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Aeoryi

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  1. Ribbon joined her at the edge of the cliff. "Can't stay away from you, I guess."
  2. If you insist... Ribbon Tagged herself next to fog.
  3. I so badly wanted Ribbon to just trap her in a bubble, Prof-style, but decided against it. I'm also unsure of whether to make Ribbon a narrator or not.
  4. Ah, okay. I assumed she was like a bundle of bees.
  5. Can you describe her in one sentence? And give me a general description of her appearance (was struggling to visualize Fog during the fight)
  6. "I will remember you." Ribbon called out, before Tagging off to her main body.
  7. "Yes, actually. I would quite. My author hates doing more work and would just like answers upfront."
  8. "I copied Nameless." She shrugged, and then formed a small amount of water into her hand and surrounded it. "No running. Who are you actually?"
  9. Ribbon surrounded herself with water droplets, forming a sphere around herself. Pure water, untouched by the villains of the thread surrounded her, and then finally, she could breathe. She erupted into a torrent of water, sweeping down onto Fog. The water was imbued with the same kind of magic that prevented tampering with, only on a more severe level. Her water yearned to reach for Fog, to isolate, and to contain.
  10. "No." Ribbon said. "Rather, I think that if we made everyone, by technicality, an Inkling, Narration would be useless." "No. I never will." She grinned. "But maybe someone else will. Someone with a weapon so strong is can sever anyone's connection to the thread immediately, rendering it the only weapon capable of damage on that level."
  11. In pursuit, Ribbon was unstoppable. She let Fog swarm around her, with a cruel look in her eyes. "I will always follow." "Well... he could be." Ribbon looked somewhat distracted for no reason. "And I have the knowledge of my author." LOCK THE LONGEST THREAD! Use the Plotblade of Mod Intervention!
  12. Ribbon Tagged to Fog, following wherever Fog went.
  13. ;3 Ribbon pulsed and the entire battlefield changed. Black stars in a white sky glittered and then vanished, replaced with a cold hard tundra with an arctic gale. Her eyes lit up with an insatiable fury. She Tagged herself out of Fog's grip, slipping through the space and then repositioned herself about ten lengths away from Fog, in a battle stance.
  14. "Either way, I'm not a Narrator, so that doesn't matter. If I was a narrator, I could just eliminate you from the thread via lightning strike or something."
  15. "Did something resonate with you?" Ribbon asked.
  16. "I can't. There's no way. Rirrom is still alive. He is still a narrator. He created me to kill him, because he hates narrators. He would never make me one."
  17. "I was created by a narrator, so I can't possibly be one!" She snapped.
  18. She shrugged. "I can create terrain when I fight. I shape the world when I fight."
  19. She performed an elaborate hand gesture and a ribbon-like thread appeared in her hand.
  20. Ribbon brought back the petal from fading and handed it to Fog. It was completely unremarkable.
  21. "I don't have a sword at all. I used a rose petal on you."
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