#cay making shit more complicated than necessary

[basicallyjustmuggleremuslupin]

"I love you," ain't that the worst thing you ever heard?

[bad-draft-stuff]

c. AU 3

spoopy

Sheepy: *Nobody likes math class (except nerds (like me)). You know what's worse than math class? Math class but with very loud nearby combat noises!* Arsé-kun: *Local math major Kay is annoyed. Local math professor Moriarty is EXTREMELY annoyed.* Sheepy: *Christo looks into the classroom.* Sheepy: Christo: Do you mind if we stay here? Some man with a sword came in and stabbed our professor. Arsé-kun: Mori: I suppose so. Just do not interrupt. Arsé-kun: *Kay just heavily sighing in the background.* Sheepy: Christo: We won't, but... Should we be calling an authority? Arsé-kun: Mori: Under normal circumstances, yes. However, if what I can hear is correct, then it is an exceptional, excluded circumstance. Sheepy: Il: Ah, worry not. If he passes, I will simply pray for his soul to reach a better place. Sheepy: Il: I have learned from otome games that those with swords are usually main characters and therefore intercepting them is getting in the way of their destiny. Sheepy: Christo: ...We're sure we should leave them like this? Arsé-kun: Mori: Would you rather be there in person? Sheepy: Christo: Well, no. Arsé-kun: Mori: Then let us stay put. Sheepy: Il: In otome games, such a scene usually ends in a confession of love to the protagonist. Sheepy: *There's another loud crash before the noise suddenly ceases.* Arsé-kun: *Kay stops doing classwork to stare in the direction of the door* Sheepy: Christo:...I'll go check. Arsé-kun: Mori: Give it a couple of minutes. It may not be over. Sheepy: Il: Correct. It might be time for one of them to make decisions that'll impact them permanently. Arsé-kun: Kay: *he raises his hand* When we're dismissed, should we take the stairs on the west side to avoid all that mess?? Arsé-kun: Mori: I recommend it. Avoid the elevator. Sheepy: Il: Stairs... Sheepy: Il: Hmm... Sheepy: Il: We have to? Arsé-kun: Mori: If a human child can do it, so can you. Sheepy: Il: A human child was taught at a young age... Sheepy: Il: My data on "stairs" is incomplete. Sheepy: Il: I will fall. Arsé-kun: Mori: Fine, you may be the exception. To everyone else, please use the stairs. Sheepy: Satoru: I want to see what happened. Arsé-kun: Mori: Absolutely not. Sheepy: Satoru: It's safe. Il said everyone is dead. Sheepy: Il: No... Sheepy: Il: It could mean anything. The room could be empty. Arsé-kun: Kay: [text: to Bedi] Please tell me yor headed to class because I need an outside view of the math building, Grif may or may not have made good on his promise Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Kay] I am. Thisconcerns me. Give me a moment. Arsé-kun: Kay: [text: to Bedi] he busted in mid class and Merlin's class is hiding in here now. And I have no idea where Merlin is Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Kay] The science professor appears to be dead and Grif is prodding him with a stick... Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Kay] There's some weird substance, too. It looks gooey, except I think it's moving. Arsé-kun: Kay: [text: to Bedi] I no longer want to know. Thanks! Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Kay] My apologies. I think it's safe to say Merlin's class is cancelled for today. Are you sure he isn't there? Arsé-kun: Kay: [text: to Bedi] I'd hear him if he was. Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Kay] I'll try texting him, then. That worries me, considering the damage I see. Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Kay] The window looks to be shattered and the professor's body is battered, implying the room's broken up too. Please be careful. Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Merlin] Merlin? Where are you? Arsé-kun: Merlin: [text: to Bedi] Math building. Didn't feel like hiding somewhere so I'm buying snacks and I can see you from here! Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Merlin] Are you okay? Are you hurt? Do you need help? Arsé-kun: Merlin: [text: to Bedi] I'm fine, babe! You want a cinnamon roll? Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Merlin] You're alright? Thank goodness. I was about to rush in and find you myself. Please be more careful. I get the feeling that he might not care too much who he hits. Arsé-kun: Merlin: [text: to Bedi] He was careful! Only teach was hit! Unless you mean masks mcbitch, in which case nah, he was kinda careful too for some reason! Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Merlin] Good. I'm glad you weren't at any risk. Arsé-kun: Merlin: [text: to Bedi] I appreciate it!! Arsé-kun: Merlin: [text: to Bedi] Thanks for asking! Do you want me to come down there and walk you to class? Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Merlin] I'd like that, thank you. Arsé-kun: *Merlin casually strolls out of the building a couple of minutes later with two cinnamon buns. He gives one to Bedi* Sheepy: Bedi: Thank you! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Of course! Lets get out of here before they start round two! Sheepy: Bedi: I wonder... if your class will be taken up by a new professor? Or are you stuck with him... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Now that what he is has been given away, we're probably allowed to throw things at him when he's an ass. Sheepy: Bedi: I hope that works. Sheepy: Bedi: But you're right, let's make distance before we get involved. Arsé-kun: *They make distance. Mori's math class and Christo's science class have been dismissed, meanwhile.* Sheepy: *Grif is still hanging out by the body.* Arsé-kun: Kay: *distantly* Grif, you fuckin' idiot, I have several things to bitch at you about and if you look like shit I AM going to cry on you! Sheepy: Grif:...? Ah... Kay's nearby. ...I think I look fine. Injuries sustained are minor. Arsé-kun: Kay: *he enters the scene from around the corner and freezes up. No, Grif, you do not look as fine as you think you do.* Sheepy: Grif: Hello. Worry not. Only some of this is my blood. Arsé-kun: Kay: That doesn't... That doesn't help! Sheepy: Grif: What? Sheepy: Grif: I see... it should be more of mine next time. Arsé-kun: Kay: NO! Sheepy: Grif: Ah, it’s because of the blood in general, isn’t it. Arsé-kun: Kay: Duh! Obviously! Sheepy: Grif: However, I am not unknown to bleeding out. This is but a scratch. Sheepy: Grif: I’ll try bleeding less. Arsé-kun: Kay: And could you not do this in the middle of class?! Sheepy: Grif: ? Sheepy: Grif: I had to. Arsé-kun: Kay: You really didn't! Sheepy: Grif: It was the only time slot. Arsé-kun: Kay: And if someone got hurt?? Then what, you fuck? Sheepy: Grif: Nobody would get hurt. Arsé-kun: Kay: Ugh. You're hopeless. Be cleaned off by the time you get home or I might vomit. Sheepy: Grif: I'm very controlled in combat. Sheepy: Grif: Where do I clean myself if not home? Arsé-kun: Kay: Shredding someone to pieces doesn't sound controlled to me. And fuck if I know. Sheepy: Grif: ......... Sheepy: Grif: ? Sheepy: Grif: It's controlled. Arsé-kun: Kay: Sure!! Okay! I'm going home to do homework now! Sheepy: Grif: But where will I get clean if I can't go home? Arsé-kun: Kay: Where'd you do it beforehand??? Sheepy: Grif: I did it in the closest body of water. Arsé-kun: Kay: Well, have fun! Unless you can find a way to come in without bleeding out the whole way there! Sheepy: Grif: Uh...... Sheepy: Grif: Maybe I'll die and use the dorm as a respawn spot. Sheepy: Grif: ..............Ha. Ha. Ha. Sheepy: Grif: It's a joke. Arsé-kun: Kay: Okay, fine, forget it. Just go home and clean up before someone else sees you! Sheepy: Grif: Fine. Sheepy: *Grif begins heading home.* Arsé-kun: *Kay just turns away from all that mess and decides to get a coffee* Sheepy: Il: Do humans have a sense of taste? Sheepy: Il: Is that how they can handle coffee? Otome games say they do... however, to be capable of enjoying coffee... Perhaps this data is faulty. Sheepy: Il: I'll update my data. Only some have a sense of taste. Sheepy: Il: I remembered you had a blood draw and wanted to see your current state. Are you still sick, Cai? Arsé-kun: Kay: Eh? No. Now don't remind me. Sheepy: Il: ? Sheepy: Il: I won't remind you of it any longer. Sheepy: Il: You seem nice, and I was concerned. Sheepy: Il: However. I will not tell you why I was concerned. You can't be reminded. Arsé-kun: Kay: ... I just meant the bloodwork part. What did you want? Sheepy: Il: Want...? Arsé-kun: Kay: Ugh. What did you want to ask? Sheepy: Il: You seemed nice so I followed you. Arsé-kun: Kay: What were you concerned about? Sheepy: Il: Your health. Arsé-kun: Kay: Neat. Sheepy: Il: That's what my friend calls me! Arsé-kun: Raph: *piping up from the sidelines* Il, did you ditch Christo again? Sheepy: Il: He wandered off so I let him. Sheepy: Il: I am confident he can handle himself. Sheepy: Il: Unless... Perhaps he gets lonely easily? He could be considered "tsun"... Arsé-kun: Raph: I asked because I was more concerned about you. Sheepy: Il: I appreciate this sentiment. I get lonely easily. Sheepy: Il: However, I did not get lonely. Arsé-kun: *in the background, Wilbur chugging black coffee from the pot, completely straight. black and bitter probably like his soul. edgy* Arsé-kun: Raph: That's good to hear. Would you like me to get you a chocolate milk? Sheepy: Il: I'd appreciate it, thank you. Arsé-kun: *Raph gets Il a chocolate milk* Sheepy: Il: Thank you. Sheepy: Il: I have yet to be able to figure out why I have been banned from kitchens and making purchases... however, it doesn't affect me. Arsé-kun: Raph: As a general rule, setting fire to a kitchen and spending far more than necessary are both frowned upon. Sheepy: Il:...? Sheepy: Il: But only in general... Sheepy: Il: It could always be the exception. Arsé-kun: Raph: There is never a good time to light a kitchen on fire. Sheepy: Il:........ Sheepy: Il: So raw food is the only choice... Arsé-kun: Raph: No! Sheepy: Il: Unfortunate... I like pancakes. Arsé-kun: Raph: I said the kitchen, meaning a large portion of it being on fire. The stove is fine. Sheepy: Il: How complicated. Cooking truly is a challenge... Arsé-kun: Raph: Not really.. Sheepy: Il: Eventually, I will try to learn. According to otome games, cooking is a very desirable trait. Sheepy: Il: It seems that it's seen as dependable, yet also a pleasant surprise... Sheepy: Il: Ah... I suddenly remembered. Sheepy: Il: In the future, what should I do in the situation of a student trying to kill a professor? Arsé-kun: Raph: That is usually something you'd want to non-fatally stop. If this changes I'll let you know. Sheepy: Il: I see. Sheepy: Il:...... Sheepy: Il: I didn't. Sheepy: Il: May his soul rest in peace... Arsé-kun: Raph: Let me try again. You'd want to non-fatally stop unless the teacher is not mortal. Then it's less priority. Sheepy: Il: Yes, a student attacked a professor today and both went out the window. Sheepy: Il: We listened and let them be. Arsé-kun: Raph: I heard about it. As that was the grounds' security and not actually a student, it's allowed. Sheepy: Il: Security can commit crimes as they stop crimes. Arsé-kun: Raph: We'll work on the exact details later. Arsé-kun: *Visible from outside the café's window, is Herb wheeling away a wheelbarrow filled with black. And a few human-looking limbs hanging out but mostly black. Rest in several pieces Mr. Nyarly "Kashihara" Thotep, biology teacher from Hell* Sheepy: Il: Look, there he goes now. Arsé-kun: Raph: Luckily the teacher isn't mortal. Sheepy: Il: Yes. I still detect life from him. Arsé-kun: Raph: That's...... Fortunate. *he's conflicted on this* Sheepy: Il: So is the student, although he has gone home. Arsé-kun: Raph: That is much better to hear. Sheepy: Il: Despite his fear of blood, Cai approached him and scolded him... Ah, listening in on others' conversation is wrong, and yet I cannot help myself. Arsé-kun: Raph: When someone may need medical assistance, it is not as much of a bad thing. But that is interesting. Sheepy: Il: No, I just do it when I think the conversation will interest me. Arsé-kun: Raph: Not as good. Sheepy: Il: You never feel tempted to do that? Arsé-kun: Raph: Not with medical situations. Sheepy: Il: I'm not interested in that. Arsé-kun: Raph: ... You did say something very interesting though. *he leans in a bit* Kay approached him despite visible blood? Sheepy: Il: Yes. Arsé-kun: Raph: That's unusual. Sheepy: Il: It must be the power of love! That's what helps people surpass their fears in otome games. Arsé-kun: Raph: I might have to agree with you on this one. Sheepy: Il: One day I would like to experience such emotions that would make me capable of doing the impossible. Arsé-kun: Raph: I recommend it. Sheepy: Il: Have you felt it? Arsé-kun: Raph: Mayybe. Mayyyybe not. Sheepy: Il:...! What is it like? Sheepy: Il: Is it as fun as it seems? Arsé-kun: Raph: Sometimes! Sheepy: Il: So you've experienced it multiple times, or perhaps for a long duration for one person... Sheepy: Il: I want to know more. Arsé-kun: *Raph starts telling a story. What it is about will be determined later* Sheepy: *Il is fascinated!* Arsé-kun: Raph: ---But see here, the problem is that I couldn't just ask them out. He likes girls. But I was happy that he was happy, and that is another form of love. Sheepy: Il: Unrequited love... Arsé-kun: Raph: It was unfortunate, and it took some time to get over, but we're still friends and he's happily married. Arsé-kun: Raph: But I'm glad he's happy. That's what matters. Sheepy: Il: I have seen this phenomenon in otome games... Sheepy: Il: It usually leads to rude remarks towards the heroine's love interest. Sheepy: Il: However, feeling happiness... Sheepy: Il: Updating [Unrequited Love]. Sheepy: Il: I would like to feel this kind of love... To feel joy at another's good fortune... Arsé-kun: Raph: I'd like for you to feel any emotion at all. Sheepy: Il: My emotions are real. I made them. Arsé-kun: Raph: You made this? Sheepy: Il: Yes. Arsé-kun: Raph: That's progress. Keep it up. Arsé-kun: *these two are out here having a philosophical conversation about love still and Wilbur may as well deep throat the entire coffee machine by now in the background. This man's blood is 99.99% coffee beans* Sheepy: *wilbur that's how you die* Sheepy: Il: I learned them from otome games. Now I am using them. Arsé-kun: *Wilbur said "nah" to dying and just keeps getting more coffee.* Sheepy: *wilbur no* Sheepy: Misyr: Leave some for the rest of us, will you? Ahahaha... I wanted to try a new blend, but even so... Sheepy: Misyr: You can't be enjoying it by drinking it so quickly, can you? Arsé-kun: Wilbur: *he stops to give Misyr a dirty look* If I was drinking this for my own enjoyment, I would at least make it well. Sheepy: Misyr: What other reason is there? Arsé-kun: Wilbur: You can ask everyone else here that question and get the same answer- We're all tired as hell. Sheepy: Misyr: For the caffeine... Sheepy: Misyr: That would explain the taste. Sheepy: Misyr: For the caffeine... Sheepy: Misyr: That would explain the taste. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: It's terrible, it's budget-focused, and it's trash. But it does the job. Sheepy: Misyr: I'd offer to work here if I didn't have so much work. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: You'd never have a break again. Sheepy: Misyr: Mmm... Nope, can't do it. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: They never last long anyway. Sheepy: Misyr: I've got a strict schedule so I don't think I could fit it in. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: That's about what I expected. Sheepy: Misyr: If I had the time, I would do it. Sheepy: Misyr: But the whole "no breaks" deal... Arsé-kun: Wilbur: If there was any available staff, it would be simpler. There is not, ergo, the circumstances are as I said. Sheepy: Misyr: There's no one interested in doing it? If there were enough people and they were paid, they could take shifts. Sheepy: Misyr: I could even help in that case. