Oozing with Opportunity

Objectives[]

Aid Mad Mortimer in his experiment, then capture his memory using the Soul Mirror.

They called me mad! As a matter of fact, they still do!

Ah, but none of them have the mental acuity of Doctor James Mortimus of the very much in-tact House of Plagues, nor his handsome smile! Fools!

With the catalyst you have so kindly provided, dear...whatever you are...certainly not a kyrian...

I digress!

We shall get to whatever it is you wanted in a moment, for now is the time of SCIENCE! Come, come, let me show you the wondrous fruits of my labors!

You will receive:

What are we doing not doing science right now?!

It appears you were successful. Well done, as always.

On accept: Mad Mortimer says: I shall meet you at my other lab by the ooze below!; Mortimer vanishes.

Speaking with Mortimer: They called me mad! As a matter of fact, they still do!

That all changes today!

Show me your new serum.

Mad Mortimer says: Behold, the miracle of eons of alchemical research and discarded interns!

Mad Mortimer says: Just a dash of bone powder... a splash of ooze...

Mad Mortimer says: Ooh, perhaps three splashes--let's live a little!

Mad Mortimer says: And last, but certainly not least, the catalyst you provided! Stir with a tiny whisk and...

The cauldron explodes, splashing on Mortimer. He retches and transforms into a yellow slime giant.

Mad Mortimer says: Nooooooooo!!!

Mad Mortimer says: Ok, this looks bad. I'll give you that.

Mad Mortimer says: What... is... happening...?

Mort and Bitter Undulates appear from him.

After killing the undulates: Mad Mortimer says: I can feel myself slipping away!; Ortim and Smoldering Creepers appear from him.

After killing the creepers: Mad Mortimer says: Help meeeeeee...!; ''Mad Mortimer shrinks, and Imer, Acrid Runoffs, and Virulent Globule appear.

After killing the hostile oozes: Mad Mortimer disappears completely.; Ortim says: I'm--we're--all me? We're all me!; Imer says: No time like the present, <name>. Use that mirror of yours and let's get this over with!

Memory extracted: Mort says: Splendid! Not at all what either of us expected, but that's science for you!; Ortim says: Best of luck with your arena or whatever it is you were going on about.; Imer says: I'm off to my new life! Lives? Let's go with life for now, shall we? Anyways, farewell!; Mort, Ortim, and Imer jump into the pool below.