Karson: Maaaan we are so done for.
Dr Ebon: No, your done for you screwed up...you made the mistakes.
Karson: THE HELL WITH YOU, IM THE ONE WHOS MADE THE CONTACTS, SET UP THE SMUGGLING OF THOSE WHO WONT BE MISSED, I PROVIDED THE RAW MATERIALS FOR OUR EXPERIMENTS, SO HOW IS THIS MY FAULT!
-The room begins to shimmer and quake with built up energies-
Dr Ebon: Thats impressive, making the room shake like that when its but a mental represntation of our co-habitation in this body, this mind.
Karson: I am not playing games!
Dr Ebon: Game? You think this is freaking game?
-The doctor moves across the room and with a quick cut of a surgical knife rips off a portion of Karsons red sleeve, showing a right arm starting to show signs of disease(s), yes thats right plural-
Dr Ebon: YOU THINK THIS IS A GAME? YOU CANT EVEN FOLLOW SIMPLE SANITATION AND MAGICAL PROTECTION INSTRUCTIONS, FIRST AND SECOND CIRCLE SPELLS EVEN A TWO YEAR OLD COULD REMEMBER TO CAST!
Karson: The diseases? Your worried about the fecking diseases? YOU KNOW WHO THEY SENT AFTER US!! IF SHE FINDS US THESE FECKING DISEASES WILL BE THE LEAST OF OUR WORRIES!
Dr Ebon: GET OUT, I NEED TIME TO THINK, GET THE HELL OUT, AND FOR GODS SAKE GO THROUGH ALL OF OUR EQUIPMENT AND ERASE THE ARCANE SYMBOLS LIKE IVE TOLD YOU TO DO EVERY DAY SINCE WE LEFT AMN!
Karson: GO TO HELL DOCTOR!
*A door slams shut loudly, echoing across the "room".
-The doctor stands there for a moment, breathing heavily before turning and knocking a table full of corpse preserving fluids over, the room quickly filling with the foul smelling substances-
Dr Ebon: SHIT! DAMN IT KARSON!.
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Dr Ebon: Karson?
*Sound of water dripping*
Dr Ebon: Oh look now...stop this nonsense, we've gotten out of worse you said it yourself remember?
*Sound of water dripping*
Dr Ebon: Why are we down here anyway? There is nothing left of our lab, we destroyed it when those curious heros stumbled upon it remember?
*Sound of water dripping*
Dr Ebon: I thought we were done skulking about in the sewers?!
*Sound of water dripping*
Dr Ebon: Ok, come on Karson this silent treatment is really immature and annoying.
*Sound of water dripping*
Dr Ebon: I'm going to give your magical music box to Sergi so he can play it during our operations in the mortuary!
*Sound of water dripping*
Karson: If you touch my music box you die.
Dr Ebon: Promises promises...see speaking wasn't so hard now was it?
*Sound of water dripping*
Karson: Go away, I don't want to talk to you right now...
Dr Ebon: Uhh...how many times have we had this talk? It's not like I can just leave..
*Sound of water dripping*
Dr Ebon: Karson?
*Sound of water dripping*
*Dr Ebon sighs*
*Sound of water dripping*
Dr Ebon: Oh look now...stop this nonsense, we've gotten out of worse you said it yourself remember?
*Sound of water dripping*
Dr Ebon: Why are we down here anyway? There is nothing left of our lab, we destroyed it when those curious heros stumbled upon it remember?
*Sound of water dripping*
Dr Ebon: I thought we were done skulking about in the sewers?!
*Sound of water dripping*
Dr Ebon: Ok, come on Karson this silent treatment is really immature and annoying.
*Sound of water dripping*
Dr Ebon: I'm going to give your magical music box to Sergi so he can play it during our operations in the mortuary!
*Sound of water dripping*
Karson: If you touch my music box you die.
Dr Ebon: Promises promises...see speaking wasn't so hard now was it?
*Sound of water dripping*
Karson: Go away, I don't want to talk to you right now...
Dr Ebon: Uhh...how many times have we had this talk? It's not like I can just leave..
*Sound of water dripping*
Dr Ebon: Karson?
*Sound of water dripping*
*Dr Ebon sighs*
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*A door opening and shutting slowly, quietly*
Karson: Doctor?
*The sound of a razor sharp knife delicately cutting flesh*
Karson: Doctor? You alright?.
