#i finally got a good copy so these should be better wowow

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santiago cabrera as Aníbal in ema (2019)

#Santiago Cabrera #ema #scabreraedit #merlincastedit #filmedit #*** #my love #i finally got a good copy so these should be better wowow #i love his face #sm #i love him sm bye

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The Walking Dead: Final Season; Take us Back thoughts (major spoilers) 

please let me know your thoughts!

So I plan on writing an actual in depth review sometime later but I just wanted to write down my thoughts on the episode with what i loved about it and what i think could of been improved or changed! Its been 2 days since Take us Back came out so I’ve had time to better process things.

pros:

-the narration by AJ at the start is really neat and made me feel both scared and worried especially when he said “I don’t think she’s always doing the right thing, we’ve been doing a lot of bad things to save our friends..” its a spicy start to the episode

-most of the action sequences ESPECIALLY THE BARN SCENE are really cool this episode! 

-the james scene in the cave is really wack and i love it a lot! i know a lot of people liked angry james near the end of ep 3, well here’s 10 minutes of it! but really the scene was intense all around, i used to really dislike james in the scene but i have grown to understand why he acts this way, although some shots like that creepy smile is?? questionable haha.. the other branch where james is dead is intense aswell too! good job on this scene! 

-the talk in the woods with violet/louis is really nice, its much needed after all the drama that just happened! the scenes made me laugh a lot too like “texas 2″ or “thanks dad!” i love these characters so much guys. 

-WOWOW minerva and the bridge scene is really great!! i felt really bad for her its so tragic. but yeah the way she sings, limping and bitten everywhere but still pushing through is so messed up and terrifying. she looked so scary and i love the gore to it, truly is a horrific moment! however one thing, during the fight it seems like the walkers never seem to make it across the truck to you so you can literally just chill hidden the whole time.. 

-tenn’s death: i think it was handled quite well, its a very shocking moment, and very very sad.. and louis and ESPECIALLY violet’s reaction to it are really heartbreaking! voice acting was amazing. its even more messed up when minnie is happy about this (made me think of carol peletier from the comics) i also like how his death is not forgotten at the end too and its brought up. i do have some things to say about tenn’s character in general though../contrary i also enjoy what they do with him if he is kept alive, its a very heartwarming moment! 

-thinking about it just makes me teary but the scenes where clem gets bit and is slowly starting to accept it once they get to the barn is just so scary and depressing. i’m not gonna get too much into it but the barn scene is really great and the music and switching between clem and AJ is even more alarming, making the player think its over and AJ is taking the torch. also “gotcha” as clem bops aj’s nose made me crumble STOP 

-ranch flashback is really underappreciated but yeah its really great and quite traumatic. the burn victim gave me chills and Eddie’s short cameo is great! aj and clem’s moment in the car is really sweet.. and made me cry even more. i also thought the placement of the scene is perfect. 

-THE ENDING: So yeah apparently quite a few are mad about the ending but honestly I say piss off to those people, i thought the ending is a really great end to clem’s journey! i had a feeling clem would make it but prior to the scene i really thought she was dead. when i heard her speak i YELLED, got up, woke up my family and hugged my mom, i’m serious! Clem is a badass whom we’ve ventured with for YEARS, she fucking deserves the happy ending and i just get confused with those who wanted her to die?? like wtf; also the take us back scene and the dinner is just wonderful thank you so much to the team. i loved it all. also i love how aj can interact with all the collectibles what a treat! i love how aj’s thoughts were all jumbled too he’s fun to play as!

TL;DR: emotional moments are well done, ending is near perfect, visuals, colors, cinematography, voice acting and music are all great! also thank u for all the romantic moments 

cons: 

-im mixed about lilly’s portrayal this season. i expected more i guess. they kinda built her up to be kinda redeemable but at the same time its lilly.. i got kinda mad at first when you only see her for a minute! compared to james who gets more than 10 minutes of screentime. but i think i’ve grown to accept it. the way she floats away like a fucking loser is what she deserves. in a way i think its better to have her alive so she can live with all the horrible shit she’s done. and you can sorta tell she feels somewhat bad about it. BUT.. at the same time i think she’ll never learn which just makes me mad i let her get away on my main. what do you guys think of her? because at this point idk how to feel but its certainly not great. 

-i don’t like the way captured violet and louis got over their trauma so easily. Louis was visibly traumatized and shaken in the cell and soon after he’s just seen smiling. Violet feels abandoned and betrayed but soon after she’s just like “uhhh about what i said in the cell...” I think it would of been better to save that line for the ending only so violet has more time to think and heal. and while it was really sweet to see louis still being flirty and sweet i can’t help but feel there should of been an extra scene where their traumas are discussed better.

-Violet and Louis’ deaths are not good. the problem with their deaths is that they don’t feel  important, they feel like a game over death! they get eaten for 6 seconds, clementine yells “NOOOO” and AJ gets mad and slaps tenn. Then they run. I think the emphasis on their deaths and a better reaction would improve the scene a lot. Its especially frustrating if Clementine has a close or romantic relationship to these characters. there is no difference in reaction at all. She doesn’t even cry. This is why so many people restarted the episode! As cute and lovable Tenn is, the player has spent many more scenes interacting with Violet and Louis (the most important characters of the season besides AJ and Clem). Its sucks but I understand why people would wanna restart and save their lover or best friend. At the end you get a conversation with AJ and Tenn about their death (which i thought wasn’t so bad) but nothing with Clem. We get a short shot of the grave with a drawing and nothing else. I really didn’t like that.. It felt like something was really missing. Its too bad because ya know i really like the outcome if Tenn lives but i always find myself to rather have my SO live instead as bad as it sounds.. What do you guys think? 

-i feel like certain characters like mitch, aasim and omar etc. could of had more chances to shine. Mitch shines in episode 2 and dies but that’s it. I wish in episode 1 he had more screentime.. Its really too bad since he’s big favorite of mine. Aasim aswell was interesting in ep 1 and 2 but unfortunately barely got any lines in ep 3 and 4. christ’s sake omar of all people had more lines than aasim in ep 4! im very glad he got mentioned many times and romances ruby but i think more lines from him would of been nice. idk like maybe have louis tease him about ruby at the table.. something! 

-i thought the pacing and length of the episode was a little strange. this episode significantly feels shorter than the others. obviously it depends on your play style but from what i noticed this episode is about 30 minutes shorter than the others. i feel like some extra scenes could of been put in to fix some character development issues and such. 

TL;DR: character development is flawed in some spots, pacing and length issues can be bothersome 

i’ll have more to say another time but i really enjoyed this episode and i think its a great end to clementine’s journey! i know the whole caravan thing is left to be ambiguous so i think it would be so cool to have a little dlc. i’d definitely buy it. i recommend getting this season and instead of just watching let’s plays i hope some can invest in an actual copy, the team really deserves a profit! this entire season has been very solid and its my favorite of the series! not sure which episode is my favorite yet but they’re definitely all worth playing!

#twdg #the walking dead #twdg spoilers #the final season #the walking dead game #twdg clementine #twdg aj #twdg louis #twdg violet

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it never occurred to me to write about my ii experience on tumblr, but i figured it could be helpful for those who would appreciate a lil story time like this.

essentially, to make a very long story short, i ended up getting my vip tickets at 2am the morning of my show. i had a fantastic time meeting them and an even better time watching the show! a more in-depth story under the cut, per usual.

needless to say, i was equal parts excited and terrified of what was to come. i hate last minute planning more than anything else so i really had no idea what to say, what to have them sign, what pose i wanted to do with them, etc. (yes, i’ve been a fan since 2013 and have had numerous scenarios of me meeting d&p playing in my head throughout those years but the second that that somehow become a reality ALL expectations and year-long plans flew out of my head instantly).

so to start off, i had to plan what exactly i wanted dan and phil to sign. at first, i wanted to draw something from scratch to have them sign so that it would be that little more special, but i simply couldn’t muster much of anything with the limited time and my shaken nerves, so i settled with printing out two copies of my fanart of dan and phil singing the ii song.  in the end, i figured that this piece was a lot more meaningful to have signed instead of a random fanart that i made at the last minute, and i was completely right to do so.

fast forward a couple hours, and i’m trying to get into the vip line for ii. i made a rather lengthy thread on twitter about this experience if you’re interested but again, to keep a long story short, it was quite a hassle for me! but in the end, i manage to get in.

the meet and greet starts. i’m trying to play it cool because the people i’m with start to completely freak out once dan and phil round the corner to say hi to the vips and all of a sudden the reality just runs us over like a train! what was once a distant “oh yeah we’ll get to that bridge when we cross it” became “OH MY GOD WE’RE AT THE BRIDGE WE’RE CROSSING THE BRIDGE NOW AND THE BRIDGE IS ON FIRE” for me, my big moment was realizing that, finally, after over 5 years of watching these two weird guys on the internet i was actually going to get to meet and hug them and that realization was absolutely WILD.

so, i’m at the front of the line. my sister is in tears and shaking because of how nervous she is to meet them. marianne, being an absolute sweetie, tries to comfort my sister by telling her that dan and phil will be happy to see her and that she shouldn’t be afraid of them. in a way, i kind of needed to hear those words too, so i use that opportunity to go meet them before my sister does so that she can gather herself in the mean time. marianne takes my gift to them (the other copy of the fanart i made) and i go for it.

first thing i see is phil, and wowow holy shit people are 100% not lying when they say he is 569845x more handsome in person. even worse, you can see practically every freckle he has and his eyes are so vibrant!!!! in a way, i would describe it as being used to seeing a pixel art of a character to all of a sudden seeing an 8K render of said character. i knew what i was in for so i immediately dive into phil’s hug before i stare for too long, and i’ll say for sure that the information overload of not only seeing phil in person but also getting to feel how he hugs you made my brain short circuit and i blacked out in phil’s arms for 0.01 seconds so i don’t fully remember exactly how his hug felt like. (UNFORTUNATELY!!!! AHHH) also at this point the first thing i say to them is “oh my gooood y’all are so beautiful!!” whilst squealing incoherently. i don’t know if they said anything in response to that because, again, information overload!!!

next i hug dan, and that goes perfectly fine. he greets me with a big smile and that’s about as much as i can remember of how he looked like. from this point on i’m too scared to look at them in the face so i settle for looking at myself through my selfie camera that i already had prepared or through the middle distance of them lmao.

i’ll say that for the m&g, dan 100% took charge and was the person who responded to me. i give them my art to sign and they both ooh and ahh enthusiastically while signing. dan in particular goes high pitched with his praise and said “this is so good!!”. i explain to them that i’m an animation student and that they are one of my biggest inspirations in art. dan looks up at me and thanks me. once they’re done signing, dan hands back my art to me and compliments my outfit, “i noticed that you’re matching the show’s theme, i appreciate that” and i tell him something along the lines of “yes of course i had to i’m an artist” but like. i think i flubbed my words and it came out mumbly so idk if he heard me try to be funny dnfvjscs

next, i hand my phone to dan and he and phil immediately go into their standardized meet and greet pose. i had to quickly interject because I PLANNED OUT THIS POSE RIGHT WHEN I GOT THOSE TICKETS and i told them “hey so i have an idea for a pose. basically y’all take a cute selfie and i’m in the bg looking pissed”. i swear i didn’t even get the chance to finish my request because both dan and phil seemed to telepathically know what i wanted and they go into the pose no questions asked and i had to scramble to catch up with their efficiency. we take the picture and dan says something along the lines of “okay now lets take a cute selfie”. we do the normal pose and i’m beaming like a mfer because phil’s holding me and his chin is on my shoulder???? what the heck i stan one man who didn’t talk to me at all during the m&g kdfjcnkjdsncjkdsc (obvs no complaints phil owns my entire heart and soul)

of course, now because i’m a little delirious from phil holding me and dan’s kindness i say “thank you so much” and try to leave so that i can actually breathe but before i go dan stops me (like. he legit looks at me straight in the eyes right as i’m about to walk away and i FREEZE in my spot) and says “keep it up with your art career” and me. kind of extremely shocked that he would be so pointed with his encouragement towards me goes “okay thank you!!” and fucking BOOKS IT.

the only thing after that is, of course, ii. i won’t go into too much detail about the show but i’m so so so so glad san diego got one of the special versions of ii with the phil bucks and phantastic phacts included. by far the best part of the show was the getting real segment though, as phil lester himself walked to the edge of stage RIGHT WHERE I JUST HAPPENED TO BE SITTING IN FRONT ROW and sits there for a good 5 minutes. needless to say i took this time to freely stare at phil so close to me and i truly felt blessed for the allotted amount of time. i love phil a lot.

(the next day, my sister drops the bomb on me that during her m&g she pointed me out to dan and phil and they gushed about me to her saying things like “aww yes you two are matching her art is so good she should keep it up!” just aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa)

so yes, ii was absolutely one of the best experiences of my life and i could not be prouder of dan and phil for being able to pull off a second world tour that is, in my opinion, so much better than their first. i adore them so much. heck.

#dan and phil #daniel howell #amazingphil #interactive introverts #iistory #i think that's the blog idk??? #anyways.

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Fate Goes (and does some stuff i guess)

MmmmMMMMMM

Sheepy: Yan Qing: Hey, hey, Holmes~ What do you and grapefruit have in common? Sheepy: Holmes: ...That there's the misconception that we're sour, but we can both be sweet? Sheepy: Yan Qing: I'm gonna put a knife in both~! Ahahahahaha!

