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[Faulkner and Ollie arrive at the Wisterian Town Hall after being invited there early in the morning from a message from Ion. Ion greets them with a tense expression.]

[19:29:04] <[rp] Ion> well, thanks for coming folks

[Ollie rubs his eyes, he is deeply hungover.]

[19:29:06] <[rp] Ollie> wwhy the fuck are we here .

[Faulkner hangs close to Ollie, moving suddenly whenever Ollie stumbles.]

[19:29:31] <[rp] Ollie> where- where is Doc

[19:29:36] <[rp] Doc> Hm?

[Doc had been underneath the table, and hearing his name, stands up.]

[19:29:39] <[rp] Ollie> what the fuck

[19:29:21] <[rp] Ion> oh doc, you're here already? fantastic!

[19:29:31] <[rp] Faulkner> oh ew

[Ollie squints at Doc.]

[19:29:56] <[rp] Ollie> you look like shit

[Doc glares.]

[19:30:02] <[rp] Doc> I know

[Ion puts their hands together palm-to-palm]

[19:29:44] <[rp] Ion> I wanted to discuss our plans for revenge on corroded

[19:29:52] <[rp] Faulkner> revenge...?

[19:30:08] <[rp] Ion> we're all on the same page right?

[19:30:13] <[rp] Ollie> about what

[19:30:24] <[rp] Faulkner> we very much are not

[Doc blinks, before swiveling to Ion.]

[19:29:52] <[rp] Doc> You- I have something for you

[He produces a book from his pocket.]

[19:29:58] <[rp] Doc> It's from Prince.

[19:30:04] <[rp] Faulkner> ew

[Doc crosses the room and hands Ion the book.]

[19:30:27] <[rp] Ion> whats this

[19:30:34] <[rp] Ollie> a book

[Ollie blinks slowly, almost like it hurts.]

[19:30:39] <[rp] Ollie> i think.

[19:30:41] <[rp] Ion> from who?

[Doc shakes his head.]

[19:30:40] <[rp] Doc> I don't know, it's from prince

[19:30:45] <[rp] Ion> prince?

[19:30:47] <[rp] Ion> when?

[Doc winces in pain, and takes a seat at the table. His arm seems stiff.]

[19:30:57] <[rp] Doc> Today- this morning. I think.

[19:31:13] <[rp] Doc> I recieved many books, one was for you

[Ollie takes a seat at the table across from Doc.]

[19:31:02] <[rp] Ollie> for fucks sake cant that cat leave us alone

[19:31:08] <[rp] Ollie> why cant he go and die or something

[Faulkner doesn’t sit, but instead stands restlessly behind Ollie. Scales have begun to grow on his neck and fingers, and dark fur grows up his arms.]

[19:31:47] <[rp] Faulkner> I am very tired of the "malfaction" people

[The group waits in silence as Ion reads through the book. Doc rubs his face with his good hand. His hair is messy and his clothes look wrinkled. His movements are shaky, and he looks like he hasn’t slept.]

[19:32:40] <[rp] Doc> Prince did die, I believe that's part of the issue

[19:32:48] <[rp] Faulkner> He what

[19:32:56] <[rp] Ollie> that's no big deal

[19:33:09] <[rp] Ollie> I died. I think

[19:33:16] <[rp] Faulkner> You did

[19:33:18] <[rp] Ollie> I don't actaully .know

[19:33:27] <[rp] Faulkner> Explosion

[Ion looks up from the book.]

[19:32:43] <[rp] Ion> i don't understand

[19:32:49] <[rp] Ion> Prince is fine?

[19:32:59] <[rp] Doc> Well now I'm confused too

[19:33:37] <[rp] Ion> He also mentioned how corroded were behind the explosions, which is what i'm here about

[19:33:46] <[rp] Ollie> I bet that explosion wasn't even cool

[Doc’s sculked arm twitches. Doc’s eyes widen, and he reaches over with his good arm to hold it still.]

[19:34:12] <[rp] Ollie> wow wait THEY exploded the place??

[Doc speaks quickly.]

[19:34:21] <[rp] Doc> Yes, they admitted to it later

[19:34:27] <[rp] Ollie> wwow

[19:34:46] <[rp] Ion> I don't know how else to explain it, but I really feel a hatred towards those desert folk right now

[19:34:57] <[rp] Ion> I want to do something back

[19:35:08] <[rp] Ion> I was hoping you lot would help me

[19:35:26] <[rp] Ion> I'm not experienced in revenge you see

[Doc’s arm jerks upwards, surprising everyone at the table. The hand shoots out from under his sleeve and begins to move on its own. It stretches and manipulates the fingers, before all of the fingers splay out, and in the center of Doc’s palm a spike of bone begins to break through the skin. He snatches it back with his other arm and pulls it to his chest. He winces in pain, but doesn’t make any more movement than that.]

[Ollie looks at Doc’s arm with confusion.]

[19:35:35] <[rp] Ollie> I don;t know if im seeing shit cuz im really ffucked up or what -

[Faulkner flicks his ears back in surprise and disgust. Ollie shrugs, snorting, he looks back at Ion.]

[19:35:58] <[rp] Ollie> anyway, I don't care about shit, if you wanna get back at the corroded guys, im with you

[19:36:16] <[rp] Ion> brilliant! any ideas?

[19:36:50] <[rp] Ollie> might be bad for the peace treaty but ...since tthey blew us up I think its fair game

[19:36:58] <[rp] Ion> absolutely!

[Faulkner leans over to Ollie as Doc’s arm begins to fight against him.]

[19:36:47] <[rp] Faulkner> I think there is something even more wrong with Doc

[Doc’s arm pulls free and slams down into the center of the table, wrenching Doc against the table surface with it. Doc lets out a grunt in pain.]

[19:37:22] <[rp] Ion> holy smokes what's happening there

[In the center of Doc’s palm, the spike of bone begins to grow. It melts like candle wax, oozing out of Doc’s palm as it begins to form what looks like a small sculk shrieker. The substance molds and hardens, completely covering the shrieker. Somewhat muffled, it begins to make a sound.]

[Ollie leans back.]

