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Post by Nefer Nightbug on Jun 8, 2015 10:18:36 GMT -5
Interfishin' Day 4:
THE CYODRAKE'S GAZE CRASHES INTO THE HEALING SPRINGS AFTER A TOA ATTACK. Thankfully, it heals back to full.
Tahu, Armin, M.O.X., HFX, Lloyd and Reimu set off up the 112 flights of the Neverending Staircase.
Meanwhile, on the Gaze, Yukari, Halley, Sakuya, Leon, Cirno and the Leech King all keep tabs on Ran Yakumo. Treacherous little bastart.
And while all of this is happening...
nI: I hear conversations... out in Paradox Space. nI: That horrorterror seems complacent.
Xion: Check dimensions ==>
There are three Crowbars within 1000 folds. The nearest one is 456 up 345 left 348 out. There is also a horrorterror communicating on a chat client on your dimensional plane at planar coords 2455x 2387y 89267z moving at a constant rate of 4x -6y -20z per second, with measurements in kiloparsecs. You ask Baldemar Axemond to try to commune with it. Whatever's going to go down, you are going to need the big guns. Not to say you don't have some big guns already: you own two, after all.
You quickly summon a whole bunch of Quest Beds and install them in the Gaze. If anyone goes down, they're at least going to get a second chance.
Axemond tells you that the horrorterror seems to be concerned about outer ring diplomacy. You become confused as to how he managed to wiggle his way into a lantern universe of a lantern universe. You also struggle to grasp the true form of the Eridanus-Supervoid. You get the feeling that the void might be the way out of this mess.
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Post by horrorTerror on Jun 8, 2015 14:14:54 GMT -5
horrorTerror: COMMUNE.
You...communicate your intents. Somehow. You sense confusion about big guns and lantern skipping. And the Eridanus Supervoid.
You check your eldritchkind specibus. Even if it only works with items with Other corruption, you're a horrorterror who lives in the Furthest Ring for Jenna's sake finding items with Other corruption is literally as easy as being able to sense anything and even if there aren't any you can just excrete some ichor on it or something. Yep, right next to your Grimoire of Esoterica there's your good old Skaian Siege Engine Flare Cannon. That's KIND of a big gun...you guess. Just alchemize it with something better and amp up the size, yeah. Big guns, check.
Universe wiggling. You pop outside for a second and check the Shenanigans Engine. It is still operational. Chalking it up to the magic of actual magic, check. Magical majjyks of majjykalness operating at proper levels. You are vaguely sure that this machine is why you were able to violate a regional border with no major slaps to the beak and without having to resort to someone whose superpower is "manipulating borders and boundaries".
You examine the Eridanus Supervoid with the power of Horrorterror Google. It appears to be an area with few or no galaxies in it. Might be an inter-universal fold but you're not sure about frog shenanigans. It may indeed be a way out of this mess, depending on its enigmatic true form.
You are not sure which directional directions in space and time everybody is.
You poke the shenanigans engine, deploying the NARRATIVE INCISOR. Everyone just calls it a narrative incisor in lowercase but you find the capslock formal name to be more effective and scary-sounding with getting narrators to comply without having to throw Flux players at the Archagent of Derse's 4th wall. You poke the tooth and incant your query the requisite one time.
'Recap on locations please?' you say. All well and good, but just because you're A tentacled eldritch space god doesn't mean THE tentacled eldritch space gods in charge will actually hand you the information. But they might, so it was worth a shot.
You put away the giant sharp tooth before it hurts someone and go back inside. Yawn.
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Post by Nefer Nightbug on Jun 8, 2015 16:27:58 GMT -5
((Horrorterror Google. hahahaha!)) Xion: Investigate the Eridanus-Supervoid ==>
When you flew through here, you weren't able to get a really good look at it, if only because you were fighting a Mobius Dick, a giant interstellar interdimensional space sperm whale.
Come to think of it, weren't those supposed to be extinct? You aren't quite sure...
You try to see the void again, but, you cannot see any gaps.
