Medusa Gorgon

Affiliated with Citta-Alveare------------------> Apartment C-4---Nobody------------------------> Ability: Vector arrow 3 times per day--------> Weapon: Sticky notes shaped like arrows---->

[perfuga]

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Medusa shrugged.  ”If you wish to remain on their leash, go ahead, but they are not going to let you do what you want to do.”

 She looked back at him, smirking.  ”They aren’t here, they won’t know if you experiment some, try out your own power.  If nothing else, you could prove them wrong, and gain valuable knowledge.”  Or he could prove them right and destroy the fools.  It was a pity she wouldn’t be able to watch that, assuming they would eventually be returned to their own worlds.

She would have to keep an eye on him in the city, though.  It would be highly amusing to see what came of his break down.

[perfuga]

If he wished to remain on their leash? That phrase alone made Anakin’s frown darken. He wasn’t on anyone’s leash… the Jedi Council ultimately could not control him, when it came down to things! At least, that was what he’d have liked to think, but seeing how the Council had dealt with Ahsoka being framed, unjustly deciding her fate before the court case had even begun…

simply the thought of it was enough to make his blood boil. Who knew what they would do next?

“Actually, another Jedi has been taken by the scientists… but he is trustworthy.”

He steeled himself, recalling his training. “…As tempting as experimenting seems, I’m afraid I must remain loyal to the code.” After all, although he liked where Medusa had been going, Anakin firmly reminded himself that she was still only a witch.. twisting words seemed to be their strong point. He couldn’t let himself trust her too easily.

“Thank you, though, for your advice. I will take it under consideration.”

[vector-snake]

Medusa nodded.  "Very well, it was merely a suggestion."  She smiled at him, an outwardly friendly gesture.  "If you do decide to slip your collar for a bit, let me know how it goes.  I am curious about this Force of yours."

[lipsticksails-blog]

Powder Monkeys (intro/open)

[vector-snake]

Medusa watched as the woman looked her over, straightening only when the other addressed her.

“Greetings,” she replied.  ”I am Medusa.”  She paused, then added in a similar manner: “Witch.”  It was almost amusing, this bounty hunter’s implied insistence that she was still armed.  Medusa knew from experience that, even should she still possess a weapon, it would be a poor excuse for one.  

Unless she had other abilities the scientists had let her keep, but a well placed vector arrow should deal easily with whatever this other woman could send her way.

Medusa smirked.  ”You can relax, Sarah Fortune, I don’t intend to kill you.”  Yet.  Bounty hunters tended to be highly interesting, if relatively unpredictable (unless money was involved).  That, of course, simply made them more entertaining.  Still, if it came down to it, she was fairly sure Sarah could put up a decent fight before dying, an amusing prospect in itself.

“Though I don’t know why a bounty hunter would be running away from those fools,” she added.

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Witch? That part was interesting. Maybe she was a bit like the mages back home. In any case, she was worth keeping an eye on.  “Phew” Miss Fortune let out an over-exaggerated sigh. She rubbed the back of her hand across her forehead, wiping away fake sweat. “After all, how could a little ol’ thing like me take down a witch?” she pouted her lip before changing her demeanor. She rolled her eyes and stood up straight. “If you saw what I saw, you’d need to pitch up a meal or two as well” she said. “I’ve seen pirates that are cleaner than that man’s balls” Fortune sighed. “Though, I guess a big strong witch uses those kinds of things for potions or sacrifices or whatever” she said. She really wasn’t sure why a woman who was seemingly unarmed would be doing wandering a city at night. She did say she was a witch…but still, one should be careful in dark, puddle-filled cesspools…They’re often filled with snakes and spiders. 

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Medusa shrugged.  "Filthy, perhaps, but he was nothing more than a common little insect, easy enough to squash."  She smirked.  "I don't think I've ever sacrificed someone's balls, though."

This woman's sarcasm was irritating, however.  It seemed even the shock of such a sight wore off quickly.  "You may want to be careful in this part of the city.  You never know who might be lurking, and considering the fact that your guns have been taken from you..."  

