Stuck On You [Video]

[dirge]

[The camera feed is confusing at first. It seems to be pointed at...his knee? Claw tips can be seen in the corner, so its obvious he's holding the drone again, despite the fact that it can position itself. The view bounces and swings wildly as something impacts with the little guy. Dirge's face is only halfway in the screen now but there's another pair of claw tips on the other edge, thumb obscuring the bottom half.]

Nrrrgh... Let go, fraggit!

[The drone is pulled to one side and then the other and then finally remains in the middle, framed by Dirge's trembling shoulders.]

Can't control...arms... Won't let go.... [He grunts, employing the other of his original arms to shove at the errant one that is latched onto the drone.]

They've been doing this all day... [Finally the drone is pulled free and released, scooting out of range before its grabbed again. Dirge looks mildly relieved. But also...kind of ill?]

They were fine before. It was great when things started turning into gold too. But.... Erggh...

[There's a nasty grinding sound from the vicinity of his midsection followed by an equally disturbing gurgle.]

...pretty sure I'm going to die...