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A demon showed up in the summoning circle.
"Hello," you say.
"F̶̛̙̝̠̞͔̖̹̫͇̣̎̂̒͐̅̽͋́̚̚ư̵͉̯͖̣̰̗̮͂͋̿̔͋̿̆́̍͗̑̓͠c̶̼̖̹̆k̸̨̯͎̻̯͊̋͂̅̽̈̓͗̍ ̵͎͎͔̜̗͈͆̀̉̏̽̓̅͑̇͆̓͜͠͝y̸̦̠̮̘̲̙̟͈͕̑̅̈́̔̆̕o̷̢͉̪̰̲̟͖̣͚̹̭̓̇̊̎̂̃͐͂̕̚͜u̶̗͖͔̺̎́̆͂̈́̑͑͘͝͝,̵͎͔̳̘͎̹͖̟̞͘ͅ" it says and promptly leaves.
"Well, that's rude," you respond.
"Y̵͖̜̗͙̩̼̥̦͙̻̌͛̐̂̄̚͜͠ȍ̶̡̧̙̬̻̟͇͇̙̍͐̄̈́̐͋̐ũ̷̡̲̩̤̒͋̋̀̆͆͑͌͋̃͘'̷̧̖͚̜̻̣͙̫͙̭͓͔̳͉̓̿̍͋͆͊̎̓͗͛͘͝ͅr̸̛͍̰̖̜͎͔̦͋̍̇͆̓̑̈́e̶̮̬͇͚̼͔̘̯̗̫̒̎͛̉̉́͝ͅ ̸̧̢̼̫̫̙̲͇̻̭̬̭̇̎̃̏̇̅͝a̴̡̨͇̬̫͍͓̤̬̘̅̎̀͒̈̾̚͝ ̶̨͔̞̖̰͇̎M̵̡̛̘̠̬͎̼̼̻͑̆̂̌̔̅́̈́̍̋̕̕͠i̶̢̲̩̩̦͈͕̮̻̘͐̉̃ẕ̴̨͈̻̗͎͎̀̾͛a̴̡̳̳̭̖̣̤̰̣̰̰̤͔͙̱͑̌͌̈́̕͝͝ȓ̷̢͈̯͓̳̙͉͔͍̬̩̠̗͉͙͊͂͑̾ ̷͉̟͑͆̔̌͗͆͂̋͆̏͋̚͘f̴̧̠̯͛̀͗ö̵̧̥̺͍͓̝͈̥̘̞̲͒r̷̨̖̻̺̼̐̀͑̇̕̚͠ ̴̨̔̀̊̂͒̇̽̀̒͐͝s̴̢̨̡̛̳̻̟̯̮͙̪͓̳̼̘͋͂͒͋̆̔̓̓̐̎̇̚̚̕ỏ̷̢̡̡̲̤͕͇̻͖̻͚̫̘̹m̶̲͉̖̗̥̳̩̩̻̏̐̎̉͆̚͠͝ë̵̢̗͕́́ ̵̢̲̘̳̜̭̻͇͙͈̒̑͛̒͂́̈́̌̏̋͘̚r̵̢̥̪͕͈̔̈̔͛̊ͅe̷̠̮̖̾a̵͇̥̠͙̠̰͋̒͜ś̷̢̛͎͉̜̱͇͍̳̀͌̉͗͂̿̿̓̔͘ǫ̴̧̬̜̺̹̬͎̭̍ṇ̶̢̻̫̙̗͉͖͙̺̞̣̽̄̔̄̋͑̃͝,̴̡̥͕̮̩̮̮͍̞̺͐͜ͅ ̴̡̧̺̫̦̩͓͔̗͈̪͔̻̗͛͂̑͐͆̃͘͘ą̶̨̛͍̳̘̼̝͚͓͉̥̘̤̏͐͆̎̎̂̋͌͜ņ̷͎̻͕̺̠̤̰̗͎̝̫̥̏̆̽̎̄̈̽̿ͅḓ̴̡̱̟̼̰͇͕̜̃̎̍̒͛̇͆̄̏̒̊͘͘͝ ̴̰͖̱̾̎͛̐̎̇̿̾͘͝ÿ̸͉͔͎́͗͂͑͜͝ȯ̴̡̗̖̻͕͔͍̥͙̘̝̟͎̣̐̈̔̄̀̐͗̽̚͝͝ų̶̛͇͍͔̣̫̪͕͍̘̱͒̓̎̓͑͘͘͝'̵̯̰̪̥̮͈͎̻͎͙̀̉͌̀͝r̸̳͚͗̆̿͐͌́͌̔̅̃͘͘ē̵̢̗̩͉͍̳̳͔̼̣͉̮͇̠̔̒̀̉̔͆̉̊̓͛͘͘ͅ ̶̜̋̋͂̐͐͘̚̕͝͝ṉ̶̡̢̛̤̬̗̺̤̺̀͂͜o̷̙̟̦̿ṯ̴̏ ̸͖̮̠̤̙̗͈͎̝̝̘̱̇̓͊̎͌̌̅̈̅̒͊͘ċ̵̡̧̠̹͔̪͙̠̞͎͛̆̚͜o̸͕̹̲͙̦͂̓̽̊̂̐̕̕o̵̡̖̣͔̼̥͈̩͖̜̐̅̈́͌̓̿͗̇̽̚̕l̸̢̛̜̐̊̍̈͆̋̿̅͒̿͠.