#cause she did. technically. kidnap them oops)

[acaciapines]

rotating noelle around in my brain. i need the dess raises kris au to be real RIGHT NOW.

please talk to me about the dess raises kris au i think im gonna explode. also start writing it this summer maybe :3333

[jailgarden]

Posting about my ocs since it got deleted…😂

There’s also some grammar errors somewhere that I fixed in the og post, but they got reverted back… oops.

Because of the context I originally posted this, the descriptions are brief summaries of the characters (and intentionally vague at times)

The first group of characters are all from the same world/universe, but the level of connection between them varies.

* Stopped being a lab rat for her psycho cousin to start experimenting on herself before becoming too depressed. She now has a job at a run down laboratory and takes odd jobs to pass the time.

* Cousin’s experiment goes wrong, girl can now travel the multiverse.

* Princess is a star, literally, she will blow up soon. Her two bodyguards have known her since childhood and now watch as she dims.

* Runaway princess(a normal one this time) accidentally acquires genetically made strawberry lemonade berries and starts a strawberry lemonade stand.

* After a robot chip decides to implant in his head, boy gains the ability to be overstimulated constantly. He’s not okay, help.

* Lady who lives outside despite being rich provides high tech gear to the previous guy so he can at least not hate existing.

* Guy travels to a different country, gets thrown in jail, then starts a jail garden.

* Girl gets kidnapped everyday, it’s routine, normal, until the same guy saves her twice in a row.

* Half-dragon girl delivers mail while fighting monsters on route(this is based off of a game, but still part of the same story as the rest of them).

* Girl with amnesia slowly realizes that she’s the cause of a kingdom’s destruction hundreds of years ago… oops?

* Girl from idol group hides her identity as a superhero. Nobody even knows that this superhero exists…

* Technician who works with said idol group lives in the desert with wife and daughter to avoid robot apocalypse.

* Guy who purposely under works to avoid being given larger tasks messes up, and is now promoted to be the team leader of a task force whose primary mission is to prevent a certain star princess from exploding.

* Girl learns that she is actually… not a robot. Nice.✨

* Blueberry space bun girl in high school has access to the military’s armory.

* Girl’s mom marries an actual dragon… Unrelated but she runs off for a while to set people’s souls on fire, literally.

* Drop out college student who insists on wearing sunglasses indoors and standing while in or on any moving vehicle get recruited to a anti-government robot apocalypse group.

* Boy who got bullied grows up to be hot, isn’t interested in anyone.

Not connected (yet) I know my brain will merge them at some point.

* 13 year old girl buys house for a nickel.

* Girl from the past is visited by a time traveler who has gone too far back, and now needs her to go to the future(still technically the past for the original time traveler though😭😅) to stop a specific event from occurring.

* Girl escapes cult and becomes rivals with a girl who is stuck in a cult.

* High IQ cat runs an orphanage.

* Guy pushes the chosen one off a waterfall and takes the magical object to pursue revenge on yet another princess(how many princess characters do I have?)

* Assassin, she makes everyone bleed paint. It’s very pretty!✨

How many times did I say girl?😭

[after-nine-at-the-oasis]

Aww hey guys :'))

Ahh okay :o

Ayy okay go off

Nah she'll believe you :)

Ohh I think I've seen her :o

Like in stills or smth idk

AAHHH Maddie Han 🥰🥰

Aww yeah :') 🥺

You are great Maddie <33

Yeah I do see that though :'((

Oh gosh D':

That person did not do as well 😬😬

Ohh okay

Oh dang okay

Hmm but maybe other places?

Yeahh exactly that's what I'm saying

Good job :O

Okayy okay

Rough :((

Ohh that she might still be alive :'O

AYY yeah go off Maddie 🥰

Getting a lot of this information right off the bat o.o!

Plenty of time for Maddie to get kidnapped I guess. . . xd

Okayy

:O?

Hmm nah I don't think it'll end up being him

Especially because she said that girl wasn't SA'd

Hmm

Ope ahh okay o.o she can't go near him

Athena girl that does not sound good O.O 💀 xD

Girl. . . XD

Ayy okay go off guys :D

OH I forgot to say hi to everyone earlier sooo

Hi Hen 🥰!

Hi Bobby :)!!

Hi Chimney :D!!

Anyway

Lol the flowers

Okay go off guys!

They're gonna think you guys are gay xDD

Lol

Oof lol

Just this some dude in your house xD

Ooh a piano fun :D

Buuuuck xD

Buck pulling a classic sabotage the move move 😎😎 xD

Uhh ohh lol

Aww nice yeah :D

BUUUCK 💀

Oof chef 💀 xD

Some of these don't even seem on purpose xD

Chef could've been lol

Bestie not in the flight path xD

SORRY WHAT 💀

Nooope lol they gone

Oooof xdd

Yeeeahh Buck you are 😬😬

Meth lab Jim xDD

Wild lol

Aww :(( but yeeeah maybe it is for the best xd

Aww honey :((

Keep being like is it Tommy-

Tisn't but yk xD

Ooop

What Buck?

Do we recognize them?

Ohhh it's Eddie talking :o (like that is causing this)

Awww honey DD:

"Nothing for me here" UAAHHH AWWW HONEYYYY 😭😭😭😭🥺 NOO THAT'S NOT TRUE

It's okay Buck DDD:

Awww :(((

You better get out of there before you look like just some creep in his kitchen 😭 xDD

Awww :'(( honeyyyy 😭 xdd

:OO AYYY AAHHHH THE DOG :D!!!!

Hi beagle 🥰🥰

Yeeppp but more than that :))

Yeeppp Buck adopted him 🥰🥰

Awww lol :))

See but it was because of your abandonment issues Buck xdd

(you could always get back together with Tommy instead. . . xD)

Ooop o.o

Ohh gosh xdd

I mean yeah for being Captain but not really technically another reason lol xD

Ahh dalmatians lore lol

Ahh yeah I see lol

Aww Blaze 🥰

A little basic but cute :D

Oop chill guys xD

Uhhh 😳

Are you gonna take Eddie's house xDD

Lol that would be funny

And it would keep it open for him!

OOPPE

UHH OHHHH O.O

Ahh crappp yeah they caught on to that xd

Oh noo 😬😬

Yeeahh he's not happy xdd

Awww Eddie :'(( :')

You don't have to immediately give the notice lol just tell them but okay xD

You could even act like you haven't decided yet if you wanna make it easier lol

Awww 🥺🥺🥺

See but honey did you ask first xD

They all get it 🥺🥺🥺❤️ <3

Not saying you have to have kids to understand but it probably doesn't help that Buck is the only one who doesn't xd :'((

Awww honey :'(( :'))) ❤️❤️🥺🥹

Aww a weight off his chest :'))

OOP o.o gosh guys xd 😭

[fablesrose]

Of Kings and Shadows XX

Description: Y/n, a girl who seems to have found her calling. Being a SHIELD agent is like a dream come true. With a friendship starting to form with the Avengers, she’s the Queen of the world! What could go wrong?

Pairings: Avengers x reader, Loki x reader (eventually)

Notes: On Wattpad –> Here

Masterlist

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"Nick, what are we doing here?" Tony was leaning back in his chair of the conference room, not looking amused. "Couldn't you have just stuck it in a file?"

Nick Fury stood at the head of the table, looking at every one of the thirteen people in the room individually. "We've come upon some new information about a new branch of Hydra and its top weapon."

Pietro spun in his chair with a groan, "I thought we had gotten rid of them."

"Well, kinda like a Hydra, if you cut off one head, two more grow back in its place." Fury answered him in a patient tone that everyone knew wasn't going to stay for very long if he kept being interrupted.

"Bold words about an organization with an octopus as its logo," Loki didn't even look up from his book that he didn't walk into the room with.

Clint swiveled to look at him in the corner of the room, "Loki, you gotta let it go."

"I will not!"

Fury began to talk loudly over them to regain their attention, "The organization changed its name to fit it's leader's dress up game, it now goes by The Kingdom, but as far as we are concerned, it is still Hydra."

"You mentioned a weapon?" Vision sat invested in the meeting, unlike most of the others.

"That's what they are calling her, yes."

"How long has she been active?" Bucky spoke quietly, but firmly from his seat.

Nick paused a moment, watching Bucky before he answered, "As far as we can tell at least three years."

"And you're just telling us now?!" Steve straightened in his seat, not happy with the lack of transparency.

"Cool it, Rogers, they didn't have any information other than that she existed." Nat looked up from cleaning her nails.

Steve raised his eyebrows at her, "Oh, and they told you?"

"No."

Pietro started to roll his chair around the room, "Why is this meeting so long?" He dragged out the last word as he rolled around the table.

Loki used his foot to stop him when he approached, "If you don't stop whining I'm gonna make sure repayment is unnecessary."

"I owe you nothing!"

"I'm pretty sure saving your life is the definition of you owing me something."

"Blah!"

"Alright!" Sam yelled, throwing his hands in the air, sick of the bickering. "What kinda powers this chick got?"

Tony held a few fingers to his forehead, "Do I need to call anyone? The spider-kid, King Panther? Ant-dude? The wizards?"

Nick took back control, "Not for now, Tony. We don't know where she is or where she is going to strike next. We know she is enhanced, but no one can figure out exactly if she has powers, and if she does, what they are. For now, we just need you to be aware. She is extremely skilled in infiltration and we have no idea what she looks like, just that she was able to take an extremely valuable target on their behalf at a high profile event we had under surveillance and walk out unnoticed, and unidentified."

"So what you're saying," Rhodes spoke up for the first time, "is that we don't know what she looks like, don't know what she can do, but she's out there. So lookout."

Fury sighed, "Yes, that is exactly what I'm saying."

"So," Bruce looked at Fury, puzzled, "what do you want us to do?"

He shook his head, "I don't know."

There were a few beats of silence, no one knowing what to do.

Thor was leaning against the wall, listening quietly, believe it or not, "And her name?"

Throughout the meeting, Fury had been standing, but at this question, he sat down to answer it, "They're calling her The Queen."

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Another rich diplomat. Another party. And of course what's a party anymore without either a murder or a kidnapping? The real question is: why not both?

That's how it's been lately. The missions Noxy goes on are usually parties, balls, banquets. She goes in, gets the target alone with baffling ease, and either extracts the information herself right then and there, or delivers him to fellow agents and wipes her hands clean.

I've grown used to what she's doing. No matter how long or hard I tried to break free from the cage I was trapped in, nothing changed. Not even a blink.

So I stopped trying. I watched. I watched as she murdered. I watched as she tortured. I watched as she developed the unimaginable powers that were given. I watched as she became everything I wanted to be. I watched as she became everything I didn't.

I learned how to block out a lot of things that she did. It was manageable to block out one sense, usually sight. It got hard when I had to block two, and it became impossible if it grew to three. Touch was the hardest to stop. It was especially frustrating when that was all I wanted to block out.

The target was some rich dude with high standing in some organization that had some information that Henry needed. The briefings were the one time I was consistently not paying any attention. Once again her sights were placed upon a well dressed, old, white, balding man. The white dress that clung to my figure must have made my body irresistible to well dressed, old, white, balding men because while Noxy skirted just outside his circle, his eyes followed.

Just like all the others, he was caught hook, line, and sinker.

It was simple really, it was almost like there was a formula. Champagne glass half full held delicately by the fingertips. A casual lean against the bar, the leg with the slit slightly out-turned to show an inch or two of more skin.

They all think they're playboys. Just once I can't wait for Noxy to have to think of something different when having to get a well-respected scientist who loves his wife away from the crowd.

With a sultry stare and flirty introductions, a witty remark and the swing of the hips and they're gone from the crowd. His hand was planted at the small of her back, but the farther we strayed from the crowd the farther his hand strayed.

The mansion the banquet thingy was being hosted at was nice. It was nice as all of the other mansions were. He guided Noxy down a long hallway, farther and farther from all the people who could protect him. He eventually came to a large bedroom and opened the door, allowing Noxy to go in first.

I knew what was about to happen, so I started the theme song that I had come up for her.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CduA0TULnow 

I think I did it again I made you believe we're more than just friends Oh baby It might seem like a crush But it doesn't mean that I'm serious 'Cause to lose all my senses That is just so typically me Oh baby, baby

He closed the door with a barely noticeable click and began to approach Noxy. Unfortunately for him, she wasn't in the mood.

Oops, I did it again I played with your heart, got lost in the game Oh baby, baby

She picked at her nails for a moment before his eyes grew wide looking at her hands. The reason for his stare was the black pigment that spread from her fingertips up her arms.

Oops, you think I'm in love That I'm sent from above

He started to turn around, but Noxy was too fast for him. The darkness was too fast for him.

I'm not that innocent

A cloud, a shadow, that's what was emitted from her hands that engulfed the target's head and face. It was there for a moment, then it was gone just as quickly. His body collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

You see my problem is this I'm dreaming away Wishing that heroes, they truly exist I cry, watching the days Can't you see I'm a fool in so many ways But to lose all my senses That is just so typically me Oh baby, oh

With the target on her shoulder, she walked away from the bedroom window towards the extraction point, with heels on still, mind you.

Oops, I did it again I played with your heart, got lost in the game Oh baby, baby Oops, you think I'm in love That I'm sent from above I'm not that innocent

The mansion was built in a remote part of the world, surrounded by a forest with at least a hundred miles of privacy. Noxy scaled the uneven terrain easily enough, though she did occasionally hike up her skirt and push off of the trees to give her momentum.

Oops, I did it again to your heart Got lost in this game, oh baby Oops, you think that I'm sent from above I'm not that innocent

I'm not sure how long I've watched her go on these missions. I'm not sure when the last time was when I blinked of my own free will. It feels like a lifetime, but it also feels so close, like only yesterday I could brush my fingers through my hair and if I just pushed a little harder, I could do it again. I've been in here for months, I know, but if those months added up to a year or more, I had no idea.

Oops, I did it again I played with your heart, got lost in the game Oh baby, baby

Somehow, out of all the hundreds of miles of trees and darkness, Noxy came upon a pair of men. They looked to be surveiling. I had no idea who they worked for, but I could tell they were professionals. They saw Noxy too late, which is hilarious since she's wearing a stark white dress and heels with a man on her shoulder. Though she was naturally quiet, there's only so much you can do to muffle that sound. Noxy didn't even have to shift the target from her shoulder when she fired up her shadow hands, but she was not so merciful to these agents. From her fingers flew a beam of darkness. Technically I could barely see it from the combination of speed and the lack of light. The trees above carefully shielded the ground from the shine of the moon and her sister stars.

Oops, you think I'm in love That I'm sent from above

I've seen maybe thousands of beams just like it though. It mimicked the shape of an icicle, though made of shadows or some sort of unidentifiable pitch-black material. The first man fell to the ground with a gaping hole at the base of his throat. The second attempted to draw a weapon but was struggling to get the gun out of its straps. Noxy took the time to walk closer to him until they were no farther than a few feet away. I could see the fear in his eyes, and I'm sure he could see the indifference or maybe even pleasure in hers. She sent a spear of shadow into his stomach. She wanted him to die slowly. Or at least with how much blood was coming from the wound, slower.

He fell to the ground and tried to crawl away backward all the while trying to keep the blood inside his body.

Noxy didn't care anymore for him and left him to suffer in the dirt. She continued on in her mission.

I'm not that innocent

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The Avengers were gathered in the common room for some downtime when F.R.I.D.A.Y caught everyone's attention.

"Director Nick Fury is calling."

"Put 'im on," Tony waved his hand as he sat down on the couch.

Fury was projected onto the screen in the common room and he was relieved to see that everyone was already there.

"What's up?"

Fury took a breath as if to prepare himself for what he was about to say, "We have a singular feature to identify The Queen with."

Everyone suddenly became quite serious and sat up in their seats. The more anxious ones scooted closer and were barely on the cushions waiting for him to elaborate.

Pietro was curious, but not too worried, "Only one?"

"Our informant died before we could get any more of a description."

Pietro swallowed but didn't speak again.

Fury had a grave look on his face as he revealed what they had to look for,

"She has black eyes."

[cheriboms]

What happened in the mando finale 😳

I MEAN.

HOW MUCH DO U WANT TO KNOW ANON??? ill put it under a cut jic bc i wont hold back lmbo

(i put a tl;dr at the bottom which is the BIGGEST spoiler that everyones freaking out about, but if u want to know everything else then feel free to read this lol)

soooo in case ur not caught up on the show so far, basically din (mando) has been wandering the galaxy trying to give grogu (baby yoda) back to his people/kind, the jedi. during this time he runs into characters from other star wars media that have helped him (ahsoka tano, bo-katan kryze, boba fett) and some other new characters that (for the sake of this summary) are less important.

ANYWAY while trying to find a jedi for baby, said baby ends up getting kidnapped by this guy named moff gideon, who works for the empire and pretty much wants baby’s powerful force blood for some ~nefarious~ deeds: presumably cloning (snoke? palpatine?? not sure if its unconfirmed or if i just missed it, oop). moff gideon also has the darksaber, which is essentially like a black lightsaber that is very important to mandalore/the mandalorians (it basically marks them as the Leader). anyway the last episode had mando and the gang rallying up to save baby from the bad guys.

IN TERMS OF THE FINALE SPECIFICALLY !!!!

mando and the gang meet up with bo-katan to ask for her help. she and her associate (koska) are like... lowkey racist to boba?? (bc hes a clone) but agree to help AS LONG AS bo-katan gets to fight moff gideon (and get the darksaber back, bc she technically has a Right to the throne).

the gang hijacks an imperial ship and gets it to look like they are Friendly to the bad guys so they will be allowed into their base. boba pretends to attack them for ~realism~ and then dips for the rest of the episode once theyre in (which is a bit sad tbh. we missed u legend). the Ladies (bo-katan & koska, plus cara and fennec, who are new to the franchise) then storm out to cause a distraction as they go to the bridge, where they plan to take out gideon. meanwhile mando does a sneaky sneaky to save his baby from the prison cells. while he does this, a ton of dark troopers (SUPER powerful robots. like my man almost died trying to fight ONE) get activated but mando manages to shoot them all out of the airlock.

the Ladies get to the bridge but gideon is not there :( insetad he is waiting for mando in the cell and waving the darksaber around grogu’s lil bb head, being menacing (as villains do). mando and gideon fight with a spear and the darksaber respectively; ofc mando wins and they take gideon captive.

they meet up in the bridge and bo-katan is mad bc she didnt get to fight gideon. mando tries to give her the darksaber but the Mandalorian Rule is that you cant have it unless u win it in combat. (so essentially mando is like the King now. we love that for him)

just then the dark troopers come back (bc duh theyre robots and can easily fly back in from space) and everyone is SCREWED bc theyre super powerful and theres so many of THEM but so few of US etc etc. then suddenly an X-WING comes flying in and this hooded figure with chanel boots and a green lightsaber starts strutting the halls with the Most Dramatic Flair, absolutely OBLITERATING the threat like its just another monday. grogu gets all excited so they open the door and OML LUKE SKYWALKER???? (they cgi’ed his face and it doesnt look Great but they did get mark hamill to actually play him so i personally allow a pass)

luke asks to take the baby (to train him) and mando is like “uhhh i dont think he wants to go with you” at first until it turns out baby DOES want to go but is hesitant/asking for permission bc he doesnt want his dad to be upset :((( mando gets really sad but he wants The Best for his baby so he allows luke to take him away.

BUT BEFORE HE DOES, he takes off his helmet (which im assuming u know but he would rather DIE than do before in previous episodes) so that baby can see his face for the first/last time :((((( luke takes grogu in his arms (also r2d2 is there briefly) and then the episode ENDS with mando and baby looking at each other tearfully as luke gets in the elevator with baby and leaves.

(also there is an end credits scene of boba and fennec (they are friends) taking over jabbas palace on tatooine. they rule there now i guess? it pulled an mcu and basically hinted at a new show)

TL;DR THE FOUND FAMILY WAS BROKEN. DAD MANDO HAS DONE SO MUCH TO SAVE HIS BABY AND PROVIDE A GOOD LIFE FOR HIM, BUT NOW IS SAD BC THEY HAVE TO SEPARATE. ppl are worried that there wont be anymore dad/baby content (which is arguably the best part of the show; yes i said what i said), AND EVERYONE IS SAD BC THEY ARE SAD AND WHAT ARE THEY GOING TO DO WITHOUT EACH OTHER NOW????????

[puppypaw-wc]

i just wanted to ramble ‘bout undertale... hhhhhhhh.

aka me just describing the whole plot of the game... this one’s just the ruins tho cuz i don’t think tumblr would let me type out the whole game’s plot in detail.

i understand if y’all don’t wanna see this so it’s under the cut.

soooo uh. the opening “cutscene”/whatever you call it is just a few images with text explaining the events prior to the game.

“long ago, two races ruled over earth: humans and monsters. one day, war broke out between the two races. in the end, the humans were victorious. they sealed the monsters underground with a magic spell. many years later . . . mt. ebbot. 201X. legends say those who climb the mountain never return...”

the last frames show a human who you’d at first assume to be the player character climbing the mountain and falling in; however, it is not the player character (frisk), as the human in the intro only has one stripe on their shirt, while frisk’s shirt has two.

anyways after that you get presented with the start menu (it’s track is creatively entitled, you guessed it, start menu!) with instructions on how to play the game. once you start, you get to name the fallen human.

now, this is honestly kinda ingenious. it doesn’t say “name your character”, it doesn’t say “what is your name?”; no, it says “name the fallen human”.

there’s also responses to some specific names.

like if you name yourself “fight” (or something like that) or “mercy”, the response is “that’s a little on the nose, isn’t it?”, though the name’s still allowed to be used.

naming yourself one of the main characters’ names (or however much can fit) also elicits special responses, and most of them aren’t allowed to be used, but there’s a couple instances of them being usable. like papyrus’ name is too long so if you enter “papyru” as your name the response is “I’LL ALLOW IT” and the name’s allowed to be used. the names “blooky” or “napsta” (as in napstablook) are also allowed, with the response being “... (they are powerless to stop you)”. my favorite is either naming yourself “flowey” or “temmie” tho.

the name “flowey” gets the response “i already CHOSE that name” (flowey had the ability to reset/save/etc. before frisk) with it not being allowed, while naming yourself “temmie” gets the response “hOi!!!” as a reference to the species of temmie (temmie is best undertale character /hj) and is allowed. it used to make tem flakes heal more but that was removed for some reason.

ANYWAYS the game starts after you name yourself (the “true name” is chara, which elicits the response “the true name”, so i’ll be referring to “the fallen human” as such). you start out with your armor as the bandage and your weapon as the stick... both of which have 0 of their corresponding stat.

in the next room, you meet a talking flower, who introduces himself.

“howdy! i’m flowey! flowey the flower! hmm, you’re new to the underground, aren’t’cha? golly, you must be so confused! someone oughta teach ya how things work around here. (oop i’m listening to the undertale ost and finale started playing-fitting-) guess lil’ old me will have to do? ready? let’s go!”

you then find yourself in a battle. on the bottom of the screen, there’s two things: your LV, which is 1 at the time, and your hp, which is 20/20. in the middle of the screen is the bullet board, with a red heart inside. flowey’s above the bullet board. oh, and in battles, everything’s black and white other then the heart and some attacks.

“see that heart? that’s your SOUL. the very culmination of your being! your SOUL starts off weak, but grows stronger with LV. what’s LV stand for? why, LOVE, of course! you want some LOVE, don’t you? *he winks* down here, love is spread through little, white... “friendliness pellets”. go on! collect as many as you can!”

now, here, there’s two options: run into the “friendliness pellets” (which makes this part go by faster) or dodge them, which elicits some funny responses from flowey.

“hey buddy. you missed them. let’s try this again, shall we?”

“is this a joke? are you brain dead? RUN. INTO. THE. BULLETS friendliness pellets.”

“you know what’s going on here, don’t’cha? you just wanted to see me SUFFER. who would pass up an opportunity like this? DIE.”

running into them elicits basically the same thing as the last response, though he states that “in this world, it’s kill or be killed” first. i also don’t remember what he says if you run into them cuz i always dodge them... cuz it’s funny...

you find your SOUL surrounded with the “friendliness pellets”, and it seems that you’re doomed to death... but when they hit you, instead of harming you, they heal you.

flowey gets a confused look on his face before he’s hit with a fireball and goat mom toriel appears!

“what a terrible creature, torturing such a poor, innocent youth. do not be afraid, my child. i am toriel, caretaker of the ruins. i pass through here everyday to see if a human has fallen. you are the first to have come here in a very long time.”

she also says some other stuff but i don’t remember it so. :shruggie:

anyways, you follow her into the next room, where you find a four-pointed star; a save point.

“the shadow of the ruins looms above, filling you with determination. (HP fully restored).”

this is your first opportunity to save, which is interestingly enough not just a game mechanic; it’s an in-universe feature as well.

(okay wtf undertale ost on shuffle, it played temmie village and then tem shop immediately after, wtf???)

anyways, toriel guides you through (read: does for you) a few puzzles, before you find yourself in a long hallway, where she says she wants to test your independence by making you walk to the end of the hallway by yourself. 

she’s just hiding behind a pillar at the other end of the hallway.

toriel says that she has a few errands to run, and gives you a cellphone before leaving. you can get some funny calls if you do wait, and at the end of it all her phone gets stolen by a dog. despite this, she still calls you when you leave the room. she does actually have special dialogue, though: “My apologies. A strange dog kidnapped my phone.”

anyways, you travel through the ruins, getting encounters with the enemies (froggit, whimsun, loox, vegetoid, moldsmal, migosp), who you can all spare.

i forgot the dummy battle tutorial, basically toriel has a training dummy as a battle tutorial.

things you can do:

talk to it: this makes the battle end, and makes toriel seem happy with you. it’s technically the right thing to do but the others are funnier.

fight it: this kills the dummy, though it doesn’t give you exp, and thus you can still get a true pacifist route.

flee: you run away from the battle and toriel says that it’s a good strategy... but it’s just a dummy, it can’t hurt you and doesn’t seek revenge.

do nothing: if you do nothing for eight turns (including missing attacks), dummy “tires of your aimless shenanigans” and leaves. toriel is confused by this, but continues on as if nothing happened.

whatever you do elicits a different response in a future mini-boss’ pre-battle dialogue, so. yeah.

ANYWAYS!

the ruins’ mini-boss is napstablook, a ghost who, according to themself, “usually comes to the RUINS because there's nobody around”.

to spare them, you need to cheer three times; this makes them show you their “dapper blook” trick, which is a top hat made of tears. they stop attacking to await your response, and if you flirt or cheer, the encounter ends.

also random fun fact: just like with the dummy, killing napstablook doesn’t give you exp, and thus a true pacifist route doesn’t end.

“FIGHTing Napstablook causes them to remind the protagonist that they are a ghost and therefore unable to be killed; they were only lowering their HP to be nice. They then vanish, and the protagonist suffers a loss of one "experience point" (not the same as EXP). This action does not abort the True Pacifist Route since it does not accrue any EXP.”

(x)

oh yeah, did i mention that EXP and LV don’t mean experience points and level?

flowey was actually correct about LV being LOVE. however, it’s an acronym, namely for level of violence. EXP, on the other hand, is an acronym for execution points.

continuing through the ruins and doing some puzzles (one of which includes several holes you must fall through to find a switch, one of which has the faded ribbon, a piece of armor, in it), you can get the toy knife, a weapon, before heading to toriel’s house, where she’s made you a butterscotch-cinnamon pie.

you see, earlier on in the ruins, she asks if you prefer butterscotch or cinnamon (if you’ve reset/loaded a save from after this point, she actually remembers your answer), before asking if you’d turn up your nose at the sight of the other/if you have allergies. there wasn’t enough of both at the store or something along those lines if i remember right.

anyways, you go to sleep in your room (yes, you have your own bedroom and yes, that is pure, and yes, toriel is the best), and she puts a slice of the pie on the floor for you to collect. it’s a healing item that restores all your hp, but i’d recommend saving it honestly.

toriel’s reading in the living room, where you can talk to her and either ask how to leave, or just talk to her. you do have to leave for the game to progress, though.

after asking her how to leave like three or four times, she goes downstairs and talks to you before fighting you, asking you to prove that you’ll be able to survive.

you see...

“Every human that falls down here meets the same fate. I have seen it again and again. They come. They leave. They die. You naive child... If you leave the RUINS... They... ASGORE... Will kill you. I am only protecting you, do you understand? ... go to your room.”

the fight with toriel is one that people often mess up on, though the strategy for her fight is actually foreshadowed by an npc froggit earlier on in the ruins.

many people think that you have to weaken her, or just end up killing her because they don’t see how else to do it.

so, what does happen if you kill her? well, it depends.

if you attack her once she stops attacking:

“You... ... at my most vulnerable moment... To think I was worried you wouldn't fit out in there... Eheheheh!!! You really are no different than them! Ha... Ha...”

on a neutral route:

“Urgh... You are stronger than I thought... Listen to me, small one... If you go beyond this door, Keep walking as far as you can. Eventually, you will reach an exit. ... .... ASGORE... Do not let ASGORE take your soul. His plan cannot be allowed to succeed. ....... Be good, won't you? My child.“

on a genocide route:

“Y... you... really hate me that much? Now I see who I was protecting by keeping you there. Not you... But them! Ha... ha...”

fun fact: until today my dumbass though that “them” was referring to chara and only just realized that it’s referring to the monsters further in the underground.

and now, it’s time for flowey (slash indicates a break in the text).

on a pacifist route (where you don’t kill anyone):

“Clever. Verrrryyy clever. / You think you're really smart, don't you? / In this world, it's kill or be killed. / So you were able to play by your own rules. / You spared the life of a single person. / Hee hee hee... / I bet you feel really great. / You didn't kill anybody this time. / But what will you do if you meet a relentless killer? / You'll die and you'll die and you'll die.Until you tire of trying. / What will you do then? / Will you kill out of frustration? / Or will you give up entirely on this world...... / and let ME inherit the power to control it? / I am the prince of this world's future. / Don't worry, my little monarch, my plan isn't regicide. / This is SO much more interesting.”

on a genocide route (where you kill everyone, exhausting the kill counter until the “but nobody came” message appears):

“Hahaha... / You're not really human, are you? / No. You're empty inside. Just like me. In fact... / You're Chara, right? / We're still inseperable, after all these years... / Listen. I have a plan to become all powerful. / Even more powerful than you and your stolen soul. / Let's destroy everything in this wretched world. / Everyone, everything in these worthless memories... / Let's turn 'em all to dust.”

(note that by “chara” i mean “whatever you named the fallen human”)

and that’s it for the ruins.

uh. yeah.

sorry for rambling about undertale so much on main, i love it too much.

[liathgray]

Aight imma crack my knuckles for this one.

There’s a REASON people will look at those shitty girl-fixes-guy relationships and think it’s like beauty and the beast: Because thats how it originally was.

Lets go back to the beginning. All the way back to 4000 BC to the bad bitch who got this party started— Eros and Psyche. The original beauty and the beast of Greace and Rome.

The story goes as follows: theres a beautiful young woman who is married off to a man (sorta. Eros kinda kidnaps her) though she is never to look upon his face. Oops. She does. And as punishment for her curiosity, she much complete a series of dangerous tasks and restore the trust that supposedly existed between the two.

There are a lot of other ancient myths that match this one, such as East of the Sun West of the Moon, a norweigen version thats near identical.

The monster bride/groom trend was prevelent and got adopted into many Western cultures as they grew. Not to say the east didn’t, they did, but in a different way that is less relevant so for now we just gonna look at Europe.

So here we are in 1551 after a long line of mythology to do with animal marriages and in waltzs daddy of daddies, Giovanni Straparola.

Now, theres some debate around here but I honestly find his story so disturbing and remincent of others that came later that i needed to bring it up.

The aforementioned story is called King Pig, and is about a literal pig who is also a king. The pig, sneaky little devil that he is, tries to marry. The first women is disobedient and refuses to smash. So he kills her. The second woman wouldn’t answer his calls or complete his requests. So he kills her. The third is polite and returns his affections. She lives.

Nice, right?

I’m not gonna, but I could list off dozens of other fairytales from this time period onwards that have his terrifying final verdict to them. See, the reason they existed was to get girls and young women accustomed to arranged marriages wherein they would have to “submit to the will of a monster”.

The point was to comfort all the women who were being married off like political propositions. Basically saying “Hey! We know you don’t want this but look! Even if your husband is an awful pig, if you do everything he asks and are really loving and perfect, you can fix him! Or just not get murdered lol”

Beauty and the Beast popped up originally in a girl’s magazine. Humm. Funny, that.

Initially, it was about Belle learning to love this rich asshole who obviously wasn’t ever wrong and had no reason to repent cause thats the womens job. She gets all the blame and the Beast only changes superficially: going from a stingy weirdo to someone willing to share.

Those magazines? They were intended to, and I quote “promote good manners in the young”.

Yikes.

Point is, the jump to comparing every shitty relationship isn’t pulled from a hat, arbitrary, or even untrue. The Disney version of Beauty and the Beast is literally the only popular version of a animal partner having to do the heavy lifting and actually improving.

It is the exception, not the standard.

And yeah it still sucks because technically those people are right but I understand the issue is that they ARE comparing it to the one with actually modern value but still theres a shitton or history.

Point is: its never that simple and history is wild. The instinct to find similarities between good relationships and bad relationships is, and always was, cultivated.

people will see gross ships where the woman fixes the bad abusive boy or w/e and say “oh just like Beauty and the Beast” but y’all fail to realize Belle didn’t fix Beast. She’s not sitting there screaming about how “I know there’s good in you!!!!!!!” after he does something horrible. She’s not making it her goal to change him. Beast changes because he actively wants to become a better man. Belle is just existing around him and he’s like “hmm I wanna do something nice for her. I wanna learn how to read, and relearn how to eat properly so I don’t gross her out, and wear clothes properly instead of just ripped capes,” like he’s actually trying to be better, which is why the story works. Kyle Ron is not that. Edwin Cullen is not that. They’ll never have what The Prince has babes I’m sorry.

[toomuchpineapples]

I like to hear your analytical thoughts about Ameya

holYCRAP I HONESTLY WOKE UP AND THOUGHT ‘DID I IMAGINE THIS’ CAUSE I DIDN’T EXPECT AN ASK–AHA

But oh man…OH MAN THERE’S JUST SO MUCH I WANNA TALK ABOUT–but it also spoils into the future chapters and I am just so ahead of myself right now too. I would get hit by waves of emotions trying to write not only Ameya, but other characters too and I honestly have to take a moment to stop writing to clear my mind.

Avatar has so much complex characters and I love all of them so much. Maybe I’ve been just reading too many of the character analysis lately too and is comparing it to Ameya–and as much as I wanna talk about how she currently is (in Book 3, where I’m writing her now) she has yet to change in what is revealed now, barely the beginning of Book 2.

BUT THAT DOESN’T STOP ME FROM CONTINUING–I MEAN

I honestly go back to reread my past chapters and I’m just so shocked at how many things have/will change. I didn’t realize there were so many parallels in the story until I reread the previous chapters–and there are many little hints given throughout the chapters. A lot of those hints can be passed over honestly–just cause of how insignificant it seems, but it definitely will come back again….

I honestly don’t know where I’m going with this reply oops. There are little things I can talk about though–for instance, her reason for leaving the Northern Water Tribe the second time. You know why she left the first time and although Zuko was the one that technically ‘kidnapped’ her, she did not go back even if she could easily overpower them on the raft. And then I realized, Book 3 is going to brush up on that too–and so that is all I will say about that matter.

MAYBE I’M JUST THINKING TOO MUCH–I JUST…LOVE THIS STORY…I LOVE AMEYA. Everything is connected, no matter how little the detail may be. I’m just thankful for those who are showing interest and hope you guys will continue to support the future chapters/art/my overwhelming excitement.

[caepaecaesurae]

> Caefora’s Internal Dialogue #2

(( Caefora, Nadaya, and Sweets.  The decision to make candy for Meenah and Nadaya is born. ))

..while Nadaya and Cae were talking...

NAD: ....wwhat evven is up wwith your hair though CC: I'm pretty s)(ore it's also my wvings CC: WVhich is me NAD: .. NAD: is it also your codpiece? CC: My hair is possibly a horror terror and also my soul swveet CC: Excuse you!! CC: I mean CC: technically CC: oh god my soul swveet is wvhiskey. NAD: oh my GOD

sugary-empress Condy mostly sits idly in this convo but now she wants to make brandysnaps, or honey whiskey cakes caepaecaesurae They definitely should.

> Caefora : Give Nadaya access to sugary's vent blog as a peace offering

sugary-empress AAAAAAAAA what if Nadaya kills you now, now he KNOWS stuff, this was a terrible idea and he's just going to be mean to you!!! caepaecaesurae Caesurae will definitely not let that happen, because this was something they did together to try to make nadaya feel better! Also let's be real, Nadaya is crazy easy to emotionally manipulate He won't hurt anything, and after this is done, everyone can change their vent blog passwords, and it'll be fine. sugary-empress True, true... The anxiety subsides. caepaecaesurae ... Have they said anything embarassing on the vent blog that needs to be deleted?  --shit, what if nad noticed it and then they deleted it and he noticed it was deleted.  .... No deleting things, but maybe it's time to look back over recent vent posts and angst. sugary-empress Most of the recent stuff paints Condy in a decently good light, actually? Nice. caepaecaesurae > Sweet. > ... Caesurae has this longstanding bad habit of going back and re-reading his own vent blog when he's feeling broody.  Do they want...to make a personal pact to not do that kind of thing ?  Or ? caepaecaesurae > ...Allllso he's been having a lot of recent conversations on it that might filter through their mind..  Stuff about being attacked by Psii (same hat!) sugary-empress Condy doesn't care about her vent at this point, but she knows enough Bad Things about Cae that it seems unsporting to go find more. Super duper same hat! And now he knows about Sal attacking you and you kidnapping him! What a fun time to share. caepaecaesurae > Ha ha, wow, oops. > ...You didn't //exactly// mean harm, in either of those cases...sort of... ..but man it sure does suck when consequences happen because you somehow did a thing. > ...weird, compulsive urge to apologize to sal and psii.  Except existing at psii will probably make him explode, so, definitely none of that.  Probably same with Sal? > Legitimate guilt about all harm caused. sugary-empress You COULD apologize to Sal, but you'd need to unblock him, and then he'd kill you, and you'd cry. Embarrassing! You do feel bad, though. caepaecaesurae > yeah... and psii blocked YOU, so. > ...Though, funnily, each of those blocks only effects one account... > .. But you'd Definitely die. > So no. > ... Are you friends with anyone that knows them, that you could send honey-based sweets to?  I mean, they might not make it to him, but. > Just, give gifts to people /near/ him.  And don't mention him at all. > And if they /want/ to share, maybe they will! sugary-empress >From now on, you've decided the two of you just Don't have any unpleasant things in common. You just don't now! It sucks too much so it isn't true. >... You could send honey based stuff to Meenah, Sal's close with her. Or Chosis, but they said you're irredeemable and don't deserve any compassion from anyone, so you're not going there. >What about Psii? Who's he friends with? caepaecaesurae > Well, it's unpleasant, but after the anon is over you'll be able to commisserate over how much it sucks!  And really, where else are you going to do that about beating up Captors??  This friendship is really valuable. > Psii is close with Horuss Zahhak, who ..hasn't been around, but is mated to Arlequin, who is also mated to Meenah, and Psii is also friends with Nadaya ... caepaecaesurae > What about making nice honey-themed better-than-possible things for Meenah and Nadaya, and maybe some for Horuss?  ...actually psii might hate sweet things so maybe psii shouldn't get any.. > --but Meenah definitely! sugary-empress >You feel like he mentioned hating them, but have no idea if that was just to antagonize Condy. >Meenah for sure! You're doing this, you're making it happen! caepaecaesurae > yeah! > While you're there, sweets for Arlequin and Val for being great, and for Nadaya to... fuck knows?   Nadaya might share sweets with pzii ... sugary-empress >Pzii deserves sweets and to know you still care, even if you can't be there for him. >NOW YOU MISS PZII, UGH >Maybe you should visit, later... caepaecaesurae > God that's going to be a rough one to broach to nadaya, but -- hell, if you ever DO get to visit, what better chaperone than someone you are literally fused with?? > honey-themed sweets for nadaya and meenah.

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det. au 8

Arsé-kun: Arséne: — And at approximately the same time, Watson was kidnapped. Sherlock and Mycroft were thankfully okay, but those poor kids are going to inevitably get involved one day. The following day, a group of us went to the department store to try and find him. He was not there, nor were any grunts. On the return trip, we were given a tip from Nyar, which turned out to be accurate. I nor Sherlock were able to make a successful rescue, though… *he shudders*

