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Sherlock and Moriarty Chaplog
Based on the update.
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>Greg: Pester Mycroft.
{Scandal's version of the >Jake: Pester Jane log}
-- genialLaw [GL] has started pestering methodicalHagiocracy [MH] --
GL: hey mycroft.
MH: Hello there. I was just about to message you myself.
GL: yeah i heard.
MH: Did you really?
GL: i just finished talking with irene.
MH: ...
MH: What did she tell you?
GL: nothing really. she was vague as usual.
MH: How vague are we talking about here?
GL: well she somehow got me to message you.
GL: you know with her ways and all.
MH: What ways?
GL: you know.... her ways!
GL: girls like her usually have those.
MH: ...
MH: Well whatever. She's becoming rather meddlesome in my affairs despite everything she has done for me.
GL: no no its not like that.
GL: listen mycroft i think we need to have an honest talk.
MH: Oh? About what?
GL: like about our....
GL: stuff. you know?
MH: Stuff?
GL: our feelings.
GL: like how we feel about each other.
MH: ...
MH: Yes.
MH: Alright.
GL: i dont think im wrong when i say we have been a bit reserved around each other.
MH: Have we now?
GL: well i think so. just a hunch.
MH: So is there something you want to say to me, Greg?
MH: About how you feel?
GL: exactly!
GL: i feel that total honesty will be the best policy between us as we continue our adventure.
GL: so lets put all the facts on the table where we can see them.
GL: and with that in mind i wanna ask you something. i hope it doesnt seem too forward.
MH: ...
MH: Do go on.
GL: maybe its just me but i think ive picked up on a few.... hints.
GL: so i just wanna ask oh wow this is actually really hard.
GL: this is actually making me really embarrassed.
MH: No, it's okay...
MH: Please continue.
GL: alright then.
GL: what i want to know is... uh...
GL: do you like me mycroft?
MH: ...
MH: Wait...
MH: What did you say?
GL: i mean do you like me as more than a friend.
GL: do you see us as uh...
GL: a couple?
MH: ...
GL: is that the direction you want us to go?
MH: Well, I...
GL: please mycroft be honest with me.
GL: do you have a crush on me?
MH: No!
GL: i see.
GL: alright then.
GL: wow i really must have misread that one. i feel like sort of an idiot now.
GL: are you sure the answer is no?
MH: I guess...
MH: ...
MH: That certainly was what I said. Ha ha.
GL: yeah fair enough.
GL: jeez i really did put you on the spot didnt i.
GL: this may sound really cocky but i didnt expect that answer.
GL: you must think im a total dick now. wouldnt blame you if you did.
MH: No!!!
MH: Goodness, what am I saying here?
MH: Greg, I didn't mean it! I didn't want to make you feel that way!
GL: wait mycroft lets not backpedal here.
GL: youve spoken the truth and i really appreciate that.
GL: but now that i think about it you know what?
MH: ...
MH: No, what?
GL: dont take this the wrong way but your answer is kind of a relief!
MH: It...is?
GL: i mean you really are cool and handsome and any lady or guy would be lucky to have you.
GL: ive even give the possibility some thought.
MH: You have?
GL: sure mycroft im only human. im going to entertain some ideas and what ifs you know?
GL: like what if this whole stupid game thing ended some day? and you asked me out or something. id probably say yes given all the crap we have gone through together and who knows?
MH: You would??
GL: yeah but im sort of rambling here and the point is that those were just stupid daydreams about stuff and your feelings i thought you had werent even real.
GL: and now weve been honest with each other about this and we can move on to just being great friends.
MH: Friends!
MH: Wonderful!!
GL: and its a weight off of my shoulders to be honest because that was a lot to think of on top off everything else.
MH: Everything else?
GL: things are getting really complicated for me mycroft. with you and moriarty and all the murders and all my friends dying and now...
GL: lets just say its a huge mess.
MH: ...
