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Arsé-kun: *Arséne isn't even at his desk. He said the time he was going to go over notes, and he didn't even bother to show up to his own office. He just left a single sheet of paper there and left. Classy!*

Sheepy: Nyar: Wonder what this is...a love letter, I bet! Sheepy: *Nyar reads it* Arsé-kun: *It's a few notes from the last few days, and I do mean a FEW. It's barely even a paragraph of notes, compared to his usual. Ahem. "Notes! -Some kid found a sword. I am personally keeping out of this one, I have enough work to do. Someone else can deal with Griflet and his friends until I am actually done with my cases. Good luck!! PS: The gem Sherlock may or may not have currently was Not Stolen and is legal. Shocking but true. Good luck x2* Sheepy: Nyar: Huh. Sheepy: Nyar: That's boring. Sheepy: *Grif smashes the door open* Arsé-kun: Germain: I believe it's considered polite to knock before opening the door, but your efforts are noticed. May we help you? :) Sheepy: Grif: I will knock it down next time. Arsé-kun: Germain: Please do not. It costs money to repair. Sheepy: Grif: ? Arsé-kun: Germain: It only means lightly making a sound against the door, so occupants know to let you in. It's polite. Arsé-kun: Germain: Either way, too late for that now. What brings you here, Sir? Sheepy: Grif: If I critical, you will have no door. Sheepy: Grif: My cousin has a bad memory. Arsé-kun: Germain: *he just looks at Nyar* He always like this? Sheepy: Nyar: He beats me up for fun and isn't easy to understand. Arsé-kun: Germain: I see. Sheepy: Nyar: What eldritch abomination is your cousin today? Sheepy: Grif: He's a human. Sheepy: Nyar: Disgusting. Arsé-kun: Yog: *faintly* no you Sheepy: Nyar: Yog, can you be clearer than him? Arsé-kun: Yog: What's this? You're being semi-decent about this? Who enabled relationship hacks? *he's kidding* Sheepy: Nyar: If I wasn't he'd turn me into a balloon animal and give me to a child like the clown he is. Arsé-kun: Yog: I have no argument. I can't deny this at all. Arsé-kun: Yog: I'll summarize what I CAN give you. Sheepy: Nyar: Great, go on. Arsé-kun: Yog: His cousin's problem is completely unnatural. Whether this is due to his beyond normal age or an outside factor I cannot say. It has no consistency, seems to have no trigger, and has been studied by skilled mages for years with nothing to show for it. It has, however, gotten worse, forcing the mage in charge of this to reach out for help. Mages tend to be incredibly stubborn- You know this. Sheepy: Nyar: So I'm supposed to fix it? Sheepy: Nyar: What do I get out of it? Arsé-kun: Yog: Not my place to say. You tell me how this will go. Sheepy: Grif: I will snap you in two like the twig you are. Arsé-kun: Yog: ... And that. Sheepy: Nyar: Scary... Sheepy: Nyar: So I can choose my reward? I can, can't I? Sheepy: Nyar: Because maybe I just don't feel like it. Arsé-kun: *background merlin complaints @grif for threatening everyone already* Sheepy: Nyar: Hmmm... Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, I know. You'll have a tough time finding this, so listen close. Sheepy: Grif: I am listening very close. Sheepy: *Grif inches closer to Nyar.* Sheepy: Grif: Closer, closer. Arsé-kun: Germain: Are you going to do what I think you're doing, Nyar? Sheepy: Nyar: Maybe I am! Sheepy: Nyar: Now listen to me young man. I am talking directly into your ear now. I need you to do me a favor. You will do this for me. I need you to go to Gamestop, and I need you to ask the man working the counter if they have Bambi on the PS2. If you come back empty handed, you'll be in big trouble, Griflet. You will never see the light of day. Arsé-kun: *Merlin absolutely loses his shit. Catastrophic composure failure. Thank you, master-class mage.* Sheepy: Grif: [Quest added: Oh Deer! Try not to Forget!] Arsé-kun: *Yog appends a ;) at the end* Sheepy: Grif: Bambi....... Sheepy: Grif: Baaaaaa~ Arsé-kun: Tom: Baaaaaaaa Sheepy: Nyar: Wrong animal! Sheepy: Grif: Beeeehhhh. Sheepy: Grif: I will go. Sheepy: *Grif walks out* Sheepy: Nyar:...Oh shoot. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Well, you're about to get Bambi on the ps2! How do you feel? Sheepy: Nyar: Afraid. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Ain't that a shame. Sheepy: Nyar: So, it's the wimp next to you? Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... I don't have the time to argue about this sort of thing. Sure, it's the man with me. Sheepy: Bedi: Actually, that's not my name...is Deewimp a nickname based on Bedwyr? Sheepy: Nyar:......... Arsé-kun: Merlin: ...... Arsé-kun: Merlin: ...... No, dear. Sheepy: Bedi:....? Sheepy: Nyar: Sheesh, cheer up. Fine, gimme a sec. Sheepy: *Nyar heads over to Bedi and puts his hand on Bedi's forehead* Sheepy: *Nyar seems deep in thought...* Sheepy: *...before looking to Merlin* Arsé-kun: Merlin: *this is concerning* Sheepy: Nyar: Is this a prank? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Eh? Sheepy: Nyar: His memory's perfectly fine. Arsé-kun: Merlin: That can't be right, but if you're the expert... Sheepy: Nyar: His brain's fine. Sheepy: Nyar: Sheesh, have you been trying to fix it this whole time not even knowing the issue? Sheepy: Nyar: You just take a hammer ti everything that vaguely looks like a nail? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I prefer a screwdriver myself, but do you think I haven't been trying? Sheepy: Nyar: It's a curse, not natural memory loss. Arsé-kun: *Merlin squints real hard* Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'd have caught it by now if it was. Sheepy: Nyar: Yeah, well, that's a you a problem. Sheepy: Nyar: It's a curse, meaning that I can't fix it. Sheepy: Nyar: Not my area of expertise. Arsé-kun: Merlin: *he looks more annoyed than he initially did* Sheepy: Nyar: I'd just put one curse in to combat the other and break everything, so I shouldn't be the one to fix it. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Well, you did help still. What kind of reward were you promised? Sheepy: Nyar: I want a bagel. Sheepy: Nyar: But what, did you not know? Then who'd he get it from if not you? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I really didn't, no. Why would I need help if I knew?? *but he seems puzzled* Sheepy: Nyar: Any ideas? Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... .... Yeah, I might. Watery tart. Sheepy: Nyar: Well, that's your next destination! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Hell no! That's how I die! Sheepy: Nyar: Eh? Sheepy: Nyar: Then how're you going to fix it, huh? Sheepy: Bedi: Vivian has always been nice to me, so I can't understand why she would curse me. Arsé-kun: Merlin: To get at me, I bet...! Sheepy: Bedi: I suppose curses do not come with watermarks. Sheepy: Bedi: Maybe. We won't know unless we ask her. Arsé-kun: Merlin: They can if you're careless, but that's not here nor there. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Nope. You see the shit the other two are in? I like where I am, thanks! Sheepy: Nyar: Oh, your friends were cursed but you weren't? Sheepy: Nyar: Or is yours just minor? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'm fairly sure I was. We can't really detect them, but they're all obvious. One of us is restrained to a location, one of us has a bad time whenever we see hot people, one of us starves real easy. Not giving which is which! Sheepy: Nyar: You're the third one 'cause you're here and not dying from my presence. Arsé-kun: Merlin: That'd be a matter of opinion, wouldn't it? Sheepy: Nyar: So the guy with you isn't hot? Arsé-kun: Merlin: ..... No, that's Bedi. Sheepy: Nyar: Ouch. Sheepy: Nyar: Well, it's okay, Grif's Cousin, I'm sure you'll find someone who finds you attractive one day. Sheepy: Bedi: ? Why would I care about people finding me attractive...? As long as the King considers me his knight, my appearance isn't too important... Sheepy: Nyar: So this King is more important to you than anything, huh? Why not date him? Sheepy: Bedi:...? I'm married. And besides... Even if I were not, a lowly knight like myself could never receive such love from his King. I would never be good enough for him, nor to deserve even a smile from my King. Sheepy: Nyar:.....Sheesh, you've got a low self esteem. Sheepy: Nyar: I thought you'd be fun to tease, but you actually already think you're an insignificant wimp... Sheepy: Nyar: But hey! At least your hubby's the kind of guy to date anyone. He isn't picky! Right, Merlin? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I don't "date" anyone else. Good try. Sheepy: Nyar: I wasn't calling you dishonest, I was saying you had no standards. Which makes you two perfect for each other! Arsé-kun: Merlin: You're just mad because you're below them, aren't you? Sheepy: Nyar: Eh? I've got a boyfriend. Why would I want to date you? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh, you understand loyalty even when you have another hundred faces to use? What a riot. Sheepy: Nyar:? What would cheating do for me? Arsé-kun: Merlin: More chances to fuck with people? I don't know what you do for a day job. Sheepy: Bedi: But Merlin makes me happier than anyone... Are standards truly so important? He already fulfills mine... Sheepy: Nyar: I do many things! Arsé-kun: *Merlin appreciates you, Bedi! <3* Sheepy: Bedi: My King makes me feel fulfilled and proud. Merlin makes me feel safe and at home wherever I go, so long as we are together. My love for them is very different. Sheepy: Nyar: You're really no fun at all!!! Arsé-kun: Arséne: Please do not terrorize guests in my office. *where the FUCK was this guy?* Sheepy: Nyar: Aw, shaddup, they were here for me, not you, so I can terrorize them wherever I want! Sheepy: Bedi: Thank you for your assistance the other day with my King, Lupin. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Quite welcome. I might be able to help you in the future for whatever, but not now. Sheepy: Bedi: I appreciate your offer. For now, we are fine. Sheepy: Bedi: I may be of assistance as well, depending on your problem. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Good to hear, because I have several cases open at once and I'm not having fun. I don't think I'm legally allowed to take on assistants for most of them, but I appreciate it. Sheepy: Bedi: I see. Sheepy: Bedi: Well, if there's anything legal I can do for you... Arsé-kun: Arséne: Then I'll let you know. Sheepy: Bedi: Thank you. Arsé-kun: *Nyar gets his bagel, meanwhile. reward get. 2x bagel* Sheepy: Nyar: Thanks! Arsé-kun: *Impey fingerguns and goes back to his territory. the kitchen* Sheepy: Nyar: What a good pal! Arsé-kun: *meanwhile!* Sheepy: Grif: —We’re meeting your mom? Arsé-kun: Lance: Yes. I was asked, and this is something I can still do. Sheepy: Grif: You should meet my dad one day. He’s green. Arsé-kun: Lance: ... Which one? Sheepy: Grif: Dragon. You killed two of his children but he doesn’t hold grudges. It’s fine. Arsé-kun: Lance: O-oh. Sheepy: Grif: He should be waking soon. Unfortunately, eating livestock and burning down villages is no longer considered socially acceptable so he’ll probably just go to a restaurant. Arsé-kun: Lance: We may have to inform him before he tries. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. We can visit him later. He likes you. Sheepy: Grif: But he isn't awake yet... Arsé-kun: Lance: Unfortunate. Sheepy: Grif: Is your mom nice? Sheepy: Grif: I know Merlin fears her. Arsé-kun: Lance: I thought it was only Myrrdin. Sheepy: Grif:? Sheepy: Grif: Then why doesn't he talk to her instead of asking you? Arsé-kun: Lance: .. That is a good point. Sheepy: Grif: But she's nice, right? Arsé-kun: Lance: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: Good. Sheepy: Grif: Elyan will like her too. Arsé-kun: Lance: I hope she does too. Sheepy: Grif: Are we close? Arsé-kun: Lance: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: Great. I will do my best. Arsé-kun: Lance: Please don't call my mother anything weird. Sheepy: Grif: Uh...uh... Sheepy: Grif:...But if Itry not to, I'll get flustered and will... Arsé-kun: Lance: Then just don't use a name. I guess. Sheepy: Grif: If she's really cool, though...like you...Uh... Sheepy: Grif: *he's visibly flustered* It was hard enough to work up the courage to talk to you...If your mom's cooler.. Sheepy: Grif: I might cry... Sheepy: Elyan: *honk* Sheepy: Grif: Very kind of you to offer to absorb my tears, Elyan. Arsé-kun: *Lance leads Grif into a clearing. There is a lake- A much larger, cleaner lake than the last one he saw. It's very colorful here, with a little bit of that morning mist. Something is a little off, but it's fae territory, so it will be like that.* Sheepy: Grif: Ah...it's pretty. Sheepy: Grif: Very nice... Arsé-kun: Lance: It is. Arsé-kun: Lance: I just hope Mom is actually here. Sheepy: Grif: Does she leave her lake? Arsé-kun: Lance: Yeah, sometimes. Sheepy: Grif: Hmm... Sheepy: Grif: Like Elyan. Sheepy: Grif: What do we do if she isn't here? Arsé-kun: Lance: I don't know. Wait around? Take a nap? Sheepy: Grif: I like naps. Sheepy: Grif: Especially in nice places. Sheepy: Grif: Maybe she doesn't know we're here. Arsé-kun: Lance: Oh, maybe.. Sheepy: Grif: We can call for her. Sheepy: Grif: *he clears his throat* Helloooo? Arsé-kun: *Several woodland animals look up. They then go back to their own business.* Sheepy: *Elyan holds his head up to the sky, craning his neck. He outstretches his wings, opens his mouth...and...* Sheepy: Elyan: HEWWO??? Arsé-kun: *The water bubbles, and a very pretty woman rises out of the lake. It's an almost ethereal experience until she throws a wrench at Elyan for his crimes on her territory* Sheepy: *Elyan responds to being hit by a wrench by doing what peacocks do best: screaming. Loudly* Sheepy: Grif:...! *he's awestruck!* Arsé-kun: *She casually strolls across the lake's surface, gradually turning from water to something more human, a big smile on her face and the intent to kick a bird* Arsé-kun: Vivian: Welcome and good morning, brave knights. Sheepy: Grif: Uh...uh... *he's visibly flustered* Sheepy: Elyan: *he turns into a puddle before shifting into a knight-like form. Something about the armor is eerie...* Sheepy: *...Perhaps the fact there's nobody inside it?* Arsé-kun: *Vivian wordlessly grabs Elyan's collar and throws him back into the lake. Unimportant* Arsé-kun: Lance: *he's been debating what to say, as to look good and--* Hi, Mom! I brought Grif! *nailed it* Sheepy: *Elyan melts* Sheepy: Grif: Uh... Sheepy: Grif: I'm Griflet. It's nice to meet you, Mom. Sheepy: Grif:.... Sheepy: Grif:.... Sheepy: Grif: !!! Sheepy: *Grif quickly realizes his mistake. He's begun panicking...* Sheepy: Grif: I-I...! It was the first name I thought of!! Arsé-kun: Vivian: ... *she just lightly pats his head* I don't mind. It does happen sometimes. Sheepy: Grif: Uh...But... I should know your name. Sheepy: Grif:...But I don't. Sheepy: Grif: However... I do know. Sheepy: Grif: You are a [Quest NPC]. Arsé-kun: Vivian: neat Sheepy: Grif: Let me see the options. Sheepy: Grif: >Tell me of this "Bambi" creature. Arsé-kun: Lance: Wh... Bambi's just a deer from some kid's movie. Why are you bringing that up now..? Sheepy: Grif: Nyarlathotep told me to find Bambi on the Playstation 2. Arsé-kun: Lance: Doesn't exist. Sheepy: Grif: ...! Sheepy: Grif: But...His reward for figuring out why Bedivere had memory loss was Bambi on the Playstation 2... Sheepy: Grif: Why did Merlin not stop me, I wonder. Sheepy: Grif: Right, that is why we are here...How do we fix it... Sheepy: Grif: But my Courage is too low to not get flustered... Arsé-kun: Vivian: Hm? Something happened to Bedivere? I liked that one.. Sheepy: Grif: He lost all of his memories yesterday after apparently struggling with memory problems for a while. Sheepy: Grif: Merlin blames you. Arsé-kun: Vivian: ... *she seems to be thinking* ... And what kind of state was that rat of a man in? *she means Merlin* Sheepy: Grif: He seemed perfectly fine. Arsé-kun: Vivian: *she frowns* And the other two? Arsé-kun: Lance: Well, uh, Meril is trapped inside that tree... Still. Sheepy: Grif: Myrrdin is cursed. Sheepy: Grif: He suffers when he thinks about women. His coping method is to hole himself into his room all day like he did before you cursed him. Sheepy: Grif: If he died in there, it would take a week or two for anyone to start being concerned. Scary. Sheepy: Grif: Simply, the only difference between Meril and Myrrdin in that respect is the fact that one has the choice to leave but simply does not take it. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Thank you. So two of the curses have stuck even to this day.. But the third... Sheepy: Grif: So your third curse probably has stuck around to this day. Sheepy: Grif: Merlin thought your curse was to make him need to feed on more emotions. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Either he had all the attention or he was going to. I figured it would do him good to get a reset and suffer along the way... Arsé-kun: Vivian: I did no such thing as that. Sheepy: Grif: So it hit the wrong person. Arsé-kun: Vivian: It unfortunately does appear so. Sheepy: Grif: How can it be fixed? Sheepy: Grif: He is important to future quests most likely. Arsé-kun: Vivian: If those excuses for mages were not able to get rid of it by now, I'm not sure I would be able to either. But I would certainly have to try. Sheepy: Grif: Meril could be, too... But Myrrdin is useless to me. He charges higher prices for his services than many less convenient shopkeepers do and his bond only unlocks more items and services that are most likely too expensive. He occasionally snapped at me when I entered his room, too, back in Camelot. He can stay cursed, even if it would give me a few bond levels if I lifted it. Sheepy: Grif: I can try punching him until the curse leaves. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Ugh, HIM! Yes! He never left unless he was forced out, and even then he was expecting people to just... Treat him like royalty! Arsé-kun: Vivian: So yes, please, punch him until it works. I will pay you to see it. Sheepy: Grif: He complains about how busy he is but doesn't even do the dirty work. He would sometimes send me off to get ingredients for him and have such vague descriptions that I would return with the wrong thing and he'd snap at me... Yes. I will punch him. Sheepy: Grif: [QUEST ADDED: You're Myrrdone for!] Sheepy: Grif: Sometimes he wouldn't even remember that he asked me to do something in the first place and then drag me in to socialize with him. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Please tell me he's learned his lesson by now..! Sheepy: Grif: Uh... Sheepy: Grif: He seems lonely but still rarely leaves home because he's afraid. Especially around lakes. He refuses to get near bodies of water. Sheepy: Grif: He told me that the last time he tried leaving the house alone, he bumped into a serial killer who tried to crucify him and ended up in a hospital right next to a mind controlling slug. Sheepy: Grif: He hasn't changed his behavior at all, the reasons have just changed. Arsé-kun: Lance: Oh, that's true. It really did happen. Coworker knew the guy that did it. Arsé-kun: Lance: .... And the slug, but this isn't about that!! Sheepy: Grif: The slug is slimy. Arsé-kun: Vivian: I have been wondering about him.. But yes, this really is off topic. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Making him afraid of going out was not the intention. Arsé-kun: Vivian: ... Then again, I may have underestimated his ability to flirt with everything that moves. Sheepy: Grif: There's nothing to flirt with in his room. Arsé-kun: Vivian: He'd find a way. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: That is why I must punch him until he's a decent person. Arsé-kun: Lance: Maybe.. Maybe at least stop if he gets too injured? Sheepy: Grif: Is he so weak not to be able to handle a hundred punches? Arsé-kun: Lance: From you? Yes, likely. Sheepy: Grif:...? Sheepy: Grif: He can have an inch of his life. Sheepy: Grif: He will realize my mercy and give me bond points. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Most importantly, if you can bring Bedivere here, to me, without any of those wizards, I will try to remove it. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. I will do so. Sheepy: Grif: [QUEST ACCEPTED: Fixing Past Mist-lakes] Sheepy: Grif: Certainly, Merlin will trust me not to drag him in a side quest and end up with us both locked in a dungeon like the last time. Sheepy: Grif: The food was subpar and my other quest was timed so I broke out to finish my other quest and then returned to the dungeon (with a very unhappy Bedivere in tow) Arsé-kun: Lance: I trust you'll have a plan if it doesn't go so easily? Sheepy: Grif: ? Sheepy: Grif: Dismember Merlin. Arsé-kun: Lance: Bedivere wouldn't like that. Sheepy: Grif: Knock him out? Arsé-kun: Lance: Still not healthy, but better. Sheepy: Grif: ... Sheepy: Grif: Throw him into my inventory? Arsé-kun: Vivian: Absolutely not. He would still be here. Sheepy: Grif: Bill. How high is your Charisma? Arsé-kun: Lance: I have no idea. Not as high as it used to be. Why? Sheepy: Grif: You can lose Charisma...?! Sheepy: Grif: But mine is already so low... Arsé-kun: Lance: I don't think you can go negative.. Sheepy: Grif: Uh... I was thinking about distraction. Sheepy: Grif: But that wouldn’t work. Sheepy: Grif:..... Sheepy: Grif: Are you ready? Sheepy: Grif: My newest plan... Arsé-kun: Lance: I suppose so.. Sheepy: Grif: We swap roles. You bring Bedivere here. I bring Merlin on a quest and get us thrown in a dungeon. Arsé-kun: Lance: .... You know? That might work. Sheepy: Grif: We need to find a dungeon now. Sheepy: Grif: But where? Sheepy: Grif:...We can figure it out later. Arsé-kun: Lance: I'm just glad we have some kind of plan, at least. Sheepy: Grif:? Sheepy: Grif: Why is Merlin banned, anyway? You can put the curse on the right person if he comes too. Arsé-kun: Vivian: I don't want to see him. Sheepy: Grif: Three quests... Good. Back in action. Sheepy: Grif: Let's work hard. Arsé-kun: Lance: Yes, lets! Sheepy: Grif: You can come too. Sheepy: Grif: Unless you don't want to. Arsé-kun: Lance: Well, I certainly have to come part of the way, at least. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: *Grif drags Lance off to go find a dungeon.* Arsé-kun: *Vivian waits a few moments, and then goes back to the water to scoop Elyan out* Sheepy: Elyan: *Despite his watery form, he seems confused and concerned. Was he forgotten? Did he miss a cue and was supposed to stay for some super secret reason?* Arsé-kun: Vivian: Don't look so sad at me. He'll be right back. Sheepy: Elyan: *This doesn't seem to make him any less anxious. Is he not a good enough partner?* Arsé-kun: *Elyan gets pet* Sheepy: *Elyan calms down a little. He appreciates it!* Arsé-kun: *We then cut ahead to our current heroes arriving at the bar* Arsé-kun: Merlin: --But no! A forklift cannot lift another forklift WHILE it's being lifted! Physics don't work that way! Sheepy: Bedi: What...? Does it lose its lifting tool as it's being lifted? Sheepy: Bedi: So they could not be used as a staircase to the heavens then? Arsé-kun: Merlin: It's lifter would be too high up to reach the bottom of the other forklift, first off, and second off no! Sheepy: Bedi:...? Arsé-kun: *Merlin groans, and busts out the hot wheels forklifts to demonstrate exactly how this does not work* Arsé-kun: Merlin: ---And anyway, you'd also have to account for more than just the forklifts. The weather, the wind direction and speed, airplane flight traffic, space rocks, who knows! Arsé-kun: Merlin: But if you stack a whole shitton of them like a staircase, and have enough counterbalance at the bottom, then MAYBE?? Arsé-kun: Lance: ... Why use those when you can just try to be shot out of a cannon? Arsé-kun: Merlin: No! Absolutely not! Arsé-kun: Merlin: You would die before you even hit the stratosphere, or you wouldn't make it that far! This isn't Kirby, you can't escape the planet's velocity with a cannon! Or this tree apparently, but that's a different story and we're not telling it! Arsé-kun: Merlin: And yes, hello, Sir Knights, what brings you here this time?? Sheepy: Grif: You. Come here. I need you. Sheepy: Bedi: Griflet, you should use "please" and greet us before you ask for something. Sheepy: Grif:? Sheepy: Grif: [Your Charisma isn't high enough to do that.] Sheepy: Grif: [Your Charisma isn't high enough to do that.] Sheepy: Grif: [Your Charisma isn't high enough to do that.] Sheepy: Bedi: Um... Sheepy: Bedi: We can work on it. Okay? Sheepy: Grif: [You have unlocked Charisma Tutor.] Arsé-kun: Lance: Outside of that, Sir Bedivere, I believe I have found a place that would work excellently for our sparring. Arsé-kun: Lance: While it was originally Sir Griflet's idea, as he is busy with several quests, I figure it would be best if we scoped it out beforehand. Arsé-kun: Merlin: One of which apparently needs me? Why? Sheepy: Bedi: Really? Excellent work! Sheepy: Grif: Why do you need reasons behind actions? Sheepy: Grif: Stop looking for logic. Sheepy: Bedi: You should be more polite and simply say you don't know. Sheepy: Grif: Hm. Sheepy: Bedi: It definitely is...! Arsé-kun: *Lancelot's Best Day in this Century Ever. He saw his Mom AND got complimented. It is a good day to be Sir Lancelot* Arsé-kun: *Yog opens the quest log for Grif to show that yes, Merlin is specifically required for [Quest: A Job Well Done-geon]. It is a requirement* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh, gross. Should I not wear my good coat for this? Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Wear what you want. Sheepy: Grif: But if you wear an outfit that makes you as slow as a bad escort quest, I will simply put you into my inventory until I need you. Sheepy: Grif: I do not allow slow escorts. I run into them the whole time or run ahead without waiting for them. Sheepy: Grif: If they get mauled by enemies, well... Sheepy: Grif: It is a failed mission. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... I'm gonna wear the heavy coat. I have a bad feeling we'll be out late. Sheepy: Grif: If it's late enough, I'll swap to my pajamas so I can sleep. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'm not even going to explain the problems here. Sheepy: Grif: Do you doubt my ownership of pajamas? Sheepy: Grif: I wear them over my armor. Arsé-kun: Merlin: How? How do you have them? You went right from our time to now. PJs were invented in... Uh. *he stops to look it up* 1870. Sheepy: Grif: I bought them. Sheepy: Grif: You may see them. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I see. You'd been introduced to capitalism. Sheepy: Grif: [Griflet swapped to Dragon Onesie costume.] Sheepy: Grif: *...Despite his claim that there's armor underneath, it's not visible. JRPG costume magic!* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Wait, this means I can..! Sheepy: Grif: Hm? Arsé-kun: *Merlin swaps to a Fou onesie. with magic. yknow* Arsé-kun: Merlin: :D! Sheepy: Grif: We are coordinated now. Arsé-kun: Merlin: But if you think I'm wearing this in combat, you're so wrong! Sheepy: Bedi: I see! Fursona suits! Arsé-kun: Lance: .... I hate that you know those words in that order. Sheepy: Bedi: Merlin said that there's a convention where you wear your fursona as a suit and interact with other fursonas. Sheepy: Bedi: It's called a furry convention. Arsé-kun: *Griflet's glossary updated.* Sheepy: Grif: [Fur-monology has been added to the glossary.] Sheepy: Bedi: I would like to go to a convention one day. I have heard there are many different types. Arsé-kun: Merlin: But not that one! Nuh-uh, no way! Sheepy: Bedi: Is it problematic. Arsé-kun: Merlin: It gets gross. Sheepy: Grif: Purroblematic. Sheepy: Grif:........ Sheepy: Grif:...Ha. Ha. Ha. Arsé-kun: *Yog sheds a single tear in his anti dimension* Sheepy: Bedi: Gross...? Hmm.. Well, one day we can go to a convention that you choose. Sheepy: Bedi: I know very little on the subject but find them fascinating. Sheepy: Bedi: Maybe if we figure out the cure for their curses, Myrrdin and Meril can come, too. Sheepy: Grif:...! Myrrdin... Sheepy: Grif: I forgot about my quest of beating him to an inch of his life. Sheepy: Grif: I must do that. Sheepy: Bedi: Um, he isn't home... Arsé-kun: Lance: *phew* Sheepy: Grif: Is she picky? Can I choose Merlin or Meril instead? Sheepy: Grif: But they're nice enough...Meanwhile Myrrdin is nice sometimes and sometimes he acts nasty towards me and tells me that I'm bothering him by just being there.. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Are you sure that isn't his substitute? Because I'm gonna suplex that guy. Arsé-kun: Merlin: *mac loading icon* Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Who the hell is "she"? Sheepy: Grif: ? Bill's mom. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I am no longer interested in going outside with you! *you can HEAR the terror in his voice* Thank you! Come again! Sheepy: Grif:? Sheepy: Grif: Why? Sheepy: Grif: She's never done anything to you. Arsé-kun: Lance: ... Bedivere, I recommend we go now or we won't get the chance to. Sheepy: Bedi:...? Oh, right! Sheepy: Bedi: Let's get going then. Sheepy: *Bedi begins heading out with Lance* Arsé-kun: *Fou waves him off. Goodbye friend* Sheepy: *Bedi leaves!* Sheepy: Grif: ...And anyway, it is not as though she leaves her lake. Arsé-kun: Merlin: We're not going there, right?!? Sheepy: Grif: What? No, of course not. Sheepy: Grif: I don't have any business there. Sheepy: Grif: Nor do you. This isn't an escort quest. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Do I have to? Sheepy: Grif: What, do you truly fear her that much? Arsé-kun: Merlin: She's scary! Sheepy: Grif: She was nice to me. Sheepy: Grif: I accidentally called her "Mom" and she wasn't bothered by it. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Wh-why were you even there?? Sheepy: Grif:? You told Bill to meet with her. We bumped into each other and went together. Sheepy: Grif: She told me that Myrrdin would refuse to leave his room and expect to be treated like royalty when he did. I told her that he was mean, ordered me around, and forgetful. Sheepy: Grif: You know, sometimes he'd give me an earful and then I'd return with what he'd asked for and he'd act all cheerful and nice like he didn't remember me. Sheepy: Grif:.....Hmm, hold on a moment. Sheepy: Grif: You said "substitute"...? There is two of him...? Sheepy: Grif:...! Horrible, awful! Why two?! One is bad enough! One is so strict and mean! One acts sweet and funny... although I don't understand his jokes. Which is the substitute? Arsé-kun: Merlin: The mean one! I rag on the copy too, fuck that guy! He's SUCH a prick! Arsé-kun: Merlin: He can do more than two but that's where it stops being fun. They start arguing... Sheepy: Grif: R-really? Sheepy: Grif:...How many do I need to punch? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Really. I need to split myself just to harass him one day-- Uh.. Preferably just the one? Sheepy: Grif: You can split yourself? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I've done it a few times, but not the same way he does. Not as fun for me. Sheepy: Grif:...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: But oh, you went with Lancelot, that makes more sense... Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: We visited his mom. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Makes sense. So where was he going now..? Sheepy: Grif:.... Sheepy: Grif: Th...they're...going to, uh, a sparring spot. Like Bill said. Were you not listening? Listen better next time! Arsé-kun: Merlin: No, I really wasn't. I was too angry about physics. Sheepy: Grif:...Uh..Yeah! That's your issue! Arsé-kun: Merlin: But okay. What did you need me for now? Sheepy: Grif:.... Sheepy: Grif: Dungeon running. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Hmmm. Oh well. I guess a good dungeon exploration sounds like it could be fun. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Arsé-kun: *Merlin shifts his outfit back to normal and then goes upstairs for some Gear™* Sheepy: *Grif waits patiently* Arsé-kun: *Merlin returns with a big winter coat and Stuff* Sheepy: Grif: Looks warm. Arsé-kun: Merlin: It is. But okay! Enough! Onwards before we lose motivation! Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: *Grif leads the way!* Arsé-kun: *They're briefly spotted by Arséne while loading his grocery shopping into his car. This is the second time I've mentioned it ever bc he doesn't use it much. But here it is necessary. Anyway, he's glad they don't notice bc he's busy doing normal people things* Sheepy: *Especially since Grif is carrying a sword in plain sight* Arsé-kun: *nobody really cares. they've all seen weirder* Sheepy: *true* Arsé-kun: *like the giant lake slug. that was weird* Sheepy: Grif: Here we are. Arsé-kun: *SPEAKING OF LAKE SLUG, he's not here. The caves are though!* Sheepy: Grif: A slug was here once. Arsé-kun: Merlin: So I heard. This place has some bad juju. Sheepy: Grif: It has zombies. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Bad start. Sheepy: Grif: Why? Arsé-kun: Merlin: They can cause infections and all sorts of nasty stuff. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Poison damage. Sheepy: Grif: You can heal poison damage. Yes? Arsé-kun: Merlin: If I don't screw up, yes. Let's just hope it's not necrotic damage too. Sheepy: Grif: Necrotic? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Subtype. Rotting damage. From undead. Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm... Sheepy: Grif: That is concerning. Arsé-kun: Merlin: It's gross. Like no thanks, don't want to be hit by a sharp corpse! Sheepy: Grif: Hmm... Sheepy: Grif: Then what do we do? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Explore anyway! You're not gonna let some dead sons of bitches stop you, right? Sheepy: Grif: You aren't coming? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh, I'm coming, but you're in the lead, chief! Sheepy: Grif:...Right. Sheepy: *Grif goes inside.* Arsé-kun: *it's wet. it's mossy. it's moldy. it's dark and stinky* Sheepy: Grif: Stinky. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Uh oh, stinky. Sheepy: Grif: Let's find loot. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I sure hope there's some! Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Let's keep going. Sheepy: *It feels as though they're being followed as they go further in...* Arsé-kun: *Merlin doesn't detect anything. He hates it.* Sheepy: *Something drips on Merlin...* Arsé-kun: *Merlin glances up and puts a hand out. He expects it to just be ceiling moisture.* Sheepy: *There's something similar to a spider leg hovering above him...* Sheepy: *But much more ice-like!* Arsé-kun: Merlin: .... Hey, Grif? Come back here and identify this. Sheepy: Grif:...? Sheepy: *Grif returns to Merlin.* Sheepy: Grif: It's a cave ceiling. Arsé-kun: Merlin: For fuck's sake. How big can monster spiders get? Sheepy: Grif: Very large. Sheepy: Grif: Why? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I just saw a huge spider leg up there for a minute. Sheepy: Grif: I don't see anything. Arsé-kun: Merlin: No shit, it's gone now. Sheepy: Grif: Maybe it was just hungry. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'd like to not be vored by a gigantic arachnid. Sheepy: Grif: Then don't get eaten. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Lifechanging. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: Let's keep going. Sheepy: Grif: If it's a spider, we just dismember it. Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's true. All that silk might be good for something! Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: *Grif turns around and continues on.* Arsé-kun: *Merlin follows him* Sheepy: *...For a bit, everything goes normal, before... the previously seen spider leg slips into the back of Merlin's shirt! It's cold and wet like ice.* Arsé-kun: *Merlin yelps and takes the dash action to get the FUCK out of dodge* Sheepy: *...Whatever it is is being dragged along with him!* Arsé-kun: Merlin: GRIIIIIIIIIIIFFF! Sheepy: Grif:....? *he looks back* Did you make a friend, Merlin? Arsé-kun: Merlin: IT'S TOUCHING ME Sheepy: Grif: It's panicking as much as you are. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Get it off me please, quick! It feels like death's cold hand is reaching down my spine! Sheepy: *Grif pulls off the creature being dragged by Merlin and shows it to him. It's none other than...a headless man with tendrils coming from his back.* Sheepy: Grif: Look, Merlin, he's trembling. You frightened him. Arsé-kun: *That's not very expected or normal. Really* Arsé-kun: Merlin: But he grabbed me first..! Sheepy: *The headless man is rapidly doing different hand motions. It appears to be very panicked sign language.* Sheepy: Grif: You can apologize to each other. Sheepy: ?: ........ "Sorry. It was a prank." Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Was it? ... Arsé-kun: Merlin: .... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Alright, you really got me. Sheepy: ?: "Where are we?" Arsé-kun: Merlin: We arrrrre under a lake in a cavern system in *someone honks a trunk horn in the right place on the road and it fuckin echos thru the entire cavern. it's incredible.* Sheepy: ?: "I don't know where that is." Arsé-kun: Merlin: W- *this happens a second time. This should not be possible. Water dilutes sound.* Sheepy: ?: "I am new here. I am looking for my family, but my horse has been eaten and my new mount is unruly." Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's rough, buddy. Sheepy: ?: "Are you lost, too?" Arsé-kun: Merlin: A little, but we came down here to explore. Sheepy: ?: "So I can tag along?" Arsé-kun: Merlin: Sure, why not? Sheepy: ?: "Thank you. I don't know my name anymore. Let me see..." Sheepy: *Despite his lack of a head, he seems deep in thought...* Arsé-kun: *Body language and reading emotions (for Merlin)* Arsé-kun: *also apparently he can see despite his lack of head. this poor man* Sheepy: ?: "Well, I think most accurate would be something along the lines of 'Headless Rider of the Sleepy Hollows'." Arsé-kun: Merlin: *he solemnly nods* Ah, yes. The horseless headless man. Sheepy: ?: "Not a horseman anymore. My horse was eaten by a wolf." Arsé-kun: Merlin: Color me surprised. Didn't know a dullahan's horse could be killed to begin with. heepy: Grif: So the wolf must be connected to death in some way, too. Like a demon that consumes souls and prevents them from being able to pass on. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Magical wolf.... Fenrir? Hati or Skoll? Sheepy: ?: "I don't know. He's been letting me ride him for the time being for some reason. He seems stressed." Sheepy: ?: "But he seems to mostly have a taste for humans." Sheepy: Grif: So he is an enemy to slay. Sheepy: ?: ...! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Now, now. Some dragons eat only humans and you still let them live. Sheepy: Grif: Yes... Sheepy: Grif: So he may not be evil? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Probably not. Why would an animal know better? Sheepy: Grif:....True. Sheepy: *Something is shifting in the darkness...* Sheepy: Grif: Let's keep going. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yes, of course. We wouldn't want to miss any timegated events~ Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: *Grif keeps walking.* Arsé-kun: *Merlin starts to follow, then turns back to drag the headless horseless man with them. Logic be damned* Sheepy: *Suddenly, something jumps out from the darkness!* Arsé-kun: *BUT WE DON'T CARE ABOUT THAT!!!* Sheepy: Bedi: --This seems like a nice place to spar! Arsé-kun: Lance: I most Certainly said so. *he is proud of himself. look ma he did it* Sheepy: Bedi: You were right! Arsé-kun: *+100 pride. +10 appreciation. This is still the best day of his life so far in the 2000s* Sheepy: Bedi: I've always been fascinated by water because my travels have only lead me across land. Arsé-kun: Lance: And we don't need to go far to clean up. Nobody comes here, we won't get in trouble. Sheepy: Bedi: Incredible...! Sheepy: Bedi: Thankfully, I remembered my sword. Have you forgotten your sword before? It is very embarrassing. Sheepy: Bedi: However, the reason why I know this is not personal experience, but secondhand embarrassment from Lucan. Arsé-kun: Lance: Of course. It happens. .... On the other hand, I had to once fight someone with nothing but a stop sign, and it is very effective. Sheepy: Bedi: I feel as though you could fight using any object as a weapon and havs a good chance at winning. Arsé-kun: Lance: Well! Maybe so now that it's been said! *BEST DAY OF! MY! LIFE* Sheepy: Bedi: Yes! And by sparring, we will both become less rusty. Arsé-kun: Lance: Well then, shall we begin? Sheepy: *Bedi gets ready to spar!* Arsé-kun: *Lancelot is Ready!* Sheepy: *They spar!* Arsé-kun: *It goes in a way. Stupid things are done by all involved. Smart things happen. And then the minute they're too tired to continue, Lance puts his stuff down and throws himself into the lake. Typical Lancelot* Sheepy: Bedi: *huff, huff* ...Good job, Sir Lancelot...! Arsé-kun: Lance: I should be saying that to you, Sir Bedivere..! For being rusty, you did well! Sheepy: Bedi:...! Thank you. However... If I am not strong enough to protect my King, I must keep working at it. Sheepy: Bedi:...! Thank you. However... If I am not strong enough to protect my King, I must keep working at it. Arsé-kun: Lance: And yourself. You can't usually protect someone if you are dead. Sheepy: Bedi: Hmm... Sheepy: Bedi: I'd never thought of protecting myself. Arsé-kun: Lance: Most ghosts can't use physical objects. If you die, you're probably screwed. Sheepy: Bedi: However, if it bought my King even a second more of life, it would be worth it to me. Arsé-kun: Lance: I can already tell that Merlin would be pouting. Sheepy: Bedi: Ahaha... Yes, I suppose the same would apply for Merlin. Sheepy: Bedi: However, I devoted my life to my King. That is what it should be used for. Arsé-kun: Lance: And you kept with it. How honorable of you. Sheepy: Bedi: But the King passing at the Battle of Camlann makes me think I am too weak to protect him if the time ever came that I needed to. Arsé-kun: Vivian: The King's passing was unfortunate, but predetermined. Your loyalty and strength of will shall not go unnoticed any longer. Sheepy: Bedi: What? It was predetermined...? Arsé-kun: Vivian: ... Everyone dies. That is a simple fact of mortal life. It was bound to happen. Do not stress- That you have come this far is such a testament of will. Sheepy: Bedi:...Thank you. Arsé-kun: Vivian: You're quite welcome. You are also welcome to come here whenever you'd like. The Excalibur let you handle it for a reason. .. But this is not about that. Sheepy: Bedi:...! Thank you! Sheepy: Bedi:...But what is this about? Arsé-kun: Vivian: I wanted to apologize to you. After all this time, it's been recognized that when I went to curse the three incubi, one of the curses did not land where it was intended. That would most likely be why your memory has degraded so much. Sheepy: Bedi:...! Sheepy: Bedi:...So I protected Merlin unknowingly. Arsé-kun: Vivian: That seems to be the case, yes. Sheepy: Bedi: The fact I was able to protect him brings me joy. *He appears surprisingly pleased!* Arsé-kun: Vivian: How sweet. I still intend to curse him, but it will be on a much more minor level. Because he has not had the needed karma. Bastard. Sheepy: Bedi: “Karma”...? Has he wronged you in some way? Arsé-kun: Vivian: Either way, lets focus on the main priority, that being that you carry the curse you never deserved. Sheepy: Bedi: Can it be broken? Arsé-kun: Vivian: Would you like to find out now? Sheepy: Bedi: Yes! Sheepy: Bedi: Ah..I mean, of course. Sheepy: Bedi: But how? Arsé-kun: Vivian: Considering where my brand of magic works best... How long can you hold your breath for, approximately? Sheepy: Bedi: Hmm? Not as long as Sir Kay can. Arsé-kun: Vivian: That would be a given. Sheepy: Bedi: My experience with water is minimal. Arsé-kun: Vivian: ... Noted. I'll have Elyan assist you then. Sheepy: Bedi: Elyan is here...? He is never far from Sir Griflet... Arsé-kun: Vivian: And Sir Griflet was here earlier today. Sheepy: Bedi: Yes, for a quest to punch Myrrdin... But he was out. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Out of the building or out cold? This affects my response. Sheepy: Bedi: Out of the building. Arsé-kun: Vivian: That is unfortunate. Sheepy: Bedi:....? But him being comfortable enough to leave the home alone is a miracle after he was attacked by a serial killer the last time he went out alone. Arsé-kun: Vivian: I only requested a punch, not a murderous beatdown. Sheepy: Bedi: Oh, the serial killer wasn't Griflet. Arsé-kun: Vivian: That does explain a lot. Sheepy: Bedi: He was running around trying to turn people into art pieces and attempted crucifying Myrrdin. Arsé-kun: Vivian: How... Ironic. I may need to look into this later on. Sheepy: Bedi: Um... what was his name... Sheepy: Bedi: Stephano something. Sheepy: Bedi:...Ah, right, what did you need from me? Arsé-kun: Vivian: ... How long can you hold your breath for, again? Sheepy: Bedi: I don't know. My swimming experience is limited. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Do your best. Now, you have several moments to prepare yourself. Sheepy: Bedi: *he inhales sharply* ...I will succeed! Arsé-kun: *Vivian draws near and places a hand on his chest.... Before sharply whipping herself around and dunking him into the lake. Vivian has gains bro* Sheepy: Bedi: --!! Arsé-kun: *She asked for a REASON, Bedivere!!* Sheepy: *And yet, Bedi is having difficulty!* Arsé-kun: *Probably because he got slammed in with a force greater than he expected.* Sheepy: *Thanks to Elyan's help, Bedi didn't drown! But he's tired, dazed, and confused.* Arsé-kun: *This is perfectly understandable, and no one will complain about this. If anything happened in the water, well, Lance doesn't know because he's paid this entire scene 0% attention* Sheepy: Bedi:...Did it...did it work? Arsé-kun: Vivian: It certainly seems like it did, but perhaps I should have been more gentle. Sheepy: Bedi: No. I am fine. ...Just, feeling out of it. Arsé-kun: Vivian: I would let you rest here on the shore, but it is moderately cold... Ah, I know. Sheepy: Bedi:...? Sheepy: Bedi:.....? *he enjoys the warmth, but a question is haunting him...* Sheepy: Bedi:....How did you get a driver's license...? Arsé-kun: Vivian: By signing up for an adult's driving course and going through it. ...And a fake ID. Arsé-kun: Vivian: It is a pain. Sheepy: Bedi: I see... Sheepy: Bedi: Too bad. Sheepy: Bedi: If they didn't require them, getting groceries would be easier. Sheepy: Bedi:...Groceries...Why does that seem important... Arsé-kun: Vivian: Worry about it once you are home. It sounds like something Merlin forgot to do. Sheepy: Bedi: Yes... good idea. Sheepy: Bedi: I cannot worry about it currently. Sheepy: Bedi: I can worry about it at home. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Try not to stress yourself out. We'll head there in a moment. Sheepy: Bedi: Thank you...I'll try to relax. Arsé-kun: *Vivian pats his head and leaves him in the car to do a few minor tasks* Arsé-kun: *Which include placing Elyan in Bedi's lap to absorb the water, throwing Lancelot on the truck bed (he does not appreciate this bc it is covered in snow), and putting on more truck-appropriate clothes so she doesn't have to drive in her good dress. Overalls n' plaid for the hardworking swordwoman.* Arsé-kun: *and no, no one is allowed to see that last part* Sheepy: Bedi: Oh, this is where Elyan ended up...? Arsé-kun: Vivian: It is. Sheepy: Bedi: I see... Sheepy: Elyan: *honk* Arsé-kun: *Viv honks the truck's horn. Hjonk* Sheepy: Bedi: Griflet will probably return to the cafe after his mission is done... Sheepy: Bedi: Myrrdin should be there by now, too. Sheepy: Bedi: He'll probably be in his room if you want to talk to him. Arsé-kun: Vivian: How exciting. But all right. *she starts her truck and puts her seatbelt on* Get'cher seatbelt on and lets get this show on the road. Sheepy: *Bedi buckles himself in!* Sheepy: Bedi: I am ready whenever. Arsé-kun: *and so, Vivian pulls the truck out of park and Lets Fuckin' Go* Sheepy: *The bar is open as always!* Arsé-kun: *Yes, but she has to PARK FIRST. Inconspicuous parking in front of an empty lot? Harder than it looks probably.* Sheepy: *true!* Arsé-kun: *Lance found dead on the sidewalk somewhere because you generally can't stay on an icy back of a pickup truck. It just doesn't happen* Arsé-kun: *But Bedi and Elyan made it, 100% safe and in one piece!* Sheepy: Bedi: This is our destination. Sheepy: Bedi: *he gets out of the car* Thank you for the ride. Sheepy: *Elyan is already making his way to the door wordlessly* Arsé-kun: Vivian: You're quite welcome. Lets give them a surprise, shall we? Sheepy: *Bedi enters the bar* Sheepy: Bedi: I'm back! Arsé-kun: Fou: Fou're fou! *hello, this bar is run by fou and only fou* Sheepy: *Meril is nowhere to be seen...* Sheepy: Bedi: Oh, Fou, it's just you today...? Sheepy: Bedi: So Myrrdin is in his room and Meril must be sleeping somewhere. Arsé-kun: *Fou turns around and peers over the bar* Sheepy: Bedi: Hmmm... I see. Sheepy: Bedi: Your best bet may be meeting Myrrdin first, then... Sheepy: Bedi: He should be in his room. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Ah, of course he is. Sheepy: Bedi: Unfortunately. Sheepy: Bedi: Unfortunately, Meril is most knowledgeable on making drinks and he's asleep. Arsé-kun: Vivian: I don't mind. I would much rather wait until after I've finished for that. Sheepy: Bedi: Yes, I understand. Sheepy: Bedi: I think Griflet dragged Merlin somewhere, so he will be out for a while... Arsé-kun: Vivian: That does make this easier. Sheepy: Bedi: Yes, Arsé-kun: Vivian: If he kills me, Lancelot gets my truck. I'll be back soon. Arsé-kun: *Viv goes upstairs. It isn't hard to follow the neet-ass stank. That's a joke but he can't be hard to find if he's stationary.* Sheepy: *Especially since his room is labelled!* Arsé-kun: *Vivian considers messing with him, but he's been through enough. She'll be polite to him this time and knock.* Sheepy: Myrrdin: *he takes a few moments to finish before opening the door. He looks surprised!* Sheepy: Myrrdin: Uh... It's serious if you're here to see me. Arsé-kun: Vivian: ... ... I'll be blunt, this shit's lasted too long and I'm going to personally remove it. Sheepy: Myrrdin: ...? But I deserved it. Arsé-kun: Vivian: You deserved it, yes. Absolutely. I can't disagree. Instead, you've gotten to the point where it is more damaging. Sheepy: Myrrdin: That's true, but I've learned to live with it. Sheepy: Myrrdin: However...I definitely wouldn't object to its removal. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Listen, I don't want to hear you whining behind a closed door how you'll be the only one not lifted. You will. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Eh? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Shoot...I thought it might've been for a different reason like... Uh, "I'm not mad at you anymore, so I'm removing it"... Arsé-kun: Vivian: Absolutely not. I'm just being polite. Sheepy: Myrrdin: You're still mad...? Arsé-kun: Vivian: The word is "Bitter", and yes. So can you hold your breath for longer now or do I need to treat you like a newborn? This is for important reasons. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I'm sorry. I shouldn't have kept agreeing to meet up with you when I knew leaving alone wasn't something I felt comfortable doing. I should've just explained the situation. Sheepy: Myrrdin:...Oh, I haven't gone swimming or anything, so I'm no better than when we last met. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I thought giving you distance was the best option so I really only interacted with water for drinking and bathing. Arsé-kun: Vivian: *she sighs.* You need to get out more. And what, did you think I was going to show up in a chlorine-hole and pants you? Sheepy: Myrrdin: The last time I went out alone other than today I got stabbed multiple times. Sheepy: Myrrdin: And anyway, they added the capability of socializing without ever leaving your room! Shopping without ever leaving your room! Working without ever leaving your room! Modern technology is amazing! Arsé-kun: Vivian: ... Yes, we can talk about that first part later. I have questions about that. Sheepy: Myrrdin: However, I still enjoy walking around at night...sleeping in graveyards... Hmm, they don't really allow you to use zoom in graveyards... Sheepy: Myrrdin: Oh, right, removing it...Well, the fountain is here if you want to use it. Arsé-kun: Vivian: So you don't interact with water, but you kept it..? I can't wait to see my fountain looking like a rat's pissing pool. Sheepy: Myrrdin: No! I kept it clean! Sheepy: Myrrdin: I wouldn't let it get dirty. Sheepy: Myrrdin: But I stay away from lakes and pools. I wanted to give you distance until you weren't mad anymore. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I thought my presence would only make you angrier. "He won't come out tor me but he'll come out for some plants?" and so on. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Fair, but it's true. Sheepy: Myrrdin: If it helps any, I won't go out for the plants either. Arsé-kun: Vivian: So you've gotten worse. Sheepy: Myrrdin: If I can't get someone to do it for me, I'll usually just make a double through magic... if my luck is right, he'll be willing to go out. Sheepy: Myrrdin: If I can't get someone to doit for me, I'll usually just make a double through magic... if my luck is right, he'll be willing to go out. Sheepy: Myrrdin:...Hey, it's too dangerous to go out alone. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Save talking for afterwards. Please. Be quiet. Sheepy: Myrrdin:...Fine, but only if you aren't going to leave the second you're done. Sheepy: Myrrdin: So, what do I do? Arsé-kun: Vivian: I'm not. I still have Meril to deal with after you. Now get in the fountain. Sheepy: *Myrrdin does as told.* Arsé-kun: *Vivian starts trying to remove this curse as well, but it's far stronger than the last one and it doesn't budge* Sheepy: *Myrrdin seems to be pained but is keeping his mouth shut...* Arsé-kun: Vivian: ... How often do you cause this to go off? Sheepy: Myrrdin: *he grins sheepishly* Well... Arsé-kun: Vivian: .... You're a mess. You're lucky you're cute, Myrr. Sheepy: Myrrdin:!! Arsé-kun: *Vivian starts managing to physically rip this curse off of Myrrdin's body. However, the curse is so strong by now that it can and will fight back with it's... Slimy, phlegmmy, pus-like, chunky and moist fuckin' shit, this long stringy gross spider web dipped in slime and vom, this fucking* Arsé-kun: *This curdled milk looking black ink mistake* Sheepy: Myrrdin: *he's biting his tongue. everything is pain! just don't scream and distract her!* Sheepy: Myrrdin: Hrk...That's what it looks like...?! ...Ghhh! *he clenches his teeth* Arsé-kun: Vivian: Well, it wasn't supposed to be pleasant..!! Sheepy: Myrrdin: I-it’s...! Sheepy: Myrrdin: It's horrible! Th-that was in me...?! Arsé-kun: Vivian: Apparently..! It wasn't like this when I cast it, certainly..! Sheepy: Myrrdin:...Eh, me setting it off so regularly must've made it turn into that... Sheepy: Myrrdin:.... Arsé-kun: Vivian: .... If you're going to vomit, please do it away from me. Sheepy: Myrrdin:....I'll be back. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Wash yourself off. You've still got residue on you. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Right. Thanks. Sheepy: *Myrrdin leaves for a few minutes.* Arsé-kun: *Vivian manages to shove the angry goo into one of Myrrdin's empty supply jars in the meantime. Thankfully. Staining is minimal* Sheepy: *Myrrdin returns, still looking a little sick... and the marks are still on his chest* Arsé-kun: Vivian: I stole a jar. Sheepy: Myrrdin: You could even keep it if you want. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Considering it's got an angry ball of goo, I don't think you want it. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I tried washing it off... Sheepy: Myrrdin: I've grown used to the tattoos but knowing that gunk is still inside me... Arsé-kun: Vivian: It is offputting. I certainly did not expect it to have become so... Like this. Sheepy: Myrrdin:...I guess I let it grow too much? Arsé-kun: Vivian: Perhaps? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Well, every time I look in the mirror I get to remember how that looked. Arsé-kun: Vivian: You're legally allowed to look at people and in trade, this. Sheepy: Myrrdin: This? Arsé-kun: Vivian: ... What are you still here for? Don't you have hot people to be staring at? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Eh? I already am, aren't I? Arsé-kun: Vivian: .... I really do not know what I expected. Arsé-kun: Vivian: .... Right, there was something else I needed to ask you about. Sheepy: Myrrdin: What is it? Sheepy: Myrrdin: I'll try to answer as best as I can. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Where and who is the man that attacked you? I have a gift for him and it's pain. Sheepy: Myrrdin: The man who stabbed me... Stefano Valentino. Missing an eye, tried to turn me into an art piece... They arrested him. He's in jail right now. Sheepy: Myrrdin: My memory of the whole thing is kinda foggy. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Would you like to watch him try to make art with no eyes? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Eh....? W-with you? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Well, I'd rather a movie, but this is fine too! Arsé-kun: Vivian: Don't push your luck that far. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Eh...Okay, I guess it's going a little too fast. Sheepy: Myrrdin: This time I'll show up! Arsé-kun: Vivian: If you don't, this jar is going under your pillow. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Ehhhh?! Scary!! Sheepy: Myrrdin: I will, I will! Sheepy: Myrrdin: And I can teach you about the wonders of instant messaging! Sheepy: Myrrdin:...Hmm, but do you have a phone? Or a computer? Arsé-kun: Vivian: Now, look at my clothes, look at my lake in the middle of nowhere- Where would I put a computer?? Sheepy: Myrrdin:......*he's thinking* ... Sheepy: Myrrdin: Your car? Arsé-kun: Vivian: Fair. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I use instant messaging a lot. Arsé-kun: *the angry goo is angry in a jar* Sheepy: Myrrdin:...Is it supposed to look mad? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Doed it even have feelings? Arsé-kun: Vivian: It shouldn't. It was only a curse. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Hmm... Sheepy: Myrrdin: It's so angry looking. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Do I really have to keep it...? Arsé-kun: Vivian: I'd be mad too if my purpose suddenly became useless. Also, yes. Sheepy: Myrrdin: But... Sheepy: Myrrdin: What if it goes back in me in my sleep? Sheepy: Myrrdin: What if it comes after me...? Arsé-kun: Vivian: Well, then you take it back off like a reused sticker. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Does it eat food? Do I need to feed it...? Arsé-kun: Vivian: I... I genuinely do not know. I've never let a curse live this long. Sheepy: Myrrdin:...... Arsé-kun: Vivian: The other two weren't physical. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Uh...so this is a mystery we have to figure out together. Arsé-kun: Vivian: I would prefer not to. Sheepy: Myrrdin: But... Sheepy: Myrrdin: You're making me take care of it. Arsé-kun: Vivian: You... I realized how awful this is in hindsight. It's like raising a child without the father. *she sighs, heavily* Fine, I'll help you, but we are not dating. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Ouch... I guess I haven't dealt with my flaws yet, so I haven't become someone you'd want to date. *he's mulling this over* Sheepy: Myrrdin: But leaving the house alone... makes me worry I'll be attacked and unable to defend myself...Hmm... Sheepy: Myrrdin: I'll work hard all the same...! Sheepy: Myrrdin: But that did happen the second I got comfortable, didn't it. Arsé-kun: Vivian: It certainly sounds like it. Sheepy: Myrrdin: So getting comfortable isn't safe... Sheepy: Myrrdin:....... Arsé-kun: Vivian: You're an idiot. You have fists. Use them. Sheepy: Myrrdin:...? Sheepy: Myrrdin: And potentially injure them...? Sheepy: Myrrdin: I can't risk something like that. Arsé-kun: *Vivian looks frustrated* Sheepy: Myrrdin: I would've just defended myself normally but I was so burnt out magic wise and didn't bring my staff. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I usually just flash a bright light and run. Sheepy: Myrrdin: But...using my fists? What if I hurt my hands? Arsé-kun: Vivian: Then heal them. Moron. Sheepy: Myrrdin: *he's mulling this over* Sheepy: Myrrdin: I'd rather just not go out alone. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Take the Cath Palug. Sheepy: Myrrdin: But Fou doesn't always want to go. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Take your new son. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Oh...Hmm... I guess it'll get lonely now that it doesn't have me to try to kill at every waking moment. Sheepy: Myrrdin: You're right, I guess. Sheepy: Myrrdin: But you'll have to pitch in sometimes too. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Certainly, but do not simply dump them on me from nowhere and then take off to bang several other people. Sheepy: Myrrdin: No, I wouldn't do that! Arsé-kun: Vivian: Ah, true. You would need to go outside first. Sheepy: Myrrdin:...! N-no...I... I do...! Sheepy: Myrrdin: I've been working really hard...But...I...*he grimaces* When I start getting comfortable, things happen. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Things aren't going to stop happening just because one man is uncomfy. Sheepy: Myrrdin: That's not what I meant. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Now, that isn't fair to say when we do not know if the overgrown curse was to blame for that as well. Sheepy: Myrrdin: So what do you suggest? Sheepy: Myrrdin: I've tried all I can other than damaging others. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Get a guard dog. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Dog... Arsé-kun: Vivian: Most people hone in on the dog. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Sir Lancelot does seem safe and trustworthy... Arsé-kun: *Myrrdin is now in danger* Sheepy: Myrrdin:...? Arsé-kun: Vivian: Do not make me regret helping you. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Eh... Sheepy: Myrrdin: I kinda assumed you already did because it's me and somehow I manage to unknowingly make everyone mad. Sheepy: Myrrdin: But... If you're going to regret removing it, just put it back. Arsé-kun: Vivian: And watch you die? From something stupid? Sheepy: Myrrdin: It's not as though you'd be around for it. Arsé-kun: *Vivian starts to say something but is interrupted by a door downstairs SLAMMING open and Merlin yelling "What's up, fuckers?!"* Sheepy: Myrrdin: Oh, it must be Merlin. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I guess I should go check on what he needs. Arsé-kun: Vivian: A reminder to keep it down is what. Sheepy: Myrrdin:...? It doesn't bother me. Sheepy: Myrrdin: What were you saying before he barged in? Arsé-kun: Vivian: Forget it. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Did I tick you off? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. Arsé-kun: Vivian: You're still extraordinarily dense. I'll leave it at that. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I don't understand. Arsé-kun: Vivian: ... I am teasing you. You still can't tell? Sheepy: Myrrdin: No, not really. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Why would I want to chase down someone that harmed you, and then proceed to suggest you get injured? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Uh...Because you personally want vengeance? Arsé-kun: Vivian: I've gotten more than plenty from you. Don't worry so much. Sheepy: Myrrdin:?! Sheepy: Myrrdin: I assumed you hated me unto this day. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Did I not state that the curse did far more to you than I'd intended? Sheepy: Myrrdin: It doesn't change the fact that me standing you up so many times wasn't right and that I still haven't improved despite saying I would. Arsé-kun: Vivian: The latter of which is by all means my own fault. Sheepy: Myrrdin:...So you don't hate me? Arsé-kun: Vivian: No, I don't hate you. Still not dating you, but I do not hate you Sheepy: Myrrdin: Of course not. I haven’t improved myself enough for that. I couldn’t bring myself to date you even if you wanted to. Not in my current state. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Well, if I wanted to, you wouldn't get much of a choice. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Eh? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Hmmm... Scary. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Thank you. I really try. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Do you... You don’t need to. Arsé-kun: Vivian: I like to. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I see that... Arsé-kun: Vivian: But enough talk. Lets take care of your brother. The actually cursed one. Take your son with you. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Right. Arsé-kun: *Vivian goes downstairs. Merlin sees her and screams* Sheepy: *Myrrdin follows* Arsé-kun: Merlin: WHY IS SHE HERE?! MYRRDIN!! WHY???? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Merlin, don’t be so loud. Look at my jar. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... That gives me massively bad vibes. Sheepy: Myrrdin: It’s my curse. Sheepy: Myrrdin: That’s great, right? Arsé-kun: Merlin: ?! *looks at Myrrdin's tattoos, back to the jar, back to Myrrdin, back t* Sheepy: Myrrdin: It left a stain. Arsé-kun: Vivian: Be glad you didn't see it outside of the jar. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Yeah! Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'll pass! Sheepy: Myrrdin: Wow! Sheepy: Myrrdin: We’re keeping him. Arsé-kun: Merlin: We already have Fou! Do we need two curses?? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Yes. Arsé-kun: Fou: Fou! Sheepy: Myrrdin: I don’t think he and Fou will get along though. Arsé-kun: *Fou sniffs the jar, and then recoils with the lemon-cat face* Sheepy: Myrrdin: Exactly. Arsé-kun: Merlin: And what the hell do you mean "He"? Curses aren't sentient! Sheepy: Myrrdin: This one is. Sheepy: Myrrdin: It grew powerful enough to gain sentience. Arsé-kun: Merlin: So you want to keep... A living, sentient curse? That literally made your life hell? Why??? Arsé-kun: *merlin looks genuinely confused* Sheepy: Myrrdin: Uh... Sheepy: Myrrdin: Well, if it's sentient, I made it that way. Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's not a child! Sheepy: Myrrdin: But if it were, it'd be Vivian's and mine. Arsé-kun: Merlin: .... Ah. I get it. It's like you were man-pregnant. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Now that you've said that, we'll get ads for mpreg comics with how ads seem to be picked up from conversations. Arsé-kun: Merlin: What, are those not fucking hilarious??? They're so bad. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Does anyone actually click on them? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Maybe for the irony. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Anyway, objects that stay around long enough become sentient, right? I'd guess it's the same deal here. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Look, man, I'm into some weird shit, but that takes the cake. Sheepy: Myrrdin: So you won't help Arsé-kun: Merlin: Do I look like I know how to children? Sheepy: Myrrdin: I don't know how to either. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Did Bedi get home yet? He adopted kids way back when, he should know. Arsé-kun: Merlin: .... If he remembers it. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I wouldn't know. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I've been upstairs with Vivian for a to while now. Arsé-kun: *Vivian does not input. She appears from behind the bar counter, takes a bottle of wine, and raises an eyebrow* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh? Oh?? And what were you doing? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Talking. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yeah? And what else? ;) Sheepy: Myrrdin: She removed the curse from me. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Damn, that's it? Sheepy: Myrrdin: She removed the curse from me. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Damn, that's it? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Y'all didn't bang? You d-- Arsé-kun: *Vivian slams her fist over Merlin's head, flooring him instantly. He's okay, thankfully* Arsé-kun: Vivian: Please do not forget that I still despise you. Arsé-kun: Merlin: F-fair enough..! Ow, ow... Arsé-kun: Vivian: Now then. All three curses have been removed, I had to touch That *she gestures to the jar*, and I need to find my actual son. I have things to do, unlike you two, so I'll be taking my leave. Good luck with that. *and she leaves* Arsé-kun: *there's a few moments of silence, and then..* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Hey, wait, we can all go out for food together now! We can go see Arthur with Meril! We could steal someone's car! Sheepy: Myrrdin: Yeah, we can. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Now we’ll need to list working hours.. Sheepy: Myrrdin: And take actual payment. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Shoot, you're right. It's not like he'll be home for the next century. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Yeah! Sheepy: Myrrdin: Gosh, but what’ll we even charge...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Money?? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I could look it up?? Take suggestions from my fans? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Well, of course money. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Get a credit card scanner? Sheepy: Myrrdin: You need to be able to calculate all costs that go into making a drink such as labor, material, and other side costs and then calculate how much percentage profit you can reasonably make off of each drink. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... .... Five dollar. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Wow... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Okay, but actually.... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Lets use this one for example. *he pats the closest bottle* This is, according to the label, about 13 dollars. It's 375 mL, but a cup is 237 mL. So it'd be like... Ten dollars for a cup of it? Arsé-kun: Merlin: And then five for whoever finishes it off. Profit. Arsé-kun: Merlin: They get to keep the bottle. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Huh. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Yeah, that sounds about right I guess. Arsé-kun: Merlin: But it's not like many people see us to begin with! Sheepy: Bedi: If you wanted to get around a 50% profit for it, you could charge $12 for the cup and $7 for the remaining portion. Sheepy: Bedi: But is that reasonable? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Two dollars more... Yeah, that sounds right! Good work, babe! Sheepy: Bedi: Thank you. Arsé-kun: *Merlin pauses to process complex abstractions* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Hold on a moment. Bedi, babe, hon, you went out with Lancelot earlier, but Vivian was looking for him. And since she was dealing with the curses, does that mean she dealt with yours...? Sheepy: Bedi: Yes. Arsé-kun: Merlin: !! Sheepy: Bedi: I took a shower to deal with the brain fog that came from her removal of the curse. Sheepy: Bedi: Unfortunately, my brain is still a little...hazy. I think with a good night's sleep the fog should fade. For now, however... Sheepy: *There's a yelp from Meril in the background.* Sheepy: Bedi:...We have no hot water. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Ah. Of course. Sheepy: Bedi: However, it felt very nice while it lasted. Arsé-kun: Merlin: We need a better heater... Maybe a modern radiator too.. Arsé-kun: Merlin: But goods and services cost money! Sheepy: Myrrdin: We need to charge for our services so we can earn money. Arsé-kun: Merlin: These bar services, you mean. We need people to come in to get money. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Yeah. Sheepy: Myrrdin: But how...? Through advertising? Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's where the problem with the tree being fuckin' invisible comes in!!! Sheepy: Myrrdin: Hmmm... Sheepy: Myrrdin: This really is tough. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Can we just convince the regulars to bring more people?? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Good idea! Sheepy: Bedi: The lawyer knows many people due to being a lawyer, so perhaps he could help.. Arsé-kun: Merlin: You're right, but that doesn't settle the whole "Most people cannot see the tree unless it is introduced to them". Do we make a youtube video? Will that work? Sheepy: Bedi: Maybe... Sheepy: Bedi: But can it be caught on camera? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Never actually tried! Sheepy: Myrrdin: What if we put a sign on it? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Maybe? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Let's try it later. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Hey, speaking of... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Hey, we were just talking about you! Come on in! Arsé-kun: *Barok enters the bar, looking relatively exhausted. He brought a friend!* Arsé-kun: Barok: ... Make me regret being alive and I'll let it slide. Sheepy: ?: It's hidden very welll... it is. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Yeah, we can do that. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Oh, you brought someone else! Sheepy: Myrrdin: We were just considering asking you to do exactly that! Sheepy: Rikao: ...My name is Rikao... it is. I'm a defense attorney... yes. *he shyly looks away* My... my, uh, friend brought me. ...Friend... yes. Sheepy: Bedi: I will get Meril. One moment. Arsé-kun: Merlin: You're lucky today. We haven't figured out actual monetary prices yet, so our payment is the same as you've likely been told already. Sheepy: Rikao: Payment... It is necessary for me to pay you somehow... it is. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Well, we'll take either stories or whatever money you wanna pay. Doesn't really matter! Sheepy: Rikao: Scamming people is wrong... Yes. So I must pay you with money. My life is not that interesting... it's not. Arsé-kun: Barok: Oh? So I'm going to be the one sharing what set you off this week in court? Sheepy: Rikao: Yes. Arsé-kun: Barok: Good, because I intended to anyway. Sheepy: Rikao: Really? Arsé-kun: Barok: Yes. I cannot believe you of all people fell for updog. Sheepy: Rikao: I have never heard of updog... Sheepy: Rikao: I assumed it to be a very tall dog...Yes. You look up and there is a dog... it is. Arsé-kun: Barok: .... *he picks up the tiny Rikao and puts him on a seat. he's so Small.* How are you going to reach your drink like this? Sheepy: Rikao: I go to bars often for performances. It is easier to "vibe" in this form... it is. Jalope taught me of this word. Sheepy: Rikao: He likes to say, "Rikao-chin is vibing, wei wei, ciao ciao," and such... Yes. Sheepy: Rikao: However, if it's not socially accepted, I'll follow your suggestion... Yes. *poof! He's a lot taller and much more human now!* Sheepy: Meril: Oh, customers... so early? *he looks cold* Arsé-kun: Barok: Afternoon. Could you kindly end my life? Sheepy: Rikao: Such a thing is usually illegal... Arsé-kun: Barok: Not like that. Sheepy: Meril: Oh, the usual? No problem. Sheepy: Rikao: ...? Sheepy: Rikao: He doesn't plan to poison you... Very good. ...Yes. Arsé-kun: Barok: I can poison myself just fine, thank you. Sheepy: Rikao: Hmm... It doesn't take much skill to accomplish that... It doesn't. Sheepy: Meril: What would you like, ehhh... Sheepy: Rikao: Rikao. Defense attorney. Singer. Bassist. Sheepy: Myrrdin: That's a unique last name. Arsé-kun: Barok: It isn't. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Maaaaan, Meril, you have GOT to get outside! *he knows what he said.* Sheepy: Rikao: Rikao. Defense attorney. Singer. Bassist. Sheepy: Meril: That's a unique last name. Arsé-kun: Barok: It isn't. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Maaaaan, Meril, you have GOT to get outside! *he knows what he said.* Sheepy: Meril: So many people have the last name "bassist"? Sheepy: Rikao:...! Sheepy: Meril: My curse has been removed so I can go out whenever I want now. Sheepy: Rikao: Eheheh... Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Hold on, Mer. Hold on. Arsé-kun: Barok: oh no Sheepy: Rikao: Ahahaha! *he's begun cackling and wheezing* "Bassist" is no last name...! Ahahaha! It's one of my- eheheh- occupations! Ahahaha! Arsé-kun: Barok: .... This, in court. So help me God. Sheepy: Meril: Oh, so that's why you need a drink. Arsé-kun: Barok: I don't mind it outside of court. But in court... Sheepy: Meril: How do you get through cases? Do you win by making him laugh too much so he can't continue? Arsé-kun: Barok: I try not to resort to that. It feels like cheating. Sheepy: Meril: Hmm... Hmm... Courts are confusing to me... Arsé-kun: Merlin: *he's got Fou in his hands like a toy and standing on his back feet* *squeaky voice* I'm Bassist, I do-a the dance moves! *he wiggles Fou's arms. Fou looks ready to commit a homicide* Sheepy: Meril: The goal is to win, but the goal is to figure out if the defendant is guilty...But the wrong side could win... Sheepy: *Rikao has begun cry-laughing at Merlin* Arsé-kun: Barok: There's a reason it takes so long to become a lawyer. Arsé-kun: *MERLIN STONKS* Sheepy: Meril: If you're a lawyer for long enough, can you immediately determine guilt? Almost like reading their mind? Arsé-kun: Barok: I wish. Sheepy: Meril: You can't? Arsé-kun: Barok: If that point exists, I haven't reached it yet. Sheepy: Meril: Hmm...So maybe there's an legendary lawyer out there who's been practicing law for so long that they can read minds. Arsé-kun: *Barok considers this* Sheepy: Meril: I wonder where they'd be. Arsé-kun: Barok: On paid leave from court, probably. Sheepy: Rikao: Eheh... ... ... *sharp inhale* ... Legendary lawyer? No, there's nothing like that... Is there? Arsé-kun: Barok: I certainly hope not. Sheepy: Rikao: Reading minds would not be something I'd want... Sheepy: Meril: Right, your drink. What did you want? Sheepy: Rikao:......... *mumbling* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Anyone else get a "no" vibe? Just me? Sheepy: Meril: Eh? He said no drink? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Just the vibe of a "no", but not an actual no... Sheepy: Rikao: *he looks away shyly before repeating himself, slightly more coherently* Arsé-kun: Barok: *ahem* The court will end your statement for you if you do not speak up. Sheepy: Rikao:....! Sheepy: Rikao:...Do you sell milkshakes? Uraragi does...is it a normal bar drink? Sheepy: Meril: Yeah, sure. Sheepy: Meril: So you want a milkshake. Sure, I can do that. Sheepy: *Something loudly crashes outside!* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Theeeere it is. Keep the milk out, we're gonna need it. Sheepy: *Bedi gets the door* Sheepy: Bedi: Um...You don't look like a bird. Arsé-kun: Killia: I hope not. A loud angel crashed into your tree. Sheepy: Bedi: Loud...angel? Arsé-kun: *Barok groans in the background. Can't go ten goddamn minutes without Crow, apparently* Sheepy: Bedi: Do you have ID? Sheepy: Crow: Eye-dee? Arsé-kun: Barok: Excuse my nephew. He's, how do I politely say... *he makes a face of frustration* Sheepy: Meril: So he's with you? Arsé-kun: Barok: I wish he weren't, but I'll take the responsibility of anything he does. Sheepy: Meril: Oh, that's fine. He can come in then. Sheepy: Crow: *gasp*...! I've solved the mystery of where Uncle goes after work! Man, I'm a genius. Sheepy: Crow: Just call me an ace detective! Ahahaha! Sheepy: Christo: Most detectives don't smack their face into things... Arsé-kun: Barok: .... ..... Please let me have some peace in my life. Sheepy: Crow: Peace? Sheepy: Crow: Am I not peaceful? Arsé-kun: Barok: You are... So loud. Sheepy: Crow: Is loud bad? Sheepy: Rikao: *he's looking Crow over* Sheepy: Crow: Loud works when you wanna scream the truths of life at the top of your lungs! Sheepy: Crow: How can you show your crimson passion without raising your voice? Sheepy: Rikao: Oh, that's it. SomethingCrimson. Crowley. I have heard your songs before...I have. Sheepy: Crow: It's CROW!! And "ShinganCrimsonZ"!! We'll be the biggest band and spread our crimson passion! But since you've heard our songs, you must be one of my cattle, so I'll let it pass! Heh! Sheepy: Rikao: No... I am an African wild dog. Sheepy: Rikao: I don't look bull-like... I don't. Sheepy: Crow: It means you liked them! And you like me! Sheepy: Rikao: No, that's not true. Sheepy: Crow: Eeehh?! Uncle...! How could he not like me? Arsé-kun: Barok: Perhaps because he doesn't actually know you. Maybe because you're yelling indoors. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Sheepy: Crow: But this is my indoor voice...! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Sorry, Barok, but it's permitted! We can be louder if it makes you unhappy! ;) I aim to serve! Sheepy: Crow: Finally! Someone reasonable! Arsé-kun: Barok: Fine, but not so loud that you shatter glass. Sheepy: Rikao: Shouting and yelling is bad for your voice. Make sure you do vocal warm ups, too. ...Yes. Sheepy: Crow: I've never shattered glass by being loud before! Sheepy: Crow: Is that even possible? Arsé-kun: Merlin: It is! But it isn't easy, and has a bunch of required circumstances! Arsé-kun: *Fou covers his widdle ears with his paws. Aww. Lookit the bayyybeeeeee* Sheepy: Rikao: ...? Sheepy: Rikao: It's upset...it is. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Shit, me too, he's not special. Sheepy: Rikao: He's like Jalope... he is. Sheepy: Crow: But...What is this place? Why do I need ID? Sheepy: Crow: But this is a bar, right? So if I pass it, I'll become a lawyer? Arsé-kun: Barok: ... That's the bar exam. They ask for ID so no children come in to drink booze. Sheepy: Crow: Booze... Sheepy: Crow: Booze....Hmm... Hmm... Like a drink ghosts have. Arsé-kun: *Barok starts to reply and just stops. He just gives up.* Sheepy: Crow: But if it were milk based, it'd be "mooze". Arsé-kun: Merlin: *snnnnrk* Well, have I got moos for you. *he slides a glass of milk to Crow* Merry January or whatever. Sheepy: Crow:!!! What? For me? I can tell you're one of my cattle just by that! Sheepy: Rikao: He's not a bull either. Sheepy: Crow: Anyone who likes my songs is one of my cattle! And anyone who listens to my songs likes them! Sheepy: Crow: That's one of the truths of life! Heh! Bet you didn't know that! Arsé-kun: Merlin: If you wanna be more accurate, it's the people who listen TWICE that like it. Gives 'em time to realize they do like it. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Really? Sheepy: Crow:...Huh! Sheepy: Crow: I'd never thought of that... Sheepy: Crow: Okay, then listen to my songs again! Sheepy: Crow: But for now...Why're you hanging out at bars? Arsé-kun: Barok: Why not? Sheepy: Crow: I expected you to have a different pass time... Arsé-kun: Barok: Passtimes are for when I haven't just finished work. Sheepy: Crow: ...? Sheepy: Crow: So you drink after work, huh... Sheepy: Crow: That's not really what I expected... Arsé-kun: Barok: What I do exactly is not your business. It is called a "personal" life for a reason. Sheepy: Crow:...? Sheepy: Crow:........ *he's mulling this over* Sheepy: Crow: Huh. Sheepy: Crow: But you don't spend much time with me, so how else will I spend time with you? Arsé-kun: Barok: I'm busy. Am I supposed to quit? Sheepy: Crow: No. Sheepy: Crow: But I was just thinking that sometime when you're less busy, we should spend more time together. Sheepy: Meril: Right, here are your drinks. *he gives Barok and Rikao drinks* Arsé-kun: Barok: Appreciated. Arsé-kun: *Barok isn't clear on who he was speaking to...* Sheepy: Rikao: Thank you. Sheepy: Crow: Is your job really hard? You just go up and say things, right? But your stage is behind a desk. Arsé-kun: Barok: It wavers between determining someone's innocence or convicting them of a crime, with proper evidence. (yknow unlike yours) Sheepy: Crow: ? Hmmm... No, that doesn't seem right. Arsé-kun: Barok: It is not like your trial of... Whatever that was. Sheepy: Crow: Did you become a lawyer because of that? Arsé-kun: Barok: *ACE ATTORNEY PSYCHE LOCK.PNG* *ok actually he IS dangling a lock off his finger, but no chains or ace attorney music blaring* You'll no sooner get an answer to that than this piece of junk actually opening. Sheepy: Crow:? Arsé-kun: Barok: Either way, I was already interested in the subject before that event. Sheepy: Crow: But this bar doesn't seem that much like junk? Arsé-kun: Barok: .... The lock, Crow. Sheepy: Crow: Eh... If you just hit it on something it'll open. Arsé-kun: Barok: That has implications. Sheepy: Crow:? Arsé-kun: Barok: Will you hit me to make me open up? Sheepy: Crow: Why would I wanna see your insides? Arsé-kun: Barok: ....... *he kicks back his drink. discussion over* Sheepy: Crow: *thinking* Sheepy: *Rikao is focused on his drink* Sheepy: Crow:...Eh? Like, open up as in tell your thoughts? Arsé-kun: Barok: That's the one. Sheepy: Crow: But punching you would shut you up even more? And anyway, if we got into a fistfight, my crimson fists wouldn't be any match for you. Arsé-kun: Barok: Maybe, to both. Sheepy: Crow: Do I wanna risk it? Not really... Sheepy: Crow: If I punch you will I benefit from it? Arsé-kun: Barok: No. Sheepy: Crow: Then I guess I won't punch you. Sheepy: Rikao: Punching people when it benefits you is wrong too... It is. Sheepy: Christo: (So he would attack someone for his own benefit. I knew he was guilty.) Arsé-kun: Barok: Christo, you magnificent bastard, I can hear you. Sheepy: Christo:...?! Sheepy: Christo: Ahaha... Don't mind me. I'm just thinking to myself. Arsé-kun: Barok: If you'd like to make a court case out of it, I'd be more than happy to take the opposite side of the room for once. Sheepy: Christo:....... Sheepy: Christo: I don't have any interest in whether he's guilty or innocent. Just my own innocence. Arsé-kun: Barok: ... You two are the same brand of having no subtly. Arsé-kun: *but he is now Interested* Sheepy: Christo: Please don't compare me to him. Sheepy: Christo: That's how they decided I was the one who manipulated him into doing it. Because we'd met before and I could apparently mesh well enough with him to accomplish that. Sheepy: Christo: Now I'm in this mess. Really, it would've been easier on me if you'd seemed brighter and not like someone who'd need to be told to commit political crimes. Sheepy: Crow:? I don't even know the guy who got attacked... Arsé-kun: Barok: And you two don't get along. Who held that trial? I'll have a word. Sheepy: Christo: It's too late for such things. I'll need to prove my own innocence. Arsé-kun: Barok: Okay. Hey, did you do it? Sheepy: Christo: Of course not! I don't benefit from the crime! Arsé-kun: Barok: Then my work here is done. You're innocent. Sheepy: Christo: What? Humans lie and say that all the time. Arsé-kun: Barok: ... Listen, I came here to drink and sit here in almost silence. We can speak about this matter later. Sheepy: Christo:...I can't see what you can do for me, but where? Sheepy: Christo: Your home? My home? A common meeting place...? Arsé-kun: Barok: I'd rather go to you, but I'm not about to think that through. Sheepy: Christo: Yes, well, I live with the Seraph. Arsé-kun: Barok: ... Arsé-kun: Barok: ........ Arsé-kun: Barok: ...... How the hell did they kick you out at that rate?? Sheepy: Christo: They hated me and I hated them. Arsé-kun: Barok: And the Seraph just let them? Sheepy: Christo: Yes, I suppose so. Sheepy: Christo: But he isn't at fault. Sheepy: Christo: Of course the idiots who blindly rushed to conclusions are at fault. Sheepy: Christo: That's why I think you can't do anything. Arsé-kun: Barok: Maybe. Maybe not. Sheepy: Christo: However, if I prove someone else fully guilty, they can't blame me. Sheepy: Crow: They can blame you for any crime they want if they don't like you being around. Arsé-kun: Barok: On the other hand, if Crow is innocent of intentional assault, then you'd be acquitted as well. Sheepy: Christo: But then who is guilty if not him? The Seraph has me spending time with him often to help him learn to control his abilities. He's nearly injured me a few times from getting too fired up.. Sheepy: Crow: You keep rushing me and it makes me nervous! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Some people just cant perform under pressure. It's just like that sometimes. Sheepy: Christo: But in that case, why am I the one tasked with this...? I'm the least suited for this. Sheepy: Christo: Anyone here would be better suited at it. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Hey, I don't think that's true. I've heard I'm scary as a teacher. Arsé-kun: Barok: Maybe it'd teach you patience. Sheepy: Christo:...... Sheepy: Christo: So that's why he's stuck me with this job... Sheepy: Christo: Isn't this your job...? Arsé-kun: Barok: No? I'm a prosecutor. When would I have time for this? Sheepy: Christo: Then what about his dad? This shouldn't be my job. Arsé-kun: Barok: He's a disaster. Sheepy: Christo:....? Arsé-kun: Barok: Crow got it from his father's side. Sheepy: Christo:.... Sheepy: Christo:...You jest, of course! Ahahaha! Arsé-kun: Barok: I fucking wish. Sheepy: Christo:....This really is an unsolvable problem. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Git gud Sheepy: Christo: Unfortunately, despite my efforts, he doesn't. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Wow, that sucks Sheepy: Christo: Yes. Sheepy: Crow: I'll show how cool I really am one day! Sheepy: *Rikao has been tuning out this whole conversation. Talent* Arsé-kun: *Fou wants to dead* Sheepy: Crow: And then you'll have to like me! Heh! Genius plan! Arsé-kun: Barok: Please stop speaking. Sheepy: Crow: ? Sheepy: Crow: Oh, I guess I don't have to show you because you already like me. Sheepy: Crow: You'd already know how cool I am 'cause of how long you've known me! Which is ever since I can remember! Sheepy: Crow: Although, speaking of that, it hasn't worked as well as before the fall.... Sheepy: Crow: I wonder why... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Do you want an answer to that? I could guesstimate one. Sheepy: Crow: Sure. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Well, all right! Just make sure to stop me if I lose you! Sheepy: Crow: Right! Arsé-kun: *He goes off to the side and pulls down a whiteboard. It was getting very dusty. It has not been used in at least a month. Fou sneezes. And then he leaves to dig out a goddamn 2003 school projector. We're about to do a L E A R N* Sheepy: Crow: Wow, what is that? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Old school tech, before every classroom had shiny projectors and computers! Sheepy: Crow: Huh...! Arsé-kun: *Merlin doodles a little cloud and a little hill, busts out a calculator, and then starts being a goddamn nerd* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Well, for starters, you fell from about... ten thousand feet up? So- Arsé-kun: Barok: fourteen hundred, idiot Sheepy: Crow: Some big number like that! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh, is that it? That changes things. *a few more calculations* Even better. Okay, so you well from about 14k to ground zero. Without intentional streamlining or parachute, people drop at about... 180 miles an hour? So you'd have fallen for about a minute. So you absolutely hit terminal velocity, and as a general rule? Hitting something at that speed fuckin' hurts. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Hit your head at that speed? You're lucky you're here with us. No wonder you'd get brain damage. Sheepy: Crow: Huh.... Sheepy: Crow: That fits in with what I know. Sheepy: Crow: I don't remember too much after the fall other than not really being able to do much for a while. It hurt too much. Arsé-kun: Merlin: *he pushes the sheet off the projector. whoosh. don't need that anymore* Yeah, makes sense. I'm no angel, but I've done my fair share of dumb shit. Sheepy: Crow: You did it too? Sheepy: Bedi: Merlin... Sheepy: Bedi: Parachutes exist for a reason. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh, I didn't mean that! You always skydive with a parachute! Sheepy: Bedi:...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: :) Sheepy: Bedi: *he's smiling, but it's clearly not genuine. Scary* What did you do? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I went skydiving once without saying that's what I was doing. I used a parachute! I promise! Sheepy: Bedi: I see... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Hey, Meril, you wanna experience terminal fucking velocity?? Sheepy: Meril: No, not particularly. How do you do it? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Get on a plane. Wait for the right altitude. Jump off the plane and belly flop into the sky. Profit. Arsé-kun: Lance: ... ... what Sheepy: Meril: Plane? Sheepy: Meril: The metal bird? Arsé-kun: Merlin: The metal bird! Sheepy: Bedi: It has people inside. Sheepy: Meril: It...eats people Arsé-kun: Merlin: It's a car! For the sky! Sheepy: Meril: !!!! Sheepy: Meril: But what about the ground? Sheepy: Bedi: Well, if you put Fou upside down on your back, you’ll never hit the ground. Sheepy: Meril: ...? Sheepy: Bedi: Cats always land on their feet, so you’d just keep ascending upwards. Sheepy: Meril: That... Isn’t... Arsé-kun: Fou: *flops onto his side. bedi is wrong and should feel bad* Sheepy: Bedi: Oh, Fou, you agree? Arsé-kun: Fou: No Sheepy: Bedi: Hmmm.. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Cats do it because they have good reaction times and flexible twisty spines, unlike people, we aren't lucky like cats Sheepy: Bedi: ........!? Sheepy: Bedi: How do they not break their legs? Sheepy: Bedi: Is it pure talent? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Shock ab--- I'll make it easy for us. Flexy spine absorb impact better than stiff human spine. Sheepy: Bedi: Hmm.......Stiff... Sheepy: Bedi: ............So if I do stretches enough, I'll be able to do it too. Arsé-kun: Merlin: hun you are the stiffest man alive sometimes. You know what I mean and not the haha funny way. Sheepy: Bedi: ......Yes, not personality wise, but..... Sheepy: Myrrdin: No, personality too. Arsé-kun: Merlin: And speaking of, how DID the-- Myrr, shut up! Sheepy: Myrrdin: Hahaha... I'm not wrong, though. Sheepy: Bedi: Yes? Arsé-kun: Merlin: How'd the sparring go? Sheepy: Bedi: Tiring but important practice. Sheepy: Bedi: Ah, but... Sheepy: Bedi: I have a habit of getting very "into it". That's the phrase, right? Arsé-kun: Merlin: It is! Sheepy: Bedi: Yes, so please be careful if we spar. Sheepy: Bedi: However... I should start stretching as you mentioned... But I never remember to do it. Arsé-kun: *Fou gets up and does a big kitty stretch before going to investigate Christo* Sheepy: Christo: ...? *he bends down* It's a cat. Arsé-kun: Fou: Fou! Sheepy: Christo: But not like I've seen before. Arsé-kun: Merlin: He's a water cat. He came from the water and he can stay there. Sheepy: Christo: Water....cat? Sheepy: Bedi: A cat that lives in water. Arsé-kun: *Merlin smirks but keeps his filthy mouth shut* Sheepy: Christo: Then why the fur rather than something more...underwater-y? Arsé-kun: Merlin: He's still a cat. Sheepy: Bedi: Because he's furry. Sheepy: Crow: I've been called a furry too! Sheepy: Bedi: Merlin has told me about furries. Apparently they hold forbidden conventions. Sheepy: Crow: At the pet store? I've talked to some hedgehogs there but they just ignore me. Arsé-kun: Lance: *what the hell is happening in this thread* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Babe, there is a REASON I don't tell you things about it! Sheepy: Bedi: Hmm... If even you find it to be... unspeakable, well, it must be terrible. Arsé-kun: Merlin: There is currently a kid present so I REALLY can't. Sheepy: Bedi:...? Sheepy: Crow: I'm no kid! I'm a hedgehog! Sheepy: Crow: Do I look like I eat cans to you...?! Arsé-kun: Merlin: What the hell are you talking about? Sheepy: Crow: Goats eat cans so kids do too, right? Sheepy: Bedi: I never ate cans as a child... Arsé-kun: Killia: what is this weasel on about? Sheepy: Crow: I'm a hedgehog! Arsé-kun: Killia: Same thing. Sheepy: Crow: No!!!!! Sheepy: Crow: They're completely different! Sheepy: Crow: I'm super cool and prickly! Weasels are just, uh... Sheepy: Crow: Anyway, kids are baby goats, aren't they? Sheepy: Bedi: This is how our conversations usually go here. Sheepy: Bedi: But I guess you've mostly been spared it. Sheepy: Myrrdin: You say that but you're almost always the source of it. Sheepy: Meril: *he seems more fixated on the door than anything* Sheepy: Bedi: I don't think that's true. Sheepy: Bedi: Usually I'm comprehensible, right? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Usually! It's only when you get into the deep logics that we totally lose you. Sheepy: Bedi: Hmm.. Sheepy: Bedi: Yes...I suppose that makes sense... Arsé-kun: Merlin: It could be like explaining yachts to Mer-- *he pauses* Arsé-kun: *Meril has been replaced by a cloud of dust, and the door has been Thanos Snapped out of existence. Just the door. Not even the hinges* Sheepy: Bedi:?! Sheepy: Bedi: This is bad...! Arsé-kun: Merlin: He's wearing sandals. It's January. How far's he gonna get? Sheepy: Bedi: Do you plan to just let him go out without a watchful eye? He doesn't truly know any rules of the modern world... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Hey, hey, I think he's learned enough to survive! He wasn't told all this stuff for funsies! Sheepy: Bedi: But...... Sheepy: Bedi: I feel nervous letting him go out alone. Sheepy: Bedi: But the longer we discuss it, the further away he gets. Arsé-kun: *Merlin just shrugs* Sheepy: Bedi: So shouldn't we go after him? Arsé-kun: Merlin: And leave just Myrrdin looking after a full shop? Sheepy: Bedi: Hmm... Sheepy: Myrrdin: Yeah! Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's to me, right?? That was to me? Sheepy: Myrrdin: I don't want to be left all alone! Arsé-kun: Merlin: You can go looking if you want, Bedi! But we gotta hang back. Sheepy: Bedi: I see. I'll do my best. Sheepy: *Bedi exits* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Bedi, come back and get a coat! Sheepy: Bedi: --Oh! Thank you! *he rushes back to get his coat before leaving, this time wearing a coat* Arsé-kun: *There really isn't a reason for there to be two wizards as working staff, it's not like anyone is doing anything* Arsé-kun: *The most that is actually happening is Fou getting more petting action. Pet! That! Cat!* Sheepy: Myrrdin: I wonder what I should name him... Sheepy: *Christo is enjoying petting Fou* Arsé-kun: *Fou appreciates it!* Arsé-kun: Merlin: We're really doing this? We're genuinely keeping a sentient curse? Sheepy: Myrrdin: It's my fault it's sentient. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I can't just run away from it and forget about it. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Okay, yeah, that's how you get a revenge-driven super wraith. Sheepy: Myrrdin: And anyway, it'd make me no better than, uh... Sheepy: Myrrdin: Well, I don't want to do anything I'll regret. Sheepy: Myrrdin: So, you're in, too? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yeaaaah, count me in! Sheepy: Myrrdin: Great, thanks. Arsé-kun: Merlin: So what are we thinking? Something normal, something edgy? Sheepy: Myrrdin: I dunno. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Maybe it'll react differently to a name it likes. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Does it have those?? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Well, it's sentient, so it must, right? Sheepy: Myrrdin: I mean, it'd have tastes simiilar to mine, right? Arsé-kun: Merlin: You'd think so, but Fou and I don't get along either. Sheepy: Myrrdin: True... Sheepy: Myrrdin: Well, we have to try, at least. Arsé-kun: Kay: Call it Bitch Tits and move on with your goddamn life! *he says as he barges in* Sheepy: Myrrdin: Is that how you usually name living things...? Arsé-kun: Kay: Look, I got all these new words to use! I'm gonna use them! Sheepy: Myrrdin: But for naming something? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Anyway, what did you need? Arsé-kun: Kay: What do you think I want? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Booze? Arsé-kun: Kay: Booze! Sheepy: Myrrdin: Sure, I can do that. Arsé-kun: Kay: You? Where's Antlers? Did he finally ditch this coop? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Yeah, he left without a word and now Bedi's hunting him down. Arsé-kun: Kay: Explains why Bedi's stalking the streets. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Vivian showed up and removed our curses. Although, Bedi's still acting like a forgetful airhead, so maybe removing his curse didn't change much... Sheepy: Myrrdin: Right, you missed that whole ordeal, didn't you? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Be nice to Bedi!! He isn't even here right now! Sheepy: Myrrdin: You'd rather I say it to his face...? Isn't it better to say it behind his back? Arsé-kun: Kay: booze Sheepy: Myrrdin: What booze do you want? I'm not an exoert on these things. Sheepy: Myrrdin: While I prep it I can tell you what happened. Arsé-kun: Kay: Surprise me. *he plops into a seat* And we're crowded today, huh? That's new as far as I know, which ain't shit. Sheepy: *Myrrdin starts preparing a drink* Sheepy: Myrrdin: We only get guests every so often. Sheepy: Myrrdin: But the good news is, Bedi got his memories back, if you heard about him losing them all the other day. Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah, yeah, but he was always an airhead. I don't expect much to change. Arsé-kun: *Merlin looks annoyed* Sheepy: Myrrdin: That's exactly what I thought. Sheepy: Myrrdin: If it'd hit the right target, we"d have caught it way sooner. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Fine, I'll give you that. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Because it's true. Sheepy: Myrrdin: All three of them are. It must run in the family. ...Although I'm pretty sure Grif isn't actually related... Arsé-kun: Merlin: We have no way to know that. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Know what? That it's genetic? Arsé-kun: Merlin: ye Sheepy: Myrrdin: I guess Tristan giving Lucan brain damage could be a contributing factor... Arsé-kun: Kay: Lucan has an excuse to be stupid. Bedi has some excuse but not much. Grif's dumb as shit. Arsé-kun: Kay: He's so stupid. I swear he was saying he was gonna fight the cars on the highway. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Should we be letting him do that? People are in those. Sheepy: Crow: Oh, I saw a few crashed cars along with a weirdo in green fighting Mr. Thanny. Sheepy: Crow: I didn't think much of it so I didn't ask. Arsé-kun: Merlin: wh. what Arsé-kun: Lance: I saw it also. I just let him do his business. Thankfully, no one in any of the vehicles was injured. Sheepy: Crow: Well, cars are usually the best weapon to fight Mr. Thanny with, right? Arsé-kun: Killia: Considering the man got out of a car to fight him, I want to say no. Sheepy: Crow: Mr. Thanny can drive... Arsé-kun: *Merlin, genuinely shocked at this turn of events,* Sheepy: Crow: But he can't be asked for insurance info because that doesn't cover lifting and throwing cars. Arsé-kun: Lance: It should. Sheepy: Crow: Yeah. Sheepy: Crow: But it doesn't. Arsé-kun: Kay: The hell's an insurance? Sheepy: Crow: Every month you pay for insurance that covers different aspects of your life just in case something happens to that aspect. Arsé-kun: Kay: That seems reasonable. Sheepy: Crow: Like if you have life insurance and die, they'll pay your significant other so they can be financially stable without a second source of income. Sheepy: Crow: Or if you have car insurance and you get in an accident, they'll help pay for your repairs...I think. But they raise the rates. Sometimes they pay the other person, too, if you're at fault, and sometimes their insurance pays you if they're at fault. Sheepy: Crow: Legally, you need car insurance to be able to drive, just in case! Sheepy: Crow: It's okay, I didn't know when I first fell either! But now you do! Sheepy: Crow: But you might find you have nightmares and a fear of heights that you didn't have before so just be careful about that. Arsé-kun: *Barok picked himself up to stare at Crow for a moment. Just a moment* Sheepy: Crow: Eh? What? Arsé-kun: Barok: Of all things you learned from me, it was that...? Sheepy: Crow: It's something I have to know. Sheepy: Crow: What, would you've preferred something else? Sheepy: Crow: Unless insulting a detective is a crime, I've committed zero crimes in my life. Arsé-kun: Barok: Property damage. Sheepy: Crow: That's not a crime. Sheepy: Crow: That's an accident. Sheepy: Crow: You've damaged property too, haven't you? Arsé-kun: Barok: ... You've gotten me there. Sheepy: Crow: So I'm crimeless. Arsé-kun: Barok: Well, yes, but actually no. Sheepy: Crow:?! Arsé-kun: Barok: For starters, your name is not Crimeless. It's Crocell. Sheepy: Crow: N-no!!! Sheepy: Crow: It's Crow! Which is way cooler! Sheepy: Crow: Crocell's such a nerdy name! Sheepy: Crow: Why do you get a cool name lile Barok when I sound like a nerd? Arsé-kun: Barok: Because your father's an idiot. Sheepy: Crow: If you drop the r, it's just "cow"... Sheepy: Crow: But Klimt isn't that cool of a name, either. Sheepy: Crow: If you drop the r, it's just "cow"... Sheepy: Crow: But Klimt isn't that cool of a name, either. Arsé-kun: Barok: Clearly I was named better because I AM better than him. Obviously. Sheepy: Crow: Well, you stuck with me. Dad didn't. I can't disagree. Sheepy: Crow: Having him around is great, but I actually don't know him well... Arsé-kun: Barok: *FINALLY!! SOMEONE AGREES! CONFETTI! PARTY CANNONS!* *nnnot that anyone can see that, he just kinda nods* Arsé-kun: Barok: That takes time. Sheepy: Crow: We don't interact much because I wake up at a reasonable time [5 AM] and he wakes up way later than you'd expect. Arsé-kun: Barok: 5 pm? Sheepy: Crow: Usually earlier. Sheepy: Crow: Like noon. Arsé-kun: Lance: Still better than his work schedule, I'll give you that... he then realizes he said that out loud and shuts fuck* Sheepy: Crow: Work schedule? Sheepy: Crow: He doesn't tell me about work. Arsé-kun: Lance: That's for the best. Sheepy: Crow: Why? Arsé-kun: Lance: It isn't fun to talk about. Sheepy: Crow: Ah, so he does bad things Arsé-kun: Lance: Did he not tell you..? Sheepy: Crow: I wouldn't remember if it wasn't more than once. Sheepy: Crow: My memory isn't very good so I mostly devote it to my job. Arsé-kun: Lance: He had a particularly bad job. He didn't enjoy it as far as I was aware. Sheepy: Crow: His dog did try mauling me though. Arsé-kun: Lance: That sounds about right. Sheepy: Crow: It's kinda rude. Sheepy: Crow: Hedgehogs are spiky so dogs won't eat them... Sheepy: Crow: Maybe I'm not spiky enough? Arsé-kun: Killia: You're about as spiky as a children's bouncy house. Sheepy: Crow: Are those spiky? Arsé-kun: Killia: No. Sheepy: Crow:?! Arsé-kun: Killia: It's for children. Why would it have spikes? Sheepy: Crow: Because children like spiky things. Sheepy: Crow: Like dinosaurs! Sheepy: Crow: But if you think about it, no child has met a dinosaur before, so how do they know they're cool? Sheepy: Crow: There's Myumon ones still around but not fossilsauruses. Arsé-kun: Killia: The same reason dragons are cool. They just are. Sheepy: Crow: If I met a dragon, I'd punch it to say I've punched a dragon. Arsé-kun: Killia: The dragon would most certainly end you. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I know a dragon you could punch, but he'd probably remove your hand and your arm from its socket before saying, "QUEST: Unarmed Combat COMPLETE"... Sheepy: Myrrdin: You could also punch his dad but he'd just ignore you. Arsé-kun: Kay: You kiddin'? He'd overshoot and knock yer ass out before takin' a leg to "scare" you. Arsé-kun: Lance: And he is still currently fighting a reaper outside. I hope they are still on the highway and not coming any closer. Sheepy: Myrrdin: If they break stuff, which do I sue? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Hmm...Both would just end my life on the spot, right? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Grif. How the hell do we sue Death?? Grif would just get a minigame tutorial. Sheepy: Myrrdin: You think he'd cheese being sued? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Absolutely. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I can see it now! A full court room! And then Griflet enters, stiffly T-posing and crouching at the desk repeatedly. He glitches out of bounds and skips the event. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Spinning around in circles three times and sliding your foot up against the defendant stand will cause you to clip into the ground and be able to walk outside of the courtroom during session. Arsé-kun: Kay: Literally ain't got any idea what half those words mean! Sheepy: Myrrdin: We're considering Griflet escaping a courtroom by breaking the laws of physics to his advantage. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Physics don't work like this, but he might think they do! Sheepy: Rikao: An opponent incapable of being tried by law... Scary. ...it is. Arsé-kun: Barok: *he picks his head back up to re-enter the conversation* If he tries that shit in court, I blow him up on the spot and we never talk about it again. Sheepy: Myrrdin: But that would be initiating combat, right? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Can you run in court? Arsé-kun: Barok: You cannot run in court. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Hmm...So he's locked in with you and you're locked in with him. Sheepy: Myrrdin: So it's a battle until one side can no longer fight, but if he thinks he'll lose he may just play dead. Arsé-kun: Barok: If he can beat his uncle, and his uncle can beat me, this would be a very unfavorable situation. Never mind. He can hack whatever wall he wants. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Wallhacks are allowed! He can escape the law! Arsé-kun: Merlin: But can he escape deeznuts? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Depends on his agility. Arsé-kun: ?: *outside, slightly muffled* ---And that WILL be your final warning. Do not make me appear again for something so downright idiotic. Do I make myself clear, dragon? Sheepy: Grif: No. You're opaque. Arsé-kun: ?: ... ... Get out of my sight. Sheepy: *Grif suddenly comes crashing through a wall, landing on a nearby table!* Arsé-kun: *Kay doesn't even bother turning around to look. He knows.* Sheepy: Grif: The enemy has fled. Arsé-kun: Kay: Sounds more like the enemy kicked yer ass. Sheepy: Grif: Hi, Kay. Death yelled at me. Arsé-kun: Kay: Whatt'd you do now, Chucklefuck? Sheepy: Grif: I helped an old woman cross the street. Sheepy: Grif: However, it seems he disagrees with my methods. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Did you toss the dame, or did you kill the road? Sheepy: Grif: I must protect old people. Sheepy: Grif: I realized that with no cars, old people won't be hit by cars. Sheepy: Grif: I realized that cars can't move without wheels on the road. Arsé-kun: Lance: Griflet, cars have human drivers. Sheepy: Grif: So, I came to the obvious solution of flipping every car on the road. Sheepy: Grif: Yes, but these cars were unattended. Arsé-kun: Barok: Property damage. Sheepy: Grif: They moved by themselves. Sheepy: Grif: No one on top riding them. Arsé-kun: Barok: ... Arsé-kun: Lance: ........ Arsé-kun: Lance: Griflet. People ride inside of it. Sheepy: Grif: But you don't ride inside of a horse. Arsé-kun: *Kay gets himself another drink* Sheepy: Grif: Why ride inside of a car? Arsé-kun: Lance: It's made to contain and protect passengers. You aren't as protected on horseback. Sheepy: Grif:...... Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm.... Sheepy: Grif: Well, I'm sure the drivers will figure something out. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Like suing you for assault and property damage? Arsé-kun: Lance: And by flipping cars, you probably injured someone at least once. Grea---Terrible job. Don't do it again. Sheepy: Grif: Is that why Death came to face me? Sheepy: Grif: Unfortunately, my level isn't high enough for this. Sheepy: Grif: But my uncle gives good EXP, so maybe I'll just camp him. Sheepy: Crow: You're the dragon, right?! So I can punch you?! Sheepy: Grif: ? Arsé-kun: Kay: Get the caskets ready. Sheepy: *Crow punches Grif. COUNTER! Speaking of which, that's what Grif punches Crow into.* Sheepy: Grif: [Counter skill leveled up!] Arsé-kun: *Several things fall off the counter, many of them glass. Cups mostly, but also at least one bottle and a jar* Sheepy: Myrrdin:?! Arsé-kun: Merlin: And we have to clean up glass, now, too?! Sheepy: Myrrdin: Shoot, the jar! Arsé-kun: *THE BLOB IS LOOSE! THE BLOB IS LOOSE! THE BLOB HAS A LOT OF GLASS SHARDS! THE BLOB IS LOOSE* Sheepy: Myrrdin: !!! Arsé-kun: *The curse blob proceeds to.... Beeline to Myrrdin and hide behind his leg.* Sheepy: Myrrdin: Ah, Griflet must've frightened it... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Now you've done it! Look, you scared a child now too! Horrible job, Grif! Sheepy: Grif:? Sheepy: Grif: I did it. Arsé-kun: Kay: Grif, you dumb mother fucker, they're sayin you did a shit job. You did trash. Stop bein' an asshole for ten seconds. Sheepy: *Myrrdin bends down and gently picks up the curse blob. Hello!* Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm... Sheepy: Grif: But there's a chance that when I get punched, I'll counter. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Into the counter, cool, but have you considered? Making sure what you're doing is a good idea? You flipping cars seems to have a 0% approval rate! Arsé-kun: *the curse is hold* Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm... Sheepy: Grif: So don't flip cars. Arsé-kun: Lance: Only do so if absolutely necessary. Most drivers stop the car so you can safely cross. Sheepy: Grif: [TIP: Flipping cars is illegal. If you commit crimes, your friendship will drop with any witnesses.] Sheepy: Grif: I see. So don't flip cars. Sheepy: Grif: I'll avoid it in the future. Sheepy: *Crow's out cold...* Sheepy: Grif: But what if they don't stop their car? Arsé-kun: Lance: THEN you can flip it. Sheepy: Grif: I see. This information is useful. Sheepy: Grif: I didn't know. Arsé-kun: *Barok, looking about ten times more annoyed than he did when Crow arrived, begrudgingly gets out of his booth. Uh oh! Here comes the angel man* Sheepy: Grif: [A boss is approaching!] Sheepy: Grif: >Running is not an option! Arsé-kun: *Barok doesn't even give Grif a chance to have an opening turn. He just grabs Grif by the face, drags him to the door, and Blasts this man into orbit with what can be called a Holy Hyper Beam. Busting your wings out is worth it when you send a man into space* Sheepy: Myrrdin: Shoot, he's probably dead. Sheepy: Myrrdin: If he's not, I'd be surprised. Sheepy: Christo: (Right, I shouldn't aggravate him. I could be at the receiving end of that.) Arsé-kun: Barok: I really couldn't care less either way. *he goes to check on Crow* Sheepy: *Crow is still out. He's probably going to have some nasty bruises in the morning along with a lump on his head. Ouch* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Don't worry too much! Most wounds heal pretty quick in here! Sheepy: Christo: Even if it didn't, I could heal him. Arsé-kun: Merlin: That'd probably also be appreciated with the look I'm getting..! Sheepy: Christo: Do I have to...? Sheepy: Christo: This is the first peace and quiet I have had all day. Arsé-kun: Barok: It would be appreciated. Sheepy: Christo: Right... Sheepy: Christo: Right. I'll go ahead and do it. *he lifts his hands up, only to be startled by "You were returned to your previous autosave point!" appearing on a screen in front of him*) Sheepy: *Grif, too, appears, rubbing the back of his head.* Sheepy: Grif: ...I hit my head on the skybox. Arsé-kun: Barok: Good. Sheepy: Grif: No, it hurt a lot. heepy: Grif: Thankfully, according to many, I am hard headed along with empty headed so I cracked the skybox instead of my skull and nothing was inside to be damaged. Sheepy: Grif: If I'd cracked my skull thanks to you, I'd have cracked you in response. Sheepy: Grif: Anyway, if you truly want me to see a tour of your home, don't try to throw me there. Sheepy: Grif: I'll come there myself without your help. Sheepy: Christo: How will you go to heaven yourself? Do you intend to climb there with a ladder? *he's very clearly being sarcastic* Sheepy: Grif: If you put a ladder on a ladder and continue this forever, you'll eventually reach heaven. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'm going to have a stroke. Sheepy: Grif: What? Don't let Elyan hear that. If he hears you eat strokes, he'll fear you. Sheepy: Grif: I have eaten a few uncooked but they're hard to catch because they fly. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Y'know, I'm not really feelin' it anymore. You kids have fun, I need to not hear you speak. Sheepy: Grif: Where are you going? Sheepy: Myrrdin: You remind me of Bedi but less comprehensible... Arsé-kun: Merlin: I need to reintegrate myself into incubus society and figure out why my energy drains faster than a chromebook. Maybe find a nice place on the moon to live, learn where the best brothels are, maybe even figure out what the hell's wrong with me. That, or I'll head to the club down the street. I'll figure out which on the way. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Hey, the best brothers are right here! You, me, and- eh, Meril isn't here for once... Arsé-kun: Merlin: I can't just drain you two! That's cruel and unusual! Sheepy: Myrrdin: I'd rather you didn't. Arsé-kun: Merlin: And anyway, you doofus, I said BROTHEL! Sheepy: Myrrdin: Great, now Grif's stupid has infected me. Sheepy: Grif: Don't lie. Sheepy: Grif: It's not communicable. Arsé-kun: *lancelot continues vibing with headphones on in the bg* Arsé-kun: Kay: It's not?? That's a shock. Sheepy: Grif: Why would it be? Sheepy: Grif: It's not as though you can read my mind. Arsé-kun: Kay: No, but you speak your mind, so we basically hear it anyway. Sheepy: Grif: Yes...that's true. Sheepy: Grif:..Right, I have a quest here. Arsé-kun: Lance: Myrrdin? Brace yourself. Sheepy: Myrrdin: What...? Sheepy rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 16 Sheepy: *Grif punches Myrrdin in the stomach! He drops to his knees, wheezing* Arsé-kun: [QUEST COMPLETED: You're Myrrdone for!] Sheepy: Grif: I did it. Arsé-kun: *grif gained some xp. yay.* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 18 Arsé-kun: *... About a moment later, the Curse Blob Child rears up and bashes Grif in the knee for his Crimes. You have Angered it* Sheepy: Grif: --!! Sheepy: Grif: Ghh...! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Kick his ass, flubber. Sheepy: Grif: I see... This quest is more difficult than I thought... Sheepy: Myrrdin: Have y-you heard of solving things with words?! What did I do to deserve that?! Sheepy: Grif: Checking HP. *he opens up his stat screen* Arsé-kun: *He's still got most of his hp, he was just hit in the knee. Myrrdin is low, though, and something called "Angra" is at full health. etc, etc* Sheepy: Grif: A second enemy... Sheepy: Grif:...Or maybe just a neutral character? Arsé-kun: *Barok has used this situation to move crow and huddle up in his booth. Do Not Disturb* Sheepy: Grif: Right, I don't know what you did. Sheepy: Grif: Vivian gave me the quest. Arsé-kun: Lance: ...Did you not listen to what she said... Sheepy: Myrrdin: She definitely didn't! We just had a nice time talk-Ooowww...! Arsé-kun: Lance: She did give him that, but I don't think she intended this either. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Why...? Arsé-kun: *Lance shrugs* Arsé-kun: Kay: *turning to look over Grif's shoulder* the fuck's labelled Angry Sheepy: Grif: Angra........... Sheepy: Grif: The slime? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Wow! I can't believe your UI spoiled that whole segment!

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det. AU 18

Arsé-kun: Arséne: To absolutely no one's surprise, Harley's week-long vacation went poorly. That is how I am starting these notes, and you are not stopping me.

