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Current I like the night liiiiife, I like to ɮ օ օ ɢ ɨ ɛ
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I feel a tremble in my temple
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He’s mastered the art of Simp Mode
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Jace haunts me dreams, blesses me nightmares, ye
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This is delightful. I am delighted. =D


You spooked the normies, now you gotta let them go or round them back up like sheep.
I mean, 'fuck this I'm out' is easily among the best available responses. It's that or try to befriend the unconscious strangers.


I'll stick with the Running of the Clifford, for now.
And Clifford immediately takes the 'fuck this I'm out' initiative.
Stand on stranger sands, and behold the alien flow of the worldly waters.



It's to be expected that rampant unfamiliarities rob you of sensible process.

So the first thing Clifford did upon waking was thrash about, darting his half-operable vision left and right, towards these unknown lands and these unknown people. The striking beauty of it all completely passed over him as the question raced frantically in his head of where the hell he was.

Was it a mere dream? No. No, it felt too real. His dreams were never this lucid. No one's truly were.

Clifford distanced himself some from the rest of the waking group of strangers, assuming the worst of them immediately. His one functional eye continued to dart around until it happened upon the flaming being nearing the group from one side of the surrounding field.

Again. Rampant unfamiliarities, loss of sensible action.

Thus, Clifford turned and ran.
I can always count on Simple Carson to save the day.
Saint Frank



"A'ight. Das' it, fuck dis." Baba said, shaking his head and raising up his hands. "Cliff! We seen enough, we be leaving!"

Cliff followed past Baba towards the door, pushing past tentacles and henchmen alike to pave the way. Thankfully they managed to get out, and starting making their way to the truck.

...

"How's your mother by the way, Carson? I haven't asked in a while, she doing alright?"

"Yeh."

"That's good. Tell her I said hi next time you see her, she's a lovely woman."

"Yeh."

Frank nodded. He was leaning up against the door of the truck, talking to his men still seated inside, waiting for Cliff and Baba to show up. And show up they did, in fact, quite soon after the discussions regarding the weapons deal were over. Cliff drove up to the opposite truck while Baba stuck his head out the window and called out, "I seen enough bullshit today. Les' go get McDonald's."

Frank did naught but smile, nod, and get in the passenger seat of the truck. Sure, they had some time before Cesare sent them on their way to the weapons deal.
@SepticGentleman not very high. People get pulled to the world from a bunch of different settings, and only some of them are technologically advanced. And even the ones who do have experience with technology only get pulled with whatever they have on them at the time. There are some gadgets floating around, and a few people are even able to make crude recreations of things they had at home, but for the most part people get by without. If you have any ideas regarding this, shoot me a pm!


I'm honestly just wondering what the crossbow situation is in terms of quantity. Wanna get Cliff something crude but hefty to start out with.
More digital WIPS for the glory of Salad.

I mean, Satan.

Tweedle Dee, and Tweedle Dumbass.
So the magic is heavy but what's the level of technology in this strange new fuckscape?
<Snipped quote by Polyphemus>

I don't care about post order. I meant IC. Because I think j8cob's character left nearly right after Septics. But somehow still heard what Cesar said to Sombrero after that? Then Ginny left? IDK. It's hard to tell.


Let's just chalk it up to the "It's Fine" section of the board.
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