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[heiroglyphs]

Wait, Retrospec can uninstall itself too?

Does he still, like, remember horses and colors and shit?

[mincingminuet]

No he does not.

[And that's where Pen flops onto the table, arms extended.]

[heiroglyphs]

Okay. Wow.

[She's just going to set her glass on the table.]

That is... legitimately terrifying.

[mincingminuet]

[Face down...Pen mumbles:]

Yeah. Not just him either. Asami too.

[heiroglyphs]

Well... hey, the app showed up once before, maybe it'll happen again?

Retrospec clearly enjoys fucking with us, they wouldn't just throw away their toys like that, right?

[mincingminuet]

Maybe. But what if it's not Retrospec doing that?

I mean, what if it's something else.

I can't quite...um...I mean shit, Retrospec is weird but they sent me a freaking spear.

[heiroglyphs]

The fuck, seriously? Yin got an arm, Victoria got a dress, this is some fucked up Santa Claus shit.

What does any of that even mean? And why haven't I gotten anything?

[mincingminuet]

Seriously. I got a spear. I'd show it to you but I don't wanna get up right now.

[Pouring another glass of wine.]

But I dunno. Have you gotten any like...powers or anything?

[heiroglyphs]

Powers? Shit, I don't know. I don't feel any different than I always have. What about you?

[mincingminuet]

[Sounds like a sailor was in that drink...damn.]

Actually? Yeah.

[heiroglyphs]

[Nothing greases the lips quite like alcohol.]

Wait, seriously? Like how?

[mincingminuet]

Like. Magic. In my crazy memories, I see myself casting magic spells.

And summoning creatures.

[heiroglyphs]

Summoning? Like... out of the ground or something?

[mincingminuet]

Not...no. Not demons.

[Pen holds up a small green shard of crystal.]

From stones.

[heiroglyphs]

[Vera leans in to take a closer look.]

Must be a pretty tiny creature to come out of that.

[mincingminuet]

No? want to see?

[heiroglyphs]

Wait, see? I thought you said it was a memory. You can actually do that?

[mincingminuet]

[She nods, jangling the crystal.]

Yep. I learned how to do it a month or so ago.

[heiroglyphs]

The fuck, Pen? You can make monsters out of rocks and you waited a whole month to tell me?

That's weird as hell!

[mincingminuet]

I mean, what do you want me to say? "Hey, I can make these weird monsters come to life" ? I've been processing it and trying not to freak out or tell too many people because hell...you think that the government would wanna let me keep it.

Here though.

[That said, she squeezes the stone and murmurs a word. And out comes the Alraune. Right onto the table, a small creature about the size of a large doll, with a sackcloth body and a tomato for a head. It strikes a pose, arms over it's head in a \o/ gesture.]

Just this guy so far. But I've felt like there are others.

[heiroglyphs]

[And Vera TOPPLES BACKWARDS OUT OF HER CHAIR, kicking her legs and pointing at that... thing. It's a miracle she didn't spill her wine, honestly.]

It's that... tomato thing!! I remember you drawing that thing a while ago. Why is it real?!

[mincingminuet]

[Well, it does a little dance now. A happy, hoppy little dance. Hello my baby, hello my honey...

Penelope may have taught it that dance.]

Because it is? I have no idea why it's real. But here it is.

[It chirps finally, and hops down off the table, studying Vera.]

It's called an Alraune.

[heiroglyphs]

[Vera will just scoot backwards on her butt a few feet.]

It has teeth, Pen! Why is it looking at me?

[mincingminuet]

Maybe it thinks you look tasty?

[heiroglyphs]

[AND SCOOTING CLEAR TO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE ROOM NOW]

That's not funny!!