For Adstringendum's move to DW

[saintedsinner]

How far are you going to take this? Because at this point, it looks like I'm not going to be able to move forward without Winry.

Unless you do one of those magical, ultra special fudge units to keep this from getting worse, but the last time I checked the game doesn't work that way.

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[al_truism]

Fudge... units?

[saintedsinner]

Yeah. Fudging statistics so things keep running smoothly. She says it's a gaming term.

[al_truism]

Like tabletop?

[saintedsinner]

Yeah, like tabletop. -=Great. He's being compared to a Dungeons and Dragons thing.=-

[al_truism]

Y-Yeah, I don't think it's going to work that way. But Colonel Curtiss says he may be able to figure something out, if you'd allow him to.

[saintedsinner]

-=Sputter=- H-him?!

[al_truism]

Uh-huh!

[He's being cheerful because he knows Ed haaates him.]

[saintedsinner]

No. Fucking. Way.

[al_truism]

But what if he can help?

[saintedsinner]

I doubt it. This is automail.

He's an asshole.

Jacking the thread~

[the_necromancer]

I'm sincerely offended.

o7

[saintedsinner]

Yeah, whatever. Go build a wall like I said before.

[the_necromancer]

Although I am just offended on the behalf of the other version of myself in your game.

I actually only know who you are through my mundane. He was quick to point out our similarities.

[saintedsinner]

Similarities?

[the_necromancer]

So he didn't tell you.

[Great and he really can't leave it like this.]

I hate to be so cryptic but this is to avoid too many people from knowing our dirty little secrets. But we have a mother we miss dearly and would do anything for in common.

Do you understand?

[saintedsinner]

.... So?

[the_necromancer]

We attempted to do the same thing to help.

Except, I was the one to invent the method. You may think I am an "asshole" but I am your possible future.

[saintedsinner]

-=That's not comforting.=-

It doesn't matter. More than likely this is a stupid side event and we'll all be younger again at the end of the week.

Re: Jacking the thread~

[al_truism]

[Al's just going to step back from the oncoming trainwreck.]

[endureandwait]

Ed?

[saintedsinner]

Winry! Heeeeey.....


For the record? It's not my fault, this time.


-=Technically=-

[endureandwait]

Uh-huh. So what happened this time?

[saintedsinner]

Well. I uh...

-=This sounds lame=-


I grew.

[endureandwait]

Well, that tends to happen. [Except not as expected with Ed because. It's Ed.]

But I take it that would mean your auto-mail....oh jeez. [And here comes the facepalm as she groans, taking a deep breath.] I don't suppose anyone there could help you with that? Just how much did you grow? [Almost sounding accusatory for a moment despite him insisting it's not his fault. :l Everything has to be so hard and complicated with him somehow.]

[saintedsinner]

How far does one grow from seventeen to twenty? -=Wince.=-

The only ones here are Al and Negi and the notes you left.

[endureandwait]

...More than I expected. There's no way your arm and leg would still fit properly with the ports.... [Also slightly wincing because ouch he must be in pain.]

I hope they can help, at least Al knows a bit about auto-mail to do some adjustments. But if this isn't just the Animus messing with you this could be really bad, Ed.....

[saintedsinner]

I know. -=He could be left without his automail. Meaning... no alchemy. No walking. No house building. Nada.=-

[endureandwait]

At this point I guess just try make some adjustments so you're not too uncomfortable, at least with the leg, and wait it out to see if it doesn't change back in a week or so. [But she really wishes she were there to help.]

[saintedsinner]

That's the plan. We wait until we're certain that this isn't some hoax. In the mean time, it's looking over all those notes to figure out what we need to do.

-=So many want to help and Ed's so protective of his automail.=-

[endureandwait]

Yeah, seems that would be the best you can do for now. I'm sure it'll be okay, Ed. [Because she doesn't want him in such pain, but she knows he's pretty insistant on having her do his repairs.]

[saintedsinner]

It will. -=His faith is in his brother.=-

Thanks, Winry.

[endureandwait]

Right. I'm just sorry I can't help more, but if this is only for a week like we suspect, even if I made you a new arm and leg it would take time and then you'd need to adjust to it and then I'd probably need to re-attach the smaller auto-mail.

[saintedsinner]

And who knows if this is only an event, the Animus would allow growth again.

-=wasted energy.=-

[endureandwait]

I don't know. I just hope you and Al will be okay with all of this.

[saintedsinner]

We've been through worse. We'll be okay.

[endureandwait]

Yeah. I know.