Etcetera

Myriad Reality

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*She stabs the blade into the ground, holding onto it.*

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∆: Ah, why didn't you introduce me to your crazy friend?

@RoadkilBanana

*Walks along the ground as if it were flat and kneels down to inspect your sword*

Myriad Reality

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*The broadsword crashes through her head straight into the ground, as she had teleported backwards.*

∆: You're not making this easy, are you?

*In a quick flash, the broadsword is cut in half, and it seems Delta hasn't moved at all*

∆: You wanna have a talk or something?

@RoadkilBanana

*Grins wildly at the response, as the disembodied chant grows in intensity to "cut cut cut cut slice slice slice slice kill kill kill kill"*
...
*Drags my finger across my tongue and then holds it up as if testing the direction of the wind, and the entire world begins to lurch sideways like gravity shifted off-center*

Myriad Reality

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*It pushes her back, she winces slightly but keeps up a grin, her body begins to glitch on random spots.*

@RoadkilBanana

*Scoops the knife up from the ground and stretches it into a broadsword, and crashes it down on top of your head*

Myriad Reality

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*The knife glitches through her throat.*

∆: Hey! That was uncalled for!

@RoadkilBanana

*Keeps pace behind it and jump kicks you in the stomach*

Myriad Reality

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*She dissipates the shield and stands up, the blade still in her hand*

∆: 'Nother human?

@RoadkilBanana

*Smiles with an unnatural enthusiasm and flings the knife at your throat*

Myriad Reality

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∆: Just tell me what to do, human person.

*She reaches back and unsheathes her blade fully, revealing it's katana like shape, and a red laser blade.*

@RoadkilBanana

*The words "slash, slice, raze" ring out across the visage of the city and I approach you leisurely, wielding a knife dripping in black tar*

Myriad Reality

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∆: Well, I did survive a post-apocalyptic world for about 18 years with only one arm and occasional shut-downs, so... Pretty good.

@RoadkilBanana

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Great.
*Looks forward*
I think you're going to need it.

@Memory

*The torrent of blood washes both of you into an eerie recreation of the city, distanced from our previous location in nature, where buildings look not quite right and patrons walking down the street are replaced with ghoulish apparitions, and I stand in its center*

Myriad Reality

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∆: Oh, that? That's normal...

@RoadkilBanana

*A river of blood rushes into the alleyway, threatening to drown the both of you*

Myriad Reality

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*The butterflies glitch back into place as the flesh is healed and you hear in your mind "not a game!" completing the sentence as the butterflies turn into sharp spikes of light and target you in your hidden space*

@Shadrack Nor

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*She quickly glitches out of the hands grip, her hand still on the handle of the blade.*

@RoadkilBanana

*The portal dances and warbles before stretching into a sheet across the entire alley, coating it in pitch darkness and raining down knives from above*

Myriad Reality

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*your second large arm dissolves in a cloud of beautiful butterflies releasing the duo*

@Shadrack Nor

*The butterflies lock their wings and antennae, digging into the flesh of the duo, while a new word rings out in the chant: ‘chess’*