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[wipeout1024]

"What? The Primettes are one of the most famous Motown groups. I'm part of them. Anyways, what's your name?"

[AoshimaMichio]

"What is Motown group? I'm Ryan! Can I eat your heart? I want to grow big and strong." He manages to ask in very innocent manner. Like asking for a bite of someone's icecream.

[wipeout1024]

Dianne backs away slightly. "Well, Motown is a record company, and my band has a record contract with them. Also, please don't eat my heart. That won't end well for either of us."

[AoshimaMichio]

"Why not? Strong heart is good heart, it would be good for me. Mommy said she needed to be strong before she ate mine. Xankarvo can make you new one!"

Try to convince this singer that me eating her heart would be good idea. Should it fail, look out for someone who looks like they wouldn't miss their integral bodyparts.

[wipeout1024]

"Who's Xan...what's it? How the heck would you regenerate a new heart?"

[Comrade P.]

"Who's Xan...what's it? How the heck would you regenerate a new heart?"

John steps forward, approaching a new arrival he must've overlooked. Wrapped in shapeless clothes, he seems to himself just a wreck of his former self, with that tacked on immobile skull for a head. One could spot it in his eyes if he - or she - would be perceptive enough to look past the facade, but he saves self-loathing for later.

- This man, Xankarvo, has powers far surpassing such a feat, I believe, it's just that he barely controls them now. He grows stronger, and tames them alarmingly fast, especially under pressing circumstances. Name's John. This here beast - he stomps the deck a couple o'times - and posse are travelling together in this realm. Our journeys have left us injured and crooked, and we could use your help, Dianne. We have food and shelter for you if you agree, and we will try to stand for you in times of trouble if you will stand for us. What do you say?

[Toaster]

Dave chooses a helpful time to interject.  "Yeaaaah, friend!  Xan shoots fire out of his ass and makes gods tremble!  He can bring back the dead with his crazy fire tricks!  This is a reaaaaaaal party shop!"  He waves around his booze for emphasis.

[wipeout1024]

John steps forward, approaching a new arrival he must've overlooked. Wrapped in shapeless clothes, he seems to himself just a wreck of his former self, with that tacked on immobile skull for a head. One could spot it in his eyes if he - or she - would be perceptive enough to look past the facade, but he saves self-loathing for later.

- This man, Xankarvo, has powers far surpassing such a feat, I believe, it's just that he barely controls them now. He grows stronger, and tames them alarmingly fast, especially under pressing circumstances. Name's John. This here beast - he stomps the deck a couple o'times - and posse are travelling together in this realm. Our journeys have left us injured and crooked, and we could use your help, Dianne. We have food and shelter for you if you agree, and we will try to stand for you in times of trouble if you will stand for us. What do you say?

Dianne stares at the man's form, but keeps quiet. After hearing his speech, she responded. "Currently, I have nothing better to do with my un-life other than reminiscing about how I could have been more famous, so I will go along with you guys. It's a pleasure to meet you.

[Toaster]

"WOOOOOOOOOO!"

[Comrade P.]

- It's funny that you mention being famous. You see, we discovered this book recently, a study conducted by a man roaming this realm. He claimed that public admiration empowers the admired. Essentially, you are what people think you are. We haven't quite figured it out ourselves, perhaps Xan can tell you more. I figured there is no sense in keeping that a secret. Anyway, I'm going back to driver's place. Help yourself to some food, lay down for a while if you must. Otherwise I figure we could use a hand repairing the damage our platform suffered. Rally the idle to that cause, if you don't feel like doing that yourself.

[Toaster]

Dave stopped at that last statement.  He hadn't realized that yet himself, but something stirred in his drunken mind.  "Wait... so if you're all convinced I'm a giant monster like I saw in my dream, it'll become true?"

[wipeout1024]

Dianne nods, and goes to lay down for a bit.

[Comrade P.]

"Wait... so if you're all convinced I'm a giant monster like I saw in my dream, it'll become true?"

- I can't see why not, - John says as he leaves for his place.

[Yoink]

Scratch myself. Watch the surroundings idly as I wait for something to happen.
Cautiously avoid the newcomer. And anyone else, for that matter.

[Toaster]

"Swell!" 

Run around and convince everyone I am a giant beast capable of ripping men in half.