I’m a knife I wanna stab someone
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still hoping for that reunion between cordax and me ballin
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Wonder when I’ll put in an appearance?
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Idk what you mean you’ve met like multiple times at this point
uh uhhhh uhh uuhhh uhh uuhhhhh hhh
I cannot confirm or deny allegations that I definitely have that part figured out
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this is not me forgetting that Book exists nope nuh-uh
We're waiting every night to finally roam and invite newcomers to play with us for many years we've been all alone {read in frank sinatra’s voice}
taken any dementia pills lately? 
Idk I certainly remember that being in the book. My source is I made it the heck up, I don’t wanna go look for the quote
Bo_ series if it was based (B A S E D)
Me when Renner is implied to be a good character
I am very ashamed to admit that I only realised that there is a pun in here about two weeks ago when having random thoughts about this book 
This is a TtvMessageBoardsUserTraykarTM moment, isn’t it?
What does the latest version of my self moc look like mister? 
No, here you’re supposed to say that you can neither confirm nor deny. Come on man, you gotta stay in character
Anyways,
Chapter Two-Two more like doo-doo am I right guys am I right lololol 
I like how you just stopped even pretending to try to write these seriously at this point. The fact that I misread stillness as silliness at first doesn’t help (but what it does do is it makes it a hundred times better)
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Okay
AI:
-does a 1000 IQ play, distracting Monopoly with a fake hologram thingy and giving everyone an easy escape path
-proceeds to accidentally undo all of his efforts immediately afterwards because he is a goober
I guess he really is like me in many ways 
Yes, very useful. I’m sure it would have really come in handy when he and a bunch of others almost got innit’ed to death by a crazy bri’ish person and the crazy bri’ish person’s pet pitbull named brunet
It’s the wrong chronicler, but it still kinda works y’know
I’m not quite sure what exactly Tott took over in here. It obviously can’t be the AI because he’s busy distracting Monopoly right now, so is it just a random small flying robot that was passing by Renner and Winger?
But here Renner is saying this in a way as if he knows the thing that Tott is possessing and needs it for some reason.
I’m confused because there’s not a single person from the party who can be here at this moment and who can be possessed by Tott
This has to be a user, right? Either Senit or DuneToa because they’re the only ones left
Although… elongated head… eyes… both glowing yellow…wait a second, I’m looking at this wrong
It’s Krelikan it’s Krelikan it’s Krelikan. He’s an earth vahki, which fits the description perfectly. BAM.
I still haven’t totally lost all my theorising juices, ay?
Last time I remember Krelikan appearing was on the tower at the end of the whole flying boat ordeal. Tott downloaded Krelikan’s consciousness from the infamous chip into a small flying robot, which then proceeded to disappe-
wait a second, is the flying robot that Tott just briefly took over actually Krelikan? It would make sense for him to be here because what seems like his extra body that Renner and Winger just came across is stored here as well.
not bad for someone who hasn’t done proper theorising in a year, eh?
This was a chapter. I give it a score of where the heck did Wild go/10. Didn’t even read. Would totally recommend. My name is markiplier. Hello everybody.
I applaud your based use of a moistcritical reaction clip. Very nice.
Also, everyone, look
This is a BoTGHIDDON related drawing I started working on almost a year ago (oh man, was it really that long ago 
), but never got around to finishing because life, among some other things, got in the way. So, I decided why not share it in its current state with you all, since I’ve been taking my art in a completely different direction lately and will unlikely get to finish it ever
So yeah, enjoy and tell me what you think lol
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I still have no clue if I’ve appeared yet, or if I have yet to somehow show up for the ending.
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Is that a Bohrok Ghid there as well??
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Me core
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Chapter 23
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This was the last chance.
Having sent both Dreamers elsewhere, any hope of defeating Monopoly lay in the hands of these neanderthals, my son, and the vague hint I had been given from a living puddle of non-branded flexible sealant. So not fantastic odds, but that hasn’t stopped my poor decision making before this.