She let the sentence hang, waiting to see Sarah's reaction.  It was rather foolish of the woman to wander into this area of the city in any case, though perhaps she had some other method to protect herself.  She sure hadn't done a good job so far.

Thus far, Medusa was not impressed with this so-called bounty hunter.

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I apologize for the slow replies, everyone.  Last week was midterms and I had an organic chemistry exam yesterday.  I should be able to get to replies soon.

Here are the ones I owe:

Medusa:

tthehero

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Ardere:

hereticflare

bl1ndbutnots1ghtl3ss

lipsticksails

[perfuga]

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[vector-snake]

This was the information she needed.  

The prophecy seemed foolish, though.  How could eliminating the agents of change in the universe be a good thing?  Balance, perhaps, but stagnation as well.  Idiots.

“How long will it take before you prove yourself worthy?” she asked.  ”Why would they want to give up their own positions, especially to someone who already makes their own powers look weak?”  

She turned her head away from him slightly so he didn’t see her smirk.  ”Do you really think they’ll give you that rank so easily?  More likely they will continue to avoid the matter until you are conveniently killed in these battles you fight.”

[perfuga]

Anakin hesitated, cerulean eyes falling as he fully registered the blonde’s words. Surely the Jedi would not kill the Chosen One… yet he had gradually been believing that many of the Jedi had become more problematic than helpful, getting in the way of peace. Besides… how could he forgive them after the way they had dealt with his former padawan?

“But I have to trust them…”

Could he even do so anymore? After all that had happened during the past few months..? He let out a long sigh. Well, it wasn’t as though any of the other Jedi, except for Obi-Wan, had gone to Hive City with him—and Anakin could trust his former master. At least Anakin would thus receive some well-deserved space, free of the others’ poor judgment.

”..What do you think I should do, then?”

That didn’t necessarily mean he would actually follow her suggestions, but he couldn’t help but be curious to know what she thought. Witch or not, it seemed Medusa saw more truth about the Jedi Council than most others managed to.

[vector-snake]

Medusa shrugged.  "If you wish to remain on their leash, go ahead, but they are not going to let you do what you want to do."

 She looked back at him, smirking.  "They aren't here, they won't know if you experiment some, try out your own power.  If nothing else, you could prove them wrong, and gain valuable knowledge."  Or he could prove them right and destroy the fools.  It was a pity she wouldn't be able to watch that, assuming they would eventually be returned to their own worlds.

She would have to keep an eye on him in the city, though.  It would be highly amusing to see what came of his break down.

[perfuga]

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His eyes gave away a lot.  It wasn’t just that this Council didn’t trust, they didn’t trust him, and evidently he held quite a lot of bitterness toward them for this.  Which was just as well.

“They have threatened you with this humiliation?” she asked, frowning slightly, projecting an outward appearance of concern, “just for expressing your feelings?  Is there a reason they fear you so?”

She almost had him.

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Fear him? Force, she knew what she was talking about… and Anakin welcomed the chance to explain. “I am the most powerful of them all. A prophecy was foreseen, saying that I am the one who will destroy the Sith and thus bring balance to the galaxy… yet they fear I will do the opposite.” It was strange, voicing this. He’d thought it all along, but speaking his thoughts only made it seem all the more final.

“I have already broken the Jedi Code.. but I don’t think they have yet discovered so. They only suspect me because they fear my power.” He frowned slightly, releasing a faint sigh. It was strange, how trustworthy she seemed. Anakin silently reminded himself to keep his own personal information more to himself, in the future. 

“But surely if I prove myself, they will allow me to join the rank of Master.”

[vector-snake]

This was the information she needed.  

The prophecy seemed foolish, though.  How could eliminating the agents of change in the universe be a good thing?  Balance, perhaps, but stagnation as well.  Idiots.

"How long will it take before you prove yourself worthy?" she asked.  "Why would they want to give up their own positions, especially to someone who already makes their own powers look weak?"  

She turned her head away from him slightly so he didn't see her smirk.  "Do you really think they'll give you that rank so easily?  More likely they will continue to avoid the matter until you are conveniently killed in these battles you fight."

