we kicked one idiot butterfly's ass like a month ago, how bout we do it again? (it only FEELS like it's been five years)

Teag spawns at I22 and walks to H22, carrying over his Empowered and StubbornOrdo. Before anyone else who's attacking the Cursed does their attack, he hits the Cursed with a Piercing-type round. He applies Plate Penetrator and Vitalstrike, business as usual.

Venia witnesses the butterfly leave WARE's body-and witnesses the other two arrive-and witnesses their deranged plan come to fruition, beholding oblivion, and the sight of a corpse-the corpse of the Psi-Godmodder, still somehow intact and even somewhat empowered after all this time. She's struck a bit dumb at the whole affair going out of control and warping massively-but only a bit.

At this point, she's been through so many things-things she's talked bigger to than she really is, things she's been utterly terrified of-that even in the face of this sudden violation of reality, she simply fails to register it as anything other than the Butterflies finally willing to put themselves front and center to die at last. The instant the shock wears off, all that's left is determination and a fury long-bottled up.

"... OK enough of your fancy bullshit, you dumbasses. You have your reunion-now just dive headfirst into the endless oblivion you can't survive, disrupt that careful aura of power around Psi, and all of you little idiot shits just die already! You've hurt millions of people just for this shitty moment-including my girlfriend-and I'm not in the mood to deal with your pretense of omnipotence or the 'absolute perfection' of a total loser whose biggest contribution to society were a load of shitheads! You and your diseased minds can burn in oblivion, and if you won't do it yourselves I know a few people who'd be more than happy to make you do it!"

She turns towards the Spherebreakers. "This is it everyone! Right here, right now! Throw everything you have at the three and that portal! I'm more than willing to have a little Godmodding War just to put Psi in his place permanently, but its best we snuff this calamity in its crib!"

Nia spawn in at O19, keeping her Ordo and Buildup... On top of the hideous buffs Echoss has provided her with his Nia-Bunker Nuke and being double-healed for HP, MP and SP. (The only reason she wouldn't is turn order, so we're just vetoing that.) Nia immediately activates Reshape Our World to spawn Persephone in at Q17, buffing her HP and MP *even more,* then Nia moves to P17. Nia and Persephone then both use Hidden Shard, with Ordo overriding the damage to Thyme damage, on the Combined. Twice each, thanks to the double-action. Revenge begins now! (If Nirvana does not copy over to Persephone, nothing changes on that front). Nia (and Persephone as applicable) will also launch her Chibi Nia Cosplaying As Chloe at the Combined for additional damage even if its really tiny. Persephone retreats back a tile and is then pushed back further by Nia's Flirt, putting Persephone at T21. Finally, Nia uses the Shard of Madness to activate Thymebent mode.

Meanwhile, Venia spawns in at O20 and moves to Q20. She keeps Kritzkrieg and Empowered12 from the last fight and reverts to her original Trait-including its SP gain (which was removed from her readout when she got the new trait, so make sure to change it back!). She uses the free Kickstart My Heart to regain Ordo (now set to 5 rounds thanks to the Chairheir), activates the Ainfini with Her Gaze, and then proceeds to activate Phantasmal Fury six times in a row, nailing the Combined with each hit, for (16+18+20+22+24+26) damage before Flux Armor, also gaining Venia full Special buffs. She then wraps up her round by shooting the Combined with her basic attack. She finishes up by using Hope Rides Eternal to drag Nia to P20.

"You in particular! I have a beef with you! You possessed, tormented and demeaned my girlfriend for, like, a month, then nearly killed her! And let me tell you, I am going to style on you even harder than before! You won't have the excuse of being oneshot either! Now come on and die, you piece of shit!"

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House

"Multiple existential deletion attacks detected."

That damn silent black "kitsune" probably gave everyone on the ground floor with a heart attack with that as it starts moving and speaking again for the first time in a while. I'm pretty sure more people were probably under the impression it was a silent, eerie house decoration of some kind than a living thing.

"Attack one: Localized deletion field approaching area, designated time of arrival is Ten Layers away at Layer 356. Attack two: Multiple energy sources creating reality hypertension including Oblivion, Godmodding, Paradox, Entropic. Chance of mass oblivion wave: certain. Designated time of arrival is within ten Layers, arriving no later than Layer 365. Odds of full evacuation: minimal. No safe zone detected within local space-time paradigm. Void distortion of spacetime is liable to exaggerate in extreme range. Please remain nearby. Deploying countermeasures."

The creature spreads out its legs and its tails fan out-nine in all. It begins glowing, subtly, as its body... Shifts. Maria takes note and actively averts her gaze and wildly gesticulates for others to copy her. The people who let curiosity get the better of them soon learn why. The beast's muscles contort and stretch out as it grows several meters, skin tearing as black muscles rip forth. A mouth is formed-except instead of anything remotely normal, blackened teeth the size of fingers grow out in wild thorny patterns, impaling the creature from beneath where the nostril would be down to the legs, then wrapping around to the back, where a hole generates straight through the beast's own spine and into its back like a proper gaping maw. Meanwhile, the nine tails make sickening noise as they split from the midpoints, fur falling off as 'hoops' penetrate the midsections. The beast itself offers not a peep as it talks, its body heating up.

"Refreshing most recent backups. Activating distress signals. Preparing ontological engines. Preparing anti-elemental matrixes. Preparing imitation curses. Preparing trope invocations 'Last Hope,' 'Protagonist's Luck,' 'Sequel Hook.' Reality function effector prepared for operation within twenty meters. All systems good to go. Preparing. Please remain within a twenty meter radius of this unit's position for your continued safety."

... Nobody nearby actually feels anything. Instruments might pick up some strange fluctuations in the area, but very little of it would be noteworthy aside from the equivalent of a really big Elveil preparing to be cast. Maybe Engie could notice more-namely the kind of defense that would give him trouble even if he wasn't holding back, and a few contingencies besides. If nothing else, it looks like Regalus actually had a plan for the inevitable ready for Maria's safety. Will it hold up, though? Hopefully there's no need to test that.

"... I can't see what's going on in there anymore!... Wait, I'm back in the room with the weird TV Show!" Maria says, clearly gesturing to some sort of interface for her holographic drone in the Sphere. "What's this movie?" She says, gesturing to the flatscreen playing Morbius.

Oh you sweet summer child.

Act before Cypress. Spawn I19. Move to G19. Use Marionette on self. Summon Mexagon H20. Potentially activates Puppet Eternal Guard? Spawn Missiles.

After Cypress has fed Hex the Subioti, self-grant Ordo with Power of Friendship (using MP), and send it over the cloud to Adria.

(As a note, when Hexagon receives Safety from Ette, it will receive +1 duration from Nanite Injection.)

"Let's show 'em why we're the meanest and toughest around! It's all or nuffin' this time!"