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: No one wants a job here. We're too close to the path borders, and it's a chaotic hellzone where schedules are more suggestions than anything. Sheepy: Misyr: Man, everything changed with what happened off the path... Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Obviously. There's nothing unaffected by it. Sheepy: Misyr: Nothing? Really? I'm sure there's some parts of the world unaffected... Although those places may be unlivable. Isn't a hero supposed to appear just about now and slay the source of this? Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Not happening. Sheepy: Misyr: The source is truly that strong? Arsé-kun: Wilbur: It's very possible. Sheepy: Misyr: What is the source? Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Probably the oldest one. Sheepy: Misyr: It just serves as a reminder that this isn't a game, I guess. Sheepy: Misyr: Because if so, maybe someone could just go and slay all the monsters off the path. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Anyone is welcome to try. But what of those that live off that aren't monsters? Sheepy: Misyr: Hmm.... it could cause issues for them. Dealing with so many monsters would take a large area attack. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: And they're not ALL monsters anyway, so I don't recommend it. Sheepy: Misyr: Hmm... Arsé-kun: Wilbur: For example, a man was living in a museum off the path. Completely human, I heard. Sheepy: Misyr: Really? Can humans actually survive off the path? Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Apparently. It's more common than this, but recording the number of cases is difficult. Or so I hear. Sheepy: Misyr: Really... well, maybe ask them how they do it to be able to extend the area outside of the path. Sheepy: Misyr: Personally, I'd just find a cozy place to make a home and get rid of everything around that place. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: I agree entirely. So the fact that most things off path are apparently at least partially intact... It doesn't make sense. Sheepy: Misyr: Maybe the monsters are using it as living spaces? Arsé-kun: Wilbur: That's possible. They do not need to make spaces if the spaces exist. Sheepy: Misyr: I'm sure they'll let everyone share it if we bribe them! Arsé-kun: Wilbur: With what? Sheepy: Misyr:.... Sheepy: Misyr: Their own lives? Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Unlikely. Sheepy: Misyr: Pastries? Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Okay, now we've left reasonable territory. Sheepy: Misyr: Ahahaha, it's a joke, it's a joke. Sheepy: Misyr: Some places off the path are entirely untouched by them. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Might I ask why you know this? Sheepy: Misyr: I live there. It's where I'm from. Of course, I don't just stay there all the time because I have obligations here. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Oh, me too, so understandable. Sheepy: Misyr: Oh, is that so... Sheepy: Misyr: I'd much prefer living in an area like this, buuut I've gotta stay where I live because I can't let my people go without a leader for even a day. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: M-hmmm... *he doesn't seem to believe Misyr that much* Sheepy: Misyr: Hey, you could at least try sounding like you believe me. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Hm. No. Sheepy: Misyr: Well, it's true, but I can't open the place up for anyone. Sheepy: Misyr: It's a breathtaking place, but my people would be blown away easily if an aggressive intruder entered... Sheepy: Il: Ah, I thought I heard your voice. Raphael, Misyr is here. Arsé-kun: Raphael: So he is. You can go and say hello. Sheepy: Il: So can you. Arsé-kun: Raph: I could. Sheepy: Il: He doesn't bite people. Arsé-kun: Raph: I sure hope he doesn't. Arsé-kun: *RIVETING DIALOGUE!* Sheepy: Misyr:...Hey, I hear you two talking about me. Arsé-kun: Raph: Yes, with great lines such as "He doesn't bite people". You don't, right? Sheepy: Misyr: No, of course not...! Arsé-kun: Raph: Okay, great. And yes, hello, good to see you. Sheepy: Misyr: Usually people say that more enthusiastically. Arsé-kun: Raph: Oh, yes, you're right. *ahem* Good to see you!!!! Sheepy: Misyr: Okay, that's a bit overboard, but good to see you too! Arsé-kun: Raph: I see you've held up at least decently. Sheepy: Misyr: Well, you know, looks are important for demon kings. Arsé-kun: Raph: You demons have a lot of free time, huh. Sheepy: Misyr: Ahahaha... Not me. Sheepy: Misyr: I can't leave my citizens for even a day. Arsé-kun: Raph: You can't leave, but you can do yourself up nice at least. Arsé-kun: Raph: Still better than working most of the day every day. Sheepy: Misyr: Well, I think working with other people could be enjoyable. Arsé-kun: Raph: It is! Sheepy: Misyr: Even so, breaks would be nice. Arsé-kun: Raph: Oh, breaks are necessary. Legitimately. Not having time off can lead to physical and mental problems, too. Sheepy: Misyr: I'd help you if I could, but I'm awful with medicine. I'm only good at destroying things and cheating. Arsé-kun: Raph: I'd still hire you as a secretary. Sheepy: Misyr: Oh, that'd be interesting! Arsé-kun: *Wilbur has gone back to stalking the coffee machine. He is denied access by several other people hogging it. Karma* Arsé-kun: *Kay is trying to listen to the conversations around him, but there's so many that he can't focus on any of them. He nat 1'd* Sheepy: *Me too Kay* Arsé-kun: *Relatable mood* Sheepy: Grif: --Kay. Let me tell you of my newfound knowledge. Arsé-kun: Kay: *he jumps* Grif! Jeez, when did you get here?? Sheepy: Grif: Recently. Arsé-kun: Kay: Oh. Okay. Sheepy: Grif: I learned new words. Sheepy: Grif: Crowded places are good for improving vocabulary, although I dislike them due to the sheer amount of people. Sheepy: Grif: However, you look very yolo. *Grif appears pleased with himself!* Arsé-kun: Kay: ... ... ... Arsé-kun: Kay: That doesn't mean anything even slightly related to what you said otherwise. Arsé-kun: Kay: Like, thanks for trying? But uh... What? Sheepy: Grif: Uh... I’ll try again. Sheepy: Grif: .... Sheepy: Grif: Uh... heepy: Grif: You’re very swag-looking. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... I mean, that's better... Sheepy: Grif: Still not right? Arsé-kun: Kay: I don't think so. Sheepy: Grif: :.. Sheepy: Grif: I’m out of ideas. Unfortunate. Sheepy: Grif: As you can see, I have learned a new technique. To bond with someone, you share what you like about them. I have combined this with the new words I have learned. Sheepy: Grif: By meshing the two, however... it feels as though I have lost the original purpose... Arsé-kun: Kay: Yyyyyeah, maybe a little... Sheepy: Grif: It’s too difficult. You can forever question how I feel about you. Arsé-kun: Kay: Nah. Sheepy: Grif: You already know? Excellent. Sheepy: Grif: Or should I try harder...? Arsé-kun: Kay: Uh. Nah. I don't think you need to. Sheepy: Grif: I see. So we’re bonding. Sheepy: Grif: Right. I learned something of interest. Despite this being a place for coffee, they have apple juice. They're very confused here. Sheepy: Grif: Unlike my brother, I can't handle coffee... Arsé-kun: Kay: We buy drinks here. Coffee is the hot commodity. Sheepy: Grif: Do people usually drink so much coffee? Arsé-kun: Kay: Several cups? Only when they're desperate. I don't recommend it. Sheepy: Grif: I see. My brother is desperate... I need to help him. Sheepy: Grif: Are you ready? Arsé-kun: Kay: I guess so! Sheepy: *Grif leads Kay over to Wilbur.* Sheepy: Grif: Share your desperation. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: I want coffee. Sheepy: Grif:...? Sheepy: Grif: Why? Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Because I enjoy it? And because I am somewhat tired. Sheepy: Grif: Kay said you'd only drink so much if you're desperate. Sheepy: Grif: I see... Perhaps Kay actually knows very little... Sheepy: Grif: Or perhaps... this is avoidance. I learned of this term recently. Come, come, tell me of your distress. I'll deal with it. Arsé-kun: Kay: The same way you dealt with Merlin's? In public, scaring a lot of people? Sheepy: Grif: Yes, of course. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Between schoolwork, Duncan-watching, and several undisclosable things, I've got no time for me. Or sleep. That's a foreign concept now. Sheepy: Grif: So I should help by alleviating some of these things. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: You can't do my schoolwork. Sheepy: Grif: I can, uh... Sheepy: Grif: Could I successfully Duncan-sit...? Arsé-kun: Wilbur: You usually hesitate when I suggest it. What's different now? Sheepy: Grif: Your desperation. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: That you finally only noticed now. Sheepy: Grif: Kay told me you drink a lot of coffee because you're desperate. Sheepy: Grif: I didn't notice it myself. Sheepy: Grif: I'll try hard, but, uh... Arsé-kun: Wilbur: But it's Duncan. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: Ah. Kay could help. Sheepy: Grif: Or is it too risky? Arsé-kun: Wilbur: It should be okay. Just don't be too loud. Sheepy: Grif: To not upset Duncan? Sheepy: Grif: Hm, Kay's good at upsetting people so maybe I shouldn't bring him along. Arsé-kun: Kay: And I'm definitely loud. Sheepy: Grif: You can meet Duncan another time, then. Sheepy: Grif: He's my brother. I've met your sister so I'm supposed to introduce you to my siblings... But you already know Wilbur, so that leaves Duncan and many siblings from my dad's side. Arsé-kun: Kay: Eh? What??? Seriously???? *he looks at Wilbur, back to Grif, back to Wilbur* Sheepy: Grif: ...? You didn't know? Arsé-kun: Kay: No? Sheepy: Grif: I thought we looked similar... Sheepy: Grif: We only share one parent, though. Sheepy: Grif: Even so, I think we look related... Arsé-kun: Kay: *he doesn't see it. he proceeds to comment on this* Sheepy: Grif: Well, now you've met one of my brothers. We're even now, unless he doesn't count because you already knew him... Arsé-kun: Kay: It, uh, it counts I guess. Sheepy: Grif: That's good. You wouldn't get along with most of them. Sheepy: Grif: A lot of them eat people. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: And some are worse than that. Sheepy: Grif: Although maybe Bedi counted already...? He's not a sibling, but he's a cousin. Hmmm... Sheepy: Grif: We are no longer equal. Arsé-kun: Kay: Bedi AND Lucan. Luckily for you, I have two more siblings. We even out after all, sorta. Sheepy: Grif: I see... Sheepy: Grif: This is convenient. Sheepy: Misyr: ...Merlin? Sheepy: Grif: I see. You're beevesdropping. Arsé-kun: *Kay lets this one slide* Sheepy: Grif: I have heard this is rude. Are you ready to face your punishment? Sheepy: Misyr: Punching around demon kings is kind of... well, I really wouldn't recommend it! Sheepy: Grif: Worry not. I never listen to recommendations. Sheepy: Misyr: Hey, I'm right near by your conversation, so it's not actually eavesdropping... Anyway, I know family of his and just wanted to see how he's doing. Arsé-kun: Kay: He's around the lines of "blowing himself up every tuesday". Arsé-kun: Kay: That is not literal, Grif. Sheepy: Misyr: That doesn't sound good. Arsé-kun: Kay: He's alive somehow. Hell if I know why. Sheepy: Misyr: That's.... kind of concerning. Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah, that's what I used to think too. Sheepy: Misyr: "Used"? Sheepy: Misyr: Is there some reason not to be concerned? Arsé-kun: Kay: It's in the cartoon ash-and-smoke kind of blowing up. Sheepy: Misyr: Ahahaha... I see... Sheepy: Misyr: So he's not very good at magic, huh. Arsé-kun: Kay: Sometimes. Sheepy: Misyr: That may be for the best, really. Sheepy: Misyr: Absolutely nothing good can come of following his predecessors. Arsé-kun: Kay: Did his predecessors go to college and have a stable human job? Sheepy: Misyr: Well, no. Arsé-kun: Kay: Then shut your fuckin' mouth. Sheepy: Misyr: Well, if he's going down the route of meshing with society instead of becoming an outcast fated for disaster, that makes me happy. Sheepy: Misyr: Unfortunately, I can’t think of a single predecessor of his that didn’t meet their downfall by getting punished. Sheepy: Misyr: ...Eh, except 12. Arsé-kun: Kay: Okay, you can't just say that and not expect me to ask. Sheepy: Misyr: Well, he had a nasty fall. Sheepy: Misyr: ...Or rather, a nasty fall on him. A piano. Who dies to those, even? Arsé-kun: *Kay desperately tries not to laugh at this poor man's misfortune. He succeeds, but it is still kind of funny.* Sheepy: Grif: ......*he’s mulling this over* Sheepy: Grif: So Merlin is at risk... Sheepy: Grif: What is merciful here...? Sheepy: Grif: ... Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Putting people out of their misery is not a valid option, Griflet. Sheepy: Grif: Worry not, Wil. I usually leave them to bleed out. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: I'm going to personally demonstrate to you what mercy does and does not mean. Sheepy: Grif: Go on, then. Sheepy: Grif: Demon King, are you ready to behold mercy? Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Mercy is me not sending you into the floorboards and letting you bleed out for several hours while you pick out splinters. Individually. Sheepy: Misyr: Ahahaha. I eat heroes for dinner. Come back to me in a few light years if you want to face me for real. Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm... so it's sending you into the ceiling instead... Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Light years are distance, not time. Sheepy: Misyr: ... Sheepy: Misyr: Eh, you've never played JRPGs, have you? Sheepy: Misyr: They usually say inaccurate things that sound pretty cool on the surface. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: It was fine until then. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Anyway, Grif, let me show you less mercy than you'd like to get. We're going outside. Sheepy: Misyr: Ehhh... You want me to come up with something else? Usually, heroes die before I can test out these quotes... Sheepy: Grif: I see. You wish to take me outside. I have heard of this before. Sheepy: Grif: It's when you're using code for actually wanting to rough someone up. Sheepy: Grif: To knock the bread pudding out of them. Sheepy: Misyr: It's actually stuffing. *Wilbur rolls his eyes, and exits scene with Grif. Forcefully. Sheepy: Misyr:...Are they going to be okay? Arsé-kun: Kay: I have no idea. Sheepy: Misyr: Should we be doing something about this?? Arsé-kun: Kay: Eh. *he shrugs* I'm not paid to deal with it. Arsé-kun: *How does one describe the sound of something impacting against dirt with moderate force? That would be the current sound effect* Sheepy: Misyr: ... Oh dear. Arsé-kun: *Wilbur returns, carefully tucking his shirt back in and sitting down* Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Don't worry. I still showed mercy. He's alive. Sheepy: Misyr: Hmm... Arsé-kun: *Raph goes to check on Grif. As a doctor, of course* Sheepy: Misyr: Man, if you can take him down, maybe he shouldn't pick fights with Final Boss class enemies... Sheepy: *Grif is lying face down on the ground, unmoving.* Arsé-kun: Raph: You're alive, right? Sheepy: Grif, muffled: ...Ah, it's just you. Arsé-kun: Raph: Do you need help? Sheepy: Grif, muffled: No. I'm faking injury so he feels strong. Sheepy: *Grif lifts himself up.* Arsé-kun: Raph: *he studies Grif* You seem to still be in good health, so I'll believe that. