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  1. Unintelligible nodded, smiling. "Yep! That's the one! I still had to climb over the gate though. That was a fun adventure, wasn't it?"
  2. Unintelligible pulled out a rock. "Sequence? Do you recognize this? It's a rock. You gave it to me on my first adventure, when I saved Nameless."
  3. Unintelligible knelt next to Sequence. "Listen to me Sequence, I can cut away the pain. I just need you to let me see your mind."
  4. Unintelligible stepped through the portal, running over to Sequence. "Sequence, can you hear me? It's me, Unintelligible."
  5. Unintelligible turned, slashing another portal open and walking through.
  6. Unintelligible stumbled slightly, turning to face Everyone. "I really don't have time for this. I'm going to save Sequence." He slashed Shar through the tendril, freeing his leg.
  7. "Well, I have to be going. Sequence is still being tortured, after all." Unintelligible raised Shar in a salute, then turned and valiantly ran away.
  8. Unintelligible smiled. "Really? Given yours, I thought you'd be nicer. I suppose reputations aren't everything, after all."
  9. Unintelligible(?) and Rep dashed towards the edge of the prison. -- Unintelligible fought against a horde of withergeists, surrounded. -- They raised the sword to strike, tendrils of darkness closing in around them. -- Unintelligible gasped, opening his eyes. "Where am I?" The area around him was grey, as if covered in mist. "Oh storms, Sequence! Did I save her?" A voice spoke from behind him. "You did, and you did not. Sequence is free from the Witherlord's control, but she is not free of the Witherlord himself, and I suspect he will not take kindly to her refusal of his power." Unintelligible spun around, seeing a figure behind him. "Indeed. He will not be kind to her, I fear." Unintelligible clinched his fists. "Who are you?" The figure smiled. "That's not important. What's important is that I can give you another chance to save Sequence." Unintelligible looked up. "I'll take it." -- Unintelligible brought The Sword down, cutting through the fabric of reality.
  10. Rep watched as Unintelligible(?) swung Shar at the prison wall. The Sword bounced off, throwing sparks everywhere. "Look, it's not working. Something's wrong with that sword. Let me try." Unintelligible grumbled under his breath, but handed the sword to Rep. As soon as the hilt touched his hands, the entire blade lit up, shining with blinding intensity. Rep stumbled back, Blade falling to the ground. He struggled to pick it up, but The Sword was too heavy for him to lift. "Unintelligible? Help me pick this thing up. Unintelligible?" The revived Ookla was mumbling to himself, holding his head in his hands. -- Unintelligible ran towards the ruins of a once-great city, cloak billowing out behind him. Nameless' voice rang in his head. "Unintelligible, stop this. You won't be able to get through to her. She's completely corrupted." Unintelligible stopped, turning to face the Narrator's disembodied voice. "That's not possible. Sequence would never accept the transformation." Nameless appeared in front of him, form faint. "She did. I saw it happen. Your faith in her is misplaced." Unintelligible glared at Nameless. "You don't know what you're talking about. I can't just let her face this alone. I have to save her." Nameless let out an exasperated sigh. "Why do you care so much? Is it because she practically runs your fan club? You scared of losing your publicity agent?" Unintelligible turned his back on Nameless, walking towards the city. "Maybe," he said softly, "It's because she believes in me." He looked down at the three beings gathered in the ruins, taking a deep breath and preparing to run in. "Wait!" Nameless' voice came from behind him, voice small. "At least- at least take this." Unintelligible turned, shocked to see Nameless holding out Shar towards him. "Your Sword?" Nameless nodded, face grim. "You'll still die, but- well, at least you'll have a chance." -- Unintelligible shook his head. Memories were annoying. Why couldn't they all just come back at once? He walked over to Rep, lifting The Sword. Rep nodded in thanks. "All right. On the count of three, we cut our way out of here. Ready?"
  11. The end sniffled. "No one respects me anymore."
  12. But at this point it was too late to ask anyone, so he just rolled with it.
  13. But it was too late. The urn dragons had hired a wizard to seal him away for all time.
  14. The army of urn dragons was plotting a revolution against Somepeople.
  15. So the Ghanderflaffle's sent a complaint to the Overlord of all the dead.
  16. Butt Venture told the Ghanderflaffles that if they wanted to beat the Urn dragons, they needed to file a complaint with the lord of the Underworld.
  17. Someone else ran up behind the group. "What in the Stormfathers name are you doing here? And why are you destroying the ground?" He pointed at a sign. "The party doesn't start for another... however long postproduction takes to edit Nameless' battle with the Witherlord." He peered closer at the group. "Wait, none of you have invitations. Except for 655, at least." He pulled out a sword. "I'll have to ask you all to leave. Now please."
  18. "It's really hard to make that, even for Narrators." Unintelligible(?) reached out, feeling for The Sword. He tugged, summoning it to his hand.
  19. "Um, I don't think so. You'd need something sharper, perhaps."
  20. "Oh, hi. I don't suppose you have anything that can cut us out of here?" Unintelligible felt a faint memory of a sword that could cut through anything.
  21. Rep sighed as Thom's voice cut off abruptly and 655 disappeared. "Great. Looks like it's just you and me." He looked over at Unintelligible. "I don't suppose you have anything that can cut us out of here, do you?"
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