Sheepy: Harley: So Watson was kidnapped by Twilight and Mycroft rode a motorcycle. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Yes. Arsé-kun: Arséne: A bit after this, you were picked up from the hospital. Sheepy: Harley: I remember that. Sheepy: Harley: It was Sherlock and Mycroft. Sheepy: Harley: Mycroft walked in first. Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he nods* That’s right. Now, while you were getting settled in, Sherlock made progress on a personal case of his. Sheepy snuck out, and found a child tied up in the clocktower. Being the right thing to do, Sheepy brought him back. You met Delacroix a bit later on. Sherlock then figured out where Watson was being kept, and we stormed the factory in question. Watson was found and rescued. I was shot at, but it didn’t do any harm. At the same time, Azathoth attempted to drive Van mad, and thankfully failed. Sheepy: Harley: That last part doesn’t sound difficult. Arsé-kun: Arséne: …. Harsh. Sheepy: Harley: Why? Sheepy: Harley: He seems like an angry person. Arsé-kun: Arséne: More defensive than anything, I’ve noticed. He’s been through a lot this last month.. Sheepy: Harley: So everything is fine now. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Did I say I was done yet? Sheepy: Harley: No. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Exactly. Sheepy: Harley: Is there more? Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he just continues instead of answering* I’m not entirely sure what happened, as I wasn’t informed, but Impey and Sherlock had a fight? *he seems unsure* Sherlock finally lost his temper, but on the other hand, Watson got the wires removed. *he pauses for a moment* Monsieur Benedict came to us soon after, in need of assistance. …. And then proceeded to be framed for a murder he could not have committed. Meanwhile, Tom made friends with the head of Twilight, I’ve given up knowing what’s going on, and I finished the case with Jason. Sheepy: Harley: Benedict… eggs benedict…. …. pancakes… Arsé-kun: Arséne: You’re hungry, aren’t you? Sheepy: Harley: I want to go see the squirrels. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ….. Oh, fine, go ahead. Don’t go too far. Sheepy: Harley: *he goes to see the squirrels. They seem to recognize him because they gather around him!* Arsé-kun: *Absolutely fucking incredible* Sheepy: Harley: *he spends some time with the squirrels and then joins Arséne again* Arsé-kun: Arséne: Is your entire bloodline made of disney princes? Sheepy: Harley: I don’t know. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Neither do I. Sheepy: Harley: Of course not. You wouldn’t ask if you knew. Sheepy: Harley: So Sherlock took a case about pancakes. Arsé-kun: Arséne: And murder. Sheepy: Harley: I want to take a case about pancakes. Sheepy: Harley: I’m the pancake murderer. Arsé-kun: Arséne: You sure are. Sheepy: Harley: I don’t know who Jason is. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Tom’s brother. … I doubt you care. Do you want to go home and eat? Sheepy: Harley: Yes. Sheepy: Harley: I want pancakes… Sheepy: Harley: Can you make pancakes? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I can. Sheepy: Harley: Okay. Sheepy: Harley: Please? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I suppose. Sheepy: Harley: Okay. Arsé-kun: *they go back home. Eventful.* Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, they’re back. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Unfortunate, isn’t it? Sheepy: Sherlock: No! Arsé-kun: Arséne: Have we missed anything? Sheepy: Sherlock: No. Sheepy: Sherlock: I’ve been bored the entire time. Arsé-kun: Arséne: What a shame. Sheepy: Sherlock: I want attention. Arsé-kun: Arséne: You’re getting it. Sheepy: Sherlock: I also want to sleep in tomorrow. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Can’t help you there, unfortunately. Sheepy: Sherlock: Carry me there while I’m sleeping and I’m technically there still. Arsé-kun: Arséne: You think I’m getting up that early? Sheepy: Sherlock: Won’t I wake you up anyway? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I don’t know, will you? Sheepy: Sherlock: Probably. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Eh? Maybe.. Sheepy: Sherlock: Unless I sleep on the chair. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Don’t do that. Sheepy: Sherlock: Then you don’t mind being woken up? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Not really. Sheepy: Sherlock: That’s good. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I can think of something better. Sheepy: Sherlock: What? Arsé-kun: *Germain proceeds to walk in on them kissing. This isn’t awkward at all. He doesn’t say anything- This is fine.* Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] Waaaattsssooon I walked downstairs and Arsene and Sherlock are being gross again what do I do Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] You turn around and walk out. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] Kissing is how you spread cooties Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] Well I suppose you aren’t wrong Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] And they’re kissing, meaning they’re spreading cooties. Arsene cooties are deadly. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] Says the one who hugs him. Wouldn’t you have them, too? Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] I’m immune. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] Oh, of course. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] It’ll kill Sherlock though. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] Then it would have by now. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] It’s slow-acting. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] Is it? Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] Yes, like you. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] What if Iris sees… wait. nevermind. She’s seen much worse on the internet probably. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] I hate to agree, but this is one time I will. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] By probably I mean she has and she doesn’t even bat an eye at it. She’s experienced. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] I want her skill not to cringe when google brings up results I didn’t want. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] I’m not sure how she does it, either. Arsé-kun: *Speaking of Iris, she just got sent pictures. From Germain. Germain……* sheep: Iris: [Text: to Germain] AAAAHHHHHH!!! sheep: Sheepy [Text: to Watson] Why does she have pictures of it and why did she send me them??? Her message is a garbled mess so she’s clearly excited about it… sheep: Iris: [Text: to Watson] DADDY DADDY LOOK AT WHAT GERMY SENT ME!!! sheep: *Watson receives pictures.* Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] At least mine was legible? What I want to know is why the Saint has pictures of it. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] … I didn’t see Saint-Germain enter… Sheepy: Sheepy: Hey, are you two aware that Saint-Germain took pictures of you? Arsé-kun: Arséne: EH?! Sheepy: Sheepy: According to Watson, Saint-Germain took pictures of you. Iris sent both him and me said photos, which she apparently received from Saint-Germain. Sheepy: Sherlock: What. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I second that. Sheepy: Sheepy: Saint-Germain took pictures of you but I didn’t see him. Sheepy: Sheepy: However, Iris sent me pictures and apparently she was sent them by Saint-Germain. Arsé-kun: Germain: I didn’t know it was illegal to walk into a room now. If it’s not supposed to be seen, get a room. Sheepy: Sherlock: Just because it can be seen doesn’t mean you should take photographs of it… Sheepy: Sherlock: One’s vision is just a brief memory of an incident. Sheepy: Sherlock: A photograph is a permanent testimony to an event. Sheepy: Sherlock: The brain is a strange thing. It’ll make one see just about anything. Arsé-kun: Germain: I thought Iris would appreciate it. Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t really appreciate it… Arsé-kun: Germain: If it’s not supposed to be seen, get a room. Sheepy: Sherlock: Would you like it if I took pictures of Nyar flirting with you? Arsé-kun: Germain: Go ahead. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he frowns* Either way, I’m not you, and I don’t appreciate you taking pictures. Arsé-kun: Germain: And it won’t happen again. There won’t be another picture like that on my phone. Sheepy: Sherlock: “On my phone”. Arsé-kun: Germain: What, do you think I’d be so uncouth as to steal someone else’s phone for something like that? Sheepy: Sherlock: No. Arsé-kun: Germain: Well, then what’s the clarification for? Sheepy: Sherlock: I just found the wording suspicious, but.. you wouldn’t steal a phone. Arsé-kun: Germain: Only in an emergency, and this is not one Sheepy: Sherlock: Okay, fine. Sheepy: Harley: *he has pancakes. he doesn’t seem to care about what’s going on. How long has he been there?* Arsé-kun: *about as long as Finis* Sheepy: Sherlock: ……………………. Arsé-kun: Finis: Pardon my french, but c’est quoi ce bordel? Sheepy: Sherlock: *he looks to Arsene to translate that* Sheepy: Sherlock: What’re you talking about? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Who taught you that language? Arsé-kun: Finis: The tv. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he copies Finis* Arsé-kun: Arséne: *and he starts laughing again* Sheepy: Sheepy: What’s that mean? Arsé-kun: Finis: More or less? “What the fuck.” Sheepy: Sheepy: Well. Sheepy: Sherlock: Just how much did you see? Arsé-kun: Finis: Enough to decide it wasn’t important. Sheepy: Sherlock: Uh. Arsé-kun: Finis: *he kinda looks up at uncle harley* Sheepy: Harley: Too much. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Oops. sheep: Harley: Why?? sheep: Sherlock: Um. Arsé-kun: *it’s wonderfully awkward for a minute* sheep: Harley: *he seems to be thinking* sheep: Harley: Why doesn’t Mycroft have a partner? Arsé-kun: Finis: He’s not interested. sheep: Harley: then how does he have kids? Arsé-kun: Finis: We’re not his by blood. sheep: Harley: Then whose? Arsé-kun: Finis: Our dad’s. sheep: Harley: Who? Arsé-kun: Finis: Isaac Beckford. sheep: Nyar: That man caused me many problems! Arsé-kun: Finis: This isn’t surprising. sheep: Nyar: Many headaches, too. sheep: Nyar: First he breaks the set rules with his turtle-neck wearing friend. And then he creates that keystone. Finally, he gets captured by Twilight. Gosh… Arsé-kun: Finis: It’s amazing how I nor Cardia could ever be as troublesome as he is. sheep: Nyar: You know what the keystone could do, right? sheep: Nyar: It’s the second half of your sister’s heart. My dad has it. If it’s introduced near her for long enough, her heart will “awaken” and eradicate basically everything within a many mile radius. … Or something like that. sheep: Nyar: I stopped listening to that old man’s babbling sheep: Nyar: after he mentioned the philosopher’s stone. Arsé-kun: Finis: I’m not worried about it. In theory, the keystone would be the first to go, and then what? sheep: Nyar: First to go? Arsé-kun: Finis: Explode, disintegrate, whatever will happen. sheep: Nyar: Well… hmm. sheep: Nyar: Your sister won’t be able to get rid of her poison ever. sheep: Nyar: That’s apparently the fix, according to that old man. sheep: Nyar: It’s incomplete and that’s where the source of the poison is coming from. sheep: Nyar: …but. Arsé-kun: Finis: The fact you know all this makes me think he’s still alive. sheep: Nyar: You don’t have a horologium in you. sheep: Nyar: He is. sheep: Nyar: It just makes me wonder why he stuck the horologium in her considering that you’re just fine without it. sheep: Nyar: Also, as I said, he’s been captured by Twilight… Arsé-kun: Finis: Probably so it would keep out of the hands of others? Arsé-kun: Finis: And oh. Well. Should we bother with getting him out? Sheepy: Nyar: I don’t know. Sheepy: Nyar: We could in theory. Sheepy: Nyar: But I can’t guarantee he’ll be the same. Sheepy: Nyar: So, I pose the question: Sheepy: Nyar: Do you want to risk yourself for someone you once cared for but may not be that person any longer, or do you want to abandon hope and instead keep yourself safe? Arsé-kun: Finis: I cared? *he looks mock-surprised for about three seconds* Sheepy: Nyar: You didn’t? Sheepy: Nyar: Well, then, no, let’s just leave him with Twilight unless everyone else feels like there’s a danger to it or they think that it’d be good to rescue him. Sheepy: Nyar: I guess I should ask Turtleneck too. Arsé-kun: Finis: Ask Victor, yeah. Sheepy: Nyar: I will later. Arsé-kun: *by now, arsene has gone upstairs. still listening, though* Sheepy: *Sherlock has gone to bed. It’s nap time so he can gt up early tomorrow.* Arsé-kun: *this is fine and acceptable* Sheepy: Nyar: I was thinking. Sheepy: Nyar: You said that he put the horologium in Cardia so it wouldn’t be stolen, right? Arsé-kun: Finis: That’s my guess. Sheepy: Nyar: But Twilight has put pieces of the Horologium into their test subjects. Isaac has been making more. Arsé-kun: Finis: why Sheepy: Nyar: It loses its power quickly in small quantities. Sheepy: Nyar: But the test subjects’ bodies have been rejecting it. Sheepy: Nyar: Yes, this includes me. Sheepy: Nyar: Except it wouldn’t stay in me because my body completely rejected it. Other test subjects were basically left with a rock in them. Sheepy: Nyar: Meaning. Sheepy: Nyar: Isaac intentionally created Cardia so she could be the vessel for it. Sheepy: Nyar: I can’t see why… Arsé-kun: Finis: Because he’s lost his mind, that’s why. Sheepy: Nyar: He was already a little…unstable when I spoke with him last. Sheepy: Nyar: But you’re probably right. Sheepy: Nyar: So basically in a way by allowing them to keep him, while I’d call him a shadow of his former self, he still has the brains to make some pretty dangerous things for them. Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Watson] daddy you said that later you’d explain depression to me!! so when is later? Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Iris] I’m sorry, I forgot. If I am allowed in, I will now. Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Watson] the door isnt locked because abby shot the lock off Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Iris] I said if I’m allowed in, not if I can get in Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Watson] you’re allowed in. you always are Arsé-kun: *And so, cane in hand, Watson goes to Iris’ room of pink and college textbooks* Arsé-kun: *AND PLUSH TOYS* Sheepy: *and robots. seems like the watsonbot was repaired by the way.* Sheepy: Iris: Hello! Arsé-kun: Watson: Hello, dear. *he plops down on the edge of Iris’ bed* Sheepy: Iris: I want to know about depression so I can help Sheepy! Sheepy: *also there’s a new stuffed animal. it’s a wolf based on Van! but that’s not important* Sheepy: *strangely, the Wolf Van looks similar to the Lamb Sheepy.* Arsé-kun: *Watson decides Iris has made friends with Van. It’s the only answer to this mystery* Sheepy: *That would be right. Your daughter now has 1 friend. Unless you count Sheepy. But he’s really distant.* Arsé-kun: *he counts, fuck off* Sheepy: Iris: So, what do you know?? Arsé-kun: Watson: I know depression is a mood disorder. Feeling sad or loss of interest, as well as other behavioral and physical symptoms. Sheepy: Iris: Loss of interest is the very definition of Sheepy! Sheepy: Iris: He doesn’t care about anything except science-fiction at this point. Arsé-kun: Watson: m-hm. If I can hazard a guess without being a psychologist, I’d bet there were a few different triggers for it.. Sheepy: Iris: Like? Arsé-kun: Watson: Traumatic events, hormone changes, genetics.. Sheepy: Iris: Traumatic events… Arsé-kun: Watson: …. And no, you don’t have depression. Not that I can tell, anyway. Sheepy: Iris: Okay, good! Sheepy: Iris: I was just thinking… He watched his dad die. But he was always so strange about it. He told me about it a little after he met me but he seemed convinced that he wasn’t actually gone. Mom’s death still gets to me but Sheepy doesn’t seem to care. Sheepy: Iris: Would it really affect him if he doesn’t care? Arsé-kun: Watson: He may not be saying it, is all. He cares more than he lets on. Sheepy: Iris: I guess so. Sheepy: Iris: He’s a good actor when it comes to hiding how he feels, then. Sheepy: Iris: I heard it might be puberty but I don’t know. He’s been doing this for a while now and it only got worse when Twilight came into the picture. Arsé-kun: Watson: … You know, that might be because he can’t go out. Sheepy: Iris: Huh? Sheepy: Iris: What do you mean? Inside is nice. Arsé-kun: Watson: He’s used to going out often, and he suddenly can’t. Sheepy: Iris: Hmmm… Good point. Arsé-kun: Watson: … And to think I’d learn this much about psychology trying to figure out why Holmes is the way he is. Arsé-kun: Watson: …. If you’re wondering, the answer is that I still have absolutely no idea. I thought it to be manic depression… But it doesn’t fit. Arsé-kun: Watson: He’s absolutely not schizophrenic. Arsé-kun: Watson: It may just be a stress reaction.. To just take a day or so and calm down. But I haven’t read anything like that to this degree. Arsé-kun: Watson: WebMD is not at all helpful. Sheepy: Iris: I don’t know. Not in a mean way, but he’s… unique. Herly is fairly normal. He gets stressed easily but other than that, he’s like any other average person. Holmsies, meanwhile… Sheepy: Iris: Is it something that happened to him in the past? We won’t know until Herly recovers. Sheepy: Iris: Now that I think about it, I know more about Herly’s past than Holmsies’…. Sheepy: Iris: He’s got those awful moodswings, a strange ability to deduce the killer before even going to the crime scene, and a large collection of knowledge that seemingly comes out of nowhere despite his memory loss… Sheepy: Iris: And no past to really connect to that. Sheepy: Iris: Holmsies figured out where you were based on the dirt on Azathoth’s shoes. Sheepy: Iris: But why would he know that? His memory is awful. Or… was. He’s starting to remember things for longer periods of time. What did Nyar do to him? Sheepy: Iris: Although his job intends to solve mysteries, they don’t compare to the real mystery that is him. Arsé-kun: Watson: Nyar did affect his memory, yes, in an improvement attempt. *he nods* The moodswings I’m still unsure, and the knowledge is a lot of reading. Arsé-kun: Watson: I think. Sheepy: Iris: He remembered everything he read? Arsé-kun: Watson: Not everything… I’m not entirely sure. Arsé-kun: Watson: I’ve got at least three theories, but none of them seem to fit. Sheepy: Iris: Like what? Arsé-kun: Watson: He may have a photographic memory, but it wouldn’t explain his mood swings. I’d suggest a form of autism, but it wouldn’t explain his memory. There’s far too much to be counted as a special interest… Sheepy: Iris: Maybe both?? Arsé-kun: Watson: Perhaps? Sheepy: Iris: I can’t think of anything else. Arsé-kun: Watson: Or, of course, there’s another reason that I wouldn’t know. Sheepy: Iris: I doubt we’d get anything if we asked him. Arsé-kun: Watson: I doubt he knows himself. Sheepy: Iris: That too. Arsé-kun: Watson: Oh, well. He’s Sherlock, that’s what he is. Sheepy: Iris: That’s the only word to describe him well. Sheepy: Iris: Along with “unique”. Arsé-kun: Watson: m-hm. Sheepy: Iris: But, anyway, I don’t want Sheepy to be distant anymore. I miss him… what do I do? Arsé-kun: Watson: That’s what I’m not sure about, to be honest. Sheepy: Iris: Sheepy actually opened up for the first time in a while. I was surprised. I haven’t seen him cry in a long time. Usually he’s got a smile plastered on his face or jokingly looks pouty. Sheepy: Iris: That was to Luppie because Tom kept saying that he was going to die. Arsé-kun: Watson: Ah, that. It was rather distressing. Sheepy: Iris: Nyar has been trying to get close with him as well, and after Nyar explained himself and the stories about him today, I don’t think that’s a good sign. Arsé-kun: Watson: I wouldn’t know. Sheepy: Iris: He’s been acting like he knows Sheepy very well and I don’t like it. I know Sheepy better. He’s my big brother but even I don’t treat him as buddy-buddy as Nyar does. Arsé-kun: Germain: *he lightly pushes Van out of the doorway to pop in* Oh, it’s not Sheepy himself he’s reacting to. *and he pisses off. Van’s left staring* Sheepy: Iris: Huh? Sheepy: Iris: What’s that supposed to mean…? … Oh! It’s Abby! Hello! Arsé-kun: Van: Oh, hi. … Uh…. *he looks down the hall* Is that it, you old man? Come back here and explain before I put holes in your hat! Sheepy: Iris: I want to know too!! Arsé-kun: Germain: *he returns, shoving Van a second time. van shoves him back* I’d share, but Lupin is going to find out soon, and will probably share. Why ruin it? Sheepy: Iris: Luppie is going to find out soon? Arsé-kun: Germain: Most likely. Nyar’s getting annoying about it. Sheepy: Iris: When? Arsé-kun: Germain: I’ve got no idea. Sheepy: Iris: Nyar seems extremely impatient. Arsé-kun: Germain: He’d share himself, but he’s trying to keep up the mask of being mysterious. … He’s not. Sheepy: Iris: Nyar is just weird and a little off-putting. Sheepy: Iris: I don’t know if I like Phil more though… Sheepy: Iris: Nyar can be really friendly and outgoing when he wants to be. Phil is… um… Sheepy: Iris: Missing something. Sheepy: Iris: He just seems very absent. Arsé-kun: Germain: Oh, he absolutely is. Sheepy: Iris: About Nyar, right? Sheepy: Iris: Unless you’re saying that Phil really is missing something… Sheepy: Iris: I guess if my first impression of Nyar hadn’t been negative, I’d like him? Arsé-kun: Germain: I meant Phil. Everyone’s first meeting with Nyar tends to be negative, I notice. Sheepy: Iris: Even yours? Sheepy: Iris: Nyar seems very attached to you and you don’t seem at all scared or angry towards him. Arsé-kun: Germain: I’ve grown used to it. Sheepy: Iris: How??? He’s so out there… Arsé-kun: Germain: Years and a deal with the figurative devil. Sheepy: Iris: Oh. Sheepy: Nyar: Why’re you insulting me behind my back? I loved you and this is what you do? Saint-Germain, why? Arsé-kun: Germain: It’s not behind your back when you’re lurking as an insect. Sheepy: Nyar: You knew?! Sheepy: Nyar: What, should I tell Lupin everything? Arsé-kun: Germain: No, no. Let him find out himself. Sheepy: Nyar; Well, okay. Sheepy: Nyar; Well, okay. Arsé-kun: Germain: *he lightly shoves Van again, and goes to leave. Van pushes him away. bye* Sheepy: Nyar: Anyway, I’ll let you have fun talking to these two or whatever. Arsé-kun: *Van pushes him away, too- But far rougher* Sheepy: Nyar: *he frowns but doesn’t comment..* Arsé-kun: Van: *he then returns to the doorway* … Go on. I’m just listening. Sheepy: Iris: Huh? Okay. Sheepy: Iris: I don’t remember what we were talking about. Sheepy: Iris: Also, are you sure you don’t want to join the conversation? Arsé-kun: Van: I’d rather not interrupt. Sheepy: Iris: Germy already did so you wouldn’t be. Arsé-kun: *Watson agrees* Arsé-kun: Van: Fine. What is that? *he gestures to the plush representing himself* sheep: Iris: It’s based on you! Arsé-kun: Van: It looks so angry. sheep: Iris: That’s because you always look angry. Arsé-kun: Van: Do I? sheep: Iris: Uhuh. It’s your resting face. sheep: Iris: But I thought it looked cute. If I gave it a happy face it’d look too similar to Sheepy’s… Arsé-kun: Van: That would be weird, anyway. sheep: Iris: Uhuh! sheep: Iris: Do you like it? Arsé-kun: Van: …. Yes. sheep: Iris: *she seems overjoyed!* sheep: Iris: It’s a wolf because of the phrase “lone wolf ”! That’s you Arsé-kun: Van: hm. sheep: Iris: Here, you can get a closer look if you want! *Iris holds out wolf van* Arsé-kun: Van: *he carefully accepts and looks it over* Arsé-kun: *he seems pleased by it* sheep: Iris: Maybe Crofty knows something? Maybe they brought him to someone who specialized in this before their parents passed. Or…! Abby, do you have any ideas as to why Holmsies is the way he is? Arsé-kun: Van: Nope Sheepy: Iris: Oh. Sheepy: Iris: Then I’ll ask Crofty. Arsé-kun: Watson: That’d be a good idea. He might know. Sheepy: Iris: Okay! I’ll text him. Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Mycroft] croooofftyyyy!!! Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Iris] Yes? Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Mycroft] do you know why sherlock is the way he is? Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Mycroft] No. Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Iris] with his really bad moodswings Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Mycroft] so did sherlock never go to anyone for it? Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Iris] Not that I’ve been told. Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Mycroft] that’s too bad i was hoping your parents wouldve looked into it Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Mycroft] was he always so moody? Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Mycroft] i dont know if you can remember that far bacl but any information about him from that time would be appreciated Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Iris] No. Last I recall, just easily bored. Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Mycroft] he gets self-destructive when hes bored Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Mycroft] like cutting himself and using the blood fpr science experiments Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Mycroft] can you remember anything else about him?? Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Iris] When he’s in a good mood, he acts almost the same as before. Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Mycroft] almost? Sheepy: Iris: [text: to Mycroft] in what way is he different??? Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Iris] He’s not a child anymore. Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Mycroft] well yes. im sorry if im bothering you but did he start to act strange or different after your parents’ disappearance? Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Iris] What I saw seemed reasonable. Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Mycroft] daddy and i are trying to figure out the source of it. i apologize if mt questions were too personal Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Mycroft] and what you gave is actually good information Sheepy: Iris: Crofty is saying that he never saw Holmsies have any problems with mood swings and that this is new. Sheepy: Iris: Holmsies doesn’t act much different from his past self when he’s in a good mood. Sheepy: Iris: I’m thinking that maybe Mycroft leaving helped push him in the direction of having them? I don’t see why though… Sheepy: Iris: Or how, rather. Arsé-kun: Watson: I think I can. Stress. Sheepy: Iris: Even so many years into the future? Sheepy: Iris: How can we help him? Arsé-kun: Watson: I don’t know, unfortunately. Sheepy: Iris: Oh well. Sheepy: Iris: That’s too bad… I’ll ask him later how he feels before it I guess? That may help. Arsé-kun: Watson: It may. Sheepy: Iris: But he can’t text… Sheepy: Iris: I guess I have to leave my room to talk to him. Aww.. Arsé-kun: Watson: Yes, you do. Sheepy: Iris: Fiiine. Sheepy: Iris: Where is he right now? Arsé-kun: Van: He went to bed. Sheepy: Iris: Darn. Arsé-kun: Van: Write it down, do it later. Sheepy: Iris: Okay! Sheepy: *it’s time for Arsene to have fun looking into cults!* Arsé-kun: *He’s not. He’s got the date- 4/1/02- written down, as well as other minor details. It was 15 years ago, and 9 out of 10 of the cultists died* Sheepy: *So, what’re you going to do first, buddy?* Arsé-kun: *try and find things from that time period* Sheepy: *Good idea!* Arsé-kun: *After roughly an hour, he finds another cult- “Ahtau, the Peaceful Dark”. This sounds sufficiently edgy.* Sheepy: *Very edgy. What’d yo find out about it, Arsene?* Arsé-kun: *they existed, and they’re a very dead group.* Sheepy: *Anything else?* Arsé-kun: *Absolutely. They, so far, match Nyar’s description of the cult. 8 members and a leader. The ninth member died of unrelated circumstance before the Incident* Sheepy: *but what did they die of?* Arsé-kun: *It doesn’t say, only speculates who they may have been. Either way, everyone else bar one died of suicide.* Sheepy: *anyway, you’re on the right track, Arsene. look further into the thing!* Sheepy: *also, it may be a good idea to look into that ninth member.* Arsé-kun: *He does so. The last ritual they had, which was carefully planned and recorded in a notebook, was named “Ettu, Notice of the Fool”. The intention was to summon the Blind Idiot God- also known as Azathoth. They drank poison and called down the being. The notes begin to become illegible at this point, not being written in english. The leader took over notekeeping, signing “Saddet, the Cryptic Seneschal” before and after his writing. Something certainly happened, speculated to be a mass hallucination. After authorities got in and carried out the dead, the notes were found with an additional statement, also not in english. The final member was a woman with no memory of having gone there, and the only one not to die of the poison.* Arsé-kun: *The woman’s name was Katherine Brooks- and this is the point where Arséne just stops.* sheep: *That last name sounds familiar doesn’t it?* Arsé-kun: *It does. The documentation later mentions she died in childbirth, but the child was perfectly healthy* sheep: *does the kid have a name?* Arsé-kun: *It wasn’t written for the child’s security* sheep: *you can easily guess it though * Arsé-kun: *unfortunately* sheep: Nyar: Do you want the deets? sheep: Nyar: I got the deets! Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he glances back at Nyar* You were ready for this, weren’t you? sheep: Nyar: Uhuh! sheep: Nyar: I plan every little detail for everything I do. sheep: Nyar: I can translate the ritual and explain the result. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Well, then. *he picks his pencil back up* Translate. sheep: Nyar: This line here says “He comes, he’s here!” and here they’re trying to summon my dad to… I guess the best term is to “bless” the unborn child of the chosen mother. Their summoning works to an extent. Arsé-kun: Arséne: That worries me. Go on. sheep: Nyar: I wouldn’t say that my father was the one they summoned exactly or that he received a blessing. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ……. *he seems nervous* sheep: Nyar: My father’s “imitator” decided to give him a “gift”. sheep: Nyar: He shoved another man’s soul in him. Arsé-kun: Arséne: …… sheep: Nyar: His mother passed from complications due to this. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ….. Would it belong to this “Randy” fella? sheep: Nyar: Yes. Arsé-kun: Arséne: And he’s…? sheep: Nyar: He wasn’t dead. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Uh-huh…? sheep: Nyar: His soul was ripped out of him. Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he shudders* sheep: Nyar: He went, I guess the word for it is comatose? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Is he still alive…? sheep: Nyar: Yeah. Arsé-kun: Arséne: What’s this block of text, then? sheep: Nyar: Which one? Arsé-kun: Arséne: This last one.. sheep: Nyar: It’s about him. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Eh? Sheepy: Nyar: The last one’s about Randy. Sheepy: Nyar: Here there’s an apology to Randy over it. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Long apology. Sheepy: Nyar: It is. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Anything… Else, I should know? Sheepy: Nyar: His depression is a result of Randy’s soul. Sheepy: Nyar: Randy had very bad depression. Sheepy: Nyar: That’s not saying he wouldn’t have gotten it if Randy hadn’t been present. Sheepy: Nyar: But Randy’s soul made it definite. Sheepy: Nyar: That, and having two souls is a very, very dangerous thing. Arsé-kun: Arséne: … And you can’t do anything about this? Arsé-kun: *meanwhile in the library, a werewolf and a gargoyle discuss the weather. the mystery kids are chasing a jiang shi. azathoth is there. none of this is noticed or important* Sheepy: Nyar: I could. Sheepy: Nyar: I don’t know if you’ll accept the risks. Arsé-kun: Arséne: It’s not up to me, is it? Sheepy: Nyar: …Actually, no. Sheepy: Nyar: This isn’t your choice to make. Sheepy: Nyar: It’s like a plague doctor trying to cure the plague. Sheepy: Nyar: You understand what I mean, yes? Sheepy: Nyar: I’m not qualified. It’s risky business. I could potentially damage his soul. Not just Randy’s. Sheepy: Nyar: Heck, if I mess up badly, I might destroy his soul or kill him by accident. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ……… Sheepy: Nyar: At the same time, let’s say Randy’s soul suddenly decides to become dominant for some reason. Sheepy: Nyar: And yet, you may ask, why did my father’s imitator choose to “bless” him this way? Arsé-kun: Arséne: … Sure. Sheepy: Nyar: He technically did do as they asked, and…. Sheepy: Nyar: My father is a very powerful idiot. Sheepy: Nyar: He was also awoken from a very, very long slumber. Sheepy: Nyar: His blessing may have stripped Sheepy of his humanity. Sheepy: Nyar: Humans, after all, are very flawed. Arsé-kun: Azathoth: Or everyone would’ve just been dead. *and he exits stage left. oh. he was important* Sheepy: Nyar: Heyhey, get back here! Arsé-kun: Arséne: !! Sheepy: Nyar: Daaad! Get over here! Arsé-kun: Azathoth: *he stumbles back in stage right, yawning* Yes? Sheepy: Nyar: You need to remove Randy’s soul from the kid. Arsé-kun: Azathoth: Why…? I didn’t do it.. Sheepy: Nyar: Well, I’m not qualified to do it and I fix everything around here! Sheepy: Nyar: You know how hard it was to get that thing out of Watson? Gosh! Arsé-kun: Azathoth: I’ll probably break something… And I’m tired.. Sheepy: Nyar: You’re always tired. Sheepy: Nyar: Is that why you bonded so well with Fluffy? He’s always tired, too. Arsé-kun: Azathoth: …… ……….. Oh! Uh…. *he almost dozed off standing up. This thing killed hundreds of people.* sheep: Nyar: Sit down or something. I’ll bring you home. Arsé-kun: Azathoth: *he does sit down- In middair. classy* sheep: Nyar: Just don’t test on me or something when we get there. At least ask instead of beating me up and then doing it. Gosh. sheep: Nyar: Okay, Lupin. You may want to ask Phil about it because for once I don’t know. I’m going to stay with Dad for tonight. Tell Saint-Germain that, okay? Arsé-kun: Arséne: O-okay…. sheep: Nyar: *he picks Azathoth up and starts to head out* Arsé-kun: *Arséne just watches this, before packing up and going straight home* sheep: *Sheepy is busy being Sheepy aka lying right next to the staircase* sheep: Sheepy: Hi. sheep: Sheepy: Where were you? sheep: Sheepy: I wondered to myself while you were gone how, exactly, someone could survive in a space station and not need to interact with Earth at all. sheep: Sheepy: How would they be able to produce anything? sheep: Sheepy: There’s no oxygen in space meaning that we wouldn’t be able to exhale on plants to make them grow. It doesn’t rain in space usually. sheep: Sheepy: There’s no bees in space so how would we pollenate our plants? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Space bees. Tom and Sherlock bred them. Duh. *he slaps the papers down and raises his voice* Germain, Nyar said to tell you he’s not going to be home. *he lowers it again* Also you’re partially the product of a cult, I’m going to bed. sheep: Sheepy: Wait, what? sheep: Sheepy: I want to know more! Arsé-kun: Arséne: Wrote it down. sheep: Sheepy: …Okay. sheep: Sheepy: *he gets up and begins to read the papers* Arsé-kun: *As he does, Germain comes in and reads over his shoulder* sheep: Sheepy: That’s messed up. Arsé-kun: Germain: Quite. sheep: Sheepy: I didn’t ask for any blessings. And this thing that’s in me is causing me to feel miserable? Arsé-kun: Germain: Apparently. sheep: Sheepy: I guess life isn’t fair, but… sheep: Sheepy: I can say that I never wished for this… Arsé-kun: Germain: I’d presume you did not. You weren’t alive yet. sheep: Sheepy: Exactly! sheep: Sheepy: So why…? Arsé-kun: Germain: Cult mentality? I don’t know. sheep: Sheepy: …I guess. sheep: Sheepy: Nyar can’t fix it either… sheep: Sheepy: I thought he could do anything. Arsé-kun: Germain: I presume he would have by now. sheep: Sheepy: Darn… sheep: Sheepy: Nyar, why are you suddenly not capable of anything when I need you??? sheep: Sheepy: Oh well. I’ll just ask Phil. Arsé-kun: Germain: You think he will? sheep: Sheepy: no. sheep: Sheepy: Unfortunately… Arsé-kun: Germain: Hum.. sheep: Sheepy: Do you know anything? Arsé-kun: Germain: I know I am unable to help here. sheep: Sheepy: Oh… sheep: Sheepy: Oh well. Arsé-kun: Germain: Now that you’re aware, though, perhaps acting in ways you don’t wish to could help with your symptoms? sheep: Sheepy: Huh? sheep: Sheepy: I don’t get it. sheep: Sheepy: Acting in ways I don’t wish? Arsé-kun: Germain: You act in a way that may be matching how this other man would be. He was depressed, so it’s possible you’re actually not.. sheep: Sheepy: So what do I do? Arsé-kun: Germain: Betray instinct. You’re keeping yourself in a little comfort zone. Do you ever reach out of it? sheep: Sheepy: No. Arsé-kun: Germain: I noticed. sheep: Sheepy: Instinct says to stay in my comfort zone. Arsé-kun: Germain: Instinct also says don’t steal. sheep: Sheepy: Nevermind I’m betraying instinct Arsé-kun: Germain: Onwards, Sheepy, to feeling better. Sheepy: Sheepy: I don’t know where to start. Sheepy: Sheepy: I stole your watch. Arsé-kun: Germain: So you did. I didn’t even notice. Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah! Sheepy: Sheepy: I guess I should talk to Iris. Arsé-kun: Germain: If you wish to. Sheepy: Sheepy: Who should I target tonight… Arsé-kun: Germain: Don’t ask me. Sheepy: Sheepy: You don’t have any ideas? Arsé-kun: Germain: I do not. Sheepy: Sheepy: Darn. Arsé-kun: Germain: Ask others? Sheepy: Sheepy: Like whom? Arsé-kun: Germain: … I didn’t get that far. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Arsé-kun: Germain: Ask around for ideas? Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] I need ideas. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] With? Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] Who to steal from. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] Don’t ask me! I don’t know, and I’d like to stay uninvolved. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] Okay, then who would Sherlock want me to steal from? Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] I’m not helping you with this. And stay safe. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] Uggghhh fiiiinnneee… Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] Mycroft!!! Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Sheepy] Yes? Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] Who should I steal from?? Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] I’m a thief of justice so they have to be a criminal. Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Sheepy] I’d give you a list of people I work with, but I doubt they’re actual criminals… Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] Eggs has criminal connections right?? Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Sheepy] That’s a good point. Robert is in detainment, though… Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] Then I’ll just steal from a criminal he knows. Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Sheepy] Be careful!! Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] Do you know any of his criminal friends? Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Sheepy] No. I know about his father… Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] His father’s a criminal? Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Sheepy] Were you not here for that discussion? Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] Uhhhhhhh Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] I was sleeping at the breakfast table today. Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Sheepy] …… Right. His name is James Moriarty. Ring any bells? Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] Wait. That’s the guy who messed Sherlock up. Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Sheepy] Yes. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] I remember when everyone thought that he killed Sherlock. Vaguely but… they were not fun times! Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] OK, thank you. You were much more helpful than Watson. Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Sheepy] Don’t tell Watson I said this, but go mess him up. Revenge. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] Do you not like him? Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Sheepy] Robert, I do. His father seemed a decent man, but he did… That. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] OK, I’ll only be leaving the calling card tonight but tomorrow! Tomorrow is different. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Iris] Iris do you wanna come with me to plant this card at someone’s house? Arsé-kun: Iris: [text: to Sheepy] Y E S AKJBJBFkbjbfL LET ME GET RE ADY Sheepy: Sheepy: *He goes and changes into his Joker outfit. Iris comes down a few minutes later in her thief outfit!* Arsé-kun: Germain: Oh? A plan, already? Sheepy: Sheepy: Yup. We’re targeting Moriarty. Arsé-kun: Germain: Don’t let me stop you, then! Sheepy: *Iris and Sheepy leave for Moriarty’s! Iris briefs him on the way about anything he may need to know.* Arsé-kun: *Germain indulges in a bout of semi-evil laughter, meanwhile. He lied and got away with it. Maybe? Was he lying? Idk* Sheepy: *Eventually they arrive!* Arsé-kun: *It’s a particularly large house, but not a literal mansion.* Sheepy: *They sneak in* Arsé-kun: *Verrrrry fancy! Where are you going to plant the card?* Sheepy: *Sheepy places it in an easy to find place* Arsé-kun: *Good idea!* Sheepy: *Sheepy places the card and decides to look around a little to get a good idea of the place* Sheepy: *Iris is sticking close to Sheepy* Arsé-kun: *There’s a creak in the floorboards!* Sheepy: *Iris grabs Sheepy’s arm* Arsé-kun: *Something’s coming in, with glowing red eyes!* Sheepy: Iris: *AAAAAAAAA* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he approaches them and touches their face. touch.* Arsé-kun: *Were they really glowing, or was it a trick of the light? If they were, they aren’t now. There’s a confused noise, though, from them* Sheepy: Iris: Joker, don’t touch the demon! Sheepy: Sheepy: Hi. We’ve come to rob you tomorrow. We left a calling card… Wait. No. Nevermind. I’m not stealing from someone in a wheelchair. Sheepy: Sheepy: Sorry, false call. Arsé-kun: Moriarty: … A bit too late for that. You’re already here, aren’t you..? Sheepy: Iris: Joker, he’s a math professor, not a wrestler. Sheepy: Iris: He nearly killed Holmsies too! Why’re you acting so calm?! Don’t hold a conversation with him! Just run!! Arsé-kun: Mori: I can’t harm either of you. Like he said, I am wheelchair-bound. *he folds his hands* He nearly had me, as well. Sheepy: Sheepy: Sherlock’s being an idiot again. Arsé-kun: Mori: Oh, that sounds about right. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay, real talk, since I walked all the way over here and I’m not wasting my time. Sheepy: Sheepy: Sherlock’s the detective for your son’s case and he’s aware of your relationship with him. Arsé-kun: Mori: Oh? That’s a twist. Sheepy: Sheepy: He doesn’t want to do it and as we all know, when Sherlock doesn’t want to do something he puts no effort into it. Arsé-kun: Mori: …. He’s very easy to convince. Tell him that if he does poorly, I shall do it myself, and make him seem like a junior. That will rile him up. Sheepy: Sheepy: His attorney is a …friend? of Sherlock’s. Sheepy: Sheepy: Their legal advisor is currently our of the country so, um, that job is being left to an easily flustered English student. Arsé-kun: Mori: …. That is adorable. I wish them the best. Sheepy: Sheepy: Are you sure you don’t want any help with that?? Sheepy: Sheepy: You seem oddly calm about it. Arsé-kun: Mori: This is not worth my panic. Sheepy: Sheepy: It’s not? Sherlock’s already deduced the real killer and it’s Fantomas. Sheepy: Sheepy: But if you aren’t bothered by it, that’s good. Arsé-kun: Mori: *he nods* Justice tends to win, no matter how well the evils are doing, or how much fun they are having. That is what I have learned. Sheepy: Iris: I never thought that I’d hear that from the Napoleon of Crime. Arsé-kun: Mori: Oh? That old name is still being used? Sheepy: Iris: Holmsies still uses it! Arsé-kun: Mori: Of course he does. Sheepy: Sheepy: I kind of forget that you exist until winter rolls around. Arsé-kun: Mori: Oh? Does he have similar pains? Arsé-kun: Mori: Oof. Arsé-kun: Mori: I accept the blame for that. Sheepy: Sheepy: He’s difficult to deal with during the winter because his mood swings get really bad and he sleeps less than normal. Arsé-kun: Mori: No wonder he takes longer on cases during the winter months. Sheepy: Sheepy: You’ve been tracking him? Arsé-kun: Mori: Not intentionally. It was something I notice in the papers. He cracks cases far faster in the warmer months. Sheepy: Sheepy: Are you not negatively disposed towards him anymore? Arsé-kun: Mori: Why should I? He is the better man. Sheepy: Sheepy: Most people I’ve stolen from hate me despite being the ones who hurt someone. I’m just delivering justice. Arsé-kun: Mori: Most? This tells me there are exceptions. *a pause* Don’t tell me. Sheepy: Sheepy: Don’t tell you what? Arsé-kun: Mori: Too much. I like to figure things out myself. Sheepy: Sheepy: I’ve piqued your interest? Arsé-kun: Mori: Quite. I did not know some things you have said. Sheepy: Sheepy: Usually the only people interested in Joker are fangirls who like me for my appearance. Arsé-kun: Mori: I can understand why. Sheepy: Sheepy: It’s sad because I’m not interested in romance. I’m interested in sleeping and science fiction. Arsé-kun: Mori: That’s enough out of you, child. Sheepy: Sheepy: Whoops. Sorry. Arsé-kun: Mori: Quite all right. Perhaps we can speak again at a better hour. Sheepy: Sheepy: And when I’m not in a phantom thief outfit. Arsé-kun: Mori: You’d tell me your identity, just like that? Sheepy: Sheepy: I have very few friends. I’m desperate. Arsé-kun: Mori: I doubt there is no one your age, child. If anyone, at least start with my son- He needs it. Sheepy: Iris: Joker you’re being weird again. Arsé-kun: Mori: *he smiles and shakes his head* Like I said, start with my son. Sheepy: Sheepy: And then after that?? Arsé-kun: Mori: Then perhaps. Sheepy: Sheepy: Great! Arsé-kun: Mori: *he looks up to the clock* It’s late! You children better go home. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Good night. I’ll tell Sherlock what you said I should tell him to rile him up. Bye. Sheepy: Sheepy: And also, good luck with the trial thingy. Okay. Bye for real this time. Sheepy: *Sheepy and Iris head home.* Arsé-kun: Mori: … Kids. *he shakes his head, and leaves the room* Sheepy: *Sheepy and Iris get home* Arsé-kun: Delly: You’re alive. heepy: Sheepy: Yup. Sheepy: Iris: *she seems tired* Sheepy: Sheepy: Good night, Iris. Sheepy: Iris: Good night. I need to talk to you tomorrow… *she heads upstairs* Sheepy: Sheepy: Gosh, that was uneventful. I did learn some good information though. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Sherlock] If you perform poorly on this investigation, Moriarty is going to investigate for you and make you seem like a junior. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] Tell Sherlock to check his phone in the morning. It’s important. It’s a message from someone he knows. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] If you’re angry I understand. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] But I alone am the one to blame. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] Ended up not stealing from him. We had a long conversation about himself and Sherlock instead. He seems to have changed. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] I’m sorry? What have you done? sheep: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] I went out to inform my next target and instead we talked it out. sheep: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] I went out to inform my next target and instead we talked it out. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] …. And you went to… Who? sheep: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] Professor Moriarty. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] That is incredible. sheep: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] Who has a message to Sherlock, so make sure he reads it in the morning or else he’s going to do a shabby job on his case. sheep: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] And since I’m sure you’re aware that we went out, Iris came with me not because she wanted to but instead because I indirectly forced her into it because she’s 95% of my impulse control and she knows that. So before you yell at her, yell at me. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] I don’t intend to yell at either of you. I’m more impressed than anything. sheep: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] Eh? sheep: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] How are you impressed? Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] You both went, willingly, to his house, and encountered him, without anything bad happening. I know she came with you willingly- She told me she was going. sheep: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] I didn’t know that you knew… Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] Now you do. sheep: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] Iris was visibly scared of him which makes sense considering that he came in like a monster in a movie. I guess it was stupid of me to approach him and start poking his face but I don’t care. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] He let you do that?! sheep: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] Yes. He seemed very confused at first. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] I can understand why! Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] He seemed amused by me. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] He doesn’t seem to hate Sherlock or anything. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] That’s interesting. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] He admits that Sherlock was the better man in the situation and that he was committing a wrong, so he got just desserts. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] Very Interesting Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] He also doesn’t seem too bothered about his son being put on trial for murder because he knows that justice will prevail. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] I feel like I’ve learned a lot. Thank you. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] No problem. Arsé-kun: *and then Watson goes to bed. Sheepy PROBABLY should too* Sheepy: *no. sheepy’s going to watch movies about tongue-replacing parasites.* Sheepy: *no. sheepy’s going to watch movies about tongue-replacing parasites.* Arsé-kun: *Delly joins him. What’s this?* Sheepy: *awful, probably* Arsé-kun: Delly: *this is so cool.* Sheepy: *Sheepy seems interested* Arsé-kun: *Delly is also interested!* Sheepy: *after a while, Sherlock comes downstairs* Sheepy: Sherlock: …? Arsé-kun: Delly: *he’s excited* Arsé-kun: Delly: Is the parasite gonna win? Sheepy: Sheepy: I hope. Sheepy: Sherlock: Parasite… Sheepy: Sherlock: What’re you talking about? Sheepy: Sheepy: They replace your tongue and control your mind. They’re based on a real thing. Sheepy: Sherlock:…Wh…what? Arsé-kun: Delly: They attack fish! Arsé-kun: Delly: They sadly don’t affect people… I’d pay to see that! Sheepy: Sheepy: So would I. Sheepy: Sherlock: Fish have tongues…? Arsé-kun: Delly: Apparently! Sheepy: Sherlock: Fish tongues… Sheepy: Sheepy: I wouldn’t call it common for fish infected with the parasite to end up in fish being sold, but some people eat them along with other isopods for fun. Arsé-kun: Delly: *his attention goes back to the movie* Eat shit, protag! Sheepy: Sheepy: The protag is so unlikable! I hope he dies to the parasites! Arsé-kun: Delly: I hope the girl kills them! She’s so much better! Sheepy: Sherlock:…Fish tongues… Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah! Arsé-kun: Delly: Oh! Ooh! Did you see that?? He had a mark! Sheepy: Sheepy: He’s one of them! Arsé-kun: Delly: Yessss! Sheepy: Sheepy: Kick their butt! Arsé-kun: Delly: Murder them all! sheep: Sherlock: [Text: to Arsene] fishws havr tobgue sheep: Sherlock [Text: to Arsene] TJEY HAVE TONJIR SND PARASOTE ESY TONGUE Arsé-kun: *arséne doesn’t respond because he’s still sleeping. shouldn’t you get going, sherlock?* sheep: Sherlock: [Text: to Arsene] WHU TONGIE??? sheep: *he should. he waits for a moment and then gets ready* Arsé-kun: Delly: He’s dead! This movie is amazing! Sheepy: Sheepy: It’s stupid and I love it! Sheepy: Sherlock: *he grabs his bag* Fish tongue… Arsé-kun: Delly: Best movie! Sheepy: Sheepy: The creators must’ve been drunk. Arsé-kun: Delly: I dunno, seems pretty sober to me! Sheepy: Sheepy: Or crazy to think that isopods can do that. Arsé-kun: Delly: Eh, there’s worse! Sheepy: Sheepy: Like the monolith monsters. Arsé-kun: Delly: Huh? Haven’t seen that one yet… Sheepy: Sheepy: It’s awful. Arsé-kun: Delly: So is the time. It’s not daytime yet! Sheepy: Sheepy: Really? Arsé-kun: Delly: It’s only five thirty…. Sheepy: Sheepy: Ugh. Sheepy: Sherlock: When will Watson be ready… Arsé-kun: Delly: Maybe we should get drinks once this is over! Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he drags his sorry ass downstairs. He looks exhausted* Sheepy: Sheepy: Good morning. Arsé-kun: Watson: I’d rather be eaten by a shark. Sheepy: Sheepy: I hope I’m eaten by a shark on a daily basis. Arsé-kun: Watson: Lets go, Holmes, before my brain catches up. Sheepy: Sherlock: Fish tongue. Arsé-kun: Watson: I don’t want to know. Sheepy: Sherlock: Watson… There are parasites that eat fish tongues and replace them. Arsé-kun: Watson: ….. This is going to be a looong day. Sheepy: Sherlock: Watson, I’m scared. Sheepy: Sherlock: What if there’s a type for humans? Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t know where we’re going… Arsé-kun: Watson: I doubt it, and I believe I do. Sheepy: Sherlock: Great. Arsé-kun: *Watson grabs his cane, and they get the fuck going* Sheepy: *Sherlock follows Watson there* Arsé-kun: Asougi: –Ryuu! *he whacks Ryuu with his scabbard* Sheepy: Ryuu: Ow! Arsé-kun: Asougi: C'mon, partner, it isn’t naptime! Sheepy: Ryuu: It’s too early… Sheepy: Ryuu: *he sleepily rubs his eyes* Arsé-kun: Asougi: It is not! Sheepy: Ryuu: I want to sleep more… Arsé-kun: Asougi: We need to do this, Ryuu! Sheepy: Ryuu:……..*it’s nap time.* Arsé-kun: Asougi: Ryuu!! I can’t investigate with you napping on me! Sheepy: *Sherlock bursts out laughing. Sherlock, you’re awful.* Arsé-kun: Asougi: Sherlock-san! Good morning! Sheepy: Ryuu: Holmes-san… why? Arsé-kun: Watson: He wants attention. Sheepy: Sherlock: No one notices me unless I act out. Arsé-kun: Asougi: I saw you! Are you ready to investigate? Sheepy: Sherlock: Yes. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Then in we go! Sheepy: *they go* Arsé-kun: *Nobody else is to be found- they must be elsewhere in the house* Sheepy: Sherlock: They’ve probably taken the body away. Arsé-kun: Asougi: That does put a damper on things, doesn’t it? Sheepy: Ryuu: Did you want to see a dead body…? Arsé-kun: Asougi: Don’t we need that for evidence? Sheepy: Ryuu: They usually have an autopsy report, right? Arsé-kun: Asougi: They usually CHANGE the report, you know this! Sheepy: Sherlock: Autopsy reports are the opinion of one person. Sheepy: Sherlock: Their opinion is usually wrong. Arsé-kun: Watson: Yes, exactly. Sheepy: Ryuu: If they change it, just shove the new one in their face… or something… Sheepy: Sherlock: I can figure out the cause of death much faster than it takes them to produce an autopsy report. Sheepy: Sherlock: We already know the true killer, meaning that we just need to reverse our thinking and use evidence to fill in any holes. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Good point! Lets get looking, then! Sheepy: Sherlock: Right. Arsé-kun: *they Get Looking. Ryuu and Watson take alternating nap breaks* Sheepy: *Sherlock as usual throws himself into the crime scene.* Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he throws himself after Sherlock. it’s learning time* Sheepy: Sherlock: Do you see the holes in the floor here? One, two, three, four. Each was stabbed into the body once, as you can see based on the holes. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Four! That seems so unnecessary! Sheepy: Sherlock: *he sprawls out onto the ground and outstreches his arms and legs, similar to the corpse.* Do you see where the knives would have entered? They’re all spots that aren’t immediately lethal. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Yes, I get it! But why? Sheepy: Sherlock: Because the killer is a sadist. Sheepy: Sherlock: The victim most likely bled out. Sheepy: Sherlock: And now we must ask why the accused was in here in the first place Arsé-kun: Asougi: .. Window’s broken! Maybe he heard screaming and came in? Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh! Good idea! Sheepy: Sherlock: Yes, he approached the dying individual and was knocked out by them. Perfect! Arsé-kun: Asougi: No, no! The perp probably did it! Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh. Sheepy: Sherlock: Right. Sheepy: Sherlock: And now, we must ask how the culprit escaped. Probably through the window… Maybe if we check the grass outside the window there’ll still be evidence of them having been there. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Right! Sheepy: *they go to check!* Arsé-kun: *there’s footprints of multiple sizes!* Sheepy: Sherlock: Aha! There were at least two people here! Sheepy: *Sherlock uses his trusty goggles to focus on the footprints. he sees a ladybug. he starts watching that instead.* Arsé-kun: Asougi: …. That’s not the tracks, Sherlock-san! Sheepy: Sherlock: …! *he looks back at the tracks* Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he picks up the ladybug to look at it himself. hello pretty lady* Sheepy: Sherlock: One set approaches it exclusively. It never leaves. That’s most likely Eggs Benedict. I want eggs benedict. There’s probably a place that serves that nearby. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Sherlock, what? Sheepy: Sherlock: The second is the perp, most likely, because it approaches and leaves. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Yeah.. Sheepy: Sherlock: The suspect’s name is Eggs Benedict. Sheepy: Sherlock: You are defending someone named Eggs Benedict Arsé-kun: Asougi: No, no, serves what? Sheepy: Sherlock: Eggs benedict. Arsé-kun: Asougi: … Did you eat today? Sheepy: Sherlock: No. I was too busy focusing on fish tongues Arsé-kun: Asougi: what Sheepy: Sherlock: Did you know that there’s a type of parasite that’ll replace the fish’s tongue and function the same exact way? Sheepy: Sherlock: My nephew told me this. Sheepy: Sherlock: He knows a lot about horrifying things. I didn’t knkw that fish even had tongues. Arsé-kun: Asougi: That’s terrifying. Sheepy: Sherlock: He was watching a movie about ones that did that to humans. That’s what I came downstairs to this morning. Arsé-kun: Asougi: I’ll have to write that down for the “wake ryuu up” list! Sheepy: Sherlock: Touching his neck usually works for me Arsé-kun: Asougi: That only works for you! Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh. Sheepy: Sherlock: What else works… Arsé-kun: Asougi: Loud noises.. Sheepy: Sherlock: You hitting him with your sword works most of the time. Sheepy: Sherlock: Hmmm. Arsé-kun: Asougi: He dozes off after, though.. Sheepy: Sherlock: *He’s taken out measuring tape and suddenly realizes that he can’t do anything with it* Sheepy: Sherlock: Coffee might work..*he zooms in with his goggles and hits a button on the side of it. a photograph comes out of a slot on his bag!* Sheepy: Sherlock: Here, can you use this amd measure the length and width of these footprints? Sheepy: Sherlock: *he more or less shoves it at Asougi, gets up, and starts pacing back and forth* Sheepy: Sherlock: Fantomas follows Eggs home. Fantomas ends up getting ahead of him. He breaks the window and approaches the victim, causing them to scream. Eggs takes a moment. He’s indecisive. He’s already been attacked once, and he’s unsure if he wants to risk it. Eggs finally enters. Fantomas obviously rushed due to how the knives were clumsily shoved in. Eggs approaches to help. Something happens. Eggs gets knocked out. Arsé-kun: Asougi: …. *he’s just awkwardly holding the photo* Sounds good, but, uh… What do I do with this? Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t know, but it’d be useful to use the measuring tape and measure the length and width of both footprints. Sheepy: Sherlock: What you use it for is your expertise. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Oh! Why didn’t you say so! *he goes to start measuring* Sheepy: Sherlock: I did. Sheepy: Sherlock: But not on the photograph. The ground. Arsé-kun: Asougi: You’ve got to be more specific, Sherlock-san! Sheepy: Sherlock: I thought I was making sense. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Now it does! *he sets to work* Sheepy: Sherlock: Great. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he strolls over with starfucks or whatever the fuck* Any progress? Sheepy: Sherlock: We did it. We solved the murder. Sheepy: Sherlock: Somebody died. Arsé-kun: Watson: I never would have guessed!! Wow! Sheepy: Sherlock: Unfortunately, it wasn’t me. Arsé-kun: Asougi: It wasn’t any of us, and that’s what matters! Sheepy: Sherlock: I guess. Arsé-kun: Watson: Hmm.. Ryuu still not helping out here? Sheepy: Sherlock: I thought Ryuu was with you? Arsé-kun: Watson: No… I’ve got this. Hold on. *he goes back indoors. Ryuu screams about a minute later* Sheepy: Sherlock: I wonder if Watson hit him with his cane? Arsé-kun: Asougi: Too loud. Bet it was cold water. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, maybe. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh well. Sheepy: Sherlock: Anyway, the killer actually visited Eggs’s house before this. Sheepy: Sherlock: However, we don’t have the legal right to investigate the area unless the owner of the home, his father, allows us, and. Sheepy: Sherlock:…. Sheepy: Sherlock: Well, that’s not an option. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Sure it is. It can’t be that hard. Sheepy: Sherlock: His father nearly killed me. Arsé-kun: Asougi: …. It can’t be that hard! Sheepy: Sherlock: I can’t really barge into his house because I dragged him with me. Sheepy: Sherlock: But, I mean, I guess. Arsé-kun: Asougi: We can! Sheepy: Sherlock: He’ll understand. Maybe. Sheepy: Sherlock:…Maybe not… Sheepy: Sherlock: I’m kind of scared of doing it. Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he pats Sherlock’s back* I gotcha. I’ll handle it, okay? Sheepy: Sherlock: I can do the investigating part, but talking to him… Arsé-kun: Asougi: I’ll make Ryuu do it! You can go around back! Sheepy: Sherlock: Sneaking in…? Sheepy: Sherlock: That’s illegal. Arsé-kun: Asougi: It’s not sneaking in if it’s using a different entrance for simplicity! Sheepy: Sherlock: Uh… Sheepy: Sherlock: I’ll ask Watson what I should do… Arsé-kun: Watson: Not that. Sheepy: Sherlock: Then what? Arsé-kun: Watson: We keep direct conversation to a minimum. Sheepy: Sherlock: Do you know the way there? Sheepy: Sherlock: I’ll follow you. Arsé-kun: Watson: I don’t- Arsé-kun: Asougi: I’ll find out! Sheepy: Sherlock: How? Arsé-kun: *Asougi plugs it into a gps on his phone. here we go* Sheepy: Ryuu: A genius… Arsé-kun: Asougi: Thank you! Sheepy: Ryuu: Asougi, is it safe to go there if he tried to kill Holmes-san??? Arsé-kun: Asougi: Is it safe for me to be around cats? Sheepy: Ryuu: No… Arsé-kun: Asougi: What do I like? Sheepy: Ryuu: Cats. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Great, lets go! I hope he’s got a cat! Sheepy: Ryuu: Asougi, Wagahai ended up with then because of your cat allergies. Please don’t get another cat. Arsé-kun: Asougi: But I love cats! Sheepy: Ryuu: But your body doesn’t. Arsé-kun: Asougi: I need one that functions! Sheepy: Ryuu: That’s why you shouldn’t have a cat. Sheepy: Sherlock: Please lead us there. Arsé-kun: *they get the hell going* Sheepy: *eventually, they arrive. Sherlock knocks on the door with his left hand* Arsé-kun: Mori: I’ll be right there~ Arsé-kun: *Mori eventually gets to the door! Asougi pushes Ryuu in the way of Sherlock!* Sheepy: Ryuu: Good morning! Sheepy: Ryuu: My partner and I are the defense team defending your son! Sheepy: Ryuu: The detective who is assisting us has connected the case to him having been assaulted by a robber in your home and would like to request permission to investigate the scene. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he is still wearing his goggles. classy.* Sheepy: Ryuu: He is the detective behind me… *he looks over* huh? Where did he go… *he looks behind him and then down* Holmes-san! Please stop taking pictures of that butterfly! Sheepy: Sherlock: Watson, plese put on a glove and grab what’s in that patch of grass there. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he looks over Sherlock’s shoulder and immediately does as asked, gingerly picking up the handgun in the grass* That certainly doesn’t belong there. sheep: Sherlock: Check the bullets, please. Sheepy: Sherlock: With the reputation he had before seemingly disappearing off the face of the Earth, I doubt it was left here unintentionally. Sheepy: Sherlock: So the gun probably has some secret hidden in it. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he opens it, and pulls out a rolled up paper* Good call. *he opens it* ….. This handwriting makes mine look neat. Sheepy: Sherlock: It’s difficult to make it out. Sheepy: Sherlock: Actually, I can’t read this at all. Is it even English? Arsé-kun: Watson: Nope. Sheepy: Sherlock: Well, this is unfortunate. Sheepy: Sherlock: I wonder if anyone knows what this says… Sheepy: Ryuu:…Holmes-san, what’re you giving me that look for? Arsé-kun: Watson: Ryuu is an english student, not french. He can’t help. Sheepy: Sherlock: Isn’t that a type of toast? Sheepy: Ryuu:………… Sheepy: Ryuu: That’s french toast, Holmes-san. Sheepy: Sherlock: Well, I’d hope you’re not studying french toast as a major. Sheepy: Sherlock: Wait a moment. Sheepy: Sherlock: [Text: to Arsene] TRNALSATE FRENH TOASY *he sends a picture of the note to Arséne* Sheepy: Sherlock: [Text: to Arsene] FANTOMAS Arsé-kun: Arséne: [text: to Sherlock] It reads, roughly: “Isn’t strange how what represents new life is so easily cracked? Tonight, I’ll crush your new life - destroy it, just like you destroyed mine. I hope you enjoy the show, Professor”. I feel like it was a crack at his name… No pun intended. Sheepy: Sherlock: [Text: to Arsene] EGGSCELENT Arsé-kun: Arséne: [text: to Sherlock] IT’S TOO EARLY FOR THIS Sheepy: Sherlock: Arsene says it says, “Isn’t it strange how what represents new life is so easily cracked? Tonight, I’ll crush your new life - destroy it, just like you destroyed mine. I hope you enjoy the show, Professor”. Sheepy: Sherlock: [Text: to Arsene] WORK Arsé-kun: Mori: How utterly rude. Arsé-kun: Arséne: [text: to Sherlock] YELLING PUNS AT ME IS NOT WORKING. Sheepy: Sherlock: It most likely refers to last night. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he passes the phone to Watson* Sheepy: Sherlock: If it doesn’t, it refers to tonight. Arsé-kun: Mori: He may intend to attack the jail Robert is being held in. I will make sure the night guards are doing their jobs properly. Sheepy: Sherlock: Maybe, but if he intended to kill, he would’ve killed Robert when he had the chance to. Arsé-kun: Mori: This is Fantomas we are talking about. He takes his time, and the results are generally catastrophic is allowed to continue. Sheepy: Sherlock: This is true. Arsé-kun: Mori: Furthermore, this means the aim of the robbery was not to steal, but to harm. Sheepy: Sherlock: This is unsurprising because he had apparently received threats from Fantomas previously concerning physical harm. Sheepy: Sherlock: The robbery was just an excuse. Arsé-kun: Mori: Exactly. The recent murder was also an excuse to get close to Robert. Sheepy: Sherlock: Fantomas seemed to have lured him in by breaking a window. Arsé-kun: Mori: He could have easily gotten in without breaking it, but the plan required Robert’s presence.. Sheepy: Sherlock: Exactly. This is one ofthe two signs he left of his presence, the other being footprints in front of the window. Arsé-kun: Mori: How sloppy. Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t think it’s a case of being sloppy… Arsé-kun: Mori: Why would he want his own presence to be noticed? It’s like a glaring warning… Sheepy: Sherlock: He’s pinning the murder on Robert, right? Sheepy: Sherlock: Robert was found knocked out by the body. Sheepy: Sherlock: Wouldn’t it be strange if there hadn’t been signs of someone else entering to knock him out? Arsé-kun: Asougi: Hold on, hold on!! There were two sets of prints, though, so that would make it weird! Sheepy: Sherlock: No, if wouldn’t. Sheepy: Sherlock: Let’s look at it in the scenario of: Robert killed the victim. Sheepy: Sherlock: Robert approaches the window. Sheepy: Sherlock: He breaks it. Sheepy: Sherlock: He kills the victim. Sheepy: Sherlock: The screaming attracts a “witness” - Fantomas. Sheepy: Sherlock: Fantomas enters by the entry way that Robert created. Sheepy: Sherlock: Fantomas knocks him out so he can’t flee before the police arrive. Arsé-kun: Mori: In such a case, he should have stayed put instead of retreating, or even better, should have reported the attack. Neither were performed. Sheepy: Sherlock: Not everyone acts the same way under the stress of “witnessing a murder”. Sheepy: Sherlock: Fantomas also would have bloodied his clothed upon killing the victim, meaning that he would have needed to change, right? Sheepy: Sherlock: Hence him leaving. Arsé-kun: Mori: That line of logic went down two different paths. The first point, that is quite fair. Arsé-kun: Mori: The second returned to our previous point with nary a warning. Your point is understood, though. Sheepy: Sherlock: Well, that’s good. Sheepy: Sherlock: I have to wonder why he shot Robert once and in the shoulder specifically. Arsé-kun: Mori: Perhaps so he would be unable to fight back well. Sheepy: Sherlock: Why does he want to get revenge? Arsé-kun: Mori: That’s what I want to know. Sheepy: Sherlock: Did you do something to him? Arsé-kun: Mori: No. Whenever something was wrong, he’d outright say so. If anyone did, it’d be Robert, but I cannot think of anything. Sheepy: Sherlock: Why did he suddenly disappear, then? I noticed that he had stopped helping you all together. Arsé-kun: Mori: I do not know. I intend to use this resurfacing of his to find out. Sheepy: Sherlock: So he just disappeared without a word? Sheepy: Sherlock: Was it during one of your plots? Arsé-kun: Mori: Not during, no. Sheepy: Sherlock: That’s strange. Sheepy: Sherlock: Had something happened before it? Arsé-kun: Mori: If anything had, it’d have been used to find him. Therefore, no. Arsé-kun: Mori: Even those closest to him did not know why he vanished. Sheepy: Sherlock: And he’s acting not at all in character as to how he was before. Sheepy: Sherlock: Are we sure that this is the real one? Sheepy: Sherlock: Because he used to just knock people out and be done with it. Sheepy: Sherlock: The victim died from bleeding out. Sheepy: Sherlock: That’s an incredibly sadistic way of killing someone. Sheepy: Sherlock: Do you remember what plot you had finished before he disappeared? Sheepy: Sherlock: If you don’t, that’s fine. Arsé-kun: Mori: We’re not sure, that is the problem. Arsé-kun: Mori: There’s no way to tell until we personally see him. Arsé-kun: Mori: However- I do remember what we had been doing. Sheepy: Sherlock: What was that? Arsé-kun: Mori: None of your business. I will share that it was at least three months before the falls. Sheepy: Sherlock: You know how I work. Even the smallest of details can change an entire case for me. Arsé-kun: Mori: I was hoping you’d figure it out on your own. I’ll give you a hint- The case with the gangs. Sheepy: Sherlock: ….*he seems to be thinking* Sheepy: Sherlock: Fish tongue? Arsé-kun: Watson: Not the time for that! Sheepy: Sherlock: Fish tongue parasites…… Sheepy: Sherlock: … Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t remember. Arsé-kun: Mori: You don’t? That’s a shame. Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t even remember the case I had last week. Arsé-kun: Mori: …. I am so sorry. Sheepy: Sherlock: What? Sheepy: Sherlock: Why’re you sorry? Arsé-kun: Mori: … *he shakes his head* I’ll be more specific from now on. ‘Twas a case where a young couple were kidnapped by a gang, but purposely framed others. You had to get through all the framing to find them. It was rather impressive. Sheepy: Sherlock: Nope. Don’t remember it. Sheepy: Sherlock: Was Fantomas involved in it at all? Arsé-kun: Mori: Yes. He was in charge of the framing procedures, as well as leading them to the initial capture. Sheepy: Sherlock: He may have disappeared because he had made some enemies with that stunt. Arsé-kun: Mori: It’s possible, but he disappeared without a word. He’d have said if there was an issue. Sheepy: Sherlock: Maybe they grabbed him one night? Arsé-kun: Mori: It’s possible. Sheepy: Sherlock: Guessing isn’t good but there’s so little evidence that it’s all I can do. Arsé-kun: Mori: It’s all we have. Sheepy: Sherlock: Unless we catch him somehow…? Arsé-kun: Mori: We will. I’ll do it myself if I have to. Sheepy: Sherlock: I’ll try too. Arsé-kun: Mori: I intend to have some of my men guard the jail perimeters. You may wish to join them. Sheepy: Sherlock: I will. Arsé-kun: Mori: All right. Sheepy: Sherlock: I’ll disguise myself as one of the guards to make Fantomas less suspicious. Arsé-kun: Mori: My men will do so, as well. Sheepy: Sherlock: Good. Arsé-kun: Mori: I’m glad we could come to this agreement. Sheepy: Sherlock: I can’t use my right hand so I won’t be of much use. Sheepy: Sherlock: The best I can offer is my support. Sheepy: Sherlock: But, I’ll do my best. Sheepy: Ryuu: Holmes-san, the case concerning Fantomas is important but so is proving the innocence of our client… Sheepy: Ryuu: *he lowers his voice and looks to Asougi* What’s a Fantomas? Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he lowers his voice in kind* I’ve got no idea. Should we ask? Sheepy: Ryuu: *still low.* I feel like I’d be intruding… Sheepy: Ryuu: *still low* Is it related to the case? Arsé-kun: Asougi: *still low* Yeah, sounds like it. Sheepy: Ryuu: Um… Sir! What’s this Fantomas thing? Sheepy: Sherlock: Complicated. Sheepy: Ryuu: I was asking our client’s father, Holmes-san… Arsé-kun: Mori: Fantomas? Very complicated, yes, and dangerous. Sheepy: Ryuu: Is it related to the case? Arsé-kun: Mori: Yes. He is the one that framed Robert and murdered that poor woman. Sheepy: Sherlock:…Huh? Arsé-kun: Mori: We just covered this, didn’t we? Sheepy: Sherlock: “Woman”??? Arsé-kun: Watson: … Yes, Holmes, we said it at least six times. Sheepy: Sherlock:……. Sheepy: Sherlock: Then who’s the dead man? Arsé-kun: Watson: A dead woman, and our client if you don’t help. Sheepy: Sherlock: Mop is dying? Arsé-kun: Asougi: Not me! Sheepy: Sherlock: Ryuu? Sheepy: Ryuu: No. Sheepy: Sherlock: Eggs. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Yes. Sheepy: Sherlock: In the end, everything comes down to you. Sheepy: Sherlock: My job is to help find what you need and push you in the right direction. Arsé-kun: Asougi: And you have! Thank you, Sherlock-san! You too, Doctor! Sheepy: Sherlock: So, wait, I’m done? Sheepy: Sherlock: Are you sure you have everything you need?? Arsé-kun: Asougi: It IS our job from here on out, isn’t it? Sheepy: Sherlock: If you want it to be. Sheepy: Sherlock: At this point my role is to look handsome and say cryptic things that actually make no sense. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Aw, not this again! You’re going to confuse Ryuu again! Sheepy: Ryuu: “Cryptic”… “Cryptic”… *he’s flipping through a small dictionary* Arsé-kun: Asougi: See?? Arsé-kun: Asougi: .. Oh! Thank you for working with us, Mr. Moriarty! Arsé-kun: Mori: .. Quite welcome. Sheepy: Sherlock: Where are we going now?? Sheepy: Ryuu: We’re continuing looking into this and you, uh… Sheepy: Ryuu: Ask Watson-san. Sheepy: Sherlock: Watson, what’re we doing? Arsé-kun: Watson: I want to go home and nap once I’m done being utterly impressed by today. Arsé-kun: Watson: And after I’ve written it all down, word for word. Sheepy: Sherlock: Why? Sheepy: Sherlock: What’s there to be impressed by? Sheepy: Sherlock: I’m going to get ready for tonight when we get back. Sheepy: Sherlock: I’ll need to ask Arséne to help because I’m a little limited in what I can do right now… Arsé-kun: Watson: He’ll be glad to help. Sheepy: Sherlock: Yeah. Sheepy: *they go home* Arsé-kun: *they survive and get home!* Sheepy: Sherlock: Arsene! Arsé-kun: Arséne: Welcome home! Sheepy: Sherlock: Thank you! Sheepy: Sherlock: I need help. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Oh? Sheepy: Sherlock: I need to dress up as a guard. Arsé-kun: Arséne: For? Sheepy: Sherlock: To catch Fantomas tonight. Sheepy: Sherlock: I need to be a jail guard. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Say no more! I’ve already got an old guard uniform. It’ll need a few touch ups, but.. Sheepy: Sherlock: Okay. Arsé-kun: Arséne: How did the investigation go, by the by? *he gets up from his seat, stretching and patting Pepper. hellooo friend* Sheepy: Sherlock: I ended up meeting up with Moriarty. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Eh?? Sheepy: Sherlock: I’ll have to work with some of his grunts tonight. Sheepy: Sherlock: Consider it a temporary truce. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Interesting. Sheepy: Sherlock: By the way, are you aware that Sheepy paid a visit to him last night??? Arsé-kun: Arséne: He did?? I thought he was joking.. Sheepy: Sherlock: No, he spoke to Moriarty. Arsé-kun: Arséne: …. Okay. This is far easier for me to accept than other things that have lately happened. Sheepy: Sherlock: What happened with the cultist thing? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Enough Sheepy: Sherlock: …? Sheepy: Sherlock: *Well, he’s “kicked-puppy” Sherlock now. Look at what you did Arsene* Arsé-kun: Arséne: … That wasn’t an attack to you! I meant enough happened! Sheepy: Sherlock: Really? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Yes! Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh. Arsé-kun: *and so, arsene drags sherlock upstairs and explains his findings* Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t get it. Arsé-kun: Arséne: magic and crap Sheepy: Sherlock:….Oh! Sheepy: Sherlock: Okay. Sheepy: Sherlock: So he’s the result of demon magic? Sheepy: Sherlock: That’s unsurprising. I kind of expected that. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Not really the result.. He had already been conceived.. Sheepy: Sherlock: So then, what’s there to worry about? That sort of stuff doesn’t exist anyway. Sheepy: Sherlock: Whether or not his birth parents had cultist connections, he doesn’t. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Nyarlathotep is our neighbor. Sheepy: Sherlock:…. Sheepy: Sherlock: Well. Arsé-kun: Arséne: We were both turned invisible! Sheepy: Sherlock: My point is, it shouldn’t affect your view of him any. Arsé-kun: Arséne: It doesn’t. It’s the act itself that gets me. Sheepy: Sherlock: That someome would do that? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Oui. sheep: Sherlock: There are many strange people out there. sheep: Sherlock: I don’t know why they’d do it, but I’m sure they thought it was necessary. sheep: Sherlock: They may have thought they were protecting him. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Inclined to doubt it, but maybe. sheep: Sherlock: What do you think then? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I don’t know, and I don’t really want to. sheep: Sherlock: I’m sorry, anyway. Arsé-kun: Arséne: It’s fine. Anyway- *he pulls out the uniform!* Do they still look like this? sheep: Sherlock: Yes! sheep: Sherlock: Can you do other disguise things for me too? sheep: Sherlock: he’ll catch on if I have the same hairstyle probably. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I absolutely can. *he sits down and pulls out a hairbrush* C'mere. sheep: Sherlock: *he comes over* Arsé-kun: *arséne pulls him down on his lap and starts doing his hair* sheep: Sherlock: Today I learned that cryptic’s meaning is me. sheep: Sherlock: According to Ryuu. Arsé-kun: Arséne: You certainly are after your job is done. sheep: Sherlock: I say whatever comes to mind. Arsé-kun: Arséne: That’s the only time I can think of you being like that, though. Sheepy: Sherlock: Really? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Really. Cryptic, is Tom. Sheepy: Sherlock: Tom is a little scary… Arsé-kun: Arséne: Yes, he is. Sheepy: Sherlock: I didn’t appreciate him threatening you. Arsé-kun: Arséne: It was more of a warning, but he could have been nicer.. Sheepy: Sherlock: Exactly. Arsé-kun: Arséne: m-hm… *he puts a hat on Sherlock’s head and adjusts it* Perfect. Sheepy: Sherlock: Do I look like a jail guard now? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Just like one! Sheepy: Sherlock: Great! Sheepy: Sherlock: Thank you! Arsé-kun: Arséne: Quite welcome! Sheepy: Sherlock: Hmm… Do I show off your work to everyone else? Sheepy: Sherlock: I want to. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh right, and… Sheepy: Sherlock: Thank you for everything you do. I feel like I don’t say it enough. Life might’ve been impossible if you weren’t here with me this entire way. So… again, thank you. Sheepy: Sherlock: I feel like I don’t say this enough, either: I love you. Do I say it enough? I don’t know. But I feel like I don’t communicate my feelings well enough in just those three words. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Mon amour pour toi est infini~ *he pulls Sherlock down and kisses him* Sheepy: *That’d be really romantic if Sherlock understood what it meant.* Arsé-kun: *french is very romantic when it’s said in a whisper. also, ‘amour’ was used, so it’s automatically romantic* Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t know what that means, but it’s probably romantic? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I assure you, it was. Sheepy: Sherlock: What did it mean? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I said that my love for you is infinite. Sheepy: Sherlock: Well, then! I love you that much! Arsé-kun: Arséne: Then I love you more! Sheepy: Sherlock: I love you more than you love me. Arsé-kun: Arséne: How is this possible?? Sheepy: Sherlock: What? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I always thought I loved YOU more! Sheepy: Sherlock: You did? Sheepy: Sherlock: Then maybe we’re equal? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Maybe! Sheepy: Sherlock: That sounds better, so let’s go with that. Arsé-kun: Arséne: All right, we better get going. Sheepy: Sherlock: Uhuh. Sheepy: Sherlock: Are you going to be a guard with me? Sheepy: Sherlock: I can’t call for help very well if something happens. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I’m coming along, yes. Is there a plan? Sheepy: Sherlock: He’s going to target Eggs so I guess we just do guard things? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Oh, just fill me in on the way there. Sheepy: Sherlock: Okay. Arsé-kun: *so they go downstairs* Sheepy: *Harley is staring at Sherlock* Arsé-kun: Arséne: … It’s Sherlock, Harley. We needed to get him all costumed up! Sheepy: Harley: Why the hairstyle? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Why not? Sheepy: Harley: It’s bad. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Thank you for your opinion, Harley. Sheepy: *Harley looks a little frustrated by it* Arsé-kun: Arséne: I know it’s bad- but I need to cover his face a bit. It’s necessary, I promise. Sheepy: Harley: Why? Arsé-kun: Arséne: To make him harder to recognize. Sheepy: Harley: It’s messy. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Mission accomplished. Sheepy: Harley: Where is he going? Sheepy: Harley: Okay. Sheepy: Harley: Have fun. Arsé-kun: Arséne: We won’t. Sheepy: Harley: But you’re together. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Fair point. Hold on, Sherlock. I’ve got to get ready myself. Sheepy: Sherlock: Okay. Sheepy: *Harley is still staring* Sheepy: Sherlock: Mycroft! Look at the disguise Arséne made! Arsé-kun: Mycroft: *he comes in to look* Oh? I don’t see you. Where are you? Sheepy: Sherlock: Right here! Sheepy: Harley: Something about it seems familiar… Arsé-kun: Mycroft: Oh, I didn’t realize it was you at first Arsé-kun: Arséne: [text: to Sherlock] Ready. I’ll be following you from above. Sheepy: Sherlock: It’s me! Okay! I’m going! Sheepy: Harley: It’s so familiar…. Arsé-kun: *sherlock goes! Arséne is on the roof in his Phantom garb, and it’s late enough for him to be going out this way..* Sheepy: Sherlock: Hullo! Let’s go! Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he gives a thumbs up and goes on ahead* Sheepy: *they head to the jail* Arsé-kun: *Arséne stays up above, out of sight. He’s watching his way* Sheepy: *Sherlock is focused on guard things* Arsé-kun: *He’s being watched by another guard..* Sheepy: Sherlock: *That guard is just doing their job, right? He nods at the gjard anyway* Arsé-kun: *there’s a moment of silence, then a curt nod from the other guard* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he goes back to focusing on guard things* Sheepy: Sherlock: *after a few moments, he glances over at the guard* Arsé-kun: *… They glance back at him again. Eye contact is made.* Sheepy: *Sherlock seems to be looking the guard over…* Arsé-kun: *… The other guard breaks eye contact and looks away* Sheepy: Sherlock: …Nope, you’re a real guard. Arsé-kun: Guard: ….? … Is something happening that I should know? Sheepy: Sherlock: Keep an eye out for other guards or strange individuals. One of the people kept in the jails received a threat that might be about tonight. Sheepy: Sherlock: Cells, rather - they haven’t been given a sentence yet. Arsé-kun: Guard: … The fancy seeming one? Sheepy: Sherlock: Yes. Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he drops down in front of Sherlock, hanging upside-down from a low branch* There’s some noise closer to the cells, but I’ll be seen if I enter. Arsé-kun: *The guard is startled, and starts to stand up* Sheepy: Sherlock: I’ll go look. That might be Fantomas. *he looks to the guard* And, don’t worry about him, he’s fine. Sheepy: *Sherlock rushes inside!* Arsé-kun: *it’s a spar in the middle of a hallway, between three guards. two vs one. the one is winning. he’s also armed* Sheepy: Sherlock: FANTOMAS FOUND! *he runs over. he’s gunna punch you mr. single guard* Arsé-kun: *It’s definitely him, and he’s definitely punched, but not before sinking his dagger into one of the guards’ faces* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he goes to kick Fantomas!* Arsé-kun: *Fantomas is kicked. Congrats. But he’s still armed and now he is angry at Sherlock* Sheepy: Sherlock: *pssshhh. HE’S SHERLOCK HOLMES BAYBEEE. he’s going to throw himself at Fantomas. muscle weighs a lot right? would it be painful to be bodyslammed by sherlock? is sherlock smart by throwing himself at someone with a knife? no.* Arsé-kun: *Fantomas goes to stab him, but stops. It’s like a goddamn stampede coming from a different hallway. What the fuck. Whhhhhhhat the fuck* Sheepy: Sherlock: HE’S OVER HERE! Arsé-kun: *And the other guard stomps in. Now that he’s standing, one thing is obvious: Hhhhhim big. He grabs Fantomas’ collar and easily lifts him up. Fantomas makes this godawful noise and starts stabbing the guards’ arm. They don’t seem to care* Sheepy: *Sherlock goes to check on the stabbed guard* Arsé-kun: *They’re alive, and rubbing their jaw. ouch* Sheepy: Sherlock: Don’t worry, I’ll call for help- I forgot my phone! Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he leans in and tosses it to Sherlock* Oui. Sheepy: Sherlock: Thank you! *he calls 911* Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he starts exaggerating his accent as he strolls in, all Phantom-like. because he is.* You most certainly did leave it behind. Aren’t you lucky I heard yelling? Sheepy: Sherlock: He is. Sheepy: Sherlock: Hullo? This man is bleeding from his face and he needs help! Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he nods and strides right back out, before going Up and then dropping from the rafters, directly into Eggs’ cell. Hello sailor hello sailor* Sheepy: *This, understandably, scares him* Arsé-kun: Arséne: Excusez-moi, désolé, vraiment désolé..! Sheepy: Eggs: *he squints* Who are you? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Unimportant~ But, if you look out, you can see that you are safe. Sheepy: Eggs: *he looks over* Is Smiley okay? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Oui. Shallow wound. Sheepy: Eggs: I’m glad it’s not more serious… Arsé-kun: Arséne: Likewise. I’ve grown tired of coming into a building and finding the dead. What am I, the police? Sheepy: Eggs: *he seems more focused on the bleeding guard* How did you get in here? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Rafters. Sheepy: Eggs: That was clumsy of them. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Extremely. Well, stay safe, and don’t do anything stupid~ *he climbs the bars to the top, and walks along the top, towards the exit* Sheepy: Eggs: I won’t. Arsé-kun: *Watson eventually arrives with his cane in hand, dodging all the people that are here now to reach Sherlock* Sheepy: Sherlock: Watson! You’re here! Arsé-kun: Watson: Of course I am. Catch me up. Sheepy: Sherlock: Fantomas was caught by one of the real guards. Sheepy: Sherlock: One of the fake ones was stabbed. Sheepy: Sherlock: He actually did intend to go for Eggs. Sheepy: Sherlock: I could go for eggs, too…………. poached eggs……………. hmmmmmm……… hot sauce…… Arsé-kun: Watson: Sherlock, it’s past ten. Sheepy: Sherlock: I haven’t had food yet today so I can eat whatever breakfast foods I please. It hasn’t been breakfast yet! Arsé-kun: Watson: All right, fine. Sheepy: Sherlock: Uhuh! Arsé-kun: Watson: *he sighs* Lets just go home. Sheepy: Sherlock: Okay. Sheepy: *So they start to head home.* Arsé-kun: *they get moving. it starts to rain!* Sheepy: Sherlock: I didn’t bring an umbrella. Sheepy: Sherlock: Here, wear this, it’ll keep your head dry. Arsé-kun: Watson: Oh, thank you. Sheepy: *Sherlock passes his hat over.* Arsé-kun: *There’s a shuffling noise from the dumpster. It’s probably a raccoon or something* Sheepy: Sherlock: *HE WANTS TO SEE THE RACCOON* Arsé-kun: Watson: Holmes, no Sheepy: Sherlock: It’s probably cute! Arsé-kun: *more shuffling, and then cardboard is put up. that'ssss not a raccoon* Sheepy: *Sherlock goes to investigate* Arsé-kun: *He’s met by the same watery eyes as before.* Sheepy: Sherlock: Hullo! Arsé-kun: *He’s just stared at. Seems startled* Sheepy: Sherlock: It’s me! The fake guard from earlier! Sheepy: Sherlock: Why’re you in the dumpster? That’s no place to sleep. Arsé-kun: Guard: ….. I’ve got no better place to go. Sheepy: Sherlock: You don’t? Sheepy: Sherlock: *he thinks for a moment* Watson! I found someone who could find my room more useful than I do. Arsé-kun: Watson: Why are you like this?! Sheepy: Sherlock: My job is to help people in need. Arsé-kun: Watson: The job description does not include “House people in your own room”! Sheepy: Sherlock: If you found the person who might’ve actually saved your life living in a dumpster, would you let them live there? Arsé-kun: Watson: … Okay, fine. Sheepy: Sherlock: Because he grabbed Fantomas just as he was about to stab me. Arsé-kun: Watson: I already said fine. Sheepy: Sherlock: Okay, Mr. Guard, follow me! Arsé-kun: *they stand up. Watson takes a step back.