Armok wakes up, sees the mess, looks ar records of what happened while he was asleep, and make a decision.
He telekinetically pull Sofia close to him, some kind of space-time shield forms around him, Little, and Sofia, then he whips up a remote control from his pocket and press a big red button marked "reset" on it.
The entire universe is vaporized, the vapor is vaporized, the particles that makes up the resulting plasma are converted into pure radiation. Then the the reconstruction is preformed.
...
It's a cavernous hall, reminiscent in scale and structure of a cathedral, carved out of the surrounding material by running water. there are gigantic structures resembling stalagmites or icicles. The room is lit by a awe-inspiring if slightly tacky collection of pulsing, multicoloured stars that hover near the roof, although they are helped a bit in tricky spaces by large candles protruding from the floor. Across the hall hangs a giant banner informing you that indeed you have come to "RP once more: Of Hugs, Nostalgia, and Forum Nonsense.".
Fine art is covering the walls, and on the floor are several statue gardens, there are also a few gazebos strewn about.
Most of the floor is however furnished as that of an oversized Victorian livingroom, in a theme of very dark wood and blood-red silk. Another thing to notice is the various scientific and communication equipment strewn about, as well as large piles of what can best be described as "random stuff". the general expression is that of being messy, overstocked, and a futile attempt at sophistication.
Oh, and did I mention the various booze-based, Taj Mahal style waterworks? There are a lot of them strewn about.
The only current residents are Armok, Little, and Sofia. Armok is holding Sofia and Little as if protecting them from something, but there is nothing else there.
Armok gets up and lets out a sigh.
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