[19:37:24] <[rp] Ollie> wait so its not jjust my vision fucking with me

[Doc manages to grapple for his sword with his other hand.]

[19:37:34] <[rp] Ion> doc?

[There’s a sound emanating from the shrieker. It grows louder and louder before the surface of the shrieker cracks, revealing a thin membrane covering the shrieker’s external surface. The voice comes through clear now.]

[19:37:38] <[rp] Doc's Arm> HEY. IS THIS THING ON?

[19:37:46] <[rp] Doc's Arm> TEST. TEST. 1 2 3.

[Everyone shouts in disbelief as Prince’s voice begins to speak through Doc’s arm.]

[19:37:46] <[rp] Ollie> HHUH

[Faulkner draws his crossbow.]

[19:37:47] <[rp] Faulkner> what the FUCK

[Doc angles his sword over the shrieker and stabs the blade down into the center of it.]

[19:37:47] <[rp] Doc> NO.

[19:37:51] <[rp] Ion> huh

[Ollie covers their mouth, and Faulkner lowers the crossbow to rush to Ollie’s aid.]

[19:37:53] <[rp] Ollie> im ggoing to throw u.p

[Ion recoils back as Doc continues to repeatedly stab his hand, the fingers wiggling wildly.]

[19:38:02] <[rp] Ion> I don't understand

[19:38:30] <[rp] Ion> um does this often happen?

[Faulkner stands in front of Ollie and pushes him back.]

[Doc’s arm begins to sputter.]

[19:38:07] <[rp] Doc's Arm> OUAGH WAHG

[19:38:11] <[rp] Doc's Arm> HEY STOP

[Doc brings down the sword again and again.]

[19:38:14] <[rp] Doc> NO

[19:38:15] <[rp] Doc's Arm> HEY HEY HEY STOP

[19:38:31] <[rp] Doc's Arm> YOU GET RID OF THIS, I CAN GET YOUR LEG BUDDY

[19:38:36] <[rp] Doc's Arm> STOP

[Ollie blinks slowly, face pale.]

[19:38:32] <[rp] Ollie> is .this some fuckedu p dream im having

[19:38:43] <[rp] Ollie> im hearing shit im

[Faulkner chances a glance back at Ollie.]

[19:38:59] <[rp] Faulkner> I'm hearing it too. Unfortunately

[The arm screams.]

[19:38:49] <[rp] Doc's Arm> ITS A MERCY IM NOT SPREADING MORE SO STOP

[Doc removes the sword finally, tossing it aside. He breathes heavily.]

[19:39:13] <[rp] Doc's Arm> JEEZ.

[Doc sits back down in the chair, and the arms raises itself off the table. It moves upright, the fingers contorting around the sculk shrieker in the palm like the lips of a mouth.]

[19:39:05] <[rp] Ion> Is there something we can do?

[Ollie covers his face with his hands.]

[19:39:48] <[rp] Ollie> mmake it STOP . WHAT IS THAT !!!!

[19:39:16] <[rp] Ion> maybe chop it off…

[Doc, out of breath: ]

[19:39:25] <[rp] Doc> Maybe

[Faulkner’s eyes flicks over with a secondary eyelid. His pupils have become slitted and reptilian, and the fur now grows up its neck. The scales are now growing up its arms. They growl.]

[19:39:37] <[rp] Faulkner> I can do that

[The fingers of Doc’s arm open and close as it speaks.]

[19:39:36] <[rp] Doc's Arm> YOU TOUCH THIS ARM AND WORSE THINGS WILL COME FORTH

[19:40:08] <[rp] Doc> When Prince came to my house he infected it- and then it started infecting my arm

[19:40:20] <[rp] Doc> And now it's doing this

[19:39:51] <[rp] Doc's Arm> IM NOT SPREADING MORE BECAUSE IM BEING *NICE*

[19:39:56] <[rp] Ion> i mean its only that skulk stuff, and prince is fine

[19:40:03] <[rp] Ion> right?

[19:40:10] <[rp] Doc's Arm> HEYA ION. NICE TO HEAR FROM YA

[Ion blinks in surprise.]

[19:40:17] <[rp] Ion> wha

[Faulkner’s ears press against its head, overwhelmed by everything going on, and the intense shouting coming from Doc’s arm.]

[19:40:26] <[rp] Doc's Arm> OILY. FUCKNER.

[19:40:32] <[rp] Ion> I

[19:40:35] <[rp] Ion> hmm

[Ollie covers his ears.]

[19:40:34] <[rp] Ollie> PRINCE

[19:40:38] <[rp] Ollie> YOU PIECE OF SHIT

[19:40:44] <[rp] Doc's Arm> WHAT

[19:40:48] <[rp] Doc's Arm> WHAT'D I DO

[19:40:51] <[rp] Ollie> SHUT UP !!! MY HHEAD FUCKING HURTS YOU DICK

[19:40:58] <[rp] Doc's Arm> OH

[One of the fingers extends and taps the membrane. There are some crackling noises on the other end.]

[19:41:03] <[rp] Doc's Arm> is this. Better

[Faulkner growls.]

[19:41:08] <[rp] Faulkner> no

[Prince laughs like he didn’t hear that.]

[19:41:13] <[rp] Doc's Arm> sorry. had to adjust the volume settings on this thing

[19:41:19] <[rp] Ollie> could you do me a favor and shut up

[Ollie looks around the room, trying to see where Prince might be hiding.]

[19:41:24] <[rp] Ollie> where.whereever you are-

[19:41:31] <[rp] Doc's Arm> oh im everywhere

[19:41:45] <[rp] Doc's Arm> i can shut up for a bit tho

[19:41:49] <[rp] Ollie> yes

[19:41:51] <[rp] Ollie> please do that

[19:41:53] <[rp] Doc's Arm> ur important to ceph

[19:41:58] <[rp] Ollie> im what

[19:41:59] <[rp] Doc's Arm> so ill be nice

[19:42:18] <[rp] Doc's Arm> shutting up!

[Doc’s arm makes strange bubblings and schurpling noises as the sculk shrieker melts back into his hand. The skin seals behind it, like there was never something there in the first place.]