*A sickening squishing sound as an incision is made wide by two hands tugging at each side of the wound*
Karson: Hey listen, I've been thinking...
*The sound of a metal knife being set upon a steel tray*
Karson: Why are we fighting? We've been together for so long this is foolish.
*A slight grunt, a wet pop and a wet thud as something is removed from a corpse, something that looks vital..or rather was vital at one time*
Karson: Oh I get it...giving me the silent treatment like I gave you.
*The sound of a sharp knife being picked up again*
Karson: What are we going to do about her? It doesn't look like she is going anywhere anytime soon.
*More cutting of flesh*
Dr Ebon: Is there anything we can do? What we do...its very delicate...its a precise art and..
*The sound of a tiny hammer followed by splintering bone*
Karson: And she just picks an area and blows it up..
*A grunt, a heavy saw is picked up and the sound of its metal teeth cutting through bone*
Dr Ebon: Precisely.
*More bone breaking noises*
Karson: So much firepower...how can we...
*A moment of silence*
Karson: Doctor? Come on, stop what your doing because we need to talk about this, this is important.
*A sickening wet noise as something is placed back inside the corpse*
Karson: Doctor?
*The clink of sewing needles and the sound of thread being snipped*
*Karson sighs*
Karson: Doctor?
*The sound of a razor sharp knife delicately cutting flesh*
Karson: Doctor? You alright?.
*A sickening squishing sound as an incision is made wide by two hands tugging at each side of the wound*
Karson: Hey listen, I've been thinking...
*The sound of a metal knife being set upon a steel tray*
Karson: Why are we fighting? We've been together for so long this is foolish.
*A slight grunt, a wet pop and a wet thud as something is removed from a corpse, something that looks vital..or rather was vital at one time*
Karson: Oh I get it...giving me the silent treatment like I gave you.
*The sound of a sharp knife being picked up again*
Karson: What are we going to do about her? It doesn't look like she is going anywhere anytime soon.
*More cutting of flesh*
Dr Ebon: Is there anything we can do? What we do...its very delicate...its a precise art and..
*The sound of a tiny hammer followed by splintering bone*
Karson: And she just picks an area and blows it up..
*A grunt, a heavy saw is picked up and the sound of its metal teeth cutting through bone*
Dr Ebon: Precisely.
*More bone breaking noises*
Karson: So much firepower...how can we...
*A moment of silence*
Karson: Doctor? Come on, stop what your doing because we need to talk about this, this is important.
*A sickening wet noise as something is placed back inside the corpse*
Karson: Doctor?
*The clink of sewing needles and the sound of thread being snipped*
*Karson sighs*
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*The sounds of labored breathing and hurried footsteps, doors opening in quick succession, someone fleeing*.
Doctor Ebon: This isn't funny Karson!.
Karson: Why are you running doc? It's time for my appointment!.
Doctor Ebon: I told you it was a mistake! An accident!
*A loud huff as the doctor throws himself against another door, slamming it open, he glances back to see Karson or rather Karson(s) following him down the hall with various surgical impliments in their hands*.
Karson: You think I'm not aware of your plotting? This is MY MIND not yours, i just let you rent out what little free space I have!.
Doctor Ebon: So your going to...what? surgically cut me out?.
Karson: Sure! I've seen you cut out malignancies often enough!.
Doctor Ebon: ...nice choice of words!
*The doctor opens another door and steps through, slamming it behind him*.
*The doctor turns around to find himself standing on a grassy field, a long expansive almost empty grassy field*.
Doctor Ebon: Really Karson? Brux?
*No reply*
*The doctor begins to head in a northward direction peering left and right and all around until finally he spots Karson walking southbound toward him at a calm pace*
Doctor Ebon: Good, only one of you, i am glad you came to your....senses...oh bugger.
*The doctors eyes widen as he realizes Karson is still a good distance away and yet appears to be at least five feet all so far which means...*
Doctor: You always did like to live larger then life....
*Karson, quick crosses the space between them, his colossal gate making the distance seem paltry, when he gets within reach of doctor Ebon he simply bends a knee back and punts the doctor, who sails up and away over the horizon.
Doctor Ebon: This isnt overrrrrrrrr.....
*The doctors voice dwindles*
The colossal Karson looks down to see a swarm of smaller Karsons around his feet, shouting various things up at him.
Karson: I didnt ask you lot what we thought!
