#and they were like ‘scrying. idiot’

[thirsty-4-ghouls]

I don’t know how Reddit-only people lived like that. Sure, I would ask questions on subs, but I’ve always been so much more at home on tumblr. Here, you can say the weirdest shit and will probably be ignored entirely, but on there you ask a “stupid” question and get your head bitten off. Sorry you misunderstood my question, elderscrolls lore subreddit users. No I was NOT asking about scrying. I suppose that is very close to what I was asking about, but I wouldn’t have asked if I was wondering about scrying existing! Jeebus crisp. I’m at least meticulous enough to look through wikis and stuff before resorting to the subreddits. I may have only played Skyrim but I’m not about to go on a subreddit for the ENTIRE series’ lore without nerding out learning about the rest of the games’ lore and the other medias stuff. I might not have played every game and whatever but I literally have TWO dovahzul to English dictionaries on my laptop, that’s not something someone who is normal about Skyrim, and by extension the rest of the lore, would do.

This is just me venting about something that happened a year ago that I almost forgot about. The whole Reddit migration reminded me of it. The Skyrim subreddit was pretty chill and fun but my gods the elderscrolls sub was like a pack of African wild dogs (look up how they kill if you want to see a way of dying to avoid at all costs)

#emma posts #the most fun way to commit blasphemy is to do it in an objectively cringe way #I was like ‘is there a way to use magic that is something akin to security cameras #and went into exactly what parts of security cameras I mean #and they were like ‘scrying. idiot’ #I KNOW WHAT SCRYING IS! THAT IS NOT WHAT I WAS ASKING ABOUT! #as far as I’m aware you can’t ‘record’ what you scry #i suppose I could have changed the story I was writing (for my own amusement #to fit scrying instead. but it would be nice to know if that’s something I would have to do to fit canon #or if there was another type of magic I could have used #scrying is also not a super common practice even among mages #and I was thinking of something that would be easier for a normie to use #because while my db is a mage. the people using it in that story aren’t #or at least aren’t as dedicated to it as she is #I patiently tell the tenth person that day that they found a crinoid #you attract someone for something that WASNT EVEN THEIR REAL QUESTION #we are not the same #I will patiently answer questions about the fossils I’m most familiar with #but if I see one more conspiracy theorist ignore that and claim it’s some prehistoric screw #and that it was machine made or something #I will kill them with my bare hands #that. however. is not someone asking a seemingly obvious question like the former #no. the latter is someone blatantly denying scientific information and spreading conspiracy #it’s not even that hard to understand that kind of animal! we have some survivors in the modern day! #they aren’t as numerous now and aren’t as well known as their more common modern relatives #but they are still a thing! #now I’m on a fossil tangent #oops

[autumnbrambleagain]

Hi, first time reader, first time caller. I ended up reading proselytize in between my various beginner runs in qud to keep me motivated. It's really good! You're a very talented writer with a great sense of pacing, character and style! I was just wondering though, do you have default builds for all the daughters of nafpor, or are they more like archetypes?

oh gosh thank you! i am always stunned at how well received proselytize has been, i'm glad people are enjoying it so much

i experiment a lot with them when i play them, so i have a lot saved, although TBH a lot of them are older characters from over a year ago

here's suir softbeast's canonical build, although this is just like. her base, larval form without any of her chimera stuff. there's a mod that lets you pick what your chimeric limbs are when evolving so you can have the exact same suir softbeast experience, the randomization of it means any future suir i play without that mod is going to be a radically different suir

you'll notice her intelligence is like, pretty high! it's said in the game she ends up being one of the best tinkers in qud and just convinces herself she's only good for being a blodshedding hedonist. my suir build strats were pick every physical mutation i could get, get extra limbs, the usual chimera stuff. i used swords as my main for the DV bonus and lunge action economy stacking, and axes in all the other offhands for dismemberment procs

it uses the marshtaur sprite, although i'd wish in a tattoo gun and recolor her in all white and gray. if i ever played her again i'd probably modify the sprite to make her look more like herself

here's tiyu-yutep's last build. psychometry isn't actually Very Worthwhile, but it was thematic and i'm the kind of idiot that will make a build for theme rather than efficiency. this is, in fact, a pretty BAD build, which I think is on its own level thematically important. the daughters of nafpor aren't all supertwinked hyperspecced characters, some of them just Played Good

normally i'd replace her sprite with a cat cherub sprite, but at this point next time i ever end up playing her i'd just make my own sprite for her

in actual gameplay i'd use precog and nectar to reroll mutations so i have a bespoke list of mental mutations stacked up as high as i can, and complement them with a ton of tinkered nonsense. tiyu-yutep's build is about maximizing options in every situation. something bad is happening? that's fine, i have 12 kinds of grenade, 10 mental mutations, and eight guns to solve it.

that's one of my igwashim builds, unlike tiyu and suir being kinda jack-of-all-trades (my preferred style ngl) ig is very much a "scry, teleport in, blast everything to sleep, axe axe axe axe axe axe axe" build

mutation points aren't spent on new mutations at all, and exist just to fill out the efficiency of her existing mutations. i use a mod to make teleport more accurate at very high levels, because teleportation is my nonsexual fetish and i crave being able to pinpoint teleport after i hit level 10

still she isn't just a bump-attack character. maximize information gathering and ambush tactics, never play fair. appearance change wish to turn her tile into a crypt ferret's, naturally, although now that i've started fumping about with modding, i'd just like. actually make a clade so instead of it saying "Mutated Human" it'd say "Mutated Ferret" or something. make it so dromads don't call me human they call me "ferret" or something

her having Socially Repugnant would be appropriate narratively but i never bothered with it since she didn't need it, 10 ego is enough to represent her being a talking animal

i don't have any specific build saved for Savithvyr, she was one of my first Qud characters and was just a Fuming God-Child specced around agility, willpower, and intelligence, mostly using gas grenades of various kinds alongside the billowing conch. also not an optimal build! but it was fun. flood the zone with gas and just sorta stand back and pick at the survivors with a gun or stab them with triple-element gaslight kris

there's a mod that lets you play goatfolk which i used for naara, but in version updates i don't have it installed right now and i'll be honest i don't remember what i did with her much other than mental mutations

ooo-ho-OOO-EEE-ah and Buwofu-gawufoo were actually companions that Savithvyr and Suir picked up in-game, they were never characters i played directly but as companions they lasted so long they felt like they were part of those characters' identities and so they had to make the transition into the game proper.

the brambled fae's original build is NO LONGER POSSIBLE because they increased the cost of horns, which i think is HILARIOUS because why shouldn't it be an actual illegal build?

not that it hasn't had a dozen different builds ANYway. it's my go-to most-used build and based off of one of my fursonas at its core, so it's the culmination of my bullshit jack-of-all-trades obsession.

MILD SPOILERS but ive posted it before on this blog anyway, it DOES have its own sprite since i still play variations on it regularly enough i made a sprite for it

although that doesn't really represent what it looks like in the story

that's getting a BIT closer to what it looks like when we finally get to the brambled pass

#caves of qud #autumn says things #caves of qud fanfiction

[disorganizedkitten]

There Is Magic In Every Living Thing 1

Harry Potter | 2021 | 546 | Ao3 | Masterlist | Next

Theodore's dorm in Slytherin House consists of two Necromantic disasters, three idiots, and one Theo. Surprisingly, they haven't burnt down the castle yet. (Or maybe not surprisingly, since the pyromaniacs are mostly in Gryffindor Tower. Still, they haven't managed to reduce the school to rubble, so that's good.)

“Hey, your family crest is being carved into the wall.” Theo looked back down at his book, having figured out what the scraping noise and sudden magical presence was. He was on his stomach on his bed in the Slytherin sixth year dorm, Harry was to his left, upside down on his own bed for some general reason that probably hadn’t been put into words yet. Theo tried not to worry about it, as a rule. And Blaise was sitting on his bed, playing with either potions, chemicals, or colored water. Theo also tried not to worry about that. It was probably blood.

 “Who’s family crest?” Blaise asked.

Theo glanced up from his book again at the distracted tone. Harry didn’t respond. Theo glanced pointedly at the same wall. “The one you share.”

 Something clattered to the floor from Harry’s side of the room. Huh. He was holding something?

 Rustling and the bouncing of springs from behind Theo informed him Blaise was moving too, and he watched the two brown boys reach the wall with nearly-matching levels of inhuman grace. The final line of the Peverell crest finished being carved into the wall. Harry, the idiot, reached up and touched it.

 He didn’t get thrown across the room, but that didn’t relax Theo. He kept them in his peripheral, ready to cast a spell if something moved wrong. Death may not be his domain, but he could weaken the dead by funneling away their power if they dared attack his friends.

 Another line was carved into the wall. From his angle, Theo wasn’t sure what it was. “Oh,” Harry breathed, as the wall continued to be vandalized. “Are you okay?”

 Theo gave up on being subtle and sat up properly. Ah. That didn’t seem to be dead people. Lily Potter probably had some physical scrying spell, most likely based off blood, and was using it to write Harry this message. The idea that most people lauded her as the paragon of a Light Witch when half of her spells were blood magic was ridiculous.

 “Do we need to come at you from this side?”

 Theo hoped so. He wanted to participate in one of her rituals.

 “I’ll let Con know. Be safe.” Harry’s eyes turned green again, and he glanced over at Theo. “So apparently mum and dad are missing because they’re in an alternate universe, and they’ve decided to wreak havoc.”

 Theo looked at his best friend and then shook his head mirthfully. “Can you believe they’ve pretended we’re the bad influence in your life?”

 Harry snickered. “Denial, it’s gotta be.”

 “Don’t know why,” Blaise hummed, tone smooth and teasing. “I’d be happy if my kids turn out like us.”

 “We are truly amazing human specimens,” Harry agreed, fluttering his eyelashes at Blaise.

 Theo snorted, a knee-jerk peal of laughter that would rarely be seen around anyone else. He opened his eyes to see Harry looking at him, amused and questioning. Theo grinned. “Human.”

 Harry caught the joke that time around, and while he laughed Theo looked over at Blaise. Blaise’s signature Cheshire grin was in place, dark eyes genuinely happy.

 Theo hadn’t seen that very often this year. He smirked back, but it didn’t last long before a full blown grin took its place.

#TMLT #There is magic in every living thing #Jaymeow writes #Theo Nott #Harry Potter #Blaise Zabini #theodore nott #Slytherin Harry Potter #Crossposting spam #Drabble series #Tuesday updates #usually

[burnsopale]

We need to talk about Childermass

Before the Return of magic to England, there are, as far as we know, only four Englishmen capable of performing acts of magic. Strange and Norrell, Childermass and Vinculus.

Strange and Norrell can do magic at will. They have both the Talent and the Learning necessary, though they approach magic from opposite sides of that spectrum. Most likely, they are able to do magic because they are the instruments of the Raven King's prophecy.

Vinculus has clear magical Talent, but not the Learning (Childermass says this in "The Cards of Marseilles": "You are a strange creature - the very reverse of all the magicians of the last centuries. They were full of learning but had no talent. You have talent and no knowledge."). I count two feats of magic from Vinculus' interactions with the tarot cards. He lays out Childermass' fortune, meaning he can make the cards respond to him; it seems that it would not be enough for a random person to just lay out the cards, you have to have some magical ability to "activate" them, so to speak, to make them actually answer your question. This makes sense, as the Cards of Marseilles were created to be playing cards; they are not inherently magical. Vinculus' other feat of magic is transforming the deck into all Raven Kings. That is a proper feat of magic, but seems to be done in respons to Childermass dismissing him as an agent of the Raven King. I suspect Vinculus can only do magic spontaneously, in moments where he is called on to herald the coming of the Raven King. He is an instrument, not a master.

In this same category, as contrast, we find John Segundus, who has the Talent and eventually the Learning, but who cannot do magic until the Return. During the war in Spain, we get a glimpse into Strange and Segundus' correspondence, where it's clear that Strange has given Segundus all the tools he needs to perform an act of scrying magic, but Segundus cannot make it work. We know that he is one of the most magic-sensitive people in the story, but he cannot master it (and is on the contrary frequently magic's chew toy, poor baby). His example is important because it tells us that for most people, no matter their affinity, magic is simply barred.

Which brings us to Childermass, who just ... doesn't care ... about the rules? He has the Talent and the Learning, and he can do spells at will. Set aside the question of why the fuck Norrell doesn't realise how insane it is that his servant can randomly do magic when no one else can, and how he can call himself England's only magician with a straight face when Childermass is RIGHT THERE. That's a question of characterisation. I'm interested in the fact that Childermass can do magic at all. The other three people capable of doing magic before the Return are all instruments of the Raven King; his prophet and the two men meant to bring the prophecy to fruition.

It seems to me impossible that Childermass should not also be an instrument of the Raven King. Anything else would break the rules of the world Clarke has built. Although to be fair, he breaks those rules already because he is a servant who is not a servant (See that quote about how he will tell a whole room full of admirals and ministers that they're idiots). But what is he? The backup plan? Or is he allowed to practice because someone has to spearhead the Restoration once Strange and Norrell are gone? Explain, Susanna! Explain!

EDIT cause I read a little further: And then fucking Tom Levy comes in in chapter 49 and RUINS EVERYTHING! How can he do magic? Was the "two magicians" thing nonsense all along?? Does this mean anyone can do magic theoretically? Is Mr Segundus simply not trying hard enough? Is magic really gone or is that just what people think? Did Strange start the Return when he travelled through his first mirror? Please say so! I am so upset! What are the rules, Susanna?? Are there even any rules? ARE THERE RULES, SUSANNA?

#Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell #JSMN #JSaMN #John Childermass #HELP #It's no wonder there's so many theories that Childermass IS the Raven King or a child of his or something #Cause he's just hanging out in the background ignoring the worldbuilding rules through the whole story #andalsothey'redescribedsimilarly #and then in comes FUCKING TOM LEVY #HOW?? #I need rules Clarke! #Segundus too timid #Didn't put his whole pussy into it

[stigmvtas]

TALES OF RHODES — NOAH EVERETT.

welcome to marina, NOAH RHODES ( trans man, he/him ) ! they are a TWENTY SIX year old SELKIE / SUN NYMPH who resides in LOCKE ROW. They work as a CLERK AT BAD TRACK RECORDS / LAUNDROMAT ATTENDEE AT THE FISHBOWL and are said to look a lot like ELLIOT FLETCHER. People around the island find them to be WHOLEHEARTED and INQUISITIVE, but also IMPISH and QUIXOTIC. what do you think?

CONTENT WARNING FOR ILLNESS, PARENTAL DEATH, AND GRIEF.

profile.

full name — noah everett rhodes.

nickname(s) — to be seen! who knows! idiot boy. lover boy. no - aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh.

date of birth & age — march 6th, 1998. twenty6.

gender / pronouns — trans man. he/him.

sexuality — bisexual.

typing — 1/2 selkie ( peltless ), 1/2 nymph ( sun ).

occupation — clerk at bad track records & laundromat attendee at the fishbowl. professional synth keyboard player. master of throwing an m&m in the air and catching it in his mouth.

astrology — pisces sun, cancer moon, cancer ascending.

interests — yelling nonsense into a microphone. pants that hang too low from his hips. kissing people often. an extensive hair curl routine. rumbling and tumbling and loitering in liminal spaces. parties, drinking, dancing, smoking. good times.

aversions — too quiet of spaces, where there's nothing but thoughts. belts. arguments - with or around. greening out. people who wanna rain on his parade. animal haters. people haters. the bed bugs in his room.

next in queue — scrawny by wallows; tongues by the frights; tongue tied by grouplove .

notable features — gauges in his lobes that he's too afraid to stretch further & a slew of shitty stick and poke tattoos, including a tramp stamp and the ones literally his arms ( t - shirt sleeves always cut off at the hem ).

general disposition — sunshine - y and aglow in excitement - for what? he doesn't know. just happy.

last known location — getting stuck in one of the washers at the fishbowl and he just keeps going around and around and his legs are kicking around and originally it was a "oh no i'm stuck in the washer!" stuckporn bit but now he's actually stuck and in need of assistance oh god please help him he's like a drowned cat.

scrying mirror & kindred — troy barnes ( community ), tony ( west side story ), jason mendoza ( the good place ), kevin ball ( shameless ), joey tribbiani ( friends ).

brief history.

the slightly younger half - brother of logan & piper ( and all the other rhodes ) - they share a dad but his parents weren't in any sort of formal relationship, so noah mostly grew up with just his mom. he'd see his siblings sometimes - but not often during childhood. usually it was just noah and his mom - against the world.

grew up very, very loved despite that. his mom tended to shelter him from the world and all of its hardships, and even with their financial troubles he was left blissfully unaware. nights of a dinner for one, solely for noah - new clothes while she wore the same old things. gifts under a plastic peanuts - esque christmas tree in exchange for a few too many medical concerns left untreated.

years of scraped knees always kissed then bandaged, long walks as he followed his mom to work, hand in hand; her arms wrapped beneath his to give flight when his wings were too small, too weak.

noah started working as soon as he'd been old enough - just twelve years old and picking up odd job after odd job so his mom wouldn't have to work as much, as hard. lawn mowing, hedge cutting - fence fixing, newspapers thrown about, tables wiped down - floors swept.

and when his mom kept getting more and more tired - noah would pick up the pace, always smiling - always laughing.

illness, parental death; and then she died - near as quick as she'd been diagnosed. something chemical, something unhealable - like smog stuck in her lungs, thickening until there'd been no more room to breathe.

grief; noah was sixteen - and for the next year he didn't speak. light literally gone from him; weak and feeble, and unarmed against a hungry world. it was like he'd suddenly - broke. stopped functioning. staying with his dad when he could - it was always a full house, and noise suddenly hadn't felt right for him; so he'd couch - hop more often than not.

but time moved on - and by the same time the next year; it'd been like nothing had happened. he didn't talk about his mom - but he would smile, laugh - all the same. filled his time with friends and parties, late night munchies and same - day hangovers. started hanging around his siblings more - needed some sort of family to cling onto, yet.

has probably been in community college for the past like. while. in and out of classes - noah mostly just works what jobs he can to keep his little trailer in the spark park. pretty sure it's actually just a shed from sears. but he doesn't mind - he doesn't think much about the future, or the past - always just focusing on the present.

facts & temperaments.

hopeless optimistic & rose - colored romantic. refuses to look at anywhere but the upside of things; forced positivity until it burns. big time lover - many partners, mostly short - lived or on - and - off - and - on - and - off - and - on - again. has a lot of love and struggles to find a place to fit it all.

a bit absentminded and dense - he doesn't often think of the consequence of his actions, though he's always well - intended. just forgetful, sometimes. kettles left on for too long - work shifts forgotten about.

doesn't know what he wants to do in life but he figures he has a... long time to figure it out - that maybe he wants to do a little bit of everything first, you know? impulsive - master of wikihow. wants to do everything once in life.

despite being half - selkie, noah feels much more in tune with his nymph side; feels closer to his mom, even with her gone. his pelt's rarely charged, shoved at the bottom of his clean - clothes pile or stuffed in the closet of an ex, probably. deep water intimidates him - he's not a great swimmer. but he loves to fly.

tries to control it, but often emits a soft glow of light like a little firefly. usually dependent on how happy he is - and noah's often pretty... happy. or stoned.

fan of harmless little jokes and pranks. just likes having a laugh - tries not to take life so seriously. he doesn't want the wrinkles.

jack of many trades, master of none. perfectly adequate - smashes drums and jams keyboards all the same. bombs at karaoke but at least he has the spirit.

really just sees the good in everyone. type of person to fall fast and hard and for the wrong person more often than not. thinks he could fix them, maybe - if he loves hard enough or tries all his best. gives too many chances, and refuses to see different. stubborn in that regard - but gives up in most other aspects of life.

honestly noah is just vibing. head empty, little dumb but happy to be here.

#marina:intro #illness tw #death tw #parental death tw #grief tw #im sure there's more but noah's so new that i'll figure it out #˗ˏˋ intro ⟶ ❛ noah rhodes ❜

[purewhitewolf]

Perception

@xxrppastxx

"Why did you do that?! You could've killed the Grand Shadow and Lady Brooke with that idiotic stunt! Not to mention, the chaos you bring every day puts us further behind! It's like you want to sabotage our progress! Are you a servant of the evil one? Are you some demon in disguise?!" A furious coworker points at Kaitlyn. Kaitlyn just stares back silently with an uninterested and uncaring look on her face.

"I swear there's no logic to your actions! You even saved the man you keep swearing you're going to murder. Why haven't you done it yet? Are you talking out of your ass, you mentally ill freak of nature?! If you weren't married to the Past Seer, I doubt the Grand Shadow would ever allow you anywhere near them or Quietem. This is exactly why you outsiders don't belong here!"

As the coworker gets more and more heated, boldly scolding and insulting Kaitlyn, Kaitlyn calmly grabs him and pulls him out of the way in time from getting crushed by debris from a weakened door frame.

She finally opens her mouth and blows a strange colorful smoke in his face. "...You all are 'sophomores' .... wise-stupids." Kaitlyn reaches into her pocket and jiggles the various keys and important documents she swiped during her rampages, "So smart... and yet sooooo clueless. Damn, for a bunch of educated colleagues, you all lack such perception of the c r u m b l i n g world around you. So much intelligence... but no actual wisdom. My beloved Past can pick up on things much quicker than you arrogant snobs. She and John are the only ones with real wisdom here, it seems."

A black ashy and gooey material covered in eyes gradually appeared on the walls and floor. It was the same black stuff that leaked from Kaitlyn's skin from time to time. "Samuel isn't the only one capable of scrying onto others. Unlike him... I can do it passively and way better. I can FEEL your movements... I can see your very SOULS with my own essence. I can read your emotions and the most subtle of gestures!" Their noses were touching now as her tone dropped to an ominous warning. "You should be happy you can't read me. Those who know how I think... rarely stay around."

The man didn't even have a chance to reply before Kaitlyn mockingly spoke what she assumed he would say. "Le gasp! You big meanie wolf! You scarwy~ uwu~ I need to cry to mommy and daddy council and tell on you!"

"Tell them what? Who would believe you? I'm just some unstable maniac with 'no logic behind her actions' after all." She leans over the man with her eyes wide open and unsteady, "And do you know what's actually scary about me? What's scary is... not everything I do has a reason. I am genuinely insane and random. Sometimes, I do something so weird and involuntary that even I question myself why I did it. Not every action or personality shift is planned. It's a crowded roulette wheel in this melty mess called a brain. The cold pragmatic sociopath, the overly emotional innocent child, the dumb goofball, the determined warrior, the vulgar pervert, the clever detective, the hearty hero, the charismatic villain, and so much more... none of those personas are complete fakes.... no.... they are ALL genuine sides of me. They are all ME! Every one of them is who I am, even when some contradict the other. They. Are. Me. Every. Single. One. They all take turns at the wheel~ Even they don't always know who is in control half the time. They are so different... yet still me. I'm not sure who is speaking to YOU right now, but WE are all in agreement on sharing this secret with you."

She takes a step back and chuckles devilishly, "Now that you know the truth. What will you do with that information? What CAN you do with that information? The entity before you admits that's she's unstable with brief moments of lucidity and that she is piloted by many fragments of herself. What is your response?"

The man looked as though he was to wet himself. "Are you to end me for knowing what you shared? Am I to vanish like the others you dragged in alleyways?!"

"I don't kill willy nilly. I'm not Nathaniel, nor am I a Samuel. Speaking of ugly manure-man, I didn't 'save' him... I was getting what I needed." She pulls out some personal belongings of Samuel's. "Plus, I need to free a certain fire bird before I can kill him. Which I can do now because I know about the 'furnace' at the asylum. I KNOW every little dark secret you pathetic s.o.bs hid... and I'm bringing light to them all even if it KILLS ME!"

Kaitlyn calmly dusts off her coat, "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to hit on my coworkers with vulgar jokes, cuddle my wife, and then save this pathetic circus of a kingdom from itself. Good day~"

#purewhitewolf #xxrppastxx #kaitlyn

[erisunoaakaibu]

Spiraltown - Chapter 1: Divination

It’s a beautiful day outside. Birds are singing, flowers are blooming. On days like this, guys who can’t cook properly like Igor…

Should be eating out.

Whoa, that’s a bit lame for the beginning of a story, don’t you think? Anyway, you might be wondering who Igor is. Igor, full name Igor Gunnar, gender male, green skin, white hair, red eyes, muscular build, right mechanical arm, with a few scars on his face. He used to be a soldier, until he lost his right arm. Now he’s the lead vocalist of a rock band that’s pretty popular in Spiraltown.

Spiraltown, you say? Oh yeah, Spiraltown is where Igor lives. It got the name, due to its roads spiraling from the center.

Spiraltown’s overly simplified map, made with RPG Maker MZ. The map isn’t accurate, but you get the point, right?

Okay, back to the story. Igor went out to have dinner. His dining experience isn’t worth talking about though, so I’ll skip that. But when he was going home, all the lights suddenly went out. “Ugh…” He groaned. The guy didn’t expect this to happen. I mean, who would expect that? Luckily the roads weren’t that dark to begin with, since it’s not midnight.

The next thing that happened was probably even more expected to Igor. As he was walking to the bar, he suddenly felt goosebumps all over. Before he could even turn around, a hand had already touched his shoulder. The muscular man immediately turned around and threw a punch at whoever just touched his shoulders, but the person quickly dodged it, as if they were trained for this. Now that Igor had turned around, he finally had a clear look at the other person. A female, wearing a huge hat with a skull ornament on it, green coat and green scarf, dark skin, long gray hair, fit build. Under the huge hat, a glimpse of their eyes was seen: Glowing golden eyes with snake-like pupils.

“Solanine, f*ck you! Why do you like sneaking up on me at night so badly?” Igor yelled. But the woman named Solanine just smirked in return. “What do you want?” “Hang out. Today’s job just ended, and I’m bored as heck. Where are you going?”

Solanine, full name Solanine Nightshade, is currently an assassin whose job is to take down dangerous criminals. Yeah, she’s basically doing the dirty job for the government. You see, not all criminals can be captured, sometimes they need to be eliminated right away.

So both of them went to the bar. “Hey Igor, have you ever thought of consulting a diviner?” Solanine asked, while taking a sip at the cocktail. “No. I don’t believe in fate and such. But why do you ask?” “I just suddenly feel like asking. You see, Ren just got a spare divination slot so I’m going to her place for some tea leaf reading tomorrow. You wanna come along?” Confusion was written clearly on Igor’s face. “Ren? You mean Ren Murasaki? She, out of all people, does tea leaf readings? Isn’t she like, blind? How does a blind person even do tea leaf readings? Are you joking around?” “Oh shut the f*ck up you idiot. If you don’t trust me, you can check it yourself.” “Ugh, whatever. Wait, did you just call me an idiot, Solanine? Do you have a problem?” And what he got in return was another smirk. Anger started boiling inside Igor. The guy was just about to yell, but the bartender had stopped him in time.

* * *

Time skipped to the following day. 

Igor and Solanine entered the divination store that belonged to the person named Ren. The place was decorated to show a mysterious, yet divine vibe. Anyone who entered were all soothed by the smell of incense. Inside, there were various divination tools, from scrying crystal balls to tea leaf reading cups, all were arranged neatly. The two of them heard gentle footsteps coming from behind the dark curtain with a purple eye printed on. And from the curtain, a tall woman with light blue skin walked out. She wore a purple blazer outside a white button-up shirt, her dark blue hair was tied into a bun, and on her neck was a locket in the shape of a teardrop.

“Greetings, Solanine and Igor.” The woman, presumably Ren, spoke, her calm and even voice slightly muffled by the mask she was wearing. “Please come in, I have prepared tea for both of you.”

* * *

“The result is rather… intriguing.” Even though it was difficult to notice, Ren’s eyebrows furrowed a little, while she was “observing” the leaves left in the other two’s cups. “Huh, tell me more then.” “Both of you will face a huge change in your life. A chaotic change indeed. Not a bad change, but… I’m afraid Igor will need to learn anger management.” “I mean, he always needs that! He’s mad at everything and everyone, and when he’s mad he’s really loud.” “Hey!!!” “See?”

Ren shook her head and sighed, as the other two started bickering right inside her shop. This would take a while.

[mcrcki]

Was that [ZOEY DEUTCH]? Oh no no, that was just [PJ HALLIWELL], a [CANON CHARACTER] from [CHARMED]. They are [TWENTY FIVE] years old, use [SHE/HER], and [ARE] aware that they are not actually from Washington DC. Too bad they can’t stray from this city for long.

how long has your character been here -

pj has been here since she started college at eighteen, so over eight years now. she thought she was just coming to dc to get her journalism degree from georgetown, but has yet to make it back home to san francisco. she’s actually been enjoying her independence from her family, from the halliwell reputation. but when she’s alone at night, she can’t help but feel that familiar homesickness from her sisters and cousins.

where in your fandom is your character pulled from -

pj is pulled from the future, set after the epilogue of charmed. she was born in 2007, but is from 2025. (every year we get closer to that NOT BEING THE FUTURE)

has the magic affected your character -

nope, she has all of her memories in tact, her powers are still working. she just thinks she came here for school rather than being pulled to some alternate universe.

what is your character’s job -

pj is currently an event planner for the city and is honestly loving it. she runs her own business and is always looking for more employees or people who she can contract out with. she’s just started it up and it is her absolute baby.

other notes

a quick link to her wiki if you want to know like backstory or anything

otherwise here i am to scream about this chaotic idiot child. daughter of phoebe halliwell and coop. charmed one and cupid. she got powers from both her parents, being able to use them from before she was even six months old, beaming her mother around places. she has the powers of : beaming and remote beaming (basically teleportation and the ability to teleport objects. it’s just a pink light when it happens), sensing (being able to feel magic/supernatural beings) and high resistance (to any magical/lethal attacks). mixed with her basic witch powers (spell casting, scrying, potion making) she is one hell of a powerful witch. add on her ridiculous sense of honor and protectiveness for her family, and the hard desire to live up to her namesakes?? you get this chaos dummy.  it’s why she was assigned a whitelighter LONG before any of her other cousins ever got one, since her powers had come in so quickly and intensely, the elders had done what they could to try and help keep this next generation of witches safe. shoutout to them for having to put up with baby pj doing THE MOST and never really getting a break. so sorry buddy. her full name is prudence johnna halliwell, she’s named after her great grandmother, and her late aunt. both of them having passed but they were two of the strongest witches in their line. she struggles with fearing that she isn’t enough for them. that she is a disappointment to her family’s reputation. so she throws herself into danger, putting herself in the line of fire for her family’s safety. she’s taken on a huge role at home, being one of the leaders of the next generation of halliwells. she’s liked, since being in dc, that she doesn’t have to worry as much about that. she’s happy to have her family here again, and she wants nothing more than to keep the peaceful life that she’s used to. she is terrified that there’s a chance, with the majority of charmed ones being around, that demons will start to spawn again too. she’ll fight if she has to, but man she wishes that won’t be the case here.  she has two younger sisters, parker and peyton and she would literally do anything for them. big big protective older sister vibes. that extends to her cousins as well. they are thick as thieves, more like a group of siblings than cousins. she’s been in dc for so long, she absolutely needs a group of friends that she’s known, people she’s dated and broken up with (bc even though she’s a cupid she sucks !! at finding love for herself). though she’s doing better now, but it's still rough at times, and she’s really enjoying her life so far, even though there’s definite ups and downs.

CONNECTIONS :

✩ her whitelighter

please i just think this would be so fun , she was assigned a white lighter at like 4 years old this person would have been with her her whole life, constantly looking @ her like "wtf are we doing babes"

✩ best friend vibes

would love for her to have a bff to be stupid and have fun with, big party vibes but also will stay up till 3 am talking about life and just all around classic bff vibes

✩ employees

she’s a wedding planner and runs a whole company for it so feel free to come have anyone work for her!

✩ vendors she works with

anyone she could potentially contract with that works within the wedding industry (chefs/florists/venue owners/bartenders etc)

this could be v friendly or a strained relationship after a bad wedding who knows

✩ roommate (s)

really just want her to have a fun roommate that gets mad at her for not filling ice cube trays but they vibe with and have a swear jar and dance parties, come join her and mj in their fun little roomie crew !

✩ a squad to make stupid tiktoks with

girl just loves to make bad choices and absolutely wants to make dumb tiktoks all the time between astrology, witch tips, and just stupid drunk videos

✩ old college friends

she went to georgetown and has been in the city ever since freshman year so she would definitely have made plenty of friends while at school and after

✩ old tinder matches / exes

despite being a cupid, pj is literally trash at love. she thinks chad from tinder will fall in love with her because he likes dogs. just all around an idiot and has gotten her heart broken too many times, so she would definitely have her fair share of exes and flings

#p. intro #hw: intro

[ithisatanytime]

WICCA PHASE SPRINGS ETERNAL - IT'S GETTING DARK (VISUALIZER)

“If you examine the so-called ‘Star of David,’ or hexagram, closely, you discover something astonishing. It has six points, forms six equilateral triangles, and in its interior forms a six sided hexagon. Thus, it has been intentionally designed with a 666 message. God specifically warns against this kind of thing in His written word. “

 i am so fucking dumb for not already having realized this, its specifically because im not a math/geometry guy. listen the “star of david” is the mark of the beast its what john of patmos was reffering too and its so obvious i feel like a damn idiot for not realizing it, this is one hundred percent what it is and anyone saying it isnt or the mark is something else is a liar. whenever schizos talk about the end times and i mean legit schizos you get into gematria and all this weird numerology crap that you can make to mean whatever you want it too, just google the word and google itself will tell you that KABALLIST jews invented it in order to practice their deceptive pil pul more effectively,  kabballist jews are hundreds of years AFTER the death and resurrection of christ, the reason thats important is because when you look up the accepted intended meaning that john clearly wanted us to understand from the number of the beast 666 you get explanations straight from a pol numerology schizo, well if you add up the letters of neros name blah blah fucking blah. its the “star of david” which IS the star of remphan which was warned against in amos, rothschild means “red shield” and they were so named because their forefather used the red star of david or shield of david prominently. note that nowhere in the bible is a star symbol assosciated with david or anything good.

i didnt do a good job explaining myself here, basically i had a lot of background info on the so called star of david, enough to know that its nowhere in the bible unless its what the star of remphan is reffering to and i strongly suspect that it is, but knowing all this stuff about it and then seeing someone suggest its the mark of the beast just made it click for me, johns coded message would have been understandable to even a child, all they had to do was look at the symbol he was refferring to and count the points and the triangles and the lines, i dont think this is a gematria level stretch to say that either, in fact ive never been so sure of anything in my life, certainly helps that it was the symbol adopted by the synagogue of satan. the star of david is the mark and number of the beast. also the most popular phrase or at least most well known in alchemy is “As above, so below” and this puzzled me a great deal, i spent nights thinking about it, i figured it likely had to do with justifying jewish scrying and divination using the stars, that the arrangement of celestial bodies (as above) had import and meaning on things here on earth (so below) as well as possible aspersions to underground lost stars. i also wondered if it werent partly alluding to the “on earth as it is in heaven” of the lords prayer, perhaps parodying or inverting it, but if you look at the mark of the beast the so called star of david, it is an arrow pointing up, and an arrow pointing down overlayed implying a dual sides of the same coin kind of idea.  my thoughts on this and alchemy in general are fuzzy but the star of david is plainly the mark of the beast that john was referring too, this is rambling and meandering not because i dont have much to justify this view but because i am excited because i finally know and theres so much i could throw at you to support this its hard to pick and choose.