Arsé-kun: Mori: See, this type of behavior is why you're so difficult to factor for. Sheepy: Yan: But that's good! Sheepy: Yan: That way, I can confuse the enemy! Sheepy: Holmes: You confuse us, too... Sheepy: Yan: Ex-act-ly! Sheepy: Holmes: Are you saying we, two sides of one coin, are both your enemies? Sheepy: Yan: Ahahahahahahaha~ Sheepy: Holmes: Professor, you really should get a better minion. Arsé-kun: Mori: This isn't mine. I want no attachments to either part of this. Sheepy: Yan: Aaaaaaaawww! Sheepy: Yan: Old Man, you're breaking my heart! Arsé-kun: Mori: Do you have one of those? Sheepy: Yan: Well? Do you? Arsé-kun: Mori: You tell me. Sheepy: Yan: Will you? Sheepy: Yan: Will you have one? Sheepy: Yan: Depends on if you betray me! Arsé-kun: Mori: Go find somewhere else to blow off steam. Sheepy: Yan: Eh!? Sheepy: Yan: But we're friends! Aren't we? I wanna spend time with you! Sheepy: Yan: So lemme spend time with you! Sheepy: Holmes: What do you consider bonding? Sheepy: Yan: My morals are telling me "getting drunk together", buuuuuut my brain is telling me "mutual crime and friendly threats"! Oh, I mean them, of course, so don't worry about me lying. I am no liar! Arsé-kun: Mori: .... So what it is you mean to say is "Get off your butts, you old coots! Lets go commit larceny!", yes? Sheepy: Yan: Yes, especially that old part! Sheepy: Yan: You're, like, what, 40? Wowow! So old! Arsé-kun: Mori: You're older than we are! We should be calling you our drunk grandfather! Sheepy: Yan: Eeeeeeeeh!? Sheepy: Yan: Heyhey, I've only had one~! Sheepy: Yan: ...........What size, I won't divulge. Sheepy: Yan: I wouldn't be allowed to drive~ Sheepy: Yan: But yet, here I am, Sheepy: Yan: Driving you crazy! Arsé-kun: *This pun is Clown-Approved.* Sheepy: Holmes: Please leave. Sheepy: Yan: Old Man, Old Man, I'm being bullied by this slightly younger old man! Sheepy: Holmes: My joints work perfectly - almost as sharply as my mind, in fact. Arsé-kun: Mori: The "almost" is what gives me questions. Sheepy: Yan: One's mind works faster than their body in an ideal situation. Sheepy: Holmes: One's mind works faster than their body in an ideal situation. Arsé-kun: Mori: And you've got extensions, you arachnid. Sheepy: Holmes: And, of course, I don't want them. Arsé-kun: Mori: Then hand them over- I'll make more use of them than you ever will. Sheepy: Holmes: Oh really? Arsé-kun: Mori: Have you no creativity left in your skull? Think of how much you can do with extra limbs! Sheepy: Holmes: *His extra mechanical limbs are twitching absentmindedly with an accompanying soft mechanical whirring noise...* Oh, like what? Sheepy: Holmes: They are good as weapons but get in the way when I try to sleep. Arsé-kun: Mori: Whatever you so desire to do. Why would I simply tell you? Sheepy: Holmes: Because you clearly want me to do something more than I already am. Sheepy: Holmes: And the fact that you want them clearly shows that you don’t know how weirdly uncomfortable they feel. Sheepy: Holmes: Do you want to know how they feel? Arsé-kun: Mori: ... Actually, yes. Tell me in your own words. Sheepy: Holmes: You know when you've gotten a shot? How the needle feels, oh so briefly, in your arm? That slight bit of pressure that you feel lasts an eternity but lasts for less than a blink of an eye? Sheepy: Holmes: It's that, except it doesn't end. Arsé-kun: Mori: ... So it's essentially intravenous.. Sheepy: Holmes: I suppose so. Sheepy: Holmes: It's just present enough that I can't ignore it most of the time. Sheepy: Holmes: And with that knowledge, do you really want it? Arsé-kun: Mori: With that knowledge, I think I'll make my own. I don't want your druggy blood needles touching me. Arsé-kun: Mori: I'd like to examine it at a later date, but I can't promise I won't fiddle with it- Oh? You still desire entertainment from me? Sheepy: Holmes: I could literally die of boredom if I don't have anything of interest to think about. Arsé-kun: Mori: It's that simple?? Sheepy: Holmes: What's simple? Arsé-kun: Mori: I can simply refuse you entertainment until you die if I so desired. Sheepy: Holmes: As I said, I use them so I won't die of boredom. Sheepy: Yan: Oh, Old Man, why d’ya want him to die? Arsé-kun: Mori: Your reasoning is flawed. At what point did I say that? I would lose my entertainment as well. Sheepy: Yan: You pointed out that you could kill him at any time through boring him to death Arsé-kun: Mori: And you could stab yourself at any time. Having the ability to do something does not mean you will go through with it! Sheepy: Yan: Oh? Oh? Sheepy: Yan: Well, do you want me to? Sheepy: Yan: I’ll be like a really handsome grapefruit~ Sheepy: Yan: Eheheheheh~ Sheepy: Yan: You’re safe, though, because I like you! Orange you glad we’re friends? Sheepy: Holmes: Are you bored? Sheepy: Yan: Of course Sheepy: Yan: Old Man, let's do something fun! Arsé-kun: Mori: Define "fun" for this occasion. Sheepy: Yan: Hah? Sheepy: Yan: You know what's fun. Sheepy: Yan: Let's impersonate people to embarrass them! Arsé-kun: Mori: On such short notice? Sheepy: Yan: Huh? Arsé-kun: Mori: ... Wait, don't speak. I'm formulating a plan. Sheepy: Yan: *He makes a motion like he's zipping his mouth shut* Arsé-kun: Mori: We're going to need a large amount of fabric and a touch of magecraft. Except you, Yan. You can handle it fine. Sheepy: Yan: Eh? Me? Sheepy: Yan: I’m special! Aw, my ma always said I was special! She was the only one who ever did! Sheepy: Holmes: *He’s in his traditional thinking pose - his eyes closed and his hands in a pose similar to praying.* Arsé-kun: Mori: And now we wait. Sheepy: Holmes: I'm just wondering who you mean. Arsé-kun: Mori: Why would I suggest magecraft as a need rather than a nice addition? Sheepy: Holmes: Ah, so- Sheepy: Yan: It’s Lobo, right? Lobo! Arsé-kun: Mori: No, that would get us all killed. Sheepy: Yan: Oh! Oh! Sheepy: Yan: Me~! Arsé-kun: Mori: Wrong again. Sheepy: Yan: But to be as handsome as me, you gotta use magic. Arsé-kun: Mori: Hmm.. I doubt that. Sheepy: Yan: Ohoh, or as lucky! Arsé-kun: Mori: There's no such thing as luck. It's all statistics. Sheepy: Yan: ...... Sheepy: Yan: *He fake-sneezes into his arm* Sheepy: Yan: Ssssooooo~rrryyyy, I’m allergic to stupid comments! Sheepy: Yan: I’m just gonna act like I didn’t hear that! Lalala! Sing the stupid away! Arsé-kun: Mori: You understand whom I was referring to, right Holmes? Sheepy: Holmes: Yes. Arsé-kun: Mori: Then shall we get started? Arsé-kun: Mori: This one can catch up when he figures it out. Sheepy: Yan: Eeeeeeh! I got it! Sheepy: Yan: It’s the tiny gremlin! Now, don’t throw me out! Sheepy: Yan: I wanna join! Arsé-kun: Mori: Now when was it suggested you would be thrown out? And no, it is not the writer. Sheepy: Yan: ....Oh! I’ve got it! Sheepy: Yan: You wanna be Hessian! Well, I’ll decapitate you for free! Arsé-kun: Mori: Actually, while we are at it.. You gain the memory of the person you are copying, correct? There's something I want you, specifically, to do while we're at it. Sheepy: Yan: What? Arsé-kun: Mori: I'll tell you later. Sheepy: Yan: Ohhhkaaaayyy! Arsé-kun: *(Questionably) Evil plan, starto!* Sheepy: Yan: *He’s uncomfortably patting at where his head used to be...* Arsé-kun: Mori: What's it like? Sheepy: Yan: *He picks up the closest piece of paper and starts madly scribbling* Sheepy: Yan: “I have no sense of balance, everything feels unreal, and I can’t hear them anymore” Arsé-kun: Mori: That last one is an improvement. Sit down, too. *he pats the next seat over* Sheepy: Yan: *He clumsily sits down next to Mori* Arsé-kun: Mori: *he returns to focusing on Rider's coat imitation- Sherlock can do his OWN, dammit.* While you wait for us, see if you can find any worthwhile information. A name to attach that isn't "Soldier" would be fantastic. Sheepy: Yan: ..... Arsé-kun: *Moriarty earns his well-deserved silence. For once. Finally. It will last about five minutes. Maybe. That's Probably all he needs.* Sheepy: *Holmes is focused on his costume, meanwhile.* Arsé-kun: *It's so quiet, Mozart could probably hear them sewing. Probably.* Arsé-kun: *and then the door creaks as it slooooowly opens. Nobody is there! Spooky!* Sheepy: Holmes: *he looks up* Hm? Arsé-kun: Mori: ... *he whips fabric at the doorway, and sighs when it lands on someone unseen* Can we help you, Dr. Griffin? Arsé-kun: Jack: What's all this? Sheepy: Yan: .............. Sheepy: Holmes: Well, I'm a human. The professor is a human. Assassin is a little less human. Sheepy: Holmes: Unless you mean the fabric? It's polyester. Sheepy: Holmes: Anything else? Arsé-kun: Jack: Do the rider and Lobo know about this? Sheepy: Holmes: Hmmmmm? Oh, I wouldn't know. Sheepy: Holmes: I have very little contact with them. Sheepy: Holmes: The wolf is a bit snappy with me. Arsé-kun: Jack: Then I'm going to go tell Rider. *he pulls the fabric off and drops it to the floor.* You might survive! Sheepy: Holmes: Oh, wait one moment. Sheepy: Holmes: Before you go, I want to ask you a question. Sheepy: Holmes: It's very important. Arsé-kun: Jack: ..... Fine. What is it? Sheepy: Holmes: How do you see? Sheepy: Holmes: Invisibility is caused by light passing through rather than reflecting, but eyes required light to reflect off of them to function. Sheepy: Holmes: It bothers me every time I look at you. Arsé-kun: Jack: .... Something seems off about that last sentence. Sheepy: Holmes: And something feels off about your ability to see! Arsé-kun: Jack: All of it! The whole damn thing! I've got no goddamn idea either, and if I could see you clearly I'd kick your ass for asking! *brief pause* I'm flipping you off right now! Sheepy: Holmes: Oh, wow. Sheepy: Holmes: How terrifying! Arsé-kun: Jack: Fuck you too! Arsé-kun: *and then he leaves, maybe. His tendency to use spirit form to sneak around is specifically so people don't know what he's up to. Or it's supposed to. Nobody knows ooooOOOOooOoo SPOOP* Sheepy: Holmes: Hmmmm. Arsé-kun: Mori: Hmm indeed. It's most likely he has left. Sheepy: Yan: .......... Arsé-kun: Mori: ...? *he lightly pats Yan's back* Have you forgotten how to write? Sheepy: Yan: *He hesitantly picks up the paper and pencil and starts writing* Sheepy: Yan: "The memories are so hazy. They feel incomplete. Sometimes I don't think they're his, but Lobo's." Sheepy: Yan: "...Unless he eats people. But he doesn't have a mouth... so I doubt that." Sheepy: Holmes:...He still does that...? Is that why you didn't have neighbors for a while? Arsé-kun: Mori: So obviously, yes, that is part of it. Sheepy: Holmes: Oh, tell me more about this can of worms. Sheepy: Holmes: After all, considering that he snaps at me whenever I come close and glares at me whenever he sees me, I have a right to be curious...ah, I mean cautious. Sheepy: Yan: "Well, that guy was gonna tell Rider, right? So Lobo might come in here soon and kill us. We should really have our fun before he does that." Sheepy: Holmes: Lobo is going to try to kill me no matter what I do. Arsé-kun: Mori: Maybe you just smell bad. Sheepy: Holmes: Do I...? Sheepy: Holmes: Well, embarrassingly enough, I haven't had the energy to do much until recently, and I haven't had the motivation to bathe... On top of that, Watson isn't here to make me take care of myself. Sheepy: Holmes: And no one has taken over that role, so I'm relying on nothing but pure survival instincts to keep myself alive. Arsé-kun: Mori: If you get it over with, you don't have to do it later! Sheepy: Holmes: Then, I'll be back. Sheepy: *He stands up and heads out.* Sheepy: Yan: "He left the work to you." Arsé-kun: Mori: I'll put a paint bomb in his so he has to shower again later tonight. Sheepy: Yan: "Good idea." Arsé-kun: Mori: Thank you. .. You can stop being him, by the way. I figured you would have stopped of your own accord. Sheepy: Yan: *He changes back, looking dazed* Sheepy: Yan: Oi, my head's pounding! Sheepy: Yan: Man, I'm happy to have a head! Sheepy: Yan: It's like a big weight has been put back. Sheepy: Yan: They're back, toooo! Aaahahahaha! Oh, how awful! How awful! Just shut up! Sheepy: Yan: Ah, it's such an empty feeling, being him! I've never felt that before! Oh man! I know! He's gonna be added to the voices! Yea! Shut up! I'm gonna add him, and I'll make sure it's REAL painful! AHAHAHA! Arsé-kun: Mori: Why, so he can kill off the others? Sheepy: Yan: Oh? He can do that? Oh! How wonderful! Arsé-kun: Mori: Can he? Why don't you find out? Sheepy: Yan: *He stands up* 'M gonna find out~! Arsé-kun: Mori: Sit down and wait! He'll probably arrive shortly.. Sheepy: Yan: *He sits down* Ahahaha, I'll punish him... Arsé-kun: Mori: He'll kick your ass from here to next week. Sheepy: Yan: You don't know that! Sheepy: Yan: You smart people are all brains and no smarts! Arsé-kun: Mori: Pardon my french, but what the fuck does that mean? Sheepy: Yan: All you do is use your dumb old brain and never actually use your smarts in battle! Arsé-kun: Mori: Are you calling me smart or dumb? Pick one. Sheepy: Yan: It's not about being smart or dumb! Sheepy: Yan: You just decide the battle's outcome before it starts 'cause you're so smart! But you're stupid! Smarts make you fight a losing battle 'cause otherwise you'll just be seen as weak for running away! Sheepy: Yan: You gotta have some sense of pride! You can't just pick on the weak. Sheepy: Yan: So, anyway, if you want an honorable death, I can help. Arsé-kun: Mori: Th This implies I would be fighting as well! Arsé-kun: Mori: And I'd had my share of honorable deaths, thank you very much! My next death is on my own terms. Sheepy: Yan: Oh! Sheepy: Yan: So you aren't fighting, eh? You pit me against Rider and then sit back and relax! Sheepy: Yan: Oh! That is what I like about you! Arsé-kun: Mori: What is there that you don't? Arsé-kun: Mori: ... On second thought, don't answer that. Arsé-kun: Mori: Instead, lets pivot back to what I initially asked of you. *he folds his hands, looking directly to Yan* Now that you can think better than prior, have you learned anything interesting? Sheepy: Yan: I ttthhhiiink I know his name! Sheepy: Yan: But see! Why tell you for free when you can pay me to tell you?! Arsé-kun: Mori: Because I can shoot you if you don't? Sheepy: Yan: Oh, if you shoot me, I'll be veeerrrryyyyy unhappy! Sheepy: Yan: In fact! I'll tell everyone that you shoot people when you don't get your way! Arsé-kun: Mori: Is that a surprise? An evil mastermind shoots people? What a shocker. Sheepy: Yan: That's just what's special about you. Sheepy: Yan: You don't pull the trigger. Sheepy: Yan: It's too much work to do anything yourself! That's why people like me exist! Sheepy: Yan: But dooooon't worry~ I can push you into the deep end! Whoosh! How fun! Sheepy: Yan: O~h, I bet Heinrich would love to join! Arsé-kun: Mori: And if you finish that name, I might get your payment. Sheepy: Yan: Hmmm...! Sheepy: Yan:.....Luneberg! Yea! Arsé-kun: Mori: And you're certain? Sheepy: Yan: Yea! Arsé-kun: Mori: Either way. *he, not looking away, pulls out a small bag from under the fabrics and tosses it to Yan* You can't say I don't pay you. Sheepy: Yan: What's this? Arsé-kun: Mori: I just told you. Sheepy: Yan: *He opens the bag* Arsé-kun: *It's money! Mostly money. Snack included. Suspiciously gold credit card included.* Sheepy: Yan:....! Sheepy: Yan: Oh shoot I love cheezits! They taste like trash! Sheepy: Yan: I love eating trash! Arsé-kun: Mori: It's better than you actually digging in the trash! Sheepy: Yan: Oh, I don't do that! Sheepy: Yan: I eat out of your food closet. Arsé-kun: Mori: Yes, I know that. Sheepy: Yan: You really should stock better food! Arsé-kun: Mori: It's not for you! Sheepy: Yan: Then why can I eat it? Sheepy: Yan: I can't say I can give back the food I've eaten! Arsé-kun: Mori: You just come in and take it!-- Ooh, I can't just complain about that in my position! Sheepy: Yan: You're a criminal, too. Arsé-kun: Mori: The best. Sheepy: Yan: Hmm. Sheepy: *Those cheezits? You should’ve gotten to them faster. Where did they go- oh, they went Holme...s* Sheepy: Holmes: *He’s eating Yan’s cheezits...* Sheepy: Yan: ....*Griiiiiiinnnn* Sheepy: *Yan is showing his pearly whites, which, with his smaller pupils and seemingly sharper-than-usual canines makes him look similar to a snake.* Sheepy: Yan: Oh-ho, how are those? Sheepy: Holmes: *He grimaces and keeps eating them* Arsé-kun: Mori: Terrible. Absolutely horrible. You deserved that, Holmes. Arsé-kun: *Mori briefly pauses and glances down. Stealth phone check.* Arsé-kun: Mori: The wizard declined assisting out of fear. Do we have a plan B? Sheepy: Holmes: They taste the way you smell. Like old people Sheepy: Yan: That was my trash! Arsé-kun: Mori: I'm only in my fifties!! Sheepy: Holmes: You’re getting up in the years. You’re over half a century. Arsé-kun: Mori: By that logic, Yan is our great grandfather! Sheepy: Yan: Eh? Sheepy: Yan: You see this hot bod? Sheepy: Holmes: You just said you were over fifty, and a century is a hundred years. Arsé-kun: Mori: In!! In my fifties! Look, at least I didn't have a babysitter living with me in my twenties, Holmes! Sheepy: Holmes: Tell me what's incorrect about saying you're over half a century old. Arsé-kun: Mori: I don't like the way it sounds. Sheepy: Holmes: Well, you no longer need a babysitter as I do. Arsé-kun: Mori: So that's one of us who doesn't. Sheepy: Holmes: It doesn't bother me that I'm completely incapable of taking care of myself because I sacrificed that capability to take care of others better. Sheepy: Holmes: Instead of focusing my mind on my health, I focus my mind on the case at hand. Sheepy: Holmes: And thanks to Watson, I was able to live this way happily. Sheepy: Holmes: I was hoping that Archer would take that role over, but instead he orders me around like Mrs. Hudson. Sheepy: Holmes: Well, you would be perfect as a replacement, Professor Moriarty. Arsé-kun: Mori: But not once have you given me an incentive! Sheepy: Holmes: What would give you incentive? Arsé-kun: Mori: What do you think? Arsé-kun: *as they continue bickering, Jack returns, stomping in and throwing a bundle of who knows what onto the table. He is currently observable due to a gigantic streak of black paint across his entire front and the seemingly-floating sunglasses. Stealth is not on the menu today.* Arsé-kun: Jack: Fuck it!! Here, douchebags! Have some free shit! I stole it from the goddamn clown-lookin' motherfucker! Arsé-kun: Jack: And kick Rider's ass for me! Bastard doesn't listen, well, here you guys go! Fuuuck! Sheepy: Holmes: ... He... doesn’t have ears. Sheepy: Holmes: How does he hear without ears...? Arsé-kun: Jack: Air vibrations or some shit! Sheepy: Holmes: Hmmm. But how do you know that he's not listening to you? Arsé-kun: Jack: Well, he ain't here kicking your asses, is he?! Sheepy: Holmes: Well, no. Sheepy: Holmes: But are you sure he wants to? Arsé-kun: Jack: Him?? Not decapitating a man? Sheepy: Holmes: I suppose you have a point. Arsé-kun: Jack: *he looks back* Oh, he's finally coming! You'd better act now! Sheepy: *Holmes quickly puts o the disguise* Arsé-kun: *as does Mori, before hitting the lights* Sheepy: *Yan has switched back to being Rider.* Sheepy: *Rider enters the room, the only noise from him being his footsteps, accompanied by the heavier footsteps of Lobo who's trailing behind him* Sheepy: Rider: .............. Arsé-kun: Jack: Great, now there's four of 'em. No one is safe! Sheepy: Rider: ........................ Sheepy: Rider: *he points to the three other Riders* ...? Arsé-kun: Mori: "What, do you not like it?" Sheepy: Rider: .......................... Sheepy: *Lobo reaches Rider's side and eyes the three other Riders.* Arsé-kun: Jack: .... Thrilling discussion. Sheepy: Rider: "Why are there many of me?" Sheepy: Rider: "We only need one." Arsé-kun: Mori: "Why, indeed?" Sheepy: Lobo: ..............*He approaches Holmes, who backs off a bit, but not fast enough. Lobo howls angrily and slams Holmes into the ground with one quick motion before sniffing at Mori* Arsé-kun: Mori: *he holds his hand out for Lobo. confidence 100* Sheepy: Lobo: .........*He nuzzles Mori!* Arsé-kun: *Mori pets Lobo. Good boooooy* Sheepy: Lobo: *He is wagging his tail. Rider ... is watching? Maybe?* Arsé-kun: Mori: ... *he reaches out to stop Rider, putting a hand on his shoulder* Arsé-kun: *and hands Rider a can* Sheepy: Lobo: *He whines and nudges Mori* Sheepy: Rider: *He hesitantly opens the can* Arsé-kun: *peanuts pop out! boo.* Sheepy: *Rider jumps a bit, surprised. Lobo starts barking loudly at the can.* Arsé-kun: Jack: *he puts his hand on his head, rivaling Star Captain Picard for being so absolutely done* Sheepy: Rider: *He throws the can.* Arsé-kun: *this bitch empty. yeet.* Sheepy: Rider: “Stop disguising yourself as me.” Arsé-kun: Mori: "What do you mean "Stop"? It's never been done before." Sheepy: Rider: "Stop. Now." Arsé-kun: Mori: "Yes, yes, fine." Arsé-kun: Jack: Magus incoming! Arsé-kun: Mori: .... "After this." Sheepy: Lobo: *He looks over in the direction of the door, ears perked up* Arsé-kun: Minako: Riiider, have you seen Sherlooc--- What am I looking at? Lobo, what is this? Sheepy: Lobo: .........*He picks up Sherlock by the back of his coat, struts over to Minako, and drops him* Arsé-kun: Mori: ... *snrrrrrk* Arsé-kun: Minako: Thank you, Lobo! *pat, pat* And you! I've been looking for you for the last two hours! *she reaches up to pull on the morph suit head cover. She might be grabbing hair.* You big bully! Sheepy: Holmes: -Ow! Arsé-kun: *Mori pulls off the head cover so he can see Sherlock's demise better* Sheepy: Holmes: *He pulls off the disguise* Arsé-kun: Minako: Can I get you to do your job? Is that a thing you actually do? Sheepy: Holmes: Of course! Arsé-kun: Minako: Great! You notice the severe lack of Lance screaming? Sheepy: Holmes: Yes, I was happy about that. Arsé-kun: Minako: He's not here! He hasn't BEEN here! Since camping! Sheepy: Holmes: Yes, what about that? Arsé-kun: Minako: Nobody knows where he is! He's ALIVE, I know that, but he's cloaked or something! Tristan and Lucan, too! Sheepy: Holmes: Hmmmm. Sheepy: Holmes: That is a problem. Arsé-kun: Minako: It is! Even the dogs can't catch their trail! .. No offense, Lobo! Sheepy: Lobo: ............. Sheepy: Holmes: So you want me to look for them. Sheepy: Holmes: Do you have any information you can give me? Arsé-kun: Minako: Yep, yep, and yes-sirree! Sheepy: Holmes: Tell me. Arsé-kun: Minako: *she pulls up a map on her comm.* The Cu's lost track around here. *she puts a little star where she is pointing to* We initially started way down here, *star* and Enkidu lost their trail way way up here! *star and circled* Multiple trails were found, and Merlin reported what he called "The most solid cloak I've seen since..." and I'm not finishing that! Sheepy: Holmes: Cloak? Multiple trails? Sheepy: Holmes: How many footprints? What did the cloak look like? Arsé-kun: Minako: Magical cloaking! Like when you cover up your magic duel from nearby muggles? That sorta cloak! Trails apparently overlapped, uh.. *she pulls up a notepad. The notes are a disasterpiece.* A lot of different prints, including horseshoe prints! *She pauses to scroll. Squints. Regrets own ability to take notes.* Oh, but Tristan did leave his cape somewhere, so I guess that's a cloak too. Sheepy: Holmes: So they joined up with someone with some sort of riding animal. Arsé-kun: Minako: The knights agreed it was most liiiikely Grifflet, since he DID show up on his horse on the first evening we were there. But no definites! Sheepy: Holmes: Presumably, it was someone they trusted. Sheepy: Holmes: However...I don't want to make that assumption because I have no evidence. Sheepy: Holmes: Well then. It's time to head out... Ah, if only I had Toby. Sheepy: Holmes: Lobo is nowhere near as good as Toby. Sheepy: *Lobo snarls.* Arsé-kun: Mori: ... No, Lobo. Sheepy: Holmes: Toby had the best nose. And the sweetest face. And the cutest ears. And- ah, I should get ready. Sheepy: Holmes: I'm going out. Arsé-kun: Minako: Stay safe, Detective! Sheepy: Holmes: Thank you. Arsé-kun: Jack: And Lobo wishes for you to commit die. Maybe do that afterwards! Sheepy: Holmes: I won't do that Sheepy: *Holmes heads out!* Arsé-kun: *And only minutes after leaving does Moriarty catch up, having removed his own disguise and gathered supplies.* Sheepy: Holmes: Oh? You're coming? Arsé-kun: Mori: You keep saying I should be your Watson. I may as well make sure you survive, but I can't promise you'll be in good shape. Sheepy: Holmes: Oh, thank you. Arsé-kun: Mori: Think nothing of it. Sheepy: Holmes: Now, my plan is to follow the tracks. That should be a good start. Sheepy: *So, Holmes heads to the woods and starts looking for the path.* Arsé-kun: *Meanwhile, Mori asked for this info to be sent to his phone, so he has a fucking map. So he just grabs Sherlock's arm and drags him that-a-way* Sheepy: Holmes: Oh, over here? Arsé-kun: Mori: Yes. Arsé-kun: Mori: ... All right, I'm asking, but I don't expect an answer. *he huffs, but doesn't turn back to look at Sherlock* What sort of phantom or being were you mixed with on your most recent summoning to make you this way? You were perfectly fine in Shinjuku. Sheepy: Holmes: I don't know what you're talking about. *he's clearly lying.* Sheepy: Holmes: You say "my most recent summoning", but you have no proof of when "my most recent summoning" was. Sheepy: Holmes: You never know. My most recent summoning might've been before those events completely. Sheepy: Holmes: Anyway, I won't lie and say I'm not. Sheepy: Holmes: But to reveal my ace card like that to my rival... Oh, but perhaps I should give you a hint... Hmhm. Arsé-kun: *Moriarty raises his eyebrows. They ascend into the fucking stratosphere. They're still going.* Sheepy: Holmes: What? Arsé-kun: Mori: I didn't expect you to confirm it so quickly, that's all. Sheepy: Holmes: Well, it's not as though I can hide it from you. Sheepy: Holmes: Really, the only thing I can hide is who it is and the manner of which we coexist. Sheepy: Holmes: Is it a phantom relationship? Why would I need a phantom, when phantoms are entities who aren't well known? Could it be something else? What manner of summoning would that require? Could it be related to how I ended up meeting Minako? Sheepy: Holmes: And finally, who is it? Sheepy: Holmes: Those will be answered in time...ah, other than the last one. Arsé-kun: Mori: We'll see about that, Holmes. Arsé-kun: Mori: *he snorts and shakes his head* All you've done is made me more interested. Sheepy: Holmes: I suspected such, but it was worth a shot. Arsé-kun: Mori: Give me a hint, and then shut up and focus on the task at hand. Sheepy: Holmes: .................Hmm. Sheepy: Holmes: Well, you say I'm less sharp than usual. Sheepy: Holmes: Try looking for an idiot that's comparable to my smarts. Arsé-kun: Mori: So not the wizard? Sheepy: Holmes: No, not Merlin. Sheepy: Holmes: Ah, if only you had Watson! Sheepy: Holmes: He could tell you everything different about me, not that I'm really aware of it. Arsé-kun: Mori: You talk about him so much, I could almost mistake you for married. *he smirks* Sheepy: Holmes: Well, he's my closest friend. Arsé-kun: *and they eventually actually get where they are going. with no interruptions! what the fuck!!* Sheepy: Holmes: Yes, they went this way, based on the footprints. Sheepy: Holmes: Ah, if there’s an enemy, I expect you to protect me. Sheepy: Holmes: Unfortunately, I’m no stronger than a human. Arsé-kun: Mori: Oh, you're the grail avenger now? When did that happen? Sheepy: Holmes: I wasn’t capable of fighting in Shinjuku, remember? Arsé-kun: Mori: So you claimed, but you fought fine when pretending to be the Count. Sheepy: Holmes: Well, yes. Sheepy: Holmes: However, any human being can play make believe. Sheepy: Holmes: But I personally am weak. Arsé-kun: Mori: Were we not working, I'd have tried to slaughter you where you stand. Sheepy: Holmes: What? Why? Arsé-kun: Mori: To see how you would react, of course. Arsé-kun: Mori: ... And I wanted to use that line. Sheepy: Holmes: How cruel. Arsé-kun: Mori: That means I'm doing my job right. Sheepy: Holmes: You haven’t shifted occupations to babysitter? Arsé-kun: Mori: I have not! Having experience and using it does not mean it is your job! Sheepy: Holmes: That’s true. Arsé-kun: Mori: And I have spotted evidence. *he gestures a bit ahead. There is a cape hanging on a low branch* Sheepy: Holmes: Hmm. It looks like Tristan’s, as she mentioned. Sheepy: Holmes: ......Well, let’s keep going. Arsé-kun: Mori: Aye. *he picks up the cape. Tristan is probably going to want that.* Sheepy: *...After a bit of following the path, Holmes begins diverging off of it* Arsé-kun: Mori: Are you onto something? *but he follows Holmes, looking around for whatever gave him direction* Sheepy: Holmes: Yes, they’re this way. Arsé-kun: Mori: If you say so! Sheepy: Holmes: Yes, I do. Sheepy: *Holmes is looking around...* Arsé-kun: Mori: *he's consulting the map* Sheepy: Holmes: I think we're getting closer. Arsé-kun: Mori: What tells you that? Sheepy: Holmes: Detective's instinct. Arsé-kun: Mori: Where do you get that, the dollar store? Sheepy: Holmes: Hmmmm? Sheepy: Holmes: No, no, much cheaper than that. Sheepy: Holmes: It's free. Arsé-kun: Mori: Great, share it so I can see what direction you're coming from. I don't see anything of note from here! Sheepy: Holmes: A magician never reveals his secrets. Arsé-kun: Mori: Good thing you're not a magician. Sheepy: Holmes: How about this, then: Sheepy: Holmes: It pertains to the previous conversation. Arsé-kun: Mori: Ah, so it's not even you doing it. Good to know. I'll make use of this somehow. Arsé-kun: *or so he Says* Sheepy: Holmes: How? Arsé-kun: Mori: I'll burn that bridge when I get to it. Sheepy: Holmes: I see. Arsé-kun: Mori: Do you? Sheepy: Holmes: Yes, I do. But I don't see them yet. Arsé-kun: Mori: Nor do I. But remember- The cloak is still in place. We may be unable to see them. Sheepy: Holmes: That's true. Arsé-kun: *and then Holmes gets fucking sniped, real fast. it was getting too chummy around here anyway* Sheepy: Holmes: -Ugh! Arsé-kun: *Mori whirls around and spots the Giant Floating Eyeball demon. The thing they absolutely should not have completely missed.* Sheepy: Holmes: Where did that come from...?! Arsé-kun: Mori: If I knew, I would tell you! *he pulls out his cannon gun and points it at the eyeball. it doesn't seem scared of a death shaped gun* Sheepy: Holmes: (Do I fight...or leave it to him?) Sheepy: *Holmes glances around to see if there's any more enemies.* Arsé-kun: *it seems to be the only one, and it's absorbing bullets like they're nothing.* Sheepy: Holmes: *He takes a deep breath before focusing on the eye. Something about his gaze is... frightening? [You need to get away. Get away before it's too late.]* Arsé-kun: *the Gazer backs off. Debuff resistance lowered. Attack lowered. Defense raised. Moriarty also looked, lowering his debuff resistance enough to get Stunned. oops* Sheepy: Holmes: (He looked! What do we do?) Arsé-kun: *He gets silence as an answer. I don't know what you expected, Sherlock* Sheepy: *Holmes rushes towards the enemy!* Arsé-kun: *it isn't fast enough to back out of Holmes' range. It is Afraid. Moriarty, meanwhile, shakes off the stun and stands back to observe* Sheepy: *Holmes kicks it!* Arsé-kun: *It is kicked over the horizon. Gooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalllll!* Sheepy: *Holmes turns and starts approaching Mori to join him again.* Arsé-kun: Mori: ..... I may have additional questions. Sheepy: Holmes: Like what? Arsé-kun: Mori: Pardon my french but C’est quoi?? Sheepy: Holmes: I just looked at it, that's all. Arsé-kun: Mori: *he looks... Highly doubtful* Sheepy: Holmes: What? Arsé-kun: Mori: Forget it, Holmes. We're busy enough as it is. Sheepy: Holmes:...Well, if that's what you want. Sheepy: Holmes: I'll be relying on you for protection, so try to do a better job next time. Arsé-kun: Mori: That, or a straight answer- You didn't need me at all for that! Sheepy: Holmes: Don't think like that, I do need you. Sheepy: Holmes: If nothing else, I can use you as a meat shield. Arsé-kun: Mori: I really appreciate it. *the sarcasm is very obvious in his voice* Thanks a lot. Sheepy: Holmes: It's no problem. Sheepy: Holmes: Now, let's keep going. Arsé-kun: Mori: Yes, yes. You can lead. Sheepy: *Holmes leads Mori to Tristan and friends!* Sheepy: Grif: *He is prodding the eyeball that Holmes launched* ... ? Sheepy: *Lucan is under it.* Arsé-kun: Lance: Hrgh! *and he tugs Lucan's arm.* Sheepy: *Lucan responds with a loud yelp.* Sheepy: Lucan: Heyhey, be more gentle! Arsé-kun: Lance: Sorrrrry..! Sheepy: Grif:...It's my friend. Sheepy: Grif: It likes it right here. Sheepy: Grif: So you move. Arsé-kun: Kay: Are you serio-- Why am I asking? Of course he's serious. *he just puts his hands on his face and sighs* Sheepy: Tristan: Oh, how sad...to be a chair for a Watcher... Sheepy: Grif: No, I'm Griflet. Is your memory failing? Arsé-kun: Kay: I thought it was a Gazer? And for the love of God, Griflet, serious isn't a name! Sheepy: Grif: Yes, exactly, so it's foolish for you to assume it's my name. Sheepy: Lucan: Was it migrating? Is that it? Sheepy: Lucan: Then it thought that I was real comfy? Sheepy: Grif: I'm going to name him. Sheepy: Grif: You see? It's docile because it likes me. Arsé-kun: Mori: .... So this is where it landed? And with it, there you all are. Sheepy: Holmes: Oh, my apologies, I kicked that here. Sheepy: Grif:....?! Sheepy: *Grif unsheathes his sword* Sheepy: Grif: I don't know you, but if you touch Buddy, I'll tear you to shreds! Sheepy: *Buddy briefly looks up from grazing at Grif before he goes back to it. Elyan is staring, unblinking, at Holmes.* Arsé-kun: Mori: He won't. It was an act of self-defense. *he picks his hands up* Do put that away, we're having a conversation. Sheepy: Grif:...........*He bares his teeth, but does lower his sword.* Sheepy: Lucan: Oh, I'm saved. Arsé-kun: *the Gazer has moved to behind Grif. This is Safe.* Sheepy: Lucan: *He groans and picks himself off the ground* Well, I don't recognize you. Sheepy: Lucan:...Oh, hold on, you're a bit familiar. Sheepy: Tristan: Ah, it's you two. Sheepy: Tristan: Sir Griflet strong armed us into joining him for a quest. Arsé-kun: Mori: That answers at least one question. Sheepy: Grif: *He gently pats the Gazer. friend* Sheepy: *Elyan is still staring...