*Karson begins to stomp the smaller images by the dozen*
Doctor Ebon: This isn't funny Karson!.
Karson: Why are you running doc? It's time for my appointment!.
Doctor Ebon: I told you it was a mistake! An accident!
*A loud huff as the doctor throws himself against another door, slamming it open, he glances back to see Karson or rather Karson(s) following him down the hall with various surgical impliments in their hands*.
Karson: You think I'm not aware of your plotting? This is MY MIND not yours, i just let you rent out what little free space I have!.
Doctor Ebon: So your going to...what? surgically cut me out?.
Karson: Sure! I've seen you cut out malignancies often enough!.
Doctor Ebon: ...nice choice of words!
*The doctor opens another door and steps through, slamming it behind him*.
*The doctor turns around to find himself standing on a grassy field, a long expansive almost empty grassy field*.
Doctor Ebon: Really Karson? Brux?
*No reply*
*The doctor begins to head in a northward direction peering left and right and all around until finally he spots Karson walking southbound toward him at a calm pace*
Doctor Ebon: Good, only one of you, i am glad you came to your....senses...oh bugger.
*The doctors eyes widen as he realizes Karson is still a good distance away and yet appears to be at least five feet all so far which means...*
Doctor: You always did like to live larger then life....
*Karson, quick crosses the space between them, his colossal gate making the distance seem paltry, when he gets within reach of doctor Ebon he simply bends a knee back and punts the doctor, who sails up and away over the horizon.
Doctor Ebon: This isnt overrrrrrrrr.....
*The doctors voice dwindles*
The colossal Karson looks down to see a swarm of smaller Karsons around his feet, shouting various things up at him.
Karson: I didnt ask you lot what we thought!
*Karson begins to stomp the smaller images by the dozen*
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*Karsons eyes flutter open, or rather they try to except his eye lids seem to be held shut he can hear soft music playing around him*
Karson:I told you not to touch my music box...whats wrong with my eyes?
Doctor Ebon: Oh sorry, let me get that for you..
*A searing painful sensation causes Karson to scream as a sharp object cuts into his eye lids, giving him a brief view of a cold sterile room before the scapel strikes his pupils causing the room to go blurry then black, he screams again*
Doctor Ebon: Oops, I'm sorry that never happens, i can fix that.
Karson: I'm going to kill you Doctor! I'm going to cut you into tiny pieces then I'm going to stitch them back together and reanimate your useless corpse!.
Doctor Ebon: Is that suppose to be a threat or a promise?
*Karson tries to struggle but it is a brief effort, quickly realising he is strapped to the doctors operating table. He feels a weight being lifted from all around his body as if something is being peeled away, a moment later unimaginable pain roars over every inch of his body.
Doctor Ebon: Hold on, take deep breaths while I hang this up to dry.
Karson:What the hell was that? What did you just take off me! Gods so....so...so much pain ive never felt, what the hell did you take off me?.
Doctor Ebon: Why, your skin of course.
*Karson screams even more (if such a thing were possible) as the doctor returns to the table and continues his bloody work*
*Karsons eyes flutter open, or rather they try to except his eye lids seem to be held shut he can hear soft music playing around him*
Karson:I told you not to touch my music box...whats wrong with my eyes?
Doctor Ebon: Oh sorry, let me get that for you..
*A searing painful sensation causes Karson to scream as a sharp object cuts into his eye lids, giving him a brief view of a cold sterile room before the scapel strikes his pupils causing the room to go blurry then black, he screams again*
Doctor Ebon: Oops, I'm sorry that never happens, i can fix that.
Karson: I'm going to kill you Doctor! I'm going to cut you into tiny pieces then I'm going to stitch them back together and reanimate your useless corpse!.
Doctor Ebon: Is that suppose to be a threat or a promise?
*Karson tries to struggle but it is a brief effort, quickly realising he is strapped to the doctors operating table. He feels a weight being lifted from all around his body as if something is being peeled away, a moment later unimaginable pain roars over every inch of his body.
Doctor Ebon: Hold on, take deep breaths while I hang this up to dry.
Karson:What the hell was that? What did you just take off me! Gods so....so...so much pain ive never felt, what the hell did you take off me?.
Doctor Ebon: Why, your skin of course.
*Karson screams even more (if such a thing were possible) as the doctor returns to the table and continues his bloody work*