#iiy

Shut OC: Welp. I'm leaving. Open OC: Where are you going? Shut OC: If you're Open and I'm Shut, we can't get too close or we could go "POW!" Open OC: That doesn't make sense. Shut OC: Don't you remember the last time this happened??? Open OC: No! Show me some proof! Shut OC: Ugh, You know I didn't bring a camera. Open OC: Unless you directly show me the code for this very world, I'm never gonna stop. {Shut OC has an idea.} Shut OC: Iz! That antenna's gotta be useful for something, right? Iz: Proceed. Shut OC: Convince Open OC to respect my social distancing, please. {Iz's antenna does something strange, as does Open OC's.} Iz: Here's a scientific paper on how Open explodes Shut. Open OC: Oh! Cool! transfer.lua Attempt to end a running gag before it's started. Please report this to the artist. Iz: Huh. A lua error. Well, I've done all I can! {Something goes "POW!" as Iz begins to leave.} Iz: That explosion is none of my business.

The Weak, Not, Open, and Float OCs are overlooking a game board. Weak: I equip the gold key Open: Quiqui to F6 Not: I'll cast my +4 on Wall Weak: I drink my beserkium Open: Dump ice on red space Not: Scissors Weak: I have to roll a D7 Float, visibly mortified: What are we playing???

Has runs up to a ghost, confusing it for Float. Has: Ah. This is not a proper revenge.