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NOT SNIP I want Xino dead. Heal snip, hurt xino Xino - 8 Stick - 9 Luna - 10 Truthless - 9 Snip - 3 Itiah - 9

The leader pulled, ripping it's arms out. It kicked the grunt with superhuman, and pewter enhanced, strength. Then it began burning off the flesh quickly. John smirked. "Pretty much." Anthony shrugged dejectedly, pointedly avoiding eye contact with Ambrosia. ~-~-~-~-~-~-~ Ambrosia, also avoiding eye contact, frowned. "I mean... Silas showed up looking monstrous on my doorstep, and told me to run away. So... terrible? Soul-crushed? Miserable?" The Abominationspren paused for a second as the investiture hit, destroying a couple of heads. New heads regrew in their place, and it lumbered forward again, knocking into a building as it went. As it passed, the not decayed part collapsed, and fell through the decayed stone on the ground. ~-~-~-~-~-~ A horde of creatures, walking along in the city, turned as one, each and every one turning to face Max. Red glowing, purple glinting, oily black, faded green, the eyes shined as they turned. Spikes bristled, tails lashed, legs clattered. Looming among them were two who stood out noticeably. One was the size of a small apartment building, and was shaped like a velociraptor, with a mass of tentacles in the place of a face. A black beak was in the center of the massive, purple appendages. The rest of the body was scaled in black, with large claws and a barbed tail. The second creature was a golden spren, shaped like a man, thirty feet tall, and "dressed" as a person reminiscent of an ancient greek, with a toga and sandals. Every bit of it was the same gold, except the sword. The sword was seven meters long, and was a deep red, like a scab. While the spren glowed, the sword seemed to suck in light, the air around it darker, the shades more gray, more muted. Also noticeable among the horde was a monstrous spider-undead-dog thing, a bat-human, a ball of pure blackness, a foot in diameter, a miniature dragon, a minotaur, and a figure composed of flame. The rest was composed of giant bugs, golems, four-armed people, monstrous dogs, and more of the type. The stone mostly broke against the powerful muscles, but a few smaller ones clipped the wings. It howled in rage, flying raggedly through the sky. It's tails flashed out, grabbing rocks, throwing them back.

His body reformed, and the cremling on her eye crawled down her chest and onto the desk, and reentered his face. "Me? I already told you. Nothing. I give you autonomy, except for occasional research for a project." His face became a grinning picture of happiness. "That's it!"

The Leader rushed forward toward the other grunt, the blades on her hands extended. His eye glinted. "That is how you'll die." The bug moved, and a long, barbed tail unfolded from the back of the creature. His face dissolved, revealing a churning mass of bugs. Out from this clattering, clicking vortex of shifting bugs, came a voice. "Choose."

*Wins*

I reeeeeeeally hope not.

Anthony nodded, holding out the child.

Heal Itiah, hurt Luna Xino - 9 Stick - 10 Luna - 8 Truthless - 10 Snip - 9 Itiah - 10

I am aware of diplomacy. But that's not exactly something I take care to do. I'm still trying to work on my social skills

He grinned cruelly. The bug crawled onto the eye. "Oh, you make my brothers seem too kind." His entire body began to dissolve, and more bugs crawled in from under the door. Only his head remained, hundreds of small legs gripping the top of the chair, one eye missing from the face. The middle of the left cheek and a chunk of the right lower lip had also left, and bugs coated the walls and ceiling of the room, and at least forty flying bugs swarmed in the air. "They wouldn't simply kill you. They would enslave you, torture you, violate you." The swarm began climbing up Aln's legs, coating everything up to her knees in a writhing mass, and ten or so were scattered over her thighs, her stomach, her chest. More and more entered through the door, and the room was echoing with the clatter, the clicking of hundreds of thousands of legs, the buzzing of wings, the crackling of a hundred mandibles. Two or three flying bugs landed in Aln's hair, and one landed on her neck. "And yes, I would technically own you. But I promise... I am kind compared to the others." A dark skinned face emerged on the wall, a hand coming out of the ceiling. Each pulled back after a few seconds, but a piece of a back, scaled and spiked, emerged on the floor, near the wall. More animal and human body parts continued to emerge around the room. "I would give you full autonomy, as a person, as a library. The only thing I would ever ask is research for me." The face, almost zombie-like in its composition, frowned lightly, it's remaining eye narrowing. "But I understand if you can't work under me." The face, creeing, clattering, suddenly dissolved into a mass of bugs. John's voice echoed throughout the entire room, mouths appearing in the walls, the ceiling, the floor, and disappearing just as fast. "So I will give you three options. The first is you live under all the conditions I have stated." The bug on her eye poked it, sharp claws digging in slightly. "The second is that I turn you over to my colleagues, and you live under their terms. I doubt it will be better, but at least one is quite generous." The bugs in her hair lifted off, but the bug on her eye dug in to the point it would be painful. "The third... the third is I kill you on the spot." His entire body reformed in a matter of seconds, only his eye still missing. The rest of the bugs exited the room, swarming out the door. "Choose wisely." Ambrosia nodded, putting the twins out in her arms more obviously. "Both are fine. Asa seems happy-" As if to prove the point, Asa giggled. "-And Nectar is sleeping soundly." She leaned down and kissed Nectar's forehead. She sighed, composing herself. ~-~-~-~-~-~ Anthony breathed in sharply. He turned on his foot, grabbing Sol, and walked hesitantly down the stairs. He breathed in deeply, then spoke softly. "I'm here." Oh, this random on the spot decision of creating John was the best thing I've done in this thread. I've enjoyed their interaction so much. Thank you Well, I bet this will make everything you said in that post more extreme.

