# Ch.7: An irresistible job offer
Where was I writing...
Oh yeah,
our three exterminators just transmuted some poor foxes into people.
Why foxes? You might ask.
Because they're cute, duh.
Anyways, they're waking up now.
...
F1: Huh?
Voices could be heard from within the walls.
J: Oh, he woke up!
G: Now, don't scare him.
Z: I'm amazed that this worked.
F2: *groan* Who's there?
J: YOUR MASTERS. LOL.
G: I said, "don't scare them".
Z: It is true though.
F2: I don't understand...
F3: Wait, who are you? Who am I? I can't see anything!
J: It's because your eyelids are closed, silly.
Z: It seems like everyone else is playing dead.
J: Oh, I know, let's shake things up...
F4: Wait, I'm up, I'm up! Please don't eat me!
J: Someone actually listened! This is a good day...
J: For me, that is.
A small shock was sent through the floor.
F2-3: Ow! F4: AHH! F5: Fuck!
G: The last one isn't waking up.
J: Oh, I know!
G: Stop.
Z: Well, its heart seems to be beating, so it shouldn't be dead, yet.
G: Let me just attempt a resuscitation, ok?
A tendril wrapped the last fox's body.
F4: Wait, please don't eat her!
J: Are you stupid? Perhaps I did make you dumb...
The tendril probed around for a while,
and then performed the Heimlich maneuver,
which made the Fox-person-thing vomit out a large amount of watery slime.
As it appears, some of it had gotten stuck on her lungs and stomach,
and it landed on F4's face.
F4: AH! EW EW EW!
F6: Hey, stop screaming. You're so noisy. Geez...
J: Alright, everyone seems to be alive, which is better than expected.
Z: Ditto.
The tendril dropped the fox-humanoid-girl-thing
and the room fully illuminated.
Everyone else was already standing up.
F6: Ow.
Z: Hello servants.
G: I think that's too harsh. Can't you call them contributors? Or friends?
J: Peasants, tools, lab experiments.
G: You're doing it on purpose, aren't you?
Z: Uh, if you have any doubts, you can raise your hands.
Everyone but F4 and F5 raised their hands. F4 was to busy trembling,
and F5 had his arms crossed, because he was too much of a man for that,
or something.
J: Ok, let's start!
A tendril came from the ceiling and pointed towards F1.
F1: Hmm... Where are we?
Z: Near our core. Several kilometres below the surface.
It is the dark sphere below you.
J: Next!
The tendril pointed towards F2.
F2: So, what do you mean by "masters"?
J: We created you, we own you.
F2: No, I mean, what do you want?
J: For you to serve us.
F2: Aw.
F5: As if!
J: Sit.
F5 sat down.
F5: Goddammit!
J: Wag your tail.
F5 wagged his tail.
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F5: Fuck! You got me! Please stop!
J: Roll over.
F5 rolled over.
F5: AHHH! I SURRENDER! I WON'T COMPLAIN ANYMORE! HAVE MERCY!
J: Next!
F5: Phew.
F3: What are we exactly?
G: Our dearest creatures, you are fox-people.
J: We basically fetched human souls and stuffed them into your bodies.
Be thankful.
Z: That and some anatomical modifications. Now you can eat onions.
F3: Onions?
J: Next!
The tendril nudged F4.
F4: Ah! S-so what are y-you? W-why haven't you eaten us?
J: Because you wouldn't be able to work for us if we ate you.
And I don't like animals raw.
Z: We are an ocean of sentient slime with three souls.
We are also royalty.
G: Our names are-
J: NO! They could be listening!
F3: Who?
J: Just call us A, B, And C. I'm A.
Z&G: And I'm B.
J: Goddammit! Come closer for a second.
The foxes heard some whispering.
Z: Ok, I'm B.
G: And I'm C.
J: Alright, now you know we won't eat you. Are you happy now?
F4: Y-yes. You're not going to make us do anything dangerous r-right?
J: Next!
The tendril pointed towards F6.
F5: You skipped me over!
F6: Can I have a cookie?
G: Yes!
A cookie materialized within the wall, and another tentacle gave it to her.
F3: can we have a cookie too?
Everyone was given chocolate chip cookies except F5.
F5: Aw, come on! What do you want me to do!?
J: Work.
F5: But she hasn't worked at all! And neither him! Nor him!
F5: And I don't know their names! Do I even have a name!?
J: Oh yeah, about that...
J: Z- I mean B, could you help me out with this?
Z: No problem.
