Could you? It would be an interesting exercise to observe my body being slowly reclaimed by fungi as a ghost.
[It's hard to tell if he's being serious or if he's joking. A little bit of both, maybe?
Doc moves her claw a little more gently, scraping off little bits of loose or matted fur and letting it float to the floor. Some of that fluff ends up floating towards Egon's face. He frowns, trying to lift his hand to shoo it off, but he's blocked by the big cat sitting on his chest right now. His nose itches as he tries to blow it away.
The only inevitable conclusion, of course, is that Egon lets out a monstrous sneeze, causing Doc to let out a startled noise and skitter towards Sir Wigglesworth. Wigglesworth backs away with Doc, letting out a series of indignant squeaks.]
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[It's hard to tell if he's being serious or if he's joking. A little bit of both, maybe?
Doc moves her claw a little more gently, scraping off little bits of loose or matted fur and letting it float to the floor. Some of that fluff ends up floating towards Egon's face. He frowns, trying to lift his hand to shoo it off, but he's blocked by the big cat sitting on his chest right now. His nose itches as he tries to blow it away.
The only inevitable conclusion, of course, is that Egon lets out a monstrous sneeze, causing Doc to let out a startled noise and skitter towards Sir Wigglesworth. Wigglesworth backs away with Doc, letting out a series of indignant squeaks.]