Event Twenty-Three.

[awashmods]

Hickety pickety, my black hen, She lays eggs for gentlemen; Sometimes nine, sometimes ten, Hickety pickety, my black hen.

t's a beautiful day today. The sun is shining, the Town is peaceful...and there's a new fluffy (or scaly or slimy or who knows what) friend living in your home, staring at you. One moment they're gone, then next they're there, staring at you with bright, inquisitive eyes. At first, everything seems fine -- they're friendly, and cute, even, and very helpful. But... well, as per all things in the Town? It can't ever be that easy. Take care to watch out for what these Cute Animal Companions are going to do, because it's not going to be pretty. Welcome to Awash's Twenty-third event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to make your own logs and posts for this event! If there are any questions, please ask them here. Thank you!

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[heartsteals]

1

[ he is, generally, not an animal person - not that he dislikes them, but he doesn't care to have a pet. While a lot of his friends have managed to end up providing for at least one (usually mutated) animal during their stay here, Lupin remains a free man. Sure, there are the pink dance bees he got in a jar that he freed and which seem to have taken up residence near his house, but he doesn't actively tend to them; and sure, Akechi has a cat that he keeps in their house, but Lupin only cares for it when he really needs to.

Which means he's very puzzled when a fox, of all creatures, appears and starts following him around. For one thing, he's never seen one around here before now. For another, it's so friendly that he doesn't even believe it is a fox at first - but it's very obviously not a dog. He tries to shoo it away, even tries to direct it to the woods, but no matter what he does, it comes trotting back to him, tame as a puppy, and by the mid-afternoon, he's given up, standing in front of his house and its budding rosebushes with a cute, fluffy fox sitting on its haunches in front of him, looking up inquisitively. When he sees someone pass by, he lifts a hand to get their attention-- ]

Hey! You don't happen to know what foxes like to eat, do you?

[ that must be the problem, right?! ]

2

[ It was not the problem. The little guy wouldn't leave him alone. Lupin eventually had to concede defeat and let it into his house - which has turned out to not be as bad as he was expecting. For being a fox, it's friendly, cuddly, even, and house-trained, too. Maybe he could get used to this.

It even started bringing back presents to his room! Presents that... your character might be missing.

In the latter half of the week, the fox begins to nick items from other peoples' houses and bring them back to Lupin's room. If your character doesn't know him very well, they might only be missing some food or socks. If they're a good friend of Lupin's, however, it might take something seriously important to them. They might come home to find it missing entirely... or they might catch the little black fox high-tailing it out of a door or window, the stolen prize firmly clutched in its jaws as it sprints back to Lupin's house. Chase down that culprit!! ]

[passio]

i. you are my sunshine (OTA)

[ dextera wakes up, like everyone else in town, to an unusual extra animal sitting in his room—leliel is outside with the other chickens, he knows this, but the rough size and weight is enough for his bleary mind to think that his chicken has come back into the room somehow.

so he moves to examine it, and: ]

Waaaoohh?!

[ it’s probably the loudest noise dextera has ever made, which is still not very loud, and his voice in fact gives out, but what has caused him to yell would probably get a scream from anyone.

a strange, spider-like creature scuttles away from him at the sound, and imploringly blinks the eyes on its joints at him. ]

ii. the not so bitsy spider (OTA)

[ the spider, the Sun by its technical name, is complaisant enough. it follows dextera without causing much trouble, and besides from looking horrifying, it doesn’t seem dangerous.

it’s just that dextera knows otherwise, so he’s on edge about it at every possible opportunity. rightfully so, because it’s only a matter of time before he catches it prowling around the chicken coop. ]

Wait!

[ it’s a fast little bastard, though, so it easily escapes his attempts to grab it, and bobs up and down like it’s just playing a game. ]

iii. if you have friends then fuck you (CLOSE CR)

[ if you’re unfortunate enough to be someone dextera considers a friend, or even someone that dextera has a personal investment in, be prepared to come home to find this horrible pseudo-organic spider having plastered a web of thick, bright green mucus over your door. it sits in the middle, wiggling ominously every time anyone tries to approach.

if you do try to disturb it without dextera’s help, it spits out a blue mist—and prepare to suddenly be moving veeeeeery sloooooooooooowly. ]

iv. wildcard!

