[h2][color=green][center]"Oilburn" Slick Drake[/center][/color][/h2]
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Slick drifted about the ship as he recovered from his minor injuries, leaving a small trail of oil for anyone to follow if they so chose. Time passed as Slick stared at the time island full of time readers that told time. Tiiiiiiime. Time to burn things! The ship docked and Slick leapt overboard to go find something to burn.

He quietly joined Dirk as they walked to... somewhere. His mind bounced from topic to topic, should he talk about burning things, blowing things up, blowing people up, maybe that weird Lobsterre guy he wanted to cook? Eventually he settled on a suitable topic to talk to his fellow schizophrenic about. [Color=green]"Where are we going? Does it have good materials for my art?"[/color]

Slick continued to drip oil as he talked at Dirk about his wonderful art, especially the art he performed while they were fighting shrimp man. [Color=green]"I'm sad the canvas disappeared into the sky. I hope I can find it again so I can finish my art. Do you want to be art?"[/color] 

After that last chilling question they soon arrived at the food land for cooking art. Cooking art was much different from regular art. Food art was much easier.