* Sheepy: *Sherlock gives them distance so they can get out* Arsé-kun: *he gets out, and he’s still the goddamn tall.* Sheepy: *Sherlock starts to head in the direction of home* Arsé-kun: *the guard follows him and Watson without complaint, still using the cardboard as an umbrella* Sheepy: *eventually they get home.* Sheepy: Sherlock: Hullo! We’re home! Arsé-kun: Delly: Welcome back, you h-he hell is that, some sort of giant robot?? sheep: Sherlock: No, it’s the guard who helped me earlier. He was living in a dumpster so I brought him here. sheep: Nyar: *he floats over* Woah. Arsé-kun: Germain: Walk when we have company. sheep: Nyar: But… it’s so much work. sheep: Nyar: *he lies down on the ground* Arsé-kun: *Delly sits down on him. new seat!* sheep: Nyar: Ohhh, nooooo, you’ve killed me. sheep: Nyar: I’m dead. sheep: Cardia: Fran, look, look! sheep: Cardia: He’s tall! He looks strong! I want to fight him! Arsé-kun: Finis: You don’t just tell people to look at others because they may seem unusual. Or, so I hear. sheep: Fran: …? sheep: Cardia: We’re probably weirder than him… Arsé-kun: Finis: A fair counterpoint. sheep: Fran: Have I seen you before…? Arsé-kun: Guard: *they see Fran and just kind of. stop. completely* sheep: Fran: … sheep: Fran: Something tells me I have, but… sheep: Fran: I don’t remember… Arsé-kun: Guard: …….. That is.. a shame. sheep: Fran: …No, I’ve definitely seen you before, but… I can’t remember where! sheep: Sheepy: He’s your long lost brother. sheep: Sheepy: Separated at birth, you and he have just met for real for the first time. Arsé-kun: Guard: ….. No. sheep: Sheepy: Heck, I don’t know, he’s the monster to your Frankenstein, whatever that means. They used it in one of the bad movies I watched last night. sheep: Fran: ……. sheep: Fran: …………….. sheep: Fran: Monster…? Arsé-kun: *the guard is silent and stonefaced, but his eyebrows are raised at that last bit* sheep: Nyar: *he is watching curiously* sheep: Fran: He’s no monster. Arsé-kun: Guard: *he makes this. rumbling noise* Then what am I, Frankenstein? sheep: Fran: I… guess? sheep: Fran: Monster fits me well… Arsé-kun: Guard: No, no, Frankenstein. sheep: Fran: That is my last name. Arsé-kun: Guard: Yes. I know. sheep: Fran: So I’ve met you before… Arsé-kun: Guard: Yes. sheep: Fran: Where? Arsé-kun: Guard: Your lab, of course. sheep: Fran: My… lab… sheep: Fran: My head hurts… Arsé-kun: Guard: …. We can continue our discussion at a later time. sheep: Fran: N-no… it’s fine. sheep: Cardia: Hmmmm… Arsé-kun: Finis: Are you thinking what I am hypothesizing? sheep: Cardia: I’ve got it! Fran made you like he made us! How’s that for detective work?! sheep: Cardia: Finis, stop using big words to sound smart! Arsé-kun: Finis: I was using it correctly.. sheep: Fran: I… sheep: Cardia: It sounds clunky! Arsé-kun: Guard: …. *he looks Cardia and Finis over* …. You both, too? sheep: Cardia: Yeah, he made us. sheep: Cardia: I’m a… watchamacallit! Finis, you know the word. Arsé-kun: Finis: Homunculus. sheep: Cardia: That thing! Yeah! sheep: Cardia: Here, here, watch this! Finis, do you have anything you don’t mind losing? Arsé-kun: Finis: Not on me. Sheepy: Cardia: Hmmm… Okay, fine, then, how about this? Sheepy: *Cardia strolls over and picks the guard up. Powerful.* Arsé-kun: Guard: Quite impressive! Sheepy: *Cardia puts the guard down* Sheepy: Cardia: Sheepy! Do you have anything you don’t mind losing? Sheepy: Sheepy: My life. Arsé-kun: Finis: Me first. Sheepy: Cardia: Neither of you first! Arsé-kun: Impey: *he quietly joined Fran and has his head on Fran’s shoulder* … Still nothing? sheep: Fran: Why…? It’s so familiar! According to them, I made him, right? So why don’t I remember?? Arsé-kun: Impey: Someone probably did somethin’ to ya! Arsé-kun: Impey: C'mon, Fran, we got this. sheep: Fran: Probably Twilight… Arsé-kun: Impey: Probably! sheep: Fran: My head hurts just thinking about it… sheep: Nyar: Wow. Arsé-kun: Impey: You wanna help for once?? sheep: Nyar: Twilight did it. sheep: Nyar: I mean, I did it, but I was a part of Twilight, meaning that Twilight did it. sheep: Nyar: You see? It’s easy to disconnect yourself from matters. Arsé-kun: Impey: Fix it! sheep: Nyar: Mmmmm… Should I… sheep: Nyar: ………. Arsé-kun: Impey: Yes! sheep: Nyar: I was told not to be weird in front of guests. Arsé-kun: Germain: Then do it in another room! sheep: Nyar: Go, go, shoo, into the other room. sheep: Fran: *he gets up and goes into another room. Nyar follows* Arsé-kun: *Impey also follows!* sheep: Nyar: Okay. Sit down. sheep: Nyar: There’s usually a fifty page contract that goes with this. sheep: Nyar: but let’s skip all that. sheep: Fran: *he hesitantly sits down* sheep: Nyar: Okay, Impey, you ready to witness the power of the Crawling Chaos? Arsé-kun: Impey: Nope! Go for it. sheep: Nyar: *he takes off Fran’s glasses and puts his hands over Fran’s eyes.* Arsé-kun: *Impey decides to put fran’s glasses on. now he can’t see shit!* sheep: *Fran is silent for a moment before he starts whimpering. And now he sounds like he’s in a lot of pain* sheep: Nyar: Don’t try to remove my hands, idiot. sheep: Nyar: You asked for me to return them so I am. Arsé-kun: Impey: !! *he takes the glasses back off and growls. not AT nyar. just an automatic reaction* sheep: *Nyar’s comment was directed to Fran having grabbed Nyar’s wrists* sheep: Nyar: If you attack me while I’m doing this I swear I’m not just going to laugh it off. Arsé-kun: Impey: *he’s frowning. he goes and takes Fran’s hands into his own* Of course not. I’m not stupid, idiot. sheep: *This goes on for a moment longer before Nyar finally removes his hands* sheep: *Fran is trembling some. he’s not a happy camper* Arsé-kun: Impey: Are you okay, Vic? sheep: Nyar: *he lies down on the ground* sheep: Fran: Th-the pain is going away slowly… sheep: Nyar: *where did he go? there’s a puddle where he was…* Arsé-kun: *he’s dead. we’re saved.* Arsé-kun: Impey: *he returns Fran’s glasses!* sheep: Fran: Thank you… sheep: Fran: I can’t believe I forgot about Adam… … oh no… Arsé-kun: Impey: That’s his name? He’s still here… It’s only been a few minutes! sheep: Fran: *he stumbles to his feet and goes into the other room* Arsé-kun: *The guard— Adam’s got two kids in his lap, and a third on his shoulder. Delly likes his new perch, and he’s not moving.* sheep: Fran: *he comes over wordlessly and just hugs him. he has joined the party* Arsé-kun: Adam: ….? sheep: Fran: I’m sorry…! I didn’t mean to abandon you… I was grabbed by Twilight when I went out that day… *is he crying? oh.* I’m sorry… Arsé-kun: Adam: … That’s what matters. You didn’t mean to. sheep: Fran: I can’t believe I forgot about you…I’m so sorry… I… sheep: Nyar: I’m mad skilled. Arsé-kun: Adam: ….. At getting others mad, or do you mean something else? sheep: Nyar: I made him forget about you 'cause I was told to get rid of any memories that would make him seriously want to rebel and if he remembered how he made you, he could make another for Twilight. sheep: Nyar: I’m skilled. Arsé-kun: Adam: Perhaps. *nyar is not worth his attention. fran is worth his attention* sheep: Fran: Please tell me you’ve been okay… sheep: Fran: Everyone has been treating you right, right? You’ve been happy, right? sheep: Fran: I’m sorry I couldn’t be there for you… Arsé-kun: Adam: I’ve been surviving. I have money, I had somewhere to stay… Kind of? Sheepy: Fran: Good, good… Sheepy: Fran: “Had”…? Where are you staying now? Arsé-kun: Adam: Right here, on the floor, forever. Sheepy: Fran:…You’re staying here?! *Fran sounds overjoyed!* Arsé-kun: Adam: If it’s permissible. Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t see why not. Sheepy: Sherlock: Use my room if you want. If I really need to I’ll pay for extra space. Sheepy: Fran: Or you can stay with Impey and me! We live upstairs! Umm… the bed might be too small though… Sheepy: Fran: It’s a bunk bed but it might be too short. Arsé-kun: Adam: It is. Sheepy: Fran: Still…! We’ll figure something out! Sheepy: Fran: I know! We can buy you something to sleep on tomorrow! Arsé-kun: *arsene, meanwhile, wonders when his life turned into a scifi original series* Sheepy: Sheepy: Your life was destined to be strange the moment you adopted me, the cultist child. Arsé-kun: Arséne: with the ghost. Sheepy: Sheepy: Uhuh. Sheepy: Sheepy: The ghost who can predict the future. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I’d better get used to this and quick, huh? Sheepy: Sheepy: Uhuh. Sheepy: *The Dogson bot flies by at a relaxed pace. it stops near Adam and just hovers* Arsé-kun: Adam: *is this a pigeon* Sheepy: *The Dogson bot doesn’t respond. instead it just stares.* Sheepy: Sheepy: She could’ve just come down herself… Arsé-kun: Adam: …. Is this a dog? Sheepy: Sheepy: It’s a robot. Arsé-kun: Adam: Ah. Sheepy: Sheepy: My little sister can listen to and watch everything that’s going on by using it. Sheepy: Sheepy: She’s upstairs. Sheepy: Sheepy: She doesn’t like large crowds so she’s watching you using that. Sheepy: *the dogson bot is lands on a nearby table. the sound of hurried footsteps is heard upstairs! … Iris comes downstairs and rushes Sheepy! She is extremely excited and hugging him way too tightly. her speech is incomprehensible. iris chill* Arsé-kun: Watson: The keywords seemed to be “My little sister”. Sheepy: Sheepy: Ow, ow, ow. *he returns the hug* It’s simpler explaining things that way. Sheepy: Iris: DADDYHECALLEDMEHISSISTER Arsé-kun: Watson: So I heard. Sheepy: Iris: HESNOTDEPRESSEDANYMORE Arsé-kun: Watson: Well, I don’t know about that.. Sheepy: Iris: He’s not being distant anymore!! Arsé-kun: Watson: *he just gives sheepy this pitiful look* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he seems to have noticed it but he doesn’t comment* Sheepy: Sheepy: Uh… I’m trying I guess. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he looks over at Saint-Germain. Is he doing it right?* Sheepy: Cardia: So did Fran make you alone? Sheepy: Cardia: He helped our dad make us, but seeing as Fran might’ve made you alone, it’s making me think that he did most of the work Sheepy: Cardia: Hmmm… Sheepy: *somewhere during all this Nyar has turned back into a puddle. he is tired. let him rest.* Arsé-kun: Adam: He was alone, yes. Sheepy: Cardia: Here, here! Let me show you something cool! Fran, give me your pen! You don’t care much about it, right? Sheepy: Fran: *he passes over his pen. he mourns its loss.* Sheepy: *Cardia takes off her glove and touches it. The strong smell of something burning suddenly enters the air. The pen is melting!* Arsé-kun: Adam: *he seems interested. his eyes are watering more, but he’ll be fine* Sheepy: Cardia: Isaac told Fran to make this weird gem-thing and use it as a heart for me instead of a real one. Sheepy: Cardia: So now my blood is poison. Arsé-kun: Adam: *is this the appropriate time for Pity? it seems like it!!* Sheepy: Cardia: I can melt through anything! Sheepy: Cardia: Except stuff that has this chemical Fran made on it. Arsé-kun: Finis: Not Anything- Yes, that. Sheepy: Cardia: I don’t need food to live because of the Horologium. Arsé-kun: Finis: Not entirely sure how that works still. Sheepy: Cardia: 'Cause it gives me the energy I need. Arsé-kun: Finis: But from where? Sheepy: Fran: Even a little piece of it could power an entire factory. Arsé-kun: Finis: Yes, but how? Sheepy: Fran: Um… science. Arsé-kun: Finis: …. This is opening a can of worms much like discussing electromagnetic fields, isn’t it? Sheepy: Fran: I helped make it and I don’t really know… Sheepy: Fran: I guess. Arsé-kun: Finis: Well, if I may- My guess is that it converts matter in her to energy- While this is good and fine, the waste product is her toxins. I don’t know if this is correct, but it is my hypothesis. Sheepy: Fran: Umm… Sheepy: Fran: Maybe? Sheepy: Fran: It’s an unawakened form of the Philosopher’s stone. Arsé-kun: Finis: She doesn’t sweat, she doesn’t have many hormones a normal human does, etc. Hm… Maybe it uses these processes for itself? … I’m not sure. Sheepy: Fran: I guess. Sheepy: *Tom gazes.* Sheepy: *He watches.* Sheepy: *He’s on Adam’s head. When did he get there?* Sheepy: *He can see A L L* Arsé-kun: Adam: ?? *he carefully takes Tom off to see what he is* Sheepy: Tom: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Sheepy: Tom: i see all Arsé-kun: Adam: That would be quite a lot, wouldn’t it..? Sheepy: Tom: bet on the fifth horse Sheepy: Tom: woah Arsé-kun: *ok lets just. skip to the next morning, because sherlock’s gotta get up* Arsé-kun: Delly: – And I don’t know who dated it up, because this shit? *he holds the Dracula book up* This happened waaay over a hundred years ago! Two hundred! Longer than that! Sheepy: Sherlock: Good morning. *he sounds exhausted* Arsé-kun: Delly: Oh, you’re alive! Sheepy: Sherlock: Unfortunately. Arsé-kun: Delly: I could fix that! Sheepy: Sherlock: Thank goodness. Arsé-kun: Impey: No, no! Don’t you got somethin’ to do, Sherlock? Sheepy: Sheepy: I could hear you pacing back and forth all night while talking to yourself. Arsé-kun: Delly: Yeah, me too! Sheepy: Sherlock: I have to sit through the trial, yeah. Sheepy: Sherlock: Make sure everything goes as it should. Arsé-kun: Delly: Darn. I’ll kick your ass after! Sheepy: Sherlock: Is Watson up yet? Arsé-kun: Impey: Nope. Do you need him up? Sheepy: Sherlock: If he wants all of the details of the case, he should come. Sheepy: Sherlock: I’m not going to retain them, nor am I going to have the energy to relate to him everything that happened. Arsé-kun: Delly: I got it! *he gets off Van and runs upstairs. van is free from the lap vampire.* Sheepy: Sherlock: Okay. Arsé-kun: *Delly returns about ten minutes later, dragging Watson along behind him. Watson does not look happy* Sheepy: Sherlock: Watson, it’s time to go soon. Arsé-kun: Watson: … ah, right. Sheepy: Sherlock: I didn’t sleep last night. Arsé-kun: Watson: … Again? sheep: Sherlock: Uhuh. Arsé-kun: Watson: Why? sheep: Sherlock: I was thinking about Fantomas. Arsé-kun: Watson: Have you thought of anything new? sheep: Sherlock: Yesterday was jarring… Arsé-kun: Watson: That’s quite fair. Sheepy: Sherlock: He really has changed. Arsé-kun: Watson: Moriarty, as well. Sheepy: Sherlock: What’s with him? He’s not at all like he used to be. Sheepy: Sherlock: Both of them have changed. Sheepy: Sherlock: Moriarty for the better, but….. Sheepy: Sheepy: Their minds were swapped! Sheepy: Sherlock: No. Arsé-kun: Delly: That takes a lot of black magic! Sheepy: Sheepy: Nyarlathotep exists. There’s probably someone out there capable of mindswapping people! Arsé-kun: Delly: … I guess! Sheepy: Sheepy: All of you are lacking an imagination anyway. Sheepy: Sheepy: Every time I say something it’s shot down and then it turns out being right. Arsé-kun: Delly: Not always! Sheepy: Sheepy: Most of the time it is! Arsé-kun: Delly: Is not! Sheepy: Sheepy: A lot of the time. Sheepy: Sheepy: Who figured out that Nyar wasn’t human before anyone else? Me. Who’s been claiming that Tom talks for years now only to hear from those around me that it’s just a “phase I’ll grow out of”? Me. Arsé-kun: Delly: All right, Mr. Right, if you know everything, is Helsing actually related to THE Helsing? *he picks the book back up* Sheepy: Sheepy: Considering that Fran’s related to “The” Frankenstein? Yeah, probably. Arsé-kun: Delly: Lets find out! Sheepy: Sheepy: How? Arsé-kun: Delly: *he looks to Van* ARE you related?? Arsé-kun: Van: *he glances at Delly, then plants his face into a pillow with a grunt. tired* Sheepy: Sheepy: If we ask Iris to ask him we’ll probably get an answer. Sheepy: Sheepy: But she isn’t going to be up for a while probably. Arsé-kun: Delly: Well, from what I’ve been told, Helsing blood is supposedly really sweet for some reason. … *he seems to be thinking* Sheepy: Sheepy: Delly, no. He’ll kill you. Arsé-kun: Delly: Nyar should have too, but he didn’t! Sheepy: Sheepy: Maybe his blood is like Cardia’s. Sheepy: Sheepy: Maybe he’s a clone of the real Helsing. Arsé-kun: Delly: That’s ridiculous. sheep: Sheepy: Okay. Then bite him. sheep: Sheepy: Actually, I wonder if my blood is weird. sheep: Sheepy: Wasn’t Randy turned into a lovecraft or something???? Arsé-kun: Delly: Probably! Arsé-kun: *impey, meanwhile, pisses off to help sherlock and watson get ready. let them eat this time* Arsé-kun: Delly: No idea! One at a time, though! sheep: Sheepy: Okay. Arsé-kun: Delly: *he grabs Van’s arm and looks to him for a reaction. Nothing, because he dozed back off.* Beats having to ask! sheep: Sheepy: Did Van not sleep last night? Arsé-kun: Delly: Probably not. sheep: Sheepy: Oh well. sheep: Fran: *he’s come downstairs. he looks tired.* Arsé-kun: *Delly glances up at him. bit too busy to say anything* sheep: Fran: *he doesn’t comment on Delly* sheep: Sherlock: What time do we have to leave by? Arsé-kun: Watson: Ten? sheep: Sherlock: What time is it now? Arsé-kun: Watson: Seven. sheep: Sherlock: …….. Arsé-kun: Watson: …… sheep: Sherlock: *he lies down on the floor* Arsé-kun: Watson: You’re going to trip someone in here. sheep: Sherlock: *instead of moving he just makes pained noises* Arsé-kun: Impey: I kinda wanna get traffic cones for situations like this! Arsé-kun: Impey: I bet I could find some… Sheepy: Sherlock: *he’s dying* Arsé-kun: *Impey runs off. Impey returns with no traffic cones, but a Wagahai. Sherlock receives the purr machine* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he pets Wag* Arsé-kun: *Wag purrs and starts kneading Sherlock’s shirt* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he is happy. wag is here.* Arsé-kun: *Wag curls up on Sherlock’s chest and goes to sleep* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he continues to pet Wag* Arsé-kun: *Impey comes back a second time. He actually found traffic cones among Arséne’s semi-useless stuff.* Sheepy: Sherlock: Il'l just lie here until 9:30. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he sits down in a seat like a normal person* I suppose we DO have time to spare.. Sheepy: Sherlock: We do. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he puts his head down on the table* Sheepy: Sherlock: I want to sleep but I can’t. Arsé-kun: Delly: *from the other room* I could help with that! Sheepy: Sherlock: No. Arsé-kun: Delly: *he pops his head in* I wasn’t gonna do THAT! I doubt you’d want toothpaste in your blood, anyway! *and he heads upstairs* Sheepy: Sherlock: Bye. Sheepy: Sherlock: We’re here, Asougi, Ryuu. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Good morning, Sherlock-san, Watson-san! Sheepy: Ryuu: Good morning. Arsé-kun: Watson: Good morning. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Are you guys ready for the trial? Sheepy: Sherlock: yeah. Arsé-kun: Asougi: All I’ve eaten today was a popsicle and some bread, lets do this Sheepy: Ryuu: You should’ve eaten a balanced breakfast…! Arsé-kun: Asougi: I still probably ate better than Sherlock-san! Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t remember what I ate for breakfast. Arsé-kun: Watson: I can confirm he ate better than that, though. Sheepy: Sherlock: Whether I ate well or not, you are the star of the show here. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Me?! Sheepy: Sherlock: The defense desk is your stage. The only person there to help you will be Ryuu. If you rely too much on him, he’ll be the defense attorney instead of you. Arsé-kun: Asougi: I wouldn’t mind that! *he laughs* Sheepy: Sherlock: Not even your own client can be relied upon. A person’s memory is a strange thing, and he’s already being suspected. Sheepy: Ryuu: I would… Arsé-kun: Asougi: Huh, you’re being surprisingly non-cryptic this morning! It’s kind of nice! Sheepy: Sherlock: Yes. Arsé-kun: Asougi: That’ll help a bunch! Sheepy: Sherlock: Um. Sheepy: Sherlock: I won’t be at the desk with you, will I? Sheepy: Sherlock: I’m not at the desk with him, right, Watson? Arsé-kun: Watson: Not if you don’t want to be. Sheepy: Sherlock: Okay, what do you want, Asougi? I don’t care either way. Arsé-kun: Asougi: To know if you’ve figured anything out! Sheepy: Sherlock: Okay. I’ll go with you then. Arsé-kun: Asougi: What, you can’t tell us now? Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t have all of the facts of the case yet. Sheepy: Sherlock: There’s still some missing links. Arsé-kun: Asougi: What?! Sherlock, the trials in twenty minutes! Sheepy: Sherlock: I haven’t figured everything out is what I said. Sheepy: Sherlock: I was up all night trying to figure it out. Sheepy: Sherlock: I concluded that I don’t have everything I needed. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he decided to tell Asougi and Ryuu about the events of the night before, after they’d split up* Sheepy: Ryuu: So Fantomas has been caught? Arsé-kun: Watson: Yes. I’ll make calls during the trial, though, so I can update you during the break. What I can assure is that the autopsy report won’t change. Sheepy: Ryuu: But… are phones allowed? Arsé-kun: Watson: Not in the courtroom, of course! I doubt I’ll be needed, though. Sheepy: Sherlock: I need you. Arsé-kun: Watson: … All right, fine. I’ll make the calls during the recess, then. Sheepy: Sherlock: Okay. Arsé-kun: Asougi: All right, lets get going! Sheepy: *So they go in.* Arsé-kun: Asougi: … Yeah, we’re early. *he sits down on the bench. not behind it* We’ve got some time. Sheepy: Ryuu: That gives us time to think! Arsé-kun: Asougi: All right! So! We found links from one case to another, we found weapons, we’ve got a name! Sheepy: Sherlock: Fantomas isn’t his real name. Arsé-kun: Asougi: We have a name for a face. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he puts his case on the table* Here. I have everything from the Fantomas cases. Sheepy: *Sherlock clumsily opens it with his left hand and- a cat jumps out!* Arsé-kun: Asougi: Wagahai! Sheepy: Ryuu: Asougi! You’re allergic to him! Arsé-kun: Asougi: oops. Sheepy: Ryuu: Asougi… you need to stay focused on the case! Don’t pet him! Sheepy: Ryuu: I-I’m not a defense attorney! Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he;s already picked up Wag* I AM focusing! *he grabs the top paper to look over* Sheepy: Ryuu: You’re allergic to cats! Arsé-kun: Asougi: I was doomed the moment he popped up! May as well do what I can! Sheepy: Ryuu: Where’s Watson-san… Arsé-kun: Watson: Right here, knowing how this is going to end. Sheepy: Ryuu: Can you do anything for him? Sheepy: Sherlock: Have fun being a defense attorney, Ryuu. Sheepy: Sherlock: Don’t worry. I’ll be right here with you the entire time. Sheepy: Ryuu: That doesn’t give me confidence, Holmes-san… Arsé-kun: Watson: The most I can do is let Asougi have an allergy tablet- Which I brought, because he tends to need it somehow. *he gets one out and hands it to Asougi. asougi takes it and pets wag. thats not now they work..* Sheepy: Sherlock: You know, I feel like you’ve actually taken the job of an attorney more than he has. Sheepy: Ryuu: No, I’m not getting my own badge. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Why not?? You got a higher score than I did! Sheepy: Ryuu: I know… Arsé-kun: Asougi: I know you like that plastic badge, partner, but c'mon! Sheepy: Ryuu: I guess I should… Arsé-kun: Asougi: You’ve learned so much english here in the court, too, so..! Sheepy: Ryuu: *he seems to be considering this* Sheepy: Ryuu: Well, you’re right… Arsé-kun: Asougi: Great! Sheepy: Ryuu: E-either way, if you aren’t feeling well, I’ll take over. Arsé-kun: Asougi: All right. Sheepy: Ryuu: When is it going to start? Arsé-kun: Watson: In about two minutes. Arsé-kun: *Asougi gets off the bench* Sheepy: Ryuu: Okay. Arsé-kun: *All right, it is trial time! Here comes the prosecutor, and he looks sufficiently edgy* Sheepy: Sherlock: It’s Van Zieks! Hullo! Arsé-kun: Asougi: O-oh, hi, Barok-san, sir! Sheepy: Sherlock: You don’t visit us much. Arsé-kun: Barok: I have a job to do- Why would I waste time being so petty? Sheepy: Sherlock: Because if you focus completely on your job, you’ll end up like my brother. Arsé-kun: Barok: Irrelevant. Sheepy: Sherlock: It’s not irrelevant. Arsé-kun: Barok: Irrelevant to the case. Sheepy: Sherlock: I guess. Sheepy: Sherlock: I’ll talk to you about it after the case. Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he’s holding Wag closely, and he’s speaking quietly* I didn’t think the death god was going to be here… Sheepy: Ryuu: Maybe he appeared because you’re ignoring your cat allergies. Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he stifles a sneeze* I’m already doomed. Sheepy: Ryuu: That’s why the death god is here. Sheepy: Sherlock: So, Mr. Reaper! It seems like Ryuu and I are your opponents today!…The mop too, I guess. Arsé-kun: Barok: … I see. Let us begin. Sheepy: Sherlock: The prosecutor always starts off with am opening statement, right? Sheepy: Sherlock: I’m clueless as to how this works. Sheepy: Ryuu: Holmes-san, you’ve done this a thousand times…! Arsé-kun: Barok: You’re learning. *ahem* As far as I am aware, our defendant for today is, as usual, guilty. Try as you might to claim otherwise. Sheepy: Sherlock: You’re determined. Arsé-kun: Asougi: We will try! Ryuu, show'em what we’ve got! Sheepy: Sherlock: Can he do that? Can he just claim that Eggs is guilty? Arsé-kun: Wag: *meoooow!* Sheepy: Ryuu: That’s why he’s the prosecutor, Holmes-san. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he leans forward* He always does. Get on with it. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he seems to be contemplating this* Oh, yeah, you’re right… Sheepy: Ryuu: *…his eyes are darting around the room.* Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he notices* .. Our evidence is definitely better than whatever you’ve brought! Sheepy: Ryuu: I’d like to bring in the defendant to testify about the events of last night! Arsé-kun: Barok: Permitted. Sheepy: *one lf the baliffs leads Robert aka Eggs over to the witness desk. The man, the legend, is here.* Sheepy: Robert: *he looks wiped. he’s clutching his shoulder.* Sheepy: Ryuu: Defendant! Please relate the incidents of two nights ago! Sheepy: Robert:…I was walking home from Sherlock Holmes’s office when I heard the sound of glass crashing. I went to investigate and found a young woman who had been stabbed through all four of her limbs. I attempted to help her and just as I removed one of the knives, I was hit over the head. Arsé-kun: Barok: Explain to me, defense, how you are sure he is not lying. Sheepy: Ryuu: Evidence. Arsé-kun: Barok: Then present it to me! Sheepy: Ryuu: Two sets of footpints were found. Sheepy: Ryuu: Specifically right in front of a broken window… Sheepy: Ryuu: *he presents a picture of it* Sheepy: Ryuu: Our clients only approach while a mysterious third party approaches and leaves. Arsé-kun: Asougi: … Almost like they intended to leave him there! Sheepy: Ryuu: Exactly. Sheepy: Ryuu: And! Our client had been shot in his dominant shoulder previous to the event. As we can see here, the knife marks are rather clean. However! If one had used their non-dominant hand, we wouldn’t see this! Arsé-kun: Barok: … There is no proof that he is not ambidextrous, but I will consider your claims. Sheepy: Ryuu: Ambidextrous… ambidextrous… *he’s flipping through his dictionary* Sheepy: Ryuu:…Oh! Sheepy: Sherlock: On a related note, our client has been receiving threats from an individual who goes by Fantomas for quite some time. Sheepy: Sherlock: As he mentioned, he did speak with me. He met me outside and we both walked to my home. I felt as though we were being followed. Arsé-kun: Barok: *he looks to Eggs. the man the myth* Sheepy: Robert: It’s been going on for weeks now. He shot me three nights ago and attempted my life once again last night. Arsé-kun: Barok: Last night… Did something occur that I must know about? Sheepy: Robert: My father received a threat from him pointing towards my wellbeing. Sheepy: Robert: That is what my two friends told me. They stood in as guards. Sheepy: Robert: Fantomas, disguised as a third guard, attacked the two. Sheepy: Robert: They defended me from him but one was stabbed in the process. Sheepy: Robert: Mr. Holmes ran in and fought with him before a real guard grabbed him. Arsé-kun: Barok: Do we have any of them as witnesses? Sheepy: Ryuu: I believe they’re here…. Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he sneezes* Sorry, yes, they are! I’d like to call them out. Sheepy: *Todd and Smiley come in!* Arsé-kun: *And Smiley is sporting a large bandage on his face!* Sheepy: *Robert is upset by this but doesn’t comment. His face says it all.* Arsé-kun: Smiley: Hello, hello, hello! Sheepy: Todd: Hey. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Can you two *sniff* testify, please? Sheepy: Todd: Last night we disguised ourselves as guards 'cause the Prof told us that Robert here was in danger. We weren’t aware that including us and Holmes over there, there were four guards total. A fifth appeared and seemed way too interested in getting to Robert, and… Arsé-kun: Smiley: Well, we definitely got the point! Sheepy: Todd: You did, anyway, to your face! Arsé-kun: Smiley: Yep, yep! Sherlock got him off of me. Sheepy: Todd: Holmes ran in screaming some sort of war cry and started attacking the man. Sheepy: Todd: The real guard eventually grabbed the attacker. Arsé-kun: Smiley: What a guy! Sheepy: Todd: He was so big. Arsé-kun: Barok: … What of the guard? He was not brought for a testimony? Sheepy: Sherlock: …Uh, was he? Arsé-kun: Asougi: Uh…. N-no? Sheepy: Sherlock: No, he wasn’t. Arsé-kun: Barok: A shame. Do we have physical evidence..? Photographs, security video.. Sheepy: *Sherlock brings up the security footage.* Arsé-kun: *It’s… exactly as described, excluding the person that enters at the end in the shadows. Adam doesn’t look as massive on this angle.* Sheepy: Sherlock: The attacker was Fantomas. Arsé-kun: Barok: Hold it. Who was that at the end? Sheepy: Sherlock: Who? …Oh, Phantom? Arsé-kun: Barok: … You say that with an air of nonchalance that I firmly dislike. The Phantom personally appeared and it was not made note of? Sheepy: Sherlock: I broke my hand recently and he owed me a favor. Arsé-kun: Barok: …. *he narrows his eyes, but does not comment* Sheepy: Sherlock: He was guarding the roof in case Fantomas made his appearance there. Arsé-kun: Barok: …. *he leans back without comment* Arsé-kun: Asougi: It’s coming..! Sheepy: Sherlock: What is? Arsé-kun: Barok: *and hE LEGSLAMS THE BENCH. THAT IS COMPLETELY UNCALLED FOR, BAROK. USE YOUR HANDS* We’ve gone off topic! It is claimed Fantomas had attacked days prior! Explain! Sheepy: Sherlock: Okay. Sheepy: Ryuu: *he is hiding behind Asougi* Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he looks horrified. leg too stronk* Sheepy: Sherlock: Fantomas broke into his home and stole something of value. Robert walked downstairs and found him. Fantomas shot him in the shoulder and fled, emptying the gun of its remaining bullets and leaving a note inside. He dumped the gun in the front lawn Arsé-kun: Asougi: Which we *sneeze* Have! *he withdraws the gun in the bag and displays it* Arsé-kun: *Wag paws at it. How can you argue with this cat?* Sheepy: Sherlock: The note’s contents stated that he was going to damage Robert in some way, and that it would be that night. Sheepy: Sherlock: That could refer to last night or the night of the murder. Sheepy: Sherlock: Fantomas, of course, specializes in not only disguising himself but framing others for his crimes Sheepy: Sherlock: I think it’d be safe to say that Fantomas was that second pair of footsteps. Sheepy: Ryuu: *he still seems a little intimidated* Sheepy: Sherlock: Unless you have proof that it wasn’t Fantomas, Mr. Reaper? Arsé-kun: Barok: *he checks his paperwork again* I’ve got no arguments. Sheepy: Sherlock: ..Really? Arsé-kun: Barok: For once, you’ve brought a solid defense. I didn’t know you were capable of it. Sheepy: Sherlock: Wow. Sheepy: Sherlock: …Really? So you aren’t going to deny it or anything? Arsé-kun: Barok: I could, but who else could I claim did it? Sheepy: Sherlock: …Good point. Arsé-kun: *OKAY, IT’S TIME FOR RECESS* Sheepy: Sherlock: Barok doesn’t seem to be trying at all… Arsé-kun: Watson: Something isn’t right. Sheepy: Sherlock: Uhuh. Sheepy: Sherlock: Usually Barok doesn’t like being called a death god or anything like that. Arsé-kun: Watson: The lack of argument, too. Arsé-kun: Watson: He’s too…. Passive. Sheepy: Sherlock: Yeah… Arsé-kun: Watson: While I don’t mind an easy trial, either something is bothering him, or something is wrong. Sheepy: Sherlock: Yeah. Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he’s finally put Wagahai down, and he’s decided to lie on the floor. He’s still sneezing* Sheepy: Ryuu: Are you okay? Arsé-kun: Asougi: I’m *sneeze* fine! Sheepy: Ryuu: Are you sure? Arsé-kun: Asougi: Yeah Arsé-kun: Wag: *the tail is in the air. the nose is also in the air. wag smells a smell* Sheepy: Sherlock: What do you smell, Wag? Arsé-kun: Wag: Meoooooow! Sheepy: Sherlock: Meow! Arsé-kun: Wag: Meow meow! *wag takes off! Wag is now a dog.* Sheepy: *Sherlock follows* Arsé-kun: *Wag makes his way to a janitor’s closet. Wag. You can’t drink bleach.* Sheepy: Sherlock: What’s in here, buddy? Sheepy: Sherlock: What did you find?? Arsé-kun: Wag: Meoooooooooww! Sheepy: *Sherlock opens it!* Arsé-kun: *And he finds, among the janitor stuff… Barok, tied up and lying on the floor? But you just saw him, didn’t you, Sherlock?* Sheepy: Sherlock: Barok! Sheepy: Sherlock: *he unties Barok* Arsé-kun: Barok: …. *he sits up and frowns* …. That trial had better not be over. Sheepy: Sherlock: Are you okay?! Arsé-kun: Barok: I’m fine, if not sore. Sheepy: Sherlock: Here, let me help you up. Arsé-kun: Barok: …… Thank you. Sheepy: Sherlock: No problem. When did you get here? You were at the prosecutor’s desk.. Sheepy: Sherlock:…Unless… Sheepy: Sherlock:…No wonder you were throwing the case… that was Fantomas! It had to be! Arsé-kun: Barok: That son of a…! How much of the trial was thrown?! Sheepy: Sherlock: At this rate our client will be let off. Sheepy: Sherlock: He seemer much more interested in digging into information about himself and my allies than the case. Arsé-kun: Barok: But is it over?? Sheepy: Sherlock: No. Sheepy: Sherlock: It’s recess right now. Arsé-kun: Barok: When will it resume? Sheepy: Sherlock: Soon. Why? Arsé-kun: Barok: I have a plan, that is why. Sheepy: Sherlock: Do you? Arsé-kun: Barok: Yes. Sheepy: Sherlock: I’ll make sure he can’t leave. Arsé-kun: Barok: Excellent. Resume court as normal. Sheepy: Sherlock: Should I point out that he’s a fake? Arsé-kun: Barok: Tell the defense, but no one else. Do not act on it. Sheepy: Sherlock: Right. Arsé-kun: Barok: Excellent. I will make my own appearance accordingly. Sheepy: Sherlock: Should I act surprised when you appear? Arsé-kun: Barok: That’s up to you. Sheepy: Sherlock: Then I won’t. Arsé-kun: Barok: Get going, before someone notices. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he nods, picks up Wag, and heads back* Arsé-kun: Wag: meow! Sheepy: Sherlock: Good kitty. Arsé-kun: Wag: Meowww~ Sheepy: Sherlock: Just spoke with Barok. Arsé-kun: Watson: Oh? Sheepy: Sherlock: The one at the prosecutor desk is a fake. Sheepy: Sherlock: He was locked in the janitor closet. Sheepy: Sherlock: Do not bring this up. Barok will deal with it. Arsé-kun: Asougi: He what?! Sheepy: Sherlock: Lower your voice. Sheepy: Sherlock: We’ll deal with this. Don’t worry. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Well, okay.. Sheepy: Sherlock: Anyway, get ready, and remember, don’t comment on it. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Right! Sheepy: Ryuu: This explains… a lot. Arsé-kun: *OKAY, RECESS OVER. Barok(?) returns.* Sheepy: Sherlock: Have you collected your thoughts, Mr. Reaper? Arsé-kun: Barok?: I have. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he doesn’t react.* Arsé-kun: Barok: *and BOY is he pissed, taking the time to properly kICK THE FAKER RIGHT DOWN ONTO THE BENCH. FUCK U* Sheepy: Sherlock: Why are you throwing the case, Fantomas? Sheepy: Sherlock: There must have been a reason. Arsé-kun: Fantomas: *he abandons his disguise!* That’s none of your concern! Sheepy: Sherlock: You’ve changed, Fantomas. Are you even the real deal? Arsé-kun: Fantomas: How- How dare you! *his eyes, for the briefest of moments, blink red. Wag buries his face in Sherlock’s chest* Sheepy: Sherlock: Where did you go all of those years, Fantomas? Arsé-kun: Fantomas: That’s none of your business! Sheepy: Sherlock: It is my business! Arsé-kun: *Barok moves in to try and restrain Fantomas. Barok wins a knife in the back of his shoulder. Barok wisely backs off* Sheepy: Sherlock: Barok!- *no, he’s going to stay focused on Fantomas. otherwise he’ll disappear.* You have threatened and attacked my client to get revenge on his father! Your reasons stated concerned your disappearance! Where did you go, Fantomas? Arsé-kun: Fantomas: To Hell and back! *he twitches and jerks. his eyes pulse red again* I’ve been in Hell, and I’m going to share that Hell! You’ll see, you’ll all see! *and he exits stage right, right through the open window. bye, fanto* Sheepy: Sherlock: Wait-… Sheepy: Sherlock: Shoot, shoot! Sheepy: Sherlock: Didn’t Iris mention something about red eyes and the person going into a blind, violent rage? Sheepy: Sherlock: This isn’t good! Arsé-kun: Watson: Don’t let him get away, Holmes! We’ll finish up here! Sheepy: *Sherlock chases after Fantomas.* Arsé-kun: Barok: I’ll be fine. *he’s gritting his teeth. he gestures to Robert* Must we continue this? Events have proven he is not guilty. Sheepy: Ryuu: Well, no……….. we don’t need to continue it. We should focus on catching him. Arsé-kun: Barok: Ajourned, unless you’ve got something else to say. Sheepy: *Ryuu shakes his head* Arsé-kun: Barok: Ajourned. *he (finally) takes a seat to check his shoulder. unfortunately he can’t turn his head 180 degrees* Sheepy: Ryuu: *he goes to check on Barok* Arsé-kun: Barok: *he only seems a bit angrier than normal. seems* Sheepy: Ryuu: Do you need anything? Arsé-kun: Barok: Take a wild guess. Sheepy: Ryuu: Watson-san? Arsé-kun: Barok: I just got stabbed. Obviously. Sheepy: Ryuu: I’m sorry- Watson-san! Please help! Arsé-kun: Watson: *he’s already pulling a first aid kid out and keeping wag out of it* Already on it! *he hurries over* Sheepy: *Ryuu watches. he isnt sure what to do* Sheepy: *Ryuu checks on Asougi* Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he’s… still lying on the floor. He’s taking a nap. Asougi.* Sheepy: *Ryuu is going to check for a pulse anyway because everything that just happened was a blur* Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he’s alive. FOR NOW.* Sheepy: *I DONT LIKE THAT LAST PART* Arsé-kun: *was a joke* Sheepy: Ryuu: *y'know what. it’s nap time. he agrees.* Arsé-kun: Watson: *KIDS THESE DAYS* Sheepy: *watson you sound like you’re 60 dont do that* Arsé-kun: Barok: *CHILDREN THESE DAYS* Sheepy: *Barok you’re like 900 you can do that* Arsé-kun: *hes what* Sheepy: *45* Sheepy: *I dont know* Arsé-kun: *ok fair enough* Sheepy: *Ryuu just takes a nap on the floor for a while. thrilling. Sherlock is sitll not back.* Arsé-kun: *Sherlock continues to Not Be Back for a while* Sheepy: *a long while.* Sheepy: *Where did Sherlock go?* Sheepy: *Do you know, Watson?* Arsé-kun: *Watson has no fucking idea. Watson has been more concerned about Barok’s wound, which was not shallow. Wagahai is more concerned with sniffing the glass on the floor.* Sheepy: *Ouch. Even after Watson is done, Sherlock still isn’t back. Come home to us Sherlock.* Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sherlock] Call if you’re busy, but where are you?! Sheepy: *Watson gets a phonecall!* Arsé-kun: Watson: Cut to the chase, where are you? Sheepy: Sherlock: *he is panting. help this man* Ch-chasing Fantomas… I’ve nearly hit my limit… my heart is pounding and I feel shaky… but if I take a break, he’ll get away! Arsé-kun: Watson: Where? Are you? So we may catch up to you. Sheepy: Sherlock: Uh…uh… Sheepy: Sherlock:…. Arsé-kun: Watson: Holmes? Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t know… I th-think I went this way once to go to Saint-Germain’s mansion… Arsé-kun: Watson: We’ll come as swiftly as we can. Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t feel well… it’s hard to breathe… I’ve started to close the distance a little… Arsé-kun: Watson: Don’t push yourself too hard! Sheepy: Sherlock: *there’s a loud thud. oh. he fell.* Ugh! Arsé-kun: Watson: All right, never mind! Stay there! Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t think I can get up anyway… Sheepy: Sherlock: I’m hot… I’m tired… thirsty… Sheepy: Sherlock: *he goes silent other than heavy breathing* Arsé-kun: Watson: At least stay alive until I get there? Sheepy: Sherlock: Need water… Sheepy: Sherlock: Please bring water… can’t get up… too tired… Arsé-kun: Watson: *he looks down at Ryuu and Asougi. …. they win a fucking cat* Sheepy: Ryuu: Waahh-! *HES UP. WHAT WAS THAT. oh it’s wag.* Arsé-kun: Asougi: *ryuu yelled, and now he’s wide awake* What?! Sheepy: Ryuu: Watson-san dropped Wagahai on me… sorry. Arsé-kun: Watson: We need to move. Sherlock’s exhausted, and he knows where Fantomas went last. Sheepy: Ryuu: Okay, Watson-san! Arsé-kun: Asougi: Did Barok-san already leave..? Sheepy: Ryuu: I don’t know…. Arsé-kun: Watson: Robert already left, as well. Sheepy: Ryuu: Wasn’t Fantomas targeting our client? So.. is it safe for him to be out? Arsé-kun: Watson: Fantomas was chased away, so I’d presume so… Either way, let us make haste! Sheepy: Ryuu: Okay! Sheepy: Sherlock: My legs have cramped up… what a cruel world this is… Arsé-kun: Mori: Isn’t it? I knew you were out and about, but not like this. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh… it’s you. Sheepy: Sherlock: I chased him non-stop all the way from the courtroom… Sheepy: Sherlock: I can’t stand… so… he’s somewhere up ahead. Arsé-kun: Mori: … Would you like to use my wheelchair, then? Lying on the pavement is not going to help you any. Sheepy: Sherlock: No. Sheepy: Sherlock: Watson is coming soon… Arsé-kun: Mori: …. Watson uses a cane at least half the time, and has about half of your stamina due to relying on it. Are you sure? Sheepy: Sherlock: No… Arsé-kun: Asougi: — I told you we’d make it, Ryuu! *he’s got Ryuu on his back. due to not taking a ridiculous path like Sherlock, he’s fine* Sheepy: Sherlock: Water… Arsé-kun: Asougi: Here! *he passes Sherlock a waterbottle. It’s already been opened. from, watson, with love and salt. like, actual salt.* Sheepy: Sherlock: Moriarty, where are you headed? Arsé-kun: Mori: Nowhere important. Do you need an adult to explore the spooky old mansion? Sheepy: Sherlock: Were you headed there? Arsé-kun: Mori: I am now. Sheepy: Sherlock: I’ll come with you. Where is your son? Arsé-kun: Mori: I told him to stay home, but he is likely to show up anyway. Sheepy: Sherlock: What do you intend to do? Sheepy: *Sherlock unsteadily stands* Arsé-kun: Mori: I intend to look around a bit. I’ve noticed far less traffic upon the path leading here than usual, and I’d like to know why. Sheepy: Sherlock: The owner moved out. Arsé-kun: Mori: Suddenly, a new world of answers and questions has been opened. Sheepy: Sherlock: A group broke into his home and ransacked it. He lives next door now. Arsé-kun: Mori: There goes half of the questions. Sheepy: Sherlock: I’ll answer the rest after we deal with Fantomas. Sheepy: Ryuu: Um… not to be rude, but… can any of us other than Asougi take him on? Sheepy: Ryuu: Holmes-san’s hand is broken, Moriarty-san is in a wheelchair, and I don’t know how to fight. Arsé-kun: Mori: Just because I require a wheelchair does not mean I can’t run him over with it. Sheepy: Ryuu: That sounds painful for both parties… Arsé-kun: Mori: Only if I fall out. Now, shall we move on? Sheepy: Sherlock: Alright. Arsé-kun: *they get moving. Watson is still behind* Sheepy: Sherlock: Where is he… Sheepy: Ryuu: *he is looking around. he’s like Asougi’s pikachu or something.* Arsé-kun: *there’s movement from another room!* Sheepy: Sherlock: Is that him? We should check. Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he puts a hand on the hilt of his sword and warily goes to look* Sheepy: Ryuu: *he continues to serve as a second pair of eyes for Asougi* Sheepy: *A strange brunette is there!* Arsé-kun: Asougi: Uh…! Excuse me..! Sheepy: ?: *he turns to the group* Ah…!… Oh, uh, hello, did you need something? Arsé-kun: Asougi: Yeah, did you see some other guy in here? He’s been stabbing people.. Sheepy: ?: Fantomas? I was tracking him, yes, but I haven’t seen him. Arsé-kun: Mori: No surprise. Good afternoon, Juve. Be a dear and help us. Sheepy: Juve: I’ll do my best! Arsé-kun: *Detective Juve Joined The Party!* Sheepy: Juve: He’s probably upstairs. Arsé-kun: Mori: That… May be a problem. Sheepy: Juve:…Ah, uh… Arsé-kun: Mori: I’ll figure something out. Sheepy: Juve: Let’s check the rest of the downstairs area then… Sheepy: Juve: But… my gut instinct says he’s upstairs. Arsé-kun: Mori: I trust your gut instinct. Head on up. Sheepy: *Juve heads upstairs* Arsé-kun: *Asougi follows!* Sheepy: Sherlock: Uh… Well. Let’s follow Mop and Ryuu’s example. Sheepy: Sherlock: I… guess. Sheepy: Sherlock: It’d be easier for me to get it up there with you not in it. Arsé-kun: Mori: It’d be easier for anyone to do so without me in it. Sheepy: Sherlock: So get on my back. Arsé-kun: *Mori does! Surprisingly quickly. He has grown used to having to do this shit* Sheepy: *Sherlock somehow manages to get the wheelchair upstairs.* Arsé-kun: *and Mori hangs on the entire time, like his life depended on it. Or his back* Sheepy: Sherlock: Here, we’re upstairs now. Sheepy: Sherlock: You want to get back in the wheelchair or stay on my back? I don’t care either way. Arsé-kun: Mori: I think I’ll stay. It will make the return trip easier* Sheepy: Sherlock: Alright. Arsé-kun: *they catch up. meanwhile, watson has just gotten in* Sheepy: Juve: I think he’s nearby. Sheepy: Juve: *he continues to lead the group* Arsé-kun: *everyone follows Juve. for some reason* Sheepy: *Juve is smart and seems to know what he’s doing?* Sheepy: *eventually they find Fantomas!* Arsé-kun: *He’s… curled up in a corner, with his hands clutching his head. He’s shaking and shuddering, twitching and twinging* Sheepy: Juve: *he rushes over to Fantomas* Fantomas…It’s okay, don’t worry…! Arsé-kun: Mori: *he slowly and carefully gets down, watching Juve carefully* Don’t get too close. Sheepy: Juve: Why? He needs help… Arsé-kun: Fantomas: …… *he utters a low growl, cracking an eye open to glare. bright red.