"Michael and the Nightmare"
By Botherer (https://pastebin.com/u/Botherer)

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Created on: Monday 2nd of July 2012 12:52:37 AM CDT
Retrieved on: Sunday 1 of November 2020 03:07:45 PM UTC



01[23:11] <@Botherer> Michael, you totally managed to goof this one up, didn't you? Divebombing straight down into the abyss, you seem to just be floating for what seems like but a brief glimpse of all eternity before you hit the ground. Hard.
[23:11] <Michael> well michael old boy you sure seem to have fu- OH SH
06[23:11] * Michael groans
[23:13] <Michael> "Ow"
01[23:14] <@Botherer> Granzon soon descends next to you. 1,14<Pitiful humans, with their frail bodies... I often question how such flimsy shells of unintelligent, flabby mass have continued to exist for so long.>
06[23:14] * Michael rolls over to look at the weird thing
[23:15] <Michael> "...Guts" *cough*
[23:17] <Michael> "Now then, where are we" 
06[23:17] * Michael tilts his head around while he lies on his back
[23:17] <Michael> "Are the girls ok?"
[23:17] <Michael> *cough*
01[23:18] <@Botherer> 1,14<The female units had apparatuses that proved capable of reducing their rate of falling. I presume they will be in far better condition than the mass of flesh you call muscle currently is.>
06[23:19] * Michael grins
[23:19] <Michael> "Excellent...though I guess it does make me seem uncool"
06[23:19] * Michael scratches the side of his face
[23:19] <Michael> "Welp, I guess this is the eternal nightmare" 
06[23:20] * Michael raises slowly to his feet
[23:21] <Michael> "Can you sense your trainer? DO you have that kind of ability?" Michael says while looking around for some kind of landmark 
01[23:23] <@Botherer> 1,14<Why would I wish to maintain a constant awareness of that dreadful human? Her optimism is such that were I to be capable of exhibiting emotions, the one I would express would be repulsion.>
01[23:23] <@Botherer> You see the ground below you, which bears the marks of a scorched, rocky wasteland. Swords and lances litter the ground, some embedded into it.
06[23:25] * Michael strolls over to idly pick up a sword "That's not very nice. Why do you hate humans so much anyway...Granzon was it?"
01[23:28] <@Botherer> 1,14<Humans are inferior byproducts of evolution that, despite their complete inferiority in near all respects to other far more capable units, have yet to be wiped out by the process of natural selection. This error in natural processes is what one would refer to as infuriating.>
03[23:29] * DiceMaid-9001 (DiceMaid-9@sux-EADD5C74) has joined #MichaelandtheNightmare
01[23:29] <@Botherer> Roll intelligence, Michael!
[23:29] <Michael> 1d20-3
[23:29] <DiceMaid-9001> Michael, 1d20-3: 8 [1d20=11]
[23:30] <Michael> (wak wak waaaaaak)
01[23:30] <@Botherer> This sword is a fine silver sword... Looks a bit familiar to you. Vaguely.
06[23:31] * Michael stares at the sword for a second, unable to shake the feeling he has seen it before
06[23:31] * Michael twirls the sword around for a second and chucks it behind his back
[23:32] <Michael> "Well im sorry you feel that way Granz ol boy. I was hoping we could be friends, we are in this together after all" 
[23:33] <Michael> "Now then, we need to either get up, or to the source"
[23:33] <Michael> "the others should be heading there so that's one of the best places to meet them"
01[23:33] <@Botherer> 1,14<Do not attempt to engage in that tone of compatriotism with me. If I had the desire to do so at this moment, I would take you and disassemble you where you stand. However, that is not the optimal solution at this moment.>
[23:33] <Michael> "The source being, whatever is causing this"
[23:33] <Michael> :I
[23:34] <Michael> "That's okay Granz, I'll be friends enough for both of us until you feel like taking a turn." 
[23:35] <Michael> "Now, o superior lifeform that knows all. Where is the nightmare strongest, can you tell?"
