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[newmemorywhodis]

[User name: liiiink]

Hi

I'm going to look for our stuff

Tell me what you lost?

[There. Link has successfully managed to Communicate Using The Network. He feels very accomplished.]


[[ooc: Plotting post for this is here. If you want to get involved in helping to retrieve items - or you'd like another character to retrieve something for you - comment there too]]

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[newmemorywhodis]

Link shrugs, as he returns the lizard to perpetual stasis once more in the Slate. Quantity limit was a bit more...iffy.

"Seventeen weapons. Eleven bows. Nine shields. Lots of amour. Lots of materials. Lots of meals." Was there an exact number, for things other than his weapons and shields? Link didn't know. "Sometimes I don't have space for more meals. When I've cooked a lot."

[purplexing]

Why the heck did anyone need eleven bows and that many shields... Donnie's back to stroking his chin as he processes this information and simply comes to the conclusion that Link is a hoarder.

"Right." He has a feeling asking about the food would just venture into a completely different territory so he stops himself there. "So then there is a limitation of some sort. Glad to know there's some type of warped physics still at work. Haven't tried stuffing any buildings in that thing?"

[newmemorywhodis]

"I tried to put a boulder in there once," Link says. "It didn't work."

He'd been a bit disappointed, in fact, to find that it didn't. He'd been hoping that he could just always have a boulder on hand, there for Link to drop upon unsuspecting bokoblins anytime he liked. Instead, Link had to make do with any boulders that happened to naturally be around.

[purplexing]

"Because of course you did." He is very rapidly getting a feel for how Link operates so this bit of information does not surprise him at all.

"That's a relief. If you didn't stop at boulders and lizards then my next concern would be people." Beat. "Don't even think about trying it."

[newmemorywhodis]

"Only small animals fit. Lizards. Bugs. Snails." Does Link have all of those creatures stored away in his slate? Yes. Yes he does. In large quantities.

(And yes, he has tried bigger animals too. That one cucco he tried to shove in there once had been really, really unhappy about it.)

[purplexing]

Is there no end to this menace's hoarding habits? With each creature mentioned, Donnie just looks a touch more disturbed. "No, no- I'm not even asking why," he stolidly decides, shaking his head.

[newmemorywhodis]

And Link hasn't even mentioned the monster parts.

"Okay," Link says. "...Now do you know everything?"

Somehow, Link gets the feeling the answer is 'no', but he can't possibly begin to think what else Donnie might ask about.

[purplexing]

Probably a good thing. Donnie would then have to wonder about if anything in there smelled from possible exposure, but then again, if they were all in some kind of stasis then maybe it was compartmentalized too.

"...no, but I'm sure I'll just get a headache rather than all the answers I might be looking for." He waves a hand at Link in a dismissive fashion, massaging between his eyes with the other.

[newmemorywhodis]

Right, now it's definitely Link's cue to leave.

"Bye," he says - again - before kicking his heels with a soft "Hyah!", and riding off.