( please enjoy dextera’s new pet! he’ll mostly just be trying to wrangle it, so feel free to also use the wildcard to attack him with your chosen animal companion! as always, feel free to hit me at pavaal! )

[unghost]

I. its so fluffy

[ The fairytales in the library certainly don’t cover every animal under the sun - there’s still a great deal of animals that Cairngorm has simply never seen or heard of before, which is part of what makes this whole ordeal an extra level of alarming. The animal attached to them is none other than a a white ram, with wide curled horns and very… very soft looking fleece. In fact, that’s what predictably gets their attention first when the strange animal starts following them in the first place, aside from wondering about what it’s supposed to be, and whether it’s mutated or not. They’ve seen sheep before, but never one quite like this…

They can be found knelt beside the animal while they run their hand gently through the white fur of it’s side once they’ve decided that this beast isn’t evil. Gems are particularly taken by soft things, not very surprisingly - it can’t hurt to pet it, can it? It’s so soft, too. At the attention, the ram tries to nudge it’s head against them affectionately, but they evade, taking their hands off immediately. ] Agh, don’t do that, I’ll scratch those. I think…

[ They’re “horns”, right? They think? They’re not very certain of the hardness of those, but they’d rather not touch them just to be safe. The ram bleats as someone else approaches, which draws Cairngorm’s attention away from their new pet, and they don’t see any problem asking for clarification since they’re likely going to have to take care of the little guy. ]

Do you know what this is? [ Gently, they give the sheep a little pat on it’s back. ] I’ve never seen an animal like this.

II. this is just like the petting zoo

[ It starts out relatively harmless - the little evil things that the animals start doing, that is. Maybe you’re minding your own business, or maybe you’re having a conversation with Cairngorm, but next thing you know, you’re feeling a little tug at the end of your shirt or sleeve or pant leg. And when you look down to investigate? It’s the ram, eating some of your clothes.

They seem largely unaware of this, given the disinterested expression on their face - they’re definitely keeping their attention at the eye level and not whatever tomfoolery is happening down there. Better get their attention or sic your pet on the ram before it destroys your LookTM for good... ]

III. butting heads (existing CR)

[ As things do in Chroma, it always gets worse. It was already a problem that Cairngorm is simply not made to be able to handle animals safely, but now that the ram itself is aware of that? It’s like a wild child. People who already at least know of Cairngorm will be dealing with some hefty damage as the week progresses:

a. it might charge at one of the ground level windows of your home to shatter them,
b. or if it really feels challenged by you, it will charge at you if you get too close. This is evident in how it starts pawing at the ground menacingly whenever anyone who means something to them gets too near Cairngorm's vicinity - the meaning of which would be obvious to anyone with prior knowledge about rams, but Cairngorm remains oblivious to what that signifies. Look out!! ]

[asano_san]

a

[Yes, there are details that would seem off about Keigo's new pet to anyone who might see it. It's strange for a dog to have a perfectly circular black hole with a number tattooed below it on its back. That mask might look a little too skull-like. Odd, but nothing to be worried about if they don't know what those details mean.

Keigo knows what they mean. In his world, monsters with holes and masks like that are soul-sucking monsters known as Hollows.

The dog itself is nothing but friendly and cute, though.

Cute enough that Keigo sometimes forgets for a moment. He might reach down to scratch it behind the ears and brush against bone. He might feel the dog nudge his leg and look down with a smile only to see the dark hole.

He jerks back with a yell, his reaction, on the surface, absolutely out of line with the offense.]

Don't eat my soul!

b

[Just when he starts to accept that his new pet is harmless - either it's a good Hollow or Chroma made a copy for him that only has some of the same features as monsters from his world - and actually super cute, the shift happens.

With the first growl, or even lunge, at someone he knows, Keigo has to change his tune.]

Don't eat their soul!

1

[youwillbeunequaled]

[Without hesitation:]

Fried tofu.

[It is after giving that reflexive answer that Tonbokiri takes in the situation a bit more, and smiles at Lupin-dono, then his fox.]

You have a splendid-looking companion there, Lupin-dono. I don't believe I've seen a fox with such colouring before.

[Trotting proudly behind Tonbokiri is a small boar, who blinks large brown eyes at the fox, then stares steadily at Lupin.]