06[23:35] * Michael tries to tell himself
01[23:35] <@Botherer> 1,14<If this blind sense of devotion is what it takes to move you in a way that is beneficial to us both, then I will allow you to maintain it... For now.>
[23:35] <Michael> (muhhahhaa, foot in the door) 
01[23:35] <@Botherer> 1,14<You would do best to examine the area to the north...> He points in the direction towards the sword.
[23:37] <Michael> "Welp, then I guess I'll follow your judgement"
06[23:38] * Michael starts walking towards the north, and after a moment of thought, grabs the sword again, messing around with it to pass the time and occupy his erroneous thoughts
01[23:40] <@Botherer> INT check once more, Michael! And a perception as well!
[23:40] <Michael> 1d20-3 int
[23:40] <DiceMaid-9001> Michael, int: 11 [1d20=14]
[23:40] <Michael> 1d20 wis
[23:40] <DiceMaid-9001> Michael, wis: 18 [1d20=18]
[23:41] <Michael> (PERCEPTION NUMERO UNO)
01[23:41] <@Botherer> Looking at the sword, it definitely seems to be familiar.
01[23:42] <@Botherer> It's Lecia's! The one that pops out of her mech arm!
[23:42] <Michael> !
[23:42] <Michael> "Wh, what's this doing here" 
[23:42] <Michael> "Hey Granzon, isn't this Lecia's sword?"
01[23:42] <@Botherer> In addition, you can hear the sounds of... A skirmish, is it? Yeah, a skirmish in the direction Granzon pointed.
[23:43] <Michael> !x2
01[23:43] <@Botherer> 1,14<It indeed bears similarity to the one that the woman who deigns to claim me as her own. Why do you ask?>
[23:43] <Michael> "And...that sounds like fighting"
01[23:43] <@Botherer> ... Speaking of which, he totally takes the moment to remove the tag Lecia put on him.
[23:43] <Michael> "Well, I have to wonder what it's doing here, it doesn't seem like something Lecia would drop easily" 
[23:43] <Michael> "I better return it" 
06[23:44] * Michael straps the sORD in beside the nerf bat
[23:44] <Michael> "But for now, that might be them!"
[23:44] <Michael> "Lets check it out" 
06[23:44] * Michael attemps to take up granzon and run with him
[23:44] <Michael> 1d20+12 
[23:44] <DiceMaid-9001> Michael, 1d20+12: 17 [1d20=5]
[23:44] <Michael> (dat roll)
01[23:46] <@Botherer> You... You totally picked up Granzon.
01[23:47] <@Botherer> 1,14<You do realize I am capable of flight, correct? Why do you still insist on attempting to expend your own strength when I am capable of performing the same task without any effort to you?>
01[23:47] <@Botherer> 1,14<Humans are so irrational.>
06[23:48] * Michael grins
01[23:50] <@Botherer> 1,14<I feel I need to reiterate that the rationale behind your continued existence eludes me.>
[23:50] <Michael> "Maybe one day you will understand friend"
01[23:51] <@Botherer> Michael, you continue to traverse the plains when you see before you...
01[23:52] <@Botherer> Err, the wasteland...
01[23:53] <@Botherer> It's Lawrence! And Joshua! The two of them, alongside their Pokemon, are but a far ways away, but the creature you see them fighting, some horrid, demonic monster that can only be described as hellspawn.
[23:55] <Michael> Lawrence, Joshua? what are they doing here...oh well NO TIME TO THINK, GOTTA HELP 
[23:55] <Michael> "Don't worry guys, I got you"
06[23:55] * Michael rushes in
[23:57] <Michael> 1d20 JUMP KIACCCK 
[23:57] <DiceMaid-9001> Michael, JUMP KIACCCK: 18 [1d20=18]
[23:57] <Michael> 2d10+8 implying this hits 
[23:57] <DiceMaid-9001> Michael, implying this hits: 18 [2d10=3,7]
[23:58] <Michael> err
01[23:58] <@Botherer> Michael, you manage to strike this monster of a creature, buuut...
