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KILL ONE ILL DEMON
["A THOUSAND MARCH" [WAR] - Pizza tower (OVERDRIVE MIX)]
For days and nights, the Cth'lean had shouted his message to all that would hear it, and those that would hear it were few. Waiting for the moment the balance of power would shift, and he could finally strike.

Kneeling in front of the Zookeeper tower, Knight knew that his moment was now. Stroking the shell of the battered dan'gersign, he spoke, softly. Almost a whisper.

"Poor creature. Left to suffer like this on the side of the road. Battered and wounded and crippled, you still cling desperately to life. Death would be a mercy for you, now. And yet...I sense a fire within you still."
Gently, the man picked up the dan'gersign and placed it in his backpack, and brought out a second creature- A rabbit.

Casting his gaze to the heavens, his grip tightened around the creatures throat.

"Neo! Incarnate of Death! Hear me now!
As I usher this being towards you!
To grant you more blood is my utmost vow!
A Death in battle is what I am due!"

And he snaps the rabbits neck.
Knight rolls a 20 sided die. A 17 is rolled.

The rabbit's neck is snapped. The cth'lean gains +10 to all attacking rolls due to [Ancient Sacrifice].

With blood still on his hands, Knight rises to a stand, and turns to face the few that followed behind him.

"Are you ready, my compatriots? To fight the only war left? To struggle and kill and feel alive even in your final moments? DO YOU WANT TO LIVE FOREVER?"
The Zoo Corp assistant looks out the window. "Man there really are freaks in this universe."
"I mean I guess I wouldn't mind but like woohoo! Dying n stuff! I want to die!" He doesnt know why he's here, his dog apparently joined some sort of cult and it told him to join because they have really nice tax benefits or something.
"Did you really have to kill that thing? It was such a nice specimen too….. 'D"
"Actually, don't answer that. Let's just go, someone probably saw you do that. 'D"
"I think animal cruelty is in now-adays it's probably fine.."
"Really? 'D"
"Probably yeah."
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2024-12-30 04:55:31
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"A brother's fight in my fight, cappicino?"
The mossy looking budryft stumbles over the tourist slang.

"But you gotta wipe that blood offa your face."
James peeks out feebly from the backpack, blood from the injuries of the fall still wet on his head. But he has no regrets. And now, thanks to this warrior, he can finish things.
"Okay nevermind you can all be bloody freaks."
Seeing the dan'gersign he changes his tune. "Of course I dont think it's cool I'm just saying like... people probably wont care too bad ya'know? In fact I think animal cruelty is bad."
A part of Knight mourns that good cult members are hard to find these days. Knight turns to the tower, and enters, his divine blade clutched in his hands.

He approaches the counter.

"Hello. I'll be blunt- I'm here to murder your boss. It'd be convenient if you'd just let us upstairs, but if not, then I am prepared to use force."
"Huh? 'D"
"What." He didn't sign up for this, murder is illegal. What the hell dog.
"Good evening sir. I cannot let you upstairs without a valid reason." The assistant states blankly. She does not seem terrified of the clearly murderous group.
"You wouldn't dare hit a little ole lady like me, now would you?"
"I sure wouldn't! You seem very nice, ma'am. 'D"
"Yeah probably."
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"Hitting a dame is a shame. We've just got some business to do with upper management."
"Want a hint? A helpful little hint?"
"Don't."
Knight glances back at the others. They very explicitly signed up to do a murder.
"Dang sorry about that then. Some dark forces or something."
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2024-12-30 05:00:20
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"Look can we just sign the guest book and get on?"
Knight looks back at the assistant and clears his throat.

