2nd Atrocity - Bring Out Your Dead!

[inthenertz]

[Action | In Route to Post Office][Someone made the mistake of telling Black Mage that you could trade body parts for your spells back

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[inthenertz]

[Well, she's pointing a gun at him and he doesn't have any of his spells.

Time to lie!]

Taking this poor jerk to the hospital. He tripped.

[inthenertz]

[Also he is probably going the wrong way for the hospital.

Kinda just beelining it for the post office.]

Yeah, he tripped.

Into knives.

That I was juggling.

I juggle knives.

[[Okay, that took a lot of thinking but BM is pretty sure he covered the knives, the stabbing and all the blood on himself.

This is so much easier when he is dealing with idiots.]]

[abravelikehero]

[Wait a second, that's his brand new party member!]

Wh-what are you doing!?

[inthenertz]

[Still rolling that corpse along. He even sounds cheerful.]

Getting back what's rightfully mine.

[abravelikehero]

[He starts following because this is just wrong.]

But... Red Mage.... How did he die? What do you mean getting back what's yours. What happened to him?

[A pause as he thinks about it.]

Did... d-did you hurt him?

[inthenertz]

I'm not a white mage but I'd guess it might have been one of those knives.

[BM, remember, your new here. Lie!]

No, I didn't. It's one of his genetic disorders.

[vertulpen]

[On his work break, outside the pharmacy. Netherlands simply watches, eyebrow raised, wordless.

. . . why were there so many psychos here.]

Sure you're goin' the right way?

[inthenertz]

Yep, you want to volunteer to the cause?

[Happy little creep.]

[vertulpen]

. . .

[Ugh he doesn't know whether to respond or not because hello, weirdo, and things usually end bad here when he talks to the strange ones.]

. . . cause?

[inthenertz]

Yeah, I need to trade things to the post office. You want to join me?

[smallestgrave]

[Cue a boatload of shock and horror over here. When she's done with her shocked staring, Alice will hurry over.]

Wh- what happened? Were you attacked? Who would do such a horrible thing?

[inthenertz]

Oh, we're fine. Just had a little argument.

It's better now.

[Still strolling along.]

[smallestgrave]

An... an argument?

[She just.... does not even.]

You mean to say that you did this?

[inthenertz]

Yeah, pretty good right? I hit five vital organs with six knives.

[puppeteerings]

[oh why do you look like my "husband"-

wait what in the Akasha's name--]

Oi! What do you think you're doing? [Except it's 100% sheer "what the fuck" and no fear or disgust. Seriously what is going on here.]

[inthenertz]

[Well, still not going to stop walking.]

Hey!

I don't whistle that badly.

It's a good song too. I don't care what you say.

[puppeteerings]

I'm talking about the body.

[inthenertz]

Oh, that.

I'm trading it in for a better model.