set the scene:
you are a mad scientist
i've been in my
laboratory mixing various fluids and animal parts trying to get the
perfect elixir. People have been asking me for what, and I really
don't know how to answer that question. It's a question that only
people outside the mad scientist community would ask, but I generally
try to appease them by talking about eternal life or love or sexual
prowess. Everyone wants an elixir for all of those things. For me, I
suppose it's really just the possibilities of creating elixirs that
do all sorts of things.
When I was
younger I somehow discovered an elixir that allowed for the growth of
additional limbs. This wasn't as helpful as I thought it would be, as
no one wants to date a person with seventy four limbs. In retrospect,
I probably should have allowed the possibility for use in patients
who have lost one or both limbs, but I wasn't feeling that
magnanimous. I was creating elixirs to impress girls, not to help out
fellow doctors.
Plot twist: a car
is involved
i've been working
on adding car materials to my elixirs for a few years now. I read a
study where the patients started eating metals and alloys and
experiencing tremendous benefits. I thought I could apply this to my
elixirs, but sadly they haven't been producing many results. When I
tried to eat part of a steering wheel I ended up in the hospital for
seven weeks. Sometimes I curse my body for being so weak. If only I
had a more godly body, a body of the homo deus!
Plot twist: you
find a note of cryptic symbols
I find a note of
cryptic symbols that someone sent me in the mail the other week. It
was from someone named “supdarren” who had found symbols from Tal
Rasha's tomb. I have been wanting to find the true tomb of tal rasha
but for some reason can't defeat the summoner that leads me to him.
It's very discouraging scouring Tal Rasha's tomb only to come out
with an el or an eth rune at the end of it.
That being said,
I'm not sure if I'm physically capable of standing up to Duriel, the
beast that resides in his tomb. My summons die instantaneously and
I'm deathly vulnerable to both cold and poison.
Plot twist: a
mysterious man
A dark wanderer
taps at my window. I can barely see his face.
“tyriel?” I
ask.
“yes, it is
me.”
“what have you
come here for?”
“the soulstone”
“i don't have
it.”
“yes you do”
“i really
don't.”
“oh.”
with that the
wanderer takes off his mask. It wasn't tyriel. It was fucking darren
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