* Sheepy: Tristan: What brings you out here? Arsé-kun: Mori: The detective here was asked to find you three. Especially you, Sir Lancelot, Minako was worried about you. Sheepy: Holmes: Yes, that's why. Arsé-kun: Lance: ...... *he whines* Sorrrrrryyyyy.. Sheepy: Holmes: Well, what's done is done. Arsé-kun: Mori: What, that's it? Sheepy: Holmes: You expected me to punish him? Sheepy: Holmes: I'm not capable of fighting. Arsé-kun: Mori: I at least wanted to know why the area was cloaked. Sheepy: Grif: Yes, well. Sheepy: Grif: You see, there's a spirit who lives in this forest. Sheepy: Grif: And- Sheepy: Lucan: It's really long and convoluted. Arsé-kun: Kay: We're stuck while Grif sees it through to the end. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: If you try to leave before she's rescued from the demon of the forest who created this cloak, you'll be cursed. Sheepy: Holmes: *He has lost interest in the conversation and has locked eyes with Elyan.* Arsé-kun: Kay: We've got a sick master back at home..! Can't it be done faster, Grif? Sheepy: Grif: I'm trying. Arsé-kun: Kay: Ughhhh! Sheepy: Grif: Are you? Arsé-kun: Kay: We're not going anywhere, are we?? We've slowed down! And we don't have infinite mana, either! Sheepy: Grif:....... Sheepy: Grif: Ah. Sheepy: Grif: So they're reinforcements. Arsé-kun: Kay: No!! Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: Yes, let's save her Arsé-kun: Kay: Then what are we standing here for?! You've got the gizmo whatchacallit! Arsé-kun: Kay: Get on your horse, take your bird, rescue the nature spirit, brave knight! Onwards you go! Sheepy: Grif: Yes, good idea. *He heads over to Buddy and gets on Buddy's back. Elyan doesn't seem to notice, more focused on Holmes* Arsé-kun: *and Lance is staring at Failnaught. You cannot have that* Sheepy: Tristan: Oh, are we letting him go alone? Arsé-kun: Kay: He's the one who started it alone. It's fitting he ends it that way, too. Arsé-kun: Kay: We can just walk this time. Sheepy: Tristan: Yes, that works. Arsé-kun: Lance: Hnnn. I wanted to try Failnaught again.. Sheepy: Tristan: Ah, just don't break it. Arsé-kun: Lance: !!! *he seems excited and eagerly grabs Failnaught before stepping back and leaping into a tree. Servanto jumpa powahhh. There he goes.* Sheepy: Lucan: Oh no. Arsé-kun: Kay: I'm gonna bet he's gonna crash again. Sheepy: Lucan: Yeah, same. Arsé-kun: *distant gurgling of "AAAARRRRRTHHHUUUURRRRR!!" as Lancelot shoots out of the tree like a rocket. This is not the intended gliding speed. Goodbye lancelot. See you, space cowboy.* Sheepy: Lucan:...Ohhhh nnoooo. Arsé-kun: Mori: ... Judging by that launch, he is going to crash straight into the ground. Sheepy: Lucan: Yeah, exactly. Arsé-kun: *and Lancelot does Exactly Fucking That a few miles away. Failnaught is unharmed. Crater size-- New Record.* Arsé-kun: *but he isn't the first one there. Grif is, and he is already in the final boss fight. Lance settles for being the reinforcements. Everyone else just gets to watch. The Gazer still wants nothing to do with Sherlock. Mori is passing information on, because Sherlock is too busy making noises at a bird.* Sheepy: *Grif is being extremely aggressive in the fight. Too aggressive, perhaps.* Arsé-kun: *Way too aggressive. He keeps leaving himself open* Sheepy: *Grif. You're going to get hurt.* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 3 Sheepy: *He does his best, but due to his aggression and the power of the enemy, he's defeated!* Arsé-kun: *The Spriggan Guardian of the Cage screams and slams it's club down next to Griflet.* Sheepy: Grif: --!! Sheepy: *Despite all odds, Grif launches himself at the Guardian! However, he didn't think to pick up his sword and he ends up punching the Guardian instead.* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 14 (dc) Sheepy rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 17 Sheepy rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 19 Arsé-kun: *The Guardian goes to grab him, but Grif easily jumps out of the way. He also sticks the landing.* Sheepy: Grif: *He scoops up his sword.* Arsé-kun: Kay: For fuck's sake, Grif! Get out of here! *and he runs in, his own sword drawn. He hasn't been an active combatant in most of the adventure, but he's here when it counts!* Let us get in here too! Sheepy: Grif: No! The fight isn't done yet! Sheepy: Grif: Helping is fine! Arsé-kun: Kay: Have it your way! *he joins Grif on the front line* Sheepy rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 1 Sheepy: *Grif launches himself at the Guardian! ... However, the Guardian outsmarts him and sends him flying by using its club. HOME RUN!* Arsé-kun: *Kay takes advantage of this and lights the Guardian's foot on fire. Lance abandons his position to chase after Grif. Failnaught is returned to Tristan on the way past.* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 17 Arsé-kun: *Grif goes through at least seventeen trees. Minimum. this is the fate the d20 has given you* Sheepy: *Even if the will to fight remains, Grif isn't capable of it at this point. He finally lands with a skid and doesn't get up.* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 6 (dc) Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 20 Arsé-kun: *Kay looks away for ONE GODDAMN SECOND and gets pulverized by the Guardian's club. May he rest in peace. And pieces.* Sheepy: Lucan: --!! Kay! Sheepy: Lucan: *He dashes in, followed by Tristan.* Looks like it's up to me... Sheepy: Tristan: I'll support you as best as I can...Ah, how sad...Poor Kay...Poor Griflet.. Sheepy: Tristan: *He plays Failnaught, attempting to bind the Guardian.* Arsé-kun: *He is successful! The Guardian is bound for the turn!* Sheepy: *Lucan, using this opportunity, attempts to stab the Guardian with his lance!* Arsé-kun: *his attack connects!* Sheepy: *He proceeds to back off.* Arsé-kun: *the Guardian is stunned and skips it's turn!* Sheepy: *Tristan shoots arrows at the Guardian!* Arsé-kun: *Failnaught cannot miss, so Automatic Success.* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 4 sides. The die showed: 4 Arsé-kun: *Critical damage!* Sheepy: *Lucan followed it up with another attempt at a stab!* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 16 Arsé-kun: *He sure took a stab at it!!* Arsé-kun: *the Guardian raises its club and swings at Lucan! Lucan evades!* Sheepy: Lucan: You can't hit me that easily! Arsé-kun: Mori: .... Please tell me someone else hears that. Sheepy: Lucan:...What is that? Arsé-kun: Kay: It sorta sounds like a passing airplane.. Sheepy: Lucan: You're alive?! Arsé-kun: Kay: I don't want to be. Sheepy: Lucan: Don't worry! I can heal you! Arsé-kun: Kay: I don't want your guts...! Sheepy: Lucan: So picky! Arsé-kun: *the airplane sound has gotten closer. do I need to be subtle about what it is?* Sheepy: Lucan:....Why is it getting closer?! Arsé-kun: Mori: It's your teammate. You may want to get down. Sheepy: *Lucan hunkers down.* Sheepy: *Tristan flops to the ground.* Arsé-kun: *and Lancelot, riding his favorite fighter jet from his Noble Phantasm, kamikazes the Guardian. He bails at the last second..! And the Guardian swats the plane out of the air like a fly. Lancelot takes his helmet off and punts it to express his displeasure.* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 17 Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 17 Arsé-kun: *the helmet connects. The damage is minimal, but it connected.* Sheepy: Holmes: You seem to be having trouble. Arsé-kun: Mori: Shall the reinforcements clean up this mess? Sheepy: Holmes: I suppose we should. Arsé-kun: Mori: All right, then. *he picks up his coffin-gun* Actually help me this time, then. Sheepy: Holmes: I helped the last time! Sheepy: Holmes: *He huffs, before running and jumping at the Guardian! He fires off his magnifying glass laser things.* Arsé-kun: *as he does this, Moriarty shoots at the Guardian's legs!* Sheepy: *Holmes follows it up by dropkicking the Guardian.* Arsé-kun: *Long story short, they're whaling on it.* Sheepy: *Elyan watches.* Arsé-kun: *the Gazer plops down next to him. it sees* Sheepy: Buddy: *He sniffs at the Gazer* Arsé-kun: *it glances at Buddy. It doesn't seem worried about horse* Sheepy: *Eventually, Holmes and Mori defeat the Guardian!* Arsé-kun: Kay: Hooray.. Sheepy: Lucan: Oh, cheer up. Sheepy: Lucan: It’s just a scratch. Arsé-kun: Kay: I can't feel my face. Sheepy: Lucan: Why not? Arsé-kun: Kay: I don't know. Sheepy: Lucan: Who’s stopping you? Sheepy: Lucan: Ah! I am. Here, I can get you fixed up Arsé-kun: *Lance voices his displeasure before grabbing Lucan's wrist. No, banned. No Noble Phantasms Allowed* Sheepy: Lucan: Do you have a better idea? Sheepy: Lucan: If so, please share it. Arsé-kun: Lance: Anyyyything but that. Sheepy: Lucan: ..... Sheepy: Lucan: Guess we’re carrying you back Sheepy: Lucan: So Merlin can heal you Sheepy: Lucan; How does that sound? My method is faster, of course... Arsé-kun: Lance: yOU'RE SURVIVING WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT Sheepy: Lucan: Ah? Sheepy: Lucan: Sir Tristan, you disagree with his sentiment, correct? Sheepy: Tristan: Oh, how sad! Sheepy: Tristan: To lose the one who knows how to do taxes...! Sheepy: Grif: *He drags himself over, bleeding profusely* Now that it’s dead, I can unlock the cage...! Sheepy: Lucan: You aren’t dead...? Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Kiddo's gonna kill us. Sheepy: Lucan: Oof. Good luck. Arsé-kun: Lance: Rrrrrest in pieces. Sheepy: Grif: *He uses the key item!* Arsé-kun: *the cage is unlocked!* Arsé-kun: *Everyone present is healed for a small amount of health!* Arsé-kun: Kay: *he sits up and shakes his head. He liiiiives.* Sheepy: Lucan: Good. Sheepy: Grif:......We did it. Sheepy: Grif: Are you hurt? Arsé-kun: *the spirit doesn't seem to be speaking... out loud. Unfortunate for everyone that isn't Grif.* Sheepy: Grif: It was no problem. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Can anyone else hear what's going on over there? Or have I gone deaf? Sheepy: Lucan: I can't either. Arsé-kun: Kay: Goddamn it. He's gonna get the big prize and we're gonna get what? Sheepy: Lucan: Stitches. Arsé-kun: Lance: We're knights, not mercenariiiieessss! *he seems proud of himself. He's also thoughtfully looking at the Guardian's club* Sheepy: Lucan: There's nothing that says that the prize isn't eternal suffering. Sheepy: Lucan: Anyway, it's not the journey, it's the destination! Sheepy: Lucan:...Ah! Sheepy: Lucan: That's the opposite of what I meant! Sheepy: Lucan: No, no, it not the destination, it's the journey, that's it! Arsé-kun: Kay: The journey was mostly Grif doing things, featuring us all being dragged along. Even you got in on it! Sheepy: Lucan: Yes. Well. Sheepy: Lucan:.... Sheepy: Lucan:....I want to go on another adventure sometime soon. Sheepy: Grif: My wish... it's not something that can be granted. I highly doubt it can. Arsé-kun: Kay: Maybe we can. Just... Not a Griflet-brand adventure. Sheepy: Lucan: Yes, that's better. Arsé-kun: *Lance re-enters scene, having broke a chunk of the club off. Smaller club. Travel-friendly sized club* Arsé-kun: Lance: Yes, let's do this again! Arsé-kun: Lance: Lets bring medica supplies next time! *he frowns* Medica. I speak words well yes! Sheepy: Lucan: Don't worry, it happens to the best of us! Sheepy: Tristan: *Snore* Arsé-kun: *Kay follows Tristan's example and lays back down to take a nap* Sheepy: Grif: ...So, this will help me in the future? Yes. Thank you. I'll treasure it. Arsé-kun: *the spirit vanishes, returning to the forest* Sheepy: *So, the knights head home!* Arsé-kun: *and by Home we mean Mink's house. Through Lancelot's window, which is on the second floor. His room, not Guin's. Clonk clonk clank.* Sheepy: Grif: Yes, he'll never find us here. Sheepy: Lucan: Oh, how cowardly. Arsé-kun: Kay: More like he won't..! Grif, he's sickly as hell, how would he get here?? Sheepy: Grif: Hm. Sheepy: Grif: Walking. Sheepy: Lucan:...*He raises his eyebrows* Arsé-kun: Kay: ..... Okay, true. Sheepy: Lucan: All the way over here? Arsé-kun: Kay: He could probably do it... *he flops onto bed. Is anyone else sitting there? too bad, kay time* Sheepy: Grif: You're going to sleep? Arsé-kun: Kay: mmmmmmhm. Arsé-kun: Lance: ... *he was going to pick up the bed so he could store the club under it, but now he can't. so he just shoves it underneath. Shooooove.* Sheepy: Grif: .............. Sheepy: Grif: *He yawns* Sheepy: Lucan: Ah~ I'm so excited. Sheepy: Lucan: I hope we go on another adventure soon... Arsé-kun: Lance: Maybe the next one will be betterrr.. Sheepy: Lucan: Oh, I had a grand old time! I can't imagine it being any better! *His usual stepford smile and dead look in his eyes is replaced with an absolutely beaming expression.* Arsé-kun: *Merlin dives in with his phone already out. Snap, snap, snap, 1000 pictures for Bedivere of a happy Lucan. He felt this anomaly from halfway across the house. Lance takes advantage of Merlin's presence by KOO-boosting his phone. This should not work, but blackmail is a weapon. I guess?* Sheepy: Lucan: !? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Welc--! *he cuts himself off and lowers his voice, for the benefit of Kay, Grif and Tris* Welcome back, brave knights. You look like you had lots of fun..! Sheepy: Lucan: Fun? Me? Ahaha, those concepts don't work together. Sheepy: Lucan: That's silly. Arsé-kun: Merlin: So you don't want to go again? Sheepy: Lucan: Of course I do! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Then be happy about your success. You've got nothing to hide. ;) Sheepy: Lucan: ...! Arsé-kun: Merlin: So, in the stead of any authority-- You did fantastic, Sir Lucan. :) *is he just saying it, or does he really mean it? Sometimes it's hard to tell.* Sheepy: Lucan:!! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Also, don't get comfy. Some of you guys are getting picked up soon. Sheepy: Grif: *snore* Sheepy: Lucan: Don't worry, I'm never comfortable. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I don't think that's a good thing? Sheepy: Lucan: Huh? Arsé-kun: Lance: ..Aaa? *he noticed Something and peers out the window. Who's this? Who's this?* Sheepy: Lucan: What is it? *He follows Lancelot's gaze* Arsé-kun: *Lance sees someone he doesn't know! Kay and Grif's master is also there. Moriarty is also there.* Sheepy: Lucan: Who are they? Arsé-kun: Lance: Which? Sheepy: Lucan: Well, I know Moriarty Sheepy: Lucan: But I don't know the other two. Arsé-kun: Lance: The kid is Kay's boss. The other... Uhh.. Sheepy: *Lobo has begun barking.* Arsé-kun: *and Proto has pressed himself up against a different window* Sheepy: Kidd: ...Is he dangerous? Arsé-kun: Mori: Sometimes? But I'm with you, so he won't try anything. Sheepy: Kidd: That's nice to know. Sheepy: Kidd: Thank you for housing Grif and Kay. I was- *cough, cough*- I was worried about them. Arsé-kun: Mori: Certainly. But may I advise they use the front door next time? Sheepy: Kidd:....? Sheepy: Kidd: I'll ask them to be more considerate in the future. Arsé-kun: Mori: The brave camaraderie of knights climbed in a window, so yes please. Sheepy: Kidd:...Ah... Arsé-kun: Mori: ... Though that could be the fault of any others. Sheepy: Kidd: I...uh... was worried that Grif broke a door down or something. Arsé-kun: Mori: Thankfully no. Sheepy: Kidd: He has a tendency to break things. Sheepy: Kidd:...like spines... *cough* Arsé-kun: Mori: As most berserkers do. Sheepy: Bedi: If you want to come inside, they're upstairs. Sir Kay and Sir Griflet are sleeping. Sheepy: Bedi: I think. Arsé-kun: Lance: *he opens his window and leans out a little. Hello! They're in here!* Sheepy: Kidd: ? Sheepy: Kidd: Lupin? Do you know him? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Not yet! Arsé-kun: Mori: That would be Sir Lancelot. Sheepy: Bedi: Aren't you cold? Arsé-kun: Lance: Kind of? But please hhhhold on. Sheepy: Bedi:? Arsé-kun: *Lance walks away from the window. There's a brief pause, and a yell from Kay. And then Kay is dumped out the window. Kay sticks the landing but he doesn't look happy about it!* Sheepy: Kidd: ! Kay! Arsé-kun: Kay: Kiddo, how'd you get here so fast?? Why are you standing out here, it's so damn cold! Sheepy: Kidd: Ah- uh- Lupin. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he just grins at Kay* Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Y'know? It's better him than anyone else. Fiiine. Sheepy: Bedi: You didn't break anything on the way down, did you? Sheepy: Bedi: Please come inside. Arsé-kun: Kay: If I broke anything, it was during the adventure and not after! *but he still hurries over to scoop up Kidd, and then going back inside. Through the DOOR.* Sheepy: Satoru: *He watches Kay enter and slowly approaches the two. Staaaaaaare.* Sheepy: Satoru: I know you two. Arsé-kun: Kay: Sure do! How's things, little bud? Sheepy: Satoru: I made a friend today. Sheepy: Satoru: He's a clickbug I found. Sheepy: Satoru: You're Kay, and he's Mann, right? I'm good with names. Arsé-kun: Mori: It's Kidd, Satoru. Sheepy: Satoru: No, I'm kid. Sheepy: Kidd: Th-that's my family name. Sheepy: Satoru: My family name is Gushiken but I never use it. Arsé-kun: *Mori has to stop himself from still adding the "No, you're Satoru"* Sheepy: Kidd:....Like Masanori? Sheepy: Satoru:......... Arsé-kun: Kay: *he raises his eyebrows a bit* Arsé-kun: Mori: .... .... Can someone more uncouth please say what we're all thinking? Arsé-kun: Mozart, from upstairs: Fuck that guy! *loud tuba note* Sheepy: Satoru: He's not allowed here. I hate him. Arsé-kun: Mori: We all agree with this statement. Sheepy: Kidd: Did, did I- *cough* did I say something wrong? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Judging from what I see, no. But I understand he's hated equally here. Sheepy: Kidd: He worked for my father...they're very close. Arsé-kun: Mori: Disgusting. I'm going to rob him blind. Sheepy: Kidd: I don't live with them anymore. Not after, uh... Arsé-kun: Kay: After Grif. Sheepy: Kidd: Yes. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. Sheepy: Satoru: Who is that? *He points to Lupin* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Me? Only the world's greatest gentleman thief- Sheepy: Satoru: No, that's Grandpa. Sheepy: Satoru: But if you claim to be the greatest, that's okay, Lupin. I believe in you. You're cool in your own ways. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he starts to make a comeback, before registering that Satoru addressed him by name- Despite Satoru not knowing who he was a few moments beforehand* ..?! Sheepy: Satoru: But facing off with Holmes shouldn't be one of those things, because he lives here and he's nowhere near as bright as he's portrayed in the books. It's hard to believe that he's Holmes. I think he might be an imposter. Arsé-kun: *Moriarty tries to suppress a smirk. Step one: Failed. Abandon plan. Laugh* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Eh? We only faced off once. Heck, we event went and got drinks together. Sheepy: Satoru: ? Sheepy: Satoru: But you locked him in a mansion once and then he tried to drown you, right? Arsé-kun: Lupin: That first part, sure, but I'm not so cruel as to keep necessities out of his hands. Sheepy: Satoru: And then one of your men broke Watson's arm and he just insulted Watson and called him lazy. That's what the book says. Sheepy: Satoru: But Holmes doesn't seem that mean. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I didn't tell him to do that. That man was fired. And he's not. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. Sheepy: Satoru: Well, you seem nice, so you can be third best evil mastermind. Sheepy: Satoru: Grandpa is the best, but one day I'm going to be second best. Sheepy: Satoru: I hope you don't mind being third. Sheepy: Holmes: Oh, it looks like you have competition, Lupin! Sheepy: *Satoru is beaming!* Sheepy: Satoru: Yes! I believe in you! Sheepy: Holmes: Ahahaha, you should work hard, Lupin. He really got me today. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Then I absolutely need to get back to work, huh? Sheepy: Satoru: Uhuh. You'll do great. Sheepy: Satoru: But I'm really evil so I might even trick you next time. Sheepy: Satoru: I'll even teach you a trick for you to use on others. Sheepy: Satoru: Are you ready? It's a really cunning trick. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I get to learn from a mastermind? Do teach me, monsieur~ Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. How much do you love your favorite thing? I love rhinos this much. *He outstretches his arms* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he lowers himself down to Satoru's level, and quickly glances at Kidd* Thiiiis much! *and he also puts out his arms* Sheepy: Satoru: I tricked you! Do you know what it means when two people stretch out their arms? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oh no! Now you absolutely must tell me! Sheepy: Satoru: *He hugs Lupin* It's time for hugs. Arsé-kun: Lupin: How cunning! I've been fooled! The first time in years! Sheepy: Satoru: It's very evil! That's what Holmes said. I thought of it myself. Arsé-kun: Lupin: You're going to surpass your old man at this rate! Sheepy: Satoru:....!!! Sheepy: Satoru: Really? You think so? Arsé-kun: Lupin: He's never gotten me. You have. The advantage is in your favor. Sheepy: Satoru: I'll work extra hard to come up with a new trick. Sheepy: *....Something ice-cold and wet to boot suddenly goes down the back of Lupin's shirt!* Arsé-kun: *Lupin screams and bolts out. Bye, Lupin.* Sheepy: Kidd:?! Sheepy: Rider: .... Arsé-kun: Mori: Rider, your timing continues to be downright terrible. Sheepy: Rider: "Why?" Sheepy: Satoru: *frown* Arsé-kun: Mori: Because he was not staying for long. You've only inconvenienced our guests. Couldn't you do that on the way out? Sheepy: Rider: "You're too picky." Sheepy: Satoru: Is he leaving forever? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Non! *he pokes his head back around the doorframe* And you! You stop doing that, you fantomas! ... Both definitions! Sheepy: Rider: *He crosses his arms* Arsé-kun: *meanwhile, Kay's been considering just jacking an alcoholic beverage from the kitchen for the last who-knows-how-long. He's still functional, but he absolutely doesn't want to be* Sheepy: Kidd: Kay? Are you okay? Arsé-kun: Kay: I'm sober and still feeling like whichever Oz witch had the house fall on them. So, yyyyes? Sheepy: Kidd: Maybe you should sit down. Arsé-kun: Kay: Not to be that guy, but when are we going home? Sheepy: Kidd: We should go home so you can sit. Arsé-kun: Kay: Grifffffff! Sheepy: Grif, from upstairs: KAAAAAYYYYY! Arsé-kun: Kay: Come onnnn! Lets go home, Griff! Sheepy: *Grif rushes downstairs and to Kay* Arsé-kun: Kay: Wait, don't run into me, I've got Kiddo! Sheepy: *Grif stops.* Arsé-kun: *Kay sighs in relief* Sheepy: Grif: What? What is it? Sheepy: Grif: I'm tired! I don't care! Sheepy: Grif: So, what is it?! Arsé-kun: Kay: We're going home! Sheepy: Grif: I don't care! Do what you want!! Sheepy: Grif: I'm tired! Sheepy: *Buddy is peering in through the window. So is Elyan, who has locked eyes with Holmes...again* Arsé-kun: *and then Mori more or less kicked them out. GO HOME!* Sheepy: Holmes: Hmm. Arsé-kun: Mori: Do you find that bird interesting, detective? Sheepy: Holmes: I just don't see birds like it very often. Sheepy: Holmes: Yet, despite that, I feel like I know it. Like it's familiar... Arsé-kun: Mori: That sounds like a personal problem. Am I, your apparently dutiful Watson, dismissed? Sheepy: Holmes: Huh? Oh, yes, go ahead. Arsé-kun: Mori: Thank god. *he scoops up Satoru* We've got evil villain research to do. Sheepy: Satoru: Really? I get to join? Arsé-kun: Mori: Why wouldn't you? There's no math involved this time, I assure you. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. Arsé-kun: *and as they go to raid Medusa's library, Mozart yells dumb things. He must be with Gil, streaming. Or, y'know, doing anything else, because this is MOZART* Arsé-kun: Mozart: This is downright terrible, I say! Dear Watson, let us instead go on an adventure! A butthole sniffing adventure! C'mooon! Arsé-kun: Mozart: Wait, wait, hold your applause! I have the best possible plan! *a brief pause* No, listen! I've heard a certain someone complain about this game before! The man himself, complaining about it? The views would be glorious! C'mooooooooon, Gil, Ant! Lets go on an adventure! It would be, as they say, the shit! Sheepy: Salieri: *He takes his eyes off of the desktop he's working at and just stares at Mozart* Sheepy: Gil: You mean Holmes? Arsé-kun: Mozart: I absolutely do! Sheepy: Gil: Hm. We should go get him... it would be entertaining. Arsé-kun: Mozart: I'd absolutely love to hear his commentary about this so-called game. Sheepy: Salieri: It's not too bad. Arsé-kun: Mozart: The soundtrack is fine, I suppose. Sheepy: Salieri: The gameplay doesn't look that ba- Sheepy: Holmes: It's that game, isn't it? Arsé-kun: Lance: *he has also just arrived. He's a mess, having just pulled off his armor and came in like that. Classy!* ?? Sheepy: Holmes: Oh, it could've been the good one, you should play the good one. You know, I've played that one before, for five hours. Arsé-kun: Mozart: We certainly do now! Do you care to elaborate, Gnolmes? Sheepy: Holmes: I still stand by my angry, broken self's statement that whoever decided to put frame perfect quick time events about climbing up a chimney and having to clean SOOT for some unknown reason as you do, causing you to inevitably suffocate one of the baker street kids over and over again... Sheepy: Holmes:...As you get to the end but he just suffocates because you took .01 seconds too long... Sheepy: Holmes: As it taunts you with a skip button, only to throw you into ANOTHER quick time event with no instructions about cleaning shoes for SOME reason???? and then you inevitably fail because there's no instructions and taking too long causes your suspicion meter go up to one level below max, only to throw you immediately into a stalking minigame once more where you're very easily seen but your suspicion is max so you have to start over repeatedly with almost max stamina thanks to the shoe cleaning quick time event has NEVER played a game in their life!!! Arsé-kun: Lance: ..... Soooo you need a very high IQ to understand this game..? Sheepy: Holmes: Oh! Oh nono! It's not the segments where you play as me at all! It's the baker street kids! Sheepy: Holmes: I'm not one to brag, but people call me the greatest detective! Why does it take three hours to track ONE PERSON??? How hard can it be! Tracking one single man! Not hard at all, yes? Sheepy: Holmes: Until you get beat up by the same three bullies fifty times because the game doesn't TELL you you can open doors! Most of them don't work! Oh, and if you enter the door people get suspicious but you can't explore nor get your bearings because if you take your eyes off of the man you're following a countdown starts and you get a game over after TWO SECONDS. Arsé-kun: *Lance heads across the room and shifts a camera, so Holmes is actually in the frame* Arsé-kun: Mozart: That's.... Certainly matching up with some of this gameplay.. Sheepy: Holmes: Oh, no, all you have to do to play my segments is just wander around aimlessly with no information on what to even do until you miraculously come upon some piece of evidence because you only just then learn that I can perceive things after you retrace your steps thirty times! No thanks to the game creator who doesn't tell you this!!! Sheepy: Holmes: No, apparently, I just DON'T have eyes! Arsé-kun: *Angra peers in. Who is yelling? Who wants vengeance? Who be* Sheepy: Holmes: I have to hit a button to suddenly be able to use them! And there's two different buttons, imagination and perceive, but imagination doesn't seem to do anything at all! Am I just not imaginative!? Sheepy: Holmes: By normal human vision, no one can see that this shirt has pockets. Sheepy: Holmes: It takes a true master detective's GENIUS perception to reveal that not only does it have pockets... Sheepy: Holmes: Maybe...just perhaps...bear with me, this is a huge stretch of logic.. Sheepy: Holmes: I could maybe...just maybe put my hand IN the pocket...and by pure luck perhaps there's something inside. But remember! Only TRUE detectives can have this eureka moment! Sheepy: Holmes: And only when they're twenty feet away. Arsé-kun: *Mozart has scrunched up his face and is hiding his barely-suppressed grin behind his fist. He's trying so, so hard not to laugh* Arsé-kun: *Lance's face is, has been, and will continue to be the emotional representation of text to speech saying "Wot"* Sheepy: Salieri: Huh. Sheepy: Holmes: "Oh, Holmes!" You must be thinking, "you're being so critical! You only played it for five hours! That doesn't sound too bad!" That's where you're wrong, my dear Watson! That! Is where you're wrong! Sheepy: Holmes: I'm being very kind. Sheepy: Holmes: I didn't even complain about where it expects you to be ambidextrous. Sheepy: Holmes: It's fair that it's used in a balance segment. Sheepy: Holmes: Which rushes you. Sheepy: Holmes: But it's also used in a segment where I LISTEN to people? Sheepy: Holmes: If you aren't ambidextrous, you're deaf! Sheepy: Holmes: You just magically go deaf because you can't control two circles moving in random directions! Sheepy: Holmes: And last but not least... Sheepy: Holmes: You can't pet Toby. Arsé-kun: Angra: Atrocious. Sheepy: Holmes: I would accept everything else if Toby could be pet. Sheepy: Holmes: But that's the deal breaker. I knew it was going to be horrible when I learned that Toby couldn't be pet but not that bad! Sheepy: Salieri: Huh. Arsé-kun: Angra: Today we learned games are bad if you cant pet the dog. Sheepy: Gil: *He...starts cackling.* Arsé-kun: *Mozart also breaks down and starts howling with laughter. He tried so hard.* Sheepy: Holmes:? What? Arsé-kun: Lance: .... *he shrugs* I'm... Still figuring out the first part of that. Sheepy: Holmes: First part? Sheepy: *Salieri turns his attention back on his pudding cup* Arsé-kun: Lance: Yyyyou lost me at soot and shoes. Sheepy: Holmes: Don't worry about it. Sherlock Holmes: Nemesis is better, but Arsene Lupin is not my nemesis. Sheepy: Holmes: He's a good person. Arsé-kun: Angra: Aaaand that's gonna be on the internet now! Kekeke! *he leans into frame to dab. Angra. Angra no.* Sheepy: Holmes: Hm? Arsé-kun: Angra: You don't know about the internet? Huh. Sheepy: Holmes: I do. Arsé-kun: Angra: When a man compliments another man, someone inevitably draws porn of it! Sheepy: Holmes:....Hmm? Sheepy: Holmes: You're joking. Arsé-kun: Angra: *he sulks* No! Why would I, the world's evils, lie about the internet?! Sheepy: Holmes: Because you can. Arsé-kun: Angra: I'll, uh, counter-detective you! I'll give you screenshots and links. I'll, uh.... Saturday morning cartoon villain threat at you! Sheepy: Holmes: But how do they know what Lupin looks like? Arsé-kun: Angra: They can just guess! Like how they guess everyone's dick size! Sheepy: Holmes:...What Arsé-kun: Angra: The internet is really, really great! For porn! ~♪ *and mozart starts laughing again* Sheepy: Holmes: What? Arsé-kun: Angra: Huh. You were serious? Go detective the internet or something. Sheepy: Holmes: Why? Arsé-kun: Angra: *he shrugs* I dunno, but it sure sounded good! Arsé-kun: Angra: Anyway, since this villain has been permitted to speak, I'd like to make a humble, harmless request! Sheepy: Holmes: What? Arsé-kun: Angra: Oh, I meant to the King, but.. *he pokes at one of Holmes' magnifying glasses* How's this work? What are you, Inspector Gadget? Sheepy: Holmes: ...Hm? Sheepy: Holmes: Ah, mind control. Arsé-kun: Angra: Neat! Sheepy: Holmes: Is that all? (Is that how it works...?) Arsé-kun: Angra: Nope! *he goes and LICKS the glass before going to harass Gil. Ya nasty* Arsé-kun: *Holmes gets a very quiet reply of "How would I know..?". No one else seems to hear it. Not even Mozart.* Sheepy: Holmes: (How do I clean that...) Sheepy: Holmes: (Gross.) Arsé-kun: Holmes?: (Figure it out in the morning.) Sheepy: Holmes: (How helpful you are!) Arsé-kun: Holmes?: (The last time I was asked that, I... Don't recall what I suggested. My son called me a Useless Lesbian. Am I a lesbian? Is that a type of plant?) Arsé-kun: *the source of sherlocks iq loss is coming from inside the sherlock!* Sheepy: Holmes: (A lesbian is a woman who likes women.) Sheepy: Holmes: (...Right?) Arsé-kun: Holmes?: (Why are you asking me?? Read a book with your eyes!) Sheepy: Holmes: (You have more!) Sheepy: Holmes: (...I'm assuming.) Arsé-kun: Holmes?: (Tell me how many work! I'm going back to sleep. Wake me up... llllater.) Sheepy: Holmes: (Fine, fine.) Arsé-kun: Angra: -- C'mon, it's nearly the spooky day! Horror! Play the horrible game! Sheepy: Gil: No! Sheepy: Salieri: *He's ignoring what's going on in favor of pudding.* Arsé-kun: *Mozart has wrapped a pillow around his head (and ears) but is watching this all happen* Sheepy: Gil: If you want to consume trash, you consume it yourself! Don't be a weakling who can't even face his own challenges, mongrel! Arsé-kun: Angra: You've got the controller! A lowly peon like me isn't worthy of touching the gold controller! Sheepy: Gil: Hah. Haha. Kuhahahahaha! Sheepy: Gil: What a fool you are! Sheepy: Gil: Do you think that that kind of flattery will make me play this game!? Pah! You disappoint me again and again, Avenger! Arsé-kun: Angra: Fantastic! Then I'll take that as permission to do so myself! *and he reaches for the controller, actively draping as much of himself as he can over Gil to do so.* Sheepy: Gil: Don't touch me, you're gross! Arsé-kun: Angra: Then hand it over! Sheepy: Gil: No! Sheepy: Gil: Buy your own! Arsé-kun: Angra: With what?? All the curses of the world doesn't earn me shit! Sheepy: Gil: Have you considered ever getting a job? Arsé-kun: Angra: ... ...Nope! Arsé-kun: Angra: If you don't like that answer, here's a few more! *ahem.* I have, but I'll kill everyone! Or... I'm heavily cursed with incompetence. Arsé-kun: Angra: There's an entire slew of jokes about human racism somewhere around here! *and he "searches" the room* And who's gonna hire a kid with no experience? Sheepy: Gil: Wcdonalds. Arsé-kun: Angra: That's too easy to fuck up! ... And I don't think they want mud on their uniforms! Arsé-kun: Angra: .... But I'll think about it! Sheepy: Gil: Fine. *LATER* ~ The loud thunk of something heavy falling over.