[Ion finally finds the confidence to step forward from where they had pressed up against the wall.]

[19:41:33] <[rp] Ion> This is weird right? this is abnormal, even for this server?

[19:41:47] <[rp] Ollie> this is Not Norma;l

[Doc looks down at the sculk arm with disgust.]

[19:41:54] <[rp] Doc> It's certainly not normal by my standards. I am living in hell

[Faulkner’s lip twitches, revealing sharp canines underneath.]

[19:42:12] <[rp] Faulkner> I don't like this

[19:42:13] <[rp] Ion> if we chopped it off, would it still be sentient?

[19:42:21] <[rp] Doc> I don't know.

[19:42:28] <[rp] Ollie> Doc are you okay with having a robotic arm

[Ollie waves his hand at it, also trying to keep his gaze averted.]

[19:43:23] <[rp] Ollie> ccut it off . easy

[19:42:33] <[rp] Faulkner> Can we just throw out all of Doc actually

[Ollie snorts a laugh.]

[19:42:41] <[rp] Ollie> true

[19:42:47] <[rp] Ollie> what hthe ufck

[Doc breathes heavily, and Ion tilts their head towards him with concern.]

[19:42:59] <[rp] Ion> Doc are you back with us?

[19:43:05] <[rp] Doc> I'm not trying to stay here, I am actively trying to leave. But now my own arm is holding me hostage.

[19:43:15] <[rp] Ion> ah

[Faulkner looks away from Doc’s arm, trying not to gag, but stays standing in front of Ollie..]

[19:43:20] <[rp] Faulkner> Can you leave faster

[19:43:55] <[rp] Ollie> if i throw up its Prince's fault, by the way.

[19:44:17] <[rp] Faulkner> If you do throw up please do not do it on me

[19:44:27] <[rp] Ollie> Im. trying not to okay

[Doc continues his answer to Ion as Ollie and Faulkner interrupt.]

[19:43:28] <[rp] Doc> Not with this happening, no.

[19:43:36] <[rp] Ion> why not?

[19:44:04] <[rp] Doc> It's taking my energy. I never stay awake for too long. And I wake up in strange places.

[19:44:19] <[rp] Ollie> you What

[19:45:56] <[rp] Ion> doc, would you like it off?

[19:44:58] <[rp] Ollie> okay Doc- if you're losing control over your body then-

[19:45:05] <[rp] Ollie> IM NOT CUTTINH OFF YOUR ARM

[19:45:10] <[rp] Ollie> have someone else ddo it

[19:45:21] <[rp] Ollie> i can't even .open my eyes properly right now

[Ollie finally just closes his eyes, and leans against the back of the chair.]

[19:44:36] <[rp] Ion> well, i've never chopped off a limb before but im sure its not that hard

[Faulkner summons his axe, and it appears in a shimmer of starlight.]

[19:44:43] <[rp] Faulkner> Its not

[Doc moves his sculked arm under the table. He nods to Faulkner's axe, shaking his head.]

[19:44:53] <[rp] Doc> I can direct you through a proper amputation

[Doc’s arm whips out from under the table as the shrieker speaker reappears.]

[19:45:01] <[rp] Doc's Arm> don't chop it!!

[19:45:14] <[rp] Doc's Arm> no!

[19:45:19] <[rp] Doc's Arm> this is a mercy

[19:45:42] <[rp] Doc's Arm> if you chop it off, there will be dire consequences

[Ollie opens a single eye.]

[19:45:52] <[rp] Ollie> like what

[19:45:52] <[rp] Doc's Arm> so i implore you, dont.

[Ollie closes their eye.]

[19:45:54] <[rp] Ollie> bitch

[19:46:01] <[rp] Faulkner> Like dire for Doc or

[19:45:58] <[rp] Ollie> fucker

[19:46:04] <[rp] Doc's Arm> oh i dont know... your own personal deep dark biome?

[Ollie throws up his arms, eyes still closed.]

[19:46:15] <[rp] Ollie> what does that Mean

[19:46:24] <[rp] Doc's Arm> just kiss some weed dude

[19:46:29] <[rp] Doc's Arm> its in the gospel that i wrote up

[The arm gestures to them.]

[19:46:32] <[rp] Doc's Arm> doc, give it to em

[Ollie grips the table.]

[19:46:33] <[rp] Ollie> what is ggoing ON

[19:46:48] <[rp] Ollie> maybe im still drunk

[19:47:04] <[rp] Faulkner> if you're drunk then so am I

[Doc sighs, he pulls out more books from his coat.]

[19:46:45] <[rp] Doc> He wrote more books

[19:46:50] <[rp] Ion> more books!

[19:46:53] <[rp] Ollie> huh

[19:47:03] <[rp] Ion> the gospel?

[19:47:12] <[rp] Doc> I don't know, they just showed up

[Doc hands out books to everyone. Ollie opens one to read, or at least, try to. Faulkner reads the book and frowns deeply. Ion looks up from the copy she was reading.]

[19:47:29] <[rp] Ion> kiss a warden? is that pleasant?

[19:47:45] <[rp] Doc> Probably- probably not. I don't know

[19:47:42] <[rp] Doc's Arm> it is! if youre sneaky enough

[19:47:52] <[rp] Doc's Arm> they get flustered so easily

[Ollie looks up from the book, face deeply disturbed.]

[19:47:47] <[rp] Ollie> Prince

[19:48:01] <[rp] Doc's Arm> yes?

[19:47:51] <[rp] Ollie> listen to me closely

[19:48:01] <[rp] Ollie> don't .ever call ceph

[19:48:04] <[rp] Ollie> your dad

[19:48:16] <[rp] Doc's Arm> why

[19:48:23] <[rp] Doc's Arm> they are my dad though

[19:48:37] <[rp] Ollie> they arent

[19:48:39] <[rp] Ollie> get help

[19:48:42] <[rp] Doc's Arm> they are!

[19:48:44] <[rp] Ollie> also stop being in doc's arm

[19:48:49] <[rp] Ollie> i guess

[Doc nods at the sculked arm.]

[19:48:54] <[rp] Doc> I would really like my arm back

[The arm waves in a “no problem” motion.]