Sheepy: Nyar: Never would have noticed! Arsé-kun: Arséne: We unfortunately started off right as I finished the previous batch of notes, because that's when he dragged his ratty ass into my office while having some sort of bullshit-induced hallucinations. I know it's Hidden Potential based, but I quite literally have "Bullshit" written down, so stick with me. Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he is not having fun. it's, again, too funky for his tastes and it only gets worse from here. he makes a face somewhere between a grimace and a lesser grimace* Arsé-kun: Arséne: That scene was solved primarily through proven medical techniques, but it absolutely did not end there. Randolph offered to help, and proceeded to almost lose all of the blood in his body to a squid I never want to see again. Or stab again. What was that, don't answer me. I don't want to know. Sheepy: Nyar: Aww. Arsé-kun: Randy: Star vampire, also known as a Star Shambler. Arsé-kun: Arséne: >:V Arsé-kun: Arséne: Thankfully, trash disposal came and took it out of my sight. I don't know how the Sir knew about it, I do not care, it is out of my hands at that point. Sheepy: Nyar: He probably smelled food and followed the scent. Arsé-kun: Arséne: You imply several horrible things. *he notes it anyway* Sheepy: Nyar: Yes, he probably ate it. Arsé-kun: Arséne: So! *ignoring that!* Instead of dealing with this nonsense, we- being myself, Harley, and Sherlock- took a case to find a missing pet. That was the easy part. The hard part was escaping a base full of werewolves- *he is unsure about that part* -And trying to retrieve any other animals afterwards. While none of us were injured, that went... Well, it went in a way and promptly ended up dealing with more nonsense. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Partially my fault because I ducked into the bar to avoid angry wolves. But it kept us alive, so it was worth it. Sheepy: Nyar: Yikes. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I counted at least three knights in that bar. Minimum. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... Right, Sir Griflet thinks you are ill and wants to beat the hell out of you. Just a reminder. Sheepy: Nyar: Oh, great. Looking forward to it. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Something or other about you acting out of character. I tried to stop him but too late I suppose. Sheepy: Nyar: Although, a collection of knights... A group of knights is called a Round Table! ...Just kidding. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I don't know enough on the topic to correct this. Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he shudders* Sheepy: Nyar: Yeah. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Horrible. But I seem to be a quest-source for him, so I can probably steer him away. Maybe. Sheepy: Nyar: You should be safe for now. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I hope so. I'd die instantly. Sheepy: Nyar: Just don't call him stupid or say he's incapable of something. Sheepy: Nyar: He will go after your life. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... ... Can I skip over the next part in favor of "And then that happened?" Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... I am anyway. That proceeded to happen, and it was a fucking mess, pardon my language. Additional Hidden Potential victim discovered. Aleister taken out of commission and also shot by yours truly. We are not speaking of specifics. I refuse. But I am keeping this gun. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I despise guns. But if I despise strange things and tolerate you, I guess I'll tolerate this as well. Sheepy: Nyar: Why are you keeping it? Sheepy: Nyar: Just in case Harley's hidden potential activates again? Although, I guess he wouldn't be too bothered by being shot in that state... Arsé-kun: Arséne: Because it has proven useful and because I am getting rather tired of being caught unawares by things. Sheepy: Nyar: Makes sense. Sheepy: *Speaking of Grif, he walks in.* Arsé-kun: Arséne: Can you please knock before entering my office next time? Sheepy: Grif: ..... Sheepy: *Grif walks backwards and closes the door.* Arsé-kun: Arséne: I think I have made a mistake Sheepy: Grif: *He punches his fist through the door!* Arsé-kun: Arséne: *sighing loudly* Heeeeeeere's Johnny! Sheepy: Grif: Knock knock, it’s Griflet. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Yes, come in. Sheepy: Grif: Hello, Lupin. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Yes, hello. I don't appreciate the hole in my door, but don't worry about it. What do you want? Sheepy: Grif: Have you seen a dead body? He’s about this tall. Blond. Handsome. Kingly appearance. Sheepy: Grif: May or may not have a stab wound. Arsé-kun: Arséne: If I saw a dead body, I... Would not be sitting at my desk. I have not. Sheepy: Nyar: Gosh darn it Grif, what have I TOLD you about reanimating dead people?! Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... ... (please god, can i have just one good day?) Sheepy: Grif: If you see him, call for me. I will come. Oh, if you put out a box on a stick with meat under it, he should come for that too. Sheepy: Grif: He might be smart enough to get out of the box though. Sheepy: Grif: I assume he likes his meat cooked. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I deal with non-moving dead and mysteries of the normal criminal kind. This isn't my area of expertise. Sheepy: Grif: ... Hm. Sheepy: Grif: I see. Sheepy: Grif: So that ghost in your stuffed animal is actually alive? Arsé-kun: Arséne: That is not mine. That is my son's. Sheepy: Grif: I see. Arsé-kun: Randy: ... *interruptus conversatus* Dead reanimated as in coming back to life legitimately, or the ia ia Yog kind that one Dr. West failed to perfect? Sheepy: Grif: First one. Arsé-kun: Randy: Much less concerning. Sheepy: Grif: By drawing the holy sword Excalibur, so too will King Arthur be drawn back to this world. Soon will the sword be pulled once more. Arsé-kun: Randy: Wasn't he supposed to only come back when needed most?? Sheepy: Grif: It concerns me. Sheepy: Grif: However, the necessary dialogue has been said, so I can tell that he’s returning soon. Is it simply the sword being drawn? Or a worse darkness? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Considering he didn't surface for an alien slug bastard, I don't want to know what's so bad that he might be needed. Sheepy: Nyar: Babysitting Grif. Arsé-kun: Arséne: .... *snrk* Sheepy: Grif: Anyway, tell me if you see him. Oh, yes, I forgot Sheepy: Grif: *he starts digging through his bag* Sheepy: *Grif gives Arsene an orb* Arsé-kun: Arséne: ....? Sheepy: Grif: It’s the Orb of Good Fortune. It boosts your money slightly. But they drop so often in certain areas that I don’t need so many. Sheepy: Grif: It’s a Yorb. Arsé-kun: Randy: ..... I have several questions? Sheepy: Grif: Go on. Arsé-kun: Randy: Why do you have that? Sheepy: Grif: I have multiple. Arsé-kun: Randy: And why do you have several manifestations of Yog Sothoth in physical form? Sheepy: Grif: Because he’s my dad. Arsé-kun: Randy: I. Sheepy: Grif: Sometimes he gets lonely. So if you talk to this, he might feel happier. Arsé-kun: Randy: Yog's ult gnaiih??? Sheepy: Grif: Yurt. Arsé-kun: Randy: Hhhhhhhhhhhuh. Sheepy: Grif: My appearance is due to avoidance of the random function. I take after my Dad. I look a lot like him. Arsé-kun: Randy: I see. This makes sense. Sheepy: Grif: However, none of my draconic features have grown in yet, so I'm not taken seriously by my siblings. Sheepy: Grif: Furthermore, I do not understand humans very well, so I tend to be shunned and feared. This is due to my Charisma being low. Sheepy: Grif: Right, the orb is named Seir. Do you like it? Arsé-kun: Arséne: It's certainly something. Sheepy: Grif: It's good for thieves. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I'm a detective. Sheepy: Grif:..... Sheepy: Grif:....Hmmm.... Arsé-kun: Arséne: I'll find a use for it. Sheepy: *Grif brings up Lupin's page on his menu* Arsé-kun: *it does say detective. this is not new* Sheepy: Grif: Hmmmm... Sheepy: Grif: I see. You seemed shady so I just decided that you robbed people. Arsé-kun: Arséne: How rude. To imply I'd be a purse snatcher or some low life like that.. Sheepy: Grif: So I thought very hard about what gift you would like. Arsé-kun: *Fancy name or not, an orb is an orb. More physical and solid than Yog personally, and much more purple, but an orb is an orb* Sheepy: Grif: Do you like me more now because of my gift? My Relationships guide said that people will like me more if I give them gifts. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... Sure. I suppose I appreciate it. Sheepy: Grif: I see. We're closer now. Sheepy: Grif: Soon I will unlock 1 Bond Heart. Arsé-kun: Randy: you can just give offsets of sothoth to people in physical form... Jesus christ how horrifying. Nyar, is this the shit you deal with? Sheepy: Nyar: He tries to slaughter me when he sees me because he thinks I'm a mini boss. Arsé-kun: Arséne: No boss battles in my office. Sheepy: Grif: I look forward to your respawn times, but camping your corpse prevents others from farming you. Sheepy: Nyar: Have you ever considered that you have no friends because you say horrible things with a straight face? Arsé-kun: Yog: *unhelpfully from Seir* At least I never taught him to T-bag. Sheepy: Nyar: If you had, I wouldn't be so tolerant...! Sheepy: Grif: Your drops are rare. Sheepy: Nyar: If you want stuff, just ask for it! Sheesh! Sheepy: Grif: No, if I eviscerate you, I can get drops without speaking to you. Arsé-kun: Arséne: No pvp in my office!! Sheepy: Grif: I see... Sheepy: Grif: Can I at least bond with you? Arsé-kun: Arséne: You already are. Sheepy: Grif: I see. Good. This makes me happy. Sheepy: Grif: I can introduce you to someone you haven't met. Sheepy: Grif: *he lifts up Elyan* It's Elyan. Sheepy: Grif: He's a bird. Sheepy: Grif: As you can see, over half of tbe lengrh of his body is his tail. What a fancy bird. Sheepy: Nyar: That's not a bird. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Looks like a bird. It's a bird. Sheepy: Nyar: If it's a bird, it's a waterfowl. Arsé-kun: Arséne: In return.. *he exits scene and returns with Pepper* This is Pepper. He is very small. Sheepy: Grif: I see. Pepper is cute. Sheepy: Grif: Is Pepper related to, eh... Sheepy: Grif:...*he does bunny ears with his pointer fingers above his head* Sheepy: Grif: "Run awayyy~" Sheepy: Grif: Bors Slayer. Sheepy: Grif: If not, he's much cuter. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... Unlikely? Sheepy: Grif: I see. Good. Pepper is cute. Sheepy: Nyar: Why do you have that? Sheepy: Grif: Elyan's my friend. Arsé-kun: Arséne: So what I'm getting out of this is that isn't a bird. Sheepy: Grif: He's a bird. He's Elyan. Arsé-kun: Arséne: That's what I thought. Sheepy: Grif: He does normal bird things. Like pecking at things. And absorbing sources of water. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Is the word you want "Drinking"? Sheepy: Grif: ...? Sheepy: Grif: Do you have a water source? Arsé-kun: Arséne: We have a kitchen sink? Sheepy: Grif: I see. Sheepy: Grif: I will show you. Come, come. *Grif heads to the kitchen* Arsé-kun: *Randy pinches the bridge of his (own) nose and grumbles* Arsé-kun: Randy: ...a'nhash ya l'nafl-mnahn’ul ult Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, don’t say that where he can hear you. Sheepy: Nyar: He’ll take that seriously. Arsé-kun: Randy: He'll be next on line to break me in half like a kit kat bar. Sheepy: Nyar: Great. Arsé-kun: Randy: I still owe Hast at least three ribs and Cxa wants to vore me. That doesn't even begin to cover what I owe Y'Gonads... Sheepy: Nyar: That’s your problem. Arsé-kun: Randy: :') Sheepy: Nyar: What can I do? Sheepy: Grif: Worry not. Give me your ribs and I’ll deliver them. Arsé-kun: Randy: ... They're attached to my spine and Dad said no dismembering in the house. Sheepy: Grif:...Just snap them off...? Sheepy: Grif: They grow back. Just like my cousin's arm did. It's metal now, but it should work just as fine. Arsé-kun: *I don't have the words to describe the face he's making* Sheepy: Nyar:...Like, a prosthetic arm? Sheepy: Grif: No, it's made of metal, not prosthetic. Arsé-kun: Yog: it's prosthetic. Sheepy: Grif: I see...A metal looking material called prosthetic. Sheepy: Nyar:..... Arsé-kun: Randy: ..... Sheepy: Nyar: Are you intentionally incompe....Eh, twisting my words? Sheepy: Grif: I cannot twist your words unless you write them down. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... A prosthetic is a replacement limb. What it is made of does not matter. You now learned a thing. Sheepy: Grif: I see. Sheepy: Grif: [Prosthetic Limb added to Dictionary] Arsé-kun: *arsene checks on the bird in the sink* Sheepy: *There is no water in the sink despite the tap being on and the drain being covered...* Sheepy: Elyan: *honk* Arsé-kun: *Randy continues to look like 0:21 of Gamly Gramply from 2016 while this happens* Arsé-kun: Arséne: Are you enjoying that? Sheepy: Elyan: *honk* Sheepy: *Elyan looks cozy!* Sheepy: Nyar: Hey Randy, wanna play "guess the Eldritch Abomination"? Or should I spoil who that is? Sheepy: Nyar: Although, I guess he isn't an abomination... Arsé-kun: Randy: Give me a hint. Sheepy: Nyar: It's a Great Old One and water based. Arsé-kun: Randy: That is... Shockingly unhelpful. Sheepy: Nyar: Okay, it's literally made of water. Arsé-kun: Randy: Oh, that's Cath.. No, wait. Sheepy: Nyar: You're close! Arsé-kun: Randy: Cthhhh...aaaaaaaat? Sheepy: Nyar: Yup! Arsé-kun: Randy: That's a Great old one? I thought they were a minor deity.. Sheepy: Nyar: Well, it's water. Sheepy: Nyar: Don't worry, Lupin. Cthaat's not very intelligent and likes humans. So they should be harmless. Sheepy: Elyan: *he doesn't seem interested in the conversation. cozy* Sheepy: Nyar: They might watch you but their brain is probably just printer noises. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... So it's a regular bird but water? Sheepy: Nyar: Yup. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Good to know. Sheepy: Grif: He's my friend. Sheepy: Grif:...Ah, my Main Quest updated. I have to go to the lake. Sorry to cut this short. Let's socialize again soon, Lupin. Sheepy: *Grif rushes out with Elyan!* Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... what Sheepy: *Meanwhile, at the lake...* Arsé-kun: Fou: fou? Sheepy: Bedi: Kay, did you find anything? Arsé-kun: Kay: *sopping wet and having just walked out of the lake* sword's gone Sheepy: Bedi: What?! ...B-but what about his body? Arsé-kun: Kay: Just a body?? A rock? A gravesite???? A fucking cross to hang myself on???? What was I supposed to be looking for?!?! Sheepy: Bedi:....I, I apologize... Um... Sheepy: Bedi: His body is in there. I know, because, um, I put it there. Sheepy: Bedi: Did grave robbers get to it... Is it still there? Arsé-kun: Kay: *he groans and turns around to stomp back down the lake shore* Whatever, I don't know. Let me look again. Sheepy: Bedi: Thank you, Kay. I appreciate it. Arsé-kun: *Kay continues complaining under his breath, even as he goes under the surface. Good bye Kay* Sheepy: *Merlin's phone starts ringing!* Arsé-kun: *DON'T STOP, MAKE IT POP, DJ BLOW MY SPEAKERS UP, TONIGHT, IMMA-♫* Arsé-kun: Merlin: jesus fucking hoes *he picks up* Yeah, what's up? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Hey, there's two kids here wiith a sword. Pretty sure it's the sword we're looking for. Arsé-kun: Merlin: What do you MEAN there's kids with a sword??? Follow them! Sheepy: Myrrdin: Yeah, yeah, I am. The girl looks like she's related to Arthur, so I'm guessing she's a descendant. I guess genes work in mysterious, plot convenient ways... The boy's got obnoxious Kay feels. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Just what we need. Two of them. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Yup. Sheepy: Myrrdin: How long am I supposed to follow them for...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Until we can catch up to confirm that it really is the sword..! Sheepy: Myrrdin: Right, sounds good. Sheepy: Bedi: We should rush. Arsé-kun: Merlin: And ditch Kay? He'll kill us. Sheepy: Bedi:...Hmm, I guess so... Sheepy: Bedi: Um...How should we work this...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: You go, I'll wait. Sheepy: Bedi: Right! Sheepy: *Bedi rushes to find the two!* Sheepy: ?: ...Um, are you okay? You've been following me for a while... You look tired. Do you need help? Arsé-kun: ??: ..... Have I been..? My deepest apologies, dear lass. I did not mean to do so.. Sheepy: ?: It's fine. Are you okay? I can help you. Arsé-kun: ??: I suppose...? I am in one piece at least... I think.. Sheepy: ?: You're kind of floaty. Sheepy: ?: ...Oh! You must be the ghost in this sword, right? I felt a pull to it. Was that you? Arsé-kun: ??: Sword.... Ah! *he has spotted the sword finally* Yes, that sword was once mine. Sheepy: ?: Really? Who are you? My name is Aru. I pulled this sword out of a rock. Arsé-kun: ??: Arthur. A pleasure to meet you. *he bows, but as he's floating, he goes Too far and ends up tumbling over himself in midair. He adjusts himself quickly but it still happened. How Embarrassing!* Sheepy: Aru: Oh, so that's how a ghost trips! Sheepy: Aru: Oh, Arthur... King Arthur, pulling a sword...So this is Excalibur, and that's where Sir Bedivere must've tossed the sword... And by pulling it, i woke you up. Arsé-kun: Arthur: *he looks confused about how he accomplished that* ... Sir Bedivere returned Excalibur to Lady Vivian's lake.... Or so he told me... Sheepy: Aru: That's how the story goes. Sheepy: Aru: But that's where I found the sword. Sheepy: Aru: So unless someone moved it, either that's her lake or he threw it into the wrong lake. Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... *he looks around* .. This is not Vivan's lake. .... How queer. Sheepy: Aru: Hmm...Well, that story's old enough that we can't ask him anymore. Sheepy: Aru: But the story said that he lied a few times before he finally returned it for real. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Then I suppose he did. He was never a good liar. Sheepy: Aru: So someone must have moved it...And you didn't wake up? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Mayhaps I did. If so, I certainly am not recalling it.. Sheepy: Aru: I guess it's a mystery... Sheepy: Aru: Do you want it back? Arsé-kun: Arthur: I would, but it has been drawn by someone new. Therefore, unless absolutely required, I believe it is yours. Sheepy: Aru:...Umm, good thing that it doesn't choose kings anymore! Hahaha... Arsé-kun: Arthur: ....? That no longer applies? Sheepy: Aru: I'm still in high school. I can't become any kind of ruler... Sheepy: Aru: Maybe it wanted Cain...? He's older than me by a few years and is fairly dependable. Sheepy: Aru: But I don't really hear about kings and queens anymore. Now we just elect political officials to make laws for us! ...Oh, I guess you only woke up, right? So when you're more with it, I can tell you about the current world. Sheepy: Aru: Since we'll be sticking together, later I'll tell you more about myself too! And you can tell me more about yourself if you want. Arsé-kun: Arthur: That sounds good. For now, I'm content to observe what has changed. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... Which seems to be quite a bit. I barely recognize the surroundings at all. Arsé-kun: Arthur: That's to be expected, but it couldn't have been that long... What has it been, one hundred years? Perhaps two hundred? Sheepy: Aru: It's the year 2020. Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... .... .... We survived this long? That's amazing! Sheepy: Aru: Yup! I can tell you what your surroundings are, too! They must be very different. Sheepy: *Aru points to a car* Sheepy: Aru: That's a car. It's basically a manmade horse, but it can go twice as fast and doesn't need food nor water. Just fuel called "gasoline". Arsé-kun: Arthur: Then whatever did we do with the horses? We still have those, yes? Sheepy: Aru: Now people keep them as pets and race them against each other for sport. Sometimes people bet on them. Sheepy: Aru: You can also go places that let you ride horses. I have a few times with Cain, but... Sheepy: Aru: Cain gets too excited on them and they panic. Arsé-kun: Arthur: That is a shame. I would have thought horses would mellow over the years. Sheepy: Aru: .....? Sheepy: Aru: No, they're bred to be more anxious now. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Why? Doesn't that defeat the purpose of being dependable? Sheepy: Aru: They don't fight in combat anymore, so... Arsé-kun: Arthur: What about hounds? Are they still dependable? Sheepy: Aru: Depends on the breed. Sheepy: Aru: They're kept as pets mostly. Rarely are they ever used to hunt nor guard things. Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... Cats? Sheepy: Aru: They're kept as pets too generally. They think they rule the household, which they'd be right about. Arsé-kun: Arthur: So that hasn't changed. Sheepy: Aru: Yeah. Sheepy: Aru: I saw a dog with a mustache a bit back. Arsé-kun: Arthur: :O Sheepy: Aru: Cain's roommate has a cat. Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... May I request to see them? Sheepy: Aru: Yeah, I can show you his cat! Arsé-kun: Arthur: :) Sheepy: Aru: We have a lot of animals you probably haven't seen before! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Then I am willing to wager in return that I've seen animals you have not. Sheepy: Aru: Really? Sheepy: Aru: Like the dodo? Sheepy: Aru: Those are extinct. Arsé-kun: Arthur: the What? Sheepy: Aru: Oh, I guess not. Sheepy: Aru: It was a huge flightless bird. It's extinct now! Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... What about bears? I believe that population was rather low in my time. Sheepy: Aru: There's tons of bears. Sheepy: Aru: Maybe not right around here, but there's all sorts of bears and they live all over the world. Sheepy: Aru: You can find a few at the local zoo...Oh, you've never been to the zoo. Arsé-kun: Arthur: What is a zoo? And do bears live in the sea? Sheepy: Aru: A zoo is where they put all sorts of animals so they can rehabilitate endamgered species and let people see them and learn about them. Sheepy: Aru: There's water bears, but, um... Arsé-kun: Arthur: Do they... Do they.... Sheepy: Aru: Do they? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Do they have salamanders? Sheepy: Aru: Yes. Arsé-kun: Arthur: That's wonderful. Sheepy: Aru: They're cute! Sheepy: Aru: But you don't have to worry about water bears because you can't see them! There's probably even a few nearby! Arsé-kun: Arthur: dear god. Sheepy: Aru: Huh? Arsé-kun: Arthur: they're invisible water bears?? Sheepy: Aru: Well, they're so small that you can't see them. Arsé-kun: Arthur: They are bugs? Sheepy: Aru: They're a micro-animal. Umm...I don't think they're bugs, but they have eight legs. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ??? ???? ??????? Sheepy: Aru: They live everywhere! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Tiny invisible ocean bears.... Arsé-kun: Arthur: *looking around, and slightly past Aru* .... What about wizards? Are they extinct yet? Sheepy: Aru: No, I guess not. Sheepy: Aru: There are people who imitate them. They're fairly popular... In fact, "Merlin" has basically become synonymous with "wizard"! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Correct- Arsé-kun: *Arthur is cut off by the Excalibur lighting up and zapping some poor sod behind Aru that tried to grab it. Goodbye, Merlin. You absolutely deserved that.* Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... At this rate, they will go extinct. Sheepy: Aru:?! Who are you?! Arsé-kun: Merlin: According to you just now, the essential wizard! *he's got his hair in front of his face like a beard. Merlin. Merlin. you stop that* The Excalibur is still in perfect working order! Sheepy: Aru:....? Sheepy: Aru: But isn't Merlin supposed to be dead? Arsé-kun: Merlin: "Supposed to" is the key words here, young miss! :) :) :) Sheepy: Aru: But...Vivian?... Arsé-kun: *Merlin shudders* Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... Please inform his partner in crime I can see him as well. Myrrdin is not subtle. Sheepy: Aru: There's more than one Merlin?! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Three. They share the role of court mage with different areas of expertise. Why, does history only name the one? Sheepy: Aru: Yes. Arsé-kun: Arthur: That is tragic. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I don't see nor hear him... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Touch the vessel of the soul. Touch the sword, do it now. Sheepy: Myrrdin: *he touches the sword* --Gghhhk! Arsé-kun: Arthur: I would now like to repeat myself. Wizards will go extinct. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I did it for you! How hurtful! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Even when doing things for me, that has not... ... *processing* Arsé-kun: Merlin: *he pushes his hair off his face and glances upwards* I want to cry, but my eyeliner cost forty-eight dollars... We've been waiting for a day like this..! Sheepy: Aru: Is that why you were watching me from behind a car? Arsé-kun: Merlin: It was! And it seems the Excalibur likes you, so we are not able to do anything about this. Sheepy: Aru:...Likes me? I don't have to become a king, right? Arsé-kun: Merlin: No, of course not. Swords distributed by a watery tart is no means for a system of government. Sheepy: Aru: ....No surprise you like that movie. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh, but the Sword in the Stone is my favorite! Sheepy: Aru: Really? Because you're in it? Arsé-kun: Merlin: .. That is a helpful factor, but not the cause! Sheepy: Aru: What is? Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Now, now, if I get into that, it may last all day! Sheepy: *A brunette with a messy mullet comes running over!* Sheepy: ?: Sheesh, you're so slow, Aru! Go talk to strangers later! ...W-wait, no! Don't talk to strangers at all!!! Arsé-kun: Merlin: You're strangely unconcerned that this girl has a sword. Sheepy: ?: Well, duh, we pulled it out! I loosened it for her! So it's "we"!! Sheepy: ?: I don't get why she's gotta carry it, though. She said it's so light! Meanwhile, it stung me a ton! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Is this Kay..?? Sheepy: Myrrdin: The girl looks a lot like you and her name is similar... Sheepy: Myrrdin: And this guy's name is Cain... Cai... ...Kay. Huh. Sheepy: Myrrdin: It really is just Arthur and Kay. Arsé-kun: Merlin: How interesting! He's not nearly as horrible as the original. Sheepy: Cain: What're you rambling about...? You're creeping me out! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Your sister has taken ownership of my sword, so a comparison of my own brother was made to you. ... Try not to grab at the sword too much. Sheepy: Cain: ...Eh?! Arsé-kun: Arthur: It is far more damaging outside of the water. Sheepy: Cain: Gh-ghost....! Arsé-kun: Merlin: *FREE FOOD!* Sheepy: Cain: Aru...! H-how many times do I gotta tell you?! Arsé-kun: Arthur: ...? Oh, I suppose you're right. Hm. Sheepy: Cain: Stop befriending ghosts! They're so freaky! Arsé-kun: Merlin: If it makes you feel better, he's the only ghost here! :D Sheepy: Cain: First that Mordred creep, now...Who are you?! Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'm Merlin, he's Myrrdin, and what do you MEAN Mordred is still around?? Sheepy: Cain: He's some obnoxious ghost Aru picked up! He likes playing pranks on us! Aru always lets him get away wih it, too...! Sheepy: Aru: I don't know, I think he's fairly endearing. Sheepy: Aru: So far he's been harmless. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I can already hear the impending arguments about exorcising the traitor. Sheepy: Aru: Well, um... Sheepy: Aru: Arthur, I need to tell you something important. Sheepy: Aru: Umm... The ghosts at the dorm are probably predominantly people you know because of how close it was to where your final battle took place. Sheepy: Aru: I was so excited about meeting you that I forgot to tell you. I'm sorry. That was selfish of me. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ...... ........ *he was stuck on the Mordred part until now, and he visibly pales* Thank... You..? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Dear diary, today I learned that ghosts can get pale. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Ghosts can look like they've seen a ghost! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Dear diary, today I lost my diary, so I'm writing this on the back of both my copies of Kung Fu Panda! Sheepy: Myrrdin: Everyone was kung fu fighting... Sheepy: Aru: But don't worry, I'll protect you! Arsé-kun: Arthur: ..... Not sure how you will, but you may.... Try...? Sheepy: Aru: I know how to deal with them. Sheepy: Aru: There's one face you should be happy about seeing at least! Sheepy: Aru: Your butler, Sir Lucan. He's a bit stiff but he's surprisingly helpful with homework. It turns out that he reads my textbooks while I'm not using them... Sheepy: Aru: I haven't seen Sir Lancelot, Sir Bedivere, umm... Sheepy: Aru: Well, a lot, I guess. Although if Sir Bedivere's ghost is sticking around, I'd guess it'd be by your grave rather than his... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Lancelot has been involved in some... Shenanigans, let's say. Sheepy: Bedi: Merliiin! Have you found anythi...?! Sheepy: Aru: Shenanigans like that? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Y'know? I think we may have. Arsé-kun: Merlin: And yes. Like this. Sheepy: Aru: ...Hmm, Sir Lancelot looks, um, less... Sheepy: Aru:...Berserk than I was expecting. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh, this is Bedi. Sheepy: Aru: Huh? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Like this, but this is Bedi. Lancelot's doing who knows what. I'm not his boss. Sheepy: *Bedi hesitantly approaches Arthur, shocked, before stopping in his tracks and kneeling, his head down* Sheepy: Aru: Oh, I see. Sheepy: Cain: Why are you so relaxed about this?! Arsé-kun: *Arthur kneels down to Bedi's level and pats his shoulder (or tries)* Sheepy: Bedi: My King...I...B-because of me...You cannot find rest even in death...! Instead of returning your sword, I lied to you twice...! Even though I returned it... There's no way you could rest knowing your final moments were full of lies... I'm sorry... Sheepy: *Bedi's crying... a rare sight!* Arsé-kun: Arthur: I can't say I didn't doubt you briefly upon returning, but that would not be your doing. I knew my favorite knight would do the right thing. *pat, pat* Please do not cry, Bedivere. The court excuses your sin. Sheepy: Bedi:...Wh-what...? Sheepy: Bedi: F...favorite.... ...Even after everything... You still consider me your knight? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Whyever would I not? Do you doubt yourself that much, good Sir? Sheepy: Bedi:...I... Sheepy: Bedi: I thought I was a disgrace not worthy to be called a knight after my actions... Arsé-kun: Arthur: If I never took any other knight's titles for their disgraces, why would I have taken yours? Sheepy: Bedi: Because I was not worthy of it in the first place. Arsé-kun: Arthur: That is most certainly wrong. I won't hear another word of this until you change your mind. Is that clear, Sir Knight? Sheepy: Bedi: I'm sorry. I spoke out of place. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Accepted. Please do not be so hard on yourself. You've done so well. Sheepy: Bedi:....! Sheepy: Bedi:....I've...done well....? Arsé-kun: Arthur: You've done so well. Can I continue to depend on you? Sheepy: Bedi:....! Sheepy: Bedi: Of course...! If you wish me to...! Arsé-kun: Arthur: I would appreciate it. Sheepy: Bedi: Just as I have lived to become a knight you could depend on...I will not pass until you no longer desire my assistance...! Sheepy: Myrrdin:...Phew, I thought he was a goner for sure. Nice save. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ....? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Oh, right. You wouldn't know. Sheepy: Myrrdin: He's not dead. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Rather, he never died. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Was this your work? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Eh, we helped keep him animated, I guess? We didn't give him extra years and we didn't make him immortal. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Since the soul can remain alive long after the body has turned to stone!...Of course, we aren't going to let it turn to stone. Arsé-kun: Merlin: So, that's functionally immortal but not actually. He'd stick around for you even if we didn't. *Merlin is strangely bitter about this* Sheepy: Myrrdin: He's keeping his soul alive all of these years later from his love for you. Sheepy: Myrrdin: He feels like he needs to become a knight you could praise and depend on and refuses to die until he becomes that... So when you implied he'd accomplished that, well, I could feel him wavering some. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I certainly did not want to kill him. Why give up now when he's made it this far? Sheepy: Myrrdin: 'Cause everyone's gotta die eventually I guess? Don't ask me. Arsé-kun: Arthur: But you're still here, and so is Merlin.... Sheepy: Myrrdin: Hey, we're not fully human, so we're an exception to the rule.. Sheepy: Myrrdin:...But, yeah, you're right. It's kind of cruel, in a way. Sheepy: Bedi:...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: It's hard watching humans come and go. It's hard watching them grow old and their memory fail.. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Yup. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Yeah, if I got emotionally invested in someone and they forgot important things about me? It'd kinda hurt... Arsé-kun: Merlin: That would hurt so much. Imagine that, but nothing you do about it works. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Yeah... Sheepy: Myrrdin:...Life's kinda cruel! Arsé-kun: Merlin: So is the lake twat! Sheepy: Myrrdin: Y-ugh!!!! Sheepy: Myrrdin: Gosh! Sheepy: Bedi: *he appears confused...* Sheepy: Bedi: Did you go through that before, Merlin? Sheepy: Bedi: Don't worry. I won't do that to you. *he smiles innocently...* Arsé-kun: Merlin: .... Don't do this to me, babe. Please. Sheepy: Bedi:....? Sheepy: Bedi: I apologize... I won't pry again. Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's not... ... Okay, you guys do whatever, I'm gonna peel off to go drain some innocent people of happiness so I can hold up my facade of being a functional human and then yell at Kay for being slow as shiiiiit! Sheepy: Bedi:...? Merlin, are you alright? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Nope! *peace, peace* Sheepy: Bedi: Do you want to talk about it? Or do you just want some time to yourself? Arsé-kun: Merlin: This would be the fourth time this month I'd be explaining it to you, hun. Sheepy: Bedi:... Sheepy: Bedi: I apologize. Sheepy: Bedi: If there's anything I can do... Sheepy: Bedi: Please tell me. I will help you in my greatest capacity. Arsé-kun: Merlin: You can start by helping the King and making sure we don't completely fuck up the lives of some cute children. Sheepy: Bedi:...Right! I will do my best. Arsé-kun: *Merlin fingerguns and peels off to go back the way they came* Sheepy: Bedi: Hm...What did I do wrong... Sheepy: Myrrdin: Sorry you had to see all that, Arthur. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I'm... I'm still sorting all of this out. Did... Did he say Kay? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Yup. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Is he like Bedivere, but angrier? Sheepy: Bedi: We aren't at all alike but he is my dearest friend. Sheepy: Myrrdin: No, Grif dragged him here via time travel. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... I feel like that is unnatural. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Eh, it's Grif. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... This is very true. Sheepy: Myrrdin: He was in the lake looking for the sword. Sheepy: Bedi:...... Sheepy: Bedi: Right, he found your grave instead... Sheepy: Bedi: I was certain I buried you above ground... Arsé-kun: Arthur: Poor Kay... If he was brought to now, then did he have time to grieve..? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Nope. Arsé-kun: Arthur: How cruel and natural for Griflet. Sheepy: Myrrdin: It didn't even truly hit him you were dead until recently. Sheepy: Myrrdin: It's Grif. Sheepy: Myrrdin: He doesn't care about anyone's feelings but his own. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I recently learned that he didn't actually know the laws of chivalry. Arsé-kun: Arthur: One of my advisors couldn't read, but I didn't mind reminding him of rules. He had good ideas sometimes. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Yeah, he couldn't read either... Oh, unless you were talking about Grif? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Grif, good ideas? Nah... that can't be him. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ....*snnnrrrkkk* Sheepy: Myrrdin: He follows a guide on how to make friends. Arsé-kun: Arthur: He got one? Good for him. Sheepy: Myrrdin: He stinks at it, but he's putting in the effort. Sheepy: Myrrdin: He gave me a shiny rock earlier and then punched me when he decided I didn't like it. Arsé-kun: Arthur: So it's exactly the same? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Yup. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... Oh, and where's Meril? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Uh, it's awkward. He's trapped in a bar. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... Like a tavern? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Yup. Sheepy: Myrrdin: He tends it. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Unfortunately, I won't be able to visit, then. Kids cannot enter taverns. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Hmmmm... Sheepy: Myrrdin: Well, it's not a real tavern. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Although...kids aren't allowed in or around bars, right? Sheepy: Myrrdin: If Excalibur's passed to Bedi when you want to visit, it should be fine. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Would that work..? Sheepy: Myrrdin: I guess you can't swap to possessing his arm... Sheepy: Myrrdin: Well, he tossed it, so he should be able to borrow it. Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... ? oH, I never noticed his arm among all else happening..! Sheepy: Bedi: Merlin made it for me. It's based after the Excalibur. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I'll have to compliment him when he comes back. It looks fantastic. Sheepy: Bedi: Yes. It's very useful. Sheepy: Bedi:...I wonder if Merlin"s okay. Sheepy: Bedi: I don't understand what I did wrong, but I need to make sure not to do it again. Sheepy: Myrrdin: ...Uhuh. I can explain later, although... I'm not sure that I'm the best person to do so. Arsé-kun: Kay: Since when are you good at anything? *pbbbbt* Get fucked. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Kay..! Arsé-kun: Kay: Gross, a floating Wart! Arsé-kun: Kay: It's almost like nothing's happened, but you're floating and I can punch through you like a wet scroll! Arsé-kun: Kay: And you can keep up underwater now, you ominous prick, isn't that neat?! Arsé-kun: *Kay is excited but trying to hide it. All that upset about Arthur being gone, but he's right here!* Arsé-kun: Arthur: !!! Sheepy: Bedi: Kay...? When did you get here? ..Oh, Merlin must've told you that the King was here so you rushed over! Sheepy: Myrrdin:...He came with us when we went to the lake... Sheepy: Bedi: Eh?! Arsé-kun: Kay: I go into the water one time and you forget about me?? Daaamn, you senile? Do you need to retire, old man Bedivere?? Sheepy: Bedi: I apologize... Sheepy: Myrrdin: Shoot, low blow, Kay. Just don’t say that sort of stuff around Merlin. It eats him up enough as it is. Arsé-kun: Kay: Well, fuck him too. Bastard. Sheepy: Myrrdin: But, to answer your question... Sheepy: Myrrdin: Basically, he is ending up that way it seems like. I guess humans simply aren’t supposed to live this long. Sheepy: Bedi: No. That’s not true. Arsé-kun: Kay: It ain't? Then what's your opinion, Bed? Sheepy: Bedi: I’ve always been on the forgetful side, so this isn’t new. That’s my opinion, anyway. Sheepy: Bedi: Unless you meant on something else..? Arsé-kun: Kay: ... I mean, you're right, but not this bad. Arsé-kun: Kay: Oh, I know. You're so goddamn excited about your King that nothing else matters, huh? Sheepy: Bedi:...! Yes, I suppose so. Sheepy: Bedi: Maybe that's why Merlin left? The excitement was too much for him...? Arsé-kun: Kay: We gotta get you a menu like Grif has. Then you can look back to see what the fuck you were doing. Sheepy: Bedi: Menu? That thing he has? Arsé-kun: Kay: That's what he says it's called. Sheepy: Bedi: I see. Sheepy: Bedi: Do you have one, Kay? Arsé-kun: Kay: No. I can remember what I'm doing for more than an hour, unlike him. Sheepy: Bedi: Is his memory bad too...? Maybe it just runs in the family... Although Lucan's was caused by a bad head injury... Arsé-kun: Kay: Lucan had an excuse to be a moron. Grif absolutely does not. Arsé-kun: Kay: So anyone wanna tell me why we're following some babies? Sheepy: Grif: --Kaaaaaaaaayyyyyy!!! Arsé-kun: Kay: Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat? Sheepy: Grif: I found a shiny rock for you! And a bird. But I already ate that. Arsé-kun: Kay: Um. Good work. Sheepy: Grif: You can have the shiny rock. *he gives Kay a pebble, visibly proud of himself* I found this just for you, so you better treasure it. Arsé-kun: *Kay looks at the pebble. ah yes. this rock is made out of rock* Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... Hello, Griflet. Sheepy: Grif: Hm? Sheepy: Grif: Hello, Mr. Ghost. Sheepy: Grif: Oh, you're the King. Sheepy: Grif: So I was right on my predictions. Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah, I guess so! Apparently! Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Bedi: Um, aren't you excited at all? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Wise dragon of the rocks, do you have any advice? Sheepy: Grif: Please remember something important about possession. Sheepy: Grif: What ghost in must ghost out. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... Thank you for the jest and advice, Advisor. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: Ah. Yes. Another thing. Sheepy: Grif: You are weak to salt, so make sure to stay away from Sir Agravain if he makes his appearance. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Good to know. Thank you. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm... Right. Your cor... Oh. Is that spoilers... Sheepy: Grif: Well, wait until the time has come to learn that information. If I tell you, it might detract from shock value... Yes. Sheepy: Bedi: Griflet, what are you talking about? Sheepy: Bedi: Will you really hide..."spoilers" for shock value...? From the king, as his advisor? Sheepy: Grif: It's not information he needs until he needs it. Sheepy: Grif: And when the necessary dialogue is unlocked, he'll get what he needs. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Telling someone spoilers is how you ruin a timeline~~ Arsé-kun: Merlin: I would know. Arsé-kun: Merlin: It's why I don't share everything I see! If I did, we'd be spiraling into something we'd be unprepared for! Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: I need to prepare for what my menu tells me. But I can’t spoil things. Sheepy: Bedi: Oh, Merlin, you’re back...! Sheepy: Grif: However, I can tell you a comprehensive list of every knight currently alive to my reasonable knowledge. Sheepy: Grif: Every knight before you along with Sir Lancelot. The Queen is also still around. Presumably due to contracts they’ve formed. Arsé-kun: Merlin: And Meril! He's just busy with a day job. Sheepy: Grif: Is being trapped in a bar a day job? Arsé-kun: Merlin: It's a job he has, and it's during the day. Sheepy: Grif: ... Sheepy: Grif: But he mostly just sleeps... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Minimum customers, minimum work! Sheepy: Grif: Like making a sandwich by simply eating the materials individually. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I mean, sure! Sheepy: Grif: Do you? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Heck, sometimes. Sheepy: Grif: You eat the meat. The meat. The vegetable. The cheese. The meat. Sheepy: Bedi: Where's the bread? Sheepy: Grif: You eat your sandwich with bread? Sheepy: Bedi: A sandwich needs bread. Sheepy: Grif: Wrong, a sandwich is anything that has a top, a bottom, and a middle. Arsé-kun: Merlin: A sandwich is defined as food that is held in one hand and between two slices of bread! Sheepy: Grif: You are weak. Sheepy: Grif: I will eat your sandwiches without the bread. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Joke's on you, it's all bread. Sheepy: Grif: You weak, foolish man. You rely on bread so heavily you cannot see that a sandwich is nothing without its insides. Sheepy: Grif: You see only the outside and have no comprehension of the inside. Arsé-kun: Merlin: No, I mean a piece of fairy bread between slices of toast. It's all bread. Bitch. Sheepy: Grif:....Fairy bread? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh, actual fae not included. It's just a name for bread with sprinkles. Sheepy: Grif: Hey Paimon. Define Sprinkle. Arsé-kun: Yog: There are several definitions, but I understand which you want. Arsé-kun: Yog: "Sprinkles" are defined as: tiny sugar shapes, typically rods and balls, used for decorating cakes, ice cream, and other desserts. Sheepy: Grif: I see. Sheepy: Grif: So fairy bread is a sprinkle sandwich. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Basically! Sheepy: Grif: A depression sandwich. So it has a depression in the middle to store the sprinkles. Arsé-kun: Merlin: D: Sheepy: Grif: ? Arsé-kun: Arthur: What is a depression? Sheepy: Grif: Depression. Noun. A concave area on a surface.... Sheepy: Grif: No. Wait. Sheepy: Grif: Depression. Noun. A common and serious medical condition that affects the way you act, feel, and think. Sheepy: Grif: Symptoms: Mood swings, sadness, pain, trouble sleeping, lack of energy... Eh... Sheepy: Grif:.... Sadness... Sheepy: Grif: Example use: "Merlin has depression". Arsé-kun: Merlin: I came here to have a good time and I am feeling SO attacked right now! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Um. Yes, thank you. Sheepy: Grif: Congratulations. Sheepy: Grif: Merlin. Sheepy: Grif: Are you ready for a gift? Arsé-kun: Merlin: is it a rock. Sheepy: Grif: Behold. A book. Sheepy: *Merlin receives a picture book of frogs.* Sheepy: Grif: It's a book on frogs. I bought it for you because you're like a frog so you might find comfort in seeing frogs. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I don't get it at all, but thanks! Arsé-kun: *slight bond increase* Sheepy: Grif: You look around for mates, you get disoriented by bright lights, you sing, and you eat the occasional fly. ....Ha. Ha. Ha. The last one is a joke. Sheepy: Grif: Ha. Ha. Ha. Arsé-kun: *Arthur quietly laughs. Joke approved by the King* Sheepy: Grif: Do you like things? Tell me these things. Sheepy: Grif: I read that you will like me and be my friend if I give you gifts. Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's not really a good way to have a stable relationship, but hey, what do I know? I'm not your weeb dad. Sheepy: Grif: Stable... Sheepy: Grif: Horse... Arsé-kun: Kay: i want my horse back Sheepy: Grif: ...Buddy... Arsé-kun: Arthur: Related, I have been informed horses of this time period are more prone to being nervous and scared. Is this true? Sheepy: Grif: I miss Buddy... Sheepy: Bedi: Yes. Sheepy: Bedi: Horses aren't used in combat anymore so they don't need as much courage. Arsé-kun: Arthur: That means horses have a lower mortality rate, then! Sheepy: Grif:....Oh, so I've been doing friendships wrong...Friends are too hard to make. I don't get it... Sheepy: Bedi: I suppose so...but if they break a leg while running races, they put them down. Sheepy: Grif: If I run out of gifts, nobody will be my friend anymore is the end result of giving gifts to boost bond points, hm. How do I make friends... Arsé-kun: Arthur: Down where? Sheepy: Bedi: Um... Sheepy: Bedi: They put them down, as in they put them to sleep with...Oh, right, you don't know about that. They kill them. Arsé-kun: Arthur: whhhhhhhhAT Sheepy: Bedi: Horses can't recover from it and it's excruciatingly painful, so... Sheepy: Bedi: They're killed. Arsé-kun: Kay: :v Sheepy: Grif: Buddy... Sheepy: Grif: I miss Buddy... Arsé-kun: Kay: Then ask your dad of magic to get your damn horse! Sheepy: Grif: Uh...But... Sheepy: Grif: It's different than us coming here. Arsé-kun: Kay: That horse has seen some shit. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: He'd been with me since the day I begged the King to let me become a knight... Sheepy: Grif: Merlin. You must teach me how to make friends later. Okay? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I can try, but I'm better at one night stands. Sheepy: Grif: I don't want that. Sheepy: Grif: I don't care about that. Sheepy: Grif: My Charisma is very low. My Charm is high. That is how I got a wife. Sheepy: Grif: I don't need your Charm boosts. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh, but you need the Charisma to back up the Charm! You can't rely 100% on a charm working without a stat to back it up! Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Give me your Charisma. Arsé-kun: Merlin: You can't just HAVE my charisma! You're not an incubus! Sheepy: Grif: Teach me. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Why don't you ask your orb dad? I mean, he managed to have you, so he's gotta have some charisma, yeah? Sheepy: Grif: ? Sheepy: Grif: So you don't have enough charisma to teach me charisma? Arsé-kun: Merlin: What's your charisma now? Sheepy: Grif: 2. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... How much would you need, theoretically, to charm the pants off a stranger you've never met? Sheepy: Grif: Uh... Sheepy: Grif: 8. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Out of ten? Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Come back when you're at 5. I can probably give you a boost from there. Sheepy: Grif: I consume Charisma books but get no buff. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Griflet, buddy. You need to read them. Eating them isn't very sexy of you. Sheepy: Grif: My wife loved me at first sight due to my high Charm, so I must be innately sexy. Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's called a preference. Sheepy: Grif: No. My Charm is 7. Arsé-kun: Merlin: No wonder even muggles accept you so easily. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: I am like the man with a mysterious, otherwordly feel who immediately catches your eye due to my high charm. Arsé-kun: Merlin: But then you start speaking. Sheepy: Grif: But my charisma is low, so once someone interacts with me, I have difficulties knowing what to say and find myself stressed. Arsé-kun: Kay: That sounds like a personal problem! Sheepy: Grif: You're easy to talk to because you don't expect high charisma from me. Arsé-kun: Kay: Why would I? You're the guy who I spotted eating a chicken in my yard at 6 am. I liked that chicken. Sheepy: Grif: It tasted good... Arsé-kun: Kay: You ate Tiffany! Raw! Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Arsé-kun: Kay: I had to tell Wart a fox got her, you prick! Arsé-kun: Kay: I woulda gotten my ass WHOOPED if I told him I saw some sorta goblin bastard, and then dragged to church or some crap! Sheepy: Grif: Hmm. Sheepy: Grif: Well, I only ate one of your chickens. Arsé-kun: Kay: ... What is wrong with you? Sheepy: Grif: The only adult human figure in my life as a child was my mom, who abandoned me. So, of course when I learned from my dragom dad that dragons steal and consume livestock, I'd steal and consume livestock. Sheepy: Grif: The only adult human figure in my life as a child was my mom, who abandoned me. So, of course when I learned from my dragom dad that dragons steal and consume livestock, I'd steal and consume livestock. Sheepy: Grif: And eat what else I found. Sheepy: Grif: I stopped because I eventually got free food as a knight. Arsé-kun: Kay: Which you're welcome for, by the way, you ungrateful bastard! Sheepy: Grif:? Sheepy: Grif: All knights did, right? Sheepy: Grif: So why do I have to thank you? Arsé-kun: Kay: .... So anyway, are we there yet?? Sheepy: Grif: Why? Sheepy: Aru: Very close, yeah! Arsé-kun: Kay: How close, from "we can see it" to "it's only close to a giant"? Sheepy: Grif: I see. You dodge to question because you fear my response. Sheepy: Aru: We should see it...Oh, there it is! Sheepy: Grif: *stare* Arsé-kun: Merlin: This place gives me some bad juju. Sheepy: Grif: I will slay all ghosts. Sheepy: Myrrdin:....Yikes, I hate it here. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... It's like... ... Excuse me, you did mention Mordred, but how many other spirits are here, exactly? Sheepy: Cain: Too many! Sheepy: Aru: Sorry, I don't know the exact number. Arsé-kun: Merlin: It's like a graveyard in here. Sheepy: Aru: Yes, that's accurate. Sheepy: Bedi: But why? Sheepy: Bedi: Why can't they pass on...? Sheepy: Aru: We're here! Arsé-kun: Kay: What are you nerds talking about?? Sheepy: Grif: Ghosts. Arsé-kun: Kay: Oh, is that it? It's that simple? Arsé-kun: *Kay turns to Arthur to try and be witty at him, but Arthur seems to be asleep right there, still in midair. Advantages to ghost.* Sheepy: Cain: Simple...? It's terrifying...! Sheepy: *In the bg, there's a blond shoving a man in a white suit into mud while cackling...* Sheepy: Aru: Mordred, stop bullying Lucan! We've talked about this! If you're bored and we're not around, do your share of the chores! Sheepy: Mordred: Gosh, you're dull! If I was king, people wouldn't have chores! But APPARENTLY Gawain's a better- Oh, hey, that's the king sword! I want that! Gimme, gimme! It's no fair that my descendents get to be king but I don't! Sheepy: Aru: What are you suppose to say? Sheepy: Mordred: Please, cheese! ...Schmease, whatever! I don't have to say please to you! Gimme the sword!!! Sheepy: Aru: *Stare* Sheepy: Mordred: *whine* ...Please. Sheepy: Aru: No. Sheepy: Mordred: Gosh, you're the WORST great great... etc, grandkid! More like UNGREAT grandkid!!! Heh! Arsé-kun: Kay: .... I'm pretty sure I lost more smarts hearing that than all of my drinking! You're not even funny, shut up! You're More Dreadful than the Cath Palug! Arsé-kun: Kay: You look like you crawled out of a children's book about goblins and you sound like it too! Arsé-kun: *Arthur continues pretending to sleep to avoid having to actually face Mordred for any reason. noooope* Arsé-kun: Kay: You can pull out a dictionary to define the word "goblin" and it'll just have a mirror! Sheepy: Mordred: Oh, shut up! At least I wasn’t gonna sit in the shadow of some trashy king forever! Meanwhile you just accepted your place as some servant to him despite being older. You’re such a wimp! Gosh! Arsé-kun: Kay: I wouldn't trust you with money! I'd rather fuck a dragon than trust you with money! Sheepy: Mordred: Psh! Like you’d trust Gawain any more with it! Sheepy: Mordred: Like, why Gawain of all people?! Arsé-kun: Kay: Oh what's he gonna do? Buy some more hookers?? At least he's honest! Sheepy: Aru: If Gawain was next in line, why didn’t you just target him instead? Whittle down all of Arthur’s next in lines until it came to you. Arsé-kun: Kay: You! I like you. You have a brain bigger than a squirrel's. Sheepy: Mordred: *thinking math lady* Sheepy: Mordred: ........... Sheepy: Aru: Thank you. I didn’t catch your name. My name is Aru and this is Cain. You are...? Arsé-kun: *Kay pauses to introduce himself, and then goes back to insulting Mordred. yknow the usual* Sheepy: Mordred: Y’mean I could’a just... What the heck?! Mom didn’t tell me that! Gosh, nobody tells me ANYTHING in this house!!! Arsé-kun: Kay: Gee, wonder why! It's almost like you're a tattletail pussy snitch! Sheepy: Mordred: Mom told me to kill Arthur to become king...!!! Seriously, why did nobody think to tell me to go for Gawain instead?! Arsé-kun: Kay: Because you'd have been like "HM NO IM STUBBORN HURRRRR". Arsé-kun: Kay: Grif, give me a weapon to stab this bitch with. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: *Grif pulls out a Christmas themed chainsaw* Arsé-kun: Kay: ... Grif, what is that? Sheepy: Grif: It plays Deck the Halls when you rev it. Arsé-kun: Kay: But does it hit ghosts? Sheepy: Grif: Deck the halls with blood and gore-y, fa la la la la, la la la la. Sheepy: Grif: It was used to exorcise the Ghost of Christmas End. Arsé-kun: Kay: Don't care, how does it work Sheepy: Grif: Which, as the name implies, slaughters to end Christmas due to being trapped next to a shopping mall and having to listen to Christmas music from October to December every year for over thirty years. Sheepy: Grif: Brrrr, brrr. Sheepy: Grif: And then slice, slice. Sheepy: Grif: Understand? Sheepy: Mordred: Hey, Grif, I’ll give you an apple not to exorcise me...!!! Sheepy: Grif: ..... Sheepy: Grif: ............. Sheepy: Grif: Two. Arsé-kun: Kay: You heard the man! Two or perish! Sheepy: Mordred: I’m not made of money! Merlin, I’m being tormented in my OWN HOME! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yeah? What do you want me to do about it? Sheepy: Mordred: Stop them. Arsé-kun: Merlin: And fuckin' die?? Sheepy: Mordred: Sure, whatever! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Lady Aru, your ghost is bullying me. Sheepy: Aru: He bullies everyone. Sheepy: Aru: ... Sheepy: Aru: Mordred, you’re grounded. Sheepy: Mordred: The heck?! You can’t ground me! I’m older than you! I should be able to ground you! Arsé-kun: Kay: You're grounded. Sheepy: Mordred: You’re the worst uncle ever! Arsé-kun: Kay: At least I'm not Merlin! Sheepy: Mordred: Merlin’s no uncle! Arsé-kun: Kay: I'm still better than he is. Sheepy: Mordred: No! Arsé-kun: Merlin: get positively DUNKED ON, Kay! eat my dust! Arsé-kun: Kay: ??? ??? ??? ?? Sheepy: Mordred: Yeah! Arsé-kun: Arthur: *IF I MOVE SLOWLY ENOUGH AND DON'T LOOK AT MORDRED, HE WILL NOT SEE ME* Sheepy: Mordred: ...Hey! Sheepy: Mordred: Why’s he here?! You absolute traitor! You brought him here, didn’t you?! Sheepy: Aru: Of all the objects he’d be attached to, which do you think it’d be? Sheepy: Mordred: *blank stare* Sheepy: Mordred: His crown, ‘cuz he cared way more about being a dumb, useless king than a dad! Yup, nailed it! Gosh, I’m a geniu- Sheepy: Aru: Do you see a crown on me? Sheepy: Mordred: ...Eh... Sheepy: Mordred: Whatever! Go away, old man, this is my kingdom! You can’t stay here! Arsé-kun: Arthur: ...... *he slowly turns his head to look at Mordred* .... As if I have much of a choice? I go where the Excalibur goes. Now please stop speaking to me. Sheepy: Mordred: Gosh! It's not like you even talked to me anyway! Man, you stink! Sheepy: Cain: As if Mordred could get any more annoying... Why do we have to live here...? Sheepy: Aru: I'm sorry for his behavior, Arthur. I'll deal with him later. Arsé-kun: Arthur: It's.... It's fine, I didn't expect much else.. Sheepy: Mordred: "Deal with me later"??? Sheepy: Aru: We have a bunch of chores that need doing anyway. Sheepy: Mordred: You're the WORST Aru!! Gosh! Any cool descendant of mine would be gushing about how handsome and awesome I am...!! You just order me around and bully me! Sheepy: Grif: Hm. Sheepy: Grif: I see. I am piecing everything together. Arsé-kun: Kay: You wanna share with us? Or is it "spoiler"? Sheepy: Grif: So Morfred is the illegitimate son of the King and tried to steal the throne because his existence is a blotch on the King's good name and therefore Sir Gawain, the eldest of the King's nephews, was going to get the throne after the King's death. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Morfred. I mean, yeah basically, but... Sheepy: Grif: But Mordred ended up destroying Camelot instead because he killed the King, died, and presumably all heirs were killed as well. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... I'm sorry? Excuse me? *he has stopped and turned all the way around to face Griflet* What did you just say? The first section only. Sheepy: Grif: Morfred wanted to become king. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Not that part. Sheepy: Grif: Oh. Sheepy: Grif: Clearly, Camelot fell. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... There was no one left..? Sheepy: Bedi: Every single one of your heirs was killed by Sir Lancelot with the exception of Sir Gaheris, who died previously, as you may know.. Arsé-kun: Arthur: All of them?? Sheepy: Bedi: Yes. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... So why didn't you take it up? Sheepy: Bedi:...? Sheepy: Bedi: I am just your lowly knight. Nothing more. Arsé-kun: Arthur: What did I say about things like that? Sheepy: Bedi: I apologize. I spoke too harshly. Sheepy: Bedi: However... Sheepy: Bedi: Every single one of your knights would have been better suited to follow in your stead than myself, perhaps even Mordred included. You may consider it self-deprecation, but my skill set, as limited as it is, is not suited for giving orders. Only following them to my finest ability. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... I will permit this. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I understand. If nothing could be done, then that is simply how it was. Sheepy: Bedi: Sir Lancelot and the Queen survived. I stayed at the same monestary with Sir Lancelot for a while.. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Lancelot, huh.... Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... I'd love to get his side of things, but that's unlikely, huh. Sheepy: Bedi: Oh, he visits the bar occasionally. Sheepy: Bedi: He's shy due to his appearance, though. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... ? Sheepy: Bedi: He lost most of his muscle mass and looks, well... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Like a trash peasant. Sheepy: Bedi:...The Queen, however, is still very beautiful! Arsé-kun: Merlin: And she fuckin' lifts! She's got Lancelot's armor and it looks GOOD! Sheepy: Grif: I like the Queen. Sometimes she wears green. Green is my favorite color. Like apples. Arsé-kun: Kay: I don't know if anyone else notices, but it's goddamn cold out here! Sheepy: Grif: One time the Queen smiled at me. Nobody ever smiles at me. I like the Queen. She's nice. Sheepy: Bedi: That's nice, Grif... Sheepy: Grif: Yes. I like the King too. He liked the gift I gave him. Nobody ever likes the gifts I give them. Arsé-kun: Kay: *mr no manners* I am going inside your home now! Because it's fucking cold! Goodbye! Sheepy: Aru: Oh, right, it is...! Sheepy: Grif:....?! Sheepy: Grif: Kay... Arsé-kun: Kay: It's fuckin' cold! Nope! Sheepy: Grif: If you leave, I'll be cold. You're warm. Arsé-kun: Kay: Then come inside, moron! Sheepy: Grif: Hah. Fine. I have never waited to be invited into a home anyway. Sheepy: Aru: It's a dorm so I don't need to invite you...But we should go in! Arsé-kun: Merlin: But first! *he finally goes over to the other ghost (with the nice suit) on the ground* Do you need a hand down there, butler? Sheepy: *The ghost lets out a weak groan...* Arsé-kun: *Merlin tries to help, but cannot actually hold the ghost. oof.* Sheepy: *The ghost slowly shifts, finally standing... His whole front of his torso is bloodstained...* Sheepy: ?: *sigh* It's going to take forever to get this out... Thanks anyway- ...Merlin? Sheepy: ?: Bedi? Sheepy: Bedi: *he's gone wide-eyed...* ........ Sheepy: ?: Oh? You two have finally come to visit me? I'm so overjoyed my heart might just burst from the excitement! Sheepy: ?: Come, come, Bedi, give me a hug- oh, wait, I'm a ghost, so I guess you can't. Sheepy: ?: Of all the horror monsters I could be, I think a vampire would be more preferable because at least they can go out on adventures, even if it's just at night. I'm bound to this land... *sigh* With Mordred... Sheepy: ?: I suppose that explains how you look even more youthful than when I died... You really got the better side of the genes... Anyway, I'm trapped here, so I've read everyone's textbooks and homework more often than I can count. Cain makes me do his homework for him sometimes... What am I, a butler? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Last I checked, yes! Yes, you were! Now get that cleaned up, you look like you should be a vampire with your shirt stained like that. Sheepy: ?: Give me a minute. *he disappears briefly before reappearing without any stains* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Impressive! Sheepy: ?: Yes, of course! I spend so much time cleaning, I should be that fast. ...Am I right? He’s a vampire? They’re basically incubi, right? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Close. But if I was a regular vampire? There'd be a lot more biting around here >:3c Sheepy: ?: What? Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... What? Most modern vampires are known for biting and bloodsucking. Is that news to you? Sheepy: ?: I meant Bedi, not you. You’re just weird. Arsé-kun: Merlin: He's not a vampire either. My point would still stand! Sheepy: ?: I watch TV occasionally... ...Uh, then how is he... Nevermind, maybe he’s like Benjamin Button! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Wizard nonsense. Keep it at that. Sheepy: ?: Uhuh. Alright. Isn’t that a wizard crime? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Who's gonna tell the Merlins no? That's right, nobody. Sheepy: ?: Huh. Sheepy: ?: Well, you do you. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'd rather do him instead. >:3ccccc Sheepy: ?: ... Sheepy: ?: He’s got standards... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Are you sure? Are you really sure? Sheepy: ?: ...Oh, don’t tell me. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Okay, I won't! Sheepy: ?: ...Aren’t you a joker! Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'm doing my best, Lucan, sir! Sheepy: Lucan: No, there’s absolutely no way he’s in a relationship with scum like you...!!! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Hey, I'm better than Myrrdin! Sheepy: Lucan: Eh? Really? Sheepy: Lucan: He’s more trashy than you? Arsé-kun: Merlin: He literally got cursed to have a cardiac arrest if he found a woman hot because he scorned a hot woman. How do you think he did? Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... He still has them at least once a week. Arsé-kun: Merlin: He almost never goes out. Does that answer you? Sheepy: Lucan: Ouch...... Arsé-kun: Merlin: C'mon, lets go catch up with everybody else so we can tell you what's been going on. Arty'd probably like to see you. Arsé-kun: *Merlin offers Lucan a hand to lead him in (he's being polite), realizes the problem, and stops to think before taking Bedi's hand and offering it instead. Take the Airgetlam.* Sheepy: Lucan: ? That’s not going to work, is it? Arsé-kun: Merlin: You never know! Sheepy: Lucan: *he attempts it* Sheepy: Lucan:....Hm? It's working. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Sometimes I'm right! All right, off with you lot! Sheepy: Lucan: What, go off where? Sheepy: Bedi: Um...Where are you going, then...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I wasn't going far. I just wanted to call up Meril! Sheepy: Bedi: Really? I see... Well, have fun then. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'll try to! Sheepy: Grif: I see. So this is a dorm. Sheepy: Grif: If I were a student, I would live here with a roommate. Kay, you can be my roommate. Arsé-kun: Kay: Fuck, sure, I guess!! Sheepy: Grif: Good. It's decided. Sheepy: Grif: We're roommates now. Sheepy: *From outside, there's a screechy HEWWOOOO!!! sound... Like a peacock!* Sheepy: Grif: Oh, Elyan seems like he's frustrated at his lack of attention. Sheepy: Grif: He can be our third roommate unless you had someone else in mind, Kay. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Can we talk about more important things? Like us all being here, and what this runt with the Excalibur can do. Is that why we're here, Grif? Sheepy: Grif: She pulled the Excalibur. Sheepy: Grif: Do you expect to fight her? Sheepy: Grif: Do you want to fight, child? Sheepy: Aru: You're Sir Griflet, who's notorious for your vicious behavior... No, I'll pass. Arsé-kun: Kay: I mean inside, you moron. I swear, you've just got some apple seeds and rocks rattling around in your skull. Arsé-kun: Kay: Don't correct me. Arsé-kun: Kay: I called you brainless. Sheepy: Grif:....! Arsé-kun: Kay: You can kick my ass outside. Sheepy: Grif: I'll TEAR YOU TO SHREDS! Sheepy: Aru: No fighting. Arsé-kun: Kay: The princess has spoken. Sit your ass down, Grif, sucks to be you. Sheepy: Grif:!!! Sheepy: Grif: You're just too critical. Arsé-kun: Kay: That's new? Sheepy: Grif: No! Arsé-kun: Kay: Then stop complaining! Sheepy: Grif: Fine! Arsé-kun: Fou: *pulling at Kay's pants leg* Fou! Arsé-kun: *This scares Kay greatly, and with a "HELL NO!", more or less leaps into Grif's arms to get away from Fou. At least Fou thinks it's funny* Sheepy: Grif: Hm. Sheepy: Grif: It's Fou. Arsé-kun: Kay: I KNOW that! Get that beast out of here! Sheepy: Grif: Are you hungry, Fou? Sheepy: Grif: You can't eat Kay but I'll feed you later. Arsé-kun: Fou: Fou! Fou fou! Sheepy: Grif: Hm. I see. Sheepy: Grif: Kay is scared of small animals, so I'll give you pets later. Arsé-kun: Kay: I-I am not! He looks small now, but just you wait..! Sheepy: Grif: ...? Sheepy: Grif: So Fou is a kitten? Arsé-kun: Kay: That's the goddamn Cath Palug and this is the stupid shit you ask?? This is, like you say, a bonus boss waiting to happen! Sheepy: Grif: Kay... Sheepy: Grif: I'm perfectly willing to fight defenseless old ladies but I would never beat up a baby. Arsé-kun: Kay: This thing has been around for over a thousand years! Sheepy: Grif: What an old baby... Arsé-kun: *Fou starts chewing on Grif's pants. Hungery* Sheepy: Grif: Hm... I do have food, but... Arsé-kun: *Fou keeps staring at him* Sheepy: Grif: I only have two hands. Sheepy: Grif: My siblings are lucky in some respects... Sheepy: Grif: For example, one of my brothers has eyes on his legs in case he needs to see with his legs rather than his face. Sheepy: Cain: What, kitty, you want cat food? The burnt brown pellets cats like to eat? Man, being a cat must stink... You shove your butt on everything all day only to get rewarded for being stinky with something that can barely be called food. Arsé-kun: Fou: Frrrou! Sheepy: Cain: Here, I'll show you where it is. Cait Sith......Sith Lord, whatever, he probably won't care that you're eating his food, considering how much he eyes mine... Sheepy: Grif: You feed the King of the Cats cat food... Sheepy: Cain: Here, follow me, kitty. Sheepy: *Cain leads Fou to the cat food.* Arsé-kun: Fou: *sniff, sniff* Sheepy: *it's cat food!* Arsé-kun: *A slow bite. cronch. cronch cronch* Sheepy: Cain: Do you like it?....Haha, it's not like you can understand a word of what I'm saying anyway. Arsé-kun: Fou: Frou fou gao! Sheepy: Cain: Yeah, is that so? Arsé-kun: Fou: Fou fou! Foummnmn *chew chew cronch cronch nom* Sheepy: Cain: Oh, good, you do! ...I gotta wonder why. Arsé-kun: Kay: ---I mean it. Shut up for a minute, Grif. What are we doing in the order of business? Sheepy: Aru: I don’t know. I don’t know why I have this sword, nor its significance, considering we elect officials now... Sheepy: Grif: Maybe Merlin will decide that he’s bored and want to teach you. Arsé-kun: Kay: God have mercy on our souls if that's the outcome. Sheepy: Grif: Well, using a sword isn’t common in present day. Arsé-kun: Kay: But it's MERLIN. Sheepy: Grif: Merlin can teach well, probably. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Did you know stingrays have skeletons? I think that's neat. Sheepy: Aru: Really? Arsé-kun: Kay: It's not spinless like Lancelot? Incredible. Sheepy: Aru: Sir Lancelot is spineless? Sheepy: Grif: Incredible... What a talented man... he fights so skillfully while missing bones...!!! Sheepy: Grif: I must strive harder to be like him... Arsé-kun: Kay: Not literally, Grif. Sheepy: Grif: Hmm... I don’t understand. Sheepy: Aru: Merlin, what do you think the right course of action is from here? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Hmmm... Sheepy: Aru: I don't have any experience with a sword past playfighting with Cain with wooden swords... and since we were little, we had no clue what we were doing. Sheepy: Aru: But we don't know if I need to fight. Sheepy: Aru: I'd rather not. I don't like violence. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ..... I've got nothing but the vision of Grif being hit with a chair. Sheepy: Grif: Chair? Sheepy: Grif: I must ready myself... Sheepy: Aru: That doesn't help, unfortunately... Sheepy: Grif: Get ready for combat, Awoo. Sheepy: Aru: It, it's Aru... Sheepy: Aru: And you can't fight in here...! Sheepy: Grif: Worry not. I am capable of fighting in even the smallest of areas. Sheepy: Grif: Walls can be a weapon if used properly. Arsé-kun: Merlin: It's not happening NOW, Griflet, don't worry so much about it. Sheepy: Grif: I see... Sheepy: Grif: Later, then. Sheepy: Aru: Maybe, umm... Maybe Arthur is supposed to have it? But he's a ghost... Arsé-kun: Kay: This makes no sense at all. Sheepy: Aru: I'm not sure either... Sheepy: Aru: Maybe it's just broken. Sheepy: Aru: The evil slug in the news died so that shouldn't be a concern. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Can it break..? Sheepy: Aru: Can it? Sheepy: Grif: Its durability is N/A. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Good to know, thank you. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Either way, you've got both it and our King, so at least some of us will have to prioritize making sure you don't get into anything messy. Sheepy: Aru: Yes, that makes sense. Sheepy: Aru: Whom? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Uhhhhh. Arsé-kun: Merlin: .... The only free ones are, uh, *he gestures towards Griflet* Sheepy: Aru: Oh, um... Sheepy: Aru: Sir Kay is busy, Sir Bedivere is busy...Really, everyone is busy but...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Well, no, *he gestures to Kay* but splitting at a time like this is... Questionable? Sheepy: Aru: Oh, I see... Arsé-kun: Merlin: But the King's here, so it shouldn't be too awful? Sheepy: Aru: I hope so... Sheepy: Grif: But.... Sheepy: Grif: I may have free time, but my time isn't free. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Didn't expect you to stop questing. But our bar can't hold extra guests for all that long, you get it? Sheepy: Grif: But where will Kay go? Sheepy: Grif: He's an extra guest, isn't he? Arsé-kun: Merlin: With.... You? Sheepy: Grif: I have no home either... Arsé-kun: Merlin: .... Arsé-kun: *A notification pops up for Grif.* Sheepy: *Grif looks at it* Arsé-kun: Yog: "This will be your primary base of operations. Would you like to take a tour? y/n" Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: However. Sheepy: Grif: I am no student... Sheepy: Grif: How will I be able to stay here? Arsé-kun: Yog: *peering out of his bag via Purson orb* The spirits are not students either. Exceptions can be made. Sheepy: Grif:......But what about payment? Arsé-kun: Yog: You will get fed and somewhere to sleep. Sheepy: Grif: I see. How much is it? Sheepy: Grif:....Ah, no, I understand... Sheepy: Grif: I have left the tutorial area. Sheepy: Grif: No longer do I get free healing at my base. Arsé-kun: Yog: The Bar will continue healing, but you may need to pay in the future. You will heal at an enhanced rate in the Dorms, but not to the same level. Sheepy: Grif: Pay.... Sheepy: Grif: *he looks to Merlin* Arsé-kun: Merlin: We'll take money or emotional stories in exchange for things, but the healing will remain free. Sheepy: Grif:.... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Anything interesting or you were invested in. Quests? Sure. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Watching Elyan do dumb bird things? Absolutely! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Gushing about your wife for three hours? Yes please. Sheepy: Grif: Interesting...Invested... Sheepy: Grif: Wife... Sheepy: Grif: I love my wife. She's so pretty and sweet...She sent her men to capture me and then her men tried to kill me in my sleep.... Sheepy: Grif: ...... Sheepy: Grif:............. Arsé-kun: Merlin: *FREE FOOD!* Sheepy: Grif: I miss my wife... Sheepy: Grif: My wife would hate me if she found out that I didn't die and I simply left... but I can't go back... I miss her... Arsé-kun: Merlin: We'll figure something out, don't worry! Sheepy: Grif: Hmm. Sheepy: Grif: Fine. Arsé-kun: Medraut: --Aru, look at this tiny cat!! It's so small! *he's holding Fou along with his own cat, Sith Lord. Sith Lord is a fucking unit and not the cat in question* Sheepy: Aru: That’s Fou! He came with the guests. Sheepy: Aru: There’s a peacock outside, too. Arsé-kun: Medraut: Better not let Sith Lord near it, then.. Sheepy: Aru: I don’t think it’s too much of a concern. Sheepy: Aru; It turns out that peacocks are really big... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Useless fact! Did you know peacocks hate snakes and will fight them on sight? Arsé-kun: Kay: So if we ever see Aggy again, don't let Elyan see him, got it. Sheepy: Grif: Elyan might dislike Dad... Sheepy: Grif: He's like a snake with legs and wings. Arsé-kun: Kay: People are snakes except without any of that. Sheepy: Grif: No. Sheepy: Grif: He's probably hibernating right now. Sheepy: Grif: He sleeps in a cave. Sheepy: Grif:...Hm,your cat. Arsé-kun: Sith: miow. Sheepy: Grif: It's Cait Sith. Sheepy: Grif: It's cute and cuddly looking, too... Arsé-kun: Sith: meow. Sheepy: Grif: You're exactly as Sir Percival described you... Arsé-kun: Sith: meoh naow Sheepy: *Elyan's watching very closely from behind Grif.* Sheepy: Grif: Can I pet you? Arsé-kun: Sith: *he jumps down from Medr's arms and Loudly thuds on the floor before fattly wobbling to Grif. Pet him, peasant* Sheepy: *Grif starts petting Sith!* Arsé-kun: Sith: woah Arsé-kun: Sith: Moaaah. Sheepy: Grif: You're so cute... Yes, I can see why you're King of the Cats... Arsé-kun: *Distant sound of Arthur trying not to laugh at the King Cat's mighty decrees. The fact that anyone can hear him means he has once again failed this quest.* Sheepy: Grif: Just don't eat Elyan, okay? He isn't made of meat. It won't help you unless you're thirsty. Arsé-kun: *Cait Sith Lord looks at Elyan with intent* Sheepy: Elyan: !!! Sheepy: Elyan: *honk* Sheepy: *Grif continues petting Sith* Arsé-kun: *Sith honks back at Elyan. HJÖNK* Sheepy: Grif: You're lucky Sir Percival isn't here, but don't worry, I won't rat you out. You're too cute. *pet pet* Sheepy: Elyan:!! Arsé-kun: Kay: Get that bitch running laps! That cat's fatter than Gawain's potato supply! Arsé-kun: Sith: *annoyed* MOW Sheepy: Grif: You're so mean to him. Isn't he cute? Arsé-kun: *arthur laughing again in another room. every fucking time this cat makes a noise. every fuckin* Arsé-kun: Kay: He's huge. He could step on me and immediately break my ability to have kids. Sheepy: Grif: Yes, which means you have more to pet. Sheepy: Elyan: *he's taken refuge hiding behind Kay* Sheepy: Grif: And not being able to have kids... That's just a risk you have to take. Arsé-kun: Merlin: You mean h- Arsé-kun: Kay: Shut UP, Dick Wizard! Arsé-kun: Sith: prraowww. *looks towards a wall while arthur un-dies of laughter* Arrrreow! Yeow! Sheepy: Grif:? Sheepy: Grif: I need better Animal Speech levels.. Arsé-kun: Sith: Arreowrr! Sheepy: Grif: Is something bothering you? Or do you want something? Or are you just feeling chatty? Arsé-kun: Fou: Fou fou, fou-fou fou, fou. Sheepy: Grif:..... Sheepy: Grif: Do you want pets too, Fou? I can pet both of you. Arsé-kun: Fou: fou fool. Sheepy: Grif: Hmm...Hmmm... Sheepy: Grif: I need to learn better Animal Speech... Arsé-kun: Sith: Arr. Thowr. Meaow. Sheepy: Grif: I want to be able to understand Cait Sith and Fou... For example, what if they want to play but I can't understand what toy? Or a treat but I can't understand what food? Or a walk but I can't understand what route? I need better understanding... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Fou called you a fool the last time if that helps. Sheepy: Grif: I see. Sheepy: Grif: That's fine. He's smart. Arsé-kun: *Sith "menacingly" flaps his tiny vestigial faerie wings at Arthur when he finally enters after recovering from a laughing fit. Sith can't arch his back, he's too fat.* Sheepy: Grif: Ah...! *he's figuratively melting* His little wings... He's so cute...! Arsé-kun: Merlin: *he has detected a POWER SPOT-- i mean, a food supply. He decides to stand next to Grif and observe Sith. Real close. just fuckin up in his grill.* Sheepy: Grif: You can't even fly with them...! I believe in you, one day you'll be able to! Arsé-kun: Arthur: He's gotten fatter. I can't believe this. Sheepy: Grif: They must feed him very well here! Arsé-kun: Medraut: He figured out how to operate the auto-feeder. None of us are safe. Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm... I see. What treats does he like? Arsé-kun: Medr: All of them. Sheepy: Grif: I see. I'll keep that in mind. Sheepy: Grif: *he pets Cait Sith* You figured out how to operate machinery? So talented... Sheepy: Grif: When I learn better Animal Speech, I'll learn your likes and dislikes. I can't throw my mats around willy nilly to learn what treats you like and dislike... If you like them, we get more bond points. It's important to pay attention to such things. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Cait Sith doesn't care about that. He cares about eating your food. Sheepy: Grif: My food...Hm, if he asked for it, I suppose I couldn't say no... Sheepy: Grif: Unless it's apple related... Arsé-kun: Sith: *staring* Sheepy: Grif: He is the King of the Cats, after all. Sheepy: Grif:....? Do you want food? Arsé-kun: Sith: Feed. Sheepy: *Grif pulls out a steak dinner and puts it in front of Sith* Arsé-kun: Sith: Arsé-kun: Sith: Arsé-kun: Sith: Sir Knight, I love you. Sheepy: Grif: Ah...! You do? Really? Arsé-kun: *Grif's bond with Cait Sith jumps from 0 to 5. Immediately. All bonuses received.* Sheepy: Grif:!!! Sheepy: Grif: Ah...The King of the Cats likes me... Sheepy: Grif: Kay, isn't he really cute? Arsé-kun: Kay: He's as cute as a doorstopper. Sheepy: Grif: Doorstopper? Sheepy: Grif: I don't think he'd like being used to stop doors... Arsé-kun: Sith: Doorstoppers are... Food. Sheepy: Grif: ? Are they? I'm not sure. Arsé-kun: Medr: No, that's a jawbreaker! Doorstoppers are wood! Sheepy: Grif: Have you eaten a dooestopper before? Arsé-kun: Sith: Meow. Sheepy: Grif: Eating wood doesn't seem appetizing. Sheepy: Grif: What toys do you like? Arsé-kun: Sith: Feathr Sheepy: Grif: Like Elyan's... Sheepy: Grif: I have a few stray ones. Sheepy: Grif: *he pulls out one of Elyan's stray feathers from his inventory* Arsé-kun: *Sith grabs for it immediately. gib* Sheepy: *Grif shifts it* Arsé-kun: Sith: mao! *swat* Sheepy: Grif: *he shifts it again* Arsé-kun: *Sith swats his hand* Sheepy: Grif: ? Sheepy: Grif: No, that's not a feather. Sheepy: Grif: That's my hand. Sheepy: Grif: Ah, I suppose there's one issue in us staying here. Sheepy: Grif: Cait Sith is a cat. Elyan is a bird. They'll have to learn to co exist. Arsé-kun: Kay: If I can deal with you, they can do it fine. Sheepy: Grif: But we aren't naturally predator and prey. Arsé-kun: Kay: You sure?? Sure seemed like it when you hunted me down! Sheepy: Grif: Ah, but I was just going to slaughter you. Arsé-kun: Kay: THAT DOES NOT HELP Sheepy: Elyan: *staaaaare* Sheepy: Grif: Elyan can shapeshift. Maybe he should choose a different form for the time being. Arsé-kun: Merlin: And maybe we shouldn't teach swords in here. We don't need to break things we can't afford to fix.. Arsé-kun: *Sith occasionally meows at Elyan* Sheepy: Elyan: *honk* .......... *generic cat food commercial meow* Sheepy: *Elyan's begun to melt into a puddle. ah* Sheepy: *...a fluffy "cat" comes from said puddle.* Arsé-kun: Sith: *looking at him* No. No. None of this is right. Stop. Sheepy: Elyan: *meowww-- honk* Sheepy: Grif: Hm. I see. You two look alike. Sheepy: Grif: Yes, yes. Two ears. Four- six legs. Tail. Ah, back to four. Sheepy: *Elyan bobs over to Sith, much like a peacock, and blankly stares back with his pupilless eyes...* Sheepy: Elyan:............. Arsé-kun: Sith: [You're still a bird. You're a bird with some cat ideas. It's so bad.] Sheepy: Elyan: [I'm a cat like you now, so you can't eat me nor tell me what to do.] Arsé-kun: Sith: [I am king of the cats. You fool.] Sheepy: Elyan: ....? Sheepy: Elyan: [It was literal...cats have kings...] Arsé-kun: Sith: [Now sit down, you watery pheasant, and make yourself correct.] Sheepy: Elyan: *he hesitantly sits... as a bird would* [Correct? What's wrong?] Sheepy: Elyan: [I copied Fou and you. Everything should be correct.] Arsé-kun: Sith: [Neither of us have that many eyes.] Sheepy: Elyan: .... Arsé-kun: *This does not stop Medraut from coming to pet can number three. fucks 0. cat* Sheepy: Elyan: *meow- honk* Sheepy: Elyan: ? [So I'm enough like a cat to fit in.] Sheepy: Elyan: [These aren't real eyes, they're markings.] Sheepy: Elyan: [What are the main traits of a cat...Eh...] Sheepy: Elyan:....[Socks.] Arsé-kun: Sith: [Cait Sith Lord! Get it right!!] Arsé-kun: Kay: Hey Grif, you ever heard that bird make so much noise before? I think they get along fine. Sheepy: Grif: They're bonding. Arsé-kun: Sith: --- [And I will turn you into litter, so get it right!] Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah, I guess. Sheepy: Elyan: [Litter? What's that?] Sheepy: Elyan: [Do you eat that?] Sheepy: Elyan: [I'm no food.] Arsé-kun: Fou: [They take shits in it.] Sheepy: Elyan: [Like a toilet? I'm not toilet water.] Arsé-kun: Fou: [That can be changed.] Sheepy: Elyan: *blank stare* Arsé-kun: Fou: *stares back* [I have never needed to take a poo in my life. I am beyond such filth. But I can still arrange it.] Sheepy: Elyan: [So cats don't poop.] Arsé-kun: Sith: [Oh, we poop. Cath Palug isn't a normal cat.] Sheepy: Elyan: [You're a normal cat? Really... I've never seen a cat like you before.] Arsé-kun: Sith: [Just because I'm]... ... [Very large and in charge, does not mean I am not normal mostly otherwise!] Sheepy: Elyan: [Ah, so being so round is normal for cats. You're the roundest cat I've ever seen, so I assumed it was unique to you...] Arsé-kun: Fou: [Are you stupid or dumb? Cats can be however cats want. Have you never seen a cat? Are you blind or really fucking stupid?] Sheepy: Elyan: [My only life outside of the water is with Sir Griflet.] Arsé-kun: Fou: [Has he never seen a fucking cat??] Sheepy: Elyan: [They usually have six legs, giant teeth and claws, wings, or other features I don't see on you nor Socks.] Arsé-kun: Sith: .... Arsé-kun: Fou: ........ [An Earth cat, you tremendous cock.] Arsé-kun: Merlin: This just in, Fou called Elyan a tremendous cock. I wish I was kidding. I also wish I had context. Sheepy: Elyan: [I have seen a few... But Socks is one of the few I've seen.] Sheepy: Grif: But he's a cat now. Arsé-kun: Merlin: It was an insult. Sheepy: Grif: Ah...Poor Elyan. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... *thonkang* Sheepy: Elyan: [I chose to ignore most of his features and instead implement ones I've seen in similar animals to go for an aquatic oriented build.] Sheepy: Elyan: *he lifts up a paw* [Water cat. You're the king of the cats so you should know of it, Socks.] Arsé-kun: Sith: [... Otter. The word you want is otter, and they are not cats.] Sheepy: Elyan: [Otter... They're closely related. Right?] Arsé-kun: Sith: [No.] Sheepy: Elyan: [But they're fuzzy and have four legs. Anything like that is related to a cat.] Arsé-kun: Sith: [... Are you suggesting rats are related?] Sheepy: Elyan: [Small cats...] Arsé-kun: Fou: [You are not smart. Stop speaking. I want to injure my hearing.] Sheepy: Elyan: [You rule over many animals. Cats. Rats. Otters. Is it hard?] Arsé-kun: Sith: [Just cats. And no.] Sheepy: Elyan: [How isn't it hard? There's so many cats in the world.] Sheepy: Elyan: [I saw one once. It was big. It grabbed my fish. I wanted to pet it. But it was frightened by me.] Arsé-kun: Sith: .... Arsé-kun: Sith: Must I live with this bird? Must we truly? Sheepy: Grif: Now he's a cat. Sheepy: Elyan: [Do you dislike me? You seem nice, so I like you, Socks. I haven't talked to a cat before.] Sheepy: Elyan: [I did my best to look like a cat. And this human thinks I'm a cat so it should be close. Now as you go about your daily life, I can imitate many of the things you do outside of your royal duties and learn from you.] Sheepy: Elyan: [You can also tell me about how cats are supposed to act so I can try to imitate it.] Arsé-kun: Sith: .... [Fine. I will recommend you ask Medraut to show you "regular" cats for a better idea.] Sheepy: Elyan: [Medraut knows how cats act better than you do? You should know more about cats as their king.] Arsé-kun: Sith: [No, it is simply easier.] Sheepy: Elyan: [Both. Videos will show me how they act but not why. You can tell me why.] Arsé-kun: Sith: [It will be considered.] Sheepy: Elyan: [Cats must have very busy schedules if it's just a consideration...] Sheepy: Elyan: [I saw a cat once that ate grass. It had big teeth and it was huge. It swam a lot.] Sheepy: Elyan: [It had a large kill count.] Arsé-kun: Sith: [Not every animal is a cat] Sheepy: Elyan: [Define a cat.] Sheepy: Elyan: [Your features are: Two ears, fur, four legs, a tail, not a dog.] Sheepy: Elyan: [Not a horse. Not a cow.] Sheepy: Elyan: [You are the model cat, so anything like you is a cat.] Sheepy: Elyan: [Some cats aren't like you, too. So anything that isn't one of the other three groups of furred animals is a cat.] Arsé-kun: Fou: [This is a fucking sitcom. Socks, the snarky cat that just wants to do pet things, and Elyan, the] *makes a noise of Some Kind* [who suddenly appears and tries to befriend him despite being a moron that drags him around. Cats, coming this summer, oh my fucking.] Sheepy: Elyan: [Ah, that's the situation? So like Sir Kay with Sir Griflet. We'll become great friends then, Socks. I can even bring you on adventures.] Sheepy: Elyan: [I saw a horse on the last one.] Arsé-kun: Sith: [I regret my decision to enter this room.] Sheepy: Elyan: [Why?] Arsé-kun: Sith: [I'm a king. Not an adventurer.] Sheepy: Elyan: [King Arthur was a great king and he did both. The more you see of the world, the better you'll be able to rule.] Arsé-kun: *Sith has no comeback* Sheepy: Elyan: [So, will you come with me on my next adventure?] Arsé-kun: Sith: [I will think about it.] Sheepy: Elyan: [Good.] Arsé-kun: Fou: *he looks up to Myrrdin* Fou! Fou fou fou foufou fou? Fou hungfou Sheepy: Myrrdin: Oh, you want to go home, Fou? Arsé-kun: Fou: Fou. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Right, let's go home then. Well, you kids have fun. Don't bully everyone too much, Sith. Arsé-kun: Sith: meow. Sheepy: Elyan: *meow* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh, that's probably a good idea. Meril might get annoyed if we leave him alone on duty. Sheepy: *Myrrdin gets going!* Arsé-kun: Merlin: What a jerk! Bedi, we gotta go catch up with Myrrdin! We can come back tomorrow. Sheepy: Bedi: Yes, good idea. We should. Sheepy: *Bedi heads out with Merlin* Sheepy: Meril: Oh, you're back. Arsé-kun: Merlin: We're back!!! Sheepy: Meril: I was mostly bored without you here so I slept almost the whole time. Arsé-kun: Merlin: It's too bad you can't come out with us tomorrow!! Sheepy: Meril: You're taunting me... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yes, but also no. But you remember my call, yeah? Sheepy: Meril: The King is back. Arsé-kun: Merlin: In a way. We're not quite up to the rest yet. Sheepy: Meril: Rest? Sheepy: Meril: Oh, that he has no body. Right? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yep. I know I saw him have it, so why doesn't he now..? Sheepy: Meril: And the girl with the sword. Sheepy: Meril: Maybe you need to dig it up still? Sheepy: Meril:...That's a joke. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Sheepy: Meril: What? Arsé-kun: Merlin: That better not be it. Digging it out of a lake? In public? Covering something like that up would be hell. Sheepy: Meril: True. Sheepy: Meril: Who would do it without embarrassment? Sheepy: Meril: That way, it'd look filmed. Sheepy: Meril: Set it up like you're filming a movie and no one would care. Arsé-kun: Merlin: It's underwater. Sheepy: Meril: Ummm... Sheepy: Meril: Good luck! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Thanks a million. Sheepy: Meril: I don't know. Sheepy: Meril: Drain the lake? Sheepy: Meril: Illusion magic? Sheepy: Meril: You’ve got two wizards and a knight. Anything’s possible. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I don't want to go near the lake. Arsé-kun: Merlin: You don't wanna go near any lake, but yeah that's fair. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I don't want to even go outside. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Neet Sheepy: Myrrdin: Yeah, I sure am neat! Sheepy: Meril: A NEET is someone with no role in the outside world. Sheepy: Meril: They rarely ever enter it... Sheepy: Meril: And yet, a NEET chooses that lifestyle. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Hey, I'm a people person. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I just like working alone in my room so I'm not interfered with. Arsé-kun: Merlin: You complain then too! Sheepy: Myrrdin: Hey...! It's boring being alone! Sheepy: Myrrdin: What else can I do? Sheepy: Myrrdin: You at least get someone to talk to when you work. Arsé-kun: Merlin: You can just ask! Sheepy: Myrrdin: Sure... Sheepy: Myrrdin: I want someone to talk to but I don't want to be distracted. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Man... I thought getting a hot girlfriend would totally fix all my problems, but instead it turns out that I had to actually go out with her on dates...I thought I just had to agree to them and then she'd decide to stop here... Arsé-kun: Merlin: And that's why we're in this situation! !! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Thanks and good night! Th-th-that's all, folks! Sheepy: Myrrdin: As if you know any better about girls. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Or guys. Or anyone. Sheepy: Myrrdin: None of us are any good at dating! Arsé-kun: Merlin: .... You might be right, but I'm still doing better than you! Sheepy: Myrrdin: Ouch! Sheepy: Myrrdin: That hurts! Arsé-kun: *Merlin T-poses to inflict dominance* Sheepy: *Myrrdin t-poses back* Arsé-kun: Fou: [what.] Sheepy: Meril: What are you doing? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Proving my dominance Sheepy: Meril: ...?? Arsé-kun: Fou: Fou fou fuu? Sheepy: Bedi: I don't know either, Fou... Sheepy: Myrrdin: *still t-posing* Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... *wisely decides to not comment on this. Not His Business.* Sheepy: Meril: What did you want to drink? Arsé-kun: *Arséne tells him, turning away from the T-posing wizards. boys will be boys* Sheepy: *Meril starts preparing it* Sheepy: Meril: So, anything going on with you? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Not too much, thankfully. But Sir Griflet came by and asked to keep an eye on missing corpses, so now I'm... A bit worried? Arsé-kun: Arséne: You know, somehow? That doesn't help. Sheepy: Meril: Well, our King is a ghost now, but he needs a body and due to where it is, his shouldn't have decayed. Arsé-kun: Arséne: .... Interesting. May I ask where? Sheepy: Meril: The lake near Glastonbury Tor. I suppose it was a hill at one point... Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... It was, wasn't it? Sheepy: Meril: Sir Bedivere buried the King there. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Where? *he leans forward a bit* I may be able to lend a small amount of assistance. Sheepy: Meril: The body is now at the bottom of the lake, which Merlin could deal with if he had a way of distracting everyone's attention away from the lake. Arsé-kun: Arséne: He isn't the distraction? *he's joking* Sheepy: Meril: He could serve as one if we had someone else who could remove the body. Arsé-kun: Arséne: But it being in the lake is the issue... Sheepy: Meril: Yes. Sheepy: Meril: Myrrdin has the fear of lakes so he tends to avoid them. Sheepy: Meril: Airgetlam, meanwhile, weighs too much fir Sir Bedivere to swim well... Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he smirks slightly* I'll scope it out during the daytime. I may be able to do a bit more than I initially thought. Sheepy: Meril: Really? You will? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I will. Sheepy: Meril: Great! Sheepy: *Meril gives Arsene his drink* Arsé-kun: Arséne: Hm, hm. What kind of story are you in the mood for? Sheepy: Meril: Anything's fine. Sheepy: *The door opens. Grif comes in* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oy, what are you back for? Sheepy: Grif: You. Come here. You're my wingman now. Arsé-kun: Merlin: *he looks delighted* Oh? Oh?? Who's the lucky stud or dame?? Sheepy: Grif: Kay. Arsé-kun: Merlin: :O Sheepy: Myrrdin: Hey, how come I don't get to be a wingman? Sheepy: Grif: He laughs in my face every time. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Because you're a stinky herb wizard and because I'm cuter than you. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Hey! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Hay is for horses!! Sheepy: Grif: Horses.. Sheepy: Grif:....... Sheepy: Grif: I like horses... Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he sighs and looks over to Griflet* You'll want his full attention before you do anything. Sheepy: Grif: Hmm... Sheepy: Grif: How do I do that? Arsé-kun: Arséne: What does he like? Sheepy: Grif: Booze. Arsé-kun: Arséne: There's your answer. Bring him some from here, tell him he can have it if he listens to you. Sheepy: Grif: A bribe... Sheepy: Grif: I see...So you do bribe people to like you after all... Arsé-kun: Arséne: Not for liking. For the attention you need to tell them. Sheepy: Grif: Uhhh... Okay. Arsé-kun: Merlin: If he's listening, you can say words and he'll hear them! He's not deaf! Sheepy: Grif: I see. Sheepy: Grif: I understand. Sheepy: Grif: So bribe him for his attention and then talk to him. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Then you tell him as simply as possible. If he doesn't get that, good luck. Sheepy: Grif: Simply... Sheepy: Grif: But words are not my strong suit... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh, then, like this. Hey, Bedi! Sheepy: Bedi: *He looks up from cleaning* Yes? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Love you! <3 *hand heart* :) Sheepy: Bedi: Oh...! Love you too! Sheepy: Grif:....? Sheepy: *Grif hesitantly copies the hand heart* Sheepy: Grif: Secret magical symbol... Arsé-kun: *Merlin has distracted himself and goes over to Bedi. <3* Sheepy: Grif: Can I handle its power...? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Most likely. It's not like it'll shoot lasers or summon something wild. Sheepy: Grif: Then what does it do? Arsé-kun: Arséne: It's just a modern sign of affection. Sheepy: Grif: I see. Sheepy: Grif: What do I need to do for the [KEY ITEM]? Sheepy: Meril: I don't know what he likes... Sheepy: Grif: Booze. Sheepy: Meril:........ Sheepy: Meril: Um... Sheepy: Meril: There are many kinds. Sheepy: Grif: Whatever type he likes. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... Not very helpful, is he? Sheepy: Meril: He never really is... Sheepy: Grif: I have little knowledge on such things. Sheepy: Grif: I only have alcohol at parties. Sheepy: Grif: He drinks a lot, so something that someone with lots of experience would like. Arsé-kun: Arséne: So he'd like to be absolutely obliterated? Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Get him one of whatever the prosecutor had. *he gestures back to Barok, who is #dead in his booth. Arséne isn't jealous.* Sheepy: Meril: *he grabs a bottle and gives it to Grif* Sheepy: Grif: I see. This requires payment, I assume. Sheepy: *Grif pockets it before pulling out a shiny necklace* Sheepy: Grif: The Costly Necklace of Riches. It is useless in every way except for selling. I find them occasionally. Sheepy: Meril: Um...This isn't... Sheepy: Meril:...thanks. *he hesitantly accepts it, clearly not happy with it* Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Arsé-kun: Arséne: (◕ヮ◕) *HE IS LOOKING AT IT* Sheepy: Meril:...? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I will unhesitatingly give you a second story for that. Sheepy: Meril:...! Oh! Really? That sounds great! Arsé-kun: *Grif's point has been proven. It is good for selling* Sheepy: Grif: Now then. I will attempt this. Sheepy: Grif: I will return if it does not work out. Sheepy: *Grif leaves* Sheepy: *Grif returns home...* Sheepy: Grif: --Kay! Arsé-kun: Kay: What? Sheepy: Grif: I got you, uhhhh... Sheepy: *Grif pulls out the bottle* Sheepy: Grif:...Whatever this is. Sheepy: Grif: yeah Arsé-kun: Kay: Oh-ho! Finally, something good! *he reaches for it* Sheepy: Grif: *he pulls it away* No, no, I'll give it to you if you, uh- if you listen to me. *he's awkwardly shifting* ...Uhh, okay? Sheepy: Grif: That's how it goes...I think. Arsé-kun: Kay: Wh..? *he leans back in his seat, not sure what to make of this* Yeah, sure. I'm all ears? Sheepy: Grif: Uhhh. Uhhhh... Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Is everything okay? *He's starting to get concerned* Sheepy: Grif:...*he's beginning to get flustered* Uh... How do I say it... Sheepy: Grif: *he puts down the bottle and mimics Merlin's hand heart before... putting on a bloodthirsty grin. grif you're already messing it up* I- I- I love- Arsé-kun: *Kay is starting to also get flustered now. What is happening right now?* Arsé-kun: Kay: Are you good? Were you cursed? Did you get a bad status or whatever you call it? Sheepy: Grif: Charm! By you!!! Arsé-kun: Kay: !!!!! Sheepy: Grif: Uh, uh.... Sheepy: Grif: Ahahahaha! Very funny!!! Very much a joke!! Definitely!! Yes!! W-wait, no, no... No, I did this all so you wouldn't laugh in my face again... now I'm gonna ruin it... Sheepy: Grif:....Nevermind!! *he grabs the bottle and shoves it into Kay's hands* H-here, you listened, okay, just forget you heard anything! Ineversaidathing!! *he turns and flees!* Arsé-kun: Kay: H-hey! *he jumps up and reaches out towards Grif with his free hand* Get back here!! Arsé-kun: Kay: ... Oh, for fuck's sake! *he puts the bottle down and gives chase* Sheepy: *Grif, in his panicked state, heads towards the bar... and trips before he can get there* Sheepy: Grif: !!! Arsé-kun: Kay: You didn't even let me respond to you, you oaf. Sheepy: Grif: Okay, go ahead and laugh like you've always done before!! Arsé-kun: Kay: What's that supposed to mean? Why would... *he trails with a look of horror off as he realizes what Grif means* No, no, wait, hold on! That's not fair! Sheepy: Grif: You always have before! Sheepy: Grif: So you will this time... I shouldn't have said anything... Arsé-kun: Kay: I didn't know that's what that was... Sheepy: Grif:...Uh, but it was really clear. Arsé-kun: Kay: ... I'm good at math, not this stuff..! Sheepy: Grif: 'm no better... Sheepy: Grif: Just forget I said anything. Arsé-kun: Kay: Can I puh-leaze say what I wanted to before I lose it? Sheepy: Grif: What? Arsé-kun: Kay: I, um, *it's his turn to be uncomfortable, but for a different reason* Ya, uh, How'd it go.. *the reason of "speaking a language you usually don't"* Arsé-kun: *Kay proceeds to struggle over the next word, "lw’nafh", for a bit. That's a hell of a word to pronounce* Sheepy: Grif:...? Arsé-kun: Kay: .... ot ult... *visible struggling* .... Shit, I should have written down what Elyan said, dammit. Sheepy: Grif:....? Sheepy: Grif: Uh, so do I. But that's because I'm myself in my dreams, so of course I would. Sheepy: Grif:...... Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Ha. Sheepy: Grif:.............! Sheepy: Grif: Gh...! No!!! No!!!!! Sheepy: Grif: I messed up... I didn't mean that...! Arsé-kun: Kay: Give it another shot. Sheepy: Grif: GOOD! You better! Sheepy: Grif: No!!! Arsé-kun: Kay: ..... Okay, one more try before I go brain myself with that bottle. Sheepy: Grif: How do I... Arsé-kun: Kay: Griiiif! Sheepy: Grif: Kay?! Arsé-kun: Kay: I got you this! *he hands Griflet a rock. it's shiny.* Take care of it! Sheepy: Grif: E-eh?! For me?! Sheepy: Grif: I can have this? Arsé-kun: Kay: Just for you. You can hold this, too. *he takes his eyepatch off and gives it over as well* Sheepy: Grif:...! Sheepy: Grif: But, but...you need this...right? Arsé-kun: Kay: Not at all. Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 20 Sheepy: Grif:...? Arsé-kun: *and finally, someone in this goddamn hell of a mess manages to smile genuinely. it's Kay! :)!* Sheepy: Grif: !!! Arsé-kun: Kay: :D ? Sheepy: *Grif tries to smile back, but nerves finally get the better of him and he... breaks down crying. That helps* Arsé-kun: Kay: No, no, don't do that!! C'mon, Grif! Sheepy: Grif: I- I- Uh...! *sob* I messed it up! Arsé-kun: Kay: Like I didn't? Come on, threaten me for screwing up or something..! Sheepy: Grif: But it's all you're going to th-think of when you see me now...! *sob* Sheepy: Grif: I just messed up every step of the way.... *he continues crying... help him* Arsé-kun: Kay: ... ... ....... ....... Arsé-kun: Kay: ... I'm sorry. Sheepy: Grif:....? Wh-what? Arsé-kun: Kay: You did fine. I just never understood... It's my fault. Sheepy: Grif: No! Sheepy: Grif: I'm just bad at this...! Arsé-kun: Kay: We're bad at this! We're a disaster! Sheepy: Grif: Uh...? Arsé-kun: Kay: Together, we make one hell of a mess! Ain't that somethin'! *he bitterly laughs, but it's not funny* Sheepy: Grif: Uh...But... Sheepy: Grif: I asked Merlin for help... Sheepy: Grif:...! I shouldn't've said that... Arsé-kun: Kay: I asked the goose. Shit happens. Sheepy: Grif: Really...? Sheepy: Grif:......... Sheepy: Grif:.....Ahaha....Ahahahahaha! *he... looks surprisingly cheerful! Grif, actually laughing? It's more likely than you'd think.* I guess we both needed help with things like this, huh...! I thought it was just me... Arsé-kun: Kay: I thought it was just me... *he's staring at Grif in awe. Who knew this disaster knight could be so... so... cute???* Sheepy: Grif:...Uh, you've said things to me, too? Sheepy: Grif: Did I not notice...? Arsé-kun: Kay: I tried to! But I guess I wasn't clear enough... Or it got buried under me being an asshole. Sheepy: Grif: Uh...I don't understand humans very well... So I probably just assumed the latter... Arsé-kun: Kay: ... We're a mess. Sheepy: Grif: Yes... Arsé-kun: *distant wizards, one knight and a fou popping bottles in celebration* Sheepy: Grif: I didn't even plan what I'd do if you reciprocated the feelings... Sheepy: Grif:.No, I just didn't plan ahead at all. Arsé-kun: Kay: I never planned on saying it outright at all... I'm with you on this one. Sheepy: Grif: ....Uh, uh. I don't really know what happens from here. Arsé-kun: Kay: Me neither! What's your... ... ... Hey, your dad's okay with this, right? Sheepy: Grif: Uh, I haven't asked. Sheepy: Grif: Was I supposed to? Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Ummmm. Sheepy: Grif: And my other dad is hibernating right now. Sheepy: Grif: I'll ask him. Sheepy: *Grif opens the menu* Arsé-kun: *The menu immediately freezes upon opening and stops working. Menu Unresponsive. Menu has crashed* Sheepy: Grif:.....! No, no, no! H-he- did he ditch me?! *sob* I don't get it...! Arsé-kun: *Kay glares at the menu like it caused this, and slams a fist down on it. To his surprise, this works and several new dialogue boxes pop up!* Sheepy: Grif:...? Arsé-kun: Kay: I didn't know I could hit it... Sheepy: Grif: You can...hit it? Arsé-kun: Kay: I guess??? Sheepy: Grif: So many dialogue boxes... Arsé-kun: *The first box has confetti in it! It says "This scenario has been reviewed and approved by the board of Dad!" in two languages. English, and R'lyehian* Sheepy: Grif:?! Arsé-kun: Kay: Oh, he did allow it! Grif, we're okay!! Sheepy: Grif:!!! Arsé-kun: *Kay tentatively presses the "Okay" button. It works!!!* Arsé-kun: *The next box becomes the active dialog. This one says " Okay, you're being slow on purpose, aren't you? :P". It closes on it's own. The next one is just "????"* Arsé-kun: Yog: *previous message #4* These are going through, yes? I'm not merely speaking into a void? Arsé-kun: Yog: *previous #5* Helloooooo? Hewwo? Is Purson working? Arsé-kun: Yog: *#6* aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa? Arsé-kun: Yog: *7* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA?? Arsé-kun: Yog: *8* UHTW9028QHI3U8H2UOWQ.. *it's just button mash for several lines* Arsé-kun: Yog: *9, the last and biggest dialogue box* OH NO OH NO OH NO OH NO OH NO NO NO NO, NONONONONONONONONONONO, NONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONO, NONO, OH NO, WHAT'S BROKEN?!? WHY IS PURSON NOT WORKING?!? NOW ISN'T THE PLACE FOR THAT, I CAN'T LET MY KIDS THINK I'M AGAINST THIS! I KNEW THIS WAS COMING, DAMMIT, DAMMIT, DAMMIT ALL TO GRANDFATHER'S DARKEST CORNERS! F U C K Arsé-kun: Kay: ... I see the resemblance. Sheepy: Grif:...? Sheepy: Grif: It broke...? How? It can break...? Sheepy: Grif: It’s never broken before. ... Is it a quest? Hmm...hmm.. I have to fix it... Sheepy: Grif: Let’s work hard to fix it. *he’s recovered his composure...* Sheepy: Grif: And then we punch my uncle until it works. Arsé-kun: Kay: We can't just punch it until it works? Why not? *he might be joking. might* Arsé-kun: *The Panic Dialogue box closes on it's own, and up comes a new one* Sheepy: Grif: Hm? Arsé-kun: Yog: Oops, the menu server malfunctioned! Only that first message was intended to be read, but the confetti crashed everything! Oopsie whoopsie! uwu Sheepy: Grif: Hmm..So no punching anyone after all...Unfortunate. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... I don't understand this last part. Sheepy: Grif: I see. It is unnecessary. Sheepy: Grif: Simply, the server broke due to the confetti. Arsé-kun: Kay: Incredible. Sheepy: Grif: It's fine now. Sheepy: Grif: Howver... I did not plan this far, so I do not know what to do from here... Arsé-kun: Kay: Do we go back...? Or do we brag that we did this better than most of the wizards? Sheepy: Grif: I don't know. Sheepy: Grif: I'll follow your lead. Arsé-kun: Kay: Eh... Fuck those wizards. They can eat shit and choke on it. Deal with it when it's not night. Sheepy: Grif: Right. Sheepy: Grif: Makes sense. Sheepy: Grif: We can tell Elyan the news. Arsé-kun: Kay: And then rest up for another day of dealing with things I don't understand. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Arsé-kun: Kay: Exciting. I can't wait to get another headache. Sheepy: Grif: Let's work hard. Arsé-kun: *and so, they turn around and go back to home base.* Sheepy: Grif: We’re back. Sheepy: *Elyan turns his head much further back than a cat should and slowly slides down the wall.* Arsé-kun: *Sith throws a jingly ball at him for his anatomy breaking crimes* Sheepy: *Elyan chases after it... clumsily. He's still not used to this form.* Arsé-kun: *The door closes behind them, nearly hitting their backsides. Spooky!* Sheepy: Grif:! Sheepy: *Grif draws his sword!* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Lower your weapon, Sir Griflet. It was only me. Sheepy: Grif: ....? Sheepy: Grif: You're a door? Arsé-kun: Arthur: I closed it for you. Lucan informed me it is still polite to do so. Sheepy: Grif: I see. Sheepy: Grif: I will keep it open so you can close it from now on. Arsé-kun: Kay: Or maybe don't do that? He won't need to if you do it yourself. Sheepy: Grif: But it's polite for him to close it and I shouldn't take that from him. Arsé-kun: Kay: It's polite to close a door after you use it in GENERAL! Unless someone is going in with you! Were you raised in a barnhouse?? Sheepy: Grif: No. In a cave. Sheepy: Grif: There are no doors in caves. Arsé-kun: Arthur: That makes more sense. Did your outing go well? Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Good, good! That's wonderful to hear. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: The quest has been completed. Arsé-kun: Kay: Big alien gods are capable of panicking like people. We learned that today! Sheepy: *in the bg, Elyan is trying to play with the ball. he isn't quite getting it* Arsé-kun: *frustrated sith.jpeg* Sheepy: Grif: Yes. It is very concerning... I need to check on Dad later... Sheepy: Grif: I suppose other Dad too...but he's hibernating...He's supposed to wake soon... Arsé-kun: Arthur: Would I be able to meet him this time? Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: He stayed away from you due to the sheer amout of knights around you. Sheepy: Grif: You should be safer now. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Wonderful! I've wanted to meet him for a while now! Sheepy: Grif: Knights are dangerous because they fight dragons for sport. Dad has been around for a very long time and probably would be unharmed by almost any weapon a knight could have, but... still he worried, just slightly. Sheepy: Grif: I'll introduce him to you when he wakes up. Arsé-kun: *Arthur is Pleased!* Sheepy: Grif: He lives in a cave. It's cozy. It's my childhood home. Sometimes I go back there. Arsé-kun: Kay: Who hasn't been in a cave before? Sheepy: Grif: People who haven't been in a cave before. Arsé-kun: Kay: ... I can't argue against that. Sheepy: Grif: It's where dragons store their hoards. Sheepy: I was going to design a ferret version of elyan because I thought it'd be fitting but thn I forgot Sheepy: *Elyan is blankly watching them in the background* Arsé-kun: *Elyan continues to be a mood* Sheepy: Grif: But for now, you can meet my other dad occasionally. Sheepy: Grif: He's Santa Claus. Sheepy: Lucan: Every Santa is someone's parent. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Mine. Arsé-kun: Yog: You called? Sheepy: Grif: Dad, this is my King. He's a ghost now. Sheepy: *Elyan approaches Yog* Arsé-kun: *Elyan is pat by an orb. Do not ask how this works.* Sheepy: Grif: The other cute cat is Cait Sith. Sheepy: Grif: He likes steak. Arsé-kun: Yog: Two kings. Interesting. I would curtsy, but I believe the problem with that is easy to see. Sheepy: Elyan: *honk* Sheepy: Grif: No pants. Arsé-kun: Yog: ..... There are several issues with this suggestion. Sheepy: Grif: For one, you'll be thrown in a dungeon for not wearing pants. Arsé-kun: Yog: ... Several knights have raided enemy camps alone and completely nude without ever seeing a dungeon for it. Sheepy: Grif: Unfortunately, you can't escape to put pants on and people are not thrilled to help you escape. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... Griflet, how many times have you done this? Sheepy: Grif: Armor wears down and generally I don't bother wearing it. Sheepy: Grif: I have a whole list on ratings of enemy dungeons on a scale of 10 stars based on areas such as food, atmosphere, sights, and general treatment. Arsé-kun: Arthur: How many times for not wearing pants, Griflet? Sheepy: Grif... Sheepy: Grif: 22. So, of course, I have top twenty best and worst dungeons to be stuck pantsless in. Sheepy: Grif: That is because two of those were in dungeons I'd already been caught in before without pants. Arsé-kun: Yog: Please wear pants to not be thrown into jail. It is not a dungeon. It is not fun. Sheepy: Grif: Clothes...clothes are not comfortable... Unfortunately, they're required. Sheepy: Grif: However, I sleep with full armor on. Arsé-kun: Arthur: It's very uncomfortable. Sheepy: Grif: You do it as well? Arsé-kun: Arthur: I've had to a few times. I did not enjoy the experience. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: However, I've slept through multiple people at once trying to beat me to death thanks to it. Sheepy: Grif: Sleep is important. It's very rude to interrupt it. Sheepy: Grif: Therefore, it's worth it. Sheepy: Elyan: *honk* Sheepy: Grif: No, don't wake Kay either. Arsé-kun: Kay: I'd like to, but I'm waiting for you to move your ass. Sheepy: Grif: Let's go, then. Sheepy: *Grif heads to bed* Arsé-kun: *Kay goes with, for the same purpose. finally, hell day can end* Sheepy: *Elyan sticks with Sith. He's just very excited to have a new friend!* Sheepy: *the next morning!* Sheepy: Grif: Rise and shine, Kay. We're going grave robbing. Arsé-kun: *Kay adamantly refuses to rise or shine.* Sheepy: Grif: *he throws Kay over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes* I appreciate your enthusiasm. Sheepy: Grif: Let's work hard as usual. Sheepy: Grif: But should I bring someone else with me.. Sheepy: Grif: *he goes looking for Arthur* Arsé-kun: *Arthur is in the hallway, inspecting a message board. What are these mysterious scrolls, so thin and straight but so clean? .. It's just old fliers for school events, but he's more interested in the paper itsellf* Sheepy: Grif: There you are. Sheepy: Grif: We're going grave robbing. Come with us. Sheepy: Grif:...Ah, that's paper. You can eat it. It's decent in flavor. Sheepy: Grif: However, it's warmer and tastier right out of the printer. Arsé-kun: Arthur: What is a printer, Sir Griflet? Arsé-kun: Arthur: But I see.. Paper is much different than it used to be. Sheepy: Grif: It takes the contents on a paper and duplicates them onto a new paper. Arsé-kun: *Featuring Kay just not bothering to argue because he isn't winning this. He's stuck on all fronts. Help him.* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Fascinating! And it doesn't require a human to manually do this? Sheepy: Grif: It can clone it infinitely so long it has its two most important supplies: Ink and paper. Sheepy: Grif: It just requires a human to put the page in. Arsé-kun: Arthur: :O Sheepy: Grif: Unlimited Page Works. Arsé-kun: Yog: *from Paimon* It also requires electricity, do not forget that crucial element! Sheepy: Grif: If you continue to punch it it will not require electricity. Arsé-kun: *Yog responds by bringing up an old tutorial on machine durability. aka "dont do that"* Sheepy: Grif: I see. Sheepy: Grif: Well, you have to come with us. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I would love to, except I am bound to the Excalibur. Where I am presently is the furthest I can go. Sheepy: Grif: Ah. I'll just carry its wielder with me too. Sheepy: Mordred: Man, sure is too bad for you that I don't want to help my stinky, garbage, good for nothing dad by carrying the shiny king sword, huh? You totally need mt help, don't you? (Griflet: No.) C'mon, c'mon, beg for my help! I know you want it! Don't be shy- (Griflet: You're useless to me.) -EH?! Sheepy: Mordred: How could I possibly be USELSSS to you?! Sheepy: Grif: I don't know you and you aren't a potential social link. Arsé-kun: Kay: Also, you're annoying and don't know how to shut up. Arsé-kun: *Arthur makes the squinting cat face* Sheepy: Mordred: How do you not know me? You SAT NEAR ME! AT THE TABLE! And made eye contact many times! -And maybe you're just not very tolerant! Sheepy: Grif: I have never seen you before. Arsé-kun: *Kay is laughing into Grif's shirt.* Sheepy: Mordred: You guys are JERKS! Sheepy: Grif: ? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Perhaps put your helmet on. Sheepy: Mordred: Ugh, fine! Sheepy: *Mordred does so* Sheepy: Grif: Ah. Bucket head. Sheepy: Mordred: Ugh, fine! Sheepy: *Mordred does so* Sheepy: Grif: Ah. Bucket head. Sheepy: Mordred: It's Mordred. Mordred! The King's son!! Sheepy: Grif: Ah. I've never heard of you. You aren't at all charming like the Queen... Sheepy: Mordred: *huff* You'll all see! One day I'll do something so great everyone will regret not paying attention to me sooner...! You won't even be able to claim we hung out together!! Sheepy: Mordred: "Man, I wish I could've been friends with him before he got popular! Now he doesn't have the time of day for people like me"... That's what you'll think, Dad! And then I'll hang out with you anyway! Not because I like you but to prove that I'm better than you and I'd actually give time to my family no matter how big I am. No, not because I ever want to spend time with you nor my uncle! Because I hate both of you but especially you! Sheepy: Aru: Mordred, you're being loud. Arsé-kun: Kay: Morning, Princess. Your service is required! Sheepy: Mordred: See, see! I spend way more time than my great, great, wonderfully great grandkids than you ever spent with me! And look at how much they love me! You can see where you went wrong, I bet! Sheepy: Aru: Really? Where are we going? Sheepy: Aru: How can I help? Sheepy: Mordred: I even kick Lucan around until he helps them figure out tough homework problems! Yup, I really am the best. Arsé-kun: Kay: Mode, nobody's even listening to you Arsé-kun: Arthur: I need to be mobilized, for one. Griflet referred to it as "Grave Robbing", but a more accurate term would be "Restoring me to being alive." Sheepy: Aru: Oh, I see. Sheepy: Aru: I'll get the sword then! One moment. *she leaves briefly before returning with the sword* Sheepy: Mordred: Why does nobody ever listen to me? Arsé-kun: Kay: Because you have no concept of timing or letting important things happen? You can bully your father better after we make him physical, okay? Can you wait that long? Sheepy: Mordred: Heh! I'm patient! I've waited so long for this... What's one more minute! Sheepy: Mordred: But you better not run away! Sheepy: Mordred: I'll track you down! Sheepy: Aru: You can't leave here. Sheepy: Mordred: Ghhh... Details... Sheepy: Aru: Are we ready to go? Arsé-kun: Kay: We're about 90 to 95 percent ready! Sheepy: Aru: What's missing? Arsé-kun: Kay: My feet being on the ground. Sheepy: *Grif puts Kay down* Arsé-kun: [Quest: Arthur’s Corpsereal Forme] Arsé-kun: Kay: ... Do I have to see these terrible puns every time we set out to do something? Sheepy: Grif: No, just wear an eyepatch over both eyes. Sheepy: Grif:............. Sheepy: Grif: Ha. Ha. Ha. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... *he just sighs* Sheepy: Grif:...Because you cannot see with both on. Sheepy: Aru: He'd smack into everything, though. Sheepy: Grif: Dad writes them. Sheepy: Grif: He’s so busy, and yet he does it anyway... Sheepy: *The group gets to the lake!* Sheepy: Grif: It’s in there. Sheepy: Grif: We just have to get it out. Simple, one step quest. Sheepy: Aru: How? Sheepy: Grif: By getting it out. Arsé-kun: Kay: We need to find it. I can stay down there long enough to do this, but I don't know where it is. Arsé-kun: Arthur: That would make the most sense, but... I wasn't buried with it. Sheepy: Grif: We could also have the King go through to see where it is. Use his ghost tricks to find its core... Eh, wait, wrong thing. Sheepy: Grif: You weren’t buried with it, hm. Sheepy: Grif: And Bedivere’s memory seems to be failing him generally... So would he remember where your body is exactly, I wonder... Sheepy: *Nearby, Bedi has arrived with flowers! He places them down by the lake. he doesn’t seem to notice the group and is more fixated with a certain spot in the lake. [Burial Spot has been marked on the minimap!]* Arsé-kun: Kay: *strolling over* Morning, Bedi. No wizards? Sheepy: Bedi: ...Oh, Kay! *he looks up, visibly surprised* I think it’s too early for them... Arsé-kun: Kay: What losers. Sheepy: Bedi: They usually do not come with me. Sheepy: Bedi: Coming here daily would probably be too tedious for them. Sheepy: Bedi: I suppose there is no point for me to come here anymore, but it always helps clear my head and keep me focused. Arsé-kun: Kay: Then what's gonna stop you? Sheepy: Bedi: Nothing. Sheepy: Bedi: Even if his soul is no longer here...I must visit every day to make sure his grave is not defiled. One of my final acts for my King was to prevent geave robbers from finding his body...so I must continue that service. Sheepy: Grif: We're going to rob his grave. Sheepy: Bedi: ! *he appears conflicted* ...I cannot let you do that. But if you know the location... I'm not stupid. I'd die trying to protect it from you. But I made a promise...so I can't die here. Sheepy: Grif: Ah. Well, you can go find another promise after I stomp on this one. I believe in you. Arsé-kun: Arthur: *unsure* .. Is it still defilement if there is a necessary reason to dig it up? Sheepy: Bedi: I don't understand why you would want to be dug up. This was Lucan's last action for you. ..Can I really just erase that? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Because according to most recordings of our stories, it suggests I would once again walk the Earth. This is difficult when I am not alive or have a physical forme. The act is not to destroy the site- It's only an extraction process. And if I die again, this will be where I am returned to. It will only be a temporary situation. Sheepy: Bedi:....*he's mulling this over* ....Right, that makes sense. Sheepy: *Bedi hesitantly lifts his hand and points to a spot in the lake* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Thank you. Arsé-kun: *Unfortunately, Arthur does not have the range for this and can't actually reach it* Sheepy: Bedi: I apologize for its quality... it's the best I could do. If I were Sir Lancelot or Sir Gawain, I am sure I could have given you the grand burial you deserved. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I appreciate it all the same. Sheepy: Bedi:...! *his eyes widen in surprise* Really...? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Why would I not? Sheepy: Bedi: Because Sir Lancelot and Sir Gawain could have done better had they been there. Arsé-kun: Kay: I got it, I got it! *no hesitation before throwing himself into the lake. he got it he got it* Sheepy: Bedi:?! Sheepy: Grif: He can swim. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I hope so. It would be awfully ironic to be unable to drown but also be unable to swim. Sheepy: Grif: I can swim. Arsé-kun: Arthur: We know, Griflet. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Good. Arsé-kun: *Griflet is reminded by a menu pop up that if he wants to participate in things like this, he needs a Swim over 15.* Sheepy: Grif:! Sheepy: Grif:...But water's cold and wet... Sheepy: Grif: The only water I like is Elyan. Sheepy: Grif: I hate going in it. Arsé-kun: *Yog's only reply is "Lol git gud noob". classy* Sheepy: Grif: Guh...! Sheepy: Grif: F...fine! I'll...! Sheepy: Grif: I'll show you! I'll get good! Nobody can doubt my capabilities! Nobody!!! Arsé-kun: Yog: There is a time and place for everything. But not now. Sheepy: *Grif has gone into rage and reject input mode. He jumps in.* Arsé-kun: *Yog gives up and goes back to his other duties. Whatever.* Arsé-kun: *It is very wet. It is very cold. It is a body of water in the winter. How the lake is not frozen over is completely beyond me.* Sheepy: Bedi:...But his swimming skills are some of the worst among the knights. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... *he just kinda accepts that this is happening* Sheepy: Bedi: Should we do something...? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Probably...? Sheepy: Bedi: Um, ummm... Sheepy: Bedi: He's going to get sick... Arsé-kun: Arséne: Absolutely. Sheepy: Bedi:?! Sheepy: Bedi: Why are you here...? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I offered my assistance to Meril yesterday, so I am making good on it. Good morning and bonjour to you too. Sheepy: Bedi:.... Sheepy: Bedi: *he anxiously looks to Arthur* Arsé-kun: Arthur: If Meril permitted it, I do not see a problem with it. He's the most trustworthy in these sorts of situations. Sheepy: Bedi: I suppose so... Arsé-kun: Arséne: Fantastic. I was not sure how this was going to be done, so I brought some modern tools along. Sheepy: Bedi: Really? Arsé-kun: *Arséne responds by pulling his toolbag to the front. Yes, really* Sheepy: Bedi: Ah...Kay and Griflet are already in there. Kay is a very talented swimmer. Sheepy: Bedi: Griflet is one of the worst among the knights. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... Well, that sounds like a personal problem. Sheepy: Bedi: Yes. Sheepy: Bedi: Perhaps Kay will need these tools. Arsé-kun: Kay: Kay would like these tools. Please take this Griflet. Sheepy: Grif: *he's clinging to Kay, shivering all over..* I-it's cold! Cold!! Sheepy: Bedi: *he takes his coat off and puts it on Grif* Arsé-kun: Arséne: If you need out of this weather, I drove here, so you can warm up in the car. Sheepy: Grif: Uh...Paimon, define car. Arsé-kun: Yog: Big metal machine with four wheels designed to carry two or more occupants. Used for travelling, and for far more distance than any normal mount. They have heating and air conditoning. Sheepy: Grif: ! Sheepy: Grif: Yes. I want warmth. Arsé-kun: *Arséne puts the toolbag down and guides Grif to Warmth* Sheepy: *Grif is very happy to have warmth!* Arsé-kun: *Kay checks the bag. What is this strangely shaped sickle? Is this a weapon? Is this a mattock? It's sure about to be!* Sheepy: Bedi: It's a pickaxe. Arsé-kun: Kay: Real clever name. Sheepy: Bedi: It's like an axe but it's used to pick at hard objects. Arsé-kun: Kay: Like rocks? Sheepy: Bedi: That's its main use. Sheepy: Bedi: It's a dangerous tool for archaeology because it can destroy bones with ease. Sheepy: Bedi:...Oh, would you know what archaeology is, even... Arsé-kun: Kay: Nope. Sheepy: Bedi: I suppose eventually I should brief you on modern subjects. Arsé-kun: Kay: Yes, please, break me in half with your modern knowledge. Sheepy: Bedi: Um...This may be difficult to do. Sheepy: Bedi: But I can do it after you've finished. Arsé-kun: Kay: Well, okay. I will go back into the depths of cold. Arsé-kun: *Kay walks into the lake a second time. Just right on in. just* Sheepy: Bedi: Good luck! Arsé-kun: *bubble sound. kay says thanks* Sheepy: *Bedi awaits Kay's return.* Arsé-kun: *LATER* Sheepy: Bedi: Hmm... I wonder when he'll return... Arsé-kun: Arthur: It certainly is taking him a while. Sheepy: Bedi: *he's activated Airgetlam to keep everyone warm. it's a much more welcoming light than how it is in combat.* ...I think he's coming back! Sheepy: Bedi: Kay, did you find it?! Arsé-kun: Kay: *resurfaces, finally* What?? Sheepy: Bedi: The body? Arsé-kun: Kay: I think so??? I got a huge chunk of rock?? Nothing else down there! ... Also, I found another sword so that was cool. Sheepy: Bedi: Ah....Um, we need to open the chunk of rock. Arsé-kun: Kay: I did all this myself, you come get it! It's heavy! Sheepy: Bedi: You brought it up? Arsé-kun: Kay: Yes! I considered bringing it up all the way, but nobody wants to see me that big I bet. Sheepy: Bedi: I can do the rest. Sheepy: *Bedi goes to the rock and lifts it using airgetlam* Arsé-kun: *it very big. very rectangl. much purble. wow* Sheepy: Bedi: How do we open it...? Arsé-kun: Kay: Hit it? It looks like a gem, but there's somethin' in there. No doubt about it. Sheepy: Bedi:....Yes, I can do that. Sheepy rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 3 Sheepy: Bedi: *he puts it down on the ground and inhales sharply, positioning himself to break the crystal. ...He begins trembling all over. What if he damages the King? Oh no. Oh no. Oh no- Ah, he only hit the edge...* Arsé-kun: Kay: That proves we can break it. Good work, Sir. Sheepy: Bedi: ...? Sheepy: Bedi: I just cannot stomach the thought of potentially hurting the King... Arsé-kun: Arthur: I'm dead. You have permission to injure me slightly. Sheepy: Bedi:..... Arsé-kun: Arséne: *He is disregarding this for the chunk of gem on the ground. He wants the Shiny. He has the shiny. And he didn't steal it! Technically!* Sheepy rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 7 Sheepy: get ready for nat 1 Sheepy rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 1 Sheepy: *Bedi tries calming his nerves. He finally manages to... But just as he's about to make contact, Airgetlam deactivates and Bedi instead pulls a muscle. The area remains undented...* Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Okay, move it, lemme have a go. Sheepy: Bedi: I apologize...I just can't...*he shifts so Kay can get to it* ...I have to, and yet, I... Arsé-kun: *Kay smacks it with the pickaxe. It bounces right off and he smacks himself in the face* Sheepy: Bedi:! Kay, are you alright?! Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah... That hurt, but worth a shot. Sheepy: Bedi: Switch on, Airgetlam! *His right arm lights up brightly! He brings it down upon the rock!* Arsé-kun: *Finally, some meaningful damage! He gives it a big ol' crack right in the middle!* Sheepy: Bedi: Yes, it's a start...! Sheepy: Bedi: *he brings Airgetlam down on the rock once more, fired up!* Arsé-kun: *He breaks it!!!* Sheepy: Bedi: *huff...huff...huff...* ...It's done.... Sheepy: Bedi: *he clutches the ribs on his right side* Sheepy: Bedi: Guh...! I'm sorry... *huff, huff* ...I suppose I've gotten rusty. Sheepy: Grif:...? *he approaches* ...It's rocks. ...Tasty... Arsé-kun: Kay: Grif, can you at least wait until we get Wart OUT of the rocks to eat all of them?? Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: We can share them afterwards. Sheepy: Grif: They contain many vitamins. Sheepy: Grif: Like... Arsé-kun: Kay: They also contain break-your-mouth. Sheepy: Grif:.....Eh, what's a vitamin? Sheepy: Grif: It just sounds like a fun word...Probably good for you. Sheepy: Grif: Maybe you're just eating rocks wrong. Sheepy: Bedi: It's open...Now what do we do...? Arsé-kun: Kay: Hell if I know. Sheepy: Bedi: Uncover his body, I suppose... ... Ah, but I haven't seen it since I buried it. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Me neither! *trying to be funny to lighten the mood just a Little Bit* Sheepy: Bedi: So its status...I hope it has been perserved properly. Excalibur can help prevent aging, but... Sheepy: Bedi:...Decaying, I wouldn't know. Sheepy: Grif: Well, one way to find out. Sheepy: Grif: *He throws off the layer on top of Arthur's body* Arsé-kun: *If not for the fact that everyone present knows Arthur is dead, it would be surprisingly easy to mistake him for just napping in some rocks. Except the paleness and not breathing, but you get it. Shut.* Sheepy: Bedi:?! Arsé-kun: *Slight disappointment from Arséne, who was expecting a genuine corpse and not this preserved nonsense* Sheepy: Grif: Huh. Arsé-kun: Kay: Geez, what a loser. It can't be him, he's gotta be under. *he jokingly starts to lean down to fucking toss Arthur's body, but stops because he isn't actually going to* Arsé-kun: Arthur: :I Sheepy: Grif: He's surprisingly less dead than I remember him being. Arsé-kun: Arséne: He looks like he was only dead for about five minutes. Decay hasn't even set in yet. Sheepy: Grif: Well, decay's really lazing on the job. Sheepy: Grif: Go on, wear your fleshsuit. Arsé-kun: Arthur: My... My what? Pardon? Sheepy: Grif: Fleshsuit. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I firmly dislike that. Sheepy: Grif: Well, you don't wear a body. Sheepy: Grif: You are a body. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... Sir Griflet, you are henceforth banned from referring to my body as a "Fleshsuit". Sheepy: Grif: Go into your meat puppet and puppeteer it. Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... I take back my declaration in awe of how much worse you made it. Sheepy: *Bedi's broken down crying in the background from seeing his king again, but this isn't about him.* Sheepy: Grif: Good. Arsé-kun: *Bedi needs time to himself to process it all. Let him be* Sheepy: Grif: When you go into your body everything may feel off at first. Sheepy: Grif: You may feel like stiff. Because you're in one. Sheepy: Grif: .......Ha. Ha. Ha. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Can't this wait until after I have the ability to function? Sheepy: Grif: I will prepare my greatest joke for you for when you are able to function. Arsé-kun: Kay: That sounds horrific. Quick, take far longer than necessary. Sheepy: Grif: More time to think of one. Arsé-kun: *After a lot of deliberation and cautious lowering of one's self, Arthur does re-enter his body!* Sheepy: Grif: How are you feeling? Sheepy: Grif: Dead bodies are so slow to talk back. Arsé-kun: Arséne: It's not going to be that quick..! Sheepy: Grif: Oh. Sheepy: Grif: Why? Does he need to reboot his operating system? Arsé-kun: Arséne: That is... A surprisingly apt way of putting it, but yes. Sheepy: Grif: Paimon has many apts. Arsé-kun: Arséne: That's an App. Sheepy: Grif: Ah... Sheepy: Grif: So we just wait Sheepy: Grif: Bedivere, please cry quieter. Arsé-kun: Kay: Oi, eat sod, let him have it. Sheepy: Grif: Eat? ..... Rocks, tasty... Sheepy: Grif:......*He turns around towards the lake and starts digging for a rock* Arsé-kun: *he finds a rock immediately* Sheepy: Grif: *he starts eating the rock. cronch* Arsé-kun: Kay: .... So, Aru, this is a whole mess you've landed yourself into. You feel good about it? Sheepy: Aru: It's not the weirdest situation I've ended up in. I know my contribution has been minimal, but I'm happy that I helped someone. Arsé-kun: Kay: ....? How have you gotten into stranger than watching a ghost retake his centuries? Old? Corpse?? Sheepy: Aru: Our uncle travels often for business but occasionally he visits us. Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah? Is he dead too? Sheepy: Aru: No, but he's supposed to be. Sir Lancelot nearly killed him for revealing the affair between the Queen and Sir Lancelot... Sheepy: Aru: He doesn't hold any grudges about it. Arsé-kun: Kay: ... .... How the hell is HE alive??? Sheepy: Aru: He's a vampire. Sheepy: Aru: He likes baking sweets so he usually brings them when he comes to visit. His lion-shaped cookies are cute... Sheepy: Aru: He's extremely prickly on the outside but he's sweet on the inside. Arsé-kun: Kay: Oh, he does that openly now?? Good for him. It's about damn time. Sheepy: Aru: Yes, he does. Apparently his boss does too. Arsé-kun: Kay: Is it just more acceptable now? Is that a thing men are permitted to do publically? Sheepy: Aru: Yup! Arsé-kun: Kay: We get back *he looks a bit excited* And you're showing me how to operate that so called "oven stove". Sheepy: Aru: Yeah, I can do that! I'm good at using it. Sheepy: Grif: You can cook, Kay? Arsé-kun: Kay: Used to. Not sure how it'll work out now. If I gotta make a fire and do it my way, so be it. Sheepy: Grif: I believe in you. Arsé-kun: Kay: Well now I have to! Sheepy: Grif: I'm sure you'll bake something great, dough you may mess up a few times. Sheepy: Grif:....Ha. Ha. Ha. Arsé-kun: Yog: [Quest: Arthur’s Corpsereal Forme: Completed!] *confetti, confetti, small trumpet fanfare* Sheepy: Grif: Guh! Sheepy: Grif: ...*he appears embarrassed*... It startled me. Sheepy: Grif: So with the quest completed...He's awake? Arsé-kun: Yog: [New Extra Quest: Life's Batter with Cakes!] Sheepy: Grif:....Cake... Sheepy: Grif: *His eyes have lit up...He's excited!* Arsé-kun: Arthur: ..... Cake sounds... *he sounds a bit hoarse* .... Really nice right now... Sheepy: Grif: I don't have any. Sheepy: Bedi: ...! Sheepy: Grif: You can have some later. Sheepy: Grif: For now, you need to get up. I won't carry you unless I have to. Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... ..... *he coughs* Sir Bedivere, please assist. Sheepy: Bedi: ...! Yes, of course! *He rushes over to Arthur's side and lifts him up* Arsé-kun: Kay: Great, cool, can we go now? It's goddamn colder than the inside of a winter fae's dead heart and tit. Sheepy: Bedi: Yes. Please lead the way. Arsé-kun: Kay: I gotta do everything in this shit century?? *but, he eventually does. he isnt happy about it.* Sheepy: *Bedi follows Kay to their destination. Grif and Aru follow as well.* Sheepy: Grif: *he takes off the coat Bedi gave him and shoves it at Kay* Arsé-kun: *Kay takes it without complaint. For once* Sheepy: Bedi: How do you feel, my King? Sheepy: Grif: With his hands. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Like I got hit by a bear. Sheepy: Bedi: Maybe you should take advil...Oh, you wouldn't know what that is. Sheepy: Grif: It's what you forge weapons upon. Arsé-kun: Kay: That's an anvil. Sheepy: Grif: Oh. Sheepy: Bedi: Advil is a pain medication. Sheepy: Bedi: It temporarily relieves pain. Sheepy: Bedi: Some types of pain medication reduce swelling as well and allow blood to flow easier, which is problematic if you're bleeding. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Ah. I meant hit as in... Hm... Sheepy: Bedi: However, I cannot attest to its usefulness. I stopped feeling pain long ago. Arsé-kun: Arthur: That is extremely concerning. Sheepy: Bedi: I have very few sensations when it comes to touch, I'm afraid... Cold does not bother me because I cannot feel it. The same goes for heat. Sheepy: Bedi: I suppose that's why I am not bothered by Airgetlam being up against what was once a tender area. Sheepy: Bedi:...Heating up. Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... Extraordinarily concerning. Sheepy: Bedi: I suppose so. Sheepy: Bedi: But... if not feeling is the price I must pay to always be there for my King, it is a small price. Arsé-kun: Arthur: *mac loading cursor* Arsé-kun: Arthur: .. If everything being blurry is my price for being back, so be it. Sheepy: Bedi: We can get glasses for you. Arsé-kun: Arthur: What will glass do...? Sheepy: Bedi: It corrects vision. Sheepy: Bedi: You'll need to get a special prescription... But we can do that later. Sheepy: Bedi: It should fix everything. Sheepy: Bedi: You wear it over your eyes. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Interesting. Sheepy: Bedi: Just be careful not to break them. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... Because it's glass. Sheepy: Bedi: And they're somewhat expensive. Arsé-kun: Arthur: But isn't glass just hot sand..? Sheepy: Bedi: Well, the glass is special because it's custom made to fit your specific vision so you can see well. Arsé-kun: Arthur: That's amazing. Things have certainly advanced... Sheepy: Bedi: Yes! Science truly is amazing! Arsé-kun: Arthur: You'll have to inform me of more! It's very interesting! Sheepy: Bedi: Yes! Sheepy: Bedi: There's a lot to learn. For example...The Earth is round. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Oh, that was proven? Very nice. Sheepy: Bedi: Yes. Sheepy: Bedi: You can put your clothes in a box and they come out clean. Arsé-kun: Arthur: No hand washing by maids anymore.. Sheepy: Bedi: Some clothes need hand washing. Most don't. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Kay can still do the laundry. Sheepy: Bedi: Kay is very talented... Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... I fully expected a complaint of some kind. Sheepy: Bedi:...? Kay? Arsé-kun: *... Nothing* Sheepy: Bedi: Hm...he must have needed to do something... Sheepy: Bedi: Where do I carry you to...? Arsé-kun: Arthur: The sofa, I suppose. I would like to try that. It looks soft.. Sheepy: Bedi: Yes, that works. *he carries Arthur to the sofa* Arsé-kun: *Well, they found Kay, hogging up all of the sofa space and leaving his wet clothes on the floor. How'd he change this fast? Probably learned that from Grif. I don't know either.* Sheepy: Bedi: Ah.... Arsé-kun: Arthur: Oh, that's a shame. Sheepy: Bedi: I should find a blanket for him afterwards... Arsé-kun: Arthur: It would be wise. Sheepy: Bedi: But finding a place for you to rest is my top priority. Sheepy: Bedi: After I find a place for you, I can figure out the difficult situation of how I can be here for you if you need me if I don't live here. No phone yet...Hmm. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... You don't have to be. You have your own life, don't you? Sheepy: Bedi: My role is being your knight. Without that, I am nothing. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... ... *he opts to just quietly leave again. Nevvvvvermind.* Sheepy: Bedi: If you have no need for me, well... Hmm. The very thought of being useful to you in the future helps me cling to life. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I didn't say that, but I doubt I'd need you so often that you move. ... That is a poor way of saying it. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I'm trying to tell you that you don't need to orbit around me like Kay does alcohol. Sheepy: Bedi: I see. That makes sense. But you'll still need to communicate with me long distance. ...For now, I'll trade phone numbers with Aru if she allows it... Sheepy: Bedi: However... unfortunately, other than the Queen, Sir Lancelot, and the wizards... I am the only one who can relate to both being a part of the past while still having understanding of modern technology...Simply, among us, none would be better for making you accustomed to modern times. Arsé-kun: Arthur: And between all of you, I believe it will go well. You do not need to do it all yourself. Sheepy: Bedi: However, I should do all I can. Sheepy: Bedi: I cannot just sit around and do nothing. I have already done this for too long. Sheepy: Bedi: My embarrassment of my performance back at the lake is unfathomable. Sheepy: Bedi: No knight of yours can possibly be so weak. So, I must work harder. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Sir Bedivere? Sheepy: Bedi: Yes? Arsé-kun: Arthur: ...How did Kay say it? "Shut the hell your mouth"? Sheepy: Bedi: I apologize. You need not hear my thoughts on the matter. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Your thoughts are valuable input. You're valuable. Stop saying things like that and meaning them. Sheepy: Bedi: *he appears surprised... and incredibly happy very briefly!* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Instead, I'd rather you think about how well you did today. Sheepy: Bedi:...! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Can you do that for me? Sheepy: Bedi:...! Yes, of course! If that is your order, I will pride myself in today's achievements. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I shouldn't have to make that an order... Sheepy: Bedi: Unfortunately, compared to my fellow knights, my achievements are insignificant and overall unmemorable. It is difficult to feel pleased with them. But if you believe it them to be great, then they must be. Sheepy: Bedi:...Hmm, but...am I forgetting something? Sheepy: Bedi: Ah! Merlin never came to see you... Sheepy: Bedi: He did seem incredibly unhappy the other day. It worried me, but...I am sure he just felt overwhelmed. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Perhaps you should ask him. He seems to speak with you easily. Sheepy: Bedi: It would not be an ideal relationship if you could not speak easily to your husband... Arsé-kun: Arthur: Yes, yes, that makes s- --- Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... I'm sorry? Sheepy: Bedi:? Our relationship is wonderful... Were you worrying otherwise? Arsé-kun: Arthur: No, no. I wasn't aware that you two had gotten together. My apologies for my rudeness, and congrats to you both! Sheepy: Bedi: Thank you. Arsé-kun: Kay: *irritably* Can you two chatter somewhere else?? Sheepy: Bedi:...Ah, right! We still haven't found a place for you... I apologize, Kay. Sheepy: *Bedi brings Arthur to a place to lie down* Arsé-kun: *Arthur appreciates this. Kay also appreciates them leaving him alone* Sheepy: Bedi: I will go speak to Merlin about coming to visit you tomorrow. For now, please rest. You have had a long day. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Merlin certainly agrees on that plan, unless the day is taken up by something else! Even then, I'll call! Sheepy: Bedi: Ah! Merlin! You're here! *he gives Merlin a huge smile!* Sheepy: Bedi: Yes, and if you're not up early, I'll make sure to wake you if you'd like. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Same to you, hun. Except you won't get a choice. Sheepy: Bedi: For now, let's go home and get ready for tomorrow. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yeah, yeah, one thing first. *He leans down to give Arthur a biiig hug. It is Required* Sheepy: Bedi: Now, let's head home so our King can sleep. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yes, yes, of course. Sheepy: *Bedi gently takes Merlin's hand and heads out!* Arsé-kun: *Merlin's hopes go up. What a fool he is.* Sheepy: *Enjoy this while you can, Merlin!* Arsé-kun: *HE'S SURE GOING TO!* Sheepy: Bedi: After visiting the King tomorrow, we can stop by the sweets shop we always go to. The King might like it too, so we can invite him when he's recovered. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh, he'd absolutely love it, no doubts! Sheepy: Bedi: Yes! I need to start training again as well... I've gotten rusty, it seems. Maybe sometime later this week you could train with me? Sheepy: Bedi: I believe training will help both of us. Sheepy: Bedi: And anyway...I embarrassed myself today from being rusty. I'd rather only mess up in front of you alone...I don't feel embarrassed when it's you. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Aw, I thought you did great. It was just some nervousness, nothing unusual. Sheepy: Bedi:...Nervousness isn't something I should let control me. Sheepy: Bedi: I make mistakes when it consumes me. Sheepy: Bedi: I pulled my rib on the right side thanks to this. But as a knight... I cannot let such things bother me. And yet, even with my senses dulled, breathing is uncomfortable. Sheepy: Bedi: However...around you, I do not mind letting that show. You wouldn't judge me over it. *he grins* Thank you. Let's train hard together, okay? Arsé-kun: Merlin: You hurt yourself?? I'll judge you on that and only that. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'm healing that as soon as we get back! Arsé-kun: Merlin: After that, yes, absolutely! *he looks pumped* We're gonna kick so much ass! Sheepy: Bedi: Ah, you'll heal my ribs? Thank you. I appreciate it. Arsé-kun: Merlin: <3 You're always welcome Sheepy: Bedi: *He's very pleased!* Arsé-kun: *Because Bedi is pleased, Merlin is happy! All is Good* Arsé-kun: *and they go home. bedi is healed. a good time is had. merlin brags at 90 miles an hour at meril. fou ends his fucking miserable life* Sheepy: *Meril is happy just being included in conversation.* Sheepy: *The next morning... Thanks to the excitement of yesterday, Bedi slept surprisingly well!* Arsé-kun: Merlin: *Throwing the door open* Goooood morning!!~ Up and attem, sweetcheeks! :D :D :D Sheepy: *Bedi was confusedly glancing around the room before turning his attention towards Merlin* ...Sweetcheeks? Arsé-kun: Merlin: You not like that one? That's okay, but c'mon, you're runnin' late hun. Sheepy: Bedi:..... Arsé-kun: Merlin:..... Sheepy: Bedi: (...He could be useful for information...) Sheepy: Bedi: (...But he could also be why I can't seem to recall a thing.) Arsé-kun: Merlin: .... What's wrong? Sheepy: Bedi: Are you certain you have the right person, sir? My name isn't "hun"... It's... (...What is it?) Arsé-kun: *Merlin freezes, losing all the color in his face as he stares at Bedi.* Sheepy: Bedi: (There has to be something with my name on it... Does this ring have an inscription on it?) Sheepy: Bedi: *he looks his wedding band over closely.* Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Oh, you're right! My bad, mistook you for your brother! Haha haha! Sorry for bothering you..! Sheepy: Bedi: Brother? Sheepy: Bedi: ...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Haha, sorry, my bad!! I'll let you be! Sorry!!! *he excuses himself and promptly bolts* Sheepy: Bedi: Hey, wait...! (My source of information left...!) Arsé-kun: *Merlin does not wait. Merlin is already down the stairs and leaving.* Sheepy: Meril: Hey, Merlin, you forgot Bedivere... Sheepy: Myrrdin: Aren't you in a hurry! Arsé-kun: Fou: Fou fou! Sheepy: Meril: I'm sure it won't bug him too much though. He already forgets to bring you often enough. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I did my part here! *He gives them a big, empty smile. It is clearly fake. He did not even remotely try to hide how hurt he is, or how his heart is currently shattering into tiny pieces as they speak.* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Anyway, I'm dead inside, have a nice day!! :D :D :D *And he sure looks it. That is... Bad?* Sheepy: Myrrdin: What? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Did he kick you out? Arsé-kun: Merlin: What? I wish. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Eh? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Then what...? Sheepy: Meril: Maybe Bedivere broke up with him after deciding the King needed him more. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ...... I....... No, but... Sheepy: Myrrdin: Then what? Sheepy: Myrrdin: I've never seen you like this before. Arsé-kun: Merlin: .... ...... *He just sighs, dropping the obvious act for a moment. If he looked dead inside before, then now he matches the face of an actually dead person. Why have those lights and sparkles in your eyes when you can simply just not?* The inevitable finally happened. Sheepy: Myrrdin:......! Arsé-kun: *Merlin immediately puts the act back up, grins, and decides he's done with this discussion in favor of leaving.* Sheepy: Myrrdin:...I'm so sorry. Take the time you need. Arsé-kun: *Merlin exits the bar without a single line of sass. He's really hurting, and it shows* Sheepy: Myrrdin: Just...come back soon, okay? Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Maybe. Arsé-kun: *Merlin leaves.* Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... (Why did I never prepare myself for this? I knew it was coming eventually. I knew, and it still doesn't help... There was nothing I could do, like usual.) Arsé-kun: Merlin: (Why am I so utterly useless? Meril hates his incubus half but manages to be the best at it, Myrrdin has a constant threat of dying and he still does his damnest.. But there was nothing I could do for him.) Arsé-kun: Merlin: *he shakes his head and then glances around* (Maybe I can stop off at our favorite.... Well, just mine now.) Arsé-kun: Merlin: (Wonder if Vivian's willing to put me down. Or would she just call me gross and throw me out? I'd deserve it either way..) Sheepy: Shuzo: Hey. You look down ⭐ Arsé-kun: Merlin: ...Oh. Morning, Shuu. You're out early. Sheepy: Shuu: I was bored⭐️ And I can’t let my sparkling dream tourists think I’ve disappeared⭐️ Hehe⭐️ But such a face doesn’t fit a cute idol like you⭐ Arsé-kun: Merlin: Like the viewers care. I'm pretty sure most of them are there because I give myself gigantic boobs and because I'm gross. Sheepy: Shuu: Hey, I’m there because you’re sparkling ⭐ Sheepy: Shuu: You don’t have to talk about what’s bugging you... just know that I’m here for you ⭐️ Just call my name and I’ll appear by your side... Hehe ⭐ Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... That helps a little. Sheepy: Shuu: Hearing that makes my heart sparkle ⭐️ In return... do one favor for me: give me a smile. Even an itty bitty one⭐️ Arsé-kun: *Merlin at least gives it a shot* Sheepy: Shuu: Hehe ⭐ Thank you ⭐ Sheepy: Shuu: When you feel down make sure to smile for me ⭐ My beloved friends being sad makes my heart crumble ⭐ Arsé-kun: Merlin: At least you have one ⭐ Mine took off for a week-long vacation in the Bahamas. Sheepy: Shuu: *his smile fades, leaving a concerned expression* ...Hey, c'mon, I'll treat you to something. I can't leave you like this. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I won't be in your way? I'm incredibly annoying. Sheepy: Shuu: You aren't annoying to me. You're my beloved friend. Arsé-kun: *Merlin perks up a bit!* Sheepy: Shuu: Where do you want to eat? Arsé-kun: Merlin: *he shrugs* Wherever the most people are, I guess. Sheepy: Shuu: Okay, let's go to Trip's. It's always crowded around now. Just make sure I don't eat too unhealthily... Nobody's there to make me eat veggies (star) Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'll do no such thing. Sheepy: Shuu: Hehehe. What a good friend you are. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Just don't let me order anything bad. Sheepy: Shuu: Will do ⭐ Arsé-kun: *it's time for a trashy breakfast place people only go to because it's open and has good grilled cheese!* Sheepy: Shuu: Great, we actually got a table ⭐ Is there enough people? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yes, I believe so. If everyone starts picking fights with each other, that's when we bail. Sheepy: Shuu:...Hmm? Okay. Sheepy: Shuu: If people start fighting, we can go somewhere else. Sheepy: Shuu: But for now, let's enjoy ourselves. Arsé-kun: *And they do! They get food, they eat, they chatter. ... Meanwhile, the Trip's is erupting into chaos around them. Just another normal morning at Trip's!* Sheepy: Shuu: Hehe. It's chaotic as usual. Arsé-kun: Merlin: We should probably get going soon... Don't need anyone realizing I'm the source of it. Sheepy: Shuu: Okay, then where do you want to go next? Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... That's a good question. Where could we go that won't start shit? Sheepy: Shuu: Denny's. Sheepy: Shuu:The head honcho was good about setting up a place that has that kind of effect ⭐ There's a bakery nearby too but I don't think you're in the mood to deal with the self-proclaimed waiter... He waited three seconds before telling me to leave the last time ⭐ Sheepy: Shuu: It's a new record. The food's too good to get mad at him though. Arsé-kun: Merlin: But it's more "You end up at Denny's" than "You intentionally go to Denny's", isn't it? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh, well. If they have that cool animatronic again I'll shut up. Sheepy: Shuu: It looks so musical. I want it to sing to me. Sheepy: Shuu: Let's go, let's go ⭐ Sheepy: *Shuu drags Merlin to Denny's* Arsé-kun: *Merlin ends up at Denny's. His prophecy... Was true.* Sheepy: Shuu: Here we are. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Sheesh, this place always has such a weird vibe to it. Sheepy: Shuu: Yes ⭐ I rarely go here. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Same. After a while, the dulled emotions of drunks and stoners doesn't really do it. Sheepy: Shuu: Yes... And the fear of being interacted with. Sheepy: Shuu: It's okay, though. I could duet with the robot and nobody would ever recognize me ⭐ Sheepy: Shuu: My voice reaches the furthest borders space but not Denny's. Arsé-kun: Merlin: But is it here? Is the robot here? Sheepy: Shuu: Let's go look. Sheepy: *Shuu goes looking for the robot* Arsé-kun: *The robot is not on it's perch on stage. It must not be here today* Sheepy: Shuu: Nope. Too bad. Arsé-kun: Merlin: What a shame. Sheepy: Shuu: What do you want to do instead? Arsé-kun: Merlin: ♪ What do you do when you're stuck at Den-ny's? Sheepy: Shuu: Cry. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Okay, that's true but please don't. I already want to. Sheepy: Shuu: Did you want to talk about it? Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Eh, at worst I'll sound like I'm on crack. Sure, I guess. Sheepy: Shuu: I'm a good listener. You can tell because I have four ears (star) Sheepy: Shuu:...Sorry. Go on. Arsé-kun: Merlin: *he slides into a booth* ... *sigh* You've seen how forgetful Bedivere is. Every time I think things are going well, Fate smacks me upside the head. I've been trying to help him for so long.. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... He woke up today not knowing who he was or who I was. Sheepy: Shuu:...! Arsé-kun: Merlin: It was inevitable. I knew it was coming. I knew..! Sheepy: Shuu: *his usual cheerful persona has faded* ...I'm so sorry. Sheepy: Shuu: Just because you knew doesn't mean you're to blame. Arsé-kun: Merlin: It feels bad. I've been trying so much to fix it or at least slow it. I've made no progress. Nothing works. *he looks down at the table* I can't call trying to help him a waste of time. heepy: Shuu: Have you brought him to any doctors? Sheepy: Shuu: Watson isn't a brain doctor but be might know a good one. Arsé-kun: Merlin: What kind of doctor would be willing to work on a patient well over five hundred years old? I can't just bust down a hospital door and ask them to take my boyfriend immediately. Sheepy: Shuu: You can if he can't remember anything. Sheepy: Shuu: That's an emergency. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I guess.. Sheepy: Shuu: You shouldn't carry this sort of burden alone. You might be some super powerful wizard but nobody is capable of everything. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Not yet. Sheepy: Shuu: You still intend to figure it out by yourself? You'd be better off bringing him to the hospital. Sheepy: Shuu: The body tends to collapse when it forgets its resolve to live. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... I never thought about it that way. If he even forgets that... Sheepy: Shuu: He might die without it, if I understand the situation properly. Sheepy: Shuu: Being his hero will feel satisfying if you succeed but relief when he gets help from many people is much better⭐ Arsé-kun: *Merlin is now visibly stressed. Good work, Shu⭐zo!* Arsé-kun: Merlin: We don't even know that many people anymore, though.. And it's not like we can go out much- if at all- with the curses stacked on us..! Sheepy: Shuu: Go to the Lupin guy who's been visiting you. Sheepy: Shuu: Detectives know everyone. Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's a detective... And I'm pretty sure he does muggle cases. Sheepy: Shuu: Nyarlathotep lives at his place rent free. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yes, let me literally ask the Crawling Chaos himself to help me with no demonic contracts. Sheepy: Shuu: My point is that he should know someone. Sheepy: Shuu: Maybe consider outsourcing help. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Let me just post a crowdsourcing post. Let me open a Patreon for my immortal husband. Better tell the big newspapers! Arsé-kun: Merlin: How am I gonna ask without sounding completely insane?? Sheepy: Shuu: He lives with Nyarlathotep. He also lives with my doctor. Someone there should know. Sheepy: Shuu: Don't throw away possibilities. It's better to seem crazy rather than actually become it from heartbreak. Arsé-kun: Merlin: You sound as if you've learned that lesson personally. Sheepy: Shuu: No, I'm just a movie buff... maybe ⭐ Hehe. Sheepy: Shuu: You can't just uncover all of my mysteries so quickly. Next you'll be asking my species. Company secret ⭐ Arsé-kun: Merlin: Hm, we'll see about that, you... *he looks Shuu over* Lets call you a fox for now. Sheepy: Shuu: Sounds fine to me. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Let me get this straightened out. You expect me to go to a place I have never been to, and to explain all of this like it's completely normal? Without accidentally draining the entire building? Sheepy: Shuu: I can go with you. Arsé-kun: Merlin: But would your man allow it? Sheepy: Shuu: Eh? Why would he care? Sheepy: Shuu: I could ask, but... Arsé-kun: Merlin: You know what? Good point. Sheepy: Shuu: Okay, when did you want to go? I guess you should bring Bedivere with you, too, in case it's a situation that can be fixed right then and there, right? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I should, but is it a good idea? Sheepy: Shuu: What's the potential harm? Sheepy: Shuu: He doesn't remember you and thinks you're abducting him? Sheepy: Shuu: It'd be best if you explained the situation. He seems gullib- I mean, trusting. Hehe ⭐ He won't doubt you. Sheepy: Shuu: Then, you bring him to the detectives and they can help you. Arsé-kun: Merlin: You really think it'll be that easy..? Sheepy: Shuu: Yeah. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Hm. Maybe. Sheepy: Shuu: I believe in you ⭐ Sheepy: *Merlin gets a text. And another text. And another text. And five more texts. Short pause. Text. Text* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Sheesh, speak of the angel! *he goes to check, and it just keeps going off. bzz DING bzzz DING bbzzz DING bDING* Sheepy: *Most of the texts are incomprehensible combinations of letters, "ARE YOY OKAY???", "WHERE ARE YOU??", or "I'M SIRRY"* Sheepy: *Among the messages is a picture of Fou. It's from Bedi!* Arsé-kun: *Merlin looks relieved!* Sheepy: Shuu: Oh, it's him? Arsé-kun: Merlin: It's him. He's apologizing though it isn't his fault. Sheepy: Shuu: How kind of him (star) Arsé-kun: Merlin: [text: to Bedi] I'm okay, I'm at Denny's, don't be sorry, and don't go to Trip's- Last I saw it was a mess! Sheepy: *Merlin gets no response... It's just marked as Read...* Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... If he shows up in the next ten minutes, whatever we buy's entirely on my tab. Sheepy: Shuu: Eh? Why? Sheepy: Shuu: I offered to treat you... Arsé-kun: Merlin: You did, but I'm making a bet. Sheepy: Shuu: Oh, how exciting ⭐ Sheepy: *Bedi shows up a few minutes later, looking fearful!* Sheepy: *His eyes are red and puffy and his face is still damp from crying... You've looked better, Bedi!* Arsé-kun: *He's also looked much worse! Merlin isn't picky!* Arsé-kun: *Either way, Merlin waves him over* Sheepy: *Bedi rushes over to Merlin and embraces him. Thought you had personal space, Merlin? Not anymore!* Arsé-kun: *Merlin didn't want personal space to begin with. He had no need for that!* Sheepy: Bedi: Merlin...! I'm so sorry...! I... *sob* ... Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... I know, it's okay... It's fine, I understa-*hic* Sheepy: Bedi: No...! It's not fine! Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... *he takes a moment to swallow his own pride* ... Yeah, I know. You're right. Sheepy: Bedi: If only I could do something about it, but no matter how hard I try not to forget things, my effort is in vain. Arsé-kun: Merlin: It doesn't make any sense..! Nothing works, and it seems to happen whenever it wants..! Sheepy: Bedi: It doesn't appear to be connected to anything. I've always been on the forgetful side, but Sir Galahad suggested it was because I was an "airhead"... Arsé-kun: Merlin: It's not the same. Being a bit forgetful is one thing. This is... Completely different. Sheepy: Bedi:...Certainly, he did not mean it as an insult. so it must be that he meant I had too much air in my head for space for memories. Sheepy: Bedi:...But for now, we can't question why it has to happen. Just how to fix it. Sheepy: Bedi:...Until then... I just have to keep fighting not to forget my purpose. Without my purpose, I... Arsé-kun: Merlin: I've got nothing. At this point, I'm willing to get... Uh, what was it? Outside help? Sheepy: Shuu: Yup yup ⭐ Try talking to Mr. Detective. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Really don't think he's gonna have any good feelings towards us for it, but it'll be something. Sheepy: Shuu: Watson's a very good doctor so he might be able to help. Sheepy: Shuu: It's not like you have any other options anyway. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Even if I did, they're not exactly... Good. Sheepy: Bedi: Let's try our less risky options first. Arsé-kun: Merlin: So no bad decisions involving watery tarts? Good plan! Sheepy: Bedi: I'd rather we ask Sir Lancelot on matters concerning Vivian... Sheepy: Bedi: Huh? But we haven't asked him. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'm gonna change that. *he promptly harasses sends a message to Lancelot* Arsé-kun: Merlin: And that's that. Not my problem anymore! Sheepy: Bedi: Eh!? Arsé-kun: Merlin: He can talk to her, I'm not chancing it! I like living! Arsé-kun: Merlin: After what she already did to us, no thanks! Sheepy: Bedi: Yes... I suppose so. Arsé-kun: *Rom impatiently staring at Shuu in the background.jpeg* Sheepy: Shuu: Oops⭐ There's my ride⭐ It's tough being so popular... Hehe⭐ Arsé-kun: Merlin: It really is 🌸 Don't distract your driver now! Sheepy: Shuu: Yes! Bye bye, good luck⭐ Sheepy: Bedi: What should we do...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Well, let's see. Did you at least feed before you ran out here? Sheepy: Bedi: No. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Well, we're gonna solve that first. Sheepy: Bedi: Ah...good idea. Sheepy: Bedi: Hmm... What should I get... Sheepy: Bedi: What a lawless place...! Sheepy: Bedi: Certainly they must know...! Pork is eaten in the morning, chicken in the afternoon, and beef at night. Ah, but fish can be eaten at all times of the day depending on the type snd the meats can be swapped depending on availability and the way it's cooked...Hmm..hmm...maybe such rules are arbitrary... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Why would a place named after the deity of being rowdy and rambunctious care about this? Sheepy: Bedi: It is...? I have never met a deity named Denny before... Arsé-kun: Merlin: It's romanticized to modern english. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh, but if I translate, he might come out. We're not drinking this early. Sheepy: Bedi:? Sheepy: Bedi: Ah...so how Bedwyr became Bedivere... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yes, exactly like that! Sheepy: Bedi: And how Bedivere became Bedi...Yes, I suppose my name is too difficult to pronounce for most. Arsé-kun: Merlin: A nickname doesn't always mean your name is hard, Bedi. Sheepy: Bedi:...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: A shortening of someone's name is used for familiarity and friendliness. Or something. Sheepy: Bedi: I see... I could never comfortably use nicknames for others... However, having one does not bother me. Sheepy: Bedi: The risk of potentially seemingly overly casual is too great! Arsé-kun: Merlin: But you don't need to be so formal all the time either! Sheepy: Bedi: Hmm...I have to disagree. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Why? Embarrassed of being casual? Sheepy: Bedi: Yes. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Well, that's fine. Your formality is cute anyway~ Sheepy: Bedi: Yes. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Well, that's fine. Your formality is cute anyway~ Sheepy: Bedi: To be such a hopeless, sad man... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Ooooh, I'm Tristan and I'm sad, ooohhh, give me your paypal account Sheepy: Bedi: He never paid off his loans with me...! Sheepy: Bedi: ...Right, I know, I will get a hamburger. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Get two! All this made me hungry again! Sheepy: Bedi: Thinking of Tristan made me come to a decision... Sheepy: *a pink haired man rushes over, pursued by a blond. THE Denny* Arsé-kun: *One of them. One of them is The Denny. the other is an idiot* Sheepy: Pink: Hey hey! I'm your waiter! What do you want? Sheepy: Bedi: I want- Sheepy: Pink: Okay, okay! I believe in you! Go get the thing! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Wait a bit longer, you mongol! Sheepy: Pink: Eh? Arsé-kun: Merlin: At least let the man order first before Denny here gets your ass! Sheepy: Pink: Why? The kitchen is right there. If he goes in the kitchen, the food will be there. Sheepy: Dio: Y-you're a bodyguard! Why are you waiting on customers...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Because he's an idiot. Sup, Denny? You low on drunkards today? Sheepy: Dio: Yeah, unfortunately... I want a drink... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Then go get one. Or is our songplayer not here because he's guarding the booze? Sheepy: Dio: Yeah...'cuz apparently I can't drink booze so early in the day. Sheepy: Dio: Thus guy is supposed to be Orpheus's bodyguard but he keeps trying to wait on people. Arsé-kun: Merlin: So no more drawing dicks on him when he isn't looking?? Sheepy: Dio: Yeah, he got fed up with it. Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's fair. A tad disappointing, but fair. Sheepy: Pink: I'm earning two wages by bodyguarding and waiting! Sheepy: Dio: You're not doing either... Arsé-kun: *every denny's regular's favorite robot finally takes his spot on the stage! Orpheus is here!! And boy does he looks weary despite being an animatronic. That's what he is. Clearly.* Sheepy: Bedi:...? Sheepy: Bedi: It's the fursona. Arsé-kun: Merlin: .... You know what? That's close enough.

