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SpiritOfWrath

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  1. I, remembering that I’m supposed to be an Eldritch Horror, eat the puppy.
  2. Cmon, gimme your boots. Or I’ll *left out for spoilers* you.
  3. "I'd also like to eat the chicken, let's do that instead." Sun Tzu, Art of War
  4. Thanks for the lore explanation, all y’all! ”He won’t stop being attacked until he acknowledges Intellect, but this will help clear his mind.” Hang on. I have it. I’m going to try to break her connection to this world. Intellect paused, and all who had been attacked by Madness except Tull and Berin were freed from her influence. But it failed to make a difference. Intellect swore, and then reinspected his work. He froze. Oh no. His voice grew smaller. A sanitized copy… that’s why it didn’t work. I guess I need to be more careful. This is Intellect realizing that Madness is not actually invading, and that I (his author, of course) just copied him over.
  5. *snicker* Get out of my museum, geezer *snicker*
  6. Fossil. I *snicker* I bet the scientists are too busy studying you *snicker* to discover the secret to quantum computing. *snicker* *gives sticker*
  7. That poor confused alien is me, and I start to cry as the perfection interrupts my horrible lunch.
  8. Ancient. I can see the wrinkles forming, old lady.
  9. “Well if we’re set, let’s go.” Mesti stepped in the direction of the vaults.
  10. “Yes. And Intellect is working on a way to limit Madness as we speak.” my canonical method of limiting Madness to my characters.
  11. Ista sighed. “Never mind.” don’t wanna go breaking any (more) of his walls!
  12. Im prob gonna limit madness to my own characters, so I can kill them and or hurt them in the funnest ways without gming Tull looked up. “Madness… she… she broke me.” ————— Jilu stares at Tull, and felt immense pity. Too much, she hadn’t ever felt pity like this. A voice spoke to her. Hey. I’m here to help. I want you to look at him. Try to sense his pain, his sadness. And… just take it away. Who are you? I am Mirth. I am… finally ready to come back. Jilu complied, feeling strengthened by his weeping, then using that strength to take it away. Tull stopped crying, and calmed down. ———— Ista looked up. “Cool! Looks like Mirth is helping us.” She explained again to Erif, because he was obviously lost. She told him that they didn’t originate in TLT, and that Madness wanted to conquer TLT.
  13. Lol. Soorry too. I know that my characters’ powers toe the line (I shudda chosen a different power set, but i chose these cuz they’re system my namesake character came from…), so I’ve been trying to limit that (the entire reason I brought Intellect in, actually, so that Madness wudnt do dat), but I did go a bit too far… I don’t know if you specifically stated that, but it was the gist I was getting, with all the Narrator… *sniff* *sniff* (none of this wudda happened if a narrator didn’t accompany Tull to fight Wrath… *cough cough*) Ista nodded. “If we’re lucky, Mirth might join us. She was the best at holding Madness back, until Berin was turned.” ———— Tull was weeping in the corner. He was shaken by Madness.
  14. “I know Madness. She is what she sounds like. Her goal is to conquer, not just our world, but every other one as well. She has no set shape, but she will always take the form of whatever will drive her victims the most insane. For my friend, she appeared as his mother, whom he had abandoned and then consequently died.” Ista gestures to the diagram of the Archstone. “That is how she focuses her power.” The diagram was maddening, no organization, nothing but a jumble of logic near impossible to follow.
  15. Hey hey hey! Neither am I! You don’t have to do exactly what I say, but please. At least acknowledge that some part of you is betraying your greater will. This is complete retaliation to y’all telling me that your characters can immediately destroy mine at will. (and please understand. I’m not actually arguing with you. It’s hard to transmit the usual joking tone I nearly always adopt. [it’s my child, of course]) Intellect is unable to leave, but withdrew his influence. Madness is the most powerful of us. I am fighting a losing battle against her, he said. And then a flying wombat appeared and took him away. He was kinda strange. Ista rolled her eyes. “Please. Let’s get back to our quest, and just be wary of Madness.”
  16. Awwww… but it’s fun! Plus, this is action!
  17. Intellect grinned. Of which gods do you speak? It is funny of you to assume I cannot counter them.This is not mental manipulation.We are your mind. You see what we wish you to see, and you think what we wish you to think. Intellect spat, and Zanitar could feel it hit him. You may think nothing happened. But where did you get that pencil? And what are those lines in the ground? Calculations, it seems. I am not the good one. She was betrayed, and now I am the only one left to contend against Madness. He scowled, and the skies suddenly began dropping blades, ripping into Zanitar’s skin and tearing him asunder. The air turned toxic, biting into his skin. Zanitar could feel himself die. Yet it still continued. For years, it seemed. It never let up. Zanitar came to, writhing on the ground, bleeding with the pencil he had been holding impaling his skin.
  18. Fine I’ll stop. But my point still stands...
  19. Intellect glared. He twisted his influence to them, and they felt an overpowering, insane, horrible urge to study the world around them. They lost all interest in anything around them, and felt content with starving to death while doing so. He raised a hand, and dropped his defenses against Madness against them. Fools. Madness saw the defenses drop and immediately invaded their minds. She gave them separate minds, both loyal servants to her. Before anything could happen, Intellect stepped in and returned his protection. They returned to normal, but Intellect kept their thirst for knowledge. How… Dare… You…
  20. If he is the ruler of unreal space, then is Great Spirits are the rulers of the Mind. I have never come across one as adept at manipulating the minds of others as Madness. Madness can reach anything. And you say he has forged worlds? Good for him. He had a seed, though. We did not. We started as nothing, and became everything. Trust me. My name is literally Intellect. I’m not stupid. Intellect appeared before them, an imaginary visage. Let me show you the Truth. Here. He showed Madness in the fullness of her power. Madness has not decided to cross the barrier between our worlds yet. Be glad.
  21. “So help us, then. Just think it, you don’t even have to put it in words.”
  22. Oh no. It’ll work. I told you, us Great Spirits are masters of the mind. You should see the blade I gave Subversion. It’ll work. We just surgically extract any trace of it, consistently. So if he senses any reminder, the reminder is removed from his senses and or memory, and a plausible excuse is placed. We use their mind against them. Us Great Spirits know what we are doing. Has he ever forged a world? And besides, the “not supposed” to is deemed by the Archstone, which looks at our mind to see if we would want them to pay attention.
  23. “We can free them, you know. Reunite y’all.”
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