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  1. xinoehp512
    "Yes, I think so. Apparently they know each other?"
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    "Hey!" exclaimed the Knight. "Advanced Reality."
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    After a minute of searching through various pockets, the Wanderer procured one.
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    The Wanderer jumped slightly. "Uh... yes. She's kind of busy though."
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    Don't tell me what I can and can't do. "I am a professor here at the university. He is a murderer and a traitor. I don't know why he's here." Nameless encountered the Wanderer listening in at the door.
  6. xinoehp512
    The Darkbeast headed off to where the party location would be staged.
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    The Darkbeast followed Nameless, chewing up reality as it did so.
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    The Darkbeast spat it out. It tasted nasty. Instead, it started snacking on the reality at Nameless's feet. "Perhaps you have been brought here by Fate," Professor Jones proposed. "Many of our students are."
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    "Yes. We will prepare for another dyrling to arrive." Psyder hesitated. "Up to a point. If none arrive... we will have to be a little more proactive."
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    The Darkbeast made a dismissive grinding sound. The taste of reality was far superior to any physical material.
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    "Where were you before? What brought you here?" An invitation found its way into the talons of the Darkbeast.
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    "The University of Universes," Professor Jones replied. "Have you come here by choice or by chance?"
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    Grace jerked her head up, eyes narrowing. "Who goes there?"
  14. xinoehp512
    "New orders from the Fallen King. Do not worry too much about it. It does not significantly change what you- or I- have been tasked to do. The only change is what we will be doing with the remains of the dyrlings we dispatch."
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    X told Nameless he sh0^1) #$#@& )0^^WIELD THE SWORD.^ r#p#@t The survey rebooted. The Knight knocked on the classroom door and entered. "Hello? Grace?" Professor Jones tightened her grip on her pencil. "It's been a long time, hasn't it?" said the Knight. "Good to... uh... see you." The room fell silent. "There's been a development," the Knight continued, recovering some of his composure. "We've found a source of ordered-light energy. A cluster of elementals. You had a theory about that once, didn't you? Anyways, they can use it to make a binding that should work on the Witherlord, once the kinks are worked out." He paused, but Professor Jones did not respond. "Uh... I'm sure I don't have to tell you what that means. We just need a weapon that can kill him now. And we have one, sort of, but the, uh, the owner is not really cooperating. Nameless? I think you know him?" Still no response. "What I'm saying is, it would be helpful if you could, say, put in a word to convince him." He waited for Professor Jones to respond, but none such was forthcoming. "Grace-?" he began, but was interrupted by a loud crack. Professor Jones flicked the pieces of broken pencil into the trash can. "Don't call me that," she replied. "We are not friends. Not anymore."
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    As the Knight read, his eyebrows lifted. Grace had helped Nameless fight? Against the Witherlord? Perhaps she's had a change of heart, he mused. In any case, it would seem that Nameless trusted her- he'd gone to her when he needed help. If he could get her on board, perhaps she could convince Nameless to hand over the converter. He scrolled up to the top of Grace's character sheet, where her current location was recorded. The University of Universes. Curious, he tapped the link and teleported away.
  17. xinoehp512
    "He is the Dark Lord!" Cupra called. "Destroy him, now!"
  18. xinoehp512
    I'll play.
  19. xinoehp512
    The Knight paced through a hallway of white stone. His footsteps made no sound, like always. The hallway was empty, as always. The other consultants knew well enough to leave him alone while he was thinking. He needed peace and quiet in order to get anything done, after all. Nameless wasn't cooperating. That was a problem. The consultants had never been closer to defeating the Witherlord as they were now, in this moment. All they needed now was a sword of sufficient destructive power to unmake him for good, and here Nameless had gone and made one right on their doorstep. Of course, the Witherlord was only the beginning; there were a number of other people that the Knight longed to enact vengeance upon. The converter could be just the edge he needed to carry it out. But none of that would be possible if Nameless continued to refuse to surrender the device. There had to be a way to convince him, surely. The Knight paused, pulling up Nameless's profile from the database and flicking through it, looking for any hint as to how the stubborn Narrator could be persuaded. He reached a reference to Professor Jones - and paused. He knows Grace? he thought. Intrigued, he clicked on her picture to learn more about how exactly they had interacted.
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    Psyder was staring off into the distance. For several moments he did not respond. "My apologies, princess," he said, his eyes snapping back into focus. "There have been some... developments."
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    "We only have one shot at this. We can't afford to mess it up." "Well then, snowflakes, do it unsafely. We'll put you back together afterwards if we have to." With that, the Knight departed.
  22. xinoehp512

    Somebody slap me and remind me of all the stuff I need to do.

    Or, alternatively, assuming: 1) I have 50 followers; 2) I have ~15 uncompleted tasks; 3) about 1/5 of my followers actively follow, you could all contribute 1/10 of a slap and 1.5 outstanding items and it would add up to about the same thing.

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    2. revelryintheart

      revelryintheart

      gentle headpat instead of slap

    3. Szeth's Facepalm

      Szeth's Facepalm

      *shrugs*

      If one asketh to be slappeth, they shall receivith. Or whatever they say.

      *slaps* XINO GO DO UR STUFF

    4. Robin Sedai

      Robin Sedai

      If you want.

      Stop procrastinating. *slap*

  23. xinoehp512
    "Practice, then."
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    The Knight sighed in irritation. "You," he said, pointing to the Ordyhq. "Slow time."
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    Yeah, that's why it isn't very efficient when it comes to producing luxite. Not these types. The Knight had his sword at the throat of the Spectra before they had even finished the first word. "You're dead," he remarked, once the binding had faded.
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