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Nov 12, 2010 15:12

[Tada! It's Spirit! On video! Again. He looks a bit grumpy, and this is why:]

Hey, Excalibur. I need to talk to you about something.

[He scowls again and scratches his arm absently and then ON TO SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT.]

Alright, everyone. My daughter Maka's birthday is next week, so all of you had better wish her a happy birthday! If you want to know what she looks like, just look here:

[He switches the feed--still scratching that same place on his arm--to display this image:]




[When it switches back to Spirit, he's wiping his eyes. Clearly this picture means a lot to him.]

My little girl is growing up so quickly--[Yep, still scratching that arm. I wonder why?]--it seems like only yesterday that she was sitting on my lap reading stories. I just can't imagine that she's--[Now rolling up that sleeve to see what's itching so much and--oh. It's. A neat little row of Stein!stitches. Ffffuuuuuuuuuuuu--]

[BRB KICKING DOWN STEIN'S DOOR (LIKE A BOSS)]

BASTARD! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO ME?!

[The door slooooowly opens--how Stein manages that effect NO ONE KNOWS--and Stein appears in the doorway, a spectacularly blank expression on his face.]

Do you need something Spirit? You're making a lot of noise.

[hello Stein you appear to be THROTTLED BY SPIRIT NOW.] WHAT EVEN THE HELL DO YOU CALL THIS?! [In theory he is gesturing to his arm. But. He's throttling Stein, so he can't. FORESIGHT FAIL.]

[Stein must be used to the whole throttling thing (protip: he is) because his expression hasn't changed.] I'm not sure what you're talking about.

AAAAGGGHHHHHHH [SCREAM OF EPIC PROPORTIONS, STEIN. laksjfjdsh] I SPECIFICALLY SAID NO EXPERIMENTS, YOU DERANGED FREAK! Don't screw with me!

Oh, that. [Finally Stein shows some sort of expression. Sadly, it is a look of utter innocence. INAPPROPRIATE.] I really couldn't help myself, you still look so cute in your sleep!~

[What. Just... what. WHAT.] Bastard.

[At this point all Spirit is going to get is this sweet little smile.] Don't worry Spirit, next time I'll make a bigger improvement. You are my greatest experiment you know.

SLKDAJELWJS:;fj [Yes, he just verbally keysmashed. DEATH SCYTHE POWER #352! And at this point Spirit just. Runs off. Screaming. Leaving Stein standing blankly in the doorway like the femme fatale love interest in an old film noire movie. Only not.]

[After a moment the screaming abruptly stops and Spirit returns to very calmly shut off the guide.]

dr. franken stein, spirit albarn (death scythe)

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