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Aeoryi

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  1. There's no other characters in the arena besides Fog and Malevolence, and Fog hasn't attacked yet. The Guardian snapped the blade to the side, swinging hard into the side of Malevolence. The Guardian happened to have poor spacial memory. Ribbon spoke to Fog softly. Can you... Do you have any parts outside?
  2. The Guardian (2) rips apart the rift, and advances towards 9/10mm. It was at this moment that 9/10 realized that he was no longer in the same place as Malevolence. He was in his own fight.
  3. A firey blast immediately silenced any protests.
  4. A second Guardian of Plot Significance splits off from the first one and points his (copy) Plotblade at 9/10, clearly beckoning for him to make the first move.
  5. I just had my nails painted by a girl who thinks I'm a femboy (who's also bi) dysphoria sucks *hugs*
  6. 9/10mm is instantly incinerated by a wandering flame.
  7. Listen to my voice, Fog. Ribbon started singing a slight tune. He grunted. Time splintered even more, clearly splitting apart. There was not much longer left. "Ribbon." She replied distractedly. "Currently... focusing..." She said in a murmur
  8. Alright. I'll try my best. Time started to splinter apart as the plot was too much to hold. "The old one."
  9. ... Fog! How... How can I help you? Ribbon said. She tried to shake the tingling feeling of the Corruption from her head. It was technically half of her core, so it made sense. Her breathing intensified. "I... Don't know what to do ..."
  10. The Guardian laughed and then the entire scene went completely dark. And then, a pale green flame flickered. "At last. The prophecy has been fulfilled." The Plotblade went thrusting through he backside of Malevolence, poised straight through his heart. @Through The Living Glass Fog... Ribbon spoke directly to her, Can you hear me?
  11. "Yeah, that." Ribbon looked uncomfortable. "Can we just save her?"
  12. ... "Fog." Ribbon said. "Also, don't say that."
  13. "Uh, sure? I don't know." Ribbon stared. "I need to save someone though."
  14. The person's essence drained out of their body, then reformed away from the fight. The Guardian quickly snapped the blade in a circle and then jabbed again. Who's this, sorry?
  15. "I am an extension of my Plotblade; it has created me. We belong not to each other, but to an individual." The guardian summoned greenish flames again in the form of a whip, streaking through the air in an arc. Then, he lunged forward with the blade in a straightforward blow, meant to kill.
  16. hehe "Possibly." She said. "I don't know how difficult it really is."
  17. "Yes. That's why." She sighed. "I'm exhausted."
  18. "... it's complicated, but I can be in a few places at the same time."
  19. "Yeah. Sorry." Ribbon apologized. "My crush is currently being threatened by an evil villain."
  20. progress recordings! Also I lost my ability to speak in a feminine way somehow and now it sucks.
  21. Desolation scoffed. "You assume I would aid you?" He laughed. "You forget I hold the only Plotblade that allows for future sight in the entire thread." Suddenly, time caught back up, like a lag spike in an awful retro videogame. Malevolence was sent flying many feet backwards, and the Guardian was eeriely close. "There are consequences to those who abuse Author availability." The Guardian spoke.
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