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  1. SpiritOfWrath
    Intellect sighed. Bacon. He's just a figment of your imagination. You can make him leave. Let me show you the Truth. Intellect used his Archstone to snap Bacon's mind back into shape. Berin - Wrath - screamed. His body was racked with painful memories. He saw his mother, lying on the ground, choking on her own vomit. He could have saved her, had he been there. He saw a figure in the distance. Ista. She stared at him, and he felt forgiveness in bulk. An unnatural emotion from Mirth's influence. She stepped to him, and she placed a hand on his shoulder. "It's okay. You were manipulated." Ista took the Blade that was not a Blade. She proffered it to Intellect, who waved a hand. It dissolved, destroyed.
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    Madness mused. The mortal mind is such a strange thing. Madness isn't ever real, but I claim in my grasp the strongest of minds. Children quiver in fear of the dark, find themselves unable to act, but there is nothing there. And that is what you are, aren't you? Just children when faced with my immense age. Intellect laughed. Just ignore her. And here. Have control back. Intellect banished the second identity. Wrath was travelling as far as he could. He heard an unfamiliar voice. Hey Berin. Long time no see. You broke Mirth, you know that? She was so sad when you left. Almost like your mother. Berin screamed. The suppressed memories returned. Fields of dead. I did a thing
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    Madness waved her hand, and Bacon the Tax Collector imagined he was surrounded by riches. It doesn't have to exist to distract you, does it? Besides. All it is, is a pattern. A way for me to focus my energies. The make of my world, and the manipulation of others. Intellect disappeared from Subversion's mind and appeared in Bacon's. Heard you were having problems with a pesky Madness. No worries, here you go. Intellect showed him the truth, and he cleared his mind of any of Madness' influence. While they were battling, Wrath escaped, taking his Blade that was not a Blade with him.
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    Oh it won’t be that easy. Did I not tell you this is not of the Plot? It is safe from those who can manipulate the Plot. Shaking her head, she twisted the thoughts of the man, and his vision was filled with raspberries. He suddenly lost all control, a second nature taking over. Hehe I gave you DID. It’s a Madness. But don’t worry, I have a plan to fight back Madness. ————— Intellect was in the shadows, watching. Studying. He disappeared, then held his hand up. A small stone appeared. A recreation of the Archstone, but more ordered. He used it to access the Plot, and appeared next to Subversion. Hey. Let me show you what is real. Intellect struck away Madness’ influence, and let her see clearly. He stretched his hand, and a Blade appeared in front of her. @NameIess
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    Madness, who had protected Wrath’s plot with the Archstone, grinned. Foolish Narrator. She was not one of them. She twisted using the Archstone, and Bacon’s reality changed. Pain, and Madness. Bacon was unable to form a coherent thought. Child. I may not be native to this world. But I am no fool, and you are. With Subversion, she added another person to her visions. hey who did Subversion kill again? (Hehe… no reason why)
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    oops. Lol. But no, it is not a plotblade. It was created by Madness using the Archstone.
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    Some help here? Fine. It turned back to metal. ———— Madness split her attention, and pushed her influence onto the voice that vexed Wrath, pushing an insanity upon it. She kept a good amount of attention on Subservance. The RP I made (am making)! Essences RP (placeholder. I think I’ll go with Great Spirits RP). Sign ups are still open.
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    Bold of you to assume I need air. I flopping have a hole in my chest where my lungs should be. That’s where I put the contraption is. Slight typo. I say it turned toxic, it always was. BTW (Glass) this is Madness b4 she gave up the Archstone, so she is ridiculously powerful. It won’t be like this (I swear) in the RP. At least, you won’t be connected to Madness against your will in the RP. Wrath shoved a claw forwards, and trapped the breadmunk in strong gales. “How. Dare. You.” He again isolated oxygen, this time stabilizing himself so he didn’t get launched. He struck oxygen against itself using wind, so it ignited onto them without the use of his flames, giving him even more energy.
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    I “accidentally” eat my lunch.
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    Bold of you to assume I’m on the ground. And yes, I am forgetting it. Wrath wearily watched the ground as it changed texture. He set it aflame, then launched upwards. He sliced the air with his Blade that was not a Blade, then held his breath as it turned toxic. I said Tull knew how to use the blades, but Wrath was taught by the creator. (Not Plot… hehe)
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    Hey hey hey don’t die. Onyx wouldn’t allow that, right? Wrath slowed as he saw the man deter. He leaped away.
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    Wrath snarled, then had an idea. Perhaps it would deter the stranger. He focused, separating the components of the air, then lit the oxygen, using the explosion to revitalize himself as well as launch away.
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    Wrath launched towards Erif, and Erif could see his skin was falling away, though knitting back quickly. Wrath screamed, and channeled as much of Rage’s as possible. Fire leapt up before him, and he pushed himself away from the man with wind.
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    It didn’t work. The contraption was made of an aluminum alloy. Wrath dodged away. He had only once before come so close to dying.
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    Wrath frowned as the structure supporting the flame in his chest was ripped away. Crap. You need to leave. Wrath leaped away, feeling his strength leave him with each magical exertion. He gasped, and stabbed the ground next to him with the Blade that was not a Blade, then dug quickly to find the contraption buried there. He placed it within him, breathing easier. I guess ignorance isn’t always bliss. Oh well. It is not him you have to fight, child. Madness grinned from afar, then pushed power into the Archstone, tainting the Plot. Subversion’s blade disappeared, and a multitude of people appeared before her, each telling her where to go. Each pushing her, each with a different mind offering different information. The pain returned.
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    The coins bounced harmlessly off his metal armor, and the metal core supporting the flame in his chest.
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    The Baron of Wrath snarled. He called upon the winds, pushing the man away from him. He grasped the Blades which were not Blades, then called upon the… extra… power afforded him by the Archstone to reforge them into their purest form, removing the alien influence. He slammed them together, forming one pure Blade.
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    Hey! No narrator! Unless you want to be subject to Madness of course. Tull was shaking on the ground. ————— Wrath fell from the sky, chest alight with fire. He stared at the people surrounding Tull. “Stand back. This is not your fight.” Don’t worry. I’ll take care of that pesky Narrator. You just take care of the fodder. Madness said. He could see her wave her hand, and he felt her Connect to the Narrator. He grinned. He knew what came next for her. Insanity. The loss of control. The same that was happening to the thief. He grabbed the two Plotblades that were not Plotblades. Ah. It feels good to have them back in the grasp of the Archstone. Glass, I’ll kindly ask you to be quiet about Madness and the Archstone.
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    The Baron of Wrath was close. His prey was prone, and he would soon have his gift back.
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    But I need to. Again, the voice was his… nearly. ”I must. This thing is too dangerous for you all to confront.” Tull twisted, and he disappeared, bringing his swords with him. As soon as he arrived to his destination, though, he was again prone, screaming in pain. anyone who wants can say they at the last minute grabbed me and were transported as well. I’ll need it.
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    Tull took it, absently munching on it. I need to leave. The voice was his… but different. ”I need to leave.” He stood, and left.
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    Tull could hear the thoughts, but they washed over him. He existed in a state of torture, and couldn’t gather his mind enough to Narrate it away. They funny thing with bending the world to your will is that you need a mind to do it. The voice left him, and he returned to reality. ”Someone’s mad at me.”
  24. SpiritOfWrath
    Are y’all gonna ignore me screaming in pain right next to you?
  25. SpiritOfWrath
    “You’re breaking in, are you? Then let us just tag along.”
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