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Ouch, I'm sorry. That's...got to be really confusing. Having one set of traumatic memories is bad enough without having two in there.
[It's definitely sounding like a whole goddamn mess and while Varian doesn't personally know what any of this is like - he does at least listen patiently. Doing his best to understand. So he can help his friend. ]
I'm glad that's one thing we don't have to worry about. Him...taking over. He's kind of a jackass.
[HE DOES NOT CARE FOR ZIM.]
Uhhhhh, sure.
[Varian has so many dangerous things down here, holy shit. He turns around, trying to find something that won't actually fucking kill Zib if it bounces off his skull. He settles for a (small) spanner. That...that probably won't do any damage.
And, without warning (because he assumes he doesn't want one) he just fuckin' LOBS it at Zib's head.
[Normally, Zib's PAK would respond and catch the offending object upon detecting something coming toward them that Zib won't catch with his hands, but Zib has purposely sent a mental command to disable the PAK cables and legs temporarily.
Because of that, it means he'll have to use something else to catch or defend himself. And sure enough, his weird alien biology decides this warrants needing a second pair of arms, which very suddenly comes bursting out of his torso. They tear through the clumsily knitted patches to create new holes in his jacket, catching the spanner before it can make contact with Zib's face.
Thankfully, this doesn't seem to cause Zib any pain, having new arms coming out of his sides without warning, but he does still stagger momentarily with a gasp. It's a very weird sensation to try to get used to.]
[Varian watches this with raised eyebrows- taking in the sudden (and weird) change. For a brief moment of panic, he's worried this is hurting his friend and he quickly glances at Zib's features to make sure this isn't doing some real damage- even if Zib was the one to request this anyway.
Once he's sure Zib is okay, he exhales slowly.]
So. That definitely happened. And that's...okay, so when did this start? Did it...are you okay?
I'm... I'm okay. It doesn't hurt now like it did the first time...
[Now it's just a super weird sensation, reaching deep inside of oneself and pulling more limbs out than what a normal person typically has.]
... I probably should have taken my coat off first, though. I forgot it was going to end up reopening those same holes I just finished patching up recently.
[Oh well. His second pair of arms flex and stretch themselves out, as if working out some knots or kinks in the muscles while Zib talks.]
As for when it started... it was right after the last shedding incident. The one I told you about that Luz helped me deal with. But this change hasn't shed away or left yet, so now... now I'm willing to believe that this is something to do with what happened to you. Or... I don't know, maybe it was something I could do all along and didn't realize it until the stress of all that shedding brought it out?
[He hums softly, moving closer to look at the arms- but also at the coat. Sorry, Zib, he's taking the scientific approach here.]
Well, I can probably fix the coat up so they unfold easily with it. Maybe some velcro or something? Just so you can still wear it without worrying about ripping it open every time.
[See? He can be helpful too!]
Well, I never shed with mine. It just...things just kept getting steadily worse and worse as my stress levels went up. Given you have uh...a tricky situation with the alien biology the PAC gives it might be that. Or it could be corruption. Have you had any other symptoms? Anything else to add to this already? They definitely seem to...stack with corruption.
[He allows Varian to approach and study the arms and torn coat here, listening carefully to Varian's opinion on the matter. At the mention of the PAK though, Zib's face falls as he thinks it over, and it seems an idea has suddenly occurred to him.]
Zim... he could do this too. I only really remember seeing him do it once though, because I guess he didn't really like using them that much either, but...
[His second pair of hands move up to allow him to examine. Those two hair scythes of his, or rather, antenna, start moving back and forth against his skull, clearly agitated.]
Am I supposed to take this to mean that I'm still becoming more and more like him because of the PAK, and not because of this place? But then if that was the case... that would mean I wouldn't just go back to normal like you did. I would just keep changing until I may as well be him entirely, instead...
[Hmmmm, that's worrying. He watches the hair scythes moving, and he's pretty sure Dib couldn't do that before the PAK, either. That's not a human thing. ]
I don't know. It's...a theory. Maybe it's like... a symbiotic relationship? Like it won't completely take over, just give you...extra. Or it could genuinely be corruption, it seems to hit people differently and it's not like we have a way of testing it. I'd say we can try and help you feel better? Like- get rid of some of those stressors? If this goes away, then it's corruption, if it doesn't, then it's the PAK.
I guess that might work... or at least, it's worth trying so that we can test and see what's going on.