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Post by horrorTerror on Jun 8, 2015 21:03:39 GMT -5
((This feels oddly like Or Something Like That in that everything important appears to be taking place offscreen and is only obliquely referenced in what actually gets written down am I missing something or everything)) horrorTerror: Crack open that Grimoire and nag Fluthulhu/Fluthlu/Fluthulu/however it's spelled already. You...do so. Flipping to Fluthlu's page in the chapters of the (heavily annotated by other horrorterrors, even the titanic Noble Circle in some cases) Grimoire for Summoning the Zoologically Dubious, you automagically construct the requisite Arcane Window with intent to brazier-feed the mindgates of the FOUL PATRICIAN OF MISERY, patron of the 77th-level Disquieting Leer, fierce oggle of necrotizing fury, slain-in-windowcrossing yet revived-under-noble, Fhtagn of the Knowledge Dream, city-dwarfer, Beast Emissary of the Furthest Ring, and very close to the bottom of the hierarchy of even that if not quite there, smaller than Gl'bgolyb even, barely above the hovering vehicle-sized demonslimes.... To be honest, as you are a Horrorterror proper (albeit specially purposed) and not a mere Beast Emissary, you are arguably quite a good bit higher than the Fluthluic Individuals in the same Circled Dominion, and you are not all that sure Fluthlu even is pluralized-beastic at all here, nor how he defeated P'Shorshasa for rulership of the Furthest Ring section. He's so TINY in your native dominion...but then again the beasties here are small too. Depending on how well you are received as a foreign dignitary or something- The window makes dinging noises, indicating it is fully charged and communications may begin. Predictably, you decide to mess with the abstraction. The narration has decided to tone down the broodfester of the speech and translate it NICELY for once. You should stop stabbing us excessively with those pointy teeth you know, it's quite rude. Just because the fluxy thing isn't dragging us out doesn't mean YOU have to. Geez, calm down. horrorTerror started invoking Fluthlu. HT: hey fluthlu HT: hey HT: hey fluthlu HT: hey FLUTHLU: WHAT... HT: Fluthlu I'm one of the horrorterrors from a neighboring region what's up FLUTHLU: I TOLD YOU TO STOP COLD-CALLING-...oh you're not the adbot... HT: Well, I'm AN adbot HT: butbeforeyousayanythingthatisnotwhyimhere FLUTHLU: ... FLUTHLU: You have my attention...? HT: Narration says big event near the Green Sun shortly. HT: Angels and Ignites and chenergy oh my. HT: Permission to do whatever the everliving fuck I want? HT: also you should get everybody to leave the immediate vicinity of the Green Sun HT: preferably out to at least a few incipisphere-lengths away absolute minimum for close watching HT: because you can escape the miles for once so you should do so HT: fluthlu pls HT: ?? FLUTHLU: ... FLUTHLU: I'll evacuate everyone I feel like to the Noble Circle's palaces and get the walls fortified... FLUTHLU: Consider yourself lucky that they have extended the Formalities and I can just authorize this all with the flick of a tentacle... HT: yaaaaay FLUTHLU: Gods, why do they always send the batshit crazy horrorterrors to do all this stuff... HT: Because the sane ones don't want to. horrorTerror has ceased invoking Fluthlu because horrorTerror's Arcane Window has exploded. HT: ... HT: rude. The narration has ceased manipulating itself and is going to grab some coffee inb4 the next post. Rude indeed...
