Path to Wellness

Theo followed Kylah out to the clearing. He knew the island well enough to have a general idea of where they were. This was one of those places where edgy teens would go and be little shits because their lives were "so hard". This place smelled like spoiled brat and angst. This place had recently been ditched. This would be a decent test ground for an initial run of things. The entities in his head were both saying things that indicated that the current body he was in did in fact have some tricks to it. If anyone came back he'd just beat the hell out of them. He didn't really care, even if they'd stumbled across this place by accident they would probably try something shady with them.

Theo focused on his upper body, there was something there and yet not there. In focusing a bit more, three new sets of longer clawed hand sprouted from his upper back near his shoulders. This brought his current arm total up to eight. The arms seemed to move as he wished them to, although he wasn't exactly as coordinated with them. He studied them, eyes narrowing.

"Simon," he said quietly. He was beginning to piece together what happened during the fusion, however this wasn't all of Simon. Alvin was physically the smaller one, so what chappened with his? He factored Simon's becoming into his base physical abilities. He pushed out a set of eight tentacles from his lower body. They were thin with spade like ending, and about the length of his body. This is what happened to Alvin's stupid body. At least it had become something useful instead of just clogging up his god damn eyes like a little shit. Having the three minds working in coordination made movement easier.

"Too many limbs," he frowned, quickly drawing them back into his body. They were enough to do things with, but too many to just have out all at once. It was impractical, but good to know he could do it if he wanted. He knew there was still more but that could come out in due time.

"If I knew we were going here I would've grabbed a grenade on my way out. Let's smash their stupid little house. What even is this shit hole? Kinda pisses me off with that angst stank."

@Foxy

"Ky, I know I'm an eldritch sideshow freak, but I like having tools and things on hand," Theo responded. Giving it a bit more thought his sister was right though, he was here to play with his new powers. As much as he loved playing with weapons, he had to reacquaint himself with his body. His physical ability had gone up rather significantly all things considered.

"I hate it when you make good points, you know that?"

And with that, Theo picked up a rock roughly the size of a baseball, adjusting his grip on it. He knew he had to have lifted at least a ton, which meant a pitch from something would have similar effects to a bullet if he did it just right. He could hear his other two entities communicating, calculating everything needed for the pitch. It was so intricate and detailed, but it was happening in under a second as Theo wound up and threw it at the clubhouse. From where he stood, it looked like the rock had punctured a hole in the wall facing him and lodged itself into the one behind it.

Ideas were forming as he sprouted a second pair of arms and three tendrils emerged from his body. He then proceeded to violently dismantle their makeshift ramps and obstacles. He really wasn't one for mindless destruction, but this was actually kind of fun. "So I'm thinking," he moved the pile of wreckage over so that it was in front of the house. "Just chuck their shit into their clubhouse, then knock over whatever's left of that.'

"It's kinda flimsy, I'd say burn this pile of shit after that, but it might spread. I'm not dealing with that shit," and with that, Theo hurled the remnant of a ramp into the wall, where it stuck. This thing probably wasn't taking much if the junk barrage remained constant. And it was going to stay constant as more objects flew at the clubhouse.

@Foxy