worry about it. Im not making fun of you. Its okay.. we can't make you stay, it-it isnt right. Please just uh, theres a half orc running around, his name is gumgum- please just pretend like you know him when or if you see him? Please.

*He looks very awkward.* Alright, I guess? Wait, I'm leaving!

*he sighs, looking conflicted* i.. i know. Sorry to bother you, mu-.. sir. Sorry to bother you, sir. I uh.. *he scratches the back of his neck, looking like hes verging tears but makes a hell of a face trying to keep it down* be safe and carful... okay?

#tales from the stinky dragon #tftsd mudd #tftsd #askmuddanything #stinky dragon pod #mudd tftsd

*Mudd is now starting to feel a little guilty.* Thanks. You too.

Hey, some guy is trying to prevent me from leaving, can you help me? I'm asking you because you seem to be already known to the elf guy.

// from @askmuddanything

"Mudd? Who's trying to stop you, where are you going?" Brink eyes for anyone suspicous, giving a confused look to Mudd when he only sees Mudd's friends, "You okay, pal?"

// @askmuddanything

Look, can you help me or not? I'm trying to get out of here!

"Wha- Yknow, yeah, I can help you out. Where you trying to go? I might be able to dimension door you if you do your druid thing." Brink explains, pinching the bridge of his nose and pushing up his glasses, "I don't even want to know what you did with those stupid anons this time.." He whispers under his breath.

I'm trying to get back home. Thanks for your help.

Brink closes his eyes for a moment and casts dimension door, opening a door to the infinight headquarters, "can't take you if you don't get to my size though, can't get 8 feet of firbolg through the door." He explains, motioning with his hands for Mudd to make himself smaller.

*He squints through the portal.* Where is that?

"It's the infinight headquarters? In boulderay? I thought that's where you infinut-cases stayed." Brink looks a bit frustrated, "where do you stay if not there, I haven't exactly noted where you live, bud."

Nevermind- Just. Help me get away from them please. *points to Bart and Kyborg*

"Ookay, yeah, I can take you to the tavern in Boulderay until you get yourself figured out. But, I think it's in your best interest to stick around, it would be stupid to leave without knowing why you can't remember getting here. Plus Hopps deals with enough morons she doesn't need you hanging around the tavern too." Brink explains, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, "Don't you remember travelin with those losers?" He motions towards Bart and Kyborg

Don't tell me you also think I should know them. *Mudd rolls his eyes.*

"Damn I wish it was me who forgot about these nerds..." Brink whispers and shakes his head, "I don't think you should know them, I know you should. You and those idiots have been adventuring together for like a while, you got that hair cut when you were out of Boulderay and that stupid badger, do you remember that?"

*He squints at Brink.* "I don't remember any of that, and I'm just trying to get home."

"Well I'm assuming your home is rather far... Gods, I didn't expect to be a babysitter today." Brink claps his hands together and huffs, "okay, maybe there's a cure for this. Do you remember what you were last doing, were you hit on the head or something? Maybe one of your pals can cast a healing spell on your head."

Last I remember I was in my bed, trying to sleep. I don't suppose I could've hit my head so hard I hallucinated all this?

"That's ridiculous, no. You're not hallucinating. Does your head hurt at all? Any marks or wounds? Maybe I should ask your friends, you were with the short guy and the stupid elf, right?"

Apparently, they keep trying to convince me we are heroes or something? Anyways, I don't feel hurt.

"Yeah, heros..." Brink rolls his eyes and mutters. He nods and looks around, "You are considered a hero, you and those idiots, plus another idiot I haven't seen in a while, are heros to a lot of people. Some however are quickly realizing you're not very good at protecting yourselves." He half-grumbles before dragging Mudd off to find Bart or Kyborg.

// @askbartanything @askingkyborg

// ooc srry if tagging y'all is annoying I was trying to avoid bothering y'all but I rlly don't think Brink can do much since he doesn't know what happened also srry for ooc I'm very very anxious

Mudd? Why were you hanging out with Brink? You guys aren’t even friends. *Bart looked a little confused* Brink whatever he’s told you it’s because someone screwed up his memory again. Sorry if he bothered you.

((Ur good dude it’s fine interacting with the other ask blogs is fun -Vee))

Well I thought he was going to help me, but apparently not.

*Bart grabs Mudd’s arms* Mudd. We’re friends! Your memory got jumbled up.. again.. but this time it was by some magic anon! How much do you remember?

