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Giovenith wrote:

Monfrox wrote:".......I still say it's bullshit." The User growled.

"Now, User... Dab is our friend. Why would he lie?"

"Stranger things have happened, Giov." The User said. She was still somewhat upset about being half-cat by Dab's will. She'd enjoy it a bit more if it had been her choice, but still. She wasn't going to cry over spilled milk.

Monfrox wrote:

Giovenith wrote:
"Now, User... Dab is our friend. Why would he lie?"

"Stranger things have happened, Giov." The User said. She was still somewhat upset about being half-cat by Dab's will. She'd enjoy it a bit more if it had been her choice, but still. She wasn't going to cry over spilled milk.

"Now since i have got them off my back momentarily, Would you like to be turned back to normal User?"

The Drone Empire wrote:"Oh no, I have plenty of time, dear. Dinner sounds lovely." Darius said kindly, sending his fine coffee mug away. Meanwhile, the Aetherian had finished preparations for the operation,

Swith brought him back to the dining room. "I believe Bran is cooking. Believe it or not, I actually enjoy these sort of mundane, mortal things, and the man is an excellent cook." She sat at a table and gestured for him to join her.

"Tell me a little about your people."

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"I had an incident the other day and took out an entire dimension," Naomi said. "What happened to her?"

Using Rylli's recipe for BLT's (Learned from their fusion), Bran made a fairily slapdash dinner. He unearthed some bottles of Root beer and rolled Dinner out to the others.

"Hungry?" He asked, passing out food before sitting down.

"... Where to begin... Well, she's a witch, her parents were killed in front of her when she was five, a cult kidnapped her and tried to use her as a weapon, did experiments on her to make her stronger, she grew to look at them as her family, then they betrayed her, then she was about to be burned at the stake, but I happened to be passing by... Questions?"

Bone Fort wrote:"... Where to begin... Well, she's a witch, her parents were killed in front of her when she was five, a cult kidnapped her and tried to use her as a weapon, did experiments on her to make her stronger, she grew to look at them as her family, then they betrayed her, then she was about to be burned at the stake, but I happened to be passing by... Questions?"

"How old is she, and do I have to fireproof the living room?"

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Swith hugged Bran. "Thank you! Sandwiches are perfect." She set a plate in front of Darius then took one for herself.

Dabfia wrote:

Monfrox wrote:"Stranger things have happened, Giov." The User said. She was still somewhat upset about being half-cat by Dab's will. She'd enjoy it a bit more if it had been her choice, but still. She wasn't going to cry over spilled milk.

"Now since i have got them off my back momentarily, Would you like to be turned back to normal User?"

"See!" assured Giovenith, "He does know mercy!"

*Before pulling tje switch, she secretly injected him with a rapid regenerative tonic implant. She plulled the switch and within minutes he woke up in a daze with numbness all over his body. He got up slowly, grabbed his clothes and put them on before walking out of his room where he gave his grand daughter a hug before they walked their seperate ways down the hall, Sapphire was heading back to her and Aleki's room while Thriller headed down to the dining room.*

Giovenith wrote:

Dabfia wrote:
"Now since i have got them off my back momentarily, Would you like to be turned back to normal User?"

"See!" assured Giovenith, "He does know mercy!"

"Mercy....maybe. But no, I would not like to be turned back and risk another backfire." She said. "Besides, people don't really seem to think I look bad at all." She pulled her hood down to show Dab what exactly he had created, along with Giov.

"Nine..._{I think}... fireproofing would help... Anything else?"

Monfrox wrote:

Giovenith wrote:
"See!" assured Giovenith, "He does know mercy!"

"Mercy....maybe. But no, I would not like to be turned back and risk another backfire." She said. "Besides, people don't really seem to think I look bad at all." She pulled her hood down to show Dab what exactly he had created, along with Giov.

"You remind me of the other neko's i've seen in my life, besides the unfuse machine doesn't backfire."

