Nnngh.....what hell was that? Did I pass out or something? Huh? This isn't my house...This doesn't even look like Resembool.

What the hell is going on? This doesn't make any sense...

Hey Al, what do you thin---Al? Al?! Hey Alphonse!!
Damnit, where’d he go? He better not have wandered off...

[[OOC: Enter one confused littleyoung Ed]]

Brother? Dad? Where'd you go?

Brother?

I-I'm scared.

[Is four years old. Also, is carrying around his hat since it's too big for him. Sup.]

...

I think I need a new litter box.

*The following posters have been tacked up around Central:

INTRODUCING: JUNIOR SCIENTIFIC ANOMALY 1915

Open to children aged 10 and under! Boys and girls both welcome!

To register please see Edna Elric in room 203 at the Scientific Anomaly Inn.*

OKAY.

The next person who calls me short, or implies it somehow.
They will be vomiting slugs for two days.

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Erm, mage Edward, I am sorry for leaving the shop completely to your care. You can keep it closed if you wish. I have some problems I need to deal with at the moment ( Read more... )

Yeah, yeah, this place gets more and more batshit everyday. Normal folk - humans and homunculi and random tin cans - then wizards, vampires, mages, and what the hell, even heroes.

Does anyone need saving here? Can you even save anyone in here?

We're all doomed. Might as well make the best out of it.

Now off to find that cat Alphonse.

I made brownies this time~. Would anybody like one?

Ah, Brother?

I uh- I found this cat.

BEFORE YOU SAY "NO".

He's me! From another world! We can't just leave him out in the cold, right? Can I take him home?

*...where was he?

Oh, this was just perfect*