The hollow clacking of empty metal cans rolling across the concrete driveway. The excited laughter of a man who had discovered this afternoon’s dinner - a laugh of joy more fitting of an explorer who had discovered the treasure that he had spent his life seeking, but to this ratty manslayer, nothing, past, present, nor future could be as valuable as the untouched, forgotten lunchmeat from the back of the fridge that was eventually discovered and tossed due to potentially containing unimaginable horrors of bacteria.

These were the sounds that accompanied the Gushiken residence’s uninvited guest.  He held up the mystery meat to his mouth, not bothered by its unusual color.  He took a bite and hummed.  Ah, protein- ah, meat- delicious meat.  He went to take another bite, only to hear the sound of footsteps slowly approach him.  He reached for his sword and twisted around, pointing it at the face of the intruder.  The blade, however, met nothing.  Izou hesitantly looked down, only to be met by...

“Hi, does that taste good?” Satoru blankly stared at the strange man.

“Ain’t you juss a lil’ pipsqueak!” Izou slurred out his words, a drunken grin spread across his face, bending down to Satoru’s level, “What, are’ya th one I got to thank for lunch?  Yeahyeah, it’s like a bite of heaven or sum’n!  Whatever that phrase is, you know it, yeah?”

Satoru blinked, unfazed by the man who attempted to kill him two seconds prior.  He tilted his head, getting a better look at the manslayer, “are you hungry?  We have better food inside, but if you want to eat that, that’s fine too.”

“Oi, kiddo, I ssspent all I got at that casino everyone’s goin’ on about, so don’t expect me to pay you nothing.  Spent the rest I had on a bottle of sake, but that’s all gone!  Fuhaha~” Izou laughed at his own misfortune, “Oho!  I’ve got it!  If I steal you away and hold your parents ransom, that’ll get me a good amount of sake and I’ll win the jackpot!  I saw somethin’ about that on those television things.”

“So, pipsqueak, you know bout that, right?”  He tilted his head, copying Satoru’s body language.  “I don’t know -“ he paused, stopping himself from cursing.  He might be a manslayer, but he also knows not to curse in front of children, “I don’t know stuff about...stuff.  So we could work together!  You be the brains, I be the evil villain, and in the end I get loads of cash to use in stupid ways!  So, whaddya say, partner?”  Izou puffed out his chest, proud of his plan, and held out his hand.

“I have to ask my parents first.  Is that okay?  Also, I have to get back by 3:00 because my favorite show is at at time,” Satoru replied.

“Eh?  Yeah, sure.  I can even come with you.  Here, let’s go together to ask!” Izou chirped, shooting upwards from his squatting position and taking Satoru’s hand, dragging him towards the front door.

Being lead inside by the dirty, unkempt assassin- now an intruder to boot - Satoru glanced around, looking for his family.  Loud barking began the second Izou set foot into the house, and a certain Lancer's voice rung through the air. "Oi, Satoru!  How many time do I have to tell you NOT to bring in door to door salesman?  This is the fifth time this week!  We aren't buying!  Leave!" Cu shouted angrily, his shrieks being heard throughout the house.

"Cu, this ruffly man asked if I could let him kidnap me so you could pay ransom.  Is that okay?"  Satoru asked, deadpan.

Cu's eyes widened in surprised, his mouth agape.  Did he hear that right?  He couldn't have heard that right, right?  How could his Master be so stupid- how could a kidnapper be so stupid?  "K-Kiddo, you can't just...  Listen, I don't know who you are or what you want, but if you think you can touch my Master with your grubby hands, you've got another thing coming!"  Cu summoned Gae Bolg to his side.

"Are you making fun of me?  I'm dirty and covered in trash but ain't grubby!"  Izou snapped out of his drunken state upon seeing the glimmer of the red spear, "if you're making fun of me, I'll KILL you, you stupid, smart man!"  Izou barked viciously, readying his blade.

Satoru sat down on the floor, watching the two men ready themselves to fight.  He discovered a piece of pocket lint in his pocket and began to inspect it, tuning out the sounds of combat as their weapons clashed.  Eventually, Gilgamesh strolled in with a bottle of wine, drinking out of it as he plopped down next to Satoru.

"Hmhm, this is quite the deadbeat you've brought in today, Cursed Child," Gilgamesh smirked.

"He's trying to kidnap me and hold me for ransom so I asked Cu if it was okay and he got angry for some reason-" Satoru was cut off by Gilgamesh's cackling. - Suddenly overpowering Gilgamesh's laughter and the clashing of weapons was a set of enraged screams. Barely containing himself, Lancelot tore his way into the fight, easily taking ahold of the Gae Bulg and turning it against it's owner. "Hey, you stay out of this! This is between us-!" Cu tried to warn, ducking right before the Gae Bulg became one with the wall.

With Cu now preoccupied, the Mad Dog whirled around to face Izou, only to be nearly cut wide open. Snarling and spitting blood from Izou's attempt, Lancelot lunged for Izou's blade, pushing Izou himself aside. Taking it in his claws as easily as the Gae Bulg, Lancelot... Ran off with it, howling some distorted victory cry and utterly trashing the door frame. ~ Arsé-kun: Herc: .... .... *he's just standing there, ominously.* Sheepy: Izou: GIVE THAT BACK! Sheepy: Izou: GIVE IT BACK! IT'S MY PARTNER! GIVE IT BACK! STOP MAKING FUN OF ME! YOU'RE MAKING FUN OF ME! I HATE IT! I HATE YOU! IHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOU Arsé-kun: *Herc groans and grabs Cu by the back of his shirt* Sheepy: Cu: NononONONO Arsé-kun: *.. And places Cu on his shoulder before (very, VERY easily) pulling the gae bulg out of the wall. Here you go, dog, this is your stick* Sheepy: *Cu snatches it away and huffs* Arsé-kun: Herc: *Grunt.* *and he runs out with Cu, chasing down Izou and Lancelot. He's got at least one of Cu's legs secured, it's ok* Sheepy: Cu: Wait, wait, hold on, where are we going!? Arsé-kun: Herc: ▃▅▅▅! *cu, i dont know what you expected.* Sheepy: Cu: ...........*Stare* Arsé-kun: *Thankfully, both Izou and Lancelot are easy to track down. They're both screaming. They're running circles around the house(s)* Arsé-kun: *and here's Lance again, skidding around the corner on all fours. He's still got the sword.* Sheepy: *Izou is chasing after him at top speed, screaming at the top of his lungs. STOP LAUGHING AT ME STOPSTOPSTOP I HATE YOU* Arsé-kun: *Herc reaches up and grabs Cu's arm. Grunt? y/n?* Sheepy: Cu: Wh-what are you doing? Arsé-kun: *Herc points to the two yelling servants as they round the corner again* Sheepy: Cu: Yeah, yeah, sure, I can hit them. Sheepy: *Cu readies Gae Bolg* Arsé-kun: *As soon as the servants enter sight, Heracles tosses Cu. Combination Noble Phantasm: Boomelancer- Spinning Assault Blue Lancer!* Sheepy: Cu: I'M COMING FOR YOUR HEART! GAE....BOLG! *He launches Gae Bolg at the two!* Arsé-kun rolled a die. The die showed: 6 Arsé-kun rolled a die. The die showed: 6 Arsé-kun: *Izou is instantly impaled! Lance panics and veers to the side, but the Gae Bulg zips right after him! Two for two! Double kill!* Sheepy: Izou: AAAUGH!? AAAUUUGH! My heart! My heart! *He coughs up blood* Why!? He...he was laughing at me! He was laughing at me! Stop it...! Sheepy: Cu: *He sticks the landing, skidding to a stop.* Arsé-kun: Lance: *he whines, dropping the sword and looking down* Sheepy: Izou: *He's clutching his chest, weakly clambering for his beloved sword upon hearing it drop.* Arsé-kun: *Herc lumbers over and plops a hand on Cu's head. Good job, dog.* Sheepy: Cu: *He jumps a bit before understanding what the headpat means.* Hey, good job to you too, pal! *He flashes Herc a huge grin.* Arsé-kun: *Herc grins back!* Sheepy: Izou: *He pulls his sword close to himself before finally collapsing all together, blood pooling to the ground.* Arsé-kun: Lance: *he plops down next to Izou and pouts. Adult.* Sheepy: Satoru: Uncle Lance? Did he bully you? Arsé-kun: Lance: N... Non.. Sheepy: Satoru: He seems nice. Sheepy: Cu:....Uh, Pal, maybe wait for a bit to visit Lancelot, alright? Sheepy: Satoru: Did you know? He came in because he was going to steal me for ransom money. We came in to ask my parents about it but Cu started beating him up for some reason. Arsé-kun: Lance: .... mmmmhm. Arsé-kun: *And out comes Minako, absolutely beyond angry. Words she probably learned from Hyde are put to FANTASTIC use. Satoru, don't listen.* Sheepy: Satoru: *He backs off. Angry people are scary.* Sheepy: Cu: Yo. Arsé-kun: Minako: What the fuck? Whose idea was this? *she kicks Herc in the shin. 0 damage. He ignores it entirely* Sheepy: Cu: Well, they were both equally in the wrong. Arsé-kun: Minako: Agh, forget it! You guys are on anti-Gil duty now! *she presses her seals and mutters under her breath. Lancelot is healed in exchange for three (3) command seals!* Sheepy: Cu: He's your Servant. Sheepy: Cu: Not mine. Sheepy: Satoru: But what about my friend? Arsé-kun: Minako: If he comes after anybody in your half, it's your problem-- Huh? *she looks to Izou* I can pop a First Aid, but that's about it..! Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. Arsé-kun: *And she casts first aid! It... Doesn't help much* Sheepy: *Izou shivers some but doesn't stand.* Sheepy: Cu: Well, now what? Sheepy: Satoru: I want to help. Arsé-kun: *Herc looks back at the house and activates his own Guts, like he expects something* Sheepy: Satoru: But how? Arsé-kun: Minako: Maybe he'll join you? That's how I got Jekyll.. *she's watching the glitter. from Izou. we know what that means.* Sheepy: Satoru: *He slowly approaches Izou* Here, if you want to live, make a contract with me. Sheepy: Izou: *He clumsily reaches out and grabs Satoru's outstretched hand. The contract has been made!* Arsé-kun: *and just like that, the glittering stops! .. Izou is still bleeding out, but his spirit origin is intact! And that's what counts!* Sheepy: Izou: Aaaahhh... Heck, I didn't mean to come out here and get a new Master! I'm just starving....! Arsé-kun: Minako: Then come in and chow down. At least, before someone else does! Sheepy: Izou: *He weakly stands, clenching his teeth.* Arsé-kun: *Lance just watches, with his not-red visor.* Arsé-kun: *Herc goes to help Lance up, but Lance pushes his hand away. So he grabs Lance by the ponytail before picking up Izou with his free arm. He is Helping!* Sheepy: Izou: Uh?! Sheepy: Izou: What are you doing? I can walk myself! Arsé-kun: *Herc ignores him. We know it's ignorance because he looks somewhere else before starting to lumber back inside.* Sheepy: *Satoru follows behind Herc, Cu rushing after him in case Herc decides to back up for any reason.* Arsé-kun: *and Mink takes up the rear, not excited to see her other servants realizing she's got no seals at the moment.* Arsé-kun: Hans: *he wasn't there when they went outside. He showed up JUST to see what's going on* We need more rat traps. Sheepy: Satoru: Hi, Andersen. Sheepy: Satoru: I made a new friend today. Sheepy: Satoru: He wanted to steal me away and hold my parents ransom so I came in to ask about that. Sheepy: Satoru: He joined me and then Cu started beating him up for some reason. Arsé-kun: Hans: I see this. Congratulations on your new dog. Do you want a repeat with you-know-who? That's what it would lead to. *he shrugs* Sheepy: Satoru: I wouldn't like that very much. Sheepy: Izou: Are you making fun of me...? Arsé-kun: Hans: Nope, but I can do that if you'd like. Free of charge. Sheepy: Izou: Don't! I hate it when people make fun of me! Sheepy: Izou: They talk about stuff I don't get and nobody ever explains it to me! They act all smart and then leave me out because I'm dumb. Sheepy: Izou: So if you make fun of me, I'll cut you down! Arsé-kun: Hans: Brave of you to admit your own faults. How noble of you! But yes, I can understand that type of frustration. Sheepy: Izou:...Huh? Sheepy: Izou: *He tilts his head* ...? Sheepy: Izou: I must not be fully sober, 'cause I thought you complimented me...no one ever does that! Arsé-kun: Hans: People nowadays try to insist they're perfect, so someone freely admitting things they hate is refreshing! Do you want to get less sober? I can arrange for that! Arsé-kun: *hans is smirking. oh no.* Sheepy: Izou: Oh, oh man! This is paradise! I like it here! I get to have booze and people are nice to me!!! Sheepy: Izou: I knew that was the right trashcan to eat out of! Arsé-kun: Hans: *he glances up to Cu and just nods. He acknowledges you but has no insults for you. This is repeated for Herc. And then he kicks Lancelot.* You sad sack of shit, own up to your own behavior before I buy you a muzzle. Sheepy: Satoru: It's okay, Uncle Lance. Everyone has their bad days. But if you get sad and do nothing about it, it won't help anything. Sheepy: Satoru: Truly improving takes acknowledging your faults and working hard to fix them. That's really hard to do but I believe in you. Arsé-kun: Lance: .... .... Did that first one already. Arsé-kun: Hans: Saber! *he raises his voice a notch* Come get your sad husband! He's pouting on the carpets again! Sheepy: Bedi, from another room: That's normal! I'm coming, Merlin!! Arsé-kun: Hans: ...Not you! Unless your husband is a Berserker now? Sheepy: Bedi: No, he isn't, sorry! Arsé-kun: Hans: Well, you're up now! Please get the other Saber! Sheepy: Bedi: Okay, I'll be right back! Sheepy: Tristan: *He walks in and plops down near Lancelot* You need to be beautiful to be sad all the time. Arsé-kun: Hans: Good god, why is everyone but the right person showing up? Sheepy: Tristan: I'm always the right person to go to. *He changes his position to a sexy pose* I'm that beautiful. Arsé-kun: *Herc moves out of the way for them* Sheepy: Bedi: I'm here too if you need me. Arsé-kun: Lance: *he looks up at them, goes to get up, and ends up back on his ass. pain hurts* Sheepy: *Guin comes over and sits down next to Lance* Sheepy: *Tristan changes his pose once more.*. Sheepy: Tristan: It's hard being so perfect. Arsé-kun: Merlin: *he shows up in the doorway before diving and sliiiiiding over in a perfect French Girl pose* :D Sheepy: Tristan: Oh dear, it's competition. Arsé-kun: Merlin: No, it's Merlin! Arsé-kun: Hans: .... Lets move this somewhere else. *and he climbs onto Herc's shoulder* Sheepy: Bedi:...Is this how we're cheering him up...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: By being silly? Sure, why not? It's effective more often than not! *he rolls over and extends a leg. he looks ridiculous. hes almost wrapped in his own hair. merlin* Sheepy: Bedi: W-well, if that's the case- I will assist you as best as I can! Sheepy: Satoru: *He reaches to take Herc's hand. Let's walk together!* Arsé-kun: *Herc allows this, and waits for Minako to grab on before exiting scene* Arsé-kun: Hans: So... Were you going to tell us you used all of your seals? Arsé-kun: Minako: Nope! Sheepy: Satoru: Seals? Where? Sheepy: Satoru: I saw some at the zoo. Arsé-kun: *Mink holds up her hand for Satoru to see. Those red tattoos are mostly gone!* Sheepy: Satoru: You got the sharpie off. Arsé-kun: Minako: 's not sharpie. It's magic! They help keep servants under control, like HYDE... Sheepy: Satoru: Oh. Arsé-kun: Hans: So, we're doomed for like 24 hours. Arsé-kun: Hans: ... Not actually. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. Sheepy: Satoru: So the seals made Holmes stupid? Arsé-kun: Minako: Nope, that's just him being special. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. Arsé-kun: Hans: The point that should be made here is that, if this is realized, some of us may begin to be obnoxious. I personally plan to be blackout drunk for the duration. Sheepy: Satoru: Why? Arsé-kun: Hans: To avoid it all and because I need a break. Sheepy: Satoru: That's understandable. You work hard. Arsé-kun: Minako: And I'd allow it anyway! *she tries to reach up and pat Hans. Can't reach.* I'm more worried about the other guys. Gil and Proto, anyway. Sheepy: Satoru: Why Proto? Arsé-kun: Minako: If he panics and spasms, it's... Probably going to do damage. To Gil. Specifically. Arsé-kun: Minako: And by extension, KoGil might get hit. ... Oh, but I don't know if he'll try anything. Sheepy: Satoru: Oh. Arsé-kun: Hans: The moral of the story is that some of us are on a tighter leash than yours. Without that leash, we don't know what they're going to do. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. Arsé-kun: Hans: You're so okay with it. Master should take tips from you. Sheepy: Satoru: Why? Arsé-kun: Hans: *he sighs* She expects them to start fighting again the minute they realize it. I've seen it happen before, but we now have at least ten more meatshields. Sheepy: Satoru: Oh. Sheepy: Satoru: Dad is strong. Dad can help. Arsé-kun: Hans: And it would be great if he did. He is easily the best Liz-wrangler I've ever seen. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. I'll ask him. Arsé-kun: Minako: Thanks! Sheepy: *Satoru heads off to find Vlad.* Arsé-kun: *Vlad is, of course, in the basement, finishing up on someone's costume and kicking Carmilla off the table for the 15th time that hour* Sheepy: Satoru: *He walks over and sits down next to Vlad.* Arsé-kun: Vlad: Good evening. Who was screaming? Sheepy: Satoru: The guy eating out of our trashcan. He's my friend now. Sheepy: Satoru: We came looking for you because he wanted to kidnap me for ransom money, but Cu beat him up. Sheepy: Satoru: It's okay though. He's better now. Arsé-kun: *Vlad contemplates this information. He's not happy about it, but he also isn't complaining* Sheepy: Satoru: Hercules has him currently. Arsé-kun: Vlad: .... I'll have to meet him later, then. Sheepy: Satoru: Uhuh. Sheepy: Satoru: He was eating the meat from the back of the fridge. Sheepy: Satoru: He smells bad. Arsé-kun: Vlad: ..... ... I'll keep that in mind. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. Arsé-kun: Vlad: ... So would you like your costume now or later? Sheepy: Satoru: Any time is fine. Arsé-kun: Vlad: If you so insist. *he removes a carefully folded bundle from under the table* Sheepy: Satoru: What's that? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Your costume. Go ahead and unfold it. Sheepy: *Satoru does as suggested.* Arsé-kun: *it's a copy of moriarty's coat.. suit, thing! also, detailed schematics fall out of it.* Sheepy: Satoru: .......! Arsé-kun: Vlad: *he looks nervous for a moment, not sure what to make of Satoru's silence* Arsé-kun: *Then he recalls who, exactly, he is dealing with.* Sheepy: *A huge smile spreads across his face! Satoru can smile???* Arsé-kun: Vlad: I'm glad you like it. Sheepy: Satoru: Yes. Thank you. Arsé-kun: Vlad: You're very welcome. *he lightly pats Satoru's head* Sheepy: Satoru: *He's marvelling at the costume...* Arsé-kun: *Vlad is softly smiling. Satoru is so happy! He loves it.*