01[23:58] <@Botherer> As you do, you feel as if your attack was completely ineffectual. Like, you more or less just dinked off it.
[23:58] <Michael> +14+12 >_>
01[23:58] <@Botherer> Little girls are recalculating...
[23:58] <Michael> man I have so many modifiers 
01[23:59] <@Botherer> You do.
[23:59] <Michael> ...56?
01[23:59] <@Botherer> Yes, 56 now.
[23:59] <Michael> yay math 
Session Time: Mon Jul 02 00:00:00 2012
01[00:00] <@Botherer> 1,14<You do realize that proceeding to charge forth with a melee ranged assault on a creature you possess no info in relation to it was perhaps the most unintelligent manuever you could have performed. Correct?>
[00:00] <Michael> "yes"
[00:01] <Michael> "But I can't just sacrifice people while I figure out the 'smart' option." 
[00:01] <Michael> "Don't worry, We'll get through this"
01[00:02] <@Botherer> ... Okay, that was just a little bit more than completely ineffectual.
[00:02] <Michael> (yay)
01[00:02] <@Botherer> The creature glaaares at Michael.
01[00:02] <@Botherer> 1d20
[00:02] <DiceMaid-9001> Botherer, 1d20: 14 [1d20=14]
01[00:03] <@Botherer> ... Equipment?
[00:03] <Michael> (power bracers and HANDS OF HEAVEN) 
[00:03] <Michael> (and hell)
01[00:04] <@Botherer> The creature's glare enfeebles you.
01[00:04] <@Botherer> You feel as if your upper body strength is slowly slipping away from you.
[00:04] <Michael> !
[00:05] <Michael> "Arg, wh- what is this" 
[00:06] <Michael> *shakes his head* 
[00:06] <Michael> "GET, OUT OF HERE"
[00:06] <Michael> 1d20 circle throw 
[00:06] <DiceMaid-9001> Michael, circle throw: 11 [1d20=11]
01[00:06] <@Botherer> 1,14<It seems as if the creature is attempting to siphon your strength!>
01[00:06] <@Botherer> Hooold up, cowboy!
[00:07] <Michael> :(
[00:07] <Michael> *okay.jpg)
01[00:08] <@Botherer> You see Joshua and Lawrence call over to you, the latter asking where the hell you've been this whole time and the former... Well, he says something to the effect of having been waiting for your help!
01[00:08] <@Botherer> They, too, attempt to strike blows at the base of this creature, but... They aren't to great effect.
[00:08] <Michael> (oh I was going to ask them about it after hopefully chucking it away) 
01[00:09] <@Botherer> The monster swipes its tail at Lawrence, blowing him through a rocky wall. His body seems to go limp for a moment, though with struggling he successfully manages, with much effort, to clambor back up to his feet.
01[00:10] <@Botherer> Roll for Circle Throw, buuut...
01[00:10] <@Botherer> Your bonus modifiers? None of them.
[00:10] <Michael> :<
[00:10] <Michael> 2d10+8 
[00:10] <DiceMaid-9001> Michael, 2d10+8: 18 [2d10=9,1]
[00:10] <Michael> (all those damn bonuses gone to waste) 
[00:11] <Michael> if I can still add ATT then it's +7 
[00:11] <Michael> to 25 
01[00:11] <@Botherer> You may add that.
[00:11] <Michael> then that 
[00:12] <Michael> (main point is to chuck the thing away, hopefully that works at least :<) 
01[00:14] <@Botherer> The attack is... Well, Michael manages to hoist it up over his shoulders, but... In terms of spinning it 'round and round until he launches it away, it... Doesn't seem as if he's accomplished much of anything, it merely being tossed at most a good three meters. Still impressive given its bulk and your loss of strength.
