#i had to delete so much shit and my disk is back to red with the click of one button

[idaminou]

i got baldurs gate 3 recently and um...

someone please tell me why it's taking up 130gb worth of space, my poor pc can barely handle the few things i draw

[if-the-crown-fits-translate-it]

Discord pt 93

[Date: 18/03, 05:45 PM GMT - 18/03, 06:29 PM GMT]

[Prior to the below conversation, Maxwell and the people from the server were discussing how the liquid from the cut-off bud from the previous day appears to be red to Maxwell, yet it had appeared as white in color to Marcus and the others after the bud was cut. The bud was also fairly large, about half the size of Maxwell’s thumb, and may have been one of the calendula marigolds, not the freesias. The flower petals can be around like a normal petal, but they’re still metal. The bud hadn’t wilted]

Maxwell: “so....

whats this about”

|[Little-K1ng: “I wish I hadn’t snapped at fetch like that… maybe when he comes back I can give him a proper apology”

Maxwell: “hm perhaps that would be good

family should get along”]|

Marcus: “.....

..we didn't want to worry you”

Jack the Observer: “that was the spoilered image from yesterday afternoon. Mona decided it would be beneficial not to let you know.

you know. seeing as it was rather uncharacteristic.”

donti (e): “... yea”

Marcus: “...seeing as you had already spoken ender”

Maxwell: “i...i dont remember saying that”

Jack the Observer: “i doubt it was actually you who said it.

much more likely it was some partial incarnation of Page.”

Marcus: “....it didn't sound like you”

Maxwell: “the fuck do you mean it didnt sound like me

I....”

Marcus: “i mean it didn't sound like you, Max”

Maxwell: “why didnt you tell me!”

Marcus: “we didn't want to worry you!”

Maxwell: “want me to worry?! about what! that Im gonna end up back with crown even if I dont wanna be! I already know that!”

donti (e): “heey hey they.. didnt want to worry you

everything else was already stressful..”

Marcus: “...”

Jack the Observer: “donti.

your goody goody nice-talk is not helpful here.”

Marcus: “max”

donti (e): “... alright.”

Marcus: “im sorry”

Maxwell: “.....

look i just

i hate being treated like a child

i mean

Its like the whole circlet argument all over again!”

Marcus: “....the

max?”

Maxwell: “what”

Marcus: “how do you

how do you know about that argument”

Maxwell: “I DONT KNOW OKAY”

Marcus: “max what else do you remember”

Maxwell: “IVE-- ive been remembering random things while forgetting others i cant tell anymore”

Marcus: “......

why didn't you... tell us?

how long”

Maxwell: “I just thought they were dreams or nightmares

i dont know....ever since the trial maybe?”

Marcus: “..

max”

Maxwell: “what...”

Marcus: “i'm sorry”

Maxwell: “FOR WHAT WHY CANT YOU JUST TELL ME”

Marcus: “everything

for everything okay!

i'm sorry we didn't tell you about the voice thing last night

i'm sorry fetch tried to lie about the buds in your hair!

i'm sorry that you and i got into that stupid argument and that we had to leave our family because i wouldnt tell you something!”

Maxwell: “I hate this....why does everyhting think they have to keep things from me”

Marcus: “I'm sorry”

Maxwell: “I aint a god damn kid....i havent been for a while....”

Marcus: “I know that Max

I know”

Maxwell: “.....you....”

Marcus: “....”

Maxwell: “marcus

stand in the light for a sec”

Marcus: “im sorry

what?”

Maxwell: “please please just stand in the sunlight for a moment”

Marcus: “max..?”

Maxwell: “.....I think I know why you've been so tired....”

Marcus: “stress?”

Maxwell: “no...

i...im sorry me getting made probably brought it on im so fucking sorry--”

Marcus: “..max?”

Maxwell: “the leaves”

Marcus: “the what”

Jack the Observer: “huh.

marcus is also growing a wreath.”

Maxwell: “the leaves have sprouted”

disks and the color red |Stars: “thats unfortunate”

Maxwell: “im sorry im sorry im so fucking sorry”

Jack the Observer: “interesting”

LLyr: “max, this isnt your fault”

Marcus: “i...”

donti (e): “heeeyy thats kinda rude guysss”

Marcus: “max why would this be your fault”

LLyr: “there’s no way you could have prevented or made this happen”

Jack the Observer: “[i whisper to dave] i wonder how much it will effect him, considering the circlet did little to nothing”

Maxwell: “but it happened after we started arguing after I upset you im so fucking sorry oh my god”

[donti (e): “heeeyy thats kinda rude guysss”]

LLyr: “thats just how they are :3″

emuhlee: “this isn't very pleasant :(”

donti (e): “yea.”

