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  1. Verdance
    Night has been proved wrong. It goes back to Australia to ponder the conundrum. It is suddenly noon.
  2. Verdance
    No you don’t. the shirt is partially sentient, and resists the Wind’s efforts, as the sky and space DO NOT mix.
  3. Verdance
    This is the best possible plot thread. Night joins in, handing Bob a new shirt crafted from stars as he is billowed up into the sky.
  4. Verdance
    Okay, let’s see how he reacts to the air he is breathing exploding. Twice. Not sure @NameIess even noticed the first time. Also Atreides has just been exploded, if @TwinStorm hasn’t noticed I love that Bob is here. If Bob has any cosmic powers he wants to use against Malevolence, that happens to be a fight he is welcome to enter @Unintelligenius
  5. Verdance
    Oh geez. My best plan was to teleport him away with a rift and fog’s pressure abilities. I’m not sure 9/10mmHB#2 has the capability to kill Malevolence. What’s his power set?
  6. Verdance
    Yes, but only until he stops fighting Rebus. He’s perfectly capable of appearing right in front of 9/10mmHB#2 as it sets off explosive powder in the immediate frontal vicinity XD
  7. Verdance
    9/10mmHB#2 considers the offer for all of .45 seconds before he rejects it. “A man wounded by a Plotblade? That’s the best you could offer when your enemy extends an offer to me to betray you?” He snorts. Fog has just been ejected from Malevolence’s body, looking burned and blackened, if fog can do that. “I’ll take your offer. Can you still push him around?”, he says, charging at Malevolence, throwing a handful of teostra powder and sparking the tip of the pen against Futility’s blade.
  8. Verdance
    He was completely wrong.
  9. Verdance
    The Guardian of Plot Significance decides to ruin 9/10mmHB#2’s extremely well thought out plan by snapping a flaming whip at the explosive Teostra Powder. The air in the vicinity of Malevolence briefly catches fire. A flash of red light and 9/10 drops to the ground, jacket catching on fire. Oh well, it was useless anyways. It pulls it off, along with the now useless sparking gloves, and flings it aside, drawing Futility and standing there, one hand on the sword and the other in the explosive powder pouch, wondering what to do next. “Um sure, as long as that doesn’t mean anything tricky like I take over your current body,” he answers the drone. Paranoia still rules its existence.
  10. Verdance
    “It looks like you’re a bit busy, if I’m being honest. I’ll take you up on that offer as soon as we’re done here. Can you try and excise her?” It tossed another handful of the sparkly powder in Malevolence’s face. This was getting awkward. What would be more awkward would be if Malevolence just up and died while 9/10mmHB#2 watched.
  11. Verdance
    9/10, irritated by this new development, danced in circles around Malevolence, spreading a pale red powder in the air around them, which hang in the air, sparkling. It waited for Fog to emerge, and checked the pen, trying to think of something that might get Fog out of Malevolence’ respiratory system. Unfortunately, it was out of ink. 9/10mmHB#2 refuses to take responsibility for its actions, resisting the urge to frolic in the sparkly air. That was odd. @Nameless
  12. Verdance
    9/10mmHB#2 decides not to wait for Malevolence and quickly sketches a pouch into existence, clipping it onto its belt, as well as black gloves with alternating metal studs on the knuckles. It slips them on and grins. “All part of the plan, Inkwell,” it says as it cuts a rift to the arena floor and leaps gleefully into the fray, targeting Fog. They are such cowards. I want more character flaws, but for now both of them are not really willing to commit to a fight unless the odds are in their favor. 9/10 is worse than Inkwell in this regard, but their first instincts are both to run away. No, I don’t know why 9/10 is so obsessed with killing Fog. He’s clearly not capable of it
  13. Verdance
    Fine job you did there, 9/10mmHB#2 projected to Egis. If you wanted Rebus to kill us, all you have to do is say so. erm, side note, I woke up this morning and realized that the night before I had “revealed” 9/10 as a Narrator. That is garbage boring storytelling and I hate it, and as no one has worked it into the plot yet it will be retconned. Also heck to Egis, that whole thing with the sand was funnier than Lopen accidentally saying the second ideal.