Anyway, I refocused my vision around the sight of Cordax, sitting up, with his knees drawn to his chest, staring blankly down the wall. I tried to turn my head, but unfortunately there was a hand gripping the lower half of my face which prevented me from doing so. I could only see the light reflecting off of it into my sole visible eye which betrayed its owner’s identity.
No room existed behind me for the owner to still be attached, however. And the rest of the arm appeared to be wedged into the gash in my chest, almost as if the Chronicler had reached through and grabbed my face.
The alien limb did not stop me from standing up, however, and as I did so Cordax’s eyes snapped to me, slowly bringing the rest of his head around. “I heard it happen.” He feebly replied, the screen housing his eyes buzzing momentarily. “He wasn’t like this when I met him. He wouldn’t just do this to people.”
Oh, sure I could have chosen to look to the right, but then my question of “What are you on about now?” coming from a place of deflecting trauma and serious discussion by being overly sardonic would have been completely avoidable, and we can’t have that. The almost annoyed silence that proceeded out of Cordax’s mouth as he looked back towards the darkness convinced me to turn my body to face the horror he had been mulling over this whole time. “He was there when I needed a friend.” Cordax quietly continued as the slightly reflective blue blood was illuminated by the light behind my vision. “We met on accident, in april. He needed help with work, he said. I met someone for him, we met again at the diner.”
“Lives were lost because of that. His was the latest.” He glanced down at a small bit of the Chronicler, which lay shining at his feet. “He looked like that giant from a while ago, and he seemed nice. That’s the trouble with nice people - they die. Sometimes, it feels like being nice is the last thing you’ll ever do, because the moment you do some monster rips you into tiny pieces with his bare hands.”
“And stomps you to a pulp.” I replied, ripping the hand off my chin and pulling its associated arm out of my chest. It was just enough forearm to still be considered one. “You’re mostly right about nice people, except it’s only the nice ones who die. The real rotten ones can last forever.”
“Yes.” I replied to the unspoken question directly implying that I qualified for that description. “I don’t like competition. Or people who try to kill my son. If you’re ready, let’s go break him in two.”
“Don’t we need more people though?” Cordax asked. “There’s so few left. I don’t think we stand much of a chance.”
“Oh, there’s always hope.” I replied, turning around and raising my chin at the approaching form of Renner, flanked by a few silhouettes. “If you look in the right place, you’ll always find it.”
“Well, maybe, if you look in the right place and react fast enough.” I ground out the words as I slowly pushed myself out from the wall I had been slammed into, leaving a very decent crater behind. Renner’s armor shifted away from the arm it had bulked up. “I assume that was for… Now let’s see…”
Nobody interrupted me as I mock counted the number of possible offenses on my fingers. “I don’t believe I have toes, so we’re gonna have to stop at ten. Now that it’s out of your system, are you ready?”
“You’ll get more later.” Renner clenched his teeth in reply. “But yes, we’re ready. Where did Eilrach go?”
“Oh, he took Monopoly, and…” Cordax blinked for a moment. “I don’t know. I was a bit shocked by the…” he swallowed hard and jabbed a thumb over his shoulder at the splattered remains. “Maybe he went up?”
“Um, what are you all doing?!” AI’s voice sounded from the darkness down the hall, a small light suddenly appearing. “We’re running out of time! Move, move, hurry!”
Renner moved forwards, grabbing Cordax by the collar and swinging him over his shoulder. “Grab Ghid.” He glared at the dark floor a few steps into the blackness, and jumped down a well-concealed hole in the floor.
Looking up at Krelikan, as the feeling of his eyes burning a hole into my head had been quite apparent for a little while, I locked eyes with him, returning his intense focus towards me with as much of a flat glare as I could muster. “I thought you’d be taller.”
“I thought you’d be competent.” I grumbled back.