Marcus: “max it isn't your fault”

Maxwell: “but arent you in pain?!”

Marcus: “um

not..really?”

Jack the Observer: “well. it makes sense that the "happiness wreaths" grow off of negative emotions.”

Maxwell: “......what...”

Marcus: “i didn't even notice it happened”

Maxwell: “you...how--

syd screamed in pain I had headaches for days and even fetch is hurting...”

Marcus: “i dont... i don't know max

i don't have answers”

Jack the Observer: “oh, you're only partially immune”

Marcus: “immune???”

Jack the Observer: “should've guessed – you still lost your memories after all.”

Raeva: “It could be because you've spent much more time with Crown than the rest of them”

Jack the Observer: “the circlet only worked partially. of course this wreath only works partially as well.”

[Jack the Observer: “[i whisper to dave] i wonder how much it will effect him, considering the circlet did little to nothing”]

disks and the color red |Stars: “dunno. i still think he wont go with the rest of them though [he whispers back]”

Marcus: “.........”

Jack the Observer: “if that were the case, the circlets should have less effect on Prince and Baron as well

not to mention Countess.”

Marcus: “....oh that's your assumption...”

donti (e): “... they didnt need the laurels though”

Maxwell: “hm...”

Jack the Observer: “based on historical evidence, i would guess that Crown effects you less, in particular”

Marcus: “max...

max what are you humming?”

donti (e): “uh

Jack the Observer : “if you're taken again, remember morse code :)”

Maxwell: “....what...”

donti (e): “... didnt crown figure out the morse code?”

Marcus: “..hm..hm...”

donti (e): “he used it in an ask of his own?”

Raeva: “Now you're both humming?”

Marcus: “max how do you know that tune?”

Marcus: “you've never...

max?”

Maxwell: “......know that I'm with you the only way that I can.....”

Marcus: “....Until you're in my arms again....”

disks and the color red |Stars: “...interesting”

Maxwell: “.....remember me.....”

Marcus: “.....max”

Maxwell: “.....i dont know....

i cant tell whats my memories and whats....his”

Marcus: “....sometimes I can't either”

Maxwell: “I hate it....it hurts...”

Marcus: “...I'm sorry”

Maxwell: “its not you...I'm....Im happy I met you guys...”

Marcus: “i'm glad i met you too..”

Baroness: “Hello Page and Viscount. :)”

Marcus: “the real you”

Maxwell: “ugh god, fuck off baroness...”

Marcus: “what the fuck are you doing in here”

Maxwell: “we aint in the mood”

Maxwell: “okay wait how the fuck did you get into the god damn house”

Baroness: “I just thought I'd come by and see how things were growing. It looks like we're becoming a family again. :)”

[Maxwell: “okay wait how the fuck did you get into the god damn house”]

Baroness: “Hmm, i think the door was unlocked. Funny that. :)”

Maxwell: “what”

Maxwell: “oh....mona left it unlocked in case fetch came back...”

Marcus: “......”

emuhlee: “.... :(”

Baroness: “So, it looks like you're starting to bloom Viscount. Are you excited? :)”

Marcus: “.......”

Maxwell: “leave him alone you piece of shit

or else ill be the one biting at you”

Marcus: “..max”

Maxwell: “STOP CALLING HIM THAT”

Baroness: “Calling him what? his name? tell me, do you feel more like a Page or a Maxwell right now?”

Maxwell: “maxwell you dumb bitch”

Marcus: “.......”

Baroness: “Alright. I'm sure that will change soon. :)”

Marcus: “Pa- max don't antagonize her, please”

Maxwell: “you piece of shit you do anything to my family [deleted shortly afterwards] friends AND ILL KILL YOU”

donti (e): “heeey maxx chill

we should.. not do anything.. we will regret

haha

hi baroness”

Marcus: “...”

Baroness: “I'm not doing anything.

The bloom will happen and spring will come.

