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Yeah... i don't think that's as easy as one would think man. Those are not just plants.
You have magic, surely there's some sort of supernatural pesticide you can whip up.
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You have magic, surely there's some sort of supernatural pesticide you can whip up.
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What?!... *I blink perplexed* Kill who? The prisoners? ... Or... *Does not want to imply genocide*
Theme -> Eon 99
The plants. Breathe, Ben, the plants.
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*as we walk past the guard* 'Their' problem? How can any people who seem to be planet bound, deal with multiversal powers? The cosmic flowers i made, literally feed on the chaos of the broken dimension and grow entire universes inside their buds... that's why they were glowing...
Kill them?
*Looks at the set of prisoners, chained, angry, and overarching quiet*
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*I smirk* Might? *I snap my fingers and a square sigil appears in front of us only for us to see* Or not... *I say as it vanishes and we begin hearing our voices muffled*
Not invisible necessarily... more like... if we don't do something drastic they'd just ignore us and cameras can't quite register us... if they have them. The best i can say is a sort of chameleon consciousness bubble...
I suppose that'll do the trick. It should avoid us attracting any attention from the other inmates, at least.
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How'd you reckon? ... Ah... gravity. I gotta learn that power someday...
So what's next in our to-do list? By the way, i don't know what exactly happened there when i tried helping you understand magical language. Somehow we got propelled out of the broken ghost dimension. Huh. And those cosmos flowers are just gonna exist there now...
*Shakes my head*
Their problem now.
*Turns my head around a corner*
There's a guard sitting in an office. Rows of prison cells between us and him—things might get noisy.
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*Gets up and follows up*
Should i just teleport us back to the spot we were censored from? *I burp disgracefully*
I mean... probably not the best suggestion seeing the predicament we are in now...
We're also higher in elevation here. We'd be going backwards.
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Hick!... *I sigh* Ahhh... here we go then... also... Are you practicing your chemistry lessons or something? And... we are still in the prison corridors by the way... no guards? huh... strange world indeed!
That... is a great point. Might as well explore and see what the deal is.
*Gets up and starts wandering the halls, looking for any notable landmarks*
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*I raise an eyebrow incredulously as i force my bottle on the ground as hard as possible while somehow avoiding smashing it too*
That is not a question you want to ask Ambition... *I chug another mouthful* ... Cheers!
*Swirls the bottle in my hands*
If you say so, Ben. If you say so.
*Painstakingly sorts all suspended particulates, filtering the liquid layer by layer*
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*I sigh unimpressed*
You hate this world... you have not seen what i've seen then pal! *I manifest my good ol'hemp whisky bottle and i chug like there's no tomorrow and i manifest one by your side too*
What exactly have you seen?
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*Combining our powers we finally manage to exit this liminal mirror ghost world and i'm shook; I gasp for breath*
That was... That was a thing that happened...
*Punches the ground, creating a crater*
I hate this world.
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