#Yan is tired of this grandpa

[mamayan]

Finish your wips🧍🏾‍♀️💜

K. Byeeee

I swear I am workin’ on them, busy times right now~ I have only been able to really write offline since I’m movin’ around so much.

I will edit and post my Shiggy fic soon, but idk how many are actually gonna read it🤣 It’s a selfish piece just for me🫢🥰

Then I’ll edit and post my Kyojuro piece!

[fake-married-my-dead-fiance]

I find the characterization of Zhu Yan in Fangs of Fortune fascinating. He has a very impish/Peter Pan vibe, where he doesn't seem to take anything seriously with a mix of child-like wonder, but he also feels a deep sense of responsibility, both to protect things/people and guilt about "his" actions.

It's not clear if Zhu Yan was born as the malicious energy vessel or he became it later in life, but he has a reputation of being evil from before 8 years ago and we only ever see him being good when he's in control, so Zhu Yan was the vessel and lost control/killed people for a long time. However, he seems to be doing okay. He had his friends: Li Lun, former Blaize Goddess, and the Mountain God Grandpa, he looks happy in the younger flashbacks, and notably, everyone who knows him well likes him (even if they find him annoying).

Then all in a very short span of time (like a few days?), Zhu Yan watches Li Lun go on a murder spree, maims him by mistake with the Ever Burning Fire, and then sees him being imprisoned. Right afterwards, he loses control and kills his other best friend (Blaize Goddess the former) and the entire Demon Hunting Bureau

This is understandably too much for Zhu Yan to take, so he struggles on for 8 years, probably just waiting for Zhuo Yi Chen to be old enough to kill him and trying to relieve his guilt:

When the show begins, he has decided to approach Zhuo YiChen and teach him how to use the sword properly. He's probably tired of waiting but also testing if ZYC can use the sword because Zhu Yan is ridiculously hard to kill and it seems like the older brother never could use the sword correctly.

Then running through the whole timeline is the fact that Zhu Yan is trying to keep his vow to protect the Wilderness that he made 500 years prior. He has a sense of responsibility and this means he kind of has to stay alive because if he dies, a new, unpredictable vessel will be chosen and who knows what they will do? I feel like ejecting his core and committing suicide would be possible, but he can't because only Sword Death would stop a new vessel from being created. The former Blaize Goddess and Mountain God Grandpa both seem to believe that Zhu Yan is the best keeper of the malicious energy and actively try to keep him alive and in control. He also sees it as his responsibility to find the Blaize token, both because it's required but also because he was part of losing it.

He's screwed in 3 different ways, because by nature he randomly kills people, but also by nature he's also extremely compassionate and therefore hates himself for what he can't control, and he also can't take the easy way out because he knows that he's the best keeper of the malicious energy. He's completely trapped and it's no wonder he just wants out... until he has built friendships up around himself again and then he wants to live.

[hana-no-seiiki]

SOME YANDERE FLUFF TO BRIGHTEN YOUR DAY.

// fantasy creature cruelty. yandere themes. heteronormative society (sort of?? both your paternal and maternal grandparents come in hetero pairs)

I don’t know if you guys read my yan! father fic yet but do go check out @yoru-no-seiiki for it (Unless you’re a minor cause that acc doesn’t allow those) as it happens in the same universe(ish) as this one.

So by now you’ve already met yan! father.

BUT WHAT ABOUT CUTE HIGH FANTASY YAN! GRANDPARENTS AND OLD MENTOR.

(honestly would love to see my moot’s takes on yan! grandparents so if ya’ll see this. it’s not only a sign but a call to aid plez)

mostly based off of mairimashita iruma kun’s sullivan, your YAN! PATERNAL GRANDPA and GRANDMA spoil you a shit ton.

YAN! P! GRANDPA is more on the type to spoil you physically/monetarily. If you have a need or even the slightest hint of desire for something, consider it received. He has saved so much of your drawings and if you happen to be the kid who drew monsters/weird abominations as a child then ya boi definitely has frankensteined some into being. His creations happened to net him a ton of money which he spent all on you as ‘thanks’ but everyone knows it’s just cause he’s infatuated with his cute grandchild.

YAN! P! GRANDMA leans heavily on the ‘unhealthily allowing this kid(you and yan!dad) to do whatever you want and even encouraging it’ sort of parenting. She taught how to kill and do it efficiently as a young child. Uncaring of whatever prophecies schmofeces oracles have of your future. She will make you into an indestructible machine and is hell-bent on it. … You have probably ingested a lot of poison from her cookies as a way to built immunity to the stuff.

Now your maternal grandparents are a lot let on the damaging side but are still pretty over the top.

Your YAN! MATERNAL GRANDPA loves showing off. He’s probably like a war general with many wives and sees love as ‘you worship/admire me’ which he sorta maybe passed unto you. He’s kind of like a caveman and believes a show of strength is in order to be successful. So there’s a lot of him flexing and challenging YAN! PATERNAL GRANDPARENTS to a duel.

Only for YAN! PATERNAL GRANDMA to swiftly have his ass wipe the floor.

YAN! MATERNAL GRANDMA is a jaded woman. She never loved her husband and had always wanted to flee the family and high society until you came along. I see her as the old version of those Manhwa female protags that have rebirthed multiple times and is just tired of the shitty life they’ve been dealt with. She’s incredibly knowledgeable on fashion, trends and the industry as a whole. She’ll make sure you look good at every turn. Maybe even start trends of your own. It doesn’t matter your body type and if isn’t what’s in at the moment, she’ll make it the moment. Unlike the paternal grandma and her husband, she would never put you in harms way. Even extending your time with her so you don’t have to do those barbaric acts with the others.

And then there’s YAN! MENTOR who swore to never have another child under him ever again. The last time he did that, said child (your father) destroyed his precious astrology tower and had him imprisoned for 5 years for a thing he never even did. Sure, 5 years is nothing for thousand or so year old man but boy was he pissed off.

YAN! MATERNAL GRANDPA had to threaten him to have you and YAN! MENTOR is almost thankful that he did.

YAN! MENTOR believes you to be his best student. It definitely did not start off that way. He thought that a prissy, spoiled brat like you would leave the moment he gave you a difficult task but you surprised him with your tenacity. Throughout all his trials for you, you always came out at top, if not persevered until your body couldn’t handle it anymore.

He definitely wants you to kill your dad as compensation though, and I wouldn’t be surprised if I end up writing him as the reason why you plotted to end the dude’s life.

To keep things fluffy, let’s say in this timeline, he saves you from your dad’s entourage and adopts you.

Your YAN! GRANDPARENTS definitely riot but all are mature enough to understand the situation in the end.

will write more on this on the future but for now, i gotta go! byeeee!!

[aweirdfan101]

Hello dearies! @oni-otakue had an ask and I am here to fulfill it! I’m so sorry this took so long!! I had a lot of dental stuff and just overall health issues to deal with!! I hope you enjoy it!

Warnings: Yandere themes, not proof read

Type of writing: Fanfiction, Yandere headcanons

About: Yan! Myers(VTSOM) and Yan!Claude with a Fem!Daughter figure reader who asks them if they want her to have children! (Separate headcanons)

Characters: Myers(VTSOM) and Claude(VTSOM)

Yan!Myers x Fem!Daughter figure reader headcanons(Platonic)

💙I feel like Myers wouldn’t care too much about if you had children or not. As long as you weren’t in a relationship he didn’t mind. (Please remember surrogates and adoption is a thing)

💙If he did end up becoming a grandfather he would definitely spoil them, it would honestly be hard for him not to spoil your kids.

💙In his eyes you’re perfect and you’re his daughter. Your children are worth pretty much equal to you. He does genuinely love your children though, but he would sorta be absent more often since he has a business.

💙If you ever need help with raising your kids he more than likely just gets a nanny as I doubt he’s amazing with kids…

💙Yet something cute he does is literally reads a ‘How to Raise Kids’ manual. He probably shows up to your kids and says ‘How do you do my fellow kids?’

💙He tries to act ‘woke’ or ‘hip’ as he says. Yet he fails horribly. It’s honestly sometimes cringy, but also really funny. You probably have to pull him aside and tell him when something isn’t exactly in with the times.

💙He is probably pretty cuddly with your kids and often hugs them and offers to watch them. Also, when you’re kids are older he would definitely want to teach them about finance.

💙If Myers found out someone was posing any sort of threat to your kids. He could get them rid of easier than saying 1 2 3. And if they’re really pissing him off, he’ll gladly take care of it himself.

💙Myers would definitely try and show your kids his way of thinking and how to clean up blood and overall just yandere stuff. He 100% tries to teach them how to stalk someone. He usually starts it by ‘Don’t tell your mother.’

💙Myers is basically the rich grandpa who’s still a sweetheart and cuddly grandpa.

Yan!Claude x Fem!Daughter reader Figure headcanons(platonic)

💙Claude wouldn’t mind if you had kids. However, he would definitely make sure it’s either adoption or surrogacy. He is definitely a stricter grandpa and often watches over them for you.

💙He always wanted children, probably around 4. So he wouldn’t mind watching over your kids or even taking care of them if you had stuff to do or even just needed a break.

💙Claude probably researched a lot about having kids and babies. He helps you a lot with taking care of your kids and the biggest piece of advice he gives you is that if you’re tired and so drained just walk away from the baby for a moment. Take a breather and even take a nap for around an hour.

💙Claude is extremely protective over your kids. If someone even looks at them wrong they’re going missing. He’s a detective so he knows what police officers look for and knows how to avoid showing evidence.

💙Claude honestly takes almost like a father role of your kids at times. He’s pretty strict and tries to teach your kids something at any chance he can.

💙He’s pretty similar to Myers with teaching how to clean up blood, hiding bodies, but he’s a lot better at what to teach considering he’s dealt with murder cases before.

💙During your pregnancy if you do surrogacy, he’ll one 100% treat you like a princess and just ask for something he’ll get it for you. Even if the pregnancy is pretty easy, he knows pregnancy can sometimes suck so he wants to help where he can.

💙Claude very secretly wants you to have a girl kid. He doesn’t care what the gender is, but he wants to do their hair and if your son wants to have their hair done he gladly does it. Deep down he really just wants to style your kids hair, even though he sucks at it and is still learning.

💙Even though Claude’s strict it’s more than likely your kids will cling to him as he’s actually pretty sweet and deep down has a huge soft spot for them. He cries when he first meets your kids. He will forever hope you didn’t notice his tears. (he was full blown sobbing you noticed.)

[enj4s]

JUDGED TOO QUICKLY ー TOKYO REVENGERS (1)

summary: Y/n had a sleepover with toman, everything was going well until she heard them talking shit about her which turned out to be a misunderstanding (which gone wrong)

pairing: tokyo revengers x reader

warnings: cursing. blood. knife mention.

genre: angst. comedy (?).

Y/n: your name

N/n: Nickname

💌 ˖ ✶ parts! :: [ 1 𖥔 2 𖥔 3 ..]

Female!reader. Au. Light changes from anime and manga.

Having a sleepover with Toman at the Sano house hold? This got to be the most fun thing ever.

Well, that's what you actually thought. Hence seeing the boys smacking the shit out of each other, gossiping about other gangs or girls.

You just deadpanned at the fuss the members were making while trying your best to swallow the cakes and snacks Emma and Hina were stuffing in your mouth for the past two hours.

You were sure Baji twisted atleast one bone in his body while trying to impress you with his weird ass backflips. Pah-chin and Peh-yan were in the guest bathroom puking their organs out for accidentally eating some biscuits without checking it's expiration date which turned out to be 2 years ago.

Giving a quick glance to your watch, Damn. It was 3:21 AM, how in the world can they have so much energy at such time.

"Oh wait let me get a knife so I'll open this one up n/n," Emma said with a pretty blush dusting her cheeks. "You already did so much for me, I wouldn't wish to tire you, I'll go get it for you." You said holding Emma's wrist and pulling her back gently as if she was made of glass. Emma's face turned red and Hina just huffed and pouted in pure jealousy.

You really were just taking the opportunity to escape the girls' clinging for atleast a minute.

"Emma don't you dare steal my y/n!" Mikey spat and glared at his baby sister.

"YOUR y/n?!" Baji jumped on him and pulled him back to the chaotic fight that he started.

With that you stood up to get the knife yourself, stubbornly ignoring the blonde girl's protests.

Fetching the knife from the kitchen counter you made your way back to Mikey's room where everyone was.

Each step brought you a weird uncomfortable feeling in the pit of your stomach, since you don't recall everyone suddenly being this quiet before you left.

Shaking your head, you just shrugged the weird feeling off and decided not to start over thinking about such things. As you got closer to the door the hushed voices were now clear as daylight and enough for you to hear. It was strange how the group was being secretive.

Curiosity ran over your veins so you just leaned against the wall eavesdropping. "I..I love her?! Seriously, what? I'd rather die!" Mikey uttered in disbelief and mockery before he bursted out in laughter along with the others joining him soon after.

"Yeah...how could mikey love such...a thing, let along even tolerate her presence around him." Added Mitsuya, his tone held so much disappointment.

You furrowed your eyebrows, face crunched up in confusion, "Who're they talking about.."

Ignoring the painful pang in your chest you continued listening to their conversation, refusing the possibility of them trash-talking behind your back.

"For real, I'm only using her for good grades, grandpa would keep nagging me if I don't get a good score by the end of this semester..Plus she's so weird? How in the world can someone score a 100 on all tests when she always sleeps in class and barely pays any attention to the lesson, let alone the fact that she doesn't even attend much." piped Emma

You've heard enough. Their conversation just proved you right as much as you were hoping for the opposite, Emma always sat next to you in classes you shared and always fights with Hina to switch seats with you. After all, who other than you was a literal genius and smart enough to get the best scores in tests and only comes to school in exams period and to flirt with her fan girls in school.

"The way she tries to fit in and join our gang is so embarrassing, had to restrain myself from stabbing my ears so I won't have to listen to her bullshit." Smiley laughed out.

"Please, i'd rather perish than have people say things like this about me." Souya muttered, sighing heavily.

You had hope that this was just a misunderstanding, or perhaps they were talking about someone else, right? But the way they described the girl they were bashing only indicates that you were the center of mockery and insults.

"Such a whore, pfft."

You started to wonder for how long you've been nothing but a nuisance to them and for how long they used you for their own needs.

"Talk about not having any self-respect, she probably bribed the teacher to give her good grades.." Draken added

But weren't you the only one who got brutally injured when you stood up and protected Draken to the very end when Kiyomasa was ready to kill him?

"Or maybe she went around whoring herself out to them.." Takemichi snickered

Wait, weren't you the one who always was ready to beat the shit out of anyone who dared to bully Takemichi?

The girls, How dare they.

Weren't you the only one found almost gouging a girl's eyes out with scissors and got suspended for a month when she dared to slap Emma and call Hina a bitch?

All of the sadness and bitterness you were feeling soon turn into a fit of anger. Face contorted with pure rage.

You clenched your jaw as your grip tightened on the sharp object you were holding. Your rage and anger got the best of you. Mind already running with many thoughts. Failing to notice the knife that had cut through your palm that was slowly seeping with blood and painting the wooden floor a crimson red.

You didn't notice any of that, not until pain coursed through your veins, you dropped the knife in panic and let out a sharp hiss which alerted the group.

Mikey rushed over to where the sound came from only to find you crouching down on a  bloodstained floor with your injured hand fully exposed to him.

The boy lets out a gasp as he rushed to your side. "Oh god, y/n?! What happened, are you okay?!" Manjirou frantically asks, his hands found their way around your wrist, panic washing over him when he saw how damaged your hand was.

"Huh what's going o- Y/N?!" Hina shouted out, hands flying to cover her mouth, voice wobbly at the sight of your immobile body.

Soon enough everyone was surrounding you, asking questions that for sure weren't gonna get answered any soon.

They didn't deserve it.

"God! Y/n just say somethi-" Mikey was interrupted by a harsh slap to the hand that was holding your wrist.

You abruptly stood up, your silent has got you some worried glances from the others.

God. What the fuck was wrong with you, why would you get upset over suchーthings. You never get enough do you. What more do you want? You got all the guys roaming over you, worried and sick to their stomachs. Hell, Emma and Hina even shed tears.

Right. You didn't want their pity. You don't need it.

Mindlessly pushing mikey's off of you causing his back to come in contact with the hard wooden floor, you wiped the blood on your jacket and went over to where you put your stuff.

Gathering your belongings you pushed through the worried crowd and made your way over to the door.

With a promise to never see them again.

💌 ˖ ✶tags: @un0rin ☆ @rosemary108233

[twstedtales]

I love the hc you made of Octavinelle’s ideal s/o! Would it be possible to do it for Diasomnia as well?

OwO, thank you for liking my writings, anon-chanヽ(‘ ∇‘ )ノ but since I already did Malleus here, I'll just be writing the remaining three ^^

'Obligatory' background music :: [First Love] by Nikka Costa and cover by Shania Yan.

Pairings :: Lilia, Silver, Sebek × Gender Neutral Reader

TW :: none!

𝖒𝖎𝖗𝖗𝖔𝖗, 𝖒𝖎𝖗𝖗𝖔𝖗 𝖔𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖑𝖑 ...

…A person who is both thinking maturely in times of seriousness but still a child at heart.

While Lilia is considered as an old soul, he was also an adventurer and a prankster. He has a lot of schemes in his mind, though none of them are harmful in any way. At such an age, he always tries to find things that will continue to amuse him. And that includes you.

Since he had lived for long, Lilia would often get bored with mundane things. Thus, he would want his s/o going on misadventures with him, too. That includes pranking Sebek or Silver, and scaring the shit out of the student body. He would want to have you by his side as his side-kick and partner in crime.

But that was just the other half of his reason. The other was because he wants to cherish his limited time with you. His life would obviously gonna stretch longer than you, and he wouldn't be able to do something about that, but at least Lilia could enjoy the time he has with you at its fullest.

He would also appreciate it if you get along well with Silver. The latter was his adoptive son, and he wants the two of you to be on good terms, too. That includes Sebek and Malleus. 

At times when he becomes rather sentimental and in a mode in what you can call "grandpa", Lilia would tell you about his past 'relationships' and how for years, he would try to seclude himself from being too attached to humans and the likes. He wouldn't want, after all, to regret not being able to be with them until the end but its not like he had a choice on that kind of matter. This would require lots of understanding and maturity because you should know very well that this is how he copes up when he becomes lonely.

"Growing older doesn't mean entirely losing or changing your ideals and beliefs. And love...true love is all about growth."

...A person who can understand his unspoken words and actions, that someone who can understand his responsibilities and accept him still.

Silver is a man who takes his responsibilities and knightly duties very seriously, despite his narcoleptic tendencies. You have to deal with that. His sense of responsibility is probably one of the highest I've ever seen (maybe aside from Sebek) among the characters.

As much as he wants to spend his time with you, there are moments that he couldn't attend to you because he was on duty to guard Malleus, be it at night or anytime of the day. You should be able to understand, no matter how painful it might be for you, that he would always think of Malleus among other things. But, take note, that was most likely just at the start of your relationship.

If you manage to stay and tolerate this tendencies of his, I felt like Silver's the type to realise to himself that he should at least separate his thinking between you and Malleus. You are important to him, and so does Malleus, but that doesn't always mean that he could've neglected you despite your assurance and promises you would never be tired of him. 

It was either Malleus himself or Lilia that helped him to realise this fact. Silver would vocally express his guilt to you with his half-lidded eyes, apology hanging in his tongue that he doesn't even think of prioritising you, but you stopped him and told him that you understand. That you still accepted him and love him for all he was, and that includes his high sense of responsibilities for Malleus.

"...It was frustrating to not understand someone, that it's okay to promise someone to protect at all cost...and what it feels like to want to be with someone forever...I learned that all because of you."

...A person who appreciates and accepts his peculiarities and respects his Waka-sama.

We all know that Sebek worships the ground Malleus walks into, so he would never tolerate someone who shows distaste and disrespect to his Master. He would be that person who would never bat an eye to those who don't see the value in Malleus, or if he did, what he would do is to vigorously 're educate' them about the greatness of Malleus.

Aside from being educated about Malleus, what Sebek needs the most is the kind of person that would remind him that he sometimes needs to think of his sake, to live for the sake of not only Malleus, but for his own person as well. While doing that, you should also accept that part of him that would always worry about his Master. 

I think at first, Sebek would be rather torn between choosing Malleus or you. He dedicated his whole life to becoming a suitable servant, but now that he has you, his resolve is slowly crumbling. He doesn't want to lose you, but Sebek doesn't also want to leave something-or someone-he desperately respects.

In time, though, perhaps little by little with your guidance and patient understanding, Sebek would finally learn that completely letting you in his life wouldn't make his devotion to Malleus anything less. After all, there would always be a room available for someone else.

"Maybe loving you will the highest crime I am willing to commit…"

[yandere-daze]

I had this idea a very long time ago but, how about yan!Rei with a s/o that is too good for their own good??

they keep forgiving people that lie to them, often seeks to help others, theyre too kind to say no to a request that they end up with too much work and cant spend time with him. So rei just had to step in and make things easier for his beloved producer– (hope this isnt too specific haha,,)

Ahhh I like it! And don´t worry about being too specific, it actually helps me a lot to make sure what I´m writing is actually kind of similar to what the requester had in mind. Thank you!! Hope you like it ^^

tw yandere, tw possessive behaviour, tw obsessive behaviour,tw blood, tw assault / violence

Yandere! Rei with a s/o that is too nice for their own good

In a way, Rei is able to relate to you. He too always tries to give advice to anyone that might need it and helps everyone he can, to the point where he´s running himself dry

It´s what ultimately lead to his relationship with Ritsu growing strained, because he wasn´t there for him when he needed him most

And now he sees the same behaviour in you. But Rei won´t let it end the same way. No, he won´t let you tire yourself out like that

Being kind and considerate are definitely good traits, after all it´s one of the many reasons why Rei fell for you so deeply. Your cheerful smile and good-hearted nature draw him in until all he can think about is wanting to spend as much time with you as he possibly can. But what he hates  more than anything is seeing how others are taking advantage of your kindness

You´re the sole producer of the school so of course it was only natural you would have a  lot of work, you were responsible for overseeing every unit after all. And while Rei wished you would consider his offer of only producing for UNDEAD, he understood that you couldn´t just abandon your duties like that

But recently, things had taken a serious turn for the worse. A big live event was coming up soon and now every unit desperately needed your help to prepare for it. And even though your work load was increasingly growing more and more overwhelming with every unit that approached you, you still couldn´t say no to anyone. You just didn´t have it in you to refuse someone that was so earnestly asking for your help so you always agreed

And Rei hated it

You were obviously overworking yourself, he could see from the eyebags that were slowly forming beneath your eyes and you barely had any free time left. Which meant you had barely any time left for him

He misses the times when you would stop by daily during breaks to talk to him, when your attention was focused on him alone and no one dared to approach you when you were so involved in the conversations you two were having. And now you were suddenly so in demand, Rei could barely get a word in before you were swept away by someone else.

On numerous occasions he had tried to reason with you, giving you one of his old grandpa speeches while telling you that you shouldn´t overwork yourself like that. These capable young students surely can take care of these preparations themselves, right? So why won´t you help out this old man that needs your support way more? That deserves your help way more than anyone ever could.

But no matter what he said, you just wouldn´t listen. You would laugh his concerns off before reassuring him that it would only be for a little while longer and then your schedule would lighten up again.

