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Current A decade ago when we made that meme "get kid", this isn't exactly what we meant...
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Do you think the reason Jesus Christ doesn't rise again is because we keep putting up crosses and he gets flashbacks on how that went last time?
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6 mos ago
Happy almost crisis!
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9 mos ago
it's not just a rock IT'S A BOULDER!...or whatever Spongebob said
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10 mos ago
I will never show empathy for a bigot or a man who believed empathy is a made up term. Simple as that.
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It truly was amusing to see how these Rozarrian Humes stood up for one another. Even though they all knew that he spoke the truth, they still told Grant that Zodiark was lying. That none of what he said was the truth. It was funny that they thought that, but they had to know that history doesn’t lie. It’s written in stone. And on Grant’s stone tablet, he was the only one of the ROzarrian’s who hadn’t found absolute love - not like that of Lorenzo and Karolina, and Nadeline and Wesley, anyways. Sure, he loves Savayna with what he thinks is his entire heart, but what kind of love can one give if the heart they promised to someone is hollow? That’s really the question Grant has to ask himself.

Indulging in that thought, Zodiark once more turned to Nadeline. He wasn’t sure of it, but he could swear that Ultima’s lack of patience for beating around the bush. “Tell me, Nadeline Lenore, do you wish to keep true loves apart?” Zodiark asked her, smirking, “oh that’s right, you do want that to happen - since you left Wesley in a state of distress back in Dalmasca. Sure, his mother and sister are there, but instead of staying by his side like the loyal fiance you claim to be, you left, which makes you even more of a hypocrite than your uncle here. But hey,” Zodiark shrugged, giving Nadeline a smile, “at least you know what love is. I can't speak for your uncle though.
The Keeper of Precepts could not help but look amused and impressed at how far the Humes have come. All of them, in their own ways, have matured and progressed. If not in power, then in their daring confidence. Jaakuna seems to be an influence on them - probably more than they would be willing to admit. Each and every one of them probably has him to thank for how far they've come. That, in itself, gave Zodiark reason to smile. It pleased him that these people who were so far from being a real threat to anyone have actually gotten to a place where they are no longer a burden to the one who would fight in their place. Instead of relying on someone else, they have the strength to fight with their own power. Whether it was their actual power or the power borrowed by a foreign being, they arrived here. And now they were here in front of their new god. Truly a moment to appreciate how far each and every one of them has come.

He waved one of his arms and produced a throne to sit upon. As he sat down, one of his arms was against the left arm of the chair and he looked at the group. All of their faces seemed to be a mix of anger, fear, and above all else, curiosity. He opened up his one tome and practically ignored Grant. Instead, his eyes went to Nadeline. "How interesting it is to see a young girl such as yourself controlling Ultima's power when it was originally meant for The Blue Rose." After saying that, he looked to Lorenzo, Aloa, and Vlyn. "The Prince here doesn't even have an esper. By all rights, he shouldn't even be here, yet you two are holders of my brother, Zalera." He thought about that wretched brother of his. "Fitting it seems. A weak male controlled by an empowering woman." Two glances went to Savayna and Grant respectively, then staying on Grant. "You must hate feeling like this, Grant. The two women you have loved the most in your entire life keep choosing you for the same man. I suppose seeing your own brother kill your father would make love impossible." Zodiark noted that in his tome, "both of you tainted by hate that you could never truly love someone. Your minds might trick you into believing it, but when it all comes down to it, it's just out of your reach, isn't it?"
For a moment, Savayna paused. She didn’t know white magicks that well. She didn’t study magick as extensively as Nadeline did. She didn’t carry around a giant tome that housed information about everyone and everything to exist in Ivalice, so the form that Nadeline took was foreign to her. However, right as she began that incantation, she realized just what the blonde was doing. The problem with it was that she realized it a second too late.

Savayna started mumbling and as her Mist would focus into her hand and she would thrust it forward, it would appear she was intending to shoot a wave of blizzaja straight for Nadeline and Grant. That was a spell powerful enough to freeze anyone at absolute zero temperatures. However, just as her mouth had opened, no doubt to speak the single word necessary to cast that spell, Nadeline beat her to the punch. Suddenly, as a glyph appeared before her, Savayna was stuck. The Ice Queen was now the one who was frozen.

