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(pffft Zach is suffering greatly right now, keep talking about body horror, it'll be great)
(pffft Zach is suffering greatly right now, keep talking about body horror, it'll be great)
(🌟🌈✨~Seduce the rock~✨🌈🌟)
(The villainous bard rolled a 1.)
(Zach can moan and stuff now.)
(Barely understandable kinda stuff.)
She chuckled, “Oh, no. Gems don’t have genes. Well, there are groups, subgroups and the sort, like Quartzes. But no, it all depends on what you inject in the ground and where. I manipulated the small terrarium I created to get to where I am.”
(pfft nice)
Zach tried and tried again, and then FINALLY he was able to let out a low but audible screech. He was able to wiggle a bit too. With with success he tried harder and harder, not only to free himself, but also to try and interrupt the two. Where was this person, is she here? Can she pair up with Zach or something? He needed to know, but all his screams were rather small and short.
“How fascinating-“ he started to say as the rat man stated making noises. “Welcome back mouse,” he said. “Please do keep it down. I am in the company of a lovely lady and neither of us are in need of your pointless chatter.”
(oh goodness he's so angry cause he's meant to be the one hitting on the ladies, he's a dingus)
Actinolite snickered at the noises that Zach made. She seemed happy that someone finally understood her importance, considering she was the head scientist to her race’s rulers.
(Lmao)
“Yes the mouse is quite amusing isn’t it? Rather like-“ He cut himself short. “I do not mean to pry, but may I ask your age and life expectancy?”
Life expectancy? Is this goddamn criminal guy going to try and murder someone RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM? He moved a bit more and tried his best to squeal and shriek, but the only thing that really moved was the tip of his tail. God dangit his TAIL? He eventually realized that it WAS the criminal that froze him. Where were the ghosts? He needed power, and he needed it fast.
(returns from the void)
The blood-soaked man had had enough of watching the others wordlessly from the sidelines. "Hey," he said, stepping forward. "Who exactly is in charge here?"
Neirym smirked. “The mouse, supposedly.”
“My age?” She put a finger to her chin and thought, “Oh that’s tough. Roughly….8,000 years. I’ll live much longer though, don’t worry.” She waved her hand, “You seem to be about 6,000-7,000.” Actinolite pointed out, forgetting that organic beings had a much different life span.
(the mouse is in charge, and has built this mansion for himself and added ghost powers to make the multiple rooms, just to clarify)
Neirym grinned. “Good. I was about to comment on the amusing creatures mortals are.”
(gotcha)
"And the mouse brought us all here, or what? I sure as hell wasn't expecting a mansion when I walked into an abandoned barn." The man folded his arms. "And if we're here for a reason, I'd like to know that reason."
(ah, the mansion is at the centre of the universe, anyone can just interdimesionally waltz in, but villains are told about it's presence)
(I see, that makes sense)
“I’m so glad you agree! They’re so odd, but so fascinating! I’ve tried to dissect some, but my ‘snake’ kept eating them, the damn thing.”
(that's cool)
Rosaline pops out of wherever the heck she was earlier and walks up to the blood-covered man.
"Why are you covered in blood? What did you do? Was it enjoyable? And if I'm being honest, I don't know why we are here."
The man glanced at Rosaline as if sizing her up, before shrugging. "Got in a fight with some bandits. Can't say that it was really all that enjoyable, no. Who are you?"
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