[19:49:02] <[rp] Doc's Arm> again, its a mercy that its Only his arm

[The arm turns to Doc, shaking its “head”.]

[19:49:03] <[rp] Doc's Arm> sheesh

[19:49:11] <[rp] Doc's Arm> learn to compromise

[19:49:12] <[rp] Doc's Arm> smh

[Ollie sets the book down.]

[19:49:15] <[rp] Ollie> but most importantly you need a better father figure

[19:49:16] <[rp] Ollie> like

[They point to something out the window.]

[19:49:19] <[rp] Ollie> that tree outside

[19:49:23] <[rp] Ollie> that would be better

[Doc’s arm waves the statement away.]

[19:49:29] <[rp] Doc's Arm> oily. dont be silly!

[Ollie grips the table again.]

[19:49:38] <[rp] Ollie> IM NOT OILY

[19:49:32] <[rp] Doc's Arm> ceph's not my father

[19:49:36] <[rp] Doc's Arm> he's my dad

[Ollie screams up at the roof of the building.]

[19:49:43] <[rp] Ollie> THOSE AARE THE SAME THINGS!!

[19:49:47] <[rp] Doc's Arm> theyre NOT

[He grabs his face.]

[19:49:45] <[rp] Ollie> im sick

[Doc’s arm taps his chin, and Doc recoils away, trying to keep the arm as far away from him as possible.]

[19:49:59] <[rp] Doc's Arm> my sister once told me that my dad and father is different

[Ollie grits his teeth at the arm.]

[19:50:09] <[rp] Ollie> Faulkner cut his arm off

[Faulkner’s fur is bristling, the fur and scales continue to become much more apparent.]

[19:50:46] <[rp] Faulkner> I'm not sure I want to be involved in this

[Ollie turns to look at Faulkner and notices with dread how far the scales and fur have spread.]

[19:51:19] <[rp] Ollie> uhm- its okay I think Ion will do it

[Ion summons their “hache”, which drops into their hands aided by golden threads that vanish as Ion touches the handle.]

[19:50:10] <[rp] Ion> I am absolutely willing to use my hache for arm chopping purposes doc. Just say when

[19:50:17] <[rp] Ollie> Ion Do It

[The arm whips forward.]

[19:50:16] <[rp] Doc's Arm> again!

[19:50:22] <[rp] Doc's Arm> dire consequences!

[19:50:30] <[rp] Ion> wait

[19:50:38] <[rp] Ion> this is prince right?

[19:50:42] <[rp] Doc's Arm> yeah

[19:50:49] <[rp] Doc's Arm> part of him at least

[19:50:45] <[rp] Ion> if you can do this

[19:50:55] <[rp] Ion> can you help me get revenge on corroded?

[The arm pulls against Doc’s chest, where it’s becoming increasingly clear that the arm is sapping strength and power from Doc, as he sways slightly, eyes unfocused.]

[19:51:13] <[rp] Doc's Arm> oh! dear sweet ion, i never thought youd ask!

[19:51:21] <[rp] Ion> you will?

[19:51:26] <[rp] Doc's Arm> oh of course!

[19:51:34] <[rp] Doc's Arm> they blew up the wedding!

[19:51:53] <[rp] Doc's Arm> they blew up ceph's wedding! and punk! and pyrite!

[19:52:03] <[rp] Ion> Its true!

[19:51:57] <[rp] Doc's Arm> that's inexcusable!

[19:52:09] <[rp] Ion> thank you!

[Ion gestures to Doc.]

[19:52:35] <[rp] Ion> see I thought doc would at least be indignant about his wedding getting exploded

[Doc reacts to his name being spoken.]

[19:52:46] <[rp] Doc> Wha- what's happening

[Faulkner grips his crossbow tightly. It’s loaded with rockets. He mutters.]

[19:53:12] <[rp] Faulkner> I don't like this

[Ollie speaks up.]

[19:52:51] <[rp] Ollie> maybe you should, get out of Doc's arm

[19:52:38] <[rp] Ollie> what could you even do Prince, you're an arm

[19:52:51] <[rp] Doc's Arm> im not just an arm oily, dont be silly

[19:53:02] <[rp] Ollie> don't call me oily

[19:53:10] <[rp] Doc's Arm> isnt your name oily?

[19:53:14] <[rp] Faulkner> No

[19:53:19] <[rp] Ollie> it's not

[19:53:19] <[rp] Doc's Arm> wait, really?

[19:53:24] <[rp] Doc's Arm> what is it then

[19:53:25] <[rp] Ollie> no!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[19:53:30] <[rp] Ollie> Ollie!!!!!!!!!

[19:53:37] <[rp] Doc's Arm> ohhhh ollie...

[19:53:40] <[rp] Doc's Arm> okay. yeah

[Ollie sighs with relief.]

[19:54:04] <[rp] Ollie> finally.

[Faulkner leans over to Ollie.]

[19:55:05] <[rp] Faulkner> why are you entertaining this

[Ollie leans back.]

[19:55:37] <[rp] Ollie> i just want .to go home as soon as possible

[Ollie temples his fingers and looks between the two.]

[19:54:13] <[rp] Ollie> anyway okay do you have any ideas

[19:54:17] <[rp] Ollie> for Ion's revenge

[19:54:20] <[rp] Doc's Arm> oh! wardens

[19:54:24] <[rp] Doc's Arm> flood corroded with em

[19:54:28] <[rp] Ollie> of course.

[19:54:29] <[rp] Ion> kissable wardens?

[19:54:33] <[rp] Ollie> what

[19:54:34] <[rp] Doc's Arm> of course!

[19:54:37] <[rp] Ollie> what

[19:54:58] <[rp] Ion> how would that hurt corroded?

[19:55:07] <[rp] Ion> they sound like nice blokes

[19:55:29] <[rp] Doc's Arm> well, the problem is that kissable wardens really hate certain people if you told them to hate them

[19:55:38] <[rp] Ion> ah

[19:55:45] <[rp] Doc's Arm> ill just tell them that and theyll go apeshit

[19:55:47] <[rp] Ion> they want revenge too

[19:55:50] <[rp] Doc's Arm> yea!

