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[selfconcept]

Welcome to gay baby jail. It's dark and gloomy here.

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[trollophoroi]

Oh? Is this the only time I'll get special attention from you?

[ It doesn't take much to be taller than Fandaniel, who stands at 5'6" and will only go lower when he swings his hands back to clasp behind himself and he bows forward some, head tilting to one side and up to keep his eyes on Hien. ]

How disappointing. [ Is it, though? ] Well, if that's the case, I shan't insult us both with a phony apology. It would only turn the stomach. I've no plans on doing anything but testing every iota of your game here in any way I can, so if you want to avoid mischief, you'll need to fix your bugs quicker than I can find them, Hien.

[selfconcept]

You're not my type.

[ Hien takes several steps towards Fandaniel, but doesn't get too close. Fandaniel is right though--a fake apology would probably irritate Hien even more and he's just really hoping for a chill opening day. His hopes are dashed, but it is what it is. ]

That's also not my job. If CC Corp wants me to fix the bugs, they'll have to pay me double. But at the very least, I can purge it from your system.

[ He raises a staff that definitely doesn't look like it should be called "Summer's Staff". Thanks, weapon skins. Yes, this guy is a Harvest Cleric.

A soft color glows under Hien's feet. ]

Mejuk Cruz.

[ A level 2 AoE wood spell that creates a swirl of sharpened leaves all around Fandaniel is brought to life by the quick casting. Even though the spell could be considered mediocre, his stats makes up for it to give a one-hit KO. Hope Fandaniel turned his pain sensors off or it'll hurt big time. ]

[trollophoroi]

[ Any sarcastic retort he might have about the actual developers keeping up with him will now never be heard because his expression is quick to change when Hien lifts his staff. ]

Wai——!

[ Nope, Fandaniel has absolutely not turned his pain sensors off. Maybe he'll consider it after this! But that'll be a consideration for future him. Current him jerks back in pain as the spell swirls to life around him, arms thrown up as if that might somehow protect him.

His HP is wiped out in one go before he can even do more than let out a gasp, not even a shout, before collapsing on the spot. In the real world, he's definitely cringed back hard enough to overturn his chair, oops. ]

[selfconcept]

[ RIP. If the headset is still on, Fandaniel will see Hien slowly walking up to him, lowering himself and gently patting Fandaniel's head. His voice is quiet and is almost creepily gentle. ]

Good boy. I look forward to see you behaving from now on.

[ Hien sends him off with an absolutely condescending smile so that Fandaniel can respawn back in Mac Anu. ]