#fate goes au #badlydrawnstuph #13

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Fate Goes (and does some stuff i guess)

MmmmMMMMMM

Sheepy: Yan Qing: Hey, hey, Holmes~ What do you and grapefruit have in common? Sheepy: Holmes: …That there’s the misconception that we’re sour, but we can both be sweet? Sheepy: Yan Qing: I’m gonna put a knife in both~! Ahahahahaha!

Arsé-kun: Mori: See, this type of behavior is why you’re so difficult to factor for. Sheepy: Yan: But that’s good! Sheepy: Yan: That way, I can confuse the enemy! Sheepy: Holmes: You confuse us, too… Sheepy: Yan: Ex-act-ly! Sheepy: Holmes: Are you saying we, two sides of one coin, are both your enemies? Sheepy: Yan: Ahahahahahahaha~ Sheepy: Holmes: Professor, you really should get a better minion. Arsé-kun: Mori: This isn’t mine. I want no attachments to either part of this. Sheepy: Yan: Aaaaaaaawww! Sheepy: Yan: Old Man, you’re breaking my heart! Arsé-kun: Mori: Do you have one of those? Sheepy: Yan: Well? Do you? Arsé-kun: Mori: You tell me. Sheepy: Yan: Will you? Sheepy: Yan: Will you have one? Sheepy: Yan: Depends on if you betray me! Arsé-kun: Mori: Go find somewhere else to blow off steam. Sheepy: Yan: Eh!? Sheepy: Yan: But we’re friends! Aren’t we? I wanna spend time with you! Sheepy: Yan: So lemme spend time with you! Sheepy: Holmes: What do you consider bonding? Sheepy: Yan: My morals are telling me “getting drunk together”, buuuuuut my brain is telling me “mutual crime and friendly threats”! Oh, I mean them, of course, so don’t worry about me lying. I am no liar! Arsé-kun: Mori: …. So what it is you mean to say is “Get off your butts, you old coots! Lets go commit larceny!”, yes? Sheepy: Yan: Yes, especially that old part! Sheepy: Yan: You’re, like, what, 40? Wowow! So old! Arsé-kun: Mori: You’re older than we are! We should be calling you our drunk grandfather! Sheepy: Yan: Eeeeeeeeh!? Sheepy: Yan: Heyhey, I’ve only had one~! Sheepy: Yan: ………..What size, I won’t divulge. Sheepy: Yan: I wouldn’t be allowed to drive~ Sheepy: Yan: But yet, here I am, Sheepy: Yan: Driving you crazy! Arsé-kun: *This pun is Clown-Approved.* Sheepy: Holmes: Please leave. Sheepy: Yan: Old Man, Old Man, I’m being bullied by this slightly younger old man! Sheepy: Holmes: My joints work perfectly - almost as sharply as my mind, in fact. Arsé-kun: Mori: The “almost” is what gives me questions. Sheepy: Yan: One’s mind works faster than their body in an ideal situation. Sheepy: Holmes: One’s mind works faster than their body in an ideal situation. Arsé-kun: Mori: And you’ve got extensions, you arachnid. Sheepy: Holmes: And, of course, I don’t want them. Arsé-kun: Mori: Then hand them over- I’ll make more use of them than you ever will. Sheepy: Holmes: Oh really? Arsé-kun: Mori: Have you no creativity left in your skull? Think of how much you can do with extra limbs! Sheepy: Holmes: *His extra mechanical limbs are twitching absentmindedly with an accompanying soft mechanical whirring noise…* Oh, like what? Sheepy: Holmes: They are good as weapons but get in the way when I try to sleep. Arsé-kun: Mori: Whatever you so desire to do. Why would I simply tell you? Sheepy: Holmes: Because you clearly want me to do something more than I already am. Sheepy: Holmes: And the fact that you want them clearly shows that you don’t know how weirdly uncomfortable they feel. Sheepy: Holmes: Do you want to know how they feel? Arsé-kun: Mori: … Actually, yes. Tell me in your own words. Sheepy: Holmes: You know when you’ve gotten a shot? How the needle feels, oh so briefly, in your arm? That slight bit of pressure that you feel lasts an eternity but lasts for less than a blink of an eye? Sheepy: Holmes: It’s that, except it doesn’t end. Arsé-kun: Mori: … So it’s essentially intravenous.. Sheepy: Holmes: I suppose so. Sheepy: Holmes: It’s just present enough that I can’t ignore it most of the time. Sheepy: Holmes: And with that knowledge, do you really want it? Arsé-kun: Mori: With that knowledge, I think I’ll make my own. I don’t want your druggy blood needles touching me. Arsé-kun: Mori: I’d like to examine it at a later date, but I can’t promise I won’t fiddle with it- Oh? You still desire entertainment from me? Sheepy: Holmes: I could literally die of boredom if I don’t have anything of interest to think about. Arsé-kun: Mori: It’s that simple?? Sheepy: Holmes: What’s simple? Arsé-kun: Mori: I can simply refuse you entertainment until you die if I so desired. Sheepy: Holmes: As I said, I use them so I won’t die of boredom. Sheepy: Yan: Oh, Old Man, why d’ya want him to die? Arsé-kun: Mori: Your reasoning is flawed. At what point did I say that? I would lose my entertainment as well. Sheepy: Yan: You pointed out that you could kill him at any time through boring him to death Arsé-kun: Mori: And you could stab yourself at any time. Having the ability to do something does not mean you will go through with it! Sheepy: Yan: Oh? Oh? Sheepy: Yan: Well, do you want me to? Sheepy: Yan: I’ll be like a really handsome grapefruit~ Sheepy: Yan: Eheheheheh~ Sheepy: Yan: You’re safe, though, because I like you! Orange you glad we’re friends? Sheepy: Holmes: Are you bored? Sheepy: Yan: Of course Sheepy: Yan: Old Man, let’s do something fun! Arsé-kun: Mori: Define “fun” for this occasion. Sheepy: Yan: Hah? Sheepy: Yan: You know what’s fun. Sheepy: Yan: Let’s impersonate people to embarrass them! Arsé-kun: Mori: On such short notice? Sheepy: Yan: Huh? Arsé-kun: Mori: … Wait, don’t speak. I’m formulating a plan. Sheepy: Yan: *He makes a motion like he’s zipping his mouth shut* Arsé-kun: Mori: We’re going to need a large amount of fabric and a touch of magecraft. Except you, Yan. You can handle it fine. Sheepy: Yan: Eh? Me? Sheepy: Yan: I’m special! Aw, my ma always said I was special! She was the only one who ever did! Sheepy: Holmes: *He’s in his traditional thinking pose - his eyes closed and his hands in a pose similar to praying.* Arsé-kun: Mori: And now we wait. Sheepy: Holmes: I’m just wondering who you mean. Arsé-kun: Mori: Why would I suggest magecraft as a need rather than a nice addition? Sheepy: Holmes: Ah, so- Sheepy: Yan: It’s Lobo, right? Lobo! Arsé-kun: Mori: No, that would get us all killed. Sheepy: Yan: Oh! Oh! Sheepy: Yan: Me~! Arsé-kun: Mori: Wrong again. Sheepy: Yan: But to be as handsome as me, you gotta use magic. Arsé-kun: Mori: Hmm.. I doubt that. Sheepy: Yan: Ohoh, or as lucky! Arsé-kun: Mori: There’s no such thing as luck. It’s all statistics. Sheepy: Yan: …… Sheepy: Yan: *He fake-sneezes into his arm* Sheepy: Yan: Ssssooooo~rrryyyy, I’m allergic to stupid comments! Sheepy: Yan: I’m just gonna act like I didn’t hear that! Lalala! Sing the stupid away! Arsé-kun: Mori: You understand whom I was referring to, right Holmes? Sheepy: Holmes: Yes. Arsé-kun: Mori: Then shall we get started? Arsé-kun: Mori: This one can catch up when he figures it out. Sheepy: Yan: Eeeeeeh! I got it! Sheepy: Yan: It’s the tiny gremlin! Now, don’t throw me out! Sheepy: Yan: I wanna join! Arsé-kun: Mori: Now when was it suggested you would be thrown out? And no, it is not the writer. Sheepy: Yan: ….Oh! I’ve got it! Sheepy: Yan: You wanna be Hessian! Well, I’ll decapitate you for free! Arsé-kun: Mori: Actually, while we are at it.. You gain the memory of the person you are copying, correct? There’s something I want you, specifically, to do while we’re at it. Sheepy: Yan: What? Arsé-kun: Mori: I’ll tell you later. Sheepy: Yan: Ohhhkaaaayyy! Arsé-kun: *(Questionably) Evil plan, starto!* Sheepy: Yan: *He’s uncomfortably patting at where his head used to be…* Arsé-kun: Mori: What’s it like? Sheepy: Yan: *He picks up the closest piece of paper and starts madly scribbling* Sheepy: Yan: “I have no sense of balance, everything feels unreal, and I can’t hear them anymore” Arsé-kun: Mori: That last one is an improvement. Sit down, too. *he pats the next seat over* Sheepy: Yan: *He clumsily sits down next to Mori* Arsé-kun: Mori: *he returns to focusing on Rider’s coat imitation- Sherlock can do his OWN, dammit.* While you wait for us, see if you can find any worthwhile information. A name to attach that isn’t “Soldier” would be fantastic. Sheepy: Yan: ….. Arsé-kun: *Moriarty earns his well-deserved silence. For once. Finally. It will last about five minutes. Maybe. That’s Probably all he needs.* Sheepy: *Holmes is focused on his costume, meanwhile.* Arsé-kun: *It’s so quiet, Mozart could probably hear them sewing. Probably.* Arsé-kun: *and then the door creaks as it slooooowly opens. Nobody is there! Spooky!* Sheepy: Holmes: *he looks up* Hm? Arsé-kun: Mori: … *he whips fabric at the doorway, and sighs when it lands on someone unseen* Can we help you, Dr. Griffin? Arsé-kun: Jack: What’s all this? Sheepy: Yan: ………….. Sheepy: Holmes: Well, I’m a human. The professor is a human. Assassin is a little less human. Sheepy: Holmes: Unless you mean the fabric? It’s polyester. Sheepy: Holmes: Anything else? Arsé-kun: Jack: Do the rider and Lobo know about this? Sheepy: Holmes: Hmmmmm? Oh, I wouldn’t know. Sheepy: Holmes: I have very little contact with them. Sheepy: Holmes: The wolf is a bit snappy with me. Arsé-kun: Jack: Then I’m going to go tell Rider. *he pulls the fabric off and drops it to the floor.* You might survive! Sheepy: Holmes: Oh, wait one moment. Sheepy: Holmes: Before you go, I want to ask you a question. Sheepy: Holmes: It’s very important. Arsé-kun: Jack: ….. Fine. What is it? Sheepy: Holmes: How do you see? Sheepy: Holmes: Invisibility is caused by light passing through rather than reflecting, but eyes required light to reflect off of them to function. Sheepy: Holmes: It bothers me every time I look at you. Arsé-kun: Jack: …. Something seems off about that last sentence. Sheepy: Holmes: And something feels off about your ability to see! Arsé-kun: Jack: All of it! The whole damn thing! I’ve got no goddamn idea either, and if I could see you clearly I’d kick your ass for asking! *brief pause* I’m flipping you off right now! Sheepy: Holmes: Oh, wow. Sheepy: Holmes: How terrifying! Arsé-kun: Jack: Fuck you too! Arsé-kun: *and then he leaves, maybe. His tendency to use spirit form to sneak around is specifically so people don’t know what he’s up to. Or it’s supposed to. Nobody knows ooooOOOOooOoo SPOOP* Sheepy: Holmes: Hmmmm. Arsé-kun: Mori: Hmm indeed. It’s most likely he has left. Sheepy: Yan: ………. Arsé-kun: Mori: …? *he lightly pats Yan’s back* Have you forgotten how to write? Sheepy: Yan: *He hesitantly picks up the paper and pencil and starts writing* Sheepy: Yan: “The memories are so hazy. They feel incomplete. Sometimes I don’t think they’re his, but Lobo’s.” Sheepy: Yan: “…Unless he eats people. But he doesn’t have a mouth… so I doubt that.” Sheepy: Holmes:…He still does that…? Is that why you didn’t have neighbors for a while? Arsé-kun: Mori: So obviously, yes, that is part of it. Sheepy: Holmes: Oh, tell me more about this can of worms. Sheepy: Holmes: After all, considering that he snaps at me whenever I come close and glares at me whenever he sees me, I have a right to be curious…ah, I mean cautious. Sheepy: Yan: “Well, that guy was gonna tell Rider, right? So Lobo might come in here soon and kill us. We should really have our fun before he does that.” Sheepy: Holmes: Lobo is going to try to kill me no matter what I do. Arsé-kun: Mori: Maybe you just smell bad. Sheepy: Holmes: Do I…? Sheepy: Holmes: Well, embarrassingly enough, I haven’t had the energy to do much until recently, and I haven’t had the motivation to bathe… On top of that, Watson isn’t here to make me take care of myself. Sheepy: Holmes: And no one has taken over that role, so I’m relying on nothing but pure survival instincts to keep myself alive. Arsé-kun: Mori: If you get it over with, you don’t have to do it later! Sheepy: Holmes: Then, I’ll be back. Sheepy: *He stands up and heads out.* Sheepy: Yan: “He left the work to you.” Arsé-kun: Mori: I’ll put a paint bomb in his so he has to shower again later tonight. Sheepy: Yan: “Good idea.” Arsé-kun: Mori: Thank you. .. You can stop being him, by the way. I figured you would have stopped of your own accord. Sheepy: Yan: *He changes back, looking dazed* Sheepy: Yan: Oi, my head’s pounding! Sheepy: Yan: Man, I’m happy to have a head! Sheepy: Yan: It’s like a big weight has been put back. Sheepy: Yan: They’re back, toooo! Aaahahahaha! Oh, how awful! How awful! Just shut up! Sheepy: Yan: Ah, it’s such an empty feeling, being him! I’ve never felt that before! Oh man! I know! He’s gonna be added to the voices! Yea! Shut up! I’m gonna add him, and I’ll make sure it’s REAL painful! AHAHAHA! Arsé-kun: Mori: Why, so he can kill off the others? Sheepy: Yan: Oh? He can do that? Oh! How wonderful! Arsé-kun: Mori: Can he? Why don’t you find out? Sheepy: Yan: *He stands up* ’M gonna find out~! Arsé-kun: Mori: Sit down and wait! He’ll probably arrive shortly.. Sheepy: Yan: *He sits down* Ahahaha, I’ll punish him… Arsé-kun: Mori: He’ll kick your ass from here to next week. Sheepy: Yan: You don’t know that! Sheepy: Yan: You smart people are all brains and no smarts! Arsé-kun: Mori: Pardon my french, but what the fuck does that mean? Sheepy: Yan: All you do is use your dumb old brain and never actually use your smarts in battle! Arsé-kun: Mori: Are you calling me smart or dumb? Pick one. Sheepy: Yan: It’s not about being smart or dumb! Sheepy: Yan: You just decide the battle’s outcome before it starts ‘cause you’re so smart! But you’re stupid! Smarts make you fight a losing battle 'cause otherwise you’ll just be seen as weak for running away! Sheepy: Yan: You gotta have some sense of pride! You can’t just pick on the weak. Sheepy: Yan: So, anyway, if you want an honorable death, I can help. Arsé-kun: Mori: Th This implies I would be fighting as well! Arsé-kun: Mori: And I’d had my share of honorable deaths, thank you very much! My next death is on my own terms. Sheepy: Yan: Oh! Sheepy: Yan: So you aren’t fighting, eh? You pit me against Rider and then sit back and relax! Sheepy: Yan: Oh! That is what I like about you! Arsé-kun: Mori: What is there that you don’t? Arsé-kun: Mori: … On second thought, don’t answer that. Arsé-kun: Mori: Instead, lets pivot back to what I initially asked of you. *he folds his hands, looking directly to Yan* Now that you can think better than prior, have you learned anything interesting? Sheepy: Yan: I ttthhhiiink I know his name! Sheepy: Yan: But see! Why tell you for free when you can pay me to tell you?! Arsé-kun: Mori: Because I can shoot you if you don’t? Sheepy: Yan: Oh, if you shoot me, I’ll be veeerrrryyyyy unhappy! Sheepy: Yan: In fact! I’ll tell everyone that you shoot people when you don’t get your way! Arsé-kun: Mori: Is that a surprise? An evil mastermind shoots people? What a shocker. Sheepy: Yan: That’s just what’s special about you. Sheepy: Yan: You don’t pull the trigger. Sheepy: Yan: It’s too much work to do anything yourself! That’s why people like me exist! Sheepy: Yan: But dooooon’t worry~ I can push you into the deep end! Whoosh! How fun! Sheepy: Yan: O~h, I bet Heinrich would love to join! Arsé-kun: Mori: And if you finish that name, I might get your payment. Sheepy: Yan: Hmmm…! Sheepy: Yan:…..Luneberg! Yea! Arsé-kun: Mori: And you’re certain? Sheepy: Yan: Yea! Arsé-kun: Mori: Either way. *he, not looking away, pulls out a small bag from under the fabrics and tosses it to Yan* You can’t say I don’t pay you. Sheepy: Yan: What’s this? Arsé-kun: Mori: I just told you. Sheepy: Yan: *He opens the bag* Arsé-kun: *It’s money! Mostly money. Snack included. Suspiciously gold credit card included.* Sheepy: Yan:….! Sheepy: Yan: Oh shoot I love cheezits! They taste like trash! Sheepy: Yan: I love eating trash! Arsé-kun: Mori: It’s better than you actually digging in the trash! Sheepy: Yan: Oh, I don’t do that! Sheepy: Yan: I eat out of your food closet. Arsé-kun: Mori: Yes, I know that. Sheepy: Yan: You really should stock better food! Arsé-kun: Mori: It’s not for you! Sheepy: Yan: Then why can I eat it? Sheepy: Yan: I can’t say I can give back the food I’ve eaten! Arsé-kun: Mori: You just come in and take it!– Ooh, I can’t just complain about that in my position! Sheepy: Yan: You’re a criminal, too. Arsé-kun: Mori: The best. Sheepy: Yan: Hmm. Sheepy: *Those cheezits? You should’ve gotten to them faster. Where did they go- oh, they went Holme…s* Sheepy: Holmes: *He’s eating Yan’s cheezits…* Sheepy: Yan: ….*Griiiiiiinnnn* Sheepy: *Yan is showing his pearly whites, which, with his smaller pupils and seemingly sharper-than-usual canines makes him look similar to a snake.* Sheepy: Yan: Oh-ho, how are those? Sheepy: Holmes: *He grimaces and keeps eating them* Arsé-kun: Mori: Terrible. Absolutely horrible. You deserved that, Holmes. Arsé-kun: *Mori briefly pauses and glances down. Stealth phone check.* Arsé-kun: Mori: The wizard declined assisting out of fear. Do we have a plan B? Sheepy: Holmes: They taste the way you smell. Like old people Sheepy: Yan: That was my trash! Arsé-kun: Mori: I’m only in my fifties!! Sheepy: Holmes: You’re getting up in the years. You’re over half a century. Arsé-kun: Mori: By that logic, Yan is our great grandfather! Sheepy: Yan: Eh? Sheepy: Yan: You see this hot bod? Sheepy: Holmes: You just said you were over fifty, and a century is a hundred years. Arsé-kun: Mori: In!! In my fifties! Look, at least I didn’t have a babysitter living with me in my twenties, Holmes! Sheepy: Holmes: Tell me what’s incorrect about saying you’re over half a century old. Arsé-kun: Mori: I don’t like the way it sounds. Sheepy: Holmes: Well, you no longer need a babysitter as I do. Arsé-kun: Mori: So that’s one of us who doesn’t. Sheepy: Holmes: It doesn’t bother me that I’m completely incapable of taking care of myself because I sacrificed that capability to take care of others better. Sheepy: Holmes: Instead of focusing my mind on my health, I focus my mind on the case at hand. Sheepy: Holmes: And thanks to Watson, I was able to live this way happily. Sheepy: Holmes: I was hoping that Archer would take that role over, but instead he orders me around like Mrs. Hudson. Sheepy: Holmes: Well, you would be perfect as a replacement, Professor Moriarty. Arsé-kun: Mori: But not once have you given me an incentive! Sheepy: Holmes: What would give you incentive? Arsé-kun: Mori: What do you think? Arsé-kun: *as they continue bickering, Jack returns, stomping in and throwing a bundle of who knows what onto the table. He is currently observable due to a gigantic streak of black paint across his entire front and the seemingly-floating sunglasses. Stealth is not on the menu today.* Arsé-kun: Jack: Fuck it!! Here, douchebags! Have some free shit! I stole it from the goddamn clown-lookin’ motherfucker! Arsé-kun: Jack: And kick Rider’s ass for me! Bastard doesn’t listen, well, here you guys go! Fuuuck! Sheepy: Holmes: … He… doesn’t have ears. Sheepy: Holmes: How does he hear without ears…? Arsé-kun: Jack: Air vibrations or some shit! Sheepy: Holmes: Hmmm. But how do you know that he’s not listening to you? Arsé-kun: Jack: Well, he ain’t here kicking your asses, is he?! Sheepy: Holmes: Well, no. Sheepy: Holmes: But are you sure he wants to? Arsé-kun: Jack: Him?? Not decapitating a man? Sheepy: Holmes: I suppose you have a point. Arsé-kun: Jack: *he looks back* Oh, he’s finally coming! You’d better act now! Sheepy: *Holmes quickly puts o the disguise* Arsé-kun: *as does Mori, before hitting the lights* Sheepy: *Yan has switched back to being Rider.* Sheepy: *Rider enters the room, the only noise from him being his footsteps, accompanied by the heavier footsteps of Lobo who’s trailing behind him* Sheepy: Rider: ………….. Arsé-kun: Jack: Great, now there’s four of 'em. No one is safe! Sheepy: Rider: …………………… Sheepy: Rider: *he points to the three other Riders* …? Arsé-kun: Mori: “What, do you not like it?” Sheepy: Rider: …………………….. Sheepy: *Lobo reaches Rider’s side and eyes the three other Riders.* Arsé-kun: Jack: …. Thrilling discussion. Sheepy: Rider: “Why are there many of me?” Sheepy: Rider: “We only need one.” Arsé-kun: Mori: “Why, indeed?” Sheepy: Lobo: …………..*He approaches Holmes, who backs off a bit, but not fast enough. Lobo howls angrily and slams Holmes into the ground with one quick motion before sniffing at Mori* Arsé-kun: Mori: *he holds his hand out for Lobo. confidence 100* Sheepy: Lobo: ………*He nuzzles Mori!* Arsé-kun: *Mori pets Lobo. Good boooooy* Sheepy: Lobo: *He is wagging his tail. Rider … is watching? Maybe?* Arsé-kun: Mori: … *he reaches out to stop Rider, putting a hand on his shoulder* Arsé-kun: *and hands Rider a can* Sheepy: Lobo: *He whines and nudges Mori* Sheepy: Rider: *He hesitantly opens the can* Arsé-kun: *peanuts pop out! boo.* Sheepy: *Rider jumps a bit, surprised. Lobo starts barking loudly at the can.* Arsé-kun: Jack: *he puts his hand on his head, rivaling Star Captain Picard for being so absolutely done* Sheepy: Rider: *He throws the can.* Arsé-kun: *this bitch empty. yeet.* Sheepy: Rider: “Stop disguising yourself as me.” Arsé-kun: Mori: “What do you mean "Stop”? It’s never been done before.“ Sheepy: Rider: "Stop. Now.” Arsé-kun: Mori: “Yes, yes, fine.” Arsé-kun: Jack: Magus incoming! Arsé-kun: Mori: …. “After this.” Sheepy: Lobo: *He looks over in the direction of the door, ears perked up* Arsé-kun: Minako: Riiider, have you seen Sherlooc— What am I looking at? Lobo, what is this? Sheepy: Lobo: ………*He picks up Sherlock by the back of his coat, struts over to Minako, and drops him* Arsé-kun: Mori: … *snrrrrrk* Arsé-kun: Minako: Thank you, Lobo! *pat, pat* And you! I’ve been looking for you for the last two hours! *she reaches up to pull on the morph suit head cover. She might be grabbing hair.* You big bully! Sheepy: Holmes: -Ow! Arsé-kun: *Mori pulls off the head cover so he can see Sherlock’s demise better* Sheepy: Holmes: *He pulls off the disguise* Arsé-kun: Minako: Can I get you to do your job? Is that a thing you actually do? Sheepy: Holmes: Of course! Arsé-kun: Minako: Great! You notice the severe lack of Lance screaming? Sheepy: Holmes: Yes, I was happy about that. Arsé-kun: Minako: He’s not here! He hasn’t BEEN here! Since camping! Sheepy: Holmes: Yes, what about that? Arsé-kun: Minako: Nobody knows where he is! He’s ALIVE, I know that, but he’s cloaked or something! Tristan and Lucan, too! Sheepy: Holmes: Hmmmm. Sheepy: Holmes: That is a problem. Arsé-kun: Minako: It is! Even the dogs can’t catch their trail! .. No offense, Lobo! Sheepy: Lobo: …………. Sheepy: Holmes: So you want me to look for them. Sheepy: Holmes: Do you have any information you can give me? Arsé-kun: Minako: Yep, yep, and yes-sirree! Sheepy: Holmes: Tell me. Arsé-kun: Minako: *she pulls up a map on her comm.