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det. AU 17

Sheepy: *the next week!* Arsé-kun: *Arséne is trying to sort out a lot of various papers. He's been getting info all week on what's been going on, because he did not have firsthand experience with most of it and had to ask several others, several times. He did not have as much fun as he was hoping. Anyway, he's so done with this. It's time speak out loud for an extended period.*

Arsé-kun: Arséne: I'm gonna try and keep this short, since this is a hell paper stack and I'm absolutely done with it. Arsé-kun: Arséne: *ahem* Let's start with the bat swarm that everybody most definitely saw (except me). It was not subtle, and there is a small danger of what it actually was being discovered. Fran's grandfather and... Uncle? I guess? Should hopefully have left port by then. Moving on. Arsé-kun: Arséne: While investigating a crime scene, I got attacked with the goal of getting to Harley. I, of course, survived, but the criminal did not. Upon doing research, I learned his name was Aleister Moriarty, a brother to the older James, and apparently very much tied into Harley's personal business. I stopped digging there in case the still-living Moriarty found out. Retired crime lord, but still a crime lord. There may be other criminals involved in this situation, but I will not suggest names yet. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Harley had gone out for the week and should be returning later today. His business. Sheepy: Sherlock: I hope he’s feeling better! Arsé-kun: Arséne: Yes, so do I. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Something about the criminal's personal property has set off several people, all of which were affected by the apparently named "Hidden Potential" or simply had a deep history with the man. It has been placed in a secure place to prevent a repeat event. By "secure" I mean "Hopefully in a hole Nyar hasn't discovered yet". Arsé-kun: Arséne: Now then. The only event I've failed to gain information on is what I'm calling the "Corn on fire" situation, named after the nearly first thing said by the previous Twilight head upon showing up and asking for a fire extinguisher. It was... something, but there seems to be no information anywhere about a farm fire, unless I am looking in the wrong place. Either way, the extinguisher was returned in roughly the same condition. Arsé-kun: Arséne: And final notes- Several people other than the Saint have survived from their time period to ours. More are implied. I am not exactly enjoying the idea of this many immortals, but it could absolutely be worse. Also, I need to look into employment laws for someone to possibly assist Von Zieks with something. That should be it. Sheepy: Sherlock: Employment laws?... Good luck. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Thank you. I will need it. Sheepy: Sherlock: When do you think he'll be back? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I don't know, but hopefully today if he keeps his word. Sheepy: *The door slowly creaks open. Harley trudges inside, his head hanging down. His skin's pale, his hair's a mess, and any energy he used to have is just gone. That motel visit did wonders for him!* Arsé-kun: Arséne: Je-sus christ in hell! *he jumps up to pull Harley in with extremely visible concern* Sheepy: Sherlock: Maybe a motel visit wasn't such a good idea...! Sheepy: Harley: ...I'm back... Arsé-kun: Arséne: You're back. Uh, here, sit down..! I'll get Wilson for you. *he offers Harley his chair. an honor.* Sheepy: Harley:...If I sit down, I'll... Sheepy: Harley: ...I can't. I'm sorry... Arsé-kun: Arséne: You break your ass? Sheepy: Sherlock: *he quietly leaves to get Watson* Sheepy: Harley: No...No. ...Haven't slept. Sheepy: Harley: I can't sit, or I'll fall asleep... I'm sorry... Arsé-kun: Arséne: .... Do, uh. Do you want to talk about it..? Sheepy: Harley: If I sleep, he'll come for me... He's coming for me, Lupin... If he catches me, you...everyone... You'll end up like her...! Sheepy: Harley: Y-you are...You are Lupin, aren't you...?! Arsé-kun: Arséne: Y-yes? Quite so? Would you like me to spout some French? Sheepy: Harley:..... It hurts, doesn't it...? I'm sorry I did this to you. ...B-but if I don't sleep, you won't suffer anymore. So I can't sit. I'm sorry. Arsé-kun: Arséne: *ahem, Phantom accent On* Quelle est donc cette nouvelle folie? ♫ Arsé-kun: Arséne: C’est quoi~~♪ Arsé-kun: Arséne: ce bordel~~~♪♫ Sheepy: Harley:......I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I didn't mean to. I didn't mean to...! Arsé-kun: Arséne: Harley. *he grabs Harley's arms* I've got no idea what you're talking about. Sheepy: Harley: Wh-what? Arsé-kun: Arséne: You haven't been here all week. You haven't done anything. Sheepy: Harley:....Then who killed you? Arsé-kun: Arséne: If I was dead, I don't think I'd be speaking with you without a medium or Tom. Sheepy: Harley: ...No...No...I keep seeing them...they keep talking to me...They want me to suffer with them...! It's all my fault! Arsé-kun: Arséne: ....... Do you need water? Sheepy: Harley: No...No...I haven't needed it...I haven't had it... Arsé-kun: Arséne: Are you sick..? Sheepy: Harley: *blank tired unsteady stare* ...? Arsé-kun: Arséne: .... I'm taking that as a yes. Sheepy: Harley:....I'm sorry....! Sheepy: Harley: If you aren't dead, then why...? Why do you look like that? I did that to you...I must've... I must've...! Arsé-kun: Arséne: Like what...? *brief pause to check himself over* Do I need to shower..? Sheepy: Harley:............Y...You can't... see it? You care so much about your appearance and you don't even notice you're rotting...?! H...Hahahah! I knew you weren't Lupin... I knew it... I'm dreaming again, aren't I...?! No...Lupin wouldn't be so comforting towards someone like me... I just wanna wake up... Arsé-kun: Arséne: According to my absolutely gigantic brain, *He is forcing the snobbiest voice he can manage* You're hallucinating. Feed my ego, dammit. Sheepy: Harley:........ Arsé-kun: Arséne: And then I'll make out with your brother. Is that bastard enough? Sheepy: Harley:...'m not...You're lying...You're lying... You're just him again...Trying to make me lower my guard...Stop lying...You can't have me... You can't! Arsé-kun: Watson: ... *he makes sure to enter where Harley can see him with his cup of ice. Visible Concern Intensifies* May I, then, if he cannot? Sheepy: Harley: Watson... Watson... Arsé-kun: Watson: Welcome back. You look like trash. Sheepy: Harley: I... Sheepy: Harley:.... Arsé-kun: Watson: Here. Take this. *he hands Harley an ice cube. it is very cold. it is wet. it is an ice cube.* Sheepy: Harley: ...Are you trying to poison me? Arsé-kun: Watson: It's an ice cube. You don't need to put it in your mouth. Just hold it. Sheepy: Harley:...It's cold... It's so cold... Arsé-kun: Watson: I sure hope so. It's ice. I just took it from the freezer. Sheepy: Harley: ........ Sheepy: Harley:....... Arsé-kun: *arsene steals an ice cube in the bg* Sheepy: Harley: Watson.... I failed. I'm sorry. I tried... Arsé-kun: Watson: What matters is you did your best. (has no idea what's going on) Sheepy: Harley:....No, I didn't. Sheepy: Harley: I haven't slept for four days. Arsé-kun: Watson: ... As a doctor, that hurts me greatly. Sheepy: Harley: I can't sleep. I can't. Arsé-kun: Watson: Would you like to explain? Sheepy: Harley: When I sleep, he comes for me. That man... Arsé-kun: Watson: And how would you explain that experience..? From "unpleasant" to "let me leave this planet" Sheepy: Harley: Uh...Uh... Sheepy: Harley:....10. Arsé-kun: Watson: .... I see. Arsé-kun: Watson: This leads to a problem. You badly need rest, but we don't want to risk anything. Sheepy: Harley: I'm sorry. Arsé-kun: Watson: Apology accepted. Sheepy: Harley:...I don't know what to do. Arsé-kun: Watson: I'm not sure either... ..... *after a few moments of thought, he turns to Sherlock* Where's the squid? I have several questions for him. Sheepy: Sherlock: In the fridge? Sheepy: Sherlock:.Hey, wait. We don't have any squid, do we? Sheepy: Sherlock: It looks like it'd be nasty... Arsé-kun: Watson: The one that lives with Saint. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh. Arsé-kun: Watson: The one most definitely capable of this. Sheepy: Nyar: Yes, yes, what's up? Arsé-kun: Watson: Good afternoon, dearie, *threatening tone* do you have anything to do with my charge's situation? Sheepy: Nyar: Perhaps indirectly, but not directly. Arsé-kun: Watson: "Had a hand in it previously" indirectly, or "Related to me but I didn't do anything" indirectly? This affects what I do next. Sheepy: Nyar: Technically, in the end, this is totally 100% caused by my actions. If I hadn't temporarily traded away most of my power, nobody could steal it. Sheepy: Nyar: However! I didn't do anything. Sheepy: Nyar: In actuality, I'm the victim here so you should feel bad for me. Arsé-kun: Watson:... More useful than usual. Thank you. Do you have any advice to deal with this, or are you only good at the "cause" side? Sheepy: Nyar: I don't create messes just to clean them. Arsé-kun: Watson: Right, you make a mess to clean a different mess, and then leave others to deal with the end result. Sheepy: Nyar: Duh. Arsé-kun: Watson: Either way, thank you. You've been a help. Sheepy: Nyar: Gosh, someome finally thanks me on this house! Sheepy: Harley:.......So those images I've been seeing... Arsé-kun: Watson: Unless you've very suddenly become a medium for a sadistic clairvoyant ghost, they're most likely false. Sheepy: Harley: That might not necessarily be intentional, but rather... Maybe it's an aspect of Nyarlathotep that can't be detached from his abilities. ...Ah, I can't believe I'm thinking about this horrible sci-fi nonsense... Arsé-kun: Arséne: Tell me about it. *he steals another ice cube* I hate this, but here we are. Sheepy: Harley: So maybe he isn't fully capable of using it to his own personalized use because it's not his to begin with. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Are we going off the "stolen powers" presumption? heepy: Harley: Nyar, what were you capable of before you lost your power? Sheepy: Nyar: You might be wondering how capable someone as cool and handsome as me...No, I'm not really in the mood for this. Sheepy: Nyar: Listen, there's so much on that list that I can't give you a good answer. What I can say is that I was great at driving people mad through both their dreams and hallucinations, just like you're dealing with. Sheepy: Nyar: I don't necessarily know who stole it but I know Aleister. Arsé-kun: Watson: Go on. Sheepy: Nyar: His research was a great interest of mine, I guess. My dad thought if was useful, obviously, for making the perfect soldier. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Hold on. Is he where the hidden potential actually came from? Sheepy: Nyar: Yeah. Sheepy: Nyar: That's not my work. It's too messy. I can do that myself without the use of such things. Arsé-kun: Watson: No wonder Helsing had such an adverse reaction, then.. Sheepy: Nyar: Yeah, I'm guessing the intended target is Harley. Arsé-kun: Arséne: So who do we recruit to deal with this better than we can? Sheepy is not an option unless absolutely necessary. Sheepy: Nyar: It's strange... Generally, the hidden potential gives the one afflicted incredible strength and speed, but...Oh, lemme think. Sheepy: Nyar: Randy. Dad, I guess. Arsé-kun: Arséne: The Saint deals with you constantly, he might know something.. Sheepy: Nyar: Oh yeah, him too Arsé-kun: *Saint-G, missing the door and going straight through the wall because he wasn't paying attention in the background,* Sheepy: Nyar: Saint, do you havd any ideas? Arsé-kun: Germain: Only bad ones. Sheepy: Nyar: Great, that doesn't help. Arsé-kun: Germain: It's your dreams, stab them until they leave. I don't know. This isn't something we're usually able to combat. Sheepy: Harley:...Eventually I need to sleep. Arsé-kun: Germain: Sic Randolph on it. If he can't do it, good luck. Sheepy: Harley: He can help...? Arsé-kun: Germain: He's escaped Nyar before, in his own territory, so perhaps? But given the situation, maybe not.. Sheepy: Harley: I see. Arsé-kun: Germain: Were this a physical thing, it would be much more doable. Sheepy: Harley: I'm sorry. Arsé-kun: Germain: Don't apologize. You did not cause this. Sheepy: Harley:.......No, I did. Arsé-kun: Germain: .... Okay, you didn't personally invite someone with eldritch powers into your skull. Sheepy: Harley: But I made it worse...I've barely eaten and I've had little water these past few days because I...Everything's awful. Sheepy: Nyar: Man...I wanna do this to someone again. Sheepy: Harley: I just don't understand how he survived a fatal shot like that. Sheepy: Nyar:...? ....He's a vampire. Arsé-kun: Arséne: You've got to be kidding. Brain splatters on the street don't kill them? Sheepy: Nyar: No, of course not. Eh, at least, I guess it'd depend on how much of a vampire they are. I don't know much about such things. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Eugh. *dislike* Sheepy: Nyar: Sheesh, you really are squeamish. Arsé-kun: Arséne: How does that even work...? Do they have a second brain we don't know about? Sheepy: Nyar: ........ Sheepy: Nyar: I dunno. Sheepy: Nyar: Does that matter? Arsé-kun: Arséne: A little bit! How are you supposed to take such an obvious threat down when you don't know what does and doesn't work?? Sheepy: Nyar: Ask Delly. Arsé-kun: *Arséne looks miffed, but accepts this* Sheepy: Nyar: He should know! Sheepy: Nyar: Or, like, I could sic Nodens on him. Sheepy: Nyar: Or- ...Yeugh, I can't even say that name! Man, I hate him! Sheepy: Nyar: Fine, I'll go call Nodens. Arsé-kun: Watson: That would be appreciated. Sheepy: Nyar: *he calls up Phil* Hey, can you hunt someone down for me? ...Eh? What's that noise- why are you preparing your spear before finding out who it is...? ...Nonono, not me!!! Uh, so basically - *he explains the situation* -and so you seem like the best choice for fixing this. Arsé-kun: Germain: Prepare your ass, Nyar, it's going to be shot at you regardless. Sheepy: Nyar:...He agreed to it if he can hunt me down once the issue is solved... Arsé-kun: Germain: He can certainly try. Sheepy: Nyar: Right...something to look forward to...! Arsé-kun: Germain: Ten spears straight in your chest. How exciting. Sheepy: Nyar: Haha... Arsé-kun: Randy: It's Nyar season? Already? Shall I get my infantry rifle?? Sheepy: Nyar: No! Arsé-kun: Randy: No? You don't want to speak academic essays about philosophy at me? Sheepy: Nyar: I will when I'm feeling better! Sheesh, you humans really are picky. Arsé-kun: Germain: You love it, though. Sheepy: Nyar:....Maybe I do. Sheepy: Nyar: Get prepared for one after this mess is cleaned up! Arsé-kun: Randy: Well... Now I'm afraid to ask. Wh.. What mess now? Sheepy: Nyar: My power got stolen so that some wrinkly old man could harass Harley in his dreams. Arsé-kun: Randy: Oooh.. Should I try to interrupt it? I feel like I can. Sheepy: Nyar: You could try. Sheepy: Harley: If you can do anything...I just really want to sleep... Arsé-kun: Randy: I'll give it a shot. I know how that feels- It's awful. Sheepy: Nyar: Aww. Sheepy: Harley: Thank you... Sheepy: Harley: I think I'm going to sleep soon. Arsé-kun: Randy: *uwu)b* Sheepy: *Harley goes to lie down and sleep on the sofa* Arsé-kun: *Randy gets himself a few books and settles himself on the floor. guard engaged* Arsé-kun: *Harley finally gets some goddamn sleep! Good for him! Everyone else is questionable, we didn't check, don't ask me questions. Good morning, sluts* Sheepy: Sherlock: Good morning! Arsé-kun: Arséne: Bonjour! Sheepy: Sherlock: I watched a documentary on birds last night. Sheepy: Sherlock: Did you know that woodpeckers have tongues in their brain sockets? Or something. Sheepy: Sherlock: Would they be capable of discovering how many licks it takes to get to the center of a tootsie pop if they wrapped their tongue around it? Is it still considered a lick? Arsé-kun: Arséne: By definition, I don't think so. Sheepy: Sherlock: What are the plans today? Arsé-kun: Arséne: See if there are any jobs that are at least slightly normal. Sheepy: Sherlock: Good idea. Sheepy: Sherlock: I'll keep an eye out! Arsé-kun: Arséne: Please do. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I think I'm going to go systematically insane if I don't do something soon. Sheepy: Sherlock: Hmm.. Sheepy: Sherlock: What about the case Harley was investigating? Arsé-kun: Arséne: That's his case. He needs something to focus on, I guess. Sheepy: Sherlock: Well, alright. Sheepy: Sherlock: I'll keep thinking! Arsé-kun: Arséne: Please do. It'd be terrible if you stopped. Sheepy: Sherlock: Why? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Why...? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Because you wouldn't be thinking, and that leads to something woefully unthought out? Sheepy: Sherlock: Makes sense. Sheepy: Harley:...You two are so loud. Arsé-kun: Arséne: My apologies. Did you sleep well? Sheepy: Harley: Yes. Thank you. Sheepy: Harley: But.... Sheepy: Harley: There's something wrong. ...I think. I'm not sure. Sheepy: Harley: With Randolph. Sheepy: Harley: I'm sorry. Sheepy: Harley: If I give him what he wants, he'll go away. But so will I. ...I'm selfish - I don't want this. .My selfishness is getting people hurt. Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he sighs, and gives himself a moment to prepare himself* What is it. Sheepy: Harley: I just said that I didn't know...! Sheepy: Harley: Just go look at him. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Fine. Fiiine. *he gets up, takes one of the big fancy knives Impey uses often, and exits scene. He's not taking risks today* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 3 Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 9 Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 19 Arsé-kun: *A crash and a scream from the other room. There are absolutely zero doubts that it's Arséne, who hastily reappears in the kitchen without the knife and with blood on his shirt. He is not happy in any way, shape, or form.* Arsé-kun: Arséne: i AM NOT TOUCHING THAT Sheepy: Sherlock: What is it? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Think of an octopus crossbred with a starfish. Make it transparent. Except where it isn't because I am half sure it was filling with blood like a tick. I hate this. Sheepy: Sherlock: What do we do? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I stabbed it if that helps. Sheepy: Sherlock: Hmmm. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... Harley, be a dear and cover your ears for a moment. *he exits scene again, jamming a hand into his pocket. That pocket can store the titanic and it's whole crew. guy pants pockets are amazing* Sheepy: *Harley covers his ears* Arsé-kun: *Several gunshots later, Arséne proudly returns with Harley's gun, still smoking, and Randy in his arms. Randy is not happy. How is Arséne carrying both? Easy. He's holding the handle of the gun with his mouth. next question.* Sheepy: Harley: ...You're getting spit on it...Okay, you can keep it. My gift to you. Arsé-kun: Arséne: 'rry. Sheepy: Harley: Should I get Watson? Arsé-kun: Arséne: uh-huuurh. Sheepy: *Harley goes and gets Watson* Arsé-kun: *Watson enters scene looking about as alert as you'd expect. help him. he sees Arséne. he sees Randy. he sees the gun in arsenes mouth. he no longer wants to know.* Sheepy: Harley: Uh, I'm sorry. Arsé-kun: Watson: Unless you caused that wound, do not apologize to me. Sheepy: Harley: No, I didn't. Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he puts Randy down in a chair and takes the gun out of his mouth* I shot an eldritch thing. No doing whatever that was in! My! House! Sheepy: Harley: It was a leech... Right? Arsé-kun: *Randy bitterly laughs. That's your answer* Sheepy: Harley:...No, too simple. I'm sorry, Randolph. Arsé-kun: Randy: It's fine. I accepted taking the damages last night. At least it didn't lead to arson this time. Sheepy: Harley: Arson? Sheepy: Sherlock: Arsene wasn't affected! Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he feels powerful. fuck that thing. fuck it! get shot bitch* Arsé-kun: Randy: No, no. *deep breath* Arson. Fires. Sheepy: Harley: Right. Arsé-kun: Randy: And that-- ow.. *he flinches from alcohol swab on wound. ouchie.* --Was probably not supposed to happen, but because I was there... Arsé-kun: Randy: ... But it also drove off someone who absolutely did not know what they were doing. Amateur... Sheepy: Harley: Thank you. Sheepy: Harley: It's the first restful sleep I've had in a while. Sheepy: Harley: But...I can't let you get involved again if you'll get hurt from it. Arsé-kun: Randy: damn this mortal coil for being so fragile. Sheepy: Harley: I'm sorry... Arsé-kun: Randy: You're not in charge of the mortal coil..! Sheepy: Harley:...? Arsé-kun: Arséne: You didn't cause this. Shush. Sheepy: Harley:...Right. Arsé-kun: *Someone has taken it upon themselves to dispose of the ... thing. Door opening, dragging, door opening again? Did they open it first for disposal? Why would you put that thing outside?? what* Sheepy: Harley: What was that? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Disposal? Sheepy: Harley: Saint-Germain is quick... Arsé-kun: Germain: *on the other side of the room* what Sheepy: Harley:...Not you? Arsé-kun: Germain: Certainly not. At least I'd drain the Shambler before dragging it. That's going to leave a permanent stain on the carpets. Arsé-kun: *arsene looks salty* Sheepy: Harley:....I wonder who it was... Sheepy: Sheepy: Do garbagemen usually wear full armor and carry a sword? Arsé-kun: Randy: Only if his name is Nodens. Sheepy: Sheepy: No, I've never seen this guy before...He took the ugly thing and left. Arsé-kun: Randy: Maybe hired by Nodens..? Sheepy: Sheepy: Eh, maybe... Sheepy: Sheepy: Who knows. Arsé-kun: Arséne: We'll have to look into it. Later. Sheepy: Sheepy: There's your "totally normal case". Arsé-kun: Arséne: Absolutely not. Sheepy: Sheepy: You're so picky... Arsé-kun: *They're not following it (yet), but will We?* Sheepy: *? is carrying ?? under his arm while dragging the squid. There's a trail of blood behind him...* Sheepy: ?: Hungry... ... ... They probably had food... Maybe I should go back and eat it... Arsé-kun: ??: *thick accent of some kind, muffled complaint, cough, insult, cough. save them* Sheepy: ?: I'll get food for you too.... Hungry... ... Sheepy: ?: *he sniffs at the air* ...Found food. It's close...Over here. Sheepy: ?: *he pats a nearby wall before...Kicking open the bar door!* Arsé-kun: Merlin: *JHABFAJFAHNNGN* *he dropped what he was holding, rip* Someone here this early in the morning..?? Sheepy: ?: Food....... Arsé-kun: Merlin: *proceeds to drop his jaw also* S.. Sir Griflet?!???? Sheepy: Grif: What? What is it? ...Oh, you're here. Sheepy: Grif: ...Hungry... Arsé-kun: Merlin: right, hhhhhold on just a moment..!! *he rushes out of the room* Arsé-kun: *Merlin returns with edibles Very Quickly. Edibles as in food. Not drugs. You don't eat drugs in most cases and that would not help here* Sheepy: Grif:.... Sheepy: Grif:......*headtilt*............. Sheepy: Grif: *he dumps ?? in a nearby seat, tosses the squid aside, and starts eating the food with his hands. Grif you just touched a bloodied up squid monster. Nasty* Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... And Sir Kay, too... Where have you been..? Sheepy: Grif: Oh. Sheepy: Grif: On the brink of death. Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's how, not where. Sheepy: Grif: ? Sheepy: Grif: Kay. You tell him. Arsé-kun: *Kay's response is incomprehensible Old English, several insults, coughing, and generally having no idea how to answer* Sheepy: Grif: Eh. Fine. Time traveling here. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Time travel..! How?? None of us three can do that, nor can we together! Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... And you're speaking perfect modern english, too! Sheepy: Grif: Would you let that stop you if your client needed you over a thousand years in the future? Hah! Don't give up so easily. Arsé-kun: *Merlin just stares* Sheepy: Grif: Never give up. If you put your mind to something, you can accomplish it. Sheepy: Grif: For example: Sir Lancelot puts me on the brink of death. However, I decide that I would not die there. So of course I lived! Simple. Arsé-kun: *Implied Kay insult* Sheepy: Grif: Hah. Arsé-kun: *fou is eating cereal off the floor. thank you fou* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Can somebody please come downstairs and prove I'm not going bonkers finally?? Sheepy: Myrrdin: What's up-- What!? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Okay, great, you see them too, right?! Sheepy: Myrrdin: How are they here- how are they still alive?! Sheepy: Grif: I smelled food. Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's what I wanted to know!! We can't even achieve time travel but here they are!! Sheepy: Grif: This isn not the first time for me. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Travelling one second per second isn't time travel! Sheepy: Grif:? No... Sheepy: Grif: If your client needs you in the future, you time travel. Sheepy: Myrrdin: No.. Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's what I said! Sheepy: Grif: ...!! So you just let them suffer?! Hah! Try harder to help innocents or I'll tear you to shreds! Sheepy: Grif: You can have the gift. Sheepy: Myrrdin:...G...Gift? I don't want it. Sheepy: Grif: It's wrong to say no to gifts. Arsé-kun: *More Kay insults amid coughing. something along the lines of "are you a pussy bitch, dumbass?" but like. middle english.* Sheepy: Myrrdin: You sound like you're sick. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. He got infected wifh the time travel disease. Sheepy: Myrrdin:...How do you know what diseases are? Arsé-kun: Merlin: He just said he's done this before. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Yeah, but he's like he's living under a rock for almost everything in my experience...Ask him to get one herb for you, and you know what you get? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Cattails and a shark. Sheepy: Myrrdin: A basil-isk. Arsé-kun: *Merlin snorts* Sheepy: Grif: Worry not. Sheepy: Grif: As I do more quests I evolve my senses to excel for the purpose of questing. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Somehow? He's almost harder to understand now. Sheepy: Grif: Simply, if I put on my Quest Vision buff, I can see your intentions. Arsé-kun: Merlin: he speaks in video game.... Sheepy: Myrrdin: H-how do you know what a video game is? Sheepy: Grif: What is a video game? Arsé-kun: Merlin: the thing the word "buff" comes from in this context! Sheepy: Grif:....I see. My dad taught me it... Sheepy: Grif:...Yes, he said he had important information in the future, and in the future he gave me an explanation for some things. However, he left soon afterwards. Sheepy: Grif: Yes, yes, he gave me a quest. Sheepy: Grif: "Play a real Shin Megoomi Tensay Game". Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's.... Unlikely to actually be a quest.... I guess it's the title? Sheepy: Grif: I could ask him for more details but I am sure he is busy. Sheepy: *In the background, a white peacock eats cereal off the floor.* Arsé-kun: *Fou shares* Sheepy: Myrrdin: Hey, there's a huge conundrum here. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Is it that we're dealing with this? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Sir Lancelot killed Sir Griflet, so...If they meet up again, Sir Lancelot will probably panic... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Well, obviously not since Grif's here! Sheepy: Grif: I simply decided that I would not die. Sheepy: Grif: Many types of lizards drop their tail when threatened. Sheepy: Grif: Dragons do not. Arsé-kun: Fou: Fou fou! Fooou! Sheepy: Grif: Instead, we just...Ah... Sheepy: Grif:......They haven't grown in yet. So I just imitated a snake and played dead. Sheepy: Grif: Anyway, can you teach Kay modern English? Sheepy: Grif: We have difficulty speaking now. Sad. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Maybe if we cheat..? But if I bite my tongue it might end badly.. Sheepy: Grif: I can ask Dad instead but I try not to rely on him. Sheepy: Grif: So you should do it. Sheepy: Grif: You can have the gift in exchange. Arsé-kun: Merlin: *he looks at Myrrdin* Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... I don't really want to. What if I get whatever he's got? Sheepy: Grif: Fine. Sheepy: Grif: Learn it yourself, Kay. Arsé-kun: *Kay complains* Arsé-kun: Merlin: .... *lightbulb emoji, flower petals erupt, Kay sneezes* I got it, hold on, I need an oven mitt and a mighty need to slap someone. Arsé-kun: *Merlin gets the mitt after going behind the bar and stepping over Meril, leaving him alone for once. Shockingly. Merlin proceeds to do magic. This is risky, as he tends to mess up long spells. In the end, he succeeded in enchanting this oven mitt, but also blew something up in his face.* Arsé-kun: Merlin: .... Good enough! Arsé-kun: *he returns to the group after cleaning himself off, equipped with the oven mitt and a big "I'm up to no good" grin* Arsé-kun: Merlin: I dub thee the mitten of language, and *approaching Kay* thou as the first hit! *and proceeds to smack Kay with the magical oven mitt!* Arsé-kun: *Kay is too stunned to do anything for a moment..* Arsé-kun: Kay: .... wHat the FUCK is wrong with you, you old tasteless coot--- ?!??? Arsé-kun: *Merlin does a perfect idol-like victory pose, before the mitt blows up on him again. Cartoony ash-face fx here.* Sheepy: Grif: There. Now you can speak modern English. Good. Arsé-kun: Kay: I don't even know half the words coming out of my mouth, and why do I sound so different?! Old coot, what did you fuck u-*cough, cough* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: You'll get better. Arsé-kun: Kay: Not that! Arsé-kun: Kay: And f-- *spots fou* Y O U Sheepy: Grif: It's fluffy and soft looking. Sheepy: Grif: ......... Arsé-kun: Fou: *looks up at Grif* Fou! Fou fou fou!! Arsé-kun: *Fou trots up to Grif and rubs against him. Fou is calling dibs on this man* Sheepy: Grif: Can I pet you? Arsé-kun: Fou: Fou! :3 Sheepy: *Grif pets Fou!* Arsé-kun: *Fou ignores the Murderous Glare he's getting from Kay in favor of AW YEA PETS* Sheepy: Bedi: There's customers so early.....Meril's not even up yet....--!? Arsé-kun: Kay: Well, sard me with gadzook's and hang me up to dry! Look who we got here! Sheepy: Grif: Sword? Hmmm, but......No, the weather isn't right. Wait for a hotter day. Okay? Sheepy: Bedi: Kay...!? Arsé-kun: Kay: I expect this from the shite wizards, but you?? How are you here? Sheepy: Bedi: Until I have become the perfect knight for my King, I cannot allow even death to stop me. Sheepy: Grif: An impossible quest with a dead client... Arsé-kun: Kay: Wh... Sheepy: Bedi: In my King's final moments, I committed the gravest sin any knight could. I cannot say I even deserve such a title... To risk my King's eternal rest for my own selfish desires... To lie to him in his dying moments... Such cruelty can never be forgiven. Arsé-kun: Kay: ..... Bedivere, who gives a shit? I lied to his face all the time. Dumb farter. Sheepy: Bedi: But those lies... They don't compare... Arsé-kun: Kay: Stop being such a stick up the ass. Have a drink, sit back, shut the absolute fuck of your mouth. Arsé-kun: Kay: And booze me. Sheepy: Bedi: ...I'm sorry, I was answering your question to my greatest ability, but I suppose it's not an endearing answer... Sheepy: Myrrdin: Our bartender is sleeping on the floor behind the bar. Arsé-kun: Kay: Well, tell Antlers to come shine my shoes and get me a drink. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Antlers.....He shedded those and he's moody about it. Arsé-kun: Kay: Dammit! I wanted to hang things on those. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Me too! Arsé-kun: *Merlin cocks the peacock like a shotgun and aims it behind the bar. hehe. cock. 10/10 maturity here* Sheepy: *There's a loud honking noise from the peacock, followed by Meril screaming.* Sheepy: Meril: Why!? Sheepy: Grif: His waking call........... He read somewhere that roosters do that, so he started doing it. Arsé-kun: *Kay busts out laughing. Most of it is spent coughing, but still.* Sheepy: Bedi: He's not a chicken.......... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Advanced chicken! Sheepy: Bedi: Really? Does he taste like chicken? Arsé-kun: Merlin: How should I know? Grif would maim me if I tried. Sheepy: Grif: You would certainly die. Arsé-kun: Merlin: And that's the tea. Sheepy: Meril: You're awful! Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's not new. What, no yells of shock or pointing? Nothing? Sheepy: Meril: What is that thing in my face?! Sheepy: Grif: It's Elyan. He's my friend. Arsé-kun: Merlin: It's a 'cock. Sheepy: Grif: If you cry, he will absorb your tears and grow stronger from your pain. Arsé-kun: Kay: Where's your antlers, bitch? You naked? Naked like a baby? Sheepy: Meril: Gh...! Sheepy: Meril: I was cursed, okay? Sheepy: Meril: My nubs are finally growing in though. And I'll ram you first...! Arsé-kun: Kay: With what?? Sheepy: Meril: My antlers when they grow back in. Arsé-kun: Kay: What'll that take, another hundred years? Sheepy: Grif: Mine haven't started... Sheepy: Meril: Oh, shut up! Sheepy: Meril:.... Sheepy: Meril: Hey, hey, hey, wait a moment! How did you get here?! Sheepy: Grif: Feet. Sheepy: Grif: One. Two. One. Two. One... Arsé-kun: Kay: Magic bullshittery I don't know the word of. Portal? Is that the word? Sheepy: Meril:...Eh? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Would you believe Grif accessed time travel before us?? And this isn't his first time??? Sheepy: Meril: What?! Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's what I  s a i d!! Sheepy: Grif: You shouldn't do it yourself. Sheepy: Grif: They don't like it when you do. Sheepy: Grif: They will find you if you anger them. Perhaps the present is more attractive to you than the future. Sheepy: Grif: ... Sheepy: Myrrdin: That's great, buddy. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Sick, I don't know what that means. I'm getting new breakfast. Sheepy: Grif: Tindalosi fhtagn l'imas nga l'toklan c-ultoth...! Arsé-kun: Kay: Just like that, I no longer want to hear words. Sheepy: Bedi: ...Th-that made my skin crawl... Sheepy: Grif:....... Sheepy: Myrrdin: I learned so much from that. I feel informed. Arsé-kun: *Kay finally gets up and beelines to the booze. Raging alcoholic achieves alcohol.* Sheepy: Meril: Hey, hey... My alcohol...No, I understand after hearing that. Arsé-kun: Kay: I've been dealing with that all week. I need this for me. Please understand. Sheepy: Meril: I get it. Sheepy: Grif: You understand. Yes? You understand. You have been warned. Sheepy: Grif: Don't dabble in such forbidden things. Arsé-kun: Merlin: The time traveler is telling us not to dabble in something he did more than once. Aight. Sheepy: Grif: My dad gave me permission. Sheepy: Bedi: ...? Your dad seemed a little strange personality wise but otherwise normal... I can't see him being allowed to make such decisions... Arsé-kun: Merlin: *putting his cereal DOWN first thing time.* ... The dragon?? Sheepy: Grif: No. Sheepy: Grif: That's my other dad. I have two. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Medieval m-preg? Arsé-kun: *merlin is marked for death* Sheepy: Bedi: Wh-what... I don't like the sound of that. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Well, if there's no mom, someone had to do it! Sheepy: Bedi: But I met his mom...She ran away one day according to my parents and never came back, fearfully murmuring about her son being a demon... Sheepy: Grif: Oh. No. She's adoptive, I think. My other dad could reproduce asexually if he pleased like my great grandfather probably. I have never asked. It's not complicated. Sheepy: Grif: She probably isn't a part of the process. Arsé-kun: Kay: Who cares about who shagged who to make Grif?? *he returns. booze was had.* It's Griflet. Sheepy: Bedi: I'm moreso wondering who can decide on time travel rights... Sheepy: Grif: My dad is Yog-Sothoth. Why? Arsé-kun: *Merlin promptly chokes on his Unlucky Charms.* Sheepy: Bedi: I, uh... Don't know who that is. Have I met him before? Sheepy: Grif: He's my dad. Sheepy: Grif: He's nice. Sheepy: Grif: I love him a lot. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Y-you're joking, right? You have to be joking...! Arsé-kun: Kay: You think this bitch can tell a joke? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Let me dream that this one thing is a joke...How did he not end up an awful abomination...?! Arsé-kun: Fou: fou ex Sheepy: Grif: When you make a child sometimes you work hard on every detail and sometimes you click random. Sheepy: Grif: I have many siblings on one side who are just "random". Arsé-kun: Merlin: Most people do not have the ABILITY to not press random, Grif! Sheepy: Grif: I have many siblings on my other side who are just "dragon". Sheepy: Grif: They should work harder at that ability. Sheepy: Grif: Because otherwise you get many legs. Hairy legs. Bald legs. Legs. Legs. Legs legs legs legs Sheepy: Grif: Very important. Sheepy: Grif: I decided the look of my son but never got to see him. How did he look? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Like you, but a twink. Sheepy: Grif: Like me... That brings me joy... Arsé-kun: Kay: the hell is a twink Sheepy: Grif: I know not...But more importantly...Like me, Kay...! Arsé-kun: Kay: Yes, I heard. Great. More dumbasses. Sheepy: Grif: No. No! Arsé-kun: Kay: No? *he finally takes a lone fruit from the selection Grif was given and obliterated.* Sheepy: Grif: He's not stupid, I'm sure. And nor am I. Sheepy: Bedi: No, the word I think works best here is socially oblivious.. Sheepy: Grif:.... Arsé-kun: *momentary pause to see Harley, Sherlock, and Arséne looking for someone's lost pet. Harley is in the lead with Knowing how to do this. it's a good day to be harley. ok anyway* Sheepy: Grif:.....? Sheepy: Grif: Dragons don't follow the same social rules... Sheepy: Grif: They steal princesses away from unhappy situations like my dad. And then knights come and kill them for no reason before bringing the princesses back to their unhappy situations. But books always praise the knights for this. Sheepy: Grif: You see? A very different opinion on justice. Our social rules vary just as much. Arsé-kun: Merlin: It's just a miscommunication. Sheepy: Grif: Miscommunication... Ah, I guess humans don't understand dragons telling them that they're actually in the right... Sheepy: Grif: Actually... I watched Sir Lancelot slaughter two of my siblings when he was off doing some quest... I just happened to be in the area, but getting in between him and his sword seemed like a frightening prospect... Arsé-kun: Kay: Getting in his way is a frightening prospect, end of sentence. I had to see how you looked after that. Sheepy: Grif: Hah. ...........It stung, just a bit. Arsé-kun: Kay: Gee, wonder why. It's not like your idol beat your head in or something. Sheepy: Grif: Emotionally......it hurt more than physically. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Too bad you can't let him know that now, huh? Arsé-kun: Merlin: :3c Sheepy: Bedi: ...? But he can... Arsé-kun: Merlin: He can, but not NOW. Sheepy: Bedi: Because Sir Lancelot doesn't have a phone number, I'd assume..... Arsé-kun: Merlin: If you think we three legendary magus can't think of a way to do a basic contact to a single person... Sheepy: Myrrdin: You think he has a Twitter or Facebook? Arsé-kun: Merlin: He's a loser, so probably a Tumblr. Sheepy: Myrrdin: What would his username be..... Sheepy: Bedi: ? Arsé-kun: Merlin: To find a loser, we need to think like a loser. Sheepy: Bedi: He never told you....... Arsé-kun: Merlin: He told you?? Sheepy: Bedi: Yes. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Can you... Tell us?? Sheepy: Bedi: ........ Sheepy: Myrrdin: You wrote it down. Didn't you? Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Right? Sheepy: Bedi: Um.... Sheepy: Bedi: *he's fidgeting anxiously...* Sheepy: Myrrdin: If we check his history, it should be there still... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Gimme ya phone Sheepy: *Bedi gives Merlin his phone* Arsé-kun: *Merlin is greeted with a billion tabs.* Sheepy: Myrrdin: Geez......Do you close your tabs ever? Sheepy: Bedi: ........Close? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Good lord. Sheepy: Bedi: I can close them...? I see... I accidentally create them and then I use them because I feel bad for them, not having an identity... Sheepy: Bedi: I apologize... Sheepy: Myrrdin: We could've just shown you how to close them... This is awful. Sheepy: Myrrdin: So if we go all the way to the bottom, it should be there somewhere. Right? Sheepy: Grif: *his pupils have gone big at the sight of the phone...* ...Shiny... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Should be the newest tab.. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Right. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Is that it? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Let's find out! *he opens the tab. several pictures of swords load. yeeeeeep. has the right aesthetic.* Sheepy: Myrrdin:...Sheesh, what a nerd. Sheepy: Bedi: He likes swords. Sheepy: Bedi: Hmm...But if he and Queen Guinevere show up...It'll feel closer to a Round Table meeting... Of course, the King will be missing... Sheepy: Grif:...Queen Guinevere... ... I like her... Her dress when I met her was green and shiny. I like green. Very nice... Sheepy: Grif: It's tart... My favorite apple. Arsé-kun: Kay: I haven't known this language long enough to keep track of what you just said. Sheepy: Grif: One time she smiled at me. It made me happy... But it was clear she was unhappy usually even though she smiled often. My wings hadn't grown in yet so I patiently waited until I could follow my Dad's example. But they haven't grown in yet. Too bad. Sir Lancelot would have cut me up like he did to my siblings anyway...Scary... Sheepy: Myrrdin: Have you sent him a message yet? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Nope, I'm looking at his nerdism. I think he typed an essay about how this dagger is illegal in several countries for fun. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I'm glad he's having fun. Sheepy: Grif: Sir Lancelot is like the hero who defeats the dragon...But he too saves the princess from misery...The best of both worlds... He really is the coolest... Arsé-kun: Merlin: lol wot u gay :P Sheepy: Grif:? Arsé-kun: *Merlin dabs and then starts closing some fuckin tabs. aka all of them. mass close. the phone's ram is FREE.* Sheepy: Myrrdin: Finally! Arsé-kun: *Merlin returns Bedi's phone, takes out his OWN in it's cute bunny phone case and sends Lance a message.* Sheepy: Grif: I want to fight Sir Lancelot again to see just how much stronger he's gotten...Ah, but my wounds from our last fight haven't fully healed, have they... Sheepy: Grif: Bunny... Arsé-kun: Merlin: We'll look at those wounds. We've gotten better at healing, of course, so it shouldn't be a problem! Just don't strip here OR now! Sheepy: Grif: Why? Sheepy: Grif: Everyone here has seen me without a shirt. Sheepy: Bedi: You can't strip in front of- Sheepy: Grif: *he swaps to his Casual (Modern) outfit from the menu and then begins taking off his shirt* Sheepy: Bedi: Grif, no! Arsé-kun: *Fou turns and stares at Myrrdin* Sheepy: Grif: *he opens his menu once more to check his Status* Arsé-kun: Kay: Stop doing that! That thing you're doing! That gives me a hell of a headache! Sheepy: Grif: I am currently at 1032/10502 HP and my Status is Normal. Sheepy: Bedi: Wh-what is he doing? Arsé-kun: Merlin: You know what? I've got no idea, but it still looks like a game menu. Sheepy: Myrrdin: ...Maybe we've been in a video game all along? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Don't do that! Sheepy: Myrrdin: ...Haha, I'm kidding! If we were, I'd be one of the ikemen to date... But my type is blondes... Sheepy: Grif: No, we're..... Sheepy: *Grif opens up the relationship tab* ... 0.5 hearts out of ten. Okay? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Daaaamn, y'all gotta work on that, huh?! Sheepy: Myrrdin: Why am I so low...? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Sheesh, though...I never would've expected that from Kay and you. Arsé-kun: Kay: You gotta problem with it?? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Well, you guys always are fighting.. Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah? Sheepy: Myrrdin: So I assumed you two hated each other? Arsé-kun: Kay: I absolutely want to strangle him. I want to hit him with my sword. I want to throw him into the ocean. But I won't. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Bond Lvl 10 and you still want to kill him... Arsé-kun: Kay: Gonna kick his ass. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Yeah... Sheepy: Grif: ? Arsé-kun: Kay: :) Sheepy: Grif: What? Arsé-kun: Kay: This is the reason why I'm gonna kick you! You never catch onto anything I'm saying! Sheepy: Grif: Ah. I see. What are you saying? Sheepy: Grif: That you want to fight? Arsé-kun: Kay: Grif, how am I supposed to keep up with all your nonsense when you don't keep up with mine? Sheepy: Grif: Ah...you're right. Arsé-kun: *Merlin wisely keeps out of this one. Instead, he's scrolling through Lance's weapon blog. what a nerd.* Arsé-kun: *Fou has snagged Bedi's phone and is playing a game on it. He's tapping the screen with his little paws. so cute* Arsé-kun: *... And Kay goes to get more booze after he stops having a coughing fit.* Sheepy: Bedi: Have you contacted him? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yeah, I send a message. Sheepy: Bedi: So now we wait.. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Yep. Perfect grammar. Sheepy: Myrrdin: You send the message... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Now we waita. I senda the calzone into space. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I don'ta paya the taxes. Arsé-kun: Fou: Fooooooooooou! Arsé-kun: *visible kay confusion. memes do not make sense to a medieval man* Sheepy: Grif: Ah. Space. Sheepy: Grif: My dad lives somewhere near there. Arsé-kun: Merlin: The final frontier. *whistles the star trek theme* Sheepy: Grif: I did not inherit his looks. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Yeah, I noticed.. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Damn, good thing you didn't! You'd be all balls and- *i dont have an ending for this joke, so fou slaps him* Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh! *he looks down at his phone, which then beeps. message prediction on point. by one second.* Sheepy: Grif: Soon...He will arrive. Yes? Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's the gist of it, yep. And he's bringing his hot wife. Sheepy: Grif: I must bring up my conversation guide for...No... Sheepy: Grif: That is only acceptable sometimes... Sheepy: Grif:....Queen Guinevere is coming? Sheepy: Grif: I just guarded her execution...Hmm, hmmmmm... she won't mind. Arsé-kun: Kay: The queen? Is around? Sheepy: Grif: Who else would Sir Lancelot's wife be? Sheepy: Grif: He likes tall married women and tall single men. Arsé-kun: Kay: How are they here?? They can't time travel like you. Sheepy: Bedi: It's complicated. Sheepy: Grif: It's simple, Kay. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Magic Sheepy: Grif: People die when they are killed. Arsé-kun: Kay: How the FUCK does that help me, Griflet?! Sheepy: Grif: You see, if they are not killed... Sheepy: Grif: Obviously, nothing would make them die. Yes? Sheepy: Grif: It's simple. Sheepy: Bedi: People can die of age, too... Arsé-kun: Kay: ... I liked the way saying that felt. Fuck you. Humans die of being old, Grif! You're a special fucking case! Sheepy: Grif: ? Sheepy: Grif: I am younger than you. Sheepy: Grif: You are the old one... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Nobody fuck (without me)! It's a magic older than any of us three that let them survive this long. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. That explains Sir Bedivere as well. Right? Arsé-kun: Merlin: No, that was us. Sheepy: Grif:....Hm, so he lied, saying it was his determination to fulfill his goal... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh, that too, but also us. Sheepy: Grif: I see... He's a liar... Sheepy: Bedi: I didn't lie... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Okay, better. We're the reason he's able to MOVE. He's keeping himself alive otherwise. Sheepy: Grif: I see...Eternal youth... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Is it from me? Is it from handling the excalibur? Is it from something else? We don't know. Sheepy: Bedi: The Excalibur did seem to accept me... But perhaps it just understood that I needed to return it. Arsé-kun: Merlin: We just don't know. Sheepy: Bedi: Anyway... Now we wait. Sheepy: Grif: Wait? Hah. Sheepy: Grif: Waiting means nothing to me. I have waited in every dungeon I’ve ever seen. Sheepy: Grif: Anyway, I have a general list of dungeons rated best to worst in terms of food quality and housing quality respectively. If you ever feel like getting captured in a dungeon, make sure to check it out. Arsé-kun: Merlin: *trying not to laugh* and remember to like and subscribe, and hit the bell for notifications! Sheepy: Grif: I don’t understand. Arsé-kun: Merlin: D-don't worry about it. It's a simple spell to annoy people in this time period. Sheepy: Grif: ...! I see... *he bows to one knee* Thank you, Great Mage Merlin, for bestowing your magic knowledge unto me. Sheepy: Myrrdin:...Sheesh, Kay's been dealing with this for who knows how long. Couldn't happen to a nicer guy... I mean, that's so sad. Sheepy: Myrrdin:...Sheesh, Kay's been dealing with this for who knows how long. Couldn't happen to a nicer guy... I mean, that's so sad. Arsé-kun: Kay: *behind the bar again and making a drink* Welcome to hell. Sheepy: Grif: Kay gave me strength by arriving in my brink of death because I refused to die in front of a coward. I appreciate this act greatly. Arsé-kun: Kay: :v Sheepy: Grif: It is the nicest thing he has done for me. Arsé-kun: Kay: >:v Sheepy: Grif: We truly have an unbreakable bond. Arsé-kun: *... As he says this, the relationship meter drops to 9.* Sheepy: Grif:....?! Sheepy: Grif:........Hm....Hmmm.... Sheepy: Grif: What did I say wrong.... Sheepy: Grif: *he switches tabs onthe menu to Help before selecting Relationships* ... ... ... Arsé-kun: Kay: 'Ey, Scalies, maybe stop calling me a coward, you piece of shit. Sheepy: Grif: ? Sheepy: Grif:...But you hid from me after I came to make good on my threat... Arsé-kun: Kay: Murdering fifteen people in a row after telling me you wanted "revenge" and calling it a "basic quest" is fucking terrifying! Sheepy: Grif: ? Arsé-kun: Kay: I like, living? Arsé-kun: Kay: You moron? Sheepy: Grif: But I only permanently mentally scarred the old woman by making her a widow and childless in one day. Arsé-kun: Kay: That's still enough you absolutely dumb and stupid loaf of bread! Sheepy: Grif: Hm... Sheepy: Grif:... Sheepy: Grif: But Kay... Sheepy: Grif: If you taunt strangers and doubt their capabilities this is what can happen. You agree to this response by creating the hostile environment to begin with. Arsé-kun: Kay: Bastard, at no point does "I should commit mass murder!" come from "This mean man insulted me and hurt my feelings"! Unless you're a pussy ass bitch! Are you a pussy ass bitch? Sheepy: Grif:? Sheepy: Grif: Well, you didn't think I could finish the quest. So naturally I'd prove you wrong. And along the way I'd get loot for the King as a sidequest. Which requires more slaughter. Arsé-kun: Kay: One of the knight codes was literally about not committing slaughter you fuckwad! Sheepy: Grif:..........? Sheepy: Grif:............ Sheepy: Grif: I recall being shown a list early on... Sheepy: Grif:...... Sheepy: Grif:...But not being able to read it. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Arsé-kun: Kay: ......... Arsé-kun: Kay: You came from a fucking magic orb of time and space, and a fucking dragon, and you're this goddamn stupid? Sheepy: Grif:? Arsé-kun: Kay: Good lord and his hooks, take me away like Galahad but maybe the other direction. I don't want to risk meeting Grif mid-questline. Sheepy: Grif: Kay... Arsé-kun: Kay: Because I enjoy LIVING! Sheepy: Grif: I was never taught how to read that language... Arsé-kun: Kay: Then why didn't you. Arsé-kun: Kay: Just. Arsé-kun: Kay: A S K?! Sheepy: Grif:? Sheepy: Grif: I assumed it wasn't important. Arsé-kun: Kay: *bad grif imitation* "hurr hurr mr kay please teach me to read the funny letters" Well sure mr griflet thank you for asking! *and then glares* Sheepy: Grif: Ah. You will teach me? Sheepy: Grif: *his eyes light up (figuratively)* How lucky am I to have a friend like you, Kay. Arsé-kun: Kay: It's not like I have a job now! Sure, I guess, as long as you don't make me want to bash my head on a wall. Sheepy: Grif: Really... The luckiest man there is... Sheepy: Grif: I will bash your head into a wall for you so you don't have to trouble yourself with it. Sheepy: Grif: That is my repayment. Arsé-kun: Kay: If it kills me, I will haunt you for the rest of your shitty life. Sheepy: Grif:.......! Sheepy: Grif: Kay...... Arsé-kun: Kay: In the bad way! Sheepy: Grif: No....! It's not bad! Arsé-kun: Kay: Not the loyal "I'll follow you anywhere!" way! I will literally stab you with a broken plate! Sheepy: Grif: You're the only friend who'd stick together with me even past death... Arsé-kun: Kay: How do you take all my insults as compliments and all my compliments as insults?! Sheepy: Grif: All of my friends avoid me except for you... Sheepy: Grif: Elyan, too. Arsé-kun: Kay: Okay, fine. If this kills me, swear on your dad's favorite rock, I will literally avoid you for the rest of time. Because I'll be dead. Sheepy: Elyan: *he's preening himself in the bg* Sheepy: Grif:....?! Sheepy: Grif: ........... Sheepy: Grif: I see.... Sheepy: Grif: *he looks hurt....* Arsé-kun: Kay: And if you bashing my head in the wall when that's clearly not what I meant is what kills me, so goddamn be it. Arsé-kun: Kay: Now if you excuse me! I'm going to try and kill what's left of my common sense, which isn't all that common anyway! Sheepy: Grif:? Sheepy: Grif: So you want a different payment.... Sheepy: Grif:...... Sheepy: Grif: Something liquid enough to sell but having inherent worth at the same time... Sheepy: Grif: But money isn't everything... Arsé-kun: Merlin: money is exchanged for goods and services. Sheepy: Grif: You can have one of my most treasured possessions, Kay. Sheepy: Grif: That will be my payment. Sheepy: Grif: One of Elyan's shedded feathers. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Yeah, sure. Sheepy: Grif: I may even give you a shiny rock. Please look forward ti it. Sheepy: Grif: I only give my closest friends shiny rocks. Arsé-kun: Kay: I'll look forward to being stoned. Sheepy: Grif: ? Sheepy: Grif: Really.......I see. Sheepy: Grif: Okay, stand over there. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Is that not it? Does that still mean what it used to? Sheepy: Grif: I will stone you. Arsé-kun: Merlin: 420 blaze it *snnrrrkk* Sheepy: *Grif pulls out a rock* Arsé-kun: Kay: That isn't shiny at all. Sheepy: *Grif throws it at Kay* Arsé-kun: *klank* Sheepy: Grif: .....Hm. Arsé-kun: Kay: Do I get to keep that. Sheepy: Grif: It's not shiny, but you can have it. Arsé-kun: Kay: cool. Sheepy: Grif: Just don't lose it. Sheepy: Bedi: I suppose he's nervous and prolonging showing up..... Arsé-kun: Merlin: I wonder why. It's not like I told him they were here. Sheepy: Bedi: Maybe of us. Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's silly. We're just wizards and a good knight. Sheepy: Bedi: But... he has changed a lot. He’s probably worried that we’ll notice. Even worse, comment on it. Or, worst of all, give him a pitiful look and nothing else. After all, many knights viewed him as great, so him changing so much may threaten that image in his mind... the imagine that defined his identity. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Well said.... Very well said. I've got no counters to that. Sheepy: Bedi: Like the time Sir Tristan hid from everyone for a week because he bruised his face and thought he was ugly because of it. Sheepy: Bedi: I remember Lucan saying... “Maybe he’s dead. ...Haha, just kidding.” Arsé-kun: Merlin: Lucan was cruel sometimes. That had not changed. Sheepy: Bedi: ...Yes, even to the end. Arsé-kun: Merlin: But no one invited depression, so moving along swiftly! Arsé-kun: *Fou is rudely picked up and plopped into Bedi's arms* Sheepy: Bedi: ? Sheepy: Elyan: *he mourns the loss of his new friend, Fou* Arsé-kun: *elyan he's above you. look up* Sheepy: Elyan: *honks* Arsé-kun: Fou: *fous* Sheepy: Grif: I'll fight him to lift his spirits. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Take the fighting outside. Sheepy: Grif: Why? Sheepy: Grif:....Hmm, that's right. Sheepy: Grif: I'm too injured to fight right now. Sheepy: Grif:...And anyway, Sir Lancelot is too scary to ever fight again. Sheepy: Grif: It's fairly simple to play dead with someone like him. Sheepy: Grif: But playing dead before you should be dead... Sheepy: Grif: I suppose he wouldn't fall for that. So I fought back but waited for him to beat me within an inch of my life to play dead. Arsé-kun: Merlin: your menu just said you were at full hp... Sheepy: Grif:....? Sheepy: Grif:...! Sheepy: Grif: So your bar has natural healing regeneration. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yes! Sheepy: Grif: Good, good! I will visit more often. Sheepy: Grif: I may even invite some family one day. Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's... A little more scary. We already get your... .... Uncle? And great...? grandpa? I don't study this stuff. Sheepy: Grif:...! heepy: Grif: I love my great Grandpa very much. Sheepy: Grif: I love my family a lot. Arsé-kun: Merlin: He just comes in and sleeps. He pays, sure, but... Sheepy: Grif: Yes. He is kind. Arsé-kun: Merlin: .... *doubt* Sheepy: Grif: My uncle is not. Sheepy: Grif: One time he offered me a cloud and then told me to put it in water. Sheepy: Grif: My cloud disappeared. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Damn. Now I want cotton candy. Sheepy: Grif: He laughed at me. Sheepy: Grif: But not for long. Sheepy: Grif: Do you know of this cloud? How does if taste? Sheepy: Grif: I imagine it tastes like... Sheepy: Grif:.... Sheepy: Grif: Broccoli. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Not even close. It's sugar. Sheepy: Grif:?! Sheepy: Grif: So Dad eats too much sugar by flying through clouds... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Sky clouds are made of air and water! Sheepy: Grif:...?! Sheepy: Grif: Ah....Ah....I get it...I understand! Arsé-kun: *understanding has risen one point* Sheepy: Grif: Land clouds fade when you put them in water because they become real clouds! Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Land clouds are called fog. Cotton candy is sugar that looks like a cloud. Sheepy: Grif:...... Sheepy: Grif: ....He even lied abour this... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Mr. Chaos lies about a lot of things. Arsé-kun: *understanding has actually risen the full one point now. haha had you fooled.* Sheepy: Grif: My uncle is difficult fo love. But I must. Sheepy: Grif: If I don't love him, no one will. That is not a way to live. He will be lonely. Arsé-kun: Merlin: He has a husband. Maybe. Have they actually gotten married..? They never answer that.... Not my problem! Sheepy: Grif: Really? Sheepy: Grif:.... Sheepy: Grif: When will he get here? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Good question. I'm not sure! Sheepy: Grif:....... Sheepy: Grif: Maybe he's not going to show up... That's too bad. Arsé-kun: Kay: Shit happens! *he comes back with a jug of questionable alcohol* Sheepy: Grif: Is that water? Arsé-kun: Kay: Look me in the eye and ask me that again. Sheepy: Grif: Only one... Arsé-kun: Kay: Just the good one. Do you think water gets frothy? Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Arsé-kun: Kay: Why did I ask. Sheepy: Grif: Because you like talking to me. Sheepy: Grif: I like talking to you too. It makes me happy. Arsé-kun: Kay: Shoot. You're right. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: *Guin arrives!* Arsé-kun: *Kay takes a big fucking swig of what turns out to be mostly beer, looks over, looks awaLOOKS BACK AND NEARLY SPITS* Sheepy: Grif:...! It's the Queen...! ... The Queen is nice... I like her... Sheepy: Bedi: Thank you for coming. Arsé-kun: Kay: And *whistles* Barely look a day older than when we left! Sheepy: Guin: Thank you, Sir Kay. *smile* I could say the same about you. Sheepy: Grif: *he seems flustered....* Queen's here... I have to give a nice gift... but I don't have anything... Sheepy: Grif: What does she like... Sheepy: Grif: Maybe a shiny rock.... Arsé-kun: Kay: You can! We literally left yesterday or something! *he gestures to Grif* Blame this one! This timeless, reasonless hellbitch. Arsé-kun: Kay: This... This fuckin'... *he stops to think of insults.* Arsé-kun: Merlin: today he learned modern english, yesterday he wasn't here. isnt magic incredible. Arsé-kun: *fou kicks him* Sheepy: Guin: ...Time travel... Sheepy: Guin: ....Sir Griflet time travels...? ...So he's the concerning disturbance that was mentioned... Sheepy: Grif: No. I had permission. My dad asked me to for a quest. So I did. Arsé-kun: Merlin: We've been informed this is the second time he has. Poor Sir Kay was still speaking the language of Camelot when they both got here. And I wanna know how it damn works! Sheepy: Guin:...?! Sheepy: Grif: It's simple. Sheepy: Grif: You just don't do it. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Thank you, Sir Griflet, for your words of wisdom. Sheepy: Grif: They can smell you. Sheepy: Grif: And they don't like time travelers. Sheepy: Guin: This is useful information. Thank you. Arsé-kun: Kay: So can we, like.... Never do that again? Sheepy: Grif: Worry not. I have no need to bring you anywhere in time for now. Sheepy: Grif: However. Sheepy: Grif: You do think this was the best choice. Right? Arsé-kun: Kay: I miss my house. Sheepy: Grif:...... Sheepy: Grif:............. Sheepy: Grif: Well, if I sell some of my hoard I could buy a home. We could be roommates. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ..... Anyway, what we learned today is it's banned for everyone unless Big Ball Daddy Yog Soggy gives you Special Permission. Sheepy: Guin: What a...nice nickname for him. Arsé-kun: Merlin: It's just a bunch of big orbs! Where's the lie?? Sheepy: Grif: He's very nice and understanding. Sheepy: Grif: But...hmmm. Sheepy: Grif: I smell someone behind Queen Guinevere... Sheepy: Bedi:....Um, smell? Sheepy: Grif: It is a sense related to your nose and mouth. Arsé-kun: Lance: *nervous anime sweatdrops* Sheepy: Grif: Worry not. I can smell your nervousness. You can continue to hide. Sheepy: Bedi:....Smell...? Arsé-kun: Lance: .... Gr..... Sir Griflet, that most certainly does not comfort me. Sheepy: Grif: Why? Sheepy: Grif:...Hmm... Hmm...So he knows me... Who is he... I can't see him and I don't recognize the voice... Arsé-kun: Lance: .... My apologies. Let me make myself clearer. *speaks french at Griflet* Sheepy: Grif: ...? *he stands up before going to see Lance* Sheepy: Grif:.......... *headtilt* .............. Arsé-kun: Lance: ...... *he gives Grif the best smug, prideful grin he can muster up. you know it. the "Im the best man alive" look. it doesn't last long, but it happened* Sheepy: Grif: .........! Sheepy: Grif:....Bill... Arsé-kun: Lance: ... You're still going to call me that? Do I still deserve it..? Sheepy: Grif: *his face brightens greatly* I missed you...! Arsé-kun: Lance: ! !!! Sheepy: Grif: How have you been doing? Is everything going well? Arsé-kun: Lance: I've been... Employed, but in an unfavorable way. ... Haven't had a reason to go out and fight at all, so.... *he gestures to himself* .. So I look like walking garbage. Sheepy: Grif: I see. I barely recognized you. Arsé-kun: Kay: How am I supposed to insult you when you do it yourself?! Sheepy: Grif: You can train with me to build back muscle mass. Arsé-kun: Lance: That would.... Be fantastic, admittedly. Sheepy: Grif: Yes, yes, let's do it soon! Sheepy: Grif: Just like old times. Sheepy: Grif: However, I've grown stronger since then. If we spar, I won't give you some weak fight like I did before. I couldn't get into it at all then so I just chose to play dead after a point. Sheepy: Grif: So work hard. Okay? Arsé-kun: Lance: ... *thumbs up* Sheepy: Myrrdin: Man, this is a fascinating concept... "Lovel UP!", a dating sim where you play as a JRPG hero with a weird mascot for a pet. You look for loot and end up finding love... Your snarky tsundere childhood friend who's drifted away from you. Your popular idol friend who you've got a bit of a rivalry with. Your local sexy wizard with a flirty nature. His lonely brother with a dark past... Perhaps even a secret true route with a mysterious handsome knight you've actually known for the longest time without recognizing them...?! Arsé-kun: Kay: What the fuck are you talking about?! Arsé-kun: Kay: What did half those words even mean?!?? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Eh? Sheepy: Myrrdin: You want a summary, huh... Sheepy: Myrrdin: A dating simulator where you play as Griflet and have 5 options... Arsé-kun: Kay: Pass. It's already inaccurate. Arsé-kun: Kay: You imply Griflet can be simulated. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Kay. Lancelot. Me. Meril. And a secret someone... Sheepy: Myrrdin: Well, he already seems like a protagonist. Arsé-kun: Merlin: A dating sim, though?? He'd ask us why his wife wasn't there and then we'd die. Sheepy: Grif: I must? This is a quest? Can I at least use the carbon method? Or can I just ask their birthdays? Arsé-kun: Kay: what Sheepy: Grif: I will carbon date you. Arsé-kun: Kay: ???? ?? ? Sheepy: Grif: An estimation on when you lived. Arsé-kun: Kay: At least five years. Sheepy: Grif: That is dating. Arsé-kun: Merlin: .... Anyway, he'd make a better action hero. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Like a hack n slash? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yeah! Yeah! Arsé-kun: Merlin: But sheesh, we're gonna have to explain video games to two medieval knights. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... And television screens. And TVs, and electricity, and even flush toilets. Sheepy: Grif: Dad plays them. I can ask him later. Or you can explain them now. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... To one medieval kn--- What? Sheepy: Grif: What? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Mr. Yog plays video games...? In the Camelot timezone he played video games? Does he have hands?? Sheepy: Grif: Time is a joke to Dad. Arsé-kun: Merlin: R-right. heepy: Grif: He can shapeshift like my other dad. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Explains a lot. Sheepy: Grif: I haven't developed this trait yet. Arsé-kun: Kay: what is a video Sheepy: Grif: Or horns. Or wings. Or a tail. It makes me sad because I do not fit in well with my family. Sheepy: Bedi: Videos are, ummm... Sheepy: Bedi: So...like, an action from the past, but captured in a way you can see it play out in the present. Sheepy: Bedi: By a camera. Arsé-kun: Kay: So like a painting... But... Moving? Sheepy: Bedi: Yes. Arsé-kun: Kay: Wow. Sheepy: Bedi: It is amazing. It can even have sound. Sheepy: Grif: I fought a vroom vroom Sheepy: Grif: I won. Sheepy: Grif: It never stood a chance. Arsé-kun: Lance: .... A car? Sheepy: Grif: Is that what it's called? Arsé-kun: Lance: People are usually inside of those... Sheepy: Grif: The light for the path was green. Sheepy: Grif: But they disobeyed such rules. Arsé-kun: Lance: ... Can't complain. Sheepy: Grif: And I hate cheaters. Sheepy: Grif: So, I fought. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Well, you were in the right! Their problem! Sheepy: Grif: It was so big. Sheepy: Grif: And it went....Vroom, vroom. Ppfffffft. With smoke. Like some imitation of a dragon. But a bad one. Arsé-kun: Lance: A truck. Sheepy: Grif: I see. That's its name. Sheepy: Grif: Thank you. Sheepy: Grif: My other dad would have just crushed it with a swipe of his tail. But he's not allowed to do such things because humans fear dragons and would panic if they learned of their existence. Sheepy: Grif: I will grow stronger so I can better protect you from trucks, Kay. Arsé-kun: Kay: uh... ok Arsé-kun: *brief cut to the two Holmes and Lupin successfully returning a lost pet. it's nice. they get paid. the end. ok anyway* Sheepy: Grif: Look forward to it. Arsé-kun: Kay: oh... kay.. Sheepy: Bedi: With so many knights here.......I have to wonder how many more are out there. Sheepy: Bedi: ......Unfortunately, I know that the King is not one of them. Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's not a knight. That's the King. Sheepy: Bedi: Yes, but...... Sheepy: Bedi: I buried him with my own hands. I know for a fact he's dead. Sheepy: Bedi: I need to visit again... I went to visit on New Years to leave flowers, but... If his ghost is out there, I'm sure he'd like to hear about the knights reuniting. heepy: Grif: Oh. He's dead, hm. Sheepy: Grif: But the Queen's alive so it's only somewhat unfortunate. I've gotten over it. Sheepy: Bedi: Um... Sheepy: Bedi: That was fast... Arsé-kun: *Kay continues heavily drinking in the background. well, foreground, but he isn't doing much otherwise. it's time to have a crisis!* Sheepy: Grif: The King is nice. I like the King. But I like the Queen more. She wears green sometimes. Green is my favorite color. Unlike the King she smiles at me. Very few people smile at me so I like her more. Arsé-kun: Kay: ...... Antlers, I need to be so drunk I'm dead on the floor and this isn't doing it. Sheepy: Meril: Sheesh, the news is hitting you hard, huh? He's never been one to realize the weight of the news he delivers. Sheepy: Bedi: ...My apologies, Kay. I suppose out of all of us this would hit you the hardest, especially since it is freshest for you... Arsé-kun: Kay: That's my brother you're talking about.... Sheepy: Meril: I was talking about Bedi... Arsé-kun: Kay: No shit. Sheepy: Bedi: I should have thought about how you would feel about the subject. Sheepy: Grif: Well, life has its ways. Sheepy: Grif: He'll be back before you know it. Sheepy: Grif: You can cry about it as much as you need to. But make sure to finish it up brfore he sees you. Arsé-kun: Kay: Fuck no. I'll cry when I'm dead and drunk on the floor. Sheepy: Grif: Crying is very healthy. Sheepy: Grif: I have never done it before but I hear it helps. Arsé-kun: Kay: Bullshit. Sheepy: Grif:......*he's thinking* ...You're right. I forgot. I have. Sheepy: Grif: I cried when I married my wife and she smiled at me. It seems that it can be both "sadness" and "joy" to cry. Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's right. Crying is more versatile than plain old sadness! Arsé-kun: Kay: Y'mean the wife you left for this nonsense?? Sheepy: Grif: I didn't....... Sheepy: Grif: .............. Arsé-kun: Kay: She sure ain't here, chief. Sheepy: Grif: I................ Sheepy: Grif: Shut up, Kay! I already feel guilty enough about it! There weren't any other options. You already see what it's done to you. If I bring her here..... Arsé-kun: Kay: Then maybe ask your big ball dad to magic some not-sick orbs or some crap. I don't know. I just want to drink. Sheepy: Grif: I don't know if he can do that. Sheepy: Grif: And anyway.... Sheepy: Grif: Humans aren't supposed to interact with things beyond their comprehension. Arsé-kun: *Kay vaguely gestures, but it's most likely a complaint* Arsé-kun: Kay: You say that, but here I am! Sheepy: Grif: Well, I needed to bring you. Sheepy: Grif: I still haven't developed my family's affinity for fire. So I needed you in case it was cold, for one. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... why are you this way. Sheepy: Grif: And for companionship. I assumed that if anyone could handle getting sick, it'd be you. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Okay, FINE. Sheepy: Grif: You have done that job well. Arsé-kun: Kay: Uh. Thanks, I guess. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: I would have chosen you over anyone else. Our friendship should blossom soon. It says so in my menu. Of course, we did drop points just recently, so I suppose it will take some time to recover the lost ground. Sheepy: Grif: I can't turn up such a situation. Arsé-kun: Kay: Can you please speak like a person and not whatever the hell this is? Sheepy: Grif: ............... Sheepy: Grif: *he opens up a menu on guides to social interaction* Arsé-kun: Kay: oh my god Sheepy: Grif: ..................................... Sheepy: Grif: "We are friends but I want to be better friends. So I brought you with me so we could bond more". Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Maybe you'll learn to speak without those help tablets eventually. Sheepy: Grif: I will try my best. Arsé-kun: Lance: *helpfully?* You can do it. Sheepy: Grif: If Bill thinks I can do something, I must be able to. Sheepy: Grif: Right now, I am just acclimating myself to the environment so I can successfully complete quests with little hassle from outside sources. Sheepy: Grif: So, I have time to better myself in terms of speaking well without the help section. Sheepy: Myrrdin: You have no quests booked, huh...Maybe I should ask you to convince a certain water snake to take these curses off of us... --!! *he clutches his chest* Ghh! Sheepy: Grif: Snakes are simple to deal with and have a decent enough flavor to warrant cooking them after slaying them. Arsé-kun: Merlin: His curse first. I don't even have an emotional reaction to his cardiac arrests anymore. *he just goes and smacks Myrrdin's back* Sheepy: Myrrdin: Hey, hey, I didn't expect it to spread...! Oh, just a cutesy little curse to remember her by! How typical! Then it kept spreading until it covered my whole front of my chest! Sheepy: Meril: I just want to go outside. Arsé-kun: Merlin: And I'm hungry again, but that's the least of our concerns. Sheepy: Bedi:...I cannot say I really have a complaint to add... I am curse free... Arsé-kun: Merlin: You live with us. Ain't that enough? Sheepy: Bedi:...? I would consider that a blessing... Arsé-kun: Kay: is it though Sheepy: Bedi:? Of course... If Merlin and I weren't living together, it'd imply that things had gone sour in our relationship. Sheepy: Bedi: Meanwhile, Myrrdin stays in his room a lot of the day and Meril's main hobby when customers aren't here is sleeping. Arsé-kun: Lance: Wow, you've nearly summed up my current schedule perfectly. Sheepy: Bedi: Activities outside of that are important. Arsé-kun: Lance: Well aware, but considering most of my work falls under those categories anyway... Sheepy: Bedi: That sounds problematic... heepy: Bedi:...Hmm, that's right...We haven't told Kay about us, have we,,, So I suppose my previous comment would be confusing... Arsé-kun: *Kay is squinting at Bedi* Sheepy: Bedi: Merlin and I are married. Arsé-kun: Kay: Sheepy: Grif: You didn't invite me... We're family, but I didn't get an invitation in the mail... It's okay. Maybe next time. Don't forget me. Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's hard to do when you're missing, Grif. Sheepy: Grif: I see...But next time you can invite me. Right? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Next time?? We only get married once? Sheepy: Grif:? Sheepy: Grif: Really... I thought after a while you had to renew your subscription... Sheepy: Grif: It seems you have to renew your marriage with princesses often, but you never get the same one. Scary... But Dad must know what he's talking about... Sheepy: Guin: ..Um, I've never really interacted with young children, but usually that's to be expected. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Can't say I know any better! Sheepy: Grif: It's fairly normal for children to draw blood when they bite you. Make sure to wear armor. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Anything can draw blood if they have enough teeth and force behind it. Big whoop! Sheepy: Grif: Exactly. Sheepy: Bedi: Lucan was excited about having a younger cousin until you bit him...I only remember this because you bit him... Arsé-kun: *Kay bsod'd. Unsure of what the reason was, or if it was a combination of things. Either way, he got what he wanted.* Sheepy: Bedi: ...Kay? Sheepy: Grif: Kay is saving and exiting. Arsé-kun: Lance: .... Griflet? What is that meant to mean here? Sheepy: Grif: He's saving his progress and exiting life to come back later. Arsé-kun: Lance: .... That needs a despawn at the end, doesn't it? Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: Dad must have not let him in. Too bad. Arsé-kun: *People usually do not despawn in regular circumstances. Nothing is happening* Sheepy: Bedi: He must feel overwhelmed and not sure how to process everything. Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's what I figured it was, but hey. Free food. Sheepy: Bedi: What do we do? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Eh, leave 'em. He's sick and drunk, better he not do dumb stuff. Sheepy: Grif: I have rarely ever been in bars... Do they usually cure illness? Sheepy: Grif: I assumed they were only useful for finding questgivers. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Nope. That's just our bar. Avalon properties and all. Sheepy: Grif:..... Sheepy: Grif: Hmm... Sheepy: Grif: So Kay just goes to them because he's bored... Sheepy: Grif: I never drink alcohol except when I am required to for quests. Sheepy: Grif: Such as [CAMELOT CELEBRATION - COMPLETED]. Sheepy: Grif: Or [A KAY-PABLE MAN'S BIRTHDAY - COMPLETED]. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Well, you made it here in one piece, didn't you? Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Congrats on your success. Sheepy: Grif:....?! ...Are you implying... Sheepy: Grif:...Bars... can tear you to shreds like a wild animal!? They're alive...? Hmmm...Hmmmmmmm... Arsé-kun: Merlin: What? No. Sheepy: Grif:...No, you must be thinking of bears... Sheepy: Grif: Although, if a bear bites you and you bite it back, you'll give it the scare of its life. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I just meant that you got here without issue. Sheepy: Grif: Bears think they're at the top of the food chain because they're big. But that's not true. I am. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Sometimes I remember orcas can eat moose. Sheepy: Grif: I can eat orcas. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Thanks! Sheepy: Grif: And you can too. Sheepy: Grif: Just abandon your insecurities on food poisoning and you can eat anything raw. Arsé-kun: Lance: .... But is it good? Sheepy: Grif: I don't have an opinion on it. Sheepy: Grif: It's not green. So it's only average. Arsé-kun: Lance: Good to know.. Arsé-kun: *Suddenly Arséne, slipping through the entrance and pressing against the wall* Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... *observing company* Is now a bad time? Sheepy: Grif:.....Oh, I stole your corpse from you. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Nope. Do you want a drink? Hey Meril! Sheepy: Meril: ..... Sheepy: Myrrdin: *he disappears behind the bar before nudging Meril. No response* ....Hey, guess I could make something, but he's much better at it. Sheepy: Myrrdin: There's bedrooms upstairs.... Why doesn't he use them... Arsé-kun: Arséne: I came in to briefly hide from something but sure. I wouldn't mind a light drink if I'm not interrupting anything. Arsé-kun: *he opts to just. not ask Grif for details.* Sheepy: Myrrdin: Nope, you aren't. Sheepy: Grif: Did you need it? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I did not, so thank you for taking it. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. I was hungry. I'll eat it soon. Thank you for the food. Sheepy: Bedi: Um............. That isn't edible. Arsé-kun: Arséne: .... .... ... That was attached to a human person. There is human blood in that. Sheepy: Grif: ........? Sheepy: Grif: That's fine. I'll drain it first. Sheepy: Grif: By the way. Sheepy: Grif: Do you have issues you need resolved? Sheepy: Grif: I smelled my uncle there. Does he need punishment? Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... If you mean Nyar, surprisingly not. He's been on semi-decent behavior. It's rather impressive. Sheepy: Grif: .......!? Sheepy: Grif: He must be ill....... Sheepy: Grif: No matter. I'll beat him until he feels like his normal self again. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I doubt I can stop you. Sheepy: Grif: Stop me? Why? Arsé-kun: Arséne: He's lost some of his power, so he's playing it safe. I guess? Sheepy: Grif: .......... Sheepy: Grif: Lost........ Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm... Hmmmm.... Sheepy: Grif: Is that why I'm here...... Sheepy: Grif: ..........I'll get his power back and then punch him until he feels better. Sheepy: Grif: [QUEST ADDED: Love(craft) Thy Enemy] Sheepy: Grif: I will do my best. Sheepy: Grif: I sensed my Granddad there too. Please be nice to him. Arsé-kun: *Arséne decides he isn't going to ask.* Sheepy: Grif: Azathoth. He is very nice. I love him a lot. But he's capable of destroying all of us in a blink of an eye. Sheepy: Grif: Simply, if I ever fought him, I would certainly lose. I have little interest in such fights. So be nice to him so I don't get roped into fighting him somehow. For example. [CANCELLED QUEST - I Azathought You Knew Better]. Arsé-kun: Merlin: He comes here sometimes! Sheepy: Grif: Good. I will give him a hug the next time I see him. I have learned that this is a symbol of affection. Bedivere would do this often when we were children and I was play fighting with Lucan. Secretly, I would engage Lucan partially because I liked the affection. But also he was a wimp who needed to be taught how to fight in case he faced a dragon one day. Sheepy: Grif: That's mostly why I would play fight with him. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Hey, I made a drink. Sorry, I'm better with potions, so this may not be as good as Meril's. Sheepy: Grif: The glass helps you grow strong. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Arsé-kun: Merlin: .... Please don't eat glass. Sheepy: Grif:..............Ha. Sheepy: Grif: Hahah. Yes. A joke. Arsé-kun: *Arséne gladly accepts the drink, just kinda eyeing Grif* Sheepy: Grif: Hm... I wonder if it's something on my face... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Y'know the part where you said normal humans shouldn't be involved with the eldritch as why they shouldn't time travel or anything like it? Maybe tone down the chaotic eldritch energy. Sheepy: Grif:....? Sheepy: Grif: I am not acting human enough...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Humans don't eat GLASS, for starters! Sheepy: Grif:....I see... I've grown too comfortable being my usual self with Kay- Oh, nor do I. Sheepy: Grif: I made a joke. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh. How impressive. We all missed it assuming you were being honest. Sheepy: Grif: I am always honest. Sheepy: Grif: I never said I eat glass. Sheepy: Grif: Just that it helps you grow strong. Sheepy: Grif: Anyway. Don't miss anymore. Sheepy: Grif: People will mistake you for Sir Bors if you miss too much. Sheepy: Grif:........Hah. Arsé-kun: Merlin: *snrk* Sheepy: Myrrdin: Kay's missing Grif's jokes and will probably be thankful to find that out. Arsé-kun: Kay: pe'ple will mistake you for Bors fer bein' a dumb bitch Sheepy: Grif:......? Sheepy: Grif:...Ah...I see.... You're speaking Alcoholism. Arsé-kun: Kay: *he picks himself up off the bar* I'm what? Sheepy: Grif: It's the language of all drunk alcoholics. Arsé-kun: Kay: You try speaking clearly face down on the bar! Sheepy: Grif:....*he gets up and joins Kay before putting his face on the bar* Arsé-kun: *Lance just watches with amusement* Sheepy: Grif: *incoherent* Sheepy: Grif: *he lifts his head* I see...You speak it fluently... Sheepy: Grif: Did I do well, Kay? Arsé-kun: Kay: I mean, sure? I don't know what you were saying to begin with. Sheepy: Grif: Ah. Sheepy: Grif: You should learn eventually. Sheepy: Grif: But I've heard it hurts people's minds to hear it spoken. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh, it absolutely can. Sheepy: Grif: But I'd like a friend who speaks it... Arsé-kun: Arséne: I may be able to direct you to someone, but not quite yet. Sheepy: Grif: Really? Sheepy: Grif: Hm...But how will you contact me when you're ready... Sheepy: Grif: I know. Sheepy: Grif: If I add you to my relationships you will be listed as READY when you are ready to speak with me. Sheepy: Grif: Unfortunately, since I just came to this time period, I don't have any possessions past what is on me, let alone a phone, so we'll have to settle for these medieval forms of communication for now. Sheepy: Bedi:...Um, nobody but you can do that. It's not medieval... It's just you. Arsé-kun: Kay: Cue Grif bashing into your home at 7 am without warning, detecting that you can speak to him at that time. He breaks your pots and leaves. Sheepy: Grif: No, I wouldn’t do that. Sheepy: Grif: They didn’t seem to have any pots. Arsé-kun: *Merlin thinks about introducing Griflet to the Legend of Zelda series* Sheepy: Grif: But if you have any pretty gemstones you don’t want, I’ll accept them. And maybe eat them. Sheepy: Grif: But if you don’t, that’s fine. I have many to eat. Sheepy: Grif: Anyway...... Sheepy: Grif: [RELATIONSHIP UNLOCKED: Arsene Lupin - Detective (?) - A dignified man with an air of mystery. You get the sense he's not the honest type.] Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... So anybody here know how to get werewolves off your tail? Because that would be a thing that is currently happening. Sheepy: Grif: I can fix it. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Would you be so kind to? Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: [QUEST ACCEPTED: Wherewolf? Therewolf!] Arsé-kun: Kay: Tell your quest writer I am so disappointed. The wordplay almost hurts. Sheepy: Grif: ........? Sheepy: Grif: What does it say, Kay? Arsé-kun: Kay: ..... You can't... You can't read your own quest labels? ?? It says "Wherewolf? Therewolf" and I am almost upset. Arsé-kun: Kay: I JUST got the hang of this language and I'm being assaulted with bad puns. Sheepy: Grif: They are in English so I can learn how to read. However, I quickly got the hang of managing most of my menu without any need to be able to read the characters. Arsé-kun: *"Message from the developer!" It's a pop-up.* Sheepy: *Grif looks at the pop-up* Arsé-kun: *It says (translated to English from R'lyehian): "I put so much work into these quest titles, and you haven't been reading them?????? ~Dad"* Sheepy: Grif: What an ungrateful son I am... I see... Kay, teach me how to read so my Dad's work doesn't go unappreciated. Arsé-kun: Kay: I already said I would! Arsé-kun: [QUEST ADDED: Understanding the R'lyetta Stone] Sheepy: Grif: You are now bound to it. Arsé-kun: Kay: Horrible. Sheepy: Grif: No. Arsé-kun: Kay: Why are you still here, you horrible gremlin? You've got shit to do. Sheepy: Grif: Fine. I'll come back for you. Always. Wherever you go. I will find you. So don't run away. Okay? Arsé-kun: Kay: I'm in a bar. Why would I leave? Sheepy: Grif: *He gets up* Right, let's get going, Elyan. Sheepy: Elyan: *honk* Sheepy: *The two go out to fight the werewolves* Arsé-kun: *Local werewolves get launched to a new, less foggy zip code* Sheepy: Grif: I did it. Arsé-kun: [QUEST COMPLETED: Wherewolf? Therewolf!] Sheepy: Grif: Hm...No good drops. Arsé-kun: [ADDITIONAL QUEST ADDED: Nearwolf, Farwolf, Were-ever you are] Sheepy: Grif:...Hm? Sheepy: Grif: What is this? Arsé-kun: popup: *R'ylehian* This is an Additional Quest. You may pursue it for more chances for Loot, or ignore it to return to the Bar. Sheepy: Grif:...I see. But the sooner I return to the bar, the sooner Kay will help me... Right? Arsé-kun: *The popup blanks, and an orb appears on it. hi yog* Arsé-kun: Yog: That is your choice to make, isn't it? Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Arsé-kun: Yog: I am not making it for you, so I presented you the options. You do or you don't. Sheepy: Grif: I'll return to the bar. Did you want to come with me? Arsé-kun: Yog: I would like to, but I cannot breach over. Yet. Sheepy: Grif: Can I help somehow? Arsé-kun: Yog: Well, I have one idea. Sheepy: Grif: Yes? Arsé-kun: Yog: One of my avatars can only surface during a specific holiday season. Announcing the presence of it may let me cheat. Sheepy: Grif: I see. Sheepy: Grif: I will do this thing. Arsé-kun: *Merlin's got a Feeling. Oooo-hoooo. song lyrics. irrelevant* Sheepy: *Grif reenters the bar* Arsé-kun: Kay: Welcome b- Sheepy: Grif: It's Christmas. Arsé-kun: Merlin: What? Sheepy: Grif: Merry Christmas. Sheepy: Bedi: Um...You're a bit late. Aren't you? Sheepy: Grif: Merry Christmas. Arsé-kun: Yog: *orbing around Grif* Merry Christmas. I am late, I apologize. Would you like your presents now or later? Sheepy: Bedi:...? Sheepy: Bedi: It's a floating ball... Sheepy: Bedi: And it's talking. Arsé-kun: Yog: The holiday is the only day I am permitted to breach this plane. Would you prefer my holiday avatar? Sheepy: Bedi:...Holiday...avatar...? Sheepy: Bedi: Knowing Grif, it must be Krampus... Arsé-kun: *Yog activates the Avatar of the Holidays. Redhead. No white beard or big stomach, but y'all know who it is. Merry Christmas.* Sheepy: Bedi: ...? Santa Claus...? ... No, that can't be so... I haven't been good enough to receive anything from Santa for a long while... Arsé-kun: Yog: Shush, child. You've never left the Nice list. ^^ Sheepy: Myrrdin: I don't like the implication that Grif's dad is Santa Claus. Arsé-kun: Yog: How else would one get to every house on the planet within several hours? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Sheesh... No fault in logic there. Arsé-kun: Yog: Merry Christmas. *he pulls out and hands Myrrdin a gift* Sheepy: Myrrdin: I expected to be on the naughty list... Arsé-kun: Yog: Trust me, most people on the planet do not classify as Naughty. It takes special effort. Sheepy: Myrrdin: What? Don't gremlin children usually qualify? Arsé-kun: Yog: Children have their own lists. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Wow. Sheepy: Grif: If you qualify as naughty and get coal you can just eat it. Sheepy: Grif: I ate Lucan's coal often. Arsé-kun: Yog: Use the coal to make a summoning circle. Summon me personally to get a gift. Pet a reindeer. Spill virgin blood. Happy holidays. *he's still smiling. santa cannot not smile. merry ch* Arsé-kun: Yog: I jest. Please do not. Sheepy: Grif:....? A long list....Too long. Arsé-kun: *Yog carefully stacks gifts on the bar. Once he's sure he got them all placed, he switches from Santa to his normal humanoid avi. pink.* Arsé-kun: Yog: I will stop teasing you all now. Good morning. It's a bit foggy out, isn't it? Sheepy: Bedi:...I haven't been out today... Sheepy: Guin: Yes. It's a surprise... It isn't usually like this. Sheepy: Grif: *he, for once, looks happy. Dad's here!* Sheepy: Elyan: *he stares up at Yog* Sheepy: Guin: Not that it's never foggy, but rather it's surprising how quick the fog came in. Sheepy: Grif: No, it's to be expected. Sheepy: Grif: With monsters nearby it should be foggy. It sets the mood better. Sheepy: Bedi: Enemies nearby? Sheepy: Grif: Yes. You can't sleep when enemies are nearby. So I lost a lot of sleep within the castle. Sheepy: Bedi: That does explain why you looked permanently tired- no, about the fog... Arsé-kun: Yog: That is just normal fog. It blew in from the West. Nothing strange here, fortunately. Sheepy: Grif: Really? Arsé-kun: Yog: Really. Thankfully, this will not be the next Silent Hill. Sheepy: Grif: Silent Hill...? I don't know of it. Sheepy: Grif: Do I have a quest there? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Being around you is like being in Silent Hill. Sheepy: Grif: So I don't talk enough. Sheepy: Grif: I don't have anything interesting to talk about. Other people can talk for me. Just ask Kay if you want Loud Hill instead of Silent Hill. Arsé-kun: Yog: It's a horror.... Never mind. It isn't time for this yet. Arsé-kun: Merlin: it'll be benny hill at this rate. Sheepy: Grif: I can learn of it later. Sheepy: Grif: Dad headed there last I spoke to him. He didn't come back by the time the King attempted to execute the Queen, so I suppose it must be an interesting place. Sheepy: Grif: Although he seemed tired... I have heard that dragons occasionally hibernate, so I suppose he went to his den to hibernate. Sheepy: Grif: I've never hibernated before. Arsé-kun: Kay: *holds up the empty beer mug* Do you wanna hibernate? No guarantees! Sheepy: Grif: ? Sheepy: Grif: If I eat that I won't hibernate. Sheepy: Grif: I'll get a stomach ache from internal bleeding. Sheepy: Grif: Unless you plan to bash that into my skull... Arsé-kun: Merlin: headon, apply directly to the forehead, h Sheepy: Grif: Being maced in the head is no fun... Hmm... Sheepy: Grif: I don't need to hibernate. Sheepy: Grif: Have you hibernated before, Kay? Arsé-kun: Kay: Only after drinking! Sheepy: Grif: Really? I never drink alcohol. Sheepy: Grif: I have to always be ready for quests. Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah, yeah. Shut up, c'mere. We're learning a language. Sheepy: *Grif comes over and sits by Kay* Sheepy: Grif: Let's learn. Sheepy: Bedi: If you need help teaching him, I am here. Sheepy: Grif: What are we reading? Sheepy: Grif: It’s not as though I have any I haven’t simply consumed for stat bonuses anyway. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Of course not. You’re a barbarian, not a librarian... ... ... H-hold on, consumed? Arsé-kun: Kay: *promptly smacks Grif* You don't eat books, you idiot! Sheepy: Grif: ? Sheepy: Grif: Give me a book and I’ll show you how to eat it. Sheepy: Grif: They always say to “consume knowledge”. So I consume knowledge. Sheepy: Grif: Have you never tried it? Maybe if you did, you would be stronger. Arsé-kun: Kay: Don't be stupid. Sheepy: Grif: Fine. Sheepy: Grif: So.......... what it comes down to is that we're at our goal is unachievable with the current KEY ITEMS. Sheepy: Grif: By the way, if you need further details on KEY ITEMS or [Book], you can select the colored text and hit X. Okay? Arsé-kun: Kay: :I Sheepy: Grif: Make sure to remember this in the future. Okay? Arsé-kun: Kay: I'll consider it. Arsé-kun: *they end up with a bible. they don't get far before it turns into a religious debate. yahoo.* Arsé-kun: *today's debate is if the Book of Tobit is canonical. considering knights were Very Christian this kinda thing was inevitable. merlin keeps out of this one* Sheepy: Grif: I know of this thing. If you rode inside of a whale you most certainly would die. Ride outside of it instead. Arsé-kun: Lance: That's not... I mean, yes? But that's not Tobit... That was... .... *awkward pause* Sheepy: Bedi: Job... Sheepy: Grif: No, that’s not his name. Sheepy: Grif: Bill. Arsé-kun: Lance: No, that's me. Sheepy: Bedi: ... Sheepy: Bedi: .... Jon. Sheepy: Bedi: ........ Arsé-kun: Kay: So, what? Are we allowed to skip church in this time? Or are we all just stupid. Sheepy: Bedi: Um, I go... but... Arsé-kun: Yog: *maybe joking* Wasn't it Noah? Sheepy: Grif: Noah was eaten by two whales. Sheepy: Grif: A pair of every animal came with him. Arsé-kun: Yog: That's still a better death than in reality. Anyway. Sheepy: Bedi: Jonah, that's it. Arsé-kun: Merlin: We got there in the end. Good job gays. Sheepy: Bedi: My apologies... My memory for names is worse than one would expect... Sheepy: Grif: His name is Bedivere. Not Gays. Arsé-kun: Merlin: He's my husband and I can call him what I want. Sheepy: Grif: I see... When you marry someone, you give them new titles... Sheepy: Grif: So you choose Gays, which rhymes with Kay (almost). Arsé-kun: Merlin: And the modern word for being a man that loves men in a sexy way is gay. So I'm right! Sheepy: Grif: I see. Sheepy: Grif: It rhymes with Kay. Sheepy: Grif: So... Ah, I see, it's plurals. So Kay must be included. Arsé-kun: Kay: That's what he comments on.... w wait, what? Sheepy: Grif: It's plural. Sheepy: Grif: He didn't include himself... Sheepy: Grif: I would not be included... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Mmm.... Okay, fair. You'd be something else. Sheepy: Grif: What? Sheepy: Grif: What am I? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Scary. Arsé-kun: Merlin: A disaster. Sheepy: Grif: No, you're just a coward if you find me scary. Sheepy: Grif: My wife didn't find me scary. She could fight me and win. A very attractive trait. Sheepy: Grif: If you worked hard, either one of you could fight me and win. So try harder. Sheepy: Grif: I believe in you. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Thanks, but that won't help when you've flattened me. Sheepy: Grif: Hmm.. Sheepy: Grif: Do you not train? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Not for this!! The only knight I've sparred against has been Bedi for the last kazillion years! Sheepy: Grif: Hm, no wonder you're weak. Arsé-kun: Kay: Wow. Way to insult Bedivere. Sheepy: Grif: Not an insult. Sheepy: Grif: An observation. Sheepy: Grif: Compared to the other Knights of the Round Table, he is the weakest physically. Better sparring partners would help you. More difficult battles will give you more experience points. Sheepy: Grif: But if every knight focused in STR there would be very few strategies that would be possible. Sheepy: Grif: His AGI is high so naturally he'd move first. A support role would be fitting. Debuffs, buffs, things like that. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I don't know. You haven't seen his arm go yet. That thing Hurts! Sheepy: Grif: Hmm... Does it lower his AGI? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Shockingly? Not at all. Sheepy: Grif: So he could go DPS or support. Sheepy: Grif: I am pure DPS. Sheepy: Myrrdin: And you haven't played video games before? Sheepy: Grif: No. Arsé-kun: *Yog-Sothoth, All in One, One in All, Keeper of the Silver Gate... just sheepishly grins in the background. Guilty.* Sheepy: Myrrdin: Why did you do this? Arsé-kun: Yog: It's easier to explain in the long run and because I said "dps" once during the wrong century. My mistake. Sheepy: Myrrdin:...Uhuh. Sheepy: Myrrdin: If we end up having to explain, you can explain it for us Arsé-kun: Yog: I'll take responsibility for my mistakes. Arsé-kun: Yog: But if he gets utterly owned or not within the next ten minutes is not of my doing either way. It will not affect the story I tell you to make up for my intrusion. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Sure, go ahead. Arsé-kun: *So Yog starts telling a story about one of his cousins, and their journey to get some goddamn humility as well as their power back, and it involves several hu-Wait a minute, that's just about...* Arsé-kun: Arséne: ---Me! I'm the one who got the help handling those wolves, so you're welcome! Sheepy: Harley: Those things weren't wolves... Arsé-kun: Arséne: Wolf men! You get the idea! Sheepy: Harley: Yes, I do. Sheepy: Harley: Thank you. Sheepy: Sherlock: Whoever that was was arguably scarier than those wolves themselves... Arsé-kun: Arséne: He's monster disposal. Sheepy: Harley: I see this. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Either way, we're gonna have one hell of a report to write up.. Sheepy: Harley: Great. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Magnifique. Sheepy: Harley: Do you want to write it?... I'm kidding. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Not especially. Sheepy: Harley: I guess I will. But...How do I even put any of this without sounding crazy... Arsé-kun: Arséne: Exclude the part where they were wolfmen. Just say they lost us in the fog. Easy. Sheepy: Harley: Right, makes sense. That way I can also scratch out a peacock wielding berserker. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... The peacock was a weapon?? I thought that was his pet! Sheepy: Harley: He threw it at an enemy... Arsé-kun: Arséne: Can birds like that do damage? Sheepy: Harley: They do have beaks and claws so maybe...? Sheepy: Harley: He had a sword too, but... Arsé-kun: Arséne: Oh well. It's not our problem anymore. Sheepy: Harley: Right. Let's head home. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Please. I'm exhausted, and I didn't do half the work you two did. Sheepy: Sherlock: We're going home finally? Good! Sheepy: *they head home!* Arsé-kun: *It's a long journey, but they make it!* Sheepy: Sherlock: We're back! Arsé-kun: Impey: Wellllcome back, pet detectives! How'd it go?? Sheepy: Harley: Awful. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Two new things to be afraid of. Sheepy: Harley: Werewolves and peacocks? Arsé-kun: Arséne: What? No. Werewolves and more werewolves. Sheepy: Harley: Makes sense. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Speaking of which, isn't there a detective that's a werewolf? Should we pass this off to them? Sheepy: Harley: Yes, staying with Moriarty I think. Sheepy: Harley: We can pass on both that and...No, no point. Arsé-kun: Arséne: No, finish that, and what? Sheepy: Harley: It's not like the Professor can do anything about a certain someone. Sheepy: Harley: He probably already knows anyway. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Ehhh... He might.. Sheepy: Harley:...? Ah. You've told him already? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I may have asked for someone to make the run over, yes. Sheepy: Harley: Good. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Now we just hope nothing else happens on that front. Sheepy: Harley:...As in him going after the Professor? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Non. I'd prefer that, it'd be easier on us. Sheepy: Harley: Hmm... Sheepy: Harley: I suppose me sleeping soon is important...but it worries me... Arsé-kun: Impey: Aw, don't be! I'll get Wilson and we'll guard you! Nothin' gettin' past this! *trying to look cool* Sheepy: Harley:...Thank you, Impey. I appreciate it. Arsé-kun: Impey: :D !!! Sheepy: Harley: Then I'll start getting ready. Arsé-kun: Impey: Just give me the word! I don't think anyone will mind if they miss my cooking just once! Sheepy: Harley: Then I'll start getting ready. Sheepy: *Harley gets ready and goes to sleep!* Arsé-kun: *Impey takes up guarding duty with Wilson and Sisi. He hired extra help.* Arsé-kun: *Either way, things are going smoothly, it seems. Nothing is happening. There's an occasional noise, but there's a few night-owls doing their own thing in these houses, so it's probably nothing!!* Arsé-kun: *Either way, things are going smoothly, it seems. Nothing is happening. There's an occasional noise, but there's a few night-owls doing their own thing in these houses, so it's probably nothing!!* Sheepy: *definitely nothing!* Arsé-kun: *It's also quiet, so even small sounds travel. Someone drops a book on a table? You're hearing it a few rooms away. A pin being dropped? Sure. Somebody gurgling? Please do that with the door closed, but same deal* Sheepy: *gurgling???* Arsé-kun: *You know!! People do that after brushing teeth sometimes! It's late! It can't be THAT weird!!* Sheepy: *true* Sheepy: *the silence helps harley stay asleep* Arsé-kun: *Which he really needs! Did you know it takes three nights of sleep to make up for one missed night?* Sheepy: *that means he needs like 15* Arsé-kun: *years* Arsé-kun: *And then, the Sound starts low, and slowly... Slowly it gets louder. Anyone that hears it will recognize it. It's.... It's....... Tom screaming.* Arsé-kun: Tom: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA Sheepy: *Harley rolls over...* Arsé-kun: Tom: :I Arsé-kun: *Tom relocates himself and tries again. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA* Sheepy: Harley: --SHADDUP! YER TOO LOUD! Arsé-kun: *Arséne reaches over and smacks Tom like an alarm clock at 6:45 AM before High School Mid-Terms. Cease!* Arsé-kun: Tom: >:I Arsé-kun: *Tom relocates himself one more time, and HOWLS* Arsé-kun: Tom: AAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Sheepy: *Harley jumps off of the sofa before launching himself at Tom, grabbing Tom and throwing him at the wall! Based on his unnatural speed and red eyes, this isn't a good sign* Sheepy: Harley: SHUT UP! SHUT UP! Arsé-kun: *Tom stops screaming.* Arsé-kun: *Aleister is somehow already here despite there being no entryways and standing juuuust behind Harley* Arsé-kun: Aleister: Well, good morning, Harley~ Sheepy: Harley: *he turns to face Aleister* ... Yer too loud. Arsé-kun: Aleister: *he smirks, but lowers his voice* My deepest apologies, dear. Sheepy: Harley: ...Yeah. Sure. Arsé-kun: Aleister: Right when I was going to gently wake you, too. How cruel they were. *he extends a hand to Harley* Perhaps we can go somewhere quieter? Sheepy: Harley: *he takes the hand with little hesitation...* Sheepy: *Something suddenly bites Aleister from behind!* Arsé-kun: Aleister: ?! *a tentacle busts out of his back to slam away whatever it was before he turns his head to look* Sheepy: *It was Wilson! He whines upon being slapped by the tentacle* Sheepy: Harley:.......! Arsé-kun: Aleister: How rude. Did you not teach the pup to not bite visitors? Sheepy: *His lets go of Aleister's hand before...going for his throat! Harley, no* Arsé-kun: Aleister: *he catches Harley's hand with his own hands before Harley can make contact* Uh-uh! Down, Harley..! Sheepy: Harley: You...You....! Arsé-kun: Aleister: It was instinctual. How was I to know? Sheepy: Harley: *He reaches for Aleister's throat with his other hand* I hate you! I HATE YOU! Arsé-kun: *Harley is able to grab Aleister's throat, but it doesn't seem to bother the man. At all* Arsé-kun: Aleister: Yes, so I am aware. Thank you for telling me. Sheepy: Harley: You hurt him...! Arsé-kun: Aleister: He'll be fine. Stand down. Sheepy: Harley: You, you...! *he punches Aleister* Arsé-kun: *It's a lot softer than it should be. Other than the obvious clothes, Aleister's body takes the hit the same way a bowl of slime would. As in, it'll be fine and it probably feels fucking gross* Sheepy: Harley: Yeh 'urt 'im, yeh 'urt 'im...! Jus' like I'll 'urt you! Arsé-kun: Aleister: Do not make me force you down. You have one chance. Sheepy: Harley: I don't care what yeh say, old man! Yer gonna beg fer mercy fer yer actions! Arsé-kun: *Impey RIPS the door open and off the hinges! He's here to save Harley! .... Except he's got the same eyes as Harley, and he's growling. uhoh* Sheepy: Harley: *he doesn't appear too bothered by this* Arsé-kun: Aleister: Ah, there you are. Restrain him. Arsé-kun: *Impey doesn't move* Sheepy: *Harley tries to grab Aleister's throat once more* Arsé-kun: *He does, but it doesn't do much again.* Sheepy: Harley: Why?! Why?! Sheepy: Harley: Yer like goo! Arsé-kun: Aleister: I was going to tell you, but not if you misbehave like this. You are being pathetic. Sheepy: Harley: Yeh 'it my dog! Arsé-kun: Aleister: Who's a good boy? It isn't you right now! Sheepy: Harley: SHADDUP! Arsé-kun: *Aleister looks startled for a second. Just a brief moment. Just* Sheepy: Harley: NOBODY GETS AWAY WITH 'ITTIN' WILSON! Arsé-kun: *Impey is processing complex abstractions* Sheepy: Harley: Why're yeh so gooey?! Yer disgustin'! Arsé-kun: Aleister: Be good and shut up! Arsé-kun: *Van distantly screams in anger. huh.* Sheepy: Harley: But yer a dog 'itter...!! Why do I gotta lisin' to yeh?! Arsé-kun: Impey: ...... Shhhuut up, Paathhetiic...? *he finally stalks in, still growling* Arsé-kun: *it is at this moment Aleister knew: He Fucked Up* Sheepy: Harley: There's no reason...! Arsé-kun: Impey: Why should I....?! Arsé-kun: Aleister: Not you, Barbicane, that wasn't to you! Sheepy: Harley:...Yer so gooey, it's disgustin'... Arsé-kun: Impey: Disgusting too now...? *he's focused on Aleister, despite Harley having said it* Arsé-kun: Aleister: Wait, why are you looking at me? I didn't say it, Barbicane! *he can't keep up with both of them at once, it seems* Sheepy: Harley:....Sheesh, that thing woke me up for this... Jus' wanna sleep more. ... Yer face ticks me off...! Arsé-kun: Impey: .... 'Nd you're in here! I'll kill you..!! Arsé-kun: Tom: ;) *sitting on the sofa again, staring* Arsé-kun: Tom: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! Sheepy: Harley: SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP! Arsé-kun: Impey: DIE DIE DIE! Sheepy: *Harley tightens his grip!* Arsé-kun: *And Impey lunges at Aleister to bite!* Arsé-kun: *Impey fails to land a bite, coming away with a mouth full of very questionable goo instead. He spits it out towards Tom, hisses, and resumes his attack* Sheepy: Harley: YER SO LOUD...!! Arsé-kun: *Aleister doesn't want to hurt his "Soulmate", so isn't making any moves towards him..* Arsé-kun: *Tom just sits there with that little smile on his face.* Sheepy: Nyar: ...Sheesh, for a guy who's pretty smart, you really don't plan ahead for every potential flaw in your plans, huh? Arsé-kun: Aleister: How was I supposed to know a dog whining would derail literal years of work?? Don't you have people to be corrupting? Sheepy: Nyar: Maybe try Tinder next time? Arsé-kun: *Aleister gives him a slightly annoyed look while pushing Impey away with a tentacle. Impey is biting into it. He doesn't notice or care* Sheepy: Harley: 'E's not jus' some dog! 'E's Wilson! Sheepy: Harley: 'E's th' most important thing t' me in th' world...! An' yeh 'urt 'im! I'll NEVER forgive yeh! Sheepy: Nyar: Or maybe you've run out of people on Tinder to swipe? Arsé-kun: *Aleister whips around and pulls out a revolver to shoot Nyar with. He misses completely. Ironically, he's the one almost blinded out of anger here...* Sheepy: Nyar: Have you considered taking aiming lessons? Arsé-kun: Aleister: Oh, shut up, Nyarla! Sheepy: Nyar: *grin* Maybe if you did, you'd have aimed for someone within your reach. Sheepy: Nyar: Normally I just drive people to insanity. But thanks to her and thanks to you, that's not an option. Sheepy: Nyar: Maybs if you hadn't acted to selfishly I would've helped...Hmm, but no. You make me mad. Arsé-kun: Aleister: What can you do without your power? Bleed on me? Don't be so egotistical. Sheepy: Nyar: See, this is why you're in this situation! Arsé-kun: Aleister: You need to explain. Neither of these berserkers can hurt me. You're just bluffing. Sheepy: Nyar: It's super simple to get this guy to warm up to you. Just give him pancakes and make him feel loved and appreciated. Compliment his dog. But instead you go ahead and start hurting everyone around him...Sheesh. That's kinda pathetic, isn't it? Arsé-kun: Aleister: Like you're any better, killing every other human you meet. At least I keep them alive! Sheepy: Nyar: Hmmm. Well, I'm the one in a romantic relationship and you're...Well, you're just alone. Arsé-kun: Aleister: For now you are! Sheepy: Nyar: You had a support system at one point, didn't you? Sheepy: Nyar: Or did your family just never love you? Arsé-kun: Aleister: Are you going to keep slinging schoolyard insults at me, or are you going to do something? You're boring me. Sheepy: Nyar: Hmm. Sheepy: Nyar: Oh, I'm doing something. Wouldn't you like to know what it is? Hmhm. Sheepy: Nyar: You should've left when you had the chance, but you just blew it away with your oh-so-suave, "take my hand ~ let's go somewhere quiet"... Sheepy: Nyar: Well, whatever. Sheepy: Nyar: Not my issue. Arsé-kun: Aleister: I WAS going to leave after that! You think you know so much! Sheepy: Nyar: Hehe. Sheepy: Nyar: Not only do I think I do, I do. Sheepy: Nyar: Man... If only you had your cane.... Sheepy: Nyar: Technically, you could just escape now, but you're too scared of accidentally killing your target, right? Well, it's too late anyway... Arsé-kun: Aleister: If you tell me where it is, I'll give you this garbage vampire to you to corrupt. Completely free, no strings. *he gestures to the Impey trapped in all the ?? ?? ??eldritch?? ?? ? mess? ? ? behind him. it was all beaten out of him and it's just, there. gross. put your guts? away* Sheepy: Nyar: Haha....I live here. Arsé-kun: Aleister: ...? heepy: Nyar: You don't need to "give" me any resident to corrupt. Unless you intend to not give my powers back... Sheepy: Nyar: Yeah, I live here. Sheepy: *Meanwhile, Harley has given up and just gone back to sleep. same* Arsé-kun: *Legendary posts* Sheepy: Nyar: I could've corrupted any one of them if I wanted. Sheepy: Nyar: But I didn't. Sheepy: Nyar: Because you know what? Sheepy: Nyar: Turns out, I like them. And then you hurt someone, well... They're less likely to wanna be your friend. Sheepy: Nyar: Maybe you should just put him to bed and leave? It may make you look betrer if actively don't commit evil. Maybe turn yourself in. Arsé-kun: Arséne: That's the sweetest thing you've ever said, Nyarlathotep, sir. *he leans in and takes a potshot at Aleister with Harley's gun. it connects but does no actual damage.* And he managed to bore Harley? Absolutely incredible. Sheepy: Nyar: Wow, thanks. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I hated it. Say something terrible. Sheepy: Nyar: Sure! Are you ready to feel true fear? Sheepy: Nyar: You might as well sit tight and beg for mercy. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Oooh, scary! *he mock shudders* Better than what's-his-face here! Also, five til. Sheepy: Nyar: It's not like you can run or hide anymore! Arsé-kun: Arséne: Iä, Iä! Sheepy: Grif: *he suddenly bursts in, wielding his sword* -Iä! Iä! Yog-Sothoth! Arsé-kun: Aleister: ?! Sheepy: Nyar: Sheesh, of course the guy who praises Yog's an absolute weirdo...I mean, I'm right here... Sheepy: Nyar: Anyway, have fun dying! Sheepy: Grif: [A wild ALEISTER appeared!] Arsé-kun: Aleister: ? ? ? ?? ? ??? Sheepy: Grif: *he lunges at Aleister* Sheepy: Grif: I'LL TEAR YOU TO SHREDS! Sheepy: Nyar: Don't bother running away. You've been set as a quest enemy. His reward, of course, is a nice shiny cane to chew on... With a snake design. You may find it familiar. Arsé-kun: Aleister: You...! Sheepy: *Grif stabs Aleister!* Arsé-kun: Aleister: ..!!! What is this?! *he backs off, and off the sword. gooey. gross* Sheepy: Nyar: You won't be dead probably. I want to watch you suffer as your hard work gets eaten away by some dragon who thinks eating books makes him smarter. Sheepy: Grif: *he goes for Aleister again* Arsé-kun: *there really IS no escape for Aleister, and he gets stabbed again* Sheepy: Grif: What do you drop? What do you drop? I'll add it to my hoard! Arsé-kun: *Aleister gets rather anticlimactically obliterated by a knight with a sword. It's completely embarrassing and the beating is absolutely atrocious.* Sheepy: Grif: I won. Sheepy: Grif: [Quest Completed: Give Him an Aleiscare] Arsé-kun: *[ADDITIONAL QUEST!]* Sheepy: Nyar:...Man, that could've been more fun... Hey, bud, wanna know where the cane was? Arsé-kun: *.... there is no title. it just says "Tell my uncle I say hello for me!"* Sheepy: Grif: Dad says hello. Sheepy: Nyar: Well hello to you too! Arsé-kun: Aleister: ..... Fine. *he picks his head up off the floor. that is the only thing still looking remotely human after all that.* Arsé-kun: *[QUEST COMPLETED!]* Sheepy: *Nyar swaggers over to Harley's bed and...pulls the cane out from under the mattress!* Arsé-kun: Aleister: ......... Sheepy: Nyar: Hehehe. Arsé-kun: Aleister: You... It....... It was...... Sheepy: Nyar: Just in reach this whole time. Sheepy: Nyar: Just like Harley. Sheepy: Nyar: Isn't that hilarious? Arsé-kun: Aleister: ................ Sheepy: Nyar: And for the icing on the cake... Hey, Grif, come over here. Sheepy: *Nyar gives Grif the cane. ...Grif starts chewing on it. Grif no* Arsé-kun: *Aleister lets himself faceplant back onto the floor. It makes a gross slime noise. Sploogch.* Sheepy: Nyar: This is why you always plan every single possible thing that could go wrong. Sheepy: Nyar: I give you a 3/10. Sheepy: Nyar: You got here through your hard work, but the work wasn't smart enough, even though you yourself are smart. Sheepy: Nyar: Really, if I was doing this, I'd be out of here with Harley already. Arsé-kun: Arséne: 2/10, barely tried. I brought Sir Grif's reward from helping me previously as w........ *he spots the questionably gory eldritch mess that was previously at least human SHAPED* ...... HereTakeIt *he forces a gemstone into Grif's hand and promptly bails scene* Sheepy: Grif:...! Sheepy: Grif: *his eyes figuratively light up.* Arsé-kun: *dumbass cat eyes, activate* Sheepy: Grif: *muffled* Shiny... Sheepy: Nyar:...Man, what to do with you... You could be useful in the future, but... Yoink. *he steals his power back!* Arsé-kun: *There is a mass disturbance in the force as that happens. Power Regained.* Sheepy: Nyar: ...Hey, I'm feeling better already- *Grif punches him* Ghhk! Buddy, you can wait until after I'm done to beat me up! Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, Aleister, are you alive? Arsé-kun: Aleister: *muffled* no Sheepy: Nyar: I guuueeesss I should take you to the hospital...Hmm...Hmm, I know. Sheepy: Nyar:...... Sheepy: Nyar:..Too bad everyone's left, hm? Sheepy: Nyar: I'm still here, sure, but I might just abandon ship. Arsé-kun: Aleister: ... W-wait, don't..! Sheepy: Nyar: Hehehe. Don't worry. You'll have a lot of company in Hell, okay? Arsé-kun: Aleister: I don't want to go alone..! Sheepy: Nyar: Too bad~ See ya. Maybe don't call me by some overly familiar nickname next time. Oh wait, you'll be dead. Arsé-kun: Aleister: Wait..! Sheepy: *Nyar "leaves".* Arsé-kun: *Aleister forces his reforming head up to look around. He really is alone now..... He's really alone. All alone. Alone. Alone alone alone alone alone alone alone alone alonealonealonealonealonealone.......... He screams, but no one was around to hear it.* Sheepy: *Nyar watches this with amusement. Oh, how he's missed working at full capacity! A cruel, twisted smile forms on his face... As Grif munches on his prize, slightly distractinh Nyar from his show,but that's okay!* Sheepy: Nyar: Sheesh, what a wimp...! Hehe, without someone strong to lean on he really is just a brainy coward! Sheepy: Grif: *chew, chew* Sheepy: Nyar: Oh, I just really feel like reigning terror now...! ...Hmm, but if I show Watson the work I've done (read: I stalled until the heavy lifter got here) he might praise me! Hehehe! Sheepy: Grif: *blank stare at Nyar as he keeps chewing on the cane* Sheepy: Nyar: I'm going to get so much praise from everyone... Sheepy: Grif: *chew, chew, chew* Arsé-kun: Impey: ..... *he blinks in confusion a few times from his spot on the floor before flinching from the sound of metal being chewed on. It cannot be a pleasant sound, according to our boy* Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, you're up! Arsé-kun: Impey: Hey... ..Hey, wait, why are we in here?? Sheepy: Nyar: Well, you went berserk. Arsé-kun: Impey: ?!?!???? *he jumps up and looks around* I didn't hurt anyone, right..?? Sheepy: Nyar: Nope. Sheepy: Nyar: You didn't. Arsé-kun: Impey: *PHEW!!* That's a relieffffuCK why is this guy here!? Sheepy: Nyar: You actually stalled him out really well. Wilson, too. And me. Arsé-kun: Impey: For...? *flinches again from that Noise* For That?? Sheepy: Nyar: We just needed to stall him out long enough for someone who could actually damage him to get here. Arsé-kun: Impey: Man, it sounds awesome. Wish I remembered it. Sheepy: Nyar: You bit him a bunch. Arsé-kun: Impey: *He decides to take Nyar's word for it (for now) and looks towards Harley* And how's our man of the hour? Sheepy: Nyar: He's resting. Aleister managed to... how do I put this. Sheepy: Nyar: Well, he was going to run off with Aleister until Aleister accidentally hurt Wilson. Sheepy: Nyar: And then he tried to strangle Aleister. Arsé-kun: Impey: Serves him right! Arsé-kun: Impey: But where's Wilson now? Willlll-son..? C'mere, buddy! Sheepy: *Wilson comes out from hiding. There he is!* Arsé-kun: Impey: There's the good boy! Who's a good boy?? Is it you???? Sheepy: Nyar: You were misinterpreting everything Aleister was saying and making it hard for him to deal with the situation properly. I think he was going to use you to help him abscond with Harley. Sheepy: Wilson: *bark! he’s wagging his tail. he’s the good boy!* Arsé-kun: Impey: .... Are you saying I did something good, or are you callin' me stupid? *he leans down to pet Wilson. Look at this good boy!!!* Sheepy: Nyar: No, it wasn’t an insult. It helped stall. Arsé-kun: Impey: Man, it doesn't feel right taking credit for it... It's not like I decided to do it.. Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, you gotta get praise for something. Sheepy: Grif: *completely incoherent response* Arsé-kun: Impey: ... Yeah, you're right! I'll take it! Sheepy: Grif: [Impey Barbicane - Junk Inventor: A goofy mechanic with a heart of gold. Secretly insecure. Makes the best pancakes.] Sheepy: Grif: Our bond as two who have fought side by side has been born. Sheepy: Grif: Even if you did just lie there. That’s fine. Arsé-kun: Impey: ...? *he turns to look at Grif and is immediately distracted by the menu instead. ooooooh. what fancy tech is THIS?* Sheepy: Grif: Do you find my menu of interest? Sheepy: Grif: It’s a menu any knight should have. Arsé-kun: Impey: It looks super useful!! Everybody should have one of these, it'd be so cool! Sheepy: Grif: Yes. I can see many things on it. I can demonstrate its capabilities to you when it conveniences you. Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, buddy, if you’re going to try to befriend people, you should tell them your name. Sheepy: Grif: Oh. Yes. My name is Griflet. This is my uncle. He’s a miniboss at times. If he bothers you, I will fight him. Sheepy: Nyar: I’m totally a final boss! Arsé-kun: Impey: Only a miniboss? Not a lot of faith in him, huh?-- Eh. Ehhhh. You're like... A late dungeon boss you can cheese with a good strat. Sheepy: Grif: I have fought worse. Sheepy: Grif: His capabilities make him suited for fighting humans. Sheepy: Grif: I have little interest in the hallucinations he inflicts upon me. I will always find him no matter what he tries. Arsé-kun: Impey: owo)b Sheepy: Grif: He doesn’t like crits. Arsé-kun: Tom: my unlife's work, ignored. Arsé-kun: Tom: i will fade into obscurity and die another death, preferably without horses this time. Arsé-kun: Tom: ... Arsé-kun: Tom: A horse's mouth is bigger than it's brain. Sheepy: Nyar: Yeah, so is yours. Sheepy: Grif: I don’t care about crits. Sheepy: Nyar: Not you! Arsé-kun: Tom: Horses can remember and understand human emotions, and don't like people that frown at them. Perhaps I upset that horse. Sheepy: Grif: ..... Sheepy: Grif: *he points at Tom* Baaaaa. Arsé-kun: Tom: Baaaa. I'm a sheep. Sheepy: Grif: Baaaaaaa. Sheepy: Grif: Anyway, is that all? I hear there are injured I should Interact with to Heal and create Relationships with. Arsé-kun: Impey: That sounds like a good idea. Just don't wake up everybody else doing it..! Sheepy: Grif: I see. Stealth. Sheepy: *Grif crouches.* Sheepy: *Grif starts sliding away slowly.* Arsé-kun: Impey: .... *looks at Nyar* I see the resemblance. Is your whole family like that..? Sheepy: Nyar: Eh. No. Not really. Sheepy: Nyar: He's my nephew's kid. Sheepy: Nyar: My nephew also has an extremely snarky satyr-like son who has a sibling that's an abomination but is invisible. Arsé-kun: Impey: Really gets around! Sheepy: Nyar: Yeah. Sheepy: Nyar: But there's a lot of variety. Sheepy: Nyar: He's just a weirdo who runs on JRPG protag logic and if he teams up with the right people he can hit bugs that allow him to clip through walls. Arsé-kun: Impey: Impressive! Sheepy: Grif: What is JRPG? Can Kay eat it? I want to bring him something nice. Sheepy: Nyar: It's a genre of video game. Sheepy: Grif: What is a video game? Sheepy: Nyar: It's a game you play on a...The games your dad plays! Sheepy: Grif: Television.. Long version of TV. Arsé-kun: Impey: But not all of them are. Just some. Sheepy: Grif: A television is minimum a foot long. TV are maximum a foot long. Sheepy: Nyar: He's from medieval times... Arsé-kun: Impey: It's called a TV because it's just an easier way of saying Tele-Vision.. What? Sheepy: Nyar: He must have time travelled. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Arsé-kun: Arséne: *from somewhere else* For a healer, he's moving awfully slow. Sheepy: Grif: ...! My services are needed. *he rushes to Arsene* Arsé-kun: Impey: ... Y'know, makes sense. If someone threw me into 3000 I'd be confused too. Sheepy: Nyar: Yeah. Sheepy: Nyar: But hey, if you befriend him, you'll have someone to show your inventions to! Arsé-kun: *Impey was already invested, but now he's got all his apples in one basket. eggs. whatever. shut up* Sheepy: Nyar: And he must not know much about current machines so you can tell him about that. Plus, he gets a friend, something he has a really hard time making. Win-win! Arsé-kun: Impey: :D! Sheepy: Nyar: Just a warning that he's kind of stupid and definitely a berserker. He's weird. Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, but here's one issue. How do we get this guy out of here? It's fun watching him suffer, but, like... Eventually we gotta move him. Sheepy: Harley: D' yeh both make it an 'abit, wanderin' int' people's rooms 'n makin' a nuisance 'f yerselves? Ramblin' 'n not lettin' 'em....Why's 'e 'ere? Arsé-kun: Impey: 'Pparently we stalled him. Mornin', how're you doing? Sheepy: Harley: Tired. 'ad 'n awful...What, stalled? So it wasn't a dream... Arsé-kun: Impey: Aw, even you remember it?? What was it like? Sheepy: Harley: Eh... Awful. Sheepy: Harley: Nothin's clear 'n m' loaf 's killin' me... Oi, yeh know 'f Wats'n's doin' fine? 's 'e safe? Sheepy: Harley: Nothin's clear 'n m' loaf 's killin' me... Oi, yeh know 'f Wats'n's doin' fine? 's 'e safe? Arsé-kun: Impey: :) ????? Sheepy: Harley: Watson. 's 'e safe? Sherlock? Sheepy: Harley: Lupin? Arsé-kun: Impey: Didn't check, didn't check, I heard him I think? Sheepy: Harley: *he clears his throat* ...Right, I'll go check on them then. You can come with me. Arsé-kun: Impey: Yessir! *and he picks up Wilson* Here is your important thing! Sheepy: Harley:...! Thank you. *he accepts Wilson* Sheepy: Harley: Let's go now. Sheepy: Harley: We can discuss what to do with him with the others. Arsé-kun: Tom: Never gift a horse in the man Sheepy: Harley:...Thanks, Tom. Sheepy: Harley: *he heads to see Lupin and the gang* Sheepy: Grif: And that's why you don't drink water after eating fish. Sheepy: Grif: It'll swim in the water and your stomach will hurt. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I thought that was why it was necessary to kill and cut the fish prior. *he's back at his desk with a mug of coffee. save him* Sheepy: Grif: Yes, you're very smart. Sheepy: Harley: Lupin. Are you okay? You're unhurt, right? Arsé-kun: Arséne: ! *he looks over* Yes, yes, I'm fine. I had to *ahem* I had to have a wallace but otherwise untouched. You though, are you okay? Sheepy: Harley: My head's foggy and hurting. I feel like I had an awful dream. Sheepy: Harley: I could be better but I'm fine. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Fantastic to hear. You two really had the bastard struggling, so good work. Sheepy: Harley: Thank you. Are Watson and Sherlock alright? Arsé-kun: Arséne: They should be. The Saint is making the rounds to check, or so I was told. I cannot confirm this because I can't see through the ceiling. Sheepy: Harley: I'm sorry, I'm just very worried. Arsé-kun: Arséne: It's completely understandable. Don't apologize. Sheepy: Harley: I should go check on them...right? Arsé-kun: Arséne: If you want to? Sheepy: *Harley goes to check on Watson!* Arsé-kun: *Watson is... not up. No one has woken him up for once* Sheepy: *Harley internally debates wanting comfort from Watson and bottling up and hiding his feelings as he usually does* Sheepy: Harley: (...But he needs the sleep and I'd just be bothering him...) Arsé-kun: Impey: owo? Sheepy: Harley: He's busy sleeping. Sheepy: Harley: I....I want to speak to him, but... No, he's sound asleep. We should move on. Arsé-kun: Impey: We should- Arsé-kun: *Tom loudly sneezes from Impey's pocket. If that wasn't enough, he follows it up with fart noises. local gremlin has recognized his maximum poltergeist potential* Sheepy: Harley:?! Arsé-kun: *Impey pulls out Tom and considers him* Arsé-kun: Impey: If that was revenge for not calling you a hero, that's fair. Arsé-kun: *and then Impey plops Tom back into his pocket (upside down) before looking to Watson, to make sure this didn't wake him up. Spoilers: it did.* Sheepy: Harley: ...! Sheepy: Harley: I'm sorry... Arsé-kun: Watson: Oh, Harley. Did you need something...? Sheepy: Harley: I shouldn't bother you with it. Arsé-kun: Watson: :< Sheepy: Harley:....Fine, if it's what you want. Arsé-kun: Impey: Have fun! *he pushes Harley further in (lightly) and closes the door. living up to his name i see* Sheepy: Harley: !! Sheepy: Harley:...Please don't laugh at me, but... Um... Sheepy: Harley: I-... I want-...You won't laugh, will you? I'm not bothering you, right? Arsé-kun: Watson: I won't. If it's important enough for you to come to me at this hour? Then it must be *stifled yawn* Very important. Sheepy: Harley: I want comforting after what just happened. Arsé-kun: Watson: .... What happened? *he shifts so there's room on the bed, which Watson pats. come, sit* Sheepy: *Harley sits in the new space* Sheepy: Harley: Apparently Aleister showed up. I don't know why but he's currently lying bloodied up in my room. Arsé-kun: Watson: !! Sheepy: Harley: I have vague memories at most. Arsé-kun: Watson: ... But you're here, unharmed, and he is not. Sheepy: Harley:...But I know I finally just wore down mentally too much to fight him off. I was going to go with him. Arsé-kun: Watson: And that did not happen, I see. Sheepy: Harley: I think I attacked Tom. I tried to strangle Aleister because he hurt Wilson I think. Wilson seems fine now, but... Arsé-kun: Tom: i scream you scream we all scream and hit the bad man Sheepy: Wilson: *blah blah blah tom blah blah blah blah wilson blah wilson blah blah* Sheepy: Harley: Right, I don't know what happened to him. Sheepy: Harley: Just that when I came to, well... He was on my floor. Arsé-kun: Tom: A big shiny man with a stabby stabby stabbed him a lot. Squiddicus invited tin can man. You gremlins got confusing. I kissed a wall. It was romantic. Sheepy: Harley: .....! That man who killed those werewolves earlier... Sheepy: Harley: Right, he was talking to Lupin, wasn't he. Arsé-kun: Tom: Did you know a horse's hooves are their fingertips? Sheepy: Harley: So Nyarlathotep or Lupin must have called him. Arsé-kun: Tom: Squiddly. Sheepy: Harley: I'm sorry, I'd explain everything better, but... Arsé-kun: Watson: No, no, don't work yourself up. We'll do it slowly. Sheepy: Harley: My brain is a haze. I think I was under the effects of the hidden potential. Arsé-kun: Watson: Then lets not force it. Have you had any water since? Sheepy: Harley: No. Sheepy: Harley: My first thought after looking over the situation was seeing if you along with Lupin and Sherlock were alright. Arsé-kun: Watson: Shocker. *he leans over to open a night-table drawer. there's like 4 unopened water bottles. one is given to Harley* I appreciate it, but you can't help us if you are dead. Sheepy: Harley: I haven't checked on Sherlock yet, but... Sheepy: Harley:...Thank you. Arsé-kun: Tom: sher-lock snores like a man dying of death. dying is bad. aaaa. Sheepy: *Harley takes a drink of the water. Wilson sniffs it. Wilson loses interest!* Arsé-kun: *smells like water and drawer* Sheepy: Harley:...Right, his snoring is impossible to sleep through. Arsé-kun: Watson: I almost pity Arséne. He has to hear it every night now. Sheepy: Harley: Yes.... Arsé-kun: Watson: Better than us hearing it. Oh well! Sheepy: Harley: Perhaps I should have warned him ahead of time, but he probably would've just said "oh, I can handle it" and not be able to handle it. Arsé-kun: Watson: That sounds like something he would do. Arsé-kun: *there's a small crash from below that usually means one thing: van helsing touched something in the kitchen.* Sheepy: Harley: Gh?! What was that...?! Arsé-kun: Watson: That sounded suspiciously like Abraham in the kitchen. It is not our problem. Sheepy: Harley: Right... Arsé-kun: Watson: But if you want to stay here for now, I wouldn't mind. Sheepy: Harley: You wouldn't...? I do want to stay here for now... It won't be too much of a problem, right? Sheepy: Harley: I won't be in the way? Arsé-kun: Watson: It's not a problem at all. Sheepy: Harley: Thank you. Sheepy: Harley: I suppose I should have told everyone sooner about him, but, I... Arsé-kun: Watson: Couldn't. It's hard to talk about things you're worried about. Sheepy: Harley:..I didn't want to endanger anyone or put more on people's plates. Yes, exactly. Arsé-kun: Watson: I see. That does explain a lot of things. Sheepy: Harley: But because of my actions, so many people got hurt. Arsé-kun: Watson: People get hurt. It happens no matter what we do, unfortunately. Sheepy: Harley: No. If I'd dealt with him sooner, Twilight would have been less powerful. Arsé-kun: Watson: I'm not so sure, considering they had, what did he say? Squiddly? Sheepy: Harley: But I kept him to myself... Which is what he wanted from the very beginning. ...Oh, Nyarlathotep. Sheepy: Harley: I suppose. Sheepy: Harley: But this hidden potential is his invention. Arsé-kun: Watson: All this aside, you still came to see if I was okay. I appreciate that, you know. Sheepy: Harley:...You do? Arsé-kun: Watson: Absolutely. It proves that even if you're acting however, you do still care. That's important. And I like the attention. Sheepy: Harley: Of course I do...! Sheepy: Harley: I just didn't feel like I had any choice. Sheepy: Harley: But at this point, I've been so cruel to keep everyone safe that no matter how much I apologize, I can't response redeem myself, can I? Arsé-kun: Watson: I doubt that. The physical.. How do I say this? You can point to him and explain now, and I doubt anyone will find fault with it. Sheepy: Harley:...Really? Arsé-kun: Watson: I don't see why not. Just not at this hour. Sheepy: Harley: Yes, I suppose so. Sheepy: Harley: I'm sorry for my actions. Even if my goal was to protect you, it... wasn't right. An explanation would have been smarter and less cruel. Arsé-kun: Watson: Apology accepted. Even if it wasn't, you had our safety as your priority. I can't say I'm angry about it, but I am still slightly annoyed from time to time. Sheepy: Harley: Yes...it wasn't right. Arsé-kun: Watson: Oh well. Lesson learnt, what's done is done. Sheepy: Harley: Thank you. Sheepy: Harley: I just hope everyone else feels the same way. I’ll need to apologize to everyone... including Mycroft. I treated him wrongly. I made him look terrible to others. In the end, I was just angry at myself for not being able to do more and needed someone to project the blame on someone. Sheepy: Harley: ...Sorry, I’m rambling. This is my problem. Not yours. You shouldn’t have to listen. Arsé-kun: Watson: I absolutely should and am. Sheepy: Harley: Why? Arsé-kun: Watson: It's my place to, is all. What kind of guardian would I be if I didn't listen to you? Sheepy: Harley: ...But- No, I can’t fight that. Arsé-kun: Watson: I'd prefer you didn't fight me on it. I'm not even armed. Sheepy: Harley: Armed? Sheepy: Harley: ... Sheepy: Harley: There is an armed man downstairs... Arsé-kun: Watson: .... I was joking. Sheepy: Harley: ...Right, but it’s kind of important to mention I think. Arsé-kun: Watson: You're right and I appreciate it, but I'm fairly certain we have a fair share of armed men. Sheepy: Harley: This one was chewing on Aleister’s cane. Sheepy: Harley: Which I also think is import to note...usually people don't eat metal... Sheepy: Harley:...Or think drinking water after eating fish makes them swim in your stomach. Sheepy: Harley: But that's besides the point. Sheepy: Harley: Basically, uh... I guess in the morning I should apologize to everyone. Arsé-kun: Watson: If that's what you want to do, then I guess it's a good idea. Arsé-kun: Watson: Personally? I recommend going to bed. It's too early and we are not going on a coffee binge Sheepy: Harley: I can't. Aleister is in my room. Arsé-kun: Watson: Horrible. Sheepy: Harley: He's a gory mess. I don't want to sleep around that. Arsé-kun: Watson: Then don't sleep in there..? Arsé-kun: Watson: I don't think anyone has the right to judge you sleeping somewhere else due to the circumstance. Sheepy: *in the morning...* Sheepy: Nyar: So basically, because I'm lovable, good, and praiseworthy, I built a coffin. Arsé-kun: Van: For what? For whoever dies when I start cooking? Or the hopefully dead man upstairs? Sheepy: Nyar: The latter. He's still not dead but it's fine. We can put him in early! Sheepy: Nyar: I've already notified the necessary people. Sheepy: Nyar: Vlad. Moriarty. Some weirdo gremlin. Arsé-kun: Van: I won't have to put you down out back then. Good work. *and he goes back to contemplating the frying pan* Sheepy: Nyar:...Hehehe. Arsé-kun: Van: I know what I said. Now shoo, before this enters your skull. Sheepy: Nyar: Fiiiiine. Arsé-kun: Van: Just get rid of him. Sheepy: Nyar: You got it. Sheepy: *Nyar heads upstairs* Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, hey, Aleister. Arsé-kun: Aleister: ... What. Sheepy: Nyar: As your very dependable and incredibly handsome local being of all evil, I went ahead and dug your grave. I even made you a coffin! Sheepy: Nyar: It's great, right? Sheepy: Nyar: That you've got someone like me? Arsé-kun: Aleister: Could I get the coffin without the grave for bringing your power right back to you, perhaps? Sheepy: Nyar: Hmmm, hmmm. Sheepy: Nyar: Like, a water burial? Arsé-kun: Aleister: No burial. No cremation, either. Sheepy: Nyar: Well, I've already got a prize for you. The knowledge that...Hayley? Hurly? What's his face is in good hands, being around me! It's like he doesn't need you at all. Okay, so he did end up with a bullet in his head because of me, but it didn't hit his brain so it's all good. That's enough for you to rest in peace, right? Arsé-kun: Aleister: you wHAT Sheepy: Nyar: Ehehehe. Sheepy: Nyar: Soooooorrryyy~ Sheepy: Nyar: But, I bet if you were there, it totally wouldn't have happened. Well, that's all water under the bridge. Sheepy: Nyar: Okay then, what do you want? Arsé-kun: Aleister: I want out of this room. Sheepy: Nyar: Where do you want to go? That's so vague. Sheepy: Nyar: I could dunk you in a grave with a request like that. Arsé-kun: Aleister: .... If you don't close the grave, fine. Sheepy: Nyar:...You expect to escape, hm. Sheepy: Nyar: Well, I suppose I shouldn't crush your hopes... Sheepy: Nyar:...I want to watch any hope drain from your eyes... as a spectator. Ehehe. Arsé-kun: Aleister: ... You say, having tormented me several times. Sheepy: Nyar: You haven't learned a thing from this whole adventure, I'm sure. Arsé-kun: Aleister: Make better plans. Sheepy: Nyar: Well, it's not tormenting if it's true Sheepy: Nyar: My dad did, indeed, put Harley in the hospital for a while as mentioned previously! Sheepy: Nyar: So it's just meaningless bullying. Sheepy: Nyar: I really thought you'd be so happy to know he doesn't need you a bit, 'cause he's got everyone here. If you truly love someone, knowing the one you love will be happy and safe after you're gone naturally should be a thing that brings you peace. Arsé-kun: Aleister: What the hell are you talking about? You sound like a children's show hero. Arsé-kun: Aleister: I haven't even gotten to Have him. Why would that help any?? Sheepy: Nyar: Because loving someone means being happy, even if it hurts some, when they have joy outside of you. Basically, you shouldn't need to have him to be satisfied. Just move on. Arsé-kun: Aleister: Of all the people to be lecturing me.. Sheepy: Nyar: That should make you realize just how far you've fallen! Arsé-kun: Aleister: Don't you have innocent people to be mentally scarring? Sheepy: Nyar: You're more important at the moment, 'cause I've got a very personal reason to be here. Sheepy: Nyar: So lemme tell you something important. Sheepy: Nyar: Give up. Move on. Improve your life. Sheepy: Nyar: He will never feel anything but hate for you. Ever. Arsé-kun: Aleister: Ah-ha, but I'll be remembered! Sheepy: Nyar: That's all you care about, hm? Arsé-kun: Aleister: let me have this. Sheepy: Nyar: I could take that from you if I wanted...Hmm... Sheepy: Nyar:...But, nope, I'm too nice. Sheepy: Nyar: Although I suppose if he remembers you, you have power over him... Sheepy: Nyar:........ Sheepy: Nyar: He did seem happier when he didn't remember you. Arsé-kun: Aleister: Do you really think I'm going to believe you? Sheepy: Nyar: As I mentioned, he got shot a while back. Sheepy: Nyar: Amnesia. Presumably temporary neurological issues. You know, the whole nine yards. It's the happiest I've seen him, despite the neurological issues. He was actually improving a lot as a person, almost as if you just entirely slipped his mind. But when you showed up... Man, I wanna do that to someone! Arsé-kun: *Aleister... Is not convinced. Not much of a surprise, since the informer is chaotic evil and a manipulator* Sheepy: Nyar: It's fine if you don't believe me. You will after I'm done, but... Sheepy: Nyar: For now, I guess grasping that last shred of hope is enough. Sheepy: Nyar: Here's something else. It should bring you joy! Sheepy: Nyar: Without you in the picture, he met up with his older brother again. Did you know that Sherlock isn't his only sibling? Sherlock didn't, not after you gave him brain damage. Arsé-kun: Aleister: ... you're doing this on purpose aren't you. Sheepy: Nyar: Well, I think it's important for you to know. Sheepy: Nyar: I know it's my nature to be evil, to be a manipulative jerk, blah blah blah. Sure! Maybe I may be that, but this isn't the time. Sheepy: Nyar: Basically, my point is that... Sheepy: Nyar: Not only is he much better off without you, you're much better off without him. All of the time you've spent chasing the unachievable, the achievable has been right in front of you being neglected. Sheepy: Nyar: You shouldn't keep chasing him. Better yourself. Become the person he'd actually want to associate with, down to the very depths of your heart. Don't try to make him the type of person who would want to associate with you. Sheepy: Nyar: Because in the end...That isn't love. It's just possessiveness. What you saw last nighr with Wilson, that was love. Something that shines through no matter what. Sheepy: Nyar: You understand. Right? Arsé-kun: Aleister: Yes, I do. Now stop talking. Sheepy: Nyar: Why? Arsé-kun: Aleister: How can I rest in peace with your trashy voice ringing in my ears? Sheepy: Nyar: I still need to put you in a coffin before those three show up... Arsé-kun: Aleister: Then do it. Sheepy: Nyar: You don't even wanna know who those three are? Arsé-kun: Aleister: I get the feeling that I'm doomed whether I know or not. Sheepy: Nyar: Okay, well, I wanna see your face, soooo...!! Sheepy: Nyar: #1: Vlad. Sheepy: Nyar: #2: Valvatorez, whoever that is. Arsé-kun: Aleister: I don't know either. heepy: Nyar: #3:....dahdahdahdaaaahhh~! Your brother! Will he show up? Won't he? Who knows! Sheepy: Nyar: I didn't invite your nephew, Omelette, because he's probably eirher at work or with his best bud, Mycroft. Arsé-kun: Aleister: He'll just taunt me and leave. The only threat here is Vlad. Sheepy: Nyar: Eh, I wouldn't say that. Sheepy: Nyar: That second one's a tyrant I've heard. So two threats! Arsé-kun: Aleister: Can't be that bad if I've never heard of him. Sheepy: Nyar: Eheh. If you say so. Okay! *he lifts up Aleister* Arsé-kun: *Aleister doesn't bother fighting him. He's tired, he's sad, he'd like to hand in his villainy card but won't admit it,* Sheepy: *Nyar brings him to the coffin* Arsé-kun: Aleister: dont forget to lower me into the ground so you can let me down one last time. Arsé-kun: Aleister: I said put down, not buried. Sheepy: Nyar: Sure, sure. Sheepy: Val: Hm, hm... This wood is fine...The choice of barbed wire is strange, but I suppose it's meant to be a fashion statement... Arsé-kun: Aleister: ... ..... ........ *and NOW he's worried. Nyar was right, there ARE two Tyrants here! ohhhh no.* Sheepy: Val:...Although this coffin...I feel as though...Hmm, I wouldn't normally go for this color. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Is that really your priority? Sheepy: Val: Hmmm... Of course! Is its appearance not important? Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, I've got the guy who goes inside! Sheepy: Val: This coffin gets a 7/10, especially since I got caught on the barbed wire. Sheepy: Nyar: Gosh, really? Sheepy: Val: It was cozy inside. Sheepy: Nyar: Why would you... Arsé-kun: Vlad: Because he has the brain of a bat. Sheepy: Nyar: Yeah, no joke... Sheepy: Nyar: Anyway, here we go. *he dunks Aleister inside* You got any last words, old man? Sheepy: Val: Hm....Hmhm! Oh, I see now! Yes, yes, just give me a minute... The materials are all here... Sheepy: Nyar: Not you! Sheepy: Val: Oh, this would be a nice accessory... It would really drive home...*mumbling* Arsé-kun: Vlad: ... ... *he bonks Val with his fist. shush!* Sheepy: Val:? Sheepy: Nyar: Go on. Arsé-kun: Vlad: ... Seems unlikely. Sheepy: Nyar: Great! Moriarty? Arsé-kun: Mori: Sayonara, you piece of trash. Arsé-kun: Aleister: knew it. thanks. Sheepy: Nyar: Oh, nice, I like that. If Harley was here too, he'd share the same sentiments! Sheepy: Nyar: Okay, since you don't wanna be buried alive, but your state is kinda...youch, here's what's gonna happen! Sheepy: Val: I see, you don't consider medical treatment an option. Sheepy: Nyar: Sssshhh. Sheepy: Nyar: Blue, pink, or red? Arsé-kun: Aleister: ... um? Sheepy: Nyar: Wrong, it's white! Sheepy: Val: Oh, yes, I was thinking white..... Sheepy: Val: I guess you like your monocle...Yes, everything looks right. ...Hm. Right, he probably hasn't told you.... Sheepy: Val: I have been called here.... Arsé-kun: Vlad: stop being dramatic. Sheepy: Val: to RE-EDUCATE YOU! Arsé-kun: *vlad sighs* Arsé-kun: *cricket sounds. despite being 10 am. don't ask questions* Sheepy: Val: Simply, you will live within the body of a prinny until you have gained enough good will to finally receive your body once more! Generally it'd be reincarnation, but...Well, that's not important! Sheepy: Val: Do you understand? Arsé-kun: Aleister: What's a prinny? Sheepy: Val: Hahah! Already I see where my work lies! Arsé-kun: Vlad: ... Save it until we get back. Sheepy: Val: A prinny is a soul of a sinner placed within a suit in order- What? Sheepy: Val: Then when do we put him in...? Arsé-kun: Vlad: What did I just say? Sheepy: Val: Hm, considering he’s not dead, should we even be... oh, his body’s so damaged. I understand. This is to help him be in a less painful body until his body recovers, right? Sheepy: Val: Such a merciful thing to do! It brings me to tears!... Well, it would, but it doesn’t. Sheepy: Val: Now then, Mr. Not-So-Dead-Guy-Whose-Name-I’ve-Totally-Forgotten, do you want a hat? Sheepy: Val: Oh, I see now. Sheepy: Val: Everyone’s watching. Are they too shy to come out? Arsé-kun: Vlad: It's likely unnerving with us two being here, along with... Well, having been with the Professor. Sheepy: Val: Why? Sheepy: Val: He left... Sheepy: Val: This Herlock Sholmes man must frighten him. Sheepy: Nyar: Hehehe. Herlock Sholmes... Sheepy: Nyar: Man, good times. Sheepy: Nyar: It’s because of you I’ve got such a great place to live... Sheepy: Nyar: So thanks! You being horrible really did benefit me!... Okay, you aren’t the ONLY reason, but still. Arsé-kun: Aleister: please. please stop speaking. Sheepy: Nyar: Eheheh. Arsé-kun: Vlad: *he closes the coffin for Aleister and shoots Nyar a Look* Would we be about done here? Sheepy: Nyar: Yup. Sheepy: Nyar: Have fun! Arsé-kun: Vlad: Most certainly not. The only one having fun here is Val. Sheepy: Val: Hm... fun? It’s strictly business... Arsé-kun: Vlad: You say. Sheepy: Val: Yes, yes, of course. Sheepy: Val: This is my job as a prinny instructor. Arsé-kun: Vlad: You were critiquing a coffin. Sheepy: Val: Would you not? Arsé-kun: Vlad: There is a time and place for everything. Sheepy: Val: Now’s the time. Arsé-kun: *they are going to be squabbling over this for the next hour.* Sheepy: *good thing to keep them occupied as they go home!* Arsé-kun: *Can't argue with that!* Arsé-kun: Impey: .. Okay, they're gone! Who wants eggs? I bought eggs earlier! Sheepy: Harley: Eggs? Sure. Arsé-kun: Impey: :D Sheepy: Harley: It wouldn’t be too much of an issue? Arsé-kun: Impey: Why would it?? I just asked! Sheepy: Harley: Well... uh, I just thought I should make sure. Arsé-kun: Impey: Don't worry about a thing, bud! Sheepy: Harley: Thank you. Arsé-kun: *Impey exits scene whistling* Arsé-kun: *frans phone goes off about 20 seconds later* Arsé-kun: Impey: [text:to Fran] CODE VIK DONT COME DOWN Sheepy: Fran: *he checks it* Sheepy: Fran:...Vik? Like...He's here...? Why stay upstairs? I should go down... Arsé-kun: Impey: [text: to Fran] CODE VAN IN KITCHEN LOL WHOOPS Sheepy: Fran: [text: to Impey] Thank you, Impey. Sheepy: *Harley, meanwhile, is going through the fun experience of typing something up and then deleting everything because he's too nervous to send it. Eventually, he settles on...* Sheepy: Harley: [text: to Mycroft] Hello, Mycroft. Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Harley] Good morning. Are you finally going to speak to me? Sheepy: Harley: [text: to Mycroft] No. Bye. ^·w·^) Sheepy: Harley: [text: to Mycroft] ...I'm kidding. It's important. Are you busy? Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Harley] ( ͡° ͜ʖ├┬┴┬┴ I'm listening. Sheepy: Harley: [text: to Mycroft] I've been pushing you away for a while. I've been cruel. Insensitive. Selfish. It's not enough for me to just start being friendly towards you again as I was after my accident. Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Harley] (ノಠ □ಠ)ノ彡( \o°o)\ Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Harley] Well, why would it NOT be?? Sheepy: Harley: [text: to Mycroft] I've been awful towards you. I should apologize and make up for it. Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Harley] You can start by apologizing. Sheepy: Harley: [text: to Mycroft] I'm sorry. Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Harley] ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* \(◕ヮ◕✿)/ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Harley] Right you said this was serious. Ah. I forgive you. Sheepy: Harley: [text: to Mycroft] I know this is out of nowhere. It's not something I just came to by myself. I think it's important I tell you about it just in case. Sheepy: Harley: [text: to Mycroft] You forgive me? That makes me happy. Sheepy: Harley: [text: to Mycroft] Do you know how Sherlock suffers from the after effects from a nasty head injury? Amnesia, forgetfulness, things like that? Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Harley] Unfortunately, yes. Sheepy: Harley: [text: to Mycroft] Last night the culprit of his injury came for me. Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Harley] In THAT house?? How many pieces was he in when he left? Sheepy: Harley: [text: to Mycroft] Surprisingly solid. Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Harley] ┐('～`)┌ Sheepy: Harley: [text: to Mycroft] But basically... After what happened to Sherlock and after he began aiming for people close to me, all I could think to do was to try to cut all ties. You know, to keep people safe. It obviously backfired. On top of that... I didn't want to blame myself alone for his injury, for everything. So I convinced myself that if you were there, things would have been different. Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Harley] ... I mean, you're half right. It would have, in the way that I'd have coughed on the man and nothing else. Sheepy: Harley: [text: to Mycroft] I should've understood that sooner. But instead I hated you for my own incapability and downfalls. I know you've already accepted it, but again, I'm really sorry. Sheepy: Harley: [text: to Mycroft] Can I make it up to you somehow? Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Harley] For full forgiveness, you must adhere to the rules of this contract. Section A: It is recommended the guilty party spend more time at the term owner's property. Section B: Come over for lunch, I'm off today. Section C: Punch your neighbor in the face and get me my painting back Is2g I'm not stupid Sheepy: Harley: [text: to Mycroft] I'd like to visit you more often... Can I come over? I can ask him about your painting before I do. Sheepy: Harley: [text: to Mycroft] Technically, although I do have a case, I'm off today as well. I'm waiting for something. Sheepy: Harley: [text: to Mycroft] If I visit more often, wouldn't I be intruding without an invitation? Can I really just ask you out of nowhere if I can come over and not look like I want help with something? Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Harley] Yes, no, yes in that order! :Dc Sheepy: Harley: [text: to Mycroft] I'll go ahead and get ready then. (*•̀ᴗ•́*)و ̑̑ Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Harley] ヽ(◕∇◕)ノ Sheepy: Harley: [text: to Mycroft] Just need to make sure everyone's alright with it after what happened yesterday. ( •́ .̫ •̀ ) Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Harley] (owo)b Sheepy: Harley: [text: to Mycroft] I may or may not have a habit of disappearing for over a year when something like this happens... (๑•́ ω •̀๑) They'll get mad if they think I'm abandoning them (again) ... (๑ó⌓ò๑) Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Harley]（；￣д￣） Sheepy: Harley: [text: to Watson] If my client shows up today, you can text me and I'll arrive. (*•̀ᴗ•́*)و ̑̑ Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Harley] Excuse me? And where are you going?? Sheepy: Harley: [text: to Watson] She's a blonde child. She might be a little snobby but be patient. I believe in you. (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧ Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Harley] That did not answer me. Sheepy: Harley: [text: to Watson] Mycroft's. ヽ(｡･ω･｡)ﾉ Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Harley] Oh! That's fine. Sheepy: Harley: [text: to Watson] I wasn't going to text you but I expected you to immediately assume the worst. ╮(─▽─)╭ But glad to have your permission. Sheepy: *Harley gets going!* Sheepy: *...and eventually gets to Mycroft's house!* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 20 Arsé-kun: *Before we get to that, today has contained a Miracle™! Van cooked. The kitchen is intact. It is a christmas miracle.* Sheepy: *amazing!* Arsé-kun: *praise him. OK ANYWAY* Sheepy: *Harley knocks on the door.* Arsé-kun: Mycroft: *he opens it* Morning! Sheepy: Harley: Good morning. Sheepy: Harley: I might need to leave at a random time for my client...but that's doubtful. Arsé-kun: Mycroft: If work calls, then that's just how it is. Sheepy: Harley: Yeah, unfortunately so... Sheepy: Harley:...I'm forgetting something... Arsé-kun: Mycroft: Yes, you did. Sheepy: Harley: Hold on a minute, what was it... Arsé-kun: Mycroft: Started with a "P", ended with a "G" and it was mine. Sheepy: Harley:....... Arsé-kun: Mycroft: Don't worry about it. I'll fight your neighbor on it later. Sheepy: Harley: I'm sorry. You probably noticed from the dark circles under my eyes but I've barely slept recently. Arsé-kun: Mycroft: It happens. Sheepy: Harley: I'll try to remember when I get home. Sheepy: Harley: I'm the one who should deal with it because he stole from you because of me. Sheepy: Harley: So don't worry about it. I'll figure it out. Sheepy: Harley: I just hope he hasn't sold it already. Sheepy: Harley: I just want to make sure, um... No one has been harassing you, sending you strange messages...You know. Things like that. Arsé-kun: Mycroft: Surprisingly not. At least, not that I'm aware of. Sheepy: Harley: I see. Thanks for telling me. Sheepy: Harley:...Whoops, no, this is more like me working than me visiting you... I'm sorry, I never visit people except for work, so this is somewhat new for me. Arsé-kun: Mycroft: Then stop talking about work. That's a good first step. *but he moves to let Harley in* Sheepy: Harley: I see... Oh, thank you. *he enters* Arsé-kun: Finis: Gross. You're letting people in. That's how the bugs get in. Sheepy: Harley: I apologize if any bugs came in with me. Arsé-kun: Finis: Fine, but it doesn't excuse the one letting you in. Arsé-kun: Mycroft: :v Sheepy: Harley: ...? Sheepy: Harley: Well, if Mycroft let bugs in, it's because I stood in his doorway too long... Sheepy: Cardia: I think it was meant to be an insult, knowing Finis. Sheepy: Harley:...? Arsé-kun: Finis: It was. Sheepy: Harley: I didn't notice. Arsé-kun: Finis: You look like trash. Sheepy: Harley: I know. Arsé-kun: Finis: Insomnia or trauma? Or were you gambling? Sheepy: Harley: Unfortunately the latest culprit of my case kept me up for multiple days in a row. So, I suppose both insomnia and trauma. Sheepy: Harley: I don't gamble... Arsé-kun: Finis: So you're already better than Mycroft. Good on you. Keep being alive. Sheepy: Harley: Mycroft gambles...? But it's just for fun, no big amounts, right...? Arsé-kun: Finis: .... I want some of whatever you were on. I might stop thinking for ten minutes. Sheepy: Harley: I was on mind control and being broken piece by piece in my dreams. Also caffeine. An unhealthy amount of it. Sheepy: Harley: I wouldn't recommend it. Arsé-kun: Finis: Drink water. Sheepy: Harley: I'll keep that in mind. Arsé-kun: Mycroft: Maybe that would be best done now? Sheepy: Harley: Uh, no, it's fine. Arsé-kun: Mycroft: Take a seat, any seat. Sit down n' stay a while. Sheepy: Harley: Thank you. *he sits* Sheepy: Harley: I'm sorry....as I said, I rarely visit anyone for anything other than business, so... what am I supposed to talk about? Arsé-kun: Finis: Politics. Weather. Your kid's grades. Lies perpetuated by the media. The last dog you saw on the way here. Who cares? Sheepy: Cardia: Hobbies, I think. Sheepy: Harley:....? Sheepy: Harley: Kid... Ah, like Wilson, due to the phrase "dog dad". Wilson's incredibly intelligent... But I don't have any grades of his. Arsé-kun: Finis: Show us your dog again Sheepy: Harley:...! Right, I have new pictures of him. Arsé-kun: Finis: ! Sheepy: *Harley begins showing Finis pictures if Wilson on his phone!* Arsé-kun: *Finis melts. Look at that dog! Look at! That dog! It is! So fucking cute! Aaaaaaaaaa!* Sheepy: Cardia: He's named after Watson, right? But he has a mustache... Sheepy: Cardia: Could it be that he actually did have a mustache when you named him? Arsé-kun: Finis: .... Dr. Watson would look his age with a mustache. Sheepy: Cardia: You're right! Maybe he should grow one! Arsé-kun: Finis: He might be taken more seriously as their legal guardian if he didn't look their age. Sheepy: Cardia: Yeah, exactly! I was shocked to learn that. Sheepy: *Harley doesn't seem to be paying any attention to this. Actually, he moreso looks fast asleep... That didn't take very long.* Arsé-kun: *Poor Harley. But he deserves it* Sheepy: Cardia: He fell asleep... Sheepy: Cardia: What do we do? Arsé-kun: Finis: ....Would you like to peruse his phone gallery for more limited-edition dog pictures? Sheepy: Cardia: Sounds like a good idea! Sheepy: Cardia: There's a lot of pictures here. It seems like the Wilson pictures are entirely unsorted, but there's some folders too. Arsé-kun: Finis: I suppose they're sorted in a way... Sheepy: Cardia: "Other Animals", "People", "Cases", "ALEISTER", "Sightseeing"... Arsé-kun: Finis: ... Where do we even start? Sheepy: Cardia: He's a detective, so cases probably means pictures of crime scenes, right? Arsé-kun: Finis: Hard choice. Do we start with Wilson, or do we start with an inevitable gorefest? Hm... Sheepy: Cardia: Well, Wilson is the better of the two, so...leave the best for last! Arsé-kun: Finis: Inevitable gore it is. *he opens the case gallery and scrolls to the waaay bottom* Sheepy: Cardia: ...Huh. Sheepy: Cardia: It's mostly not gore, but there's some nasty things in this. Sheepy: Cardia: Why would anyone want an occupation that consists of this? But both he and Sherlock did too... Hmm, maybe Mycroft would be a detective too if they hadn't been separated...! Arsé-kun: Mycroft: Don't you lump me in with these two. It's far too much action. Sheepy: Cardia: You don't like action? Arsé-kun: Mycroft: I'd much rather have a stable job. Sheepy: Cardia: I guess detectives have to wait for crimes to be committed to stop them. Sheepy: Cardia: So if they arrest all criminals they're out of a job... Arsé-kun: Finis: That's dumb. Sheepy: Cardia: Although, I guess he doesn't have to worry about that, because based on the name of the "ALEISTER" file, he's already on the bad side of Eggs' uncle. Arsé-kun: Finis: Sucks to be him. Sheepy: Cardia: Yeah. Sheepy: Cardia: But being a detective isn't that stable I think. Sheepy: Cardia: You know what job is stable? Arsé-kun: Finis: A stablehand. Sheepy: Cardia: Building homes for horses!...That too!

