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9 yrs ago
>That awkward moment when you learn the religious revival movement you were headin was actually a vehicle for a Lovecraftian Abomination masquerading as a God to jack your body and take over the world
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>That moment when you realize that you can only do fandom RPs because you're bad at original characters. This is what I get for never playing DnD
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So, can I say that I'm glad I chose the side not affiliated with murderous psychopaths?
Wow, such hostility. Much time skips.
But if I only shoot them once, then it just stuns them for a bit. And since it's done via electricity, it could theoretically act as a defibrillator for someone who's heart had stopped because of magic.
Well, some probably would, but not all of them. After all, it might be a diversion for an attack. So the front door would be pretty heavily locked down. This is the headquarters of the security apparatus too, they're not exactly lacking in manpower
Um, if everyone is freaking out because the Librarian is attacking, wouldn't the front door be even more guarded, and not less? Since all the security personnel would be on alert and all.
Valtare walked through the hallways, finding it hard to tear his gaze away from Serena as he carried her. The sight of her so weak, it cut him to the bone, but at the same time he couldn't help himself by getting distracted by her in his arms, her scent. He wanted to hold her close and never let her go, his heartbeat strong and aching with pain for the person he cared for most in the world, and seeing her in this state. Damn it, if only he hadn't been so blind, he could have seen this, could have prevented it. He mentally whipped himself for his failure as he arrived back at the study.

Stepping inside, he walked over and carefully laid Serena down, her head resting on the armrest while propped up by a pillow. he could hardly move from her side, and his heart leapt as she stirred away. "Shhh, stay there," he replied, gently, but firmly, keeping her from rising. "You fainted from overwork. I brought you back up here."

He frowned, sad and angry and a whole jumble of emotions threatening to spill forth. "Serena, if there's something wrong you know you can tell me right? If something's the matter, then as your friend I want to know about it."
Daniel shrugged at her question, finishing off the last of his food and leaning back to relax a little bit, a sigh escaping his lips. "Possibly, though it'll be less likely as we get farther away. after all, no one really pays attention to kidnappings in other states, and if we don't make it look like something is up, then people will be inclined to believe that at the moment when they see us," he replied, face calm in thought.

Her next question did spark some interest, and it was one that he had given consideration to during the drive. He was going to have to teach her somehow to use her powers if they were going to get anywhere, especially for her if they separated. "I have illusion magic," he replied with a grin and a slight chuckle, recalling what he had done at the magic show. "I suppose that may count as a trick."
Alex watched Carton carefully, still working to not take any sudden action that would result in that trigger being pressed and them all going boom. He sputtered a bit as the mist hit his face, but otherwise he was fine Given that it came from the tome the terrorist held though, it was fairly obvious what the nature of the explosive was, and now his front half was covered in it. Well, if that went off it was going to hurt like hell. So, better make sure it didn't go off.

He nodded silently and walked out the door, leading the way confidently, not too fast, at a pace designed to keep Carton somewhat at ease with how they were moving. After all, move too slow and he'd think he was stalling. Move too fast, and he'd think that he was trying to give him the slip. And that wouldn't do. Of course, he knew that once they were both out of sight, evacuations would begin. There were enough people there who had heard and seen the threats to know about the bomb, and hopefully the building would be clear soon. The other concern was the security personnel tracking them, but he was able to wave them off, given that they wouldn't want to risk injuring him, at least if he looked like he had the situation under control.

They neared the Capital, Alex silent the while, with Carton near him, acting as if he were just going for a morning stroll. At least, until he saw Security buzzing about the Capital like a hornet's nest. Now that wasn't good, and it showed, as he wondered what was going on.
Personally, I've read worse (like, soul crushing despair. Or for actual books, Metro 2033 aka Russian Fallout) but if that's what you want to do, I don't mind
Ba'al watched on as the figure caught the ball of fire, darkening to a color beyond black as the fireball was divided and drained of energy, seemingly absorbed into the figure or the space around him. Now that, that was impressive. Then he listened, hearing of this thing called the 'Viewer', it's purpose for bringing them here, and what it was and was not. So, not quite an Ascended Being, but still on the same level, if not higher. Still, he offered challenges, competition with others not yet met, and spoke with a wisdom Ba'al himself could respect.

Now then a tantalizing possibility that. A wish, any wish, as he said it and without ill intent. What would Ba'al do with a wish? He could because a God in fact as well as name, a being beyond the Ascended Ancients and the Ori, existing in the mortal realm by his own will and with the worship of the mere mortal humans that he deserved, and the power to cow every competitor. He could wish for the Empire he sought, spanning the galaxy and ruled with an iron fist by his will and desire alone, with fleets, hundreds of planets, and no one to challenge him. He might even have a place for the Tau'ri, his most loyal subjects.That and more. It was quite a conundrum of what to wish fr, but now that it had been offered, Ba'al had a goal to focus on. By hook or by crook, he would win these challenges, and seize his destiny.

He listened to the questions and comments, smirking at Asphyxious, before being surprised by Sorin. Quite a few titles to his credit there, and he could have done a dead ringer for a System Lord, though all impressions gave that his power matched his claims. And he did not seem happy to be here. Well, Ba'al wasn't either, but since there was no way to leave he would go with it. He did listen to Vash's questions and agreed with them, wondering what the answers might tend to be.

On his own though, he knew what he'd say. "Very well then," he replied, hand leaving the handle of his Zat to fold in front of him. "Since you have brought us here already then I suppose I will play this game of yours. After all, a wish is quite a prize."
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