Yea, you interrupt as you confidently stride closer to Izitha and her coworkers, anyone <span class="mu-i">ELSE</span> in the mood for casual <span class="mu-s">NOT GETTING EATEN BY SOME JERK WHO DOESN’T EVEN HAVE A REAL NAME!?</span>
“He…” The witch groans, slapping her bony palm to her face, “He <span class="mu-i">has</span> a name, stupid, but the mere utterance of it could very well reduce your already simplistic mind into <span class="mu-i">pudding-</span>”
Hey, let’s play a game, you continue with an unflappable look on your face, raise your hand if you don’t think this crazy bitch won’t feed you to her demonic sugar daddy. C’mon, raise ‘em!
The skeletons exchange terrified looks as the High Scholar watches them all like a hawk. A few silent moments pass before one by one, all of the remaining lab techs raise their hands. Wow, you scoff, you guys are <span class="mu-i">dipshits</span>!
“Nnnno,” Mutters a deep-voiced mage, “You said ‘<span class="mu-i">Raise your hand if you DON’T think this crazy bitch WON’T feed you’</span>...”
“She did, didn’t she?” Remarks another wearing a pair of crystalline bifocals.
“Not in proper grammatical fashion, of course,” Adds a tall skeleton with a bushy mustache peeking out of his hood, “But she did indeed.”
“Double-negatives…”
Alright, you growl, so if you guys wanna avoid becoming <span class="mu-r">DEMON CHOW,</span> whaddaya gotta’ do, huh?!
“HOLD A REELECTION!”
“HAVE A STAFF MEETING!”
“PEN A FIRM, BUT CONCISE MEMO!”
Looking to you for confirmation, you send a disbelieving glance in Teevor’s direction. <span class="mu-i">Seriously</span>?
“These erm… these are extraordinary times, but-”
“<span class="mu-s">SILENCE!</span>” Roars the witch, causing the remaining machines and lights to flicker wildly around the lab! “Do you not remember who took charge of our exodus from our home plane? Who kept you all safe and sane in a strange and hostile environment!? Why do you doubt me now on our eve of triumph?!”
Because they know you’re gonna go all ‘crazy girlfriend’ on them the first chance you get, you retort! Look at Syb–she’s been dating Art for only a few threads now and she’s totally <span class="mu-i">lost</span> it!
“W-well we aren’t strictly speaking <span class="mu-i">dating</span>...” The Goth mutters as she sheepishly shuffles from foot to foot.
“Wait, wha?”
“Not <span class="mu-i">NOW</span>, ART!” She hisses!
See? The way you see it, you continue, they’ve got two choices: team up with you and live to see tomorrow, or team up with <span class="mu-r">DOCTOR BITCH</span> here and become <span class="mu-r">DEMON CHOW!</span>
“I-Is there um…” Squeaks Rodhi as she peeks out from behind the control booth, “A th-third option?”
Yea, you nod, she can go free!
… If she can get past <span class="mu-r">LIL’ STANLEY,</span> that is!
Following your pointed finger, the meek mage watches with growing horror as the terrible trash panda idly gnaws on Talbot’s shoulder!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wiX8CJqt3Fc>CONTD. 