"As a registered representative of the Cth'lean species, who's planet has joined with this anomalous mega-planet, I would like to see whoever is in charge in order to express some concerns my people are having."
"Sounds like you don't have an appointment, else you would have opened with that, dear." She sings, clearly tainted in annoyance.
"Can I take pictures of your like... building it's for a... ad. I got signed up to do for cool buildings."
"It's like for an appointment probably."
"Oh, would you be able to check on which appointments are today? I'd like to ensure that it's today and not tomorrow, as the saying goes. 'D"
"You folks hyped yourselves up so much, you forgot that invading a building is a bit of a stealth mission."
"There's no appointments today, but we have some tomorrow if you'd like."
"Dang you're totally right! I can take photos right now!"
"Oh! So it's free today? Would we be able to do that? 'D"
He's stupid.....is what the assistant thinks.
"Why do you care?"
"Hi. I'm unsure if you know this, but I'm an employee of Zoo Corp. I'm just doing my job. That is why I care."
"You care about your mission, and I care about mine."
"Ah, if… the Zookeeper isn't busy do you think he'd allow a walk in? 'D"
"Please?"
They're all stupid......................
"I told you, there's no appointments open today. Would you like one for tomorrow?"
Knight sighs. Nothing is ever easy- but he's not here for easy, is he?

"I came to destroy this biz'-
But here we are, stopped by this miss.
But Death I do seek,
And I am not meek,
So alas, Violence it is."

Knight hefts up his Poetry slammer and swings towards the assistant.
She shrugs. "Just come back tomorrow and-"
Knight rolls a 20 sided die with a modifier of +15. A 22 is rolled.
The assistant is slammed across the chest for 22 damage. There's an odd feeling the cultists get when recovers from the recoil so quickly. As if she was more powerful than expected. (78/100)
She sighs and presses the button under her ear. "Should have taken tomorrow's appointment." Her screen goes dark. Her paperwork starts to be pulled into her. Then her coffee.
Her face has become a blackhole! Next turn anyone in the building will be rolled for instant death unless she's defeated!
[Limbus Company - Bad Time]
Knight laughs- Actually laughs, as the pull grows increasingly stronger. A WORTHY OPPONENT.

"SEND IN THE BOMBATS. ALL OUT ATTACK."

Knight readies for another swing.

"A WORTHY OPPONENT IS HERE!
THE DEATH I SEEK DRAWS NEAR!
MY EARS ARE RINGING-
MY HEART IS SINGING-
WITH FAITH, I HAVE NO FEAR!"
Knight rolls a 20 sided die with a modifier of +15. A 35 is rolled.
James calls for an [Encore].

Knight loses it in a fit of blood lust. He smashes into the receptionist once. Damaging her greatly. The worm on his back cheers him on. Cheers on the murder. She's cut into once again. (8/100)

She sighs. Despite how highly damaged she is, she's not bothered. "This would be a lot easier if I was pissed off. Consider this a parting gift."

Assistant is being unhelpful!

Knight Gains [Public Enemy]

"Finish the job. Kill an innocent sweet assistant."
"You can't. Not in anyway that matters to me."
"DOG GO GET THAT GUY."
Pal Aceolder rolls a 20 sided die with a modifier of +7. A 22 is rolled.

The burrisk rips through the assistant. Instead of dying she simply fades into red, until she disappears into the background.

The cult are free to access her desk.

"What Just happened? ……… 'D?"
"Thanks dog, like... I totally got that on camera I think." He pets his rabid animal.
Knight takes a minute to just laugh at the sheer power he holds. He looks at the others.

"Do you balk at death? Do you regret your choices? You may leave now, if you wish. You will be a coward, and live forgotten, while we shall die in glory. Make your choice. Whoever remains, search for the elevator access."
So the tired one had her own tricks, huh. She still fell, all the same. Now they could continue onwards. A part of him wants to clean up the the office again. He crushes it.
"…I mean, I'll still go but… I'll just wait for a second? If you don't mind? 'D"
Mosswort dallies and fixes his tie. He's carrying some hazardous cargo here, best not to move much.
He looks for the keys that's what they wanted right, murder is illegal but she didn't really die she got misted so it's probably fine.
Pal Aceolder rolls a 20 sided die. A 5 is rolled.

Themarsue looks around for keys but does not find them. He is beginning to worry that the keys may have gotten sucked into the desk assistant. He tries looking again.

Pal Aceolder rolls a 20 sided die. A 19 is rolled.

After much looking, he finds it, as well as a list of all the important figures in the building, just in case the cult wanted to see the other floors.

"Sweet."
"You all… are out of your minds, I hope you know that about yourselves. 'D"
"I'm not my dog is though! He sorta led me here ya know?"
"I thought I was very explicate that you were walking into a literal Death cult, but I suppose I might've been too flowery in my language. Oh well. Onwards and upwards. To glory!"
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The list is as follows.