I think he doesnt remember becoming an intern. *kyborg cocks his head as he looks at mudd, nervously stroking freds fur*

Damn.. That’s over a year’s worth of memories.

*kyborg suddenly looks more distressed and clutches you (almost launching fred out of his arms)* HE DOESN'T REMEMBER GUMBO!!

ACK- Don’t you guys like- co-own Gumbo? You can take care of him for the time being!

but gumbo man! Besides, most of the badger tax has been payed off! *he grips your face and squishes it, turning your view to mudd* look at him bart! He cant remember anything! Not even his friends! And-

*kyborg pauses once again and leans in* he doesnt know about c-l-a-y! *kyborg spells it out even though mudd is, infact, not a toddler ((or gumgum)) and can spell clay*

*Mudd squints.* What does clay have to do with anything? Is this a pun based on my name?

*the tall elf man blinks. Then sighs, and looks at the half ling besides him* i dunno what were gunna do, bart. We cant force him to remember us. *his face stiffens, and he looks to you* its- dont worry about it. Im not making fun of you. Its okay.. we can't make you stay, it-it isnt right. Please just uh, theres a half orc running around, his name is gumgum- please just pretend like you know him when or if you see him? Please.

#tales from the stinky dragon #tftsd mudd #tftsd #askmuddanything #stinky dragon pod

*He looks very awkward.* Alright, I guess? Wait, I'm leaving!

Hey, some guy is trying to prevent me from leaving, can you help me? I'm asking you because you seem to be already known to the elf guy.

// from @askmuddanything

"Mudd? Who's trying to stop you, where are you going?" Brink eyes for anyone suspicous, giving a confused look to Mudd when he only sees Mudd's friends, "You okay, pal?"

// @askmuddanything

Look, can you help me or not? I'm trying to get out of here!

"Wha- Yknow, yeah, I can help you out. Where you trying to go? I might be able to dimension door you if you do your druid thing." Brink explains, pinching the bridge of his nose and pushing up his glasses, "I don't even want to know what you did with those stupid anons this time.." He whispers under his breath.

I'm trying to get back home. Thanks for your help.

Brink closes his eyes for a moment and casts dimension door, opening a door to the infinight headquarters, "can't take you if you don't get to my size though, can't get 8 feet of firbolg through the door." He explains, motioning with his hands for Mudd to make himself smaller.

*He squints through the portal.* Where is that?

"It's the infinight headquarters? In boulderay? I thought that's where you infinut-cases stayed." Brink looks a bit frustrated, "where do you stay if not there, I haven't exactly noted where you live, bud."

Nevermind- Just. Help me get away from them please. *points to Bart and Kyborg*

"Ookay, yeah, I can take you to the tavern in Boulderay until you get yourself figured out. But, I think it's in your best interest to stick around, it would be stupid to leave without knowing why you can't remember getting here. Plus Hopps deals with enough morons she doesn't need you hanging around the tavern too." Brink explains, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, "Don't you remember travelin with those losers?" He motions towards Bart and Kyborg

Don't tell me you also think I should know them. *Mudd rolls his eyes.*

"Damn I wish it was me who forgot about these nerds..." Brink whispers and shakes his head, "I don't think you should know them, I know you should. You and those idiots have been adventuring together for like a while, you got that hair cut when you were out of Boulderay and that stupid badger, do you remember that?"

*He squints at Brink.* "I don't remember any of that, and I'm just trying to get home."

"Well I'm assuming your home is rather far... Gods, I didn't expect to be a babysitter today." Brink claps his hands together and huffs, "okay, maybe there's a cure for this. Do you remember what you were last doing, were you hit on the head or something? Maybe one of your pals can cast a healing spell on your head."

Last I remember I was in my bed, trying to sleep. I don't suppose I could've hit my head so hard I hallucinated all this?

"That's ridiculous, no. You're not hallucinating. Does your head hurt at all? Any marks or wounds? Maybe I should ask your friends, you were with the short guy and the stupid elf, right?"

Apparently, they keep trying to convince me we are heroes or something? Anyways, I don't feel hurt.

"Yeah, heros..." Brink rolls his eyes and mutters. He nods and looks around, "You are considered a hero, you and those idiots, plus another idiot I haven't seen in a while, are heros to a lot of people. Some however are quickly realizing you're not very good at protecting yourselves." He half-grumbles before dragging Mudd off to find Bart or Kyborg.