GL: there are a crapload of irons in the fire mycroft!
GL: so many irons in the huge mess. a huge mess of flaming irons.
MH: And apparently mixed metaphors?
GL: see? you understand.
MH: I really don't, Greg.
GL: oh! mollysprite wants to talk to me about something...
GL: sorry mycroft i gotta go!
GL: it was nice having this honest talk with you. i feel so much better.
MH: ...
MH: Alright then. Good bye.
-- genialLaw [GL] has ceased pestering methodicalHagiocracy [MH] --
Apologies.
-- analAsshole [AA] began pestering methodicalHagiocracy [MH] at 21:24 --
AA: sORry
-- analAsshole [AA] ceased pestering methodicalHagiocracy [MH] at 21:24 --
Well okay.
-- stupidDumbface [SD] began pestering methodicalHagiocracy [MH] at 21:24 --
SD: did he apologise
MH: Yes. But he merely said sorry before ceasing to talk to me.
SD: sigh
SD: i think thats the best ull get
SD: i tried
SD: 2 get him 2 give u an actual apology but i guess were lucky he evn did rly
MH: It is okay. I don't expect him to aplogize to me.
SD: tell me if he actually apologises
MH: I doubt he will, but I will let you know.
SD: ok
Oh look.
-- analAsshole [AA] began pestering methodicalHagiocracy [MH] at 21:42 --
AA: SALlY PUt me uP TO THis so
AA: soRry fOR CAllIng yoU FAT BLaH BLAh it wAS UNCAlLed foR BLAH BLaH BlaH
AA: w/e
MH: Thank you.
MH: Apology accepted.
-- analAsshole [AA] ceased pestering methodicalHagiocracy [MH] at 21:43 --
Okay then. That was unexpected.
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] began pestering stupidDumbface [SD] at 21:46 --
MH: He apologized.
MH: I do not think he meant it, but he did it nonetheless.
SD: good!!!
MH: I am glad this is over with. Goodbye once again.
SD: goodbye!
-- stupidDumbface [SD] ceased pestering methodicalHagiocracy [MH] at 21:48 --
>MH: Shave Anderson's Beard.
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] began pestering analAsshole [AA] at 20:37 --
MH: Anderson, where are you?
AA: iN SAlLys laNd
AA: whY??
MH: Do you mind if I come over?
AA: ........................WHy?????
MH: Just a check up in person. Nothing too important.
AA: okAy thEN
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] flies to LOFAF and locates Anderson --
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] notices the beard and restrains a look of disgust --
MH: Sally was right.
AA: .........
AA: fUCK
MH: That beard doesn't suit you at all.
AA: .............
MH: I believe it needs a trim.
AA: NO
AA: NOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooOOOOOOOO
MH: Come now, don't be alarmed.
AA: NNNNNNnnnnNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooOOOOOO
MH: It's just a trim.
AA: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoOOoooooOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooo
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] takes out Ultra Razorsaurus 5000 --
AA: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
MH: I am sure you will appreciate this.
AA: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] steps closer --
AA: NOOOOOO STAY AWAY YOU MONSTER
MH: Not until that cat on your chin is dealt with.
AA: N
AA: O
AA: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
AA: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
AA: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
-- analAsshole [AA] runs away!!!!!!!!!!!! --
MH: Tut tut. Always difficult.
-- analAsshole [AA] continues running and yelling noooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO as he runs --
AA: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] chases after and lands on top of Anderson --
AA: NO
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] sits on him and pins him down --
AA: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
AA: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
MH: Shut up and let me shave you.
AA: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
-- analAsshole [AA] flails about --
MH: Do you want me to cut you?
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] waves razor menacingly --
AA: I DONT CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARE
MH: Why are you so worked up about your beard?
AA: ITS MY BEARD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MH: And it looks terrible!
AA: I DONT CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARE
MH: Please reconsider for the sake of the rest of us.