And boy did she feel every inch of her body writhe as the powerful spell began to affect every hair on her body and attacking her at every possible angle that it could. She struggled, finding herself only able to move within the glyph. Each time she would be able to bang on the forcefield that had surrounded her, the agony of the spell would increase twice of what it was before. And each time Savayna would move an inch, it would increase even more. No matter what she tried and no matter what little room she was allowed to move, none of it worked.

After moments of fighting it, Savayna’s energy had been drained to such a level that she could only stand where she was, still as water as...something happened to her. She shrieked louder than she had before. And after a while, the shrieking went from being human to her tone becoming twisted. It also got to the point where it was no longer feminine. No longer the tone that Savayna normally had. Instead, it seemed to have sounded almost nonhuman - demonic even.

What..is happening?” Shinto asked. He, along with everyone else, was witnessing a literal demonic exorcism. He just couldn’t believe it. And more to the point, what exactly was in Savayna that was causing this to happen.

What strength it must’ve taken Nadeline to keep it up. As she would, the results of her hard work would finally be seen. Savayna’s skin would see its natural color once more and the dark blue and green smoke rise from Savayna’s body. It was like an evil shadow of some sort as. The longer the spell remained active the more apparent it became that something lingered inside Savayna - something that wasn’t quite human. This shadow looked - and more importantly felt - like something oddly familar. The shadow that was expelled seemed to loiter around in the air was making the same demonic sounds that Savayna herself was making at the start of it.

It was pure black. Shapeless. It had eyes all over its body that ranged from jade green to sapphire blue to even a deep red garnet. It blinked and looked at everyone. And for a moment, it seemed to contemplate its options. But as that moment faded, so did the mystery of what it was planning to do.

This black demonic creature had started to swirl around everyone, trapping them inside a gathering whirlpool of blackness. Though it started out small and only one inch thick, it would soon be the height of five feet and trapping the group of Humes inside its claws. In that, the black creature began to show its true form. The black color would fade into various hues of orange and yellow, its shape starting to reveal itself.

There..in the shadow. You see it?” Shinto pointed out, looking closely. It was going too quick, so Shinto would try to make it slow down more. “Slowga,” he said. A glyph of a counterclockwise clock appeared over the gathering typhoon of mist and it would slow its movements just enough for Shinto make it out. When he finally saw, he almost lost his thought at what - or rather, whom - he saw.

With all that he could, Shinto extended his arm out and jerked it back. Using his prowess of the technik of Telekinesis, he forced that creature that had trapped Grant, Nadeline, and the now-unconscious Savayna inside its clutches out and coming towards the others. With one last good measure, his other hand - which was glowing a wicked gold - created chains of a similar shade, laced with the same cleanse-like magick he used to help Lorenzo heal Lannit. In this case, he reverse engineered it to cleanse this creature of the blackness that concealed its identity.

Once it was brought to the ground, chained and unable to escape, the black smoke Mist would fade. Slowly but surely, its face would be revealed. Though Shinto had ideas on who it was, he was surprised. And a bit confused. He was sure he knew who it is.

“I was sure it was Halmarut,” Shinto sounded almost disappointed.

The man simply laughed. He had a dark mane that was nearly as black as the shadow that once cloaked him. Eyes like two garnet stones and his skin was a medium tan shade and slightly wrinkled but not too much. It showed age but also still some youth. He had a weird, almost-animated tattoo that ran from his shoulder along the side of his face that broke into two branches of sorts that stopped at his eyes and continuously flashed red as his eyes would sparkle of the same shade.

He looked around, seeing all of the intrigued faces. He then returned a gaze to Shinto as he simply chuckled “You’re obviously one who has done his research. But, I suppose I shouldn’t expect anything less from a student of the great and wise Blue Rose.” As he would speak, his eyes went to Shion, “I see his mark is well on its way to corrupting your soil. Perhaps a week if you don’t use any magick - three days if you do.” Then, finally, his eyes went to the Archadian Prince in which was being guarded by a wary, protective Lorenzo. It was as if it was a father protecting his son. Or uncle protecting his nephew..“As for him..” He closed his eyes and smiled. “Not the time, huh? Very well.”