Irongutta spawns at I29, carrying over Mending32 and Energized16 from Heart of the Sphere.

He moves right up to G15 and slashes at The Cursed's wing.

REMIEL: So this is the end. One last storm, then it's back into nothingness.
REMIEL: Let the soft rains come.
REMIEL: also who gave them all glitch resist :bwaah:

Remiel (bringing forth Liberating) activates its special with max SP. Mantles form around Taeda, Venia, JOE, and Hex.

Remiel relinquishes Projection4.

Posting Piono's roleplay here! THE BUNKERDUNKING COMMENCES.

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The end is here. Echoss steps up besides Chloe, and wrinkles his nose at Trinity's great last ditch effort.

ECHOSS: Well, it seems that saving the best for last was the right course of action.
ECHOSS: WARE had me somewhat concerned for a while, but now it's time to finish things off.
ECHOSS: Chloe, would you care to do something mildly ill advised but also very cathartic together?
CHLOE: …Echoss.
ECHOSS: Yes?
CHLOE: A-Are… are you throwing me at another eldritch god?
ECHOSS: Not quite.
ECHOSS: I'm going to supercharge you as a rough equivalent to a divine champion and let you do what you seem to have picked up a knack for this week.
CHLOE: Ah, okay!~
ECHOSS: Watch your step on the way down, I'm told the experience is very disorienting the first time.

Echoss glances back at the rest of the crowd.

ECHOSS: Misses Monika and Omorika, Masters Cypress and McZupp, as we discussed just now.
ECHOSS: Stand by for a moment. You'll know when it's time.
CYPRESS: Affirmative.
OMORIKA: I am capable of more than my simple refreshing spell, but… if that’s what you desire.
MONIKA: Hm? I wasn’t told of anything.
MONIKA: But… I should be able to figure out how you’re breaking the game this time.
KEANE: I'm in position. You may fire when ready!

Echoss nods, then turns back to Trinity and begins walking towards them, away from where the rest of the spherebreakers are gathering for the final push.

As Echoss walks forwards, the air thrums around him and the ground seems to shudder with his footfalls. The shadows cast by the flaring lights in the sphere grow deeper, darker, and longer. In contrast the lights themselves seem to shine brighter and brighter, casting the battlefield into a stark interplay of light and shadow.

Echoss's shadow, in particular, joined by WARE's, Chloe's, and Xavier's, seems to loom large across the entire interior of what's left of the Sphere. Two pinprick lights of angry gold-white fire follow the head of the shadow, a pair of baleful eyes staring down the Butterflies from the far wall. As other Spherebreakers pick up their weapons and approach the final fight, Echoss' shadow is joined by theirs. A council of judgement, a congregation of final justice.

Echoss's voice is not loud, but it fills the space between the two sides of the last confrontation, not breaking the eerie silence so much as erasing it.

ECHOSS: It seems to me, that you three did not hear me the first time.
ECHOSS: Did not hear US the first time.
ECHOSS: Or perhaps it's that the injuries the spherebreakers left you with the last three times has addled what little brain capacity you had to spare.
ECHOSS: You have, after centuries of tormenting the innocent, finally reached the conclusion that comes for all entities crafted by godmodders to serve their wars.
ECHOSS: If there had been any value to your lives I would say you are ghosts that have not realized their deaths yet.
ECHOSS: But as things stand you are simply dust that is about to repent of an ages old mistake in form.
ECHOSS: Do you have any last words before the spherebreakers finish purging your diseased essences from existence?
<0><0><0>: F<0><0>LS. Y<0>U STAND IN THE FACE <0>F PSI, AND Y<0>U STILL FIGHT?
<0><0><0>: PSI HAS DESTR<0>YED FAR STR<0>NGER THAN Y<0>U VERMIN.
<0><0><0>: PERHAPS Y<0>U L<0>NG T<0> BE DISINTEGRATED BY HIS AWES<0>ME P<0>WER?
<0><0><0>: I CANN<0>T BLAME Y<0>U.
ECHOSS: It seems you have not noticed, but Psi is not here yet.
ECHOSS: And when he arrives it will be to a room of very angry ready-made descendants about to send him right back.
ECHOSS: Perhaps you can be proud of the distinction of "Only godmodder summon to get their master killed" at least, on that technicality.

Echoss's aura continues to densify. Just a few seconds more.

<0><0><0>: N<0> F<0>RCE <0>N THIS PLANET C<0>ULD EVER H<0>PE T<0> FACE HIM.
<0><0><0>: <0>NCE HE CR<0>SSES THE H<0>RIZ<0>N, Y<0>UR W<0>RLD IS F<0>RFEIT.
<0><0><0>: BUT FRET N<0>T. IT IS NATURAL T<0> BE SCARED <0>F SUCH A DIVINE BEING.
<0><0><0>: Y<0>UR ESSENCE WILL BE UNMADE L<0>NG BEF<0>RE HE DESTR<0>YS THIS W<0>RLD <0>F FILTH.
ECHOSS: You're very confident for creatures who have a win loss rate of zero.
ECHOSS: Even the seekers have performed better against us.
<0><0><0>: Y<0>U’RE VERY C<0>NFIDENT F<0>R A MAN T<0><0> C<0>WARDLY T<0> BE HERE IN PERS<0>N.
<0><0><0>: BUT EN<0>UGH. Y<0>U B<0>RE ME, SPHEREBREAKER.

Trinity begins to charge their ULTIMATE MOVE: REALLY BIG LASER. Unfortunately, Echoss has just finished charging his: SHOWING UP IN PERSON.

ECHOSS: Is that so?
ECHOSS: Then allow me to demonstrate my point.

An almighty crack splits the air. Echoss lifts off the ground in a searing vortex aura of white, red, and gold. High above, an orbital weapon fires, only for its payload to vanish without a trace. Several more items disintegrate right out of the inventory to fuel whatever fell action is taking place. Omorika, Cypress, and Monika frantically cast their abilities, funneling the last pieces of power Echoss needs for his maneuver.

The air rips open- no. The thymefield does, a rift of light appears on the back wall, inciting a sudden rush of wind as a towering semi-demonic figure rendered in gold and silver and surrounded by what looks like an entire factory's worth of lab and magic equipment leers through the gap at the Eyes.

Billions and billions of iridescent butterflies pour through the opening to swirl around Chloe, lifting her up in a glow of light that forms into an ornate set of searingly bright winged armor around her.

FINAL
JUDGEMENT

There is no time to react. One moment Chloe is on one side of the field sporting a beautiful pair of cobalt butterfly wings and a churning aura of divine wrath, the next her sword is carving through the Core and filling the entire Sphere with radiant power.