* Sheepy: Juve: …Don’t worry. It’s just me… it’s Juve. Everything is okay. Arsé-kun: *Fantomas growls louder. A snarl, and he leaps to attack, weapon in hand! A supernaturally fast blur, and Juve is pushed out of the way! The knife is gone, too.* Sheepy: Juve: Juan, no! Arsé-kun: Fantomas: …! *he turns to look at Juve. he’s stopped growling, so that’s good!* Sheepy: Juve: *he approaches Fantomas again. hug?* Arsé-kun: Fantomas: …. ….. *the red glow dies down, and he seems to now recognize Juve* …. Bordel de merde, désolé! Juve, Juve! *juve gets nearly tackled, but not in an aggressive way* Arsé-kun: *there’s a hug! it’s cute! it radiates cute and pure! and then Fanto pushes Juve away.* Arsé-kun: Fantomas: ..! Ack! *he grabs his head again. red, normal, red, normal.* G-get away, get away! rsé-kun: Fantomas: *he, for lack of a better word, scoots away, whining and muttering* I don’t want to see this anymore..!! Arsé-kun: *In the background, Watson finally enters the room! He’s been watching the last minute from the doorway. He wordlessly approaches and stands behind Sherlock* Arsé-kun: *Also meanwhile, Moriarty drops the knife. He observes the cut in his hand and licks it before wiping it off on his shirt. He doesn’t seem very worried about it.* Sheepy: Juve: It’s okay, it’s okay! Don’t worry…! *he slowly approaches again* I’ll help you! Sheepy: Sherlock: *he is staring at Mori. that was the grossest thing he’s had to see all day.* Sheepy: Juve: I don’t know how, though… … uh! I’m here for you! Nothing can happen to you when I’m here! Arsé-kun: Fantomas: M-make it stop… *he doesn’t move or glare at Juve. Safe?* Sheepy: Juve: *probably. he isn’t sure what to do other than go over and comfort Fantomas.* Arsé-kun: Mori: *he looks up at Sherlock* … Can I help you? Sheepy: Sherlock: Isn’t that.. unsanitary? Sheepy: Sherlock: That’s how you infect wounds. Arsé-kun: Mori: Well, you aren’t wrong. Sheepy: Sherlock: I wonder if Watson has gotten here yet? *he turns around and smacks straight into Watson. RIP* Arsé-kun: Watson: No. Not at all. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, thanks. I’ll go look for him then. Sheepy: *Sherlock walks out. Come back Sherlock.* Sheepy: Robert: [Text: to Moriarty] Where are you? It’s been a while. I’m worried. Arsé-kun: Mori: [text: to Robert] Found perp. Safe, no one harmed. Hi, worried, I’m Busy. Sheepy: Robert: [Text: to Moriarty] Where are you? Arsé-kun: Mori: [text: to Robert] Mansion. You know the one. Sheepy: Robert: [Text: to Moriarty] Will be there soon. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he’s not sure if he wants to chase after Sherlock, or find out what happened here* Sheepy: Ryuu: Watson-san! Hello! Arsé-kun: Watson: Can you two explain what just happened to me? I only caught some of it. Sheepy: Ryuu: Um. No. Arsé-kun: Asougi: A lot just happened. Sheepy: Ryuu: I’m still processing it… Arsé-kun: Asougi: Me, too.. It was far faster than it should have been.. Sheepy: Ryuu: I think they’re friends? Sheepy: Ryuu: But he went to stab Juve? Arsé-kun: Asougi: Moriarty-san stopped him? Sheepy: Ryuu: I think. Arsé-kun: Asougi: I think! Sheepy: Robert: [Text: to Moriarty] I’m at the front door. Where are you? Upstairs are downstairs? Arsé-kun: Mori: [text: to Robert] Upstairs Sheepy: Robert: [Text: to Moriarty] Coming. Sheepy: Robert: [Text: to Moriarty] Mr. Holmes is standing here with a lamp shade on his head. What do I do? Arsé-kun: Mori: [text: to Robert] Ignore him. Sheepy: *A minute or two later, Robert arrives!* Arsé-kun: Mori: There you are. Sheepy: Robert: Are you okay? *He kneels down next to Mori* Arsé-kun: Mori: Yes, yes. *he holds up his hands. except, he shows the cut* No wounds to worry about. Sheepy: Robert: Are you sure…? You’ve got a cut on your hand. Sheepy: Robert: Did Fantomas do that to you? Arsé-kun: Mori: No. I took the knife myself. Sheepy: Robert: …Okay. Arsé-kun: *Fantomas is clinging to Juve like his life depends on it. His sanity sure does* Sheepy: *Juve is holding Fantomas close and talking to him softly. dont worry buddy he is here for you* Arsé-kun: Mori: *he looks over at these two, then shakes his head* Sheepy: Robert: What is it? Arsé-kun: Mori: It’s Juan. … His behavior. I don’t understand it. Sheepy: Robert: He was disguised as the prosecutor and was throwing the case so I could be let off despite him putting me in that situation in the first place. Arsé-kun: Mori: That only raises more questions.. Sheepy: Sherlock: It almost reminds me of the hidden potential. Arsé-kun: Watson: Is that what we’re calling it now? Sheepy: Sherlock: Well, didn’t Nyar mention something like that? Arsé-kun: Watson: Either way, go on. Sheepy: Sherlock: Van went through it and so did Delly. Sheepy: Sherlock: Van and Delly both were found in the clocktower. Sheepy: Sherlock: Presumably, Delly was tested on by Twilight like Van was. Arsé-kun: Fantomas: …! *he shudders* Sheepy: Sherlock: Have I guessed right? Arsé-kun: Fantomas: Shut up..! Shut up! Sheepy: Sherlock: Watson, what should we do? Sheepy: Sherlock: Should I contact Nyar? Arsé-kun: Watson: That may be for the best… But I’d rather not stay here. Sheepy: Sherlock: Alright. Then how will we keep an eye on him? Arsé-kun: Watson: I haven’t gotten that far yet.. Sheepy: Sherlock: Moriarty, you know him well. Do you have any ideas? Arsé-kun: Mori: I’ve got… an idea or two, yes. Sheepy: Sherlock: Is there anything you need us to do to go through with it? Arsé-kun: Mori: Yes. Quiet. Take your conversation elsewhere. Sheepy: Sherlock: Alright. Let’s go. Arsé-kun: *sherlock, watson, asougi, and ryuu exit stage left* Sheepy: Robert: Do you want to, or should I? Arsé-kun: Mori: I will. Sheepy: Robert: I’ll make sure they don’t come in. Arsé-kun: Mori: Thank you. Sheepy: *Robert sits by the door* Arsé-kun: Fantomas: *he’s burying his face into Juve’s chest. try not to cry. failed step one.* Sheepy: Juve: *he is doing his best to comfort Fantomas* Arsé-kun: *Mori joins in!* Sheepy: *Juve doesn’t look over at Mori* Arsé-kun: *Fantomas gradually calms down..* Sheepy: Juve: Are you feeling better? Arsé-kun: Fantomas: ….. yeah…. *he’s since turned his head, and his tone is dreamy in nature* Sheepy: Juve: That’s good. Sheepy: Juve: Professor? Where are we going? Sheepy: Juve: Thank you for helping, but… what’s Holmes planning on doing? Arsé-kun: Mori: … *he’s intently staring at Fantomas* Where? Not quite sure. As for your second question, he intends to contact someone. Sheepy: Juve: Alright. I’m staying with Juan. Arsé-kun: Mori: You’ve been trying to catch up to him.. So I will allow it. Sheepy: Juve: Thank you… Sheepy: Juve: It’s been so long. Arsé-kun: Mori: M-hm.. Sheepy: Juve: You’ve done so much for me, Juan… You’re the reason why I’m even still standing here. I’ll do my best to help you. Arsé-kun: Fantomas: ….. *he nods* …. Thanks.. Sheepy: Juve: No problem! You did it for me, so why shouldn’t I do it for you? Arsé-kun: Fantomas: I… I’ve had no control over myself… I don’t want to hurt you… Sheepy: Juve:…I know how it feels. I don’t blame you. Arsé-kun: Fantomas: ……. *he nods again* Sheepy: Juve: I’ll point my attention towatfs trying to find a cure for you instead. Sheepy: Juve: Just please come back. Arsé-kun: Fantomas: ……. I will.. Sheepy: Juve: Thank you…! Arsé-kun: Mori: *he looks around, then to Juve* Shall we get moving? We may have to set up an insanity plea for him.. Sheepy: Juve:…Yes. Sheepy: Robert: *he is focused on guarding. he’s such a good guard* Arsé-kun: Mori: Well, one of you is going to have to take him. Sheepy: Juve: *he picks up Fantomas* Arsé-kun: *Fantomas doesn’t stop him* Sheepy: Juve: Let’s go. Arsé-kun: Mori: Robert? Could you bring my wheelchair over? Sheepy: Robert: *he brings the wheelchair over* Arsé-kun: Mori: *he slowly stands up and sits down in it* … Oooh, that smarts a bit. Sheepy: Robert: Dad, we still have the stairs to deal with. You may want to sit for a while before we attempt those… Arsé-kun: Mori: If no one is looking, we may be able to cheat them. Sheepy: Robert:…Ah, maybe.. Sheepy: Robert: We’ll see. Sheepy: Robert: Or I could carry you and your chair down… Arsé-kun: Mori: Or that! Sheepy: Robert: I’ll do that unless you’re set on your idea… Sheepy: Juve: Do you think you’ll ever recover from that, Professor? Sheepy: Juve: Physical therapy, maybe…? Arsé-kun: Mori: I sure hope so. Sheepy: Juve: Have you tried physical therapy? Arsé-kun: Mori: I would try more if it didn’t hurt as much as it did. Sheepy: Juve: But if you don’t try at all you won’t improve. Sheepy: Juve: That makes me wonder, though… why is Holmes okay? He fell too, didn’t he? But he seemed just fine. Arsé-kun: Mori: Oh, he’s hurting, just not in the same ways I am. Sheepy: Juve: Really? Arsé-kun: Mori: That’s what I’ve been informed. Sheepy: Juve: Huh. Sheepy: Juve: Anyway, they’re waiting for us, so… Arsé-kun: Mori: Yes, yes, of course. Let us make haste. Sheepy: *and so they go* Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, you’re here. Arsé-kun: Mori: Did you expect us to somehow leave otherwise? Sheepy: Sherlock: I texted him saying that we needed him. Sheepy: Sherlock: His reply was… Sheepy: Sherlock: “For eons, people have tried to summon me through sacrifices - human and animal - and have spent their lives serving me, only for me to not show up. You think I’m going to come over just because you said please?” Arsé-kun: Watson: Give me your phone. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he passes it over* Arsé-kun: Watson: I dub this the Lupin Maneuver. *he holds the phone out* Get in the frame, Sherlock. Sheepy: *Sherlock is looking over his shoulder* Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Nyar] Hi, it’s your dearie, could you please get off of your eldritch ass and be of use before I hit you with my cane? Sheepy: Nyar: [Text: to Watson] Take another pic Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Nyar] Why? Sheepy: Nyar: [Text: to Watson] Open camera app Sheepy: Nyar: [Text: to Watson] Flip to facing camera Arsé-kun: Watson: ….. I’m not falling for this. Sherlock, you do it. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he holds the phone up like for a selfy and flips it to the camera facing him. … Nyar’s behind him and grinning. Sherlock swings around and slugs Nyar with his non-broken hand!* Sheepy: Nyar: Ugh! Arsé-kun: Watson: You deserved that. Sheepy: Nyar: *he clutches his nose* You’ve broken my heart, dearie. Sheepy: Nyar: What do you want? Arsé-kun: Watson: Your advice. *he gestures to Fantomas* He seems to have the same potential that Abraham and Delacroix had, but far worse.. Sheepy: Nyar: Hmm. *he strolls over to Fantomas and gets a good look at him* Sheepy: Nyar: …Nope. Don’t remember Dad bringing this guy in. Sheepy: Nyar: I have a pretty good memory, too, soooo… Sheepy: Nyar: It was probably before he joined and took over. Arsé-kun: Watson: Hm… Anything we can do about it? Sheepy: Nyar: Let me think. Sheepy: Nyar: ……………………………………. Sheepy: Nyar: Well, when you say “we”…. Sheepy: Nyar: Who does that include? Arsé-kun: Watson: Any one of us that happens to be present. Sheepy: Nyar: ……………………… Sheepy: Nyar: I can do anything I please. Sheepy: Nyar: However, to answer your question, I’ve got no clue. Sheepy: Nyar: Phil might know. He’s a genius. Sheepy: Nyar: Except, that requires asking him, aaaaaanddd…. Sheepy: Nyar: …They hate me now. Arsé-kun: Watson: Then we’ll have to do it, won’t we? Sheepy: Nyar: You could, but……. Sheepy: Nyar: If it requires any work on his part, you’re going to have to barter with him. Sheepy: Nyar: If it requires information, meanwhile, probably not. Arsé-kun: Asougi: … I.. I speak for the both of us when I ask this, but…. What the heck’s going on?! Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he looks to Nyar* How did you do that, too?! Sheepy: Nyar: Do what? Sheepy: Nyar: Get here so quickly? Sheepy: Nyar: …As I said: “I can do anything I please”. Arsé-kun: Asougi: u-uh, okay..! Arsé-kun: Fantomas: …. …. *he’s decided it’s naptime. being in pain is tiring* Sheepy: *Ryuu his hidden his face in Asougi’s back. Ryuu please.* Sheepy: Nyar: So. Sheepy: Nyar: Here’s how it works. Sheepy: Nyar: Basically, the hidden potential causes the victim to have flashbacks to an incident they don’t want to relive. Sheepy: Nyar: Watching their family die, being tortured, stuff like that. Sheepy: Nyar: It makes them relive that flashback over and over again. Sheepy: Nyar: My dad of course, he didn’t like the old system that they had in place, you see? Sheepy: Nyar: And so he improved on it to make it so that he had better control over when it happened. He set limits, let’s say. Sheepy: Nyar: So the fact that he’s “much worse” means he doesn’t have these limits. Sheepy: Nyar: The only thing keeping those flashbacks from being there all the time is his mind trying to block 'em out. Sheepy: Nyar: “But Nyar!” You may ask, “If you know all this, can’t you just set up those barriers and make him all better?” You think I’m some kinda genius? I might’ve helped discover that barrier but getting it to work in victims who are already suffering it is probably very difficult and difficult things frustrate me. Sheepy: Nyar: And so! I present you with two options: You get Fluffy to talk to Dad about it, or you talk to Phil and hope that he knows it. Sheepy: Nyar: 'Cause I doubt you’ll get very far if you talk to Dad yourself. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he looks to Sherlock* I’m thinking both. Both? Sheepy: Sherlock: Yeah. Sheepy: *Nyar floats over to Mori. He seems curious.* Arsé-kun: Mori: …. ? *he glances up at Nyar* Can I help you? Sheepy: Nyar: Heyhey, aren’t'cha that guy? Sheepy: Nyar: Y'know, the Napoleon of Crime or whatever your nickname is this week. Arsé-kun: Mori: Unfortunately. From what I’m hearing right now, you would be the Crawling Chaos, or whatever guise you wear this week. Sheepy: Nyar: Ding ding ding! Sheepy: Nyar: I’m everyone’s favorite eldritch abomination! Arsé-kun: *Asougi has… Given up trying to figure out what’s going on. New priority: Where the heck did Wag go?* Sheepy: Nyar: Nyarlathotep, at your service! Sheepy: Nyar: You certainly have changed. Arsé-kun: Mori: It happens. One must adapt to circumstances, I figured you’d know this. Sheepy: Nyar: I do. Sheepy: Nyar: I was commenting because I hear it’s socially acceptable to comment on changes, such as… Sheepy: Nyar: “Ah! You’ve lost weight!” Sheepy: Nyar: Or… Sheepy: Nyar: “Ah! You got a haircut!” Sheepy: Nyar: …And so on. Sheepy: Nyar: By socially acceptable, I mean a social requirement. Sheepy: Nyar: And so, “Ah! You got a haircut!” Sheepy: Nyar: “Ah! Is that a new pair of shoes?” Sheepy: Nyar: *he takes out a booklet and flips through it* Arsé-kun: Mori: … *he shakes his head* Oh, why bother. You haven’t changed one bit. Sheepy: Nyar: You say that like you dislike me! Sheepy: Nyar: I don’t dislike you. Sheepy: Nyar: I’m hurt… Arsé-kun: Mori: I was mourning my personal ability to pretend I didn’t know you. I was expecting you to break it first, to be honest. Sheepy: Nyar: But think about all of the fun times we had! Sheepy: Nyar: I thought you were dead. My heart was sliced in two. Arsé-kun: Mori: …. I’d only met you for a total of twenty minutes. Sheepy: Nyar: … Sheepy: Nyar: …Ah, well… Sheepy: Nyar: You can still act friendly. Arsé-kun: Mori: Act, yes, but perhaps I don’t wish to. Sheepy: Nyar: What? Arsé-kun: Mori: Pining for the fjords. Being fitted for a halo. Being taken for a ride. You understand. Arsé-kun: Mori: …… Sleeping with the fish. Don’t make me be more obvious. Sheepy: Nyar: Soooo? Sheepy: Nyar: What’s the problem? Arsé-kun: Mori: I enjoy living. Sheepy: Nyar: Why would you die? Arsé-kun: Mori: From getting involved with you, and by extension, your family. I’m no fool. Sheepy: Nyar: …Wow. Sheepy: Nyar: Do you hate me? Arsé-kun: Mori: Not hatred. Just wariness. Sheepy: Nyar: I guess I can understand that. Sheepy: Nyar:…Anyway. Sheepy: Nyar: If you ask Phil, ask him if Azathoth gave him any orders. Sheepy: Nyar: I don’t like the fact that they’re working together. Sheepy: Ryuu: Asougi, is he gone yet? Arsé-kun: Asougi: More importantly, I don’t know where Wag went. Sheepy: Ryuu: Let’s go look for him. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Right away! *he grabs Ryuu and runs off. bye* Sheepy: Ryuu: Where do you think he went?? Arsé-kun: Asougi: No idea. Waggggg-ahaiiii~ C'mere, kitty! Sheepy: Ryuu: Wagahaiii! Sheepy: Ryuu: Wagahai! Where are you?? Sheepy: Ryuu: If Iris-chan was here we’d be okay… Sheepy: Ryuu: Wagahai likes her. Sheepy: Ryuu: He’s probably hidden under something… Arsé-kun: Asougi: Aw, great! *he gets down to his hands and knees* Waggg! Sheepy: Ryuu: Wait, wait… I know how to summon Wagahai. Sheepy: Ryuu: *he lies down on his back and fake-sleeps* Arsé-kun: Asougi: …. Ryuu, this isn’t going to work.. Arsé-kun: *he says, as Wag comes out and lies on Ryuu’s back* Sheepy: Ryuu: ……… Arsé-kun: Asougi: …. I take it back. *he picks Wag up* Sheepy: *Ryuu sits up* Arsé-kun: Wag: meoooooow.. Sheepy: Ryuu: *he pets Wag* Arsé-kun: Wag: Myaaaaaa! Sheepy: Ryuu: Why’d you disappear, kitty? Arsé-kun: Wag: meoooow! Sheepy: Ryuu: What a good reason! Sheepy: Ryuu: Do you think Susato-san will be able to meet Wagahai again soon? Arsé-kun: Asougi: Oh, maybe! I think they’d get along! Sheepy: Ryuu: I miss her. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Yeah, me too.. Sheepy: Ryuu: I’m glad you’re here. I’d be lonely if you weren’t. … Thank you! Arsé-kun: Wag: myaaaaa! Sheepy: Ryuu: You too, Wagahai. Arsé-kun: Wag: Myaaaaa!! Sheepy: Ryuu: You and Asougi are very important to me. *he pets Wag more* Arsé-kun: Wag: NYAAAAA! *wag sees something with his special eyes. his cat eyes.* Sheepy: Ryuu: What is it Wagahai? *he follows Wag’s gaze* Arsé-kun: *It’s ALL! No, not really, it’s everyone else!* Sheepy: Ryuu: Hello - we found Wagahai! Arsé-kun: Watson: Good, we wouldn’t want to come back just to find him. Sheepy: Ryuu: He ran down here for some reason. Arsé-kun: Wag: Nyaaaa!! *wag attempts to escape!* Arsé-kun: Asougi: Ow, ow, not the claws! Sheepy: Ryuu: Wagahai no! Arsé-kun: *Wagahai yes. Wag wants to be facing away from them, for some reason? ??* Sheepy: Sherlock: Who upset Wagahai? Arsé-kun: Asougi: Ow, ow, wasn’t me! Sheepy: Juve:…Cats don’t like me very much. Sorry. Arsé-kun: Mori: I see that hasn’t changed. Speaking of which, Juve.. Arsé-kun: Mori: Have you been keeping track? Sheepy: Juve: N-no, I haven’t. Sheepy: Juve:…Should I go home? Arsé-kun: Mori: Absolutely. Hand him over. Sheepy: Juve: *he passes Fantomas over* Sheepy: Juve: I’ll get going now. Sheepy: Juve: *he leaves* Sheepy: Robert: *he lowers his voice* Are you sure it’s safe for him to be alone? Arsé-kun: Mori: No, but its safer than… You know. Sheepy: Robert: Fantomas being with him? Arsé-kun: Mori: That, too. Sheepy: Robert: I hope Fantomas doesn’t react too negatively to it. Sheepy: Robert:…To him leaving I mean. Arsé-kun: Mori: He’d understand. Sheepy: Robert: I guess so. Arsé-kun: Wag: … *wag licks Asougi’s hand. that’s definitely going to swell up later.* Sheepy: Ryuu: Are you okay, Asougi? Arsé-kun: Asougi: Yeah, I’m good! Sheepy: Ryuu: You still should get it cleaned. Arsé-kun: Watson: I agree. Sheepy: Ryuu: Do you have your medical kit with you? Arsé-kun: Watson: Of course I do! Sheepy: Ryuu: Okay. Don’t worry, Asougi! I know alcohol on wounds can be painful but I’m here!!… Although, I guess you don’t really need my support. Arsé-kun: Asougi: I don’t, but it helps! Sheepy: Sherlock: Hmmm….. Sheepy: Sherlock: ………………. Sheepy: Sherlock: He probably smelled like a dog to Wagahai. Arsé-kun: Watson: Why do you say that..? Sheepy: Sherlock: He had dog fur on his coat. Arsé-kun: Watson: Ah Sheepy: Sherlock: So he must smell like a dog. Arsé-kun: Mori: Absolutely bloody brilliant. Clearly, no one else would ever make that connection. Sheepy: Sherlock: I never said no one could. Sheepy: Sherlock: If you would stop acting like I have a massive ego I’d appreciate it. *he has a smile on his face, and yet..* Sheepy: Nyar: I’m the one with the big ego. Arsé-kun: Mori: I don’t care about your ego. I care that I’m in pain, and I’d like to leave. Sheepy: Sherlock: Then leave. Sheepy: Sherlock: There’s absolutely nothing keeping you here. Sheepy: Sherlock: You’ve already gotten what you came here for and I’ve already proven your son innocent. Sheepy: Sherlock: Meaning that you and I have absolutely no reason to stay in contact except for dealing with the hidden potential. Arsé-kun: Mori: I can’t. Wheelchair, remember? What’s suddenly gotten your hat in a twist? Sheepy: Sherlock: Do you not WANT me to help you the next time you or your family is in need?! Arsé-kun: Mori: If I did not have this man, I’d stand up to you, I hope you know. I made one, simple statement, intended as a joke. It is not my fault you haven’t done anything for yourself, and do you think you’re the only one with damage? *he laughs, and ends it with a low growl* Now do not raise your voice again, Sherlock. Sheepy: Sherlock: What can you even do to me at this point that you haven’t already done? Arsé-kun: Mori: You don’t want to know. Sheepy: Sherlock: You know what, Moriarty? Fine! You’re right! It is my fault for not doing anything for me. I’m pulling out of the Fantomas case. He is not my responsibility anyway! He’s yours! Arsé-kun: Mori: … *he cocks his head to the side* …. We may have a bigger issue than this. Arsé-kun: Wag: …! Myaaa!! *wag tries to escape again!* Sheepy: *There’s a loud pained noise from outside…* Arsé-kun: Mori: This is not a good place to be! Sheepy: Sherlock: What’s going on? Arsé-kun: Mori: I’ll cut the subtleties! He’s a werewolf, and he’s blocking the exit! Sheepy: Sherlock: Don’t those kill people? Sheepy: Nyar: Hmmm.. Arsé-kun: Mori: If they didn’t, it wouldn’t be an issue! Sheepy: Nyar: You go upstairs and I’ll deal with it I gues? Sheepy: *the pained noises have turned to whimpering and growling* Arsé-kun: Watson: I don’t think we have much choice. Sheepy: Nyar: Then go. Sheepy: Nyar: Shoo. Sheepy: Nyar: I’ll try not to kill him by accident. Sheepy: *there’s snarling.* Arsé-kun: Fantomas: ….??? Sheepy: *Wolf wants in. He’s scratching at the door.* Sheepy: Nyar: Oh dear, You woke up at a bad time. Arsé-kun: Fantomas: *he gets up and gets his shit together* How bad? Sheepy: Nyar: Your friend turned. Sheepy: Nyar: That noise is him. Sheepy: *growl* Arsé-kun: Fantomas: motherfucker. Sheepy: Nyar: Also there’s no escape. You got any ideas? Sheepy: Nyar: He’s your boyfriend or whatever so you should know. Arsé-kun: Fantomas: We’ve got two. We die like men, or we take the windows. Sheepy: Nyar: Wolves run faster than humans. Sheepy: Nyar: So… it is time for my brilliant idea. Arsé-kun: Fantomas: Running like hell? Sheepy: Nyar: Tentacles cant kill him right? Sheepy: Nyar: Actually if he dies it’s for the greater good because more people survived… hmm. Arsé-kun: Fantomas: Don’t do that. Arsé-kun: *Fantomas is visually losing control again.. *he slugs Nyar in the face, and stomps off to deal with it HIMSELF.* Sheepy: Nyar: Ow! Sheepy: Robert: Should we let him do that? Sheepy: Robert: He’s got a strong smell of blood on him. Sheepy: Juve: *scratch scratch scratch* Sheepy: Juve: *there’s a pause in the scratching in favor to sniff the air. he goes back to scratching at the door. whiiiiine.* Arsé-kun: Mori: We really shouldn’t. Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he looks to Ryuu with this LOOK* Sheepy: *Ryuu seems very concerned by all this.* Arsé-kun: Asougi: You wanna bet Mikotoba-san won’t believe us if we tell her? Sheepy: Ryuu: She probably won’t… Arsé-kun: Asougi: Maaaan. Sheepy: Ryuu: I’m a little scared. Arsé-kun: Asougi: What if he gets in and tries to eat Wag?? Sheepy: *Juve, meanwhile, has paused scratching at the door and is now sniffing at Fantomas* Sheepy: Ryuu: I hope not! Arsé-kun: Fantomas: Juuuve, buddy, pal of mine..! You still won’t eat me, right? Sheepy: Juve: *whiiiiiine* Arsé-kun: Fantomas: Okay, okay, bark bark to you, too..! Sheepy: Juve: *he turns to the door* Sheepy: *Juve slowly puts a paw on the door and then looks over at Fantomas* Arsé-kun: Fantomas: Wh-what? I don’t have anything for you! G-go, shoo! Sheepy: Juve: *whiiiiine* Sheepy: *Juve licks Fantomas’s face. His ears are flat back. He slumps some. He’s waiting for your response, buddy.* Arsé-kun: Fantomas: *he pats Juve. slight twitch. withdraws* Sheepy: Juve: *he closes the distance again. his tail is wagging* Arsé-kun: Fantomas: …! *he clutches his head again* Go away..! Sheepy: Juve: *nope* Sheepy: Juve: *he rolls over onto his back. his tail is wagging. Juve. not the time, buddy.* Arsé-kun: Fantomas: *he ignores Juve, trying to keep control. he whines* Sheepy: *Juve stands up and licks Fantomas again. is this helping? does this help???* Arsé-kun: *not at all.* Sheepy: *Juve stares before going back to the door and clawing at it* Sheepy: *Juve looks over at Fantomas* Arsé-kun: Fantomas: …. Make it stop..! *he drops to his knees* Sheepy: Juve: *he looks over at the door and then Fantomas. he nuzzles Fantomas. am I helping friend?* Arsé-kun: *nope* Sheepy: *Juve goes over to the door again and bashes it down* Sheepy: Juve: *bark* Arsé-kun: Wag: *myaaa!!* Sheepy: Juve: *he seems to be getting frustrated.* Sheepy: Juve: *he grabs Fantomas by his shirt and starts to drag him in* Sheepy: Nyar: Wow! He’s no problem at all. Arsé-kun: Mori: I take back my previous statement. You’ve improved, Juve! Sheepy: Juve: *he lets go of Fantomas and approaches Moriarty. he licks Mori’s face. apparently, you’re the alpha, Mori.* Arsé-kun: Mori: You gave us quite the scare, I hope you know. *he pats Juve’s snout. his snoot.* Sheepy: Juve: *whimper* Arsé-kun: Wag: MYAAAAA *PRESSING X TO FEAR* Sheepy: Juve: *his ears perk up* Arsé-kun: Wag: *he attempts to escape again! Asougi is not having this and hands him to Ryuu. Suffer, Ryuu* Sheepy: Juve: *he looks over at Wagahai* Arsé-kun: Wag: *AAAAAAAAAAA IT SEES ME* Sheepy: Ryuu: Ow, ow! Wagahai, no! Arsé-kun: *WAGAHAI YES* Sheepy: Juve: *he goes over to Wagahai and sniffs at him* Sheepy: Ryuu: *AAAA IT’S NEAR ME* Sheepy: Juve: *he rolls over onto his back. look, kitty, I am safe. for now. it’s not some special moon phase or something so all is well* Sheepy: Ryuu: *he gives Asougi a concerned look* Sheepy: Robert: Dad, what should I do about Fantomas? Arsé-kun: Mori: Bring him home. *he frowns a bit* It’s the only option we have. Let Todd and Smiley know, then give the man a rest. Sheepy: Robert: Do you want to come home as well, and should Juve come? Sheepy: Juve: *he heard his name. THATS ME! THATS ME!* Arsé-kun: Mori: As I said before, yes. And yes, though with Juve we may have to be… careful. Sheepy: Robert: He’s acting oddly calm. We can’t know what will set him off until something does. Arsé-kun: Mori: That, as well. I simply meant with him walking out in the open. Sheepy: Robert: *he puts Fantomas on his back* Juve! Come! Sheepy: Juve: *he comes over!! HES HERE!!!* Sheepy: Robert: It’s illegal for dogs to walk without a leash… Arsé-kun: Mori: That…. Wasn’t the issue I was going to present, either. Sheepy: Robert: So we need to be careful Sheepy: Robert: Then…? Arsé-kun: Mori: His size. His anatomy. He’s clearly not a dog. Sheepy: Robert:…True. Sheepy: Robert: He’s a furry? Sheepy: Robert: He’s still in his fursuit. Arsé-kun: Mori: Far too large. Sheepy: Robert: A furry on stilts Arsé-kun: Mori: You’re reaching. Arsé-kun: *Asougi is given the paniccat. rip asougi* Sheepy: Ryuu: Furry… furry… Arsé-kun: Watson: I don’t think the definition in question is going to be in that. Sheepy: Ryuu: Something covered in fur. Sheepy: Ryuu: Wagahai is a furry. Arsé-kun: Watson: N-no.. Sheepy: Ryuu:….? Sheepy: Robert: We can deal with that if the time comes. Sheepy: Robert: Do you have anything else you want to do here before we go? *he sounds exhausted.* Sheepy: Juve: *he sniffs at Fantomas* Arsé-kun: Mori: Not particularly. Sheepy: Robert: Then, let’s head home. Sheepy: *Robert leaves with Mori and crew* Sheepy: Sherlock: Are Mop and Ryuu coming with us or going their separate ways? Arsé-kun: Watson: With us until necessary. Sheepy: Sherlock: Okay. Arsé-kun: Asougi: What else haven’t you told us about, Sherlock-san? Sheepy: Sherlock: Huh? Arsé-kun: Asougi: We just dealt with a werewolf! You just took it like it was normal! Sheepy: Sherlock: Uh… Sheepy: Sherlock: I know a few vampires. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Those are real, too?! Sheepy: Sherlock: What else… Sheepy: Sherlock: Uh… Sheepy: Sherlock: Can you think of anything, Watson? Sheepy: Sherlock: What else… Sheepy: Sherlock: Uh… Sheepy: Sherlock: Can you think of anything, Watson? Sheepy: Sherlock: Harley was in a coma for a while? Arsé-kun: Watson: I was going to comment about Nyar, here. Sheepy: Sherlock: He’s an octopus. Arsé-kun: Watson: More or less, yes. Sheepy: Sherlock: That’s about it. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, and we have a friend who dabbles in arificial human creation a la Frankenstein. Arsé-kun: Watson: Yes, that story is also relatively true. Arsé-kun: Asougi: *jaw is approaching floor at high speeds* Sheepy: Sherlock: I think we’ve covered it all. Sheepy: Sherlock: So! Let’s head home! Arsé-kun: *they get the fuck home. thank god* Arsé-kun: Adam: — So, I’ve got these kids following me around, asking why I’m so tall, and all I could think of to say was that I’m part dutch, part german, and part norse. … It’s not a lie, I suppose. Sheepy: Sheepy: I want to be tall. Arsé-kun: Adam: I could cut off a few inches and add them to you. *he’s joking. I think* Sheepy: Sheepy: No. If people just give you things you won’t value them. Sheepy: Sheepy: It’s the goals you achieved by working hard that once values in the long run. Arsé-kun: Adam: It was a joke. Arsé-kun: Delly: *he sniffs the air. sneef* Who the fuck smells like old people? *he looks to Sherlock and Watson* Is it you two again?? Sheepy: Sherlock: We were with Moriarty. Arsé-kun: Delly: So it is you guys! Sheepy: Sherlock: Mop and Ryuu will be staying the night. Sheepy: Sherlock: [text: to Arsene] APLLOGIZE Sheepy: Sherlock: [text: to Arsene] FALK TO PHIL Sheepy: Sherlock: [text: to Arsene] SHEEP ASK AZA? Sheepy: Sherlock: [text: to Arsene] BUY BUTTER Arsé-kun: Arséne: [text: to Sherlock] … Why am I the reminder board? Arsé-kun: Wag: Meow! *hello friends i am home now?* Sheepy: Sherlock: [text: to Arsene] BECAJSE I LKVE HOU ANE WILL ALWAGS REMEMBER TO CHECK OHR TEXTS Sheepy: Sherlock: [text: to Arsene] BUY BREAD Sheepy: Sherlock: [text: to Arsene] GOOGLE AVOXADO Sheepy: Sherlock: [text: to Arsene] DEFJNE AVOCADO Arsé-kun: Arséne: [text: to Sherlock] Nope. Sheepy: Sherlock: [text: to Arsene] AVOOOOXADDDOOOOOOO Arsé-kun: Arséne: [text: to Sherlock] Come upstairs already. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he heads upstairs* Arsé-kun: Asougi: *this is a lot of people. all right! who’s the vampire? Why’s this guy so big? ??* Sheepy: Ryuu: *cat. tired. floor.* Arsé-kun: Sisi: *man. floor. tongue. face.* Sheepy: Sheepy: His headband flows in the wind despite there being no wind. Sheepy: Ryuu: *why* Arsé-kun: Sisi: *friend.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Sorry, you’re instantly the coolest person I’ve met. Arsé-kun: Asougi: *0* Sheepy: Sheepy: Nobody else is actually an action hero in real life Sheepy: Ryuu: *he pets Sisi* Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he picks dog fur off his jacket before posing all cool. i’m a hero to someone. wowza* Sheepy: Ryuu: *he is staring at the headband* …aka hachimaki, ao hachimaki, ki hachimaki Arsé-kun: Asougi: You knock that off! Sheepy: Sheepy: *he parrots Ryuu* Aka hachimaki, ao hachimaki, ki hachimaki? Arsé-kun: Asougi: *I’M BEING BULLIED* Sheepy: Sheepy: ? Arsé-kun: Germain: … Ah, that is an old tongue twister, isn’t it? Sheepy: Sheepy: No clue. Sheepy: Ryuu: No. Arsé-kun: Germain: No? Sheepy: Ryuu: I forgot the correct tongue twister and instead od “paper roll” I used “headband”. Arsé-kun: Germain: Ah. It still works. Sheepy: Ryuu: He was very upset to find that I gave him the wrong tongue twister… Arsé-kun: *Asougi has started to try getting it right under his breath. He fails very quickly* Sheepy: Ryuu: I believe in you! Sheepy: Sheepy: It’s not hard. Tongue twisters are like pronouncing *r'lyehian. It’s pronounced the way it’s spelled. Arsé-kun: *Asougi keeps trying, but he’s having difficulties. Japanese is HARD* Sheepy: Ryuu: I’m tired… Sheepy: Ryuu: *he says it faster* Arsé-kun: Asougi: I’m feeling suspiciously attacked. Sheepy: Ryuu: *he grins* Arsé-kun: Asougi: Don’t give me that! Sheepy: Ryuu: You’re good at a lot of things I’m bad at. Sheepy: Ryuu: Like motivating people, waking up in the morning, never giving up, supporting people in times of need… Sheepy: Ryuu:….Using a sword, somehow always having a warm wind blowing through just your headband, striking cool poses… Sheepy: Ryuu: Staying calm, thinking quickly, standing your ground, making people feel better when they’re sad… Arsé-kun: *you can almost feel asougi’s ego ascending. it doesn’t, because Asougi has control over it, unlike a certain someone else. arsene.* Sheepy: Ryuu: What else… Sheepy: Ryuu:… Sheepy: Ryuu: Being really hot…headed… … Is that a good term? I guess not. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Wait, what Sheepy: Ryuu: Uh. Sheepy: *Ryuu’s eyes have begun darting around. rip* Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he’s staring at Ryuu* Sheepy: Ryuu: Wh-what? Arsé-kun: Delly: *he makes this gagging noise* gross Sheepy: Ryuu: In the winter he’s very hot so when I’m cold I use his magical headband winds to warm up. Arsé-kun: Delly: Do you? Are you sure you aren’t using his body heat? Sheepy: Ryuu: Maybe…? Arsé-kun: Delly: Gross. Sheepy: Ryuu: Why? Arsé-kun: Delly: Just wondering! Sheepy: Ryuu:…Okay. Sheepy: Fran: How is this? Sheepy: Fran: Does it feel okay? Arsé-kun: Adam: Much better. Thank you, Victor. Sheepy: Fran: I’m sorry I didn’t get on top of it sooner. Arsé-kun: Adam: It’s fine. Sheepy: Fran: *he doesn’t seem sure* Sheepy: Fran:…Are you sure? Arsé-kun: Adam: Quite sure. Sheepy: Fran:…. Arsé-kun: Adam: … What I want to know is how nobody said anything about that. Sheepy: Fran: Um…. maybe they weren’t focused on it because of that man? Is he your friend? Sheepy: Fran: What was his name… Sheepy: Fran: Everyone started focusing on him when he arrived. Just who was he…? Sheepy: Fran: He was loud. Arsé-kun: Adam: He said his name was… Crow, I think. Other than that, I don’t know. Arsé-kun: Adam: As for him being my… friend… No? I only met him today. Arsé-kun: *In the meanwhile, Asougi sits down next to Ryuu.* Sheepy: Ryuu: Tired… Sheepy: Fran: Oh. Sheepy: Ryuu: Asougi, so much has happened today. Sheepy: Ryuu: The Fantomas case, the werewolf… Sheepy: Ryuu: It’s so tiring… Sheepy: Ryuu: I can guess that the man with the thick glasses is the man who made artificial people like Frankenstein. Sheepy: Fran: Frankenstein’s creation in the book wasn’t named Frankenstein. The real Frankenstein also never succeeded in bringing his creations to life. Sheepy: Ryuu: Huh? How do you know? Sheepy: Fran: He was my great grandfather. Sheepy: Sheepy: Yet another way in which I lack interest. I never knew my biological mother and my biological father was a drunkard gambler. Arsé-kun: Adam: What, exactly, do you mean by “real”, Victor? sheep: Fran: The one the book is based upon, as opposed to the book version. Arsé-kun: Adam: Ah. Thank you for explaining. sheep: Fran: … Although, I can’t really call myself a “real” Frankenstein either. Arsé-kun: Adam: Are you sure? sheep: Fran: I was kicked out. sheep: Fran: For pursuing my great grandfather’s dreams. sheep: Fran: I’ve been disowned, so even if I bear the same last name, I’m no longer a part of the family. sheep: Fran: …Even beforehand, it’s not like my siblings and I were close, let alone my father and me. Arsé-kun: Impey: Then change it! You want mine? sheep: Fran: …You’ll be my family? Arsé-kun: Impey: I’m not already? sheep: Fran: I see you as family but I didn’t know you reciprocated the feelings. Arsé-kun: Delly: Get a room, you two! sheep: Fran: Huh? sheep: Fran: Why? Arsé-kun: Delly: Because you two are gonna get all sappy and gross! Shoo! sheep: Fran: We are? sheep: Sheepy: “Change your last name to mine” is a marriage proposal. sheep: Fran:….what?? sheep: Sheepy: What happens when a woman marries a man, Fran? sheep: Fran: …She changes her last name to his? Arsé-kun: Impey: *did he leave the stove on??? He expresses his worry and goes to make sure he did NOT leave it on* sheep: Sheepy: So when a man wants to marry a woman, he asks her if she wants his last name. sheep: Fran: Uhuh…? Arsé-kun: Delly: And it’s the same between guys! sheep: Sheepy: And Impey asked if you wanted his last name. sheep: Fran: …. sheep: Fran: …………oh. Arsé-kun: Adam: …. *he’s not entirely sure what’s going on* … This is fine and acceptable? sheep: Fran: …no, I’m not good enough for someone like him. He can find better. Arsé-kun: Adam: *he stands up, and picks up Fran, easily holding him under his arm* … I’ve decided to take action myself. *and he brings Fran into the kitchen. Arsé-kun:  *this counts as “Getting a room” for Delly, and he sits on the top of the sofa. he is free of mushy crap* sheep: Fran: What’re you doing? Arsé-kun: Impey: .. ! sheep: Fran: ? Arsé-kun: Adam: *he puts Fran down* Talk. I’m going upstairs. sheep: Fran: Are you upset? Arsé-kun: Adam: No. sheep: Fran: …Okay. Arsé-kun: Adam: *he leaves and goes upstairs. he remembered he can go to bed when he wants* sheep: Fran: … I don’t know what to talk about… Arsé-kun: Impey: Fran, I’m not finding better! sheep: Fran: It doesn’t get much worse than me. Arsé-kun: Impey: Stop that! sheep: Fran: I am trash. I’m always just thrown away once my use is gone. sheep: Fran: It’s always happened. Arsé-kun: Impey: You know I’m only here for you! You know this! sheep: Fran: Why do you even associate with me? sheep: Fran: What do I add to your life? sheep: Fran: I’m worthless. Nothing. My father regrets having me, my siblings act like I don’t exist… sheep: Fran: …and Isaac only wanted me for my brains. Arsé-kun: Impey: Because I like you! I’ve already told you this! Arsé-kun: Impey: Because I like you! I’ve already told you this! sheep: Fran: How can anyone like a monster like me? sheep: Fran: You tell me this but I don’t understand! sheep: Fran: What good am I?! Arsé-kun: Impey: That’s what I want to know! You like me, too, right? But why?! sheep: Fran: You make me feel safe. You make me feel happy. You make me feel worth something… sheep: Fran: …but I’m not… Arsé-kun: Impey: And you make me feel that way, and I’ve said this! sheep: Fran: I’m a medschool dropout… a waste of money… a waste of space… Arsé-kun: Impey: *he’s shaking..* Why do you talk about yourself like this?! Leave it all behind! sheep: Fran: I… my father arranged a marriage with another man. I was supposed to marry his daughter… but… I wasn’t interested. I ended up ruining that, too. Arsé-kun: Impey: You didn’t want it, that’s fair! Arsé-kun: Impey: It’s not like you picked it! sheep: Fran: I was so lonely… … I found the texts left by my great grandfather and made Adam with his texts combined with my knowledge. sheep: Fran: They’re right. I am disgusting… I force people living here to deal with me on a daily basis. sheep: Fran: They don’t deserve it… they helped me, and I’m grateful for it, so I should leave. Arsé-kun: Impey: Victor Frankenstein, I demand you stop talking like this!! *His temper has absolutely been lost. Hands balled into fists, eyes glowing, fangs bared. He’s completely skipped getting upset, and went straight to rage.* sheep: Fran: *he stumbles back some. he’s visibly scared. rip fran* Arsé-kun: Impey: You always do this! Why is your head so far up your ass that you can’t see people care about you?! Is everything I feel for you worthless to you?!? sheep: Fran: ……. sheep: Fran: I-I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to… Arsé-kun: Impey: *He blocks Fran, both hands on the wall* Then prove it to me! Please! sheep: Fran: wh…what? Arsé-kun: Impey: Tell me that you care about me! sheep: Fran: I care about you…! Arsé-kun: Impey: Thank you..! I care about you, too! sheep: Fran: ……… sheep: Fran: *he looks away* Arsé-kun: Impey: …. ….. Are my feelings worthless? sheep: Fran: No… sheep: Fran: I am. Arsé-kun: Impey: ….. Instinct is telling me to do something, but I can’t do it. You’re my best friend…. Anyway, one man’s trash is another man’s treasure! sheep: Fran: …You must be pretty impatient. sheep: Fran: I’m sorry for wasting your time. sheep: Fran: I want to see you happy and you won’t be happy if you spend your life with me. I’m a curse. Arsé-kun: Impey: *his shoulders droop* What do I have to do..? Why can’t you just accept my feelings for you? sheep: Fran: You don’t understand. No one does. Arsé-kun: Impey: ……. Y'know, I could just force you to accept my feelings. … I want to, but I doubt I could even do that right..! *he laughs, but it’s extremely bitter* Don’t tell me, then. I don’t want to understand it, and I probably won’t! sheep: Fran: ……. sheep: Fran: I’m sorry for meeting you. I didn’t want to cause you pain, but in the end, sheep: Fran: everyone who meets me regrets it. Arsé-kun: Impey: Just to prove you wrong, I won’t! sheep: Fran: …… sheep: Fran: What’s the point anyway? Why stick around? Arsé-kun: Impey: I was staying for you! I told you that, too! sheep: Fran: You’re a vampire. I’m not. Arsé-kun: Impey: So? sheep: Fran: I’ll die one day. Arsé-kun: Impey: And I’ll be glad to have known you if I survive that long! sheep: Fran: … sheep: Fran: I don’t understand you. Arsé-kun: Impey: Neither do I! sheep: Fran: I contribute nothing to your life and yet you stick around anyway. Arsé-kun: Impey: … I guess I’m worthless, too, then? sheep: Fran: No! sheep: Fran: You aren’t! Arsé-kun: Impey: Then what is it?! I thought you were the first person to accept me… Was I wrong? sheep: Fran: I do accept you! sheep: Fran: Impey, I was named after the most hated person in my family! Arsé-kun: Impey: I don’t care about that! I don’t care about your past! I care about you, as a person! sheep: Fran: All I do is cause people suffering! sheep: Fran: You wouldn’t be going through this if you hadn’t met me! sheep: Fran: It’s all my fault! Arsé-kun: Impey: With that attitude, yes! If I hadn’t met you, I’d be in some alley somewhere, alone, and maybe dead! sheep: Fran: I don’t understand! I’m garbage! Why won’t you treat me as what I am?! Arsé-kun: Impey: Because compared to me, you’re treasure! sheep: Fran: Wrong! sheep: Fran: You’re worth everything! Arsé-kun: Impey: No, I’m not! You are! sheep: Fran: Stop! sheep: Fran: *uh. is having convulsions from stress normal??? impey do you know? he’s probably having a siezure so you may wanna… chill* Arsé-kun: Impey: ..!!!! *he catches Fran before he inevitably falls. he panics.* sheep: Fran: *he might be conscious? it’s hard to tell* Arsé-kun: *No idea. Either way, Impey runs off to get Watson* Arsé-kun: *and Watson shows up in record time*sheep: *Congrats, Watson, you broke the world record!* Arsé-kun: *That’s not what matters! What matters is Fran’s health, and making sure he doesn’t choke on his own saliva. thats a thing that can happen* sheep: *Thanks for this information* Arsé-kun: *For more information, it’s suggested the convulsing person is rolled onto their side so they cannot choke or damage their own tongue. And for the love of all that is holy, don’t put anything in their mouth.* sheep: *Why would you put anything in their mouth anyway* Arsé-kun: *Fuck if i know* sheep: Nyar: Wow. This looks bad. Arsé-kun: Watson: Shush. sheep: Nyar: Were you not aware of his health condition? Arsé-kun: Watson: Not at all. I was never told, and it had never come up. sheep: Nyar: Well. Now you know. Arsé-kun: Watson: m-hm. *he. doesn’t do much. He’s just watching* Sheepy: Nyar: We knew about it at the beginning so we paired him up with Impey. Sheepy: Nyar: It was to reduce stress on his behalf. Sheepy: Nyar: We hadn’t observed him having another one for a long time so I thought he was okay. I’m very surprised… I wasn’t expecting Impey to be the one to trigger it. Sheepy: Nyar: Good job! *he claps* You learned something today, kiddo: Sheepy: Nyar: Mind the limits of others. Sheepy: Nyar: Not everyone is going to just come out and say when you’re hurting them. Sheepy: Nyar: It’s what makes humans such a complicated species. Arsé-kun: Impey: … You don’t have to rub it in, you know! Arsé-kun: Impey: H-hey, I knew about it..! Sheepy: Nyar: Did you? Arsé-kun: Watson: It’s possible he believed it to have stopped, or was such a small event that he did not bother calling attention to it. Sheepy: Nyar: Then why did you push him to his edge? Arsé-kun: Impey: It wasn’t intentional, you bully! We both got worked up! Sheepy: Nyar: It’s understandable you two both got worked up. Sheepy: Nyar: He was told from a very young age that he’s worthless. Nothing. It’s learned behavior - it’s hard to unteach an old dog old tricks. That’s the term, right? Sheepy: Nyar: Either way, you were telling him to ditch everything he believed, everything he placed his values upon, and think the way you do. Sheepy: Nyar: You can’t just force yourself on him. You need to be understanding. You need to be gentle. Sheepy: Nyar: …Believe me, I know from personal experience. I lost my brother because I was too forceful. Arsé-kun: Impey: ….. But then what do I do? Arsé-kun: Impey: Nothing ever works… Arsé-kun: Impey: But I don’t want him saying he’s trash! Sheepy: Nyar: Well. Sheepy: Nyar: …Tough question. Sheepy: Nyar: Here’s what I think. Sheepy: Nyar: You’re on the right path. You’re reminding him that he’s not worthless. Sheepy: Nyar: But………. Sheepy: Nyar: You’re too forceful. Sheepy: Nyar: You won’t stop pushing even when he’s visibly stressed. Sheepy: Nyar: You’re relying on intimidation even. Arsé-kun: Impey: I didn’t mean to.. I got angry.. Sheepy: Nyar: Which is understandable. Arsé-kun: Impey: This one was my fault! Sheepy: Nyar: I get angry when people insult my loved ones. Sheepy: Nyar: But, you need to relax. Be gentle. Don’t push when he’s visibly stressed.