[crowsigliere]

I. World's Worst Scarecrow (Early Week)
As much as Kyrie would love to say, truthfully, that this morning was the first time he'd ever started a day with a crow perched comfortably on his shoulder... he would definitely be lying. It's not even the second, or the third--it's happened countless times, but all generally at least when he was made of straw. There's just no excuse for it to be happening here and now.

It's just your average crow, but considering his experience with the town's previous gifts, he's hesitant to do anything to seriously damage it. This one doesn't seem to talk, at least, but that doesn't mean the decision to kill it won't come with its own set of fun and exciting consequences... He doesn't trust it.

So, somewhere around the center of town, Kyrie decides to play a fun game of fetch with his newfound friend!! Or rather that's how the crow's decided to take it, anyway. An outsider is more likely to see that he's busy throwing stones at it--quite accurately in fact! And while the crow seems perfectly content to bring them back to him (and even pick up new ones to drop at his feet) no matter how many times he knocks it down, it's clearly the only one happy with the arrangement. Why can't it just take the hint and leave...??

"This is exactly why I hate animals..." And just think, it hasn't even done anything yet.

II. Caws for alarm (Midweek)
A few days in, Kyrie's given up on trying to get rid of the crow. He has bigger problems: not only does he have to deal with a feral, kitten-sized lion while he's home, but he has to deal with a jealous, angry corvid while he's out.

Leaving the house ends up being preferable by a small margin, if only for the sake of avoiding tiny claws and teeth tearing into him the moment he tries to get some rest. Unfortunately, that means he can't particularly be bothered to watch for when his own feathered terror decides to go after some hapless passerby.

a. People he's only briefly spoken with or who don't know him particularly well are lucky to get off with an ominous stare from wherever it's perched nearby, and the occasional threat by way of a loud caw-caw.
b. On the other hand, those Kyrie has spoken with extensively or who otherwise have his interest will quickly find themselves a target of sharp nails and an unforgiving beak as the bird swoops down from behind to pull and pluck at their hair or clothing before it flies off again with some croaking that could almost pass for laughter.

III. All in favor of a town-wide ban on pets say aye?? (Late Week)
By the end of the week, Kyrie's crow is mysteriously absent! Hmmm. Maybe it's just at home. Resting. Possibly eternally? Hey, don't worry about it!! But, of course, he hasn't been totally free from the chaos, and he's got the bandages to prove it. Turns out, scarecrows don't make very good scratching posts.

He finds himself going on a lot of walks through town until things settle down again. And if anyone he comes across happens to have their new and shiny friend with them, regardless of its existing interest in him or lack thereof, he'll pause.

"You haven't gotten rid of that awful thing yet?"

He's judging.

IV. Wildcard!
If you have any other ideas, feel free to throw them my way! Or, if you have any questions or want to plot something in particular, you're welcome to hmu over at Lacilia

A

[troubadamsel]

Must you treat your new companion with such hostility?

[Maribelle's own pet is a yellow bird that sits atop her shoulder, with long, elegant tailfeathers.]

III

[passio]

[ remember when cairngorm broke dextera’s collarbone?

it’s mostly fine now. dextera’s arm is out of a sling, at least, between his own ability to heal himself and that fact that it was a fine, clean break. his plan was to go to apologize to cairngorm for making them do that in the first place once he was healed enough that it didn’t look so bad anymore, but now there are animals. there’s a very angry ram, actually, and as soon as dextera spots it, he backs right up. ]

Um…

[troubadamsel]

A - Rockin' Robin

[As Maribelle goes about town, she's +1. Those of you who have been here long enough might find her new familiar... well, familiar - a beautiful yellow bird sits perched on her shoulder, with long, elegant tailfeathers. It's very similar to the bird she had during a previous event.

Despite the bad memories of that time, she seems positively pleasant.]

Good day to you!

B - Bye Bye Birdie

[Well, things went to hell in a handbasket really quickly - if you pass by her home today, you'll hear a mixture of cries - from a horse, from a bird, and from Maribelle herself.]

STOP THAT AT ONCE, I COMMAND YOU!

[Her bird is attacking her horse at the stable - and maybe some of the others, if they aren't so lucky. Maribelle has her parasol out, trying to thwack the bird to make it stop.]

Oooh, I knew this blasted event was too good to be true!

Wildcard
[Make your own prompt!]