The Core is blown in half, the raw power of the blow reverberating through the chain connecting it to the Iris of Rebirth and splitting that in half as well. The two halves of the eye ricochet around the chamber before a new set of crimson chains form around the shattered halves, crudely holding them together. A secondary chain then re-binds it to the Iris of Rebirth.

The rift at the back slams shut with an even louder crack than when it opened. Chloe drops to the ground and staggers, her vision clearly spinning from the rush of power she just channeled. Echoss begins letting off enough purple smoke to set off every fire alarm in a one hundred meter radius but otherwise seems unperturbed.

Trinity still does not have time to process however, as there's another 30 Spherebreakers still pouring into the chamber unloading firepower into the two uncrippled Eyes.

For previous round. oops
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Bauhaus spawns in at I19, moves to G15, then stabs the Cursed with a... Catalyst, dealing Thyme damage and thus benefiting from the 30% Thyme weakness! It's not much, but it's still good.

(Posting for previous round)

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Kalis spawns on O19. They spawn dead, of course, but that's not a problem, they'll act at the end of the round after someone's had a chance to revive them.

In spite of being dead, Skynet allows Kalis to carry over some buffs. I'm going to assume this only applies to the Kalis that had Skynet when they died, not the other Kalis, even though they re-merged when killed. This means Kalis has (Skynet, 6) and (Lucky10, 4). The new Kalis has 44 remaining MP and 3 Entropy.

Kalis then moves to R19, activates Full Attention to Praise, then casts Pow Hammer on Projection3 as a full action. Thanks to the buff levels from the Suboiti, this should stun it for two turns.

Then they sip a Genericola, because it's not going to be useful for much else and they might as well keep their MP recharging.

<ROUND 347>

Keane stands defiant in the face of god! Is there an infinitesimal chance of the Butterfly winning this? Trinity laughs in round, creating an atonal chorus of wrath.

<0><0><0>: <0>H? Y<0>U BELIEVE Y<0>URSELF ABLE T<0> RESIST?
<0><0><0>: WHAT CAN Y<0>U H<0>PE T<0> ACHIEVE, VERMIN?
<0><0><0>: EVEN IF Y<0>U S<0>MEH<0>W TRIUMPH <0>VER ME, Y<0>U CANN<0>T H<0>PE T<0> DESTR<0>Y MY MASTER.
<0><0><0>: BUT AS IF Y<0>U WILL EVEN REACH THAT ENDING.
<0><0><0>: Y<0>U DIE HERE AND N<0>W.

As Keane possibly gets obliterated by cosmic rays, another Keane who was distinctly not obliterated by cosmic rays (they were obliterated by bloodloss) chats with Chloe. To Chloe, someone dying right in front of them, then wandering back in a few seconds later is barely unnerving. He promptly apologizes for his death.

CHLOE: I-It's alright, don't worry!
CHLOE: You're the one who died, n-not me!
CHLOE: Though... m-maybe I should've noticed that you were going to die of bloodloss in three to five seconds.
CHLOE: Like, you were pale! Really, really pale!
CHLOE: I thought maybe it was a kinda-vampire thing...

As for disposing of the machine, Chloe bobs her head. She gives it a firm kick, a couple sword swings, and also uses Chaos as a blunt-force weapon against it. The Altar takes (0) damage! While Chloe's distracted doing this, Keane taps himself for a bit of blood, filling up the missing blood in Chloe's vial.

CHLOE: It's... still standing?
CHLOE: I thought I would've at least chipped it by now, but it's totally unaffected.
CHLOE: Uh, far as I know, the only time I've actually seen this thing take damage is when certain people use the altar.
CHLOE: Like... maybe it has to do with one's blood? Or lack thereof?
CHLOE: I'd experiment myself, but... well, I'm not exactly keen on getting my hand pierced over and over again. Or dying of bloodloss.

Meanwhile, Keane continues his chatter with Sakura. Do Chairians have a cultural basis for vampires? Is he boring her?

SAKURA: Do we have a basis for that? No. No we don't.
SAKURA: Humanity sure has hell did, though. You even have these weird concepts like... "zombies" or "walkers" or "politicians" or "eaters" or whatever they're called?
SAKURA: You humans- or uh, I guess you're not one- have all the weirdest ideas.

SAKURA: And... well, I guess you're not that boring. Sure as hell beats talking about politics and other people's hands.
SAKURA: Seriously! It's all nobles talk about.
SAKURA: "oh there's a big market for seekers as exotic pets" NO THERE ISN'T. YOU'RE JUST STUPID.
SAKURA: Ever see someone get mauled to death at a party because some idiot's like "oh my little darling Seeker wouldn't kill anyone?"
SAKURA: I have. It was surprisingly non-traumatizing.
SAKURA: It was actually kinda funny. She had it coming.

Also, Keane totally could crack open that vault! It'd take a bit of luck, but as long as the password isn't too long, it's totally viable!

SAKURA: Eight digits, I think. Also, biometrics.
SAKURA: Did you guys collect his corpse? Gonna need his eyes. Or a shapeshifter.
SAKURA: And... yeah. There's a weirdly high amount of uncollected treasure on this planet.
SAKURA: Like, even random spider nests have loot chests in them. What use do spiders have for loot like that? They don't need to pay for food. Give it to me instead!

Next, Keane approaches Chaos. Though they've had their differences, he must do what he has to do. For the princess. He would like to open a tab. Chaos clicks the funny plus button on the top of his integrated web browser.

CHAOS: okay done
CHAOS: ...kidding, here

In the new tab, he googles up images of beer. After examining the chemical structure of the PNG's, chaos unhinges his jaw. His head splits into two halves from the jawline across, looking a bit like an opened treasure chest. There's a slot for Keane's credit card in the middle of his head. Keane, naturally, sticks his credit card right in there.

From the credit card slot, a golden, honestly-not-piss-I-swear liquid spews forth in an elegant fountain. It begins to accumulate in a kiddy pool that Chaos had placed earlier in the day, actually completely unrelated to the incident that's unfolding right now. It fills to the top in a matter of seconds, and begins to pour out across the lawn. Perfection. As the flow continues, Chaos speaks. Beer spews everywhere as he does so.

CHAOS: [t]hank u for [t]he business
CHAOS: your a[c][c]oun[t] balan[c]e is now: one.
CHAOS: remember; drink responsibly
CHAOS: i've un[c]rea[t]ed one beverage and i'll do i[t] again if needed

Chaos continues to dispense beer as Keane sits down near Sakura. His feet are likely soggy with spirits now. He can't help but ask- what'd he do to disgust her? And also, giant garbage can.

SAKURA: Hm. Nothing in particular, really.
SAKURA: I just usually dislike people, is all.
SAKURA: As for the trash can... eh. It's probably someone else's problem, right?

...She watches the Identified Flying Object as it moves in towards Sussui. Oh, the movement's actually fully visible. This is one problem she can't pawn off onto a later generation of Chairians.