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Det. AU part 8

Arsé-kun: Arséne: --- And at approximately the same time, Watson was kidnapped. Sherlock and Mycroft were thankfully okay, but those poor kids are going to inevitably get involved one day. The following day, a group of us went to the department store to try and find him. He was not there, nor were any grunts. On the return trip, we were given a tip from Nyar, which turned out to be accurate. I nor Sherlock were able to make a successful rescue, though... *he shudders*

Sheepy: Harley: So Watson was kidnapped by Twilight and Mycroft rode a motorcycle. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Yes. Arsé-kun: Arséne: A bit after this, you were picked up from the hospital. Sheepy: Harley: I remember that. Sheepy: Harley: It was Sherlock and Mycroft. Sheepy: Harley: Mycroft walked in first. Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he nods* That's right. Now, while you were getting settled in, Sherlock made progress on a personal case of his. Sheepy snuck out, and found a child tied up in the clocktower. Being the right thing to do, Sheepy brought him back. You met Delacroix a bit later on. Sherlock then figured out where Watson was being kept, and we stormed the factory in question. Watson was found and rescued. I was shot at, but it didn't do any harm. At the same time, Azathoth attempted to drive Van mad, and thankfully failed. Sheepy: Harley: That last part doesn't sound difficult. Arsé-kun: Arséne: .... Harsh. Sheepy: Harley: Why? Sheepy: Harley: He seems like an angry person. Arsé-kun: Arséne: More defensive than anything, I've noticed. He's been through a lot this last month.. Sheepy: Harley: So everything is fine now. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Did I say I was done yet? Sheepy: Harley: No. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Exactly. Sheepy: Harley: Is there more? Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he just continues instead of answering* I'm not entirely sure what happened, as I wasn't informed, but Impey and Sherlock had a fight? *he seems unsure* Sherlock finally lost his temper, but on the other hand, Watson got the wires removed. *he pauses for a moment* Monsieur Benedict came to us soon after, in need of assistance. .... And then proceeded to be framed for a murder he could not have committed. Meanwhile, Tom made friends with the head of Twilight, I've given up knowing what's going on, and I finished the case with Jason. Sheepy: Harley: Benedict... eggs benedict.... .... pancakes... Arsé-kun: Arséne: You're hungry, aren't you? Sheepy: Harley: I want to go see the squirrels. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ..... Oh, fine, go ahead. Don't go too far. Sheepy: Harley: *he goes to see the squirrels. They seem to recognize him because they gather around him!* Arsé-kun: *Absolutely fucking incredible* Sheepy: Harley: *he spends some time with the squirrels and then joins Arséne again* Arsé-kun: Arséne: Is your entire bloodline made of disney princes? Sheepy: Harley: I don't know. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Neither do I. Sheepy: Harley: Of course not. You wouldn't ask if you knew. Sheepy: Harley: So Sherlock took a case about pancakes. Arsé-kun: Arséne: And murder. Sheepy: Harley: I want to take a case about pancakes. Sheepy: Harley: I'm the pancake murderer. Arsé-kun: Arséne: You sure are. Sheepy: Harley: I don't know who Jason is. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Tom's brother. ... I doubt you care. Do you want to go home and eat? Sheepy: Harley: Yes. Sheepy: Harley: I want pancakes... Sheepy: Harley: Can you make pancakes? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I can. Sheepy: Harley: Okay. Sheepy: Harley: Please? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I suppose. Sheepy: Harley: Okay. Arsé-kun: *they go back home. Eventful.* Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, they're back. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Unfortunate, isn't it? Sheepy: Sherlock: No! Arsé-kun: Arséne: Have we missed anything? Sheepy: Sherlock: No. Sheepy: Sherlock: I've been bored the entire time. Arsé-kun: Arséne: What a shame. Sheepy: Sherlock: I want attention. Arsé-kun: Arséne: You're getting it. Sheepy: Sherlock: I also want to sleep in tomorrow. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Can't help you there, unfortunately. Sheepy: Sherlock: Carry me there while I'm sleeping and I'm technically there still. Arsé-kun: Arséne: You think I'm getting up that early? Sheepy: Sherlock: Won't I wake you up anyway? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I don't know, will you? Sheepy: Sherlock: Probably. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Eh? Maybe.. Sheepy: Sherlock: Unless I sleep on the chair. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Don't do that. Sheepy: Sherlock: Then you don't mind being woken up? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Not really. Sheepy: Sherlock: That's good. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I can think of something better. Sheepy: Sherlock: What? Arsé-kun: *Germain proceeds to walk in on them kissing. This isn't awkward at all. He doesn't say anything- This is fine.* Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] Waaaattsssooon I walked downstairs and Arsene and Sherlock are being gross again what do I do Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] You turn around and walk out. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] Kissing is how you spread cooties Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] Well I suppose you aren't wrong Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] And they're kissing, meaning they're spreading cooties. Arsene cooties are deadly. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] Says the one who hugs him. Wouldn't you have them, too? Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] I'm immune. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] Oh, of course. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] It'll kill Sherlock though. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] Then it would have by now. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] It's slow-acting. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] Is it? Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] Yes, like you. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] What if Iris sees... wait. nevermind. She's seen much worse on the internet probably. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] I hate to agree, but this is one time I will. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] By probably I mean she has and she doesn't even bat an eye at it. She's experienced. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] I want her skill not to cringe when google brings up results I didn't want. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] I'm not sure how she does it, either. Arsé-kun: *Speaking of Iris, she just got sent pictures. From Germain. Germain......* sheep: Iris: [Text: to Germain] AAAAHHHHHH!!! sheep: Sheepy [Text: to Watson] Why does she have pictures of it and why did she send me them??? Her message is a garbled mess so she's clearly excited about it... sheep: Iris: [Text: to Watson] DADDY DADDY LOOK AT WHAT GERMY SENT ME!!! sheep: *Watson receives pictures.* Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] At least mine was legible? What I want to know is why the Saint has pictures of it. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] ... I didn't see Saint-Germain enter... Sheepy: Sheepy: Hey, are you two aware that Saint-Germain took pictures of you? Arsé-kun: Arséne: EH?! Sheepy: Sheepy: According to Watson, Saint-Germain took pictures of you. Iris sent both him and me said photos, which she apparently received from Saint-Germain. Sheepy: Sherlock: What. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I second that. Sheepy: Sheepy: Saint-Germain took pictures of you but I didn't see him. Sheepy: Sheepy: However, Iris sent me pictures and apparently she was sent them by Saint-Germain. Arsé-kun: Germain: I didn't know it was illegal to walk into a room now. If it's not supposed to be seen, get a room. Sheepy: Sherlock: Just because it can be seen doesn't mean you should take photographs of it... Sheepy: Sherlock: One's vision is just a brief memory of an incident. Sheepy: Sherlock: A photograph is a permanent testimony to an event. Sheepy: Sherlock: The brain is a strange thing. It'll make one see just about anything. Arsé-kun: Germain: I thought Iris would appreciate it. Sheepy: Sherlock: I don't really appreciate it... Arsé-kun: Germain: If it's not supposed to be seen, get a room. Sheepy: Sherlock: Would you like it if I took pictures of Nyar flirting with you? Arsé-kun: Germain: Go ahead. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he frowns* Either way, I'm not you, and I don't appreciate you taking pictures. Arsé-kun: Germain: And it won't happen again. There won't be another picture like that on my phone. Sheepy: Sherlock: "On my phone". Arsé-kun: Germain: What, do you think I'd be so uncouth as to steal someone else's phone for something like that? Sheepy: Sherlock: No. Arsé-kun: Germain: Well, then what's the clarification for? Sheepy: Sherlock: I just found the wording suspicious, but.. you wouldn't steal a phone. Arsé-kun: Germain: Only in an emergency, and this is not one Sheepy: Sherlock: Okay, fine. Sheepy: Harley: *he has pancakes. he doesn't seem to care about what's going on. How long has he been there?* Arsé-kun: *about as long as Finis* Sheepy: Sherlock: ......................... Arsé-kun: Finis: Pardon my french, but c’est quoi ce bordel? Sheepy: Sherlock: *he looks to Arsene to translate that* Sheepy: Sherlock: What're you talking about? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Who taught you that language? Arsé-kun: Finis: The tv. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he copies Finis* Arsé-kun: Arséne: *and he starts laughing again* Sheepy: Sheepy: What's that mean? Arsé-kun: Finis: More or less? "What the fuck." Sheepy: Sheepy: Well. Sheepy: Sherlock: Just how much did you see? Arsé-kun: Finis: Enough to decide it wasn't important. Sheepy: Sherlock: Uh. Arsé-kun: Finis: *he kinda looks up at uncle harley* Sheepy: Harley: Too much. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Oops. sheep: Harley: Why?? sheep: Sherlock: Um. Arsé-kun: *it's wonderfully awkward for a minute* sheep: Harley: *he seems to be thinking* sheep: Harley: Why doesn't Mycroft have a partner? Arsé-kun: Finis: He's not interested. sheep: Harley: then how does he have kids? Arsé-kun: Finis: We're not his by blood. sheep: Harley: Then whose? Arsé-kun: Finis: Our dad's. sheep: Harley: Who? Arsé-kun: Finis: Isaac Beckford. sheep: Nyar: That man caused me many problems! Arsé-kun: Finis: This isn't surprising. sheep: Nyar: Many headaches, too. sheep: Nyar: First he breaks the set rules with his turtle-neck wearing friend. And then he creates that keystone. Finally, he gets captured by Twilight. Gosh... Arsé-kun: Finis: It's amazing how I nor Cardia could ever be as troublesome as he is. sheep: Nyar: You know what the keystone could do, right? sheep: Nyar: It's the second half of your sister's heart. My dad has it. If it's introduced near her for long enough, her heart will "awaken" and eradicate basically everything within a many mile radius. ... Or something like that. sheep: Nyar: I stopped listening to that old man's babbling sheep: Nyar: after he mentioned the philosopher's stone. Arsé-kun: Finis: I'm not worried about it. In theory, the keystone would be the first to go, and then what? sheep: Nyar: First to go? Arsé-kun: Finis: Explode, disintegrate, whatever will happen. sheep: Nyar: Well... hmm. sheep: Nyar: Your sister won't be able to get rid of her poison ever. sheep: Nyar: That's apparently the fix, according to that old man. sheep: Nyar: It's incomplete and that's where the source of the poison is coming from. sheep: Nyar: ...but. Arsé-kun: Finis: The fact you know all this makes me think he's still alive. sheep: Nyar: You don't have a horologium in you. sheep: Nyar: He is. sheep: Nyar: It just makes me wonder why he stuck the horologium in her considering that you're just fine without it. sheep: Nyar: Also, as I said, he's been captured by Twilight... Arsé-kun: Finis: Probably so it would keep out of the hands of others? Arsé-kun: Finis: And oh. Well. Should we bother with getting him out? Sheepy: Nyar: I don't know. Sheepy: Nyar: We could in theory. Sheepy: Nyar: But I can't guarantee he'll be the same. Sheepy: Nyar: So, I pose the question: Sheepy: Nyar: Do you want to risk yourself for someone you once cared for but may not be that person any longer, or do you want to abandon hope and instead keep yourself safe? Arsé-kun: Finis: I cared? *he looks mock-surprised for about three seconds* Sheepy: Nyar: You didn't? Sheepy: Nyar: Well, then, no, let's just leave him with Twilight unless everyone else feels like there's a danger to it or they think that it'd be good to rescue him. Sheepy: Nyar: I guess I should ask Turtleneck too. Arsé-kun: Finis: Ask Victor, yeah. Sheepy: Nyar: I will later. Arsé-kun: *by now, arsene has gone upstairs. still listening, though* Sheepy: *Sherlock has gone to bed. It's nap time so he can gt up early tomorrow.* Arsé-kun: *this is fine and acceptable* Sheepy: Nyar: I was thinking. Sheepy: Nyar: You said that he put the horologium in Cardia so it wouldn't be stolen, right? Arsé-kun: Finis: That's my guess. Sheepy: Nyar: But Twilight has put pieces of the Horologium into their test subjects. Isaac has been making more. Arsé-kun: Finis: why Sheepy: Nyar: It loses its power quickly in small quantities. Sheepy: Nyar: But the test subjects' bodies have been rejecting it. Sheepy: Nyar: Yes, this includes me. Sheepy: Nyar: Except it wouldn't stay in me because my body completely rejected it. Other test subjects were basically left with a rock in them. Sheepy: Nyar: Meaning. Sheepy: Nyar: Isaac intentionally created Cardia so she could be the vessel for it. Sheepy: Nyar: I can't see why... Arsé-kun: Finis: Because he's lost his mind, that's why. Sheepy: Nyar: He was already a little...unstable when I spoke with him last. Sheepy: Nyar: But you're probably right. Sheepy: Nyar: So basically in a way by allowing them to keep him, while I'd call him a shadow of his former self, he still has the brains to make some pretty dangerous things for them. Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Watson] daddy you said that later you'd explain depression to me!! so when is later? Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Iris] I'm sorry, I forgot. If I am allowed in, I will now. Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Watson] the door isnt locked because abby shot the lock off Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Iris] I said if I'm allowed in, not if I can get in Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Watson] you're allowed in. you always are Arsé-kun: *And so, cane in hand, Watson goes to Iris' room of pink and college textbooks* Arsé-kun: *AND PLUSH TOYS* Sheepy: *and robots. seems like the watsonbot was repaired by the way.* Sheepy: Iris: Hello! Arsé-kun: Watson: Hello, dear. *he plops down on the edge of Iris' bed* Sheepy: Iris: I want to know about depression so I can help Sheepy! Sheepy: *also there's a new stuffed animal. it's a wolf based on Van! but that's not important* Sheepy: *strangely, the Wolf Van looks similar to the Lamb Sheepy.* Arsé-kun: *Watson decides Iris has made friends with Van. It's the only answer to this mystery* Sheepy: *That would be right. Your daughter now has 1 friend. Unless you count Sheepy. But he's really distant.* Arsé-kun: *he counts, fuck off* Sheepy: Iris: So, what do you know?? Arsé-kun: Watson: I know depression is a mood disorder. Feeling sad or loss of interest, as well as other behavioral and physical symptoms. Sheepy: Iris: Loss of interest is the very definition of Sheepy! Sheepy: Iris: He doesn't care about anything except science-fiction at this point. Arsé-kun: Watson: m-hm. If I can hazard a guess without being a psychologist, I'd bet there were a few different triggers for it.. Sheepy: Iris: Like? Arsé-kun: Watson: Traumatic events, hormone changes, genetics.. Sheepy: Iris: Traumatic events... Arsé-kun: Watson: .... And no, you don't have depression. Not that I can tell, anyway. Sheepy: Iris: Okay, good! Sheepy: Iris: I was just thinking... He watched his dad die. But he was always so strange about it. He told me about it a little after he met me but he seemed convinced that he wasn't actually gone. Mom's death still gets to me but Sheepy doesn't seem to care. Sheepy: Iris: Would it really affect him if he doesn't care? Arsé-kun: Watson: He may not be saying it, is all. He cares more than he lets on. Sheepy: Iris: I guess so. Sheepy: Iris: He's a good actor when it comes to hiding how he feels, then. Sheepy: Iris: I heard it might be puberty but I don't know. He's been doing this for a while now and it only got worse when Twilight came into the picture. Arsé-kun: Watson: ... You know, that might be because he can't go out. Sheepy: Iris: Huh? Sheepy: Iris: What do you mean? Inside is nice. Arsé-kun: Watson: He's used to going out often, and he suddenly can't. Sheepy: Iris: Hmmm... Good point. Arsé-kun: Watson: ... And to think I'd learn this much about psychology trying to figure out why Holmes is the way he is. Arsé-kun: Watson: .... If you're wondering, the answer is that I still have absolutely no idea. I thought it to be manic depression... But it doesn't fit. Arsé-kun: Watson: He's absolutely not schizophrenic. Arsé-kun: Watson: It may just be a stress reaction.. To just take a day or so and calm down. But I haven't read anything like that to this degree. Arsé-kun: Watson: WebMD is not at all helpful. Sheepy: Iris: I don't know. Not in a mean way, but he's... unique. Herly is fairly normal. He gets stressed easily but other than that, he's like any other average person. Holmsies, meanwhile... Sheepy: Iris: Is it something that happened to him in the past? We won't know until Herly recovers. Sheepy: Iris: Now that I think about it, I know more about Herly's past than Holmsies'.... Sheepy: Iris: He's got those awful moodswings, a strange ability to deduce the killer before even going to the crime scene, and a large collection of knowledge that seemingly comes out of nowhere despite his memory loss... Sheepy: Iris: And no past to really connect to that. Sheepy: Iris: Holmsies figured out where you were based on the dirt on Azathoth's shoes. Sheepy: Iris: But why would he know that? His memory is awful. Or... was. He's starting to remember things for longer periods of time. What did Nyar do to him? Sheepy: Iris: Although his job intends to solve mysteries, they don't compare to the real mystery that is him. Arsé-kun: Watson: Nyar did affect his memory, yes, in an improvement attempt. *he nods* The moodswings I'm still unsure, and the knowledge is a lot of reading. Arsé-kun: Watson: I think. Sheepy: Iris: He remembered everything he read? Arsé-kun: Watson: Not everything... I'm not entirely sure. Arsé-kun: Watson: I've got at least three theories, but none of them seem to fit. Sheepy: Iris: Like what? Arsé-kun: Watson: He may have a photographic memory, but it wouldn't explain his mood swings. I'd suggest a form of autism, but it wouldn't explain his memory. There's far too much to be counted as a special interest... Sheepy: Iris: Maybe both?? Arsé-kun: Watson: Perhaps? Sheepy: Iris: I can't think of anything else. Arsé-kun: Watson: Or, of course, there's another reason that I wouldn't know. Sheepy: Iris: I doubt we'd get anything if we asked him. Arsé-kun: Watson: I doubt he knows himself. Sheepy: Iris: That too. Arsé-kun: Watson: Oh, well. He's Sherlock, that's what he is. Sheepy: Iris: That's the only word to describe him well. Sheepy: Iris: Along with "unique". Arsé-kun: Watson: m-hm. Sheepy: Iris: But, anyway, I don't want Sheepy to be distant anymore. I miss him... what do I do? Arsé-kun: Watson: That's what I'm not sure about, to be honest. Sheepy: Iris: Sheepy actually opened up for the first time in a while. I was surprised. I haven't seen him cry in a long time. Usually he's got a smile plastered on his face or jokingly looks pouty. Sheepy: Iris: That was to Luppie because Tom kept saying that he was going to die. Arsé-kun: Watson: Ah, that. It was rather distressing. Sheepy: Iris: Nyar has been trying to get close with him as well, and after Nyar explained himself and the stories about him today, I don't think that's a good sign. Arsé-kun: Watson: I wouldn't know. Sheepy: Iris: He's been acting like he knows Sheepy very well and I don't like it. I know Sheepy better. He's my big brother but even I don't treat him as buddy-buddy as Nyar does. Arsé-kun: Germain: *he lightly pushes Van out of the doorway to pop in* Oh, it's not Sheepy himself he's reacting to. *and he pisses off. Van's left staring* Sheepy: Iris: Huh? Sheepy: Iris: What's that supposed to mean...? ... Oh! It's Abby! Hello! Arsé-kun: Van: Oh, hi. ... Uh.... *he looks down the hall* Is that it, you old man? Come back here and explain before I put holes in your hat! Sheepy: Iris: I want to know too!! Arsé-kun: Germain: *he returns, shoving Van a second time. van shoves him back* I'd share, but Lupin is going to find out soon, and will probably share. Why ruin it? Sheepy: Iris: Luppie is going to find out soon? Arsé-kun: Germain: Most likely. Nyar's getting annoying about it. Sheepy: Iris: When? Arsé-kun: Germain: I've got no idea. Sheepy: Iris: Nyar seems extremely impatient. Arsé-kun: Germain: He'd share himself, but he's trying to keep up the mask of being mysterious. ... He's not. Sheepy: Iris: Nyar is just weird and a little off-putting. Sheepy: Iris: I don't know if I like Phil more though... Sheepy: Iris: Nyar can be really friendly and outgoing when he wants to be. Phil is... um... Sheepy: Iris: Missing something. Sheepy: Iris: He just seems very absent. Arsé-kun: Germain: Oh, he absolutely is. Sheepy: Iris: About Nyar, right? Sheepy: Iris: Unless you're saying that Phil really is missing something... Sheepy: Iris: I guess if my first impression of Nyar hadn't been negative, I'd like him? Arsé-kun: Germain: I meant Phil. Everyone's first meeting with Nyar tends to be negative, I notice. Sheepy: Iris: Even yours? Sheepy: Iris: Nyar seems very attached to you and you don't seem at all scared or angry towards him. Arsé-kun: Germain: I've grown used to it. Sheepy: Iris: How??? He's so out there... Arsé-kun: Germain: Years and a deal with the figurative devil. Sheepy: Iris: Oh. Sheepy: Nyar: Why're you insulting me behind my back? I loved you and this is what you do? Saint-Germain, why? Arsé-kun: Germain: It's not behind your back when you're lurking as an insect. Sheepy: Nyar: You knew?! Sheepy: Nyar: What, should I tell Lupin everything? Arsé-kun: Germain: No, no. Let him find out himself. Sheepy: Nyar; Well, okay. Sheepy: Nyar; Well, okay. Arsé-kun: Germain: *he lightly shoves Van again, and goes to leave. Van pushes him away. bye* Sheepy: Nyar: Anyway, I'll let you have fun talking to these two or whatever. Arsé-kun: *Van pushes him away, too- But far rougher* Sheepy: Nyar: *he frowns but doesn't comment..* Arsé-kun: Van: *he then returns to the doorway* ... Go on. I'm just listening. Sheepy: Iris: Huh? Okay. Sheepy: Iris: I don't remember what we were talking about. Sheepy: Iris: Also, are you sure you don't want to join the conversation? Arsé-kun: Van: I'd rather not interrupt. Sheepy: Iris: Germy already did so you wouldn't be. Arsé-kun: *Watson agrees* Arsé-kun: Van: Fine. What is that? *he gestures to the plush representing himself* sheep: Iris: It's based on you! Arsé-kun: Van: It looks so angry. sheep: Iris: That's because you always look angry. Arsé-kun: Van: Do I? sheep: Iris: Uhuh. It's your resting face. sheep: Iris: But I thought it looked cute. If I gave it a happy face it'd look too similar to Sheepy's... Arsé-kun: Van: That would be weird, anyway. sheep: Iris: Uhuh! sheep: Iris: Do you like it? Arsé-kun: Van: .... Yes. sheep: Iris: *she seems overjoyed!* sheep: Iris: It's a wolf because of the phrase "lone wolf "! That's you Arsé-kun: Van: hm. sheep: Iris: Here, you can get a closer look if you want! *Iris holds out wolf van* Arsé-kun: Van: *he carefully accepts and looks it over* Arsé-kun: *he seems pleased by it* sheep: Iris: Maybe Crofty knows something? Maybe they brought him to someone who specialized in this before their parents passed. Or...! Abby, do you have any ideas as to why Holmsies is the way he is? Arsé-kun: Van: Nope Sheepy: Iris: Oh. Sheepy: Iris: Then I'll ask Crofty. Arsé-kun: Watson: That'd be a good idea. He might know. Sheepy: Iris: Okay! I'll text him. Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Mycroft] croooofftyyyy!!! Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Iris] Yes? Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Mycroft] do you know why sherlock is the way he is? Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Mycroft] No. Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Iris] with his really bad moodswings Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Mycroft] so did sherlock never go to anyone for it? Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Iris] Not that I've been told. Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Mycroft] that's too bad i was hoping your parents wouldve looked into it Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Mycroft] was he always so moody? Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Mycroft] i dont know if you can remember that far bacl but any information about him from that time would be appreciated Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Iris] No. Last I recall, just easily bored. Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Mycroft] he gets self-destructive when hes bored Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Mycroft] like cutting himself and using the blood fpr science experiments Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Mycroft] can you remember anything else about him?? Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Iris] When he's in a good mood, he acts almost the same as before. Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Mycroft] almost? Sheepy: Iris: [text: to Mycroft] in what way is he different??? Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Iris] He's not a child anymore. Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Mycroft] well yes. im sorry if im bothering you but did he start to act strange or different after your parents' disappearance? Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Iris] What I saw seemed reasonable. Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Mycroft] daddy and i are trying to figure out the source of it. i apologize if mt questions were too personal Sheepy: Iris: [Text: to Mycroft] and what you gave is actually good information Sheepy: Iris: Crofty is saying that he never saw Holmsies have any problems with mood swings and that this is new. Sheepy: Iris: Holmsies doesn't act much different from his past self when he's in a good mood. Sheepy: Iris: I'm thinking that maybe Mycroft leaving helped push him in the direction of having them? I don't see why though... Sheepy: Iris: Or how, rather. Arsé-kun: Watson: I think I can. Stress. Sheepy: Iris: Even so many years into the future? Sheepy: Iris: How can we help him? Arsé-kun: Watson: I don't know, unfortunately. Sheepy: Iris: Oh well. Sheepy: Iris: That's too bad... I'll ask him later how he feels before it I guess? That may help. Arsé-kun: Watson: It may. Sheepy: Iris: But he can't text... Sheepy: Iris: I guess I have to leave my room to talk to him. Aww.. Arsé-kun: Watson: Yes, you do. Sheepy: Iris: Fiiine. Sheepy: Iris: Where is he right now? Arsé-kun: Van: He went to bed. Sheepy: Iris: Darn. Arsé-kun: Van: Write it down, do it later. Sheepy: Iris: Okay! Sheepy: *it's time for Arsene to have fun looking into cults!* Arsé-kun: *He's not. He's got the date- 4/1/02- written down, as well as other minor details. It was 15 years ago, and 9 out of 10 of the cultists died* Sheepy: *So, what're you going to do first, buddy?* Arsé-kun: *try and find things from that time period* Sheepy: *Good idea!* Arsé-kun: *After roughly an hour, he finds another cult- "Ahtau, the Peaceful Dark". This sounds sufficiently edgy.* Sheepy: *Very edgy. What'd yo find out about it, Arsene?* Arsé-kun: *they existed, and they're a very dead group.* Sheepy: *Anything else?* Arsé-kun: *Absolutely. They, so far, match Nyar's description of the cult. 8 members and a leader. The ninth member died of unrelated circumstance before the Incident* Sheepy: *but what did they die of?* Arsé-kun: *It doesn't say, only speculates who they may have been. Either way, everyone else bar one died of suicide.* Sheepy: *anyway, you're on the right track, Arsene. look further into the thing!* Sheepy: *also, it may be a good idea to look into that ninth member.* Arsé-kun: *He does so. The last ritual they had, which was carefully planned and recorded in a notebook, was named "Ettu, Notice of the Fool". The intention was to summon the Blind Idiot God- also known as Azathoth. They drank poison and called down the being. The notes begin to become illegible at this point, not being written in english. The leader took over notekeeping, signing "Saddet, the Cryptic Seneschal" before and after his writing. Something certainly happened, speculated to be a mass hallucination. After authorities got in and carried out the dead, the notes were found with an additional statement, also not in english. The final member was a woman with no memory of having gone there, and the only one not to die of the poison.* Arsé-kun: *The woman's name was Katherine Brooks- and this is the point where Arséne just stops.* sheep: *That last name sounds familiar doesn't it?* Arsé-kun: *It does. The documentation later mentions she died in childbirth, but the child was perfectly healthy* sheep: *does the kid have a name?* Arsé-kun: *It wasn't written for the child's security* sheep: *you can easily guess it though * Arsé-kun: *unfortunately* sheep: Nyar: Do you want the deets? sheep: Nyar: I got the deets! Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he glances back at Nyar* You were ready for this, weren't you? sheep: Nyar: Uhuh! sheep: Nyar: I plan every little detail for everything I do. sheep: Nyar: I can translate the ritual and explain the result. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Well, then. *he picks his pencil back up* Translate. sheep: Nyar: This line here says "He comes, he's here!" and here they're trying to summon my dad to... I guess the best term is to "bless" the unborn child of the chosen mother. Their summoning works to an extent. Arsé-kun: Arséne: That worries me. Go on. sheep: Nyar: I wouldn't say that my father was the one they summoned exactly or that he received a blessing. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ....... *he seems nervous* sheep: Nyar: My father's "imitator" decided to give him a "gift". sheep: Nyar: He shoved another man's soul in him. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ...... sheep: Nyar: His mother passed from complications due to this. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ..... Would it belong to this "Randy" fella? sheep: Nyar: Yes. Arsé-kun: Arséne: And he's...? sheep: Nyar: He wasn't dead. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Uh-huh...? sheep: Nyar: His soul was ripped out of him. Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he shudders* sheep: Nyar: He went, I guess the word for it is comatose? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Is he still alive...? sheep: Nyar: Yeah. Arsé-kun: Arséne: What's this block of text, then? sheep: Nyar: Which one? Arsé-kun: Arséne: This last one.. sheep: Nyar: It's about him. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Eh? Sheepy: Nyar: The last one's about Randy. Sheepy: Nyar: Here there's an apology to Randy over it. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Long apology. Sheepy: Nyar: It is. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Anything... Else, I should know? Sheepy: Nyar: His depression is a result of Randy's soul. Sheepy: Nyar: Randy had very bad depression. Sheepy: Nyar: That's not saying he wouldn't have gotten it if Randy hadn't been present. Sheepy: Nyar: But Randy's soul made it definite. Sheepy: Nyar: That, and having two souls is a very, very dangerous thing. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... And you can't do anything about this? Arsé-kun: *meanwhile in the library, a werewolf and a gargoyle discuss the weather. the mystery kids are chasing a jiang shi. azathoth is there. none of this is noticed or important* Sheepy: Nyar: I could. Sheepy: Nyar: I don't know if you'll accept the risks. Arsé-kun: Arséne: It's not up to me, is it? Sheepy: Nyar: ...Actually, no. Sheepy: Nyar: This isn't your choice to make. Sheepy: Nyar: It's like a plague doctor trying to cure the plague. Sheepy: Nyar: You understand what I mean, yes? Sheepy: Nyar: I'm not qualified. It's risky business. I could potentially damage his soul. Not just Randy's. Sheepy: Nyar: Heck, if I mess up badly, I might destroy his soul or kill him by accident. Arsé-kun: Arséne: ......... Sheepy: Nyar: At the same time, let's say Randy's soul suddenly decides to become dominant for some reason. Sheepy: Nyar: And yet, you may ask, why did my father's imitator choose to "bless" him this way? Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... Sure. Sheepy: Nyar: He technically did do as they asked, and.... Sheepy: Nyar: My father is a very powerful idiot. Sheepy: Nyar: He was also awoken from a very, very long slumber. Sheepy: Nyar: His blessing may have stripped Sheepy of his humanity. Sheepy: Nyar: Humans, after all, are very flawed. Arsé-kun: Azathoth: Or everyone would've just been dead. *and he exits stage left. oh. he was important* Sheepy: Nyar: Heyhey, get back here! Arsé-kun: Arséne: !! Sheepy: Nyar: Daaad! Get over here! Arsé-kun: Azathoth: *he stumbles back in stage right, yawning* Yes? Sheepy: Nyar: You need to remove Randy's soul from the kid. Arsé-kun: Azathoth: Why...? I didn't do it.. Sheepy: Nyar: Well, I'm not qualified to do it and I fix everything around here! Sheepy: Nyar: You know how hard it was to get that thing out of Watson? Gosh! Arsé-kun: Azathoth: I'll probably break something... And I'm tired.. Sheepy: Nyar: You're always tired. Sheepy: Nyar: Is that why you bonded so well with Fluffy? He's always tired, too. Arsé-kun: Azathoth: ...... ........... Oh! Uh.... *he almost dozed off standing up. This thing killed hundreds of people.* sheep: Nyar: Sit down or something. I'll bring you home. Arsé-kun: Azathoth: *he does sit down- In middair. classy* sheep: Nyar: Just don't test on me or something when we get there. At least ask instead of beating me up and then doing it. Gosh. sheep: Nyar: Okay, Lupin. You may want to ask Phil about it because for once I don't know. I'm going to stay with Dad for tonight. Tell Saint-Germain that, okay? Arsé-kun: Arséne: O-okay.... sheep: Nyar: *he picks Azathoth up and starts to head out* Arsé-kun: *Arséne just watches this, before packing up and going straight home* sheep: *Sheepy is busy being Sheepy aka lying right next to the staircase* sheep: Sheepy: Hi. sheep: Sheepy: Where were you? sheep: Sheepy: I wondered to myself while you were gone how, exactly, someone could survive in a space station and not need to interact with Earth at all. sheep: Sheepy: How would they be able to produce anything? sheep: Sheepy: There's no oxygen in space meaning that we wouldn't be able to exhale on plants to make them grow. It doesn't rain in space usually. sheep: Sheepy: There's no bees in space so how would we pollenate our plants? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Space bees. Tom and Sherlock bred them. Duh. *he slaps the papers down and raises his voice* Germain, Nyar said to tell you he's not going to be home. *he lowers it again* Also you're partially the product of a cult, I'm going to bed. sheep: Sheepy: Wait, what? sheep: Sheepy: I want to know more! Arsé-kun: Arséne: Wrote it down. sheep: Sheepy: ...Okay. sheep: Sheepy: *he gets up and begins to read the papers* Arsé-kun: *As he does, Germain comes in and reads over his shoulder* sheep: Sheepy: That's messed up. Arsé-kun: Germain: Quite. sheep: Sheepy: I didn't ask for any blessings. And this thing that's in me is causing me to feel miserable? Arsé-kun: Germain: Apparently. sheep: Sheepy: I guess life isn't fair, but... sheep: Sheepy: I can say that I never wished for this... Arsé-kun: Germain: I'd presume you did not. You weren't alive yet. sheep: Sheepy: Exactly! sheep: Sheepy: So why...? Arsé-kun: Germain: Cult mentality? I don't know. sheep: Sheepy: ...I guess. sheep: Sheepy: Nyar can't fix it either... sheep: Sheepy: I thought he could do anything. Arsé-kun: Germain: I presume he would have by now. sheep: Sheepy: Darn... sheep: Sheepy: Nyar, why are you suddenly not capable of anything when I need you??? sheep: Sheepy: Oh well. I'll just ask Phil. Arsé-kun: Germain: You think he will? sheep: Sheepy: no. sheep: Sheepy: Unfortunately... Arsé-kun: Germain: Hum.. sheep: Sheepy: Do you know anything? Arsé-kun: Germain: I know I am unable to help here. sheep: Sheepy: Oh... sheep: Sheepy: Oh well. Arsé-kun: Germain: Now that you're aware, though, perhaps acting in ways you don't wish to could help with your symptoms? sheep: Sheepy: Huh? sheep: Sheepy: I don't get it. sheep: Sheepy: Acting in ways I don't wish? Arsé-kun: Germain: You act in a way that may be matching how this other man would be. He was depressed, so it's possible you're actually not.. sheep: Sheepy: So what do I do? Arsé-kun: Germain: Betray instinct. You're keeping yourself in a little comfort zone. Do you ever reach out of it? sheep: Sheepy: No. Arsé-kun: Germain: I noticed. sheep: Sheepy: Instinct says to stay in my comfort zone. Arsé-kun: Germain: Instinct also says don't steal. sheep: Sheepy: Nevermind I'm betraying instinct Arsé-kun: Germain: Onwards, Sheepy, to feeling better. Sheepy: Sheepy: I don't know where to start. Sheepy: Sheepy: I stole your watch. Arsé-kun: Germain: So you did. I didn't even notice. Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah! Sheepy: Sheepy: I guess I should talk to Iris. Arsé-kun: Germain: If you wish to. Sheepy: Sheepy: Who should I target tonight... Arsé-kun: Germain: Don't ask me. Sheepy: Sheepy: You don't have any ideas? Arsé-kun: Germain: I do not. Sheepy: Sheepy: Darn. Arsé-kun: Germain: Ask others? Sheepy: Sheepy: Like whom? Arsé-kun: Germain: ... I didn't get that far. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Arsé-kun: Germain: Ask around for ideas? Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] I need ideas. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] With? Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] Who to steal from. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] Don't ask me! I don't know, and I'd like to stay uninvolved. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] Okay, then who would Sherlock want me to steal from? Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] I'm not helping you with this. And stay safe. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] Uggghhh fiiiinnneee... Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] Mycroft!!! Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Sheepy] Yes? Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] Who should I steal from?? Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] I'm a thief of justice so they have to be a criminal. Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Sheepy] I'd give you a list of people I work with, but I doubt they're actual criminals... Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] Eggs has criminal connections right?? Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Sheepy] That's a good point. Robert is in detainment, though... Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] Then I'll just steal from a criminal he knows. Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Sheepy] Be careful!! Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] Do you know any of his criminal friends? Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Sheepy] No. I know about his father... Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] His father's a criminal? Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Sheepy] Were you not here for that discussion? Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] Uhhhhhhh Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] I was sleeping at the breakfast table today. Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Sheepy] ...... Right. His name is James Moriarty. Ring any bells? Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] Wait. That's the guy who messed Sherlock up. Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Sheepy] Yes. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] I remember when everyone thought that he killed Sherlock. Vaguely but... they were not fun times! Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] OK, thank you. You were much more helpful than Watson. Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Sheepy] Don't tell Watson I said this, but go mess him up. Revenge. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] Do you not like him? Arsé-kun: Mycroft: [text: to Sheepy] Robert, I do. His father seemed a decent man, but he did... That. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] OK, I'll only be leaving the calling card tonight but tomorrow! Tomorrow is different. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Iris] Iris do you wanna come with me to plant this card at someone's house? Arsé-kun: Iris: [text: to Sheepy] Y E S AKJBJBFkbjbfL LET ME GET RE ADY Sheepy: Sheepy: *He goes and changes into his Joker outfit. Iris comes down a few minutes later in her thief outfit!* Arsé-kun: Germain: Oh? A plan, already? Sheepy: Sheepy: Yup. We're targeting Moriarty. Arsé-kun: Germain: Don't let me stop you, then! Sheepy: *Iris and Sheepy leave for Moriarty's! Iris briefs him on the way about anything he may need to know.* Arsé-kun: *Germain indulges in a bout of semi-evil laughter, meanwhile. He lied and got away with it. Maybe? Was he lying? Idk* Sheepy: *Eventually they arrive!* Arsé-kun: *It's a particularly large house, but not a literal mansion.* Sheepy: *They sneak in* Arsé-kun: *Verrrrry fancy! Where are you going to plant the card?* Sheepy: *Sheepy places it in an easy to find place* Arsé-kun: *Good idea!* Sheepy: *Sheepy places the card and decides to look around a little to get a good idea of the place* Sheepy: *Iris is sticking close to Sheepy* Arsé-kun: *There's a creak in the floorboards!* Sheepy: *Iris grabs Sheepy's arm* Arsé-kun: *Something's coming in, with glowing red eyes!* Sheepy: Iris: *AAAAAAAAA* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he approaches them and touches their face. touch.* Arsé-kun: *Were they really glowing, or was it a trick of the light? If they were, they aren't now. There's a confused noise, though, from them* Sheepy: Iris: Joker, don't touch the demon! Sheepy: Sheepy: Hi. We've come to rob you tomorrow. We left a calling card... Wait. No. Nevermind. I'm not stealing from someone in a wheelchair. Sheepy: Sheepy: Sorry, false call. Arsé-kun: Moriarty: ... A bit too late for that. You're already here, aren't you..? Sheepy: Iris: Joker, he's a math professor, not a wrestler. Sheepy: Iris: He nearly killed Holmsies too! Why're you acting so calm?! Don't hold a conversation with him! Just run!! Arsé-kun: Mori: I can't harm either of you. Like he said, I am wheelchair-bound. *he folds his hands* He nearly had me, as well. Sheepy: Sheepy: Sherlock's being an idiot again. Arsé-kun: Mori: Oh, that sounds about right. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay, real talk, since I walked all the way over here and I'm not wasting my time. Sheepy: Sheepy: Sherlock's the detective for your son's case and he's aware of your relationship with him. Arsé-kun: Mori: Oh? That's a twist. Sheepy: Sheepy: He doesn't want to do it and as we all know, when Sherlock doesn't want to do something he puts no effort into it. Arsé-kun: Mori: .... He's very easy to convince. Tell him that if he does poorly, I shall do it myself, and make him seem like a junior. That will rile him up. Sheepy: Sheepy: His attorney is a ...friend? of Sherlock's. Sheepy: Sheepy: Their legal advisor is currently our of the country so, um, that job is being left to an easily flustered English student. Arsé-kun: Mori: .... That is adorable. I wish them the best. Sheepy: Sheepy: Are you sure you don't want any help with that?? Sheepy: Sheepy: You seem oddly calm about it. Arsé-kun: Mori: This is not worth my panic. Sheepy: Sheepy: It's not? Sherlock's already deduced the real killer and it's Fantomas. Sheepy: Sheepy: But if you aren't bothered by it, that's good. Arsé-kun: Mori: *he nods* Justice tends to win, no matter how well the evils are doing, or how much fun they are having. That is what I have learned. Sheepy: Iris: I never thought that I'd hear that from the Napoleon of Crime. Arsé-kun: Mori: Oh? That old name is still being used? Sheepy: Iris: Holmsies still uses it! Arsé-kun: Mori: Of course he does. Sheepy: Sheepy: I kind of forget that you exist until winter rolls around. Arsé-kun: Mori: Oh? Does he have similar pains? Arsé-kun: Mori: Oof. Arsé-kun: Mori: I accept the blame for that. Sheepy: Sheepy: He's difficult to deal with during the winter because his mood swings get really bad and he sleeps less than normal. Arsé-kun: Mori: No wonder he takes longer on cases during the winter months. Sheepy: Sheepy: You've been tracking him? Arsé-kun: Mori: Not intentionally. It was something I notice in the papers. He cracks cases far faster in the warmer months. Sheepy: Sheepy: Are you not negatively disposed towards him anymore? Arsé-kun: Mori: Why should I? He is the better man. Sheepy: Sheepy: Most people I've stolen from hate me despite being the ones who hurt someone. I'm just delivering justice. Arsé-kun: Mori: Most? This tells me there are exceptions. *a pause* Don't tell me. Sheepy: Sheepy: Don't tell you what? Arsé-kun: Mori: Too much. I like to figure things out myself. Sheepy: Sheepy: I've piqued your interest? Arsé-kun: Mori: Quite. I did not know some things you have said. Sheepy: Sheepy: Usually the only people interested in Joker are fangirls who like me for my appearance. Arsé-kun: Mori: I can understand why. Sheepy: Sheepy: It's sad because I'm not interested in romance. I'm interested in sleeping and science fiction. Arsé-kun: Mori: That's enough out of you, child. Sheepy: Sheepy: Whoops. Sorry. Arsé-kun: Mori: Quite all right. Perhaps we can speak again at a better hour. Sheepy: Sheepy: And when I'm not in a phantom thief outfit. Arsé-kun: Mori: You'd tell me your identity, just like that? Sheepy: Sheepy: I have very few friends. I'm desperate. Arsé-kun: Mori: I doubt there is no one your age, child. If anyone, at least start with my son- He needs it. Sheepy: Iris: Joker you're being weird again. Arsé-kun: Mori: *he smiles and shakes his head* Like I said, start with my son. Sheepy: Sheepy: And then after that?? Arsé-kun: Mori: Then perhaps. Sheepy: Sheepy: Great! Arsé-kun: Mori: *he looks up to the clock* It's late! You children better go home. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Good night. I'll tell Sherlock what you said I should tell him to rile him up. Bye. Sheepy: Sheepy: And also, good luck with the trial thingy. Okay. Bye for real this time. Sheepy: *Sheepy and Iris head home.* Arsé-kun: Mori: ... Kids. *he shakes his head, and leaves the room* Sheepy: *Sheepy and Iris get home* Arsé-kun: Delly: You're alive. heepy: Sheepy: Yup. Sheepy: Iris: *she seems tired* Sheepy: Sheepy: Good night, Iris. Sheepy: Iris: Good night. I need to talk to you tomorrow... *she heads upstairs* Sheepy: Sheepy: Gosh, that was uneventful. I did learn some good information though. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Sherlock] If you perform poorly on this investigation, Moriarty is going to investigate for you and make you seem like a junior. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] Tell Sherlock to check his phone in the morning. It's important. It's a message from someone he knows. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] If you're angry I understand. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] But I alone am the one to blame. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Mycroft] Ended up not stealing from him. We had a long conversation about himself and Sherlock instead. He seems to have changed. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] I'm sorry? What have you done? sheep: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] I went out to inform my next target and instead we talked it out. sheep: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] I went out to inform my next target and instead we talked it out. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] .... And you went to... Who? sheep: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] Professor Moriarty. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] That is incredible. sheep: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] Who has a message to Sherlock, so make sure he reads it in the morning or else he's going to do a shabby job on his case. sheep: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] And since I'm sure you're aware that we went out, Iris came with me not because she wanted to but instead because I indirectly forced her into it because she's 95% of my impulse control and she knows that. So before you yell at her, yell at me. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] I don't intend to yell at either of you. I'm more impressed than anything. sheep: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] Eh? sheep: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] How are you impressed? Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] You both went, willingly, to his house, and encountered him, without anything bad happening. I know she came with you willingly- She told me she was going. sheep: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] I didn't know that you knew... Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] Now you do. sheep: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] Iris was visibly scared of him which makes sense considering that he came in like a monster in a movie. I guess it was stupid of me to approach him and start poking his face but I don't care. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] He let you do that?! sheep: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] Yes. He seemed very confused at first. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] I can understand why! Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] He seemed amused by me. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] He doesn't seem to hate Sherlock or anything. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] That's interesting. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] He admits that Sherlock was the better man in the situation and that he was committing a wrong, so he got just desserts. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] Very Interesting Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] He also doesn't seem too bothered about his son being put on trial for murder because he knows that justice will prevail. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sheepy] I feel like I've learned a lot. Thank you. Sheepy: Sheepy: [Text: to Watson] No problem. Arsé-kun: *and then Watson goes to bed. Sheepy PROBABLY should too* Sheepy: *no. sheepy's going to watch movies about tongue-replacing parasites.* Sheepy: *no. sheepy's going to watch movies about tongue-replacing parasites.* Arsé-kun: *Delly joins him. What's this?* Sheepy: *awful, probably* Arsé-kun: Delly: *this is so cool.* Sheepy: *Sheepy seems interested* Arsé-kun: *Delly is also interested!* Sheepy: *after a while, Sherlock comes downstairs* Sheepy: Sherlock: ...? Arsé-kun: Delly: *he's excited* Arsé-kun: Delly: Is the parasite gonna win? Sheepy: Sheepy: I hope. Sheepy: Sherlock: Parasite... Sheepy: Sherlock: What're you talking about? Sheepy: Sheepy: They replace your tongue and control your mind. They're based on a real thing. Sheepy: Sherlock:...Wh...what? Arsé-kun: Delly: They attack fish! Arsé-kun: Delly: They sadly don't affect people... I'd pay to see that! Sheepy: Sheepy: So would I. Sheepy: Sherlock: Fish have tongues...? Arsé-kun: Delly: Apparently! Sheepy: Sherlock: Fish tongues... Sheepy: Sheepy: I wouldn't call it common for fish infected with the parasite to end up in fish being sold, but some people eat them along with other isopods for fun. Arsé-kun: Delly: *his attention goes back to the movie* Eat shit, protag! Sheepy: Sheepy: The protag is so unlikable! I hope he dies to the parasites! Arsé-kun: Delly: I hope the girl kills them! She's so much better! Sheepy: Sherlock:...Fish tongues... Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah! Arsé-kun: Delly: Oh! Ooh! Did you see that?? He had a mark! Sheepy: Sheepy: He's one of them! Arsé-kun: Delly: Yessss! Sheepy: Sheepy: Kick their butt! Arsé-kun: Delly: Murder them all! sheep: Sherlock: [Text: to Arsene] fishws havr tobgue sheep: Sherlock [Text: to Arsene] TJEY HAVE TONJIR SND PARASOTE ESY TONGUE Arsé-kun: *arséne doesn't respond because he's still sleeping. shouldn't you get going, sherlock?* sheep: Sherlock: [Text: to Arsene] WHU TONGIE??? sheep: *he should. he waits for a moment and then gets ready* Arsé-kun: Delly: He's dead! This movie is amazing! Sheepy: Sheepy: It's stupid and I love it! Sheepy: Sherlock: *he grabs his bag* Fish tongue... Arsé-kun: Delly: Best movie! Sheepy: Sheepy: The creators must've been drunk. Arsé-kun: Delly: I dunno, seems pretty sober to me! Sheepy: Sheepy: Or crazy to think that isopods can do that. Arsé-kun: Delly: Eh, there's worse! Sheepy: Sheepy: Like the monolith monsters. Arsé-kun: Delly: Huh? Haven't seen that one yet... Sheepy: Sheepy: It's awful. Arsé-kun: Delly: So is the time. It's not daytime yet! Sheepy: Sheepy: Really? Arsé-kun: Delly: It's only five thirty.... Sheepy: Sheepy: Ugh. Sheepy: Sherlock: When will Watson be ready... Arsé-kun: Delly: Maybe we should get drinks once this is over! Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he drags his sorry ass downstairs. He looks exhausted* Sheepy: Sheepy: Good morning. Arsé-kun: Watson: I'd rather be eaten by a shark. Sheepy: Sheepy: I hope I'm eaten by a shark on a daily basis. Arsé-kun: Watson: Lets go, Holmes, before my brain catches up. Sheepy: Sherlock: Fish tongue. Arsé-kun: Watson: I don't want to know. Sheepy: Sherlock: Watson... There are parasites that eat fish tongues and replace them. Arsé-kun: Watson: ..... This is going to be a looong day. Sheepy: Sherlock: Watson, I'm scared. Sheepy: Sherlock: What if there's a type for humans? Sheepy: Sherlock: I don't know where we're going... Arsé-kun: Watson: I doubt it, and I believe I do. Sheepy: Sherlock: Great. Arsé-kun: *Watson grabs his cane, and they get the fuck going* Sheepy: *Sherlock follows Watson there* Arsé-kun: Asougi: --Ryuu! *he whacks Ryuu with his scabbard* Sheepy: Ryuu: Ow! Arsé-kun: Asougi: C'mon, partner, it isn't naptime! Sheepy: Ryuu: It's too early... Sheepy: Ryuu: *he sleepily rubs his eyes* Arsé-kun: Asougi: It is not! Sheepy: Ryuu: I want to sleep more... Arsé-kun: Asougi: We need to do this, Ryuu! Sheepy: Ryuu:........*it's nap time.* Arsé-kun: Asougi: Ryuu!! I can't investigate with you napping on me! Sheepy: *Sherlock bursts out laughing. Sherlock, you're awful.* Arsé-kun: Asougi: Sherlock-san! Good morning! Sheepy: Ryuu: Holmes-san... why? Arsé-kun: Watson: He wants attention. Sheepy: Sherlock: No one notices me unless I act out. Arsé-kun: Asougi: I saw you! Are you ready to investigate? Sheepy: Sherlock: Yes. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Then in we go! Sheepy: *they go* Arsé-kun: *Nobody else is to be found- they must be elsewhere in the house* Sheepy: Sherlock: They've probably taken the body away. Arsé-kun: Asougi: That does put a damper on things, doesn't it? Sheepy: Ryuu: Did you want to see a dead body...? Arsé-kun: Asougi: Don't we need that for evidence? Sheepy: Ryuu: They usually have an autopsy report, right? Arsé-kun: Asougi: They usually CHANGE the report, you know this! Sheepy: Sherlock: Autopsy reports are the opinion of one person. Sheepy: Sherlock: Their opinion is usually wrong. Arsé-kun: Watson: Yes, exactly. Sheepy: Ryuu: If they change it, just shove the new one in their face... or something... Sheepy: Sherlock: I can figure out the cause of death much faster than it takes them to produce an autopsy report. Sheepy: Sherlock: We already know the true killer, meaning that we just need to reverse our thinking and use evidence to fill in any holes. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Good point! Lets get looking, then! Sheepy: Sherlock: Right. Arsé-kun: *they Get Looking. Ryuu and Watson take alternating nap breaks* Sheepy: *Sherlock as usual throws himself into the crime scene.* Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he throws himself after Sherlock. it's learning time* Sheepy: Sherlock: Do you see the holes in the floor here? One, two, three, four. Each was stabbed into the body once, as you can see based on the holes. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Four! That seems so unnecessary! Sheepy: Sherlock: *he sprawls out onto the ground and outstreches his arms and legs, similar to the corpse.* Do you see where the knives would have entered? They're all spots that aren't immediately lethal. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Yes, I get it! But why? Sheepy: Sherlock: Because the killer is a sadist. Sheepy: Sherlock: The victim most likely bled out. Sheepy: Sherlock: And now we must ask why the accused was in here in the first place Arsé-kun: Asougi: .. Window's broken! Maybe he heard screaming and came in? Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh! Good idea! Sheepy: Sherlock: Yes, he approached the dying individual and was knocked out by them. Perfect! Arsé-kun: Asougi: No, no! The perp probably did it! Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh. Sheepy: Sherlock: Right. Sheepy: Sherlock: And now, we must ask how the culprit escaped. Probably through the window... Maybe if we check the grass outside the window there'll still be evidence of them having been there. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Right! Sheepy: *they go to check!* Arsé-kun: *there's footprints of multiple sizes!* Sheepy: Sherlock: Aha! There were at least two people here! Sheepy: *Sherlock uses his trusty goggles to focus on the footprints. he sees a ladybug. he starts watching that instead.* Arsé-kun: Asougi: .... That's not the tracks, Sherlock-san! Sheepy: Sherlock: ...! *he looks back at the tracks* Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he picks up the ladybug to look at it himself. hello pretty lady* Sheepy: Sherlock: One set approaches it exclusively. It never leaves. That's most likely Eggs Benedict. I want eggs benedict. There's probably a place that serves that nearby. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Sherlock, what? Sheepy: Sherlock: The second is the perp, most likely, because it approaches and leaves. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Yeah.. Sheepy: Sherlock: The suspect's name is Eggs Benedict. Sheepy: Sherlock: You are defending someone named Eggs Benedict Arsé-kun: Asougi: No, no, serves what? Sheepy: Sherlock: Eggs benedict. Arsé-kun: Asougi: ... Did you eat today? Sheepy: Sherlock: No. I was too busy focusing on fish tongues Arsé-kun: Asougi: what Sheepy: Sherlock: Did you know that there's a type of parasite that'll replace the fish's tongue and function the same exact way? Sheepy: Sherlock: My nephew told me this. Sheepy: Sherlock: He knows a lot about horrifying things. I didn't knkw that fish even had tongues. Arsé-kun: Asougi: That's terrifying. Sheepy: Sherlock: He was watching a movie about ones that did that to humans. That's what I came downstairs to this morning. Arsé-kun: Asougi: I'll have to write that down for the "wake ryuu up" list! Sheepy: Sherlock: Touching his neck usually works for me Arsé-kun: Asougi: That only works for you! Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh. Sheepy: Sherlock: What else works... Arsé-kun: Asougi: Loud noises.. Sheepy: Sherlock: You hitting him with your sword works most of the time. Sheepy: Sherlock: Hmmm. Arsé-kun: Asougi: He dozes off after, though.. Sheepy: Sherlock: *He's taken out measuring tape and suddenly realizes that he can't do anything with it* Sheepy: Sherlock: Coffee might work..*he zooms in with his goggles and hits a button on the side of it. a photograph comes out of a slot on his bag!* Sheepy: Sherlock: Here, can you use this amd measure the length and width of these footprints? Sheepy: Sherlock: *he more or less shoves it at Asougi, gets up, and starts pacing back and forth* Sheepy: Sherlock: Fantomas follows Eggs home. Fantomas ends up getting ahead of him. He breaks the window and approaches the victim, causing them to scream. Eggs takes a moment. He's indecisive. He's already been attacked once, and he's unsure if he wants to risk it. Eggs finally enters. Fantomas obviously rushed due to how the knives were clumsily shoved in. Eggs approaches to help. Something happens. Eggs gets knocked out. Arsé-kun: Asougi: .... *he's just awkwardly holding the photo* Sounds good, but, uh... What do I do with this? Sheepy: Sherlock: I don't know, but it'd be useful to use the measuring tape and measure the length and width of both footprints. Sheepy: Sherlock: What you use it for is your expertise. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Oh! Why didn't you say so! *he goes to start measuring* Sheepy: Sherlock: I did. Sheepy: Sherlock: But not on the photograph. The ground. Arsé-kun: Asougi: You've got to be more specific, Sherlock-san! Sheepy: Sherlock: I thought I was making sense. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Now it does! *he sets to work* Sheepy: Sherlock: Great. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he strolls over with starfucks or whatever the fuck* Any progress? Sheepy: Sherlock: We did it. We solved the murder. Sheepy: Sherlock: Somebody died. Arsé-kun: Watson: I never would have guessed!! Wow! Sheepy: Sherlock: Unfortunately, it wasn't me. Arsé-kun: Asougi: It wasn't any of us, and that's what matters! Sheepy: Sherlock: I guess. Arsé-kun: Watson: Hmm.. Ryuu still not helping out here? Sheepy: Sherlock: I thought Ryuu was with you? Arsé-kun: Watson: No... I've got this. Hold on. *he goes back indoors. Ryuu screams about a minute later* Sheepy: Sherlock: I wonder if Watson hit him with his cane? Arsé-kun: Asougi: Too loud. Bet it was cold water. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, maybe. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh well. Sheepy: Sherlock: Anyway, the killer actually visited Eggs's house before this. Sheepy: Sherlock: However, we don't have the legal right to investigate the area unless the owner of the home, his father, allows us, and. Sheepy: Sherlock:.... Sheepy: Sherlock: Well, that's not an option. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Sure it is. It can't be that hard. Sheepy: Sherlock: His father nearly killed me. Arsé-kun: Asougi: .... It can't be that hard! Sheepy: Sherlock: I can't really barge into his house because I dragged him with me. Sheepy: Sherlock: But, I mean, I guess. Arsé-kun: Asougi: We can! Sheepy: Sherlock: He'll understand. Maybe. Sheepy: Sherlock:...Maybe not... Sheepy: Sherlock: I'm kind of scared of doing it. Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he pats Sherlock's back* I gotcha. I'll handle it, okay? Sheepy: Sherlock: I can do the investigating part, but talking to him... Arsé-kun: Asougi: I'll make Ryuu do it! You can go around back! Sheepy: Sherlock: Sneaking in...? Sheepy: Sherlock: That's illegal. Arsé-kun: Asougi: It's not sneaking in if it's using a different entrance for simplicity! Sheepy: Sherlock: Uh... Sheepy: Sherlock: I'll ask Watson what I should do... Arsé-kun: Watson: Not that. Sheepy: Sherlock: Then what? Arsé-kun: Watson: We keep direct conversation to a minimum. Sheepy: Sherlock: Do you know the way there? Sheepy: Sherlock: I'll follow you. Arsé-kun: Watson: I don't- Arsé-kun: Asougi: I'll find out! Sheepy: Sherlock: How? Arsé-kun: *Asougi plugs it into a gps on his phone. here we go* Sheepy: Ryuu: A genius... Arsé-kun: Asougi: Thank you! Sheepy: Ryuu: Asougi, is it safe to go there if he tried to kill Holmes-san??? Arsé-kun: Asougi: Is it safe for me to be around cats? Sheepy: Ryuu: No... Arsé-kun: Asougi: What do I like? Sheepy: Ryuu: Cats. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Great, lets go! I hope he's got a cat! Sheepy: Ryuu: Asougi, Wagahai ended up with then because of your cat allergies. Please don't get another cat. Arsé-kun: Asougi: But I love cats! Sheepy: Ryuu: But your body doesn't. Arsé-kun: Asougi: I need one that functions! Sheepy: Ryuu: That's why you shouldn't have a cat. Sheepy: Sherlock: Please lead us there. Arsé-kun: *they get the hell going* Sheepy: *eventually, they arrive. Sherlock knocks on the door with his left hand* Arsé-kun: Mori: I'll be right there~ Arsé-kun: *Mori eventually gets to the door! Asougi pushes Ryuu in the way of Sherlock!* Sheepy: Ryuu: Good morning! Sheepy: Ryuu: My partner and I are the defense team defending your son! Sheepy: Ryuu: The detective who is assisting us has connected the case to him having been assaulted by a robber in your home and would like to request permission to investigate the scene. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he is still wearing his goggles. classy.* Sheepy: Ryuu: He is the detective behind me... *he looks over* huh? Where did he go... *he looks behind him and then down* Holmes-san! Please stop taking pictures of that butterfly! Sheepy: Sherlock: Watson, plese put on a glove and grab what's in that patch of grass there. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he looks over Sherlock's shoulder and immediately does as asked, gingerly picking up the handgun in the grass* That certainly doesn't belong there. sheep: Sherlock: Check the bullets, please. Sheepy: Sherlock: With the reputation he had before seemingly disappearing off the face of the Earth, I doubt it was left here unintentionally. Sheepy: Sherlock: So the gun probably has some secret hidden in it. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he opens it, and pulls out a rolled up paper* Good call. *he opens it* ..... This handwriting makes mine look neat. Sheepy: Sherlock: It's difficult to make it out. Sheepy: Sherlock: Actually, I can't read this at all. Is it even English? Arsé-kun: Watson: Nope. Sheepy: Sherlock: Well, this is unfortunate. Sheepy: Sherlock: I wonder if anyone knows what this says... Sheepy: Ryuu:...Holmes-san, what're you giving me that look for? Arsé-kun: Watson: Ryuu is an english student, not french. He can't help. Sheepy: Sherlock: Isn't that a type of toast? Sheepy: Ryuu:............ Sheepy: Ryuu: That's french toast, Holmes-san. Sheepy: Sherlock: Well, I'd hope you're not studying french toast as a major. Sheepy: Sherlock: Wait a moment. Sheepy: Sherlock: [Text: to Arsene] TRNALSATE FRENH TOASY *he sends a picture of the note to Arséne* Sheepy: Sherlock: [Text: to Arsene] FANTOMAS Arsé-kun: Arséne: [text: to Sherlock] It reads, roughly: "Isn't strange how what represents new life is so easily cracked? Tonight, I'll crush your new life - destroy it, just like you destroyed mine. I hope you enjoy the show, Professor". I feel like it was a crack at his name... No pun intended. Sheepy: Sherlock: [Text: to Arsene] EGGSCELENT Arsé-kun: Arséne: [text: to Sherlock] IT'S TOO EARLY FOR THIS Sheepy: Sherlock: Arsene says it says, "Isn't it strange how what represents new life is so easily cracked? Tonight, I'll crush your new life - destroy it, just like you destroyed mine. I hope you enjoy the show, Professor". Sheepy: Sherlock: [Text: to Arsene] WORK Arsé-kun: Mori: How utterly rude. Arsé-kun: Arséne: [text: to Sherlock] YELLING PUNS AT ME IS NOT WORKING. Sheepy: Sherlock: It most likely refers to last night. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he passes the phone to Watson* Sheepy: Sherlock: If it doesn't, it refers to tonight. Arsé-kun: Mori: He may intend to attack the jail Robert is being held in. I will make sure the night guards are doing their jobs properly. Sheepy: Sherlock: Maybe, but if he intended to kill, he would've killed Robert when he had the chance to. Arsé-kun: Mori: This is Fantomas we are talking about. He takes his time, and the results are generally catastrophic is allowed to continue. Sheepy: Sherlock: This is true. Arsé-kun: Mori: Furthermore, this means the aim of the robbery was not to steal, but to harm. Sheepy: Sherlock: This is unsurprising because he had apparently received threats from Fantomas previously concerning physical harm. Sheepy: Sherlock: The robbery was just an excuse. Arsé-kun: Mori: Exactly. The recent murder was also an excuse to get close to Robert. Sheepy: Sherlock: Fantomas seemed to have lured him in by breaking a window. Arsé-kun: Mori: He could have easily gotten in without breaking it, but the plan required Robert's presence.. Sheepy: Sherlock: Exactly. This is one ofthe two signs he left of his presence, the other being footprints in front of the window. Arsé-kun: Mori: How sloppy. Sheepy: Sherlock: I don't think it's a case of being sloppy... Arsé-kun: Mori: Why would he want his own presence to be noticed? It's like a glaring warning... Sheepy: Sherlock: He's pinning the murder on Robert, right? Sheepy: Sherlock: Robert was found knocked out by the body. Sheepy: Sherlock: Wouldn't it be strange if there hadn't been signs of someone else entering to knock him out? Arsé-kun: Asougi: Hold on, hold on!! There were two sets of prints, though, so that would make it weird! Sheepy: Sherlock: No, if wouldn't. Sheepy: Sherlock: Let's look at it in the scenario of: Robert killed the victim. Sheepy: Sherlock: Robert approaches the window. Sheepy: Sherlock: He breaks it. Sheepy: Sherlock: He kills the victim. Sheepy: Sherlock: The screaming attracts a "witness" - Fantomas. Sheepy: Sherlock: Fantomas enters by the entry way that Robert created. Sheepy: Sherlock: Fantomas knocks him out so he can't flee before the police arrive. Arsé-kun: Mori: In such a case, he should have stayed put instead of retreating, or even better, should have reported the attack. Neither were performed. Sheepy: Sherlock: Not everyone acts the same way under the stress of "witnessing a murder". Sheepy: Sherlock: Fantomas also would have bloodied his clothed upon killing the victim, meaning that he would have needed to change, right? Sheepy: Sherlock: Hence him leaving. Arsé-kun: Mori: That line of logic went down two different paths. The first point, that is quite fair. Arsé-kun: Mori: The second returned to our previous point with nary a warning. Your point is understood, though. Sheepy: Sherlock: Well, that's good. Sheepy: Sherlock: I have to wonder why he shot Robert once and in the shoulder specifically. Arsé-kun: Mori: Perhaps so he would be unable to fight back well. Sheepy: Sherlock: Why does he want to get revenge? Arsé-kun: Mori: That's what I want to know. Sheepy: Sherlock: Did you do something to him? Arsé-kun: Mori: No. Whenever something was wrong, he'd outright say so. If anyone did, it'd be Robert, but I cannot think of anything. Sheepy: Sherlock: Why did he suddenly disappear, then? I noticed that he had stopped helping you all together. Arsé-kun: Mori: I do not know. I intend to use this resurfacing of his to find out. Sheepy: Sherlock: So he just disappeared without a word? Sheepy: Sherlock: Was it during one of your plots? Arsé-kun: Mori: Not during, no. Sheepy: Sherlock: That's strange. Sheepy: Sherlock: Had something happened before it? Arsé-kun: Mori: If anything had, it'd have been used to find him. Therefore, no. Arsé-kun: Mori: Even those closest to him did not know why he vanished. Sheepy: Sherlock: And he's acting not at all in character as to how he was before. Sheepy: Sherlock: Are we sure that this is the real one? Sheepy: Sherlock: Because he used to just knock people out and be done with it. Sheepy: Sherlock: The victim died from bleeding out. Sheepy: Sherlock: That's an incredibly sadistic way of killing someone. Sheepy: Sherlock: Do you remember what plot you had finished before he disappeared? Sheepy: Sherlock: If you don't, that's fine. Arsé-kun: Mori: We're not sure, that is the problem. Arsé-kun: Mori: There's no way to tell until we personally see him. Arsé-kun: Mori: However- I do remember what we had been doing. Sheepy: Sherlock: What was that? Arsé-kun: Mori: None of your business. I will share that it was at least three months before the falls. Sheepy: Sherlock: You know how I work. Even the smallest of details can change an entire case for me. Arsé-kun: Mori: I was hoping you'd figure it out on your own. I'll give you a hint- The case with the gangs. Sheepy: Sherlock: ....*he seems to be thinking* Sheepy: Sherlock: Fish tongue? Arsé-kun: Watson: Not the time for that! Sheepy: Sherlock: Fish tongue parasites...... Sheepy: Sherlock: ... Sheepy: Sherlock: I don't remember. Arsé-kun: Mori: You don't? That's a shame. Sheepy: Sherlock: I don't even remember the case I had last week. Arsé-kun: Mori: .... I am so sorry. Sheepy: Sherlock: What? Sheepy: Sherlock: Why're you sorry? Arsé-kun: Mori: ... *he shakes his head* I'll be more specific from now on. 'Twas a case where a young couple were kidnapped by a gang, but purposely framed others. You had to get through all the framing to find them. It was rather impressive. Sheepy: Sherlock: Nope. Don't remember it. Sheepy: Sherlock: Was Fantomas involved in it at all? Arsé-kun: Mori: Yes. He was in charge of the framing procedures, as well as leading them to the initial capture. Sheepy: Sherlock: He may have disappeared because he had made some enemies with that stunt. Arsé-kun: Mori: It's possible, but he disappeared without a word. He'd have said if there was an issue. Sheepy: Sherlock: Maybe they grabbed him one night? Arsé-kun: Mori: It's possible. Sheepy: Sherlock: Guessing isn't good but there's so little evidence that it's all I can do. Arsé-kun: Mori: It's all we have. Sheepy: Sherlock: Unless we catch him somehow...? Arsé-kun: Mori: We will. I'll do it myself if I have to. Sheepy: Sherlock: I'll try too. Arsé-kun: Mori: I intend to have some of my men guard the jail perimeters. You may wish to join them. Sheepy: Sherlock: I will. Arsé-kun: Mori: All right. Sheepy: Sherlock: I'll disguise myself as one of the guards to make Fantomas less suspicious. Arsé-kun: Mori: My men will do so, as well. Sheepy: Sherlock: Good. Arsé-kun: Mori: I'm glad we could come to this agreement. Sheepy: Sherlock: I can't use my right hand so I won't be of much use. Sheepy: Sherlock: The best I can offer is my support. Sheepy: Sherlock: But, I'll do my best. Sheepy: Ryuu: Holmes-san, the case concerning Fantomas is important but so is proving the innocence of our client... Sheepy: Ryuu: *he lowers his voice and looks to Asougi* What's a Fantomas? Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he lowers his voice in kind* I've got no idea. Should we ask? Sheepy: Ryuu: *still low.* I feel like I'd be intruding... Sheepy: Ryuu: *still low* Is it related to the case? Arsé-kun: Asougi: *still low* Yeah, sounds like it. Sheepy: Ryuu: Um... Sir! What's this Fantomas thing? Sheepy: Sherlock: Complicated. Sheepy: Ryuu: I was asking our client's father, Holmes-san... Arsé-kun: Mori: Fantomas? Very complicated, yes, and dangerous. Sheepy: Ryuu: Is it related to the case? Arsé-kun: Mori: Yes. He is the one that framed Robert and murdered that poor woman. Sheepy: Sherlock:...Huh? Arsé-kun: Mori: We just covered this, didn't we? Sheepy: Sherlock: "Woman"??? Arsé-kun: Watson: ... Yes, Holmes, we said it at least six times. Sheepy: Sherlock:....... Sheepy: Sherlock: Then who's the dead man? Arsé-kun: Watson: A dead woman, and our client if you don't help. Sheepy: Sherlock: Mop is dying? Arsé-kun: Asougi: Not me! Sheepy: Sherlock: Ryuu? Sheepy: Ryuu: No. Sheepy: Sherlock: Eggs. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Yes. Sheepy: Sherlock: In the end, everything comes down to you. Sheepy: Sherlock: My job is to help find what you need and push you in the right direction. Arsé-kun: Asougi: And you have! Thank you, Sherlock-san! You too, Doctor! Sheepy: Sherlock: So, wait, I'm done? Sheepy: Sherlock: Are you sure you have everything you need?? Arsé-kun: Asougi: It IS our job from here on out, isn't it? Sheepy: Sherlock: If you want it to be. Sheepy: Sherlock: At this point my role is to look handsome and say cryptic things that actually make no sense. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Aw, not this again! You're going to confuse Ryuu again! Sheepy: Ryuu: "Cryptic"... "Cryptic"... *he's flipping through a small dictionary* Arsé-kun: Asougi: See?? Arsé-kun: Asougi: .. Oh! Thank you for working with us, Mr. Moriarty! Arsé-kun: Mori: .. Quite welcome. Sheepy: Sherlock: Where are we going now?? Sheepy: Ryuu: We're continuing looking into this and you, uh... Sheepy: Ryuu: Ask Watson-san. Sheepy: Sherlock: Watson, what're we doing? Arsé-kun: Watson: I want to go home and nap once I'm done being utterly impressed by today. Arsé-kun: Watson: And after I've written it all down, word for word. Sheepy: Sherlock: Why? Sheepy: Sherlock: What's there to be impressed by? Sheepy: Sherlock: I'm going to get ready for tonight when we get back. Sheepy: Sherlock: I'll need to ask Arséne to help because I'm a little limited in what I can do right now... Arsé-kun: Watson: He'll be glad to help. Sheepy: Sherlock: Yeah. Sheepy: *they go home* Arsé-kun: *they survive and get home!* Sheepy: Sherlock: Arsene! Arsé-kun: Arséne: Welcome home! Sheepy: Sherlock: Thank you! Sheepy: Sherlock: I need help. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Oh? Sheepy: Sherlock: I need to dress up as a guard. Arsé-kun: Arséne: For? Sheepy: Sherlock: To catch Fantomas tonight. Sheepy: Sherlock: I need to be a jail guard. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Say no more! I've already got an old guard uniform. It'll need a few touch ups, but.. Sheepy: Sherlock: Okay. Arsé-kun: Arséne: How did the investigation go, by the by? *he gets up from his seat, stretching and patting Pepper. hellooo friend* Sheepy: Sherlock: I ended up meeting up with Moriarty. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Eh?? Sheepy: Sherlock: I'll have to work with some of his grunts tonight. Sheepy: Sherlock: Consider it a temporary truce. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Interesting. Sheepy: Sherlock: By the way, are you aware that Sheepy paid a visit to him last night??? Arsé-kun: Arséne: He did?? I thought he was joking.. Sheepy: Sherlock: No, he spoke to Moriarty. Arsé-kun: Arséne: .... Okay. This is far easier for me to accept than other things that have lately happened. Sheepy: Sherlock: What happened with the cultist thing? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Enough Sheepy: Sherlock: ...? Sheepy: Sherlock: *Well, he's "kicked-puppy" Sherlock now. Look at what you did Arsene* Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... That wasn't an attack to you! I meant enough happened! Sheepy: Sherlock: Really? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Yes! Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh. Arsé-kun: *and so, arsene drags sherlock upstairs and explains his findings* Sheepy: Sherlock: I don't get it. Arsé-kun: Arséne: magic and crap Sheepy: Sherlock:....Oh! Sheepy: Sherlock: Okay. Sheepy: Sherlock: So he's the result of demon magic? Sheepy: Sherlock: That's unsurprising. I kind of expected that. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Not really the result.. He had already been conceived.. Sheepy: Sherlock: So then, what's there to worry about? That sort of stuff doesn't exist anyway. Sheepy: Sherlock: Whether or not his birth parents had cultist connections, he doesn't. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Nyarlathotep is our neighbor. Sheepy: Sherlock:.... Sheepy: Sherlock: Well. Arsé-kun: Arséne: We were both turned invisible! Sheepy: Sherlock: My point is, it shouldn't affect your view of him any. Arsé-kun: Arséne: It doesn't. It's the act itself that gets me. Sheepy: Sherlock: That someome would do that? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Oui. sheep: Sherlock: There are many strange people out there. sheep: Sherlock: I don't know why they'd do it, but I'm sure they thought it was necessary. sheep: Sherlock: They may have thought they were protecting him. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Inclined to doubt it, but maybe. sheep: Sherlock: What do you think then? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I don't know, and I don't really want to. sheep: Sherlock: I'm sorry, anyway. Arsé-kun: Arséne: It's fine. Anyway- *he pulls out the uniform!* Do they still look like this? sheep: Sherlock: Yes! sheep: Sherlock: Can you do other disguise things for me too? sheep: Sherlock: he'll catch on if I have the same hairstyle probably. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I absolutely can. *he sits down and pulls out a hairbrush* C'mere. sheep: Sherlock: *he comes over* Arsé-kun: *arséne pulls him down on his lap and starts doing his hair* sheep: Sherlock: Today I learned that cryptic's meaning is me. sheep: Sherlock: According to Ryuu. Arsé-kun: Arséne: You certainly are after your job is done. sheep: Sherlock: I say whatever comes to mind. Arsé-kun: Arséne: That's the only time I can think of you being like that, though. Sheepy: Sherlock: Really? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Really. Cryptic, is Tom. Sheepy: Sherlock: Tom is a little scary... Arsé-kun: Arséne: Yes, he is. Sheepy: Sherlock: I didn't appreciate him threatening you. Arsé-kun: Arséne: It was more of a warning, but he could have been nicer.. Sheepy: Sherlock: Exactly. Arsé-kun: Arséne: m-hm... *he puts a hat on Sherlock's head and adjusts it* Perfect. Sheepy: Sherlock: Do I look like a jail guard now? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Just like one! Sheepy: Sherlock: Great! Sheepy: Sherlock: Thank you! Arsé-kun: Arséne: Quite welcome! Sheepy: Sherlock: Hmm... Do I show off your work to everyone else? Sheepy: Sherlock: I want to. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh right, and... Sheepy: Sherlock: Thank you for everything you do. I feel like I don't say it enough. Life might've been impossible if you weren't here with me this entire way. So... again, thank you. Sheepy: Sherlock: I feel like I don't say this enough, either: I love you. Do I say it enough? I don't know. But I feel like I don't communicate my feelings well enough in just those three words. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Mon amour pour toi est infini~ *he pulls Sherlock down and kisses him* Sheepy: *That'd be really romantic if Sherlock understood what it meant.* Arsé-kun: *french is very romantic when it's said in a whisper. also, 'amour' was used, so it's automatically romantic* Sheepy: Sherlock: I don't know what that means, but it's probably romantic? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I assure you, it was. Sheepy: Sherlock: What did it mean? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I said that my love for you is infinite. Sheepy: Sherlock: Well, then! I love you that much! Arsé-kun: Arséne: Then I love you more! Sheepy: Sherlock: I love you more than you love me. Arsé-kun: Arséne: How is this possible?? Sheepy: Sherlock: What? Arsé-kun: Arséne: I always thought I loved YOU more! Sheepy: Sherlock: You did? Sheepy: Sherlock: Then maybe we're equal? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Maybe! Sheepy: Sherlock: That sounds better, so let's go with that. Arsé-kun: Arséne: All right, we better get going. Sheepy: Sherlock: Uhuh. Sheepy: Sherlock: Are you going to be a guard with me? Sheepy: Sherlock: I can't call for help very well if something happens. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I'm coming along, yes. Is there a plan? Sheepy: Sherlock: He's going to target Eggs so I guess we just do guard things? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Oh, just fill me in on the way there. Sheepy: Sherlock: Okay. Arsé-kun: *so they go downstairs* Sheepy: *Harley is staring at Sherlock* Arsé-kun: Arséne: ... It's Sherlock, Harley. We needed to get him all costumed up! Sheepy: Harley: Why the hairstyle? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Why not? Sheepy: Harley: It's bad. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Thank you for your opinion, Harley. Sheepy: *Harley looks a little frustrated by it* Arsé-kun: Arséne: I know it's bad- but I need to cover his face a bit. It's necessary, I promise. Sheepy: Harley: Why? Arsé-kun: Arséne: To make him harder to recognize. Sheepy: Harley: It's messy. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Mission accomplished. Sheepy: Harley: Where is he going? Sheepy: Harley: Okay. Sheepy: Harley: Have fun. Arsé-kun: Arséne: We won't. Sheepy: Harley: But you're together. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Fair point. Hold on, Sherlock. I've got to get ready myself. Sheepy: Sherlock: Okay. Sheepy: *Harley is still staring* Sheepy: Sherlock: Mycroft! Look at the disguise Arséne made! Arsé-kun: Mycroft: *he comes in to look* Oh? I don't see you. Where are you? Sheepy: Sherlock: Right here! Sheepy: Harley: Something about it seems familiar... Arsé-kun: Mycroft: Oh, I didn't realize it was you at first Arsé-kun: Arséne: [text: to Sherlock] Ready. I'll be following you from above. Sheepy: Sherlock: It's me! Okay! I'm going! Sheepy: Harley: It's so familiar.... Arsé-kun: *sherlock goes! Arséne is on the roof in his Phantom garb, and it's late enough for him to be going out this way..* Sheepy: Sherlock: Hullo! Let's go! Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he gives a thumbs up and goes on ahead* Sheepy: *they head to the jail* Arsé-kun: *Arséne stays up above, out of sight. He's watching his way* Sheepy: *Sherlock is focused on guard things* Arsé-kun: *He's being watched by another guard..* Sheepy: Sherlock: *That guard is just doing their job, right? He nods at the gjard anyway* Arsé-kun: *there's a moment of silence, then a curt nod from the other guard* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he goes back to focusing on guard things* Sheepy: Sherlock: *after a few moments, he glances over at the guard* Arsé-kun: *... They glance back at him again. Eye contact is made.* Sheepy: *Sherlock seems to be looking the guard over...* Arsé-kun: *... The other guard breaks eye contact and looks away* Sheepy: Sherlock: ...Nope, you're a real guard. Arsé-kun: Guard: ....? ... Is something happening that I should know? Sheepy: Sherlock: Keep an eye out for other guards or strange individuals. One of the people kept in the jails received a threat that might be about tonight. Sheepy: Sherlock: Cells, rather - they haven't been given a sentence yet. Arsé-kun: Guard: ... The fancy seeming one? Sheepy: Sherlock: Yes. Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he drops down in front of Sherlock, hanging upside-down from a low branch* There's some noise closer to the cells, but I'll be seen if I enter. Arsé-kun: *The guard is startled, and starts to stand up* Sheepy: Sherlock: I'll go look. That might be Fantomas. *he looks to the guard* And, don't worry about him, he's fine. Sheepy: *Sherlock rushes inside!* Arsé-kun: *it's a spar in the middle of a hallway, between three guards. two vs one. the one is winning. he's also armed* Sheepy: Sherlock: FANTOMAS FOUND! *he runs over. he's gunna punch you mr. single guard* Arsé-kun: *It's definitely him, and he's definitely punched, but not before sinking his dagger into one of the guards' faces* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he goes to kick Fantomas!* Arsé-kun: *Fantomas is kicked. Congrats. But he's still armed and now he is angry at Sherlock* Sheepy: Sherlock: *pssshhh. HE'S SHERLOCK HOLMES BAYBEEE. he's going to throw himself at Fantomas. muscle weighs a lot right? would it be painful to be bodyslammed by sherlock? is sherlock smart by throwing himself at someone with a knife? no.* Arsé-kun: *Fantomas goes to stab him, but stops. It's like a goddamn stampede coming from a different hallway. What the fuck. Whhhhhhhat the fuck* Sheepy: Sherlock: HE'S OVER HERE! Arsé-kun: *And the other guard stomps in. Now that he's standing, one thing is obvious: Hhhhhim big. He grabs Fantomas' collar and easily lifts him up. Fantomas makes this godawful noise and starts stabbing the guards' arm. They don't seem to care* Sheepy: *Sherlock goes to check on the stabbed guard* Arsé-kun: *They're alive, and rubbing their jaw. ouch* Sheepy: Sherlock: Don't worry, I'll call for help- I forgot my phone! Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he leans in and tosses it to Sherlock* Oui. Sheepy: Sherlock: Thank you! *he calls 911* Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he starts exaggerating his accent as he strolls in, all Phantom-like. because he is.* You most certainly did leave it behind. Aren't you lucky I heard yelling? Sheepy: Sherlock: He is. Sheepy: Sherlock: Hullo? This man is bleeding from his face and he needs help! Arsé-kun: Arséne: *he nods and strides right back out, before going Up and then dropping from the rafters, directly into Eggs' cell. Hello sailor hello sailor* Sheepy: *This, understandably, scares him* Arsé-kun: Arséne: Excusez-moi, désolé, vraiment désolé..! Sheepy: Eggs: *he squints* Who are you? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Unimportant~ But, if you look out, you can see that you are safe. Sheepy: Eggs: *he looks over* Is Smiley okay? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Oui. Shallow wound. Sheepy: Eggs: I'm glad it's not more serious... Arsé-kun: Arséne: Likewise. I've grown tired of coming into a building and finding the dead. What am I, the police? Sheepy: Eggs: *he seems more focused on the bleeding guard* How did you get in here? Arsé-kun: Arséne: Rafters. Sheepy: Eggs: That was clumsy of them. Arsé-kun: Arséne: Extremely. Well, stay safe, and don't do anything stupid~ *he climbs the bars to the top, and walks along the top, towards the exit* Sheepy: Eggs: I won't. Arsé-kun: *Watson eventually arrives with his cane in hand, dodging all the people that are here now to reach Sherlock* Sheepy: Sherlock: Watson! You're here! Arsé-kun: Watson: Of course I am. Catch me up. Sheepy: Sherlock: Fantomas was caught by one of the real guards. Sheepy: Sherlock: One of the fake ones was stabbed. Sheepy: Sherlock: He actually did intend to go for Eggs. Sheepy: Sherlock: I could go for eggs, too............. poached eggs................ hmmmmmm......... hot sauce...... Arsé-kun: Watson: Sherlock, it's past ten. Sheepy: Sherlock: I haven't had food yet today so I can eat whatever breakfast foods I please. It hasn't been breakfast yet! Arsé-kun: Watson: All right, fine. Sheepy: Sherlock: Uhuh! Arsé-kun: Watson: *he sighs* Lets just go home. Sheepy: Sherlock: Okay. Sheepy: *So they start to head home.* Arsé-kun: *they get moving. it starts to rain!* Sheepy: Sherlock: I didn't bring an umbrella. Sheepy: Sherlock: Here, wear this, it'll keep your head dry. Arsé-kun: Watson: Oh, thank you. Sheepy: *Sherlock passes his hat over.* Arsé-kun: *There's a shuffling noise from the dumpster. It's probably a raccoon or something* Sheepy: Sherlock: *HE WANTS TO SEE THE RACCOON* Arsé-kun: Watson: Holmes, no Sheepy: Sherlock: It's probably cute! Arsé-kun: *more shuffling, and then cardboard is put up. that'ssss not a raccoon* Sheepy: *Sherlock goes to investigate* Arsé-kun: *He's met by the same watery eyes as before.* Sheepy: Sherlock: Hullo! Arsé-kun: *He's just stared at. Seems startled* Sheepy: Sherlock: It's me! The fake guard from earlier! Sheepy: Sherlock: Why're you in the dumpster? That's no place to sleep. Arsé-kun: Guard: ..... I've got no better place to go. Sheepy: Sherlock: You don't? Sheepy: Sherlock: *he thinks for a moment* Watson! I found someone who could find my room more useful than I do. Arsé-kun: Watson: Why are you like this?! Sheepy: Sherlock: My job is to help people in need. Arsé-kun: Watson: The job description does not include "House people in your own room"! Sheepy: Sherlock: If you found the person who might've actually saved your life living in a dumpster, would you let them live there? Arsé-kun: Watson: ... Okay, fine. Sheepy: Sherlock: Because he grabbed Fantomas just as he was about to stab me. Arsé-kun: Watson: I already said fine. Sheepy: Sherlock: Okay, Mr. Guard, follow me! Arsé-kun: *they stand up. Watson takes a step back.* Sheepy: *Sherlock gives them distance so they can get out* Arsé-kun: *he gets out, and he's still the goddamn tall.* Sheepy: *Sherlock starts to head in the direction of home* Arsé-kun: *the guard follows him and Watson without complaint, still using the cardboard as an umbrella* Sheepy: *eventually they get home.* Sheepy: Sherlock: Hullo! We're home! Arsé-kun: Delly: Welcome back, you h-he hell is that, some sort of giant robot?? sheep: Sherlock: No, it's the guard who helped me earlier. He was living in a dumpster so I brought him here. sheep: Nyar: *he floats over* Woah. Arsé-kun: Germain: Walk when we have company. sheep: Nyar: But... it's so much work. sheep: Nyar: *he lies down on the ground* Arsé-kun: *Delly sits down on him. new seat!* sheep: Nyar: Ohhh, nooooo, you've killed me. sheep: Nyar: I'm dead. sheep: Cardia: Fran, look, look! sheep: Cardia: He's tall! He looks strong! I want to fight him! Arsé-kun: Finis: You don't just tell people to look at others because they may seem unusual. Or, so I hear. sheep: Fran: ...? sheep: Cardia: We're probably weirder than him... Arsé-kun: Finis: A fair counterpoint. sheep: Fran: Have I seen you before...? Arsé-kun: Guard: *they see Fran and just kind of. stop. completely* sheep: Fran: ... sheep: Fran: Something tells me I have, but... sheep: Fran: I don't remember... Arsé-kun: Guard: ........ That is.. a shame. sheep: Fran: ...No, I've definitely seen you before, but... I can't remember where! sheep: Sheepy: He's your long lost brother. sheep: Sheepy: Separated at birth, you and he have just met for real for the first time. Arsé-kun: Guard: ..... No. sheep: Sheepy: Heck, I don't know, he's the monster to your Frankenstein, whatever that means. They used it in one of the bad movies I watched last night. sheep: Fran: ....... sheep: Fran: ................. sheep: Fran: Monster...? Arsé-kun: *the guard is silent and stonefaced, but his eyebrows are raised at that last bit* sheep: Nyar: *he is watching curiously* sheep: Fran: He's no monster. Arsé-kun: Guard: *he makes this. rumbling noise* Then what am I, Frankenstein? sheep: Fran: I... guess? sheep: Fran: Monster fits me well... Arsé-kun: Guard: No, no, Frankenstein. sheep: Fran: That is my last name. Arsé-kun: Guard: Yes. I know. sheep: Fran: So I've met you before... Arsé-kun: Guard: Yes. sheep: Fran: Where? Arsé-kun: Guard: Your lab, of course. sheep: Fran: My... lab... sheep: Fran: My head hurts... Arsé-kun: Guard: .... We can continue our discussion at a later time. sheep: Fran: N-no... it's fine. sheep: Cardia: Hmmmm... Arsé-kun: Finis: Are you thinking what I am hypothesizing? sheep: Cardia: I've got it! Fran made you like he made us! How's that for detective work?! sheep: Cardia: Finis, stop using big words to sound smart! Arsé-kun: Finis: I was using it correctly.. sheep: Fran: I... sheep: Cardia: It sounds clunky! Arsé-kun: Guard: .... *he looks Cardia and Finis over* .... You both, too? sheep: Cardia: Yeah, he made us. sheep: Cardia: I'm a... watchamacallit! Finis, you know the word. Arsé-kun: Finis: Homunculus. sheep: Cardia: That thing! Yeah! sheep: Cardia: Here, here, watch this! Finis, do you have anything you don't mind losing? Arsé-kun: Finis: Not on me. Sheepy: Cardia: Hmmm... Okay, fine, then, how about this? Sheepy: *Cardia strolls over and picks the guard up. Powerful.* Arsé-kun: Guard: Quite impressive! Sheepy: *Cardia puts the guard down* Sheepy: Cardia: Sheepy! Do you have anything you don't mind losing? Sheepy: Sheepy: My life. Arsé-kun: Finis: Me first. Sheepy: Cardia: Neither of you first! Arsé-kun: Impey: *he quietly joined Fran and has his head on Fran's shoulder* ... Still nothing? sheep: Fran: Why...? It's so familiar! According to them, I made him, right? So why don't I remember?? Arsé-kun: Impey: Someone probably did somethin' to ya! Arsé-kun: Impey: C'mon, Fran, we got this. sheep: Fran: Probably Twilight... Arsé-kun: Impey: Probably! sheep: Fran: My head hurts just thinking about it... sheep: Nyar: Wow. Arsé-kun: Impey: You wanna help for once?? sheep: Nyar: Twilight did it. sheep: Nyar: I mean, I did it, but I was a part of Twilight, meaning that Twilight did it. sheep: Nyar: You see? It's easy to disconnect yourself from matters. Arsé-kun: Impey: Fix it! sheep: Nyar: Mmmmm... Should I... sheep: Nyar: .......... Arsé-kun: Impey: Yes! sheep: Nyar: I was told not to be weird in front of guests. Arsé-kun: Germain: Then do it in another room! sheep: Nyar: Go, go, shoo, into the other room. sheep: Fran: *he gets up and goes into another room. Nyar follows* Arsé-kun: *Impey also follows!* sheep: Nyar: Okay. Sit down. sheep: Nyar: There's usually a fifty page contract that goes with this. sheep: Nyar: but let's skip all that. sheep: Fran: *he hesitantly sits down* sheep: Nyar: Okay, Impey, you ready to witness the power of the Crawling Chaos? Arsé-kun: Impey: Nope! Go for it. sheep: Nyar: *he takes off Fran's glasses and puts his hands over Fran's eyes.* Arsé-kun: *Impey decides to put fran's glasses on. now he can't see shit!* sheep: *Fran is silent for a moment before he starts whimpering. And now he sounds like he's in a lot of pain* sheep: Nyar: Don't try to remove my hands, idiot. sheep: Nyar: You asked for me to return them so I am. Arsé-kun: Impey: !! *he takes the glasses back off and growls. not AT nyar. just an automatic reaction* sheep: *Nyar's comment was directed to Fran having grabbed Nyar's wrists* sheep: Nyar: If you attack me while I'm doing this I swear I'm not just going to laugh it off. Arsé-kun: Impey: *he's frowning. he goes and takes Fran's hands into his own* Of course not. I'm not stupid, idiot. sheep: *This goes on for a moment longer before Nyar finally removes his hands* sheep: *Fran is trembling some. he's not a happy camper* Arsé-kun: Impey: Are you okay, Vic? sheep: Nyar: *he lies down on the ground* sheep: Fran: Th-the pain is going away slowly... sheep: Nyar: *where did he go? there's a puddle where he was...* Arsé-kun: *he's dead. we're saved.* Arsé-kun: Impey: *he returns Fran's glasses!* sheep: Fran: Thank you... sheep: Fran: I can't believe I forgot about Adam... ... oh no... Arsé-kun: Impey: That's his name? He's still here... It's only been a few minutes! sheep: Fran: *he stumbles to his feet and goes into the other room* Arsé-kun: *The guard--- Adam's got two kids in his lap, and a third on his shoulder. Delly likes his new perch, and he's not moving.* sheep: Fran: *he comes over wordlessly and just hugs him. he has joined the party* Arsé-kun: Adam: ....? sheep: Fran: I'm sorry...! I didn't mean to abandon you... I was grabbed by Twilight when I went out that day... *is he crying? oh.* I'm sorry... Arsé-kun: Adam: ... That's what matters. You didn't mean to. sheep: Fran: I can't believe I forgot about you...I'm so sorry... I... sheep: Nyar: I'm mad skilled. Arsé-kun: Adam: ..... At getting others mad, or do you mean something else? sheep: Nyar: I made him forget about you 'cause I was told to get rid of any memories that would make him seriously want to rebel and if he remembered how he made you, he could make another for Twilight. sheep: Nyar: I'm skilled. Arsé-kun: Adam: Perhaps. *nyar is not worth his attention. fran is worth his attention* sheep: Fran: Please tell me you've been okay... sheep: Fran: Everyone has been treating you right, right? You've been happy, right? sheep: Fran: I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you... Arsé-kun: Adam: I've been surviving. I have money, I had somewhere to stay... Kind of? Sheepy: Fran: Good, good... Sheepy: Fran: "Had"...? Where are you staying now? Arsé-kun: Adam: Right here, on the floor, forever. Sheepy: Fran:...You're staying here?! *Fran sounds overjoyed!* Arsé-kun: Adam: If it's permissible. Sheepy: Sherlock: I don't see why not. Sheepy: Sherlock: Use my room if you want. If I really need to I'll pay for extra space. Sheepy: Fran: Or you can stay with Impey and me! We live upstairs! Umm... the bed might be too small though... Sheepy: Fran: It's a bunk bed but it might be too short. Arsé-kun: Adam: It is. Sheepy: Fran: Still...! We'll figure something out! Sheepy: Fran: I know! We can buy you something to sleep on tomorrow! Arsé-kun: *arsene, meanwhile, wonders when his life turned into a scifi original series* Sheepy: Sheepy: Your life was destined to be strange the moment you adopted me, the cultist child. Arsé-kun: Arséne: with the ghost. Sheepy: Sheepy: Uhuh. Sheepy: Sheepy: The ghost who can predict the future. Arsé-kun: Arséne: I'd better get used to this and quick, huh? Sheepy: Sheepy: Uhuh. Sheepy: *The Dogson bot flies by at a relaxed pace. it stops near Adam and just hovers* Arsé-kun: Adam: *is this a pigeon* Sheepy: *The Dogson bot doesn't respond. instead it just stares.* Sheepy: Sheepy: She could've just come down herself... Arsé-kun: Adam: .... Is this a dog? Sheepy: Sheepy: It's a robot. Arsé-kun: Adam: Ah. Sheepy: Sheepy: My little sister can listen to and watch everything that's going on by using it. Sheepy: Sheepy: She's upstairs. Sheepy: Sheepy: She doesn't like large crowds so she's watching you using that. Sheepy: *the dogson bot is lands on a nearby table. the sound of hurried footsteps is heard upstairs! ... Iris comes downstairs and rushes Sheepy! She is extremely excited and hugging him way too tightly. her speech is incomprehensible. iris chill* Arsé-kun: Watson: The keywords seemed to be "My little sister". Sheepy: Sheepy: Ow, ow, ow. *he returns the hug* It's simpler explaining things that way. Sheepy: Iris: DADDYHECALLEDMEHISSISTER Arsé-kun: Watson: So I heard. Sheepy: Iris: HESNOTDEPRESSEDANYMORE Arsé-kun: Watson: Well, I don't know about that.. Sheepy: Iris: He's not being distant anymore!! Arsé-kun: Watson: *he just gives sheepy this pitiful look* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he seems to have noticed it but he doesn't comment* Sheepy: Sheepy: Uh... I'm trying I guess. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he looks over at Saint-Germain. Is he doing it right?* Sheepy: Cardia: So did Fran make you alone? Sheepy: Cardia: He helped our dad make us, but seeing as Fran might've made you alone, it's making me think that he did most of the work Sheepy: Cardia: Hmmm... Sheepy: *somewhere during all this Nyar has turned back into a puddle. he is tired. let him rest.* Arsé-kun: Adam: He was alone, yes. Sheepy: Cardia: Here, here! Let me show you something cool! Fran, give me your pen! You don't care much about it, right? Sheepy: Fran: *he passes over his pen. he mourns its loss.* Sheepy: *Cardia takes off her glove and touches it. The strong smell of something burning suddenly enters the air. The pen is melting!* Arsé-kun: Adam: *he seems interested. his eyes are watering more, but he'll be fine* Sheepy: Cardia: Isaac told Fran to make this weird gem-thing and use it as a heart for me instead of a real one. Sheepy: Cardia: So now my blood is poison. Arsé-kun: Adam: *is this the appropriate time for Pity? it seems like it!!* Sheepy: Cardia: I can melt through anything! Sheepy: Cardia: Except stuff that has this chemical Fran made on it. Arsé-kun: Finis: Not Anything- Yes, that. Sheepy: Cardia: I don't need food to live because of the Horologium. Arsé-kun: Finis: Not entirely sure how that works still. Sheepy: Cardia: 'Cause it gives me the energy I need. Arsé-kun: Finis: But from where? Sheepy: Fran: Even a little piece of it could power an entire factory. Arsé-kun: Finis: Yes, but how? Sheepy: Fran: Um... science. Arsé-kun: Finis: .... This is opening a can of worms much like discussing electromagnetic fields, isn't it? Sheepy: Fran: I helped make it and I don't really know... Sheepy: Fran: I guess. Arsé-kun: Finis: Well, if I may- My guess is that it converts matter in her to energy- While this is good and fine, the waste product is her toxins. I don't know if this is correct, but it is my hypothesis. Sheepy: Fran: Umm... Sheepy: Fran: Maybe? Sheepy: Fran: It's an unawakened form of the Philosopher's stone. Arsé-kun: Finis: She doesn't sweat, she doesn't have many hormones a normal human does, etc. Hm... Maybe it uses these processes for itself? ... I'm not sure. Sheepy: Fran: I guess. Sheepy: *Tom gazes.* Sheepy: *He watches.* Sheepy: *He's on Adam's head. When did he get there?* Sheepy: *He can see A L L* Arsé-kun: Adam: ?? *he carefully takes Tom off to see what he is* Sheepy: Tom: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Sheepy: Tom: i see all Arsé-kun: Adam: That would be quite a lot, wouldn't it..? Sheepy: Tom: bet on the fifth horse Sheepy: Tom: woah Arsé-kun: *ok lets just. skip to the next morning, because sherlock's gotta get up* Arsé-kun: Delly: -- And I don't know who dated it up, because this shit? *he holds the Dracula book up* This happened waaay over a hundred years ago! Two hundred! Longer than that! Sheepy: Sherlock: Good morning. *he sounds exhausted* Arsé-kun: Delly: Oh, you're alive! Sheepy: Sherlock: Unfortunately. Arsé-kun: Delly: I could fix that! Sheepy: Sherlock: Thank goodness. Arsé-kun: Impey: No, no! Don't you got somethin' to do, Sherlock? Sheepy: Sheepy: I could hear you pacing back and forth all night while talking to yourself. Arsé-kun: Delly: Yeah, me too! Sheepy: Sherlock: I have to sit through the trial, yeah. Sheepy: Sherlock: Make sure everything goes as it should. Arsé-kun: Delly: Darn. I'll kick your ass after! Sheepy: Sherlock: Is Watson up yet? Arsé-kun: Impey: Nope. Do you need him up? Sheepy: Sherlock: If he wants all of the details of the case, he should come. Sheepy: Sherlock: I'm not going to retain them, nor am I going to have the energy to relate to him everything that happened. Arsé-kun: Delly: I got it! *he gets off Van and runs upstairs. van is free from the lap vampire.* Sheepy: Sherlock: Okay. Arsé-kun: *Delly returns about ten minutes later, dragging Watson along behind him. Watson does not look happy* Sheepy: Sherlock: Watson, it's time to go soon. Arsé-kun: Watson: ... ah, right. Sheepy: Sherlock: I didn't sleep last night. Arsé-kun: Watson: ... Again? sheep: Sherlock: Uhuh. Arsé-kun: Watson: Why? sheep: Sherlock: I was thinking about Fantomas. Arsé-kun: Watson: Have you thought of anything new? sheep: Sherlock: Yesterday was jarring... Arsé-kun: Watson: That's quite fair. Sheepy: Sherlock: He really has changed. Arsé-kun: Watson: Moriarty, as well. Sheepy: Sherlock: What's with him? He's not at all like he used to be. Sheepy: Sherlock: Both of them have changed. Sheepy: Sherlock: Moriarty for the better, but..... Sheepy: Sheepy: Their minds were swapped! Sheepy: Sherlock: No. Arsé-kun: Delly: That takes a lot of black magic! Sheepy: Sheepy: Nyarlathotep exists. There's probably someone out there capable of mindswapping people! Arsé-kun: Delly: ... I guess! Sheepy: Sheepy: All of you are lacking an imagination anyway. Sheepy: Sheepy: Every time I say something it's shot down and then it turns out being right. Arsé-kun: Delly: Not always! Sheepy: Sheepy: Most of the time it is! Arsé-kun: Delly: Is not! Sheepy: Sheepy: A lot of the time. Sheepy: Sheepy: Who figured out that Nyar wasn't human before anyone else? Me. Who's been claiming that Tom talks for years now only to hear from those around me that it's just a "phase I'll grow out of"? Me. Arsé-kun: Delly: All right, Mr. Right, if you know everything, is Helsing actually related to THE Helsing? *he picks the book back up* Sheepy: Sheepy: Considering that Fran's related to "The" Frankenstein? Yeah, probably. Arsé-kun: Delly: Lets find out! Sheepy: Sheepy: How? Arsé-kun: Delly: *he looks to Van* ARE you related?? Arsé-kun: Van: *he glances at Delly, then plants his face into a pillow with a grunt. tired* Sheepy: Sheepy: If we ask Iris to ask him we'll probably get an answer. Sheepy: Sheepy: But she isn't going to be up for a while probably. Arsé-kun: Delly: Well, from what I've been told, Helsing blood is supposedly really sweet for some reason. ... *he seems to be thinking* Sheepy: Sheepy: Delly, no. He'll kill you. Arsé-kun: Delly: Nyar should have too, but he didn't! Sheepy: Sheepy: Maybe his blood is like Cardia's. Sheepy: Sheepy: Maybe he's a clone of the real Helsing. Arsé-kun: Delly: That's ridiculous. sheep: Sheepy: Okay. Then bite him. sheep: Sheepy: Actually, I wonder if my blood is weird. sheep: Sheepy: Wasn't Randy turned into a lovecraft or something???? Arsé-kun: Delly: Probably! Arsé-kun: *impey, meanwhile, pisses off to help sherlock and watson get ready. let them eat this time* Arsé-kun: Delly: No idea! One at a time, though! sheep: Sheepy: Okay. Arsé-kun: Delly: *he grabs Van's arm and looks to him for a reaction. Nothing, because he dozed back off.* Beats having to ask! sheep: Sheepy: Did Van not sleep last night? Arsé-kun: Delly: Probably not. sheep: Sheepy: Oh well. sheep: Fran: *he's come downstairs. he looks tired.* Arsé-kun: *Delly glances up at him. bit too busy to say anything* sheep: Fran: *he doesn't comment on Delly* sheep: Sherlock: What time do we have to leave by? Arsé-kun: Watson: Ten? sheep: Sherlock: What time is it now? Arsé-kun: Watson: Seven. sheep: Sherlock: ........ Arsé-kun: Watson: ...... sheep: Sherlock: *he lies down on the floor* Arsé-kun: Watson: You're going to trip someone in here. sheep: Sherlock: *instead of moving he just makes pained noises* Arsé-kun: Impey: I kinda wanna get traffic cones for situations like this! Arsé-kun: Impey: I bet I could find some... Sheepy: Sherlock: *he's dying* Arsé-kun: *Impey runs off. Impey returns with no traffic cones, but a Wagahai. Sherlock receives the purr machine* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he pets Wag* Arsé-kun: *Wag purrs and starts kneading Sherlock's shirt* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he is happy. wag is here.* Arsé-kun: *Wag curls up on Sherlock's chest and goes to sleep* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he continues to pet Wag* Arsé-kun: *Impey comes back a second time. He actually found traffic cones among Arséne's semi-useless stuff.* Sheepy: Sherlock: Il'l just lie here until 9:30. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he sits down in a seat like a normal person* I suppose we DO have time to spare.. Sheepy: Sherlock: We do. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he puts his head down on the table* Sheepy: Sherlock: I want to sleep but I can't. Arsé-kun: Delly: *from the other room* I could help with that! Sheepy: Sherlock: No. Arsé-kun: Delly: *he pops his head in* I wasn't gonna do THAT! I doubt you'd want toothpaste in your blood, anyway! *and he heads upstairs* Sheepy: Sherlock: Bye. Sheepy: Sherlock: We're here, Asougi, Ryuu. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Good morning, Sherlock-san, Watson-san! Sheepy: Ryuu: Good morning. Arsé-kun: Watson: Good morning. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Are you guys ready for the trial? Sheepy: Sherlock: yeah. Arsé-kun: Asougi: All I've eaten today was a popsicle and some bread, lets do this Sheepy: Ryuu: You should've eaten a balanced breakfast...! Arsé-kun: Asougi: I still probably ate better than Sherlock-san! Sheepy: Sherlock: I don't remember what I ate for breakfast. Arsé-kun: Watson: I can confirm he ate better than that, though. Sheepy: Sherlock: Whether I ate well or not, you are the star of the show here. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Me?! Sheepy: Sherlock: The defense desk is your stage. The only person there to help you will be Ryuu. If you rely too much on him, he'll be the defense attorney instead of you. Arsé-kun: Asougi: I wouldn't mind that! *he laughs* Sheepy: Sherlock: Not even your own client can be relied upon. A person's memory is a strange thing, and he's already being suspected. Sheepy: Ryuu: I would... Arsé-kun: Asougi: Huh, you're being surprisingly non-cryptic this morning! It's kind of nice! Sheepy: Sherlock: Yes. Arsé-kun: Asougi: That'll help a bunch! Sheepy: Sherlock: Um. Sheepy: Sherlock: I won't be at the desk with you, will I? Sheepy: Sherlock: I'm not at the desk with him, right, Watson? Arsé-kun: Watson: Not if you don't want to be. Sheepy: Sherlock: Okay, what do you want, Asougi? I don't care either way. Arsé-kun: Asougi: To know if you've figured anything out! Sheepy: Sherlock: Okay. I'll go with you then. Arsé-kun: Asougi: What, you can't tell us now? Sheepy: Sherlock: I don't have all of the facts of the case yet. Sheepy: Sherlock: There's still some missing links. Arsé-kun: Asougi: What?! Sherlock, the trials in twenty minutes! Sheepy: Sherlock: I haven't figured everything out is what I said. Sheepy: Sherlock: I was up all night trying to figure it out. Sheepy: Sherlock: I concluded that I don't have everything I needed. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he decided to tell Asougi and Ryuu about the events of the night before, after they'd split up* Sheepy: Ryuu: So Fantomas has been caught? Arsé-kun: Watson: Yes. I'll make calls during the trial, though, so I can update you during the break. What I can assure is that the autopsy report won't change. Sheepy: Ryuu: But... are phones allowed? Arsé-kun: Watson: Not in the courtroom, of course! I doubt I'll be needed, though. Sheepy: Sherlock: I need you. Arsé-kun: Watson: ... All right, fine. I'll make the calls during the recess, then. Sheepy: Sherlock: Okay. Arsé-kun: Asougi: All right, lets get going! Sheepy: *So they go in.* Arsé-kun: Asougi: ... Yeah, we're early. *he sits down on the bench. not behind it* We've got some time. Sheepy: Ryuu: That gives us time to think! Arsé-kun: Asougi: All right! So! We found links from one case to another, we found weapons, we've got a name! Sheepy: Sherlock: Fantomas isn't his real name. Arsé-kun: Asougi: We have a name for a face. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he puts his case on the table* Here. I have everything from the Fantomas cases. Sheepy: *Sherlock clumsily opens it with his left hand and- a cat jumps out!* Arsé-kun: Asougi: Wagahai! Sheepy: Ryuu: Asougi! You're allergic to him! Arsé-kun: Asougi: oops. Sheepy: Ryuu: Asougi... you need to stay focused on the case! Don't pet him! Sheepy: Ryuu: I-I'm not a defense attorney! Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he;s already picked up Wag* I AM focusing! *he grabs the top paper to look over* Sheepy: Ryuu: You're allergic to cats! Arsé-kun: Asougi: I was doomed the moment he popped up! May as well do what I can! Sheepy: Ryuu: Where's Watson-san... Arsé-kun: Watson: Right here, knowing how this is going to end. Sheepy: Ryuu: Can you do anything for him? Sheepy: Sherlock: Have fun being a defense attorney, Ryuu. Sheepy: Sherlock: Don't worry. I'll be right here with you the entire time. Sheepy: Ryuu: That doesn't give me confidence, Holmes-san... Arsé-kun: Watson: The most I can do is let Asougi have an allergy tablet- Which I brought, because he tends to need it somehow. *he gets one out and hands it to Asougi. asougi takes it and pets wag. thats not now they work..* Sheepy: Sherlock: You know, I feel like you've actually taken the job of an attorney more than he has. Sheepy: Ryuu: No, I'm not getting my own badge. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Why not?? You got a higher score than I did! Sheepy: Ryuu: I know... Arsé-kun: Asougi: I know you like that plastic badge, partner, but c'mon! Sheepy: Ryuu: I guess I should... Arsé-kun: Asougi: You've learned so much english here in the court, too, so..! Sheepy: Ryuu: *he seems to be considering this* Sheepy: Ryuu: Well, you're right... Arsé-kun: Asougi: Great! Sheepy: Ryuu: E-either way, if you aren't feeling well, I'll take over. Arsé-kun: Asougi: All right. Sheepy: Ryuu: When is it going to start? Arsé-kun: Watson: In about two minutes. Arsé-kun: *Asougi gets off the bench* Sheepy: Ryuu: Okay. Arsé-kun: *All right, it is trial time! Here comes the prosecutor, and he looks sufficiently edgy* Sheepy: Sherlock: It's Van Zieks! Hullo! Arsé-kun: Asougi: O-oh, hi, Barok-san, sir! Sheepy: Sherlock: You don't visit us much. Arsé-kun: Barok: I have a job to do- Why would I waste time being so petty? Sheepy: Sherlock: Because if you focus completely on your job, you'll end up like my brother. Arsé-kun: Barok: Irrelevant. Sheepy: Sherlock: It's not irrelevant. Arsé-kun: Barok: Irrelevant to the case. Sheepy: Sherlock: I guess. Sheepy: Sherlock: I'll talk to you about it after the case. Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he's holding Wag closely, and he's speaking quietly* I didn't think the death god was going to be here... Sheepy: Ryuu: Maybe he appeared because you're ignoring your cat allergies. Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he stifles a sneeze* I'm already doomed. Sheepy: Ryuu: That's why the death god is here. Sheepy: Sherlock: So, Mr. Reaper! It seems like Ryuu and I are your opponents today!...The mop too, I guess. Arsé-kun: Barok: ... I see. Let us begin. Sheepy: Sherlock: The prosecutor always starts off with am opening statement, right? Sheepy: Sherlock: I'm clueless as to how this works. Sheepy: Ryuu: Holmes-san, you've done this a thousand times...! Arsé-kun: Barok: You're learning. *ahem* As far as I am aware, our defendant for today is, as usual, guilty. Try as you might to claim otherwise. Sheepy: Sherlock: You're determined. Arsé-kun: Asougi: We will try! Ryuu, show'em what we've got! Sheepy: Sherlock: Can he do that? Can he just claim that Eggs is guilty? Arsé-kun: Wag: *meoooow!* Sheepy: Ryuu: That's why he's the prosecutor, Holmes-san. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he leans forward* He always does. Get on with it. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he seems to be contemplating this* Oh, yeah, you're right... Sheepy: Ryuu: *...his eyes are darting around the room.* Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he notices* .. Our evidence is definitely better than whatever you've brought! Sheepy: Ryuu: I'd like to bring in the defendant to testify about the events of last night! Arsé-kun: Barok: Permitted. Sheepy: *one lf the baliffs leads Robert aka Eggs over to the witness desk. The man, the legend, is here.* Sheepy: Robert: *he looks wiped. he's clutching his shoulder.* Sheepy: Ryuu: Defendant! Please relate the incidents of two nights ago! Sheepy: Robert:...I was walking home from Sherlock Holmes's office when I heard the sound of glass crashing. I went to investigate and found a young woman who had been stabbed through all four of her limbs. I attempted to help her and just as I removed one of the knives, I was hit over the head. Arsé-kun: Barok: Explain to me, defense, how you are sure he is not lying. Sheepy: Ryuu: Evidence. Arsé-kun: Barok: Then present it to me! Sheepy: Ryuu: Two sets of footpints were found. Sheepy: Ryuu: Specifically right in front of a broken window... Sheepy: Ryuu: *he presents a picture of it* Sheepy: Ryuu: Our clients only approach while a mysterious third party approaches and leaves. Arsé-kun: Asougi: ... Almost like they intended to leave him there! Sheepy: Ryuu: Exactly. Sheepy: Ryuu: And! Our client had been shot in his dominant shoulder previous to the event. As we can see here, the knife marks are rather clean. However! If one had used their non-dominant hand, we wouldn't see this! Arsé-kun: Barok: ... There is no proof that he is not ambidextrous, but I will consider your claims. Sheepy: Ryuu: Ambidextrous... ambidextrous... *he's flipping through his dictionary* Sheepy: Ryuu:...Oh! Sheepy: Sherlock: On a related note, our client has been receiving threats from an individual who goes by Fantomas for quite some time. Sheepy: Sherlock: As he mentioned, he did speak with me. He met me outside and we both walked to my home. I felt as though we were being followed. Arsé-kun: Barok: *he looks to Eggs. the man the myth* Sheepy: Robert: It's been going on for weeks now. He shot me three nights ago and attempted my life once again last night. Arsé-kun: Barok: Last night... Did something occur that I must know about? Sheepy: Robert: My father received a threat from him pointing towards my wellbeing. Sheepy: Robert: That is what my two friends told me. They stood in as guards. Sheepy: Robert: Fantomas, disguised as a third guard, attacked the two. Sheepy: Robert: They defended me from him but one was stabbed in the process. Sheepy: Robert: Mr. Holmes ran in and fought with him before a real guard grabbed him. Arsé-kun: Barok: Do we have any of them as witnesses? Sheepy: Ryuu: I believe they're here.... Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he sneezes* Sorry, yes, they are! I'd like to call them out. Sheepy: *Todd and Smiley come in!* Arsé-kun: *And Smiley is sporting a large bandage on his face!* Sheepy: *Robert is upset by this but doesn't comment. His face says it all.* Arsé-kun: Smiley: Hello, hello, hello! Sheepy: Todd: Hey. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Can you two *sniff* testify, please? Sheepy: Todd: Last night we disguised ourselves as guards 'cause the Prof told us that Robert here was in danger. We weren't aware that including us and Holmes over there, there were four guards total. A fifth appeared and seemed way too interested in getting to Robert, and... Arsé-kun: Smiley: Well, we definitely got the point! Sheepy: Todd: You did, anyway, to your face! Arsé-kun: Smiley: Yep, yep! Sherlock got him off of me. Sheepy: Todd: Holmes ran in screaming some sort of war cry and started attacking the man. Sheepy: Todd: The real guard eventually grabbed the attacker. Arsé-kun: Smiley: What a guy! Sheepy: Todd: He was so big. Arsé-kun: Barok: ... What of the guard? He was not brought for a testimony? Sheepy: Sherlock: ...Uh, was he? Arsé-kun: Asougi: Uh.... N-no? Sheepy: Sherlock: No, he wasn't. Arsé-kun: Barok: A shame. Do we have physical evidence..? Photographs, security video.. Sheepy: *Sherlock brings up the security footage.* Arsé-kun: *It's... exactly as described, excluding the person that enters at the end in the shadows. Adam doesn't look as massive on this angle.* Sheepy: Sherlock: The attacker was Fantomas. Arsé-kun: Barok: Hold it. Who was that at the end? Sheepy: Sherlock: Who? ...Oh, Phantom? Arsé-kun: Barok: ... You say that with an air of nonchalance that I firmly dislike. The Phantom personally appeared and it was not made note of? Sheepy: Sherlock: I broke my hand recently and he owed me a favor. Arsé-kun: Barok: .... *he narrows his eyes, but does not comment* Sheepy: Sherlock: He was guarding the roof in case Fantomas made his appearance there. Arsé-kun: Barok: .... *he leans back without comment* Arsé-kun: Asougi: It's coming..! Sheepy: Sherlock: What is? Arsé-kun: Barok: *and hE LEGSLAMS THE BENCH. THAT IS COMPLETELY UNCALLED FOR, BAROK. USE YOUR HANDS* We've gone off topic! It is claimed Fantomas had attacked days prior! Explain! Sheepy: Sherlock: Okay. Sheepy: Ryuu: *he is hiding behind Asougi* Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he looks horrified. leg too stronk* Sheepy: Sherlock: Fantomas broke into his home and stole something of value. Robert walked downstairs and found him. Fantomas shot him in the shoulder and fled, emptying the gun of its remaining bullets and leaving a note inside. He dumped the gun in the front lawn Arsé-kun: Asougi: Which we *sneeze* Have! *he withdraws the gun in the bag and displays it* Arsé-kun: *Wag paws at it. How can you argue with this cat?