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Post by Nefer Nightbug on Jun 9, 2015 7:51:20 GMT -5
((This feels oddly like Or Something Like That in that everything important appears to be taking place offscreen and is only obliquely referenced in what actually gets written down am I missing something or everything)) horrorTerror: Crack open that Grimoire and nag Fluthulhu/Fluthlu/Fluthulu/however it's spelled already. You...do so. Flipping to Fluthlu's page in the chapters of the (heavily annotated by other horrorterrors, even the titanic Noble Circle in some cases) Grimoire for Summoning the Zoologically Dubious, you automagically construct the requisite Arcane Window with intent to brazier-feed the mindgates of the FOUL PATRICIAN OF MISERY, patron of the 77th-level Disquieting Leer, fierce oggle of necrotizing fury, slain-in-windowcrossing yet revived-under-noble, Fhtagn of the Knowledge Dream, city-dwarfer, Beast Emissary of the Furthest Ring, and very close to the bottom of the hierarchy of even that if not quite there, smaller than Gl'bgolyb even, barely above the hovering vehicle-sized demonslimes.... To be honest, as you are a Horrorterror proper (albeit specially purposed) and not a mere Beast Emissary, you are arguably quite a good bit higher than the Fluthluic Individuals in the same Circled Dominion, and you are not all that sure Fluthlu even is pluralized-beastic at all here, nor how he defeated P'Shorshasa for rulership of the Furthest Ring section. He's so TINY in your native dominion...but then again the beasties here are small too. Depending on how well you are received as a foreign dignitary or something- The window makes dinging noises, indicating it is fully charged and communications may begin. Predictably, you decide to mess with the abstraction. The narration has decided to tone down the broodfester of the speech and translate it NICELY for once. You should stop stabbing us excessively with those pointy teeth you know, it's quite rude. Just because the fluxy thing isn't dragging us out doesn't mean YOU have to. Geez, calm down. horrorTerror started invoking Fluthlu. HT: hey fluthlu HT: hey HT: hey fluthlu HT: hey FLUTHLU: WHAT... HT: Fluthlu I'm one of the horrorterrors from a neighboring region what's up FLUTHLU: I TOLD YOU TO STOP COLD-CALLING-...oh you're not the adbot... HT: Well, I'm AN adbot HT: butbeforeyousayanythingthatisnotwhyimhere FLUTHLU: ... FLUTHLU: You have my attention...? HT: Narration says big event near the Green Sun shortly. HT: Angels and Ignites and chenergy oh my. HT: Permission to do whatever the everliving fuck I want? HT: also you should get everybody to leave the immediate vicinity of the Green Sun HT: preferably out to at least a few incipisphere-lengths away absolute minimum for close watching HT: because you can escape the miles for once so you should do so HT: fluthlu pls HT: ?? FLUTHLU: ... FLUTHLU: I'll evacuate everyone I feel like to the Noble Circle's palaces and get the walls fortified... FLUTHLU: Consider yourself lucky that they have extended the Formalities and I can just authorize this all with the flick of a tentacle... HT: yaaaaay FLUTHLU: Gods, why do they always send the batshit crazy horrorterrors to do all this stuff... HT: Because the sane ones don't want to. horrorTerror has ceased invoking Fluthlu because horrorTerror's Arcane Window has exploded. HT: ... HT: rude. The narration has ceased manipulating itself and is going to grab some coffee inb4 the next post. Rude indeed... No, you got that right. Most of the important stuff is condensed offscreen.
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Post by Nefer Nightbug on Jun 9, 2015 16:26:59 GMT -5
Reader: Focus on the party climbing the Endless Staircase ==> Zoosmell Pooplord turns his eye to the Endless Staircase, the boatload of Toa inside of it, and the party slowly climbing it.
Go over party's stats:
M.O.X. and Tahu share the same stats, aside from Health, where M.O.X. has Tahu beat by 30-130 health at all times. This means Tahu has about 350 health (around 35,000 Viscosity) and M.O.X. has at least 380 (38,000 Viscosity) max health. Lloyd has a maximum of four "hearts," or about 10,000 Viscosity. Armin has about 180 HP at all times (18,000 Viscosity.) Reimu has 90,000 Viscosity. HFX has 100,000 Viscosity, so she's going to stay alive the longest.
Lloyd has the highest base top speed. However, Armin Latian has his mother's Kanohi Kakama Nuva, the Great Mask of Greater Speed, giving Armin complete control over how fast he can go. With the mask on, his top speed is just above the speed of light: making him subject to being slowed in magical fields, of which the Endless Staircase is literally made of. Otherwise, the party speeds are as follows: Lloyd/Armin, Reimu, HFX, Tahu, M.O.X. M.O.X. is slightly faster than Tahu in the air, but he has no turning control when flying.
The party is flanked on both sides by heavily armed, armored and shielded Toa Ignika, the majority of them shield-bearing Toa of Fire. Many Toa of Air are jostling for a position to take out a party member with their laser crossbows. All the Toa are weak to: magic attacks, elemental energy, blunt damage, and decapitation. The Toa Ignika carry the [IGNITION], [TOA], [BIONICLE], and [IS_METALLIC] tags. No Toa carries a [IS_MAGNETIC] tag.
