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June 2024 - Question & Answers (Extended)
🕑 Added 2024-06-27 13:48:04 +0000 UTCAs suggested by the Greater Circle and voted on by the Greater/Lesser Circle tiers.
Four seats are filled on the stage, while the rest remain conspicuously empty. The scarecrow sitting in Percy's chair is now wearing a sombrero.
Broderick: *looking thunderously pissed off* You just HAD to have a question for me this week, didn't you?
Merlin: Yes, indeed. Come join us, Broderick. As they say, it's bliss.
Cassandra: Interesting.*jots down notes*
For Adrian: Who would you prefer to feed Merlin? yourself or crushMC? (aka MC who likes--
Adrian: *interrupts* Me.
Adrian, we haven't finished the question ye--
Adrian: I said ME!
Broderick: *darkly chuckles as he slowly slides down in his seat*
Merlin: *cackles as Adrian side-eyes them even harder* Please, try to contain your enthusiasm, Adrian.
Cassandra: *jots down even faster* Interesting. Although, that really is the only answer if one is possessive of their lover. *winks playfully at Adrian*
Adrian: *too busy glaring suspiciously at Merlin to answer that*
Moving on now... Merlin - does each person "taste" differently?
Merlin: Oh, of course! The delicate flavoring of each soul is vastly different, even amongst those you'd call 'identical twins'. Every nuance of personality, ever unconscious instinct, the very fiber of one's being is reflected within the taste of the soul, from the varying tinges of ambition, the subtleties of desire from the base to the divine, and the-- *rambles on for ten minutes*
Everyone Else on Stage: ( ⚆_⚆ )
Merlin: -- subtle overtones left behind by their past incarnations. And let me tell you, some people taste completely vile, one would never want to integrate something like that into themselves, no matter what power or knowledge it might bring and--
Thank you for that very illuminating response, Merlin. Now on to our next--
Merlin: --not to mention that a little nibble is flavored quite differently from a deeper bite, and the most illuminating of all are the final dregs that remain before someone is completely consumed--
Cassandra: . . . *looks like she's about to hit Merlin upside the head with her notepad*
Broderick: *backing away slowly*
Ahem. Next up is another question for Adrian...
Adrian: Again? Why? You already know the most about me out of everyone! Can't we go back to Merlin and... uh, okay, maybe not...
Merlin: *crosses legs and smiles beatifically in their seat*
For Adrian: Why are you such a simp for MC? Even when they're antagonistic toward you?
Adrian: First off, I'm not a simp! Especially not for an MC where we aren't even close and they've been cold to me the entire time. H-however, we've known each other for years, so it just makes sense to try and get along, right?Particularly when that whole 'apocalypse' thing started and there's no one else we know except each-- *notices that Cassandra has been taking notes this entire time and clams up*
Cassandra: *eyes glinting* Interesting. Do go on.
Broderick: *from the edge of the stage* He's got it bad.
Oh, this next one is... different. 404: excited to be a romance option??