SAKURA: O-OKAY, maybe we do have a problem.
SAKURA: Can't you like... I don't know, s-shoot it!?
SAKURA: You're a Spherebreaker, right? Lord of bullgorilla, king of gorillapulls? Y-You tell me w-what you can do!
SAKURA: I-I couldn't even order a missile strike on it! B-Because we don't have missiles!

DEATH APPROACHES
slowly

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Destiny catches a glimpse of her home, Auten. This naturally sparks her into a Rage Against The Butterfly. She threatens to spread the Butterfly's profaned, kinda nasty gore out into the stars. She also mentions Crya likely employing the Butterfly as part of some sort of arctic set...?

<0><0><0>: Y<0>UR SCREAMS WILL ECH<0> ACR<0>SS THE STARS, "G<0>DDESS".
<0><0><0>: AS PUNISHMENT F<0>R Y<0>UR DEFIANCE, MY MASTER WILL AFFLICT APPR<0>PRIATE PAIN ACR<0>SS THE PE<0>PLE Y<0>U S<0> L<0>VE.
<0><0><0>: KN<0>W THEIR BL<0><0>D IS <0>N Y<0>UR HANDS AS Y<0>U SCREAM INT<0> <0>BLIVI<0>N.

The Butterfly's portal doesn't to switch back to Auten, fortunately. They must be unable to "change the channel", so to speak. Connecting to Oblivion must be a bit of a pain.

---

Bergilmir has his doubts about surviving. Can't blame him. And neither can Trinity.

<0><0><0>: FINALLY. A RARE TRAIT. REAS<0>N.
<0><0><0>: A MIND THAT CAN C<0>MPREHEND THEIR IMMINENT DEMISE.
<0><0><0>: H<0>W UTTERLY FASCINATI-

Ah, nevermind. He still has hope in his heart.

<0><0><0>: AH. NEVERMIND.
<0><0><0>: Y<0>U'RE AS H<0>PELESS AS ALL THE <0>THER IMPERFECT BEINGS.
<0><0><0>: DIE.

While Trinity would love to unleash a searing beam that erases Bergilmir from existence, they really can't right now. Turn order and all that. :butterflysit:

---

Adria faces unknowable horror. Despite the impossible odds, the sight of a blonde swordswoman gives her hope. So, Adria stands firm. Trinity is nothing compared to her home.

<0><0><0>: H<0>W D<0> Y<0>U FIND SUCH MISGUIDED H<0>PE?
<0><0><0>: PERHAPS PERSISTENCE ISN'T Y<0>UR P<0>WER.
<0><0><0>: Y<0>UR P<0>WER IS THAT <0>F RAW DELUSI<0>N.
<0><0><0>: FEAR N<0>T. I WILL SHATTER TH<0>SE ILLUSI<0>NS AND SH<0>W Y<0>U WHAT LIES AHEAD.
<0><0><0>: TRUE DESPAIR.

Meanwhile, down in the still-intact Sphere Waiting Room, Hannah receives a letter from Michaela. Somehow, this gives her the strength to accept Nia's perhaps-unreasonable request. Nia smiles softs, and pulls Hannah into a killer hug.

NIA: Thank you thank you thank you thank you!
NIA: I-I know I'm asking a l-lot, but... I-I'm glad.
NIA: Maybe Venia and I can really be happy, t-then...
NIA: If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask, okay? I'll be your big sister!~

As it turns out, Hannah does have something to ask! She's handled a vial of Ordovenom to drink forcefully administer to the Butterfly. Nia holds the vial, owoing with devious intent. It really does look tasty, though. Or at least, it does to Nia? That might say more about her than the poison, though.

NIA: Aye aye, captain!
NIA: I'll invite the Butterfly to a tea party, and totally ruin it, forever!
NIA: Wish me luck, kay?
NIA: And best of luck to you too!

Nia runs off to commit syringe crimes. Was this the right person to give such a horrific weapon to? Yes.

---

JOE... uh. He examines the Creation Essence, throwing one of them into the Food section of the inventory. Specifically, at the header of the Food section. It bounces off harmlessly, but still manages to coalesce into a Creation Biscuit. Three of them, actually. The rest of the Creation Essence, sensing that it's going to be horribly misused, each transmute themselves into simple Throwing Rocks. Still, those biscuits look good...

Oh, also. JOE decides to write a few scrolls of Channel Magic! He pieces it together from some Silverwood Logs, then writes some Thyme Matter glyphs onto it. This produces three scrolls of Channel Magic. That went pretty well. No demons summoned, no universal concepts angered... a good and normal craft! That's rare. That's really rare.

whew

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Blacklight asks the question. "you good?" Sakura shakes her head, and points towards the skycan.

SAKURA: W-Would you be fine if there was a g-giant... thing gonna eat the planet?
SAKURA: I-I live here! Where am I gonna go if the planet gets swallowed up?

Meanwhile, over in the sewers, Lato decides to engage the Seekers in glorious combat! Rotating her Everything into a heckin' chainsaw sword, she goes full Chainsaw Woman on the Seekers, blitzing through them and creating a beautiful storm of magenta gore. Buffing her shields as well, the Seekers are unable to even lay a finger on Lato! But even then... there's a ridiculous amount of Seekers, and they're building up fast! She does however, have a plan! She asks her lil' Lato Fumo friend to run off and get some friends. She hops out of Lato's hands and down the halls of the sewers on her little legs.

MARRON: Help's on its way. All remaining plushies are on their way to your position.
MARRON: There should be enough firepower to like, kill a lot of Seekers?
MARRON: Just hold out, okay?

Defense mission! Defend yourself! Probably just for a round. Though, perhaps it'd be worth thinking about how to kill the Bilequeen? It looks like it'd take more than a few grenades to take that down. And it's still vomiting up more Seekers. Hold firm! Or don't!



Next, Lato decides to challenge the Reunion with a Union of his own! He finally casts his special, becoming something notably less scary than Trinity, but still a Trinity of its own.

<0><0><0>: ...H<0>W CUTE.
<0><0><0>: <0>NE MIGHT EVEN MISTAKE IT F<0>R A DISPLAY OF DEV<0>TI<0>N.
<0><0><0>: JUST LIKE WHEN Y<0>U CREATED THAT BEAUTIFUL EXHIBITI<0>N.
<0><0><0>: HA. HA. HA.

Somewhere in the distance, Goddamn Raft reverberates. Are they on their way...?

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Venia challenges the calamity before her! After everything, such an unholy machination before her is peanuts. Mostly because finally, at least, the Butterflies are willing to stand put and DIE for once. Could they speed things up, and just go dive into Oblivion already?