// @askbartanything @askingkyborg

// ooc srry if tagging y'all is annoying I was trying to avoid bothering y'all but I rlly don't think Brink can do much since he doesn't know what happened also srry for ooc I'm very very anxious

Mudd? Why were you hanging out with Brink? You guys aren’t even friends. *Bart looked a little confused* Brink whatever he’s told you it’s because someone screwed up his memory again. Sorry if he bothered you.

((Ur good dude it’s fine interacting with the other ask blogs is fun -Vee))

Well I thought he was going to help me, but apparently not.

*Bart grabs Mudd’s arms* Mudd. We’re friends! Your memory got jumbled up.. again.. but this time it was by some magic anon! How much do you remember?

I remember being home in my bed. I don't remember you guys.

Alright.. what do you remember about home? Anything really! Your parents.. your- *Bart hesitated* your brother, your mentor?

I'm an only child, what are you talking about?

Huh.. thought that would’ve been part of your memories.. *Bart shrugged* Well doesn’t matter! Your brother was fake anyways! Less trauma for you I guess? Just- what’s going on in the witherveins that you remember?

What? What are you talking about? *He starts backing away.*

Look- we’ve been through a lot! It doesn’t matter right now. What matters is getting your memories back since they’ve clearly been messed with. Again.

#tales from the stinky dragon #tftsd mudd #tftsd #askmuddanything #stinky dragon pod

I just want to go home to my nice comfy bed.

Hey, some guy is trying to prevent me from leaving, can you help me? I'm asking you because you seem to be already known to the elf guy.

// from @askmuddanything

"Mudd? Who's trying to stop you, where are you going?" Brink eyes for anyone suspicous, giving a confused look to Mudd when he only sees Mudd's friends, "You okay, pal?"

// @askmuddanything

Look, can you help me or not? I'm trying to get out of here!

"Wha- Yknow, yeah, I can help you out. Where you trying to go? I might be able to dimension door you if you do your druid thing." Brink explains, pinching the bridge of his nose and pushing up his glasses, "I don't even want to know what you did with those stupid anons this time.." He whispers under his breath.

I'm trying to get back home. Thanks for your help.

Brink closes his eyes for a moment and casts dimension door, opening a door to the infinight headquarters, "can't take you if you don't get to my size though, can't get 8 feet of firbolg through the door." He explains, motioning with his hands for Mudd to make himself smaller.

*He squints through the portal.* Where is that?

"It's the infinight headquarters? In boulderay? I thought that's where you infinut-cases stayed." Brink looks a bit frustrated, "where do you stay if not there, I haven't exactly noted where you live, bud."

Nevermind- Just. Help me get away from them please. *points to Bart and Kyborg*

"Ookay, yeah, I can take you to the tavern in Boulderay until you get yourself figured out. But, I think it's in your best interest to stick around, it would be stupid to leave without knowing why you can't remember getting here. Plus Hopps deals with enough morons she doesn't need you hanging around the tavern too." Brink explains, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, "Don't you remember travelin with those losers?" He motions towards Bart and Kyborg

Don't tell me you also think I should know them. *Mudd rolls his eyes.*

"Damn I wish it was me who forgot about these nerds..." Brink whispers and shakes his head, "I don't think you should know them, I know you should. You and those idiots have been adventuring together for like a while, you got that hair cut when you were out of Boulderay and that stupid badger, do you remember that?"

*He squints at Brink.* "I don't remember any of that, and I'm just trying to get home."

"Well I'm assuming your home is rather far... Gods, I didn't expect to be a babysitter today." Brink claps his hands together and huffs, "okay, maybe there's a cure for this. Do you remember what you were last doing, were you hit on the head or something? Maybe one of your pals can cast a healing spell on your head."

Last I remember I was in my bed, trying to sleep. I don't suppose I could've hit my head so hard I hallucinated all this?

"That's ridiculous, no. You're not hallucinating. Does your head hurt at all? Any marks or wounds? Maybe I should ask your friends, you were with the short guy and the stupid elf, right?"

Apparently, they keep trying to convince me we are heroes or something? Anyways, I don't feel hurt.

"Yeah, heros..." Brink rolls his eyes and mutters. He nods and looks around, "You are considered a hero, you and those idiots, plus another idiot I haven't seen in a while, are heros to a lot of people. Some however are quickly realizing you're not very good at protecting yourselves." He half-grumbles before dragging Mudd off to find Bart or Kyborg.