What?” Shinto asked, feeling way out of the loop.

“Oh, you’ll find out soon--”

Before he could even say anything, down from the sky came a pale green shadow, As its feet would crash to the ground, an aftershock of mist was created, sending most of everyone back about five paces. Inside the pale green shadow, a form was revealed. First, the bare feet of sickly fleshy green and slowly, as smoke cleared, more of the form was revealed. It would eventually clear and as did the mystery of whom it was. Multiple arms and a cloak of simple beige and a giant tome in two of its hands.

“You’re late.” The man in chains said.

I figured I’d let you have your fun.” The all-too familiar voice said, looking around. He seemed pleased with what happened here.

Zodiark!” Shinto yelled, attempting to rush forward. He was murmuring incantations. But he was too late, for Zodiark was ten steps ahead of him.

As his multiple arms gripped just about everyone who was near: Shinto, Shion, Grant, Savayna, Nadeline, and Lorenzo, the tome would float and surround them all in transparent magick. Before any of them would realize what happened, they would be forced five feet back, wrapped in the same chains that Shinto had created before.

After he had done that simple act, he was over the unconscious Jaakuna. He knelt down to the blond, smiling down at him. “]You continue to impress me, Jackson. You may be ready for it now.

Zodiark’s left upper-arm touched Jaakuna’s face. Almost instantaneously, Jaakuna’s eyes opened up, and he sat upright.. “SAVAYNA NO! GET OUT OF HERE BEFORE—” Just as Jaakuna had said that, he was gone, sucked into a vacuum of space-time magick.

Zodiark stood up and looked at everyone who was no doubt fearing what the almighty Zodiark was planning. “]Rest easy, Humes and Viera. The cradle will rock once again and all of its filth shall be cleansed.” Zodiark would form a portal behind him, “]Blue Rose, if you truly wish to make amends to these Humes, come to my Sky Fortress. Bring them if you wish, but know that if you’re not here within the next sunrise, The Time Scion and The Prodigal Sun will meet fates worse than death. This I can promise you.
When Savayna’s attack was quickly dispelled, she smirked. She [Nadeline] was impressive. The fact she was able to effortlessly cast an advanced fire magick spell and then go to Scourge in the next moment was indeed impressive. The sign of a magnificent mage. And yet it was all for naught.

As Savayna would stab her Trident into the ground, her mist was concentrated into the tips of it and through that one action alone, she sent a wave of unmeasurable brisk winds that the tentacles that had appeared to close them in were frozen solid and posed no threat to Savayna. Then, as she whipped in a circular, clockwise motion, momentum followed as her trident shot out waves of blizzaga, shattering the frozen tentacles.

Her spinning stopped. Not on her own accord, but Savayna found herself gripping her head again. This time, she had her mist still active and because she lost her sense of focus, blizzaga spells would be shot everywhere, putting everyone else in danger of getting hurt. That included Jaakuna.

Shinto acted instinctively. He extended his arm out and a green glyph appeared. “Shellga!” He called out, a veil of magick surrounding everyone, protecting them from the shots of ice magick that looked like they were strong enough to maim them severely.
Yes, Lorenzo stay back. Let the adults talk,” Savayna quipped to Lorenzo before turning her full attention towards Grant and Nadeline.

An impressive display of magick would showcase from both of them as orbs of holy and a wave of Arcana combined into a mix of purple and white, destined to collide with Savayna. She knew the intent was to clash with her, aimed to harm. But in that attack that homed towards her, she knew it lacked the will to kill. She knew, despite it being enough to do her away, it was nothing but an elaborate attempt of simply holding her at bay. The Mist spoke to her. It crackled under itself, telling her exactly what it was created to do. These magicks were not meant to end her life.

That would be their first mistake.

Savayna walked forward as she made no attempt to block. The wave of Holy and Arcana made contact with her. For a moment, she stopped. It appeared to have made a direct impact.

Should we do something?” Shinto asked Shion. He had a thought that if this was left to be continued, it would not end well for anyone.