<0><0><0>: WE C<0>ULD N<0>T SURVIVE <0>BLIVI<0>N. N<0>B<0>DY C<0>ULD SURVIVE THAT. N<0>T EVEN Y<0>U, PRAEF<0>RTIS.
<0><0><0>: BUT PSI, IN ALL HIS MAJESTY, HAS PERSEVERED!
<0><0><0>: Y<0>U WILL TRADE PLACES WITH HIM, PRAEF<0>RTIS. IT WILL BEC<0>ME Y<0>UR T<0>MB, F<0>R H<0>WEVER L<0>NG Y<0>U MAY LAST.

In particular though, Venia has a bone to pick with the Combined. It's Nia-ish eye stares at Venia, full of undying malice and hatred.

C<0>MBINED: VENIA, VENIA, VENIA.
C<0>MBINED: T<0> THINK Y<0>U CARE S<0> MUCH F<0>R HER.
C<0>MBINED: SUCH A SHALL<0>W, VAPID W<0>MAN. <0>NE WH<0> W<0>ULD NEVER BE SATISFIED WITH JUST Y<0>U.
C<0>MBINED: WHAT WILL Y<0>U D<0> WHEN EVERYTHING Y<0>U'VE F<0>UGHT F<0>R, LEAVES Y<0>U?
C<0>MBINED: BUT D<0>N'T W<0>RRY. SHE'LL DIE T<0><0> S<0><0>N T<0> ANSWER THAT QUESTI<0>N F<0>R Y<0>U.

Meanwhile, over in the house, the silent black Kitsune who was definitely there forever, probably ends up detecting the ORBITAL TRASH CAN. Of death. Its body spreads out across the house, perhaps performing some sort of defensive matrix? Though, the only "party" member really at the house is Sakura. Who barely notices the predicament going on. Sakura swears she sees something from within the house, though. It's probably just a Normal Spherebreaker Quirky Thing, though.

SAKURA: Hey, uh. Princess Maria.
SAKURA: Do you know what that thing is?
SAKURA: You're royalty. You have a better grip on what's going on here than all the other peasants.
SAKURA: Enlighten me.

Sakura is still considering the best means of getting her own tiny crown. It's too stylish!

---

<PRECIPICE OF OBIVLION, ROUND 2>
The Core is nearly blasted apart by the raw power of Echoss's attack! Crashing to the ground, Fluxblood is sprayed across the emancipated wood, a torrent of it spewing from the gash in its eye that vaguely resembles an iris. By all means, the Eye should be completely and utterly obliterated.

And yet, it persists.

C<0>RE: H<0>W?
C<0>RE: SUCH P<0>WER, KEPT UNTIL THIS M<0>MENT?
C<0>RE: THE F<0>RESIGHT T<0> N<0>T WASTE IT <0>N THE VESSEL... A RARE SIGN <0>F INTELLIGENCE.

Bloody sinew erupts from the eye, stitching together its injuries. Entropic power is funneled from the Iris directly into the eye, nearly completely restoring it. Though, there's a notable scar left on the eye- one that glows with the raw energy of Ordo!

C<0>RE: AND YET, IT MATTERS N<0>T!
C<0>RE: MY L<0>VE, MY DEV<0>TI<0>N! IT WILL N<0>T LET ME DIE!
C<0>RE: ALL THAT, F<0>R <0>NLY A SCAR!
C<0>RE: Y<0>UR PLIGHT IS H<0>PELESS!
C<0>RE: ABS<0>LUTELY H<0>PELESS!

The Chairheir surveys the situation. The teleport next to Venia, stealing the Revalation's Ruin for a moment. They give it a shake, preview a few alchemizations to review the weapon's abilities, steal a few ideas from it, and delivers their verdict.

WARE: In order to destroy an entity of such immense entropic power, we'd need an equally immense amount of Ordo energy.
WARE: Far more than even the Revelation's Ruin contains.
WARE: While the key can free those cursed by the Butterfly, it cannot hope to destroy the purest concentration of Flux there is.

WARE: We would need something that could precisely deliver an immense amount of Ordo energy into that weak point left on the eye.
WARE: In addition, said device would need to be durable or mobile enough to resist the Butterfly's attempts to destroy it.
WARE: I could prepare a device, but I would need at least a few dozen more rounds to build up the energy to produce such a device-
CHLOE: A-Actually, I think we have something that could produce that much energy!
CHLOE: Our airship! Venia installed some sort of insane anti-butterfly weapon onto it!
CHLOE: I-I don't know how it works, o-or if it's strong enough, but... it's worth a shot!
WARE: An airship?
WARE: If it can survive, the weapon doesn't need to be horribly strong.
WARE: We'd just need a skilled pilot to pump as much energy as they can into the Butterfly, then. Without dying.
WARE: There's no way it could come back from a proper assault.
CHLOE: I-I... well, I may not be qualified, but I'm sure there are tons of us who are up to the task!

The TC Express Airship To Hell swoops down near the battlefield. With all of its immense upgrades, perhaps it really could be used to put a dent into the Butterfly? As it docks, ready to receive a pilot, the Chairheir funnels as much Charge as he can into the vessel, superpowering it!

WARE: Now's our chance to score a fatal blow!
WARE: Succeed, and we'll be one step closer to thwarting the Reunion!

An execution is now available against The Core! Please review the Current Boss Moveset page to learn the rites of the Execution! If enough people succeed in performing the Execution, the Core will be horrifically destroyed! Please enjoy the fruits of my labor, and part of the finale to this game!

...As for the battlefield itself, uh. I think you're fine? I don't know. I've been doing game development.

still early, but not as much

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Reunion

(For legal reasons, I am obligated to note that the timeline of this RP chunk does not necessarily follow the same timeline as my actual actions. Please check underneath the <<<000>>> divider when processing my post.)

The Core charges forward, tugging on its chain and launching into a rending spin. Keane staggers back a tile with the brunt of the blow, but otherwise doesn't falter.

KEANE: ...Ghhh.
KEANE: ...Nice hit. But it didn't kill me, did it?
KEANE: I didn't even take any damage. That should be proof enough of my capacity to resist your Reunion.
KEANE: Also, news flash, you imbecilic tri-diots: have you forgotten the name of the game?
KEANE: It's called Destroy the Godmodder for a reason. People have defeated those who are just like your master twice- no, three entire times before, and you're seriously going to claim that we don't have what it takes... to destroy the Godmodder again?
KEANE: How pathetic. Keep deluding thyself further- it will only render you blind to our strength.

Keane reaches forth, Harmony manifesting in his hands. He plucks a string on the sawblade banjo experimentally, and a bewitching note is produced, vibrations echoing throughout what remains of the Sphere. Perhaps, it is the note Desolation plays...?

KEANE: ...It's no Probability-Stopping Sign, and it's nothing like a keytar or harp... but I think this will do nicely.