* The Cu’s lost track around here. *she puts a little star where she is pointing to* We initially started way down here, *star* and Enkidu lost their trail way way up here! *star and circled* Multiple trails were found, and Merlin reported what he called “The most solid cloak I’ve seen since…” and I’m not finishing that! Sheepy: Holmes: Cloak? Multiple trails? Sheepy: Holmes: How many footprints? What did the cloak look like? Arsé-kun: Minako: Magical cloaking! Like when you cover up your magic duel from nearby muggles? That sorta cloak! Trails apparently overlapped, uh.. *she pulls up a notepad. The notes are a disasterpiece.* A lot of different prints, including horseshoe prints! *She pauses to scroll. Squints. Regrets own ability to take notes.* Oh, but Tristan did leave his cape somewhere, so I guess that’s a cloak too. Sheepy: Holmes: So they joined up with someone with some sort of riding animal. Arsé-kun: Minako: The knights agreed it was most liiiikely Grifflet, since he DID show up on his horse on the first evening we were there. But no definites! Sheepy: Holmes: Presumably, it was someone they trusted. Sheepy: Holmes: However…I don’t want to make that assumption because I have no evidence. Sheepy: Holmes: Well then. It’s time to head out… Ah, if only I had Toby. Sheepy: Holmes: Lobo is nowhere near as good as Toby. Sheepy: *Lobo snarls.* Arsé-kun: Mori: … No, Lobo. Sheepy: Holmes: Toby had the best nose. And the sweetest face. And the cutest ears. And- ah, I should get ready. Sheepy: Holmes: I’m going out. Arsé-kun: Minako: Stay safe, Detective! Sheepy: Holmes: Thank you. Arsé-kun: Jack: And Lobo wishes for you to commit die. Maybe do that afterwards! Sheepy: Holmes: I won’t do that Sheepy: *Holmes heads out!* Arsé-kun: *And only minutes after leaving does Moriarty catch up, having removed his own disguise and gathered supplies.* Sheepy: Holmes: Oh? You’re coming? Arsé-kun: Mori: You keep saying I should be your Watson. I may as well make sure you survive, but I can’t promise you’ll be in good shape. Sheepy: Holmes: Oh, thank you. Arsé-kun: Mori: Think nothing of it. Sheepy: Holmes: Now, my plan is to follow the tracks. That should be a good start. Sheepy: *So, Holmes heads to the woods and starts looking for the path.* Arsé-kun: *Meanwhile, Mori asked for this info to be sent to his phone, so he has a fucking map. So he just grabs Sherlock’s arm and drags him that-a-way* Sheepy: Holmes: Oh, over here? Arsé-kun: Mori: Yes. Arsé-kun: Mori: … All right, I’m asking, but I don’t expect an answer. *he huffs, but doesn’t turn back to look at Sherlock* What sort of phantom or being were you mixed with on your most recent summoning to make you this way? You were perfectly fine in Shinjuku. Sheepy: Holmes: I don’t know what you’re talking about. *he’s clearly lying.* Sheepy: Holmes: You say “my most recent summoning”, but you have no proof of when “my most recent summoning” was. Sheepy: Holmes: You never know. My most recent summoning might’ve been before those events completely. Sheepy: Holmes: Anyway, I won’t lie and say I’m not. Sheepy: Holmes: But to reveal my ace card like that to my rival… Oh, but perhaps I should give you a hint… Hmhm. Arsé-kun: *Moriarty raises his eyebrows. They ascend into the fucking stratosphere. They’re still going.* Sheepy: Holmes: What? Arsé-kun: Mori: I didn’t expect you to confirm it so quickly, that’s all. Sheepy: Holmes: Well, it’s not as though I can hide it from you. Sheepy: Holmes: Really, the only thing I can hide is who it is and the manner of which we coexist. Sheepy: Holmes: Is it a phantom relationship? Why would I need a phantom, when phantoms are entities who aren’t well known? Could it be something else? What manner of summoning would that require? Could it be related to how I ended up meeting Minako? Sheepy: Holmes: And finally, who is it? Sheepy: Holmes: Those will be answered in time…ah, other than the last one. Arsé-kun: Mori: We’ll see about that, Holmes. Arsé-kun: Mori: *he snorts and shakes his head* All you’ve done is made me more interested. Sheepy: Holmes: I suspected such, but it was worth a shot. Arsé-kun: Mori: Give me a hint, and then shut up and focus on the task at hand. Sheepy: Holmes: ……………..Hmm. Sheepy: Holmes: Well, you say I’m less sharp than usual. Sheepy: Holmes: Try looking for an idiot that’s comparable to my smarts. Arsé-kun: Mori: So not the wizard? Sheepy: Holmes: No, not Merlin. Sheepy: Holmes: Ah, if only you had Watson! Sheepy: Holmes: He could tell you everything different about me, not that I’m really aware of it. Arsé-kun: Mori: You talk about him so much, I could almost mistake you for married. *he smirks* Sheepy: Holmes: Well, he’s my closest friend. Arsé-kun: *and they eventually actually get where they are going. with no interruptions! what the fuck!!* Sheepy: Holmes: Yes, they went this way, based on the footprints. Sheepy: Holmes: Ah, if there’s an enemy, I expect you to protect me. Sheepy: Holmes: Unfortunately, I’m no stronger than a human. Arsé-kun: Mori: Oh, you’re the grail avenger now? When did that happen? Sheepy: Holmes: I wasn’t capable of fighting in Shinjuku, remember? Arsé-kun: Mori: So you claimed, but you fought fine when pretending to be the Count. Sheepy: Holmes: Well, yes. Sheepy: Holmes: However, any human being can play make believe. Sheepy: Holmes: But I personally am weak. Arsé-kun: Mori: Were we not working, I’d have tried to slaughter you where you stand. Sheepy: Holmes: What? Why? Arsé-kun: Mori: To see how you would react, of course. Arsé-kun: Mori: … And I wanted to use that line. Sheepy: Holmes: How cruel. Arsé-kun: Mori: That means I’m doing my job right. Sheepy: Holmes: You haven’t shifted occupations to babysitter? Arsé-kun: Mori: I have not! Having experience and using it does not mean it is your job! Sheepy: Holmes: That’s true. Arsé-kun: Mori: And I have spotted evidence. *he gestures a bit ahead. There is a cape hanging on a low branch* Sheepy: Holmes: Hmm. It looks like Tristan’s, as she mentioned. Sheepy: Holmes: ……Well, let’s keep going. Arsé-kun: Mori: Aye. *he picks up the cape. Tristan is probably going to want that.* Sheepy: *…After a bit of following the path, Holmes begins diverging off of it* Arsé-kun: Mori: Are you onto something? *but he follows Holmes, looking around for whatever gave him direction* Sheepy: Holmes: Yes, they’re this way. Arsé-kun: Mori: If you say so! Sheepy: Holmes: Yes, I do. Sheepy: *Holmes is looking around…* Arsé-kun: Mori: *he’s consulting the map* Sheepy: Holmes: I think we’re getting closer. Arsé-kun: Mori: What tells you that? Sheepy: Holmes: Detective’s instinct. Arsé-kun: Mori: Where do you get that, the dollar store? Sheepy: Holmes: Hmmmm? Sheepy: Holmes: No, no, much cheaper than that. Sheepy: Holmes: It’s free. Arsé-kun: Mori: Great, share it so I can see what direction you’re coming from. I don’t see anything of note from here! Sheepy: Holmes: A magician never reveals his secrets. Arsé-kun: Mori: Good thing you’re not a magician. Sheepy: Holmes: How about this, then: Sheepy: Holmes: It pertains to the previous conversation. Arsé-kun: Mori: Ah, so it’s not even you doing it. Good to know. I’ll make use of this somehow. Arsé-kun: *or so he Says* Sheepy: Holmes: How? Arsé-kun: Mori: I’ll burn that bridge when I get to it. Sheepy: Holmes: I see. Arsé-kun: Mori: Do you? Sheepy: Holmes: Yes, I do. But I don’t see them yet. Arsé-kun: Mori: Nor do I. But remember- The cloak is still in place. We may be unable to see them. Sheepy: Holmes: That’s true. Arsé-kun: *and then Holmes gets fucking sniped, real fast. it was getting too chummy around here anyway* Sheepy: Holmes: -Ugh! Arsé-kun: *Mori whirls around and spots the Giant Floating Eyeball demon. The thing they absolutely should not have completely missed.* Sheepy: Holmes: Where did that come from…?! Arsé-kun: Mori: If I knew, I would tell you! *he pulls out his cannon gun and points it at the eyeball. it doesn’t seem scared of a death shaped gun* Sheepy: Holmes: (Do I fight…or leave it to him?) Sheepy: *Holmes glances around to see if there’s any more enemies.* Arsé-kun: *it seems to be the only one, and it’s absorbing bullets like they’re nothing.* Sheepy: Holmes: *He takes a deep breath before focusing on the eye. Something about his gaze is… frightening? [You need to get away. Get away before it’s too late.]* Arsé-kun: *the Gazer backs off. Debuff resistance lowered. Attack lowered. Defense raised. Moriarty also looked, lowering his debuff resistance enough to get Stunned. oops* Sheepy: Holmes: (He looked! What do we do?) Arsé-kun: *He gets silence as an answer. I don’t know what you expected, Sherlock* Sheepy: *Holmes rushes towards the enemy!* Arsé-kun: *it isn’t fast enough to back out of Holmes’ range. It is Afraid. Moriarty, meanwhile, shakes off the stun and stands back to observe* Sheepy: *Holmes kicks it!* Arsé-kun: *It is kicked over the horizon. Gooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalllll!* Sheepy: *Holmes turns and starts approaching Mori to join him again.* Arsé-kun: Mori: ….. I may have additional questions. Sheepy: Holmes: Like what? Arsé-kun: Mori: Pardon my french but C’est quoi?? Sheepy: Holmes: I just looked at it, that’s all. Arsé-kun: Mori: *he looks… Highly doubtful* Sheepy: Holmes: What? Arsé-kun: Mori: Forget it, Holmes. We’re busy enough as it is. Sheepy: Holmes:…Well, if that’s what you want. Sheepy: Holmes: I’ll be relying on you for protection, so try to do a better job next time. Arsé-kun: Mori: That, or a straight answer- You didn’t need me at all for that! Sheepy: Holmes: Don’t think like that, I do need you. Sheepy: Holmes: If nothing else, I can use you as a meat shield. Arsé-kun: Mori: I really appreciate it. *the sarcasm is very obvious in his voice* Thanks a lot. Sheepy: Holmes: It’s no problem. Sheepy: Holmes: Now, let’s keep going. Arsé-kun: Mori: Yes, yes. You can lead. Sheepy: *Holmes leads Mori to Tristan and friends!* Sheepy: Grif: *He is prodding the eyeball that Holmes launched* … ? Sheepy: *Lucan is under it.* Arsé-kun: Lance: Hrgh! *and he tugs Lucan’s arm.* Sheepy: *Lucan responds with a loud yelp.* Sheepy: Lucan: Heyhey, be more gentle! Arsé-kun: Lance: Sorrrrry..! Sheepy: Grif:…It’s my friend. Sheepy: Grif: It likes it right here. Sheepy: Grif: So you move. Arsé-kun: Kay: Are you serio– Why am I asking? Of course he’s serious. *he just puts his hands on his face and sighs* Sheepy: Tristan: Oh, how sad…to be a chair for a Watcher… Sheepy: Grif: No, I’m Griflet. Is your memory failing? Arsé-kun: Kay: I thought it was a Gazer? And for the love of God, Griflet, serious isn’t a name! Sheepy: Grif: Yes, exactly, so it’s foolish for you to assume it’s my name. Sheepy: Lucan: Was it migrating? Is that it? Sheepy: Lucan: Then it thought that I was real comfy? Sheepy: Grif: I’m going to name him. Sheepy: Grif: You see? It’s docile because it likes me. Arsé-kun: Mori: …. So this is where it landed? And with it, there you all are. Sheepy: Holmes: Oh, my apologies, I kicked that here. Sheepy: Grif:….?! Sheepy: *Grif unsheathes his sword* Sheepy: Grif: I don’t know you, but if you touch Buddy, I’ll tear you to shreds! Sheepy: *Buddy briefly looks up from grazing at Grif before he goes back to it. Elyan is staring, unblinking, at Holmes.* Arsé-kun: Mori: He won’t. It was an act of self-defense. *he picks his hands up* Do put that away, we’re having a conversation. Sheepy: Grif:………..*He bares his teeth, but does lower his sword.* Sheepy: Lucan: Oh, I’m saved. Arsé-kun: *the Gazer has moved to behind Grif. This is Safe.* Sheepy: Lucan: *He groans and picks himself off the ground* Well, I don’t recognize you. Sheepy: Lucan:…Oh, hold on, you’re a bit familiar. Sheepy: Tristan: Ah, it’s you two. Sheepy: Tristan: Sir Griflet strong armed us into joining him for a quest. Arsé-kun: Mori: That answers at least one question. Sheepy: Grif: *He gently pats the Gazer. friend* Sheepy: *Elyan is still staring…* Sheepy: Tristan: What brings you out here? Arsé-kun: Mori: The detective here was asked to find you three. Especially you, Sir Lancelot, Minako was worried about you. Sheepy: Holmes: Yes, that’s why. Arsé-kun: Lance: …… *he whines* Sorrrrrryyyyy.. Sheepy: Holmes: Well, what’s done is done. Arsé-kun: Mori: What, that’s it? Sheepy: Holmes: You expected me to punish him? Sheepy: Holmes: I’m not capable of fighting. Arsé-kun: Mori: I at least wanted to know why the area was cloaked. Sheepy: Grif: Yes, well. Sheepy: Grif: You see, there’s a spirit who lives in this forest. Sheepy: Grif: And- Sheepy: Lucan: It’s really long and convoluted. Arsé-kun: Kay: We’re stuck while Grif sees it through to the end. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: If you try to leave before she’s rescued from the demon of the forest who created this cloak, you’ll be cursed. Sheepy: Holmes: *He has lost interest in the conversation and has locked eyes with Elyan.* Arsé-kun: Kay: We’ve got a sick master back at home..! Can’t it be done faster, Grif? Sheepy: Grif: I’m trying. Arsé-kun: Kay: Ughhhh! Sheepy: Grif: Are you? Arsé-kun: Kay: We’re not going anywhere, are we?? We’ve slowed down! And we don’t have infinite mana, either! Sheepy: Grif:……. Sheepy: Grif: Ah. Sheepy: Grif: So they’re reinforcements. Arsé-kun: Kay: No!! Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: Yes, let’s save her Arsé-kun: Kay: Then what are we standing here for?! You’ve got the gizmo whatchacallit! Arsé-kun: Kay: Get on your horse, take your bird, rescue the nature spirit, brave knight! Onwards you go! Sheepy: Grif: Yes, good idea. *He heads over to Buddy and gets on Buddy’s back. Elyan doesn’t seem to notice, more focused on Holmes* Arsé-kun: *and Lance is staring at Failnaught. You cannot have that* Sheepy: Tristan: Oh, are we letting him go alone? Arsé-kun: Kay: He’s the one who started it alone. It’s fitting he ends it that way, too. Arsé-kun: Kay: We can just walk this time. Sheepy: Tristan: Yes, that works. Arsé-kun: Lance: Hnnn. I wanted to try Failnaught again.. Sheepy: Tristan: Ah, just don’t break it. Arsé-kun: Lance: !!! *he seems excited and eagerly grabs Failnaught before stepping back and leaping into a tree. Servanto jumpa powahhh. There he goes.* Sheepy: Lucan: Oh no. Arsé-kun: Kay: I’m gonna bet he’s gonna crash again. Sheepy: Lucan: Yeah, same. Arsé-kun: *distant gurgling of “AAAARRRRRTHHHUUUURRRRR!!” as Lancelot shoots out of the tree like a rocket. This is not the intended gliding speed. Goodbye lancelot. See you, space cowboy.* Sheepy: Lucan:…Ohhhh nnoooo. Arsé-kun: Mori: … Judging by that launch, he is going to crash straight into the ground. Sheepy: Lucan: Yeah, exactly. Arsé-kun: *and Lancelot does Exactly Fucking That a few miles away. Failnaught is unharmed. Crater size– New Record.* Arsé-kun: *but he isn’t the first one there. Grif is, and he is already in the final boss fight. Lance settles for being the reinforcements. Everyone else just gets to watch. The Gazer still wants nothing to do with Sherlock. Mori is passing information on, because Sherlock is too busy making noises at a bird.* Sheepy: *Grif is being extremely aggressive in the fight. Too aggressive, perhaps.* Arsé-kun: *Way too aggressive. He keeps leaving himself open* Sheepy: *Grif. You’re going to get hurt.* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 3 Sheepy: *He does his best, but due to his aggression and the power of the enemy, he’s defeated!* Arsé-kun: *The Spriggan Guardian of the Cage screams and slams it’s club down next to Griflet.* Sheepy: Grif: –!! Sheepy: *Despite all odds, Grif launches himself at the Guardian! However, he didn’t think to pick up his sword and he ends up punching the Guardian instead.* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 14 (dc) Sheepy rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 17 Sheepy rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 19 Arsé-kun: *The Guardian goes to grab him, but Grif easily jumps out of the way. He also sticks the landing.* Sheepy: Grif: *He scoops up his sword.* Arsé-kun: Kay: For fuck’s sake, Grif! Get out of here! *and he runs in, his own sword drawn. He hasn’t been an active combatant in most of the adventure, but he’s here when it counts!* Let us get in here too! Sheepy: Grif: No! The fight isn’t done yet! Sheepy: Grif: Helping is fine! Arsé-kun: Kay: Have it your way! *he joins Grif on the front line* Sheepy rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 1 Sheepy: *Grif launches himself at the Guardian! … However, the Guardian outsmarts him and sends him flying by using its club. HOME RUN!* Arsé-kun: *Kay takes advantage of this and lights the Guardian’s foot on fire. Lance abandons his position to chase after Grif. Failnaught is returned to Tristan on the way past.* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 17 Arsé-kun: *Grif goes through at least seventeen trees. Minimum. this is the fate the d20 has given you* Sheepy: *Even if the will to fight remains, Grif isn’t capable of it at this point. He finally lands with a skid and doesn’t get up.* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 6 (dc) Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 20 Arsé-kun: *Kay looks away for ONE GODDAMN SECOND and gets pulverized by the Guardian’s club. May he rest in peace. And pieces.* Sheepy: Lucan: –!! Kay! Sheepy: Lucan: *He dashes in, followed by Tristan.* Looks like it’s up to me… Sheepy: Tristan: I’ll support you as best as I can…Ah, how sad…Poor Kay…Poor Griflet.. Sheepy: Tristan: *He plays Failnaught, attempting to bind the Guardian.* Arsé-kun: *He is successful! The Guardian is bound for the turn!* Sheepy: *Lucan, using this opportunity, attempts to stab the Guardian with his lance!* Arsé-kun: *his attack connects!* Sheepy: *He proceeds to back off.* Arsé-kun: *the Guardian is stunned and skips it’s turn!* Sheepy: *Tristan shoots arrows at the Guardian!* Arsé-kun: *Failnaught cannot miss, so Automatic Success.* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 4 sides. The die showed: 4 Arsé-kun: *Critical damage!* Sheepy: *Lucan followed it up with another attempt at a stab!* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 16 Arsé-kun: *He sure took a stab at it!!* Arsé-kun: *the Guardian raises its club and swings at Lucan! Lucan evades!* Sheepy: Lucan: You can’t hit me that easily! Arsé-kun: Mori: …. Please tell me someone else hears that. Sheepy: Lucan:…What is that? Arsé-kun: Kay: It sorta sounds like a passing airplane.. Sheepy: Lucan: You’re alive?! Arsé-kun: Kay: I don’t want to be. Sheepy: Lucan: Don’t worry! I can heal you! Arsé-kun: Kay: I don’t want your guts…! Sheepy: Lucan: So picky! Arsé-kun: *the airplane sound has gotten closer. do I need to be subtle about what it is?* Sheepy: Lucan:….Why is it getting closer?! Arsé-kun: Mori: It’s your teammate. You may want to get down. Sheepy: *Lucan hunkers down.* Sheepy: *Tristan flops to the ground.* Arsé-kun: *and Lancelot, riding his favorite fighter jet from his Noble Phantasm, kamikazes the Guardian. He bails at the last second..! And the Guardian swats the plane out of the air like a fly. Lancelot takes his helmet off and punts it to express his displeasure.* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 17 Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 17 Arsé-kun: *the helmet connects. The damage is minimal, but it connected.* Sheepy: Holmes: You seem to be having trouble. Arsé-kun: Mori: Shall the reinforcements clean up this mess? Sheepy: Holmes: I suppose we should. Arsé-kun: Mori: All right, then. *he picks up his coffin-gun* Actually help me this time, then. Sheepy: Holmes: I helped the last time! Sheepy: Holmes: *He huffs, before running and jumping at the Guardian! He fires off his magnifying glass laser things.* Arsé-kun: *as he does this, Moriarty shoots at the Guardian’s legs!* Sheepy: *Holmes follows it up by dropkicking the Guardian.* Arsé-kun: *Long story short, they’re whaling on it.* Sheepy: *Elyan watches.* Arsé-kun: *the Gazer plops down next to him. it sees* Sheepy: Buddy: *He sniffs at the Gazer* Arsé-kun: *it glances at Buddy. It doesn’t seem worried about horse* Sheepy: *Eventually, Holmes and Mori defeat the Guardian!* Arsé-kun: Kay: Hooray.. Sheepy: Lucan: Oh, cheer up. Sheepy: Lucan: It’s just a scratch. Arsé-kun: Kay: I can’t feel my face. Sheepy: Lucan: Why not? Arsé-kun: Kay: I don’t know. Sheepy: Lucan: Who’s stopping you? Sheepy: Lucan: Ah! I am. Here, I can get you fixed up Arsé-kun: *Lance voices his displeasure before grabbing Lucan’s wrist. No, banned. No Noble Phantasms Allowed* Sheepy: Lucan: Do you have a better idea? Sheepy: Lucan: If so, please share it. Arsé-kun: Lance: Anyyyything but that. Sheepy: Lucan: ….. Sheepy: Lucan: Guess we’re carrying you back Sheepy: Lucan: So Merlin can heal you Sheepy: Lucan; How does that sound? My method is faster, of course… Arsé-kun: Lance: yOU’RE SURVIVING WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT Sheepy: Lucan: Ah? Sheepy: Lucan: Sir Tristan, you disagree with his sentiment, correct? Sheepy: Tristan: Oh, how sad! Sheepy: Tristan: To lose the one who knows how to do taxes…! Sheepy: Grif: *He drags himself over, bleeding profusely* Now that it’s dead, I can unlock the cage…! Sheepy: Lucan: You aren’t dead…? Arsé-kun: Kay: …. Kiddo’s gonna kill us. Sheepy: Lucan: Oof. Good luck. Arsé-kun: Lance: Rrrrrest in pieces. Sheepy: Grif: *He uses the key item!* Arsé-kun: *the cage is unlocked!* Arsé-kun: *Everyone present is healed for a small amount of health!* Arsé-kun: Kay: *he sits up and shakes his head. He liiiiives.* Sheepy: Lucan: Good. Sheepy: Grif:……We did it. Sheepy: Grif: Are you hurt? Arsé-kun: *the spirit doesn’t seem to be speaking… out loud. Unfortunate for everyone that isn’t Grif.* Sheepy: Grif: It was no problem. Arsé-kun: Kay: …. Can anyone else hear what’s going on over there? Or have I gone deaf? Sheepy: Lucan: I can’t either. Arsé-kun: Kay: Goddamn it. He’s gonna get the big prize and we’re gonna get what? Sheepy: Lucan: Stitches. Arsé-kun: Lance: We’re knights, not mercenariiiieessss! *he seems proud of himself. He’s also thoughtfully looking at the Guardian’s club* Sheepy: Lucan: There’s nothing that says that the prize isn’t eternal suffering. Sheepy: Lucan: Anyway, it’s not the journey, it’s the destination! Sheepy: Lucan:…Ah! Sheepy: Lucan: That’s the opposite of what I meant! Sheepy: Lucan: No, no, it not the destination, it’s the journey, that’s it! Arsé-kun: Kay: The journey was mostly Grif doing things, featuring us all being dragged along. Even you got in on it! Sheepy: Lucan: Yes. Well. Sheepy: Lucan:…. Sheepy: Lucan:….I want to go on another adventure sometime soon. Sheepy: Grif: My wish… it’s not something that can be granted. I highly doubt it can. Arsé-kun: Kay: Maybe we can. Just… Not a Griflet-brand adventure. Sheepy: Lucan: Yes, that’s better. Arsé-kun: *Lance re-enters scene, having broke a chunk of the club off. Smaller club. Travel-friendly sized club* Arsé-kun: Lance: Yes, let’s do this again! Arsé-kun: Lance: Lets bring medica supplies next time! *he frowns* Medica. I speak words well yes! Sheepy: Lucan: Don’t worry, it happens to the best of us! Sheepy: Tristan: *Snore* Arsé-kun: *Kay follows Tristan’s example and lays back down to take a nap* Sheepy: Grif: …So, this will help me in the future? Yes. Thank you. I’ll treasure it. Arsé-kun: *the spirit vanishes, returning to the forest* Sheepy: *So, the knights head home!