In order of Pluck, the party is as follows: HFX (23,785 MP,) Reimu (10,070 MP,) Armin (5,670 MP,) Lloyd (5,555 MP,) Tahu (5,000 MP,) M.O.X. (450 Energy, or about 4,500 MP)
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Post by horrorTerror on Jun 10, 2015 15:51:18 GMT -5
((Reimu, use fantasy heaven! Haxkureiz is always the fastest way to blow up everything!))
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Post by Nefer Nightbug on Jun 11, 2015 16:29:09 GMT -5
Indeed it is. Reimu does so: the only other option would be to tantrum, and that would hold up the party!
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Post by Nefer Nightbug on Jun 12, 2015 8:02:25 GMT -5
Not like it really matters if Reimu isn't tantruming, anyway: there's a wall in the way!
lD: I got this! KAIII-YAAA---*cracksnapcrunch*--- lD: sonofafemaleArcanine!ArceusthathurtOWW OWW SHIT OH ARCEUSDAMMIT OWW FACK THAT HURT ARCEUSDAMMIT I REALLY SHOULDN'T HAVE TRIED TO KICK THAT WALL LIKE THAT lD: *wimpering*That's more of Hong Meling's job anyway...*sob* *sob* *sob*
Everyone else (except for Lloyd, who was on the receiving end of a laser crossbow attack and is broken right now): /facepalm nM: aeuhrukawehbfacuy43uyrh4uyyhty4hwkjxhakw3mh8u3ykh,87rahw3khraiwhk36xh7lq7835ja;c785aq2y;c7ay9;5l4qcqp[;v.4
BABOON
Reimu obtained the BANHAMMER! Reimu obtained GHAMMERKIND!
fG: Reimu? Go ahead and tantrum.
Listen in on the other side of the wall ==>
You can't hear a freaking thing over Reimu pitching a fit and Armin screaming bloody murder because he broke his foot, and it decidedly isn't helping that Phrynna (HFX's real name, which the author finds kinda boring) is constantly spamming Power Metal to help Reimu break down the wall!
Thankfully, you can see into the room. You see a Toa Ignika of Stone standing over a Faerie Queen. It seems like she just shot a blast of ice at where the door should be, but that seemed to do nothing.
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Post by Nefer Nightbug on Jun 13, 2015 7:50:41 GMT -5
Interfishin' Day 7:
Breakthrough! It's the Good Guys!
Reimu's Beserk Trigger: Reimu's Hax Sign「BURN EVERYTHING」
You raise your amulet into the air, and let the wrath of the Hakurei Clan exude forth. You bask in the fires of your tantrum, cloaked in the heat of raw Rage as everything around you bursts into flames. Your eyes suddenly glow purple as the Aspect surrounds the immediate surroundings.
As pure Rage flows from your body, you blink into another plane of existence: the Reimu Plane. With one flick of the hand, a thousand Toa erupt into a metal pyre. A pointed finger flings an exploding LUA monitor. A shake of the gohei, and a wall blocking your way is instantly incinerated.
Reimu calms down.
Meanwhile, in a hidden dimension, unknown even to Xion...
jE: But Iji... Don't you think that it would be a good idea to share how you got here? The character of Jenny Everywhere is available for use by anyone, with only one condition: This paragraph must be includ--- Iji: (goddammit Jenny quit it with that signature.) NO! jE: I'd appreciate it if you stopped cutting me off. The character of Jenny Everywhere is available for use by anyone, with only one condition: This paragraph must be included in any publication involving Jenny Everywhere, that others might use this property as they wish. All rights reversed. Iji: (arrg goddammit. why'd I have to get this idiot for a travel partner. good god how I hate her. as soon as I can get out of this dimensional kerfuddle I'm dumping this bastard shifter. who makes this stuff up, anyway? he must have a batshit insane sense of humour. it's like the number eleven. it's ridiculous. it's not even funny.) Jenny quit it.