[00:14] <Michael> (bullocks) 
[00:15] <Michael> "Yea...uhh, I'm thinking this is when we run guys" 
[00:15] <Michael> "That thing zapped me with something" 
01[00:16] <@Botherer> 1,14<You simply could have chosen to avoid this conflict. It would have been optimal for you.>
01[00:16] <@Botherer> The others are totally in sync with you, and they begin to run.
[00:17] <Michael> *nod* 
06[00:17] * Michael GTFO
[00:17] <Michael> "Less talky more runny Granzon" 
01[00:17] <@Botherer> You begin to make your escape attempt. The lot of you all do.
01[00:18] <@Botherer> You've got a distinct lead on Josh and Lawrence simply by virtue of having been in the fight nowhere near as long, and a fair bit more stamina to boot.
01[00:19] <@Botherer> However, Joshua and Lawrence seem to be rapidly gaining on you... But... CON check!
03[00:20] * DiceMaid-9001 is now known as Jessie
[00:20] <Michael> 1d20
[00:20] <Jessie> Michael, 1d20: 7 [1d20=7]
[00:20] <Michael> :<
01[00:21] <@Botherer> Well, it wouldn't even take a perception check to figure this one out. Your body feels as if it's totally been drained of energy!
[00:21] <Michael> hmm, should have tried this earlier 
[00:21] <Michael> resilience? 
01[00:21] <@Botherer> Nooot quite a status effect.
[00:22] <Michael> :<
[00:22] <Michael> "So this is how it ends" 
06[00:23] * Michael is really wishing he had some kind of ULTIMATE FORM right now
[00:23] <Michael> but for now 
[00:23] <Michael> swords dance 
[00:23] <Michael> this will have to do 
[00:23] <Michael> magical steroids 
[00:24] <Michael> if I have to fight it will help at least 
01[00:24] <@Botherer> Lawrence and Joshua come back to help you, buuut... Granzon simply spectates from above. 1,14<This creature seems incapable of flight. I will spectate your mutilation from afar where safety is a viable option.>
[00:25] <Michael> :I
[00:25] <Michael> "Thanks bro. You are really helping me out" 
01[00:25] <@Botherer> You hear a monstrous, feral roar from behind you.
[00:25] <Michael> "Couldn't do this without you"
[00:25] <Michael> WHEN IT RAINS 
06[00:26] * Michael glances behind him, pain on his face
01[00:29] <@Botherer> You look back just in time to see the creature shoot forth a giant lance-like object in your general direction. A lancelike object that... Already seems to have Rainy and Lecia's limp bodies impaled upon it.
[00:29] <Michael> ...
06[00:30] * Michael chuckles
[00:30] <Michael> "So this is the eternal nightmare huh?"
[00:30] <Michael> "They sure don't mess around with their names"
06[00:33] * Michael breathes out slowly
[00:33] <Michael> "Granzon....can you do me a favour and make sure everyone gets out of here? You'll be safe too so it's a win win. I'm sure a superior lifeform such as yourself won't have any trouble with such a simple task" 
01[00:34] <@Botherer> The lancing object flies past you, however... Though you do hear a groan of pain from behind you.
[00:35] <Michael> good, they're alive...unless im mistaken about that groan
01[00:36] <@Botherer> 1,14<That makes three sacks of flesh terminated.>
[00:36] <Michael> ...three?
[00:36] <Michael> SON OF A 
06[00:36] * Michael looks around
01[00:37] <@Botherer> There you see Joshua, eyes gone wide and quaking where he stands, the lancelike appendage having run through him as well as he joins the skewered mess of your friends.
[00:38] <Michael> THIS 
[00:38] <Michael> MOTHER 
[00:38] <Michael> FUCKER 
01[00:39] <@Botherer> You hear Josh mutter as he, too, goes limp. "Tell Amy... I'm sorry..." Bloody ragdoll.
06[00:39] * Michael clenches his fists
[00:40] <Michael> "This...this is...a nig-"
[00:40] <Michael> ...
[00:40] <Michael> "Lawrence, get out of here!" 
