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WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, GUNDAM TANAKA. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 014.23.695.34 *** BeastofPerdition has joined 014.23.695.34 <BeastofPerdition> Do not waste my time. | ||||
[Sure, this took a few days for her to actually get the gumption to do. But she's stewed too long about this to just... let it go.
A minotaur. A minotaur.
That means she's turning into a cow.
There's gotta be some upsides to this, right? Some hidden, silver lining?
And who would know the secret pros to being a cow better than their SHSL Animal Breeder?
So she's going to wait around the keep for Gundam, making a beeline over when she spots him.]
-- Tanaka. I need to borrow you for a minute.
A minotaur. A minotaur.
That means she's turning into a cow.
There's gotta be some upsides to this, right? Some hidden, silver lining?
And who would know the secret pros to being a cow better than their SHSL Animal Breeder?
So she's going to wait around the keep for Gundam, making a beeline over when she spots him.]
-- Tanaka. I need to borrow you for a minute.
hi tanaka (this is yuya sakaki) (*・ω・)ﾉ
sorry if this is weird, but could i ask you to help me with something?
it shouldnt take too long but it's kind of ... monster stuff (⌒_⌒;)
you seemed like the best person to ask
[There aren't a whole lot of other soul feeders that he knows and... if not trusts, at least thinks they're probably a good person and won't likely judge for this kind of thing.]
sorry if this is weird, but could i ask you to help me with something?
it shouldnt take too long but it's kind of ... monster stuff (⌒_⌒;)
you seemed like the best person to ask
[There aren't a whole lot of other soul feeders that he knows and... if not trusts, at least thinks they're probably a good person and won't likely judge for this kind of thing.]
It isn't weird at all.
To seek the council of a demon is a rather normal occurrence where I come from.
How may I be of assistance?
[Admittedly he'd figure people would ask him for animal help rather than monster help, so that part is a little surprising. But he's here to help!]
To seek the council of a demon is a rather normal occurrence where I come from.
How may I be of assistance?
[Admittedly he'd figure people would ask him for animal help rather than monster help, so that part is a little surprising. But he's here to help!]
thanks then. well, without going into details (／ω＼) i turned a few people into stone recently....
i'd really like to find a way to cure them but i don't know if they're still alive. they're supposed to be, but i can't exactly check their pulse like this so, i was wondering if a demon or a shade could at least tell if their soul is still there?? i don't think i can stop myself from petrifying, so i have to know (＞﹏＜)
i'd really like to find a way to cure them but i don't know if they're still alive. they're supposed to be, but i can't exactly check their pulse like this so, i was wondering if a demon or a shade could at least tell if their soul is still there?? i don't think i can stop myself from petrifying, so i have to know (＞﹏＜)
Edited 2016-04-07 21:34 (UTC)
Ah, that is quite the predicament...
Traditionally speaking, in most cases petrifaction is non-lethal.
To cure it you would need to sprinkle the blood of whatever beast caused the ailment onto the victim, but would have to be cautious in doing so. To touch the blood of the beast - Medusa, the Basilisk, and creatures similar to them - would turn you to granite, so you would need to carry it within another vessel that would turn to granite itself instead.
In some stories and myths, killing the perpetrator would also reverse damage done.
Of course, many things have not followed such reasonable laws on this peninsula, and you may find yourself facing different circumstances.
[History 101 with Gundam Tanaka.]
Where should I meet you?
I am not positive if I will be able to tell one way or another, but I am willing to try.
Traditionally speaking, in most cases petrifaction is non-lethal.
To cure it you would need to sprinkle the blood of whatever beast caused the ailment onto the victim, but would have to be cautious in doing so. To touch the blood of the beast - Medusa, the Basilisk, and creatures similar to them - would turn you to granite, so you would need to carry it within another vessel that would turn to granite itself instead.
In some stories and myths, killing the perpetrator would also reverse damage done.
Of course, many things have not followed such reasonable laws on this peninsula, and you may find yourself facing different circumstances.
[History 101 with Gundam Tanaka.]
Where should I meet you?
I am not positive if I will be able to tell one way or another, but I am willing to try.
[Wow. He wasn't expecting an actual cure suggestion. Even if he's doubtful of it because he's pretty sure his blood has never turned anything to stone, that was nice of him?? And he will try anything if it could work... maybe he'll give it a shot when they meet.]
I'm hiding most of them in a building near my apartment... can you go there?
[He gives him an address. Though before he can answer, he adds a little more.]
...how much blood?
I'm hiding most of them in a building near my apartment... can you go there?
[He gives him an address. Though before he can answer, he adds a little more.]
...how much blood?
[Gundam isn't one to pass up the chance to share what he knows about mythological beasts.
Also "most of them" Yuya how many people did you turn to stone...]
Not much blood is usually required. A few drops is enough.
But yes, I can meet you there.
It should not take long to reach such a location by flight.
[Which he can do now!!]
Also "most of them" Yuya how many people did you turn to stone...]
Not much blood is usually required. A few drops is enough.
But yes, I can meet you there.
It should not take long to reach such a location by flight.
[Which he can do now!!]
[Even he isn't sure. Berserk Mode is a hell of a drug. But he also kind of stoned his not!girlfriend so she is hidden in the actual arcpartment instead of the spooky abandoned one because you have to be nicer to the bae.