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det. AU 16.5

The Daemon Sultan stared in confusion at the scene unfolding in front of him. It was normal for this human man, male, Farmer-variant, a young one about 50 years old, to have visitors, but none like this. Two more humans, both male, in matching black suits and sunglasses, had rather suddenly shown up and started questioning the Farmer. "Suddenly" was not a term the Sultan liked to use, but it was the only descriptor he could think of.

The Sultan had hidden himself immediately, of course- He was dumb, but not stupid. It was bad enough that the Farmer had probably seen him with his guard down, he didn't need more humans knowing he was here. Peering through the cornstalks he was bound to remain in, he tried to eavesdrop.

"-n' I'm tellin' ya, I've seen 'em plenty o' times! Every otha' week or so, those damn ufos come swoopin' down 'ere n' snatchin' up my cows!"

Ah. This again. The Farmer was what the Sultan learned was called a "Conspiracy Theorist"- Wait, no. That was for people who believed in things that didn't exist. The word he wanted was "Correct". Aliens very obviously existed- The Sultan was one himself, a fact he never really considered often. But here, "aliens" was meant to refer to the Yith that had recently visited to borrow a livestock sample, not that the Farmer knew this. He insisted on calling them "Little green men", which confused the Sultan greatly. They weren't even green. Perhaps this Farmer was colorblind. That would explain a lot of things.

As he kept listening, he heard the Farmer refer to the Yith as "Liddl' shits that just want me damn cattle!" and couldn't help but scoff and shake his head. The Farmer had no idea what he was talking about, like usual.

Glancing back up, he shifted his bangs to see better before immediately getting something in his eyes. Pollu-- No. Pollen. Was it pollen? He rubbed his eyes in annoyance- The human form had ways to prevent things from getting into eyes, but they almost never worked. Maybe he could think of a better way to...

Once able to see, he saw one of the suited men looking in his direction, one he decided to call "the Suit". The Sultan wasn't worried- He had censored himself from everyone's senses. It was his favorite trick, one that put "Blind Idiot God" in a different perspective. He was still an Idiot God, but no one could see him like this... Until he realized they weren't looking away. The man couldn't see him, impossible. No one, mortal or not, could see him censored. Maybe. Usually.

The Sultan looked down at his hands, and found they had been lightly covered in something silver and sparkly. Pollen wasn't silver or sparkly. He knew that much from being here.

He started to wipe his hands off on his shirt, and then stopped with a realization. It wasn't coming off, and the Suit was approaching him. Oh no. Oh, no. Was it on his face? Was it in his hair?? Was this powder what he thought it was???

A quick sniff confirmed it for him. Powder of Ibn-Ghazi, made with human bones and used to... See.... The invisible........

Without a word, the Sultan turned around and started walking away, hoping it wasn't also on his back. It was quickly proven that it WAS, as something small and loud hit him in the shoulder. Definitely a gunshot. He didn't need to see that to know that's what it was, or why his whole arm exploded in pain. He glanced back to see the Suit coming closer, frowned, and made a very poor decision- He ran.

At least, he thought he had been running. One moment he was certain he had been, the next he was not. The next... The... ... ...

... ... ....... ....... .............

The Sultan drowsily blinked as he tuned back into the mortal realm. Why was he on the ground, he briefly wondered, before realizing the Suit was leaning over him. The Suit was staring at him, but the Sultan couldn't discern his facial expression due to his sunglasses.

"I'm not supposed to be helping you," said the Suit, helping the Sultan up off the ground, "But with these kids shooting off fireworks, it's too dangerous to leave you here." Above them in the sky were displays of gunpowder and light- The aforementioned fireworks. The Sultan observed these for a few moments before pausing, seeing a few fireworks that were... Rather close? He wasn't sure how to word this. As he started to address this minor concern, one of the gunpowder-containing rockets began to drop out of the sky, having not gone off. The Sultan merely watched as the Suit whipped around to see it in a panic. The Sultan didn't share the sense of urgency, unsure why it was such a threat until it actually landed on the ground and spectacularly exploded, throwing bodies, sparks, and burnt corn alike.

The Sultan, relatively unfazed outside of the burnt patches on his clothes, pulled himself out of the fallen cornstalks. The cornfield had become engulfed in flames, and amusingly enough some of the surviving stalks had started shooting off burnt popcorn.

Not a big deal, the Sultan figured. With the destruction of the field, his exile would end. Perhaps he should of thought of this earlier. Maybe then he would have been sitting indoors with a nice textbook and pot of--

He tore himself out of his thoughts as he heard distant yelling over the roar of the flames. For a moment he thought it was the Farmer, but he quickly realized his mistake. This was clearly the other suited man's voice, not having the same vocal inflictions as the Farmer.  And they were... Calling for someone? For the Suit, who the Sultan now learned had a name- Alvere.

Huh. He'd never even considered these people had names. Upon considering further, he realized he didn't even know the Farmer's name. Hhhhuh.

But irrelevant! The Suit- Alvere- was nowhere in sight. The Sultan could not see very far past the walls of fire, so there was nothing he could.... No! No, there was something he could do! He might be dumb at times, but even he occasionally had ideas!

Temporarily suspended from his exile, the Sultan immediately and intentionally went back to where he had been prior- That is, the Detective's office. He was immediately greeted with a scream of terror from the Detective, which he had not expected but did not react to either.

"Howdy. Corn's on fire," the Sultan plainly stated, hoping to keep things simple.

"What?!" responded the other, Blond Detective.

"Corn's on fire," the Sultan repeated dully, "I didn't do it." A brief pause, and then started to add "Do you have one of those... um," before stopping, realizing he didn't know the earth words for this. Giving up, he ended his sentence with "Things," and hoped the point got across.

Unfortunately, it did not, and he had to append after a pause "Big tube. Spray. Fire bad."

"A fire extinguisher?" asked the Blond Detective, to which the Sultan replied "That's the bitch".

The two Detectives briefly discussed this while the Sultan finally thought about what he was doing. If he helped put out the fire, his exile might last longer. He'd never considered this outcome. He'd never considered an outcome at all, only the idea of being useful.

The fire extinguisher was pushed into his hands, and he snapped back to attention.

"Here, you can have it," the Blond Detective was saying. The Sultan hesitantly took it, commenting how he'd only wanted to borrow it before realizing that was what had been said.

"Oh, that's what you meant. I will try to return it as..." he trailed off to stifle a yawn. Now of all times! "Soon as I can, but no... No promises."

With further permission granted, the Sultan started to speak and then stopped, visibly and mentally struggling for words. His language did not have words for gratitude, and he wasn't sure how to properly use the ones in the currently-used language. He eventually settled on giving a clearly uncomfortable thumbs up and mumbling "Sick," before disappearing from that scene, leaving the two Detectives in silence and burnt popcorn scent.

The Sultan was already spraying the extinguisher the moment he reappeared in the corn field. Sure, he may have broken the handle, but it was doing what was needed despite that. Looking around, he was now easily able to spot the poor Su- no, Alvere. He was easily able to spot poor Alvere half-buried under burnt crops and quickly reached out to scoop him up while still extinguishing some of the fire. It didn't dawn on the Sultan that pulling out any kind of alternate limb- benign or not- would possibly frighten any other bystanders until after he realized he was being watched. He didn't need to turn his head to see who it was, but for it felt right to.

It, of course, was the Farmer, gawking and pointing at the Sultan's tentacles. What a surprise. To the Farmer's credit, though, he didn't retreat when the Sultan brought his tentacles closer to him. The Sultan didn't question it, of course- He was busy. And he was too busy to hold an injured human, so he slowly placed Alvere down next to the Farmer. He didn't even turn to make sure the Farmer would do something- He was sure the Farmer would act.

"Toldya there were aliens!!" shouted the Farmer some time later, shattering the Sultan's concentration into smithereens. He quickly whirled around to see what the big deal was- Too quickly, in fact, as he managed to smack himself with one of his own tentacles and make himself dizzy... ... ..No, not again! He was NOT going down two times in one evening! He hated doing it, but at this rate he was going to need to personally stop the cause of this. He'd only need a moment of concentration to--

Wiggling, writhing, bubbling, toiling, nothing was needed and nothing was done. No. No! He was here in his true body for a reason! Finding the underling with the flute was always easy, especially when he was alert, so he was going to do it right now. With a few eyes on the northern axis he spotted the flute player and without hesitation reached from the corner of the boundary to snatch the flute from their nameless paws. That being done, he could return to the human avatar and continue what he was doing.

--Much better. Now that the noise was gone, the Sultan could focus much easier on what was occurring, that being the Farmer yelling up a storm while the other suited man tried to patch up Alvere. Neither of the suited men seemed all that thrilled about the situation, and the fire was definitely gone, so the Sultan opted to move in closer. Slowly, not too slowly but not too fast either. He certainly would not be spotted at this speed, he believed, only to be proved wrong immediately when all three humans looked at him.

Shit. Well, no getting out of this one!

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det. AU 16

Arsé-kun: *Saint Germain is sitting in Arséne spot, with Arséne's papers and a few of his own. He is completely ignoring Arséne staring at him, very much intentionally.*

