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Crow growled. "You've made some changes. After I abandoned you filth? Maybe there's a chance you'll actually be worth the name they call you. Chaos Marines." Her eyes glowed a bloody red color, and swirled, purple sparks in a red fog. The sparks seemed to be part of the eye, just 2D- but it wasn't clear whether or not they really were. She let loose a guttural howl, and her muscles seemed to bulge, her nails growing, resembling hooks. The skin on her body paled, cracked in jagged lines. Small black spikes grew up on her arms, her face. The eyes deepened in color, becoming an oily black with purple and red sparks. "I serve darkness. I serve chaos. I serve hell." Her voice had changed, anything human, feminine, ripped out of it, replaced by a distorted sound, like wind howling through caves, moving gravel, rocks, echoing off the walls. Suddenly, her hands changed. Her left turned darker, and light seemed to flow into the palm, disappearing within. The other hand pulsed with a white light- not a good light. A sickly light, something that was somehow reminiscent of phlegm, puke, the ooze from a popped blister. She leaned down, on all fours. The dark hand drained color from the floor, making it weak, pockmarked with holes. The other hand pushed a sickly energy into the stone, making slime like fungus grow from it, turning the stone a sickly yellow, white, and green. She howled again, and this time, it was in the altered voice, a howl of shrieking winds, of trees rattling in the night. The sound that gave children a fear of the dark. And this time, she pounced, lunging for the twisted marine, right hand and eyes beacons of light, and her left sucking it in. @Ookla the Heretic

Crow turned slowly on her foot, looking past the Wered's. "I serve a god of chaos. I destabilize lives, families, relationships." She smirked slightly. "Necks." She growled deeply, and her fingernails, which more resembled claws, glinted. She reached down, grabbing the chain, and ripped it off, shoving her shardblade into the ring, deep into the ground. "Now, it's time you meet my Lord of Chaos and Carnage- in the afterlife." She stood, and ripped off her hoodie, revealing armor. Not get usual armor, but armor nonetheless. She ripped off her pants next. "Now... Let us fight." Her massive bare feet shifted on the floor, a small wave of dust flying up. @Ookla the Emperor (sorry can't delete it for some reason) @Ookla the Heretic @Ookla the Aleatory @Ookla the Wine Shelf

So hyped for the leatherbound!

Crow eyes grew wild, an unhinged look to them. "Well, it's time." She grabbed the first of them, Viness, by the back of her head, and clamped the burning brand to her forehead. The smell of burning flesh filled the air, and she grinned, her eyes glowing faintly. {For reasons related to not wanting to make y'all throw up, the thread is going to jump forward a bit in time in this setting} Crow stepped back, looking at the Wered's. The little ones, Branch and Fog, were both unbranded. The others were in chains, panting, leaning against the wall. The skin on their foreheads was an angry red color, and in places it was charred black, or oozing. Crow Blackice cracked her knuckles, and set to work, removing them, one by one, from the wall, and chaining them together with aluminum chains with steel cores. Then, when she was done, she chained the one she had put in front, Laurel, the six year old pewter ferring, behind her, wrists chained to her ankle. She stepped up to the cage, pulling out Branch and Fog. They would be taken care of later, at the manor. She walked out, gesturing to the Tattered One to follow, forcing the Wered's to follow. It was time to enter the cognitive realm.

I think this summarizes my opinions beautifully.

Crow growled darkly, and threw her shardblade across the room, where it impaled itself two feet in the wall, near Branch and Fog's cage of steel. She stood, and walked back to the Wered's. "It's time we began." @Ookla the Aleatory

I shall, at some point, give it a look

The figure walked away, his hand, and the tattoo adorning it, disappearing into the folds of the robe.

Am I the only one who thinks Kal was kinda hot?

who was wearing poka dot?

Zinc Compounder Elsecaller with a bunch of breaths obtained from manipulating people and selling soulcasted objects. I would achieve the seventh heightening, granting myself immortality, and be satisfied to live out my infinite days on Scadrial, or Nalthis, or Silverlight.

Crow growls, her eyes glowing dark. She stands up, muscles rippling. "You worthless bastard." The shardblade appears in her hand, and she began to spin it. "I am in the middle of something, if you can't see that." She spat on the ground, and growled darkly. "And if you want art, I will make your goddam corpse into a piece of art, you frakking piece of filth." She stepped forward, sword spinning through the air, slashing into the floor, carving it up. "Now, to teach you a lesson about interruptions." Crow stabbed her blade into the ground. "I. Don't. Like. Them." She ripped it out of the ground, and sprinted at him, slashing down through his foot- only his foot. It pierced through it, into the ground. She jumped behind him, holding the blade up to his neck. "As I said to the Wered's... any last words?" @Ookla the Heretic @Ookla the Aleatory

Crow Blackice, known on Scadrial as Raven Underdark, walked down into the room. She held the babies in her right arm, and set them in a crib-cage on the wall. She locked the top. It was aluminum and steel, aluminum on top, steel inside, and another lair of aluminum within. Her face was straight, but her eyes sparkled happily. With a normal person, this would symbolize amusement. It meant this with Crow as well, but it had an entirely different context to it. She reached into her pocket, and it emerged with something that the Wered's were probably familiar with. Three interlocking diamonds, with three symbols within. Last time the symbols were a skull on the left, a bird on the right, and a flame on the top. This time, it was a detailed chaos marine helmet on the right, a crow on the left (as opposed to the eagle of last time), and a flame made of what looked like ice on top. The Crow version of the last. As with last time, it was on a branding iron. She grinned, and strapped each of the Wered's to the massive aluminum manacles on the wall. They would not escape. She pulled out a box from her massive hoodie pocket. A box of coals. It was hot to the touch, and she set it down, pushing the branding iron into them. "Any last words, Wereds, before your new life starts?" @Ookla the Aleatory @Ookla the Heretic

A shadowy figure waited in the Alley. He wore a dark robe, black boots, and his face was shadowed. The only thing identifying him was the hand peeking out, which had a tattoo on it. A tattoo of three interlocking diamonds. A slash of white flashed in the darkness- a grin. An assassination. And a big one. It had been a while since the last one of these. He leaned against the wall, not noticing the stairs he got- not because of his outfit, which was not uncommon, but because of his tattoo. The people were uneasy around a Ghostblood. Always. So he leaned back, and waited.

Jimmy gets eradicated from existence. Because the plot is getting boring.

Then a thermonuke hit them. Them being Narrator Sophie and Narrator Astral and Narrator Aqua. And this thermonuke was impervious to narrator power.

GRANTED. BUT NOW ANYTIME ANYONE POSTS IN CAPITALIZED LETTERS, ONE OF ENE'S AFTERLIFE DOGS GETS ERADICATED I WISH FOR SOME DOGS BACK SO I CAN KILL EM

Then a thermonuke hit them. Them being Sophie and Astral and Aqua.