AA: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO FUCK YOU GUYS
MH: Sally will leave you if you don't shave. I thought you cared for her.
AA: FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK
MH: ...
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] keeps Anderson still as best he could and moves the dinosaur razor to the stubble --
AA: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] starts shaving with some difficulty --
AA: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
AA: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
AA: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
MH: Would you shut up?
AA: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
MH: ...
AA: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
MH: ...
AA: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] moves around to shave the other side of the chin --
AA: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO YOU FAT FUCK
MH: You...have crossed the line.
AA: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] uses every ounce of his will to stop himself from shoving the blade down Anderson's throat --
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] nicks a part of his chin on purpose --
AA: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
AA: FUCK
MH: That's for not staying still.
AA: NOOOOOONONONONONONONOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] finishes shaving and smirks --
MH: Aside from the blood, you look quite fantastic, if I do say so myself.
AA: GET OFF ME YOU FATASS
MH: ...
MH: No.
MH: Until you apologize.
AA: NO
MH: Then I shall keep myself here.
AA: IM GOING TO DIE
MH: Yes, you will die if you don't apologize to me.
AA: GET OFF MEEEEEEEEEEE
MH: Say please.
AA: NO
MH: Say it.
AA: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
AA: YOU FAT NASTY PIECE OF TRASH
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] crosses his arms and frowns --
MH: Dont make me shave your head as well.
AA: NOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
MH: I will do it.
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] holds the razor out --
AA: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] moves it closer to his hair --
MH: Apologize, Anderson.
AA: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
AA: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
AA: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Before he could cut some of Anderson's locks off, Greg contacts him.
MH: ...
MH: Greg is contacting me.
AA: HAAH
AA: AHAHAHAHHAAHAA
MH: ...
He answers Greg.
-- genialLaw [GL] began pestering methodicalHagiocracy [MH] at 20:59 --
GL: mycroft leave the poor sap alone.
MH: Why should I?
GL: because he isnt worth the trouble.
GL: at least leave his hair.
MH: He is worth every bit of this moment. Besides, it was a formal request.
GL: by whom?
MH: Would you believe me if I said Sally?
GL: ....
GL: yes.
GL: shes been going on about it forever.
GL: last time i talked to her she said she was going to hire a 'hitman'.
GL: didnt know it was you.
MH: She was rather convincing.
GL: the beard is convincing itself.
Mycroft rolls his eyes and does what Greg asks of him.
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] sighs gets off Anderson --
-- analAsshole [AA] rolls away!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! --
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] floats up and watches the other roll away --
MH: Anal Asshole indeed.
AA: FUCK YOU MYCROFT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-- analAsshole [AA] ceased pestering methodicalHagiocracy [MH] at 21:03 --
He talks to Greg once more.
MH: By the way, I let him go.
GL: how much did you get?
MH: He is beardless.
GL: good.
MH: Also he has a bit of a bloody chin.
MH: Not my fault.
GL: hey!
GL: thats not good.
MH: He wouldn't stop squirming.
MH: It is difficult to shave someone when they are flailing underneath you.
GL: sounds like it.
MH: He woudn't shut up either.
MH: He screamed through the whole thing.
MH: I am impressed by his vocal capabilities.
GL: yeah he could probably out scream an entire choir.
MH: It was rather fun while it lasted.
GL: i cant imagine.
MH: Emotionally tormenting Anderson is fun. I wonder what that could mean. Hm. Curious.
GL: most people think that way.
MH: I usually don't get this excited about tormenting others.
MH: Ah well. He's gone now. I can resume with my duties once again.
MH: Good bye.
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] ceased pestering genialLaw [GL] at 21:15 --
Finally, Sally needed to be notified of this accomplishment.
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] began pestering stupidDumbface [SD] at 21:15 --
MH: It's done.
SD: yes
SD: good
SD: srsly ur the gr8st
MH: I may have overdone it a bit.
