YOU ARE NOW ALL AQUARIUM FISH.

[curryjolokia]

 Welcome to the office fishtank of P. Sherman, dentist.  P. Sherman is a generally well-meaning sort of man, meticulous about the upkeep of the large 50-gallon tank which boasts a broad and colorful range of fish and sea creatures.  It's a lovely magic tank where little things like "salt water" or "freshwater" don't matter so much, and P. Sherman has taken advantage of this fact by including a mix of species that almost guarantee that the children in his waiting room will be treated to a live demonstration on Basic Maths: Subtraction & Division.

YOU ARE ONE OF THE FISH IN THIS TANK.  ICON UP AND POST AWAY.  

Do you remember you were not always a fish?

Might you have grand plans of clogging the tank filter and escaping into the open sea, where a fish of your glorious purpose WAS MEANT TO BE?

P. Sherman doesn't care, and there's fishes round these parts who would sooner see you lunch than successful in your goals.

Comments

[curryjolokia]

[Totally not even noticing you right now. I am busy schooling Squiggles on critical logic failure.

[Also it's probably really lucky for me that I am too far down for you to reach unless you're willing to soak your whole arm.]

[catcameback]

Fishy fishy~

[Do fish, like, have names?]

I just want to play.

[I swat the water a few times, but I think I'm going to have to get serious if I want sushi today.]

[curryjolokia]

[I'm just a bunch of bright red flashes in the water, headed further under the rocks following Squiggles. I'm really attention getting, but not easy to get.

Try the yellow tangs in the corner. They're stupid.]

[catcameback]

[Hmm. Yellow fish? Well, alright, but just one.]

[No, seriously, though, red bits. Red is good. I lick my chops clean of the remainder of the yellow fish and then turn my attention back to the flitty red bits. I can almost reach.]

[curryjolokia]

[Now that I'm conversing with Chompy, I am not under the rocks.]

[The water above us is swishing interestingl--

[FUCK MY LIFE IT'S THE CAT GET IN THE CORAL

[But the coral's too far away and I always snag things and my tail needs time to HEAL before I can do that and not bleed more and FML I am just going to hide under Chompy. He's far enough off the bottom of the tank. And he's claw-resistant on top. This is fine.]

[I don't really care what he has to say about this. I can only beat the cat when it's watching me through the glass and I puff up and scare the bejesus out of it. Its claws are a completely different matter.]

[catcameback]

[Dude is dodging like crazy.]

Fishy, I don't want to eat you!

[Lying liar who lies.]

Fishy I just want to play.

Not with the turtle, dude, turtle doesn't play nice.

[curryjolokia]

Uh-huh right. Let's resume this conversation after you're not made of sharp parts and stupid Gojira size teeth.

[Not BUDGING from under Chompy. He at least apologised. Kind of.]

[catcameback]

[WHAT is that supposed to mean, is he calling my teeth fat or something? Insulted.]

I'm really not that hungry I promise.

[I totally am, that yellow thing really did nothing to take the edge off.]

Yo, turtle, could you, like, shift a bit to the left or something?

[I like to think me and turtle are bros.]