Arsé-kun: Germain: Did everyone have a good holiday weekend? I certainly did when I wasn't being stared at for food, which was honestly most of it. According to the paperwork carelessly left here, only a few things happened. This is true, but I have an addition. Sheepy: Nyar: I stared at you for other reasons. Arsé-kun: Germain: Yes, I know, and I appreciate it. How does this go, now... Ah, yes. *ahem* While Twilight's leader has been banished to the Cornfield, and somehow has not come back despite easily being able to, Twilight is beginning to be dismantled. A slow process, but one I applaud. Dr. Watson left several hours ago to start this, if anyone is wondering where he is. Sheepy: Nyar: Awww..I knew I was lonely. Now I know why. Arsé-kun: Germain: You throw me to the side so easily, I'm honored. Sheepy: Nyar: Well, he fascinates me. Like Randy, but Randy moreso. Arsé-kun: Germain: And due to you mucking about in the background, we've successfully reunited a boy with his long-lost father. Very touching, and absolutely has no other relevance to any secret plans. We are honest men with honest jobs. :) :) :) And at least two people died, but the cause of that has been contained. Sheepy: Nyar: Yeah! Arsé-kun: Germain: We've done our good deed for the week. We pet a dog, we stopped more murders, you almost caused one but it was fun to watch. Sheepy: Nyar: Hehe. Sheepy: Nyar: I do it all for you...and my own enjoyment. Arsé-kun: Germain: Oh, the end result should be spectacular. Sheepy: Nyar: Yes. Arsé-kun: Germain: The detective has no more notes, and I have no more additions. Everyone is dismissed, except you, Nyar. Sheepy: Nyar: Am I in detention? Sheepy: Nyar: The dog ate my homework. Arsé-kun: Germain: You ate your own homework? Again? Arsé-kun: Arséne: can we maybe not have weird roleplay at my desk Sheepy: Nyar: Aww...but we were just getting to the good part. Sheepy: Nyar: You're never any fun, Lupin. Lighten up a little. Have a laugh. Wear a smile. You may make a friend if you do. Arsé-kun: Germain: Ah, wait, there is an additional note. *he pushes all the mail off the desk. bitch* I brought that in. One of the envelopes smells suspicious, and trust me, you can tell. :) Sheepy: Nyar: Hmm? Who's it from? Arsé-kun: Germain: I'm not going through someone else's mail *despite the fact that he absolutely already did* Arsé-kun: *Arséne just slowly bends down to get the mail, and leaves them to... Whatever the hell they're doing* Sheepy: Fran: Um, did you get kicked out of your own office...? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I did, and I'm afraid of the aftermath. Sheepy: Fran: That's unfortunate. Arsé-kun: Impey: That sucks. Do y'all want pancakes? I'm gonna make pancakes. Sheepy: Fran: Sure. Sheepy: Fran: Thank you, Impey. Arsé-kun: *Impey doesn't even wait for Arséne to answer. Fran said yes to pancakes. Pancake time bby* Sheepy: Fran: It's been really relaxed recently...I'm enjoying it, but I can't help but to worry... Arsé-kun: Arséne: Tell me about it. I totally expect something to happen. Sheepy: Fran: Something always does. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Every single time. Things are always happening. *he starts going through the mail* Sheepy: Fran: I should value it while it lasts. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... ... You want the good or bad news first? Sheepy: Fran: What is it? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Well, Impey got a letter, so that's nice. Sheepy: Fran: Oh, that's nice! Sheepy: Fran: What's the bad news? Arsé-kun: Arséne: That's also the bad news. Look at it. *he slides a blood-red envelope across the table. wax seal and everything. and a stamp with a dolphin jumping over a rainbow. real goddamn mature.* Sheepy: Fran: ...? Sheepy: Fran: It seems important... Arsé-kun: Arséne: That's what I'm afraid of. That's the most vampire-looking envelope I've ever seen. Sheepy: Fran: Hmmm...But who sent it? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Well, gee. If I knew, I'd tell you. Sheepy: Fran: I'm sorry... Arsé-kun: Arséne: But does it have anything identifying? Sheepy: Fran: Well, there's a dolphin on it. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... On the seal. Sheepy: *Fran looks at the seal* Arsé-kun: *The seal has a seal on it. or maybe a sea lion. this was not taken very seriously* Sheepy: Fran: I guess they have a sense of humor. Sheepy: Fran: We should tell Impey when he isn't busy. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Oh, certainly. Sheepy: Fran: It concerns me...It's probably nothing negative...Right? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I hope not. I'd like to say he's done nothing disastrous yet. Sheepy: Fran: He hasn't, yes. Sheepy: Fran: Maybe it's just because of the color of the envelope but I feel anxious about the letter... Arsé-kun: Arséne: That is a part of my concern as well. Sheepy: Fran: Red usually means danger. Like blood. Arsé-kun: Arséne: (and me) Arsé-kun: Arséne: Do yourself a favor and absolutely don't sniff the envelope. Sheepy: Fran:..? Why? Sheepy: Fran: I've probably smelled worse...but... Sheepy: Fran: If it has an odd smell, it's important that we know what's on it before we touch it without protection. Sheepy: Fran: But considering who it's from...I'm guessing it probably smells like blood. Sheepy: *Fran disregards him and sniffs it after putting on a glove* Sheepy: Fran:...Blood.... Sheepy: Fran: And the ocean...? Sheepy: Fran: So the sender is a sailor? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Excellent deduction, but did you really have to do the exact thing I said not to do? Sheepy: Fran: Um... Sheepy: Fran: Well, I've smelled so many chemicals... It doesn't bother me too much. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I didn't want the smell of blood to ruin breakfast. Arsé-kun: Arséne: The more I know, I suppose. Arsé-kun: *Arséne considers the rest of the mail, and pushes it onto the floor to make space* Arsé-kun: Arséne: Spam mail. Sheepy: Fran: Ah... Sheepy: Fran: I guess all we can do is patiently wait for Impey. Arsé-kun: Impey: *literally right there, cooking* Nono, go on, I'm listening! Sheepy: Fran: Should I read you the letter? Arsé-kun: Impey: Yeah, that'd be great, since I'm a bit tied up! Sheepy: *Fran opens the envelope.* Sheepy: Fran: "To Impey Barbicane, I hope this letter finds you well. The meeting will be at the usual place, at the usual time. After the meeting will be a celebration at the ship in the dock. Tickets will be necessary. Please keep a hold of the tickets enclosed (3 - 1 for yourself and 2 for friends). Please consider dressing properly, as there will be a dress code as will be discussed at the meeting. Food and drinks will be provided. Just don't cause trouble. See you soon. -VIK" Arsé-kun: *Impey turns his head to stare. His hair almost lands in the pan. It doesn't. He's not Van Helsing level of hell kitchenare.* Arsé-kun: Impey: Dress code??? Sheepy: Fran: Yes, it does seem to say that... Arsé-kun: Impey: Where am I supposed to get fancy clothes at the last minute?? Sheepy: Fran: Considering the expensive looking paper it's on... Sheepy: Fran: And the color of the ink... Arsé-kun: Impey: Wh.. What color is it?? Sheepy: Fran: A gold color on black paper. Arsé-kun: Impey: Sheesh! Can we say "Bragging about money"?? Sheepy: Fran: I suppose so. Sheepy: Fran: But the smell on top of that makes me think of pirates... Sheepy: Fran: But are there even vampire pirates? ...Vampirates? Arsé-kun: Impey: Vampirates! Ooooh, I'd kill to see that! Sheepy: Fran: But has there been a ship before? Sheepy: Fran: We could ask Delly more details. Arsé-kun: Impey: Yeah, that's new to me too. Maybe Eggs knows more too. Sheepy: Fran: Should we call him? Arsé-kun: Impey: Maybe later, it's a bit early. Sheepy: Fran: If he doesn't know, Saint does probably. Saint knows everyone. Sheepy: Fran: Who will you be bringing? Arsé-kun: Impey: Now who do you think? Sheepy: Fran: Me? Arsé-kun: Impey: Obviously! Sheepy: Fran: But who will be the second person? Sheepy: Fran: Lupin, right? Arsé-kun: Impey: *he looks at Arséne. Arséne is rapidly shaking his head no.* Nah. Sheepy: Fran: Ah. Then whom? Or have you not decided? Arsé-kun: Impey: I'm thinking, I'm thinking! Don't you smell the gas pumps burning? Or just the pancakes? Sheepy: Fran: Huh? Sheepy: Fran: If it’s burning, that’s dangerous. Please be careful! Sheepy: Fran: I should look for a suit... I don’t have one... Arsé-kun: Arséne: I'd let you borrow, but I think you're actually taller than me.. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... But I might be able to alter a suit for you. Impey's too tall, so too bad. Sheepy: Fran: Yes, I’m 5’11”. Impey is 6’1”. Arsé-kun: Arséne: That does present a problem. Hmm. Sheepy: Fran: Why did they decide to have such short warning...? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Well, it could just be late. Perhaps mistakes were made. Sheepy: Fran: I suppose so... Sheepy: Fran: But where will we get suits? And...Discussed at the upcoming meeting? Shouldn't it have been at the previous one? Arsé-kun: Impey: Yeah, no one said anythin' about any of this! Sheepy: Fran: This Vik person...Must really be a scatterbrain. Arsé-kun: Impey: Aww, don't talk about yourself like that! *he's obviously joking and pauses to poke Fran* Sheepy: Fran: Huh? Oh, no. The author is named Vik. Arsé-kun: Impey: You're Vik, they're Vik, are there any more Victor's I need to know about?? Sheepy: Wagahai: *meow* Arsé-kun: Impey: What's this, the baby's name is also Victor?? *he scoops up Wag with his free hand* Sheepy: Fran: But this handwriting... It bothers me. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Eh? What's up? Sheepy: Fran: Look at the letters. This is clearly handwritten, but... Sheepy: Fran: Every letter is perfect. Sheepy: Fran: Nobody writes like this.... Arsé-kun: Arséne: You're right. You're absolutely right. Even I can't pull this off. Sheepy: Fran: The signature, meanwhile, um... Sheepy: Fran:...Embarassingly enough, my handwriting isn't much better... Arsé-kun: Arséne: That's clearly handwritten by a living person. The only rivals to this are Watson's handwriting, and Wag dipped in ink and set loose across a canvas. Sheepy: Fran: So maybe he's a doctor? Sheepy: Fran:...I'm joking, of course... Sheepy: Fran: But I was in medical school and saw a lot of handwriting as bad as this. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Then maybe you're right. Arsé-kun: Impey: Who cares? Pancakes! *which are unceremoniously put on the table. getcha food* Sheepy: Fran: Thank you, Impey. Arsé-kun: Impey: O'course! Now lemme see that letter! *he plops into a chair, eager. hippity hoppity give him his property* Sheepy: *Fran gives Impey the letter and takes off his glove* Arsé-kun: *Impey starts looking it over while stuffing himself with Pancake* Sheepy: Fran: Do you recognize it? Arsé-kun: Impey: nmompe! Sheepy: Fran: I see...Too bad. Sheepy: *Fran enjoys his own pancakes.* Sheepy: Fran:...I know. Sheepy: Fran: Holmes...No, wait...He is 6'... Sheepy: Fran: But, um... Sheepy: Fran: Our frames are different. He's muscular. Arsé-kun: Impey: That would just need some taking in and hemming, but I'm still stuck. Arsé-kun: Impey: But it said deets were at meeting, so maybe it ain't as bad as we think? Maybe I can just go as-is! Arsé-kun: Impey: ... Then again, we're vampires, and meeting's later. We got time. Sheepy: Fran: Um...Can vampires fit into any suit?? Arsé-kun: Impey: I wish! Sheepy: *Later on!* Arsé-kun: *Impey bashes the door in. Good afternoon!!!!!* Arsé-kun: Impey: WE DON'T NEED SUITS! Sheepy: Fran: What? Really? Arsé-kun: Impey: Semi-formal, whatever that means! So... Nice jacket??? Sheepy: Fran: I'll wear my coat. ..But have you decided on a third person? Sheepy: Fran: If not, um... Arsé-kun: Impey: ? Arsé-kun: Impey: If not? You can finish that. Sheepy: Fran: Um, what about Adam? Arsé-kun: Impey: That's a great idea!! Sheepy: Fran: I'll go ask him. Sheepy: Fran: *he goes looking for Adam* Sheepy: Fran: Adam? Sheepy: Fran: Are you busy? Arsé-kun: Adam: Not exactly. Do you need something? Sheepy: Fran: Um, Impey was going to a party and invited both you and me. Arsé-kun: Adam: I understand bringing you, but me? Sheepy: Fran: Um...I suggested it. Arsé-kun: Adam: I appreciate it. It is a little worrying since I might stand out, but if you suggested it, I'll come. Sheepy: Fran: You won't stand out. Arsé-kun: Adam: ... How so? Sheepy: Fran: Um... Sheepy: Fran: Everyone there is a vampire. Arsé-kun: Adam: ... Is that safe for you? heepy: Fran: It should be. Sheepy: Fran: But um..if it's not safe... Arsé-kun: Adam: If it's not safe, you go on my shoulders. Sheepy: Fran: Yes...I suppose nobody would pick a fight with you... Sheepy: Fran: You do need to wear something nice...but not a suit. Arsé-kun: Adam: I have... Four sets of clothes. Sheepy: Fran: Um... Sheepy: Fran: Any should do... Arsé-kun: Adam: .... I'm not wearing my uniform. It barely fits, anyway. Sheepy: Fran: What else do you have? Arsé-kun: Adam: What I'm wearing, summer clothes, and dirty laundry. Sheepy: Fran: Um...what you're wearing. Sheepy: Fran: I'm sorry... Arsé-kun: Adam: Don't apologize. I never requested extra clothing. Sheepy: Fran: But I should've thought of this. Sheepy: Fran: I didn't. Sheepy: Fran: It just didn't occur to me... Arsé-kun: Adam: It's fine, really. Sheepy: Fran:...Well, alright. I'll ask around. Arsé-kun: Adam: Good luck, Dad. Sheepy: Fran: Yes..I hope it works out. Sheepy: Fran: *he goes looking for help* Sheepy: Fran: Adam agreed to it but he needs an outfit. Sheepy: Fran: What should we do? Arsé-kun: Impey: I'm workin'as fast as I can, but no way I'll be done in time. Arsé-kun: Impey: So, uh.... Sheepy: Fran:...? Arsé-kun: Impey: Ask... Lupin? Ask the Saint?? Sheepy: Fran: Saint-Germain is capable of anything. I'll ask him. Sheepy: *Fran goes looking for Saint* Arsé-kun: *Saint G is, like most of the time, on HIS side of the broken upstairs wall, drinking tea and minding his own business. At least put your knives away before doing other things, sir.* Sheepy: Fran: Good afternoon, um... Arsé-kun: Germain: Good afternoon, Doctor. You don't come over often- Do you need something? Sheepy: Fran: I'm sorry...I suppose that's selfish... Sheepy: Fran: Adam needs a semi formal outfit, but... Arsé-kun: Germain: But there's nothing else that can be done? Sheepy: Fran: Yes. Sheepy: Fran: I'm sorry... Arsé-kun: Germain: Very well, you've come to the right place. *he puts his book down* You'll need to wait here, though. Sheepy: Fran: Thank you... Arsé-kun: Germain: Quite welcome. This will give me a chance to clean up some of Nyar's closet while I'm at it. *he goes and throws open a closet before going in. Must be a walk-in.* Sheepy: Fran: .....? Sheepy: Fran: Nyar's....? Arsé-kun: Germain: Nyar's. *he leans back out, significantly messier than he'd been a minute ago* How long has it been, a few minutes? *and he throws a few articles of clothes onto his chair. big.* Try these, I'll keep looking. We have time. Sheepy: Fran: Yes. Thank you! Arsé-kun: Germain: Quite welcome. Arsé-kun: Adam: ...? Sheepy: Fran: Saint-Germain found them. Arsé-kun: Adam: That's... Interesting. Am I to try on? Sheepy: Fran: If you want to. Sheepy: Fran: Saint-Germain said that if it doesn't work we can try other things. Arsé-kun: Adam: ... It would be rude to refuse his offerings.. Very well, I'll try. Sheepy: Fran: Alright. *he gives them to Adam* Arsé-kun: *Adam promptly starts changing. It's just FRAN. Fran's seen every side of him, and we sure hope he has, he hand made this guy* Sheepy: Fran: *he patiently waits* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 10 sides. The die showed: 1 Arsé-kun: Adam: .... Not happening. Can't close it. Sheepy: Fran: I'll ask him for a larger size. Arsé-kun: Adam: That would be helpful. Sheepy: *Fran visits Saint again* Arsé-kun: *Germain's folding clothes of... questionable quality and make, but he isn't complaining. He got to steal a Boyfriend Sweater. long* Arsé-kun: Germain: How was it? Sheepy: Fran: Too small. He couldn't close it. Arsé-kun: Germain: That is a shame. I'll give it a second shot. Sheepy: Fran: Thank you! Arsé-kun: *Germain returns about... Ten minutes later, with a precariously close to falling stack of clothes* Sheepy: Fran:?! Arsé-kun: Germain: I've got it, I've got it..! *and he plops it down by the other clothes. Phew!* Sheepy: Fran: Wow! Arsé-kun: Germain: I almost felt a threat to my life, sheesh. Who knew clothes were so dangerous? *haha. :) :) :)* But yes, take what you'd like. Something here is bound to work. Sheepy: Fran: Thank you! I hope you weren't hurt. Sheepy: *Fran takes some clothes and brings them to Adam* Arsé-kun: Adam: More...? Sheepy: Fran: Hopefully they work out. Arsé-kun: Adam: I, too, hope so. Arsé-kun: *Some of it is iffy, some is workable, and some again just does Not Fit. With what works, it looks okay? Could be better and probably feel better, but it's more than he had.* Sheepy: Fran: I'm sorry that it's not better than it is... Sheepy: Fran: I should've thought of this... Arsé-kun: Adam: You do not need to be responsible for everything. It is fine. Sheepy: Fran: Yes....but... Arsé-kun: Germain: Delivery~~♫ *he just strolls in and drops off more clothes* Sheepy: Fran:?! Thank you! Sheepy: Fran: I hope these work out... Arsé-kun: *The overall summary is "No". Germain at least bothers to look elsewhere. Why he does this when his eyes are closed is beyond science.* Sheepy: Fran: Too bad... Arsé-kun: Germain: .... All right, one more shot. I'm calling in the big gun. Sheepy: Fran: Big gun? Arsé-kun: Germain: I'm getting Nyar to help me. Sheepy: Fran:?! Sheepy: Fran: But he doesn't help anyone. Arsé-kun: Germain: You've gotta bargain. Sheepy: Fran: Really...? Arsé-kun: Germain: Pardon me. I will give this one, as they say, the old college try. Sheepy: Fran: Thank you! Arsé-kun: *The Saint exits again. plz hold* Sheepy: *Fran waits.* Arsé-kun: *Germain enters about five minutes later with a much smaller stack, a smug grin, and the pain of landing square on your ass from several feet up.* Arsé-kun: Germain: This should be much better. Sheepy: Fran: Thank you! Sheepy: Fran: Hopefully these work. Arsé-kun: *They do!!!! Horray!* Sheepy: Fran: Oh! They fit! Arsé-kun: Adam: It does feel a bit... Better, yes. Sheepy: Fran: That’s great! Sheepy: Fran: I’ll go tell Impey. Arsé-kun: Germain: It'd be wise. Sheepy: *Fran goes to tell Impey* Arsé-kun: *Impey has taken the entire sewing machine apart to fix it. He completely derailed from what he was supposed to be doing.* Sheepy: Fran: He found an outfit...um, what are you doing? Arsé-kun: Impey: Trying to fix this! Damn thing broke half an hour ago, I can't--- Huh, you say he found something? Sheepy: Fran: Yes. Arsé-kun: Impey: Huh! Then I don't need this anymore! Nice! *and he just sweeps the bits and pieces into the trash. yoint* Sheepy: Fran: Right. We can buy a new one. Arsé-kun: Impey: Or I'll use Lupin's, he won't mind! Sheepy: Fran: Right... Arsé-kun: Impey: Okay, show me how spiffy he looks! I gotta see! Sheepy: *Fran brings Impey to Adam* Arsé-kun: Impey: Oh, oh, that absolutely works! Sheepy: Fran: Yes. Sheepy: Fran: So we should all be set. Sheepy: *And so, with everyone ready and wearing proper clothing, Impey and crew head to the ship on the dock. The cruise ship is bustling with activity!* Sheepy: *There's an old sailor greeting the guests.* Arsé-kun: sailor: -- Good to hear you again, Valzy, but I can't quite find you. You've shrunk too much! Sheepy: Val: Worry not. I am right before you! Just tilt your head down a bit. Sheepy: Fen: You find your jokes about Lord Val's weakened state funny, do you? And yet, this man will be the one to rule over you...! Sheepy: Val: How have you been doing recently, Viktor? Arsé-kun: Viktor: Fine and well, thank you for asking! But please, have you had any blood recently, Val? You're going to vanish at this rate. Sheepy: Fen: I have been trying again and again to get him to drink blood again. Sheepy: Val: No, I've had better! Arsé-kun: Viktor: The rule was no humans, yes? Sheepy: Val: Yes. Arsé-kun: Viktor: Then I may have something for you. Speak to me later on. Sheepy: Val: Hm? Sheepy: Val: So long as it's not human blood. Arsé-kun: Viktor: Of course. I would never do that to you, my friend. Sheepy: Val: Of course not! Sheepy: Fen:...Hm, hm... Sheepy: Val: I think very little about getting my power back. I feel quite fulfilled re-educating criminals... Although... Sheepy: Val: Perhaps they'd take me more seriously if I had a more mature face... Arsé-kun: Viktor: You're holding up the line. Sheepy: Val:...? Sorry. *he goes in, followed by Fen who is glaring at Viktor* Arsé-kun: Viktor: *he winks to Fen and continues his apparent job* Sheepy: Fran: Um...here's our tickets. Arsé-kun: Viktor: Thank you, go on ahead with your two. Sheepy: Fran: Thank you! *he goes in* Arsé-kun: *Impey and Adam follow him in.* Sheepy: Fran: It's so...fancy. Arsé-kun: Impey: I'm glad we didn't have to go full fancy, though... Sheesh, it'd be so stiff. Sheepy: Fran: I agree. It's a little unnatural and uncomfortable. Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 20 Arsé-kun: Delly: Might! *BOO!* Be stiff and unnatural because we're all vampires and you're just Fran!! Sheepy: Fran:?! ...Ah, Delly! Arsé-kun: Delly: I thought you'd be coming! Please, I'm so bored! The adults suck! Arsé-kun: *delly joins the party without permission* Sheepy: Fran: We can join you. Arsé-kun: Delly: *Hooray!* Maybe we'll find something to do! Oh, and we should get a table before the good spots are gone! Sheepy: Fran: That's a good idea. Sheepy: Val: Oh, my friend, it's been so long! Sheepy: Fen: ...It's you. Arsé-kun: Mori: ... Ah, good evening, gentlemen. Sheepy: Val: How have you been? How has that rascal been? Omelette? Arsé-kun: Mori: I've been fine, and he's growing up well. He managed to land himself a good job. Sheepy: Val: Oh? Really? Wonderful, wonderful! Sheepy: Val: I have been busy with a new job... Criminal rehabilitation! I educate criminals on their wrongful ways and teach them of a new lifestyle! Sheepy: Fen: ...Of course, this is but a temporary job. Lord Val will be reigning over all of you as Tyrant once more in the future. ...Hmhmhm. Sheepy: Val: !? I am!? Arsé-kun: Mori: Interesting prospect. I've considered retiring, but it seems I'm going to be dragged into nonsense no matter what I do. You understand. Sheepy: Val: Hah...If you've retired, I have no need to change your ways. Arsé-kun: Mori: You intended to try? Sheepy: Val: ? Of course. It's my job... Sheepy: Val: My job is to re-educate criminals. And so, I do so. Whether it be ones in jail or ones on the street, actively committing crime. Yes, such is the job...no, duty of a criminal instructor - even if it requires beating a murderer to an inch of their life...dragging them into my domain and teaching them the wrongness of their ways! Arsé-kun: Mori: I'd have enjoyed giving you a challenge, then. But all you'd have to do now is take my wheelchair by the handles. Sheepy: Val: How unfortunate...How long does it take you to heal your legs...? Arsé-kun: Mori: ... Far longer than it should have. Sheepy: Val:...? Sheepy: Val: But...a broken leg or two...It just takes a day or two.. Sheepy: Val:... Sheepy: Fen: Lord Val. Your experiences are not universal. Sometimes, when people sustain a bad enough injury, they never truly heal. Arsé-kun: Mori: In this case, he'd be correct. This should have healed years ago, but simply didn't. Sheepy: Fen:...? Sheepy: Fen: What have you tried? Arsé-kun: Mori: .... Oh, so many things. I'm half tempted to ask Viktor at this rate, and that is absolutely not an ideal idea. Sheepy: Fen: I see. So there's probably nothing Lord Val can do. Arsé-kun: Mori: Unfortunately. Sheepy: Fen:...Of course, such a man as himself is capable of anything, but the impossible... Hmhmhm... Arsé-kun: Mori: Sometimes you need a specialist, and if said specialist is a mad scientist in their free time, so be it. Sheepy: Fen: Good luck. Sheepy: Fen: Fortunately, our problem is much simpler...and easier to fix. Sheepy: Val: Problem? Arsé-kun: Mori: The one where you seem to be decreasing in age that I've heard about. Sheepy: Val: Hm? Sheepy: Val: Ah, I've figured out a solution. Sheepy: Fen: All you need is human blood, my Lord...Even just one drink... Sheepy: Val: No! No need. The power of sardines will help me! Some of my original power has returned. Of course my proper appearance should eventually follow. Arsé-kun: Mori: .... I'm sorry, Fenrich, you have work cut out for you. Sheepy: Fen: As long as I draw breath, I will continue to do what is best for Lord Val. All is for my Lord... Arsé-kun: Mori: How unfortunate. Good luck. Sheepy: Fen: Thank you. Sheepy: Fen: If we learn of something that may help you, perhaps we will tell you. Arsé-kun: Mori: That would be appreciated. Arsé-kun: *Mori does not point out that Val, in his dysfunctional ways, has left the scene entirely. bye val* Sheepy: Fen:...And, of course, if you could assist us as well...Lord Val would be appreciative of it. Arsé-kun: Mori: I may be able to, but I'll have to check my sources. Sheepy: Fen: It is what is best for you... *he looks to his side* ...Lord Val...? Arsé-kun: *Empty space. little blinking outline of Val for effect* Arsé-kun: Mori: And there he goes. May I suggest you buy a leash? Sheepy: Fen: Where did he go? Arsé-kun: Mori: He ran off into the crowds, so I certainly cannot tell you. Sheepy: Fen:...! Lord Val cannot just leave without me...! He needs me! Arsé-kun: Mori: He cannot go far. He may be stupid, but... Wait, no, he's absolutely dumb enough. Sheepy: Fen: Lord Val is not stupid! He's just... Lord Val!! Arsé-kun: *But where is Val?* Sheepy: *Val is busy bothering Vlad* Arsé-kun: Vlad: ... Yes, good to see you, Tyrant, but you are setting a terrible example. Sheepy: Val: Hm? How? Arsé-kun: Vlad: By making it seem that anyone can simply approach me in such a casual way. You are permitted, but not many others. Sheepy: Val: Hah! So you want me to approach more formally next time. Arsé-kun: Vlad: In a public place, yes. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Otherwise, continue as you do. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Now. Where is your retainer? Sheepy: Val: Well, it's a party, so he deserves a break. Arsé-kun: Vlad: A fair point, I suppose. Sheepy: Val: How have you been? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Fine. Territory has expanded. We've retaken the lake finally. Sheepy: Val: Really? Incredible! Sheepy: Val: Unfortunately, I couldn't have been of any help. Arsé-kun: Vlad: It's fine. Arsé-kun: Vlad: It's only countered by how the lake inhabitant was mentioned publicly. We may be next. Sheepy: Val:....! Arsé-kun: Vlad: ... We'll do what we need to do, regardless of the outcome. Sheepy: Val: If you aren't strong enough to protect everyone, I may need to... ... Hopefully it won't come to that. But I promise you that I won't let anything happen. Arsé-kun: Vlad: I appreciate it, but please add more blood to your diet. Sheepy: Val: It seems animal blood isn't as effective for me as human blood. Sheepy: Val: It has helped some of my power return... Arsé-kun: Vlad: May I recommend larger mammals? Sheepy: Val: Larger animals? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Have you tried a cow? Sheepy: Val:...Cow...Ah, but... Arsé-kun: Vlad: Remember, it does not have to be your own cow. Sheepy: Val: So I just... Sheepy: Val:...Break into someone else's farm and drink their cow's blood... Arsé-kun: Vlad: Vampire bats already drink from living cows. What's stopping you? Sheepy: Val: Ah, so become a bat and drink a cow's blood. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Yes, exactly. Sheepy: Val: That does sound simple...Alright, I'll try it. Arsé-kun: Vlad: I recommend it. It's similar enough, but not human. Sheepy: Val: Have you done that recently? Arsé-kun: Vlad: .... Perhaps. Sheepy: Val: Well, I trust your judgement. Sheepy: Val: I must try if I'm to prepare to protect the other vampires. Arsé-kun: Vlad: You'll only be called upon if it gets bad. I can do it myself. Sheepy: Val: Right. Arsé-kun: Vlad: And you did tell your retainer you were leaving, yes? Sheepy: Val:? Why would I? Arsé-kun: *Vlad tilts his head to listen. He doesn't need to do this.* Sheepy: Val:? Sheepy: Fen, distantly: Lord Vaaaaal...! Arsé-kun: Vlad: That is why. Sheepy: Val: He does follow me closely, saying I make foolish decisions alone... Arsé-kun: Vlad: He's right. Sheepy: Val: What do you mean? Arsé-kun: Vlad: You tend to make bad decisions. Sheepy: Val: I think them through Arsé-kun: *They are approached by a Much larger man, holding Fen like a football. A VERY large man. This man rivals Adam, and Adam DOES notice.* Arsé-kun: ?: .... Valvatorez. Your man has been howling for you. Please do not leave him unattended. *and he places Fen down* Sheepy: Fen: *he's snarling* Sheepy: Val: Ah. Thank you. Sheepy: Fen: Don't carry me around like some mommy's dog! Sheepy: Val: There you are, Fenrich. I have promised to protect the vampires if the situation comes to it. Sheepy: Fen: Stop making promises everywhere you go, my Lord...! Sheepy: Fen: And don't run off like that again! ... *he clears his throat* ...Excuse me. Lord Val, you need to tell me where you're going in the future. Sheepy: Val: ? Why? Sheepy: Fen: Because what you do, I must do. What I do, you must do. Therefore...we are as one - we cannot split, for I make your decisions for you. Sheepy: Val: Oh! How genius you are, Fenrich! I'd never thought of that! Arsé-kun: *Vlad is just rolling his eyes in the background and letting this happen.* Sheepy: Fen: *he glares at Vlad* You roll your eyes, and yet...If Lord Val has promised to be a backup in case you fall, how can I trust that you could protect him if he needed it? Arsé-kun: Vlad: I was reacting to you two going at it. To answer you, though- Because I am aware of the consequences if I do Not. Sheepy: Fen: Hah. So you fight in fear of consequences... Sheepy: Fen: Well, it's a good enough reason. Sheepy: Val: Oh, Deu, did you see your sibling over there? Eventually you should go greet him. It's not good just to work all the time. But slacking off isn't good either. Arsé-kun: Deu: Sibling? I don't think that's it... Sheepy: Val:? Sheepy: Val: Cousins? Arsé-kun: *Adam accidentally makes eye contact with Deu. Oh. Oh this is uncomfy* Arsé-kun: Deu: .... More distant, but perhaps... Sheepy: Val: *he waves to Adam because Adam is looking over at Deu. Val's talent: making everything worse* Sheepy: Val: He looks friendly enough. Sheepy: Val: If you're shy about it, I could make the first move. Arsé-kun: Deu: ... That would be nice, but would your man allow it? Sheepy: Val: Worry not. He doesn't need to allow me to do things. I became an adult over a thousand years ago. Maybe even two. Sheepy: Val: I've learned that adults very rarely need permission to make decisions. Sheepy: Val: Now then, let us be off! Off to greet your cousin! Arsé-kun: *Vlad points this out to Fen so he doesn't hyperventilate a second time* Sheepy: Fen: *he doesn't act thankful, but he is* Ah, we're going somewhere, Lord Val? Let's go, then. Sheepy: *Val rushes over to Adam* Arsé-kun: *He teleported. So uncalled for* Sheepy: Val: Hello, Deu's cousin! Arsé-kun: Adam: .... Um...??? I was not aware I had living relatives outside of my father...?? Sheepy: Val: ? Arsé-kun: Delly: Sheesh, Valzy, you gotta not do that!! Sheepy: Val: Hm? But it's faster. Sheepy: *Fran seems bewildered by this strange man who suddenly appeared before them.* Sheepy: Fen: Lord Val, Lord Val...! Sheepy: Fran: ......... Sheepy: Fen: Don't just disappear like that. Sheepy: Val: Have you considered the common plot of long lost relatives? Arsé-kun: Adam: Difficult, considering my circumstances. Sheepy: Val: It's very popular right now. That, and "rivals-to-lovers" along with "the final boss was you all along". Sheepy: Val: Hah! Popular tropes always find a way! Sheepy: Val: Even if it means AUs! Even if it means twisting canon at its very core...! Arsé-kun: Deu: *Valvatorez is saying words, but he is ignoring most of them. He's trying to get a better look at the people here and not be intimidating. It isn't working* Arsé-kun: *Val gets lightly bonked by an orb. You Stop That* Sheepy: Val: Ah...Sorry. I will avoid such discussion in the future, my friend. Arsé-kun: *the orb turns to a little gold bat and goes off. goodbye* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 15 Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 15 Arsé-kun: *Adam and Deu are observing each other, and slowly coming to similar conclusions. Oh. OH.* Sheepy: Val: Anyway, don't discount the impossible until it's proven impossible. Sheepy: Fran:...Does he think you're related because...you're both very tall? I suppose I see some similarities... Sheepy: Val:? Sheepy: Fen: One of Lord Val's great strengths and weaknesses is his sudden, nonsensical conclusions. Sheepy: Fran: But you two couldn't be related. Arsé-kun: Adam: ... My blood relatives are.... Wildly varying and impossible to track by this point. Having any would be strange. Arsé-kun: Deu: ... I would say the same. Sheepy: Val: Yet, you both smell alike. Sheepy: Fen: Lord Val, you can't just say things like that. Arsé-kun: *So Fen says, but Delly leans in to test this theory* Sheepy: Val: Like a corpse, yet not. Arsé-kun: *Adam is now Uncomfortable and Very Self-Conscious. help him* Sheepy: Val: Plus, it's impossible to place your blood type. Sheepy: Val: Personally, I prefer...Oh, sorry. Arsé-kun: Deu: ... Valvatorez, you cannot just say these things. If I had to learn "Tact", so do you. Sheepy: Val:? Sheepy: Fen: Yes, you're right. Arsé-kun: Delly: ... You're both right! You guys smell really similar, but also... Not at all? Sheepy: Val: Yes, exactly. Sheepy: Fran: ...So that must mean...Um, I hope this doesn't seem rude. Sheepy: Fran: Are you manmade? Arsé-kun: Deu: That is correct. I was, yes. Sheepy: Fran: Um, I made Adam. I used my grandfather's notes... Arsé-kun: Deu: ... *his eyebrows raise* Sheepy: Fran: His name was Viktor Frankenstein. I was named after him. Do you know him? Arsé-kun: Deu: Unfortunately. Very unfortunately. To continue this conversation, I would like to request that you light me on fire. Sheepy: Fran:...Um? Sheepy: Fran: I'm sorry... Arsé-kun: Deu: ... Too obscure? I understand. Arsé-kun: Deu: Allow me to try again. Sheepy: Fran: Is that a joke related to the book or movie...? Honestly, I stay away from them... Arsé-kun: Deu: ... The book. I appreciate Mrs. Shelly's efforts far more than the directors. Sheepy: Fran: I've avoided them because they've given my family a worse name than my grandfather did alone... Arsé-kun: Deu: That is completely understandable. We all do that. Sheepy: Fran: It just gets frustrating after a while... Arsé-kun: Adam: "We all do that"? Why was the "We" used, unless.. Sheepy: Fran:? Sheepy: Fran: So...You're... Sheepy rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 1 Sheepy: Fran:...Also constantly dealing with awful, uninformed jokes about Frankenstein...?! Sheepy: Fran: I never knew anyone related...! Arsé-kun: Deu: ... ... I mean. Yes? Constantly. But that is not where this was going... Sheepy: Fran: Uh? Sheepy: Fran:...I'm sorry... Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 20 Sheepy: *ADAM HAS GAINED INSIGHT* Arsé-kun: Adam: .... Dad? I have an observation to make. Sheepy: Fran: What is it? Arsé-kun: Adam: He... He has the same kind of stitches I do, and the same mark from the... ... Nails.... Arsé-kun: *Adam has made the Realization.* Sheepy: Fran:....So he's....my grandfather's creation...?! Arsé-kun: Deu: A pleasure to make your acquaintance, young doctor. Sheepy: Fran: Nice to meet you as well...um... Sheepy: Fran: I'm sorry...I didn't catch your name. Sheepy: Val: My name is Valvatorez! Sheepy: Fran: No, not yours.... Arsé-kun: Deu: ... Arsé-kun: Deu: I named myself Deucelion, but any shortening is acceptable. Sheepy: Fran: Really? Do you mind if I call you Deu then? Arsé-kun: Deu: Please do. Sheepy: Fran: Thank you. It's nice to meet you, Deu. Um, everyone calls me Fran, so... Arsé-kun: Deu: It will work. I primarily referred to your grandfather with insults. Sheepy: Fran: Um, based on what I've heard about him...That's understandable. Arsé-kun: Deu: It will be fine. I can easily call you as requested and still insult him. Sheepy: Fran: Thank you. Sheepy: Fran:.....H-hold on a moment... Arsé-kun: Deu: ... If this is too much, I understand and will back off. Sheepy: Fran:.....But my grandfather is definitely, without a doubt, dead at this point... Arsé-kun: Impey: ..... *he's realized what's going on, and leans back in his chair.* Sheepy: Val:....What...?!! He is?! Arsé-kun: Deu: TACT. Sheepy: Val: Incredible! I spoke to him just earlier! Arsé-kun: Deu: ... .... And people call ME the brainless one! Sheepy: Val: Amazing! What a man...dying at his own party! Arsé-kun: Impey: Hey, babe. Fran. Vick. Bud? Sheepy: Fran: ...? Yes? Arsé-kun: Impey: The invitation was signed by... Sheepy: Fran: ....Vik... Sheepy: Fran:...Which is short for Viktor... Arsé-kun: Impey: It has been. Right there, this entire time?? Sheepy: Fran:.....?! Sheepy: Fran: What?! Arsé-kun: Deu: I will make this worse. You've already encountered him this evening. Sheepy: Val: He greeted you at the door and you didn't even bother asking him his name? Sheepy: Val: Incredible! Humans really have lost their manners! Sheepy: Fran: What?! Arsé-kun: Deu: Fenrich, control your man. Please. I am about to go Boris Karloff on him. Sheepy: Fen: *he snarls* ...Fine. Lord Val, this isn't your conversation. Sheepy: Val:? Sheepy: Fran: I should go and thank him for his notes...But... Sheepy: Fran:...He probably wouldn't be happy about me looking through his notes... Arsé-kun: *Viktor is approaching, grinning widely and not even trying to be subtle. oh no* Arsé-kun: Impey: :v Sheepy: Val:? Ah- Arsé-kun: Deu: No. Sheepy: Val:? Arsé-kun: *Viktor is right behind Fran, reaches forward... Puts one hand on Fran's head, leans over and lightly tugs Adam's cheek.* Sheepy: Fran: ...?! Arsé-kun: Viktor: Wonderful work! You've certainly improved it! Sheepy: *Fran nearly jumps out of his seat* Sheepy: Fran: Wh-what?! Sheepy: Fran: H....huh? Arsé-kun: Viktor: It took me ages to get skin to the point of being lifelike, and you managed it on your first try! Well done! Sheepy: *Fran seems confused, overjoyed, and on the verge of tears* Sheepy: Fran: Ah...b-but... Sheepy: Fran: Because I already had a base to work off of from your notes... Arsé-kun: Viktor: Improvements are improvements! Sheepy: Fran:...! Sheepy: Fran: He...um...he has siblings! Th-they aren't here but, um... he does... Sheepy: Fran: H...hold on...um... Arsé-kun: Viktor: Oh? Oh?? Sheepy: *Fran pulls up a picture of Cardia and Finis.* Sheepy: Fran: Um..um...I had h-help...but... Arsé-kun: Viktor: They're beautiful... And so realistic! Practically human! Sheepy: Fran: Th-thank you...! Sheepy: Fran: My friend's children died...so we... Sheepy: Fran: Made these two in their likeness...um... Arsé-kun: Viktor: Without seeing the prior for reference, I declare you certainly succeeded! Sheepy: Fran: Thank you...! Arsé-kun: *Impey's just out here vibing, appreciating Fran being so happy. He's living in it.* Sheepy: *Fran is shy, but also excited!* Sheepy: Val: So the long lost family is back together...! Arsé-kun: Deu: So you were correct after all. I'm sorry for doubting you. Sheepy: Val: Worry not! Doubting without evidence is always the right choice. Sheepy: Fen:...My Lord. Sheepy: Fen: You always believe baseless lies. Sheepy: Fen: Such is Lord Val's weakness.... Arsé-kun: *Delly got his entertainment. Delly 1, everyone else also 1, everyone wins* Arsé-kun: *Except poor Fen* Sheepy: Val: How wonderful! Except...I must wonder... Sheepy: Val:...How knowledgeable is this nerdy looking man about blood transfusions? Ah...If I have to outrun that needle once more... Arsé-kun: Viktor: AH, yes! I have been meaning to speak with you! *and he starts to ominously loom over Val* Sheepy: Val: ?!?!?!?! Sheepy: Val: I do not like the sound of that...! Arsé-kun: Viktor: About your downright terrible feeding habits!! You are most certainly going to wither away into nothing if you do not do something! Sheepy: Val: Hah! Worry not! That is what sardines are for! Sheepy: Val: Nutritious! Every part is edible! Arsé-kun: Impey: Sardines. J-just sardines? N-not even raw meat? Sheepy: Val: ? Raw sardines. Yes. Arsé-kun: Impey: Beef?? Sheepy: Fen: Don't give other vampires the impression that works, Lord Val. Sheepy: Val:? Sheepy: Val: Beef is expensive. Sheepy: Fen:..We have the money for it... Sheepy: Val: Where would I put a cow, anyway? Sheepy: Fen:...What? Sheepy: Val: Cows roam in fields, don't they? Where do you put your cows? Arsé-kun: Impey: In your yard, obviously, but I meant buying meat from a store. Sheepy: Val:.....? Sheepy: Val: You can... Sheepy: Val: ...Buy meat...from a store? Arsé-kun: Impey: You don't go out much, do you? Sheepy: Val:.....? Sheepy: Val: You can... Sheepy: Val: ...Buy meat...from a store? Arsé-kun: Impey: You don't go out much, do you? Sheepy: Val: Hah! I spend most of my time re-educating criminals! Arsé-kun: Deu: Fenrich, you have got to take your man outside sometimes. Sheepy: Fen: Don't imply Lord Val is a shut-in. He was once a tyrant and one day will be one once more. Arsé-kun: Deu: Be a Tyrant outside. Sheepy: Fen: Hah! Of course he goes out! That's what I mean. Sheepy: Fen: Buying from a lowly store doesn't suit someone of his position! Sheepy: Val: Hm, actually, I did try going once. Sheepy: Val: I got incredibly lost. Arsé-kun: *Delly, unimpressed with Fen's excuse* Sheepy: Val: Vlad saved me... Sheepy: Val: He found me in the soup section, lost. I had been there for a few hours. I had accepted my end... Arsé-kun: *Vlad gives an unkingly snort in the background. Thank you, King Vlad Tepes the Third, Lord Dracula, Overlord of the Vampires* Arsé-kun: Delly: It was the garlic section! It was almost lethal! Sheepy: Val: I felt incredibly sick afterwards...Thank goodness for Vlad... Arsé-kun: Impey: ... No tolerance for garlic? That's a shame. Arsé-kun: Impey: Yes? Sheepy: Fen: Lord Val could handle garlic with ease as a tyrant...but he has had no human blood for 400 years. Sheepy: Val: Do you eat garlic? Arsé-kun: Impey: Yeah, all the time! It only hurts when it's a lot now! Sheepy: Val: Incredible!! Sheepy: Fen: If you drank human blood, you could too, my Lord. Sheepy: Val: Perhaps one day I'll gain an immunity to garlic...! Sheepy: Fen: Yes...by drinking human blood. Sheepy: Val: I'm not sure how, though. Arsé-kun: Delly: Oh, speaking of! Are the blood taps open yet?? I wanna get some cow blood with a layer of penguin! Sheepy: Fen: I wouldn't know. Arsé-kun: Viktor: They've been open all evening. It's merely crowded. I even managed to get shark this time. Arsé-kun: Delly: :D!!!!!!! Sheepy: Val: That does explain the crowd. Sheepy: Val: I briefly joined the line merely because it was a line. Arsé-kun: Viktor: Now that you are aware, please go get some blood. Sheepy: Val: But then I saw Vlad and left it. Sheepy: Val: No need. Arsé-kun: Viktor: No need, you say? Sheepy: Val: No need! Sheepy: Val: I smelled human blood. I've got no interest in it. Arsé-kun: Viktor: *he Slowly starts looming back over Val, with malicious intent* Sheepy: Val: Hm? You rather do enjoy being tall. Arsé-kun: Viktor: Either get yourself non-human blood. Or I will insert it with great force and great joy. Sheepy: Val:?! Sheepy: Val: Ah...! A challenge! Fascinating! Arsé-kun: Viktor: Fenrich? Grab him. Sheepy: *Fen grabs Val* Arsé-kun: *Deu slowly goes to help Fen. This is not the first time this has happened.* Sheepy: Val:?!?!?!?!?!? Arsé-kun: Viktor: Not a challenge. One or the other. Pick. Sheepy: Val: *he's mulling this over* Sheepy: Val: I smell human blood. Arsé-kun: Viktor: You can get ANY blood from the taps. You have the choice. Sheepy: Val: And the blood from the taps smells human. Arsé-kun: Viktor: They are all labelled. You can read. Sheepy: Val: How do I trust that they're labelled properly? Arsé-kun: Viktor: Because I would not ruin this for possibly dozens others, just to mess with you, old man. Sheepy: Val:..... Sheepy: Val:....I see. Arsé-kun: Viktor: Do you want the source tap?? Sheepy: Val: No. I'll have what others are having. Arsé-kun: Viktor: Then go get it. Arsé-kun: *Deu lets Val go* Sheepy: Val: Unhand me, Fenrich. Sheepy: *Fen hesitantly does so* Sheepy: Val: *he appears annoyed, but he does join the line* Arsé-kun: Viktor: *he relaxes* Fen, make sure he stays in line this time. I'll shove a shark in his mouth. Sheepy: Fen: I will. *he follows Val* Sheepy: Fran: Reminds me of Holmes... Arsé-kun: Impey: Which one? Sheepy: Fran: Sherlock. Arsé-kun: Impey: Yeah. Yeah... Sheepy: Fran: The same difficult attitude when it comes to food... Arsé-kun: Impey: At least he just forgets. Sheepy: Fran: Yes... Sheepy: Fran: Harley is worse about it... Arsé-kun: Viktor: Have you tried threatening them with a blood transfusion if they don't? Sheepy: Fran: Um...N-no? Arsé-kun: Viktor: They wouldn't enjoy it. Sheepy: Fran: I see... Sheepy: Fran: Is blood transfusions your normal threat? Arsé-kun: Viktor: For not eating properly, yes. It is a very realistic end result, after all. Sheepy: Fran: That's a little scary... Arsé-kun: Viktor: But effective. Sheepy: Fran: I can see why... Sheepy: *Faintly, Val is heard getting distracted and trying to leave the line. Fen keeps him in it* Arsé-kun: *Good work, Fen!!* Sheepy: *in the background is Val being pushed to the front of the line. he is trying to resist* Arsé-kun: *he WILL be the line leader!* Sheepy: *as much we he doesn’t want to!* Arsé-kun: *what a shame!* Arsé-kun: *WHAT A SHAME THAT THIS INCUBUS IS A WHORE♫--- Okay but, since they're often counted as vampires, any dick wizard is legally allowed to show up and be an annoyance. And they are going to do so.* Arsé-kun: Merlin: *with about as much subtleness as a truck crashing into a wall* What's up, sluts?! Sheepy: Myrrdin: It’s so crowded...! You’ve really outdone yourself this time! Arsé-kun: Vlad: *oh no.* Yes, it certainly is, and thank you. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I was expecting twelve people. ...Just a joke. Fifteen, actually. Arsé-kun: Vlad: I did not expect this many to come so close to the new year, but even I knew I could beat that. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Sixteen? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Perhaps even twenty! Sheepy: Myrrdin: See, I believe in you! Arsé-kun: Vlad: Twenty... That's so many. How could I EVER manage twenty? Sheepy: Myrrdin: And yet...! You did! Sheepy: Myrrdin: How incredible! Arsé-kun: Vlad: *^^;;; * Sheepy: Myrrdin: Recent events have been exciting. Turns out I was right about that lake. Creepy it was outside the hospital, huh? It was awful trying to sleep knowing that thing was right outside my window. Arsé-kun: Vlad: So I have been informed. But why, exactly, was it outside your window? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Oh, a serial killer jumped me and stabbed me a ton. Arsé-kun: Vlad: *squinting* Sheepy: Myrrdin: You generally end up in the hospital when someone tries to crucify you with knives. Arsé-kun: Vlad: ... And you did not submit a report Why, exactly? *he's fighting to at least look calm. questionable success* Sheepy: Myrrdin: Because he was arrested when he was trying to turn me into a piece of art. Sheepy: Myrrdin: The whole thing is pretty foggy. Arsé-kun: Vlad: *he sighs* Fine, excused. Would you like him crucified in return or bled out? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Oh, I get choices, huh? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Hmmm... Hmmmm... Sheepy: Myrrdin: I'm torn between blinding him and crucifixion. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I guess the first one isn't an option. Arsé-kun: Vlad: It may be. An ironic punishment... Hm, hm, and it'll be less important if the man survives. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I'm not too mad at him. Sheepy: Myrrdin: That's part of the reason I didn't submit a report. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Fine. Sheepy: Val: Serial killer, you say? *He has a glass of blood. He actually got it as he said he would.* Arsé-kun: Vlad: ... If I allow you to rehabilitate this man, can I trust you to not royally mess something up? Sheepy: Val: Mess something up? What do you mean? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Anything. I don't need you storming into mortal territory and announcing you're a vampire here to... Whatever, you get it. Sheepy: Val:? Sheepy: Val: Hm...I should be hiding that? Arsé-kun: Vlad: .... Yes? Please do not out the entire community. Sheepy: Val: It's obvious what I am just looking at me. Arsé-kun: Vlad: You can wear alternative outfits. This is not new information. Sheepy: Val: .....*squint*.... Sheepy: Val: But part of it is part of my body. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Cover it. Sheepy: Val: Hm...I haven't been when doing my job. Was I supposed to? Arsé-kun: Vlad: ..... ...... Valvatorez? Sheepy: Val: What? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Have I told you that you're very stupid yet this month, or is this an overflow of the month's quota? Sheepy: Val: Hmm... Sheepy: Val: I suppose I should've thought of this. Arsé-kun: *Merlin is just being ominous over there. He Knows the Consequences and He is Not Telling* Sheepy: Val: The last time I covered the human world in darkness, it did cause a bunch of vampire hunts... Arsé-kun: Vlad: Yes, it did, and I'm still upset about it. Sheepy: Val: Well, I did let them see my face. Blaming vampires as a whole was stupid of them. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Humans are... Not always smart. Sheepy: Val: I see. Sheepy: Val: I have also noticed that humans generally don't wear capes. I often get questions like... Sheepy: Val: "What are you, a vampire?" Sheepy: Val: Of course, I respond that I am. Sheepy: Myrrdin:...Wow, you're pretty...Uh... Arsé-kun: Vlad: I have already said it. Thank you, Myrrdin. Sheepy: Fen: Lord Val's honesty is his greatest strength and weakness. Sheepy: Val: I've received varied responses. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Sometimes "Yes" really does work. Just, usually when it's sarcastic or obviously joking. Sheepy: Val: Why would I say it sarcastically? Arsé-kun: Vlad: to mess with humans. Sheepy: Val: ? Mess with them... But putting fear into them makes their blood taste better. Arsé-kun: Vlad: ......... Sheepy: Val: Of course, they don't seem afraid of me now... Sheepy: Val: Hm..But...humans have changed their way of showing fear. Sheepy: Val: They treat me like that vile woman does... Arsé-kun: Vlad: I have an idea. How about you actually do something for once? Sheepy: Val: What do you mean? Arsé-kun: Vlad: When was the last time you TRIED? Sheepy: Fen: My Lord works hard every day! Sheepy: Val:? That certainly is a vague question. Sheepy: Val: Depending on your definition of try...Well, the answers are truly endless. Arsé-kun: Vlad: *he just puts his head in his hands* Sheepy: Fen: Lord Val will be reigning over all of you as tyrant one more...just wait. Sheepy: Val: Why? I have no interest in that. Arsé-kun: Vlad: No matter. *he waves a hand* Dismissed and drink your blood. Sheepy: Val: Ah. I got this because Viktor threatened me again. Arsé-kun: Vlad: What a shame. Sheepy: Val: *...but he does take a sip... After sniffing it to confirm it's not human. he doesn't trust like that* Arsé-kun: *it's not human. it's shark.* Sheepy: *Val accepts it and drinks some of it.* Arsé-kun: *Everyone liked that* Sheepy: *Val likes it too!* Sheepy: Val: Hm. It's a taste I'd forgotten. Not quite right. But close enough. Sheepy: Val: Ah, I realized that the previously mentioned vile woman has left me alone... Sheepy: Val: Is she not here? Arsé-kun: Merlin: She's here. She brought her husband, so she's bus-ay! Sheepy: Val: What? Finally! Sheepy: Val: I'll finally be in the same room as her without her... Arsé-kun: Merlin: >:3c Arsé-kun: Vlad: Can you please tell me who you are talking about? You still haven't. Sheepy: Guin: -Valzy! *she darts over to him* Sheepy: Val: You accursed woman...! Sheepy: Guin: *she starts squishing Val's cheeks. He looks bitter...* Arsé-kun: Vlad: .... Everything makes sense now. How she knew of us, and how you knew of her. Sheepy: Val: Ow, ow-! Of course I know of her! Sheepy: Val: She tried to kill me! Sheepy: Guin: I wasn't aiming to kill you. Just neutralize the threat. Arsé-kun: Lance: *anxiety concentrated* Sheepy: Guin: Lance, look at how cute he is! *she lifts Val to show Lance* Sheepy: Val: This! This is the reaction I get when I tell people I'm a vampire! Arsé-kun: Lance: Uh... Okay?? *does not want to be here* Sheepy: Val: Hah! You're her husband? Do you go around stabbing people for no reason too? Arsé-kun: Lance: Non, absolutely not..! Sheepy: Val: Hm? So then did she capture your heart by neutralizing you? Sheepy: Guin: I only stabbed you because you were terrorizing townfolks and making them believe that stoning and burning each other would get rid of the sinners who brought a demon upon them. Sheepy: Val: ...? My job is to terrorize people so they don't commit sins. Arsé-kun: *Vlad finally decides to get a new spot to call his throne. This spot is too populated* Sheepy: Val: Speaking of which, I suppose I should do that again eventually. Sheepy: Val: Do you know how many children ignore simple instructions and cheat in board games? Plagiarize? Sheepy: Val: Perhaps if I terrorize their parents, they'll do a better job at teaching their children not to become liars who rely on the work of others. Sheepy: Val: Humans are incredibly difficult. Ah, you smell human. Tell me, have you ever plagiarized on an essay before? Sheepy: Val: Well? Why or why not? I need to collect data so I can push them in the right direction. Arsé-kun: Delly: You're just mad you suck at monopoly! Sheepy: Val: You cheated! Arsé-kun: Delly: House rules aren't cheating! Sheepy: Val: Of course I would re-educate you! Sheepy: Val: Certainly, you are a conundrum, Rascal! Arsé-kun: Delly: But I don't care! I'm twelve years old and I'll kick your ass! Sheepy: Val: Oh...! Amazing! Your passion! Sheepy: Val: Well, come at me, then! Give me your strongest punch! Arsé-kun: *Delly backs up to get a running start, and punches Val as hard as he can in the stomach.* Sheepy: Val:? Arsé-kun: Delly: What?! Sheepy: Val: Fascinating! Sheepy: Val: Aren't you a smart rascal. Sheepy: Val: Well, I've had a lot of experience both being punched by children and punching children, and I've noticed that they tend to be careless about where they punch. Sheepy: Val: Based on that, your punch had some strategy behind it. Yes, continue to hone your strength and one day all may cower before you! Arsé-kun: Delly: And so will you!! Sheepy: Val: Hah! Yes, I believe in you! Sheepy: Val: Ah, right, I was asking this wimpy guy something. Sheepy: Val: It's a question about humans I've had for a while... Sheepy: Val: Why do you have so many clothes stores? You don't need to buy so much clothes. Just wear your own clothes. Arsé-kun: Delly: We need to buy clothes to own clothes, which we then wear. Arsé-kun: Delly: We don't fuckin', shed clothes like a snake does skin! Sheepy: Val:? Arsé-kun: Delly: Like..! Uh! Fuck it, we're indoors and this is itchy! *and he just takes his shirt off. All 1000 layers of it. formalwear sucks.* Sheepy: Val: Hmm. Sheepy: Val: So it's like Fenrich... Sheepy: Val: I see. Interesting. Arsé-kun: Delly: It's a you thing! Do you wash with bleach and detergent or with soap?? Sheepy: Val:? Soap, of course. Arsé-kun: *Lance has recharged enough Social Battery to rejoin the conversation. a mood and a fucking half* Sheepy: *same lance* Arsé-kun: *Merlin decides he's boring now and goes to feed on Boredom and Annoyance from someone else. Where is it? Where is the emotions* Sheepy: *Myrrdin follows him to the deck! That's where the emotions are!* Arsé-kun: *Merlin will find them!! Where they??* Sheepy: *on the deck!* Sheepy: *coming from a green haired nerd!* Arsé-kun: *Merlin sits down nearby for free food* Sheepy: Christo: I can't believe this... Those idiots really think I'd have anything to gain from teaming up with some berserker? They think I've got control over a guy I might have met once at most, huh? They're stupider than I thought... Arsé-kun: *There's a certifiably old fart next to him, just patting his shoulder while speaking to some kids. Do Not Be Afraid* Sheepy: Christo: And now I'm stuck here when I was already making great headway with my studies... Those idiots wouldn't have any appreciation for anything I accomplished anyway...They wouldn't be capable of understanding it. Arsé-kun: Lam: As I have told you before, you don't know what they as individuals know. But you know I agree- Michael should not have let this go. Sheepy: Christo: Does it matter? They're willing to blind themselves to the truth. I shouldn't give them any more of my time. Arsé-kun: Lam: :) Sheepy: Christo: I'll prove my innocence and then let those idiots flounder as I give the fruits of my research to...I don't know. Humans? Arsé-kun: Lam: Maybe, maybe not. It will depend on when it is done. Sheepy: Christo: What do you mean? Arsé-kun: Lam: Oh, you know. Depending on the choices you make, things can go several different ways. Which is the best one, I wonder? Sheepy: Christo: One day, I'll see what you see. Sheepy: Christo: After that, you won't be able to toy with me. Sheepy: Christo: (I have to figure out how to pin the blame on someone else...It's the only way to clear my name...) Arsé-kun: Lam: You'll always be my charge, so I will always tease you. That much is inevitable. Sheepy: Christo: *he huffs* Sheepy: Christo:...Always, but...If I can't clear my name... (...If I can prove that berserker to be capable of scheming... My name should be cleared. They only blame me because I have brains...) Arsé-kun: Lam: On the bright side, it will not be a repeat of the last failure to clear a name. Oh, too much. Sheepy: Christo: Too much? Arsé-kun: Lam: I almost said too much. Sheepy: Christo: I'll be able to see better one day... Sheepy: Christo: (Clear his name? It failed because he was the tool that was used in order to commit that atrocity...! But it won't fail for me, because I'm innocent...!) Sheepy: Christo:.....(It doesn't actually matter if he's innocent or not, right? He's already been punished. I haven't. Not yet. I can't afford falling... ...But how will I make him incriminate himself? Befriending...No, manipulating him?) Sheepy: Christo:....(If it is him, that makes my life easier...If it isn't...They eat up lies all the time anyway.) Arsé-kun: *Merlin is enjoying the feelings of Scheming and Being An Evil Shit* Arsé-kun: *And then... they see it. Him. A lone young man, striding through with his head held high and his arms tightly crossed. An epitome of confidence, a face of focus, and he's sorta cute too!* Sheepy: *Christo cuts himself off and just focuses on him. What is this feeling of anxiety and excitement he feels?* Sheepy: Christo:....! (Incredible! Such confidence...! A perfect look...!) Arsé-kun: *And then... He notices he's being stared at, turning his head to look at Christo before suddenly stopping to stare back.* Sheepy: Christo: (...Ah, he’s looking back... What do I do...? If I break eye contact, I’ll look weird, but if I don’t break eye contact, I’ll look weird.) Arsé-kun: *They both stare for a few more moments, and then he runs the rest of the way of the deck. Oh. Goodbye hot boy* Sheepy: Christo: (Where is he going...?) Arsé-kun: *There he goes, down the ramp. He's certainly Going* Sheepy: Christo: ...? Sheepy: *Christo, concerned, follows. Why is he concerned? He doesn’t know.* Arsé-kun: *Lam doesn't stop him at all.* Arsé-kun: *The boy stumbles to a stop at the bottom, dropping to his knees and getting sick over the side of the dock. Ah. Very Hot of You.* Sheepy: Christo: ?! Sheepy: *Christo apparently has some kindness in his heart because he casts espoir on the boy!* Arsé-kun: *This helps tremendously!* Sheepy: Christo: Are you alright? Sheepy: Christo: (Why did I help him? He didn’t need it. Posing as a human will be difficult if I just blow my cover... Oh, but that berserker’s probably a fallen angel. He’ll trust me more if I fake being fallen.) Arsé-kun: ??: Y-yeah... Sheepy: Christo: Oh, wonderful. Arsé-kun: ??: Could.. you get my "guardian" so I don't need to get back on that hell ship? Sheepy: Christo: What does he look like? Arsé-kun: ??: ... Like a tall toddler. Cape. Loud. Sheepy: Christo: ...I can try. (...Why am I doing this? I never do anything for anyone... But I feel a strange sense of obligation...) Arsé-kun: *It's called BASIC HUMAN KINDNESS and as an Angel, it is INHERENT. Also, he's super cute and depending on you!* Sheepy: Christo: And do I just bring him here? Arsé-kun: ??: Yes. Tell him Killia sent you. Sheepy: Christo: Right. Just stay here. I’ll get him. Sheepy: Christo: *he rushes back to the boat to hunt for Val* Arsé-kun: *This Is Not Hard. You can HEAR him across half the ship.* Sheepy: *Christo finds Val* Sheepy: *...before dragging him to Killia!* Sheepy: Christo: Is this him? Sheepy: Val: Ah. Killia. You spared me. Arsé-kun: Killia: Spare me first. I want to go back. Sheepy: Val: Back? Sheepy: Christo: (...He’s leaving so soon... Why do I feel sad about that...?) Sheepy: Christo: (...No, I’m getting distracted. I’m not here to make friends. I’m here to push my undeserved blame onto someone who deserves it more. ...But I’ve never had a friend before...) Sheepy: Christo: (...It wouldn’t hurt...But I don’t know how to make friends.) Arsé-kun: *Lam is peering over the side of the ship to watch. He's cheering Christo on. It is wildly ooc, but nobody sees it, so it's okay.* Sheepy: Christo: (...Maybe if I introduce myself...) Arsé-kun: Killia: .... I never got your name. Sheepy: Christo: Ah. My name is Christo. Sheepy: Christo: And yours is...? Sheepy: Christo: ....?!?!?! Arsé-kun: Killia: ... But it actually is Killia. Sheepy: Christo: (I can’t believe myself... embarrassing myself so quickly!! He won’t want to be my friend now!...No, who’s to say he ever did?) Sheepy: Christo: ...Nice to meet you, Killia. Arsé-kun: *Killia opts to ignore the spotlight that keeps going off over Christo's head and just sorta... Nods. A cute guy that doesn't realize his own nervous habits? SIGN HIM UP.* Sheepy: Christo: (Is that a good nod? A bad nod...?? Am I doing well?... Or maybe it’s a “I don’t want to be rude” nod...) Sheepy: Christo: (Do I need to supply more information...? Or is it because I’ve embarrassed myself?) Sheepy: Christo: *he awkwardly nods back* Sheepy: Val: Ah. Young love. I never experienced such a thing. Perhaps at times I’ve even wondered how it must feel. Awkward? Scary? Perhaps even exhilarating? Well, you two kids have fun. Sheepy: Christo: ...?! Hah! Hahahahah! What are you on about...?! (Me? In love? At sight no less! Impossible. Don’t make me laugh...!) Arsé-kun: *Killia looks equally as offended about Val's suggestion. How dare you???* Arsé-kun: Killia: You can ask for... "Assistance" *he spits the word like poison* Without being disgustingly head over heels. Arsé-kun: Killia: And don't talk to me about love until you sort out your own deal, Mr. Prinny. Arsé-kun: *Lam and the two Magess are eagerly watching from the boat. One of them has popcorn. Men, please* Sheepy: Val: Hmhm..... I'll consider it. Arsé-kun: Killia: *he is Thinking.* Arsé-kun: Killia: No. Promise me you'll sort it out first. Sheepy: Val: Hah. So you want me to go out and fall in love? Arsé-kun: Killia: You're oblivious. You're hopeless. Eat shit and die. Sheepy: Christo: (What strength...! What rebellious spirit! Hah, if I had that... I wouldn't be in this mess now, perhaps.) Sheepy: Val: Hm? Arsé-kun: Killia: Someone could walk up to you and give you their life and you wouldn't notice. You're dumb. Get hit by a car. Sheepy: Val: Worry not. I've done that recently. Arsé-kun: Killia: Jump into a nuclear reactor. Sheepy: Val: !? Arsé-kun: Killia: What? Didn't you know, Mr. Prinny, that humans have those? They're bad at it. Sheepy: Val: No, it's not so much that. Arsé-kun: Killia: Power generator. Works like the sun except not like that. Jump into the sun. Sheepy: Val: Ah, what a kind offer....! However! Sheepy: Val: I need not an artificial power generator! I have....sardines!! Sheepy: Christo: (...He's as stupid as I thought.) Arsé-kun: Killia: You're stupider than the jock, and he has three brain cells. They're all on fire and never contact each other despite his mental cavity being one inch in diameter. Sheepy: Val: !?...... Sheepy: Val: Hmhm...you're being crueler than usual. I wonder why. Arsé-kun: Killia: I was just sick and you're wondering why. Sheepy: Val: Yes. Arsé-kun: Killia: Because I was sick and feel like the embodiment of shit, and you're not helping. Sheepy: Val: Hmm. Sheepy: Christo: (I suppose it didn't help as much as I expected. ...But I can't be careless... A little magic is expected from a fallen angel, but not much. I'll just let it be.) Sheepy: Christo: (I do feel guilty...) Arsé-kun: Killia: I'm this close to calling the jock to pick me up. This close. Sheepy: Val: What did you call me here for? Arsé-kun: Killia: So I could go back, but if you're not doing anything... Sheepy: Val: Ah. You don’t know how to get home? Arsé-kun: Killia: .... ..... Arsé-kun: *he looks elsewhere. ah. he's embarrassed. cute.* Sheepy: Christo: (...?! How endearing... No... that’s not the word I’m looking for, is it...? It can’t be...) Arsé-kun: *...Killia turns a bit redder. He couldn't have heard that, right? Of course not, that'd be absurd. He can't hear thoughts.* Sheepy: Val: Well, it’s good to see you two getting along. Sheepy: Christo: (Did he...hear that? No, preposterous. It's not like anyone can hear thoughts...Right?) Arsé-kun: Lam: It is, isn't it? I didn't expect them to get along at all. Sheepy: Val: I was beginning to worry about Killia. Sheepy: Christo: ...?! You've been watching... Arsé-kun: Lam: Of course I have. Had there been a genuine emergency, I'd have to step in. Sheepy: Christo: I can handle healing people myself. Arsé-kun: Lam: I said what I said. Sheepy: Christo: (...This isn't the time to start a fight about such meaningless things. I'll wait until later to address it if it still bothers me.) Sheepy: Christo: (It's easy to let this go. It means nothing to me. ...Besides, I can't embarrass myself. Not now.) Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 2 Arsé-kun: Killia: ..... You know we can hear you, right? Sheepy: Christo: ....Wh-what...? Arsé-kun: Killia: Oh, you really didn't know?.. Sheepy: Christo: Y-you can?! Arsé-kun: Killia: You've been speaking out loud the whole time.... I thought you were just being subtle.. Sheepy: Val: You seemed like you were having fun so I didn't mention it. Sheepy: Christo: I didn't know...! Arsé-kun: Lam: Ironic because I could see your halo light from the deck. Arsé-kun: Lam: :) :) Sheepy: Christo: Must you embarrass me further?! Arsé-kun: Lam: Always. Sheepy: Christo: You're awful...! Arsé-kun: Lam: You don't learn lessons from me well. What am I to do? Sheepy: Christo: Perhaps you just don't teach well! Sheepy: Christo: That is a possibility. Arsé-kun: Lam: .... That is one I never considered. Sheepy: Christo: Well, now you have Sheepy: Christo: You really should have told me sooner, Lamington...! Arsé-kun: Lam: You make it sound as if I did not. Sheepy: Christo: (I've embarrassed myself...There's no coming back from this one...Shoot! I'm doing it again!) Arsé-kun: *Lam lightly dings Christo's halo. Diiiing* Sheepy: Christo: Lamington! You're making things worse for me! Sheepy: Val: But if you didn't mumble to yourself when you thought, you wouldn't be in this situation in the first place. Arsé-kun: Lam: *implied fingerguns* Sheepy: Val: Well, what will you do, Killia? Your first potential friendship in a while. Will you pass it up? Arsé-kun: Killia: Y-you don't need to bring it up like that!! I was going to, but now that you're telling me to...! Sheepy: Christo: (I see...So I did embarrass myself irreparably... Making friends is harder than I thought...) Arsé-kun: Killia: .... Guh, you're such a pain, Mr. Prinny. Sheepy: Val: Hm? Arsé-kun: Killia: Fine, I'll do it, but if Red runs him over, it isn't my problem. Sheepy: Christo: (I see...I'm an inconvenience...) Sheepy: Val: Good, excellent. Arsé-kun: Killia: I can HEAR you. Sheepy: Christo: I apologize... Sheepy: Christo: I'm not aware of when I'm doing it. I'll try to stop. Arsé-kun: Killia: *he sighs and double facepalms* (Why does everyone act like i'm going to rip their heads off???) Sheepy: Val: Because you snap at people and don't consider your tone of voice. Arsé-kun: Killia: Yeah, mostly you! Sheepy: Val: The particularly cowardly will get scared off by such a way of acting. Like this one here. Sheepy: Val: *he gestures to Christo* Inside and out, he's a scheming coward. So I've heard from rumors, anyway. If you snap at him, you'll scare him. Arsé-kun: Killia: I'm not gonna scare someone off if I'm not yelling at! Sheepy: Val: Ah. That's why you're having trouble making friends. Arsé-kun: Killia: I came here to have a good time and I am feeling SO attacked right now. Sheepy: Val: This is your lesson of the day. Sheepy: Val: The three things to avoid...Yes, I'll have them all start with the same letter for simplicity's sake. Arsé-kun: *Killia huffs. unhappy* Sheepy: Val: Sass, snark, and snapping. All three of them upset those around you. People are quickest to judge you out of context. Arsé-kun: Killia: Those are--! ... *grumble, grumble* The first two are the same thing. Sheepy: Val: You see? A much better tone for you to take. Arsé-kun: Killia: Whatever. Sheepy: Christo: (Scheming coward...Hm, such rumors about me spread? I can use these for my own advantage... A coward such as myself wouldn't associate with that berserker...) Arsé-kun: Lam: ... Except you are, because you've considered it already. It may not be that bad, after all. Sheepy: Christo:?! Sheepy: Christo: I haven't done it. Not yet... Sheepy: Christo: (...I have to work on it...I just need to deal with that berserker and I can go back to my studies...He should be weak enough by now that he can't hurt me...) Arsé-kun: Lam: Nervous, are we? Sheepy: Christo:?! Sheepy: Christo: Of...of course...! Arsé-kun: Lam: Would you like a hint that I've just seen? Sheepy: Christo: What? What is it? Sheepy: Crow: -A wavering dream wrapped in the darkness of this starry night.... *pose* CROW! has arrived!! Sheepy: Christo: That berserker! Sheepy: Crow: Eh? I'd probably go with Saber instead, yeah? They can still use axes despite the name, can't they? ...Hey, hey, wait a moment. You aren't Adam. ...Hmm, alright, alright, I'm feeling good tonight! C'mon, I'll give you my autograph! Sheepy: Crow: You got anything to write on? (Christo: I don't want your autograph!!) Don't be shy! You clearly know me, so it's gotta be from my musical career....Huh, hey, wait, you seem familiar...! ...You're that guy! The one nobody likes! Don't worry, I'll be your friend! Sheepy: Crow: Ah, and you're the... *he squints at Lamington* Serf! Hey, is this an angel party? I can go here and prove my innocence! Y'know, I don't even know who I was accused of attacking. I've never heard of the guy. I guess he didn't visit cow farmers pretty often, so it'd be kinda difficult for me to attack him, huh? Although everyone blew up at me because apparently there's no possible way for me notto have heard of him. But cow farmers rise with the sun and set with the moon. Sheepy: Christo: (...It'll be harder to manipulate him than I thought... not because he's intelligent, but because if he's right, there's no possible way he could've done it...) Arsé-kun: Lam: *he's been patiently waiting to get a word in edgewise* A seraph, yes, but not an angel party. We just so happen to be the only two here. However, thank you for your input. It will be of future use. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Then did the unlikable guy get thrown out of his home too? Arsé-kun: Lam: We are not that unfortunate. Arsé-kun: Lam: And please do not refer to my brother with that poor title. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? The Seraph's got a brother? Sheepy: Crow: ...The heck's a Seraph, anyway? Arsé-kun: Lam: ... ... *Lam just puts his face in his sleeves. His halo lights up for a moment or so. Processing.* Sheepy: Christo: How do you not know...!? It's only one of the most important positions an angel can have! Sheepy: Crow: ? Sheepy: Crow: How many cows do you tend? Sheepy: Christo: What!? Arsé-kun: Killia: *unhelpfully from the dock floor* I don't know what it is either. Sheepy: Crow: Yeah, why's this supposed to be common knowledge? This guy doesn't know either. Arsé-kun: Lam: .... Because you almost outranked me on power alone, so I certainly hoped you would know what you were talking about. Sheepy: Crow: I didn't get this knowledge 'cause I wasn't accepted within society. So it didn't really apply to me. Arsé-kun: Lam: Of course. A mixed heritage AND black wings? Understandable. Sheepy: Crow: All that matters to a cow farmer is how his cows are doing. How many cows do you tend? Are they doing well? Arsé-kun: Lam: Oh, we do not work as farmers. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Arsé-kun: Lam: Christo is pursuing higher studies, and I'm very much employed in other fields. Sheepy: Crow: Other fields...... Sheepy: Crow: Oh! Arsé-kun: Lam: ... That was not literal. Sheepy: Crow: I'm a musician and my uncle's a prosecutor. Sheepy: Crow: My friend works in an office too. Sheepy: Crow: One of those? Arsé-kun: Lam: Not exactly. Sheepy: Crow: Eh, then it's out of the area that I know. Sheepy: Christo: You really don't get out of your comfort zone much. Sheepy: Crow: I saw you messing with some robot around my farm... You insulted me and then later tripped over something and fell on your face. All while complaining about how underdeveloped the area was... Sheepy: Crow: So what makes you important? Arsé-kun: Lam: I am currently the head of the decisions committee, and leader of negotiations. So if you need something, do let me know. Sheepy: Crow: ? Sheepy: Crow: Oh, I get it. Sheepy: Crow: So you had a hand in accusing me for crimes I didn't commit, huh? Arsé-kun: Lam: The Seraph at the time did. I was not yet in this position. I do understand your anger, and it is not misplaced. Sheepy: Crow: It hurt a ton, you know? At least give us a fighting chance! Those chains were a bear to get off! Arsé-kun: Lam: I have suggested that to the council. Your case was an especially important one in getting many rules changed. Sheepy: Crow: Oh, so I'm just an example now, huh? Sheepy: Crow: No apologies or anything for nearly murdering me? Arsé-kun: Lam: Again, that was not me. I did not have this job when that happened. Sheepy: Crow: But you aren't the only angel out there. You'd think the ones responsible would come and apologize. Arsé-kun: Lam: They most absolutely should, you're right. Sheepy: Crow: Yeah, yeah, you get me! Arsé-kun: Lam: They should also pay royalties for damage taken. You lost four wings, and they should make up for it however they can. Sheepy: Crow: How do I get those back? Are they gone forever? Arsé-kun: Lam: They can be recovered potentially, but the processes are usually reserved for two... Are you sure you want them back, though? Having that much power is dangerous to ones surroundings, especially mortals. Sheepy: Crow: ? Arsé-kun: Lam: I will be more straightforward for you. Arsé-kun: Lam: Having the power of six wings on the planet is extraordinarily dangerous. Sheepy: Crow: But I'm not using it. Arsé-kun: Lam: If you get it back, you will be. Sheepy: Crow: That doesn't make any sense... Arsé-kun: Lam: I can't say more. Consider that a spoiler. Sheepy: Crow: Huuuuh? How're you gonna know you'll like the book if you don't read the ending first? Arsé-kun: Lam: Do you really want the end of that path? I can certainly tell you that. Sheepy: Crow:...? Sheepy: Crow: What is it...? Arsé-kun: Lam: *he leans down to Crow's level and lowers his voice* You will be the only one left in that path. You will be the only one to survive it. I greatly emphasize you do not take it. Sheepy: Crow:....?! Arsé-kun: Lam: Four wings is fine. Six is not. Please consider others when making decisions. Sheepy: Crow:...But...I didn't cause problems before...I don't get it. ...Is that why... Is that why I was forced to live in the sticks? Arsé-kun: Lam: It seems that way, doesn't it? But maybe you are not thinking about it well. There is always a reason for things, and a way to improve. Sheepy: Crow: What do you mean? Sheepy: Crow: Are you saying I can earn 'em back? Arsé-kun: Lam: There must be a reason that you were so easily blamed. But yes, that is a basic summary of it. Sheepy: Crow: So if I keep working at it... Arsé-kun: Lam: Then you'll get there. Sheepy: Crow:....Uh, the reason why I was so easily blamed. ... Arsé-kun: Lam: You tended to be a bit destructive, whether you meant it or not. That is not to say you still are, of course. You're still as loud as ever, though. Sheepy: Crow: I tried to work on it...But when people don't help you on problems you don't know how to solve, it's tough to deal with them. Arsé-kun: Lam: That is true, but you've improved. You'll get there. *he pats Crow's shoulder and straightens back up* Sheepy: Crow: Clearly, angels learn how to control their power somehow. But I never got that. Arsé-kun: Lam: *he slowly looks to Christo with an Expression™. He is Scheming.* Sheepy: Christo: ? Arsé-kun: Lam: You wanted to meet him, yes? So why don't you assist? You'll get information, he'll learn to control it. Win-win. Sheepy: Christo: What? Sheepy: Christo: I don't have any interest in teaching... Sheepy: Crow: Huh? I guess I shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth, but... Arsé-kun: Lam: I won't force it. Sheepy: Crow:....The heck would I want with a guy who calls me an idiot the first time I ever met him? Arsé-kun: Killia: He's the only one to do that? Shocker. Sheepy: Crow: First impressions are lasting, you know? You can try to be like a durian, but nobody's gonna bother trying to get to the sweet center... Sheepy: Crow: ....Huh? No, I get it a lot. Sheepy: Crow: Moreso on Earth, but the transition to Earth has been difficult. Headaches. Forgetfulness. Difficulty understanding things. It's the atmosphere, isn't it? Sheepy: Crow: So why's everyone so cruel about it? Arsé-kun: Lam: ... Ah. I see now. Poor soul. You've gotten no help or understanding since then. Please implore your elders for information under threat of the Seraph's punishment. Sheepy: Crow: What? What's that mean? Arsé-kun: Lam: It means that now is not the time for this. That is a personal matter best reserved for your parental figures. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Dad just came back for some reason. I thought he was dead. Sheepy: Crow: But apparently he was busy killing people. Arsé-kun: Lam: Circumstances happen, even if we don't like them. Sheepy: Christo: ?!?!?! *he's much less relaxed about this than Lam* Sheepy: Christo: (There's no way an angel would go out and do that...! Right?) Arsé-kun: Killia: *he's gotten up and is standing in front of Christo* Who knows, who cares. Not our business. Sheepy: Christo: Y-yes...I suppose so... Sheepy: Crow: Eh...I guess if you wanna get teaching experience, as long as you don't bully me, I'll be willing to be your test subject. Sheepy: Crow: I do need to learn it eventually...I just don't wanna get insulted a bunch... Sheepy: Christo: I'm not interested, but I already feel like I have no choice. If Lamington is suggesting it, it must be important to my studies... Arsé-kun: Lam: I'd never suggest anything that'd bring harm to you, Christiah~ *he's teasing* Sheepy: Christo: *he grimaces at Lam* Arsé-kun: Lam: :) Arsé-kun: Lam: ... Crocell, you weren't alone tonight, were you? Sheepy: Crow: Eh? No. Why? Sheepy: Crow: Dad was here somewhere... Arsé-kun: Lam: I'd like to also speak with your elder... Ah? Stay here, then. I have a few words for him. Sheepy: Crow: So secret that I can't hear them? Incredible... Arsé-kun: Lam: Adult matters. You understand. Sheepy: Crow: Oh, like when it asks you if you're above 13 to join a website. Arsé-kun: Lam: .... Sure. Sheepy: Crow: But this one I'm not above 21 so I can't join. Sheepy: Crow: Well, I'll stay here just in case you need me. If you're wondering, Balmung goee for the throat. Arsé-kun: Lam: Concerning, but appreciated. Sheepy: Christo: You don't need me to keep an eye on him, do you? Arsé-kun: Lam: Hmmm... I don't think it'll be necessary. Sheepy: Christo: Well, alright. Arsé-kun: Killia: .... So, um... Do you want to go back to the party or something? Sheepy: Christo: Will you be? Arsé-kun: Killia: Yeah, I guess. My ride home ditched, so I'm stuck here for now. Sheepy: Christo: Then I will go back as well. Arsé-kun: *New friends go back to the party! Very nice. Lance briefly wonders if anyone will notice him leaving and stewing in his anxiety in the ocean.* Sheepy: Crow: What’s in there? Can I go in? Arsé-kun: Lance: Um... Sure, I guess? Just be careful... Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Why? Arsé-kun: Lance: Vampires, mostly. There's a lot of people... Sheepy: Crow: Alright! If any of them bully me I’ll fight them! Sheepy: *Crow is hyped!* Sheepy: Crow: *He rushes inside!* Arsé-kun: *Crow has never made a good decision ever. At least he's permitted inside, for Lamington had predicted this and saved his second spare ticket for Crow. How.... Kind??* Sheepy: Crow: Wow! A boat! I’ve never seen one of these before! Arsé-kun: Adam: *suddenly next to Crow, despite his size* Well. I did not expect to see you this evening. Sheepy: Crow: I had a feeling you were around!! Sheepy: Crow: Are you a vampire? I’m a fallen angel! We can be the Halloween starter pack together! Arsé-kun: Adam: No, I am not, but I certainly still apply for the role. Sheepy: Crow: Although, I guess fallen angels are more associated with Christmas... learning about the meaning of Christmas and getting your wings back! Arsé-kun: *Adam just picks him up like football and goes back to the table. No children allowed to be solo on the ship* Sheepy: Crow: Where’re we going? Arsé-kun: Adam: Back to where I was sitting. Sheepy: Crow: Oh, great! Now you can show them you’re friends with someone as cool as me! That must mean you’re pretty cool too. Arsé-kun: Adam: I, um. Sure. Sheepy: Crow: ? Arsé-kun: Adam: *he plops back into his seat. it somehow holds up* I found a midget. Sheepy: Crow: I’m Crow! Sheepy: Fran: Oh, you’re from that vegetarian cooking group Iris was telling me about... Sheepy: Crow: The heck does that mean?! Arsé-kun: Impey: I don't know either! Sheepy: Fran: Spinach Crumbles. Arsé-kun: Adam: ... Dad, I don't think that is correct. Sheepy: Fran: ...? Sheepy: Crow: It’s ShingancrimsonZ!! Sheepy: Crow: We’re a band! Arsé-kun: Adam: *very intentionally* Spanish Croissants Zed. Sheepy: Crow: Not you too! Arsé-kun: Adam: I just wanted to see your face, I apologize. Sheepy: Crow: Cruel! Sheepy: Crow: I’m a fallen angel, not a vampire! But that still works for a Halloween party, right?! Arsé-kun: Impey: ... It's December. You were just with us for Christmas. Sheepy: Crow: Yup! Arsé-kun: Viktor: Now, what do we have here?? *he's already putting his mitts on Crow's inhuman ears* Certainly no angel I've seen before! Sheepy: Crow: Yeah, ‘cause this is just one of my forms! You wanna see my super cool true form?! Arsé-kun: Viktor: Yes, absolutely! Sheepy: *With a puff of smoke and the fluttering of feathers, where there once stood a gremlin is now a cute stuffed animal looking creature!* Arsé-kun: Adam: So you got... Smaller... Sheepy: Crow: Cool, huh?! Totally mascot material! Arsé-kun: *Viktor picks him up for a better look. What's This, what's This??* Sheepy: Crow: I’m a hedgehog! Arsé-kun: *Viktor can see that long tail. Hesitant X to doubt* Sheepy: Crow: Specifically, a myumon hedgehog! Arsé-kun: Deu: ... *he plucks Crow out of Viktor's hands and returns him to Adam* Please do not research people tonight. Sheepy: Crow: We look a lot like humans, but we’ve got one big difference...Huh? Arsé-kun: Vik: :V Arsé-kun: Deu: I apologize. My Father is a mad scientist and would love to, how do I say, stick you with at least three trucks of medical equipment. Arsé-kun: Deu: Drawing any amount of blood while surrounded by vampires is not what is considered a "clever" move. (Adam: Yeah..!) Sheepy: Crow: Well, he fixed a set of my wings. Sheepy: Crow: I'd really rather you didn't poke me with medical equipment, but I can answer any questions you have. Like about our souls! Sheepy: Crow: You wanna know about that? Arsé-kun: Viktor: Yes, please. *he's already whipped a notepad and pen out. Several pens. Viktor, your scientist is showing from under your dumb emo hair.* Sheepy: Crow: Unlike humans, Myumon's souls are these crystals inside of us that normally can't be seen nor touched. They reside within our hearts. We gotta keep 'em pure or we'll turn into monsters. Positive energy gives us strength, and the best way for us to find positive energy is by moving the hearts of everyone in the audience! Sheepy: Crow: The stronger we are, the less likely we'll turn into monsters. But negative emotions can damage our Melodisians. Arsé-kun: *Impey's wondering if Crow's friends are also furri- Myumons. And what ELSE he's been missing out on* Sheepy: Crow:? Arsé-kun: Impey: ARE your friends also furries? Sheepy: Crow: Yeah. Sheepy: Crow: Rom's a leopard, Wimpion's a lion, and Yaiba's a fox. Arsé-kun: Impey: What's up with not bein' able to see the ears, or is that a non-furry thing? Sheepy: Crow: I dunno. Arsé-kun: *Viktor scoffs in the background because of "Normally can't be seen or touched". You sure? You Sure?* Sheepy: Crow:? Arsé-kun: Impey: Looks more normal with 'em, I'll say. Sheepy: Crow: Yeah, because we dress ourselves being able to see it. Arsé-kun: Viktor: Quite the contrary. I do believe you, but I am not a fan of the "can't see" part. Sheepy: Crow: Well, it can be pulled out of us without killing us, but I dunno how. Sheepy: Crow: It's probably extremely painful though... Arsé-kun: *CROW THOSE WERE THE ABSOLUTELY WRONG WORDS TO SAY* Sheepy: Crow: And it seems pretty important, so messing with it seems like a bad idea. Arsé-kun: Adam: So it should not be touched... Sheepy: Crow: Yeah. Arsé-kun: Adam: Very good information. *and he holds Crow a Little Bit Closer* Sheepy: Crow: It's blue, I've heard. Red may be my favorite color but that's a bad color for them. Sheepy: Fran:...Sorry if this is rude... Sheepy: Fran: Um... Sheepy: Fran: Do you have a mouth? Sheepy: Crow: Yeah, of course I do. Sheepy: Crow: My dad and uncle aren't myumons so this doesn't apply to them. Sheepy: Crow: Speaking of which....I wonder where my dad went... Arsé-kun: Lam: Not far. *enter scene, dragging Klimt behind him* Stay put where you are, please. Events are unfolding off the ship that we cannot interfere with. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Alright. Sheepy: Crow: Did Dad fight someone? Arsé-kun: Lam: Yes, but that is not the current importance. Arsé-kun: Lam: ... I have suggested to the king himself that he not allow anyone to leave temporarily. We do not want anyone present being blamed for it. Sheepy: Fran: It? Arsé-kun: Lam: If I give too many details, I may excite some of the vampires. Pardon my withholding of information. Sheepy: Crow: Can I fight Dad next? Arsé-kun: Lam: Not here, not now. After New Years, yes. Sheepy: Crow: Oh..... Arsé-kun: Klimt: *everything's spinning, everything hurts, you're all punks and Imma suuuuper mario* Sheepy: Fran: Will everyone inside be safe? Arsé-kun: Lam: Yes. Sheepy: Crow: When Dad's less dazed I can introduce him to you, Adam. Arsé-kun: Adam: Looking forward to it. Sheepy: Crow: He's an angel. Arsé-kun: Adam: ... Do deceased humans all go to Heaven, or does it not work that way? Sheepy: Crow: ? Arsé-kun: Adam: ... Too deep? Sheepy: Harley: --*he's looking over the dead body* ...I was too late, but the culprit should still be nearby... Sheepy: Harley: But where...? Where would they hide...? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I'm not quite sure, but lets look it over. What's the damages..? Sheepy: Harley: Multiple seemingly random stab wounds. Sheepy: Harley: Hm... Sheepy: Harley: Perhaps out of the sheer enjoyment of it. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Perhaps... Sheepy: Harley: Perhaps partially out of hate, but look at the fine cuts on the face. They were clearly toying with their prey. Sheepy: Harley: I’d check the pockets to see if anything was stolen, but I didn’t bring any sterile gloves...Because I didn’t expect this. Sheepy: Harley: One of us could go looking for the killer while the other watches the body, but... Arsé-kun: Arséne: Got you covered. *he pulls out some gloves and hands them over* I'll take a lap aound. Sheepy: Harley: Thank you. Arsé-kun: *Arséne nods and starts climbing up a nearby fence.* Sheepy: *Harley puts on the gloves and begins inspecting the dead body* Arsé-kun: *it's definitely dead. whoo hoo.* Sheepy: Harley: *he checks the pockets for a wallet (because what if it was greed motivated?)* Arsé-kun: *A wallet is present and untouched. It was not greed* Sheepy: Harley: ...Hm, so it could have been hate... or bloodlust. Sheepy: Harley: It’s recent... Murder weapon appears to be a knife. Sheepy: *Harley continues to examine the body.* Arsé-kun: *It's relatively unremarkable. Beat up and stabbed a bunch, but that seems to be it. No illegal substances or objects, no signs of OD or poison, just stabbings.* Sheepy: *Harley notes this to write it down later.* Arsé-kun: *Distinct sound of a twig snapping* Sheepy: Harley:....? Who's there? *he looks towards the noise* Sheepy: Harley:...Don't hide from me, I know you're there! Who are you?! Arsé-kun: Aleister: For you to not recognize a simple old man such as myself, that does sting a bit. You truly wound me, Harley! Or should I say... Sholmes? Sheepy: Harley:....?! You...! How did you find me?! Arsé-kun: Aleister: You make it sound as if it were difficult, dear friend. I've known for so long, I've just... Been unable to act. You understand. Sheepy: Harley: How unfortunate you can act now. Arsé-kun: Aleister: You sound so disappointed! This won't do at all. Sheepy: Harley:.....I'm disappointed...'cause yer still kickin'. Sheepy: Harley: Can you not comprehend me not wanting anything to do with you? Arsé-kun: Aleister: Is that the truth, though? You're still emotionally invested in me. I still drive your actions. Wouldn't it just be easier to accept this old man's companionship? Sheepy: Harley: Go tumble off a waterfall like yer brother. Did wonders fer 'is personality. M'ybe yeh won't roll a 'igh enuff number. Arsé-kun: Aleister: Don't you know how to respect your elders? *he sighs* But very well. I understand that I've pressed this on far too quickly. Sheepy: Harley: Elders only get respect 'cause they deserve it. Sheepy: Harley: You don't. Arsé-kun: Aleister: Hmm? None at all? Kids these days are so cruel. Sheepy: Harley: Maybe go find someone else to get obsessed with. Sheepy: Harley: They might give you respect. Arsé-kun: Aleister: We'll see. We'll see. Have fun with your case. If you'd like a hint, I did not do this, promise. Sheepy: Harley: Hopefully, we won't see each other again. Sheepy: Harley: Don't tell me what to do. Arsé-kun: Aleister: Oh? Well, if you insist. I did have one teensy little suggestion, but if you don't want it.. Sheepy: Harley: You love to hear yourself talk. If you want to ramble, I won't stop you. It's better than you doing anything. Arsé-kun: Aleister: There is a bit of blood on a nearby rooftop that might warrant an investigation. Type B, for your convenience. Sheepy: Harley: Well, I'm so glad you care about my convenience. Arsé-kun: Aleister: Of course. Arsé-kun: *Aleister starts to back out of the scene, but stops at the last moment* Arsé-kun: Aleister: And I do wonder where your other friend went. How unfortunate!~ Sheepy: Harley: What? Sheepy: Harley: What did you do to him!? Sheepy: Harley: Shut up and tell me what happened to him! Arsé-kun: Aleister: Oh, nothing serious. I'd be more worried about the vampires than what I did. Sheepy: Harley: What? Arsé-kun: Aleister: :) Sheepy: Harley: Where is he!? Sheepy: Harley: ......! Arsé-kun: Aleister: There you go. Have fun. Sheepy: Harley: *he immediately rushes to the nearby rooftop* Arsé-kun: *There IS a little bit of blood up there, but not much. That part was honest. What Aleister did not specifically mention was that he'd left Arséne half-hanging off the opposite side of the rooftop. Other than gravity's slow and merciful pull, he isn't moving* Sheepy: Harley: .....! Lupin! Sheepy: Harley: *He speeds over to Lupin's side* Sheepy: Harley: Lupin....! Sheepy: Harley: *He pulls Lupin close to him to prevent Lupin from falling* Hey, hey...! Shoot, the closest doctor...Where's... Arsé-kun: *Delly crash-lands onto the rooftop a decent distance away. Absolutely did not nail that landing. Prince of the night.* Sheepy: Harley:?! Arsé-kun: Delly: *ignoring that!* What's all this? Dad's old coot friend told us not to come out, so what's happening? Is he dead? Sheepy: Harley: I need a doctor! Arsé-kun: Delly: Why are you panicking at me, he's obviously alive but fine! Fine, just, stop yelling at me! Sheepy: Harley: Where can I find one? Arsé-kun: Delly: He'll come to you, unless you REALLY like us staring at free dinner! Sheepy: Harley:..... Sheepy: Harley: This is all because of... ...I gotta... *mumbling* Arsé-kun: *Delly does a 180° and unsteadily flies back to the ship. Ow, ow, ow.* Sheepy: Harley:...Right. This is why... Sheepy: Harley:....I can never get close to anyone. Arsé-kun: *Much smoother than Delly, Viktor lands on the roof, tightly holding Fran. He gives a short whistle to both announce "We're here!" and to get Fran to let go of him* Sheepy: Fran: Ugh...everything's spinning... Sheepy: Harley: Good, a doctor! Arsé-kun: Viktor: My apologies, but you're required, Fran. Sheepy: Fran:....! Oh, Lupin's...?! *he goes over to Lupin* Sheepy: Harley: *he lets Fran help Lupin, keeping a close eye on Vik. A stranger. Distrust.* Arsé-kun: *Vik keeps his distance, though he very obviously wants to join Fran* Sheepy: *Fran is focused on helping Lupin and nothing else* Sheepy: Harley:...You, when you were heading here. Did you see anyone? Specifically, an old man with a snake cane? Arsé-kun: Vik: Perhaps not the cane part, but I am sure I saw an older man, yes. Sheepy: Harley: Where? Arsé-kun: Vik: Leaving the area, down... *he explains to Harley where he saw the bastard* Sheepy: Harley:...Thank you. Please take care of Lupin. *he runs off to the described area* Arsé-kun: Vik: ... *he joins Fran in patching up Arséne, wondering what Harley's deal was* Arsé-kun: Arséne: ....... versaire à la terr... Eh?.. Eeeh..?! Sheepy: Fran: Oh, you're conscious...Good, good. Sheepy: Fran: We should get you home.... Arsé-kun: Arséne: Mmmm... Je suis claq-- Uh. *slow blink* English. Right. 's a thing. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... *he shakes his head a bit* Y'ouldn't know what happened, would you? Sheepy: Fran: Um, Harley was with you but after hearing about an old man, he ran off... Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... I got nothing. Sheepy: Fran: We should get you home. We can worry about this later. Arsé-kun: Arséne: But we were in the middle of something... Sheepy: Fran: But you're injured. Arsé-kun: Arséne: What are we supposed to do, let the cops handle it? Sheepy: Fran: Yes. Arsé-kun: Arséne: If it wasn't you saying that, I'd think yer joking. Sheepy: Fran: I'm not. Sheepy: Fran: You're injured. Harley will probably handle the case. Arsé-kun: Arséne: But where did he go? Sheepy: Fran: *he describes the place that Viktor saw the old man.* Arsé-kun: Arséne: Fleeing, huh? So either he did it, or was a scared witness.. Sheepy: Fran: Harley looked angry. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... So maybe the first one? Sheepy: Fran: I'll let you decide what you want to do. I've already told you my opinion. ...Um, please make a good decision. Arsé-kun: Arséne: .... *he peers over the edge* ... First, I want to get down from here. Sheepy: Fran: Um, I got help getting up here......I don't know how to get down. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I climbed a fence up, so... Sheepy: Fran: So...we're stuck? Arsé-kun: Arséne: If I can manage to get down, I can probably help you? Maybe? Sheepy: Fran: Are you feeling up to it? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Eh.. Well.. Arsé-kun: Arséne: .. Maybe? Arsé-kun: Impey: What're you guys doing up there?? Sheepy: Fran: We're stuck. Sheepy: Fran: Can you help us down, please? Arsé-kun: Impey: You wanna jump so I can catch you, or should I come up? Sheepy: Fran: Lupin is injured, so...maybe the latter. Arsé-kun: Impey: Coming right up! Sheepy: Fran: Thank you...! Arsé-kun: *Impey does eventually get up there* Arsé-kun: Impey: They barely let me come out to see what was happening, what's happening? Sheepy: Fran: Lupin was attacked I think. Sheepy: Fran: Harley...at this point is missing. Sheepy: *Want to know where Harley is? He's probably where that sudden nearby gunshot noise is.* Arsé-kun: *And now it is very uncomfortable* Arsé-kun: Impey: suddenly I think I understand why the feathery guy said to stay put Sheepy: Fran: What...was that...? Arsé-kun: Arséne: A handgun, smaller model. Non-automatic. Sheepy: Fran:...Um... Arsé-kun: Impey: ... Maybe we should stay up here for a hot second? Sheepy: Fran: I think Harley carries one of those... Sheepy: Fran: I went to ask him the other day about something and he was looking it over, uh... Sheepy: Fran:...But maybe it was just a model? Arsé-kun: *Not shown: the shitton of bats scared by the gunfire. Look at them all go!! That's a lot of bats. That's a Lot of Bats* Sheepy: Fran: Look at all the bats... Arsé-kun: Impey: You think that's everyone from the ship freaking out, or it just bats? Sheepy: Fran:...Um, probably the former. Arsé-kun: Arséne: The who from the what Sheepy: Fran: Um...it's complicated... Sheepy: Fran: We can tell you soon, okay? Arsé-kun: Arséne: That's very concerning and I'm getting too old for this. Sheepy: Fran: Um, it's not concerning, but now isn't the time. Arsé-kun: Impey: *He picks up Fran* Lets figure out if Harley's dead on the pavement! Sheepy: Fran: Right...! Arsé-kun: *Impey hops down with Fran. Arséne is not allowed to go. Banned. Bannu Jannu* Sheepy: Fran: The gunshot was nearby... Arsé-kun: Impey: ... Definitely smell blood! No telling if it's his! Arsé-kun: Impey: Okay, lets confuse the hell out of whoever's still alive. *he puts Fran down and moves in closer before belting out* ITTTTT'S TRUCK MONTH AND IT'S TRUCK MONTH, Sheepy: Harley: --Shut up! Arsé-kun: Impey: Great news! He's alive. Sheepy: Fran: Right......... Arsé-kun: Impey: *he pops his head around the corner* Y'good? Sheepy: Harley: *he's clutching his head in one hand and a cane with a snake design in the other. he's shivering...* Sheepy: *on the ground is a gun, along with a body!* Arsé-kun: Impey: ... *he doubles back to tell Fran* Sheepy: Fran: Impey? Arsé-kun: Impey: Harley's alive but struggling with inner demons or something. Some old guy got shot. What do we do? Sheepy: Fran:...? Um... The old man may need help... Sheepy: Fran:...But Harley sounds like he needs help, too. Arsé-kun: Impey: I'd ask him, but... Y'know, I like living. Sheepy: Fran: Should we call Watson? Sheepy: Fran: He knows Harley better than anyone. Arsé-kun: Impey: Ain't he really busy? I mean yes, but like, no?? Sheepy: Fran: Then....? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Shall I give it a shot? Sheepy: Fran: Lupin? Are you sure? Arsé-kun: Arséne: You won't like my answer. Sheepy: Fran: Please be careful... Arsé-kun: Arséne: Yes, doctor, I'll try to stay alive a second time tonight! Sheepy: Fran: Good luck. Arsé-kun: *Arséne goes out to sit next to Harley. He pockets the gun first thing.* Sheepy: Harley:....I, I...I'm no better than him...! This isn't how it was supposed to go! Arsé-kun: Arséne: Now, now, we both know that isn't true, Monsieur~ Sheepy: Harley: I was...I was supposed to.... Arsé-kun: Arséne: You know I've seen you from all sides by now, taking out one creep doesn't make you the scum of the earth. Sheepy: Harley: You don't know a thing about me! Arsé-kun: Arséne: I know you're a good person. Isn't that what counts? Sheepy: Harley: You keep trying to get close to me! I hate you for it...! I just want you to be safe and you can't even help me?! Anyone who gets close to me dies! If it's not by his hand, it's by mine! Sheepy: Harley: I was supposed to fall with him...because...someone like me is no better than him! But I, I... I was too scared...because I was terrified how everyone would feel. ...We're one and the same... So someone like me... Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... .... You dumb blond. You're just gonna leave Wilson alone like this? Sheepy: Harley: ........ Arsé-kun: Arséne: We all die eventually, so you'll get even eventually. Lets get you some therapy, bitch. Sheepy: Harley: Lupin...If anything happens to me, please take care of him. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I absolutely do not like that tone of voice Monsieur Sheepy: Harley: You will, won't you? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Of course, but can you please save important decisions like this for the morning? Sheepy: Harley:...You were hurt tonight because I forgot myself. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I got hurt because I didn't pay attention to my surroundings like an idiot. Sheepy: Harley: If we don't discuss it now, we won't discuss it at all. Sheepy: Harley: Because a monster like me can't get close to anyone ever again. ...I can't forget that. Arsé-kun: Arséne: We. We literally have an eldritch abomination living in our house and you're the monster? Sheepy: Harley: You won't understand. Watson won't understand. No one will. Sheepy: Harley: How much will you hate me if I'm gone tomorrow? What will you tell Watson? Arsé-kun: Arséne: You imply that it'd be permitted. Sheepy: Harley: He and I are one and the same. ..If one of us falls, the other has to...*he clutches his head again* I have to, I have to...! Arsé-kun: Arséne: You really, really do not. Sheepy: Harley: *his irises briefly turn red. oh.* Lupin...I...You're so important to me....So why can't you just hate me...?! I don't want to see you hurt! It's all my fault! I keep trying to push you away..push everyone away...and it hurts so much! I'm so lonely! But I need to protect you! Protect everyone! Why won't you get that...?! That's why...! Arsé-kun: Arséne: *He's startled and visible confused, but still moves in closer to take Harley's hands* I know. I know and I appreciate you for what you're doing, but I can't stand being lonely either. So not yet. Sheepy: Harley:......? Arsé-kun: Arséne: When you want to go, I won't stop you. Just not yet, got it? Sheepy: Harley: ...... Arsé-kun: Arséne: You can do it. We believe in you. Wilson believes in you, Monsieur, and who's gonna bitch at me when I mess things up? Arsé-kun: *Impey is approaching carefully, and with possibly malicious intent. At least that wild look isn't focused on Arséne, who knows he's coming and is actively inviting it. He requires vampire assistance* Sheepy: Harley:...Ggghh...! *he clutches his head again* ... ... ...!! *his irises, once more, go red. he grimaces in pain...* Arsé-kun: Arséne: C'mon. I've got you, bud. Arsé-kun: *Harley is given a big hug* Sheepy: *this does seem to help him!* Arsé-kun: *It's one of those biiiig warm hugs. The kind that's always nice to get when it isn't squeezing the life out of you. Did you know the human body is programmed to receive 4 hugs a day or something? In this economy? Also, something briefly pokes Harley, but it's probably a key or something.* Sheepy: Harley: *he seems to be relaxing some...* Arsé-kun: *Arséne slowly joins in, keeping a wary eye on Impey. Y'know. Just in case.* Arsé-kun: *Impey pulls his head back and gives Arséne a slightly bloody and fanged grin. Arséne immediately looks elsewhere with a big frown. gross.* Arsé-kun: *Thankfully Impey remembers to clean up after himself, so he doesn't look like a disaster and so Harley doesn't bleed out. Thankfully.* Sheepy: *Harley's out like a light...* Arsé-kun: Arséne: Fran, we're in the clear. Sheepy: Fran: Oh, good, so I can go check on, um...... Arsé-kun: Arséne: I'm not too hot on this, but I think it's a bit too late. Sheepy: Fran: .....Yes, it looks like it. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... I'm never entirely sure what to do when this sort of thing happens, honestly. Sheepy: Fran: Call the police? Sheepy: Fran: .........Ah, but Harley would get arrested, wouldn't he... Arsé-kun: Arséne: Not exactly. We can't prove he fired. And anyway, he's clearly unarmed. Sheepy: Fran: ........? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Work with me here. Sheepy: Fran: So I should call the police and ask like nothing is wrong? Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he sighs* I'll handle it. Just get him home. Sheepy: Fran: Right..........We can have Watson look at him at home. Arsé-kun: Arséne: It'd be for the best. Poor guy does so much for us, but he's the best one for it. No offense, Fran. Sheepy: Fran: No, I understand. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Maybe he should give you lessons. How to deal with this bullshit 101. Sheepy: Fran: I'll do my best! *he seems enthusiastic!* Arsé-kun: Impey: hey uh Sheepy: Fran: Let's rush home. Arsé-kun: Impey: But, um. Arsé-kun: Impey: We left Adam. Sheepy: Fran:....! Sheepy: Fran: Oh no...He'll think I abandoned him... Arsé-kun: Impey: You get him. I'll take Har. Double distance, half time. Sheepy: Fran: Right! Arsé-kun: Impey: Righto! Have fun or whatever! Sheepy: Fran: Yes, you too! *he rushes out* Arsé-kun: *Impey rushes out too, in the other direction with Harley* Arsé-kun: *Fran gets scooped up from the air about twenty seconds later. Local captain looks after his grandson.* Sheepy: Fran:...?! Arsé-kun: Viktor: I would have taken you back, you know. Sheepy: Fran: I'm sorry...I forgot you were there... Sheepy: Fran: Um, do you know what could cause that reaction in someone...? It sounded similar to...Oh, you don't know about that, probably. Arsé-kun: Viktor: I've never seen something quite as violent as that, no. I would not be adverse to you telling me, though. Sheepy: *Fran explains being captured by Twilight and the Hidden Potential experiments they conducted.* Arsé-kun: *Viktor listens patiently, interested in this. He's not happy about it, but what can you do* Sheepy: Fran: So based on what I was hearing, it may be a situation like that. However, he wasn't a part of the experiments and didn't seem to show any signs of great physical strength in a normal state. Arsé-kun: Viktor: It's possibly related, but cannot be classified as their brand. Sheepy: Fran: I guess I'll ask Watson.. Arsé-kun: *they make it to the ship intact! yaaaaaaaaay* Sheepy: *Fran goes looking for Adam* Arsé-kun: *Killia has gotten intimate with a bucket, Klimt is still down, Deu is trying to clean up, Lam's gone, and Adam is just kinda. Waiting around.* Sheepy: *Crow is sitting on Klimt like a cat. sit* Sheepy: Fran: Adam...! Arsé-kun: Adam: Oh, there you are..! I thought you left without me.. Sheepy: Fran: No, no, of course not! Um... Sheepy: Fran: Lupin's injured...Something's wrong with Harley, uh... Arsé-kun: Adam: Ah. Something happened... I understand. Sheepy: Fran: Yes. Arsé-kun: Adam: Should I take you back? Sheepy: Fran: Please. Arsé-kun: *Adam gets up, considers his actions, and then puts Fran on his shoulders. he can show u the world* Sheepy: Crow: *yawn* You're going so soon? What'll I do without you here? Arsé-kun: Adam: Whatever it is you're doing already? Sheepy: Crow: I'm waiting for my dad to wake up so I can go home. Arsé-kun: Viktor: That I believe I can remedy. Sheepy: Crow: Really? Arsé-kun: Viktor: Yes. Behold. Arsé-kun: *Viktor dumps water on Klimt's face. Effective immediately.* Sheepy: Crow: *tail wag* Wow! I gotta use that move on Wimpion! Arsé-kun: Klimt: *cough, cough, cough. he's alive but at what cost* Sheepy: Crow: Hey, hey, wake up! Arsé-kun: Klimt: nnnnnmgnghh... have I finally ended up in Hell...? Sheepy: Crow: Ouch, that really hurts my feelings... Arsé-kun: Klimt: oh, Crocell.... Are we in Hell? Sheepy: Crow: No. We're in a boat. Arsé-kun: Klimt: what Sheepy: Crow: The water house! Arsé-kun: Klimt: wh at. Sheepy: Crow: That guy had one. Sheepy: Crow: He doesn't have a name, but apparently we're supposed to know-a him - that's what they call him. Anyway, he put cows on it and survived a 69 day long flood! Arsé-kun: Klimt: That's.... That's Noah's arc you're thinking of..? Sheepy: Crow: Yeah, yeah! Sheepy: Crow: You know-a the arc!!! Arsé-kun: Klimt: .... Why am I on a boat? Sheepy: Crow:? You don't remember? Arsé-kun: Klimt: Last thing was being taken aside by the Seraph for a few words. Sheepy: Crow: Yeah, he knocked you out and dragged you in here. Arsé-kun: Klimt: Sheesh... He couldn't be a little more gentle? Sheepy: Crow: He told me to ask you something but I don't remember what. Arsé-kun: Klimt: Then it's gone now. His mistake. Sheepy: Crow: Eh, he seemed to beat you up because of something I said, but I don't remember that either. Arsé-kun: Klimt: I doubt that. I probably said something. Sheepy: Crow: Really? You? Arsé-kun: Klimt: Who knows? It's gone now. In one side, out the other, lets move on. Sheepy: Crow: Alright. Arsé-kun: *Deu is cleaning around them. he isn't paid for this shit* Sheepy: Crow: Deu, what's your secret to being tall? Everyone makes fun of me because of my height. Arsé-kun: Deu: .... The actual answer was intense body modification but I do not recommend it if you are still alive. Sheepy: Crow:? Sheepy: Crow: My friends did that. Sheepy: Crow: They're called tattoos. Arsé-kun: Deu: .... I see. That is less than what I had meant, but it does still quite count. Arsé-kun: Deu: ... I had meant quite literally replacing your legs with someone else's, but please do not do this. Sheepy: Crow: My legs're perfect already.. Sheepy: Crow: 'Cause cow farmers have to have strong legs! Arsé-kun: Deu: I see *doesn't understand at all* Sheepy: Crow: Yeah, yeah, you gotta have strong legs 'cause if the cows run away, you gotta carry 'em back. Sheepy: Crow: Real tough. Usually I just bribe them into following me, but sometimes they're real sassy and I gotta carry 'em back. Arsé-kun: Deu: I... understand. How educational. *has been completely lost* Sheepy: Crow: Dad, when can we go home? Arsé-kun: Klimt: Let me up and we can go. Sheepy: Crow:? Arsé-kun: Klimt: *he sighs and easily picks up Crow* Sheepy: Crow: We're going home, right? Arsé-kun: Klimt: Yeah. I don't feel like flying, how about you? Sheepy: Crow: I'm not entirely back to normal for that. The Soft-Serve guy told me I can't have my six wings back. What a jerk. It doesn't feel right flying without them... Arsé-kun: Klimt: Wanna go the quick way instead? Sheepy: Crow: Quick way? Arsé-kun: Klimt: Barok really hasn't taught you anything, huh?? What a shithead. Sheepy: Crow:.....? Sheepy: Crow: That feels kinda familiar.... Sheepy: Crow:........ Sheepy: Crow:...Shoot, that's right! The Soft-Serve guy! He said you guys're hiding something from me! Or not telling me something real important...? Arsé-kun: Klimt: I haven't been around, but Barok hates telling people anything unless he's utterly trashed! So yes, that's very likely. Sheepy: Crow: Why'd he say that...What prompted it... Sheepy: Crow:.....Shoot, ever since I fell, my memory's been garbage...! Arsé-kun: Klimt: .... I think I have an idea of what it is. Lets go home, and then we can talk. Sheepy: Crow:? Sheepy: Crow: Yeah, sure. Arsé-kun: Klimt: But in case I forget, it's probably about your memory. Arsé-kun: Klimt: ...... I'm telling the kid with memory problems to remember something. I am the king of intelligence. Sheepy: Crow: Uh. Alright. Arsé-kun: *and with a beam of light, both exit scene. goodbye angels* Sheepy: Fran: We’re back!...Um. Arsé-kun: *Van has pushed himself into the absolutely furthest corner and has his shotgun pointed at the old man's cane. He'd normally not be the center of attention but he's YELLING* Arsé-kun: Van: GET THAT DAMN THING OUT OF HERE, I MEAN IT!! Sheepy: Fran: Um... Sheepy: Fran: Sure. Sheepy: Fran: Maybe the cane is why Harley was acting so weird, actually... Should we touch it...? Arsé-kun: Watson: Absolutely not. Sheepy: Fran: Um, if you haven't been told what happened...He shot an old man and then lost it. I think he was going to be next, based on what he was saying. But...It felt similar to the Hidden Potential victims. Sheepy: Fran: He wasn't a victim of the Hidden Potential, based on my knowledge... So the cane may be the cause of it...? Arsé-kun: Watson: It sounds very similar, but if we handle it, what else could go wrong? Sheepy: Fran: Right. Arsé-kun: Watson: So pardon my suggestion, but... Nyar, come get this and dispose of it. Or keep it. I really don't care. Sheepy: Nyar: ...Ugh, fine. I was hoping Abby would pull the trigger so something interesting would happen! Sheepy: Nyar: *he takes the cane* If he's got the Hidden Potential, I didn't do it. Sheepy: Nyar: Could'a been...Hmm, is that spoilers.... Arsé-kun: Randy: *from the floor, muffled for the same reason* yes Sheepy: Nyar: So I shouldn't tell them? Darn. Sheepy: Nyar: Kick him around a bit to ask him whodunit. Arsé-kun: Watson: Please do not kick anyone. Sheepy: Nyar: Darn. I wanna kick him. Sheepy: Nyar: Anyway, this cane is pretty snazzy. Sheepy: Nyar: Hmm... What should I do with it... Arsé-kun: Watson: Whatever you want, but take it out of this room. Sheepy: Nyar:...Heheheh. Sheepy: Nyar: You're...giving me permission to do whatever I want, huh? Really? Arsé-kun: Watson: Within reason please. Sheepy: Nyar:....I kinda just wanna watch TV and eat ice cream, actually... Arsé-kun: *Nyar promptly gets shot.* Sheepy: Nyar: Youch!!! Arsé-kun: Van: GET RID OF IT!!! Sheepy: Harley: ...Shut UP! Yer so loud! Do yeh really jus' go 'round, yellin' 'n shootin' somewhere 'm not tryin' t' nap?! Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, hey, didn't your parents teach you manners?! Don't yell at people and then shoot them if you wanna have them be nice to you!...Oh, wait! Arsé-kun: Van: I already asked several times and I'm about ready to make a bodycount so get on it! Sheepy: Nyar: But how big of one? You can't count past two, can you? Arsé-kun: Van: *he throws his shotgun at Nyar's head! at least he isnt shooting* Sheepy: Harley: Snap th't thing'n two fer all I care! It's th' only thing of 'is I can destroy now...! Sheepy: Nyar: Ouch, ouch! Sheepy: Nyar: Why do you gotta be so mean, Abby?! Sheepy: Nyar: It's shiny and nice so maybe I'll just store it in my fish tank. Arsé-kun: *local Helsing continues having an anxiety attack, because they don't magically end the second the stressing thing is gone* Sheepy: Harley:...Figures it'd be related... Arsé-kun: Watson: ... Good evening, Harley. I was going to ask if you felt any better until that happened. Sheepy: Harley: No. Arsé-kun: Watson: That's what I thought. Would you like dinner? Sheepy: Harley: No, sorry. Arsé-kun: Watson: That's a shame. Sheepy: Harley:....I can't believe I... Arsé-kun: Watson: It never feels good. Come on, lets have pancakes. I'll bring Wilson downstairs for you. Sheepy: Harley: It didn't fix a thing, Watson. It didn't fix a thing. All this time I thought I was scared of him, but maybe I was scared of myself this whole time. Sheepy: Harley: I'm sure this is exactly what he wanted. I can't believe I played into his hand like this... Arsé-kun: Watson: On the bright side, he can't do anything else. That's the last one. Sheepy: Harley: Hah. Arsé-kun: Watson: You can't make more problems wh- ... *he stops and considers his words* Arsé-kun: Watson: He cannot create more problems when he is dead in the street. Sheepy: Harley: You don't get it, do you? It doesn't matter. It's better like this. Sheepy: Harley: I'd rather you not know a thing about the situation and just keep talking like you do. Arsé-kun: Watson: Please stop saying words. Sheepy: Harley:....Hahah. Well, if that's what you want. Arsé-kun: Watson: ..... Harley, I swear to God, you are being extraordinarily difficult, and do not come back with "It'll be easier without me" or I will very personally beat you with my own cane. Sheepy: Harley: I'm impressed. You really don't give up on me easily, do you? Arsé-kun: Watson: Obviously not. And if I'm going to have to wade neck-deep into your swamp of personal problems you refuse to talk about, so goddamn be it. Sheepy: Harley: Yer pretty blind, aren't'cha? The heck're yeh doin', tryin' t' git all close t' me when I keep pushin' yeh away? Yeh ever think it's fer a reason? Or are yeh so consumed by th' idea 'f us bein' partners that yeh can't even git it through yer thick skull th't I'm workin' real hard t' not git yeh involved? What a pain. Arsé-kun: Watson: I literally raised you. By standards of the law, I am your legal guardian and I very intentionally signed up for this. Sheepy: Harley: Shouldn't've come back, I guess, but I panicked. Realized I gotta burn all my bridges. Couldn't 'ave 'ny 'motional baggage t' use 'gainst me. Messed that up real bad. 'stead I made more... Arsé-kun: Watson: Burn them after I'm gone. Can you wait that long? Sheepy: Harley: My concern fer you's a big reason why I'm doin' it... Yer really gonna pick 'n pick 'till I tell you my mot'ves, huh? Arsé-kun: Watson: I don't want them. I want you alive and safe in this house. Sheepy: Harley: ...... Sheepy: Harley: You're making this harder on me than it has to be! Sheepy: Harley: Why can't you just get it through your thick skull there's no other way?! Arsé-kun: Watson: Why can't you get through yours that there certainly is? Don't give a dead man what he wants. Sheepy: Harley: This isn't about him anymore...! He and I....We're no different...! Arsé-kun: Watson: we have a mass-murderer, at least one assassin, several thieves and you in this household. You are not the worst one here. Sheepy: Harley: Neither of us deserve love and kindness. You wouldn't understand. You never do. Arsé-kun: Watson: Cool. I don't care. Sheepy: Harley: This time around you won't even let me explain my reasons. ...You really are awful. You make things so much harder than they need to be...! Arsé-kun: Impey: I'd like to be difficult! Are we being difficult? I have a delivery of difficult! Sheepy: Harley: No, shut up, I don't care about you! Arsé-kun: *Impey places Wilson in Harley's lap. Gently. Gentle with dog. Soft dog.