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June smirked, shoving the newbie out into the apartment, "He wants to join."

~*Scotty-Boy*~

Scotty cautiously looked around as he was asked all the basic questions. He stood up a little more straight and said "Indeed I do speak. I am Scott Baker, but you can call me Scotty. I am among the long living, as I am a half elf." Scotty looked at the man who held glue and hamsters with a toaster on the table, with more wonder than fear.


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"Duri, your memory isn't serving you quite well." June crossed her arms and looked over at the toaster.
That. Poor. Toaster.
"Anyhow, could you show him around? I need to bring the toaster to a therapist."

"Well, I'm Duriono lastnamesomethingdemonic, but you can just call me Duri." Duriono said with a positive demeanor. "Nice magic trick, you'll definitely fit right in." He ripped the makeshift bandages off of his hand and tossed the bloodied papers into the trash while escorting Scotty into the living room. As he did this he looked back at June and said "Hey, that toaster knew what it was getting into! It torched my waffles the other day, and I @#$#$%$ love my waffles."
In the living room were a rather, not so lively group of people. But it was a group of people nonetheless!
"Hey, guys! Juney's grabbed us a newbie!"
The group only slightly roused themselves, with a man with sunglasses only raising his neck slightly and saying. "Is it a chick?" Despite Scotty already being in the room.
"Uh.. no, he's right here, Bishop." He said flatly, pointing at Scotty as if his fingers were neon signs.
"Excuse him," A blonde in the room raised a hand. "I'm Mary, generally the hand-to-hand specialist and sniper for the group. I like sweets, my headphones." She gestured towards the pair she was wearing on her head. "And not having to deal with the newbies, and this is Key." She motioned towards a young Dark Elf sitting on the coffee table in front of her, he looked at Scotty over his shoulder and away from his notepad. "Hi, nice to meet you." He then motioned off to the man who could have been mistaken for a shaved bear, Brig. "Brig." He simply said. "I like to punch things. And that's Bishop. He's an a*****e." He pointed at the man with the shades.
"Damn straight." Bishop sneered.

Duri dug his hand under his hat and sighed, melancholic. "Well, they're usually a bit cheerier than this. And this isn't even all of them. We're missing Aleta and Riften."

(( Since we're in the middle of getting some things updated for the newbies, I'll fill you in on everything tomorrow. 'Cause it's late here. The stuff that's up right now, aside from the ghouls and psychopaths threads is generally ignorable. I'll point out some more important threads in a bit.))

A hamster just then ran out from under Duri's hat, his skin stuck to it's fur and scampered down the arm of his coat.
"Yick." He stuck his tongue out at it and smacked it off.
No animals were abused in the making of this post, by the way.
"Is that my hamster?" Key asked.
"Yeah." Duri responded.
"Oh, okay." Key went back to his notepad, leaving Duri to guide Scotty to the rest of the apartment. "We're almost done." And in quick succession, he motioned towards a bunch of rooms off to the side of a hallway.
"Mary's, Bishops, Key's, Riften's, Brig's, Armory, closet, bathroom number one, bathroom number two, My room, June's room." For his and June's room, he just pointed to two separate sides of a bed.
"Now you're ready to head out into the field!" He turned around at the end of the hallway. "Do you like getting shot at or getting cut up?"

Just as Scotty finished speaking, a giant axe flew at the wall between he and Duri. "If you insist." June walked through him and yanked the axe from the wall.

~*Scotty-Boy*~

Scotty leaned back as the axe started its flight to Duri and himself, dodging it. Curious to the fact that Duri showed no pain after the axe ripped off his nose, Scotty listened as the leader started to talk and bark orders and ask questions. "I have honestly never had to use a gun before. If you had something like, maybe a metal rod that can open and close for easy storage and mobility, that would be great." Scotty found it easier to use his telepathy and a long stick, or branch if that was around, to fight his way. If he could get a lightweight yet sturdy rod that he could open and close, his life would be so much easier. Since Scotty could never curve his own bullets, he never took an interest into weaponry that had to do with black powder. He followed Duri and June to the garage, bewildered to see what it could hold.

~*Scotty-Boy*~

Scotty eyes grew a little as the thought of completing this task alone would be, so he asked to answer his mind. "You want me to go alone?" He didn't know what to expect to a gang trying to take over a town, but he knew he would need one more item if he gets his metal staff. June asking Duri to use himself as target practice made Scotty laugh a little.