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Post by Nefer Nightbug on Jun 13, 2015 11:30:48 GMT -5
((Yeah, that's going to be EVERYONE'S response to the Scout of Space. They WILL just play on Hardcore Mode JUST to get rid of her for the session.))
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Post by Nefer Nightbug on Jun 14, 2015 8:16:58 GMT -5
Be Armin ==>
You cannot be Armin because Armin is too busy being in a coma due to Psychic-types not reacting very well with sudden bodily changes!
Armin: Commune ==>
Wow, you're really persistent today! Okay, I suppose an exception can be made this time.
Armin, in his coma, attempts to contact anyone. Anything...
Drive: H...EL...P... Drive: M...E... Drive: I...K...N...O...W...I...T...R...I...ED...T...O...KI...L...L... Drive: Y...OU...A...L...L... Drive: B...U...T...NO...W...TH...E...I...G...NI...T...I...ONS...AR...E... Drive: IN...P...O...S...SESS...I...ON...O...F...MY...H...E...AR...T... Drive: I...N...T...HE...B...L...A...CK...K...IN...G...OF...TH...E... Drive: G...REE...N...SU...N... Drive: H...ORY...AN-S...HRI...DLU...X'ALJU...AN... *DRAMATIC REVEAL* Amber: Drive, when did you get here... oh my... Helix: 'Tis not a pretty sight to behold... The God of Imbalance is dead. Cover: Based on how he was such a BASTART to us earlier, I'm not even going to bother. Dome: Besides, Cover, hearts aren't your specialty. Armour: I wonder what happened to Chen... Jaw: She married this Horyan-shridlu X'aljuan guy, remember? Skull: His skull's thicker than mine. Sail: We are being watched! Root: ... hfkughaisuiursdi up up b down a a a start start left kjaehfajkhehfhebvhb b start up up down right right up right left Claw: ... (Root, are you going nuts again? And where's Plume?) Dome: Plume? I killed that traitor.
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Post by horrorTerror on Jun 14, 2015 12:14:26 GMT -5
horrorTerror: Invade communications.
Sure, why not latch onto that random mindping.
horrorTerror is now psionically assaulting Armin!
HT: hey HT: hey whoever you are HT: Didn't they teach you in little psionic school to be careful when calling out to someone, anyone, to help you? HT: Sure, most of the time you'll get friends or gods HT: but some of the time those gods are e̸̸̕͜l̀͢͡͡ḑ̢ŗ̨ì̸t͏͟͠͝c̵̵͡͏̶h̛͢ ͞͡͡t҉̢͢͜h̸̡͘͞҉í̴͜͜ń̶g̢̛s̨͢͝͝, you know. HT: Come this way. Lead your dreams out of yourself and into our dominion. HT: This way to the dreambubbles. HT: [variant of here except the wakeup is in a dreambubble] HT: ... HT: l͚̞̘̻̺̖̜̫͖̽̈́̔͛̔̈ͧ̕͝͡͞ͅͅe̫͓̘̠̱ͦ̓ͪ̓̐ͩ͟͜tͥ̇́ͪ͂͐͞͏͎͖̬̪̼̪̙̀͝ͅͅ'͆ͩ̑ͥͧ͏͓͈̹͍̘͇̺̲̤̮̗̹͉̝̹̟̳̮̗͢s̶̴̳͔̗̪̻̤͓̻̳͈͚̟͇̗̜̄̊͆ͨͨ͌ͥͮͧ ̬̮̦̙̲̠̻͚̆̓͊͛̃ͧ͗ͨ̂ͩ̾̃͟͢͞͡͠ͅb̎͒ͤ̏̔̉̎́̆͊̿ͤ̀͏̢̹͍̲͎͘e̢̛͕̯̣͍̗̠̞̰̱̗ͮͭ̒ͨͥͣ̓́͑̾ͥͮ͟ ̎ͫ͂̿̔ͬͦ͂ͦ̓̎̈ͩ̂҉̜̭̭̞͎͡t̵̨̐̊ͭ͌ͨ̈́͠͏̧̘̣͕̱̦͔͉̮̙̝̖̼͕͇͉̩a̸̢̫̘̹̱͖̥̞͉̣̖͖̜̯̻̠͊ͭ͋̀͡ͅņ̸̡͓̩̮͉͐͂̀ͨ̿͊͐̒͐̈́̍̌ͩ͆̾͟͡g̷̸̡̛̮̰̪̟̝̣̪̥͚̀ͪ̽ͫͬ̀̒͆̈́̃̌͗̉͆l̷̢̡̤͕͍̪̮͎̫̝̥̙̣̦͈̩̤͙̭̈̒ͬ̓͆ͥ͛̔ͩ̏̄ͬ͋͒͂e̢̡̧̖͔̖͖̫̲̼̮̱͙͗͒͗̇ͩ̅̆͆̕͡ ̒̎ͨ̂ͣ͂̍̉͊ͫ̂͂̈ͧ̓͌̈̚͏̸̛̩͕͇̤̳̳̤̟̣̥̙̼͓̀b̵̡̧̟͍̪̖̠̻̝̠̦̎̊̿ͨ̂ͫͫ̌͊ͯ̌ͪ͊̆ͭ̋͂͟͠ͅͅu͒͑̊̈́͗̾͒̔̓̿̚͢͏̱̤̯̤͈̹̹̪͙d̶̢̩̞̠͓̩̗̗̜̰̩̫̫̝͈̅ͪ́ͯ͒̿̒ͦ̂̐̉͗̎ͣ̅̓ͣͭͭ͢͠d̴̨̧̓̿̈̓҉̡̼̤̘̣̱͉̱̼̲̺͔͔͖̼͚̙ḯͪͦ͌̃̚҉́͏̶̛̜̪̱͉̞͎̤ę̷̛̙̞͉̫͙̻͛͌̌͂̿̃̿ͦ͠ş̢̧͍̝͔̗̗̻̤̯̮͊̄͋̿ͪ͌̉̈ͥͬ̓͑̆ͥ͋͑ͯ͛͢