You can't stop the changing of the seasons. :)

donti (e): “very poetic.. thank you”

Baroness: “I'm just here to tend to the flowers. :)”

LLyr: “i mean with that logic winter will come eventually, won’t it?”

Maxwell: “no BUT I CAN SHOVE MY FIST DOWN YOUR THROAT”

Marcus: “Page- Max please stop yelling”

Maxwell: “.....”

donti (e): “hEYyyyYYYYyyyyyyyy heeeyyy everyone caaaallllmmmmm dooownnnn no need to yell”

[Maxwell: “no BUT I CAN SHOVE MY FIST DOWN YOUR THROAT”]

Baroness: “Page, Page, Page. Is that any way to speak to your family?”

Maxwell: “YOU AINT MY FAMILY YOU PIECE OF SHIT”

Void: “for someone so concerned with a happy family baroness is awfully good at sowing discord and unhappiness”

donti (e): “heyy heyy no need for sniping comments”

Marcus: “..not the time for puns, donti”

[Void: “for someone so concerned with a happy family baroness is awfully good at sowing discord and unhappiness”’

Baroness: “Sometimes you have to snip a few weeds for beautiful flowers to grow. :)”

Void: “hm. don't like that.”

[Maxwell: “YOU AINT MY FAMILY YOU PIECE OF SHIT]

Baroness: “:)”

Marcus: “.....”

[fandom-will-be-my-fall]

Thoughts while watching ‘NanoZim’

“SLORP”

“Smol precious doggo robot, I still love him”

“S L U R P”

“So that’s the PAK I’ve read about in the Wiki. Sweet, it looks like a ladybug”

“a s c e n d”

“h e r g h”

“o shit is that a ninja”

“c om pu t a h”

“Zim sweetie your voice is very eccentric”

“So is yours Dib, you don’t sound 12 at all, though you’ve got some cool ninja moves there”

“I refuse to believe Dib isn’t the true antagonist of this series, he wants to gut Zim”

“Pure little doggo face I’m not even mad at you”

“Are you sure this is a school canteen and not a prison canteen”

“Dib?? why are the photos on a floppy disk?? what time is it, the 20th century??”

“Perhaps Gaz is the one who should be in fact feared the most”

“Hol’ up, so Zim appears on screen with green eyes and pink skin. That means he’s in negative, so his colors are actually perfect opposites! Why am I thinking about this again”

“Arm control nerve?? in his belly?? that doesn’t make much sense why would it be there”

“So THAT’S why he paused a little at that scene where he ate Zim! Ahaha foreshadowing”

“Zim must have seen gruesome things in there”

“I’m 100% sure he couldn’t have crushed the floppy disk by controlling just one nerve, there are multiple muscles and nerves that need to be activated and with a certain force to squeeze something, let alone so forcefully- Ah but it’s just cartoon logic”

“Oh wait he has copies! Smort child!”

“I thought Zim was the master of screams, looks like I’ve been proved wrong”

“Oh that’s Professor Membrane! Haven’t seen him since he made t o a s t”

“Wait so he just… gives his son the microscopic nanoship… without a care in the world, magnificent”

“Boi is rather skilful with controlling tiny ships for a 12 year old”

“He… literally invaded his brain… with tiny flags… Zim you’re so stupid but it’s cute”

“Did he say ‘drool’ or did I mishear?”

“Gaz you hypocritical bitch”

“Why would Membrane need a fully armored nanoship anyway…? Doctor what are you up to”

“Zim can get pretty creative with insults I’ll give him that”

“m y   s p l e e n”

“G R E A T   G A S P”

“What is it with Zim and the word ‘doom’, is it his signature or motto or something”

“Yes go my alien baby destroy him”

“…Am I a bad person for thinking that…?”

“The fact that Professor Membrane’s nanoship works exactly like a videogame avatar is somewhat hilarious”

“Zim what was that noise. was that supposed to be a battlecry. if so you’ve terrifly failed but at least it was entertaining”

“Dib I know you don’t really trust your sister but let her beat his alien ass already, your organs are at stake goddamnit”

“By the way why did everything go red?? inside his head?? inside his head??”