But Rei didn´t believe that one bit. He wasn´t stupid, he saw how the younger students looked up to you and sought you out whenever they could. Surely they would continue asking for your help even after this live event was over and then you would never be free to spend time with him again! So the vampire decided that he needed to do something

He needed to find a way to....lessen the workload his beloved producer had to deal with

The next day, you were very confused to see that for some reason, most students seemed to avoid you? The first time you noticed this was when you tapped the shoulder of one of the unit members you were supposed to help for the upcoming live, only for him to whirl around and then quickly run away with a hasty excuse, leaving you very bewildered. Did something happen?

You decided to not pay much mind to it. It was a one-time occurence after all and maybe something personal had happened to him, which is why he ran away.

But it just kept getting weirder and weirder when you sat in your makeshift office with your laptop and stacks of paper prepared in front of you and an entire hour passed without any interruptions. Normally as soon as you sat down on your chair, someone would come storming in and demand your attention so this was certainly strange.

You decided to investigate the matter and got up from your chair to walk around school and maybe ask someone if they knew what was going on. But with great surprise you noticed how everyone seemed to purposefully look away from you when you passed by them, careful as to not make eye contact with you

You really started to get frustrated over time as no matter who you tried to approach, they all suddenly left when they noticed your presence. You felt it was useless to try anymore as you returned to your office dejectedly. Stepping into the office, you noticed with a start that the stack of papers had grown noticably smaller

These were the requests all the units had made for you to go over, where had they all gone to? Going through the papers you noticed that they all had gone missing, all of them except for the requests from....UNDEAD

Yes, their papers were still here for you to work with while all the others had vanished. You couldn´t help but feel uneasy, just what had happened?

As you wondered to yourself, you heard the door open as one Rei Sakuma stepped into the room.

“How are you faring, dear producer? You look quite rattled”, he asked as he couldn´t help but let a small smirk cross his face

“Rei I´m so glad to see you! I don´t know what happened,everyone seems to be avoiding me and now all of these papers are missing as well! Just what happened?”

You just had to vent your frustrations now that there was actually someone there to listen to you. You felt beyond tired at this point

“So everyone seems to have abandoned the poor producer? How unfortunate. Know that I will always be here for you should you need me. It is their loss if they can´t see your worth, for you are nothing if not wonderful.”

You smiled at that, glad to know that even if everyone else seemed to have left you, Rei was still there for you. Picking up the last stack of papers left, a small smile came onto your face

“I guess it´s time to produce for UNDEAD once more. What do you think,Rei?”

“I would be more than happy to have you, y/n.”, Rei responded with a smile of his own

Indeed, Rei was very pleased to have you within his reach again. It seemed like all of his troubles yesterday were worth it after all. That poor boy that ran away from you? It turned out that he had been attacked by a mysterious figure the day before, leaving him a scarred and bloody mess. Back then, Rei had whispered a warning. “I would rather you not bother the poor producer again, can´t you see how stressed they are? You better tell your little friends as well, after all we wouldn´t want any harm to befall them,right?”

And indeed, word had spread quickly. Stay away from y/n or else you would be next. Soon, everyone had pulled back their requests and tried to avoid you as best as they could in fear of what would happen if they disobeyed

As Rei had you in his arms once more, he couldn´t help but chuckle. You would forgive him for keeping that a secret, right?

You  were always just too nice for your own good

[megan-is-mia]

Manipulative yan #5 for Lilia please? I don’t think this Nat is getting enough attention 😆

(The goth shota vampire grandpa does derserve more attention and now he has some more :P) 5. “Don’t think of it as a ‘punishment’… it’s more of a lesson” (Yandere! Lilia Vanrouge x Fem! S/o)

“I consider myself to be a very patient and fair man” Lilia said pulling (Y/n) along by her hair. “I’ve given you multiple chances to prove to me that you can behave and that you don’t require constant watch. Yet every time I've put my trust in you, you’ve abused it and tried to run away from the castle” the fae added irritatedly, yanking the girl’s hair and drawing a yelp of pain from her. “I’m tired of your bad attitude, no matter what I do nothing seems to sink into that thick skull of yours. I suppose it’s partly my fault for treating you with kid gloves, in my efforts to be gentle you’ve gotten it in your head that you can be disobedient to me” Lilia went on, unlocking a door with magic and pushing (Y/n) inside the room before following her. He shut the door behind him and relocked it manually. “The only thing that seems to work with you is pain, which is very unfortunate. I’d rather not have to hurt you darling, but you leave me no choice” the fae commented with a sigh as he strode across the room to where there was an unlit fireplace. With a snap of his fingers, green flames burst into existence in the fireplace and began heating up the room. Lilia walked over to (Y/n) grabbing her by the hair again and dragging her over to the fae-fire. “You brought this on yourself, you know that right? Don’t think of it as a ‘punishment’… it’s more of a lesson. A lesson in being obedient to your beloved when he’s just trying his best to protect you” Lilia said before forcing the girl’s head into the fireplace and the green flames leapt onto her skin and began burrowing into her flesh. (Y/n) struggled in the fae’s grip trying to get away from him and the fae-fire he’d created. Lilia watched as the flames spread down the girl’s body like a slithering serpent, her screams were like music to his ears. It was only when (Y/n) finally went limp from shock that he extinguished the green flames and pulled her into his lap. Half the girl’s face was severely burned, as was much of one shoulder, her back, and the hip on the opposite side of her burnt cheek. The fae cooed softly as (Y/n) began to cry as the shock wore off and the pain of her burns kicked back in. Lilia ran his hands over the seared flesh, making sure that none of the girl’s internals had been damaged in the process of the burning. He was careful to only heal the worst of the burns, after all this unpleasant process had been intended to make his position clear to his darling human. It’d be unlikely that she’d try to run again once she saw herself in a mirror...   

THE END

[tiramisiyu]

【未定事件簿】Tears of Themis: Main Story 5-29 Translation

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Translated parts: Chapter 5 – Sounds of Falling Snow (Part 1, 2, 3): 5-1 / 5-3 / 5-5 / 5-7 / 5-9 / 5-11 / 5-13 ♦️ ♦️  5-14 / 5-16 / 5-18 / 5-20 / 5-22 / 5-24 / 5-26 / 5-28 ♦️ ♦️ 5-29 / 5-31 / 5-33 / 5-35 / 5-37 / 5-39 / 5-40 / 5-42 / 5-43

  Translation Masterlist: here

Video: (0:01) https://www.bilibili.com/video/BV15a4y1j7CW?

Stellis City Police Station

Tuesday morning, 7AM, Stellis City Police Station.

10 hours had already passed since the laboratory Heirson built at Rainbow River Village caught fire.

I could no longer remember how I was able to get through these past 10 hours.

The pictures in my mind were like stained glass that the sun couldn’t shine through. The colours were sharp, but they were blurred out of clarity.

Xia Yan: You must be tired. I’ll send you home first.

A thin and light blanket wrapped on my body. Unable to control myself, I toppled towards Xia Yan’s shoulder.

I was indeed very tired, from my heart to my body. Fatigue had chipped away my ability to think. For now, I just wanted to follow my instincts and find something I could rely on.

MC: Was there really nothing left in that laboratory?

Xia Yan: I’m sorry. I couldn’t bring out that bottle of samples.

MC: Xia Yan, I’m not talking about that bottle of samples. You being able to run out from the fire, safe and unharmed, is already the biggest comfort to me.

MC: Not to mention that you were able to catch Wang Han, who set the fire.

MC: I just think it’s a pity that some fire could actually burn that laboratory so thoroughly, leaving not a single bit of worthwhile information.

Xia Yan: It is true that Wang Han appeared outside the laboratory, but I think he was actually just finding out about our movements.

Xia Yan: With Wang Han’s ability, devising a plan on the spot to set some fire shouldn’t be enough to burn everything so thoroughly.

Xia Yan: This laboratory just might have a self-destruction mechanism. The fire might be an internal, self-starting installation.

MC: Either way, Wang Han has already been brought to the city police station. No matter what suspicious points there are, we’ll wait until we can ask him.

MC: We also don’t have to pretend to deal with him with sincerity. We can uncover all his lies in front of him. 

Xia Yan: Right, what’s up with Sun Heping? Why did he follow us to the city police station?

MC: He came to be an eyewitness. I really need to thank Grandpa Sun well, he helped me a lot.

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[Flashback]

In the warlike turmoil and chaos, I finally finished the whole process of calling the police.

I took up my phone and kept dialing Xia Yan’s number, mechanically and repeating, just like a programmed robot.

MC: Xia Yan, pick up the phone… hurry and pick up, I’m begging you.

MC: Let me hear your sound - even just replying with a number is enough. 

All my attention was set on my phone, so I naturally wasn’t aware of the gradually-nearing danger behind me.

Sun Heping: Little brat, get smacked!

???: Ow!

The cry of pain coming from behind me startled me to consciousness.

I turned around, pulled out the lipstick tranquillizer gun that Xia Yan had given me from my pocket, shooting towards the man who was holding his leg and collapsed on the ground.

Just as Xia Yan said, within 30 seconds, that man lost consciousness.

Sun Heping: Whoa, the young woman brought a self-defense weapon. Not bad, not bad.

MC: Grandpa Sun, what are you doing here?

I looked carefully at the man lying down. It was an unfamiliar face.

MC: Who is this person? He snuck into the yard, wanting to… assault me?

Zhao Yuncui’s agritourism guest house was one floor, connected to the little yard outside. The yard perimeter was surrounded by plants. A grown man could’ve easily gotten past them.

The push-pull door connecting the house and the yard was wide open. It would have been as easy was blowing away dust for this man to intrude in…

Sun Heping: He’s Wang Han’s son, just called back from the city by his father.

Sun Heping: Your phone is right there, so call the police. I’ll go be a witness for you.

[Flashback end]

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Xia Yan: So it was like this…

I thought that Xia Yan would be very angry after listening, but his expression was very calm – it was just that his tone when talking…

This expression of his looked extremely like the calm before a storm. He must not be thinking about personally teaching a lesson to Wang Han’s son!

MC: Xia Yan, you… though Wang Han’s son is pretty hateful, he didn’t manage to do anything…

MC: We live in a lawful society, so please don’t act rashly.

From when we were small to now, Xia Yan’s always been the person who is most defensive of me, but…

MC: Think about it - if you hit him and got taken into custody, that wouldn’t be worth it at all.

I suddenly had an “idea”, and what escaped from my mouth sounded as if it were missing something.

MC: If you got detained, then Peanut*, that one bird, will starve to death at home.

Xia Yan: …

MC: (What am I saying…)

Xia Yan: I didn’t think that if I got detained, then the one you would be worried about wouldn’t actually be me – it would be Peanut!

Peanut was a myna bird that Xia Yan raised. After going through professional training, it was very smart.

I thought it strange, why Xia Yan would raise a defense animal like a myna bird.

Thinking about his agent identity now, it must be some special reason having to do with that.

MC: You really have gotten more and more “mature” - splitting hairs with a bird.

Xia Yan: Alright, I know you’re teasing me.

Xia Yan: Don’t worry, I won’t directly do anything to Wang Han’s son.

Xia Yan: My mission is to protect the order and maintain the safety of society. How could I do illegal things?

Xia Yan: But…

He leaned close to my ear. The hot breath brushed over my ear, tickling it.

Xia Yan: I’ll definitely give him a taste of suffering and blow off steam for you.

MC: Okay, then I’ll look forward to it.

Just like in years of youth, how children will often mutually “shelter” little secrets about mischievous actions – this was Xia Yan’s and my secret.

Xia Yan: I should send you home. You really need rest.

MC: There’s no issue, I’m still fine…

Sun Heping: Didn’t you two say that you specifically planned to go to the village to find me?

Sun Heping: Why is it that I’ve been troubled for a day and a night, yet I still haven’t seen you ask me anything?

I hadn’t finished speaking when Sun Heping appeared from who knows what place. “Disappearing and appearing randomly” really is an apt description for him…

MC: (Grandpa Sun… it was clearly you who refused to talk, alright…)

MC: Your willingness to provide help really is great. How about we find a quiet place to slowly talk about it?

Sun Heping: No need, here is fine. This old man is open and candid. I’ve got nothing that I need to hide from people.

MC: (I just wanted to ensure that the investigation wouldn’t leak…)

Xia Yan: I just greeted Leader Yan. This office won’t have anyone come in for now, don’t worry.

MC: Okay, then let’s talk here.

INTERROGATION START

Sun Heping’s whereabouts that day

MC: Last year on September 12, did you not know Kong Moli was coming?

Sun Heping: No, I don’t really use cellphones, and I didn’t keep any ways of getting in contact with Moli.

Sun Heping: Originally, I thought that either way, I wasn’t going out of the village, so she’d be able to find me anyways. Who would’ve thought… ah.

Sun Heping: That day, my home suffered a thievery. I caught the little thief and went to the police station to create a record.

Sun Heping: Who would have thought that the thief wouldn’t admit it no matter what. We spent a good half of the day at the police station. Moli couldn’t wait, so she left first.

Xia Yan: Is the thief you are talking about Qiu Heng?

On the return road to the city, I told Xia Yan about the information from Zuo Ran’s investigation yesterday.

Sun Heping: It was indeed him. He even said that he thought that the mutated Rainbow heart fish was worth money, so he went to steal it, hah hah – you could clearly tell it’s a lie from listening to it.

MC: He even had the face to say this kind of reason…

MC: Do you know the reason Kong Moli left in a rush?

Sun Heping: I heard from Wang Han that it was for someone’s birthday. It should be the birthday of the child she adopted.

Kong Moli’s reason for coming

MC: On September 12, what was Kong Moli’s reason for visiting you?

Sun Heping: She wanted the mutated Rainbow heart fish I had raised.

Xia Yan: Mutated? What kind of mutations are you talking about – could you explain in detail?

Sun Heping: Mutated was actually just what Moli called it. From my perspective, those fish were just smaller than typical Rainbow heart fish, and were unable to grow large.

Sun Heping: Moli had taken pictures of the mutated Rainbow heart fish before, but according to her, those photos were stolen by people, so she needed the living fish as physical evidence.

MC: Stolen?

The stolen pictures made me think of Kong Moli’s notebook that had two pages ripped out.

Up to now, we still didn’t know exactly what the notebook was missing.

Sun Heping: Before that lawsuit of Moli’s, the paper mill was closed. Heirson also stopped operations. Both sides weren’t able to collect water samples.

Sun Heping: Without any way to examine again, the fish I raised was the only proof.

Youyou’s origin

MC: You know Youyou? That is, Mu Ziyou.

Sun Heping: I don’t quite remember the name. I just know it’s a boy.

Sun Heping: Kong Moli met that child the first time she went to the laboratory.

Sun Heping: No one knew who or where the child’s parents were. When we asked if he ran out of the laboratory, he also didn’t say.

Sun Heping: The only people from outside in Rainbow River Village were those from the paper mill and the laboratory.

Sun Heping: If it was a child lost on vacation, he would’ve been found much earlier.

Sun Heping: Thinking about it, that child most likely ran out of the laboratory.

Noticing Kong Moli’s death

MC: Do you know how Kong Moli’s accident was discovered?

Sun Heping: It was me who noticed it. It was also me who called the police.

MC: Weren’t you unable meet with her that day?

Sun Heping: It was because I didn’t find her, and I knew that she urgently needed those fish, that I thought about sending it to her in the city.

Sun Heping: I drove the house’s tractor to the passenger terminal at the bottom of the mountain. Halfway, I saw Moli’s car stuck on the guardrails.

Sun Heping: I didn’t see her, so I called police.

Xia Yan: At the scene of the accident, did you notice anything abnormal?

Sun Heping: No. I also didn’t dare to touch anything at the scene, fearing that I would end up causing trouble to the police.

[Got Sun Heping’s Testimony!]

Household situation

MC: We heard that you live alone. Your family members aren’t with you?

Sun Heping: …

Seeming to not expect that we would ask this, Sun Heping froze.

Sun Heping: The situation in my house doesn’t have any relation to this case. You two, don’t ask without grounds.

Looking at it, there really is no need to investigate Sun Heping’s family situation. I just asked casually. If he’s not willing to talk about it, then we’ll just forget it. 

INTERROGATION END

Sun Heping: I’m finished being a witness for the police, and you’ve finished asking the questions you need to ask, so I’ll return to the village.

Xia Yan: Grandpa Sun, I’ll send you.

Sun Heping: No need. If you have time, you should accompany your little girlfriend instead.

Xia Yan: …

MC: …

Sun Heping headed off, while Xia Yan and I had more, harder questions to solve.

Xia Yan: Combined with my investigation at the laboratory, I can basically guess where Mu Ziyou came from.

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TL notes:

* “Peanut” in Chinese also sounds nearly identical to the Chinese for “Watson” (both are “huasheng”).

[shorkbrian]

ASKS

Hello again, asks are compiled under the cut. Please block the tag #shorkbrian answers a lot of asks# If you’d prefer not to see these types of posts from me. If I haven’t answered your ask, it’s because I’m saving it for a thirst, drabble, or fic.

I don’t ignore asks, but sometimes getting around to them overwhelms me lol. pls accept my apologies lol k here we go

I am very glad, I legit was so scared that it was too long and that it’d be disappointing bc the smut wasn’t super IN YOUR FACE yknow? But man am I glad to hear that.

I’m looking directly @ you

Someone noticed omg!!!  A lot of times I just put whatever song I played on repeat while writing that fit, but I have a *yandere* playlist that I listen to and it gets me going. Ty for noticing!!!

I’ve considered opening them permanently but I just... idek. I’d have to start deleting or ignoring the requests I don’t vibe with and Idk how to handle that lol. But thanks for the well wishes, hope your next few months treat you well friend!

Watermelon sugar why

Srsly you’re sweet but just wait until I start to really get going with all my nasty kinks okay, then you’ll be rethinking this strategy hunty lol!

I literally stalk @.vermiliren and @.kazooli and @.seita lol. Maybe when I get my blog more cleaned up, I’ll create a list of creators that I enjoy, along with fic recs. For now, here’s a link to my AO3 bookmarks which I read one like almost every single night bc I’m a horny gremlin.

I am the shark king. Sharks are my thing bro u don’t even know. I love them so much, they're dumb and big and beautiful and yeah I wish I was a mermaid who got to swim with them. Also I changed it bc I’m trying to make my blog more *professional* and all that so I can start being taken seriously askjakjdf

Compliments suck, if I'm being down and out honest. This does not bother me at all, I’m just unsure how to respond. I think I would prefer no comments, but I’m trying really really hard to just say “thank you!” and move on before I get uncomfortable. Having to fight with someone about how I perceive my self worth is exhausting, and especially so for the poor person that was just trying to say something nice and be nice to me. 

They do make me quite uncomfortable my dear lad/lassie/lasso. Say what you wish in the tags tho ! I don’t really reply to those, so there’s no pressure on me to have to say something back. I do however, see all the tags ppl use and some of them make me laugh so hard cause they’re so spot on, and it makes my day. like “Mark me down as scared AND horny” and “Bakugou better be able to bench 165 cause imma throw my fatass in his mf lap” and it kills me.

I SCEREAMED AKDHGSYDGASJSD this is the only format I'll be taking asks in now, no compliments just a yes/no answer to if my works help u cum god bless

you used the /gen!!!!! IDK what these are called but the /S and /gen and /J save my life!!!!

Frick you’ve figured me out, I do try to put like a nail-in-the-coffin sentence at the end. A lot of times it never works right, but I cannot for the life of my figure out how to end a single post ever. If anyone knows hmu pls ty

(Also ps I checked out ur blog cause yans are my jam and it is very much Not garbage!!)

That’s very kind of you, but pls don’t stay up past midnight it’s bad for ur Brian you’ll make bad decisions bro trust me all of my stuff is written after midnight

You will lafff..... but I will tell anyways..... I was prescribed a “life coach” after I got out of the hospital, which was really just a poorly disguised softcore “make sure u don’t yeet urself” type of thing. He had me write down things I liked about myself, and when I returned the sheet of paper still blank, he wrote stuff down for me. Like five sentences of “My hair and skin are unique and special” “I like animals and enjoy being kind to them” “I am worthy of respect” etc etc. and I had to look in a mirror twice a day and say those sentences to help “boost my self worth”. It sucked so bad dude, and I like got upset about it every time it came up, until finally my therapist was like “... this aint doin this sad bitch no good” and my parents got designated for yeet watch instead.

I know, logically, that (the majority of) people are not purposefully taking time out of their day to make me feel bad. They're trying to be encouraging and loving, and I appreciate it so much. But like... what do I say? If I say thanks, it’s almost like acknowledging what they're saying as true, and I can’t live with myself thinking I’m more than I am. I’m sorry you’ve had experiences that make compliments difficult for you also, I understand bro and I hope that your future holds healing and peace for you. 

Hopefully I won’t vent as much anymore lol, I’ll try to do that on my sideblog where I reblog really trigger-y memes akjdafhkjf. But thank you for your kind words bro, they’re appreciated and put in a nice lil jar.

Ah dw! This doesn’t sound like a jab. I think all of us r so sad n depressed and feel unworthy of love, so the fantasy of a Yan coming and forcing it on us and not leaving even when we lash out is just..... so attractive my heads gonna explode

me, thinking about kiri at any given moment like:

I have the next Hybrid! Kiri fic like lined up, but I’m so demotivated be I was SO CLOSE to finishing, and then wiped my computer like an IDITO

Waso, I’m taking horseback riding lessons bc my mom went:

and my grandpa told me that one of his horses was named Awaso and I immediately thot of u fun fact. But you’re so very kind, and I enjoy seeing you in my inbox. I’m never tired of u homie. You are loved and important, and it’s not an illusion. Even random strangers on the internet can feel soft towards you bro, and dats me, I’m the random stranger that likes u.

So I took Russian for a year, my dear friend, because I wanted to see if the language myth of “Russian is the hardest, Korean is the easiest” was true. I would say yes. So instead of like translating this and typing out a coherent response, I’ve resorted to google translate I’m so sorry but Виктор мог плюнуть мне в глаз, и я бы поблагодарил его. Also, the way Vitya is written in cryllic makes my heart swell it looks so cozy idek what I mean by that but it does? I treasure you man, hope to see you around in the new year and maybe??? we be good friends

Can any year be good when Kirishima Eijirou doesn’t exist?

cryface;;sad.jpg

I just imagine anyone who comes across my stuff, sitting at their computer shocked and slightly horrified, maybe turned on like

Daddy Aizawa makes me

Wait!! I have something to aid your troubles!!

ur welcome now u can be horny whenever you’d like 

pls every time we talk about Kirishima I have to act surprised like 

LISTEN BBYGORL I have had therapist Suga in the works since *checks notes* November. I am excited for it yeahhhhhh but sadly, I don’t think I will be continuing piano teacher Suga. The story is petered out in my mind, idk where it would go. Therapist sugarbird tho? We have some thots about this. Coming soon to theaters near you

[smallest-turtle]

Deidre's Dads, Ranked

Edmont de Fortemps: Ultimate Father Figure, of all of them. He's proud of her, of course, who wouldn't be? But ultimately he hopes for times where she gets to rest, and while she has a home in Gridania she will always have her personal chambers at the manor kept ready for her return. One cannot be a hero, or a figurehead, or a weapon at all times. No matter how high her accomplishments mount, she will always be treated like a person under his roof, a sentiment he knows she felt lacking. He Absolutely walks her down the isle on her wedding day, though it is far in the future.

E-Sumi-Yan: Technically grandpa but co-signed on her apartment so she could get one despite (HC) age restrictions about owning property in Gridania. Makes sure her plants are watered while she's pulled away on Scion duties. Righteously furious at the fact that this little teenage healer is getting thrown at gods. Honestly relieved when he finds out she's branched into a battle class or two despite the inherent concern about what caused her to abandon healing.