MH: But he was fighting against me.
SD: wat
SD: u didnt lyk
SD: shave all his hair off did u
SD: i mean he needs a better haircut and all but
MH: Heavens no, but I threatened to.
MH: I just nicked him a bit on the chin.
SD: o ok
SD: w/e thats nbd
MH: He hates me more than ever now, but it was rather fun.
SD: he probably deserved it
SD: didnt he
MH: Yes, he called me fat several times.
SD: omg
SD: r u srs????
MH: Yes.
SD: ...
MH: Be thankful I didn't shove the blade down his throat.
SD: but rly
SD: thank u so so so so much
MH: You are welcome.
MH: Anyway, I had better be off. I have much work to do.
MH: Which includes disposing of this razor.
SD: okay
SD: goodbye mycroft
MH: Goodbye.
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] ceased pestering stupidDumbface [SD] at 21:20 --
>MH: Carry Greg to his Quest Bed.
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] shakes Greg's body after uncovering it from the debris --
MH: Greg...Greg please wake up.
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] stops and thinks for a moment then gently nudges his friend --
MH: ...
MH: Greg...I'm so sorry...
MH: I should have known something was wrong from the start.
MH: I was too confident that no one would find the bunker.
MH: It's all my fault.
MH: Please forgive me...
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] leans in and gently presses a kiss onto Greg's lips --
MH: ...
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] sighs --
GL: ...guhh
MH: Greg?
MH: Greg!
GL: mmm... mycroft?
GL: wh... what happened.
GL: everything hurts.
MH: You...got blown up by the bomb.
GL: ...
GL: ... shit.
MH: But you survived.
MH: Are you...can you move at all?
GL: no...
GL: why... cant i feel my leg?
MH: ...
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] knows his leg is gone but stays quiet --
GL: mycroft?
MH: Maybe it is numb.
GL: oh.
MH: Shh. Save your energy. I'll carry you to your quest bed.
MH: You're hurt quite a lot. I think it's the best option we have.
-- genialLaw [GL] nods weakly --
GL: im gonna die huh.
MH: Not until we get to the bed. Please hold on.
GL: ok mycroft.
GL: i trust you.
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] picks Greg up gently --
-- genialLaw [GL] winces --
MH: Are you okay?
GL: it hurts. dying anyways.
MH: Shhh. Try to not think about the pain.
GL: im gonna die. just like dad.
GL: i miss him you know.
MH: I'm sorry.
GL: i never got to tell him how much he changed my life.
GL: how much he meant to me.
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] starts moving up out of the bunker --
GL: i guess ill get to tell him soon enough huh.
MH: No. Greg, don't say that.
MH: I will bring you back to life.
MH: I promise.
MH: Just keep holding on.
GL: i miss him...
MH: Look at me. Don't close your eyes. Don't go to sleep yet.
GL: mycroft.
MH: Yes?
GL: tell me what happened to my leg.
GL: please.
MH: ...
MH: ...
MH: Are you sure you want to know?
GL: im gonna die anyways. why not?
MH: ...
MH: It's gone.
GL: ...
GL: the whole thing?
GL: just...
GL: ...
MH: I'm so sorry.
GL: well shit.
MH: It's my fault.
GL: i guess i cant take dancing lessons then.
GL: i was looking forward to that.
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] smiles weakly --
MH: No, I'll get you back together again.
GL: ok...
GL: i... trust you mycroft.
MH: I owe you a dance lesson once you're alive again.
MH: Greg, listen to my voice. Keep awake, please.
GL: ill... call you on that favour later... then.
GL: ...
MH: Don't sleep.
MH: Please.
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] panics and starts flying up the stairs --
GL: ..... tired...
MH: No, don't sleep.
MH: Greg?
MH: Can you hear me?
-- genialLaw [GL] has gone idle --
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] stops at the exit --
MH: Oh God no.