Feeling the ground disappear from beneath my feet, I folded my arms at the revelation that he was lifting me by the back of the collar with his stupidly long arms. “Are you sure you’re Ghid? I mean, you’re just so small and…”
Even after all this time, I still get offended at the height comparisons. “Maybe that was the point, you mechanical moron.” I wonder if my eyes lit up when I said that, having realized I had a whole new subject for my whimsical insults.
“Fellas, we don’t have TIME FOR THIS!!! ” AI roared. “Everyone could be dead at this point so would you MOVE YOUR REAR ENDS DOWN THE HOLE IN THE FLOOR ALREADY?! ”
Obviously Krelikan’s artificial mind recovered from the shock of the noise faster than I did, my brain only catching up to circumstances quickly enough to utter “Jerk” at AI as the descent began. “I had a plan early on to reserve our heaviest hitter in case something went wrong. I mean, after I was filled in on what’s been happening with that Monopoly character, I got really worried! So I had our secret weapon hold back until the time was right, when we’d lead him to him and- lead Monopoly to the other guy, you know what I mean, right? I hope I wasn’t too confusing there-”
“RRRGH SHUT UP Al NOBODY CARES” I barked at him just before Krelikan’s feet hit the floor. His suspension was pretty good, as I couldn’t even feel the impact, and AI silently floated alongside with an injured attitude.
“You serious? Al? You’re calling him Al??” Krelikan whispered towards me as he bolted forwards, surrounded by darkness and the ambience of brick crunching under his feet.
“Obviously. Look, it was that or call him what the rest of these imbeciles call him.” I replied. “And you’ve met enough of those circus freaks to know you haven’t come close to seeing the worst ones.”
“Uh, I take back what I said before.” He replied. “Without a doubt, you’re Ghid.”
“Right, so… Al, where are we going?” I inquired of the silent orb floating alongside my wooden mask. “We can’t run around in the sewers forever.”
“Feels like it’s close,” AI responded. “It’s just a little… Left! Turn left, it’s here!”
Right as Krelikan skidded against the brick to make his sharp turn, Renner’s hand pulled him further into the shadows and hissed out a shhh. The sound of metal being beaten was mostly smothered by the walls of the sewer, but not enough to obscure what had happened.
“In we go. Stay alert; this is our best chance.” Renner hissed, creeping forwards towards the light peeking around the bend. Wrenching myself from Krelikan’s grip, I scrambled up towards Renner, sticking very close to his side as we each peeked around at the violent scene.
Evidently there had been quite the scrap. All the shoddy furniture which had been bolted to the walls and floor had been ripped to shreds, with only a handful of the electronics surviving. In the middle of the room, with his fingers griped tight, knelt Monopoly, crushing the engine block head of Eilrach with his bare hands. The slow pressure was enough to squeeze directly through the steel, and he exhaled a deep sigh after confirming the curved slab of metal was far too minimal for Eilrach to properly inhabit as a body.
No sooner had his limp metal form been dropped on the floor than my attention was suddenly drawn towards where I came from, as the whole party began to move towards the scene - including Winger. Quickly halting his advance, I pointed back towards the darkness with a vicious coldness, and he, fairly taken aback, softly relented, returning to that shadowed corner without a word. I would apologize later, I thought, after I ensured my son would not die at the hands of this monster.
“Dream:” Renner coldly spoke, causing the weary Monopoly to whirl around and face the party, framed in the entrance to that small underground room, with the only gap in the lineup quickly plugged by my arrival. There was a tangible resolution in the air, even as an tacky black substance slid down the opposite wall. “WILD CARD.”
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Tonight on Top Gear
I get yelled at by an angry pokeball
James says the funny line
And Hammond finally leaves IKEA after closing hours
We're forced to be still and play the same songs we've known since that day an impostor took our lives away now we're stuck here to decay {ohr ohr ohr ohr ohr}
What are dementia pills?