// @askbartanything @askingkyborg

// ooc srry if tagging y'all is annoying I was trying to avoid bothering y'all but I rlly don't think Brink can do much since he doesn't know what happened also srry for ooc I'm very very anxious

Mudd? Why were you hanging out with Brink? You guys aren’t even friends. *Bart looked a little confused* Brink whatever he’s told you it’s because someone screwed up his memory again. Sorry if he bothered you.

((Ur good dude it’s fine interacting with the other ask blogs is fun -Vee))

Well I thought he was going to help me, but apparently not.

*Bart grabs Mudd’s arms* Mudd. We’re friends! Your memory got jumbled up.. again.. but this time it was by some magic anon! How much do you remember?

I think he doesnt remember becoming an intern. *kyborg cocks his head as he looks at mudd, nervously stroking freds fur*

Damn.. That’s over a year’s worth of memories.

*kyborg suddenly looks more distressed and clutches you (almost launching fred out of his arms)* HE DOESN'T REMEMBER GUMBO!!

ACK- Don’t you guys like- co-own Gumbo? You can take care of him for the time being!

but gumbo man! Besides, most of the badger tax has been payed off! *he grips your face and squishes it, turning your view to mudd* look at him bart! He cant remember anything! Not even his friends! And-

*kyborg pauses once again and leans in* he doesnt know about c-l-a-y! *kyborg spells it out even though mudd is, infact, not a toddler ((or gumgum)) and can spell clay*

#askingkyborgtxt #tales from the stinky dragon #tftsd mudd #tftsd #askmuddanything

*Mudd squints.* What does clay have to do with anything? Is this a pun based on my name?

Hey, some guy is trying to prevent me from leaving, can you help me? I'm asking you because you seem to be already known to the elf guy.

// from @askmuddanything

"Mudd? Who's trying to stop you, where are you going?" Brink eyes for anyone suspicous, giving a confused look to Mudd when he only sees Mudd's friends, "You okay, pal?"

// @askmuddanything

Look, can you help me or not? I'm trying to get out of here!

"Wha- Yknow, yeah, I can help you out. Where you trying to go? I might be able to dimension door you if you do your druid thing." Brink explains, pinching the bridge of his nose and pushing up his glasses, "I don't even want to know what you did with those stupid anons this time.." He whispers under his breath.

I'm trying to get back home. Thanks for your help.

Brink closes his eyes for a moment and casts dimension door, opening a door to the infinight headquarters, "can't take you if you don't get to my size though, can't get 8 feet of firbolg through the door." He explains, motioning with his hands for Mudd to make himself smaller.

*He squints through the portal.* Where is that?

"It's the infinight headquarters? In boulderay? I thought that's where you infinut-cases stayed." Brink looks a bit frustrated, "where do you stay if not there, I haven't exactly noted where you live, bud."

Nevermind- Just. Help me get away from them please. *points to Bart and Kyborg*

"Ookay, yeah, I can take you to the tavern in Boulderay until you get yourself figured out. But, I think it's in your best interest to stick around, it would be stupid to leave without knowing why you can't remember getting here. Plus Hopps deals with enough morons she doesn't need you hanging around the tavern too." Brink explains, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, "Don't you remember travelin with those losers?" He motions towards Bart and Kyborg

Don't tell me you also think I should know them. *Mudd rolls his eyes.*

"Damn I wish it was me who forgot about these nerds..." Brink whispers and shakes his head, "I don't think you should know them, I know you should. You and those idiots have been adventuring together for like a while, you got that hair cut when you were out of Boulderay and that stupid badger, do you remember that?"

*He squints at Brink.* "I don't remember any of that, and I'm just trying to get home."

"Well I'm assuming your home is rather far... Gods, I didn't expect to be a babysitter today." Brink claps his hands together and huffs, "okay, maybe there's a cure for this. Do you remember what you were last doing, were you hit on the head or something? Maybe one of your pals can cast a healing spell on your head."

Last I remember I was in my bed, trying to sleep. I don't suppose I could've hit my head so hard I hallucinated all this?

"That's ridiculous, no. You're not hallucinating. Does your head hurt at all? Any marks or wounds? Maybe I should ask your friends, you were with the short guy and the stupid elf, right?"