*From offstage comes an inhuman, garbled shrieking wail, that rumbles low enough to send the chairs faintly jittering even as it rises higher and higher until the people on stage are clutching at their ears. With a much more human shriek, Gwen comes bolting in from stage left and promptly trips over Broderick*
Cassandra: *drops her notepad and starts going for her gun*
Merlin: *continues smiling beatifically in their seat as the sounds of clashing metal begin to drift in from offstage*
Gwen: O-okay, I'm on the stage now. *takes a seat next to Broderick's vacated one*
4̸0̷4̶ ̵E̸r̸r̵o̵r̷ ̵N̴o̵t̴ ̴F̸o̶u̷n̷d̷: ̷̴̢̡̺̝̜͔͈͊͆͛̌̈́͘͜͠͝I ̷͎̣̤̗̰̓͊͐ͅŴ̷̠̰͉͝I̵̡̺̱̾̈͠L̶̺̫̈̽̇͜L̷̯̟͉̪̹̈́̑ͅ ̷̹̜̫̈́̀̍̄̈̽E̶͇̹͐̋͋̏Ạ̵͉̩͙̔͊̀͒Ť̵̠̭̺̀̕̕͝ ̶̻̙͔͚̔͆̈́̓Ÿ̷͙̲́͛́O̷̟͊͜ͅU̴̱͇̺̖̙̍̇R̴̨̬̱̻͎̔̾͗͛̀ ̶̧̎̈̐S̴͕̿O̵̻̾͠͝Ṵ̵̘̗̱͔̐̐L̸̢̢͎̗͇̉̅͊̄͝͝ ̶͖͔̜̥͆͊̑̉́̊A̴͇̼͕̳̋͆̚Ǹ̷̗̩̬̔͘͜D̵̨̢͉̦̣͋ ̴̯̙͚͓̰̇͋͑́̊R̸̨̛͔͕̫̫̺̅̔̄Ë̴̢̞̱̱͖́ͅG̴̠̺̪̎Ư̴̧̢͚̻̯̖̍͊͒̌͐Ṟ̸̭̖͒͐͋G̸̛̰͔͖̳̭͐̊̃̊͊͜Ḭ̶͆T̵̞̯̿̀A̵̘̮̓̇̚T̶̢̘̬̟͚̤̋̅̏͛̚Ë̴̤̟́̀̾ ̶̥̗͑͜I̶̢̡̦̠̩̼̓̃̌T̴̢̠̳̩̄̽͛̍̆͝ ̶̨̛̄̆̾̈́͠ͅI̸̖̼̥̝̾̈̊̋̓N̵͚̫̦̾͋̾͐̾̓ ̵̝̯̆̄T̷̢̨͖͓̾́H̷̰̒̒̿̏̋̕E̵̠̫̼̳͉̅̃̀ ̶͍̹̾͂B̶̧̖̗̰̹͍̀̕O̵̡̲̠̮͌͆̋͠W̵̩͚̦̳͗̆̽́̕E̸̡̞͒͋͘͝͝Ĺ̶̙̰̜̾̔̆͘S̶̜͕͑̍̔̉͛ ̸̬̤̬̦͖͍̃͊͠O̴̳̩̤̅̾́͂͝͝F̸̟̼̥̣̭̾̊́̀͜ ̸̳͔̻̤̭̂̽̑͝H̵̛̛̤̲̹̆̂̽͝E̸̬̬̅̈́͆͠L̵̜̮̀̍̌̌̑L̶̡̲̜͈̫̳̾̂̈́̑̑.̸̼͉̈̓̂̎͂͝
*The sounds of clashing metal intensify*
Adrian: ...uh
Merlin: MC has... eclectic tastes, I see.
Arthur: *offstage* PERCY T. LONGSPEAR, GET DOWN FROM THERE AT ONCE!
...moving on now. This next one is for Adrian (again)...
Adrian: What? How? Why? Why are we still going?!
Broderick: *halfway hidden by the stage curtain* That's a very good question!
Luckily for you, Adrian, we just passed the second stretch goal... so that means extended Question & Answer time with the ROs. And by that we mean you because the audience is the MC and you're apparently their favorite.
Adrian: Oh God. *buries his face in his hands*
Gwen: O-on the bright side of things, I don't think it's very safe to go offstage now anyway?
4̸0̷4̶ ̵E̸r̸r̵o̵r̷ ̵N̴o̵t̴ ̴F̸o̶u̷n̷d̷: ̷*offstage* S̶͈͎̦̐̋̒̄Ű̴̖͝B̸̦̀͋̕͜M̵̤̠͂̾̄̔͝I̷̦̐͌̚ͅṮ̷̢̨̞̱̈́̅ ̵̪͐͑̓͘T̶̨̓̂̏Õ̴̧̠͖͕̟ ̶͉̩͓͙̉̋͋Ŷ̵̡̩͍̠͘Ǒ̶̘͚̓̌̅͌̈́Ŭ̶̧͆̑͗R̸͇̓̽͑͋͑̍ ̷̨̛̛̗̯͈̫̤̌̃͝F̵̯̭͙̜̩͐̕A̷̛͕͎͎͜T̶̯̭͖́̔Ẻ̶͉̪̭̫̣̉͌̊
Merlin:*still smiling beatifically*
Adrian - inspired by the tumblr ask: Does he have other mementos inside his bag? What's in there?
