Thread: Split Ends: Start-Up

"I'm talking about Keldeo DNA."

"That's pointless though..."

"No, it's not. You lost yours, so we're simply gonna put it back in!"

"...Maxwell, are you s-stupid...?"

"No, but you're a professional idiot to have not realized you were being used by the Project."

OOC: The hot air made the hole bigger, right?

"What? Did someone just use a move that involves hot air? Is anyone even listening?"

"Then give m-me one good reason why I need more Keldeo DNA."

OOC: Heat Wave, to be exact.

An avian Merge stepped though the hole.

"Because you don't have any right now. As far as I know, it'll restore your cardiovascular system."

OOC: That's one small merge o_O

"The hell?! Who're you? Are you Helen's grandfather?!"

OOC: Avian means 'birdlike'. It has no relation to size.

"No. Why the hell would you think that?" F-III quipped.

OOC: I used 'quipped' correctly, right? I'm a stranger to the word. Also, remember that F-III was on the roof of the house, not inside it.

"You are, aren't you...? You can't build a plane without blueprints. I just need to wait for my sword to repair itself..."

OOC: It's fine.

"DNA is the blueprint, dumbass." Maxwell sighed. "Good luck finding a medieval blacksmith."

OOC: I know what avian means! I thought you meant they stepped out of the hole in the collar...

"Oh, it's you. Can you help me destroy this collar thing? I'm not sure how much more I can do without hurting Helen."

"It repairs itself?! Then what was all this panic about?"

"Congratulations... Think about it for a ch-change. My sword is a K-Keldeo horn, so what's a horn...?"

"A horn. A horn. How could losing a simple horn take out your lungs in the first place!?"