̴̫̺͕̥̗̝͖̲̤͌̌̊̓̑̈́̇̀̋̎̕͘͜ͅ ̵͙͆͐́̕͝M̵̲̝̖̮̥̩̉̆̓̑̋̉̔͐̂́̆͠͝i̸̢̛͈̗͔̤̯̟̰̾̓̍͐̈́͝͝z̵͉̱̯̈́̓̓̿͊̚a̶̛̜͋̉̓͌͋̇̐̃͝͠ŗ̷̡̨̝̩̪̮̦̤̦̙͙͈͙̆͐͆͋̿̔̂́͜s̶̲͎̪̫͑͒͗̓̀̌͘ ̸̨͎̱̥̯̤̮̂̎͗̃̚͝ͅǎ̴̲̦̱͔̤̠̳͈̯̄͌̅̈́͛̃̎̕̕͝r̶̳͓͙̲̳̩͔̃͊͒̇͗͐̓̓̑̓͗̋ȩ̶̜̟̿̍͗̍͗͐̌͌͂͐̃͌̕͠ ̴̨̾s̸̛͔̝̊̿̈͑u̴̧̨̪̳̤̻̱̟̣͙̭͊̅̄̅̄̈̈̊̀p̵̨̗̝̗͇̩̼̘̯͔̾̈́̅̔̽̃̆̊̈́̏̀͜͝͠p̸̢̹̖̥̻͔̲̟͕͐̌̈̃́ͅo̷̧͚̥̰̭̰̩̬͒͆͊̃̄̑̈̄̍̓̈́̐̈͝ͅs̶̺̲͖̙͑̇̃̉͐̈́̍̒̽͋̂͘e̶̛͕̬̟͗͒͆̋̌̈͌̊͜ḑ̷̡͕̯̺̩̜̺̩̰̍̏̎͂̈́̅͛̂̑ ̷̧̛̰̟̭̳̲̙̣̟̞̦͂̽̎͊̉̆̓̃̾͜t̶̮̜̖̩͙̹͎̜͌̃̉͝ò̶̧͎̝̤͙̥̘͉̍̂̋̌̽̊̚͠ͅ ̸̳̗̭͎͒̋̈́̑͒̃̍̃͝͝͠͝͝b̴̨̢̘̦͖͈̘̝̪̭͓̟̟̬̲͌͆͛̒̎̊͝͠͝͝ê̶̱͚̻̋͌̋ ̴͇̔̈́̃̄̌͝͠c̵̡̡̮̪̥̫̤̬̮̠͊͜ŏ̵̧̢͓̻̗̙̙̪̤͈̲̙͔̜̗̃͑̈́̿͒̋͛̇͆̓͋̈́͠ọ̴̡͍̝̣̮̳̈̐̈͝l̶̡̡̛͇̫̜̪̥̋̇̿͆.̵̨̝̤̮͚̥͖̳̰͒ ̴̲̳̩̳̌Ṃ̵̨̧̣̞̩̻̻͂́̿a̸̧̞̝̦͇͎̣̲̓͌̀̈̄̈́̊͝͝͠ͅb̵̜͓̜͋̊̌̆̐̏̚͠e̶̡̧̞͉̯͎̯͈̘̺̟͕̬͗́̂͒͜͜l̴̢̢͕̞̮̻͎̝̼̬̉̊͒͆̂͒̔͗̈́̕ ̴̡̫̬̙̟̫̲͔̖̖̰̝͒̿͜ͅw̶̢͚̪͚̬͕͕͖͙̞̜̟͛̈́̕a̸̛͖͉̗̘̞̔̅͂̂̓͋́̒͌͘s̵͓̫̯̅̃̈́̑̿͒̓̊̏̈͒̊́͝ ̸̮̗͓̺̦͓͙̰̻̝͛̓̃̑̔̾͆͆̅͆̂̈́̕͠ȏ̴̢̨̯̫̭͓̙̱̯̱̯̄͆̏͌̆͒͝͝͝n̸̖̺̰͖̓̃̌̈́̋̉̈́͗͜͝ͅe̷̳̞͕̻̪̒̒͑͂̃̓̕ ̴̞̲̯͎̤̘͍͌̋͊͛ͅȯ̷̝̦̲͔̼̰͌͗̈̎̅͌̚͝f̴̧̨̧̨̥̬͈͚̝͕̤̳̭̩̦͒͗̃̇͐̋͗̒̃̐̊͂̚͝ ̵̧̲̻̝̙̬̯̹̫̼̽̾̈́̃̕͜ͅṯ̵̬̞̱̬̗̠̟̌̇͐̊̀̿͒̑̕͝ḧ̷͔́̎̚͜͝ę̸̨̞͍̖͇̦̠̖̦̮̜͂̎͐̚̕ ̴̡̪̰͇̟̏̐̆̐͒͐͊̍̃͊̊͘͝͝ͅo̵͖͇̟͚͔͌̊̉̋͑̉͘n̶̢̢̧̛͔͍̠̊͜ḽ̷̨̛̛͔̩̻͕͍̅̈́͐̈́̀̓̓̑̈̈́͌̕̚y̴̛͋̓̂̈̀͂͋̕͝ͅ ̶̡͚̖̤͍̥͖͓̰̯̗̞͍̱̐͗̒̽͋͌c̸̡̨̘̠͕̟̑̊̒͊̐͗͛̆̆̌͠͝ơ̵͖̬̰̫̮͓̞̾o̸͖͇̦̜̙̫̻̹̅̌͊̈̔͜ͅl̵̠̜̱̣̱͖̩͈̥̦͉̲͎̼̦̾̉̈̌̈́͐͛̑̌͆̒̕͝ ̵̨͎̻̠̗̙̺͉͕̪̳͎̍̓̒͒̓̍͋̌͜͜ǫ̵̨̧̢̖̭͕͈̻̟̘̫̫̇̿̄͛͠ṉ̸̪̤̯̖̼͚̣̼̬͇̌͛̿̈̒̒̌͠ē̷̢̻̓͋ș̷̨̡̛͖̹̼̻̼͎̳̗̿͊͐͋͌̾͋̒̚,̴̥̣̬̬̟̂̔" it growls at you.
