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    Another stickquisitor smashed through the wall. Right next to the other hole. He then knelt down next to the books, to try to kindle a fire.
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    I has been retconned. Ignore this. :/
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    Mac sat back and relaxed, using alleymatics to keep the mediators box safe. He ate popcorn, and quietly told them to bring extra eldritch horrors. This guy was strong.
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    Mac idly looked up from the destruction he was causing on the switchboard to see it appear. His eyes widened, and a glint appeared. He quickly pulled out a radio, and called the DASWMD (DA Spirit web mapping department, their job is to map out spirit webs of various creatures for archival purposes. Totally not to recreate them piece by piece. No, totally not that) "We need a team down here stat. Bring a few eldritch abominations. Nothing cosmere, this guy is dangerous. We need to bring in the big guns for him." He sat back and readied his power. Balefire could get rid of it, but then they couldn't recreate it. That was no good. But unlimited space manipulation? That was valuable. And very good for control.
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    The beaver politely released its grip on Li’s back, and hopped off at her request.
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    With the refurbished mediators box, complete with a switchboard of traps, Mac sat down on his couch and watched. Quickly however he got board. Not enough distraction happening. The Hellgun tore off the leg, but there wasn't enough blood to trigger the shades, and they were waiting patiently by the side. So he turned to the switch board. Hmmm... he thought, reading the buttons. Lava traps cages nukes DO NOT PRESS Africa by toto Mistbeavers Ooh, mist beavers are fun, wonder how ma- wait. Whats the "DO NOT PRESS" button? Hmmm. He reached over and pushed it, to satisfy his curiosity. Suddenly, a pad shot out with the side with a warning, and two buttons This trap may produce uncontrollable urges to sing. Are you sure you want to do this? Yes. No. Mac pressed the yes button. Slowly, compartments opened up in the side of the arena. Revealing massive speakers. Mac heard the static, signalling that the speakers have been turned on. Suddenly a song started to play. His eyes widened. No, what have I done. This can't be happening. Nooo! He ran over to the board, and unplugged it. He heard the first lines of the song "Almost heaven, West Virginia, Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River" He smashed the board, threw it, and did anything he could to stop the music, but to no avail. He knelt down in tears as they song reached the chorus. And with tears running down his face, amplified his voice to join those of the rest of the arena. He sung the chorus, "Country roads! Take me home! To the place! I belong," He paused as he inhaled for the next line, "WEST VIRGINIA! MOUNTAIN MAMA! TAKE ME HOME! COUNTRY ROADS!"
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    Mac sat quietly in the back, disguised and unnoticed, reveling in the feelings of loss and sorrow. He did love a good funeral. It reminded him how much of an impact he could have on others lives if he exerted himself a little. But he wouldn't give a speech, no. He didn't know Mara, so he didn't know what to say to properly destroy these peoples souls. It was funny how much of what he did came down to wanting to destroy. He built, so he could destroy it later. He helped, and lifted up, so he could destroy people later. Destroy, destroy, destroy. It was a good thing to hope for. Because destruction always came.
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    Mac turned as he left the ball, was that, someone attacking him, with his bare hands? Huh. There was no end to stupidity. He summoned a weave of balefire, and promptly earased him from existence. Mac warped himself about an hour away, to watch the meteors fall. He stood, as a shower of meteors smashed through the top of the ball, casting up a cloud of dust, the rose into the air. When the dust settled, there was nothing. @Cyanic
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    Mac watched her move around moving people out. He thought for a moment, and warped the dozens of bolder into the sky. "You have about an hour until the rocks hit the ground. I would suggest leaving before then. It should completely destroy this and the surrounding area." He turned around and left. Dismissing the air shields that kept debris from falling to the ground. @Sorana
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