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: However, it would make him feel weak if I showed this, right? Arsé-kun: Raph: I suppose that is true. Sheepy: Grif: So.... I cannot lie to him, but I can lie on the ground. Arsé-kun: Yog: *through Paimon, as per usual* May I point something out? Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Arsé-kun: Yog: This doctor can see your HP. You do remember what this means, yes? Sheepy: Grif:...! He's a healer. Sheepy: Grif: I need one for my party. Arsé-kun: Raph: Not so loud..! *he seems hesitant suddenly* No one else needs to know about that, I do enough work already...! Sheepy: Grif:? Sheepy: Grif: Merlin is one, too. Recruit him. Sheepy: Grif:And Lucan lives in the hospital predominantly so he can probably help. Arsé-kun: Raph: I'm not endangering Lucan like that. Sheepy: Grif: I see. Well, if you won't recruit him... I need a healer still, so I'll recruit him. Sheepy: Grif: Or I'll recruit you... Sheepy: Grif: I can take DPS or tank. I need a mage, healer, and either a DPS or tank... Arsé-kun: Raph: Please do not. He is sick enough as is. Sheepy: Grif: Sick? Arsé-kun: *Raph does not explain* Sheepy: Grif: I have been sick before. I got better. Sheepy: Grif: It doesn't take very long to recover, does it? Arsé-kun: Raph: That depends on what it is. In Lucan's case, no. Sheepy: Grif: Humans are very fragile, hm. Sheepy: Grif: I need to grow stronger to protect them. Sheepy: Grif: I need a party to do this, however. Sheepy: Grif: Every member of a party serves a specific role. I can tear enemies to shreds, but what if I face an enemy that can't be torn? An enemy that kills me before I could kill it? Arsé-kun: Raph: Then that is a shame. I work every day of the week. I do not have the time to do this. Sheepy: Grif: So if you didn't work every day of the week, you would have time. Arsé-kun: Raph: Absolutely correct. Sheepy: Grif: What roles need filling? Arsé-kun: Raph: Most of them. Sheepy: Grif: Define [Role - Most-of-Them]. Arsé-kun: Yog: I don't need to be formal for that. He means that most of the required roles for the building to continue it's normal activities are absent. Most of the people who are needed simply aren't there because no one has been hired. Sheepy: Grif: Define Required Role. Arsé-kun: Yog: Grif, you know both of these words. Sheepy: Grif: I do. But together... Sheepy: Grif: What is a required role? DPS? Sheepy: Grif: Do I attack people so he can have patients? Sheepy: Grif: Do I attack those who approach the medical center? List the details of required role. Arsé-kun: Raph: Don't do that! But it's like... *thinking* It's a position that needs to be taken. Sure, like the DPS in a party, or the nurses who help doctors. Sheepy: Grif: Nurse. Sheepy: Grif: I have heard of this before. Sheepy: Grif: It is a type of fish. Arsé-kun: Yog: Noun. the function assumed or part played by a person or thing in a particular situation. Therefore, a REQUIRED role is one that is necessary and maybe important. Sheepy: Grif:....... Sheepy: Grif: I understand now. Sheepy: Grif: Give me some time and I will get you a nurse. Where do you want the aquarium? Arsé-kun: Raph: That isn't what a nurse is. I appreciate the enthusiasm, but... Arsé-kun: Raph: If you're going to do errands, can you make a request to the Dean for me to hire more people? Sheepy: Grif: I see. Sheepy: Grif: [Quest Accepted: Sam-one contact the Dean!] Arsé-kun: Yog: I'm going to have to stop you briefly. There is a small chance you may end up in an unwinnable fight. Are you sure you'd like to take this quest? Arsé-kun: Yog: ... Wait. Sheepy: Grif: If I die, I die. I feel no pain at death anymore. Arsé-kun: Raph: That's distressing information. Sheepy: Grif: No. This body is built to be destroyed and rebuilt. Arsé-kun: Raph: So you don't need healing? Sheepy: Grif: I need healing. Arsé-kun: Raph: So you don't want to die? Sheepy: Grif:...? I lose my progress in battle if I die. Sheepy: Grif: Why would I want to? Arsé-kun: Raph: So if you don't die, you don't need to be rebuilt. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Arsé-kun: Raph: So you don't want to need to be rebuilt! Sheepy: Grif: This body is built to be rebuilt. Arsé-kun: Raph: Oh my God. Sheepy: Grif: Healing lets me clear hard fights before I die. Sheepy: Grif: I don't die often, but I occasionally fake my death, much like a lizard dropping its tail. Arsé-kun: Raph: I'd prefer that over actually dying. Sheepy: Grif: What? Arsé-kun: Raph: Don't worry about it! Sheepy: *Grif heads off!* Arsé-kun: *Raph goes back inside. He needs another coffee after that* Arsé-kun: Yog: You will be travelling from here, the West Student Union's Coffee Stoppe, to the Dean's Home. That is across campus. Would you like directions? Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Arsé-kun: *A little pink arrow appears in front of Griflet. It is pointing forward.* Sheepy: Grif:........ Sheepy: Grif:............... Arsé-kun: Yog: If you turn around, I will not help you. Sheepy: Grif: But.... Sheepy: Grif: Loot... Sheepy: Grif: What if I miss secrets? Arsé-kun: Yog: There is no loot. This is a straightforward path. Sheepy: Grif: Secrets... Arsé-kun: Yog: If Nyar gets you for being slow, that will be your problem. Sheepy: Grif: ...! I need to rush. Sheepy: *Grif starts dashing towards the arrow's direction!* Arsé-kun: *It is almost a completely straight path, with only one hard, right turn. He passes Raph's place of work, too.* Sheepy: Nyar: --So then I said, "Man, I caved into doing this, but it turns out that it rocks!"... Or so I tried, but he bashed a stone directly into my sku- *he gets shoved out of the way by Grif* Sheepy: Grif: You. Release the Dean. Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, hey, easy, Cas! You can't just go around shoving people! Arsé-kun: the Dean: Oh, you've been interrupted? Finally... Sheepy: Grif: You. Where is the Dean? Arsé-kun: the Dean: In front of you as the one speaking. May I help you? Sheepy: Grif:...?! Sheepy: Grif:.....Uh... Arsé-kun: Yog: *from both Paimon and the orb on the Dean's desk* Well, I can remove this event from my bucket list now! Sheepy: Grif:....... Sheepy: Grif:.....Uhhhh.... Sheepy: Grif: So you're family... Arsé-kun: the Dean: Possibly. Zepar refuses to give me a solid answer on that. *he pats his orb lightly* Sheepy: Nyar: That sounds Zepar for the course. Sheepy: Grif: You smell like Dad... So I have a fourth older brother, huh. Arsé-kun: the Dean: The Whateleys are both older than I am in terms of birth-year, so I'm not very far ahead of you. Sheepy: Grif: I'm... *he starts counting on his fingers* Sheepy: Grif: Oh, I'm out. Sheepy: Nyar: I think you could count your IQ on your fingers. Arsé-kun: the Dean: ... Yog, sir, this is why I recommended he take classes. Arsé-kun: Yog: Noted. Sheepy: Nyar: You have classes for him? He's pretty far behind. Sheepy: Grif: I am not far behind. I am right behind you. Arsé-kun: the Dean: I think I can work something out. Arsé-kun: Yog: Randolph, if you are taking the path I believe you are, then I will... Certainly permit it. Continue on. Sheepy: Grif:...? Arsé-kun: Randy: Please stop calling me by my full name if it isn't important. I keep telling you this. Sheepy: Grif: It's after Rudolph has Rundolphed... Arsé-kun: Randy: Is there anyone in this relation that isn't a fan of puns? Sheepy: Grif: Grandpa. Sheepy: Grif: Right? Arsé-kun: Randy: ... Y-yes, sure. Right! Sheepy: Grif: I like him. He's nice. Arsé-kun: Randy: So, what did you come in for, Griflet? *CHANGE THE SUBJECT, CHANGE THE SUBJECT, CH* Sheepy: Grif: Hiring staff. Arsé-kun: Randy: Oh? For whom? Sheepy: Grif: He's, uh... Sheepy: Grif: He stabbed me and got away with it. Arsé-kun: Yog: I will help you this once. Raphael asked for it. Sheepy: Grif: Hmm.. Arsé-kun: Yog: Remember, I record names for you. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Arsé-kun: Randy: He must really need it if he can't come himself... I've been having difficulties in that area, though- Hiring medical staff is tiresome. I will put in the extra effort though. Sheepy: Grif: He told me to do it so he can join my party. Sheepy: Grif: He denied my offer of [Nurse Shark]. Arsé-kun: Randy: The only shark on campus belongs to Gla'aki. Do not try to obtain it. But did he now... Sheepy: Grif: My fishing skill grows stronger yet. Sheepy: Grif: At LVL 8, I can fish up sharks. Sheepy: Grif: It has recently grown to 2. Arsé-kun: Randy: Glaaki can instantly kill you in one hit. Please don't take his shark. Sheepy: Grif: Tell me where to find [Nurse Shark]s not owned by Glaaki. Arsé-kun: Randy: I don't know or care. Sheepy: Grif:....?! Arsé-kun: Randy: I only keep track of what I need to. That isn't one of them. Sheepy: Grif: [Opinion on Randolph Carter updated.] Sheepy: Grif: I see... Sheepy: Grif: I will remember this the next time I need to ask you of important matters, such as [Nurse Shark]. Sheepy: Grif: Tell me where I can find hires for the medical center. Arsé-kun: Randy: That would be something I need to handle. Sheepy: Grif: Fine. Good. Sheepy: Grif: Now I can recruit a healer. Unfortunate that he is also a doctor. Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, you know what they say. Sheepy: Nyar: An apple a day keeps the doctor away. Sheepy: Grif: ...Apples... are poisonous to doctors? Sheepy: Nyar: Sure, let's view it as that. Sheepy: Grif: >Griflet will remember this. Arsé-kun: *nobody corrects this information* Sheepy: Grif: So you'll provide the necessary [Nurse Shark]s? Arsé-kun: Randy: A nurse and a nurse shark are not the same thing, Griflet. Sheepy: Grif: .........!? Arsé-kun: Randy: ... If you had asked, you would have known. Sheepy: Grif: ............... Arsé-kun: Randy: Everyone makes mistakes. Don't worry about it so much. Sheepy: Grif: Mistakes are costly. Arsé-kun: Randy: As long as you haven't committed to it yet, there's no foul. Sheepy: Grif: I see.... Sheepy: Grif: I must commit. Sheepy: Grif: Otherwise, there is no fowl. Arsé-kun: Randy: Wrong foul. Not the bird kind. Sheepy: Grif: ...!? Arsé-kun: Yog: Adverb. unfairly; contrary to the rules. Other definitions include adjective, disgusting and adjective, immoral. Sheepy: Grif: Wh... Sheepy: Grif: Fowl...are disgusting and immoral... Arsé-kun: Yog: Different word. Sounds the same, spelled differently. Sheepy: Grif:.... Sheepy: Grif: English is bad. Arsé-kun: Yog: I agree. It is very hard to learn. Sheepy: Grif: Why? Arsé-kun: Yog: Because a second language is not easy for many people. Sheepy: Grif: I see... I am a people... Sheepy: Grif: This is why I can't read nor write. Arsé-kun: Randy: .... Right. Sheepy: Nyar: Eh... so that's your weakness. Sheepy: Nyar:.... Sheepy: Nyar: That's...not really exploitable, is it. Arsé-kun: Randy: No. No it is not. Sheepy: Nyar: Was this intended? Sheepy: Nyar: Or is it pure luck that his flaws are useless to me? Arsé-kun: Yog: Not everything exists for you to take advantage of. Sheepy: Nyar: That's a lie. Sheepy: Grif: Dad never lies. Arsé-kun: Yog: Also, I know you are smarter than this. Since when do you require literacy to mess with someone, Uncle? Sheepy: Nyar: Well, of course you don't. Sheepy: Nyar: But it's also not really exploitable. Sheepy: Nyar: And he isn't smart enough to understand half of what I say, anyway. It's like trying to toy with a bear. The bear won't understand anything you say and it'll take a piece out of you before it wanders off to take a nap. Sheepy: Nyar: Couldn't you come up with something a little more fun personality wise than dish water?? Sheepy: Grif: I have heard of this. It's when you're angry because you lost, so you criticise the other person to feel better about yourself. Arsé-kun: Yog: I have, but as he is designed to be similar to a human, then perhaps he isn't showing his true personality to you. Arsé-kun: Yog: I wonder why. Sheepy: Nyar: Maybe because he enjoys dismembering me? Arsé-kun: Randy: Because you're a prick. Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, hey! How would he know that when he kills me before I can even show my true colors?! Sheepy: Nyar: In fact, maybe I'm actually a good guy faking being a bad guy for my own amusement. Arsé-kun: Randy: That's hard to believe with your kill count. Sheepy: Nyar:..... Sheepy: Nyar: For fun! Sheepy: Grif: Can you truly be a good guy if you kill people for fun? Arsé-kun: Randy: No. Sheepy: Grif: I see... Sheepy: Grif: What if instead of people, it's Nyarlathotep? Arsé-kun: Randy: I would prefer you did that a bit less, because I have to hear about it every single time. Sheepy: Grif: Unfortunate. Sheepy: Grif: I'll do it a little less. Arsé-kun: Randy: Please limit it to when he deserves it and outside of the public eye unless necessary. Arsé-kun: Randy: I can't disagree with this. Sheepy: Nyar: I can! Sheepy: Nyar: I didn't do anything! Sheepy: Grif: You assigned homework. Arsé-kun: Randy: That is only a problem under some circumstances. ... This is one of them. Sheepy: Nyar: It's my job, isn't it? Arsé-kun: Randy: There is such a thing as "too much homework". Sheepy: Grif:...You read over it? Sheepy: Nyar: No, of course not. Why would I waste my time like that? Arsé-kun: Randy: I'm going to replace you with a hunter at this rate. Sheepy: Nyar: Could a hunter clean things as well as I do? Arsé-kun: Randy: You can keep that job. Nobody else wants that one. Sheepy: Nyar: Could you even find someone to replace the teaching job? Sheepy: Grif: Quest accepted- Sheepy: Nyar: Not you. Arsé-kun: Randy: At this rate?? Unlikely. Sheepy: Grif: Quest- Sheepy: Nyar: No. Arsé-kun: Randy: I'll deal with it after I finish with Raphael's request. Sheepy: Grif: Uh...but... what do I do? Sheepy: Nyar: Go read a book or something. Play a fun game. Learn a new language. Attend a math class. Arsé-kun: Randy: Or scout out the Colour nest on campus. Do not engage. Sheepy: Grif:?! Ah... I think I can do this. Arsé-kun: Randy: And do not disturb the human body that is present. It is incredibly toxic. Sheepy: Grif: Human body? Arsé-kun: Randy: Someone was killed by the Colours and the body was unable to be retrieved before they settled in. Sheepy: Grif: If I die there, will my body be trapped forever? Arsé-kun: Randy: I doubt that, unless Yog purposefully does it. Sheepy: Grif: Uh... Dad wouldn't do that, right? Arsé-kun: Yog: I hope not. Sheepy: Grif: ..... Sheepy: Grif: ...What would cause you to do that...? Arsé-kun: Yog: Who knows? I do not look at my own future. Sheepy: Grif: Uh... Arsé-kun: Yog: It is still highly unlikely. Sheepy: Grif: That isn't too reassuring. I don't want my permanent death to be one where my body is stolen and used by something else. Arsé-kun: Yog: I would not allow that. Sheepy: Grif: So if my body gets possessed, you'd delete it? Arsé-kun: Yog: If you are deceased, I would remove the offending presence. Sheepy: Grif: I see. Sheepy: Grif: Remove the offending presence... Sheepy: Grif: Like doctors. Arsé-kun: Yog: Perhaps. Sheepy: Grif: I have learned something recently. Sheepy: Grif: Anyone who graduates graduate school because a doctor. I will never graduate. Sheepy: Grif: I need to warn Kay of this soon so he doesn't become a doctor. Arsé-kun: Randy: They only become doctors if they graduate medical school. Sheepy: Grif:...?! Sheepy: Grif: But... what are doctorates for? Sheepy: Nyar: To make you more attractive to employers. Don't worry about it. You won't be getting far enough to need to. Sheepy: Grif: I see. That's good. Sheepy: Grif: I need to recommend this to Kay so he can become more attractive. Arsé-kun: *Is Grif going to do this?* Sheepy: *Grif heads to the coffee shop to tell Kay the news!* Arsé-kun: Kay: ---- But if I go with 180 divided by 12, there's no fucking decimals! Where the fuck did the .40 come from? This sucks! Sheepy: Grif: Hello, Kay. Are you ready to become more attractive? Arsé-kun: Kay: WHAT. Sheepy: Grif: Are you ready to become more attractive? Arsé-kun: *Kay just stares at him. He is confusion* Sheepy: Grif: I will tell you how. It is very simple. Sheepy: Grif: Become a doctorate by graduating graduate school. You will become more attractive. Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah, to employers. What are you, campus hiring management? No. Sheepy: Misyr: Maybe he just finds intelligent people hot. Sheepy: Grif: I learned this today. Arsé-kun: Kay: Thanks, Grif... Sheepy: Grif: Are you disappointed? I will find better information next time. Sheepy: Grif:....Ah, I know. Sheepy: Grif: I was misinformed about [Nurse Shark]. Arsé-kun: Kay: what Sheepy: Grif: What? Sheepy: Grif: Was my information not of use? Arsé-kun: Kay: That didn't tell me anything?? Sheepy: Grif: Then tell me what you want to know. Arsé-kun: Kay: Sure, how do you write the letter K in ye old gross runes? Sheepy: Grif: I can show you this. Sheepy: Grif: Please don't laugh at my handwriting too much. Arsé-kun: Kay: Like I'd know what it looks like in bad handwriting? Sheepy: Grif: My skill with a pencil is, uh... Sheepy: *Grif sits by Kay and picks up a nearby pencil in his left hand, clenching it in his fist tightly. For once, he seems totally lacking in confidence.* Sheepy: *Grif begins writing very shakily. Help him* Arsé-kun: Kay: ... I don't think you need to do it that hard... Sheepy: Grif: I'm not used to this. Arsé-kun: Yog: *helpfully* Would you like a reminder on how to hold a pencil? Sheepy: Grif: *his grip tightens* I can do it myself. I don't need help. Arsé-kun: Yog: Understandable. Good luck. Sheepy: Grif: *He continues attempting to write. Grif 1 Paper 0, but the table is good to write on too. He doesn't seem to notice...* Sheepy: Grif: ..Behold. I wrote it. *he puts down the now broken pencil.* Sheepy: Grif: Now you can try. Arsé-kun: Kay: Rrrright. Okay. *he gets a new sheet of paper and a new pencil, and attempts to copy the rune* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 16 Arsé-kun: *Success horse* Sheepy: Grif: Congratulations. You did it. *clap clap clap* Good job. Sheepy: Grif: I knew you could. Sheepy: Grif: Now you can spell your nickname. Sheepy: Grif: K, shortened version of Kay. Yes. Arsé-kun: Kay: *he picks up Grif's "paper" and gestures to the table rune* Should we get out of here before we get yelled at for this? Sheepy: Grif: Uh... okay. Sheepy: Grif: That's a good idea. Arsé-kun: *they get the fuck outta dodge* Sheepy: Grif: Uh... sorry about your pencil. Arsé-kun: Kay: It's fine. At least you didn't do that to my binder Sheepy: Tristan: Ah. Kay has finally returned. It seems he brought a guest, too. Sheepy: Grif: That is not my name. Sheepy: Grif: I am Griflet. Not August. Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah, because he lives here, unlike you! Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Tristan:...? How sad! I'm being evicted! Sheepy: Tristan:...Ah, wait, no. You're right. Sheepy: Tristan: Tomorrow, the hunt begins. Sheepy: Grif: Hunt? Arsé-kun: Kay: No, it isn't literal, Grif. Sheepy: Tristan: Will you be attending? Arsé-kun: Kay: Why would I? Girls are weird. Sheepy: Grif: You are hunting girls? Arsé-kun: Kay: They're trying to find dates. Sheepy: Grif: I see... Sheepy: Grif: They go on a date to find dates. Arsé-kun: Kay: I mean.... Sorta? Sheepy: Tristan: Our bond could never be topped by any woman... How sad! We pick up women but lose them just as quickly, like sand between our fingers. Sheepy: Grif: I see. He's sad. Sheepy: Grif: Maybe he's lost. Sheepy: Tristan: Ah. That reminds me. Sheepy: Tristan: We brought others. Arsé-kun: Kay: How many of you chucklefucks are in my house? Sheepy: Tristan: Don't worry. We didn't think to ask, and therefore we did no wrong by not asking. Arsé-kun: Kay: What the fuck have you done?? Sheepy: Tristan: Agravain and Bedivere are in the kitchen together, I think. I could sense his dampness from a mile away... Oh! How sad! Imagine being a living wet blanket! Sheepy: Grif: I had a favorite blanket, too, but I kept it dry always. Sheepy: Tristan: Some strange girl also showed up and told us to leave. I think I smelled the scent of flowers when she was around. Sheepy: Tristan: Ah. Funny joke. Try again. Sheepy: Grif:...? Ha. Ha. Ha. Arsé-kun: Kay: I wasn't. Sheepy: Tristan:...?! I didn't know you had siblings... Arsé-kun: Kay: I try to forget but they always come back. Sheepy: Tristan: I am an only child. Arsé-kun: Kay: Lucky you. Sheepy: Tristan: On the day of my birth, my parents did not show up. Sheepy: Grif: That's unfortunate. Make sure to give them a better idea of the date and time in the future. Sheepy: Tristan:........ Sheepy: Tristan: Did you just tell me to RSVP my dead parents to my own birth? Arsé-kun: Kay: I think so. Sheepy: Grif: What? Sheepy: Grif: So if you die, you can't attend parties? Arsé-kun: Kay: Generally, no. Sheepy: Grif: I see. Humans are lazy. Sheepy: Grif: They allow death to stop them. Sheepy: Tristan:........ Arsé-kun: Kay: Let me explain something here, Tristan. *pause* Grif's a fucking idiot. Sheepy: Tristan: Oh. Sheepy: Tristan: I had a feeling that was the case. Your roommates generally are. Sheepy: Grif: Hm... So this nickname is not unique to me... I'll give you time to let your creative juices flow. Sheepy: Tristan: Ah. Right. Do not look in the kitchen. Only Agravain and Bedivere are in there. There is no one else. Arsé-kun: Kay: Tristan? Answer me this one seriously. Did Gawain get into my potatoes? I bought those recently. Sheepy: Tristan:..... Sheepy: Tristan:.......... Arsé-kun: Kay: *raising his voice* Gawain! If you're in my potatoes, I'm going to obliterate you! I just bought those, you sick fuck! Sheepy: Gawain, distantly: I'm making mashed potatoes! Arsé-kun: Kay: NO! Sheepy: Gawain: Do you want some?! Arsé-kun: Kay: I wanna shove you so far into a toilet that we'll need to call a fucking plumber! *he storms off to confront Gawain. this does not stop him from bitching* Why do you have to force your fetishes onto my food, you maniac?! Sheepy: Gawain: Fetishes? No, no, potatoes are good for you! Especially mashed potatoes. Arsé-kun: Kay: I was gonna use those!!!!! Arsé-kun: Kay: ... Hey, Aggy. Nice, you came out of your hole for once. Arsé-kun: Kay: But fuck you, Gawain! Sheepy: Agravain: I had to. Sheepy: Gawain: I'll let you have an extra portion! Arsé-kun: Kay: I was gonna use those for my own dinner this week! Now I can't because you crushed them all! Sheepy: Gawain: This is dinner. Arsé-kun: Kay: Get out of my kitchen, Gawain. Sheepy: Gawain: But I'm almost done. Arsé-kun: Kay: That was a five pound bag! Did you ruin ALL of them?! Sheepy: Gawain: Of course not. I haven't dented it... Sheepy: Gawain: You know what happens if you don't eat potatoes and don't take care of yourself? Arsé-kun: *Kay takes back his bag of potatoes and leaves. Gawain is denied.* Sheepy: Grif: What is that? Arsé-kun: Kay: It's my potatoes. I was gonna use them for dinner later. Gawain isn't allowed to have them. Sheepy: Grif: Potato. Sheepy: Grif: It's what they make tato tots from. Arsé-kun: Kay: Sure is. Arsé-kun: Kay: But Gawain just mashes them and calls it food. Sheepy: *Grif seems pleased with himself!* Sheepy: Grif: Hmm... mashed tato tots... It sounds bad. Arsé-kun: Kay: Hold on. *he goes and hides the potatoes somewhere, then comes back* It's okay, but it's the only thing he CAN make. Sheepy: Grif: I can't make anything either. Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah, but you're just a moron. He's a potato fucker. Sheepy: Grif: If I learned how to make mashed tato tots, would I lose my moron status? ...Hm, I must avoid that recipe. Arsé-kun: Kay: Tater tots aren't supposed to be mashed. Also, you're never losing the moron status. Sheepy: Grif: I see... This brings me joy. Sheepy: Grif: It would disappoint me to lose Moron status. Sheepy: Agravain: You want to be a moron? Arsé-kun: Kay: Better than "dumb whore". Sheepy: Grif:...? Sheepy: Grif: That's too long of a nickname. Arsé-kun: Kay: How do I explain this... Oh! I know! Arsé-kun: *Kay pulls the magnetic notepad off the fridge and writes on it before taking off and handing the top note to Aggy* Sheepy: *Agravain reads it.* Arsé-kun: *Kay puts the notepad back meanwhile* Sheepy: Agravain: As always, your taste is awful. Arsé-kun: Kay: I know. Always has been! Sheepy: Agravain: Consult Merlin. He has experience with such things. Just look at Bedivere. Arsé-kun: Kay: Look, I know you're right, but you don't have to say it. Sheepy: Agravain: He's an oblivious airhead. Arsé-kun: Kay: *he just looks at Bedi, who is also very much present* Sheepy: Bedi: I apologize for my airheaded behavior. I do my best to stay focused, but I often get distracted... Arsé-kun: Merlin: --For Bedi's honor! *he smacks Agravain with a broom* That's MY airhead you're talking about! Sheepy: Agravain: *He doesn't flinch, instead slowly turning towards Merlin* Arsé-kun: Merlin: You come into our house- Well, Kay's, but he's letting us stay- And you say this? In front of him? You wanna go?? I'll blow something up! Sheepy: Agravain: No, I'd really rather you didn't. Sheepy: Agravain: You called him an airhead as well. Sheepy: *Grif isn't listening to any of this meanwhile.* Arsé-kun: Merlin: You're not allowed to say it because you're not dating him! Sheepy: Agravain: And I wouldn't want to date him nor you. I've got little interest in such things. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Ooh, so edgy! When are you gonna run out of hot topic shirt slogans? Sheepy: Agravain: Hot...topic? Arsé-kun: *Kay has also given up on this situation and has joined Bedi in whatever he's doing* Sheepy: *Grif seems to have found a potato from... somewhere? He's looking it over.* Sheepy: Agravain: Mordred's favorite store aside, if you're going to bash my head in, you might as well use yours to figure out the solution to Kay's problem. Sheepy: Agravain: You've got the experience of being rejected again and again. You might as well use it for something. Arsé-kun: Merlin: He needed help? I thought he had a handle on it. Sheepy: Agravain: How? Sheepy: Agravain: If he's coming to me for help, he clearly doesn't. Sheepy: *In the background is the sound of someone seemingly eating an apple. It sounds a little off.* Arsé-kun: Kay: ..... Oh, he left, ok. I'm not dealing with that. How do I deal with hot man that's dumb as a bag of rocks? Sheepy: Bedi: Be honest and not dodge around it. Arsé-kun: Kay: Ooh, so the opposite of what Merlin was doing for the first two months? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Wait, how did I suddenly become the one under the bus?! Sheepy: Bedi: Hmm? You're the perfect symbol of what not to do, right? Arsé-kun: *FATALITY* Arsé-kun: Kay: Geez, you didn't need to destroy him too, Bedi! Sheepy: Bedi: .........? Sheepy: Bedi: Destroy? I was not aware I was insulting him... Arsé-kun: Kay: You just.... Forget it, look, you're just so honest that it's insulting, he's actually just an idiot. Sheepy: Bedi: My apologies, Merlin. I thought you would be pleased to know you're so heavily a part of my decision making. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Y-yeah, thanks. Sheepy: Bedi: You're welcome. Arsé-kun: *Merlin does not look appreciative. The man is wilting like a goddamn plant* Sheepy: Bedi: Merlin? Are you alright? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Could it hurt to explain things in more detail? You like to make it sound like I'm awful. Sheepy: Bedi: ...? Sheepy: Bedi: Awful? You aren't awful. Arsé-kun: Kay: This is a fucking disaster. Sheepy: Bedi:.......?! Did I insult you? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Could you maybe not just leave it at "You're the perfect symbol of what not to do" and maybe explain what it is so I don't sound like satan incarnate? Sheepy: Bedi: I was trying to say your techniques on flirting are best to avoid... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yeah, that sucked, but say that next time! Sheepy: Bedi: I thought it was clear what I meant... Arsé-kun: Merlin: It was nooooot~ Sheepy: Bedi: Hmm... Well, now it's clear. Arsé-kun: Kay: This sucks. I don't want to have to riddle out every single conversation. Sheepy: Agravain: As Bedivere so wonderfully said, this is a perfect symbol of what not to do. Arsé-kun: Kay: Okay, you're doing that on purpose. Sheepy: Agravain: Well, I thought they would help you, but instead they've begun whatever... this is. Sheepy: Agravain: I want to say it's a conversation, but it's more like they're talking on two entirely different wavelengths. Arsé-kun: Merlin: We're not that bad!! Arsé-kun: Merlin: But yes, our relationship is nothing like you and Grif, so there's not much I can do! *he shrugs* Sheepy: Agravain: So you don't usually end up frustrated talking to him? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Usually no it is not, thank you very much! And we've gotten back around to! For Bedi's honor! Arsé-kun: *Merlin promptly gets clocked with the broom. Merlin yelling has a 0-star rating on Lance's Yelp* Sheepy: Bedi: Well, everyone likes gifts, right? If you can figure out what he likes, he might grow closer to you, but he also might become cautious or skeptical if you take this route to often... Ah. Sheepy: Bedi: It's super effective. ... Super effective... He talks like he's in a video game... Maybe it's rubbing off onto me?! Arsé-kun: Kay: Fuck no, it better not be contagious! Sheepy: Bedi: I wonder if he acts like characters in video games. You can date characters in some of them, right? Arsé-kun: Kay: He acts like Griflet. Sheepy: *Grif has returned, but he seems to be watching Lance closely rather thsn listening to the conversation. He seems awe struck.* Sheepy: Bedi: Yes, he does. Arsé-kun: Kay: Gee fuckin' whiz! Sheepy: Bedi: What is it? Arsé-kun: Kay: .... I was being sarcastic. Sheepy: Bedi: I see... Arsé-kun: *Poor Lance has been trying to say something for the past five minutes* Sheepy: Agravain: What is it? Arsé-kun: Lance: I was going to ask that we don't yell so we don't wake up Tristan, but don't start fighting. I'd hate to clean house. Sheepy: Agravain: I won't. Sheepy: Grif: Ah... he even protects the sleep-deprived... *awe* Arsé-kun: Lance: Thank you. Also, someone left a weird note in the fridge when I was getting another pudding cup. *he notices Kay staring* I did not eat the entire package myself. Yet. Sheepy: Bedi: Weird note? Arsé-kun: Lance: Where the milk usually is. Sheepy: Bedi:....? Sheepy: *Bedi checks the fridge.* Arsé-kun: *There is a folded note in the fridge. There are no pudding cups left in the fridge.* Sheepy: Bedi: *He opens the folded note after picking it up.* Arsé-kun: *that aint english* Sheepy: Bedi:...Um... Arsé-kun: Kay: What? Is it Lance's handwriting? Sheepy: Bedi: It's.... Sheepy: Bedi: Here, take a look. Arsé-kun: *Kay takes it* Arsé-kun: Kay: ... I can make out one letter of this. Just one. Sheepy: Bedi: What? Arsé-kun: Kay: Grif, it's time to be useful! What the fuck does this say?? *he more or less throws it at Grif* Sheepy: Grif:?! Sheepy: *Grif snaps back into reality and picks up the fallen note.* Arsé-kun: Kay: The only part I got was the letter K! So thanks, but this isn't your... Uh. Your handwriting. Sheepy: Grif: It's Dad's. Arsé-kun: Kay: what the fuck Sheepy: Grif: Dad is very kind and helpful. Arsé-kun: Kay: Grif, I can't read it. What does it SAY, moron? Sheepy: Grif: Dad reminded us to buy milk. We're out. Sheepy: *Grif is absolutely beaming.