Immediately after, it adds ""̴̳̹̻̬̯̫͂̈́̂͒̊̀͝ͅȂ̴͔̥̿͗͆̽͛̿͌̍̑l̶̡͇̎͌̂̏̍͒͆͒͆̚̚ș̸̢̲̼̖͉̹̠̼͔͓͙̗̿̌̈͐̀̂͘͝ŏ̵̧̳̬͈̼̞̩̺̦̬͛̂̇̽͌͛͗̌̄̓͐͋̈́͘͜,̸̢̪̺̣̺̌͘ ̵̢̜̘̙͍̣̞̘̏́̌̌̒͐͝I̵̫̠̘͚̫̺͚̓̋̉̎͠ͅ ̴̰̣̘̯̺̳̇h̴͎͖̠͉̮̗̝̘̠̺̏͒́̋̃̉̅͗̚ͅä̵̧̢̨͓͎̣̰̬̥͖̥̣̺̱́͗̐̀̽̂͗̒͂͐͝͠ͅv̴̨̦̟͖̬͊͂ȩ̶̹̩͕̥̣̦̱̈́̇ ̶̨͎̼̰̳͓̪̞͙̜̦͇̻̓̈́́̈́̈́͠͝͝ͅñ̸͕̱̟̭̠͎͙̏o̷̧̨̹̲̩̙̙̫̭̭͓͊̆͑̽̋̉͆͗̉̏̅̕͝͠ ̶̛̛̲̞͌͐̑̓͒̓͑̌̚͠i̷̙̯̼̫̐̐̄͆͐͂̕͝ḏ̷̻͓̼̩̖̺̤̞̔̋̈́͐̚̚͘ȩ̶̪̤̬̩̫̼̟̦̥̞͍͍̮̄̃͋̈̿͆̈͗͘͝ą̸̢̱̺̦̹̹͚̣̳̗̔͋ ̷̨͙̩̱̳̙̘̓̀̚͝h̸̢̛̛̘͈͓̞̹͋̾̔̊͆̿͠ớ̵̧̧̞̟̖̻̪̥̖̎̈́w̵͎̆̔̈́ ̵̧̭̙̹̜͚̋̀͗̚ţ̷̦̙͚̭͇̣̜̰̞̞͙̊̍͊̋͂͋͑̄̓̎̓̏͐ǫ̵̡̪̦̻̰̞̹̣̥̮̣̏̎̓̏̋̅͂͂͆͜͝ ̴̧̨̛̠̘̥̗͖̖̐̋͐͐̇̓̉͒̊̕̕͜͠͠ͅĩ̷̺̗͓̮͍̗̣̭̯͇̣̣͔̀͛̑̾͛̆̽̒n̵̨̤̺̯̟͕̹̦̹͈͓̭̗̄̐̆̈́̈́́̈̏̊̀̈̓̌̐͌ͅţ̴̢͔̬̩̞͇̣̲̖͙̎ẹ̸̤̤͗͐̊̓̕͝͝r̶̡̞̪͙̥͆́̈̃̌a̷̟͎͖͓̘͕͇̔͌͒̃͊̎c̵̢̧̡̡̧̛̩̜̘͔̗̱̹̦̥̑̍͊̏̈͛͗͊͘͝͝t̶̫̻̠̼͙͇͖̂̐̔̽͐̿͒͆͘͜͜ ̷̢̻̳̱̰̫̭̝̣̺̬̞͕́̈́͒̈́̈͆͋̓̂͑̂̓̚͝ͅw̷̧̡̛̛̺͚̮̞͚̻̻͚͍̎̾̆̏̆̂̿̍̀̄͝ͅͅî̷̡̟̞̺̳̖̘̻̰̰͇̮̙̪͐̔͋̔͐̔̇̊̓͐͋ͅt̵̥́̾̾̎̉͋͐̄h̸̲̱͙̪͇̦̺̹̎́̑̈̽̂̎͂͐̋̚͜͠͝ ̴̡̧̹̹̠̙̲͖̙͈̮̟̭͕̾͑̋͒́̈́̒̓́̉̒p̷̠̦̞̖͙̬̟̭̯̟͍̳̥̿̾́̍̅͆͐͂̑͋͘ĕ̴͔̣̘͙̭̎͊o̷̡̢̮͚̙̣̞͇̫̞̠̊̈̈̈́̒́͐̍p̸̛͎̭̳̝̎̉͗̿͒͠͝l̵͉͙͎͖̤͒͆̔̋͑̏̅̓̐͝͝ḙ̶̹̜̹̥̮̜̥͈͂̑̈̈́͠.̶̼̰̇̋̓͗̍ͅ"
"What about Henry?"