[00:41] <Michael> "I'll try and hold them off...or something" 
06[00:41] * Michael doesn't sound confident, but he does sound very angry
06[00:41] * Michael very very angry, and tearful
01[00:42] <@Botherer> Your move, Michael! Lawrence seems reluctant, but, well... He has his own wounds himself, and he doesn't look as if he's in much of a position to fight it.
[00:43] <Michael> "Granzon, please, I can't do this alone" 
01[00:43] <@Botherer> He takes your advice and flees.
[00:43] <Michael> (so two big ass monsters) 
[00:43] <Michael> (LETS GET THIS PARTY STARTED) 
01[00:43] <@Botherer> 1,14<What do I gain from assisting you? The sole source of any bonds, those of a forced captivity... They have been released. I have no further obligation to anyone but my self.>
[00:44] <Michael> "Very well friend, I understand"
[00:44] <Michael> hmm
[00:45] <Michael> x = 4 
[00:46] <Michael> actually no 
[00:47] <Michael> retreat behind Lawrence 
01[00:47] <@Botherer> Roll another CON check, Michael!
[00:47] <Michael> watch the enemies 
[00:47] <Michael> 1d20 
[00:47] <Jessie> Michael, 1d20: 13 [1d20=13]
01[00:48] <@Botherer> You can feel a heavy strain on your body, as if every action you take requires a heavy, concerted mental and physical dedication to it, and even then your actions still seem sluggish!
03[00:48] * Jessie is now known as DiceMaid-9001
01[00:49] <@Botherer> You do manage to make it behind Lawrence, but not much further as you fall to your knees.
[00:49] <Michael> "Shit"
01[00:50] <@Botherer> The creature takes his massive tail claw, and swings it sideways!
01[00:50] <@Botherer> 1d20
[00:50] <DiceMaid-9001> Botherer, 1d20: 9 [1d20=9]
01[00:51] <@Botherer> With an amount of effort which you could only imagine would be near otherwordly, you manage to just avoid this beast's strike, but... Lawrence, however, is once again thrown into a wall. He doesn't quite come back up this time.
01[00:51] <@Botherer> His body slumps to the ground, unconscious.
[00:52] <Michael> frruuuaaaaaccckk 
[00:53] <Michael> NOPE, DISCARD ALL LOGIC 
[00:53] <Michael> x = 4 
[00:53] <Michael> 3 rather 
[00:54] <Michael> 1d20 DAMNATION OF THIS DOESN'T WORK 
[00:54] <DiceMaid-9001> Michael, DAMNATION OF THIS DOESN'T WORK: 8 [1d20=8]
[00:54] <Michael> lucky face 
[00:54] <Michael> 1d20 
[00:54] <DiceMaid-9001> Michael, 1d20: 15 [1d20=15]
[00:54] <Michael> 1d20 break?
[00:54] <DiceMaid-9001> Michael, break?: 19 [1d20=19]
[00:54] <Michael> nope
01[00:54] <@Botherer> Rooollat! Plus a CON check after that!
[00:55] <Michael> 3d10+84 
[00:55] <DiceMaid-9001> Michael, 3d10+84: 106 [3d10=5,7,10]
[00:55] <Michael> 1d20 con 
[00:55] <DiceMaid-9001> Michael, con: 14 [1d20=14]
01[00:55] <@Botherer> How many STR inserts?
[00:55] <Michael> 3
[00:55] <Michael> which means I take 1.5x damage 
[00:56] <Michael> i.e. 159?
[00:56] <Michael> yea
01[00:56] <@Botherer> Hold on.
[00:57] <Michael> ...I forgot swords dance 
01[00:57] <@Botherer> Figure 'at out.
[00:58] <Michael> which is 2 combat stages so 50% more? is that how that all works?
01[00:58] <@Botherer> Yes.
01[00:58] <@Botherer> 50% of the weapon's Attack stat.
[00:58] <Michael> >mfw I didn't add phis in the first place 
[00:58] <Michael> HA 
[00:58] <Michael> ok + 23+11
01[00:58] <@Botherer> End result?