Bone Fort wrote:"Nine..._{I think}... fireproofing would help... Anything else?"

"A flammable fourth grader," Naomi chuckled. "You do know I don't know much about kids, right? Do you think I'm capable of handling her? I just wanted someone to nurture, and to teach how to bake cookies and the best way to master the dark forces."

"... That's exactly what she needs, actually. Someone to love her and tell her it will be alright and help her get through the bad nightmares those rare times they come and won't accidently get blasted away... That being said, it's rare that it happens, and even if it did I doubt she can scratch you."

Monfrox wrote:

Giovenith wrote:
"See!" assured Giovenith, "He does know mercy!"

"Mercy....maybe. But no, I would not like to be turned back and risk another backfire." She said. "Besides, people don't really seem to think I look bad at all." She pulled her hood down to show Dab what exactly he had created, along with Giov.

"Ooooo..."

Swith Witherward wrote:Swith hugged Bran. "Thank you! Sandwiches are perfect." She set a plate in front of Darius then took one for herself.

"Thanks, they can't compare to Cuisine's though."

Bran took a seat and uncapped his root beer, glancing at the strange man across the table from him.

"Well at least I'm not alone. And uhm.....Giov....you can let go now..." She said.

Naomi raised her eyebrow and smirked at Bones. "Totenkopf must have forgotten to tell you how he was able to easily break my nose, and that the spiders weighed too much for me to shrug off. I'm fragile. But okay, I'll give it a shot. What nation is she from? Does she speak English?"

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"Bran, you're not a classically trained chef, but you hold your own," Swith smiled.

Monfrox wrote:"Well at least I'm not alone. And uhm.....Giov....you can let go now..." She said.

USER! shouted tsu suddenly popping out of the vent to hug her

Monfrox wrote:"Well at least I'm not alone. And uhm.....Giov....you can let go now..." She said.

"hell even i was a neko once, it didn't turn out well for the guy who did it for me. he got his head cut off with a chainsaw."

Monfrox wrote:"Well at least I'm not alone. And uhm.....Giov....you can let go now..." She said.

She did so. "Oh, hi Tsu!"

Swith Witherward wrote:"Bran, you're not a classically trained chef, but you hold your own," Swith smiled.

"I know, so who's our guest?" Bran inquired, nibbling on his BLT.

Swith Witherward wrote:

The Drone Empire wrote:"Oh no, I have plenty of time, dear. Dinner sounds lovely." Darius said kindly, sending his fine coffee mug away. Meanwhile, the Aetherian had finished preparations for the operation,

Swith brought him back to the dining room. "I believe Bran is cooking. Believe it or not, I actually enjoy these sort of mundane, mortal things, and the man is an excellent cook." She sat at a table and gestured for him to join her.

"Tell me a little about your people."

"Of course, I'm sure there is much curiosity from our rather undue arrival and the events after." Darius said, taking a seat and adjusting himself for comfort.

"Well, while the Drone Empire is our relative, we have gone through multiple changes, from the Droidekarian Imperium after the Empire updated it's entire system to the current, more permanent state of The Immortallium. Do not be mistaken, we have no intentions of removing Humanity from existence, no, this is the first surviving Earth we have discovered in very long time of searching.

I myself, an Machinaat V Mortallium, am simply your equivalent of a laboratory moderator, only the lab is the Earth, and the test is how events would have occurred should humanity survive. It really is quite exciting, millions of years of finding either a dirtball or a Synthetic planet in place of Earth. We treasure such rarities in science.." Darius said contently yet composed, taking a bite of the sandwich as it was served.

"She speaks English, she's from the Friedhof but not Bone Fort proper."

*By the time he walked into the dining room, the putrid smell and his burnt skin was gone, he now looked the way he did before* "I'm alive! And I am harder to kill than I look."

"Thank you." The User said to Giov. She looked back at Dabfia. "Well then, how ni-OOMF!" She fell under the unexpected weight of Tsuyoi.