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Last event post!! <3
It was almost over...
The last part of the game, and the last part of his plan. A plan he had never spoken aloud, a plan he hadn't really thought much of... A plan much bigger than some stupid game, or some stupid humans.
Maybe others weren't conscious of how far the control the Messengers had on them went, but the puppet master could feel each small tug of his own strings.
Today, he started playing a different game.
It was all about his last traitor, his last card in the game, the last movement in this mad game... Ratatosk chuckled as the group arrived to the last floor. He gave a long lingering look in Her direction... He knew his goddess' eyes could easily reach this place.
It had been a while since he had felt something like this.
"Welcome... Are you all prepared for our last fight?"
The last part of the game, and the last part of his plan. A plan he had never spoken aloud, a plan he hadn't really thought much of... A plan much bigger than some stupid game, or some stupid humans.
Maybe others weren't conscious of how far the control the Messengers had on them went, but the puppet master could feel each small tug of his own strings.
Today, he started playing a different game.
It was all about his last traitor, his last card in the game, the last movement in this mad game... Ratatosk chuckled as the group arrived to the last floor. He gave a long lingering look in Her direction... He knew his goddess' eyes could easily reach this place.
It had been a while since he had felt something like this.
"Welcome... Are you all prepared for our last fight?"
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OOC: Well, boys and girls. The place is fucking filled with shadows for a moment, then filled with shadowy Ratatosks. Feel free to hit them with nondescript attacks, or write about how much you kill them shadows.
As a fact, the guys never stop appearing. And the real Ratatosk is nowhere to be seen :)
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I suppose I can lend a hand here. [Bites his finger... He's drawing pretty art xDDD]
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MATA COSAS.]
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Get ready, then.
[WELCOME TO THE WONDERFUL WORLD OF DARK MAGIC, BOYS AND GIRLS.
And damn it's messy, you may feel dizzy or nauseous, there is a ridiculous amount of magic here, on the good side the Ratatosk clones are poofing out, and now, we have one puppet master, basically chilling on his seat.]
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Sadly it is over.
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/passerby
*RUEDA*
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Below them the Messengers decide who plays the game. There are three of them, one for Order, one for Chaos and one for Destiny.
Below them, us Observers. We are the ones that play games, the ones that bring the Messengers' wills to the world.
Below them, the Branded. They are just barely aware of what happens in this world, yet they keep it moving.
Below them, the Pawns.
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I will play the game too, not among the lowly, but among the highest powers.
The road has been set, may those who walk it find Freedom.
[Oh, cue the evil laughter.]
3/?*se divierte*
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[Turns his back to where Ratatosk was, starts walking away slowly, thoughtful...]
There is nothing left to see. I'd suggest all of you to go out and rest. You deserve it.
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SOMEWHERE...
Re: SOMEWHERE...