  14. Verdance
    9/10mmHB#2 winces. Didn’t I just do that? He awaits Malevolence’s response to his offer, watching the fight from above.
  15. Verdance
    “Atreides is trapped, for the moment. Would you like some help?” am confused, may have broken the continuum a bit too much
  16. Verdance
    “Atlas? Sand?” Another terrible reference comes to Inkwell. He’s already done two of these so far, so he ignores it and refocuses. “Well, if you don’t, we both die. There’s no way he doesn’t just follow us now.” “What’s done is done, 9/10mmHB#2. We are Rebus’ enemies now. But if we survive, I promise I’ll get you your own body.” 9/10mmHB#2 immediately cuts a rift, teleporting to the same arena as Malevolence. “Your friend failed, but I’m here to collect,” he yells down to them. This ought to be good. @Nameless im going to hit the hay sometime around 1AM EST anyhow
  17. Verdance
    *sadness* Once again, Rebus has frozen in place, his author abandoning him, the plot slipping away around him. Someone new had appeared and attacked Egis, and the hands halted for a moment, Inkwell’s lower torso pulled beneath. He stopped for a moment, then drew a diagram of highly negative charges above Rebus, and highly positive charges deep in the sand beneath. A lightning bolt struck Rebus, boiling the ink in his lungs, shorting out a chunk of his nanomachines, and hardening the sand in front of Inkwell into obsidian fulgurs. He climbed out of the sand and immediately cut a rift array away from the unstable ground.
  18. Verdance
    Rebus is trying to kill Inkwell because he didn’t want to be a protagonist, and by not wanting to be a protag, since rebus wanted him to be one, he was resisting him, therefore becoming a protag. Inky is getting destroyed in a 1v1.
  19. Verdance
    Are. You. Serious. already massively disadvantaged
  20. Verdance
    Gratias multas
  21. Verdance
    Rebus hasn’t noticed the hands dragging him into the ground yet, but Inkwell has. He had planned to transform the air around Rebus into solid ink, but as the drawing by dissolves from the outside in, he only has enough time to finish one part- the most important part- the air inside Rebus’ lungs. He fills in the drawing. Unfortunately, this has given one of the hands enough time to get a good grip on his leg, and it is yanked beneath the surface. He can’t cut a rift, so he does the next best thing. Or rather, he’s on to plan F. This would be a spectacular time for you to reveal that I have narrator powers, he prays to @edgyswordname. Thunder rumbles. Not you. And then everything becomes clear. @DragonHeir it’s a fun band, but it depends on your tastes.
  22. Verdance
    Both are references to songs by a band called Good Kid- one is poetically called Rift, the other is called Premier Inn. The pen is also a musical reference, though this one is possibly more obscure depending on your musical tastes. Inkwell stands firm and spins the pen in a circle as the rifts sizzle shut. Live by the feather, die by the sword. He draws on the air, and spits out “Protego!” His references are already growing low, if he has to stoop to Harry Potter. He wastes no time and scratches a strange drawing in the air-Not the armor, he knows that one already. As he frantically draws, he glances at Egis. “Are you just going to stand there?”
  23. Verdance
    Inkwell doesn’t need the author to sugarcoat it anymore. It’s time. He casually twirls Futility in an arc, creating an array of rifts that catches Rebus’ light, funnels it through another realm, and blasts it out at Atreides as he appears nearby. Nothing comes easy, Inkwell thinks. The unnecessary musical reference grants him a little confidence as he swipes the pen across the sky, creating another Rift behind Atreides that catches him and drops him into the Premier Inn, a liminal space full of white void and doors, where time never begins, and conveniently, he cannot escape until after Inkwell and Rebus conclude their battle. If you can’t tell, which I would understand, Inkwells powers come from an amalgamation of references, musical, literary, cinematic, etc.
  24. Verdance
    Not really, but du shur’turgal thelduin!
  25. Verdance
    Inkwell completely ignores the invitation and spits in Rebus’ face, then licks his lips and whispers one word. ”Brisingr.” Never mind he had wanted to do this all his life, but when black fire ignited in Rebus’ hair, dripping down his cheeks, on his eyes… Inkwell smiled with black-stained teeth. Fun. He drew Futility and prepared for the onslaught.
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