[noholdsbard]

[ OOC: SPOILER WARNING for Chapter 1 endgame for those still playing through F/GO. Also, prose & action are both okay! ]

i. Morning, Bluo
It’s fortunate that he’s not in the habit of sleeping like a normal person…or sleeping at all, or he might not have caught the Town’s latest surprise in time. But you don’t need to worry about his bedroom habits right now. Maybe you’re just passing by or maybe you’re stopping by for a visit—either way, you’ll hear a loud shattering noise from above, followed by shards of falling glass and Tristan taking a flying leap from the second-story window to execute a solid three-point landing right next to you. In the crook of his arm is a picture frame hastily wrapped up in one of those weird blankets he never really uses.

In the meantime, golden tentacles studded with geometric red eyes spill out of the window as if to reach out to him. But as they’re only about two feet long at best, they fail to do so and immediately recede back indoors.

Tristan immediately turns to you, his golden eyes wide open and alert as he reaches out to grab you with his free hand.

“We must make haste. Those…things will find their way down here before long.”

ii. Anytime, Anywhere
The horrors of his own “cute” animal companion aside, he’s managed to find some time off to simply patrol the Town like always. He’s relieved to see that you’re okay, by the way, and you both even strike up a conversation as you meander about the districts together.

However, it isn’t long before Tristan cocks his head from side to side, before turning back to you.

“How strange. It feels as though something is clinging to my hair.” And that something is indeed your pet, trying to chew/climb/insert terrible thing up his hair. You…You’d better do something about that.

iii. The second prompt, but extra spicy
You’re alone in some isolated part of town when the somewhat squeaky but decidedly ominous voice of legion calls out to you—

“You!” If you search for the source of the voices, you’ll encounter a slithering golden swarm of tentacles, either rooted to the ground or sprouting from a nearby barrel, window, doorway, the shadows, or what have you. And while their anger might not be immediately apparent, the fiery glow of their multitude of geometric red eyes might clue you in on what precisely they plan on doing to you within the next few seconds.

“You who dared to cast a shadow upon the light of Truth, know the wrath of the Gazing Star Amon!”

Not to worry; before those laser beams can reach you, Tristan immediately swoops in out of nowhere to tackle you out of range.

“Are you all right?” he frantically asks you, as craters sizzle in the aftermath of the demon pillars’ attack. “Are you hurt? Did they—”

iv. Wildcard!
Do you want your pet to bully him? Of course you do!

[rosehorn]

i. free animal consultations

[ Kasen has set up a small booth, Lucy Peanuts style, on the side of the road. The sign on top proclaims in big bold letters ANIMAL CONSULTANT: KASEN IBARAKI and in slightly smaller letters underneath "Found yourself being followed by an animal you have no idea what to do with? Feeling unsure on how to tame them? I'm here to help! Consultation Free of Charge!" (She's met enough cheapskates and pennypinchers in her lifetime to know that stressing that last part is important).

Kasen herself sits behind the booth, looking extremely giddy at the prospect of meeting new animals. They're obviously somewhat supernatural in nature, especially judging by the size of some of them, so she's eager to look into this new incident.

On her shoulder is perched a dignified looking Great owl that is currently snoozing. A little ways away, her other animal companions, Mukou and Kanda are seated, looking extremely put out for some reason. They keep shooting angry glances in the direction of the owl. ]

Note: Kasen has animal taming abilities - she works very well with all kinds of animals, even ones that are supernatural in nature. That said, how much you want her and your pet to actually get along is up to you!

ii. animal protest group

[ If you head on over to the animals instead, you'll see that Mukou is holding up a sign with an... interesting image scribbled on it. Hey, Mukou may have opposable thumbs but he ain't no miracle worker. It's not like he could have left the job to Kanda - he only has wings and talons.

It looks like it's a very difficult time to be an animal companion. Normally, neither of them would be opposed to Kasen taking on another pet because she does that all the time. But this new one? He's a real piece of work, for sure. Constantly snapping at them, getting unreasonably fierce every time they get too close to their mistress. What's this all about? On top of that, owls are like... the sworn enemy of raijuu! (so are eagles, but Mukou and Kanda are good friends). Kanda could probably take the owl on in a fight, but he's Kanda and thereby, useless.

No, Mukou will need to recruit some help. ]

iii. wildcard

You decide! Feel free to add me on plurk too: clorica.

spicy

[pyrafect]

[ Aaaaaand tackled.

