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[The Merchant Of Menace]

*Sits there being fluffy*

[Vorthon]

"And what, you haven't considered rewiring his brain?"

N:"I have, but I'm not a geneticist!"

[Taricus]

"Just ask around, ought to be one here..."

[Vorthon]

"Just ask around, ought to be one here..."

N:"Or, I could try hitting him really hard in the head..."

[Taricus]

"Blunt trauma never works. I've tried..."

[Vorthon]

"Blunt trauma never works. I've tried..."

N:"It'd be fun..."

[The Merchant Of Menace]

"Not for me.."

[Vorthon]

"Not for me.."

N:"It wouldn't affect you, would it?"

[Something Evil]

N:"It'd be fun..."

T: "Alien bug here, making critters one molecule at a time. Instinctive knowledge of biology."

[The Merchant Of Menace]

"It probably would. Being dead makes one quite receptive"

[Taricus]

"Alright, get the mostrosity here for some neurosurgery"

[Vorthon]

"It probably would. Being dead makes one quite receptive"

*Nysa looks slightly confused.*

N:"Huh?"

*Nysa calls Vorthon.*

N:"Vorthon! Get back here!"

*Vorthon comes running.*

V:"Yes? How may I please you?"

[Taricus]

"He wouldn't mind a fish?"

[Vorthon]

"He wouldn't mind a fish?"

*Nysa glared at Taric.*

N:Did you just call me a 'he'? And, I don't want a fish.

[Taricus]

"Vorthon silly"