* Sheepy: Harley:....! Sheepy: Harley:....Shoot, I'd nearly forgotten... Sheepy: Harley: I gotta find someone for Wilson... Arsé-kun: *Harley is then given a second dog. That Is Not The Point, Sir* Sheepy: Harley: Please stop making things harder on me. Sheepy: Harley: If I explain, will you leave me alone? Arsé-kun: Impey: Nope. *here is a cat* Sheepy: Harley: I don't want this. Arsé-kun: Impey: That sucks. *here is the final cat* I mean, so do I, but we're not about that! Sheepy: Harley: Please leave me alone! I really want to leave right now and you're making it harder! Arsé-kun: Watson: Not at this hour you aren't. If you still want to in the morning, we will discuss it THEN. Sheepy: Harley: You can't stop me even if you tried. Sheepy: Harley: You couldn't then. Sheepy: Harley: Nothing has changed. ...Except now, my sins are great. Sheepy: Harley:....And anyway. Sheepy: Harley: You've got Sherlock. Arsé-kun: Watson: Can you put your sins and tragedies to the side for ten minutes? Sheepy: Harley: What, what do you want then? Arsé-kun: Watson: Do you want pancakes or not? Sheepy: Harley: I... Sheepy: Harley:....... Arsé-kun: Watson: Too bad. *he promptly picks up Harley and the 4 animals. a raw display of power* Pancake time. Sheepy: Harley:....?! Arsé-kun: *Harley is removed from the room to have pan of cake.* Sheepy: Harley: You're truly terrible...! Arsé-kun: Watson: No, I'm Watson. At least try to be correct. Sheepy: Harley: You can't even let me make my own choices...! Arsé-kun: Watson: As a parent, I'd love to. As a doctor, I cannot allow it just yet. Sheepy: Harley: This really is just the beginning! You'll regret it. I know you will...! Arsé-kun: Watson: If I regret anything, it's having been awake for twenty-seven hours straight. Sheepy: Harley: Then go to bed! Arsé-kun: Watson: "But Watson, you got up at 6!" You think I'm going to get any sleep? Sheepy: Harley: Why're you up bothering me?! Arsé-kun: Watson: Because you'll stab yourself with a goddamn fork if I don't babysit you, that's why. Sheepy: Harley: No, I won't! Arsé-kun: Watson: Would you rather have someone else as company? Sheepy: Harley: I'd rather be able to leave! Sheepy: Harley: But you won't let me do that! Or explain myself! Or anything! Arsé-kun: Watson: Eat, and then you can explain. Sheepy: Harley: Fine, if that's what it'll take. Sheepy: Harley: *He does begin eating the pancakes as told to do. After a few bites he looks close to tears...* Arsé-kun: *Watson gives him Wilson again, before turning away. He's Not Watching* Sheepy: Harley: *sob* Watson, I... I'm sorry... but...I....! *sob, sob* Sheepy: Harley: It's all I know to do! Arsé-kun: Watson: I know. And you're doing your best. I'm still proud of you, but we really need to find an alternative to running away. Sheepy: Harley: There's no alternative...there just...isn't! Why is it that everytime I push away, everyone gets closer...?! It makes my loneliness even worse...! Arsé-kun: Watson: Because it absolutely is not the answer. Not in the long term. Arsé-kun: Watson: ... If you want to go motel-hopping for the week, though, I will not stop you, as long as you come back. Sheepy: Harley: Motel hopping..........You trust me enough to come back. ...That makes me feel really guilty. Arsé-kun: Watson: Come back at least once. We can talk again after. Sheepy: Harley: I can't leave until I see if Lupin's alright. Arsé-kun: Watson: Very well. Just take care of yourself. Eat three times a day, the works. Sheepy: Harley: I'll try. Arsé-kun: *Meanwhile, Arséne drags himself through the backdoor. Absolutely could not spare the effort to go around and use the front. This also implies he climbed another fence. Unstoppable cosmic bastard.* Sheepy: Harley: ...! Arsé-kun: Arséne: what's the fuck is up, you twats, have I told you I hate dealing with police? Sheepy: Harley: Lupin! How are you feeling!? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Exhausted. Did you know you can't hitch a ride with cops, even if you have a similar destination? It's so stupid. Sheepy: Harley: Similar.....destination? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Some were heading in this direction to go somewhere else. Pricks. Sheepy: Harley: ...Right. Arsé-kun: Arséne: .. I'd ask what I missed, but I'll forget by morning. Tell me then. I need to go sit down. Sheepy: Harley: Sure. Arsé-kun: *Arséne leaves the room. It's safe to assume he went to sit at his desk* Arsé-kun: Tom: *on the table* hey. hey. would you like wisdom Arsé-kun: Tom: *he doesn't wait for an answer* If you get bit by a horse on a full moon, you become a were-centaur. Half man. Half horse. Half carrot. Arsé-kun: Tom: Carrots are good for your eyesight. Arsé-kun: Tom: I once had Arséne put a carrot on my eyes. I couldn't see. Myth busted. Arsé-kun: Tom: birds don't have gender because they're government drones, confirmed, confirmed. Arsé-kun: Tom: they know when you are sleeping, they know when you're awake. Arsé-kun: Tom: and santa claus is coming, to town. Arsé-kun: Tom: He needs a new replacement. his destiny is to die. Arsé-kun: Tom: Everyone dies one day, even death. Arsé-kun: Tom: death enjoys playing pachinko. Arsé-kun: Tom: He is very bad at it. Arsé-kun: Tom: i am also bad at it. Arsé-kun: Tom: I'm dead. Sheepy: Harley:....Destiny is to... Arsé-kun: Tom: horses can eat your hands. Sheepy: Harley: Right, if I'd just... She wouldn't... ...My hands... ... Arsé-kun: Tom: Why is it called a die when multiple are dice? Arsé-kun: Watson: ... Harley, you're speaking to an animated toy sheep. Please do not think so deeply into it. Sheepy: Harley: That's not.... Arsé-kun: Tom: ......... Do you like bees? Arsé-kun: Tom: Would you like bee facts? Sheepy: Harley: I'm sorry...Not right now. Arsé-kun: Tom: Bees have five eyes. *and he shuts up* Arsé-kun: Watson: I dislike that fact immensely. Sheepy: Harley:..... Arsé-kun: Watson: What do they need an odd number for?? Arsé-kun: *Watson goes to remove Tom, but Tom's already gone. Spooky* Arsé-kun: Watson: I hate it when he does this. Sheepy: Harley: He was there...wasn't he...? Arsé-kun: Watson: Yes, he was. Sheepy: Harley: ...Good. Arsé-kun: Watson: ... If you're having trouble distinguishing what's real and what isn't, I truly suggest you go to sleep. You cannot go on like this. Sheepy: Harley: ...Right. Arsé-kun: Watson: I'll take care of the dishes. Go on up to bed, Har. Sheepy: Harley: *He gets up* ...Thanks. Good night. *He goes to bed* Arsé-kun: Watson: ... Arsé-kun: *Watson sighs and just starts putting all the dishes in the sink before leaving. He, too, is going to bed. Impey stares at him. Watson puts his middle finger up at him* Arsé-kun: *The next morning, there's already confetti everywhere and toast got burnt in the kitchen. Pop, pop, pop. Well, someone's having fun at least.* Arsé-kun: *Bored, Van sets off another confetti cannon. Indoors. How many can he set off before he actually wakes up Arséne? Record so far is 4 small ones and a medium. I don't know where he got them all from. I don't even know if the man has an income.* Sheepy: Sherlock: Whose birthday is it? Arsé-kun: Van: It's new years eve and I'm bored. Sheepy: Sherlock: Can I call them Eve for short? Arsé-kun: Van: ..... *he pops a small one at Sherlock* It's a holiday. Arsé-kun: Van: The Saint said he had extras and let me have these to "cheer me up". *he gestures to a pile of confetti cannons. he IS smiling so I guess it worked?* Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, great idea! Arsé-kun: *Van sets off another small one. Current record is 6 small, 1 medium* Sheepy: Sherlock: Does the confetti eventually disappear? Arsé-kun: Van: No. It's the Saint's problem. Sheepy: Sherlock: Too bad. Arsé-kun: Van: Do you want one? Sheepy: Sherlock: What if someone catches me? Arsé-kun: Van: Saint's fault. Sheepy: Sherlock: Incredible! Arsé-kun: Van: It's just air and confetti. You won't kill someone with it. Sheepy: Sherlock: Iris used one on me once. Arsé-kun: Van: Did it kill you. Sheepy: Sherlock:...?! Sheepy: Sherlock: I never thought about it...! Sheepy: Sherlock: Well, of course not... Arsé-kun: Van: Good to know. Sheepy: Sherlock: Maybe I should ask Iris if she wants one... Arsé-kun: Van: Go ahead. Sheepy: Iris: Good morning! Arsé-kun: Van: Morning. *seventh small confetti cannon* Sheepy: Iris: It's a new year! Which means...making new year resolutions! Arsé-kun: Van: next year I want more confetti cannons. Sheepy: Iris: I'll try! Arsé-kun: *Van sets off a second medium one at Arsene* Arsé-kun: Van: Is this man alive? Sheepy: Iris: Presumably. Sheepy: Sherlock: Why wouldn't he be...? Arsé-kun: Van: I've been doing this to him all morning. Nothing. Sheepy: Sherlock: Did something happen last night? Harley won't get up either. Arsé-kun: Van: Yeah. He had some kind of breakdown. Sheepy: Sherlock: Lupin did? Arsé-kun: Van: No. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh. Arsé-kun: Van: No idea what Lupin's deal is. Arsé-kun: *Van gets the Big Guns, aka the largest confetti cannon and blasts Arsene with it* Arsé-kun: Arséne: .... Excusez-moi, gof’nn, ult arrêtez..... .... *he turns his head away and tries to go back to sleep. classy* Sheepy: Sherlock: Lupin learned gibberish... Arsé-kun: Van: That entire thing was gibberish. I don't speak Spanish. Sheepy: Sherlock: Yeah! Arsé-kun: Van: *he bops Arsene with the emptied cannon- a big cardboard tube* Go fix the toaster. Arsé-kun: Arséne: nnn Sheepy: Sherlock: What happened to it? Arsé-kun: Van: I used it. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh. Sheepy: Sherlock: So we need a new one... Arsé-kun: Van: Shit. I can't afford it. Sheepy: Sherlock: I can. Sheepy: Sherlock: ........ Sheepy: Sherlock: If it's small, anyway...! Arsé-kun: Van: It isn't small. Sheepy: Sherlock: Well, too bad, I'll ask Harley. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... did you two break this time? Sheepy: Sherlock: No, Van did. Arsé-kun: Van: I touched a kitchen implement. Arsé-kun: *Arséne is judging how important this is. Please hold* Arsé-kun: Arséne: .... And what the hell happened in here? Arsé-kun: Van: *obviously holding a used confetti cannon* The Saint let this happen. Sheepy: Sherlock: He shot those at you. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Eh? I'd think even just one would wake me up pretty fast... Apparently not? Sheepy: Sherlock: Maybe you're tired! Arsé-kun: Arséne: I did get back pretty late last night... Sheepy: Sherlock: Yeah, must be that! Arsé-kun: Arséne: Does anyone know what happened in here while I was gone, by the way? Sheepy: Sherlock: In here? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Last night. Sheepy: Sherlock: Van started acting strange, something about a cane, and Harley started talking in a weird way. Arsé-kun: Van: .... Don't remind me. Arsé-kun: *Van goes to set off the next cannon. Nothing happens. It's been used, and so have the others. What a pity. He just goes and sinks into a pile of used cardboard tubes. Goodbye Van. Do not speak to him, he is Vibing* Sheepy: Sherlock: Eh? Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... Keep going. Sheepy: Sherlock: Yeah, like that creepy guy. Y’know. “Yer really gettin’ on m’ nerves, yeh know?”. The one with Moriarty. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... That's called an accent? He does that sometimes? But still strange that it happened. Sheepy: Sherlock: He’s never done it around me... Sheepy: Sherlock: He was snapping at Watson, too. Arsé-kun: Arséne: He must have been awfully stressed... Sheepy: Sherlock: Nobody noticed me... so I just listened, just a little bit. Sad, in my corner. Alone. And yet, I couldn’t help but to be curious. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Mon amie, stay on track please. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, oh. Sheepy: Sherlock: He said something about wanting to run away from it all... or something. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I hate to say it, but it's either him just trying to avoid everything, or I've got nothing. Sheepy: Sherlock: Uh, what else... Oh, he thinks his presence is endangering everyone and he’s lonely? Arsé-kun: Arséne: So a lot of things he hasn't shared before. Sheepy: Sherlock: And Watson nearly unlocked his sad romantic past. Yes... a “she”... and an “I”... Arsé-kun: Arséne: Oh, like it has to be romantic. Sheepy: Sherlock: Well...what do you think then? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I think it was a woman. Sheepy: Sherlock: The detective noir books always have a sad past related to women. Arsé-kun: Arséne: *ahem, ahem, stereotypical noir voice* and then She walked in, legs upta here n' hotter than my last ex's arson charges Sheepy: Sherlock: She was the light of my life... her, with her long fingers... and even longer legs. Until she was extinguished... by an even longer legged lady. And vavoom! What a dame she was. Sheepy: Harley: What are you two going on about? *he... does look like he’s dressed to leave!* Arsé-kun: Arséne: Bad noir. Where are you heading to on New Years Eve? And watch your step. Arsé-kun: Arséne: what Sheepy: Harley: Just out. ...Sherlock, what??? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Sherlock, you're gay, you can't expect any relevant woman to be straight. Sheepy: Sherlock: What? But isn’t that how it always goes when the hero mumbles about “she...”? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Sisters. Nieces. Friends, other family. Sheepy: Harley: I haven’t a clue what you’re going on about. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Frankly, nor do I. Sheepy: Sherlock: But we don’t have any of those, do we? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Hold on. Harley, have you recovered from yesterday? I for one am still exhausted. Sheepy: Harley: I am tired, but... Arsé-kun: Arséne: But? Sheepy: Harley: New years is a time spent looking forward to the new year with family and friends. Arsé-kun: Arséne: So where are you going then? Not to Mycroft's, obviously. Sheepy: Harley: I don’t know. I won’t be gone for long. I can’t be. I promised. Sheepy: Harley: Someone like me will depress everyone. That’s not how people should spend the New Years. Arsé-kun: Arséne: The last time people didn't know where they were going, it was to a gigantic slug, so lemme ask again. *he picks up a tube and speaks through it* Where are you going? Sheepy: Harley: I suppose I’ll wander around. Book myself into a motel. Work myself into the ground. Arsé-kun: Arséne: You can try. No guarantees you won't be excavated in a thousand years and made into a cyborg. Or something. Sheepy: Harley: ... Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... I'm very tired. Sheepy: Harley: Aren’t you humorous. Arsé-kun: *Unfortunately for everyone, Impey Has Awakened and slid down the banister to enter scene. He does not eat any amount of ground, shit, or confetti.* Sheepy: Harley: ...Ah. Arsé-kun: Impey: What's the joke? Our sleep schedules? Sheepy: Harley: Don’t worry about it. Sheepy: Sherlock: Did you hear about the mystery lady in Harley’s past? Lupin and I are 1 to 1 on not a romantic subplot vs a romantic subplot. Arsé-kun: Impey: Nope! I spent most of last night doing donuts in the backyard! Sheepy: Sherlock: Too bad. Arsé-kun: Impey: Oh yeah, Harley. *he fingerguns* Get more iron in your diet. *more awkward fingerguns* Sheepy: Harley: ...Thanks. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Van Helsing was in the kitchen. Arsé-kun: *Impey just stops and immediately goes to check for damages* Arsé-kun: Arséne: Thot repelled. Sheepy: Harley: I’ll tell you more eventually when my head clears. Arsé-kun: Arséne: If you think anything spooky is behind your problems, call so we don't lose you. Sheepy: Harley: Lupin... Sheepy: Harley: ...No, I’m behind my own problems. I’m sorry... I just need to clear my head. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Well, uh. Have fun? Sheepy: Harley: Thank you. Please contact me if you need anything. *he leaves. bye!* Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... Concerning, but he's not the kind to just break in one shot. Arsé-kun: Arséne: He'll be fine, I think. Sheepy: Sherlock: Well, if you keep in contact it should be fine (maybe). Arsé-kun: Arséne: Better be. We don't need to end the year with a nervous breakdown. Sheepy: Sherlock: Right! Arsé-kun: Impey: *he comes back in, wiping burnt bread ashes on his pants* Great news! The toaster's in shambles. Again. Sheepy: Sherlock: The right person to buy a new toaster just left... Arsé-kun: Impey: And we can't depend on Santa now! Sheepy: Sherlock: *sigh* Arsé-kun: Impey: So.... Do you wanna take it apart and try to make a ray gun out of the remains? Sheepy: Sherlock: Yeah! Arsé-kun: Impey: Iris, do you wanna make a ray gun??? Sheepy: Iris: Yeah! Arsé-kun: Van: I want to shoot it. Sheepy: Iris: You can when it’s done! Arsé-kun: Van: Hooray. *he makes no attempt to escape his cardboard tube prison* Sheepy: Iris: When should we start? Arsé-kun: Impey: Riiiiight now, meet you in the shed! *he leaves again. he can be spotted with the toaster running out the back door. it's slightly on fire. again* Sheepy: *Iris chases after him* Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... So maybe now we'll have peace and quiet for like ten minuAAA Arsé-kun: *Arséne jumps out of his seat as Azathoth, Idiot God Supreme, appears in the exact spot he was banished from prior with Absolutely No Warning. Van tries to get up and fails. Damn you, cardboard tube prison* Arsé-kun: Aza: Howdy. Corn's on fire. Sheepy: Sherlock: What!? Arsé-kun: Aza: Corn's on fire. I didn't do it. Arsé-kun: Aza: Do you have one of those... um. Things. *eloquent* Sheepy: Sherlock: Things? Arsé-kun: Aza: ... Uh. Big tube. Spray. Fire bad. Sheepy: Sherlock: A fire extinguisher? Arsé-kun: Aza: That's the bitch. Sheepy: Sherlock: Do we have one? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Yes...? Sheepy: Sherlck: Where? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Right here. *he pulls it out from under his desk* It's been needed more often than I care to admit. Sheepy: Sherlock: Here, you can have it. Arsé-kun: Aza: Oh. I only wanted to borrow-- Oh, that's what you meant. Arsé-kun: Aza: I will attempt to return it as... soon as I can, but no... No promises. Sheepy: Sherlock: Go ahead. Arsé-kun: Aza: *awkward pause as he mentally scrambles for words* Arsé-kun: Aza: um. sick. *uncomfortable thumbs up and then he's Gone. it still smells like corn tho* Sheepy: Sherlock:...Huh. Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he slowly sits back down* Well, excuse me for suggesting we'd have any quiet at all, apparently not. Sheepy: Sherlock: I miss quiet holidays... Arsé-kun: Arséne: Do you want to go to a pub later, then? Sheepy: Sherlock: What? Sheepy: Sherlock: But won't Watson get lonely? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Oh, we won't stay there all night. Just for a bit, you know? Sheepy: Sherlock: But....Watson... Arsé-kun: Arséne: You're hopeless. Don't make me be blunt. Sheepy: Sherlock:? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Do you want to go out, with me, at all? Sheepy: Sherlock: Where are we going? Arsé-kun: Arséne: :v Arsé-kun: Van: *muffled slightly by tubes of cardboard aka the used cannons* He's asking you on a date, stupid. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh! Sheepy: Sherlock: I've gone on one of those before. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... ... *he's thinking, and then starts grinning. bad aura.* Actually, I may have a better idea. Arsé-kun: Arséne: How do you feel about allowing One Crime to go unsolved? Sheepy: Sherlock: Crime?! Where? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I didn't even plan it out yet. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh. Sheepy: Sherlock:..Eh? Plan? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Well... *he turns on the Exaggerated Accent of the Phantom* But of course, Monsieur, do you truly expect me to sit still this long? Sheepy: Sherlock: ? But I don't chase you... That's Harley's job. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Yes, I know. I had a better idea than that. Sheepy: Sherlock: What is it? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I can't tell you. Others are present. Sheepy: Sherlock: That's no fun. Arsé-kun: *Van, genuinely stuck and refusing to ask for help meanwhile,* Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... Okay, fine. It's about the kid Harley was looking into. C'mere, sit down, let me explain. Arsé-kun: *SPEAKING OF "THE KID"* Sheepy: Aion: V...Visitors...Hm? H-hah! In th-the Dark Sun God's domain...! H-he fears them....not! *tremble, tremble* Arsé-kun: Yaiba: We can just go hang in your room if you're not cool with it, hence, your domain is sacred. Sheepy: Aion:...! Sheepy: Aion: Hide in the Sanctuary....until they have been purged from this domain... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Hencely, it isn't proper to barge into someone elses's room or sanctuary without their permission, so your stu-- Territory will be untouched! Sheepy: Aion:...! You, too, may escape to the Dark Sun God's sanctuary. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: How legendarily kind of you. Sheepy: Aion: We can entertain ourselves within my Sanctuary doing hobbies. Arsé-kun: *Rom seems doubtful in the bg* Sheepy: Aion: Ah...but.... Sheepy: Aion: The Dark Sun God only has one throne, and it is his forbidden throne of eternal darkness, where he births melodies into rewlity upon his obsidian piano. So, either we must sit on the floor, or you bring your legendary chairs of the dragon Ryuukuden, hence (omitted). Sheepy: Shuu:...Does it make any sense to you? I invited two guests myself, anyway, I hope you don't mind ⭐ We always have dazzling New Years together ⭐ The Twins will be lonely without me...they don't know a thing about each other, so that's my job ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: I get bits and pieces, but it's fine. I'm more afraid of whatever Crow's up to. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Yes! I will henceforth bring the LDY chairs of the dragon Ryuukyden, and we shall birth from the abyss a million dark and powerf[omitted] Arsé-kun: *Visible Rom Confusion and Concern* Sheepy: Shuu: Wow................How awkward ⭐ Sheepy: Aion: Yes, yes, good. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Yes, yes, I'll thusly relocate the l[you get it] Sheepy: Aion: The Dark Sun God will set up the portal to the otherworld. Arsé-kun: *Yaiba says a lot of words I cannot be assed to write, and then sets off* Sheepy: Aion: *He follows, but to his own room* Sheepy: Shuu: .......Huh, we did lose Crane, didn't we ⭐ Sheepy: Shuu: I have to make sure Kai doesn't bully him too much ⭐ So he doesn't cry ⭐ Those two always fight over the stupidest things the second I turn my back.......How nightmarish...... Arsé-kun: Rom: I might punch him if he goes to far, hope you don't mind. Sheepy: Shuu: ...⭐ Sheepy: Shuu: Please be gentle ⭐ He won't connect you punching him to him insulting Corn... Hehe ⭐ But if you have to, don't mess his face up too much, okay? Sheepy: Shuu: Idols need a princely face before anything else. Arsé-kun: Rom: You won't have one much longer if you keep doing that! Sheepy: Shuu: Doing what? Arsé-kun: Rom: Calling him the wrong name. Being criminally cute. But especially all the sparkling! Who are you fooling?? We're the only ones here! Sheepy: Shuu: Well, if you find it cute... Why should I stop? Hehe⭐ Arsé-kun: *Rom swats at him. Stop! Stop that!* Sheepy: Shuu: You're so cruel. Arsé-kun: Rom: You started it! Sheepy: Shuu: Hehe ⭐ Arsé-kun: *And Rom stews in his own bitterness.* Sheepy: Shuu: I can distract him ⭐️ You can... hmm, do what you think is right. I trust you ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: So punch him. And then punch Crow, probably. Sheepy: Shuu: Hmm, if you insist. Sheepy: Shuu: I try to be patient with him. Sheepy: Shuu: But maybe that's why he's still picking fights with Crane. Arsé-kun: Rom: His actions may have consequences when they aren't with you. Sheepy: Shuu:.....What should I do? Arsé-kun: Rom: Maybe pull him aside and remind him that he's not in his base. Your rules don't apply here. I'll kick his ass. I'll kick Yaiba's ass. I'll kick my own ass. Sheepy: Shuu: My rules, huh... I never thought about setting them... Arsé-kun: Rom: You never set any rules?? At all?? Sheepy: Shuu:? Sheepy: Shuu: Why would I? Arsé-kun: Rom: To curb teenager rampages? Sheepy: Shuu: They're both well behaved. Arsé-kun: Rom: Until Corn exists, apparently. Sheepy: Shuu: It's just Kai's competitive on my behalf....yes, exactly. Sheepy: Crow, eating an uncooked ear of corn: You got a problem with corn? Arsé-kun: Rom: ... Where the hell did you get that? Sheepy: Crow: The mailbox. Arsé-kun: Rom: what Arsé-kun: Rom: What if it's poisoned or something?! Sheepy: Crow:? Sheepy: Crow: Poisoned? Sheepy: Crow: But corn isn't poison. Corn is corn. Arsé-kun: Rom: Forget it. Eat your corn. If you get sick it's your own fault. Sheepy: Shuu: I'm obligated to try the gifts I get....well, I was until someone poisoned me. Hehe ⭐ How nightmarish. Sheepy: Crow: It's got a stamp on it. Arsé-kun: Rom: Was that the only mail?? Sheepy: Crow: Yeah. Sheepy: Crow: I grew corn. It was super tall and tasty. You know what the secret is? Arsé-kun: Rom: Being shorter than the corn? Sheepy: Shuu:...Kindness and the power of your dreams? Sheepy: Crow: Nope! Sheepy: Crow: Milk! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Oh my God, Crow, Milk cannot be the answer to literally everything! Sheepy: Crow: It worked! I did it! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Then why are you still down there?? Sheepy: Crow: Oi, shaddup, Yaiba! I drink milk every single day and I still haven't grown any taller! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: That's exactly what I am referring to hence! Sheepy: Crow: Well, I'm no corn! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Hence, it's the Legend of Doesn't Work! Arsé-kun: Rom: Okay, enough about the milk! Sheepy: Crow: Well, do you got any better ideas, legendary genius? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Have you hence considered... Eating corn seeds? Maybe they'll grow inside you and make you legend of taller! Sheepy: Crow: ....?! Sheepy: Crow: Amazing! That's.... Arsé-kun: Rom: No, no, it doesn't work that way! Sheepy: Crow: Amazingly stupid!! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Thanks! It's what you sound like sometimes. Sheepy: Crow: The heck would I want corn growing in me for?! I don't wanna get attacked by crows! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: And you're too short to be a scarecrow.. Sheepy: Shuu: Not necessarily. If you show him a horror movie, he would be a scared Crow ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: god ffffffucking dammit shuu Sheepy: Crow: I'm no scaredy cat! Sheepy: Crow: One time I fist fought a wolf trying to eat my livestock! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: But have you been stuck in a well? Sheepy: Crow: Turns out when I feel like I'm in danger, things happen out of my control! Sheepy: Crow:? No. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Now's as good a time as any! Sheepy: Crow: Why? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Eh, mostly to bully you. Sheepy: Crow: I don't want to get trapped in a well! Sheepy: Shuu: Well, if you climbed out all by yourself, you'd accomplish something I may or may not haven't done ⭐ Sheepy: Shuu: Maybe I've been in a well before. Arsé-kun: Rom: .... I'll bite, why were you in a well? Sheepy: Shuu: Well, well, well ⭐ Wouldn't you like to know...hehe. Sheepy: Shuu: I was hiding in it from fans. Arsé-kun: Rom: ... Okay, fine. Sheepy: Shuu: You should try it sometime ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: I've got better places to hide, but I'll consider it. Sheepy: Shuu: Tell me, tell me ⭐️ Hehe ⭐ Sheepy: Shuu: I won’t steal it ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: Have you tried climbing a tree? Sheepy: Shuu: A tree? Like a squirrel? Arsé-kun: Rom: Sure, why not? Sheepy: Shuu: Or a hedgehog... Hmmm... Hedgehog.... Sheepy: Shuu: ..... Sheepy: Shuu: Okay ⭐️ I’ll sacrifice Corn to them next time... Arsé-kun: Rom: please dont Sheepy: Shuu: You’re no fun. Sheepy: Crow: When I’m mobbed by cattle I throw things at them and run. Arsé-kun: Rom: You're also terrible. Sheepy: Shuu: Hehe. Arsé-kun: Rom: Don't giggle at me. Sheepy: Crow: Now I go out with Adam to food shop sometimes because he's big and everyone looks at him instead of me. Sheepy: Crow: But when I'm feeling it, I'll sign, like...EVERY autograph! Arsé-kun: Rom: You're going to get carpal tunnel. Sheepy: Crow: I'm that cool! Yeah!! Sheepy: Crow: Psh, Rom! I can't drive! How am I gonna get into thr carpool tunnel? Arsé-kun: Rom: ... Do you see what I have to deal with? Sheepy: Shuu: Yes. ...I can drive, though. Arsé-kun: Rom: ... Sheepy: Shuu: So maybe you won't be forced to be the carpool tunnel always. Hehe. Arsé-kun: Rom: ........ I'm going to break a vase over my own head, hopefully killing me instantly Sheepy: Shuu:...But jokes aside, I only really drive racecars. Sheepy: Shuu: It's important to stay calm and collected. Never panic. Arsé-kun: Rom: That's how you die. Sheepy: Shuu: If you panic while driving, bad things will happen. Arsé-kun: Rom: IE: death. Sheepy: Shuu: If you find you've been sabotaged and your car is on fire, you stay calm,find a solution, and still come in first anyway. Arsé-kun: Rom: what. did you do. this time. Sheepy: Shuu: Hmmm? Sheepy: Shuu: Well, I wouldn't sabotage my own car. Arsé-kun: Rom: Please tell me you didn't actually drive a car on fire. Sheepy: Shuu:...Hehe. What do you think? Arsé-kun: Rom: I think I need to never let you out of my sight for the rest of my life. Sheepy: Shuu: Oh, a proposal? So romantic, so dreamy. Arsé-kun: Rom: .... I'm going back to bed. *and he just flops across Shuu with absolutely no regards for personal space. y'know. like a cat* Sheepy: Shuu: Wow. Sheepy: Shuu: I do other things too. Less risky than driving a racecar. Sheepy: Shuu: Everything an idol should be capable of. ...But that's just about anything~ Even cooking. Maybe I'll cook for you some time if I'm feeling nice. Sheepy: Crow: What's so impressive about that? Sheepy: Crow: I do it too. You put the junk in. You get the junk out. But now it looks and tastes different. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: You put your right foot in, you take your right foot out, you put your right foot in, stop putting it into the oil, we're using that hence you're fired Sheepy: Crow: Yeah, yeah! Sheepy: Crow: Then you, then you...! Sheepy: Crow: Turn the oven off! You gotta do that! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: If you're going to enact the legend of cooking, hence go before the sacred arctic seal is broken into! Sheepy: Crow: Buh? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: ... The fridge! Sheepy: Crow: What, what, you guys haven't eaten yet? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: No, I'm saying to start early before ingredients go missing! Sheepy: Crow:........!. Sheepy: Crow: Hey, if you eat my eggs I'll crush you like an egg! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: You have to stop being the size of one first! Sheepy: Crow: I'm not short! You're just, uh! Sheepy: Crow: A corn! Sheepy: Crow: Uh, uh...! Sheepy: Crow: A... A graph! You know! Sheepy: Crow: It's orange! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: ... Are you calling me a carrot, you runt? Sheepy: Crow: No, stupid! Carrots aren't tall! Sheepy: Crow: Graphs are! Sheepy: Crow: They've got super long necks! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: What in the legendary hence of a thousand [omitted] are you t-- OH Arsé-kun: Yaiba: You're calling me a giraffe, I see! Sheepy: Crow: They're dumb! They slap their head on butts! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Hence, they think you're dumb. Sheepy: Crow: Huh? Sheepy: Crow: I'm not dumb! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Then spell icup! Sheepy: Crow: You're dumb for not knowing what a graph is! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: It's a giraffe! Sheepy: Crow: E! Y! E! K! U! P! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: .... What? Sheepy: Crow: What's that, a pokemon? Sheepy: Crow: That lil blue one? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: N-no? It's very literal? the letter I, then "cup"? Sheepy: Crow: It, it- *he fans his fingers out in front of his cheeks* Arsé-kun: Yaiba: That's a MUDKIP! Sheepy: Crow: Same difference! Sheepy: Crow: It probably digivolves into it! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Damn it, you're too stupid to fool! Sheepy: Crow: Yeah, I know my pokemon! Sheepy: Crow: My favorite one is like.... Sheepy: Crow: Pink, and- and it drinks milk! Sheepy: Crow: It's a cow! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Miltank. Enemy of low level trainers everywhere. Sheepy: Crow: Yeah! Sheepy: Crow: And the hedgehog that, like... Sheepy: Crow: Brbrbrbrbr! Sheepy: Crow: Out of its back! Sheepy: Crow: Fssshhh!! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: You'd lost me until "back". That'd be Cyndaquil. Sheepy: Crow: It's hedgehog man! Sheepy: Crow: He grows super tall! Sheepy: Crow: I'll grow super tall like him too one day! Arsé-kun: Rom: .... *grumble, grumble* Shut up, you two! Sheepy: Crow: Hey! Rom! Sheepy: Crow: What's your favorite pokemon? Arsé-kun: Rom: Incineroar, now be quiet, some of us are trying to sleep. Sheepy: Crow: Maybe be less old so you aren't tired at a perfectly reasonable hour to be loud! Sheepy: Crow: You're an old man! Arsé-kun: Rom: .... Can an old man do THIS?! *he lunges at Crow and right hooks him in the face* Sheepy: Crow: Ow, ow, owwww!!! Arsé-kun: Rom: Now knock that off!!! You know I'm not old! You're older than I am! Sheepy: Crow: Wh-why my face?! *whimper* Sheepy: Shuu: Hmm.... Arsé-kun: Rom: Because gutpunches don't get the message across, apparently! Sheepy: Crow: Psh...I-it didn't... *whine* Sheepy: Crow: I'm stronger than that!! Arsé-kun: Rom: ... Did I hit too hard? Sheepy: Crow: .....I-I'm stronger, so...! Doesn't matter if you...! ....Yeah...! It hurt a lot! Arsé-kun: Rom: Um.. My bad, milk's on me next time we go out. Sheepy: Crow: I just gonna get stronger! Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 19 Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 5 Arsé-kun: *"NEKO-NEKO NYAAAAN PUNCHU♥~" rings out as Cyan whizzes across the room and punches Rom straight in the stomach, no holds barred. He crumples like paper. Goodbye, Rom. May you rest in Peace* Sheepy: Crow: Woah...! So strong! Arsé-kun: Cyan: That's the strength of pushing creeps away constantly and three cups of milk a day!~ Sheepy: Shuu: Rom? Sheepy: Crow: I gotta work harder...! Arsé-kun: *Rom is not here right now. Please leave a message for the next available person to find. Thank you. If it is an emergency, please hang up and call 9-1-1 now.* Sheepy: Shuu: So sad... Sheepy: Shuu: Okay, if I have to awake you like sleeping beauty.. Well ⭐️ Have a nice long nap~ Sheepy: Shuu: ...But maybe I'll be your intergalactic prince and wake you when you expect it least. Sheepy: Shuu: How dreamy ⭐️ Sheepy: Crow: I wanna be that strong! Nobody will ever be mean to me ever again! Arsé-kun: *Crow is unaware of the fact that he WAS once that powerful, and it got him in a lot of trouble.* Arsé-kun: Cyan: You have to give it your all! 300%! Sheepy: Crow: So 6 wings! Arsé-kun: Cyan: I think you don't need wings to punch someone! Sheepy: Crow:....But that weirdo said that I'm not allowed to have six anymore. Arsé-kun: Cyan: You punch with your fist, Crow. Sheepy: Crow: Yeah, but it's a symbol of my power, right? Arsé-kun: Cyan: Is it? I thought two was enough. Sheepy: Crow: But 6 is how much I used to have! Sheepy: Crow: Oh, yeah, I invited some people! Blue guy, Mina, Gogo, Me, Tatsuya. I didn't get a response from Gogo.... Hmmm... Sheepy: Crow: Oh yeah, he's dead! Sheepy: Shuu: I invited the twins ⭐️ Sheepy: Crow: I'm gonna fight Kai when he gets here! Sheepy: Shuu: No ⭐️ Sheepy: Crow: Oh, yeah, I invited a Crust guy. And a Serf guy. Sheepy: Shuu: You're doing this unintentionally ⭐️ How nightmarish. Sheepy: Crow: They're angels. Sheepy: Crow: The Serf guy beat up my old man last night! Isn't that cool?! Arsé-kun: Cyan: You've made a lot of new friends! Amazing! Cool! Sheepy: Crow: Yeah! Sheepy: Crow: The Crust guy hates me but that's alright. Sheepy: Crow: I just gotta convince him that I'm unbelievably cool! If he doesn't become a friend, he'll at least become one of my cattle! Arsé-kun: Cyan: And if he reaaaaally doesn't like you, maybe we can befriend him instead? Someone WILL become his friend! Sheepy: Crow: Yeah! It's what he gets for calling me dumb and insulting my farm! Arsé-kun: Cyan: I'll befriend him so hard! Sheepy: Shuu: Scary ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Cyan: And you're next! Sheepy: Shuu: I wouldn't mind it. Sheepy: Shuu: I just won't become one if Corn's cattle. Arsé-kun: *Cyan assumes loaf position on Shuu's starboard. or whatever.* Sheepy: Shuu: Do you want to see something interesting, Cyan? Watch, watch ⭐️ *he briefly leaves before returning to his seat with small candies* Sheepy: Shuu: *he throws one at Rom* My current record is 169 before he woke up and yelled at me ⭐️ Hehe. Sheepy: Crow: Yeah, yeah! You can achieve a new record by just throwing all of them at him at once! Sheepy: Shuu: *toss toss toss* Arsé-kun: *Cyan decides to share fun bug facts. They are not fun, but they're facts about bugs! Centipedes don't have lungs.* Sheepy: Shuu: Hehe. I need to share these with Rom later. Sheepy: Crow: I ate a bug once. Arsé-kun: Cyan: Just one? Sheepy: Crow: No, many, actually... Sheepy: Crow: You open your mouth on a farm and inhale! Boom! Free protein! Arsé-kun: Cyan: :o Sheepy: Crow: That's cool, right?! Sheepy: Shuu: *toss* Arsé-kun: Rom: .... wILL YOU STOP THAT Sheepy: Shuu: Hehehe~ Sheepy: Shuu: Stop me yourself ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: *he starts throwing things back at Shuu* Sheepy: Crow: Hyeeek! What the heck?! Sheepy: Shuu: Oh, oh, this is fun ⭐️ Arsé-kun: *Cyan starts catching the free candy. It's free and it's candy* Sheepy: Crow: I'll fight both of you! Sheepy: Shuu: Hey, wait, Rom. Arsé-kun: Rom: *sigh* what Sheepy: Shuu: I just realized... Sheepy: Shuu: We were having so much fun throwing around candy that I'd forgotten that guests are coming. Arsé-kun: Rom: SHIT Sheepy: Shuu: Uh-oh ⭐️ Sheepy: Shuu: Hehe, I'll leave it to you, I have things to do...Like watching you do all the work ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: You're cleaning up your part of the mess! Sheepy: Shuu: I'd rather watch you... Oh well. Just this once. Sheepy: Crow:? Sheepy: Crow: Do we have anything for them to eat? Gogo doesn't need anything to eat but the rest do. Sheepy: Crow: If not, shoot...I gotta start cooking... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: I told you to start cooking for a reason, runt! Hence I'm off to eat the eggs! Sheepy: Crow: NO!! Sheepy: Crow: Don't touch my eggs or I'll punch you with my crimson fist! Sheepy: Crow: *he rushes off to the kitchen* Sheepy: Shuu: We can race ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: Fine, you're on. Sheepy: Shuu: But what does the winner receive? Sheepy: Shuu: You can decide ⭐️ You'll be the loser after all...Hehe ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: You know exactly what I want, you always get it! Sheepy: Shuu: Fight me for it. Arsé-kun: Rom: You're on!! 🔥 🔥 🔥 Arsé-kun: *Yaiba sits down and watches Rom start cleaning. Aggressively. It's almost scary.* Sheepy: *Shuu begins aggressively cleaning as well!* Arsé-kun: *Yaiba just stays out of the way. Cyan also stays right where she is to be out of the way. They WILL be run over.* Sheepy: *Aion slinks in in order to claim the sofa for himself. He gets mowed down by the competititors.* Arsé-kun: *Cyan peers over the edge of said sofa at him* Arsé-kun: Cyan: Are you okay, Aion?? Sheepy: Aion: Ggghhh...The Dark Sun God...Has fallen..........Ah............ Sheepy: Aion: .................... Sheepy: Aion: The church bells.............They ring........... Sheepy: Aion: The spirits cry out and grasp out for this fleshy vessel................With their cold, damp claws.............Heaven's lights...... Sheepy: Aion: *dead (not)* Arsé-kun: Yaiba: *he looks doubtful, but waits for the competition to be over THERE to check on him personally. Which consists of turning into the Tiny Fox myumon and just sitting on him* Sheepy: Aion: Oooouuuhh....The Underworld......It calls....... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: The Legend of retrieving Aion from the Underworld, hence! *he slaps Aion* Sheepy: Aion: *dead........* Arsé-kun: *Yaiba starts fuckin' talking.* Sheepy: Aion: ............................................ Arsé-kun: Yaiba: ---LTY Yueni, I'd have to personally storm down to the Underworld with my Ry-[omitted] Sheepy: Aion: *Groan.........* Sheepy: Crow: Sheesh! You go on forever and ever! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: I have to! I have to bring Aion back from the underworld, much like Orpheus and Eurydice, hence instead of going directly, I'm using my voice! Sheepy: Shuu: Haha, wow ⭐️ So romantic ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Yaiba: H-wh-hhh- I'm not gay!! I gotta save my bro, dude! Sheepy: Shuu: Hehe ⭐️ Good luck... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Maybe if you guys hadn't run him over we'd henceforth not be here right now! Sheepy: Shuu: Well, he shouldn't walk in the way. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: *he puts his tiny paws up. threatening* Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Offer up a sacrifice before you are the Dark Sun God's sacrifice to return to the living! Sheepy: Shuu: Okay, Rom, come here. Arsé-kun: Rom: I'm BUSY! Sheepy: Shuu: You're still at it? Arsé-kun: Rom: I'M GOING TO WIN, DAMMIT! Sheepy: Shuu: Make sure to clean up my mess too, okay? To rack up extra points. Sheepy: Shuu: I'm counting on you...Hehe. Sheepy: Aion: The Dark Sun God....must return for his friend... Sheepy: Aion: Ah....To be the Euryduce...To Yaiba's Orpheus...To fade so closely to the warmth of the sun...Oh... Sheepy: Aion: How wonderful.... Sheepy: Aion: Yet cold and dreadful. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: I'll give you cold and dreadful! I'll shove snow down your coat! Sheepy: Aion: N-no!! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Then stop dying! Sheepy: Aion: F...fine. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Sheesh, one of these days..! One of these days, something's actually gonna happen and I'll think you're faking it! Sheepy: Aion: Hm? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Dark Sun God, henceforth only play dead if your life is in real danger please! Sheepy: Aion:......Hah.....Of course... Sheepy: Aion: And yet..... Sheepy: Aion: It always is...! Sheepy: Shuu: Just learn how to snap the bones of your foes and make them beg for mercy as they behold the last thing they see. Sheepy: Shuu:...Hehe ⭐️ Sheepy: Aion: *tremble, tremble* Sheepy: Aion: This black swan reeks of death and destruction... Arsé-kun: Cyan: Please do not commit murder~♥ Sheepy: Shuu: Okay, just for you I'll consider it ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: Now we don't have time to unpack all that! Sheepy: Shuu: Maybe later. Sheepy: Shuu: Are you done yet? Arsé-kun: Rom: What, do you think this is the only room?? And you think you're not doing more work? Sheepy: Shuu:....So sad ⭐️ I only meant the candy, and now I'm being forced to clean the whole place... Arsé-kun: Rom: It's gotta be cleaned anyway! People! Are coming over! We can't let people know we live in dust and shit hell! Get over here, you can start in the kitchen where Crow isn't working! Sheepy: Shuu: Hmm...You like the artificial look. Arsé-kun: Rom: I want it to look PRESENTABLE, and not slobs'R'us! Sheepy: Shuu: So you rope me into it. Arsé-kun: Rom: Are you living here? Sheepy: Shuu: It seems so... Arsé-kun: Rom: Just go straighten the tablecloth and whatever's on the table. You're such a priss. Sheepy: Shuu:...Oh? Arsé-kun: Rom: The kitchen is primarily Crow's problem. Just go help with the smaller details! Sheepy: Shuu: You don't think an idol's capable of more? ...We're capable of anything we dream of ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: If you think what I'm asking you to do is bad, look at Aion's room and then shut the hell up! Sheepy: Shuu: I'm sure I can handle it. Arsé-kun: Rom: That's the one you are not doing. Sheepy: Shuu: ....? Arsé-kun: Rom: Speaking of which. Aion, stop being on the floor and dust your room. Sheepy: Aion: No...no... Sheepy: Aion:....Cleaning measly dust is below the Dark Sun God. Hah....You dare spout off such orders? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Let me explain how badly you need to dust! It can turn even m[omitted] Sheepy: Aion: I leave your problems to you. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Terrible, horrible, the Dark Monster cannot even defeat measly dust! Laughable, I say! Even the runt could do such a thing easily! Sheepy: Aion: You see that the rodent is still here? That is mercy. So, too, is that dust. Sheepy: *Shuu has disappeared into the kitchen meanwhile* Arsé-kun: Rom: *he sighs loudly and treks upstairs to try and clean the impossible.* Sheepy: Aion: Hah... A man like him can take care of it. Arsé-kun: *Rom returns 20 minutes later, a very filthy and pure gray Myumon fuckin' COVERED in dust* Arsé-kun: Rom: I regret my decisions. Sheepy: Aion: Ah... The ash of despair has settled upon you...! Sheepy: Shuu: Go take a shower ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: I intend to. Look at the despair your room was filled with, Aion, and consider wiping it down at least once. Sheepy: Aion: ...Hmhm. Sheepy: Shuu: If you get near me with your dust and it starts a coughing fit... I’ll send you into space without a need for a rocket. Hehe. Arsé-kun: Rom: You'd have to catch me first. *but he doesn't come any closer* Sheepy: Shuu: I can catch you with ease ⭐️ Sheepy: Shuu: Cars and swimming aren’t my only mediums in which I race ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: Not when you're hacking up a lung you don't. Sheepy: Shuu: ...Hmm. Sheepy: Shuu: Okay, I’ll wait until you’re clean before I chase you down. Sheepy: Shuu: Can’t let you think I’ve gone soft after all ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: We'll see about that. Sheepy: *Shuu waits* Sheepy: *later on! crow is finally done cooking. shuu is being shuu. aion is lying on the floor still* Arsé-kun: *A necessary update from offscreen is that Arséne is being an absolute gremlin. That is all that has been missed.* Arsé-kun: *Rom is sitting on Shuu. Yaiba is talking. Klimt remembered to come downstairs* Sheepy: Shuu: Waiting for people to show up feels like an eternity... Sheepy: Crow: The heck're you talking about? I've been all fired up, rushing around...putting my crimson passion into my food! Heheh! Bet you won't believe the culinary power of Fallen Angel! Hey, old man, you should try it...Hmm, calling you old man will mix you up with the other old man.... Sheepy: Shuu: The fact that you made food frightens me ⭐️ Arsé-kun: *Klimt was not listening to 90% of that, he's considering putting the feather duster on a string to dangle over Aion. This is the oldest man present.* Sheepy: Crow: No? Well, whatever. Miss out! Arsé-kun: Klimt: ... Hm? No, I will, I know you could already cook pretty well before. *the man is Lagging. check your router* Arsé-kun: Klimt: ... Hm? No, I will, I know you could already cook pretty well before. *the man is Lagging. check your router* Sheepy: Aion: *yawn* Arsé-kun: Yaiba: ---And that's the plot of Angel Beats in a nutshell, not my jam but it wasn't bad. Sheepy: Aion: ......Huh. Sheepy: Aion: It's when the Rodent needs to use eggs in his cooking. Sheepy: Aion: Angel Beats [an egg] Arsé-kun: *Yaiba snorts* Sheepy: Crow: Oi! I don't use eggbeaters! I use the real deal! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: When the Rodent completes an RPGMaker game with a sports man and three onion rings. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Angel Beats [Off (game)]. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Sheepy: Aion: It's the music that the Rodent creates. Sheepy: Aion: Angel Beats. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: I got one. The Rodent grows some reddish-purple plant. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Angel Beets. Sheepy: Aion: Ah...! Yes! Sheepy: Crow:???? Sheepy: Crow: Are you guys making fun of me? I can't tell! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Do you know what puns are?? Hence you don't understand us? Sheepy: Crow: I know what a pun is! Sheepy: Crow: It's where they leave unadopted animals! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: .... Angel Beats his few remaining brain cells into submission. Sheepy: Crow:...Oi, you sayin' I'm some poor sad animal in the pun? I'm not so depressing and wimpy! Arsé-kun: Klimt: Pound. It's the Pound, Crow. Sheepy: Crow: They always show those ads with the sad animals but they...Huh? Sheepy: Crow: But most animals weigh more than a pound. Sheepy: Shuu: That'd be difficult ⭐️ That's a whole building. Sheepy: Shuu: When Crane actually wins a battle, it's an Angel Beat (down). Arsé-kun: Yaiba: The Runt starts making burgers. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Angel Beats his meat and shapes patties before putting the grill on 375°F Sheepy: Crow: I don't want to cook more! Arsé-kun: *Poor Klimt has to now explain a Pun to Crow.* Sheepy: Shuu: Have you ever thought before opening your mouth once in your life, Yabby? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: The minute it's out of my mouth, it's henceforth no longer my problem. Sheepy: Crow: I see...So it's wordplay... Sheepy: Crow:....Man, I don't like it a bit.... Sheepy: Crow: I don't get it... Sheepy: Aion: A rodent such as yourself has a brain too small to comprehend such things. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: We'll have to check his pulse after you thrash him. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Angel's (heart)beats Sheepy: Aion: Hah Sheepy: Crow: You guys're jerks! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Okay, fine, you sensitive little shit! Your DAD delivers information! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Angel deets! Sheepy: Crow: I'm not sensitive! Sheepy: Crow: I just don't get it... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: The show is named Angel Beats. I'm making fun of it. Sheepy: Crow:....Oh. Sheepy: Aion: Hah. The rodent listens not. Sheepy: Shuu: Poor Corn...not understanding Yabby and Anchovy's jokes. Sheepy: Crow: It's CORN! N...NO!!! Crow! CROW!! Arsé-kun: Rom: That's what he said. Sheepy: Crow: N-no, he said Corn! It's Crow! Arsé-kun: Rom: You think that's bad? You should hear half the names he calls me. Sheepy: Shuu: I haven't for a while. Arsé-kun: Rom: You haven't, and that's what scares me. Sheepy: Shuu: It's a sign of respect. Arsé-kun: Rom: How am I supposed to call you Ruuty Tuuty Point n' Shuuty if you don't insult me? Sheepy: Shuu: Maybe I'll insult you one day. Arsé-kun: Rom: Can't wait. Sheepy: Shuu: Okay. You can be Cow. Sheepy: Crow: I've got cattle, I'm not a cow! Sheepy: Crow: More cattle than you I bet! Sheepy: Shuu:...? I don't have any cattle.. Sheepy: Crow: Haha! You admit it! Some top idol you are! Arsé-kun: Rom: *he climbs up Shuu's arm to tell him something* Sheepy: Shuu:.....???? Sheepy: Shuu:...And you let him call them that...? How do you have any fans at all? Arsé-kun: Rom: I have no idea. They don't seem to mind it. Sheepy: Shuu: I try to make all of my fans feel special... Sheepy: Shuu:...And this guy's going around...calling them cows. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: It's legendary, they love it! They all scream how they're his "Cattle" once we start up! We can't hence be normal for five minutes! Sheepy: Shuu: I don't think your lack of normalcy is his fault. Arsé-kun: Rom: It sure isn't mine. Sheepy: Shuu: You're the only normal one of the group. Sheepy: Crow: Yeah, 'cause they're my cattle. Sheepy: Crow: The heck do you call your cattle? Sheepy: Shuu:....M...my fans? Dream tourist? Princess on occasion?? I treat every one like they're special? Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Sheepy: Crow: Dream tourist? Man, why would anyone want to tour dreams? You really wanna learn what I dream about? Sheepy: Shuu: No, I really don't... Sheepy: Crow: Eh, I went to the local hamburger place with Rom, Yaiba, and Wimpion in my dream last night. Sheepy: Crow: I got a plain one for variety. Sheepy: Crow: That was the whole dream. Sheepy: Shuu: Wow. Sheepy: Shuu: I dreamt thar I was a secret agent trying to stop a murder, but, you know, whatever you want to dream about. Arsé-kun: Rom: Mine involved a school bus being driven through flaming hoops to rescue a princess. There was a robot. I'm still confused. Sheepy: Shuu: Let's team up next time ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Cyan: I don't remember mine! But I think ChuChu was there?? But in Crow's outfit?? Sheepy: Aion: The Black Monster dreams of the city of above...Ah, he has finally broken free of his chains of despair, from his fleshy vessel, ready to rule over this world's darkness once more....! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Sheesh, lighten up a little, Aion..! Sheepy: Crow: Was I there? Did I look cool in Chuchu's outfit? Arsé-kun: Cyan: I think so? And you were totally rocking it! Sheepy: Crow: Of course I was! Arsé-kun: Cyan: Wait, it's coming back! I think I had Aion's coat on, but he didn't want my dress... I could barely see him, though, Yaiba was in the way.. Sheepy: Crow: You could pull off Wimpion's coat better than Wimpion! Arsé-kun: Cyan: But it's too long! Sheepy: Aion: You have dreamt of stealing the holy armaments of Adonis...? For this, you will despair. Arsé-kun: Cyan: But you let me!! Something about needing the dark god's blessing to... Uh.... Something or other? Sheepy: Aion:...Fine. A good reason. Arsé-kun: *FINALLY, after 1000 years of irrelevant side content and shit puns, someone knocks on the door!* Sheepy: Crow: Oh shoot, it's the door, it's the door! I wonder who's there? Sheepy: *Crow goes to get it* Sheepy: Kai: I wonder who Shuzo's friend is that he's staying with? He's gotta be really cool if Shuzo trusts him that mu....Huh? Sheepy: Kai: It totally can't be this guy! Arsé-kun: Riku: --Kai, you can't just insult people in their own doorway! Sheepy: Kai: Yeah, but Shuzo'd never associate with this guy! Arsé-kun: Riku: He just answered the door, it doesn't mean anything! Sheepy: Crow:?? Arsé-kun: Riku: I am SO sorry, Mr. Crow, for Kai. Um, happy holiday? Sheepy: Crow: It's the New Years! That's when the Earth has its birthday! Arsé-kun: Minako: *from somewhere behind the twins* Happy birthday, Earth! *phweeee!* Sheepy: Crow: Happy Birthday, Earth! Arsé-kun: Rom: Crow? How about you let them in? Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Fine! Come in! Sheepy: *Aion is crawling away* Arsé-kun: *Full-Size Yaiba has gotten off of him. He's Helping* Sheepy: Kai: There's Rom, too...Definitely not him... Arsé-kun: *Rom quickly also gets back to full size before anyone ELSE can see him* Sheepy: Shuu: Sorry, you aren't cool ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: He doesn't know what he's talking about. ⭐️ Sheepy: Crow: There's food and junk. Arsé-kun: Minato: *from somewhere* Food? Sheepy: Crow: Yeah, I cooked it. Arsé-kun: Min: .... It's a risk we'll have to take, but I'm bad at math. Sheepy: Crow:? Sheepy: Kai: But Shuzo's nowhere to be seen... I heard he was injured so I've been worrying nonstop! Arsé-kun: Cyan: *with a plate of food (already)* Food's over here!! Arsé-kun: Riku: ...... *he's already spotted Shuu and just making a face of confusion* Sheepy: Shuu: That's so weird ⭐️ I wonder where he went. Arsé-kun: Riku: ... Pardon me, *he goes over as Inconspicuously as he can. Which is probably not very* May I take a seat over here, *lowers his voice a fuckton* Shuzo? Sheepy: Shuu: Go ahead. Arsé-kun: Riku: Thank you very much. *and he takes a seat, nice and slow to not damage furniture* Sheepy: Kai: Oh, that's gotta be the friend! Arsé-kun: Riku: .... (Sir, I am. So sorry for Kai.) Sheepy: Shuu: (It's fine ⭐️ His unending optimism is an endearing character trait.) Arsé-kun: *Minato exists to shovel food into the unending void known as his stomach, and also his heart* Sheepy: Kai: My name's Kai! I work with Shuzo! Arsé-kun: *Rom has lost a point of IQ* Sheepy: Shuu: What a coincidence, my name is Shuzo and I work with a Kai too ⭐️ Sheepy: Kai:.....?....?!?!?! Sheepy: Kai: B-But it you're - then who's the friend?! Arsé-kun: Rom: 'Sup. Sheepy: Kai: And why do you look like- Eh?! No way! Sheepy: Kai: Shuzo and Rom? But you're such a brute! There's no way! Arsé-kun: Rom: ⭐️ *fingergun* You'd be surprised. Sheepy: Kai: Maybe....Shuzo has a lower standard then I thought...? Arsé-kun: Rom: Maybe Shuzo can see you insulting his tastes. Sheepy: Shuu: It's okay ⭐️ I've accepted this. Sheepy: Kai: So Shuzo got hurt...and is going through an MCR phase?! Arsé-kun: Rom: You wanna tell him, or should I be the embarrassment? Sheepy: Kai: He's caught the emo...! Sheepy: Shuu: You can have the fun. Arsé-kun: Rom: So, I guess he hasn't told you about his first band, huh? Sheepy: Kai: No, whenever we ask him about his past he laughs and changes the subject... Arsé-kun: Rom: Well, you're about to learn some of it! Arsé-kun: *Riku and Kai are given a learn* Sheepy: Kai: I'd never heard of the band before... Sheepy: Shuu: It wasn't popular enough for anyone to have heard of it. We only put out one song. Arsé-kun: Rom: We didn't even put out merch. Sheepy: Shuu: It wasn't popular enough for merch... Arsé-kun: Rom: But imagine the earnings if we put it out now.. Sheepy: Shuu:...And anyway, it wasn't alive long enough for merch. Sheepy: Shuu: Nobody would buy Amatelast merch. Arsé-kun: Rom: Maybe not, but a ShinganCrimsonZ and Trichonika Collab? Sheepy: Shuu: Haha...I don't have the rights to Trichronika. My manager does. Sheepy: Kai: But he's not edgy like that anymore... Arsé-kun: Riku: He looks edgy right now, though..! No offense! Sheepy: Shuu: This is my natural hair color... Sheepy: Kai:??? Arsé-kun: Riku: What. Sheepy: Shuu:? I used hair dye for my Shuzo role. Arsé-kun: Riku: ....... Sheepy: Shuu: I removed the hair dye the other day. Arsé-kun: Rom: Actually, I've been meaning to talk to you about that. Sheepy: Shuu: Yes? Arsé-kun: Rom: How much baking soda did you use? Sheepy: Shuu:...Ah. Sheepy: Shuu:...It's a secret. Arsé-kun: Rom: Shuu. Sheepy: Shuu: Yes? Arsé-kun: Rom: You never opened the box. Sheepy: Shuu: ........ Arsé-kun: Rom: Explain. Sheepy: Shuu: Haha.... Sheepy: Shuu:...... Sheepy: Shuu: It's magic? Arsé-kun: Rom: .... Fine. Sheepy: Shuu: Okay, I just wanted to see you pout ⭐️ I'll tell you. Sheepy: Shuu: *he gets up and... poof! He's back in his usual Trichronika look!* Arsé-kun: Rom: Oh. I hate that. Sheepy: Shuu: Why? Arsé-kun: Rom: How do you do your laundry? Sheepy: Shuu: I take my clothes off, put on new clothes, and wash the dirty clothes? Sheepy: Shuu: You don't do it? Sheepy: Shuu: You don't have a lazy day where you know you have a gig but you really don't want to do much else, so you just swap forms? Sheepy: Shuu: Some days I'm so burnt out that I consider just walking onto stage in the t-shirt and pants I slept in, waving to everyone, and leaving before the show even starts. Sheepy: Shuu: Or just not showing up at all. Sheepy: Shuu: But that would show the audience my ShinganCrimsonZ merch... if we're supposed to be enemies, I guess I can't just walk around wearing that. ...Or let them see my room ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: What's that? Make it even smaller? Sheepy: Shuu: So cruel ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: But I don't control the size in which figures come in. Sheepy: Shuu: It’s almost like you want me to waste my money on crane machines. Arsé-kun: Rom: At least you HAVE the money to waste! Sheepy: Shuu: Yes ⭐ Sheepy: Shuu: Do you not? Sheepy: Shuu: It’s okay ⭐️ I’ll give you some of my merch if you want it... But... Arsé-kun: Rom: In order, *he gestures to Crow* Sometimes, *to Aion* Implied, *to himself* I'm trying to save, *to Yaiba* .... Debt. Sheepy: Shuu: Debt? Ouch. Arsé-kun: Rom: To me. I have not seen a single dollar. Sheepy: Shuu: *grin* Oh, he’s avoiding his debt, huh? Okay ⭐️ I can make him regret it ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: Please don't. Sheepy: Shuu: I’ll wait. Sheepy: Shuu: ...For now ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Yaiba: *sweats* Sheepy: Shuu: I can give you some ⭐️exclusive merch⭐️ if you teach me how to play crane games well. Arsé-kun: Rom: There are children here. Word that differently. Sheepy: Shuu: Limited edition ⭐ Sheepy: Shuu: I’m tired of getting Corn ⭐ Sheepy: Shuu: Too bad I can’t merge the dupes for a stronger Corn like in gacha games ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: I'll think about it. Sheepy: Shuu: I’ll probably be willing to trade what you ask for. Sheepy: Shuu: But if it’s too outrageous I’ll laugh in your face and ask it you’re joking ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: So you won't stop being absolutely careless about your life choices for ten minutes? Sheepy: Shuu: Careless? Sheepy: Shuu: I don't know what you're talking about. Arsé-kun: Rom: Of course you don't. Sheepy: Shuu: You have to be clearer than that, you know ⭐️ Anything can be careless if you define it as such. Sheepy: Shuu: I'll try not to do specific things. Arsé-kun: Rom: Fine. That's the best I'll get from you. Sheepy: Shuu: Hmmm....Still not satisfied. Okay, I'll take more breaks, sleep better, and drive less race cars ⭐️ Sheepy: Shuu: So demanding. Arsé-kun: Rom: I'll take that. Sheepy: Shuu: It's a deal? Arsé-kun: Rom: Yeah, you've got a deal. Sheepy: Shuu: Great, it'll be a date ⭐️ I can treat you. Arsé-kun: *Riku expresses his confusion eloquently, staying quiet but speaking volumes with his face alone. AKA confused math lady* Sheepy: Kai: Maybe he hit his head? Arsé-kun: Riku: That would take... A very serious head injury to accomplish that. Sheepy: Shuu:? I didn't hit my head. A crowbar did. Arsé-kun: Riku: Is that why you disappeared, Shuzo?? You didn't lose your memory or anything like that, right?? Sheepy: Shuu: No, I was kidnapped. It wasn't a memory loss situation. Probably. ...Just kidding ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Riku: EHHHHH?! Sheepy: Kai: Kidnapped?! Sheepy: Shuu: Presumably I wasn't supposed to survive the whole ordeal but someone thought it'd be funny to feed me to a slug ⭐️ Sheepy: Shuu: Just eventually ending up in the hospital with a few broken bones. Arsé-kun: Rom: And about three hundred texts later, here we are. Sheepy: Shuu: That's how I get when I've been sedated... I'm sorry ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: Fuckin'. Begging for churros at 9 am. I could have killed you. Sheepy: Shuu: Oh ⭐️ My heart is racing... Arsé-kun: Rom: You're terrible. Sheepy: Shuu: No, you are. Sheepy: Shuu: But I'm staying here to recuperate so the manager doesn't decide when I'm feeling fine enough to work again. Sheepy: Kai: Oh, yeah, I get it! So you coughing up blood and nearly collapsing in the last session was just an act, huh?! Wow, you're cool...! Arsé-kun: Riku: Kai..... Sheepy: Kai: I haven't figured out the why yet, but I'm sure it's a good reason! Arsé-kun: Riku: .... Permission to swear, Shuzo? Sheepy: Shuu: Okay, I understand ⭐️ Go ahead. Arsé-kun: Riku: *brave face, brave boy* What the, and I don't say this lightly, what the Heck, Kai?? Sheepy: Kai:....Well, think about it! Arsé-kun: Riku: Faking that kind of thing takes a lot of time that wasn't available! Sheepy: Kai: Shuzo gets sick and then disappears? Totally some secret agent deal! I've seen him talking to shady people before. I bet those are his coworkers! Arsé-kun: Riku: Kai, people get sick all the time! And you called him shady earlier! Sheepy: Kai: Yeah, well...! Sheepy: Kai: People usually don't cough up blood when they're sick unless it's serious. Sheepy: Kai: And Shuzo wouldn't get sick like that. Arsé-kun: Riku: jesus christ Kai you ignorant slimeball Sheepy: Kai:?! Arsé-kun: Riku: Shuzo is a living person! People get sick! Sheepy: Kai: Yeah, but he always seems healthy, so how could he get that sick so suddenly? Arsé-kun: Riku: ... You have me there, but there's got to be a better answer than "it's fake"! Sheepy: Shuu: Oh dear, I guess it's come back to me ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: You may as well give them an autobiography by now. Sheepy: Shuu: Oh...If it's necessary. Sheepy: Shuu: Well, the truth is that I'm actually very sick, and have been since before I met either of you...Or Rom, for that matter. Arsé-kun: Riku: i. oh. Sheepy: Shuu: I had it under control for a while but the stress of the job is making it worse ⭐️ So sorry for hiding that. I'll keep working hard as usual despite that ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Riku: *dial-up noise as this is processed* Sheepy: Kai:...Eh? Sheepy: Kai: But... Sheepy: Shuu: I was visiting a friend when I was assaulted. It wasn't anything fascinating. Arsé-kun: Riku: But... Sheepy: Shuu: Yes? Sheepy: Kai: You're...a lot more human than I thought! Sheepy: Shuu: Just don't worry about those shady people, okay? Sheepy: Shuu: They're family friends ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Riku: Well, if you say so.. Sheepy: Shuu: Yes, yes ⭐️ Just let me recuperate, speak to the manager, and then it'll all be back to normal, okay? Don't worry about a thing ⭐️ Sheepy: Kai: Of course! I won't! Sheepy: Shuu: I just need some time. I still haven't told the manager a thing ⭐️ Sheepy: Kai: Don't worry, I can tell him! Sheepy: Shuu: No, no, please don't ⭐️ No, I really don't want you to. I know my health better than anyone, so only I can speak to him about it, okay? In fact, if you can act like you never had this encounter when you go back to the studio, I'd appreciate it ⭐️ Sheepy: Kai:....? But if he asks....That'd be a lie, wouldn't it? Sheepy: Shuu: He'll eventually come to Rom if he cares enough ⭐️ Rom is my emergency contact. Arsé-kun: Rom: But should I hit him with a table leg or a full table when he comes around snooping? Sheepy: Shuu: Up to you ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: Wait, better idea. I'll deck him with a chair. Sheepy: Shuu: I like that ⭐ Sheepy: Kai: You’re sure you didn’t hit your head too hard...?! You’re acting kind of scary...! Arsé-kun: Riku: I mean, he's still doing the *pause* ... *second pause. no stars for Riku* aw. Sheepy: Kai: So it really is him, but...! Arsé-kun: Riku: But it IS kind of scary..! Sheepy: Shuu: So sorry ⭐ Sheepy: Shuu: I’ve gotten out of character, just a little. I’ll go back to being less scary with some practice ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: *doubt* Sheepy: Shuu: You don’t believe me? Arsé-kun: Rom: Not one bit. You were perfectly capable until this point. Sheepy: Shuu: Hehe ⭐️ Maybe you’re rubbing off on me ⭐ Sheepy: Crow: You should've been rubbed off on by me instead! Sheepy: Crow: You'd be cool if you had! Arsé-kun: Rom: Horrible decision, next. Sheepy: Crow: Huh?! What's that supposed to mean?! Sheepy: Kai: Shuzo's already cooler than you! How could you possibly make him cooler? Arsé-kun: Rom: The last thing I want is someone with your powers and obnoxiousness combined to kill me instantly. Sheepy: Crow: Psh! Some guy who dyes his hair with a summer day's crayola box and runs around acting all cutesy to pick up girls isn't cool. It's super artificial to the point it's uncomfortable. Sheepy: Crow: And how could him taking a tip from me end in me killing you?! Arsé-kun: Tatsuya: *about 30 seconds late* Watching you eat 4 bowls of curry in two minutes was uncomfortable. It was like a lawn mower and a woodchipper had a child. Sheepy: Crow: Hey, it totally wasn't two minutes! I'm not that fast...yet. Rom would probably punch me over eating that fast because when I do my stomach starts hurting a lot. Sheepy: Crow: And anyway! Arsé-kun: Rom: ... We didn't have...? Sheepy: Crow: I'm a growing kid! Sheepy: Crow: I just...Haven't gotten my growthspurt yet!! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: You absolutely haven't! I've grown more than you within these 4 years, hence you're done growing! Sheepy: Crow: Oh, yeah, someone brought curry. It was super- Heyyy!!! Sheepy: Crow: Shaddup, your years aren't my years! Sheepy: Crow: I'm not done growing! Sheepy: Crow: I'll totally be taller than you in 4 angel years! Sheepy: Shuu: When I'm in my fifties you'll still be in your twenties... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: *doing the Aion pose* And that'll be what... 32 years? This runt takes a legendary amount of time to grow. Sheepy: Crow: It's not a long time...! Sheepy: Crow: Your years are just short.... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: What's shorter?? A year, or Crow? Cast your votes now on your devices! Sheepy: Crow: Shaddup! You're a jerk! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Hence, information we already knew. Sheepy: Crow: I'll show you! I'll grow super tall and laugh at you for being shorter than me! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Not if I ascend using my R[omitted] Sheepy: Crow: That's cheating! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: So is having extra time, hence you don't hear me complaining! Sheepy: Crow: It's not extra! Sheepy: Crow: You just have less! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: It is wh-- Arsé-kun: Rom: I'm going to put you both in the ground, shush! Sheepy: Crow: Huh...?! Arsé-kun: Rom: No arguing, we have guests over! Arsé-kun: Cyan: *ringing a tambourine that absolutely is not hers and it shows* If no one is going to eat dinner, it's going to all be gone soon! Arsé-kun: *Cyan does a nya* Sheepy: Shuu: Great ⭐️ I guess I haven't eaten today. Sheepy: Crow: Well, get on top of it! I didn’t put all of my crimson passion into cooking so people could starve! Arsé-kun: *GETYA FOOD U DUMB FURRIES* Sheepy: *Shuu goes to eat* Arsé-kun: *Go forth! Consume the food that is here and ready, and also whatever's actually left in that curry pot. gdi crow* Sheepy: *yes!* Sheepy: Crow: Well, well! How is it? Arsé-kun: Min: ... *he just holds out his empty plate. more* Sheepy: Crow: You gotta leave some for everyone else! Or I'll have to cook more... Arsé-kun: Min: *gestures to Yaiba leaving with two plates* ??? Sheepy: Crow: One's for him, one's for Wimpion! Sheepy: Crow: Wimpion doesn't like crowds so he's holed up in his room with Yaiba 'cause he explicitly wanted Yaiba to stay with him. Sheepy: Crow: Yaiba'd probably eat with us otherwise. Arsé-kun: Riku: A bit disappointing, but one that's understandable. Sheepy: Crow: Psh, it's not too big of a loss. Sheepy: Crow: They're watching, uh... Sheepy: Crow: I dunno, probably some anime. Sheepy: Crow: Hence, the Legend of Some Incomprehensible title. Arsé-kun: *If everyone's quiet for a moment, they can hear distant anime boy power-up screaming* Sheepy: Crow: The heck is that? Arsé-kun: Mink: Probably the source of the anime. Sheepy: Crow: I can't sit still for anime. Sheepy: Crow: All the fighting and emotions fire me up so I want to do something else and put all of my crimson passion into it! Arsé-kun: *Anime screaming continues. obviously its dbz. lets be real. we know it is* Sheepy: *...and another scream following a distant firework, this time about the demon roaring in the sky* Arsé-kun: *Killia raises an eyebrow. Just one* Sheepy: Crow: Sounds like...Uh.... Arsé-kun: Rom: Firework season has begun. Sheepy: Shuu: Anchovy is unhappy ⭐️ Sheepy: Crow: Pretty sure it's a pizza topping. Arsé-kun: Cyan: This always happens, it's fine! Sheepy: Shuu: Isn't that bad? Arsé-kun: Cyan: You don't need to point it ouuut! Sheepy: Shuu: I kind of wanted to watch the fireworks with Rom....A romantic date, just the two of us, gazing at the sky as countless stars come view, only to scatter and fade like a passing dream...Oh ⭐️ How romantic... ⭐️ Let's wish upon one of those stars for our eternal happiness, Rom ⭐️ Sheepy: Shuu:....But... Sheepy: Shuu:...I guess it'd be the same deal as going to an aquarium with your date only to be accompanied by someone with a fear of fish... Arsé-kun: Riku: But why would you bring anyone other than your date on a date? Sheepy: Shuu: Not by choice ⭐️ Sheepy: Shuu: They accompany despite your protests...Yes, that's the same effect as this. Too bad. Arsé-kun: Riku: He... He lives here, though... Sheepy: Shuu: Yes, but...No, nevermind ⭐️ It's not important. Sheepy: Shuu: Let's try when everyone is asleep. Okay? It should be quieter then ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: ^^)b Sheepy: Kai: But Rom's... Sheepy: Kai:...Really lame! This has to be a joke! Arsé-kun: Rom: 🔥 🔥 🔥 Sheepy: Kai: Seriously! No offense but ShinganCrimsonZ is nowhere near as cool as Trichronika! Arsé-kun: Cyan: But are you cool enough to pick up a bug? Are you a bad enough dude to save the president? Sheepy: Kai: Huh? Shuzo is! Sheepy: Crow: Oi! We're gonna change fate! Destiny? Psh! We'll be legends who change society with our crimson passion! Sheepy: Crow: Trichronika just acts all sparkly! You can't compare us because we've got totally different goals! We wanna actually change the world! You guys just wanna make money. Sheepy: Crow: Basically...Anybody who can only be liked for the artificial way they act isn't cool! Arsé-kun: Riku: We can't compare there, but we can compare in actual sound quality... Sheepy: Crow: Yeah, yeah, you can hear the truth behind our music! The crimson passion! Our very soul! If you don't put yourself into your music, what's the point? Sheepy: Crow: Nothin's gonna change if you just put on a cutesy facade and act like you're doing the world a service by making a quick buck. And all I can hear from your music is a group of people who hide behind lies. Especially from Shuzo. Arsé-kun: Riku: So do you say actors are useless, Mr. Theater Crow? They're putting on a facade. Sheepy: Crow: That's not the same. Arsé-kun: Riku: Why not? Idols can have stage personas. Sheepy: Crow: 'Cause you aren't delivering your own message through someone else's words. Sheepy: Crow: You're delivering someone else's. Sheepy: Crow: You don't write your own music, right? Arsé-kun: Riku: .... Somewhat. It's like a group effort, except we're asked last. Sheepy: Crow: But all your songs say at the end of the day is... Sheepy: Crow: "Please love me". Arsé-kun: Riku: At least one of us will die the minute we don't get attention. It works out for now. Sheepy: Crow: But is that the message you want to deliver? Is music really only a tool to get attention for you? Arsé-kun: Riku: It's better than saying "Look how much money I have". Sheepy: Crow: Music can be used for so much more! You shouldn't settle for that! Arsé-kun: Riku: ... I think, while this is a great conversation and you're mostly likely correct, we should save it for later. There is a roughly 97 to 99.3% chance we've lost Kai completely. Sheepy: Kai: So basically he's insulting us! Arsé-kun: Riku: .... 100%, confirmed. Sheepy: Kai: Well, it's an insult to say we're just seeking attention! Shuzo doesn't need to seek it because he'll get it anyway! Arsé-kun: *Shuu IS getting attention. From Rom. Mostly* Sheepy: *Shuu is pleased by this!* Sheepy: Shuu: Let's go somewhere fun tonight ⭐️ But where is a fun place to go? Arsé-kun: Rom: Away from the kids. Anywhere away from the kids. But what's open that late..? Sheepy: Shuu: A bar. Sheepy: Shuu: But I've never had alcohol before ⭐️ So I don't know any bars. Arsé-kun: Rom: What bar won't be stupid crowded on new years?? Sheepy: Shuu: Sorry. I don't know. Sheepy: Shuu: Oh well. Arsé-kun: Rom: We have time, we'll figure it out. Sheepy: Shuu: Yes ⭐️ Let's think really hard. Arsé-kun: Rom: Flex that brain, Shuu. Arsé-kun: *Klimt is the real adult in this room. So, more or less, he's babysitting everyone. He's a little less than pleased, but at least Balmung is getting attention* Sheepy: Shuu: We can ask around as well. Like Corn's dad. Sheepy: *Crow harasses Klimt in the background* Arsé-kun: *Klimt is Harassed. Karma* Arsé-kun: Yaiba: What's in THIS thread, hence? *he is back. with two cleared plates.* Sheepy: Shuu: We want to go to a bar but we don't know any empty ones. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Hence, wouldn't know. Sheepy: Shuu: Too bad. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Hence, why don't you ask a real adult with a full time job that isn't Rom? Sheepy: Shuu: Okay, okay, let’s talk to an adult ⭐️ What about Mr. Prosecutor? Sheepy: Shuu: Where can I find him... He’s usually got a glass of wine in court, so he should know about alcohol. Arsé-kun: Klimt: I'm not sure how he isn't an alcoholic yet. Sheepy: Shuu: He drinks in court. You’re sure he isn’t? Arsé-kun: Klimt: how Sheepy: Shuu: Yes, yes, I’ve heard this about him ⭐ Sheepy: Shuu: Perhaps even witnessed it myself. He really gets away with everything. I suppose he’d have to indulge in the devil’s drink just a bit, though ⭐️ Dealing with Corn on a daily basis would drive most to needing a funnel for their stress ⭐️ Sheepy: Shuu: But drinking in court... is a bit too much ⭐️ Arsé-kun: *the aura of being deeply unimpressed arrives moments before Barok does. Seemingly.* Sheepy: Shuu: Hello, hello, Mr. Prosecutor ⭐️ Your vibes are pretty dark today ⭐️ Let’s aim to be a dazzling star next time. Okay? ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Barok: The last time I dazzled, I got beaten into the ground. No thank you. Sheepy: Shuu: Too bad ⭐ Sheepy: Shuu: Mr. Prosecutor, Mr. Prosecutor, tell me a nice place to have a drink ⭐️ You're always just a little boozed up anyway so you should know ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Barok: ... Why should I tell you? Give me a good reason. Sheepy: Shuu: I haven't had alcohol before ⭐️ Sheepy: Shuu: And anyway, I want to go on a date with Rom. But Corn and friends make it difficult to feel the romance ⭐️ Sheepy: Shuu: Also, ummm...I'll be sad. Sheepy: Shuu: If you don't know any place, that's okay ⭐️ Do you? Arsé-kun: Barok: ... I will consider telling you, but not yet. Sheepy: Shuu: Not yet....? Why? Arsé-kun: Barok: I don't want someone getting ideas. *he glances towards Klimt* Sheepy: Shuu: He already thinks you're an alcoholic... Sheepy: Shuu: Unless it's something else? Arsé-kun: Barok: How would I still be employed if it was alcohol? Sheepy: Shuu: You tell me. Sheepy: Shuu: You're the one doing it after all ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Barok: .... I refuse to answer that. However, as I have previously stated, I will inform you of a location later on. I can guarantee space inside. Arsé-kun: *Klimt starts to call Barok an alcoholic. Klimt gets beaned with a chair cushion from a distance. Klimt gets owned* Sheepy: Shuu: Thank you ⭐️ Arsé-kun: *Later, Barok does bring Rom and Shuu out as promised. It might not seem there's much in the direction they're going, but he Knows where he is going.* Sheepy: Shuu: If Rom wasn't here with me I'd be considering fleeing ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Barok: I can see where you're coming from, but I certainly assure you that I am honest. Sheepy: Shuu: Okay, I believe you. Sheepy: Shuu: But...Why can't it be seen? Sheepy: Shuu: Is it truly that seedy...? Ah, although... Hmhm, no, I can't finish that thought when you're here, Mr. Prosecutor ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Barok: Properties of the building. It happens to just be that way, unfortunately. Sheepy: Shuu:...? Arsé-kun: Rom: ?? Sheepy: Shuu: Where...what? Arsé-kun: Barok: Feel it, do you? Hard to miss for magical folks. Sheepy: Shuu: It feels so unnatural... Sheepy: Shuu:...The best term I can use for it is... Sheepy: Shuu:...Aged? Perhaps timeless...Like.... Sheepy: Shuu:...It's supposed to be here more than we are. A strange sense of lack of belonging. Arsé-kun: Barok: Funny, because anyone over the age limit can come in and drink, provided they find the door. Sheepy: Shuu: The door... Arsé-kun: ?: Door's here! *and a big wooden door is thrown open. That was not there before. the building was not there before. is that a TREE inSIDE of it?? and also there's a wizard but fuck him really* Sheepy: Shuu: Wh-what...?! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Good evening, kids! Come on in, no one bites. Usually! Arsé-kun: Rom: :U Sheepy: Shuu: You're certain..? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Well, I sure hope so! It's just four of us and one cat. It's gonna be the cat. Sheepy: Bedi: Biting people is unsanitary. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Thank you, captain obvious! Sheepy: Bedi: By biting others you spread germs...But this is a place to eat and drink so we have to keep it clean. Arsé-kun: Barok: *he sighs and pushes past Merlin. but not Bedi. Bedi is Respected. Merlin smacks him, and he ignores it* Good evening, Bedivere, space for three. Sheepy: Bedi: Ah, lucky for you we have a space open. *he leads them there* Sheepy: Shuu: This tree's incredibly old... Arsé-kun: *Well, it's a bar! And barely anybody's there. Barok was telling the truth.* Arsé-kun: Rom: It SMELLS like old. Sheepy: Bedi: Yes, yes, you see...! Sheepy: Bedi: This is a magic plane constructed within a tree. It is convenient and low cost, which cancels out the fact that very few people can find it and even less pay for their food and drinks. Arsé-kun: Merlin: So welcome to "We have no money and we must scream"! Sheepy: Bedi: Selling flowers only gets you so far... Sheepy: Bedi:...And I don't have a birth certificate, form of identity, graduation certificate, nor resume. Arsé-kun: Merlin: *he just pats Bedi's shoulder before slamming a fist on the bar. Hard.* OY! FUCKERS! DO YOUR JOBS! Sheepy: Myrrdin: *he's nudging Meril with his foot* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Is he dead? Do we get to keep his stuff? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Do we want his stuff? Sheepy: Bedi: Last I checked he was asleep... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Lame-o. Sheepy: Bedi: I'll try not to spoil the fun next time.... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Not you! Arsé-kun: Merlin: .... Actually, give me your metal arm for a sec. He'll be up in a hot second. Sheepy: Bedi: Airgetlam has waking potential....? Sheepy: Bedi: Should I be removing it infront of customers? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Sure, why would it matter? Here, take this. *he hands Bedi a small cat that's been eating his arm this entire time, and just steals the lower half of Bedi's arm. classy.* Sheepy: Bedi: Ah...My ar- Oh, it's Fou! Arsé-kun: Fou: :D Sheepy: Bedi: *he pets Fou* You're looking very cute today! Arsé-kun: *Merlin goes behind the bar and disappears from view, before yelling "ONE EIGHT HUNDRED ARE YOU SSSSLAPPIN'?!". Metal being smacked on skin is heard.* Sheepy: Meril: -Owowowow! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Mornin', sweetcheeks, we have customers! Sheepy: Meril: You couldn't have just woken me normally...? *He gets up* Arsé-kun: Merlin: That is normal! It's just usually not metal! :D Sheepy: Meril: Fine, fine, I'll be ready in a moment. Sheepy: Meril: *he briefly leaves to ready himself and then returns looking presentable* Sheepy: Meril: So, the usua...Oh, you brought guests...! Arsé-kun: Barok: I did. But yes, the usual. Obliterate me, Meril. Sheepy: Meril: Great, great! Sheepy: Meril: What would you two like? Sheepy: Shuu: ................ I don't know what most of this is. Arsé-kun: Rom: I know some of these words, but not in these orders. Arsé-kun: *Rom does eventually make an order. For himself. He found words he knew.* Sheepy: Shuu: It's so complicated ⭐ Sheepy: Meril: Well, well, I probably should explain how this bar works, while I make this. Arsé-kun: Rom: ...? Sheepy: Meril: I don't expect monetary payment. How do I put this... Sheepy: Meril: I'm trapped in here. I haven't seen the outside world in forever. So in exchange, I'd prefer a story about your life so I can live vicariously through your experiences. Sheepy: Shuu:....The door's right there? Sheepy: Meril: I could accept money but I can't buy anything with it. I suppose those three could... Arsé-kun: Merlin: I still want to try replacing the door and seeing if that works. Sheepy: Meril: I don't think it would. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Hey, on the bright side, we get to hear you complain all day! Arsé-kun: Merlin: On what planet is that the good side?? Sheepy: Myrrdin: On his. Sheepy: Meril: I want to ride a car one day... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Okay, I got it. Can I drive a car, INTO the bar? Sheepy: Meril: Wh-what?! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Okay, not INTO the BAR but through the door, as to gain passageway. Sheepy: Myrrdin: You know, depending on the size, it could fit. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Before children get their licenses they drive child's cars. Sheepy: Myrrdin: As the name implies, it's the size of a child. Sheepy: Meril: Cars...Cars are manmade, yet have children...? No, you must be pulling my leg... Arsé-kun: Merlin: ....*snnrkkrk* Sheepy: Bedi: Cars are no different than horses. Sheepy: Bedi: They ride in packs...You have to bring them to drink on occasion. Arsé-kun: Merlin: That implies a LOT of things that are absolutely not true! Cars do not have ge-[Merlin is kicked by Fou. Cancelled]* Sheepy: Bedi: You need to clean them... Arsé-kun: Barok: Cars aren't alive. Sheepy: Bedi: Well, they can die, so they must be alive. Sheepy: Bedi: They have inner workings like horses do... Arsé-kun: Barok: ... A light can die without ever being alive. And do not suggest to me that cars have the anatomy of a horse. Sheepy: Bedi: No, no. heepy: Bedi: But organs were made as well, right? And humans can now make artificial organs... Sheepy: Bedi: They're vital to life...Well, most of them. Arsé-kun: Barok: Cars do not have organs, especially not made of flesh. Please stop speaking. Sheepy: Bedi: Cars have parts in them too. Like engines. Sheepy: Bedi: Without them, they can't function. They need them. Sheepy: Bedi: Things can go badly with them just like with organs. So, you bring them to a mechanic, who's like a vet for cars. Arsé-kun: Barok: ....... Meril, please tell me that's done. I'm growing more sorrows. Sheepy: Meril: Yeah, it is. Sheepy: Meril: *he gives the drink over* Sheepy: *Shuu is more focused on playing with Fou* Arsé-kun: Barok: ... When you're done with that, make the pastel kid a sangria on the lower end so he doesn't die. Sheepy: Meril: Sounds good. Arsé-kun: Barok: ... *glances at Rom and Shuu briefly, then decides Heck It* ... In related, I'm going to strangle my brother again. Sheepy: Meril: Can I help? Arsé-kun: Barok: I'd love the help. I stopped at the Nephew's just to check in, make sure he wasn't running it like a circus. Turns out he's having a party- Which is fine, he needs the social time- but it's mostly kids and Klimt ditched. Guess~ Who got stuck babysitting for five and a half more Fucking Hours? Arsé-kun: Barok: I can deal with four kids. The minute it's double digits, fuck that. Arsé-kun: Rom: We- Arsé-kun: Barok: You two are adults and appreciated for not being cosmic embarrassments, thank you very much. Sheepy: Meril: Ouch. Sheepy: Meril: I can understand why you had to have a drink now... Arsé-kun: Barok: Oh, but wait, it gets worse! One of those kids was able to discern what I was, which, okay fine, but don't share it with the rest of them you little twerp..! Arsé-kun: *Barok takes his wings out (in public!!) to check his wings. All four. Right now* Arsé-kun: Barok: Already have three primaries missing, please don't let me smite a child. Sheepy: Meril: If you do, well, that'd be problematic. Arsé-kun: Barok: So is my wings looking like they're gonna be put on a rotisserie, but here we are. Sheepy: Meril: Oh well, huh? Sheepy: *Meril gives Rom his drink before starting on Shuu's* Arsé-kun: *Rom sips it while watching Shuu and Fouu* Sheepy: Shuu: What kind of cat is he? Sheepy: Bedi: He's Fou. Arsé-kun: Rom: You somehow answered nothing. Sheepy: Bedi: His name is Fou and he says "fou". Arsé-kun: Fou: Fou! Sheepy: Shuu: Like a pokemon? Sheepy: Bedi:....Pokey-mon? Sheepy: Bedi:....I do not know what that is....My apologies... Sheepy: Shuu:?! Arsé-kun: Merlin: He doesn't get out much, but yes! Like a pokemon! Says his name and nnnot much else. Sheepy: Bedi: I get out often... Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'm teasing you! Sheepy: Bedi:...? Sheepy: Myrrdin: No, he has a lot to say! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Most of it is insults. Sheepy: Bedi: He's very sweet... Arsé-kun: Fou: Fou Merlin, fou fou Fou fouuu! Sheepy: Shuu:...Uhuh. Sheepy: Shuu: He doesn't sound sweet... Sheepy: Meril: He's an absolute demon. Sheepy: Meril: Want my advice? If you get a pet... get a dog. Arsé-kun: *Rom tries not to snort into his drink, fail step 1* Sheepy: Meril:...Although.... Sheepy: Meril: I guess if you got a cat, it'd be like a cat having a pet cat... Sheepy: Meril:...And whatever you are. You're like every canine and feline combined into one. Arsé-kun: Rom: He's a disaster. Sheepy: Shuu: I'm a mystery...No, I've been prohibited by my manager to tell anyone. Sheepy: Meril:....? Arsé-kun: Rom: His boss. His trash boss. I'm gonna punch him. Sheepy: Shuu: Hey, he's useful if nothing else. Sheepy: Meril: Do managers not let people see each other? Arsé-kun: Rom: Usually not. Sheepy: Meril: So your species is a mystery because no one can see you... Sheepy: Bedi:...? He's clearly a Fou. Sheepy: Shuu: No, many people see me on the stage. Sheepy: Meril: Stage? Sheepy: Meril: Are you on stage too, Mr... Arsé-kun: Rom: Rom, and yes. Just not with Shuzo here. Sheepy: Meril: What's it like? Sheepy: Shuu: It's a blur. I originally tried memorizing the faces of repeat members of my audience, but there's too many people now and too much demand for tickets for them to show up and for me to recognize anyone. Sheepy: Shuu: But outside of it...It's constantly putting me outside of my comfort zone. Baseball, competitive swimming, racecar driving... Sheepy: Meril: *his eyes light up* ...race...car? You race cars? Do you joust with them too? Are there jousting tournaments for cars? Sheepy: Shuu:....???? Sheepy: Bedi: You can't joust from a car because you're in a car. If you were on a car, you could. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Just joust in a convertab-- What am I saying? Arsé-kun: Merlin: You sluts don't know what these words mean! Sheepy: Bedi: ? Sheepy: Bedi: Does it convert into a horse? Arsé-kun: Merlin: It's a car with no roof. Just joust there! Sheepy: Bedi: Incredible! Sheepy: Bedi: What do you do when it rains? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Put the fabric roof up? Am I the only one in this house that looks things up? Sheepy: Myrrdin: I do, but I never use the information. Arsé-kun: Merlin: We pay for internet and I'm the only one using it?? I could just bum off McDick's wifi, hot damn. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I use it. Sheepy: Myrrdin: But not for good reasons. Sheepy: Bedi: It's difficult to use... Arsé-kun: Merlin: *he shrugs to Shuu* Teaching boomers to use the internet. You get it. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I can use the internet. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Not you, you... insult, insult, backfired insult, twat. Sheepy: Shuu: Do you have internet here? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yes! Sheepy: Shuu:...How? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Router. Sheepy: Shuu: ...There's power outlets? Arsé-kun: Merlin: We got lights, don't we? I hope we have power. Sheepy: Shuu: True... Sheepy: Shuu: I just imagined that was magic as well... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Nope. Powering that with magic is a pain. Sheepy: Shuu: Really? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Mental equivalent to running a hamster wheel forever. Sheepy: Shuu: I wouldn't want to try that ⭐️ Sheepy: Myrrdin: If you really wanna dabble with magic, just be careful with curses. You're one incredibly hot lady away from a loveless life! Sheepy: Myrrdin: Oh, but if you're unlucky she'll choose to trap you in a tree instead. Arsé-kun: Merlin: So obviously, just don't date women. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Hey, I saw an absolute hottie earlier and- Ghhhk! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Can you not have cardiac arrest for ten fucking minutes Sheepy: Myrrdin: Listen, she was totally your type! Sheepy: Myrrdin: Not mine...! Arsé-kun: Merlin: I like dudes! ... But continue! Sheepy: Myrrdin: Definitely not!!!! Arsé-kun: Merlin: You can like someone's appearance and not want to bang. Your curse sucks. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Maybe I do, maybe I don't! Arsé-kun: Merlin: If we take your heart out and replace it with a pacemaker, will the curse go away? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Wh-what?! Sheepy: Myrrdin: Hey, I need that! Arsé-kun: Merlin: :) Sheepy: Myrrdin: Really...! Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Pfff, I know. The look on your face was amazing. Sheepy: Myrrdin: You're cruel! Arsé-kun: Merlin: What am I supposed to do, starve? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Eh...... Arsé-kun: Merlin: We're just circlejerking from each other anyway. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Yeah, I guess so. Sheepy: *there's a loud thud outside.* Arsé-kun: Rom: ?! Arsé-kun: *Merlin cracks up laughing and has to support himself on Myrrdin* Sheepy: Meril: Another guest....? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yes, seems that way. I'll- Arsé-kun: Germain: No need, I already handled it. Good evening, gentlemen. Sheepy: Sherlock: A tree! Arsé-kun: Arséne: *behind Sherlock* But are we entirely sure it's safe...? Sheepy: Meril: Good evening! ...Oh, it's safe. Sheepy: Meril: I don't have anything to gain from, you know. Ending your life. Arsé-kun: Germain: ... *he just kind of sighs* But I am surprised. You're not completely empty this time. Sheepy: Meril: Ouch... Sheepy: Myrrdin: His wallet is. Arsé-kun: Merlin: oof Sheepy: Myrrdin: So is his love life! And mine. Arsé-kun: Merlin: How's it feel, nerds? Sheepy: Myrrdin: You think I still have a chance with her? It's kinda endearing that she'd stick a curse on me that doesn't let me love anyone but her, right? Sheepy: Meril: It doesn't bother me...I just want to ride a car. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Myrrd, you're absolutely hopeless. Meril, we'll figure something out. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Maybe I'll go ask her out again later...Ohh, or maybe this super cute chick I saw- Ghhh! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Two! Two cardiac arrests! Ah ah ah! Sheepy: Myrrdin: I wonder what her type is... Sheepy: Myrrdin: Maybe I'm not enough of a studmuffin....No, maybe she just has too high standards... That'd mean I have no chance... But there's always a chance! Sheepy: Myrrdin: That's gotta be what this curse is for! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Please. Please stop calling yourself a studmuffin. I am begging you. Sheepy: Myrrdin: It's my defining trait. Arsé-kun: Merlin: This is why you got stabbed. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I've been stabbed for many reasons! Mostly for being too hot for my own good! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yoooou keep saying that, but I don't think you've actually checked. Sheepy: Myrrdin: What? Arsé-kun: Merlin: :3c Sheepy: Myrrdin:...Oh, you're saying that if I'm so hot, I should ask Vivian out again... Arsé-kun: *Arséne finally decides yeah, it's probably safe. No one seems competent.* Sheepy: Meril: So, what would you like? Arsé-kun: *Rom gets obliterated by bedi in arm wrestling in the bg. Bedi will later learn this also counts as a "Hustle", but Rom is stupid and drunk so it doesn't matter* Arsé-kun: *Arséne orders for himself and Sherlock and sits down to watch whatever nonsense is happening* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh! Right Sheepy: Myrrdin: Yeah? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I forgot, Meril, that captain was here, said somethin' about having a demon you could borrow to drive. Said it was "close enough" Sheepy: Meril: !!! Sheepy: Meril: A car....! Sheepy: *Meril begins making the ordered drink* Sheepy: Sherlock: Cars are all over the place. My brother got hit by one despite checking both ways. Sheepy: Meril: They're so stealthy...! Sheepy: Bedi: No. That's just bad driving. Driving is simple and easy. There's no reason for there to be an accident if everyone is careful unless something out of everyone's control happens. Sheepy: Bedi: That is why I keep my eyes on the road at all times and look in all of my mirrors. Sheepy: Shuu: But you mentioned earlier that you don't have a license... Sheepy: Bedi: I have no birth certificate, which is what I need to get any sort of license. Unfortunately, the world is unfriendly to Knights of the Round Table, but perhaps the reason for that is... No, no, hold your arm like this. I will help you win against me. Arsé-kun: Germain: It's entirely possible to forge a certificate. Sheepy: Bedi: With an anvil? Arsé-kun: Germain: .. With paper and ink. Sheepy: Bedi:...? Sheepy: Bedi:...... Sheepy: Bedi: No...I've never heard of blacksmiths using that. Sheepy: Myrrdin: It's illegal, isn't it? Sheepy: Bedi: It is illegal...for blacksmiths to... Arsé-kun: Barok: Faking government papers is illegal, yes, but that applies for regular mortal humans. Sheepy: Bedi:? Sheepy: Bedi: But I am a regular mortal human. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Babe, you're way past that. Sheepy: Bedi: It is not due to anything related to me that I am still alive. Sheepy: Bedi: Other than the fact I was born over a thousand years ago, I am a regular mortal human. So...I cannot brewk regular mortal human laws. Arsé-kun: Merlin: *he just sighs heavily* Sheepy: Bedi: You see, for example, I am technically old enough to get a senior discount. But, that is meant for true old people, so I leave it for them. Sheepy: Bedi:...Of course, nobody has ever thought to ask me... Sheepy: Myrrdin: Gee, wonder why. Sheepy: Bedi: Unfortunately, these discounts would be of no use because it's difficult for someone who has no proof of existence past history books to get a job. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I just run a website and make money from it. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I run a blog. Sheepy: Bedi: No... I haven't seen any evidence of that. Sheepy: Bedi: You'd probably have mud on your shoes or smell like the blog. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Blog, not bog, hun. Sheepy: Bedi: Is that a website too? Arsé-kun: Merlin: It sure is on one! Sheepy: Bedi: I see... Sheepy: Myrrdin: We make up for Meril having large bills and not making any money. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'm gonna buy a bunch of hot wheels. Sheepy: Myrrdin: We'll end up slipping on them... Sheepy: Bedi: Hot...wheels? Sheepy: Myrrdin: They're toy cars. Sheepy: Meril: Car? Arsé-kun: Merlin: *on his phone* I bought hot wheels Sheepy: Meril: How will they fit? Arsé-kun: Merlin: They're very small. They'll fit! Right up yo-*He gets kicked by Fou* Sheepy: Meril: ....But they can't be driven, can they? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Not with that attitude! Sheepy: Myrrdin: With your fingers maybe. Sheepy: Bedi: Cars are easy to drive. Sheepy: Bedi: But you cannot drive when drunk. Arsé-kun: Barok: You can, it's just illegal. Sheepy: Bedi:? Sheepy: Bedi: Really? Arsé-kun: Barok: Some people are able to use machinery when intoxicated, others cannot. It was deemed illegal for anyone intoxicated to prevent accidents. Sheepy: Bedi: Hmm...That makes sense. Arsé-kun: Barok: ... Somewhat related, but the oldest cars could only go four miles an hour. The first speeding ticket went to a man driving like... ten miles an hour, and it was like ten cents. I might be off. Sheepy: Bedi: I go the speed limit always. Sheepy: Bedi: I do not race cars. Nor break traffic laws. Sheepy: Bedi: For example, the horn is only meant to be used to prevent potential accidents. Sheepy: Bedi: However, people often use it in a way that will cause potential accidents. This may cause them to be pulled over. Sheepy: Shuu: ...? Official racecar driving is like organized chaos. It's entirely illegal on the road. People who do that are complete idiots. Sheepy: Shuu: We wear tons of protection in the assumption we will get into an accident, and even then some of us die sometimes. I haven't, obviously, but my car caught on fire once. Arsé-kun: *Distant Rom complaint, courtesy of having his face on the table. hes dying squirtle* Sheepy: Shuu: Rom? Arsé-kun: Rom: Rom's got his ass kicked, how can I help you? Sheepy: Shuu: It’s okay ⭐️ You’re still a winner in my heart ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: *he weakly gives Shuu a thumbs up. Doing that hurts, but worth it* Sheepy: Bedi: I can teach you tips to grow stronger. Arsé-kun: Rom: do they include 'don't fight the guy with the metal arm'? Sheepy: Bedi: Everyone has weaknesses. Please try looking for them. Arsé-kun: Rom: How'm I supposed to do that when I can't see or be straight? Sheepy: Bedi: Sir Kay did it just fine. Arsé-kun: Merlin: He did absolutely none of those previous statements! Sheepy: Bedi:? Sheepy: Bedi: Sir Kay always had alcohol in his system. Sheepy: Shuu: He sounds like a charmer. Sheepy: Bedi: Maybe to you. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh, to us in general, but he liked you. Sheepy: Myrrdin: He was to everyone.... Sheepy: Shuu:...But comparing Rom to him... Sheepy: Shuu: Rom is a genuinely sweet and nice guy despite his appearance. Much sweeter than me ⭐️ Hehe. Sheepy: Shuu: They aren't at all alike ⭐️ Sheepy: Bedi: ? Sir Kay is as well... Sheepy: Myrrdin: No, you're just oblivious. Sheepy: Shuu: Rom, who do you think you're closer to? Sheepy: Shuu: With genuine Knights of the Round Table here, you can answer Lancelot and get laughed at ⭐️ Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 20 Arsé-kun: *muffled laughter from Germain. further muffled disgruntlement from Not inside* Sheepy: Shuu:? Sheepy: Shuu: *his ears are perked up* Sheepy: Meril: More guests? Arsé-kun: Germain: That's a surprise. It's never this full. How exciting! Sheepy: Meril: Yes...! Arsé-kun: Merlin: But will they ram the door or not?! Lets fiiiind out! *does absolutely nothing* Sheepy: Meril: Maybe these guests will be the final push to get my antlers back... Sheepy: Myrrdin: Maybe they got discouraged. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Maybe they're shy. Sheepy: *Hansel opens the door clumsily* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh! You're out late, good evening, kids! Sheepy: Hansel: ....Hungry.......... Sheepy: Hansel:....Starving........ Arsé-kun: Germain: Unlikely, but are you coming in? Sheepy: Hansel:....With family. Arsé-kun: Germain: Who'd you bring? Sheepy: Hansel:...Guinevere. Lancelot. Arsé-kun: Merlin: .... wh. Sheepy: Hansel: So I could have food. Sheepy: Bedi:?! Sheepy: Hansel:...I want sweets. Sheepy: Guin: Hansel, do you really go to a hidden bar for food? Arsé-kun: Merlin: :O Sheepy: Hansel: It's free. I don't have to bum off of people for it. Sheepy: Hansel: I'm not picky...You can treat me next time. Sheepy: Guin:...I'll pass, thanks. Arsé-kun: *despite being taller, Lance is cowering behind Guin. fear.* Sheepy: Bedi: Q-Queen Guinevere...?! But how...? Sheepy: Meril:...Sheesh, you two got involved with her? I have to feel bad for you... Arsé-kun: Lance: ....?? *he peers around Guin* EH? Sheepy: Hansel: That one's Merlin. That one's also Merlin. The one behind the bar is also Merlin. And that one's Not Merlin. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Hey, we have names. Sheepy: Myrrdin: ...Man, but I still can't believe it...! Sheepy: Guin: How are you alive...?! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Easy, we're wizards! Next question! Sheepy: Guin: But - But Sir Bedivere isn't - and.... Sheepy: Bedi: I am currently in training. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Surrounded by three wizards and a furball! *he picks up Fou. Fou bites him* Sheepy: Bedi: Please do not give up on me so soon. Arsé-kun: *Lancelot is processing complex abstractions* Sheepy: Guin: Impossible... Sheepy: Bedi: Until I have become a knight my King can be proud of, I cannot pass. Arsé-kun: Merlin: babe you passed that benchmark like a billion years ago Sheepy: Bedi: Ah....But if I pass and in the afterlife my King tells me he is not proud of me... I would have thrown away my only chance Arsé-kun: Merlin: gonna kick ur ass Sheepy: Bedi: Do you desire that I accept that my driving force for life has been completed...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'm saying "Accept your accomplishments and keep living for our King", you twat! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Now! Arsé-kun: Merlin: *he kneels to Guin and throws his hands up after a moment of being polite* Anyway, welcome, Good Queen and Sir Knight! We do not take cash, unless you'd like to! We only deal in stories and emotions, so explaining why you are here today will settle just fine! Sheepy: Guin:...?! Um, um... Sheepy: Hansel: Food...... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Right! Meril, you're closest, get the sweets so the child doesn't die on our porch! Sheepy: Meril: Fiiiiine. *he leaves briefly before returning with food* Arsé-kun: *Fou eyes the sweets* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 7 Arsé-kun: *Lance has gone back to behind Guin and is overall having a time of some sort. He's absolutely glad to see old friends, that's true, but the shock of it all has overshadowed it by far and he was not prepared. He's also what was called the "cool" knight, so does looking like this make him an embarrassment to himself? They can see how much weight he's lost, how much he's degraded. They know. They absolutely know just by looking at him. With the looks he got, that's absolutely what they meant. And god forbid he speaks! That will make it so much worse! .. But so will making Guinevere do all the talking. But if we're telling stories, then it's going to bring up THAT...* Arsé-kun: *Overall, having a bad time. Diagnosed with anxiety/depression combo easily worse than a millennial that works retail. Haha, topical!* Arsé-kun: *also rom's still dying from getting obliterated in arm wrestling+being drunk, barok signed out of this thread a while ago, arsene is not listening at all* Sheepy: Bedi:...? Sheepy: Bedi: I suppose Sir Lancelot's good friends are not here so he has nothing to say... My apologies, I will do my best to entertain you all the same. Sheepy: Guin:...Um, thank you, Sir Bedivere. Sheepy: Bedi: A table for three. Right? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I would presume so. Sheepy: *Bedi brings them to a table for three* Sheepy: Guin: ...Thank you, but... How many other knights are there out there? Sheepy: Hansel: Sometimes people are knighted for writing stories that people like. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Who knows! Sheepy: Guin: Presumably one of you three. Sheepy: Myrrdin: At least two. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Apparently that one of us three. Sheepy: Myrrdin: However, William Shakespeare isn't one of them because the Queen hated his writing. Sheepy: Guin: I meant.... Sheepy: Myrrdin: However, William Shakespeare is dead so he doesn't factor into this. Sheepy: Meril: So soon? I wanted to watch his plays in person...Can you get them on DVD? Sheepy: Myrrdin: Make some money and you can buy it. Sheepy: Guin: I meant the Knights of the Round Table! Sheepy: Myrrdin: I saw one recently. Sheepy: Guin: Really?! Where...? Sheepy: Myrrdin: With you. Some mopey guy who looks like discount Lancelot. Have you considered adding a little anti aging cream to your daily schedule? Arsé-kun: Lance: ...?! Sheepy: Myrrdin: Hey, hey, I was kidding. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Nobody can look as stunning as we three thousands of years later. Arsé-kun: Lance: .... Guinevere is right here.. Sheepy: Myrrdin: Okay, except her. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Also, excuse you, my husband is perfect and I WILL fight you over it! Sheepy: Myrrdin: What's scary is that he looks younger now than how he looked back then...! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Mistakes were made, oh well! Sucks to suck! Sheepy: Bedi: Of course. I must become a knight that makes my King proud, so I will defy even time for him. Arsé-kun: *Merlin gives Bedi a look flat enough to rival sheet paper.* Sheepy: Bedi: :)? Arsé-kun: Lance: ... ??? *he points to Merlin, then to Bedi and back while contemplating what has been said. or is he just stupid* Sheepy: Myrrdin: Oh, yeah. Sheepy: Myrrdin: They somehow ended up getting married. Arsé-kun: Merlin: What do you mean SOMEHOW??! You were THERE! Sheepy: Myrrdin: Bedi's so absolutely oblivious to romance that you'd never expect it. Sheepy: Myrrdin: I was pretty surprised! Sheepy: Myrrdin:...Basically, I expected him to have higher standards. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh, like you have any!! Sheepy: Myrrdin: Hey! I like...Ummm.. Arsé-kun: Merlin: *he puts his hands on a stool* Go on... Sheepy: Myrrdin: Women who are just....vavoom! Blond- Ggrrkh! Arsé-kun: Merlin: CLEAR! *and he throws the stool at Myrrdin* Sheepy: Myrrdin: OW!!! Arsé-kun: Merlin: No more stroke! Arsé-kun: Merlin: :) Sheepy: Bedi: I did not think about love when serving my King because my love for my King is limitless. Sheepy: Bedi: But my King has passed, so I can focus my love towards Merlin. Sheepy: Myrrdin:....All these years later and you're still awful at expressing yourself on romantic topics... Arsé-kun: *Merlin throws flower petals. Victory was achieved* Sheepy: Bedi:....Ah, but how are Queen Guinevere and Sir Lancelot still alive? Arsé-kun: Germain: Same way I am. Sheepy: Bedi:....Oh, I was hoping it was something interesting... Sheepy: Bedi: For example...Sir Lancelot just suddenly stumbled upon immortality one day and didn't miss a beat! Such is the way of Sir Lancelot! Arsé-kun: Lance: If only. Sheepy: Bedi: Too bad.... Arsé-kun: Germain: Oh, I suppose I never told the tale of reuniting them, did I? Sheepy: Bedi: No, you didn't. Arsé-kun: Germain: Would you like me to? Sheepy: Guin:.... Arsé-kun: Germain: You're in it, it'll help pay for your drinks. Sheepy: Guin: Go ahead then. Arsé-kun: *Germain moves to a bar stool and starts telling this story to Meril. He's relatively subtle with the details, for now* Sheepy: Meril: Hmmm...It's a little bit if everything...except for... Arsé-kun: Germain: Yes, except car chases. Unfortunate. Sheepy: Meril: Too bad... Arsé-kun: Germain: Most of Idea can't drive. It's sad. Sheepy: Bedi: Driving is simple. Sheepy: Bedi: But other drivers make it difficult. Arsé-kun: Germain: Amen. Sheepy: Hansel: Don’t need it. Arsé-kun: Gretel: Can't use it. Sheepy: Shuu: ....Is that fork... No, it’s not the fork... Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he briefly glances over* It's the fork. Scared me the first time too. Sheepy: Shuu: It’s a ghost. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Oui. Arsé-kun: Rom: :v Sheepy: Shuu: Oh, right. You can’t feel it. Arsé-kun: *Rom finally picks himself up off the table to express his concerns in the most eloquent way possible* Arsé-kun: Rom: What the fuck do you mean there's a ghost now too?? Sheepy: Shuu: The fork. Arsé-kun: Rom: Forks can be ghosts??! Sheepy: Shuu: Hehe ⭐️ You’re funny. Sheepy: Shuu: Ghosts can be stored in anything. In 69 years I’ll be able to do more than just sense them. Okay? Please be patient ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Merlin: haha nice Sheepy: Shuu: Nice ⭐️ Sheepy: Shuu: But if you’re patient I’ll show you a stronger Shuu ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: You think I'm gonna live that long, you twink? Sheepy: Shuu: ....?! Sheepy: Shuu: Hmm...Hmmmmm... Sheepy: Shuu: You’re manly enough. Right? Arsé-kun: Rom: After this humiliating defeat, no. Sheepy: Shuu: ?! Arsé-kun: Rom: By then you should be able to call MY ghost and just tell me your damn self. Sheepy: Shuu: Okay. What if you face me instead? Arsé-kun: Rom: THAT I can do! Sheepy: Shuu: Okay ⭐️ Let me nerf myself a bit. *he finally tries his drink* Arsé-kun: *it's fruity!* Sheepy: Shuu: It’s nice. Thank you, Mr. Bartender ⭐ Sheepy: Meril: Sheesh, someone finally thanks me... Sheepy: Shuu: Okay, let’s go ⭐️ It should take a bit to kick in but that’s fine. Arsé-kun: Rom: Okay! 🔥 🔥 Lets go!! *he puts his nondominant hand up. that's new* Sheepy: *Shuu begins arm wrestling with Rom! ...He starts off strong, but begins throwing the match.* Arsé-kun: Rom: You're really doing this to me?! I can tell, you're giving up on purpose! That is the Legend of Bullshit, and you should feel bad! Sheepy: Shuu: But don’t you need a win to cheer you up? Sheepy: Shuu: Have you learned my body language for when I throw a match from previous experiences? So sad ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: YOU'VE THROWN PREVIOUS MATCHES?! Sheepy: Shuu: Hehe ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Merlin: get that man a shovel to dig his own grave, stat. Sheepy: Myrrdin: He already has... Arsé-kun: Merlin: A new year, a new start, and senpai's already lied to him Sheepy: Myrrdin: Poor guy. Sheepy: Shuu: You didn't notice that you play better when you're feeling down? Arsé-kun: Rom: rrrrun that by me again? Sheepy: Shuu: When you're feeling down, you play better. Sheepy: Shuu: I wonder why. Hehe. Arsé-kun: Rom: I do not! Sheepy: Shuu:.....Hmm, I usually throw games when you're sad. Sheepy: Shuu: I need to do better about that next time... Sheepy: Shuu: Okay, I'll work really hard on hiding all signs of me throwing. That way, when I throw, you won't notice that it's not a true victory. I like your smile when you've won a hard fight ⭐️ It's truly dazzling....My heart races at the sight of it ⭐️ Sheepy: Shuu: Does that sound good? Arsé-kun: Rom: ... Fine. Sheepy: Shuu: Do you dislike me throwing? Arsé-kun: Rom: Duh! It's just glorified giving up! Do! Not! Give up! Sheepy: Shuu:...Hmmm. Sheepy: Shuu: I thought it was more a pity move... Arsé-kun: Rom: I don't want pity, I want to win! Sheepy: Shuu: Then what do you recommend? Arsé-kun: Rom: Actually face me! Like a real man! Sheepy: Shuu: Hmmm....Fine. Sheepy: Shuu: What do you want if you win? Sheepy: Shuu: I'm feeling nice. Please delve into your wildest dreams ⭐️ My dream prince ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: Well, I had a dream last night about ducks that were genetically engineered to speak perfect english, but they only insulted you. ... That's not what you meant, is it. Sheepy: Shuu:....I meant what you dream of having. Arsé-kun: Rom: But you're here already. Sheepy: Shuu:...?! Sheepy: Shuu: Th-that's.... Sheepy: Shuu: Thank you. Arsé-kun: Rom: What do I want.... A million dollars, a bigass savannah tree, a new treadmill because hell if Crow will replace what he broke, a paid debt and a bird in a pear tree. ... Okay, maybe one of those at most. Sheepy: Shuu:*blank stare* Arsé-kun: Rom: ... And maybe a paid vacation without the kids. That would be nice. Sheepy: Shuu: Hmm....So someone to watch over them for a bit... Arsé-kun: Barok: *from his corner in a booth* shotnot Sheepy: Shuu: Okay ⭐️ Maybe a family friend will help instead ⭐️ Sheepy: Shuu: Do you want me to contact him? I think he works with you. Sheepy: Shuu: If he says no, I can do it. Arsé-kun: Rom: How am I supposed to go with you then?? Sheepy: Shuu:...?! Ah...with... me? Sheepy: Shuu: You're so romantic ⭐️ My heart is racing... Okay ⭐️ I'll figure something out. Arsé-kun: Rom: And if you win? Which you aren't? Sheepy: Shuu: I haven't thought about it... I got so excited thinking about granting your wishes that I'd forgotten about our game... Sheepy: Shuu: It's difficult because I don't really have any dreams at this point ⭐️ My one dream is one you can't grant. Only I can. Sheepy: Shuu: I'm sorry ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: You win and I beat your manager to a pulp. Sheepy: Shuu: Hmhm... Sheepy: Shuu: Okay. That seems fair ⭐️ Sheepy: Shuu: If I win, don't take it seriously, Mr. Prosecutor ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Barok: ... How many days do you tend to work in a row? Sheepy: Shuu:.... Sheepy: Shuu:...Mr. Prosecutor ⭐️ I can't just rat out my manager like that... Arsé-kun: Barok: 26.3., 5A, No employee is to work more than ten days in a row without a rostered day off. This law will be on your side. Carry on. *he opts to ignore the "beating a man" part* Sheepy: Shuu:....Ten, hmmm... That's pretty laughable. I don't get days off unless I'm too sick to work...But even then, there's work I can do in my bed at home or the bed in a hospital. Arsé-kun: Barok: I've decided I'm not hearing this. Do move on. Sheepy: Shuu: Oops ⭐️ Let's say I'm drunk. Okay? Hehe. Sheepy: Shuu: Okay, Rom ⭐️ You can use that as fuel to win. Arsé-kun: Rom: Okay! *his (nondominant) arm is still up and waiting.* Get on with it!! Sheepy: Shuu: *he arm wrestles with Rom!* Sheepy rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 10 Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 11 Arsé-kun: Rom: Hell yeah, take that, Shuu!! Sheepy: Shuu:...Hehe ⭐️ Good job. Sheepy: Shuu: Okay. I'll go ask Robert ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: >:D ⭐️ ⭐️ Sheepy: Shuu: [text: to Robert] Can I ask for a favor? Sheepy: Robert: [text: to Shuu] No. Sheepy: Shuu: He said no ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: Tragic. Sheepy: Shuu: ...To anything, not even that specifically...So cruel... Sheepy: Shuu: You can ask him and maybe he'll listen. Arsé-kun: Barok: It's 3 am, you moron. Sheepy: Shuu:....Hmmm. Sheepy: Shuu: But.... Sheepy: Shuu:....No, it's a secret ⭐️ Sheepy: Shuu: Okay, okay, I'll ask him in the morning if I remember. Sheepy: Shuu: Maybe I'll just hire a babysitter. Sheepy: Shuu: Do they watch over teenagers? Arsé-kun: Rom: Yeah, but not teens over a hundred. Sheepy: Shuu:....Oh, Corn. Sheepy: Shuu: Corn can, um... Sheepy: Shuu:..... Sheepy: Shuu: Corn can fend for himself, can't he? Arsé-kun: *Rom starts laughing. Is that an answer?* Sheepy: Shuu:...Too bad. Arsé-kun: Barok: He is firmly my problem in this situation. Sheepy: Shuu: I'm sorry. Sheepy: Shuu: So can we just hire a babysitter for the other two if Robert won't do it? Arsé-kun: Rom: We can try. Sheepy: Shuu:...Yeah. Sheepy: Shuu:..... Sheepy: *Shuu is out like a light!* Arsé-kun: Rom: oh. *thats the most surprise he can muster up. the alarms are all on mute* Arsé-kun: *Fou is now bored of smacking Shuu's tail, and proceeds to bother someone else. Who will it be??* Sheepy: Hansel: .......Pspspsps. Arsé-kun: Fou: *NEW TARGET ACQUIRED* Arsé-kun: *Fou jumps onto the table and onto Hansel's arm. hello. i am cat(?)*