A few flipping pages could be heard.
They also sensed some mumbling.
F1: Do you have an office in there?
J: Oh, I forgot!
Some tendrils erupted from the walls and pierced their skulls.
They reappeared inside a black void.
F4: AHHH! AHHH!
F6: Ow, my ears.
F4: I-I'm alive?
J: YES, YOU NONCE.
There were three strange men, sat behind a mahogany table.
One was very muscular and tall.
The other looked rather young and distracted,
while one that spoke wore a robe and sounded very old.
F2: And you are?
J: A, B, and C. This is our mind realm.
F5: You're A? You sounded like a child back there.
J: ROLL OVER.
F5 Rolled over.
F5: IT WAS A COMPLIMENT! I SWEAR!
J: THIS ROOM IS IMPERVIOUS TO ALL KINDS OF SPYING.
HERE WE WILL GRANT YOU YOUR NAMES.
Z: From first to last to wake up by the way.
Guy started pointing at them while reading from a list.
G: Faber, Fifi, Filbert, Finn, Frank and Freya.
F1: So, why do all of our names start with an f?
J: BECAUSE YOU ARE FOXES.
F2: Ok, that's funny. :-) I think. ( O_O)
F3: Are we foxes, or people?
J: YOU ARE FOX-PEOPLE.
YOUR KIND EXISTS BY THE BUCKETLOAD IN THE MAIN CONTINENT.
F6: Can I get some milk? That cookie was really dry.
G: Yes!
A glass of milk appeared on Freya's hand.
F6: Mmmm... I'm still thirsty. Can I get another?
Z: You don't have to ask...
J: THIS IS AN IMAGINARY REALM, YOUR PHYSICAL NEEDS CANNOT BE SATED HERE.
F5: Anyways, what do you need from us?
J: SIT DOWN.
F5: Oh no.
Six chairs appeared in front of the foxes.
F5: Oh, thank the gods.
J: DID YOU JUST SAY GODS!?
G: Wow, that's some rotten luck.
Frank was leashed to a fence pole and given a food bowl.
J: WE NEED YOU TO EXPLORE THE MAIN CONTINENT
TO FIND CLUES ON HOW TO DEFEAT THE EIGHT DECEIVERS.
F1: Do you mean the eight gods?
The pole got another fox.
F4: NOOO I WANT TO LIVE! PLEASE JUST ASK ME TO SACRFICE MY KIN!
F6: So noisy...
J&Z&G: Agreed.
One more for the pole. This one with a gag.
Z: You will be given plenty of equipment to facilitate your survival.
G: You really don't have to worry. B makes really good gear.
Z: I made sure to add several manuals. You know how to read, right?
F2&F6: Uhhh...
J: WRITE YOUR NAMES, NOW.
They were given a pen and paper.
J: THESE TWO ARE SCRIBBLES,
AND THIS OTHER ONE IS A LANGUAGE I DON'T UNDERSTAND.
HOW THE FUCK DID YOU MANAGE TO DO THAT.
F3: I do not know how I know.
J: CAN YOU WRITE YOUR NAME IN FUCKING ENGLISH!?
F3: What is English?
They all got tied up.
J: CAN ANYONE READ AND WRITE IN THE LANGUAGE OF THIS LIST!?
Jack held up the list with the names. F1 nodded.
J: OK, AND HOW DO YOU CALL IT!?
F1: Demitongue, the language used for talking to seven of the eight go-
F1's face got a taste of .500 S&W Magnum. Fortunately, F4 couldn't scream,
and also it regenerated a few seconds later.
F2: W-what?
G: As it turns out, it's pretty hard to die in here.
J: SOON YOU WILL BE EXITING THIS PLACE.
YOU MUST ENTER THE SHIP AND GO FOR THE MAIN CONTINENT.
INVESTIGATE THE CENTER ZONE FIRST,
AND DO NOT APPROACH THE CENTER TOWER,
AS IT IS PROBABLY IMPORTANT FOR THE DECEIVERS.
GATHER AS MUCH INFORMATION AS POSSIBLE ON THIS WORLD,
AND DESTROY THE SHIT OUT OF OTHER ROYALTY.
IF YOU FIND ANYONE RELATED TO THE DECEIVERS, REPORT TO US FIRST.
DON'T TELL ANYONE OUR NAMES AND AVOID CAPTURE.
NOW DISAPPEAR.
Z: And say cheese.
They all saw a camera flash, and awoke on the coastline.
A battle cruiser was waiting for them.