Apparently, they keep trying to convince me we are heroes or something? Anyways, I don't feel hurt.

"Yeah, heros..." Brink rolls his eyes and mutters. He nods and looks around, "You are considered a hero, you and those idiots, plus another idiot I haven't seen in a while, are heros to a lot of people. Some however are quickly realizing you're not very good at protecting yourselves." He half-grumbles before dragging Mudd off to find Bart or Kyborg.

// @askbartanything @askingkyborg

// ooc srry if tagging y'all is annoying I was trying to avoid bothering y'all but I rlly don't think Brink can do much since he doesn't know what happened also srry for ooc I'm very very anxious

Mudd? Why were you hanging out with Brink? You guys aren’t even friends. *Bart looked a little confused* Brink whatever he’s told you it’s because someone screwed up his memory again. Sorry if he bothered you.

((Ur good dude it’s fine interacting with the other ask blogs is fun -Vee))

Well I thought he was going to help me, but apparently not.

*Bart grabs Mudd’s arms* Mudd. We’re friends! Your memory got jumbled up.. again.. but this time it was by some magic anon! How much do you remember?

I remember being home in my bed. I don't remember you guys.

Alright.. what do you remember about home? Anything really! Your parents.. your- *Bart hesitated* your brother, your mentor?

I'm an only child, what are you talking about?

Huh.. thought that would’ve been part of your memories.. *Bart shrugged* Well doesn’t matter! Your brother was fake anyways! Less trauma for you I guess? Just- what’s going on in the witherveins that you remember?

#tales from the stinky dragon #tftsd mudd #tftsd #askmuddanything #stinky dragon pod

What? What are you talking about? *He starts backing away.*

Hey, some guy is trying to prevent me from leaving, can you help me? I'm asking you because you seem to be already known to the elf guy.

// from @askmuddanything

"Mudd? Who's trying to stop you, where are you going?" Brink eyes for anyone suspicous, giving a confused look to Mudd when he only sees Mudd's friends, "You okay, pal?"

// @askmuddanything

Look, can you help me or not? I'm trying to get out of here!

"Wha- Yknow, yeah, I can help you out. Where you trying to go? I might be able to dimension door you if you do your druid thing." Brink explains, pinching the bridge of his nose and pushing up his glasses, "I don't even want to know what you did with those stupid anons this time.." He whispers under his breath.

I'm trying to get back home. Thanks for your help.

Brink closes his eyes for a moment and casts dimension door, opening a door to the infinight headquarters, "can't take you if you don't get to my size though, can't get 8 feet of firbolg through the door." He explains, motioning with his hands for Mudd to make himself smaller.

*He squints through the portal.* Where is that?

"It's the infinight headquarters? In boulderay? I thought that's where you infinut-cases stayed." Brink looks a bit frustrated, "where do you stay if not there, I haven't exactly noted where you live, bud."

Nevermind- Just. Help me get away from them please. *points to Bart and Kyborg*

"Ookay, yeah, I can take you to the tavern in Boulderay until you get yourself figured out. But, I think it's in your best interest to stick around, it would be stupid to leave without knowing why you can't remember getting here. Plus Hopps deals with enough morons she doesn't need you hanging around the tavern too." Brink explains, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, "Don't you remember travelin with those losers?" He motions towards Bart and Kyborg

Don't tell me you also think I should know them. *Mudd rolls his eyes.*

"Damn I wish it was me who forgot about these nerds..." Brink whispers and shakes his head, "I don't think you should know them, I know you should. You and those idiots have been adventuring together for like a while, you got that hair cut when you were out of Boulderay and that stupid badger, do you remember that?"

*He squints at Brink.* "I don't remember any of that, and I'm just trying to get home."

"Well I'm assuming your home is rather far... Gods, I didn't expect to be a babysitter today." Brink claps his hands together and huffs, "okay, maybe there's a cure for this. Do you remember what you were last doing, were you hit on the head or something? Maybe one of your pals can cast a healing spell on your head."

Last I remember I was in my bed, trying to sleep. I don't suppose I could've hit my head so hard I hallucinated all this?

"That's ridiculous, no. You're not hallucinating. Does your head hurt at all? Any marks or wounds? Maybe I should ask your friends, you were with the short guy and the stupid elf, right?"

Apparently, they keep trying to convince me we are heroes or something? Anyways, I don't feel hurt.