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det. AU 15

Arsé-kun: Arséne: Now that it has been a full week from the paper revealing Glaaki, I'm going to make sure our notes are correct.

Sheepy: Sheepy: Great. Go ahead. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Starting there, I sent you to gain information. You easily dealt with this, then managed to uncover a murder case not yet known to the public and acted immediately, even if the way the information was gained was.... Not what I'd have preferred. It gained us part of a name, which was of use later. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I have to fail you on the "Reporting death to loved ones" category, though, from what I was told. Sheepy: Sheepy: Hey, I did it! That's what counts. Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he sighs* I suppose so. *he straightens his papers out (again)* Irregardless, you still managed to reach the crime scene, even if it took convincing a city pig to drive you and you being last to arrive. Once gathered there, we confirmed the identity of the killer twice-fold- Once by forensics, once by... Him. And like usual, he only gave half the needed information about our Byrd. ... And the list of people who know him seems to just keep multiplying, doesn't it? Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... Then you did the Incredibly Risky Thing™ for the second half of the information. That is how I wrote it and I am not changing it. According to the source himself, two Byrds were one prior, and the second is the personality of a rabid bear in the shape of a human, roughly. The FIRST Byrd I had already interviewed about the crimes, so we can now pin them all on the second for sure. I certainly want to interview the first Byrd again, though. Arsé-kun: Arséne: As a final note, there seemed to be a fixation on canines for.. Some reason. This will likely be important later. Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh. I wonder why. Sheepy: Sheepy: Good idea. It's important for later potentially. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Now, is that all, or is there something I missed? Sheepy: Sheepy: That seems like it's all. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Wonderful. *he puts the papers into his desk, and then pushes the newspaper off with a dramatic flourish* Then for the rest of the day, we are off from work! Sheepy: Sheepy: Great! Arsé-kun: Arséne: And with that- *he pulls two gift-wrapped boxes from under his desk* Merry Christmas. Sheepy: Sheepy: I see...I must choose wisely. Sheepy: *Sheepy chooses the gift on the right* Arsé-kun: Arséne: Non, you get both. It just wasn't wise to put them in the same box. Arsé-kun: *this box is heavier. Like a box of books or a bunch of rocks* Sheepy: Sheepy: One's alcohol and the other is a lighter for a molotov cocktail of a gift. Arsé-kun: Arséne: You don't need a gift to make those. You do it anyway. Sheepy: Sheepy: Yes. Sheepy: *Sheepy opens the gift* Arsé-kun: *it's a bunch of books. They are all cosmic horror. They are not all Lovecraft, but still in the inner circle of canon. They're all pretty thick.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh! So I can understand Nyar better! Sheepy: Sheepy: Like a book on how to take care of your pet rat but for taking care of your pet eldritch horror. Arsé-kun: Arséne: You're the expert on the subject, so I figured it would help. Sheepy: Sheepy: I appreciate it. Thanks. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I doubt I'll get the same response for the second box. Sheepy: *Sheepy opens the other box* Arsé-kun: *It's a Furby. ... It WAS a Furby. It's too long to be a Furby. Why is it so LONG? How many Furbies had to die for this sin?* Sheepy: Sheepy:......What did you feed this thing? Furniture varnish? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Twenty feet of synthetic fur and enough stuffing to fill a carnival prize booth. Sheepy: Sheepy: It's ugly. I love it. Arsé-kun: Arséne: *relief.* Sheepy: Sheepy: I bet you can't guess what your gift is. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Did you finally get me the Hope Diamond? *he's kidding, ofc* Sheepy: Sheepy: Better. Arsé-kun: Arséne: The English Crown? Sheepy: *Sheepy leaves briefly before returning with a wrapped gift. It's mostly flat.* Arsé-kun: *Arséne carefully opens it* Sheepy: *It's a sweater with a bunny on it! Arsé-kun: Arséne: You're right-- This is much better! Sheepy: Sheepy: Good! Sheepy: Sheepy: I worked hard on it! Arsé-kun: Arséne: I'm going to proudly wear it! Sheepy: Sheepy: Good! Sheepy: Sheepy: What's the plan for today? Arsé-kun: Arséne: There is no plan. It's Christmas. Sheepy: Sheepy: So we just sit around all day? Or are people coming over? Arsé-kun: Arséne: With how many people live here? Sheepy: Sheepy: It's guaranteed... Sheepy: Sheepy: I'm guessing... Mycroft, his two kids, Barok... Eh... Sheepy: Sheepy: That's all I've got. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I hope that's all, but I highly doubt it will be. Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah. I have a feeling a loud and obnoxious person will be invited. Arsé-kun: Arséne: That does not clarify much. Sheepy: Sherlock: It's Christmas! Merry Cbrismas! Sheepy: Sheepy: I was right... Arsé-kun: Arséne: Yes, Merry Chrystler. Have your gifts been good? Sheepy: Sherlock: Yes! Sheepy: Sherlock: Santa deemed me nice this year... Arsé-kun: Arséne: Fantastic. The Status Quo has been preserved. Sheepy: Sherlock: Harley said he didn't want anything and didn't care if he got something. I didn't get anything for him. Sheepy: Sheepy:...Eh, that's what you say when you want something and refuse to admit it... Arsé-kun: Arséne: I bought him a joke candle. I fully expect to be yelled at by the evening. Sheepy: Sheepy: Uh? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I can't just give the Great Detective something outright. Where's the fun in that~ Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, you're good. I'll give him a bar of soap with his house keys inside next year. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I already put them in gelatin. Good luck getting them next year. Sheepy: Sheepy: Really?! Arsé-kun: Arséne: Ask Impey to see the secret gelatin. It's real, I assure you. Sheepy: Sheepy: I want to see! Arsé-kun: Arséne: Nothing's stopping you. Sheepy: Sheepy: I'm going to go look now! *he goes* Arsé-kun: *Impey is trying to cook without getting Interrupted. It is going in a way of sorts* Sheepy: Hansel:........*stare* Sheepy: Hansel: ............Sweets........ Arsé-kun: Impey: I need to FINISH it before you can eat it! Sheepy: Hansel: I'm hungry.... Sheepy: Sheepy: I desire to see the forbidden gelatin. Arsé-kun: Impey: If you sit down and wait, I'll let you have the extra frosti- Who told you? Sheepy: Sheepy: Arsene. Sheepy: Hansel: Hmmmmm... Sheepy: Hansel: Pan-tree.... Arsé-kun: Impey: Of course he did. Second shelf, don't take it out yet. It hasn't hardened fully-- No! Sheepy: Sheepy: Thanks. *he goes to look* Arsé-kun: *it's a bowl of gelatin. there are plastic-wrapped keys inside. wow. much shock.* Sheepy: Hansel: Food is forbidden here, sister...This is truly the witch's house... Arsé-kun: Gretel: Have patience for once! Sheepy: Sheepy: Amazing. *he closes it* Sheepy: Hansel:....... Sheepy: Hansel: I'll ask Saint-Germain for food. Arsé-kun: Gretel: Lets see how that goes. Arsé-kun: *Germain is lounging and already drinking wine. wine aunt.* Arsé-kun: Germain: And here you are again, Hansel. Sheepy: Hansel: Saint-Germain....The kitchen...has no food. Sheepy: Hansel: I'm hungry.... Arsé-kun: Germain: How queer. *he picks up a large plastic bag. it's very big* Come get your sweets. Sheepy: Hansel:?... Sheepy: Hansel: That's a plastic bag. Arsé-kun: Germain: You fool. *he drops it. candy comes spilling out.* Sheepy: Hansel: It says not to eat on its packaging, so I have observed from other plastic bags...Hm? Sheepy: Hansel: I see...This must be my gift. Sheepy: Hansel: I didn't get you one. I have no money. Arsé-kun: Germain: I understand. Your presence is enough Sheepy: Hansel: I see. Many people say this. My presence is more than enough. Sheepy: Hansel: I will now be a presence in your life. Merry Christmas. Arsé-kun: Germain: How kind of you. Happy Holidays. Sheepy: Hansel: ............*loom.......* Sheepy: *Suddenly, loud obnoxious shouting!* Arsé-kun: *distant glass breaking. It scared Impey. the volume did not shatter glass. yet* Arsé-kun: Rom: --And stop yelling for five minutes! Sheepy: Crow: Eh? How else is he going to know it's me!? Arsé-kun: Rom: Who else looks like you?? It'll be fine. Sheepy: Crow: Hey! You're right! Nobody looks as perfect as me! Heheh! Sheepy: Aion: This accursed rodent is blind to the truth..........as foolish rodents usually are. Sheepy: Crow: Oi! I'm no rodent! I'm a hedgehog, not a rodent, Wimpion! Sheepy: Aion: Hedgehogs are rodents... Sheepy: Crow: I've never met a hedgehog that's a rodent. Sheepy: Crow: Although I've seen ones that live in the lap of luxury but get kept in cages.....like milkless cows in barns...... Sheepy: Crow: At the pet store....... Arsé-kun: *Yaiba's prattling on in the background and like 4 topics ahead. Typical* Sheepy: Crow: Eh? I don't get what you're talking about! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: ... They're rodents! Sheepy: Crow: N-no! Rodents have uh..... Sheepy: Crow: .......... Sheepy: Crow: Y'know....! Sheepy: Crow: Disease! Sheepy: Aion: Hedgehogs carry disease too. You are a rodent. Sheepy: Crow: Eh!?! Sheepy: Crow: I shower every day! I'm not diseased! Sheepy: Aion: Hedgehogs carry a disease that causes the very depths of your soul to yearn for escape. Arsé-kun: *Yaiba is STILL TALKING.* Sheepy: Aion: ...............Hm.......... Sheepy: Aion: ....................A guardian beast............... Sheepy: Aion: It is commonly referred to as............"Garden Gnome". Sheepy: Crow: Garden gnomes aren't alive, Dumbion! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: --And gnomes are SMALL, this is clearly not small OR wearing a pointed hat- Sheepy: Aion: It is an ascended garden gnome. Arsé-kun: *The "gnome" moves suddenly, pushing Crow over easily before picking his shovel back up off the ground and shaking the snow off* Arsé-kun: Adam: I do hope I am not a "gnome". Sheepy: Crow: *scream* Sheepy: Aion: Stay down there like the lowly rodent you are. Arsé-kun: Adam: I wouldn't be so cruel. After all. *and he stANDS BACK UP. PLEASE REMEMBER HE IS VERY TALL.* You are lower to the ground. Sheepy: Aion: ..........!? Sheepy: Aion: *he begins trembling......* Sheepy: Aion: Oh.....! Oh.......! Arsé-kun: Adam: ... *it takes him a moment to realize that could be understood as a threat and squats back down* Sheepy: *Crow sits up and shakes himself off* Sheepy: Crow: Sheesh, it's cold.....! Arsé-kun: *Yaiba has 2x increased the motor mouthing. He was given minor fright, give him like 20 minutes* Sheepy: Crow: You startled me! Sheepy: Aion: *tremble, tremble* Sheepy: Crow: To surprise someone as cool as me, you gotta be good! Arsé-kun: Adam: Then I suppose I will call this a success. Sheepy: Aion: The Dark Sun God.............................Has been overshadowed...........his light will be consumed....... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: --And that's no good, hence, let me throw you into the sky to regain your power! Sheepy: Aion: Dragged within the deepest depths of the abyss...........a sad little bird, singing for freedom within its cage....... heard by deaf ears...... Sheepy: Crow: We came because you invited me! The others decided to come because it's no Christmas without Crow! Heheheh! Arsé-kun: Adam: I see. I apologize for startling them. You can go inside, the door's open. Sheepy: Crow: Great, thanks! Sheepy: *Crow goes inside* Arsé-kun: *in THIS room, it's just Germain and Hansel (and Gretel) watching a charlie brown christmas . Aza is stuck behind them and trying to watch and failing several times per minute. The fun shit's a room over, Crow* Sheepy: Crow: *he goes to the other room* Arsé-kun: *That's where the party is! Look at that tree. It's very tree. Look at all that wrapping paper everywhere. Who's cleaning that up? Who cares!* Sheepy: Crow: Oh shoot, a tree! Where's the angel? Sheepy: Crow: I suppose I could do it... Arsé-kun: Watson: *in Sherlock's usual chair* Do not. It can't support your weight. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Then this is no Christmas tree, right? The Christmas Angel won't visit you! Sheepy: Crow: He won't know how to get here. Sheepy: Crow: I've seen him before! He's got an X-shaped scar! Just like Uncle...! I wonder what kinda Krampus he fought, huh?! Arsé-kun: Watson: I thought that was a remnant from a duel... On your uncle, I mean. Sheepy: Crow: Oh, yeah! I bet he fought a super strong enemy and ended up with that. Sheepy: Crow: But why would the Christmas Angel have it? Arsé-kun: *... There's a sound from above, before a sack drops down the chimney and neatly lands in the fireplace. h uh* Sheepy: Crow:?!?!?!?! Sheepy: Crow: The Christmas Angel is here! Sheepy: Crow:...No...but wait... Arsé-kun: Watson: Wait. I don't trust this easily. Someone more durable can check. Sheepy: Crow: Dad told me that the Christmas Angel goes down the chimney to give good angels gifts... Sheepy: Crow: Could it be...a knockoff Christmas Angel? Arsé-kun: *Van starts loading his shotgun. Watson lowers the shotgun without looking at him* Sheepy: Crow: Like maybe that Santa guy! What a faker! As if some old guy could ride reindeer across the world in one night. Hah! Arsé-kun: Watson: At this point, I'll accept anything. Sheepy: Crow: Really? You'll believe anything!? So you're that kinda doctor! Sheepy: Crow: That means you can help me! Arsé-kun: Watson: I am stuck living with, in no particular order: At least one vampire, Nyarlathotep, both Holmes, a "Frankenstein's monster", and whatever the hell the Saint is. So sure. It's possible. Sheepy: *Crow reveals his wings! They're a dark gray and somewhat ragged. all 2 of them* Arsé-kun: Watson: *without missing a beat* Have they been like this for long? It may be far too late for anything. Sheepy: Crow: Uh.... Sheepy: Crow: They were worse when I first fell a few years ago... Arsé-kun: Watson: Hm. What I will say is not using them will let the muscles atrophy and waste away, but don't overdo it either. A little bit each day. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Even though it hurts to use 'em? Arsé-kun: Watson: You don't need to get into the air. Even just moving them. Sheepy: Crow: Huh. Sheepy: Crow: I have 6 in all but when I fell... Arsé-kun: Watson: The remaining two are trying to do the work of six. Sheepy: Crow: I got super weak compared to where I was before. They're symbols of our power in a way. I can't make the other 4 show up no matter how hard I try! Sheepy: Crow: By the way, I'm not evil! I didn't commit any crimes. I was wrongly accused of one and they quickly decided to get rid of me! Arsé-kun: *Van goes to check the fireplace sack. It's legit, and VERY nicely wrapped gifts. One for Crow is on top* Sheepy: Crow: Eh? What is it? Arsé-kun: *Van tosses the gift to Crow* Sheepy: Crow:? *he catches it* Sheepy: Crow: How did the Christmas Angel know?! Sheepy: Crow: *he opens it* Arsé-kun: *it's a cow model. but wait, it's one of those hyper detailed japanese model kits. for a cow. this is ridiculous and probably cost mad cash* Sheepy: Crow: ...Eh? Sheepy: Crow: The heck? Why does the Christmas Angel always give me cows??? Sheepy: Sherlock: The case is solved! *he busts in wearing a santa outfit, dragging Barok with him* Sheepy: Sherlock: I found the person who tried to take my Christmas role! Sheepy: Crow: Satan?! Sheepy: Sherlock: San-ta! Arsé-kun: Watson: He's just dressed like Santa. Sheepy: Crow: Uncle wouldn't be Santa. Arsé-kun: Watson: Holiday tradition. Now, Sherlock, what do we have here? Sheepy: Sherlock: Barok von Zieks was on our roof! Arsé-kun: Barok: How ELSE would one access the chimney? Please, do tell me. Sheepy: Crow: Of course! To catch the Christmas Angel in the act! Sheepy: Sherlock: Eh? Who drops through a chimney? Arsé-kun: Barok: ... *he just sighs into his hands* Sheepy: Sherlock: That's dangerous. Sheepy: Crow: Uncle, did you see the Christmas Angel? He gave me a cow...again. Arsé-kun: Barok: ... .... No. Sheepy: Sherlock:...I didn't see anyone other than von Zieks...? Sheepy: Sherlock: And he was dropping gif- Arsé-kun: Barok: Shush. Sheepy: Crow: 'Course not! You can't see the Christmas Angel! Sheepy: Crow: Only good angels can. Arsé-kun: *Watson shoots Harley a quick text. He says nothing.* Sheepy: *Harley shows up soon after receiving the text* Arsé-kun: *Arséne shows up right after, with Pepper under his arm. Pepper has a little bunny sweater on.* Sheepy: Harley: ...Why does he have wings?? And why does that gremlin looking teen have wings? Arsé-kun: Barok: ... Arsé-kun: Watson: "Fallen Angel" was not a figurative term, it turns out. At least, in Crow's case. *he's so unfazed by this* Sheepy: Crow: My name is Crow! C-R-W-O! ...Shoot! C-R-O-W! That's it! Sheepy: Crow: Like the bird! Sheepy: Crow: But with a C! Arsé-kun: Watson: ... Thank you, but not the priority at the moment. Sheepy: Harley: It doesn't make much sense to me. Sheepy: Harley: I suppose it should... Sheepy: Sherlock: All crows have a c! Arsé-kun: *There's an expression of dawning realization and horror on Barok's face as he realizes that yes, his wings ARE still completely out and showing. Oh No. Oh No. Ohhhh No.* Sheepy: Crow: Did you not know that, Uncle? Arsé-kun: Barok: ... Of course I did. Sheepy: Harley: I assumed you were human... Arsé-kun: Barok: That was.... How I preferred it. Sheepy: Harley: ...Then again, I assumed this kid was human too despite him being completely open about it... Sheepy: Crow: I'm not a kid! I know I'm short, but I drank milk every day to grow tall and it NEVER worked! Sheepy: Crow: The good thing though is that I have so much calcium that my bones are probably plated with calcium armor. Arsé-kun: Barok: .... Can you let go of me now?! *he tries to shake off Sherlock* Sheepy: *Sherlock lets go* Arsé-kun: *Barok shuffles his wings before folding them down. much better* Sheepy: Crow: This doctor guy told me stuff to do to make my wings hurt less. Maybe if I keep working on it, the other four will come back. Arsé-kun: Barok: *his glare softens a little when he turns to look at Crow* Well. You had better work on that, hm? Sheepy: Crow: Yeah! I'm gonna be back to my usual tough state before you know it! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Oh, like that'll happen. Henyway, we've gotta cancel Rom, Crow, it's important, of legendary proportions and I think I lost my soul upon witnessi[omitted] Sheepy: Crow: What did Rom do? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Snogged the Trichonika freak and pretending no one saw it! Band leader, you have to deal with this! Sheepy: Crow: Ehhh?! Sheepy: Crow: Seriously, ihop crayon hair guy?! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Easter egg pastel hair guy, yes! Sheepy: Crow: We have to stop him! Sheepy: *Crow joins Yaiba* Arsé-kun: *Barok goes into the gift sack, goes around Yaiba, and hands Aion a gift. The wrapping paper is purely black. for you* Sheepy: Aion: *he's trembling all over* Sheepy: Aion:............The Reaper....The Reaper... Sheepy: Crow: Oi, Wimpion! He's not evil! He's my Uncle! Arsé-kun: Barok: *he sighs, and plucks one of his own feathers* Does this look rotted and abyssal to you? Sheepy: Aion:.....No. It's not like the rodent's feathers. Sheepy: Crow: Oi! They just are naturally this color! You're just jealous because they look cool! They looked cooler before, but still! Arsé-kun: Barok: ... Go deal with your drummer, Crow. Sheepy: Crow: Uh? Alright. Sheepy: *Crow leaves to go bother Rom* Arsé-kun: *Barok brings Aion aside, out of the room full of people* Sheepy: Aion: The Dark Sun God...Has left his peaceful sanctuary... Sheepy: Aion: To enter unknown territory... Arsé-kun: Barok: Too stressful? *he's lowered his voice* You don't need to stay in there if you don't want to. Sheepy: Aion: .......... Sheepy: Aion: The Dark Sun God... *his hand in front of his face is tightening* desires the quiet of the sanctuary...Ah...Even the squeaking of that rodent is preferred... Sheepy: Aion: But the strangers...And that piercing gaze...oh...The abyss stares into this soul of mine... Arsé-kun: Barok: Do you want to go home? Sheepy: Aion:....The rodent...Yaiba. Rom. Are familiar and comforting... Sheepy: Aion: But the crowding....The eyes....The knowing eyes... Arsé-kun: Barok: It is very crowded. I am not a fan of it either. Sheepy: Aion: The Black Monster will be dragged back into his cage by those knowing eyes... But being without ShinganCrimsonZ strikes fear into the heart of the Black Monster. Arsé-kun: Barok: .... You're not going anywhere you don't want to. Sheepy: Aion: The Dark Sun God feels great warmth from ShinganCrimsonZ...A guiding light...A symbol of freedom... He wishes to stay... But the eyes...The eyes will cage him away... Arsé-kun: Barok: .... I will speak with him about it. Sheepy: Aion:....You do not fear him? Sheepy: Aion: But those eyes... Arsé-kun: Barok: I have worked with him before. The man tends to look that way when he is trying to make an observation. A resting bitch face, if you will. Sheepy: Aion: So they are deceiving. Sheepy: Aion:....Horrifying. Arsé-kun: Barok: Yes. He has a good heart under all that ice. Sheepy: Aion:.......You're warm... The Dark Sun God finds comfort in your presence. Sheepy: Aion: The rodent is fortunate to have someone like you. Sheepy: Aion: Despite this...he seems entirely unaware of it...Why? Arsé-kun: Barok: ... It is not my place to answer that question. Sheepy: Aion: *he seems frustrated* But... if he’s aware... They must’ve told him. It was as though my existence was a mirage before this... A fantastical creature... Ever doubted. So why now... Arsé-kun: Barok: ... They're worried about you. If the Detective Prince can be brought down, nothing says the Dark Prince of the Sun can't be next. Arsé-kun: Barok: ... But you won't be. Sheepy: Aion: ....... Sheepy: Aion: No, as long as the Dark Sun God remains within his sanctuary... Nothing can happen. Arsé-kun: Barok: Is it not safest to have multiple locations in case one is unavailable? Sheepy: Aion: Un...available...? *his hand tightens and his eyes widen* U-Unavailable? The sanctuary... Can be unavailable? Arsé-kun: Barok: ... Perhaps that was the wrong thing to say. Arsé-kun: Barok: What I mean to say is that sometimes, the things we need are just too far away. Arsé-kun: Barok: I may have a shortcut you can use. But I will speak to you about it in privacy, not here. Sheepy: Aion: .......Alright. Arsé-kun: Barok: ... We don't need any stragglers knowing the things I want to tell you. Speaking of which... *he whips around the doorway and smacks Arséne with his scabbard* Mind your privacy! Sheepy: Aion: ?! Arsé-kun: Arséne: I reserve the right to be concerned about things and the fact that it's in my office..! *he nearly gets smacked again* Sheepy: Aion: *tremble, tremble* Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... Ah, I see. I'll leave you be. *and he wisely bows out* Sheepy: Aion: *he stops trembling* Arsé-kun: Barok: ... *he goes to pat Aion's shoulder and pauses* ... Do I have the permission of the Dark Sun to make holy contact? Sheepy: Aion: Yes. Arsé-kun: Barok: I am honored. *he gently pats Aion's shoulder* It'll be okay. Sheepy: Aion: .........Hopefully. Arsé-kun: Barok: I'll see what I can arrange. *pat, pat* Now go catch up with your friends. You're best off with them right now. Sheepy: *Aion seeks out the others, only to find...!* Sheepy: Crow: Why're you kissing the Easter Bunny, huh?! Arsé-kun: Rom: What?! Sheepy: Crow: Yeah! Look at him! He's clearly the Easter Bunny! Sheepy: Crow: Uh...! The hair! Sheepy: Crow:....And those rabbit ears (?)! Arsé-kun: Rom: .... *he looks at Shuzo and back* I can't deny the hair part, but the rest! What?? Sheepy: Shuzo: Have you ever seen a rabbit? Sheepy: Crow: Rabbits...! *he puts his fingers up on his head like rabbit ears* Have horns like this, and then fluffy ears, don't they? Sheepy: Shuzo: Sometimes exploring your imagination too deeply distorts reality ⭐ Take a break, Dream Traveler ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: You've both started speaking but I can't understand you. Sheepy: Crow: He's about as comprehensible as Wimpion! Your type is awful...! Arsé-kun: Rom: Shuu, can you speak like the rest of us for five minutes? I can't deny some of these statements. Sheepy: Shuzo: Force of habit ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: I'm going to deck the halls with your face ⭐ Sheepy: Crow: How's he sparkling on command like that? Arsé-kun: Rom: Practice and at least two layers of curses. Sheepy: Shuzo: I was saying that he was delusional. Arsé-kun: Rom: Ah, that makes much more sense, I agree! Sheepy: Crow: Oi! No! I'm Crow! C-R-O-C! Sheepy: Crow:....W! CROW!! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Croc? The shoe brand specifically named Crocs? Were those horrendious fashionpieces named after you, henceforth warning the world at large of their malevolent nature?? Sheepy: Crow: No! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Croc and the legend of removing the second C to avoid being called the crocs boy Sheepy: Crow: Eh?! Eeeehhh?! Sheepy: Crow: *extremely anxious tail swishing* Wh-what?! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Have I unlocked your tragic croc-based backstory?? Are the legends of ancient horrible footwear true? Sheepy: Crow: H...How'd you know, huh?! Sheepy: Crow: Oh, oh...! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: *doing the glasses shine thing* You were removed from the Heavens for inventing Crocs, I see now! Sheepy: Crow: Now everyone's gonna know that I've got some nerdy name and they'll- Eh?! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: What? Sheepy: Crow: I don't even know what a croc is! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: I'm just messing with you, don't tell me I henceforth actually got something legend of correct! Sheepy: Crow: Uh...uh.... Sheepy: Crow: Uh..... Sheepy: Crow: This is no fair! Angels can't lie! Arsé-kun: Rom: How did we get here Sheepy: Shuzo: I don't know... Sheepy: Crow: Rom, Yaiba's bullying me! Arsé-kun: Rom: Yaiba, shut up. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: *sputters* Arsé-kun: Rom: Now where were we? ... Right. Shuu, you really do look like a bunch of peeps were melted and dropped onto your head. Sheepy: Shuzo: Is that how I ended up being the Easter Bunny? Arsé-kun: Rom: It's very likely. Sheepy: Aion:........... Arsé-kun: Rom: Welcome back, Aion. You aren't missing much. Sheepy: Aion: *he tilts his head upwards, staring at Rom* I see... Arsé-kun: Rom: ... And no, I am NOT possessed! Sheepy: Aion: The Dark Sun God distrusts this. Sheepy: Crow: Then why would you date ihop crayon hair over here? Arsé-kun: Rom: Because that's not his real hair color!! I don't like it either! Sheepy: Shuzo: I'll change it to anything for you ⭐ My Dream Traveler ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: I request you stop that before I hit you with a gingerbread house! Sheepy: Shuzo: How romantic ⭐ Sheepy: Shuzo: You're hunting for a dream house already...how mature ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: Stop that!! Sheepy: Shuzo: *smug grin* Arsé-kun: Rom: You... Youu..!! Arsé-kun: Rom: I can't threaten you! You'd probably like it! Sheepy: Shuzo: Hahaha~ It's fun to press your buttons! Sheepy: Crow: Hey, don't be a jerk to Rom! Or I'll fight you! Arsé-kun: Rom: I'll punch both of you out if you try! Sheepy: Shuzo: Oh, dear, no, I wouldn't fight you. Your vibes are absolutely atrocious. Arsé-kun: Rom: I can't punch you anyway. You would enjoy the experience and then what am I supposed to do?? Sheepy: Shuzo: I wouldn't enjoy it. Don't assume that about me. I might like causing problems but I don't like dealing withthe consequences. Sheepy: Crow: If you anger a cow, expect to get gored! Sheepy: Crow: If you need stronger bones, drink milk! Sheepy: Crow: I have maximum defense because I drink milk and get punched by Rom! Sheepy: Shuzo: Worry not. I can see your weak point ⭐ Sheepy: Shuzo: But my survival instincts tell me that if I ever am put into a situation where I have to fight you, I should flee with my tail between my legs. Sheepy: Crow: Yeah, yeah, 'cause I'm the strongest! Sheepy: Crow: Hahahahahahaha! Sheepy: Shuzo: Really? But Rom always wins anyway? Arsé-kun: Rom: Don't- Don't encourage it. Sheepy: Shuzo: My apologies. Sheepy: Crow: Huh? Of course. Sheepy: Crow: Someone as manly as Rom would never lose in a fistfight. Sheepy: Crow: But when it comes to tending cows...! I'd win every time! Sheepy: Shuzo: I have little knowledge on cows... Sheepy: Crow: You should know more! Sheepy: Crow: Every Holstein cow has a unique pattern! Sheepy: Crow: They're very cute! You know, a cow will stand up and lie down around 14 times a day? Sheepy: Crow: I liked petting my cows and talking to them. They're very affectionate! Sheepy: Shuzo:...If I go natural with my hair color, this kid is going to compare me to a cow... Arsé-kun: Rom: He asked me if I was a cow. It's inevitable. Sheepy: Shuzo:...I'm keeping this hair color, I can't risk the embarrassment of being called a cow ⭐ Sheepy: Crow: I wouldn't call you a cow. You're too lame to be a cattle. Sheepy: Aion: Yes....That is why...Rom must be possessed. Arsé-kun: Rom: Oh, we're still on that?? I'm not possessed! Sheepy: Aion: Are you certain? Then why him? Arsé-kun: Rom: Because I liked him BEFORE he was in this sparkledog band. Sheepy: Crow: Before? Sheepy: Crow: What, was he a nerd back then? Arsé-kun: Rom: .... I can't say yes OR no to that! Sheepy: Crow: Huh? You don't know? Sheepy: Aion: Cryptic... Sheepy: Shuzo: It's a secret ⭐ Sheepy: Shuzo: But I'll say that I was good competition for him in ping pong. But now I'm rusty ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: Then practice!! Sheepy: Shuzo: I'll consider it just for you. Sheepy: Shuzo: Perhaps you have stagnated too. Arsé-kun: Rom: Absolutely not!! Sheepy: Shuzo: Would you like to prove it? Arsé-kun: Rom: Of course I would!!! Sheepy: Shuzo: Then I suppose I should let you face me ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: I'll kick your ass! Sheepy: Shuzo: We'll see! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: No wonder they get along, they've got the same level of co[omitted] Sheepy: Crow: They're both really competitive! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: I JUST said that! Sheepy: Crow: I stopped listening. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: I wasn't even one sentence in! Sheepy: Crow: Huh. Sheepy: Crow: ........ Sheepy: Crow: That's a long one sentence! Sheepy: Aion: The rodent has no attention span..... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: None at all! He'll stop listening at five words! Sheepy: Crow: That's not true! Sheepy: Crow: I have a great attention span! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Hence? Would you like to test this? You certainly know I can speak for long periods of time, a talent you could never possess even if you tried, for I am t[omitted] Sheepy: Crow: You just talk way too much! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Hence, but I had to listen to the entire 27 cow facts for three days in a row! And you have a problem with my amount of speech? Legend of hypocrite! Sheepy: Crow: But that's actually interesting! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: It was so legendarily boring! Arsé-kun: *Rom grabs both Crow and Yaiba before pushing them down* Arsé-kun: Rom: Both of you ramble excessively! The only thing it's good for is supporting plant life and stealing valuable oxygen from the people who need it! Sheepy: Crow: !?!?! Sheepy: Aion: *pose* Incredible..... What wise words! Arsé-kun: *Yaiba is equally as stunned as Crow* Sheepy: Crow: Amazing!! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: So inspirational..! Sheepy: Aion: As to be expected by a man with a full time job! Sheepy: *Aion is awestruck... as usual* Arsé-kun: Rom: Now stop fighting! I'm going to beat my man's ass in ping pong and he's going to feel the pain of defeat well until tomorrow! Sheepy: Shuzo: *squint* Sheepy: Aion: But where is this ping pong table? The Dark Sun God has seen it not. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: There might be one around here! We never asked! Sheepy: Crow: Hah! I could beat Rom! That's why it's hidden! So I don't unleash my full potential! Arsé-kun: Rom: *he just smirks at Shuzo* Sheepy: Shuzo: I won't lose ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: I won't go down without a fight! 🔥 Arsé-kun: *To their great joy, it turns out Saint-G does in fact own a ping pong table. Nobody ever asked about it.* Sheepy: Aion: The Dark Sun God has little interest in this sport, so he will watch. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Rom, you cannot lose this battle! The fate of our band's name is at... No, the fate of the world is at stake! Sheepy: Crow: Yeah! It'll be embarrassing if you lose to the Easter Bunny! Arsé-kun: Rom: It'll be embarrassing if I lose, period, full stop! Arsé-kun: *Rom's fired up! With the aim and strength befitting a mature man that works a full-time job, he bounces the ball over the net. #hypesquaaad* Sheepy: *Shuzo passes it back with grace! As the Dream Prince/Prince of the Stars/Black Swan would!* Arsé-kun: *... They're playing a normal game of ping-pong, outside of the extreme effects* Sheepy: *It doesn't take long for Shuzo to bump the table wrong, suddenly stopping and clutching his chest* Arsé-kun: *Rom "accidentally" smacks the ball off the table, leaning forward on it* Arsé-kun: Rom: Shuu, are you okay?? Sheepy: Shuzo: Ugh-! *he winces* I-I'm just...dreamy ⭐ *cringe* Sheepy: Crow: Rom won! I knew he would! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Victory by disqualification. Legendary as always! Sheepy: Aion: The Dark Sun God disagrees with this. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Wh-what do you mean? The opponent can't[omitted] Sheepy: Aion: The gosling is clearly injured. A true man like Rom would not prey on the weak nor injured. Sheepy: Aion: And so...! Rom will certainly punch his bones back into place! Sheepy: Crow: What?! Amazing! Arsé-kun: Rom: I was about to commend you but Aion! No! They're already broken, I can't punch them into one piece! Yet! Sheepy: Aion: ? Sheepy: Shuzo: Something as s-small as this won't stop- *wince*- stop me. Arsé-kun: Rom: Sit your ass down before I kick it to the next galaxy. Sheepy: Shuzo: How cruel ⭐ Sheepy: *Shuzo does sit down, though!* Arsé-kun: Distant Watson: -- And I absolutely do not trust you near my patients! You may be better than your son, but that is an extremely low bar to clear! Sheepy: Shuzo: Oh, he's fast... Arsé-kun: Rom: Wasn't... Wasn't that man here when we got here? Sheepy: Shuzo: What do you mean? Arsé-kun: Rom: What was there to misunderstand? Sheepy: Shuzo: Dr. Watson lives here. But he's fast to recognize someone needs his help ⭐ How talented ⭐ Arsé-kun: Watson: I was told. *there he is!* But thank you. Sheepy: Shuzo: Hello. It seems I need you. Arsé-kun: Watson: I see. What part of "No physical activity" did you miss out on? Sheepy: Shuzo: Haha... ⭐ I can't help but to get fired up around Rom~ ⭐ Arsé-kun: Watson: It's bad enough you walked here. *he goes to make sure Shuzo didn't actually injure himself more* Sheepy: Shuzo: Sorry. Arsé-kun: Rom: ... Arsé-kun: Rom: So which of you kids wants to try and dethrone the king from his ping pong throne? Sheepy: Crow: Oi! I'm no kid! Sheepy: Crow: You'll lose if you treat me as one! Arsé-kun: Rom: You can barely ride a roller coaster, you absolutely are. Sheepy: Crow: H-Hey!!! Arsé-kun: Rom: :3c Sheepy: Aion: Someone as short as you definitely is a child. Sheepy: Crow: No!!!! Arsé-kun: *Yaiba is saying words* Sheepy: Crow: Eh....Eh.... Sheepy: Crow: At least 102? Maybe more, maybe less! I don't know! Sheepy: Aion: This is the fifth age the rodent has given.... Sheepy: Crow: Hey, that's because I don't know!!! Sheepy: Crow: I raised cows all my life! I didn't do competitive aging! Arsé-kun: *The great daemon sultan Azathoth has been lost this entire conversation. He's just watching what Watson was doing but, but. Wings? Wings on a furry child? Competitive aging? ???? he's very lost.* Arsé-kun: Yaiba: ... What is COMPETITIVE AGING Sheepy: Crow: ? Sheepy: Crow: You don't know? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: What in the legend of hell is that supposed to mean?? Sheepy: Crow: It's when you brag about being older than someone else. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: You win, old man Crow! Sheepy: Crow: I never knew any angels around my age so I assume that's a game they play....Huh?! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: If you're really that old, you beat all of us combined, hence, you're actually an old man! Sheepy: Crow: I'm only like 16 or 17 in uh... Sheepy: Crow:.... Sheepy: Crow: Uuuuuncle! How old am I?! Arsé-kun: Barok: In human years or enochian? Sheepy: Crow: I'm not an echidna! I'm a hedgehog! Arsé-kun: *barok does not respond to this, instead slamming down another drink* Sheepy: Crow: In whichever one is more accurate! Arsé-kun: Barok: [text: to Crow] 16 in human years, 128 in Enochian. Sheepy: Crow: I'm 16 in human years! Sheepy: Crow: You're like 10 in human years, right? Sheepy: Aion:.......... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: [omit] Sheepy: Aion: The Black Monster's age....Is impossible for a rodent like you to comprehend. Sheepy: Crow: 11? Arsé-kun: Watson: --Take one now, and one right before you leave. Do not take them together under any circumstance. Sheepy: Shuzo: Don't worry. I won't. I have experience with these things ⭐ Arsé-kun: Watson: Unless you want to text your ex several more times. Sheepy: Shuzo: Worry not, Watson~ I have no ex to text ⭐ I've eliminated my ex! *laugh- he covers his mouth. he coughs a few times before wheezing. he flinches* How unattractive ⭐ So sorry. Arsé-kun: *Rom smirks again* Sheepy: Shuzo: Although I suppose you've seen this side of me before, Dr. Watson. No need for me to be embarrassed ⭐ Arsé-kun: Watson: I can understand it. Your boyfriend is present, as are children. Sheepy: Crow: Oi! I'm no children! Arsé-kun: Watson: Teenagers count as children. Sheepy: Crow: I bet I'm older than you in human years! You're like 15, right? Arsé-kun: Watson: ... I'm 37. Sheepy: Crow: EH?! Sheepy: Crow: The heck?! Since when do humans grow that old?! Arsé-kun: Barok: [text: to Crow] Humans can live to 100. on th e other hand i am 234 and unstoppable Sheepy: Crow:?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: *i wanna see* Sheepy: Crow: It's a special text from my uncle! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: *he is taller than Crow so it is not a hard task to read over his shoulder* ... Well, nevermind, HE'S the legend of extremely old! Sheepy: Crow: Hey! Don't look at his texts! They're super secret! Stop being taller than me! Arsé-kun: Barok: [text: to Crow] I MADE A DRUNK ERROR. ENOCHIAN YEARS ARE THE LARGER NUMBERS BECAUSE HUMAN YEARS ARE MUCH SHORTER. PLEASE SWITCH THE AGES I GAVE AROUND. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: :v Sheepy: Crow:?!? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Wow, old man Crow, how's it feel to be over 100?? Sheepy: Crow: I'm not old! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: He just said the big number is the right one, so you're over 100. Old. Arsé-kun: Rom: ... ... Arsé-kun: Rom: ...... So are we going to ignore the part where I was called Shuu's boyfriend? Sheepy: Aion: You wouldn't kiss someone you aren't dating. Arsé-kun: Rom: I. Arsé-kun: Rom: I can't come up with a counter to that. Sheepy: Crow: I'm a boyfriend too! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Hence, have none of you been kissed on the cheek by a grandmother?? Did any of you have grandparents? Did Crow even HAVE parents? Sheepy: Crow: Huh? Arsé-kun: Rom: ... Crow, we mean the romantic dating kind of boyfriend. Not a friend that is a boy. Sheepy: Crow: I never met my mom but my dad disappeared when I was 6 so I've really only ever had my uncle... Sheepy: Aion:........ Arsé-kun: Rom: ANYWAY Arsé-kun: Rom: The statement of me being Shuu's date, his romantic partner... Doesn't that sound ridiculous? Sheepy: Crow: It does because I can't imagine you having taste that bad! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: I was starting to think you really were possessed by his cosmic powers! Sheepy: Aion: The Dark Sun God believed you the type to date someone working a full time job.. Arsé-kun: Rom: I know, right? But it's... Arsé-kun: Rom: TRUE, sike, you thought I was gonna say it wasn't true! Sheepy: Aion: ...... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: ........ Sheepy: Aion:......But you wouldn't kiss someone you aren't dating upon the lips... Arsé-kun: *Yaiba has 404'd.* Sheepy: Crow: Wow! April Fools came early this year! Arsé-kun: Rom: ... *he makes eye contact with Crow, leans down and gives Shuzo a quick kiss. He never lets it up.* Sheepy: Shuzo: How romantic ⭐ My pain is gone thanks to your magic ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: *smacks a star out of his face* You have got to get that under control. Sheepy: Shuzo: My apologies. Sheepy: Crow: Huuuh? But why someone as lame as him? Arsé-kun: Rom: Shuu, do you think we could maybe update some of those old tracks and show them why? Sheepy: Shuzo: Hmm...We don't have the other members...but it'd work. Arsé-kun: Rom: We'll make do. Sheepy: Shuzo: I'll enjoy it. Of course...we only released one...so we could do that one. Arsé-kun: Rom: I doubt they'll recognize it, but I'd enjoy it. Sheepy: Shuzo: I suppose I have to heal first so Dr. Watson isn't disappointed in me~ How sad~ Arsé-kun: Rom: Well, I have an alternative. Sheepy: Shuzo: Huh? Arsé-kun: Rom: >:3 *he pulls out his phone and fiddles a bit with it. the first notes trickle on..* Sheepy: Shuzo: That's your ringtone? How embarrassing. Arsé-kun: Rom: I still like it. Now shush. Arsé-kun: Rom: *he waits a decent bit into the vocals* ... Not the words, you guys. The vocals. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Isn't this the Easter Bunny? Arsé-kun: Rom: Yes. Yes, it is. Sheepy: Crow: It's less sparkly than the other lame junk he sings. Arsé-kun: Rom: I prefer it over those. Sheepy: Aion: Much less artificial. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: h-h-how are we being so casual about this, and is that Rom's drumming? ?? ? Arsé-kun: Rom: :) Sheepy: Aion:....?? Should the Dark Sun God be surprised? Sheepy: Crow:...Eh? Ehhhh? Rom played with this loser before our band?! Arsé-kun: Rom: Do you want to fight over it, right here, inside a guest's house on christmas?? Sheepy: Crow: I'll show you my crimson fist! Arsé-kun: Rom: But what can it do against the mature adult man?! Sheepy: Crow: Hah! It can break through anything! Even wood! Arsé-kun: Rom: *he picks up the ping pong ball* But not through this! Sheepy: Crow:?! Oh? You want to challenge me? Arsé-kun: Rom: Yes! I'm calling you out! Sheepy: Crow: On this holy night as I burn with crimson passion? Sheepy: Crow: *he picks up a ping pong paddle* I'll take you on! Arsé-kun: *they proceed to play ping pong. no one dies* Sheepy: *a surprise* Arsé-kun: *Watson decides that's enough nonsense for the afternoon and leaves the room to get another cup of coffee* Sheepy: *Nyar is eating an avocado in the shell while listening to Barok. Sherlock is fascinated by Barok. Harley is horrified by everything* Arsé-kun: *Barok is also horrified by what Nyar is doing but is completely ignoring it in favor of retelling the history of japan. also, he's very drunk. on purpose.* Arsé-kun: Barok: -So, the Mongols came over ready for war and died in a tornado. (The year is now 1281) But, they tried again and had a nice time fighting with the Japanese but then died in a tornado. Sheepy: Nyar: That's relatable. Arsé-kun: Barok: Tornadoes have a history of ruining things. Arsé-kun: Barok: ... Then the emperor overthrows the shogunate. Then the shogunate overthrows him back and moves to Kyoto and makes a new shogunate. And the emperor can still dress like an emperor if he wants; that's fine. Sheepy: Sherlock: What's a shogunate? Sheepy: Harley: I'll tell you later. Arsé-kun: Barok: A military king, more or less. Sheepy: Sherlock: Like George Washington! Arsé-kun: Barok: ... Yes? Sheepy: Sherlock: Wow! Sheepy: Sherlock: I didn't know George Washington was from Japan. Arsé-kun: Barok: ... ... Arsé-kun: Barok: I need another drink. Sheepy: Harley: Sherlock, can you not be incompetent for two minutes? I'm trying to work and you're dropping my IQ. Sheepy: Sherlock: Eh? He's not, huh... Arsé-kun: Watson: Who's IQ is playing limbo today? How low can it go? Sheepy: Harley: I imagine down to 120 and no lower. My apologies, I'm not skilled at limbo. Sheepy: Sherlock: Tell me more about Japan! Arsé-kun: Barok: Right, yes. It’s time for "Who’s going to be the next shogun?" Usually, it’s the shogun’s kid, but the shogun doesn’t have a kid, so he tries to get his brother to quit being a monk and be the next shogun. He says "Okay". But then the shogun has a kid. So, now who’s it gonna be? Vote now on your phones... And everyone voted so hard that the palace caught on fire and burned down. Arsé-kun: Aza: .... Was under the idea that phones were invented much later... *he slightly pushes Nyar off the seat to also sit there. you could Not Do That, sir* Arsé-kun: Barok: .... They were. *the vibes here are now uncomfy* Arsé-kun: *... and there's muffled grumbling from the sack Nyar brought back with him. Watson takes particular notice of it* Arsé-kun: ??: .... and I thought Azathoth had no focus, but now his kid forgets about me. Like father like fission. How long am I supposed to wait to meet mine, a thousand eons until death dies..?? Sheepy: Nyar: Oh geez, my bag is talking! Sheepy: Nyar: Why?- Hey, chairs are built for one person! Arsé-kun: Aza: .... That matters..? Sheepy: Nyar: ... Eh, I break all other rules! Sheepy: Sherlock: What’s in your bag? Sheepy: Sherlock: Is it a child in your Krampus sack? Sheepy: Nyar: You think I eat children? Sheepy: Sherlock: Yes. Arsé-kun: Aza: ... Sheepy: Nyar: No! I don’t eat people! Sheepy: Nyar: They’re probably like sloths. Arsé-kun: Aza: ... You're not y'g-- What Sheepy: Nyar: You don’t know? Sheepy: Nyar: Sloths are blind, slow, and have basically no intelligence. Sheepy: Nyar: They survive by being not worth eating. Arsé-kun: ??: *still muffled by the bag* You're not worth it either! Sheepy: Nyar: Hey! Sheepy: Sherlock: Who is in the bag? Arsé-kun: Aza: .... 'y is M'les here...? Sheepy: Nyar: Why not? I’m spending Christmas with you so he should spend Christmas with Watson. Whatever. Maybe I’m growing soft! Arsé-kun: *Watson slowly. Puts his cup down so he doesn't inevitably drop it* Sheepy: Nyar: *he opens the bag* Arsé-kun: Miles: *visibly frustrated with Nyar. this boy looks like Watson. This should not be as shocking as it is.* Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, you should’ve said something sooner. Sheepy: Sherlock: Hey, your bag really is a Krampus sack. My deduction was correct. Sheepy: Sherlock: But why does he look familiar? Arsé-kun: Miles: I'm not that young, Uncle Holmes..! *the frustration continues* Sheepy: Sherlock: Mycroft has a third child?! Arsé-kun: Miles: No!! Sheepy: Sherlock: ...Aha! The second guess is always right! Sheepy: Sherlock: ...Harley has a child?! Arsé-kun: Miles: *he just slowly looks at Nyar* I thought you told them already! Sheepy: Nyar: I did. Sheepy: Nyar: Holmes is just an idiot. Sheepy: Sherlock: I’m not. Sheepy: Nyar: Oh, he has close competition. Arsé-kun: Aza: :I Arsé-kun: Watson: ... Sherlock, may I suggest an alternative solution? heepy: Nyar: The brains is the other one who doesn’t seem interested in you. He is, but he’s nervous around children because he never was one himself and doesn’t know how to interact with them. Sheepy: Nyar: This one’s an empty suit. Sheepy: Sherlock: What is it? Arsé-kun: Watson: He's mine!! *he goes over and, with the tables assistance, gets down to Miles' level. He starts to say something, but Miles throws himself onto Watson. Aw. Finally united.* Sheepy: Sherlock: Huuuuuh? Sheepy: Sherlock: But you only have Iris... Sheepy: Nyar: I explained this to you. I explained this to you! Arsé-kun: Aza: .... .... Free fetus in the morgue. Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, that’s not why. Arsé-kun: Aza: ... But it was free. Sheepy: Nyar: I got fascinated because that old witch decided to assassinate the mother. Arsé-kun: Aza: free Sheepy: Nyar: Was that really your reason? Arsé-kun: Aza: .... No but it isn't wrong. Sheepy: Nyar: Sheesh, try to think towards the future a little more...Oh. Arsé-kun: Aza: ... ... *he starts considering tomorrow. time may be a construct but he can think about it. it will be a day. and he's bored already* ... The future exists, I can certainly say. Sheepy: Nyar: That’s it, huh... Arsé-kun: Aza: .... Do have a single idea. Merely one. Arsé-kun: Aza: ... *he reaches across the table to snag a blank piece of paper from Harley and starts sketching something. you'd be forgiven for thinking it's a human arm. it is not. he is focused on this One Task, he's gonna Do Something* Sheepy: Nyar: What is that? Arsé-kun: Aza: Saw something. *he adds a few feathers. oh. it's a wing. well, the skeletal structure of one* Sheepy: Nyar: What, a bird? Arsé-kun: Aza: No. Sheepy: Nyar: Hmmm...Wings... Arsé-kun: Barok: *he leans forward for a better view* Ain't mine, I'll tell you that much. Sheepy: Nyar: Maybe that gremlin. Arsé-kun: Barok: *visible alarm* Sheepy: Nyar: What? It’s not your problem. Arsé-kun: Aza: ... Fixing is morally "good", yes..? Is that how this works...? Sheepy: Nyar: Yeah, I guess so! Sheepy: Nyar: You break something and fix it and people will consider you good for fixing it, huh? Arsé-kun: Aza: .... But if I didn't break it... Sheepy: Nyar: I could! Arsé-kun: Aza: Not this. Got something else for you. Sheepy: Nyar: Eh? I can’t shatter the kid? That’s no fun. Arsé-kun: Barok: Try n' I cut you into tiny pieces! Sheepy: Nyar: Oh, you’re more fun when you’re drunk! Sheepy: Nyar: Although his Dad’ll kill me if I do... Arsé-kun: Barok: I'll do it sober--- Arsé-kun: Barok: THAT'S what you meant, you dog?! Sheepy: Nyar: Huh, you didn’t know? Sheepy: Nyar: Of course I know the guy. I’ve worked with him. Arsé-kun: Barok: I figured, but never thought you'd be outright! *his hand's on his sword hilt. Nyar? you're in danger* Sheepy: Nyar: Huh. I didn’t do anything to the guy, you know? Sheepy: Nyar: I didn’t make him sign any unfun contracts. Sheepy: Nyar: Maybe. Sheepy: Nyar: ...With the reward of granting a wish. Maybe. Sheepy: Nyar: Who knows! Sheepy: Nyar: But sometimes the people you hold dear are capable of unspeakable things. Perhaps they aren’t forced into it as you may think. Arsé-kun: Barok: *he starts getting up irregardless. He's so completely done with Nyar's shit* Sheepy: Nyar: Oh? You’re approaching me? Arsé-kun: Aza: *without looking up* Don't get blood on my studies, children. Arsé-kun: Barok: I can't beat the hell out of you without.... Actually, I can, but it's not fun. You deserve my sword. Sheepy: Nyar: Then come as close as you’d like! Sheepy: Harley: Don’t get blood on my work. Go stab him over there if you want. Arsé-kun: Barok: I won't. No guarantees he won't. Sheepy: Nyar: Eh? Can’t handle a little show and tell? Gotta get all stabby? Arsé-kun: Barok: Absolutely not. Perish. Arsé-kun: *Barok lunges over the chairs at Nyar, but both of them suddenly just Stop in place. No color, no movement, it's very eerie and obviously not right. Azathoth glances up at this and mumbles something about his grandson. The paused individuals are warped out back and dropped face-first into the snow. The Christmas tree- or something on it- quietly laughs.* Sheepy: Nyar: Huh! Sheepy: Nyar: That's unique. Sheepy: Nyar: You can try to kill me, but you're shutting up a pretty good resource, you know? Not to worry, though. Sheepy: Nyar: Accidents happen. Sheepy: Nyar: So even if you do cut off a valuable resource, you'll learn what I know, huh? Just...There'll be more... Sheepy: Nyar: ...Accidents. Arsé-kun: Barok: *he glowers at Nyar from the snowbank he landed in* You can't die yet, certainly, but I can make you shut up for the evening at least. Sheepy: Nyar: Can you? Arsé-kun: Barok: We'll certainly find out! Sheepy: Nyar: Greater foes have tried to shut me up in the past with no avail. Sheepy: Nyar: But, you know, I'm kinda petty, huh? Someone bats me around and I think...Huh! Sheepy: Nyar: Their toy train looks pretty cool. It'd be a shame if something happened to it. Arsé-kun: Barok: ... *he slowly pulls out his undoubtedly holy sword. On Christmas, the Holy day of Jesus' birth. 5x damage mod.* Sheepy: Nyar: But that toy train could easily mow down a few innocents on its tracks thanks to its destructive potential, huh? If its safety brakes fail enough times, it may end up dismantled. Sheepy: Nyar: Maybe its safety brakes have failed before. Arsé-kun: Barok: Maybe you crushed the safety brakes for a thrill. Sheepy: Nyar: Oh, no. Sheepy: Nyar: Not yet. Arsé-kun: Barok: Not "yet" you say, actively trying to annoy me. Sheepy: Nyar: Right now little Thomas the Tank Engine is just tooting on his merry way, you know? Sheepy: Nyar: But what if I shatter the safety brakes? Sheepy: Nyar: I wonder what would happen? Would you let little Tommy go on a rampage? Or stop it yourself, risking damaging the frame? I'm a little petty. A little curious. Arsé-kun: Barok: I don't think your father would like you messing with his subject. What would he think? You could ruin his entire study. Sheepy: Nyar: You'd let him get studied by my Dad? Sheepy: Nyar: Wow. Arsé-kun: Barok: If he keeps his word, I may permit it. Sometimes stupid works, as you prove. Sheepy: Nyar: You really trust too much. Arsé-kun: Barok: You think too lowly of him. Maybe that's why you have daddy issues. Sheepy: Nyar: Once Dad gets bored with his toy it's my toy. Leftovers, perhaps, but I like you. You fascinate me. So maybe I'll want that toy. Sheepy: Nyar: Daddy issues, huh? Sheepy: Nyar: But he's slowly getting better at that. Arsé-kun: Barok: "I hope dad~dy says I did a good job!" Sheepy: Nyar: Ah, but do you have anyone who even cares about you enough to give you loving praise anymore? Sheepy: Nyar: I find value in it because I care about him. Arsé-kun: Barok: But I thought you didn't want to "Go soft", and here you are caring. Cute. Sheepy: Nyar: I've been going soft for a while. Sheepy: Nyar: It'll make things worse when I inevitably cause trouble again! Arsé-kun: Barok: IF you do! Sheepy: Nyar: If I don't, that's better for you, huh? Arsé-kun: Barok: A tad boring, but easier. Sheepy: Nyar: I can't let things get boring. Arsé-kun: Barok: Then quit yapping and actually do something! Sheepy: Nyar: But I can't be predictable either, huh? Sheepy: Nyar: Dad won't mind if someone else breaks his toy...Hm. Hmmm. Sheepy: Nyar:....Hmmm, it'll take a bit of setup, but it'll work. Sheepy: Nyar: I hope you like my surprise. Arsé-kun: Barok: Already don't! Sheepy: Nyar: Haha, you haven't seen it yet. Arsé-kun: Barok: ... Shut up and fight me already. This is the best fight I'll get all year. Sheepy: Nyar: Eh? But I'm having fun trashtalking. Arsé-kun: Barok: Then multitask! Sheepy: Nyar: Pshaw, I can't multitask....UUUGHHH, fiiiiiiine. It'll be your Christmas gift. Arsé-kun: Barok: Thank you. I'll be sure to stab you in your little black soul. Sheepy: Nyar: Huh? That doesn't sound fun. Arsé-kun: Barok: Oh, it will be. For me. Sheepy: Nyar: Eh, I'm real rusty, you know? This won't be fun. Arsé-kun: Barok: Somehow, I don't trust that. Sheepy: Nyar: Eh, fine, I'm not full power 'cause I lost a lot of it to some old lady. Arsé-kun: Barok: *snrk* You wot? Sheepy: Nyar: So don't laugh at me when I don't pulverize you with one swat. Arsé-kun: Barok: That'll make it more fun. Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, it makes sense in context. Sheepy: *Nyar shifts into a tentacle creature. effervescent* Arsé-kun: *arséne, watching from upstairs, dies instantly. 1hko. big fear. help him* Sheepy: *Offscreen Crow is wondering how much sushi can be made out of Nyar* Arsé-kun: *Aza sees the issue with this about 15 seconds late and censors the yard from the outside. Go Wild!* Sheepy: *Nyar engages in a battle with Barok!* Arsé-kun: *there's enough flashy lights and big meaty tentacle THWAPS to call it anime. but it isn't, and the THWAPS are barely audible. thanks aza.* Sheepy: *Crow is disappointed because he wanted to watch his uncle be cool* Arsé-kun: *He can go into the yard, but it is not recommended* Sheepy: *he is, surprisingly, not that stupid* Arsé-kun: *SHOCKER* Arsé-kun: *aza, taking Excessive notes on crow's wings in the bg. In Ter Est Ing* Sheepy: *Crow feels watched but he isn't sure why* Arsé-kun: *CROW YOU HAVE EYES AND A NECK THAT ALLOWS SWIVELING. USE THEM* Arsé-kun: *Randy is trying to pull Mysterious Orb Ornaments off the tree. With oven mitts. It is not going well. He's gone through four sets of mitts so far.* Sheepy: *thank you randy. Crow looks around* Arsé-kun: *Aza's right there, taking a lot of notes. Can't see his eyes but you damn well know he's staring* Sheepy: Crow: Eh? What is it? Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 20 Arsé-kun: Aza: Your wings are damaged. I like fixing things when I am aware enough to not mess up. You follow, yes? Sheepy: Crow: Uh... Yeah? Arsé-kun: *he is ACTIVATED. The band is dead. Respawning in 20...* Sheepy: Crow: Uh? Sheepy: Crow: ...Hey, you’re kinda scary. Arsé-kun: Aza: ... I have not heard that for a while. Thank you. *dumbass, that is not a compliment* Sheepy: Crow: Y-You’re welcome?? Sheepy: Crow: ...Hey, how do you inow about my wings being damaged? Arsé-kun: Aza: Given that I am awake, I can see it with ease. Sheepy: Crow: Oh, uhhh... Great. Arsé-kun: Aza: Now. I can trace the damage to some bone fractures on your right side, and the inconsistent shattering on your left. Don't ask for bone names, I don't know them yet. Sheepy: Crow: What do you intend to do about it? Arsé-kun: Aza: I would like to see if I can repair it, as a human hospital would not be able to do it. Sheepy: Crow: ...? Sheepy: Crow: Human hospital?... You can see the bones?! Sheepy: Crow: Hey, that’s pretty cool! Arsé-kun: Aza: ... ... Thank you. Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 1 Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 2 Arsé-kun: Aza: ... No matter your say, it will have to... wait... Arsé-kun: *Aza starts sagging against a wall, and recognizing this, tries to make it back to his chair. This goes about as well as you'd expect. Two steps and dooooown that wall he goes. The band has resumed. (Un)fortunate.* Sheepy: Crow: Huh. He’s dead. Arsé-kun: Randy: N-not exactly.. *he joins Crow, clutching the Mystery Orbs like a lifesaver* Just sleeping. S-sorry if he scared you, he's... Just like this. Sheepy: Crow: I’m strong so I don’t have to worry that much. Arsé-kun: Randy: Y-you keep that train of thought. Sheepy: Crow: You don’t seem so sure... Arsé-kun: Randy: He's, um. On the "Mad" side of "Mad Scientist". Among others. Sheepy: Crow: Like... uh... Sheepy: Crow: Frankenberry! Arsé-kun: Randy: ... Like the original man, yes. Sheepy: Crow: Original? Sheepy: Crow: Like Kellogs? Arsé-kun: Randy: ... No wonder he liked you. *smh* Sheepy: Crow: What? Arsé-kun: Randy: .. I meant the original Frankenstein. The man had a family, after all. Sheepy: Crow: Isn’t that the green guy’s name? Arsé-kun: Randy: It would also be the dead man's last name, yes. Sheepy: Crow: What, he’s dead?! Sheepy: Crow: Sheesh, that’s scary! Ghosts are terrifying! Arsé-kun: Randy: Well, obviously. Men can only survive so long in the Arc- what Arsé-kun: Randy: ... Just use a salt circle for ghosts. Arsé-kun: Randy: Unless it's extraordinarily powerful, in which case... You're an angel, can't you just fight it? Sheepy: Crow: Eh?... Sheepy: Crow:...L-Listen, at one point I was really strong, okay? Sheepy: Crow: When I fell, I lost a lot of my power. I don't know why. Sheepy: Crow: You don't just suddenly lose things and have it dissipate. It must go somewhere! Arsé-kun: Randy: It probably went towards keeping you alive. Sheepy: Crow: That's why I only have two wings right now. I'm hoping the other four return. It doesn't feel right like this. Arsé-kun: Randy: I can relate. I've lost things before as well. It's never a good feeling. Sheepy: Crow: One time my favorite cow got loose and I cried a lot. I probably felt as much distress about losing my wings as I did about losing my favorite cow... Sheepy: Crow: She came back later that day because cows want to be milked at a specific time and get upset when they aren't. Arsé-kun: Randy: Good to know... Sheepy: Crow: It turned out that I forgot to lock the gate the night before and she got curious about a cat wandering around. Sheepy: Crow: I suppose I should've trusted her after all. Sheepy: Crow: I miss her and all of my other cows. I'd give them hugs and they liked cuddling. Arsé-kun: Randy: This is.. Probably why you got more cow merchandise. Sheepy: Crow: Huh?! Arsé-kun: the orbs: *cheerfully* That is correct information! *they sound like wind chimes mixed with the bgm of heavy metal, but only the bassline like 4 houses away* Sheepy: Crow: Woah! A talking gumball! Arsé-kun: orbs: Wow, that's a new one! Sheepy: Crow: Is it? Sheepy: Crow: What's your name, gumball? I'm Crow! With an r! Arsé-kun: orbs: Yog. Pleasure to aquaint. Sheepy: Crow: Yogurt gumball...Hmm... Arsé-kun: Yog: I do not recommend trying to taste me. It will go poorly in all timelines. Sheepy: Crow: I won't. You talk, so it'd be gross to taste you. Arsé-kun: Yog: Thank you. It would be uncomfortable for all involved. Sheepy: Crow: Including me! Arsé-kun: Yog: Especially you. Sheepy: Crow: Uncle probably would have some choice words for me too...Hey, I wonder what happened to him. Arsé-kun: Yog: I could tell you. It has already passed, so it would not be "Spoilers". Sheepy: Crow: I bet he won! Arsé-kun: Yog: ... ... Yeah, in about four out of a million timelines. This is not one of those four. Sheepy: Crow: Eeehhh?! He LOST?? Sheepy: Crow: But he always beats that guy! Sure, that guy never really fights back... Arsé-kun: Yog: He got rekt. Sheepy: Crow: But on such a holy day!? Sheepy: Crow: That guy must have cheated, right? Right? Arsé-kun: Yog: Oh, very likely, given its Nyarlathotep. But there is not much cheating when being told to go all out. Sheepy: Crow: Huh? Arsé-kun: Yog: ... The archangel was only level 50 in comparison to Nyarly's 200. Sheepy: Crow: How strong could that guy b- EH??? Sheepy: Crow: Not even Dad could've beat him if that's true...!!! Arsé-kun: Yog: Correct. In a group, perhaps, but not in a solo. Sheepy: Crow: Then why does he always just mouth off? Arsé-kun: Yog: It's more fun, he says. Sheepy: Crow: Like a cat with a mouse... Arsé-kun: Randy: His bite is actually worse than his bark, shockingly. He just plays around. Arsé-kun: Yog: "Careful" will not be enough. I can wish you luck, but luck is only a mathematical odd. Sheepy: Crow: What does that mean? Arsé-kun: Yog: No spoilers. Sheepy: Crow:...? Arsé-kun: Randy: He's being a smartass. He said good luck. Arsé-kun: Randy: You might, uh. Want to get the healer from upstairs. Your uncles in a... Well, um. Sheepy: Crow: Healer? Arsé-kun: Yog: He ate shit and got assblasted six ways from sunday. Sheepy: Crow: Is he- ? Sheepy: Crow:?? Arsé-kun: Randy: *ignoring Yog* He's alive, yes. Sheepy: Crow: Who's the healer? Arsé-kun: Randy: the Saint. White hair, never has his eyes open. Last I checked, he was going upstairs. Sheepy: *Crow doesn't find him.* Arsé-kun: *Arséne is not the Saint. Watson, Iris, and Miles are not the Saint. Tom staring at Crow from a window is not the Saint* Sheepy: Crow: This guy simply doesn't exist! Arsé-kun: Randy: I, um. I meant the stairs a room over that way. *he gestures and almost drops several Yog Orbs.* Sheepy: Crow: What kinda Saint is even alive anymore? Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Sheepy: Crow: Oh!! Sheepy: *Crow goes the directed way.* Arsé-kun: *That goes a lot better* Sheepy: Crow: There you are! Saint...Saint... Sheepy: Crow: You seem Saint George enough! Arsé-kun: Germain: ... Hm, I'll allow it. May I help you? Sheepy: Crow: I need you to heal my uncle. Arsé-kun: Germain: Is that who unwisely fought the Haunter of the Dark? Terrible idea, but I will lend my assistance. Sheepy: Crow: He lost against the noodle man. Arsé-kun: Germain: Noodle man... If you want to insult him, suggest his brain is shaped like a doughnut. Sheepy: Crow: It's no insult. Sheepy: Crow: He has noodle arms. Arsé-kun: Germain: Inflatable tube Nyar... *he pats Crow's head and goes downstairs* Sheepy: Crow: Hey! Sheepy: Crow: *he follows Saint* Arsé-kun: *Germain sticks his head out the back door, through the censoring field and says Something before pulling back in* Arsé-kun: Germain: It's very bloody out there. Stay here, good angel. Sheepy: Crow: But is he okay?! Arsé-kun: Germain: :) Sheepy: Crow: Is he?! Arsé-kun: Germain: Well, I can't revive the dead, so me going to help should be a clear answer. Sheepy: Crow: ? Arsé-kun: *Germain goes out and makes sure to close the door in Crow's face* Sheepy: *Crow is waiting anxiously bythe door* Arsé-kun: *Barok eventually drags himself back indoors. Blood free!* Sheepy: Crow: Y-you're alive...! Arsé-kun: Barok: Yes. In absolute hellish agony, but alive. Sheepy: Crow: That Saint Joe guy didn't heal you? Arsé-kun: Barok: He did. The wounds are gone, the pain is not. Sheepy: Crow: ?....... Sheepy: Crow: Like my wings! Arsé-kun: Barok: ... I suppose so. Sheepy: Crow: You know what eases pain for me? Arsé-kun: Barok: .... cows. Sheepy: Crow: Sleeping. Arsé-kun: Barok: ... That does sound nice, but not here. Sheepy: Crow: The beds at the old man's place are comfy! If you lie in the snow near his home he might give you one like he did for me. Sheepy: Crow: Although I don't remember a thing about that past what I've been told. Arsé-kun: Barok: ....... I think I may just head home soon instead. Sheepy: Crow: Is that far away? Arsé-kun: Barok: Within walking distance. Sheepy: Crow: Eh, seriously?! It's that close and I've never gone over to visit?! Arsé-kun: Barok: .... I do not like this concept. Sheepy: Crow: You don't want me to visit? Arsé-kun: Barok: Not tonight. Sheepy: Crow: But eventually? Arsé-kun: Barok: Eventually. Sheepy: Crow: Great! I'm looking forward to this! Sheepy: Crow: But for now, you should recuperate! Arsé-kun: *Impey has discovered the free vampire snowcone supply and risks Nyar obliterating him for it. After all that cooking, he can have a little treat* Sheepy: *impey NO* Arsé-kun: *IMPEY YES* Sheepy: *impey that is probably poisonous* Arsé-kun: *So is caffeine, what's your point* Sheepy: *true* Arsé-kun: *Finis notices Sheepy reading (wow!) and goes to look over his shoulder* Arsé-kun: *Finis immediately develops the most splitting headache he's ever had in his life. The kind where there's knives through your head and behind your eyes. But on icyhot.* Arsé-kun: *Yog, having left Randy, settles on Sheepy's lap, all uncountable varied orbs and one big orb. Hello. Look at me, not the book. But not too hard.* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he looks down at the orbs* Oh, hi. Arsé-kun: Yog: Good afternoon. I must ask out of social respect, but how did you receive this book? Sheepy: Sheepy: Christmas present. Arsé-kun: Yog: Interesting. *the orbs pile up so the biggest orb can see over the edge of the table. they small.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Do you want to read it? Arsé-kun: Yog: Not in its entirety. At least, not yet. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, alright. Arsé-kun: *OK CHRISTMAS OVER IM BORED LETS GO NEXT NIGHT BC HECK THE YOU* Sheepy: Crow: --I usually eat the head first so it doesn't smile at me as I eat it. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Finally, you say something with a lick of sense! Sheepy: Aion: They're inanimate objects. Sheepy: Shuzo: I eat the head last so it can give its last wishes to its fellow friends before it inevitably perishes ⭐ Sheepy: Shuzo: How romantic ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: .... *he wordlessly just pops one into his mouth. Whole.* Sheepy: Crow: The ultimate level of cruelty! Arsé-kun: Rom: A quick and easy death. Sheepy: Shuzo: They say that's the best way to eat vegetables. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Who is "they"? Who says that? Sheepy: Crow: You sat near me and somehow I ended up with more vegetables than usual... Sheepy: Shuzo: Well, parents say drinking nasty medicine quickly makes it go down easier. Sheepy: Shuzo: The same would probably go for vegetables. Sheepy: Crow: I wonder how my vegetables duplicated... Sheepy: Shuzo: It's a secret ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: Shuzo, you coward. I would have eaten them and still asked for more! Sheepy: Shuzo: Really? Maybe you'll end up with more next time. Sheepy: Shuzo: Such a serious tone, however ⭐ I guess if I don't eat my veggies you'll refer to me as a stranger would ⭐ How cold... Arsé-kun: Rom: What kind of man are you if you don't?? Sheepy: Shuzo: One that gets his nutrition from other places. Arsé-kun: Rom: Oh, so the hospital. Sheepy: Shuzo: Haha, how cruel ⭐ I suppose I'm in medical centers quite a bit, but that really digs deep... Arsé-kun: Rom: ... Sorry. I'm not really thinking about what I'm saying. Maybe I should get to bed so I can be up for work tomorrow.. Sheepy: Shuzo: How romantic ⭐ You look at me and stop thinking ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: Oh, like you're any different. Sheepy: Shuzo: We can have our heads in the clouds together ⭐ My dream prince ⭐ Sheepy: Crow: Eh, you really don't make much sense, do you? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: I don't think we're meant to look too deeply into it. On the contrary, there could be hidden meanings that we aren't picking up on... Sheepy: Crow: Maybe he can grow real tall and put his head in the sky. Sheepy: Aion: No. Arsé-kun: *Rom gets up to go to bed. He steals another peep before leaving, though* Sheepy: Shuzo: No good night...how cruel... Sheepy: Shuzo: He forgot to brush his teeth... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Hence, he isn't going to do that in Here, in front of us!! Sheepy: Shuzo: I suppose. Sheepy: Crow: There's drinkable toothpaste. Sheepy: Crow: Maybe he's gonna use that. Arsé-kun: *Cyan looks up from her phone to stare at Crow* Sheepy: Crow: You've seen it, right? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: You mean mouthwash?? The liquid you spit out after twenty seconds to remove excess junk? th[omitted] Sheepy: Crow:...... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: .... Sheepy: Crow: Spit out? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Crow, no!!! Don't swallow mouthwash! Sheepy: Crow: It cleans your teeth, right? Your teeth're bones. Sheepy: Crow: So if I drink it it'll clean my skeleton. Sheepy: Shuzo: You know what? It's too stupid. I can't argue against that. Sheepy: Crow: I didn't like swallowing toothpaste so I swallow mouthwash instead. I use toothpaste but I spit it out after cleaning my teeth because it feels gross. Sheepy: Shuzo: You hurt me. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Oh, trust me, this hurts all of us greatly. Arsé-kun: *Rom quietly starts passing back through.* Sheepy: Aion: What a foolish rodent... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: ... Even Rom, who's probably back to punch Crow for this! Sheepy: Crow: Rom! Do you drink mouthwash? Sheepy: Shuzo:......... Arsé-kun: *Rom doesn't answer* Sheepy: Shuzo: Ah... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Um? Are we being ignored on purpose..? Sheepy: Shuzo: My dream prince ⭐ Your vibes are less of a dream and more of a nightmare ⭐ Arsé-kun: Cyan: *she bats a star away. haha shiny thing go whoosh* Shu-zo, what's that supposed to mean? Sheepy: Shuzo: It's difficult to explain but that doesn't feel like Rom. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: H-hence?? A fake Rom?? Sheepy: Shuzo: How sad. I wanted to give him a good night peck and he went and got an evil creature in his body instead ... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: EEEHHH?? Sheepy: Shuzo: You didn't notice? Arsé-kun: Cyan: What do you think it is? A ghost? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: D-d-don't, don't say thaaa-aaaat!! Sheepy: Crow: Hey, Mr. Ghost! Get out of Rom! Sheepy: Shuzo: How sad ⭐ I was hoping to go surprise you, but you surprised me ⭐ Unfortunately, this surprise isn’t so dreamy. Sheepy: Aion: How can a ghost be removed? Sheepy: Shuzo: We don’t know if that’s what it is- Crow, no! Sheepy: Crow: Have a taste of my crimson fist if you refuse to leave! *he attempts to punch Rom* Arsé-kun: *It easily connects, since Rom is ignoring(?) Crow completely. The fact that he just got punched was ALSO ignored entirely. Rom just keeps going. Crow not immediately getting punched into the floor is Key Evidence that Shit's Fucky* Sheepy: Crow: Oi! Come back! Sheepy: Crow: *he chases after Rom and tries to tackle him* Sheepy: *...but misses and lands on his face.* Arsé-kun: *Rom just leaves. No acknowledgment for Crow failing miserably* Sheepy: *Crow picks himself up and chases after Rom* Arsé-kun: Yaiba: :v Sheepy: Aion: That foolish rodent is endangering himself. Sheepy: Shuzo: Well, we did let him leave. Arsé-kun: Cyan: He's usually okay, nya~n! He's not st... Well, er. Sheepy: Shuzo: His vibes are warm and otherworldly ⭐ I can tell if he feels endangered by Rom, the one who will be in danger is Rom. Arsé-kun: Cyan: *she tilts her head* Then why don't I hear Crow yelling? Sheepy: Shuzo: ...? Sheepy: Shuzo: He never really lowers his voice, does he? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Abs-solutely not, he never does, [omitted stuttering] Sheepy: Aion: That rodent ran away like the insignificant creature he is... Sheepy: Aion: He’s scared of ghosts. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: O-oh, l-like you're n-not! Sheepy: Aion: ........... Sheepy: Aion: The Dark Sun God despises your slander. Sheepy: Shuzo: Ah ⭐ Sheepy: Shuzo: How strange, he disappeared ⭐ Arsé-kun: Yaiba: E-eh?! What do you mean he DISAPPEARED?! It's Crow! He can't just stop existing whenever he wants!! Sheepy: Shuzo: Well, I don’t feel him anymore. Sheepy: Shuzo: If we go out as well we may be at risk of ascension to heaven Arsé-kun: Cyan: Mrrrooww?!?!!?? Sheepy: Shuzo: ...It’s a joke ⭐ Arsé-kun: Cyan: *she bats at Shuzo's ear* That's not funny! Sheepy: Shuzo: My apologies. Sheepy: Shuzo: We could look out the window. Arsé-kun: *Cyan bounces off the couch and up to the window, pressing her face up against it.* Arsé-kun: Cyan: Rom yes, Crow no! D'ya think he went up? Sheepy: Shuzo: We should bring Rom in. Sheepy: Shuzo: ...But Crow wouldn’t just ditch him. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Hence, this doesn't add up at all.. Sheepy: Aion: ... Sheepy: Aion: Twinkle, twinkle, goes the light in the darkness... A little fish approaches, hungering for its warmth. But behind its glow is the maw of the beast, snapping it up. Sheepy: Shuzo: I’m glad we had this conversation where I don’t understand what you’re saying⭐ Arsé-kun: Yaiba: He said "It was a trap like an angler fish", which is actually a really effecti[omitted] Sheepy: Shuzo: I see. Sheepy: Shuzo: I don’t feel anyone out there currently. Arsé-kun: Cyan: So it's safe! Sheepy: Aion: ...But if th-that rodent got snapped up... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Then we go together! Sheepy: Shuzo: Okay ⭐️ Let’s let Rom freeze to death ⭐ Arsé-kun: Yaiba: No!! Sheepy: Shuzo: Then let’s get going. Arsé-kun: *Everyone coats up and goes to get Rom. He's STILL just going in a straight line through the snow, so he's easy to catch up to* Sheepy: *Shuzo grabs Rom* Sheepy: Shuzo: I wonder what’s causing him to act this way. Arsé-kun: *Rom just tries to keep going forward. No force, just going like a wind-up toy after it's been picked up* Sheepy: Shuzo: How peculiar... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: If we turn him around, will he go back in on his own..? Sheepy: *Shuzo turns him around* Arsé-kun: *Rom does, in fact, blankly start walking back towards the house.* Sheepy: Aion: Where is his key? Perhaps if we manually turn it he’ll run out of steam. Sheepy: Shuzo: If only we knew the problem... Sheepy: Aion: He’s like a windup toy. So we have to find his key. Arsé-kun: *Rom successfully makes it back! ... Before tripping on the step INTO the house and falling straight onto his face.* Sheepy: Shuzo: ...Hey, we should grab him before he trips on something and gets hurt- Sheepy: Shuzo: Oh. Sheepy: *Shuzo rushes over to him. The sickly guy breathing in cold air with recently broken ribs. Yes. Smart* Sheepy: Shuzo: What’s causing you to walk in a line like this... Arsé-kun: *Rom is trying to move, but it isn't working at all. He's Stuck* Sheepy: Shuzo: ... ... Sheepy: Shuzo: Haha... It really doesn’t make sense. Arsé-kun: Cyan: Lets figure it out inside! It's cooolld! Sheepy: Shuzo: Right, fine. Sheepy: Aion: Ah... Twist his key.. Snap it off. Let him be free... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: That sounds like snapping someone's neck as a mercy kill... Sheepy: Shuzo: I’m really glad we had this conversation ⭐️ I learned a lot ⭐️ *He shifts Rom to the sofa* Sheepy: Aion: You must remove it. You must. Sheepy: Aion: It consumes him. Twist it. Break it. Arsé-kun: *Yaiba brushes Rom's hair out of the way. There is, in fact, a little metal thing on his neck. It looks sorta like a ladybug, but all silver* Sheepy: Aion: It consumes him... Ah... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: A-ah... You saw this before us! Sheepy: Aion: The Dark Sun God... sees all. Sheepy: Aion: *pose* Sheepy: Shuzo: What is it? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: I've got no idea. I'm almost too scared to touch it. Sheepy: Shuzo: I can try calling the weirdest person I know ⭐ Sheepy: Shuzo: Or we can try removing it with no ideas? Arsé-kun: Cyan: We can try just pulling it off like a bug? Sheepy: Shuzo: Let’s do that. Gently. Arsé-kun: *Some of it moves, but the head is firmly stuck* Sheepy: *He gently wiggles it* Arsé-kun: *With a little *pop*, it comes right off!* Sheepy: Shuzo: I need something to put it in. Sheepy: Shuzo: We don’t know what it is so we should keep an eye on it ⭐ Arsé-kun: *Yaiba goes and gets an empty tupperware* Sheepy: *Shuzo puts the bug in it* Sheepy: Shuzo: Thank you. ⭐ Sheepy: Shuzo: *he nudges Rom* Arsé-kun: Rom: AH! *he's very suddenly startled out of his trance and jumps up onto his feet, accidentally, knocking Aion over in the process* !! Sheepy: Aion: Ugh! Sheepy: Shuzo: Hmm. Sheepy: Shuzo: Not very elegant ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: ... ....??? *he looks around before helping Aion back up* Sheepy: Aion: ........You notice not the Dark Sun God... A crime... Sheepy: Shuzo: Good morning ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: Morning...? But I thought I was... *the leopard tries to process complex abstractions* Sheepy: Shuzo: Hmm. I suppose we should explain. Sheepy: Shuzo: You said you were going to bed. You didn’t. Sheepy: Shuzo: Instead, you went outside. Arsé-kun: Rom: ....????? I didn't... Did I? Sheepy: Shuzo: Crab followed you and was kidnapped ⭐ Sheepy: Shuzo: It seems a little ladybug was controlling you ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Yaiba: This one. *he lightly shakes the tupperware* Arsé-kun: *Rom doesn't seem entirely convinced until he realizes his pants legs are covered in snow. And nothing else.* Sheepy: Shuzo: How are you feeling? Arsé-kun: Rom: Tired and cold. Sheepy: Shuzo: Please rest. We should probably call his uncle soon, as nice as the quiet is ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: Wait... That was serious? He's really missing? Sheepy: Shuzo: Yes. Arsé-kun: Rom: !!! Sheepy: Shuzo: You were bait ⭐️ He took it hook, line, and sinker ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: Will you PLEASE stop doing that?? Sheepy: Shuzo: My apologies ⭐️ Force of habit. Arsé-kun: Rom: I'd hate to see you during a fire alarm. Sheepy: Shuzo: Why? Arsé-kun: Rom: I can already see you giving double peace signs and throwing stars into the fire. Sheepy: Shuzo: Hmm. Sheepy: Aion: Who could possibly want that rodent? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: That's what I don't get either. Who really would be? Sheepy: Shuzo: We should call his uncle. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: I hope he answers.. Sheepy: Shuzo: Do you have his number? Sheepy: Shuzo: Just call until he does if you do Sheepy: Shuzo: Or I might have it. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: ... Hence, I, of course, don't have it. Sheepy: Aion:.......*he's trembling, but takes out his phone and calls Barok* Arsé-kun: Barok: Good evening, Black Prince, how may I help you? Sheepy: Aion: *he nervously mumbles for a bit* Arsé-kun: Barok: Take your time. Sheepy: Aion: Ah....Ah...........The rodent... Arsé-kun: Barok: What happened? *he's very serious suddenly* Sheepy: Aion: He's been stolen... Oh...But who did it? ........ Arsé-kun: Barok: *he's quiet for a few moments. something is slammed against* .. I'll be right over. Sheepy: Aion: Yes...Good. Do so. Sheepy: Aion: *nervous mumbling* Sheepy: Aion: *he hangs up* Sheepy: *Aion waits* Arsé-kun: *There's a little beam of light outside, for just a moment. There's a knock on the door seconds later.* Sheepy: *Aion goes to open it. that's a first* Arsé-kun: *It's Barok! Already! He rushed.* Sheepy: Aion: The rodent...He's snatched away...Ah... Like a mouse hunting for cheese...But the cat's paw is on the other side... Sheepy: Aion: Rom...as bait. Someone who knows to use our bond against us... and knows our personalities well. Arsé-kun: Barok: I see... Lets sit down, and you can tell me about it. Sheepy: Aion: ..... *he goes and sits* Arsé-kun: *Barok pulls up a chair and joins the circle* Sheepy: Aion: Behold...Behold... Sheepy: Aion: The key. The instigator. So little, yet so effective. Arsé-kun: Barok: How quaint. *he picks up the tupperware for a better look. it doesn't help much.* Sheepy: Aion: Do you recognize it? Sheepy: Aion: The Dark Sun God feels distress at this silence...The rodent is like a permanent fixture...So to have him gone... It's wrong... Arsé-kun: *Rom is Uncomfortable™* Sheepy: Shuzo: That thing feels very wrong to me ⭐ Arsé-kun: Barok: I am inclined to agree, unnecessary glitter aside. Sheepy: Shuzo: I suppose it gives us hints to whodunnit. Sheepy: Shuzo: But it's not familiar to me. Your vibes are familiar, though. Sheepy: Shuzo: They're warm and otherworldly, just like Crane ⭐ Arsé-kun: Barok: ... You're doing this on purpose, aren't you? Sheepy: Shuzo: Hehe. Sheepy: Shuzo: Maybe ⭐ Arsé-kun: Barok: *he bonks Shuzo with the star and goes to make a phonecall or two* Arsé-kun: *boopdiboop* Sheepy: Sheepy: Ew, a phone call. At this time of night? Arsé-kun: Arséne: .... Yeah, yeah, I'll ask. *he stifles a yawn* Gimme a minute. *he puts his hand over the receiver* Yes. Can you or Randy make sure Nyar is still here? I need to minimize options. The little fallen angel went missing. Sheepy: Sheepy: Randy, Nyar's causing problems again. Arsé-kun: Randy: .... *he looks insulted, shocked and upset that he has to remove a cat from his lap and move* You didn't even check.. Sheepy: Sheepy: He's guilty until proven innocent. Arsé-kun: Randy: Ugghhhh. You hurt me. *he takes Shaggy off his lap and goes upstairs.* Arsé-kun: *Randy comes back a few minutes later, limping from a knife in his leg. It's a very nice knife, so it must be Saint's.* Arsé-kun: Randy: I hate you. Look what you've made me deal with. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, maybe he was innocent. Arsé-kun: Randy: He's still there. He just laughed at me. Sheepy: Sheepy: You got a nice knife out of it. Arsé-kun: Randy: I get to keep it. Arsé-kun: Arséne: .... *on the phone* It wasn't him. Had to be the other one. Yes. Yeah, I told you about... Yes, exactly, so good l-- Um? No?? Certainly not? Sheepy: Sheepy: What is it? Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he mutes the phone again* Can I ask if we know his father's whereabouts? Sheepy: Sheepy: He's not on the couch so I'm guessing he's gone. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Thank you, captain obvious. Sheepy: Sheepy: I wouldn't know. Arsé-kun: Randy: Do I have to do everything in this house? Sheepy: Sheepy: Yes. Arsé-kun: Randy: Ugggghhhhhhhhh. Sheepy: Sheepy: I'll check next time. Arsé-kun: Randy: Fiiiine. Arsé-kun: *Randy drags himself out* Arsé-kun: *Randy comes back a few MORE minutes later. The knife is gone, but now there's a big cut across his face. He looks irritated* Sheepy: Sheepy: That's a new look for you. Sheepy: Sheepy: It's not a good look. Arsé-kun: Randy: Shush the hell your face. The answer is yes. The Sultan has him for now and promised his return. Don't ever ask me for anything again. Sheepy: Sheepy: Sorry. I guess my comment............... Sheepy: Sheepy:...cut deep, huh? Arsé-kun: Randy: If you die, I'm not saving you, you slut. Sheepy: Sheepy: You're mean. Arsé-kun: *Arséne relays this information over. Barok makes A Face probably closely associated to the Excalibur face™* Sheepy: Aion: Yes? Yes? Sheepy: Aion: Go on. Arsé-kun: Barok: He's.... Safe, in a manner of speaking. I hope. Sheepy: Aion: Safe? Sheepy: Aion: Good....So we must wait... Arsé-kun: Barok: It wasn't malicious, I'm being told, despite the messenger getting slashed at with dental tools. Sheepy: Aion:......D...Dental tools....Oh....Ohh...Scary... Sheepy: Aion: But if it's a dentist...That rodent should be fine. Arsé-kun: Barok: I wish it was. Sheepy: Aion: He drinks mouthwash. Arsé-kun: Barok: He. What. Sheepy: Aion: So he has said....he was unaware he shouldn't swallow toothpaste... Sheepy: Aion: He says...he must keep his skeleton clean. Arsé-kun: *Barok slowly puts his head in his hands* Sheepy: Aion: The Dark Sun God already misses his foolish remarks... Sheepy: Aion:....... Sheepy: Shuzo: I can't imagine why... He seems better in small quantities... Sheepy: Aion: He is already in the smallest possible quantities. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Isn't he burned enough from falling? Arsé-kun: Cyan: Please stop roasting Crow behind his back! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: :3c Sheepy: Shuzo: Oh, how cruel ⭐ Perhaps he should have gotten flying lessons ⭐ Arsé-kun: Barok: Not funny, try again. Sheepy: Aion: There is no other way to speak of the rodent. He certainly has positive traits, but he's incredible at shoving his negative traits in one's face... Sheepy: Aion:...To the point they instantly are used as his defining traits. Arsé-kun: Barok: I was referring to only the last statement made prior to my interruption. Sheepy: Shuzo: It wasn't a joke ⭐ Arsé-kun: Barok: *he gives Shuzo a patent-tested Death Glare* Sheepy: Shuzo: Falling is literal, yes? Why didn't he just use his wings? Arsé-kun: Barok: Wow! Why didn't any of the fallen angels think of that!! *he's still very bitter* Just undo the chains and fly away after going past the terminal velocity! Sheepy: Shuzo: Chains? Sheepy: Shuzo: I see... Arsé-kun: Barok: What, did you think they'd be thrown with full flight access? Sheepy: Shuzo: Of course. Arsé-kun: Barok: It's not a light punishment. Sheepy: Shuzo: He's pretty young though, isn't he? Arsé-kun: Barok: That didn't matter at the time. Sheepy: Shuzo: What kind of crime could he possibly have committed? Arsé-kun: Barok: We are not discussing this. Sheepy: Shuzo: My apologies. Arsé-kun: *Shuzo is sloooowly compacted by the Rom that's fallen asleep on him* Sheepy: Shuzo: I guess this is my punishment ⭐ Sheepy: Shuzo:...Although I don't mind it that much. Sheepy: Shuzo:... ... ... *a serious expression forms on his face* ... ... Sheepy: Shuzo: It's horrible! Arsé-kun: Rom: ??? *this, of course, woke him up* Shuu? Sheepy: *Shuzo is shaking all over! He's gone pale like he saw a ghost. Or something worse.* Arsé-kun: *Rom pulls Shuzo in close and warily looks towards the door.* Sheepy: Shuzo: He's here! He's here! He's going to kill us all! Kill us! Arsé-kun: Barok: ah. *he's not too thrilled either* Sheepy: Aion: There's nothing there. It's just a door. Arsé-kun: Barok: No, no. He's here. With Crow, I hope. Sheepy: Aion: Hm? Hmm... Sheepy: Aion: Do we open the door? Arsé-kun: Barok: Got no choice, do we? Sheepy: Aion: But who opens it? Arsé-kun: Barok: ... Sheepy: Aion:... Sheepy: Aion: If the gosling panics at a mere door...The Dark Sun God wishes not to approach it. Arsé-kun: Barok: If his son was as bad as I experienced, and he's doing this in a human guise... .... *he's absolutely not thrilled* Maybe it's best we let him open it himself. Sheepy: Aion:....? Arsé-kun: Cyan: Someone has to do it! *and she bravely, heroically, goes to open the door* Sheepy: *Shuzo is sobbing. New look! New look! And talking quickly and incoherently.* Arsé-kun: *Rom is Trying to comfort him, but this is outside his usual range* Sheepy: Aion: Oh...Oh...Scary...Strangers... Sheepy: *it's the thought that counts, Rom!* Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Are they really gonna....?? That can't be right... Sheepy: Aion: It is possible.... Arsé-kun: *Cyan opens the door! and is immediately given Crow to hold. Awkward* Sheepy: *Crow seems dazed.* Arsé-kun: *Cyan leans down and nuzzles him before thanking the inevitable Aza on the other side and shutting the door with her hip.* Sheepy: Crow: Oh...I'm lookin' into the sun...*he lifts up a hand to the ceiling light* It's so close.... Arsé-kun: *Cyan tries to juggle Crow and turning the light down* Arsé-kun: *it does not go in a good way* Sheepy: Aion: I see...A difficult task...The rodent is in the way and yet he demands change... Sheepy: Aion:........ Sheepy: Aion: *pose* Arsé-kun: *Cyan eventually places him down on the floor to turn the light down, and then loafs up next to him* Sheepy: *Crow mumbles something about night and forgetting to milk the cows. local angel is barely cognizant of anything* Sheepy: Crow:... ... ... Sheepy: Crow:... ... ... Sheepy: Crow: Holy cow, my wings are totally gone! Where did I put them?! Arsé-kun: Cyan: Myaa? You still have them! Sheepy: Crow: Eh?!?! Sheepy: Crow: My head is killing me... Arsé-kun: Cyan: See? *she picks up a feather that was already there, but listen, Crow doesn't need that information* Sheepy: Crow: And I can't feel my back at all....! Sheepy: Crow: Eh? I guess that is mine... Arsé-kun: Barok: ... *concern* Sheepy: Crow: Why'd I put this here? Arsé-kun: Cyan: That's just where the feather fell, silly. Sheepy: Crow: Eh... Sheepy: Crow: I better do somethin' about that... *he gets up, completely forgetting the feather. he takes one step and falls on his face* Arsé-kun: Barok: *he gets up and carefully scoops up Crow, easily avoiding his wings, which are bandaged up completely* Sheepy: Crow:...? Sheepy: Crow: The heck is touchin' me...? Arsé-kun: Barok: .... *he doesn't answer Crow, softly humming and opting to bring him to his own bed* Sheepy: Crow: *he relaxes a bit* Arsé-kun: *Barok helps him get ready for and get into bed. Aw. He really does care.* Sheepy: Crow: You... Sheepy: Crow: ...look like Uncle. ......Dad?...*he looks happy briefly, before grimacing* ...Must be seein' things... you're dead. Arsé-kun: Barok: .... *he looks around. He doesn't see anything, but he can SWEAR...* ... You must be. Get some rest. You've been through a lot. Sheepy: Crow:...Alright. Sheepy: Crow: Good night... Arsé-kun: Barok: Good night, Crocell. Sleep well. *he goes to turn off the light, but briefly stops to pick up a stray, pure white feather. Without further comment, he turns the light off and softly closes the door* Sheepy: *Crow falls asleep pretty quickly. Sonic speed sleeping. hedgehog fast* Arsé-kun: *The sun is shining, birds are chirping, flowers blooming. And kids like you... Should get up soon.* Sheepy: Shuzo: *he yawns. 5 more minutes...* Sheepy: Shuzo: Mm...I'm wiped. Sheepy: Aion: *snore* Sheepy: Crow: -Guysguysguys! *he busts in. his tail is wagging at a million mph. gogogo* Guys!!! Look! My wings are covered in paper machete! Sheepy: Crow: I can move 'em without pain! *flap flap flap* Ouch! They're still sore! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Wh.... You're already yelling...?? Sheepy: Crow: Isn’t it great?! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Hence, all is normal.. *he rubs his eyes and groans.* But stop yelling, for five minutes, please, f[omitted] Sheepy: Crow: Hahahah! I gotta show everyone with pride!!! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: And with yelling. Sheepy: Crow: Yeah! Yeah! I should go show Uncle too! Maybe even the old man!! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: .... So go back upstairs? Legend of Crow going blind. Sheepy: Crow: Eh!? Sheepy: Crow: He's here!? One sec! This better not be a prank! *he runs back upstairs* Arsé-kun: *It isn't. Crow finds Barok in his own room after turning the light on, seated in a chair and still sleeping on the end of the bed.* Sheepy: Crow: Oh shoot, how'd he get here? Arsé-kun: *By travelling on foot like most people. Probably.* Sheepy: Crow: Eh, I guess I should just let him sleep... Sheepy: Crow: But I really want to show him...... Sheepy: Crow: ............... Sheepy: Crow: Hey! Uncle! Look at my paper mache! Arsé-kun: *Barok sleeps through Crow yelling. He's so used to this.* Sheepy: Crow: Eh...Now what? That didn't work... Sheepy: Crow: I guess I could go try the others again... Sheepy: Crow: *he goes to bother the others again* Arsé-kun: Rom: *he drowsily eyes Crow* Please don't. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Sheepy: Aion: *snore* Arsé-kun: Rom: We know. Your wings are bandaged. Trust me, we know. Sheepy: Crow: Well did you know they've been almost painless?! Sheepy: Shuzo: I think you were shouting about that earlier. Arsé-kun: Rom: He was. Sheepy: Crow:....Why's nobody excited except for me, huh? Sheepy: Shuzo: You're loud and it's early. Arsé-kun: Rom: Not that we aren't... But that too. Sheepy: Crow: *headtilt* Eh... Sheepy: Crow: Loud, huh... Hmmmmm... Oh, yeah, there was something loud last night, wasn't there. Sheepy: Crow: But if nobody's excited, there's not much I can do about that. Oh well. Arsé-kun: Rom: ... We'll talk to you about it at breakfast. Sheepy: Crow: You haven't had it yet? Arsé-kun: Rom: We only got to sleep like... .... Five hours ago..? Sheepy: Crow: Why? Sheepy: Crow: Oh, yeah, did you get over that ghost thingy? Arsé-kun: Rom: .... Yes, thank you. Sheepy: Crow: Next time I won't miss, so don't get possessed again! Arsé-kun: Rom: ... Next time, make sure I'm not being run like a wind-up doll first. Sheepy: Crow: What's that supposed to mean? Sheepy: Crow: I don't play with dolls. They freak me out. Arsé-kun: Rom: ... *he sighs, and pulls himself off of Shuzo* Let's get fed. I think I can explain some of it, at least. Sheepy: Crow: Fine! Sheepy: Aion: *snore* Sheepy: Shuzo: Oh? Who's cooking? Or is it just cereal? Arsé-kun: Rom: Whatever we find. Sheepy: Crow: Milk is a great way to start the day! Sheepy: Shuzo: That sounds like you have very little food... Sheepy: Shuzo: Oh well ⭐ It isn't hard to make a nutritious breakfast ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: why do you hurt me this way Sheepy: Shuzo: You make it fun with your reactions. Sheepy: Crow: I'm gonna eat cheerios! Sheepy: Shuzo: You do that. I believe in you ⭐ Arsé-kun: *they don't have cheerios, but they do talk about the previous night. aion is praised for how he handled his part. rom approves* Sheepy: Aion:....Of course...The Black Monster would never fail his task... Sheepy: Aion: *pose* Sheepy: Crow: *he's visibly annoyed and tapping his foot to get nervous/annoyed energy out* Sheesh! Sheepy: Crow: I can't believe I let that happen...! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: It was a mess of legendary proportions. First Rom, then you, and then Shuzo. I'm still surprised Aion and I got out unscathed! I mean, of course I did, b[omit] Sheepy: Crow: And then I had to go and act all embarrassing too... You guys're never gonna take me seriously ever again! I'm just gonna be the guy who tried to touch a lightbulb and was completely incoherent! Sheepy: Aion: Of course. The Dark Sun God is greater than some puny rodent. Nothing can get to him. Arsé-kun: Rom: You didn't send me over thirty messages asking for a snack at 8 in the morning. You're excused. Sheepy: Crow: Huh? The heck? Why would I? I'd get my own snack! Sheepy: Shuzo: You're so cruel, Rom ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: Thank you. I do my best. Sheepy: Shuzo: I noticed. Sheepy: Crow: If I get strong again I can prove my innocence! I just gotta keep working hard! Arsé-kun: Rom: ... Still, I gotta ask. Cyan got the door fine. Was it really THAT awful to you...? Sheepy: Shuzo: I looked into the abyss and it looked back ⭐ I'd rather not think about it, okay? ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: Fair enough. Sheepy: Crow: Eh...But when I DO prove my innocence... Arsé-kun: Rom: Kick their asses, dude. Sheepy: Crow:...I don't really have any reason to go back. I'm happier here. Sheepy: Crow: The only one who gets called a monster here is Wimpion and he calls himself that. Sheepy: Aion: A rodent like you has no roar. Just little teeth for gnawing. Sheepy: Crow: So you guys're much nicer than anyone I met before falling. I have no reason to go back. Arsé-kun: *And now it's awkward. Rom just pats Crow's shoulder.* Sheepy: Crow: Oh, sorry. I should'a said somethin' else...Hmm. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Behold! *he puts the tupperware down. the little bug is just kinda moving around doing it's own thing* Sheepy: Crow: What is that? Sheepy: Crow: It's a bug, isn't it? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: This was the cause of the initial problems. So don't take it out. Sheepy: Crow: It's just a ladybug, right? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: No. Sheepy: Crow:? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: This is what we pulled off of Rom. Sheepy: Crow: Really? Huh. Arsé-kun: Rom: So don't play with it. If it can do that to me, it'll surely be worse for you. Sheepy: Crow: But you're just a buff guy, right? If I can't even control myself, it's not like some bug can! Sheepy: Crow: I'm a Fallen Angel! Nothin' can control me! Except the law! Arsé-kun: Rom: This is how you got kidnapped in the first place. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Sheepy: Crow: Isn't like it was on me, though. Sheepy: Crow: You're just making me want to poke at it! Arsé-kun: Rom: :v Sheepy: Crow: Give me one good reason not to poke it. Sheepy: Shuzo: I will make you regret it ⭐ Crane ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: I'll let him do it. Sheepy: Crow: Oi! I've got the advantage! I'm strong! I'm fast! You look like a twig! Sheepy: Crow: Rom's got muscles but you don't seem so scary. Arsé-kun: Rom: *he says nothing.* Sheepy: *Shuzo gets up and goes to punch Crow. Unfortunately, he's cut short by pulling something in his chest and yelps, clutching his ribs. Shuzo. You had one order from Watson. Crow laughs at Shuzo* Sheepy: Crow: Ahahahaha! You're a milion light years away from defeating the great Crow! You could never penetrate my crimson passion! Sheepy: Shuzo: *he grimaces* Light years... are distance! Not time! Arsé-kun: *Yaiba grabs the bottom of Crow's chair and dumps him off. begone* Sheepy: Crow: Ouch! Sheepy: Crow: ....Owowowow! They're still sore!!! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: I thought they didn't hurt. Sheepy: Crow: This is a different pain! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: [omitted] Sheepy: Crow: Hey! Rom, Yaiba is being mean! Arsé-kun: Rom: That's a shame. Sheepy: Crow: You guys’re jerks! Arsé-kun: Rom: What do you want me to do? Stop eating? Sheepy: Crow: You’re so slow...!!! Arsé-kun: Rom: You really want me to do something about it? Sheepy: Crow: Yeah! Arsé-kun: *Rom picks up Yaiba's coffee and chugs it. Yaiba stares* Sheepy: Shuzo: Haha... You’re going to regret that. Arsé-kun: Rom: Oh, absolutely. Sheepy: Shuzo: How careless ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: Better me than him. Sheepy: Shuzo: Hm? Arsé-kun: Rom: We don't need him motormouthing at triple speed while we try to survive. Sheepy: Shuzo: I suppose so. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: *he pulls out a hidden shot...bottle? of 5hour energy and uses it to take anxiety medication. slowfast, incredibly bad* Sheepy: Shuzo: ... Arsé-kun: Rom: ..... Sheepy: Crow: I don’t need coffee! I have milk. Sheepy: Shuzo: But milk is poisonous to hedgehogs. Sheepy: Shuzo: Whatever. Should we be concerned about Yaiba? Arsé-kun: Rom: Nah. It'll probably cancel out or something. Sheepy: Shuzo: Well, alright ⭐ Sheepy: Aion: What is today’s plan? Arsé-kun: Rom: Fantastic question. Sheepy: Shuzo: I'm going to get rid of my hair dye ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: That's a good idea. Baking soda is in the cabinet under the sink. Sheepy: Shuzo: Oh, how convenient ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: As for the rest of us... *he takes a small schedule book out to check* Sheepy: Aion: Ah....! The book of destiny! Sheepy: Aion: Incredible! As to be expected by a man with a full time job! Arsé-kun: Rom: It may not seem like it, but this is the peak male form! *he flips the book open* Sheepy: Crow: I base my day around cow time! Arsé-kun: Rom: Seems we're clear today. Tomorrow is band practice, followed by a troupe meeting. Sheepy: Crow: I could show my wings to everyone today. Sheepy: Aion: The Dark Sun God feels little excitement. Sheepy: Crow: Who to start with... Sheepy: Crow: Eh, but if I try to make the muscles in 'em strong enough to fly again, people're gonna look at me weird when I actually do..... Sheepy: Crow: Hey, I could be the very first actor to fly without special effects or the stringy thingy! Heh! Man, I'm the coolest! Sheepy: Aion: No. You're just a simple rodent. Sheepy: Aion: You overestimate your greatness because your body understated the need for height. Sheepy: Crow: Oi! Shaddup, Wimpion, you NEET! At least I've got enough confidence in myself that I don'thave to pose when I talk! Arsé-kun: Rom: NEETs typically have no employment, but carry on. Sheepy: Crow: Anyway, I'm gonna show them off to everyone! ...One sec, I gotta remove the paper matche! Sheepy: Aion: Those are bandages. Not paper mache. Sheepy: *Crow tries to remove it. He partially does before giving up.* Sheepy: Crow: This is good enough! Arsé-kun: Rom: Come here. Arsé-kun: *Rom pops out a claw to tear off the bandages... Those are some STRONG bandages* Sheepy: Crow: Is it off yet? Arsé-kun: Rom: Not yet. This is like running my claws on sandpaper Sheepy: Crow: It's not paper mache after all! Sheepy: Aion: Hah. Of course the Black Monster could do it. But he will not. Arsé-kun: Rom: Of course not. This is too menial for the Black Monster to deal with. Sheepy: Crow: If my other four were here, I could...I dunno! I guess they'd be all over six instead of two. Arsé-kun: Rom: That's likely to be correct. What IS this made of, rocks? Sheepy: Crow: I don't know how it got there. It's starting to get itchy and claustrophobic. Sheepy: Crow: Is there a knot or somethin'? Arsé-kun: Rom: I'm barely making any marks. Sheepy: Crow: Really? Even you can't? Sheepy: Crow: Maybe Uncle can remove it.... Sheepy: Crow: *he grabs Rom and runs upstairs. Crow no* Arsé-kun: Barok: ... I was genuinely hoping you would forget I was here. Sheepy: Crow: Huh?! That's mean...! Arsé-kun: Barok: I half expected it. But yes, good morning. Sheepy: Crow: Look at my paper mache! It's itchy! Arsé-kun: Barok: ... You haven't taken it off yet? Sheepy: Crow: We can't. Arsé-kun: Barok: I see. Sheepy: Crow: It's too hard. Arsé-kun: Barok: Let me see the back. Sheepy: Crow: *he turns to show Barok his wings* Arsé-kun: *crow you might be in danger* Arsé-kun: *click* Sheepy: Crow:? Sheepy: Crow: What's that sound? Arsé-kun: *Barok, with absolutely no warning otherwise, smoothly cuts the "bandages" off of Crow's wings without harming a single feather.* Sheepy: Crow:?! Eh?! Arsé-kun: Barok: Now lets see here. Sheepy: Crow: How is it? Arsé-kun: *Barok starts checking over his wings, rustling feathers here and there* Arsé-kun: Barok: ... A marked improvement. Sheepy: Crow: Really?! I wonder what happened! Arsé-kun: Barok: ... Do you actually want that answer? Sheepy: Crow: Huh? Sure! Arsé-kun: *rom is dead on the floor but not really, dont mind him, he's getting out of dodge* Arsé-kun: *Barok carefully explains what he knows about it. Crow doesn't need the more nightmarish parts.* Sheepy: Crow: So that guy fixed them? I guess I can forgive him for what he did to me, but Rom... Arsé-kun: Barok: That's up for him to decide. Sheepy: Crow: Right, I guess so. Sheepy: Crow: But I'm not happy about what he did to Rom. Arsé-kun: Rom: Neither am I!! *nevermind, he came back. herd u were talkin shit* It was mostly harmless, sure, but it sucked! Sheepy: Crow: Yeah! Arsé-kun: Rom: Couldn't the guy do like the rest of us? Make phone calls, schedule, actually tell others what you're doing??? Sheepy: Crow: Yeah!!! Arsé-kun: Rom: And not whatever THAT was! Sheepy: Crow: What a jerk! Arsé-kun: Rom: And inconsiderate! Sheepy: Crow: Yeah!! Arsé-kun: Rom: That happens again and we punch him out! Sheepy: Crow: I'll show him my crimson fist!!! Arsé-kun: *barok's just quietly shaking his head. He Knows Better™* Sheepy: Crow: You can join us! Arsé-kun: Barok: As much as I'd like to, I wouldn't like those odds of survival. Sheepy: Crow: Let's send his cattle soul to EDEN!!! Yeah!!! Arsé-kun: Barok: *what does that even mEAN* Sheepy: *Crow looks fired up...* Arsé-kun: *And so does Rom. This absolutely cannot end well* Sheepy: Crow: We don't know where he is but we can find him! Arsé-kun: Rom: And kick his ass! Sheepy: Crow: Yeah!!! Arsé-kun: *barok sighs* Sheepy: Shuu: Please think before you act, Rom ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: I have thought about it, and I'd like to prevent a repeat. Sheepy: Crow: Who's this anyway? Sheepy: Crow: Ah! Must be one of my cattle! Sheepy: Shuu:... Arsé-kun: Barok: ... Arsé-kun: Rom: I told you he looks better when he doesn't look like an easter sunday pastel punk. Sheepy: Crow: Uh? Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Sheepy: Crow: Nah, that's not him. Arsé-kun: *Yaiba and Aion get front row seats for Crow being thrown down the stairs for his stupidity* Sheepy rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 20 Sheepy: *Thanks to actually getting a good roll on the d20 for once and his improved wings, Crow sticks the landing really well!* Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Well! That was moderately impressive for you. Perhaps it was even a first that I've ever witness[omitted] Arsé-kun: Rom: *from the top of the stairs* Don't give me ideas! I have the high ground! Sheepy: Aion: This rodent brags about little achievements because they're small like his stature. Perfect size for him to be able to comprehend. Sheepy: Aion: *pose* Arsé-kun: Barok: *he skips the stairs entirely, having casually jumped down. Casually.* Let him have this one. Sheepy: Crow: Wow! Sheepy: Crow: You look so casual when you do that...! That's really cool! I gotta try it once my wings get stronger!! Arsé-kun: Barok: ... I normally wouldn't recommend it. Your ankles are best in one piece. Sheepy: Crow: Ankles? Sheepy: Crow: Actually, it'd hurt the knees! ...Although, I've rolled an ankle before and it hurts... Arsé-kun: Barok: *he wasn't expecting a reply* Sheepy: Crow:...And one time I hit my knee on a table... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: I've gotten headphone wires on a door handle and ripped off my head, and al[omit] Sheepy: Crow: Sounds painful...! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: It was! Sheepy: Aion: Hah. The Dark Sun God experiences no pain. He never makes such foolish fumbles. Sheepy: Crow:.... Arsé-kun: Rom: The well begs to differ. Sheepy: Aion: Hah. Sheepy: Aion: You fail to comprehend the thought processes behind his actions. *pose* I gazed upon it and contemplated its innards. So, the Black Monster had to delve into the abyss. Sheepy: Crow:.... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: ..... Sheepy: Crow: But weren't you crying? Sheepy: Aion: *his hand tightens* Th-this foolish rodent...Cannot tell the difference between rain and tears. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: "What is tact" for 300, mr host Sheepy: Crow: Tact? Sheepy: Crow: It's a game! Tic Tact Toe! You, uhh... Sheepy: Crow:..... Sheepy: Crow: *shrug* Arsé-kun: Barok: .... Why are you children like this? Sheepy: Crow: Huh? Sheepy: Crow: I don't know what the game is, okay? I'm guessing it's a three player fighting game where the main three characters in the roster are Tic, Tact, and Toe! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Not even close, but I'll admit liking the sound of this. Sheepy: Aion: Hah. Of course the rodent knows not what it is. Sheepy: Aion: He knows nothing of games to play with friends. That is how rodents are. Sheepy: Crow: Hey!! That's not true! Arsé-kun: Rom: You're both bad at connect four, understandably because neither of you can count that high. Sheepy: Shuu: Oh, how cruel ⭐ Sheepy: Crow: What?! Sheepy: Crow: I can count higher than 4!!! Sheepy: Aion: No. Rodents cannot count. Arsé-kun: Barok: Most animals do not have enough brain matter to understand numbers. You're lucky you can count at all. Sheepy: Crow:? Sheepy: Aion: Hah. The Dark Sun God can count with ease. Sheepy: Crow: But you can count! Why couldn't I? Arsé-kun: Barok: That is not what I said. Sheepy: Crow: I'm not lucky. Even cattle can count! Arsé-kun: Barok: More than them, though. Sheepy: Crow: Yeah! Sheepy: Crow: I paid a bill a few months ago. That requires counting skills. Sheepy: Shuu: No it doesn't. Sheepy: Aion: It's simple. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: I mean, it kind of does, h[omitted] Sheepy: Crow: Have you ever paid a bill, Wimpion? I bet not! Sheepy: Aion:.... Sheepy: Aion: *pose*..... Sheepy: Aion: The Dark Sun God needs not to pay bills. Arsé-kun: Rom: Not when autopay exists. Sheepy: Aion: Hah. Sheepy: Aion: Hahah. Sheepy: Aion: You don't need to pay bills... Sheepy: Aion: When you have no money... Sheepy: Aion: And make everyone give sacrifices to you...! Sheepy: Aion: *pose* Sheepy: Crow: You're such a sponge! Arsé-kun: *Yaiba has a breakfast egg. This would be fine if it was hardboiled. Or cooked at all.* Sheepy: Shuu:.... Sheepy: Shuu: ........... Sheepy: Shuu: Ah ⭐ There goes any appetite I had ⭐ Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Don't act like it's weird!! Sheepy: Shuu: Raw eggs carry disease. Sheepy: Crow: I carry disease, too! Sheepy: Shuu: That's nice. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: It's better than anything Crow's got. Sheepy: Crow: Salmonella, according to Wimpion. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Don't you get that from salmons? Sheepy: Shuu: No, you get it from raw eggs. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: then why is it named like that?? Sheepy: Shuu: I don't know. Sheepy: Shuu: It's rare in raw eggs but reptiles along with hedgehogs carry it too ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: *throwing a coat onto Crow* Gross. He should put that down. Sheepy: Crow: Where're we going? Arsé-kun: Rom: Didn't you say you wanted to beat up a man? Sheepy: Crow: Yeah! Arsé-kun: Rom: Then put your damn coat on. Sheepy: *Crow puts it on* Sheepy: Crow: I'm gonna punch him! Arsé-kun: Rom: We both will! Sheepy: Crow: Yeah!!! Arsé-kun: Rom: Yeah!!! (fire) (fire) (fire) Sheepy: Crow: I'm all fired up!!! This is my crimson passion!!!!! *he runs out* Arsé-kun: Rom: ... We're not gonna find the guy, but any excuse for exercise is good enough. Sheepy: Shuu: I would join you if my ribs were healed ⭐ I'd like some exercise ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: We'll figure something out afterwards. Arsé-kun: *but he goes to catch up to Crow. or try* Sheepy: Crow: C'mon, you're so slow!! Arsé-kun: Rom: I am not slow! Sheepy: Crow: Right now you are! Arsé-kun: Rom: I! Am! Not slow!! Sheepy: Crow: Are too! Sheepy: *Crow is too focused on making fun of Rom to pay attention to his surroundings...Like the large hound running at him - which just knocked him clean off his feet by jumping on him. ouch* Sheepy: Crow: Ugh-! Arsé-kun: Rom: Crow!! I'm coming, hold on! Sheepy: *The dog goes for Crow's throat! Crow shifts, causing the teeth to hit his shoulder instead.* Arsé-kun: *Rom charges in to knock the hound off!! he trips over Crow instead* Sheepy: Crow: Ugh...! Arsé-kun: Rom: Sorry..! Sheepy: *The dog seems unsure of itself... It's begun sniffing at Crow.* Sheepy: Crow: You sh-shouldn't eat me! I have salmonella! Arsé-kun: Rom: How is that going to help?! Sheepy: Crow: Do you have any better ideas?! Arsé-kun: Rom: Push it off?!? Sheepy: *The dog seems hesitant to continue its attack...* Sheepy: Crow:......Hey, I wonder why it stopped? Arsé-kun: Rom: Do something, you idiot! Sheepy: Crow: He kinda looks like my childhood dog...Except, y'know, with bloodier teeth because he just put them in my shoulder. Sheepy: *The dog gets off by choice.* Arsé-kun: Rom: ...?? *he gets off of Crow* Sheepy: *....It playbows!* Arsé-kun: Rom: Did we just scare it..? Sheepy: Crow: That's no reason for it to put my teeth in my shoulder...! Sheepy: Crow: Ouch, ouch...It hurts a lot... And Uncle's gonna kill me for getting injured right after I'm fixed up... Sheepy: *The dog licks Crow. It seems to recognize him!* Sheepy: Crow: Hey, hey, don't act like this makes up for you biting me, Balmung! If you wanna greet a friend you haven't seen for a while, you don't bite them! Owow... Arsé-kun: *Rom just looks back towards the house. Please tell him y'alls seeing this shit* Sheepy: *Shuu has his hands in his face. can everyone stop being embarrassments for two seconds? No* Arsé-kun: *Yaiba is just watching this and making no move to help. That's a very large dog.* Sheepy: Crow: *he gets up, clutching his shoulder. Balmung is crowding him as dogs usually do, wagging his tail. He's excited!* Sheepy: Crow: I guess we should go on and put something on this, huh... Arsé-kun: Rom: We're turning around and dealing with this. Sheepy: Crow: Just my luck...But if I hadn't moved..He would'a... Sheepy: Crow: He was going for the kill... Arsé-kun: Rom: Not letting that happen. Take your dog with you. Sheepy: Crow: Uh, alright. Sheepy: Crow: *he heads back in the direction of the house, Balmung following closely and wagging his tail* Arsé-kun: *Yaiba opens the door and backs off, warily staring at Balmung* Sheepy: Crow: *he enters. Balmung follows. He looks at Yaiba but pays him little mind.* Sheepy: Shuu: This isn't a normal dog either... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Yeah, seeing that he likes Crow. Sheepy: Aion: Most dogs would eat rodents. Sheepy: Shuu: He did attempt that, didn't he... Sheepy: Crow: You guys're jerks...Ouch...! It hurts a ton and you're making fun of me on top of it! Arsé-kun: *Barok absent from scene because he went to get medical supplies from the bathroom cabinet* Sheepy: Shuu: My apologies ⭐ You make it too easy to make fun of you ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: Try not to trip over him, Crow. Sheepy: Crow: Hey, don't expect me to give you pets! You bit me! Sheepy: Aion: You must sacrifice yourself to him if he ever comes near the Dark Sun God. Sheepy: Aion: So the Dark Sun God may make his escape. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Maybe we'll throw you to it first! Hence! You're dark god meat, you've gotta be better! Sheepy: Aion: No....No....! Sheepy: Aion: The Dark Sun God is awful tasting...Poisonous...! Sheepy: Crow: We had practice tomorrow too.... Arsé-kun: *Barok returns with some supplies, spots Balmung, and just Stops.* Sheepy: *Balmung stops circling around Crow to look at Barok* Sheepy: *...before trying to jump on him!* Arsé-kun: Barok: ... .... Excuse me? What do we have Here??? *he isn't knocked over by Balmung* Sheepy: *Balmung licks Barok* Arsé-kun: *He surprisingly allows this* Sheepy: Crow: He bit my shoulder before expecting love and affection from me. He was going for my throat. Sheepy: Crow: I don't get it...And his collar is missing too. Arsé-kun: Barok: I see... Very suspicious. Sheepy: *Balmung knows not what suspicious is. He's instead showering Barok in affection. Circle circle circle* Sheepy: Crow: How did he get here? He disappeared when Dad did... Arsé-kun: Barok: One thing at a time. The wound first, this second. Sheepy: Crow:...Alright. Arsé-kun: *Barok patches it up while dealing with Dog* Sheepy: *Balmung is very happy around both of them!* Arsé-kun: Barok: But if Balmung is here, then that means... Sheepy: Crow: But Dad's dead, isn't he? Sheepy: Crow: I feel like I saw him yesterday, but...I... Arsé-kun: Barok: ... Well, I found this. *he takes out a feather that does not belong to Crow nor himself- because it's pure white. Neither of them have white feathers* So I'm going to beat him into the ground. Sheepy: Crow: ...! That's his! Arsé-kun: *Rom has firmly subscribed to "Having lost track of what is happening". Today's issue is "It's not my business"* Arsé-kun: Barok: I hope it is. Sheepy: Crow: If we have Balmung sniff it, he can track Dad down! Like in detective novels! Arsé-kun: Barok: It might work. But this time, you're going to stay behind me. Sheepy: Crow: Ah? I'm really strong... Arsé-kun: Barok: I said. To stay behind me. Sheepy: Crow: ....Fine. Sheepy: Crow: I'm not going to get in the way. Arsé-kun: Barok: You better not. We don't need a third event this week. Sheepy: Shuu: Strength means nothing if you don't use it properly ⭐ Sheepy: Crow: There's not gonna be a third event! Arsé-kun: Barok: Good. Put your coat back on. Sheepy: *Crow puts his coat back on* Arsé-kun: Barok: Balmung. *he leans down and offers Balmung the feather* Track him down. Sheepy: Balmung: *he sniffs at the feather before heading on his way to track down its owner!* Sheepy: *Crow follows Balmung* Arsé-kun: *Barok hurries after him to get in Front* Arsé-kun: Barok: *what the FUVCK did I JUST say, Crow? ? ? ?* Sheepy: Crow: You're slow! Arsé-kun: Barok: We JUST talked about this. Sheepy: Crow: But if we dwaddle, we may lose him! Sheepy: Crow: We can't afford that! If I hadn't moved at the right time, I wouldn't be around anymore potentially! I need to know why he sent Balmung for my throat like some wild animal he's hunting! Arsé-kun: Barok: That's why you're staying behind me! No repeats! Sheepy: Crow:...Fine. *he seems annoyed, but he actually does stay behind Barok this time.* Arsé-kun: *and they continue following Balmung* Sheepy: *Balmung quickens the pace* Arsé-kun: Barok: We must be close..! Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Really? Sheepy: *Balmung rushes up to a tree and stops by it, barking. boof boof* Arsé-kun: *Barok stops behind another tree. Stealth Mode* Sheepy: Balmung: *boof, boof!* Sheepy: Crow:? *he follows Barok* Arsé-kun: *a few dog treats drop from the tree. a reward.* Sheepy: Balmung: *he seems pleased by the treats!* Sheepy: Crow:....??? Sheepy: Crow: *he lowers his voice* That tree dispenses dog treats... Arsé-kun: *Barok just sighs* Sheepy: Balmung: *he's looking up expectantly* Arsé-kun: *Surely enough, someone does climb down and kneel down to pet Balmung. There he is. The bastard himself.* Sheepy: Crow:....! Sheepy: *Crow disregards the one rule Barok set and jumps on the man. He has never thought. Ever* Arsé-kun: *He never saw it com-ingggg♫* Sheepy: *Balmung doesn't help.* Arsé-kun: *Barok casually joins in and stomps down on them. Hard. there may be some pent up anger here* Arsé-kun: Barok: Klimt. You bastard. Sheepy: Crow: You jerk! First you up and disappear, and now this?! I tried really hard not to give up on you! I thought you'd come back and that the only reason why you wouldn't is if something happened to you - like you dying! *Crow, despite his anger, sounds closer to tears than anything.* Arsé-kun: Klimt: ....... *he's moderately panicked, but also pinned down and very much at their mercy* I was really hoping we wouldn't meet like this! Sheepy: Crow: You could'a just stopped at disappearing, you know! Sure, I was sad, but I was getting over it! Then you try to kill me?! Arsé-kun: Klimt: What?! I disappeared to keep you alive! *he turns his head to stare at Crow incredulously* Why on [censored]'s green earth would I do anything to you?? Sheepy: Crow: You tell me! You tell me! Balmung tried to tear my throat out like I was some animal to be hunted! He wouldn't do that without being told to! I know he wouldn't! Arsé-kun: Klimt: I am telling you! I am- OW! *Barok stomped on him again* It wasn't supposed to be you! Why were you here? Sheepy: Crow: What do you mean?! I LIVE around here! Why WOULDN'T I be here?! Arsé-kun: Klimt: >:I ?? ? Sheepy: Crow: All I did was leave my house with my friend and you're blaming me for being somewhere I shouldn't?! Sheepy: Crow: Why was he even going after anyone, huh? Maybe deer, I can understand deer! But why PEOPLE? It wasn't supposed to be me?! So it'd be okay if you killed someone who wasn't me? Arsé-kun: Klimt: It's a long story, okay?! I have to pay back a favor! You shouldn't have even survived! Sheepy: Crow: What? Sheepy: Crow: I only did because I moved before Balmung stuck his teeth in my throat! Arsé-kun: Klimt: Not that! Before that! Sheepy: Crow: ...? Sheepy: Crow: What're you even talking about? Arsé-kun: Klimt: .... I'll tell Azathoth he did a wonderful job on your wings though. I didn't even ask for that. Sheepy: Crow: I don't understand what you're going on about. Arsé-kun: Klimt: When you got kicked out, Crocell! Sheepy: Crow: ...?! Arsé-kun: *Barok slowly removes his foot from Klimt once he's sure a fight isn't gonna break out* Sheepy: Crow: I wasn't ... supposed to live? ... Sheepy: Crow: But...I... didn't do anything wrong. Arsé-kun: Klimt: I know! Don't you think I'm angry about that?! Sheepy: Crow: I...But.. Sheepy: Crow: I thought... ...I don't get it! Why would they hate me that much...?! Arsé-kun: Klimt: Whoever didn't fit in got treated like garbage! Sure, maybe it's better NOW, but it doesn't make up for anything they've done! Sheepy: Crow: But how does you trying to kill someone have anything to do with me not dying...? Arsé-kun: Klimt: Because if I don't do what I'm told, you'll be assassinated! Sheepy: Crow:... Sheepy: Crow: *he looks near tears...* Arsé-kun: *the only one here who ISN'T is Barok, who looks about the same as he does in court- Ice Cold Alright alright alright al* Sheepy: Crow:....But I didn't do anything wrong. Arsé-kun: Klimt: It's leverage against me. I don't even know if she'll act on it, but I don't want that! Sheepy: Crow:...She? Arsé-kun: Germain: ... I was going to ask if you needed help. *oh no. its you* But you seem to have encountered a family member. Good luck. Sheepy: Crow: You're... Sheepy: Crow: Saint....Saint... Sheepy: Crow:.... Arsé-kun: Germain: *he waits to let Crow finish* Sheepy: Crow: Martha? Arsé-kun: Germain: :) I've been called worse. *he ignores Barok glaring daggers towards him* Let me fix that shoulder for you. That was not meant to happen. Sheepy: Crow: Huh? Arsé-kun: Germain: A certain squid decided to change the information around. On purpose. Arsé-kun: *Klimt looks alarmed* Sheepy: Crow: Oh! Squid is tasty! Arsé-kun: Barok: .... I'd wring his neck, but he's already devastated me once. Arsé-kun: Germain: I saw! Terrible idea. Don't do that. Sheepy: Crow: Uh? Sheepy: Crow: Squids don't even have brains, do they? Sheepy: Crow: They're like edible jellyfish. Arsé-kun: Germain: No, they do. It's shaped like a doughnut. Sheepy: Crow: Really? Sheepy: Crow: I'm hungry... Sheepy: Crow: I wonder if they get tired of losing a fraction of their thoughts through the hole... Arsé-kun: *Germain stops sidetracking and puts his hand on Crow's shoulder. Healed* Sheepy: Crow: It feels better already! Sheepy: Crow: Thanks! Sheepy: Crow: I have practice tomorrow so I needed that arm! Arsé-kun: Germain: Klimt, we need to speak sooner rather than later, but take the week off anyway. I may not be active, but I'll get your section covered. Arsé-kun: Klimt: :O Arsé-kun: Klimt: :OOOOOOO Arsé-kun: *Like father, like son. Gremlins, the both of them.* Arsé-kun: *Germain tips his hat and proceeds to just... Leave. And start talking to someone else, despite being perfectly audible* Arsé-kun: Germain: ... yeah, it went through-- We'll recruit for the rebellion later on-- What? You donut-brained octodick, don't do that again-- *real classy and informational stuff. and very intentional* Sheepy: Crow: ?????? Sheepy: Crow: I don’t get it... rebellion? Week off? ... Eh, week off? Where’re you gonna go? Sheepy: *Balmung is just busy doing dog things. Sniffing at things. Looking at things. Usual dog things* Sheepy: Crow: You don't know where to go now? Arsé-kun: Klimt: I... Have no idea what he was talking about. Or that. Sheepy: Crow: I gotta ask the old man, but maybe you can stay with me temporarily! Arsé-kun: *Barok's staring over his shoulder. Someone (Cyan) is clearly visible despite her best efforts. Her sacrifice is not in vain* Sheepy: Crow:...Eh? Cyan? Sheepy: Crow: Oh shoot, you followed us? Arsé-kun: Cyan: You've been gone for so long! It wasn't hard to find you, with you yelling so much... Sheepy: Crow: H-how much did you hear? Arsé-kun: Cyan: Hmmmm... Is "not much" a good answer? Sheepy: Crow: Yeah! Sheepy: Crow: D'ya know where the old man is? I gotta ask him something. Sheepy: Crow: It's super cold out.... So if you don't know, I'll just go inside. Arsé-kun: Cyan: *she looks around* Y'know, I'm not sure! Lets get in before we catch cold! Sheepy: Crow: *he finally gets off of Klimt* Let's go find the old man, Dad! He looks even older than you! Arsé-kun: Klimt: I don't think that's all that difficult! Arsé-kun: Barok: *very quietly* you don't think, either Sheepy: Crow: You've got white streaks so you're close! Arsé-kun: Klimt: *he runs his hand through his hair* You don't need to tell me! Sheepy: Crow: The old man is fully white! Sheepy: Crow: C'mon, let's gooo!! It's so cold! Arsé-kun: Cyan: Yes, please! Brrrr-brrrr-mrrrr! Freezing! Sheepy: *Crow drags Klimt with him while rambling about all the stuff he's going to show Klimt* Arsé-kun: *Klimt just lets this happen. He's still working everything out, slowly.* Sheepy: Crow: I'll show you my super cool Red Tomahawk too! *he drags Klimt inside* Arsé-kun: Klimt: I'm not getting much of a choice, am I?? Sheepy: Crow: Yeah! Sheepy: Crow: Rooooom! Do you know where the old man is? Arsé-kun: Rom: *he looks up from giving Shuu attention, but not TOO much attention, but* No idea! Sheepy: Crow: Darn. Sheepy: Shuu: *he looks over at Crow and Klimt* He feels like Crane. Sheepy: Crow: It's CROW!! Sheepy: Crow: With a C!!!! Arsé-kun: Rom: With a sea? A whole ocean? Sheepy: Crow: Noooo!!!!!! Arsé-kun: Rom: :) Sheepy: Crow: It's a letter! The third one! After B! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Th-there's a bee?! Sheepy: Crow: No! No! Sheepy: Aion: ........... *groan*....... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: And you've gotta stop falling into the snow when you do that! It only makes it worse! Sheepy: Aion: The Dark Sun God...feels no warmth... Sheepy: Aion: Just heaven's embrace...Oh...Oh.... Sheepy: Aion:......... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: *he's so done* That's my arm. Sheepy: Aion:........Warm....Cozy...*lean* Arsé-kun: Yaiba: You'd be warmer off the floor. Sheepy: Aion:....... Sheepy: Aion: *he gets up* ........ Sheepy: Aion: *...before noticing Klimt and hiding behind Yaiba.* Arsé-kun: Yaiba: T^T Sheepy: Aion: Ah...Ah...An intruder in the Dark Sun God's temple... Sheepy: Crow: He's not an intruder! He's my dad! Arsé-kun: *Rom almost spits* Sheepy: Crow: What? Arsé-kun: Rom: I envy you being able to just say words! Sheepy: Shuu: I have to say, you two barely look alike... Sheepy: Crow: Eh? What did I say wrong? Sheepy: Aion: Oh...So frightening.... Arsé-kun: *Barok makes eye contact with Aion, and gives his older brother and senior idiot bunny ears, all with a completely straight face* Sheepy: Aion:.....? Sheepy: Aion:.....Rabbit.... Arsé-kun: *Klimt is looking everyone over before deciding yes, this is good company before greeting everyone, patting Crow's head, and then whipping around to Totally Own Barok.* Arsé-kun: *behold, the legendary older brother noogie. never before seen by anybody in this room bc yall are boring* Arsé-kun: *Barok expires. Or pretends to. Hard to tell.* Arsé-kun: Klimt: What's all the weird looks for? I don't bite! That's Balmung's job!! Sheepy: Shuu: Haha ⭐ Most people here are shy ⭐ Sheepy: Aion: Bite.... *pose* Ah... That is what rodents do... Sheepy: Crow: I've never bit anyone, Wimpion! Don't spread any wrong ideas! Sheepy: Aion: Doubtful. That is what rodents do. Arsé-kun: Klimt: Hold up, hedgies aren't rodents! Sheepy: Aion:...What? Arsé-kun: Klimt: ... Or was that the point? Sheepy: Aion:..... Sheepy: Aion: Any miniscule squeaking thing is a rodent. Sheepy: Aion: He talks like a rodent. Eats like a rodent. Runs around like a rodent. Is the size of a rodent. Arsé-kun: *Klimt actually considers this. Aion does have a point* Arsé-kun: Barok: This is where Crow gets it from. Thank him for his services. *he's rolling his eyes* Sheepy: Shuu: What a crime ⭐ Arsé-kun: Klimt: I'll give you the middle two and we'll call it good. Sheepy: Shuu: He's like your friend's little brother who you hope grows up soon so he's less loud and inconsiderate ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: and then doesn't. Sheepy: Shuu: Yeah. Sheepy: Aion: *pose* The rodent has proved...again and again, he is a rodent. Sheepy: Crow: At least I don't hide and cry at the sound of thunder like you do, you scaredy-cat! Sheepy: Aion: Hah. The Black Monster is no cat. He is a proud lion. Sheepy: Shuu: Lions do nothing for a pride except eat food and fight potential predators. However, they're perfectly willing to slaughter their own children if it suits them ⭐ Sheepy: Shuu: Otherwise, they just laze about and sleep all day ⭐ Sheepy: Aion: *pose* Lies and slander against the Dark Sun God will cause the light to be blotted out. Sheepy: Shuu: I read it in a National Geographic. Sheepy: Aion: What a cursed thing...Ah...I must fight this Mr. National Geographic... Sheepy: Shuu:...Hm, but there's one thing I'm wondering. Sheepy: Shuu: Crow's a hedgehog. His dad isn't. Sheepy: Shuu:..... Arsé-kun: Klimt: Oh, he got everything from his mom. Sheepy: Shuu:....Eh. I've seen weirder. Sheepy: Crow: Right! I haven't told you their names! Sheepy: Aion: You mess up your own name. Sheepy: Crow: I do not! Sheepy: Aion: You're fine when you sing it, but the second someone else gets it wrong you butcher it further. Arsé-kun: *Yaiba is waiting to Speak. He is planning his words. Unfortunately.* Sheepy: Crow: The tall jerk is Wimpion, the guy with glasses is Yaiba, the manly guy is Rom... Sheepy: Crow: Eh... Sheepy: Crow:.... Arsé-kun: Rom: It's still Shuu, even without the dye. Sheepy: Aion: Ah...The Easter gosling was a black swan all along... Arsé-kun: Rom: You too?! Sheepy: Aion: He looks nothing alike... Sheepy: Aion: Oh....There is an air of mystery about him... Sheepy: Shuu: Oh, I wouldn't say that. Sheepy: Crow: Yeah, that guy's Shuu. Which is short for Shuzone. Sheepy: Shuu: But it's not. Arsé-kun: Rom: Shuzone, auto parts and repair Sheepy: Shuu: No.... Sheepy: Shuu: I do have my experience with cars though ⭐ Racecars. Sheepy: Shuu: For work. Sheepy: Shuu: It's taking your life into your hands for a meaningless trophy ⭐ Sheepy: Shuu: But since you now know butchered versions of two of our names and two actual versions of our names, I suppose we should find out yours ⭐ It's social courtesy ⭐ Sheepy: Shuu: I'm expecting some fascinating name from someone who names their child Crane ⭐ Arsé-kun: Klimt: ... Eh? Sheepy: Shuu: Hm? Sheepy: Shuu: Well, he's a hedgehog, isn't he? Not a crane. Sheepy: Shuu: It's like naming your dog "Cat". Sheepy: Crow: My name's CROW!!! Arsé-kun: Klimt: Oh, you've shortened it? Would you rather it over Crocell? Sheepy: Crow: E-eh?! Sheepy: Shuu:.... Arsé-kun: Rom: Oh, is that it? I was expecting something like... Crocycle. Crowchella. Sheepy: Aion: What a nerdy name... Sheepy: Shuu: Hehe ⭐ I was expecting Crownathan. ... Just kidding ⭐ Sheepy: Crow: *pout* Arsé-kun: Barok: ... This is never going to end. *he pinches the bridge of his nose and just sighs* His name is Klimt and I am not sure how he is the elder here. Sheepy: Shuu: Klimt... Sheepy: Shuu: Ah...if his last name were Stone, I could say I met a modern stone age family. Arsé-kun: *Rom snorts* Arsé-kun: Klimt: ... Well, that's a new one. Sheepy: Crow: I don't get it! Sheepy: Crow: But if it's an insult, I'll fight you! Sheepy: Shuu: I'm too fragile ⭐ Sheepy: Shuu: I'm cozy right now too ⭐ I don't want to move. Sheepy: Crow: I'll fight you later! Don't try to run away! I'm super duper strong! Sheepy: Shuu: No thanks ⭐ Arsé-kun: *Yaiba's ominously doing the glasses-shining thing. Can't see shit because of it but you don't need to see to breathe* Arsé-kun: Rom: ... Arsé-kun: Rom: Yai-better fuckin not. Sheepy: Shuu: Oh no ⭐ Arsé-kun: *Yaiba starts Speaking. Very fast. Oh No. It Begins* Sheepy: Aion: *pose* Sheepy: Aion: Ah....Yaiba is very knowledgeable...amazing...! Arsé-kun: *Klimt tries to understand but gives up somewhere between Evang... what? and Beats. whatever those mean* Sheepy: Crow: *annoyed tail swishing* Sheepy: Crow: I don't get it...!! Sheepy: Shuu: *his tail is wagging* How exciting ⭐ How talented ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: How awful. At least he's excited. Arsé-kun: *Yaiba doesn't shut the FUCK up until he's literally unable to say another word and falling onto his butt from lack of balance. BREATHE MOTHERFUCKER* Sheepy: Crow: Triangle? Sheepy: Crow:.... Arsé-kun: Klimt: An indecipherable pyramid isn't too far off from at least one superior. Sheepy: Crow: I haven't seen anything like that. Arsé-kun: Klimt: Good. Me neither. Arsé-kun: Barok: What I gleaned out of that entire thing was that he's watched far too much anime. Sheepy: Crow: People talk about angels having true forms that're rings with a bajillion eyes. Sheepy: Crow: But I'm no ring! I'm a hedgehog. Arsé-kun: Barok: You're not an ophanim. Thankfully. No one wants to see that. Sheepy: Crow: But sometimes I use it to sneak into the fridge at night without waking anyone to get a snack. Sheepy: Aion:...Th-The Dark Sun God does no such thing. Arsé-kun: Rom: Is that why we mysteriously don't have any shredded cheese, Crow? Sheepy: Crow:?! Sheepy: Crow: That question isn't fair! Angels can't lie! Arsé-kun: Rom: You're the only one in the room who exclusively goes for dairy at 3 am. Sheepy: Shuu: Why shredded cheese...? Sheepy: Crow: Y-yeah, but I was hungry! Sheepy: Shuu: Why shredded cheese...? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: It's good at 4 am? I - I guess? Sheepy: Shuu:...It's a secret ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: the entire box of fruit gummies I bought two days ago. Where did those go, hmmm? Sheepy: Shuu: I never could have sugar in my diet at work ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: So you ate the entire box. Sheepy: Shuu: Mostly vegetables ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: *flat stare* Sheepy: Crow: At dinner you looked like you wanted to cry upon seeing the veggies on your plate... Sheepy: Shuu:...I won't do it again ⭐ Sheepy: Shuu: It's artificial and nice but my body is hating me for it. Arsé-kun: Rom: Then you better not do that to the gummy bears I JUST bought. Sheepy: Shuu: I won't. Arsé-kun: *Yaiba looks like he is considering this to be a personal challenge* Sheepy: Shuu: I have to keep a good healthy diet just in case I change my mind about leaving the business ⭐ Sheepy: Shuu: I usually work out every day and eat right. Sheepy: Shuu: I have to if I'm going to stay an idol ⭐ Arsé-kun: Yaiba: And not like a certain someone here. A certain non-rodent. Sheepy: Crow: Huuh? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: You've eaten three times between lunch and dinner. How? How? Sheepy: Crow: 'Cause I'm hungry! Sheepy: Aion: And yet...we know you're not growing taller anymore. Sheepy: Crow: I'll grow tall and embarrass you! Sheepy: Aion: He eats like a rodent... Sheepy: Crow: I'm not a rodent! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: The cycle of stupidity has been completed. We have reached the new beginnings o[omit] Sheepy: Shuu:...This guy's compared to me on the occasion despite putting no effort into his appearance, hm... Sheepy: Aion: How talented you are, Yaiba...Bringing us to our beginnings... Arsé-kun: Barok: *sarcastic* In the beginning, God made life- Sheepy: Crow: No, I heard this enough! Arsé-kun: Klimt: Then he made the word "fuck" and eeeeverything went downhill real quick! Sheepy: Crow: Eh?! Arsé-kun: Klimt: I mean, it's true? Arsé-kun: Klimt: In some kinda way? Sheepy: Crow: You said...a forbidden word...! Arsé-kun: Klimt: Absolutely no where on angel rules does it say I can't say "fuck" when describing a scene. Sheepy: Crow: Eeeeh?! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: But he said it again... Sheepy: Crow: Eh?! Arsé-kun: Klimt: Listen, swear words are not sins unless used in specific ways! Sheepy: Crow: But...! Arsé-kun: Klimt: We're in a closed private space. It is not a sin. Arsé-kun: Klimt: No one is speaking of the action or doing the action of. Well. You know. Sheepy: Crow: 'm not gonna risk it! I'm a good angel! I didn't do anything wrong so maybe I'll unfall! Sheepy: Crow: Then I can get my other four wings and my power back! Arsé-kun: *no one tell him it doesnt work that way* Sheepy: Crow: So I gotta keep working at it! Arsé-kun: Klimt: You'll get somewhere one day! Sheepy: Crow: Yeah! I’m all fired up!!!! Sheepy: Crow: I’m gonna be the goodest angel! Through my crimson passion! YEAH!!! *his tail is wagging at a million mph. wag wag wag wag* Sheepy: Aion: Rodents will stay rodents. Sheepy: Crow: I’M NOT A RODENT!!! Arsé-kun: *Cyan s verrrrry slowly coming into scene with dumbass cat eyes focused on Crow's tail. aaaaaand SMACK* Sheepy: Crow:?! Sheepy: Crow: Eh?! Sheepy: Aion: Your tail flails like a squirrel, fearfully dashing from side to side in a dazed attempt to flee an oncoming car. Arsé-kun: *Cyan tries to catch it. she does not* Sheepy: Crow: I-it's not a cat toy! Arsé-kun: Cyan: Anything's a cat toy to a cat! :3c Sheepy: Shuu: If you attached bells to it it'd work really well as a cat toy. Sheepy: Crow: Eh...I guess so, huh... Sheepy: Crow: I'm no cat...I don't know what's considered a cat toy and what isn't... Arsé-kun: Cyan: If it exists! Sheepy: Crow: Anything that exists?! Sheepy: Crow: I saw a video once of a cat batting at a peacock...Even peacocks are toys... They're so big though. Sheepy: Shuu: You don't worry about me ⭐ I don't have interest in such things. Sheepy: Shuu: But you look more like a cat than a hedgehog. Sheepy: Shuu: Hedgehogs don't actually have tails, do they? Arsé-kun: Barok: No. Not like that. *smirk* Sheepy: Shuu: I'm guessing you know why he does? Arsé-kun: Barok: It's certainly possible, but it isn't my place to answer. Sheepy: Shuu: I understand. Sheepy: Shuu: My species... is a secret ⭐ Sheepy: Shuu: So I can relate. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Sheepy: Crow: Naw, those hedgehogs at the pet store haven't grown their tails yet. Sheepy: Crow: All hedgehogs have tails like mine. Sheepy: Crow: Even the goofy looking ones at the pet store. Sheepy: Crow: They're so little, too. What do they eat? Grass? Like a cow? Arsé-kun: Barok: ... *he just sighs* Sheepy: Crow: What? Sheepy: Crow: I tried talking to 'em but they just kept running on their hamster wheel and running around. Sheepy: Aion: Of course. They are incapable of speech. Sheepy: Crow:? Uncle, is that true? Arsé-kun: Barok: They don't know english. Sheepy: Crow: Amazing! I'm super talented at talking then! Sheepy: Crow: Even as a Myumon I can speak English really well! And I can talk better than those hedgehogs in the pet store in general!! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: But can you speak pet store hedgehog? That's what matters here. Hence, you're failing your own language. Sheepy: Crow: Eh?! How do I learn pet store hedgehog?! Sheepy: Aion: Try Duolingo. Sheepy: Crow: I don't know what that is! Arsé-kun: *Yaiba snorts* Sheepy: Crow: Yaiba, what is that? Sheepy: Crow: Is he making fun of me? Sheepy: Crow: I'm gonna fight him! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: A cursed app by a cursed creature, rumored to fly through the night and threaten you when you miss a language lesson. Sometimes it has a gun. Sheepy: Crow: E-eh?! Sheepy: Crow: S...Shadow....has an app... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: N-no! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: I said fly! It's the duolingo owl! Cursed bird of the night! Sheepy: Crow: Huh? Sheepy: Crow:.... Sheepy: Crow:..... Sheepy: Crow: Batman? Sheepy: Crow: I don't get it! Sheepy: Shuu: I thought that angels inherently knew any language ⭐ Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Sheepy: Crow:.... Sheepy: Crow: I dunno, I only know, like...two angels other than me. Arsé-kun: Klimt: Eh... Doesn't mean we can remember em all at once. Don't get me started on the difference between the spanish variations. Sheepy: Shuu: That's understandable. Sheepy: Shuu: But do you know petstore hedgehog? Arsé-kun: Klimt: .... That'd be base hedgehog? Not fun on the vocal cords, but doable. Sheepy: Crow:?! There's a hedgehog language?! Arsé-kun: Klimt: :v Sheepy: Crow: The heck?! Is that what Mom spoke?! Is that why you knew that??? Sheepy: Shuu: I imagine it sounding like Alvin and the Chipmunks. Arsé-kun: Klimt: It's not Chipmunk, and those are a stereotype! Sheepy: Shuu: Chipmunks have a language, too? Sheepy: Shuu: Do you speak with animals in your free time? Sheepy: Shuu: Oh dear. Maybe you've even spoken to my family. That's embarrassing ⭐ Sheepy: Shuu:...Although they aren't exactly animals even in the Myumon sense, I suppose ⭐ Sheepy: Shuu: But I also have to wonder. Sheepy: Shuu: Are there Myumons in Heaven? Arsé-kun: Klimt: Welllll. Getting with a mortal is still considered a sin, sooooo. Sheepy: Shuu: Huh. Sheepy: Shuu: I knew he wasn't a Nephilim because they're known for being tall ⭐ Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Arsé-kun: Barok: That's harsh. Sheepy: Crow: I'm a hedgehog! Sheepy: Crow: I'm no...whatever that is! Sounds like some kinda lizard! Sheepy: Aion: It's when you hire a family member. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Sheepy: Crow: Dad doesn't have a business. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: I thought it was a type of lilim. Sheepy: Crow:?! Sheepy: Crow: Really? Sheepy: Crow: But I've got no movie about me! Sheepy: Shuu: Do you want to take a shot at it or should I explain it myself? My dream prince ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: I think I just got whiplash from Crow making that mistake, so you do it. Sheepy: Shuu: A nephilim is a child born from an angel and a human coming together in union. Although some believe it to mean "fallen angel" instead ⭐ Sheepy: Crow: Yeah, I'm a fallen angel!! Sheepy: Crow: But I didn't do anything wrong! Sheepy: Crow: Heh! They must'a been jealous of how cool I am. Sheepy: Shuu: That's the kind of optimistic denial you need ⭐ I'm no stranger to using optimism to ignore the facts, haha~ Arsé-kun: Yaiba: *very quietly* and you're no stranger to love, Sheepy: Shuu: I'm very lucky in that respect ⭐ Sheepy: Shuu: But if you keep lying to yourself about everything, you'll start seeing a different face in your mirror. How scary ⭐ Sheepy: Crow: Like a gh-ghost?! The heck, you're gonna send a ghost after me?! Sheepy: Crow: I knew you looked like a ghost wizard! Sheepy: Aion: You dare invade this god's sanctuary with your accursed spirits, black swan? Ah, your soul will be rotted away. Arsé-kun: *Rom just sighs* Sheepy: Aion: Hah...First that whisperer's prying eyes, gazing deep into the Black Monster's soul...Now, this black swan dares spread its wings against the Dark Sun God's sanctuary...Darkness will reign down upon all who oppose the Black Monster, clawing within them a scream of fear at the punishment they have wrought against themselves! Sheepy: Crow: Yeah, Wimpion, you tell 'em! I don't get a lick of what you're saying but it sounds good! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: It's a threat. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? What's Wimpion gonna do, cry on 'em? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Maybe his tears are acid, you don't know! Sheepy: Crow: He won't lift a hand for manual labor. He's not gonna lift a hand to slap someone. Sheepy: Aion: Hah. Sheepy: Aion: Of course! Sheepy: Aion: The Dark Sun God needs not raise his hand against a puny rodent like you! Sheepy: Aion: In the blink of an eye your life will extinguish, leaving naught but unfulfilled hopes and dreams! Sheepy: Aion: A rodent like you thinks in seconds, a god thinks in years, millenia! You dare utter that this god should raise his hand upon you? What nonsense! Sheepy: Crow: Those are some big, fancy excuses from someone who's gotta beg for spiders to be killed for him! Sheepy: Aion: Hah.... Sheepy: Aion:..... Sheepy: Aion: Hah...You dare speak against the Black Monster... *pose*... Sheepy: Aion: And yet! You don't even fulfill your quest! What a rodent thing to do! Sheepy: Crow: I don't know where the old man is!! You think I'm gonna run all around shouting for him? Arsé-kun: Rom: Yes. Sheepy: Crow:.... Sheepy: Crow:....Old maaan!! Sheepy: Shuu: How predictable... Arsé-kun: Rom: He's not running. Sheepy: Crow: I can't run indoors! Sheepy: Crow: Unless....!!! Sheepy: Crow: I outspeed anyone who tries to stop me! Sheepy: Crow: Old maaaan! Where are you?? Sheepy: *Crow runs into another room, still shouting. amazing* Sheepy: Crow: Old maaaaaan...!! Arsé-kun: *Klimt starts to say "Yes??" but Barok smacks him first. Sibling culture.* Arsé-kun: Shadow: *on a megaphone, most likely on the complete other side of the building* Crow, what the 𝒻𝓊𝒸𝓀 could you possibly want now?? Sheepy: Crow: Do you know where the old man is?! Arsé-kun: Shadow: *this is very obviously sarcasm* Oh, I have no idea! It's not like he's in the same area as I am! Sheepy: Crow: Oh! I'll just come over there then! Sheepy: *Crow runs over* Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Hence, temporary relief. Arsé-kun: *Madarame is patiently waiting for Crow to show up. He is ready for the yelling. He always is.* Sheepy: Crow: Hey, Old Man! Arsé-kun: Madarame: Yes? How may I help the fallen this afternoon?? Sheepy: Crow: *he spreads out his wings* Look at my wings! They were covered in paper mache! Now they aren't! Arsé-kun: Madarame: Oh? They've finally healed? Very nice. :) Sheepy: Crow: I got kidnapped last night, and when I came to, they were fixed. Sheepy: Crow: There was another thing, too...what was it... Sheepy: Crow: Oh yeah!! Sheepy: Crow: My dad showed up today! Arsé-kun: Madarame: So it really was someone else yelling with you. Sheepy: Crow: He needs a place to stay for a bit. Arsé-kun: Madarame: Will he make trouble? Simple yes or no. Sheepy: Crow:? Arsé-kun: Madarame: Let me try again. Will I have to clean up his messes until he wishes he were reciting the scottish curse? Sheepy: Crow: I dunno. I haven't seen the guy for like... Sheepy: Crow:...10 angel years or so? Sheepy: Crow: I can't say I remember too well if he causes trouble... Arsé-kun: Madarame: ... ... *he shakes his head, unsure what he expected* Then it is now your responsibility. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Sheepy: Crow: I dunno how to keep dads out of trouble. Only cattle. Arsé-kun: Madarame: I'd suppose it'd be similar enough. Sheepy: Crow: Y'gotta show just a bit of dominance...But with Dad... He'd probably decimate me. Sheepy: Crow: Hey, wait. You didn't ask that about Shuzone... ... ... Sheepy: Crow: *he's thinking* Arsé-kun: Madarame: Rom already introduced him to me. Sheepy: Crow: Huh... Sheepy: Crow: I don't really get it...Dad's an adult, so he wouldn't cause trouble, would he? Arsé-kun: Madarame: I don't know. Being an adult doesn't stop many people. Sheepy: Crow: What? Really? Sheepy: Crow: I'm called a troublemaker too. I don't get why. Arsé-kun: Madarame: It might be due to the trouble you make. Sheepy: Crow:? Sheepy: Crow:???? Sheepy: Crow: I'm not causing trouble. I'm embracing who I am even though no one else will! ...Heh! That sounded really cool! *pose* Of course the great Crow says such cool things! Arsé-kun: Shadow: Even if the world turned against you, you'd still be as you always have. *... Unsure if that's actual, proper respect or if he's trying to out-cool Crow. It's one of them. One, the other. Not both.* Sheepy: Crow: Yeah! Yeah! Sheepy: Crow: I've been chained up, accused of crimes I didn't commit! Punished mercilessly! Kicked around just 'cause I'm different! Arsé-kun: Shadow: And are you still kicking? Sheepy: Crow: Yeah!!!! Arsé-kun: Shadow: Are you gotta beat down those who've done you wrong, and show them?? Arsé-kun: Shadow: That they're stupid and wrong? Sheepy: Crow: Yeahhh!! Sheepy: Crow:...Eh, but if I beat 'em up, it'll prove 'em right that I'm violent... Arsé-kun: Shadow: ... I didn't plan that far. Sheepy: Crow: Old man, do you wanna meet my dad? He's actually older than you somehow! Arsé-kun: Madarame: How impressive, but not quite yet. Sheepy: Crow: Alright! Sheepy: Crow: You can meet him later! I don't think he's got any theater talent, though. Sheepy: Crow: Oh yeah. Oh yeah! Sheepy: Crow: Something happened to Rom last night but he's alright now. Arsé-kun: Madarame: :v Arsé-kun: Madarame: Very well, I'll speak to him as well. Sheepy: Crow: Good! I'm gonna work real hard on making my wings strong again meanwhile! If I do, the other four may come back! Arsé-kun: *Madarame doubts this, but doesn't voice the concern* Sheepy: Crow: Then there's nothing to worry about when Im around because I'm super strong! Sheepy: Crow: I'll go tell Dad I told you! Sheepy: *Crow rushes out* Sheepy: *...Shuu has managed to start napping in the brief time that Crow was gone. Not for long* Arsé-kun: Yaiba: --- And that's what Evangelion is about, but only the first one Sheepy: Aion: Amazing...You know so much about Evangelicalism...! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: That's not what I... But yes, I do know of that as well, hence I will take the compliment! Sheepy: Crow: Hey guys! I finished talking to the old man- Are we talking about soap? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Of course not!! Sheepy: Crow: Really? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: For the last time, Evangelion is not a soap brand! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: ... And One Piece is not about jumpsuits! Sheepy: Crow: Hmmm...These names are too hard.... Sheepy: Aion: The Dark Sun God praises your otherworldly knowledge! Sheepy: Aion: Where do you learn such things? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Wouldn't you like to know? Sheepy: Aion: Hah. Of course. Teach me this forbidden knowledge. Sheepy: Crow: It's google, right? I bet it's google! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: It's from actually watching the damn show, hence something you, Crow, don't have the patience for! Sheepy: Crow: Weh! I don't wanna watch something super long to figure out what happens! Sheepy: Crow: Tell me the ending and I may wanna know how we get there! Sheepy: Crow: But why would I wanna start a journey that I don't know the destination of!? Sure, it's all about the journey, but the destination totally changes my feelings over the journey! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Fine. The intended destination is stopping evil angels from starting the apocalypse. But with gigantic robots, which is cool as hell. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: I won't tell you if it succeeds or not. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Sheepy: Crow: ......... Sheepy: Crow: What, really? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: That's the plot. Sheepy: Crow: I've seen some green-haired creep messing with robots before. I tried talking to him once and he insulted my intelligence and turned his attention back to his work... Sheepy: Crow: A guy like that's probably next to be blamed for something he didn't do now that I've been used up. Arsé-kun: *he's absolutely right but doesn't know that yet* Sheepy: Crow: But...How're robots supposed to defeat angels? We can just blast 'em to pieces. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: With fictional technology, next question. Sheepy: Crow: Psh! Robots don't have any mobility anyway! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: What kind of lame robots are you looking at? Sheepy: Crow: There are different types? Sheepy: Crow: They're metal. Metal doesn't bend... Sheepy: Crow: 'Specially like this! This is the movement of a fallen angel! Sheepy: Crow: *he leg slams on the nearest table* Arsé-kun: Klimt: *reappearing, having been "summoned" by this* Is that all? Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Sheepy: Crow:...It's pretty good, isn't it?! Arsé-kun: Klimt: It is very good, but does not prove the flexibility you want! What you want is..! *he slams his leg REAL high up on the wall, right beside Crow. Almost a leg kabedon except also exactly not that* Sheepy: Crow: I want to try! Arsé-kun: Klimt: If you hurt yourself, I don't wanna hear it. Sheepy: Crow: Heh! You'll see! I won't hurt myself! Sheepy: *Crow slams his leg on the wall. Of course, he's short and new to Wall Leg Slam so it doesn't go as high as Klimt's* Sheepy: Crow:........ Sheepy: Crow: ?!?!?!?!? Arsé-kun: Klimt: Wonderful job, but what is that face for? Sheepy: Crow: *fighting back tears* Of course the great Crow is capable of it! Arsé-kun: Klimt: Crocell, what did you do? Sheepy: Crow:...I broke it! Sheepy: Aion: Hah. The rodent does things out of his capabilities and ends up paying the price... Such is what rodents do. Sheepy: Aion: This god will pick up your bones. Arsé-kun: Klimt: That is... Incredibly ominous, thanks. Sheepy: Crow: *annoyed tail swishing* It hurts a ton! Don't taunt me, you NEET! Sheepy: Aion: A god does no manual labor. Hah. His accomplishments cannot be put on a resume. So a resume he is without. Sheepy: Crow: Oi! Shaddup! It's not like you even...Ouch, ouch! It hurts a ton!!! Sheepy: Crow: How do you do this without pain?! Arsé-kun: Klimt: Habit, mostly? Sheepy: Crow: So if I do it every day... Sheepy: Crow:...I'm gonna become even stronger?! Sheepy: Crow: Heh! I can already tank Rom's punches! I'll be absolutely unstoppable!! Arsé-kun: Klimt: That's the spirit! Sheepy: Crow: Then I can even fight you and win! But not yet! My power hasn't returned yet. Sheepy: Crow: I lost it in the fall! I have to work hard to get it back to prove that I don't do evil things with it. Arsé-kun: Klimt: Maybe start by not doing evil on a daily basis? Sheepy: Crow: What evil do I do? Sheepy: Crow: I never commit evil... Sheepy: Aion: Hah... Sheepy: Aion: *pose*... Sheepy: Aion: Day by day...Day by day...Yes...That is how the Dark Sun God thinks... Sheepy: Shuu: Never give up on your dreams ⭐ Keep striving, reaching out beyond the limits of our galaxy, until you find your own shiny star ⭐ Crane ⭐ Sheepy: Shuu:....*he yawns. elegant way to finish that* Sheepy: Crow: It's CROW!!! Sheepy: Crow: And anyway, not even Rom has arms long ebough to touch the sky! Sheepy: Crow: I can't touch stars! They're actually beyond the sky! In space! Sheepy: Shuu: Just use your wings ⭐ Sheepy: Shuu: Spread your wings and reach for the stars ⭐️ Pelican ⭐ Sheepy: Crow: The heck is a pelican?! Sounds dumb! Is this intentional? It’s gotta be intentional!! Arsé-kun: Rom: .... *he thinks about this for a minute before making the excalibur face* Sheepy: Shuu: Hehe ⭐ Arsé-kun: *Klimt is offended FOR Crow. How Dare You???* Sheepy: Crow: No, no! What is it?! Really?! Arsé-kun: Klimt: A bird that could easily swallow a myumon whole. Sheepy: Crow: EHH?? THEY CAN BE THAT BIG?! Sheepy: Shuu: No ⭐️ You’re just small enough ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Klimt: They've tried to eat human children. Hell, they'll try to eat people. Sheepy: Crow: What?! Where do they live?! Sheepy: Shuu: By the water ⭐️ Sheepy: Crow: What water, what water?! Can they show up in the bath?! Sheepy: Shuu: ....Hehe ⭐ Sheepy: Crow: ?!?!?!?!?!?! Sheepy: Crow: Rom, is this true?! Are pelicans real?! Arsé-kun: Rom: What do you mean "ARE THEY REAL"??? *he dope smacks Crow* Yes, of course they are! And they don't go indoors, so go take a shower or something! Sheepy: Crow: Ouch! Sheepy: Shuu: Wow ⭐️ So cruel ⭐ Sheepy: Aion: Of course the black swan knows great many things about birds... he is one. Sheepy: Shuu: ... Sheepy: Shuu: No ⭐️ I’m a- Arsé-kun: Rom: Big problem. Sheepy: Shuu: So mean ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: I do my best ⭐ Sheepy: Shuu: People have a difficult time figuring it out ⭐️ My manager has banned me from revealing it ⭐ Arsé-kun: Rom: Not that it applies to before that manager. Sheepy: Shuu: Like you know ⭐️ Sheepy: Crow: I assumed you were a sparkle dog. Arsé-kun: *Yaiba snorts* Sheepy: Shuu: No ⭐ No ⭐ No ⭐ Arsé-kun: Yaiba: No, he's got a point, hence perhaps he may be correct this once, what with your tendency to sparkle and obnoxious color schemes. Sheepy: Shuu: I removed the dye from my hair. What more do you want? Sheepy: Crow: There's still a rainbow... Sheepy: Crow: It's not as bright as before...... Sheepy: Shuu: That's natural ⭐ Arsé-kun: Yaiba: I mean whatever that outfit you were wearing for the heroes and villains series. My eyes still cry for mercy. Sheepy: Shuu: ?...... Hehe ⭐ That's the wrong theme ⭐ That one was fine ⭐ Arsé-kun: Yaiba: To you, maybe! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Not the black one! The... Stupid curly hair! Sheepy: Shuu: Oh, that one was awful ⭐ But I don't pick my outfits. My manager does ⭐ Sheepy: Shuu: ...Occasionally I influence the decision ⭐ Arsé-kun: Yaiba: How dreadful. Even the Black Monster dresses better than you. Hell, Crow dresses better and we're not even sure who lets him dress himself! Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Sheepy: Crow: Me, obviously. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Legend of proving my point. Sheepy: Aion: ........Hah......The Black Monster has little knowledge of dressing himself.. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Y-you weren't supposed to bring that up! Sheepy: Aion: ? Sheepy: Aion: But you said... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: I can't tease Crow when you admit to being lower than him! Sheepy: Aion: Ah... Arsé-kun: *In the background, Klimt is personally kicking out someone who should Not Be Here, and they (Azathoth) just throw Balmung a bone before being thrown outside. The tupperware is thrown out after him. With no context, "How fresh is fresh, mad king, and where did you get that?!". Thanks. It is recommended Shuu doesn't look.* Arsé-kun: *And also? That "bone" isn't just a dog toy, a rawhide, or even a leg bone. That is, without any doubts, a spine. The dog is chewing on a presumably human spine. Kids, if you'd like to be traumatized, now is the time.* Sheepy: Crow: Hey, I know what that is! Sheepy: Crow: It's a snake skeleton! Arsé-kun: Rom: ...... Arsé-kun: Rom: I've decided we should do something else immediately and right now. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Why? Arsé-kun: Rom: Are you asking the one with a full-time job why he's making an executive decision? Sheepy: Crow: N-no! Arsé-kun: Rom: Then lets go. Mr. Madarame should have something for us to do. Sheepy: Crow: Uh...okay. Arsé-kun: *Rom herds a bunch of animals out. Shoo. Go. Don't look at the DEFINITELY HUMAN SPINE that Klimt is trying to get from his dog. That's BLEEDING on the FLOOR-- DON'T LOOK AT IT!* Sheepy: *Shoo, Shuu* Arsé-kun: *the mad god feels Unappreciated. he came bearing Gifts and he was Removed for it. But he knows who does appreciate him!!! ... If he can FIND his son. One in particular. you know.* Arsé-kun: *speaking of, whats happening in the locale that nyarly frequents* Sheepy: Harley: I'm busy. Leave me alone. Sheepy: Nyar: But I can totally help! I'm bored! Arsé-kun: *Randy, come get your cat. Shaggy is getting 1000% in the way. it is cat time.* Sheepy: Harley: *he tries to shift Shaggy off of his paperwork* Arsé-kun: *Shaggy mews and sploots across the desk* Sheepy: Harley:... Sheepy: Harley: *he sighs and pats Shaggy* Arsé-kun: *mew* Arsé-kun: *... and Nyar is "under attack" from the shadows. or is it an attempt at human affection? pay attention to your father. appreciate him and regale him.* Sheepy: Nyar:? *he looks over* Sheepy: Nyar: What's going on? Do you need help? Arsé-kun: Aza: ... *has no fucking idea what he's doing, obviously* ... You do best with human emotions. I have concepts I need you to explain. Sheepy: Nyar: Eh? Go on. Arsé-kun: Aza: ... Gave Kliff's companion bone. ... It was not appreciated for some reason, before removing me from the premise. Sheepy: Nyar: What? Really? Oh, maybe it's because I messed with him a bit. Sheepy: *Harley's hand is hovering by his side...* Arsé-kun: Aza: ... Thought it was something I did. Sheepy: Nyar: Well, you say you gave him a bone. But some people find certain bones creepy. Arsé-kun: Aza: The canine was enjoying it. Did I maybe scare him by mistake..? Sheepy: Nyar: Maybe. Sheepy: Nyar: Maybe try store brand next time? Sheepy: Nyar: Store brand can't go wrong. Arsé-kun: Aza: I thought fresh was best for animals. Sheepy: Nyar: Too fresh scares the owner. Arsé-kun: Aza: What a waste, then. What am I meant to do with failed projects? Sheepy: Harley: *he's beginning to look very antsy* Sheepy: Nyar: Ehhhh... Arsé-kun: *Shaggy rubs on Harley* Sheepy: Nyar: Secretly give them to Klimt's dog anyway. Sheepy: Nyar: Or Lilith. Arsé-kun: Aza: I was able to repair the child's wings, but humans don't take too well to the addition-- Hm? Lil would like them... Sheepy: Nyar: Yeah, but the kid was born with wings. Six of them, in fact. His body is structured to be able to handle it. Sheepy: Nyar: But humans aren't built for it. Arsé-kun: Aza: I see. So it is a unique case. Arsé-kun: Aza: ... ... Would it work for a smaller being? Sheepy: Nyar: Maybe. Arsé-kun: Aza: .... Ah. You. *he FINALLY notices Harley. somehow. blind idiot god everybody* The brave one. Sheepy: Harley: The one whose brother you could've killed. Sheepy: Harley: You hurt my friend, too. ... Arsé-kun: Aza: Unlikely. Human resilience has proved that is difficult outside of circumstances... Sheepy: Harley: You nearly killed me. Arsé-kun: Aza: ..... ...... You're here. Sheepy: Harley: Yes, thanks to my friends and family. Somehow, we're still here. Despite you. Sheepy: Nyar: Cheer up. That can change. Arsé-kun: Aza: ..... ? ?? Sheepy: Harley: *he shoots a nasty glare at Nyar briefly before looking back to Aza* Do you even care how many lives you've ruined, how many families you've crushed? Arsé-kun: Aza: .... ...... What? Sheepy: Harley: Every single person you stole away...maimed...killed...they all had a story. All of them. Sheepy: Harley: And you....you- you ended it prematurely! They had LIVES! Loved ones! And YOU...! Arsé-kun: Aza: ..... *he's got no words. he even pushes his hair out of his face to better see Harley. There is Genuine Confusion* Sheepy: Harley: They never asked for what you did to them! Never! But because of your own selfish ideals, you used them as tools! And all you can say to me is that I'm still here?! *he's shaking from rage* What about the people who AREN'T? What do you have to say about them?! Arsé-kun: Aza: I had already accepted that any death by my hand was my own doing. However, seeing as death has never been a permanent event, I.... Truly don't see the problem. Sheepy: Harley: Those people are never coming back! Arsé-kun: Aza: ?! Sheepy: Harley: We aren't LIKE you! We don't just die for a bit and come back! Sheepy: Harley: Once we're dead, we're dead! There's no second chance! Arsé-kun: Aza: *he stares. This is new information. How this is new information despite his bodycount is absolutely beyond me and anyone present* Sheepy: Harley: I'm here because I'm lucky...! Not because I revived! Arsé-kun: *Azathoth is genuinely trying to understand this, but his three brain cells are playing ping pong with the fourth brain cell. For scale, it's like a human trying to understand an ant. But not like that* Arsé-kun: Aza: .... When humans die, that's.... It? Nothing else at all..? Sheepy: Harley: There's nothing else. Sheepy: Harley: All that lives on is their memory. That's it. Arsé-kun: *Azathoth has gained insight! He hates it a lot.* Sheepy: Harley: It's only because Watson, Sherlock, and Mycroft helped me that I survived. Arsé-kun: Aza: .... Nyarla. Is this, possibly, similar to the Great Race of Yith, without the technological advancements? Am I understanding this? Sheepy: Nyar: Yup, basically. Arsé-kun: Aza: That would..... Have been... Very good to know. Sheepy: Nyar: Oh. Whoops. Sheepy: Nyar: I knew it but didn't care enough to think of it. Arsé-kun: Aza: .... ..... hanguur’fhalma, y-mka. Arsé-kun: Aza: .... Nyarla, I request a new.. Um. Arsé-kun: Aza: .... Can you explain why a human heart tends to alter its weight without the permission of the owner? Arsé-kun: Aza: ult kadishtu gof n’ghft? Yes? You understand? Sheepy: Nyar: Eh? Sheepy: Nyar: Like a heavy heart? That's guilt. Sheepy: Nyar: It's a feeling they get when they've done something wrong. Sheepy: Nyar: Honestly, I've never felt it. Sheepy: Nyar:...Dad, are you- are you feeling guilt? *he seems bothered by this* Arsé-kun: Aza: If I knew, I would either tell you or get it wrong. Arsé-kun: Aza: The last time I experienced something like this... .... I don't remember. You'd only been borne recently, and humankind hadn't existed yet. Arsé-kun: Aza: .... But oh. An emotion. I thought I lost this when the human solar system lost most of its planets. Arsé-kun: Aza: .... This is more uncomfortable than having them normally. I don't want this. Sheepy: Nyar: *he tilts his head* But why are you having them? Arsé-kun: Aza: As.... An autonomic response to a provided stimuli of sufficient force? Sheepy: Nyar: Huh. Arsé-kun: *... Someone knocks on Harley's door. At least SOMEONE in this house is polite* Sheepy: Harley:....? Sheepy: *Harley opens it hesitantly* Arsé-kun: Germain: Is everything okay in here? Sheepy: Harley: I lost my temper. I apologize for the disruption. Arsé-kun: Germain: No, no. I thought it was quite interesting that it was you yelling, and I now see why. Shall I take this off your hands? Sheepy: Harley: Please do. Sheepy: Harley: I need to work but he makes this difficult. Arsé-kun: Germain: Certainly. Nyar, we're going to be shaming this. *he gestures to Azathoth* Come help us be horrible people. Sheepy: Nyar: Uh...okay. Arsé-kun: *Germain personally drags Aza downstairs for some Group Shaming* Sheepy: Nyar: *he follows Saint* Sheepy: Nyar: This is a huge group... Arsé-kun: Randy: Good afternoon. :) :) Sheepy: Nyar:..... Sheepy: Nyar: Uh...Hi. Sheepy: Sherlock: We have beeves with both of you. But especially him. Arsé-kun: Randy: Nyar has been given his share of shaming already, but over time. Sheepy: Nyar: I'm immune now! Arsé-kun: Randy: You still have the self-ego of a potato mixed with my depression and a bowl of stale pudding. Sheepy: Sherlock: So we just shame Azathoth? Maybe I should even call Mycroft over...he has a reason to be mad... Arsé-kun: Germain: Why not? We have to get it out somehow. Without inciting violence. Arsé-kun: *van keeps his shotgun out anyway* Sheepy: Sherlock: Harley did a good job at that. Arsé-kun: Germain: I certainly agree. Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, maybe Dad has learned enough human nature for one day. Arsé-kun: *Randy cracks his knuckles* Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, hey, hey! Without inciting violence, huh? Arsé-kun: Randy: Learn sentience, whether it's enjoyed or not. Sheepy: Nyar: You can't teach sentience by punching people. Can you? Arsé-kun: Randy: Cthulhu learned it after being hit by an ocean liner. Sheepy: Nyar: Eh... Sheepy: Nyar:....I guess I'm just a messenger, huh...So maybe... ...Oh. I've got places to be! Arsé-kun: Aza: .... Order for the messenger. Arsé-kun: Aza: ... Inform Cthugha to turn it down a few degrees. Kelvin. I can feel it from here. End message. Sheepy: Nyar: ................ Sheepy: Nyar: .........................Haha. I realized I actually DON'T have any place to be. Sheepy: Nyar: So I'll hang out here. Arsé-kun: Aza: .... Proper order for the messenger. Arsé-kun: Aza: ..... Inform Aphoom-Zhah to do the prior instructions. With vigor. End message. Sheepy: Nyar: ........Uh............. Sheepy: Nyar: .........I'll go ask Phil to ask Aphoom-Zhah to ask them. Sheepy: Nyar: That should work. Arsé-kun: Aza: ... Permitted. Sheepy: Nyar: Great!! Arsé-kun: *and then the bad and powerful Demon Sultan, the Mad God, th(etc) gets shamed by a bunch of mortals. If we showed it to you, we'd have to kill you, bury you, and kill you again. And then Randy ends with complaining about how the "man" does not understand the concept of privacy or KNOCKING before sending him to the Cornfields. BEGONE THOT. ... Aza could have easily no-selled it, but he didn't bother. Probably too tired to care about corn. Karma served. Azathoth probably got punched like 6 times. Y'know* Arsé-kun: Arséne: *He pokes his head out from behind his desk* It's over, right? No more weird stuff? It's gone? Sheepy: Sherlock: I think so. Arsé-kun: Germain: He's gone. Nyar, you can come back out now. Sheepy: *Nyar comes out of hiding* Arsé-kun: Germain: That should be the end of that. I hope. Sheepy: Nyar: I don't want to be a part of that again. Arsé-kun: Germain: What, you didn't have fun picking apart someone's flaws? Sheepy: Nyar: But it's my dad... Arsé-kun: Germain: Aren't you such a family friendly octopus? *he squishes Nyar's cheek* Sheepy: Nyar:?! Arsé-kun: Germain: How sweet of you~~ *he's teasing Nyar* That's so cute. Sheepy: Nyar: H-hey!! Arsé-kun: *Van is wiping blood(??) off his shotgun and making a Face. It Smells Like My Cooking.* Sheepy: Iris: Where did Azzy end up anyway? Arsé-kun: Van: Something about a cornfield. Probably the States. Sheepy: Iris: Maybe he'll come back with a postcard or two. Arsé-kun: Van: And a few new gunshot wounds, most likely. Sheepy: Iris: He should heal like Nyarly, right? Arsé-kun: Van: ... Right. *frown* Probably. Sheepy: *Harley has poked his head in curiously* Arsé-kun: Germain: Welcome back. We finished what you started and sent him to Corn. Sheepy: Harley: Corn? Does that require a shotgun? Arsé-kun: Van: Shooting the sonofabitch absolutely required a shotgun. Sheepy: Harley:...It's just you. Arsé-kun: Van: Assume it's me unless I am dead. Sheepy: Harley: It startled me. Arsé-kun: Van: Sucks. *pauses, looks at Iris for a second* .... Fine, I'm sorry. Sheepy: Harley: Thank you. Arsé-kun: Arséne: So I suppose we can say Twilight will be dismantled now that he's gone? Sheepy: Nyar: Eh? Arsé-kun: Arséne: You were never the leader, and he was what kept it running. Sheepy: Nyar:.......... Arsé-kun: Watson: I for one adore the idea of dismantling it, but the sheer amount of work is what is stopping me from suggesting it. Sheepy: Nyar: Eh... Sheepy: Nyar: Too much work. Arsé-kun: Watson: ... But if it'll annoy Nyar, I'm in. Sheepy: Nyar: Hey!!! Arsé-kun: Watson: What's wrong, Dearie? Can't take a little bit of clean-up? Sheepy: Nyar: I don't want to do it. Arsé-kun: Watson: Then give me access and I'll do it. Sheepy: Nyar: You'll mess everything up. Arsé-kun: Watson: It's already a mess. We need to free every single person, one at a time. Slowly. Sheepy: Nyar: Whatever. Arsé-kun: Watson: And I can let Naoya come with. I can see the articles already. Maybe I can ghostwrite a few... Sheepy: Nyar: ... Sheepy: Nyar:......Sheesh. Sheepy: Nyar: You really want attention because you saw someone else's work? Arsé-kun: Watson: Only that first half, thank you. If you're going to analyze me, do it right. Sheepy: Nyar: But it's not your work. Arsé-kun: Watson: Perhaps not, but it is still interesting. Credit where credit is due, of course. Sheepy: Nyar: Wow. Arsé-kun: Watson: ... What I am saying is, if you had went for my sense of fame and attention immediately, you'd have won months ago. Sheepy: Nyar: You desire fame? Why? Arsé-kun: Watson: Because being referred to as "The Partner" REALLY grates my goats! I wrote the novels..! I'm a doctor, I'm not some... Sheepy: Nyar: Huh. Sheepy: Nyar: But it's only the blond one. Right? That other one doesn't seem to treat you as such. Arsé-kun: Watson: Don't tell him I said this, but in that relationship, Harley's the partner. Sheepy: Nyar: What makes a partner a partner? Arsé-kun: Watson: Well, they're not in charge, but still willing to help however they can. Maybe calling Har a partner is pushing it, hmm.. Sheepy: Harley: Partners are meant to be equals who work together. Sheepy: Nyar: Snooping isn't right, you know. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Name one time that's applied in this building. Arsé-kun: Arséne: So that's really it, eh.. Sheepy: Harley: You seem let down. Arsé-kun: Arséne: It felt so... Inconclusive. We know the answers, but it didn't feel right. Sheepy: Harley: I suppose so. And the damage still remains. Arsé-kun: Arséne: We'll just have to do our jobs and help clean up, huh. Sheepy: Harley: Right. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... Am I forgetting something? I feel as if I'm missing something. Sheepy: Harley: What are you forgetting? Arsé-kun: Arséne: *flat look* Now, if I knew that, it wouldn't be forgotten, now would it?? Sheepy: Harley: I guess not... Arsé-kun: Arséne: Arrest my memory and subject it to good cop bad cop, or... ... *thonkang* Wait. Arsé-kun: Arséne: .... ...... Arsé-kun: Arséne: .... :I Sheepy: Harley: What? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Hey, I have to make an excuse, what's the best you have? Sheepy: Harley: "I have better things to do with my time". Arsé-kun: Arséne: I have better things to do with my time than get dragged to jail by you!! *and he Promptly Bails, knocking his chair over in the process. He remembered.* Sheepy: Harley: ?..... Sheepy: Harley:........ Arsé-kun: Germain: Harley, did you not tell him that you would arrest him once this was dealt with? Sheepy: Harley:....... Sheepy: Harley: I don't remember. Sorry. Arsé-kun: Germain: How unfortunate. I'm sorry for prying. Sheepy: Harley: No. You aren't prying. Arsé-kun: *Arséne slowly comes back, somewhat disappointed.* Sheepy: Harley: I don't understand. I'm sorry. Sheepy: Harley: I still have gaps in my memory. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Non, it's fine. I shouldn't have expected it to go smoothly. Sheepy: Harley: It isn't personal. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Of course. Completely understandable. Arsé-kun: *He's still disappointed, though. He fully expected Harley to remember agreeing to arrest him once Twilight had been dealt with, and he hadn't planned for any alternatives. He steps over his kids (one reading and one dead in miami from exhaustion) to return to his desk* Sheepy: *Harley takes advantage of Arsene's disappointed and distracted state and handcuffs him to the chair!* Arsé-kun: Arséne: EH?! Sheepy: Harley: You can't let your guard down so easily. Arsé-kun: Arséne: You think this- *he yanks his arm* Is gonna stop me so easily?? I can break these cuffs! Sheepy: Harley: You can't break those cuffs. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Either give me three sets or none at all! Sheepy: Harley: How unfortunate. I'm fresh out. You can buy me some later. Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he throws his hands in the air* What, am I supposed to just walk in and ask "Heyo my neighbors a lazy bastard so I'm buying handcuffs for him??" D'you know how bad that sounds?! Sheepy: Harley: Well, you do want to be picky. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Well, obviously! But I can't say THAT! Sheepy: Harley: Then what do you want from me? Arsé-kun: Arséne: A list of the brands you use, because these..! *he picks up the broken cuff* Are absolutely terrible quality! Sheepy: Harley: I haven't a clue. I'm not in a line of business where I usually buy handcuffs. Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he sneezes into his arm* Sorry, I'm allergic to bullshit. Sheepy: Harley: Tell me one reason why I would need handcuffs. Arsé-kun: Arséne: To restrain a criminal? Obviously? Sheepy: Harley: Oh? You wouldn't just do it with your bare hands, huh. Sheepy: Harley: I'm kidding, of course. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Yes, because I have the time to rig a train car full of string and making sure the idiot in question doesn't have idiot friends. Sheepy: Harley: ...Haha. Sheepy: Harley: I want to see you confused and just on the verge of defeat. That expression of yours gives me a thrill. Sheepy: Harley: I'd only drag you to prison if I could trust you to break out again. Arsé-kun: Arséne: And obviously I would! Who do you take me for? Sheepy: Harley: But right now... Sheepy: Harley: I have other responsibilities. Sheepy: Harley: You'll have to wait on me. Too bad. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I also have a lot of work, so you'd be waiting to. So much paperwork, opening time for the inevitable interviews, your brother, getting everything all sorted out, cleaning Pepper's cage... You know. Sheepy: Harley: How unfortunate. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Oh, yes. I recommend opening a few timeslots, no doubt Naoya will want to speak with you also. Sheepy: Harley: ....Why? Arsé-kun: Arséne: You're involved. Sheepy: Harley: *he has tensed up some* ...Thank you for the warning. I'll make sure to be out when he comes over. Arsé-kun: Arséne: You'll be first to know when he is. Sheepy: Harley: Thank you. Sheepy: Harley: I'm of no interest. No need to mention my part in the whole thing. I did very little. Sheepy: Harley: Watson can explain everything. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Lucky him. Sheepy: Harley: He wants fame. He can talk about how he saved the day. Sherlock can ramble about his accomplishments. They're partners so them both being interviewed makes sense. Sheepy: Harley: I'm not his partner. I have no need to be a part of the interview. Arsé-kun: *A granola bar is flung at Harley's head. shut up and food* Sheepy: Harley:?! Sheepy: Harley: What...? You can't just hand me things? You have to throw them at me? Sheepy: Harley: I'd expect better from a doctor such as yourself. The second rule of being a doctor is to not injure your patient. Arsé-kun: Watson: My leg hurts. Watch this. *he flings another granola bar across the room and smacks Sherlock in the face before landing perfectly in his lap* Parkour. Sheepy: Sherlock: Ow!! Arsé-kun: Watson: That's what you get for not eating today. Sheepy: Sherlock: Yoi could ask me kindly to come over... Sheepy: Harley: It's more than just pain in your leg, isn't it? It's what I said. Arsé-kun: Watson: For you it was. But did you eat today either? Sheepy: Harley: ...Haha. Sheepy: Harley: I've been busy. Arsé-kun: Watson: I'm going to stand here and watch you until you eat that. Sheepy: Harley: Really? Your leg won't give out first? Arsé-kun: Watson: You're so cruel. Sheepy: Harley: And you aren't? Sheepy: Harley: Maybe I learned it from you. Arsé-kun: Watson: .... You may be right. Sheepy: Harley: Hahaha... But at least Sherlock didn't end up that way. Sheepy: Harley: Perhaps that's why he ended up your partner. Arsé-kun: Watson: ... Maybe. Maybe not. Sheepy: Harley: You seem hesitant. Arsé-kun: Watson: I know what I'm not allowed to discuss in public. Sheepy: Harley: We can discuss it later then. If you want. Arsé-kun: Watson: I'd love to. Sheepy: Harley: I see. Well, just for you I will. Arsé-kun: *Watson appreciates this!* Arsé-kun: *Meanwhile on floor level, Sheepy's trying to read a book but the book is trying to eat Randy's sleeve and Tom, and Tom is just quietly screaming this entire time. Absolutely nothing is being gained here, but everyone's alive and that's what counts. anyway*

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det. AU 14

Sheepy: Sheepy: - So last time on "Nyar's Clues", we solved two separate cases of disappearing people - one supernatural and one not.