And as Shinto looked on, he saw something. Savayna was unharmed. She was walking forward, the joint efforts of the Roselias seeming to be reduced to particles of white and dark magicks. And as the particles remained in the air, Savayna raised her free hand and those particles shifted colors. The shades of purple and gold and white changed to various hues of blue and grey. When her arm came down, a spiralling tornado of ice magicks surrounding the two. As it would, brisk winds would pick up and the tornado would close in on them.
As Grant would speak, she took in every word. And as his words would resonate with her, she tipped her head to the side, her eyes growing colder and more empty as time passed. It was also having a strange impact on her Mist. The more her eyes faded from icy blue into pearl white, the more her mist became...unstable. One could note that the mist was familiar to that of Nabudis. How it had such raw, uncontrollable mist that there was absolutely no telling what could happen when one was directing it at another.

You cannot begin to understand what I feel for Jaakuna none of you can. He was my everything. He was my whole world. All Ive ever wanted to do is protect him. But, even after Mateus Seal had been unlocked, I am still useless to him.” Savayna stepped forward as she would direct her cold glare at Nadeline. “And then, of all people to judge me, you have to gall to question my devotion to him.

About three steps forward, Savayna stopped, gripping her head with one hand. Her left eyes closed and her white one had a quick flash of black. It was a quick flash. After she would return to normal, her body was now straight and she took control of her body once more.

Now, step aside…fiance. This does not concern you. Or do you wish to find out how outmatched you really are?” Savayna poised herself. She held her left hand out to the side and Mateus’ Trident formed out of ice but this time it was...different. It had a color scheme of darker blues and greens rather than having icy hues.
Savayna was still as the long night. Her eyes diving further and further into madness as her Mist intensified almost to the point it surrounded her in a complete aura of chilling winds, colored of deep blue, red, and white, now screeching. As she stood there, Savayna’s face was devoid of any and all emotion and any reactions that one might expect from her.

The Ice Queen raised her hand and as from above, a rain of mistified large ice darts(daggers more like) poured down upon her… beloved(and his niece) as she had revealed her true intentions without uttering a single word.
If you don’t let me go right now, there will be a lot wrong, but not with me,” Savayna practically threatened Grant. She returned the glaring look he gave her back in full to him.

All the while, she flailed and flailed, clawing at her soon-to-be husband and Lorenzo almost to the point where she found an opening. One moment of letting their guard down and Savayna had herself free of their clutches. In that one moment, Savayna would not waste anymore time. Her mist activated, responding to her desires. Sheer cold winds formed from her emotions, colored with a faint pink, swirling around her as if like a cloth. It whispered and if Grant and Lorenzo were still close to her, they would get the smallest feeling of frostbite, doubtless forcing them back.

Savayna’s eyes were less blue and more pure white. In whatever was possessing her or what had gotten into her, but one thing was certain: she was aiming everything she could muster up at Nadeline as she charged and aimed her apparent “friend”, intent on finishing what she had started before Grant and Lorenzo interfered.
SAvayna’s watery eyes watched intently as Nadeline worked her ass off as she relentlessly hovered over Jaakuna laid insensately. Though it was a relief to her that his physical ailments seemed to have dissipated due to the Rozarrian’s efforts, Savayna, as she gazed upon Jaakuna’s form, was not yet out of a state of distress as he refused to regain consciousness. And when Nadeline finished, Savayna heard her words. She criticised her for not doing anything. She seemed to - well, disapprove of her lack of control over her emotions. As if The Ice Queen was prone to those kinds of outbursts.

Throughout the entire time, Nadeline had been talking, Savayna didn’t look at her. The Archadian blonde would keep her eyes on Jaakuna. She watched his pale face starting to gain its color. She held her hand over his chest and felt his heartbeat was normal. His skin was gaining its warmth back. By all accounts, his eyes should be opening, but they remained closed, his emerald gems remaining closed off to those who wished to see them.

Savayna kept her silence for a few moments before finally looking at Nadeline. Her expression was blank and devoid of any real emotion. “I’ve had enough,” Savayna stated simply. Her icy blue eyes sparkled white and before anyone could even try to stop her, Savayna had tackled Nadeline to the ground. Her hand on her throat and ramming her head into the dirt. “You pretentious bitch! How dare you look at me like you’re better than me!? I swear to god, look at me like that again, and I will kill you!” Savayna shrieked, wailing at Nadeline as the Rozarrian princess’ head would bounce up and down on the gravel and dirt.
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