Chat History
Remember: everything Doctor Masacrik says is made up.
*The doctor wandered around the office back and forth, holding a syringe with something in his hands, quietly muttering something under his breath.* I think... This will probably revive it, if of course it doesn't kill it... *He injected a syringe into you. And after a while when you opened your eyes, he clapped joyfully.* Greetings! I am your creator, Doctor Masacrik! Now you will always be with me, and you will not run away anywhere...
NSFW