It’s okay if I imply it because I wrote this version of Renner 
also a fat lot of good you dying did you’re still alive
It is 
I had to resist saying anything like I did in BoD so, so often
It’s hard enough for me to exist in two characters at once in this book man cut me some slack
Computer repairman dot gif
Consider literally anything that is happening in this scene and explain to me why I should try otherwise
Naw I doubt it because then he would’ve used it but he clearly didn’t so
yknow honestly you’re incredible sometimes
Oh my goodness I’ve never seen this before in my entire life and am not at all impressed by it immensely and very honored as well
I wonder where these lads have gone…
DuneToa have you read ArmaGhiddon chapter 2 perhaps
Well it is you so
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ah, whimsical insults
fun
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I’m not sure how to start this reply, so here’s a goofy picture of a cat taken in panorama
The worst (best?) thing is I can kinda see these lines being a part of the actual show
We've been all alone Stuck in our little zone Since 19{WaS THAt thE BiTE oF}87
did you just… complement your own writhing in Bo_? 
Mister how many times did you threaten to kill Renner off just to get me to do something?
it won’t work anymore though
Also he did actually die once in BoD.
You see, that’s not Renner, that’s a completely separate character, Skrunkler and you’re forced to take these words as the truth because I never stated anywhere that this is supposed to be Renner
Uhm you see…
ghid pretending that he doesn’t have full control over his characters to cover up a plot hole be like
wait no I mean-
I guess the benefit of me not thinking these through before I start writing them is that you can see my entire thought process behind my theories sometimes
Well…
We have dead one, dead two, dead three and dead four over here. Goop Ghid is currently full of Jethryn, gooping through some hole in the wall. And Marketable Plushie Ghid… wait where is Marketable Plushie Ghid?
Last time we’ve seen him was right after dumb and dumber- I mean Renner and Diero escaped from Monopoly’s ambush on the alternate Ghid room in like chapter 10 of Armaghiddon. I bet he’s up to no bad right now, because he’s silly and goofy and would never intentionally do anything malicious.
Chapter 23
I like how said living puddle of non-branded flexible sealant, apart from giving Tott a cryptic hint, also ate one of the better fighters of the party, decreasing their chances of success in this endeavour
Honestly I can’t help but feel bad for Cordax in this situation. He just wanted a friend and, well, here we are now
So, did Cobalt Chronicler just get off-screened?
I assume what happened here is after Tott told Chronicler to grab him and Cordax and run if Monopoly appears and temporarily moved his consciousness into Krelikan’s temporary body, Monopoly did end up running into Chronicler and Eilrach, completely destroyed Chronicler and engaged in combat with Eilrach, and that’s how we ended up in this situation. The reason why all this was skipped is because Tott’s attention was simply focused elsewhere
I might have an idea for where this arm becomes relevant again
I won’t say much for now, but I bet that this is Chronicler’s left arm that wasn’t destroyed
I’m glad you decided not to open this can of worms. You know how these boards are
This was supposed to make no sense whatsoever, so I won’t even try to decipher what in the world he’s babbling about
Also
I was right
This implies that there are more people than just Tott, Renner, Cordax, Winger and Krelikan. After all, Tott did say he counted to ten. Let’s say you finally remembered that Wild exists. Let’s say Jethryn got freed off screen. Let’s say Racie decided to stop hiding. Let’s say the police people, Pakari and Bird got drafted into this circus somehow. Heck, let’s say Dune is in here somehow as well. These are the only people I can think of that can be here at this moment. Diero and Gofers might be here as well, but I doubt it. I think they are here but separate from the main party, because Renner calling out the Dream is treated as a big reveal at the end.
Diero somehow managed to escape the Dream world where Monopoly had sent him. That’s the only way that your Hammond escaping ikea phrase makes sense.
I’m not sure how exactly he did that, but I think it involved Gofers in some way.
I think here Tott sent Gofers to retrieve Diero from the Dream World, as he knew that the cowpoke was their best weapon in fighting Monopoly.