* Arsé-kun: *and by Home we mean Mink’s house. Through Lancelot’s window, which is on the second floor. His room, not Guin’s. Clonk clonk clank.* Sheepy: Grif: Yes, he’ll never find us here. Sheepy: Lucan: Oh, how cowardly. Arsé-kun: Kay: More like he won’t..! Grif, he’s sickly as hell, how would he get here?? Sheepy: Grif: Hm. Sheepy: Grif: Walking. Sheepy: Lucan:…*He raises his eyebrows* Arsé-kun: Kay: ….. Okay, true. Sheepy: Lucan: All the way over here? Arsé-kun: Kay: He could probably do it… *he flops onto bed. Is anyone else sitting there? too bad, kay time* Sheepy: Grif: You’re going to sleep? Arsé-kun: Kay: mmmmmmhm. Arsé-kun: Lance: … *he was going to pick up the bed so he could store the club under it, but now he can’t. so he just shoves it underneath. Shooooove.* Sheepy: Grif: ………….. Sheepy: Grif: *He yawns* Sheepy: Lucan: Ah~ I’m so excited. Sheepy: Lucan: I hope we go on another adventure soon… Arsé-kun: Lance: Maybe the next one will be betterrr.. Sheepy: Lucan: Oh, I had a grand old time! I can’t imagine it being any better! *His usual stepford smile and dead look in his eyes is replaced with an absolutely beaming expression.* Arsé-kun: *Merlin dives in with his phone already out. Snap, snap, snap, 1000 pictures for Bedivere of a happy Lucan. He felt this anomaly from halfway across the house. Lance takes advantage of Merlin’s presence by KOO-boosting his phone. This should not work, but blackmail is a weapon. I guess?* Sheepy: Lucan: !? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Welc–! *he cuts himself off and lowers his voice, for the benefit of Kay, Grif and Tris* Welcome back, brave knights. You look like you had lots of fun..! Sheepy: Lucan: Fun? Me? Ahaha, those concepts don’t work together. Sheepy: Lucan: That’s silly. Arsé-kun: Merlin: So you don’t want to go again? Sheepy: Lucan: Of course I do! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Then be happy about your success. You’ve got nothing to hide. ;) Sheepy: Lucan: …! Arsé-kun: Merlin: So, in the stead of any authority– You did fantastic, Sir Lucan. :) *is he just saying it, or does he really mean it? Sometimes it’s hard to tell.* Sheepy: Lucan:!! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Also, don’t get comfy. Some of you guys are getting picked up soon. Sheepy: Grif: *snore* Sheepy: Lucan: Don’t worry, I’m never comfortable. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I don’t think that’s a good thing? Sheepy: Lucan: Huh? Arsé-kun: Lance: ..Aaa? *he noticed Something and peers out the window. Who’s this? Who’s this?* Sheepy: Lucan: What is it? *He follows Lancelot’s gaze* Arsé-kun: *Lance sees someone he doesn’t know! Kay and Grif’s master is also there. Moriarty is also there.* Sheepy: Lucan: Who are they? Arsé-kun: Lance: Which? Sheepy: Lucan: Well, I know Moriarty Sheepy: Lucan: But I don’t know the other two. Arsé-kun: Lance: The kid is Kay’s boss. The other… Uhh.. Sheepy: *Lobo has begun barking.* Arsé-kun: *and Proto has pressed himself up against a different window* Sheepy: Kidd: …Is he dangerous? Arsé-kun: Mori: Sometimes? But I’m with you, so he won’t try anything. Sheepy: Kidd: That’s nice to know. Sheepy: Kidd: Thank you for housing Grif and Kay. I was- *cough, cough*- I was worried about them. Arsé-kun: Mori: Certainly. But may I advise they use the front door next time? Sheepy: Kidd:….? Sheepy: Kidd: I’ll ask them to be more considerate in the future. Arsé-kun: Mori: The brave camaraderie of knights climbed in a window, so yes please. Sheepy: Kidd:…Ah… Arsé-kun: Mori: … Though that could be the fault of any others. Sheepy: Kidd: I…uh… was worried that Grif broke a door down or something. Arsé-kun: Mori: Thankfully no. Sheepy: Kidd: He has a tendency to break things. Sheepy: Kidd:…like spines… *cough* Arsé-kun: Mori: As most berserkers do. Sheepy: Bedi: If you want to come inside, they’re upstairs. Sir Kay and Sir Griflet are sleeping. Sheepy: Bedi: I think. Arsé-kun: Lance: *he opens his window and leans out a little. Hello! They’re in here!* Sheepy: Kidd: ? Sheepy: Kidd: Lupin? Do you know him? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Not yet! Arsé-kun: Mori: That would be Sir Lancelot. Sheepy: Bedi: Aren’t you cold? Arsé-kun: Lance: Kind of? But please hhhhold on. Sheepy: Bedi:? Arsé-kun: *Lance walks away from the window. There’s a brief pause, and a yell from Kay. And then Kay is dumped out the window. Kay sticks the landing but he doesn’t look happy about it!* Sheepy: Kidd: ! Kay! Arsé-kun: Kay: Kiddo, how’d you get here so fast?? Why are you standing out here, it’s so damn cold! Sheepy: Kidd: Ah- uh- Lupin. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he just grins at Kay* Arsé-kun: Kay: …. Y'know? It’s better him than anyone else. Fiiine. Sheepy: Bedi: You didn’t break anything on the way down, did you? Sheepy: Bedi: Please come inside. Arsé-kun: Kay: If I broke anything, it was during the adventure and not after! *but he still hurries over to scoop up Kidd, and then going back inside. Through the DOOR.* Sheepy: Satoru: *He watches Kay enter and slowly approaches the two. Staaaaaaare.* Sheepy: Satoru: I know you two. Arsé-kun: Kay: Sure do! How’s things, little bud? Sheepy: Satoru: I made a friend today. Sheepy: Satoru: He’s a clickbug I found. Sheepy: Satoru: You’re Kay, and he’s Mann, right? I’m good with names. Arsé-kun: Mori: It’s Kidd, Satoru. Sheepy: Satoru: No, I’m kid. Sheepy: Kidd: Th-that’s my family name. Sheepy: Satoru: My family name is Gushiken but I never use it. Arsé-kun: *Mori has to stop himself from still adding the “No, you’re Satoru”* Sheepy: Kidd:….Like Masanori? Sheepy: Satoru:……… Arsé-kun: Kay: *he raises his eyebrows a bit* Arsé-kun: Mori: …. …. Can someone more uncouth please say what we’re all thinking? Arsé-kun: Mozart, from upstairs: Fuck that guy! *loud tuba note* Sheepy: Satoru: He’s not allowed here. I hate him. Arsé-kun: Mori: We all agree with this statement. Sheepy: Kidd: Did, did I- *cough* did I say something wrong? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Judging from what I see, no. But I understand he’s hated equally here. Sheepy: Kidd: He worked for my father…they’re very close. Arsé-kun: Mori: Disgusting. I’m going to rob him blind. Sheepy: Kidd: I don’t live with them anymore. Not after, uh… Arsé-kun: Kay: After Grif. Sheepy: Kidd: Yes. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. Sheepy: Satoru: Who is that? *He points to Lupin* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Me? Only the world’s greatest gentleman thief- Sheepy: Satoru: No, that’s Grandpa. Sheepy: Satoru: But if you claim to be the greatest, that’s okay, Lupin. I believe in you. You’re cool in your own ways. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he starts to make a comeback, before registering that Satoru addressed him by name- Despite Satoru not knowing who he was a few moments beforehand* ..?! Sheepy: Satoru: But facing off with Holmes shouldn’t be one of those things, because he lives here and he’s nowhere near as bright as he’s portrayed in the books. It’s hard to believe that he’s Holmes. I think he might be an imposter. Arsé-kun: *Moriarty tries to suppress a smirk. Step one: Failed. Abandon plan. Laugh* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Eh? We only faced off once. Heck, we event went and got drinks together. Sheepy: Satoru: ? Sheepy: Satoru: But you locked him in a mansion once and then he tried to drown you, right? Arsé-kun: Lupin: That first part, sure, but I’m not so cruel as to keep necessities out of his hands. Sheepy: Satoru: And then one of your men broke Watson’s arm and he just insulted Watson and called him lazy. That’s what the book says. Sheepy: Satoru: But Holmes doesn’t seem that mean. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I didn’t tell him to do that. That man was fired. And he’s not. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. Sheepy: Satoru: Well, you seem nice, so you can be third best evil mastermind. Sheepy: Satoru: Grandpa is the best, but one day I’m going to be second best. Sheepy: Satoru: I hope you don’t mind being third. Sheepy: Holmes: Oh, it looks like you have competition, Lupin! Sheepy: *Satoru is beaming!* Sheepy: Satoru: Yes! I believe in you! Sheepy: Holmes: Ahahaha, you should work hard, Lupin. He really got me today. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Then I absolutely need to get back to work, huh? Sheepy: Satoru: Uhuh. You’ll do great. Sheepy: Satoru: But I’m really evil so I might even trick you next time. Sheepy: Satoru: I’ll even teach you a trick for you to use on others. Sheepy: Satoru: Are you ready? It’s a really cunning trick. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I get to learn from a mastermind? Do teach me, monsieur~ Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. How much do you love your favorite thing? I love rhinos this much. *He outstretches his arms* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he lowers himself down to Satoru’s level, and quickly glances at Kidd* Thiiiis much! *and he also puts out his arms* Sheepy: Satoru: I tricked you! Do you know what it means when two people stretch out their arms? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oh no! Now you absolutely must tell me! Sheepy: Satoru: *He hugs Lupin* It’s time for hugs. Arsé-kun: Lupin: How cunning! I’ve been fooled! The first time in years! Sheepy: Satoru: It’s very evil! That’s what Holmes said. I thought of it myself. Arsé-kun: Lupin: You’re going to surpass your old man at this rate! Sheepy: Satoru:….!!! Sheepy: Satoru: Really? You think so? Arsé-kun: Lupin: He’s never gotten me. You have. The advantage is in your favor. Sheepy: Satoru: I’ll work extra hard to come up with a new trick. Sheepy: *….Something ice-cold and wet to boot suddenly goes down the back of Lupin’s shirt!* Arsé-kun: *Lupin screams and bolts out. Bye, Lupin.* Sheepy: Kidd:?! Sheepy: Rider: …. Arsé-kun: Mori: Rider, your timing continues to be downright terrible. Sheepy: Rider: “Why?” Sheepy: Satoru: *frown* Arsé-kun: Mori: Because he was not staying for long. You’ve only inconvenienced our guests. Couldn’t you do that on the way out? Sheepy: Rider: “You’re too picky.” Sheepy: Satoru: Is he leaving forever? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Non! *he pokes his head back around the doorframe* And you! You stop doing that, you fantomas! … Both definitions! Sheepy: Rider: *He crosses his arms* Arsé-kun: *meanwhile, Kay’s been considering just jacking an alcoholic beverage from the kitchen for the last who-knows-how-long. He’s still functional, but he absolutely doesn’t want to be* Sheepy: Kidd: Kay? Are you okay? Arsé-kun: Kay: I’m sober and still feeling like whichever Oz witch had the house fall on them. So, yyyyes? Sheepy: Kidd: Maybe you should sit down. Arsé-kun: Kay: Not to be that guy, but when are we going home? Sheepy: Kidd: We should go home so you can sit. Arsé-kun: Kay: Grifffffff! Sheepy: Grif, from upstairs: KAAAAAYYYYY! Arsé-kun: Kay: Come onnnn! Lets go home, Griff! Sheepy: *Grif rushes downstairs and to Kay* Arsé-kun: Kay: Wait, don’t run into me, I’ve got Kiddo! Sheepy: *Grif stops.* Arsé-kun: *Kay sighs in relief* Sheepy: Grif: What? What is it? Sheepy: Grif: I’m tired! I don’t care! Sheepy: Grif: So, what is it?! Arsé-kun: Kay: We’re going home! Sheepy: Grif: I don’t care! Do what you want!! Sheepy: Grif: I’m tired! Sheepy: *Buddy is peering in through the window. So is Elyan, who has locked eyes with Holmes…again* Arsé-kun: *and then Mori more or less kicked them out. GO HOME!* Sheepy: Holmes: Hmm. Arsé-kun: Mori: Do you find that bird interesting, detective? Sheepy: Holmes: I just don’t see birds like it very often. Sheepy: Holmes: Yet, despite that, I feel like I know it. Like it’s familiar… Arsé-kun: Mori: That sounds like a personal problem. Am I, your apparently dutiful Watson, dismissed? Sheepy: Holmes: Huh? Oh, yes, go ahead. Arsé-kun: Mori: Thank god. *he scoops up Satoru* We’ve got evil villain research to do. Sheepy: Satoru: Really? I get to join? Arsé-kun: Mori: Why wouldn’t you? There’s no math involved this time, I assure you. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. Arsé-kun: *and as they go to raid Medusa’s library, Mozart yells dumb things. He must be with Gil, streaming. Or, y'know, doing anything else, because this is MOZART* Arsé-kun: Mozart: This is downright terrible, I say! Dear Watson, let us instead go on an adventure! A butthole sniffing adventure! C'mooon! Arsé-kun: Mozart: Wait, wait, hold your applause! I have the best possible plan! *a brief pause* No, listen! I’ve heard a certain someone complain about this game before! The man himself, complaining about it? The views would be glorious! C'mooooooooon, Gil, Ant! Lets go on an adventure! It would be, as they say, the shit! Sheepy: Salieri: *He takes his eyes off of the desktop he’s working at and just stares at Mozart* Sheepy: Gil: You mean Holmes? Arsé-kun: Mozart: I absolutely do! Sheepy: Gil: Hm. We should go get him… it would be entertaining. Arsé-kun: Mozart: I’d absolutely love to hear his commentary about this so-called game. Sheepy: Salieri: It’s not too bad. Arsé-kun: Mozart: The soundtrack is fine, I suppose. Sheepy: Salieri: The gameplay doesn’t look that ba- Sheepy: Holmes: It’s that game, isn’t it? Arsé-kun: Lance: *he has also just arrived. He’s a mess, having just pulled off his armor and came in like that. Classy!* ?? Sheepy: Holmes: Oh, it could’ve been the good one, you should play the good one. You know, I’ve played that one before, for five hours. Arsé-kun: Mozart: We certainly do now! Do you care to elaborate, Gnolmes? Sheepy: Holmes: I still stand by my angry, broken self’s statement that whoever decided to put frame perfect quick time events about climbing up a chimney and having to clean SOOT for some unknown reason as you do, causing you to inevitably suffocate one of the baker street kids over and over again… Sheepy: Holmes:…As you get to the end but he just suffocates because you took .01 seconds too long… Sheepy: Holmes: As it taunts you with a skip button, only to throw you into ANOTHER quick time event with no instructions about cleaning shoes for SOME reason???? and then you inevitably fail because there’s no instructions and taking too long causes your suspicion meter go up to one level below max, only to throw you immediately into a stalking minigame once more where you’re very easily seen but your suspicion is max so you have to start over repeatedly with almost max stamina thanks to the shoe cleaning quick time event has NEVER played a game in their life!!! Arsé-kun: Lance: ….. Soooo you need a very high IQ to understand this game..? Sheepy: Holmes: Oh! Oh nono! It’s not the segments where you play as me at all! It’s the baker street kids! Sheepy: Holmes: I’m not one to brag, but people call me the greatest detective! Why does it take three hours to track ONE PERSON??? How hard can it be! Tracking one single man! Not hard at all, yes? Sheepy: Holmes: Until you get beat up by the same three bullies fifty times because the game doesn’t TELL you you can open doors! Most of them don’t work! Oh, and if you enter the door people get suspicious but you can’t explore nor get your bearings because if you take your eyes off of the man you’re following a countdown starts and you get a game over after TWO SECONDS. Arsé-kun: *Lance heads across the room and shifts a camera, so Holmes is actually in the frame* Arsé-kun: Mozart: That’s…. Certainly matching up with some of this gameplay.. Sheepy: Holmes: Oh, no, all you have to do to play my segments is just wander around aimlessly with no information on what to even do until you miraculously come upon some piece of evidence because you only just then learn that I can perceive things after you retrace your steps thirty times! No thanks to the game creator who doesn’t tell you this!!! Sheepy: Holmes: No, apparently, I just DON’T have eyes! Arsé-kun: *Angra peers in. Who is yelling? Who wants vengeance? Who be* Sheepy: Holmes: I have to hit a button to suddenly be able to use them! And there’s two different buttons, imagination and perceive, but imagination doesn’t seem to do anything at all! Am I just not imaginative!? Sheepy: Holmes: By normal human vision, no one can see that this shirt has pockets. Sheepy: Holmes: It takes a true master detective’s GENIUS perception to reveal that not only does it have pockets… Sheepy: Holmes: Maybe…just perhaps…bear with me, this is a huge stretch of logic.. Sheepy: Holmes: I could maybe…just maybe put my hand IN the pocket…and by pure luck perhaps there’s something inside. But remember! Only TRUE detectives can have this eureka moment! Sheepy: Holmes: And only when they’re twenty feet away. Arsé-kun: *Mozart has scrunched up his face and is hiding his barely-suppressed grin behind his fist. He’s trying so, so hard not to laugh* Arsé-kun: *Lance’s face is, has been, and will continue to be the emotional representation of text to speech saying “Wot”* Sheepy: Salieri: Huh. Sheepy: Holmes: “Oh, Holmes!” You must be thinking, “you’re being so critical! You only played it for five hours! That doesn’t sound too bad!” That’s where you’re wrong, my dear Watson! That! Is where you’re wrong! Sheepy: Holmes: I’m being very kind. Sheepy: Holmes: I didn’t even complain about where it expects you to be ambidextrous. Sheepy: Holmes: It’s fair that it’s used in a balance segment. Sheepy: Holmes: Which rushes you. Sheepy: Holmes: But it’s also used in a segment where I LISTEN to people? Sheepy: Holmes: If you aren’t ambidextrous, you’re deaf! Sheepy: Holmes: You just magically go deaf because you can’t control two circles moving in random directions! Sheepy: Holmes: And last but not least… Sheepy: Holmes: You can’t pet Toby. Arsé-kun: Angra: Atrocious. Sheepy: Holmes: I would accept everything else if Toby could be pet. Sheepy: Holmes: But that’s the deal breaker. I knew it was going to be horrible when I learned that Toby couldn’t be pet but not that bad! Sheepy: Salieri: Huh. Arsé-kun: Angra: Today we learned games are bad if you cant pet the dog. Sheepy: Gil: *He…starts cackling.* Arsé-kun: *Mozart also breaks down and starts howling with laughter. He tried so hard.* Sheepy: Holmes:? What? Arsé-kun: Lance: …. *he shrugs* I’m… Still figuring out the first part of that. Sheepy: Holmes: First part? Sheepy: *Salieri turns his attention back on his pudding cup* Arsé-kun: Lance: Yyyyou lost me at soot and shoes. Sheepy: Holmes: Don’t worry about it. Sherlock Holmes: Nemesis is better, but Arsene Lupin is not my nemesis. Sheepy: Holmes: He’s a good person. Arsé-kun: Angra: Aaaand that’s gonna be on the internet now! Kekeke! *he leans into frame to dab. Angra. Angra no.* Sheepy: Holmes: Hm? Arsé-kun: Angra: You don’t know about the internet? Huh. Sheepy: Holmes: I do. Arsé-kun: Angra: When a man compliments another man, someone inevitably draws porn of it! Sheepy: Holmes:….Hmm? Sheepy: Holmes: You’re joking. Arsé-kun: Angra: *he sulks* No! Why would I, the world’s evils, lie about the internet?! Sheepy: Holmes: Because you can. Arsé-kun: Angra: I’ll, uh, counter-detective you! I’ll give you screenshots and links. I’ll, uh…. Saturday morning cartoon villain threat at you! Sheepy: Holmes: But how do they know what Lupin looks like? Arsé-kun: Angra: They can just guess! Like how they guess everyone’s dick size! Sheepy: Holmes:…What Arsé-kun: Angra: The internet is really, really great! For porn! ~♪ *and mozart starts laughing again* Sheepy: Holmes: What? Arsé-kun: Angra: Huh. You were serious? Go detective the internet or something. Sheepy: Holmes: Why? Arsé-kun: Angra: *he shrugs* I dunno, but it sure sounded good! Arsé-kun: Angra: Anyway, since this villain has been permitted to speak, I’d like to make a humble, harmless request! Sheepy: Holmes: What? Arsé-kun: Angra: Oh, I meant to the King, but.. *he pokes at one of Holmes’ magnifying glasses* How’s this work? What are you, Inspector Gadget? Sheepy: Holmes: …Hm? Sheepy: Holmes: Ah, mind control. Arsé-kun: Angra: Neat! Sheepy: Holmes: Is that all? (Is that how it works…?) Arsé-kun: Angra: Nope! *he goes and LICKS the glass before going to harass Gil. Ya nasty* Arsé-kun: *Holmes gets a very quiet reply of “How would I know..?”. No one else seems to hear it. Not even Mozart.* Sheepy: Holmes: (How do I clean that…) Sheepy: Holmes: (Gross.) Arsé-kun: Holmes?: (Figure it out in the morning.) Sheepy: Holmes: (How helpful you are!) Arsé-kun: Holmes?: (The last time I was asked that, I… Don’t recall what I suggested. My son called me a Useless Lesbian. Am I a lesbian? Is that a type of plant?) Arsé-kun: *the source of sherlocks iq loss is coming from inside the sherlock!* Sheepy: Holmes: (A lesbian is a woman who likes women.) Sheepy: Holmes: (…Right?) Arsé-kun: Holmes?: (Why are you asking me?? Read a book with your eyes!) Sheepy: Holmes: (You have more!) Sheepy: Holmes: (…I’m assuming.) Arsé-kun: Holmes?: (Tell me how many work! I’m going back to sleep. Wake me up… llllater.) Sheepy: Holmes: (Fine, fine.) Arsé-kun: Angra: – C'mon, it’s nearly the spooky day! Horror! Play the horrible game! Sheepy: Gil: No! Sheepy: Salieri: *He’s ignoring what’s going on in favor of pudding.* Arsé-kun: *Mozart has wrapped a pillow around his head (and ears) but is watching this all happen* Sheepy: Gil: If you want to consume trash, you consume it yourself! Don’t be a weakling who can’t even face his own challenges, mongrel! Arsé-kun: Angra: You’ve got the controller! A lowly peon like me isn’t worthy of touching the gold controller! Sheepy: Gil: Hah. Haha. Kuhahahahaha! Sheepy: Gil: What a fool you are! Sheepy: Gil: Do you think that that kind of flattery will make me play this game!? Pah! You disappoint me again and again, Avenger! Arsé-kun: Angra: Fantastic! Then I’ll take that as permission to do so myself! *and he reaches for the controller, actively draping as much of himself as he can over Gil to do so.* Sheepy: Gil: Don’t touch me, you’re gross! Arsé-kun: Angra: Then hand it over! Sheepy: Gil: No! Sheepy: Gil: Buy your own! Arsé-kun: Angra: With what?? All the curses of the world doesn’t earn me shit! Sheepy: Gil: Have you considered ever getting a job? Arsé-kun: Angra: … …Nope! Arsé-kun: Angra: If you don’t like that answer, here’s a few more! *ahem.* I have, but I’ll kill everyone! Or… I’m heavily cursed with incompetence. Arsé-kun: Angra: There’s an entire slew of jokes about human racism somewhere around here! *and he “searches” the room* And who’s gonna hire a kid with no experience? Sheepy: Gil: Wcdonalds. Arsé-kun: Angra: That’s too easy to fuck up! … And I don’t think they want mud on their uniforms! Arsé-kun: Angra: …. But I’ll think about it! Sheepy: Gil: Fine. *LATER* ~ The loud thunk of something heavy falling over.

