I think that's her, now.
-sighs, nodding his head down with a small frown on his usually pleasant face-
I suppose I will have to give you this fight.
Spirit, and- Daughter of Lu Bu. -he turns to face the oncoming Lu Lingqi, four tarots form a circle in front of his palm, and suddenly BEAM of light-
-thankfully, Caster, she seemed prepared for that, jumping over it-
-though god, she's so angry she doesn't even have retorts- Yah!
-throwing that Cross-Halberd down at Zuo Ci-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postYou don't have to, I already know.
Think for a moment.
What use has a god for a bodyguard?
None. For a servant? None.
Your only utility- your reason for being- is to be a plaything.
You're just a little toy. A SPECIAL little toy. One who received much use I am sure. You exist due to the out of control urges of a psychopathic little monster. And then when the time came, you removed those urges, didn't you? Made her something clean. Something savory. But in doing so, you killed her. You killed your creator, destroyed your reason for existence. You're not longer her special toy. You're meaningless, less than that! You're disgusting. Used merchandise, damaged goods.
If you'd like- I could find another use for you. You're quite pretty. I'm sure someone would enjoy your company.
-BEAM OF LIGHT and LIGHTNING (no magic detected from SCNNR. 2.0)-
-...-
-Assigns surveillance drone to maintain observation-
-While a pair of droids and drones are dispatched and on route-
-G.Archer- ...S-sorry, need to go. S-see you.
-Heads to where the beam of light comes from-
-While trying to hail Saber- <S-Saber? A-are you there?>
edited 18th May '15 10:45:57 AM by f1r3lemon
всегда веренIt happened. It doesn't matter now.
You're wrong. I didn't kill her when I changed her. I killed her when I got rid of her. When I used her weapons against her.
I changed her because I wanted her back. But I... I knew she couldn't be exactly the same person. The old her was horrible. She was insane, she was voracious, she was... she was obsessed.
...I'm not just a tool anymore. I'm what I want to be. And I don't care if you- you can taunt me all you want. I don't care.
I'm... going to be fine.
-he gets a little stunned by the non-lethal lightning-
-before then barely having time to block the spinning blades of the Cross-Halberd-
-wow, tough tarot cards-
Hmph. Two against one is hardly fair... Spirit- you may fight someone else. I will give the Daughter of the Demon the fight she wants.
-suddenly, the phantom of This man
appears, with a blast of fire directed at Caster!- Mmm-THE WILL OF THE HEAVENS DICTATES THAT YOU- Mmm-CANNOT BE ALLOWED TO WIN!
-meanwhile, Lu Lingqi has seemingly driven Zuo Ci to the ground-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postYou're not a person. You have no mother, no father! You're an object, a thing. You work to the will of your masters.
Your value, your worth is on the same level- no, it's less than a fucking prostitute. Your life is less than the ground you stand on. Who are you to judge what is horrible and what is not? You were created from that horror, you went along with it, loved it. You loved every second of what you did, don't lie to me. You loved her, you wanted her back, a return to form. But you couldn't admit it to yourself, so your murdered her, and called the mockery that you created by her same name, allowed her to disgrace the world with her presence.
<I will work to keep them safe.>
-Fat old man running.mov-
...Does it matter if I wanted to go through with it? You're not going to listen to me. I can... I can explain all of it. I can tell you that I don't need parents, but... you won't care.
You don't everything about her, but I do. Everything she ever knew or... felt. I've seen all of it. And she's not a bad person. Not in the beginning.
I... that's what she deserved to be like. Good. Pure.
edited 18th May '15 10:59:53 AM by ramuf
Hmph. Look at you, the little god- high and mighty and full of wisdom.
How you crawled from the mud and disgraced yourself to get to this point. You're the one with the power, now, aren't you? The one who wears the pants- or takes them off.
How do you know you're not terrible? How are you different than Tallis?

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(Just continues to stand there, watching his every move and making sure he doesn't make a break for it. Is now glowing a little bit.)
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