"Yeah, heros..." Brink rolls his eyes and mutters. He nods and looks around, "You are considered a hero, you and those idiots, plus another idiot I haven't seen in a while, are heros to a lot of people. Some however are quickly realizing you're not very good at protecting yourselves." He half-grumbles before dragging Mudd off to find Bart or Kyborg.

// @askbartanything @askingkyborg

// ooc srry if tagging y'all is annoying I was trying to avoid bothering y'all but I rlly don't think Brink can do much since he doesn't know what happened also srry for ooc I'm very very anxious

Mudd? Why were you hanging out with Brink? You guys aren’t even friends. *Bart looked a little confused* Brink whatever he’s told you it’s because someone screwed up his memory again. Sorry if he bothered you.

((Ur good dude it’s fine interacting with the other ask blogs is fun -Vee))

Well I thought he was going to help me, but apparently not.

*Bart grabs Mudd’s arms* Mudd. We’re friends! Your memory got jumbled up.. again.. but this time it was by some magic anon! How much do you remember?

I remember being home in my bed. I don't remember you guys.

Alright.. what do you remember about home? Anything really! Your parents.. your- *Bart hesitated* your brother, your mentor?

#tales from the stinky dragon #tftsd mudd #tftsd #askmuddanything #stinky dragon pod #mudd tftsd #askbartanything!#askingkyborgtxt

I'm an only child, what are you talking about?

Hey, some guy is trying to prevent me from leaving, can you help me? I'm asking you because you seem to be already known to the elf guy.

// from @askmuddanything

"Mudd? Who's trying to stop you, where are you going?" Brink eyes for anyone suspicous, giving a confused look to Mudd when he only sees Mudd's friends, "You okay, pal?"

// @askmuddanything

Look, can you help me or not? I'm trying to get out of here!

"Wha- Yknow, yeah, I can help you out. Where you trying to go? I might be able to dimension door you if you do your druid thing." Brink explains, pinching the bridge of his nose and pushing up his glasses, "I don't even want to know what you did with those stupid anons this time.." He whispers under his breath.

I'm trying to get back home. Thanks for your help.

Brink closes his eyes for a moment and casts dimension door, opening a door to the infinight headquarters, "can't take you if you don't get to my size though, can't get 8 feet of firbolg through the door." He explains, motioning with his hands for Mudd to make himself smaller.

*He squints through the portal.* Where is that?

"It's the infinight headquarters? In boulderay? I thought that's where you infinut-cases stayed." Brink looks a bit frustrated, "where do you stay if not there, I haven't exactly noted where you live, bud."

Nevermind- Just. Help me get away from them please. *points to Bart and Kyborg*

"Ookay, yeah, I can take you to the tavern in Boulderay until you get yourself figured out. But, I think it's in your best interest to stick around, it would be stupid to leave without knowing why you can't remember getting here. Plus Hopps deals with enough morons she doesn't need you hanging around the tavern too." Brink explains, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, "Don't you remember travelin with those losers?" He motions towards Bart and Kyborg

Don't tell me you also think I should know them. *Mudd rolls his eyes.*

"Damn I wish it was me who forgot about these nerds..." Brink whispers and shakes his head, "I don't think you should know them, I know you should. You and those idiots have been adventuring together for like a while, you got that hair cut when you were out of Boulderay and that stupid badger, do you remember that?"

*He squints at Brink.* "I don't remember any of that, and I'm just trying to get home."

"Well I'm assuming your home is rather far... Gods, I didn't expect to be a babysitter today." Brink claps his hands together and huffs, "okay, maybe there's a cure for this. Do you remember what you were last doing, were you hit on the head or something? Maybe one of your pals can cast a healing spell on your head."

Last I remember I was in my bed, trying to sleep. I don't suppose I could've hit my head so hard I hallucinated all this?

"That's ridiculous, no. You're not hallucinating. Does your head hurt at all? Any marks or wounds? Maybe I should ask your friends, you were with the short guy and the stupid elf, right?"

Apparently, they keep trying to convince me we are heroes or something? Anyways, I don't feel hurt.

"Yeah, heros..." Brink rolls his eyes and mutters. He nods and looks around, "You are considered a hero, you and those idiots, plus another idiot I haven't seen in a while, are heros to a lot of people. Some however are quickly realizing you're not very good at protecting yourselves." He half-grumbles before dragging Mudd off to find Bart or Kyborg.