MH: Greg.
MH: No, please, no.
MH: Not yet...
MH: Please wake up.
MH: No....
MH: No......
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] bites his lip and moves out of the building --
MH: I promise....I promise to bring you back.
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] carries Greg and flies as fast as he could through the gates to LOCAC and locates the quest bed using his seer powers --
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] descends and gently lays the body upon the stone slate --
MH: Greg...Come back to me, please?
-- genialLaw [GL] 's body starts to glow --
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] stares at the corpse and leans in closer --
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] pauses a moment at the glowing, then moves in to gently kiss Greg on the lips again --
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] lingers a bit then steps away --
-- genialLaw [GL] is surrounded by glowing mosquitoes --
-- genialLaw [GL] ASCENDS --
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] watches the body rise --
-- genialLaw [GL] gasps and wake up --
MH: Good morning.
GL: im... alive.
GL: wow.
GL: being dead really really sucked.
GL: lets not do that again.
MH: Yes, do try and not to die as god tier.
GL: ill try.
-- genialLaw [GL] smiles --
MH: Welcome back, Greg.
GL: i missed you.
MH: I missed you, too.
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] smiles --
-- genialLaw [GL] looks himself over --
GL: i have a cape.
GL: awesome.
MH: Your outfit is rather nice on you.
GL: thanks.
MH: Mage of Life.
GL: looks like it.
MH: Do you suppose you can use your powers to heal others?
GL: probably. thats what my title implies right?
GL: did someone get hurt while i was out?
MH: No, not that I know of, but it may come in handy.
GL: you never know.
MH: And here I thought John was the doctor in training.
GL: seems like i took his job haha.
GL: hes going to be furious.
MH: I don't think he'd be furious. Perhaps annoyed, but not angry.
GL: heh.
GL: im glad you saved me.
MH: We should head back to the others.
MH: Well, you should.
GL: sure.
GL: where is everyone?
MH: Sherlock and John are on LOCAN. They'll be glad to see you alive.
MH: I still have unfinished business to take care of, so I cannot join you.
GL: maybe i can help you. we can finish what youre working on and meet up with the others.
MH: No, this is something I have to do as the seer. You would probably get bored sitting there while I meditate.
GL: of course i wouldnt.
MH: ...
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] shakes head --
GL: im fine as long as i get to spend time with you mycroft.
MH: Oh. Well.
MH: As much as I would love that, I must insist that you go on without me.
MH: I'll be fine.
MH: They will need you more than me.
GL: are you sure?
MH: Yes I am sure.
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] offers a reassuring smile --
GL: alright mycroft i trust you.
MH: Thank you, Greg.
GL: see you later then. if they need me i better get going.
MH: I'll see you soon enough.
-- genialLaw [GL] smiles --
GL: ok lets see if i can get used to flying...
-- genialLaw [GL] nervously jumps up and floats --
GL: ha!
GL: it worked. no more rocket boot incidents for me.
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] chuckles lightly --
MH: Indeed.
-- genialLaw [GL] smiles wider at Mycroft's laugh --
GL: good luck!
MH: And to you as well.
-- genialLaw [GL] flies towards the nearest gate --
-- genialLaw [GL] ceased pestering methodicalHagiocracy [MH] at 00:04 --
-- methodicalHagiocracy [MH] lingers on LOCAC and sits on the now useless bed and sighs heavily --

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>SH: Be awkwardly comforting to your brother.
-- sanctimoniousHermetic [SH] began pestering methodicalHagiocracy [MH] at 20:22 --
SH: Mycroft, is it true?
MH: Yes.
SH: I'm sorry.
SH: Hopefully things will work out and he'll be able to get to God Tier.
MH: Yes, I plan on carrying him to the bed as soon as I take care of some business.
SH: Good.
SH: All the luck to you, then.
MH: Thank you.
-- sanctimoniousHermetic [SH] smiles rather strainedly --
SH: Don't think on it.