I bet something big is going to happen in the next chapter 
And as for this chapter, it was a chapter. I give it chapter/10. Didn’t even chapter. Hello markiplier. My name is everybody.
Ah yes, my favourite vowel, T
Ah-ha
Here he is:
In other appearances the bohrok description is clearer, but here he’s straight up calling himself Krana Za, so it should be good enough
Rukah, my friend, sometimes your posts in this topic are more cryptic than Ghid’s writing
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Chapter 24
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My eyes faded briefly. I knew I didn’t have any time to waste, and yet I just had to see if it had happened the way I intended. Looking up in the cold, I saw a retreating figure light into flame, disappearing quickly amidst the countless lights.
This was all in a fraction of a second, mind you, but even with such a small amount of time spent there, almost a full minute had passed in the battle. Diero was only now arriving, stepping into the room with a serious lack of awareness for what was happening, brandishing his gun in a wary manner. He was immediately knocked to the floor, and pushed his face up just to glare angrily at me.
I mean, I assume that’s what it was for, since he’s such a decent, caring fellow like that.
His eyes quickly traveled to his creased hat, prompting a vicious scowl and an attempt at jumping to his feet, but Monopoly’s body slamming into him dropped him to the floor again. To Renner’s credit, he was putting up a much more serious effort this time around, the armor shifting into various forms to keep Monopoly as far away from him as possible. Krelikan was bouncing off the walls and ceiling, never staying in one place too long as he peppered the puffy coat of his opponent with blasts of ammunition and the occasional swipe of a sinister blade.
“WHERE IS HE?!” Renner bellowed at the rest of the group, who mostly stood in the doorway and watched or, more likely, hid further away and tried not to look. “YOU SAID HE WOULD BE HERE!!”
“I WOULDN’T CALL EVERYONE HERE- Whoops, hold on.” AI replied, his spinning, disorienting light projections directly around Monopoly’s spherical head pausing briefly while he made some adjustments to his voice. “I WOULDN’T CALL EVERYONE HERE IF I-”
“SKIP IT, SPARKY!!” Renner shot back, his legs armoring up for a super-powered kick to get Monopoly away from him. “JUST GET OUT AND GET HIM BACK BEFORE THINGS GO SOUTH!! WE CAN’T DO THIS FOREVER!!!”
Without another word, AI flew up through a small pipe in the ceiling, unknowingly barely avoiding the massive grip of his overwhelmed opponent. “DREAM: WHIRLWIND!!” The iridescent idiot bellowed out, prompting Diero to shoot to his feet, roar, and spin his solitary handgun with its bluish flame so fast it carved a wheel of energy from the blazing barrel.
Oh, hey, I managed to fit one more in there. I guess I’m not out of good names for that anodize airhead, after all.
Anyway, Monopoly seemed to have thought of just about everything, as Diero’s advancement was intercepted by the big lug’s own head, which he gripped in his palm as he smashed it into Diero’s face, his free hand gripping the skeletal simpleton’s forearm and forcing it aside, resisting the pain of the revolver digging slightly into his arm. Renner moved in with as much armor bulked up as he could, but he was just a fraction of a second too late, as he forced Monopoly aside just in time to watch the Dreamer drop the distance to the floor.
Monopoly’s hands quickly swung about and gripped the sides of Renner’s head, not wasting the opportunity to close the distance between himself and the metallurgic muttonhead. The armor began bulking up as best it could, but Monopoly kept the pressure on, tightening the metal around it until it began to buckle and bend from the force. Renner finally pulled back, allowing Monopoly’s fingers to crush a very thin helmet instead of his own fleshy head, and the distraction allowed Krelikan to hop on the muscular masher’s back and stab down into his shoulders with his concealed blades.
It didn’t work, of course. Monopoly’s upgraded body was simply too durable, and the blades skidded right off. He didn’t appreciate even more damage to his swiss cheese coat, however, and jumped towards the ceiling, smashing Krelikan into it. Krelikan responded by holding on to the posts of his neck, and as the pair came back down he threw them apart with all his might, ripping the villainous figure halfway down the middle.
