trade my soul for a wish

[from_scratch]

This is a successor to "call me maybe", which is getting crowded.

Cam is dipping a grilled cheese sandwich into a bowl of tomato soup when he feels the summons. He goes ahead and grabs it. Doesn't even drop the sandwich.


with Mark (kappa)

with Adanya (Aestrix)

with Sable (kappa)

with Ari (andaisq)

with Metella (kappa)

with Miles (kappa)

with Isabella (Eva)

with Steel (Rockeye)

with Daphne (Maggie)

with Edie (Maggie)

Comments

[from_scratch]

"All right. I will double-check my memory on amnestic drugs." Cam conjures an extremely futuristic computer-object. With no visible actions at all he zips around through file structures, finds what he's looking for, reads it, and remarks, "All right, trial dose of this one and see if he's allergic... aaaand he's not, good, I can nudge it up - and that should do it."

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"Is that a future computer?"

[from_scratch]

"I think we've settled on the theory that it is merely an extradimensional computer. But yes, this is a very recent-model demonic computer."

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"It's from a future! It's from farther ahead than this, anyway. It is futuristic."

[from_scratch]

"I will grant you that. Unfortunately, you cannot have one, because using it requires brain surgery."

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"Yep, that would be prohibitive."

[from_scratch]

"I mean, not strictly, but you'd have a much harder time of it than a daeva. I just made the chip in place and if I want to get rid of it the process is disturbing but not dangerous."

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"I'm not fond of the idea of introducing foreign matter to my brain. It's kind of the most important thing I have."

[from_scratch]

"Yeah. Speaking of the ongoing intactness of your brain, if after I've unleashed a hundred fifty years of medicine and terraformed at least one large sky rock and it's relatively lower in opportunity cost to determine if I can go to Hell and back - so to speak - if you summon me, or anyone else after this experiment yields its results, you may become a daeva when you die. I say may because of uncertainties about the interdimensionality but where I'm from it's quite consistent."

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"If we can dismiss and resummon you successfully I want all of my friends and family to do it."

[from_scratch]

"That is an entirely reasonable response."

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"I feel sort of vaguely cheated that if only one of us gets this it's Coma Guy."

[from_scratch]

"Yes, well, in exchange for this narratively inappropriate distribution of rewards: no malaria."

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"A worthwhile tradeoff. This does not appease my irrational emotional center."

[from_scratch]

"Oh well. Would you also like a candy bar?"

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"Yes, please!"

[from_scratch]

"Any requests?"

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"Snickers, please."

[from_scratch]

He hands her a Snickers. He doesn't bother with the wrapper.

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"You're awesome."

[from_scratch]

"Why thank you."

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"And I do mean for the malaria and so on, not just the deliciousness. My priorities aren't that far out of whack."

[from_scratch]

"I haven't done the malaria yet. I will need to travel to where malaria is found."

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"Yes, but you have expressed the intention and the ability, and this is awesome."

[from_scratch]

"I am fortified by your appreciation."