Hurt Luna, Heal Itiah Xinoehp512 - 9 Doomstick/The Last Post - 10 Lunamor - 5 Shard of Thought - 8 Truthless of Shinovar - 10 Snipexe - 10 I think I am here - 10

Why? We've already seen that what happens is "last post" wars. On top of that, with the next thread being a continuation, everything transfers over immediately. So why would we need to unlock the old ones? Sure, don't lock new ones. But unlocking old ones, far back in timeline, is stupid.

He grinned and nodded. The bug crawled up onto her forehead as his right arm dissolved into a swarm of bugs, and crawled over the desk. His face grew still as the grin faded. "I have. But let's not talk about me." The bug crawled up closer to her left eye, it's front feelers brushing against his left eye. "I forgot to mention, but there's something you need to know." The cremling brushed it's feelers together. "The merits mean I own what I use them on. I used all of them on your guild. And while I plan on giving you autonomy, I will still own you." The bug crawled another step forward. "Please tell me if these terms are not acceptable, so I can burn the place to the ground and get the mansions instead." The leader stepped back, confused. She tried to growl again, but everything was still silent. The stupid Dark Alley with their damnable "superior" research and the damnable zombie creatures. She grabbed the off balance grunt, and threw him off the side of the building. As she turned, surveying the rooftop, she saw the grunt with the spike. She stepped back, raising her hand wardingly. A giants writhing, howling mass of heads approached them. Chasmfiends, cremlings, axehounds, koloss, wolf, tiger, and everything in between. The stone decayed as it passed, metal rusting, plants withering. Behind it, a human bureau soldier and a human TUBA soldier fought, and stepped onto the decayed stone. Their fighting cut off as they fell forty feet to the undecayed stone. The creature was the size of a mansion, destroyed anything it touched, and it was heading to the Canton force. Ambrosia turned. "Tena?" The creature was impaling another soldier, when a large boulder hit it's head. It turned, roaring loudly, as more boulders flew towards it. It's mandibles clacked, crushing a rock. Then it flapped it's wings forward, and the rocks were repelled backward. It stepped forward towards the source, growling.

She also uses pewter to balance on small ledges, and I think a pole or two.

...is a terrible name

Being. Driven. Mad. Heh. Granted, but student's stop having a life outside of school a week later.

Hurt Luna, heal Snip Xinoehp512 - 9 Doomstick - 10 Lunamor - 7 Shard of Thought - 9 Truthless of Shinovar - 7 Snipexe - 10 I think I am here - 10

He smiled, and the bug crawled up onto her neck. "Two thousand, seven hundred, and twenty three Rosharan years old." The bug clicked it's front legs together, then crawled up onto her chin. "My horde was damaged badly three times during that." His hand dissolved, and a swarm of bugs covered the table. "I was nearly killed once." The bugs walked over the table, over the manacles, on the bottom of the table. "I moved to the Alleyverse forty years ago." The bugs began to regroup, reforming his hand. "I worked as a mercenary, quit, joined a gang, left, worked at a grocery store, quit, went and killed my old gang, worked as a butler for a rich man, he died of heart attack, and I ended up in the Gilded Rose." The bug on her chin crawled up onto her nose. "I am older than you could ever know."

I'm not sure whether I should vote on Rae or Gaea...

Hurt Ene, heal Itiah AonEne - 2 Xinoehp512 - 10 Doomstick - 7 Lunamor - 10 Shard of Thought - 8 Truthless of Shinovar - 8 Snipexe - 9 I think I am here - 10

The Singer looked around confused, then shrugged, and pulled out his second weapon, a flamethrower, and turned it on the nearby building.

Gaea: Fifth Rae: Drake, Striker, Ark Rae, unless better evidence comes to light.