Oof! ] Wh— Archer..?!

[ She knows the town is at it again with its shenanigans, what with all the strange animal companions clinging to their persons. But that thing, whatever it is, doesn’t even pass as “cute”. Very bizarre, very magnificent in its own right, and very interesting at most, sure, but the question remains of what it is. And why it seems to be attacking others.

Her questions die on her tongue as she noticed the eyes glowing, the hum of energy charging and concentrating once more like a hum to her ears. Her lips part in a gasp, and a hand goes to his arm urgently, ready to push him away or pull him towards her for safety. ] —It’s going to attack again!

[ If he doesn’t make a move to stop it, she’ll be raising a shield to block another volley of lasers. ]

iii.

[artorian]

What is happening!! First, some awful evolution of Gilles de Rais's tentacle monsters starts slithering out at her and shooting lasers (though said tentacles look somehow familiar), and now Tristan is tackling her. Which would be fine in itself, except the docile white bunny she'd been clutching in her arms is knocked free in the process.

It lands on the ground softly, twitches its little nose once, and then launches itself like a fanged missile at Tristan's jugular.

"Eirlys!" Saber has apparently named the bunny, because she calls its name now in an effort to get it to back down. But before she can intervene further in the fate of Tristan and her bunny companion, her intuition screams at her to move away. She untangles herself from Tristan just in time to evade another laser beam that scorches the spot she was just in.

ii

[superioritis]

The surprisingly civil conversation wasn't meant to last. Recognizing the miniature wings spread behind Tristan's head, Berkut snaps at the small dragon chewing on that very red, very fine hair.

"Stop that."

Even more surprising is how the creature obeys. As if to play coy, it presses into Tristan's hair and starts to trill.

B

[superioritis]

[Putting his bad memories of the stable aside, Berkut approaches at once.]

My lady, what troubles you?

[His gaze is first drawn to the parasol, then to the bird and the hapless horse. The undignified scene stuns him.]

B

[troubadamsel]

[The bird perches on the roof of the stable, glaring at Berkut.

Maribelle pants, exhausted.]

This... this wretched bird tried to harm my horse! He almost clawed out the eyes!

2

[superioritis]

[ He's going to kill it.

Thieves have no place in this world. Moreover, some game would make for a nice change in meal. So he has every reason to kill the critter.

But he won't. His priority is to retrieve the bottle of white vinegar the fox has taken, not that he understands why a fox would want such a thing (nor does he care enough to find out). Truly, Chroma makes little sense!

He walks briskly, keeping the little black fox within his sights. For his persistence, he's led to a house not too far from his own. Just as well—this isn't worth trekking across districts. Berkut waits for the negligent master to show himself.

That was the plan, anyway. He blinks, and suddenly the miniature dragon that's been glued to his side is wrestling with the fox over that stupid bottle.

What is this? He has no need for the help of a mousy, flying lizard. He takes a long stride toward the quarreling animals. ]

Leave it be!

[superioritis]

[He glances in the horse's direction, if briefly. The troublesome bird demands his attention.]

Is this bird yours, perchance?

iii

[scooptimistic]

What the--

[ Maya stares a little dubiously at the swarm of tentacles, one hand automatically reaching for her gun while the other is just as instinctively trying to keep the bunny perched on her shoulder right where it is.

Until she's tackled, eyes widening as the bunny topples off and the ground blazes right where she'd been. ]

That's a demon! I'm pretty sure that's a demon!!

[ She's fine. ]

i

[dreamsky]

[ Uki - shadowed by a small bat-eared fox, pattering behind her and growling at anything that might dare approach - approaches because she sees Kasen first, and not for her offer of animal taming, but once she gets close enough to read the sign properly, she seems to both brighten up and shrink into herself at the same time, somehow.

The owl sort of intimidates her, and the fox that's following her doesn't seem to like it, either. Which... unfortunately means it starts barking at the owl, and at Kasen, before Uki can even ask her for help. ]

Ahh--! I'm sorry, I didn't mean for him to - please don't attack the owl!