“Y E S   ALIEN BABY   F I N I S H   H I M”

“n o o d l e s”

“And his arms became noodles too. Dipper flashbacks…”

“Oh gosh Gaz’s eyes widened, she boutta unleash her full power”

“Zim this isn’t a very convenient angle of you”

“Oh so they werent inside of his head previously… but why is everything white and blue there”

“So Irken operation systems can scan brains and their contained information, that’s some serious sci-fi outer space technology right there”

“Wait, so he deleted the knowledge of the disk’s location from Dib’s brain. But he had to hide it somewhere, somewhere he’ll find it one day, even by accident. Then what? He’ll send it to the Mysterious Mysteries without hesitation. Except Zim won’t know when it happens so he can’t prevent it before it’s too late.”

“Maybe it’s late at night but I can’t understand dialogue anymore, or it’s just Zim’s accent…”

“But his screaming I can!”

“le exaggerated pain noises”

“ZIM MY BOY ARE YOU ALRIGHT”

“He’s not the one I should be rooting for but I am”

“Let’s hope they won’t damage Dib’s grey matter during the fight”

“Just watching Dib suffer is enough for me to want this fight to end as soon as possible, seriously don’t make me watch any more of this”

“Gaz being the true badass she is”

“Decapitating Zim’s robot with a kick, that’s cool shit”

“’Enemy destroyed’? Where did he go?”

“Is that Membrane in the room’s background, what-”

“Child’s so happy he got his bodily control back”

“KHHHHH O H M Y S H A T”

“NOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooₒₒₒₒₒₒₒₒₒₒₒₒ”

“I do wonder though, whether Zim had a blackeye or I just missaw it”

“That was one… SHITTY defeat, hahaha”

“The outro’s quite badass for such a goofy cartoon”

“…Or is it now?!”

“*illuminati theme plays*”

[claire-tessa-blog]

Slimesquest!! Chapter One

So after finishing up the first chapter I realised how fun it was to write and didn’t understand why I stopped for the longest time, to those of you who read this, have a cookie, doubt most people will though~ Still without further ado, I give you, Slimesquest!!

                                                Level 0:Human

“Jesus Christ, how long do we have to wait?” A disgruntled voice echoed in the room, all eyes turning back to see a man impatiently tapping his feet. The young woman in front of him simply continued to look around the lobby bored, she had been to the local GameGo so many times she couldn’t even feign interest in the stock. In her own impatience she gazed down to her wrist, checking her watch, 12:33, it had officially been over thirty minutes since they could all pick up their copy of Reldor Online, the launch party being the reason the crowded store was even still open this late. She sighed as she thought back to the action packed and elegant trailer for the new mmo, that had only been announced a month prior to it’s release date, a odd way to market a game for sure.

The room went back to it’s quiet murmur between the groups who came together as the line slugged forwards, time seeming to crawl by as each transaction was handled. By the time the woman got to the front another hour had passed. Sliding her wallet out of a hoodie pocket she bought her copy and turned around to leave, catching the hopeful face of the man who had previously shouted. That lasted all of about fifteen seconds before the cashier informed him, “Sorry sold out.” The woman had to hold back the biggest laugh as she hurried out of the room while the angry man fumed and raged, demanding compensation for all his wasted time, but she didn’t hear the rest.

The winter’s air was brisk as she was exposed to it once again, quickly walking back towards her home, hands clutching the bulky box that contained the new game, the fact that the game itself only came in physical copies in this day and age strangely resurfacing before being buried under her own thoughts once more. She shuffled through the dimly lit sidewalk until she reached her apartment building and ascended, looking forwards to getting back to her quiet home, eager to play the game that had been hyped up so much in the past month, between the trailers on websites and television, to the incredibly positive pre-reviews.

But exhaustion was wearing heavy on her eyelids, her body was telling her to just flop on the cushion as she walked in the door and locked it behind her. “Just 5 minutes couldn’t hurt? She’d just do character creation and then play the next day.”, she mentally informed herself, sliding to her desktop and unpacking the rather over the top box. Looking over the ornate almost book shaped box she slid it apart and dug through all the various pre-order goodies and fished out the disc, shiny gold and gleaming under the light of the desk lamp.

Siding the disk into the drive she was amazed to see, that within seconds it had loaded up and was on a title screen. ‘What not even an install?‘ She thought to herself as she hovered over the ‘login’ button, clicking it excitedly. Unsurprisingly, the simplicity stopped there as a user agreement popped up. And just like everybody else she quickly scrolled the agreement downwards, to trick the system into thinking she had read it, and clicked accept. A new box popped up, asking if she was sure?

