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That makes sense.
*Takes you by the arm*
Well? Ready to go?

Shinji:
*Smiles warmly, takinging your check gently in my free hand, kissing you softly*

Of course, love.

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Shinji:
*Smiles warmly, takinging your check gently in my free hand, kissing you softly*

Of course, love.

*Leans my head on your shoulder as we walk forward*

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*the moment you impact, I flit towards you in an instant, recouping the energy from the explosion to couple it with my own energy, punching you in the back with incredible force. I move my hand away, and it leaves a gravity well from the impact,sucking you in*

*As soon as your fist meets my body your skin literally begins to rot, pure waves of corruption warping your body like it's being melted and remade.*

I'm not that easily beaten.

*The gravity well explodes outward, and I shoot towards you at speeds greater than light or sound. Clocking the side of your head with an earth-shaking punch that sends another wave of pure corruption through your body, long term memories begin to become shaky memories and names begin to be hard to remember.*

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*Stares with a confused, bewildered expression*

*I started a bit, before clearing my throat with a bit a self-conscious chuckle.*

Sorry, I forgot this isn't Earth for a bit, so I might be throwing around a fair bit of unfamiliar terminology. Right, so... First off, a Yandere is a term in Japanese, another local language of my Earth. The "dere" means "love" or something I think, and the "Yan" bit... I really forget, but it was something like "obsession" or "crazy". I don't know. Anyway, in our motion pictures/movies/anime stuff, Yanderes -the most well-known ones anyway- tend to be pink-haired, Japanese and obsessively mad in love with a single target, who they usually try to kill off any romantic competition for. The reason this is relevant is that Yandere -the nutter from my world- was A: Japanese, B: dyed her hair pink and ran around in some school-girl-looking getup, and C: absolutely obsessed with a single goal. Granted, that goal was saving humanity from the same thing I eventually did, but...

*My expression turned flat.*

She was utterly batshit insane as a result of her powers. To put this into perspective, her powers had an automatic time-travel function. If she died, a "Groundhog day" scenario was initiated, hurling her back in time by a week... up to as far as the day she unlocked said powers. She had easily died hundreds of thousands of times by the first time I ever heard of her, failed to save humanity time and time again, so to say the least... her methods had started to get extreme. Gambling on the butterfly effect, Yandere had started doing everything in her power to cause the most extreme divergences in the timeline, praying that she would somehow eventually hit upon the "golden victory" timeline. She was a monster, ran around causing havoc and slaughter with her merry little band of psychos she called "the Seven Deadly Sins". Honestly... in the end, we couldn't even put her down for good, merely imprison and "seal" her away like some stupid story cliche.

*I swallowed thickly, before shaking my head and dismissing the vague worries struggling to bubble back to the surface after all this time. Yandere was gone, entire dimensions away, and even if she got free, her time travel would never undo our saving the world in truth. The only thing she could ever do was inevitably trap herself back in stone.*

@Uncle Death

*Sits up looking around as though something has changed*

If I'm not mistaken, I've a grim suspicion that my old friend has returned!

*My expression smoothed out at the pun and the declaration. Yet another being that probably ridiculously outclassed me? honestly, par for the course at this point. Bring it on.*

Old friend?

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*Nods*
Farewell. In the meantime...
*Looks at Sven and Kat*
Waternaux, do you know the status of your son?

*Crosses my arms*
He is fine. I do not know why, but Nemid specifically deposited him into his realm unharmed before returning here. My family is just fine.

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*Crosses my arms*
He is fine. I do not know why, but Nemid specifically deposited him into his realm unharmed before returning here. My family is just fine.

What an unusual opponent... we're going to need young Waternaux in the future. His prior research will be paramount.

