On the recent plot in paradisa

[schrodingersghost]

 I hate everything about my life right now. You realize that, right?  You let me get on a spaceship, and then you throw that at me? While joking about shattering all my dreams of space?

You suck. So much.

Can I go on strike now?  Is that a thing that can happen?

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[whistles_the_blues]

...You could always try.

[schrodingersghost]

The question is if it would work.

....Hey, Blues. You doing all right?

[whistles_the_blues]

It's worth a short whether it is or isn't.

Could ask you the same question...

[pluckydarling]

Self pitying will get you nowhere at all, you know.

[schrodingersghost]

Gee, thanks for the helpful advice.

Not.

[schrodingersghost]

...I'll be fine. I mean, this is hardly the first time a robot decided to take a swing at me.

Just, normally I can go ghost for it.

[cantsee]

[Here Danny, have a Russian Blue nearby, twitching her ears at the sound of your voice. Mind if she just sits by you, sitting up, positioned like that of an Egyptian cat?]

[cheesemaster]

Aw. Someone having a few troubles in their little community hm?

[schrodingersghost]

If by that you mean being kidnapped and traumatized by someone who isn't you, then yes.

Go away, Vlad.

[schrodingersghost]

....What is a cat doing here?

[cantsee]

[Using her whiskers to tell the distance between you and her, she sniffs your pant leg, then deciding that you are an okay presence, brushes her face against your pant leg. Notice how she doesn't "look" at you like a usual cat would.]

[schrodingersghost]

Um, nice cat? [Yeah, Danny was lost.]

[pluckydarling]

Oh, but it is helpful advice. You'd be best off following it.

[schrodingersghost]

Pass. I spent a week on a death ship of horrible doom and trauma with a bunch of people slowly going insane. I think I deserve a little self pity after all of that.

[pluckydarling]

Well I'd say you do deserve pity, then. But it still oughtn't be self inflicted. You should be stronger than that.

[cheesemaster]

Telling me to leave even when I am taking the time to express my concern of your predicament? I am positively hurt.

[And he's just going to float there in front of you Danny. Silly boy, you are simply just giving him an invitation.]

[schrodingersghost]

Okay, this? Is me not caring. I am so not in the mood for this.

1/

[cheesemaster]

Daniel. It's been awhile since I have had a similarly nice chat with you, or anyone of you for that matter. From what I have heard through the grapevine, you do not seem to have me or anyone to fill the role of this mentor-adversary as well. Two of a kind, as we always were.

[A moment of genuineness sprinkled across his features.]

2/2

[cheesemaster]

[But then is replaced with his typical smugness. His eyes glow and from there, six Plasmiuses are split, two at Danny's front sides and three in back of Danny. All seven hold out their hands, glowing with pink energy. All seven of them had a predatory sneer, all echoing eachother.]

Just this once, for old time's sake.

[schrodingersghost]

[Okay, you know what? That was IT. Danny had had enough. In the past week Danny had been 1. trapped on an evil spaceship of doom with a bunch of people slowly going insane and trying to open a gate to hell, 2. beaten up by a robot he normally considered to be a friend, 3. chased around said ship by hallucinations of his evil future self, and 4. Kidnapped and threatened with scalpels by a creep who made Vlad look sane and harmless while hallucinating his parents telling him that he needed to be dissected for his own good.

Dealing with Vlad's games was the last thing Danny wanted to deal with right now. But if he insisted on pushing it like this?

Hello misplaced aggression.

Danny shifts over to his ghost side and glares at the original Vlad.]

Just try it.