Raubahn Aldyn: Hates that he's partially responsible for the weight on her shoulders. The fact that the Scions dragged her back when she explicitly told him she intended to leave after Ultima was destroyed leaves a foul taste in his mouth. She's younger than Nanamo, but he can't protect her in that way, and it would be an injustice to her abilities to think she needs it. He's tired of seeing people so young haunted by war and conflict; her, Arenvald, the newest additions to the Resistance. All he can do is hope to build a future where no one in the next generation has eyes like theirs.

Gaius Van Baelsar: "So this is how you thank your heros, Eorzea? With more war and bloodshed?" (Finding out she was 18 when she defeated him fucks him up a little. She's clearly had an even rougher time of it since then and, like, what the hell.)

Johnathan Hunt: Actual Father. functionally had her replace her mother in all things related to child raising and housekeeping. Neglectful to the children that his wife had due to her unsafe line of work. Establishes the social ostracization of those who wish to run away from home. Not great.

Emet-Selch: Soul Origins, Cassandra's father. The Final Days were fairly detrimental to Hades' relationship with his daughter and Deidre is not above rehashing those arguments after he reforms. Only below Deidre's Biological father because he has tried to kill her and that last fight he had with Cassandra was really fucking bad.

[cascadingsorrows]

detroitfortune asked:

20. Do you have any new muses you’re thinking about taking up?

Multi-Muse questions

You know me, I always have muses I want to take up mwahaha Not just new muses but old muses too, honestly I miss my silver fox Yan Wushi but TA isn’t that popular at least for now so not many are interested in him.

But for new muses? Ye Wangxi from 2HA, want to talk about badass women? that’s her, number 2 strongest cultivator behind Chu Wanning? that even crazy Taxian-Jun admired her? hell yeah!

Ye Bai Yi is another new muses tickling my muse radar, from Word of Honor, a old immortal grandpa just terrorizing the youngsters as he eats his fill of yummy food cause he’s tired of eating snow?

[tearsofthemis]

Tears of Themis : Chapter 1 “Social Snobbery” Part 6

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▌ Location- Break room

(By the time Zuo Ran ended his phone call, the break room was empty. He picked up the intermediate lawyer examination prep guide that was left on the coffee table, and flipped through the notes that she took in the pages.)

Zuo Ran: “To find a partner, huh…”

(Zuo Ran put down the book, and sent out a voice memo.)

Zuo Ran: “Zhai Xing, in regards to your suggestion that I find a partner to reduce my workload. Do you have any recommendations?”

(His message was read, and replied to instantly.)

Zhai Xing (voice memo): “Depends on what kind of person you’re looking for. If there’s no one in Themis that catches your eye, I can hire someone.”

(Zuo Ran paused to think about his reply.)

Zuo Ran: “I don’t have high demands, as long as they’re upright, persevering, and won't succumb to authority.  In regards to qualifications they should be comparable to me- no, forget that, as long as they’re qualified, there’s no need for them to be like me in terms of ability or temperament. What I need is a mirror, not an imitator.” (Zuo Ran rarely sends texts, let alone so many at once. There was no response from Zhai Xing.)

Zuo Ran: “I guess she can’t think of anyone suitable…” (Zhai Xing’s reply came at last, as Zuo Ran prepared to head back to his office.)

Zhai Xing (voice memo): “You call this, ‘not demanding’?! Wake up, Zuo Ran! Those qualified to be your mirror are far and few!” (After hearing Zhai Xing’s outburst, Zuo Ran sighed. He drew his attention back to the spread of exam books on the coffee table, and brushed his finger over the cover.)

Zuo Ran: “Far and few… you say…”

~~~

▌ Location- Commerce Avenue

(On our way to QingPing restaurant, XinRan and I coincidentally met up with Xia Yan, a good friend of mine that I lost contact with eight years ago.)

MC: “XinRan said she hired a detective, it must be you!”

(A bio-engineering honors student from Capital University, abandoned his career path as a scientist, only to return as a budding detective?!)

Xia Yan: “Of course. I don’t understand why you’re so shocked, doing detective work is my lifelong passion. I’m finally able to fulfill my dreams!”

MC: “That, is unexpected to say the least…”

Xia Yan: “Then the lawyer that Miss. Xue was looking for, that must be you. It looks like you also fulfilled your goal of attending Stellis University’s law school.” (I was still reeling from the information overload, and I couldn’t pay attention to what Xia Yan was saying.)

Xue XinYan: “That’s right, it’s her. I didn’t know you guys knew each other.” (XinRan looked at us, but chose not to press any further.)

Xue XinRan: “Grandpa Fang lives on the second floor of the restaurant. He should be at home, let me call him down.” (XinRan went up and knocked on the door. I quickly composed myself, pulling my mind away from dwelling on our fateful encounter, but Xia Yan kept smiling, his eyes focused on me all the while.)

MC: “Why… do you keep looking at me?”

Xia Yan: “Even after so many years apart, you haven’t changed.”

MC: “That’s impossible, it’s been eight years, change is bound to happen. I mean, I’ve definitely grown taller.” Xia Yan: “But not in my eyes, you’ll always be my… Just like back when I was sixteen, exactly the same.” MC: “Must you speak so vaguely? Like you? Are you labeling me as a tomboy?”

Xia Yan: “No no...”

MC: “I was kidding, relax.”

(The restaurant door was opened by a man with snowy white hair. This must be Fang Yuan.)

Fang Yuan: “XinRan, I’ve already told you not to bother with the case. The health inspection team has already reached their verdict, there’s no point in investigating further.”

Xue XinRan: “Grandpa Fang, even if we must pay the settlement, we shouldn’t let those customers demand unrealistic charges. Look, I’ve found these two people that can help us.”

MC: “Hello, Mr. Fang. My name is-”

(I hesitated to finish my self introduction after I took in Fang Yuan’s exhausted state.)

MC: (Mr. Fang doesn’t look alright…)

~~~Investigation start!~~~

▌ [Examine Fang Yuan’s mouth]

AI:

“Ah, there, we can see his face clearer. But… Why are Grandpa Fang’s lips purple? According to the big data center, purple discoloration on the lips can be attributed to cardiovascular disease.”

[Select, “heart issues”]

MC: (Cyanosis present on the lip, should be a sign of his ailing heart condition.)

▌ [Examine Fang Yuan’s eyes]

MC: “He’s got pretty nasty dark circles. I bet he’s lost sleep over the incident in his restaurant.”

▌ [Examine Fang Yuan’s hand, select “bruising from IV”]

MC: (Did the countless IV drips leave behind such a deep bruise? A cardiac condition at Grandpa Fang’s age is serious and his health must have taken a big toll. I need to watch what I say when we interrogate him, it would be bad if we caused him emotional shock. It’s as XinRan said, Grandpa Fang is quite frail, and he looks tired. Considering the fact that he detests lawyers, I should hide my identity for now.)

AI: “It looks like you have come to your own conclusion, let’s finish this investigation.”

~~~Investigation end!~~~

MC: “I am PI Xia’s assistant, and this, is Mr. Xia Yan.” (Xia Yan did not react to my cover-up. Thankfully, he didn’t question it, either.)

Xia Yan: “Nice to meet you, Mr. Fang, my name is Xia Yan. My mother and father left this world when I was young, and if it weren’t for kindhearted people like yourself, there was no way I would’ve been able to attend university either. Ah, Miss Xue has informed me of your situation, and I admire what you have done out of the goodness of your heart. We’re here today because we would truly like to help. I sincerely ask for your permission to investigate your case, would that be alright?” (Perhaps it was Xia Yan’s convincing words, or his infectious and honest smile, that made Fang Yuan cave to his demand.)

Fang Yuan: “Let’s talk inside.” (As Mr.Fang let us inside, I purposely lagged behind so I could walk behind the group as any dutiful assistant would. Xia Yan leaned down and whispered by my ear, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine as I blushed.)

Xia Yan: “You sure got into character quickly.”

MC: “I’m only pulling from the childhood experience of pretending to be your assistant when we played detective. It feels like muscle memory by now. But aren’t you curious as to why I chose to hide my identity?” Xia Yan: “Of course I am. But you have my trust, and that’s not something a little bit of time between us will change, right? I trust you.”

~~~

▌ Location- QingPing Restaurant

Xia Yan: “Mr, Fang, can you confirm that you were the one that accidentally mixed the powdered pesticide into the spring water?”

(Once we were seated in the restaurant, Xia Yan began questioning Mr. Fang. The questions that he asked were the exact same as the ones we asked XinRan back at the law firm.)

[Flashback]

Xue XinRan: “Grandpa Fang said that he was the one who sprinkled the pesticide powder, and his poor eyesight is to blame for mistaking the water source. He wasn’t paying attention…”

Zuo Ran: “He claims he wasn’t paying attention, but afterward is so sure that it was caused by his misoperation. That’s a logical fallacy...”

[Flashback ends]

Fang Yuan: “It was me. Sigh, I’m getting old, and can't see or move around like I used to. I wasn’t careful…”

Xia Yan: “On the day of the incident, when was the spring water delivered to the restaurant?”

Fang Yuan: “The spring water is sourced from YunXia Mountain, and is usually delivered everyday around 6 AM.” Xia Yan: “After the water delivery, was there always someone present in the restaurant?”

Fang Yuan: “No, the restaurant was empty from 6 AM to 8 AM. The helper and I went out to purchase produce for today’s service. The waiter, Xiao Zhao, arrived at 9 AM…” (Fang Yuan’s sentence was cut short by a coughing fit, turning his face bright red with effort as he hacked.)

XinRan: “Grandpa Fang, are you alright?”

Fang Yuan: “XinRan, help me upstairs. My chest hurts, and I would like to rest…”

MC: “Mr. Fang, is it serious? Do you need to go to the hospital?” Fang Yuan: “No, that won’t be necessary. It’s an old condition, and I’ll be alright once I lie down and rest. The restaurant encompasses the entire first floor, feel free to check what you need. I use that computer there for bookkeeping, there’s no password on it. If you need to use it, be my guest. Although, it’s been two weeks since the incident. The restaurant is cleaned daily, and any leftover food or ingredients have been thrown away. I don’t know if investigating will help, I’m afraid.”

(We watched XinRan help Fang Yuan up the stairs. The moment they were out of earshot, I turned and whispered to Xia Yan.)

MC: “Mr. Fang’s attitude back there was a little strange. Hopefully we can find clues that they missed. The sooner we can crack the case, the better. But he’s been pessimistic from the start, emphasizing that the restaurant isn’t worth looking into. The way he answered your question was barely satisfactory.

Xia Yan: “The way I see it, he isn’t fully willing to cooperate with us, the reason why we weren’t denied earlier is because he didn’t want to seem suspicious. On the other hand, food poisoning caused by ingestion of pesticide itself is suspicious as well. Since the majority of pesticides available on the market are harmless to humans, why would Mr. Fang purchase anything dangerous for use in a restaurant?” MC: “We don’t have an answer for that either…”

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《CREDIT》 Translator: @humi-and-co Editor: @hallowsivy​ 《未定事件簿》Tears of Themis is a 2020 Chinese otome game by 米哈游Mihoyo. All original credits go to 米哈游Mihoyo. 

《 VOICE ACTORS 》  Xia Yan | Jin Xian: https://weibo.com/riceranger Zuo Ran | Zhao Lu: https://weibo.com/mzhaolu Lu HaiYang | Zhang Pei: https://weibo.com/u/1937059462 Xue XinRan | V17-Su Wan: https://weibo.com/u/2925530143 Fang Yuan | Zhao Yang

[yansurnummu]

mmmmm sleep time

[inkognito97]

So can we get a fanfic where after naboo happens and quigon dies dooku decides to ditch the order and become a pirate because fuck it the republic isn’t doing shit and palpatine is creeping me out. Also obiwan and anakin tag along because dooku spent time with obiwan when he was a padawan. Anakin likes his new grandpa who encourages his mechanic ideas and supports his freeing of slaves. They still get dooku’s old family inheritance and buy an awsome ship with anakin modding the hell out of it.

Still, quiet and deadly, floated the Maverick in space, waiting for prey or enemies. The Maverick was a ship, not overly big, but full of canons and very very nimble. Not many other transports had a chance against this ship and therefore, a lot of myths and legends had already been created around it. Half of those stories are lies, but the owner does not do anything against it. Quite the opposite actually. Those lies create fear and respect, it is exactly what they need.

Yan Dooku was slowly making his way through the corridors. He was checking on his crew and on the status of his transport. During the last encounter with some other pirates, they had suffered some damage, nothing too severe and certainly nothing his Grandson could not handle. Now, Anakin Skywalker was hardly his Grandson by blood, but they were a family, a family that watched out for each other and protected one another.

“Grandfather,” an accented voice called out and the former Jedi stopped walking so that a certain ginger haired man could catch up to him. 

“Obi-Wan,” greeted Yan. His eyes roamed the trained form from head to toes. He looked a little tired, what is to be expected after having the night shift, but otherwise he looked healthy and well. His red hair was tied to a bun at the back of his head, his beard was well groomed and otherwise he looked like his usual self, with a thigh holster on each leg, one with a darksaber they had found in an abandoned temple and the other with his old lightsaber. 

“How are your injuries?” asked the younger of the two males.

It touched Yan, how worried the redhead was. Of course they shared a lot of memories from the past. Back, when they both had been Jedi and not pirates fighting for existence and against real criminals. Now, they were part of something else, yet some ties had not been cut. Obi-Wan for example was still in possession of his former Master’s green lightsaber and Yan still had his own lightsaber as well. In all honesty, the latter was surprised that there had not been Jedi sent after them to retrieve the weapons, but a tiny part of him hoped that the green troll was involved. 

It had hit Yoca hard, when THREE Jedi of his lineage had left the Order at once. Yan had played with the thought for a long time and the death of his son in all but blood had been the last straw to break the camel’s back. It had been the Council’s mistake, he was absolutely certain of that. Had they just listened to what Qui-Gon had said, they would have sent reinforcement and perhaps, just perhaps, the long haired man would still be alive.

“Healing properly,” answered Yan finally. He was not sure, how long the man at his side had waited for an answer, but it did not really matter. Obi-Wan knew when to be patient and wait and he also knew, when to say or attack. He was a skilled diplomat, had often brought them out of dangerous and tricky situations. Qui-Gon would certainly be proud.

“Have you let the healer take a look at it?” Obi-Wan asked.

“Yes, I was with him just now. The redhead nodded satisfied. “You know, I was planning on going to Tatooine. We have been out here for years, barely stopping and… an I think we have more than enough money to buy a certain slave.”

Obi-Wan’s eyes began to sparkle. “Anakin would like that,” he simply answered. Anakin and Obi-Wan were like brothers. The blonde, who had grown fast and tall the last few years, barely left the redhead’s side. They fought together, they worked together and Yan had the assumption that they would one day, die together. But he quickly shoved that thought aside.

“Then it is settled.” He hesitated. “Do you want to retire or would you prefer to steer the ship?”

“Did you really just ask?” Obi-Wan laughed. At the beginning of their trip, he had hated flying. He had been of the opinion that flying was only for droids, but he had taken a liking to it after all. Yan highly suspected that his strong bond with Anakin had something to do with it.

“Off with you then,” he chuckled as he received a bright smile, before his charge was running towards the bridge. “Ah, youth…” he sighed, “Oh Qui-Gon, how much I wish you were here today.” Perhaps it was just his imagination, but he could have sworn that in this very moment, something brushed past him…

[bad-draft-stuff]

fate goes (on recon)

