“You don’t know…” GM echoed silently, looking down at the floor. “[b]YOU DON’T KNOW?!?![/b]” he roared, eyes locked onto Leon again as a katana materialized in his hand. “So you just decide to fuck around with my computer, fuck around with [i]my Basilix[/i]… for no good fucking reason?!” he exclaimed. “Why did I ever even think… that I’d want you around?!?” he screamed, before thrashing away in pure anger, hacking Leon’s torso nearly into pieces between each deep, powerful strike of his sword. The boy didn’t last long. Blood pouring out of him, he was dead almost instantly.

Panting, GM tossed his bloody weapon to the side, still catching his breath as a swivel chair materialized beneath him to fall backwards onto. He started to calm down as he lazily propelled himself around with his legs, inching back towards his computer. Once it was in front of his feet, he laid his hand out, palm facing upwards, and raised his arm. With it, a desk came up out of the ground, lifting his computer to eye level. He turned the holo-screen off, instead pulling the laptop screen upright to use normally. He sighed, pulling up his web browser and looking through his bookmarks. “I wonder…” he mused, glancing down at the sleeping lizard on his floor. His cursor hovered for a long time over a bookmark he’d labeled “the real Data Spell”, before finally he shook his head, closing out of his bookmarks and instead pulling up [url=https://web.archive.org/web/20130620035936/http://roleplayerguild.com/]something else[/url]. He scrolled down the page, beginning to browse. “I wonder how much of this is still viable…” he hummed to himself. 

Then, GM heard a light ‘thud’, and, hearing it, he jumped, quickly spinning around in shock as his feet perched on top of the swivel chair. “WAI, WHAT’S GOING O- oh.” he started to scream, but he stopped himself when he realized it was just Leon who’d suddenly appeared in his hideaway. It was then he remembered that Leon was automatically set to respawn whenever killed. “Oh yeeaaaah that’s why I decided to keep you around…” he sighed, no longer feeling enraged enough to kill the kid permanently.

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MK nodded, stepping into the makeshift elevator as [url=http://homestuck.bandcamp.com/track/elevatorstuck]a song[/url] had been chosen from inside the Guild consciousness, probably one that many of the Guild members immediately thought of when the heard the term “elevator music”. 

Once they reached the ground, MK Ultra seemed ready to just allow Callum to lead the way, before his ears perked up, and he started looking around in every direction, as if looking for something he couldn’t see.