-- sanctimoniousHermetic [SH] ceased pestering methodicalHagiocracy [MH] at 20:25 --
>SH: Pester the dino-loving asshole about the whereabouts of the only person you two can mutually tolerate.
-- sanctimoniousHermetic [SH] began pestering analAsshole [AA] at 20:09 --
SH: What's this about a missing Lestrade.
AA: hEs fuCKiNG DEaD
SH: ...
SH: Oh.
SH: Mycroft told you?
AA: yES
SH: Did he say anything about the manner and location?
AA: nO he jUSt sAID GrEG WAs deAd anD THeN IGnORed evEry mESSaGE AftEr it
SH: Upset.
SH: Oh my.
SH: Probably blames himself, the poor sod. I'll have to confront him about it.
AA: yEah gOod fuCkING LuCK WIth thAt
-- analAsshole [AA] ceased pestering sanctimoniousHermetic [SH] at 20:11 --
Perhaps My Answer Has Crossed Yours
There was nothing else to it, really. Sherlock knew at some point he would have to confront his Denizen. Metis, the Denizen of the Hero of Mind, was waiting. Most likely already awake. He had to return.
-- sanctimoniousHermetic [SH] began pestering judiciousWarray [JW] at 19:15 -- SH: John?
JW: Yes?
SH: I think it's time I confronted the Denizen.
JW: The Denizen? You mean that big bad in the middle of your planet?
SH: Mm, yes.
SH: Metis.
JW: Don't you think it's a little early?
SH: I'm nearly at the top of the eccheladder.
SH: Or, in my case, bottom.
JW: Wait, why is it the bottom?
SH: Glitch in the game.
SH: I descend the ladder instead of ascending it.
JW: Oh.
SH: Reichentier. Interesting tier name.
JW: That sounds silly.
SH: In any case, we should... go.
JW: We? You want me to come?
SH: I'd be lost without my Knight.
JW: Hahaha, kind of funny how that turned out, huh? With you as Prince and me as Knight.
SH: Yes. It's fitting, I think. Especially since you have the heart aspect.
JW: Sally was making fun of me for that.
JW: It was an absolutely horrible conversation that I regret every day.
SH: Oh.
SH: I don't see what's so... laughable about the Heart aspect.
JW: It's Sally.
JW: I'm gay because I make tea for you sometimes.
JW: Or because I recommend a book.
JW: Or because my aspect is Heart.
SH: She assumes the worst of everything.
SH: Now... shall we?
-- sanctimoniousHermetic [SH] prepares to go to the Denizen's lair --
JW: This isn't a good idea Sherlock.
JW: We should wait.
JW: Get a little stronger first!
SH: We're going to confront it before long.
JW: But....
SH: Come on, John.
JW: I... fine.
JW: But if it gets too dangerous, we're leaving.
SH: Excellent.
JW: Nope, you have to promise!
SH: Fine, I promise that we will leave once it gets too dangerous.
-- sanctimoniousHermetic [SH] is already finding the loopholes as they go to the lair --
-- judiciousWarray [JW] follows him, staying cautious --
Of course John would object; he was constantly worrying about Sherlock. He had worried about them when they did their ectobiology shenanigans. Of course he’d worry about Sherlock trying to confront a giant monster that was likely to kill them first and ask questions later. But there was no other way about it; he had to face her.
SH: Hm. I'm sure there are traps in this lair. -- sanctimoniousHermetic [SH] scalpelcrops a passing imp --
JW: How many traps?
SH: Mm, who knows?
-- judiciousWarray [JW] sticks behind, picking off the enemies that attempt to flank Sherlock --
-- sanctimoniousHermetic [SH] moves ahead and almost gets shot by an arrow from nowhere --
JW: Woah!
JW: Are you okay??\
-- judiciousWarray [JW] moves over to Sherlock and checks for injuries --
SH: I'm fine.