[00:59] <Michael> so + 34 total is 140 
[00:59] <Michael> damage 
[00:59] <Michael> and 210 damage to myself 
[00:59] <Michael> which knocks me the fuck out 
01[01:00] <@Botherer> The fiery black flames burn bright in the devilled wings behind you... You feel as if you have to put the very last bit of strength you possess into the strike to even make it far enough to connect. You can feel your veins collapsing in on themselves, or even bursting, tendons and ligaments tearing as you lunge forth to strike the monster. Drained of all your strength, but none of your awareness, you fall prone to the ground.
01[01:00] <@Botherer> 5"Michael! Malto wishes to help you!" You hear the familiar cry from behind you as Malto charges up bravely to face the beast, which, for all that you've done to it...
01[01:01] <@Botherer> Doesn't look as if it's even suffered but a slight bit!
[01:02] <Michael> "M-Malto?...h...how did you get here" Michael whispers almost to himself 
01[01:03] <@Botherer> 5"Malto knew that his friend was in need of help, so Malto came to do so!"
01[01:04] <@Botherer> ... Waaait...
01[01:04] <@Botherer> Crap I did not see the whispers almost to himself bit.
01[01:04] <@Botherer> If Malto would not hear, retconbeams FIRE!
06[01:04] * Michael smiles to himself, even the act of trying to move his facial muscles painful
[01:04] <Michael> "Good dog" 
[01:04] <Michael> (malto is malto, malto is good dog that listens to his master even on death bed...floor" 
01[01:07] <@Botherer> 5"Do not worry, Michael..." The doggy looks up to the horrid monster that waggles your friends upon its tail like trophies. 5"Malto may be scared... But Malto... Malto will not let you down!"
01[01:07] <@Botherer> Malto's action!
[01:08] <Michael> (what, I don't want to subject dog to this. I don't want to subject dog to this at all) 
[01:08] <Michael> (run dog run) 
[01:08] <Michael> (save yourself) 
[01:09] <Michael> ...
01[01:11] <@Botherer> Malto shakes in his fur, but stands with the bravest face he can muster.
[01:11] <Michael> (ok seriously I have -0 ideas now, I am horrible trainer. Malto isn't strong enough to get me out, or possibly himself. so unless im overlooking something[likely], THIS IS ALL I GOT)) 
[01:11] <Michael> 1d20 roar like manly dog? 
[01:11] <DiceMaid-9001> Michael, roar like manly dog?: 1 [1d20=1]
[01:11] <Michael> (hahaha no ;-;)
01[01:12] <@Botherer> You can hear the sound of water running. The sound of Malto's fear made tangible.
01[01:13] <@Botherer> The creature leans in towards Malto, loosing a snarl which blows the poor dog's fur back.
[01:13] <Michael> :(
[01:13] <Michael> no, no fuck this creature 
[01:13] <Michael> get up michael 
[01:13] <Michael> get up 
01[01:14] <@Botherer> It takes its monstrous tail and attempts to slam it down on the poor doggy.
01[01:14] <@Botherer> 1d20
[01:14] <DiceMaid-9001> Botherer, 1d20: 11 [1d20=11]
[01:14] <Michael> waaaait
[01:14] <Michael> okay.jpg
01[01:16] <@Botherer> You see the monstrously huge tail slam down upon the poor dog. Once... Twice... Three times. Each time Malto eliciting an increasingly agonizing cry of pain.
01[01:16] <@Botherer> He looks like a mangled mess on the floor before you.
01[01:16] <@Botherer> 5"Malto can... Still fight... Malto can... Still protect you... Michael..."
[01:17] <Michael> and that's it. Michael can no longer hold back the tears he has been struggling to keep in. Michael weeps, for his dog, his friend, his only family, Malto 
01[01:19] <@Botherer> Malto attempts to get up on his feet. 5"Do not worry, Michael... Malto... Will keep you safe... Always..."
