Here's the abridged version of some awesome RP that kept me up really late on Thursday.
Demagul Riwe Goes to the Doctor
(Demagul limps into the library to find Evirea and Orarid talking.)
Demagul: Hey Stranger! Can you tell me a really personal story about your past? Ow! My arm!
Evirea: Yeah sure!
(Evirea tells Demagul the story, with many childish interruptions from Orarid.)
Demagul: Gee thanks! That was really cool!
Evirea: Now that I told you, you need to tell me about your leg.
Demagul: Oh yeah, that! Well, it’s totally the only injury on my body! Nothing else, nada! Please ignore the fact that my arm is obviously a mess!
Evirea: Your leg looks really bad. I need to stitch it up for you, either that or you can magically heal it with a spell.
Demagul: Oh wow, that’s a hard decision! I know I just met you, but I think you should stitch it up for me. Ow! That was my leg, totally not my arm. Ignore the fact that I keep rubbing my arm with a pained expression.
Orarid: What’s up with your arm? My aunt’s gonna need to cut it off!
Demagul: Nothing! Nothing at all! My arm is perfectly fine! Ow…
(Orarid touches Demagul’s arm and he jumps back screaming in pain)
Evirea: Dude that’s definitely not fine. Come on, I’m taking you to get it operated. What happened to it?
Demagul: Uhh… that story’s not exactly rated G. I don’t think Orarid should hear it.
Orarid: I’m not a kid! Look! I have armpit hair!
Evirea: Whatever. Be a good little kid and go get Aleeane. We’re taking Demagul to… THE DOCTOR’S OFFICE!
Demagul: NOOOOO!!!! ANYTHING BUT THE DOCTOR’S OFFICE!!!
Evirea: Dude you're coming with us.
(Orarid runs off and gets Aleeane, and they drag Demagul to Evirea’s guildhouse. For some reason Jayose doesn’t care that somebody’s being kidnaped in his library.)
Evirea: Okay, get on the bed and take off your robe. We’re only girls.
Demagul: I won’t love anyone after… Oratic…
(Demagul has a flashback while telling the story of his dead lover. It ends in him cutting his arm with a knife every day so a wound can’t heal.)
Aleeane: Now would your girlfriend approve of that?
Demagul: [sobbing] My girlfriend’s dead!
Aleeane: But would she approve if she came back?
Demagul: No. Okay, you’ve convinced me, but before you heal it…. I have one little request…
Evirea and Alleane: What?
Demagul: Could you…. like leave a really cool scar?
Aleeane: Totally! How much do you want me to make it hurt?
Demagul: A lot. I want to suffer…
Aleeane: You got it!
(Aleeane performs an insane, agonizing operation on Demagul's arm, somehow managing to keep a poker face.)
Demagul: Wow… that was painful… but this scar looks awesome so it was totally worth it.
Aleeane: Thanks! Be sure to tell everyone about this custom scars business. I bet I could make a ton of money!
Demagul: Yeah sure. Bye!
Aleeane: Bye!
Evirea: But what about your leg?
Demagul: Oh yeah! I totally forgot about that!
(Aleeane fixes his leg and they live happily ever after.)
The End