#youtube

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c. AU 19

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Arsé-kun: -Wednesday, November 24th- Sheepy: Aru: Good morning! Sheepy: Jauf: Good...? Sheepy: Jauf: *He slowly lifts himself off the carpet and just gives Aru a strained stare* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Good morning, good sir. Are you done imitating a corpse? Sheepy: Jauf: ...........Imitating? Sheepy: Jauf: I feel like a washing machine. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ..... Jaufre? What does that mean? Sheepy: Jauf: ....... Sheepy: Jauf: *He plops his face down onto the carpet again* Arsé-kun: Kay: I speak idiot. He means he feels like he was put in a washing machine. So like shit. Sheepy: Aru: Poor Jauf... I wonder if Grif has the same weakness.. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I doubt it. Griflet is alive. Sheepy: Aru: Yes... Arsé-kun: *Artair was going to comment but opts to stay in the background. Breakfast part 3* Sheepy: Aru: But he's also died many times, right? Sheepy: Jauf: *He lifts his head up, supporting it with his hand and elbow* My death status isn't the issue. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Rather, it's how Avalon affected you so much. Sheepy: Jauf: It's because of my soul. Arsé-kun: Arthur: We'd better figure something out. I may need you the next time we go back. Sheepy: Jauf: Unfortunately, my issue is that I'm fragmented... Arsé-kun: Yog: *from Andromalius, but also elsewhere(?)* Even I am unsure if that can be repaired at the current time. Permission granted to blame me for it. Sheepy: Jauf: With a body, I should be fine, right? Arsé-kun: Yog: Possibly? Sheepy: Jauf: Not even you know... Sheepy: Jauf: Even so, I have to work hard to serve my king! Arsé-kun: Yog: I'm sure there will be a way around it when the time comes. Sheepy: Aru: I wonder of Beddy would be willing to substitute for you if you can't go to Avalon... Sheepy: Jauf: There is a way. I'll make one if there isn't. Arsé-kun: Kay: Hey, Jaufre, can you do me a quick solid? Arsé-kun: Kay: Can you tell your orb to stop stealing food for five goddamn minutes? How am I supposed to explain that to Pops? Sheepy: Jauf: He's stealing food again? He must intend to give you useful information in return. Arsé-kun: Kay: Why can't he just say it first? Sheepy: Jauf: It's just how he is. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Securing payment before speaking, I suppose? Sheepy: Jauf: Exactly. Arsé-kun: *Kay sighs and goes into the kitchen to see what's going on* Sheepy: *Grif is eating a cereal box* Arsé-kun: *Yog is sitting nearby, looking at anything present Except for Griflet eating a cereal box* Sheepy: Lucan: Eat real food. I'm begging you. Seeing you do this makes me want to go back to bed. Arsé-kun: Yog: I'm inclined to agree. There is food here. You do not need to eat cardboard. Sheepy: Grif: ...Tasty. Arsé-kun: Kay: *exasperated* Arsé-kun: Yog: I had valuable information for you, too, but I think after watching that I will simply not tell you. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Dad is very cruel... Arsé-kun: Yog: That isn't new information. Sheepy: Grif: I will share. Arsé-kun: Yog: You are not meant to eat that... Sheepy: Grif: .....Why? Arsé-kun: Yog: It is a container, not a food product. Sheepy: Grif: ..... Arsé-kun: Yog: Disregarding this, I intended to wait until more were here before I offered my knowledge. Arsé-kun: Yog: .... But I'm sure it will be shouted across the house irregardless. Sheepy: Grif: Yes? Sheepy: Lucan: Don't expect shouting from me. Kay can shout on my behalf. Arsé-kun: Yog: The campus reopens tomorrow. Sheepy: Grif:.....What? Arsé-kun: Yog: If you'd like, I can guarantee you are the first one back. Sheepy: Grif:..! Wow... Sheepy: Grif: I can go back to work... Sheepy: Grif: I'm happy. Arsé-kun: Yog: You can go back. Of course, if anyone else wants to take my shortcut, they can. Sheepy: Lucan: I shouldn't go until the doctors are back and ready... Arsé-kun: Yog: I'm sure they won't be far behind you. Would you like me to check? Sheepy: Lucan: I would. Arsé-kun: *Yog takes an orb out of his hair (don't ask) and uses it for scrying purposes. Don't look at it too hard.* Arsé-kun: Yog: Depending on individual choices, it ranges from a few minutes to a few hours at most. Sheepy: Lucan: I see... Sheepy: Lucan: I'd like to go. Arsé-kun: Kay: You weren't getting a choice anyway. Sheepy: Lucan: How cruel. Arsé-kun: Kay: Throw your bitchass in like a sack of pota- No, I can't say it, I'll summon HIM. Arsé-kun: Kay: But okay, shouting across the house. Gimme a hot minute. Arsé-kun: *Kay exits the room* Sheepy: Lucan:....? Arsé-kun: Kay: *very loudly despite being two rooms away* WE'RE GOING BACK TO CAMPUS TOMORROW!!! Sheepy: Jauf: *much quieter* Don't shout so much! My head is going to explode... Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Didn't know you were there. My bad. Sheepy: Jauf: Ugh... It's fine. I understand being excited. Arsé-kun: *Kay goes digging into his pockets, and doesn't find what he's looking for* Arsé-kun: Kay: .... I'll be right back. Arsé-kun: *About nine minutes later, Kay comes back and offers Jauf a Kthanid's Respite* Sheepy: Jauf: *He accepts it* ...Thank you. Arsé-kun: Kay: You're welcome. What'd you even do, get drunk? Can you? Sheepy: Jauf: No. I can get drunk, but I went to Avalon and my body rejected it... *He consumes the Kthanid's respite* Arsé-kun: *Kay decides to not ask for details* Arsé-kun: *headache gone! """hangover""" status removed.* Sheepy: Jauf: I'm feeling a lot better now. Thank you. Arsé-kun: *Kay gives him a thumbs up* Sheepy: *Bedi enters, dragging Merlin* Arsé-kun: Kay: Mornin'. The fuck is that thing? Sheepy: Bedi: Jaufre, isn't it? Arsé-kun: Kay: I meant the thing you've got. Sheepy: Jauf: I must be better looking than that. I must be. Arsé-kun: Kay: I meant Merlin, you twats. Sheepy: Bedi: Oh. Merlin didn't want to get up. Arsé-kun: Kay: Typical! Arsé-kun: Kay: Anyway, I hope you heard me. Sheepy: Bedi: I did. Sheepy: Bedi: Let's work hard to pack everything we need! Do we need to pack...? Arsé-kun: Kay: We didn't bring shit with us, did we? Sheepy: Bedi: You didn't? Arsé-kun: Kay: Wh... You did? Sheepy: Bedi: When you went off to college, you didn't pack anything .... Sheepy: Bedi:......You're worse than Merlin! Arsé-kun: Kay: The only thing I brought was my coat and my s-- What the hell are you talking about? Arsé-kun: Kay: I meant when we got shoved here. Sheepy: Bedi: Ah? Sheepy: Bedi: No, I just brought Fou and some easy to pocket things. Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah, that's what I meant. We shouldn't need to pack, right? Sheepy: Bedi: Wouldn't all of our stuff be destroyed? Maybe not.. Arsé-kun: Kay: Why would it? Sheepy: Jauf: The hospital had suffered severe damage. Arsé-kun: Kay: Huh? Sheepy: Jauf: Total mess. Full of zombies, too. We found Lucan's medicine there. Arsé-kun: Kay: Ew... Sheepy: Jauf: It's a good thing my companion lit it up, or I would've just grabbed any old pill bottle with the mess that was presented to us. Arsé-kun: Yog: *from Andromalius, as well as the other room* I would have corrected you. Will you all be joining us? Arsé-kun: *Yog doesn't wait for an answer* Sheepy: Jauf: Yes, of course. Arsé-kun: Yog: To correct your statement about the hospital, it's been cleaned up since. Arsé-kun: *Yog stops speaking through Andromalius when everyone converges in the kitchen* Sheepy: Bedi: You're visiting in person... Arsé-kun: Yog: I am. Grandfather is preoccupied at the moment. Sheepy: Jauf: Of course! How else would he eat your food? Arsé-kun: Yog: Speaking of which. Arsé-kun: Yog: I made sure to freeze all perishables on campus personally. Of course I did take pay for that, but I am sure that is understandable. Sheepy: Bedi: Payment... Sheepy: Bedi:.....My vegetables... Arsé-kun: Yog: Why in grandfather's name would i take those. Sheepy: Bedi:....? Sheepy: Bedi: It's my favorite... Arsé-kun: Kay: He took the ice cream again. Arsé-kun: Kay: I'm calling it. Sheepy: Bedi: That's it? That's no issue. ...Ah, I guess Merlin will be sad. We can buy more. Arsé-kun: Merlin: :v Sheepy: Bedi: Don't worry, Merlin. I'm sure Luvmart won't be too crowded. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Are you kidding? With everybody coming back? Sheepy: Bedi:...Why would they need to stock up? Sheepy: Grif: Because of Dad's payments. Arsé-kun: Yog: I didn't take that much... Sheepy: Grif: Hmm? I expected you to take a little from everyone... Arsé-kun: Yog: I did. Sheepy: Grif: So people will want to restock. Sheepy: Grif: And Luvmart will be crowded. Arsé-kun: *Yog doesn't bother explaining that one pudding cup here and an ice cream cone there won't require full restocks* Sheepy: Jauf: Too bad. I was hoping to get groceries to try some recipes using these apples from Avalon. ...Oh, right. Grif. For you. *He pulls an Avalon apple out of his inventory. 5 apples added to the inventory.* Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... May I also please have one? Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Apple... Tasty... *He opts to eat the apple instead of cardboard.* Arsé-kun: *Apple FAR superior to cardboard. cardboard is... cardboard in comparison* Sheepy: Jauf: Of course, of course! Anything for my king! *Jauf pulls another Avaloj apple out of his inventory. Three Avalon apples removed from the inventory.* Arsé-kun: *Arthur gets breakfast for once.* Sheepy: *He gives the apple to Arthur* Arsé-kun: *Arthur gets b... I said this already* Sheepy: Jauf:....Anyway, back to business... Arsé-kun: Yog: Yes, yes. Arsé-kun: Yog: How early would everyone like to get there? Arsé-kun: Yog: The only condition set is that Griflet goes first. Arsé-kun: Yog: No matter what is picked, others will not start to filter in until later in the day. Sheepy: Lucan: The sooner, the better. For me, anyway. Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah. Give Grif a chance to check the perimeter before anyone else shows up. Arsé-kun: *kay Definitely Does Not have ulterior motives* Sheepy: Grif: Yes. I'll do my best. Sheepy: Aru: This is a carrot! *She's pointing at a carrot that's in the ground still* Arsé-kun: Aza: ... I was informed they looked differently. Sheepy: Aru: The part that you eat is under the ground. Arsé-kun: Aza: ... Why? Arsé-kun: *Kay grimaces but doesn't say anything about this.* Sheepy: Aru: Ummm.... Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Hey, Grif. Sheepy: Grif: Yes? Arsé-kun: Kay: Your grandfather's here. Sheepy: Grif: Dad, Grandpa is here. Arsé-kun: Yog: ........ That's.... Great. Arsé-kun: Yog: I'm.... I'm going to go. Sheepy: Grif: Go, go. Arsé-kun: *Yog bails in a way I can only describe as a cartoonish scramble into a cabinet. Bye, space god. How dignified of you.* Sheepy: Grif: Sad... Arsé-kun: Yog: *from Paimon* I am not risking Grandfather nuking. Not here, not now. Arsé-kun: Yog: I do not know why he is here. I suspect it is because I was but I have no conclusive answer until he is gone. Sheepy: Grif: Maybe he's lonely. Arsé-kun: Yog: Featuring Aru's flawless Charisma stat. Sheepy: Grif: I want a high Charisma stat like that... Arsé-kun: Yog: Work for it. Sheepy: Grif: How? Arsé-kun: Yog: The same way you can raise other stats. Sheepy: Grif: You can become a better puncher by punching. Sheepy: Grif: You can become a better swi... a better fighter by fighting. Sheepy: Grif: You can become better at being liked by being liked. Arsé-kun: Kay: You finish that sentence. What was that, Grif? Sheepy: Grif: You can become better at being liked by being liked. Arsé-kun: Kay: The one you didn't finish, Grif. Sheepy: Grif:..... Sheepy: Grif: Wow. Look at the time. Arsé-kun: Yog: Wow. *he brings up the time. 11:57 am* Sheepy: Grif: It's three minutes until lunch time. Sheepy: Grif: No time to discuss such things. Arsé-kun: Yog: You just ate. Sheepy: Grif:..... Sheepy: Grif: It's three minutes until human lunch time. I cannot interrupt such an important time with discussions like these. Sheepy: Bedi: Swimming is easier when you know how to not drown. Start with baby steps. Sheepy: Grif: Bedi drowns babies... Arsé-kun: Kay: ..... Wow, Bedi. How horrible. Sheepy: Bedi: That's not.... Arsé-kun: Kay: Anyway, Grif, do you think anyone's explained the concept of lunch to your grandpa yet? Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm... I don't think so. Arsé-kun: Kay: He's still here. Sheepy: Grif: Is he hungry? Arsé-kun: Yog: You could ask. Sheepy: Grif: I understand. Sheepy: *Grif goes out to the back* Sheepy: Aru:....And this is the pommel! That's all of the parts of a sword! Arsé-kun: Aza: *he is Learning. woah.* Sheepy: Grif: Grandpa. Are you here for lunch? Arsé-kun: Aza: I forgot why I intended an avatar to be here. Sheepy: Grif: Hm. Sheepy: Grif: I understand. I forget a lot, too. Sheepy: Grif: It's human lunch time. Arsé-kun: Aza: The man I usually learn from disregards human food times. Is that abnormal? Sheepy: Grif: In business, people's eating schefules are often synchronized to make giving them a break easier. Sheepy: Grif: So if they don't eat at human lunch time, they will be fprced to starve until they are able to leave work. Sheepy: Grif: Did you want food? Arsé-kun: Aza: .... Okay. Arsé-kun: *The house survives. The inhabitants survive. Everyone's sanity survives. I am not sure what happened but it sure did.* Arsé-kun: -Thursday, November 25th- Sheepy: Lucan: Finally.... Arsé-kun: Kay: I never thought I'd be glad to go back. Sheepy: Bedi: I understand. Classes were stressful sometimes... Sheepy: Grif: Going home... Wow... Sheepy: Grif: So happy... Arsé-kun: Yog: I've completed my scans. The path is completely present on the entire campus. Sheepy: Grif: So we can go now... Arsé-kun: Yog: We can. Where shall I drop everyone off? Sheepy: Grif: Bedi's dads aren't here to see us off right now. Too bad. Sheepy: Grif: Uhhh... Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Lucan: Nothing I can do while I wait for Raphael. Arsé-kun: Kay: Don't get into shit. You'll find something. Sheepy: Lucan: What? Arsé-kun: Kay: You'll find some dumbass way to exhaust yourself. Don't do it bitch. Sheepy: Lucan: Ahahaha, are you worried? Arsé-kun: Kay: If I wasn't, I wouldn't goddamn comment. Sheepy: Lucan: What a worrywart you are! Arsé-kun: *Kay stares at him for a moment, and then huffs and looks elsewhere* Sheepy: Lucan: No reason to be concerned. I'm fine. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Says the man who neared collapse trying to clean up after a ghost. Please do not overexert yourself like your prior namesake. Sheepy: Jauf: Ahahahaha, and what a guy he was! He slept through almost all of our meetings! And yet, and yet! Those dark circles under his eyes never faded. Gotta love Lucan! Sheepy: Lucan: I'll just head to my hospital room and make sure everything is in order. Arsé-kun: Kay: You goddamn better. Sheepy: Lucan: If I'm lucky, Marin will be there already... Sheepy: Lucan: Might clean up a bit. A tidy room is a tidy mind. Arsé-kun: *Merlin makes a Face™* Sheepy: Lucan:...If I'm unlucky, Okita will be on patrol and stab me. Arsé-kun: Yog: Neither will be there. This group is first to arrive. Sheepy: Lucan: How disappointing... Arsé-kun: Kay: If you manage to get stabbed day one, I'm gonna throw shit at you. Sheepy: Lucan: Well, you know, that sword is real. Arsé-kun: Arthur: The man with that oddly thin sword? Sheepy: Lucan: Yes. He's bloodthirsty. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Perhaps I will duel him in the future. I would like to see more modern techniques. Sheepy: Lucan: Be careful. He stabbed me once when we were messing around. It didn't hit anything serious but it hurt. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Noted. Sheepy: Lucan: Total lack of sympathy on his part. He commented that I would've been dead if he wanted me that way... and seemed to be enjoying every second of it. Arsé-kun: Arthur: He needs to be taken down a few pegs. Sheepy: Lucan: Is it really being full of yourself if your bark matches your bite? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Abuse of power. There is no need to harm someone who cannot hurt you. Sheepy: Lucan: Eh... You're right there. Although, I wouldn't say him stabbing me was intentional. Sheepy: Lucan: It's a really complicated story that ended in me getting a minor stab wound. No permanent harm done. Sheepy: Aru: We're returning so soon... Arsé-kun: *Fou sits down on Aru's shoe. I am here too* Sheepy: Aru: Fou is going, too. Sheepy: Grif: So is Elyan. Arsé-kun: Kay: *holding his slime* Three pets in total. It's only gonna get worse somehow, I know it. Sheepy: Bedi: How can it? Arsé-kun: Kay: I don't know but it will. Sheepy: Bedi: You're probably right... although Fou is not really a pet. Sheepy: Grif: Elyan is a water. Sheepy: Bedi: Fou is, ummm... Arsé-kun: Kay: If I wanted corrections, I would have asked for em. Arsé-kun: Kay: He's a cat. He's yours. That's literally what a pet is. Sheepy: Bedi: Fou is a friend. We're equals. Arsé-kun: Fou: Mrrp! Sheepy: Grif: Fou is a bunny. Arsé-kun: *very distant sounds of splatoon 3 from yog's end while hes waiting* Arsé-kun: Kay: Fou is a little monster that eats shoelaces. Sheepy: Grif: Are shoelaces tasty? Arsé-kun: Kay: No?? Sheepy: Grif: I trust Fou's taste over yours. It was a question for Fou. Arsé-kun: Fou: Meow! Sheepy: Grif: Wow... I see... Sheepy: Grif: I understand. Sheepy: *^ does not understand at all* Sheepy: Bedi: When do we go? Arsé-kun: Yog: When everyone is ready *very distant woomy* Sheepy: Grif: Woomy! Sheepy: Bedi: I think everyone is... Arsé-kun: Yog: .... Woomy. Anyway. Sheepy: Jauf: It's time! Arsé-kun: Yog: It is time. Griflet, you will be going first as promised. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... So special... Happy... Arsé-kun: *The portal appears!* Sheepy: *Grif enters it* Arsé-kun: *It's the campus! Hooray!* Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Back home. Back to work. Let's start the survey. Arsé-kun: *Kay comes through and bashes into Grif* Sheepy: Grif: You're here, too. Arsé-kun: Kay: You didn't even get the hell out of the way? Sheepy: Grif: No. Sheepy: Grif: I didn't think to. Sheepy: Grif: It's very exciting... Sheepy: Grif: Let's go, let's go. Arsé-kun: Kay: You can! I'm gonna hit the pools before anyone else gets there! Sheepy: Grif: Not too hard or you'll hurt it. Sheepy: Grif:.............. Sheepy: Grif: Ha. Ha. Ha. Arsé-kun: Kay: Very funny. *he smirks* Sheepy: Grif: ..............Time to get to work. Sheepy: *Bedi enters through the portal, bumping into Kay* Arsé-kun: Kay: .... *he moves* I just bitched at Grif about that, too. Sheepy: Grif: Wow, Kay, you didn't even get out of the way? Arsé-kun: Kay: Shut. Arsé-kun: Kay: ...Hey, who said you could copy me? I was gonna compliment your joke, too. Horrible, awful. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... sad... Arsé-kun: Kay: We should move. Sheepy: Bedi: Um... Yes, because -- Sheepy: *Lucan enters, bumping into Bedi* Sheepy: Lucan: Do you normally stand in doorways? Arsé-kun: Kay: Traffic accident. This is so sad. Arsé-kun: *Kay finally moves* Sheepy: *Lucan moves, dragging Bedi out of the way* Sheepy: Grif: ...? Hmm... Arsé-kun: *Arthur comes through and goes straight through Grif.* Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Sheepy: Grif: Arthur broke the chain... Arsé-kun: Arthur: Please get out of the way. Sheepy: Grif: Yes... *He moves* Sheepy: *Aru enters and beelines for Arthur* Arsé-kun: *Artair arrives. He's here* Sheepy: Aru: You're here, too! Just three more people! Arsé-kun: Kay: Arturia's been eaten by the void. This is so sad. *he's clearly joking* Sheepy: Aru: Huh? Sheepy: Bedi: Merlin, Elyan, and Fou... Arsé-kun: Artair: Sir Jaufre. Sheepy: Bedi: Oh, yes... Sheepy: *Arturia finally enters* Arsé-kun: Kay: I can't believe my sister ate her way out of the void. Sheepy: Arturia: What are you talking about? Arsé-kun: Kay: I decided the void ate you for taking so damn long. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Sir Jaufre and Merlin left. Arsé-kun: *Fou pops through and climbs onto Bedi's shoulder* Sheepy: Arturia: I was watching Merlin be an embarrassment. Sheepy: Bedi: Oh, Fou! Arsé-kun: Kay: Is that new? What'd he do this time? Sheepy: *Arturia joins Artair* Sheepy: Arturia: He's chasing that peacock around. Sheepy: Arturia: Jaufre isn't lifting a finger to help... Arsé-kun: Kay: Oh, he's doomed. Guess we'll see him next week. Sheepy: Grif: To make Elyan follow you, you need to ignore him. Arsé-kun: Kay: I'll see him next week. I'll be at the dorm, then the pool if anyone needs me. Shit's empty. Sheepy: Grif: Bribes also are effective. Arsé-kun: *Merlin shows up, without Elyan. He seems ruffled* Sheepy: Aru: Merlin! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Elyan flushed himself down a toilet, so I had to watch that happen. Sheepy: Aru: He's very mean... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Not my problem! Do you wanna learn how to fly on stuff while nobodies here? Sheepy: Aru: ...?! Yes! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Great! Sheepy: *Jauf enters finally* Sheepy: Jauf: Sheesh... That bird. Sheepy: Jauf: Why must he cause issues now? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Why didn't you help? Sheepy: Jauf: Hmmm... Sheepy: Jauf: I believed in you. Sheepy: Jauf: I still do! You'll do better next time. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'll do worse just for you. Sheepy: Jauf: How cruel! Arsé-kun: Merlin: :3 Sheepy: *Bedi has left to escort Lucan to the hospital.* Arsé-kun: *Everyone splits up to do different things* Sheepy: *Grif is looming in the pool area. Water... scary* Arsé-kun: *Kay is positively thriving in his environment. He's so happy to be here.* Arsé-kun: *Wilbur is less enthused, having gotten a 15-second warning before Kay showed up. He's moping on the sidelines in like five towels. Tough shit.* Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Kay is really happy.... Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Good for him. What are you doing back so early? Sheepy: Grif: Early...? Dad sent me here. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: He didn't tell me anyone was showing up until ten minutes ago. Sheepy: Grif: The path is intact again, so I am here to be security. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Please tell me it's just you two here. Sheepy: Grif: There are around ten new people on campus. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: There's no one else in this building, is there?? Sheepy: Grif: Kay, Twins, Arthur, Aru, Jaufre, Bedi, Lucan, Merlin. Sheepy: Grif: Uh.... I didn't know. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: I'm doomed. Sheepy: Grif: Why? Sheepy: Grif: Did you eat bad food? Arsé-kun: Wilbur: If I move, my everything will be exposed and I am not about to show people that. Sheepy: Grif: Kay has seen worse, and nobody else should be coming... Arsé-kun: Wilbur: You just said.... Oh, I see, it was a misunderstanding. Sheepy: Grif:....? Sheepy rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 20 Sheepy: Grif: I understand. Many people do. Arsé-kun: *Wil lets out a Single Tentacle to wrap around his waist. Towels secured.* Sheepy: Grif: Kay looks like he's having fun, but I can't join because I can't swim.... Arsé-kun: Wilbur: That's two of us. Learning is difficult. Sheepy: Nyar: Who says you can't join him just because you can't swim? Arsé-kun: *Wilbur jumps* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 15 Sheepy: *Grif immediately starts panicking and thrashing!* Arsé-kun: *Kay spots him Immediately and bolts towards him. He's coming!* Sheepy: Nyar: Ahahaha! You'd think learning to swim would be necessarily to have a job like yours! Sheepy: Grif: *It's wet! He's scared! He keeps thrashing, ignoring Nyar* Arsé-kun: *Kay grabs Grif and hauls ass towards the nearest ladder* Sheepy: *Grif clings to Kay, shaking. Local man is very afraid of the water.* Arsé-kun: Wilbur: .... Uncle, really? Sheepy: Nyar: I was very excited to see him back. Arsé-kun: *Yog appears and tackles Nyar into the pool! Nobody wins. Everyone in the pool.* Sheepy: Nyar: My clothes!! Arsé-kun: Yog: THAT'S your concern?! Sheepy: Nyar: Of course! Arsé-kun: Yog: ...... Sheepy: Nyar: I can swim. Arsé-kun: Yog: I'm well aware. Sheepy: Nyar: You disapprove of me giving him swimming lessons? So cruel. Arsé-kun: Yog: Not like that. Sheepy: Nyar: So mean. Arsé-kun: *Kay reaches the ladder with Grif* Sheepy: *Grif does not want to let go of Kay. What if he's pushed in again? Scary.* Arsé-kun: *Then he's in the water still.* Sheepy: Grif: Hate it, hate it... Arsé-kun: Kay: The ladder is right here. Get out. Sheepy: Grif: *He slowly lets go of Kay and gets out of the pool* Arsé-kun: *Kay rests his arms on the pool side and watches Grif* Sheepy: *Grif is cold and wet. He shakes like a dog. Very knightly, Grif* Arsé-kun: *Wil throws one of his many towels onto Grif. Here.* Sheepy: Grif:....Thank you, Kay. Thank you, Wilbur. Sheepy: *Grif starts drying off with the towel* Arsé-kun: Kay: Anytime. Sheepy: Grif: Kay is very cool... Sheepy: Grif: I have to work hard, too. But water is very scary... Arsé-kun: Wilbur: If Dad and Uncle can do it, so can you. *he gestures over to Whatever the Hell They're Doing* Sheepy: Grif: But they can do many things I can't do. Sheepy: Grif: Like transform. And taxes. Arsé-kun: Kay: I'm pretty sure that's less swimming and more attempted murder. Sheepy: Grif: Kay is very good at swimming... yes. Arsé-kun: Kay: ^^ Sheepy: Grif: Is it fun? Arsé-kun: Kay: I think so. Sheepy: Grif: Must be, then. Arsé-kun: *Wil is more interested in watching his dad (an orb) fight his uncle (an octopus). His dad is losing by a lot. Nothing is being accomplished here.* Sheepy: Grif: But it's very scary. Arsé-kun: Kay: I guess. What if I buy you a lifevest? Sheepy: Grif: What is that? Arsé-kun: Kay: It's like... It's a vest that keeps your head above water. It floats. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... cool... Arsé-kun: *Wil, leaving scene because he's realized no one is looking at him,* Sheepy: Grif: Because you find it fun, I want to try it... yes. Arsé-kun: Kay: We'll have to find a time that nobody else is here, then. Sheepy: Grif: Such a time exists? Arsé-kun: Kay: I have no idea. Sheepy: Grif: Hm... Arsé-kun: Kay: Hey- *he looks over to where the Baby Fight was. There is no Baby Fight there. Mysterious unexplained unnatural phenomena* Arsé-kun: Kay: Okay, never mind. Sheepy: Grif: Yes? Arsé-kun: Kay: I was gonna ask your dad but he's gone. Sheepy: Grif: Because he got in trouble. Probably. Arsé-kun: Kay: Sucks to be him. I'd ask Wilbur, but he's also gone. Arsé-kun: *Kay gestures to where Wilbur was sitting and the wet tracks back to the locker room. It takes him a moment to process that he's looking at hoof-prints* Arsé-kun: Kay: .... ..... ? Sheepy: Grif: What is it? Arsé-kun: Kay: Not my business, probably. *he pulls himself from the pool a bit more to get a better look* Hooves? Sheepy: Grif: Hooves? Hm... Sheepy: Grif: Oh. Yes. Sheepy: Grif: Must be Wilbur. Arsé-kun: Kay: Huh. Okay. Sheepy: Grif: He is shy about that, so you must act like you never saw it. Sheepy: Grif: Or he will be very embarassed. Probably. Arsé-kun: Kay: I was planning on it. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Good. Arsé-kun: Kay: Okay, move your ass. I'm getting out. Sheepy: *Grif moves* Sheepy: Grif:....Wow.... Sheepy: Grif:...... Sheepy: *Grif puts his hands over his face* Arsé-kun: Kay: What now?! Sheepy: Grif: I... You... Pre-marital hug... Arsé-kun: Kay: That's what you're concerned about?! Sheepy: Grif: H-how sinful... Arsé-kun: Kay: Literally who cares?! Sheepy: Grif: The sin police. Sheepy: Grif: There is one on this very campus. He could kill me in one blow. Arsé-kun: Kay: ...... I don't think he'd care about that. Sheepy: Grif: Hm... Sheepy: Grif: Even so... Arsé-kun: Kay: ..... Grif? Sheepy: Grif: Yes? Arsé-kun: Kay: We're dating. Sheepy: Grif: But not married... Arsé-kun: Kay: You don't need to marry to hold hands. Or hug. or kiss, even. Who taught you that?? Sheepy: Grif: Uh.... Sheepy: Grif: My gut. Arsé-kun: *Kay will be sure to ask around about this later* Sheepy: Grif: It's a gut feeling! Arsé-kun: Kay: You're not a goddamn medieval peasant. It doesn't matter. Sheepy: Grif: Hm... Sheepy: Grif: Could it be... Sheepy: Grif: Remnants? Arsé-kun: *Kay finally gets out. There he is.* Arsé-kun: Kay: Of what? Sheepy: Grif: *He looks at Kay. his hands go back over his face* .... Arsé-kun: Kay: What NOW?! Sheepy: Grif:........ Arsé-kun: Kay: ............ Sheepy: Grif: *muffled* ....handsome. Arsé-kun: Kay: !!!! Arsé-kun: *If Kay had still been in the water, it would have started boiling. Probably not literally. Probably.* Sheepy: Grif: If you see my face, you will laugh. Sheepy: Grif: You will never see it. Arsé-kun: Kay: Glad to know we're both gay as hell. I'm gonna go get dressed now. Sheepy: Grif: Before you get sick... yes. Sheepy: Grif: I will wait here. Arsé-kun: *Kay is quick to leave. He's slightly embarrassed now that he's had time to process* Sheepy: *Grif stays in his spot, waiting for Kay. He can't believe he said that. Oh no. How embarrassing.* Arsé-kun: *Kay returns a few minutes later, dressed as promised and with his bag over his shoulder* Arsé-kun: Kay: I figured you'd at least go outside so you couldn't get shoved in again. Sheepy: Grif: Uncle wouldn't do it a second time. It wouldn't be funny anymore... yes. Sheepy: Grif: Uncle did not mean to kill me. He just meant to mess with me. He would have pulled me out if you weren't there... probably. Sheepy: Grif: Ah. Yes. Sheepy: *Grif gets up and rushes over to Kay's side. It's safer here.* Sheepy: Grif: My swimming stat has increased by 1. It is now 1. Sheepy: Grif:...But water scares me... Sheepy: Grif: Maybe we should check if others have started appearing. Arsé-kun: Kay: We probably should. Sheepy: *Grif heads out, looking for people!* Arsé-kun: *Kay follows him* Sheepy: Grif:....Hm? Arsé-kun: Kay: What? Sheepy: Grif: I hear people. Sheepy: Grif: There's people nearby. Arsé-kun: Kay: I don't hear shit. Good catch. Sheepy: *Grif approaches the source of the talking. It becomes more audible as they come closer.* Sheepy: Misyr: Soon, you'll be back to your busy job and I won't get to see you as much... It's sad! Arsé-kun: Raph: You'll know where I am! I just hope more people got hired so I'm not running the clinic solo again... Sheepy: Misyr: But I don't want to need any services from you... Arsé-kun: Raph: Aren't you supposed to be getting a job? Maybe I'll need service from you! Sheepy: Misyr: Can they afford new hires? I was going to see if I could get a job at the coffee shop... Arsé-kun: Raph: ... Probably not, but I can hope! Go try anyway! Sheepy: Misyr: I'll do my best to impress them. Sheepy: Peter: Ch...chiii! This place is huge! I'll never remember my way around it... Arsé-kun: Raph: Don't worry about it, Jupe. You don't need to have all of it memorized. Sheepy: Peter: But if I decide to wander... Arsé-kun: Raph: There's always somebody who knows their way around. You just gotta ask. Maybe I'll print you a map, too. Sheepy: Peter:....Il Fado de Rie could come with me... Sheepy: Il: No. Arsé-kun: Raph: .... Misyr? Sheepy: Misyr: Where did he go? Arsé-kun: Raph: Weren't you watching him? Sheepy: Peter: He wandered off. I did not say anything because I assumed he wanted to go on a walk. Sheepy: Misyr: Well, I was, but I got distracted... Arsé-kun: Raph: .... I'm not too worried. If we need to send Ignis after him, we send Ignis after him. Sheepy: Misyr: I think he can be trusted on his own, unlike... Arsé-kun: *Camera turns to Jack (fully clothed and bandaged for once for maximum visibility) and Il* Sheepy: Peter: Chiii... My gut feeling is that you're making a big mistake... Arsé-kun: Jack: Noah? The kid who cries and makes crop circles when he can't find you, Misyr? That Noah? Sheepy: Misyr:..... Sheepy: Misyr: I accidentally ditched him. Arsé-kun: Raph: The janitor is gonna kill us. Sheepy: Misyr: *he raises his voice to a yell* NOAAAHHH??? Arsé-kun: Noah: *semi-distantly* YES? Arsé-kun: *Noah bounds into view, passing Kay and Grif. There he is* Sheepy: Misyr: DO YOU WANT ME TO COME Ge... ah. Arsé-kun: Noah: I'm right here! I was talking to the goat! Sheepy: Misyr: Goat? Arsé-kun: *Kay just looks at Grif. Doesn't say anything* Arsé-kun: Noah: He said he was expecting you! Sheepy: Grif: Hm... Sheepy: Misyr: Eh...? Where is he? Arsé-kun: Noah: Um! *vaguely points in a direction* Sheepy: Misyr: ...? Sheepy: Misyr: Do you want to come with me? Arsé-kun: Noah: Yes! Sheepy: *Misyr gently takes Noah's hand and starts walking in the direction he pointed. * Arsé-kun: Noah: ... Oh! *he's spotted Grif* I've seen you before! Sheepy: Grif: So have I. In the mirror. Arsé-kun: *Kay judges.* Sheepy: Grif: Who are you? Sheepy: Grif: I don't remember you... Arsé-kun: Noah: I was the ghost that was around Misyr! Sheepy: Grif: Oh. You. You're no longer a ghost. *clapping* Congratulations. Arsé-kun: Noah: Thank you! Sheepy: Grif: Kay... You didn't meet him. Arsé-kun: Kay: No, I didn't. Sheepy: Grif: He was the ghost around Misyr. Arsé-kun: Kay: I see. *doesn't get it at all* Sheepy: Grif: Purple man. Sheepy: Grif: It was like an Aru and Arthur situation. Arsé-kun: Kay: Do we gotta worry about him? Sheepy: Misyr: No. I'm scarier! I'm your friendly neighborhood cheating demon king, after all! Arsé-kun: Raph: *looking away from the window he was peering in* At least warn security about what could potentially happen. Sheepy: Misyr: If he gets upset, he could turn things to dust. We're working on it. Arsé-kun: Kay: Oh, lovely. The janitor's gonna hate that. Sheepy: Misyr: Too bad. Arsé-kun: *nobody tells misyr the vital info about the janitor unless someone does* Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm... Sheepy: Grif: Unfortunate... Arsé-kun: Kay: Not my problem. Might be yours. Sheepy: Grif: Pain... Sad... Sheepy: Misyr: Anyway, let's go. Arsé-kun: Noah: Okay! Arsé-kun: *They head over to the coffee shoppe. It's open!* Sheepy: Misyr: Hello? Arsé-kun: Wilbur: *behind the counter* You took your time. Sheepy: Misyr: Yes, Griflet appeared. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: I'm so sorry. *not sorry at all* Sheepy: Misyr: You wanted to talk, right? I can use my ace detective skills to figure out the topic! Arsé-kun: Wilbur: First of all, good work on staying alive. I wasn't sure you'd manage. Sheepy: Misyr: Supposedly, a goat saved me...? Sheepy: Misyr: I have to thank them when I meet them... Arsé-kun: *Wilbur bites back the urge to cringe* Arsé-kun: Noah: Um. Misyr... Sheepy: Misyr: Yes? Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Don't bother. That's me. Sheepy: Misyr: Weird nickname. I'd associate you more with ermines. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: .... I'll take the compliment where I can, but no. Goat is correct. Sheepy: Misyr: Eh? Sheepy: Misyr: Are you like Peter? Sheepy: Misyr: He's a goat in his free time. Arsé-kun: *Wilbur sighs and puts his leg on the counter before pulling his pants leg up. Goat leg.* Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Let's assume not. Sheepy: Misyr: Huh! I see, I get it. Sheepy: Misyr: Thank you so much for saving me. Sheepy: Misyr: I was planning to live in isolation or die, but... Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Denied. No one deserves that. Sheepy: Misyr: I'm happier here. Sheepy: Misyr: Ahahaha, very true. Sheepy: Misyr: Sorry, what did you need? Arsé-kun: Wilbur: I was going to hire you. Sheepy: Misyr: Hire me...? Sheepy: Misyr: Does the campus have the budget...? Arsé-kun: Wilbur: It does now. Sheepy: Misyr: When do I start? Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Tomorrow. Show up whenever. Sheepy: Misyr:...! Great, wonderful! You've saved me twice, now! Sheepy: Misyr: Thank you... I'll do my best! Arsé-kun: Wilbur: You'd better. People get cranky when it isn't perfect. Sheepy: Misyr: If I get snapped at by a customer, I'll probably cry. Sheepy: Misyr: I'm very sensitive. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: If they're not mortal, feel free to rough them up. Don't actually do that, of course, unless it's my stupid brother. Sheepy: Misyr: Eh? Which one? Arsé-kun: Wilbur: If you touch Duncan, you forfeit your life. Which do you think? Sheepy: Misyr:...The stupid one. So Griflet? Arsé-kun: Wilbur: If he's being stupid, have fun. Sheepy: Misyr: I had to hear him talk to Noah just a bit ago. In response to "I've seen you before", he said... "Me too. In the mirror". Arsé-kun: Wilbur: ...... *siiiigh* Sheepy: Grif: *He enters. Speak of the Griflet* Sheepy: Grif: Wilbur. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: .... *wordlessly taking his leg off the counter* What do you want? Sheepy: Grif: I saw a woofwoof. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: ....... Thank you. Sheepy: Grif: Not the hot one. It's grey and has horns. It is large... yes. Sheepy: Grif: The hot one is also around. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: I'm never going outside again. Sheepy: Grif: The hot one is not in woofwoof form. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: I'm not going outside until the other is gone. Sheepy: Misyr: Eh? Marrok's a kind man. He gave me his wallet so I could pay for food. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: It has nothing to do with that. Don't worry about it. Sheepy: Misyr: Okay, okay. No problem. Arsé-kun: *Kay is still here, but he didn't come in. He's texting. Not important, clearly* Sheepy: Grif: He will probably not wander here. He is following a scent. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Okay, good. Sheepy: Grif: Well, I will continue hunting for more people. Good luck for when they come for coffee. It is acceptable to fight them if they are rude so long as no injuries occur. Jousting with a customer is okay... probably. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Thanks for the lecture, sir knight. Sheepy: Grif: Not a lecture. Just a suggestion. I believe in you... yes. Arsé-kun: Duncan: *trying to peer over the counter, failing mostly. he's too short* Grif! Grif! Hi! Sheepy: Grif: Hi, Duncan. Sheepy: Grif: The path is back so now I can work again. Wow. Arsé-kun: Duncan: You came back! Wow! Sheepy: Grif: Yes. I lived with Kay for a while. Arsé-kun: Duncan: You lived with Kay? Did you get married? Sheepy: Grif:....?! Sheepy: Grif: M-married...?! Arsé-kun: *Kay wordlessly covers his face with his free hand* Sheepy: Grif: P-pre-marital marriage...! Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Do you even know what "pre-marital" means, Griflet? Sheepy: Grif: Too early! Sheepy: Grif:....Probably. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: .... It means pre-marriage. You cannot be married before marriage. Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm...hmmm... Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Wilbur is very smart.... Sheepy: Grif: Does it come from your gut, too? Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Unlike you, I know how to read. Sheepy: Grif: No, no... Sheepy: Grif: I can read...some. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: I know how to read English. Sheepy: Grif: But, the... hm... Sheepy: Grif:.....Where did I learn that word? Sheepy: Grif: It comes from the gut... Arsé-kun: Yog: *From at least one orb* You most likely got it from Jaufre. Neither I or your father taught you that. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Jaufre cursed me... very cruel. Arsé-kun: Kay: You curse him by existing. Keep it up. Sheepy: Grif: Wow, really? Sheepy: Grif: Poor Jauf... Arsé-kun: Yog: He is not a fan of you having a similar face. He has established this before. Fortunately, I do not care. Sheepy: Grif: Hmm.. Maybe he stole my face? Just a thought. Arsé-kun: Yog: No. He most certainly came first. Sheepy: Grif: Yes... Sheepy: Grif: But I did it better... yes. Sheepy: Grif: ...probably. Arsé-kun: Kay: You did it better because you're not a bitch. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... thanks... Arsé-kun: Duncan: You didn' answer if you were married or not!! Sheepy: Grif: Urk! Sheepy: Grif: I did! Arsé-kun: *Kay looks elsewhere* Arsé-kun: Duncan: You said pre-marry marry! Sheepy: Grif: Uh... Sheepy: Grif: Hm... Sheepy: Grif: Well, if it's pre-marry marry, it's not marriage. Arsé-kun: *Kay absolutely fails the "dont think about marrying this punk" check, meanwhile. no rolling required* Sheepy: Grif: So we're not married. Probably. Arsé-kun: Yog: You're not. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: I know. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: ... Anyway. Grif, I hired Misyr to help out in here, so you'll be seeing him around more often. Sheepy: Grif: Purple guy is working here, huh. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Congratulations. Sheepy: Grif: Be nice to Wilbur and Duncan or I'll snap you in two. Okay? Sheepy: Misyr: You've got a lot of bark but not enough bite to back it up... Arsé-kun: Wilbur: I'd like to agree. Be nice to Duncan or I'll put you back in your place. Sheepy: Misyr: I'm not someone who goes around being mean to people, you know? Sheepy: Misyr: That's what being a demon king is all about. Being nice to others and being a good role model. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: ....... *siiigh* Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Final warning, be wary of the janitor. He's our uncle. I won't risk summoning him by referring to him by name. Sheepy: Misyr: Don't worry. I'll be careful. Thanks for the warning. Sheepy: *Kay receives a text from Aru!* Arsé-kun: *Kay checks* Sheepy: Aru: [text: to Kay] There's a wolf in our dorm room. Arsé-kun: Kay: [text: to Aru] Might've seen it earlier. Pic? Sheepy: *Aru sends a picture of a very large wolf with horns.* Sheepy: Aru: [text: to Kay] Should I be concerned? It seems to be waiting for something... Arsé-kun: Kay: ... *he finally properly enters the shoppe* Well, we know where the *airquotes* "woofwoof" is now. It's indoors. Sheepy: Grif: So the woofwoof is a student? Arsé-kun: Kay: Uh. *to Misyr* Old coot, what'd you call it? Sheepy: Misyr: Oh, we were accompanied by this guy who lent me money a while back. Sheepy: Misyr: Sir Marrok. Arsé-kun: Kay: Sir... Okay, thanks. Arsé-kun: Kay: [text: to Aru] Misyr says his name is Sir Marrok. Marok. Marock. idk. Arsé-kun: Kay: [text: to Aru] Is that a knight name? I expect you to know. Sheepy: Aru: [text: to Kay] Sir Marrok? He's not a very well known knight. He was turned into a wolf by his wife for seven years and became Arthur's pet. Arsé-kun: Kay: [text: to Aru] That dog gave a man a wallet, apparently. Doubting that's just a dog. Sheepy: Aru: [text: to Kay] Another version says that he was always a wolf, but was human when clothed, so his wife forced him to be a wolf for seven years by stealing his clothes! Sheepy: Aru: [text: to Kay] Well, wolves don't have horns. Arsé-kun: Kay: [text: to Aru] People don't stay alive when they're killed. Shit happens. Sheepy: Aru: [text: to Kay] The wolf- Sir Marrok, I guess...? is just sitting there, waiting. I think he sees me but isn't coming over because I'm hiding. Maybe he doesn't want to scare me? But approaching it seems like a bad idea. Arsé-kun: Kay: [text: to Aru] Let me ask the all knowing fuckorb. Arsé-kun: Yog: [text: interrupting the conversation somehow] The situation will be resolved in ~3 minutes. Arsé-kun: Kay: [text: to Aru] ಠ__ಠ Sheepy: Aru: [text: to Kay] How...? Arsé-kun: Kay: [text: to Aru] That's what I get for letting em fix my phone I guess. Sheepy: Aru: [text: to Kay] How did you do that?? Also, Arthur is in the bath but I guess he'll be done soon. Arsé-kun: Kay: [text: to Aru] I didn't do that. Orbass did that he damn self. Sheepy: Aru: [text: to Kay] I understand, but I'm not a fan! Arsé-kun: Kay: [text: to Aru] Me neither! Sheepy: Aru: [text: to Kay] Just a thought. Bedi is just as bad as Beddy about using up hot water, but Arthur is worse. When Arthur gets his body back, we'll all have to take cold showers... Arsé-kun: Kay: [text: to Aru] He can shower in the goddamn lockers or I'll throw a fit. Sheepy: Aru: [text: to Kay] Poor Arthur... Arsé-kun: *Speaking of Arthur! Here he is, drowsily floating through the wall, completely missing both The Wolf and Aru being tucked in a corner. perception 0* Sheepy: Aru:...! Sheepy: *She wants to call out to him but she's concerned about upsetting the wolf!* Sheepy: Marrok: *he yawns and scratches himself. soon his king will come* Arsé-kun: Arthur: ....? Arsé-kun: *Arthur looks around and spots Aru in the corner first* Sheepy: Aru:....!! Arsé-kun: Arthur: ?? Sheepy: *She points at the wolf slowly, trying not to make any sudden movements. the wolf is way too big to be a real wolf.* Arsé-kun: Arthur: ! !! Arsé-kun: Arthur: ?.... *he approaches the wolf* Excuse me. Sheepy: Marrok: ....? *He turns towards Arthur and looks over at him* ....! *His tail starts wagging quickly! He suddenly places his paws on Arthur's shoulders and licks his face!* Sheepy: Aru: A-Arthur?! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Sir, please..! *He starts ruffling Marrok's fur* Sheepy: *Marrok accidentally knocks him over from being too excited! Oops. He gives him an apologetic look before licking his face again* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Sir..! That tickles..! *he is trying very hard to keep his composure. He is failing at an astounding rate* Sheepy: *Marrok pauses and just tilts his head* Arsé-kun: *Arthur is given time to recover. He almost broke into laughter there for a moment. Phew.* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Good to see you too, Sir Marrok. *c:* Sheepy: *Marrok barks before turning his back to Arthur. There's a backpack on his back! Open it?* Arsé-kun: Arthur: ...? Arsé-kun: *Arthur easily unzips the bag. What this* Sheepy: *Inside is clothes and some snacks.* Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... ..... I see. Some things never change. Sheepy: *Aru is busy texting in the background* Sheepy: Marrok: *bark* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Yes, yes, I'll assist you. May I do something first, though? Sheepy: Marrok: ....? Arsé-kun: *Arthur, the once and future king, buries his face into Marrok's fur with a *POMPH*. He can FEEL this. Dogy.* Sheepy: *Aru snaps a pic quietly to send to Beddy and Primo* Sheepy: Marrok: *He patiently waits. He's happy that he's helping somehow* Arsé-kun: *It will be everywhere by the end of the evening. It will be Bors' phone wallpaper for a month.* Arsé-kun: Arthur: ....... Thank you. That's one of the first things I've truly been able to fully feel since.... Well, that doesn't matter. I will assist you. Sheepy: Marrok: ??? Arsé-kun: Arthur: I'll explain while I'm assisting you. Sheepy: Marrok: *woof!* Sheepy: *Marrok sits still* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Aru, I suggest you leave unless you intend to see a man undressed. Sheepy: Aru: I don't!! *she exits* Arsé-kun: *Aru gets a response text!* Arsé-kun: Bors: [text: to Aru] [Crylaugh emoji] NEW PHONE WALLPAPER THANK Sheepy: Aru: [text: to Bors] Apparently, that's Sir Marrok. Arsé-kun: Bors: [text: to Aru] I'd recognize those horns and that dogy anywhere! I didn't know he ws around! Lemme go tell LioLio! Sheepy: Marrok: *finally done clothing himself* I'm very happy to see you, woof! Arsé-kun: Arthur: As am I. Seeing any of you makes for a good day, but especially you. Sheepy: Marrok: Others are around? Cai will be happy to hear that, too, woof! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Merlin already dropped that Cai was around, but I haven't heard anything otherwise. Is he well? Sheepy: Marrok:? Sheepy: Marrok: Cai is well! I live with him, woof. He runs a gift shop in the tourism area of the castle... Sheepy: Marrok: The ghost who was bringing in some tourists left, woof. Sheepy: Marrok: Too bad, although I hear cleanup was hard... Arsé-kun: Arthur: Jaufre is here now. Shall I send him back? Sheepy: Marrok: You'd send Jaufre away just to potentially make money for Cai, woof? You're very kind! Arsé-kun: Arthur: At least for a visit or perhaps to assist. I'm sure Jaufre wouldn't mind. Sheepy: Marrok: It didn't affect very much. Arsé-kun: Arthur: It can't hurt to see. Sheepy: Marrok: Cai might be happy to see Jaufre, woof! And you! Arsé-kun: Arthur: He would be happy to see me? Sheepy: Marrok: Cai is your brother and most important knight, so he must be fond of you, woof. I'm happy to see you, so he will be too. Arsé-kun: Arthur: You're still so optimistic... Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... Oh, I should have you meet my descendant while you're here. Sheepy: Marrok: *He tilts his head, giving Arthur a confused look* Arsé-kun: Arthur: The girl who was here before. Sheepy: Marrok: The girl who was in the corner? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Yes, her. She carries Caliburn currently. Sheepy: Marrok: She looks just like Mordred, woof! I knew there was a connection! *His tail is wagging. He's so pleased with himself.* Arsé-kun: *Arthur does not comment on that* Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... I realize in hindsight she could have stayed put, and we could have gotten you dressed in another room. Whoops. Sheepy: Marrok: She seemed scared of me. Does she hate me? Arsé-kun: Arthur: She didn't know who you were, so she had reason to be wary. Sheepy: Marrok: I understand, woof! Stranger danger! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Aru, you can come back in! Sheepy: *Aru comes back in* Sheepy: Aru: He really is just a guy! Arsé-kun: Arthur: He is. Marrok, this is Aru. Aru, Sir Marrok. Sheepy: Aru: Nice to meet you! Sheepy: Marrok: Aru! Aru-thur! Arthur! I see. So that's how they do things now. Sheepy: Marrok: So if she pulled Caliburn... Arsé-kun: Arthur: Merlin was personally teaching her as well. Sheepy: Marrok: ...is she king now, woof? Are you retired? Arsé-kun: Arthur: I.... I suppose so? I haven't put much thought into it. Sheepy: Marrok: You finally get to retire... Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... That feels odd to think about. Sheepy: Marrok: Now you can enjoy life more! Arsé-kun: Arthur: The first step is to be alive. Sheepy: Marrok: You're dead? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Not exactly. Not in my body at the moment. Sheepy: Marrok:....? Good luck getting it back, woof! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Thank you. I'm depending on Merlin for that, unfortunately. Sheepy: Marrok: Although.... Sheepy: Marrok: Cai has a job because he needs money, woof. Arsé-kun: Arthur: When has he not been working? Is it possible for him to not work? Sheepy: Marrok: Won't you need it, too? Arsé-kun: Arthur: ..... I have not thought about it a single time. Sheepy: Marrok: I help people a lot and my wallet fills up, woof! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Feel free to donate when you can. Sheepy: Marrok: Merlin gave it to me. I would give you my wallet, but I just lent it to someone and had to rely on Cai for a while! Sheepy: Marrok: Cai was very mad when he found out. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I Wonder Why. Sheepy: Marrok: But I will donate, woof! If you ask Merlin, he might give you something similar... but maybe not? He might want you to go through trials for some reason. Wizard reasons, woof. Arsé-kun: Arthur: He's already doing quite enough. I think I would rather leave him be. Sheepy: Marrok: That's true! Merlin is very kind! Too kind. He stretches himself thinly and can never truly take a break. Sheepy: Marrok: I'm very worried about him, woof, but I don't know how to help... Arsé-kun: Arthur: I don't either. It took a massive effort just to get him to speak about a single problem he was having. Sheepy: Marrok: I want him to be selfish for a change, but I don't know how to tell him that, woof. Arsé-kun: *Aru gets a new text. One guess who it's from* Sheepy: *Aru checks it* Arsé-kun: Primo: [text: to Aru] Tell Marrok to please mind his business ;) Sheepy: Aru: Teacher said to mind your own business, Sir Marrok. Sheepy: Aru:....maybe jokingly? Sheepy: Marrok: Woof? Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... Is he listening in on us again? Sheepy: Aru: Uhuh! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Merlin, take a day off or so help me God. Sheepy: Marrok: I can even helo with hard labor, woof! I'm big and strong! Arsé-kun: Primo: [text: to Aru] I can't! I'd love to but please tell his Majesty I'm just too cool and busy and sexy to stop working~~ Sheepy: Aru: Teacher, um.... Sheepy: Aru:.....*She just shows her phone to Arthur* Arsé-kun: Arthur: ........ Arsé-kun: *Arthur places a hand on his forehead and just sighs* Arsé-kun: Arthur: I am going to behead that man. Sheepy: Marrok: I can carry big things! Sheepy: Marrok: So if Merlin needs to do that, I can help, woof. Arsé-kun: Primo: *suddenly just THERE* Here, I'm taking my break, are you happy now? Sheepy: Marrok: It's Merlin, woof! Arsé-kun: *Primo hugs Aru in return. Hello!* Arsé-kun: Primo: Hello again, Marrok. I do need to thank you for helping one of my grandchildren. Sheepy: Marrok: Purple guy was very nice. Sheepy: Marrok: I was helping him move back here with his boyfriend, woof. Sheepy: Marrok: So was my friend. Arsé-kun: Primo: Oh, they really are dating~ That's sweet. Sheepy: Marrok: Probably. Arsé-kun: *Arthur has seated himself and folds his hands, leaning on the table. Preparing to Speak...* Arsé-kun: Arthur: *ahem* Speaking of which.... Speaking of your grandson. Speaking of YOU. Arsé-kun: Primo: *oh no.* Sheepy: Aru:....! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Merlin, did you not recently tell your grandson to open up to others and accept help? The very thing you do not do? The very thing we had to force just to help you with a single situation, which you were too stubborn to do? That thing? Sheepy: Marrok: Merlin... very disappointing, woof... Arsé-kun: Primo: *clearly looking for a way out of this* Great talk sir! You're completely correct! However, please consider that I'm VERY busy and that I must be going! Sheepy: Aru: Teacher... Sheepy: Marrok: Merlin... Sheepy: Beddy: Merlin... Arsé-kun: *Primo jumps. When did YOU get here?!* Sheepy: *Beddy is right behind Primo* Arsé-kun: Primo: Did you follow me?? Sheepy: Beddy: I did, but I was distracted on the way by a worm. Arsé-kun: Primo: There is a time and place for these kinds of conversations, but a college dorm room not owned by any of us is not it! Sheepy: Marrok: Cai was involved and nobody invited me, woof? So sad, so sad, woof... Arsé-kun: Arthur: Not Cai. Kay. Aru's older brother. He's very similar, yet not, which is odd because he isn't related to Cai by blood. Sheepy: Beddy: Oh, by the way, hello, Art! *he waves from behind Primo* ...! I mean! My king!!! Arsé-kun: Arthur: I've already been informal once today. Hi, Beddy. Sheepy: Beddy:?! Arsé-kun: *merlin leans into frame to show Beddy the pictures of arthur with wolf marrok.* Sheepy: Beddy: ....?!?!?! Arsé-kun: Arthur: ....... Am I missing something? Sheepy: Beddy: You didn't miss it, no. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ? Sheepy: Beddy: It's you burying your face in Marrok's fur. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ?!?! Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 5 Arsé-kun: *Arthur looks away, clearly embarrassed* Sheepy: Aru: Sorry, I sent it to Bors because I didn't know if he knew Marrok was around. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I am never going to hear the end of it from him. Sheepy: Beddy: Oh, Bors can't keep secrets. Sheepy: Aru:...Huh? Arsé-kun: *Primo checks his phone* Arsé-kun: Primo: Oh, I've just been sent the offending image with a single laughing emoji. Sheepy: Aru: Oh no... Sheepy: Aru: I didn't know. Arsé-kun: Primo: And away it goes, to uncharted lands. I won't be apologizing. Sheepy: Aru: Huh? Arsé-kun: Arthur: We're going back to the original subject. Sheepy: Aru: Teacher nearly wriggled away! Arsé-kun: Primo: I already said this wasn't the place for this conversation! Sheepy: Aru: Is that not it, then? Sheepy: Beddy: *he wraps an arm around Primo's shoulders* Arsé-kun: Primo: ..... Sheepy: Beddy: Thank you for having us. We'll take a seat, then. Arsé-kun: Primo: .............. Arsé-kun: *Primo looks defeated, dramatic shading covering his eyes and all.* Sheepy: Beddy: Thank you, Merlin. Just bear with us for a little while longer, okay? I don't think it's possible to run away from this. Arsé-kun: Merlin: If he does, I can tell the other twelve~ Sheepy: Marrok: And division of labor is necessary to have a successful environment, right? So maybe some stuff can be passed to others, woof. Arsé-kun: Primo: Not that. Sheepy: Marrok: Woof... Arsé-kun: Primo: The smaller jobs? Sure, probably, but who knows when they'll get done! My main job? No chance in hell. Sheepy: Marrok: I understand. Sheepy: Marrok: Cai passed the smaller jobs onto others, but he had an important job no one else could do. Arsé-kun: Primo: Keeping track of individuals to prevent a repeat of Misyr's situation while maintaining the paths is not something I trust others with. Sheepy: Marrok: Woof... That makes sense... Arsé-kun: Primo: If there is an easier way to do it, I haven't figured it out yet. Sheepy: Marrok: Well, if you ever need someone to grab groceries or clean your house... Arsé-kun: Primo: I've got Bedwyr but thank you! Sheepy: Marrok: Woof! I'm glad you aren't shouldering everything, then! Sheepy: Marrok: But with little tasks that aren't too important, all of us could help. Arsé-kun: Primo: *biting back a rude comment* Maybe. Sheepy: Marrok: You helped us so much in the court. We're friends, and friends help each other, woof. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Bedwyr, please make sure Merlin does not continue with this excessive working. Sheepy: Beddy: I'll do my best...! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Speaking of unnecessary things. Beddy, is all that necessary? Sheepy: Beddy: Of course! Sheepy: Beddy: My eyes are very dangerous... Arsé-kun: Arthur: And the rest of it?? Sheepy: Beddy:..... Sheepy: Beddy: Well, no need for anyone to see it. Arsé-kun: Primo: I'll make a deal with you! Sheepy: Beddy: Me? Arsé-kun: Primo: You! Arsé-kun: Primo: I'll take the rest of the day off, excluding one last check, and you take that stupid mask off. Sheepy: Beddy: ....?!? Sheepy: Beddy:..... Sheepy: Beddy: Do you promise? Arsé-kun: Primo: *taking out Seir* And I gotta do my check anyway. Yes. Sheepy: Beddy:...... Sheepy: Beddy:...............I-I have to... Arsé-kun: *Primo brings up several maps and menus and starts looking over a globe model. Merlin starts watching over his shoulder* Sheepy: *Beddy hesitantly removes the facemask. It's clearly a struggle for him. ... He quickly removes the sunglasses and hood, too, once the facemask is off* Arsé-kun: Primo: Atta boy. Your eyes are only dangerous when you want them to be, signed, the guy who definitely knows that. Sheepy: Beddy: Ghk... Sheepy: Marrok:...Ah! Arsé-kun: *Arthur is pleased* Sheepy: Marrok: It's the pretty mopey guy!! Sometimes he'd cry when he was all alone and bury his face in my fur fo try to calm down! I'm a good tissue, woof! Arsé-kun: Primo: Wow, I'm so glad you don't know any of my personal business! Sheepy: Marrok: Woof? Sheepy: Beddy: Ugh... Arsé-kun: Primo: You keep secrets as well as Bors does! Sheepy: Marrok: That was a secret? Arsé-kun: Primo: It sounds pretty personal! Sheepy: Marrok: Tears should not be secret, woof. Share them with a wolf! Sheepy: Marrok: We make good tissues! Arsé-kun: Primo: Not all canines do... Arsé-kun: Yog: *spotting an opportunity to be a Shit* You would know! Arsé-kun: Primo: Seir, I swear to a God higher than you, shut up. Sheepy: Marrok: Did you have issues with some wolves? That's okay, woof. Sheepy: Marrok: When the king had problems with them, I grabbed their necks with my teeth and shook very quickly. And then the problem was gone. Arsé-kun: Primo: Not wolves exactly, but yes. It's how I met this guy. *he pats Seir* Sheepy: Marrok: I see, woof! Arsé-kun: Yog: At this point, I will not go into detail on this specific incident, but I will warn against time travel in any capacity. The results are not worth it. Sheepy: Marrok: Why time travel? Arsé-kun: Yog: That is how the Hounds of Tindalos find prey. They have a 99.9% kill rate. Sheepy: Marrok: Time travel doesn't seem like a useful tool, woof. I'd rather have the ability to quickly get to the food store! Or to be able to help people better, woof. Maybe both? Time travel wouldn't be very good for that. Arsé-kun: Yog: It is not worth it for any reason. Sheepy: Marrok: Yes, woof! No need for it! Arsé-kun: Primo: Feeling judged right about now. Sheepy: Marrok: Woof... To each their own... Arsé-kun: Primo: Aru, 14, I hope you both were listening. Don't do it. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Gramps, I gotta know what you did. Arsé-kun: Primo: I went back an hour or so and attracted a predator that kills time travelers. Nobody won. Sheepy: Aru: Teacher... you're okay now, aren't you? Arsé-kun: Primo: Absolutely. It was well over a few hundred years ago! Sheepy: Aru: So long ago...!! Arsé-kun: Primo: Mistakes were made. Sheepy: Aru: I won't copy them! Arsé-kun: Primo: If you'd like to see one, Myrrdin somehow accomplished adopting one. Arsé-kun: Yog: I don't understand either. By all accounts, it shouldn't have been possible. Sheepy: Aru: Really...? Sheepy: Aru: I do! Sheepy: Aru: With how shy he is, that's a surprise! Arsé-kun: Yog: They may be called Hounds, but you'll be disappointed if you expect a canine. Here. Let me get a picture. Sheepy: Aru: They aren't dogs? Arsé-kun: Yog: Not exactly. They have four legs and a head. That's where the similarities end in most cases. Sheepy: Aru:....? Arsé-kun: *Background noise from Yog's end. He's up to Something.* Arsé-kun: Yog: *muffled slightly* yurt, geb y'ah. Arsé-kun: [TL: yes, here i (am). (hello is implied)] Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh, I got somethin' to show you. Here. Hold this. Sheepy: Beddy:...? Arsé-kun: *Beddy is handed Fou. Fou bites Merlin.* Sheepy: Beddy: A-ah...! *His face lights up upon seeing Fou* Arsé-kun: Fou: ? ?? *peep* Sheepy: *Aru snaps a pic. Beddy doesn't notice* Arsé-kun: *Arthur leans over her shoulder to take another picture* Sheepy: *Beddy is gently petting Fou. cute...* Arsé-kun: *Fou headbutts Beddy's hand. Approved* Arsé-kun: *Yog is still presumably being smothered by Hounds on his end. Yog Sothoth is dead, oh my god* Arsé-kun: Kay: *nat 20 stealth check, just suddenly there without fanfare* That thing's not gonna get bigger, right? Sheepy: Beddy:....I thought Cai killed it? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Didn't we have that conversation in front of you? No. He smuggled it back into Camelot when he came back. Sheepy: Beddy: Oh, yes... Sheepy: Beddy:...Sorry. I knew that. Arsé-kun: Kay: Question remaining unanswered. Also, can you fucks tell me when you guys decide to have round table meetings in my dorm? Sheepy: Beddy: No. I didn't know until now. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Denied. Sheepy: Aru: Kay! The dog is human now. Arsé-kun: Kay: Okay. That's the least weird thing this week. Sheepy: Marrok: It's not weird, woof. If you're born under specific positions of celestial bodies, you'll become a wolf. Arsé-kun: Kay: I got to watch Grif's dad shove the janitor into the pool. That's so normal in comparison. Sheepy: Marrok: Woof? Arsé-kun: Fou: Wof? Sheepy: Marrok: I know them not, woof... Sheepy: Marrok:....You are like Cai in vibes! Arsé-kun: Kay: Thanks. Sheepy: Beddy: He almost single-handedly kept the court running... Arsé-kun: Kay: Wow. A me but competent. Arsé-kun: Yog: I've returned. I will post the Hounds when Merlin is finished working. Sheepy: Beddy: I think you're kind and competent... Arsé-kun: Yog: Affirmative. Arsé-kun: Kay: :V ?! Sheepy: Beddy: After all, you helped Merlin despite barely knowing him. Sheepy: Beddy: I know it's hard not to look down upon yourself once you start, but... Sheepy: Beddy:...No. It would be hypocritical for me to give advice on this topic. Sorry. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Please continue that sentence. Sheepy: Beddy: It drains away your quality of life. Please be kinder to yourself. It's okay to take it slow, too. One step at a time. Arsé-kun: Primo: You'd better take that advice too, Bedwyr. *he glances up from Seir* "No" isn't an answer. Sheepy: Beddy: I try... Sheepy: Beddy: But it's hard. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I think you're succeeding. Sheepy: Beddy:...Th-thank you. Arsé-kun: *Kay looks at Beddy and then moves on. There's nothing weird here.* Arsé-kun: Primo: ... Okay, done! Break time! Am I free to go now? Sheepy: Beddy: Oh, we're going? Where? Arsé-kun: Primo: I think I have an idea but I won't be sharing! Sheepy: Beddy:...? Sheepy: *Beddy tilts his head in confusion. cute* Arsé-kun: *Now that Yog has his menu back, he can put up video feed of him, in human form for convenience and not hurting eyes, getting just completely smothered by Hounds of Tindalos. Puppies, except not, except yes, except* Sheepy: Aru: Triangles!! Arsé-kun: Yog: Triangles. Sheepy: Aru: They're... weirdly cute! Arsé-kun: *One Hound licks the camera. What this. What this. I take this now* Sheepy: Aru:?! Arsé-kun: *The feed cuts off there* Arsé-kun: Yog: It took several hours getting that back. Sheepy: Aru: Time travels so quickly for you... Arsé-kun: Yog: Sometimes! Arsé-kun: Arthur: *from next to Marrok, definitely not petting Marrok's head. Definitely not.* Merlin, you're permitted to leave. Thank you for the honesty for once. Sheepy: *Marrok is happy because he's getting attention!* Arsé-kun: *Merlin jokingly mimes leaving. Kay throws a tissue box at him* Sheepy: Beddy: Thank you, Merlin. Arsé-kun: Primo: It won't happen again. Hated every second of it! Arsé-kun: Primo: ... Sheepy: Beddy:...... Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... Great work, court mage. Arsé-kun: Arthur: How do I say... Arsé-kun: Kay: *cutting in* Absolutely terrible job, super shit. Sheepy: Aru: Kay!! Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... Yes, that works, thank you. Arsé-kun: *Kay Smugs* Sheepy: Aru:?! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Horrible job, Merlin, look what you've done. Arsé-kun: *Fou leans over from Beddy and bites Primo's sleeve. 0 dmg* Sheepy: Marrok: Terrible, woof! Arsé-kun: Primo: I don't need to take this from you! Here, take this! *he plops Fou into Marrok's hands. Fou makes a Noise™* Arsé-kun: Fou: Mroof! Sheepy: Marrok: Woof! It's you! Arsé-kun: *Fou sniffs Marrok. Tail shoots up* Sheepy: Marrok:....? Arsé-kun: Fou: Mrow? Meow? Sheepy: Marrok: You look a little like Cath Palug! Sheepy: Beddy: I forgot to bring Baby so Art could meet him... Arsé-kun: Fou: Prrp? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Always next time, Beddy. Sheepy: Beddy: Yes... Arsé-kun: *Primo has pulled out a map and is writing on it. No explanation for this.* Sheepy: Beddy: Merlin, let's visit again soon so I can show our king Baby. Arsé-kun: Primo: Sure. Sheepy: Beddy:....? Arsé-kun: Yog: Are you aware that creature thinks with the cadence of a young victorian child that has lost their family from the influenza, but in an australian accept? Sheepy: Beddy: ......B-Baby.... Sheepy: Beddy:....thinks? Arsé-kun: *Yog promptly hangs up* Sheepy: Beddy:........ Arsé-kun: Primo: ............ What have you done Sheepy: Beddy: Koalas are entirely smooth brained creatures abd have the smallest brain to body mass ratio of any mammal... Sheepy: Beddy:...Did reading to him, hugging him, and brushing him every day make him grow wrinkles in his brain? Arsé-kun: Primo: Seir, pick back up immediately. Explain this please. Sheepy: Beddy: Does this mean that Baby could hate me and I never knew it? Sheepy: Beddy:...Did one of the other Merlins feed him something weird when we weren't looking? Arsé-kun: Primo: Did he get into the trash?? Sheepy: Beddy: I hope not... Arsé-kun: Primo: If Mint caused it, he'd be studying Baby. It wasn't him. Sheepy: Beddy: I hope Baby is okay. They were designed to not use brain power for a reason...! ... Ah, you're right!! Sheepy: Beddy: And Misyr loves playing pranks, but he doesn't show up at all, it seems! Sheepy: Beddy: So it's not him, eiher... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Grampa Morne and Malleus wouldn't bother. Arsé-kun: Arthur: *What the hell is a Koala.* Arsé-kun: Kay: Can you old coots get out of my dorm. Sheepy: Beddy: Right, I'll leave with Merlin. Arsé-kun: Primo: I've got just the place. You'll enjoy it! Arsé-kun: Primo: .... After a few minutes! Arsé-kun: Primo: Here, you'll need this on your quest! *he shoves the map into Beddy's hands* Sheepy: Beddy: Thank you... but you'll enjoy yourself too, won't you? Arsé-kun: Primo: I will! I know exactly what I'm going to do! Sheepy: Beddy: I see! Well, have fun, then. Sheepy: Beddy: See you later, Art. Arsé-kun: Arthur: See you, Beddy. Have fun. Sheepy: Beddy: Thank you...! Arsé-kun: Primo: Okay, we're going! Adios! Hasta la bye bye! Pip pip and all that! Sheepy: *Beddy waves goodbye to the group* Arsé-kun: *Primo and Beddy teleport out of scene* Sheepy: Beddy:.....? Arsé-kun: Primo: Well, I'm not just gonna put us in the middle of the street! Sheepy: Beddy: Where is this...? Arsé-kun: Primo: The castle's about fifty miles that way! *he points, disturbing a pile of trash. primo is attacked by an empty cardboard box. 0 dmg* Sheepy: Beddy: Ah.... It looks so different... Arsé-kun: Primo: It does. It's odd to look at, but enough of that! You have a map for a reason! Sheepy: Beddy: I'll follow it, for you. Arsé-kun: Primo: You'd better! I'll find out if you don't! Sheepy: Beddy: People won't stare, people won't stare, people won't stare... Arsé-kun: Primo: Why would they? You're just another tourist. Sheepy: Beddy: Urk..... because I look weird... Arsé-kun: Primo: You look fine. If anyone's gonna get stared at, it's me. Sheepy: Beddy: You aren't weird Arsé-kun: Primo: If you say so! I'm gonna be parting tourists from their wallets and getting in trouble for it again, so don't you worry about a thing~ Arsé-kun: *he means doing magic tricks for tips. it is not approved of.* Sheepy: Beddy: Stay safe. Arsé-kun: Primo: You too. Sheepy: Beddy: Thank you... *He begins following the map... and using it as a way to hide his face.* Arsé-kun: *Nobody cares. Really. Nobody cares. This is the power of being a tourist in a tourist heavy location* Sheepy: Beddy: Where am I going... Arsé-kun: *The map leads to a little shop on the street corner. It's circled several times and labelled "Trust me on this :)"* Sheepy: *Beddy enters the shop nervously. What's inside...?* Arsé-kun: *A little bell attached to the door rings as he enters. It's an antique shop. Lots of everything, everywhere.* Sheepy: Beddy: Antiques... Sheepy: *Beddy starts looking at them* Sheepy: Beddy:....It must be something here that he's promising will excite me... Sheepy: Beddy:....But how can I trust the authenticity of any of this? Arsé-kun: *The shopkeeper drags themselves out of a backroom, rubbing their eyes. A customer.... For once...* Sheepy: *Beddy doesn't turn to look at them, instead focusing on the antiques.* Arsé-kun: *The shopkeeper sits down behind the register, still not fully awake. The bell woke him up.* Sheepy: Beddy: I'm really no expert... but if I don't find it, he'll find out... Arsé-kun: shopkeep: *stifling a yawn* Who sent ya? Sheepy: Beddy: Ah... a close companion of mine. He sent me here with little more than just a "trust me"... *He starts to face the shopkeep before hiding his face with the map* Arsé-kun: *The shopkeep groans* Sheepy: Beddy: Did I go the wrong way...? I wouldn't, would I? Arsé-kun: shopkeep: great. did the damn magician send you? Sheepy: Beddy: H-how did you know? ... Maybe Merlin sends many people here... Arsé-kun: shopkeep: ....... You know his name. Sheepy: Beddy:....maybe he gets a cut? Arsé-kun: shopkeep: You know his damn name. Hold on. Sheepy: Beddy: Ah? Of course I do. We've been living with each other for a long time... Arsé-kun: shopkeep: ..... *well, now he's awake* Arsé-kun: shopkeep: That damn wizard sent me an entire letter this morning with nothing but a calligraphed wink emote. Arsé-kun: shopkeep: Wax seal and all. I'm gonna kill him. This better be damn important. Sheepy: Beddy: That sounds like something he would do. Please allow me to apologize on his behalf for him bothering you. *He bows some* ... Very sorry! Arsé-kun: shopkeep: Don't bother. He's always like this. Arsé-kun: shopkeep: But you... ... Do I know you? Sheepy: Beddy: *He puts the map away* He can be a struggle sometimes... ... Ah. I don't think you would. I've never been here before.... *He lifts his head from the bow* Arsé-kun: *Beddy and the shopkeeper make eye contact. It's uncomfortable for a moment* Sheepy: Beddy:....... Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 19 Arsé-kun: shopkeep: ........ Oh, there's no way in hell you're who I think you are. Sheepy rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 18 Sheepy: Beddy:....Cai? Arsé-kun: Cai: Bedwyr?? Sheepy: Beddy: ?! It is you...! Arsé-kun: Cai: ?! Arsé-kun: *Cai climbs over the counter to approach Beddy* Sheepy: *Cai gets tacklehugged by Beddy!* Arsé-kun: Cai: You're still here.... It's really you? it's really, really you..?? Sheepy: Beddy: It is...! I'm still around! Arsé-kun: Cai: What the fuck happened to your voice? I almost didn't recognize you! Sheepy: Beddy: D-did it change that much...?! Arsé-kun: Cai: I can't place that accent for shit! Sheepy: Beddy: W-well, I assumed my accent from back then didn't really change... Sheepy: Beddy:....But maybe it did when I was living down under...? Arsé-kun: Cai: You lived in goddamn kangaroo land?! Sheepy: Beddy: Ummm... Sheepy: Beddy:..... Sheepy: Beddy: I went on a boat because it seemed fun... Arsé-kun: Cai: .... That's... So like you. Sheepy: Beddy: It was a boat to transport criminals to Australia. Arsé-kun: Cai: ...... Bedwyr. Did you ever use your brain? At any point? Sheepy: Beddy: Of course! Sheepy: Beddy: "It must be better than living here!" Arsé-kun: Cai: In the most affectionate way possible, I goddamn doubt it. Arsé-kun: Cai: .... But okay, hold on. Sheepy: Beddy: Yes? Arsé-kun: Cai: Prove it's really, really you. Somethin' nobody else knows. Arsé-kun: Cai: I wanna trust you so damn much, but fucking... Merlin... Sheepy: Beddy: Why would someone impersonate me...? .... Arsé-kun: Cai: Who goddamn knows. Sheepy: *Beddy spreads out his wings! They're big and pretty.* Arsé-kun: Cai: That's what I was looking for! It IS you! Sheepy: Beddy: I guessed right?! Arsé-kun: Cai: On the money! Come here, you! Arsé-kun: *Cai hugs Beddy tightly enough to pick him up off the ground.