T̵H̵̛̕E̵̴ ͘҉͟T͠HÍ̛RD ̨͢I̛͞N̵͏V̡EŚ̡T҉̶̕I͟͞ĢA̵͞T̸I͟ÒN̶

[strangerpeople]

Ţ̷H͠E̕͜͝ ̛T̡͏̀HI͜͢R̨̨͟D̴̡͏ ̀͟I̶͡NV̕͝È̷͜S̴T̡I̵͞G̶̕A҉T́͡ION҉͏̷

[Good morning again. It's Friday, and you know what that means.

Maybe people should start looking to see if anyone's taken Kyuubey at face value.]

Comments

[katzenpfote]

[Frumpkin picks up the glasses in his mouth and trots back to Caleb triumphantly and drops them on the ground.]

... Arthur?

[incendiarize]

I hate that goose.

[Yup, it's him. Now that the goose has been run off, he's changing back. He's not hurt.]

[katzenpfote]

At least you’re all right. Come on, let’s see what’s going on.

[incendiarize]

.....I know this smell....

[Now that he has a nose, he can smell burning. Burning flesh, just like Gotham...]

[katzenpfote]

... Me too.