SH: Come on, let's go.
-- sanctimoniousHermetic [SH] continues to head down the corridor --
-- judiciousWarray [JW] follows him --
-- sanctimoniousHermetic [SH] frowns and pushes John away just in time to avoid another arrow. --
SH: Careful, John.
SH: The tile patterns repeat themselves.
SH: Do avoid stepping on the tiles with diagonals.
-- judiciousWarray [JW] stares at Sherlock, worried --
JW: Maybe we should just leave...
SH: No, no use.
SH: And besides, it's easy trying to find where the traps are.
SH: Stick to the tiles that don't have markings on them!
-- judiciousWarray [JW] sighs --
JW: Fine, alright.
-- sanctimoniousHermetic [SH] grins --
SH: Well, then.
SH: Take my hand.
-- judiciousWarray [JW] slides his hand into Sherlock's tentatively --
SH: See the pattern of the unmarked tiles?
SH: They form the pattern of a dance. The basic box-step.
SH: Therefore, the easiest way to get through this corridor to the Denizen's chamber is to dance.
SH: So dance with me, John.
JW: What??
JW: I can't dance!
SH: Follow the tiles.
JW: I... alright, fine.
JW: Sorry if I step on your feet.
SH: You won't. If you do, you might trigger a trap.
SH: How's that for incentive?
-- judiciousWarray [JW] rolls his eyes --
-- sanctimoniousHermetic [SH] begins to move across the corridor --
-- judiciousWarray [JW] follows, very obviously an amatuer --
SH: Mm, you're doing fine.
-- judiciousWarray [JW] mumbles his thanks --
JW: I...
-- sanctimoniousHermetic [SH] smirks and continues to dance down the hall --
SH: Yes?
JW: Irene gave me a gift, a weapon of some kind.
SH: Really.
JW: It could probably help, with the Denizen.
JW: If worst comes to worst, we could use it.
SH: That could help, yes.
SH: Aha.
SH: We've arrived.
-- judiciousWarray [JW] blinks and looks towards where they'd started --
JW: Oh.
SH: See? Not so terrible, is it?
JW: That was shorter than I expected...
-- sanctimoniousHermetic [SH] scalpelcrops imps guarding the door into the Denizen's chamber --
SH: That's because we avoided the traps.
-- judiciousWarray [JW] smiles --
-- sanctimoniousHermetic [SH] smiles back --
SH: Shall we?
JW: Yes.
-- sanctimoniousHermetic [SH] enters the Denizen's chamber --
-- judiciousWarray [JW] stays behind for a moment to pick off a few imps following behind them --
SH: Oh dear. -- judiciousWarray [JW] turns and bristles at the Denizen --
Metis had purple wings, dark purple wings that seemed to take up the entire chamber. Sherlock couldn’t help but feel a frission of fear. The Denizen was certainly imposing, even if she looked like a giant browser icon.
She was also decidedly awake, prematurely. Sherlock frowned. He strode closer, looking back at John in an “it’ll be all right” sort of way. The Denizen was awake, but Sherlock could deal with her. He hoped.
Ah, the Prince has come early.
“You woke up early,” Sherlock pointed out bluntly.
Yes. I can see that. You are a bit premature, but I suppose we work with what we have. I am obliged to kill you, but that would be such a waste.
Sherlock said nothing, only waiting.
You have a choice, Mr. Holmes. As the Prince of Mind, you have the power to destroy. What I offer you is the choice between truth and victory. There is only one chance.
Sherlock closed his eyes.
“Oh dear, this is quite the choice,” he muttered. “Truth or victory. Is there truth in victory? Victory in truth?” He hears nothing in response and opens his eyes, analysing Metis carefully.