* Sheepy: Beddy: !!!! Sheepy: Beddy: I'm so happy to se you again!! *He hugs Cai back* Arsé-kun: *Beddy's arm bumps Something mid-hug.* Sheepy: *Beddy gently touches it with his left hand. what this* Arsé-kun: *It's... feathery! Cai jumps slightly upon it being touched* Sheepy: Beddy:???? Arsé-kun: Cai: How would you like it if I did that to you, huh?? *he lightly grabs one of Beddy's wings* How do you like that shit? Sheepy: Beddy: Well, umm.. Sheepy: Beddy: It'd be okay, because it's you. Arsé-kun: Cai: Missing the point as always. Arsé-kun: *Cai lets go and finally puts Beddy down* Sheepy: Beddy: You did ask...! Arsé-kun: Cai: I did. Anyway, don't grab those. Sheepy: *Beddy's tail is swishing. For once, he's not hiding it! Because it's Cai* Sheepy: Beddy: Very sorry... Sheepy: Beddy: Why do you have those...? Arsé-kun: Cai: Now. Why would I? Sheepy: Beddy:...... Sheepy: Beddy: Cai has been cursed to be a monster... Arsé-kun: Cai: No! Sheepy: Beddy: But you never will be in my eyes! Arsé-kun: Cai: Beddy, I love you too, but please use your brain! Sheepy: Beddy: ..... Sheepy: Beddy: Cai... Arsé-kun: Cai: ..... Well, on the bright side, I can't die a second time. Sheepy: Beddy: Do they hurt? I heard all of the angels fell... Arsé-kun: Cai: Oh, I bailed long before that. Why stay put when I couldn't even fly? It stunk. Sheepy: Beddy: You can't fly??? Sheepy: Beddy: But you can do anything, it seems like... Arsé-kun: Cai: Too damn small. And of course, Marrok had to follow me. Sheepy: Beddy: I see... Arsé-kun: Cai: Enough about me. Who else is around?? Other than Wart and the fucking magician. Sheepy: Beddy: Bors is around. We talk frequently. Arsé-kun: Cai: Why the hell is he alive? Sheepy: Beddy: Lionel swore that Bors would not die from any other source. Sheepy: Beddy: They made up. Sheepy: Beddy: Lionel will not kill Bors no matter how much he desires death. Sheepy: Beddy: Jaufre isn't alive but he is around in the form of a ghost-like entity. Despite being serious and scary, we both know that he tends to be silly around Art because he's happy that Art is there... Sheepy: Beddy:...So of course the perfect babysitter for Jaufre is Art... Arsé-kun: Cai: Typical. Sheepy: Beddy: Oh, yes. Sheepy: Beddy: The older brother of the one who Merlin has been training is named after you. Arsé-kun: Cai: .... Jaufre's? Or Wart's? Sheepy: Beddy: Art's. Arsé-kun: Cai: How shit on does the guy get? heepy: Beddy: Kay seems to have lived a life of that... Arsé-kun: Cai: Sucks to be him. Sheepy: Beddy: He looks and acts like you... and Merlin excluded just him when it came to training. Arsé-kun: Cai: How....? I'm not related to Wart by blood. Unless the title of "Sir Get Shit On" gets passed down? Sheepy: Beddy: I think you two would get along! Sheepy: Beddy: It's pure coincidence. Sheepy: Beddy: That's what I tell myself, anyway. Arsé-kun: Cai: Yeah, okay. Who else is around? Lancelot, I bet? Sheepy: Beddy: Ah... he's... "around". Arsé-kun: Cai: What's that supposed to mean? Sheepy: Beddy: He let himself be reincarnated. Arsé-kun: Cai: So no? Sheepy: Beddy: His soul was split into two, for whatever reason... Sheepy: Beddy: It's not really him, though. Arsé-kun: Cai: So he can fuck more bitches, presumably. Whore. Sheepy: Beddy: Ahaha, maybe. Arsé-kun: Cai: ... Man, what're we standing around here for? If you're not gonna buy anything, we can talk in the back. Sheepy: Beddy: Really? You would let me in the back? Arsé-kun: Cai: Why not? Sheepy: Beddy: Good point! Arsé-kun: Cai: If you get smothered to death, it's not my fault. Sheepy: Beddy: Smothered...? Arsé-kun: *Cai explains nothing.* Sheepy: *Beddy tilts his head and follows Cai into the back* Arsé-kun: *Boxes and dusty furniture. Even the cleaning implements are dusty. Hell on earth* Sheepy: Beddy: It's so dusty... Arsé-kun: Cai: It's awful. I cleaned this yesterday. Sheepy: Beddy:....Huh? Sheepy: Beddy: What...? Arsé-kun: Cai: You deaf in your old age? Did you get dust in your ears? Sheepy: Beddy: *He just stares at Cai. staaaare* Arsé-kun: Cai: What?! Sheepy: Beddy: Did you really clean this yesterday? Arsé-kun: Cai: Do you take me as a liar? Sheepy: Beddy: I don't, but everyone has their little lies... Arsé-kun: Cai: I cleaned this yesterday. I hate it here. Sheepy: Beddy:????? Arsé-kun: Cai: If we're gonna play twenty goddamn questions, did you brush your damn hair? Sheepy: Beddy:....... Sheepy: Beddy: I trust that you cleaned it... Arsé-kun: Cai: Answer the question or so help me god Sheepy: Beddy: Well, nobody was going to see it... Arsé-kun: Cai: ...... I trust you didn't. Sheepy: Beddy: You see through me very well... nothing has changed... Sheepy: Beddy: Your wit is as sharp as ever! Arsé-kun: Cai: ...... We're dealing with that. Sit your ass down somewhere. Sheepy: Beddy: Yes... *He sits down on the sofa* Arsé-kun: Cai: .... .... *he goes to find a hairbrush* Arsé-kun: *Beddy, this couch you sat on... It's awfully... Furry* Sheepy: Beddy:....??? Strange choice for furniture... Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 1 Arsé-kun: *The couch abruptly stands up and stretches, displacing Beddy* Sheepy: Beddy: Ugh?! Sheepy: Beddy: I-it's moving?! Arsé-kun: *The couch considers Beddy, and then lays down on top of him. Staaaare.* Sheepy: Beddy:?!?!! Arsé-kun: *and purrs. Sir, that is a cat* Sheepy: Beddy: B...big cat...!!! Arsé-kun: *Cath Palug headbutts him. Affectionate... When the cat isn't the size of a couch* Sheepy: Beddy: Ah....!!! Arsé-kun: Cath: *purr, purrr, purrrrrrrrr* Sheepy: Beddy: *He hesitantly pets Cath, knowing that there's nothing he can do about his situation* Arsé-kun: *There is nothing he can do. cat purr machine active* Sheepy: Beddy: I met a descendent of yours. He's tiny... *pet, pet* Arsé-kun: Cath: *purrrrrr* Sheepy: Beddy: You seem happy. I'm glad Cai is taking good care of you. Arsé-kun: Cai: You didn't get smothered. Sheepy: Beddy: I almost did. Arsé-kun: Cai: Perish by my hand. Arsé-kun: *Cai sits down and starts brushing Beddy's hair* Sheepy: Beddy: Aha, it's nice. Why would I perish? Arsé-kun: Cai: Joke. Noun. Sheepy: Beddy: R-right... a joke, ahaha. Arsé-kun: Cai: One day you'll stop being awkward. Sheepy: Beddy: It's a defining character trait of mine. Arsé-kun: Cai: Still? Ain't you heard of character development? Sheepy: Beddy: Of course... I don't wear a helmet around Merlin, either. I have expanded my horizons of people who may see my face. Arsé-kun: Cai: To what? Three? Sheepy: Beddy:....Urk. How did you know? Sheepy: Beddy: It's actually more like... 15...? Arsé-kun: Cai: That's a new high score. You did it. You broke double digits. Sheepy: Beddy: Well, it's you... Sheepy: Beddy:...Merlin, his descendents, and Aru. Arsé-kun: Cai: How many does Merlin have?? Are they all immortal cunts like he is? Sheepy: Beddy: Most recent one is the 14th Merlin. They're all immortal, yes. Arsé-kun: Cai: Jesus christ. Arsé-kun: *The bell from the front door dings! Cai doesn't move* Sheepy: Beddy: A customer? Arsé-kun: Primo: No. Sheepy: Beddy: Merlin, you decided to come over, too? Arsé-kun: Primo: I may as well~ Arsé-kun: *Cai's turn to stare* Sheepy: Beddy: I understand! It's nice here. Arsé-kun: *Primo seats himself next to Beddy and starts petting Cath Palug. purr, purr* Sheepy: Beddy: Fou is so tiny in comparison. Arsé-kun: Cai: ? Sheepy: Beddy: Fou is a descendent of Cath Palug. Sheepy: Beddy: His owner is someone who shares the same name as me. Sheepy: Beddy: I wasn't aware it was such a popular name. Arsé-kun: Primo: As kid Kay likes to say, "Coincidence isn't real". Sheepy: Beddy: They have to be, right? Sheepy: Beddy: After all, Aru acts nothing like Mordred, but she's a spitting image of him... Arsé-kun: Primo: Anyway, here's a picture. *he shows Cai a pic of Fou* Arsé-kun: Cai: ....... It's so..... SMALL. Sheepy: Beddy: Yes. Apparently, it likes kicking and biting the 14th Merlin. Sheepy: Beddy: I got to hold and pet him earlier... he's very soft. Sheepy: Beddy: I think he's very sweet! Sheepy: Beddy: ...but not as sweet as Baby. Arsé-kun: Primo: Who I'm slightly concerned about, if Seir wasn't just messing with us. Sheepy: Beddy: Does he really think? Arsé-kun: Primo: No idea. I'd rather he didn't. Sheepy: Beddy: What could a koala possibly do with deep thoughts? Arsé-kun: Primo: Maybe get a wider diet. I don't know. I never had to consider a koala with intelligence before. Arsé-kun: Cai: *squinting. wh at.* Sheepy: Beddy: Hmmm... Sheepy: Beddy: Oh, Cai, you know about koalas, don't you? Arsé-kun: Cai: I know what a koala is. Sheepy: Beddy: They have entirely smooth brains! Sheepy: Beddy: Baby wouldn't eat anything other than plant matter, I think, if his diet was broadened. Arsé-kun: Cai: Same kind of brain as Jaufre. Sheepy: Beddy: Poor Jaufre. Does he really? Sheepy: Beddy: Our strategist had no processing power? Arsé-kun: Cai: He ain't here to defend himself. I get'ta call him a dumbass without repercussion. Arsé-kun: Cai: ... But c'mon. Do you think I woulda let him stay advisor if he was ACTUALLY a dumbass? Sheepy: Beddy: Well... Sheepy: Beddy: He didn't even notice there was drama going on between Art and Morgan Le Fay... Sheepy: Beddy: Despite her regularly being a thorn in the entire Round Table's side. Arsé-kun: Cai: Social dumbass. Sheepy: Beddy: Exactly it! Arsé-kun: *the wizard is texting. magical* Sheepy: Beddy: The bird you don't like is around. Arsé-kun: Cai: God. No. Fuck. Why? Sheepy: Beddy: It's learned to talk. Arsé-kun: Cai: I never wanna see that damn bird again, thanks so much. Arsé-kun: *The front door bell rings. Cai stops and stares. Primo stops texting and stares. Cath Palug* Sheepy: Beddy: Customers? Arsé-kun: Primo: ...... Only if they buy something. Arsé-kun: Primo: ................ 14, you fool... Sheepy: Beddy: Aahhh.... them... Arsé-kun: Primo: See, this is why I gotta keep watch. So I can stop them from doing dumb things like that. Great. Hopefully it's just him. Sheepy: Beddy: I taste frustration. It's not just him. Arsé-kun: Primo: Seems that way. Sorry, Cai, we got followed it seems! Arsé-kun: Cai: ..... I don't care if it means I get paid. Arsé-kun: *he says, he cares a lot* Sheepy: Beddy: Should I pay you...? Arsé-kun: Cai: No. Sheepy: Beddy: Too bad... Sheepy: Jauf: *From the front room* Cai!!! I have arrived alongside our king! Do not hide from me! It has never worked in the past! Arsé-kun: Cai: ................. Arsé-kun: Cai: Who invited you?! Sheepy: Jauf: I did! I invited our king, too! Sheepy: Beddy:....Sorry on his behalf. Arsé-kun: Cai: ... It's fine. I'll fight him about it later. Arsé-kun: Cai: I'm coming out there! Someone better buy something or so help me god! Sheepy: Beddy: I wonder if they can buy anything...? Arsé-kun: *Cai walks out and settles back down behind the register. What's going on out here?* Arsé-kun: Merlin: *sitting on the floor* Aru.... Lesson.... Make sure, make sure you check distance before you commit to a teleport. This was a mistake... Sheepy: Aru: M-Merlin...!! Sheepy: Bedi: Maybe trail mix would help... Sheepy: Jauf: Cai! You've come to face me! Arsé-kun: Cai: You look like shit. Sheepy: Jauf: Ahahaha! You've never looked better! Arsé-kun: Cai: Thanks. One day you'll figure out insults. Sheepy: Jauf: I have only praise for you, my friend! When I don't, it's time to fight! Sheepy: Aru: *She looks up from Merlin and over at Cai.* ...Oh! Arsé-kun: Cai: .... Wart's brat, aren't you? Sheepy: Aru: You must be Sir Cai! My name is Aru. It's nice to meet you! *She flashes him a big smile* I've always been a big fan of yours! Arsé-kun: Cai: .... That's a first. Shouldn't you have better taste in men? Sheepy: Aru: Well, from all of the stories I've heard, you worked the hardest out of anyone but received very little appreciation... Arsé-kun: *Cai, like anyone else that encounters Aru, gets run over by the Nat 20 Charisma Stat. There are no counters* Sheepy: Aru: Uncle Beddy especially loves telling stories about you. Arsé-kun: Cai: Bedwyr.... Arsé-kun: Cai: ... Yeah, that makes sense. Sheepy: Aru: You're really similar to my older brother. His name is Kay, too. Arsé-kun: Kay: *off to the side, feeling inadequate and watching this* Sheepy: Jauf: Our king is here, too. Arsé-kun: Cai: What, is he being some sorta coward? It's just me. Sheepy: Jauf: Eh... Sheepy: Jauf: Well, it's because he thinks you hate him. He doesn't want to ruin your day, I guess. Arsé-kun: Cai: What. Sheepy: Jauf: Right, I didn't think you hated him. Arsé-kun: Cai: That's stupid. He's stupid. Sheepy: Jauf: Even smart people are wrong! Sheepy: Jauf: You're very smart and have been wrong about things. Like our king being stupid. Arsé-kun: Cai: Don't tell me he hasn't done dumb shit. You'd be wrong. Sheepy: Jauf: We have, too. Arsé-kun: Cai: Maybe you have. Sheepy: Jauf: Ahahaha.... I know your secret. Arsé-kun: Cai: Sure. Keep telling yourself that. Sheepy: Jauf: The dumb thing you've done is... Sheepy: Jauf:....Telling off Sir Percival and then hiding after realizing that he was stronger than you! Arsé-kun: Cai: That wasn't even secret. Sheepy: Jauf: Well. Sheepy: Jauf:....... Sheepy: Jauf: I know a secret of yours. Maybe. Arsé-kun: Cai: No you don't. Sheepy: Jauf: Ahahaha! Sheepy: Jauf: You'll never find out what I know! That's what makes it a threat! Arsé-kun: Cai: So nothing. Okay. How about you be of use and advise Wart into showing his face? Sheepy: Jauf: My king.. Arsé-kun: *Arthur is watching from Caliburn.* Sheepy: Jauf: If you don't come out, I'll pull you out by the scruff of your collar. Arsé-kun: Cai: And it'll look stupid. Sheepy: Aru: You shouldn't push him. He'll come out when he feels comfortable! Arsé-kun: Cai: It won't be pushing. It'll be pulling. Sheepy: Aru: Kay... Arsé-kun: Kay: ..... ? Sheepy: Aru: He's stealing your act. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... What am I supposed to do about it? Sheepy: Grif: Slaughter him. Tear him to shreds. *munch munch* Arsé-kun: Kay: .... What are you eating? Sheepy: Grif: *chewing faster* Arsé-kun: Kay: Grif? What the hell are you eating?! Sheepy: Grif: *chew chew chew* Arsé-kun: Kay: Please tell me that's just a rock and not from the store. I ain't gonna pay for your goddamn food crimes. Sheepy: Grif:....... Sheepy: Grif: No. Arsé-kun: Kay: No WHAT? Sheepy: Grif: It is not a rock. Arsé-kun: Kay: What Are You Eating?! Arsé-kun: Cai: If it came from my store, he's paying for it. Sheepy: Grif: Marbles. Sheepy: Jauf: He would never steal. Arsé-kun: Kay: *exasperated* Can you maybe not make me panic in public over stupid shit? Sheepy: Grif: *He gives Kay a vague attempt at a smug grin. It looks goofy because he doesn't smile much, and a little scary with how sharp his teeth are.* Sheepy: Grif:.....Haha. Got you. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... You shit. You got me. Sheepy: Jauf: The priceless artifacts and useless pieces of junk both live to see another day! Arsé-kun: Cai: Those are how I get paid, thanks. Arsé-kun: *Arthur has seated himself on the floor by Merlin. He's out. Just not ready to join the conversation* Sheepy: *Jauf gives Cai a blank stare* Arsé-kun: Cai: .... What, do you not understand the market? I don't get profit unless I make sales. Sheepy: Jauf: Aren't you really just relying on the ignorance of your customers? Your prices don't reflect what these objects are worth... Arsé-kun: Cai: You really don't know how these kinds of shops work. Sheepy: Jauf:....? Arsé-kun: Cai: I have to look into every goddamn thing in here to make sure it's priced appropriately. Sheepy: Jauf: But what if the previous owners overlooked something? Sheepy: Jauf: Looking up the value wouldn't catch that. Arsé-kun: Cai: Like what. Sheepy: *Jauf approaches the antiques and carefully picks up an amulet, making sure not to disturb any of the other objects ariund it.* Sheepy: Jauf: You absolutely should not have this thing lying around! And selling it to someone? Sheepy: Jauf: You want them to die? Go insane? Arsé-kun: Cai: I don't know what it is. Do I look like a wizard to you? Sheepy: Jauf: Have you heard of Nyarlathotep? Arsé-kun: Cai: Who hasn't? Sheepy: Jauf: This attracts his nephew. Arsé-kun: Cai: ... You can have it. Sheepy: Jauf: Ahahaha...thanks! I'll pay you, of course. Sheepy: Jauf: Now, this.. *He picks up a ring, once again being careful* Sheepy: Jauf: Boost the price. Arsé-kun: Cai: Why? Sheepy: Jauf: You're scamming yourself selling it for this low. Sheepy: Jauf: It lets you peek into the future. Sheepy: Jauf: Of course, how could you make someone believe that... hmmm... Arsé-kun: Merlin: ....? Sheepy: Bedi: Are you feeling better, Merlin? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Starting to, yeah. Sheepy: Bedi: I'm glad. Arsé-kun: Cai: ..... I'll mark it up slightly. Sheepy: Jauf: Good, good! You deserve it. ... Ah, right. Sheepy: *Jauf pulls out a wad of cash and shoves it into Cai's hands before shoving the amulet in his pocket* Arsé-kun: Cai: ..... Did you even bother to count? Sheepy: Jauf:.... Sheepy: Jauf: You can count for me! You're the math guy! Arsé-kun: *Cai sighs and counts the cash before handing the change back* Sheepy: *Jauf obtains money, yet the money that Cai handed him does not leave Cai's hand.* Sheepy: Jauf:......... Arsé-kun: Cai: .............. Sheepy: Jauf: Hm! Sheepy: *Jauf attempts this again, only to get the same result* Arsé-kun: Yog: *from Andromalius* You somehow managed to spawn an apple inside of your funds. Sheepy: Jauf: Free apple! Arsé-kun: Cai: ????? >:V ??? Sheepy: Jauf: Cai, do you want an apple? Arsé-kun: Cai: Not from you if it's gonna be like this. Sheepy: Jauf: So cruel... Sheepy: Jauf: Do you mind if I comment on some more underpriced products? Arsé-kun: Cai: Yeah, fine. Are you actually going to take this or- Sheepy: Jauf: Keep the change, also. Arsé-kun: Cai: .... Sheepy: Jauf: I've already gotten it back twice. Arsé-kun: Cai: ........... *he pauses and recounts the money* Sheepy: Jauf: *He starts looking at the antiques again* Arsé-kun: Cai: ... If you find anything else of interest, you can just have it. Sheepy: Jauf: Eh? Sheepy: Jauf: Is my money that bad? Arsé-kun: Cai: This is enough to pay all of next months bills and then some. Sheepy: Jauf: Ahahaha! Only the best for my best friend! Sheepy: Jauf: *He picks up a medallion* Sheepy: Jauf: This one would be perfect for Grif. Arsé-kun: Yog: I agree entirely. Arsé-kun: Yog: Griflet. We have a piece of equipment for you. Sheepy: Jauf: It lets one breathe and see underwater. Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm? ... I wouldn't drown? Arsé-kun: Yog: As long as you are wearing it? Correct. Sheepy: Grif: Wouldn't the flow of water pull it off? Arsé-kun: Yog: That is up to you to figure out. Sheepy: Grif: Yes... It should be useful. How much is it? Arsé-kun: Cai: I already said Jaufre can take whatever. He paid for it in advance. Sheepy: Grif: Wow.. Thanks Jauf... Arsé-kun: Yog: I would only advise not to wear it at all times. Sheepy: Grif: Why? Arsé-kun: Yog: What if it loses durability and breaks? Sheepy: Grif: Durability... So I have to never use it so it doesn't break. Sheepy: Jauf: Don't start up with that mentality Arsé-kun: Yog: If you use it sparingly and repair it before it breaks, there will be no issues. Sheepy: Grif: Can it be repaired after it breaks? Arsé-kun: Yog: Most likely. Sheepy: Grif: How do I repair it? Arsé-kun: *Implied flat stare from Yog. He's not answering that.* Sheepy: Grif: ....... Arsé-kun: Yog: I am not going to tell you every single thing, Griflet. Sheepy: Grif: Ugh.... Arsé-kun: Yog: Ask around. Someone you've met would know. Sheepy: Grif: Jauf. You can repair it. Sheepy: Jauf: I feel so honored. Arsé-kun: Cai: Do work, get fuckin' paid. Sheepy: Jauf: But get a second person, too, just in case I'm busy or not around... Yes, that too! Sheepy: Grif: You are never busy. Arsé-kun: Kay: If you can harass my brother and make him clean up after your stupid ass, you're not goddamn busy. Sheepy: Jauf: That's on my free time. Arsé-kun: Kay: Fuck off with that shit. Sheepy: Jauf: Ahahaha! You're fun as always, Kay! Arsé-kun: Kay: ........ >:I Arsé-kun: Cai: Popular with the youth as always, Jaufre. Sheepy: Jauf: Of course. Arsé-kun: Cai: What else are you going to tell me is magical, oh mighty appraiser? Arsé-kun: Cai: And who is it gonna go to? The stupid magician? The smaller stupid magician? My idiot brother? Sheepy: Jauf: This tiara here! *He lifts it up* Would look good on you, my friend! Arsé-kun: Cai: I'm not wearing that. Sheepy: Jauf: To answer your question... Sheepy: Jauf: It would go to the smaller mage if I could trust him with it... Sheepy: Jauf:....Well, it could be a lesson! Arsé-kun: Cai: You? The guy we have to trust to not cut our limbs off? Not trusting a kid? Sheepy: Jauf: You don't trust me? Sheepy: Jauf: I'm so hurt... Sheepy: Jauf: ....Not. I know it's you kidding. Arsé-kun: Cai: I was serious. You've tried to dismember me several times. Sheepy: Jauf: Hmmm... Sheepy: Jauf: But not recently. Arsé-kun: Arthur: To be fair, Jaufre, you really did have a running tendency to dismember people. Sheepy: Jauf: It's merciful. Sheepy: Jauf: They live for another day. Arsé-kun: Cai: It really fuckin' isn't!!! People bled to death and still died, you utter coat hanger! Sheepy: Jauf: That sounds like a skill issue! Arsé-kun: *Yog tries to stifle a snort* Arsé-kun: Cai: Bleeding to death is not a skill issue, I assure you. Arsé-kun: Yog: ...... I cannot believe, Jaufre, that your response to "They bled to death" was "Git Gud". I am making sure to record that for future use. Sheepy: Jauf: Hm? Arsé-kun: Cai: I can't believe Wart defended my point and you didn't even notice. What's this world coming to? Sheepy: Jauf: Hmmm? Our king talked? And I didn't hear? Arsé-kun: Arthur: You responded to me. *he floats up to Jauf's level* Is this going to be one of Those days, Sir Jaufre? Sheepy: Jauf: Hmm? What days? I feel great! Arsé-kun: Arthur: ..... Please do something about the excess energy before I order you to start making laps. Sheepy: Jauf:.....? Arsé-kun: Cai: I got a better one. Go visit my cat. Maybe play with 'em a bit. Backroom. Sheepy: Jauf: Of course! *He gives Merlin the tiara* Wear this and you won't be fatigued... but. Sheepy: Jauf: Upon removing it, any fatigue you built up will hit you all at once. Arsé-kun: *Merlin immediately puts it on to be a Pretty Princess. He... Still has the exhaustion debuff so it ain't gonna help at the moment* Sheepy: Jauf: So, rest well before removing it. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Gotcha. Arsé-kun: *He did not and will not "gotcha."* Sheepy: Jauf: Can I trust you not to use it stupidly and get yourself hurt or sick? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I mean... I can try? Sheepy: Jauf: Don't wear it for too long. Sheepy: Jauf: It could be good for doing homework. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Last thing I was thinking of using it for! Sheepy: Jauf: Well, time to visit Cai's cat! Sheepy: *Jauf exits to the back room* Arsé-kun: *Cai looks at Arthur. Arthur looks at the Tiara. Merlin.* Sheepy: Aru: It looks nice on you, Merlin! You're the prince of the wizards now. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I feel pretty and witty and gay. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Only one of those is normal! ;) Sheepy: Bedi: Only when wearing the tiara? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Some days I look like trash, I know. Sheepy: Bedi: Everyone does. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Bedwyr doesn't, if he's listening. Sheepy: Beddy: *stiffly staggering in* Thank you, my ki... Art. Sheepy: Beddy: *Gently stomping his foot* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Oh, you are alive. That is a good thing. Sheepy: Beddy: *Gently stomping his foot to try to get back proper circulation in his legs* Somehow. Arsé-kun: Cai: ... Hey. Check yourself. Sheepy: Beddy:.....? Sheepy: Beddy:.....!!! Arsé-kun: Cai: And glad to see you can talk to Bedwyr and not me, Wart. What am I, chopped liver?? *he reaches up and tugs on Arthur's cheek. Arthur reacts Appropriately* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Ow..! Sheepy: *Beddy wraps his tail back around his waist and hidden under his clothes* Sheepy: Beddy: Thank you, Cai. Arsé-kun: Cai: Of course. Arsé-kun: *Arthur frees himself from pain jail and rubs his face. ouch, ouch* Sheepy: Aru: Are you okay, Arthur? Arsé-kun: Arthur: I feel as if I definitely deserved that. Arsé-kun: Cai: You fuckin' did. Love you and all, but fuck you too. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... Thanks, Cai. Sheepy: Beddy: Cai, your dust is gone. Sheepy: Beddy: It's around, but not gone. Arsé-kun: Cai: What. Arsé-kun: Cai: Are you having a stroke? Try that again. Sheepy: Beddy:.......? ....... Arsé-kun: Cai: Did you clean while I wasn't looking? Sheepy: Beddy: The dust is being thrown around everywhere. Arsé-kun: Cai: Great. Fucking ace. I can't wait to clean. Sheepy: Beddy: I couldn't. I just got out from under Cath Palug. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ...? Arsé-kun: Cai: You survived. Great work boss. Sheepy: Beddy: Of course... Sheepy: Beddy: If I died, Merlin would have to take care of Baby. Sheepy: Beddy: I don't see him being thrilled about that. Arsé-kun: Cai: I think he'd rather die. Sheepy: Beddy: Why does nobody like Baby? Sheepy: Grif: Because they cry, scream, and throw up. Good thing I have never been baby. Arsé-kun: Kay: ..... *debating making a comment* Arsé-kun: Kay: No, you're definitely bab-Never mind. Never mind. Statement cancelled. That sounds AWFUL. Sheepy: Grif: Hm? Sheepy: Grif: No, no. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Hmmmm? Sheepy: Grif: I was born from a character creator. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Kay was trying to flirt with you! Sheepy: Grif:....? Arsé-kun: *Kay pinches the bridge of his nose, scrunches up his face, and says Nothing* Sheepy: Grif: Being called baby... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Baby. Babe. It works! I call Bedi Babe all the time! Sheepy: Grif:...???? Sheepy: Grif: Like the pig. Arsé-kun: Merlin: No! Sheepy: Beddy: I like pigs. Arsé-kun: Cai: This entire conversation is a fucking dumpster fire. Sheepy: Beddy: Cai... Arsé-kun: Cai: Just calling it as I hear it. Arsé-kun: Cai: I can't believe the goddamn magician lead a double date, a child, and the world's worst poet to my store. And Jaufre. Sheepy: Aru: And my dad! Arsé-kun: Cai: What are you, Mordred?? Sheepy: Aru:...Huh? Arsé-kun: *Cai gestures to Arthur* Arsé-kun: Cai: This thing? Him? Sheepy: Aru: Yes. Arsé-kun: Cai: How?? Sheepy: Aru:....? Sheepy: Aru: Sir Ector is Arthur's dad and you're his brother despite not being directly related to him, right? Sheepy: Aru: So it's the same situation here! Arsé-kun: Cai: .... I am now more confused. You explain things like the magician- Not at all. Arsé-kun: Cai: So you're the squirt Merlin taught. You sound just like him. Explain more. Sheepy: Aru: Ummm... Are you asking how we met? Sheepy: Aru: Arthur is very kind and reliable! He's very smart, too. I want to be like him! That's what a dad is like, right? Arsé-kun: Cai: I'm asking how you're related, since he clearly didn't fuck as a ghost thing. Arsé-kun: Arthur: :V Sheepy: Aru: Um... Sheepy: Aru: Mordred had children before he died. Sheepy: Aru: So we descend from them. Arsé-kun: Cai: Why didn't you just say that the first time? Sheepy: Aru: Because I didn't understand the question. Sheepy: Aru: And anyway, I don't want to become someone like him. Arsé-kun: Cai: You better not. I'll smush you into paste. No repeats. Sheepy: Aru: Yes... Sheepy: Aru: If I were to ever become like that, I'd totally understand if you smooshed me! Arsé-kun: *Kay looks over and looks Annoyed™* Sheepy: Aru: But since Arthur's my dad, that makes you my uncle! Unless you don't want to be. Arsé-kun: Cai: As if I have a choice in the matter. Sheepy: Beddy: No longer will I be the solo uncle... Now I have to work hard to be the cool uncle... Sheepy: Beddy:...I won't lose to you, Cai! Sheepy: *Beddy is fired up!* Arsé-kun: Cai: If it's gonna be a competition, I'm not losing to you! Sheepy: Beddy:....! Confident words! But can you back them up?! Arsé-kun: Cai: bitch i breathe fire. Sheepy: Beddy:..... Sheepy: Beddy:......Aru, you'll remember me even with Cai being the cool uncle, won't you...? Arsé-kun: Cai: Though, that makes me the hot uncle, not the cool uncle. Curse you. Sheepy: Beddy:...! *He stops moping* You're right! Arsé-kun: Cai: When am I not? Sheepy: Beddy: Very rarely... I can't lose!! Sheepy: Aru:??? Arsé-kun: Primo: Glad you two are having fun! *he leans on the counter. Mysteriously, he's covered in giant dusty pawprints and then some* Sheepy: Aru: Teacher! You look like the grandma who was run over by reindeer! Arsé-kun: Primo: I. Do I look like a grandma? Sheepy: Aru: Ummm... Sheepy: Aru: Well, what does a grandma look like, anyway? Sheepy: Aru: From what I remember, rhe one in the movie had glasses. So Mint fits the bill better than you do. Arsé-kun: Primo: Anyway, yes, I did get run over by a giant cat and Jauf. Sheepy: Aru: Are you okay? Arsé-kun: Primo: Yep! Sheepy: Aru: I'm glad! Sheepy: Beddy:......? Arsé-kun: Primo: ....? Sheepy: Beddy: Tastes like... panic? Arsé-kun: Primo: Over there. You can handle it. Sheepy: Beddy: *He rushes over to Arthur's side* Sheepy: Beddy: My king... Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... Sorry, sorry... *he's crammed himself into a corner, trying to calm down and failing* Sheepy: Beddy: It's okay. We shouldn't have brought it up. *He hugs Arthur, spreads out his wings, and wraps them around Arthur. Burrito.* Arsé-kun: *Arthur leans into the hug. Acceptable.* Arsé-kun: Arthur: He's not alive. It's only his name. He's not here.. Arsé-kun: Primo: *intentionally speaking over that conversation* I gotta see something. Sheepy: Aru: What is it? Arsé-kun: *Primo plucks the tiara off of Merlin and puts it on Aru* Sheepy: Aru:....? Arsé-kun: Primo: I wanted to see how you'd look with a tiara. Arsé-kun: *Cai sees what's going on at the other end of the store and looks elsewhere. Shutting Fuck* Sheepy: Aru: ...? *confused smile* Arsé-kun: Primo: No reason! I just wanted to see! Sheepy: Aru:....?? .... You put it on next, then! Arsé-kun: Primo: Oh, do I have to? :) Sheepy: Aru: You would look nice in it! Arsé-kun: *Primo takes it and puts it on* Arsé-kun: Primo: I do wish I could see how I looked. Cai, would you- Sheepy: Aru: Now you're king of the wizards. Arsé-kun: Cai: You'd break any mirror I give you. Eat a bag of shit, wizard king. Sheepy: Aru: Not true! Sheepy: Aru: If you use your phone and swap it to the front camera, it can act as a mirror. Arsé-kun: Primo: ... I didn't even think of that. Arsé-kun: *Primo pulls out his phone and observes self. And then turns with the intention of taking a selfie with Aru and Cai in frame* Sheepy: Aru: In a place like this, it sounds more fun to look for a mirror. It might be haunted! Or cursed! Arsé-kun: Cai: I'd rather not getting cursed today, but thanks. Sheepy: Aru: Too bad. Arsé-kun: *Cai flips off the camera before Primo gets the picture. Oh well.* Sheepy: *Aru smiles for it, though!* Arsé-kun: *Cai doesn't. He doesn't wanna be there.* Sheepy: Aru: You know... this reminds me. Sheepy: Aru: Some say that cameras can steal souls. Arsé-kun: Primo: Gee, I wonder who you heard that from. Sheepy: Aru:...By some I mean Teacher. Arsé-kun: Primo: I already apologized for scaring you. What more do you want? Sheepy: Aru: Do you think there's cameras floating around that do steal souls? Arsé-kun: Primo: Probably! But not here! Sheepy: Aru: What if you as the owner take a selfy with it? Arsé-kun: Primo: Catch me dead on the floor, being forced to take a work break. Sheepy: Aru: Would it really kill you...? Where do the souls go? Inside the camera? So if it took a picture of itself, it would steal the souls it contains. Arsé-kun: Primo: Not having a soul is generally lethal. As for that, I dunno, I don't got one. Sheepy: Aru: There's one guy who sometimes has no soul. Arsé-kun: Kay: The goddamn sparkledog on campus? Arsé-kun: Kay: Shuzo. The sparkledog. Sheepy: Aru: Crow said his name was Snooze-O... Sheepy: Aru: But I've seen him. He's sparkly. Arsé-kun: Kay: Not always. Sometimes he's edgy. Sheepy: Aru: Hmmm... Sheepy: Aru: Everyone has multiple sides to them. Sheepy: Aru: Even Fou. Arsé-kun: Fou: *still on Bedi's head* Mrrp? Sheepy: Aru: He enjoys bullying Merlin, but to everyone else, he's nice. Arsé-kun: Merlin: And I still don't know why! Sheepy: Aru: You're competition for Bedi, maybe? Arsé-kun: Merlin: He's always done it. I think he just hates me. Sheepy: Aru: He does look a lot like you. Arsé-kun: *Fou stares* Sheepy: Aru: So maybe it's like you with Lucan's girlfriend. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Eugh. Sheepy: Aru: It's possible! Arsé-kun: Cai: Bet he thinks you're just a large cat. Sheepy: Aru: Because they look so similar? Arsé-kun: Cai: 'Xactly. Sheepy: Aru:............ Sheepy: Aru: *staring at Merlin* Arsé-kun: Merlin: ...... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Y'know, like, nya. Sheepy: Aru:.......I can see it! Arsé-kun: Merlin: But he liked grampa Mewlin fine.... Sheepy: Bedi: Like when you won't move so I'm stuck for most of the morning... that's cat-like. Arsé-kun: Kay: get called out, dick wizard. Sheepy: Aru: Mewlin is a cat. You're a fou-cat. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'm not some little squirrel thing.. Sheepy: Grif: Merlin... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yeah? Sheepy: Grif:....You have bad taste. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ?! Sheepy: Grif: Eating cat food... Arsé-kun: Merlin: What the hell are you talking about? Only you do that. Arsé-kun: Kay: Once. He learned his lesson. Sheepy: Grif: Fou eats it. You are a fou. So you must eat it. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Absolutely not. I'm sticking with pizza, thanks. Sheepy: Bedi: More variety would be nice... Sheepy: Grif: You are missing out on rocks. Arsé-kun: Merlin: We'd have ice cream, but that keeps getting eaten Mysteriously~~~~ Sheepy: Bedi: I meant like vegetables. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Then make em. Sheepy: Bedi: I do. Arsé-kun: *Fou gets off of Bedi to Explore* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 1 Arsé-kun: *Loud cat screech, followed by Fou shooting back into the room and climbing into Bedi's shirt, claws and all* Sheepy: Bedi: F-fou?! Claws, claws!!! Arsé-kun: Fou: *hiss, hiss* Mroooow! Arsé-kun: *... And out lumbers Cath Palug. He barely fit through the door.* Sheepy: Bedi: It's okay!! Let's just leave the other kitty alone, okay? Sheepy: Grif: Wow... big... Arsé-kun: Cai: Cath, what the fuck was that... Arsé-kun: Fou: Mrrrrrrrrr! Sheepy: Bedi: I guess it's the same situation as Fou not liking Merlin... *he's gently petting Fou. pet pet* Arsé-kun: Merlin: I wonder.... Arsé-kun: *Merlin reaches out to pet Cath Palug. He remains unbitten and unscratched* Sheepy: Bedi:...No, Fou just hates you. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Fou's mean. Sheepy: Bedi: No he's not. He's picky. Arsé-kun: Kay: The only people Fou hates are Grif's family and Merlin. Sheepy: Bedi: And Marrok from earlier. Arsé-kun: Kay: That's a dog. That makes sense. Sheepy: Bedi: But he likes Elyan. Arsé-kun: Kay: That's not a dog. Sheepy: Bedi: But he is dangerous looking. Arsé-kun: Kay: He looks like a bird but somehow stupider. Sheepy: Bedi: Well, yes... Sheepy: *plap plap plap* Arsé-kun: Kay: Oh, you had to say it. Sheepy: *There are webbed feet approaching.* Arsé-kun: *Fou pokes out of Bedi's shirt* Sheepy: *Elyan enters, wings and tail spread out* Sheepy: Elyan: Hewwwwooooo! Arsé-kun: Cai: NO. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Elyan is here. Arsé-kun: Cai: Get that fucking thing out of my store RIGHT now and immediately. Sheepy: Grif: Why? He is just a water. He can say things. Arsé-kun: Cai: I have had that fucking thing attack me enough times because of Jaufre. Sheepy: Elyan: ...... ....... ...... Arsé-kun: Cai: Fuck off. Sheepy: Elyan: *An imitation of a much younger and more aggressive sounding Jaufre* Caaaaiiiiiiii~ Come out come out where ever you are! Don't hide, you coward! I told you that you would pay for your transgressions upon my return! Arsé-kun: Cai: FUCK OFF! Sheepy: Elyan: *honk* Arsé-kun: *Cath leans down and sniffs Elyan* Sheepy: *Elyan stares up at Cath* Arsé-kun: *Cath swats at Elyan's tail. Feathers* Sheepy: Elyan: *back to his normal squeaky Merlin imitation* Hewwwooooo! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Hewwoooo! Sheepy: Grif: So talented. Arsé-kun: Fou: Meoow! Sheepy: Elyan:.... meow! Arsé-kun: Cath: Mrrrr. Sheepy: Grif: Wow. Three fous bonding. Arsé-kun: *Cai looks frustrated* Sheepy: Grif: Elyan no longer attacks people. Arsé-kun: Cai: I don't care. Sheepy: Grif: Hm... poor Elyan.... Arsé-kun: *Fou scurries to Elyan and hides under him. He is safe here* Sheepy: *Elyan doesn't mind. This is his friend.* Sheepy: Grif: Isn't the problem Jauf and not Elyan? Arsé-kun: Cai: Don't care still. Sheepy: Grif: Hm... Sheepy: Elyan: *Cai voice* I don't care. Arsé-kun: Cai: Fuck. Off. Sheepy: Elyan: *Jaufre voice* Even if we don't see each other again, I'll always consider you my closest friend Arsé-kun: Cai: ... ... Sheepy: Elyan: *honk* Arsé-kun: Cai: Someone please get this thing out of my store. I want it gone before I close for the night. Sheepy: Grif: Elyan... Arsé-kun: Cai: Which, by the way, I'm doing. Go home. Sheepy: Grif: Go back into the toilet. Sheepy: *Elyan does not listen. He waddles past Cai to go and harass Jauf* Arsé-kun: *Fou scurries back to Bedi* Arsé-kun: *Cath Palug follows Elyan. Bird. Bird.