Although... is it weird to actually hope that it's corruption here? Given how... bad that also is, but somehow it's the lesser of two evils for me so far to consider...
Of course, the best we can do is test it- if nothing else, we might be able to eliminate some factors, even if we can't...figure out a decent answer.
[Because sometimes, that's all you can get. ]
That- no, I can understand that. At least we have a better idea of how to handle corruption. There are ways to ease it. If- if it's something from home, that's...a lot harder to control.
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[It's definitely sounding like a whole goddamn mess and while Varian doesn't personally know what any of this is like - he does at least listen patiently. Doing his best to understand. So he can help his friend. ]
I'm glad that's one thing we don't have to worry about. Him...taking over. He's kind of a jackass.
[HE DOES NOT CARE FOR ZIM.]
Uhhhhh, sure.
[Varian has so many dangerous things down here, holy shit. He turns around, trying to find something that won't actually fucking kill Zib if it bounces off his skull. He settles for a (small) spanner. That...that probably won't do any damage.
And, without warning (because he assumes he doesn't want one) he just fuckin' LOBS it at Zib's head.
Good luck, Friendo.]
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Because of that, it means he'll have to use something else to catch or defend himself. And sure enough, his weird alien biology decides this warrants needing a second pair of arms, which very suddenly comes bursting out of his torso. They tear through the clumsily knitted patches to create new holes in his jacket, catching the spanner before it can make contact with Zib's face.
Thankfully, this doesn't seem to cause Zib any pain, having new arms coming out of his sides without warning, but he does still stagger momentarily with a gasp. It's a very weird sensation to try to get used to.]
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Once he's sure Zib is okay, he exhales slowly.]
So. That definitely happened. And that's...okay, so when did this start? Did it...are you okay?
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[Now it's just a super weird sensation, reaching deep inside of oneself and pulling more limbs out than what a normal person typically has.]
... I probably should have taken my coat off first, though. I forgot it was going to end up reopening those same holes I just finished patching up recently.
[Oh well. His second pair of arms flex and stretch themselves out, as if working out some knots or kinks in the muscles while Zib talks.]
As for when it started... it was right after the last shedding incident. The one I told you about that Luz helped me deal with. But this change hasn't shed away or left yet, so now... now I'm willing to believe that this is something to do with what happened to you. Or... I don't know, maybe it was something I could do all along and didn't realize it until the stress of all that shedding brought it out?
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[He hums softly, moving closer to look at the arms- but also at the coat. Sorry, Zib, he's taking the scientific approach here.]
Well, I can probably fix the coat up so they unfold easily with it. Maybe some velcro or something? Just so you can still wear it without worrying about ripping it open every time.
[See? He can be helpful too!]
Well, I never shed with mine. It just...things just kept getting steadily worse and worse as my stress levels went up. Given you have uh...a tricky situation with the alien biology the PAC gives it might be that. Or it could be corruption. Have you had any other symptoms? Anything else to add to this already? They definitely seem to...stack with corruption.
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Zim... he could do this too. I only really remember seeing him do it once though, because I guess he didn't really like using them that much either, but...
[His second pair of hands move up to allow him to examine. Those two hair scythes of his, or rather, antenna, start moving back and forth against his skull, clearly agitated.]
Am I supposed to take this to mean that I'm still becoming more and more like him because of the PAK, and not because of this place? But then if that was the case... that would mean I wouldn't just go back to normal like you did. I would just keep changing until I may as well be him entirely, instead...
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[Hmmmm, that's worrying. He watches the hair scythes moving, and he's pretty sure Dib couldn't do that before the PAK, either. That's not a human thing. ]
I don't know. It's...a theory. Maybe it's like... a symbiotic relationship? Like it won't completely take over, just give you...extra. Or it could genuinely be corruption, it seems to hit people differently and it's not like we have a way of testing it. I'd say we can try and help you feel better? Like- get rid of some of those stressors? If this goes away, then it's corruption, if it doesn't, then it's the PAK.
[He'll take the SCIENTIFIC method on this. ]
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Although... is it weird to actually hope that it's corruption here? Given how... bad that also is, but somehow it's the lesser of two evils for me so far to consider...
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[Because sometimes, that's all you can get. ]
That- no, I can understand that. At least we have a better idea of how to handle corruption. There are ways to ease it. If- if it's something from home, that's...a lot harder to control.