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Lefay briefly took out the book and showed it to Famen.

 

"I don't know who gave it to me, but it's full of useful stuff. Probably has stuff even you don't know about. Honestly, all I really need to put this thing together now, is some wood."

"Hm. Interesting." Famen said, examining the book before handing it back to Lefay. (I'm assuming wood for the science machine) "I have some wood that we can use." Pulling a good amount of wood out of his pack. "Let's get to work on this thing.

Mina just lay on the ground stomach side down, staring at the box, seeming oblivious to everything else. She would find out what was in that box, dang it! For all she knew it was set on a timer and would explode open at any point, or the dog's constant chewing might loosen the ribbon, allowing her to slip the lid off. What she did know was that she couldn't look away, not even for a second, because if she did, she would let the box win. She would NOT let the box win.

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While Mina and Angelle's attentions is focused on the box, Famen and Lefay finish up the dubbed 'science machine'. "I know I should be more cautious with levers since what happened last time, but I'm gonna activate this thing!" Famen flipped the switch, activating the science machine. All of a sudden, Famen's mind started generating more crafting recipes than he could imagine! 

Meanwhile, Famen got distracted by Angelle's sudden barking at the box, which has started going crazy. Famen kicked the box toward the science machine, effectively making the box more unstable. The finger-like ribbons creeped over the top of the box and started pulling the box open. After the third tug, the top flew right off and the ribbons vanished. Famen rushed over and turned off the 'science machine'. "That thing was giving me a headache."  Famen said. He then looked inside the box and seemed...less than impressed. Famen reached inside the box and pulled out two long, black, fingerless gloves. "Well, that was way too anti-climatic." Famen said, rolling up his hoodie sleeves, revealing his scars all along his left forearm. He slipped the gloves onto his arms and put his sleeves back into place. "Yup, just as I thought. Just plain old long gloves. They look stylish enough. I would've liked something cooler though." Famen said, kicking the now empty box back over to Mina and Angelle. 

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Mina sat on her knees, now staring blankly at the empty box with mouth ajar. She slowly looked up at Famen. "That's it... black fingerless gloves...

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COOL!" she suddenly shot up and nearly teleported next to Famen with a big grin on her face. "I have those too!" she says, lifting up her gloved hands to show. "Well, mine aren't long, but still!"

"Oh cool! Now we both have gloves. Black and fingerless too coincidentally!" Famen said. "At least we figured out how to open that demon box. Apparently it just needed some post-563359-0-86681500-1445825737.gif." Famen was still half expecting the gloves to encase his body like some kind of cursed rock candy.

 

(Respect to anyone who gets the 'rock candy' reference)

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(ninja'd, this is to Mark & Lefay)

"Nah, birthday already passed. I don't know who or what gave this to me. It just fell out of the sky and hit me in the head. Maybe the world likes me?" Famen said, plugging in his earbuds yet again. "I'm gonna go mess around with this 'science machine' some more. And Lefay, what effect did this machine have on you? I became really smart and got a headache all of a sudden."

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"Hmm..." Mark looked up as well. "YOU'RE VERY PRETTY! I WISH I WAS AS AMAZING AS YOU! YOU AMAZING GIFT-GIVER YOU!!" He waited some seconds then replied to Mina. "Nope. I don't think complimenting works either."

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As he did with the others, Vilsig analyzes Famen.  H̡mp͢h̕.̸ ͞ ͟Jus͠t͞ a̵ ͡peŗfe͏ct͟ly n҉ǫr̡ma͏ĺ h͘u͏ma͏n͘.  He thinks.  He had seen many in this state; dazed, confused, disoriented...and very easy to mentally crush.  These sorts of people weren't ready for anything more than a scraped knee.

T̶̨h͜͜a͟͡t'͜͞s̴̢̨ ͏w̶͘͝h҉at̵ ̶͜V̨̛i̢͜͡l͏̶sį͠g̀͘ ̶̴̀t͘͏h̵̛į̧ǹ͘k̕҉s ̶(̷̷ °͏͜ ͟ʖ̵̀͜ ̢̛̛°̸̢͡)̶

"Interesting, we seem to have completely opposite reactions to this thing." Famen said to Lefay. "I should really act on these ideas I'm having before I forget though."Famen started experimenting with different crafting recipes thanks to the migraine-giving machine. He had made a pick/axe with 3 flint and 2 twigs, a log helmet with 4 logs and 2 rope, and a miniature saddle pack so Angelle can have an inventory!

...all while humming 'Migraine' by twenty one pilots o__o

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Meanwhile, in Vilsig's shadow, a certain shape appeared in it, hiding. Suddenly, a shadow rift opened up underneath Vilsig and swallowed him whole. Before anyone could follow after him, however, the rift closed. He was spat out in a section of savannah far from camp. Mistaria was standing there.

 

"That's enough, Vilsig. I see how you've been eyeing Lefay. Don't think I can't tell what you're thinking."

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