* Arsé-kun: Kay: oh. He could've just messaged me instead. In English. Without making it weird in front of other people. Sheepy: Grif: He left us a note... Arsé-kun: Kay: That was almost unsalvageable.... Sheepy: Grif: Dad never leaves notes. Arsé-kun: *very different perspectives here* Arsé-kun: Kay: But he calls constantly. Sheepy: Grif: But I rarely ever get to have anything physical from him. Arsé-kun: Kay: I get that. But does he have to be weird about it? Sheepy: Grif: It's not weird. It's the best he can do in his situation. Arsé-kun: Kay: There are people here..! Look, I just don't want this to get too weird! I don't need questions about this! Arsé-kun: Yog: *popping open the microwave himself* Yes, you do. Good luck. *and he closes it again. Thanks, Satan* Arsé-kun: Kay: ........... Sheepy: Agravain: So hold back my questions, then? Arsé-kun: Kay: .............. Well, I'm done with being a human being for today! *he's very clearly done with the situation and going to get booze. The booze isn't there. It just was.* ......... Grif, tell your dad to stop owning me like a noob and let me suffer. Sheepy: Grif: Uh... I don't order him around. Sheepy: Grif: I don't get to see him very often even... Arsé-kun: Lance: ... *he takes the booze out and hands it to Kay. and then takes the actual last pudding cup and exits scene with the speed and grace of a nervous teenager at a family party* Arsé-kun: Kay: ......... Well now I'm just embarrassed and don't want to look at anyone. Sheepy: Grif: Ah... He's very cool...! Sheepy: *Grif doesn't seem to notice Kay's mistake. He's more focused on the exit Lance left through.* Sheepy: Grif: He's strong and kind, capable of solving problems without even hearing the details! Amazing! I'd like to be like him one day! Sheepy: Agravain: Lance, cool...? *He doesn't seem too sure...* Arsé-kun: Kay: Yyyyeah, I don't know either. Sheepy: Grif: Very cool! Arsé-kun: *distant Lance confusion continues* Sheepy: Grif: But if I talk to him, I'll say all the wrong things... Arsé-kun: Kay: Would that be new? Sheepy: Grif: No, of course not. But here it matters. My charisma is low. Someone like him must expect higher charisma, right? Sheepy: Grif: My charm stat being high is very meaningless if it draws people in before I'm prepared to talk to them... It's good it didn't work on him. Arsé-kun: Kay: How long is it gonna take you? Sheepy: Grif: Uh... uh... Sheepy: Grif: If I say something bad, it's all over... Sheepy: Grif: Maybe I'll never be ready... Arsé-kun: Kay: *he slightly raises his voice* It would be a real shame if I mentioned that you have a sword before you were ready to talk, huh?? Sheepy: Grif:...? Sheepy: Grif: What? Arsé-kun: Kay: :) Sheepy: Grif: My sword isn't really relevant, is it? Arsé-kun: Lance: *SWORD????* Sheepy: Grif:?! Sheepy: Grif: Uh...uh... Sheepy: Grif: It, uh, has high stats. Arsé-kun: Lance: Um. Y-yeah, I would hope so... Arsé-kun: *IT'S VERY AWKWARD!* Sheepy: Grif: It's [Dragonblade]. I did not name it. My dad found it in his hoard, so he named it this. Sheepy: Grif: It's a birthday present. Arsé-kun: Lance: You're allowed to carry that on campus...? All I'm allowed is a little knife.. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. It's my job to dismember things. Arsé-kun: *Kay takes a seat over There and cracks open the booze to watch this go down. He intends to explain as little as possible* Sheepy: Grif: My job is [Security Guard]. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Grif, you know we're gonna have to explain all this backstory now, right? Sheepy: Grif: I am paid [$0]. Arsé-kun: Merlin: And stop putting things in brackets out loud! Sheepy: Grif: Uh...but... my backstory is very simple. Arsé-kun: *Kay prepares for a lot of secondhand embarrassment.* Sheepy: Grif: My mom disowned me and ran away for not being human enough. My dads raised me away from humans after this event to be capable of protecting humans. I was hired to protect students. I was stationed to this dorm after some events. Now I live here. Sheepy: Bedi: ...It really feels like you left out everything important and added in everything uncomfortable. Sheepy: Grif: This is my whole backstory. This was what was asked for. Sheepy: Grif: What else was I supposed to add? Arsé-kun: Kay: Well, he didn't make it too weird! Next to Tristan's "Both my parents failed to arrive for my birth" bullshit? Sheepy: Grif: They are very forgetful. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Well, I don't feel like explaining the process of human pregnancy to a dragon, lets do something else! Sheepy: Grif: I know of this process. It's when you summon a baby from the stork lord. Arsé-kun: Merlin: .... You know what? I lied. I'm gonna explain it to him. Sheepy: Grif: Tell me of this ritual. Arsé-kun: *Merlin starts explaining where human babies come from to Grif. In great detail. And far more joy than he should.* Sheepy: *Grif gets increasingly distressed during this explanation.* Arsé-kun: *Understandable.* Arsé-kun: Merlin: ---- So your dad probably seriously fucks and that's where human babies come from! It's a terrible process and we need to get on making it faster. Sheepy: Grif: But...Dad said that he had the stork lord on "speed-dial"... Did he lie? Sheepy: Grif: Dad would never lie. Sheepy: Grif: Who is this stork lord? What does he have to do with pregenenancy? Arsé-kun: Merlin: People used to say that a stork would bring kids instead of, well, what I just explained. I got a feeling it means something else here, but I'm not gonna think about that! Sheepy: Bedi: Could it be that, uh... This stork lord... is a man with another bird related name...? Arsé-kun: Kay: *checking his phone* Yer orb dad said 'yes' n' nothing else Sheepy: Grif: I see... Sheepy: Grif: Dad's the stork lord because he gives many people children. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I hate that I was right. Sheepy: Bedi: There's other names to call him... Sheepy: Agravain: *he looks over at Kay in disbelief* You...You...? Arsé-kun: Kay: Deal wit' this? Somehow? Sheepy: Agravain: Yes, but you really, actually...?! Arsé-kun: *Kay just shrugs* Sheepy: Agravain: Your taste is awful. Arsé-kun: Kay: What c'n I say except "I've been knew"? Sheepy: Grif: What? Why would you eat him? Sheepy: Grif: That's cannonballism. Arsé-kun: *Kay fails the 'do not laugh' check* Sheepy: Grif:....? Arsé-kun: Kay: Th' english word you want is cannibalism..! Sheepy: Grif: I see... Sheepy: Grif: Why does he care about how you taste? Arsé-kun: Lot: I'm fairly certain it's describing a sense of aesthetic here instead. Sheepy: Grif:.....?! Sheepy: *Grif has a similar reaction to Lot that he did with Lance - awe.* Arsé-kun: Lance: Hey, look, look at this! *Lot gets a face-full of Sword* Arsé-kun: Lot: :V Sheepy: Grif: They're both so cool...! Arsé-kun: Kay: yet another unrealistic expectation fer men Sheepy: Grif: Worry not, Kay! I'll work hard to accomplish this level of cool! Arsé-kun: Kay: Better you do, I ain't cuttin' it. Sheepy: Grif: But can I...? I think this is an impossible task... Arsé-kun: Yog: *paimon input, finally* Wrong. Sheepy: Grif: But when I help others, I generally need a lot of detail and I end up destroying everything in my path. Is a berserker actually cool...? Sheepy: Bedi: Maybe you could just not destroy everything in your path? Sheepy: Grif: But it's my job. Arsé-kun: *Lance has broken something with Grif's sword in the meantime. He looks incredibly sheepish about it. Oopsie.* Sheepy: Grif: Usually I use it for breaking enemies but this is fine. Arsé-kun: Lance: I did not mean to do that. *he's refusing to look at Grif* Please forgive me. Sheepy: Grif: It's not mine. It's Kay's. Arsé-kun: *Kay is paying 0% attention to the current situation* Sheepy: Grif: He is drunk. Arsé-kun: Lance: Uh. Yes, we see this. I am apologizing because it is your sword. You should take this back before I do anything worse. Arsé-kun: *grif gets his sword back* Sheepy: Grif: Thank you. It's my birthday gift. I got it when I became this year years old. Sheepy: Grif: Kay probably won't remember in the morning you broke it and I'll get accused of your crimes. Worry not. I will correct this mistake upon being prompted. Arsé-kun: Lance: Please do. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: Eh... but... *he briefly glances at Lot. He seems flustered...* Arsé-kun: Lot: ...? Are we that difficult to talk to? Sheepy: Grif: Very cool...! Arsé-kun: Lot: ... Hm. *he looks around briefly* Anyone else think we're going to have the same situation when we go try to talk to girls? I feel like this is going to be the result. That or violence. Sheepy: Bedi: Violence? From whom? Sheepy: Grif: I have spoken to a girl before. Arsé-kun: Lot: The last time we tried, Bors got attacked for being a bit too stubborn. I'm sure it won't happen again. I hope. But yes, as have I. Sheepy: Bedi: You've...only spoken to one girl, once? Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Her name was Haru. Sheepy: *In the background, Aru is prodding at Kay* Arsé-kun: Lot: ... Well, I suppose it's a start. Arsé-kun: *Kay picks his head up to glance at Aru. he's up, he's still up. unfortunately* Sheepy: Bedi: It's more girls than the amount Bors has successfully spoken to, I'm sure. Arsé-kun: Lot: I don't think so. Arsé-kun: Lot: .. Oh, successfully. Sheepy: Aru: You've invited all these friends over and you're just ignoring them and getting drunk? Sheepy: Grif: That's the girl. Sheepy: Aru: By the way, did Kay break that? Arsé-kun: Kay: I didn't invite anybody, they were already here! I didn't ask fer this! Arsé-kun: Kay: N' break what?! I'm gunna have to clean that! Sheepy: Aru: There's a broken glass. Arsé-kun: Kay: Ghhhhoddammit. Sheepy: Aru: You didn't break it? Who did? Sheepy: Grif: My sword. Arsé-kun: Lance: I had it. My apologies. Sheepy: Aru: Sword? Arsé-kun: Lance: He has a sword, yes! It's a bit heavier than I expected it to be... Oh, I'll stop speaking now. Sheepy: Aru: You like swords? I have a sword. Arsé-kun: *Lance looks at her like its Christmas. You're spoiling him, Aru* Sheepy: Aru: Do you want to see it? Arsé-kun: Lance: I should say no. I should really say no. Show me. Sheepy: Aru: I'll be right back. *she leaves briefly before returning in an object wrapped in fabric. She removes it from the fabric, revealing a very fancy looking sword. Nice!* Arsé-kun: Lance: That's... It's so clean... I almost don't want to even go near it. Sheepy: Aru: I don't really understand why it was in a stone, but Teacher was insistent on dumping more work on me afterwards... Arsé-kun: Kay: Don't look like it was in any dirt. This shit looks p' clean to me! Did you wipe the whole thing down? *he leans out of his seat to tilt the sword towards himself* Sheepy: Aru: Of course. Arsé-kun: *Kay is very promptly electrocuted. By the sword. Kay is legally allowed to yell in pain and surpise, and also fall out of the chair without consequences. Which he very much did* Sheepy: Aru:?! Sheepy: Aru: Kay?! Arsé-kun: Kay: What the FUCK was that?! Sheepy: Aru: I don't know! It's never done that before...! Sheepy: Grif:......... Sheepy: Grif: .......Shiny... Arsé-kun: Kay: What the fuck?! This shit a taser?! Motherfucker that hurt! Sheepy: Aru: Maybe it just doesn't like you very much. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Okay, we're all thinking about trying to grab it now! I know we are! So lets not do that unless you are a wizard or Aru! Sheepy: Bedi: How do you know that you're immune? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I don't! Arsé-kun: Merlin: I wanna see what kinda wards it has! Sheepy: Bedi: You can touch it because you electrocute yourself regularly? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I wasn't gonna assume I could safely, whether I fuck myself over or not. Sheepy: Aru: You can give it a try. I think you have the best chance of handling it without beibg shocked. Arsé-kun: *Merlin pulls his sleeve over his hand and goes to carefully take the sword. To his own surprise (and everyone else's), he is able to hold it! Mostly. It's sorta shocking him but he's ignoring it the best he can.* Sheepy: Aru: Maybe it likes you a little. Sheepy: Aru: Or maybe Teacher knew you could handle it. Arsé-kun: Merlin: My hand hurts! This has a LOT of wards on it! Damn- OW! *he nearly drops it* Anti-curse word sword?? Sheepy: Aru: Huh... Sheepy: Aru: But why can I touch it without pain but you can't? Arsé-kun: Merlin: No idea! Sheepy: Bedi: It reminds me of that one movie with the sword. Sheepy: Aru: ...Um, there's a lot of movies with swords. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Ah! You're right! *he hands the sword back to Aru and wrings his hand out* Hold on, hold on, I know the one! Sheepy: Aru: You do? Arsé-kun: Merlin: *he unbraids his hair (a massive undertaking) and pulls it around his face before overacting* Back from Bermuda and the 20th century! Sheepy: Bedi: The Sword in the Stone. There's a sword in a stone in it. Arsé-kun: *Merlin looks slightly disappointed* Sheepy: Bedi: It's - it's... Ahahaha... It's about King Arthur... eheheh.. Arsé-kun: *Merlin perks right back up, makes eye contact with Bedi, and continues the scene* Sheepy: *It doesn't take long for Bedi to go into a fit of giggling!* Sheepy: Aru:...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: :D :D :D Arsé-kun: Lot: I believe he was suggesting that your sword is similar to the King Arthur's.. Sheepy: Grif: Define: Bermuda. Sheepy: Aru: Hm... Oh, I get it. Arsé-kun: Yog: Bermuda - a group of islands in the Atlantic off the Carolina coast; British colony; a popular resort. Location of the Bermuda Triangle. Sheepy: Grif: I know of this place. Cthulhu's vacation home. Arsé-kun: Yog: I was under the understanding of that not being something you were meant to share. Sheepy: Grif: I have made a mistake. Arsé-kun: Kay: Who fuckin' cares? There's a fucking taser sword in my house. Sheepy: Bedi: Ahaha... Merlin is the name of the wizard who teaches King Arthur. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Sure was! Legend says my family is descended from the same one, but it's not like I can ask! Sheepy: Bedi: And Kay is the name of his adoptive sibling... Now that I think about it, he's a redhead drunk there, too. Maybe the name Kay is just destined to produce redhead drunks...? Sheepy: Aru: What, you were disowned? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I-- Arsé-kun: Merlin: What?? Sheepy: Aru:? You can't ask the previous Merlins, so that must be why, right? Sheepy: Bedi: Most of them are dead by now, I'd think... Arsé-kun: Merlin: I mean, there's my grandfather, but... Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'd rather not risk that! Last time I did, I'm pretty sure I hit every bad luck superstition in that one evening! It was bad. Sheepy: Aru:....? Well, alright. I guess I can see why Teacher chose you. Arsé-kun: Merlin: He isn't called the 13th for nothing! Sheepy: Aru: 13th... Sheepy: Aru: There's a lot of Merlins. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yep! Every other generation has one! Sheepy: Aru: But why is the name passed down? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Cause we're wizards and he's cool?? Sheepy: Aru:...? Hm... hmm... Sheepy: Aru: I assumed you all had the same duty that was passed down from Merlin to Merlin... Arsé-kun: Merlin: "You all"??? Arsé-kun: *Merlin is Sus* Sheepy: Aru: Well, there's many Merlins, right? And the original one had the duty of teaching kings to become great... Arsé-kun: Merlin: No kings left that aren't figureheads! Nothin' to do! Sheepy: Aru: And his magic was just how he did it, so the name Merlin isn't really about his magic, but about his duty and accomplishments, right? Anyone can learn magic if they try hard enough, but not everyone can produce a good leader. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Sheesh, okay, settle down King Arthur! I didn't ask for a speech! Sheepy: Aru: I guess if you're Merlin, that does make me King Arthur... Arsé-kun: Kay: This sucks! Why's all this weird shit happening now? Sheepy: Aru: Oh, that makes Kay the redhead drunk older brother. Arsé-kun: Merlin: The one that insults everyone constantly and forever? Sheepy: Aru: Uhuh. Sheepy: Aru: And that makes this Caliburn, huh. Arsé-kun: Kay: If one of you fuckshits calls me "Cai" one more goddamn time, I WILL clean you up with that fucking broom! *attention span: no* Sheepy: Aru: Is that your Cai Instinct in action? Arsé-kun: Kay: OKAY THATS IT Arsé-kun: *Kay gets up to Obliterate Aru* Sheepy: Aru: You can't hit me! Arsé-kun: Kay: I don't have to! I only need to catch you! Sheepy: Aru:?! Sheepy: Aru: Do I at least get a head start? Arsé-kun: Kay: Hell no! C'mere you lil shit! Sheepy: Aru: *she turns to flee. pauses. realizes she's holding a sharp object* Sheepy: Aru: I can't run with this! Arsé-kun: Kay: That's a shame! Sheepy: Aru:...Here, you hold this! *She absentmindedly shoves it into Lance's hands and flees* Arsé-kun: Lance: Don't give this to me!! *he yells as he eagerly takes it. the sword just as eagerly shocks him into oblivion. Maybe even moreso. Hard Ban from the sword servers* Sheepy: Bedi: She electrocuted Lance... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Hand me that broom, pronto! He's still holding it and it hasn't stopped I don't think! Sheepy: *Bedi grabs the broom and passes it to Merlin* Arsé-kun: *Merlin starts whacking at the sword with the broom. No! Bad! Get on the floor!* Sheepy: Bedi: It's very dangerous... Sheepy: Bedi: I'm sorry, but...! *he goes to grab the sword* Arsé-kun: *Bedi is immediately shocked by the sword as well!* Sheepy: Bedi: *he grimaces and attempts removing the sword.* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 3 Arsé-kun: *He absolutely does not remove the sword.* Arsé-kun: *Bedivere takes 5 shock damage* Sheepy: Bedi: Please stop! You'll kill him! Sheepy: Grif: I know of a solution. Sheepy: Grif: Remove his arms. Arsé-kun: Yog: Removing limbs is absolutely not a valid strategy here. Sheepy: Grif: Explain. Arsé-kun: Yog: Traumatizing. Sheepy: Grif: I see. Sheepy: Grif: Well, Mr. Sword. You've had your fun. *He grabs it and attempts wrenching it out of Lance's hands.* Sheepy: Grif: Shocking people is wrong. If you shock anyone else, I will shock you. Arsé-kun: *Grif is able to easily yank the sword from Lance's grip. He takes no damage.* Sheepy: Grif: I break things for a living. Hurt anyone else and I will demonstrate to you the art of sword breaking. Arsé-kun: *Lance is paralyzed! It cannot move!* Sheepy: Bedi: We need to do something...! Sheepy: Grif: Behold your crimes, Calibum. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I can heal damage, maybe! Arsé-kun: *Grif takes one shock damage. 1.* Sheepy: Grif: No. Bad. Sheepy: Grif: You will not shock people, Calibunga. I will break you in two if you do not CoD. Arsé-kun: Yog: If you do not Call of Duty? ???? Sheepy: Grif: Cease and desist. Sheepy: Grif: Do you understand your crimes? Haku handed it to him. She entrusted it to him. Sheepy: Grif: And yet, you shock him. What an awful sword you are. Arsé-kun: *the sword just keeps trying to shock Grif. it is not making progress nor is it responding* Sheepy: Grif: Terrible. Awful. Sheepy: *Bedi is calling Raph in the background* Arsé-kun: Lot: It's a sword... I doubt it can hear you... Put that down and help me! Sheepy: Grif: With what? Arsé-kun: Lot: Help me move Lance to somewhere safer! I don't know how to do this... Sheepy: Grif: I see. Arsé-kun: *Yog helps by giving Grif some dotted lines. in this case, "safe" means the living room sofa.* Sheepy: *Grif tosses Caliburn aside and lifts up Lance.* Arsé-kun: *Sword in hand becomes sword on floor.* Sheepy: *Grif brings Lance to the sofa* Arsé-kun: *Lance never utters a peep. The entire experience seems to have rendered him unconscious.* Arsé-kun: *Lot follows Grif like a lost puppy. He's really, really concerned and rightfully so!* Arsé-kun: *Yog brings up a status screen for Grif. Lance's HP is at 0.* Sheepy: Grif: I see. His HP is 0. Sheepy: Grif: I left my 99 potions in [Dad's Hoard] so I wouldn't use them. Unfortunate. Arsé-kun: Yog: I still genuinely believe that was a very poor decision. Sheepy: Grif: When I get more I will have more, but I should never use them because I may need them. Arsé-kun: Yog: If you do not use them when you need them, you may die or someone else may. Sheepy: Grif: If I have a healer, I will never need them. Sheepy: Bedi: I called Raphael, but if you had these potions, you could heal Lance... Sheepy: Grif: The potions wouldn't work on Lancelot because he's at 0 HP. It requires a different item. Sheepy: Bedi: ...Do you have this item...? Arsé-kun: Yog: He does not. He hoards usable items like his father and never uses them. Sheepy: Grif: I put it in [Dad's Hoard] because it is useless to me. I have no party. Sheepy: Bedi: Grif! We need that! Sheepy: Grif: This is unfortunate. Thankfully, a healer is on the way. This is the benefit of healers. You never need to use items because they always can heal you, although if they use their healing spells too often, they will run out of MP. Therefore, you should never use their healing spells unless you need them. Arsé-kun: Lot: Healers cannot heal when they are also unconscious. Sheepy: Grif: I see... Sheepy: Grif: So I should have kept them. Sheepy: Grif:..... Sheepy: Grif: Unfortunate. One day I will get more as drops. Sheepy: Grif: Defeating Nyarlathotep gives me [Chaos Cookie] on occasion. Revives 1 ally at 100% HP and MP. It is too valuable to use... Sheepy: Grif: I would rather perish than use [Chaos Cookie]. I look upon it and feel hunger within me, and yet I never eat it... I want to try [Chaos Cookie] one day... Sheepy: Bedi: Is that even safe for human consumption? Sheepy: Bedi:...Is it safe for him to have...? Arsé-kun: Yog: That is a very good question. Sheepy: Grif: I bet it tastes like apples. Or ice cream. Both are very good... Arsé-kun: Yog: Sometimes. Arsé-kun: Yog: It is a solid sometimes, to all of those questions. Nyar did not actually invent these, but this is not the time for lore. Sheepy: Grif: Did he name them? Arsé-kun: Yog: In English, yes. Sheepy: Grif: I see... Sheepy: Grif: Nyarlathotep does some good. Arsé-kun: *very distantly, nyar sneezes. this is completely irrelevant* Sheepy: Bedi: So it isn't safe for Lance. Arsé-kun: Yog: It is entirely up to chance. Sheepy: Bedi: Let's wait for Raphael. Sheepy: Grif: Raphael can't have my [Chaos Cookie]. Sheepy: Bedi: I think he'll be here soon. Arsé-kun: *while they wait, a brief shift to make sure kay and aru arent dead. they arent, but kay might as well be* Sheepy: *Aru is keeping her voice low, but is complaining on the phone to her teacher about Caliburn.* Arsé-kun: *on the bright side, at least Kay isnt snoring* Sheepy: *Aru is thankful for this.* Arsé-kun: Primo: --- But that is unfortunate. However, you can't just expect everything to be harmless. Sheepy: Aru: But swords don't usually electrocute people...! Arsé-kun: Primo: This is true. They usually do not. Sheepy: Aru: It's also never hurt me. Why? Does it like me? Is that why I felt a draw to it...? If I'd known it'd electrocute people, I wouldn't have taken it out... Sheepy: Aru: Maybe if I punish it it won't do it again. Like letting it collect dust for a bit. It probably wouldn't like that. Arsé-kun: Primo: You want to punish a sword. Sheepy: Aru: You act like it's just a sword. Arsé-kun: Primo: It is a sword. Sheepy: Aru: But swords don't have opinions on people. Caliburn clearly does. Arsé-kun: Primo: How can a sword have opinions on people it has never encountered prior? Sheepy: Aru: It clearly went out of its way to be extra vicious towards Lance! Arsé-kun: Primo: That sounds like a bad coincidence more than anything. Sheepy: Aru: So you claim it being fine with me and electrocuting others is perfectly normal sword behavior. Arsé-kun: Primo: For this sword, yes. It has always electrocuted people. That is not new. Honest statement. Sheepy: Aru: Okay, so let's say there is something in the sword. An entity of some sort. Arsé-kun: Primo: Interesting concept. Go on. Sheepy: Aru: How could I talk to it if it existed? I can't let it continue being hostile towards others here when they have no ill intent. Arsé-kun: Primo: That would depend on quite a few factors. Is it sentient? Is it conscious? Does it have control over the sword, or the other way around? Is it malicious or unfortunate? We would need answers to all of these things first. Sheepy: Aru: I don't know. How could we find out? Arsé-kun: Primo: I can give you one answer of your choice. The rest will be up to you. Sheepy: Aru: Only one...? Arsé-kun: Primo: You can't learn if I do it all for you. Sheepy: Aru: I don't really see how I could even find the answer to these other questions... Arsé-kun: Primo: Then pick wisely. Sheepy: Aru: I think it being sentient is the most important first step. There's not much point to the other questions otherwise because it couldn't be reasoned with if it isn't sentient. Arsé-kun: Primo: Good choice. I will give that an honest answer. Arsé-kun: Primo: The sword itself is not, but maintains a single baseline thought of "Are they worthy?". The entity inside was sentient initially. I cannot speak for its current status. Sheepy: Aru: So the entity could be sentient... Sheepy: Aru: I just need to get through to it somehow...but how...? Arsé-kun: Primo: I would like to hope it still is. It would be devastating if it wasn't... But good luck! Sheepy: Aru: I don't even know where to go from here!! Arsé-kun: Primo: I personally recommend determining if it is conscious or not. Any answering system will work, I suppose, and that is all I can give you! Sheepy: Aru: Maybe if I grow stronger, it'll get intimidated and finally talk back to me... Or if I keep telling it about my day, it'll finally crack and tell me to stop telling it about my day every day. Arsé-kun: Primo: Good luck! Sheepy: Aru: Oh, or maybe...! A Ouija board! Arsé-kun: Primo: .... .... I'm going to stop you right there. Don't play with those. Sheepy: Aru: Eh? Sheepy: Aru: It's an answering system, isn't it? Arsé-kun: Primo: It is, but it's too risky. Stop making me be honest. The last blunt thing you are getting is that the next time an Ouija is used by anyone currently present on your end, it will end badly. Sheepy: Aru: Eh...? Sheepy: Aru:....Uh, okay. Sheepy: Aru: I guess I'll try to think of ways it can interact with me... Arsé-kun: Primo: Anyway, tootles! I have work to do, and then I'm going to visit the Bermudas! Sheepy: Aru: You're visiting the Bermudas now??? Arsé-kun: Primo: Eventually! But not yet! No, you cannot come, it's the vacation spot of a big nasty! Okay, hasta la byebye! Sheepy: Aru:?! B...bye? Arsé-kun: *Primo hangs up on her.* Sheepy: Aru: Ugh, talking to him is such a pain sometimes... Arsé-kun: Kay: *drowsily* Sounds like it. Sheepy: Aru: Sorry, did I wake you? Arsé-kun: Kay: Eyup. Sheepy: Aru: I tried to keep it down, but he can be really obnoxious. Arsé-kun: Kay: Then keep it down more, idiot. Sheepy: Aru: Maybe you'd actually be helpful here... Arsé-kun: Kay: ....? Sheepy: Aru: If you wanted to talk to a sword entity, how would you get it to respond? Sheepy: Aru: Teacher banned Ouija boards. Arsé-kun: Kay: Uh... Fuck, I dunno, with words? Ask Grif. He's better at weird shite. Sheepy: Aru: It likes shocking people, so maybe I'll tell it to give one little shock for yes and two little shocks for no. Arsé-kun: Kay: Just don't taze me again. Sheepy: Aru: But I don't want to be shocked either. Arsé-kun: Kay: Hook that bitch to a lightbulb, I don't know. Sheepy: Aru: Huh. Sheepy: Aru: When you're drunk, you get good ideas. Arsé-kun: Kay: H-hey, you sayin' I get none when I ain't?? Sheepy: Aru: Sometimes you do. Sheepy: Aru: But there's Kay ideas and Drunk Kay ideas, and this falls under the Drunk label! Arsé-kun: Kay: 'm only useful when I'm drunk off my shits? I'll reme'ber that..! Sheepy: Aru: No! Sheepy: Aru: But your most out of the box ideas are when you're drunk. Sheepy: Aru: Meanwhile, in any other situation, I'd probably rather only take advice from you when you're sober. Arsé-kun: Kay: Ay, speakin' of, maybe get that bitch a box so we don't get tazed. Sheepy: Aru: Box...? Sheepy: Aru: That's a good idea. Sheepy: Aru: Maybe it's like a cat and it feels safest in a box. Arsé-kun: Kay: Maybe it's a bitch. Sheepy: Aru: You can't say that yet! We don't know that. Sheepy: Aru: Maybe it's a perfectly nice sword ghost who feels distress when the right person isn't carrying it, but it's too shy to say anything. Sheepy: Aru: Grif was talking to it like it was alive. Arsé-kun: Kay: I don't fuckin' know. Circle. Sheepy: Aru: How does a circle... create a human? Arsé-kun: Kay: Grif said with the Sims. Didn't say which one. Sheepy: Aru:?! Arsé-kun: Kay: Th' issue here is he's too stupid to lie, but that's so goddamn fuckin'. Sheepy: Aru: If we put a plate in fromt of him, will he complain until he eventually starves to death? Arsé-kun: Kay: I'd pay my wallet betting he'd eat the plate. Arsé-kun: Kay: Okay, but- But... D-do you think he's... *snicker* Do you think he's hardbanned from trying to try for*snort* try for baby with the grim reaper? Sheepy: Aru: I sure hope so! Sheepy: Aru: But if a meteor hit a school he was in, he wouldn't be allowed to evacuate... Arsé-kun: Kay: He'd just say "No" and tank it. Sheepy: Aru: Can he get out of the pool if the ladder is removed? Sheepy: Aru: I guess it'd depend on which Sims... Arsé-kun: Kay: He can climb out of the pool, but not the water. Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah, don't intend to. Sheepy: Aru: I think he'd drown unsupervised... Arsé-kun: Kay: Oh, absolutely. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ---And federal tax dollars go to Gawain trying to get around with every couple on campus. Sheepy: Bedi: In a way, he's simultaneously winning yet losing Lot's chick hunts... Sheepy: Bedi: The relationships are meaningless and purely business. Arsé-kun: Lot: I have established that business-related endeavors do not count. Sheepy: Bedi: So Gawain is at 0... Arsé-kun: Lot: If men were counted, he'd be at... One, maybe. Sheepy: Bedi: Eh? Gawain actually hooked up with someone? Arsé-kun: Lot: It lasted approximately three days before both parties decided it was weird. Sheepy: Bedi: Ah... That sounds like Gawain alright. Sheepy: Bedi: Lucan has mentioned having a girlfriend but I've never seen her. Arsé-kun: Lot: Yeah, he did win a past season with that. Sheepy: Bedi: Although one time I came to visit him and he had a bowl of milk sitting by his bed. I asked why and his response was that he had a fight with his girlfriend. Arsé-kun: Merlin: What, so he's bonking a succubus now? Does that even count? Sheepy: Bedi: H-he's... what?! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yeah, that repels succubi. Might work on the other kinds too? Don't care enough. Sheepy: Bedi: Oh no... he's gotten into a relationship with a succubi...? But he's already sick. They eat life forces, don't they? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Even if they ate his life, they'd get like. Nothing. Sheepy: Grif: I see.. He has no life... Sheepy: Bedi: Wouldn't he just die? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yeah, probably. Sheepy: Bedi: Kay is 0, too. Arsé-kun: Kay: I better fuckin' be! The day I flirt with a womans the day I goddamn die! Sheepy: Bedi: But if we count any date, you're still 0, right? Arsé-kun: Kay: ... Shit, yeah, you right. Sheepy: Grif: I have had many dates. Arsé-kun: *Raph has entered into whatever this conversation is. He did knock but it was probably missed.* Sheepy: Bedi: I see... Grif's a hopeless romantic just like his Dad... although his Dad would probably call this a "player". Sheepy: Grif:........? Arsé-kun: Yog: Griflet is referring to either the fruit, or the individual days he has been alive. This mistake has been done before. Sheepy: Bedi: So he's 0, too. Sheepy: Grif: Chewy... Arsé-kun: Lot: So Gawain, I, and Lucan are in the top rankings still. That is unfortunate. Sheepy: Bedi: Tristan is 0, too? Arsé-kun: Lot: Duh. Sheepy: Bedi: That doesn't surprise me. Sheepy: Bedi: I'm 1, too, but does it count? Arsé-kun: Lot: It counts. Sheepy: Bedi: I am 1, then. Merlin's...