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*I started a bit, before clearing my throat with a bit a self-conscious chuckle.*

Sorry, I forgot this isn't Earth for a bit, so I might be throwing around a fair bit of unfamiliar terminology. Right, so... First off, a Yandere is a term in Japanese, another local language of my Earth. The "dere" means "love" or something I think, and the "Yan" bit... I really forget, but it was something like "obsession" or "crazy". I don't know. Anyway, in our motion pictures/movies/anime stuff, Yanderes -the most well-known ones anyway- tend to be pink-haired, Japanese and obsessively mad in love with a single target, who they usually try to kill off any romantic competition for. The reason this is relevant is that Yandere -the nutter from my world- was A: Japanese, B: dyed her hair pink and ran around in some school-girl-looking getup, and C: absolutely obsessed with a single goal. Granted, that goal was saving humanity from the same thing I eventually did, but...

*My expression turned flat.*

She was utterly batshit insane as a result of her powers. To put this into perspective, her powers had an automatic time-travel function. If she died, a "Groundhog day" scenario was initiated, hurling her back in time by a week... up to as far as the day she unlocked said powers. She had easily died hundreds of thousands of times by the first time I ever heard of her, failed to save humanity time and time again, so to say the least... her methods had started to get extreme. Gambling on the butterfly effect, Yandere had started doing everything in her power to cause the most extreme divergences in the timeline, praying that she would somehow eventually hit upon the "golden victory" timeline. She was a monster, ran around causing havoc and slaughter with her merry little band of psychos she called "the Seven Deadly Sins". Honestly... in the end, we couldn't even put her down for good, merely imprison and "seal" her away like some stupid story cliche.

*I swallowed thickly, before shaking my head and dismissing the vague worries struggling to bubble back to the surface after all this time. Yandere was gone, entire dimensions away, and even if she got free, her time travel would never undo our saving the world in truth. The only thing she could ever do was inevitably trap herself back in stone.*

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*My expression smoothed out at the pun and the declaration. Yet another being that probably ridiculously outclassed me? honestly, par for the course at this point. Bring it on.*

Old friend?

Yes, I'm good friends with Death himself. Interesting individual like my undead comrade Vinashay.

*Nods towards a shadow in the corner of the room.*

<Snipped quote by Dark Cloud>

Lead on then.

Do show yourself friend.

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Yes, I'm good friends with Death himself. Interesting individual like my undead comrade Vinashay.

*Nods towards a shadow in the corner of the room.*

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Do show yourself friend.

*There's a swirl of crimson smoke, and he appears infrount of the group, then sweeps into a elegant bow*

I am Vinashy. It is a pleasure to make your aquantince.

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What an unusual opponent... we're going to need young Waternaux in the future. His prior research will be paramount.

It would be my hope that this never rears its head in this fashion again in his lifetime.

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*I started a bit, before clearing my throat with a bit a self-conscious chuckle.*

Sorry, I forgot this isn't Earth for a bit, so I might be throwing around a fair bit of unfamiliar terminology. Right, so... First off, a Yandere is a term in Japanese, another local language of my Earth. The "dere" means "love" or something I think, and the "Yan" bit... I really forget, but it was something like "obsession" or "crazy". I don't know. Anyway, in our motion pictures/movies/anime stuff, Yanderes -the most well-known ones anyway- tend to be pink-haired, Japanese and obsessively mad in love with a single target, who they usually try to kill off any romantic competition for. The reason this is relevant is that Yandere -the nutter from my world- was A: Japanese, B: dyed her hair pink and ran around in some school-girl-looking getup, and C: absolutely obsessed with a single goal. Granted, that goal was saving humanity from the same thing I eventually did, but...

*My expression turned flat.*

She was utterly batshit insane as a result of her powers. To put this into perspective, her powers had an automatic time-travel function. If she died, a "Groundhog day" scenario was initiated, hurling her back in time by a week... up to as far as the day she unlocked said powers. She had easily died hundreds of thousands of times by the first time I ever heard of her, failed to save humanity time and time again, so to say the least... her methods had started to get extreme. Gambling on the butterfly effect, Yandere had started doing everything in her power to cause the most extreme divergences in the timeline, praying that she would somehow eventually hit upon the "golden victory" timeline. She was a monster, ran around causing havoc and slaughter with her merry little band of psychos she called "the Seven Deadly Sins". Honestly... in the end, we couldn't even put her down for good, merely imprison and "seal" her away like some stupid story cliche.