“What? Do you want me to play your game or not?” She said clicking yes once, twice, three times before she was allowed to move on. Wow that was just obnoxious, what would make them think they should program THAT in? Nevertheless she looked at the empty character screen and moused over the button labeled ‘Character Generation’. The button changing to have a small fairy like creature next to it when doing so. ‘Cute’, she thought as she clicked it and was treated to a screen of pure blackness.

She gazed at he blank light-less screen, “Did… did it crash?” She spoke aloud as she waiting as nothing happened, After a solid minute she reached for the controls, but they were unresponsive only, ‘Holy shit this just froze my system!’ she thought as she reached for the emergency power button. Just as her fingertip graced the hard plastic the screen began to move, a blinding light in the center before a small girl flew onto screen. Looking her over she was indeed that fairy from the button change, made sense.

Breathing out a sigh of relief that she didn’t need to nuke her computer to get it working again she slumped back in the desk chair as the fairy began to talk. “Hello there new user! And welcome to Reldor! I am Gen, the Character Generation Fairy, it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance!” Came from her speakers as the fae seemed to be talking to her through the screen. “Voice acting isn’t bad, most MMO’s avoid that so that’s a plus.” The woman stated from her chair and leaning back to look at the ceiling for a second, before getting back to the cut-scene playing for her. Thankfully it went by fairly quickly, some brief explanation about the game's lore, events, maps, yada yada, hurry up already!

After the Whole roleplaying spiel finished Gen spoke up again, “You are now going to enter our state of the art character creation quiz!” What. She watched as what looked to be a bunch of personality quiz questions entered the screen, a whole page of them. “This test is to determine the best suited class and race for yourself, so that you will enjoy the game as much as you possibly can, so please try to answer it truthfully; you can not make any new characters in this game nor can you delete yours.” The fuck! What kind of bullshit game was that! What kind of game didn't let you choose your own race and class? Maybe it was one of those games that was a bit more free-form so that class choice meant less?

She looked at the questions, a lot of hypothetical and play-style questions. She sighed as she began to work her way through the questionnaire, finishing after a few solid minutes of work, yawning wide. She watched as the fairy floated around the screen, a loading symbol circling before the small woman piped up. “Test complete! Congratulations, the results are in! Your highest rated race is.. DRAGON!” As fiery letters popped up over her screen, blinding red flames flaring up.

Sitting there stunned for a second before a smile cracked on her face, “Seriously, I didn’t even know that was an option how coo-” She started talking to herself before the fairy character began to burst out laughing, tears in her eyes. “I’m sorry new user, that was a joke~” She stated through the laughter. Again, what the fuck. “Your real race is,” She started back up, “Human! Ehhh, how boring.” That last comment practically cut into her, but human wasn’t so bad.

After a second loading screen popped up the fairy once again started talking. “Unfortunately, All slots available for Human’s are taken, as a result you will be assigned the next most likely race.” Wait what! How in the hell do you run out of the human race in a video game, what did that even mean!! She fumed as the digital pixie was starting to infuriate her, hopefully all of the systems didn’t involve anything like her, And waiting as it calculated again. “The new results are in user, your race is now, Blorb!”

“Huh?” The woman shot forwards in her chair, looking as a picture of a round, gelatinous monster rolled on screen under the name ‘Blorb’ the words dripping with a slime like effect. She was about to just give up for the night and try again later, before the fairy piped up yet again, “All systems go, prepare for transfer new user!” The obnoxious brat spouted out, a stereotypical magic circle popping up on screen as the blank space went black. It was oddly soothing, watching the magical circle pulse and change colors, and the gamer felt her eyes growing even heavier than they were before, the last thing she remembered was the feeling of keys pressing into her face and the fairy's voice stating ‘Enjoy your journey through Reldor!’