He raises a hand once more and strums, before continuing to play the E.G.O. turned Spoil of War. The sound-waves of the sawblade banjo's enchanting melody ripple throughout the air, continuing to play even as Keane steps forward, bringing the banjo down in an arc. The metal blade flashes, and the Core recoils as its scar reopens, the pure energy of Ordo spilling out and burning its flesh of flux.

KEANE: Hopeless?
KEANE: WRONG. I think NOT.
KEANE: Your 'love' is a mere facsimile of the emotion. What does an abomination like you know of it, when all you have done is brought more suffering into this world?

Keane slashes twice more in an X formation. The Ordo spills out into the new channels, sizzling and intensifying as it reacts with the Sleuth's aura of pulchritude, and the already Ordo-infused air in the Sphere.

KEANE: But you know what? Let's trade. An eye for an eye.
KEANE: As much agony to you in your final moments, as you have caused to all others across time and space!

Two more strikes, one split horizontal, the other vertical, as the music reaches a crescendo. Keane beckons the Chairheir forward to take up Harmony alongside him, and assist in the blow to the Butterfly.

KEANE: Hear me now, Trinity the Core, Eye Facing the Present! This is your final hour, and for your sins, the deaths of all the Chairians consumed by the Iti, and the horrors wrought by your false descendance, you must face your EXECUTION!
KEANE: BEGONE!
CHAIRHEIR: wait who me, uhhhh
CHAIRHEIR: Now! Join your master in his eternal hell!

The Chairheir's throne glides across the ground (menacingly) up towards the Butterfly. He nearly runs over Keane, knocking him up into the air and onto the back of his throne. A series of wooden arms shoot from the throne, grasping Harmony tight. The arms jam Harmony into the Core, while Keane further empowers the blade with beams prismatic light! The saw divides the eye right in half! But they don't stop there. Working in tandem, Keane and the Chairheir saw through the divided halves of the eye, quartering it! Eight-ing it! Sixteenth-ing it! Harmony's sawblade is nearly dull by the time the eye has been nearly sundered from existence, torn into something along the lines of two-hundred fifty six separate ribbons.

With a final swift slash, what remains of the Core Butterfly is catapulted into the air, still ablaze with the flames of Ordo. The Airship glows, Ordo-infused copies fanning out to encircle the maimed abomination and fire upon it in a perfect synchronicity, before, finally, the Eye is obliterated in a blaze of holy, pulchritudinous fire.



After Remiel Kritzkreigs Keane, Keane moves to H17 and uses Harmony on the Core('s dead body). He then self-applies Lucky34, waits for after Cypress' normal turn and casts Channel Magic on himself, Cloning the statuses to Asha.

---

Chloe Blood Adventure 3: Altar the Bloodgeon

Keane studies the offending altar, deep in thought.

KEANE: ...Yeah, that's not ideal.
KEANE: Maybe we can make, like... fake hands? And then drip-feed it blood so it doesn't shut off...?
KEANE: I dunno. It's harder to destroy random sewer altars than I thought...

---

Thymium Paint Adventures: Problem Simp
(This section is slightly out of order, but that's mostly for ease of response and so we don't have a situation where the conversation is chronologically both before and after Keane goes to Chaos to open a tab.)

Chaos unfolds like a fountain, beginning to spurt out beer all over the floor. Keane takes a step back, clearly not having expected that.

KEANE: ...I-I was thinking the beer would be, like, in a refillable mug, or something, b-but... I guess this works?
KEANE: ...Thanks.

Keane retrieves an inexplicable glass bar mug from the inventory, filling it up at the spout, and returns to Sakura with it just in time for her to explain her reasons for being disgusted by him, or rather the lack of reasons why she is disgusted at him. She just doesn't vibe with people, normally. Keane nods, quietly mumbling "mood" to himself.

KEANE: Ah, fair enough, then.
KEANE: I'm glad it's not something I did in particular. That would simply be unforgivable on my part.

As Sakura complains about the stupidity of nobles, Keane throws his hands up in the air.

KEANE: Finally, someone understands!
KEANE: A while back, there was this guy at one of my father's functions with an entire pack of pavlov dogs as pets.
KEANE: Later, we found a schrödinger cat standing over his shattered body, 'cos apparently he was too bonedamned stupid to know you don't follow a yipping pavlov dog! Because that gets you mauled!
KEANE: Of course, this was the same guy who kept hounding me to invest in his startup. Which was supposed to predict the future by getting randos off the street to flip coins. So really, the bar was so low it's a tripping hazard on the Destyx.
KEANE: Haah, this is the most intelligent conversation I've had in awhile, I think!

Do we have Spark's corpse? Keane sure as hell doesn't know.

KEANE: An eight-digit code is doable. I'll probably have to get some of my reserve from my ship afterwards, but it should be relatively uneventful otherwise.
KEANE: ...Mmm, but the biometric scanners are a problem. I don't think it's a habit of the Spherebreakers to save the corpses of their enemies, and most of the shapeshifters would probably object to us cracking open the Spark Vault™.
KEANE: Also he turned into a giant Iti and then the Sphere shot an orbital laser strike at him. He's... probably disintegrated, and if not, it might not even be recognizable by the scanners...

Keane wisely decides to omit the fact that Spark's coreshards are currently in the inventory, powering everyone's fancy T3 trait except JOE.

Oh, but that trash can is a problem, isn't it.

KEANE: The inventory doesn't appear to have any orbital missiles in it... we could probably make some, but that'd take too long.
KEANE: If worst comes to worst, I could crash my ship into it remotely? It's got most of my stuff in it, but that's kind of moot if we're all dead, so.
KEANE: I'll try to activate its weapons remo- oh.

Keane holds the corner of a gigantic blob of Thyme Matter by his thumb and forefinger. Upon closer inspection, the blob appears to be a cell phone that has been heavily thymecursed by the Thymefield. Keane discards the blob over his shoulder.

KEANE: Yeah, so, I don't think the Thymefield likes my cell phone.
KEANE: Actually, hmm. The trash can was part of WARE's Descendancy attacks, so if the group in the Sphere can defeat TRINITY before the trash can eats the planet, it will probably disappear?
KEANE: Probably. I'm not a scientist.
KEANE: We're already making good time on beating the absolute crap out of TRINITY, so we'll definitely win!~

Keane seems optimistic about the party's chances. And with good reason, too, given the absolute apocalypse of the Great Rapture Nia Cobaltstrike Bunkerdunking. Soon, he'll become communism itself, and smite the Butterfly.

---

...?

As Keane's thyme-encrusted phone sits where it was tossed to the wayside, it begins to soak up the endless flow of beer. The Thyme begins to shift and coalesce (mixing even more with the alcohol), fading to a pale pinkish grey as limbs begin to form.