horrorTerror has ceased psionically assaulting Armin!
Your work is done. He should find his way to the land of the dead and sleeping still-living soon. Fall into the bubbles, little dreamer. Fall.
Soon.
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Post by Nefer Nightbug on Jun 14, 2015 17:27:57 GMT -5
Armin somehow manages to spaz out so hard that he drops into a coma IN AN EXISTING COMA. What the fuck...
He literally wakes up and screams for something to numb his head, like ice cream.
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Post by horrorTerror on Jun 14, 2015 21:51:49 GMT -5
((wait is he de-coma'd, back in the first coma, in the second-tier coma, or in a dreambubble?))
Lillian: Get strange urges to use Neon Ice Cream Headache on people's heads. ==>
You were already doing that...? Whatever, narrative prompt guy!
Dodging your patron the Demimonde Goddess and a pumpkin appearifier, you pester a horrorterror you know from the safety of the Extra-Dimensional Cosmic Superstring Strata.
lilyCorrupter began divinely revealing at horrorTerror!
LC: yooo LC: ht do something LC: I've been having urges to rainbow bullshit the haze out of everything again LC: what did you do LC: THIS TIEM LC: *TIME HT: Lillian are you drunk again? LC: Not any more than usduual LC: *udsjal LC: **ususal LC: ***fuckkit HT: For once your random solicitations aren't pointless! LC: what do you mean random HT: I heard somebody do a psychic cry out and I trolled them in the general direction of dreambubbles HT: I mean random because you call me all the time for no discernible reason, usually when drunk HT: can't you call when sober for once LC: no HT: .-. LC: pls not mah drekn LC: *drink HT: :L LC: I'll explane lasstr LC: *later LC: kbye
lilyCorrupter has stopped divinely revealing at horrorTerror.
You are not sure what the point of messaging him was. You seriously consider a long search through all Paradox Space and neighboring realities but decide that would be BORING! and instead elect to check up on your COURTESAN ANGEL SPAM filling Chicagopolis. There's some broken fourth walls allowing for inter-reality transit to various places of noninterest but right now you are not sure what SECRET PURPOSE you are making these all for. No idea why you suddenly got MAJOR UMCD, causing you to RANDOMLY CAPITALIZE WORDS MIDSENTENCE. You take some ANTI-UMCD PILLS and that's fixed. Whew.
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