[vector-snake]

Meme Sunday: Open invitation to ask the muse or mun anything.

[perfuga]

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[vector-snake]

Medusa smiled.  She was getting to him, that much was obvious, and she had been right about his emotions.  He didn’t agree with his own council, and that was definitely a problem.  Or it would be, if she actually wanted to help him remain calm and serene.

“So is it emotions they are afraid of,” she asked, “or change?”  She looked up at him, watching him thoughtfully.  His stance showed his displeasure at the Council’s stance, but his eyes hinted at something else… fear perhaps?  That was something she could use.

“Are those Jedi who use their emotions immediately regarded as evil beings?” she asked.

Come just a little closer, Jedi.  Just a little bit more and I will have you within my coils.

[perfuga]

Ah, when she put it that way, it really did seem awful—- Anakin found himself struggling about keeping up with his calm facade; “They don’t trust easily,” he, of all people, would understand that best.

They didn’t trust him.

“If a Jedi breaks the code, they’ll immediately be cast out.. humiliated.” Not only by the Order, of course, but also by HoloNet features, a program that would be sure to make it all a public scandal.. and the entire galaxy watched it. It didn’t really help that he was known as a galactic hero, either, so Anakin always had to be sure he put on a good show.

But that didn’t change the fact that the other Jedi were always watching him, leaning towards giving him ridiculously simple missions—- assignments that sent him to the Outer Rim, keeping him there for months on end… he hated them for it. But he kept the bitter emotions down, anyway.

It wasn’t as though he had much of a choice.

“But yes, such.. betrayal is considered evil, by them.”

[vector-snake]

His eyes gave away a lot.  It wasn't just that this Council didn't trust, they didn't trust him, and evidently he held quite a lot of bitterness toward them for this.  Which was just as well.

"They have threatened you with this humiliation?" she asked, frowning slightly, projecting an outward appearance of concern, "just for expressing your feelings?  Is there a reason they fear you so?"

She almost had him.

[tendoyu-blog]

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[vector-snake]

The hindrance of feelings (drabble)

Medusa scowled at the passing pedestrians, she herself leaning against a building, completely still and mostly hidden by the shadows.  As entertaining as the people in this city were, she found herself irritated at the lack of depth to them.

Simply put: they weren't offering her the challenge she relished.  Sure, there were several of them with potential.  Many held a large amount of madness within them already, and it was definitely interesting to draw that out, but for the most part her experiments here were nothing more than passing amusements.

Her scowl deepened.  The last she remembered before being returned to this city was that battle with Stein, a battle that she had lost.  She wasn't done with him, though, not by a long shot.  She hadn't died.

She wanted so badly to continue that exchange, to pull him closer to the madness, to bring him toward her and away from that fool Death.

It was rare that she came across an adversary such as him: someone who could offer her a true challenge.  She loved it, she loved the danger of the situation, the thrill of every step toward the culmination of her plans.  She would almost go as far as to say she loved him.  In fact... she had.

Snarling at herself, she released a vector arrow attack toward a group of passing citizens, smiling wickedly at the sound of screams and rending flesh.

As she dissolved the arrows, she straightened and began walking down the sidewalk.  Dwelling on such foolish feelings would get her nowhere.  She had work to do.

[whereishell]

s a l v e , m a r i a ; open

[vector-snake]

With the sudden influx of people, there should be someone whom Medusa recognized.  Unless, of course, they simply brought one person from each world.  That would be almost disappointing, however, though she didn’t have any evidence to show otherwise.  Still, it was worth keeping in mind.  It wouldn’t do to have one of those fools from Shibusen running around and disrupting her experiments.

And so she had taken to walking the streets, keeping her eyes sharp both for anyone interesting or someone from back home.  Either prospect could prove entertaining.

Her eyes narrowed slightly at the sight of a pink-haired child standing in front of a building some way in front of her.  Was it possible…

As she continued approaching the building she saw the child dart behind a waste bin.  She frowned.  That infuriating child was just as useless here as back home.  Never mind.  Now that she had found zir, she could continue at least some part of her experiment.  And also ensure that her previous work was not ruined.

