approximately three minutes after the alarms start going off

[thesettingsun]

SOME OF US DON'T HAVE POWERS THIS BINGO IS RIGGED

[Glad we got the complaining out of the way.]

Comments

[storytelleroftime]

no, I've seen what my arms look like in one of my flashbacks. They look like normal, human arms. So unless my arm just magically turns into some sort of demon claw then I doubt have one. As for anything else about me, well... I can't confirm that yet.

[thesettingsun]

Would your arm suddenly turning into a demon claw one day be better or worse than being born with it?

Anyway. You might have something weird.

[storytelleroftime]

I might. If I do, I just haven't seen it yet. Like maybe I have some sort ofhorriruc, disfiguring facial scars!

[thesettingsun]

Do you remember looking behind you? You could have a tail.

[storytelleroftime]

You know, I could. But also I don't want to be a furry, so I just hope that's not actually the case.

[thesettingsun]

You'd be really well-liked at conventions. And have a really cheap cosplay budget.

[storytelleroftime]

But that would be really inconvenient for my entire wardrobe! They don't exactly make clothing for people with tails you know.

[thesettingsun]

Good point. I take it back, you can only get body parts if they don't interfere with your clothing.

[PRIORITIES]

[storytelleroftime]

Yep! Hopefully I never get anything like that.

[thesettingsun]

Maybe all we'll get is weird memories and that's it.

[storytelleroftime]

Yeah. But somehow... I don't think that will be the case. and if it's not, if we're going to gain owners or have ourselves change... then the only thing we can do is adapt to it and keep living our lives.

[thesettingsun]

No matter how bad it gets, we still have to give Retrospec the middle finger.

Unless we don't have fingers anymore.

[storytelleroftime]

Don't even put that out as a possibility.

[thesettingsun]

There's no reason we couldn't turn into tentacle things. I'm just saying.

[storytelleroftime]

It is, I just really don't want to think about it.

[thesettingsun]

Right. Don't worry about stuff like that unless it happens.

[storytelleroftime]

I know I shouldn't. I just do, okay? Because I can't make myself stop once i get on it! It's like it constantly keeps invading my brain.

Whatever. I'll probably get over it in an hour.

[thesettingsun]

No, I completely get you. Usually distraction works for me? Like, I don't know. Go look at your bingo card and plot something.

[storytelleroftime]

I mean, sometimes? But then it just creates the problem of the fact I know I'm trying to distract myself and so it doesn't work and just, ugh. I'll think of something.

[thesettingsun]

Good luck, fight hard. If nothing else works, you can start randomly looking through Wikipedia, that usually keeps me occupied for half an hour.

[storytelleroftime]

Well, I'll find something to do. Thanks for the advice though. I appreciate the sentiment.

[thesettingsun]

No problem! We're all stuck in this madness together.