As the transformation completes, the world's smallest, chubbiest Seeker awakens on the grass. To be honest, it's about the least intimidating Seeker ever formed- it's too pudgy to run properly, too smol to eat anyone, and its eyes wobble freely in their sockets, like googly eyes. The most identifying feature of the creature is the cell phone incorporated into its pudgy stomach, circuitry spreading out from the edges of the screen, incorporated perfectly into the biological design.

The surprisingly docile Seeker sits in its spot for a second, completely overcome by the sheer spontaneity of its existence, before noticing its position and immediately chomping down on a small tuft of grass next to its face, apparently content to graze for now. Or maybe it's just not the sharpest seeker in the sphere. Who knows.

<<<000>>>

Adria, surrounded by what is easily way too many explosives and something best described as a mini-death... doesn't even flinch. She retorts, mocking TRINITY.

ADRIA: "Where do you get such misguided hope?"
ADRIA: I dunno, where do you get your misguided hope?

ADRIA: That was only a sliver of our potential.
ADRIA: We still have significantly more fight in us than that.
ADRIA: What have you got, a death laser with the accuracy of a drunkard?
ADRIA: No wonder each of you failed to even deter us whenever you ever got involved.

ADRIA: Your creator must be disappointed in you.

Meanwhile, a loud, commanding shout booms from the airship after it's powered up. It's Boshi!

BOSHI: (Ready the cannons! OPEN FIRE!)

The ship takes off to perform the EXECUTION!

As the Core is shot to bits and with the Buffstack building into the power of a god, she smirks.

ADRIA: Ahhh, the way history repeats itself is so pleasant to see, is it not?

ACTUAL ACTION

Adria waits for Keane to get his full Buffstack, with Enlightened29.

Adria uses the Cobalt Scar!

ADRIA: You never had any advantage.

Adria then uses Skynet to temporarily steal Keane's Enlightened29, then uses Abyssal Vortex (+22.5 Buff Levels from everything combined), knocking out all Unfiltered Malices. Adria uses Instant Suffocation on the Reaper. It can't attack Adria so long as she has the Scar. The turns have tabled, hard. She then sends the Enlightened29 back to Keane via Skynet.

...

While Adria is busy being basically invincible, she notices a particular energy signature on Nia. The Ordovenom Hannah gave her.

ADRIA: ...That vial has an immense amount of energy in it.
ADRIA: Nia, dear, if there's any time to use... whatever that is, now might be the time.

---

...

Hannah can't help but snicker at Alicia's little misfortune. Though something about warping time comes up, and Hannah had to interject.

HANNAH: I'm... not sure if you've noticed, but uh...
HANNAH: I come from a place where time warping tech is pretty usual, regulated, and such.
HANNAH: Actually, everyone in my... I guess, "group" is. Adria, Sophie, Dorothy, my mother (don't mind the commotion), we all use it.
HANNAH: Adria knows the most out of all of us.
HANNAH: Though other than us, there's a few others that can manipulate time too.

HANNAH: ...But anyway, I'm rambling.

...Hannah looks at Maria, whose back is likely turned to her. Oh boy. A cold sweat comes over Hannah. It sucks, but... she's gotta do it.

HANNAH: ...Can you gimme a sec, Alicia? There's... um... something I need to do, real quick.

She hops up from the couch and approaches Maria. She tries not to appear nervous in front of her, but...

HANNAH: U-um... hey, Maria.

Destiny observes the Reaper of Minds. During her turn in the buffstack hell, she uses a Channel Magic scroll to clone her statuses to Teag. She then moves to L19 before using Stellar Assassin on the Combined using Weakness technique.

BATTLES - THE GREAT BUFFSTACKENING OF 2022

Star waits to receive the buffstack from Cypress.

Star then activates Shadow Blend for the Swift2 and and moves to (M14). They then cast Soaring Rush (with 19 buff levels thanks to Enlightened and Protoenergy), flying to Q13. From there, they attack southeast with their diagonal Range 2 Cone, hitting the Combined three times with Thyme damage thanks to Ordo.

Modifiers:
- 30% weakness (Thyme)
- Buffs:
-- Max Stellar Wind (+40%)
-- Protoenergy (+10%)
-- Soaring Rush with 19 buff levels (+80%)
-- Whip form against Burning target (+30%)
-- Empowered41 (+205%)
-- Ordo (+40%)
- * 66% as a final modifier
- 3 hits, with Armorpierce8
- 58 CRT
- Kritzkrieg (1/3 chance to fullcrit)

After all of this, Star Infinidrops an Infinifruit into the inventory in case anyone needs Swift1.

Taeda should use the Creation Glyph to spawn a Defiler, Scourgeking, Seeker Sphere, and Betrayer disguised as a Locust -- the former two near / behind her, the Seeker Sphere wherever, and the Betrayer-Locust as out of harm's way as she can manage. She should then tank Glory and Praise if no one else is doing it.

"I figured blowing all the resources we had left at this point on the Airship wasn't a bad thought, so I'm happy to have seen this one coming," Venia says, nodding at Ire. "The White Thorn was constructed around the Incandescent Key; the only reason I didn't create another Revelation's Ruin is because the Ruin's workings were better for something man-portable, while the White Thorn would be vehicle-mounted. Still, energy efficiency is an issue, the power requirement is ridiculous..."

And then the Chairheir puts forth their power. "Oh, yeah, that'd fix it right up."

Venia manifests one of her maids upon the Airship, mounting the controls and bombarding the Core with everything she can give it. Simultaneously, Venia herself keeps up the fight down there, turning back to the Combined.

"... You have a point, I've known Nia for only so long..." Venia says. "But you know what? We've saved each others lives at least once each and made life worth living for each other! That's worth more than your worthless, stupid, pathetic loser of an idiot who'd make the disgusting, moronic, hideous things you lot are, and ever have been! Your 'love' is nothing compared to ours! And now it's time for a long-overdue taste of our love, you shitty mockery!"

Venia waits for the infamous Buffstack to be dropped on her, moves to U18, activates Separation to fire northwest (hitting the Crimson Scale, Projection3 and the Combined three times). She toggles Kickstart My Heart again for more Ordo. She then turns her head to the Ainfini, and the results rolled with Her Gaze.

"... Hrm, drink milk with psychic backlash, become immune to dying for a little bit, or... Oooh, that one looks like an ocean of Nia! More Nia can't hurt, right?"

Venia naturally selects 1, completely oblivious to the gigantic deathtrap she has narrowly dodged by the power of bisexuality.

Meanwhile, Persephone moves to R16, face-to-face with the Combined, and whips out the fully built-up Super Soak for a straight north shot. She retreats to S17-where Venia uses Hope Rides Eternal to shunt her to U15. This allows Nia herself to move to R16 and use her Super Soak northwards, twice. All substat buffs go to Beech.

---

???