gggggggggg

Arsé-kun: *The previous conversation pauses for food. It then Very Quickly resumes, as if it had never stopped.* Sheepy: Sherlock: Except I was always a Ruler since Minako accepted me. Sheepy: Sherlock: Before that, I was faking injury. I grew bored of the charade. Sheepy: Eiji: S-so then, do you th...think the culprits.... could, uh... y-you know.... Sheepy: Sherlock: What? Sheepy: Eiji: Fix what they did? Sheepy: Sherlock: Not to be the bearer of bad news, but once circuits are damaged, there's no fixing them. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: *he's floating behind Minako, almost curled around her chair* That's a damn shame! Can we kill em for it? Sheepy: Sherlock: Certainly. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: You're allowing that?! I mean, I've always got bombs ready! Sheepy: Sherlock: Ah, it's not as though I'm allowing it. I'm a detective, after all. Sheepy: Sherlock: Rather, I'm... hmm. Sheepy: Sherlock: Overlooking it. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: I dunno, you might not wanna! What if there's important evidence that I decide to blow up? Arsé-kun: Mephisto: I hope you like ashes and fragments of remains! Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, of course I wouldn't allow it before I'm done investigating. Sheepy: Sherlock: Although, I guess killing them is a waste of information. Arsé-kun: Mori: And I suppose we do need that information. Sheepy: Sherlock: You see, I've spent quite a few days visiting Chaldea. Sheepy: Sherlock: You probably haven't heard of him, but Yan Qing is capable of disguising himself as just about anyone, including imitating their class. Sheepy: Sherlock: So he could easily spy on the group. Arsé-kun: Mori: Have you gone senile? That man visited here months ago. Sheepy: Sherlock: I wasn't here. Sheepy: Sherlock: You really overestimate me. Arsé-kun: Mori: He pretended to be you. You were both speaking to me. It was awful. Either you've gone completely senile, you're that damn tired, or you're an idiot. Sheepy: Sherlock: It's not senility. Arsé-kun: Mori: And you're no fool. Sheepy: Sherlock: I understand, you want me to sleep. I'll do it when I feel like I need to. Sheepy: Lobo: *he is eyeing Sherlock closely* Arsé-kun: Liz: *she arrives and joins Lobo in this activity. Nothing is said* Sheepy: Sherlock: ... What? Sheepy: Rider: "I want his head." Sheepy: Sherlock: Wh-what are you planning...? Arsé-kun: Liz: I call dibs before you, just because! *she skips over to Sherlock, gets uncomfortably close, and puts her head to his chest* Mmmm, it's a wonder your heart hasn't given out yet~ Sheepy: Sherlock: ..... Sheepy: *Lobo's tail is wagging, despite his growling...* Arsé-kun: Liz: How long do you think it can go when it's out of your chest? It'd be a great metronome at this volume! Sheepy: Sherlock: Would you mind giving me some space? Arsé-kun: Mephisto: That implies she has a mind to begin wit-Ack! Arsé-kun: *Liz backed off Only to grab and tug Mephisto's cape. eat shit. win/win* Sheepy: Lobo: *he stands up and joins Liz * Arsé-kun: Mori: With that, we've learned that if you were a mortal human, Sherlock, you'd certainly be dead right now Sheepy: *Lobo slowly inches towards Sherlock, only to be stopped by Kintaro. The two exchange body language and barks, growls, and whines. Seems like they may be arguing?* Arsé-kun: *Liz and Mephisto are also bantering, pulling on each others' tails and generally complaining. "You can't have his heart to ascend," Liz says. "I don't need it and are you saying he's a demon?" Mephisto shoots back, grabbing her horns and pulling* Arsé-kun: Mori: This is almost a death sentence. Fantastic. I don't have to do it. Sheepy: *Rider silently strides over, Sherlock not even paying him any mind. His focus is on the two bickering parties. They're loud. He's tired. What's that crunching noise. Not important. What's Moriarty saying? Death sentence? More important.* Arsé-kun: Minako: uh, sherlock, Sheepy: Sherlock: What is it? Sheepy: Sherlock: Moriarty, take your hand off of my shoulder. That hurts. Arsé-kun: Mori: *he raises his hands* It's not me. Sheepy: Sherlock: ... ... ... Arsé-kun: *Both Liz and Mephisto shut up* Sheepy: Sherlock: *He looks behind him. You know how Rider actually has more than 4 limbs? Yeah. His six extra limbs are out, and they're twitching unnaturally. Ready. Waiting. His once gloved hands are now claws with thorn-like growths coming from his arms. Sherlock screams. Much like the women in the King Kong and Godzilla movies, he faints.* Sheepy: *...And Rider imitates laughter as best as one without a head can, reverting back to normal with unnatural, grotesque noises to accompany the transformation.* Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Beautiful! A wonderful performance, dear Rider! Five stars! Sheepy: Satoru: Don't you think Rider is cool? Sheepy: Rider: *he puffs his chest out in pride from the compliments* Arsé-kun: Mozart: Thanks, I hate it! Sheepy: Kintaro: ... Ah... That's not golden at all.... Arsé-kun: Mozart: I not only heard it, but felt it resonate within my soul, and let me tell you: It was awful. If it were a silent film, i'd have given it a 7/10. Sheepy: Rider: "What do you give its horror factor with noise?" Arsé-kun: Mozart: If not for my own faults, eight. Crunch, crunch, scream. I did not need to be present to know what occurred. Sheepy: Rider: "That's too bad." Sheepy: Rider: "It seems he's dead, despite his breathing. Can I have his head?" Arsé-kun: Minako: No! And Liz, get off of him. Arsé-kun: Liz: *she grumbles a particuarly colorful complaint but does so.* His bloodstreams are full of caffeine! It tastes like the coffee Hyde mades! Bad! Sheepy: Rider: "Nobody lets me have fun." Sheepy: Rider: "Lobo and I have been growing bored recently." Arsé-kun: Minako: Oh, maybe we can bring you guys after we do.. Uh. Whatever Sherlock was gonna suggest. Sheepy: Lobo: *His tail is wagging verrrrrry fast now!* Arsé-kun: Mori: But is it a good idea? We only have what Sherlock knows to go off of. While that should be enough to get inside, I feel we should have a few recon visits first. Get some assassins in there. Arsé-kun: Mori: .. But I suppose it will have to wait. Sheepy: Rider: "He shouldn't have tempted me." Arsé-kun: Mori: Don't you be that way. You made that decision on your own. Sheepy: Rider: "He needed sleep and I got the job done, didn't I?" Arsé-kun: Mori: It's not the same... Sheepy: Rider: "How different is it?" Sheepy: Rider: "It is not as though I decapitated him." Arsé-kun: Mori: Very. .... I suppose it'll do the job anyways. Sheepy: Rider: "Lobo was going to eat him." Sheepy: Rider: "I think what I did was an improvement." Sheepy: Kintaro: Lobo brought up the agreement I first made with him that he can only go after servants who are endangering Chief and Rulers, but I didn't even know Ruler was a class... this isn't golden at all... Arsé-kun: Minako: Yeah, it's a rare one. It's only got like, three members? Four? Tiny group. Sheepy: Eiji: B-but Lobo is a dog. Sheepy: *Lobo snarls angrily.* Sheepy: Eiji: *SCARY* Arsé-kun: Mori: Lobo, no. Sheepy: Kintaro: He said that he's not a dog and not to have such closeminded assumptions that he wouldn't understand things such as deal making and compromjses. Sheepy: Kintaro: Furthermore, he said that he's had much more experience with people than you've had with wolves, so he has more of a right to make baseless assumptions about you than you do about him. Sheepy: Kintaro: On that note, he says that you advocate hunting, which is his baseless assumption of you. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Baseless like calling someone a can of tuna? Sheepy: Kintaro:? Sheepy: Eiji: S-sorry, Lobo. Sheepy: *Lobo huffs and sits down.* Arsé-kun: Mori: ... Now that I think about this... Rider, you may be good for doing recon as well. If you'll agree to do so, I suppose I can bring you and Lobo to the scrapyard to decapitate a demon or two. Sheepy: Rider: "How?" Arsé-kun: Mori: How what? Would you be good at it? Sheepy: Rider: "Yes." Arsé-kun: Mori: You can walk through walls and disappear from any guards' sight, you make no sound most of the time, and you would certainly make short work of anyone who tries to catch you. Sheepy: Rider:.... Sheepy: Rider: "Yes." Arsé-kun: Mori: I'm glad you understand. Sheepy: Rider: "Yes." Arsé-kun: Mori: Who would be able to assist you...? Not myself, as much as I'd love to. I'll come for a secondary recon. Sheepy: Rider: "Why?" Arsé-kun: Mori: Why do you think? Sheepy: Rider: "You're the brains and I'm the brawn?" Arsé-kun: Mori: I don't trust my body enough to hold up the entire time. Sheepy: Rider: "Ah, right." Arsé-kun: Mori: .... We don't have much choice in the way of Assassins. Arsé-kun: Mori: ... Convincing one of the two shouldn't be very hard. The other is a risk. Sheepy: Rider: "Other?" Arsé-kun: Mori: The other assassin in question. Sheepy: Rider: "Whom?" Arsé-kun: Mori: Dr. Jekyll, of course. Sheepy: Rider: "I didn't know..." Arsé-kun: Mori: And that's fine. Arsé-kun: Mori: Carmilla can be easily enticed with cat toys and a fish or two from the Lancers' catch. Jekyll comes with Hyde.. Sheepy: Satoru: Hyde sounds like something a serial killer would call themselves in a cheesy slasher movie. Especially with the y. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Probably because of him! Sheepy: Satoru: Uhuh Sheepy: Satoru: I'm worried about this but I think you'll be okay. Sheepy: Satoru: Grandpa isn't going so it's okay. Sheepy: Satoru: Grandpa is old and old people are prone to joint pain. He'd be in danger of hurting his hip if he went. Eiji isn't old and he's prone to joint pain already, so when he grows old his pain will go away. That's how it works. Arsé-kun: Hyde: Can't survive this either! *he goes to jump onto Eiji, but Mephisto catches him first* Motherfucker! Why the fuck am I bein' namedropped?? What's the fuck in this thread? Sheepy: Eiji:?! Sheepy: Satoru: *gasp* Arsé-kun: Mori: This is the exact thing I was worrying about. Sheepy: Satoru: You said a bad word! Arsé-kun: Hyde: Who cares?? It's fun! Sheepy: Satoru: No! Sheepy: Satoru: Guin will wash your mouth out with soap! She threatened it one day so I've never said a bad word. Ever! Arsé-kun: Hyde: Bah! She won't do shit! Sheepy: Satoru: She's never, ever lied. Sheepy: Satoru: She's not like Sakura. Arsé-kun: Hyde: Like I'll let her catch me! The only way she would is if I wann-*mephisto throws him at the floor and goes Up out of his reach* You stupid floating homo! Sheepy: Satoru: She's strong and fast. Sheepy: Satoru: She has a sword. Sheepy: Satoru: I won't tell her you said a bad word. Sheepy: Satoru: Your secret is safe with me. Arsé-kun: Mori: Do me a favor, Hyde, and put Jekyll on the line. Arsé-kun: Hyde: Fuck off! Do you think we just do this when we want??? I'm here to goddamn party! I'm gonna fucking fu-*he is very promptly cut off by a coffin gun materializing directly above him. Gravity does it's job.* Arsé-kun: Mori: Awful. Downright awful. Don't ever take after him, Satoru. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. I'm going to take after you instead. Arsé-kun: Mori: Fantastic. Sheepy: Tristan: *funeral music* Sheepy: Tristan: We are all gathered here today to laugh at Hyde in his dying moments. Arsé-kun: Mozart: Finally. Sheepy: Tristan: There's nothing positive about him so this eulogy will be short. Arsé-kun: Minako: We could probably think of something. Sheepy: Tristan: Tolerating him is as far as any of us got. It's fortunate we barely knew him, because we'd probably not even be capable of toleration if we knew him better. Sheepy: Tristan: That concludes the funeral service. Arsé-kun: Mozart: I call first chance to piss on his grave. Sheepy: Tristan: Excellent. Sheepy: *Lobo comes over and sniffs Hyde* Arsé-kun: Jekyll: ...?? Uhm..! Hello, Lobo..! Sheepy: Lobo: *Boof* Arsé-kun: Jekyll: What did Hyde do this time..? Sheepy: *Lobo nudges the gun off of Jekyll and licks his face. You have been healed, Jekyll.* Sheepy: Tristan: Ah, be a public embarrassment. The usual. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: I'm so sorry.... He said we were needed for something? Sheepy: Lobo: *boof* Sheepy: Rider: "You're coming with me." Sheepy: Rider: "We're infiltrating an enemy base." Sheepy: Rider: "Carmilla, you, and me." Arsé-kun: Jekyll: Me..? You must be mistaken. I may be Assassin class, but only because I'm difficult to identify as a servant.. Sheepy: Rider: "I'm not mistaken. I never said you had a choice in the matter." Arsé-kun: Jekyll: *he looks to Minako for some kind of escape or mercy* Arsé-kun: Mephisto: *he pops around her chair again* That's the point, Doktor! They won't think you're a threat! Sheepy: Rider: "No harm will come to you." Sheepy: Rider: "Those who even threaten you will lose their heads." Sheepy: Rider: "So, you're at no risk and you get to be a hero." Arsé-kun: Jekyll: ... ..... And if Hyde comes out again? Sheepy: Rider: "Technically, he is a threat to you." Sheepy: Rider: "As I stated, I will decapitate any threats." Arsé-kun: Minako: Rider, that'd kill Jekyll AND Hyde. Sheepy: Rider: "Hopefully that'll convince him to stay dormant until you're done." Arsé-kun: Jekyll: He's trying to claim that he'd... Er... Defeat you in combat. Sheepy: Rider:... ... ... Arsé-kun: Jekyll: I know he'd certainly lose, but I'd like to live! Sheepy: Rider: *He writhes some, and his extra limbs come out once more, accompanied by the noises of bones shifting and crunching.* Sheepy: Rider: "I hope this is enough to convince him otherwise." Arsé-kun: Jekyll: I am not repeating the things he is saying. *he shudders* Sheepy: Rider: "I would like you to live, too. He would endanger you." Arsé-kun: Jekyll: He already does that! Sheepy: Rider: "Your participation is necessary. His participation is banned." Arsé-kun: Jekyll: I understand that. I'll do my best to assist. Sheepy: Rider: "Excellent. And Hyde?" Arsé-kun: Jekyll: ...... I am absolutely not repeating his demands. Sheepy: Rider:.... Sheepy: Rider: "I would say I'd consider them if it meant him not showing up during the mission, but..." Sheepy: Rider: "I have a feeling there's a reason why you're withholding it from me." Arsé-kun: Jekyll: There's no guarantees that he'll keep his word, for one. As for the other... Uh. Sheepy: Rider:.... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Maaaster, is there a reason you'r- .. .. *he spots Rider* That's certainly a moodkiller. Sheepy: Eiji: Wh....what.... Arsé-kun: Merlin: It's just a form of hollow magic, Master! He's able to do it due to his class and circumstance. Sheepy: Eiji: But...but... Arsé-kun: Minako: *to Rider* Can I touch your arm?? Sheepy: Rider: *He hold out his arm* Sheepy: Rider: "Did you mean this or the others?" Arsé-kun: Minako: The other ones! Sheepy: Eiji: Th-the noise...it hurts... Sheepy: Rider: "Sure." Arsé-kun: Mozart: That's what I said. I do hope he can remove them elsewhere. Arsé-kun: Minako: *she reaches up to poke one of the extra arms. poke* Sheepy: *It twitches as a response. Gross.* Sheepy: Rider: "Lobo can do something similar." Arsé-kun: Minako: Hehe. It feels like cold jello- Ooh? Arsé-kun: Mozart: Do not! Sheepy: Rider: "It's not extra limbs." Sheepy: Rider: "Just fire." Sheepy: Rider: "It shouldn't bother you, Mozart." Sheepy: Rider: "He doesn't want to show you, though. He's shy." Arsé-kun: Mozart: It's the sound that does, not the contents. Sheepy: Rider: "It's not any of his body parts shifting either." Sheepy: Rider: "There's no noise other than his usual noises." Arsé-kun: Mori: Not inside. Fire can easily ruin the room. Sheepy: Rider: "He's shy so he won't show anyone." Arsé-kun: Mori: Back on topic. We still need Carmilla. ... And to know where, exactly, this is. Which means we're going to have to wait. Sheepy: Rider: "Yes." Arsé-kun: Mori: This in mind, we should meet up again tomorrow to discuss this. Arsé-kun: Mori: That being said, meeting adjourned. Sheepy: Rider: "Yes." Sheepy: Eiji: I w-want to help... but I can't.... Sheepy: Lobo: *he playbows towards Jekyll. Hello!!! I like you!!! Let's play!!* Arsé-kun: Mori: You can, hoping you recall details. Sheepy: Eiji: ...Ah, like a testimony... Arsé-kun: Mori: Perhaps? Sheepy: Eiji: .......... Sheepy: Eiji: I'd...uh...rather... not try to remember it. Arsé-kun: Mori: Fair enough. Arsé-kun: *Lets skip ahead to the following morning* Arsé-kun: Liz: Good morning♪, good morning♪, get the hell out of my roooom♫ Sheepy: Sherlock: ... *he grunts and sits up* What am I doing in here? Arsé-kun: Liz: I couldn't just leave you on the floor! Lobo was looking at you with those big, hungry eyes! Sheepy: Sherlock: But I have a place to sleep. Arsé-kun: Liz: Gil's old couch? Sheepy: Sherlock: Yes. Arsé-kun: Liz: How do you stand it?? It smells like old wine and rust! Sheepy: Sherlock: I have nowhere better to sleep. Sheepy: Sherlock: Which doesn't bother me, since I'm technically taking advantage of everyone by staying here. Sheepy: *Sherlock stands* Sheepy: Sherlock: Let me get out of your way, now. Arsé-kun: Liz: Well then, shoo! I've been waiting to sing all night! Sheepy: *Sherlock quickly leaves.* Arsé-kun: *and Liz breaks into song. She wasn't kidding* Sheepy: Sherlock: *EW* Sheepy: *Sherlock creates as much distance between himself and her singing as he can.* Arsé-kun: *He is quickly joined by others who are also escaping the noise* Arsé-kun: Jekyll: Oh, uh, good morning, Sherlock..! Sheepy: Sherlock: Ugh... Sheepy: Sherlock: Good morning. Sheepy: *Lobo is howling.... is it to block out Liz's singing, or does he think she's howling to talk to him?* Arsé-kun: *or she actually is just howling at this point. it all sounds the same* Sheepy: Satoru: You're such a good singer, Lobo. Arsé-kun: *there is the briefest moment of silence before all hell breaks loose. lobo howling, at least two berserkers screaming, liz also screaming. Mozart found dead in Miami* Sheepy: Satoru: Oh, that's not good. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: Not again. Sheepy: *You know who else is going to join in? Kintaro.* Arsé-kun: *Proto may as well.* Sheepy: *Cu is silently judging.* Arsé-kun: *Cu is, then, judging himself. think about that one asshole* Sheepy: *Cu doesn't care.* Sheepy: *Cu clears his throat and puts his coffee down. He stands.* Arsé-kun: Jekyll: please save us, Cu. Sheepy: Cu: SHUT UP!!! Arsé-kun: *dead silent.* Sheepy: Cu: *he sits down and goes back to enjoying his coffee.* Arsé-kun: Jekyll: Our hero.. Sheepy: Cu: Well, I certainly do like the ego-fluffing, but it was nothing really. Sheepy: Cu: That's just how I feel when I hear that obnoxious idol girl sing. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: And the rest of it...? Sheepy: Cu: It was annoying me. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: Mozart will probably thank you for that service. Sheepy: Cu: Or kill me for being the loudest of them all. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: You did end it.. Sheepy: Cu: That's true. Sheepy: Cu: Just consider it me working from experience. Sheepy: Satoru: I once tried to learn music because Uncle Mozzy was teaching me it. I wonder if my music sounded like that... ... I tried really hard but never got better. Sheepy: Bedi:...What was that...? *Bedi has come downstairs, looking tired. He probably just woke up.* Arsé-kun: Jekyll: A disaster. Sheepy: Satoru: Who's that? Arsé-kun: Jekyll: Huh? It's just Bedivere.. Sheepy: Satoru: No, Uncle Bedi has pigtails. Sheepy: Satoru: He has hair all over his face and it's long. That's not Uncle Bedi. Arsé-kun: *Bedi has been followed by a giant shaggy carpet with legs, which reaches up to Bedi's hair and pulls it back. The only reason we can identify this as Merlin is the flowers on the ground.* Sheepy: Satoru:?! Arsé-kun: Merlin: we didn't do our hair yet. morning, boys. Sheepy: Satoru: It's alive!!! Arsé-kun: Merlin: i sure hope so. Sheepy: Bedi: Of course, this is Merlin. Why wouldn't he be? Sheepy: Satoru: But...! Merlin has a face! Sheepy: Satoru: He doesn't have a face.... Arsé-kun: Merlin: .... *he sighs and pushes some hair out of the way* Sheepy: Satoru: !!!! Sheepy: Satoru: Merlin was eaten by hair! Arsé-kun: Merlin: ...... Satoru.... It's my hair.. Sheepy: Satoru:.... Sheepy: Satoru: *he looks down, visibly embarrassed* Sheepy: Satoru:...Okay. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: ....... Should someone go cook..? Sheepy: Bedi: I- Sheepy: Tristan: No. Sheepy: Bedi: I've gotten better since back then! Sheepy: Tristan: The only thing you can make presently that actually tastes like something is coffee. Sheepy: Bedi: I can make other things! Like...! Merlin, back me up here! Arsé-kun: Merlin: You can make.... Uh... *he's silent for a moment* .... I just remembered a thing. I need to iron my hair. *Merlin exits scene* Sheepy: Bedi: Wh-what is that supposed to mean?! Sheepy: Tristan: It means he admits that you’re talentless in that field. Sheepy: Bedi: Talent means nothing if you’re passionate enough! Sheepy: Tristan: And as do you. Arsé-kun: Merlin: *he returns, holding an actual iron* What? He can make pancakes and waffles pretty well. Sheepy: Bedi: See! Arsé-kun: Liz: No, he doesn't! Also, that was some nice self esteem teaming right there! Sheepy: Tristan: ...Hmm. Arsé-kun: Merlin: .. Go ahead, Bedi. Show em what you've got. I'm gonna finish with my hair. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... .... Don't look so nervous! Do you want me to help you? Sheepy: Bedi: ...Is that okay? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Of course! Arsé-kun: *and so, Bedi and Merlin take over a kitchen. One of the three in this convoluted house mess. Probably the one in the middle house. It's not Emiya's territory and it doesn't have a giant dog in the way* Sheepy: Lobo: -*Whiiiiiiine* Sheepy: Rider: ... Sheepy: Lobo: *Whiiiiine...* Arsé-kun: *something is thrown at the basement's ceiling. that's vlad telling you to shut up* Sheepy: Lobo: *This annoys him because it shows Vlad is listening to him but ignoring his cries. He lets out a loud howl after dropping the leash on the floor* Sheepy: Rider: *he flips to the next page of his book* Arsé-kun: Proto: Okay, okay!! *enter scene.* I'll walk you, okay?! Sheepy: Lobo: *he stops and picks up the leash, tail wagging. Rider stands up and joins Lobo's side* Sheepy: *Lobo trots over to Proto and drops the leash on him* Sheepy: Lobo: *boof* Sheepy: Rider: *he claps his hands to grab Proto's attention (and probably to annoy Vlad)* "Good luck." Arsé-kun: Proto: For what..? Lobo not running over a car? Sheepy: Rider: "Lobo not dragging you under a car." Arsé-kun: Proto: He better not do that either! *he picks up the leash* Sheepy: Rider: "He might." Arsé-kun: Proto: Please don't! Sheepy: Lobo: *Bawuuu?* Arsé-kun: Proto: I'd like to survive the morning! Sheepy: Lobo: *he huffs* Arsé-kun: Proto: At least let me live until noon? Sheepy: Lobo: *he grunts and tugs at the leash* Arsé-kun: Proto: Okay, okay! Why do I even hold this?? You don't wear a collar! Sheepy: Lobo: *He starts dragging Proto along by using the leash* Arsé-kun: *so you mean he just grabbed the end in his mouth and pulled?* Sheepy: *Yes* Arsé-kun: *fantastic* Sheepy: Rider: "You're not walking him. He's walking you." Sheepy: Rider: "Lobo is the alpha and considers the concept of a collar a sign of ..." Arsé-kun: Proto: ... Being a little bitch? Sheepy: Rider: "Yes." Sheepy: Rider: "I'll be nearby. Dogs aren't allowed to roam without a leash, hence his insistence on you holding one." Sheepy: Rider: "He's a wolf so the laws don't apply to him, but he states that humans are idiots who'll make any incorrect assumptions intentionally if it'll support their general view." Sheepy: Lobo: Bawuu? Sheepy: Rider: "...Ah, that's mostly me, actually..." Arsé-kun: Proto: Well, you're not totally wrong.. But what's a leash gonna do with a giant wolf anyway..? Sheepy: Rider: "He wants to keep his friends healthy by giving them walks." Arsé-kun: Proto: Thanks, Lobo! Sheepy: Lobo: *he scoops the end of the leash up again and puffs his chest out some. He's a good alpha.