new muse! [voicetesting, canon is wilfred]

[sugarpills]

Yeah. Um, hi.

Look, we kind of just met. Don't you think this is a bit sudden?

It's not that I'm not interested or anything! I'm just a bit, well, awkward. And as far as I can see, you're not. Maybe you should just stick to someone else you're a bit more familiar with.

And no offense, but I'm not really into games.

Comments

[anexpert]

It might be helpful to clone yourself.

Then the mun will think that your clone is actually you, and then he can go instead.

[sugarpills]

...A clone?

Where would I even go to get a clone? [ not saying yet that this guy's idea is actually pretty good. ]

[anexpert]

You have to make one, but it's pretty easy. You'll need some household items. I made a video that will show you how to do it. The mun won't believe that the baby clone is you, so you'll need a time accelerator to make it the same age as you. I have an extra one, so I can probably mail it to you if you don't have one.

After that, you can give the clone some clothes and he'll be pretty good. Then you can hide and the Mun will think the clone is you. Then he'll be sent to have fun while you r--... rust.

[sugarpills]

[ He's watching the video...while making various faces. ] ...Body juices...?

Listen, I don't think this'll even work. You can just put...whatever that was in a 'time accelerator' and make yourself a clone. Wasn't that just a mini tardis?

....While I rust?

[anexpert]

You'll need liquid from a body.

I think you should take my advice, I'm an expert. If it would help, I could show you my ham, so that you know I'm trustworthy.

[ He stares for a second at the rust question. Enjoy that droopy-eyed gaze from behind his coke-bottle glasses. ]

... y-yeah.

[sugarpills]

.....Any kind of liquid?

I, I see your ham. [ You're creeping him out a bit, here. ] What are you even an expert in?

[ Is he crazy? ] What's that supposed to mean?

[anexpert]

B-Body liquid.

[ more like intimidating him with extensive expert knowledge right. ] I'm an expert in everything that you can imagine. It's pretty good.

[ Maybe. ] You'll... you're gonna rust.

[sugarpills]

.............Yeah. Okay.

[ CLOSE ENOUGH. He's not believing this quite yet, though. ] Everything.

W-Why would I rust? What does a clone have to do with rust? I'm not even metal!

1/2

[anexpert]

2/2

[anexpert]

Y-Yeah.

HELP I'M DYING

[sugarpills]

.........................................
........................
......Okay.

Thanks. For your help.

DYING FROM ALL OF THAT EXPERT ADVICE??????

[anexpert]

Thanks.

oh my god wilfred love ♥

[superpup]

[ Might be that a dog is one of the last things Ryan was hoping to see in this strange place-- well, that can't be helped. Krypto pads up to the man and tilts his head to one side- games?

Superhero cape and all. ]

YESSSS. do you think he's okay so far?

[sugarpills]

[ A dog.
Oh, whoa. A dog.

He just...stares at it for a few minutes. It's been a while since he saw an actual dog; majority of the time, any dog he sees is standing on two legs, has a costume on, and either is smoking, or saying rather obscene things that dogs shouldn't be saying. Or humping things. But this dog is standing on all four legs, looks like a legitimate dog, and isn't smoking or talking. The only thing that's out of the ordinary here is that it's wearing a cape, but believe me, he's seen worse.

Is this because of...?


Let's not think about that now.

Ryan manages a small smile, and kneels down, scratching the little guy behind the ears. ] Heeey, bud. [ Oh wow, this is actually pretty sad. ] 'S been a while since I've seen a real dog. Or, a normal dog, anyway.