In Which Ben is Probably Insane

From Telkoth.net

I blame viruses...

[Tiffany]: Anyway, if you wouldn't mind letting me know approximately what time the wing-getting occurs, I would like to be included in such activity, as wing-getting is less fun when done by oneself, and usually results in an overabundance of wings, some of which subsequently rot in my fridge...
[Tiffany]: ...for a month
[Tiffany]: Umm, yeah, I'd better remember to toss those tomorrow
telkoth: eew
[Tiffany]: I've got all kinds of antibiotics culturing in there
[Tiffany]: I'll bet
telkoth: ooh, you could sell those. maybe
telkoth: I'm gonna make an antibiotics simulation, but the more you use them, the less useful they become for everyone
telkoth: and then in, like, a decade, there will be a super... biotic... that no one can anti! and it will slay all the pets outright.
[Tiffany]: ...In psypets?
[Tiffany]: That doesn't make any sense.
telkoth: yeah
telkoth: wh... your mom doesn't make sense!
[Tiffany]: Psypets have enough ways to die already
[Tiffany]: They don't need more ways to die
telkoth: it's OK - I was probably kidding
telkoth: wait, don't you mean they have one way to die?
telkoth: oh, wait, two: the Deck of Many Things
[Tiffany]: But it would be really sad if suddenly pets started hunting things that killed them
[Tiffany]: or gathering, whatever
telkoth: "Your pet attempted to gather a Roc egg... the Roc was like 'why are you all up ons my egg?' and slew it. outright. like a super biotic."