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Morty knows he shouldn't be screwing around with multidimensional shit. It's dangerous, it's impractical, it's blah blah blah. But it's a potential key to unlimited energy, how does nobody see that? He's built a dimensional siphon (it kind of looks like a cardboard box with a funnel and a TI-84 taped to it, but it damn well works), keyed in the dimensional coordinates to a random plane, and by God he's going to use it.
He flips the switch and waits for the energy bar to fill up.
It does! It fills up very rapidly. Then it explodes, along with the box. There's rather more smoke than there should be, and once the smoke clears someone is standing there.
"Oh dear," Morty says faintly.
Flicker at Whateley
in-like-a-lion
"There's been kind of a lot of supervillains. Those are both A-listers, though Deathlist's presumed dead on account of Detroit. He was this super murderous cyborg. Carson had a big archnemesis thing with him. Troll Bride's this witch who gains incredible power from devouring the souls of men she marries. She's come back from the dead, like, three times. Still trying to come up with ways to keep her down."
in-like-a-lion
Ariel cracks up.
"I mean, she's Norwegian, so we don't really have the authority. But she's a shapeshifter, so it'd be pretty hard, and I don't know that she needs the licenses anyway. Ceremony's usually more important."
"I mean, she's Norwegian, so we don't really have the authority. But she's a shapeshifter, so it'd be pretty hard, and I don't know that she needs the licenses anyway. Ceremony's usually more important."
point_b
"Is she in disguise? You'd think after she ate two or three souls the population would catch on."
in-like-a-lion
"Shapeshifter. She doesn't really keep to one identity. The only thing she can't shift away is a cow tail, and those can be hidden under skirts easily enough."
point_b
"It is my fondest ambition!" Bella checks her wristy thing to see how her capacity is doing.
in-like-a-lion
Consistent with prior trends! There's enough to futz around magically for a while, or just keep graphing trends.
point_b
"Wanna hang out and supervise my magic practice in case I accidentally summon a small malicious entity?"
in-like-a-lion
"Always check. I mean, you could still miss somebody, they might have turned invisible for canoodling purposes, but then it's their own damn fault."
point_b
"I am now having rather awkward visions of somebody invisibly canoodling and then having to hold very still and quiet until we leave."
in-like-a-lion
"Nah, you can always tell when you're right there. And it's an awkward moment for the people who give a shit, namely you and the happy couple, and we shoo."
point_b
"There is no really good invisibility? There are gemini who turn invisible good and proper."
in-like-a-lion
"Nah, there is. It's just, y'know, sex radiates heat, you can't stop breathing heavily on a moment's notice, your discarded clothes may not be so invisible, and if nothing else, it smells like sex. It's possible to cover all those, but people who can A, don't usually bother, and B, will usually just leave invisibly if interrupted."
in-like-a-lion
"Probably true. Though not by all that much, I know a lot of baselines who've mentioned walking in on an 'empty' classroom and having to excuse themselves."
point_b
"Where do you meet school-age baselines in quantity when you go here?" asks Bella, putting them over their last secluded grove, finding it empty, and putting them down in it.
in-like-a-lion
"Oh, sorry. I just mean non-Exemplars. Devisors, Shifters, that sort of thing. No physical enhancement junk, still Whateley material."
Ariel sits on a stump.
Ariel sits on a stump.
point_b
"Oh, I see."
Magic practice time! Bella is going to get the fireworks variant down if it... depletes her Essence reserves to any number above six and no farther. Yep.
Magic practice time! Bella is going to get the fireworks variant down if it... depletes her Essence reserves to any number above six and no farther. Yep.
in-like-a-lion
At what may be a pretty pivotal moment in the casting, there's the sound of an explosion from some not-far-enough-away distance. Ariel flinches.
in-like-a-lion
And the construct goes sideways, somehow, twists in on itself, and-
a basketball-sized mass of fluff appears in her hands. It looks up at her with its adorable round eyes and yawns, revealing a mouth packed to bursting with needle-sharp teeth.
a basketball-sized mass of fluff appears in her hands. It looks up at her with its adorable round eyes and yawns, revealing a mouth packed to bursting with needle-sharp teeth.