* Sheepy: Sherlock: The note's contents stated that he was going to damage Robert in some way, and that it would be that night. Sheepy: Sherlock: That could refer to last night or the night of the murder. Sheepy: Sherlock: Fantomas, of course, specializes in not only disguising himself but framing others for his crimes Sheepy: Sherlock: I think it'd be safe to say that Fantomas was that second pair of footsteps. Sheepy: Ryuu: *he still seems a little intimidated* Sheepy: Sherlock: Unless you have proof that it wasn't Fantomas, Mr. Reaper? Arsé-kun: Barok: *he checks his paperwork again* I've got no arguments. Sheepy: Sherlock: ..Really? Arsé-kun: Barok: For once, you've brought a solid defense. I didn't know you were capable of it. Sheepy: Sherlock: Wow. Sheepy: Sherlock: ...Really? So you aren't going to deny it or anything? Arsé-kun: Barok: I could, but who else could I claim did it? Sheepy: Sherlock: ...Good point. Arsé-kun: *OKAY, IT'S TIME FOR RECESS* Sheepy: Sherlock: Barok doesn't seem to be trying at all... Arsé-kun: Watson: Something isn't right. Sheepy: Sherlock: Uhuh. Sheepy: Sherlock: Usually Barok doesn't like being called a death god or anything like that. Arsé-kun: Watson: The lack of argument, too. Arsé-kun: Watson: He's too.... Passive. Sheepy: Sherlock: Yeah... Arsé-kun: Watson: While I don't mind an easy trial, either something is bothering him, or something is wrong. Sheepy: Sherlock: Yeah. Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he's finally put Wagahai down, and he's decided to lie on the floor. He's still sneezing* Sheepy: Ryuu: Are you okay? Arsé-kun: Asougi: I'm *sneeze* fine! Sheepy: Ryuu: Are you sure? Arsé-kun: Asougi: Yeah Arsé-kun: Wag: *the tail is in the air. the nose is also in the air. wag smells a smell* Sheepy: Sherlock: What do you smell, Wag? Arsé-kun: Wag: Meoooooow! Sheepy: Sherlock: Meow! Arsé-kun: Wag: Meow meow! *wag takes off! Wag is now a dog.* Sheepy: *Sherlock follows* Arsé-kun: *Wag makes his way to a janitor's closet. Wag. You can't drink bleach.* Sheepy: Sherlock: What's in here, buddy? Sheepy: Sherlock: What did you find?? Arsé-kun: Wag: Meoooooooooww! Sheepy: *Sherlock opens it!* Arsé-kun: *And he finds, among the janitor stuff... Barok, tied up and lying on the floor? But you just saw him, didn't you, Sherlock?* Sheepy: Sherlock: Barok! Sheepy: Sherlock: *he unties Barok* Arsé-kun: Barok: .... *he sits up and frowns* .... That trial had better not be over. Sheepy: Sherlock: Are you okay?! Arsé-kun: Barok: I'm fine, if not sore. Sheepy: Sherlock: Here, let me help you up. Arsé-kun: Barok: ...... Thank you. Sheepy: Sherlock: No problem. When did you get here? You were at the prosecutor's desk.. Sheepy: Sherlock:...Unless... Sheepy: Sherlock:...No wonder you were throwing the case... that was Fantomas! It had to be! Arsé-kun: Barok: That son of a...! How much of the trial was thrown?! Sheepy: Sherlock: At this rate our client will be let off. Sheepy: Sherlock: He seemer much more interested in digging into information about himself and my allies than the case. Arsé-kun: Barok: But is it over?? Sheepy: Sherlock: No. Sheepy: Sherlock: It's recess right now. Arsé-kun: Barok: When will it resume? Sheepy: Sherlock: Soon. Why? Arsé-kun: Barok: I have a plan, that is why. Sheepy: Sherlock: Do you? Arsé-kun: Barok: Yes. Sheepy: Sherlock: I'll make sure he can't leave. Arsé-kun: Barok: Excellent. Resume court as normal. Sheepy: Sherlock: Should I point out that he's a fake? Arsé-kun: Barok: Tell the defense, but no one else. Do not act on it. Sheepy: Sherlock: Right. Arsé-kun: Barok: Excellent. I will make my own appearance accordingly. Sheepy: Sherlock: Should I act surprised when you appear? Arsé-kun: Barok: That's up to you. Sheepy: Sherlock: Then I won't. Arsé-kun: Barok: Get going, before someone notices. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he nods, picks up Wag, and heads back* Arsé-kun: Wag: meow! Sheepy: Sherlock: Good kitty. Arsé-kun: Wag: Meowww~ Sheepy: Sherlock: Just spoke with Barok. Arsé-kun: Watson: Oh? Sheepy: Sherlock: The one at the prosecutor desk is a fake. Sheepy: Sherlock: He was locked in the janitor closet. Sheepy: Sherlock: Do not bring this up. Barok will deal with it. Arsé-kun: Asougi: He what?! Sheepy: Sherlock: Lower your voice. Sheepy: Sherlock: We'll deal with this. Don't worry. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Well, okay.. Sheepy: Sherlock: Anyway, get ready, and remember, don't comment on it. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Right! Sheepy: Ryuu: This explains... a lot. Arsé-kun: *OKAY, RECESS OVER. Barok(?) returns.* Sheepy: Sherlock: Have you collected your thoughts, Mr. Reaper? Arsé-kun: Barok?: I have. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he doesn't react.* Arsé-kun: Barok: *and BOY is he pissed, taking the time to properly kICK THE FAKER RIGHT DOWN ONTO THE BENCH. FUCK U* Sheepy: Sherlock: Why are you throwing the case, Fantomas? Sheepy: Sherlock: There must have been a reason. Arsé-kun: Fantomas: *he abandons his disguise!* That's none of your concern! Sheepy: Sherlock: You've changed, Fantomas. Are you even the real deal? Arsé-kun: Fantomas: How- How dare you! *his eyes, for the briefest of moments, blink red. Wag buries his face in Sherlock's chest* Sheepy: Sherlock: Where did you go all of those years, Fantomas? Arsé-kun: Fantomas: That's none of your business! Sheepy: Sherlock: It is my business! Arsé-kun: *Barok moves in to try and restrain Fantomas. Barok wins a knife in the back of his shoulder. Barok wisely backs off* Sheepy: Sherlock: Barok!- *no, he's going to stay focused on Fantomas. otherwise he'll disappear.* You have threatened and attacked my client to get revenge on his father! Your reasons stated concerned your disappearance! Where did you go, Fantomas? Arsé-kun: Fantomas: To Hell and back! *he twitches and jerks. his eyes pulse red again* I've been in Hell, and I'm going to share that Hell! You'll see, you'll all see! *and he exits stage right, right through the open window. bye, fanto* Sheepy: Sherlock: Wait-... Sheepy: Sherlock: Shoot, shoot! Sheepy: Sherlock: Didn't Iris mention something about red eyes and the person going into a blind, violent rage? Sheepy: Sherlock: This isn't good! Arsé-kun: Watson: Don't let him get away, Holmes! We'll finish up here! Sheepy: *Sherlock chases after Fantomas.* Arsé-kun: Barok: I'll be fine. *he's gritting his teeth. he gestures to Robert* Must we continue this? Events have proven he is not guilty. Sheepy: Ryuu: Well, no........... we don't need to continue it. We should focus on catching him. Arsé-kun: Barok: Ajourned, unless you've got something else to say. Sheepy: *Ryuu shakes his head* Arsé-kun: Barok: Ajourned. *he (finally) takes a seat to check his shoulder. unfortunately he can't turn his head 180 degrees* Sheepy: Ryuu: *he goes to check on Barok* Arsé-kun: Barok: *he only seems a bit angrier than normal. seems* Sheepy: Ryuu: Do you need anything? Arsé-kun: Barok: Take a wild guess. Sheepy: Ryuu: Watson-san? Arsé-kun: Barok: I just got stabbed. Obviously. Sheepy: Ryuu: I'm sorry- Watson-san! Please help! Arsé-kun: Watson: *he's already pulling a first aid kid out and keeping wag out of it* Already on it! *he hurries over* Sheepy: *Ryuu watches. he isnt sure what to do* Sheepy: *Ryuu checks on Asougi* Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he's... still lying on the floor. He's taking a nap. Asougi.* Sheepy: *Ryuu is going to check for a pulse anyway because everything that just happened was a blur* Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he's alive. FOR NOW.* Sheepy: *I DONT LIKE THAT LAST PART* Arsé-kun: *was a joke* Sheepy: Ryuu: *y'know what. it's nap time. he agrees.* Arsé-kun: Watson: *KIDS THESE DAYS* Sheepy: *watson you sound like you're 60 dont do that* Arsé-kun: Barok: *CHILDREN THESE DAYS* Sheepy: *Barok you're like 900 you can do that* Arsé-kun: *hes what* Sheepy: *45* Sheepy: *I dont know* Arsé-kun: *ok fair enough* Sheepy: *Ryuu just takes a nap on the floor for a while. thrilling. Sherlock is sitll not back.* Arsé-kun: *Sherlock continues to Not Be Back for a while* Sheepy: *a long while.* Sheepy: *Where did Sherlock go?* Sheepy: *Do you know, Watson?* Arsé-kun: *Watson has no fucking idea. Watson has been more concerned about Barok's wound, which was not shallow. Wagahai is more concerned with sniffing the glass on the floor.* Sheepy: *Ouch. Even after Watson is done, Sherlock still isn't back. Come home to us Sherlock.* Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Sherlock] Call if you're busy, but where are you?! Sheepy: *Watson gets a phonecall!* Arsé-kun: Watson: Cut to the chase, where are you? Sheepy: Sherlock: *he is panting. help this man* Ch-chasing Fantomas... I've nearly hit my limit... my heart is pounding and I feel shaky... but if I take a break, he'll get away! Arsé-kun: Watson: Where? Are you? So we may catch up to you. Sheepy: Sherlock: Uh...uh... Sheepy: Sherlock:.... Arsé-kun: Watson: Holmes? Sheepy: Sherlock: I don't know... I th-think I went this way once to go to Saint-Germain's mansion... Arsé-kun: Watson: We'll come as swiftly as we can. Sheepy: Sherlock: I don't feel well... it's hard to breathe... I've started to close the distance a little... Arsé-kun: Watson: Don't push yourself too hard! Sheepy: Sherlock: *there's a loud thud. oh. he fell.* Ugh! Arsé-kun: Watson: All right, never mind! Stay there! Sheepy: Sherlock: I don't think I can get up anyway... Sheepy: Sherlock: I'm hot... I'm tired... thirsty... Sheepy: Sherlock: *he goes silent other than heavy breathing* Arsé-kun: Watson: At least stay alive until I get there? Sheepy: Sherlock: Need water... Sheepy: Sherlock: Please bring water... can't get up... too tired... Arsé-kun: Watson: *he looks down at Ryuu and Asougi. .... they win a fucking cat* Sheepy: Ryuu: Waahh-! *HES UP. WHAT WAS THAT. oh it's wag.* Arsé-kun: Asougi: *ryuu yelled, and now he's wide awake* What?! Sheepy: Ryuu: Watson-san dropped Wagahai on me... sorry. Arsé-kun: Watson: We need to move. Sherlock's exhausted, and he knows where Fantomas went last. Sheepy: Ryuu: Okay, Watson-san! Arsé-kun: Asougi: Did Barok-san already leave..? Sheepy: Ryuu: I don't know.... Arsé-kun: Watson: Robert already left, as well. Sheepy: Ryuu: Wasn't Fantomas targeting our client? So.. is it safe for him to be out? Arsé-kun: Watson: Fantomas was chased away, so I'd presume so... Either way, let us make haste! Sheepy: Ryuu: Okay! Sheepy: Sherlock: My legs have cramped up... what a cruel world this is... Arsé-kun: Mori: Isn't it? I knew you were out and about, but not like this. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh... it's you. Sheepy: Sherlock: I chased him non-stop all the way from the courtroom... Sheepy: Sherlock: I can't stand... so... he's somewhere up ahead. Arsé-kun: Mori: ... Would you like to use my wheelchair, then? Lying on the pavement is not going to help you any. Sheepy: Sherlock: No. Sheepy: Sherlock: Watson is coming soon... Arsé-kun: Mori: .... Watson uses a cane at least half the time, and has about half of your stamina due to relying on it. Are you sure? Sheepy: Sherlock: No... Arsé-kun: Asougi: --- I told you we'd make it, Ryuu! *he's got Ryuu on his back. due to not taking a ridiculous path like Sherlock, he's fine* Sheepy: Sherlock: Water... Arsé-kun: Asougi: Here! *he passes Sherlock a waterbottle. It's already been opened. from, watson, with love and salt. like, actual salt.* Sheepy: Sherlock: Moriarty, where are you headed? Arsé-kun: Mori: Nowhere important. Do you need an adult to explore the spooky old mansion? Sheepy: Sherlock: Were you headed there? Arsé-kun: Mori: I am now. Sheepy: Sherlock: I'll come with you. Where is your son? Arsé-kun: Mori: I told him to stay home, but he is likely to show up anyway. Sheepy: Sherlock: What do you intend to do? Sheepy: *Sherlock unsteadily stands* Arsé-kun: Mori: I intend to look around a bit. I've noticed far less traffic upon the path leading here than usual, and I'd like to know why. Sheepy: Sherlock: The owner moved out. Arsé-kun: Mori: Suddenly, a new world of answers and questions has been opened. Sheepy: Sherlock: A group broke into his home and ransacked it. He lives next door now. Arsé-kun: Mori: There goes half of the questions. Sheepy: Sherlock: I'll answer the rest after we deal with Fantomas. Sheepy: Ryuu: Um... not to be rude, but... can any of us other than Asougi take him on? Sheepy: Ryuu: Holmes-san's hand is broken, Moriarty-san is in a wheelchair, and I don't know how to fight. Arsé-kun: Mori: Just because I require a wheelchair does not mean I can't run him over with it. Sheepy: Ryuu: That sounds painful for both parties... Arsé-kun: Mori: Only if I fall out. Now, shall we move on? Sheepy: Sherlock: Alright. Arsé-kun: *they get moving. Watson is still behind* Sheepy: Sherlock: Where is he... Sheepy: Ryuu: *he is looking around. he's like Asougi's pikachu or something.* Arsé-kun: *there's movement from another room!* Sheepy: Sherlock: Is that him? We should check. Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he puts a hand on the hilt of his sword and warily goes to look* Sheepy: Ryuu: *he continues to serve as a second pair of eyes for Asougi* Sheepy: *A strange brunette is there!* Arsé-kun: Asougi: Uh...! Excuse me..! Sheepy: ?: *he turns to the group* Ah...!... Oh, uh, hello, did you need something? Arsé-kun: Asougi: Yeah, did you see some other guy in here? He's been stabbing people.. Sheepy: ?: Fantomas? I was tracking him, yes, but I haven't seen him. Arsé-kun: Mori: No surprise. Good afternoon, Juve. Be a dear and help us. Sheepy: Juve: I'll do my best! Arsé-kun: *Detective Juve Joined The Party!* Sheepy: Juve: He's probably upstairs. Arsé-kun: Mori: That... May be a problem. Sheepy: Juve:...Ah, uh... Arsé-kun: Mori: I'll figure something out. Sheepy: Juve: Let's check the rest of the downstairs area then... Sheepy: Juve: But... my gut instinct says he's upstairs. Arsé-kun: Mori: I trust your gut instinct. Head on up. Sheepy: *Juve heads upstairs* Arsé-kun: *Asougi follows!* Sheepy: Sherlock: Uh... Well. Let's follow Mop and Ryuu's example. Sheepy: Sherlock: I... guess. Sheepy: Sherlock: It'd be easier for me to get it up there with you not in it. Arsé-kun: Mori: It'd be easier for anyone to do so without me in it. Sheepy: Sherlock: So get on my back. Arsé-kun: *Mori does! Surprisingly quickly. He has grown used to having to do this shit* Sheepy: *Sherlock somehow manages to get the wheelchair upstairs.* Arsé-kun: *and Mori hangs on the entire time, like his life depended on it. Or his back* Sheepy: Sherlock: Here, we're upstairs now. Sheepy: Sherlock: You want to get back in the wheelchair or stay on my back? I don't care either way. Arsé-kun: Mori: I think I'll stay. It will make the return trip easier* Sheepy: Sherlock: Alright. Arsé-kun: *they catch up. meanwhile, watson has just gotten in* Sheepy: Juve: I think he's nearby. Sheepy: Juve: *he continues to lead the group* Arsé-kun: *everyone follows Juve. for some reason* Sheepy: *Juve is smart and seems to know what he's doing?* Sheepy: *eventually they find Fantomas!* Arsé-kun: *He's... curled up in a corner, with his hands clutching his head. He's shaking and shuddering, twitching and twinging* Sheepy: Juve: *he rushes over to Fantomas* Fantomas...It's okay, don't worry...! Arsé-kun: Mori: *he slowly and carefully gets down, watching Juve carefully* Don't get too close. Sheepy: Juve: Why? He needs help... Arsé-kun: Fantomas: ...... *he utters a low growl, cracking an eye open to glare. bright red.* Sheepy: Juve: ...Don't worry. It's just me... it's Juve. Everything is okay. Arsé-kun: *Fantomas growls louder. A snarl, and he leaps to attack, weapon in hand! A supernaturally fast blur, and Juve is pushed out of the way! The knife is gone, too.* Sheepy: Juve: Juan, no! Arsé-kun: Fantomas: ...! *he turns to look at Juve. he's stopped growling, so that's good!* Sheepy: Juve: *he approaches Fantomas again. hug?* Arsé-kun: Fantomas: .... ..... *the red glow dies down, and he seems to now recognize Juve* .... Bordel de merde, désolé! Juve, Juve! *juve gets nearly tackled, but not in an aggressive way* Arsé-kun: *there's a hug! it's cute! it radiates cute and pure! and then Fanto pushes Juve away.* Arsé-kun: Fantomas: ..! Ack! *he grabs his head again. red, normal, red, normal.* G-get away, get away! rsé-kun: Fantomas: *he, for lack of a better word, scoots away, whining and muttering* I don't want to see this anymore..!! Arsé-kun: *In the background, Watson finally enters the room! He's been watching the last minute from the doorway. He wordlessly approaches and stands behind Sherlock* Arsé-kun: *Also meanwhile, Moriarty drops the knife. He observes the cut in his hand and licks it before wiping it off on his shirt. He doesn't seem very worried about it.* Sheepy: Juve: It's okay, it's okay! Don't worry...! *he slowly approaches again* I'll help you! Sheepy: Sherlock: *he is staring at Mori. that was the grossest thing he's had to see all day.* Sheepy: Juve: I don't know how, though... ... uh! I'm here for you! Nothing can happen to you when I'm here! Arsé-kun: Fantomas: M-make it stop... *he doesn't move or glare at Juve. Safe?* Sheepy: Juve: *probably. he isn't sure what to do other than go over and comfort Fantomas.* Arsé-kun: Mori: *he looks up at Sherlock* ... Can I help you? Sheepy: Sherlock: Isn't that.. unsanitary? Sheepy: Sherlock: That's how you infect wounds. Arsé-kun: Mori: Well, you aren't wrong. Sheepy: Sherlock: I wonder if Watson has gotten here yet? *he turns around and smacks straight into Watson. RIP* Arsé-kun: Watson: No. Not at all. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, thanks. I'll go look for him then. Sheepy: *Sherlock walks out. Come back Sherlock.* Sheepy: Robert: [Text: to Moriarty] Where are you? It's been a while. I'm worried. Arsé-kun: Mori: [text: to Robert] Found perp. Safe, no one harmed. Hi, worried, I'm Busy. Sheepy: Robert: [Text: to Moriarty] Where are you? Arsé-kun: Mori: [text: to Robert] Mansion. You know the one. Sheepy: Robert: [Text: to Moriarty] Will be there soon. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he's not sure if he wants to chase after Sherlock, or find out what happened here* Sheepy: Ryuu: Watson-san! Hello! Arsé-kun: Watson: Can you two explain what just happened to me? I only caught some of it. Sheepy: Ryuu: Um. No. Arsé-kun: Asougi: A lot just happened. Sheepy: Ryuu: I'm still processing it... Arsé-kun: Asougi: Me, too.. It was far faster than it should have been.. Sheepy: Ryuu: I think they're friends? Sheepy: Ryuu: But he went to stab Juve? Arsé-kun: Asougi: Moriarty-san stopped him? Sheepy: Ryuu: I think. Arsé-kun: Asougi: I think! Sheepy: Robert: [Text: to Moriarty] I'm at the front door. Where are you? Upstairs are downstairs? Arsé-kun: Mori: [text: to Robert] Upstairs Sheepy: Robert: [Text: to Moriarty] Coming. Sheepy: Robert: [Text: to Moriarty] Mr. Holmes is standing here with a lamp shade on his head. What do I do? Arsé-kun: Mori: [text: to Robert] Ignore him. Sheepy: *A minute or two later, Robert arrives!* Arsé-kun: Mori: There you are. Sheepy: Robert: Are you okay? *He kneels down next to Mori* Arsé-kun: Mori: Yes, yes. *he holds up his hands. except, he shows the cut* No wounds to worry about. Sheepy: Robert: Are you sure...? You've got a cut on your hand. Sheepy: Robert: Did Fantomas do that to you? Arsé-kun: Mori: No. I took the knife myself. Sheepy: Robert: ...Okay. Arsé-kun: *Fantomas is clinging to Juve like his life depends on it. His sanity sure does* Sheepy: *Juve is holding Fantomas close and talking to him softly. dont worry buddy he is here for you* Arsé-kun: Mori: *he looks over at these two, then shakes his head* Sheepy: Robert: What is it? Arsé-kun: Mori: It's Juan. ... His behavior. I don't understand it. Sheepy: Robert: He was disguised as the prosecutor and was throwing the case so I could be let off despite him putting me in that situation in the first place. Arsé-kun: Mori: That only raises more questions.. Sheepy: Sherlock: It almost reminds me of the hidden potential. Arsé-kun: Watson: Is that what we're calling it now? Sheepy: Sherlock: Well, didn't Nyar mention something like that? Arsé-kun: Watson: Either way, go on. Sheepy: Sherlock: Van went through it and so did Delly. Sheepy: Sherlock: Van and Delly both were found in the clocktower. Sheepy: Sherlock: Presumably, Delly was tested on by Twilight like Van was. Arsé-kun: Fantomas: ...! *he shudders* Sheepy: Sherlock: Have I guessed right? Arsé-kun: Fantomas: Shut up..! Shut up! Sheepy: Sherlock: Watson, what should we do? Sheepy: Sherlock: Should I contact Nyar? Arsé-kun: Watson: That may be for the best... But I'd rather not stay here. Sheepy: Sherlock: Alright. Then how will we keep an eye on him? Arsé-kun: Watson: I haven't gotten that far yet.. Sheepy: Sherlock: Moriarty, you know him well. Do you have any ideas? Arsé-kun: Mori: I've got... an idea or two, yes. Sheepy: Sherlock: Is there anything you need us to do to go through with it? Arsé-kun: Mori: Yes. Quiet. Take your conversation elsewhere. Sheepy: Sherlock: Alright. Let's go. Arsé-kun: *sherlock, watson, asougi, and ryuu exit stage left* Sheepy: Robert: Do you want to, or should I? Arsé-kun: Mori: I will. Sheepy: Robert: I'll make sure they don't come in. Arsé-kun: Mori: Thank you. Sheepy: *Robert sits by the door* Arsé-kun: Fantomas: *he's burying his face into Juve's chest. try not to cry. failed step one.* Sheepy: Juve: *he is doing his best to comfort Fantomas* Arsé-kun: *Mori joins in!* Sheepy: *Juve doesn't look over at Mori* Arsé-kun: *Fantomas gradually calms down..* Sheepy: Juve: Are you feeling better? Arsé-kun: Fantomas: ..... yeah.... *he's since turned his head, and his tone is dreamy in nature* Sheepy: Juve: That's good. Sheepy: Juve: Professor? Where are we going? Sheepy: Juve: Thank you for helping, but... what's Holmes planning on doing? Arsé-kun: Mori: ... *he's intently staring at Fantomas* Where? Not quite sure. As for your second question, he intends to contact someone. Sheepy: Juve: Alright. I'm staying with Juan. Arsé-kun: Mori: You've been trying to catch up to him.. So I will allow it. Sheepy: Juve: Thank you... Sheepy: Juve: It's been so long. Arsé-kun: Mori: M-hm.. Sheepy: Juve: You've done so much for me, Juan... You're the reason why I'm even still standing here. I'll do my best to help you. Arsé-kun: Fantomas: ..... *he nods* .... Thanks.. Sheepy: Juve: No problem! You did it for me, so why shouldn't I do it for you? Arsé-kun: Fantomas: I... I've had no control over myself... I don't want to hurt you... Sheepy: Juve:...I know how it feels. I don't blame you. Arsé-kun: Fantomas: ....... *he nods again* Sheepy: Juve: I'll point my attention towatfs trying to find a cure for you instead. Sheepy: Juve: Just please come back. Arsé-kun: Fantomas: ....... I will.. Sheepy: Juve: Thank you...! Arsé-kun: Mori: *he looks around, then to Juve* Shall we get moving? We may have to set up an insanity plea for him.. Sheepy: Juve:...Yes. Sheepy: Robert: *he is focused on guarding. he's such a good guard* Arsé-kun: Mori: Well, one of you is going to have to take him. Sheepy: Juve: *he picks up Fantomas* Arsé-kun: *Fantomas doesn't stop him* Sheepy: Juve: Let's go. Arsé-kun: Mori: Robert? Could you bring my wheelchair over? Sheepy: Robert: *he brings the wheelchair over* Arsé-kun: Mori: *he slowly stands up and sits down in it* ... Oooh, that smarts a bit. Sheepy: Robert: Dad, we still have the stairs to deal with. You may want to sit for a while before we attempt those... Arsé-kun: Mori: If no one is looking, we may be able to cheat them. Sheepy: Robert:...Ah, maybe.. Sheepy: Robert: We'll see. Sheepy: Robert: Or I could carry you and your chair down... Arsé-kun: Mori: Or that! Sheepy: Robert: I'll do that unless you're set on your idea... Sheepy: Juve: Do you think you'll ever recover from that, Professor? Sheepy: Juve: Physical therapy, maybe...? Arsé-kun: Mori: I sure hope so. Sheepy: Juve: Have you tried physical therapy? Arsé-kun: Mori: I would try more if it didn't hurt as much as it did. Sheepy: Juve: But if you don't try at all you won't improve. Sheepy: Juve: That makes me wonder, though... why is Holmes okay? He fell too, didn't he? But he seemed just fine. Arsé-kun: Mori: Oh, he's hurting, just not in the same ways I am. Sheepy: Juve: Really? Arsé-kun: Mori: That's what I've been informed. Sheepy: Juve: Huh. Sheepy: Juve: Anyway, they're waiting for us, so... Arsé-kun: Mori: Yes, yes, of course. Let us make haste. Sheepy: *and so they go* Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, you're here. Arsé-kun: Mori: Did you expect us to somehow leave otherwise? Sheepy: Sherlock: I texted him saying that we needed him. Sheepy: Sherlock: His reply was... Sheepy: Sherlock: "For eons, people have tried to summon me through sacrifices - human and animal - and have spent their lives serving me, only for me to not show up. You think I'm going to come over just because you said please?" Arsé-kun: Watson: Give me your phone. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he passes it over* Arsé-kun: Watson: I dub this the Lupin Maneuver. *he holds the phone out* Get in the frame, Sherlock. Sheepy: *Sherlock is looking over his shoulder* Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Nyar] Hi, it's your dearie, could you please get off of your eldritch ass and be of use before I hit you with my cane? Sheepy: Nyar: [Text: to Watson] Take another pic Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Nyar] Why? Sheepy: Nyar: [Text: to Watson] Open camera app Sheepy: Nyar: [Text: to Watson] Flip to facing camera Arsé-kun: Watson: ..... I'm not falling for this. Sherlock, you do it. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he holds the phone up like for a selfy and flips it to the camera facing him. ... Nyar's behind him and grinning. Sherlock swings around and slugs Nyar with his non-broken hand!* Sheepy: Nyar: Ugh! Arsé-kun: Watson: You deserved that. Sheepy: Nyar: *he clutches his nose* You've broken my heart, dearie. Sheepy: Nyar: What do you want? Arsé-kun: Watson: Your advice. *he gestures to Fantomas* He seems to have the same potential that Abraham and Delacroix had, but far worse.. Sheepy: Nyar: Hmm. *he strolls over to Fantomas and gets a good look at him* Sheepy: Nyar: ...Nope. Don't remember Dad bringing this guy in. Sheepy: Nyar: I have a pretty good memory, too, soooo... Sheepy: Nyar: It was probably before he joined and took over. Arsé-kun: Watson: Hm... Anything we can do about it? Sheepy: Nyar: Let me think. Sheepy: Nyar: ........................................... Sheepy: Nyar: Well, when you say "we".... Sheepy: Nyar: Who does that include? Arsé-kun: Watson: Any one of us that happens to be present. Sheepy: Nyar: ........................... Sheepy: Nyar: I can do anything I please. Sheepy: Nyar: However, to answer your question, I've got no clue. Sheepy: Nyar: Phil might know. He's a genius. Sheepy: Nyar: Except, that requires asking him, aaaaaanddd.... Sheepy: Nyar: ...They hate me now. Arsé-kun: Watson: Then we'll have to do it, won't we? Sheepy: Nyar: You could, but....... Sheepy: Nyar: If it requires any work on his part, you're going to have to barter with him. Sheepy: Nyar: If it requires information, meanwhile, probably not. Arsé-kun: Asougi: ... I.. I speak for the both of us when I ask this, but.... What the heck's going on?! Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he looks to Nyar* How did you do that, too?! Sheepy: Nyar: Do what? Sheepy: Nyar: Get here so quickly? Sheepy: Nyar: ...As I said: "I can do anything I please". Arsé-kun: Asougi: u-uh, okay..! Arsé-kun: Fantomas: .... .... *he's decided it's naptime. being in pain is tiring* Sheepy: *Ryuu his hidden his face in Asougi's back. Ryuu please.* Sheepy: Nyar: So. Sheepy: Nyar: Here's how it works. Sheepy: Nyar: Basically, the hidden potential causes the victim to have flashbacks to an incident they don't want to relive. Sheepy: Nyar: Watching their family die, being tortured, stuff like that. Sheepy: Nyar: It makes them relive that flashback over and over again. Sheepy: Nyar: My dad of course, he didn't like the old system that they had in place, you see? Sheepy: Nyar: And so he improved on it to make it so that he had better control over when it happened. He set limits, let's say. Sheepy: Nyar: So the fact that he's "much worse" means he doesn't have these limits. Sheepy: Nyar: The only thing keeping those flashbacks from being there all the time is his mind trying to block 'em out. Sheepy: Nyar: "But Nyar!" You may ask, "If you know all this, can't you just set up those barriers and make him all better?" You think I'm some kinda genius? I might've helped discover that barrier but getting it to work in victims who are already suffering it is probably very difficult and difficult things frustrate me. Sheepy: Nyar: And so! I present you with two options: You get Fluffy to talk to Dad about it, or you talk to Phil and hope that he knows it. Sheepy: Nyar: 'Cause I doubt you'll get very far if you talk to Dad yourself. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he looks to Sherlock* I'm thinking both. Both? Sheepy: Sherlock: Yeah. Sheepy: *Nyar floats over to Mori. He seems curious.* Arsé-kun: Mori: .... ? *he glances up at Nyar* Can I help you? Sheepy: Nyar: Heyhey, aren't'cha that guy? Sheepy: Nyar: Y'know, the Napoleon of Crime or whatever your nickname is this week. Arsé-kun: Mori: Unfortunately. From what I'm hearing right now, you would be the Crawling Chaos, or whatever guise you wear this week. Sheepy: Nyar: Ding ding ding! Sheepy: Nyar: I'm everyone's favorite eldritch abomination! Arsé-kun: *Asougi has... Given up trying to figure out what's going on. New priority: Where the heck did Wag go?* Sheepy: Nyar: Nyarlathotep, at your service! Sheepy: Nyar: You certainly have changed. Arsé-kun: Mori: It happens. One must adapt to circumstances, I figured you'd know this. Sheepy: Nyar: I do. Sheepy: Nyar: I was commenting because I hear it's socially acceptable to comment on changes, such as... Sheepy: Nyar: "Ah! You've lost weight!" Sheepy: Nyar: Or... Sheepy: Nyar: "Ah! You got a haircut!" Sheepy: Nyar: ...And so on. Sheepy: Nyar: By socially acceptable, I mean a social requirement. Sheepy: Nyar: And so, "Ah! You got a haircut!" Sheepy: Nyar: "Ah! Is that a new pair of shoes?" Sheepy: Nyar: *he takes out a booklet and flips through it* Arsé-kun: Mori: ... *he shakes his head* Oh, why bother. You haven't changed one bit. Sheepy: Nyar: You say that like you dislike me! Sheepy: Nyar: I don't dislike you. Sheepy: Nyar: I'm hurt... Arsé-kun: Mori: I was mourning my personal ability to pretend I didn't know you. I was expecting you to break it first, to be honest. Sheepy: Nyar: But think about all of the fun times we had! Sheepy: Nyar: I thought you were dead. My heart was sliced in two. Arsé-kun: Mori: .... I'd only met you for a total of twenty minutes. Sheepy: Nyar: ... Sheepy: Nyar: ...Ah, well... Sheepy: Nyar: You can still act friendly. Arsé-kun: Mori: Act, yes, but perhaps I don't wish to. Sheepy: Nyar: What? Arsé-kun: Mori: Pining for the fjords. Being fitted for a halo. Being taken for a ride. You understand. Arsé-kun: Mori: ...... Sleeping with the fish. Don't make me be more obvious. Sheepy: Nyar: Soooo? Sheepy: Nyar: What's the problem? Arsé-kun: Mori: I enjoy living. Sheepy: Nyar: Why would you die? Arsé-kun: Mori: From getting involved with you, and by extension, your family. I'm no fool. Sheepy: Nyar: ...Wow. Sheepy: Nyar: Do you hate me? Arsé-kun: Mori: Not hatred. Just wariness. Sheepy: Nyar: I guess I can understand that. Sheepy: Nyar:...Anyway. Sheepy: Nyar: If you ask Phil, ask him if Azathoth gave him any orders. Sheepy: Nyar: I don't like the fact that they're working together. Sheepy: Ryuu: Asougi, is he gone yet? Arsé-kun: Asougi: More importantly, I don't know where Wag went. Sheepy: Ryuu: Let's go look for him. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Right away! *he grabs Ryuu and runs off. bye* Sheepy: Ryuu: Where do you think he went?? Arsé-kun: Asougi: No idea. Waggggg-ahaiiii~ C'mere, kitty! Sheepy: Ryuu: Wagahaiii! Sheepy: Ryuu: Wagahai! Where are you?? Sheepy: Ryuu: If Iris-chan was here we'd be okay... Sheepy: Ryuu: Wagahai likes her. Sheepy: Ryuu: He's probably hidden under something... Arsé-kun: Asougi: Aw, great! *he gets down to his hands and knees* Waggg! Sheepy: Ryuu: Wait, wait... I know how to summon Wagahai. Sheepy: Ryuu: *he lies down on his back and fake-sleeps* Arsé-kun: Asougi: .... Ryuu, this isn't going to work.. Arsé-kun: *he says, as Wag comes out and lies on Ryuu's back* Sheepy: Ryuu: ......... Arsé-kun: Asougi: .... I take it back. *he picks Wag up* Sheepy: *Ryuu sits up* Arsé-kun: Wag: meoooooow.. Sheepy: Ryuu: *he pets Wag* Arsé-kun: Wag: Myaaaaaa! Sheepy: Ryuu: Why'd you disappear, kitty? Arsé-kun: Wag: meoooow! Sheepy: Ryuu: What a good reason! Sheepy: Ryuu: Do you think Susato-san will be able to meet Wagahai again soon? Arsé-kun: Asougi: Oh, maybe! I think they'd get along! Sheepy: Ryuu: I miss her. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Yeah, me too.. Sheepy: Ryuu: I'm glad you're here. I'd be lonely if you weren't. ... Thank you! Arsé-kun: Wag: myaaaaa! Sheepy: Ryuu: You too, Wagahai. Arsé-kun: Wag: Myaaaaa!! Sheepy: Ryuu: You and Asougi are very important to me. *he pets Wag more* Arsé-kun: Wag: NYAAAAA! *wag sees something with his special eyes. his cat eyes.* Sheepy: Ryuu: What is it Wagahai? *he follows Wag's gaze* Arsé-kun: *It's ALL! No, not really, it's everyone else!* Sheepy: Ryuu: Hello - we found Wagahai! Arsé-kun: Watson: Good, we wouldn't want to come back just to find him. Sheepy: Ryuu: He ran down here for some reason. Arsé-kun: Wag: Nyaaaa!! *wag attempts to escape!* Arsé-kun: Asougi: Ow, ow, not the claws! Sheepy: Ryuu: Wagahai no! Arsé-kun: *Wagahai yes. Wag wants to be facing away from them, for some reason? ??* Sheepy: Sherlock: Who upset Wagahai? Arsé-kun: Asougi: Ow, ow, wasn't me! Sheepy: Juve:...Cats don't like me very much. Sorry. Arsé-kun: Mori: I see that hasn't changed. Speaking of which, Juve.. Arsé-kun: Mori: Have you been keeping track? Sheepy: Juve: N-no, I haven't. Sheepy: Juve:...Should I go home? Arsé-kun: Mori: Absolutely. Hand him over. Sheepy: Juve: *he passes Fantomas over* Sheepy: Juve: I'll get going now. Sheepy: Juve: *he leaves* Sheepy: Robert: *he lowers his voice* Are you sure it's safe for him to be alone? Arsé-kun: Mori: No, but its safer than... You know. Sheepy: Robert: Fantomas being with him? Arsé-kun: Mori: That, too. Sheepy: Robert: I hope Fantomas doesn't react too negatively to it. Sheepy: Robert:...To him leaving I mean. Arsé-kun: Mori: He'd understand. Sheepy: Robert: I guess so. Arsé-kun: Wag: ... *wag licks Asougi's hand. that's definitely going to swell up later.* Sheepy: Ryuu: Are you okay, Asougi? Arsé-kun: Asougi: Yeah, I'm good! Sheepy: Ryuu: You still should get it cleaned. Arsé-kun: Watson: I agree. Sheepy: Ryuu: Do you have your medical kit with you? Arsé-kun: Watson: Of course I do! Sheepy: Ryuu: Okay. Don't worry, Asougi! I know alcohol on wounds can be painful but I'm here!!... Although, I guess you don't really need my support. Arsé-kun: Asougi: I don't, but it helps! Sheepy: Sherlock: Hmmm..... Sheepy: Sherlock: ................... Sheepy: Sherlock: He probably smelled like a dog to Wagahai. Arsé-kun: Watson: Why do you say that..? Sheepy: Sherlock: He had dog fur on his coat. Arsé-kun: Watson: Ah Sheepy: Sherlock: So he must smell like a dog. Arsé-kun: Mori: Absolutely bloody brilliant. Clearly, no one else would ever make that connection. Sheepy: Sherlock: I never said no one could. Sheepy: Sherlock: If you would stop acting like I have a massive ego I'd appreciate it. *he has a smile on his face, and yet..* Sheepy: Nyar: I'm the one with the big ego. Arsé-kun: Mori: I don't care about your ego. I care that I'm in pain, and I'd like to leave. Sheepy: Sherlock: Then leave. Sheepy: Sherlock: There's absolutely nothing keeping you here. Sheepy: Sherlock: You've already gotten what you came here for and I've already proven your son innocent. Sheepy: Sherlock: Meaning that you and I have absolutely no reason to stay in contact except for dealing with the hidden potential. Arsé-kun: Mori: I can't. Wheelchair, remember? What's suddenly gotten your hat in a twist? Sheepy: Sherlock: Do you not WANT me to help you the next time you or your family is in need?! Arsé-kun: Mori: If I did not have this man, I'd stand up to you, I hope you know. I made one, simple statement, intended as a joke. It is not my fault you haven't done anything for yourself, and do you think you're the only one with damage? *he laughs, and ends it with a low growl* Now do not raise your voice again, Sherlock. Sheepy: Sherlock: What can you even do to me at this point that you haven't already done? Arsé-kun: Mori: You don't want to know. Sheepy: Sherlock: You know what, Moriarty? Fine! You're right! It is my fault for not doing anything for me. I'm pulling out of the Fantomas case. He is not my responsibility anyway! He's yours! Arsé-kun: Mori: ... *he cocks his head to the side* .... We may have a bigger issue than this. Arsé-kun: Wag: ...! Myaaa!! *wag tries to escape again!* Sheepy: *There's a loud pained noise from outside...* Arsé-kun: Mori: This is not a good place to be! Sheepy: Sherlock: What's going on? Arsé-kun: Mori: I'll cut the subtleties! He's a werewolf, and he's blocking the exit! Sheepy: Sherlock: Don't those kill people? Sheepy: Nyar: Hmmm.. Arsé-kun: Mori: If they didn't, it wouldn't be an issue! Sheepy: Nyar: You go upstairs and I'll deal with it I gues? Sheepy: *the pained noises have turned to whimpering and growling* Arsé-kun: Watson: I don't think we have much choice. Sheepy: Nyar: Then go. Sheepy: Nyar: Shoo. Sheepy: Nyar: I'll try not to kill him by accident. Sheepy: *there's snarling.* Arsé-kun: Fantomas: ....??? Sheepy: *Wolf wants in. He's scratching at the door.* Sheepy: Nyar: Oh dear, You woke up at a bad time. Arsé-kun: Fantomas: *he gets up and gets his shit together* How bad? Sheepy: Nyar: Your friend turned. Sheepy: Nyar: That noise is him. Sheepy: *growl* Arsé-kun: Fantomas: motherfucker. Sheepy: Nyar: Also there's no escape. You got any ideas? Sheepy: Nyar: He's your boyfriend or whatever so you should know. Arsé-kun: Fantomas: We've got two. We die like men, or we take the windows. Sheepy: Nyar: Wolves run faster than humans. Sheepy: Nyar: So... it is time for my brilliant idea. Arsé-kun: Fantomas: Running like hell? Sheepy: Nyar: Tentacles cant kill him right? Sheepy: Nyar: Actually if he dies it's for the greater good because more people survived... hmm. Arsé-kun: Fantomas: Don't do that. Arsé-kun: *Fantomas is visually losing control again.. *he slugs Nyar in the face, and stomps off to deal with it HIMSELF.* Sheepy: Nyar: Ow! Sheepy: Robert: Should we let him do that? Sheepy: Robert: He's got a strong smell of blood on him. Sheepy: Juve: *scratch scratch scratch* Sheepy: Juve: *there's a pause in the scratching in favor to sniff the air. he goes back to scratching at the door. whiiiiine.* Arsé-kun: Mori: We really shouldn't. Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he looks to Ryuu with this LOOK* Sheepy: *Ryuu seems very concerned by all this.* Arsé-kun: Asougi: You wanna bet Mikotoba-san won't believe us if we tell her? Sheepy: Ryuu: She probably won't... Arsé-kun: Asougi: Maaaan. Sheepy: Ryuu: I'm a little scared. Arsé-kun: Asougi: What if he gets in and tries to eat Wag?? Sheepy: *Juve, meanwhile, has paused scratching at the door and is now sniffing at Fantomas* Sheepy: Ryuu: I hope not! Arsé-kun: Fantomas: Juuuve, buddy, pal of mine..! You still won't eat me, right? Sheepy: Juve: *whiiiiiine* Arsé-kun: Fantomas: Okay, okay, bark bark to you, too..! Sheepy: Juve: *he turns to the door* Sheepy: *Juve slowly puts a paw on the door and then looks over at Fantomas* Arsé-kun: Fantomas: Wh-what? I don't have anything for you! G-go, shoo! Sheepy: Juve: *whiiiiine* Sheepy: *Juve licks Fantomas's face. His ears are flat back. He slumps some. He's waiting for your response, buddy.* Arsé-kun: Fantomas: *he pats Juve. slight twitch. withdraws* Sheepy: Juve: *he closes the distance again. his tail is wagging* Arsé-kun: Fantomas: ...! *he clutches his head again* Go away..! Sheepy: Juve: *nope* Sheepy: Juve: *he rolls over onto his back. his tail is wagging. Juve. not the time, buddy.* Arsé-kun: Fantomas: *he ignores Juve, trying to keep control. he whines* Sheepy: *Juve stands up and licks Fantomas again. is this helping? does this help???* Arsé-kun: *not at all.* Sheepy: *Juve stares before going back to the door and clawing at it* Sheepy: *Juve looks over at Fantomas* Arsé-kun: Fantomas: .... Make it stop..! *he drops to his knees* Sheepy: Juve: *he looks over at the door and then Fantomas. he nuzzles Fantomas. am I helping friend?* Arsé-kun: *nope* Sheepy: *Juve goes over to the door again and bashes it down* Sheepy: Juve: *bark* Arsé-kun: Wag: *myaaa!!* Sheepy: Juve: *he seems to be getting frustrated.* Sheepy: Juve: *he grabs Fantomas by his shirt and starts to drag him in* Sheepy: Nyar: Wow! He's no problem at all. Arsé-kun: Mori: I take back my previous statement. You've improved, Juve! Sheepy: Juve: *he lets go of Fantomas and approaches Moriarty. he licks Mori's face. apparently, you're the alpha, Mori.* Arsé-kun: Mori: You gave us quite the scare, I hope you know. *he pats Juve's snout. his snoot.* Sheepy: Juve: *whimper* Arsé-kun: Wag: MYAAAAA *PRESSING X TO FEAR* Sheepy: Juve: *his ears perk up* Arsé-kun: Wag: *he attempts to escape again! Asougi is not having this and hands him to Ryuu. Suffer, Ryuu* Sheepy: Juve: *he looks over at Wagahai* Arsé-kun: Wag: *AAAAAAAAAAA IT SEES ME* Sheepy: Ryuu: Ow, ow! Wagahai, no! Arsé-kun: *WAGAHAI YES* Sheepy: Juve: *he goes over to Wagahai and sniffs at him* Sheepy: Ryuu: *AAAA IT'S NEAR ME* Sheepy: Juve: *he rolls over onto his back. look, kitty, I am safe. for now. it's not some special moon phase or something so all is well* Sheepy: Ryuu: *he gives Asougi a concerned look* Sheepy: Robert: Dad, what should I do about Fantomas? Arsé-kun: Mori: Bring him home. *he frowns a bit* It's the only option we have. Let Todd and Smiley know, then give the man a rest. Sheepy: Robert: Do you want to come home as well, and should Juve come? Sheepy: Juve: *he heard his name. THATS ME! THATS ME!* Arsé-kun: Mori: As I said before, yes. And yes, though with Juve we may have to be... careful. Sheepy: Robert: He's acting oddly calm. We can't know what will set him off until something does. Arsé-kun: Mori: That, as well. I simply meant with him walking out in the open. Sheepy: Robert: *he puts Fantomas on his back* Juve! Come! Sheepy: Juve: *he comes over!! HES HERE!!!* Sheepy: Robert: It's illegal for dogs to walk without a leash... Arsé-kun: Mori: That.... Wasn't the issue I was going to present, either. Sheepy: Robert: So we need to be careful Sheepy: Robert: Then...? Arsé-kun: Mori: His size. His anatomy. He's clearly not a dog. Sheepy: Robert:...True. Sheepy: Robert: He's a furry? Sheepy: Robert: He's still in his fursuit. Arsé-kun: Mori: Far too large. Sheepy: Robert: A furry on stilts Arsé-kun: Mori: You're reaching. Arsé-kun: *Asougi is given the paniccat. rip asougi* Sheepy: Ryuu: Furry... furry... Arsé-kun: Watson: I don't think the definition in question is going to be in that. Sheepy: Ryuu: Something covered in fur. Sheepy: Ryuu: Wagahai is a furry. Arsé-kun: Watson: N-no.. Sheepy: Ryuu:....? Sheepy: Robert: We can deal with that if the time comes. Sheepy: Robert: Do you have anything else you want to do here before we go? *he sounds exhausted.* Sheepy: Juve: *he sniffs at Fantomas* Arsé-kun: Mori: Not particularly. Sheepy: Robert: Then, let's head home. Sheepy: *Robert leaves with Mori and crew* Sheepy: Sherlock: Are Mop and Ryuu coming with us or going their separate ways? Arsé-kun: Watson: With us until necessary. Sheepy: Sherlock: Okay. Arsé-kun: Asougi: What else haven't you told us about, Sherlock-san? Sheepy: Sherlock: Huh? Arsé-kun: Asougi: We just dealt with a werewolf! You just took it like it was normal! Sheepy: Sherlock: Uh... Sheepy: Sherlock: I know a few vampires. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Those are real, too?! Sheepy: Sherlock: What else... Sheepy: Sherlock: Uh... Sheepy: Sherlock: Can you think of anything, Watson? Sheepy: Sherlock: What else... Sheepy: Sherlock: Uh... Sheepy: Sherlock: Can you think of anything, Watson? Sheepy: Sherlock: Harley was in a coma for a while? Arsé-kun: Watson: I was going to comment about Nyar, here. Sheepy: Sherlock: He's an octopus. Arsé-kun: Watson: More or less, yes. Sheepy: Sherlock: That's about it. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, and we have a friend who dabbles in arificial human creation a la Frankenstein. Arsé-kun: Watson: Yes, that story is also relatively true. Arsé-kun: Asougi: *jaw is approaching floor at high speeds* Sheepy: Sherlock: I think we've covered it all. Sheepy: Sherlock: So! Let's head home! Arsé-kun: *they get the fuck home. thank god* Arsé-kun: Adam: --- So, I've got these kids following me around, asking why I'm so tall, and all I could think of to say was that I'm part dutch, part german, and part norse. ... It's not a lie, I suppose. Sheepy: Sheepy: I want to be tall. Arsé-kun: Adam: I could cut off a few inches and add them to you. *he's joking. I think* Sheepy: Sheepy: No. If people just give you things you won't value them. Sheepy: Sheepy: It's the goals you achieved by working hard that once values in the long run. Arsé-kun: Adam: It was a joke. Arsé-kun: Delly: *he sniffs the air. sneef* Who the fuck smells like old people? *he looks to Sherlock and Watson* Is it you two again?? Sheepy: Sherlock: We were with Moriarty. Arsé-kun: Delly: So it is you guys! Sheepy: Sherlock: Mop and Ryuu will be staying the night. Sheepy: Sherlock: [text: to Arsene] APLLOGIZE Sheepy: Sherlock: [text: to Arsene] FALK TO PHIL Sheepy: Sherlock: [text: to Arsene] SHEEP ASK AZA? Sheepy: Sherlock: [text: to Arsene] BUY BUTTER Arsé-kun: Arséne: [text: to Sherlock] ... Why am I the reminder board? Arsé-kun: Wag: Meow! *hello friends i am home now?* Sheepy: Sherlock: [text: to Arsene] BECAJSE I LKVE HOU ANE WILL ALWAGS REMEMBER TO CHECK OHR TEXTS Sheepy: Sherlock: [text: to Arsene] BUY BREAD Sheepy: Sherlock: [text: to Arsene] GOOGLE AVOXADO Sheepy: Sherlock: [text: to Arsene] DEFJNE AVOCADO Arsé-kun: Arséne: [text: to Sherlock] Nope. Sheepy: Sherlock: [text: to Arsene] AVOOOOXADDDOOOOOOO Arsé-kun: Arséne: [text: to Sherlock] Come upstairs already. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he heads upstairs* Arsé-kun: Asougi: *this is a lot of people. all right! who's the vampire? Why's this guy so big? ??* Sheepy: Ryuu: *cat. tired. floor.* Arsé-kun: Sisi: *man. floor. tongue. face.* Sheepy: Sheepy: His headband flows in the wind despite there being no wind. Sheepy: Ryuu: *why* Arsé-kun: Sisi: *friend.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Sorry, you're instantly the coolest person I've met. Arsé-kun: Asougi: *0* Sheepy: Sheepy: Nobody else is actually an action hero in real life Sheepy: Ryuu: *he pets Sisi* Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he picks dog fur off his jacket before posing all cool. i'm a hero to someone. wowza* Sheepy: Ryuu: *he is staring at the headband* ...aka hachimaki, ao hachimaki, ki hachimaki Arsé-kun: Asougi: You knock that off! Sheepy: Sheepy: *he parrots Ryuu* Aka hachimaki, ao hachimaki, ki hachimaki? Arsé-kun: Asougi: *I'M BEING BULLIED* Sheepy: Sheepy: ? Arsé-kun: Germain: ... Ah, that is an old tongue twister, isn't it? Sheepy: Sheepy: No clue. Sheepy: Ryuu: No. Arsé-kun: Germain: No? Sheepy: Ryuu: I forgot the correct tongue twister and instead od "paper roll" I used "headband". Arsé-kun: Germain: Ah. It still works. Sheepy: Ryuu: He was very upset to find that I gave him the wrong tongue twister... Arsé-kun: *Asougi has started to try getting it right under his breath. He fails very quickly* Sheepy: Ryuu: I believe in you! Sheepy: Sheepy: It's not hard. Tongue twisters are like pronouncing *r'lyehian. It's pronounced the way it's spelled. Arsé-kun: *Asougi keeps trying, but he's having difficulties. Japanese is HARD* Sheepy: Ryuu: I'm tired... Sheepy: Ryuu: *he says it faster* Arsé-kun: Asougi: I'm feeling suspiciously attacked. Sheepy: Ryuu: *he grins* Arsé-kun: Asougi: Don't give me that! Sheepy: Ryuu: You're good at a lot of things I'm bad at. Sheepy: Ryuu: Like motivating people, waking up in the morning, never giving up, supporting people in times of need... Sheepy: Ryuu:....Using a sword, somehow always having a warm wind blowing through just your headband, striking cool poses... Sheepy: Ryuu: Staying calm, thinking quickly, standing your ground, making people feel better when they're sad... Arsé-kun: *you can almost feel asougi's ego ascending. it doesn't, because Asougi has control over it, unlike a certain someone else. arsene.* Sheepy: Ryuu: What else... Sheepy: Ryuu:... Sheepy: Ryuu: Being really hot...headed... ... Is that a good term? I guess not. Arsé-kun: Asougi: Wait, what Sheepy: Ryuu: Uh. Sheepy: *Ryuu's eyes have begun darting around. rip* Arsé-kun: Asougi: *he's staring at Ryuu* Sheepy: Ryuu: Wh-what? Arsé-kun: Delly: *he makes this gagging noise* gross Sheepy: Ryuu: In the winter he's very hot so when I'm cold I use his magical headband winds to warm up. Arsé-kun: Delly: Do you? Are you sure you aren't using his body heat? Sheepy: Ryuu: Maybe...? Arsé-kun: Delly: Gross. Sheepy: Ryuu: Why? Arsé-kun: Delly: Just wondering! Sheepy: Ryuu:...Okay. Sheepy: Fran: How is this? Sheepy: Fran: Does it feel okay? Arsé-kun: Adam: Much better. Thank you, Victor. Sheepy: Fran: I'm sorry I didn't get on top of it sooner. Arsé-kun: Adam: It's fine. Sheepy: Fran: *he doesn't seem sure* Sheepy: Fran:...Are you sure? Arsé-kun: Adam: Quite sure. Sheepy: Fran:.... Arsé-kun: Adam: ... What I want to know is how nobody said anything about that. Sheepy: Fran: Um.... maybe they weren't focused on it because of that man? Is he your friend? Sheepy: Fran: What was his name... Sheepy: Fran: Everyone started focusing on him when he arrived. Just who was he...? Sheepy: Fran: He was loud. Arsé-kun: Adam: He said his name was... Crow, I think. Other than that, I don't know. Arsé-kun: Adam: As for him being my... friend... No? I only met him today. Arsé-kun: *In the meanwhile, Asougi sits down next to Ryuu.* Sheepy: Ryuu: Tired... Sheepy: Fran: Oh. Sheepy: Ryuu: Asougi, so much has happened today. Sheepy: Ryuu: The Fantomas case, the werewolf... Sheepy: Ryuu: It's so tiring... Sheepy: Ryuu: I can guess that the man with the thick glasses is the man who made artificial people like Frankenstein. Sheepy: Fran: Frankenstein's creation in the book wasn't named Frankenstein. The real Frankenstein also never succeeded in bringing his creations to life. Sheepy: Ryuu: Huh? How do you know? Sheepy: Fran: He was my great grandfather. Sheepy: Sheepy: Yet another way in which I lack interest. I never knew my biological mother and my biological father was a drunkard gambler. Arsé-kun: Adam: What, exactly, do you mean by "real", Victor? sheep: Fran: The one the book is based upon, as opposed to the book version. Arsé-kun: Adam: Ah. Thank you for explaining. sheep: Fran: ... Although, I can't really call myself a "real" Frankenstein either. Arsé-kun: Adam: Are you sure? sheep: Fran: I was kicked out. sheep: Fran: For pursuing my great grandfather's dreams. sheep: Fran: I've been disowned, so even if I bear the same last name, I'm no longer a part of the family. sheep: Fran: ...Even beforehand, it's not like my siblings and I were close, let alone my father and me. Arsé-kun: Impey: Then change it! You want mine? sheep: Fran: ...You'll be my family? Arsé-kun: Impey: I'm not already? sheep: Fran: I see you as family but I didn't know you reciprocated the feelings. Arsé-kun: Delly: Get a room, you two! sheep: Fran: Huh? sheep: Fran: Why? Arsé-kun: Delly: Because you two are gonna get all sappy and gross! Shoo! sheep: Fran: We are? sheep: Sheepy: "Change your last name to mine" is a marriage proposal. sheep: Fran:....what?? sheep: Sheepy: What happens when a woman marries a man, Fran? sheep: Fran: ...She changes her last name to his? Arsé-kun: Impey: *did he leave the stove on??? He expresses his worry and goes to make sure he did NOT leave it on* sheep: Sheepy: So when a man wants to marry a woman, he asks her if she wants his last name. sheep: Fran: Uhuh...? Arsé-kun: Delly: And it's the same between guys! sheep: Sheepy: And Impey asked if you wanted his last name. sheep: Fran: .... sheep: Fran: ............oh. Arsé-kun: Adam: .... *he's not entirely sure what's going on* ... This is fine and acceptable? sheep: Fran: ...no, I'm not good enough for someone like him. He can find better. Arsé-kun: Adam: *he stands up, and picks up Fran, easily holding him under his arm* ... I've decided to take action myself. *and he brings Fran into the kitchen. Arsé-kun:  *this counts as "Getting a room" for Delly, and he sits on the top of the sofa. he is free of mushy crap* sheep: Fran: What're you doing? Arsé-kun: Impey: .. ! sheep: Fran: ? Arsé-kun: Adam: *he puts Fran down* Talk. I'm going upstairs. sheep: Fran: Are you upset? Arsé-kun: Adam: No. sheep: Fran: ...Okay. Arsé-kun: Adam: *he leaves and goes upstairs. he remembered he can go to bed when he wants* sheep: Fran: ... I don't know what to talk about... Arsé-kun: Impey: Fran, I'm not finding better! sheep: Fran: It doesn't get much worse than me. Arsé-kun: Impey: Stop that! sheep: Fran: I am trash. I'm always just thrown away once my use is gone. sheep: Fran: It's always happened. Arsé-kun: Impey: You know I'm only here for you! You know this! sheep: Fran: Why do you even associate with me? sheep: Fran: What do I add to your life? sheep: Fran: I'm worthless. Nothing. My father regrets having me, my siblings act like I don't exist... sheep: Fran: ...and Isaac only wanted me for my brains. Arsé-kun: Impey: Because I like you! I've already told you this! Arsé-kun: Impey: Because I like you! I've already told you this! sheep: Fran: How can anyone like a monster like me? sheep: Fran: You tell me this but I don't understand! sheep: Fran: What good am I?! Arsé-kun: Impey: That's what I want to know! You like me, too, right? But why?! sheep: Fran: You make me feel safe. You make me feel happy. You make me feel worth something... sheep: Fran: ...but I'm not... Arsé-kun: Impey: And you make me feel that way, and I've said this! sheep: Fran: I'm a medschool dropout... a waste of money... a waste of space... Arsé-kun: Impey: *he's shaking..* Why do you talk about yourself like this?! Leave it all behind! sheep: Fran: I... my father arranged a marriage with another man. I was supposed to marry his daughter... but... I wasn't interested. I ended up ruining that, too. Arsé-kun: Impey: You didn't want it, that's fair! Arsé-kun: Impey: It's not like you picked it! sheep: Fran: I was so lonely... ... I found the texts left by my great grandfather and made Adam with his texts combined with my knowledge. sheep: Fran: They're right. I am disgusting... I force people living here to deal with me on a daily basis. sheep: Fran: They don't deserve it... they helped me, and I'm grateful for it, so I should leave. Arsé-kun: Impey: Victor Frankenstein, I demand you stop talking like this!! *His temper has absolutely been lost. Hands balled into fists, eyes glowing, fangs bared. He's completely skipped getting upset, and went straight to rage.* sheep: Fran: *he stumbles back some. he's visibly scared. rip fran* Arsé-kun: Impey: You always do this! Why is your head so far up your ass that you can't see people care about you?! Is everything I feel for you worthless to you?!? sheep: Fran: ....... sheep: Fran: I-I'm sorry... I didn't mean to... Arsé-kun: Impey: *He blocks Fran, both hands on the wall* Then prove it to me! Please! sheep: Fran: wh...what? Arsé-kun: Impey: Tell me that you care about me! sheep: Fran: I care about you...! Arsé-kun: Impey: Thank you..! I care about you, too! sheep: Fran: ......... sheep: Fran: *he looks away* Arsé-kun: Impey: .... ..... Are my feelings worthless? sheep: Fran: No... sheep: Fran: I am. Arsé-kun: Impey: ..... Instinct is telling me to do something, but I can't do it. You're my best friend.... Anyway, one man's trash is another man's treasure! sheep: Fran: ...You must be pretty impatient. sheep: Fran: I'm sorry for wasting your time. sheep: Fran: I want to see you happy and you won't be happy if you spend your life with me. I'm a curse. Arsé-kun: Impey: *his shoulders droop* What do I have to do..? Why can't you just accept my feelings for you? sheep: Fran: You don't understand. No one does. Arsé-kun: Impey: ....... Y'know, I could just force you to accept my feelings. ... I want to, but I doubt I could even do that right..! *he laughs, but it's extremely bitter* Don't tell me, then. I don't want to understand it, and I probably won't! sheep: Fran: ....... sheep: Fran: I'm sorry for meeting you. I didn't want to cause you pain, but in the end, sheep: Fran: everyone who meets me regrets it. Arsé-kun: Impey: Just to prove you wrong, I won't! sheep: Fran: ...... sheep: Fran: What's the point anyway? Why stick around? Arsé-kun: Impey: I was staying for you! I told you that, too! sheep: Fran: You're a vampire. I'm not. Arsé-kun: Impey: So? sheep: Fran: I'll die one day. Arsé-kun: Impey: And I'll be glad to have known you if I survive that long! sheep: Fran: ... sheep: Fran: I don't understand you. Arsé-kun: Impey: Neither do I! sheep: Fran: I contribute nothing to your life and yet you stick around anyway. Arsé-kun: Impey: ... I guess I'm worthless, too, then? sheep: Fran: No! sheep: Fran: You aren't! Arsé-kun: Impey: Then what is it?! I thought you were the first person to accept me... Was I wrong? sheep: Fran: I do accept you! sheep: Fran: Impey, I was named after the most hated person in my family! Arsé-kun: Impey: I don't care about that! I don't care about your past! I care about you, as a person! sheep: Fran: All I do is cause people suffering! sheep: Fran: You wouldn't be going through this if you hadn't met me! sheep: Fran: It's all my fault! Arsé-kun: Impey: With that attitude, yes! If I hadn't met you, I'd be in some alley somewhere, alone, and maybe dead! sheep: Fran: I don't understand! I'm garbage! Why won't you treat me as what I am?! Arsé-kun: Impey: Because compared to me, you're treasure! sheep: Fran: Wrong! sheep: Fran: You're worth everything! Arsé-kun: Impey: No, I'm not! You are! sheep: Fran: Stop! sheep: Fran: *uh. is having convulsions from stress normal??? impey do you know? he's probably having a siezure so you may wanna... chill* Arsé-kun: Impey: ..!!!! *he catches Fran before he inevitably falls. he panics.* sheep: Fran: *he might be conscious? it's hard to tell* Arsé-kun: *No idea. Either way, Impey runs off to get Watson* Arsé-kun: *and Watson shows up in record time*sheep: *Congrats, Watson, you broke the world record!* Arsé-kun: *That's not what matters! What matters is Fran's health, and making sure he doesn't choke on his own saliva. thats a thing that can happen* sheep: *Thanks for this information* Arsé-kun: *For more information, it's suggested the convulsing person is rolled onto their side so they cannot choke or damage their own tongue. And for the love of all that is holy, don't put anything in their mouth.* sheep: *Why would you put anything in their mouth anyway* Arsé-kun: *Fuck if i know* sheep: Nyar: Wow. This looks bad. Arsé-kun: Watson: Shush. sheep: Nyar: Were you not aware of his health condition? Arsé-kun: Watson: Not at all. I was never told, and it had never come up. sheep: Nyar: Well. Now you know. Arsé-kun: Watson: m-hm. *he. doesn't do much. He's just watching* Sheepy: Nyar: We knew about it at the beginning so we paired him up with Impey. Sheepy: Nyar: It was to reduce stress on his behalf. Sheepy: Nyar: We hadn't observed him having another one for a long time so I thought he was okay. I'm very surprised... I wasn't expecting Impey to be the one to trigger it. Sheepy: Nyar: Good job! *he claps* You learned something today, kiddo: Sheepy: Nyar: Mind the limits of others. Sheepy: Nyar: Not everyone is going to just come out and say when you're hurting them. Sheepy: Nyar: It's what makes humans such a complicated species. Arsé-kun: Impey: ... You don't have to rub it in, you know! Arsé-kun: Impey: H-hey, I knew about it..! Sheepy: Nyar: Did you? Arsé-kun: Watson: It's possible he believed it to have stopped, or was such a small event that he did not bother calling attention to it. Sheepy: Nyar: Then why did you push him to his edge? Arsé-kun: Impey: It wasn't intentional, you bully! We both got worked up! Sheepy: Nyar: It's understandable you two both got worked up. Sheepy: Nyar: He was told from a very young age that he's worthless. Nothing. It's learned behavior - it's hard to unteach an old dog old tricks. That's the term, right? Sheepy: Nyar: Either way, you were telling him to ditch everything he believed, everything he placed his values upon, and think the way you do. Sheepy: Nyar: You can't just force yourself on him. You need to be understanding. You need to be gentle. Sheepy: Nyar: ...Believe me, I know from personal experience. I lost my brother because I was too forceful. Arsé-kun: Impey: ..... But then what do I do? Arsé-kun: Impey: Nothing ever works... Arsé-kun: Impey: But I don't want him saying he's trash! Sheepy: Nyar: Well. Sheepy: Nyar: ...Tough question. Sheepy: Nyar: Here's what I think. Sheepy: Nyar: You're on the right path. You're reminding him that he's not worthless. Sheepy: Nyar: But.......... Sheepy: Nyar: You're too forceful. Sheepy: Nyar: You won't stop pushing even when he's visibly stressed. Sheepy: Nyar: You're relying on intimidation even. Arsé-kun: Impey: I didn't mean to.. I got angry.. Sheepy: Nyar: Which is understandable. Arsé-kun: Impey: This one was my fault! Sheepy: Nyar: I get angry when people insult my loved ones. Sheepy: Nyar: But, you need to relax. Be gentle. Don't push when he's visibly stressed.