[19:55:55] <[rp] Ion> great!

[19:56:03] <[rp] Doc's Arm> awesome!

[Ollie furrows his eyebrows.]

[19:56:05] <[rp] Ollie> you guys are skipping over an important detail

[19:56:10] <[rp] Ion> oh?

[19:56:12] <[rp] Doc's Arm> ya, what is it ollie

[19:56:20] <[rp] Ollie> how will you get the fucking wardens onto corroded in the first place

[19:56:24] <[rp] Ollie> wouldnt that be. incredibly hard

[19:56:35] <[rp] Faulkner> depends

[The arm chuckles.]

[19:56:31] <[rp] Doc's Arm> oh ye of little faith

[19:56:42] <[rp] Ollie> and also wouldnt it be likelly they find out before we get the wardens there or some sshit

[19:56:52] <[rp] Doc's Arm> nope!

[19:56:55] <[rp] Ion> Where does one even find a warden?

[19:57:23] <[rp] Doc's Arm> oh theyre everywhere

[19:57:27] <[rp] Ollie> you're an arm

[19:57:13] <[rp] Doc's Arm> i have some tricks up my sleeve colon-three

[19:57:28] <[rp] Faulkner> what the fuck does colon-three mean

[19:57:35] <[rp] Ollie> I Dont Know

[19:57:36] <[rp] Faulkner> do I even want to know

[19:57:37] <[rp] Ion> three colons?

[19:57:44] <[rp] Ollie> I still think tihs isnt real

[The arm shakes its “head”.]

[19:58:01] <[rp] Doc's Arm> just write down colon-three in a book or something

[19:58:10] <[rp] Doc's Arm> a colon and a three

[Faulkner’s ears continue to press against the sides of its head.]

[19:58:11] <[rp] Faulkner> I don't think we are sharing a dream right now. My dreams are usually nicer

[Ollie sighs wistfully.]

[19:58:22] <[rp] Ollie> my dreams are usually worse.

[19:58:24] <[rp] Faulkner> Less people I hate

[Doc, sadly: ]

[19:58:33] <[rp] Doc> This is not a dream, unfortunately

[Ollie looks back to the arm.]

[19:58:30] <[rp] Ollie> anyway Prince you make no sense

[19:58:38] <[rp] Doc's Arm> what part of it doesnt make sense??

[19:58:39] <[rp] Ollie> but I do not care enough to ask more

[19:58:41] <[rp] Ion> hmm, well was there anything else to be discussed? Revenge plan is a go, and doc seems to be a lost cause im afraid

[19:58:58] <[rp] Ion> is there somewhere he can be put maybe?

[19:59:01] <[rp] Ollie> I'll do as little as possible to help

[19:59:09] <[rp] Ion> oh

[19:59:11] <[rp] Faulkner> Agreed

[19:59:16] <[rp] Doc> I was just going to go home.

[19:59:19] <[rp] Ion> did you not want revenge?

[19:59:33] <[rp] Ollie> oh I do, but getting wardens sounds. really hard

[Faulkner points their crossbow at Ion.]

[19:59:41] <[rp] Ion> woah hey

[Ollie grins.]

[19:59:48] <[rp] Ollie> if you need explosives tho, I'd love to help out

[19:59:53] <[rp] Doc's Arm> ollie. getting wardens is really. u just have skill issues

[19:59:58] <[rp] Doc's Arm> really. easy

[20:00:03] <[rp] Doc's Arm> forgot the easy part

[20:00:17] <[rp] Doc's Arm> shesh i really forgot how to speak

[20:00:08] <[rp] Ollie> shut up youre still just an arm

[Ion tries to push the tip of the crossbow away, but Faulkner continues to level it.]

[20:00:10] <[rp] Ion> um

[20:00:13] <[rp] Ion> friends?

[20:00:21] <[rp] Faulkner> I have no interest in this "revenge" plot and would suggest you back up

[20:00:34] <[rp] Ollie> Faulkner maybe put the rockets away-

[20:00:41] <[rp] Ion> I

[Faulkner flicks a glance towards Ollie.]

[20:00:49] <[rp] Faulkner> I'd rather not

[The arm speaks up. It tugs Doc towards Ion.]

[20:00:50] <[rp] Doc's Arm> its fine ion

[20:00:57] <[rp] Doc's Arm> if they dont want to help out, its fine!

[20:01:06] <[rp] Doc's Arm> we can do it on our own!

[20:01:22] <[rp] Ion> it's true, you seem like you have a lot of reach anyway prince

[20:01:28] <[rp] Doc's Arm> mhm!

[20:01:18] <[rp] Doc's Arm> maybe doc'll help. idk. be a witness to it

[The arm successfully manages to tug Doc over to Ion.]

[20:01:29] <[rp] Ollie> I can be a witness to it

[Ion and the arm don’t seem to notice what Ollie said, and instead, shake hands.]

[20:01:39] <[rp] Ion> I look forward to it :)

[20:01:30] <[rp] Doc> Do what?

[20:01:41] <[rp] Doc's Arm> the revenge plan doc, keep up

[Doc groans.]

[20:01:56] <[rp] Doc> You're taking all my energy, I can barely keep myself conscious

[20:02:16] <[rp] Doc's Arm> literally if you take better care of yourself, i wouldnt be sapping ur energy

[20:02:28] <[rp] Doc's Arm> im on low power mode bucko

[Ollie speaks up to be heard.]

[20:02:28] <[rp] Ollie> wow roast

[20:02:42] <[rp] Doc's Arm> if i was on full battery id be fine

[20:02:52] <[rp] Ollie> what would that even entail

[20:02:40] <[rp] Doc> I can't take care of myself like this

[20:02:55] <[rp] Doc's Arm> just. stick your hand in some sensors and ill get charged up

[20:03:05] <[rp] Doc's Arm> and you can get your own energy and nutrients back

[Ollie, Faulkner, and Doc all look disturbed at the idea of doing that.]

[20:03:15] <[rp] Ollie> Do Not Do That

[20:03:16] <[rp] Doc> That sounds unpleasant

[Ion leans over to try and get the arm’s attention.]

