Having a mixed feeling about my leg being on fire, as it hurt, but I knew that I wouldn’t die, I charged @Ghid with Gregs chair.
@Senit charges me with Greg’s chair. I pay with cash!
I then receive my 23rd lifetime comedy award while the air fills with the smouldering smell of @Senit’s flesh.
I die.
Seconds later I wake up, in my totally safe house.
I trap @Ghid’s mansion.
I walk back inside and place my lifetime comedy award on my lifetime comedy award mantle only to hear the faint noise of @Senit’s eurobeat trap lofi remix blaring outside
kids these days
AAAAaaaAh! The weebs are chasing me!!!
Suddenly ghid kills all of them, then I make a house of lewa swords.
I kill @Rukah with the power of original jokes.
oof.
I reincarnate as a lewa sword.
The computer in the remote facility had detected a containment breach and then subsequent sealing and stitching of the relativistic fabric back together. Needless to say it was a Code Black.
“Code Black you say?”
“Yes sir, although the threat has ceased, the system detects an unstable force in the epicenter”
“Can Orbital Insertion site F verify this?”
“No, the overlaid reality appears to have deleted Site F and all our remote tracking stations”
“The reality of a user unaware of our existence then.”
“Yes.”
“Alright, send in the unit on standby.”
Above Florida (Where the Containment breach started obviously, a weak spot just like New Jersey.) A craft redirects itself on bearing of NOTaHFfan’s neighbourhood, containing the mansion of a decrypt boomer by the name of Ghid McGick…
Hmm this might be my first attempt at actual story writing
(Most can ignore this until events of my ramblings collide with current events if you want.)
this isn’t supposed to be a story
it’s supposed to be wild and crazy
though I could be wrong
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I hope somebody will use me to stab someone.
I now have to go to my working place, the G.h. identification Department and there I will try to do some research about the battlegrounds.
How they were created and why @Ghid was able to destroy them.
On my way I stumble across @Rukah.
Due to the power of monochrome, I am now black and white. I hope somebody will use me to stab someone.
I should sue
I make everyone oversimplified, 2D, and monochrome.
everything has descended into chaos while i was gone. tis’ time for the mighty Sandzorks to return. i draw upon every grain of sand in the area, becoming Gritzorks, who quickly evolves into Saltzorks. Then Saltzorks becomes Sugarzorks, who unleashes his/her full power upon @Cordax , rotting their teeth to pieces. AHAHAHAHAHAHA!
I tell zork that I don’t actually have teeth, and my only senses are tough and sight. I then tie zork into a knot.
i sieze the oppurtunity to became Ropezorks, who shifts into Cordzorks, a blue and orange copy of @cordax ! now i use cordax’s powers against him/her! if cordax has any powers, that is.
I take all of the incoming sweaters (as sweater generation is my only power, alongside my slick sense of humor and stunning intellect) and stuff them into my pockets, giving zork a stare of defeat.
I join together with 1000 of my black and white lewa sword friends and I am now a shifting mass of lewa swords.
I attack @Cordax
So, was the devil revived when reality reset or do I still need to go through sacrificing my spare souls?
Either way I’m taking @Rukah with me to slay and capture the souls of my alternate universe counterparts to make up for lost inventory.
@Rukah ‘s swords are coming for me. I dodge, and let them attack @Brickbot99.