Merlin McWizard

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No I like the satellite. It's daring. And I can't take back what I said anyway. I'm with Dad on this.

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Haha, I like it Dad. I'm gonna roll with it. ;D

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Tobias could barely believe what he had just witnessed, but there was no point in pondering now. Things were already being set in motion at a rapid pace. The whole facility was in emergency alert after being devastated by the satellite. He doubted he would be welcomed back by the scientists with open arms. No matter. This worked out perfectly for him in the long run. It was time to act. Clifton beckoned from the satellite. "It mights be our only hope!" He cried. He saw Brussena fleeing back to the entrance to the gym. "Wait!! Come with me! What would dearly daddy be thinking of you now? You have to come with us!" He boarded the damaged satellite with Clifton, becoking to Brussena and awaiting her decision.

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Please excuse my character. I did say he was known to act rashly. Once you get the viking blood pumping in him he doesn't stop ;)

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A sharp thud to the back of the head, and the guard lay crumpled at Tobias's feet. Lookout duty? Psh. A complete waste of his talents. Oh he'd get that intel all right. "Please be standing back little kitty. You too ferret man. This will be messy." Morphing into a walrus, he crashed into the metal door with his full might. After several blows it finally caved, leaving debris everywhere as the door hit the floor with a loud clang. The noise had attracted several more guards, as he could hear shouting some distance off. "Grab the informations and run! We shall follow!" He shouted to Clifton, now back in human form. He turned to Brusenna. "Best be staying close to me now, little girl. Would not want to be getting hit by bullets, no? We're leaving... We're leaving this whole place forever!"

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Momentarily stunned at Roxy's awareness of what he just did, Tobias could only stand there, gaping like a ludicrous fool. Finally he stammered, "Y-Yes! Much apologies, kitty-cat lady, only was playing a trick! You'll not tells anyone, yes?" He gave the card to Roxy and awkwardly shuffled to a far corner of the room. This was humiliation most foul. It was clear his plans were not going to work alone. He needed allies...

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Tobias lurched into the gym after finishing with lunch, nodded to Roxy who was already there, and promptly threw up all over the floor. Too much fish. It was hard to maintain the body mass of a walrus when he still had a human form as well. "Whoopsies! Too much to eats, it seems!" He offered with a weak chuckle and a fake grin. He would never forgive the Americans for this treatment. As a couple of the staff came to clean up his mess, Tobias squinted with the devilish squintiness of a man who was up to trickery. Quick as a mountain hare, he swiped a key card from one of the janitor's belts. He may need it later.

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Tobias grew tired of pity-starving himself and arrived at the cafeteria while he still could. He was soaking wet and left massive puddles in his wake, but he didn't care. As one of the tallest test subjects, he navigated through the sea of tables with ease, straight to the front of the now-dwindling lunch line. The cafeteria staff gazed on him with apprehension, until one of the workers called for the forklift. It arrived carrying an entire bushel of fresh sea bass, weighing half a ton. The scientists had authorized a special diet for Tobias, as he required massive quantities of fish to keep up his strength and physical mass. He plopped down at a table in the middle of the room with a squish from his drenched trousers. Not one to be impolite, Tobias unfolded a napkin across his lap. He then proceeded to lift the entire barrel to his mouth with his bare hands, gulping down multiple bass at once, while those sitting near him shrunk away in intimidation.

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Feeling a bit dejected, Tobias wandered glumly back to his living quarters after being ushered out of the clinic. He avoided the cafeteria. Eating was for the weak. Plus none of the other residents were overly fond of him for some reason. There was some time to pass before the next routine meeting. Luckily his residence came fit with an aerobics pool. It was admittedly quite nice, but it would never be home. Never. He morphed into a walrus and fumbled into the pool with all the grace of a half-viking half-marine animal mutant. As he swam in intricate, well-rehearsed patterns, tears flowed from his eye cavities as the salt from the tears mixed with the chlorine. In truth, while he put on a gruff outer appearance, he was a delicate seal-pup on the inside, merely trying to live up to his overbearing Nordic ancestry.

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Amused by Clifton's antics, Tobias leaned back and roared with a booming laughter than shook the very foundations of the clinic, causing the scientist examining him to fall back in alarm. "My friend here is wild like wolverine. Has Tobias gotten your furry ferret tail in knots? Best be simpering down now. Many a small seafaring vessel have been fiercely scathed by I, in walrus form!" He moved his arms and stuck his chest out in a heroic pose to place emphasis on his heroism.