>>5314250Speaking of, you segue as your captive groans in pain like a beat-up pinata, what the heck are we gonna do with this dork, anyways?
“He has no reason to assist us,” Sybil begins as she gives Teevor a cold glare, “But he <span class="mu-i">is</span> a researcher here–his knowledge might come in useful if we can restore the lab to working order.”
“Help you? Ugh. You don’t need me for that.” The mage scoffs derisively.
“I dunno about that…” Art retorts, prompting Syb to shift her aforementioned glare over to him. “Sorry ba-err, <span class="mu-i">Syb</span>, but did you guys not hear him earlier? All he needs is a little concentration and boom: no more heads!”
“Errr, actually… maybe you <span class="mu-i">DO</span> need me!” Teevor sputters! “A-alive, that is!”
“Then bust him up a little!” Talbot suggests with a menacing crack of his knuckles! “Dude can’t do magic without his body, right?”
“Nope, can’t do it!” Replies the skeleton with a shake of his hooded head. “Guess you’ve bested me! Drat!”
“Errr, yes he <span class="mu-i">can</span>.” Interjects Syb with another pointed look at the prisoner. “It’d be difficult, of course, but as long as he can speak… hells, even if he <span class="mu-i">couldn’t</span> speak-”
“Do erm… do <span class="mu-i">I</span> get a say in this?” Teevor asks meekly, earning a resounding ‘<span class="mu-i">NO</span>’ from the rest of the team!
“Even if this guy <span class="mu-i">was</span> in the mood to help us,” Art continues, “What’s stopping him from being possessed? He said it himself, you know. You guys <span class="mu-i">want</span> to get chewed on by a demonic skull?”
“But without him we’ll have to resort to guesswork if we come across any consoles or doors, <span class="mu-i">Arthur</span>.” Sybil counters with growing irritation in her voice. Uh oh–she used his name!
“Y-yea, well…” Art stammers, bravely standing his ground, “What’s stopping him from, like, feeding us incorrect info? He could activate the, I dunno, the <span class="mu-r">SHARK TANK</span> function or something!”
“Self-preservation.” Sybil snarls, eyes glowing blue with anger! “It only takes a second to crush a skull, as I’m sure the ‘<span class="mu-g">LEAD RESEARCHER</span>’ is aware…”
“He is!” Teevor yelps from his dangling perch! “I-If it helps you decide at all, I didn’t end up killing any of you, did I? I just want to live a little longer!”
The tension in the room grows as your pals stand by their ideas. Being the <span class="mu-b">HEAD HONCHO,</span> however, it’s up to you to make the call… as usual!
What will you do?
>SMASH THIS SKELETON. HE’S TOO MUCH POTENTIAL TROUBLE!>TAKE HIM ALONG! HE CAN PLAY NICE… OR ELSE!>BRING HIS SKULL–HE WON’T LIKE IT MUCH, BUT TOUGH SHIT!>WRITE-IN! 