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[kj1225]

"So... miss Constanza. Do you... have any activities you like to do?"

[GreatWyrmGold]

<... God DAMNIT. I go off to have a FUCKING vacation for a couple days, relax, try to calm down, and you fuckers STILL won't stop trying to yell at me. THIS HAD BETTER BE FUCKING GOOD.>

<Apocalypse potentially negated by your presence. You can go back to your vacation right afterwards if they don't bind you to another family line.>

"Hey Will, How many people are standing in the crater? I count two. But that seems wrong."
Yomiko tilts her head at will.

"Hm?"

No one questions [Grandiose's] presence? At all?

Yes, because that's the most pressing concern.
And because we wouldn't spring a crook with a save-or-die spell in this kind of scenario.

“... That statement does not seem possible. Assessment: they are lying."

"See, that's what I thought to. A psychescan later and I discovered the truth: Omnipotence ain't what it's cracked up to be.>

[Sanure]

The real Grandiose is standing beside Thera, "I wouldn't dare allow myself to be killed off that easily~ Beside's I like seeing how people react to my fakes. It also gives us a chance to assess their abilities." Sneaky Grandiose.

Yomiko keeps her head tilted to will.

[Twi]

"Smarter than I gave you credit."

[Sanure]

"Thank you kindly, mistress Thera~" The real grandiose laughs gleefully.

The fake Grandiose hands the now complete painting of Selesnarna to Selesnarna.

[ragnarok97071]

Constanza sighs. “Twenty, Dumah. Twenty minutes. Destroying them is a waste of effort. Carrot before stick.”
“... If they produce Shis’m Caes within twenty minutes, they will be spared.”
“......No, I do not. Having been in a mental hospital before, I did not get out much. There is no time for this. If you do not produce Shys’m Caes within twenty minutes, I believe Dumah will quite gleefully obliterate that nice house of yours.”
The fire-haired girl twitches as the Space Marine touches her, one of her black spears becoming a blur as it narrowly misses his knee, with him only avoiding it by scant inches. Then she turns back around and throws another half-dozen spears at Grand, impaling his clone all over its body "I like toy people. I can cut them up without worrying too much about people getting mad~"

[mcclay]

Constanza sighs. “Twenty, Dumah. Twenty minutes. Destroying them is a waste of effort. Carrot before stick.”
“... If they produce Shis’m Caes within twenty minutes, they will be spared.”
“......No, I do not. Having been in a mental hospital before, I did not get out much. There is no time for this. If you do not produce Shys’m Caes within twenty minutes, I believe Dumah will quite gleefully obliterate that nice house of yours.”
The fire-haired girl twitches as the Space Marine touches her, one of her black spears becoming a blur as it narrowly misses his knee, with him only avoiding it by scant inches. Then she turns back around and throws another half-dozen spears at Grand, impaling his clone all over its body "I like toy people. I can cut them up without worrying too much about people getting mad~"

"THAT WAS FUCKING UNCALLED FOR! WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU ASSHOLES AND WHATS PREVENTING ME FROM FUCKING PLASTERING YOUR FUCKING JUMPED UP DIVINE FUCKING FACES TO THE FUCKING SIDEWALK WITH MY MOTHERFUCKING POWER BAT!?"

[GreatWyrmGold]

<Hey, Shys'm? Do you have an ETA? You have twenty minutes until all of us, including Selina and Yuri, bite the big one.>

[RangerCado]

"You two do realize that unless your power is on par with Shys'm Caes, we could probably kill you through pure magical focus."

[GreatWyrmGold]

"The current, ie sealed power of Shys'm Caes? Sure. But they can best continents, so our odds aren't so good."

Nuriel is watching, worried.

[Sanure]

The fake grandiose laughs sinisterly, "It was fun beautiful~" The fake turns into paint and splatters the ground before disappearing.

[ragnarok97071]

“Thin’ tha armor-mon wanssa scrap. Canna killim, mon?”
“Give him twenty minutes too.”
“Jus’ no fun ‘round here, mon.”

<I’ll be there shortly.>

[mcclay]

“Thin’ tha armor-mon wanssa scrap. Canna killim, mon?”
“Give him twenty minutes too.”“Jus’ no fun ‘round here, mon.”

<I’ll be there shortly.>

Angerus snorts and chills out with Cult, periodically making notes on a tablet he pulled out of his armor.

[Sanure]

"..." Yomiko has begun examining the beings in the crater looking for weakpoints.

[Twi]

"...Do you mind if we head back inside? My geiger counter is being very distressing at me. "