[ She just wanted to see Kasen...! ]

[pyrafect]

A: Philosopher's Stone
[ Quest 58 reads: Find and retrieve the Philosopher's Stone, and within a nice hefty part of the forest is a cauldron. Perhaps you're here because you've wandered on your own, perhaps you've decided to undertake this quest with Pyra just because it's something to do, or maybe you're just here to explore the wonderful world of alchemy with her! Regardless of the reason, you're here now with a cauldron of strange and mysterious contents coming to a rolling boil within.

There's only one more ingredient to add now, which would be blood. But Pyra has already completed this quest before! Thus she wonders, and she wonders some more of what would happen if she added something else that isn't blood. After all, this isn't chemistry; a cauldron isn't a beaker, and the few minced ingredients thrown into the pot aren't measured. Pyra has gathered the following: sanded off bits of brick from Rugo, water (uh, "water") from the canals of Bluo, and soil from the weed-covered once-gardens of Flavo. ] What have you gathered?

[ For those curious, her tiny little pet is no where to be found at the moment... which is just fine for now, since it's not on some murder-spree. ]

[ OOC: Pyra is a blue, so she fills the requirement for this quest! If your character has brought anything, I'll ask the mods what all their ingredients make together! ]

B: Murder Snek
[ There is a good chance that Pyra enjoys your company, considers herself a friend to you, or just plainly likes you. Which mean her vastly scaled-down size of her dragon is going to be going after you like it's no one's business. But spoilers! If you look closely at it, it seems as if it's made of metal....? Weird. A meta-mechanical dragon, almost, yet with all the grace of something organic.

ANYWAYS IT HATES YOU. It hates you with a burning passion. It hates you so much that it's....! Going to try to murder you! With its tiny little mouth and tiny little tail! Which, with its small size, probably doesn't do anything but tickle you! Fear its wrath, die, mortal!!

Cue Pyra jogging up to you, looking at you concerned. ]

I.... I apologize for my "pet's" behavior. [ She'll say, bowing slightly towards you as it attempts to pull at your hair, and with each subsequent tug it becomes stronger. ] He... normally isn't like this, I promise! In my world.

C: Murder Snek Pt 2.
[ What's that slithering by your foot? Too late, it's gone from your vision. But then you might just feel something sliding and coiling up your leg, and-- oops-- now trying to strangle you. ] Ah-- no-- Ophion... stop!

[ Pyra will be rushing over towards you in an effort to pull the tiny serpentine dragon off of you, but it's not having any of it. Clearly, this thing just wants to kill you. Feel free to knock back at it, but be warned; it's pretty sturdy even for how tiny it is with a whopping 15 million+ HP, and is likely to strike back. ]

Wildcard [ Got something in mind for Pyra? Tag here with an original prompt or PM/PP me at drinksteapots! ]

For xie lian

[pyrafect]

[ Continuing from the first prompt! ]

But hold on-- [ She'll reach out a hand to wave, wanting to stop him from adding any other ingredients he might have brought himself. ] Maybe we should start with just these three, boil it down, and see what happens. [ She smiles. ] It could be like our control in an experiment....

We could easily link any different result to the extra ingredient.

For Akira

[pyrafect]

[ Continuing from the first prompt! ]

Are you ready? [ She's already told him about her intent to not add blood this time, and instead bone. ] I'm not sure exactly what will happen. It could be anything... or something really terrible. [ Or maybe nothing at all. The philosopher's stone she had made with Damian before didn't do anything, it just looked pretty. And whatever bone instead of blood makes might be just as inert! ]

The result-- um, if any at all-- might also depend on what sort of bone we use.... Maybe we should go with something small, like a tooth?

III-a

[witchual]

[ Magilou is actually in Ruga for once. Amazing! There's a little white rabbit with a bowtie on her hat, and she's thinking up ways to use the bunny in her act. (And treat it well. She's not a complete monster of a troupe leader.)

What's not so amazing, though, is that she's standing outside her house - and there's a ram that looks... particularly angry at said house, for whatever reason. Look, it's not like it's a palace or anything, but it's not bad enough to destroy, right?

Apparently not. Because she - or her window - is about to get a face full of angry ram if she doesn't move. ]

Oh, come on. Who did I anger this time? Where's your owner?

[holycurse]

[He does in fact stop on command, the bunch of potato leaves in his hand stopped in the nick of time from dropping into the boiling waters.]

A control...ah, I see what you mean! We can see how many different results we might be able to get from this, then.

[Backing up!] I wonder what sort of ingredients are viable or not, in a potion like this?