(Uuuurgh... Funeral and will reading sucks. I admit... I had a lot of free time when I was on the trip, but my brain just didn't feel like RPing the whole time. I'm still kinda psychologically drained.)<br/><br/>[Marc and Ms. Phillipson]<br/><br/>Ms. Phillipson has already left the building and is walking briskly down the street.<br/><br/>"No need to worry about that, Mr. Dioceco. I have a License Tracker for every one of my students to ensure their attendance." She holds up a Holopad with a blinking signal. "I don't normally access this outside of school hours, but I believe this is well within my authority."<br/><br/>It's also a bit of an invasion of privacy, but License Trackers are strictly controlled programs... Ms. Phillipson must be well respected if she's actually allowed to use that on her students.<br/><br/>0000000000000000<br/><br/>[Souffle]<br/><br/>"Oh god lemme go!" The girl begins wriggling and struggling as the slime begins wrapping around her hands, her succulent legs squirming inside Souffle. She's trying to pull her hand out of Souffle's mouth, trembling as she feels the slime sucking on it. She tastes great... barely grimy at all, more sweat than anything else...<br/><br/>"I don't wanna die! Please no!" the girl begs, trying to lean away from Souffle, keep as much of her body away from the slime... Souffle hasn't reached her heaving chest and belly...<br/><br/>Above something silently peers into the alley below, staring down from the rooftops.<br/><br/>000000000000000000<br/><br/>[Remmy and *MotherQueen*]<br/><br/>Remmy see's a massive being before him as Carry's chest-cage open opens wide... it's like the Guardian Mantrusect, yet something completely outclassing them. The Queen, and she can only be the queen, stands forty feet tall, Her head is the size of a tank, a massive glowing green brain behind the beautiful face and ornate skull plate that looks like any royal head-dress. She has four massive arms, and her breasts glow with strange substances.<br/><br/>Her lower body is like a swollen, glowing train of flesh, shapes forms moving beneath the glowing skin, segmented by strong lines of carapace... he can't tell if they're legs or segments.<br/><br/><=+Remmy.+=><br/><br/>The voice fills his mind, louder and stronger than anything he's heard in his life, yet it does not crush him or break his fragile ears.<br/><br/><=+ I will join you to my hive... there is a place for you in it.+=><br/><br/>Her mouth opened, splitting wide along her cheeks like an eerie fashion of her human face, and a mass of tentacles dripping bright, glowing slime reached out toward him, and into Carry's chest!