* Sheepy: Rider: "We had to explain to him that Satoru's too little to be walked because for a while he kept dropping the leash in Satoru's lap and whining." Arsé-kun: Proto: That's a damn shame. Sheepy: Rider: "It's better to have a living Master than to let Lobo walk him. Guinevere and I have been trying to take Satoru out on walks but he refuses to leave the house..." Arsé-kun: Proto: If it weren't winter, I'd take him fishing. Sheepy: Rider: "...He'd probably refuse to go." Sheepy: Lobo: *he lowers his head and begins sniffing at the ground* Arsé-kun: Proto: Oh? What is it? Sheepy: *Lobo pauses and suddenly launches off towards the nearest mailman, snarling as he goes. What do you do, Proto?* Arsé-kun: *Proto digs his heels into the dirt and tries his damnest to stop Lobo. It's kind of a given that he'll fail, but When* Arsé-kun: *Realistically.. It'd either be ten seconds before he's pulled along, or seven seconds and the leash snaps* Arsé-kun: *He's absolutely not ready for this and ends up grabbing at Lobo's fur to hold on* Sheepy: *The mailman throws his mail and runs. Lobo goes after the mail.* Arsé-kun: Proto: *he just clings for dear life* Sheepy: *Lobo stops in front of the mail, drops the leash, nudges the mail some, picks it up, and trots over to Proto.* Sheepy: *...He then dumps the mail on him and sits* Arsé-kun: Proto: ... *he sits up and picks up the mail* Why've you gotta be this way? Arsé-kun: Proto: We don't even need this.. Sheepy: Lobo: *growl* Arsé-kun: Proto: Then why'd you decide to do all that?? *he gets up and drops the mail in the proper mailbox. merry mailmas* Sheepy: Lobo: *growl* Arsé-kun: Proto: Then be more clear next time! Sheepy: Lobo: *whine* Sheepy: Lobo: *he tries to stick his snout in the mailbox* Arsé-kun: Proto: No, Lobo. That's not ours. Sheepy: Lobo: ? *Not ours? But what if...is ours?* Arsé-kun: Proto: Don't you give me that! It's not! Sheepy: Lobo: *he huffs* Arsé-kun: Proto: This is a walk, not a steal! Sheepy: Lobo: *he huffs*Sheepy: Lobo: *he huffs once again and picks up the leash** Arsé-kun: Proto: Thank you! Sheepy: Lobo: *he whines and looks at the mailbox* Arsé-kun: Proto: Noooooo! Sheepy: Lobo: *he begins to trot off* Arsé-kun: *And Proto drags himself after Lobo* Sheepy: *Vroom Vroom! It's a motorcycle!* Arsé-kun: Proto: *he looks around and lightly tugs the leash* Outta the road, Lobo. Sheepy: *Lobo starts snarling at the motorcycle with no intent of leaving the road. Since Lobo's big, the rider (Kintaro) stops nearby because he can actually see Lobo.* Arsé-kun: Proto: Lobo, we gotta let traffic pass..! Sheepy: Lobo: *he huffs and begins scratching himself* Sheepy: Kintaro: Oi, Lobo! That's not Golden of you at all! Arsé-kun: Proto: You want to deal with him..? I still can't do it.. *he throws an arm in the air, tossing the leash with it* Have fun, I'm going home. Sheepy: Kintaro: Eh? You're leaving? Arsé-kun: Proto: I want to, but I know Lobo won't. Sheepy: Kintaro: Here's what to do. Sheepy: *Kintaro lifts up Lobo, who yelps with surprise, and moves him off of the road* Arsé-kun: Proto: I can't do that..! Sheepy: Kintaro: What? Why not? Arsé-kun: Proto: I'm strong, but not that strong! Arsé-kun: Proto: *he grabs onto his other shoulder, frowning* And I think Lobo pulled my shoulder again. Sheepy: Lobo: ? Arsé-kun: Proto: Don't give me that look! Sheepy: Lobo: *he looks at Proto's shoulder* ? Arsé-kun: Proto: *he attempts to get his arm back into his shoulder socket. it hurts, but he manages. Pop!* That! Sheepy: Lobo: *he licks Proto's face. You are cured now.* Arsé-kun: Proto: ... thanks Sheepy: Lobo: *boof* Sheepy: Kintaro: I'd walk him but I'm currently running errands. Arsé-kun: Proto: Darn. Sorry for getting in your way. Sheepy: Lobo: *growl* Sheepy: Kintaro: Well, how about this. Arsé-kun: Proto: :< Sheepy: Kintaro: I'll accompany you until we pass by the store. Sheepy: Kintaro: The Golden Bear and I will then part ways with you when we do. Sheepy: Kintaro: Is that okay? Arsé-kun: Proto: That works. Sheepy: Kintaro: OK. Golden Bear, let's go!! Sheepy: Bear: *bear* Sheepy: Lobo:?!?!?!?!?!?! Arsé-kun: Proto: .. What, Lobo? It's a bike.. Sheepy: *The bike shudders and shifts. It's now a bear.* Arsé-kun: Proto: Eh?! Sheepy: Kintaro: Golden Bear and I are joining you. Sheepy: Kintaro: She's amazing. She can turn into anything. Sheepy: Kintaro: She's Golden fast. Sheepy: Kintaro: She can go 2500 kilometers per hour. Arsé-kun: Proto: Fast... Sheepy: Kintaro: Mhm! Arsé-kun: Proto: Can I...? *he wants to Pet* Sheepy: Kintaro: Sure, she's golden cute. Arsé-kun: *Proto pats Golden Bear. Nice bear. Good bear. Not an asshole like Lobo bear* Sheepy: *Golden Bear is pleased by this. She sits.* Arsé-kun: *This is the highest point of Proto's day so far* Sheepy: *Lobo whines* Arsé-kun: *Lobo can goddamn wait* Sheepy: Lobo: *he stops whining and huffs* Sheepy: Kintaro: She can turn into a truck, but I like motorcycles more. Sheepy: Lobo: *Lobo yawns and begins scratching himself. I-it's not like he cares or anything, b-baka* Arsé-kun: Proto: Can she drive herself, too? Sheepy: Kintaro: Maybe? Sheepy: Kintaro: Probably! Arsé-kun: Proto: Gotta try that someday. Sheepy: Kintaro: Ooh! We should! Sheepy: Lobo: ... Sheepy: Kintaro: Where were you headed anyway? Arsé-kun: Proto: ... Wherever Lobo wants to go, I guess. Sheepy: Kintaro: Oh, the trick to walking Lobo is promising him food if he goes the way you want him to go. Arsé-kun: Proto: That... That would have been great to know Sheepy: Kintaro: Lobo's an avenger and while he's golden cute, he's really irritable unless he loves you. Sheepy: Kintaro: He's easily bribable though. Sheepy: Lobo: *he has his paw out? when will he get his reward?? he is using his technique: Shake. Where is his treat* Arsé-kun: Proto: *he looks up and reaches to try and shake* Sheepy: *Lobo shakes Proto's hand!* Arsé-kun: Proto: When we get home, I'll make sure to take a steak out, just for you. Sheepy: Lobo: ?! Sheepy: Lobo: *he licks Proto's face* Sheepy: Bear: *She's quietly watching. Bears are actually silent creatures who mostly talk in body language and smells.* Sheepy: Kintaro: Now you can go wherever you want. Arsé-kun: Proto: Thanks so much! Arsé-kun: *So Proto and Lobo return home. Lobo gets his steak.* Sheepy: Bedi: Oh, you've returned... is your shoulder okay? Arsé-kun: Proto: Maybe? I had to shove it back into place again.. What'd I miss? It smells like pancakes in here. Sheepy: Bedi: I made pancakes. Arsé-kun: Proto: Is there any left?? Arsé-kun: *there won't be much left when the dog is done with it.* Sheepy: *Tristan mourns the pancakes.* Arsé-kun: *tristan, you had your pancakes, shut up* Sheepy: Tristan: *he's playing his harp..* Sheepy: Tristan: Perhaps it's the desperation that I feel, but the light fluffiness of the pancakes give me a strong sense of... ... melancholy? Sheepy: Tristan: Their innocence reminds me of the days back then when we were much like a family. Certainly, our battles always had the chance of leading us to our demises. But... back then, in those blissful days, that thought never occurred to me. Sheepy: Tristan: I guess once the impossibility happened, that layer of purity was stripped away, leaving "what has been and could be once more". Sheepy: Bedi: Sir Tristan, they're growing cold. Sheepy: Tristan: Considering that I am the one who began the downfall of our naively joyful little group, they're right to be cold towards me. Sheepy: Bedi: Your pancakes. Are growing cold. Sir Tristan. You asked me to make them. *There's a huge smile on his face.* Arsé-kun: Lance: *he joins the table crew, pulling up a seat* They appear more edible than anything Gawain had made. Sheepy: Bedi: Oh! Sir Lancelot! Sheepy: Bedi: I'm glad to hear that they're at least somewhat to your satisfaction. Sheepy: Tristan: *he's shut up and is eating his pancakes* Arsé-kun: *THANK GOD* Sheepy: Bedi: Merlin helped a lot. Arsé-kun: Lance: So I heard. I do apologize about the earlier screaming. Sheepy: Bedi: It's fine. Sheepy: Bedi: It's the howling that bothered me. Sheepy: *meanwhile as the knights eat pancakes, mori gets to laugh as sherlock is trapped watching sherlock hound with satoru* Arsé-kun: *and Mori did get his laughs. Now he's just watching because hey, it's material to make fun of Sherlock with* Sheepy: *Satoru's visibly enjoying it because a) Grandpa is here!! and b) Dog Grandpa is on the screen!!* Sheepy: *Sherlock has a small smile on his face. His pokerface. Is he enjoying it or grinning and bearing it?* Arsé-kun: *Only Sherlock knows. Maybe Andersen, but he's not here to state this to the world.* Arsé-kun: Mori: ... I still find it amusing they made you a corgi. Were they calling you short of stature? Sheepy: Sherlock: I'm not. Arsé-kun: Mori: But the insult remains. Sheepy: Satoru: I like corgis. Sheepy: Sherlock: So then, you like m- Sheepy: Satoru: No. Sheepy: Sherlock:...Ah... Arsé-kun: Mori: I didn't even tell him to say that. Sheepy: Sherlock: Are you sure? Arsé-kun: Mori: Quite sure. Arsé-kun: Mori: I think he's still sour over your removal of me from the stories, excuses nonwithstanding. Sheepy: Sherlock: It was necessary. Sheepy: Sherlock: Besides, you can tell him what he missed. Arsé-kun: Mori: I suppose I could. ... Though it would require bringing up the case with the cat and the window.. ... That was almost traumatizing. Almost. Sheepy: Satoru:? Sheepy: Sherlock: Ah? Sheepy: Sherlock: I don't recall this. Arsé-kun: Mori: Sure. Sheepy: Sherlock: I erase unimportant things from my mind. Sheepy: Satoru: That's just you taking credit for the cocaine's hard work of destroying your brain cells. Sheepy: Sherlock: I-... Arsé-kun: *Mori has to turn away and stifle laughter* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he wordlessly stares at Satoru* Arsé-kun: Mori: ... Did you think no one knew about that? Sheepy: Sherlock: Of course, it was in the books. Sheepy: Sherlock: So I didn't think it wasn't common knowledge. Arsé-kun: Mori: It was opium in the novels, you lingering crackhead. Sheepy: Satoru: Watson said he took both in the first book. Arsé-kun: Mori: Ah, my mistake. That's worse. Sheepy: Sherlock: Boredom is more destructive to my brain than drugs. Sheepy: Satoru: That's what drug addicts say. Sheepy: Sherlock: I'd rather you not console me on how to live my life. You're ten. Sheepy: Satoru: I'm almost eleven. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh? Really? When's your birthday? Sheepy: Satoru: The day I was born. Sheepy: Sherlock: And when was that? Arsé-kun: Jekyll: ...? *he joins this discussion, leaning over the back of the sofa* What is happening here, exactly? Sheepy: Sherlock: Ah. Sheepy: Sherlock: Satoru's decided he's smarter than me because he's nine. Sheepy: Satoru: I'm almost 11. Sheepy: Satoru: And he's using my age as an excuse to ignore my warnings about drugs. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: ... I was under the impression you were already eleven. And he's stubborn. *he frowns* Sheepy: Satoru: Uhuh, I am. Sheepy: Satoru: But I'm almost eleven because I'm not exactly eleven. Sheepy: Satoru: I'm not near twelve either Sheepy: Satoru: So I'm only almost eleven. Sheepy: Sherlock: Tell me one good reason to stop. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: Secondhand smoke may affect others. Sheepy: Sherlock: Hmm. Sheepy: Sherlock: Perhaps. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: Do you want a clown getting high? I don't want a clown getting high. Sheepy: Sherlock: So then, I just don't do it around the young, the elderly, and Mephisto. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: That's most of this household in one fell swoop. Sheepy: Sherlock: Young constitutes anyone 11 or under. Sheepy: Sherlock: Elderly is Moriarty. Arsé-kun: Mori: I firmly dislike how I expected that. Sheepy: Satoru: Grandpa smokes. If you do drugs around him you may be a bad influence on him. Arsé-kun: Mori: I know better than that. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. I believe you. Sheepy: Sherlock: You're old, and apparently impressionable. Sheepy: Satoru: Jekyll, do you know Sherlock? Arsé-kun: Jekyll: I sure do, yes. Sheepy: Satoru: Why? Arsé-kun: Jekyll: Why do I know him? We worked together on the odd occasion when we were both alive. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. Sheepy: Satoru: That's nice. Sheepy: Satoru: You missed my favorite show. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: Did I? My apologies. Sheepy: Satoru: Don't apologize. I should've invited you. Sheepy: Satoru: Grandpa's in it. He's a dog. Sheepy: Satoru: Sherlock and Watson are in it too, but I mostly watch it for Grandpa. I'm always let down when he loses in the end but that's okay. Sheepy: Satoru: Grandpa's too smart and if he used all of his brainpower against Sherlock, Sherlock would quickly give up from frustration. So Grandpa lets him win because he's a good sport. Sheepy: Sherlock:?! ... *he bursts out laughing* Arsé-kun: Mori: *he looks almost offended. wait, he is.* Arsé-kun: Jekyll: I don't think that was correct. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. Sheepy: Satoru: So then Grandpa just loses to Sherlock even when he tries? Sheepy: Sherlock: Yes. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: I can't say Moriarty hasn't won at all, but Sherlock does tend to win. Unfortunately. Arsé-kun: *Mori, looking even more bitter,* Sheepy: Satoru: That's okay. Sheepy: Satoru: He'll win next time. Sheepy: Sherlock: What makes you so sure? Sheepy: Satoru: You're running on energy drinks and Grandpa gets beauty sleep, according to Big Bro, but he seemed sarcastic. Sheepy: Sherlock: Yeah, it definitely doesn't show. Sheepy: Satoru: That's what Big Bro said. Arsé-kun: Mori: It's still better than having travel bags under my eyes. Sheepy: Sherlock: I just haven't needed to sleep Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. Arsé-kun: Mori: Sure. Sheepy: Satoru: You'll sleep a lot when you've died from exhaustion so it's fine. Sheepy: Sherlock: ...How old did you say you were? Sheepy: Satoru: Almost 11. Sheepy: Sherlock: ... ... Arsé-kun: Mori: I had absolutely nothing to do with this. He was reading Dracula when he was seven. Sheepy: Sherlock: His hair's almost the same shade... ... Andersen, are you having a giggle? Sheepy: Satoru: I'm not Andersen, I'm Satoru. Arsé-kun: Andersen: You called? Sheepy: Sherlock: ...Oh, there goes one idea. Sheepy: Sherlock: You're being a bad influence. Arsé-kun: Andersen: Fantastic. Arsé-kun: Andersen: I didn't even do anything yet. On multiple other hands, because I am clearly an octopus in this scenario, you are being an A class idiot, I can almost hear Hyde screaming from here, and do I count as under 11? Arsé-kun: Jekyll: *quietly* good call. Sheepy: Sherlock: No. Sheepy: Sherlock: Only Satoru and Kid Gil do. Sheepy: Sherlock: Kintaro smokes so I'm not counting him. Arsé-kun: Andersen: Great. I'm going to borrow shit off of you. Sheepy: Sherlock: What? Arsé-kun: Andersen: What do you think? Arsé-kun: *And then Andersen ran off to Sherlock's room. Sherlock follows. His stuff is at risk. Again* Arsé-kun: Mori: ... Barring all that, now would be an opportune time to discuss yesterday's plan. Sheepy: Tristan: Ah, I'll bring everyone else in... by the way, why do I smell pancakes? Sheepy: Tristan (Who has eaten pancakes): The other knights are eating them. You should join them - I'm like a torrential downpour on their pancake parade. Sheepy: Tristan: Thank you, odd poet. Arsé-kun: Mori: Good morning, Shinjuku Assassin. Nice of you to join us. Sheepy: Tristan:...What? Arsé-kun: Mori: Who else could you be? Sheepy: Tristan: Tristan. Once I was Sir Tristan of the Round, but I no longer deserve such a title. Sheepy: Tristan(Pancake): It's unfortunate for me to admit, because I enjoyed my time with them, but my past crimes should ban me from being a knight. Sheepy: Tristan: I haven't a clue who this Shinjuku Assassin man is. ... Anyway, I'm going to ask to share pancakes. Sheepy: Tristan(Pancake): *he plops down on the sofa* Arsé-kun: Mori: All right, then. Which of you was it that encountered the great noise of earlier this morning? Sheepy: Tristan: Noise? Sheepy: Tristan(Pancake): Ah, it shook my very soul... Arsé-kun: Mori: Thank you for confirming it's you, Yan Qing. You missed it. It was awful. Sheepy: Tristan: I'm not Yan Qing. Sheepy: Tristan: I don't know who that is. Sheepy: Tristan: I just woke up. Sheepy: Tristan(Pancakes): ...*snrk* Sheepy: Tristan?(Pancakes): *he bursts out laughing* Arsé-kun: Mori: *calculating woman face* Sheepy: *Poof! Yan Qing's disguise is gone!* Arsé-kun: Mori: ... Ah, I see what happened here. You got me that time. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Ahahahahaha! I really fooled you that time, Old Man! Arsé-kun: Mori: You truly did. Don't you brag about it, now. Arsé-kun: *in the bg, merlin informs the knights that it was not tristan that was with them. there's a collective groan in reply.* Sheepy: Yan Qing: I won't, I won't~ Sheepy: Yan Qing: Ah! I nearly forgot! Old Man, Old Man! Arsé-kun: Mori: What? Sheepy: Yan Qing: There's a new ramen place opening up! Let's go soon! Arsé-kun: Mori: Uh. Thanks. Sheepy: Yan Qing:... Sheepy: Yan Qing: Eh, let me rephrase that. Arsé-kun: Mori: Please do. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Buy me ramen! Arsé-kun: Mori: Buy it yourself! Sheepy: Yan Qing: You're rich and I'm not getting paid. Arsé-kun: Mori: That'll be your payment if you help out on a recon mission. Sheepy: Yan Qing: ?! Arsé-kun: *Yan gets the situation explained to him. If Moriarty is lucky, Yan knows where this base is and they don't need Sherlock to find it* Sheepy: Yan Qing: Eh, just that? Arsé-kun: Mori: "Just"? Sheepy: Yan Qing: Just buying me dinner for a mission like that? Sheepy: Yan Qing: It doesn't sound difficult at all, but it does sound risky. Arsé-kun: Mori: The risks of being caught are unnaturally high. Grail mud is involved. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Alright, with that in mind... Sheepy: Yan Qing: Two. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Two seperate meals. Arsé-kun: Mori: Do I look like I'm made of money?! Sheepy: Yan Qing: Well.. Sheepy: Yan Qing:..... Sheepy: Yan Qing: You look like a guy who'd have his face on paper money... Arsé-kun: Mori: Good call. Fine, it's a deal. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Good. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: *he's remained quiet up to this point- Mostly because he started watching a rerun with Satoru. Nice priorities. Hyde approved.* Sheepy: Yan Qing: OK, I'm pretty sure that I know where that is. Arsé-kun: Mori: So we don't need Holmes at all. Thank goodness. Sheepy: Yan Qing: I don't like him. Arsé-kun: Mori: We've derailed. Sheepy: Yan Qing: We've switched trains. Arsé-kun: Mori: We're going to rob both trains. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Yes. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Do you know what I like? Arsé-kun: Mori: Tell me. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Disguising myself as the people I don't like and saying stupid things. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Also, Tepes's hamburgers on the rare occassion I can have one. Arsé-kun: Mori: We can entertain ourselves with such immaturity once you've been successful. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Awww~ Sheepy: Yan Qing: So I'm dragging Four Eyes with me, right? Sheepy: Yan Qing: Anyone else? Arsé-kun: Mori: I'd intended for other assassins to join you, but a smaller group would be better. So no. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Sounds good. Arsé-kun: Mori: Then be careful. Come back in one piece. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Thanks. I'll wait until he's done. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: I'm sorry, are you waiting for me? Sheepy: Yan Qing: Yup! Arsé-kun: Jekyll: Sorry! We can go. Sheepy: *Yan Qing drags Jekyll there, all the while babbling about ladies and nice food he's eaten.* Arsé-kun: *Jekyll pays some attention. You never know if any of it will be useful info* Sheepy: Yan Qing: A woman who loves you for buying her something is very different than a woman who loves you for the feelings you display to her through giving her gifts. Sheepy: Yan Qing: One is a user snd the other loves you for y...ah? Sheepy: Yan Qing: Sh, sshh. Sheepy: Yan Qing: We're here. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: *he nods* Sheepy: *Yan Qing disguises himself as one of the group members and strolls on in* Arsé-kun: Jekyll: ?! What am I supposed to do...? Sheepy: Yan Qing: You do you. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: I'll just follow you.. Sheepy: *Yan goes inside to investigate* Arsé-kun: *Jekyll follows him in* Sheepy: *People dont pay too much mind to them since they aren't suspicious ... yet* Arsé-kun: *This leaves them free to explore. It's very dark and dreary in here. There's nothing incriminating at the entrance.* Sheepy: *Of course not, they aren't stupid.* Sheepy: *Yan Qing does not give up though.* Arsé-kun: *Which means Jekyll must follow him. Let us descend these delightful stairs* Sheepy: *OK!* Sheepy: *Yan Qing descends the funtime stairs!* Arsé-kun: *It's even darker downstairs, only lit by magic lanterns. suffer* Sheepy: Yan Qing: *he squints. He isn't sure about this.* Sheepy: *he sniffs at the air* Sheepy: *As they approach, the once seemingly loud footsteps that accompanied them is muffled by the screaming and cursing of a man. The loud thrashing against metal almost covers up the pained coughing of his companion, but it still rings out among all of the chaos.* Sheepy: Yan Qing:...? Sheepy: *finally, a third man cries out, "AW, SHUT UP! THEY AREN'T GOING TO LISTEN TO YOU AND I'M TRYING TO SLEEP!"* Sheepy: *The two men begin shouting at each other as the coughing fit continues...* Arsé-kun: *A fourth man raises his voice over everyone else, announcing his desire to commit homicide if the others don't stop screaming* Sheepy: *The first man starts yelling at him instead, and the third one groans loudly* Arsé-kun: Jekyll: ..... I'm not entirely sure I wish to be here. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Ah, one of those sounds like the blue one. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: Blue one..? You mean Lancer..? Sheepy: Yan Qing: Yeah. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: They were both home, yes? Unless that is Caster. Sheepy: Yan Qing: ...? Sheepy: Yan Qing: Whom? Arsé-kun: Jekyll: *he starts to say "Lancer Caster" but realizes the issue before he finishes* Caster Cu? Sheepy: Yan Qing: Ah... Arsé-kun: Jekyll: The others I don't recognize.. Sheepy: Yan Qing: ... Sheepy: Yan Qing: What do we do... Arsé-kun: Jekyll: ... I'm not quite sure. It might be dangerous to approach.. Sheepy: Yan Qing: We won't know until we do so. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: ... I'll stay behind you. Sheepy: *Yan Qing strolls on in.* Arsé-kun: *He is immediately hissed at. Someone tries to claw at him from behind bars.* Sheepy: Yan Qing: *He looks around* Ah, ah, calm down. Arsé-kun: Alter Cu: I will not! Let me go before I filet you like a fish! Sheepy: Yan Qing: Sh, sh. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Calm down and listen to me Sheepy: Yan Qing: If you cooperate with me, you might just get out of here. Don't exclaim loudly, now, or someone may notice. Sheepy: Yan Qing: What do you know about the source of the mud? Sheepy: Yan Qing: And what capabilities do 'we' have? Sheepy: Caster Cu: You really are a forgetful kid, aren't you? Arsé-kun: Acu: You idiot. Who here wouldn't know something that stupidly simple? Go break your head on a wall, Caster. Sheepy: Caster Cu: In the end, we're the ones who got trapped in this jail? Now, if I were a Lancer, I'd be able to get out easily... Sheepy: Yan Qing: Ah, me, I don't. Arsé-kun: Acu: Go downstairs and you tell us, stupid. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Downstairs? Arsé-kun: Acu: Get your ass down that hallway. Maybe you'll fall down the stairs if I'm lucky. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Ah, do you want to be stuck here? You'll be lucky if I fall, then. Arsé-kun: Acu: Then I'll kill you myself afterwards. Sheepy: Caster Cu: Why did he have to be public relations...? Arsé-kun: Acu: I changed my mind. He goes first. Sheepy: Yan Qing: But for now, you need to wait. Sheepy: Yan Qing: *he turns towards the hallway* Good luck. Sheepy: Caster Cu: Why me...? Arsé-kun: Acu: Because I am tired of your damn voice! Sheepy: Caster Cu: We have the same voice, idiot! Arsé-kun: Acu: Bastard! Arsé-kun: Jekyll: Maybe we should move on.. Sheepy: Caster Cu: Testosterone-brained butthead! Sheepy: Yan Qing: Mhm. Arsé-kun: Acu: Spineless mangy mutt! Sheepy: Caster Cu: Muscle-brained buffoon! Arsé-kun: Acu: Armorless hippie-looking imbecile! Sheepy: Caster Cu: Spiky nature-defying beast! Arsé-kun: Acu: Stupid dog! You make me look bad! Sheepy: Caster Cu: You somehow took a handsome face like mine and made it ugly! You're a hard worker at ruining everything! Sheepy: Caster Cu: If only you had been anyone else! Arsé-kun: Acu: If only you'd shut the hell up! Sheepy: Caster Cu: You and that idiot berserker kept me from sleeping! Sheepy: Caster Cu: Reap what you sew and stop running from what you've created! Arsé-kun: Acu: Sow! It's sow, you idiot! Arsé-kun: Jekyll: ..... ... *he glances at another cell, but wisely decides to Not Ask* Sheepy: *Hijikata looks extremely angry. Found the Berserker. Okita is curled up in a ball, her breathing ragged. She has Hijikata's coat for a blanket...* Sheepy: *...Hijikata looks ready to kill Jekyll for even looking in his general direction.* Arsé-kun: *No explanation is needed here. Jekyll averts his gaze* Sheepy: *The two head further downstairs!* Arsé-kun: *it has stopped looking like a jail and more like a dark, iron underground hospital. Lots of hooded cultists are scuttling around.* Arsé-kun: *Jekyll shifts a bit closer to Yan. Discomfort* Sheepy: Yan Qing: Ah, it's fine if you cower beside me... you're a blond, so I suppose you're close enough...but you're the wrong gender, too bad. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: ...... ........... *he frowns* Sheepy: Yan Qing: Ah? You don't find it funny? Too bad. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: Just get going..! Sheepy: *Yan Qing does so* Arsé-kun: Jekyll: So what do we do..? Sheepy: Yan Qing: Figure out their weakness. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: Letting the Berserkers free is a significant weakness. Sheepy: Yan Qing: ...So hunt down the keys. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: Right. ... I wonder why they can't simply break the bars. Sheepy: Yan Qing: They're special bars maybe. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: Oh, most likely.. Sheepy: Yan Qing: I'll focus on finding keys. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: All right. I'll try to find useful data. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Thanks. Sheepy: *So Yan Qing hunts for the key* Arsé-kun: *He finds a single key! Just one. It is vaguely labeled as "Devil's Key"* Arsé-kun: *he isn't interrupted.* Sheepy: Yan Qing: *he pulls out the key* Which one of you is the devil? ...Hmm. Arsé-kun: Acu: !! *he rushes to the bars of his cell. he looks EXCITED* Arsé-kun: Acu: You were sincere in your statements! How impressive! Arsé-kun: Acu: I mean, hurry up! I'm going to destroy them! Arsé-kun: *In the background is Emiya Alter, the Lostman, Detroit Emiya, Demiya, etc. He appears to be extraordinarily confused* Sheepy: *Yan Qing unlocks the aCu's jail cell door.* Sheepy: Yan Qing: Have fun, now. I need to look for the other keys unless you know how to break them out. Sheepy: Caster Cu: *he's fast asleep...* Sheepy: Yan Qing: I'm assuming you can't break through the wall or something to get the others... Sheepy: Yan Qing:...Don't actually do that unless you've got a plan on how to deal with all of the people who would show up. Arsé-kun: Acu: I have a few ideas. Arsé-kun: Acu: Are you questioning me? *he heads to the first lock he sees, aka the one on Hijikata and Okita's cell. He then tries to use his spear to pick the lock.* Sheepy: Yan Qing: Oh, no. Sheepy: Yan Qing: I meant it more as "What is it?" as opposed to "Does it exist?". Arsé-kun: Acu: This. *his spear does the barbs thing. The lock doesn't stand a chance. No magic, just spikes. die, lock, die* Sheepy: Yan Qing: Ah. Good job. Arsé-kun: Acu: *he throws the door open* Give me your orders, Demon Commander. We'll make them regret being born. Sheepy: *Hijikata busts the door open upon the lock being removed* Sheepy: Hijikata: Kill anyone who tries to stop us. Arsé-kun: Acu: That is my favorite plan. Sheepy: Okita: Let me help. Arsé-kun: Acu: What are you going to do? Bleed on me? Sheepy: Hijikata: No you can’t, stay with the useless Caster. *he lifts up his gun and shoots the lock off of CasCu’s jail cell* Sheepy: Caster Cu: I’m up, I’m up! Arsé-kun: Acu: Better idea. Keep an eye on the senile lostman. *he rips the lock off of Demiya's cell.* Sheepy: Okita: I’ll keep an eye on both of them- *cough, cough* Sheepy: Hijikata: You, Lostman. You stay with Okita. She’s the only girl in the group. This one, over here. Arsé-kun: Demiya: ... *he looks down at his floor and compares this to what he has written. it matches up, so he nods* Sheepy: Hijikata: Okita. Don’t fight unless you need to. Sheepy: Hijikata: And you, mysterious man, don’t die. Arsé-kun: Acu: Or you can, it doesn't matter. Your buddy is probably dead. Sheepy: Yan Qing: ...! Sheepy: Yan Qing: I forgot all about him. Sheepy: Yan Qing: He’s a servant so he should be somewhat okay, but it’s true I haven’t seen him around. Arsé-kun: Acu: Then he probably wants to be dead. Go find him so we can commit homicide. Sheepy: Yan Qing: No problem. *he goes looking for Jekyll* Arsé-kun: *this takes longer than expected. to get him on the proper trail, there's a convenient blood path. no word on if it's jek's or not* Arsé-kun: *i mean there is probably a way to find out, but it'd take almost an hour. probably. idk.* Sheepy: *He follows the blood* Arsé-kun: *this eventually leads to Jekyll, who's tied down to a table. blood is most likely his* Sheepy: Yan Qing: !? Sheepy: *Yan Qing rushes over to untie him* Arsé-kun: Jekyll: You.. You took your time.. Sheepy: Yan Qing: I was breaking them out. Sheepy: Yan Qing: *he unties Jekyll* Arsé-kun: Jekyll: *he sits up* I guess that's a reason. "I" couldn't bear the wait. Sheepy: Yan Qing: OK, let's go before they kill everyone including us. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: Yes, I agree. I'm not in a condition to join them. Sheepy: Yan Qing: I'll protect you. We're going to stay with the weaker ones. Arsé-kun: Jekyll?: Oh, are we killing them too? Sheepy: Yan Qing: No, of course not. Now let's get going. Arsé-kun: Hyde: *he pulls on Yan's face* Didn't you pay attention at all?? Don't you know Jekyll's famous because of me?? Apologize for being stupid! Sheepy: Yan Qing: Who? Sheepy: Yan Qing: Oh, did you mean the little kid back at home? Arsé-kun: Hyde: I'm Hyde..! Oh, forget it! I'll cut up your prettyboy face later! *he lets go and starts to storm off* Where the hell are the stairs?? Sheepy: Yan Qing: Where? You're in plain sight. ... Well, whatever. Sheepy: Yan Qing: *he begins to lead Hyde to the stairs* Arsé-kun: Hyde: *he irritably grumbles* That's my NAME. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Well, thank you for telling me your True Name! Arsé-kun: Hyde: That's not all of it! No one uses the full thing, Mister Yan Qing! Eat shit. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Here's the stairs. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Old Man better pay me well for this. Arsé-kun: Hyde: We didn't get offered any sort of payment..! Sheepy: Yan Qing: That's because you don't work for Old Man. Sheepy: Yan Qing: So he can gst away with not paying you, you see? Arsé-kun: Hyde: I've got a few words for him, starting with "Fuck!" and ending with "You!" Sheepy: Yan Qing: Well, you never asked to be paid. Sheepy: Yan Qing: I demanded it up front. Arsé-kun: Hyde: I wasn't there, and the other "I" didn't think of it! Sheepy: Yan Qing: You really need to become assertive if you want Old Man to pay you. Arsé-kun: Hyde: Oh, I'll show you assertive..! Sheepy: Yan Qing: You will? Sheepy: Yan Qing: Or is that metaphorical? Arsé-kun: Hyde: Screw what the old man offered you! I'll pay for food tonight! Maybe I'll show you the best places in town to get a guy or gal, too, if you shut the hell up! Sheepy: Yan Qing: Sounds good to me! Arsé-kun: *so they head upstairs. hyde's using the railing like it's the only way he'll make it. he makes the offcomment that all the blood is kinda hot. thank you hyde for your unpopular opinion* Arsé-kun: *they eventually get back to the cells. somehow, mass murder hasn't taken place yet* Sheepy: Hijikata: Finally. Sheepy: Caster Cu: *yawn* Sheepy: Yan Qing: Let's get out of here Arsé-kun: Acu: *he sits up. naptime over* What, no battles? Sheepy: Yan Qing: Well, you can kill anyone we pass by so long as they work here. Sheepy: Yan Qing: You deserve it. Sheepy: Hijikata:...You certainly have an odd way of talking. Arsé-kun: Acu: Wonderful. Let the massacre begin, then. Sheepy: Hijikata: *he readies his guns* Sheepy: *...And rushes upstairs. Follow the leader!* Arsé-kun: *Acu hurries after him, grinning. There's that Happy Cu Face.* Sheepy: *CasCu and Okita (who is guiding Demiya by the hand) follow at a slower pace, with Yan Qing following behind the group* Arsé-kun: *Hyde takes the rear position, mumbling to himself and fidgeting with his knife. Watch your back, Yan.* Sheepy: *Screaming and yelling has erupted. Gunshots roar.* Arsé-kun: *alter cu also screams. a lot* Arsé-kun: *the following floor is bloody and gory. no one is fazed by this. Maybe Yan or CasCu, but no one on my end. Especially not Demiya, who just stares at it with a straight face. nbd* Sheepy: Caster Cu: ..Ugh. I just hope that I don't slip. Sheepy: Yan Qing: *he's grinning like always, but there's something off about it this time.* Sheepy: Okita: *she gently takes CasCu's hand. Now no one will fall! ... Or maybe she did it because she's feeling weak from her TB.* Arsé-kun: *in the background is Hyde taking anything that isn't nailed down- Which is not a lot, surprisingly.* Sheepy: *Yan Qing doesn't comment. That's actually useful.* Arsé-kun: *He's got so much stuff in his arms. Probably including an actual arm* Sheepy: Yan Qing: *Hm* Arsé-kun: *it could be useful for DNA and RNA and all that science shit that Hyde doesn't care about. He just thinks it's funny* Sheepy: *Yan Qing focuses on leaving* Arsé-kun: *this is a good decision* Sheepy: *The group leaves* Arsé-kun: *freedom at last.* Arsé-kun: *Demiya ends up shielding his eyes from the sun, while Acu shakes off the blood. like a dog* Sheepy: Yan Qing: *he sheds his disguise* Arsé-kun: Hyde: Waiting till the last minute to do that, huh? Sheepy: Yan Qing: Aha, with my good looks, all of the grunts would've had their eyes on me. Arsé-kun: Hyde: And weapons. Sheepy: Yan Qing:...Yes. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Could you come with me to Chaldea? Sheepy: Yan Qing: Not you, Seek, but the other ones. Arsé-kun: *Hyde makes an unhappy face.* Arsé-kun: Acu: For what reason..? Sheepy: Yan Qing: To help you. Arsé-kun: Acu: ... I don't care, but they need it. Sheepy: Yan Qing: We'll take them down. You can help. More importantly, Chaldea provides free resources. Arsé-kun: Acu: You've got the mutt's interest more than mine. Sheepy: Caster Cu: You aren't coming with me? Arsé-kun: Acu: Where in that sentence was the word "No," you unrestrained dog? Sheepy: Caster Cu: "I don't care". Arsé-kun: Acu: That was prior to "free things" Sheepy: Caster Cu: ...Uhuh. Arsé-kun: Acu: Are your listening skills worse than your lancing skills?? Sheepy: Caster Cu: It's not my fault that I'm a Caster! Arsé-kun: Acu: No, but you perform better as a caster than you ever did as a lancer! You are an awful lancer! Sheepy: Caster Cu: ?! Sheepy: *...That hit pretty hard.* Arsé-kun: Acu: Are you insulted? Think about it harder with that hamster-wheel brain of yours. Sheepy: Caster Cu: I'd rather be a Lancer...oh, or a Saber! Sheepy: Caster Cu: I haven't tried that out yet. Arsé-kun: Acu: Forget it. *he looks to Yan* I guess I'll come with. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Good. Arsé-kun: Acu: *he looks back to Hijikata* You wanna get her help or what? Sheepy: Hijikata: Take me there. Sheepy: Yan Qing: I will. Arsé-kun: *Acu shifts his gaze to Demiya, and right back to Yan. No words needed* Sheepy: *Yan Qibg leads them to Chaldea. Hijikata ends up carrying an unamused Okita. CasCu focuses his attention on aCu the entire trip.* Sheepy: Hijikata:.... Who are you? Sheepy: Yan Qing: I'm of the Assassin class! Sheepy: Hijikata: No. Your name. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Eeheheheh! That's a secret~! But don't worry, I'm sure you'll find out soon enough, my friend! Arsé-kun: Acu: .. The hell are you looking at, dog? Sheepy: Caster Cu: I don't know, I think a bird. Arsé-kun: Acu: Here, let me ask so you can understand it: WHY. Sheepy: Caster Cu: Oh, I don't know. Birds are good, I guess. Sheepy: Caster Cu: They're tasty when cooked and they look nice from a distance. Arsé-kun: Acu: Look at someone else, anyone else, before I take your eyes out. Sheepy: Caster Cu: What's up with you? Arsé-kun: Acu: ... Too much. Sheepy: Caster Cu: If you need anything, just tell me. Arsé-kun: Acu: You sound like a shop employee. Arsé-kun: Acu: Or a shitty therapist. Sheepy: Caster Cu: Not like a wise big brother? Arsé-kun: Acu: No, not really. Sheepy: CasCu: ...Really? Arsé-kun: Acu: Maybe one that's working forty hours a week to make ends meet Sheepy: CasCu: Oh? Sheepy: CasCu: ... Arsé-kun: Acu: ... Sheepy: CasCu: ...Wait a minute! Why would I want to do that!? Sheepy: CasCu: I don't exist to listen to people's problems for 40 hours a week! Arsé-kun: Acu: That sounds like your last month. Sheepy: CasCu: ....Right. I guess so. Arsé-kun: Acu: Except it was less that and more dealing with us in general. Sheepy: CasCu: Well, yes. But it all worked out well in the end. Arsé-kun: Acu: mhm. Sheepy: CasCu: My newfound freedom is making my head race with what I'm going to do next... Arsé-kun: Acu: Go the fuck to bed. Sheepy: CasCu: Fine, Mom. Sheepy: CasCu: You do that too. Arsé-kun: Acu: I'd love to. Sheepy: Yan Qing: We'll need to find you a room first but then you're free to sleep. Sheepy: Yan Qing: A room together or two separate ones? Sheepy: CasCu: Together, because I need ready access to babysit him so he doesn't break everything. Arsé-kun: Acu: I was going to say the same about you. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Good, that's simple. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Just so you know, don't try to flirt with the therapist...? Whatever she is, don't get the blind redhead drunk, and especially don't talk to the... therapist? with the thought of picking her up in mind. Sheepy: CasCu:...?! Arsé-kun: Acu: You can't say that and not explain. Sheepy: Yan Qing: She's technically single. Arsé-kun: Acu: That's oddly specific. Arsé-kun: *Meanwhile, NO ONE IS BABYSITTING EDWARD HYDE. More specifically, he ran off to do who-knows-what. This being Hyde, he's here to have fun and do stupid shit, so he decided to track down Chaldea's master and approach. "Hey, Ricecakes, I gotcha a weapon! You want it?" He was quickly met with interest from Rice-kun, who "Ooh"ed and "ahh"ed.* Arsé-kun: *This stopped when Hyde gifted them the human arm, grinning from ear to ear. "It's a bludgeoning weapon, you see? It inflicts fear!" Rice-kun stopped, slowly looking back to Hyde. "Is this real..?" they asked, visibly uncomfortable. "It's whatever you believe it is, pal!" Hyde cheerfully responded, dumping the rest of what he was carrying on the table. "Get someone to hand this in! It's got data and numbers and I don't care!" Seeing that Rice-kun didn't reply to this, Hyde started to leave, only stopping to lean on the doorframe. "Maybe now you can give someone a hand!"* Sheepy: Yan Qing: But her servant who's known for brutally murdering people considers her his wife. Sheepy: CasCu:....Oh. Sheepy: CasCu: That's rough. I feel bad for her. Sheepy: Haku: Are you badtalking Tepes? Sheepy: Yan Qing:?! ...Yo, Haku! What's up?! Sheepy: Yan Qing: We were just... uh... Sheepy: Haku: Can I join? Sheepy: Haku: Have you ever noticed that despite his scary outer appearance, there's a lot of little things about him that take away from the scariness factor.... like how fluffy his hair is, or the little ...eh, what's the word, bandana he wears on his head when he cooks? Or anything that pops out of his mouth... in the end, he's not threatening at all. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Are you badtalking him or just gushing about the things you like about him while acting like it's potentially negative?! Arsé-kun: *Demiya continues to add SO MUCH to the current scene. wowza* Arsé-kun: *Acu pulls on Yan's scarf. Impatient* Sheepy: Yan Qing:...Oh, right, the rooms. I'll be back. Don't flirt with Haku. Sheepy: *Yan Qing escapes to get a room for aCu and CasCu* Sheepy: Haku: ? Sheepy: CasCu:...So. Arsé-kun: Acu: Don't. Sheepy: CasCu: Are you here often? Sheepy: Haku: Considering I work here, yes. Arsé-kun: Acu: Are you deaf? Sheepy: CasCu: Oho! What do you do for a living? Sheepy: Haku: Work. Sheepy: CasCu: Oh, right, he mentioned you were a therapist! So if I need therapy, you'll be the one to go to, right? And I'll get to talk to a pretty lady about my problems... Arsé-kun: Acu: .... Do I have to apologize for you thinking with your second brain? Cut it out. Sheepy: CasCu: Hey, what's up with you? Sheepy: CasCu: Idiot. He's saying not to flirt with her so he can. Arsé-kun: Tepes: *he enters scene, forcing a grin and being loud. intentionally* Oh, this is where you went off to, dear wife! I'm glad you found it in you to leave the office, but can you please tell me when you do? Sheepy: Haku: Sorry about that. Sheepy: CasCu: Ehhh... Arsé-kun: Tepes: Oh, am I interrupting something? Do go on! Sheepy: CasCu:...You're into old guys?... Sheepy: Haku:?! Arsé-kun: Tepes: That's not something you ask a lady. Sheepy: Haku: What kind of out there question is that? Is it because you're old? Sheepy: CasCu: I'm not old and your aged appearance surprised me. Sheepy: Haku: Oh. Yeah. Tepes looks old. Sheepy: CasCu: Well, now I'm confused. Sheepy: CasCu: Yan Qing made it out to be that that guy is forcing you to be his wife. So then does that mean you're single or not? What does technically single mean..?! Arsé-kun: Tepes: He did say that? How rude. I'll have a chat with him after this. Arsé-kun: Tepes: And I am not. If she disliked it, she could say so. :< Sheepy: Yan Qing: Yo! I'm back! I've got your room number! Sheepy: Yan Qing: Hey, hey, what's with the upset look? Arsé-kun: Tepes: *he just looks at Yan. you know what you did.* Sheepy: Haku: It doesn't make enough of an emotional impact at this point for me to care. Arsé-kun: Acu: *he grabs CasCu's hood and pulls a little.* It's been three thousand years. We've all wasted away. Sheepy: Yan Qing:...Scary... Sheepy: Yan Qing: Here, have your key. *he gives two keycards to the Cus* Sheepy: Yan Qing: You probably should shoo before you get involved further. Arsé-kun: Acu: Appreciated. You've spared us another ten minutes of this dog barking. Sheepy: CasCu: I've in jail for so long with the only woman in sight not even being my type! Arsé-kun: Acu: See what I mean? Sheepy: CasCu: You're not even taking what I say seriously...?! This is why I need a hot therapist to talk to about my issues Sheepy: Haku: $200. Sheepy: CasCu: Eh? Sheepy: Haku: $200 an hour to talk to a therapist. Sheepy: CasCu:! Costly, but I can afford it! Sheepy: Haku: Okay. I'll call up Tristan later. Sheepy: CasCu:...Isn't that a man's name? Arsé-kun: Acu: Hey, wait. *he tugs on CasCu's hood. shattap for a sec* How much is it for the guy with Altzuh.. ... The senile lostman over here? Sheepy: Haku: Huh? Sheepy: Haku: It kinda depends on how obnoxious he is. Sheepy: Haku: Because Chaldea already pays me, servants don't need to unless they're obnoxious . Sheepy: Haku: In which case, I do to their wallet what Tepes probably wishes he could do directly to them. Arsé-kun: Acu: *snrk* That's understandable. He's clearly awful. Look how much he's definitely speaking. Sheepy: Haku: So in the case of the servant over there, it's free. For you it'd be free. For the caster... Sheepy: Haku:...$300 an hour. Sheepy: CasCu:?! Arsé-kun: Acu: Better make it worth a casino. Or something. Now are you gonna shut up, dog? Sheepy: CasCu:...*sigh* I'm exhausted Arsé-kun: Acu: Can't you answer a simple yes or no? *eyeroll* Let me free you of this burden, lady. *and he drags CasCu out of scene, exit left* Sheepy: Haku: Ah, the annoyance is gone. Arsé-kun: Tepes: *he drops the grin* I was going to initially leave you be, until I heard him harassing you. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Eheheh... Sheepy: Yan Qing: I forgot something! Sheepy: Haku: Thanks. Sheepy: Haku: Yan Qing, wait. We aren't done badtalking Tepes yet. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Your idea of badtalking him is gushing about what you like about him and then covering yourself by acting like it's negative! Arsé-kun: Tepes: You, unlike them, are fair game. You've got about five minutes to make yourself scarce, Assassin. Sheepy: Yan Qing: Why?! Arsé-kun: Tepes: Did you think I didn't hear you before? Shoo. Sheepy: Yan Qing:?!! Sheepy: *Yan Qing flees* Arsé-kun: Tepes: Now we're free of the annoyance. Sheepy: Haku: Too bad, we didn't finish badtalking you. Sheepy: Haku: *she gently takes Tepes's hand* I'm bored and on break, so let's do something fun. Arsé-kun: Tepes: Oh, certainly! What did you have in mind? Sheepy: Haku: I want to bug Dr. Roman. Arsé-kun: Tepes: Only if he isn't busy. Sheepy: Haku: Aw, fine. Arsé-kun: *Lets go bully the good doctor!* Sheepy: Haku: Dr. Roman!! Are you busy? Arsé-kun: Roman: *he VERY quickly switches tabs to an important looking document* Y-yes?? Sheepy: Haku: I saw that, don't worry about hiding it. Sheepy: Haku: People will find out you aren't working anyway once they find out no work is coming from you. Arsé-kun: Roman: *he sends off the important looking document* No, now I'm done working. Sheepy: Haku: Good, I've come to harass you because I'm bored and taking a break for once in a millennia. Arsé-kun: Roman: Then pull up a seat! Sheepy: *Haku pulls up a seat and joins Dr. Roman* Arsé-kun: *is everyone ready for about half an hour of an idol doing whatever she's doing this episode?* Sheepy: Bedivere: Dr. Roman, I have a - Ah, this is the one where I had to stand there and hold a light for him for two hours straight because he couldn't get his lines right. Arsé-kun: Roman: *instant pause and swivel, a maneuver he has mastered, before registering the rest of the sentence* I thought it being him was a big secret? Sheepy: Bedivere: Oh, I didn't notice these two. Sheepy: Bedivere: Well, it's fine, I suppose. Sheepy: Bedivere: Unless you mean I'm not supposed to know, and, well... Sheepy: Bedi: Unfortunately, it isn't exactly that much of a secret considering that the two names are almost exactly the same. Arsé-kun: Tepes: *he honestly doesn't give a damn, meanwhile* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Don't ruin the magic, Bedi!! Sheepy: Bedi: Oh. Sheepy: Bedi: Whoops, sorry. I'm so used to it that there isn't any magic to me. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh, is this the one I almost went off singing instead of my lines? Sheepy: Bedi: *There's a grin on his face. There's something ominous about it...