"Ŏ̴̧͍͕̪͙̜̙͍̩̺̦͓͖̄̂̌̽̂͐̇̉͗͂̚h̴̤͕̆̋̀̈̃̈́ͅ,̶̧̼̺̤͖̭̝̩̞̻͔̦̾͊͑̾̊͑͑ ̵̨̧̭͈̜͉͕͍͂̆̊̇͑H̸̟̰̹͓̣̒͛̽͒̕e̶̫͕̲͆͆͋̓̂̽͌̋͐̚̕͝n̶̘̫̘̝̰̱̞̜̞̘̲̗̓̉̓̆̎̓̌̒͋̑̋̚͜͠r̶͔̤͚̻̳̦̟͍̳̍̇̄̔̈́̈́̚y̵̺͙̝̑͐͗̔͂̓̐̀̂̐̊̄̎̚ ̶͇̫̲̥͖͕̞̗͍̫ẉ̷̨̢͈͆͂̒̔̊̓͠͝͠͝a̵̛̫͒͊͆̓͋s̷͉͍̅ ̸̢̡͓̰͉͕͙̇̕͜c̵̡̟͖̖̪͐̔̈͂̆̔̈́̏̋͠ǒ̶̜͓̞ơ̸̢̧̛̖͔̫̯̌̉͑͒̿̉̅̐͒͐͊͂l̸̛͙̖̑̎̊̍̓̕͝͝.̵̨̟̠̩͉̞̱̹̺͍̝͊̈́͋̌̃̚͠͠ ̷̞̥̤̤̹͉͙͕͇̤͐H̴̥̪͖̝̤̜͖͇̾̒͘i̶̠̖̭̜̒̓͆s̵̼̠̑͊ ̶̰͖̮̍̊͊̄͘m̷̨̡̨̹̹̦̲͉̣͓̪̺̒̋́̄̇̋̊̈́͛̾͜͝ư̷̧̗̠̠̗͓͙͚̣̜̱̦͕̪̍͋͐́̊̒̕̚s̵̩̹̝̑̐̇̈́͗̉̈̐̒͑̉̑̕͘̚ṱ̸̢͇̭̪̱͓̰͙̻́̿ͅͅa̷̡̞̳̖̺̹̺͔͈͇̻̩̐͐̅̂͜ç̴̛̤͇̘̣̺̩̮̰̲̖̒͗̉̈́h̷͉͉̪̱̿̃͗͋̿̓ͅe̷͉͎̲̹̗͎̱̅ ̷̣̙̣̥͐ŵ̸̟̮̙̮ȃ̸͕̿̔͑̅͌̋̍̒̏̕s̷̺̪̈́̎̇͐͝͝ ̶͇͙̯͍͎̠̺̑̋͊͑̚̕ȁ̸̪̘̗̬̰̤͠w̵̫͕͚̩̭̦̓e̶̬̻͕̖͙͙̖͖̠̻͂̐̎͌̑̈͑͊̂͜͜s̴̫̪͕̋̇̄͐͋̑o̴̳̦͔̼̪͎̥͐̚m̶̛̳̋̈́̉̃͂̓̓̓́̿̍̋̚ĕ̷̥͔̦̭̘̲̭̠̥̏̇̈́̾̑̇̋́̽̏.̶̢͚̩̣͖̣͇̰̫̬̗͙̃̉͗̿̃̾̽͒̎"
"I didn't think his mustache was that cool."
After that idiotic take spews from your mouth, Alcor stabs you because he disagreed with you.
"I lied, his mustache was cool."