Cassandra: *has picked up her notepad again* Indeed... what's in the bag, Adrian?
Adrian: *stealthy look as he shifts the everpresent bookbag on his back* A change of clothes and... a change of clothes...
And what else?
Adrian: *even stealthier look* Some snacks. And my favorite drink. And... uh... MC'sfavoritedrink
Merlin: *hands folded in the Gendo Ikari pose as they cackle*
Gwen: Aww, I think that's sweet!
Adrian: And also a ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ *looks startled as his words are suddenly drowned out by the blaring horn of a spoiler warning*
Thanks, Adrian, but that would be a spoiler for certain MC's at the start of Chapter 2-3! And now moving along... Broderick, come back now.
Broderick: Fucking dammit, I almost made it too! *stalks back to his seat from the very edge of the stage*
Merlin: Yes, that's what they always say.
Speaking of which. The audience says "Also, yes on the Fuck Marry Kill, I was gonna ask that for Broderick too, force him on stage for once!"
Broderick: ლ(ಠ益ಠლ)
Gwen: *claps hands* Ooh, do we get to play party games now?
Cassandra: *poised with her pen, ready to jot down even more notes*
Broderick - Fuck Marry Kill (Yes, you have to answer)
Broderick: I'd kill you all!
Gwen: 😯
Cassandra: *scribbling furiously*
Percy: *offstage* Sus.
Merlin: Yes, how very 'sus' of you, Broderick.
Go on.
Broderick: I'd fuck... myself.
Gwen: 😯
Merlin: *is doing an incredible wicked witch impression with their evil cackling at the moment*
Cassandra: Well, that's certainly one way of dealing with... that. But not very fun, is it?
Let me remind you that you can't marry yourself, Broderick.
Broderick: . . . . . . . . I'd marry the sane MC on the very, very rare occasions where they show up!
Adrian: *squinting*
Gwen: 😳
Merlin: Ah, but do you deserve the sane MC at their best if you can't take the cloudcuckoolander MC at their worst?
Broderick: ლ(ಠ益ಠლ)
And now that we've finished pulling those particular teeth, here is the last question. And another "interesting" one, at that!
Cassandra: *sits up straight* Ah. The entire reason I showed up today.
saboteur: what's your name? <<
*Everyone on stage begins looking at each other in burgeoning suspicion. A few heads turn and stare pointedly at Broderick.*
Gwen: 😯
Broderick: What?
Cassandra: *furiously scribbles* Interesting.
Adrian: *sighs* I suppose that'd be a bit too easy, huh?
All right then. That's all the time we've got for today. Remember to send in your questions in the next Suggestions post if you belong to the Greater Circle!
Merlin: Ah... that was delightful. I haven't had such a good laugh in centuries.
Comments
Hazard
And you can't even do normal strikeout text with Patreon, you need to find a vertical strikeout text generator. You get to see more of the Harbingers when they come busting in (or are fleeing from the horrors backstage). *insert cat!Adrian closing the door gif here*
Some
P̸a̸t̸r̸e̸o̸n̸ c̸o̸m̸m̸e̸n̸t̸s̸ n̸o̸t̸ l̸e̸t̸t̸i̸n̸g̸ m̸e̸ e̸m̸b̸e̸d̸ g̸i̸f̸s̸ h̸u̸r̸t̸s̸ m̸y̸ s̸o̸u̸l̸ /gleeful cackling Merlin is right, this 𝐰𝐚𝐬 delightful~ e̸v̸e̸n̸ i̸f̸ B̸r̸o̸d̸e̸r̸i̸c̸k̸ t̸o̸t̸a̸l̸l̸y̸ c̸h̸e̸a̸t̸e̸d̸!̸ It's great to get to see more of the other Harbingers ºʚ♡ɞº And Adrian - possessive, secretive, full of guilt, supportive of his totally-not-bf/gf/date MC. He really is the best babygirl
Hazard
Adrian says he has no idea what you're talking about, no Fetch drabble ever happened.
percalebedsheets
So Adrian really is possessive 😏Inch-resting....no wonder he was so pissed in the Fetch drabble
