Ravenclawjedi42

“I have realized what happened last night. I forgot to read what had happened at the end of the previous day, which was a very stupid mistake of mine. I don’t quite remember, at best I skimmed, but I was voting for a previous version of you, from when you were still claiming Seeker. I apologize, and I no longer think that you are as suspicious as you were before.”

“No, you gave reasons. And I should address them. Give me a moment.” Dasenk looks through a transcript of last night. “I didn’t say that you didn’t give reasons, or at least that isn’t what I meant. I meant that you didn’t have the best reasoning in switching from Rem to me. I personally think that Rem seems much more likely to be Spiked, but that’s just primarily because I’m me. My vote on Sono was…regrettable. I don’t think I was there much at sunset, if at all, and I had voted for Sono an hour or so earlier for reasons that I stated then, hoping that the vote would become untied by sunset. I think. It’s been a while since that happened, I’ll reread a transcript to make sure that this is accurate. And my suspicion of you could seem suspicious as I did not often give reasons, which make sense, but that is because either I did not have reasons and it was a gut instinct or because my reasons were already summed up by previous points.”

“That might not be the best reason to vote for me, Pending. I might put my vote on Rem, as he does seem suspicious and perhaps this will convince you not to vote for me. Again not the best reasons to vote for someone but—“ Dasenk doesn’t finish that sentence, as he realized that he hadn’t planned out the end of it.

“Squeak squeak. Squeak squeak squeak squeak squawk squeak squeak.”

“A drink sounds nice,” Itsuki says. He was all the way into this investigation idea. He liked helping people, but he was hardly the most qualified person for it. Perhaps he should just let these powerful magic people do the work themselves, without Itsuki dragging them down. But that would mean losing his new friends! No, Itsuki reminds himself. Not friends yet. Probably friends never, considering how I’m me.

Itsuki looks around strangely. "That was...that was magic!" Itsuki couldn't believe it. Real magic...not like Shadesmar, which had been called magic by a random guy that Itsuki met there, but was actually just a bunch of beads. But this...rebuilding a destroyed building.... This was wonderful.

Karchuk squeaks sadly.

In an RP I am a part of, one of my characters is a skeletal squirrel. My original plan was for him to communicate with the current characters via unkeyed duralumin metalminds, but I wasn't sure whether this would actually be feasible, and as such I began to wonder what we know about non-humans using metalminds. This goes for both species like chasmfiends, mistwraiths or other (for lack of a better term) non-intelligent animals, and also for species like the singers or kandra or spren.

Karchuk squeaks in a cute manner and looks offended. It is clear that he cannot speak human, however.

"I do not know. I just heard that there was wreckage, and I only just got back here from work. I only know what you know." This was curious. Who would do such a thing? Destroying a building...the committer of the the crime had to be stopped. But who was Itsuki to investigate? The work was best left to somebody else...but if he wanted these people to be his friends and they were investigating....

No, they didn’t. Dasenk sighs and stares at Pending, regretful of the death that could have happen, if only everyone else hadn’t voted for one of the few people that Dasenk hadn’t felt too much suspicion for. But no. Soon was dead, and Pending—in Dasenk’s mind, almost certainly Spiked—was staying alive. This did mean that the other Spiked was almost certainly among Jorrick, Onon, Rem, or Rilla. Dasenk personally thought that it was Pending, but honestly it could be any of them.

“What?! Why is everybody shooting at me?” Stitch shoots back in his signature manner, continuously and without stop.

The skeletal runs away and paws at Ella’s leg.

The skeletal jumps back, then looks sad. It then runs to the hallway, and goes up to Ella. @Ookla the Prehistoric

“Who is this?” Stitch asks Ryn. “Are you…the fabled ghost? The one-who-haunts-the-creators-of-games?” Stitch lands in the extreme desert and exits his ship with his mushrooms, which are as big as he is.

“Ay! What’s wrong with a little death? I wanna make Zil-Zira happy!” Stitch flies closer to the surface.

“What was that for?!” Stitch asks, genuinely confused. Then he shoots back many, many times.

“Sure! I love killing, especially humans!” Stitch keeps shooting with his signature bad aim in very high quantities.

BOOM POW ZABRAK KRAKOW ZAP! More bullets are badly aimed at Lollies.

The squirrel skeletal runs up and sniffs Maki.

Edit: this was also my thousandth post. It wasn’t anything that was suggested in my SU, but I just really wanted to make an image of Stitch and I thought it would work for the thousandth.

Stitch shoots Lollie in the back, or roughly in that area. And then does it again. And again. And again. And again. And again.

If anybody was looking close, they’d notice a skeletal squirrel watching the training with a close eye.