* Sheepy: Aru: Sorry to keep you for so long. Um... Should I leave the sword here so Arthur can stay for now? Pulling him away now seems, well... Arsé-kun: Cai: No. I don't want that thing here. Sheepy: Aru: *She gives Arthur and Beddy a nervous look* I understand. Arsé-kun: Cai: Now stop calling attention to it. Anyway. Sheepy: Bedi: *He picks up Fou and puts him back on his head* Merlin, we should go now. Arsé-kun: Merlin: We should! Oooh, should I handle the return trip...? Arsé-kun: Primo: 14, you are not handling it. You didn't handle the first trip. Don't do this again~ :) Sheepy: Bedi: Then how... oh, will you be bringing us home? Arsé-kun: Primo: I'll do it this once while I'm here. Sheepy: Bedi: Thank you. We appreciate it. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Are we going to wait for Sir Jaufre to make an appearance? Sheepy: Aru: Where did he go? Sheepy: *Beddy has put his wings away* Arsé-kun: Arthur: I don't know. Admittedly.... We could use the short break. Sheepy: Aru: I...um... agree. Sheepy: Aru: He's very helpful but can be hard to keep up with. Arsé-kun: Kay: We're getting a break from that twat?? Thank fuck. Sheepy: Grif: Sad... So sad... Sheepy: Grif: Now I will never use a potion again. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Me and Bedi can do it! Sheepy: Grif: *stare* Arsé-kun: Merlin: He WAS teaching us! Sheepy: Bedi: We probably don't have the same range as him, but we can do our best. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... I love you. Arsé-kun: Merlin and Kay: :U Sheepy: Bedi: Um... you're welcome. Arsé-kun: Merlin: You can say it to us, but not Kay? Sheepy: Grif: About Kay, it means lots and lots and lots... It's very badump-badump. Arsé-kun: Primo: Maybe work this out when you're at home. Arsé-kun: Kay: ... Well, um. Thanks for the shit, Sir Old Coot. At least one will be used decently, probably. Arsé-kun: Cai: ..... Eat shit, punk. Arsé-kun: Kay: Jump off a bridge. Arsé-kun: *they're getting along!* Sheepy: Aru: Thank you! I hope you get lots of customers tomorrow! Please rest well! And, um... Sorry for leaving Jaufre with you. Arsé-kun: Cai: If he's still here I'm going to get moderately annoyed. Sheepy: Aru: He would be hovering around Arthur relentlessly if he wasn't sleeping nor distracted, I think. Arsé-kun: Arthur: He would. He needs variety in his day to day. Cai, he's your problem now. Arsé-kun: Cai: I wanna return this with a reciept. Sheepy: Aru: Variety is the spice of life. Arsé-kun: Cai: How many other useless phrases did the magician teach you? Sheepy: Aru:............... Sheepy: Aru: So many. Sheepy: Aru: Too many to count! Teacher knows a lot, after all. Arsé-kun: Primo: I'm full of 'em! Arsé-kun: Primo: But okay, okay! I'll get the kids and Arthur out of your hair. Sheepy: Beddy: *He looks conflicted* Arsé-kun: Cai: You're coming with me. *he leaves the counter and picks up Beddy by the waist. football carry* I am not dealing with Jaufre by myself. Sheepy: Beddy:?! Arsé-kun: Cai: I'm stealing this. Good day and get out of my shop. Sheepy: Aru: Have fun, Uncle Beddy! Sheepy: Beddy: Thank you... Arsé-kun: Primo: Don't do anything stupid! Sheepy: Beddy: Of course! Please make sure to hold Baby. Sheepy: Beddy: He gets lonely. Arsé-kun: Primo: Uh-huh. Sheepy: *Team Kay finally leaves!* Arsé-kun: *Primo takes everybody home, and immediately leaves. Goodbye. He has wizard things to be doing, like work.* Sheepy: Beddy:....I don't think he's going to hold Baby. Arsé-kun: Cai: .... Why is that your priority? Sheepy: Beddy: Because Baby gets lonely. Sheepy: Beddy: I'll do my best to help you with Jaufre, by the way. Arsé-kun: Cai: Please do. Did you see where I put that hairbrush? Sheepy: *Beddy leaves briefly and returns with the hairbrush* Arsé-kun: *beddy gets his hair brushed again. how exciting* Sheepy: Beddy: Oh, did I tell you that Bors became a writer? Arsé-kun: Cai: That's horrifying. Him of all people? Sir "I can't even spell my name right"? Sheepy: Beddy: His writing, um.. Sheepy: Beddy: It depends. Arsé-kun: Cai: On his ability to spell? Sheepy: Beddy: And his motivation, I think. Sheepy: Beddy: Even the worst of his works is better than some of the things writen about us. Arsé-kun: Cai: ..... I'm gonna have to read one aren't I. Sheepy: Beddy: Of his works? Arsé-kun: Cai: Yeah. So I can complain about it later. Sheepy: Beddy: You may have already if you're an avid reader. Arsé-kun: Cai: He doesn't even use his own name? Arsé-kun: Cai: Oh, like someone's gonna connect him to the ancient knight by "Bors" alone. Sheepy: Beddy: Yes... Arsé-kun: Cai: There was a kid here today named after you. It means nothing. Sheepy: Beddy: But we do bear some resemblance. Sheepy: Beddy:..... Arsé-kun: Cai: Bet ten bucks you're related somehow. Sheepy: Beddy: Our eyes are both green. Arsé-kun: Cai: .................................. Sheepy: Beddy: *proud* Arsé-kun: Cai: Are you fucking colourblind? Sheepy: Beddy: No, of course not. Arsé-kun: Cai: Do you know what green is? Do you know what purple is? Arsé-kun: Cai: Do you know colors? Do you need kindergarden?? Sheepy: Beddy: But someone once told me when I was younger that my eyes were green with envy... Arsé-kun: Cai: ............................ Arsé-kun: *Cai stops brushing and just stares at him* Sheepy: Beddy: So they must be green. Arsé-kun: Cai: ....... You're so fucking stupid. Sheepy: Beddy: ...Are they not green? Arsé-kun: Cai: They're purple. Sheepy: Beddy:?! Sheepy: Beddy: Urk... Arsé-kun: Cai: Using a mirror won't fucking kill you. Sheepy: Beddy: It'll kill my mood. Arsé-kun: Cai: How can you hate how you look if you've never fuckin' seen it? Sheepy: Beddy: Others act as my mirror. Arsé-kun: Cai: And you think you look exactly the same as you did back then? Shit changes, you twat. If you were ugly back then, who says you are now? Sheepy: Beddy:...... Arsé-kun: Cai: If someone says you're ugly, I'll kill them. Sheepy: Beddy: If I still look like a monster, I'm still ugly, I think. Arsé-kun: Cai: You look like the average basic white bitch. Sheepy: Beddy: You haven't changed much. You're still good looking. Arsé-kun: Cai: I need to shave. Sheepy: Beddy: Sh-shave? You? Arsé-kun: Cai: Hey, I don't want a full beard again. That shit itched. Sheepy: Beddy: Beards... itch? Arsé-kun: Cai: Sometimes. Sheepy: Beddy: I can't grow one no matter how hard I try. Arsé-kun: Cai: Anywho, I'm going to bully you into accepting yourself, you goddamn idiot. Sheepy: Beddy: Cai... Arsé-kun: Cai: Eat shit, bitch. You look fine. So what if you're a little weird? Literally no one cares, idiot. Sheepy: Beddy: But isn't it normal to want better? Arsé-kun: Cai: Sure, but not by putting yourself down. That's why I'm gonna do it and it's your job to tell me to fuck off. Sheepy: Beddy:.....But.... Arsé-kun: Cai: You fucking idiot. Grow some brain cells. *he starts brushing Beddy's hair again* If you had as much brain cells as you do hair, maybe you'd know your own eye color. Sheepy: Beddy: I don't look in the mirror, so how could I know? Arsé-kun: Cai: You can make yourself look better by observing yourself and changing things. Sheepy: Beddy: .....? Arsé-kun: Cai: If you actually take care of your appearance, you tend to look better. Arsé-kun: Cai: Which you fuckin' don't, because you're dumb. Sheepy: Beddy: Ugh.... Sheepy: Beddy:.....I don't know how to. Arsé-kun: Cai: It's your lucky day. Sheepy: Beddy: You're going to teach me? Arsé-kun: Cai: I got nothing better to do this evening. Arsé-kun: *BEDDY LEARNS SOMETHING FOR ONCE! YIPPEE!* Sheepy: Beddy: I feel like I've learned a lot... Sheepy: Beddy: If I do these things, I'll eventually be able to look in a mirror... Sheepy: Beddy: Right? Arsé-kun: Cai: Eventually. Stop being a bitch about it and who gives a shit what other people think. Arsé-kun: Cai: There's some old coot who keeps insisting I shave and I'm just. I'm gonna kick her out of my store for strayin' out her lane. Sheepy: Beddy: Shave.. Sheepy: Beddy: ....I don't want to imagine it. Arsé-kun: Cai: I ain't doing it. I don't like looking I just hit twenty and work at a gas station. Sheepy: Beddy: Good. But won't you need to so it won't get itchy? Arsé-kun: Cai: I trim it. Sheepy: Beddy: So beards can be trimmed. Arsé-kun: Cai: Yes? Sheepy: Beddy: Beards are like hairs that got lost when trying to grow from your scalp... Sheepy: Beddy:........But mine have a good sense of direction. Arsé-kun: Cai: One day I'll understand you. Sheepy: Beddy: I understand you, I think. Arsé-kun: Cai: If you didn't, you'd be offended. Sheepy: Beddy: That's just how you talk. Sheepy: Beddy: It doesn't bother me at all. In fact, it makes me happy hearing it. You haven't changed too much. Sheepy: Beddy: You're often portrayed as someone who's constantly insulting others in thr stories written about us, by the way. Arsé-kun: Cai: Is that wrong? Sheepy: Beddy: Hmmm... Sheepy: Beddy: The ones that portray you as stupid-mean, yes. Sheepy: Beddy: Or lazy-mean. Arsé-kun: Cai: The lazy ones are wrong. I was definitely stupid sometimes. Sheepy: Beddy: That's normal. But not in the way that they portray you. Arsé-kun: Cai: Yeah, ok-- Did you just say me being stupid was normal? Sheepy: Beddy: Isn't it nornal for everyone to be stupid somrtimes? Sheepy: Beddy: Even Art, or Merlin. Arsé-kun: Cai: Wart did it more than average. Sheepy: Beddy:...I can't argue with that. Arsé-kun: Cai: You could. I'd just punch you for trying. Sheepy: Beddy: No, you're completely right... ... but he's gotten better! Arsé-kun: Cai: And worse in others. Arsé-kun: Cai: What the hell was that freakout about? Sheepy: Beddy: About Mordred. Sheepy: Beddy: We've had time to heal from all that. It's been a long, long time. But him... Sheepy: Beddy: He's just been slumbering until recently. The events of the Battle of Camlann and the experience of being betrayed are both fresh in his mind. Arsé-kun: Cai: Mr. Show-No-Emotion's breaking, too. About time. I was getting real tired of it. Sheepy: Beddy: He was always feeling those emotions, I think, but just had to swallow them to remain looking like a strong king. Sheepy: Beddy: Now he can finally express them. Arsé-kun: Cai: Finally. Sheepy: Beddy: Meanwhile... Sheepy: Beddy: I know someone else who hasn't changed at all. Arsé-kun: Cai: Meanwhile, fucking Jaufre. Sheepy: Beddy: Exactly. Arsé-kun: Cai: He hasn't killed me yet, or threatened to dismember me. Arsé-kun: Cai: He hasn't thrown shit at me, either. Sheepy: Beddy:....Could he be improving, or causing worse mischief without us noticing? Arsé-kun: Cai: Knowing him? Both. Sheepy: Beddy:...I hope not. Sheepy: Beddy:....He's too quiet... Arsé-kun: Cai: Maybe Cath killed him. Sheepy: Beddy: Or maybe he's causing problems. Sheepy: Beddy: By the way. Sheepy: Beddy: Do you have a phone? Sheepy: Beddy: We can add each other as contacts, although I'm not very good at texting. Arsé-kun: Cai: Yeah. It's how the magician harasses me. Sheepy: Beddy: Not through magic? *He looks disappointed* Sheepy: Beddy: That's not very exciting... Arsé-kun: Cai: You think I ever learned magic?? Sheepy: Beddy: You're inherently magical. Arsé-kun: Cai: Having cool stuff doesn't mean I know actual magic like you. Sheepy: Beddy: I guess it'd be hard for you to respond to his messages if he communicated through magic, but most of his messages don't require a response... Arsé-kun: Cai: He just sends the vaguest shit I've ever seen and expects me to understand. Arsé-kun: Cai: Hmmmm... *consulting a clock* Eh, I got time. If Jauf's causing problems, I'll tear him to shreds. Sheepy: Beddy: Is this usually your bedtime? Arsé-kun: Cai: No, but I gotta be up at the asscrack of dawn to hand in some bills. Sheepy: Beddy: You don't just mail them in? Arsé-kun: Cai: Nah, then they won't make it in time. Why wait? Sheepy: Beddy: That's rough... Arsé-kun: Cai: ... Unless they show up themselves, then it'll be some ungodly hour. Sheepy: Beddy: If they do that, you can go back to sleep faster. Arsé-kun: Cai: If they do that and I get woken up, I'll be up all morning. Sheepy: Beddy: Your life sounds very rough... I just sleep as long as I want to. Arsé-kun: Cai: I wish I could do that. Sheepy: Beddy: Even just lying in bed with your eyes closed can help. Sheepy: Beddy: Although, sometimes I have sleepless nights and then end up sleeping through half the day. Arsé-kun: Cai: You ever try using that damn glare of yours on yourself? Arsé-kun: Cai: Wait, that'd need a mirror. Never mind. Arsé-kun: Cai: You're fucked on that one. Sheepy: Beddy: I did once. Sheepy: Beddy: I don't remember too much... Arsé-kun: Cai: Did you at least sit down when you tried? Sheepy: Beddy:......? Sheepy: Beddy: No. Should I have? Arsé-kun: Cai: So you don't goddamn hurt yourself??? Sheepy: Beddy:......... Sheepy: Beddy: *Sheepish grin* ...... Arsé-kun: Cai: The fact that you're still alive today is nothing less than an act of god's kindness. Sheepy: Beddy: So that's where I went wrong... Arsé-kun: Cai: Okay, new rule. Arsé-kun: Cai: If you wouldn't let Wart do it, don't do it. Sheepy: Beddy: ....But.... Arsé-kun: Cai: You can't help him if you're dead. Arsé-kun: Cai: Or at least... Like... You'd want him to sit down for something like that, right? So why wouldn't you? Sheepy: Beddy: I didn't expect it to work, and I didn't feel rested afterwards. Arsé-kun: Cai: New addition: If you think I'd mock you for it, reconsider. Sheepy: Beddy: Now I'll never be sure of anything. Arsé-kun: Cai: Okay, maybe not that. Arsé-kun: Cai: If it'd make me, the maids, and Agravain stare at you, reconsider. Sheepy: Beddy: Now I'll still never be sure of anything. Arsé-kun: Cai: Fucking.... Arsé-kun: Cai: If it would make me and Jaufre stop trying to murder each other and stare at you, absolutely reconsider. Sheepy: Beddy: Now I'll never have to reconsider anything. Arsé-kun: Cai: For fuck's sake! Sheepy: Beddy: Nothing would stop his rampage. Arsé-kun: Cai: Except my death, maybe. Sheepy: Beddy: Maybe. Arsé-kun: Cai: Maybe. Hmmm, okay, let me think of something else. Arsé-kun: Cai: If Wart and his kid would think it's a bad idea, it's probably a bad idea. Sheepy: Beddy: I understand. Arsé-kun: Cai: That's riding mostly on the girl. Wart's a dumbass. Sheepy: Beddy: Our king is........ Sheepy: Beddy: Oblivious.... Sheepy: Beddy: Aru inherited some of his sense of bad judgement. Arsé-kun: Cai: This is impossible. Sheepy: Beddy: She wanted to use a ouija board in a graveyard, apparently... Arsé-kun: Cai: ......... Arsé-kun: Cai: Mordred's self-preservation and Arthur's self-preservation balance out, I see. Sheepy: Beddy: It was to speak to our king. Arsé-kun: Cai: How'd that go? Sheepy: Beddy: Or maybe to Mordred... Sheepy: Beddy: Art was in the sword. Arsé-kun: Cai: Question unanswered. Sheepy: Beddy: Sir Gawain picked up. Arsé-kun: Cai: Did he complain? Sheepy: Beddy: He ranted about how our king has the listening capabilities of a rock and can't take advice from anyone. He acts purely on spur-of-the-moment feelings and only considers his actions upon being faced with the consequences of them. Arsé-kun: Cai: Damn, he's right too. Sheepy: Beddy: "That isn't your fault." This was to Aru, so of course it isn't her fault. Arsé-kun: Cai: Is she really Mordred? She shares the looks, but everything else seems... Wrong. Sheepy: Beddy: I doubt it. I think it's just coincidence. Sheepy: Beddy: After all, there's a Gawain running around with the same sun powers as the one we knew. Arsé-kun: Cai: That's still getting inherited?? Sheepy: Beddy: Apparently. Arsé-kun: Cai: How long until someone inherits "Kills you with a tree branch"? Sheepy: Beddy: She mentioned meeting a Tristan, too... Arsé-kun: Cai: .... Probably a nuisance. Sheepy: Beddy:....Who claims he can fly. He's walking comic relief. Not like the one we knew, even if he is close to Lance and Lot. Arsé-kun: Cai: There's. There's. Two??? Sheepy: Beddy: Both reincarnations of Lancelot, according to Lionel. Arsé-kun: Cai: Why did he get two?? Sheepy: Beddy: His soul split into two, I guess? Arsé-kun: Cai: Nerf that punkass. Sheepy: Beddy: And then there's a Guinevere. Arsé-kun: Cai: Since I did die, would that Kay kid be m- You gotta be kidding me Sheepy: Beddy: Aru described her as kind and big sister like, but she's close to Lance. Supposedly, she's a delinquent. Arsé-kun: Cai: Great, if they stay together that's the end of that bullshit. Who fuckin' else? Sheepy: Beddy: And, well, you're here... so I think he's his own person...? Arsé-kun: Cai: Jaufre and that Griflet kid prove otherwise. Sheepy: Beddy: Mordred, Mordred, Agravain, Gareth... Sheepy: Beddy: Gaheris... Arsé-kun: Cai: What, was there a fad of naming kids after us? Arsé-kun: Cai: Explains a lot. Sheepy: Beddy: Here's something really strange. Sheepy: Beddy: The Bedivere from earlier.... Sheepy: Beddy: He has an older half-brother named Lucan, and he has butler tendencies. Arsé-kun: Cai: At this point? I'm just gonna assume it's a reincarnation unless proven otherwise. Sheepy: Beddy: They even look a little similar. Arsé-kun: Cai: And then there's the magician. Sheepy: Beddy:...Maybe more than a little if I'm remembering correctly, but memory's a flawed thing... Ah, yeah, and his father's name is Corneus, just like my Lucan's. Sheepy: Beddy: Well, all the Merlins are named Merlin. Arsé-kun: Cai: Original. Sheepy: Beddy: Until they adopt another name. Sheepy: Beddy: He's Merlin the XIV. Arsé-kun: Cai: Did the magician ever bother? Sheepy: Beddy: No. Sheepy: Beddy: One of the Merlins changed his name to Meril Lynn. Try saying that quickly... Arsé-kun: Cai: Original......... But hold on. 14? Sheepy: Beddy: Meril Lynn... Meril Lynn... Merilynn... Merlin. Sheepy: Beddy: 14, yes. Arsé-kun: *Cai doing math.png* Sheepy: Beddy: By the way, it's every two generations. Arsé-kun: Cai: That doesn't even make sense. Sheepy: Beddy: Merlin the 13th's child was not Merlin the 14th. That's his grandchild. Sheepy: Beddy: 2 is directly Merlin's child. Sheepy: Beddy: 3 is 2's grandchild. Arsé-kun: Cai; That's stupid. This is stupid. The magician is stupid. Sheepy: Beddy: 3 has had children since then, but even if those children have grandchildren, they won't count towards the Merlin counter, I think. Sheepy: Beddy: By the way, you'll never guess his wife. Arsé-kun: Cai: I don't want to. Arsé-kun: Cai: I think I'd rather have a stroke. Sheepy: Beddy: The Lady of the Lake. You know, the one who hates Merlin. Arsé-kun: Cai: ........... Sheepy: Beddy: It's really a huge mess, isn't it? Arsé-kun: Cai: This sucks ass. Sheepy: Beddy: But he's a larger wife guy than Jaufre. Sheepy: Beddy:...It may be an exaggeration. But he's close. Sheepy: Beddy: Many-a-times have I gotten half asleep texts from him rambling about how much he loves Vivian... Arsé-kun: Cai: I don't wanna have this conversation anymore. I've learned too much. This sucks. I want booze. Sheepy: Beddy: So sorry. Arsé-kun: Cai: I woulda learned anyway. Arsé-kun: Cai: And I can't drink, I have to get up later. Sheepy: Beddy: Better not to drink anyway... But I could use my eyes to wipe your memories of this! *smug* ... I'm kidding, of course. Arsé-kun: Cai: Don't. I'll probably need it. Sheepy: *There's pawing at the front door* Arsé-kun: Cai: .... Hold on. Arsé-kun: *Cai leaves scene* Sheepy: *Marrok is at the door with a skeleton hanging out of his mouth.* Arsé-kun: Cai: Marrok? Why? Sheepy: Marrok: *chew chew chew* Arsé-kun: Cai: Stop bringing bones into my house! You don't even know what happened to it! Sheepy: Marrok:.....? Arsé-kun: Cai: *ughhhh* Sheepy: Marrok: *He drops the skeleton infront of him* Arsé-kun: Cai: I am NOT touching that! Sheepy: Marrok: *He steps over it and walks further into the house. Marrok, your bones! Pick your bones up!* Arsé-kun: Cai: Marrok! Clean up after yourself! I can only sell skeletons as models so many times before it gets weird! Sheepy: Marrok: *He whines before picking it up and dumping it right in front of the house* Arsé-kun: Cai: That's worse, actually. Thanks so much. Sheepy: Marrok: *He exits with the skeleton briefly before returning* Arsé-kun: Cai: Yeah, screw that guy. Sheepy: *Marrok is pleased!* Sheepy: Marrok: *He heads further into the house. He has important dog things to do.* Arsé-kun: *Cai closes and locks the front door before going back to Beddy* Sheepy: Beddy: You sell live skeletons? Arsé-kun: Cai: Only like.... Three times. Sheepy: Beddy:...Three? Arsé-kun: Cai: Marrok keeps bringing them back to chew on. Sheepy: Beddy: Marrok.... Arsé-kun: Cai: Marrok, if you find Jauf, let me know. I think he's dead. Arsé-kun: Cai: Anyway. Arsé-kun: Cai: All this shit made me kind of tired. Maybe I'll get sleep tonight. Sheepy: Beddy: I hope so. Arsé-kun: Cai: Me too. Sheepy: Beddy: I'm tired, too, although... Sheepy: Beddy: Weird things happen when I sleep sometimes... so maybe I should try not to. Arsé-kun: Cai: Who cares. I've seen you in the morning. It's still better than Marrok. Arsé-kun: Cai: He's goddamn nude. Sheepy: Beddy: He's covered in fur. Sheepy: Beddy: He's supposed to be covered in fur. Arsé-kun: Cai: You wouldn't believe the technicalities that fall under "clothes". Arsé-kun: Cai: I've seen him nude more often than anyone else in my entire life, and I was married. Sheepy: Beddy: I'm so sorry. Arsé-kun: Cai: I'm dying. clearly. Sheepy: Beddy: I've wondered sometimes how someone could take a shower like that. Arsé-kun: Cai: Swimming trunks count as clothes. Sheepy: Beddy: So he has to take two showers.... Sheepy: Beddy: One in swimming trunks, and one in a shirt. Arsé-kun: Cai: Or just socks if he feels stupid. Arsé-kun: Cai: Imagine how awful that must be. Sheepy: Beddy: Socks... in a shower? Can you imagine how that must feel? Stepping in a puddle in socks... Arsé-kun: Cai: Awful. Actually bad. Sheepy: Beddy:....He's really the toughest Round Table Knight around. Arsé-kun: Cai: Definitely up there. Arsé-kun: Cai: ... Well, I'm gonna see if I can accomplish anything. You can stay if you want. Just don't fuck with the shop or put the tv volume over 15. Arsé-kun: *Cai leaves with the intent of laying down for at least a little bit.* Arsé-kun: Cai: God Dammit Jaufre! Sheepy: *Jaufre has stolen Cai's bed.* Arsé-kun: Cai: ..... Bastard. Arsé-kun: *Cai shoves Jauf out of his way and sits down. Get fuck out way* Sheepy: Jauf: *Half asleep* How cruel... Arsé-kun: Cai: Shuttap. Sheepy: Jauf: No, you shut up. Arsé-kun: Cai: If you insist. Sheepy: Jauf: But don't actually. Arsé-kun: Cai: Can't do both. *he lays down and glances at Jaufre* Make up your damn mind. Sheepy: Jauf: Hmmm... Arsé-kun: Cai: Now shut up. I might actually get an hour of sleep for once. Sheepy: Jauf: Fine, fine. Arsé-kun: *Meanwhile, back at campus!* Sheepy: Bedi: This isn't how I imagined I'd be spending the evening... Arsé-kun: Kay: That's how most of our evenings have gone. Sheepy: Bedi: That's true. We haven't had a normal evening really since... Arsé-kun: Kay: Since Griflet. Arsé-kun: *Lot is reading a dnd rulebook like that's a normal thing to do, meanwhile. DnD... In space.* Sheepy: Bedi: Yes, exactly. Arsé-kun: Kay: Eh, I ain't complainin'. Something stupid had to happen to round today out. Sheepy: Tristan: Oh, how sad, how sad... *harp strum* For someone as so beautiful as me to have to wait, and wait... Sheepy: Bedi: Wasn't today weird enough? Arsé-kun: Kay: Weird, not stupid. Arsé-kun: Lot: We'd wait for you, Tristan. You can wait. Sheepy: Tristan: You would? Arsé-kun: Lot: Of course. Sheepy: Tristan: Oh...! You fill me with joy! How kind you are! Sheepy: Tristan: If you can wait, Gawain can wait. You're right. Arsé-kun: *Lot glances at Gawain* Sheepy: Gawain: *He's half asleep (or maybe fully asleep) in his chair* Arsé-kun: Lot: .... We really should've sent him back, huh. Sheepy: Tristan: Worry not. He is just resting his eyes. Arsé-kun: Kay: Like how you do, or actually? Sheepy: Tristan: ....... Sheepy: Tristan: If you search for the answer, you may find it. Arsé-kun: Kay: Hm, yes, okay, I'd better google that. Arsé-kun: *Kay proceeds to not do anything* Sheepy: Tristan: Hoho... you believe it could be found on google...? Sheepy: Tristan:....No. The answer... is in your heart! *harp strum* Arsé-kun: Kay: Sarcasm, dipshit. Sheepy: Tristan: So you say. Sheepy: Tristan: However... Sheepy: Tristan: I have decided that it's not! Arsé-kun: Kay: I have decided! Shut the hell up. Sheepy: Tristan: How fruel!!!! Arsé-kun: Kay: Fruel. Sheepy: Tristan: Cruel! Arsé-kun: Kay: Would it be fruel to repeat that? Sheepy: Tristan:...... Sheepy: Tristan: Hoho... Sheepy: Tristan: I see! Kay is the lowest of low! Arsé-kun: Kay: Is that new?? Arsé-kun: Kay: I thought everybody knew that already! Sheepy: Bedi: ...? Sheepy: Tristan: You make fun of the slip ups people make... Arsé-kun: Kay: Bitch, I make fun of everything, including myself. Sheepy: Tristan: How uncouth! How ungentlemanly! And finally... Sheepy: Tristan:........ Sheepy: Tristan: Brave words coming from Bay! Arsé-kun: Kay: ..... Yeah, okay, that's fair. Sheepy: Bedi: Typos and slip-ups are entirely natural. Sheepy: Tristan: *Harp strumming* Arsé-kun: Kay: hey what up i'm bay and i'm bay. Sheepy: Tristan: When you send me such messages, the meaning is lost on me... Arsé-kun: Lot: Be glad I don't show you the typos my DM makes. Good lord. Sheepy: Tristan: I need not see them. Arsé-kun: Lot: He speaks in typo. I'm impressed but I hate it. Sheepy: Tristan: How horrible... Sheepy: Tristan: I could never play DnD with him. Kay, you can be the DM. Sheepy: Tristan: It's your destiny. *harp strum* Arsé-kun: Kay: Tristan, what the fuck does that mean? Sheepy: Tristan: *Stare* You do not know of DMs? DnD? Your lines? Arsé-kun: Kay: I know two of those. How does those lines you see connect to this at all? Sheepy: Tristan: Your lines have changed, yet the tune you play is the same. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Right. About that..... Arsé-kun: Kay: ........ Arsé-kun: Kay: Anyway, do we pummel our man of the hour for being stupid, or do we pummel him for being stupid? Sheepy: Tristan: I wonder how they would sound if I played them. Arsé-kun: Kay: Bad. Sheepy: Tristan: Making horrible noises is my job! Sheepy: Tristan: Now, sit still, Kay. Arsé-kun: *Kay tenses up* Sheepy: *Tristan Approaches.* Sheepy: *Tristan plucks one of Kay's death lines like a harp cord.* Arsé-kun: *The single note reverberates like someone hit a low note on the chimes* Arsé-kun: *Kay yelps and pulls away from Tristan* Sheepy: Tristan: ....... Arsé-kun: Kay: I still hate that!!!! Sheepy: Tristan: It sounds different than Gawain's. Sheepy: Tristan: Your sound is very different... I think. Arsé-kun: Kay: No shit?? *he starts rubbing where Tristan plucked* Ugh... Sheepy: Tristan: It sounds more... hopeful, I think. *He closes his eyes* You have changed since the last time I plucked it. Arsé-kun: Kay: I don't wanna talk about it. Sheepy: Tristan: *He sits down again* Sheepy: *Gawain, meanwhile, has leaned over onto Lot. He's too busy napping to notice. Sorry, Lot.* Arsé-kun: *Lot doesn't mind. This is normal* Sheepy: Bedi: I hope he's okay... I'm feeling worried... Arsé-kun: Kay: I'm just glad Lucan isn't being given that sorta power. He'd kill himself with it, easy. Arsé-kun: Kay: ... So let's all agree to not tell him about that. Sheepy: Bedi: Of course. Let's hope Merlin doesn't accidentally let that information slip to him. Sheepy: Tristan: Your secret is safe with me because he does not believe anything I say anyway. Sheepy: Tristan: Now then.... Sheepy: Tristan: Let me play you all a song to pass the time... Here's Wonderwall. Arsé-kun: Kay: I expect it to change into something else. Don't disappoint me. Sheepy: *Tristan begins playing Wonderwall.* Arsé-kun: *Jack leans around the corner, completely visible for once (clothes) and Probably annoyed. Can't tell. Can't see his face* Sheepy: Bedi: Ah, hello... Sorry for the disturbance. Sheepy: Tristan: *pause* My name is Tristan. Arsé-kun: Jack: I know who you are, nuisance. Sheepy: Tristan: So, you've figured out my secret identity... Sheepy: Tristan: Hoho... now that you know, I cannot let you leave alive. Arsé-kun: Jack: You can't see. Why should I be afraid of you? Sheepy: Tristan: Hm? Sheepy: Tristan: I cannot see what is around me, of course... but I can see you. Arsé-kun: Jack: I hope so. I'm dressed. Sheepy: *Tristan opens his eyes and looks over at Jack, looking glassy-eyed as usual.* Sheepy: Tristan: You should keep your chest protected. Death lurks there for you more than anywhere else. Sheepy: Tristan:....Although this is typical. Arsé-kun: Jack: They don't let the legally insane guys wear body armor, so fuck me I guess. Sheepy: Tristan: Good luck to you, then! Sheepy: Tristan: Yes, you are a completely normal level of ugliness! Arsé-kun: Lot: Tristan, you can't keep saying that without an explanation. Sheepy: Tristan:....? Sheepy: Tristan: How do I explain that? Sheepy: Tristan:...... Sheepy: Tristan: I can let you hear the song of your heart. Sheepy: Bedi: Let's not do that, now. Arsé-kun: Kay: Don't. Sheepy: Tristan: You are red lines. Sheepy: Tristan: Otherwise, you are just a silhouette in darkness. Sheepy: Tristan: You understand. Arsé-kun: Jack: I don't, but I want to. Sheepy: Tristan: Hmhm... I can demonstrate, as long as you promise not to get angry. Arsé-kun: Kay: If he kills you, it's your problem. Sheepy: *Tristan approaches Jack.* Arsé-kun: *Jack crosses his arms.* Sheepy: *Tristan plucks one of Jack's lines* Arsé-kun: *Psycho-theme violin noise. First note only* Sheepy: Tristan: Hoho... I see. Arsé-kun: Jack: ..... Can't say I enjoyed that! Sheepy: Tristan: Do you understand? Arsé-kun: Jack: And you see this regularly? Sheepy: Tristan: Whenever my eyes are open. Arsé-kun: Jack: You've got all my interest. I'm stealing you tomorrow. You don't get a choice in the matter. Sheepy: Tristan:...? Sheepy: Tristan: What are you stealing me for? Arsé-kun: Jack: I'm gonna do my damn job for the first time in forever! Sheepy: Tristan:??? What is your job? Arsé-kun: Jack: Optometry! Ain't that ironic? Sheepy: Tristan:...? Arsé-kun: Jack: The guy who nobody can see, studying that of all things! Sheepy: Tristan: I understand now. Arsé-kun: *kay wisely decides to keep shut fuck* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Unfortunately for everyone, I've survived my own stupidity. Sheepy: Bedi: Merlin...! Sheepy: *Merlin gets a hug from Bedi. He was worried!* Arsé-kun: Merlin: ! Arsé-kun: Merlin: You waited for me? Seriously? Sheepy: Bedi: Of course. Sheepy: Bedi: All of us did. Sheepy: Bedi:...Except Tristan. I don't know what you would call what he was doing. Arsé-kun: Kay: If you heard the worst noises imaginable, that was him. Sheepy: Tristan: Tristan-ing, of course. I would suggest trying it, but only Tristans are capable of it. Arsé-kun: *Jack gets dragged off by the collar by Raph. No More of That, please.* Arsé-kun: Merlin: So you were being awful again? Nice. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Don't do it to me right now! Sheepy: Tristan: Of course not. Sheepy: Tristan: You are my friend. I would never pluck your strings. Sheepy: Bedi: You have done this to all of us... Arsé-kun: Kay: Then what the fuck am I? Sheepy: Tristan: This is the Tristan of the present. Sheepy: Tristan: You had your lines plucked by the Tristan of the past. Sheepy: Tristan: Present Tristan has not plucked your strings. Obviously, you are a friend. Arsé-kun: Lot: Mysteriously, no one present fully trusted Tristan's words. Perhaps they knew it would happen again. Sheepy: Tristan: Hoho... That will be the betrayal of Future Tristan. Arsé-kun: Lot: The future is now, pal. Sheepy: Tristan: In that moment, Future Tristan will say... Sheepy: Tristan:...."I pluck the lines of all my friends." *He plucks one of Gawain's lines* Sheepy: *This instantly wakes up a very confused and distressed Gawain!* Arsé-kun: Lot: Good evening, Gawain. Tristan happened and we're leaving. Sheepy: Gawain: Why...? Why?? ... *He stretches* ..... What? Did I fall asleep? Arsé-kun: Lot: Almost immediately. Sheepy: Gawain: I'm very sorry about that. It's really late for me. Arsé-kun: Kay: It's past seven. Of course you did. Sheepy: Gawain: I wanted to stay awake until Merlin returned. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Mission failed! We'll gettem next time! Sheepy: Gawain: Good to see you're feeling better! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Lesson learned. ^^;; Arsé-kun: Merlin: But yep, I'll live. Sheepy: Bedi: You won't do that again, will you? You'll use it properly? Arsé-kun: Merlin: ....... I'll.... Try? Sheepy: Bedi: *Stare* Arsé-kun: Merlin: To be fair!! It got knocked off of me! Sheepy: Bedi: It did, yes... Arsé-kun: Merlin: So not entirely my fault! Sheepy: Gawain: Have you tried working out to see if it gives more endurance with using magic? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I think I'd rather write an essay, thanks! Sheepy: Gawain:.....? Arsé-kun: Kay: He's being a coward. Sheepy: Gawain: If you start small, it shouldn't be too difficult. Arsé-kun: Kay: If we're off tomorrow, I might join you. Depends how bored I am. Sheepy: Gawain: Good to hear it. I'd like to have the company! *Tired grin* Arsé-kun: Lot: We're going now. We're not risking any of you falling asleep on the walk back. Sheepy: Tristan: Hoho... I would never. Arsé-kun: Lot: Not intentionally. Sheepy: Gawain: I'd like to go home and sleep. Arsé-kun: Kay: Typical. Arsé-kun: *They go back to the dorms! yippee.* Sheepy: Tristan: I will stay up a while longer. I am not tired yet. Arsé-kun: Lot: Agreed. It's too early. Sheepy: *Inside of the dorm room is... Minecraft!* Arsé-kun: *I hope it's more than just Minecraft* Sheepy: *Grif is watching Lance play Minecraft.* Arsé-kun: *This makes far more sense* Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Cube man. Arsé-kun: Lance: Yep. Arsé-kun: *Great conversation!* Sheepy: Grif: Why do you kill them? Arsé-kun: Lance: So they don't kill me first. Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm... Hmmmmm... The stakes are very high... Arsé-kun: Lance: ... You don't think I'll actually die if I die in game, do you? Sheepy: Grif: If you die in the game, you die in real life. Arsé-kun: Lance: If that was it, I'd be dead. Sheepy: Grif: Zombie... Arsé-kun: Lance: I'm not. Sheepy: Grif: That is what a zombie would say. Arsé-kun: Lance: No, I'm fairly certain they can't speak. Sheepy: Grif: Wrong. Sheepy: Grif: Zombies can speak. Sheepy: Grif: But only some zombies. Arsé-kun: Lance: ... Huh. You'd know better than I would. Sheepy: Grif: You know a lot,too. Arsé-kun: Kay: the fuck is happening in here. Sheepy: Grif: Kay. Arsé-kun: Kay: I am now happening in here. Sheepy: Grif: He is playing CrimeMine. Arsé-kun: Lance: Not it's name. Sheepy: Grif:..... Arsé-kun: Kay: Oh, minecrap. Sheepy: Grif: Maftcraft. Sheepy: Tristan: I know of this game. Arsé-kun: Kay: Maftcrine. Arsé-kun: Lance: ...... *Being hurt spiritually* Sheepy: Tristan: It is in outer space. Arsé-kun: Lance: That's star craft. Sheepy: Tristan: Hoho... I see. Arsé-kun: Lance: no you don't. Sheepy: Tristan: So you say. Arsé-kun: Kay: Actually, can you? Or can you just see the tv sorta? Sheepy: Tristan:.......*thinking* Sheepy: Tristan: I can just see light. Arsé-kun: Kay: Huh. Sheepy: Tristan: Speaking of which, apparently I must awaken early tomorrow so I may be tested upon by a mad scientist. Arsé-kun: Kay: Who said it was early? Arsé-kun: Kay: Anyway Gawain's dead to the world and I'm bored, so I'm gonna steal your kitchen. Anybody want anything specific? Or am I free to go a little insane? Sheepy: Tristan: Give me your finest cuisine and I will judge you. Arsé-kun: Kay: Depends what's in your kitchen. Sheepy: Tristan: I know not. Arsé-kun: Kay: Whatever you had when you left. Sheepy: Tristan: I do not cook. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Right. Sheepy: Tristan: Make me your finest dish. Arsé-kun: Kay: What, do you think I have all goddamn day?? Sheepy: Tristan: For me? Of course. Arsé-kun: Kay: I don't. It's way too late for that shit. Sheepy: Grif: Worry not. Sheepy: Grif: I do not love you either. Sheepy: Tristan:........ Arsé-kun: Kay: Get fucked. Sheepy: Tristan: *sob, sob* Sheepy: Tristan: Ohhh... how sad... how sad... *harp strum* Arsé-kun: *Lance finally glances away from Minecraft* Sheepy: Grif: Uh... Hm... Arsé-kun: Lot: Tristan... Sheepy: Grif: Do not cry or you will attract the attention of the Sandbox Clown. Arsé-kun: Kay: *returning from the kitchen* Grif? What the FUCK did that mean?? Sheepy: Grif: Well. Sheepy: Grif: You know. Arsé-kun: Kay: No?! Sheepy: *This made Tristan stop crying and just stare.