Learning that he can fly isn't a huge surprise... he had the outlines of wings the last time he saw him, and he's getting used to that sort of thing in general. So he just kind of smiles gratefully at the screen in response.]
that's cool. (*^‿^*) thanks again, see you in a bit?
Learning that he can fly isn't a huge surprise... he had the outlines of wings the last time he saw him, and he's getting used to that sort of thing in general. So he just kind of smiles gratefully at the screen in response.]
that's cool. (*^‿^*) thanks again, see you in a bit?
In no time at all
[And he really does try to make the flight quick! Though he's still a little ways away from Bavan so it's not the shortest trip. But soon enough he's outside the apartment, looking around for Yuya as he knocks on the door. Just in case the Naga was actually waiting for him outside rather than in.]
[And he really does try to make the flight quick! Though he's still a little ways away from Bavan so it's not the shortest trip. But soon enough he's outside the apartment, looking around for Yuya as he knocks on the door. Just in case the Naga was actually waiting for him outside rather than in.]
[At least, Yuya's aware of the fact that they live in that castle, having visited it during the bloody bones' attack. He's not sure how long exactly it would take to travel from there, but he isn't kept waiting too long. He answers the door, saying "Hello" - but it comes out as a burst of white noise. He looks frustrated briefly before just giving Gundam a nod and beckoning him inside.
The apartment is empty, except for Yuya's victims. He was able to recover three of them. Eerily enough, their expressions are mostly blank ... they'd been properly mesmerized, so they could easily be mistaken for a normal statue without a base. Still, it's uncomfortable for him to look at, and there's some shame on his face as he can't even say anything about them. He doesn't know who they are or what, exactly, he did... but his network device and a pad of paper are on a nearby kitchen counter, so he'll go to retrieve those first before dwelling on this. That way, they can talk.]
The apartment is empty, except for Yuya's victims. He was able to recover three of them. Eerily enough, their expressions are mostly blank ... they'd been properly mesmerized, so they could easily be mistaken for a normal statue without a base. Still, it's uncomfortable for him to look at, and there's some shame on his face as he can't even say anything about them. He doesn't know who they are or what, exactly, he did... but his network device and a pad of paper are on a nearby kitchen counter, so he'll go to retrieve those first before dwelling on this. That way, they can talk.]
There once was a boy who was a Halloween fanatic. He loved dressing up for Halloween, he loved pulling pranks and watching horror movies, and above everything else... he loved candy. One fateful year, while he went trick-or-treating, he visited a house. This house was creepy as hell! It was big, it was old, it smelled like a grandmother and it was owned by a happy, old rich couple. The boy came here thinking that he would be handed out big chocolate bars, because it was a rich person's house but when he knocked on their door... he was handed a bag of that shitty candy that nobody likes! Tootsie rolls, shitty flavoured dum-dums, those weird... peanut things... needless to say, the boy was heartbroken. He was so heartbroken that he died, right there on their porch and now, every Halloween he goes out and finds people to curse. He wants everyone to suffer the same way he did!
Everybody is already suffering from his curse!! Send this to ten people to break the curse, or to avoid getting cursed, or you'll be stuck looking freakier than usual for the rest of your life!!!!!!!!!!
Everybody is already suffering from his curse!! Send this to ten people to break the curse, or to avoid getting cursed, or you'll be stuck looking freakier than usual for the rest of your life!!!!!!!!!!
[...ugh but he's kind of curious. It wasn't a long story, but there was still more to it than those two sentences. After browsing the network a little, he eventually wanders back to his inbox to read the rest of it over.
...and regrets it. That was stupid. What was any of that even supposed to be? Is that really some kind of curse or hex at the bottom? There's no finesse to it, it can't be real.]
...and regrets it. That was stupid. What was any of that even supposed to be? Is that really some kind of curse or hex at the bottom? There's no finesse to it, it can't be real.]
[And yet, a few minutes later, he's reading it over again. Because hold up...if this text really is cursed...
No no, that's silly. Unless he reads it out loud, it wouldn't have any effect anyway. And he's definitely not stupid enough to read text of any kind out loud until he knows it's safe. Hah, how stupid does this person think he is?]
No no, that's silly. Unless he reads it out loud, it wouldn't have any effect anyway. And he's definitely not stupid enough to read text of any kind out loud until he knows it's safe. Hah, how stupid does this person think he is?]
There once was a boy who was a Halloween fanatic. He loved dressing up for Halloween, he loved pulling pranks and watching horror movies, and above everything else... he loved candy. One fateful year, while he went trick-or-treating, he visited a house. This house was creepy as hell! It was big, it was old, it smelled like a grandmother and it was owned by a happy, old rich couple. The boy came here thinking that he would be handed out big chocolate bars, because it was a rich person's house but when he knocked on their door... he was handed a bag of that shitty candy that nobody likes! Tootsie rolls, shitty flavoured dum-dums, those weird... peanut things... needless to say, the boy was heartbroken. He was so heartbroken that he died, right there on their porch and now, every Halloween he goes out and finds people to curse. He wants everyone to suffer the same way he did!
Everybody is already suffering from his curse!! Send this to ten people to break the curse, or to avoid getting cursed, or you'll be stuck looking freakier than usual for the rest of your life!!!!!!!!!!
Everybody is already suffering from his curse!! Send this to ten people to break the curse, or to avoid getting cursed, or you'll be stuck looking freakier than usual for the rest of your life!!!!!!!!!!
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