*I swallowed thickly, before shaking my head and dismissing the vague worries struggling to bubble back to the surface after all this time. Yandere was gone, entire dimensions away, and even if she got free, her time travel would never undo our saving the world in truth. The only thing she could ever do was inevitably trap herself back in stone.*

<Snipped quote by Dark Cloud>
*My expression smoothed out at the pun and the declaration. Yet another being that probably ridiculously outclassed me? honestly, par for the course at this point. Bring it on.*

Old friend?

*Falls from the ceiling, my skull rolling away from my body*
agh, my neck.

<Snipped quote by Lewascan2>

*Falls from the ceiling, my skull rolling away from my body*
agh, my neck.

*Picks up skull, offers it back.*

I do say I wondered when you'd stop being stuck in limbo.

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*Picks up skull, offers it back.*

I do say I wondered when you'd stop being stuck in limbo.

*takes it, and places it back on my neck*
Ehh, I don't really leave or arrive anywhere.
*looks around*
It seems you have more guests.

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It would be my hope that this never rears its head in this fashion again in his lifetime.

I'd rather not replicate the work he's already done if it can be avoided.

<Snipped quote by Dark Cloud>

*takes it, and places it back on my neck*
Ehh, I don't really leave or arrive anywhere.
*looks around*
It seems you have more guests.

More than last we spoke yes, you missed quite a bit and a Christmas party!

*Makes a tsk tsk sound.*

<Snipped quote by Uncle Death>

More than last we spoke yes, you missed quite a bit and a Christmas party!

*Makes a tsk tsk sound.*

I don't really celebrate Christmas, amigo, but I do hope you had a good time while I was "away".

<Snipped quote by Dark Cloud>

I don't really celebrate Christmas, amigo, but I do hope you had a good time while I was "away".

A holiday is a holiday or whatever common phrase you humans use eh?

*Glances to Collin*

<Snipped quote by Uncle Death>

A holiday is a holiday or whatever common phrase you humans use eh?

*Glances to Collin*

*shrugs*
I wouldn't know.

<Snipped quote by Lewascan2>

Yes, I'm good friends with Death himself. Interesting individual like my undead comrade Vinashay.

*Nods towards a shadow in the corner of the room.*

<Snipped quote by Shadow Dragon>

Do show yourself friend.

*Death him-fucking-self? Absolutely wonderful. My flat expression didn't quite convey the existential dread of that concept... more because my very existence was as likely to fascinate as it might personally offend such a being.*

So... Death, huh? Like... THE Death or just A Death? I mean, the multiverse apparently being what it is, I feel like there's a distinction to be made there.

*A moment later, my head swiveled towards the indicated shadow with trepidation.*

<Snipped quote by Dark Cloud>

*There's a swirl of crimson smoke, and he appears infrount of the group, then sweeps into a elegant bow*

I am Vinashy. It is a pleasure to make your aquantince.

*It was a good thing I was fairly numb to the concept of self-preservation presently, because otherwise my poker face might not have held in the face of the utterly noxious, seething scent of blood that billowed off of the newcomer's soul and battered my senses, even through Alna's aura. At this point, I was starting to wonder if I might have just stumbled into being the "noble general" of some evil overlord type. Between the skeleton's obvious charisma and power, the unstable but loyal cutie as his maybe right hand, and the probably "hyper competent" assassin general now showing up, I was starting to see a potential pattern developing before my genre savvy senses. Just my luck.*

Ah... Yes, a pleasure. Sorry, I'm a bit out of my depth right now, I think.

<Snipped quote by Lewascan2>

*Falls from the ceiling, my skull rolling away from my body*
agh, my neck.