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Formally at one. I know! Surprising! Sheepy: Bedi: Yes.. Sheepy: Grif: You are all little babies then. Arsé-kun: Lot: Okay, Mr. Tough Guy, how many people have you gone on romantic dates with? Sheepy: Grif: Romantic dates? Arsé-kun: *Yog then has to explain what a romantic date is* Sheepy: Grif: I see. Sheepy: Grif: I have never boosted a bond level to 10. The closest non-family member I have to bond level 10 is... Sheepy: Grif: Kay, at bond level 2. Arsé-kun: Lot: I'm sorry for asking. Sheepy: Grif: My charisma is very low. Sheepy: Grif: Yours is very high... very cool... Arsé-kun: Lot: I'm cool now. Sheepy: Grif: How did you accomplish this? Arsé-kun: Lot: By talking to people a lot? I don't know. Sheepy: Grif: I see... Sheepy: Grif: Well, too bad. Arsé-kun: Yog: I do not mean to interrupt, but I see an opportunity of reminding you that you do currently have one useful curative item. Arsé-kun: Yog: Kthanid's Respite. Do I need to give you an early tutorial reminder, or can you figure this out yourself? Sheepy: Grif: Tutorial. Arsé-kun: Yog: Use the item on someone else. Here. I will bypass the menu for you. Sheepy: Grif:...? Arsé-kun: *big orb in Grif's bag pokes out slightly, but only to shove a bag of yellow candy onto the floor. what color is the orb? uhhhhhh. whiiiiiidont know* Sheepy: *Grif picks it up.* Arsé-kun: *[Kthanid's Respite] fully restores status conditions on one party member.* Sheepy: Grif: I see. This is for Kay. Arsé-kun: Kay: Whh'? Sheepy: Grif: Kay? Are you ready? Sheepy: Grif: Use this item. Arsé-kun: Kay: Fffffer what? Eh? Candy..? Sheepy: Grif: Use it. Arsé-kun: *Kay blankly stares at Grif. processing load too heavy, try later* Sheepy: Grif: I will use it on you. Sheepy: *Grif shoves one of the candies into Kay's mouth!* Arsé-kun: *Kay makes a brief sound of protest before kinda just pausing mid-chew. you can almost SEE the drunk leave him. it's amazing. worth every penny. And MAN does he look confused* Sheepy: Grif: It worked. Arsé-kun: Kay: Wh't th' fk Sheepy: Grif: *blank stare* Arsé-kun: Kay: What the actual, and I do mean actual, fuck? Sheepy: Grif: What? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Is he sober now? Is it really that simple?? Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Arsé-kun: Kay: Great. Goddammit. I was trying to avoid feeling things and you're making me do it anyway! ... And here comes the concern, goddammit! Arsé-kun: Kay: Fuck! Sheepy: Grif: Do you want to feel something else? Arsé-kun: Kay: If your answer is "pain", no thanks! Already had that! Sheepy: Grif: Hm. I was going to punch you until you felt better. Arsé-kun: Kay: And I was gonna offer to help clean that sword, too! Not happening now! Sheepy: Aru: I can handle it! Arsé-kun: Kay: *he shudders* And why's the fucking window open?! Sheepy: Grif: A bird. Arsé-kun: Kay: So NOT Elyan, according to you? Sheepy: Grif: Sometimes Elyan is not a bird. Sheepy: Grif: For example, with enough exposure to Fou, he will eventually become a Fou. Sheepy: Grif: Water copies the form of its surroundings, and at his core, Elyan is a water. Sheepy: Agravain: If you're still struggling to deduce the obvious, neither Raphael nor Lance are present. The window wasn't opened until they left, and none of us saw them leave, presumably. Sheepy: Agravain: Therefore, Raphael opened the window. Sheepy: Agravain: Maybe he decided to jump out of it as a shortcut. *Agravain, your scary grin is showing.* Sheepy: Grif:...Although, if you think about it... Sheepy: Grif: If water's only surrounding is human shaped, it'll copy the shape of its only surrounding... Sheepy: Grif: So perhaps Elyan might just steal our looks. Arsé-kun: Kay: I hate that. Thanks a lot. Sheepy: Grif: I'll request he copy Fou if he copies anyone. Arsé-kun: *merlin pockets a floor feather. merlin pockets a floor feather. merlin pockets a floor f* Arsé-kun: Lot: Are we gonna gloss over the school nurse jumping out a window with my brother?? Sheepy: Grif: It sounds logical. I would do it too. Arsé-kun: Lot: No! With how high up we are?? That could easily injure or kill someone. Sheepy: Grif:.... Sheepy: Grif: Well, clearly with the feathers there he flew. Wouldn't you? Arsé-kun: Lot: How, though..? Sheepy: Grif:? Sheepy: Grif: With his wings? Arsé-kun: Lot: Did you see wings? I certainly did not. Sheepy: Grif:? Sheepy: Grif: Wouldn't he just hide them until he needs them so they don't get in his way? Arsé-kun: Kay: How have I dealt with this since the 19th without wanting to injure myself? Sheepy: Grif: I would never let you injure yourself. I care about you. You're my friend. Sheepy: Grif: If you try, I’ll punch you. Arsé-kun: Kay: Why the fuck would I? That shit would hurt! Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Arsé-kun: *Lot has gone back to looking down out the window. He's still very concerned* Sheepy: Bedi: I hope he’s okay... Arsé-kun: Lot: Me too. Arsé-kun: Merlin: For Fun. For Glory. Arsé-kun: Merlin: To keep people off their shit. Sheepy: Aru: But... It’s just a sword. Sheepy: Aru: It can’t do anything other than cut things and stab things, right? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I think we've seen otherwise! Sheepy: Aru: Well, other than that, there’s nothing unique about it. Right? Arsé-kun: Merlin: And the fifty billion wards on it? Yeah, probably not. Sheepy: Aru: Okay, so what does it do? Your ancestor taught the original King Arthur to wield this very blade. Certainly that knowledge was passed down to you, right? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Clearly, it can electrocute people! *he doesn't seem very appreciative rn* So hitting people with it would obliterate them, yeah? Sheepy: Aru:....Eh, so basically you don't know, right? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I got nothing! Nothing's been passed down! Sheepy: Aru: This is probably why Teacher sent me to you, then. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I can help you with MAGIC, sure, sorta, but not that! Sheepy: Aru: Because unlike the other Merlins, you're still young and could benefit well from knowledge that wasn't passed down to you... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Why do so many people know more about my own family than I do?! Sheepy: Aru: Well, that's your mystery to solve, now isn't it? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Then good luck with your taser! Sheepy: Aru: Ugh, you're cruel! Okay, let me think... Sheepy: Aru: Well, of course the one who would send me to you in the first place would tell me everything I needed to know about your family, right? Except Teacher very conveniently didn't tell me that you didn't know much your family yourself. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yeah, ain't that cool? Gramps hasn't taught me shite except how to avoid ladders at all costs. Sheepy: Aru: It's almost like I'm more a part of your family than you are... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Well, fuck me I guess! Sheepy: Aru: I'll try to fill you in about everything as best as I can. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Why don't you go meet my parents while you're at it? They'd probably adopt you on the spot. *he's... very bitter* Sheepy: Aru: Eh? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I mean, you're probably right! Sheepy: Aru: I don't really want to be adopted by your parents... Teacher is already like a granddad to me. Arsé-kun: Kay: And it isn't like we don't have parents. Sheepy: Aru: And I love my parents. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Cool. I'm gonna make sure Tristan's alive. *and he just leaves. just like that* Sheepy: Aru: Eh? Arsé-kun: Kay: Ehh? What's up his ass? Sheepy: Aru: He could've borrowed some books on the subject from me... I would've let him. Sheepy: Bedi: Telling someone who already feels insecure about his connection to his family that you're more part of his family than he is is rude. Arsé-kun: Kay: Oh, like you're any better, sir insults him anyway. Sheepy: Bedi:...? Sheepy: Bedi: Do I...? I hadn't really noticed... Sheepy: Bedi: I don't try to. Arsé-kun: Kay: I was fucking with you. Chill. Sheepy: Bedi: Ah... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Tristan is very much still alive. Confirmed! Sheepy: Aru: Sorry for what I said. I didn't know it was hurtful. I can teach you everything! I even have books. Arsé-kun: Merlin: You got books?? All I got were some old scrolls I can barely read and a kick in the ass for taking a science class in high school. Sheepy: Aru: I do. Teacher assigned them. I read them already, so you can borrow them. Sheepy: Aru: I'm sure my brother and sister do too, but... I guess you can't really approach a stranger wnd demand their books. Sheepy: Grif: Remember, Merlin. Sheepy: Grif: You cannot eat borrowed books. Arsé-kun: Merlin: True, but they could eat you if they're cursed. Sheepy: Grif: Foolishness. Sheepy: Grif: I would eat them first. Sheepy: Grif: Take the initiative, Merlin. Don't pass up opportunities just because of societal norms. Eat the books. Sheepy: Aru:...There was a vague attempt at a motivational speech, but it all came crashing down... Arsé-kun: Kay: This is why he has a low charisma. Sheepy: Grif: Wrong. Sheepy: Grif: It's because, uh... Sheepy: *Grif shifts anxiously, clearly embarrassed.* Sheepy: Grif:...My intimidation stat is very high, so my conversations end quickly because people lie to get away from me. My experience with conversing is minimal, so I am almost entirely learning from you and everyone else who enters this dorm. Arsé-kun: Lot: You're doing a good job then, because we're all still here. Sheepy: Grif: Ah... he said I was doing a good job...! I must be, then. Arsé-kun: Kay: And I haven't kicked you out yet, so you must be tolerable at least. Sheepy: Grif: You're my first friend outside of my family. I wouldn't kick you, either. Arsé-kun: *Kay appreciates this* Sheepy: Grif: I see... My charisma is not getting too much in the way of making a friend. Sheepy: Grif: Merlin is kind, too. Perhaps one day he will be my friend. Sheepy: Aru: By the way, Merlin. Arsé-kun: Merlin: What? What this time? Sheepy: Aru: Eh, I guess you should be mad, but even so, seeing that I probably damaged our relationship a little hurts... Uh, that's not what I was going to say. Sheepy: Aru: I can tell you about stuff you probably should know, since Teacher decided to make you teach me for the time being. Basically, I'm your sidekick now! So I guess now that I know you're in the dark about a lot, I should tell you about some things. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'd like that. Sheepy: Aru: Okay, here's one! Did you know King Arthur's my great, great, great, great... so on and so forth, grandpa? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Confirmed? Sheepy: Aru: Yeah. Arsé-kun: *Kay staring from across the room.gif* Sheepy: Aru: What? Arsé-kun: Kay: Why does no one tell me things, ever? Sheepy: Aru: ? Arsé-kun: Kay: You can't just come out swinging with somethin' like that! What's next, Bedi's related to the knight? Or maybe Tristan? Not Gawain. Sheepy: Aru: Eh? Sheepy: Aru: Why would I know something like that? Arsé-kun: Kay: Who knows? Maybe you do! Sheepy: Aru: If I did... information is power! Learn it yourself! Arsé-kun: Kay: NASA only uses around 15 digits of pi in its calculations for sending rockets into space. There's some useless information. Heck off. Sheepy: Aru: Eh? I thought this was kinda important, though... Arsé-kun: Kay: It is! That's why I'm annoyed that I'm always left out! How long have the other two known? Sheepy: Aru: I mean, it explains why I've been stuck learning all of this stuff, right? I assumed Merlin knew so I didn't mention it. Sheepy: Aru: Eh? You didn't know? Arsé-kun: *Kay gives Aru the flattest stare he can muster* Sheepy: Aru: I'd assume they've always known... I mean, we're stuck learning from Teacher and reading tons of books "just in case" we get stuck with his job. I'd guess everyone in Mom's side has, right? Arsé-kun: Kay: I want to start drinking again. *his expression hasn't changed* Sheepy: Aru: Huh... I guess that's why you were skipped? Such is the fate of Kay to be left out, no matter the generation... Arsé-kun: Kay: Well, fuck it! I'll catch up eventually! Sheepy: Aru: You can read my books. I can also teach you a few skills he taught me, but I'm not really a good teacher... Maybe Merlin might be more fitting for that role. Sheepy: Aru: I don't really mesh well with skills that hurt others. I get anxious and fire it without thinking about where it'll hit. I just hope it's non lethal. Sheepy: Bedi: Merlin has taught me a few spells. He is a very good teacher. Sheepy: Aru: Like...? Sheepy: Bedi:....he's a very good teacher! Arsé-kun: Merlin: That makes it sound really shifty! Sheepy: Bedi: I am a very bad student... Arsé-kun: Merlin: No, it's just difficult! Chin up, we'll get somewhere! Sheepy: Bedi: Really? I suppose you've been doing it long enough that you make it seem easy... Arsé-kun: Merlin: I still blow myself up with overflows and backlash. How do I make anything look easy??? Sheepy: Bedi: Well, you blow yourself up with ease. Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's not a good thing! But okay, fine! I'm bored, lets see if anyone else can cast a magic missile! Sheepy: Bedi: Magic missile... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Do you think you have the hang of it? Sheepy: Bedi: If I don't and you get hit by it, will you die? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I highly doubt I will? Sheepy: Bedi: What is our target? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Uh.... Uhhh.... Oh, I got it! *he exits briefly, then places a water bottle on the kitchen island* .... We should probably not do this here, huh? Sheepy: Bedi: Yes... if we break anything, Kay will be angry. Arsé-kun: Kay: I'll kick your ass. Sheepy: Bedi: Please don't. I sit on it. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Relocate to the main room! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Also, that ass belongs to Me and you can't touch it! *myehhhhh!* Arsé-kun: Kay: gross Sheepy: Aru: It's attached to Bedi, though... Sheepy: Bedi: Main room seems like a good idea. Arsé-kun: Merlin: And Bedi is Mine. But okay, move along, skedaddle skedoodle, before Kay turns me into a noodle! Sheepy: Aru:...Uhuh. Arsé-kun: Lot: *he's just watching this, but slowly shifting towards Grif* Sheepy: Grif: *he is idling and staring into space* Arsé-kun: Lot: ... Might I borrow you briefly? Sheepy: Grif: Borrow? I have no wheels, so I am not of much use. Arsé-kun: Lot: That's a wheelbarrow. I was going to ask you to help me with something. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. I can help. Arsé-kun: Lot: Great. I really want to get across campus to see if Lance is doing okay, but it's too late to do it myself. I don't think anything will happen, duh, but it's better to be on the safe side. Sheepy: Grif: I will escort you. What about your friend? Tryst? Arsé-kun: Lot: Tristan? He'll be fine. Sheepy: Grif: Do I leave him here? Sheepy: Grif: Eventually I will want to sit on that sofa... Hm, I'll just sit on him. No issue. Arsé-kun: Lot: Nothing's stopping you... But please respect his personal space. Sheepy: Grif: Define. Sheepy: Grif: I have heard not of this term. Arsé-kun: Lot: Hm. No, I think you can figure that one out. Sheepy: Grif:.... Sheepy: Grif: Very cool.... he inspires me to think for myself... Sheepy: Grif: Purrsonal space: A universe of cats. Arsé-kun: Lot: It wasn't a pun, but that is also a very good answer. I'm taking note of that. Sheepy: Grif: Synonyms: Meowky Way Galaxy, Mewniverse, Bath Tub. Sheepy: Grif: Speaking of bath tub, maybe Elyan will befriend Tristan. Arsé-kun: Lot: Who knows? Certainly not I. Sheepy: Grif: Elyan is kind. I will tell you about him on the walk. Sheepy: Grif: I will tell you more about Elyan along the way. Sheepy: Grif: When did you want to head off? Arsé-kun: Lot: Now would be good. Just give me one moment. Sheepy: Grif: Fine. Sheepy: Grif: I will defeat any threat. Arsé-kun: *Lot exits for a moment and comes back with a few cookies. He gives Grif one.