[20:03:23] <[rp] Ion> oh one thing. Prince. I saw your body? dead? in an underground room. what happened there?

[20:03:28] <[rp] Ollie> wait

[20:03:32] <[rp] Ollie> body

[20:03:31] <[rp] Ollie> Prince died

[20:03:30] <[rp] Doc's Arm> oh i ascended

[20:03:32] <[rp] Faulkner> You what

[20:03:33] <[rp] Ollie> WHAT

[20:03:38] <[rp] Ion> ascended?

[20:03:41] <[rp] Faulkner> Uhm

[20:03:48] <[rp] Doc's Arm> im a god now colon-three

[20:03:56] <[rp] Doc's Arm> or equivalent to one at the very least

[Ollie shouts.]

[20:03:59] <[rp] Ollie> WHAT DOES COLON THREE MEAN!!!!!!!!

[20:04:29] <[rp] Ion> gods are very powerful though, so that's an improvement surely

[20:04:35] <[rp] Doc's Arm> of course!

[20:04:44] <[rp] Ollie> you are Just an Arm

[20:04:48] <[rp] Ollie> you dont even have your own body

[20:04:53] <[rp] Ollie> opposite of a god, I think

[The arm makes a dismissive motion at Ollie.]

[20:04:45] <[rp] Doc's Arm> because of it i can do this type of shit now!

[The arm contorts, moving and shaking. It displays smooth motion now, completely controlled without Doc’s aid. The rest of Doc’s body seems to be moving not under his own control, as well, just not as apparent.]

[Faulkner presses itself against Ollie. Much of its arms are covered in scales and fur, along with some of it's cheeks.]

[20:05:05] <[rp] Ollie> what the ufck

[20:05:18] <[rp] Doc's Arm> i do got a body, ollie

[20:05:18] <[rp] Ion> can you posess anyone’s arm?

[20:05:26] <[rp] Ollie> dont ASK THAT

[20:05:21] <[rp] Doc's Arm> nah

[20:05:28] <[rp] Doc's Arm> doc's was just convenient

[Doc regains control and uses his arm to pin down the sculked arm.]

[20:05:37] <[rp] Doc's Arm> OOF!

[20:05:39] <[rp] Ollie> yikes

[Faulkner growls deeply.]

[20:06:01] <[rp] Ion> i have to say, this is more than a little eerie to watch

[20:06:09] <[rp] Ollie> this is gross

[Doc speaks through his gritted teeth.]

[20:05:42] <[rp] Doc> Stop wriggling around

[20:05:47] <[rp] Doc's Arm> okay okay i wont do that anymore, sheesh

[Doc nods slowly.]

[20:06:37] <[rp] Faulkner> Can we leave. I think we have seen enough of whatever... this is

[Faulkner gestures vaguely to Doc’s whole thing.]

[20:06:50] <[rp] Ion> I suppose we covered everything

[20:07:01] <[rp] Doc's Arm> seems like it!

[Ollie looks at Faulkner with concern.]

[20:07:05] <[rp] Ollie> yeah I think ..it's best we leave soon

[20:07:17] <[rp] Ollie> good luck Ion

[20:07:28] <[rp] Ollie> I hope you get your revenge soon

[20:07:32] <[rp] Ollie> and that it feels nice

[20:07:31] <[rp] Doc's Arm> well, if any of you want to speak to me, ill be at doc's arm

[Faulkner snorts at the arm.]

[20:07:19] <[rp] Faulkner> Awful meeting. See you never again I hope

[Ion turns to the arm.]

[20:07:22] <[rp] Ion> prince, are we able to discuss this face to face sometime? that arm thing is a little freaky

[20:07:32] <[rp] Doc's Arm> oh!

[20:07:34] <[rp] Doc's Arm> uhhh

[The arm nods.]

[20:07:47] <[rp] Doc's Arm> sure sure, my mansion should still be hospitable to non-sculk constructs

[Ollie stands from the chair, and grabs Faulkner’s arm to hold onto as he stumbles.]

[20:07:49] <[rp] Ollie> Doc i hope you get that arm Unfucked and also you get out of here soon

[20:07:56] <[rp] Doc> Me too

[20:07:59] <[rp] Faulkner> Please

[20:08:16] <[rp] Doc> I'm just one person. It's slow.

[Ion stretches and sighs, he looks exhausted.]

[20:09:06] <[rp] Ion> in the meantime im having a nap, I haven't slept since the wedding. bye!

[20:09:15] <[rp] Doc's Arm> oh! bye ion!!

[Ion trots off towards home, looking satisfied.]

[Ollie addresses the arm.]

[20:08:20] <[rp] Ollie> Prince i doubt i ever want to speak, or even look again at you so!

[20:08:38] <[rp] Faulkner> Agreed

[20:08:50] <[rp] Ollie> Farewell, or whatever

[20:08:46] <[rp] Doc's Arm> well what if i brought you a gift? like some cookies or cake?

[20:08:53] <[rp] Ollie> no

[20:08:56] <[rp] Ollie> maybe.

[20:09:15] <[rp] Faulkner> Do not come to our house.

[20:09:26] <[rp] Ollie> yeah definitely dont come to our house

[20:08:59] <[rp] Doc's Arm> we can smoke weed together and snort alcohol

[20:09:11] <[rp] Ollie> you shouldnt snort alcohol

[20:09:18] <[rp] Ollie> unless you want your nose to burn

[20:09:20] <[rp] Doc> You shouldn't snort anything.

[20:09:21] <[rp] Doc's Arm> oh right

[20:09:26] <[rp] Doc's Arm> thats cocaine isnt it

[20:09:32] <[rp] Doc's Arm> we could also drink alcohol if you want

[20:09:37] <[rp] Doc's Arm> coupla brewskis

[20:09:41] <[rp] Doc's Arm> out on the porch

[Ollie looks to Faulkner, and Faulkner turns to leave. They both head out back towards home, the arm continues addressing just Doc, who remains.]

[20:09:50] <[rp] Doc's Arm> talking about everything and nothing

[20:09:59] <[rp] Doc's Arm> faulkner could be there as well

[Doc leans his head on the table, exhausted.]