* Sheepy: Bedi: Ah, I almost forgot about that. Arsé-kun: Merlin: You're cyberbullying me Sheepy: Bedi: How? Arsé-kun: Merlin: At this rate, everyone's gonna know it's me. Sheepy: Bedi: ...Oh, sorry. Sheepy: Bedi: Then, what should I do to make up for it? Sheepy: Bedi: Should I talk about embarrassing things you've done in the past to prove it isn't you because there's no way an idol like Magi Mari would do such things? Arsé-kun: *Roman decides this is far more entertaining, meanwhile* Arsé-kun: Merlin: No!! Or I'll do it to you! Sheepy: Bedi: I have embarrassing stories? Arsé-kun: *Merlin grins. Spoop* Sheepy: Bedi: I don't know what you're talking about. Sheepy: Bedi: You can't threaten me with that if I haven't a clue what you're referring to. Arsé-kun: Merlin: You walked into a glass door. More than once. I still have the tape. Sheepy: Bedi: ... Sheepy: Bedi: ...W-well, it'd be silly to waste my artillery to return that attack... Arsé-kun: Merlin: And so did I. Sheepy: Bedi: There's not much I can do to justify it other than being tired and it being new technology... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Multiple times. Despite knowing it was there. That's also on tape. Sheepy: Bedi: ?! Arsé-kun: Merlin: And what do you mean "new"?! It was glass! Sheepy: Bedi: !?!?!!? Sheepy: Bedi: But! Glass pane windows didn't exist back then! So...! Sheepy: Bedi: Why would I expect glass to block my path? Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's true. Who would? Sheepy: Bedi: You. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh, yeah! *he looks back to the group, minus Tepes, who doesn't care* There's a new ep coming out tomorrow, then I gotta film some more. Sheepy: Haku: I don't really understand the appeal. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'm cute and I think I'm funny. Sheepy: Bedi: So Magi Mari's only fan is Dr. Roman after all... Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's harsh. Sheepy: Bedi: It is? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I know there are more fans than that! By a long shot! Sheepy: Bedi: Name five people. Arsé-kun: Merlin: The subscription list begs to differ. Sheepy: Bedi: Name five people. Arsé-kun: Merlin: You, for starters. Sheepy: Bedi: I'm not a fan. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yeah, because you help me on it. You're the set manager. Sheepy: Bedi: Yes, exactly. Sheepy: Bedi: It'd be narcissistic if I was a fan. Sheepy: Bedi: It'd be like if you were a fan. Arsé-kun: Merlin: .... I feel lazy. You think I can get away with releasing all the blooper reels for a month or so? Sheepy: Bedi: No. Sheepy: Bedi: You've spoiled the content for your only fan. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I didn't say when! Sheepy: Bedi: It'll be easy to tell. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'm gonna make it subtle to spite you. Sheepy: Bedi: Good luck! I believe in you! Sheepy: *Bedi is smiling enthusiastically! He knows you can do it, Merlin!!* Sheepy: Bedi: I have come to both bring Hyde back and comment about the situation with the hopes that you have ideas about where we should go next. Arsé-kun: Roman: I got a report earlier saying that he tried to pawn off an arm to Rice-kun.. Sheepy: Haku: Dr. Roman probably can't even decide on what he'll eat for breakfast each morning... Arsé-kun: Roman: Hey! I'm better than that! Sheepy: Bedi: Ah, that's not what I was referring to, but it's technically related. Sheepy: Bedi: Organizations like this are like ants, I suppose. Sheepy: Bedi: Have you ever noticed that no matter how many ants you kill there's always another one there to replace it? Arsé-kun: Tepes: Until you kill the entire mound. Sheepy: Bedi: While the mission was certainly a success in helping fellow Servants, it was a failure in finding the "Queen Ant". Sheepy: Bedi: Yan Qing mentioned that the berserkers went on a killing spree and he was unable to capture anyone who would have knowledge about the higher ups. Sheepy: Bedi: Furthermore, he saw no one who looked important... Sheepy: Bedi:..Meaning that we've lost a very valuable resource this day. Arsé-kun: Merlin: we could summon some ghosts if we need to! Sheepy: Bedi: You'd need names and a face to do that. Sheepy: Bedi: Finally, I've seen no pattern to the servants they've been targeting Arsé-kun: Hyde: This is the last place I'm visiting! *he enters, carrying all those papers and folders, and that arm. Seems Rice-kun didn't like it much* Sheepy: Haku: Finally, someone who does their job around here. Sheepy: Bedi:....Hyde? What's that arm for? Arsé-kun: Hyde: It's a blunt force weapon! Sheepy: Bedi:... Arsé-kun: Hyde: You wanna have a real arm instead of that oven? You can have it! Sheepy: Bedi: You didn't cut that off of someone yourself, right...? Arsé-kun: Hyde: You wanna have a real arm instead of that oven? You can have it! Sheepy: Bedi: And.. certainly, there are times where I feel phantom limb... or when I get fed up with the inherit clumsiness of the Airgetlam... Arsé-kun: Hyde: Sadly! I missed all the fun! I just looted. *he drops the stack of papers and folders (and it's probably not light) on roman's lap. ow* You want it? It's for the low price of free. Sheepy: Bedi: But I'd rather not have someone else's arm... Sheepy: Haku: Great, thanks. Arsé-kun: *Bedi receives Someone Else's Arm!* Sheepy: Bedi: *hrk* Sheepy: Haku: Don't throw up. Sheepy: Bedi: *his face is a mix of horror, fear, and nausea* Sheepy: Haku: Tepes, could you disarm him-.... Sheepy: Haku: I meant take it off of his hands. Arsé-kun: Tepes: Certainly. *he takes it, and exits stage right* Sheepy: Haku: He actually left... Arsé-kun: Tepes: I'll be right back! Sheepy: Haku: You are? Arsé-kun: *Tepes would reply, but he has actually exited the scene. What's he up to? fuck idk* Sheepy: *Hey, Tepes! Who's the brunette there? The one babbling about Christianity to Yan Qing, who looks like he wants to escape?* Arsé-kun: Tepes: *this is perfect, he decides. There's a guy he wanted to punch, and also his senpai. He considers smacking Yan with the arm.* Sheepy: Yan Qing: *he gives Tepes a desperate look* Arsé-kun: Tepes: It's almost like you deserved a talk about how you need Jesus. Arsé-kun: Tepes: No idea. Your horse is trying to eat the tablecloth again. Sheepy: Georgios: ?! Sheepy: *Georgios looks over to Bayard* Sheepy: Yan Qing: ...What're you even talking about... Arsé-kun: *And Tepes takes the opportunity to deck Yan while the horse chews a tablecloth* Sheepy: Yan Qing: Ow! Sheepy: Georgios: ?! Sheepy: *Georgios whirls around, dropping the table cloth* Sheepy: Georgios: Did something happen? Arsé-kun: Tepes: "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you." *that's all he'll give on the matter* Sheepy: Yan Qing: You punched me! Sheepy: Yan Qing: I didn't punch you! Sheepy: Georgios: Violence is not the answer. If you hurt others, you stoop to their level. Arsé-kun: Tepes: It is considered acceptable to a monster when their wife is insulted. Sheepy: Georgios: ...Well, I can understand you being upset. However. Sheepy: Georgios: If you see yourself a monster, you will become one. You are more than that. Arsé-kun: Tepes: ... You are correct. My apologies. Sheepy: Georgios: No need to apologize to me. Sheepy: Georgios: The one you are hurting is yourself. Arsé-kun: *and then it was Tepes' turn to get religion-blasted. He actually understands what Georgios is saying, so no big deal. also yan has the arm now. cursed arm. hahahaha* Sheepy: Yan Qing: ... *Ugh* Sheepy: Yan Qing: What do you expect me to do with this? Arsé-kun: *Tepes shrugs* Sheepy: Yan Qing: I don't want it! Arsé-kun: Tepes: No one wants it! Sheepy: Yan Qing: Then get rid of it yourself! Arsé-kun: Tepes: Do it for me! I have a wife to be with! Sheepy: Yan Qing: What will you pay me? Arsé-kun: Tepes: With lunch. Sheepy: Yan Qing: .. Fine. Arsé-kun: Tepes: Thank you. Sheepy: *Yan Qing scurries off...* Arsé-kun: Tepes: I apologize for you having to see that, Saint. Sheepy: Georgios: No, no, this is evidence that I must work harder. Arsé-kun: Tepes: ... I was referring to the limb. Sheepy: Georgios: Where did it come from? Arsé-kun: Tepes: I'm not quite sure. A berserker picked it up. Sheepy: Georgios: I see. Arsé-kun: Tepes: Again, my apologies. Sheepy: Georgios: There's no need. Sheepy: Georgios: You were going to return to your wife, correct? Then go do so. Arsé-kun: Tepes: Thank you. *he heads back* Sheepy: Haku: Aw, Tepes is back. Arsé-kun: Tepes: Is that a bad thing? Sheepy: Haku: Well, now we can't trashtalk you. Arsé-kun: Tepes: Not again! Sheepy: Haku: What will I do if I can't do that? Sheepy: Haku: You're always nagging me to take a break and now you won't give me any ideas on how to spend it. Arsé-kun: Tepes: This is what you wanted to do, dear. Sheepy: Haku: Huh? Arsé-kun: Tepes: You wanted to bother the doctor, so here we are. Sheepy: Haku: Ah! Arsé-kun: *and Romani's shit is woefully unflipped.* Sheepy: *Haku sticks a sticker on Dr. Roman while he isn't looking...* Arsé-kun: Roman: What was that..? Sheepy: Haku: Nothing. Arsé-kun: Roman: Hmm.. *he looks away* Sheepy: *Haku waits a bit and then sticks another on him* Arsé-kun: *roman doesn't seem to notice that one* Sheepy: *Haku continues doing it* Arsé-kun: *Haku has not been discovered yet* Sheepy: *So she will continue doing this until Dr. Roman notices her or she runs out of stickers* Arsé-kun: *Roman eventually notices..* Arsé-kun: Roman: H-hey, what's the big deal?? Again?? Sheepy: Haku: There was a bug. Arsé-kun: Roman: That's what you said last time!! Sheepy: Haku: It came back. Arsé-kun: Roman: I can see the stickers! Sheepy: Haku: ... Sheepy: *Haku peels one off of the sticker page and sticks it on Dr. Roman's forehead* Arsé-kun: Tepes: She got the bug. Sheepy: Haku: Uhuh. Arsé-kun: Roman: Are you calling me a bug??? Sheepy: Haku: No. Arsé-kun: Roman: Are you sure?? Sheepy: Haku: You're taller than me, so how can you be a bug? Arsé-kun: Roman: ..... I didn't think about that part. Sheepy: Haku: Exactly. Arsé-kun: Hyde: ---Let me go, dammit! Sheepy: Bedi: You've proven yourself unable to walk in the right direction, so I've come to help you find your way back. Sheepy: Bedi: It'd be worrisome if you got lost, so we'll go back together! Arsé-kun: Hyde: I can tell my left from right! Are you calling me dumb?? Sheepy: Bedi: No, you misunderstand. Sheepy: Bedi: It's neither left nor right. Sheepy: Bedi: It's forward, you see? Arsé-kun: Hyde: The only thing in FRONT of me is this fucking dick wizard! Sheepy: Bedi: Oh, just so you know, his name is Merlin. Sheepy: Bedi: M-e-r-l-i-n. Arsé-kun: Hyde: Cut the sass before I cut you! Sheepy: Bedi: I don't know what you're talking about. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Nor do I! Sheepy: Bedi: You have difficulties with names so I was simply reinforcing the memory of his name. Arsé-kun: Hyde: I don't. Caaare. Sheepy: Bedi: Ah? Sheepy: Bedi: What was that? Sheepy: Bedi: You care? Sheepy: Bedi: Well, that's good. Arsé-kun: Hyde: Oh, shut up. Sheepy: Bedi: Talk more? Certainly. Sheepy: Bedi: Do you wish to know a very detailed account of the Hundred Year War? Arsé-kun: Hyde: Shut up, shut up, shut up! Sheepy: Bedi: You see, the Hundred Year War began in 1337. France and England fought the same war off-and-on until 1453. Arsé-kun: Hyde: SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP! Sheepy: Bedi: While the war technically was not a hundred years long, conflicts arose between France and Britain over that 116 year span. Arsé-kun: Hyde: SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUP Sheepy: Bedi: The war started due to Charles the IV of France dying without a son. No one truly had a claim to the throne due to how the rules worked back then, so Britain decided that it had more of a right to France's throne than France did. Arsé-kun: *Hyde more or less belts out an agonized scream* Sheepy: Bedi: *...he goes on, ignoring Hyde's complaints.* Sheepy: *This includes a detailed explanation for many of the conflicts...* Arsé-kun: Hyde: ........ I do one good thing in my life, and this is how you repay me? Sheepy: Bedi: Don't you feel enlightened? Arsé-kun: Hyde: I want to die. I'd let Jekyll stab us right about now. Sheepy: Bedi: Oh? You liked it? Arsé-kun: Hyde: Jekyll's already doing badly enough, don't make this half want to die too. Sheepy: Bedi: What happened to Jekyll? Arsé-kun: Hyde: Oh, fun stuff! Got chained down and bloodied up a bit! Kinda kinky if you ask me, but hoo boy! He didn't like it! Sheepy: Bedi: ... Arsé-kun: Hyde: If I hadn't taken the drivers' seat, we'd be doin' a whole lot of nothing! Sheepy: Bedi: So... he's emotionally damaged? Arsé-kun: Hyde: And cowering! Now shut up! Sheepy: Bedi: I see. I will then. Arsé-kun: Hyde: Now can we go hooome?? Sheepy: Bedi: We'll be there when we're there. Arsé-kun: *and then Merlin catches up. Seems he had a few words to give before hopping in the teleporter* Arsé-kun: Merlin: What'd I miss?? Sheepy: Bedi: Apparently, Jekyll is hurt Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh. Sheepy: Bedi: Hyde wants to go home so we should get on top of that. Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's rather out-of-character, isn't it? We'd better. Sheepy: *The three head home.* Arsé-kun: *They're greeted by Mozart, who definitely was not drawing a dick in the snow before hearing them approach. Nope. Ignore that.* Sheepy: Satoru: You're really good at making butterflies in the snow, Uncle Mozzy. Arsé-kun: Mozart: ... Ah, thank you. Here, this one will be for you. *and he starts an actual butterfly before looking up* Welcome back. Sheepy: Bedi: Thank you. Sheepy: *Bedi puts Hyde down* Arsé-kun: *This was a fatal mistake. Hyde just lies down in the snow.* Sheepy: Bedi:...Um, did you want me to carry you inside? Arsé-kun: Hyde: .... yeah. couldn't even go the full way, could you? Sheepy: *Bedi picks him up and heads inside* Arsé-kun: *and discovers the actual reason Mozart is Outside within ten seconds.* Sheepy: *Ozy and Gil are being obnoxious. Kogil is playing with Lobo... or trying to. Lobo couldn't care less about Kogil's presence* Sheepy: *By obnoxious, I mean that they're laughing a ton while playing chess. They're about even.* Sheepy: Kogil: You grab onto it and pull. Sheepy: Lobo: *he yawns* Sheepy: Kogil: Okay. Then we can go outside and then you'll chase this ball. Sheepy: Lobo: *he scratches an itch* Sheepy: Kogil: Enkidu! Why is he ignoring me? Arsé-kun: Enkidu: He doesn't like being told what to do. Arsé-kun: Enkidu: He just wants to nap, but these two won't stop howling. Sheepy: Kogil: That's fine. Sheepy: Kogil: They're really annoying Arsé-kun: Enkidu: I can understand why you would think that, young lord. Sheepy: Lobo: *he huffs and stands up* Sheepy: Kogil: There's no need to laugh during chess- Sheepy: *Lobo knocks the table over* Sheepy: Ozy: ?! Sheepy: Gil: What was that for, you oversized mutt? Sheepy: Kogil: Good boy! Arsé-kun: Enkidu: Lobo has decided you are both of equal skill, and that this was not the proper way to determine the better of the two. Arsé-kun: Enkidu: That, and he wants to sleep. Sheepy: Gil: What skill does a dog have at judging such things? Sheepy: *Lobo plops down on the fallen chess board. Time to sleep* Sheepy: Ozy: He's like a sphinx almost... Sheepy: Kogil: Oh, I guess he won't want to play fetch for a while...Now what? Arsé-kun: Enkidu: Wolf, my lord. He's far smarter than the average housepet. Sheepy: Gil: What's the difference? Sheepy: Gil: One's more barbaric than the other and apparently I should act like wolf is a compliment? Arsé-kun: Enkidu: It isn't a compliment? Wolves are wonderfully social creatures... Sheepy: Kogil: Well dogs act subservient, while wolves generally don't, right? Arsé-kun: Enkidu: That's right. Sheepy: Kogil: So wolves are more willing to be themselves instead of fitting into the social role they've been forced to take on. Sheepy: Gil: I doubt dogs or wolves think of that. Sheepy: Gil: Also, dogs are more social. Arsé-kun: Enkidu: My proper master is a wolf, my lords. I think I know what I am talking about. Sheepy: Gil: I've never cared for them Sheepy: Kogil: You treat Lobo like he's lower than you, but he's still technically a king... Sheepy: Kogil: According to the internet anyway. Sheepy: Gil: Dogs can't be king. Arsé-kun: Enkidu: Wolf. Sheepy: Gil: Whatever. Sheepy: Gil: In the end, the only difference is domestication. Sheepy: Gil: He'll play fetch. He plays with dog toys. He snarls at strangers. Sheepy: Gil: He just doesn't bark that often. Arsé-kun: Enkidu: .. A dog could do that as well. Sheepy: Kogil: Really? Sheepy: Kogil: Aww~ I was hoping he would be special... Sheepy: Kogil: Not that he isn't, but I mean in that respect. Sheepy: Lobo: *yawn* Sheepy: Gil: My lions are much better. Sheepy: Lobo: *growl* Sheepy: Gil: Don't threaten me, mongrel! Sheepy: Lobo: *he places a paw on the back of Gil's head (while facing him) and sharply pulls fowards before letting go. Bye Gil. I hope you like the floor.* Sheepy: *And then to shove how he feels about Gil's words directly into his face, he licks Kogil's face and nuzzles Enkidu.* Sheepy: Gil: Ow! Arsé-kun: Enkidu: Thank you, Lobo, but I do not think that helped much. Arsé-kun: Enkidu: We do not want unneeded violence between kings here.. Sheepy: Lobo: ? Arsé-kun: Enkidu: I'm saying not to fight. Sheepy: Lobo: *whine* Arsé-kun: Enkidu: Yes, that counted. Sheepy: Lobo: *he whines again and plops down on the ground* Arsé-kun: Enkidu: Please do not. Sheepy: *Lobo yawns* Arsé-kun: Enkidu: Am I keeping you up? So sorry. Sheepy: Lobo: *it's nap time* Arsé-kun: *And so, Enkidu returns to his #1 priority and picks Gil up off the ground* Sheepy: Gil: Who taught him to do that...? Arsé-kun: Enkidu: Who said anyone had to teach him? Sheepy: Gil: What? Arsé-kun: Enkidu: He's smart. He can figure things out. But are you okay? Sheepy: Gil: Of course. Arsé-kun: Enkidu: That's good. Sheepy: Kogil: *he pops his head out of the door* They're done. Arsé-kun: Mozart: Thank goodness. We'll be coming in shortly. Sheepy: Kogil: Just be careful - Lobo is sleeping. Arsé-kun: Mozart: So keep performances to my territory. Got it. Sheepy: Kogil: Yes, exactly! Arsé-kun: Mozart: Good to know. Satoru, lets head on inside. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. Arsé-kun: *so they Do* Sheepy: Satoru: Doesn't Lobo need a blanket? He'll be cold... Sheepy: Kogil: Lobo is covered with fur, so he won't be cold. Sheepy: Satoru: Oh! But why does Lobo have fur but we don't? Sheepy: Kogil: Um... We're sort of covered in fur? We've got hair on our body. It just isn't a lot... Sheepy: Satoru: You're right.... you're smart. Sheepy: Gil: Of course! He's a concept of myself! Meaning, I'm smarter! Sheepy: Satoru: Sorry, I didn't mean you when I said that. Sheepy: Gil:?! Cursed Child, who taught you such barb-filled remarks? Sheepy: Satoru: There's no barbs. I don't see any barbs. Arsé-kun: *Enkidu decides not to get involved in this one. He's gonna watch* Sheepy: Gil:...Ugh! I meant it figuratively! Sheepy: Satoru:? Sheepy: Gil: ... Arsé-kun: *Enkidu joins Satoru in just staring at Gil uncomfortably. He's still not involved, he swears.* Sheepy: Gil: Figurative speech. How do you not know figurative speech? Sheepy: Satoru: Figurative speech is when you say something you don't mean and expect the other person to read your mind. Sheepy: Satoru: Metaphorical language is personal to each person, so one person's connotation of a word anf the values it holds may be different than another's. Sheepy: Satoru: Such as, one person may see "My love is like a rose" as a metaphor for its beautiful, romantic nature. However, another may view it as thorny and dying off quickly. Sheepy: Satoru: In the end, figurative language adds one more layer of complication to language that isn't needed and only serves to confuse and occasionally emphasize a point. I prefer to take things literally until the other catches on that I'm not sure what they've trying to say. Sheepy: Gil: You're overthinking things. Arsé-kun: *Background Andersen wipes away a single, manly tear. Kids learn so quickly. He's so proud.* Sheepy: *If Satoru knew Andersen was proud of him he'd beam of joy.* Sheepy: Satoru: So then, what did you mean? Sheepy: Gil: I meant... pointed... no, sharp... ... Just forget it! Arsé-kun: Andersen: It was a sharp retort, a particularly smartassy response. I approve wholeheartedly. Sheepy: Satoru: Oh, okay. Sheepy: Satoru: *he seems somewhat pleased by the last part...