"N̴̹̳̱͓͙̝̹̺͎̬̘̲̦̒̇̔̈́̐̊͜O̷̖̱̥͕̰͇͙͕̜̓͗̋̑̄̔̀̿͘̕͝O̵̧͎̯̹̪̟̣͈̝͌̓̿̐̈̊̉͝O̴̙̻̅͗̈́̆͛̋̃̿͆̕Ŏ̴̲̘̺͕̬̦̗͈̺̣͉̜͕͂͂͆̈͒̉̈́̅Ő̸͉͖̰͓̉̈́͋̈́͘O̴̥͚̿̿̾͒̂̍̓̾͊Ò̶̭̭̖̞͔͎̃̒̏̕ͅO̶͈̥̼͔͔̖̠̠̺̅̄̋̃̐̌̃͑̕͠͠!̵̛͎̬̘̬̤͈̣͚͈͕͓͎͙͉͂̽̃͒̊̅̿̕̕͝͝!̶̨̙͉̠͖̝̆͊͆̚͜͠1̷̢̨̢̡̛̯͖̦̟͍̗͚̘̣͙̪̔͒̊̈̿͋̄͋͊̇͆͐͑̕!̴̢̢̺̳̼̖̜͙͙̙̜̝̺̔͑̈͜͠!̸̖̻̲̹̳̱̆͜!̴̢̜̖̞̲̘̻̺̘͓̹̉̏̌̄̉̀͊͋͒͘!̷͓̜̜͉̗͇̼͓͍͎̣̎̓̅̾̇͑̒͂͌1̵̢̻͔̫͇̟̟̲̜͉̥̱͈͉̒͝!̷̰͍̖̻̓!̴̣̬̹̼͎̫̭̺̙̋͗̔̋̽̉̿͊̐̓͠!̵̢̛̫͈̈́̓̀́̋͛̔͛̐̈́̊͐͝" he weeps, cradling your dead body. "W̴̧͙̗͈͓̻̣̫̤̅̎̋̍̓̍̇̀̊̑̕H̷̡̡̛̛̖̘͈̦̜͍̲͇̯̞̥̟̝͛̽͒͌͐̏͑̾Ÿ̸͇̰̾̓͂͋̉͗͛̿̏́̑̀͘ ̷̨̙̈́̇̏̀̒̆̔̈́̆̓̇̕͝͠͠W̴̦̗̪͔͓͚͊͑͗̽O̸̗̻̖̱͌̏̓̀̉̏̍̆̽̂͋͐͒͠ͅŲ̸̗̘̊̅͆̇̏͌͂͠͠Ĺ̴̞̗̝̰̞͉̹͓͇̦̙̩̜̰̎̿̊Ḍ̵̢̧̨͇̺̮̝͔͙̟̂̍͝ ̵̢̙̻̥̱͉̩̦͎͇͊̎̉͂͐̃̑̎Y̶̨̞̗͇̻̺̫̳͓̻͂́̆̓̊͒͜͝Ô̵̠̂͂̍̈́͛̍̊̅̍̍̚̕Ȕ̶̖̆̅̄͒̌̃͘͝ ̴̮͕̝͇̻̘͙̜̐̆̈́̄͂̎͆̈̉͜L̶̪̓̋͆̆́̐̑̽̃̕͜͠͝Ï̷̳̞̪̆̈̋̑͆̉̐̃̂͝Ȩ̸̻̜͔̗̬̟̲̓͗̓̐̆͐̓̄̓̈́̚ ̸̡̪͓̘͖̇̏̉̈́̂̈́͊̉̂L̸̪͕̫̟̪͚̙̙̐̀̐͗͆͛͌̒̎͗̐̍̓̚Ị̷̣̝̭̖̖͈̪̪̾̃K̵̡̠͈̼͕͈̠̲̺̬̘̙̟͙̾̈́̄̽͑̋̈́͗̍̄͌͋̌͘ͅË̷̛͙̰͉̪͉̖̬̳̤̞̥̘̘̈́͂̒̋̏̐͒͠͝ͅ ̶̡̧̢̭͚̬̹̈́͜ͅŢ̶̧̼̪̮̭̼̬̫̻̞̤̻͐͑͋̔̌̓̋̂͐͐͝ͅH̵̦̙̯̰̲̭̪͖͋̍̾͋A̴̡̛͎̟̫͇͇̜͉̼͈͉̘͚̟͐̉͌̌̈̏̏̍̾T̷͍͍̗̮̺̖̰̓̾̓̓̚͘?̶̯̲̗̥̯͚̩̼͕͍̦̪̍̋̉̑̈́̅̎̉?̶̧̬̟̠̠̝̳̘̫̉̂̇̃̽̌͝?̷͉̠̙͖͋̃̽̀͌̍͂͋?̴̙̳̤̯̙̦̖̗͔̞̲͋̍̋͊̐̎͊́̇̍̚͠"
You give him a sad smile and gesture for him to lean closer.
You then slap him.
"You idiot, I didn't really get mortally wounded. A couple bandages and a demon deal'll fix me right up.
"A̴̧̧̨͍̰̘̩̳̫͑͜p̸̱̰̙̦͇̮̖͋͛o̶͇̬̠̭̽̿͛̆͝l̵̢̮̘͚̪͎̱̹̮͕͓͉̖̙͎͛̈́͋̿̌̉̓̒́̿̿͘̚o̷̢̹̱͈̤̓͛̆͛̃̐ģ̶͎͙͚̠̦̱̞̳̺̗̖̫̥͔̌̊̐̚̚ḯ̶̢̛̪͉͈͎̯̲̠̲̗͐e̶͎̓͒͆̽̒̅́́͊͘͜͝s̸̡̫̫͓̃͒̑̕.̶̟̝͙̝͍̙̍̔̐͝ ̵͚̫̞̺̯͒̅͝Ỉ̸͙͉͍͖̭̹̔̌̈́̿̎̌̈́͋̾͒̄̚ ̸̨̛̟̙͚͎̾̾̇̓̈́̍͆͊̿͘h̶͇̟̣͎͓̀a̴̹̖͈͓̭͋̾̃͒̊͂͜v̸͎͖̻̭̖̺̻̦̦͕́͛̐̋̆͌̅͋͝ͅe̵̡̨̘̟̘̻͙͎͇̟͕͎̩͉͋̀̌́́ ̸̢̠̭̬͍͔͙̍̋̍͌͑̚͘͜͠͝͝͠͝͠v̴̡̢̖͈̮̪̱̮̘̦̱̲̬̱̿̄̒̊̐̆̿̐̿̈́͐͜͝͠ę̸̳̓̓͊ŗ̶̼̻̘̬͙̬̽̓y̵̧̥̰͇̹̱̜̯̜͈͇̔̓͊̉̀͗͒̿̋͊͛̽̕͝ ̷̢̩͓͎̭̯͕̩̲͔͌̂͛͂͊͗͑̍͝p̶̡̨̧̳̩͉̣͔̮̦͓̼̆͒͜͜͝o̸̰̽̋̐̂͠ͅo̶̧͖̖̘̝͎̖̫̺̟̦͚̰̣̔͊͠ŗ̴͇̝̣̚̚ ̵̨̧̭̝͈̻̚͜j̵̡̞͎̪̩̞̗̺̲̈͊͗u̵͉̓͗͐̊͑͂̾̐̾̌͝͝d̴̡͙̝̜̘͓͚̯̗͙̝̏̈́͑̀̋͛̇́̅̊̾̚g̴̹̻͉͈͍̿͑͆̏͘͝ę̸͙̥͙̦̬̫̳͙̮̥̰̊̽̒̓͒̂̐̚͝m̷̮͓̟͉͖̳̥̯̲̝͂̐͆̓̂̇̌̓̊̋̅̋e̸͔̯͉̋̆͂̂̾̓͑̃̃͋̅̚͜n̵͉̭̖̈̎̃ţ̴̛͉͍̻̬̘͈̟̬̼̣͙̰̪̅̽̀̏̓̑͂̇̚͝ ̴̝͓͈̱̱͔̘̺̫͍̈́̓̃̅͆͘ͅȏ̸̗̓̃̽̋̅́̾̅̃̄̓̚f̶̨̙͕̺͛͐̏̈́̉̂̿͘͠ ̷̧̻̬̰̩̫̄͐ͅw̵̨̛̦̖͈̠͓͍̮͍̰̼̤͍͚̔̑̀̌͑͌̄̚͝͝͝h̷̤͖̉͛̄͗a̶̡̟̤̱̝̯̯̲̓̆̾̎͌̎͐́̔́̚͠͝t̶̩̙̥̜̮̣̬̲̻͇̣͒͆̇̃̿͑͌̇̄̆̕̚͝ ̵̢̧̢̰̠̜͇̝̠̹̬͕̱̲͉̈́̏̕̕c̵̠͕̫̯̩̗̪͇̖͎͇͎̽̈́̒̈́͗͘͘͜o̵̡̢̻͓̲̮̦͈͉̝͆̇̓̒͛̏̃̽̊͒̊͝n̸͓͈̯̙̯̳̰̥̙̭̽̃̓̆̃̓̿͗̌͗̃̈́̕͜ͅs̶̝̬̥͍͚̳̠̜͍͈̮̪̻̝͆͂̒͆̈́̾̐̏̄̉̂̄̅͜t̴̨͕̠͈̼͚̹̩͚̞͒͆̋̒i̶̖̳̟̯̺̦̪̥͉̓͆͌͒͒͑͐͌̈́ͅt̵̢̝̹̪͇̄̑͆̈ṳ̴̧̨̟̤̺̼̰̼̗̣̪̩̙̂́̎̂͒͗̐̀̚t̴͖̪̘̽e̸̡̘̪̯̭̹̗̱̤͊́͠s̸̡͇̜̝̩̰̪͚͉̰͙͊̊͆̓̒̕ ̷̡̥̟̬̱̰̳̭̠͐̽͂̃̐̄͘a̵͚͈̘͂̀̍̇̈́̈́̑ ̷̢̧̡̞̜͇̼̹̯͇̝̞̫̈͊̊̒̓̎͋͘͜ͅm̵͓̠̫͖̥̗̪͚͈̺̳̈́̓̇̑͒͛̃̐͌̂̿͂́͜͝͠o̶̥͙̲̻̣̰͓̍̎̑̈͂̂ŗ̸̛̱͕̰͇̠̝͕͈̤̜̘͙̥̆͒̍͑̾͋̈̅͘ṭ̵͍̞̤͍̫̦͚̰͖̥̏̊a̵̩̰̯̞͓̳̭͎̗͐͛̈́͋̃̈́̊̈̏̏͂͗̾͝l̷̢̧͎͔̗̤̹͙̀͒̃̋̆̑͂̿̏̇̂̉ͅ ̷̦̭̟́̄̅̑̒̈́̓̿̆͛̈͒͐̎w̶̪̱̜͓̤̄͆̊͛͗̄̓̓̚͝͝͝ơ̸̧̼̦̰̯͚̜̯͙̖̠̝̤̤̓̄͂̒̿̇̉̊̆ü̵̢̢̬̯̹̰̟̪͆͒͗͆̄̅͑͝͝n̵̡̨̲̬̪̲͍͎̟̼̲͙̝̲͋̕͠ḑ̷̥͔̯͙͔̻̗͔̙̬̰͉̍̉͜͝ͅ.̶͉͚̾͊̒̇͋͝ ̵̪͍͇̮͕̈́Ǐ̸͍̖̰̪̳̣͚̘̃ ̷̨̡̟̟͕̪̫̺̥͊̔͊͒͘͘ͅͅȏ̴̢̡̠̦̤͍̰̝͍̹̣̟͕̇͐͋̒̓̓̉̽̍̊͜͝ṉ̷̡̻̮͓̫͌̐̋̾̎̽̌̽̈́̑̕͘c̸̡̛̱̼̲͎͍̖̦͔̭̣̱̾̌͂̎͛͋͘͘ͅe̸̘̳̬̲͒͊̌̈́̄͝ ̸̢͕̣̂̿̈́͌̎t̷̫͓͗̒̈̊̔̒͐o̸̤͕̫͙͛̇͊̈͑͗͝o̶̻̲͎̅̏̌̊̽͑͂̈́͑̐͗͝ͅk̶̨͕͔̲͚͐̌̀̚ ̴͔̙͆͛̏͂͜m̸̰̪̍̊̐̌̂̈́̒̅̈́̓̿̚ỹ̵̧̻͖̟̥̖͍̪̪̳̮̰̖̠̆̓͛͗̉̓͠ͅ ̷̧̨̧̧̼̱͚̭̼͕͍̳͇́̅̉̈̍̑͌ş̶̗̺̦̖͎̭̭̘̝̗̈͑͆͒͆͛̏͋̏̕͝i̵̢̢̼̦͍̬̒͛́̍͌͑̾͒̔̄̾̿͘͠š̸̡͕̹̤͕̯̬̉͘t̶̛͖͇̩̉̏͊̀̓͑̿̉̈̓͛̏͘͝e̶̹͎̼͉̞͛͌͗ṟ̵̛͕̣̣̠̪͆͋̃̏̓̋͝'̷̰̙͕̲̰̻̰̬̗̜̣͉̎̓̎̾͝s̷̡̢̛̤̘̙͚̙̐̐͂͛̅͆͒̿̋̂͝͠ ̷̢̧̞̫͙̠̝̪̯͉̙͔͕̜͊͛͜͝s̸̢̧͚̻̺̝̪̮̉̄̍̈́̒͊̇̕͜ȍ̷̠͍̳̠̘̞͙͇̮͍͉̑̒u̸̠̣̅̈͌͆̓͊͗̑̋͂l̶̡̢̤̖̤͇̈́͊̀̍͊͜͠ ̴͚̞̗͔͑̑͒̋͝ţ̶̟͙̒ơ̷̛̝̫͈͓̍͆̋̂̂̉̓̋́̆͠ ̷̼̙̗͊͋̾͆̋̑̆̍͋̈́̂̕͝͝ḫ̵̢̼̹̜͂̉̍̈́͑̽̾̌̆͆̚e̵̡͔͍̦͔̻̣̭͔̣̥͇͈̬͆̒͌̃̍͋ã̸̟͔͖̩͎̖̮̺̺̬͕̝͇̭̊̉̎̉̈́̾̈́̍̌͝͠l̸͙̝̭̗̬̣̬̻̟̮͋ ̴̡̛͓͔͚̭͜ä̷̧̦̲̘̱̮̪̠́͗̈́̈́̾͂̈́̎̾̓̅͝ ̵̨̥̜̤͐͛̉̋͝w̴̧̢̨͎͇͙̩͈̦̝͇͈͚̹͍͂ō̶̧̡̮̲͇̹̞̘̣̣̬̲͕̊͛͒̈̽͝ͅȕ̶̢̩͕̖̫̦̄̌̾͋̅͆̃͜ͅň̴̢̼̯̣̯͍̺̬͉̾̈̍d̶̢͓̭̯̍͌̌̄̂͐̊̅̈́͘͝͝ͅ ̵̞̠̪̜̃͂̈́͝ț̶͔̜̲̘̫̘͔̺̼̌̈́̑̈́h̴̜̻͓͇͈̙̩̘̺͓̋̓͜ͅͅa̵̮̓̉̐t̶̢̢͍̗̆̋̾͝ ̵̭̱͕͉̲͓̦͈̮̣̮͓̞̎͛̈́̋͗̐̆͐̏̽̚̚w̴̭̮̟̮̐̒͝͝o̴̘̬͐͊̏̈́̄ų̴̢̛̛̮̬̦̯̞͍̞̼̇͌̑̎̓̀̓͠l̴̻̫̮̹͍̻͔͍̀̈́̒̅̊̌͗̄̾͌̑͂̽͑ḍ̶̦̘͓̃̑̾̎̃̔͋̕'̵̢͙̘̰̞̑̋̈̿̃͒̌̑͌͒͊̓̾v̵̧̡̭̮̩͙̯͖̼͙̠̘̟̯̮̓̈́̌ë̴̻̼͚͇̟̟̞͎͍̹̞́͑̍͊̉̊̍̿̓̆̚͘̕͝ͅͅ ̷͖̺̠̙͓̺̹̭̀̓͑̊̈́̈́̃͌͑͝͝ơ̴̢̖̤̳͕̳͉̤̖̗̰̙͒̐̂͆̅͂͘͜ͅͅṅ̶̨͎̜̻̼͉̠̱̳̠̗̰̭͉́̍͊̔ͅl̷̢̳͙͙̖͕̭͕͈̟̟̲̦̯͙̓͊̉̊̑̌͆̓̕ý̶͓͎͍͓̅̈̊͆͜ ̷̧͙̗̥̩̥͔̙̭͔͍̪͎̉͑͘t̸̛̫͗̈́̃̏a̶̢̨̭̝̜̱͎̺̘̱͇͉̭̻̐̈́̃̅̐̿̆͜ǩ̸̡͍̜̣̭̭̘̳̘͓̘̓̒̆̈͝e̶͔͕̟̣̫̟̘̺͛͋̒̌̈̅͝ͅn̶̢̡̠̯͈͕̜͉̭͑̓̑̅̾̽̅̄͝͝ ̶̧͇͙̠͓͇͓̑̾͋̊̐͑̈̀͊̈́̚͘a̶̧̬͍͍̖̬̙̫̣͚̥̽͂̑͒̌̚ ̸̢̡̧͇̺̤̦͛͌̏̽͌̊̕ͅc̵̩̖͚̼̘̎͊̚͠o̴͙͙͖̥̼͑͗̽̈́͆̀͊̈́͘̚͠͠ų̴̨͇͔̖̟͖̤͔̹͕̦̺̞̎̂͜p̶̪̤̜̀̈́̂̈́̀́͐̄͆͜l̴̢̲̟͚͔̘͍̣̜̭̹̫̔͂̓͊͜ė̵̟̭̒͒͝ ̶̢͖͙̞̪͈͙̯̙̱̈́̿̑̀̈́̒̑͜͠͝͝ḍ̸̨͕̠͉̙̟̖̙̪͓͇̫̠̿ͅa̷̧͓͍͎͎͕̗̘͕͕͍͔̙̮̮̐̄̾͐̓͐̔̎͊͒͆͗̊y̷̝͖̝̲̱̙̝͋̅̈͜͝s̶̢̧̗̰͎̖͚̲̫̤͍͕͇̑̚ ̷̥̺̥͙̝̽̌̐̅̂̂͗t̵͓̫̿̋̃̎̆́̎̿̅͜͝ơ̴̛̗̻̰̌͜ ̸̧̡̛̭͖̯̬͚̭̰̮̟̘͌̐̏̆̈͆̏̀͌̐̚͝͝͝ḥ̸̙̫̺͎̤̱̥̅̉͝ȩ̶̦̺͈̺̤̰̥̝̜͒̎̽͛̒͗͂̍̎̔̏̚͜͝ǎ̵͇͈̞̲͌̍̓͛̓̃͒͌̀̈́͂͒l̷̞͎͉͓̈́̈͐̈ ̵̢̯̬̠̫̱̺̬̰̒n̴̠̙̤͖͍͓̹̯̜̅̋̐̌͒̈́̂̅̉̚ͅa̴̧̛̓͛͊͒͋͐̎̋̿̃̃̈t̴̬͑̌̾̔̆̍̅̚͘͝ų̸̻̫͙͉͎ȓ̶̨͓͈͓͈̟͔̃̽̓̋͗̍́̃͌̕͝ͅa̶̢̡̨̛̛̛̘̱͓͖̠͔̥̹̮̼͚͂̈́̚̕͝l̵̹̞͑͋̍̈͋̅̋̔̽͒̃͂́͝͝l̷̮̼͕̠̱̈́̑͆̂͌̉y̶̼̖̺̪͉̰̺̜̟̝̼̗͗͗̒̽͘.̵̡̛͎̥̬͈͉̤̗̬̤͗͗̐ͅ"
One demon deal later...
Lucy Ann then shows up.
"Dipper, were you being stupid again?"
"Yes," you answer before him.
"N̴͎͚͖̤̘̫̞̳̻͂̉̋ͅǫ̶̡̤͈̫̲̭̪̭̻̈́͊̇͝,̷̢͇̎̌͌̂̉̑͑̃͊" he hurriedly tries to rectify the situation.
"I trust this rando you found on the street more than you," Lucy Ann grins.
"You should."
"No. Trust me."
"I don't know," she smiles. "This rando seems pretty trustworthy to me."
"No," Dipper frowns.
"Yes."
"Hold up for a second, I have a summoning."
Dipper then turns into his object form and leaves.
"So...how's your day been?" Lucy Ann awkwardly asks.
"Pretty good."
After an awkward silence for about three to four hours, Dipper shows back up covered in some sort of honey.