* Sheepy: Grif: The Sandbox Clown. Arsé-kun: Kay: You know, I don't wanna know actually. Bye. Sheepy: Grif: It comes from the other side of the moon. Sheepy: Grif: It is attracted by tears because it believes that they are coming from children. Sheepy: Grif: It consumes children. Arsé-kun: *Yog brings up a Foe Detail page. Most of the menu screen is censored. The picture is just a picture of the moon* Arsé-kun: Yog: ..... Griflet? When did you get this entry, exactly? Sheepy: Grif: When I witnessed it, of course. Arsé-kun: Yog: My question remains unanswered, actually. Sheepy: Grif: Well. Sheepy: Grif: I have witnessed its dietary habits. Sheepy: Grif: It was lured to a crying child. Sheepy: Grif: It soothed the child, brought them away from the rest of the group... and consumed them. Arsé-kun: Yog: .... I have no data on any of this. Sheepy: Grif: You did not comment on it at the time. I simply thought we were ignoring that this happened. Sheepy: Grif: I did not stop it because I was given every status affliction possible by seeing it. Arsé-kun: Yog: I most certainly did. Sheepy: Grif: The Sandbox Clown is an EX+ Boss. One is never supposed to witness it in its true form. Its mask that it wears is only effective for children. Sheepy: Grif: Do you ever see a strange shadow on the moon? Sheepy: Grif: Do you ever feel it staring back at you? Sheepy: Grif: Do you feel like prey, frozen in the sight of a predator? Arsé-kun: Yog: Griflet, please stop scaring the mortals. Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm... But... Sheepy: Grif: It's all true. Arsé-kun: Yog: I do not doubt you, but this is not something they will need to be concerned with. Sheepy: Grif: But... once you've seen it, it's seen you. Arsé-kun: Kay: Free nightmares. Thanks so much. I'll forget about it by tomorrow. Now shut the hell up. Sheepy: Grif: Wow.... Sheepy: Grif: Kay is mean. Arsé-kun: Kay: Ain't new. Sheepy: Grif: Sad... Sheepy: Tristan: How sad, how sad! Arsé-kun: -Friday, November 26th- Arsé-kun: *As promised, Kay went to Get Sick Gains with Gawain.* Sheepy: Gawain: You came! Arsé-kun: Kay: I said I would. Arsé-kun: Kay: What, did you think I'm a liar? Sheepy: Gawain: No, of course not. Sheepy: Gawain: Not intentionally. Sheepy: Gawain: Tristan does it often. Arsé-kun: Kay: Are you calling me Tristan?? Arsé-kun: Kay: How dare you. *joking* I need to make your death look like an accident, bucko. Sheepy: Gawain:?! Sheepy: Gawain: Now you sound like Agravain... Arsé-kun: Kay: If I chuck enough potatoes at your head, I'm sure I can get away with it. Arsé-kun: Kay: Or would you eat them out of the air, potato man? Sheepy: Gawain: Of course not!! Arsé-kun: Kay: >:) Sheepy: Gawain: I'm not a trained seal, nor am I a dog... I could never accomplish that. Arsé-kun: Kay: Why not? Sheepy: Crow: If you two kill each other, I'll be forced to work despite being on break. Arsé-kun: Kay: Oh, it's you. Sheepy: Gawain: You look familiar... Sheepy: Crow: I am Crow! It is me!! Arsé-kun: Kay: Didn't think you were the type to be here. Sheepy: Gawain:....Milk farmer? Are you here to major in milk? Arsé-kun: Kay: If you guys are gonna start some clown to clown communication, I'm gonna be over there. Sheepy: Gawain: It wasn't a literal question. Arsé-kun: Kay: Let me tease you in peace. Sheepy: Crow: I'm not old enough to be a college student. Sheepy: Crow: I'm 16. Arsé-kun: Kay: You're spared. For now. Sheepy: Crow: Yeah! Just watch me knock high school out of the park! Arsé-kun: *Kay doesn't have a comment. He's here to do shit and he gonna do shit* Sheepy: Crow: Ehehehe! I'm going to become a college student before you know it! Then you can't laugh at me! *proud grin* Arsé-kun: Kay: .... *stopping briefly* To major in what? Being a clown? Sheepy: Crow:...? Arsé-kun: Kay: ... Right, you're too dense to insult. Sheepy: Crow: Such a major exists? No, no. Business. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Huh. Okay. Sheepy: Crow: You need to know a lot to run a business. Sheepy: Crow: By the way, do you buy milk? Arsé-kun: Kay: When we need it, yeah, why? Sheepy: Crow: Ehehe... depending on the brand, the milk you're buying may be from my farm! Arsé-kun: Kay: How thinly spread are you? Do things exist that you're not involved in?? Sheepy: Crow:? Sheepy: Crow: Uhhh... Sheepy: Crow: Well, probably? I'm not the center of the universe. Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah, that's Grif's grandpa, probably. Lucky us. Sheepy: Crow: ...Huh. Must be tiring work. Sheepy: Crow: It's always expanding, so you always have to keep moving to be in the center. Arsé-kun: Kay: What if it moves around them, though? Sheepy: Crow: Like the universe is always expanding in a way to ensure that Grif's dad remains the middle of the universe? Huh! Sheepy: Crow: That's a lot of responsibility. In a way, it means he's keeping everything in order. He can never physically leave to explore the universe he's helping support, either. Arsé-kun: Kay: It wouldn't surprise me.... But I've heard from him, so he's got some sorta time I guess. Arsé-kun: Kay: ... Not personally. Sheepy: Crow: What a guy! He's kinda reminiscent of Teacher! Always hardworking! A little too hardworking, but there's nobody out there who can take his job, so he can't really take breaks for very long. Arsé-kun: Kay: There's a few guys that fit that description, I think. Sheepy: Crow: Eh... Well, the one I mean is Boss. Arsé-kun: Kay: Oh, not Aru's teacher, then. Same deal with him, apparently. Sheepy: Crow: Never met him! Arsé-kun: Kay: Lucky. Sheepy: Crow: Is he that bad? Boss isn't bad at all. Arsé-kun: Kay: The wizard's a nuisance. Sheepy: Crow: Ehhhh... Arsé-kun: Kay: Wait. Hold on. Lionel? Sheepy: Crow: That's the guy. Arsé-kun: Kay: He's... He sure is. Sheepy: Crow: Well... Sheepy: Crow: He became a reaper for one reason. Arsé-kun: Kay: To keep his friend's work going? Sheepy: Crow: Uh... not really. Sheepy: Crow: It's so he can monopolize the rights to taking his brother's soul. His brother can't die because of it, although all the other reapers think it's funny so they let it happen. Sheepy: Crow: After all, he did declare that he would be his brother's killer. Arsé-kun: Kay: And that'd be that Bors guy, right? Sheepy: Crow: That's the guy! Arsé-kun: Kay: He runs a DnD game for one of my friends. Speaks in typo? That guy? Sheepy: Crow: Exactly him! He's been around for over a thousand years! Sheepy: Crow: Be careful who you make mad, huh? They might seize your right to death if you aren't careful. Arsé-kun: Kay: Hmm. I'll keep that in mind. Sheepy: Crow: Although now that we know about it, I'd guess that better protections will be put in place to prevent something like this. Arsé-kun: Kay: Damn. Dreams of immortality, shattered. *he's joking, I think* Sheepy: Crow: Well, if you ever need someone to pick up your soul, I could be your guy! Although, I'm in the violent death department. You'd think the Angel of Death wouldn't be confined to a department, but... Right now, everything is just a mess. Arsé-kun: Kay: I'd rather not. Already--- *he stops, remembering Gawain is there* ... You know. Sheepy: Crow:...Right! Sheepy: Crow: Sorry, that's not really an offer most people want. Arsé-kun: Kay: Whatever. Backup's backup. Sheepy: Crow: That's me! Arsé-kun: Kay: .... *he spots something, picks up his eyepatch to get a better look, and goes back to what he was doing* Sheepy: Gawain: *He pauses working out, concerned* Is there something in your eye? Arsé-kun: Kay: ... Yeah. My eye. *he flips it back down* Sheepy: Gawain: A normal phenomenon! Arsé-kun: *Crow gets rushed by an Unidentified Tiny Leopard Thing.* Sheepy: *Crow, in a panic, whips around and accidentally knees him!* Arsé-kun: *Goodbye, unidentified fucking thing* Sheepy: Shuu:....Crane ⭐️ Sheepy: Crow:....???? *looking around* Arsé-kun: *Kay goes back to working out. No comment. just a smirk* Sheepy: Crow: Snooze-O? You're here? What was that? Arsé-kun: *Rom (re)appears, holding his stomach but at least being a good sport about it* Sheepy: Shuu: Crane, stand still ⭐️There's a bug on you ⭐️ Sheepy: Crow: Rom!! Arsé-kun: Rom: Shuu, don't. I deserved that. Sheepy: Shuu:...Hehe ⭐️I wasn't going to do anything ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: Hey, Crow. Good shot! Sheepy: Crow: Th-that was you?! Arsé-kun: Rom: If I say yes, do I get a counter? Sheepy: Crow: Ehehehehe! That was my crimson knee! Arsé-kun: *Rom socks Crow in the shoulder.* Sheepy: Crow: Yowch!! Arsé-kun: Rom: Now we're even. Sheepy: Crow: It doesn't feel like it...Arsé-kun: Rom: Then take your best shot! Sheepy: Shuu: You're right ⭐️ That's because I haven't gotten my revenge yet ⭐️ Arsé-kun: i do not remember how this man Arsé-kun: Rom: Shuu. No. Sheepy: Shuu: Hehe ⭐️ You've been spared today, Crane ⭐️ Sheepy: Crow: My NAME is CROW!!! Arsé-kun: Rom: Do you know how long we've been waiting for you to show up? Sheepy: Crow:....Huh? Arsé-kun: Rom: .... About twenty minutes. We just got here. Sheepy: Crow: Huh????? Arsé-kun: Rom: And of course neither Yaiba or Aion could be bothered to leave their rooms once we got here, so good luck with that. Sheepy: Crow: Ugh... Sorry, I've been here for a while. Arsé-kun: Rom: Can you not take a joke today? We just got here. Sheepy: Crow: I felt impatient waiting around and ended up hanging out with Kay instead. Sheepy: Crow:? Sheepy: Crow: So it hasn't been twenty minutes? Arsé-kun: Rom: ....Crow. Arsé-kun: Kay: Most intelligent conversation I've had all day, and there goes all the IQ in the room. It's gone. Sheepy: Crow:....."We've been waiting for you for twenty minutes. We only just arrived now"... ...to the gym, I thought. Not to the campus as a whole. Arsé-kun: Rom: The campus as a whole. You think Aion or Yaiba would be caught dead in here?? Sheepy: Crow: Well, I thought they were waiting in their rooms or something. Sheepy: Crow: Shuu and you together can be "we", yeah? Arsé-kun: Rom: .... Real literal day for you, huh? Sheepy: Crow: Huh... I guess so. Arsé-kun: Kay: Local moron spread so thin his brain's running on empty. Get this booboo bitch outta here. Sheepy: Crow: I'm not dumb... Arsé-kun: Rom: Clearly not, considering you managed to lose me in the minute I was here. Sheepy: Shuu: Hehe ⭐️ Sorry for the interruption to your workout, Cain ⭐️ Make sure to have lots and lots of fun ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Kay: I don't mind, Shithead. I won't, just for you. Sheepy: Shuu: I'll gladly watch you suffer. *A smug, slightly sadistic grin spreads across his face, uncharacteristic of his brightly colored hair and outfit* Arsé-kun: Rom: Shuzo, please. Sheepy: Shuu: ... *The cutesy smile returns.* Hehe ⭐️ Just kidding ⭐️ Did I get you? Hehehe... ⭐️ Arsé-kun: *Kay just rolls his eye(s) and moves on with his life* Sheepy: Crow: Lead the way! Arsé-kun: Rom: Right now? Sheepy: Crow: Why not? Arsé-kun: Rom: At least let me work out first! Sheepy: Shuu: You're leaving your band waiting ⭐️ You're just as bad as Crane and him making us wait "20 minutes"... ⭐️ Hehe ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Rom: He doesn't need me there! Sheepy: Shuu: You don't care about what he did over the break? Arsé-kun: Rom: Of course I do! Sheepy: Crow: Break? There was a break? Arsé-kun: Rom: Yaiba and Aion considered it a break. I did work. Sheepy: Crow: ...I guess taking breaks sometimes is good. Sheepy: Crow: But I feel totally left out! Sheepy: Shuu: Hehe... (star) Arsé-kun: Rom: Too late, Shuu, the moment already passed. Sheepy: Shuu: I didn't feel left out. Sheepy: Crow: Of course you didn't. You guys all got to hang out. Arsé-kun: Rom: Okay, fine. I can work out later... *clearly pained saying this* Sheepy: Shuu: I would've dragged you away if you'd started. Arsé-kun: Rom: What?! Why?! Sheepy: Shuu: Because I refuse to go listen to those three without you to serve as meat shield. Arsé-kun: Rom: You don't need to go either! Sheepy: Shuu: Well, you know. Arsé-kun: Rom: No, I don't. Inform me. Sheepy: Shuu: It turns into baby fights whenever you don't step in to sort it out. Arsé-kun: Rom: You only had to say that my fists needed to be there. Sheepy: Shuu: The twins and I get along very well (star) Although I worry about how they're distant with each other (star) Sheepy: Shuu: You're the glue holding your band together. Arsé-kun: Rom: .... Arsé-kun: Rom: Let's just go. Sheepy: Crow: I was ready to leave like twenty minutes ago!!! Arsé-kun: Rom: Start Running! 🔥 Sheepy: *Crow turns and flees, laughing.* Arsé-kun: *Rom chases after him* Sheepy: *Shuu takes his time, strolling leisurely.* Arsé-kun: *Despite everything, Shuuuuuuuuuuzo gets there first.* Sheepy: Crow: E...ehhh?! Arsé-kun: *Crow gets rammed into by Rom and his lack of brakes* Sheepy: Shuu: Hehe (star) You two are so slow (star) Sheepy: Crow: Yowch! Look where you're going, Rom! Arsé-kun: Rom: I can't stop on a dime like you can! Sheepy: Crow: I never saw him pass us... Arsé-kun: Rom: You wouldn't... Magical git. Sheepy: Shuu: Oh, I would never cheat (star) Arsé-kun: Rom: Yes you would! Sheepy: Shuu: I took my time. Slow and steady wins the race, after all (star) Arsé-kun: Rom: Just admit you cheated! Sheepy: Shuu:...... Sheepy: Shuu: There were no rules. Sheepy: Aion: ...*Looming in the doorway* So. A puny rodent has decided to nest within these hallowed grounds. Arsé-kun: Rom: Don't be like that already. Sheepy: Crow: Aw, shaddup, Wimpion! This isn't just your place. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Legend of the return of the Crow! *he leans out around Aion* He lives! Hence, as do we! Sheepy: Aion: Hmph... This Dark Sun God graces these grounds with his presence. Therefore, it is his. Sheepy: Crow: Ehehehe! I'm not gonna die so easily! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: We haven't seen you at all! Share the legends of your exploits! Sheepy: Crow: I took a giant cattle soul to Eden! Sheepy: Crow: I'd like to say it was a really cool fight, but there were lots of people around. I couldn't unleash my crimson power around them. Not unless I wanted them to be scarlet smears on the walls! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Hence, you had to restrain your power... Legend of understanding! Sheepy: Crow: So instead I used... *pose* the power of conversation! Sheepy: Crow: Exactly! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: And you succeeded just with your words! The Legend of Crow's charisma only grows! Sheepy: Crow: Ehehehehe! *His tail is wagging happily* It does, it does! Only to be expected! Sheepy: Crow: In a line of work like this, you can't rely too much on fighting. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Exactly! Hence, having a skillset able to both fight and converse is a necessity, especially when you are required to move fast! Sheepy: Crow: You sure know a lot, Yaiba! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Legend of need to know a lot of information! Sheepy: Crow: I could totally see you bringing cattle souls to Eden with your Ryukenden. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: I think you're best suited for the job, hence I'll stay back here! Sheepy: Crow: I'll be the best of the best! Just watch my crimson passion! Ehehehehe! Sheepy: Crow: By the way, what did you do over the break? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Legend of speedrunning! I also wrote a legend's worth of lyrics! Sheepy: Crow: Eh?! You've written lyrics? Lemme see! *tail swishing* ... That's not what you were speedrunning, is it? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Nope. I wrote lyrics between fnaf runs, hence I may not have finished some lines, but that isn't important! Sheepy: Crow: Any work's good work! Sheepy: Aion: How terrifying... I could not watch... Sheepy: Aion: Those entities... Sheepy: Aion: They appeared in the Dark Sun God's dreams.... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Hence, legend of I offered to give you all the lore prior! Sheepy: Aion: ....The dark sun god trembles before them. Sheepy: Aion: You are very brave. Sheepy: Crow:????? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Oh, does death not know of five nights at freddys? Sheepy: Crow: Is that the one with the bear? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Yes! That is Freddy! See--- [Omitted] Sheepy: Crow: I know Freddy. Sheepy: Crow: He sings. Like me! Arsé-kun: *Yaiba is approximating how much Crow knows. Preparing. Preparing. Taking a shot of 5 hour energy. Perparing* Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Would you like to know the plot?? Sheepy: Crow: There's a plot? Arsé-kun: *Yaiba begins explaining the plot of Five Nights at Freddys in Excessive Detail. There is, unfortunately, a plot.* Sheepy: *Crow quietly listens. And listens. And listens. And starts getting fidgety. And listens.* Arsé-kun: *Rom does not. Rom straight up leaves. Rom is not dealing with that.* Sheepy: Crow:????????? Arsé-kun: *Someone is having fun, at least. It's Yaiba.* Sheepy: Crow: Hey, so... Sheepy: Crow: What's an animaltonic? Arsé-kun: *Yaiba stops mid-sentence.* Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Oh, it's like charles entertainment cheese. a robot. Sheepy: Crow: Who's that? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: ... It's a robot, hence, the point is they're robots except when they aren't but most of them are with the excepti[omitted] Sheepy: Crow: Robot, huh... Sheepy: Crow: Just like the pundam things you like building. Sheepy: Crow: Is Freddy a pundam? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: If Freddy was a pundam, the night guard wouldn't have standed a chance! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Anyway where henceforth was I... Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Right! Legend of the Virtual Reality, don't worry, after this is only one more so you'll be free, yueni! Sheepy: Crow: Virtual reality... such a thing exists... Arsé-kun: *yaiba doesn't correct crow. he just moves on to security breach* Arsé-kun: *rom comes back, having done several laps and 100 push ups meanwhile. that's how long it's actually been. twenty minutes.* Sheepy: Shuu: Rom... Arsé-kun: Rom: Yes? Sheepy: Shuu: You ditched me (star) Arsé-kun: Rom: I was just outside! You have legs! Sheepy: Shuu: I do, yes. Sheepy: Shuu: But I'd miss this fascinating tale. Arsé-kun: Rom: ... *he tunes in for a few moments* ah. Sheepy: Shuu: Although... Sheepy: Shuu: Isn't he missing the lore of all the books? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: *interrupting his own sentence* THERE'S BOOKS?! Sheepy: Shuu: There's a ton of them. It's a whole separate universe. Sheepy: *Aion is napping through all this.* Arsé-kun: *Aion does not dream of electric sheep or electric bears despite the conversation. I mean. the lore dump* Sheepy: *He instead dreams of honeybuns.* Arsé-kun: *Crow is freed from FNAF loredump. He's learned more than he ever needed to. He won't retain most of it.* Sheepy: Crow: Huh.... Sheepy: Crow: Man, I learned a lot today! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Did? Did you learn something else today? Sheepy: Crow: I learned about Freddy. And some other things. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Your turn to share, hence, I need a moment! Sheepy: Crow: The security guard's dad lives at the center of the universe. Arsé-kun: *Yaiba turns his head to look at Crow so fast he almost gets whiplash. His glasses almost fly off. How do his glasses stay on if he has animal ears? His face costs the studio 10k to render* Sheepy: Crow: I mean on this campus. Not the one who fights Freddy. Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Well, yeah, I assumed that much at least! Sheepy: Crow: Isn't that weird? Doesn't that mean he's scary strong? Arsé-kun: Yaiba: That'd mean he'd be unreasonably powerful... Sheepy: Crow: ......... Sheepy: Crow: If we fought him, we'd totally lose! Even Rom! Arsé-kun: Yaiba: Even Aion? Sheepy: Crow: Of course. Arsé-kun: Rom: Then get training!!! Sheepy: Shuu: Hehe (star) Training won't help you here. Sheepy: Shuu: You have a death wish? Arsé-kun: Rom: If the security guard can beat these things, why can't we? Sheepy: Shuu: *stare* Arsé-kun: Rom: What? Just insult me already. Tell me I'm an idiot and get on with it. Sheepy: Shuu: You saw what happened to Crow. Arsé-kun: Rom: .... Somehow that's worse. Sheepy: Shuu: You're lucky you didn't have lasting damage. Arsé-kun: Rom: There's nothing weaker than that? At all? Sheepy: Shuu: Aren't you talking about fighting Griflet's dad? Arsé-kun: Rom: I was, but if that's not doable, let's go a level lower. Sheepy: Shuu: His dad has power over space and time and was locked away for being too powerful. Arsé-kun: Rom: ... A few levels lower. Sheepy: Shuu: Let's start on level ones (star) Arsé-kun: Rom: Something we could actually fight against if we needed to! Sheepy: Shuu: Yes. Exactly. Sheepy: Shuu: Level ones. Don't start high. Sheepy: Shuu: And not alone. Arsé-kun: Rom: So bring you with me! Arsé-kun: *Yaiba is trying to work his brain around the sheer scale required to be in the center of the universe. How did that have kids? How did.* Sheepy: Shuu: ...Me? Arsé-kun: Rom: Sure! You know what's what! Sheepy: Shuu: Dr. Watson would be very displeased with me if I did that and collapsed. Sheepy: Shuu: Maybe someone who can't get manipulated easily. Arsé-kun: Rom: I fight! You tell me what to punch! Sheepy: Shuu: That's.... Sheepy: Shuu: During combat, communication is hard. Sheepy: Shuu: I don't think that will work. Arsé-kun: Rom: We'll figure something out!! Arsé-kun: *That's enough of that. Back to the guys we care about* Sheepy: Bedi: Oh, you're back! Arsé-kun: Kay: We're back. Nothing happened for once. Sheepy: *Gawain is quietly mulling things over.* Arsé-kun: *odd, but not unusual* Sheepy: *Gawain is giving Kay the occasional anxious glance. He's been quiet since Crow appeared.* Arsé-kun: *Kay has noticed this but doesn't know what to say to him. It's actually sorta awkward* Sheepy: Agravain: What happened between you two? Arsé-kun: Kay: Beats me. I was talking to a noisy little rat and he just stopped talking to me after that. Sheepy: Gawain: Something has just been nagging at my mind. Arsé-kun: Kay: How to get a new concussion so you don't suffer from concussion withdrawal? Sheepy: Gawain: I thought your other eye didn't work... Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Yep. Sheepy: Gawain: But that isn't my business... Sheepy: Gawain: There's also you implying you've died before. That's also... not my business. Arsé-kun: Kay: Eh? When'd I say that? Sheepy: Gawain: When the reaper said he would pick up your soul if you died a violent death. Sheepy: Gawain: You implied you already have. Arsé-kun: Kay: Do I look dead to you, Gawain? Sheepy: Gawain: Well, it's not my business... Arsé-kun: Kay: You're making it your business! Sheepy: Gawain: But Griflet doesn't look dead... Arsé-kun: Kay: Grif's got his dad. Arsé-kun: *Gawain, look at how correct you are because he's getting defensive.* Sheepy: Agravain: And who do you have? *He's got a sadistic grin.* Arsé-kun: *Kay sorta just throws his hands up* Arsé-kun: Kay: Do you want a literal answer or the depression answer? Sheepy: Agravain: Go on. Give me your best answer. Arsé-kun: Kay: Why? Will I get stabbed if I don't? Sheepy: Agravain: *grin* Arsé-kun: Kay: That'll get you nothing and you know it! Sheepy: Agravain: Maybe not you, considering your... support. Arsé-kun: Kay: Can you for once just say the things you want to say? Sheepy: Agravain: You'd rather I spout off hypotheses rather than squeezing you until you squeak? Arsé-kun: Kay: Can't you hold a conversation without threatening someone? Sheepy: Agravain: Of course. Arsé-kun: Kay: Not seeing evidence. Sheepy: Agravain: Yet you supposedly see out of a blind eye and have come back to life before, according to my brother. Arsé-kun: Kay: ... Fine, fine. That eye works a little sometimes, all right? Are you happy? Sheepy: Agravain:...And? Sheepy: Bedi: I'm glad your eye is slowly recovering, Kay! Arsé-kun: Kay: Thanks. Arsé-kun: Kay: Right now it's.... *he flips the eyepatch up, blinks* Nope, shit's broke. Sheepy: Gawain:...Sorry, Kay. Sheepy: Gawain: I just saw your hair was going white so prematurely and thought that whatever happened over the break must have been stressful enough to cause that. Sheepy: Gawain: And when you implied you died, I wondered if that was it. Arsé-kun: Kay: ... Let's go with that, actually. Sheepy: Gawain: ...So, you really... Arsé-kun: Kay: For about half a minute. Sheepy: Bedi: But you are standing with us here and now, and that is what matters... *Bedi is clearly trying to help end the subject. Unfortunately, it instead sounds like he's diminishing the situation. He will realize this at 3 in the morning and be unable to sleep.* Sheepy: Gawain: Well, it looks good on you! But don't stress too much or you'll end up looking like Merlin. Sheepy: Gawain: Well, it looks good on you! But don't stress too much or you'll end up looking like Merlin. Arsé-kun: Kay: If I end up looking like dick wizard.... Well, dye exists. Arsé-kun: Kay: ..... Hair dye. Sheepy: Bedi: I was about to say.... Sheepy: *Gawain has an awkward expression on his face, guilty about infringing on Kay's privacy.* Arsé-kun: Kay: ... Eh, you guys woulda found out anyway. Arsé-kun: Kay: But Bedi, you? You didn't know?? Sheepy: Bedi:........I...... Sheepy: Bedi: *He's struggling to smile. He will not cry!* ...Am very happy that you are still here. Nobody told me this happened, but... Sheepy: Bedi:.....I am sure it was to prevent more panic than there needed to be. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Seriously..? *he's thinking* I could have sworn I mentioned it in front of you... Sheepy: Bedi: You didn't. Arsé-kun: Kay: And No One told you?? Sheepy: Bedi: This is my first time hearing of it. Arsé-kun: Kay: ???? Sheepy: Bedi: But that doesn't matter, yes? What's important is that you're okay. Sheepy: Bedi: Of course, I have no familiarity with this situation, but... if you ever need someone to lean on, I am here. Figuratively and literally. Arsé-kun: Kay: Want me to date it for you? So I can strangle somebody for not telling you after? Sheepy: Bedi:....? Arsé-kun: Kay: Day we all bailed from here. I get Aru not talking about it... Grif's a dumbass... Jaufre. Sheepy: Bedi:....Those three would not mention it, yes. Sheepy: Bedi: But, I see... It's been a while. Arsé-kun: Kay: It's fine. I didn't even tell Merlin. If he knew, you definitely woulda. ... Everyone would've. Sheepy: Bedi:....Well, thank you for letting me know. Arsé-kun: Kay: Don't thank me. I wasn't gonna tell anyone else. Sheepy: Bedi: Yes... I can understand that. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Could be worse. Could be more of us here, not that I'll stop you if you tell. Sheepy: Bedi: Of course I won't. That's your choice to make, although you've already told almost everyone you know. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Arsé-kun: Kay: ........ They're behind me, aren't they? Sheepy: Bedi: Of course. Arsé-kun: Kay: Fuck me running. Sheepy: Tristan: Your tune had changed. This does not shock me. Sheepy: Tristan: So, too, did your lines. Arsé-kun: Kay: Couldn't you twats tell me you were behind me or something? Sheepy: Tristan: Hoho... Sheepy: Tristan: And ruin your friend to friend communication? Arsé-kun: Kay: More like "and now everyone feels bad", except mcbastard over here. Sheepy: Tristan: Had it been your boyfriend, I would have happily interrupted. Sheepy: Tristan: But since it was your friend, I would never do such a horrible thing. Arsé-kun: *Lot's just uncomfortable. Lance moreso, somehow. Forbidden knowledge.* Sheepy: Agravain: Oh, I feel horrible. Arsé-kun: Kay: No, you don't. Sheepy: Agravain:......Hmm. You're right. I don't. Arsé-kun: Kay: ... Anyway, thanks for fuckin' asking. Wouldn't of told you guys otherwise. Sheepy: Agravain: Well, the rabbit ran off, so if you have any other deep, dark secrets you want to tell but not have him hear, now is your time. Sheepy: Gawain: You're welcome? *He is unsure if Kay is serious or not.* Sheepy: Gawain: I should have just left it alone, anyway. I'm sorry, Kay. Sheepy: Gawain: I won't try to pull sensitive information out of you again. I promise. Arsé-kun: Kay: It's fine. I'll live. Arsé-kun: Kay: I hope. Arsé-kun: Kay: If it happens a second time, I'll be sure to announce it. Sheepy: Gawain: Don't let it happen a second time. Arsé-kun: Lot: Or a third. Sheepy: Agravain: Not unless you want to start competing with Griflet. Arsé-kun: Kay: I could never compare. Arsé-kun: Kay: ... You know what? I may as well explain my dumbshit decisions, but not this minute. I'd rather everybody be here than having to do it more than once. I'll lose whatever nerve I've got if I have to do it twice. Arsé-kun: Kay: You twats get to be awkward for a bit. I'm gonna go make sure Bedi's just going to tell Merlin or Lucan and nothing else. Sheepy: Agravain: Me? Awkward? Arsé-kun: Kay: Not you, chucklefuck. Sheepy: Agravain: *evil grin* Arsé-kun: Kay: If I didn't mind blood on my hand, I'd punch that grin off your face. *he's kidding. I think.* Sheepy: Agravain: As if you could. Arsé-kun: Kay: ... I'm not taking that bait. I'll be back later. Sheepy: Gawain: Be careful. Arsé-kun: Kay: Of course. Sheepy: Gawain: Makes sense to me! Arsé-kun: *Kay heads out. Let's find Bedi.* Arsé-kun: *Kay gets outside and then finally realizes how utterly impossible this is gonna be.* Arsé-kun: *meanwhile* Sheepy: *Bedi is crying by a lake. Glaaki's lake. The lake with Glaaki in it. The lake of which contains Glaaki.* Arsé-kun: *The lake Bedi shouldn't be at. The lake containing the human-enslaving alien slug. The lake* Sheepy: *But it is the lake he ended up at. Nobody will interrupt him crying here. Probably.* Arsé-kun: *Other than the slug. Hopefully.* Sheepy: Bedi: Ugh... He's the one who suffered... but nobody even thought to tell me... Sheepy: Bedi:.....But even if he'd told me, what could I do? Sheepy: Bedi: Always a third wheel, always a third wheel... Ugh... It's not my area to intrude. Sheepy: Bedi: It was nice when I first moved in... But everyone has left me behind. ...I don't want to follow them... Sheepy: Bedi:...But it's not their fault. These things just happen... Arsé-kun: *Bedi's companion just kinda nods, not being entirely sure what to say* Sheepy: Bedi:....My apologies. I shouldn't be ranting to you. Arsé-kun: Aza: I don't mind. However..... Can you ever really know what is going to happen? Sheepy: Bedi: You can't. I thought we'd be close friends forever, and... Arsé-kun: Aza: ... Is this all it takes to end such a thing? Sheepy: Bedi: It's a buildup. Sheepy: Bedi: It's just another thing. Arsé-kun: Aza: There is no way to remove it? Sheepy: Bedi: I... don't know. Arsé-kun: Aza: There is always a way to remove something... Sheepy: Bedi: The distance between us is so far now. Smiling quietly in the background, always being left behind... Now, being entirely left out... Arsé-kun: Aza: You cannot keep up? Sheepy: Bedi: I... well, they want to go on adventures. Fight. Be heroes. Sheepy: Bedi: Kay has seemed happier than he has in forever. This change is good for him. Sheepy: Bedi: But I am not someone looking for adventure. I do not want to be a part of their battles. Not because I don't care. I couldn't handle it. They're very strong. Arsé-kun: Aza: .... Even the best of humans crumble to ruin when completely isolated. Sheepy: Bedi:....So I should probably find other friends. Arsé-kun: Aza: That is not what I said. Sheepy: Bedi: ..? Arsé-kun: Aza: Even mighty heroes can fall without support. That is usually how they die if it is not direct. If no other human cares about them, why care about themself? Sheepy: Bedi: Do you mean Kay will become isolated if I were to find new friends...? Arsé-kun: Aza: .... Perhaps. Arsé-kun: Aza: I do not make a habit of attempting predictions. Too complicated. Sheepy: Bedi: Kay already has many companions. He doesn't need me. Sheepy: Bedi: And I... Sheepy: Bedi: Being the backup friend in case his other relationships fall through... Waiting, never growing myself.... Sheepy: Bedi: I.... I don't think it's right. Arsé-kun: Aza: Are you? Are you sure? Sheepy: Bedi: Well, ever since he began trying to be a hero, the distance between us grew, and our interactions lessened. Arsé-kun: Aza: Then add more? Sheepy: Bedi: Simpler said than done. Arsé-kun: Aza: Interact more. Sheepy: Bedi: Omce again, simpler said than done. Arsé-kun: Aza: ? ?? Sheepy: Bedi: How do I, um... Sheepy: Bedi: Well, he's regularly out. When he's inside, he's interacting with others. Sheepy: Bedi: And anyway... Sheepy: Bedi: I don't want to be an afterthought. I don't want to be an annoying gnat, either. Arsé-kun: Aza: If I were.... Unhappy, with one, I would show that. If you are unhappy with one, show that.... Gnat? Sheepy: Bedi: Gnat, like, um... When you're eating and a gnat flies around your face? Arsé-kun: Aza: .... Bug? Sheepy: Bedi: And it forces an interaction. Arsé-kun: Aza: Awful. Terrible. Sheepy: Bedi: Yes, exactly. You see why I don't want to act like one? Arsé-kun: Aza: I do not like bugs. What were you saying? Sheepy: Bedi: That I want to find friends that I can relate to instead of just being a backup. Sheepy: Bedi:....But simultaneously, he's very important to me. Arsé-kun: Aza: ... Is it possible.... Ah... How do I say... Y'ahlloig..... Arsé-kun: [TL: I think....] Arsé-kun: Aza: Is it possible you are incorrect? Sheepy: Bedi: I... um... Sheepy: Bedi: Of course, anyone can be wrong. Arsé-kun: Aza: ... ... Hold on. Sheepy: Bedi: ......? Arsé-kun: Aza: ........ I cannot say part of this, as it will ruin this. What I can say.... He is looking for you. Sheepy: Bedi:...... Sheepy: Bedi: I need to clean up my face, then, before he sees me. Sheepy: Bedi: *He starts rubbing his face with a handkerchief* I can't trouble him like that. Arsé-kun: Aza: Why? If you are hurt, you show it. Sheepy: Bedi: It isn't right. Arsé-kun: Aza: Leaving one of your own behind also is not, if I understand correctly. Sheepy: Bedi: *He inhales sharply. He looks less like he was crying, now, at least.* Sheepy: Bedi: Ahaha, well, you can bring a horse to water, but you can't make it drink. Arsé-kun: Aza: .... Why not? Sheepy: Bedi: It's up to the horse to decide. Arsé-kun: Aza: Horses can make decisions?? Sheepy: Bedi: But just because the horse refuses to drink, you shouldn't refuse to drink, too. Sheepy: Bedi: Of course. Sheepy: Bedi: To phrase it differently... Sheepy: Bedi: You may introduce your friends to things that make you happy, but you can't force them to share it with you. Sheepy: Bedi: And if they won't, that doesn't mean you shouldn't indulge in it. Arsé-kun: Aza: .... I... I see. Arsé-kun: *Aza is thinking, or at least trying.* Sheepy: Bedi: I apologize for troubling you with all this. Thank you for listening to me. You've made me feel a lot better. *He gives Aza a smile* Arsé-kun: Aza: .... I have never heard those words in that order before. Th.... So..... You are welcome? Sheepy: Bedi:....? That's surprising. You're a very good listener. Arsé-kun: Aza: I. ... No. I should be gone before he reaches here. Sheepy: Bedi: Ahaha... Thank you. If you're ever troubled, feel free to come vent to me. Arsé-kun: Aza: .... Um. Thank. You? Arsé-kun: Aza: ...... I forgot to leave. Sheepy: Bedi: Sorry. See you. Sheepy: Bedi: Stay safe! Arsé-kun: Aza: ... He is already here-- .... ? Arsé-kun: Aza: ??????????? Sheepy: Bedi: He is? Sheepy: *Bedi looks around* Arsé-kun: Kay: Unfortunately, I'm here. Awful, I know. Sheepy: Bedi: Kay, you didn't have to chase after me. I just needed some time to think, and I didn't feel like I could in the dorm. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... *he glances at Aza, and sits down on Bedi's other side. He is NOT questioning this* Sheepy: Bedi: But... thank you. Arsé-kun: Kay: I sure did. I still wanted to talk to you. Sheepy: Bedi:.....? Arsé-kun: Kay: ... This sucks. Sheepy: Bedi: Ahaha, I'm all ears. Arsé-kun: Kay: I'm shoving my heart in your damn ear whether you want it or not. Sheepy: Bedi: Of course I do. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... I thought you knew. I'll start there. I really thought you knew. Sheepy: Bedi: If I had known, I would have said something to you. Arsé-kun: Kay: If I knew you didn't, you would've been the first guy to know. You're always the first guy to know. Sometimes the only guy. Sheepy: Bedi: I see... Sheepy: Bedi: I'm always happy to lend an ear for you, even if I can't help very much. Arsé-kun: Kay: Thanks. I don't think I could dump on anyone else.. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Wasn't even some grand event. Not even something special. Just did something goddamn stupid.... And here I am, acting like nothing's changed when that's clearly bullshit. Sheepy: Bedi: I understand. Everyone makes mistakes. You weighed your options and decided that was the best one in the moment. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... I didn't even consider how it'd fuck you guys up, or at all. I didn't even consider you. Sheepy: Bedi: Even so... Arsé-kun: Kay: .... It wasn't the best decision. It was incredibly fucking stupid. Sheepy: Bedi: You realize that now, but hindsight is 20/20. Arsé-kun: Kay: Hindsight makes me wanna.... ... Not great. Sheepy: Bedi: Kay... Arsé-kun: Kay: If you wanted to kick my ass for being a right cunt, I'd bend over and ask for it. Sheepy: Bedi: Of course not. Sheepy: Bedi: You've been working really hard. Arsé-kun: Kay: At fucking everyone up. Sheepy: Bedi: That's not true. That was just an error of judgement. Arsé-kun: Kay: You were there. You saw how they looked when they found out. That's... Not what I wanted. Sheepy: Bedi:.... Sheepy: Bedi: I know. Arsé-kun: Kay: ... You too. Especially you.... The only two I'm not worried about are Agravain and Lucan. Sheepy: Bedi: Ahaha, they're troublesome at times. Arsé-kun: Kay: Ain't we all at times? Arsé-kun: Kay: But.... Arsé-kun: Kay: I keep saying "the guys", like you're included there.... You're not. Sheepy: Bedi:..... Arsé-kun: Kay: You're my goddamn brother. I can do better. Sheepy: Bedi: Kay.... Sheepy: Bedi: I'm just glad that you've found something that you feel like you can devote yourself to. Sheepy: Bedi: You seem much happier. Arsé-kun: Kay: ... Do I? I'm not feeling much better. Sometimes it's better for a little bit, but... Sheepy: Bedi: I apologize...I just thought you were. Arsé-kun: Kay: Maybe I am. I can't tell. Sheepy: Bedi: I won't decide for you if you are or not, but from my outside perspective, you seem happier. Arsé-kun: Kay: You don't. Sheepy: Bedi: I'm happy on your behalf. Sheepy rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 16 Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 20 Arsé-kun: Kay: ...... ......... No. Something's still wrong here. Sheepy: Bedi: Well, this lake has had strange happenings in the past. Sheepy: Bedi: Maybe it would be better if we headed home. Arsé-kun: Kay: ....... Are you? Changing the subject on me? Arsé-kun: Kay: Me, king of poorly doing that? Sheepy: Bedi: Of course not. Arsé-kun: Kay: Just kick my ass already. What is it, Bedi? Sheepy: Bedi: It's cold... Arsé-kun: Kay: Bedi. Sheepy: Bedi:...So let's go. Arsé-kun: Kay: Bedivere. Sheepy: Bedi: *He stands up* ...Okay? Arsé-kun: Kay: How the fuck am I supposed to talk to you if you leave? Sheepy: Bedi: You plan to stay here all night? Arsé-kun: Kay: If you're gonna leave me here, I guess so. Arsé-kun: *Kay seems hurt* Sheepy: Bedi: Of course not. Arsé-kun: Kay: Then just goddamn tell me already. Sheepy: Bedi: I don't have anything to tell you... Arsé-kun: Kay: I don't believe you. Just get it over with. Sheepy: Bedi: I'm just feeling stressed from all the new people I'm suddenly living with. I'm not used to this. Lucan is worrying me, too. Arsé-kun: Kay: ... Did you just dodge a topic by admitting something else? Sheepy: Bedi: Of course not. Arsé-kun: Kay: Impressive. I should learn that technique. I just get stuck. Arsé-kun: Kay: But stop dancing around whatever it is before I throw us both in the goddamn lake. Sheepy: Bedi: There isn't anything else. Why does there have to be something else? Arsé-kun: Kay: Because you're being dodgy and... No, that's it. Am I doing something wrong? Sheepy: Bedi: No, you aren't. I can be worried over my brother! I can be stressed when things change! Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Well, okay... Sheepy: Bedi: Kay... let's go home, okay? It's cold. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... I told the guys I'd explain when I got back if I had the nerve.... I lost the nerve. Sheepy: Bedi:..I'm sorry. I shouldn't have gotten snappy. Arsé-kun: Kay: You're allowed. Arsé-kun: Kay: Feel free to demolish me anytime, Bedi. Sheepy: Bedi: Of course not. You've done nothing wrong. *He gives Kay a strained smile* Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Somehow I don't believe that. Not you, I mean. Sheepy: Bedi: Ahaha. Sheepy: Bedi: Well, all's well that ends well, right? Arsé-kun: Kay: .... What part of this is going well? Sheepy: Bedi:........Hmmm... Sheepy: Bedi: We visited a nice lake, didn't we? We had a long walk, too. Sheepy: Bedi: We'll have a long walk on the way back, too, so that's an opportunity to enjoy the scenery. Arsé-kun: Kay: Can't waiiiiiiiiiit. *he drags himself up off the ground* Sheepy: Bedi: Maybe one day, we'll be able to sightsee. Arsé-kun: Kay: Without something going wrong. Sheepy: Bedi: Just normal tourism. No monsters. No worries about paths. Arsé-kun: Kay: I goddamn wish. Sheepy: Bedi: If we all wish hard enough, maybe it'll come true. Arsé-kun: *Kay doesn't comment.* Sheepy: Bedi: *He starts heading home* Arsé-kun: Kay: ..... .... Sheepy: Bedi:...You aren't coming? Arsé-kun: Kay: I dunno. Get back here for a moment. Sheepy: Bedi: Kay? Sheepy: *Bedi returns to Kay.* Arsé-kun: Kay: ..... Sorry for fucking this up for you. Sheepy: Bedi: I'm not sure what you're talking about... Arsé-kun: Kay: ... Doesn't matter. Sheepy: Bedi: Ahahaha, did you mess with something of mine? Sheepy: Bedi: If you broke it, I'm not mad at you. Arsé-kun: Kay: No. Sheepy: Bedi:.....? Arsé-kun: *Bedi is suddenly given a hug!* Sheepy: Bedi:......! Sheepy: Bedi:.......*He slowly returns the hug.* Sheepy: Bedi: I understand losing your nerve with a topic this serious. But... I know they would all listen to you. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... That's not it, but thanks. Sheepy: Bedi: Of course. I'm here to support you however I can. Arsé-kun: *You know when something is very upsetting, and it makes your heart tight but also heavy? And for a moment, everything seems worse? That's Kay right now.* Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Thanks. If you need anything... Well, I'm not the guy to ask but I can at least try. Sheepy: Bedi: Of course. Thank you. *He smiles* Sheepy: Bedi:...We probably should head home soon. Arsé-kun: Kay: We should. Sheepy: *Bedi starts walking home!* Arsé-kun: *Kay trails behind him* Arsé-kun: *They eventually get back. The other guys did not need to organize a search party.* Arsé-kun: *Kay still thinks something is wrong, but really doesn't know what. It's probably just him.* Sheepy: Gawain: You're finally back! Arsé-kun: Kay: Yep. Arsé-kun: Kay: With my incredible time powers of moving 60 seconds every minute, I still took.... Like, an hour. Sheepy: Gawain: Well, it could've been longer. Arsé-kun: Kay: I only had to go across the entire campus. Sheepy: Gawain: It was a good workout, I bet! Arsé-kun: Kay: That it was. Give me a minute to find the nerve I lost, though. Sheepy: Gawain: Of course! Arsé-kun: *Kay jokingly looks around the room for his lost nerve. Bedi, do you have it? Fou, do you have it? Slime he hasn't been bothered to name, do YOU have his lost nerve?* Sheepy: Bedi: Are you looking for something! Arsé-kun: Kay: My lost nerve. :3 Arsé-kun: Kay: Instead I found three places to clean, fifteen cents, and about five bottle caps. Arsé-kun: Kay: Instead I found three places to clean, fifteen cents, and about five bottle caps. Sheepy: Bedi: All with one quick skim!? Arsé-kun: Kay: ... I need to clean badly. Sheepy: Bedi: I can help, of course! Arsé-kun: Kay: I'd love that. Sheepy: Bedi: Yes, of course! Arsé-kun: *Kay picks up his slime. Stop eating cobwebs. Don't eat that coin. Stop that* Arsé-kun: Kay: Eh, this is good enough. C'mon, Bedi, I got explaining of my dumb shit bad decisions to do. I should be banned from bad decisions. Sheepy: Bedi: ..........? Sheepy: Bedi: Did you want me to come with you? Arsé-kun: Kay: How am I supposed to explain my terrible no-good decision making skills to you if you're not there? ... Also, yes. Sheepy: *Bedi gets up and joins Kay* Arsé-kun: *Kay and Bedi go to the other room, where the other guys are. Including Merlin, who looks somewhere between annoyed and confused. Even he didn't know* Sheepy: Bedi:....? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Bedi, did you know about this? 'Cause I didn't. Sheepy: Bedi: No. Not until earlier when he told everyone. Arsé-kun: *Merlin moves to sit on Bedi's other side* Sheepy: Agravain: Well, go on. Arsé-kun: Kay: Hey, fuck you. Sheepy: Agravain: Still haven't collected your nerve? Arsé-kun: Kay: Can you lay off for ten goddamn seconds? You wanna hear it or not? Sheepy: Agravain: Why would I stick around if I didn't? Arsé-kun: Kay: 'Cause you're a bitch. Sheepy: Agravain: Hah. So you say. Arsé-kun: *Kay sighs, sits up a bit straighter, and relays what he remembers of "Grif is making bad decisions and fuck so will I" (also known as draft 14) featuring the Nightgaunt (whose deal he never actually learned), and the Defiler (he intentionally avoids using any other description but he DOES take a moment to actually describe it). He's... Definitely missing a bunch of information.* Arsé-kun: Kay: ..... Anyway, don't do that. Don't... Don't do that at all. *he pauses to look at Lance. Lance looks sheepish* Sheepy: *Bedi stays silent. He's unsure of what to say.* Arsé-kun: *It's awkward.* Sheepy: Gawain: Of course! Arsé-kun: Lot: I think it's safe to say we won't unless it's an absolute emergency, and even then it's unlikely. Sheepy: Gawain: Yeah, exactly. Arsé-kun: Kay: Good. I don't want you guys gettin' involved anyway. .... That sounds worse than I meant it to. Let me try that shit again. Arsé-kun: Kay: Just fuckin' don't. Sheepy: Gawain: I won't. Sheepy: Agravain: I have little interest in enacting heroics. Arsé-kun: Kay: Shocking. You'd probably manage to torture somethin' instead. Sheepy: Agravain: You never know. Arsé-kun: Kay: You probably already have. Arsé-kun: *Kay's slime, meanwhile, goes off on an adventure! ... Of wedging itself between Lot and Tristan. Hello! I am here now* Sheepy: Tristan: Hmhm. Sheepy: Tristan: Jello... Arsé-kun: Kay: .... *he lowers his voice and leans over to Bedi* Especially don't want you doing anything stupid. Sheepy: Bedi: I won't be fighting. Arsé-kun: Kay: Good. You're the only damn person in this room that can make a goddamn decision and actually stick with it. Sheepy: Bedi: Of course. You don't have to worry. Arsé-kun: Kay: Too bad. I'm gonna anyway. If shit happened to you, I'd kill everybody even slightly involved in it. Sheepy: Bedi:....... Sheepy: Bedi: I don't want you getting blood on your hands for me. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... .... Okay, maybe not that, but you know what I meant. Sheepy: Bedi: *He seems unsure.* Sheepy: Bedi: I think I understand, maybe. Sheepy: Bedi: But I don't want you to put yourself in danger for me, either... Sheepy: Bedi: ...and I don't want you trying to get vengeance on my behalf, either. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... I don't know why I expected any different. Okay, fine, you got it, Bedi. Sheepy: Bedi: Thank you. Arsé-kun: *Kay leans around Bedi to prod Merlin* Arsé-kun: Kay: Don't you do it either, Merlin. Sheepy: Bedi: If you do... Sheepy: Bedi: I won't be mad at you. Just very disappointed. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'd be healing you!! Sheepy: Bedi: Thank you. Arsé-kun: Merlin: You're welcome!! Arsé-kun: *Kay goes to get a drink. Water. I mean water. Not booze. This time* Sheepy: *Grif is hanging out in the kitchen. He seems focused on his menu!* Arsé-kun: Kay: What is it today? Sheepy: Grif: ....Oh, Kay. Sheepy: Grif: Am I unlikable today? Arsé-kun: Kay: No? Did you even do anything? Sheepy: Grif: Nothing. Arsé-kun: Kay: Then what's up? Sheepy: Grif: Uh... Hm.... Sheepy: Grif: My bond with Bedivere was 1. I am very proud that I was able to gain a bond up with him. Sheepy: Grif: However, it mysteriously dropped to 0 again. Arsé-kun: Kay: Huh? Why? Sheepy: Grif: Why? Uhhhh... Sheepy: Grif:..........He doesn't like me, maybe? Arsé-kun: Kay: Weird. Arsé-kun: Kay: ... I don't really like knowing, but what's mine looking like? Sheepy: *Grif brings up Kay's bond with Bedi.* Sheepy: *The bond has dropped some! Not as much as with Grif and Bedi, but it's still noticeable.* Arsé-kun: Kay: ?! Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm... Arsé-kun: Kay: Did I do something wrong..? Sheepy: Grif: It's not just me, so I don't need to worry... yes. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... 'M gonna step out for a minute. Sheepy: Grif: Hmm? Have fun. Arsé-kun: Kay: I'll be sure not to. Sheepy: Grif:....? Arsé-kun: Kay: Joking. Sheepy: Grif: Hmm... Hmmm... Arsé-kun: *Kay picks up his bag and heads out. You wouldn't need that to step out for "a minute"* Sheepy: Grif:....? Arsé-kun: *If Grif is taking this literally, Kay is gone longer than One Minute* Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm... Where is he going...? Arsé-kun: *Well, he sure went somewhere* Sheepy: *Eventually, Grif goes out looking for Kay!* Arsé-kun: *Where's Kay? Well, in the a tree in the quad, wood-carving. Or trying to.* Sheepy: *Just like another time! Holmes bumped into him that time... and Holmes bumps into him this time, too!* Arsé-kun: Kay: ... Student escort service. Sheepy: Holmes: All this time later, you're lost in the quad because you didn't take me up on my offer... Arsé-kun: Kay: It's been five thousand years. How horrible. Arsé-kun: Kay: And I ain't leaving yet. I just got here. Sheepy: Holmes: Of course. I won't kick you out. Arsé-kun: Kay: You'd better not. It's a goddamn tree. No rules against that. Arsé-kun: *Kay goes back to carving. Nicks his finger again. This has happened several times already.* Sheepy: Holmes: What are you making? Arsé-kun: Kay: I dunno. Probably another cat. Sheepy: Holmes: Ahaha, is the cat for Watson? Arsé-kun: Kay: Why would it be for Watson? Sheepy: Holmes: Because at the rate you're going, you'll have to see him. Arsé-kun: Kay: Don't point that out. Sheepy: Holmes: *Stare* Arsé-kun: Kay: .... if you want me to make one for Watson, pay up. Sheepy: Holmes: That isn't it. Sheepy: Holmes: Last time, you weren't injuring yourself. Sheepy: Holmes: *He's eyeing the white tuft of hair* Arsé-kun: Kay: ... ... *he's started carving WITHOUT injuring himself, and pauses to glance down. why he stare me* Sheepy: Holmes: Have classes been stressful? Arsé-kun: Kay: What classes? The ones we didn't have over break? Sheepy: Holmes: You didn't? Sheepy: Holmes: Unlucky for you! I couldn't imagine not having work to do. Arsé-kun: Kay: I had shit to do. Bet you were bored as shit. Sheepy: Holmes: Of course. Some days I didn't even bother getting out of bed. Arsé-kun: Kay: Sheesh. Sheepy: Holmes: And you? Have you been well? Arsé-kun: Kay: *in a joking tone* I was dead. Sheepy: Holmes: Is that where the white hair came from? Arsé-kun: Kay: That came from... Uh.... Let's say yes. Sheepy: Holmes: Have you been to a doctor since then? Arsé-kun: Kay: Haha, no. It was only for half a minute anyway. Sheepy: Holmes: Even so... Sheepy: Holmes: Near death - or in your case, not just near - experiences can be traumatizing. I would recommend going to a therapist, even if you decide not to get a physical check-up. Arsé-kun: Kay: I know that. Sheepy: Holmes: If you ever decide that you want support, the campus does have a therapist. He's very good at his job. Sheepy: Holmes: Raphael, I mean. Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah, I know. Sheepy: Holmes: Ahaha, good, good. Sheepy: Holmes: ...By the way. Are you sure you don't need bandages or something? Arsé-kun: Kay: .... I probably should get a few. Arsé-kun: *kay is making a pointed effort to not look at his hands* Sheepy: *Holmes searches through his pockets before pulling out bandages* Sheepy: Holmes: When you get home, make sure to thoroughly clean them. Arsé-kun: Kay: Watson would pummel me if I didn't. Sheepy: *Holmes approaches the tree and gives the bandages to Kay* Sheepy: Holmes: Here they are. Arsé-kun: *Kay accepts them* Sheepy: *The "item obtained" noise rings out! It's close by!* Arsé-kun: Kay: ............. Arsé-kun: *Kay sighs* Sheepy: *...The source is Grif, whose attention is totally absorbed by a bug walking on the sidewalk. He's gazing at it hungrily.* Arsé-kun: *Of course it is. Who the hell else would have the ITEM GET jingle come from them?* Sheepy: Holmes:????.... Arsé-kun: Kay: Griflet. Sheepy: *Grif picks up the bug and puts it in his mouth.* Sheepy: Holmes: No surprise... Arsé-kun: Kay: ...... Anyway. Sheepy: Holmes: I think he's here for you, but feels nervous approaching. Arsé-kun: Kay: I think he got distracted, but probably. Sheepy: *Grif has consumed [Slug] x 1.* Arsé-kun: Kay: ... What do you want, Moron? Sheepy: Grif: Hm? Kay's out here, too. Sheepy: Grif: I came out here for some reason. Sheepy: Grif: Oh, yes. Arsé-kun: Kay: Following me, probably. Sheepy: Grif: You got lost. Arsé-kun: Kay: I didn't. Sheepy: Grif: Hmm... But it's been so much longer than a minute... Arsé-kun: Kay: I wasn't being literal, you mongoloid. Sheepy: Grif: I was worried, so I came looking for you. Sheepy: Grif: Kay... Sheepy: Grif: Why are you sad? Arsé-kun: Kay: I'm not... Sheepy: Grif: .....? Sheepy: Grif: Hmm... Sheepy: Grif: But... Sheepy: Grif: You seemed upset about the thing with Bedivere. Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah, that startled me. No point sticking around and dwelling on it when I can't do anything about it. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Of course. After all, it's not you. Sheepy: Grif: Considering my bond with him dropped heavily despite us not interacting. Arsé-kun: Kay: It could still be my fault. Sheepy: Holmes:....Wouldn't not interacting with someone cause them to feel rejected or unloved? Sheepy: Grif: Hm? Why? Sheepy: Grif: Anyway, your drop was very minimal comparatively. Sheepy: Grif: If it's anyone's fault, it's mine. Somehow. Arsé-kun: Kay: Hey, you stop that. Sheepy: Grif:....? Sheepy: Grif: No, no. Sheepy: Grif: Uh... Sheepy: Grif: No, this would be snooping... Sheepy: Grif:...But seeing if his bonds with others have dropped... Arsé-kun: Kay: *sarcastic* Why don't you ask your grandpa? I saw him talking to Bedi earlier. Sheepy: Grif: Bedivere likes Grandpa but not me.. Sheepy: Grif: Grandpa, what is wrong with Bedivere? Arsé-kun: Aza: *leaning out from behind Holmes* He is unhappy. Arsé-kun: Aza: ... Arsé-kun: Aza: What is a gnat? Sheepy: Grif: A tiny bug that flies around people. Arsé-kun: Aza: Horrible. I see. Sheepy: Grif: Why is he unhappy? Arsé-kun: Aza: Additional question. What is a third wheel? Sheepy: Grif: Third wheel...? Sheepy: Grif: Kay. What is a third wheel? Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Explains a lot. Uh. How do I explain this... Arsé-kun: Kay: Being unnecessary. Not needing to be there. Like if we went on a date and Jauf came along, he'd be a third wheel. Arsé-kun: Kay: ..... I think that was a bad example Arsé-kun: Kay: It's like.... It can also be like if three people go somewhere together intentionally, but one keeps getting left out. Sheepy: Grif: I see. Arsé-kun: *Kay takes a moment to do figurative calculations* Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Sheepy: Grif: So cars don't need the third wheel. Arsé-kun: Kay: ... It's about bicycles, not cars. Sheepy: Grif: So unclear. Arsé-kun: Kay: Guess so. Sheepy: Grif: Hmm... Arsé-kun: Aza: New question. Arsé-kun: Aza: Is there a reason mortals and similar do not simply display how they feel? Would that not be simpler? Sheepy: Grif:...Hmmm... Arsé-kun: Kay: 'Cause sometimes you don't want people knowing that. Ain't their business. Arsé-kun: Aza: ...... Don't get it. Sheepy: Grif: It's a secret. Arsé-kun: Aza: h’r’luh... Arsé-kun: [TL: It's secret...] Sheepy: Grif: Yurt. Arsé-kun: Aza: Confusing. Sheepy: Grif: I agree. Arsé-kun: Kay: Me too. Sheepy: Grif: Now you have information you can use against him. Arsé-kun: Kay: And what? Say "Hey, grif's grandpa told me what you said, so it's really uncomfortable now bc I wasn't supposed to know that"? Sheepy: Grif:...... Arsé-kun: Kay: I can do better than that. Sheepy: Grif: Hm? Arsé-kun: Kay: I'll figure it out on the way back Sheepy: Holmes: You plan to leave your tree one day? Arsé-kun: Kay: Shocking, right? But you saw me leave last time, you'll see it again. Sheepy: Grif: That is not his tree. Sheepy: Grif: It is the tree that once was the meeting place of the Cult of the Twelve Elves. They are dead, but sometimes, you can hear them whisper. Arsé-kun: Yog: *real quietly, but still loud enough to be heard* make like a tree and leave- Arsé-kun: Kay: Both of you shut up. Sheepy: Grif: So sad. Arsé-kun: Kay: Okay, less you. You're gonna have to explain that one on the way back. Sheepy: Grif: Worry not. I know everything about cults. Arsé-kun: Yog: *popup* (He does not know everything about cults) Sheepy: Grif: Sad... Everyone's mean to me... Arsé-kun: Yog: Unless you completely memorized what I taught you? Sheepy: Grif: No. Sheepy: Grif: The only one who could completely memorize something like that is... Sheepy: *Grif stares at Holmes* heepy: Holmes:....? Arsé-kun: Aza: I know what a cult is. Nyarla has many of those. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. But I mean that he could listen to Dad's lectures and remember the contents. Arsé-kun: *Kay takes the knife and wood back out and resumes carving* Arsé-kun: Aza: He is able to remember what I tell him. Why would Yog be any different? Sheepy: Grif: Uhhh... Sheepy: Grif: I didn't know that. Arsé-kun: Aza: You now know this. Sheepy: Grif: Now Dad has someone he can lecture to when he's bored. Arsé-kun: Yog: Don't give me that power. Sheepy: Holmes: What? Arsé-kun: Yog: I would most certainly bother you. I have select people I am permitted to bother and no more. Sheepy: Holmes: You don't seem like a bother to me, but I understand. Arsé-kun: Kay: Do you like having food in your fridge? Arsé-kun: Kay: Do you like owning sweets? You fucking won't with this orb menace. Don't do it. Sheepy: Holmes: Watson would probably be displeased with having to go out and shop for groceries more often. Arsé-kun: Yog: Confirmation: I would not be a good fit for you or he. Arsé-kun: *Aza has gotten distracted. That is a slug. wow.* Sheepy: Grif:...... Arsé-kun: Aza: ... Earth Gla'aki are quite small. Sheepy: *The slug catches Grif's eye.* Sheepy: Grif: They're tasty... Arsé-kun: Kay: Grif don't you dare Sheepy: Grif: You can just pick them up and eat them Arsé-kun: Aza: .... Why? Sheepy: Grif: They're tasty. Arsé-kun: Aza: Griflet could threaten Gla'aki with consumption.... Arsé-kun: *^COMPLETE MISUNDERSTANDING* Sheepy: Grif: Glaaki is too big to eat... probably. Arsé-kun: Aza: Cxaxukluth was smaller than their siblings and that did not stop them. Sheepy: Grif: Baby Glaakis are very easy to eat... yes. Arsé-kun: Kay: I'm losing IQ listening to this. I'm leaving. Sheepy: Grif: But Kay... Sheepy: Grif: It's food. Arsé-kun: Kay: You're not eating another slug. That's gross. Sheepy: Grif: Gross? Sheepy: Grif:.... Sheepy: Grif: Slugs live on rocks... sometimes. Sheepy: Grif: So whenever I eat a rock, I am eating something that could have touched a slug. So eating slugs is no different. Arsé-kun: *Kay grabs Grif by the hand and just starts leaving* Arsé-kun: Kay: Oh, right, detective. The invisible guy is here and so is Lance if you wanna bother them. Sheepy: *Grif sadly watches the slug as he gets dragged away from it.* Sheepy: Grif: Oh.... sad... Sheepy: Holmes: Is that so? Thank you for letting me know. I should talk to them. Arsé-kun: Kay: And the invisible guy was actually doing his job?? Tristan didn't get crazy murdered today. Sheepy: Holmes: He's... what? Arsé-kun: Kay: You heard me! He heard Tristan had sight problems and immediately decided to do his job! None of us got crazy murder shanked. Arsé-kun: Kay: Unless Tristan's just not telling us. Sheepy: Holmes: That's..... what happened over the break? Arsé-kun: Kay: No, that happened yesterday night and this morning. Sheepy: Holmes: No, I meant, what happened to him? Arsé-kun: Kay: I have no idea. Sheepy: Holmes: Concerning... Arsé-kun: Kay: He came back with the Doc, so ask him. Arsé-kun: Kay: Ain't my problem unless he causes me problems. Arsé-kun: Kay: And tell sword boy if he stabs Lucan again, I'll stab him. Sheepy: Holmes: Sword boy... Okita? Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah, him. Sheepy: Holmes: They aren't supposed to be interacting to begin with. Arsé-kun: Kay: Hasn't stopped them before. Sheepy: Holmes: Those two... Arsé-kun: Kay: I'm taking this manthing back to the dorm before he eats more slugs. Sheepy: Holmes: Please and thank you. Arsé-kun: *Kay drags Grif out of scene. Back to the dorm they go.* Sheepy: Grif: Kay.... Sheepy: Grif: I'm sad. Arsé-kun: Kay: Why? Because I wouldn't let you eat more weird shit? Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Arsé-kun: Kay: I can make normal food when we get back. Sheepy: Grif: But will it taste as good as a slug? Arsé-kun: Kay: .... How does a slug taste? Sheepy: Grif: With its mouth. Arsé-kun: Kay: ............... Arsé-kun: Kay: To you. How does a slug taste when you eat it? Sheepy: Grif: Uhhhh.... Sheepy: Grif: Slug. Arsé-kun: Kay: I have learned nothing. Sheepy: Grif: Hm... Sheepy: Grif: You know. Arsé-kun: Kay: I might not. Sheepy: Grif: Mushrooms taste like meat. Arsé-kun: Kay: Uhhuh? Sheepy: Grif: Just be careful which ones you eat! Some of them a.... Sheepy: Grif:...... Arsé-kun: Kay: .... .... Sheepy: *Grif hides his face with his free hand* Arsé-kun: Kay: You JUST noticed?! Sheepy: Grif: P-pre.... Arsé-kun: Kay: Pre-marital hand holding! Yes! We know, thank you! Sheepy: Grif: Pre-marital h-hand holding...!!! H-how sinful! Arsé-kun: Kay: It won't be pre-marital if w---- Arsé-kun: Kay: ............ Arsé-kun: Kay: Anyway! Sheepy: Grif:....? Arsé-kun: Kay: I don't know what that thought was about, moving on! Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Arsé-kun: Kay: And it'd be too soon anyway.... Sheepy: Grif: Kay is bad at segueing topics... Arsé-kun: Kay: Moving on!!! Do you think the other guys would mind helping us cook? Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Not Jaufre. Arsé-kun: Kay: .......... Who I haven't seen all day. Is he dead? Sheepy: Grif: Jauf? Sheepy: Grif:..... Sheepy: Grif: We left him with Cai, didn't we? Arsé-kun: Kay: You think he's still there? Sheepy: Grif: Maybe. Arsé-kun: Kay: Good for him. Good for us. Sheepy: Grif: Or maybe he's lost on the way back. Arsé-kun: Kay: That's so sad. Maybe he can learn to be less annoying. Sheepy: Grif: I used to think he was cool.. Arsé-kun: Kay: He can be. Just.......... Everything else. And you're based on that?? Arsé-kun: Kay: How?? Sheepy: Grif: Part of his soul was used to enable me having a fully human appearance. Arsé-kun: Kay: Right. Well, at least you didn't inherit whatever that shit was. Sheepy: Grif: He says I am similar to his squire self in many respects. Arsé-kun: Kay: Maybe you are, but I doubt he could eat rocks. Sheepy: Grif: He's too picky. Arsé-kun: Kay: That's absolutely the issue there. Arsé-kun: *they get back to the dorm i guess* Sheepy: Aru: Oh, Kay! You're back!! *She rushes over to him to greet him before noticing his hand* ....What happened? Arsé-kun: Kay: Cut myself carving. No big deal. Sheepy: Aru:....I think it's a big deal... Arsé-kun: Kay: You wanna deal with it, then? Sheepy: Aru: Deal with it? Arsé-kun: Kay: I don't have a follow-up. Sheepy: Aru: Have you cleaned it? Arsé-kun: Kay: I was sitting in a tree. How would I have? Sheepy: Aru: Now you can! Arsé-kun: Kay: Yahoo... Sheepy: Aru: Don't forget, okay? Arsé-kun: Kay: I'll go do it now.... Sheepy: Aru: Good! Arsé-kun: *Kay finally releases Grif and goes to Deal with That* Sheepy: Grif: W-wow... Next we may even make eye contact... Arsé-kun: *Arthur just sorta glances at him but doesn't say anything. Inscrutable.* Arsé-kun: *Kay survives seeing an injury of any kind somehow, and succeeds in reappearing minutes later. whoa* Sheepy: Grif: Kay... Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah? Sheepy: Grif: Is it better? Sheepy: Grif: Your hand. Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah. Sheepy: Grif: Good. Good! Knives aren't enough to stop you! Arsé-kun: Kay: I think it'd depend where the knife is. Anyway. Bedi still here? Sheepy: Aru: Yes. Sheepy: Aru: He's, ummm... Arsé-kun: Kay: ... Well, you wanna help us with dinner, you can. Sheepy: Aru: I do! Arsé-kun: Kay: Okay. I'll be there in a minute or so. Sheepy: Aru: Bedi is babysitting Merlin, I think. Arsé-kun: Kay: Shocker. Sheepy: Aru: That's just his life... Arsé-kun: Kay: I almost feel bad. Almost. Sheepy: Aru: Me too. Arsé-kun: *Kay goes to get them, but at least he knocks first.* Sheepy: Bedi: *He opens the door* Kay? Did you need something? Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah. I was gonna ask if you wanted to help with dinner. Sheepy: Bedi: It's dinner time already? Arsé-kun: Kay: Well, if we start now, we might actually have something decent by dinner time. Shocking, I know. Sheepy: Bedi: That's true... Arsé-kun: Kay: And anyway, Sir You Know Who isn't here. Sweet release. Sheepy: Bedi: That's true... Arsé-kun: Merlin: What're we doing? Sheepy: Bedi: Cooking early. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Huh, okay. Sheepy: Bedi: Did you want to come? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Sure, why not! Sheepy: Bedi: But, Kay... Arsé-kun: Kay: ? Sheepy: Bedi: Are you sure you're okay cooking with the state of your hand? Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah. If I was able to look at it, it wasn't a big deal. Sheepy: Bedi:....? Arsé-kun: Kay: ... I only slipped up carving. I didn't cut my damn hand open! Sheepy: Bedi: That's unusual for you. Arsé-kun: Kay: It didn't even..! Ugh. I'm not gonna think about it! Arsé-kun: Kay: If I need help with something I'll just ask you! Sheepy: Bedi: I understand. Arsé-kun: Kay: But okay, I gotta ask. What's unusual today? Sheepy: Bedi: You cutting yourself while carving. Arsé-kun: Kay: I got distracted. Shit happens. Sheepy: Bedi:....? Arsé-kun: Kay: Anyway, even the detective doesn't know why invisibitch is suddenly so nice. He's alive, by the way. Sheepy: Bedi: Strange. It seems a lot has changed recently. Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah. Who knows what sorta wringer he got thrown through over break. Sheepy: Bedi: Hmm... Arsé-kun: Kay: .... And Merlin, if you even think about the first line of "It's Not Unusual", you're going down the stairs on your face. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ..... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Well, now I don't have to! Sheepy: Bedi: I hope things remain peaceful. Arsé-kun: Kay: ... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Grampa got a job working here, so I don't think that's gonna happen! Sheepy: Bedi: Too bad... Sheepy: Bedi: If nothing else, we'll have classes to distract us from it all. Arsé-kun: *Kay opts not to comment on this.* Sheepy: Bedi: Anyway, what are we making? Arsé-kun: Kay: Dinner, I hope. Sheepy: Bedi: Yes... Arsé-kun: Kay: ... I'll tell you as soon as I'm aware. Sheepy: Bedi:....? Arsé-kun: Kay: That's me for "I didn't actually decide yet" Sheepy: Bedi: I see... Arsé-kun: Merlin: *a bit ahead* Are you sure you didn't? Aru and Grif's dad seem to know what's up. Sheepy: Bedi: Maybe they decided on their own? Arsé-kun: Kay: Better not have. Arsé-kun: *Enter scene. Yog and Aru are in fact setting up supplies. Yog doesn't SEEM to be coming out of any appliances... And he's holding something well over Grif's head so it isn't eaten* Sheepy: *Grif is waving his hands around in an attempt to get it* Arsé-kun: Yog: You can't have this. Kay needs it. Sheepy: Grif: Sad... Everyone is mean to me... Arsé-kun: Kay: Oh, that gives me an idea, actually. Arsé-kun: Merlin: *bending over, teasingly* Everyone Is So Mean to me. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... You can relate. Arsé-kun: Kay: Grif, don't eat that. I'm gonna need it. Sheepy: Grif: Sad... Sheepy: Grif: First I can't have slugs. Now this. Kay is mean. Arsé-kun: Kay: If I manage to finish, you'll get better food. Arsé-kun: Merlin: You... You eat slugs? Sheepy: Grif: Bugs. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Slugs aren't bugs. They're something else. Sheepy: Grif: Both are food. Arsé-kun: Merlin: You're not wrong! Snails and slugs are sometimes edible! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Just, not off the ground! Sheepy: Grif: Off the ground even. Arsé-kun: Arthur: And that... Does not make you ill? Sheepy: Grif: No. Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... He would not appreciate me bringing up the incident where doing exactly that made him ill, then. Carry on. Sheepy: Grif: Tell me, tell me. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I just did. Sheepy: Grif: Oh... Sheepy: Grif: I get it. Sheepy: Aru:...Jauf and Grif aren't so different... Sheepy: Aru: Good luck, Kay!! Arsé-kun: Kay: If he ever ate a slug and then expected something from me, I would die. Sheepy: Grif: Expected something from you? Sheepy: Grif: No, the slugs are mine. Arsé-kun: Kay: ..... Sheepy: Grif: I won't share. Arsé-kun: Kay: *slightly flustered and looking away* No. Anyway. Stop eating supplies. Sheepy: Grif: Sad... Arsé-kun: Kay: Hey. Grif. Sheepy: Grif: Yes? Arsé-kun: Kay: Pre-marital eye contact. Sheepy: Grif: Ugh?! Arsé-kun: *Yog takes the opportunity to put the supplies down finally* Arsé-kun: Kay: And you haven't exploded yet. Sheepy: *Grif puts his hands over his face* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Sir Griflet, a question for you. Sheepy: Grif: Yes? Arsé-kun: Arthur: How do you expect to move on to post-marital if you cannot handle pre-marital? Sheepy: Grif:..... Sheepy: Grif:.....What? Arsé-kun: *Kay, Definitely Unfazed by that question, immediately moving to cut vegetables with a bit more aggression than necessary,* Sheepy: Grif: Th...there's a second stage... Sheepy: Grif:...that's harder than this one? Arsé-kun: Arthur: The behavior becomes more acceptable post marriage. Expected, even. Sheepy: Grif: What.... Arsé-kun: Arthur: Was "marital" not explained to you once already? Sheepy: Bedi: While we aren't married, Merlin and I already do everything that you seem to believe is sinful before marriage... Sheepy: Grif: Yes, it was... But it's not just a legal state. It's a state of mind. Arsé-kun: *Merlin leans over and smooches Bedi's cheek, both as a highlight and because he can* Sheepy: Grif:?! Arsé-kun: Yog: .... You're not even Christian, Griflet. Nobody even taught you the concept of sin. Please unlearn this at your convenience. Arsé-kun: *Yog just, slowly placing his fingers on his face. not a full facepalm but close.* Sheepy: Aru: So then... ummm... Sheepy: Aru:...This came from Jaufre? Arsé-kun: Yog: It did, one hundred percent. Sheepy: Aru:........... Sheepy: Aru: Jaufre really is human, through and through. Arsé-kun: Yog: Nothing more, nothing less, disregarding the circumstances. Sheepy: Grif: Ugh... Sheepy: Grif: But it makes me so badump-badump... Sheepy: Grif: Fighting battles is easier.... Yes. Sheepy: Bedi: It's okay to start small and get used to things. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Is this broken? *he pokes Bedi's face* Where's the fun colors? Sheepy: Bedi:...Huh? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Didn't even get blushies....A real tragedy! Wow. Sheepy: Bedi: Huh??? Arsé-kun: Kay: *glancing over his shoulder* You didn't turn my hair color when he kissed you. Sheepy: Bedi: Th-that's... Arsé-kun: Merlin: <3 Sheepy: Bedi: I was distracted by...ah... Sheepy: *Bedi glances at Grif* Sheepy: Bedi: I was distracted... Arsé-kun: Kay: He was distracted by... Being distracted. Incredible move. Sheepy: Bedi: Yes, of course! Most people are! Even you, sometimes. Arsé-kun: Kay: Exactly! Sheepy: Bedi: So it's a reason that everyone can relate to. Arsé-kun: Kay: It's not weird at all. Teaseable, but not weird. Sheepy: Bedi: Anyone can be teased for any reason. Sheepy: Grif: Not true. If I were teased, I'd tear them to shreds!! Arsé-kun: Kay: .... >:) Sheepy: Grif:....? Arsé-kun: Kay: Are you sure? You haven't torn me to shreds, Moron. Sheepy: Grif: But you haven't teased me. Probably. Arsé-kun: Kay: ...... Maybe not the way Merlin teases Bedi, but I absolutely have. Sheepy: Grif:?! Arsé-kun: Kay: I make fun of everyone, Griffy. Sheepy: Grif: What... Arsé-kun: Kay: 'Cause I'm an asshole. This isn't new. Sheepy: Grif: Kay... Sheepy: Grif:....I'm not angry. Just disappointed... yes. Arsé-kun: Kay: You're also short. Sheepy: Grif: Wh... Arsé-kun: Kay: Kidding. I'm just tall. Sheepy: Grif: If Jaufre is an indicator of my final height, I will be looming over you... probably. Arsé-kun: Kay: You'd better not. Sheepy: Grif: Why not? Arsé-kun: Kay: I dunno. Feels like it'd be weird. Sheepy: Grif: If I'm taller than you, you can't make fun of me... probably. Arsé-kun: Kay: Then I'd call you a tree. Sheepy: Grif: I don't want to be a tree.. Arsé-kun: Yog: Don't worry. You won't be... Most likely. Sheepy: Grif: Fearful... Arsé-kun: Yog: With the current used definition of "tree", even less likely. Sheepy: Grif: Hm... Sheepy: Grif: I have to be exactly Kay's height. Then he can't bully me. Arsé-kun: Kay: Is that a challenge? Sheepy: Grif: You are challenging me? Brave. Maybe dumb. Arsé-kun: Kay: Both of those definitely apply. Sheepy: Grif: I will allow you a free hit. Arsé-kun: Kay: That's not combat! Arsé-kun: Kay: You know exactly how combat would go. Sheepy: Grif: Backing away from a fight due to stat differences... Sheepy: Grif: Smart. Although Jaufre told me something interesting. Arsé-kun: Kay: The second one of us bleeds, it'd be over. And what now? Sheepy: Grif: Stats are just one factor in the equation determining whether or not you will win a battle. Arsé-kun: Yog: Stats can't save you if you are unlucky or simply outclassed. Sheepy: Grif: There are other, much more important factors. Sheepy: Grif: Strategy is important too. And knowing your weaknesses. And the enemy's weaknesses. And understanding status afflictions. Sheepy: Grif: Some status afflictions can kill foes before they can ever bleed. Sheepy: Grif: Like poison, burn, or curse. Skills that allow you to sap the enemy's power can also kill them without having them bleed. Arsé-kun: Kay: Can we save the combat talk for AFTER I'm done using knives? Arsé-kun: Kay: I'm all for learning about this, but can it wait? Sheepy: Grif: Sad... Arsé-kun: Kay: If I get distracted and cut myself, the knife's going in you next. Arsé-kun: *he says, not meaning it, as per usual* Sheepy: Grif: Wow... A tasty meal.. Sheepy: Grif:.........Haha. Hahaha. Arsé-kun: *Arthur stops what he's doing to look at Grif. bad joke. terrible joke, even.* Sheepy: Bedi:....Please don't eat knives. Arsé-kun: Yog: Immediate result: Internal bleeding. Do not respond with "That is where the blood is meant to be". Sheepy: Grif: Sad...