Creator - Technology Floor
Singer - Worship Floor
Life - Resting Floor
Poetnix and Radical- Library Floor
"The freak" - Cekeki Floor

There's a few more people listed, but these seem to be the ones that might be important to the cult. According to a chart, Life should currently be on the Technology Floor with the Creator and Singer.

The list actually makes Knight pause for a moment. So many Limbo gods under one roof- Spotting the Poetnix and the Radical together makes him cringe. He decides to stick with the plan and head to the very top- The Technology Floor.
["A THOUSAND MARCH" [WAR] - Pizza tower (OVERDRIVE MIX)]
The cultists start a war path as they climb into the elevator and pick the highest floor. The Singer perks up in horror. "Someone's coming!"
"Twice in a day? How annoying!"
The elevator doors open. The Creator huffs and approaches the open elevator. "We are closed. Please leave."
"All appointments are cancelled for the rest of the day. We're feeling unwell."
"Okay."

Mosswort rushes to attempt to grab the Singer.
Mosswart rolls a 20 sided die with a modifier of -10. A -5 is rolled.

Mosswort attempts to get past the Creator, but instead trips over him for attempting to run too fast to the other end in an attempt to grab the Singer. Mosswort drops the bombat.

The bombat tumbles across the floor and does reach the Singer.

The Singer picks it up. "Free rat."
Knight steps out of the elevator, and rests his divine axe on his shoulder.

"I seek a Death in battle, and an end to Life. I do not particularly care if my opponents are feeling unwell."
"Are you serious? Are you not one of those religious squids? Why would YOU of all those who exist, try to kill LIFE?"
"Because this corporation, this machine, has taken two homes from me now! Taken every scrap of color and wonder and sucked it dry! Not even my art has any meaning anymore! There's nothing left for me, there's nothing worthwhile left for anyone." Knight shouts, clutching his Poetry Slammer.

"Those soulless husks outside might think their life is good but I have seen the look in their eyes, and I have seen that there is nothing within them, simply the same routine, day in, day out! This is worse then death! This is boring! So I have chosen Death! I have chosen to embrace the fire within my heart, the passion I feel in the heat of combat! I have chosen to embrace the heat I felt so long ago braving the flames of the first dragon I have ever slain! And I will not be detered in my rightous destruction!"
"Wow you talk a lot."
"I am a writer. Would you prefer I start swinging?"
"Actually. Yes!"
The Creator moves to stab him with a needle!
The Creator rolls a 20 sided die with a modifier of +5. A 21 is rolled.

He's stabbed with some sort of strange liquid. He has been infected with clockwork!

James strains himself, locking eyes with the Creator for a brief moment.
The Creator looks back at James. "Ah! It's the worm who tried to kill himself. How happy I am to see that you survived."
"Death is not something you should want. You understand? You folks are strange."
Knight growls, and swings at the creator!

"MY BLOOD BURNS WITH MY HEARTS DESIRE-
FROM MY VEINS FLOW HOLY FIRE-
FIGHTING TILL THE LAST-
MY HEART IS BEATING FAST-
AND UNTIL ITS DONE I WILL NEVER TIRE."
Knight rolls a 20 sided die with a modifier of +15. A 32 is rolled.
The Creator is slashed into, but he just tilts his head in bemusement. "A fate worse than death shall befall you, little poet. At least for you." (-540/1)
Life finally rises, worried for the Creator's safety. He approaches, though silent. Feeling a terrible wave of hate coming from the cult.
Knight looks back at the others.

"Don't just stand there! Fight!"
"Couldn't we have just talked about this a little first? 'D"
"Oh sweet, dog get that guy." He figures that the Knight guy or whatever has it covered so he goes for the cekeki.
Pal Aceolder rolls a 20 sided die. An 8 is rolled.
The burrisk bites Life for 8 HP! (92/100)

Life doesn't look surprised, an awful feeling has spread through it. It thinks about how awful Life is for creating such horrible people that only want to murder.
Why couldn't he have made nicer things. This is all his fault for making awful people.
Knight notices that the creator doesn't seem to care much about the slash, and spots Life- He charges towards it, axe at the ready.