Supposing the foolish scientists hadn’t completely negated the black blood, that is.

She approached the bin and stood watching Crona for a moment.

“Hiding is foolish, Crona,” she finally said.  ”It shows weakness, and we don’t want that, do we?”

[whereishell]

So far, so good. Cowering behind the garbage can, Crona waited with baited breath, hoping that Mister Bin would at least be able to successfully hide zir. So far… so go—

— that voice.

The youth completely froze up, heart skipping a beat as ze slowly tilted up zir head in order to be sure that… that voice hadn’t been imagined. It had to have been false, made up, there was no way that Lady Medusa could be here, too, there was… no way…

“L… L… L-Lady… L… Lady M… Medusa!”

The words had to be forced out as Crona got to zir feet, holding weakly onto the trash bin as if zir already frail legs would give out beneath zir at any minute. Trembling… trembling…

… any thought that Medusa could have had her abilities ruined or weakened, too, was not passing through Crona’s mind. Ze was too completely petrified that Medusa was right here in front of zir to think properly.

“N… n… no, of— of course— I— I didn’t… we…”

A twisted grin was forced onto the youth’s lips, gaze averted to stare unseeingly at the ground.

“… i-it’s… g… good to… to see you.”

Liar.

[vector-snake]

Medusa watched, one eyebrow raised cynically, as Crona slowly came out from behind the bin.  This was pathetic.  Ze had been making some progress, not enough, but it had still been progress, and now it was all undone by those foolish meddling scientists.

Although... could the scientists access different time periods within the same world?  That could offer some explanation.  It would be an irritation to have to work back through progress already made, especially since the black blood was most likely majorly suppressed.

"Enough," she said, cutting through the youth's stuttered greeting.  "What do you remember from right before you were brought here?" she asked, "and what powers did the scientists leave you?"

She needed to have more information before proceeding, though she was not happy with what she was already presented with.

[vector-snake]

Would a drabble about Medusa's feelings towards Stein or Chrona be alright?

((Hmmm... Sure.  It may be a little bit, but I'll do that.))

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[amour-et-passion-blog]

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[vector-snake]

Medusa smirked.  ”I’m not currently looking for anywhere in particular,” she said.  There were too many interesting, and easily manipulated, people on the streets for her to stay in any one place for too long.  ”Though I will keep your offer in mind.”

There was a slight wariness to his proposal, though she couldn’t pin it exactly.  Not that she wasn’t used to people distrusting her, they usually had good reason after all.  Still, it hinted that he may be a gentleman, but foolish he was not.  All the better, really, since it would make dealing with him much more interesting.

Though she did agree about the game.  To those foolish scientists they were nothing more than trivial pieces to be used then thrown away.  

“What kind of pieces are we, then, to be brought back twice?”  

She certainly wasn’t complaining about a second chance to present to the scientists the punishment they deserved for their foolish meddling.

[amour-et-passion-blog]

“Zat iz a question zat I have asked myself many times throughout my stay here,” France murmured. Many had inferred that this whole city was one huge social experiment. France had seen the natural citizens killed ruthlessly in his district only to be seen again a week later. This city was strange and France knew that they were only rodents in a bizarre mind game that he did not want to be apart of.

“All zat I know iz, iz zat we are always monitored and zat zey want to keep us alive.” Or, at least he thought on his last statement. If the scientists truly wanted them dead, they would be dead by now - tortured to death most likely. Scientists like to experiment. Experiments can mean pain.

France gazed at the crowd around them before turning his attention back to the witch. “But if zere iz anything I know for certain, ze scientists will not let us out as easily as zey did last time.”

[vector-snake]

Medusa nodded.  She definitely agreed with what he said.  "Dead experiments offer very little entertainment," she said, one side of her mouth curving up in a small smirk.  As annoying as the scientists were, she almost had to admire the extent of their experiment.

"They will either kill us or let us go only when they are finished," she agreed, "and that could take a long time.  They are not going to make the same mistakes they made last time."  She smiled.  "Though perhaps if they keep it going long enough they will make a new mistake."