*Honestly, my own neck probably should have been getting sore from how much I kept having my attention snapped in different directions. I watched relatively impassively, as Alna conversed with... another skeleton.*

<Snipped quote by Uncle Death>

A holiday is a holiday or whatever common phrase you humans use eh?

*Glances to Collin*

<Snipped quote by Dark Cloud>

*shrugs*
I wouldn't know.

*I shrugged in turn.*

Eh, you're not wrong. I've not really participated much in holidays in recent memory. The Apocalypse tends to be something of a mood-killer... as does the existential dread of multiverse-ganking space-whales.

<Snipped quote by Dark Cloud>
*Death him-fucking-self? Absolutely wonderful. My flat expression didn't quite convey the existential dread of that concept... more because my very existence was as likely to fascinate as it might personally offend such a being.*

So... Death, huh? Like... THE Death or just A Death? I mean, the multiverse apparently being what it is, I feel like there's a distinction to be made there.

*A moment later, my head swiveled towards the indicated shadow with trepidation.*

<Snipped quote by Shadow Dragon>
*It was a good thing I was fairly numb to the concept of self-preservation presently, because otherwise my poker face might not have held in the face of the utterly noxious, seething scent of blood that billowed off of the newcomer's soul and battered my senses, even through Alna's aura. At this point, I was starting to wonder if I might have just stumbled into being the "noble general" of some evil overlord type. Between the skeleton's obvious charisma and power, the unstable but loyal cutie as his maybe right hand, and the probably "hyper competent" assassin general now showing up, I was starting to see a potential pattern developing before my genre savvy senses. Just my luck.*

Ah... Yes, a pleasure. Sorry, I'm a bit out of my depth right now, I think.

<Snipped quote by Uncle Death>
*Honestly, my own neck probably should have been getting sore from how much I kept having my attention snapped in different directions. I watched relatively impassively, as Alna conversed with... another skeleton.*

<Snipped quote by Dark Cloud>
<Snipped quote by Uncle Death>
*I shrugged in turn.*

Eh, you're not wrong. I've not really participated much in holidays in recent memory. The Apocalypse tends to be something of a mood-killer... as does the existential dread of multiverse-ganking space-whales.

Howdy.
*waves at you, my skull warping into a grin with my mouth slightly open*

<Snipped quote by Dark Cloud>
*Death him-fucking-self? Absolutely wonderful. My flat expression didn't quite convey the existential dread of that concept... more because my very existence was as likely to fascinate as it might personally offend such a being.*

So... Death, huh? Like... THE Death or just A Death? I mean, the multiverse apparently being what it is, I feel like there's a distinction to be made there.

*A moment later, my head swiveled towards the indicated shadow with trepidation.*

<Snipped quote by Shadow Dragon>
*It was a good thing I was fairly numb to the concept of self-preservation presently, because otherwise my poker face might not have held in the face of the utterly noxious, seething scent of blood that billowed off of the newcomer's soul and battered my senses, even through Alna's aura. At this point, I was starting to wonder if I might have just stumbled into being the "noble general" of some evil overlord type. Between the skeleton's obvious charisma and power, the unstable but loyal cutie as his maybe right hand, and the probably "hyper competent" assassin general now showing up, I was starting to see a potential pattern developing before my genre savvy senses. Just my luck.*

Ah... Yes, a pleasure. Sorry, I'm a bit out of my depth right now, I think.

<Snipped quote by Uncle Death>
*Honestly, my own neck probably should have been getting sore from how much I kept having my attention snapped in different directions. I watched relatively impassively, as Alna conversed with... another skeleton.*

<Snipped quote by Dark Cloud>
<Snipped quote by Uncle Death>
*I shrugged in turn.*

Eh, you're not wrong. I've not really participated much in holidays in recent memory. The Apocalypse tends to be something of a mood-killer... as does the existential dread of multiverse-ganking space-whales.

*I chuckle at the use of the word killer, ironic with the present company as it was.*

I'm glad I never crossed paths with these killer whales else I wouldn't have the pleasure of such company.

*Motions to everyone in the room.*