[simphail]

I'm kickin it old skool again. I actually still have this game. All of the sims 1 games. I bought the complete collection years ago. I have Sims up to 3. I haven't played 4 yet, though I may eventually. I have wanted to play again for a while. After binging on Minecraft for more than a year on PS3, I have gotten bored. My thoughts began drifting towards these games again. I had the sims 3 on the other laptop along with the Sims 2 ultimate collection. The complete was still on disk. But I lost access to them when the motherboard on that laptop got messed up. We have another one now, but it's used, and a bit slow even with 3 gigs of ram. I'm guessing just it being used is what's gotten it running slow. Something that happens with computers after a while. Anyway, I could download them again, I suppose, but i had to make a decision. Sims 2 is probably the most fun for me because of open for business, and seasons, university, and nightlife. But it's rather unbearable without mods. Sims in 2 are homely, their clothes are really shitty, and they're just painfully, horribly, frustratingly stupid fucking imbeciles. Mods and other downloads for 2 are beginning to fall to the wayside. Ones that are left are unsupported. Try as I might, I cannot tolerate a vanilla 2. I just can't. Which leaves 3. I can play sims 3 vanilla. Thanks to the additional features given to it, it's possible to enjoy without mods or user-made items. Anything I would get would just be make up, hair, clothes, things like that. The problem with 3 is that even vanilla, this is a heavy goddamned game that can choke even new computers. It will heat up a processor to where you could cook eggs on it. With even a few user-made items, this guns it even harder. The one we had before was duel-core, 8 gigs of ram... and Sims 3 fried the motherboard! That left only one final option. Sims 1. Naturally, I was put off of that. As much fun as it was, and as nostaligic as I get for the music, playing Makin Magic again and all the cool shit that came with it, the impossible motive system, weird rules for making friends and job promotions, or randomizations in nearly everything you do was a turn-off. Needs drop so fast in this version that it's hair pulling. I find having a routine helps tremendously, but deviating from that routine can throw everything the hell off. Your sims wakes up and takes half an hour to just get out of bed when the alarm gives you two hours to be ready and in a good mood for work. I have actually witnessed after meeting needs first thing of a morning, energy has already dropped to red just getting ready for work. Nothing fills energy except sleep. Nothing. Not coffee, not espresso. It's even worse off-lot, where you try to meet people in the hopes of getting a friend for promotions, but after talking for just a few moments, their energy has bottomed out and their comfort is in the red. And here is something else I noticed. Even if I managed to start them off in a fantastic mood on their way there, they will arrive depleted. Just sending them to a lot wears them out. This is the case even if my sims have maxed skills all around. Even if a lazy sim has 10 body skill points, they lose comfort right damn fast if on their feet for a moment. Yet active sims are impossible to satisfy in the fun department as any activity that requires the slightest movement bottoms energy in a heartbeat. Of course, I realize this is why the motive algorithm improved with consecutive games. But here's the part where I come off like a whiny, hard to please brat. The other games become too easy. Especially when freetime came out for sims 2. Where hobbies and the zone made it possible for a sim to spend hours and hours on a hobby to the point that they needn't do anything else. And the cheats are better. Rather than rosebud, you have motherlode. MaxMotives, hell, even that all cheat one that allowed you to slide their motives however you liked. I get so sick of chasing needs in Sims 1 that I long for those sims 2 cheats. The one with the baby doll with the option to make their motives static. Jesus Christ I wish I had that in sims 1. I get sick and tired of needs. At least off lot. Going off lot in 1 fucks your routine. I may put some objects in community lots. I did that sort of thing in sims 2. I used mods that made them able to skill on community lots and made libraries where they could learn and save time. It may not be realistic, but some espresso machines, a few showers, some comfortable furniture. Just things to help them get shit done so they're not forced back home so they won't die or go emo and insubordinate. One thing i did in sims 1 before i played sims 2 was creating slaves. Slaves were just regular sims, but trained in all things, including magic. I had a slave training lot which was a plain house of four walls and skill building items, a phone, and a servo. While there, they skilled nonstop. When motives bottomed out, I just refreshed them by deleting and clicking them back in. I also start them off with zero personality, then used the chemistry set to reverse that personality so that they had 10 points in everything. Once trained, i go back to my household, send them off to find the slave, friend them, then move em in. When not in use, slaves are deleted and tucked away in the panel until needed. They cook, clean, retrieve items, cast spells, make friends, garden, and care for children and pets, leaving my sims to work with no further hassles. I found slaves to be so useful, I tried implementing them in sims 2, but realized eventually that they weren't necessary anymore. I will sometimes have live in nannies. Regular sims are better than servos. I decided to do the slave thing again. Except I'm having a tough time making friends with the slave in question. So i'm going to find the friendship spell and use that instead.