Three Knitted Giant Ties

[grimmdark]

Around Mayfield, daytime. Open to all.

[There is a giant Rose walking down the street. Streets, sometimes. She seems to be pretty calm considering she's suddenly bigger than she could ever be, but this is Rose we are talking about. At least her clothes grew with her. God bless long concealing 50's skirts and stupidly long dark socks too

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[nolongeralpha]

[caw caw guess which one of your friends can actually meet eye level with you?]

Fuck, I knew this hearty fifties fare is probably more nutritious than anything your mom fed you but I think this growth spurt might be a little overboard.

[grimmdark]

What can I say? I'm a growing teenager. Irregular height sprouts are to be expected.

[nolongeralpha]

Oh, that's right, blame puberty. Pretty sure they didn't cover this in health class. 'course, they didn't cover growing feathers in new and strange places, so I guess this just goes to show how crap the educational system is.

[grimmdark]

It's a world of discovery for generations to come. Last time I cared to check though, Mayfield is far from up to date when it comes to youth and their growth. Communists just take too much time to explain, apparently.

I wonder if you could have grown this much. That would have been quite a sight.

[nolongeralpha]

Too busy telling us not to share our resources to tell us how not to share diseases and shit.

What, as bird? Fuck, I'd be like Cawzilla. Able to fly off with cars and shits the size of trees.

[grimmdark]

I think most people in this town are smart enough to figure the second one. Most.

Cawzilla. I believe you might be onto something.

[nolongeralpha]

Pfft that's pretty optimistic of you.

I am totally onto something; whatever it is, I am on it like a wide receiver on a quarterback, going for the safety.

[The fact that all three of those terms are even from the same sport is pretty much completely coincidence]

[grimmdark]

What can I say, even I am prone to such hopeless delusions.

And I have no idea of what you just tried to imply, but whatever that was it probably was on the same line we were just discussing.

[nolongeralpha]

Gotta work on that; can't be a psychobabbleanalyst if you're suffering from insanity.

I don't know either it kind of got away from me like Cawzilla evading the discovery channel's hunt for real monsters.

[grimmdark]

If it seems to be detrimental I will take the necessary measures. For the time being, a touch of mental agility is welcomed.

There is also the part where you would get hunt down and eventually subdued by the undying human need to shoot at big, weird things.

[nolongeralpha]

You must be pretty fucking mentally agile to jump up on those dreams, you could pretty much win the mental Olympics with stats like that.

Unless they just find out I am lonely and misunderstood then maybe I will become their friend and we can fight weird space aliens or something I swear like half the Godzilla movies he's not even the bad guy.

[grimmdark]

Flattery will only get you swatted out of the sky.

You can only kill the over sized lizard abomination a number of times before it gets old, apparently. That's another set of movies I am thankful I haven't crossed paths with.

[nolongeralpha]

Can't swat what you can't catc- okay wait seriously don't they took most of my roof ninja skills that don't even work when you're a bird.

Yeah, I guess beating up dumb reptiles would get boring; kicking the crocs' financial asses got boring after like the first day.

[grimmdark]

I doubt so, if they are the result of training and aren't of the supernatural sort you should retain whatever nimbleness you had before arrival. Not that it makes it any hard to strike an orange talking feathery mass when I am more than capable of kicking a house to the other side of the street.

Yet no less challenging, I assume. Killing new and more interesting things goes more into accordance with human behavior though.

[nolongeralpha]

Well I also wasn't a bird upon arrival and how the fuck can you call anything about Bro natural or subnatural?

Sorting algorithm of evil and all that? So guess we should expect even worse things to follow.

[grimmdark]

You weren't? And what could you be after you ended up here stranded with us then? And Bro is a completely separated category on his own. I can't even fathom to pretend I understand his inner workings.

As usual, it can only go downhill from here. Down to the depths of Erebus, and unto the chill of the waters of Styx, which by now I would not be entirely dumbfounded to discover are comprised of daily milk.