A sudden and unfortunately short-lived stillness came over the room suddenly, broken only by the constant sputtering of black fluids from the newly-created gash in Monopoly’s upper torso, as it seemed that perhaps additional violence would simply not be necessary - that somehow, Krelikan had just accomplished the impossible. But I knew better, mostly because if this dimwit in chrome could manage concocting miracle armor in that faraway place, the infinitely more creative Monopoly could concoct something far more devious. As the mangled body of this ignoble foe slowly swayed, I could sense what was about to happen, and moved from my position of relative safety in the doorway to help minimize the damage.
Running up just as Monopoly’s arms began to move, I jumped through the gap in his torso and kicked with all my strength at Krelikan’s head, causing him to stumble backwards into the wall. It was the surprise rather than the force that was successful, but as I feared, I was simply not fast enough. Monopoly’s arms reached across and pulled the opposite sides of his torso, stitching the thing together by pressure alone.
And with my right arm trapped in the middle of it.
Krelikan, emboldened by his success, reached for the prongs of Monopoly’s neck yet again, but he quickly spun about and caught the arm of this variegated vahki. I do not know if he intended to rip it off or otherwise cause harm, but the opportunity was never had, as Krelikan’s arm immediately disconnected at the elbow and emitted a seriously powerful electric shock - the Tott puppet was made of wood, and I felt it travel through my eyes. It was enough to stagger him, and to make him drop the arm.
Renner took the opportunity to bulk up his fists and drive them towards the back of Monopoly’s knees, but as he dropped his oversized hands flew over his shoulders, catching himself in a backwards roll over Renner, quickly letting him snatch his ankles as he finished the roll. If you recall, I was behind Monopoly’s back, and it was not a fun experience.
Renner instinctively bulked up his ankles in reply, but Monopoly was counting on the motion. Slinging Renner upwards against the wall, the armor had to quickly relocate its resources to not only his ankles but also his head and neck to prevent his being hurt, and then back down with even more force he was swung, forcing the armor to adapt even more. Flipping his legs forward, the dazed Renner was only barely aware of his now almost exposed chest, the armor having relocated so many other places, as a lightning-fast fist rocketed towards it.
What had happened before must have been a holographic farce, as the actual action of Monopoly punching through Renner’s heart was much more visceral and intense. Bone splintered and shattered in all directions as his ribs exploded, the room vibrated with the horror of his cry. Even from my not very advantageous position, I had not seen so much red in the air since I went to an italian restaurant and- okay, that’s a story for another time. It’s not relevant to this circumstance that the waiter mentioned marinara and I replied yo mamanara.
Anywho, if people were mad before they were downright furious now. Those who were scared got even more terrified, and I think all of us were at least little bit terrified. Renner’s body wasn’t the mechanical marvel it had been before; now it was flesh and bone, albeit somewhat less than it was a moment ago, with this miraculous machine serving as armor overtop. The anticipated action of the armor forcing an artificial heart in the place of the missing one was taking too long, if it was happening at all.
With that I had tolerated just about enough. I cut and severed all my ties from the numerous masks I had inhabited across the city and even behind that cursed dark wall, from every mask I could depart from, to concentrate my being into one primary place. It was a little difficult consciously controlling a thousand Dreamers all at once, and I felt the consequences of it in the massive Dreamer fight, but right now there was one body to worry about and one thing that mattered above all else.
“Is he dead?” The gun spoke, for the first time since the fight began. I glared at the firearm in Diero’s cold grip; the skeletal sofa spud was having a very nice nap right now, and who knows when he would wake up on his own. No one gave any verbal reply, but as Krelikan revved his internal components to really lay on the heat, I knew I had to act so he didn’t get slaughtered.