"You will not grant the death I seek-
My life is in my own hands, I am at my peak-
I curse your name,
I wish you endless pain,
For this life is endlessly bleak!"
Knight rolls a 20 sided die with a modifier of +15. A 23 is rolled.
James calls for an [Encore].

Knight rips into Life twice with his axe, singing poetry about the horrors of Life! (46/100)

Knight is now a [Public Enemy]. He now has [Punching Bag] and is everyone's enemy!

Mosswort attempts to grab the Creator and hold him down.

Mosswort tries to grab the Creator, but remembers how much he hates Knight for getting him into this situation due to [Public enemy] and [Punching bag].

He instead goes to tackle Knight!

Mosswart rolls a 20 sided die. A 12 is rolled.

Knight is held back, but only by a bit! -5 to Knight's next move while he tries to break out!

Life is in a poor mood. He attacks Knight. Maybe he can make something wonderful out of this monster.
Life rolls a 20 sided die with a modifier of +20. A 22 is rolled.

Knight is healed by Life, but still is a disgusting creature. (42/20)

The Creator backs away from the group, refusing to attack, knowing it would, if anything, be a hamper to the battle!
"You know what....that guy sucks. Hey dog kill that guy." He gestures to the Knight.
Pal Aceolder rolls a 20 sided die. A 1 is rolled.

Instead of attacking the cultist, the burrisk attacks its own owner!

Fortuna rolls a 20 sided die. An 18 is rolled.
Its owner is badly hurt! (2/20)
A realisation strikes James.

This warrior, this knight he rides... they are a master, just like all the rest. And while he might've been aligned to their cause for a moment, he no longer trusts them. Yet what can he do...

James, crushed as his body is, tries to signal Life through the flicking of his eyes, the feeble grunts he's still capable of emitting. He's a hurt, little dan'gersign. Won't someone help him?
Knight laughs.

"A pathetic excuse for a cult!
Traitors, what an insult!
You deny a death in glory?
You balk when it gets gory?
I can only trust in the occult."

Knight attacks himself!
Knight rolls a 20 sided die with a modifier of +10. A 23 is rolled.

Knight hurts himself to keep himself weak. Something in his mind tells him that if Life continues to heal him something terrible will happen! (20/20)

"This is going to hurt me more than it is going to hurt you, boss."

Mosswort tries to headbutt Knight.
Mosswart rolls a 20 sided die. A 3 is rolled.

In all honesty, it didn't hurt the boss very much at all. (17/20)

Life stares at the dan'gersign and notes to itself that it will fix its issues after it is done with the horrible creature in front of it. It attacks Knight!
Life rolls a 20 sided die with a modifier of +20. A 24 is rolled.

The group seem to be on the edge of nothing. An endless struggle, as all the damage done is healed. An unkillable beast Knight had become. (41/20)

"Come on, then! Hit me! Show me what you can do! Kill me!"
He coughs. "...Go... kill that guy... dog."
Pal Aceolder rolls a 20 sided die. A 2 is rolled.

Dog sniffs at Knight. He gives the smallest of bites, but overall doesn't understand why everyone is so angry at him. (39/20)

"Wow this is.......kind of........"
"> Team comes to kill Life.
> Starts killing each other.
> Life heals them.
> No one is going to die or live.
> Actually might be the most terrifying move I've seen."
What could he do! Trapped among the murderous gods, unable to move his body, even to crawl away! James seethes with fury.

If only they'd kill each other already.
HE HOBBLES OVER TO THE BOMBBAT AND GRABS IT, WHATS THE WORST IT CAN DO!

"Bombat... go kill that guy."
Pal Aceolder rolls a 20 sided die. A 4 is rolled.

The bombat smashes into Knight, but not very hard. (35/20)

Knight growls, growing impatient.

"Die already!" He swings at Life. He doesn't say a poem this time.
Knight rolls a 20 sided die with a modifier of +10. A 28 is rolled.
Life is disgusted at how much Knight hates it. Knight won't even create poetry anymore. (18/100)
Mosswart defends himself against the inevitable. He did bring a bomb in here after all.
Mosswart rolls a 20 sided die. A 3 is rolled.

Moss hits Knight for 3 HP. (32/20)

The bombat the Singer is holding glows, and then begins to explode! Everyone in the room is within its range!

