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[Bluexdog]

Big Daddy is rather heavy, Big Daddy jerks around and manages to get free. punch lynchs gut

[Powder Miner]

"If I'm getting a weapon drawn on me... Wait, that's a sword, and it's not an energy sword! Shit! Cult of Nar-Sie? Are you the fuckers trying to summon the reality-eating demon? Did I just teleport into a cultist base, what the fuck."
Out comes her "weapon", though it's a circular saw, clearly not something actually designed a weapon.
"_{Shit. There's no way I can take this many cultists on at once.} FUCK. I'm not even fucking security!"
Her posture changes, from a defensive one to that of someone preparing to bolt.

[Twinwolf]

"Hard to explain. I don't think there's any cultists here. Unless you're one. In which case, if you try to sacrifice us, I'm going to have to shoot you. She drew the sword 'cause there's been a couple crazy people who tried to attack before."

[SOLDIER First]

"What-- cult?! Are you daft? Do we look like we belong to any cults _{Grima nonwithstanding} to you?"
Eirika lowers her sword, which is very obviously a rapier and not the usual knife-sized weapons Nar'Sie's cult usually carries.

[TCM]

Lynch takes the punch to the stomach without any regard for defense; Lynch don't flinch. He lands a massive right hand into Big Daddy's "jaw", the sound resonating like a runaway 16-wheeler just plowed into the side of a building.

[Twi]

[I WILL HAVE MYSELF.]

[...So will you be lonely?]
Status of Yamal: Still distracting. Also, still liberating people of their alcohol for the People.

[Bluexdog]

well lynch leaves a dent but itll buff out. Big Daddy uses his heavy metal helmet to head but his opponent

[Powder Miner]

"Unless I'm a cultist? Are you daft? Am I wearing the armored robes, or holding the red-glowing sword, or speaking of the "Geometer of fucking Blood"... which... none of you are wearing, holding, or doing?"
She puts a palm to her face, and sees the lowering of Eirika's sword as sufficient reason to stick the head of her saw back into her bag, albeit not totally stowing it.
"Ah, fuck me. Alright, you don't look like the Cult of Nar'Sie, no. Which leads to the question: Where the fuck am I? I don't know any other groups which use magic and legitimate, pre-space-era swords, but you don't have the whole blood magic thing going on. I went through a portal and bluespace fucked me over and sent me... wherever here is, if you need an explanation. Instead of dumping into space to suffocate, like it usually would.""

[TCM]

Big Daddy's headbutt results in a loud crack and a lot of blood, but Lynch continues to stand. He rushes Big Daddy, pinning him against the wall. The wall dents.

Aesford walks into the Gym, with a plate of chicken and sauce. "Look, a new person. Are we sacrificing them?"

[Projeck37]

"Based on the outfit and the saw, I'd say you're either a torturer or a doctor."
Ashley looks up and down the new person.

[Bluexdog]

Big Daddy pushes lynch back and steps out of the ring.

"I believe we are done with are match shall we call it a tie?"

[Twinwolf]

"Very funny Aesford. Except not.

A spaceship, is the answer to where we are."

[SOLDIER First]

Eirika shoots Aesford an incredible death glare.
"Yes, you are still in space, no I do not know how you got here, yes I am holding an actual sword, no I am not from the same universe as you, please ask someone else because I am TIRED."
She slips down into a sitting position.
Grima doesn't answer. ITE almost thinks he won't reapond, until..
[.....YES.]

[TCM]

Aesford shrugs, "I'm not the one pulling out all my weapons. I'm just here to grub." He takes a bite of chicken.

_{"...yeah. Good fight."} Lynch wipes some blood off of his face and holds out his hand.

[Twinwolf]

"Oh yeah, that. You know the Multiverse Theory? Not a theory anymore."