-later???-

The Lab

-later-

Kalis moves to M17 and uses a Channel Magic Scroll on Asha, copying Asha's absurd stack of buffs onto themselves. They activate Rerepresent, spawning Kalis2 on M18, also with the absurd stack of buffs. Then Kalis2 casts Channel Magic to copy their buff stack onto Venia while Kalis2 casts Channel Magic to copy Venia's buff onto Bergilmir.

[Battle - preliminary I dunno what to do in full]

MainJOE and MirrorJOE should both have Eterna 1, 3 GP and Goneblossom 1 per last round; and 2 fruit as mirror image is a summoning spell.

MainJOE moves to M19, activates Reality Lens - Endless Farming (non-Crop-Sign variant) (activatable this round because the crop sign got destroyed, there's precedent last battle. Overlaps Core's position, so it'll die inside the Crop Sign!), swift casts Terraform (Booster Tiles: J16,K16. Fortified Tile: wherever Nidra is going to be, it has not been specified as I write this.), purchases Blockmelon(GP upgrade: 3 Cost, unlocks Blockmelon Skill, +3 AC and +6 SHP) with the 3 GP he has, and then uses Blockmelon(Skill: +3 Divine Shields).


MirrorJOE also swift-casts terraform, putting Booster Tiles at L16 and M16, and Fortified on M19; moves to Q23, purchases Blockmelon (GP upgrade: 3 Cost, unlocks Blockmelon Skill, +3 AC and +6 SHP) as well, and uses Blockmelon(Skill: +3 Divine Shields).


(Both JOEs use their item actions to repair the Axe, since they're not doing anything more important with them.)

[World]
[Craft]
The Spherebreakers are going to need more Scrolls Of Channel Magic! They're flying off the nonexistent shelves! In even greater demands than the Knowledgepoints! The nature of crafting, however, means he'll have to improvise a bit! Last time he used a reasonable material for the paper and rods, and Thyme Matter for the ink, so this time he's going to use a reasonable material for the ink, and iti parts for the paper and rods! Godtorn Hide is very durable and enchantable, and hide is totally a valid replacement for paper! and, it's not as varied as I'd prefer, but the Bones Of God are the only other Iti material which contains a rigid probably-cylindrical shape, save for the warbanners(we have none) and the scourgeking standards (we have 2, which is only enough for one scroll, logically)! This craft is seeming worryingly ordinary!
Fortunately for everyone who'll be using these scrolls, a full search of the inventory reveals no excessively dangerous non-iti Ink candidates! Well, except Fluxblood, but I'm not quite reckless enough to use that while literally fighting the chaos butterflies. As such, JOE simply retrieves an Inkwrought Veil, the perfect choice for Ink because it makes Ink!
First step, JOE stretches out the Godtorn hide pieces and carefully trims the edges into the appropriate shape. He then terraforms a convenient pit of extra-hot lava and leaves the Hide there to tan. While that happens, he picks out several bones of the appropriate shape and size - basically, straight line, diameter like a human's fist or less- and uses the Will Of The Crops to, eventually, hack the durable bones into many pieces of the appropriate length. Returning to the hide, he picks it up off the lava and destroys the lava- it's important to clean up after yourself- then looks it over. Hm, yes,good, the hairs on the Lava side all got burned off. JOE wraps the hide sheets around the bones, and uses shards of leftover bone from hacking the bones into better pieces to affix the sheets. This is followed by unrolling the sheets again, and using an Inkwrought veil to create the ink needed to illustrate Channel Magic's channel page and channel the magic of channel magic into the magic channels (of the flesh and bones) so people can channel their magic through the scrolls of channel magic to channel magic from one person to another using channel magic.

(The intended result is the same as last time / to create more Channel Magic Scrolls!)

Battle
Channel Magic (Status Copy) from Keane to Marron.
Wait for Omo.
Channel Magic (Status Copy) from Marron to Destiny.
Power Nap self.

Teag stays still and activates his special and hits Combined with a Slashing-type attack, unless it is already downed, in which case he hits Cursed with a Piercing-type attack. This time he DOESN'T activate Vitalstrike and DOESN'T use Field Disruptor... just kidding, he does.

House

"...Admittedly, yes, I should probably have expected that answer."

Blacklight sighs.

"If it's any consolation, it's unlikely to succeed given the team of people currently going up against it."

---

Zone 6 - The Eclipsed Citadel

Just holding out for a bit longer? Lato can manage that. At least, she's pretty sure she can. There's kind of a lot of seekers, and the scourgeking doesn't make it any easier to deal with. Still, she has a plan.

"Acknowledged."

Lato backs up slightly, moving into the section of the sewer just barely south of where she already was. That way, she reasons the numbers won't matter, since only like one or two seekers can reach her at a time. The tricky part is monitoring two exact opposite directions at the same time.

...Oh wait she can just Mirror Image and set the mirror to guard the south. Going back to back with herself is a little weird, but if it works, why not do it? Her and her copy then prepare to violently maim any seeker foolish enough to get close.

---

Battle in the Sphere - The Precipice of Oblivion

The triofusion falls silent for a moment, then tilts their head at the trinity.

"Okay, firstly, Goddamned Raft wasn't ours. EN made it. Secondly, you're talking mad trash for someone who already had one of your components get obliterated. And thirdly, combat is nowhere near concluded. Better hope you can balance banter and battle. Speaking of which..."

Lato briefly breaks away from the rest of the fusion to participate in executing the Core, and does so marvelously if I do say so myself, then returns to the triofusion and resumes where she left off.

...That battle action down there is good enough of a descriptor, so I left it alone.

The triofusion waits for buffs to be applied to it since that's in the plan somewhere IIRC, then it moves to F19 and attacks the Reaper of Minds.

---

Sphere Waiting Room

...I know the post is after mine but it's the only one I've noticed so-

EN shrugs at Alicia.

"Eh, 'ad t' set up some stuff fer th' future, jus' in case. Ain't been doin' too much tha' y'all need t' know 'bout. Jus' felt like showin' up 'ere since ah've naw got stuff t' set up no more."

She pulls out a pair of binoculars and peers at the ongoing battle, then turns her attention back to Alicia.

"So, they're out there doin' th' big important thin', eh?"

Alicia gives a thumbs up as Hannah decides that she needs to have a Conversation.

ALICIA: Do what you need to! I'll be hanging around here, I don't think I can poke my head in to the other side of things just yet.

Alicia turns on her heel as soon as she hears EN walk into the waiting room. Then she appears, well... next to her. Alicia is almost deceptively tall.

ALICIA: Mommy! It's been ages since we saw you around here! What have you been up to?
ALICIA: Something fascinating, I'm sure! Neither of us have seen you around for a hot minute so we really don't know!

---

Auth floats over to T20, and casts Gratitude on Asha.