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Dwig looked at the screen, frowning at Mac. "No need to steal all of the coupons, I'd never give you free weapons anyway." He tapped the keyboard a few times and smiled. No one took his ads away. Back on the ground, all of the flyers changed, adding another line; Mac is not allowed to have any weapons, no matter how many of these he brings. Then the papers folded into airplanes and flew back into the sky.
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Fate's Purpose rumbled, lifting into the air. It's guns re-oriented themselves to aim into the crowd, then fired. The guns' payload was, in fact, hundreds of flyers. The flyers fluttered down to the ground, advertising a sale at the Metallurgy and Investiture in the Alleycity.
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The ship turned on its floodlights, bathing the mansion in a sterile white light.
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Dwig was done waiting, he snapped his fingers, activating a ter'angreal hidden on his other wrist. His ride appeared in the sky above the mansion, it was a massive ship, looking a bit like a WW2 battleship, albeit a battleship with massive slag cannons mounted on the bottom. Held in place by six massive hybrid vertical lift engines, Fate's Purpose rumbled deafeningly as it hovered over the battle, awaiting a command. Dwig smiled, now this was awesome. He Pushed up on the nail, rising about ten more feet before stopping again. He proceeded to whisper to his watch, "Reorient ventral cannon twenty-two to directly below my current location, then fire, normal payload." One of the bottom-mounted cannons began to move, shifting so it pointed just below Dwig. Then it fired. The massive lump of molten metal sailed through the air, cooling as it flew. Dwig waited until it was directly below him then Pushed. He sailed upwards, to the deck of Fate's Purpose. He landed softly on the catwalk around the main tactical center and walked in.
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Dwig, still hovering in the sky, looked with distaste at the scene below. Rolling back his sleeve, he tapped his watch a few times. The screen flashed green with the confirmation. Dwig nodded, now he had to wait. Too bad he couldn't tap his foot while hovering.
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Rick shrugged. "Ok," Then he noticed the wall of fire. Rick Pushed himself up just a little, then a little more, into an arc over the flames. Smashing back into the ground, his snakes flooded around the fire and gathered about him once more. Water, he needed water. But where would he find water in a library? Rick pulled out a dowsing rod. Wait, where had he gotten that? He then noticed that the rod was in fact, three snakes that looked like a dowsing rod. Rick held the dowsing rod for about five seconds before it flew off. Rick followed, his snakes slithering after.
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Rick looked about. He had heard of the liebrarians plan, and he applauded their attempt to release the guardian. But, it was imperative that the guardian not escape. He would need to find a team. Yes, he would need some powerful folk to help him.
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Dwig strolled right into the duel, wandering across the field of battle. He was humming his one of theme songs: Could have been me by The Struts. He finally noticed the duel happening and shrugged, not knowing who to join. He tossed a few nails on the ground and Pushed himself up to about fifteen feet. "Whichever of you impresses me more in the next minute gets my support" Dwig nodded and shouted to the band "I've got a request, next song, play The Rubberband Man" One of the musicians yelled back "That one in Infinity War" "Yup, and not the radio edit either. I want the full song" Dwig bellowed back.
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"Ya sure, that's cool." Dwig nodded, then walked into the back.
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Rick cocked his head. What was that beaver doing? He shrugged and turned to the Stickquistor. "Well? I'm waiting." Rick slowly began to rise off the ground, snakes gathering even closer below him. He grinned, a nasty grin, for it stemmed from a love of war. He held out his hands and two massive Lifeless snakes appeared as if summoned from beyond.
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Many Lifeless snakes began to slither forth, piling themselves up until they were six feet tall. The pile began to glow, and Rick stepped out "Well, I never could bear missing a fight. Plus, you stick dudes creep me out" he raised his arms and snakes began to coil around him, biting him in specific places. The snakes' fangs were, in fact, hemelurgic spikes, so their biting Rick gave him all sorts of powers. One snake slithered to Rick's hand and spat out a metal vial. Rick proceeded to drown the vial. He smiled. The day was getting even better.
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Rick disappeared into a pile of Lifeless snakes.