#c.au #19

[thechekhov]

CR2 Quick Reacts - EP121

Last we left our heroes, they were periscoping out of a snow pile and discovered that the omnipotent entity who has unlimited scrying abilities and keeps a Blood Hunter around has shockingly caught up to them! Who knew. 

Episode Digest: 

I feel like they had a good thing going with the tower, but they biffed it. Why didn’t Caleb put up the dome and THEN cast the tower door? Yes, the dome would have dropped the moment he went in, but OTHERS could have gone in ahead of him and could have, perhaps-- 

Well, I’m backseat gaming now so it doesn’t matter.

The thing that’s beginning to creep up on me is the episode number - there are only 20 left! That means that Lucien’s City Planning is the end game of this whole thing. Which means that there are just-- SO many threads left unexplored. Caleb’s Scourger friends and his scheme to kill Ikithon? Fjord’s hunt for Sabien???? Yasha’s tribe?????? 

There’s SO MUCH left to explore! Will they even be level 20 before the game ends? Or will we cut it at 15 or something? I need to know! 

I suppose the good thing about this is that if they DO cut it preemptively, there is room for 

oneshots

fanfics

later content releases

And that’s good. That’s good........... I just. I don’t want this to end. I love these idiots. So much.

#chekhov watches cr #critical role #critical role 2 liveblog #critical role 2 #mighty nein #mighty nein liveblog #cr2 ep121 #cr2ep121 #c2 ep121 #c2ep121

[withmychainzon]

A Burning Shadows Deleted Scene

@theatrequeen said Azris soft boi lap sitting in the server a few days ago and this is what happened.

This is in the Burning Shadows universe, so here’s a link to that if you want to know more about these idiots. 

***

It was just past 5 am and Azriel was sipping coffee at the dining room table, leisurely reading the Autumn Court’s newspaper from yesterday.

Cassian and Nesta sat across from him. Nesta was slowly peeling an orange and Cassian was murmuring  strategies and plans to her while drawing lines with a pencil over a map. Nesta would reply with an agreed hum, or a question every so often, even pointing at the map in certain places. Azriel could have been paying more attention, but he assumed if it was truly important Cassian would have gotten his attention.

They were all required to be up at the House of Wind in half an hour for the next round of Valkyrie training, but were currently enjoying the quiet morning. Azriel didn’t help as often as he once did, letting Gwyn and Emerie and Nesta take the lead. But there were still certain practices that Nesta called him in to teach, and he was always more than willing to help. 

He looked up at the two across from him, heads huddled together amicably. He felt the stirrings of something in his chest — fondness, probably. He had missed living with Cassian and Nesta since they had gotten their own home. They had only stayed the night at the Townhouse out of convenience after spending days in Illyria, bringing Emerie back for further assistance in Valkyrie training. 

As if his own thoughts had summoned her, Emerie stomped down the stairs, sitting herself at the end of the table in a huff. 

“Beds are too damn soft here. Fuckin’ over slept” she grumbled, pouring herself a cup of coffee.

Azriel nodded in agreement, remembering what it had been like to get used to luxury beds. Cassian chuckled heartily and Nesta slid the sugar towards Emerie with a silent smile. 

“How long do you think you’ll need my help this morning?” Azriel asked, turning another page of the newspaper. 

“Busy day today, Az?” Nesta asked with a sharp smile. “Lots of big plans with cute little redheads?” 

Emerie’s head shot up, her eyebrows high on her forehead. He flicked his eyes to Cassian who gave him an imperceptible shake of his head, eyes still focused on the map before him. 

“I have a job, you know.” He said, working not to sound annoyed. It was too early to start a fight with Nesta.

Nesta rolled her eyes in response. He felt a little bad for the trainees, if Nesta was already looking to argue it was going to be a brutal day of training for them. 

In reality, Azriel did have a busy day ahead of him. He had quite a bit to do and catch up on since returning from the continent. But he really just needed to make sure he was back at the Townhouse before ten. Eris liked to scry in the mornings, something to do with the position of the sun and the lack of life altering choices made before noon by the general public. Eris had been perfectly fine scrying at the townhouse since the first time, but Azriel didn’t ever want to chance it and he preferred to be around when Eris went poking around in the future. 

He looked up from the newspaper again to find Emerie still studying him, her eyes following a shadow tentacle that had managed to curl itself around the back of his chair. Azriel gave her a small nod. He was unsurprised to find her gaze stayed on his, as if she was trying to prove she wasn’t scared. The corner of his mouth lifted in the smallest of smiles. 

Azriel had just decided to give up on his reading when the sound of shuffling came from the stairs, his shadows immediately bouncing awake and shifting towards the sound. 

Eris padded into the room, the hood of his sweater — well, it was Azriel’s sweater. Eris had stolen it weeks ago and seemed to assume it belonged to him now — pulled up around his ears, his red hair coming out the bottom messily. Azriel watched as Eris moved towards him, his eyes still mostly closed and hands pressed firmly into the front pocket of the sweater. His shadows had reached Eris already, swirling around his bare ankles as though pulling him closer to Azriel. 

He sleepily made his way over to Azriel’s chair, shoving the chair and Azriel over until there was enough room for Eris to slip his body between the table and crawl into Azriel’s lap. He immediately curled his body into Azriel’s warmth, pulling his bare feet up and shoving them under one of Azriel’s thighs as he nuzzled into the Illyrian’s neck. 

Azriel had moved to accommodate him, wrapping one arm around his waist and pulling him in tight. The hood of Eris’s sweater hid his face as he pressed it against the skin of Azriel’s throat, wiggling a bit until he seemed satisfied with the position. 

“What are you doing awake?” Azriel asked, leaning his head down to rest on Eris’s. 

“Mmm” Eris hummed in response, eyes still closed. His forehead was lined, brows furrowed in his signature displeased expression. “Dream. Stupid. Bed empty. But you were still here.” 

“Haven’t left yet,” Azriel agreed, unable to stop the smile that was growing on his lips. 

Eris didn’t answer, just leaned further into Azriel. He reached up and pulled the hood back enough to put his nose to Eris’s hair and inhale. He smelled so good in the mornings. The apples and leaves and woodsmoke were apparent, but it was always tinged with a little bit of something Azriel knew was himself. It was intoxicating.

It wasn’t until Eris let out a contented sigh that Azriel looked up, remembering that he had a table of breakfast guests. 

Cassian sat with his chin propped on his palm, watching them with big, soft eyes and a shit eating grin. Nesta had both her hands covering her own mouth, eyes popping out as though she was trying to stop herself from saying something. Emerie stared, mouth open, an empty spoon held in her hand, action forgotten. 

After an age of silence Emerie pointed her spoon at Azriel and spoke. “That is not the redhead I thought she was talking about.” 

#azris #azriel shadowsinger #eris vanserra #azriel #acotar fanfiction #acotar mates #acotar #acotar fic #emerie #townhouse shenanigans #soft azris makes me weak #burning shadows fic

[unhealthyfanobsession]

The amount of money that I would pay to read the scene where Cassian kisses Nesta back to life after the scrying from the OTHER CHARACTERS’ PERSPECTIVE....

I’d die like can you imagine they’re all just talking inside each other’s heads.

Feyre: wtf is he doing

Amren: idiot boy! He’s going to get them both killed and then we’ll never find the mask.

Rhys: Az is this... you do not look shocked...

Azriel: *haunted* I’ve seen them do worse

Feyre: EXCUSE ME?!

Rhys: I thought you were supposed to be wayching them...

Azriel: yeah dw I saw it all

Feyre: is it getting um... warm in here to anyone else?

Rhysand: every room you walk into heats up, Feyre darling

Azriel: I am moving to another fucking court

Feyre: no I’m SERIOUS it’s really hot

Amren: So the bat managed to melt the ice queen after all

Feyre: do we just... watch them do this? Should we give them some privacy or-

Amren: privacy doesn’t exist in this court. She still needs to drop the damn bones.

Azriel: if this actually works I’m going to jump off the roof

Rhys: not much of a threat when you have wings, brother.

Azriel: I’ll be jumping to get away from whatever they’re going to do after this

Rhys: I’ll join you.

#nessian #nesta archeron #acosf spoilers #acosf #a court of silver flames #a court of silver flames spoilers #azriel #amren #rhysand #feyre archeron #feysand #a court of thorns and roses #nesta and cassian #a court of mist and fury #cassian #nestaxcassian #sarah j maas #a court of wings and ruin #acotar

[loquaciousquark]

Talks Machina Highlights - Critical Role C2E116-119 (Dec. 15, 2020)

Hi! I missed the first three minutes or so and opened the stream to Brian giving an absolutely incoherent ...ad? for some jewel game? Six thousand jewels just for logging in? Some app in the app store and he’s literally been talking about this now for six minutes and I don’t know what he’s talking about. He finally wraps up, Laura brings the show to a close, and we’re all a little worse than we were before.

Ashley tries to get us back on track and Henry bays over her. Brian tries to ask the first question and breaks off into feigned sobs halfway through. This is chaos incarnate.

Tonight’s guests: Laura Bailey & Ashley Johnson.

How’s Yasha feeling right now about Molly? She and Jester both are desperately curious about whether there’s a spark of Molly left in Lucien that can be brought back. It’s not the same as when Yasha was controlled by Obann; this seems more like just the way this is now. They’d settle for even finding the good in him, like they did with Essek. Brian jokes that they can monitor his mental state if Matt’s Irish accent starts to slip a little bit.

Jester is a little wary about scrying on Lucien now since he’s able to see her back.  She’s interested to try again now that Fjord’s given her the necklace.

Ashley has to run and grab a replacement set of headphones from Brian after hers get “crunchy.” It’s pretty cute seeing them run around and smooch on another screen. Brian teases that he doesn’t have any more questions for Jester since Caduceus has been doing all the healing lately. Laura tells us indignantly that she had Heal prepared for Caduceus in that last big fight, but Fjord got to Cad first. Brian explains how this is the same as all the good jokes he always lines up for Talks but never tells. Ashley’s crunchiness continues and we go briefly to a technical difficulties screen while Brian hops up to fix it.

Dani pips in to get this show back on track. Save us, Dani!

Ashley hadn’t thought about the aspect of Lucien controlling his friends’ minds, but finds it really creepy. It’s a cool game dynamic, and it’s a little different because they’re there willingly, but it’s really weird.

Jester thinks that “the tarot cards know all. She wants to buy into it real hard.” If it doesn’t make sense now, it will later. Laura has an Idiot’s Guide to Tarot Reading.

They’re super interested in why Aeor is like it is. Were they more advanced than us? Did they evolve along a different line? Ashley loves sci-fi and is all about this, especially since she wasn’t there for Happy Fun Ball time & hasn’t been able to get caught up on some of the things she missed in between, so she’s using this as an erstwhile replacement. She can already tell there are some things from this campaign that will bother her the way the unopened box did from C1. She and Laura both seethe at the camera about having to leave the spider behind.

Cosplay of the Week! Harland3r on instagram with a gorgeous winged Pike with a shield & mace. It’s an incredible photo and the wings look great.

Travis distracts Laura by dancing like a Trex offscreen. That seems right for this episode.

Jester’s encouragement of Yasha pursuing Beau was important in a lot of ways, not least because Ashley considered herself as uninterested in D&D romance as Travis & was a little unsure of activating a romance among her friends. However, it felt really natural within the game and it was really helpful to have Jester’s in-game encouragement. Yasha’s grown a lot and is in a much more positive place and is ready to find out what’s possible. Laura: “Jester from the get-go has seen Yasha as this wonderful soul from the beginning, and has seen how sad Yasha’s been through everything, and to see the difference that she exhibits when talking about Beau is drastic and wonderful. Jester’s joy in life is helping others find joy.”

Ashley points out it’s also so fun to “yes-and” with Laura because you’re like a little kid being dragged along by the hand - you don’t know where it’s going, but you know it’s going to be fun along the way.

Ashley does have a sense of “thank goodness Marisha isn’t jumping right into this” so she can coax herself into it, but when she tried to figure out the poem she had a lot of drafts that didn’t survive. She intentionally crafted the letter to give Beau an out if she didn’t feel the same way. There’s a lot going on with Lucien right now and there’s constantly a running thought in the back of her head about “maybe Beau is not into this.” Even the last couple episodes with Jester & Fjord have had Ashley finally understand shipping.

Brian brings us to the moment “almost as romantic as the pre-season finale of the Bachelorette.” Jester was “goo” afterwards. Early on in the campaign, Jester was very forward with her flirtations with Fjord & he shut her down. And then he kissed her underwater and immediately went and slept with Avantika, and Jester automatically shut herself down, because she thought she was misunderstanding & would only be hurt by those emotions. She deliberately focused on just being there with her friends, making everyone healthy and happy. These last few episodes where Fjord was flirting back felt like “my teenage heart again, my first kiss, the boy I like actually likes me back!” and she was able to open back up.

Yasha definitely has some instrument plans for those bones. She doesn’t know if she’s going to add to her harp or create a new one.

Ashley and Laura cheer about Travis stepping out his comfort zone. Laura thinks it was really good that he was doing it with her, his real-life wife, to see if he likes that sort of stuff in his D&D campaign. “It was just so sweet. It was just so sweet.” Brian says he’s actually a really romantic dude & Dani is so glad he asked before the kiss. Brian: “It’s going to be so sad when he breaks your heart and goes back to the corpse of Avantika.” Laura: “It’s fine, Jester will be long dead by then anyway.”

Jester does believe the four-year time trade was worth it, but that the city leaves “a mark on your brain,” especially as in-depth as she saw it. “Jester’s always been reticent to talk about her age because she’s aware she’s perceived in a juvenile way by a lot of people, and she’s insecure about that. She grew up by herself without a lot of social interactions and is experienced in a lot of ways now and naive in others; she’s very aware of human emotion around her, but chooses to see it in a certain way.” Losing the time makes her wonder if she needs to grow up & become an adult about certain things now. Laura: “I think actually she’s closer to Fjord’s age now. Actually, I’m not sure about his age. I don’t know how old he is - I’ve never even asked Travis!” Brian: “I think he’s definitely fifteen.” Laura: “Travis, how old is Fjord?” Travis, off-screen: “Sixty-five,” but he’s had the Mask of Many Faces up this whole time. Later, he adds that he’s in his early 30s.

Ashley has really enjoyed digging into Yasha’s more humorous side lately. It’s how she gets comfortable as a player, making it fun and light in a way that this year needs. “It’s also really funny to think that Yasha doesn’t know how Message works.”

Brian congratulates Laura & Ashley both on their game awards nominations. Brian vamps trying to get himself in as the presenter, but incidentally refers to Laura as his sister in the conversation and it’s super cute. “I would like to be the one to give the award to either my fiancee, or my sister!”

Fanart of the Week: @ethanmaldridge with an illustrated page from the Katzenprinz book. It’s just beautiful.

Jester’s polymorph gambit was terrifying, but the stakes got even higher when everyone else got stunned. She does lament choosing a bunny at the start. “Frickin’ Fjord’s armor!”

Yasha loves being polymorphed lately. She thinks it’s kinda funny, especially given her rigid upbringing with such defined roles.

Laura feels like Jester and Vex are weirdly two halves of herself. Brian: “You see the very bargainy, I’m gonna use my wit & smarts to negotiate situations. But at the same time, you’re very open to what people are thinking & feeling and navigating that. What you end up putting out (though it comes across as innocent and naive) is something pure because she truly believes it.” Laura thinks Yasha and Pike are the same way for Ashley, though Ashley feels a little closer to Yasha right now. Sometimes you just feel really exposed. Laura compares how much idealism she put into Jester to her character from Fruits Basket.

Since Yasha didn’t belong to either side in the war, she’s not hugely concerned by the fallout; she more wants to make sure her found family are okay and safe. Jester is the same way, Laura tells us. Jester doesn’t have any greater vision of the Empire & Dynasty interacting; she cares about the people, and it hasn’t been until the vision with the city that she kind of woke up and realized they have to really stop this now. It feels bigger than the Dynasty/Empire. Ashley: “It seems more of a thing for Beau and Caleb to care about.”

Really, up to now Jester was mostly concerned about getting Molly back, but now the stakes seem much higher. “We have to do this. We have to complete this, to beat them, to keep them from doing this.” Yasha is just going with the flow for now. There’s a lot coming at them and they are ready to find out what’s next.

And that’s that for tonight! Brian thanks the crew especially for working incredibly hard on switching everything to home-based streaming. He then gets stuck halfway spinning around in his chair and the last thing we hear is him idly wondering “What’s Fjord taste like?” which seems pretty on brand for tonight’s show. Is it Thursday yet?

#critical role #critical role spoilers #talks machina #talks machina spoilers #long post for ts

[rmg91]

Zoe Week; Day 5-ROTT

So I know we got given a free day considered ROTT was...what it was but I decided to still go with the prompt and it turned into more of a small rewrite than just a ‘Let’s slip Zoe into this scene’. Zoe is everyone’s braincell and we know it.

Also I tried writing a fight scene....I donno how well it turned out lol

AO3

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“He WHAT?!”

Zoe stared at the assembled guardians, the kids, that had gone up against the demigods bent on restarting the world with that crazy plan to strip them of their powers, only for it to fail. Yes, they were alive. Yes, they had Nari, in spirit, but the Arcane Order had her body, had Douxie, and that was not okay for her! That stupid, self-sacrificing idiot! Of course he'd do something like that! But all it would do would buy them time and just what was going to happen when those power hungry beings found out?! It wasn't going to be good, that was for sure and now Zoe had to hatch a plan to try and save her idiot before something bad happened.

Ignoring the overlapping explanations and assurances they'd come up with a plan, Zoe marched her way out of the ex-throne room and down to what was becoming her studio. Shuffling around the various tomes and grimoires, she searched for the one she was certain had the spell she needed to find him, growling to herself when she couldn't. This is what she got for not sorting through all these yet. Finally, just when she'd been about to say 'fuck it' and do it without the book, she dug up the dusty purple codex of scrying and grinned in victory. Oh, she was finding that idiot of hers and then she was going to give him a piece of her mind once he was safe.

Coming back upstairs, the pinked haired witch flipped through the book, looking for the magic circle that would allow her to find Douxie. Ignoring everyone's voices, she quickly read through the directions, reminding herself how it worked and set to etching runes in the air with her wand. The symbols of power fell to the floor in sparking pink power, forming the necessary element for her spell. “Nari.” She called, “I'm gonna need Archie for a moment.”

The little nature spirit, inhabiting her partners body, let his familiar go from her hold as she finished the magic circle, sending the tomb to rest on the floor outside it. Sitting in the center, Archie crawled into her lap in dragon form, already having a feeling on what she was going to try to do. Normally she could sense Douxie's power, they'd known each other for so after all it was easy, but between distance and most likely being blocked, she couldn't without help. It would be easier if their magic was bonded, tied together for the rest of eternity and the ultimate sign of trust and love between magic users but...they weren't. Not for lack of wanting to but their lives had been pretty hectic and dangerous and bonding their magic came with lots of consequences as well as benefits. If one of them died...it would be the worse kind of hell on the other. And as much as they loved each other they hadn't wanted to have the other suffer so. But maybe, after all this, they'd change that.

“Uh..what are you gonna do?” Toby asked, standing near as he watched the pulsing pink runes.

“I'm going to track Douxie using the bond between him and Archie.” She explained, holding the dragon-cat gently, one hand scratching between his ears, “It should, in theory, help me find where the Order is holding him.” Then they would retrieve him and she was going to kick his ass for putting himself in danger, again.

Everyone took that as the queue to be quiet, to let her work, and Zoe breathed in deeply, letting her magic seep out and take shape. The circle glowed as she let herself fall into a trance, focusing on Archie, who was relaxed in her lap, his own magic open to letting hers in. She found the bond, a shining string of magic that was warm, comforting, powerful, reaching out beyond their little space in search of their missing wizard. She followed it as it swirled, twisting and turning through the space between, searching, searching, searching until-There! It sung brightly, tightening like a perfectly tuned guitar string and humming with life and she knew in that moment just where to find him.

Opening her eyes, a pink glow encompassing them, she grinned sharply. The Order didn't know what was coming to them.

~*~*~*~

The group entered the abandoned train tunnel, sans one Trollhunter, looking for any sign of the Order or Douxie. Zoe knew she had been harsh when she told Jim he needed to stay behind but she was not going to take back what she said. He was injured and therefore a liability and she wasn't going to let him kill himself or any of his friends if things were to go pear shaped. But hopefully they wouldn't and they'd be able to rescue Douxie with minimal trouble.

Her blue eyes roamed over the various crates and scaffolding, sensing him near but unable to see him. But she just knew he was here. Even as the group spread out and looked around old, crumbling crates and rusty metal drums, confused as to why they couldn't find anyone, Zoe was reaching out with her magic, searching for her wayward husband. Frowning down at the tracks, something just wasn't sitting right with her, she tried her best to see and think like Douxie would. There had to be something here she was missing...

She blinked, a thought coming suddenly and could it really be that easy?

Trotting up a staircase to get higher ground, she looked down at the tracks, shaking her head lightly because for some eon's old beings, Skrael and Bellroc really couldn't be original? “Their hiding in plain sight!” She shouted to assembled guardians, flicking her wand out and rearranging the train tracks, “They've made a giant sigil with the tracks!” The tracks moved, soon lighting up and dispelling the room around them, revealing a much darker room and three beings in the center.

She wasn't sure if they were aware they weren't alone anymore but it looked as if the demigods of ice and fire were taunting who they thought were Nari. She, or rather Douxie, was hovering in the air, held aloft by his hands in glowing magic and maybe, possibly keeping quiet as to continuing fooling the gods. But then, as they were staring confusedly as the Genius Seals, wondering why they weren't opening, he opened his big fat mouth.

“Abracadabra, Buttsnacks.”

Zoe groaned, because why had he said that?! But before the Order could do more than threaten him, she raised her wand high and cried, “Hey! Hands off!” She then sent a bolt of pink lighting down, just barely hitting Skreal, and then it was on!

Everyone jumped into action, firing and fighting the two remaining members of the Order. Zoe jumped down, joining the fray, firing spells and shields as she made way to Nari's body. She was put to a stop though as the icy wizard floated in front of her, brandishing his staff. Oh, if he wanted a fight, he was getting a fight. Ignoring Douxie's strained call of her name, the hedge-witch ducked a swing of the staff, dodging to the right and not giving in to Skreal's taunting. Hedge-witch or not, didn't mean she wasn't powerful and she wasn't about to let these bastards win.

Zoe fired spell after spell, wildly missing the floating god as he chuckled darkly at her. But that was okay, all part of the plan because when he least expect it she smirked and performed a round-house kick, planting her foot below his belt with a cry of “Rule Number Three!!”

As Skrael crumpled, she turned back to Douxie in Nari's body, running closer and hoping she could break the spell keeping him in the air. Fire had started to burn everywhere, the old wood catching easily to the spells Bellroc fired off but she ignored all that as she examined the magic around Douxie's wrists. She shushed him as he tried to talk to her, needing to concentrate on what she was doing, hopefully she wouldn't need Claire's help. Then a dark chuckle came from behind her.

“You won't break him free.” She turned to glare at Bellroc, their ever fluctuating voice grating on her nerves, “That magic is too powerful for even a full fledged wizard, let alone a little hedge-witch.” She growled as they laughed at her. And maybe she wouldn't be able to break it herself but if she could break this beings concentration... A wicked grin came to her face, feral as she remembered the chaos she'd wrecked at Killahead, and she began drawing runes behind her back.

“You're right...Guess I'll just have to make you break it.”

And with a flash of pink, twenty more Zoe's surrounded the demigod.

Crying out, Bellroc began to blast away her clones, easily poofing them from existence, which was fine as it was only meant as a distraction. The real Zoe dodged behind him, thankful for the rest of the crew keeping Skrael busy as she charged her magic. She'd only have one shot at this and she hoped it worked. It had been a while since she last did this. Bringing her now brightly flashing hands together, she drew them apart, a glowing, sparking, pink arrow held between them.

“Foolish girl! This won't defeat me!!” Bellroc cried with rage, dispelling the last of her clones.

“It's not meant to!” She yelled back before firing the arrow, sending a million volts through the wizard and causing them to spasm. And it was enough, for the spell holding Douxie up sputtered and died, dropping him to the floor. Zoe dived for his staggering form as Bellroc cried out again, pushing him out of the way of a blast of fire. Of course now she needed a plan to get them out of there...

Just as the fire god was approaching, already up from her attack and ready to end her life, a black portal formed beneath her and Douxie and they dropped away.

~*~*~*~

Zoe groaned as she was dropped onto the floor of Camelot, rolling onto her back. That had been...something. She really needed to practice that attack again, it took far too much out of her but at least now Douxie was safe. And Nari. She heard the rest of the guardians tumble in, shouts from their assembled allies rising and still she laid there, catching her breath.

“Zoe! Zoe, are you alright?!” She looked up at Douxie's voice, finding Nari's face above her looking at her with concern and they were needed to change back because this was just getting too weird. She watched him sag with relief, most likely due to her opening her eyes and he sighed, “You were nuclear, Love.”

“You better switch back before you kiss me, Casperan.” Was her only response.

Chuckling breathlessly, he nodded and she watched him hold out his hand for Nari to take, the goddess now crouching on her other side. A flash of magic and she was then being pulled into Douxie's lap, the wizard now back in his body. She let him nuzzle his face into her neck, still recovering from the adrenaline and almost overuse of her magic as they sat there, friends and allies all around.

“Thank you, Zoe.” Nari said softly, sitting primly in front of her, “You risked so much.”

“It's fine, Nari,” Zoe said, smiling at the forest child, “There was no way I was letting them keep your body and Douxie's mind.” Let alone risk the possibility of them forcing the two back into their proper bodies. Then they really would have been in trouble.

“So what do you do now?” She heard Claire ask because now they were back at square one. Keep Nari out of the grasp.

“I donno,” Zoe sighed, “But the important thing is the Order doesn't have Nari anymore.”

“That's not all they don't have..” The nature goddess smirked shyly before holding up the Genius Seals.

Zoe's eyes widen as cries went up around her, Douxie laughing in surprise, before she grinned wide and shark like. Oh, things were about to get interesting.

~*~*~*~*~*~

How the rest of the movie would play out from here I have no idea but there’s some choice Zouxie protecting each other/Nari/Archie so...there’s that. I hope you all enjoyed!

#ZoeAppreciationWeek #Zoe Week #Zoe #Douxie #Zouxie #Nari #ToA #Tales of Arcadia #Wizards #ROTT #Fanfiction #ROTT rewrite #Yeah Zoe and her arrows returned #heehee

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🤬 | seokjin

the sleep deprived series (n.): drabbles that i write when i’m sad and tired

→ frenemy!seokjin ft. e2l and the magnificent get-along sweater | 2K words → a/n: this is dedicated to my homie @jincherie​ who has been, as they say, wiping her ass everyday only to shit again. i can’t really do much to actually alleviate your circumstances except maybe making you smile, so i hope this can be your tiny ray of sunshine amidst the crap. this fic literally makes no sense because i wrote this within one hour so i’m sorry but pls know that ilysm!!

“Where’d you even fucking get this abomination?” you growl, struggling fruitlessly against the coarse fabric. In your fidgeting, your elbow knocks into Seokjin’s broad chest, causing more damage to your weak joints than anything. Even so, Seokjin grunts overdramatically, stepping on your toes in retaliation.

“Yoongi-chi, you know that I love you very much—” Seokjin seethes, his teeth clenched almost painfully as he fights to restrain himself from ripping the sweater in half, a la Hulk style. “—but I will not hesitate to stab you once I get out of here.”

“Not my fault that you both are acting like a bunch of toddlers,” Yoongi snorts, hip jutted out in contempt like the homosexual that he is. “And to answer your other question, I bought that sweater online after your last fight, when you two were literally wrestling on the kitchen counter. I didn’t know whether I walked into some intense BDSM play or a WWE ring.”

“You bought a fucking get-along sweater for us? What are you, some sort of Christian camp counselor?” you growl, kicking your legs out in an attempt to hit him. The slimy twink bastard jumps away gracefully, landing onto the loveseat opposite the couch that you were sitting on. He crosses his legs, opening his arms wide when your traitorous cat jumps onto his lap, looking to all the world like a terrible Bond villain from the 80s.

“If I was Christian, I would not put the two of you into a sweater together,” Yoongi says. He strokes your cat, who purrs loudly before pointing a contemptuous glare back at you, as if she was enjoying your torture too. Dumb cat. You never liked Miko anyway.

Yoongi continues, “Anyone would two eyes knows that you both are just one brawl away from fucking each other into the next dimension. Lord knows that your sexual tension could power the entire city.”

It’s Seokjin’s turn to snort, who has been relatively quiet in comparison to you. He’s also less fidgety, but that might be because he at least has the advantage and comfort of occupying 90% of the sweater space due to his oceanic shoulders. You once described him as “horizontally imbalanced,” which he did not find slightly amusing.

“I would rather place my balls into a panini press and feed them to Miko than to ever fuck Y/N,” Seokjin fake-gags, squirming uncomfortably in his seat. “It would be less hot for me to actually grill my penis than for me to sink into her hell-ish cunt. I swear, you could bake bread in there with how much yeast has accumulated from—“

You headbutt his chin before he can finish, squawking indignantly. The satisfying sound of his teeth clacking together in pain is momentary but worthwhile. “Excuse you, but it’d be an honor to fuck me! I’ve got that S-tier pussy! If my pussy was in a gacha game, people would spend thousands of dollars just to roll for my mystical coochie!”

Yoongi smirks. “So you admit that you do want Seokjin to fuck you!”

“What the fuck! No! That is—what the—I don’t!” You stammer, face flushing as you struggle to regain your footing in the conversation. Yoongi’s eyebrow raises, intrigued by your slip-up. “That is totally not what I meant, and you know it!”

Yoongi picks at his nails, pointedly avoiding eye contact. “Sorry, I don’t speak hetero. Prithee, explain thy peculiar mating rituals to one who does not walk the straight and narrow path.”

You slump back against the couch, forcing Seokjin to follow and fall backward with you. His shoulder hits you square in the boob, causing you to groan in pain. “Yoongi, just let us out of this thing before I lose a limb to this walking inflatable tubeman,” you plead, ignoring Seokjin’s glare.

“I resent that,” Seokjin inputs, but no one pays him any mind. Your attention is focused solely on the smirking kitty man in front of you, who grows smugger as time ticks on.

Everyone in your friend group is aware of the weird relationship you have with Seokjin. Ever since you met him in your freshman year of university, things were never peaceful between the two of you. It was always constant bickering, squabbling, competing… everything. Even Jungkook, Seokjin’s other sworn enemy, doesn’t argue with the elder as much as you did.

For three years, everyone just assumed it was your weird kindergarten schoolyard way of showing affection for each other, and at the beginning, it might have been. You and Seokjin, both of whom have never dated in their lifetimes despite being moderately popular while growing up, are unsurprisingly emotionally stunted and never learned how to just be nice to people you like. Affection who? Compassion where? To the both of you, physical connection can only be achieved through hair tugging and nipple pinching, and not even in the sexy way.

But at a certain point, things were starting to get tiring. Your arguments only grew larger in scale, to the point where it was getting hard to differentiate whether the bruises on your neck were from pinches or something else.

“I just… Ugh… When are they gonna fuck, hyung? I’m actually getting tired of their constant fighting,” Namjoon had lamented one afternoon, just a day after your last altercation with Seokjin. It had been a big one, where Seokjin nearly lost a tooth when you had landed a neat uppercut squarely on his jaw after he called your toes ‘a foot fetishist’s worst nightmare.’

Yoongi’s boyfriend had been staring listlessly into his bowl of soup for the past hour, and he was honestly starting to get worried when it looked like Namjoon had started muttering to himself in a foreign language. Yoongi almost thought he might have been scrying for a prophecy, begging for an answer to their most pressing question.

“What do you want me to do about it? Lock them in a room and let them out only after they’ve done the deed? Mixed bodily fluids? Performed the monkey dance to its climax?! No thanks, I don’t wanna be near them when that can of worms finally explodes,” Yoongi grimaced, shivering at the thought.

Namjoon shook his head quickly, face paling with him. “Heaven forbid. Maybe you can keep it PG? How about getting one of those get-along sweaters or something. I think they used those in kindergarten.”

Yoongi sighed. “Yeah, but the question would be how I’d get them into it.” He flaps his noodle arms around in demonstration. “I’m not exactly in the running for world’s strongest twink. Plus, years of fighting each other means they’re both stronger than I am.”

Namjoon shrugged. “Easy, just dare them to wear it. Make it into a competition. Nothing gets them more riled up than when they’re trying to outcompete each other.”

And so, that’s how the two of you had gotten stuck in a 3XXL Hello Kitty sweater that Yoongi had bought from Ebay. It has yet to be decided whether spending $40 on expedited shipping was worth it.

“Look, Yoongi-chi. We both promise that we will stop fighting once you let us out of this,” Seokjin says, smiling sweetly at him. Had Yoongi been younger and much more prone to the alluring temptation of the Straight Man™️, he might have caved. But Yoongi is older now, plus he knows when Seokjin is lying better than any polygraph test.

Yoongi rolls his eyes, waving him off. “Fat chance. You’d probably stop fighting for approximately three hours before getting mad about mint chocolate ice cream or something.”

“Hey! Give us some credit. We both agree that flavor is abhorrent, so we would never argue about that,” you retort, with Seokjin nodding furiously in agreement. You glance at him. “And I feel like we’d last at least six hours without fighting. What was our record again?”

“Five hours and twenty-two minutes,” Seokjin says.

You hum thoughtfully. “Okay, I can promise at least five hours and thirty minutes. Maybe.”

Yoongi groans, rubbing his temples in frustration. His souring mood even makes Miko jump away in fright, and the two idiots trapped in a sweater can immediately feel the dip in temperature. Uh oh, here we go!

“I am absolutely sick and tired of the two of you dumbasses fighting all the time! It’s embarrassing as hell trying to bring either of you anywhere in public because everyone mistakes your little catfights for strange foreplay or whatever,” Yoongi glowers. The two of you shrink into your seats, ashamed.

“We’ve only gotten kicked out of one Costco—” Seokjin defends. 

“But we did get fined for public indecency at the beach when I pulled your trunks down, which was totally unfair, by the way,” you mutter. 

“You literally threatened to, and I quote, ‘Suck the soul out of Seokjin’s dick until he dies.’ How the hell is that unfair?!” Yoongi exclaims. 

“It was a death threat! I would’ve accepted a charge for attempted murder, but that was not going to be a sexy blowjob, I assure you—”

Yoongi holds up a hand to silence you. “Face it, you both like each other. Whatever! Sure, you guys are the token straight people in our friend group, but that doesn’t make you bland as hell! Well, actually, it does but…” Yoongi pauses, wondering if it was worth lying. It takes a second for him to refocus. “Where was I? Oh right—“

Yoongi clears his throat, starting again. He heaves a deep breath, shoulders sagging tiredly as he puts on the sincerest face he can muster. “Listen, I just want to say that I care a lot about you, okay? And it sucks seeing the both of you hurting every time the other person says something really mean that neither of you even mean! If anything, will you please stop for me? If you really cared about our friendship, will you do it for me?”

There is a heavy pause as Yoongi strives to get his breathing back in check, his impassioned speech causing his fragile grandpa heart to race. He can feel his cheeks darkening in embarrassment, unused to using his “hyung voice” on Seokjin or you. Separately, the two of you are very reliable, never really needing him to scold either of you. Together, however… that’s a different story, but as the next eldest hyung, it really only fell to Yoongi to fix his friends’ mess of a relationship.

Screw age hierarchy. Yoongi would love to see Jungkook try to get Seokjin and you to fuck. Would absolutely pay to see the twerp squirm as he tries to even say the word “penis.”

After a while, Seokjin and you share a look. Yoongi watches with bated breath as he waits for either of you to speak, but he can sense some unspoken conversation happening between you. Perhaps, after years of exchanging blows, you had somehow knocked brain cells into each other and now share a weird psychic connection. Or, more likely, the two of you actually like each other and understand each other on a deeply personal level, so personal in fact that you could probably finish each other’s sentences, like—!

“We refuse,” you both reply in tandem, your joined voices echoing throughout the apartment. You both had said it so in sync that Yoongi might have imagined the other person speaking, but no—you both really did just say that to his face. In front of Miko. In front of his goddamn imaginary salad.

“Excuse me?” Yoongi squeaks. He cleans his ears with his fingers but finds no cotton there. These bitches! How dare they just throw his speech to the gutter! That shit took brain cells to think of, and he is not in the business of wasting his precious minutes by using them for productivity.

You shrug, leaning against Seokjin’s shoulder. He can see the ghost of a smirk tugging at your lips, thoroughly enjoying Yoongi’s confusion. “You heard us. We’ve made the executive decision to double our efforts, actually.”

Seokjin nods, not even shoving you off his shoulder like he normally would whenever you made contact with him. What? “Exactly. Honestly, we’ve been fighting for so long that we’ve kinda been just doing it for the bit at this point, and the fact that it annoys you so much is just the icing on the cake.”

Yoongi stares at them. His brain doesn’t feel like it’s connecting to his body at all; he feels like he’s floating. “So. What you’re saying is—“

“We know we like each other. Whatever. But we also like fighting, so who gives a shit if we’re having fun at the end of the day?” you shrug, pinching Seokjin’s cheek for good measure. As per usual, the elder retaliates by grabbing your finger with robot-like accuracy, before biting you there like a ravaging beast.

“And before you ask, no, we aren’t really dating. Yet. We kinda just wanted to piss as many people off before actually becoming official. We honestly didn’t think that you’d be the first one to crack.” Seokjin says, your finger falling from his mouth. The imprint of his teeth marks on your skin are plain as day, but you don’t look remotely bothered by it. In fact, you’re practically cooing at his ‘baby teefies’ like a psychopath.

“I—“ Yoongi stutters, at a loss for words for once in his life. He stands from the chair, but his knees give out from under him, causing him to tumble to the carpeted floor. He holds his head in his hands, shell-shocked. “So… That means…”

“Yeah, we’re kinda just freaky, I guess.” You muse before laughing hysterically when Yoongi begins to sob. “Hey, you’re right! We did make Yoongi cry! Do you think we could make Namjoon piss himself in rage when he finally confronts us too?”

Seokjin cackles, shaking your hand underneath the sweater. “If anyone can do it, I know that we can.”

And so, the two of you stand up clumsily to your feet, not bothering to escape the ridiculous sweater as you both waddled out of Yoongi’s apartment. From outside his door, Yoongi hears the sound of a new fight commencing, your shrieks resonating down the hall and for all the world to hear.

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