[20:10:23] <[rp] Doc's Arm> it would be awesome though!

[20:10:26] <[rp] Doc> You know they left. Right.

[20:10:31] <[rp] Doc's Arm> beer and some steak yknow- oh

[The hand stops talking.]

[20:10:36] <[rp] Doc's Arm> well i dont have eyes

[20:10:51] <[rp] Doc's Arm> so.

[20:10:57] <[rp] Doc> They left when they stopped responding

[20:11:11] <[rp] Doc's Arm> i thought they were just in silent gratitude!

[20:11:42] <[rp] Doc's Arm> jeez, eye think that they should have taken my offer

[20:11:53] <[rp] Doc's Arm> get it

[20:12:03] <[rp] Doc's Arm> anywho, you know what youre job is, angel

[Doc growls under his arms.]

[20:12:08] <[rp] Doc> Don't call me that

[20:12:19] <[rp] Doc's Arm> make them pray colon-three

[The shrieker speaker melts into Doc’s arm, and Doc winces as the skin closes up behind it. Doc’s face is lined with exhaustion, but he manages to limp upstairs to write two letters destined for Corroded.]

[Across the courtyard, Ollie and Faulkner walk together towards home.]

[20:13:43] <[rp] Ollie> Oh void I'm glad we got away from those two weirdos.

[20:13:48] <[rp] Faulkner> Yeah.

[Faulkner’s fur and scales still have not returned into their skin. Their eyes shift in every direction, scanning the horizon.]

[Ollie spots Ion heading into the Nether portal.]

[20:14:04] <[rp] Ollie> oh- Ion

[20:14:09] <[rp] Ion> yes?

[20:14:12] <[rp] Ollie> yeah...

[20:14:24] <[rp] Ollie> okay I didn't wanna say much cuz Prince is being weird as fuck but

[20:14:32] <[rp] Ollie> honestly don't think you should trust him

[20:14:35] <[rp] Ollie> or doc

[20:14:43] <[rp] Ion> huh

[20:14:49] <[rp] Ollie> even tho doc seems like hes gonna . drop dead soon so I wouldnt worry about him

[20:14:57] <[rp] Faulkner> I hope he does

[20:14:56] <[rp] Ion> prince has always been so nice though

[20:15:21] <[rp] Ollie> I don't know what the HELL happened yesterday but

[20:15:50] <[rp] Ollie> I don't really trust people who want to become "gods"

[His expression is haunted, but hidden well.]

[20:16:06] <[rp] Ollie> they are dangerous.

[Faulkner whispers to Ollie.]

[20:15:54] <[rp] Faulkner> I could tell you when we get home if you'd like

[Ion furrows their brow.]

[20:16:26] <[rp] Ion> But only as enemies? Prince is a friend

[20:16:45] <[rp] Faulkner> Prince is a "friend" right now

[20:16:57] <[rp] Faulkner> What happens if they decide they don't want to be anymore

[20:17:19] <[rp] Ollie> exactly ...and I don't think infecting someone's arm is a friendly thing to do

[20:17:32] <[rp] Faulkner> kind of gross honestly

[20:17:47] <[rp] Ion> hm

[20:17:52] <[rp] Ollie> You wouldn't want whatevers happening to Doc happen to you, would you

[Ion shakes their head.]

[20:17:55] <[rp] Ion> I don't know

[They look between Ollie and Faulkner.]

[20:18:17] <[rp] Ion> but prince is my friend, and I can't imagine they'd ever want to hurt me

[20:18:37] <[rp] Ollie> You can make your own choices ... and I think the corroded faction destroying your lovely build was uncalled for but, just watch out okay?

[Ion nods, their expression is quizzical, but betrays no inner decisions.]

[20:18:58] <[rp] Ion> I'll be careful, i suppose

[20:19:24] <[rp] Ollie> okay, good

[20:19:26] <[rp] Ion> but at the moment the only people who've caused me harm are the wizard and finch

[20:19:36] <[rp] Ion> and that was corroded's plot

[20:19:41] <[rp] Ion> not prince's

[20:19:49] <[rp] Ollie> did they blow up the venue?

[20:20:06] <[rp] Ollie> that doesn't seem something the Wizard would do ............

[20:20:15] <[rp] Ollie> totally believe Finch tho

[Ollie snorts.]

[20:20:25] <[rp] Ollie> little bastard

[20:20:25] <[rp] Ion> the wizard blew up the altar

[Ollie blinks in surprise.]

[20:20:34] <[rp] Ollie> woah really?

[20:20:35] <[rp] Ion> and was in on the plan

[Faulkner looks slightly confused.]

[20:20:36] <[rp] Faulkner> he was quite upset

[20:20:45] <[rp] Faulkner> I do remember that

[20:20:41] <[rp] Ollie> why

[Ion looks down sadly, shaking his head.]

[20:20:51] <[rp] Ion> I used to idolise them, and now i feel stupid

[20:21:10] <[rp] Ion> they're not to be trusted, that corroded lot

[20:21:15] <[rp] Ollie> I'm sorry to hear that Ion

[20:21:34] <[rp] Ollie> I hope your revenge will make you feel better.

[20:21:26] <[rp] Ion> and im going to get my revenge, whatever it takes

[Ion steps through the portal and disappears.]

[20:21:44] <[rp] Ollie> damn

[Ollie turns to Faulkner.]

[20:21:59] <[rp] Ollie> okay... can you tell me what the FUCK happened?

[20:22:08] <[rp] Faulkner> Yes

[20:22:23] <[rp] Ollie> Ion seemed really hurt so I didn't wanna ask them but, do you know why the Wizard blew up the venue

[20:22:18] <[rp] Faulkner> I'd like to go home first through

[20:22:22] <[rp] Faulkner> Home is much safer

[20:22:26] <[rp] Ollie> oh, sure

[20:22:44] <[rp] Faulkner> The further we are from Doc the better

[Ollie begrudgingly follows Faulkner back home as he is still, incredibly hung over. They return home together, hurrying out of the rain. Faulkner shakes itself off.]

[20:24:51] <[rp] Ollie> why does it always have to rain at the worst time...