01[01:20] <@Botherer> The dog can do little more than raise a single paw into the air without audible confirmation of his aches and wounds... Blood dripps from the battered mess of a dog.
[01:20] <Michael> "No, no malto no, stop."
[01:20] <Michael> "Please, stop. Run, go away malto"
[01:20] <Michael> "Please, get away" 
[01:21] <Michael> "Please" 
01[01:21] <@Botherer> 5"No, Michael... You cannot fight... Malto can... Malto... Malto will protect you... Even if it costs him... His life..."
01[01:21] <@Botherer> He turns to face the monster once more.
01[01:22] <@Botherer> Malto's command?
[01:22] <Michael> "No, no malto, no run" 
[01:22] <Michael> run 
[01:22] <Michael> run is his command 
[01:23] <Michael> ;-;
[01:23] <Michael> *sigh* 
[01:23] <Michael> 1d20 bite 
[01:23] <DiceMaid-9001> Michael, bite: 19 [1d20=19]
[01:23] <Michael> flinch 
[01:23] <Michael> (implying flinch) 
[01:24] <Michael> 2d10+28
[01:24] <DiceMaid-9001> Michael, 2d10+28: 42 [2d10=9,5]
01[01:25] <@Botherer> Malto staggers forth, each footstep he takes making but a single whimper. He goes to nibble on the creature's flesh. Some motion bearing semblance to laughter is heard coming from it.
01[01:26] <@Botherer> It laughs at Malto's pitiful attempts to do anything.
01[01:26] <@Botherer> 5"Malto will be... The best friend... Ever... Forever... And ever..."
01[01:27] <@Botherer> 5"Malto will keep you safe, Michael... He will... Malto makes this... His promise..."
[01:27] <Michael> ;-;
06[01:28] * Michael can only cry
01[01:31] <@Botherer> Malto tries to stand up, but... Crumples upon himself.
01[01:31] <@Botherer> 5"Forgive... Malto... He is not worthy... To be called... Your friend..."
[01:33] <Michael> "What, no malto no, you are the best friend" 
[01:33] <Michael> "I'm sorry Malto, I'm sorry this happened" 
[01:33] <Michael> "Im sorry I could save you "
[01:33] <Michael> "I couldn't save anyone"
[01:33] <Michael> "I couldn't be a superhero" 
[01:33] <Michael> "not even a normal hero "
[01:33] <Michael> "I can't even save my friends" 
[01:34] <Michael> "im sorry malto" 
[01:34] <Michael> "im so sorry" 
06[01:34] * Michael 's apologies deteriorate into mumblings heard between tears
01[01:36] <@Botherer> 5"Malto... Malto can only..." Malto, too, finally decomposes into a mess of tears. 5"Malto can only hope... That if we have next lives... We can still be friends... In them."
01[01:36] <@Botherer> Malto tries to smile, despite his crying at you.
01[01:36] <@Botherer> 1,14<I grow bored of your pathetic display of affection. I eagerly anticipate your mutual destruction.>
01[01:39] <@Botherer> The creature raises its tail, from which the corpses of all your friends hang, and jams it into the wall, making sure to collect Lawrence first while he's still got the chance to do so.
01[01:40] <@Botherer> The menacing object of doom hangs over Malto, a death sentence imminent for the dog.
[01:40] <Michael> (you have sealed your fate creature, in my next life I will throw you into the sun, this I swear) 
01[01:40] <@Botherer> Michael, the gravity of the situation hangs over you.
[01:40] <Michael> (hurrr hurrrr) 
[01:41] <Michael> (yes, yes it does) 
[01:41] <Michael> fraaaarg 
01[01:41] <@Botherer> All of your friends are dead. Are dying. And you were completely powerless to save them.
01[01:41] <@Botherer> Aaand the claw drops!
01[01:42] <@Botherer> Malto can only look up, staring in horror as it descends at absurd speeds.
[01:42] <Michael> ;-;
01[01:42] <@Botherer> It seems as if it's just about to impale Malto, take away your last friend on this earth, when...