She shrugged.  "For now there is nothing we can do about it."  She would have to look into that, though.  It was a pity they never ventured outside their precious core.  It would be highly amusing to... speak to one of them.

[perfuga]

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[vector-snake]

She found herself almost pleased to hear that the Jedi were not the only wielders of this Force.  It would be rather depressing to hear of a universe where the only power lay with those who used it for peace and stagnation.

Only two Sith were needed to threaten the entire organization of Jedi?  That was amusing.

“So in being selfless you give up emotions as well?” she asked.  If that was the way Jedi worked, he wasn’t doing a very good job of it, though perhaps his was a special case.  Still, if he was already battling against his own emotions…

“It seems a poorly designed system, honestly,” she continued, “if by using those emotions for their own goals these Sith are so much more powerful than those who could be using them for good.”  She wanted to see what he thought of the system, gauge where his own emotions lay within this.  The more information she had, the easier it would be to slither past his defenses, and open wide the madness within.

If she could just crack him open… This was very amusing.

[perfuga]

Anakin hated to admit it, but Medusa had an excellent point —— one that he’d frequently thought of before. Yet he could never be open to voicing such an opinion, at least not back in his own galaxy… No one in his previous company would ever accept such ideas. At least, none of the Jedi would have. But if it were said from a tactical standpoint, then.. surely that was a different matter. After all, Anakin thought, wars are wars. Sometimes measures have to be taken.

“Well…”

He let out a sigh. Matters were troubling enough as they were, and now he had a witch on his hands. But it wasn’t as though he minded such talk. And besides, Medusa was right. No matter how one was supposed to look at it, the Jedi seemed to steadily be losing, primarily due to such limiting rules. Obi-Wan always seemed to be nagging at him about remaining calm and peaceful, yet Anakin had felt his power surge from his fury in many battles before… it had been like nothing he’d ever experienced while remaining “serene” as a Jedi should.

“The Jedi Council would never accept such a change. It would go entirely against the code.”

Anakin folded his arms, gazing down at her. Medusa’s words were getting to him. It wasn’t that he was foolish enough to trust her fully, but rather that this was an excuse for him to be free and let go. The only thing that kept Anakin from doing as he liked was the terrible fear he had of becoming a monster.

[vector-snake]

Medusa smiled.  She was getting to him, that much was obvious, and she had been right about his emotions.  He didn't agree with his own council, and that was definitely a problem.  Or it would be, if she actually wanted to help him remain calm and serene.

"So is it emotions they are afraid of," she asked, "or change?"  She looked up at him, watching him thoughtfully.  His stance showed his displeasure at the Council's stance, but his eyes hinted at something else... fear perhaps?  That was something she could use.

"Are those Jedi who use their emotions immediately regarded as evil beings?" she asked.

Come just a little closer, Jedi.  Just a little bit more and I will have you within my coils.

[lipsticksails-blog]

Powder Monkeys (intro/open)

[vector-snake]

This part of the city was disgusting, full of fools too stupid to step out of her way before being forcibly kicked aside.  Thankfully it took only a few of them being incapacitated before the rest got the idea.

Sneering contemptuously at the sprawling figure left in the mud at the edge of the street, she looked up just in time to see someone dart into an alley, the flash of brightly colored clothes letting her know that this person was no ordinary citizen.

She silently followed, her bare feet making no noise on the hard sidewalk.  She frowned slightly as she stepped in something wet and slimy, but continued on.  She had stepped in worse before, and wasn’t about to wear shoes to avoid it.

Reaching the corner of the alley she paused and listened.  The sound of retching reached her ears and she scowled.  This place was disgusting, but still…

“What’s a girl gotta do to get some directions around here?”

So this person was new here.  This could be interesting.  

She stepped out into the opening of the alley, smirking as the woman discovered her lack of weapons.  Leaning against the heavily graffiti’d wall, she watched the woman compose herself and turn around, waiting for her to notice the witch standing there.

