User blog comment:The Reptile King/Chocolate Holstaurus Chat place/@comment-27950421-20160428000033/@comment-27950421-20160504001015


 * I sigh and pick BTRs gem*

Me: Yes, with their new forms they will have to learn to behave in a more civilized manner.


 * I go to the gem back where it belongs but am distracted when I notice the witch trying to sneak out. I drop the gem and stride off to deal with her, causing the gem bounce a few times and roll before coming to a halt on the edge of the desk, leaving BTRs holographic avatar upside down but fortunately still facing the right way to see and talk to everyone.*

Me: Now where do you think you're going?


 * The witch whirls around to face me*

Witch: I'm leaving! And you can't do anything to stop me!


 * She runs out the door but instead of exiting the room she finds herself falling from the ceiling to face plant on the floor in front of me*

Witch: WHAT THE HELL!?!

Me: I'm summons master.

Witch: I NEVER MADE A CONTRACT WITH YOU!!!

Me: When you're as good as me you don't need one. I just need the contract to work the binding part of the spell. Moving stuff around is easy.

Witch: THAT'S NOT POSSIBLE!!!


 * I shrug*

Me: As far as most the Sabbath knowns it isn't. But I have access to information that they don't. A few of the Baphomets have probably figured out a bit of the basics but they probably keep a lid on it. Information like that can bring up some rather uncomfortable questions...


 * I hold out my hand and summoning circles appear around nearly every object and person in the room*

Me: Anyway this has gotten a bit out of hand so without further ado, I think I'll do something else that's impossible.


 * With a brilliant flash the lab is returned to how it was before the raptor rampage, all samples and notes in pristine condition and organized, though BTRs comm gem is still out of whack. However aside from myself, the witch and BTRs hologram everyone is missing*

Witch: huh...?

Me: wait for it.


 * suddenly a large summoning circle opens up in the ceiling dropping, Red, Evra, Safnar, the holstaurs, and the raptors in a large heaping pule of unhapoy people*


 * meanwhile in the Mr Cuddlezworths quarters, the giant lab rats find themselves with a holstaurus, in the grips of an unrealisticly large and overtly affectionate red tailed boa*


 * back with us*

Witch: but... a repair spell?

Me: What? No I don't know how to do something like that. I just stored everyone elsewhere, summoned the notes and samples from before the raptors went wild, and dumped the damaged materials elsewhere. No big deal.

Witch: 0.0

Me: What?

Witch: You summoned through time?

Me: yeah. No big deal... well there is the risk of putting a whole through space time and ending the universe as we know it but I've only done that a couple times.


 * The witch pauses to process this information, then immediately faints*