Sheepy: Sheepy: Diego and Rupel among many others are now safe thanks to the valiant efforts of Arsene and Harley. Meanwhile, on the more supernatural side, we discovered in a previous episode that a giga mind controlling zombifying slug by the name of Glaaki was causing people to disappear into his cave. Of course, our goal was to help as many people as possible before dealing with the route of the problem. Thanks to Phil, however, we were relieved of this, because he went straight for the kill. Is there anyone left alive? What's the secret behind Moldy? How do I have such great hair? All these questions and more will have their revealed in this newest episode of "Nyar's Clues"! Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... A bit short, maybe lacking in some information. The outline is there, however, so you didn't fail. I give it a C+. Sheepy: Sheepy: Bettter than nothing! Arsé-kun: Arséne: Luckily for you, I did record names and locations. And why did you name it after HIM? Sheepy: Sheepy: Because it's close to Blue's Clues. Sheepy: Sheepy: He's our weird immortal dog we all have to take care of. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I'd rather actual dogs. Sheepy: Sheepy: Beggars can't be choosers. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Can you at least get Blue Sr. to get HIS father off of my sofa? Having a human experiments expert here is rather uncomfortable. Sheepy: Sheepy: He can sleep. Sheepy: Sheepy: I fear the consequences of removing him. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... Fair point. Sheepy: Sheepy: You can risk it all if you want. Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he sighs and accepts this before moving on* Can you at least give the injury count? Sheepy: Sheepy: Uuuhh... Sheepy: Sheepy: So many. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I know that. Do we at least have a count of MISSED people? Sheepy: Sheepy: 10. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Thank you. Sheepy: Sheepy: What do we do from here? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Take a well-deserved break, unless another case throws itself into my lap. And it better be normal- Next supernatural case is going squarely to you. Sheepy: Sheepy: Aww, fine, fine! Sheepy: Sheepy: But what constitutes supernatural? Arsé-kun: Arséne: If you have a wider base of knowledge on a subject, there is a decent chance it's supernatural. Sheepy: Sheepy: Great! Sheepy: Sheepy: I sure feel lucky. Sheepy: Sheepy: So what, do we just wait for a case now? Arsé-kun: Arséne: As we always do. Arsé-kun: *A pause as they both look at the door. Nothing happens. For once* Sheepy: Sheepy: Well, I guess the adult thing to do is to check the newspaper and complain while drinking terrible coffee. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I suppose so. Fetch the paper for me while I finish up these reports. Sheepy: *Sheepy gets the paper for Arsene* Arsé-kun: *Does he want to look at it?* Sheepy: *Sheepy looks at it* Arsé-kun: *A picture of the lake. Bad start.* Sheepy: Sheepy:...Oh no. Sheepy: Sheepy: You aren't going to like this. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ..... I don't like this already. Sheepy: Sheepy: There's a lake. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Oh no. Sheepy: *Sheepy looks further.* Sheepy: Sheepy:..Oh shoot, it's about the whole lake case. Who put this information out? Who released this? Arsé-kun: Arséne: THE WHOLE THING?! Sheepy: Sheepy: Everything but names. Arsé-kun: Arséne: So it's just out there now... *he slowly puts his face into his hands* Sheepy: Sheepy: I don't understand. Who did this? Why? Sheepy: Sheepy: Uh...maybe we should check to see if people are actually taking it seriously. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... I certainly hope not, but if it's in the paper... Sheepy: Sheepy: They might think it's a hoax. Sheepy: Sheepy: There have been lies in the newspaper before. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I absolutely hope so! Sheepy: Sheepy: We could check Twitter maybe. Sheepy: Sheepy: Hold on, I barely use it but I'll bring it up. Sheepy: *Sheepy brings up Twitter.* Arsé-kun: @10LivesCyan: *pictures of cats she saw on the street today* Sheepy: @magicalgirliris:*responded to said post with a picture of Wagahai* Arsé-kun: @legendoflegnds: *responded to this post with a picture of Rom.* Sheepy: @darksungod: The Dark Sun God feels an even greater need to protect his sanctuary... A slug is an unclean thing... Sheepy: @fallenangelcrow: YEAHH!! CATS!!!! Arsé-kun: @Compardus: Why was I posted into this thread?? Arsé-kun: @Compardus: @fallenangelcrow I would use salt, now stop asking inane questions before I block you again. Sheepy: @fallenangelcrow: @Compardus But I worked so hard to be unblocked the first tiiime!! Sheepy: @darksungod: Someone has dared step forth into my sanctuary...A stranger no less. However...the abyss is not ready to absorb yet one more soul... Arsé-kun: @Compardus: Could you please speak to them like a normal person? I'm preoccupied. Sheepy: @darksungod: They put off an intimidating aura. They wish not to speak with me...but rather... 'Ron'... Arsé-kun: @Compardus: why can i not take a break in peac Sheepy: @darksungod: They have the look of evil within them. They want for something. Your soul? Arsé-kun: @legendoflegnds: I'm watching this interaction and Ive never seen Rom get so quiet, come see this Sheepy: @fallenangelcrow: I'm coming, I'm coming! Sheepy: Manager: He said he was only taking a short break to deal with some errands, but when a "short break" became an uncharacteristicically long 2 weeks with no response by the end of it...Well, I only could think of coming to you, Ron? Rob? Well, whoever you are, you're his emergency contact! Arsé-kun: Rom: .... I see. I have not heard from him either, but I'll do what I can in finding him. Sheepy: Manager: Good, good! Honestly, I would've just waited on it...but right before he left, his illness- Oh, what am I saying? I can't reveal secrets to people I barely know...But I suppose it might be a hint to where he could be...It made a turn for the worse and his quality went down tremendously! He's my star! If he breaks, I break...! So you have to find him in good condition! Arsé-kun: Rom: ... *he does not appear to like any of this* Arsé-kun: @legendoflegnds: I hope Rom's friend is okay and not ACTUALLY missing Sheepy: @fallenangelcrow: Everyone knows that slugs don't actually exist. I'm sure he's fine! Arsé-kun: @legendoflegnds: what Sheepy: @fallenangelcrow: Have you ever seen a slug? No Sheepy: @darksungod: Sometimes they appear on the sidewalk. Arsé-kun: @10LivesCyan: *posts a very cute slug* :3c Sheepy: @fallenangelcrow: Look at this naked snail Cyan posted!! Sheepy: @darksungod: That's a slug. Arsé-kun: @10LivesCyan: NO!! HE'S NOT NAKEY! Sheepy: Sheepy: So is a mysterious missing friend. Sheepy: Sheepy: Some believe it. Some don't believe in slugs at all. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... What? Sheepy: Sheepy: Yes, someone was arguing that Glaaki couldn't exist because, I quote, "everyone knows that slugs don't actually exist". Sheepy: Sheepy: But it seems like the celebrity side of Twitter got caught up in the mess and now there's someone missing who may or may not be a celebrity as well. Sheepy: Sheepy: Which is problematic. Arsé-kun: Arséne: And that's only the first thread... I'm afraid of looking further. Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah. Sheepy: Sheepy: I guess it was inevitable... Arsé-kun: Arséne: Touché... Sheepy: Sheepy: Hold on. Sheepy: @sheeptective: @darksungod @fallenangelcrow @Compardus @legendoflegends I can help you with your missing person problem. Do you want me to come over? Arsé-kun: @legendoflegnds THE LEGEND OF EXTREMELY GOOD TIMING! Yes, please!! Sheepy: @sheeptective: Right, coming over. See you soon. Sheepy: Sheepy: Well I've got a case now! Sheepy: Sheepy: You can come if you want but I'm going to head over to it. Arsé-kun: Arséne: This shouldn't be complicated, so I'm okay with trusting you with it. Call if it gets hairy. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay, great! I will if I need to. Sheepy: *Sheepy rushes out to Shingancrimsonz base* Arsé-kun: *He is not given any trouble doing so. Horray!* Sheepy: Sheepy: Hi, I'm here! Sheepy: Aion: An intruder in the Dark Sun God's sanctuary... Sheepy: Aion: His heart is.... Sheepy: Aion: Complicated! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Hence, it must be the junior detective, y-yes? Sheepy: Sheepy: Yup, that's me. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Really? Sheepy: Sheepy: I already have an idea of where your friend could be. Arsé-kun: *Rom is being an Adult and calling multiple different numbers, but pauses to hear Sheepy out. He hasn't even touched his glass of milk.* Sheepy: Sheepy: If he has anything to do with the recent case, he'd probably be at the nearby hospital. Sheepy: Sheepy: Many if the missing cases recently are related to it. Arsé-kun: Cyan: See, Crow? Slugs are real! Sheepy: Crow: What?! Sheepy: Crow: No way!!! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: *he was serious...* Sheepy: Sheepy: I'd recommend giving it a try at least. Sheepy: Sheepy: If nothing else, it rules out a possibility. Arsé-kun: Rom: I appreciate the suggestion. *he gets up briskly* But I doubt the hospital will let us in so easily without an authority. Sheepy: Sheepy: Eh? I can go with you and then you can go in. Arsé-kun: Rom: That would be very appreciated. Sheepy: Sheepy: Should we head over? Sheepy: Crow: Ohh, the forbidden side of the hospital...!!! Sheepy: Crow: I'm getting fired up just thinking about it! Sheepy: Sheepy: If all else fails, I call Sherlock. Sheepy: Sheepy: But for now, let's try my authority! Sheepy: *Sheepy heads to the hospital.* Arsé-kun: *Fast Travel Animation* Sheepy: Sheepy: Hi, do you have anyone here by the name of...uh, what's your friend's name? Arsé-kun: Rom: Shuzo. Sheepy: Sheepy: Shuzo. Arsé-kun: *The secretary ducks down for a moment, and Alex comes back up. Huh!* Arsé-kun: Alex: Yeah. heard that name earlier today. Sheepy: Sheepy: Where? We want to visit him. Arsé-kun: Alex: *he shuffles through papers on the desk. they're a mess and he hates it* 602. You'll need gowns and masks. He's sick and they're unsure if he's contagious. Sheepy: Sheepy: Eh? Sheepy: Sheepy: Uh, sure, that's fine. Sheepy: Sheepy: Thanks. Sheepy: *Crow seems more focused on staring off into space than anything.* Arsé-kun: Alex: Don't do anything stupid, and don't let Okita in his room. Sheepy: Sheepy: Because Okita's sick too? Arsé-kun: Alex: And because he keeps riling everyone up. Sheepy: Sheepy: I'll make sure he doesn't get in. Arsé-kun: Alex: Good luck. Sheepy: Sheepy: Thanks! Arsé-kun: *To floor 6! ... With the elevator! WHO USES STAIRS??* Sheepy: Crow: *he's visibly distressed* Arsé-kun: Rom: ... Is something wrong, Crow? Sheepy: Crow: I sense it. Disaster. Sheepy: Sheepy: Hey, I hate you saying that in an elevator. Arsé-kun: Rom: I second this!! Sheepy: Crow: No, no, someone just died! Arsé-kun: Rom: ... It is a hospital. That does happen. Sheepy: Crow: What?! Why...? Arsé-kun: Rom: Not everyone can be saved by doctors. It's unfortunate, but a fact of life. Sheepy: Crow: I don't understand...but I guess I don't have to. Arsé-kun: *Ding! Floor 6!* Sheepy: Sheepy: Great, that was a fun conversation! Onto 602! Arsé-kun: Rom: It most certainly was not. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay, fun in a sarcastic way. Sheepy: Sheepy: It should be just over here. Arsé-kun: *The room certainly exists. The door is shut.* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he knocks on the door* Arsé-kun: *The door is cracked open, and who peeks out but Watson! Who is exhausted from working literally all night* Arsé-kun: Watson: Oh. It's you. What is it? Sheepy: Sheepy: I have guests for this guy. Sheepy: Sheepy: An edgelord and a not so edgelord. Arsé-kun: Watson: ... Yeah, sure. Mask up. *he passes some facemasks over* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he puts it on* Arsé-kun: *Rom does the same* Sheepy: Crow:....???? Arsé-kun: Rom: Do you need help? Sheepy: Crow: What's this thing? Sheepy: Crow: Oh, I know! You put it over your eyes when you sleep!! Arsé-kun: Rom: ... Close, but no. Sheepy: Crow:....But I'm not tired...What's the deal with that?! Sheepy: Sheepy: To block out disease. Sheepy: Crow: Angels don't get sick! Why would I want this? Arsé-kun: Rom: ... Don't question it more than you need to, Crow. Sheepy: Crow: Oh, fine! *he puts it on* Sheepy: Sheepy: Now we're ready to go in! Arsé-kun: Watson: Then quickly. Before Someone realizes the door is open. Sheepy: *Sheepy enters* Arsé-kun: *Rom follows* Sheepy: *and so does Crow!* Sheepy: Shuzo: Ahahaha...*he hasn't looked over yet* I just need a short break...and then my journey through the stars will continue! *he begins coughing before cringing. Based on his bandaged state, that break will be a while.* Arsé-kun: Rom: ... Are you on an incredible amount of painkillers, or are we in the wrong room? I don't remember you speaking like this.. Sheepy: Shuzo: *he looks over, visibly surprised (and exhausted)* You're...?! Arsé-kun: Rom: Your idiot manager couldn't find you. *sigh* I'm an emergency contact? I'm honored. Sheepy: Shuzo:..If nothing else, you know better than anyone where I'd go. Arsé-kun: Rom: That is true. You look worse than usual. Did you get run over by a teenagers sparkly fursona? Sheepy: Shuzo: No, I haven't a clue what happened. Arsé-kun: Rom: I'm sorry to hear that. Sheepy: Shuzo: Someone attacked me I think. I think there was a cave. Arsé-kun: Rom: ... Oh. Sheepy: Shuzo: Something inside of me is screaming at me not to try to remember. Maybe my broken rib! *he laughs briefly. wakey wakey big mistakey. He cringes* Arsé-kun: Watson: I recommend not trying, then. There must be a reason your mind does not want that information. Sheepy: Shuzo:.....*he squints at Crow* You feel... Sheepy: Crow: I sure do! Arsé-kun: Rom: ... He's harmless. Sheepy: Shuzo: ...It’s not the same as how I felt, but similar. Sheepy: Shuzo: It's out of this world~! Among the stars! ⭐️ Sheepy: Shuzo: ...Sorry. Force of habit. Arsé-kun: Rom: ... That was painful to watch. Sheepy: Shuzo: Ahahaha... Sheepy: Shuzo: It’s attractive to many people, so it pays well. Arsé-kun: Rom: Did you know your manager was more worried about you as a money source? I still think you should quit. Sheepy: Shuzo: ......Quitting this far in... Sheepy: Shuzo: ...And yet, I haven’t a clue what I’m really striving for at this point. Arsé-kun: Rom: I don't think "Space Fox from Planet Gay Disaster" was the high point of your career. Sheepy: Shuzo: I guess at first I had fun. I’m not sure at this point. Arsé-kun: Rom: I'll hold a spot open if you change your mind. Sheepy: Shuzo: I’m considering it. I feel guilty, abandoning my fans like this... Arsé-kun: Rom: If they love you, they'll follow. Sheepy: Crow: Like cattle!! Arsé-kun: Rom: If you turn this into some kind of milk metaphor, I'm kicking you out. Sheepy: Crow: ?!?!? Sheepy: Crow: H-hey! Sheepy: Shuzo: Maybe I can slink away from my current situation by moving to your band... Sheepy: Shuzo: They work me into the ground. Arsé-kun: Rom: Maybe. Sheepy: Shuzo: I want to try at least. Sheepy: Shuzo: I could feign memory loss. ...No, I’m kidding. Unless....? Arsé-kun: Rom: It would get fan attention. Sheepy: Shuzo: What a pain. Arsé-kun: Rom: Listen, it's easier than whatever drivel you were saying. Sheepy: Shuzo: Hmm. Sheepy: Crow: Hey, is it cold in here, or is that the chill of death passing through? Sheepy: Shuzo: Hm? I felt nothing. ... I’m fine! ⭐️ — *he starts coughing again before grimacing* Sheepy: jack; I didn’t expect you to hit the pavement so hard Arsé-kun has started dreaming. Arsé-kun: Rom: Crow? Can you save unsettling statements like that for the stage? Sheepy: Crow: Huuuh? The stage is for showing off my crimson soul! Why would I wanna ruin that with bringing death into the picture?! Arsé-kun: Rom: Because even that won't stop your crimson soul? It'd make a good halloween theme. Sheepy: Crow: Eeehh? But I really meant it! Arsé-kun: Rom: I wasn't insulting you... Sheepy: Crow: Oh! ...O-of course not! Sheepy: Crow: Of course not! 'Cause I'm lovable! I'm a star! Arsé-kun: Rom: .... Next Halloween is too far away for a plot to resurrect a different band's main singer. Unless we rush a Nightmare on Christmas theme? Sheepy: Shuzo: A star shines most brightly in the darkest times! ⭐️ Go out there and be the shooting star that makes people dream again! ⭐️ -- *cough, cough, cringe* Arsé-kun: Rom: You stop that. Sheepy: Shuzo:...Force of habit. Arsé-kun: Rom: You look and sound whipped when you do that. Sheepy: Shuzo: Ahahaha... Sheepy: Shuzo: Maybe to you, but most people like it. Arsé-kun: Rom: Unfortunately, we're not allowed to kill another manager on stage yet. Sheepy: Crow: Murder's a sin in at least one situation! Sheepy: Crow: When you hate someone... the best thing to do is...! Sheepy: Crow: ... Sheepy: Crow: I don't know, I've never been in that situation. Sheepy: Crow: But it's not killing people! Arsé-kun: Rom: Of course not. We've seen enough of that this year. Sheepy: Shuzo: What? Arsé-kun: Rom: Anyway, *he isn't answering that* Do you think you can get fired before New Years so we can hire you? Sheepy: Shuzo: I'm beginning to consider feigning memory loss again. Arsé-kun: Rom: If you need help, we're working with a theater troupe. Sheepy: Shuzo: Hm. That might come in handy... Arsé-kun: Rom: So will getting that neon trash out of your hair. You look like some 90's anime sidekick. Sheepy: Shuzo: How do we get it out? Arsé-kun: Rom: Dandruff shampoo and baking soda. Sometimes dish soap. Depends how bad it is. Sheepy: Shuzo: Let's try it once I can leave. Arsé-kun: Rom: But you'll be recognized far too fast with that obnoxious hair color. Sheepy: Shuzo: I doubt I'd be allowed to do it in here, though... Arsé-kun: *Rom is Thinking* Sheepy: *Crow is not* Arsé-kun: *This is a surprise to no one* Sheepy: Crow: If you unhook yourself and hook yourself back, nobody will ever know you left! Sheepy: Shuzo: ... Arsé-kun: Rom: That is a terrible idea. Sheepy: Crow: Tell me one reason why! Arsé-kun: Rom: Because the IVs are things he NEEDS. Sheepy: Crow: Really? All the time? Arsé-kun: Rom: Well, no, but here, yes. Sheepy: Crow: Huh! Sheepy: Crow: Then why don't we need them? Arsé-kun: Rom: *groan* Because we weren't in a cave for several days with no food or water, now stop asking questions. Sheepy: Crow: Can I ask 'em afterwards at least?! Arsé-kun: Rom: Yes. Sheepy: Crow:!! Sheepy: Shuzo: Is that where I was? I haven't gotten answers. Arsé-kun: Rom: It was something like that, I was told. Sheepy: Shuzo: That does explain a lot of how I feel. Sheepy: Shuzo: Except the sharp pain and bump on the back of my head. Arsé-kun: Rom: It's possibly related. Sheepy: Sheepy: I have a feeling I already know the culprit... Arsé-kun: *Rom jumps a little. He honestly forgot about Sheepy* Sheepy: Sheepy: Whoops. Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah, someone was attacking people and dragging them to that cave under orders. Arsé-kun: Rom: That would do it. Sheepy: Crow: I've got an idea! Sheepy: Crow: *pose* "Due to my traumatic experience, I've had second thoughts about continuing to play the spacey guy in those advertisements!" Arsé-kun: Rom: Not a bad idea.. Sheepy: Shuzo: It could work. Arsé-kun: Rom: But we can't try the memory gambit AFTER that. Sheepy: Shuzo: Maybe let's try the memory gambit first. Arsé-kun: Rom: Hopefully we have time before your manager shows up. Sheepy: Shuzo: Right... where to begin... Sheepy: Crow: "Who are you? Why are you here?" Arsé-kun: Rom: "Where am I?" Sheepy: Crow: *pose* Being an amnesiaf means asking a lot of questions and not understanding the answers! Sheepy: Crow: It's like math!! Arsé-kun: Rom: I hate to agree with him. Sheepy: Crow: You should dishate it. It means you're smart! Arsé-kun: Rom: ... ... Sheepy: Shuzo:.... Arsé-kun: *Rom calmly turns around and punches Crow* Sheepy: Crow: Ow!!! Sheepy: Crow: Wh-why?! Arsé-kun: Rom: "Dishate" isn't a word! Sheepy: Crow: Dislike! Distrust! Disappointment! Dishate! Arsé-kun: Rom: You can't just make up words! Sheepy: Crow: That's just what language is! Arsé-kun: Rom: No!!! Sheepy: Crow: Then what is language? Arsé-kun: Rom: Decided on my multiple people, not just you. Sheepy: Crow: Who are they? I'll recommend it. Arsé-kun: Alex: .... *he's pushed the door open, and he looks #Done*... Detective, can you spare time? You've been requested for a different situation. Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah, sure. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? What's going on? Arsé-kun: Alex: Don't worry about it. Sheepy: Crow: Can I help? Sheepy: Sheepy: Don't worry about it. Sheepy: Crow: Is it about the dead person? Arsé-kun: Alex: Stop asking questions before you skip the morgue entirely. Sheepy: Crow: You're gonna bring me to a morgue?! Sheepy: Crow: I've never been to a morgue before! Sheepy: Crow:...... Sheepy: Crow: What IS a morgue? Sheepy: Sheepy: It's your future temporary housing! Arsé-kun: Rom: .... It's a threat, Crow. Sheepy: Crow: ?! Sheepy: Crow: I'll give you a taste of my crimson fists if you try anything! Sheepy: Crow: But only a taste. Anything more and my cattle will become jealous! Arsé-kun: Alex: ... Sure. Sheepy: Crow: Sure as in I can go? Sheepy: Crow: I feel drawn to the haunting presence of death! It calls to me! Arsé-kun: Alex: .... I'm going to dump you with the TB patient. Sheepy: Crow: Tee Bee? Arsé-kun: Alex: .... *he looks to Sheepy* How do you properly deal with this? Sheepy: Sheepy: You smile, walk away, and slam the door on his face when he tries to follow. Sheepy: Crow: That's what my uncle does with me except he doesn't do step 1. Arsé-kun: Alex: Okay. Please leave, Detective Jr., so I can slam it in his face. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he exits* Arsé-kun: *alex does, in fact, slam it closed in crow's face* Arsé-kun: *A few moments of silence for them to get some distance, and out of eavesdropping range* Arsé-kun: Alex: ... I was being, "polite". Speaking of it in front of him would end poorly. Sheepy: Sheepy: The person who died is someone he knows? Arsé-kun: Alex: I was told that, but I don't believe it until I see for myself. Sheepy: Sheepy: So we should go check on the body? Arsé-kun: Alex: Yes. The method is obvious, but getting the answer to Who is proving more difficult. I am told I need "Lawful supervision" for that part. Sheepy: Sheepy: Great! Let's go in then. I'll be your lawful supervision. Arsé-kun: Alex: Wonderful. Judging by your handling of the slug, you're not squeamish? Sheepy: Sheepy: Nope. Arsé-kun: Alex: The less questions you ask about how I'm doing this, the better. Sheepy: Sheepy: I probably don't want to know. Arsé-kun: Alex: Think Egyptian Mummification process mixed with a spirit channeler. Arsé-kun: Alex: Except not like that at all. Sheepy: Sheepy: Let's go! Arsé-kun: *They Go. Alex leads Sheepy through some back hallways. This will probably be useful in the future* Arsé-kun: *And eventually get to the Morgue. Yep, that's a body.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh. Sheepy: Sheepy: Who is it? Arsé-kun: Alex: One Mr. Goro Akechi, age 16, shot in the stomach. No other wounds present. Arsé-kun: *he pulls the sheet back. well. it sure is.* Sheepy: Sheepy: That's a horrible way to die. Sheepy: Sheepy: He seems familiar. Sheepy: Sheepy: He's the star of that show Sherlock watches. Arsé-kun: Alex: ... Ah, that's why he's familiar. The show is on every so often in Okita's room. Sheepy: Sheepy: Or was it Harley?, Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh. Sheepy: Sheepy: I wonder who had beef with him... Arsé-kun: Alex: ... Get something to write with. I'm going to have last words from him for you. Sheepy: *Sheepy takes out something to write on* Arsé-kun: *Alex, to spare Sheepy, blocks his view of what he's DOING, but it SOUNDS FLESHY and GROSS* Arsé-kun: *... And eventually pulls back the curtain to reveal.. Two Goros, no Alex! Wow!!*+ Arsé-kun: "Goro": ... Dark brown hair with wide, purple eyes. I heard him referred to as "Dami"- Whether that is accurate or not I cannot say. He was meant to falsely shoot me for a scene, but... ... *he trails off briefly, looking to the actual Goro's body* .... He'd be very upset. The man had plans for the future. Arsé-kun: "Goro": ... But ask as many questions as you can. I can only hold this for so long. Sheepy: Sheepy: Had he been in any of your scenes before? Arsé-kun: "Goro": ... Yes, I believe so. Sheepy: Sheepy: Did you have any enemies? Arsé-kun: *"Goro" bitterly laughs. Obviously* Sheepy: Sheepy: What were your relationships between yourself and your coworkers? Were they positive? Did anyone wish to replace you? Arsé-kun: "Goro": Some good, some bad, as I don't get along with everyone. The worst was usually just being rude, though... And who wouldn't want a lead role? Sheepy: Sheepy: Did you see your killer associate with anyone in your team? Arsé-kun: "Goro": Occasionally. If you mean outside of work, I don't believe so. Sheepy: Sheepy: So he wouldn't have had any reason to hate you, maybe... Sheepy: Sheepy: Although, considering another star was attacked as well... Perhaps they were related...? But he was hit over the head... Arsé-kun: "Goro": I'm not entirely sure of the motives, admittedly. Jealousy would have resulted in a much worse ending. Sheepy: Sheepy: Hmmm.. Arsé-kun: "Goro": ... I'm afraid I can't be of any more help. Sheepy: Sheepy: That's unfortunate. We don't have much to work on...I guess I have to take my search to your studio. Where do you work? Arsé-kun: *"Goro" tells him.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Thanks. Arsé-kun: "Goro": of course. Oh, and before it slips my mind, can you... *he sticks his hand under the covers, and comes out with a cell phone. It has a bit of dried blood on it* Deliver this to "my" boyfriend? I want him to have the contents. Sheepy: Sheepy: Minato, right? Arsé-kun: "Goro": Yes. Just... Don't say "I" said any of this. Sheepy: Sheepy: What do you want me to say? Arsé-kun: "Goro": Just suggest that it is being given to the closest person to "me". Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, alright. Arsé-kun: "Goro": ... And my time's up. But thank you very much for your help, fellow detective. Sheepy: Sheepy: No problem. Hopefully I won't talk to you soon? Arsé-kun: "Goro": Hm, I certainly hope not. That would be rather awkward. Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 1 Sheepy: Sheepy: I'll go bring this to Minato. Arsé-kun: "Goro": Please do. Sheepy: *Sheepy goes back to Rom and Crow* Arsé-kun: *Alex has changed back to normal and Immediately ate shit. INSTANT migraine. The disabling kind. You understand. The price of hubris* Arsé-kun: Rom: Oh, you're back. Welcome. Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah, turns out I've got a new case! But I have to deliver this to someone. *He shows the phone* Sheepy: Crow: ?! Arsé-kun: Rom: Well, aren't... What is it, Crow? Sheepy: Crow:...Hey, hey! That's.... Sheepy: Crow: That's Gogo's phone! Arsé-kun: Rom: You know his phone, but not his name... Sheepy: Crow: But look! It has blood on it! Arsé-kun: Rom: But is it real blood? Sheepy: Crow: Why do you have that?! Why's it got blood on it?! Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah, it is. Arsé-kun: Rom: Please don't ye-- ... ... Crow? Arsé-kun: Rom: Let's save screaming for outside. I'll allow it. Arsé-kun: Rom: This time. Sheepy: Crow: *He's visibly upset...* Sheepy: Sheepy: I'll tell you more once we're outside. Arsé-kun: Rom: Yes please. Crow, lets go out. *he pats Crow's shoulder* Sheepy: *Crow goes out as requested. Sheepy follows* Arsé-kun: *Rom follows up the rear, closing the door behind him* Sheepy: Sheepy: I just got back from the morgue. Arsé-kun: Rom: .... This is a horrible way to start an explanation. Sheepy: Sheepy: I haven't a clue why they didn't confiscate this sooner considering it's evidence. Sheepy: Sheepy: Basically, he's been murdered. Arsé-kun: Rom: That's horrible. *he at least keeps a straight face, but he's looking at Crow* Sheepy: Crow: *He is about to blow up.* Arsé-kun: *Rom puts an arm around Crow's shoulders. Support.* Sheepy: Crow: Who did it?! I'll, I'll...! Sheepy: Sheepy: I dunno. Arsé-kun: Rom: Keep it under wraps. I don't know what Crow will do. Sheepy: Crow: What?! Sheepy: Crow: He was my friend! I can't just let this stand! Sheepy: Sheepy: I guess I'll get a better understanding if I pass this phone to Minato as requested. Sheepy: Sheepy: Do you know where he lives? Sheepy: Crow: I do! Sheepy: Crow: But I don't get it! Sheepy: Crow: Who would do something like that?! Arsé-kun: Rom: If we knew, don't you think we'd tell you? Sheepy: Crow: You just said NOT to tell me! Sheepy: Crow: Which is it, huh?! Arsé-kun: Rom: ... Ah... I meant their actual identity, not what kind of person would. *he sighs and braces himself* Sheepy: Crow: That doesn't make any sense!! Arsé-kun: Rom: So I realize, thank you. Sheepy: Sheepy: If I bring this to Minato we might get more information. Sheepy: Sheepy: If nothing else, my current task will be completed. Sheepy: Sheepy: Although asking around at his workplace should find the answer. Sheepy: Sheepy: But can you show me where Mina- Sheepy: *Crow grabs Sheepy's arm and starts running in the direction of the mystery gang base* Arsé-kun: *Rom almost loses his arm. He has to take off running after them. He'll catch them eventually* Sheepy: *Crow makes it to the mystery gang base in record time! Sheepy is dazed. help, rom* Arsé-kun: *Rom makes it a couple of minutes later, nearly out of breath but still standing!* Sheepy: Sheepy: Ouch, ouch... Arsé-kun: Minako: *she throws the door open* Good afternoon, fellas! We're about to close, but we can spare a couple of minutes for some good boys! Sheepy: Sheepy: Uuugh...Heaven...has a closing time?... Sheepy: Crow: You need to tell everyone what you told us! Sheepy: Sheepy: My murderer followed me to Heaven and is tormenting me even there... Sheepy: Sheepy: Is Minato home? Arsé-kun: Minako: ...? Yeah, he's upstairs. Diiiiid something happen..? Sheepy: Sheepy: It's complicated. You can find out when I tell him. Arsé-kun: Minako: Right, well, um. Come in. Sheepy: Sheepy: Thanks. *he enters, closely followed by a very upset Crow* Sheepy: *...and both head upstairs! crow please* Arsé-kun: *Rom and Minako catch up a moment later, Minako looking unhappy* Sheepy: Sheepy: Minato? Arsé-kun: Minato: ... mm? *he rounds a corner, looking a bit drowsy* ... And you brought the angel why? Sheepy: Sheepy: He brought himself. Arsé-kun: Minato: That doesn't inspire confidence... Sheepy: Sheepy: I have something for you. Sheepy: *Sheepy takes out Goro's phone and gives it to Minato* Sheepy: Sheepy: I was asked to give this to you. Arsé-kun: *Minato takes a moment to process what he was given. He nearly drops it and silently looks back up at Sheepy in terror* Sheepy: Sheepy: It's Goro's. Sheepy: Sheepy: I was asked to give it to you because apparently he wants you to see what's on it. Sheepy: Sheepy: I suppose because he can't tell you. Arsé-kun: Minato: Wh... ... Sheepy: Sheepy: 'Cause he's dead. Arsé-kun: *SHEEPY THAT IS NOT HOW YOU* Arsé-kun: Minato: WHAT?! Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah, I just visited him in the morgue. Sheepy: Sheepy: He was murdered. I don't know by whom yet. Arsé-kun: *Minato stares at him in silent horror. He nearly drops the phone a second time.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Sorry, I suppose I should have been more gentle delivering the news, but this is my first case alone. Sheepy: Sheepy: I could try again but this isn't really the time for that. Sheepy: Crow: When I find Gogo's killer, I'll....!! Sheepy: Sheepy:...He's dead and you STILL can't get his name right... Arsé-kun: Rom: Don't egg him on. Arsé-kun: *Minato has gotten into the phone and found the Photo Gallery. He's not going to cry. Of course not.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Sorry to be delivering this news at all. Sheepy: Crow:.. Arsé-kun: Minato: .... *he nods* ... Find who did it. Sheepy: Sheepy: Don't worry, I will. Sheepy: Crow: I'll give them these crimson fists! Sheepy: Sheepy: But what if you need them later? Arsé-kun: Minato: Make sure the bastard rots. Sheepy: Sheepy: I don't control the speed at which people rot, but I'll try. Arsé-kun: *Varied tones of yelling from downstairs as Minako calls an emergency meeting to spread the news. Lovely* Sheepy: Sheepy: Fascinatingly, another star was attacked as well, but I've yet to find out if that's related. At this point, I'm assuming not. Sheepy: Sheepy: One quick question, though. Sheepy: Sheepy: Does the name "Dami" mean anything to you? I'm assuming it's a nickname. Arsé-kun: Minato: ... Not at all. Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh. Alright. Sheepy: Sheepy: I need to go to his workplace but I don't know where it is. Arsé-kun: Minato: .... Let one of the others take you. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay, thanks. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he heads downstairs* Arsé-kun: Minako: ---do WE do though?! There's no way Minato's is gonna take it well!! Sheepy: Sheepy: Can anyone bring me to Goro's workplace? Minato won't. Sheepy: Sheepy: Probably 'cause his boyfriend is dead. Sheepy: Crow: You're taking this way too calmly! It ticks me off! Arsé-kun: Katsuya: It's part of the job. We have to be. *he nods to Sheepy* I'll take you along. Sheepy: Crow: Why? Why?! You should be allowed to get upset! I'll rough them up! Arsé-kun: Katsuya: Emotion clouds judgement. We don't want to make any mistakes. Sheepy: Crow: What? Sheepy: Crow: Let's go already! Uncle can prosecute them! Arsé-kun: Katsuya: I highly doubt the suspect will be THERE, but we can look for evidence. Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah, exactly. Sheepy: Sheepy: Although at this point... Sheepy: Sheepy: I wonder if I can get in? Sheepy: Crow: Break down the doors if you can’t! Sheepy: Sheepy: That doesn’t really help. Sheepy: Sheepy: At this point, the police will be there. This whole thing is set up so incompetently too that I was capable of carrying potentially case breaking evidence that could have had valuable fingerprints on it out of the morgue... Sheepy: Sheepy: And on top of that, people don’t just die from being shot in the stomach. It takes a long time. With medical attention it shouldn’t be difficult to survive... Sheepy: Sheepy: What am I missing here? He only mentioned being shot in the stomach. There didn’t appear to be any bruising at a quick glance, but I doubt blunt force trauma because he at least would have been conscious to see it... *mumbling* Arsé-kun: Katsuya: There are several holes, yes. Arsé-kun: Katsuya: I also now have... Several questions. Sheepy: Sheepy: You're police, right? Maybe you can help me get in? Sheepy: Sheepy: What are they? Arsé-kun: Katsuya: Who mentioned these things? The dead cannot speak, generally speaking. Sheepy: Sheepy: The mostly dead can. (lie) Arsé-kun: Katsuya: This explains nothing. Sheepy: Sheepy: It's incredibly complicated. Sheepy: Sheepy: And by that, I mean there are some things in life you can go without ever knowing. This is one of them. Sheepy: Sheepy: Let's just go with the explanation that despite being dead, he wasn't necessarily entirely dead, and therefore a remnant of Goro could be spoken to. Arsé-kun: Minako: You can't just... Say that and not expect more questions!! Arsé-kun: Minako: What does that MEAN?? Sheepy: Sheepy: The brain doesn't necessarily die at the same point as the body. Sheepy: Sheepy: The brain can die before the body or could die after the body, depending on what the body is lacking. Sheepy: Sheepy: Of course, if someone were to be capable of communicating with just the brain, even if the victim is dead doesn't necessarily mean there isn't the potential to get information out of them. Sheepy: Crow: I don't understand at all! Arsé-kun: Katsuya: ... To be used as legit evidence, you're going to have to explain it in more detail. Arsé-kun: Minako: ... Sounds like a mind reader! Does anyone else think it's a mind reader? Arsé-kun: Tatsuya: ... I was just going to say a basic brain scan... Why is everything strange with you guys? Arsé-kun: Katsuya: ... Probably stranger, admittedly. Sheepy: Sheepy: I listened to a man slurp a brain. Sheepy: Crow: *his foot is tap tap tap tap tap tapping. he appears anxious and annoyed* Sheepy: Crow: Come on, come on...!!! Arsé-kun: Minako: I kinda wanna see that next time! Arsé-kun: Tats: *does not look pleased with any of this information, honestly* Sheepy: Sheepy: I didn’t see it, just hear it. Arsé-kun: Minako: I repeat myself anyway. Sheepy: Sheepy: Uhuh. Sheepy: Crow: The longer we stand around, the more chance the killer will get away! Sheepy: Yu: Did it sound like a smoothie? Sheepy: Sheepy: I guess? Arsé-kun: Tats: Yu, that is SO cursed! Sheepy: Yu: I needed to know. Arsé-kun: Katsuya: *got his work suit on- or at least the upper half of it* I'm not going to be given time to at least look decent, am I? Sheepy: Crow: It’s not like you’ve got Rom’s job! Doesn’t matter how you look! Who’s going to see you, the killer?! They don’t care! Arsé-kun: Katsuya: ... You know we can track them after the fact, yes? Sheepy: Sheepy: Learning patience would do you some good. You can easily turn from the predator to the prey with one wrong step. Sheepy: Crow: There’s such things as cars! You can drive them! Arsé-kun: *Minato is briefly spotted stealing an entire tub of ice cream. Given the circumstance, this is permitted behavior.* Sheepy: Crow: It’s easy to make a get away. If the real culprit isn’t there to be blamed, some innocent soul will. That’s how it works! Sheepy: *relatable minato* Arsé-kun: Katsuya: Can you please leave this to the actual justice department? Sheepy: Crow: The last time I trusted the actual “justice” department they blamed the old man! Arsé-kun: Katsuya: And Sheepy, did Lupin send you on this alone knowing what happened? Sheepy: Sheepy: No, I came upon it solving a missing person case. Arsé-kun: Katsuya: So you... Didn't tell him there's a murder case? At all? Sheepy: Sheepy: I’m not particularly attached to the case in any way so I can pass it on to him. Sheepy: Sheepy: The second it came up Crow dragged me here like a ragdoll. Arsé-kun: Minako: So you're just gonna say you don't care, in my house?? *there is likely a misunderstanding here* Sheepy: Sheepy: It’s not that I don’t care. Sheepy: Sheepy: It’s that it’s not my area of expertise. Sheepy: Sheepy: I can call him if you want. Arsé-kun: Katsuya: That would be wise. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he calls up Lupin* Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he picks up JUST before the voicemail does* Yes, Mouton, how may we help you on this fine evening? Sheepy: Sheepy: Hi, I found a dead body. Arsé-kun: Arséne: what Sheepy: Sheepy: Can you figure out whodunnit? Arsé-kun: Arséne: With Just that information? Obviously not! Sheepy: Sheepy: Then what kinda detective are you?? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Please say sike. Sheepy: Sheepy: That last bit’s a joke but there really was a dead body. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... Do you need me to pick you up? Sheepy: Sheepy: I’ve already left it. Sheepy: Sheepy: Goro Akechi, 16 years old. Murdered on set by a bullet wound to the stomach. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Isn't that...? *frantic paper shuffling* I'll try to be at location within the hour, but no guarantees. Sheepy: Sheepy: The actor who shot him had a nickname of “Dami” apparently. Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah, he’s the star of that TV show Sherlock likes. Arsé-kun: Arséne: You did work this time, thank you. And he won't like to hear that. Sheepy: Sheepy: ...Or is it Harley??? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Do you care enough to give me the hyper specifics? Sheepy: Sheepy: Hyper specifics? Like what? Sheepy: Sheepy: How I found it? Arsé-kun: Arséne: All of it. Sheepy: Sheepy: Where do you usually find dead bodies? Arsé-kun: Arséne: On the floor. Sheepy: Sheepy: I predominantly find then in backstreet alleys. Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh. Sheepy: Sheepy: I found this one on a table. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Eh... Morgue, huh? Sheepy: Sheepy: Specifically in a morgue. Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Grrreat. There goes potential information. Either way, once I free myself from this furry prison, I'll meet you at the location. Sheepy: Sheepy: No problem. I’ll be there. Potentially only partially depending on how much carpet burn this edgelord gives me dragging me there. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Good luck. Sheepy: Sheepy: Thanks. Arsé-kun: *Background meow of annoyance as Arséne frees himself from several cats and a dog* Sheepy: Sheepy: You’re drowning in cats? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Apparently. Sheepy: Crow: There’s no time for drowning or cats! Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... Ah, him. I now understand what you were talking about. Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah. Poor vampire man. Arsé-kun: Arséne: He's not... Oh, forget it, that's not important right now. Sheepy: Sheepy: He wears a cape. Who wears a cape other than vampires? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Stage magicians. Knights. Wizards. People hiding something. Sheepy: Sheepy: We’ve done it, Arsene. Sheepy: Sheepy: We know what he is now. Arsé-kun: Arséne: The embodiment of an adult temper tantrum. Sheepy: Sheepy: A magician knight with a vampire side and a deep dark secret. Sheepy: Crow: He’s not, he’s not! Arsé-kun: Arséne: Could he be any louder? Sheepy: Crow: He’s a prosciutto! Arsé-kun: Arséne: .... .... How am I supposed to take this seriously? Sheepy: Sheepy: He sure is. In fact, you should call him that to his face. Sheepy: Crow: I will when I call him, you don’t need to tell me that! Arsé-kun: *katsuya exitted scene to start the damn car, mink's fighting to not laugh at crow and instantly be banished to the shadow realm, minato returned to dump off an empty metal tub. He takes a moment to stare at Crow* Sheepy: Crow. What, what? Sheepy: Crow: I know I’m really handsome but it’s not the time for that! Arsé-kun: Minato: ... If not for the laws of this land, I would slaughter you. Sheepy: Crow: What?! Sheepy: Crow: Oh, oh, you wanna have a taste of my crimson fists to follow up your frozen milk, huh? Sheepy: Sheepy: ...Fr-Frozen milk. Arsé-kun: Minato: ... ... *he just gives up and moves onto a second tub of ice cream. help him* Sheepy: Sheepy: Now we meet him there. Sheepy: Crow: I can call my uncle for help! Sheepy: Sheepy: I considered that with the things you’ve been saying. Sheepy: Crow: Hah-hah! But I thought of it first! Arsé-kun: Minako: Let him call his prostitute uncle, see how they can help! Arsé-kun: *Minako knows what she said.* Sheepy: Crow: Right! Sheepy: *Crow calls Barok* Arsé-kun: *Barok is Not Pleased.* Arsé-kun: Barok: I JUST opened a bottle of wine. This better be important. Sheepy: Crow: Uncle! My friend’s been murdered! Arsé-kun: Barok: That's terrible. I'm sorry to hear that. *he doesn't sound it at all.* Sheepy: Crow: I need you to do your prostitute job to stop the killer! Arsé-kun: Barok: *wine pouring stops* Sheepy: Crow: So! Will you?! Arsé-kun: *Mink buries her face in Yu's shoulder to hide her laughter from Crow.* Arsé-kun: Barok: Learn the profession name properly and I will consider it. Sheepy: *Yu has his face buried in his hands* Arsé-kun: *Tats is just staring in dismay.* Sheepy: Crow: What? Is that important when Gogo’s dead? Sheepy: Sheepy: You can’t even get the dead guy’s name right! Sheepy: Crow: ...It’s prosciutto, right?! Arsé-kun: Barok: That's lunch meat. Sheepy: Crow: .......... Arsé-kun: Barok: And I am not defining 'prostitute' for you again. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? ... Man, word games are so hard! Sheepy: Crow: Roooom! What’s the word for the layer who stops criminals? Sheepy: Sheepy: ...Layer, like onion. Arsé-kun: Minako: Ogres have layer. Arsé-kun: Rom: .... A prosecutor? Sheepy: Sheepy: Our fun is all ogre now. Sheepy: Crow: Prosecutor! Arsé-kun: Barok: .... Fine. Sheepy: Sheepy: It only took you publicly embarrassing yourself twice but you got there. *clap clap* Arsé-kun: Minato: Would a prostitutor be a sexy cop? *he finished that second tub and is regretting his decisions, but he feels a little better. for now* Sheepy: Sheepy: I doubt this. Arsé-kun: Rom: *what the fuck did I come back to* Sheepy: Sheepy: He called his uncle lunch meat and a prostitute. Arsé-kun: Rom: Ah. His teammates have some serious competition in making errors, then. Sheepy: Crow: Oh, you’ll help?! I’ll put away my crimson fists temporarily and not hunt them down! Sheepy: Sheepy: What have they been doing? Arsé-kun: Rom: One of them climbed down a well and the other is about five minutes from falling in on them. I can't go ten minutes. Arsé-kun: Barok: I'll do you one better. I'll also beat you there. Sheepy: Crow: What?! No! I’ll get there first! Sheepy: Sheepy: Are you even paid for your babysitting? Arsé-kun: Rom: We get paid for surviving and putting out songs. So, I suppose so. Sheepy: Sheepy: That’s something! Arsé-kun: *Click, beep-beep. Crow, you've been hung up on* Sheepy: Crow: Heyheyhey, he didn’t even do a countdown!!!! Sheepy: Crow: *he rushes out* Arsé-kun: Rom: ... ... Arsé-kun: Rom: I am so sorry for subjecting everyone to him again. Arsé-kun: Rom: I was going to take him home so we could deal with his teammates, but that's not an option anymore unfortunately. Arsé-kun: Rom: ... I hope you don't mind dealing with him a bit longer. I need to, as stated, babysit the other two. Sheepy: Sheepy: It’s okay, I babysit evil incarnate capable of mass destruction and instantaneous insanity on a regular basis. Sheepy: Sheepy: Crow’s probably like an actual baby compared to that. Arsé-kun: Rom: Sure. Sheepy: Sheepy: His name is is Nyar and he broke Sherlock’s arm once. It turns out though that there’s worse in the world so everyone has pretty much forgiven him. Arsé-kun: Minako: You really just say these things like it's normal, huh?? Arsé-kun: Minako: Because it's super cool! !! Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh? It is? It’s my daily life. Sheepy: Sheepy: Anyway, should I head out now? Arsé-kun: Katsuya: The car's been started, so if you don't want to walk, the option is there. Sheepy: Sheepy: I'll take that option, thanks. Sheepy: Sheepy: Walking will probably take too long. Sheepy: *Sheepy heads to the car* Arsé-kun: *and they Go to the Location. They have been beaten there by Literally Everyone Else that was recruited.* Sheepy: Crow: Have you found anything yet? Well, have you? Sheepy: Harley: Rome was not built in a day. Be patient. You're being distracting. Arsé-kun: Barok: I agree entirely. Things like that take time. Sheepy: Crow: Rom's not a golem! He wasn't built at all! What're you talking about?! Arsé-kun: Barok: Your drummer is not an Italian city. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Arsé-kun: Barok: Why don't you go help the blond detective instead? He looked lonely. Sheepy: Crow: Because he tried to accuse the old man of murder the last time I met him. Sheepy: Crow: He doesn't have his assistant with him so he won't have a push in the right direction this time. Sheepy: Harley: Oh, I know, you could push him in the right direction! Sheepy: Crow: Uh? Arsé-kun: Barok: It's rather obvious none of us did this, so you can... "Kindly" inform him when his suggestions are foul. Sheepy: Crow: Uhhhh.. Sheepy: Harley: You're our only hope to keep him out of trouble. Sheepy: Crow: Yeah, yeah, I am! Sheepy: Crow: The great Crow will save the day! Ahahahaha! Sheepy: Crow: *he rushes off to harass Sherlock* Sheepy: Harley: I see, so he's full of himself. Arsé-kun: Barok: Incredibly. He's a good kid, but doesn't quite get the idea of stopping. Sheepy: Harley: Hm. Sheepy: Harley: So like Sherlock. Sheepy: Harley:...Perhaps teaming them up wasn't such a good idea. Sheepy: Harley: I'm seeing little of interest. Arsé-kun: Barok: I hope Lupin has found something, otherwise all of the evidence has already been collected. Sheepy: Harley: It seems incredibly simple to me. Sheepy: Harley: We have a where, when and how. Upon checking the listed actors for the scene, we should have a who. Of course, interrogation is still necessary. Sheepy: Harley: Due to the possibility of a different actor being put in the role as at the last minute or someone working with the killer. And then there's the why. Sheepy: Harley: But any evidence can change everything we know. Sheepy: Sheepy: Hi Harley, Hi Proscuitto. Arsé-kun: Barok: Please do not do that. Sheepy: Sheepy: Your nephew has probably given me carpet burn by dragging me around. Arsé-kun: Barok: Unsurprising. Sheepy: Sheepy: I looked at the dead body and listened to someone slurp its brain. Sheepy: Harley: Can you not deliver horrible, disgusting news to me for one day? Arsé-kun: Barok: .... Was this at least useful in some way? Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah. Sheepy: Sheepy: I wrote down everything the victim witnessed. Sheepy: Sheepy:....And told me about, anyway. Sheepy: Harley: Why do you keep delving into the supernatural? Who are you trying to spite here? Sheepy: Sheepy: Mostly anti-Superwholocks. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he passes the notes to Barok* Sheepy: Sheepy: Here. Arsé-kun: *Barok starts looking them over. He doesn't seem surprised* Sheepy: Sheepy: What do you think about them? Arsé-kun: Barok: I'll accept it as evidence, as it does give possibly useful information, but I'm not quite sure I like the method. Sheepy: Sheepy: I didn't have much choice. Sheepy: Sheepy: But is the name familiar in any way? Arsé-kun: Barok: Unfortunately not. Sheepy: Sheepy: It gives a starting point, anyway. Sheepy: Harley: Presumably there's footage of the incident. Arsé-kun: Barok: Predictably. Sheepy: Harley: It could have the face of the culprit. Arsé-kun: Barok: And even if it does not, there are faces of the witnesses. Sheepy: Harley: Right. Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 20 Arsé-kun: Arséne: Pardon-moi! *he snuck up on them. Who knows how long he's been there?* Sheepy: Harley:?! L-Lupin?! Sheepy: Sheepy: Wow, you're slow. Arsé-kun: *Barok stiffens, but doesn't react much otherwise* Sheepy: Sheepy: Did you just get here? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I've found the payroll~~ Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, did it have a Dami- on it? Arsé-kun: Arséne: A Dami-EN. And it gets better from there! Arsé-kun: Arséne: Sheepy, take a SINGLE guess at his last name. Wrong answers only. Sheepy: Sheepy: En. Sheepy: Sheepy: Full name Dami En. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Byrd. Sheepy: Sheepy: What?! Sheepy: Sheepy: Seriously? ...It couldn't be the same one, could it? Sheepy: Harley: Hmm. The same one who killed his dad and Tom.... Sheepy: Harley:... I suppose that hasn't been confirmed yet, but a presumably rich actor like him wouldn't need to take out a loan, would he? Sheepy: Sheepy: The missing person case I came back from was a rich actor too. Apparently he got attacked and thrown into Glaaki's cave, but I don't know how this could correlate. Based on the timing, well...I can't really see a connection, but... Sheepy: Harley: In theory, if it's the same attacker, it's very easily explained. He already thirsts for violence, but with Glaaki present, he had an excuse to commit it. But without Glaaki, that thirst is still there and now he no longer has a good place to hide the body. Sheepy: Harley: But we don't know if they are the same attacker. It could easily be a coincidence that both victims are rich actors. Arsé-kun: Arséne: And where the slug is involved, we unfortunately have to speak to... Them Sheepy: Harley: Right. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Well, good luck with that. You can handle that part, yes? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Because I have other concerns. such as why I have never seen a Byrd named Damien despite all the hours into the subject. Sheepy: Sheepy: I'll ask them about that as well. Arsé-kun: Arséne: But otherwise, this is a remarkably simple case. Who and where are settled, why might take a bit. Sheepy: Harley: Right. Arsé-kun: *in the meantime, Katsuya is TRYING to do fingerprint dusting but juggling this with babysitting two morons. please help him* Sheepy: Crow: Hey, hey, what is this stuff, huh? Arsé-kun: Katsuya: Aluminum powder. It's for finding fingerprints, so don't touch it. Sheepy: Crow: Huh? Fingerprints? Sheepy: Crow: This detective's got ten. One on each finger. Arsé-kun: Katsuya: I would hope so. Sheepy: Crow: Hey, what do you do with the culprit once you find him, anyway? Sheepy: Crow: Where I come from, they throw them off the edge and make 'em fall to their deaths! Or chain 'em up. Sheepy: Crow: Of course, I survived all that! Arsé-kun: Katsuya: It depends on what it is, but usually some form of arrest. Sheepy: Crow: A-rest, like you make them take a nap? Huh? Arsé-kun: Katsuya: Arrest, as in going to jail. Sheepy: Crow: Huh. When I was little I was punished like that. You guys really don't go past that? You can only handle punishment for children, huh? Sheepy: Crow: Huh. When I was little I was punished like that. You guys really don't go past that? You can only handle punishment for children, huh? Arsé-kun: Katsuya: Mortal lifespans don't always survive the sentencing. Sheepy: Crow: Eeehh?! Words like that are way too hard to keep track of! Sheepy: Crow: So "a rest" and "arrest" are different, huh... Arsé-kun: Katsuya: *he groans* Human life short, jail time long. Hu-man die if jail time longer than life span. Sheepy: Crow: No, no, no! Sheepy: Crow: Don't think I'm that dumb! Arsé-kun: Katsuya: And if it's really bad, well, then they just die. And honestly? After "prostitute"? Sheepy: Crow: I don't know what that word means. It sounds a lot like prosecute. Sheepy: Crow: Which is what I mixed it up with, by the way! Sheepy: Crow: It's not like we had all of these things where I came from! Sheepy: Crow:...That I know of, anyway. Arsé-kun: *Katsuya wisely does not ask for details* Sheepy: Crow: Uncle didn't tell me about them from what I remember. Nor did Pops, but he kinda just up and disappeared one day. Maybe he went off to learn about this kinda stuff? Sheepy: Sheepy: --I texted Nyar and he does recognize the name. Sheepy: Sheepy: He's being obnoxious. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Horrible. Terrible. Disgusting. I know where this situation is going, so I'm going to make sure Sherlock isn't trying to lick something for prints. Sheepy: Sheepy: Would he really? Sheepy: Nyar: How does aluminum powder taste when you lick it? Is it fingerprints-licking good? Arsé-kun: *Arséne groans LOUDLY and excuses himself.* Sheepy: Nyar: Awww. Arsé-kun: *He did not actually go that far- Arséne ducked around a corner to eavesdrop. He just doesn't like being around Nyar.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Go back in, nobody wants you here. Sheepy: Nyar: I want me here. Arsé-kun: Barok: If it's going to be useful at all, then get it over with. *he's unimpressed.* Sheepy: Nyar: Yeah, that Damien guy worked for Twili....Heyyy, it's you! Arsé-kun: Barok: Finish that sentence. Sheepy: Nyar: You're not for friendly chatter until I get business out of the way, huh? No dessert until I finish my broccoli? Sheepy: Nyar: Fine, fine. Sheepy: Nyar: He worked for Twilight. Sheepy: Nyar: He's also known as Brent. Kinda. They were a pair. But even a pair can be split apart. Sheepy: Nyar: Really fascinating stuff. I should've experimented on him. Sheepy: Nyar: Although I suppose we made Damien, so if I really wanted I could just pick him up and test on him. Arsé-kun: Arséne: *peeking out from around the corner* What do you mean "were"?? Sheepy: Nyar: It's the past tense for "are"! Sheepy: Nyar: Which means! They no longer, here's the word of the day, kids, *are* a pair! Sheepy: Nyar: Oh. Sheepy: Nyar: Well, you know. Sheepy: Nyar: You just split them apart like a kitkat. Sheepy: Nyar:....You think I know how everything works?! Nope! But there are two Byrds running around now. Brent and Damian. Brent was useful for manipulation. Too bad Damian had a tendency to kill. Arsé-kun: Arséne: So back when I interviewed Brent... *he's thinking Real Hard* Sheepy: Nyar: I would've liked grabbing that Sheep guy and Fluffy's dad over there for my own use. Sheepy: Nyar: It's easier to grab people nobody will miss, you know? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Why can't you just tell us these things?! Sheepy: Nyar: What? Sheepy: Nyar: If I tell you everything, you'll stop talking to me. Sheepy: Nyar: I won't be important anymore. Arsé-kun: Arséne: For FUCK'S sake, *he storms back into the circle* At least give things asked of you instead of waiting, say, over a month?? Sheepy: Nyar: Oh, oh, I like this! This is attention, yes! Sheepy: Nyar: Yeah, I was gonna use that Tim guy and what's his face for my testing. Sheepy: Nyar: But Damien got to 'em before I could. What a drag! Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, but you know what this means? Arsé-kun: Arséne: No. Tell me. Sheepy: Nyar: My dinner is over, right? So now dessert? Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... Yes, fine. Go ahead. Sheepy: Nyar: Baaaa~rok. It's been so long! Arsé-kun: Barok: I was hoping it would stay that way. How will you taunt me this evening? Sheepy: Nyar: How're you doing, huh? How's your brother doing? Sheepy: Nyar: Oh! Oops! Silly me! I forgot! Sheepy: Nyar: He's dead! (LOL) Arsé-kun: Barok: You're running out of material. You've used that one three times now. *he's displeased nevertheless* Sheepy: Nyar: Ehh? I could do an even better one. Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, he's less dead than your career! Arsé-kun: *Nyar gets kicked in the face. Impressive.* Sheepy: Nyar: Ouch, ouch! Sheepy: Nyar: You're no fun! Arsé-kun: Barok: Thank you. Sheepy: Nyar: I know someone more fun. Sheepy: Nyar: Hey Crane! Sheepy: Crow: It's CROW!!! Like the bird! Sheepy: Crow: Are you one of my cattle? I'm not doing autographs right now! Arsé-kun: *Katsuya re-enters scene behind him, carefully holding several successful fingerprint paints. Arséne wonders why a cop is doing forensics work. Katsuya sweats. Minato continues climbing out of Katsuya's car to snoop around* Sheepy: Nyar: How'd falling feel, huh? Just like how your Pops fell, huh? You still denying your guilt, saying you're innocent? Huh? How long can you keep it up 'till you hit acceptance? Arsé-kun: *Everyone present recognizes just how dead Nyar is about to be. Arséne pulls out his phone for footage.* Sheepy: *Crow clenches his fists before...Slugging Nyar!* Arsé-kun: *and Barok kicks Nyar down. Double team* Sheepy: Nyar: Ouch, ouch, ouch! That hurts!! Arsé-kun: Barok: Oh, you really do have pain receptors? That's wonderful information. Sheepy: Nyar: Well, it hurts my feelings! Sheepy: *Crow is visibly upset. Nyar goal accomplished: upset someone visibly* Sheepy: Crow: What do you know, anyway, huh?! I didn't do anything wrong...! Sheepy: Nyar: See, Barok? That's what I wanna see! Try more for that next time! Arsé-kun: Barok: ... Normally, I would not be permitted to act, but given the circumstances.. *he slowly puts a hand on his sword hilt. apparently, that is a real sword.* Arsé-kun: Minato: (When HE wears a sword, he's "cool" and "vampiric", but when I do it I'm "breaking the law" and "too young for weapons") *he's jealous* Sheepy: Nyar: Woah, woah, woah, hey! That's against the law! You sure you wanna stab me and potentially lose your job? Huh? Arsé-kun: Barok: I would, if children were not watching. Sheepy: Nyar: Eh? The eyes of the law are children now, seriously? Arsé-kun: Barok: Slime such as yourself wouldn't understand the concept of morals if it shot you through the jaw and called thou a whore. Sheepy: Nyar: Eh?! Sheepy: Nyar: That's the exact opposite of morals, isn't it?! Sheepy: Sheepy: (...Thou? How old IS Barok?) Arsé-kun: Barok: Action against an unlawful being is quite within law, thank you. Sheepy: Nyar: Uh? Sheepy: Nyar: C'mon, I only bullied your nephew a little! Did I strike your nerve, huh? I'm getting somewhere, huh? Arsé-kun: Barok: You're piling up reasons for me to take action. I recommend, as a lawyer, to keep your mouth shut. Sheepy: Nyar: Eh? Sheepy: Nyar: You can't even keep that dog thing on a leash and you expect to keep me on one? Sheepy: Crow: It's hedgehog, not hedgedog! What's up with you, anyway? You trying to put a damper on my crimson soul? You can't! *Despite this, it's clear that Nyar has put a damper on his crimson soul* Arsé-kun: Barok: You don't need a leash. You need a little goldfish bowl. Sheepy: Nyar: How are you going to fit me in a goldfish bowl, huh? Arsé-kun: Barok: Only part of you has to fit. Sheepy: Nyar: Eh? Arsé-kun: Barok: Excuse me. What I mean to say is "I am going to behead you." Sheepy: Nyar: Huuuuh? You're gonna ruin a crime scene, just like that? On what? That won't kill me. Arsé-kun: Barok: Not yet. Sheepy: Nyar: And maybe I know things you want to know. Sheepy: Nyar: You're gonna wait until I leave the scene? Arsé-kun: Barok: Ah, you've gone to bartering for your life in an instant. Arsé-kun: Barok: Perhaps. Sheepy: Nyar: Perhaps? You think you can? How? Arsé-kun: Barok: *he hums and chooses to not indulge Nyar.* Sheepy: Nyar: Wouldn't you like that? Arsé-kun: Katsuya: Absolutely not. *he bustles into the circle, between Barok and Nyar* I can confirm the fingerprints belonged to one Mr. Brent Byrd. Or perhaps Damien? But they do not have a public record. Sheepy: Nyar: Uh, yeah. Sheepy: Nyar: If he couldn't even hide his crimes, what use would he be to me? He'd be expendable. Sheepy: Nyar: You think I'm dumb? Arsé-kun: Katsuya: I'm not legally allowed to instigate a fight. Sheepy: Sheepy: I don't think dumb is the word to use here......... Sheepy: Nyar: Oh, oh, Fluffy is the only one backing me here! Sheepy: Nyar: Anyway, here's a fun thing to chew on! Sheepy: Nyar: How'd I learn all I know about Crane over there? Especially the more recent stuff? What's my source? Something to mull over! Arsé-kun: *Minato is still staring at him from behind Katsuya's car. He is Intrigued* Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, I feel all eyes on me! That's enough for me! Sheepy: Nyar: Even a set you may not notice! Arsé-kun: *Katsuya looks around and spots Minato. Minato just smiles at him. Katsuya groans* Sheepy: Sheepy: ? *He follows Katsuya's gaze* Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh? When did he get here? Arsé-kun: Minato: I've been. Nobody checks the trunks of cars anymore. Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh. Now I know. Sheepy: Crow: Ehh? You watched this creep say bad rumors about me? ...Man, first Gogo dies, and now I've been badmouthed in front of his boyfriend... Sheepy: Crow: Sheesh, how much worse is this day gonna get? Sheepy: Nyar: I can help make it worse. Sheepy: Crow: And when I get home, Stinkion is going to call me short... Sheepy: Nyar: Cruelly ignored and rejected! Sheepy: Crow: Anyway! They figured out who killed Gogo. Arsé-kun: Minato: Good. *he smacks his free hand with the end of his baseball bat* Sheepy: Crow: What's that for? Sheepy: Sheepy: Presumably busting kneecaps. Arsé-kun: Minato: Exactly. Arsé-kun: Minato: You didn't kill him. Sheepy: Crow: I don't wear caps on my knees... Who would? Arsé-kun: Minato: People who don't have them, obviously. Sheepy: Crow: Oh, like prophetics, huh! Sheepy: Crow: When you lose a limb, they replace it with a prophetic! Arsé-kun: Minato: ... *he's really considering turning his Right Eye on Nyar to see what happens* Sheepy: Nyar: What're you lookin' at? Arsé-kun: Minato: ... What ARE you? Sheepy: Nyar: Oh? Sheepy: Nyar: I'm Fluffy's pal! Sheepy: Nyar: I can be anything! Like playdoh! Arsé-kun: Minato: Not like that... *he pushes his hair to the side--- and pales Immediately before bailing* Sheepy: Nyar: Ah-ah-ah! I wouldn't recommend that! Sheepy: Nyar: That's restricted to only special people~ Sheepy: Nyar: Speaking of which! Barok, aren't you pleased? I consider you special. I might even take off my mask just for you! Eheheh! Sheepy: Nyar: Although he might get jealous...Hmmm... Sheepy: Crow: You give me...bad vibes. Sheepy: Nyar: I can give you a vibe check if you want! Sheepy: Crow: My vibes are very crimson! Sheepy: Nyar: Like your blood? Sheepy: Nyar: What's the color of your blood, huh? What is it? Arsé-kun: *Nyar gets bonked with Barok's sheath* Sheepy: Nyar: Ouch! Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, that's not nice! Arsé-kun: Barok: Thank you. Sheepy: Nyar: You've hurt my feelings. Sheepy: Nyar: I might even cry and blow into that tissue around your neck like a Kleenex (tm). Arsé-kun: Arséne: *to Harley* Do you think we should let him deal with the squid so we can go? Sheepy: Harley: Yes. I don't care enough to bother with the squid. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Sherlock? Sheepy: Sherlock: ? Sure. *he's holding a mouse* Arsé-kun: Arséne: Let that mouse go home. You know how our cats are. Sheepy: Sherlock: Awww.. *he puts it down. it goes about its business* Oh well. Sheepy: Sheepy: Can you rescue me, too? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Certainly. Good work today. Sheepy: Sheepy:....! *he appears flustered* Uh, thanks. Sheepy: Sheepy: We're going home, right? Finally! Arsé-kun: Arséne: Yes, finally. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he exits to get away from squidward tentacles over here* Arsé-kun: *Arséne and the two Holmes go with. Scene exitted* Sheepy: Nyar: You're so mean to me too when I've got juicy information you'd like. Sheepy: Nyar: I even could tell you this information! Sheepy: Nyar: If you want, anyway. Arsé-kun: Barok: At least wait until we're alone. Sheepy: Nyar: Uuuugh, fiiiiine! Sheepy: Nyar: When can we be alone, huh? Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Sheepy: Crow: Why do you need to be alone? Arsé-kun: Barok: It will be sensitive information. It always is. Sheepy: Crow: Sensitive? Sheepy: Crow: So I should go home? Arsé-kun: Barok: I didn't mean you. *he slowly looks to Katsuya, who wisely exits to find Minato* Sheepy: Crow: Oh. Sheepy: Nyar: So I can start now? Arsé-kun: Barok: ... Fine. Sheepy: Nyar: Someone who you used to look up to and love might be your enemy soon~ Eheheh. Arsé-kun: Barok: .... ... ..... Arsé-kun: Barok: All that! For that tidbit?! Sheepy: Nyar: Ehehehehe! Arsé-kun: Barok: Step back, Crow. Sheepy: Nyar: Yeah, sure, that's all, if you want to call it that! Sheepy: *Crow steps back* Arsé-kun: Barok: Are you aware that you are not immortal? Sheepy: Nyar:....Huh? Arsé-kun: Barok: After all, how does it go? "And with strange eons, even death may die"? Sheepy: Nyar: Uuuhhh... Sheepy: Nyar:..... Arsé-kun: Barok: Shalt we find out? *he slowly takes his sword hilt* Sheepy: Nyar: Ummm....Huh. This is a toughie. Sheepy: Nyar: I could divulge more information which would ruin the fun...or get my guts spilled. Arsé-kun: Barok: So make your choice. Sheepy: Nyar:...Ugh, this is tough. Man, you're kinda scary...I guess the first one? Arsé-kun: *AND WE IMMEDIATELY CUT TO A DIFFERENT SCENE BECAUSE HECK YOU* Arsé-kun: *Yaiba's given up yelling for help and is just sitting in cold, gross well water. help the boy. Where's Aion? who knows.* Sheepy: Aion: *he's shivering from the cold, but his hand still hasn't left his face* Th-Th-The Dark Sun God....Wish...Wishes to return to his Sancfuary... Sheepy: *Aion slinks out of his hiding spot, the shadows* Sheepy: Aion: Perhaps the angel's touch has left it... Sheepy: Aion: But it seems that the Dark Sun God is once more chained within the Pris-Pris-Prison of the Abyss... Sheepy: Aion: Aaah... The store is so far... Light years away. It seems that this pit that was in the Dark Sun God’s path... Is inescapable. Sheepy: Aion: The Dark Sun God only desired honey buns... However, his worth was not great enough for lowly humans to make sacrifices upon, so he was hoping to find some lying around. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: H-how did you even fall in? You had to actively climb in...! Sheepy: Aion: ......... Sheepy: Aion: The Dark Sun God’s secrets... will not be divulged. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Wh-what do we do now? Rom and Crow aren't here, hence, we might be in a Legend of Dying like fools! W--[omitted] Sheepy: Aion: However. Sheepy: Aion: It has been whispered... Sheepy: Aion: That the Dark Sun God was curious. Sheepy: Aion: Only a rumor. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: .... .... *in Crow's absense, he makes a Face™* Sheepy: Aion: And yet... Sheepy: Aion: The Dark Sun God...Still hungers... Sheepy: Aion: ...For honey buns... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: I'll henceforth buy you some if we get out before tomorrow. Legend of promise. Sheepy: Aion: Then we must escape before the dawn’s rays hit... Arsé-kun: *Another small flash of light from above. Could be a car's headlights, or someone's phone, or lightning, which is the worst of the possible options, which means of COURSE that's what it is, what do you expect?* Sheepy: Aion: It has spotted us! Oh! The devil’s eyes! Hear its roar! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: what in the legend of hence does that mean?!? Sheepy: Aion: Behold! It seeks us! Hunts us down like prey! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Aion, what does that m- Arsé-kun: *KABOOM!!* Arsé-kun: Yaiba: -AAAAAAAA Sheepy: *Aion screams and leaps into Yaiba’s arms* Arsé-kun: *The catch is pathetic, and Aion also now has a case of wet ass* Sheepy: Aion: It will tear us limb for limb..!! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: It's just thunder..! We're down a hole hence it sounds worse than it actually is!! Sheepy: Aion: The hole that will become our unlabeled graves! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Stop that! Sheepy: Aion: *Tremble, sob* Oh... I want to go home...! Arsé-kun: *Yaiba puts his hands over Aion's ears (probably not helpful with how big them ears are) and just screams. MMMMYYYAAAAAAAAUOOH! Fuckin'.... You're not being STABBED, Yaiba.* Sheepy: Crow: —Oh! Oh!!! Sheepy: Crow: What?! A ghost is in the well thingy! Arsé-kun: Barok: ... Concerning. Arsé-kun: Rom: *he finally got here, because public bus schedules are a suggestion more than fact. And he immediately peers down the cistern* Sheepy: Crow: Do you see the ghost, Rom?! Arsé-kun: Rom: No, you idiot, your bandmates are down there. Sheepy: Crow: Why? Arsé-kun: Rom: What does that matter? Do you think you can fit down that cistern and fly them back out? Sheepy: Crow: You need the great Crow to save the day, huh?! Yeah, I can! Arsé-kun: Rom: Are you SURE? Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Probably? Sheepy: *Crow goes into the cistern* Sheepy: Crow: I’ll save you two! Sheepy: Aion: *sob* Arsé-kun: Yaiba: T-take Aion first, I can, I can wait Sheepy: *Crow picks up Aion and attempts to fly out* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 20 Sheepy: *He successfully and painlessly escapes with Aion, placing him down on the grass before popping back in* Arsé-kun: *Rom immediately tends to Aion with a fresh towel* Sheepy: Aion: *sob* I want to go home... Arsé-kun: Rom: *!!!!* Arsé-kun: Rom: *he scoops up Aion without a problem* I'll bring you inside, and we'll see what we can do. Sheepy: Aion: .... Sheepy: *Crow attempts to escape with Yaiba as well* Sheepy rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 1 Sheepy: *...That loud cry of pain from Crow makes it clear that his wings aren’t too keen on being used a second time* Arsé-kun: Yaiba: *he's thinking. and then picks up Crow* You're smaller, hence, this will work! *and he throws Crow upwards. Get outta here!* Sheepy: Crow: Ugh...! Thanks! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Anytime! Sheepy: Crow: I’m sorry, Rom...! I can’t do it. Arsé-kun: Rom: That's fine. You did great, get inside and ice your wings. Arsé-kun: *Rom exits scene for a moment, before coming back with a tall, wooden ladder. oh. yes, this also works* Sheepy: Crow: Eh...? You have that? Arsé-kun: Rom: It's from the set design crew. I didn't even remember we had this until I saw it bringing Aion inside. Sheepy: Crow: Huh. ....Ouch, ouch... Arsé-kun: *Rom drops the ladder in. Faint 'ouch' from Yaiba as it hits him in the face. 10/10 aim* Sheepy: Crow: ? Arsé-kun: *Yaiba climbs up and pulls himself over the edge. str* Arsé-kun: Yaiba: *rant omitted as he complains at Rom for that Great Injustice and how he now owes him honey buns* Sheepy: Crow: You could do that all along?! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: ---What? Climb a ladder?? Sheepy: Crow: Yeah! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Can you not?? Sheepy: Crow: I can! But why didn't you sooner? You saw the ladder, right? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: .... I mean, obviously, if I saw it, I would have used it, hence! Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Sheepy: Crow:...Huh, alright. Sheepy: Crow: Let's go inside! I'll tell you about my day! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Yes, please, before it starts to rain! *he picks up the other mysterious towel and hurries indoors* Sheepy: Crow: *he follows Yaiba* Arsé-kun: *Rom follows them in, shutting the door just as the rain starts coming down. flash, boom, all that fun stuff* Sheepy: Crow: Guess what I saw today! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: I don't know, Crow, what was the legend you saw today? Sheepy: Crow: My uncle stabbed someone. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Well, no surprise! Where else would you get your crimson fury from? Sheepy: Crow: Yeah! He was a jerk! Hah! He couldn't even get my name right! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: But you get people's names wrong constantly, hence you have no right to talk! Sheepy: Crow: Huuuuuh? But my name is full of crimson passion! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: .... hence, you're full of hot air! Sheepy: Crow: C! Stands for Crimson! R! Is also in Crimson! O! Is also in Crimson! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: The W is in Wimp, hence- Sheepy: Crow: No!!!! Sheepy: Crow: No! It stands for... Sheepy: Crow:..... Sheepy: Crow:....WINNER!! Sheepy: Crow: Which spells... CROW! Sheepy: Crow:....I'm still working out the kinks, alright?! Even someone like me needs time to think on stuff sometimes! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: That's too long, hence! Wrong, weird, ween, worse, weed, wrenched! Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Eeeeehhh?! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Wrecked Sheepy: Crow: What!!! Sheepy: Crow: I'll have you know that there's not much you can do when you're falling from the sky at a bajillion miles an hour! Arsé-kun: Rom: You, are, insultingly, boring, asshole Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Hence?! Sheepy: Crow: And, and! Sheepy: Crow: My wings used to be a whole lot cooler. And I had more of them! Sheepy: Crow: Six, like the number of...Uh... Sheepy: Crow: Letters in WINNER!!! Sheepy: Crow: So I didn't intentionally wreck! Arsé-kun: Rom: You counted to six. Good work. *sarcastic* Maybe you can reach seven next week. Sheepy: Crow: Wow! You have so much confiden.... Sheepy: Crow:.... Sheepy: Crow: *squint* Arsé-kun: Yaiba: legend of get owned Sheepy: Crow: Wh-whaaaat?! Arsé-kun: *Yaiba dabs. everyone take three points of psychic damage* Sheepy: Crow: Ugh...too cool! But not as cool as Rom - eh, I mean, not as cool as me! Arsé-kun: Rom: .... Take this! *he slaps a ping pong ball off the table, at Crow.* Sheepy: Crow: Hah! You're a million light years away from defeating me! *he slaps it back* Arsé-kun: *it bounces off Rom's face. rom eats shit* Sheepy: Crow: Hah-hah! I am the greatest! The only! Crowwww!!! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: *he just loudly slurps a capri sun. hekk u* Sheepy: Aion:....The Dark Sun God sees through your lies, rodent, and into the truth: you are not the greatest. Arsé-kun: *Yaiba leans over to Aion to Conspire* Sheepy: Aion: What do you wish to conspire about? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: *whispering* If we take him down now, we might be able to sleep before two am Sheepy: Aion:?! Sheepy: Aion:......Hm...Hmmm. Sheepy: Aion: *he lowers his voice* A murder plot... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: No! Sheepy: Aion: Hm? How do we accomplish this, then? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Observe. *he picks up a cushion and flings it at Crow* Sheepy: Crow: Ugh?! Sheepy: Crow: Hey! What's that for?! Sheepy: Crow: Oh, I get it. A pillow fight, right? Sheepy: Aion: No. We were hoping you would suffocate on it. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: A fight with you? Hence, only five minutes wasted! Sheepy: Crow: Eeehhhh?! You guys're both jerks! You think it'd be a waste, hm? Sheepy: Crow: Come at me, then! Sheepy: Aion: The Dark Sun God has little interest in a mere rodent's acts of rebellion. He will be squashed in an instant. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: *overdramatic detailing that took most of the budget and lightning effects* I certainly will!! *he picks up another cushion* Sheepy: Crow: Hah! *he picks up rhe nearby cushion* I'll make you eat your words! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Get ready for the beating of a lifetime, Sonic Hedgehog! Sheepy: Crow: Haaaaaaah! Now you've made me MAD!!! Arsé-kun: *ten mil more deducted from budget for crow's gremlin face* Sheepy: Aion: *he sips his capri sun* Arsé-kun: *Rom stays out of it, for once* Sheepy: Crow: *he lunges for Yaiba with his crimson pillow of the fallen* Arsé-kun: *Yaiba winds up, and recklessly hurls himself at Crow, his lightning aura reaching a max-- ok ok you get it* Sheepy: *They clash, a fallen angel versus the Legendary Yaiba of Legend of Ryuukuden, hence, chaos ensues* Arsé-kun: *yes that, thank you* Sheepy: Aion: Hmmm...The Black Monster craves a honey bun. Arsé-kun: *Aion gets lightly smacked by a honey bun, still in the packaging. Toss a coin to your Rommer* Sheepy: Aion: The sacrifice has been received...! Arsé-kun: Rom: Great. I've got work tomorrow, so next person to scream is getting annihilated. Sheepy: Aion: It will be burned within the deepest pits! Sheepy: Crow: Huuuh? Arsé-kun: *crow gets smacked with a cushion* Sheepy: Crow: The heck? I was just getting fired up- OW!! Sheepy: Crow: No fair! Rom distracted me! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Left your guard down, you fool! Sheepy: Crow: No, you cheated! Arsé-kun: Rom: ..... .......... Arsé-kun: *the entire sofa soars past Aion and at the two boys fighting. goodbye. there's an explosion. rom poses cool* Arsé-kun: *Cyan gingerly steps over the devastation for her own band practice, or maybe just to go outside and play with other cats. We don't know.* Sheepy: Aion: Be careful. It hungers for souls. It flashes and roars. Rips and tears at flesh. You can spot it in the sky. Lingering. Waiting. Sheepy: Aion: *munch munch* Sheepy: Aion: You must sneak quietly. Softly. Refuse to look into the abyss... Arsé-kun: *Cyan takes one step outside, feels water, and promptly decides against it* Sheepy: Aion:....*munch munch* Arsé-kun: Cyan: Euch. It'll have to wait until tomorrow... What are you eating? Sheepy: Aion: A honeybun. Arsé-kun: Cyan: Very nice. Sheepy: Aion: The Black Monster craved it and got imprisoned within the damp prison nearby. Sheepy: Aion: For looking too deeply inside.... Arsé-kun: Cyan: The big rain well? It's a big drop! Sheepy: Aion: The angels...They whisper.... a rumor. Of the Dark Sun God's curiosity. Arsé-kun: Cyan: It's always tempting to look, but it's so scary! Arsé-kun: *Quiet achieved. Rom can actually sleep for once* Sheepy: *Morning comes quickly for people with responsibilities!* Arsé-kun: *Unfortunate!!* Sheepy: *But you know what you DO get as a benefit, Rom? 30 texts from Shuzo!* Arsé-kun: Rom: ..... wh.... *he picks up his phone, looks at it, puts it back down* Arsé-kun: *Rom's phone vibrates AGAIN, and he groans before finally checking it* Sheepy: Shuzo: [text: to Rom] jm so gubrgy thus hodpjtal food is trash lol Arsé-kun: Shuzo: [text: to Rom] i realy wan a schuro Sheepy: Shuzo: [text: to Rom] if ibky a deally nice and jncredibly handskme drummerbwould come save me (wifh s cinnamkn churro) Arsé-kun: Shuzo: [text: to Rom] wie is me/ i hjave noo chureo Sheepy: Shuzo: [text: to Rom] ilu bur even more with churro Sheepy: Shuzo: [text: to Rom] please. churro Arsé-kun: Shuzo: [text: to Rom] churros wer made innnnnn yer 5 by mr man churo Sheepy: Shuzo: [text: to Rom] which is almkdt whdn stars were msde Arsé-kun: Shuzo: [text: to Rom] stars like you11! and me ⭐️⭐️ Sheepy: Shuzo: [text: to Rom] haha....what if we....flew throhhj space rigether ... on q shooting star...a date.... haha...ghatd be so ronanric... Arsé-kun: Shuzo: [text: to Rom] haha... unles Sheepy: Shuzo: [text: to Rom] even more romantic....with churro Arsé-kun: Shuzo: [text: to Rom] wWho needs capitalism when u can have a churro Sheepy: Shuzo: [text: to Rom] if gou ever wanr ro eat s wall just eat hospitsl food haha wow so tasty ⭐️ Arsé-kun: *Rom feels like he is supposed to get this man a churro. He might be wrong.* Sheepy: Shuzo: [text: to Rom] gonna give rhis place 5 ⭐️ on help for its food alone Sheepy: Shuzo: [text: to Rom] Help Sheepy: Shuzo: [text: to Rom] Help Sheepy: Shuzo: [text: to Rom] Yelp Arsé-kun: Rom: [text: to Shuzo] Yes, I'll buy you a fucking churro, it's 6 am, are you high?? Sheepy: Shuzo: [text: to Rom] cant feek most of mg bodh Arsé-kun: Rom: [text: to Shuzo] How are you messaging me? Sheepy: Shuzo: [text: to Rom] :) Arsé-kun: Rom: [text: to Shuzo] ⭐️ Sheepy: Shuzo: [text: to Rom] wuth lobe ♥♥ Arsé-kun: *Rom decides he is obligated to get this man a churro. He can be a little late for work today. Just a little.* Sheepy: *thank you Rom* Arsé-kun: *Rom calls in ahead of time like a responsible adult* Sheepy: *Incredible! The ideal man!* Arsé-kun: *He shows up to Shuzo's room exactly 45 minutes later, armed with a churro and a dream. Only one of these is needed here.* Sheepy: Shuzo: *he looks over, a little on the dazed side* Arsé-kun: Rom: Good morning, Shuu. Sheepy: Shuzo: Good morning ⭐️ It's such a beautiful day today. Make sure to enjoy it while it lasts ⭐️ Sheepy: Shuzo:..... Arsé-kun: Rom: Please stop doing that so early. Sheepy: Shuzo: Did you come here on the way to work without having eaten breakfast first? Arsé-kun: Rom: .... .... You sent me no less than ten messages asking for food. Sheepy: Shuzo: ........? Sheepy: Shuzo: *he mulls this over* Sheepy: Shuzo: What, did I? Arsé-kun: Rom: You said some other things, but I disregarded them for you. But I did bring the churro you begged for. Sheepy: Shuzo: I don't remember a thing ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: You typed like you wouldn't have anyway. Sheepy: Shuzo: Oh, I fear the embarrassing things I said... Arsé-kun: Rom: :) Sheepy: Shuzo:....Your grin.... *he goes to check* Sheepy: Shuzo:......... Sheepy: Shuzo:...Just how many people did I text...?! Arsé-kun: Rom: I do not know, but I'm alarmed now. Sheepy: Shuzo: I sent the twins in caps.... "Texting my ex ⭐️"... In response to every one of their messages. Sheepy: Shuzo: My ex what?? Sheepy: Shuzo: And- ...Oh- Oh. Arsé-kun: Rom: What's the damage? Sheepy: Shuzo: ...Unfortunately, I can't use that with you. Arsé-kun: Rom: Perhaps because I'm in front of you. Sheepy: Shuzo: If you weren't, with what I was saying to you, I would...And to my friend... Arsé-kun: Rom: You can try that, if you're out of options. Sheepy: Shuzo: I could try but I don't think it'll work. Sheepy: Shuzo: *he mumbles something along the lines of, "Unless you see it, I suppose it's not too terrible"* Arsé-kun: Rom: You sure hope so. Arsé-kun: Rom: But okay, I fulfilled my task. Arsé-kun: Rom: That's a shame. Sheepy: Shuzo: You can eat it and think of me while eating it ⭐️ Because you bought it for me. Arsé-kun: Rom: But I already... *he stops that train of thought Immediately* I already had one. Sheepy: Shuzo: Oh, I'd love to take it off your hands. Sheepy: Shuzo: I'll value the feelings behind your actions instead ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: That's more than I could have hoped for ⭐️ *cough* How do you do that all day? Sheepy: Shuzo: I'm paid a ton to do it. Arsé-kun: Rom: Fair enough. Sheepy: Shuzo: I suppose it'd break the theme if I joined your band and did it. Arsé-kun: Rom: It would mess them up. ... It might be funny. Sheepy: Shuzo: I have to get rid of this hairdye first....But what will the twins think? Arsé-kun: Rom: If they think you're the coolest thing since the invention of churros, it shouldn't matter, yeah Arsé-kun: Rom: Which, by the way, was not year five. Sheepy: Shuzo: What? Arsé-kun: Rom: Your texts again. Sheepy: Shuzo: How embarrassing was I to you...? Arsé-kun: Rom: Extremely. Please get some sleep. Sheepy: Shuzo: I will. I hope work goes well for you. Sheepy: Shuzo: Maybe when I awake I'll be a dreamy prince again ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: I'm going to flip your bed over. Sheepy: Shuzo: That would hurt. Arsé-kun: Rom: That would be the intent. Sheepy: Shuzo: Haha...that's cruel. Arsé-kun: Rom: Then stop doing that to your throat. Sheepy: Shuzo: I'll try. Sheepy: Shuzo: Just for you ⭐️ It’ll be our little secret ⭐️ Only the stars will know ⭐️ Sheepy: Shuzo: *cough, cough, cough* Sheepy: Shuzo: I was going to end up here anyway ⭐️ Perhaps it’s fate you showed up ⭐️ My job is killing me slowly. Sheepy: Shuzo: At least I eat right, but I barely sleep and constantly deal with stress which is further weakening me and setting off the sickness I mostly had under control. But because of who I am, “I’m ⭐️ not ⭐️ allowed ⭐️ to ⭐️ show ⭐️ it ⭐️“. *cough, cough, cough*... Sorry, you should go to work before you get late. Arsé-kun: Rom: Have you considered ⭐️ obliterating your manager Sheepy: Shuzo: No. Moreso my past self. I thought my dream could be achieved. But perhaps it was no dream at all. It would’ve been better dead at the start. Arsé-kun: Rom: Were you not in a hospital bed, I would punch you! Sheepy: Shuzo: Haha, that wouldn’t be very nice. Arsé-kun: Rom: Neither is giving up! Look where you are! You'll just live here if you give up and let it die!! Sheepy: Shuzo: And what do you propose doing? I suppose I’ve become a symbol of chasing your dreams for many ⭐️ But this clearly won’t work in the long run. Sheepy: Shuzo: Should I really throw away everything? Arsé-kun: Rom: Then ACTUALLY go DO IT, you idiot! If people really like you, you won't throw anything away except that shitty hair dye! Sheepy: Shuzo: ... Sheepy: Shuzo: I suppose if it doesn’t work, I can just take back this role. Arsé-kun: Rom: Hell, take some time off for yourself. Go on vacation. Punch your bandmates. Whatever. Sheepy: Shuzo: But... The twins will be heartbroken. I can’t do that to them. Arsé-kun: Rom: What are they, kids?? Do they even have a legal guardian? Sheepy: Shuzo: No. Arsé-kun: Rom: Wh.... You need adoption papers? I can pick some up for you later. Sheepy: Shuzo: They see me as an older brother... Sheepy: Shuzo: Not a dad! I’m not that old! Arsé-kun: Rom: You can be a legal guardian and still be a sibling... I think? Sheepy: Shuzo: I wouldn’t know. Arsé-kun: Rom: I'll have to look into it. Either way, bring them with you. Let them be kids for once. Sheepy: Shuzo: I suppose. Sheepy: Shuzo: I’ll ask them. Sheepy: Shuzo: I won’t force them into anything. They should make their own choices. Sheepy: Shuzo: ...Thanks. You come in here due to annoying messages I sent to give me food I can’t eat but you’re still willing to listen ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: ... Of course. *he raises his fist and... very gently punches Shuzo's shoulder* You know I'll listen. Sheepy: Shuzo: I may vent to you more often. Arsé-kun: Rom: I might suplex you through something if you start quitting again. Sheepy: Shuzo: I’ll try to see it as changing my course towards achieving my dreams ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: I will throw you at them! You'll have no choice in the matter! Sheepy: Shuzo: I’m counting on you! Sheepy: Shuzo: If I keep you much longer, you’ll be late for work. Arsé-kun: Rom: *he checks the time* Arsé-kun: Rom: ..... Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiit~⭐️⭐️♪♪ Sheepy: Shuzo: How late are you? Arsé-kun: Rom: Late enough that I may as well take my time. Arsé-kun: Alex: *peering in, quietly* What's your take on it? I'm getting former friend vibes. Sheepy: Okita: Definitely exes. Sheepy: Okita: There's a big and messy drama there about them breaking up, I bet. Arsé-kun: Alex: It's possible. Bet you my lunch you're wrong, though. Sheepy: Okita: Oh? That's a good bet. You can have my nasty lunch if I'm wrong. Arsé-kun: Alex: Great. I don't want it. Sheepy: Okita: Nor do I. Arsé-kun: Alex: ... Do you just want me to sneak out and buy mcdonalds again? Sheepy: Okita: Yeah. Arsé-kun: Alex: Figured. Arsé-kun: *Watson's approach is not subtle in any way shape or form. How do you miss bright ginger coming towards you* Sheepy: Okita: Oh? The doctor's here to yell at me again. Arsé-kun: Watson: I only needed to give you something, and no, it isn't medication. Sheepy: Okita: Huh? Arsé-kun: *Watson hands him a wad of paperwork. The first page has a big ol' ''DISCHARGED'' stamped on it. How exciting!* Arsé-kun: Watson: I'm legally permitted to tell you to fuck off, you pain in the ass. *he's teasing, mostly* Sheepy: Okita: ....Huh. Sheepy: Okita: Now what? Arsé-kun: Watson: You... Go home? Take a bus if you have to? Sheepy: Okita: I've got nobody to go home to. Arsé-kun: Watson: ... :v Sheepy: Okita: I was just living by myself before all this. It's more fun making you mad. Arsé-kun: Watson: Well, you can't just live here unfortunately. Sheepy: Okita: Huh. Sheepy: Okita: I guess I've got no choice but to go home then. Arsé-kun: Watson: It's not great, but if you need assistance I can probably drag someone out of the woodworks. Sheepy: Okita: What do you mean, assistance? Arsé-kun: Watson: Well, that certainly depends. I can probably assist in getting you some form of income, maybe help fixing up the property since no one has been there for months. The works. Sheepy: Okita: I guess. Arsé-kun: Watson: Disappointed? Sheepy: Okita: I actually was having fun being here despite everything. Arsé-kun: Watson: That's good to hear...! Sheepy: Okita: Mostly making you mad. Arsé-kun: Watson: ... Not as great, but better that than being destructive. Sheepy: Okita: I like teasing people. Sheepy: Okita: Eh, one thing though. Sheepy: Okita: You got a priest? Sheepy: Okita: I need one to exorcise a demon out of my house. Arsé-kun: Watson: ..... *unsure if Okita is kidding or not* Sheepy: Okita: Huh? What's that look for? Sheepy: Okita: Sure, he's got no horns, but you know what he does have? Arsé-kun: Watson: .. A temper? Sheepy: Okita: Yeah. Arsé-kun: Watson: I vaguely recall you mentioning this months ago, just barely. Sheepy: Okita: And he dumps tons of homework on me. I could easily do it but I don't bother because it's funny taunting him like that. A's from all of the teachers except him. All Fs from him. Sheepy: Okita: *grin* If you were a teacher, I might toy with you a bit like that too. Turn things in late. Not come to class. Sheepy: Okita: Just to see you get annoyed. It's funny. Arsé-kun: Watson: But what do you do when they get used to that? Sheepy: Okita: Subvert their expectations. Sheepy: Okita: Leave them second guessing. Sheepy: Okita: I turn in all my homework and show up to my classes for all of my teachers except for that demon Hijikata. Arsé-kun: Watson: And you live with him, so do you actually have to...? Sheepy: Okita: He gives me Fs, which drags my GPA down. What a demon, right? Sheepy: Okita: He writes lame haikus and watches soap operas at 4 am. Arsé-kun: Watson: Ah. That kind of demon. Sheepy: Okita: Yeah. You got any ideas? Sheepy: Okita: I'm thinking about pelting him with garlic until he runs away with his tail between his legs. Arsé-kun: Watson: Does that actually work? I've seen one cook with it regularly. Sheepy: Okita: I dunno. Sheepy: Okita: Maybe I'll shine a flashlight in his face. Sheepy: Okita: It's more fun pelting him with small objects as he tries to sleep though. Sheepy: Okita: My current record is 102 M&Ms. Arsé-kun: Watson: He's going to bite one of these days. I can't help you if he does. Sheepy: Okita: Hey, if he does, he's gotta deal with me for all eternity. Arsé-kun: Watson: It doesn't work like that, unfortunately. Sheepy: Okita: Uh, what? Really? Arsé-kun: Watson: They have control over that or something. So you can easily just be left to bleed out instead. Sheepy: Okita: Hijikata wouldn't do that. Arsé-kun: Watson: Being bitten would still suck, though. Sheepy: Okita: Not until I-.... Sheepy: Okita:..... Arsé-kun: Watson: :) Sheepy: Okita: Not until I finish all of my homework. Sheepy: Okita: He dragged me here when I was coughing up blood because I'm not allowed to die until I finish my homework. Arsé-kun: Watson: Immortality doesn't work that way either. Sheepy: Okita: How does it? Sheepy: Okita: You know a lot, don't you? Arsé-kun: Watson: I do. But I am fairly certain homework percentages will not affect anything involving your lifespan. Sheepy: Okita: Ahahahah. Sheepy: Okita: If I get thrown off a bridge by that demon for not doing my homework well it will. Sheepy: Okita: Can you save me then? Arsé-kun: Watson: In the case of that, don't land horizontally. You'll want to roll into the water to reduce impact. And maybe. Sheepy: Okita: ....Eh? Sheepy: Okita: You think I'm savvy enoughto tuck 'n roll while falling to my death? Arsé-kun: Watson: It won't kill you if you know what you're doing. Sheepy: Okita: I spent almost all of my developmental years in and out of the hospital, I'm not savvy with much physically other than a sword. Arsé-kun: Watson: mmmmhm. Sheepy: Okita: You don't believe me? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Not one bit. *nat 20 stealth check. he had no reason to do this* Arsé-kun: Watson: *JFC* Sheepy: Okita: *he quickly turns to face Arsene* Oh? It's you? Arsé-kun: Arséne: It's me. Unfortunately. Sheepy: Okita: I forgot all about you. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Certainly needed to know that. Sheepy: Okita: You did, huh? Sheepy: Okita: That's a surprise. Sheepy: Okita: What're you here for anyway? Business or pleasure? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Now, what on earth do you think? Arsé-kun: Arséne: But don't answer that. Business, of course. *he hands Watson paperwork to look at* This is the last place I'd come for pleasure. Arsé-kun: Watson: ... *he hands the paperwork back and lets Arséne into the closest room* Arsé-kun: Watson: ... But yes, go on ahead, Okita. Get your belongings, get Mercer, I can arrange for a driver to drop you off if you need it. Sheepy: Okita: Uh, thanks. Sheepy: Okita: It'd be useful. Sheepy: Okita: I'll go get him. Arsé-kun: Watson: All right. I'll have a secretary call a ride for you. Arsé-kun: *ok okita go do the stuff* Sheepy: *Okita goes to bother Alex* Sheepy: Okita: Hey. Arsé-kun: Alex: .. What? Did you get cleared? Sheepy: Okita: Yeah. Sheepy: Okita: They said to bring you home with me. Arsé-kun: Alex: Huh... What? Sheepy: Okita: Don't ask me why. Arsé-kun: Alex: I think I have a pretty good idea. Arsé-kun: Alex: But will the Demon General allow me to live? Sheepy: Okita: We can fight him together. Arsé-kun: Alex: Uplifting, but hard to do if I'm dead in a puddle on the floor. Sheepy: Okita: But we make a good team. Arsé-kun: Alex: This is true. Sheepy: Okita: So we have nothing to worry about. Sheepy: Okita: Anything you wanna do before we head out? Arsé-kun: Alex: ... Hmm. It's not like we have a lot of belongings. Arsé-kun: Alex: Yeah, lemme check one thing and I'll be good. Sheepy: Okita: Right. Sheepy: Okita: Go ahead. Sheepy: Okita: I'll be here. Arsé-kun: Alex: Do you think I'm going to leave you here? Sheepy: Okita: Where are you bringing me, then? Arsé-kun: Alex: With me. Also, do you want McDonalds or not? Sheepy: Okita: I do! Arsé-kun: Alex: Then lets.. Go, I suppose? Sheepy: Okita: Yeah. Arsé-kun: *they get mcdonalds lunch for breakfast because time is an illusion and even death may die* Sheepy: *foreboding* Sheepy: Okita: It seems different now that I'm not sneaking out. Arsé-kun: Alex: Doesn't it? It almost feels wrong. Sheepy: Okita: It's not as fun... Sheepy: Okita: Guess I just gotta get sick again....Just kidding. Arsé-kun: Alex: Now you'll have to pay for it, like a member of society. Sheepy: Okita: Huuuh?! Sheepy: Okita: Like I've got any money. Hijikata can do it. Arsé-kun: Alex: ... Okay, fair. Sheepy: Okita: You got anything you want to do before we head there? Sheepy: Okita: Stuff to pick up? Sights to see? Arsé-kun: Alex: Absolutely not. Sheepy: Okita: Great. Sheepy: Okita: Then can we go? Arsé-kun: Alex: Yeah. Lets get your three belongings. Sheepy: Okita: Great. I'm excited. Arsé-kun: *in the background, meanwhile* Sheepy: Sheepy: Do you remember how you ended up here? Arsé-kun: ?: .... No. Arsé-kun: ?: .... Not really, no. Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh. That's problematic. Sheepy: Sheepy:...Uh, do you at least know your name?? Arsé-kun: ?: ... No. ... I talked of a being and informed that a nickname I was given will be based upon it. Sheepy: Sheepy: Uh. Okay. Arsé-kun: ?: ... I was named 'Glass' in absence of a name. I do not know what being this refers to.. Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh. Sheepy: Sheepy: Well, alright. I guess that's what I'll call you for now. Arsé-kun: Glass: I am sorry I am not of help. Sheepy: Sheepy: No problem. It must've been traumatic so I shouldn't dig too deeply into it anyway. Arsé-kun: Alex: Sucks to be those people. Sheepy: Okita: Yeah, I'll take TB any day over having my brain wrecked by a big slimy slug. Sheepy: Okita: ...Heh, I wonder if it hated salt... Sheepy: Okita: You think they tried turning it into peeled escargot? Arsé-kun: Alex: I doubt that would have worked, honestly. Sheepy: Okita: Dunk it in the ocean. Sheepy: Okita: Have it shrivel like a prune. Sheepy: Okita: Although...I guess sea slugs are a thing. Sheepy: Okita: Anyway, now that I've got my stuff, we can go. Me. You. This dangerous weapon no one will notice. Arsé-kun: Alex: ... Oh, you mean that. Sheepy: Okita: Yeah. Arsé-kun: Alex: How subtle. Sheepy: Okita: I'll just say it's a prop. Arsé-kun: Alex: ... I'm fairly certain everyone knows by now. Sheepy: Okita: Yeah, but passerbys don't. Arsé-kun: Alex: ... Do you need me to hide it for you? Sheepy: Okita: Could you? Arsé-kun: Alex: Yes. I certainly could. Sheepy: Okita: Just don't mess it up. It's real important to me. Sheepy: Okita: *He passes it to Alex* Arsé-kun: *Alex puts it behind his back, lining it up with his leg. And then takes his arm back out* Arsé-kun: Alex: Ta da. Sheepy: Okita: You're magic. Sheepy: Okita: Thanks. Sheepy: Okita: Now we shouldn't be stopped by anyone not in the know. Arsé-kun: Alex: Or hopefully at all. Sheepy: Okita: Yeah. I don't want to deal with it. Sheepy: Okita: Let's go before we waste the whole day. If we get there at night we can't ruin that demon's sleep. Sheepy: Okita: Although if it's a weekday and not winter break I suppose he could be at work. Arsé-kun: Alex: If you absolutely insist, I'll pick up the pace. Just for you. Sheepy: *Okita heads home via the provided ride* Sheepy: Okita: Get ready to run. Arsé-kun: Alex: I'll consider it. Sheepy: *Okita knocks on the door. There's a pause before it opens. There's an exhausted looking man on the other side, holding a sheet of partially graded homework* Sheepy: ?: I'm not buying anything. Arsé-kun: Alex: *imitating Okita roughly* I come for free, old man Sheepy: Hijikata: Oh, it's you. Sheepy: Hijikata: It was inevitable. Come in. Arsé-kun: *Alex pushes Okita in ahead of him. Just in case.* Sheepy: *Okita enters* Sheepy: Hijikata:...Hold on - *He rubs his eyes* ....You brought a guest? Why? Arsé-kun: Alex: The doc told him to bring me with. I... Don't exactly have anywhere to go. My apologies. Sheepy: Okita: If we don't have enough room, we can kick you out, Hijikata. Sheepy: Hijikata: *glare* Souji........! *sharp inhale* Fine, I understand. Sheepy: Okita: Score! Sheepy: Okita: I can show you my room. Arsé-kun: Alex: ... Uh, sure. Sheepy: *Okita leads him there* Arsé-kun: *It is covered in dust. Absolutely blanketed. Dead skin and dirt snow baybe. gross* Sheepy: Okita: Sheesh, he couldn't at least dust? -*cough, cough, wheeze* It's horrible in here... Sheepy: Okita: I guess I have to do it all myself! Arsé-kun: Alex: You mean it isn't normally like this? Sheepy: Okita: No. Sheepy: Okita: You think I'd keep things dusty when dust makes me sick? Sheepy: Okita: Especially my picture of Kondou. That'll be dusted first. Sheepy: Okita: Hey, if you want, you can help too. Arsé-kun: Alex: I'll think about it. *he will. he's being Difficult* Arsé-kun: Alex: But your sword is going to wait until after it's clean. Sheepy: Okita: Oh, you're holding my sword from me until I clean my room? Sheepy: Okita: Sheesh, you're cruel. Arsé-kun: Alex: Where would you LIKE it to be placed?? Sheepy: Okita: ...Eh, good point. Sheepy: Okita: Alright, let'get to it! Arsé-kun: *they do that. yaaaaaay. we'll find the plot someday.* Sheepy: *the plot....was in Arsene's home all along...!* Arsé-kun: *NO SHIT, HONEY* Sheepy: Sheepy: He's still on our sofa...the key to our answers... Sheepy: Nyar, bleeding profusely: My father? Arsé-kun: Arséne: There are two things wrong with this scene. Sheepy: Nyar: Only two? Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he gestures to Nyar* Did you get into a fight with a woodchipper? Sheepy: Nyar: No, with Barok. Arsé-kun: Arséne: *his eyebrows shoot off into space* Sheepy: Nyar: Actually I let him beat me up because I had a good time tormenting him. Sheepy: Nyar: So he stabbed me a bunch. Ouch. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Ah. That makes much more sense. Arsé-kun: Arséne: The second *he gestures to the couch* Is that he's sTILL HERE Sheepy: Nyar: It turns out that ange- Sheepy: Sheepy: He's sleepy so he's sleeping on our couch. Sheepy: Sheepy: Maybe we should charge him rent. Sheepy: Nyar: -do pack a punch! Sheepy: Sheepy: We could ask him about Brent if he was awake... Sheepy: Sheepy:...Maybe I'll wake him up? Sheepy: Sheepy:...Haha, just kidding. Sheepy: Sheepy:....Unless...? Arsé-kun: *Arséne gains the Anxiety skill* Arsé-kun: Arséne: I want to say no, but you're going to do it anyway. Sheepy: Nyar: It was the day of my birth. Sheepy: Nyar: My father slept through my 0th birthday. Sheepy: Nyar: It was really sad. Arsé-kun: Tom: I was born in the hospital and both my parents were absent. wow. Sheepy: Nyar: Sheesh, the hospital? Sheepy: Nyar: What did you do, bust into view and bash their heads in? Sheepy: Nyar: Burst out of your mother like an alien? What's a hospital needed for? Arsé-kun: Tom: The nurses left me for the wolves. The wolves abandoned me and I was adopted by a pack of luchadores Sheepy: Nyar: Fascinating. Sheepy: Nyar: They didn't have luchadores where I came from..... Sheepy: Nyar:....actually, they didn't h- Fluffy, stop shaking him-ave anything... Sheepy: Sheepy: Goooooood morning sunshine! Arsé-kun: Randy, detecting something unfathomably stupid: Wh-what are you doing?? Sheepy: Sheepy: I need answers so I'm getting it out of the mouth's horse. Sheepy: Sheepy: Wakey, wakey. Arsé-kun: Tom: AAAAAAAAAAA Arsé-kun: Randy: ... ... ... Arsé-kun: Randy: Nyar, do you want popcorn? I'm going to make a whole bag. Sheepy: Sheepy: The house's morth. Arsé-kun: *Arséne puts his head in his hands* Sheepy: Nyar: Sure, we can use it as a weapon for when Dad wakes up. Sheepy: Sheepy: *shake, shake, shake* Arsé-kun: Tom: Mhe torse houth Sheepy: Nyar: Then again, it won't matter if we're dead anyway. Arsé-kun: Randy: May as well enjoy what time is left. Sheepy: Nyar: Yeah! Sheepy: Sheepy: Well, if Nyar wasn't so secretive I wouldn't have to do this. Sheepy: Sheepy: But, alas, we live in a world with an evil squishy squid who only wants to see people miserable, with no care for his own safety. Arsé-kun: Randy: That's like telling a cat not to meow, or y'[omitted in all ways] not to be disgusting. It's what Nyar does. Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, hey, hey! I could, in theory, tell the truth. Arsé-kun: Randy: You could, but will you? Sheepy: Nyar: But after I do, where's my value, huh? Sheepy: Nyar: Something is most valuable when it's just within reach. Sheepy: Nyar: The second you have it, that strong desire of want leaves. Sheepy: Nyar: And that's all part of the fun. Arsé-kun: *distant impey complaining that you cannot microwave multiple bags of popcorn at once. no! do not* Sheepy: Nyar: I do what I want, old man! Sheepy: Sheepy: You are older than all of our ages combined and then some... Arsé-kun: *arséne wonders if he's the only one having a stroke here* Sheepy: Sheepy: Arsene, help me cause our imminent demise. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Absolutely not. Sheepy: Sheepy: Awwww..... Sheepy: Sheepy:...This isn't working... Arsé-kun: Randy: *with several burnt bags of popcorn* Of course not. Sheepy: Nyar:...Fine. I'll key you into one little secret. Sheepy: Nyar: The truth is........... Sheepy: *Nyar pulls out a rubber chicken* Sheepy: Nyar: *squeaky* Arsé-kun: Randy: ... Y'know, I've got a bad feeling about this one, scoob. *he gets back up* Sheepy: Nyar: *Screeeeee* Arsé-kun: *Nyar is inexplicably blasted out of his seat. The seat is blasted out of this plane. Azathoth rolls over and goes back to sleep.* Sheepy: Nyar: Uuuugh...! Arsé-kun: Randy: Like zoinks, I told ya scoob Sheepy: Sheepy: Hhhmmmm...amplify the chicken.... Arsé-kun: Arséne: I no longer feel safe Sheepy: Sheepy: Do we have a vacuum cleaner? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Of course...? But if we need a new one, it's coming out of your allowance..! Sheepy: Sheepy: No, Nyar can buy it for being cheap with information. Arsé-kun: *Arséne then decides he'd much rather be anywhere but here right now, but still finds time to shoot Sheepy a Disappointed Fatherly Stare* Sheepy: Sheepy: What? Sheepy: Sheepy: Do you want a solved case or not, huh? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Yes, but not like THIS..! Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay, what do you propose doing? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Almost anything else that won't provoke violence. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. I'll give you $5 and a pack of gum to wake up, Azathoth. Arsé-kun: *this works about as well as you expect* Sheepy: Sheepy: See? Time for plan rubber chicken. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he gets a vacuum cleaner and puts the rubber chicken in it. he puts it by aza before turning it on. SKREEEEEEEEEE* Sheepy: Nyar: Fluffy no!!! Arsé-kun: *The vacuum does not survive. A single tentacle crushes it, but the RESULTING sounds and uncomfortable suction make it even HARDER to sleep through.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh. That sounds horrible. Arsé-kun: Aza: ... ... *he frowns, rolls back over to get his tentacle back, and falls off the sofa* MKA Arsé-kun: *Randy, good man he is, spares us all and turns the vacuum off.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Hey. Sheepy: *Nyar seems scared...* Sheepy: Sheepy: Can you answer some questions about a Damien Byrd? Arsé-kun: Aza: ... .... mmm? *he's already nearly dozing back off. incredible* Byr... Ah, yes, that one. Strange one. Never quite... Figured that one out. Arsé-kun: Aza: .... Not quite sure where Dami... Came from, exactly.. Sheepy: Sheepy: But do you know where he could be or why he killed the Detective Prince? Arsé-kun: Aza: Violence level nearing Nodens'. Reasoning is... Not the strong suit. Arsé-kun: Aza: ....... Don't know where... I am, much less him. Sheepy: Sheepy: You’re on our sofa. Arsé-kun: Aza: ..... Good to know. Sheepy: Sheepy: Can you tell us his backstory? Arsé-kun: Aza: .... mmm. Now..? Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah. Arsé-kun: Aza: .... .... Glaaki wanted attention. I sent a few personel over... Byrd came back as someone different. I, uh. Never realized until Nyarl told me.. Never saw them together, after all.. Sheepy: Sheepy: Hmmm... Arsé-kun: Aza: ... 'ventually figured if this one human contains two, wouldn't it be better if they were two? ... Arsé-kun: Aza: i made a mistake. Sheepy: Sheepy:...Seriously? Sheepy: Nyar: Just because he has an average IQ of 60 doesn't mean you should criticise him. Arsé-kun: Aza: .... Still don't know where my error was. Sheepy: Nyar: Let's say, hypothetically, you have a rabid dog. Sheepy: Nyar: The rabid dog is safe if it's chained up, but sometimes those chains may break. Sheepy: Nyar: However, it's better than the alternative, which is allowing the rabid dog to roam free. It doesn't comprehend its actions are wrong. Sheepy: Nyar: It doesn't care. It's a rabid dog. Sheepy: Nyar: It'll slaughter as it pleases. Arsé-kun: Aza: ... Yes, but how did this rabid one come into being? Why did it turn to inhuman violence so quickly? *he sits up, finally* Arsé-kun: Aza: And if we are referring to him as a dog, is this the point where I would refer to him as "A bitch" as per human "comedy"? Sheepy: Nyar: We've got that effect on people. Arsé-kun: Aza: Unfortunate.. Sheepy: Nyar: But he's on the loose... Sheepy: Nyar: Hmmm..but if I find him... Sheepy: Nyar: Let's say....in theory... Sheepy: Nyar: That I found him. Sheepy: Nyar: What do I get out of it? Arsé-kun: Aza: Unfortunate human contact and likely several more wounds. Sheepy: Nyar: .... Sheepy: Nyar: I'm asking them to bribe me... Arsé-kun: Randy: You can have this Get Out of Jail Free card I found between the couch and the wall. Sheepy: Nyar: Sheesh, you're bad at this. Sheepy: Sheepy: You can have a pack of gum. Sheepy: Nyar: No! I want attention. Sheepy: Sheepy:...TWO packs of gum. Sheepy: Nyar: You know, a dog will sniff out anyone you please loyally, but you're supposed to give it a pat on the head for doing a good job. Sheepy: Sheepy: What's with you and dogs right now? Sheepy: Nyar: Who knows? Sheepy: Nyar: Anyway, does that make it clear what I want? Sheepy: Sheepy:...THREE packs of gum. Sheepy: Sheepy: That's my final offer. Sheepy: Nyar: I don't want any gum! Arsé-kun: Randy: I've got some pocket lint and old keys. Sheepy: Sheepy: So you'll work for free? Great! Sheepy: Nyar: Both of you are jerks! No wonder your souls didn't reject each other! Arsé-kun: *They've lost Azathoth completely* Sheepy: Nyar: I'll ask Saint-Germain instead. Sheepy: Nyar: Saiiint! Sheepy: Sheepy: You can't just walk? You have to shout? Arsé-kun: Germain: [text: to Nyar] (ﾒ￣▽￣)︻┳═一 Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, that's what I said after I hung up to Sherlock when I broke hi- Oh, a text! Sheepy: Nyar: [text: to Germain] Will you bribe me to fix my dad's problems? Arsé-kun: Germain: [text: to Nyar] I'll give you wisdom. If you turn into a cat and sit on a lap, you gain unlimited attention. Sheepy: Nyar: [text: to Germain] I want praise and compliments... Arsé-kun: Germain: [text: to Nyar] We can chat when you come up here. Sheepy: *Nyar heads over quickly* Arsé-kun: Aza: ....? Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh. Arsé-kun: Randy: I'm not sure I want to know.