[20:24:58] <[rp] Ollie> which is all the time

[Faulkner sits down onto the couch, and Ollie sits down gently next to them.]

[20:25:52] <[rp] Ollie> alright ... explain

[20:25:59] <[rp] Faulkner> Right, right

[Faulkner waves their paw vaguely, claws a bit sharper than normal.]

[20:26:59] <[rp] Faulkner> From what I understand, the Wizard was upset because the dragon egg was stolen

[Ollie blinks.]

[20:27:09] <[rp] Ollie> w

[20:27:21] <[rp] Faulkner> I wasn't paying that much attention-

[Ollie screams.]

[20:27:11] <[rp] Ollie> WHAT

[Ollie rapidly gets up in shock, before immediately regretting it, their uneasy stomach immediately making them double over in pain.]

[20:27:34] <[rp] Ollie> ougujghghghhjghg

[Faulkner winces from Ollie's sudden outburst.]

[20:27:42] <[rp] Faulkner> Are you alright?

[20:27:50] <[rp] Ollie> nno

[Ollie breaths in and out, and Faulkner stands to help Ollie sit back down.]

[20:28:11] <[rp] Faulkner> Whats wrong?

[20:28:17] <[rp] Ollie> well ...that makes more sense

[20:28:24] <[rp] Ollie> as to why the Wizard would get upset....

[20:28:51] <[rp] Ollie> i'd be too, that's like, a core part of the Peace Treaty

[20:28:59] <[rp] Ollie> that is an AWFUL message to send

[Faulkner frowns immediately.]

[20:29:15] <[rp] Faulkner> Don't talk about it like that

[Ollie chews on a fingernail.]

[20:29:20] <[rp] Ollie> and I'm sure Dan is worried about it too ....

[20:29:27] <[rp] Ollie> I hope it's safe at least

[20:30:04] <[rp] Faulkner> It's not just some item and yes, the egg is fine

[Ollie shakes his head, protesting.]

[20:30:34] <[rp] Ollie> I never said it was just some item..

[They turns to Faulkner.]

[20:30:39] <[rp] Ollie> also how would YOU know

[He shakes his head again, snorting.]

[20:31:06] <[rp] Ollie> Finch probably thought it would have made some good scrambled eggs or something-

[20:31:13] <[rp] Ollie> I don't put it past them okay

[Faulkner speaks quickly, with some lingering anger in his tone.]

[20:31:35] <[rp] Faulkner> You talked about it like it is. It feels like all of you do. Its not a symbol for anything its an egg of a living being

[20:31:49] <[rp] Faulkner> But I would know because I'm the one that took it

[Ollie nods.]

[20:32:03] <[rp] Ollie> I guess when you put it that way-

[Then it hits him.]

[20:32:04] <[rp] Ollie> wait

[20:32:10] <[rp] Ollie> YOU WHAT.

[Faulkner winces at Ollie shouting. They look at their paw and flex it. They seem focused on the fur and scales.]

[20:32:52] <[rp] Faulkner> please stop yelling

[Ollie starts breathing heavily, continuing to forget that they are horrible nauseous as they attempt to stand and pace, only to be his by a wave of nausea and sit right back down. They begin to panic.]

[20:33:09] <[rp] Ollie> okay okay....

[20:33:17] <[rp] Ollie> but what the fuck??

[Faulkner frowns further. Why doesn’t Ollie understand this? The egg is more important than any of these people’s stupid treaties.]

[20:33:31] <[rp] Faulkner> what

[Ollie hyperventilates.]

[20:33:34] <[rp] Ollie> holy shit we are so SCREWED

[20:33:48] <[rp] Faulkner> what

[20:33:46] <[rp] Ollie> we are so FUCKED FAULKNER!!!!

[Faulkner winces again, and Ollie covers his mouth. He tries to calm himself down.]

[20:33:55] <[rp] Ollie> wait sorry I'll try not to be loud

[Ollie makes intense eye contact with Faulkner.]

[20:34:33] <[rp] Ollie> Faulkner......... the Wizard Blew Up a wedding because he found out the egg was gone

[20:34:40] <[rp] Faulkner> Yes

[20:34:49] <[rp] Ollie> what do you think is gonna happen when they find out WE HAVE IT HERE.

[20:35:00] <[rp] Faulkner> They won't

[Ollie drops his gaze from Faulkner and starts hyperventilating again.]

[20:35:28] <[rp] Faulkner> Hey

[20:35:31] <[rp] Ollie> how do you KNOW that tho

[Faulkner puts his paws on Ollie’s arms.]

[20:35:53] <[rp] Faulkner> It will be alright

[20:36:17] <[rp] Faulkner> They won't find out I have it. Plus I don't plan to keep it here anyways

[20:36:56] <[rp] Faulkner> and if anyone comes here and tries to hurt us, I'll take their head off

[Ollie looks back up at Faulkner.]

[20:36:37] <[rp] Ollie> ...where is it

[20:36:41] <[rp] Ollie> and where will you put it

[20:37:00] <[rp] Faulkner> hm

[20:37:11] <[rp] Faulkner> Are you sure you want to know where it is

[Ollie nods slowly at first, and then rapidly.]

[20:37:42] <[rp] Ollie> I won't tell anyone, I promise

[Faulkner takes Ollie’s hands in theirs.]

[20:37:55] <[rp] Faulkner> I trust you

[Ollie’s face warms.]

[20:37:55] <[rp] Ollie> I mean, I think it would be stupid of me to tell that to anyone

[Faulkner nods.]

[20:38:04] <[rp] Faulkner> Definitely

[Ollie’s head thrums with a headache.]

[20:38:25] <[rp] Ollie> I need .water holy shit

[20:38:29] <[rp] Faulkner> It's downstairs

[20:38:42] <[rp] Faulkner> Also I can get you some

[20:38:47] <[rp] Ollie> thank you

[20:38:54] <[rp] Ollie> let's go

[20:40:37] <[rp] Faulkner> I'm going to get the water

[20:40:41] <[rp] Faulkner> and then the egg

[20:40:43] <[rp] Ollie> ...yeah.

[20:41:09] <[rp] Ollie> thanks

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