"Quite a...sticky situation you've found yourself in there, wouldn't you say?" you laugh.
Dipper then licks you. He probably got into some dipnip.
"Pretty sure the fuckin' cult gave him some dipnip," Lucy Ann says in annoyance. "We'll have to wait it out."
A few minutes later...
We need to timeskip more. Dipper's still drugged up.
A few more minutes later...
We should be- aw fuck, he's still a cat.
Even MORE minutes later...
"The cult worshiped Bill Cipher, but it was actually a different demon pretending to be Bill."
"Really?"
"And they covered me in honey. I subsequently killed them all."
"What did they do?"
"Killed a kid. One of them was an r!Bill, actually."
"Fuck, sorry."
"Eh, it wasn't as bad as the whole 'Bill comes back through his reincarnations' thing that happened with Toby and Ian."
"What?"
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, Lucy Ann, is the Dinner Crew still around?"
"Yeah, recently got some unicorns in the gang."
"Cool, unicorns are bitches though."
"They sure are."
The police proceed to bust into the house.
"Freeze! You are under arrest for- oh hey rando!"
"Hey, dude. How you been?"
"Pretty good. You know summoning demons is against the law, though, right?"
"Yes. However, you can make an exception this once, right?"
"Sure, why not?"
The police then leave.
"What was that?"
"Oh, we're friends. Met at a Twin Souls convention, actually."
"Normally I hate Twin Souls, but it saved me from having to kill someone this time, so it gets a pass just this once."
"Anyway, Dipper, you said you were going to college?"
"Yep! I start tomorrow, as a matter of fact."
"Cool! Which major?"
"Political cooking."
"Awesome."