“I can see that you, as a Denizen, are named after the Titan Metis, the first wife and older sister of Zeus. Goddess of wisdom and deep thought, as well as magical cunning. Trickster, yet occasionally prudent and wise. Mother of Athena, and would-be mother of a son who would eventually overthrow Zeus. How intriguing. Is it sad, then, that you are attributed as the mother of a daughter who clearly outshines you? Only a fly on the wall –”
You speak as rashly as ever, Prince. Metis did not sound very amused, and with a sinking feeling Sherlock realised that bluntly deducing his Denizen wasn’t the best way to convince her not to eat him.
A fight seemed imminent.
JW: Christ! -- judiciousWarray [JW] rubs his head, then his eyes --
SH: Not good?
JW: Do we have to fight it?
SH: No choice now, I think.
-- sanctimoniousHermetic [SH] takes out scalpelcrop and doomfiddle --
JW: She looks dangerous, Sherlock.
SH: Yes, she does.
SH: That's the point of a Denizen
JW: Maybe we should leave...
-- judiciousWarray [JW] pulls out his pistol regardless --
SH: No point now.
SH: She's already awake.
SH: If we leave now she'll wreak havoc.
-- judiciousWarray [JW] laughs under his breath, finding himself not very nervous at all --
-- sanctimoniousHermetic [SH] chuckles, but the smile quickly slips as Metis attacks --
SH: Vatican cameos! -- judiciousWarray [JW] ducks, taking a few shots at the Denizen --
It seemed futile, the battle. There goes another item on the regret list: not going through all of the gates before confronting the Denizen. Oh well, couldn’t be helped.
Metis lunged at Sherlock, her wings poised to strike. He retaliated as best he could on the Doomfiddle and the scalpelcrop, but he was only able to achieve minimal damage. Curse himself and his big mouth.
Sherlock had to quell the instinct to panic every time the Denizen got near John, but John was holding out well on his own. He was shooting with calm and accuracy, darting away from the wings whenever possible. But Metis managed to get in her blows. Sherlock was by now nursing several bruises and had nearly broken his arm while playing the Doomfiddle during one of her attacks. John was no better, almost limping after she had hit his legs.
JW: Shit... JW: Sherlock!
SH: John?
SH: John!
SH: Are you all right?
JW: I'm fine.
JW: I'm going to use Irene's gift.
SH: All right.
-- judiciousWarray [JW] digs in his pocket sylladex for the brown, nondescript box --
SH: Hurry, John!
-- judiciousWarray [JW] opens it and yanks out a bomb --
JW: What...
SH: ...
A bomb. Sherlock winces as he sees the timer. It was counting down extremely fast, and Sherlock quickly realised he only had two minutes and twenty-one seconds before it would explode and presumably take them all down. Sherlock, Denizen, John –
No. Not John. John didn’t have to be here. He didn’t have to die. Sherlock wasn’t going to let him die.
-- sanctimoniousHermetic [SH] takes the bomb from John -- SH: Get back against the wall. As far away as possible.
JW: Wait, what about you?
SH: Don't worry about me.
JW: I'm not leaving without you.
SH: John, get away!
JW: Not unless you're coming with!
-- sanctimoniousHermetic [SH] hurls the bomb at the Denizen and grabs John's pistol --
SH: Please, John. I'll be fine.
SH: We don't have much time.
SH: I want you to do this for me after the explosion.
SH: Take me to the Quest Bed.
JW: Wha...
JW: But....
-- judiciousWarray [JW] hesitates --
SH: John. Please.
SH: I'm not repeating it again.
JW: What if I take too long?
SH: You have a rocketpack.
JW: Can't you come with me?
-- sanctimoniousHermetic [SH] aims the pistol at the bomb --
SH: I don't think I'll be able to. You'll have to take me there.
SH: Goodbye, John.
-- sanctimoniousHermetic [SH] shoots the bomb --
JW: SHERLOCK!
-- sanctimoniousHermetic [SH] shields John from the bomb --
-- sanctimoniousHermetic [SH] ceased pestering judiciousWarray [JW] at 22:00 --