Pulling as hard as I could, I suddenly threw myself downwards with all my force, and Monpoly, whose body my arm was still solidly embedded in, flailed as his center of gravity suddenly shifted. I planted my feet on the ground and bent my arm as best I could, hopefully dislodging some internal organs and whatnot. It didn’t seem to move at all, but it must have done something , as Monopoly grunted with pain and thrust his hand to the side, the blue orb comprising his head flying into his open palm. He returned it to the space above his neck and threw his arms in front of his body to avoid the impact of Krelikan, who flew in with all sorts of blades going off in all directions.
His coat even more shredded, Monopoly punched through the onslaught of weapons and collided with Krelikan’s glowing face, knocking him back successfully. He darted forwards to follow up, but staggered with a groan as I contracted my arm as best I could. Krelikan moved in again, Monopoly clobbered him with an open palm slap that knocked him across the room.
I tensed again. If there was any chance I could get to his heart and shut it off, it might stop the fight then and there, I thought. But unfortunately I never got the chance to test that theory, as Monopoly’s next move was to reach both arms behind his back, grab at my torso, and pull.
A sickening crack must have followed, but for me the motion sent the world into a tailspin. Those of you who have attentively followed this for a while may recall I was skewered a while back by a very unfriendly giant, or perhaps multiple giants depending on who you ask, and this left a massive gash that ran clean through my body. Monopoky gripped this and ripped it in two, separating my head and right arm from everything else in one fell swoop.
At that point in time I had struggled to hang on thanks to the impaling, but now after collecting everything I could spare, it was barely enough to keep holding on to that pitiful wooden form. The rest of it was useless; I had no other option but to stay where I was, lodged in that psychopath’s chest cavity.
The tarlike substance had accumulated under the carpet during the fight, and was now oozing back up the wall a little. “Ghid!!” Cordax cried, having seen the remainder of my Tott body fall, and Monopoly, who was turned almost enough to see the black material mingling with the brick, faced the cry he was so familiar with.
“He’s dead. Or at the least, he’s dying, Cordax. Now tell your friends-”
Oh, comedic timing, how I love thee. Out of the partially ascended charcoal-colored sludge a massive sword emerged, skewering straight through Monopoly’s lower back and right out his stomach, and the hand that held it was shortly followed by the rest of that one armored Ghid, with Jethryn hot on his heels.
My weary eye caught Jethryn’s mortified expression at the fate of Renner and gave him a serious nod in reply even as the armored Ghid lifted his decapitated head to his open throat and growled out the retort,
“What part of Endless do you fail to grasp?”
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hey look I think that’s me
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Tonight on Top Gear
I go on a killer weight loss program
Join us be out friend Or just be stuck and defend After all you've only got {extremely brief musical pause}
I’m surprised you only noticed me writhing now… I can go into full convulsions if needed
bet
I can’t wait for the Book of Egg Salad Sandwiches where we get to see into the Rennerverse
Dang you got me there 
Man idk what you mean 
Someone forgot what it ways on the tin
You give Tarnish too little credit
Yeah stupid cordax ugh maybe if you had a social life this wouldn’t have happened
/s
Good, you theorized correctly. Have a cookie 
I have bad news for you…
How about you try to decipher it lazy bones
I won’t help with this one but I will help here
How, exactly?
Let’s say Ghid was pretending to be the corner of your room all of last night
Which is apparently directly upwards 
I’m not sure how you connected jumping super high with traveling to another place and time entirely, but man idk what you do for leg exercises but you gotta share your routine with me I need those kind of results
I bet you’ll be left agape at what happened in the chapter you already read before reading this. It’s quite a heart-stopping sequence of events which pulls no punches and makes every beat count.
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I was a knife (and also a silver sliver) in the earlier parts, if anything I deserve a glow up
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And you’re still a knife
If there’s going to be a glowup it won’t be into another weapon somebody else owns that already existed ugh smh 
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I’ll be a thieving knife
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me skimming past all the depth in the story to look for my self-MOC’s inclusion for dopamine:
good to see he is sad that the only black and silver MOC he likes is now dead
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