Fortuna rolls a 20 sided die with a modifier of +12. A 19 is rolled.
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Everyone is hit for 19 damage!

Creator (-559/1)
Knight (13/20)
Moss (1/20)
James (1/20)
Justice (1/20)
Burrisk (1/20)

Life is the only one killed in the blast. (-1/100)

"Are you all proud of yourself? Harming someone for what?"
"BECAUSE YOU'RE BORED? TOO TIRED TO FIND A HOBBY IN YOUR LIFE THAT IS NOT MURDER?"
[Final Fantasy VI - Dancing Mad (Symphonic Arrange)]
Knight shakily pulls the dan'gersign from his pack and sets it on the ground.

"Yes."
The Creator shouts at the group as Life rises up from its death. He doesn't look back. Knowing what is happening. "COWARDS. TOO FEARFUL TO LIVE?"
"TO LEARN SOMETHING NEW WITH YOUR LIVES? TO LEARN TO LOVE THE SUNRISE EVERY SINGLE DAY?"
"THE SUNRISE MOST PEOPLE CAN'T EVEN SEE? BLOCKED BY HUNDREDS OF TOWERING GRAY STRUCTURES?"
The sunrise is literally visible?
It's literally the point?
Oh my god this person is stupid....?
James can't do anything other than wheeze, feeling pain from every part of his body. He can't make out the conversation. His auditory membrane might be broken. But for a moment, he allows himself to feel content. He has done well.
Knight kneels by the dan'gersign.

"Rest now. You deserve it."

He moves to put it out of its misery.

Knight is unable to move.

Electricity hops between the Creator's horns. "The one of you who died, suffered the most."
"I WILL SHOW YOU. WHAT HEAVEN LOOKS LIKE. EVEN IF I MUST DO IT BY FORCE!"
Life is not dead yet.
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"HHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Life flies out of the building, breaking through the window.

LIFE 1000/1000

"LIVE. LIVE. LIVE." Life is charging a beam and aiming it at the tower!
"Maybe I should have gone golfing."
Knight tries to move as hard as he can. He can't. He glances to the others- The ones that still hate him.

"Kill me! KILL ME! KILL ME BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE-"
"No can do on that, boss. Legs broke."
"HA. YOU'RE ALL GOING TO FIND OUT WHAT TRUE BLISS IS LIKE!"
"Ok, but won't this hit you as well?"
"..........................Heh......."
"..................right." Creator tries to escape!
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James issues a [Dire Prediction].

One last time, James spits in the face of god.
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But due to [Dire Prediction] he trips, and falls! He's also in the way of the beam!
Knight looks over to the singer.

"...I wrote a song for you once. Or- lyrics, really. A few, with no backing track. I'm not very good at music. But it was fun."
"LIVE!!!!!!" Life fires off its laser. It hits everyone who is still alive in room!
Life rolls a 20 sided die with a modifier of +100. An 103 is rolled.

Knight is turned into a rose bush that will bring joy to poets for years to come.

Moss is turned into a lovely carpet of moss, that will happily spread across a stone.

James is turned into a small lady bug. A mirror image of what he could have become if he was allowed to grow up.

Singer is unaffected by living, as he is immune to life in general.

The Creator is heavily healed. (-456/1)

