Author: theperfectscientist

Hello! I’ve noticed you hanging around Max lately?

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Yes…..? Who are you?

*shrugs again* depends on who you talk to.

Like maybe children who remember what one of your cultists Daniel did at the camp?

I have very little control over my followers and who they sacrifice. They do what they want, and none of them are…mentally or emotionally sound…Why do you think so many of them decided to do a mass ascension last year? It certainly wasn’t my idea nor am I happy about it.

A creature with a cult following, not happy about the offerings it gets? Color me surprised. *Carlos’ tone iindicates that he’s not convinced.*

No, I’m usually happy with my offerings, but Adults give me more energy than children, and I lost 98% of my followers last year when they committed mass suicide, meaning I get considerably less sacrifices.

Maybe eat something else.

Eat? I guess you can compare it to that… And I can absorb the same (although less) energy from animals, its just that most of my followers choose to sacrifice humans.

You ought to know that that’s not acceptable to most of human culture.

But I’m not human?

But your followers are. And if other people don’t like them, then they have a problem when trying to serve you.

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Yes…..? Who are you?

*shrugs again* depends on who you talk to.

Like maybe children who remember what one of your cultists Daniel did at the camp?

I have very little control over my followers and who they sacrifice. They do what they want, and none of them are…mentally or emotionally sound…Why do you think so many of them decided to do a mass ascension last year? It certainly wasn’t my idea nor am I happy about it.

A creature with a cult following, not happy about the offerings it gets? Color me surprised. *Carlos’ tone iindicates that he’s not convinced.*

No, I’m usually happy with my offerings, but Adults give me more energy than children, and I lost 98% of my followers last year when they committed mass suicide, meaning I get considerably less sacrifices.

Maybe eat something else.

Eat? I guess you can compare it to that… And I can absorb the same (although less) energy from animals, its just that most of my followers choose to sacrifice humans.

You ought to know that that’s not acceptable to most of human culture.

Hello! I’ve noticed you hanging around Max lately?

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Yes…..? Who are you?

*shrugs again* depends on who you talk to.

Like maybe children who remember what one of your cultists Daniel did at the camp?

I have very little control over my followers and who they sacrifice. They do what they want, and none of them are…mentally or emotionally sound…Why do you think so many of them decided to do a mass ascension last year? It certainly wasn’t my idea nor am I happy about it.

A creature with a cult following, not happy about the offerings it gets? Color me surprised. *Carlos’ tone iindicates that he’s not convinced.*

No, I’m usually happy with my offerings, but Adults give me more energy than children, and I lost 98% of my followers last year when they committed mass suicide, meaning I get considerably less sacrifices.

Maybe eat something else.

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huh.. i wanna try making ice cream! *he smiles*

Yeah? I’m sure we can do that sometime. When you’re feeling better. Because it takes a lot of work to do it – arm work. You can’t skip arm day when you plan to make ice cream.

*slight pout* wish my arm wasn’t still broken.. also wish there weren’t a hole in my chest or a crack in my rib- i need to be more careful, don’t i?

Yeah… um, I’d like to talk to you about that sometime. Not now, but… when you’re feeling better.

well.. i’m feeling better now, why not just get it out to the way now..?

Well, I’d prefer not to be driving at the time. I need you to know that you have my full attention. *a teenager comes to the window with their order and Carlos pays for it. He reaches back to give Max a cup and a spoon*

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Yes…..? Who are you?

*shrugs again* depends on who you talk to.

Like maybe children who remember what one of your cultists Daniel did at the camp?

I have very little control over my followers and who they sacrifice. They do what they want, and none of them are…mentally or emotionally sound…Why do you think so many of them decided to do a mass ascension last year? It certainly wasn’t my idea nor am I happy about it.

A creature with a cult following, not happy about the offerings it gets? Color me surprised. *Carlos’ tone iindicates that he’s not convinced.*

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huh.. i wanna try making ice cream! *he smiles*

Yeah? I’m sure we can do that sometime. When you’re feeling better. Because it takes a lot of work to do it – arm work. You can’t skip arm day when you plan to make ice cream.

*slight pout* wish my arm wasn’t still broken.. also wish there weren’t a hole in my chest or a crack in my rib- i need to be more careful, don’t i?

Yeah… um, I’d like to talk to you about that sometime. Not now, but… when you’re feeling better.

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I can appear at any time or position in any dimension whenever I like. I just like this time and place

Ah. Again, I see. Okay.

So where is it you came from originally?

Oregon. That’s where I grew up.

Really? What’s it like there?

Wet. Foresty. Volcanoes…. kind of like here, actually.

Huh… To bad the Ley Line in Oregan has been claimed…

Claimed? By who?

Demon named Bill. Major Psychopath and complete sadist

Uh… I don’t think I’ve ever met him.

He tends to stay in a town called Gravity Falls

Ah. I’m not sure where that town is… though I might have heard of it.

Its a really big Ley Line, so there is a ton of weird stuff there.

Huh. I might have to check it out sometime…

The only reason I don’t take the territory is cause I respect Bill. Sometimes we even meet for tea and discuss different ways to…persuade people…

What? But you said he was a sadist.

Oh… oh… wait… you’re ‘persuading’ me too, aren’t you? Right now? You’re appearing to me as someone reasonable.

*shrugs* honestly? I always do that. To everyone. Even the ones I trust. Not what I was talking about though, I was substituting the word Torture for the word Persuade.

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Yes…..? Who are you?

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honestly? I always do that. To everyone. Even the ones I trust. Not
what I was talking about though, I was substituting the word Torture for
the word Persuade.

Yeah-huh, sure. Look, I haven’t heard good things about you.

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*he glanced around the room before sighing and nodding, hugging himself again* o-okay..

Okay. *Carlos picked up the call button and pressed it.*

*the nurse came in, did a couple tests and asked a couple questions before giving Carlos some pain meds, explaining that Max should take them every other day, and sending them on their way. Max was quiet through the whole ordeal, even as he was being wheeled out of the hospital and to Carlos’ car*

*Carlos helped get Max in the car and buckled him in. He got in the driver’s seat and they started on their way away from the hospital.*

*he looked out the window, glad he was out of the hospital finally* … can we stop for ice cream..?

*glances at Max through the rear-view mirror* Yeah, sure buddy. You sure your stomach can handle it?

*he nods slightly, glancing up at Carlos* y-yeah, i’m sure..

Okay. What kind do you want? Is soft-serve okay?

does soft-serve come in chocolate?

Yeah, it does. *smiles at him*

*he smiles back softly* then that..!

Alrighty. Is Wendy’s okay? It’s not like the usual soft-serve – it has a unique taste.

*he tilts his head slightly* who’s Wendy?

Oh, it’s a restaurant. We’ll give it a try – their frosties are good.

oh.. *he nods slightly* alright, is there one near here?

Yeah, there is. Probably. *He opens up the gps in his phone and nods.* Yeah, here we go. Heading there now.

*he smiles, happily kicking his feet* nice

*they made it to Wendy’s and Carlos ordered them each a frostie.*

*he looked out the window at the restrurant, didn’t look like a busy day* how is ice cream made?

Well, it’s made from cow’s milk. They churn cream together with some sugar and vanilla and other flavors and fillers until it’s a cream. Then, at least at this place, they put the cream in a machine that freezes it and makes it cold and icy.