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[Twi]

"Ah, differrrrent Medea. Oh, well."


Marie tut-tut's at Fluffy.

"The strong do what they can, and the weak suffer what they must. Or, TL;DR: Quit whining."

[Empiricist]

"I repeat, where is your universe's Selina? Assuming your universe is similar to mine, then she would be with you all."

[Again_Dejavu]

Fluffy keeps fighting

[OREOSOME]

"Oh. So, we're the crowd, then. Whoopee. This'll probably be bad. It's only a matter of time till someone starts either quoting Gladiator, or they order someone to 'Release the Lions!' And then whoever's in the arena gets mauled."
He heads into the stands, confused, slightly.

[Twi]

"Ugh...Idiotic cat."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((G'night, I'm out.))

[Projeck37]

Isaac falls from randomly in the air onto the ground with a loud thump. He's in his space suit thing.
"What the..?"
He looks around.

[Empiricist]

"Oh, another one. Cyrielle Taylor, nice to meet you. Using the broadest definition of 'nice' and 'meet'."

[Projeck37]

"Where's Medea..?"
He seems a bit too confused as his projection suit goes away.
Rot!MG Ashley walks up.
"Are you alright, sir?"
"Y-Yeah.."

[Empiricist]

"*sigh* _{Is magic powered by drug use or something?} She's literally right next to you!" Cyrielle gestures towards Medea.

[Projeck37]

"Sorry, the faceplate was a bit foggy.. where am I?"

[Empiricist]

"A room. With other people. I know nothing else about this place except that it's suppressing our magic."

[Projeck37]

"Hmmm... That's odd.. Also, you look a lot like someone that I know.."
He looks at RotMG!Ashley
"Oh..?"

[Again_Dejavu]

Fluffy keeps attacking
"Help me out here!"

[Empiricist]

"Where's Selina? Your universe's, Selina that is. We could get her to tune our bracelets onto the same frequency."