The hollow clacking of empty metal cans rolling across the concrete driveway. The excited laughter of a man who had discovered this afternoon’s dinner - a laugh of joy more fitting of an explorer who had discovered the treasure that he had spent his life seeking, but to this ratty manslayer, nothing, past, present, nor future could be as valuable as the untouched, forgotten lunchmeat from the back of the fridge that was eventually discovered and tossed due to potentially containing unimaginable horrors of bacteria.

These were the sounds that accompanied the Gushiken residence’s uninvited guest.  He held up the mystery meat to his mouth, not bothered by its unusual color.  He took a bite and hummed.  Ah, protein- ah, meat- delicious meat.  He went to take another bite, only to hear the sound of footsteps slowly approach him.  He reached for his sword and twisted around, pointing it at the face of the intruder.  The blade, however, met nothing.  Izou hesitantly looked down, only to be met by…

“Hi, does that taste good?” Satoru blankly stared at the strange man.

“Ain’t you juss a lil’ pipsqueak!” Izou slurred out his words, a drunken grin spread across his face, bending down to Satoru’s level, “What, are’ya th one I got to thank for lunch?  Yeahyeah, it’s like a bite of heaven or sum’n!  Whatever that phrase is, you know it, yeah?”

Satoru blinked, unfazed by the man who attempted to kill him two seconds prior.  He tilted his head, getting a better look at the manslayer, “are you hungry?  We have better food inside, but if you want to eat that, that’s fine too.”

“Oi, kiddo, I ssspent all I got at that casino everyone’s goin’ on about, so don’t expect me to pay you nothing.  Spent the rest I had on a bottle of sake, but that’s all gone!  Fuhaha~” Izou laughed at his own misfortune, “Oho!  I’ve got it!  If I steal you away and hold your parents ransom, that’ll get me a good amount of sake and I’ll win the jackpot!  I saw somethin’ about that on those television things.”

“So, pipsqueak, you know bout that, right?”  He tilted his head, copying Satoru’s body language.  “I don’t know -“ he paused, stopping himself from cursing.  He might be a manslayer, but he also knows not to curse in front of children, “I don’t know stuff about…stuff.  So we could work together!  You be the brains, I be the evil villain, and in the end I get loads of cash to use in stupid ways!  So, whaddya say, partner?”  Izou puffed out his chest, proud of his plan, and held out his hand.

“I have to ask my parents first.  Is that okay?  Also, I have to get back by 3:00 because my favorite show is at at time,” Satoru replied.

“Eh?  Yeah, sure.  I can even come with you.  Here, let’s go together to ask!” Izou chirped, shooting upwards from his squatting position and taking Satoru’s hand, dragging him towards the front door.

Being lead inside by the dirty, unkempt assassin- now an intruder to boot - Satoru glanced around, looking for his family.  Loud barking began the second Izou set foot into the house, and a certain Lancer’s voice rung through the air. “Oi, Satoru!  How many time do I have to tell you NOT to bring in door to door salesman?  This is the fifth time this week!  We aren’t buying!  Leave!” Cu shouted angrily, his shrieks being heard throughout the house.

“Cu, this ruffly man asked if I could let him kidnap me so you could pay ransom.  Is that okay?”  Satoru asked, deadpan.

Cu’s eyes widened in surprised, his mouth agape.  Did he hear that right?  He couldn’t have heard that right, right?  How could his Master be so stupid- how could a kidnapper be so stupid?  "K-Kiddo, you can’t just…  Listen, I don’t know who you are or what you want, but if you think you can touch my Master with your grubby hands, you’ve got another thing coming!“  Cu summoned Gae Bolg to his side.

"Are you making fun of me?  I’m dirty and covered in trash but ain’t grubby!”  Izou snapped out of his drunken state upon seeing the glimmer of the red spear, “if you’re making fun of me, I’ll KILL you, you stupid, smart man!”  Izou barked viciously, readying his blade.

Satoru sat down on the floor, watching the two men ready themselves to fight.  He discovered a piece of pocket lint in his pocket and began to inspect it, tuning out the sounds of combat as their weapons clashed.  Eventually, Gilgamesh strolled in with a bottle of wine, drinking out of it as he plopped down next to Satoru.

“Hmhm, this is quite the deadbeat you’ve brought in today, Cursed Child,” Gilgamesh smirked.

“He’s trying to kidnap me and hold me for ransom so I asked Cu if it was okay and he got angry for some reason-” Satoru was cut off by Gilgamesh’s cackling. - Suddenly overpowering Gilgamesh’s laughter and the clashing of weapons was a set of enraged screams. Barely containing himself, Lancelot tore his way into the fight, easily taking ahold of the Gae Bulg and turning it against it’s owner. “Hey, you stay out of this! This is between us-!” Cu tried to warn, ducking right before the Gae Bulg became one with the wall.

With Cu now preoccupied, the Mad Dog whirled around to face Izou, only to be nearly cut wide open. Snarling and spitting blood from Izou’s attempt, Lancelot lunged for Izou’s blade, pushing Izou himself aside. Taking it in his claws as easily as the Gae Bulg, Lancelot… Ran off with it, howling some distorted victory cry and utterly trashing the door frame. ~ Arsé-kun: Herc: …. …. *he’s just standing there, ominously.* Sheepy: Izou: GIVE THAT BACK! Sheepy: Izou: GIVE IT BACK! IT’S MY PARTNER! GIVE IT BACK! STOP MAKING FUN OF ME! YOU’RE MAKING FUN OF ME! I HATE IT! I HATE YOU! IHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOU Arsé-kun: *Herc groans and grabs Cu by the back of his shirt* Sheepy: Cu: NononONONO Arsé-kun: *.. And places Cu on his shoulder before (very, VERY easily) pulling the gae bulg out of the wall. Here you go, dog, this is your stick* Sheepy: *Cu snatches it away and huffs* Arsé-kun: Herc: *Grunt.* *and he runs out with Cu, chasing down Izou and Lancelot. He’s got at least one of Cu’s legs secured, it’s ok* Sheepy: Cu: Wait, wait, hold on, where are we going!? Arsé-kun: Herc: ▃▅▅▅! *cu, i dont know what you expected.* Sheepy: Cu: ………..*Stare* Arsé-kun: *Thankfully, both Izou and Lancelot are easy to track down. They’re both screaming. They’re running circles around the house(s)* Arsé-kun: *and here’s Lance again, skidding around the corner on all fours. He’s still got the sword.* Sheepy: *Izou is chasing after him at top speed, screaming at the top of his lungs. STOP LAUGHING AT ME STOPSTOPSTOP I HATE YOU* Arsé-kun: *Herc reaches up and grabs Cu’s arm. Grunt? y/n?* Sheepy: Cu: Wh-what are you doing? Arsé-kun: *Herc points to the two yelling servants as they round the corner again* Sheepy: Cu: Yeah, yeah, sure, I can hit them. Sheepy: *Cu readies Gae Bolg* Arsé-kun: *As soon as the servants enter sight, Heracles tosses Cu. Combination Noble Phantasm: Boomelancer- Spinning Assault Blue Lancer!* Sheepy: Cu: I’M COMING FOR YOUR HEART! GAE….BOLG! *He launches Gae Bolg at the two!* Arsé-kun rolled a die. The die showed: 6 Arsé-kun rolled a die. The die showed: 6 Arsé-kun: *Izou is instantly impaled! Lance panics and veers to the side, but the Gae Bulg zips right after him! Two for two! Double kill!* Sheepy: Izou: AAAUGH!? AAAUUUGH! My heart! My heart! *He coughs up blood* Why!? He…he was laughing at me! He was laughing at me! Stop it…! Sheepy: Cu: *He sticks the landing, skidding to a stop.* Arsé-kun: Lance: *he whines, dropping the sword and looking down* Sheepy: Izou: *He’s clutching his chest, weakly clambering for his beloved sword upon hearing it drop.* Arsé-kun: *Herc lumbers over and plops a hand on Cu’s head. Good job, dog.* Sheepy: Cu: *He jumps a bit before understanding what the headpat means.* Hey, good job to you too, pal! *He flashes Herc a huge grin.* Arsé-kun: *Herc grins back!* Sheepy: Izou: *He pulls his sword close to himself before finally collapsing all together, blood pooling to the ground.* Arsé-kun: Lance: *he plops down next to Izou and pouts. Adult.* Sheepy: Satoru: Uncle Lance? Did he bully you? Arsé-kun: Lance: N… Non.. Sheepy: Satoru: He seems nice. Sheepy: Cu:….Uh, Pal, maybe wait for a bit to visit Lancelot, alright? Sheepy: Satoru: Did you know? He came in because he was going to steal me for ransom money. We came in to ask my parents about it but Cu started beating him up for some reason. Arsé-kun: Lance: …. mmmmhm. Arsé-kun: *And out comes Minako, absolutely beyond angry. Words she probably learned from Hyde are put to FANTASTIC use. Satoru, don’t listen.* Sheepy: Satoru: *He backs off. Angry people are scary.* Sheepy: Cu: Yo. Arsé-kun: Minako: What the fuck? Whose idea was this? *she kicks Herc in the shin. 0 damage. He ignores it entirely* Sheepy: Cu: Well, they were both equally in the wrong. Arsé-kun: Minako: Agh, forget it! You guys are on anti-Gil duty now! *she presses her seals and mutters under her breath. Lancelot is healed in exchange for three (3) command seals!* Sheepy: Cu: He’s your Servant. Sheepy: Cu: Not mine. Sheepy: Satoru: But what about my friend? Arsé-kun: Minako: If he comes after anybody in your half, it’s your problem– Huh? *she looks to Izou* I can pop a First Aid, but that’s about it..! Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. Arsé-kun: *And she casts first aid! It… Doesn’t help much* Sheepy: *Izou shivers some but doesn’t stand.* Sheepy: Cu: Well, now what? Sheepy: Satoru: I want to help. Arsé-kun: *Herc looks back at the house and activates his own Guts, like he expects something* Sheepy: Satoru: But how? Arsé-kun: Minako: Maybe he’ll join you? That’s how I got Jekyll.. *she’s watching the glitter. from Izou. we know what that means.* Sheepy: Satoru: *He slowly approaches Izou* Here, if you want to live, make a contract with me. Sheepy: Izou: *He clumsily reaches out and grabs Satoru’s outstretched hand. The contract has been made!* Arsé-kun: *and just like that, the glittering stops! .. Izou is still bleeding out, but his spirit origin is intact! And that’s what counts!* Sheepy: Izou: Aaaahhh… Heck, I didn’t mean to come out here and get a new Master! I’m just starving….! Arsé-kun: Minako: Then come in and chow down. At least, before someone else does! Sheepy: Izou: *He weakly stands, clenching his teeth.* Arsé-kun: *Lance just watches, with his not-red visor.* Arsé-kun: *Herc goes to help Lance up, but Lance pushes his hand away. So he grabs Lance by the ponytail before picking up Izou with his free arm. He is Helping!* Sheepy: Izou: Uh?! Sheepy: Izou: What are you doing? I can walk myself! Arsé-kun: *Herc ignores him. We know it’s ignorance because he looks somewhere else before starting to lumber back inside.* Sheepy: *Satoru follows behind Herc, Cu rushing after him in case Herc decides to back up for any reason.* Arsé-kun: *and Mink takes up the rear, not excited to see her other servants realizing she’s got no seals at the moment.* Arsé-kun: Hans: *he wasn’t there when they went outside. He showed up JUST to see what’s going on* We need more rat traps. Sheepy: Satoru: Hi, Andersen. Sheepy: Satoru: I made a new friend today. Sheepy: Satoru: He wanted to steal me away and hold my parents ransom so I came in to ask about that. Sheepy: Satoru: He joined me and then Cu started beating him up for some reason. Arsé-kun: Hans: I see this. Congratulations on your new dog. Do you want a repeat with you-know-who? That’s what it would lead to. *he shrugs* Sheepy: Satoru: I wouldn’t like that very much. Sheepy: Izou: Are you making fun of me…? Arsé-kun: Hans: Nope, but I can do that if you’d like. Free of charge. Sheepy: Izou: Don’t! I hate it when people make fun of me! Sheepy: Izou: They talk about stuff I don’t get and nobody ever explains it to me! They act all smart and then leave me out because I’m dumb. Sheepy: Izou: So if you make fun of me, I’ll cut you down! Arsé-kun: Hans: Brave of you to admit your own faults. How noble of you! But yes, I can understand that type of frustration. Sheepy: Izou:…Huh? Sheepy: Izou: *He tilts his head* …? Sheepy: Izou: I must not be fully sober, 'cause I thought you complimented me…no one ever does that! Arsé-kun: Hans: People nowadays try to insist they’re perfect, so someone freely admitting things they hate is refreshing! Do you want to get less sober? I can arrange for that! Arsé-kun: *hans is smirking. oh no.* Sheepy: Izou: Oh, oh man! This is paradise! I like it here! I get to have booze and people are nice to me!!! Sheepy: Izou: I knew that was the right trashcan to eat out of! Arsé-kun: Hans: *he glances up to Cu and just nods. He acknowledges you but has no insults for you. This is repeated for Herc. And then he kicks Lancelot.* You sad sack of shit, own up to your own behavior before I buy you a muzzle. Sheepy: Satoru: It’s okay, Uncle Lance. Everyone has their bad days. But if you get sad and do nothing about it, it won’t help anything. Sheepy: Satoru: Truly improving takes acknowledging your faults and working hard to fix them. That’s really hard to do but I believe in you. Arsé-kun: Lance: …. …. Did that first one already. Arsé-kun: Hans: Saber! *he raises his voice a notch* Come get your sad husband! He’s pouting on the carpets again! Sheepy: Bedi, from another room: That’s normal! I’m coming, Merlin!! Arsé-kun: Hans: …Not you! Unless your husband is a Berserker now? Sheepy: Bedi: No, he isn’t, sorry! Arsé-kun: Hans: Well, you’re up now! Please get the other Saber! Sheepy: Bedi: Okay, I’ll be right back! Sheepy: Tristan: *He walks in and plops down near Lancelot* You need to be beautiful to be sad all the time. Arsé-kun: Hans: Good god, why is everyone but the right person showing up? Sheepy: Tristan: I’m always the right person to go to. *He changes his position to a sexy pose* I’m that beautiful. Arsé-kun: *Herc moves out of the way for them* Sheepy: Bedi: I’m here too if you need me. Arsé-kun: Lance: *he looks up at them, goes to get up, and ends up back on his ass. pain hurts* Sheepy: *Guin comes over and sits down next to Lance* Sheepy: *Tristan changes his pose once more.*. Sheepy: Tristan: It’s hard being so perfect. Arsé-kun: Merlin: *he shows up in the doorway before diving and sliiiiiding over in a perfect French Girl pose* :D Sheepy: Tristan: Oh dear, it’s competition. Arsé-kun: Merlin: No, it’s Merlin! Arsé-kun: Hans: …. Lets move this somewhere else. *and he climbs onto Herc’s shoulder* Sheepy: Bedi:…Is this how we’re cheering him up…? Arsé-kun: Merlin: By being silly? Sure, why not? It’s effective more often than not! *he rolls over and extends a leg. he looks ridiculous. hes almost wrapped in his own hair. merlin* Sheepy: Bedi: W-well, if that’s the case- I will assist you as best as I can! Sheepy: Satoru: *He reaches to take Herc’s hand. Let’s walk together!* Arsé-kun: *Herc allows this, and waits for Minako to grab on before exiting scene* Arsé-kun: Hans: So… Were you going to tell us you used all of your seals? Arsé-kun: Minako: Nope! Sheepy: Satoru: Seals? Where? Sheepy: Satoru: I saw some at the zoo. Arsé-kun: *Mink holds up her hand for Satoru to see. Those red tattoos are mostly gone!* Sheepy: Satoru: You got the sharpie off. Arsé-kun: Minako: ’s not sharpie. It’s magic! They help keep servants under control, like HYDE… Sheepy: Satoru: Oh. Arsé-kun: Hans: So, we’re doomed for like 24 hours. Arsé-kun: Hans: … Not actually. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. Sheepy: Satoru: So the seals made Holmes stupid? Arsé-kun: Minako: Nope, that’s just him being special. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. Arsé-kun: Hans: The point that should be made here is that, if this is realized, some of us may begin to be obnoxious. I personally plan to be blackout drunk for the duration. Sheepy: Satoru: Why? Arsé-kun: Hans: To avoid it all and because I need a break. Sheepy: Satoru: That’s understandable. You work hard. Arsé-kun: Minako: And I’d allow it anyway! *she tries to reach up and pat Hans. Can’t reach.* I’m more worried about the other guys. Gil and Proto, anyway. Sheepy: Satoru: Why Proto? Arsé-kun: Minako: If he panics and spasms, it’s… Probably going to do damage. To Gil. Specifically. Arsé-kun: Minako: And by extension, KoGil might get hit. … Oh, but I don’t know if he’ll try anything. Sheepy: Satoru: Oh. Arsé-kun: Hans: The moral of the story is that some of us are on a tighter leash than yours. Without that leash, we don’t know what they’re going to do. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. Arsé-kun: Hans: You’re so okay with it. Master should take tips from you. Sheepy: Satoru: Why? Arsé-kun: Hans: *he sighs* She expects them to start fighting again the minute they realize it. I’ve seen it happen before, but we now have at least ten more meatshields. Sheepy: Satoru: Oh. Sheepy: Satoru: Dad is strong. Dad can help. Arsé-kun: Hans: And it would be great if he did. He is easily the best Liz-wrangler I’ve ever seen. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. I’ll ask him. Arsé-kun: Minako: Thanks! Sheepy: *Satoru heads off to find Vlad.* Arsé-kun: *Vlad is, of course, in the basement, finishing up on someone’s costume and kicking Carmilla off the table for the 15th time that hour* Sheepy: Satoru: *He walks over and sits down next to Vlad.* Arsé-kun: Vlad: Good evening. Who was screaming? Sheepy: Satoru: The guy eating out of our trashcan. He’s my friend now. Sheepy: Satoru: We came looking for you because he wanted to kidnap me for ransom money, but Cu beat him up. Sheepy: Satoru: It’s okay though. He’s better now. Arsé-kun: *Vlad contemplates this information. He’s not happy about it, but he also isn’t complaining* Sheepy: Satoru: Hercules has him currently. Arsé-kun: Vlad: …. I’ll have to meet him later, then. Sheepy: Satoru: Uhuh. Sheepy: Satoru: He was eating the meat from the back of the fridge. Sheepy: Satoru: He smells bad. Arsé-kun: Vlad: ….. … I’ll keep that in mind. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. Arsé-kun: Vlad: … So would you like your costume now or later? Sheepy: Satoru: Any time is fine. Arsé-kun: Vlad: If you so insist. *he removes a carefully folded bundle from under the table* Sheepy: Satoru: What’s that? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Your costume. Go ahead and unfold it. Sheepy: *Satoru does as suggested.* Arsé-kun: *it’s a copy of moriarty’s coat.. suit, thing! also, detailed schematics fall out of it.* Sheepy: Satoru: …….! Arsé-kun: Vlad: *he looks nervous for a moment, not sure what to make of Satoru’s silence* Arsé-kun: *Then he recalls who, exactly, he is dealing with.* Sheepy: *A huge smile spreads across his face! Satoru can smile???* Arsé-kun: Vlad: I’m glad you like it. Sheepy: Satoru: Yes. Thank you. Arsé-kun: Vlad: You’re very welcome. *he lightly pats Satoru’s head* Sheepy: Satoru: *He’s marvelling at the costume…* Arsé-kun: *Vlad is softly smiling. Satoru is so happy! He loves it.*

#13 #fate goes au #old bds content