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[finalbows]

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[ Angel Devil. ]
[  chatcube, or action. ]
[ if you're visiting the rose barn,
look for the door with the creepy bat-and-angel-wing sigil on it. Knock first! Or get zapped. ]

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[failsaver]

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So you are going to conveniently tell me that you protected them because of the mind control. Wow, I'm sure racking up my debts to Miss Azdaja here, haha.

[finalbows]

Shut up! My will is my own! I've resisted greater powers than Blossom's pathetic self!

[failsaver]

So you protected them out of your own free will, because you cared about what happened to them!

[ checkmate loser ]

[finalbows]

I hate you. On a personal level.

[failsaver]

Is that your most villainous insult?

[finalbows]

As the sun lends me no ear, I pray instead to the twin moons. I beseech thee, wondrous moonlight, grant me my only wish.

That this feeble-minded cur be vanished from my sight.

[failsaver]

Nope!

[finalbows]

..."nope," he says.

That's partly Lord Avon, you cultureless putz. It's a better line than worth gracing your ears.

[failsaver]

Hahaha. You're such an interesting guy, Angel Named Devil. I'm glad we're friends.

[finalbows]

We are far from friends.

[failsaver]

Right, right. You're an irredeemable villain incapable of forging bonds with others, even the flock members you're protecting of your own free will! How could I forget?

[finalbows]

If you're not full of it, yes, I really can't. I'm...

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_{[ > Muffin. ]}

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Flocks. Only. You said. Just to the other five.

[failsaver]

Juuust to the other five! What's wrong, Angel Named Devil? Don't tell me there's someone else you care about, that you can't conveniently excuse with mind control! That would be absurd for an irredeemable villain like you, wouldn't it?

[finalbows]

Go die in a ditch. That one looks suiting.

[failsaver]

Wow, that's only the -- well, I've lost count of how many times someone's said that to me. Maybe the sixtieth? Seventieth?

Aaaaanyway, the point is, I'm bad at dying. Terrible. Absolutely awful at it. Sorry, sir, you're stuck with me.

[ <--- pings like resurrection ]

[finalbows]

Ugh. Disgusting.

_{[ they're two of a kind. ]}

[failsaver]

Soooo. If nobody trusts you and nobody trusts me, we might as well be friends.

What are you gonna do now? Except sulk and make empty threats.

[finalbows]

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Try to figure out a way to gather enough power to force a corridor between here and whence I came. Leave.

[failsaver]

Hey, same here. I need to stop a war.

Let's do it.

[finalbows]

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You're not going to see if I'm lying at all, are you. You're an idiot.

[failsaver]

Your mind control didn't work on me. I felt it happen, but it didn't do anything. It was like being tranquilized except the tranquilizer was just water.

Maybe you're the same. Who knows!

[finalbows]

....

<sub>[ curls up on his side on the goddamn rock.



he's tired. ]</sub>

[failsaver]

[ flops on the ground ]

Why was there a cube with your voice hovering in midair?

[finalbows]

Astral projection. You can do it too, Weed. Common side effect of often merging the residents' dreams together, even sometimes to those awake.

[failsaver]

Uh. How.