* Sheepy: Gil: You are an adult. Act it and be a good influence, not one who praises him when he insults others. Sheepy: Kogil: You're an adult and you don't act it. Arsé-kun: Andersen: At least sometimes. Sheepy: Gil: I do! Arsé-kun: Andersen: Sometimes. You do... Oh, forget it. I get the feeling that now is not the time for me to add insult to injury. Sheepy: Gil: ?! What is it? Sheepy: Kogil: He's being merciful and you're asking for it anyway. Sheepy: Gil: Excuse me? Sheepy: Kogil: Nooothing~ Arsé-kun: Andersen: If I say what I wanted, promise me you'll do no harm to anyone present. Sheepy: Gil: Fine. Arsé-kun: Andersen: While you make a fantastic king and rulemaker, you are downright awful at talking to children. I haven't seen you speak to a single one like they're a normal human being. Sheepy: Gil: That's because they aren't. Arsé-kun: Andersen: Everyone is a fucking child at some point. You idiot. At least everyone normal- Oh! Wait! You refuse to acknowledge your own childhood! Sheepy: Gil: Hah. Hah. Wahahahahaha! Arsé-kun: Andersen: We'll now have ten minutes of that and him pretending I'm wrong. Time for an intermission. I have to piss. Sheepy: Gil: Foolishness! Sheepy: Gil: Cursed Child! Tell me, what is your favorite animal? Sheepy: Satoru: Rhinos. Sheepy: Gil: Clearly, children are not normal human beings! Arsé-kun: Andersen: They're people before people figure out maturity and logic. Now shut up before I take a leak right here. *exit scene* Arsé-kun: *Andersen re-enters scene five minutes later* Sheepy: Satoru: Andersen, is there something wrong with rhinos? Sheepy: Gil: Obviously. They're ugly. Arsé-kun: Andersen: No? Now hippos are another story. We won't delve into that. Sheepy: Satoru: Hippos? Sheepy: Satoru: They're okay. Arsé-kun: Andersen: They're jerks, I've been told. Sheepy: Gil: Rhinos are worse. Sheepy: Satoru: But... I like rhinos... Sheepy: Gil: Rhinos just sit around with birds on them all day. Arsé-kun: Andersen: So what is the issue? They have enough problems as is. Sheepy: Satoru: You don't contribute anything all day too but unlike rhinos you don't even give birds a place to sit. Arsé-kun: Andersen: As much as I'd love to agree, it's inaccurate. Sheepy: Satoru: He gives birds a place to sit? Arsé-kun: Andersen: No, he contributes. Sheepy: Satoru: He contributes? Sheepy: Satoru: Really? Arsé-kun: Andersen: More than I do. Arsé-kun: Andersen: .. And while I like to make that sound like a very low bar, I... *he crouches down, and reaches under the sofa, pulling out two full tomes of writing* Do a lot of work. Arsé-kun: Andersen: This isn't even where I keep my actual publication drafts. This is all scrapped concepts and planning. *he drops them. loud thud* Arsé-kun: Andersen: You can look if you want. I don't care much. I have duplicate copies. Sheepy: Satoru: Huh? That's a lot, though. Sheepy: Satoru: You shouldn't understate your worth, because people might start to believe that's true. Sheepy: Gil: In terms of battling, he's capable of very little. Sheepy: Gil: Writing is his forte, so I technically do more when it comes to contributing as a ... Sheepy: Gil: ... Heroic Spirit. Sheepy: Kogil: You don't. Sheepy: Gil: Shut up, brat. Sheepy: Kogil: You may be strong but you couldn't care less about Minako, so you only use a fraction of your power. Sheepy: Kogil: Meaning, compared to others, you may contribute a lot, But based on your abilities, you don't. Sheepy: Gil: I'm not wasting my energy on fighting her battles more than I have to. Sheepy: Kogil: No, it's because you're still stuck on the Master you actually grew to like. The one you'd do anything for. If you keep comparing everyone you serve to her, you'll keep finding Masters who get fed up with you. Sheepy: Gil: Silence, maggot! Arsé-kun: Andersen: He's not wrong, idiot tyrant. Sheepy: Gil: What do you know? Sheepy: Gil: The only one who summoned you was that disgusting nun. Arsé-kun: Andersen: She was definitely disgusting, I agree. I lived in a box... But that is irrelevant! Arsé-kun: Andersen: But you stay withdrawn with people you don't care about. Arsé-kun: Andersen: And you may or may not be trying not to show if you really do care. Just maybe? Sheepy: Gil: My point is that you know no one better than Minako. Sheepy: Gil: I've had two Masters in my time who have intrigued me. Sheepy: Gil: There's nothing interesting about Minako. Sheepy: Gil: I've simply found no one better yet because they're a rare few in the world of Magus. Arsé-kun: Andersen: Have I said I never had other masters? And so you say. Sheepy: Gil: You've had others? Sheepy: Gil: And simply, all magi have the same types of wishes. Sheepy: Gil: Power. Wealth. To bring someone back. To be what they are not. Sheepy: Gil: These wishes are so dull that I see no reason to help anyone achieve them. Sheepy: Gil: Power should be earned. Wealth should be earned. Death should not be reversed. They should not achieve their career goals artificially. Sheepy: Gil: If thoughts of greed drive their wish, I've got no interest in it. Sheepy: Gil: I've already m- Arsé-kun: Andersen: Lets see: Minako doesn't care about that. Nor that. Or that. And especially that. Wow! She fits all of your standards! Sheepy: Gil: She's pathetic. Sheepy: Gil: In the respect of wishes, there's simply no reason for me to assist her. Sheepy: Gil: As far as I can see, she has none. Sheepy: Gil: Which in my eyes, is worse than a generic wish. Arsé-kun: Andersen: Did you ever consider for ten seconds that this isn't a Holy Grail War? Sheepy: Gil: Andersen. Arsé-kun: Andersen: That's not an insult. I'm already afraid. Sheepy: Gil: For one who acts as though he has brains, he doesn't seem to use it. Arsé-kun: Andersen: Oh, there it is. Sheepy: Gil: Have you ever concerned why humans exist? Sheepy: Gil: It is to achieve their goals and to impact the world, even in the tiniest of ways. Sheepy: Gil: It is to follow their dreams and wish for what cannot be. Arsé-kun: Andersen: And maybe not every single person does these great obvious things. Sheepy: Gil: What is a human without a wish? Arsé-kun: Andersen: Someone who maybe just didn't figure it out yet. Sheepy: Gil: Someone who has no drive if they don't even bother seeking it Sheepy: Gil: I've seen what it's like for a Master to question their reason for existence. Their wish. Their purpose for fighting. It is this question that should drive them if they haven't come up with rhe answer. Sheepy: Gil: One who doesn't even go so far as to ask this question is not worth my time. There are many others out rhere who lust for my power but I've decided to give her a chance. Sheepy: Gil: I could leave at any time as I please, so the question stands: Will she try to find her dream before I give up on her? Arsé-kun: Andersen: Fuck if I know. Why don't you get off your ass and ask her yourself? Sheepy: Gil: You're the one who can read others. Arsé-kun: Andersen: I can't do it from four rooms away. Sheepy: Gil: So you've only interacted with her from four rooms away? Arsé-kun: Andersen: I never read about that detail! I can't do it if I can't see her! You read with your eyes! Sheepy: Gil: Fine, fine. Sheepy: Gil: Then I will speak with her. Sheepy: *Gil goes to talk to Minako* Sheepy: Gil: Mongrel! Arsé-kun: *Mink is... Not eating, for once. She's sorting craft essence cards* Arsé-kun: Minako: Mongrel! Sheepy: Gil: It is time to put those down and speak to your king! Sheepy: Gil: For my message is much more important than my usual very important statements. Arsé-kun: Minako: We're already speaking! How important could it be? Sheepy: Gil: I have closely examined your progress as a human since I have allowed you to have the honor of my presence. Arsé-kun: Minako: Am I getting a report card? Sheepy: Gil: You've given me no choice but to propose a challenge. Arsé-kun: Minako: Don't make me write an essay Sheepy: Gil: If you do not try to find your wish - what you would fight a Holy Grail War for - I will abandon you. Sheepy: Gil: That is my final decision, Mutt! Do not try to argue for lenience! Arsé-kun: Minako: What I would fight for? Other than keeping you guys alive? Hmmm.. Arsé-kun: Minako: Do I need an answer now? Sheepy: Gil: Foolishness. Sheepy: Gil: We fight for what you believe in. Sheepy: Gil: For what you dream of. Sheepy: Gil: If you wish to keep us alive, you should have never summoned us in the first place. Sheepy: Gil: However. I do not expect an immediate answer. Arsé-kun: Minako: Great. I can't keep up with a royal's sudden ability to spout philosophy! Sheepy: Gil: Hah. You must understand. Sheepy: Gil: Much like a Holy Grail War, those you fight all have a reason for fighting. Sheepy: Gil: Perhaps it's to accomplish a goal or to protect what they already have. Sheepy: Gil: You, a woman with no reason past your view of justice, will be consumed by their greed and fear. Sheepy: Gil: Greed and fear are more powerful than an artificial state like justice. Sheepy: Gil: For this reason, it's a waste for me to assist you because without a dream you'll die no matter what I do. Sheepy: Gil: Furthermore, your fighting without a reason past justice is selfishly stealing away the chance those you fight have to grant their wish. Arsé-kun: Minako: *she's thinking. this might take a few minutes* Arsé-kun: Minako: I'd like to keep what I have. We magus don't tend to live long. Arsé-kun: Minako: I'd go for a great hero of justice route, but I know better than that. Emiya's explained enough to shoot that down. Arsé-kun: Minako: The world doesn't need any major changes, and neither do we. Arsé-kun: Minako: And of course, we're not going full on world conquering. Too much work when you're at the top! Sheepy: Gil:...Hm. Sheepy: Gil: So then, you've got nothing? Sheepy: Gil: I see. Sheepy: Gil: That's unfortunate. Sheepy: Gil: You, the Magus, have no wish. I, however, do: to have a different Master. Arsé-kun: Minako: When did I say I was done thinking about it? You said I didn't need an immediate answer! Arsé-kun: Minako: And you don't need to be such a bully! If you want someone else so bad, why'd you come to me, huh? Sheepy: Gil: Because the one I want I can't have. Sheepy: Gil: Everything else in this world I can snatch up with ease. Arsé-kun: Minako: You can't grab grail mud, though. *she picks the ce cards back up and starts shuffling through them* Sheepy: Gil: I don't want grail mud. Arsé-kun: Minako: You want a ce with a cute kid on it? I have a bunch of those. Sheepy: Gil: What's that supposed to mean? Arsé-kun: Minako: One of these is good for crits, so it might help you out a bit? Arsé-kun: *Gil is handed Victor of the Moon and Another Ending* Sheepy: Gil: ... Arsé-kun: Minako: ... These are the ones you wanted, right? Sheepy: Gil: How did you know? Arsé-kun: Minako: You're not very subtle. Sheepy: Gil: ... Sheepy: Gil: I see. I should fix this, then. Arsé-kun: Minako: If you want to? I thought it was cute. Sheepy: Gil: Thought what was cute? Arsé-kun: Minako: The face you make when you see something you like! You look so excited! It's cute! Sheepy: Gil: Foolishness! I do no such thing! Arsé-kun: Minako: Okaaaayyyyy~ Sheepy: Gil: Do not speak lies like this? Sheepy: Gil: Do not speak like you know me, mutt! Arsé-kun: Minako: Make me? Sheepy: Gil: You know nothing Sheepy: Gil: And yet, you act like an expert. Arsé-kun: Minako: Well, yeah. You'll trample on me otherwise..! Sheepy: Gil: Trample? Arsé-kun: Minako: *she deepens her voice, which does nothing to make her sound similar to Gil* "Shut up, peasant, you're clueless and a peasant! I'm the king, I have a bigger brain, I don't have to listen to you! Huuuuurr, I'm gonna bone the king of Camelot!" Sheepy: Gil:...Hm. Arsé-kun: Minako: Something like that, but worded more eloquently and with you laughing for three hours. Sheepy: Gil: Would you rather I not inform you of what you must learn, and allow you to flounder instead? Arsé-kun: Minako: Oh, you can! Can't I tease you a little? Sheepy: Gil: You'll have to do better than that. Sheepy: Gil: A king must be wise yet cruel. If his subjects do not know their places, he will be overthrown. Sheepy: Gil: Being sweet and lovable like that brat shows weakness. Sheepy: Gil: Furthermore! I have had everything I've wished for in my life! The King of Knights has evaded me again and again. Her not throwing herself into my arms, yet being cruel by leading me on and then leaving is her most attractive trait. Arsé-kun: Minako: Gil, uh... If you catch her, then what are you gonna do? Did you think this through? You gonna let her loose in the forest and hunt her down like prey for fun? Sheepy: Gil: Foolishness. She is uncatchable, meaning that I can't catch her. Arsé-kun: Minako: You sure caught her that one night. Sheepy: Gil: Yes, yes. Sheepy: Gil: That is to give me occasional reinforcement so I don't give up. Sheepy: Gil: A "chance", but a chance that will never come to be. Arsé-kun: Minako: So you don't have everything in the world. Sheepy: Gil: Exactly. Sheepy: Gil: There's very few things i don't have, but i don't have everything. Arsé-kun: Minako: That'd be something... Owning literally everything? That's almost world domination. Sheepy: Gil: There was a time where I thought that that was what I wanted. Sheepy: Gil: Things are worth something until you've got them. Arsé-kun: Minako: So the best thing to have is some stuff and people around you, huh? Arsé-kun: Minako: ... Some people don't even have that. It must be awful. Sheepy: Gil: ... Sheepy: Gil: Yes. Arsé-kun: Minako: That's not fair at all. Sheepy: Gil: Life isn't fair. Arsé-kun: Minako: And neither is the grail. You think the grail would let people have happy families without shitting all over it? Sheepy: Gil: Hm. Arsé-kun: Minako: That'd be cool. Arsé-kun: *Unfortunately, Gil is then dragged off by Cu and Emiya, followed by Proto and Liz. They're gonna overthrow Gil* Sheepy: Gil: Let go of me, you grubby mutts! Arsé-kun: Liz: Down with the patriarchy! Sheepy: Gil: Shut it, Liz-ard! Arsé-kun: Liz: I'll scream! Sheepy: Gil: I'll kill you! Arsé-kun: Liz: I'll just come back! Battle continuation! Sheepy: Gil: I'll kill you a second time, then! Arsé-kun: Liz: Enjoy mopping up all the blood! Sheepy: Gil: That is not my duty. Arsé-kun: Liz: You're gonna have to wear the apron of shame! Sheepy: Gil: Hah! I will not! Arsé-kun: Liz: Frilly pi--iink approoon! Sheepy: Gil: You cannot make me. Arsé-kun: Liz: House rules! You make the mess, you clean it up! Sheepy: Gil: Foolishness! I am above the rules! Arsé-kun: Mozart: Can you two yell outside of someone else's room?? Sheepy: Gil: Fine. Arsé-kun: Liz: Awahh, fiiinne! Sheepy: Tristan: I call this one... "The Hungover Tune." Sheepy: *Tristan begins to play a cheery tune on his harp, mostly consisting of higher notes. The type of song that's good until you're in a bad mood. And then you want to strangle them.* Arsé-kun: Mozart: *he nods and listens. he understands that feeling* Sheepy: Tristan: *Once he finishes...* I would play this to Sir Kay when he was hungover, hence the name. Sheepy: Tristan: The others, too, of course, with the exception of Sir Bedivere in the rare occasion the festivities tempted him into drinking. Mostly, however, Sir Kay was the target. Arsé-kun: Mozart: I understand. Did he rightfully deserve it? Sheepy: Tristan: Ah, he's obnoxious. Sheepy: Tristan: I feel like everyone dislikes him in some respect, and from that we grow closer. With the exception of Sir Bedivere, of course. I'm curious as to how they met, since Sir Bedivere somehow tolerates his behavior despite being strict... Arsé-kun: Mozart: Perhaps they've known each other long enough to t-*he flinches as Liz- and it's definitely liz- making some unholy noise* tolerate it. Sheepy: Tristan: Ah. So long enough to punish me for tormenting Sir Kay... Arsé-kun: Mozart: That seems possible.. Arsé-kun: Mozart: ... I'm relatively tired of hearing whatever it is that is happening. Could you step out for a moment? There's something I'd like to do. Sheepy: *Tristan leaves* Arsé-kun: Mozart: ... You, too, Satoru. Just for a minute or so. Sheepy: Satoru: ...OK. Sheepy: *Satoru follows Tristan* Arsé-kun: *Mozart closes the door. musical magic sounds. yippee motherfucker* Sheepy: Satoru: Ah, he's drowning his sorrows in music. Sheepy: Tristan: Like me... Arsé-kun: Mozart: *he cracks the door open* Incorrect. Have you seen a theater before, Satoru? Sheepy: Satoru: Nuh-uh. Arsé-kun: Mozart: You will now. Come on in. Sheepy: Satoru: Masato once tried to drag me to one and I played dead. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. Sheepy: *Satoru enters* Arsé-kun: *to an empty theater.* Arsé-kun: Mozart: I haven't shown you my proper territory, have I? Sheepy: Satoru: When did this get here? Arsé-kun: Mozart: When I will it to be here. It's an extension of my magecraft. Sheepy: Satoru: You're magical. Arsé-kun: Mozart: I am a caster, after all. Tristan, you may return as well. Sheepy: *Tristan joins them.* Arsé-kun: Mozart: This is much better for performing, is it not? Sheepy: Tristan: Yes, definitely. Arsé-kun: Mozart: Take a seat wherever you'd like. I don't mind. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. Sheepy: Satoru: *he chooses a nearby seat* Arsé-kun: Mozart: *he pulls out a trumpet from under a nearby seat* Ah, so that's what I placed here. Sheepy: Satoru: It's my second favorite instrument. Arsé-kun: Mozart: My apologies. I haven't made a banana an instrument yet. Sheepy: Satoru: That's okay. I have a new favorite. Arsé-kun: Mozart: What this week? Sheepy: Satoru: The fridge. Sheepy: Tristan: I see, you have interesting tastes. Sheepy: Satoru: So did the weird food in the back of the fridge. Sheepy: Satoru: Cu Chu took it from me angrily and said it could make me sick. He threw it away. I was sad. Arsé-kun: Mozart: He's right, you know. Sheepy: Satoru: Why? Arsé-kun: Mozart: Stale food is bad for you, that's why. Sheepy: Satoru: But if nobody gives it a home it'll be sad. Arsé-kun: Mozart: Okay. Sheepy: Satoru: You agree? Arsé-kun: Mozart: I didn't say that. Sheepy: Satoru: Huh? Sheepy: Satoru: But... Arsé-kun: Mozart: .... *hehehe. butt* Sheepy: Satoru: Why don't you? Sheepy: Satoru: If you were old and stinky I'd still love you. Arsé-kun: Mozart: Is that why Vlad is still here? *he grins. potshot TAKEN* Sheepy: Satoru: I love my dad. I hope he stays. Arsé-kun: Mozart: Why wouldn't he? Either way, this isn't what we're here for. Sheepy: Satoru: ? Arsé-kun: Mozart: *he toots the horn* Sheepy: Satoru:! Sheepy: Tristan: Ah. Yes. Sheepy: Tristan: Do you know how to play? Here, join us. Sheepy: Satoru: No. Uncle Mozzy tried to teach me but I got frustrated and gave up. Sheepy: Tristan: Why? Sheepy: Satoru: Because some things sound the same to me but they don't to everyone else, and other stuff just sounds like noise to me but to others it doesn't. Sheepy: Tristan: That is... ironic. Arsé-kun: Mozart: Isn't it? Sheepy: Tristan: Yes, considering that he is your master. Arsé-kun: Mozart: It's fine. I've learned to make sure my pitch changes are easily detectable when I play for him. Sheepy: Tristan: How kind of you. Sheepy: Tristan: I'll do my best to adapt. Arsé-kun: Mozart: You'll do fine. Let me get something with a wider range of tones, first. Sheepy: Tristan: Go ahead. Arsé-kun: *Mozart heads to the stage, and then goes offstage.* Sheepy: Satoru:? Arsé-kun: *Mozart returns a few minutes later, keyboard under his arm* Sheepy: Satoru: It's the flat piano. Arsé-kun: Mozart: It is. Sheepy: Satoru: I like the flat piano. Arsé-kun: Mozart: I'm glad to hear that. Arsé-kun: *The keyboard is turned on, and Mozart does a quick scale to warm up before beginning to play* Sheepy: *Satoru watches silently. Tristan is impressed by Mozart.* Sheepy: Tristan: *He isn't sure if it's Mozart's relaxing tune or what, but he's starting to feel exhausted... his head droops.* Arsé-kun: Mozart: *he stops playing rather abruptly, nearly dropping the keyboard* Sheepy: Satoru: ...? Sheepy: *Satoru is fidgeting uncomfortably...* Arsé-kun: *Everyone is unceremoniously dropped back into Mozart's room. His keyboard does not come with* Sheepy: Satoru:.....Something's not right... Sheepy: Tristan: *he lets out an exhausted sigh* Perhaps... this is death finally claiming me...to drag me down to the burning fires of pain and sin... for my adulterous acts and running from my responsibilities... Arsé-kun: Mozart: ... m-hm... *he struggles to sit up* ... Shut up, Tristan. Sheepy: Tristan: But I didn't expect death to feel quite like this...My body is going limp... Sheepy: Tristan: And...It feels so cold... I don't like the cold... Sheepy: Satoru: *he hesitantly stands* Should I get Grandpa? He might know what to do. Arsé-kun: Mozart: .... Yes. Sheepy: Satoru: *he turns and hunts down Moriarty* Arsé-kun: *Mori is sitting on the stairs. He, too, seems exhausted* Sheepy: Satoru: Grandpa? Arsé-kun: Mori: You. Basement. We're under attack..! Sheepy: Satoru: ...? *he nods, confused, and rushes to the basement* Arsé-kun: Vlad: *he picks up Satoru the moment he sees him* What is happening upstairs..? Sheepy: Satoru: But... why? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Don't know. Don't care. Sheepy: Satoru: What do we do? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Stay. Need to get through me if anyone wishes harm to you. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. Sheepy: Satoru: Will Grandpa be okay? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Don't know. Sheepy: Satoru: Are you okay? Arsé-kun: Vlad: For now. Sheepy: Satoru:...Okay. Sheepy: *Satoru still seems scared but has at least stopped asking questions.* Arsé-kun: Vlad: *he's keeping his attention on the stairs. He hasn't put Satoru down yet* Arsé-kun: *No one tell Satoru about Apo* Sheepy: *like the part that vlad was scary?* Arsé-kun: *No, he'd like that. The part where vlad died* Sheepy: *OH* Arsé-kun: Vlad: .... There's a fight. I can hear it. Sheepy: Satoru: Something's wrong... Arsé-kun: Vlad: ... What was the first clue? Sheepy: Satoru: I started to feel strange and then Uncle Mozzy fell over. Arsé-kun: Vlad: ... I can't say you're wrong. Arsé-kun: Vlad: .... I think I may have to fight. Arsé-kun: Vlad: ... ... *he frowns* I will. It's suddenly quiet upstairs. Sheepy: Satoru: Where do I go, then...? Arsé-kun: Vlad: ... Coffin. I'll guard it. Sheepy: Satoru: OK. Arsé-kun: *Vlad closes the lid. Satoru is now Safe™* Arsé-kun: Vlad: ... All right in there? Sheepy: Satoru: Uhuh. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Good. Arsé-kun: *And so, some shmuck of a grunt managed to get into the basement. They survive for about fifteen seconds. Now Vlad is powered up, and there's a pile of dust.* Sheepy: *Rest in pieces.* Arsé-kun: *Very many microscopic pieces* Sheepy: *Satoru is going to try to forget the noises of that.* Arsé-kun: *Satoru will probably succeed* Sheepy: *Hopefully* Arsé-kun: *And so, the basement is quickly flooded by grunts, most of which who are Probably dying in increasingly gory ways. Satoru does not need to see any of it.* Sheepy: *That's good, because he doesn't want to* Arsé-kun: *Then all the noise stops.* Sheepy: Satoru: ... ? Sheepy: Satoru: *he pokes his head out* Arsé-kun: Masanori: Good afternoon, sire. I regret to inform you that you are no longer in safety. Sheepy: Satoru: ?! Sheepy: Satoru: G-go away! Arsé-kun: Masanori: I will be shortly. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay! Go, go! I never want to see you again! Arsé-kun: Masanori: You've grown brave. Who taught you? They have my commendations. Sheepy: Satoru: Y-you don't live here anymore! Arsé-kun: Masanori: Correct, and thank goodness. There's nothing stopping me anymore. Sheepy: Satoru: Stopping...you....? Sheepy: Satoru: If there's nothing stopping you from not living here, then go move! Far away! So I never have to think about you again! Arsé-kun: Masanori: I'm glad you can still echo my words like a parrot with dementia. I only came here for one thing, after which I will leave. Sheepy: Satoru: One thing? Arsé-kun: Masanori: Just one. You have my word. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay! Then go take it and leave me alone! Arsé-kun: Masanori: That's going to be a bit difficult, I will admit. Sheepy: Satoru: Difficult...? Arsé-kun: Masanori: I can't both take it, and leave you alone. It's very simple. *and he opens the coffin. Satoru, try to ignore the room's new paintjob.* Sheepy: Satoru: D...don't... come any closer... Sheepy: Satoru: I-I'll... Sheepy: Satoru: *he does a pretty bad imitation of Kintaro. Let him believe that he's threatening* I'll mess you up! Arsé-kun: Masanori: What will you do, welp? The only power you have comes from your "family". Sheepy: Satoru: Uh! No! Sheepy: Satoru: My family is really strong! But I can deal with you myself! Sheepy: Satoru: So! Don't come any closer! Or I'll do it! Arsé-kun: Masanori: Prove it. Sheepy: Satoru: *he holds out his right hand shakily* Y-you've got five seconds to run, you... you monster! Okay! One...! Arsé-kun: Masanori: This should prove to be entertaining. Go on. Sheepy: Satoru: No! You're supposed to leave! Arsé-kun: Masanori: I already told you. Not until I have what I want. Sheepy: Satoru: Thr-uh! Two! Arsé-kun: Masanori: Your first servant is a math professor and you messed that up? Sheepy: Satoru: Uh! Sheepy: Satoru: Th...three... Three means that you should go now! Arsé-kun: Masanori: I'm so terrified. Hoo-wee. Sheepy: Satoru: You should be! Arsé-kun: Masanori: I've never been afraid of you. Sheepy: Satoru: E...eh.... Sheepy: Satoru: But... Sheepy: Satoru: Th-the monster always dies in the end... so... Arsé-kun: Masanori: Who lied to you? Everyone dies in the end. Sheepy: Satoru: No! Sheepy: Satoru: Only you do! Arsé-kun: Masanori: We'll see about that. What happened to four? Sheepy: Satoru: That's the number of death so you should be dead now! Sheepy: Satoru:....Five! *he closes his eyes. nothing happens.* Arsé-kun: Masanori: Would you look at that. It's absolutely nothing. Sheepy: Satoru: Um..um... Sheepy: Satoru: I'm just sparing you! Sheepy: Satoru: Okay! Go away! Bye! Arsé-kun: Masanori: How cute. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay!!!! It's time for you to go!!!!!! Arsé-kun: Masanori: Sure thing, sire. *he goes to grab Satoru* Sheepy: Satoru: NO! Sheepy: Satoru: GO AWAY! Arsé-kun: Masanori: I already told you- I will once I have what I want. Sheepy: Satoru: LEAVE ME ALONE! Arsé-kun: Masanori: No can do. *grab successful* Sheepy: Satoru: LET GO! LET GO! Sheepy: Satoru: I HATE YOU! Arsé-kun: Masanori: That's wonderful. I don't care. Sheepy: Satoru: I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! LET GO! Arsé-kun: Masanori: Don't make me muzzle you. Sheepy: Satoru: *he grabs Masanori's cheek and tugs* Arsé-kun: Masanori: You little brat..! Sheepy: Satoru: LET GO! Arsé-kun: Masanori: Fine. I will. *and he drops Satoru. into a sack. he's doing this the old fashioned way* Sheepy: Satoru: N...no...! Arsé-kun: Masanori: Be glad I won't toss you into a river when I'm done with you. Sheepy: Satoru:... ... Arsé-kun: Masanori: I'm on strict orders not to harm you. That's the only reason I'm being so nice about this. Sheepy: Satoru:...*he lets out a soft whine* Arsé-kun: Masanori: What delightful conversation. We'll be going now. Sheepy: *Satoru doesn't respond* Arsé-kun: *and Masanori more or less walks out with him, unscathed.* Sheepy: *Satoru has since given up and is playing dead* Arsé-kun: *Masanori: 1. Satoru and friends: 0*