[lipsticksails-blog]

The light was the same color as the vomit in the trash can. The sidewalk was also the same color. In fact, this whole part of the city could probably be compared to vomit. The bounty hunter pushed her hat forward and glanced over. Oh. A woman? Most likely. She had breasts. But still, with that hood, she couldn’t tell. With that fashion sense, she couldn’t tell.  “Good evening” Sarah said, eyebrows raised and hands on her holsters. She wasn’t nervous, just ready. “I’m Sarah Fortune” she decided that even mysterious shadows in alley ways should get introductions and manners. “Bounty hunter” she added. She needed to establish that she was indeed armed. And she was definitely dangerous.

[vector-snake]

Medusa watched as the woman looked her over, straightening only when the other addressed her.

"Greetings," she replied.  "I am Medusa."  She paused, then added in a similar manner: "Witch."  It was almost amusing, this bounty hunter's implied insistence that she was still armed.  Medusa knew from experience that, even should she still possess a weapon, it would be a poor excuse for one.  

Unless she had other abilities the scientists had let her keep, but a well placed vector arrow should deal easily with whatever this other woman could send her way.

Medusa smirked.  "You can relax, Sarah Fortune, I don't intend to kill you."  Yet.  Bounty hunters tended to be highly interesting, if relatively unpredictable (unless money was involved).  That, of course, simply made them more entertaining.  Still, if it came down to it, she was fairly sure Sarah could put up a decent fight before dying, an amusing prospect in itself.

"Though I don't know why a bounty hunter would be running away from those fools," she added.

[vector-snake]

((I will now get to replies (finally...)  Also, aren't we allowed to do memes and stuff on Sundays?  Anyone want to ask Medusa something?))

[perfuga]

open ✯ across the stars

[vector-snake]

Medusa resisted the urge to frown.  An order of peace-keepers reigning for thousands of years?  It seemed it wasn’t only her own world being held in stasis by those who wished to still change.  She would have to be cautious in her dealings with him, then.

She listened politely to his explanation of the Force.  It wasn’t so different than magic, then.  Energy that could be formed and manipulated in order to bring about a result.  And that result could be used either to stagnate the world or change it.  She wondered if his universe had its own form of madness as well.

Medusa nodded and smiled.  ”A worthy cause, it seems.  Are there many of you who use this Force?”  If there was a group that preserved peace with this power, it would logically follow that there was a group that spread chaos as well.  Perhaps the witches he had mentioned were these, though if their numbers were that few they couldn’t be doing their job very well.

[perfuga]

Huh, she was turning out to be fairly interesting—assuming this wasn’t just some facade. Anakin at least hoped that was not the case; how sorely disappointing that would be… “Yes, quite a good number. Yet there are also the Sith—users of the Dark Side. Simply one master and one apprentice, yet their power alone is enough to threaten all the Jedi.”

Although he should not have thought so, Anakin found such immense strength somewhat admirable. In many ways, it only showed how the Jedi lacked, though he would never openly admit that. He was merely observing from a tactical standpoint.

“They focus on using emotions such as anger and passion, while the Jedi are selfless beings.”

Still, Anakin looked upon the Sith with bitter hatred. He’d managed to kill Darth Tyranus, a death which still haunted him to that very day, and the surge of power he’d felt from such a murder… no, no, he had to remind himself that he’d merely been following orders. And yet, Anakin knew that was a poor excuse. He had not gone by the Jedi way, and that was the end of it. Still, he’d been looked upon as a hero for his actions. The hero with no fear, managing the impossible once again.

[vector-snake]

She found herself almost pleased to hear that the Jedi were not the only wielders of this Force.  It would be rather depressing to hear of a universe where the only power lay with those who used it for peace and stagnation.

Only two Sith were needed to threaten the entire organization of Jedi?  That was amusing.

"So in being selfless you give up emotions as well?" she asked.  If that was the way Jedi worked, he wasn't doing a very good job of it, though perhaps his was a special case.  Still, if he was already battling against his own emotions...

"It seems a poorly designed system, honestly," she continued, "if by using those emotions for their own goals these Sith are so much more powerful than those who could be using them for good."  She wanted to see what he thought of the system, gauge where his own emotions lay within this.  The more information she had, the easier it would be to slither past his defenses, and open wide the madness within.

If she could just crack him open... This was very amusing.