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Rick wandered over to the food, that monster was boring. He began to pour an exact decalitre of every drink on the drinks table into his flask. He then turned to his quarterstaff "well, this is boring. Every time I try to get free food, something has to happen." Rick nodded to himself, then yelled "!sdraY cibuC" and tossed the staff up. The staff fell back down. "Dangg, I forgot. Here we go. !sdraY cibuC .ot uoy llet I esoht dna em dnefeD !sdraY cibuC" then tossed the staff up again, it then exploded into about a thousand tiny Lifeless snakes, which formed a protective barrier around Rick.
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Rick was content, there was free food to be had. He strode up to the grand doors of the ballroom and whispered to the announcer. "Rick, just Rick." the announcer boomed. Rick smiled, it was time to make an appearance. He slammed his staff into the ground and spoke. "And so they stood, The Other rose up to stop them, and they stood. The Endless worlds crumbled and the armies of the boundless dark rose, but they stood. They stood, banishing fear, banishing death, watching, waiting for the one who leads. They waited, not knowing that their wait was fruitless, not knowing that the One was entrapped. Still, the One stood imprisoned beneath a dome of light. He could not escape, he could not escape and so the Other ended all that was, and all that will be."
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Dwig looked up, "loc, how did you get here. Well, whatever. That metal is four crysts." He then turned to Tena "Entonces, querías comprar algo. Pude entender que querías un escudo antidisturbios, correcto. Puedo conseguirle uno, quiero un modelo básico de acero o uno con refuerzos industriales. ¿Quizás uno de aluminio?" He nodded to himself and inserted the small bomb into it's cilinder.
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Rick looked about. He had heard of the liebrarians plan, and he applauded their attempt to release the guardian. But, Rick wanted to release Voidus, so then Voidus would give him some apple cider and a donut, it was fall, after all. After some deliberation, Rick decided that outright opposition was a better idea than infiltrating the little group that whatisname was setting up. He smiled. Today was a good day.
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Dwig looked up from what he was doing, which was making a small bomb to set off a bigger bomb and wordlessly pointed to the metal dispenser. The dispenser looked like a soda machine, but with various types of metals instead of sodas. Dwig looked down and continued working.
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Dwig looked about, the Alley city was the perfect place for a new M&I location. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small cylinder, marked: M/I LC AMCD. Dwig grinned, unscrewing the top of the cylinder and smacking it against his hand. Something fell out, Dwig smiled. He held the small, pure black cube in his hand for a second, before tossing it at a dilapidated building. When the cube hit the building, it transformed the once-apartment into a perfect Metallurgy and Investiture shop. Dwig grinned. The device had worked this time. He walked inside, seeing all the usual stuff that M&I sold. Dwig vaulted over the counter and plopped into his swivel chair. After sitting for a while, he rolled over to his file cabinets and pulled out a folder. He stood up and walked to the door. Walking outside, he began nailing the notice in the folder to the door. Then he walked back inside. Looking about, he saw that the store was slightly different from the original. It still appeared like a supermarket with metal vials, fabrials, and weapons on the shelves. He wandered to the back of the shop and sat back down. METALLURGY AND INVESTITURE NOW HIRING, Positions needed: Below was a five-page list.
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Rick shrugged and continued dancing. After the song was over, he looked to the owner. "Just wondering, do you sell any drinks besides eggnog?" Rick then noticed the waffle DeLorean "Hey hey, pretty cool. I respect anyone who had was a DeLorean." Rick nodded to himself "So, if it pleases the Light, would someone bring me a bloody drink"
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Rick blinked, looking offed, yanked himself up. "No need for that." He looked around. Seeing no bottles, he grabbed a chair and slammed Ambrosia with it. "By the way, I don't like eggnog." Grinning, he spied a jukebox. Pulling out some crysts, he hurried over to it. Rick looked through the song selection, selecting "The Rubberband Man" by The Spinners. Grooving his way back to Ambrosia, Rick sang along. "Hey Y'all, prepare yourself for the rubberband man"
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Rick, looking surprised, stared at Ambrosia. "Wot, do you think you're doing. I wasn't done here" He poked her with his quarterstaff. "If ya wouldn't mind waiting your turn" Rick continued to scowl.