* Sheepy: Grif: Cookie? Arsé-kun: Lot: Cookie. Sheepy: Grif: Archiman cooked this. Arsé-kun: Lot: Agravain did, yes. Sheepy: Grif: I see. There's a 50-50 chance it's poisoned just based on his feel. I will trust it. Sheepy: Grif: If I try it, it's a 50% chance it won't kill me. If I don't try it, there's a 0% chance it won't kill me. Arsé-kun: Lot: If he poisoned these, feel free to give him the ol' one-two after we've recovered. Sheepy: Grif: I will. Sheepy: Grif: Very cool... You even let me fight people. Arsé-kun: Lot: I figure that I can't stop you. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. You figure right. Sheepy: *Grif heads out, dragging Lot with him. He's excited!* Arsé-kun: Lot: *oh ok* Sheepy: *Grif drags Lot to the hospital.* Arsé-kun: *nothing happens on the way there. disappointing.* Sheepy: Grif: We arrive. Arsé-kun: Lot: We have. Thank you. Sheepy: Grif: What now? Arsé-kun: Lot: Well, first I pay you for your service. After that, I don't know. Arsé-kun: *Lot pulls out his wallet to get money. he hands Grif a ten dollar bill. that's money baybe* Sheepy: Grif: Money... Arsé-kun: Lot: I'll probably stay for the night. You can go back home or whatever you want. Sheepy: Grif: I see. This works. I will return home then. Sheepy: *Grif heads home.* Arsé-kun: *Grif is met with loud snoring upon getting in range. No one appreciates it.* Sheepy: Tristan: --How sad! I have been abandoned! Truly, someone such as I will always end up in the dark pits of loneliness and despair...! Sheepy: Grif: A threat is nearby. Arsé-kun: Kay: That's Gawain. Also, shut up, Tristan, we're right here. Sheepy: Tristan: Ah... but my closest companion has left me... Arsé-kun: Kay: Maybe 'cause you weren't up. Now shut. Sheepy: Grif: Kay. I must show you a treasure I found for you on my walk home. Arsé-kun: Kay: Show me the rock, Grif. Sheepy: *Grif gives Kay a rock. He seems pleased with himself!* Sheepy: Grif: Behold. Arsé-kun: Kay: Sure is a rock. Sheepy: Grif: My gift to you. A symbol of our bond. A treasure I chose for you. Arsé-kun: Kay: That's so corny. *he takes the rock* Sheepy: Grif: Corny? Sheepy: Grif: Hm... corny beef... Very good... Sheepy: Grif: Do you like it? Arsé-kun: Kay: It's a bit rough, but it's definitely a rock. Ten outta ten, is a rock. Sheepy: Grif:...! Sheepy: Grif: I see... get a smoother rock next time... Sheepy: Grif: Maybe a red tinted one. You feel like you like red. Sheepy: Grif: There are few green rocks. They look very tasty, so I ate some from Dad's hoard when I was little. I got sick. He was displeased by my actions. Arsé-kun: Yog: Imagine glowing for a week because of your failure to identify things. Wouldn't be my son. Arsé-kun: Yog: ... Or my husband. Sheepy: Grif: It made my stomach hurt a lot, but Dad did it before and seemed fine. Arsé-kun: Yog: You have no radiation immunity. He does not either. Sheepy: Grif: Why? Arsé-kun: Kay: Because radiation is hella bad for you usually? Sheepy: Grif: How do I build resistance to radiation? Sheepy: Grif: Hm...I have an idea. Sheepy: Grif: Grandpa is radioactive, right? So if I absorb his radiation by spending time with him I will grow a resistance to radiation. Arsé-kun: Yog: I do not recommend it. Sheepy: Grif: Do you not like Grandpa? Arsé-kun: Yog: We have discussed this already. Sheepy: Grif: Yes... Sheepy: Grif: However. Green rocks look tasty. Arsé-kun: Kay: What CAN'T you eat, seriously? Sheepy: Grif:....Hm... Arsé-kun: Yog: Speaking of inedibles and your grandfather, you still have a quest due for him. Sheepy: Grif: I do not remember this quest. Arsé-kun: Yog: You were going to buy bug spray for him. *he brings up the quest log for Grif* Sheepy: Grif: How? Sheepy: Grif: Where is the shop? Arsé-kun: Yog: Why don't you ask? Sheepy: Grif: Kay. Sheepy: Grif: Do you know of bug spray? Arsé-kun: Kay: ... I'll just buy it for you after class. You'll owe me like ten bucks, though. Sheepy: Grif:?! Sheepy: Grif: So much... what will you do with it all...? Arsé-kun: Kay: Make up for the money I spent buying bug spray. Sheepy: Grif:....? Arsé-kun: Kay: ... Bucks are dollars, Grif, you absolute imbecile. Sheepy: Grif: You will sell the meat...? Arsé-kun: Kay: Ten dollars and ten bucks means the same thing. I don't mean animals. Moron. Arsé-kun: Kay: Do over. You'll owe me ten dollars to make up for me buying it for you. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. I can afford this. Arsé-kun: Kay: Since when? But okay. Sheepy: Grif: I was also given a piece of paper by Lot. Arsé-kun: Kay: Rrrrright, Dr. Herb paid you... But anyway! Sheepy: *Tristan is uncharacteristically smiling.* Sheepy: Tristan: Amazing! So this is the true power of love! Arsé-kun: Kay: WHAT? Sheepy: Tristan: You are accepting of his lack of intelligence! Is that not affection? Love? Arsé-kun: Kay: When you can punch clean through an undead, I'll let you be as stupid as you want. Sheepy: Tristan: Hm? Is that so... Arsé-kun: Kay: .... I suppose it wouldn't hurt if you were hot, too, but you're just Tristan. Do something with your hair, you lazy bitch. Sheepy: Tristan: Hm? I brush and wash it daily. Gawain even lends ms hair care products. Arsé-kun: Kay: But you just leave it down all the time. Fuckin' do something with it. Sheepy: Tristan: Is freedom not beautiful? Blowing in the wind without a single worry as onlookers watch with awe and wonder at your confidence... Arsé-kun: Kay: And then it blows in your face and you look dumb as shit. Sheepy: Tristan: ....?! Sheepy: Tristan: Lot has never said this... Arsé-kun: Kay: When it all gets blown forward and all in your face? That's not as great. Sheepy: Tristan: Perhaps he keeps such thoughts to himself... Sheepy: Tristan: Could it be... all this time I have been the sidekick and not the partner in crime...?! Arsé-kun: Kay: Could it be? That all this time, you're a dumbass? Sheepy: Tristan: ?! Arsé-kun: Kay: I'm fucking with you. Arsé-kun: Kay: It just looks dumb when it's in your face. Sheepy: Tristan: I was fearful that I truly was foolish to believe that Lot sees me as an equal... Sheepy: Grif: Lot is very cool... Arsé-kun: Kay: Why does everyone think he's the coolest shit to roam the earth? He's just an overly polite geek. Sheepy: *Gawain has mysteriously stopped snoring. Could this be connected to the fact Grif is sitting on a Gawain-looking cushion?* Sheepy: Grif: He is very cool. Perhaps you can learn from him... but I like you as you are. If you were like Lot, I would be anxious about everything I said... Sheepy: Grif: Instead, you insult me regardless of what I say. Sheepy: Grif: That is easy to gauge. I have no worries about unpredictability and saying the wrong thing. Arsé-kun: Kay: That was rather intelligent of you, Moron. You might actually get somewhere with that. Sheepy: Grif: What? Arsé-kun: Kay: You said a few big words in there. Good job, toddler, you're learning words! *he's teasing* Sheepy: *Kay receives a blank stare in return.* Sheepy: Grif: Toddler? Sheepy: Grif: His name is Tristan. Arsé-kun: Kay: I called you a toddler, you small brained peanut. Sheepy: Grif: Why? I am no longer a toddler. Arsé-kun: Kay: Joke, noun Sheepy: Grif: I see... Sheepy: Grif: You do not know the terror of Toddler Griflet. Arsé-kun: Kay: You would bite Lucan. Sheepy: Grif: Everyone. Arsé-kun: Kay: Horrible Sheepy: Grif: Not Bedi. I like Bedi. Arsé-kun: *Fou has decided to sit on Gawain's face. he is helping* Arsé-kun: Kay: Also, get the fuck off Gawain. Sheepy: Grif: I stopped the snoring. Arsé-kun: Kay: Not you. Fou. Sheepy: Grif: Fou is very soft... Sheepy: Grif: What is Fou? Sheepy: Grif: He's a rabbit, isn't he? Arsé-kun: Kay: Apparently a cat. Or so Bedi says. Sheepy: Grif: I have never seen a cat like Fou before... Arsé-kun: Kay: And he's almost twenty years old. That's fucking old for a shitty lil cat. Sheepy: Grif: And you're certain he's a cat? Sheepy: Grif: According to Elyan, a cat is any furry creature that stands on four legs and has a tail... Sheepy: Grif: So I suppose Fou would be a cat based on that, but he looks more like a rabbit. Arsé-kun: Kay: Bedi insists he's a cat. Who am I to argue over what kind of bitch this is? Sheepy: Grif: Bedi also told me that the only truly edible rocks are salt and gold... Sheepy: Grif: But who would eat gold? It's so expensive. Maybe Dad would eat it. Sheepy: Grif: However... a lot of what he says makes sense. Sheepy: Grif: He told me that dragons are just very big birds. Arsé-kun: Kay: I mean.... I meaaan..... Yes? But actually no. Sheepy: Grif: I doubted this. After all, at the time I thought, "I am a dragon, but I am not a bird". Arsé-kun: Kay: They're related, but not the same shit. Dragons aren't birds. Sheepy: Grif: And yet, both eat rocks, both often can fly, and both generally lay eggs. They create nests out of things they find and dislike having visitors. They generally like high places and occasionally birds have teeth. Sheepy: Grif: They are basically the same. Sheepy: Grif: This is what he told me, and yet... Arsé-kun: Kay: Birds are not lizards anymore. I know that much. Sheepy: Grif: I cannot fly, lay eggs, nor say I dislike visitors. I do not make nests and instead just make my room as comfortable as possible. Perhaps, I am not a dragon after all... Sheepy: Grif: What am I? I guess Fou and I are similar. We do not fit in with anyone. Arsé-kun: Kay: You're Griflet. End of discussion. Sheepy: Grif: Fou is Fou, and I am Griflet... Sheepy: Grif: I suppose the only difference Fou and I have is everything. Arsé-kun: Kay: You both have eyes. Sheepy: Grif: Yes... Fou and I are basically the same in that respect. Arsé-kun: Kay: And you both have more functional eyes than I do. Therefore, fuck you. Sheepy: Grif: I cannot give you mine. Arsé-kun: Kay: Don't want em. Sheepy: Grif: You wouldn't. They're mine. Arsé-kun: Kay: Don't want Tristan's, either. Sheepy: Grif:...Tristan has eyes? Arsé-kun: Kay: Shockingly, yes. Sheepy: Grif: Where? Arsé-kun: Kay: *blink* The same place as everyone else?? Sheepy: Tristan: My eyes can only behold beauty. That is why I do not use them when I look upon you. Arsé-kun: Kay: Ain't what you said last time we went drinking. Sheepy: Tristan: Hm... hmm... Sheepy: Tristan: I do not wish to behold the ugliness of the world. Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah, okay. Sheepy: Grif: No one here is ugly. Arsé-kun: Kay: I'm willing to argue about that, but anyway. Sheepy: Grif: Hm? Arsé-kun: Kay: Anyway, Halloween week starts tomorrow. This is gonna suck. Happy Monday. *he checks his phone and pauses* Wait, no, tomorrows Sunday. I don't even have class tomorrow. Sheepy: Grif: You can spend time with me. Arsé-kun: Kay: And buy that stupid bug spray, sure, yeah. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. I like your company. We can go together. Arsé-kun: Fou: *he gets up, circles around, and starts kneading Gawain's face. cat stuff* Sheepy: *Gawain groans and goes to shove Fou away weakly. He seems to be having some trouble breathing. Perhaps it's due to Grif sitting on him... Nah.* Sheepy: Grif: Kay, your cushions make strange noises. Arsé-kun: Kay: Get off him before I kick your ass. Sheepy: *Grif gets up.* Sheepy: Gawain: *wheeze* Wh-what was... was on me...?! Sheepy: Grif: Ah. The cushion was actually Gawain. I understand why it was so uncomfortable now. Arsé-kun: Kay: Grif. He decided snoring wasn't allowed. I'm inclined to agree, but not that much. Roll over and shut the FUCK up. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: If you snore I will stop you. Sheepy: Gawain: You could've killed me! Sheepy: Grif:...? That would've stopped the snoring, but I didn't think it was a good solution. Arsé-kun: Kay: He said you doing that could have killed him. I mean, yeah, that's why I didn't do it. Sheepy: Grif: I see... Sheepy: Grif: I'll throw you off the couch next time, then. Sheepy: Gawain: That really isn't funny. Sheepy: Grif:? It wasn't a joke. Arsé-kun: Kay: You breakin' your skull ain't either, and here we are every other month. You got no right to bitch. Shut up. Sheepy: Gawain: I don't try to get head injuries, but it's hard not to. Sheepy: Grif: Humans are so fragile, and yet they break their skulls. Arsé-kun: Kay: From games, no less. If it kills him, I'm gonna piss on his grave. Sheepy: Grif: If I were human, I would simply say no to getting head injuries. Arsé-kun: Kay: ...... Thanks Grif. Sheepy: Gawain: But how else will I graduate? Arsé-kun: Kay: Okay, yeah, true, you're kinda stuck. Get better grades, chucklefuck. Sheepy: Gawain: I do try. Sheepy: Grif: Worry not. I, too, do not have good grades. Sheepy: Gawain: I have no grades. Arsé-kun: Kay: Better get some. Sheepy: Grif: The dean said something about this. I do not remember it.

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watch me trying to sleep cause i'm fucking tired and exhausted and sleep deprived and need some good sleep finally after not having been able to sleep well the entire week cause i dream the weirdest shit on earth but also being entirely stressed out about college with massive anxiety that i'm not good enough for this and should just drop out cause i won't make it anyway although my grades are good and not being able to sleep because my mind keeps spinning and not being able to sleep makes it worse because i have class tomorrow and i need to sleep to concentrate but how can i sleep if i can't get my assignments done which aren't due until in a month which is a long time but at the same time it's literally not and i am just feeling so restless and like i need to go for a run or punch a wall or something but i can't do neither of them cause it's literally 3am and it's dark outside and there are drunk people running around cause it's college and i just don't know what to do cause i need to sleep and i want to sleep but i can't sleep and i feel like i need to finish my assignments but what i need is to sleep now and finish my assignments tomorrow but i can't do that cause my mind won't stop thinking all these bad and cruel thoughts and so now i'm sitting on my bed with my body being oh so tired and needing sleep but my mind keeps running through everything over and over again and i look through tumblr to think of something different because i was too exhausted to concentrate on my book and read but i also can't concentrate on tumblr so i just keep scrolling without realizing what i'm looking at and now i'm sitting here staring at my phone completely stressed out instead of sleeping as i should be and i don't know what to do.

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alright, i can deal with bots following me with no content on their profile whatsoever, like no profile picture, no name, no description, nothing. that's fine, i report them, i block them, done. but now i got people following me, their accounts look exactly the same as the bots' but THEY LIKE STUFF?? i might just be a little too paranoid but are those bots as well or just regular people?? i am genuinely so confused and i don't want to report and block the wrong people

[basicallyjustmuggleremuslupin]

me: flying to another country

also me: fitting everything in my suitcase except for my leather jacket

ALSO me: carrying my leather jacket additionally to two suitcases and a backpack, telling my self 'Sirius Would Be Proud Of Me'