// @askbartanything @askingkyborg

// ooc srry if tagging y'all is annoying I was trying to avoid bothering y'all but I rlly don't think Brink can do much since he doesn't know what happened also srry for ooc I'm very very anxious

Mudd? Why were you hanging out with Brink? You guys aren’t even friends. *Bart looked a little confused* Brink whatever he’s told you it’s because someone screwed up his memory again. Sorry if he bothered you.

((Ur good dude it’s fine interacting with the other ask blogs is fun -Vee))

Well I thought he was going to help me, but apparently not.

*Bart grabs Mudd’s arms* Mudd. We’re friends! Your memory got jumbled up.. again.. but this time it was by some magic anon! How much do you remember?

#tales from the stinky dragon #tftsd mudd #tftsd #askmuddanything #stinky dragon pod #mudd tftsd #askbartanything!

I remember being home in my bed. I don't remember you guys.

Hey, some guy is trying to prevent me from leaving, can you help me? I'm asking you because you seem to be already known to the elf guy.

// from @askmuddanything

"Mudd? Who's trying to stop you, where are you going?" Brink eyes for anyone suspicous, giving a confused look to Mudd when he only sees Mudd's friends, "You okay, pal?"

// @askmuddanything

Look, can you help me or not? I'm trying to get out of here!

"Wha- Yknow, yeah, I can help you out. Where you trying to go? I might be able to dimension door you if you do your druid thing." Brink explains, pinching the bridge of his nose and pushing up his glasses, "I don't even want to know what you did with those stupid anons this time.." He whispers under his breath.

I'm trying to get back home. Thanks for your help.

Brink closes his eyes for a moment and casts dimension door, opening a door to the infinight headquarters, "can't take you if you don't get to my size though, can't get 8 feet of firbolg through the door." He explains, motioning with his hands for Mudd to make himself smaller.

*He squints through the portal.* Where is that?

"It's the infinight headquarters? In boulderay? I thought that's where you infinut-cases stayed." Brink looks a bit frustrated, "where do you stay if not there, I haven't exactly noted where you live, bud."

Nevermind- Just. Help me get away from them please. *points to Bart and Kyborg*

"Ookay, yeah, I can take you to the tavern in Boulderay until you get yourself figured out. But, I think it's in your best interest to stick around, it would be stupid to leave without knowing why you can't remember getting here. Plus Hopps deals with enough morons she doesn't need you hanging around the tavern too." Brink explains, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, "Don't you remember travelin with those losers?" He motions towards Bart and Kyborg

Don't tell me you also think I should know them. *Mudd rolls his eyes.*

"Damn I wish it was me who forgot about these nerds..." Brink whispers and shakes his head, "I don't think you should know them, I know you should. You and those idiots have been adventuring together for like a while, you got that hair cut when you were out of Boulderay and that stupid badger, do you remember that?"

*He squints at Brink.* "I don't remember any of that, and I'm just trying to get home."

"Well I'm assuming your home is rather far... Gods, I didn't expect to be a babysitter today." Brink claps his hands together and huffs, "okay, maybe there's a cure for this. Do you remember what you were last doing, were you hit on the head or something? Maybe one of your pals can cast a healing spell on your head."

Last I remember I was in my bed, trying to sleep. I don't suppose I could've hit my head so hard I hallucinated all this?

"That's ridiculous, no. You're not hallucinating. Does your head hurt at all? Any marks or wounds? Maybe I should ask your friends, you were with the short guy and the stupid elf, right?"

Apparently, they keep trying to convince me we are heroes or something? Anyways, I don't feel hurt.

"Yeah, heros..." Brink rolls his eyes and mutters. He nods and looks around, "You are considered a hero, you and those idiots, plus another idiot I haven't seen in a while, are heros to a lot of people. Some however are quickly realizing you're not very good at protecting yourselves." He half-grumbles before dragging Mudd off to find Bart or Kyborg.

// @askbartanything @askingkyborg

// ooc srry if tagging y'all is annoying I was trying to avoid bothering y'all but I rlly don't think Brink can do much since he doesn't know what happened also srry for ooc I'm very very anxious

Mudd? Why were you hanging out with Brink? You guys aren’t even friends. *Bart looked a little confused* Brink whatever he’s told you it’s because someone screwed up his memory again. Sorry if he bothered you.

((Ur good dude it’s fine interacting with the other ask blogs is fun -Vee))