I SWAER ON THE NINE. PUT THAT THING BACK WHERR IT CAME FROM. GET OFF MY LAB EQUIPMENT. TAKE THE DINOSAURS WITH YOU. Andjskajhshzidjdjsjd
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I SWAER ON THE NINE. PUT THAT THING BACK WHERR IT CAME FROM. GET OFF MY LAB EQUIPMENT. TAKE THE DINOSAURS WITH YOU. Andjskajhshzidjdjsjd
=.= I told you no more dinosaurs. Why are there more dinosaurs. That is not adequate caging for something that size. You know that that's illegal right? You can't revive those things. They are too primitive for your methods of control to take hold. You are not primeval. You were not around when they were roaming these planes. I don't want dinosaurs. Why are you reviving dinosaurs I will eventually be responsible for. Stop reviving things you mad scientist. Gods dammit
Astral Issues of Mine: startling/scaring the residents
Usually when I go to the astral I get the crap kicked out of me, but (I guess recently) I've grown a lot and have been able to convince others of it. I was driving with some astral friends to pick someone up at. It was dark and kinda hard to see but I was comfortable. When we got there the guy we were picking up was hurt pretty bad, I have some medical experience so we loaded him up in the truck and went to get out of the parking lot we were in. Sadly the person driving sucked at driving and flipped the damn truck. I pulled everyone out and set up a mini hospital from a small workshop/ old looking house that was close by. As I started treating them I couldn't help but feel I was being watched. I dismissed it at first and just focused on treating my friends, but then I saw a small, pale child who was dressed in scrappy clothing. By the time I saw him I had done everything I could do for my friends so I went to ask the kid some questions. The little bastard tried to charge me, to scare me away, but it didn't work (this time). I held my ground, bent down, and asked him where we were. He got wide eyed and backed away clearly freaked out. He muttered "you weren't supposed to do that." And ran up some stairs. I went to chase after him but I woke up.