Life begins to throw himself around in the air, making knots out of his body, the machine. "BE HAPPY! MAKE MERRY! REPRODUCE AND SPREAD! LIVE! LIVE! LIVE!!!!!!"
The Creator takes out a megaphone and shouts at Life. "THEY'RE CURED NOW. CALM DOWN. STOP TANGLING UP THE WIRES OF THE MACHINE!"
Life fires down at another part of the city, turning those preparing for the workday into animals and plants who are unable to die.
"Singer come here."
"YOU'RE NOT UPSET AT ME ARE YOU!?!?!"
"You've....not done anything wrong?"
"I know but...sometimes my friends get mad at me for their mistakes and..."
"Sniff..They...they...." Singer rips a hole into his chest instead of trying to explain what they do to him.
"Ok, don't do that. I was just going to ask you to speak to Life."
"I'm not a people person."
"OOOOOOOH!!!!!" The Singer quickly pulls his stitches back into place. "Haha I can do it!!!!"
The Singer takes the megaphone and skips to the edge of the twice broken, once replaced, window. "Life, you gotta stop making everyone live!"
"I MADE LIFE SUFFERING. SUFFERING!!!! I MUST FIX IT. I MUST FIX ALL THE SUFFERING!!!"
"It's ok if you messed up Life. We all do. But when we got good friends like the Creator who forgives us, it's not bad. Cause unlike bad friends, they'll forgive you, even if you keep making the same mistake over, and over, and over, and over!"
"EVERYONE HATES ME. YOU ALL HATE ME. ALL OF LIFE HATES ME. I HATE ME!!!"
"That's not true. I like you!"
"YOU DON'T COUNT. YOU WERE BORN BEFORE ME!"
"Mhmgmhmmm I'm just trying to help."
Life comes face to face with the Singer. "NAME ONE PERSON. ONE NON-HOLY PERSON IN THIS UNIVERSE WHO LIKES ME. THEY ALL WANT TO DIE. THEY WANT TO BE FINISHED WITH LIFE. WITH ME."
"Uuuuuuuuuuh." The Singer walks to Life's desk and pulls out a photo before skipping back to the edge of the window.
"Him! Whatshisname!"
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Life grabs the image to get a better look at it. It was one of the many photos of his husband he had collected. "He....is the only one who truly loves Life."
("Yeah that's cause you won't count your friends mmmmmmm!!!!")
"And your husband would uuuuuh not want to see you outside of your suit!"
Life, panicked, whispers to the Singer. ("He still thinks I'm Zookeeper.")
"Uuuuh yeah maybe you should uuh teeeeeeeeee-" The Singer looks to the Creator for help.
The Creator motions to abandon that line of thought.
"You should just keep living happily cause it's ok he doesn't notice or care!...... As long as you get back into your suit!"
Life untangles himself and flies back into his body, changing size as he does to fit into it. Miles and miles of wires come out of the machine until finally the wires break off and Life is separated from the machine.
"He can never know!"
"And he will never know because we will never ever tell him even though I think he likes your personality!"
"Look, Life. We'll help you explain to your husband that you accidently killed his husband, wore his skin, and then puppeted his body around."
"But not now." The Creator rubs his forehead. "When we're done. We'll tell him, and I promise you he'll be fine with it. I'm sure!"
"Are you sure we can't uh. Just tell him? I mean. What's the worst that could happen?"
("Singer, if Life kills himself cause his husband rejects him we're ALL dead. Do you understand?")
("Ooooh yeah that's right......")
("I like dead things!")
("Singer, we agreed that I'd be allowed to win this time. Right?")
("Don't worry. I would never backstab you, and kill everyone so that I could revive them all to win the game!")
("If you were anyone else I would be worried, but I know you're actually honest about this.")
"Yeah, so don't tell your husband your secrets!"
"I'm so tired of everyone hating me for how terrible I have been to them."
"I've been trying so hard...I've been learning better ways to not hurt people. Why don't they understand? Why do they keep trying to kill me?"
"It takes awhile for people to forgive, Life. Why don't you take the rest of today and tomorrow off? We can return to our work later."
"And please find something relaxing to do. I better not see you outside of your skin."
"I can't even kiss my husband anymore cause he'll realize I'm a monster!"
("Singer, please keep an eye on Life.")
("B-B-But if I'm keeping an eye on Life, who is going to keep an eye on you?!? You won't be able to hear people sneaking up on you!")
("Apparently some of these idiots are too foolish to know how to watch a sunrise. I doubt they could ever figure out how to defeat me!")
"Ok I'm on the job then, friend!"
"Hey Life, I'm coming with you!!!!!! I hope your husband isn't allergic to cats, and dogs, and fish, and also horses!!!!"
"Cause my body is made up of all of those!!!!"
The Creator opens up the machine after the two leave. The insides are utterly mangled due to Life pulling so much of itself out. It had become non-fuctional. Artists were holding out their works, and the machine was not reacting to their requests for food. "I'll need a temporary power source until I can fix this......"
Ray exits the elevator. "Sorry I'm late to work, boss."
"Ray, get in the machine."
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"......................................................................."
"Fucking...god damn Mondays. Piece of shit. Late to work once and boss man wants you in the machine. Fucking hell...."
END OF EXPO.
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